*tries to put the lid back on the can of worms*
That was a feel-good conversation.
I didn't realize they were serious about the "12 Angry Avs" thing.
How about those Mets?
*asks: what are Mets?*
Oh wait - I have more.
My mother was completely emotionally unavailable, so I was essentially abandoned by both parents.
All of a sudden Deet and Shamey understand everything, right?
Isn't the Met on strike or something?
Tazzy, you crack me up.
I went into the hospital when I was barely a year old, and didn't go home until I was nearly two. Not quite abandoned, but try explaining that to an infant old enough to recognize his parents. Who are suddenly gone. And then come back, but leave again. All the time.
we all have dysfunctional families, that's why we get on so well!
Rath, I learned that a long time ago. I do understand where IT comes from, but it's only recently that I decided to accept it.
Btw, my childhood was insanely functional.
Shamey, sometimes that can be even worse.
I'm here working. . on my off day. So what are mah avs up to today?
How about this: I didn't learn to walk until I was 3. Couldn't talk 'til around the same time. And I breastfed until I was 5. My remaining siblings still baby me. And I'm not the baby.
Mine was too Shamey. It's only recently that it has gotten so screwy.
Soapy, I'm not sure I'd say worse, but there are times when I've thought that it might almost be just as bad.
soapy, that's the cutest picture. I just died.
You all are making me feel bad, because my family is pretty functional!
Celebrate your uniqueness, Jag!
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
All my sad Avs can come to my house for dinner. We entertain too many people to count, anyway. Nobody would even notice!
My family is semi-disfunctional. My dad travels all the time and my mom tries to kill us if she forgets her medication, just like her mother did to her. I love them anyway, though.
After last night's festivities (which were just okay as far as I was concerned) we all thought we'd be closed today. But no, we were told we were expected to be at the office by noon. And the one who told us that isn't even here yet.
*grumblegrumblefourletterwordsgrumblegrumble*
Honey, welcome to the theater. I can't tell you how many Broadway shows I planned/executed the opening night parties for when I worked for producers. I was never allowed to come in one minute after my usual time the following day, flop or hit. And most were for the Weisslers, where my starting time was 8:45 a.m.
*grumblegrumblefourletterwordsRATHgrumblegrumble*
Oh you already got me today. You don't need to grumble at ME.
"She is STUN.NING."
Please.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
LOL!
Hey, guess what's sitting next to me, addressed and completed, in a big orange envelope?
Hint: It's my completed Nazareth application, going out in the mail in a couple of hours.
Well, Rath, she is. Sorry.
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