The Isolated Blurt BDSM Thread

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My daughter still remembers the day I walked out of the grocery store with her. She was throwing a temper tantrum and I told her to stop. She didn't, so we left and I took her home. I left her with daddy and went back alone. The very last time she ever pulled that :D
 
all but the last step of the additional 6 hours is complete...please oh please oh please...of course this is the hardest part...c'mon...probably have to wait until Monday.
 
Nooooo....Waiting sucks!

Yeah, but I'm not surprised. Naturally everything comes down to the last minute! Fortunately the first session isn't until Tuesday, so maybe on Monday they will magically work it all out. I'm just afraid they'll tell me the job is already assigned. But the client wants ME to work with them, so hopefully they'll pull one of the other people from the job and put me on it. We'll see. I'm just worried about them saying "no it's already filled" even though the client wants me.
 
Good Cod...

What is with this new breed of parents whose life revolves around their child/children and who also believe the rest of universe should do likewise.

News alert: You are the one in charge, not the two year old who's just barely learned to wipe their own ass.

/Yeesh.

Just had a talk with my own daughter about this, when I found out she was letting my 16 month old granddaughter control dinner hour. Letting her decide what she wanted to eat. When I asked why, I was told because she got upset if she didn't! So what? Better upset now, then spoiled later.

And, more importantly, upset now rather than UNHEALTHY later.

Ehhhh... I was pretty lenient up until they turned 2, then got gradually less and less lenient (re: what they ate for dinner) as they got older. Of course, I run a home where the unhealthiest options available are vanilla yogurt, peanut butter & jelly on whole wheat, or goldfish crackers. LOL It wasn't so much the worry of them getting upset if they didn't get what they wanted, as trusting them to have a say in their diet.

17 (eldest) - 7 (youngest) years later, and 90% of my kid-grocery budget is fresh fruits and vegetables, everyone accepts that they have to eat at least 3 bites of any new food and/or vegetables on their plate, and know they all know that complaining/rude dinner behavior will not be tolerated. Rudeness at the table = staying there until the meal is over. Polite requests for something else (after trying 3 bites) = the option to make a peanut butter on wheat sandwich and/or salad, instead.

My daughter still remembers the day I walked out of the grocery store with her. She was throwing a temper tantrum and I told her to stop. She didn't, so we left and I took her home. I left her with daddy and went back alone. The very last time she ever pulled that :D

The best part of the oldest kids being teenagers? When the younger ones break a rule out in public, the older ones go "Dude... I know we like literally JUST got to the playground/zoo/museum/water park, but if you keep it up Mom WILL take us all home. Like NOW. In a HEARTBEAT. So for the love of God get over it and chill, okay?" LOL
 
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well pretty sure I'm being stood up. :(

Oh well, I would rather have a muscle relaxer and a good night's sleep than pushing myself into hooker boots at this point anyway.
 
Ehhhh... I was pretty lenient up until they turned 2, then got gradually less and less lenient (re: what they ate for dinner) as they got older.

Well, I think I'm talking about a slightly different set of circumstances. There is a single mom (by choice) with 26 month old twins living at the house we are currently working at - she is not our client, our client takes possession of the house this Sunday, current owner moves out Saturday. This is a BIG job we are doing and requires a ton of tools, lumber, cement, etc, etc. When we asked Ms Mom where would be best to set up and store our supplies, we were met with a 30 min conversation basically revolving around the playtime activities of the children and how we were interfering with them.

"Well, the girls like to walk along this path." "The girls like to play in this old garden bed." The girls like to eat lunch in this spot". Etc, etc, frakking etc. Now, bear in mind, this is a HUGE piece of property and there are a zillion places Ms Mom could take "The Girls" to play, walk, etc, but only a few places flat enough and wide enough for us to do our job.

Of course, we smiled politely and tried our best to be accommodating but I wanted to scream, "Lady, they're fucking two years old, they'll fucking live if they have to play on the left side of the house instead of the right!!!"

And that's just the beginning. I won't even go into the full ninja maneuver this woman does to go to work, for fear of upsetting "The Girls". (She has a live-in nanny BTW).

Giving a bit of leeway over dinner choices is a far cry from structuring your entire life around the whims and fancies of toddlers.
 
Here's the deal: No means no. Wanna cry? Go ahead, knock yourself out. No will still be no. You start that from day one and you'll be thankful you did. (As will every other adult who has to deal with your children).

In effect, it is as simple as "no means no". In that, you have to mean what you say. I think it's good to have a discussion about it though. Maybe even let them have their way if they offer a compelling and reasonable argument and there's no harm from what they want. I think kids learn more that way. That's just what I've observed and experienced when baby-sitting my cousins and stuff like that. I could be wrong :) I just think a plain old hard-lined "no" with no explanations or flexibility just encourages cranky rebellious teenagers later on :p
 
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Well, I think I'm talking about a slightly different set of circumstances. There is a single mom (by choice) with 26 month old twins living at the house we are currently working at - she is not our client, our client takes possession of the house this Sunday, current owner moves out Saturday. This is a BIG job we are doing and requires a ton of tools, lumber, cement, etc, etc. When we asked Ms Mom where would be best to set up and store our supplies, we were met with a 30 min conversation basically revolving around the playtime activities of the children and how we were interfering with them.

