Re: Only nada would.....

[Guest guest]

Only nada would...

Tell me in a nasty letter that I am no longer part of her life, then

at a family reunion come up and hug me and tell me she loves me..in

front of everyone so she can show how she's a good mother. lmao

>

> Ok...i'm going to try to start something here....how about we play

a game of " Only nada would " ....here are the rules...respond to the

thread with a simple phrase and let's see where this goes. You can

answer add many as you want, but you may only do one at a time. I

will go first:

>

> Only nada would :

>

> Borrow something from me, and expect me to apologize to her for

allowing her to borrow it.

>

> For instance...a few weeks ago she showed up at my house

to " borrow " a can of kidney beans...didn't matter what brand, didn't

matter what size can...she was making chili and didn't have any

kidney beans. I dropped what I was doing and spent about 10 minutes

tearing my pantry apart looking for it....once I finally found it I

handed it to her . She looked at me and said " hmmmft....DARK RED

kidney beans?? Since when do we we buy DARK RED kidney beans?? " I

apologized, but she took the can and left in disgust with me...as she

was leaving I yelled after he " I'm sorry! " ....then it occurred to

me...what am i doing? She came here to borrow something from me, and

I ended up apologizing to HER! What's up with that?

>

>

>

> Kisses and Nibbles,

>

> Bunny

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Only nada would:

Tell me (at 125 lbs) that I was too fat to get a job.

Seriously, it was at Denny's. It was weird.

" Dani " wrote: Only

nada would:

Get angry that I was upset at a FUNERAL!

My grandma died recently and we all flew out to Nebraska. Needless to say it

wasn't the most cheering trip. And so I wasn't particularly chatty. When I got

home, Nada called me up and yelled and me and wondered why I didn't socialize

and be happy and that she was " concerned " that I wasn't happy. We were at a

funeral!

" Beach Bunny (Angel) " wrote:

Ok...i'm going to try to start something here....how about we play a game of

" Only nada would " ....here are the rules...respond to the thread with a simple

phrase and let's see where this goes. You can answer add many as you want, but

you may only do one at a time. I will go first:

Only nada would :

Borrow something from me, and expect me to apologize to her for allowing her

to borrow it.

For instance...a few weeks ago she showed up at my house to " borrow " a can of

kidney beans...didn't matter what brand, didn't matter what size can...she was

making chili and didn't have any kidney beans. I dropped what I was doing and

spent about 10 minutes tearing my pantry apart looking for it....once I finally

found it I handed it to her . She looked at me and said " hmmmft....DARK RED

kidney beans?? Since when do we we buy DARK RED kidney beans?? " I apologized,

but she took the can and left in disgust with me...as she was leaving I yelled

after he " I'm sorry! " ....then it occurred to me...what am i doing? She came here

to borrow something from me, and I ended up apologizing to HER! What's up with

that?

Kisses and Nibbles,

Bunny

[Guest guest]

Only nada would:

Tell me (at 125 lbs) that I was too fat to get a job.

Seriously, it was at Denny's. It was weird.

" Dani " wrote: Only

nada would:

Get angry that I was upset at a FUNERAL!

My grandma died recently and we all flew out to Nebraska. Needless to say it

wasn't the most cheering trip. And so I wasn't particularly chatty. When I got

home, Nada called me up and yelled and me and wondered why I didn't socialize

and be happy and that she was " concerned " that I wasn't happy. We were at a

funeral!

" Beach Bunny (Angel) " wrote:

Ok...i'm going to try to start something here....how about we play a game of

" Only nada would " ....here are the rules...respond to the thread with a simple

phrase and let's see where this goes. You can answer add many as you want, but

you may only do one at a time. I will go first:

Only nada would :

Borrow something from me, and expect me to apologize to her for allowing her

to borrow it.

For instance...a few weeks ago she showed up at my house to " borrow " a can of

kidney beans...didn't matter what brand, didn't matter what size can...she was

making chili and didn't have any kidney beans. I dropped what I was doing and

spent about 10 minutes tearing my pantry apart looking for it....once I finally

found it I handed it to her . She looked at me and said " hmmmft....DARK RED

kidney beans?? Since when do we we buy DARK RED kidney beans?? " I apologized,

but she took the can and left in disgust with me...as she was leaving I yelled

after he " I'm sorry! " ....then it occurred to me...what am i doing? She came here

to borrow something from me, and I ended up apologizing to HER! What's up with

that?

