The Semi-Consolidated Leakage Thread again!!!

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When I was a teenager, my mother put me on what she called "extinction" for three days. That's where there is no acknowledgement whatever that the person "extincted" is even alive.


That's a pretty harsh thing to do to your kid.


Most of my best parenting decisions came from remembering how I was handled in a given situation . . . and then doing something completely different.


Petty squabbles are almost fun by comparison.

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When I was a teenager, my mother put me on what she called "extinction" for three days. That's where there is no acknowledgement whatever that the person "extincted" is even alive.


That's a pretty harsh thing to do to your kid.


Most of my best parenting decisions came from remembering how I was handled in a given situation . . . and then doing something completely different.


Petty squabbles are almost fun by comparison.

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Kids don't come with a set of instructions and a USDA stamp of approval on their ass. There are things my parents did to me that I SWORE I would never do to my kids. Half of which I lived up to. And I'm quite certain my boys have made the same vows and I'm just as certain that they'll be lucky to live up to half their list as well.

Most parents of more than one child understand, unlike the government, that one size really doesn't fit all.

Ishmael
 
Kids don't come with a set of instructions and a USDA stamp of approval on their ass. There are things my parents did to me that I SWORE I would never do to my kids. Half of which I lived up to. And I'm quite certain my boys have made the same vows and I'm just as certain that they'll be lucky to live up to half their list as well.

Most parents of more than one child understand, unlike the government, that one size really doesn't fit all.

Ishmael



Mom's family seemed to pass the sins along to the next generation. I agree, table manners are nice, but quit picking at the fucking kid for each and every meal and let them eat. Just leave them be - teach them when they're a bit older.


I stuck up for my cub like a mother tiger, and I still do. Fuck with him, and he'll fuck you up himself. Then I'll grab-a-holt of yer ass and make you rue the day you were born.


It's all trial-and-error anyway.


Okay, out of here for a few hours . . . .

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And . . . Happy Friday!!!


It should be a straight-forward day at work today. We have a short cabinet crew today, but we shorted their work, so it shouldn't be a problem. We can resume Monday with "normal" activities. Otherwise, nothing special today. Next week is the draw appointment.


They started putting in the new vinyl floorsyesterday. I hate the color. Good new is, I don't live there, so it's no matter.


I have to play mend-the-roof this weekend . . . in the cold. Somehow, I think I'll live . . . .

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It's be passing freezing on the downhill here shortly.


It's official: nobody is getting anything this year. I am celebrating Islamic Xmas.


If you don't like it, then I will declare jihad on your infidel ass.


Except the kids. I will get the kids something.

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Happy Saturday!!!


That crazy hund was looking to spend the night out in the snow.


I had a Siamese cat once who wouldn't come in one night. I had to bundle up and go chase that dumb bastard around the yard to capture him to bring him in. It wasn't hard - he stayed up top and contasted mightily with the snow. He was an ornery old bastard. He just went out one day and we never saw him again. I always suspected that he moved in with some poeple down the street.


Good - they got to pay his declining years vet bills.

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Made fresh bacon and coffee for the wimmin's, I hear them stirring...


I need to run errands and do laundry, but who knows?


I just may go back to bed with a good book.


My dawgs are still barking.
 
Everyone is fed.

Life is good, life is happy.

I gave the hellhounds rawhides.

With the temps this cold, the decided to focus on me for exercise,

I just don't have that much time. Mic Jagger, a father yet again, in Some Girls...
 
Who, him?


Nah, Allah surely hates him, as surely as dawn follows night, and so on and so forth.


Miserable people usually don't follow contented folks around and make shit up for "attention." That's like pissing on the floor so the hum will beat you. It's a speshul kind of st000pid.


Besides, there ain't no frau around here to do this silly shit - and if there were, she wouldn't know to do things like wash-n-iron the curtains from time to time.

 
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