tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post4305374526307960931..comments2023-05-31T10:46:19.766-05:00Comments on It Is Not My Shame to Bear: A Week In Eden's Life; Super Fast Weekend PostNotMyShametoBearhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-37429026377650096302018-05-28T22:30:32.444-05:002018-05-28T22:30:32.444-05:00What's up, I log on to your blog like ebery we...What's up, I log on to your blog like ebery week. Your <br />humoristic style is awesome, keep up the good work!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-35879808557458331262018-03-24T00:50:25.801-05:002018-03-24T00:50:25.801-05:00When sοmeone writes an piece оf writing hе/she kеe...When sοmeone writes an piece оf writing hе/she kеeps the <br />idea of a uѕer in hіs/her mind tһat һow a ᥙseг сan understand іt.<br />Sо that's why this post iѕ great. Thanks!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-3450130866311194022014-07-27T10:16:56.301-05:002014-07-27T10:16:56.301-05:00Yes, absolutely!! I walked in and was like "O...Yes, absolutely!! I walked in and was like "Ok daycare, show me how we are doing this!" Haha! Good point to make though and I'm sure the other readers appreciate!NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-48590402779357437652014-07-26T09:34:54.092-05:002014-07-26T09:34:54.092-05:00(I meant your personal parts type equipment vs his...(I meant your personal parts type equipment vs his, in my last comment, not the day care vs you.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-79924730306321184832014-07-26T09:33:43.543-05:002014-07-26T09:33:43.543-05:00You should ask them what method they are using the...You should ask them what method they are using there at day care, and then you can be consistent with them (using two different approaches could be confusing, especially since you don't have the same equipment to demonstrate.) Just so everybody will all be together on it and giving out the same message and all! (Figure they probably do a lot of this since it's their profession and whatever they do is what works best or is easiest to get results.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-72833794878119768192014-07-24T16:42:26.429-05:002014-07-24T16:42:26.429-05:00HAHAHA. I am absolutely dying. That is so freaking...HAHAHA. I am absolutely dying. That is so freaking funny!! Oh my gosh. I'd have just moved out. Abandoned all my stuff and left. I'd sleep on a snake free park bench if I had too.<br /><br />You are one brave girl!!<br /><br />I'm still laughing at that whole scenerio!NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-52135850349792088432014-07-24T16:40:13.297-05:002014-07-24T16:40:13.297-05:00I'll have to check it out!! I was so mean, I d...I'll have to check it out!! I was so mean, I dropped him off at daycare with a bag of pants and underwear and was like "Hey, good luck with him, BYE!!!"<br /><br />I'm evil. LolNotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-87717681272791301762014-07-23T19:26:14.264-05:002014-07-23T19:26:14.264-05:00We've had success with Jamie Glowacki's Oh...We've had success with Jamie Glowacki's Oh Crap, Potty Training! system. She recommends teaching boys to pee sitting down and a lot of naked time. We started potty training in earnest around Father's Day and my daughter is now 80% day trained. I'm waiting a little longer before tackling night training. Day trained meaning will alert me to her potty needs so that I can assist her or able to convey and manage herself to/at the potty. It is such a relief to be mostly done with diapers, now I just get to teach her how to dress herself.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03792197358143132340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-12048783508382002672014-07-23T02:58:45.057-05:002014-07-23T02:58:45.057-05:00Honestly, we were kind of freaked out by it oursel...Honestly, we were kind of freaked out by it ourselves, but we knew it was much too big in girth to get under the doors, so we closed both the bedroom door and the hall door and sort of holed up in there (when we were home at ALL!) for two days until it came out. It was a strange little apt and it had a tiny square "hall" between the rooms with a door on all four sides. One went to the living room, one to the bathroom, one to the bedroom, and the other was the door to the linen closet shelves. So we barricaded ourselves behind two doors and only went through the living room swiftly and straight to the front door (we never had any food* in our fridge hardly, so we barely needed to go into the kitchenette part, HaHa...) And we never babysat any critter of any kind ever again (technically our apt was "no pets" anyway.)<br /><br />* (We were broke, not on diets. Or, I should say, our "diet" was our being too broke to buy much food!)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-82831310407227565002014-07-22T19:58:48.876-05:002014-07-22T19:58:48.876-05:00Hi girly!!
