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	<title>Comments on: Wedding Post II &#8211; Tripping Out On Bison, Brownies &amp; The Ramifications Of A No-Show</title>
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		<title>By: Jen512</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jen512</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 16:19:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love how you rubbed the racial issue in your mom&#039;s bigoted face.  That sorta reminds me of the one and only time I met my great aunt on my dad&#039;s side when I was 18.  She was really old but still wore a jet black wig, and looked exactly like my grandfather would in drag.  9/11 had happened recently and she lived in Manhattan.  We having a big family meal and she randomly spouts off with this statement:  &quot;I saw that list of the firefighters who died, all brave Irish boys...and not a single Jew among them!&quot;  You could hear jaws hitting the plates on the tables.  That christmas my dad made sure to send her christmas present wrapped with hannukkah paper.

&lt;strong&gt;OMG - I don&#039;t get the Jewish hatred at all -- but looking like your grandfather in drag almost makes up for all the rest - lol.  Your dad sounds great!  The prejudice issue came up again on this trip and I&#039;ll be writing about it.&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love how you rubbed the racial issue in your mom&#8217;s bigoted face.  That sorta reminds me of the one and only time I met my great aunt on my dad&#8217;s side when I was 18.  She was really old but still wore a jet black wig, and looked exactly like my grandfather would in drag.  9/11 had happened recently and she lived in Manhattan.  We having a big family meal and she randomly spouts off with this statement:  &#8220;I saw that list of the firefighters who died, all brave Irish boys&#8230;and not a single Jew among them!&#8221;  You could hear jaws hitting the plates on the tables.  That christmas my dad made sure to send her christmas present wrapped with hannukkah paper.</p>
<p><strong>OMG &#8211; I don&#8217;t get the Jewish hatred at all &#8212; but looking like your grandfather in drag almost makes up for all the rest &#8211; lol.  Your dad sounds great!  The prejudice issue came up again on this trip and I&#8217;ll be writing about it.</strong></p>
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		<title>By: Soapbox Diva</title>
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		<dc:creator>Soapbox Diva</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 19:43:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ahhhh, gotta say Pam....I remember many trips where the family blissfully were sleeping in their beds the night before, while I packed and got everything that wouldn&#039;t have gotten done if I stayed home, DONE!  LOL!  OCD at its finest.  Then I would sleep for a couple hours in transit, and be exhausted our first night away.  

I have to say you have outdone yourself (although I haven&#039;t read part III yet) with this post, as I can &#039;feel&#039; and remember so well the dreaded dis-anticipation of meeting up with the mother in whatever social occasion we were on our way to.....the feeling of anxiety, the dread, the &quot;I would rather be anywhere else but where I am going&quot; thoughts. 

And kudos to you on breaking the rules!  For not being willing to keep playing her game.  LOL...that&#039;s where I got in trouble 8 years ago....I had finally dealt with enough of my emotions from my screwed up childhood, and was choosing healthy instead, and not playing that game anymore.  So I was written off as an ungrateful daughter......and that and more were repeated to many family and friends.  I just decided to be true to who I was, not react, and be loving when I met up with those family and friends.  It didn&#039;t take long for them to figure out the truth.

And I am with Nathalie.....I refused to allow my kids to spend time with my mother unless I was there.  It didn&#039;t happen often, and they were the wisest of them all.  Once when my mom wanted them for a week before Christmas (she was watching my sisters kids that week), we said no, and when we told my 12 year old, he said &quot;that&#039;s okay, she just wanted us so we could help her babysit.&quot;  LOL.  Out of the mouth of babes.

And Pam, let me apologize now....I think this is one of my rambling ones that might not be easily understood.....lol...but I am not in the mood to edit....so follow...kay?  Just figure it out!

&lt;em&gt;I didn&#039;t think this was very rambling at all - maybe I&#039;ve learned to speak the language?!

