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I have no problem with my children going without material things that they don't "need". They, when they're young, may think they "need" these things. I, as an adult, know the difference between wants and needs. If my children have wants, they have always been welcome to take on additional chores or odd jobs for others, in order to earn the money for those wants. It teaches children the value of a dollar.
I can remember one of my high school classmates buying candy at bulk prices and reselling it at a 50% markup to the rest of us. He now owns half of downtown. Just an tremendously successful man. There's something to be said about starting small and having a plan and a lot of gumption.
Kinda makes you wonder where they might be today if their mom and dad bought them everything under the sun, doesn't it?
HER moochiness!!!!???? You are living there rent free and you are saying SHE is mooching off of you by not buying you salt to melt snow and ice?!
HER mother pays all her bills, as well as one of her friends sends her money.
Yes, she is a mooch.
And I never asked her buy salt, I just said I wasn't going to buy it, I'm not going to waste my money on it, I rather save for my apartment.
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Do I recall that you live there for free? Your mom buys you a new COMPUTER and new UGGS which are massively expensive. And you call her a mooch?
It didn't cost her any less when I moved out. With the amount of time I actually spend here, the electricity and stuff doesn't change. Right now is the first time in the past two days that I have actually been home and I'm about to shower and spend the night somewhere else.
Plus she never bought me my laptop. I got this at semester of senior year when I graduated half way through the year from a family friend.
And the UGGS were given to me in high school at christmas from one of my grandparents.
HER mother pays all her bills, as well as one of her friends sends her money.
Yes, she is a mooch.
And I never asked her buy salt, I just said I wasn't going to buy it, I'm not going to waste my money on it, I rather save for my apartment.
It didn't cost her any less when I moved out. With the amount of time I actually spend here, the electricity and stuff doesn't change. Right now is the first time in the past two days that I have actually been home and I'm about to shower and spend the night somewhere else.
Plus she never bought me my laptop. I got this at semester of senior year when I graduated half way through the year from a family friend.
And the UGGS were given to me in high school at christmas from one of my grandparents.
Who CARES who pays your mother's bills. That's really none of your concern. You're the one who was saying you were going to SUE your mother if you slipped and fell at HER house, where you're living rent free.
Who CARES who pays your mother's bills. That's really none of your concern. You're the one who was saying you were going to SUE your mother if you slipped and fell at HER house, where you're living rent free.
Yeah she's the one giving me hazardous parking options.
I don't have time to salt the drive way and scrape it off.
Plain and simple I offered her a cleaned out and organized garage in turn for a spot in the garage.
I'd be working for it not getting it handed to me. So you know what? Go fly a kite while pounding sand.
Why is it sad? It is more cost effective and environmentally friendly to publish newsletters online than to publish them on paper. Things change. That does not mean they are sad.
Ah, it's a little sad when paper has meant a lot to you. Books are going to the way of the dinosaur, and while someday I'll probably switch to electronic books, too, I'm going to continue to enjoy the feel and look and smell of a real book printed on paper while I can!
It is sad for the newsletter publisher to whom you are replying, because that has been her business for so long.
OK...Christmas is around the corner. What type of presents will you buy your kids this year?
My only is 20 and at college in a foreign country where they don't have Christmas (she says they do have some commercial nods toward the western holiday, such as store decorations with Santa Claus, etc.)
So, for the first time ever, I won't see my child for Christmas. Wah.
Anyway, I'll just put some money into her account for traveling, but she did say she wants socks, so I'm going to send her some socks. Which will be horribly expensive to ship, but I want her to have something to open up from me on December 25th!
She also wants peanut butter and chocolate, both of which are available in China but their versions suck and don't taste right.
Yeah she's the one giving me hazardous parking options.
I don't have time to salt the drive way and scrape it off.
Plain and simple I offered her a cleaned out and organized garage in turn for a spot in the garage.
I'd be working for it not getting it handed to me. So you know what? Go fly a kite while pounding sand.
Blind and selfish as you are, you fail to see that "hazardous" or not, you still have parking options. You also fail to see that your mother, in no way, is obligated to allow you to wade through and handle her things, in order for you to park in HER garage. Get over it. While I'm flying my kite and pounding my sand, I'd suggest you invest in some salt and get your butt out there, the next time it snows, to scrape and salt. Of course, it's much easier to simply stomp your feet and expect everyone to do it your way.
Kinda makes you wonder where they might be today if their mom and dad bought them everything under the sun, doesn't it?
He came from a very working class family. If he wanted something extra he had to buy it himself so he certainly had the incentive to make something of himself. (He's also a very nice guy and a family man which is the perfect icing on the cake.)
When my parents were alive they bought me a special bathrobe for Christmas every year. (This was their one and only present to me except for the wonderful Christmas meal they cooked for me and the rest of the family.)...My parents knew that I loved bathrobes and they knew my taste and style in clothes really well. And they also knew that I might settle for a "tattered bathrobe" once in awhile because I had kids to support on my own and I didn't always spend money on myself...One year they bought me a bathrobe that became my "all time favorite" of all! Without telling me they went out and bought an exact duplicate of the bathrobe I loved so much and put it away until the following Christmas. This way I'd still have a back-up when my first one wore out. What a nice surprise!
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