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St. Louis Bob said:
I've gotten 4 emails from the boy's schools the last couple of weeks asking for donations to teachers partys and baby showers.  Seriously, WTMF.  I considered replying "Well I was going to give YOU a gift card but if you would rather I just bring some cookies up for everybody, just let me know."
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Are they from the PTA or the teachers themselves?

A few times a year our PTA treat us to breakfast or lunch in "appreciation".  But I'm pretty sure they just pay for those out of their general fund.  I'd be pretty embarrassed, as a teacher, if I knew they or the school were soliciting donations directly from the parents for those things.

And for baby showers?  Get bent.  

Whenever one of our teachers gets knocked up her fellow teachers throw a baby shower for her.  I never participate because

1.  I'm a giant tool

2. I never had a baby shower thrown for me (ok, my kids were born before I started there)

3. I didn't bang her so why should I have to buy her a damn onesie with a stupid giraffe on it?

 
OrtonToOlsen said:
Are they from the PTA or the teachers themselves?

A few times a year our PTA treat us to breakfast or lunch in "appreciation".  But I'm pretty sure they just pay for those out of their general fund.  I'd be pretty embarrassed, as a teacher, if I knew they or the school were soliciting donations directly from the parents for those things.

And for baby showers?  Get bent.  

Whenever one of our teachers gets knocked up her fellow teachers throw a baby shower for her.  I never participate because

1.  I'm a giant tool

2. I never had a baby shower thrown for me (ok, my kids were born before I started there)

3. I didn't bang her so why should I have to buy her a damn onesie with a stupid giraffe on it?
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The teachers themselves.  "OMG  Friday is Mrs. X's last day because she's due with her baby!  We're going to have a baby shower and really need snacks and refreshments.  Please bring anything you can!".  :mellow:

 
OrtonToOlsen said:
Are they from the PTA or the teachers themselves?

A few times a year our PTA treat us to breakfast or lunch in "appreciation".  But I'm pretty sure they just pay for those out of their general fund.  I'd be pretty embarrassed, as a teacher, if I knew they or the school were soliciting donations directly from the parents for those things.

And for baby showers?  Get bent.  

Whenever one of our teachers gets knocked up her fellow teachers throw a baby shower for her.  I never participate because

1.  I'm a giant tool

2. I never had a baby shower thrown for me (ok, my kids were born before I started there)

3. I didn't bang her so why should I have to buy her a damn onesie with a stupid giraffe on it?
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Exhibit 2g, IMO

 
krista4 said:
Sig potential here, if we still had them. :cry:
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Seriously.  We're having our 4th baby shower of the year Monday.  And it would actually be the 5th but we had one last month for two women (back in September there were 4 pregnant teachers and one dude with a pregnant wife).  

Buncha sluts.

 
Kind of bitter, if you can't tell.  Get frequent requests for supplies, which is fine.  Happy to do what I can to support the class.  However sometimes I don't even get a thank you e-mail. People suck but I won't stop giving. Sure as #### not giving for a baby shower or a holiday party though. One of the teachers lives up the street from me.  He's doing alright.

 
OrtonToOlsen said:
Seriously.  We're having our 4th baby shower of the year Monday.  And it would actually be the 5th but we had one last month for two women (back in September there were 4 pregnant teachers and one dude with a pregnant wife).  

Buncha sluts.
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Do I need to send a gross of Krispy Kreme's?

 
St. Louis Bob said:
The teachers themselves.  "OMG  Friday is Mrs. X's last day because she's due with her baby!  We're going to have a baby shower and really need snacks and refreshments.  Please bring anything you can!".  :mellow:
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Good lord.  I think that's a little over the line.  Could you imagine emailing a client of yours and saying "hey, Kelly in accounting is about to drop a frog.  Would you like to donate one of those totally disappointing 5ft long supermarket sandwiches?"

Look, I really appreciate it when I get gifts or a free breakfast or whatever.  But if I never got another thing I wouldn't even notice.

 
OrtonToOlsen said:
Good lord.  I think that's a little over the line.  Could you imagine emailing a client of yours and saying "hey, Kelly in accounting is about to drop a frog.  Would you like to donate one of those totally disappointing 5ft long supermarket sandwiches?"

Look, I really appreciate it when I get gifts or a free breakfast or whatever.  But if I never got another thing I wouldn't even notice.
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Thanks for the heads up.  I just had the following e-mail composed.

"Fred, Merry Christmas!  Thank you for your support in 2016 and I appreciate that you have chosen me to be your supplier.  It means a lot to me and my family.  Speaking of family, my boys want to go to Disney World.  Have you priced that lately?  Holy smokes, it's expensive!  Plus I understand that you need to pay extra for that skip to the front of the line pass. So please send me all the money you can to pay for this trip if you REALLY appreciate my service.  Thanks!"

 
OrtonToOlsen said:
Good lord.  I think that's a little over the line.  Could you imagine emailing a client of yours and saying "hey, Kelly in accounting is about to drop a frog.  Would you like to donate one of those totally disappointing 5ft long supermarket sandwiches?"

