I have been doing that but during the winter the door frame warps so now all you have to do it push or pull on it to get it open.
Man...I must have been tired when I wrote that post. I'm not a great speller and stuff but...damn.
Rant VIII: The Reckoning
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Man...I must have been tired when I wrote that post. I'm not a great speller and stuff but...damn.
Put a door wedge on your side of the door to keep him from opening it. More if you need them. Make sure you take anything he could use to jimmy them out. Ether that or put a chain lock on your side of the door. You need to discourage him from doing this, as it's clearly a reoccuring problem that is pushing you to your limits. He'll eventually grow out of it and then you can stop locking him in, but until then you really need to stop him.
I thought about doing a chain lock..but I was worried about what visitors would think.
North_Ranger
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Take photos of the damage, and show them what happens when Baby Cthulhu is not sleeping...
Eheh. I have been taking pictures. To shame him when he is older.
North_Ranger
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Ah, the folder for the day when he brings his girlfriend over?
Cajungal
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Sorry, sin. 
As for the "Santa's not coming" thing, my sister did something like that, but not exactly. When my niece went through a bratty phase, my sister was at a loss for a while. Then, she just started calmly getting rid of a toy every time she said or did something really ugly or disrespectful, explaining that children who were appreciative and spoke kindly deserved nice toys. Over a few weeks, her behavior changed. Eventually, she stopped making choices based on the consequences. She offers to help around the house now and is really polite and seems more happy.
It seems like a different problem, though, since she was rude and mean. Jet sounds more like my little cousin, who is a very sweet but tornado-like little boy.
As for the "Santa's not coming" thing, my sister did something like that, but not exactly. When my niece went through a bratty phase, my sister was at a loss for a while. Then, she just started calmly getting rid of a toy every time she said or did something really ugly or disrespectful, explaining that children who were appreciative and spoke kindly deserved nice toys. Over a few weeks, her behavior changed. Eventually, she stopped making choices based on the consequences. She offers to help around the house now and is really polite and seems more happy.
It seems like a different problem, though, since she was rude and mean. Jet sounds more like my little cousin, who is a very sweet but tornado-like little boy.
You could always say he turns into a werewolf any time the moon is full and it's for your own protection.
The "it's none of your damn business; stop peeking in my windows at my daughter's room" context, right?
Rant: Mom had a minor heart attack last Friday. Cath showed one coronary artery 99% blocked and another 90% blocked.
Epic win: She had two stints implanted that fixed the problems. She's fine, in good spirits, and is coming home tomorrow.
Rant: I didn't find out any of this until this morning. WHY DO MY PARENTS NOT TELL ME WHEN THINGS LIKE THIS HAPPEN?
Confusion: why did they go to Morgantown for this procedure when they live in the opposite corner of West Virginia? Charleston is two and a half hours closer, and this seems like the kind of thing you don't delay on.
Ah well. I've long given up trying to understand my family.
Epic win: She had two stints implanted that fixed the problems. She's fine, in good spirits, and is coming home tomorrow.
Rant: I didn't find out any of this until this morning. WHY DO MY PARENTS NOT TELL ME WHEN THINGS LIKE THIS HAPPEN?
Confusion: why did they go to Morgantown for this procedure when they live in the opposite corner of West Virginia? Charleston is two and a half hours closer, and this seems like the kind of thing you don't delay on.
Ah well. I've long given up trying to understand my family.
I chat with them all the time. I talked to them last weekend, on Saturday, between the heart attack and the hospitalization. Their rationale is "we just didn't want to worry you." While I get that, what I don't get is not letting your loved ones know in advance of a procedure, minor though it may be, so that we can send prayers or "good vibes"or whatever.
My brother's ex-wife would spend at least 2 hours on the phone with her mother daily. I'm surprised that he did not ask for the divorce.
Ruby > U of C. That should explain it.
I talk to my mom about once a day, but we're about 5,600 miles apart. It's not like I see her more than maybe once a year. Plus both of my parents are over 60 and I'm an only child so I have to check up on them some how.
Same boat here.
When I lived in NJ, about 20 minutes away from my parents, I went to their house once a week and called when I needed to find out something or to return a call from my mom. My mom worked at a bank close to my house, so once in a while we'd meet for lunch instead. Well, that is until my grandparents died and my mom was left to care for her sister and great-aunt. I ended up selling my house, living next door to them and working for their business to help out.
Oh, so you haven't talked to them in months?
You might try something like this as well. I don't know how your house is laid out, but you should be able to buffer off a can/can't go zone depending on where your doors are located.
--Patrick
North_Ranger
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My maternal aunt slept away last night. Cancer, something that she had suffered from for the better part of a decade. Mom's pretty shaken up by this... for losing her sister and also worrying about yours truly.
Me... I know it was a-comin', and it's part of the reason why I feel bad. I didn't see her much in the past year, simply because she always insisted on hearing what's happening to me in terms of chemo, what treatment I'm getting, how often I have to go to the hospital and whatnot... We were opposites in that respect. I try not to think about my condition anymore than I have to, and there's a select handful of people with whom I'm willing to talk about it more than once or twice. My aunt, by comparison, wanted to talk about it with anyone who would listen. "People react differently", as mom pointed out. So we didn't see much of each other, though my folks did always forward any well-wishes I had when visiting her.
Just gotta keep on living, I guess. Of the two alternatives, I find that more appealing...
Me... I know it was a-comin', and it's part of the reason why I feel bad. I didn't see her much in the past year, simply because she always insisted on hearing what's happening to me in terms of chemo, what treatment I'm getting, how often I have to go to the hospital and whatnot... We were opposites in that respect. I try not to think about my condition anymore than I have to, and there's a select handful of people with whom I'm willing to talk about it more than once or twice. My aunt, by comparison, wanted to talk about it with anyone who would listen. "People react differently", as mom pointed out. So we didn't see much of each other, though my folks did always forward any well-wishes I had when visiting her.
Just gotta keep on living, I guess. Of the two alternatives, I find that more appealing...
Dave
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That's kind of the way it always works, isn't it? Just when you think you have a hold on things, BAM!
It's actually one of the things that is a silver lining of losing our house. Anything breaks down and the landlord pays for it, not us. The heat goes out? Call him. Only things we have to worry about are the stove, fridge, and washer/dryer.
It's actually one of the things that is a silver lining of losing our house. Anything breaks down and the landlord pays for it, not us. The heat goes out? Call him. Only things we have to worry about are the stove, fridge, and washer/dryer.
Dave
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You suck. Besides, it would have been more fitting for that to happen in 2012.
This one was leftover from previous owner, and was ready for replacing anyway. The oven element giving up the ghost was just the excuse needed to make it happen.
