"ba dum tish"Work gave out donuts today as an employee appreciation thing. They "donut" know what they'd do without us.![]()
I need this in my life.
Unless it is someone else's child or a kitten or a baby Yoda I am not interested.You have children you choose not to take on vacation
Yeah, we did that.That was one issue I didn't have. I'd known my doctor at the time since I was about 9; I had no problem calling him and asking for what I needed. I've been going to the same allergist and dentist since I was even younger; I had no problems calling them either. I also started doing those kinds of things when I was 17. I had a migraine at school one day, and my mom was working, but my dad was working from home. Called the doctor, made an appointment, and told Dad he'd better come get me because we were going to the doctor. "Do you expect me to drop everything and come get you?" "Yup." One of the few times he ever took me in place of mom. I was actually glad to just be able to go myself and not have to worry about having a parent take me. My mom did go on all of my doctor's appointments with that diagnosis I had earlier this year. It was kind of weird since she hasn't gone with me in a really long time.
I put my mom down as my health care agent with our local hospital so she can help if needed. I signed a HIPPA form saying my info could be revealed to her. Our doctor's office is associated with the hospital, so it's all synced. I finally had to add Dad before my surgery since he was coming to get me. Usually if you go to a new office, they'll have you sign a HIPPA form asking if there's anyone you can release info to, and I put down my mom.
It has been my experience of living through two girls that turned 18 two years apart. They did tend to push their adult status a little far, but, not until they were out of college. Then they decided that I owed them a living and it was a situation that came to a head rather quickly.Is that what YOU were like? Is that why you say that?
Last night I said to my daughter: "When you wake up tomorrow, you will be an 18 year old...an adult. I can't believe it actually."
She responded:
"YOU can't believe it....no I can't believe it. I still feel like 13 or whatever".![]()
I still find it hard to believe that my youngest just turned 9. It felt like yesterday that I was fighting with her to potty train. My 18 year I just look at and am just amazed that she herself is no longer 9. I couldn't image them in their 40's and me in my 70's. I will gladly wait and hope time slows down a little bit.It has been my experience of living through two girls that turned 18 two years apart. They did tend to push their adult status a little far, but, not until they were out of college. Then they decided that I owed them a living and it was a situation that came to a head rather quickly.
One used the argument of how they were engaged and just trying to save money until they could afford a down payment on a house. The other went out with a boyfriend and some times stayed out really, really late (if you get my drift). By then both were in their 20's so I really had no say in their life at that point. I would see her at breakfast and dinner, usually a couple of showers a day and so on. I didn't throw either of them out, but since when they were in school their mother was also living in Boston and attending Umass Boston going after her doctorate, frankly I had drained out my bank accounts just getting all of them through school. I'd be on the streets right now if they all hadn't gotten some pretty good scholarships. Anyway, I love my daughters but I was feeling really used at that point so I told the them that I had drained my limited wealth getting all of them through school so if they were going to stay here they had to cough up room and board. I got varying degrees of push back from them including the old faithful... "You owe it to me because I didn't ask to be born". It didn't work, so both had to go out into the big, bad world and learn quickly what it costs to live. The eldest got married first and two years later so went the younger. They both now have a 20 year old, an 18 year old and a 17 year old, collectively. and the chickens are coming home to roost. Now they understand how hard it is to cut the umbilical cord and how many concerns, worries and fears that we have for our children. I'm kinda enjoying watching that all happen.
You will, or should, be happy to know that now that they understand my situation, we share experiences and feelings of how we felt at the time and it has brought us to a deeper relationship then just dad and children. Course it helps that they are both in their 40's now. Wait until you find out how unbelievable that feels.
I feel my age mostly when dealing with my children. The grandchildren seem like they should naturally be there and their ages don't affect me. I think I told you guys about how depressed my oldest daughter was when she turned 45. All she could say was that she was halfway to 90. I told her to stop whining because I was halfway to 142 so she wasn't going to get any sympathy from me. She felt better at that point. My youngest is going to be 44 in April, so I will probably, I hope, have to deal with that again in a year and a half.I still find it hard to believe that my youngest just turned 9. It felt like yesterday that I was fighting with her to potty train. My 18 year I just look at and am just amazed that she herself is no longer 9. I couldn't image them in their 40's and me in my 70's. I will gladly wait and hope time slows down a little bit.
Which park today?
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so if they were going to stay here they had to cough up room and board. I got varying degrees of push back from them including the old faithful... "You owe it to me because I didn't ask to be born". It didn't work, so both had to go out into the big, bad world and learn quickly what it costs to live.
See Ferret get out again because you forgot to lock it.
Thneed yesterday!
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