Kisses and Nibbles,

Bunny

[Guest guest]

Ok well maybe if you were like 2 foot tall!

Lilly

JL Suess wrote:

Only nada would:

Tell me (at 125 lbs) that I was too fat to get a job.

Seriously, it was at Denny's. It was weird.

" Dani " wrote: Only nada would:

Get angry that I was upset at a FUNERAL!

My grandma died recently and we all flew out to Nebraska. Needless to say it

wasn't the most cheering trip. And so I wasn't particularly chatty. When I got

home, Nada called me up and yelled and me and wondered why I didn't socialize

and be happy and that she was " concerned " that I wasn't happy. We were at a

funeral!

" Beach Bunny (Angel) " wrote: Ok...i'm going to try

to start something here....how about we play a game of " Only nada would " ....here

are the rules...respond to the thread with a simple phrase and let's see where

this goes. You can answer add many as you want, but you may only do one at a

time. I will go first:

Only nada would :

Borrow something from me, and expect me to apologize to her for allowing her to

borrow it.

For instance...a few weeks ago she showed up at my house to " borrow " a can of

kidney beans...didn't matter what brand, didn't matter what size can...she was

making chili and didn't have any kidney beans. I dropped what I was doing and

spent about 10 minutes tearing my pantry apart looking for it....once I finally

found it I handed it to her . She looked at me and said " hmmmft....DARK RED

kidney beans?? Since when do we we buy DARK RED kidney beans?? " I apologized,

but she took the can and left in disgust with me...as she was leaving I yelled

after he " I'm sorry! " ....then it occurred to me...what am i doing? She came here

to borrow something from me, and I ended up apologizing to HER! What's up with

that?

Kisses and Nibbles,

Bunny

[Guest guest]

Is it sick that I find this game to be very fun?

Only nada would take away a gift (cordless phone) that my boyfriend had

given me (I was 16 at the time, and he wanted me to finally have

privacy on the phone since all my calls to him were interrupted by

crazy rantings and childish pestering by nada), claiming it caused

radiation, and creating a huge fight on Christmas Day, complete with

throwing the phone across the house and breaking it, then two months

later, having my brother fix the phone and put it in her bedroom for

her own personal use.

[Guest guest]

only nada would: punish ME for finding a baggie of meth in her purse.

she asked me to get her cigarettes out of her purse. i found a baggie

of speed and held it up for her. her reaction: " oh well i guess you're

going to accuse me of doing drugs! get the f*%k out of my face and go

to your room! "

?????????

only nada would!

-christine.

>

> Ok...i'm going to try to start something here....how about we play a

game of " Only nada would " ....here are the rules...respond to the

thread with a simple phrase and let's see where this goes. You can

answer add many as you want, but you may only do one at a time. I

will go first:

>

> Only nada would :

>

> Borrow something from me, and expect me to apologize to her for

allowing her to borrow it.

>

> For instance...a few weeks ago she showed up at my house to " borrow "

a can of kidney beans...didn't matter what brand, didn't matter what

size can...she was making chili and didn't have any kidney beans. I

dropped what I was doing and spent about 10 minutes tearing my pantry

apart looking for it....once I finally found it I handed it to her .

She looked at me and said " hmmmft....DARK RED kidney beans?? Since

when do we we buy DARK RED kidney beans?? " I apologized, but she took

the can and left in disgust with me...as she was leaving I yelled

after he " I'm sorry! " ....then it occurred to me...what am i doing? She

came here to borrow something from me, and I ended up apologizing to

HER! What's up with that?

>

>

>

> Kisses and Nibbles,

>

> Bunny

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

I think it's fun too!

This one is like yours econ:

only nada would:

tell me watching General Hospital (soap) was junk and then change the

channel to her soap Guiding Light since they were on at the same time.

>

> Is it sick that I find this game to be very fun?

>

> Only nada would take away a gift (cordless phone) that my boyfriend

had

> given me (I was 16 at the time, and he wanted me to finally have

> privacy on the phone since all my calls to him were interrupted by

> crazy rantings and childish pestering by nada), claiming it caused

> radiation, and creating a huge fight on Christmas Day, complete with

> throwing the phone across the house and breaking it, then two months

> later, having my brother fix the phone and put it in her bedroom for

> her own personal use.

>

[Guest guest]

Buy a style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told her

I returned them to get shoes that fit.

OR

Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister and

I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I had to

roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to her.

In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me she

said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

OR

Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)marriage.

Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who is

still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that she is

allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of them).

Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until the

thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and prectically

impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and buy

her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't count,

I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister send

out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know about

what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

OR

Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not be a

good idea for her to get a gun

AND

act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

uncomfortable.

Delta

[Guest guest]

She threatened to shoot up your tomato garden?! That's hilarious, but in that

way where you can't quite laugh. The poor tomatos!! Struck down in the prime of

life by a mysterious gunwoman.

Here's another

Calling and leaving a simple message (which is of course unusual) saying " Jae,

I'm concerned about your weight. You eat in secret. "

I get a laugh now out of most of her weight comments, since I've never been even

a pound overweight. Someday I want to write a book about my relationship with

nada. I have some fiction published and a memoir might be fun. I'll call it " I

Eat in Secret " .

I played that message on speaker for some friends and it's become a running

joke. Leftovers disappear, someone mentions a new exercise routine, jeans start

to fit tight, it's all because of that secret midnight feast.

Delta wrote: Buy a

style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told her

I returned them to get shoes that fit.

OR

Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister and

I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I had to

roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to her.

In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me she

said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

OR

Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)marriage.

Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who is

still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that she is

allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of them).

Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until the

thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and prectically

impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and buy

her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't count,

I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister send

out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know about

what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

OR

Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not be a

good idea for her to get a gun

AND

act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

uncomfortable.

Delta

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[Guest guest]

She threatened to shoot up your tomato garden?! That's hilarious, but in that

way where you can't quite laugh. The poor tomatos!! Struck down in the prime of

life by a mysterious gunwoman.

Here's another

Calling and leaving a simple message (which is of course unusual) saying " Jae,

I'm concerned about your weight. You eat in secret. "

I get a laugh now out of most of her weight comments, since I've never been even

a pound overweight. Someday I want to write a book about my relationship with

nada. I have some fiction published and a memoir might be fun. I'll call it " I

Eat in Secret " .

I played that message on speaker for some friends and it's become a running

joke. Leftovers disappear, someone mentions a new exercise routine, jeans start

to fit tight, it's all because of that secret midnight feast.

Delta wrote: Buy a

style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told her

I returned them to get shoes that fit.

OR

Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister and

I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I had to

roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to her.

In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me she

said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

OR

Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)marriage.

Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who is

still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that she is

allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of them).

Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until the

thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and prectically

impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and buy

her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't count,

I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister send

out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know about

what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

OR

Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not be a

good idea for her to get a gun

AND

act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

uncomfortable.

Delta

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[Guest guest]

....again with cigarettes...

Claim one month that she was horribly asthmatic (poor wee thing), then the

next month be a chain smoker!

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[Guest guest]

Oh my gosh...some of these really, really crack me up...lmao...i think it's good

that we can laugh at the ridiculous.

Here is another:

Only nada would:

end up with a referral to a psychologist....from her DENTIST! (Seriously...as

much as she runs her mouth, she has got to be the nightmare patient!...she won't

shut up long enough for them to get anything done!)

(She's also gone through almost 100 UPS drivers in the past year...it's so

funny...they pull in the drive-way and you can see them clench up...they don't

even ring the bell...they leave the package at the door and RUN back to their

truck! One day I was outside planting flowers and they hadn't seen me on the

other side of the bushes...I actually heard the guy say " dude...don't get this

lady talking...keep the truck running..as a matter of fact...put it in drive and

pull out as soon as I hop in the truck! " He heard me laugh and I quickly put my

earphones on hopeing that he thought i was just listening to my i-pod...i'm sure

i was busted though.)

sleddog wrote:

I get a laugh now out of most of her weight comments, since I've never

been

even a pound overweight. Someday I want to write a book about my

relationship with nada. I have some fiction published and a memoir might be

fun. I'll call it " I Eat in Secret " .

Jae, my nada is around 250-300 pounds...and she tells me I'm fat ( I'm a

tad over weight)

I played that message on speaker for some friends and it's become a running

joke. Leftovers disappear, someone mentions a new exercise routine, jeans

start to fit tight, it's all because of that secret midnight feast.

Delta wrote: Buy

a style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told her

I returned them to get shoes that fit.

OR

Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister and

I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I had to

roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to her.

In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me she

said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

OR

Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)marriage.

Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who is

still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that she is

allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of them).

Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until the

thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and prectically

impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and buy

her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't count,

I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister send

out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know about

what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

OR

Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not be a

good idea for her to get a gun

AND

act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

uncomfortable.

