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Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
I survived High School orientation today. I got hit up for money for band parents, band and chorus pictures, band summer field trip and lunch money. Anybody know if they still make Boone's Farm, that may be the only thing in my budget for a while:eek::eek::eek::eek:

Ugh. Anyone who says our kids receive a free public education...well they are just WRONG! :banghead:
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
Large IT projects take a while to roll out completely, especially ones that go out to consumers. One of our IT projects will span four years. Not to mention it probably has to go through so many checkpoints in a company like Disney. Just getting the infrastructure in place probably will take that long, not to mention testing.

None of this I knew until I started working in an IT Project Management Office.

Plus Disney has a real horrible track record in launching any IT Project. WiFi was just about everywhere when Disney finally dipped their Big Toe into the 21st Century (a decade into it) Even though others had mastered it Disney still kept tripping over their ears trying to the eras basic. I remember all the special events that kept crashing their systems and so many guests having issues with MDE and being transfered and transferred because they had so few tech people that even understood how to actually navigate MDE 1.0 I remember my first visit with iPhone and crashing my battery all the time because MDE kept disconnecting and then searching for a signal.

It is best they try to get it right. We shall see if that happens.
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
I was terrified hearing all the horror stories almost scared me out of having kids but I was one of those annoying people who glowed for 9 months gave birth went home the next morning and cooked myself real food. Runs and hides under large rock. Labor was long and boring both times but not painful, runs and hides under even larger rock. James was born during a month long heat wave and my doctor was worried about the heat bothering me and she couldn't understand my blood pressure didn't go up at all. I might as well just find a boulder:oops:

Have I ever mentioned I HATE YOU! :inlove:
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
I kind of understand it, but I also wonder compared to the amount of money they will spend compared to how many subscriptions they will have if keeping the Netflix contract would have worked better. Plus, I don't know about the rest of you, but the Disney movies I want, I already have or will buy. Even if I spend $60-$100 on several movies throughout the year, that's still cheaper than 12 months of a $10 per month subscription, and I own them, so I have them forever. But if I let the subscription lapse, that's it. Whereas for Netflix 1. I watch a lot of their TV shows, and 2. A lot of the movies on there I don't own, so I can't watch them whenever I want. Not without my subscription anyway. And for the occasional one that I didn't see in theaters but don't want to buy, there's Redbox for about $2 a movie to rent.

And then there's the cost. I'm guessing Disney will have to purchase new servers and other additional IT infrastructure, plus bring on contractors for the duration of the project, plus they'll likely have additional people on permanently to maintain it...I'm wondering what their payback period will be.

I'm thinking it is that total package thing they are going after just not movies, it is that SPORTS revenue. Will be interesting to see how this all shakes out in a few years.
 

Figgy1

Well-Known Member
Better be a bus-sized boulder. :cautious: I had terrible morning sickness, particularly with my son. Well...all day sickness. And I had what they call pelvic instability, which I had never even HEARD of, but I could hardly walk for the pain. There were 3 midwives in the practice we went to and the first one, I asked her why it hurt so badly to walk. She told me what it was and told me it was because I'm fat and basically told me I deserved it and she wouldn't do anything to help me. The next appointment I had was with a different one, and as I got up and waddled into the office her jaw dropped and she said, "Oh my goodness, we need to get you into physical therapy!!" And that helped a lot, and the PT told me under no circumstances was I to climb the stairs for the first four days after delivery. Once I was installed in bed, I was allowed to get up to use the bathroom and shower, but that was it, and I was to make sure that my bed was installed on the same level as the shower/toilet so I didn't have to use stairs to get to it. And then after those 4 days, I was allowed ONE trip up or down the stairs, so once I was downstairs, I'd better bring everything I needed with me because I wasn't allowed to go back up and get anything until I went back up for the night. She taught me how to get in and out of bed, the bath, etc safely. She said if I didn't follow her instructions, I might have problems for the rest of my life because as the pelvis hardened back up, the shifting of weight caused by walking stairs could cause it to heal crooked and I'd have a permanent issue. As soon as we thought I was pregnant the 2nd time, I reverted to the once a day stair rule, the no bike riding rule, etc...I still landed in a wheelchair for 3 weeks because I could barely get from the couch to the bathroom without crawling. I literally had to crawl up the stairs at night because I could not lift my feet and I had to sit and have DH put my shoes on and take them off because I physically was not able to lift my feet an inch off the floor. My son is 9 and I still have some issues, though not what it was when I was pregnant. I hate to think what it would be like if I hadn't followed doc's orders.

Have I ever mentioned I HATE YOU! :inlove:
{{HUGS}} If it makes you feel any better I did get morning sickness once each pregnancy. Time to find a bigger boulder:oops::oops::oops::oops:
 

Figgy1

Well-Known Member
Hence why It could be pretty late for Disney. I mean.. Netflix already a a huge footing. Theres also Amazon and other big league players hitting already.

