"Friends are chosen family." A wise person just told me that.
I like that.
:)

Yeah, I have no problem drawing hard boundry lines. I think that some people feel I am too harsh, but I've seen what the other side of the boundry looks like and I don't want to go there again. And, I'm not apologetic about it at all.

:)

For without friends, we'd be stuck with only our idiot relatives.

Your original insticnts are correct. It is "hear, hear".

Odly enough, when saying the phrase "now see here", the spelling is different.


:D

Yeah, it just seems harsh to other people. In actuality, it's survival.
I cut my folks out of my life for 7 years. It was a good thing for me. We disowned each other and it turned out to be a good thing for all involved. We all realized we had our own lives to live. I found a great guy and they found that having a fag for a son is not so bad.
;)

As the saying goes: 'Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings.'


Well, everytime there's a post in this thread, I love my non-idiot family more and more.

As for one of my aforementioned idiot brothers in law....My 12 year old goes camping every year for a week or so with Grandma and a collection of others. Got back today. Idiot B-I-L (IBIL from now on) and his family was with them.

Grandma, my daughter, IBIL, his wife, and their two kids in a pop up camper sleeping together. 4 beds - grandma in one, my daughter in one, IBIL and his 6 year old daughter in one, his wife and 2 year old son in one.

IBIL decides he doesn't like being kicked by his 6 year old daughter all night, so half way through the first night he moves his daughter into bed with mine. So now my daughter is getting no sleep because his daughter keeps kicking her all night. For the next 4 nights she got little to no sleep because IBIL wouldn't sleep with his daughter. He then decides to declare to everyone that my daughter snores and kept everyone awake, embarrassing her immensely.....and it was a lie. She doesn't snore.

What an a$$hole.

My MIL won't drink Diet Coke.


...That's about it.


Oh, yes, my Dad has become forgetful to the point where he now loses keys, wallets and whole cars. That's right, he lost his car an got a cab home. I had to take him back to the shopping mall and look for it (it was in the one car-park he said it wouldn't be in.)

Ralphie's dad wants us to marry two rich old women who are about to kick the bucket. That's his solution for us to make money.
:D

And the problem with this is.....what?