Thank you :) I am very, very, blessed ...Hi girly!!<br /><br />Thank you :) I am very, very, blessed with great friends.<br /><br />Thank you, I love my new nose! Well, there may have been some kissing and hand holding involved, but there were also some lost keys!NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-80735208849096506722014-07-22T19:57:28.179-05:002014-07-22T19:57:28.179-05:00OH. MY. GOSH. OHMYGOSH!!! How on earth did you SLE...OH. MY. GOSH. OHMYGOSH!!! How on earth did you SLEEP with that in there!? I would be afraid it would slither out and strangle me in my sleep.<br /><br />AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!<br /><br />Too funny about the guys though and great way to tie it in with the sexism topic!! :)<br /><br />*HUGS* NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-19410565633078998012014-07-22T01:44:14.623-05:002014-07-22T01:44:14.623-05:00Haha! I have a couch story that beats that one! ...Haha! I have a couch story that beats that one! Back in the day (aka fresh out of college,) my roommate at the time and I (two single gals in tiny apt, etc.,) were snake sitting another female friend's 5 foot long boa constrictor (long story) and it got out of the bathroom where we were keeping it, and went up inside the hide-a-bed mechanism of our couch. !!! We knew the snake was missing (and my roommate impulsively let its meal out too, to try and entice it, so we then had a snake AND a rodent loose in the apt!) Anyway, we looked all over and finally gave up looking for it (kind of figured it might've actually ESCAPED escaped and got out of the place entirely,) and the next day I sat down on the couch, and suddenly this feeling like a seat belt happened, and it was the snake (guess I was warm and he was cold). !! When I leaped up (I was startled, what can I say!), he slipped back inside the couch. My roommate and I couldn't turn the couch over (it was really heavy, the old style iron metal frame hide-a-bed inside) so we asked these two big guys to come help us "move our couch." They were fine with it till we mentioned the word "snake" ("be careful, we don't want to hurt him...") and they both backed up in round eyed panic and LEFT, I mean, they literally made tracks, totally freaked out... (one guy went all the way down the stairs from our 2nd story apt and yelled NO WAY! up at us.) We finally got the boa's head and about 1/5 of him coaxed out, but the other 4 feet or so of him were still up in there, and we were afraid to pull him (all wrapped around the mechanism inside, we thought we might break his back or kill him.) So in the end we just had to wait (and not sit on the couch!) until he got hungry (we had trapped the baby rat in a wastebasket and put it back in the cage, at least THAT wasn't running loose for long) or maybe he got bored or cold (who knows) and came out of it of his own accord. We thought it was hilarious that those two burly guys were so scared of snakes that they ran away like that (and here we lived with the snake lurking in the apt with us for days.) !!! We told that story for a long time (with plenty of HaHaHaHa's!) So hey, I guess this is also a sexism story too, come to think of it... (we stereotyped them as not being scared of reptiles just because they were men! And then we found it amusing when they were, and for that same reason.) Oops, guess we all do it sometimes! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-60151481870665607792014-07-22T00:22:16.629-05:002014-07-22T00:22:16.629-05:00Your friends are so cool! How sweet of them to he...Your friends are so cool! How sweet of them to help out like that :) With all that hard work you do, you definitely deserve a night to unwind.<br /><br />Also, you have a lovely nose! It seems totally worth the surgeries/recovery time. And your salsa dress is so cute! Also, I'm suuuuuure his keys got "stuck in the couch". Is that what you youths call the kissing and the hand holding these days? You rascals! :)Lotushttp://likethelotus.tumblr.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-89697046725724592642014-07-21T22:13:22.342-05:002014-07-21T22:13:22.342-05:00They were IN thr couch lol. Like LITERALLY!! I sta...They were IN thr couch lol. Like LITERALLY!! I started replying to comments from the bottom up, so scroll down for the story!!<br /><br />It took us almost an hour lol! He didn't end up leaving until like 2am!NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-29922892176711091442014-07-21T22:11:59.120-05:002014-07-21T22:11:59.120-05:00Love <3
