i never make any food anymore so that won't work for me----except for the hamburger soup that we got from i think wabby from a weight watcher's site??? i really like that and make it at least twice a month=-------------------I AM SO TIRED---THAT EFFIN TIME CHANGE ALWAYS GETS ME-------------so glad ds is home peach---i hate it when they are away=----dd got a job next year at her dorm as an RA{residence assistant} it pays 4500 a year-----she has 7000 in renewable scholarships and her tuition and board is 11000 SSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOo thank god for THAT!!! she will work all summer to make spending money and she really wants to avoid debt for the entire degree {business} we really cannot afford to send six kids to university so this kid paying her own way is saving the day. naturally she has to keep her marks up so the scholarships remain intact=============i am tired of :dizzy: :dizzy: :dizzy: thinking about it but the other girls will all need help so we definitely will be shelling out for many years----dh says he feels bad that my dd is not getting "help" from us but i say good for her and it's not like we don't supply her with lots of petty cash----THESE KIDS HAVE TO LEARN HOW EXPENSIVE IT IS TO LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!====BLAH BLAH BLAH-----NOW I NEED TO KNOW IF THE PERSON BELOW ME USES READING GLASSES AND IF SHE FINDS THEM AS ANNOYING AS I DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :?: :?: :dizzy: :dizzy: :cool:

False. Husband refuses any vegetables that "squeak." (Read any vegetables that are not cooked into submission.) Children are more pliable (but I cooked for them for years, maybe DH just needs a bit more time.

MD gave me Rx nasal spray and antibiotics. Still wheezing. Outdoor temperature went from 80 to 50 with two rounds of hail in between.

Husband wondered why I'm not making more money.
I'm fat.
I'm mad at myself for enjoying my "part time" work status. Too bad I'm not living in the 50's where I was expected to stay home and be "crafty" and we'd live on the bread winnings he had. Actually, I don't want to live back in the 50's... but this isn't a bed of roses.

I have many extreme thoughts going through my head (and I even took my anti-depressant).... about NEVER eating anything "good" again, never "wasting" my time painting or drawing or knitting. Just putting my nose to the grindstone and working and working. Ceaselessly. I could be Cinderella with a fat arse and a BAAAAAAAAAAD Attitude.

Nobody likes a whiner. So... I'll sign off.

I wonder if I were thin if I'd stop slipping into the Slough of Despair.

TPBM things their bad days are worse than mine.

True. Mine are worse and I am whinnier. I just whine to myself. My Butt is Fatte. My hair looks like horror-movie wig stuff. My life is not what I want it to me.

But look at Jane Fonda. This is something seriously wrong with this woman. I remember years ago when she married Ted Turner, she was on TV saying that at their ages people would assume they didn't have much of a sex life but people would be very surprised. That is so creepy to say and now she's telling of her three-in-the-marriage-bed adventures with Roger Vadim and various women, many of whom were prostitutes. ANDDDD in Time Magazine, she explains to the reporter that the entryway to her woman is a (some female anatamy, I forget) and the hallway is a WOMB. She has painted it pink.

Back to me. I am, of course, terribly normal and dull.

TPBM find the Cathy comic strip more interesting than me.

Definitely not true. I don't really like comic strips. There are so few actually funny ones.

We're sinking back into the doldrums, cows. Is it the extended gray weather?? or the extended gray life?

I've eaten and eaten and I'm up 8 pounds. I can't believe I've done this to myself again. The sad news is that I still needed to lose 20 pounds, so now I have 28 pounds to lose. And I know that isn't that much compared to what some ppl struggle with, but that d*mn 28 pounds is the same amount I've struggled with for so long that I really wonder if I want to be overweight. Why else would I keep sabotaging myself????

And by the way, I don't want to look at Jane Fonda. I find her self absorbed and silly.

