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Ferijen
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WTAF?
Kelly, you have my respect for the crazee
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L'organist
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OK Kelly, toilet paper revenge.
1. Unroll the entire roll right to the end.
2. Write random quote/saying on the last piece.
3. Re-roll.
No, not my idea, inherited from an uncle-by-marriage.
Realise it would be time consuming but if you did every roll in the house... ![[Killing me]](graemlins/killingme.gif)
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Ann
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A bit more simple - separate the two plies of the toilet paper and just unwind the top one over the roll once; tear off the surplus length. The perforations will not now line up.
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Kelly Alves
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The surge of creativity. Maybe we got Heaven thread potential here.
(Ann- did that. She just did it back. I felt stupid for play g her game. Oh, well, it's. Tough being the sane one.)
[ 29. May 2014, 22:37: Message edited by: Kelly Alves ]
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I cannot expect people to believe “
Jesus loves me, this I know” of they don’t believe “Kelly loves me, this I know.”
Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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Kelly Alves
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quote:
Originally posted by Doublethink:
You should engage in revenge origami.
This might be worth it, and I could just invoke my artiste persona to justify it.
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I cannot expect people to believe “
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Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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Palimpsest
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a slight tangent
my favorite origami
/tangent
Perhaps you should take her origami, glue it to one of your matte boards and draw a charcoal sketch around it and hang it on the wall. I don't know what the caption should be though "memories of mother" might be good.
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jbohn
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quote:
Originally posted by Kelly Alves:
Ok cool, I have confirmation on the crazy.
This isn't just age, either, this cockamamie bathroom stuff has bern going on since I was a kid.
Sounds (if you'll pardon the expression) crazier than a shithouse rat...
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Kelly Alves
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1. She learned a lot of this stuff from Dad.
2. She is definitely Salieri to Dad's Mozart.
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I cannot expect people to believe “
Jesus loves me, this I know” of they don’t believe “Kelly loves me, this I know.”
Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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Erik
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Am I the only one who is increasingly developing a mental picture of some kind of zoo where Kelly's mum wanders around a cage with all of us peering through the bars while Kelly (dressed as a zoo-keeper) instructs us on an especially strange species.
(cue David Attenbough-style voice)
And here we see Motherus fruitbattius. Note the various examples of 'toilet-paper origami' which have been deposited around the enclosure. This is believed to be some kind of territorial marker produced in an attempt to achieve the status of dominant female.
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lilBuddha
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I want to quotes file that, Erik, but I think it needs the content of the thread.
Actually Laughed Out Loud.
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Lyda*Rose
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quote:
Originally posted by Kelly Alves:
1. She learned a lot of this stuff from Dad.
2. She is definitely Salieri to Dad's Mozart.
Hmm. Does that mean that your dad is a Mozart of crazy malice compared to your mom's Mozart-wannabe Salieri? Or that your dad is a well meaning Mozart doofus compared to your mom's poisonous Salieri? Enquiring minds...
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Kelly Alves
Bunny with an axe
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Well IRL Salieri wasn't poisonous, but the comparison I was going for was the the first one.
If I went into my dad stories, things would stop being funny really fast.
[ 02. June 2014, 17:51: Message edited by: Kelly Alves ]
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I cannot expect people to believe “
Jesus loves me, this I know” of they don’t believe “Kelly loves me, this I know.”
Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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Curiosity killed ...
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Just really pissed off by families.
I heard third hand that my sister's partner committed suicide last week - and have no way to do anything about it. She pretty much blanked all my attempts to get back in contact over the last few years. I didn't even know she was back in a relationship.
Families suck. Dysfunctional families suck big time.
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North East Quine
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quote:
Dysfunctional families suck big time.
^ This ^
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Taliesin
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Kelly, you have to move out. Today. I realise my house is inconveniently located on the wrong continent, but what the hell? You need to be somewhere else, because this is mad. Pick a friend, come and stay. The uk is nice, I promise.
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Drifting Star
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I reckon we could sort out a great rota.
And I promise not to introduce you to my mother-in-law.
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Kelly Alves
Bunny with an axe
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Seriously?? SERIOUSLY???
I just need to update my passport. ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
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Jesus loves me, this I know” of they don’t believe “Kelly loves me, this I know.”
Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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Come and sample the delights of the Cotswolds. ![[Smile]](smile.gif)
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Beauty fades, dumb is forever-Judge Judy
The man who made time, made plenty.
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Ariston
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You know where else you can stay, Fluffybunbuns?
Hell.
I'll shovel some extra brimstone into the furnace just for you. Make you feel right at home. Even throw in a screeching harpy, no charge. You won't even notice you've moved.
