Re: What can you laugh about?

[Guest guest]

" Humor is also a way of saying something serious. " T.S. Eliot

>

> When us kids do happen to get together, we do the usual " have you talked to

mum lately? " and compare stories of what she has done/said lately. If we are in

a good enough mood, we might compare things that we can laugh about. It takes

some effort at times, but I think it is good for us, and brings us a little

closer together. Truely, the things she does can be comical at times.

>

> Once I went with mum to a picture framers. She fancied herself to be a great

artist, and she was pretty good in her early days. She wanted a picture framed,

and while we were talking to the elderly framer he asked how to pronounce our

last name.

> Her current husband is of Dutch descent, and Mum did her thing where she half

closes her eyes, puffs out her chest, lifts her chin and declares in a superior

voice " it is pronounced RRRRRR-OUT-men! Its Dutch! " . The guy smiled, and asked

if she could speak Dutch. Mum replied " but of course " . Now, my mother cant speak

a damn word. Neither can her husband. At this point Im standing there with one

eyebrow up, wondering what on earth possessed her to say such a thing.

> The framer smiled even wider and began rattling on to her in Dutch! There is

nothing as wonderful in the world than the look of dismay and " oh crap, what do

I do now? " that crossed her face. I had to control myself not to fall on the

floor weeing myself with laughter while she stammered and stuttered through some

excuse about not having practised for ages. It was gold. Needless to say, she

packed up her pictures and stalked out of the store, furious.

>

> We lived on a farm in the middle of nowhere when I was a kid. Mum was

apparently hanging washing out while us kids were at school, on a line behind

the shed, 300m from the house, in her undies. Suddenly a car pulls up and people

get out. Mum panics (reputation is huge to her) and runs behind the shed. As

they walk around the shed to the house, she walks the other way so they cant see

her. She didnt realise that the walls of the shed are elevated - there is a

large gap between the walls and the floor - the people heard her footsteps,

looked under the walls and saw there was someone on the other side of the shed.

So they walked faster, chasing her around and around the shed. Mum would have

been FRANTIC!!! How DARE anyone see her in her underwear! She would never live

it down!!! Anyway, they got sick of chasing and left, and Mum scampered into the

house and it took days for her to get over it. I still get the giggles when I

think about it - for her that would have been an ultimate embaressment.

>

> I think being able to laugh about irrational behaviour is a good thing. Often

when us kids are together it stops us from getting into a morbid " mum screwed us

up " conversation, which ends is us all getting mad. There is a time and a place

for laughing at the stupidness of it all.

>

[Guest guest]

" Humor is also a way of saying something serious. " T.S. Eliot

>

> When us kids do happen to get together, we do the usual " have you talked to

mum lately? " and compare stories of what she has done/said lately. If we are in

a good enough mood, we might compare things that we can laugh about. It takes

some effort at times, but I think it is good for us, and brings us a little

closer together. Truely, the things she does can be comical at times.

>

> Once I went with mum to a picture framers. She fancied herself to be a great

artist, and she was pretty good in her early days. She wanted a picture framed,

and while we were talking to the elderly framer he asked how to pronounce our

last name.

> Her current husband is of Dutch descent, and Mum did her thing where she half

closes her eyes, puffs out her chest, lifts her chin and declares in a superior

voice " it is pronounced RRRRRR-OUT-men! Its Dutch! " . The guy smiled, and asked

if she could speak Dutch. Mum replied " but of course " . Now, my mother cant speak

a damn word. Neither can her husband. At this point Im standing there with one

eyebrow up, wondering what on earth possessed her to say such a thing.

> The framer smiled even wider and began rattling on to her in Dutch! There is

nothing as wonderful in the world than the look of dismay and " oh crap, what do

I do now? " that crossed her face. I had to control myself not to fall on the

floor weeing myself with laughter while she stammered and stuttered through some

excuse about not having practised for ages. It was gold. Needless to say, she

packed up her pictures and stalked out of the store, furious.

>

> We lived on a farm in the middle of nowhere when I was a kid. Mum was

apparently hanging washing out while us kids were at school, on a line behind

the shed, 300m from the house, in her undies. Suddenly a car pulls up and people

get out. Mum panics (reputation is huge to her) and runs behind the shed. As

they walk around the shed to the house, she walks the other way so they cant see

her. She didnt realise that the walls of the shed are elevated - there is a

large gap between the walls and the floor - the people heard her footsteps,

looked under the walls and saw there was someone on the other side of the shed.

