Duh duh duh duhn duh duh duh… 
I tried to do the ESPN theme…
My car is falling apart. Good thing I amn shopping for a new one 
don’t smoke cigs in the TN Theater…
Some cop here in Tampa got busted by an informant for selling oxycotins and they ended up busting him for over 1000 pills. So I posted on the TBO comments section “the pig got caught by the rat! HA!” -and so I was all proud of myself expecting a bunch of other people to start posting a bunch of “lol @ Killer rob” and stuff like that but so far no dice everybodies just posting their own thoughts on the topic
That’s because nobody actually reads what other people post on the internet.
PS Don’t ask me how I responded to your post without reading it, it’s a secret 
LMAO~
well damn it all, what the hell am I doing then? I always preferred that people read and cared more about what I had to say and posted than the actual topic! If no one reads my stuff then what’s the point of being so hella funny? “the pig caught by the rat”!!! -c’mon, that’s gold jerry, GOLD!
Just got in ANOTHER fight with my mom. It’s over this time. I refuse to roller coaster with her anymore. She hates my husband, thinks I am turning her granddaughter against her, and is pissed off about some shit that happened 3 months ago that I recollect a lot differently than she does. I have nothing more to say to her. I would rather have no mother than what I have and I told her as much. She can call me when she wants to see Makenzie, but other than that, I’m through with her. Period.
I don’t even know what I want to say to that.
Sounds like an unhealthy relationship. I thought it was Mackenzie’s other grandparents that were w’ack.
This is the third major falling out I’ve heard about in as many days, kind of creepy in a way … sometimes it’s stupid to burn bridges; other times it’s a liberating choice that resembles removing a toxin from your environment. Only you can know. And even then - let’s not kid ourselves - you really never know.
This stuff has been on my mind a lot lately. I’ve had cause to think about severing relationships, and then it inevitably leads to thoughts on weighing the estimated value of these relationships vs. the heavy bullshit-toleration-toll you sometimes have to cough up in order to sustain them. Is it worth it? Are we being intolerant? Selfish? Judgemental? Is it a quality of life thing, where you’re compromising your actual capacity for joy at the expense of someone else’s abuse?
Tough decisions. One thing’s for sure: nothing’s certain. And those changes aren’t permanent/But change is.
My mom is just as wack as the other lady, but Mom thinks she’s not the same as the other crazy lady because she only has “Makenzie’s best interest at heart”. Makes me wanna vomit.
In the end, for me, it was all that stuff you said about ridding myself of toxicity. The woman’s sheer presence in our house brings us all down. You can feel the disdain she has for my husband. She refuses to call it OUR house. It’s only my house,and he didn’t do anything for it. She even tells me that I don’t love him. That I just married him because he will never leave me. If that’s the case, why wouldn’t I have married any 5 of the other guys who were dying to marry me? She’s a joke and couldn’t know less about me if she tried and I’m not convinced she doesn’t try, lol.
At the end of the day, ideally I would have a great relationship with my mom and the rest of my family, but that just isn’t possible. I can’t keep trying to make things work, bend over BACKWARDS for people I have nothing in common with only to be shit on and say I never try. What’s the point? I’m happier when they aren’t around to reek havoc and by my sanity, that’s the way I’m going to keep it.
^Just say NO! To smother mothers.
Kissed by the water, and held in your mother’s arms, Green where you tumble and roll in these fields, The shapes of the bodies, a ship in the sun, While the blossoms all scream and it sleeps around me, The earth and these memories yields around me.
IN AND OUT OF FOCUS, TIME TURNS ELASTIC.
Okay, I give up. I’m sorry but I just don’t get tattoos.
^ I think they’re mainly a form of self-expression. A form which, personally, I don’t hold any interest.
^^Damn Will, you actually placed your thoughts into my mind and now I can get TTE out of it.
Don’t mind a bit for I am a TTE devotee.
lp, i went through a similar issue with a friend of mine a couple of years back. he hated my fiancee and when we went to visit him in asheville one weekend, he pretty much let me know it whenever she wasn’t around and tried to talk me into leaving her during setbreak of the bisco show (the fucking nerve of this guy). he even got fuming mad when she suggested that we take a cab to the show so everybody could party. he is the only friend of mine that has ever had a problem with my fiancee in the, at that time, 5 years that we had been together. i decided that i wasn’t going to deal with that shit so i completely cut him off and didn’t speak to him for almost 2 years. i guess that my actions may have served as a wake-up call of sorts and lead him to do some soul-searching. he called me out of the blue one day apologizing, saying that he was completely in the wrong, etc. i think that the time apart forced him to detach himself from his emotions and lead to a rational evaluation of his behavior, my fiancee, etc. cutting your mom off for an extended period of time may help her eventually come around. by extended period, i don’t mean 4-6 weeks, i mean 4-6 months at the minimum
^I was thinking more like 4-6 years 
I mean, eventually I do want to have a relationship with my mom. Maybe that needs to wait for several things to play out and she can see that my “poor choices” haven’t led to a miserable, destructive life as she assumes any choice she wouldn’t make for herself ultimately will lead to.
This sounds like a reality show.
But, honestly, why not just kill her with kindness? Sounds like she knows she’s a pain in your ass and it sounds like you kind of let her be. Just treat her like the crazy old lady she is… agree with everything she says and then just ignore it.
Easy.
^Ha, they weren’t all at the same time. That woulda been fun!
Oh Ollie. The mom problem will and always will be a problem for us open-minded Southern belles attempting to overcome our ultra-conservative beginnings, unleashing the claws of our overbearing Christian upbringing. It’s sad on our parents parts that they have pushed us so far away when we know that they truly want to do the opposite. Unlike me, you have a much harder decision on your hands – They are Mackenzie’s grandparents.
I’ve found over the past couple of years that my parents have allowed me to “spread my proverbial wings” and finish my path of self-discovery. Didn’t they do that for you? Now, they see you have Mackenzie, and they, to be quite honest, don’t want her to go down the same path as you. You’re parents are Christian! They don’t want her to smoke weed and be a hippie. They want to have an integral part in making sure that doesn’t happen. And Holt? I personally think its not necessarily him they hate, but he’s a part of the lifestyle that they’ve hated since your were most likely in high school.
Now that you’ve grown into adulthood successfully, even with a having a child at a young age, and you have a daughter, a husband, a new house all your own — they probably are pretty sad that you’ve managed that on your own, don’t want their help, and don’t plan on raising your daughter they way they raised you.
Anyway, I’m just babbling. I hope everything gets better for you. I know how you feel more than anything. Trust me.