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Taliesin
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my fucking DR can fuck right off.
And she probably will, because I sent a text to say so.
and now I'll feel guilty.
And when she dies, as she undoubtedly will from sheer spite, we can all stand at her grave feeling guilty and resentful.
what a waste of a god given life.
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Ariston
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There will be many a glass raised to the memory of my DR when she kicks her boots.
…I've mentioned she's radically teetotal?
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The5thMary
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I have an elaborate prank you could pull on a relative who is a bit...cold. Hee hee hee...it's elaborate but funny, I think. This prank has to be done in bitter cold weather.
1.Take their mattress of their bed.
2.Drag it outside and thoroughly cover it with cold water from the hose. Make sure to get the water into every nook and cranny of the mattress. 3. Leave the mattress outside to freeze overnight.
4. The next day, wrestle the now frozen mattress back into their bedroom and heave it onto the box spring. Make the victim's bed as usual.
5. Wait until they try to sleep in it. "Are you cold? I feel so cold! Something is wrong! My sheets are freezing!"
I never tried this as it seems too much work and also, I don't hate anyone that much. ![[Snigger]](graemlins/snigger.gif)
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Firenze
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Elaborate and frankly improbable.
A block of ice 6 x 3 x 1.5 ft weighs how much? And since few bedrooms are maintained at subzero temperatures, the impending bed-goer doesn't notice the bedding is sopping wet and puddles are forming on the floor?
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Kelly Alves
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quote:
Originally posted by Taliesin:
And when she dies, as she undoubtedly will from sheer spite, we can all stand at her grave feeling guilty and resentful.
Which means you will really need to bring a bottle of champagne and play Twister on the gravesite to sooth your feelings.
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I cannot expect people to believe “
Jesus loves me, this I know” of they don’t believe “Kelly loves me, this I know.”
Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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The5thMary
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quote:
Originally posted by Firenze:
Elaborate and frankly improbable.
A block of ice 6 x 3 x 1.5 ft weighs how much? And since few bedrooms are maintained at subzero temperatures, the impending bed-goer doesn't notice the bedding is sopping wet and puddles are forming on the floor?
Well, it SOUNDED fun.
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Ariston
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quote:
Originally posted by The5thMary:
quote:
Originally posted by Firenze:
Elaborate and frankly improbable.
A block of ice 6 x 3 x 1.5 ft weighs how much? And since few bedrooms are maintained at subzero temperatures, the impending bed-goer doesn't notice the bedding is sopping wet and puddles are forming on the floor?
Well, it SOUNDED fun.
No, it sounded dumb. If it creates loads of work for you to create a minor inconvenience for somebody else that you'll have to clean up anyway, then it's just work for no gain.
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chive
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My mother, who may have been mentioned before on this thread, last week bought a make of tablet on the recommendation of my sister who has one. She phoned me up and told me about this and I mentioned I'd never even seen one of that make.
Since then she has phoned me six times asking me how to do things on said tablet. Each time I've informed her I have absolutely no idea as I don't own any tablet, let alone the one she has as she knows, and therefore don't know how to download what ever passive aggressive evoprayer app she desperately wants.
Eventually after she'd phoned me twice at work on the same day I asked her why she didn't phone my sister who actually had a tablet exactly the same and could probably help and was told, 'because she's got a proper job and I wouldn't want to interrupt her.'
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Doublethink.
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You need caller ID
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Curiosity killed ...
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Problem with screening out the crazy relative is that the day you refuse to talk to them is the day they want to tell you something important to you, like your grandmother has died, not the trivialities that are important to them.
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JonahMan
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chive: find out how to wipe the hard disk, or something equally fatal, and talk her through that process. Doubt you will be seen as the expert after that. Or possibly worth talking to at all.
Consider it verbal judo, using the DR's annoying habit against them.
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For when you're old, or ill and particularly in the coffin
It's no trouble to behave
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Amanda B. Reckondwythe
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quote:
Originally posted by Curiosity killed ...:
Problem with screening out the crazy relative is that the day you refuse to talk to them is the day they want to tell you something important to you, like your grandmother has died, not the trivialities that are important to them.
That's why God created answering machines.
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Drifting Star
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My mother-in-law used to leave little messages on the answerphone that were just whimpers. Occasionally there would be a whispered 'Oh, whatever am I going to do?' Fear makes you return calls like those, but there was never anything wrong beyond the tragedy of having to speak into an answering machine.
She got over that (I can't remember how), and now she just barks out 'It's Mum.' Never any suggestion as to whether there is anything wrong or she is just making a social call, but we assume that if she doesn't ask us to call her back we don't need to do so with any haste.
