Ok, here's a real confession...my DH and I were together for 8 years before getting married and I let everyone think he was the problem. In reality it was me. He was deployed to Iraq in 2005 and he met me in France for R&R where he proceeded to try to propose to me all other France and kept avoiding. Finally he did on the cliffs of Normandy and I blurted out "don't ask me that." Somehow, he stayed with me and we got married in 2008. I am such a bitch.
I point out the inconsistencies in Ella's movies to her. "Ella, my problem with TinkerBell is this. What is the point of pixie dust if you need wings to fly? Why can humans fly with only pixie dust and no wings, but not Lord Malori? Furthermore, if the wings are so fucking important why do they have pixie dust? None of this makes sense Ella!"
Ella usually shrugs at me
Gah!! And now tinkerbell has been ruined! I'll never be able to watch it again without questioning everything.
Eleanor 1/8/10
Harriet 1/19/12
Margaret 10/31/2013
I forgot yesterday was my anniversary until one of my friends texted me to ask if we were doing anything fun. Worst wife ever because DH actually remembered.
I'm hiding in the bathroom bumping instead of getting ready to go on the hike that was my idea in the first place. Sometimes I say things out loud to guilt myself into doing them. Part of me would rather just stay on the couch and veg out.
All of this drug talk is making me feel sad and weird. I am trying to formulate a coherent thought about it but I'm not having much luck. I never did anything more than go to the garage a handful of times but I hung out with a "bad" crowd, on the periphery of the "really bad" crowd.
I know people who managed to do everything and anything and still go on to have very happy and successful lives, but I also have seen a lot of people I love who weren't so lucky. Getting kicked out of high school, losing scholarships, permanent damage to their brains, jail, death. I don't know. It makes me feel like a prude, but drugs make me really uncomfortable.
I've never taken a BCP, or had an IUD, and my H & I don't use condoms. We only have one child, and she was planned. #pulloutgamestrong
Not gonna lie, this rubs me the wrong way. I'll admit it could just be a me thing though.
I didn't mean to come off cocky, but reading it back now it sort of sounds that way! I'm sorry to seem that way. I've just heard too many horror stories of people using BC & the hormones affecting them so much that it completely changed who they were until they stopped taking it. Or the scary stories with IUDS getting dislodged, and needing to be surgically removed.
Right now we're young, have a steady income and are planning for more kids. I think that helps us to not need a rock solid BC. We would just like all of the babies, please.
Another confession - the Ebola outbreak in West Africa scares the shit out of me. I should stop reading the news because it's going to give me anxiety.
I've never smoked a cigarette, pot, and I've never taken any other kind of recreational drug. I've never had any desire to and I have no regrets about any of that. When I first started reading and posting here regularly, I quietly clutched my pearls a lot. I didn't realize just how common recreational drug use was.
I did, however, drink my way through 6 years of college.
I rarely have a drink anymore, though, because when I'm drunk, I either become a huge debbie downer or inappropriately flirty.
I feel hypocritical because I think that it is important to know what is going on in the world, but I rarely watch or read the news any more. It is so much bad stuff and it makes me feel so sad and anxious.
I've been much happier since I've started listening to music in the car instead of talk radio and spending my time on tumblr stalking boy bands and reading funny things instead of keeping up with news sites.
I'm torn up about whether to grow our family or not. My BFN this month is good professionally for me and DH and waiting another year makes sense. But then waiting opens a host of other issues, logistical and emotional. DH doesn't deal well with emotional stuff, so many tears hit my pillow in the dark last night.
I've always thought the @jesuisfatiguee was one of the women in her siggy pic. I didn't realize until yesterday when I saw a picture of them with their husband who the women really are.
I knew that DH was about to propose to me soon because my parents ruined the suprise for me. I never told DH this and acted completely suprised when he did pop the question.
I don't plan on ever letting him know.
I found the ring about a month before DH proposed to me. I agree that this is something I'm taking to my death bed.
I've never done drugs, drink rarely, and DH is the only person I've ever slept with. A lot of people would probably find this boring. I don't feel like I missed out on anything.
I posted occasionally and lurked a lot on Snarky brides on tk. I miss the way their fffc was a long time ago where you could call out posters and say "hey @mstal0929 I think what you said the other day was really shitty because xyz". I feel like it let everyone get what they were feeling about another poster off of their chest and not hole silent grudges that come out in a big blow up later on.
I posted occasionally and lurked a lot on Snarky brides on tk. I miss the way their fffc was a long time ago where you could call out posters and say "hey @mstal0929 I think what you said the other day was really shitty because xyz". I feel like it let everyone get what they were feeling about another poster off of their chest and not hole silent grudges that come out in a big blow up later on.
That has never gone well here on Parenting.
That surprises me for some reason. I feel like you all would handle that really well and come out of the flaming better than before.
Although, I was never called out or called anyone out though so I don't know how I would handle it.
I loved living alone pre-kid. I mostly still love it, even though I'd really like to tag-team someone else in on occasion.
I've done a lot of drugs. I developed a habit with a particular hard drug for awhile. I can't really say it permanently fucked up my brain in a horrible way, except if I talk about it or see people using it on tv/movies, I do start to smell/taste/feel it again. I've been clean for years, but I don't know that I'll ever be totally "free" of that drug psychologically. The only one I truly miss is pot, though. I can see myself smoking that until I'm old and grey.
