Comments on: What Does It Mean?

By: Eva

Eva — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 04:23:04 +0000

*falls over laughing*

This is how I write at my house! (Except for the being on the phone with Daddy part)

By: Laura

Laura — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 15:37:42 +0000

Don’t feel to bad – due an allergy to grass I have on numerous occasions thought the sting in my thigh while weeding was grass poking me when really I had sat on a bee.

By: JulieB

JulieB — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 02:25:40 +0000

Thanks!

By: Dee

Dee — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 01:46:56 +0000

Good God, woman! Where the hell do you live?

By: CrankyOtter

CrankyOtter — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 01:17:05 +0000

Good call. Tanning booth here I come.

By: CrankyOtter

CrankyOtter — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:57:02 +0000

Youth, nothin. My grandma got remarried at 85. Still remarried and delighted about it at 93. Overshares a bit too much about the joys of vitamin V. My near-teetotaller mom drunk dialed me one night after one such incident. “Can you believe your grandmother…” She was upset but ever since then I think grandma sex is kinda funny.

By: Micki

Micki — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:56:20 +0000

I’ve found Vitamin D helps with the funk, but not with the snark. Nor with kickstarting the internal censor who is supposed to jump in when one starts to snark. Only a few more days until Groundhog’s . . . then it’s either six weeks until winter is over, or a month and half, depending on whether it sees its shadow or not.

By: CrankyOtter

CrankyOtter — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:54:09 +0000

It makes it a jumping hamster…

By: CrankyOtter

CrankyOtter — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:52:33 +0000

Maybe instead of grounding, have some fidget burning task…
When my friend’s boy gets squirrely, she times him running around the house (time X), then says “now let’s see if you can do 5 laps in 5X or less”. If it was indoors, we’d use the microwave timer and he’d race to beat the clock. Or if he and the neighbor girl were getting up to something she’d have them “race from me to that tree 10 times and see who wins”. She’d count while they burned calories tumbling over each other. Still worked at age 8 to get him to burn off excess energy. Didn’t ever catch on that it was purely and only an energy burn. Worked great.

By: Micki

Micki — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:50:23 +0000

(-: My grandmother had six kids, too!

By: CrankyOtter

CrankyOtter — Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:48:48 +0000

Man, I wish my miserables were expressed as comedically as yours. I, and many people I know, have just been in a horrible, horrible funk for the last couple weeks. It’s getting to where I can see it (whereas before I was in it and unable) and can think “maybe I shouldn’t say this snarky thing” as I’m saying the snarky thing that doesn’t go over well AT ALL at work.

And I’m starting to get why my mom grounded us to the outside.

By: Lyn

Lyn — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 23:31:36 +0000

Sex. Well, sometimes you know how you come home after a hard day’s dodging work and you go straight for the Hagen Dazs Dasz Ben & Jerry’s? When what you really need is a glass of tea and/or a nap? Sometimes people have sex when what they need to do is to Have a Talk or Get some Exercise or Balance the Budget. Sex is more fun. Are your characters having fun? There should be laughing and thrashing. Something should slosh. Okay. That’s all.

By: PG

PG — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 23:28:59 +0000

There’s also Kindle apps for iTouch/iPhone and possibly other PDAs.

By: Lucy

Lucy — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 23:00:15 +0000

Fake. She’s called Fake Aunt Jenny, but the “fake” is more a joke now. The kids couldn’t love her more if she actually was my sister, and neither could I.

By: Kate George

Kate George — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 21:16:44 +0000

Thank you all for making me laugh through the flu, the wind, the rain, and the damn giganitc willow that I love is going to fall and take out the house.

Carry on. I’m counting on you!

By: Barbara

Barbara — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 19:49:15 +0000

Re what Slave Driver wrote about things that look like something and aren’t…I’ve had things I didn’t think were real and WERE: I thought it was a piece of string on the window blinds in my office. It was a small poisonous snake (the cops in my small town got rid of it and said so) and what I thought was maybe a bee sting turned out to be a black widow on me that bit me (oh, was I sick!). So now I believe it can be something bad BEFORE I go near it. I am very respectful of the small snake in the back yard that is supposed to NOT be the coral snake he looks like just in case.

By: Melissa Blue

Melissa Blue — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 19:31:26 +0000

Whenever there is a day like this in my house I call my mother and thank her for not smothering me in my sleep. My children together are tame in comparison and I would have totally had it coming.

Sidenote: A true mood killer is the child trying to read the sex scene over your shoulder.

By: Sure thing

Sure thing — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 19:14:08 +0000

If we ever start that Cherry BnB maybe we can make it part of the “Things to do in Ohio” guide that we’ll print up.

By: Sure thing

Sure thing — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 19:09:10 +0000

But you’re doing so well!
I especially like “unmasking”

By: Sure thing

Sure thing — Mon, 25 Jan 2010 19:06:12 +0000

My grandma had six daughters, yup, she was gettin’ some. Micki – go ahead with the cheap laugh. I laughed!