This reminds me of a lady I knew growing up...
Posted By: sm on 2009-06-22
In Reply to: Family - sm
She would eat almost the entire plate of food, and then find "something" in it and say she's not paying for it... the "something" happened to always be in the last bite...
It's called cheapskate not quirky... 
As far as putting breadsticks in my purse, I'd imagine the butter would go everywhere. Why not ask for a take out package instead?
Sugar packets - that's going a bit far......
I also knew of a man who would break off celery in the grocery store, throw it in the bottom of the cart, and then leave the store - he didn't want to pay for the entire thing and only needed one stalk or so... again, cheapskate.... the bad part about that is he handled it, put it back on the shelf, and someone is getting ripped off who buys that stalk...
Which reminds me, always pick from the back and bottom; that's the freshest produce!
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I can remember growing up that my
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When I was growing up we had 3 channels but guess what?
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I was so glad when mine growing up that
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what I did growing up really is none of my kids' business.
Here and there I've volunteered information and shared stories that actually do lend validity to my opinions and the rules I have set for my kids. But I have to tell you that I was really a pretty good kid. I have maybe only one or two regrets, but I haven't shared those with my kids. And if they asked me about them, I'd lie and say nope, never did that.
All of this makes me think how lucky I was growing up.
My father was a wonderful man. He loved women. And by that I mean that he had the greatest respect for women. I was his only daughter, and I can't count how many times he told me that women were generally smarter, more capable and able to handle more than men. He was full of admiration for the women in his life. Long before Tom Cruise and "Jerry Maguire", my father used to say, "Men and women complete each other."
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If the risks of bleeding or infection are higher with circumcision as an adult, then for heaven's sake, don't do it then, either! Unless, obviously, there is a surgical indication for it.
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We were told a lot of things growing up
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I was bullied in school growing up
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I yelled at daughter when she was growing up. I'm not
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What do you think of that lash growing medication?
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Not unusual at all - my DH had one growing up and still talks about how smart it was! (nm)
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My husband growing up lived on a farm where
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There are times I would love to stop the growing process
but I look at that as denying my children the incredible happiesses I have experienced, such as college, marriage, children, etc. and that makes it a bit easier.
Any avid gardners with advice on growing great cantaloupes? sm
I seem to be able to grow everything but these. It seems something always gets them about 2 weeks before they are ready to harvest. I live in mid AL. What can I do to successfully grow one of these wonderful, yummy things?
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she used this for anything but I never knew was good for that. You can use this for sores in your mouth as well as sores on your knee. I have some so now will try for these chapped lips. Thanks, should have known.
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Reminds me of this one....lol
"CHEATING" by Sara Evans
You say your every day is a bad dream that keeps repeating.
Maybe you should have thought about that when you were cheating.
How do you like that furnished room, the bed, the chair, the table
The TV picture comes and goes, too bad you don't have cable
How do you like that paper plate and those pork 'n' beans you are eating.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
How do you like that beat up car, I think its fair we traded
Your pickup truck is running fine, it's cozy ride for dating.
Yes, I've been out a time or two, and found the comfort I've been needing.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
You made your bed, and your out of mine, you lie awake and I sleep just fine.
You've done your sowin', now you can do the reaping.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
Now what became of what's-her-name, after she spent all of your money and had all your time. Did she leave you just like you left me, well, sometimes life is funny.
But no, I won't be glad to take you back, as if all is fine and dandy.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
Reminds me ....
My son and I were singing along with Elton John's song - Tiny Dancer - to which he asks me who is singing. Then he wanted to know why Elton was singing about Tony Danza!
Hold me closer Tony Danza............. I laughed till I cried!
OMG, that reminds me
of my most embarrassing confession- I LOVE popping zits/blackheads (but only my own). The more gunk that comes out the better. When I get a really good one I will spend 20 minutes searching to try to find another one. I know it sounds totally gross but it is so strangely satisfying.
reminds me of me when I was little!
LOL
That reminds me of my DH! . .
