I find it super annoying when people answer posts asking for kid/parenting advice by what they do with their pets.
You see this often? Like, 'help, having trouble potty training my toddler'!! 'Give them a litter box'. Ok
I am guilty of this if I'm in a certain mood. Usually it's when there are too many kid posts and I just feel like participating. My advice is always practical and should be taken 100 percent seriously.
This. It's a term of endearment, and in some region, especially the south, it's common to do so. It's not about growing out of it, and really at the end of the day who the hell cares what I call my parents. To that end, It seems like the people with the most issues about it are the one's who don't have the greatest relationship with their parents. No, I'm not saying all the mommy/daddy haters are jealous, but in my limited experience with it, they have parent issues.
No one is walking around talking to random people saying my mommy/daddy did xyz, but when with family, especially my sisters, we say mommy or daddy.
My grown, very successful mother and aunts called my grandfather daddy until his dying day, and still will refer to him as that when reminiscing.
Interesting perspective. I do have parent issues, so that could be it...
But also, I guess it annoys me so much because there are 3 women that work here, and their 'daddy' used to be the owner. So these 30 year old women refer to their father as 'daddy' in a professional setting. It's weird and annoying.
That would annoy me. Like I said, it's about where you say it. Not excusing it, but it's probably hard to stop saying daddy, since he used to be the owner. That doesn't mean they shouldn't try.
Are they saying if in meetings with outside people? No, no, no, if so.
Legitimate question. It's like waiting for the bus ... How long do you keep waiting before you give up and walk? Eventually you decide it's in your interest to walk, but you have to be late a few times brfore you firgure that out. And for the record, most of my cats do die of old age. i am not a monster!
A bunch of dead cats are not the same as being late for the bus! What the fuck?
I don't know whether to laugh at this analogy or cry - because, you know, TWO DEAD CATS and a third that got hit by two cars. Jesus.
Lol right?? I wasn't sure how to respond to that analogy either.
“Life is not orderly. No matter how we try to make it so, right in the middle of it lose a leg, fall in love, drop a jar of applesauce.” - Natalie Goldberg
“Life is not orderly. No matter how we try to make it so, right in the middle of it lose a leg, fall in love, drop a jar of applesauce.” - Natalie Goldberg
This. It's a term of endearment, and in some region, especially the south, it's common to do so.
It's not about growing out of it, and really at the end of the day who the hell cares what I call my parents.
To that end, It seems like the people with the most issues about it are the one's who don't have the greatest relationship with their parents. No, I'm not saying all the mommy/daddy haters are jealous, but in my limited experience with it, they have parent issues.
No one is walking around talking to random people saying my mommy/daddy did xyz, but when with family, especially my sisters, we say mommy or daddy.
My grown, very successful mother and aunts called my grandfather daddy until his dying day, and still will refer to him as that when reminiscing.
I admit I did think it was kind of weird until I started doing it again. At that time, it felt right. When I talk to people outside of my family, I say "my dad."
I also realized earlier this year that both of my parents always referred to their mothers as "Mama." I had never even noticed before.
This is what I don't get, who are these people that are just randomly saying mommy/daddy when referring to their parents to the general public or not close friends.
The only time I've heard someone refer to their mother as mommy during a conversation, was a very good friend, and I knew her mother well. Otherwise people just say mother, mom, father or dad in conversation.
Legitimate question. It's like waiting for the bus ... How long do you keep waiting before you give up and walk? Eventually you decide it's in your interest to walk, but you have to be late a few times brfore you firgure that out. And for the record, most of my cats do die of old age. i am not a monster!
A bunch of dead cats are not the same as being late for the bus! What the fuck?
I don't know whether to laugh at this analogy or cry - because, you know, TWO DEAD CATS and a third that got hit by two cars. Jesus.
Yup. That's exactly what I was saying. Exactly the same thing. (I think you need to look up "analogy" in the dictionary.)
A bunch of dead cats are not the same as being late for the bus! What the fuck?