Painty, I'm sure my husband has often wondered why I don't make more money. I'm in a permanent support role. I'm what makes it possible for him to go make the money. It's not good for my ego, but it has been safe, and I'm all about that. Also, I think the competitive gene was missing in me. I just have such a hard time relating working hard and $$$$. Especially since I know some ppl who have gravy jobs and they're the ones who make the big bucks. The free marketplace makes no sense.

Kiwi, how could anything w/ bacon, avocado and cheese be anything but delicious? I think those are possibly my favorite foods.

DH actually made the comment that I don't keep the house clean - it's a long story on how it came up - and I just about went ballistic. We were sitting at the kitchen counter - the one he piles up w/ magazines and keys and mail and stuff. None of the things on the counter were mine, all his and DS's. I live w/ 2 very messy men and 2 big hairy dogs. DS and DH both smoke in the house even though I've asked them a zillion times not to. The reason the house wasn't clean was because I'd spent the previous weekend working in the yard instead of my usual marathon cleaning and laundry washing weekend. I can't tell you how depressed and po'ed his comment made me, because I'm hard enough on myself about keeping up with the mess. I work 4 to 5 days a week, I cook dinner almost every night, I've been painting my bedroom and bathroom with no help from anyone!!!! for the last month, and I've had insomnia from worrying about business cash flow at this stressful time of year (tax time). I'm effin tired, d*mn it. There. How do you like my whining? Do I have Painty and Peaches beat?

TPBM is shaking her head.

False. I am nodding.

I don't have a dh but the men I have had ... hmmm , Herbie ... had all these ideas on how I could do everything better include make more money. Herbie had ideas on I should eat more (what he liked), exercise less (because he said I did it wrong!) and still get thin and non-flabby.

Then DS..... my house stays a mess but while he was gone, I cleaned up the d*MN*D LR all nice and straight and now it has piles of books on the FLOOR, jackets on furniture, etc.

Kiwi .. I need your help printing something. It just won't go. Email me and fix it.

TPBM can easily name five good things about men.

Here's 5 good things about men:

They are usually good at moving things, if you give them directions.
They don't notice details or where things are, so they probably won't eat your stash of junk food if you put it behind something.
They can usually be easily pleased by either feeding or sex.
They get paid more than women, so can be financially useful.
They are bigger than women, so you can hide behind them in case of gunfire.

Kiwi

Yes to Bagz eyeglass question - I hate reading glasses! I especially hate working on the puter w/ them, because I need them for reading my paperwork, but then I don't need them for the puter, and I always mess up and look thru them at the wrong time. I also hate them because they are always dirty because my unusually long eyelashes smudge them up. (I was batting my eyes when I said that).

I'll be back to tell you the 5 good things about men. I can't now because a couple of them just got back to the shop.

OK. They left again. Hmmmm. The 5 good things.....

1. They're good for getting up in the middle of the night to investigate if you hear a scary noise.
2. They're good to have around when the sump pump goes out in the basement and it floods.
3. They're useful if your septic system backs up and you need someone to deal w/ it.
4. It's nice to have one to call if your car has mechanical problems.
5. They're very nice for s*x.

I wear expensive real glasses with multi-range-lenses and they're great. At first I thought I wouldn't want to keep them on and since they cost $$$$ I put chains on them but the chains wore them out and they "temple pieces" (real term) kept coming off so now I wear them always until night when I get out the READING GLASSES and I'm happy with it.

I used to go to the dollar store and buy handfuls of reading glasses. I was fine with that too. Used to hang them in the neck of my shirt. Very redneck,eh?

Really? I thought it was jaunty. Shows you what a redneck I am.

By the way, nice cowbell.

This is what I'm mad about today ---- DH wants to hire a kid to help him prune our apple trees. This would be fine if it were January or February when you're supposed to prune the apple trees, but in April all my plants that are under the apple trees are already out of the ground and growing. Delicate things like hosta and bleeding heart. If he prunes now everything will be destroyed. He has no appreciation for my gardening. If it were up to him everything would be shrubs and barkdust. This is p*ssing me off even more than the housecleaning comment. I take back #5 on the list, because that won't be happening anytime soon.