Delta

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[Guest guest]

Ye of Oz.

Only a nada would:

Be the only person on the block to not be invited to the block party, pile

me and dishrag dad into the car and tear out and go to get an ice cream cone

for four hours.

Be the only person on the block to not be invited another year and go over

anyway alone without food, while my dishrag dad and I stayed home and begged

her not to make a spectacle of herself.

Invite me to make myself at home at her apartment, ask me if there was

anything, anything she could do for me, get for me, etc, and literally wait on

me

hand and foot. Then when I made myself 'at home' and got myself a glass of

water, raged at me " how dare you get that glass of water without asking my

permission " . <heavy sigh>

Rita

" And she'll have fun, fun, fun 'till her daddy takes the keyboard away " .

************************************** See what's free at http://www.aol.com.

[Guest guest]

Ye of Oz.

Only a nada would:

Be the only person on the block to not be invited to the block party, pile

me and dishrag dad into the car and tear out and go to get an ice cream cone

for four hours.

Be the only person on the block to not be invited another year and go over

anyway alone without food, while my dishrag dad and I stayed home and begged

her not to make a spectacle of herself.

Invite me to make myself at home at her apartment, ask me if there was

anything, anything she could do for me, get for me, etc, and literally wait on

me

hand and foot. Then when I made myself 'at home' and got myself a glass of

water, raged at me " how dare you get that glass of water without asking my

permission " . <heavy sigh>

Rita

" And she'll have fun, fun, fun 'till her daddy takes the keyboard away " .

************************************** See what's free at http://www.aol.com.

[Guest guest]

Ye of Oz.

Only a nada would:

Be the only person on the block to not be invited to the block party, pile

me and dishrag dad into the car and tear out and go to get an ice cream cone

for four hours.

Be the only person on the block to not be invited another year and go over

anyway alone without food, while my dishrag dad and I stayed home and begged

her not to make a spectacle of herself.

Invite me to make myself at home at her apartment, ask me if there was

anything, anything she could do for me, get for me, etc, and literally wait on

me

hand and foot. Then when I made myself 'at home' and got myself a glass of

water, raged at me " how dare you get that glass of water without asking my

permission " . <heavy sigh>

Rita

" And she'll have fun, fun, fun 'till her daddy takes the keyboard away " .

************************************** See what's free at http://www.aol.com.

[Guest guest]

sweets, for us, was a reward...we did something to please nada, and rather

then say thank you or good job, she'd give us a piece of cake or 2 cup

cakes, or several cookies.., so that means it was always in the house, but

only given to us for special occations ( of course she probably snarfed them

down while we were at school).so us girls in the family have a weight

problem now, coviting and comforting ourselves with the " reward foods " ..me

and one sister were always thin as kids, but as adults, we're all over

weight...not obese like nada is , but we have the wrong idea about food

comforting us

Jackie

It seems like a lot of our nadas had weight issues they projected

onto us. My mom went back and forth with anorexia and was obsessed

with her weight and mine.

I did eat in secret as a way to comfort myself when I was younger, I

guess it's a FLEA I picked up, so Jae, I may have to steal your book

title,lol!!

[Guest guest]

OMG! Jackie...that sounds like something my nada would do too! That reminded me

of this one:

Only nada would....give me a present and tell me what's in the box before I

opened it....then say " you probably won't like it, it probably won't fit...you

are such an ungrateful child...FINE...I don't have the time to run around town

all day to cater to you, but FINE...i'll take it back! " then snatch it back and

storm off before you can get a word in edgewise! I have yet to manage even

getting the bow off the box! If I didn't know better I would SWEAR those boxes

were empty! The stupid part is...she takes back the RIGHT size and brings back

something too small!

This goes along with the gift idea...she also spends ALOT of money on stuff from

QVC...a nada classic...she will come to my house and hand me a sweater that is

too big for her (she wears a size 22...i wear a size 3) and she will say " here

you go...i bought this for myself, but when I opened it I realized it was really

ugly..and it is WAY too big for me...so I thought maybe you would wear it. "

Ummmm.....Thank you???

sleddog wrote: Only Nada

would call me up to yell at me and tell me she's still angry with

me ( about what is anyones guess) and wish me a happy birthday...it went

something like this " I DON'T WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU BUT I WANTED TO WISH YOU

A HAPPY BIRTHDAY " click.....

