mac is being a pill. got a new to him video game today (he traded something in via some website and his uncle and I held out on giving it to him for 2 weeks). Anyhoo - he only gets to play DS on the train, in cars and as of this past Friday, 15-20 minutes at home on Friday after therapy. He decided that the car ride from uncle's to here was not enough of the new game, so he threw a fit went in his room and slammed the door announcing I was not to enter. I didn't, I watched tv. after 30-45 minutes I established with him that by playing the game he was breaking the rules. I continued watching tv, and picked up all his crap from the living room ( a task he was asked to do over the last week) and deposited it trip by trip into the middle of his room. He ignored my 8:30 announcement that he needed to get ready for bed. Ignored me turning off the tv at 9. and now I am about to go disturb him for the last time to tell him that I am extremely disappointed and priviledges are going away.

Uggh, msbelle.

I recently discovered that I can't get a vintage 16 skirt over my hips. In current sizes I wear a 12.

I really wish sizes were at least a number in inches or centimeters or something.

Yeesh, msbelle. Shape up, mac! Mom is just looking out for your best interests!

I agree, sarameg. That's one of the many reasons I wear men's pants. It makes no sense for women's clothing to be an arbitrary and constantly changing number.

In I have nothing better to do than troll the internet news, have we seen this video on why one should not honk at old people?

I used to buy men's jeans. They don't fit right anymore. I may have no ass, but I seem to have more curves now.

Good luck tonight, msbelle. Hope everyone gets plenty of sleep.

Oh, mac.

I wish my grandmother could see that video!

If you think Moxie is bad, try (or don't) Diet Moxie. It's even worse.

Wait, there was sugar in what I spit into the sink?

I dedicate the first poster to tommyrot. (not a hairless cat)

That grandma is great.

Honkers can be such assholes. Once when I was hugely pregnant I was crossing the street (green light FTR) when someone came careening up to the red wanting to make a right turn. He slammed on his breaks and honked, but I was already most of the way across the street and the light was getting old, so I kept crossing. It pissed him so much he revved his engine and pretended that he was going to run me over. Freaked me out.

Im sorry mac's being difficult, msbelle.

Um, does everyone but me know the Beatles sang a song about a serial killer with a hammer? Joe was playing it this weekend and I'd never heard it.