The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

ajrwdwgirl

Premium Member
I've been on ToT, RnRC, EE, and M:S orange with a full stomach and never had a problem. But, I also tend not to suffer from motion sickness of any kind, and, pretty much, have a cast iron stomach. :)
It's a great ride! If I were you, I'd give it another shot, sans pre-ride turkey leg, of course...! ;)


I'm like you I can ride anything anytime and no stomach problems. I could ride the teacups for hours. But if I go on something that goes upside down I immediately have a headache. I like rock and roller coaster but I only go on if the line is short, no need to stand in a long line or waste a fast pass for an instant headache.
 

catmom46

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My husband and I do that, but we have a deal not to say anything in front of the kids. The kids have to believe that we agree on everything or they will USE it and play us against each other. So if one of us is being ridiculous, depending on the situation, the other will jump in and say "I'll handle this, go cool down" or wait until the kids are in bed and say "hey, don't do that, because...." Like, DS HATES being tickled...I think he has some sensory issues because he doesn't like loud noises and he always wants to take socks and pants and stuff off because they itch. So tickling is very uncomfortable for him and I don't tickle him. But hubby started tickling him the other day and wouldn't stop until he said "Mercy" but he didn't understand he was supposed to say it, so hubby just kept going and DS is saying "stop!" (he was laughing, so I wasn't TOO worried) so I told him to say Mercy, but there's this whole series here that you say..first it's "Mercy, Father" and then "A pot of ink" and then " <child's name> stinks"...anyway, he kept going until DS said the things, but he got so frustrated he finally just started crying and hubby got mad at him and told him if he didn't stop crying he would have to go to his room. In hubby's mind, he was just playing a game and DS got mad for no reason because all he had to do to make him stop was repeat the phrases. So later, I explained to hubby that that wasn't fair. He KNOWS DS hates to be tickled, then you tell him you'll stop if he says a certain phrase, so he does, but you don't stop, and then tell him he has to say something ELSE to make it stop....which he does, and then you STILL don't stop, you want him to say something else. He doesn't know how long it's going to go on, and you've basically now lied to him 3 times, telling him you'll stop if he repeats it, and then you don't. There's a certain point at which that's being a bully...he's not having fun anymore and you are torturing him for your own amusement because it's funny to YOU. So hubby went and talked to DS later and apologized for it. But if I'd said something in front of the kids, it makes daddy look bad, whereas if he goes back later and apologizes, it makes them respect that he can admit when he's wrong. It sets a good example.

That is fabulous that your hubby can admit when he's wrong. :happy:
 

Goofyernmost

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I grew up with plastic on our living room furniture. But then again we were not allowed in the living room. Nobody was. A concept I still do not grasp. It was for company and holidays. Both rare in the 365 days a year. I love that Raymond episode. Flashback for me.
When I was growing the living room wasn't the problem. However, in 1958 my father bought his first NEW car. That immediately had plastic seat covers put on it. My father wasn't a person that kept cars very long. In fact, he traded them in every year for quite a long time. We couldn't have ruined the real seat covering if we tried in that short of time. But, every time he traded on went the plastic seat covers. They were cold in the winter and in the summer (this was pre-AC days) you, honest to god, stuck to the seats when on a trip. They caused you to have swamp butt in minutes, but, sit there for hours at at time while in transit and it was shear torture. I've never been sure why Mom and Dad weren't uncomfortable as we kids were.

We never had cool places like Disney to go to as kids. Sure, Disneyland appeared in 1955, but, there wasn't the chance of a snowball in hell of Dad driving across country just for that. Even new cars back then were not all that dependable on long trips, sometimes even short ones. We usually just went camping locally. I hated camping, but, every time he got adverturous and decided to go other places, it always ended in some sort of physical, emotional or mechanical disaster.

I understand better the "off limits" living room. In my era the most money that people ever spent on furniture and flooring was in the, for guest only, living room. That was the Better Homes and Garden moments from everything I could figure out. As I said, we didn't have that problem, my folks never seemed to care about how lived in the house looked, but, don't mess with the car.
 

Goofyernmost

Well-Known Member
I'm wondering if it was a victim of Photoshop? Look close at the words in the middle of the last two sentences. What does everyone else think? I'm pretty sure @MOXOMUMD didn't photoshop it, so please don't read that meaning into my reply.
Personally, I think that 1939 was a much more conservative time when words and phrases meant different things then we interpret them now. Know what it meant to be gay back then? It meant joyous and that was all! The last few generations have twisted the meanings of those words around from an innocent feeling of affection or happiness to something so much more gutterish and sexual.
 

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