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Starbug
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Mother-in-law phoned Mr Bug recently, on arriving back home from a holiday with her sister and his husband. She was upset about coming home to an empty house, as her partner died two years ago. Fair enough, but how is her son supposed to deal with his mother crying down the phone 'How am I going to live without him?', then hanging up on him and refusing to answer when he tries to call her back? She said she had gone to the toilet, but somehow I don't believe it.
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North East Quine
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![[brick wall]](graemlins/brick_wall.gif)
So, I have to remember that I know A about B, but I'm to pretend to C that I don't know A about B. Because if C knew I knew A about B, he might deduce that I also know D about C. Which I do. But I'm supposed to pretend that I don't.
Do other families have a complicated set of rules about who knows what about whom?
The worst one involves a man now in his 80s, whom I have never met, not least because he emigrated to Australia before I was born.
I was told, as a child, that I must never ask who his father was. The fact that I was unlikely to ask such a question about someone who a) was quite a distant relative anyway and b) I had never met and was never likely to meet was irrelevent. This was the question that must never be asked.
The point of the secrecy was to stop the man himself ever knowing who his father was.
When I was 18, I was told who his father was. Apparently, the whole family (and if distant relatives like me were included we must have been talking about well over a hundred people) had to be told once they were adults, so that they could help keep the secret. I know one of my second cousins was also told when he was 18, so it wasn't just me.
This is weird, isn't it? It's not normal family stuff, is it?
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Originally posted by North East Quine:
The point of the secrecy was to stop the man himself ever knowing who his father was.
When I was 18, I was told who his father was. Apparently, the whole family (and if distant relatives like me were included we must have been talking about well over a hundred people) had to be told once they were adults, so that they could help keep the secret. I know one of my second cousins was also told when he was 18, so it wasn't just me.
This is weird, isn't it? It's not normal family stuff, is it?
This is weird, yes - this particular instance. Massively weird, in fact. If you want something to be kept a secret you would usually NOT tell everyone surrounding a person...
However, I think the business of there being cliques within families which share information that is not necessarily then broadcast is not inherently weird. I suppose it might not be 100% healthy, however. I'm probably just trying to rationalise my own position here, whereby my sister and I tend to report to each other on conversations had with our mother. The main point of this is not gossip, but because at some juncture it became apparent to us that we were not being told the same stories about or given the same explanations for things. So we cross-reference. But it does sometimes lead to that whole thing where you remind yourself that, theoretically, you are hearing this for the first and only time, and you'd better adjust your face accordingly...
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Firenze
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Personally, I hope somebody dropped a line to the bloke in Australia saying 'Your da was that big guy in the black cape with the breathy voice you never got on with'.
But Knowledge is Power after all, so I suppose it could be seen as some kind of status enhancer. Also, it sounds as if it comes from an era (which I remember) in which a great many more things were scandalous - but one in which you were likely to spend your life in close proximity to the same people. Hence a need to construct elaborate pretences to protect both your own reputation and to channel the potentially disruptive knowledge of what was really happening.
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Thyme
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quote:
Originally posted by anoesis:
However, I think the business of there being cliques within families which share information that is not necessarily then broadcast is not inherently weird. I suppose it might not be 100% healthy, however. I'm probably just trying to rationalise my own position here, whereby my sister and I tend to report to each other on conversations had with our mother. The main point of this is not gossip, but because at some juncture it became apparent to us that we were not being told the same stories about or given the same explanations for things. So we cross-reference.
This! My sister and I realised at some point that Dad was being seriously manipulative (the kinder version was confused and forgetful). So we used to have to spend hours on the phone to each other relaying in detail the contents of our visits and conversations with him. The first thing we would do on arriving home would be to ring each other and download it all before we forgot the detail.
We also discovered that the versions of events that Dad was conveying to other relatives and friends was often seriously inaccurate and had to have some difficult conversations with some people in order to encourage them to communicate directly with us if they felt the need.
Dad was very into telling people 'Don't tell the girls'. He never told us anything. He didn't like the right hand to know what the left hand was doing. This led to some serious problems which had a very bad impact on his quality of life, although he could never see that this was a consequence of his behaviour.
Quite frankly it was a relief when he died and we didn't have to do all the constant having every conversation and interaction several times anymore.
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Twilight
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quote:
Originally posted by North East Quine:
So, I have to remember that I know A about B, but I'm to pretend to C that I don't know A about B. Because if C knew I knew A about B, he might deduce that I also know D about C. Which I do. But I'm supposed to pretend that I don't.
Oh yeah. The minute I'm told not to tell C about A, A weighs on my mind every second I'm talking to C, so that it becomes like a form of Tourette's just dying to burst forth, so that I can't really think of anything else to say.