Plus Netflix is producing a few MARVEL exclusive shows as well.
I'm sure Disney will get the share of the markets they're looking for sports fans, families with young children, and Disney nerds. I may drop Netflix and add Disney depending on the cost and offerings. We have Hulu for movies and network shows and we're going to pick up CBS in the fall so maybe we'll switch. Netflix stock didn't take the news well at all.
 

Songbird76

Well-Known Member
Thanks! :)
And yes, the kiddos do remember a great deal of it and definitely appreciate it.
Funny thing is, when they were little, our kiddos didn't think anything other than this is what all moms and dads do. When they got a little older and observed other families, that was when they realized it wasn't always that way.
As a side note, we also knew 3 other couples where the dad was the one at home with the kiddos, and mom was the "breadwinner".

That is sad about your dad. I don't ever remember feeling like an inconvenience to our pop. As a matter of fact, just the opposite. That's probably where I got it from, although my folks had a different approach (mostly due to the times) than we did. I remember talking with them about it when I was in my early 20's, and neither one of them had a problem with it. It worked for them.
Mom worked at home, pop did the "rat race" ;) to earn a paycheck.
Mom got us up for school, took us to dr. appointments, parent teacher conferences (which were during the day - working hours for pop - then), did the laundry, cleaned the house, made dinner, etc., etc., etc. But, pop did his part, too.
Workaday world, night school to further his career, home maintenance, vehicle maintenance (I remember him being up on more than one weeknight doing a brake job, or replacing a water pump, long after I was ushered off to bed by mom because I wanted to "help dad!"...!!! :hilarious:
They had one joint bank account and one checkbook that mom kept. Pop took sack lunches to work. They went over the checkbook together over the weekends.
Pop also managed to coach all 4 of us (including 12-year younger sis) in baseball/softball and soccer. Heck, myself and both of my brothers even played soccer with him on an IBM team when he still worked there...!!!!! :joyfull: :)

I missed not one single Girl Scout Father Daughter Dance with our DDs, not one school award ceremony, not one choir concert, etc. I knew ahead of time and planned accordingly.

And yes, my job (although DS was only ever bottle fed - with very expensive special formula early on - because he was in the NICU so long), was to go to baby, change diaper, bring baby to mom for feeding, check diaper again after feeding, and return baby to bed.
There were also many times I bottle fed DS in the middle of the night myself.
I remember the black tar/Velcro poop diapers for about the first 2-3 weeks with DDs, then came the larger loads and the odeeeeeeerrr... :eek: :confused:
Good memories...!!!!! :joyfull: :hilarious: ;)
Yeah, my dad wouldn't take time off work for the Daddy Daughter Tea, so I either had to ask a friend to take me, or skip it. My dad didn't even take time off for my high school graduation. He showed up, watched the beginning and then left to go to work. No idea if he even saw me get my diploma. He DID switch shifts so he could come to my wedding. I only remember him stopping by on one birthday to drop off my present. My baby book lists people who were there at my first 2 birthdays, and my mom noted that my dad was not present because he decided to go buy or sell some cattle that day. They divorced when I was 6, and mostly I remember waiting for him to show up on the weekend for visits. IF he came, he was usually several hours late...he'd say he'd be there around 9 and wouldn't get there until 2. He'd bring us back having not fed us or anything because he was running errands and didn't want to stop for food and then we were running late and had to get home. I remember mom being FURIOUS when he brought us home starving at 10 p.m. once because even though we had asked several times to go eat, he just wanted to get this one more errand run and then after that he wasn't hungry and didn't want to stop and we were already supposed to be back at 9 so we were late. So we get home an hour late and mom had to fix dinner for us at 10 p.m. And visits mostly consisted of dad running errands and leaving us in the car. I was about 12 or 13, my brother 14, and dad had a friend who was in a halfway house after her release from prison. (He had semi sort of dated her for a while before, and never believed she did what she was convicted of) She needed change for the soda machine, and it was a sort of house arrest type place..they couldn't leave the premises. So dad went and got change from a gas station to bring to her, but he didn't want us going in, so he said he'd just be a few minutes and to stay in the truck, lock the doors and keep the windows up. It was 95 degrees that day and he was gone for over 2 hours. My brother was getting too warm and rolled the window down and I was so scared we were going to get in trouble when dad came out. My dad had quite a temper. I don't remember what happened, so it must not have been too bad, but who knows what would have happened if my brother hadn't broken the rules. When I was 3, my mom went to go do grocery shopping...the town was 40 miles from the ranch, so she was gone for hours. She asked dad if he was going to stay home or go do the chores because I was sick so she couldn't take me with her. He said he'd wait to go feed the cattle and such. She came home to a seemingly empty house. When he came home later with my brother and not me, she panicked...he had decided he couldn't wait, he had to do the chores, but I didn't want to go, so he left me, a 3 year old with the stomach flu, home alone. They had neighbors out looking for me on the buttes and everything. Mom found me a couple of hours later, curled up in bed completely under the covers, asleep. She never left us alone with dad again until they divorced and the judge ordered us to visit on weekends. But that's what I mean by inconvenience...it was...well, I am supposed to have the kids today, so I guess I'll go pick them up and they can stay in the truck while I run errands. Or, well gee, I really do need to go do chores, so I'll just leave her here because she doesn't want to go. He didn't WANT to spend time with us, but that's what the judge said, so he'd do it, but life would sure be easier if we weren't around. He really just did not relate at all to children. He thought a child was a spoiled brat because he asked his parents if he could go look at the dessert display in a restaurant. Children were supposed to be still and sit there while the adults were talking, and not interrupt with rude requests to get up. As an adult, as long as I avoided the topic of politics, I could get along with him very well, and I even grew to appreciate him and what his life had been like and WHY he was like that. His parents were deeply unhappy and he was an oops and they had planned to divorce when he came along and they stayed together for him. It made for a very poor example and a lot of resentment. So I GET it now, but as a child, I understood that really, he considered us an unwanted duty and he did bare minimum to comply with the court. As an adult, he grew to love me and we had a really good relationship once I moved over here. But as far as being an involved father, he wasn't winning any awards. I would have been very envious of your girls, always having you there for the important things and doing things with them.
 

