Where in the World is Bob Saget?

[JenniferS]

I've stayed at AKL a few times through the years (but too expensive for me now). I always requested Arusha Savannah for the most panoramic view (incidentally, they now charge extra for Arusha—they never did in the past . . . ). Anyway, the AKL lobby was gorgeous and extremely well-themed. The swimming pool in the back was really fun, and I think it might have been the first zero-entry pool on WDW property. (They also had lockers and showers for people (who had already checked out of the hotel) but who wanted to get in a final swim on their departure day.) The Mara had some nice variety for their quick-service restaurant.

It's so pleasant to sit out on the balcony in the morning and watch the animals wake up (yup, I'm usually up before any of the critters!). I'd also see the workers driving small pickups with skinny tree branches and lots of greenery. They'd "bait" trees closer to the guest view areas, by placing the branches on top of actual tree branches on the savannah, to entice the giraffes to go eat there (which was fun for guests to view, gave extra time for people taking pictures, etc.).

I remember one, funny giraffe that waited for the workers to get off the truck, lower the back hatch, and then take some branches over to the trees. While the men were doing this, the giraffe snuck over to the back of the (hatch down) truck, and just start helping himself to the branches hanging off the back! HA! Why wait for them to put the branches in trees, when it was easier to just have breakfast off the back of a pickup!

I love the giraffe story!

 

[JenniferS]

just call the squab and eat them

Pass.

 

[seahawk7]

One of my brothers used to call pigeons, "rats with wings" !

I've heard that if you feed pigeons they will communicate to other pigeons that "this" is where the food is.

 

[JenniferS]

So, Son #1 is furious with me. And rightfully so.
But, in my defense, here's the whole story:

He's been pi$$y and combative for days. He's returning to high school, after taking last year off, to improve a number of marks. He's starting at a new high school, assuming they accept him, at the age of 19 1/2.

He needs a haircut, a beard trim, and some new jeans. Unfortunately, he sleeps all day, and hasn't accomplished any of these things.

Yesterday, he says, "Give me your car".
I said, "No", but offered to drive him to his destination - the "flophouse", where he used to live - on the other side of town.

I made it clear, when dropping him off, that he needed to be picked up before 1:00, bunk at the flophouse, or walk.

I texted him twice around 12:30, asking what his plans were. He said he didn't know.

I texted him at 1:00, saying last chance for a ride. He didn't answer.
So, I called. He answered and hung up on me. I called back. Ditto.
Now I'm mad, so I called again. Again, before I could even speak, he hung up on me.

Keep in mind - I bought this phone. I pay for the service. That phone is for my convenience. Not his!

So, I texted him. Said I was going to bed, and he would have to call me to unlock the door, if he didn't have his key.

I fell asleep at 3:00 (with a giant belly-ache from my new meds), and the phone rang at 3:35.
"Come pay for this cab, and unlock the door."

I know he's not nervy enough to expect me to pay for a cab, but I go down to unlock the door.
No kid.

I wait 10 mins, assuming he called en route. Still no kid. So, I called him.
Honest to goodness, he said, "How do you like it? Being disturbed when you're doing something?" And then he hung up.

5 mins later, he calls again; and hangs up.

At 4:30, I'm still awake 'cause I'm fuming (and my tummy has not settled), and he calls again.

"I was walking home along St.Paul's, and some guy pulled a knife on me. I called the cops, they're bringing me home".

To which, I of course, say - Bull ship!

Well, 5 mins later, a police car rolls up and drops him off.

And he's furious with me. Calling me things you wouldn't call your worst enemy.

I tried to speak with him, but he continues to lash out at me. Finally I say, "Well, that's what you get for being a bull-ship, lying manipulator. I never know when to believe you".

While he was in the shower @ 5:00 a.m., I sent him a text saying that I apologized for handling that wrong, that I was glad he was okay, and that would speak when he gets up.

Thankfully, he's still sleeping.

So, yeah, I did bad. But seriously, what do you expect? When you lie, bull-ship, and try to manipulate me - all day, every day - what do you expect?

Hubby's answer? Same as always - boot 'em both out!

 

[Gabe1]

Seeing @The Mom with a green light just reaffirms "she is always watching".

Ha! Didn't think of that.

 

[MOXOMUMD]

I don't eat Bambi, Kaa, Thumper, Chip and Dale, nor Mickey.

