Housefull of teens. Chinese food for days. Someone save me.
These are the good times. My mom is always telling me that I will remember these times as the best of my life. (I didn't say I believed her)
'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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Housefull of teens. Chinese food for days. Someone save me.
These are the good times. My mom is always telling me that I will remember these times as the best of my life. (I didn't say I believed her)
My mom is always telling me that I will remember these times as the best of my life.
That's what they said about high school.
Ha! I guess I should start using that one on the boys. If they are suffering I'll just tell 'em that they will look back on this as the best time of their life.
Also, I need to have a talk with my mom about these lies!!! Although she did also tell me that she kept telling herself "this too shall pass" to get through my teens, and that I believe.
And they are gone.
It is raining, so we set up a tent as a staging area before getting in the limo. OMG. So tired.
sj, lots of rental ~ma to you and TCG!
I just got home a few minutes ago from spending the afternoon in Baltimore with Sox and her family. If she tries to mock me, as she threatened, for folding the blanket which I was using when curled up on the couch watching Serenity, I will find a way to mock back. The bottom line: Iris still cute! Sox's DH still handsome! Sox still a great person with whom to chat away the afternoon!
they will look back on this as the best time of their life.
I always pair this piece of parental wisdom with how they used to tell me that I'd grow out of my motion sickness. Still waiting. And High School years, I can say with the wisdom of 20+ years gained since my graduation, was Hell.
Time for a little TiVo, and bed!
I'm still waiting for the best years of my life. High school sure as hell wasn't.
What Zenkitty said.
Actually, I hate the whole idea of the "best years" of a life. It implies such a bleak outlook on our lives--that we will have the "best years" and then begin a long, dark slide to death. Feh on that, I say! I intend every year to be the best one. I mean, I know that some years just suck and are anything but the best, but I certainly don't want to spend my life wondering if the "best years" are already behind me. So these are the best years of my life. Perpetually, dammit.
What Kristin said. Every year gets a little better. Well, at least it has since age 32. Maybe I've found the opposite; maybe the worst years of my life have already happened! Barring some horrible medical tragedy; knock on wood; I said "maybe", Fate!
We didn't hear back about the apartment tonight. I hate waiting. I'm making TCG call first thing in the morning, because I am also sick of making phone calls about this stuff.
The gig went better than expected. There were quite a few people there that I now know, and almost every one of them complimented my new hair.
While I had some good times in high school, overall, it really sucked. While I've had some hard times since, life has generally improved since. With all the raging hormones and uncertainties, knowing not to behave like a kid anymore, but not yet sure of how to behave like an adult, adolescence was really awful, at least for me.
I always feel a little bit jealous but a lot of sympathy for people who say that high school was the best time.