I think he may confess "at the 11th hour". He is such a wuss, I hate him.
Posted By: B&B fan on 2007-05-17
In Reply to: So, you think...sm - B&B fan too
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My DH made an 11th hour decision for a vasectomy.
I was scheduled for a tubal, had all of my preop workup done, met with the anesthesiologist, etc. At 10:30 p.m. the night before my surgery, my husband told me that he'd rather have a vasectomy done than have me go through the surgery. So quite literally, at 11:00 p.m. I called my GYN to cancel the surgery. Since I was the first surgery of the next day, he laughed and thanked us for letting him sleep in a little longer. It's been more than 10 years, and at every checkup, the GYN and I still laugh about that.
My hubby has had no problems. He had the procedure done in the office, and we actually went to a function that evening and danced a few slow dances together. When any of his friends whine about how they wouldn't have a vasectomy done, my hubby berates them and calls them big babies.
at their age, they know what "at work" means, and-
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Daughter's 11th birthday party
My daughter's b-day is in September and I'd appreciate any suggestions for a party. She's at the age where I don't want it to be too babyish, yet don't want it too mature. Want to have it at our home too. We have a pool but don't want to plan anything around that in case the weather is not cooperating. Thanks!
Started my cycle a month before my 11th birthday.
I'm now 47 and still having regular cycles. My mom and grandmother had similar histories. Ten years old is still within the norm.
Back in the day, when I first started, feminine hygiene products were pretty limited. We had pads and belts and the old Tampax that looked like cotton lollipops on sticks. Everything was awful! I had a kit that was given to us at the 5th grade "girl talk". My mom just went and bought me more giant, thick pads. Awful things! By 6th grade, on my own, I decided to buy and use tampons, and I've done so ever since.
Sit down with your daughter and have a candid talk. It's ok to tell her that you feel uncomfortable and know that she does, too, but you'll both get through it. Years from now, she will appreciate that you helped her! (My mom was a total mess with me, and she still gets embarrassed at the mere mention of anything female.) There are a lot of products sized for younger girls, and you should show them to her and talk about them with her. She's probably young for tampons, but tell her about them, too. At some point in the future, depending on her maturity and how comfortable she is, she can try those. As I said, I used them from 6th grade on. The only time I've used pads since was right after I gave birth. I think tampons are one of the greatest inventions of all time!
Be patient. Be honest. You'll do fine.
I confess....
that I let myself get disappointed because a guy I liked didn't call. :( Stupi*d boy.
I confess...............
that I still dont like my job :)
I confess
There is mildew growing in my shower.
I am so ashamed.
I confess....
that I really do not like my mother, due to too many years of abuse and playing favorites with my older sister. I have not forgiven her yet...nearly 60.
I confess I was in
yesterday and felt oddly over dressed to be shopping at Walmart at lunch.
I confess...
That my sole entertainment is the fighting on the company board. Think I need to get out more......
I confess x4
I confess I'm on this board right now because I'm at work when I should be on vacation (read burnout)...I really need to take some time off but used up all my PTO time to cover for lost wages from power outtages in this hellhole of a state.
I confess I don't wanna be on call anymore but I keep doing it for the extra dollars, but it doesn't seem worth it to not be able to ever leave home.
I confess I'm a workaholic and it's kinda pissin' me off right now.
I confess I really like popping zits/ingrown hairs...you should see the ones my pig gets! Friggin' awesome amounts of pus. Gross, but you asked for a confession...or two.
I confess
I sunbathe regularly without any SPF screening lotion at all and I don't care what they say about it being harmful.
I confess
That I have read all these confessions and relate to every last one of them.
I confess x3
I blow off work just to enjoy time by myself while my husband is at work.
I want to punch him in the face nearly everyday for lying to me about wanting kids when he really doesn't and letting me believe different for over 2 years.
I can relate to almost every post here.
I confess
I sunbathe nude in my backyard
I confess
That even though I only work 3 or 4 hours a day, I don't even want to do that. I wish I didn't have to work at all.
I confess.
Truly the worst of all here because this one is serious. In order to have control over some of my own money and pay secret credit cards, I work an extra account that my husband doesn't know about.
I confess
Well, I used to sunbathe in the nude until I had kids, now can't. I do sunbathe with no SPF, though. Hopefully will never have skin cancer-just want to be tanned. Have gained about 30 pounds since I started this job 3 years ago and my b*tt has gotten way bigger so I can at least be tanned, right?
I confess . . .
When walking, I don't always pick up after my dog if there is no one to see me.
I never wear sunscreen, and I go to the beach in the afternoon when I should be working.
I confess...
that I was a not so great mom to my 2 girls, who are 25 and 30 now, when they were younger...I wish I could make it up to them.
I confess
oh boy can I be critical of others.
but a fun confession is I absolutely LOVE to listen to Christmas music all year ;-)
I confess
I do live close enough to the beach to go there anytime and have not gone in 10 years. That is just sad.
I confess...
I am addicted to Nicorette gum and I haven't even TRIED in the slightest to get off it. I admit to the mentality of, "I can have at least ONE vice..."
I have a short fuse even though it's longer than it was when I was young.
I spend too much time/energy on work and not enough with offspring.
I BLAME.
I confess
Sometimes I just HATE my husband. In the quiet of the evening when we are having dinner, I look at him with loathe - ugh! Just thinking about his infidelities, I picture him have some unfortunate accident. Isn't that awful? But oh, does it release some anger.
I confess...
For 13 years (most of my kids' lives) I have let my disabled husband's needs come first - over the kids' and my own. The kids had the basics taken care of, of course, we all just understood that DH came first. Now, more and more often lately, I hate DH for it. I always hate myself for it.
I confess
I have a mild case of OCD, so I have problems finishing what I started. I think I would prefer to sleep the days away.