Figgy1

Well-Known Member
Thanks! :)
And yes, the kiddos do remember a great deal of it and definitely appreciate it.
Funny thing is, when they were little, our kiddos didn't think anything other than this is what all moms and dads do. When they got a little older and observed other families, that was when they realized it wasn't always that way.
As a side note, we also knew 3 other couples where the dad was the one at home with the kiddos, and mom was the "breadwinner".

That is sad about your dad. I don't ever remember feeling like an inconvenience to our pop. As a matter of fact, just the opposite. That's probably where I got it from, although my folks had a different approach (mostly due to the times) than we did. I remember talking with them about it when I was in my early 20's, and neither one of them had a problem with it. It worked for them.
Mom worked at home, pop did the "rat race" ;) to earn a paycheck.
Mom got us up for school, took us to dr. appointments, parent teacher conferences (which were during the day - working hours for pop - then), did the laundry, cleaned the house, made dinner, etc., etc., etc. But, pop did his part, too.
Workaday world, night school to further his career, home maintenance, vehicle maintenance (I remember him being up on more than one weeknight doing a brake job, or replacing a water pump, long after I was ushered off to bed by mom because I wanted to "help dad!"...!!! :hilarious:
They had one joint bank account and one checkbook that mom kept. Pop took sack lunches to work. They went over the checkbook together over the weekends.
Pop also managed to coach all 4 of us (including 12-year younger sis) in baseball/softball and soccer. Heck, myself and both of my brothers even played soccer with him on an IBM team when he still worked there...!!!!! :joyfull: :)

I missed not one single Girl Scout Father Daughter Dance with our DDs, not one school award ceremony, not one choir concert, etc. I knew ahead of time and planned accordingly.

And yes, my job (although DS was only ever bottle fed - with very expensive special formula early on - because he was in the NICU so long), was to go to baby, change diaper, bring baby to mom for feeding, check diaper again after feeding, and return baby to bed.
There were also many times I bottle fed DS in the middle of the night myself.
I remember the black tar/Velcro poop diapers for about the first 2-3 weeks with DDs, then came the larger loads and the odeeeeeeerrr... :eek: :confused:
Good memories...!!!!! :joyfull: :hilarious: ;)
My dh hasn't missed much over the years:joyfull: Sometimes no matter how well he planned his job got in the way:( and a few times either my mom or his mom wanted to go and we didn't have enough tickets and either he or I skipped going but the concert was played at home the next day. That being said my dh has gone on quite a few field trips:joyfull:
 