We have a small hobby farm and he works on it before/after work and on weekends. He would hate life if all he did was work and come home. I hate it when it is rainy or the weather is bad because he just sits in the house and complains about how there isn't anything to do (like a little kid!). Sometimes it makes me feel like he hates to spend time with me, but I figure he is just happiest taking care of his tractor and animals and whatever else he does out there. It must be a guy thing. He always says he needs to get a hobby that doesn't involve work. I have been trying to get involved with the farming stuff, so I can do things outside with him. He said he will help build me a chicken house so I can get some chickens this spring. He said he will help me get the garden going too. I guess I just need to meet him halfway and be more involved. Good luck to you!
this reminds me of what I went through
in the 80's with 4. One teacher kept sending me a note that Rob needed a box of Kleenex and I fussed at him, "how much Kleenex are you using?". He had said so far. I called the teacher and said I was going to send the same roll of toilet paper we were having to use at home. She told me it was for the kids whose parents did not have money for these things and I told her, "guess what, I am one of those parents. I'm a widow with 4 kids". I never got asked for anything again. I thought I would choke on school supplies and extras the teachers liked such as Weekly Reader (in Texas, all school books are free, but that does not include Weekly Reader). There was the added pressure of each class getting a pizza party for 100% compliance. I wonder what they are going to do now with all the health food concerns, LOL.
Ugh. Reminds me of (sm)
I remember dating this very handsome eligible batchelor when I was in my early 20s. He had his own apartment and a good job. He proudly told me about the fancy set of pots and pans he'd bought, so that was one thing he'd already have when he got married. I don't even care about cooking, but I didn't like the idea of the male picking out stuff for his future wife. I'm sure he made somebody a great husband, but it's funny how that conversation set off alarm bells for me.
My husband also bought a car without talking to me about it while we were engaged, and I was quite shocked. It did say something about his attitude about money and purchases, and I should have listened to those warning bells too.
LOL - that reminds me of the other day when
my 7 year old son came home from school. He asked me did I know that kids used to not speak unless spoken too. I told him what a wonderful concept that was that we've lost over the years. He just looked at me horrified. His expression was priceless! :)
This reminds me of....
the many conversations I would find myself having inside my head right BEFORE I was able to make my decisive move. Pardon me for saying, but this looks like projection on your part, especially the part that has to do with your concrete conviction that she wants to stay. It is apparent that she does not, only that she is trying to find her way out. Your rhetoric has a sense of panic and desperation about it that I believe has very little to do with anon, but rather are vestiges of your own past experience with this. In fact, it sounds like you have PTSD that has been triggered. If you want to be helpful, take a deep breath, count to 10 and try dialing it back a bit.
That reminds me of when my
grandfather died. We took my then 8-year-old to the viewing and after everyone had gone through and the family was allowed some private time, he asked if he could go up to say his goodbyes (we had explained the funeral process to him beforehand).
Well, he went up beside my grandma (she was just mentally and physically exhausted from the months caring for him leading up to his death and the funeral arrangements), and my 8-year-old, having never been to a funeral before, asked if he could touch Pap. Grandma said it was okay and he touched his hand first and told grandma it was cold and he needed covered up. I thought my grandma would lose it at that point and had gone up to bring my son back to sit down. Well, she told him it was okay to touch him and say good bye. So he went up and patted his head. He had never touched my Pap's head before and I guess he was curious. My Pap was not very affectionate -- ex-Marine, retired corrections officer -- you get the picutre. I guess my son thought this was his chance, and so he just kept patting his head like a dog. About that point, my gram lost it and said to my 8-year-old, if you don't stop playing with your Pap's head, he's going to jump up out of that coffin after you. My 8-year-old's eyes got as big as golf balls and he came back quick to his seat. My gram couldn't help laughing. She said it was the funniest thing and it never occurred to her that he would actually believe that his Pap could get out of that coffin. Now, when anyone brings up my Pap's passing, my gram tells that story and can't help laughing. It was a much needed way to break the tension my gram was experiencing.
This reminds me
Anyone know how to get rid of blackheads? I have always had very dry skin, so I try not to overwash; but the last few years I have gotten so many blackheads!! I guess I must be more oily on the nose and cheek bones than I realize.
I don't think it helps when using sunscreen (even though they say they don't cause them).
That reminds me...
Years ago, I typed for a hospital who had a GYN resident who refused to participate in abortions. The attending respected her wishes, but she still had to dictate them, even though she had to make note in every procedure that she was not present.
I had to admire her for sticking to her guns, but it didn't get her out of the paperwork!
Reminds me of my grandmother.
She enjoyed green olives. She said if you go to Spain, they sold them from carts on the street, and she would get them and eat them by the handful.