"Well, the girls like to walk along this path." "The girls like to play in this old garden bed." The girls like to eat lunch in this spot". Etc, etc, frakking etc. Now, bear in mind, this is a HUGE piece of property and there are a zillion places Ms Mom could take "The Girls" to play, walk, etc, but only a few places flat enough and wide enough for us to do our job.

Of course, we smiled politely and tried our best to be accommodating but I wanted to scream, "Lady, they're fucking two years old, they'll fucking live if they have to play on the left side of the house instead of the right!!!"

And that's just the beginning. I won't even go into the full ninja maneuver this woman does to go to work, for fear of upsetting "The Girls". (She has a live-in nanny BTW).

Giving a bit of leeway over dinner choices is a far cry from structuring your entire life around the whims and fancies of toddlers.

o_O that is crazy. If it makes you feel any better, vets have to deal with owners who are like that about their pets :p
 
17 (eldest) - 7 (youngest) years later, and 90% of my kid-grocery budget is fresh fruits and vegetables, everyone accepts that they have to eat at least 3 bites of any new food and/or vegetables on their plate, and know they all know that complaining/rude dinner behavior will not be tolerated. Rudeness at the table = staying there until the meal is over. Polite requests for something else (after trying 3 bites) = the option to make a peanut butter on wheat sandwich and/or salad, instead.

Yeah, that's pretty much how I do it. They have to try it, if they don't like it they can make themselves a sandwich or salad, depending on what it is they don't like.
 
o_O that is crazy. If it makes you feel any better, vets have to deal with owners who are like that about their pets :p

Oh, I remember them well from my days at the animal hospital. Blerg. Turned their pets into neurotic messes.

As for the "no means no", I don't rule out compelling arguments but with the caveat that kids can learn to be shrewd negotiators to get what they want. Essentially, if you draw a line in the sand, and that line is important, don't back down. I see too many parents who say no and then cave in after the kid whines. throws a fit, begs repeatedly, etc. Or parents that talk themselves blue trying to explain why they said no.
 
I see too many parents who say no and then cave in after the kid whines. throws a fit, begs repeatedly, etc. Or parents that talk themselves blue trying to explain why they said no.

Yah, that's definitely unacceptable. I insist that's why god invented duct tape :p
 
I have to say, I am a pretty tough cookie (I mean, with my kids, not the cat, duh!) but that has never stopped the oldest (and I suspect the youngest will follow suit) from making his case over and over and over.

Eh well, he's a good kid. I suppose there was no chance in hell I would produce a pushover. :rolleyes:
 
I talked to Jounar last night. I'm not totally over everything, but for now I feel peace, and I'm not going to rock it while I have it!

So today, I think some retail therapy is in order. There's a fabric store going out of business down the street (like I need more fabric!), a great little chineese place beside it, and the international market I buy my veggies at makes a perfect triangle. I'm also thinking about forking over the money for a massage. I don't usually spend that kind of money on myself, but I think I've earned it.
 
My "vanilla" facebook friend wrote this today:

The "secret" is this: the Dragons are our allies. Once one can embrace their Fire and not flinch from their seeming danger, the Treasure they guard becomes an open trove. We are enriched by our mutual majesty and the remembrance of our shared Source.

She meant it a different way than my submissive heart interprets it, I'm sure. Nevertheless, I don't believe it loses anything in my translation.
 
I'm about 90% sure I could use my new homemade "granola" mix to feed my hamsters, at least as a treat. It contains:

(all organic) oat groats, buckwheat groats, chopped pumpkin seeds, walnuts and brazil nuts, and dried pineapple, raisins, goji berries and carrots.

of course, once I mix it with yogurt it won't be good for the hamsters any more...
 
I'm about 90% sure I could use my new homemade "granola" mix to feed my hamsters, at least as a treat. It contains:

(all organic) oat groats, buckwheat groats, chopped pumpkin seeds, walnuts and brazil nuts, and dried pineapple, raisins, goji berries and carrots.

of course, once I mix it with yogurt it won't be good for the hamsters any more...

I made granola for Christmas using up the dried fruits that I bought to make fruit cake with. The cake didn't turn out, I think because I did small cakes instead of one big one, but the granola was a big hit.
 
Okay bitch, now I'm angry. :mad: I want to hit something. I want to smash and throw a fit. I want to show the bitch the what sadist really means.

Oh, but thanks for being honest with me. Shows some character.
 
Chaz Bono is one of the contestants on the new season of Dancing With The Stars!!!!!! WOOT!!!!!
 
I just spent TWO HOURS designing my SIMS. not their house. Just them. And there's only two. I'm a sick sick puppy dog :(
 
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