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EZMONEY
07-28-2007, 12:54 AM
Growing up I hated it when my mom would spray spray starch...yes that's right! spray starch in my hair for school picture day.....maybe that is why I look like this today ;)

What did you hate growing up?


trekkiegirl
07-28-2007, 01:16 AM
I hated the lack of furniture in the house (2nd floor apartment) we lived in. There was no living room set (a couple of kitchen chairs in front of a black and white tv in one room, a bed in front of a small black and white tv in another room), no dining room set, no carpets (leading to frequent splinters), no telephone....for 12 years until we moved. My father didn't feel any of those things were worth spending money on. He never really got past that immigrant "poor on the farm and that's the way to live" mentality. This was in NYC in the 1970s.
He also had other emotional and psychological problems that made life not so great but I'll forgo those. Basically, an extremely difficult person to live with.

blondebritbrat17
07-28-2007, 01:28 AM
I hated the fact that my mom was so neurotic and was very critical and demanding of me. For example, one time in high school I took an advanced class where I could get college credit for it if I did the test at the end of the year and I came home all excited because I had made the highest test grade in the class which was an 94. I had really worked hard and studied hard for that test. My mom goes "oh that's great honey but next time you need to do even better." Then she starts ranting about how I don't study and how I'm lazy when it comes to my schoolwork.:( I always made As in all of my classes and Bs in my math classes all of my life. She stressed me out to no end and still does to this day. I told her recently that she needed to be the one that was on medication when I was a kid not me!:D She's on medication now but I don't think it's strong enough, lol.


clessofme
07-28-2007, 01:39 AM
I hated living in the country. I never new how great it was until now. I trade the hustle and bustle of the big city life in a heartbeat for a little peace and quiet, no traffic, and star filled skies. Ahhh but I married a city boy so I'll just dream.

"Green Acres Is The Place For Me"

kaw
07-28-2007, 01:58 AM
salmon. We fished for it every year, and came home with 50-60. Subtract 5-8 to take to potlucks, and you're still left with nearly one a week. The first night was baked salmon, and then mom started to get creative: leftover salmon, fish stew, salmon loaf (like meatloaf), salmonfish sandwiches, even salmon pizza. Us kids got to the point where we'd celebrate when our parents went out, because it meant we got to eat hot dogs.

It took me about 10 years, but now I love salmon. My parents don't fish for it anymore, and I moved away from the source. So, now I pay ridiculous amounts of money per pound for it. Just goes to show, you don't know what you've got till it's gone!

Kim

Steelslady
07-28-2007, 02:04 AM
I hated that my mother was so old fashioned. "Ladies" didn't play sports- well, guess what, I was a sporty lady, LOL. She just could not accept that in me, she wanted me to sit like all the dainty girls in the neighborhood and dress up and have tea parties with my dolls. Sadly for her, I had mud on my face and played tag football with the boys, lmao. :rofl:

Oh, and I used to hate when my grandmother took baths in Lysol. The bathtub looked gross after she took her bath in it. Ick, ick, ick!

lizziness
07-28-2007, 02:47 AM
being poor! My parents tried their hardest to make sure we were not really aware of being poor... but some things just pointed it right out... like a home-made "Cabbage Patch" doll, Maxie instead of Barbie, not being able to do sports or go to camp with the rest of my campfire troop... I hated it!

although... I will say that the government cheese was delish! *LOL*

alinnell
07-28-2007, 11:56 AM
Growing up I hated:

Going to Sunday School

Eating Brussels Sprouts and my Mom's homemade "hash" (overcooked roast beef with leftover baked potatoes and practically no salt. I had to smother it with ketchup to get it down--it was my Dad's favorite)

Wearing dresses (okay, still hate that!) I was the first girl in my elementary school to wear pants to school! I was a little afraid (3rd grade) but got over it quickly. You know how cold it is to walk to school in the snow in a dress?!?!