Jackie

Kisses and Nibbles,

Bunny

[Guest guest]

Lily,

Mine has nothing to do with the weight issue either, I am responding to the

broken lamp.

A few years ago, to the best of my recollection, after 10/27/03 my mother

accused me of stealing a garnet necklace and a string of pearls from her house

to my sister after I had been there for a holiday visit. #1 I had my own garnet

necklace and errings, and #2 I bought her the string of pearls several years

(back in the 1971) when we were stationed in Hawaii. They were real pearls, not

even cultured. I also bought her earrings to go with them and she didn't like

them so she gave them back to me. At the same time I bought her pearls I bought

myself a string. So why would I steal hers????????????????? Several days after

accusing me, my sister found them inside a purse in a dresser drawer. She has

never apologized for the accusations. My birthstone as well as my mother's in

garnet. The point I am trying to make here is this is another way of getting

attention by BPD's......... and all it does is push us a little further away.

The hurt/pain with me is so deep I

don't know if I will ever get over it all. Hopefully you can recover.

I feel for you,

Janie

Lilly LaFlure wrote:

Only Nada would, blame me for a lamp that got broken while I was in

colleage three hours away. It took me five minuets to convince her there was no

way that I could of broken the stupid lamp. Though I have to admitt that after

that phone call I wanted to drive the three hours up to her house and break the

other flippin lamp. And know these were not Tiffinay Lamps. They were like

K-Mart lamps. Nothing wrong with K-Mart I shop there but deffinatly not family

heirlooms.

Lilly

P.S. sorry that had nothing to do with you moms weight issue. I am laid up with

a staph infection in my foot and I am on some heavy meds. If I say any crazy

stuff(crazier then I usualy do, please forgive me gals and guys)

mitchell_kristin wrote:

It seems like a lot of our nadas had weight issues they projected

onto us. My mom went back and forth with anorexia and was obsessed

with her weight and mine.

I did eat in secret as a way to comfort myself when I was younger, I

guess it's a FLEA I picked up, so Jae, I may have to steal your book

title,lol!!

Buy

> a style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

> small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told

her

> I returned them to get shoes that fit.

>

> OR

>

> Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister

and

> I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

> windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I

had to

> roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

> wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to

her.

> In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me

she

> said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

>

> OR

>

> Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)

marriage.

> Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who

is

> still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that

she is

> allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of

them).

> Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

> medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

> spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until

the

> thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

> nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and

prectically

> impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and

buy

> her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

> give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

> including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't

count,

> I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister

send

> out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know

about

> what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

> shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

>

> OR

>

> Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not

be a

> good idea for her to get a gun

>

> AND

>

> act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

> uncomfortable.

>

> Delta

>

>

>

>

>

>

> ---------------------------------

> Don't get soaked. Take a quick peek at the forecast

> with theYahoo! Search weather shortcut.

>

>

[Guest guest]

I used food too for comfort. For some reason, my mom took me to

Mc's all the time when I was little, probably so she wouldn't

have to cook, she hardly ever cooked anything, and now whenever I'm

sick or upset that's exactly where I go. Can you say FLEA??

>

> sweets, for us, was a reward...we did something to please nada, and

rather

> then say thank you or good job, she'd give us a piece of cake or 2

cup

> cakes, or several cookies.., so that means it was always in the

house, but

> only given to us for special occations ( of course she probably

snarfed them

> down while we were at school).so us girls in the family have a

weight

> problem now, coviting and comforting ourselves with the " reward

foods " ..me

> and one sister were always thin as kids, but as adults, we're all

over

> weight...not obese like nada is , but we have the wrong idea about

food

> comforting us

>

> Jackie

>

>

>

>

> It seems like a lot of our nadas had weight issues they projected

> onto us. My mom went back and forth with anorexia and was obsessed

> with her weight and mine.

> I did eat in secret as a way to comfort myself when I was younger, I

> guess it's a FLEA I picked up, so Jae, I may have to steal your book

> title,lol!!

>

>

[Guest guest]

I have pretty much gotten over it. I no longer allow her the power to controle

my emotions. Sometimes, something gets me, but it is not something that I deal

with everyday. I however, hae the added benifit that my mom has gotten better.

Lilly

White wrote:

Lily,

Mine has nothing to do with the weight issue either, I am responding to the

broken lamp.

