Posted on 07/09/2017 3:53:51 PM PDT by BenLurkin
LOL Excellent...
Yeah, it was funny. It was even sorted out somehow so that my husband got there before the end. Maybe that was when Rafaela gave us the zebra-striped loveseat with only minor structural damage, which we ended up using for 4 years, because they’d got a piece of furniture new-to-them.
Sad, isn’t it?
Hahaha. None of my brothers is a sister. At least not yet.
Daughter has been blessed out at a park for calling a little boy a boy. (Navy housing park) The new Navy has some very confused persons breeding with turkey boasters or something.
Good gravy. Anoreth got in a dustup in Seattle for not taking someone’s unique-to-them “gender” seriously.
She’s planning to come back to North Carolina to go to college full-time next year, after 9 years in the Coast Guard. Life at Appalachian State will be less weird than in Seattle (although still too weird for me!).
I went to the bathroom in one of the buildings at App State, and they had what our gym calls “the family bathroom,” only it said, “This bathroom is for people of any gender or gender expression.”
Well, they left off “sex,” so it doesn’t matter that my sex is female, but my “gender expression” is: Sensible shoes. Long dress. Matching earrings-necklace-bracelet set. No makeup. Short hair.
All the young persons at App State and in Boone decided on, “Yes, Ma’am,” as the form of address. Should I be offended? Or flattered, because that’s the form of address for Queen Elizabeth II.
That’s great that she will be close to home! My most liberal relatives went to college there back in the 60s. I don’t think it was the place that caused their misguided notions. I love the area and want to take our youngest children for an Appalachian tour including Boone. We took the oldest there when we only had seven. I also want to visit Asheville to see the Biltmore estate.
Words have a gender, biological creatures have a sex. (usually)
Appreciate that they are not all crazy yet!
Husband used to work on a college campus. I was afraid of the restrooms there. All of them. Plus, I had a friend who was a custodian there. She used to tell me about the showering and ethnic practices of a certain group on campus. Gross.
I’ve never been to Biltmore, but I want to go. One of the ladies in my Weight Watcher meeting has an annual membership at Biltmore, and she and her adult daughter go several times a year. She regales the WW meeting with what they ate and drank!
App State has staff members whose job is to facilitate admissions and ongoing support for veterans, and Anoreth got everyone’s cards. She’s interested in a business program about logistics, which is what she’s currently doing for the Coast Guard, so I think it’s likely that she would be a great success.
I wish I could do college over in my 50s. When you’re 18, you’re just trying to grow up!
Maybe because it’s fun?
Some of y’all need to remove the sticks free your collective asses...
I guess I am old school. My idea of a gender reveal party is um birth! The procedure is when the baby arrives the gender is revealed. Father hands out cigars....although that may be a little too old school nowadays.
We were harassed unmercifully by relatives about names, so we finally came up with the ultimate interrogation stopper:
“It will be a Biblical name”?
-—”So tell us!!”
“If it’s a boy he’ll be Judas Jeroboam and a if it’s a girl she’ll be Rahab Jezebel.”
That shut ‘um up.
We went the birth method with the first three, but with the fourth we both wanted to be able to prep our eldest if she was getting her third brother in a row and to save us the trouble of prepping baby clothes for both a boy and a girl. With the fourth and the fifth just my wife and I knew ahead of time. With the sixth, we hauled the whole tribe into the ultrasound room and the technician showed the kids a tour of their sibling’s body—asking “what body part do you think this is ?” a number of times. Our very eager eight-year old (with two younger sisters) answered hopefully each time “A penis?” It was a boy, which made almost everyone happy. It also saved thinking about how we would eventually cram four girls into one room.
I guess a gender reveal party is to introduce your newborn sex to your family and friend. I got to ask Mrs Deplorable about it...
Let’s see: 11:30 pm, blue hoodie, green hoodie, gunfire, pregnant woman shot.
No. I don’t think there’s going to be any “race reveal.”
There is, but I am reluctant to tell it. I would hurt a few family members if I told them how I really feel about “push” presents. To me, the baby that you deliver is the biggest gift. Who needs anything more than that?
Plus, if I ever acknowledge in front of them how hurt I was when I was told, and by whom, I’m pretty sure I’d be crucified for it.
Oh, I’m sorry to hear that! You have my sympathy.
On a lighter note, I knew a mom who bought a present for her 3-year-old when his little brother was born. She told him, “The baby got you the train set!” and then found he was telling the other children in preschool, “That’s why my mommy was so big. She had the train set inside her with the baby!”
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