StillTryin
07-28-2007, 12:16 PM
NICE THREAD~

I hated getting beat up by my older sisters, I am the baby and they are 5-6 years older than I am. My mother worked and with no dad being around they really let me have it sometimes...even now we do not have the best relationship. I hated the emotional abuse that we went through as well. No wonder all of us were fat as kids, we ate for comfort and there was always plenty of high fat comfort food that was cook for dinner! Even today my mother and I are the only 2 that are not really overweight. My 2 bully sisters are both very heavy. So I guess the only good thing is that I learned/or am learning to control my eating and they just dont care.

FrouFrou
07-28-2007, 12:27 PM
I hated sharing a bedroom with two sisters.

I have to say, there's not much I hated about growing up. When I look back on those days, they were the best years of my life. well, some of the best.

lizziness
07-28-2007, 12:38 PM
oh - you guys reminded me... When I was about 10 or 11 I had to share a room with my then 2 year old brother - it was ****! He was still in a crib but had figured out how to crawl out of it, or get up by the light switch and wake me up by turning it on and off...

also - spinach! from a can... gag! mom and dad tried to make me eat it but I wouldn't... I loaded up my fork and aimed it at my dad and he laughed because he didn't think I'd do it... but then I did! It plopped onto his shirtsleeve and as soon as he was done laughing - I got sent to my room for the rest of the night... but you know what? I didn't have to eat that @#$$#$% canned spinach! ;)

Sherry
07-28-2007, 02:06 PM
The only thing I can remember that I "hated" growing up, Was when my Mom would trim my bangs!! By the time she kept cutting to "get it straight" it would be too SHORT!!!! UGH!!! :devil:

jtammy
07-28-2007, 05:11 PM
My dad was a huge fan of shaped note music singing. We used to spend every Sunday after church and many Saturdays at these singings. I absolutely hated it! It felt like pure misery as a kid, having to sit inside a hot stuffy unairconditioned church or building all afternoon.

Mummy_Tummy
07-28-2007, 05:18 PM
Sunday school. After a relatively Pagan childhood and growing up as the tomboy eldest daughter of a musician, it was hard to come to terms with Dad suddenly getting religion, stuffing me into scratchy tights and lace dresses and hauling me off to a place filled with adults who treated me like a baby (when, at 6, I was used to being pampered and talked to like a grown-up by all of Dad's stoner bandmates!).

I hated it when my mother brushed my hair. More like she scalped me! And would grow impatient when I'd wimper, like it was my fault.

Vegetables! If it wasn't dumped from a can and then cooked for another hour just to make sure it was mushy and tasteless, then it wasn't fit for our table. It took me a long time to realize veggies were meant to be eaten crisp and hey, guess what, really delicious!

murphmitch
07-28-2007, 05:35 PM
Going to sleep with hard plastic rollers in my hair on Saturday nights.

Sleeping with my sister who often wet the bed.

Eating peas, beets. brussel sprouts, etc. I once vomited all over my plate after my mom made me eat peas. She never did again after that.

Cleaning the toilet on Saturdays. I have 4 brothers.

Rinsing out poopy diapers in the toilet for my mom. I have 7 brothers & sisters.

Detasseling corn. My first real job. Especially because I'm short. It was ****.

Getting punched in the arms by my big brothers.

techwife
07-28-2007, 07:36 PM
My mother vacuuming. We had the loudest, highest-pitched, whiney vacuum cleaner in the world!

Being forced to eat dinner that I hated...like beef stew ...bleh!

almostheaven
07-29-2007, 12:28 AM
What did you hate growing up?
My brother. Then I grew up. :D:D:D

Kim_Star060404
07-29-2007, 12:39 AM
My second grade teacher. She was HORRIBLE. No sense of humor, no patience, no business teaching. Enough said.

The other thing I hated was that my grandmother used to dress myself and my older sister alike all the time. We were totally different in both looks and personalities. Luckily, my mom hated it as well and would let us change as soon as she saw us!

lilybelle
07-29-2007, 12:16 PM
I think my childhood was fun growing up with 6 of us kids. I never minded sharing a bedroom with my sisters. Never minded sharing my clothes.

