you’re supposed to say “damn straight! and don’t you forget it! oh and btw, go take out the fucking garbage!”
see how ready for a kid of my own I am?
bahah, kim sucks
i take such comments the same exact way. then i say, “and you’re the best *insert gender-based child-noun here* ever!” and then i try not to cry.
bahaha, wanna go get a drink?
hell ya!
You’re the best mom/XPotY/hottie in the world…
Smile. Nod. Mutter thanks and allow us all to get on with loving, adoring and secretly lusting after you.
*nods ‘n’ winks*
Timothy
And also? If Kim really sucked, would she be having a baby? Wha? I’m just asking ’cause I never got the whole sex talk…
WELL, timothy, people have it off sweetie. there you go.
That’s the way I’ve answered when my children told me that. That was before puberty set it. I’m not longer the best mum in the world. *sigh*
yes you should.
dammit, mini-rant: I had just bootstrapped myself out of a MOOD, was feeling great… and my mother calls about this opening at the credit union (she gave me an app months ago) and how I need to go right down there and talk to this person (who knows her) and calls me back and whispers, “it’s really important how you dress– I know you’d dress well anyway, shelley (she calls me shelley), but they said they don’t even look at qualified applicants if they aren’t dressed right.”
fucking GOD. I’m wearing new olive colored semi-army looking pants, casual, but nice, and a black tee. I know that’s not fucking good enough, but you know what? I don’t want a job where I can’t wear that. PLUS, I don’t want full time (which is what my mom wants for me) so I won’t get benefits (health insurance). so what’s the fucking point anyway??
and sure, any normal person could just say, no I’m not interested, right? I cannot. did I mention my mother got me into this house? fuck me. I am so fucking fucked. not in REAL life, I realize that… just in my fucked up Super-head.
when I say, ‘what’s the point…’ I mean of working somewhere semi-professional. I’d rather stock shelves at target, for fucksake.
and do I want to work somewhere that qualified applicants are dismissed out of hand because of how they look?? FUCK no…
oh fuckity…
that’s exactly what you should do!
rant away!
mom does the same shit to me. in different ways. bah. when I told my parents that I wouldn’t want a job where having my tattoos would keep me from getting the job, I wouldn’t want it, they rolled their eyes. the STILL think it’s a phase, wtf. so yeah, I think you’re doing the right thing by you. I understand it.
dear god mom’s all meet and plan to do this to all of us don’t they? Here, here’s a favour and I’m either going to act all put out for offering, make you feel like you aren’t good enough for (insert anything here, me, them, he, her, life whatever) or guilt you to death.
and one day will our daughters being saying the same of us… I fucking cringe at the thought.
cringe
*smile* You should come and work for me. On second thought you’d be over dressed. Never mind.
yeah, kids mean it (unless they’re older and sarcastic)
There’s a hard earned lesson.
It’s not easy to receive is it?
Steve
*rolling eyes*
when you have three kids, an ex fighting every step of the way, my god you did the right thing with the house. please PLEASE. not easy, damn right it was. but as I know and as you know there are always strings. because they can’t help themselves. they’re weak and they can give but they gotta keep holding on, or they feel we’ll just up and leave ‘em (because if it was all added up, they do deserve to be left, and deep down they know this). SO yeah.
and as far as james’s offer… bahaha. I think he’d like you fill out an application, if you know what I mean.
Wow, BabyMaker2004 is smart…who knew?
She’s right, too.
I once refused to even return an application I picked up from a dentist’s office, despite the killer pay and great benefits…they fucking asked your WEIGHT on the app! And how often you exercise, etc. Fuck them. I wouldn’t have returned that SOB if I was a 105 lb aerobics instructor.
why is it so hard for mom’s to take a comment? I have a hard time too. **sigh***
Beth
most sucky moms tend to be normal.
aw, L, you did fine!
Well, hell…wanna come answer phones for Danny Boy Plumbing? You can sit around in your jammies if you want! As for kid’s compliments…everytime I’d say something like that to my mom she’d immediately follow-up with “What d’you want?” With Josh-who hasn’t said that yet, but does hug me and tell me he loves me, I say “That’s really cool Lil’ Dude, cuz I love you too.” They mean it sincerely, everytime my mom answered me that way it made me sorry I’d said anything at all. Next time say “Thank You.” -M
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you’re supposed to say “damn straight! and don’t you forget it! oh and btw, go take out the fucking garbage!”
see how ready for a kid of my own I am?
bahah, kim sucks
i take such comments the same exact way. then i say, “and you’re the best *insert gender-based child-noun here* ever!” and then i try not to cry.
bahaha, wanna go get a drink?
hell ya!