A few years ago, to the best of my recollection, after 10/27/03 my mother

accused me of stealing a garnet necklace and a string of pearls from her house

to my sister after I had been there for a holiday visit. #1 I had my own garnet

necklace and errings, and #2 I bought her the string of pearls several years

(back in the 1971) when we were stationed in Hawaii. They were real pearls, not

even cultured. I also bought her earrings to go with them and she didn't like

them so she gave them back to me. At the same time I bought her pearls I bought

myself a string. So why would I steal hers????????????????? Several days after

accusing me, my sister found them inside a purse in a dresser drawer. She has

never apologized for the accusations. My birthstone as well as my mother's in

garnet. The point I am trying to make here is this is another way of getting

attention by BPD's......... and all it does is push us a little further away.

The hurt/pain with me is so deep I

don't know if I will ever get over it all. Hopefully you can recover.

I feel for you,

Janie

Lilly LaFlure wrote:

Only Nada would, blame me for a lamp that got broken while I was in colleage

three hours away. It took me five minuets to convince her there was no way that

I could of broken the stupid lamp. Though I have to admitt that after that phone

call I wanted to drive the three hours up to her house and break the other

flippin lamp. And know these were not Tiffinay Lamps. They were like K-Mart

lamps. Nothing wrong with K-Mart I shop there but deffinatly not family

heirlooms.

Lilly

P.S. sorry that had nothing to do with you moms weight issue. I am laid up with

a staph infection in my foot and I am on some heavy meds. If I say any crazy

stuff(crazier then I usualy do, please forgive me gals and guys)

mitchell_kristin wrote:

It seems like a lot of our nadas had weight issues they projected

onto us. My mom went back and forth with anorexia and was obsessed

with her weight and mine.

I did eat in secret as a way to comfort myself when I was younger, I

guess it's a FLEA I picked up, so Jae, I may have to steal your book

title,lol!!

Buy

> a style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

> small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told

her

> I returned them to get shoes that fit.

>

> OR

>

> Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister

and

> I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

> windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I

had to

> roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

> wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to

her.

> In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me

she

> said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

>

> OR

>

> Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)

marriage.

> Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who

is

> still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that

she is

> allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of

them).

> Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

> medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

> spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until

the

> thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

> nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and

prectically

> impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and

buy

> her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

> give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

> including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't

count,

> I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister

send

> out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know

about

> what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

> shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

>

> OR

>

> Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not

be a

> good idea for her to get a gun

>

> AND

>

> act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

> uncomfortable.

>

> Delta

>

>

>

>

>

>

> ---------------------------------

> Don't get soaked. Take a quick peek at the forecast

> with theYahoo! Search weather shortcut.

>

>

[Guest guest]

I have pretty much gotten over it. I no longer allow her the power to controle

my emotions. Sometimes, something gets me, but it is not something that I deal

with everyday. I however, hae the added benifit that my mom has gotten better.

Lilly

White wrote:

Lily,

Mine has nothing to do with the weight issue either, I am responding to the

broken lamp.

A few years ago, to the best of my recollection, after 10/27/03 my mother

accused me of stealing a garnet necklace and a string of pearls from her house

to my sister after I had been there for a holiday visit. #1 I had my own garnet

necklace and errings, and #2 I bought her the string of pearls several years

(back in the 1971) when we were stationed in Hawaii. They were real pearls, not

even cultured. I also bought her earrings to go with them and she didn't like

them so she gave them back to me. At the same time I bought her pearls I bought

myself a string. So why would I steal hers????????????????? Several days after

accusing me, my sister found them inside a purse in a dresser drawer. She has

never apologized for the accusations. My birthstone as well as my mother's in

garnet. The point I am trying to make here is this is another way of getting

attention by BPD's......... and all it does is push us a little further away.

The hurt/pain with me is so deep I

don't know if I will ever get over it all. Hopefully you can recover.

I feel for you,

Janie

Lilly LaFlure wrote:

Only Nada would, blame me for a lamp that got broken while I was in colleage

three hours away. It took me five minuets to convince her there was no way that

I could of broken the stupid lamp. Though I have to admitt that after that phone

call I wanted to drive the three hours up to her house and break the other

flippin lamp. And know these were not Tiffinay Lamps. They were like K-Mart

lamps. Nothing wrong with K-Mart I shop there but deffinatly not family

heirlooms.

Lilly

P.S. sorry that had nothing to do with you moms weight issue. I am laid up with

a staph infection in my foot and I am on some heavy meds. If I say any crazy

stuff(crazier then I usualy do, please forgive me gals and guys)

mitchell_kristin wrote:

It seems like a lot of our nadas had weight issues they projected

onto us. My mom went back and forth with anorexia and was obsessed

with her weight and mine.