The things I did hate were:
Helping my dad clean the deer, rabbits and squirrels that he and my brothers had hunted for.
Hated that my parents felt it was necessary to make all 6 kids chew a weekly laxative on the same day and we only had one bathroom.
Hated that my older sister cut my hair with a bowl once and it ended up being about 1 inch all over my head. I let her do it cause for one, I didn't know better and 2 my dad did not believe girls should ever cut their hair.
Hated that my older sisters always lied and said it "wasn't their turn" to have to wash dishes.

Most of all, I hated the tarantulas that were under our peach tree. To this day, I am terrified of spiders.

ANOther
07-29-2007, 01:23 PM
Oh, and I used to hate when my grandmother took baths in Lysol. The bathtub looked gross after she took her bath in it. Ick, ick, ick!

See my posts #18 and 19 in this thread:
http://www.3fatchicks.com/forum/showthread.php?t=118003&page=2

:fr:

freiamaya
07-30-2007, 02:03 AM
I hated it when my Mom would wash my running shoes!
The first time she did it, she didn't rinse them out right (she didn't believe in machines), and they were damp when I put them on.
I walked to school during a rainstorm, and when I got to school, I looked down and my feet were covered in soap suds. Really. Totally embarrassing...
There was another time when I put on a sweater and ran to University. I had a tough time during my English class, because my neighbor REEKED of vinegar. And I mean REEKED. He smelled like a fish and chips shop. Until I realized that the horrible smell was ME. My mom liked to rinse my sweaters in vinegar (!) to "keep the colors fresh"....
:)

jtammy
07-30-2007, 11:02 AM
I think my childhood was fun growing up with 6 of us kids. I never minded sharing a bedroom with my sisters. Never minded sharing my clothes.

Hated that my parents felt it was necessary to make all 6 kids chew a weekly laxative on the same day and we only had one bathroom.


Ok Lilybelle, that one got a giggle out of me! Looking back, it probably makes you wonder why they couldn't at least give everybody their own day.

mariposita
07-30-2007, 12:04 PM
"Do as I say, not as a do."

I heard that all the time and yeah, I still hate hypocrites.

EZMONEY
07-30-2007, 07:48 PM
Hated those phone calls to my mom, from my dad, late at night from the bar saying "Come down and meet my new friends"...she sure hated going to pick his butt up! But she always did...otherwise he was driving!

lizziness
07-30-2007, 08:46 PM
Mom having all the windows and doors open in the winter because she was too hot.

Mom waking me up on the weekends waaay to early because she thought that 8AM was a good time to do her chores, including vacuuming - while blasting QUEEN. ugh!

EZMONEY
07-30-2007, 08:54 PM
Mom having all the windows and doors open in the winter because she was too hot.

COULD BE WORSE LIZZIE ~ how about a mom that was always too cold and a heavy smoker! cough...cough!

Mom waking me up on the weekends waaay to early because she thought that 8AM was a good time to do her chores, including vacuuming - while blasting QUEEN. ugh!

Now Angie would love "your" complaint on this..NO! She was the one that was woken up to DO those chores!

Hey Kiddo ~ What's wrong with Queen anyway...the freakin' ....;)

lizziness
07-31-2007, 04:51 AM
nothing is wrong with queen... if you enjoy their music. i just happen to not enjoy them (may have something to do with the 8am vacuuming *LOL*)

My parents were smokers too... once they waited all day because we were at some outdoor festival and they didn't want to offend anyone with their smoking - so they waited til we got in the boiling hot car with the windows rolled up to start smoking. boy - that one really ticked me off. Can't kill strangers, only your own kids. :)

Hmmm... I wonder what irritating things I can do to children, if I ever get around to having any... I think I'll wake mine up to Rage Against the Machine! :)