Soon, Sundae. Real job. Income. Deposit. Rent. Own place. Couple of months. Soon, really.

I second this. Girl, when you come out on the other side completely you are going to feel so good.

And you are more than 'sorted out'...you are YOU. What the heck more could any of us ask for (except the gross people, they don't count.) :lol:

Hang in there. You are loved.

Yeah, sorry for the bitching, people.
I was venting.

I can see the other side.
I told her earlier that she doesn't need to have a reason to take a night "off" and I'll feed him any time, and she really seemed to take that onboard and appreciate it.

Why are you sorry? :(

Stop that.

Venting is good. No, really. It is.

My hp laptop won't turn on, my desk top is being crazy and the only webpage that will load right now is the cellar.

So I guess it isn't all bad

Convincing the cellar that I exist

Hebe trying to choose her high school. She needs to choose the new school, not the one she's zoned for. But it's hard to break away from the "prescribed path". She's done all the research and investigation she can. She has to turn in the acceptance by Friday, I thought it would be better to push the decision tonight so then it's a done deal, but she won't/can't/went to bed in tears :(

Yesterday and earlier today, it became apparent that in order to pursue her passion for languages, she needs to drop orchestra -which we'd always assumed was a given. Now the decision is made, it's so obviously the right one in hindsight and she's much happier about her course choices. i was hoping for the same thing for her school choices.

It's such a scary prospect for most kids going into high school, especially if they're not going to the same school as all their friends.

I hope she can come up with a decision she feels good about.

My boys didn't have a choice of high schools. They just get to go to the local one. Not a hard decision for us. lol

right. there are two schools that have a lottery to get into here. she got into one. The brand spanking new one with awesome facities and a slightly more open program and young and/or enthusiastic teachers who were headhunted....... If you don't apply or don't get in, you go to the one you're zoned for, I think she was hoping to miss both so no decision. It's mostly hard for her because (a) she finally found a group of friends she really clicks with (through swim team). they will be going to the local school. but doing different classes. (b) because she knows more of the swimteam at the zoned school and it's the school we had mentally prepared for.

The peer group are very important to teenagers and tweens. I know my boys have trouble with some decisions because of that, but in the end they're usually happy either way. Sometimes meeting a new group of peers can be pretty good, but yeah, scary.

The local high school for my boys was full of new kids. Especially Aden as he hadn't been to the primary school down here.

this is three kids out of thousands and she'll still see them at non-school swim team. She's in a different school to them now. Friends are cool, but not the best basis for a high-school education decision. My best friend from high school and the only one I'm still regularly in touch with -who came to visit me in the US- was my "arch-enemy" in elementary school.

But it's still hard.

....and this group of peers is a group of "misfits" -bright confident young people who won't let their academic prowess put them in the corner but are also nerdy geeks uninterested in fashion and Bieber and are not afraid to blaze their own trail. :lol:

But it's still hard

Naa TOO Easy !!

I vote for the shiney new school

yeah, beest and I do too. But we really want her to choose it rather than us forcing her into it. But I suspect we will railroad her if she makes the wrong choice. We just don't want it to be that way. It needs to come from her.

If she rejects shiny new school, she can't change he mind and go there. If she hates shiny new school, she can ditch it and go to zoned school. She's adamant that she'll hate changing more than being in the wrong school.....

13y-olds. Who'd have 'em? What a horrible point in their life to inflict their first major life decision. it's like Jekyl and Hyde on Speed.

No offence Zippy, but you wouldn't be the first person I'd turn to for advice about choosing a school. ;)

I think you're right, though.

I totally trust zippy's judgment and we've all met him ...and he's Hebe's hero because he cooks great steaks...wait, we could be onto something here......

If I was choosing a shotgun, a ride on mower, or an industrial scale, heck yeah I'd ask him. For choosing a school I'd find someone who can spell, and maybe has a postgraduate degree, like Monster or Beast.

On the other hand, if his advice could push Hebe in what is obviously the right direction, use it.

That hard fall on the ice I took a while back appears to have wrecked my back.... go me!

Sometimes you shouldn't judge a book by the cover, ZG. Zippy's smarter than the average bear. He just doesn't waste brainpower on spelling. ;)

Decision made, daughter still not happy. Hoping that will change as she gets used to the idea. Shiny new high school here we come and we didn't really have to railroad her although I'm sure she feels that way right now...