My additions would be certain kinds of ice cream and chocolate. I do enjoy the sour gummy candy much too much. I bet it's at least as bad for your teeth as cola drinks, so I try not to buy that stuff. Can't stop if I have Milk Duds, either.
She kind of reminds me of
That african/american girl on New Adventures of Old Christine only heavier. I thought it was her at first. I bet if you look up on Soap City you'll find out.
Kinda reminds me of...
Dog the Bounty Hunter, with less cursing and more humor! No joke, first few times I watched Dog I was going "oh my gosh, Stephanie Plum!!" Books are getting so expensive these days I hesitate to buy anything new anymore, but by golly, I'll buy ANYTHING by Janet Evanovich, especially the Stephanie Plum series. I recommend them to anyone I meet who likes to read.
So...who is pulling for Ranger and who is pulling for Morelli? Joe's cool and all but I tell ya - Ranger has it going on! I really, really, really wanna see Stephanie hook up with him. I just have the feeling that Morelli is gonna cheat on her...just a matter of time. What do you all think?
Reminds me of a neighbor
I called the school system on a child who was not attending school (I would see him lots of days in his yard during school time). When the authorities came out the mother tried to tell them she was homeschooling the child. Good thing her word was not taken- this woman can hardly read and is basically right on the fringe of incompetency herself. I think some kind of system ought to be in place to teach children- I personally do not think I have the knowledge to give my own child what they would need. Read on this site where mothers homeschooling and working an 8 hour day? How in the world are they doing that. I think the kids will probably suffer in the longrun.
That reminds me of what you do when you see a jellyfish (sm)
Don't touch the testicles!!!!
Reminds me a lot of MTing when you get a new job
They make promises; you totally believe them (not you, probably more me), and then you find out they count lines strangely and you don't know the formula, the DD is not in the bank when it should be, your health insurance rates change or you were never enrolled when you should be, etc. We especially in this business should be gunshy of any concrete promises from any money-giving source (except maybe our mom) that it won't necessarily be when or what we expect it. I was burned because ours was supposed to be in last week, I spent my child support for my son on clothes for him for the summer, etc. and then we had nothing left. Uggg. I was sure we'd get the DD. My husband has been on the bank site every day waiting. Isn't this sad? That we are depending on this stimulus? That's because there are no raises for cost of living, costs of gas went up, cost of bread, milk. We can't even eat out anymore, and had promised the children we'd eat out last weekend, guess we won't this weekend either. And, when the money does come, bet it will have to go to bills. I just hope we get at least one night at a hotel at the beach from it; that's all I expect anymore, used to be week long cruises in the good old days of MTing. Remember then? Good luck to everyone on the stimulus, hope you get it soon! MTmom.
Reminds me of the cartoon I got
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reminds me of what my mother did -
One night they called her and she was just reading a book, so she answered the phone, the guy started talking, and mom began to talk back. She told him how lonely she was and how glad she was that his company called her 2-3 times a day because she enjoyed the conversation. She talked to him about the weather, the economy, her job and the fact that she was thinking about retiring, she talked to him abuot what was on TV, she talked to him about where he lived, just anything she could talk about. He kept trying to hang up on her, but she just kept talking until she had had him on the phone for almost an hour. That particular number has not shown up on her caller ID again!
But it reminds me how pathetic
it is that the masses don't seem to find as much value in someone who doesn't look just so and that they place such value on a talent such as singing. - First she is just some homely woman they want to laugh at, and then suddenly she is awesome! That disgusts me.
Reminds me of a GYN report I typed
was in her 80's and thought she was reaching for the KY jelly on her nightstand, but grabbed body wash instead while she was making whoopee. Poor thing had a terrible infection, hence her visit to the GYN. I still have to commend her for having you know what, plus KY jelly! Woohooooo! What a night, she must of had! Boy, did she pay for it in the end.
Reminds me of the work at my home
I was on the back and asked person inside to catch the front door as I was busy. They had just started building home next door, had not even poured the foundation and was asking for some water. I said no, the store just up the street and being as husband was in the contracting business, I knew he usually took his help big water containers with them. In a short while at front of house, blinds drawn but noticed movement outside the window and they had the water on outside and stealing my water- I called the police. Really ticked me off.
Slightly off the subject but this reminds me
of the headlines about the poor woman laying on the ER floor in California vomiting blood and dying and not having anyone pay any attention to her! How disgusting is that!!!!
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