I have tried Bambi....too gamey tasting. I'll stick with Clarabelle, Porky and Nemo.

How about Chicken Little?

 

[unkadug]

So, Son #1 is furious with me. And rightfully so.
But, in my defense, here's the whole story:

He's been pi$$y and combative for days. He's returning to high school, after taking last year off, to improve a number of marks. He's starting at a new high school, assuming they accept him, at the age of 19 1/2.

He needs a haircut, a beard trim, and some new jeans. Unfortunately, he sleeps all day, and hasn't accomplished any of these things.

Yesterday, he says, "Give me your car".
I said, "No", but offered to drive him to his destination - the "flophouse", where he used to live - on the other side of town.

I made it clear, when dropping him off, that he needed to be picked up before 1:00, bunk at the flophouse, or walk.

I texted him twice around 12:30, asking what his plans were. He said he didn't know.

I texted him at 1:00, saying last chance for a ride. He didn't answer.
So, I called. He answered and hung up on me. I called back. Ditto.
Now I'm mad, so I called again. Again, before I could even speak, he hung up on me.

Keep in mind - I bought this phone. I pay for the service. That phone is for my convenience. Not his!

So, I texted him. Said I was going to bed, and he would have to call me to unlock the door, if he didn't have his key.

I fell asleep at 3:00 (with a giant belly-ache from my new meds), and the phone rang at 3:35.
"Come pay for this cab, and unlock the door."

I know he's not nervy enough to expect me to pay for a cab, but I go down to unlock the door.
No kid.

I wait 10 mins, assuming he called en route. Still no kid. So, I called him.
Honest to goodness, he said, "How do you like it? Being disturbed when you're doing something?" And then he hung up.

5 mins later, he calls again; and hangs up.

At 4:30, I'm still awake 'cause I'm fuming (and my tummy has not settled), and he calls again.

"I was walking home along St.Paul's, and some guy pulled a knife on me. I called the cops, they're bringing me home".

To which, I of course, say - Bull ship!

Well, 5 mins later, a police car rolls up and drops him off.

And he's furious with me. Calling me things you wouldn't call your worst enemy.

I tried to speak with him, but he continues to lash out at me. Finally I say, "Well, that's what you get for being a bull-ship, lying manipulator. I never know when to believe you".

While he was in the shower @ 5:00 a.m., I sent him a text saying that I apologized for handling that wrong, that I was glad he was okay, and that would speak when he gets up.

Thankfully, he's still sleeping.

So, yeah, I did bad. But seriously, what do you expect? When you lie, bull-ship, and try to manipulate me - all day, every day - what do you expect?

Hubby's answer? Same as always - boot 'em both out!

edit: Maybe I'm misreading the times but...

First of all... someone that hasn't even graduated from high school should not be at a flop house...much less until 1:00 am and if somebody calls me at 3:00 am they had better be in the hospital or they soon will be.

I agree with the sentiments of booting 'em both out. They are walking all over you and showing you no respect whatsoever.

 

[unkadug]

How about Chicken Little?

Love me some Chicken Little....how on earth could I leave him off my list?

 

[Gabe1]

So, Son #1 is furious with me. And rightfully so.
But, in my defense, here's the whole story:

He's been pi$$y and combative for days. He's returning to high school, after taking last year off, to improve a number of marks. He's starting at a new high school, assuming they accept him, at the age of 19 1/2.

He needs a haircut, a beard trim, and some new jeans. Unfortunately, he sleeps all day, and hasn't accomplished any of these things.

Yesterday, he says, "Give me your car".
I said, "No", but offered to drive him to his destination - the "flophouse", where he used to live - on the other side of town.

I made it clear, when dropping him off, that he needed to be picked up before 1:00, bunk at the flophouse, or walk.

I texted him twice around 12:30, asking what his plans were. He said he didn't know.

I texted him at 1:00, saying last chance for a ride. He didn't answer.
So, I called. He answered and hung up on me. I called back. Ditto.
Now I'm mad, so I called again. Again, before I could even speak, he hung up on me.

Keep in mind - I bought this phone. I pay for the service. That phone is for my convenience. Not his!

So, I texted him. Said I was going to bed, and he would have to call me to unlock the door, if he didn't have his key.

I fell asleep at 3:00 (with a giant belly-ache from my new meds), and the phone rang at 3:35.
"Come pay for this cab, and unlock the door."