So they walked faster, chasing her around and around the shed. Mum would have

been FRANTIC!!! How DARE anyone see her in her underwear! She would never live

it down!!! Anyway, they got sick of chasing and left, and Mum scampered into the

house and it took days for her to get over it. I still get the giggles when I

think about it - for her that would have been an ultimate embaressment.

>

> I think being able to laugh about irrational behaviour is a good thing. Often

when us kids are together it stops us from getting into a morbid " mum screwed us

up " conversation, which ends is us all getting mad. There is a time and a place

for laughing at the stupidness of it all.

>

[Guest guest]

haha thats good!

>

> Another one I thought of...

>

> When my father was selling his business, a pair of brothers I went to school

with came over to buy it. While they were talking, my mother asked one of them

" what do you do for a living? " He replied " Im a male stripper " .

> My 50 year old mother replied, completely sincere, " Really? Ive always wanted

to do that myself! " The two bothers pissed themselves - she didnt realise they

were joking....

>

> I think my father almost died.

>

[Guest guest]

haha thats good!

>

> Another one I thought of...

>

> When my father was selling his business, a pair of brothers I went to school

with came over to buy it. While they were talking, my mother asked one of them

" what do you do for a living? " He replied " Im a male stripper " .

> My 50 year old mother replied, completely sincere, " Really? Ive always wanted

to do that myself! " The two bothers pissed themselves - she didnt realise they

were joking....

>

> I think my father almost died.

>

[Guest guest]

Oh, gawd, this is SOOOO like something my mother would say! ahahaha!

*headesk*

>

> Another one I thought of...

>

> When my father was selling his business, a pair of brothers I went to school

with came over to buy it. While they were talking, my mother asked one of them

" what do you do for a living? " He replied " Im a male stripper " .

> My 50 year old mother replied, completely sincere, " Really? Ive always wanted

to do that myself! " The two bothers pissed themselves - she didnt realise they

were joking....

>

> I think my father almost died.

>

[Guest guest]

Oh, gawd, this is SOOOO like something my mother would say! ahahaha!

*headesk*

>

> Another one I thought of...

>

> When my father was selling his business, a pair of brothers I went to school

with came over to buy it. While they were talking, my mother asked one of them

" what do you do for a living? " He replied " Im a male stripper " .

> My 50 year old mother replied, completely sincere, " Really? Ive always wanted

to do that myself! " The two bothers pissed themselves - she didnt realise they

were joking....

>

> I think my father almost died.

>

[Guest guest]

He probably can walk on it, if you ask him. He also makes what we call " magic

bread " ...oh, the religious jokes can start now... ;-P

He makes this bread from scratch that he claims to have invented...he puts all

sorts of powdered supplements, etc in it. He won't divulge what, and then

wonders why most of us won't eat it. Because, of course, he knows all these

" secrets " to health. I asked him...if you're so smart about all this, why are

you significantly overweight and living with diabetes? He said it was

" deliberate " but that I wouldn't understand. So yeah, we joke about the magic

bread, too, when we talk about making water.

He's not my dad...he's only been married to nada for about 6 years. They

actually got married on what was supposed to be *my* wedding day, but I called

off my wedding...so they took our church reservation!

Ninera

>

> Subject: Re: What can you laugh about?

> To: WTOAdultChildren1

> Date: Thursday, September 2, 2010, 7:00 PM

> Well your fada can make the water,

> but can he part it? I bet he could if you asked him to!

> haha

>

>

> > > >

> > > > there is a big fight I always laugh about.

> it's not

> > > funny at all and I still have a scar but to me it

> is the

> > > perfect illustration of my family.

