I'll admit, I'm not neat, organized (except for files on my computer; those are always organized), and it takes me a few days to put away laundry in my room. But why put something empty back in the fridge? Only time I've ever done that is if I'm clearing the table and no one tells me something is empty. All it does is unnecessarily take up space, not to mention if you're running out and look in the fridge to see if you've got something, sometimes you can be fooled by empty bottles (I'm looking at you salad dressing bottles!). One of my pet peeves with my brother is when I ask him to bring the laundry down and put it in the washing machine and he either only throws it downstairs, or he brings it down and sticks in it front of the washing machine. But he's 12; we can still break that habit.My kids go through 5-7 individual bags/day. Each bag is 1.33l, so 3 would be close to a gallon. I spend approx $10/day on milk!
Too much work for Canadian teenagers too.
My cutlery drawer is full of the little snipped plastic bag ends. I have to clean them out constantly.
Apparently changing the milk bag is like changing the toilet roll ... neither wants to do it if they don't have to. More often than not, they will just put the empty jug/bag back in the fridge for the next unsuspecting sucker.
My mom doesn't want rent, she just wants us to get through college with as little debt as possible afterwards. I like to think I do things for myself as much as possible, I know I've gotten a lot better since high school. I don't think my dad would take rent if we offered it anyway.I started out a hard-, and then life, and circumstances, and caring for dying parents, etc. just beat me down.
I can live without rent. I want peace, sanity, and "coffee" in the living room whenever I feel like it.
Yep. "Former Leaning Tower of Pisa" just doesn't quite have the same ring to it.![]()
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But they are Canadian so at the end of the day they are your problem. So please come and get them out of my area's waterways. They are being total jerks.
The only version of poutine I've had is at Le Cellier, but man, they do it well. Would love to try real poutine someday.
Is your Dad Fred Sanford? (and since that reference may be a bit old for some of you...)Conversation with my dad:
Dad: Oh, I've got this pain in my chest.
Me: I think you're fine.
Dad: No, I could be having a heart attack. *grabs the right side of his chest*
Me: That's the wrong side for a heart attack.![]()
Well come visit ours. A few miles from the town I grew up in we have the Leaning Tower of Niles. It was part of a vast park an industrialist in the 30s built for his employees and a tribute to an Anniversary of the original Tower.
Now a few feet from a Target.It too had to go through expensive renovations around a decade ago.
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Is your Dad Fred Sanford? (and since that reference may be a bit old for some of you...)
I've already shared this - I could have a heart attack, drive myself to the hospital, have by-pass surgery ... and not tell a soul, until I needed a ride home.Haha, yes! He gets indigestion and always says, "Are you sure this isn't a heart attack?' The other day he had a pimple he thought was cancer until my mom popped it.The problem is one day something really will be wrong and we won't believe him...
What if her name isn't Honey?What did the man say to his wife when he got home?
Honey, I'm home!
Well, hopefully that day won't be any time soon.Haha, yes! He gets indigestion and always says, "Are you sure this isn't a heart attack?' The other day he had a pimple he thought was cancer until my mom popped it.The problem is one day something really will be wrong and we won't believe him...
What if her name isn't Honey?
Is your Dad Fred Sanford? (and since that reference may be a bit old for some of you...)
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