You’re the best mom/XPotY/hottie in the world…
Smile. Nod. Mutter thanks and allow us all to get on with loving, adoring and secretly lusting after you.
*nods ‘n’ winks*
Timothy
And also? If Kim really sucked, would she be having a baby? Wha? I’m just asking ’cause I never got the whole sex talk…
WELL, timothy, people have it off sweetie. there you go.
That’s the way I’ve answered when my children told me that. That was before puberty set it. I’m not longer the best mum in the world. *sigh*
yes you should.
dammit, mini-rant: I had just bootstrapped myself out of a MOOD, was feeling great… and my mother calls about this opening at the credit union (she gave me an app months ago) and how I need to go right down there and talk to this person (who knows her) and calls me back and whispers, “it’s really important how you dress– I know you’d dress well anyway, shelley (she calls me shelley), but they said they don’t even look at qualified applicants if they aren’t dressed right.”
fucking GOD. I’m wearing new olive colored semi-army looking pants, casual, but nice, and a black tee. I know that’s not fucking good enough, but you know what? I don’t want a job where I can’t wear that. PLUS, I don’t want full time (which is what my mom wants for me) so I won’t get benefits (health insurance). so what’s the fucking point anyway??
and sure, any normal person could just say, no I’m not interested, right? I cannot. did I mention my mother got me into this house? fuck me. I am so fucking fucked. not in REAL life, I realize that… just in my fucked up Super-head.
when I say, ‘what’s the point…’ I mean of working somewhere semi-professional. I’d rather stock shelves at target, for fucksake.
and do I want to work somewhere that qualified applicants are dismissed out of hand because of how they look?? FUCK no…
oh fuckity…
that’s exactly what you should do!
rant away!
mom does the same shit to me. in different ways. bah. when I told my parents that I wouldn’t want a job where having my tattoos would keep me from getting the job, I wouldn’t want it, they rolled their eyes. the STILL think it’s a phase, wtf. so yeah, I think you’re doing the right thing by you. I understand it.
dear god mom’s all meet and plan to do this to all of us don’t they? Here, here’s a favour and I’m either going to act all put out for offering, make you feel like you aren’t good enough for (insert anything here, me, them, he, her, life whatever) or guilt you to death.
and one day will our daughters being saying the same of us… I fucking cringe at the thought.
cringe
*smile* You should come and work for me. On second thought you’d be over dressed. Never mind.
yeah, kids mean it (unless they’re older and sarcastic)
There’s a hard earned lesson.
It’s not easy to receive is it?
Steve
*rolling eyes*
when you have three kids, an ex fighting every step of the way, my god you did the right thing with the house. please PLEASE. not easy, damn right it was. but as I know and as you know there are always strings. because they can’t help themselves. they’re weak and they can give but they gotta keep holding on, or they feel we’ll just up and leave ‘em (because if it was all added up, they do deserve to be left, and deep down they know this). SO yeah.
and as far as james’s offer… bahaha. I think he’d like you fill out an application, if you know what I mean.
Wow, BabyMaker2004 is smart…who knew?
She’s right, too.
I once refused to even return an application I picked up from a dentist’s office, despite the killer pay and great benefits…they fucking asked your WEIGHT on the app! And how often you exercise, etc. Fuck them. I wouldn’t have returned that SOB if I was a 105 lb aerobics instructor.
why is it so hard for mom’s to take a comment? I have a hard time too. **sigh***
Beth
most sucky moms tend to be normal.
aw, L, you did fine!
Well, hell…wanna come answer phones for Danny Boy Plumbing? You can sit around in your jammies if you want!
As for kid’s compliments…everytime I’d say something like that to my mom she’d immediately follow-up with “What d’you want?”
With Josh-who hasn’t said that yet, but does hug me and tell me he loves me, I say “That’s really cool Lil’ Dude, cuz I love you too.” They mean it sincerely, everytime my mom answered me that way it made me sorry I’d said anything at all. Next time say “Thank You.”
-M