Look, I really appreciate it when I get gifts or a free breakfast or whatever.  But if I never got another thing I wouldn't even notice.
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What if you never got another summer off?

 
I told Dylan about Santa this summer.  He didn't seem like he quite believed me. In the last few months he has made it clear he understands. Funny thing is he acts like it's all real now. I know him, he's me, he's hedging just in case I'm lying to him.  Which is bull#### because other than Santa, I've never lied to them.  Pretty sure he thinks all of the stories about my life I've told him and his brother are completely made up.  They've only gotten the  PG-13 stuff too.

Anyhoo, I thought it would be fun to take the boys to a Christmas tree farm and start a new tradtion. Since we live out in the sticks, we didn't have to go far. We get to this intersection and the directions say to make a left but there's a sign that reads "Christmas Tree Farm This Way!".  Mrs. SLB turned, I didn't feel like driving, and  then  I realized it was a different place. So I had her turn around to go to the place on the website. I feel loyalty to or something. I don't know.  It's supposed to be "1 mile" from where we were. About mile 4 I said we screwed something up. Then the street we are supposed to turn on is finally there. Find the place and it's closed for the season. :lmao: We laughed our asses off. Life has been bad. So happy we could all laugh together.

Went back to the other place and cut down a giant evergreen that would make Clark W. Griswold proud.

 
St. Louis Bob said:
I told Dylan about Santa this summer.  He didn't seem like he quite believed me. In the last few months he has made it clear he understands. Funny thing is he acts like it's all real now. I know him, he's me, he's hedging just in case I'm lying to him.  Which is bull#### because other than Santa, I've never lied to them.  Pretty sure he thinks all of the stories about my life I've told him and his brother are completely made up.  They've only gotten the  PG-13 stuff too.

Anyhoo, I thought it would be fun to take the boys to a Christmas tree farm and start a new tradtion. Since we live out in the sticks, we didn't have to go far. We get to this intersection and the directions say to make a left but there's a sign that reads "Christmas Tree Farm This Way!".  Mrs. SLB turned, I didn't feel like driving, and  then  I realized it was a different place. So I had her turn around to go to the place on the website. I feel loyalty to or something. I don't know.  It's supposed to be "1 mile" from where we were. About mile 4 I said we screwed something up. Then the street we are supposed to turn on is finally there. Find the place and it's closed for the season. :lmao: We laughed our asses off. Life has been bad. So happy we could all laugh together.

Went back to the other place and cut down a giant evergreen that would make Clark W. Griswold proud.
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We're going on year #3 of not putting up our fake tree. :thumbup:

 
OrtonToOlsen said:
We're going on year #3 of not putting up our fake tree. :thumbup:
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We had Christmas brunch for my side of the family last weekend.  About 100 people in my house.  It was insane and honestly felt like I could lose it. Mrs. SLB put up a three foot artificial tree up.  I tried, not really hard though, to convince the boys  that was good enough. My youngest says "I can't get enough loot under a tree that small".

 
I wish I would have gotten  a pic of a sign we saw on the way there and back.

In big blue painted letters it read:

It  has

80 H.P

on it engen

 
I just watched lucky number slevin with my wife. She always asks questions during movies. This time she kept asking if Josh Hartnett was Jewish

 
I went to the Mizzou/Arkansas game the day after Thanksgiving. Which was tricky because we had Thanksgiving at our house too this year. My cousin Bobby got the tickets for all of us former Rams guys. Got super high before the game, made steak sandwiches, hot girls that probably wanted me everywhere. We bet Missouri and parlayed under. Again, high, Missouri sucks and they were getting creamed right away. So I headed outside to have a smoke and figure my other cousin would folla. But he didn't. So I walked around a little bit and found  some kids tailgating. I asked if they would be so nice as to give me a whiskey. Kid fills a 12 oz cup for me. Cool. Sipping on that and thinking about my next move. Text my cousin I have whiskey. Mostly because I have no idea where our car is and oh no, I don't have the keys. He texts back to hold on. Then Missouri starts coming back. I'm getting another smoke and looking at the gate trying to figure a way back in. Ticket takers aren't paying attention, I could easily just  walk right past them.  Bad news, there are four cops standing 15 feet behind them. So I ask this kid next to me banging a number what he thinks. He tells me I'm ####ed, no way I'm just walking in. Damn. Then he pulls a ticket out of his pocket and gives it to me. Cheers brother, he says. I stick the cup-o-whiskey in my coat pocket and walk in. Cool. Then I immediately here "SIR! SIR! WHAT IS THAT IN YOUR POCKET??!!". I keep walking because I know it's a cop and just hoping he'll give up. Nope. Next thing I know he's in front of my face. "What's that in your pocket, sir?!". Me, "oh, whiskey". He  tells me he is supposed to kick me out of the stadium. "Shoot" I say. I ask if I'm kicked out and he says no. I then proceed to talk to him about my infraction while drinking the whiskey. He was laughing pretty hard as I finally put the cup in the trashcan. Watched the rest of the game in the endzone with my cousin as Missouri covered all bets. Pretty good little day.