I know he's not nervy enough to expect me to pay for a cab, but I go down to unlock the door.
No kid.

I wait 10 mins, assuming he called en route. Still no kid. So, I called him.
Honest to goodness, he said, "How do you like it? Being disturbed when you're doing something?" And then he hung up.

5 mins later, he calls again; and hangs up.

At 4:30, I'm still awake 'cause I'm fuming (and my tummy has not settled), and he calls again.

"I was walking home along St.Paul's, and some guy pulled a knife on me. I called the cops, they're bringing me home".

To which, I of course, say - Bull ship!

Well, 5 mins later, a police car rolls up and drops him off.

And he's furious with me. Calling me things you wouldn't call your worst enemy.

I tried to speak with him, but he continues to lash out at me. Finally I say, "Well, that's what you get for being a bull-ship, lying manipulator. I never know when to believe you".

While he was in the shower @ 5:00 a.m., I sent him a text saying that I apologized for handling that wrong, that I was glad he was okay, and that would speak when he gets up.

Thankfully, he's still sleeping.

So, yeah, I did bad. But seriously, what do you expect? When you lie, bull-ship, and try to manipulate me - all day, every day - what do you expect?

Hubby's answer? Same as always - boot 'em both out!

Oy. Again. I'm so sorry you are dealing with this and nothing is changing.

I tip toe here. You keep putting it out there for us...so here I gingerly go against my better judgement. I am a Mom too and love my children dearly also. But there are boundaries they know they cannot cross, ever let alone daily. You apologized why? Because your response to being harassed and verbally abused was not handled well?

I worry for what you are teaching them. It is OK to be abusive to women and people. We all say things we wish we could take back, we have regrets but if we are not abusive in our souls we do not continue this behavior.
What are you teaching these young men about how women in their life's should be treated in the future? What if someone actually marries them and they spawn. What type of life will grandkids have let alone daughter in laws. What if they have daughters? So far it seems there are not consequences for abuse and and they seem to believe women should just take it and Mom should apologize to them for daring to attempt to stand up against abuse.

They know they can treat you like this and it has set the pattern of abuse now and likely will not change in the future as long as you are willing to keep taking it and even apologize. My suggestion is to get yourself into therapy and deal with why you are willing to continue to be victimized and why you continue to let the two of them throw your household up for grabs before one day your husband has enough and decks one of them and the boys has husband hauled away by the police.

and there ya go, my take on it and again, I am so sorry you have to deal with this

 

[JenniferS]

edit: Maybe I'm misreading the times but...

First of all... someone that hasn't even graduated from high school should not be at a flop house...much less until 1:00 am and if somebody calls me at 3:00 am they had better be in the hospital or they soon will be.

I agree with the sentiments of booting 'em both out. They are walking all over you and showing you no respect whatsoever.

He has actually graduated - this year, thanks to summer school.
He needs to return to boost a number of marks to get into college.

The "flophouse" is what I called the house he was living in for 7 months last year. There were, at any given time, between 6-9 people living there; and not necessarily enough beds to go around.

Oy. Again. I'm so sorry you are dealing with this and nothing is changing.

I tip toe here. You keep putting it out there for us...so here I gingerly go against my better judgement. I am a Mom too and love my children dearly also. But there are boundaries they know they cannot cross, ever let alone daily. You apologized why? Because your response to being harassed and verbally abused was not handled well?

I worry for what you are teaching them. It is OK to be abusive to women and people. We all say things we wish we could take back, we have regrets but if we are not abusive in our souls we do not continue this behavior.
What are you teaching these young men about how women in their life's should be treated in the future? What if someone actually marries them and they spawn. What type of life will grandkids have let alone daughter in laws. What if they have daughters? So far it seems there are not consequences for abuse and and they seem to believe women should just take it and Mom should apologize to them for daring to attempt to stand up against abuse.

They know they can treat you like this and it has set the pattern of abuse now and likely will not change in the future as long as you are willing to keep taking it and even apologize. My suggestion is to get yourself into therapy and deal with why you are willing to continue to be victimized and why you continue to let the two of them throw your household up for grabs before one day your husband has enough and decks one of them and the boys has husband hauled away by the police.

and there ya go, my take on it and again, I am so sorry you have to deal with this

The only thing I apologized for is not being sensitive to the fact that a guy pulled a knife on him and tried to rob him. That must have been terrifying.