I confess...again
 That I keep looking back here to this thread in particular to see if there's anyone freakier than me!
I confess
after a long day I love to have a glass of wine . . . or 3. :)
I confess...sm
I married my boyfriend in Vegas two weeks ago and we haven't told anyone about it. My dad would have a heart attack!
I confess...
I want to "sell" my young-adult son on ebay for free.
I confess
The next to last husband I had, NEVER told my father and the relationship/marriage lasted over 20+ years. He would have had a heart attack also, never told, never knew.
I confess also that after remarrying and moving to another home, never told him I moved and for a few months did not even give him the new telephone number.
I confess . .
I am tired of being the "responsible one", who has to have the good job and the benefits to pay the mortgage and feed the kids, so DH can "follow his dream", pursuing various career opportunities while getting us deeper and deeper in debt. It's like trying to shovel the sidewalk when it's still snowing.
Back to work now. Sigh.
I confess...
In confess that I love my job and am happy with the pay but I feel some weird need to work a 2nd job, lol.
I confess that when I read how miserable most are, I feel like withdrawing because I don't feel that way and it seems inappropriate to talk about it in front of others.
I confess that I wish I could make my kids more responsible with money (cause it's gonna hurt them a lot more than it is me in the long run, lol)!
I confess that I'm not upset about offshoring this workload any longer. I've had some unusual insight into many things that have truly changed my opinion. This is a 180-degree turnabout for me.
I confess that I love my family - my parents, siblings and all and I couldn't live a day without them and it makes me, again, not want to share with others because everyone gets so upset when someone else is happy. I confess I feel sad for everyone who is that way. :(
I confess
62 is not old to be working, still working at 64 and hope to continue. I confess I want to have my money to spend on what I want when I want and do.
I confess
I must be the ONLY female on the planet who does not find George Clooney attractive AT ALL!! In fact, I confess that I find his appearance somewhat creepy even.
I confess that I...
agree with you about George Clooney! Brad Pitt is not all that attractive either!
I confess
I've always wanted to be a Dominatrix...you know, complete with naughty-teacher outfit, a whip and a paddle saying, "You've been a naughty, naughty boy."
I confess
I confess that I feel unworthy of being loved because my parents, especially my father, never told me they loved me growing up, and I am now an adult. Sad.
I confess that
Brad Pitt and Tom Cruise gross me out. It is mainly how they act. I use to think they were good looking but not any more they are kind of whacko!
I confess...
I confess that my entire life up until I was about 23-24, I hated myself because my father died. When I was two years old, my parents were involved in a motor vehicle accident, and they both were killed, my mother instantly, my father lived six weeks. I had always been told that he was doing well until he learned that my mother and sister had not survived the wreck. I always felt that if he had loved me, that I would have been enough to pull him through and so his dying must have meant that I was unworthy of love, even from myself.
Finally one day I had an epiphany - I realized that his dying had nothing to do with me, and everything to do with him and circumstances beyond anyone's control. I realized that if he did not love me, which I will never know for certain if he did or not, I was NOT at fault. There was a deficiency in him, not in me. For goodness' sake, I was only a two year old baby!
Me, please don't ever feel like you are unworthy of love because of the way your parents act/acted. If your parents never said they loved you, it was probably because of something that happened to them in the way they were raised, not necessarily that they didn't feel love for you. In any event, it is not something you can control and by golly, it is not something you are responsible for.
Everyone is worthy of love. Love is, after all, what makes the world go round.
HC.
I confess.....
I have not worn panties for years, since 1984 when I was free- none under pants, skirt, shorts, none. Just know how to sit and cross my legs if need be. Had a hysterectomy and never had to pull at that darn rubber around my legs anymore. I LOVE IT.
should I confess? (sm)
Terrible problems with my husband for years with him cheating, not allowing me enough money for my children's and my needs but buying anything and everything he wants, boats, vehicles, etc. We are talking about divorce and it is getting ugly. He is now asking me for the balances I owe on all my credit cards. I owe a good bit on one - I have been using it for years to help with bills that i am responsible for and things the kids need. He is going to hit the roof when he finds out how much I owe. Meanwhile, he has opened credit cards in my name without my knowledge and has used them to pay off other higher interest cards and whatnot. I am scared to tell him but I have been trying to get closer to God and I feel like I should tell him the truth. I am just scared of the repurcussions. If we get a divorce, he will NOT be nice especially if he knows I have this debt without his knowlege.
ROFL! I confess, its still me too...
I can't help it. I hate when I am just about to do it and then who ever is nagging me mentions it again. NOW I have to wait a respectable period of time until it becomes MY idea once more, and if the nagger keeps nagging this can go on for quite some time, heh
I confess even the prospect
doesn't motivate me as much as it should.
Awright, I confess
that I keep putting on that thong my husband got me and looking at my butt in the mirror hoping that one day it will look okay enough to actually wear it for him. LOL
No he doesn't confess anything to me (sm)
I found out he opened credit cards in my name because the company called me wondering why I hadn't paid in two months and I had never opened a card with them. I found out about him cheating by calling someone he was supposed to be with for the weekend and the guy was home and did not know what I was talking about.
and I have to confess, I am a little bit jealous of them.
I think it would be so much easier to live with a woman than a man. No more History Channel or freakin Dirty Jobs!
For an hour after OP, it was no where.
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Your foot is not going to fall off. Now I confess I did not
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If you think that one little hour or less of planning
These teachers don't get anything done on their planning period, because they're too busy calling parents who won't respond, trying to actually FIND a parent, talking to a student who is obviously having problems at home which is affecting their performance at school. They don't get paid to be a mentor, surrogate mom, social worker, assistance program, etc., but most good teachers do this becaue they genuinely care for their kids. That "planning period" is a joke!
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