I did eat in secret as a way to comfort myself when I was younger, I

guess it's a FLEA I picked up, so Jae, I may have to steal your book

title,lol!!

Buy

> a style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

> small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told

her

> I returned them to get shoes that fit.

>

> OR

>

> Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister

and

> I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

> windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I

had to

> roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

> wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to

her.

> In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me

she

> said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

>

> OR

>

> Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)

marriage.

> Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who

is

> still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that

she is

> allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of

them).

> Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

> medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

> spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until

the

> thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

> nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and

prectically

> impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and

buy

> her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

> give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

> including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't

count,

> I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister

send

> out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know

about

> what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

> shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

>

> OR

>

> Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not

be a

> good idea for her to get a gun

>

> AND

>

> act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

> uncomfortable.

>

> Delta

>

>

>

>

>

>

> ---------------------------------

> Don't get soaked. Take a quick peek at the forecast

> with theYahoo! Search weather shortcut.

>

>

[Guest guest]

I have pretty much gotten over it. I no longer allow her the power to controle

my emotions. Sometimes, something gets me, but it is not something that I deal

with everyday. I however, hae the added benifit that my mom has gotten better.

Lilly

White wrote:

Lily,

Mine has nothing to do with the weight issue either, I am responding to the

broken lamp.

A few years ago, to the best of my recollection, after 10/27/03 my mother

accused me of stealing a garnet necklace and a string of pearls from her house

to my sister after I had been there for a holiday visit. #1 I had my own garnet

necklace and errings, and #2 I bought her the string of pearls several years

(back in the 1971) when we were stationed in Hawaii. They were real pearls, not

even cultured. I also bought her earrings to go with them and she didn't like

them so she gave them back to me. At the same time I bought her pearls I bought

myself a string. So why would I steal hers????????????????? Several days after

accusing me, my sister found them inside a purse in a dresser drawer. She has

never apologized for the accusations. My birthstone as well as my mother's in

garnet. The point I am trying to make here is this is another way of getting

attention by BPD's......... and all it does is push us a little further away.

The hurt/pain with me is so deep I

don't know if I will ever get over it all. Hopefully you can recover.

I feel for you,

Janie

Lilly LaFlure wrote:

Only Nada would, blame me for a lamp that got broken while I was in colleage

three hours away. It took me five minuets to convince her there was no way that

I could of broken the stupid lamp. Though I have to admitt that after that phone

call I wanted to drive the three hours up to her house and break the other

flippin lamp. And know these were not Tiffinay Lamps. They were like K-Mart

lamps. Nothing wrong with K-Mart I shop there but deffinatly not family

heirlooms.

Lilly

P.S. sorry that had nothing to do with you moms weight issue. I am laid up with

a staph infection in my foot and I am on some heavy meds. If I say any crazy

stuff(crazier then I usualy do, please forgive me gals and guys)

mitchell_kristin wrote:

It seems like a lot of our nadas had weight issues they projected

onto us. My mom went back and forth with anorexia and was obsessed

with her weight and mine.

I did eat in secret as a way to comfort myself when I was younger, I

guess it's a FLEA I picked up, so Jae, I may have to steal your book

title,lol!!

Buy

> a style of shoes for me that I've said hurt my feet, in a size too

> small drop them off at my house and then get offended when I told

her

> I returned them to get shoes that fit.

>

> OR

>

> Take one of the " family ledgend " stories (about the time my sister

and

> I were driving down the freeway in the rain and the driver side

> windshield wiper came off, got hung up on the side mirror and I

had to

> roll the window down while driving with no visibility and hand the

> wiper to my sister) and co-opt it into the time that happened to

her.

> In front of me. And when I gently reminded her it happened to me

she

> said, " oh, it happened to me too this other time "

>

> OR

>

> Join a new religion and take a vow of abstinence until (re)

marriage.

> Then have another tryst with her married boyfriend of 7 years, who

is

> still being treated for recurrent MRSA infections. Knowing that

she is

> allergic to any antibiotics with penicillin or sulphur (most of

them).

