We had a friend who always talked over me, and I don't think he realized it. I once did a test and let a conversation lapse. I let it go for nearly two minutes, and as soon as I started to say something, the friend leaped in. I just shook my head and made a mental note.
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
We do google at dinner a lot, and often to prove each other wrong, but not to put each other down--that's a big difference, and I'm glad that HPF can see what's being modelled and can reject it. That's something to be positive about right there. Good raising!
Friends used to get anxious about how much my family talks over each other, but I think it explains too much about my style of, ah, discourse, and once I realised we do it (and have to--I've tried not, and you just don't get to say anything) I had something to struggle against doing with other people (and especially at work). We are allowed to do a "No, seriously, I want the floor for five minutes, everyone else shut up until I'm done, okay?" from time to time.
I got out of bed at 6am today to Google whether or not Laura Ingalls Wilder had lived in South Dakota. For a bet with my husband. And the bet was over sex.
HPF has your back and knows what's what. I wish the same could be true of your dad.
Yes, this.
Whether she had sex in SD, flea?
I am pretty sure she had sex in South Dakota-- Isn't that where Rose was born?
Your husband should know better than to bet with you over Littlw House on the Prarie!
No, the sex was the wager of the bet. (mr. flea said she had never lived in SD, but only in Minnesota, but in fact she lived in both.)
Ha! It didn't occur to me it wasn't flea-sex.
Which you only see in your shadier flea circus.