But, recently, time passed and I was chatting to B about something very different when I made a glancing reference to A as though it was something we all knew and now I'm in waiting for the other shoe to drop.
In other news, Kelley Alves's mother has become a sort of home companion to me. I can't take a shower without thinking about her. I try to find explanations for her. I turn the shower head around various ways, thinking maybe it drips when it's down and doesn't when it's up. I won't go in to the toilet paper issue.
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North East Quine
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Originally posted by Firenze:
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Also, it sounds as if it comes from an era (which I remember) in which a great many more things were scandalous - but one in which you were likely to spend your life in close proximity to the same people. Hence a need to construct elaborate pretences to protect both your own reputation and to channel the potentially disruptive knowledge of what was really happening.
That's exactly the situation. His parents both lived in the same small village, had been dating openly, but his mother didn't want to marry his father. When he was born the entire village knew who his father was. His father then married another girl from the same small village and had children. At some point someone (his mother? his father? his father's wife?) decided that he ought not to know that the children of the marriage were his half-siblings (they all lived in the village and all went to the same village school) and this elaborate secrecy thing grew up, whereby everybody knew, but conspired to make sure that neither he, nor his half-siblings, knew.
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Doublethink.
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Presumably, to avoid accidental incest, whilst also avoiding the public stigma of being a bastard.
We had a similar related situation in our family a generation back. It got resolved when a particular set of people had died off.
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North East Quine
Curious beastie
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Possibly - but by the time I was told who his father was, all the children were in their 50s or late 40s. Quite apart from the fact that he was in Australia.
But the whole "tell everyone so they can keep it a secret" was still ongoing.
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mark_in_manchester
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My father has spent 6 months not speaking to me. This is currently pressing, as yesterday was his birthday, and not having been able to ring then, I feel a duty to ring now. Cards were sent, made by my daughters, which avoided the 'happy birthday from the guy you were pretending had stopped existing' conundrum, to some degree.
Perhaps the kids can ring him. I'll report back on my here, public, bet that the second sentence whichever kid will utter, will be "because we wanted to wish you a happy birthday".
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(so good, I wanted to see it after my posts and not only after those of shipmate JBohn from whom I stole it)
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Kelly Alves
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Oh, Good Lord. Commiseration alert.
Somewhere out in the net-iverse I have an essay I wrote about the 2 year period in which my stepfather pretty much stopped acknowledging my presence. In and of itself this didn't bother me-- the less I had to talk to him the better-- but it became a problem because 1. We were living in the same house and 2. I was required to loudly greet him when coming into the house-- every day. Meaning, every time my greeting wasn't loud enough, my mother would march up to my room and demand I greet him louder.
"I don't care if he never speaks to you again, he is The Father and you show respect no matter what he does."
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I cannot expect people to believe “
Jesus loves me, this I know” of they don’t believe “Kelly loves me, this I know.”
Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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Caissa
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There has to be several good novels in this thread.
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God is kind to authors, and feeds them like the ravens in the desert with good things.
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Kelly Alves
Bunny with an axe
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Originally posted by Caissa:
There has to be several good novels in this thread.
So on it.
Brenda Muahahaha!
[ 10. July 2014, 18:53: Message edited by: Kelly Alves ]
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Jesus loves me, this I know” of they don’t believe “Kelly loves me, this I know.”
Kelly Alves, somewhere around 2003.
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L'organist
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posted by Thyme quote:
Dad was very into telling people 'Don't tell the girls'. He never told us anything. He didn't like the right hand to know what the left hand was doing. This led to some serious problems which had a very bad impact on his quality of life, although he could never see that this was a consequence of his behaviour.
This sounds spookily like both of my parents!
But at least your father acknowledged both hands - our not only didn't like the left hand to know what the right hand was doind, he didn't want either hand to know of the existence of the other.
About a month before he died he made a point of dragging my youngest sibling (with small children) hundreds of miles so that "you can help me plan my funeral": so off they toddled, had the discussion, made the notes, took small children home, typed it all up, sent off copy (as requested), etc, etc. Papa told them to make sure it was in a safe place.
Forward four and a half weeks and he dies - at which point another sibling (a) announces that they're organising the funeral, and (b) that the clergy involved had meeting with parent 4 months ago when content was agreed. Content of this was totally different from that given to youngest child who duly felt they'd been done-over for one last time.
The upshot of 50+ years of parental game-playing (by both parents) is that none of us are in touch with all of the others, nor are we likely to be.
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Lyda*Rose
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Originally posted by Brenda Clough:
God is kind to authors, and feeds them like the ravens in the desert with good things.
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