@ Griff: I was just reading in TIME about chronic pain...a large percentage from back problems. I hope you heal. It can take just one incident to vastly change our lives. I have faith that you will feel better soon. :)

@ monster: your daughter, making these kinds of decisions, will benefit so much later in life as far as problem-solving. It has to be so hard to see her conflicted, but damn good parenting on your part. You and beest are raising an independent young lady. Good on you.

That sucks Griff. I can see something like that happening to me, and it worries me. I've been wondering lately if I should do pilates or something to strengthen my core. Preventive exercises, you know?

Yow. Are you getting PT? Is it fixable? Yes, glatt, definitely do core strength exercises. My back is bothering me again and I know it's because I've been neglecting the exercises. Even if you do knacker your back with some accident -like falling on the ice, having core strength will help your recovery. I have experience of this from the wrong side of core strength.

sorry to hear that, bro. Rest, ice, more ice, some movies, more ice, some nsaids, some rest, and have Pete stroke your head saying "Poor little bunny"

If it keeps up you'll have to read John Sarno's book about back pain.

Mr. Clod's employer just started offering a yoga class once a week at the office, from 5PM to 6PM. I badgered him into doing it, but he said he was going to drop out unless there was at least one other male in the group. Turned out on the first day that it was 75% guys. I think most middle-aged men realize it's important, but don't have a good environment to do it in. But seriously, what can it cost to bring in a yoga instructor for an hour? $50? A great investment from the employer's standpoint.

Yoga is the bomb. I went to my first post surgery class the other day. It is f ing great

I'm assuming this is a minor thing as it is incrementally better than it was. I'm applying heat right now and will do my stretches then ice and ibuprophen and off to bed. I'm planning to give it major rest this weekend... maybe I'll see the doc about pt if it is still kicking my ass next week. My pt friend said something about camel toe yoga maybe I'll google that. ;)

Maybe it's PMS, but I'm feeling a bit pissed off that I have to wash dishes, wipe the kitchen counters, and mop the kitchen floor everyday. :mad:

i know what you mean and feel your pain. i cook and clean here too.

Me too. Well, not everyday. Probably should though.

Does anyone get pissed off with you if don't do this though?

Only me.

Which just makes it worse, I think. :(

You've got to be gentle with yourself, since the world surely won't.

I am pissed because I have to do it at other people's houses and then come home and do it at mine.

When I worked in the restaurant world I often wondered if the dishwasher ate off paper plates at home or if he washed the dishes at home too. Was it chump change to him or another straw on the camel's back?

A great excuse when judiciously applied.

Where I am currently is great. Part of the service is daily room cleaning. :)

People ask me that all the time. My answer is "I spend more time cleaning my own house than any other." I figure if I am not trying to get work done as quickly as possible, I am going to take my time and be deliberate about it. The client probably won't see some of the finer details, but I sure as hell will.

I charge by the job and not by the hour. 100 bucks is 100 bucks, whether it takes me 5 hours or 3. Motivates me to work quickly and get home.

If you heard the person on the other side of the cubicle gasp and say "OH MY GOD OUCH" would you ask them if they were OK?

Apparently my buddy cube neighbor wouldn't. Such a phony nice guy.

I'm just bleeding to death over here, dude. Fuckhead.

So, are you okay, Shawnee? :thepain:

My feelings hurt worse than my finger, but my finger is throbbing something fierce.

It's a long story. Suffice to say I now see why they used bamboo shoots under your fingernails as a form of torture.

Next time he gets all suddenly cheery when a boss is nearby then wants to bitch and moan to me about how put upon he is? Forget it. I have all the friends I need, if someone dies I might give him a call. Self-centered fuck. Common human decency would seem to dictate a "hey, you OK over there?" I know I've shown such compassion to my coworkers.

Human beings suck.

But thanks Sam. Sometimes we just want to know someone gives a crap. :o

I'm sorry about ur fingr ... :(

:)

Thank you.

me too! was it one of those annoying cuts like on the tip of your finger? i accidentally poked the pocket razor when working in the downstairs bathroom and it nagged at me for a good solid week, kept hitting it on whatever i was working on or with.....

Reminded me of this from Charade - one of my favorite films.

