I couldn't believe it the first twenty times you told us, but it's starting to sink in now.

Riley ,'Lessons'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[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.


WindSparrow - Nov 22, 2013 8:33:28 am PST #6489 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Have lots of fun on your date, omnis!


Typo Boy - Nov 22, 2013 8:44:23 am PST #6490 of 30002
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

Fun on your date Omnis

Definitely NOT date related: Barbara Ehrenreich on Facebook explains her secret to raising great kids:

"People often ask me how I managed to raise two such brilliant, kind, high-achieving kids. The answer is simple: neglect. My daughter could get her own breakfast at age 2; both were doing their own laundry as soon as they were tall enough to get it into the washing machine. I dragged them with me to meetings where they were told to quietly amuse themselves. This is how to do it."


Nora Deirdre - Nov 22, 2013 9:02:46 am PST #6491 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

(I will say I really don't like the term "white trash,")

Not piling on, but I feel the same way for the same reasons. Language is tricky bidness!


Nora Deirdre - Nov 22, 2013 9:03:32 am PST #6492 of 30002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

cereal:

"People often ask me how I managed to raise two such brilliant, kind, high-achieving kids. The answer is simple: neglect."

Yeah, that's how we were raised too.


omnis_audis - Nov 22, 2013 9:11:25 am PST #6493 of 30002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

"People often ask me how I managed to raise two such brilliant, kind, high-achieving kids. The answer is simple: neglect."

Not sure I'd call it "neglect" (to defend my Mom). But yeah, I started cooking at an early age because a) I was hungry, and b) it tasted better than Mom's. And she taught us to do laundry by 6th grade. Because a) she didn't have the time to lug 10 million loads down to the laundry room, and b) who likes doing other peoples laundry??


Steph L. - Nov 22, 2013 9:18:13 am PST #6494 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

Custom ViewMaster with pictures from the wedding and honeymoon: fun Christmas gift or corny Christmas gift?


Calli - Nov 22, 2013 9:19:04 am PST #6495 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I don't think instilling basic life skills (laundry, cooking, amusing oneself quietly) in children (at an age-appropriate time--no deep fat frying at age 2) is neglect. You're supposed to be raising kids to become adults some day. They don't magically know how to measure out laundry detergent when they turn 18.


Typo Boy - Nov 22, 2013 10:03:05 am PST #6496 of 30002
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

I don't think she literally mean't "neglect" when she used the word. She was being funny. Basically what she described was what today are called "free range" kids.


Burrell - Nov 22, 2013 10:05:39 am PST #6497 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Uh oh, I'm raising my kids all wrong.


§ ita § - Nov 22, 2013 11:14:35 am PST #6498 of 30002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Laga, congrats!

Ginger, unless there are people inside your refrigerator, you can't be morally judged good or bad as a result of your relationship to it. Also, as long as you're still Ginger, I'm not judging you bad and you can't make me.