Figgy1

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Yeah, my dad wouldn't take time off work for the Daddy Daughter Tea, so I either had to ask a friend to take me, or skip it. My dad didn't even take time off for my high school graduation. He showed up, watched the beginning and then left to go to work. No idea if he even saw me get my diploma. He DID switch shifts so he could come to my wedding. I only remember him stopping by on one birthday to drop off my present. My baby book lists people who were there at my first 2 birthdays, and my mom noted that my dad was not present because he decided to go buy or sell some cattle that day. They divorced when I was 6, and mostly I remember waiting for him to show up on the weekend for visits. IF he came, he was usually several hours late...he'd say he'd be there around 9 and wouldn't get there until 2. He'd bring us back having not fed us or anything because he was running errands and didn't want to stop for food and then we were running late and had to get home. I remember mom being FURIOUS when he brought us home starving at 10 p.m. once because even though we had asked several times to go eat, he just wanted to get this one more errand run and then after that he wasn't hungry and didn't want to stop and we were already supposed to be back at 9 so we were late. So we get home an hour late and mom had to fix dinner for us at 10 p.m. And visits mostly consisted of dad running errands and leaving us in the car. I was about 12 or 13, my brother 14, and dad had a friend who was in a halfway house after her release from prison. (He had semi sort of dated her for a while before, and never believed she did what she was convicted of) She needed change for the soda machine, and it was a sort of house arrest type place..they couldn't leave the premises. So dad went and got change from a gas station to bring to her, but he didn't want us going in, so he said he'd just be a few minutes and to stay in the truck, lock the doors and keep the windows up. It was 95 degrees that day and he was gone for over 2 hours. My brother was getting too warm and rolled the window down and I was so scared we were going to get in trouble when dad came out. My dad had quite a temper. I don't remember what happened, so it must not have been too bad, but who knows what would have happened if my brother hadn't broken the rules. When I was 3, my mom went to go do grocery shopping...the town was 40 miles from the ranch, so she was gone for hours. She asked dad if he was going to stay home or go do the chores because I was sick so she couldn't take me with her. He said he'd wait to go feed the cattle and such. She came home to a seemingly empty house. When he came home later with my brother and not me, she panicked...he had decided he couldn't wait, he had to do the chores, but I didn't want to go, so he left me, a 3 year old with the stomach flu, home alone. They had neighbors out looking for me on the buttes and everything. Mom found me a couple of hours later, curled up in bed completely under the covers, asleep. She never left us alone with dad again until they divorced and the judge ordered us to visit on weekends. But that's what I mean by inconvenience...it was...well, I am supposed to have the kids today, so I guess I'll go pick them up and they can stay in the truck while I run errands. Or, well gee, I really do need to go do chores, so I'll just leave her here because she doesn't want to go. He didn't WANT to spend time with us, but that's what the judge said, so he'd do it, but life would sure be easier if we weren't around. He really just did not relate at all to children. He thought a child was a spoiled brat because he asked his parents if he could go look at the dessert display in a restaurant. Children were supposed to be still and sit there while the adults were talking, and not interrupt with rude requests to get up. As an adult, as long as I avoided the topic of politics, I could get along with him very well, and I even grew to appreciate him and what his life had been like and WHY he was like that. His parents were deeply unhappy and he was an oops and they had planned to divorce when he came along and they stayed together for him. It made for a very poor example and a lot of resentment. So I GET it now, but as a child, I understood that really, he considered us an unwanted duty and he did bare minimum to comply with the court. As an adult, he grew to love me and we had a really good relationship once I moved over here. But as far as being an involved father, he wasn't winning any awards. I would have been very envious of your girls, always having you there for the important things and doing things with them.
{{HUGS}}
 

Songbird76

Well-Known Member
It could be a demographic thing too and a huge chunk of circumstances. I had to travel with my first career. When I had to unexpectedly go out of town I was just scrambling to find someone to cover for me, usually my Mom would take them if I was out of town, I rarely got real sick but a couple of times she had them for over a week when I couldn't take care of them. I guess I never really gave it a thought back then why I was always scrambling...We don't get do overs but hindsight is great.

It is the one and only reason I gave up career #1. I could not keep up with kids, house, career and school/ sport obligations. Finally just said Uncle. The next year with finances in place I started my own business and home base was my home. It was in ways easier not to have to find sitters, daycare etc but I never had the opportunity to be focused on my work, I still was always juggling. It was hard and I am glad they are grown and out of college.

And that is why I'd never ask anyone why they don't have kids, when are they going to have kids etc. While I'd do it all over again...I'd do it differently.
Oh it could totally be the demographics. Mostly, our little town consisted of 2 types of families...either one or both of the parents worked for one of the coal mines, or they were ranchers. They were mostly happy 2 parent homes, the model of old-fashioned family values where dad went out and worked and mom stayed home and tended to the house and kids. In the families where both parents worked, either the kids fended for themselves, or the mom took care of the house and kids when she got home from work. That's just the way it was...it was quite scandalous in the church when my parents divorced. There were plenty in the congregation who thought my mom should be excommunicated and I was told by one girl in my class that we didn't really have a REAL family, because we didn't have a dad. And that we didn't belong in the church as much as she did. She had more right to be there because they were a REAL family. (not everyone was like that...there were several, but certainly not a majority. Several families ended up leaving our church because of those members who were so incredibly judgmental.) So it's possible that my experience is not indicative of the National norm, but it certainly struck me that there was a HUGE difference between what I grew up with and what it was like in the Netherlands.
 

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