Just a little quicky here; I goofed on the subject line: It should be How to Tell When You Are Grown, Herald Democrat
Herald Democrat is the name of the newspaper it came from. If any of you wish to keep this, that's why I came back aboard to correct the subject. Sorry! Sandy ----- Original Message ----- From: Sandra Warren To: [email protected] Sent: Monday, March 19, 2007 10:33 PM Subject: [RecipesAndMore] How to Tell When You Are Old, Herald Democrat There are ways, according to the e-mail message we received from a reader, to tell when you are "grown-up." For instance: Six a. m. is when you get up, not when you go to bed. You hear your favorite song in the elevator. You go from 130 days of vacation each year to just 14, Jeans and a sweater no longer qualify as "dressed-up." You're are the one calling the police because those kids next door won't turn down the stereo. You don't know what time Taco Bell closes anymore. Your car insurance goes down and your car payments go up. Sleeping on the couch makes your back hurt. Eating a basket of chicken wings at 3 a.m. severely upsets your stomach instead of settling it. You actually eat breakfast food at breakfast time. Ninety percent of the time you spend in front of a computer is for real work. You take naps. You read this entire list, looking desperately for one sign that it doesn't apply to you, but you can't find one. ----- Original Message ----- From: sherry To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Sunday, March 18, 2007 10:28 AM Subject: [RecipesAndMore] For all of us Mean Moms Mean Moms Someday when my children are old enough to Understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will Tell them, as my Mean Mom told me: I loved you Enough . . . To ask where you were going, with whom, And what time you would be home. I loved you enough to be silent and let you Discover that your new best friend was a creep. I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours While you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes. I loved you enough to let you see anger, Disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children must Learn that their parents aren't perfect. I loved you enough to let you assume the Responsibility for your actions even when the Penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart. But most of all, I loved you enough . . . To say NO when I knew you would hate me for it. Those were the most difficult battles of all. I'm Glad I won them, because in the end you won, too. And someday when your children are old enough to Understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them. Was your Mom mean? I know mine was. We had the Meanest mother in the whole world! While other kids Ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast. When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches. And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was Different from what other kids had, too. Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all Times. You'd think we were convicts in a prison. She Had to know who our friends were, and what we were Doing with them. She insisted that if we said we Would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less. We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve To break the Child Labor Laws by making us work We Had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to Cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash And all sorts of cruel jobs. I think she would lie Awake at night thinking of more things for us to do. She always insisted on us telling the truth, the Whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the time We were teenagers, she could read our minds and had Eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was really tough! Mother wouldn't let our friends just honk the horn When they drove up. They had to come up to the door So she could meet them. While everyone else could Date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16. Because of our mother we missed out on lots of Things other kids experienced. None of us have ever Been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's Property or ever arrested for any crime. It was all her fault. Now that we have left home, we are all educated, Honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean Parents just like Mom was. I think that is what's wrong with the world today. It just doesn't have enough mean moms! PASS THIS ON TO ALL THE MEAN MOTHERS YOU KNOW. (And Their Kids!!!) --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ Access the Recipes And More list archives at: http://www.mail-archive.com/recipesandmore%40googlegroups.com/ Visit the group home page at: http://groups.google.com/group/RecipesAndMore -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
