Indeed I want to do a rare thing, here, and actually follow up on a post. Thus, this is a follow up to the "Granilla Needs a Time Out" post about parenting in a house full of ... well ... parents.
So - most of you readers did exactly what you should do by flattering my ego and telling me that I'm right and Granilla is crazy as hell. *snort*
A few of you, however, disagreed with me including one Anonymous reader, who wrote:
Granilla sounds awful. But, you did choose to live there.
To the Anonymous reader:
Touche!
I DID choose to live here. Because ... well ... I am AN IDIOT.
Really. No sarcasm there. I am an idiot.
I KNEW it was going to suck. I did. I figured Granilla would be all up in my business and that it would be bad. But I justified it by how much money I was going to save by living here and by the false sense of hope that surely it wouldn't be as bad as I thought it would be. I also thought that Granilla would actually help me watch Sumo so that I could start studying for the bar exam.
Yes. I'm an idiot.
It is as bad as I thought it would be. Worse, even.
Now don't get me wrong. It's not all bad. It's totally hawt to not have to cook and clean (even if I do have to eat the Vanilla's incredibly bland diet). It's free! And the best part is that I avoid the predictable grandparental guilt trip about how they never get to see Sumo.
But there are plenty of things that are not hawt that I didn't foresee. The loss of independence is more debilitating than I could have imagined. The baby gate showdown sucks. Other sucky things include the fact that I have to eat a turkey sandwich every single day for lunch. And the fact that Granilla and Grandpa Vanilla never want to help watch Sumo. But I digress.
I SHOULD have known it would suck. But while I knew that it would suck, I underestimated the level of suckage.
But at least I get to hang out with Sumo (who is, of course, totally hawt).
And at least I still have a hawt rack.
So it's not all bad, right?
16 comments:
Anonymous is never right.
Oh, no, you didn't.
NO ONE who's too chicken to leave their own name gets a "Touche." Nope. Sorry. Anonymous criticism? NOT HAWT. Hello, just cuz this is the internet doesn't mean that's not a slumber party slam book trick (which is SO 5th grade.)
(Am now fighting the temptation to choose "Anonymous" as my own identity just for this comment.)
Every good lawyer has to concede some points, damnit. And Anon had a point, y'all! Even if s/he is a big douchebag!
Too bad Granilla doesn't read the blog. ;) ha ha ha.
I'm not a douchebag, and I meant no harm. I just don't have a blog. See ya.
PS Good luck with the bar exam. it totally is not hawt.
Anon -
Thanks, dude(ette)? ... the bar exam sucks.
My comment didn't specify that you ARE a douchebag. It was more of a "even if Anon IS a douchebag s/he was still right" comment. Good God - that reasoning sounds like a brief.
Anyway, I don't know anything about you, so I do not know the level of your douchebagness (if there is any).
That being said, you're still right.
Love and Hawtness -
Tranny Head
Tranny Head,
I adore that you sign things "Love and Hawtness". Too Tranny-esque!
Coming from someone who lived with my sibling-in-laws and their 3 kids for 12 months (while dealing with infertility), I know that living with family can be hard.
Hugs and hawtness,
Super Woman
Maybe you can consider your options and you might decide there is another one that will meet your needs after all.
Things are a distant fourth or twenty ninth to people, especially little people every single time
The good news is that you are nearing the home stretch, and if all else fails, you can always get you and Sumo a room at the Residence Inn. It's a pretty hawt place to stay since it has a full kitchen in each room, you know.
Now I KNOW I'm getting old - and that I am having SERIOUS senior citizen moments. Moments, my ass. DAYS. I'm having Senior Citizen DAYS!! Or worse. I had completely, COMPLETELY forgotten that picture of that RACK!! I am going to totter off to the old people's home now. Maybe they've got some of those tame 1950's era Playboy magazines laying around. You know, for the old folks. To remind them how it was, and stuff.
What's hawt is that you're a "glass is half full" kinda gal. I love that about you, my trannified friend! : )
I give you major props for being there. Even now. I live across the road from my parents and that's as close as I can stand.
They don't watch him at all?
I had to move back in with my parents for a short while BEFORE I got married and had kids. It was awful. I cannot imagine EVER doing it again.
I feel for you and I know how hard it is. I hope Sumo is having fun, at least! He sure is a cuttie!
and as long as you still have a hawt rack, it can't all be bad!
I had to move back in with my parents when I was 24. Granted, I was not married and had no children... but it was still a gawd-awful. I still have nightmares that I have to take my kids and move back in with my parents. I think I'd turn tricks before doing that, though.
Good luck to ya!! Nothing says Welcome Home From Iraq like having Green Beans quietly in the closet of your parents' house!
Tranny Head,
We concede nothing to Anonymous. If Anonymous mans up and signs a name, only then we will acknowledge Anonymous, and only at least long enough to say that Anonymous is full of shiz in this case.
Since when did property rights (Granilla's house) supercede personal rights (Tranny Head's child)? Your child, your rules, in every jurisdiction.
Babygate Score:
Tranny Head - 1
Granilla - 0
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