Is it flameworthy that I am proud of my son for being tall?
I realize it's a physical trait that He has zero control over, yet it makes me blush with pride when the pedi says he's off the charts in height.
I know that's silly.
My little cousin was the shortest kid in his class until he turned 16 and grew 8 inches (he is now 6'2"). In contrast my other cousin was the tallest kid until she was 12 and stopped growing, she is 5'4". You never know.
I don't understand the appeal of Mardi Gras / Fat Tuesday etc. I also have never been to New Orleans.
I am not a fan of Valentine's Day. I told DH not to buy me anything for the day and if he brings home flowers he is in trouble. I would rather he buy them when he wants to give me a not, not a hallmark holiday when he feels it is necessary.
Is it flameworthy that I am proud of my son for being tall?
I realize it's a physical trait that He has zero control over, yet it makes me blush with pride when the pedi says he's off the charts in height.
I know that's silly.
My little cousin was the shortest kid in his class until he turned 16 and grew 8 inches (he is now 6'2"). In contrast my other cousin was the tallest kid until she was 12 and stopped growing, she is 5'4". You never know.
I was totally your other cousin. I was freakishly tall until I was in 6th or 7th grade.
I handle my Internet friends the exact same way as v. He knows UDShoe and has met her, but since we went to the same business school that is my excuse.
So every other poster I meet is one if her friends. It is getting insane because I have met so many of you now.
He does know I post on message boards but would freak out about safety, which I could not be less worried about. I only meet people I know and like.
Add me to this club. A related flameful is that I miss the thrill of new love, or falling in love. And, that stage where the guy is crazy about you and everything you say and do is freaking delightful. lol
That's probably more sad than flameful.
haha. I'm very lucky in that I kinda still have that with my H. He worships me. But I still miss the butterflies. And being drunk makes me want to flirt with my crush, which is so not appropriate (we're not at a flirty level; I'm pretty sure he's down, though).
I thought something last night as I watched the news. The Navy Seal (The Shooter) who is down on his luck. And my thought is: you couldn't stick it out for another three years in a desk job to secure a 50% pension for the rest of your life? Seriously?
I agree with that and he sounded really dumb and "woe is me" in the interview and I really don't feel bad for him.
haha. I'm very lucky in that I kinda still have that with my H. He worships me. But I still miss the butterflies. And being drunk makes me want to flirt with my crush, which is so not appropriate (we're not at a flirty level; I'm pretty sure he's down, though).
See, we've totally been flirting. Which I know is inappropriate, obviously. I've been in such a brain funk for so long that anything exciting and new just sucked me in. And he's very unhappy in his marriage so he really doesn't give a fuck...I'm actually kind of surprised that it took him three months to try something.
Him actually kissing me, though, kind of woke me up somehow. I'm being much more cautious and have been keeping my distance, which is kind of difficult since I see him five days a week.
H got a call just now, like right fucking now, from his dermatologist saying that he has skin cancer and needs to come in for a follow up. This isn't shocking per se, because he had a precancerous patch last year, but what is pissing me off is he is glued to NBC News watching the LAPD fiasco and won't pull himself away from it to talk to me about it.
He's been in a major workaholic mode for the past month, so I've been really understanding and patient about lack of time spend together. I'm vacillating between a minor panic attack and flipping my shit about him not wanting to talk right now.
I think there is more wiggle room for girls. So, yes to all of those things.
Soozy, why is it cool for girls to wear "boy" clothes, but not vice versa?
I don't think that pants are "boy clothes" I think they work for both boys and girls. Skirts and dresses are girl clothes. I wouldn't pick out a blue shirt with a truck on it for my daughter just as I wouldn't pick out a princess shirt for my son. I don't think that is odd.
Post by hannamaren on Feb 12, 2013 19:52:52 GMT -5
I have a different UO. I think cleanses are ridiculous. I also look a little down on people with tattoos. I know it is not a grungy person only thing but I cant stop myself from losing a little respect for people who have one. I also have a little less respect for smokers. Except my H which makes no sense. But I do wish my H would quit so people who are like me didnt judge him.
Thanks, ladies. Hanna - you are probably correct. It'll be just fine; most likely they are just going to cut a chunk of skin off his arm and he'll be done - just like last year when he had the precancerous spot on his leg.
It's just been a lot of little shit lately and my tolerance for frustration is low.
Post by stephm0188 on Feb 12, 2013 19:57:24 GMT -5
We're not sending my son to kindergarten this fall. I'm a lot more upset about it than I should be. It's in his best interest to wait a year, but the goal for us has always been to send him on time. Years of therapy, hours of working with him daily, and it still wasn't enough. All his friends are going and he's not.
And I really just want to tell a friend of mine to STFU every time she starts bragging about what a genius her kid is and how kindergarten just can't come soon enough.
Obviously, this is all very selfish on my part. I'm still sad and it's dumb.
We're not sending my son to kindergarten this fall. I'm a lot more upset about it than I should be. It's in his best interest to wait a year, but the goal for us has always been to send him on time. Years of therapy, hours of working with him daily, and it still wasn't enough. All his friends are going and he's not.
And I really just want to tell a friend of mine to STFU every time she starts bragging about what a genius her kid is and how kindergarten just can't come soon enough.
Obviously, this is all very selfish on my part. I'm still sad and it's dumb.
I handle my Internet friends the exact same way as v. He knows UDShoe and has met her, but since we went to the same business school that is my excuse.
So every other poster I meet is one if her friends. It is getting insane because I have met so many of you now.
He does know I post on message boards but would freak out about safety, which I could not be less worried about. I only meet people I know and like.
Now I don't feel so bad that I used to be sheepish about admitting to H that I was meeting MMers! I didn't have an excuse that I knew any of the girls from somewhere else. (Fun fact: H and carmensandiego know each other!)
Lime, so sorry to hear the news. Did they say what kind of cancer it is? I know my mother has had multiple basal and squamous cell carcinomas removed and it hasn't been a big deal at all. I hope that's what's going on with your H. My H has had a number of precancerous moles removed himself. Hugs.
We're not sending my son to kindergarten this fall. I'm a lot more upset about it than I should be. It's in his best interest to wait a year, but the goal for us has always been to send him on time. Years of therapy, hours of working with him daily, and it still wasn't enough. All his friends are going and he's not.
And I really just want to tell a friend of mine to STFU every time she starts bragging about what a genius her kid is and how kindergarten just can't come soon enough.
Obviously, this is all very selfish on my part. I'm still sad and it's dumb.
(hug)
Don't beat yourself up. You're doing what's best for him.