Nah, I think I'm just going to go buy another mop. Plus, these are old wood floors. Not sure they could stand up to a serious machine.
Dawn ,'Selfless'
Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
So, my mother wants to "celebrate Father's Day" with me. I told her that I don't want to spend the day with her. I'm on a campaign of disengagement, because I cannot handle her shit anymore.
I wish you could come hang out with us, Vortex. We'll be in the park drinking sangria and playing speed croquet.
So, my mother wants to "celebrate Father's Day" with me. I told her that I don't want to spend the day with her. I'm on a campaign of disengagement, because I cannot handle her shit anymore.
You should've pulled the "You're not my real father!" tantrum.
Vortex, want to ... observe? ... Father's day with me?
She started on some crap about how I was disrespecting my father by not celebrating him. What I did not say is that I have no problem celebrating my father, I just don't want to do it with her. She also said that my father would be very disappointed that I was "acting like this". I said "well, if Dad were around to be disappointed, the point would be moot." Which is when she told me that she has a new policy -- "when you start this negativity and rudeness towards me, I'm just going to say that I love you very much and we'll talk another time." So, we said goodbye.
With any luck that'll cut all future phone conversations very short.
That was my thought, Todd. Until she figures out that it doesn't bother me.
"when you start this negativity and rudeness towards me, I'm just going to say that I love you very much and we'll talk another time."
This seems like an awesome plan in reverse as well.
My mother and sister don't call me - they've operated on the premise that I'll call them. So I stopped calling, except for special occasions ... which means we talk, oh, six times a year or so.