I don't think my parents ever helped me with homework, though if Mom hadn't helped me with memorization drills I wouldn't have been able to get a B in my college Survey of Art History II class. (The professor graded on a strict bell curve in a class with 7 students, so I could score 95s on the tests and still not get the A that went to the empty-nester who could treat studying for that one class as a full time job.)
Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.
Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Matt the Bruins fan - Aug 27, 2015 3:57:27 pm PDT #4287 of 30003
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
sarameg - Aug 27, 2015 4:06:36 pm PDT #4288 of 30003
I slept with all the windows open last night and today was a sneezy body full of achy joints and muscles. I think my 'allergies' largely manifest as full body inflamatory response. My toes ached. Finally making the connection.
Not a fan. My mom has had arthritis since she was a kid. Can't recall what kind, but I'm definitely predisposed, so not amused.
Zenkitty - Aug 27, 2015 4:09:04 pm PDT #4289 of 30003
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
"I love life! Thank you for giving me life!"
uncontrollable weeping
-t - Aug 27, 2015 4:18:48 pm PDT #4290 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Ugh, okay, my entire post basically boils down to "parenting is hard" which may be true, but I should probably shut up about it.
Parenting IS hard, and if you need to say that out loud sometimes you are allowed!
It's something, that's for sure!
Good something! I feel sure of it, even if I can't remember specifics.
I don't remember my parents ever helping me with my homework. Asking me if I had any, taking me to the library, yes. But that's pretty much it.
I see what you did there, Dina.
I knew I could count on you, Tep.
Oh, wow, Rick. That's beautiful.
I am so tired right now. Went and picked up my wine, then hit the grocery store and that took forever and now I'm like "slicing zucchini sounds like an awful lot of work".
msbelle - Aug 27, 2015 4:20:06 pm PDT #4291 of 30003
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
flea, remind me, and we can see if DJ and India are around and/or free. Saturday mornings I AM IN CONTROL OF MY LIFE, so I can make it happen and leave the child sleeping.
Steph L. - Aug 27, 2015 4:21:30 pm PDT #4292 of 30003
I look more rad than Lutheranism
I see what you did there, Dina.
I knew I could count on you, Tep.
"Sympathy through light physical contact" made me delurk and register so I comment on that comic. My love for Dina cannot be measured.
erikaj - Aug 27, 2015 4:24:35 pm PDT #4293 of 30003
Always Anti-fascist!
I was a SPED--they totally worried about overtaxing us. Seventh grade homework was a terrible shock. I think even those "Perfect" kids drive each other or their parents nuts sometimes.
-t - Aug 27, 2015 4:45:07 pm PDT #4294 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Oh, crap, the Healthy Community Workshop started 15 minutes ago. I guess I'm not going to that.
I will console myself with ice cream.
Maybe it's for the best I'm not there.
Ginger - Aug 27, 2015 5:14:56 pm PDT #4295 of 30003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Yeah, I don't know what I'd do with a kid who wasn't self-motivated, because I just did all the shit I was supposed to do. And was Good At School.
Jesse is me. I don't remember ever thinking that my parents could help me with my homework. Everything my father "helped" me with was a disaster, so I tried to never let him know I needed help.
Late this afternoon, my house reappeared to the USPS and my package was delivered. WTF? Did the postal carrier not feel like walking up the hill to my house yesterday?
-t - Aug 27, 2015 5:55:33 pm PDT #4296 of 30003
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Glad you got your package, Ginger. Mysterious as the resolution remains.
Solved my dinner dilemma - fish and asparagus, already cooked, no chopping or slicing needed, perfectly fine eaten cold. Hooray! I meant to have wine with, but I forgot. I'll have an after dinner glass in a little while.