Grrrrr ... Snarl .... Hisssss!!
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Whoami | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 12:37 pm     Grrr! The first 15 minutes of my day consisted of: -waking to someone rapid-fire ringing my doorbell. -flying out of bed, and throwing on something that won't scare the person at the door, and running downstairs (tripping over dogs that are telling me "someone's at the door, someone's at the door! Look, look, someone's at the door!"). -answer the door (no emergency, just someone being a "good neighbor." -running back upstairs to get my slippers, watch, etc. -coming back downstairs to find my dogs have been bad and peed all over the kitchen floor (I can't believe they did this!). -let the dogs out (like they need it now?) -going to wake my mom up, and on the way past the stairs hearing my alarm going off (of course it couldnt' do that when I was up there the last two times!). -waking mom up -heading towards the stairs to go turn my alarm off, only to be redirected to the back yard cause the dogs are barking furiously. -yelling at the dogs over and over and over and over while they ignore me and bark at the neighbors who have the nerve to be in their own back yard with their friends! -finally getting the dogs in -running back upstairs to turn off my alarm -come back downstairs, setting about to clean up the mess in the kitchen while the dogs mill around under my feet (tracking through the mess), and looking up at me with that "are you mad at us" look on their face. -finally getting to the computer, booting up. Only to find two of my three favorite message boards are down (this being one of them), and the third one only had two posts on it since last night. All that in 15 minutes! Grrrrr ... Snarl .... Hisssss!! If I didn't have so much adrenaline running through me by then, I think I would have gone back to bed and started the day all over again! |
Tksoard | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 12:45 pm     Oh Man, Who!! Where do you find all the energy so early in the morning!! And all that before a pot of coffee?!?!?! I envy you!!  |
Whoami | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 12:57 pm     Thus the GSH (grr..snarl..hiss) TK! I don't know where the energy came to do all that. I am soooo not a morning person. I sure didn't need to start my day off that way. And you're right, that pot of coffee is such a must! |
Twiggyish | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 01:01 pm     Whoami, you were busy this morning! My day started with taking the child to the park to meet with her friend. We spent a few hours there, then walked to a nearby Pizza place and ate lunch. In between posting here, I am watching the Airshow from my home. |
Ketchuplover | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 01:21 pm     whoami. may i have some of your adrenaline please? |
Whoami | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 02:03 pm     Well, it's mostly worn off now Ketchup. But you're welcome to any of it you can use. Don't know though, it was kinda negative adrenaline! Ya really want that? I like Twiggy's morning much better! |
Rabbit | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 02:05 pm     Whoami, your first mistake is allowing dawgs free run of your house. What you need are Rabbits. (Not the little pet store kind you buy as pets but the great big Wascally ones that move in and take over your house.) With Wabbits running your house, unwelcome early morning guests will be invited to stick their heads in bee-hives or be treated to tobassco sauce laced cups of coffee. Annoying dawgs, (they are soooo gullible), get exploding cocktail weinie treats or are led on trails over cliffs. Yes Whoami, your morning sucks, invite a Rabbit to take over your house today and life will be grand!! |
Buttercup | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 05:28 pm     Hehe...Juju, may not agree with you, Rabbit Zedrabbit and Butterbunny might, however. 'Cause we got skillz  |
Juju2bigdog | Saturday, April 13, 2002 - 06:54 pm     POUND HERE WITH LARGE HAMMER  |
Simplysal | Tuesday, April 16, 2002 - 09:55 am     To err is human.........To forgive divine. |
Donut | Tuesday, April 16, 2002 - 11:46 pm     hey whoami, are you sure your last name isnt Osbourne?.... and grrr, snarl , hisss, grrr, snarl, hiss, grrr, snarl , hiss, grrr , snarl, hiss, grrr , snarl hiss... i'll be back with the boring specifics later but at least i have time for some of the sentiment now... |
Whoami | Wednesday, April 17, 2002 - 11:44 am     Heh, I don't think I'm an Osbourne. But I do wonder if I'm a descendant of the fellow who is responsible for "Murphy's Law." So tell us the specifics of your grr, snarl, hiss, etc. |
Wargod | Wednesday, April 17, 2002 - 09:14 pm     May I join the grr....snarl.....hissss club? |
Whoami | Wednesday, April 17, 2002 - 11:30 pm     Sure Wargod! Anything in particular you'd like to grr..snarl...hiss about? |
Sunshinemiss | Wednesday, April 17, 2002 - 11:58 pm     I have a minor one I would like to vent here instead of taking it out hollering at my child who should probably know better... Ok. I went to the grocery store on my way home from work and picked up about 4 bags of groceries. After lugging them up 30 stairs by myself I dump them on the counters except for the one that needs to go into the fridge, with 3 steaks and 2 lbs of hamburger. That one I plop into the fridge as-is, intending to unload it later after, well, whatever. I was pooped, long day and all. So, dinner, homework, Mom sits down to websurf while boy does homework. I hear a small crash from the kitchen and my son (age 8) comes in and says "Nothing to worry about Mom, I was just getting a glass of milk and the bag fell out, I picked it up". I say thanks, think no more about it,until about 5 minutes ago (6 hours later) when I go into the kitchen and see the bag of meat SITTING ON THE COUNTER!!! Argh!!! I am sure in his 8 yr old brain picking it up off the floor is enough of an effort to qualify but sheesh!!! Sigh. Twenty bucks of meat going into the garbage. I should have checked I guess but I thought he is getting old enough for the common sense to have kicked in; if it comes OUT of the fridge it should go back IN to the fridge. Now I know I guess. Well I feel better now. I adore my son so I will just talk to him about it, THIS time anyway. Hollering usually does nothing but activate the "stop listening" button, that much I do remember from my childhood. Grrr snarl hiss indeed. Thanks for listening. |