> > > >

> > > > I cut my finger opening a can (i.e. the scar

> I still

> > > have) and went to ask nada for bandaids. She

> screams at me

> > > 'how can you be so stupid to cut your finger on a

> can

> > > opener' blah blah blah. Up to that point I'd been

> brave but

> > > then i started bawling, my brother jumped in and

> started

> > > chiding me about 'crying like a baby', then my

> father was

> > > sitting there and told me to put a bandaid on it

> (not at all

> > > out of concern, just annoyance) and when I said

> we didn't

> > > have any, he seized on the opportunity to start

> an argument

> > > since he and my mother were fighting by yelling

> at the top

> > > of his lungs, " what kind of mother wouldn't have

> any

> > > bandaids in a house full of children " and they

> were off to

> > > the races in another argument. Meanwhile I'm

> standing at the

> > > sink bleeding everywhere...I remember my hand

> shaking and

> > > stuff. I don't know why but every time I think

> about him

> > > starting with 'what kind of mother...' I just

> burst out

> > > laughing. it wasn't funny then, but it's so d*mn

> typical of

> > > the emotionally charged insanity I lived in every

> day of my

> > > life. I think I was around 8 or 10 when that

> happened.

> > > >

> > > > another time I remember is when nada and

> fada were

> > > having their almost daily fights about money and

> nada was

> > > begging fada to pay the bills and fada finally

> relented and

> > > wrote out all the checks, but he wrote " f*ck you "

> in the

> > > memo section of every one of the checks.

> apparently that was

> > > their last checkbook so nada was forced to send

> the checks

> > > out like that.

> > > >

> > > > sigh...

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > ------------------------------------

> > >

> > >  **This group is based on principles in

> Randi Kreger's new

> > > book The Essential Family Guide to Borderline

> Personality

> > > Disorder: New Tips and Tools to Stop Walking on

> Eggshells,

> > > available at www.BPDCentral.com.** Problems?

> Write @...

> > > DO NOT RESPOND ON THE LIST.

> > >

> > > To unsub from this list, send a blank email to

WTOAdultChildren1-unsubscribe

> > >

> > >

> > > Recommended: " Toxic Parents, " " Surviving a

> Borderline

> > > Parent, " and " Understanding the Borderline

> Mother " (hard to

> > > find)

[Guest guest]

He probably can walk on it, if you ask him. He also makes what we call " magic

bread " ...oh, the religious jokes can start now... ;-P

He makes this bread from scratch that he claims to have invented...he puts all

sorts of powdered supplements, etc in it. He won't divulge what, and then

wonders why most of us won't eat it. Because, of course, he knows all these

" secrets " to health. I asked him...if you're so smart about all this, why are

you significantly overweight and living with diabetes? He said it was

" deliberate " but that I wouldn't understand. So yeah, we joke about the magic

bread, too, when we talk about making water.

He's not my dad...he's only been married to nada for about 6 years. They

actually got married on what was supposed to be *my* wedding day, but I called

off my wedding...so they took our church reservation!

Ninera

>

> Subject: Re: What can you laugh about?

> To: WTOAdultChildren1

> Date: Thursday, September 2, 2010, 7:00 PM

> Well your fada can make the water,

> but can he part it? I bet he could if you asked him to!

> haha

>

>

> > > >

> > > > there is a big fight I always laugh about.

> it's not

> > > funny at all and I still have a scar but to me it

> is the

> > > perfect illustration of my family.

> > > >

> > > > I cut my finger opening a can (i.e. the scar

> I still

> > > have) and went to ask nada for bandaids. She

> screams at me

> > > 'how can you be so stupid to cut your finger on a

> can

> > > opener' blah blah blah. Up to that point I'd been

> brave but

> > > then i started bawling, my brother jumped in and

> started

> > > chiding me about 'crying like a baby', then my

> father was

> > > sitting there and told me to put a bandaid on it

> (not at all

> > > out of concern, just annoyance) and when I said

> we didn't

> > > have any, he seized on the opportunity to start

> an argument

> > > since he and my mother were fighting by yelling

> at the top

> > > of his lungs, " what kind of mother wouldn't have

> any

> > > bandaids in a house full of children " and they

> were off to

> > > the races in another argument. Meanwhile I'm

> standing at the

> > > sink bleeding everywhere...I remember my hand

> shaking and

> > > stuff. I don't know why but every time I think

> about him

> > > starting with 'what kind of mother...' I just

> burst out

> > > laughing. it wasn't funny then, but it's so d*mn

> typical of

> > > the emotionally charged insanity I lived in every

> day of my

> > > life. I think I was around 8 or 10 when that

> happened.

