Oh jeez, ita. Good luck with that.

That blows, ita. Good luck.

After a week on the tube in London, I found myself rushing around, dodging tourists and getting testy for people who stopped in the middle of the halls.

I think once you getting acclimated to the unspoken rules of pulic transport just takes a bit of time. And a few shoulder check.

Adding to my list of things that make me a crappy person, the sound of a child whining or crying sets my teeth on edge, unless the child belongs to me in some way. Like, Noah or my niece or someone like that crying has no affect other than nurturing said child.

Stranger kids? I have to get as far away from the crying as possible.

Doesn't make you a crappy person. I find myself wanting to get as far away from my OWN whiny kids as possible on occasion.

Getting Owen ready for school today was a battle royale. Over pants. He didn't want to wear the jeans I gave him but he woulldn't pick out an alternate pair. He just stood there and screamed "NOOOO!" in my face for about five minutes. He finally relented and picked out a pair of soft cordoroys he likes but sheesh. I couldn't figure out where the communication breakdown was occurring.

Then I had to drag Liv out of the school kicking and screaming at drop off because she wants to stay and play with the big kids.

I would pay someone $5K to come here for a few months and civilize my kids since I'm obviously doing such a shitty job at it.

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Cereal:

That's horrible, ita!

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That fucking song was ALREADY in my head. You just reinforced it. I hate you.

t fumbles for iPod

I would pay someone $5K to come here for a few months and civilize my kids since I'm obviously doing such a shitty job at it.

If you don't mind my using a cattle prod, I'm in.

Aimee won't let me use one on Emeline. Though I think she'd be pleasantly surprised at its effectiveness.

Oh, man. ita, I'm so sorry.

My pet peeve is people not having their wallet out and ready when they get to the cashier. Dude, you were waiting in line to PAY--don't you think you could assume you would need to get at your money or credit card?

Here's my Rules of Bar Drinking - if you do not follow said rules, I give you the stinkeye (unless I'm bartending, and then I'll just internally sigh).

1. Know what you want before the bartender approaches you. If it's slow, and/or you have a couple questions about the menu or beers, no prob. But if it's packed and/or you have to ask your entire group if they all want Miller Lite, thereby wasting the bartender's time? No love for you.

2. Have your money out and ready to be presented before the bartender returns with the drinks. I'm not saying you need to know what your order is going to total, but have the money right there so you can quickly select the proper amount and give it to the bartender.

There's more, but those are the two biggest fouls I see.

ita, that is just horrible!

Aimee won't let me use one on Emeline.

She can be your control group!