Riviere | Thursday, April 18, 2002 - 01:02 am     I can add one to this!!! There are so many Net sites with threads about bad parenting, or bratty kids, who are apparently created by rotten parent skills, etc.. I think some of the posters either never had kids or consider themselves perfect and their own kids are angels, you know the type??? Years ago when my oldest son was 4 he was staying the weekend with his grandma, so I had two days to myself to read, do laundry, grocery shop, which is I am sure how every divorcee spends free weekends when they're 25! Entering the market a young very pg mother's coming out, she was struggling with a screaming toddler maybe age 3 and a small baby in a stroller, and a full cart; it was the middle of a very hot July and I admired her for not losing her temper though she spoke harshly to the little screamer to stop his bawling and tugged his hand.. At that moment some youngish 20 yo gal sauntered by and looked at ME saying loudly "The way some people treat their kids!!!" with a smirk on her face like she wanted me to add a put down.. Oh I could have just decked her on the spot for being so judgmental and stupid.. But without skipping a beat I stared at her and replied "The way some people can't mind their own business instead of doing something to help!!!" Gee, I never saw anyone blush so red!!! I walked over and took the mom's cart and helped her get the kids strapped in, she was about in tears but so grateful a stranger would realize her plight and help out that way. Being a young mom with a few similar terrible-toddler past problems myself, I never understood why other folks would walk on by making loud nasty remarks, instead of doing a small kindness when the opportunity to help instead of hurt was right there... |
Sunshinemiss | Thursday, April 18, 2002 - 01:06 am     Good for you Riviere, it is all too easy to be critical of others, takes a lot more effort to actually DO something about it. I am sure you were that Mom's angel of the day.  |
Whoami | Thursday, April 18, 2002 - 02:12 am     Good for you Riviere! My problem is, when I reach out with a helping hand, I get it slapped. For instance, I saw a woman leaving a gas station, about to pull out into a busy street (I was walking). She had a flat tire, and I motioned to her to let her know. She glared at me, and said "I know!" in a very snotty voice. I suppose she must have gone into that gas station for air and they didn't have any. When I motioned to her, I probably made her miss the break in traffic for her to pull out. But then, I didn't know she knew! Another time, I saw a woman park her car and walk away with the lights still on. I let her know the lights were on, and she rolled her eyes and snapped "they turn off on their own!" I guess she was always getting told that, and was sick of it. But how was I supposed to know? And yet another time, I was in a stadium, and I noticed an elderly lady struggling up the steps to the top of the stands (towards an exit). She'd put one foot up on a step, bend way down to hang onto a seat, pull herself up, and repeat the procedure with each step. When she got to my seat, I held my arm out for her to hang onto so she wouldn't have to bend way down. She just glared at me like I was in her way. I asked her if she'd like to hang onto my arm and all she did was just glare at me without saying a word. I said, "no? OK" and chucked a bit (I was a bit embarrased and uncomfortable by then), and put my arm back down. She continued up the steps and looked at me and said, "it isn't funny lady." *sigh* It's people like that who make me actually hesitate to reach out and help a stranger. Not because I don't want to, but rather I'm somewhat afraid to (being an introvert my nature, it's hard to put myself in a situation that will get people upset with me). So, Riviere, I admire you for being able to help out like that, and that your help was accepted! And Sunshine, sorry to hear your meat was wasted. But it was a twenty dollar lesson for your boy! I guess twenty dollars for an education on food safety can't be all that bad! |
Urgrace | Thursday, April 18, 2002 - 08:37 pm     Wow, today you are my hero Riviere! And Whoami, you have run into some nasty people! Your heart is in the right place and I admire your willingness despite the way people have treated you. Just keep trying and you will be rewarded in kind. Sunshine, a calm conversation always gets heard, even if they don't tell you they heard it until they turn 30 (I know!). |
Riviere | Friday, April 19, 2002 - 05:11 am     Now we all know why I never applied to be on Big Brother!!! I'd chew em up and spit em out for lunch, kill em with kindness!!! There are some real good souls in this old world.. When my son age 14 lost his wallet in a Walmart parking lot, a man called all over IL and MO locating Dad, to return it, as our home phone # had changed.. We never expected anyone would go that far to return a cheap wallet with a measly $6 in it.. Always do what you can, I say, it's come back to me so many times over... |
Whoami | Friday, April 26, 2002 - 11:22 am     Two days in a row now, I've recieved "recorded" telemarketing calls! Even though I suspected each call was a taped message, I tried to say "NO" and of course the tape just blathered on. So, I hang up and give it several seconds. Since they are the caller, it won't hang up (I reopened the line to see if they were gone). I know if I leave my end hung up long enough, it will finally disconnect. But it really irritates me that they have my phone line trapped for that amount of time. What if I was expecting an important call? Grrr!!! |
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