I'm too mad to think of a TPBM.

TRUE TRUE TRUE. How did you know? :p
Wabbs-- you have a better whine than me. I don't make much. I know I "could/should/ought" to work more/harder. I just don't like to! Talk about spoiled. :( Poor hubby. It's MY stuff that gets strewn everywhere. Fortunately his primo girlfriend after his divorce was EVEN messier than me. Comparisons have their uses.
I've just spent practically the whole d*mned day straightening out bank accounts/Quicken and paying as many bills as I had money for. Which wasn't all of them. I planned to stay home and regain energy from sinus allergy treatment/antibiotics. I want a big dish of icecream... with or without avocado, bacon and whatever that 3rd thing was.
Kiwi-- Sorry your mom got MORE depressed after her weight loss. My mom sort of went anorexic the year she discovered I was sexually active (I'll spare you the Jane Fonda-esque details... :o ) and just started drinking more. (my Mom drank, not me.) It wasn't really a plus for her. I recommend y'all read The Fat Girls Guide to Life. That gal has the right attitude. 28#s, Wabbs? Why that's barely overweight let alone MORBIDLY OBESE, like me.
Oh dear, I'm working myself into a "state." I'm getting PO'd.
Baggz-- congrats on having enterprising daughter. I think RA's are good about assuming responsibility and being organized. I've got a friend here who turned it into "Student life administrator" or some such title and now works for the national office of a high-class Sorority...
Cowpeach, I have handfuls of $1.00 reading glasses too (my favorite pair now leaves the bridge of my nose green... I guess you do get what you pay for). AND I stick 'em in my blouse/sweater/cleavage when I'm not wearing 'em. Rather like the denial some people have about how a sweater tied around their derriere makes them look smaller, I think the glasses draw attention to one of my better features. um. Two of my better features. I prefer to think of it as practical rather than redneck.
I need a drink. Between here and the kitchen I'll decide whether it's gonna be water or Scotch.

TPBM had such a terrific day she's sorry she's associated with this group. :cry:

False!!! I could NEVER be sorry for associating with this group. Every single one of you are fabulous, cranky or not. Peachy - I LOVE your cow bell!

My day has only just started and I am typing away in my bathrobe thinking about showering because ds12 has a 2 hour orthodontist appointment at 10 a.m. to get his brand spankin' new braces on. He's freaking out, of course which isn't looking pretty combined with the 12-yr-old eye-rolling attitude.

Yesterday, along with a teacher and two other mother's I accompanied 23 third graders to the natural history museum where we were all loud and shoved and punched each other incessantly and made plaster casts of ammonite fossils. Tons o' fun.

Jane Fonda is free to have sex as often as she likes and with whomever(s) she likes, but she SHOULD NOT under any circumstances tell us about it because we do not need to know. I used to like her but now I think she's a silly twit. I think I saw pictures of her womb-like house somewhere. Ugh.

Wabby! I hear you on the absolutely no regard for tender new shoots department. And don't even get me started about complaints about the house being clean!! Arghhh! I'm *sure* that someone squished my white bleeding heart a couple of years ago because it never came back.(ooh,if you took this sentence out of context it could have an entirely different meaning, I suppose). And the poor hostas - getting the tips of their leaves broken right off. For shame! They stomp around all over the flowers playing soccer and mash everything into the ground with their giant feet and then afterwards they say they didn't know there was a plant growing there. How's your succulent creation going? I'd love to see a picture of that. I'm going to plant succulents in my strawberry pot this year.

Must go get beautiful now. If I can't be thin, then I can at least be gorgeous, right? Has anyone ever used one of those at home highlighting/streaking kits and not ended up looking like a zebra/Priscilla Presley?

TPBM thinks we should start regular "this is what I'm mad about today" posts.