Whine like a baby, now with 500% more drama!

First off, that's the best birthday to have. Especially for a girl. I'm just sayin'. ;)

Secondly, (ignoring the peanut gallery above for a moment), at least you're in the last leg of it and she's considered full-term at this point. And though it's been a little while, since you've had Jet this won't be a new process for you. I remember how rough the last month is, so you have my full sympathy. I'd say at this point elevate your legs any chance you get to give your lower-half a break, and don't hesitate to ask Blu for a little more help to give your body a break. Any way you can get a foot massage or reflexology to give you a little relief? It did wonders for me (of course I also have a father who's a massage therapist, so I got it for free.) Fingers crossed it goes quickly!
Thanks luv. Trying to take it easy but between Braxton Hicks and a recently turned five year old that is gearing up for summer fun it's a little tough. At least I don't have to work anymore! I can't imagine trying to give TOURS like this.

At least I got out to see Godzilla today.

Lessee...they say the run-up to birth the baby gains a pound a week, so...that's an 11-12lb baby coming.
Certainly no record, but definitely noteworthy.

--Patrick

That size terrifies me. XD Can you imagine pushing that out?

She's currently breech so I might be in for c section buuuuut...I hope she's going to turn over soon.
 
Thanks luv. Trying to take it easy but between Braxton Hicks and a recently turned five year old that is gearing up for summer fun it's a little tough...

She's currently breech so I might be in for c section buuuuut...I hope she's going to turn over soon.
Look for prenatal yoga on YouTube, especially the cat/cow pose. If you have or know someone who could let you borrow an exercise ball/Swiss ball/ balance ball, that could help you out a bit too. They both help to relieve lower back pain, hip ligament pain, and might encourage baby to get into a good position.
 
My second literally did somersaults in utero until the day she was born. She was also only 6 pounds 12 ounces, and my uterus was too much space for her.
 

fade

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I once ate a burrito from a shady food cart in Mexico. It also did somersaults until it passed. If that hazy time in a dank bathroom stall was any indication, the burrito was also in breech. I did learn who to call for a good time, though.
 
On the plus side, LittleSin, at the little passenger isn't trying to chew its way out, unlike Fade's burrito. Which would be really ineffective since all it would have are gums.
 
I once ate a burrito from a shady food cart in Mexico. It also did somersaults until it passed. If that hazy time in a dank bathroom stall was any indication, the burrito was also in breech. I did learn who to call for a good time, though.
867-5309?
 
Really, Professor, I get the analogy of how a client may "vomit" out their feelings and problems on the therapist. I do not need to hear this description in every lecture. It's making me want to regurgitate my breakfast, literally and not figuratively.
 
Multi Level Marketing can suck on my unwashed taint.

It seems like a lot of people I know are suddenly being suckered into this bullshit (majority of them women, for whatever reason). It seems like we're being invited to host a fucking candle, make-up, whatever other bullshit party every other weekend by friends. I don't want my friends trying to fucking sell me shit in order to make back some of the exorbitant cost most of these companies charge people for the joy of selling their crap.
 
A lot of women get into it because the pitch line is that you can set your own hours, be able to have more time with family, make good money from your parties (since that's where you also recruit people), and be your own boss. Get out of the rat race and be your own woman who can have it all! I know all to well how it goes since these companies thrive in military communities.
 

Cajungal

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I'm all out of shits to give. The minutia of my students' lives is barely interesting when I'm in a good mood. I don't give a fuck where you bought those shoes. I don't want to hear your opinion of giraffes. I don't want to see the shitty craft you barely glued together in day care. Just... look at the bugs and mix the shit I tell you to mix and let your friends deal with the boring anecdotes.

I'd feel bad about being rude if children weren't willing to tell a long, boring story to literally anyone who'll listen. They'll chat up a scarecrow if it's windy enough to make it look interested.
 
I just had my 3rd period class stop in the middle of a lesson and made them write a short essay summary of the chapter we were working on. In dead silence. This class is full of fuck-ups and assholes who don't listen. Then they had to the nerve to complain that I never have them do anything fun. The little bastards don't realize that they don't get to do half the stuff other classes do during the day because they haven't earned it. If I thought we could do a fun activity without them talking, trying to walk around, interrupting me, or just not doing what they were supposed to do, I would be all for it. But I can't trust them.

So quit bitching about how boring things are. You're being punished for your bullshit.
 
I'm all out of shits to give. The minutia of my students' lives is barely interesting when I'm in a good mood. I don't give a fuck where you bought those shoes. I don't want to hear your opinion of giraffes. I don't want to see the shitty craft you barely glued together in day care. Just... look at the bugs and mix the shit I tell you to mix and let your friends deal with the boring anecdotes.