> > > >

> > > > another time I remember is when nada and

> fada were

> > > having their almost daily fights about money and

> nada was

> > > begging fada to pay the bills and fada finally

> relented and

> > > wrote out all the checks, but he wrote " f*ck you "

> in the

> > > memo section of every one of the checks.

> apparently that was

> > > their last checkbook so nada was forced to send

> the checks

> > > out like that.

> > > >

> > > > sigh...

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > ------------------------------------

> > >

> > >  **This group is based on principles in

> Randi Kreger's new

> > > book The Essential Family Guide to Borderline

> Personality

> > > Disorder: New Tips and Tools to Stop Walking on

> Eggshells,

> > > available at www.BPDCentral.com.** Problems?

> Write @...

> > > DO NOT RESPOND ON THE LIST.

> > >

> > > To unsub from this list, send a blank email to

WTOAdultChildren1-unsubscribe

> > >

> > >

> > > Recommended: " Toxic Parents, " " Surviving a

> Borderline

> > > Parent, " and " Understanding the Borderline

> Mother " (hard to

> > > find)

[Guest guest]

He probably can walk on it, if you ask him. He also makes what we call " magic

bread " ...oh, the religious jokes can start now... ;-P

He makes this bread from scratch that he claims to have invented...he puts all

sorts of powdered supplements, etc in it. He won't divulge what, and then

wonders why most of us won't eat it. Because, of course, he knows all these

" secrets " to health. I asked him...if you're so smart about all this, why are

you significantly overweight and living with diabetes? He said it was

" deliberate " but that I wouldn't understand. So yeah, we joke about the magic

bread, too, when we talk about making water.

He's not my dad...he's only been married to nada for about 6 years. They

actually got married on what was supposed to be *my* wedding day, but I called

off my wedding...so they took our church reservation!

Ninera

>

> Subject: Re: What can you laugh about?

> To: WTOAdultChildren1

> Date: Thursday, September 2, 2010, 7:00 PM

> Well your fada can make the water,

> but can he part it? I bet he could if you asked him to!

> haha

>

>

> > > >

> > > > there is a big fight I always laugh about.

> it's not

> > > funny at all and I still have a scar but to me it

> is the

> > > perfect illustration of my family.

> > > >

> > > > I cut my finger opening a can (i.e. the scar

> I still

> > > have) and went to ask nada for bandaids. She

> screams at me

> > > 'how can you be so stupid to cut your finger on a

> can

> > > opener' blah blah blah. Up to that point I'd been

> brave but

> > > then i started bawling, my brother jumped in and

> started

> > > chiding me about 'crying like a baby', then my

> father was

> > > sitting there and told me to put a bandaid on it

> (not at all

> > > out of concern, just annoyance) and when I said

> we didn't

> > > have any, he seized on the opportunity to start

> an argument

> > > since he and my mother were fighting by yelling

> at the top

> > > of his lungs, " what kind of mother wouldn't have

> any

> > > bandaids in a house full of children " and they

> were off to

> > > the races in another argument. Meanwhile I'm

> standing at the

> > > sink bleeding everywhere...I remember my hand

> shaking and

> > > stuff. I don't know why but every time I think

> about him

> > > starting with 'what kind of mother...' I just

> burst out

> > > laughing. it wasn't funny then, but it's so d*mn

> typical of

> > > the emotionally charged insanity I lived in every

> day of my

> > > life. I think I was around 8 or 10 when that

> happened.

> > > >

> > > > another time I remember is when nada and

> fada were

> > > having their almost daily fights about money and

> nada was

> > > begging fada to pay the bills and fada finally

> relented and

> > > wrote out all the checks, but he wrote " f*ck you "

> in the

> > > memo section of every one of the checks.

> apparently that was

> > > their last checkbook so nada was forced to send

> the checks

> > > out like that.

> > > >

> > > > sigh...

> > > >

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > ------------------------------------

> > >

> > >  **This group is based on principles in

> Randi Kreger's new

> > > book The Essential Family Guide to Borderline

> Personality

> > > Disorder: New Tips and Tools to Stop Walking on

> Eggshells,

> > > available at www.BPDCentral.com.** Problems?

> Write @...

> > > DO NOT RESPOND ON THE LIST.

