tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post357462944468677848..comments2023-09-10T06:49:28.959-04:00Comments on The Unbearable Banishment: Heartaches AhoyThe Unbearable Banishmenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-48310509604334398412013-01-19T10:03:36.781-05:002013-01-19T10:03:36.781-05:00Thanks for planting that seed in my head. Pal. Thanks for planting that seed in my head. Pal. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-1595862184787388272013-01-19T09:12:08.308-05:002013-01-19T09:12:08.308-05:00I have nothing to offer, i have boys, though i did...I have nothing to offer, i have boys, though i did just talk to a guy who's 18yr old daughter took him to meet her new boyfriend who turned out to be their 45yr old long-time neighbor, who then proceeded to tell the dad how he really loved his daughter but how she screwed everyone in town every time he left on business, but hey good luck with all that.Konohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13865029570865495659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-3282759898224626432013-01-17T08:16:01.315-05:002013-01-17T08:16:01.315-05:00Until you mentioned it, I never considered the fac...Until you mentioned it, I never considered the fact that my daughters would actually learn to drive one day. What a panic! Thanks a lot. I think your in-laws should kiss the ground you trod upon for your long, faithful service. My in-laws do something else to the ground I trod upon. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-27708654563841819392013-01-17T06:49:01.973-05:002013-01-17T06:49:01.973-05:00Who'd be a parent to a girl hey?
Mine is 17 n...Who'd be a parent to a girl hey?<br /><br />Mine is 17 now. Learning to drive, looking a unis and making a list for open days, boyfriends... etc. Nightmare!!! Actually the latest boyfriend who has been on the scene a couple of months (officially as a couple a month) is ok. Nice lad. Doesn't stop me wanting to pin him against a wall and hold large sharp knife to his throat and tell him "If you EVER hurt my little girl I'll kill you!" But hey I can't do that have to let her live and learn even the painful stuff. Actually her Mum was younger than her when I met her (she was 16 I was 18) and 32 years later we are still together so what do I know?<br /><br />Furtheronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11903753972242964410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-6736912580063352622013-01-16T07:22:27.290-05:002013-01-16T07:22:27.290-05:00Chris Rock has a great bit about his new mission i...Chris Rock has a great bit about his new mission in life is to keep his daughter "off the pole," meaning, out of strip clubs. And that's the truth. I'll try to explain how an unwanted pregnancy can pretty much ruin everything for them. The man will disappear. Sad fact. <br /><br />I like people (sort of) but there's a real joy to attending these things alone. I can show up early to read the program and not have to worry if anyone is bored. Plus, if it's a bad show, I am at liberty to leave at the interval. Try doing that with someone or, worse, a group of people in tow.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-49516274041667849622013-01-16T04:43:56.986-05:002013-01-16T04:43:56.986-05:00It'll all start happening soon with mine too (...It'll all start happening soon with mine too (they're 14 now) and it does feel like walking into the dark. I just want them to enjoy what they do, don't get pregnant, and don't ever let a man raise his hand to you, nor try to control you.<br /><br />That's the theory--the practice will no doubt be a bit harder.<br /><br />I go to a lot of concerts on my own. It spoils it for me if I'm worried about the other person enjoying it. I'm happy as Larry sitting through an hour-long Bruckner symphony, but if someone expressed an interest, I'd gently probe them first to see whether they' *really* are that interested.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-73667997108009956822013-01-15T13:27:37.138-05:002013-01-15T13:27:37.138-05:00i went back and tried to fix it but couldn't f...i went back and tried to fix it but couldn't find the comment! Very shortly thereafter I gave up, which seems to be my ninja skill. Giving up. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-57242058285528939782013-01-15T12:53:46.363-05:002013-01-15T12:53:46.363-05:00N/m I figured out how to fix it! N/m I figured out how to fix it! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-21729146866298607562013-01-14T19:58:15.609-05:002013-01-14T19:58:15.609-05:00Shakespeare said "know thyself" and if t...Shakespeare said "know thyself" and if there's one thing I know about myself is that I don't have a hard man stare. I hate to resort to party tricks but if that's what it takes. At least I can assist with the meltdowns. I can string together a few comforting sentences as well as anyone. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-25036528943891861792013-01-14T19:46:29.181-05:002013-01-14T19:46:29.181-05:00sure, darlin...*sigh* but you really have to wait ...sure, darlin...*sigh* but you really have to wait until they <i>ask</i> for it and even then, well, at some point...maybe, the MITM can give you a better answer about daughters. xoxoxosavannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-51101431173334015332013-01-14T14:55:16.122-05:002013-01-14T14:55:16.122-05:00Hey there, your comment on my page showed up on th...Hey there, your comment on my page showed up on the first Napa pic, not the post if you want to fix. You can delete this message, just wanted you to know your witty commentary didn't go to the spam junkyardAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-68880545771167503902013-01-14T14:35:31.040-05:002013-01-14T14:35:31.040-05:00You cannae fully protect them against 'bad boy...You cannae fully protect them against 'bad boys' as they grow up my friend, but you can be there when they call you in tears at 2am wanting their da.<br /><br />Looking back my size (not to mention my tram line face) tended to act as a warning to any yin looking to get more than was on offer.<br /><br />Practice your hard man stare in the mirror, if that fails, try an oul party trick of an acquaintance of mine... chewing on a broken glass. It never fails.