There's a woodpecker pecking on my roof. It vibrates the whole house.
Chloe 8/2010 Oliver 7/2012
At the beach life is different. Time doesn't move hour to hour, but mood to moment.
We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun.
I'm irritated by myself. I was so spaced out on my way to work that I forgot to stop somewhere to pick up something for breakfast -by the time I realized it I had passed everything and it was too late to turn back. I'm starving and a tuna sandwich that I brought for lunch does not seem very appetizing for breakfast!
I am irritated by the cafeteria lady - she was squeezing dressing into little bowls and after standing in front of her for a few minutes waiting to be noticed, I said 'excuse me, I would like to get a veggie omelet' and she made this huge sighing sound, looked up briefly to roll her eyes at me and just continued to ignored me. I am further irritated that I just said never mind and had a roll of lifesavers for breakfast...I should have either stood there and waited or asked to speak to her supervisor.
A&K 05.18.02
Baby Girl 09.06.05... Angel Baby Oct 2007... Baby Girl 10.21.08
Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle
On our local news station's FB page, two women have been chasing and harassing each other all day, It's insane, I can't even read a thread without these two going at it. They are starting new threads to harass each other, their DH's jumping in and then deleting and doing it again. It's ridiculous!
Overly competitive and braggy parents. "oh, your ds is just now doing that? MY son has been speaking in full paragraphs since 9 months old!" :eyeroll:
I prefer the more subtle ones: "Oh I'm so glad your son FINALLY did (insert whatever)! You must have been so worried by now! Well better late than never!"
Last edited by dragonfly_71; 04-16-2012 at 05:09 PM.
I know we all enjoy a good MIL story, and truthfully I love my MIL and get along great with her, but she brought SIL along on this visit so tensions are a bit high. Also, one issue I have with her is that she does not tell me what she does or does not want to do, just goes along with everything I say and then stews about whatever she doesn't like even when I've given her numerous opportunities to tell me what she really wants. The major thing is babysitting, I have a regular sitter two days a week when I have class, but I cancel her when MIL comes to visit since MIL doesn't drive so even if the sitter comes MIL can't go anywhere without me home to drive her and I'm not going to pay a sitter to be there when MIL is home too. Despite this, I have repeatedly told her that I can call the sitter if she (MIL) has something else she wants to do, and of course MIL always declines since she can't do anything anyway.
So, the story from today: I went to my evening class and DH was home with MIL, SIL, and the kids. MIL and SIL both smoke and have been smoking up a storm outside on my deck and cramming their cigarette butts into an empty flower pot as an ashtray. Well, DH called to tell me that he was sitting inside and noticed the flower pot/ashtray on fire, with MIL and SIL oblivious. So DH yells to MIL to please watch the baby so he can put the fire out, and MIL responded that "I didn't come here to spend my entire vacation babysitting!"
Props to DH for putting the fire out and then putting the baby in the stroller and taking him for a long walk rather than rising to MIL's bait and getting into a fight. Hmm, do you think that MIL really wants me to call the sitter ? No way I'm calling her now though, I can't stand this passive aggressive crap when I've point-blank told her that she doesn't have to babysit and she repeatedly tells me it's no problem. Plus I can barely afford the grocery bill with the extra houseguests so the money I'm saving on babysitting is well needed.
Wow, Katie! I would have a nasty remark back in that scenario. Especially, since something was on fire. Kudos to your DH for biting his tongue. Sometimes, it's best to not say anything.
I'm upstairs nursing DD and all I can hear downstairs are my boys literally running laps! Ugh! Where do they get all this energy?! It mostly irritates me that I can't discipline them for running through the house bc I'm nursing.