All the rest, he can kiss my a$$.

And here, I was just about to tell y'all that he was slowly becoming a human being again ....

 

[Gabe1]

The only thing I apologized for is not being sensitive to the fact that a guy pulled a knife on him and tried to rob him. That must have been terrifying.

All the rest, he can kiss my a$$.

And here, I was just about to tell y'all that he was slowly becoming a human being again ....

Boy details of that armed robbery are missing. I've been around people who have been mugged. They are generally quiet, nervous, sick to their stomachs with just the event playing over and over. Terrorized and in no shape to be lashing out once they reach safety. Color me curious.

 

[unkadug]

Boy details of that armed robbery are missing. I've been around people who have been mugged. They are generally quiet, nervous, sick to their stomachs with just the event playing over and over. Terrorized and in no shape to be lashing out once they reach safety. Color me curious.

I agree, it does sound fishy. I bet the police would be interested in finding out he filed a false report.

 

[MinnieM123]

@donaldtoo and @MinnieM123 Have fun on your journeys today.

Thank you! It was a nice sunny day outside, and fun to get away to southern Maine for a few hours. We poobered around some shopping outlets up in Kittery, and then headed for seafood restaurants. But, I should have realized that all of them would be mobbed due to the big holiday weekend. We ended up coming back home to MA, instead, and went to a nice, local restaurant. I still got a lobbie roll though, and it was delish! I even had a glass of wine, and I hardly ever order liquor. Now, I feel just a little giddy and silly after that . . . come to think of it, that's pretty much my normal behavior anyway!

 

[JenniferS]

Boy details of that armed robbery are missing. I've been around people who have been mugged. They are generally quiet, nervous, sick to their stomachs with just the event playing over and over. Terrorized and in no shape to be lashing out once they reach safety. Color me curious.

Apparently the guy took off as a car approached. No mugging actually occurred - just threatened.

The cops took a report. As Son #1 was being driven home in the cruiser, he heard on the radio that another officer had spotted someone matching the description about 8 blocks away.
He may be required to make a positive ID, if the guy is apprehended, which had not happened by the time he was dropped off.

Does the kid lie? Absolutely.
About something like this? Doubtful.
Hubby has two brothers who are retired from the force. It would take all of two seconds for his tale to be debunked.

 

[MinnieM123]

So, Son #1 is furious with me. And rightfully so.
But, in my defense, here's the whole story:

He's been pi$$y and combative for days. He's returning to high school, after taking last year off, to improve a number of marks. He's starting at a new high school, assuming they accept him, at the age of 19 1/2.

He needs a haircut, a beard trim, and some new jeans. Unfortunately, he sleeps all day, and hasn't accomplished any of these things.

Yesterday, he says, "Give me your car".
I said, "No", but offered to drive him to his destination - the "flophouse", where he used to live - on the other side of town.

I made it clear, when dropping him off, that he needed to be picked up before 1:00, bunk at the flophouse, or walk.

I texted him twice around 12:30, asking what his plans were. He said he didn't know.

I texted him at 1:00, saying last chance for a ride. He didn't answer.
So, I called. He answered and hung up on me. I called back. Ditto.
Now I'm mad, so I called again. Again, before I could even speak, he hung up on me.

Keep in mind - I bought this phone. I pay for the service. That phone is for my convenience. Not his!

So, I texted him. Said I was going to bed, and he would have to call me to unlock the door, if he didn't have his key.

I fell asleep at 3:00 (with a giant belly-ache from my new meds), and the phone rang at 3:35.
"Come pay for this cab, and unlock the door."

I know he's not nervy enough to expect me to pay for a cab, but I go down to unlock the door.
No kid.

I wait 10 mins, assuming he called en route. Still no kid. So, I called him.
Honest to goodness, he said, "How do you like it? Being disturbed when you're doing something?" And then he hung up.

5 mins later, he calls again; and hangs up.

At 4:30, I'm still awake 'cause I'm fuming (and my tummy has not settled), and he calls again.

"I was walking home along St.Paul's, and some guy pulled a knife on me. I called the cops, they're bringing me home".

To which, I of course, say - Bull ship!

Well, 5 mins later, a police car rolls up and drops him off.