I'd feel bad about being rude if children weren't willing to tell a long, boring story to literally anyone who'll listen. They'll chat up a scarecrow if it's windy enough to make it look interested.
Isn't that the cruel irony of all children? By the time they get old enough to have interesting things to say, they no longer want to talk to you.
 

Cajungal

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I'm beginning to think you don't like teaching young children.
I come here to bitch a lot, but I like teaching children. When we are actually on track, they question and contribute to discussions better than any other age group. They don't assume they know it all, and it's great to see their wonder and enjoyment.

What makes me an unusual elementary school teacher is that I don't want kids, and I'm not as charmed by them as other teachers. I definitely love their sweetness and fun, "blank slate" views on things. I'm just passionate about giving children a good start in life. If I can help then develop skills that make them more independent in their learning early, it's not only good for them, but for society. We need people who know what do do with information and knowledge besides just belch it out.

What's challenging about teaching 3-5th graders is that--through no fault of their own--they think they can mow you over with meaningless conversation any time a thought enters their heads. Part of the social training of school is learning about patience, compromise, and empathy. It doesn't register yet that yelling a non sequitur story about dogs when I'm trying to explain a lab that I assembled especially for them, based on their interests, is pretty rude and sends the message "I don't care about your efforts."

It's a frustrating process, but it's necessary. And to be honest, I blame the parents more than the kids. The families we attract are often pretty soft and love the excuse "we pay the money, so discipline is your problem." So there's not always home support.

All in all, it's actually been a good year. We're pinning bugs tomorrow. :)
 

Cajungal

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Isn't that the cruel irony of all children? By the time they get old enough to have interesting things to say, they no longer want to talk to you.
I've had some wonderful conversations with kids... I just don't want to talk about it in the middle of a lesson!
 
What's challenging about teaching 3-5th graders is that--through no fault of their own--they think they can mow you over with meaningless conversation any time a thought enters their heads. Part of the social training of school is learning about patience, compromise, and empathy. It doesn't register yet that yelling a non sequitur story about dogs when I'm trying to explain a lab that I assembled especially for them, based on their interests, is pretty rude and sends the message "I don't care about your efforts."
Labs are dogs, so, you know, it's kind of related.
 
I've never been particularly driven to use an ad blocker that does more than prevent run-of-the-mill popups, figuring ads are a fair exchange for the services I'm getting for free. But this stupid trend of video ads coming up over a text news article is pushing me over the edge.
 
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I've never been particularly driven to use an ad blocker that does more than prevent run-of-the-mill popups, figuring ads are a fair exchange for the services I'm getting for free. But this stupid trend of video ads coming up over a text news article is pushing me over the edge.
Or just that internet news is becoming Television news. I want to read something that has the depth of a good newspaper from my past. Now it just seems that the news is pushing Dancing With the "Stars" clips.
 

Zappit

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Ugh...Siiiiiiiiiiick and I don't want to do anything. It would be a good night to draw, but I just don't care.
 
I can't seem to go more than a few days without having some different girl on a pedestal, even when I'm logically aware she would make a terrible girlfriend. I've been hating myself a lot for it the last couple years.
 
I find myself more drawn to women that are impossible. Out of my league, geographically distant, incompatible orientation, married? Guaranteed crush. Hell, the woman I'm currently seeing off and on is married. Then again, married women tend to like me better. I guess they've lowered their standards?
 
I spent the weekend at a canoe in campsite with no electricity, no RV's, and no cars driving around the campground. It was so nice. I wish I could live my life like that. I'm sure it would get old after a while, but a weekend is not enough.

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This was the view from the campsite. No motorized boats allowed on the lake either, so we didn't have to listen to boats or jetskis screaming by us. I want to go back...
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...Meh. With the exception of the sunset, I see a similar view every day when I go to and from town.

I admit, I take living beside the Wisconsin River for granted at times.
 
...Meh. With the exception of the sunset, I see a similar view every day when I go to and from town.

I admit, I take living beside the Wisconsin River for granted at times.
I do too, I live in northern Minnesota and am no more than a stones throw from a body of water. It wasn't so much the view as just being away from everything. No TV, no computer, no cellphone, no vehicles driving by, no noise, no need to rush. I sometimes wish I could do what Dick Proenneke did. I doubt I would have it in me though.
 
I do too, I live in northern Minnesota and am no more than a stones throw from a body of water. It wasn't so much the view as just being away from everything. No TV, no computer, no cellphone, no vehicles driving by, no noise, no need to rush. I sometimes wish I could do what Dick Proenneke did. I doubt I would have it in me though.
you are a better man than I. I cant go for more than 20 minutes without technology.
 
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