I've always thought the @jesuisfatiguee was one of the women in her siggy pic. I didn't realize until yesterday when I saw a picture of them with their husband who the women really are.
I've always thought the @jesuisfatiguee was one of the women in her siggy pic. I didn't realize until yesterday when I saw a picture of them with their husband who the women really are.
That is wonderful.
I'm trying to figure out why she has it in her siggy...I'm such a nosey nosey person.... I feel like I need to know ALL the inside jokes.
I've always thought the @jesuisfatiguee was one of the women in her siggy pic. I didn't realize until yesterday when I saw a picture of them with their husband who the women really are.
That is wonderful.
I'm trying to figure out why she has it in her siggy...I'm such a nosey nosey person.... I feel like I need to know ALL the inside jokes.
maybe she really is one of the sister wives :-?
eta: to make it even better I thought that the other 3 were probably other bumpies here and I always tried to figure out who the other 3 were.
I knew that DH was about to propose to me soon because my parents ruined the suprise for me. I never told DH this and acted completely suprised when he did pop the question.
I don't plan on ever letting him know.
I found the ring cleaning out his sock drawer a month before proposal. (we lived together for 3 years and he has a habit of hanging on to underwear and socks with holes I threatened to do it many times before I did so I don't know why he chose there to hide it) I have never told him or anyone else.
I've always thought the @jesuisfatiguee was one of the women in her siggy pic. I didn't realize until yesterday when I saw a picture of them with their husband who the women really are.
That is wonderful.
I'm trying to figure out why she has it in her siggy...I'm such a nosey nosey person.... I feel like I need to know ALL the inside jokes.
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There was a goofy thread on my BMB awhile back that started with one lady saying she wanted to marry me and everyone dog piled and it turned into a sister wives situation (minus the penis). So another lady made the below superlative badge. It's a riveting story.
@ScoutNumbers05 every nicu nurse I know is very well aware that parents are not at their best while this shit is happening and are more often than not dealing with their own recovery. Huge hugs. You did nothing wrong. You're a good mom and the nurses knew that. They can tell. They have excellent people reading skills.
This! And I can guarantee that almost 2 years later, she does not remember it at all. You have nothing to feel bad about!
My house keeper just called and cancelled for today. We are having people over tonight and I'm a little annoyed.
But she said something came up that she has to deal with, so I really hope everything is ok. And now I feel guilty being annoyed with her cancelling last minute.
I have no regrets about past drug use, my friends and I had a crazy few summers back in the day and tried some seriously hard stuff. I'm honestly surprised sometimes how we all turned out ok. I have no interest in doing any of that again, but would seriously move to Washington or Colorado if it was feasible. I'm the opposite of most people, I like to visit the garage and reorganize our closets, instead of vegging out, though I don't get to do it as often as I would like.
Confession part-I wish I had pushed harder for my choice of P's middle name. I like the one H chose well enough, but my choice had meaning, and now that we're most likely not having another kid, I wish I had fought harder for it. I got first name choice though, so I feel like I can't feel too bad about it.
Re: FFFC: can we keep the fires burning?
And now tinkerbell has been ruined! I'll never be able to watch it again without questioning everything.
Let me just pull on my goody two shoes. I used to be more fun.
I know people who managed to do everything and anything and still go on to have very happy and successful lives, but I also have seen a lot of people I love who weren't so lucky. Getting kicked out of high school, losing scholarships, permanent damage to their brains, jail, death. I don't know. It makes me feel like a prude, but drugs make me really uncomfortable.
Not that I could have afforded it on my own and lived in a relatively safe and convenient place anyway.
I didn't mean to come off cocky, but reading it back now it sort of sounds that way! I'm sorry to seem that way. I've just heard too many horror stories of people using BC & the hormones affecting them so much that it completely changed who they were until they stopped taking it. Or the scary stories with IUDS getting dislodged, and needing to be surgically removed.
Right now we're young, have a steady income and are planning for more kids. I think that helps us to not need a rock solid BC. We would just like all of the babies, please.
I've been much happier since I've started listening to music in the car instead of talk radio and spending my time on tumblr stalking boy bands and reading funny things instead of keeping up with news sites.
/dear diary
That surprises me for some reason. I feel like you all would handle that really well and come out of the flaming better than before.
Although, I was never called out or called anyone out though so I don't know how I would handle it.
dangit, my edit did not work out right!
C 7.16.2008 | L 11.12.2010 | A 3.18.2013
My house keeper just called and cancelled for today. We are having people over tonight and I'm a little annoyed.
But she said something came up that she has to deal with, so I really hope everything is ok. And now I feel guilty being annoyed with her cancelling last minute.
I have no regrets about past drug use, my friends and I had a crazy few summers back in the day and tried some seriously hard stuff. I'm honestly surprised sometimes how we all turned out ok. I have no interest in doing any of that again, but would seriously move to Washington or Colorado if it was feasible. I'm the opposite of most people, I like to visit the garage and reorganize our closets, instead of vegging out, though I don't get to do it as often as I would like.
Confession part-I wish I had pushed harder for my choice of P's middle name. I like the one H chose well enough, but my choice had meaning, and now that we're most likely not having another kid, I wish I had fought harder for it. I got first name choice though, so I feel like I can't feel too bad about it.