> > >

> > > To unsub from this list, send a blank email to

WTOAdultChildren1-unsubscribe

> > >

> > >

> > > Recommended: " Toxic Parents, " " Surviving a

> Borderline

> > > Parent, " and " Understanding the Borderline

> Mother " (hard to

> > > find)

[Guest guest]

I know what you mean about that. We have a family friend who is bpb, mostly dh

and I are just friends with the kids. Well sometimes we have their family over

to eat dinner (yes by choice) and the son is pretty cool he holds his own and

says when she is on his nerves or acting poorly, but the daughter does the

weirdest things to embarrass her mom (sometimes funny sometimes not), you can

see the mom is really stressed inside and wants to freak out, but we are all

watching. The son, and myself have both tried to stand up for the daughter or

diffuse the situations, but it is so awkward watching her squirm in public!

> >

> > I love these! These are so great keep em coming! Haha!

> >

> > Okay here is mine.

> >

> > This is so mean of me, but my nada the queen was doing some queenly business

up town cashing a queenly check at the bank. We were together and I was in the

passenger's seat, my baby in the back she was the driver (much like life was at

the time). Well she leaned to grab the tube to stuff her check in she was too

fast for her own good and smacked her head on the car door (not too hard to

cause a concussion just hard enough to cause embarrassment). I busted out

laughing! She looked at me with the witch's eyes but then strangely turned waif

in the blink of an eye and started to sob and cry and " shame on you I am hurt

why would you laugh at me? " I was trying so hard not to laugh, but I have this

problem like when I hurt myself I start to laugh, or when I see other people

(like on Americas funniest videos getting whacked in the balls) I cant help but

laugh! I was able to contain my laughter on the outside but inside I was dying

of laughter and I still giggle thinking about her like a long horned elk barging

so quickly through the car door to get that check cashed it gave us both a

shock! I'm sorry I don't know why it was such a vision to me I snort now as I

think of it! Maybe it was wrong of me to find it funny, but things like this get

to me.

> >

> > Here is another one, my nada prides herself on how hard she would make me

work, just like Cinderella. She thought nothing to kick me in the ribs while I

was on my hands and knees scrubbing her floors (daily). I was nothing more than

a live in maid. Well my best friend and lived right next door and we looked so

much alike and often dressed the same and spent every day together even when we

were grounded. One summer day the witch showed up out of the blue my mom

screamed at her and i believe she even grabbed her by the hair and said " grab

that bucket and scrub the floor on your hands and knees and it better look

good! " My neighbor just grabbed the bucket and started to clean, meanwhile I

was in another part of the house listening to music or playing with my hair

dreaming of the ball with my mice friends or something.

> >

> > After a while nada came through and saw my friend scrubbing the floor and of

course the witch disappeared as fast as she arrived she said to my friend " what

on earth are you doing I told LB to do that? " and my friend said " no you told me

to do it " rather than be embarrassed that she was so blinded by irrational rage

that she could not even recognize her own daughter she bragged about her power

for years!

> >

> > I don't know why those stories are funny to me, but in a twisted way they

are. LB

> >

>

[Guest guest]

I know what you mean about that. We have a family friend who is bpb, mostly dh

and I are just friends with the kids. Well sometimes we have their family over

to eat dinner (yes by choice) and the son is pretty cool he holds his own and

says when she is on his nerves or acting poorly, but the daughter does the

weirdest things to embarrass her mom (sometimes funny sometimes not), you can

see the mom is really stressed inside and wants to freak out, but we are all

watching. The son, and myself have both tried to stand up for the daughter or

diffuse the situations, but it is so awkward watching her squirm in public!

> >

> > I love these! These are so great keep em coming! Haha!

> >

> > Okay here is mine.

> >

> > This is so mean of me, but my nada the queen was doing some queenly business

up town cashing a queenly check at the bank. We were together and I was in the

passenger's seat, my baby in the back she was the driver (much like life was at

the time). Well she leaned to grab the tube to stuff her check in she was too

fast for her own good and smacked her head on the car door (not too hard to

cause a concussion just hard enough to cause embarrassment). I busted out

laughing! She looked at me with the witch's eyes but then strangely turned waif

in the blink of an eye and started to sob and cry and " shame on you I am hurt

why would you laugh at me? " I was trying so hard not to laugh, but I have this

problem like when I hurt myself I start to laugh, or when I see other people

(like on Americas funniest videos getting whacked in the balls) I cant help but

laugh! I was able to contain my laughter on the outside but inside I was dying

of laughter and I still giggle thinking about her like a long horned elk barging

so quickly through the car door to get that check cashed it gave us both a

shock! I'm sorry I don't know why it was such a vision to me I snort now as I

think of it! Maybe it was wrong of me to find it funny, but things like this get

to me.

