My mom and dad let me live with them the semester after I graduated rent-free, but I graduated in December, and I was just waiting for grad school to start in the summer, so I worked as a substitute, to save up money to move to grad school.

I'd set a time limit for him, though, and lay out expectations. I'd maybe give him the summer, but stipulate that he needs to be finish school. Then maybe start charging a fee for rent and food in the fall; my sister moved back in with my mom and dad to get her lib sci degree, but she pays rent and utilities, and buys her own food.

Trust me, as an ex-slacker kid, you will do him NO favors by letting him coast on you guys.

I lived at home for a couple of periods and did not pay rent. I was working and in school though. And I did a lot of cooking and shit.

Laura, the only thing I would add is that if he continues to live at home, set clear rules for everyone. My sis lives at home rent free, but my parents don't treat her like an adult and it's a bad situation.

Omg so tired. Frankie and I just got back from a friend's place. There was a chihuahua, a super fat bulldog, and a massive boxer. Frankie is perfectly capable of taking care of himself, I learned. He pwned the bulldog, actually pinning him at one point. Drew a bit of blood in the process, but the owner didn't freak so neither did I. Frankie also managed to pee inside twice, once on the couch and once on my shoes. Thankfully J didn't care, and I wore rubber flip flops. He also nearly pooped in the house. I swear, he loses all manners when we go somewhere else. Gotta work on that.

He's totally worn out from playing, and I'm worn out from watching him, so bed time for us.

Ugh. Stressed out. Majorly. This is not good.

NOnonononono Frankie! This not acceptable! No owning other people's houses...period, little man. Those houses, like your house, belong to smonster!! The noms? smonster's. The outside? snonster's. Friends and their houses? smonster's. smonster's shoes? Say it with me now...SMONSTER's.

Oy. Boundary reeducation seems in order here.

Good one on the bulldog though.

bonny, may this wedding ceremony be a means of divine blessing of joy and love, passion and compassion for the happy couple, for their guests, and for the celebrant.

Andi, your wish came true 100%. Thank you for the kind thoughts. It really came to pass, just that way.

The event was perfect. We had SUCH a good time and I received many lovely compliments. The one that really moved me...and I heard the same exact thing from 3 different people...was that the audience felt very 'well cared for.' As if they were included in the celebration, rather than just watching it. That was nice to hear, and totally my intention.

Everything went off virtually hitch-free. We laughed like loons and everyone did their parts famously.

The couple gave me the most beautiful and unexpected gift near the end if the party, I burst into tears. I hadn't choked up through the entire thing, but this did me in. They were so sweet and thoughtful and just amazingly happy.

The one groom who thought he was not going to be able to get through the song he wanted to sing to his partner (Jim Steinman/Meatloaf--Heaven Can Wait), did a great job. And both were able to keep it together through all the vows. I was extra impressed by the wedding party doing pagany things they'd never seen before with dignity and appreciation.

It really was beautiful.

Laura, the only thing I would add is that if he continues to live at home, set clear rules for everyone. My sis lives at home rent free, but my parents don't treat her like an adult and it's a bad situation.

If at all possible, hold a family meeting where rules can be negotiated. As someone who went to college right after high school, I was deeply offended when the second summer after starting college, my mother dragged me to a session with her therapist and presented me with a list of rules that were much more strict than what my parents had expected of me in high school, including when I was allowed access to common areas of the house, and when I could use the phone. A goal for such a family meeting is to promote ownership of house rules by all parties, rather than presenting a "my way or the highway" front.

Mr Peabody has barked all weekend long. They're doing some building two doors down and he apparently viewed this as a Defcon 4 event. Then he got so wound up that he barked at everything and when he came in, it would take him 15 minutes to stop panting. He was responding pretty well to Quiet commands, but this weekend he was That Dog, the one everyone in the neighborhood wishes would shut up.

So I spent my weekend cleaning, loading software and yelling "quiet." I do not enjoy any of these things.

I'm one of the dozen or so people who read the Dymaxion world blog of John McGrath. He totally wins the internets today for the following marriage announcement [link]

Was radio silent because I got married on May 29th. There were Stormtroopers. And the officiant used the words "by the power of Grayskull", as previously agreed.

Aside from that, I can't really remember much.

My wife is already well on the way to winning the marriage, with the following quote: "Look: I'm married now, so I'm gonna get fat. I'm gonna be a fat motherfucker. I'm gonna wash myself with a rag on a stick."

I swear I wasn't even saying anything about her weight.

It really was beautiful.

Wonderful!