Reggie Lampert: I already know an awful lot of people and until one of them dies I couldn't possibly meet anyone else.
Peter Joshua: Well, if anyone goes on the critical list, let me know.

A sharp metal edge (troubleshooting my broken cell phone with motorola online which ended up not even freaking working anyway) from the access to my cell phone battery (because goddam motorola online said it couldn't detect my phone from the USB port though my phone said it was there and motorola said to uninstall the battery blah blah blah which didn't freaking work either)...the cover is made of a fucking ginsu knife...I slipped hard and it ran up under my nail. Like I said, bamboo shoots. The kind of instant searing pain that makes you almost faint.

I just all around don't feel well, which doesn't help. I should go home. :(

We frequently loan heifers to be shown by kids in 4 H. Have loaned to this family before no problem. Nice heifer I bought last fall for the pedigree and somehow got a nail in her foot. They waited a long time to bring in a vet and waited a week to tell me. She is ruined for show ok so what, but now there are 3 choices soak her foot every day for 3 weeks, and then maybe still have to cut off her toe, and then maybe still she is not healthy and has to . . well you get the picture. Why TF don't people tell you this stuff right away? WTF :mad:

And another fucking thing: if he can sit over there and play tappy tap with his pen and she can sit on the other side of me chewing ice or slurping gum, I can listen to the radio live.

In fact, I'm about to become more annoying than anyone ever could have fucking imagined.

yeah, I should go home.

dang hun. sorry about that, those are the worst. my dad was a doctor so i;m qualified for this: take two six packs of beer and pm me in the morning! :p:

Shaw so sorry about your finger :( oh wait this is teh cellar I'm NOT sorry about ur finger? :confused:

This gets better: I walked up front and he was up talking to a lady up there, and started stammering and changing the conversation as I walked up. Then I saw her glance at me...so obvious.

People are all phony liars. No more covering his fat ass.

Very funny mudderplucker.

It's the normal thing: fat guy who got made fun of all through HS can only feel better about his crappy existence by making fun of people who are better than him.

Boy am I tired of all the losers using me as their springboard to a false sense of belonging. Guess what? You still suck and no one really likes you: just like-minded people who also gossip and run people down in order to think they're not the disgusting unlikeable pigs they really are. And they'll stab you back, but I won't be here to pick up your sad little pieces. Not any more.

Crown prep. Horrible. Over now. Great. But hungry and mouth still numb.

I'm a wimp in this field. I'm paranoid about my teeth. Achilles' Heel = Monster's Teeth. I hate all this business. But the crown needed doing so the tooth won't decay further. So as soon as the medical flex-spending plan kicked in, I sucked it up and made the appt. And I went. But I don't like it. I'm not afraid it will hurt, I'm not afraid of the drill, I'm just afraid of losing my teeth. I'm afraid they'll start drilling and say "oh, this is worse that I thought....". And I told them that, so they know. I've been going there a few years.

I was a big brave girl and doing really well until she said OK, do you want to look at the temporary crown? It's going to look a little strange and metallic because I put a really strong one in as I know you're worried about it falling out. Heart sinks. Tongue goes to spot. Doesn't even feel like a fucking tooth. Is not tooth shaped. Hello? I told you about my fear about it falling out like the last one did because I DO NOT WANT TO SEE ANYTHING THAT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE A TOOTH. Monster bursts into tears after all that braveness. Dentist replaces terminator-cyborg temp with regular white one. Monster much happier but really? Which part of the "I want to be ably to deny there's anything wrong with the tooth" did she miss? Yes, I really said that. I may be a wuss, but I'm up front about it.

c'mon, that was full of humorousnessism

And then, Shawnee chuckled. ;)

Are Monster's Teeth perhaps like Hydra's Teeth? Could you sow them in the carpark and create more of yourself? Might help with your whirlwind schedule.

My temp bridge looked horrible. The perm ones were great, then they broke. Then they replaced them. Then my dentist died. Turns out one of the nubs that anchors the bridge has a chronic infection that may or may not cause problems. It might be like when I was a kid and they had to insert the needle directly into the hole to the nerve of my root canal.

My teeth have been my heel too. Mom calls me The Million Dollar Mouth.

You seriously need to start dating a dentist.

I was thinking about dating my dead dentist, before he was dead. I found out he was single, my age, cuter than hell, and nice. But he done died. ;)