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<blockquote data-quote="donna723" data-source="post: 41124" data-attributes="member: 1883"><p>OMG, I know EXACTLY what you mean! Don't get me wrong, I LOVE it when my son visits. He works funny hours and lives two counties away from me and I don't get to see him nearly enough. He eats like a starving refugee when he's here and I like having somebody appreciative to cook for. And I fully plan on washing my living room curtains on Mothers Day - he's the only one tall enough and whose arms are long enough to re-hang the curtain rod behind the TV! I can't reach it, even standing on a chair. It once dangled there for two weeks until he could come over and re-hang it for me! </p><p></p><p>BUT ... he would drive me absolutely nuts if he were here all the time! For one thing, the very first thing he does when he comes in the door is to reach for MY remote control and start changing channels! <u><em>MY</em></u> remote control! I have waited my entire adult life to have my very own remote, under MY control, and he grabs it! :mad: And he proceeds to put on one mindless movie after another instead of watching the <em>good stuff</em> that I usually watch! It must be some kind of genetic "male entitlement" thing! :cool: THEN, instead of watching the movies he puts on, he starts playing with the dogs, my two extremely hyper jet-propelled Bostons, and manages to whip them into a frenzy - give him five minutes and he's turned them into two little black and white blurs careening through the house on joyous panting, snorting fun-runs till they're bouncing off the walls and hyperventilating!</p><p></p><p>And ever since he was a kid, he has reminded me so much of the "Pigpen" character in the "Peanuts" cartoons ... the untidy one who can raise a cloud of dust just walking through the room! He will sit in the recliner, watching his movies and making the dogs hysterical, and within an hour the end table next to the recliner is overflowing with HIS junk! And he never moved - all this stuff just somehow oozes from him - pretty soon there's an overflowing ash tray, two or three plates and silverware from stuff he's eaten, soft drink bottles, all the useless junk from his wallet and his pockets ... then he starts clipping his fingernails! I have no idea why he always does that when he comes here, but he does! </p><p></p><p> :rofl:</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="donna723, post: 41124, member: 1883"] OMG, I know EXACTLY what you mean! Don't get me wrong, I LOVE it when my son visits. He works funny hours and lives two counties away from me and I don't get to see him nearly enough. He eats like a starving refugee when he's here and I like having somebody appreciative to cook for. And I fully plan on washing my living room curtains on Mothers Day - he's the only one tall enough and whose arms are long enough to re-hang the curtain rod behind the TV! I can't reach it, even standing on a chair. It once dangled there for two weeks until he could come over and re-hang it for me! BUT ... he would drive me absolutely nuts if he were here all the time! For one thing, the very first thing he does when he comes in the door is to reach for MY remote control and start changing channels! <u>[i]MY[/i]</u> remote control! I have waited my entire adult life to have my very own remote, under MY control, and he grabs it! [img]:mad:[/img] And he proceeds to put on one mindless movie after another instead of watching the [i]good stuff[/i] that I usually watch! It must be some kind of genetic "male entitlement" thing! [img]:cool:[/img] THEN, instead of watching the movies he puts on, he starts playing with the dogs, my two extremely hyper jet-propelled Bostons, and manages to whip them into a frenzy - give him five minutes and he's turned them into two little black and white blurs careening through the house on joyous panting, snorting fun-runs till they're bouncing off the walls and hyperventilating! And ever since he was a kid, he has reminded me so much of the "Pigpen" character in the "Peanuts" cartoons ... the untidy one who can raise a cloud of dust just walking through the room! He will sit in the recliner, watching his movies and making the dogs hysterical, and within an hour the end table next to the recliner is overflowing with HIS junk! And he never moved - all this stuff just somehow oozes from him - pretty soon there's an overflowing ash tray, two or three plates and silverware from stuff he's eaten, soft drink bottles, all the useless junk from his wallet and his pockets ... then he starts clipping his fingernails! I have no idea why he always does that when he comes here, but he does! [img]:rofl:[/img] [/QUOTE]
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