I don't know whether to laugh at this analogy or cry - because, you know, TWO DEAD CATS and a third that got hit by two cars. Jesus.
Yup. That's exactly what I was saying. Exactly the same thing. (I think you need to look up "analogy" in the dictionary.)
I understand what you're saying. And it's ridiculous. After the FIRST dead cat, I'd think most people would learn not to let their cats outside. But not you! Nope!
This is really random, but I don't get the hate a lot of people have for the Atlanta airport. I find it easy to navigate and it has awesome food options.
Made up a venison ziwipeak plate for the cat, added some fresh rotisserie chicken without the skin, added some water. Won't eat it. Instead she is frantically trying to get MY chicken off MY plate, despite the fact that she has the exact same thing and then some in her own bowl. She is practically launching herself at me to get to my food.
Meanwhile, my sweet dog just held still and let me poke around in his eye to evaluate an injury, politely ate his piece of cheese, and is now laying in his crate leaving me to eat my food. I love my dog so much it makes me all emotional. I would call the police if someone stole his squirrel, for sure.
Every time we have one of those threads about annoying sayings, it impulsively makes me want to use those sayings. Not in a "stick it to the man way" but more of a word vomit. Backwards sheeple, I guess.
Maybe this is more of an irrational irritation than UO but I can't STAND how people use months for their baby's age after 12 months. I seriously saw someone refer to her toddler as 37 months old the other day. I DON'T KNOW HOW OLD THAT IS. Why can't you just say 2 or 2.5 or 3 years old? Why is everything 21.5 months old. 27 months old. 17.5 months old?
In line with this thinking, I have difficulty with something that is completely flammeable. Long story short, friends of ours lost their baby son in Feb 2011, so it will be 2yrs ago this coming Feb. It was and is completely tragic, and I completely understand it is not something one 'gets over'; and I can totally understand marking major anniversaries or indicating holidays are hard. But on their FB pages, both of them commemorate the day the child was born and the day of the death almost every month (e.g. 'it has been 1 yr 8mos since X brightened our lives and joined us' or '17mos ago today was the last time we saw X smile'), and nearly every single posting is about how they visit the grave or see a sign about their child. I will never, every say anything and I know everyone processes pain and loss differently. But it is both heartbreaking and irritating to see their lives still completely revolve around the loss and my first thought is always "please just move on" along with a mental slap to not think that way.
Yeah, this is pretty flame-worthy. It is totally not okay to judge how someone else grieves, especially with the loss of a child. Dude.
“Life is not orderly. No matter how we try to make it so, right in the middle of it lose a leg, fall in love, drop a jar of applesauce.” - Natalie Goldberg
Every time we have one of those threads about annoying sayings, it impulsively makes me want to use those sayings. Not in a "stick it to the man way" but more of a word vomit. Backwards sheeple, I guess.
Me too. I also have a sudden urge to go out and buy a bunch of smocked toddler dresses.
Yes. I will take this a point further and say that I get so irrationally angry when I hear an adult call their own parents "mommy or daddy". You should have outgrown that shit a long time ago.
I get irrationally angry when people say this. I started calling my dad Daddy again when he got sick.
Yeah, me too. It isn't about outgrowing anything. Trust me, I'm a GROWN ASS WOMAN. lol
I just don't get why people care about this, especially to the point of being "irrationally angry" about it. What other people call their parents doesn't bother me, and I don't care what anyone thinks about what I call my own parents. My girls can call me mommy or mama for the rest of my life, and I will always love it.
Once the dementia set in, my dad responded better to me calling him daddy. And I do. It makes him happy, so it makes me happy. I don't refer to him as daddy when speaking with others, but I always address him directly as daddy (or "Pa" since that's what my girls call him).
He may not be able to talk to me anymore, but I will always call him daddy when I talk to him so that hopefully, deep down, he remembers who I am.
I agree that everyone needs to grieve in their own way and their own time.
