Say it here cause you can't say it directly- the get it off your chest thread (Part 1)

<p>“How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is, to have a thankless child.”</p>

<p>If you are going to ask me to organize and lead an event at your house, I am happy to do it, but please don’t change the plans the morning of the event after I’ve done all the preparation for you and this event. And then when you offered to organize the neighborhood follow-up event, why did you then turf it to someone else who has done nothing and all the momentum is gone? And then, we planned to go out to dinner and we each suggested another couple to include, I made the reservation for 8 people and then you and your other couple both bailed on us at the last minute? Well, we were able to coordinate with 2 other couples and had a wonderful dinner last night. They made a committment and stuck to it. I’ve learned my lesson with you. Three strikes and you are out.</p>

<p>No one should die as a result of a bedsore in this day and age.</p>

<p>dear Switzerland,
Why did you have to offer so many cookies at that party on Friday. I tried every one (except the coconut). Only one each, but there were about 15 varieties! Yum, but…so many… My stomach still hurts a little.</p>

<p>If I’m going to take the time to respond to your PM asking for professional or career advice, an acknowledgment or simple “thank you” in reply is all I ask in return.</p>

<p>To the people who order clothing for stores: Not everyone over 40 wants spandex in their t-shirts. I want to hide bulges not accentuate them! So stop, stop it now!</p>

<p>^^^^ Nor do we all want spandex in our jeans. So stop that too!!</p>

<p>I’ll add another shopping-related rant: to all the Euro-crazy countries, if you were able to come up with a commonly accepted currency, how come you cannot standardize your sizing charts!</p>

<p>I’m tired of worrying that my cancer will come back, I’m sad that my daughter is having trouble believing in herself, I’m sad she spent her last year at home worrying about my cancer, and I had little energy to parent. I love her so much, and it hurts to see her struggle.</p>

<p>Whatever your issues are and level of frustration over your problems. it is NEVER appropriate to call a woman, a lady the " C "word over the phone…remember, it is someone’s daughter, sister and mother you are talking to…would you speak to anyone in your family with such vulgarity ?
This one’s for you my sister :D</p>

<p>I need an easy friend
I do, With an ear to lend
I do, Think you fit this shoe
I do, But DO you have a clue?</p>

<p>I’ll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can’t see you every night. Free
…I do</p>

<p>I’m standing in your line
I do, Hope you have the time
I do, Pick up number two
I do, Keep a date with you</p>

<p>I take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can’t see you every night. Free</p>

<p>I need an easy friend
I do, With a ear to lend
I do, Think you fit this shoe
I do, But DO you have a clue?</p>

<p>I’ll take advantage while
You hang me out to dry
But I can’t see you every night,
no I can’t see you every night…
free</p>

<p>I do…</p>

<p>To an old friend: I don’t understand what compels me to keep reading your blog. You are pedantic and self-important, just as you have always been. I wonder if I was hoping that this move across the country would change you for the better, but no, you’re still the same person, just farther away.</p>

<p>I sincerely hope that you are having fun there, playing bohemian writer and minstrel. I hope your brother would approve of you spending the money he left you like this. It must have been a lot for you to be there this long without even looking for a job. </p>

<p>The worst part of all of this is: I realize that most of this is bitterness because I would love nothing more to have the ability to do what you’re doing now, without the losing my brother part, of course. I also feel guilty because I do realize that you lost someone important to you, until I remember that you have always been this way, long before he died. </p>

<p>To the man who wrote the calc II exam I took today: ****. Seriously? I think I’m traumatized for life.</p>

<p>You don’t want to be there for ME. You want to be there for YOU. I asked you not to come, I gave you my reasons why, and you’re being selfish.</p>

<p>Both of you are being selfish, and I wish I could just have NONE of you come to this at all. This is something that is MINE, it is intensely MINE, and neither of you are coming to support me and my decisions, you’re coming for your own reasons.</p>

<p>If you’d really wanted to see me baptized, you’d have baptized me when I was a baby like every other parent does. Clearly this doesn’t really mean anything to either of you, and you’re just using my adult baptism and confirmation to make yourselves feel like supportive parents. I’m trying to have an experience with God, to heal my spiritual self after a lifetime of not having my spiritual self guided in any way by you two. I’m tired of the obligations, of making sure that I spend equal time with each of you so that you don’t get all bent out of shape, and I’ve stopped coming home because of all that. It’s too much for me.</p>

<p>Leave me alone and let me live my life in peace for once. I just want peace in my life, and you’ve both literally given me nothing but exhaustion and strife for the past decade.</p>

<p>I was shocked by the machine I had the machine checked. It is your outlet that is wired wrong. It should not have to wait till tomorrow. You cannot have electrical problems. Reverse polarity. If I didn’t call you I could be punished.</p>

<p>I will continue to be a broken record…“Happiness is a Choice.”</p>

<p>Is it wrong for me to get my hopes up everytime that you call ? Is it wrong for me to want there to be SOME sign of a job ?</p>

<p>me: don’t wait until the last minute to get your stuff together before going to the airport</p>

<p>you: I always pack at the last minute.</p>

<p>Me: Yeah but you are always forgetting stuff, then you want me to send it to you.</p>

<p>you: i got this.</p>

<p>We are in the car going to the airport.</p>

<p>you: I forgot my black shoes
me: we are not turning around
you: then what am I going to wear?</p>

<p>Go barefoot !!!</p>

<p>Dear Achilles Tendon, please stop hurting. NOW. I am tired of you.</p>

<p>note to self:</p>

<p>stop reading work e-mail over the weekend. </p>

<p>Hello, not required to teach college planning advisory classes. </p>

<p>If you don’t want your child in this class, I will remove him. Just don’t complain when he is the only senior who has no idea of the college application and admissions process, because you surely are in no position to help him!</p>

<p>Would someone other than me PLEASE clean up the dog poop!</p>