> Then get a giant MRSA cyst in her bosom the size of an EGG, refuse

> medical treatment in spite of the urging of her friends, ask me to

> spend the night with her the day before school starts, wait until

the

> thing get so bad it looks like inflamitory breast cancer (a really

> nasty kind that's sheets of tissue instead of lumps, and

prectically

> impossible ot kill) call me at 5 am in the snow to drive out and

buy

> her some pain ointment, resist going to the emergency room until we

> give her vicodin, make an ass of herself in the hospital and around

> including telling the girl at the taco stand " I'm sorry i can't

count,

> I'm totally stoned " and THEN after I told the story to my sister

send

> out an e-mail to my friends, fiance and people i don't even know

about

> what a terrible person i am spreading lies about her and needing to

> shape up or she'll count me " out " in the restructuring of her life.

>

> OR

>

> Threaten to shoot up my tomato garden because I said it might not

be a

> good idea for her to get a gun

>

> AND

>

> act surprised when I indicate that any of this might make me

> uncomfortable.

>

> Delta

>

>

>

>

>

>

> ---------------------------------

> Don't get soaked. Take a quick peek at the forecast

> with theYahoo! Search weather shortcut.

>

>

[Guest guest]

>Only nada would....give me a present and tell me what's in the box before I

>opened it....then say " you probably won't like it, it probably won't

>fit...you are such an ungrateful child...FINE...I don't have the time to

>run around town all day to cater to >you, but FINE...i'll take it back! "

>then snatch it back and storm off before you can get a word in edgewise!

>I have yet to manage even getting the bow off the box! If I >didn't know

>better I would SWEAR those boxes were empty! The stupid part is...she

>takes back the RIGHT size and brings back something too small!

geeze...what a loony ...

>This goes along with the gift idea...she also spends ALOT of money on stuff

>from QVC...a nada classic...she will come to my house and hand me a sweater

>that is too big for her (she wears a size 22...i wear a size 3) and she

>will say " here you go...i >bought this for myself, but when I opened it I

>realized it was really ugly..and it is WAY too big for me...so I thought

>maybe you would wear it. " Ummmm.....Thank >you???

LOL yes, I've had this as well..not sure what size she wears, but I'm no

where near as big as she is...and she did this when I was in highschool and

wore a size 6 and shewas 250-300 pounds !!

Jackie

[Guest guest]

Only a nada would refuse to go to her grandson's baptism because, 3

years earlier, at her granddaughter's baptism, the minister said

some nice things about my inlaws (members of the church), and he

didn't say anything about my parents (whom he didn't know at all).

Sylvia

> > >

> > > Ok...i'm going to try to start something here....how about we

> play

> > a game of " Only nada would " ....here are the rules...respond to

the

> > thread with a simple phrase and let's see where this goes. You

can

> > answer add many as you want, but you may only do one at a time.

I

> > will go first:

> > >

> > > Only nada would :

> > >

> > > Borrow something from me, and expect me to apologize to her

for

> > allowing her to borrow it.

> > >

> > > For instance...a few weeks ago she showed up at my house

> > to " borrow " a can of kidney beans...didn't matter what brand,

> didn't

> > matter what size can...she was making chili and didn't have any

> > kidney beans. I dropped what I was doing and spent about 10

> minutes

> > tearing my pantry apart looking for it....once I finally found

it I

> > handed it to her . She looked at me and said " hmmmft....DARK

RED

> > kidney beans?? Since when do we we buy DARK RED kidney beans?? "

I

> > apologized, but she took the can and left in disgust with

me...as

> she

> > was leaving I yelled after he " I'm sorry! " ....then it occurred

to

> > me...what am i doing? She came here to borrow something from me,

> and

> > I ended up apologizing to HER! What's up with that?

> > >

> > >

> > >

> > > Kisses and Nibbles,

> > >

> > > Bunny

> > >

> > >

> > >

[Guest guest]

Ye Other KOs,

Here are some more:

Only a nada would:

Yell at me so long, loud and harsh that she lost her voice and became hoarse

and then said " now look what you made me do-lose my voice yelling at you " .

Yell at me so long, loud, etc. 'till I almost passed out and then say, " I

thought that's what you wanted " .

Tell the tax man off so he won't do her taxes anymore. He just did ours two

weeks ago. <smirking at nada>.

Run out into the front yard in her nightgown yelling and screaming because

someone took her Sunday paper off the driveway and even said herself she 'had

another Lucy'.

Tried to get herself admitted into a psych ward when I was in school sitting

next to one of 'our' therapissants in class. Other therapissant and I got

it: He said " you just want to sabotage Rita's schooling " and wouldn't admit

her.

Rita

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