Posted on 06/06/2013 10:53:34 PM PDT by Mad Dawgg
Twitter is running rampant with #NSACalledToTellMe tweets
Here are some examples:
#NSACalledToTellMe they need to use my bathroom -- the van's portapotty has exceeded its limit
#NSACalledToTellMe Kudos on eating a salad with no dressing instead of The Blue Bell Rocky Road Icecream in my freezer.
#NSACalledToTellMe they're not the NSA, don't know anything and would I please do the damn dishes.
#nsacalledtotellme that my spare set of car keys fell in between the couch cushions!
#NSACalledToTellMe to press 1 if my wiretapping experience was agreeable. If not, please notify next-of-kin of impending absence.
#NSACalledToTellMe their data center is totally CFC & sodium free.
#NSACalledToTellMe my college is paid for, credit card debt forgiven and my range rover will be in the drive tomorrow... #riiight
#NSACalledToTellMe I have a boring life and none of my communications are worth keeping.
#NSACalledToTellMe To move a little to the right. My shoulder was blocking the webcam.
#NSACalledToTellMe that my turds are a threat to national security, and demanded I relinquish them to the government.
#NSACalledToTellMe Adolf Hitler would have given his left nut for their data mining technology.”
#NSACalledToTellMe Just because Obama is running the country doesn't mean he knew about this!!
#NSACalledToTellMe. Sorry about missing that Boston bombing thing, we were too busy with you and your grandma.
#NSACalledToTellMe They were jamming my prayers b4 they make it to God so just stop praying already.
#NSACalledToTellMe I don't have to worry about backing up important documents, they've got me covered.
I picked one up from the sidewalk on our street and took it back to the stream. Those claws are dangerous.
Loves me some ‘splody things!
What a cute expression! LOL!
I understand that it looks like Ancient Greece there. Except that the Volkswagens run upside-down and backward.
That’s funny!!!
Like he’s trying to get cobwebs off his whiskers.
I can never hear that song without thinking of Frankie Laine and ol’ Leather Lungs...whose real name ex-capes me.
Works for me!
No, I haven’t taken the meds. Right now, I’m fighting some full-blown nausea, and I’m not too enthused about trying to put something on my stomach. I will wait a while...
But thanks for the reminder!
I still get chills—somehow that song gets the listener involved! Thanks!
Yay, George!
Oh, blarg and dreck! Sally was going to spend the night at a friend’s house tonight. I just found her in bed, again, for the third time this morning, after telling her I was cancelling the outing if we had one more problem today. She interpreted that to mean that she could abandon the weeding project when she didn’t feel like doing it any more and go back to bed. So I sent a polite email to her friend’s mother, explaining, etc. etc.
Multiple freeping bleeping deleted expletives.
“Oh, like you were perfect your whole life and never made a mistake.”
“This is not a ‘mistake’: this is deliberately pushing to see how much I’ll let you get away with. And I did the same thing, and my mother made me suffer for it until I learned better. Now get back to work!”
It’s called “consequences” you do children no favor by insulating them from the consequences of their behavior choices.
I know, I know ... but it annoys the cthulu out of me when there are non-family members affected.
We didn’t DARE do something like that. If we were given a task, we did it, because that’s the way things were. It didn’t matter if we didn’t want to, or got bored with it.
The most important thing I learned from it was that the more distasteful job is, the sooner I want to get it done and get it out of the way.
If you make her life miserable enough, Sally will get the hint. Each time she blows off a job, add another to the list. It will mean you are Simon LeGree, but she will get the idea.
Hang in there, Mom!
I tried logical consequences on my kids...it was the only thing that worked with my daughter.
The consequence of going back to bed instead of doing your assigned tasks is more tasks. Let her choose: Get up and get it done now, or stay in bed and have that to do plus this.
The non-family members have to understand that your responsibility is to your children, who, in turn, need to learn to be responsible. You need NEVER apologize for that to anyone.
Yep, yep, I know.
I think I’ll go write to my mother, who let me get clobbered by reality until I get some sense knocked into my idiot skull.
They do, but I'm still upset. And I was already upset. I wish I could go for a relaxing drive in the Silver Bullet. That would make it all better.
Barring a ride in The Silver Bullet, how about thinking something relaxing and fun:
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