> >

> > Here is another one, my nada prides herself on how hard she would make me

work, just like Cinderella. She thought nothing to kick me in the ribs while I

was on my hands and knees scrubbing her floors (daily). I was nothing more than

a live in maid. Well my best friend and lived right next door and we looked so

much alike and often dressed the same and spent every day together even when we

were grounded. One summer day the witch showed up out of the blue my mom

screamed at her and i believe she even grabbed her by the hair and said " grab

that bucket and scrub the floor on your hands and knees and it better look

good! " My neighbor just grabbed the bucket and started to clean, meanwhile I

was in another part of the house listening to music or playing with my hair

dreaming of the ball with my mice friends or something.

> >

> > After a while nada came through and saw my friend scrubbing the floor and of

course the witch disappeared as fast as she arrived she said to my friend " what

on earth are you doing I told LB to do that? " and my friend said " no you told me

to do it " rather than be embarrassed that she was so blinded by irrational rage

that she could not even recognize her own daughter she bragged about her power

for years!

> >

> > I don't know why those stories are funny to me, but in a twisted way they

are. LB

> >

>

[Guest guest]

I know what you mean about that. We have a family friend who is bpb, mostly dh

and I are just friends with the kids. Well sometimes we have their family over

to eat dinner (yes by choice) and the son is pretty cool he holds his own and

says when she is on his nerves or acting poorly, but the daughter does the

weirdest things to embarrass her mom (sometimes funny sometimes not), you can

see the mom is really stressed inside and wants to freak out, but we are all

watching. The son, and myself have both tried to stand up for the daughter or

diffuse the situations, but it is so awkward watching her squirm in public!

> >

> > I love these! These are so great keep em coming! Haha!

> >

> > Okay here is mine.

> >

> > This is so mean of me, but my nada the queen was doing some queenly business

up town cashing a queenly check at the bank. We were together and I was in the

passenger's seat, my baby in the back she was the driver (much like life was at

the time). Well she leaned to grab the tube to stuff her check in she was too

fast for her own good and smacked her head on the car door (not too hard to

cause a concussion just hard enough to cause embarrassment). I busted out

laughing! She looked at me with the witch's eyes but then strangely turned waif

in the blink of an eye and started to sob and cry and " shame on you I am hurt

why would you laugh at me? " I was trying so hard not to laugh, but I have this

problem like when I hurt myself I start to laugh, or when I see other people

(like on Americas funniest videos getting whacked in the balls) I cant help but

laugh! I was able to contain my laughter on the outside but inside I was dying

of laughter and I still giggle thinking about her like a long horned elk barging

so quickly through the car door to get that check cashed it gave us both a

shock! I'm sorry I don't know why it was such a vision to me I snort now as I

think of it! Maybe it was wrong of me to find it funny, but things like this get

to me.

> >

> > Here is another one, my nada prides herself on how hard she would make me

work, just like Cinderella. She thought nothing to kick me in the ribs while I

was on my hands and knees scrubbing her floors (daily). I was nothing more than

a live in maid. Well my best friend and lived right next door and we looked so

much alike and often dressed the same and spent every day together even when we

were grounded. One summer day the witch showed up out of the blue my mom

screamed at her and i believe she even grabbed her by the hair and said " grab

that bucket and scrub the floor on your hands and knees and it better look

good! " My neighbor just grabbed the bucket and started to clean, meanwhile I

was in another part of the house listening to music or playing with my hair

dreaming of the ball with my mice friends or something.

> >

> > After a while nada came through and saw my friend scrubbing the floor and of

course the witch disappeared as fast as she arrived she said to my friend " what

on earth are you doing I told LB to do that? " and my friend said " no you told me

to do it " rather than be embarrassed that she was so blinded by irrational rage

that she could not even recognize her own daughter she bragged about her power

for years!