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13871866841906377841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-88629240668318386982013-01-14T13:43:49.229-05:002013-01-14T13:43:49.229-05:00Jesus I wonder if anyone else is thinking that?! I...Jesus I wonder if anyone else is thinking that?! I hope not. What a nightare! The three guys who comprise Rush are masters of their craft. They transcend mere individualism and form one entity. Hence, the singular reference. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-55083534125494613272013-01-14T13:22:37.142-05:002013-01-14T13:22:37.142-05:00You said it was your other "guy" which i...You said it was your other "guy" which is singular, hence the confusion :P You seem far too reasonable a person to ever dive into that particular cesspool of misinformation.. but I can't be one to judge Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-76741127715374829912013-01-14T09:40:55.788-05:002013-01-14T09:40:55.788-05:00What?! That's all you got for me?! It's ou...What?! That's all you got for me?! It's out of my hands?! Okay. I'm going to trust what you said about it playing out as it should. But in this matter, I am not of a mind to sit idly by and just watch as events unfold. Surely the'll always want my opinion. Won't they?The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-51155041221021790932013-01-14T09:35:34.806-05:002013-01-14T09:35:34.806-05:003 sons and 1 daughter. i have no advice to offer b...3 sons and 1 daughter. i have no advice to offer because in the end, The Daughters will be the women they want to be, you and Mrs Wife will <i>always</i> worry and wonder if you did the right thing, but in the end, i promise you, it will all play out as it is supposed to. (it's monday, sugar, what can i say?) xoxoxoxsavannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04310843901371718758noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-75581435677659477972013-01-14T08:46:46.855-05:002013-01-14T08:46:46.855-05:00And the snarl. I'm especially afeared of the s...And the snarl. I'm especially afeared of the snarl. Worst of all is the talent. Women are such suckers for talent.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-64020627711039625132013-01-14T08:41:41.673-05:002013-01-14T08:41:41.673-05:00'A lead singer! Heaven help me!'
Don'...'A lead singer! Heaven help me!' <br /><br />Don't forget the shaved heid, and the tattoos! :¬)mapstewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07159592046833798019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-85125555252883732932013-01-14T07:24:04.333-05:002013-01-14T07:24:04.333-05:00But reducing everyone to a nice, neat stereotype i...But reducing everyone to a nice, neat stereotype is one of my finely honed skills. Prejudice isn't a natural occurrence. It's got to be nurtured and refined. So now you're telling me I can't rely on it? Pish. Where does <i>that</i> leave me? Without a superpower. Okay. You're right. Back to the laboratory. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-51004393059045861802013-01-14T07:21:06.751-05:002013-01-14T07:21:06.751-05:00You mum is smart. I'm glad she didn't rub ...You mum is smart. I'm glad she didn't rub it in. I will never, ever say "I told you so" to the girls. It's mean. I might imply it, though. I know this is cold comfort, but the horror show could have gone on for three years instead of three weeks. Or three decades. That happens, unfortunately.<br /><br />I've had my heart broken dozens and dozens of times and I hate it. I'd like to protect the girlies from these episodes but it's simply not possible unless I lock them in the basement. That's unreasonable, right?The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-89986795562329216052013-01-14T07:18:27.100-05:002013-01-14T07:18:27.100-05:00careful with the stereotypes, my dear. i know som...careful with the stereotypes, my dear. i know some absolutely delightful human beings wrapped in leather and disguised as badass bikers. and i know FAR too many assmonkeys wrapped in suits, wearing shiny italian loafers. <br /><br />my mother loved the pretty, ass-kissing muscle-boy i spent time with during the summer after high school - if she had any idea what a brute he was? she'd have called the cops. but the man i later married? long hair. quiet. she didn't warm up to him for a few years.<br />daisyfaehttp://daisyfae.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-5078254442194289602013-01-14T07:15:32.945-05:002013-01-14T07:15:32.945-05:00These thoughts have been pinging around inside my ...These thoughts have been pinging around inside my head for quite some time, but it's only after scrolling through my iPhone photos that this post was born. Inspiration is an unscheduled event. They are accurate depictions of their respective personalities.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-29376121181576809622013-01-14T07:11:52.278-05:002013-01-14T07:11:52.278-05:00Never mind keeping it to yourself! Send all the ad...Never mind keeping it to yourself! Send all the advice you can muster! I suppose they'll always adore Dad but I'm less concerned with being adored than I am keeping them safe and unharmed. It's a good thing your in-laws were more tolerant than I'll be. Otherwise, you might not be with Mrs. Map. A lead singer! Heaven help me!The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-74302076839376499472013-01-14T07:08:33.917-05:002013-01-14T07:08:33.917-05:00I may look like a good dad on paper but I'm fl...I may look like a good dad on paper but I'm flying without an owner's manual and continue to make ridiculous and obvious mistakes. But thanks for your vote of confidence. <br /><br />That concert was a privilege to hear that was enhanced by the venue. But I went alone because I could see how most people would find it dull, dull, dull. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4341308729189935273.post-74118615485046670762013-01-14T07:04:58.175-05:002013-01-14T07:04:58.175-05:00Thomas was bad. Bukowski was bad. But I'm not ...Thomas was bad. Bukowski was bad. But I'm not worried. Most poets are navel-gazing daisy-pluckers. A guy who ride Harley might provide a little more push-back.<br /><br />Beethoven is too bombastic for me. A quiet passage and then, out of nowhere, a punch in the face. It's schizo. And I've always thought of Bach as a piano guy but you could be correct. The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.com