And he's furious with me. Calling me things you wouldn't call your worst enemy.

I tried to speak with him, but he continues to lash out at me. Finally I say, "Well, that's what you get for being a bull-ship, lying manipulator. I never know when to believe you".

While he was in the shower @ 5:00 a.m., I sent him a text saying that I apologized for handling that wrong, that I was glad he was okay, and that would speak when he gets up.

Thankfully, he's still sleeping.

So, yeah, I did bad. But seriously, what do you expect? When you lie, bull-ship, and try to manipulate me - all day, every day - what do you expect?

Hubby's answer? Same as always - boot 'em both out!

Prayers to your entire family. Sometimes, people may love each other very much, but may not necessarily need to stay living together, under the same roof. Every so often, it may be better for parties involved to give each other space to work out issues. I only wish the best for your entire family, you especially.

 

[seahawk7]

@JenniferS I'm sorry you have to deal with this. I could not imagine what it is like to have to deal with children who act that way. I wholeheartedly believe that no matter how hard you try to raise them right, sometimes the way children behave is not a direct correlation of the way they are raised.
I feel like all I can offer is support to you and not advice since I truly don't know how I would behave in your situation. However, I do think the advice given from other posters is good advice.

 

[JenniferS]

Starting Wednesday, Hubby is done work. Probably until the new year.
Then, oh boy, things are gonna change!

 

[JenniferS]

On a totally different note, I bought a "smart" TV today.
Just not sure, I'm smart enough to figure it out.

I got it all set up, and am watching regular programming.
When Hubby gets home, he can help me figure out the many additional features.

 

[StarWarsGirl]

So, Son #1 is furious with me. And rightfully so.
But, in my defense, here's the whole story:

He's been pi$$y and combative for days. He's returning to high school, after taking last year off, to improve a number of marks. He's starting at a new high school, assuming they accept him, at the age of 19 1/2.

He needs a haircut, a beard trim, and some new jeans. Unfortunately, he sleeps all day, and hasn't accomplished any of these things.

Yesterday, he says, "Give me your car".
I said, "No", but offered to drive him to his destination - the "flophouse", where he used to live - on the other side of town.

I made it clear, when dropping him off, that he needed to be picked up before 1:00, bunk at the flophouse, or walk.

I texted him twice around 12:30, asking what his plans were. He said he didn't know.

I texted him at 1:00, saying last chance for a ride. He didn't answer.
So, I called. He answered and hung up on me. I called back. Ditto.
Now I'm mad, so I called again. Again, before I could even speak, he hung up on me.

Keep in mind - I bought this phone. I pay for the service. That phone is for my convenience. Not his!

So, I texted him. Said I was going to bed, and he would have to call me to unlock the door, if he didn't have his key.

I fell asleep at 3:00 (with a giant belly-ache from my new meds), and the phone rang at 3:35.
"Come pay for this cab, and unlock the door."

I know he's not nervy enough to expect me to pay for a cab, but I go down to unlock the door.
No kid.

I wait 10 mins, assuming he called en route. Still no kid. So, I called him.
Honest to goodness, he said, "How do you like it? Being disturbed when you're doing something?" And then he hung up.

5 mins later, he calls again; and hangs up.

At 4:30, I'm still awake 'cause I'm fuming (and my tummy has not settled), and he calls again.

"I was walking home along St.Paul's, and some guy pulled a knife on me. I called the cops, they're bringing me home".

To which, I of course, say - Bull ship!

Well, 5 mins later, a police car rolls up and drops him off.

And he's furious with me. Calling me things you wouldn't call your worst enemy.

I tried to speak with him, but he continues to lash out at me. Finally I say, "Well, that's what you get for being a bull-ship, lying manipulator. I never know when to believe you".

While he was in the shower @ 5:00 a.m., I sent him a text saying that I apologized for handling that wrong, that I was glad he was okay, and that would speak when he gets up.

Thankfully, he's still sleeping.

So, yeah, I did bad. But seriously, what do you expect? When you lie, bull-ship, and try to manipulate me - all day, every day - what do you expect?

Hubby's answer? Same as always - boot 'em both out!

I'm going to have to go with your husband on this one.

 

[unkadug]

Starting Wednesday, Hubby is done work. Probably until the new year.
Then, oh boy, things are gonna change!

Good, I hate seeing you go through all this turmoil.

We all only want the best for you.