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I honestly don’t know where Max is right now - it seems like one day there’s equilibrium, and the next there isn’t. I admit, though, that for all my reading and researching and asking and observing, I have no clue what to do with this kid when he’s acting all out of sorts and my patience runs out.
Tuesday is a Good Day for Memes, Apparently
All right, not the most riveting stuff here today, but I could use a distraction,and I bet you can too.
So, my girl Balou sent this out and I thought I'd take a stab at it. Half-way through, I got extremely depressed when it became evident - undeniably evident - that I am a loser. Or maybe boring. Or both.
The Meme of Four that Exposes What a Loser I Am
A) Four Jobs I Have Had
Salesgirl at a uniform shop
Clothing inspector for a local manufacturer
Reporter for small local paper
B) Four Places I Have Lived
(so sad, huh?)
C) Four TV Shows I Like To Watch
How Do I Look?
D) Four Places I've Been On Vacation
Georgia (Smoky Mountains; or maybe it was Blue Ridge. I was on my honeymoon; I had other things on my mind, o.k.?)
(talk about exotic travels!)
Name 4 places you would like to go on vacation.
E) Four Favorite Foods
(I'm unsure if they mean cuisines or individual food items. I'm going with the latter.)
Gnocchi with Gorgonzola sauce
White rice, black beans, my mom's picadillo (ground beef cooked Creole style) & sweet plantains - all mushed up together.
F) Four Places I'd Rather Be Right Now
Curled up in bed, dead asleep
On a comfy lounge chair on the beach, enjoying the breeze and reading
Shopping in a bazaar in Turkey
A spa getting the full royal treatment
G) Four Friends I Think Will Respond
Don't think this really applies here, but feel free to repost and drop me the link in the comments section.
H) Four Places I Like To Shop
Loehmann's (which I just now discovered and am madly in love with; more on this later)
I) Four Things you cannot live without (not loved ones, obviously)
A notebook and pen (blue ink, please)
My Citre Shine Miracle Polisher and Shine Mist
And then Slouching Mom answered some questions about her man, which I found interesting and made me want to take my own stab at it.
All About "My Man"
1. Who is your man?
Benjamin P. Jewfeller, the poorest Jew in South Florida.
2. How long have you been together?
9 years, give or take a break-up or so.
3. How long did you date?
20 months when we got engaged; almost 3 years when we got married.
4. How old is your man?
5. Who eats more?
He snacks more than I do, but I think we both eat about the same.
6. Who said "I love you" first?
He did - I used to be too proud to say something like that first.
7. Who is taller?
He is - thankfully.
8. Who sings better?
Neither one of us can sing, but I think he'd probably fare better than me!
9. Who is smarter?
I am. Or rather, I am more full of useless information than he is. He is actually an incredibly intelligent man (or else there's no way I could last this long with him), especially when it comes to medicine and the sciences and all that shit that confuses my pretty little head.
10. Whose temper is worse?
Mine. He's a total jerk when he's pissed (actually, he sulks), but I have a pretty bad temper, complete with yelling and item-throwing.
11. Who does the laundry?
He does. It's part of his OCD, wherein laundry has to get done at least 4 times a week.
12. Who takes out the garbage?
He does. I empty out all the ones in the house, and he takes it all out to the huge bin I can barely lug around. Plus, I just don't like to.
13. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?
Laying on the bed, I do.
14. Who pays the bills?
I do. We started out with each one of us taking care of our own bills, but once we finally merged accounts, he did. Until my control-freak tendencies took over, and I decided to take this chore so I could be sure we were being responsible.
15. Who is better with the computer?
I think he is. I mean, if there's a problem, I just hand the laptop over to him and it gets fixed. But I think I'm better with teh Internets.
16. Who mows the lawn?
The nice older guy who comes by once a month. So, neither of us. Honestly, I don't think either one of us would enjoy this chore.
17. Who cooks dinner?
We both do, but in the last year he's cooked more. Since he has days off during the week, it's easy for him to get dinner together. And when he works and it's just Max and me, I really see no point in cooking a whole meal for myself (since Max will undoubtedly reject whatever food I make, and if not, will just eat off my plate).
18. Who drives when you are together?
He does, but he hates having me as a passenger. It's true, I can be annoying with my "slow down!" and "stop riding that car's ass!", but if he wasn't such an aggressive driver, there would be no need for me to be so annoying.
19. Who pays when you go out?
Since we share all our accounts, it doesn't really matter. But he usually pulls his card out and handles the bill.
20. Who is most stubborn?
Hard to say - we are both so incredibly stubborn. And so's our son, and quite possibly the dog. So we have a house full of stubborn, stubborn creatures. I think it's fair to say that when it's something one of us really, really wants, we each hold our ground quite firmly. The one who ultimately cares least about a particular thing usually caves and compromises.
21. Who is the first to admit when they are wrong?
He is. Because he's usually wrong. And also, it's hard for me to admit that I'm wrong.
22. Whose parents do you see the most?
Mine, but they live right up the street.
23. Who kissed who first?
He did, but I was totally sending him signals that he should.
24. Who asked who out?
He did, but he was trying soooo hard to be casual and nonchalant about it that it bordered on indifferent! I didn't even realize we were on a real date until the bill came and he paid.
25. Who proposed?
He did. I'm not that progressive.
26. Who is more sensitive?
He is. He'll disagree with me, but he is.
27. Who has more friends?
28. Who has more siblings?
29. Who wears the pants in the family?
I tend to "run" the house as far as being on top of things and making sure we have everything we need (you know, like toilet paper.). But I don't think that's the same as "wearing the pants" - I think we approach everything as a team and try to figure things out together.
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This is What's Wrong With Parents Today
Christ on a bike, I can't believe I've just read what I just read. Alex over at SOTP linked to a post from the parenting blog of one of the local newspapers, and the whole thing is just so utterly ridiculous and hypocritical that it's making my teeth ache.
Actually, the topic is teeth! Please be so kind and go read the post (it's not long), but basically, this mom rips her son a new one because he wants braces. She tries to make some connection between braces and spoiled American brats, calling her son and his friends brats for all having/wanting braces, and that this is all because we live in a plastic, vain society (I won't argue that point!)
Whatever she feels about braces is her problem. What really got me is that she does not believe her son needs braces, yet she is going to get them for him anyway. Because all his friends have them. Her logic defies logic. A whole rant about spoiled American brats, about how wanting braces when you don't need them is "odd, wasteful and vain" - yet she is going to get the braces anyway. (And she apparently went through the same thing with a cell phone).
In my book, that's hypocrisy. Or maybe it's having messed-up values. Or both.
And as someone who desperately needed braces but didn't know it, much less ask for it; and as someone who's parents were poor exiles - yet they managed to sacrifice so their daughter (or daughters, since one of my sisters also had braces) could have healthy, decent teeth - I kinda find her words and tone offensive.
I'm normally not one to single someone out this way, but man, this shit just really got to me. Un-freakin'-believable.