 
Hit the hotel-staying jackpot, boys and girls. They let me into my room too early. The guy who keeps the fridge stocked was here and he spoke good English. He apparently also knows how to spend $20 bills.  No more Pepsi Sun in my room - all cerveza y agua. My life is now complete 

 
So I was a little coy earlier when I was still trying to figure out what the heck to even do, but on top of all of the other really crappy stuff that has happened over the last 3 years, my wife is now officially checked into an inpatient Behavioral facility to be treated for what is most likely bipolar disorder. The last month, and especially the last week, has been quite a wild ride. Thankfully she at least was able to recognize that her mental state was a problem and was in agreement to be admitted. 

I'm incredibly drained right now. Thank goodmess my parents are retired and heading out to help out. And I many here have dealt with churches that just act crappy to people, but man I'm thankful that the people iny church aren't judgemental jerkoffs that pretend they have it all together, because I'm pretty sure I'd be my wife's neighbor right now if I didn't have a good support structure in place.

Funny story though, my wife got transferred to the facility from the hospital last night. I wasn't allowed to go with her, so she called me after she got checked in and told me that she met a woman who said her name was "God". My wife told her that since she already has a God, she wasn't going to call her that, so the woman decided she was going to call my wife Beelzebub. :lmao:

 
St. Louis Bob said:
I went to the Mizzou/Arkansas game the day after Thanksgiving. Which was tricky because we had Thanksgiving at our house too this year. My cousin Bobby got the tickets for all of us former Rams guys. Got super high before the game, made steak sandwiches, hot girls that probably wanted me everywhere. We bet Missouri and parlayed under. Again, high, Missouri sucks and they were getting creamed right away. So I headed outside to have a smoke and figure my other cousin would folla. But he didn't. So I walked around a little bit and found  some kids tailgating. I asked if they would be so nice as to give me a whiskey. Kid fills a 12 oz cup for me. Cool. Sipping on that and thinking about my next move. Text my cousin I have whiskey. Mostly because I have no idea where our car is and oh no, I don't have the keys. He texts back to hold on. Then Missouri starts coming back. I'm getting another smoke and looking at the gate trying to figure a way back in. Ticket takers aren't paying attention, I could easily just  walk right past them.  Bad news, there are four cops standing 15 feet behind them. So I ask this kid next to me banging a number what he thinks. He tells me I'm ####ed, no way I'm just walking in. Damn. Then he pulls a ticket out of his pocket and gives it to me. Cheers brother, he says. I stick the cup-o-whiskey in my coat pocket and walk in. Cool. Then I immediately here "SIR! SIR! WHAT IS THAT IN YOUR POCKET??!!". I keep walking because I know it's a cop and just hoping he'll give up. Nope. Next thing I know he's in front of my face. "What's that in your pocket, sir?!". Me, "oh, whiskey". He  tells me he is supposed to kick me out of the stadium. "Shoot" I say. I ask if I'm kicked out and he says no. I then proceed to talk to him about my infraction while drinking the whiskey. He was laughing pretty hard as I finally put the cup in the trashcan. Watched the rest of the game in the endzone with my cousin as Missouri covered all bets. Pretty good little day.
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This is the kind of #### that would make you the best roomie in prison GB.

 
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GroveDiesel said:
So I was a little coy earlier when I was still trying to figure out what the heck to even do, but on top of all of the other really crappy stuff that has happened over the last 3 years, my wife is now officially checked into an inpatient Behavioral facility to be treated for what is most likely bipolar disorder. The last month, and especially the last week, has been quite a wild ride. Thankfully she at least was able to recognize that her mental state was a problem and was in agreement to be admitted. 

I'm incredibly drained right now. Thank goodmess my parents are retired and heading out to help out. And I many here have dealt with churches that just act crappy to people, but man I'm thankful that the people iny church aren't judgemental jerkoffs that pretend they have it all together, because I'm pretty sure I'd be my wife's neighbor right now if I didn't have a good support structure in place.

Funny story though, my wife got transferred to the facility from the hospital last night. I wasn't allowed to go with her, so she called me after she got checked in and told me that she met a woman who said her name was "God". My wife told her that since she already has a God, she wasn't going to call her that, so the woman decided she was going to call my wife Beelzebub. :lmao:
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That sucks Grove but glad she recognizes the issues and willingly went into treatment. Thoprawishes for you and your wife.

 
So I had an open house for the Old Man's artwork at his studio in Santa Fe yesterday, and got a SPECIAL GMTAN APPEARANCE from @krista4 who was working in Albuquerque this past week. I even got a picture of one of his pieces with the corner of her face in it. I might have to get a photobucket account so I can post. 

 
TPW for Grove. You have some tough sledding ahead. My bipolar friend always struggles during the holidays, and now her youngest is moving out. I keep texting her occasionally, but she usually pushes me away during the lower parts.  :kicksrock:

 
Sweet J said:
So I had an open house for the Old Man's artwork at his studio in Santa Fe yesterday, and got a SPECIAL GMTAN APPEARANCE from @krista4 who was working in Albuquerque this past week. I even got a picture of one of his pieces with the corner of her face in it. I might have to get a photobucket account so I can post. 
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So krista literally made a left turn at Albuquerque?

 
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