Part V
It means she's nice to me and jokes around because she knows my mom really well.
Edit: I don't really need to threaten her with stories about frat parties either.
I got a 92.5 on my Geometry midterm and 101/110 on my History midterm.
Those grades speak for themselves. The only reason I passed Geometry is because the teacher liked me..and he was retiring that year.
I did 11 shots in 30 minutes and drove 10 miles home...luckily it was with food...and it didnt really have time to hit my system...but soon after that...wow!
I had a bunch of nuns from first thru 7th grade...
only one that stood out was my 5th grade english teacher...I was too shy to give oral reports on the books I read and almost failed the class.
she called me up to her desk one day and asked me why I hadnt given any reports...had I read any books? I told her I had...so, for the next 40 minutes I gave her details on 20 books I had read...
we had a list of 100 books to choose from and I had read about 80 of them.
I still get into read mode nowadays and will read 3 or 4 books a week for a month or so...then only read 1 or 2 a month for a while...
A lot depends on what I am reading ( I love scifi and fantsay) and if I can get into a series, I will read til I fall asleep every night.
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How'd that work out for ya?
Between multiple runs to go get the right tools, needing to get dog food, and just going slow to make sure I did nothing too stupid, I only got the passenger's side balljoints done yesterday!!! Today I'll get the other side done fast even with the temperature drop.
The low-hanging pants thing does come from prison. It's a way to advertise that you're available, any time, any where....
As for the 10yr old child.... I'll say this: Had my parents not been as "in control" as they were, I'd be in jail right now. I was (and still can be!) VERY headstrong. Problem was, my parents would not let me get away with things I had been told were not OK. I didn't get abused but my butt get plenty of whoopings, and when you're mom grew up chopping wood and your dad was recruited by boxing coaches to fight in the Olympics.... yeah, you get the idea. I always knew I was loved, but I also knew I would get my butt whooped in a heartbeat if I earned it. The point is they had a 100% agreement on what they would accept from their children. Start pushing the line, you got a little push back. Break it outright, and there was punishment. No hesitation. When needed the hammer came down and I KNEW it was coming and why. FWIW I think you're on the right path, but you need your wife on-board too, and be consistent. Good luck. And yes, I do still believe that some times a thorough butt-whooping is the best way to get your point across. You are the adult, the parent, and the one in charge.
This afternoon the Blue Heeler is getting a bath. That dog STINKS!!! Logan will wash up, smell great for a week, then loose it and be... "normal" for many weeks. This fat little sausage of a dog rolls in everything. She also hops around a lot when she gets excited so I've nicknamed her "Pogo-Pig"..



