tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post1668053851871057087..comments2024-02-15T04:21:30.013-06:00Comments on Everyone thinks I can fix it: Tuesday, I get a little sidewaysJamiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18085622205448586156noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-12440197438925526602008-03-27T07:33:00.000-05:002008-03-27T07:33:00.000-05:00I have friends who have whined and cried to me abo...I have friends who have whined and cried to me about their terrible trials and it makes me crazy when they just continue on as if they had no tears or those weren't their words. If my daughter acts this way I call her straight out on it and she listens. I would be more like Janelle and escape from the truth into my own badness. No wonder my friends make me crazy. They are just mirrors.bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09610803859346252725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-92071232391274739212008-03-26T12:38:00.000-05:002008-03-26T12:38:00.000-05:00I'm sorry. It is hard to care (and know) so much a...I'm sorry. It is hard to care (and know) so much and yet have no control. I put my mother through a similar hell and like Rebecca, had to learn to not tell her every last thing.<BR/>YAY for everything else! Personal taxes done:) Interviews lined up:) I hope they go well!!Portiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15267963630814453792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-18839686855930828332008-03-26T12:03:00.000-05:002008-03-26T12:03:00.000-05:00Oh, taxes. How I do detest that chore. This year w...Oh, taxes. How I do detest that chore. This year we got a smaller refund than last, but it all goes to pay off the debt we've accrued with them. When my husband and I both work full time, we get NAILED by the IRS. GAH.<BR/><BR/>I am sorry that Janelle didn't leave through the front door saying a proper good bye. That has to be the hardest part. As for mistakes, well, I think I'll leave that alone, as I know from watching my nephew leave home that the sure way to get them to leave home is to tell them that their partner is a mistake. I reckon we were the same way.<BR/><BR/>Since I know how the shopping turned out, I'm gonna leave THAT part alone. What, me? Play it safe?? Puhleeeze :)<BR/><BR/>xo<BR/>r.Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08854080140004540619noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-25490681168521639342008-03-25T22:34:00.000-05:002008-03-25T22:34:00.000-05:00I L-O-V-E the IRS which basically asks 2 questions...I L-O-V-E the IRS which basically asks 2 questions and make 1 statement:<BR/>How much did you earn? How much did you have left? Now please give all!<BR/>It's like L-O-V-E, requires one to give constantly without asking for anything in return. <BR/>Sigh!The Real Mother Henhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13226727195920798035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-33630326721228755272008-03-25T20:01:00.000-05:002008-03-25T20:01:00.000-05:00enjoy shopping!!!!good luck on ur job interviews.....enjoy shopping!!!!good luck on ur job interviews... have a good night..happy humpday earlydesert dirt divahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04911578434974184759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-84438295221792828942008-03-25T19:42:00.000-05:002008-03-25T19:42:00.000-05:00Well you know me....I haven't read the comments fr...Well you know me....I haven't read the comments from the post below but I do want to say something about Janelle.<BR/><BR/>Our kids are our kids whether they are 10 or 80 and of course you don't want her to make any mistakes. But she will and you will be there when she does. It's a mother's instincts to protect her child and that's all you are doing. Janelle is not listening because at the moment her bf's voice is the one she hears the loudest. Christ I'm still making the same mistakes and I'm 48. The only thing I've learned is not to tell my mother ANYTHING.<BR/><BR/>Good luck with the job hunting and don't feel desperate yet. It only feels like a long time that you've been unemployed and you want it to be over. Job hunting is one of the most soul destroying "jobs" there is. Just don't sell yourself short Jamie. Any employer would be lucky to have you. Do you know how few people there are out there with good old fashioned values and ethics? Not bloody many.<BR/><BR/>Ok I'm done. You must've known I wouldn't keep quiet :)Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14339140046788925506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-56706675258200031582008-03-25T18:18:00.000-05:002008-03-25T18:18:00.000-05:00me too..i'll stay with the shopping.... hope it is...me too..i'll stay with the shopping.... hope it is good!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-88415919679997992632008-03-25T17:53:00.000-05:002008-03-25T17:53:00.000-05:00I did the same thing. But my mom was the type to s...I did the same thing. But my mom was the type to say "well if it all goes to hell, don't come whining to me". You seem like even then you wouldn't be that mean. Hugs for mom.<BR/><BR/>As for shopping. I hate it with a passion. I get it done as quickly as possible. Now for home stuff (not groceries) I could shop for hours. :)Moohaahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12783775723399171570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-24081407648604890892008-03-25T13:00:00.000-05:002008-03-25T13:00:00.000-05:00So we just move out with out saying a word because...So we just move out with out saying a word because we don't won't to hear Mom's opinon ? <BR/><BR/>Yup, that was me at that age. Kinda makes ya smile at least when your not the Mom. <BR/><BR/>I'll keep my fingers crossed on the interviews.Bradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08680462833188999331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-36297195512302075122008-03-25T08:36:00.000-05:002008-03-25T08:36:00.000-05:00I don't envy you this day. You have to go shoppin...I don't envy you this day. You have to go shopping for clothes. That's worse than detailing the car. I hope the interviews are easy and relaxed. New job - new outlook. I wish only the best for you.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10888354907204896695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-7198884737958567272008-03-25T07:38:00.000-05:002008-03-25T07:38:00.000-05:00ehem.. well.. i guess i'm a little late in reading...ehem.. well.. i guess i'm a little late in reading this -- as i already gave the unwanted blah blah blah words of non-wisdom.<BR/><BR/>so-- this would be me-- removing my foot from my big mouth.<BR/><BR/>better?<BR/><BR/>ok. <BR/><BR/>yes-- i doublit<BR/>good luck with the shopping--and the interviewing.<BR/><BR/>things are gonna go just the way they're sposed to-- you know that. maybe you don't feel or see it just yet-- but i do.<BR/>just like you do in my "stuff".<BR/><BR/>it's our turn.. you know .<BR/><BR/>i hope you have a feel good day!<BR/>OXOXSOULhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14096155256030485739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34674870.post-79654927981824020552008-03-25T06:47:00.000-05:002008-03-25T06:47:00.000-05:00I'll stay with the safe subject...the shopping. I ...I'll stay with the safe subject...the shopping. I hate to do it too. I love Marshall's though, and bought 5 tops yesterday. I'll go back again soon for more, then I'll be done!<BR/><BR/>I hope you actually like one of the jobs. Good luck!!Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09605292489556502765noreply@blogger.com