Thanks! :)Love <3 <br /><br />Thanks! :)NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-15858189811664049162014-07-21T22:11:18.956-05:002014-07-21T22:11:18.956-05:00That's a great perspective and one that I woul...That's a great perspective and one that I would not have thought of!! Thank you for taking the time to share that with us!<br /><br />**hugs**NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-79202558866710901272014-07-21T22:10:32.652-05:002014-07-21T22:10:32.652-05:00I keep meaning to mention that the photo contest w...I keep meaning to mention that the photo contest was a total flop! I got an entire THREE enteries. Out of the thousands of readers! I was sadly disappointed :( <br /><br />I have the enteries saved though and they will be featured in my upcoming "things that make you ask why" post. I haven't seen a whole lot of picture worthy funny things around here lately though, so it may be a few weeks!<br /><br />I do need to do an update on the nonprofit and the women that I serve so I can try to work that in there as well!<br /><br />Thanks for reading :)NotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-11473963934365882652014-07-21T22:08:18.401-05:002014-07-21T22:08:18.401-05:00Haha!! You know where they ended up being? IN THE ...Haha!! You know where they ended up being? IN THE COUCH. Like literally IN the couch. Apparently there was a tiny hole in the inside fabric and the keys fell through it and ended up IN the frame of the couch. We only found this out when he lifted the entire couch up from one side and we heard them slide to the other end. He wanted to rip the bottom off, I was not about to let that happen, and so the two of us had to lift, twist, and finagle the keys back to where the tiny hole was until he could reach them! It was pretty funny actuallyNotMyShametoBearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07679891969349514369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-51593735018860032672014-07-21T12:08:19.839-05:002014-07-21T12:08:19.839-05:00I'll bet his keys were inside the couch somewh...I'll bet his keys were inside the couch somewhere not easy to reach, resting on top of that fabric that keeps the dust out of the couch underneath (or whatever you call that stuff and whyever its there, everybody knows what I'm talking about, that thin material stretched across the bottom of a couch,) that kept them from falling underneath and kept him from getting to them. Right? (Or, was this a clever ploy to stay and they were really in his pocket the entire time?) ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-13932083474544210712014-07-20T21:53:03.464-05:002014-07-20T21:53:03.464-05:00Is the photo contest post coming soon? Could you a...Is the photo contest post coming soon? Could you also write about techniques you use for the women you counsel?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-5418714934691215682014-07-20T08:33:50.233-05:002014-07-20T08:33:50.233-05:00My only real blatant sexism story is actually from...My only real blatant sexism story is actually from 30 years ago when I worked for an investment company where 90% of the Supervisors were female but 90% of management above that level were male...I have heard things are not so skewed now at that company as they were then. But as a "stay at home" mom, I also had a bit of my own attitude which kind of screwed me up. I always said I didn't work but stayed home with the kids but from the time I started staying home I always did something to add to our income. First I was babysitting for up to ten hours a day, three days a week plus helping a friend with her small business (painting signs etc for her). Then when those jobs dried up I went to work for a small retail store and worked at least 20 hours a week and when the kids were in jr. high/high school went to a different company for 20-30 hours a week, depending on the season...alll this while being responsible for all the household duties, bills, shopping, kids activities etc (but hubby did the yard work). I guess what I am saying is I had a sexist attitude myself, considered that I did not work because I didn't work full time outside the home and others felt the same about me. I was constantly told how lucky I was to not have to work! But, if a man had been doing what I was, I would not have considered him as "not working"! Sometimes we do it to ourselves, or at least I did! Mary Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08814636676077833766noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-15880111196468391822014-07-20T08:33:19.498-05:002014-07-20T08:33:19.498-05:00Oh, also, you have a pretty nose. :) Oh, also, you have a pretty nose. :) Joelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06173489343314752879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4828879467490478491.post-11954761910044165922014-07-20T08:31:19.006-05:002014-07-20T08:31:19.006-05:00How long did it take him to find his keys? They we...How long did it take him to find his keys? They were UNDER the couch, weren't they? :)Joelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06173489343314752879noreply@blogger.com