That said, I have someone on my FB feed who lost a daughter about ten years ago; she died immediately after birth. I feel terrible for him and his wife. However, they now have another daughter, who is very young, four or five; and every year they make a cake and have a macabre little birthday party for the daughter who died, and I can't even imagine how this is impacting their living daughter.
Now this is bizarre. I could maybe see this being less than odd if they didn't have another child. But they do. And that definitely makes it weird.
We do something on my DD's birthday every year and we include our DS, usually something small like lighting a candle and having cake or cupcakes. It may be sad and weird to some, but she was part of our family and I think it would be even more upsetting if we did nothing to commemorate her life.
My sister called my mom "Mommy" the other day, and all I could think was how sweet it was and how it must have made my mom's day. Neither of us typically call her Mommy or Mama.
I bet parents like hearing this because it implies a need, like in a sweet way. And reminds them of you being a little kid. Like when I'm really sick, I think, "I want my mommy." I have NOT called my mom that since I was, like, 6, but I bet she would like hearing it.
I get irrationally angry when people say this. I started calling my dad Daddy again when he got sick.
Yeah, me too. It isn't about outgrowing anything. Trust me, I'm a GROWN ASS WOMAN. lol
I just don't get why people care about this, especially to the point of being "irrationally angry" about it. It doesn't bother me what other people call their parents, and I sure don't care what anyone thinks about what I call my own parents. My girls can call me mommy or mama for the rest of my life, and I will always love it.
Once the dementia set in, my dad responded better to me calling him daddy. And I do. It makes him happy, so it makes me happy. I don't refer to him as daddy when speaking with others, but I always address him as daddy (or "Pa" since that's what my girls call him). He may not be able to talk to me anymore, but I will always call him daddy when I talk to him so that hopefully, deep down, he remembers who I am.
I'm sorry about your dad. You too @tambcat.
I have a hard time relating because I don't even speak to my parents. Also, my sister who is their 'favorite' calls them that all the time. It's like a trigger for me.
It's mostly these women at work that constantly refer to their 'daddy' in a professional setting, to other people that annoys me.
Sorry if it offended anyone, and the comment was perhaps short-sighted.
Post by speckledfrog on Dec 19, 2013 14:49:37 GMT -5
I can't fathom how I would act or how I would commemorate W if he died. If I didn't crawl into a hole and die myself it would be a goddamn miracle. I can see how some behaviors would tilt one's head, but I can't feel anything but sympathy or pity for someone who has lost their child. How utterly devastating.
I love my dog a lot less now that W is here. I mean, I still care about him, but he's not my baby like he used to be and his irritating habits are a lot more irritating now. I also feel badly for him because of this.
My mom has been having one health issue after another and instead of feeling concerned I just feel annoyed that it means more money in doctor's bills and more time off work. I manage her finances and it is wearing on me. The woman is a walking time bomb.
I agree that everyone needs to grieve in their own way and their own time.
That said, I have someone on my FB feed who lost a daughter about ten years ago; she died immediately after birth. I feel terrible for him and his wife. However, they now have another daughter, who is very young, four or five; and every year they make a cake and have a macabre little birthday party for the daughter who died, and I can't even imagine how this is impacting their living daughter.
Now this is bizarre. I could maybe see this being less than odd if they didn't have another child. But they do. And that definitely makes it weird.
So after they have another child they are supposed to stop acknowledging that the first one existed? It's not like the living child erases the grief of the one that died.
Tamb it was the opposite for me. I used to be all "dogs rule!" but then I had family close by who watched them, could let them out for me after work. Then my family moved and the dogs just became an anchor that killed my social life. I love dogs but I'm done after this. Cats allow me to travel at least for the weekend or go out for drinks after work and not have to rush home.
So after they have another child they are supposed to stop acknowledging that the first one existed? It's not like the living child erases the grief of the one that died.
No. And I never said that, nor implied it.
Sorry, my comment was meant for malibu and not you