I left my son with my mother once for 15 minutes and that was all it took to never, ever do it again.  He was 3 mos. old, I ran back in the house and Mom had laid him on the floor &amp; the dogs appeared very interested.  Never, never, never.  And my daughter doesn&#039;t even want to spend time with her when she&#039;s IN my company, let alone without.  Recent actions make it even less likely.  Thanks for hanging in there and listening to my bullshit.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ahhhh, gotta say Pam&#8230;.I remember many trips where the family blissfully were sleeping in their beds the night before, while I packed and got everything that wouldn&#8217;t have gotten done if I stayed home, DONE!  LOL!  OCD at its finest.  Then I would sleep for a couple hours in transit, and be exhausted our first night away.  </p>
<p>I have to say you have outdone yourself (although I haven&#8217;t read part III yet) with this post, as I can &#8216;feel&#8217; and remember so well the dreaded dis-anticipation of meeting up with the mother in whatever social occasion we were on our way to&#8230;..the feeling of anxiety, the dread, the &#8220;I would rather be anywhere else but where I am going&#8221; thoughts. </p>
<p>And kudos to you on breaking the rules!  For not being willing to keep playing her game.  LOL&#8230;that&#8217;s where I got in trouble 8 years ago&#8230;.I had finally dealt with enough of my emotions from my screwed up childhood, and was choosing healthy instead, and not playing that game anymore.  So I was written off as an ungrateful daughter&#8230;&#8230;and that and more were repeated to many family and friends.  I just decided to be true to who I was, not react, and be loving when I met up with those family and friends.  It didn&#8217;t take long for them to figure out the truth.</p>
<p>And I am with Nathalie&#8230;..I refused to allow my kids to spend time with my mother unless I was there.  It didn&#8217;t happen often, and they were the wisest of them all.  Once when my mom wanted them for a week before Christmas (she was watching my sisters kids that week), we said no, and when we told my 12 year old, he said &#8220;that&#8217;s okay, she just wanted us so we could help her babysit.&#8221;  LOL.  Out of the mouth of babes.</p>
<p>And Pam, let me apologize now&#8230;.I think this is one of my rambling ones that might not be easily understood&#8230;..lol&#8230;but I am not in the mood to edit&#8230;.so follow&#8230;kay?  Just figure it out!</p>
<p><em>I didn&#8217;t think this was very rambling at all &#8211; maybe I&#8217;ve learned to speak the language?!</p>
<p>I left my son with my mother once for 15 minutes and that was all it took to never, ever do it again.  He was 3 mos. old, I ran back in the house and Mom had laid him on the floor &amp; the dogs appeared very interested.  Never, never, never.  And my daughter doesn&#8217;t even want to spend time with her when she&#8217;s IN my company, let alone without.  Recent actions make it even less likely.  Thanks for hanging in there and listening to my bullshit.</em></p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
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		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 22:43:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, how I love it when you post.

&lt;em&gt;I think that&#039;s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.  XO&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, how I love it when you post.</p>
<p><em>I think that&#8217;s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.  XO</em></p>
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		<title>By: nathaliewithanh</title>
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		<dc:creator>nathaliewithanh</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 17:55:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah Pamajama, always looking at the glass half-empty... So sad! 

Look at the upside: If your mother were spoiling your daughter rotten, your daughter would want to spend a whole lot of time with your mom. She would absolutely insist on it.
Do you really want your sweet daughter to be longing for the presence of Grand Mama Dearest? I didn&#039;t think so.

&lt;em&gt;I&#039;m pleased to read your point of view, as you are so right.  God, what a fucking nightmare that would be if my mother were smart enough to get true payback against me by making my daughter love her.  I&#039;ve definitely got to get this glass turned in the proper direction!&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah Pamajama, always looking at the glass half-empty&#8230; So sad! </p>
<p>Look at the upside: If your mother were spoiling your daughter rotten, your daughter would want to spend a whole lot of time with your mom. She would absolutely insist on it.<br />
Do you really want your sweet daughter to be longing for the presence of Grand Mama Dearest? I didn&#8217;t think so.</p>
<p><em>I&#8217;m pleased to read your point of view, as you are so right.  God, what a fucking nightmare that would be if my mother were smart enough to get true payback against me by making my daughter love her.  I&#8217;ve definitely got to get this glass turned in the proper direction!</em></p>
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		<title>By: nathaliewithanh</title>
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		<dc:creator>nathaliewithanh</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 15:57:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The idea of any sister&#039;s boyfriend sharing a room with your mom is outright bizarre! If a boyfriend ever suggested that I share a room with his dad, I would immediately break up with him and run as fast as I could!

&lt;em&gt;Mom originally booked two rooms, she would have paid for both.  Then she decided it was going to be too costly.

For some reason there is no possibility of my sister paying for her own hotel room, they only sleep in truck sleepers, campers, etc.  I know he&#039;s slept in the camper with Mom on more than one occasion, now that I think of it!  When they went to Harley rally it was Mom, her ex, my sister &amp; her boyfriend all in the same sleeping space.

This is why I am offended when my mother jumps to buy her own ticket at the theatre &amp; doesn&#039;t offer a snack item to her granddaughter, the one she sees once a year.  My niece Samantha: $5,000 to get out of jail; my daughter Rachel: zero for chocolate-covered raisins.&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The idea of any sister&#8217;s boyfriend sharing a room with your mom is outright bizarre! If a boyfriend ever suggested that I share a room with his dad, I would immediately break up with him and run as fast as I could!</p>
<p><em>Mom originally booked two rooms, she would have paid for both.  Then she decided it was going to be too costly.</p>
<p>For some reason there is no possibility of my sister paying for her own hotel room, they only sleep in truck sleepers, campers, etc.  I know he&#8217;s slept in the camper with Mom on more than one occasion, now that I think of it!  When they went to Harley rally it was Mom, her ex, my sister &amp; her boyfriend all in the same sleeping space.</p>
<p>This is why I am offended when my mother jumps to buy her own ticket at the theatre &amp; doesn&#8217;t offer a snack item to her granddaughter, the one she sees once a year.  My niece Samantha: $5,000 to get out of jail; my daughter Rachel: zero for chocolate-covered raisins.</em></p>
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		<title>By: heather</title>
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		<dc:creator>heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 14:26:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You make my family seem normal.

&lt;em&gt;Ahh, but we both know they&#039;re not:)  I love your posts about them!&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You make my family seem normal.</p>
<p><em>Ahh, but we both know they&#8217;re not:)  I love your posts about them!</em></p>
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