> >

> > I don't know why those stories are funny to me, but in a twisted way they

are. LB

> >

>

[Guest guest]

Ninera, Wow what a story. Sounds so nadaish a series of inconsistent emails

within a matter of minutes! Ha! I love that your friends got a front row seat

on the trip to crazy town. Now they know and support you 100%! Good for you to

have such good friendships. LB

>

> >

> > Subject: Re: What can you laugh about?

> > To: WTOAdultChildren1

> > Date: Friday, September 3, 2010, 2:30 AM

> > Ninera-

> > They took over your wedding reservation?!?

> > my how....thrifty.

> > Or something.

> > Please tell me they didn't expect YOU to be all happy and

> > bubbly on their " special day " .

> > Did your mum borrow your dress, too?

> >

> > Unbelievable.

> >

> > Letty

>

[Guest guest]

My favorite was when nada was babysitting a baby for the daughter of a

friend. She needed to go to the office for something and wanted me to go

and show off. You know, the typical nada " look how good of a mother I am "

and making me play nice in front of dozens of strangers. When we get there

she tries to convince her coworkers that the baby is mine. Poor her with

the horrible teenage mom for a daughter. The funny part...NO ONE BELIEVED

HER. The confused look on her face was priceless. How could she possible

think people would beleive that I had a 2-3 month old and they never heard

about me being pregnant/giving birth for 11-12 months?

[Guest guest]

My favorite was when nada was babysitting a baby for the daughter of a

friend. She needed to go to the office for something and wanted me to go

and show off. You know, the typical nada " look how good of a mother I am "

and making me play nice in front of dozens of strangers. When we get there

she tries to convince her coworkers that the baby is mine. Poor her with

the horrible teenage mom for a daughter. The funny part...NO ONE BELIEVED

HER. The confused look on her face was priceless. How could she possible

think people would beleive that I had a 2-3 month old and they never heard

about me being pregnant/giving birth for 11-12 months?

[Guest guest]

My favorite was when nada was babysitting a baby for the daughter of a

friend. She needed to go to the office for something and wanted me to go

and show off. You know, the typical nada " look how good of a mother I am "

and making me play nice in front of dozens of strangers. When we get there

she tries to convince her coworkers that the baby is mine. Poor her with

the horrible teenage mom for a daughter. The funny part...NO ONE BELIEVED

HER. The confused look on her face was priceless. How could she possible

think people would beleive that I had a 2-3 month old and they never heard

about me being pregnant/giving birth for 11-12 months?

[Guest guest]

That's hilarious

>

>

> My favorite was when nada was babysitting a baby for the daughter of a

> friend. She needed to go to the office for something and wanted me to go

> and show off. You know, the typical nada " look how good of a mother I am "

> and making me play nice in front of dozens of strangers. When we get there

> she tries to convince her coworkers that the baby is mine. Poor her with

> the horrible teenage mom for a daughter. The funny part...NO ONE BELIEVED

> HER. The confused look on her face was priceless. How could she possible

> think people would beleive that I had a 2-3 month old and they never heard

> about me being pregnant/giving birth for 11-12 months?

>

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

That's hilarious

>

>

> My favorite was when nada was babysitting a baby for the daughter of a

> friend. She needed to go to the office for something and wanted me to go

> and show off. You know, the typical nada " look how good of a mother I am "

> and making me play nice in front of dozens of strangers. When we get there

> she tries to convince her coworkers that the baby is mine. Poor her with

> the horrible teenage mom for a daughter. The funny part...NO ONE BELIEVED

> HER. The confused look on her face was priceless. How could she possible

> think people would beleive that I had a 2-3 month old and they never heard

> about me being pregnant/giving birth for 11-12 months?

>

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

That's hilarious

>

>

> My favorite was when nada was babysitting a baby for the daughter of a

> friend. She needed to go to the office for something and wanted me to go

> and show off. You know, the typical nada " look how good of a mother I am "

> and making me play nice in front of dozens of strangers. When we get there

> she tries to convince her coworkers that the baby is mine. Poor her with

> the horrible teenage mom for a daughter. The funny part...NO ONE BELIEVED

> HER. The confused look on her face was priceless. How could she possible

> think people would beleive that I had a 2-3 month old and they never heard

> about me being pregnant/giving birth for 11-12 months?

>

>

>

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