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my sil has not been able to have a baby after neing married for some years, so i sympathize. However, my mil has been constantly pushing my son over to her, trying to create some kind of bond between them i feel. Family events, i dont get to hold him much to show him off, he almost immediately gets taken out of my hands by my parents in law, then handed over to my sis in law. Which would last for hours or until he cries. I sit with an emoty stroller by my side, which makes me kinda sad. And my parents in law almost oftentimes talk to my son abt her, keep mentioning her basically. And then, they had a big blowup when my husband tells them to inform me when taking him out of the house (they live with us), even just to take him out to the park, as i kinda will be like "hey, where’s my baby?" and then feel kinda upset., like the rug was pulled out frm under me, as i would like to know where he is at all times, and even more upset that they just let my sis in law take him downstairs without telling me. And even when they did ask me, when sis in law wanted to take him downstairs, she and her husband, without my knowledge, also drove him around a short distance. They had also wanted to drive him to someplace for a short while, but he is v attached to me so i am afraid he would cry. To that, they thought of FIL, whom he is reasonably ok with, to come along. No extention of invitation to the mother? Anyway, just didnt like him being driving distance-far from me, which has never been done before. They didnt even ask me directly, just mediated through my mil. Whom is a domineering character, so they mostly look to her for permission with my baby, or carry out her suggestions made to them like abt taking my baby out nearby. All of which make me quite upset, I dont know. Am i overreacting?
baby is 1 yr old

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Husband and I moved into an apartment at the time without a pet. When we bought a small dog we noticed a "no pets" sign outside our apartment building. So we felt bad and honestly told the landlord we were not aware of it. So she moved us into another building where we could have our dog. A week later we got a bill for 0 for the carpet cleaning of old apartment and another 0 for just transfering us. We were not told we would have to pay these expenses before she moved us.

I’ve asked this before but want to ask again because I really need more than 1 answer :/

So I like one of my boyfriends friends (my bf knows btw, I told him) but I dunno if he likes me back
Me and my bf hung out with my crush(BFs friend) this Friday for most of the day and me and my crush had a couple laughs (we were chucking my teddy at eachother, I’m 14 and he’s 17 so a bit childish lol :$) and I accidentally threw it too hard at him(luckily it missed) then he pretended he was going to throw it at me hard but just threw it very softly and chuckled at me when I squealed :$ also we were putting on his bands CD and he wanted to slide the case along the floor to my bf but the rug was in the way so i pulled it back with my feet and he kept saying stuff like "aw [my name] your so smart" and "that was such a good idea thanx " then we were going to a party that night with my bf and on the way there my crush was walking beside me at all times even when my bf went in the middle my crush walked round to my side and then when we were at the party he was sitting down and I was standing infront of him running my fingers through his hair and he said to his friend next to him "I could get used to this" the smirked at me. Then he kept letting me steal his stuff like his glasses,headphones and was going to let me borrow his hoodie but then my bf said that he was getting uncomfortable (my crush was staring me in the eyes and smirking at me while I was unzipping his hoodie and pulling it off his shoulders) and he hugged me back everytime I hugged him and gave me some of his beer but no one else and he kept on thanking me because I’m designing his bands singles cover work and I’ve noticed that he uses a lot more smilies while talking to me than everyone else and he’s even used the :3 face a couple times with me which he’s never done with anyone else and also started liking almost everything I post. And today at another party I was at with him and my bf my bf walked away to help someone who we thought was throwing up and my crush walked right up beside me and asked what I was up to and we were practically holding hands but I had to help my bf :/ another girl hugged him at the party and he looked really akward and kinda looked at me from the corner of his eye and everyone told him to hug her back but he only put one hand on her back but when I was saying goodbye he gave me a proper hug

So I have a feeling that he likes me back but I’m scared to tell him that I like him incase he thinks I’m creepy should I tell him at the next party and if he says he doesn’t like me back say that it was the drink and that I was kidding?? Me and my bf are breaking up soon that’s why I ament too guilty about liking this guy (plus my bf likes 2 other girls)

so what do you guys think? Does he like me? Im REALLY sorry For it being so long need an accurate answer. Thank you for your answers

I have faint memories of very inappropriate touching when I was little. I’m not sure who it was I just remember the feeling of calloused hands. I told my mom when I was thirteen and she basically told me that it never happened and that I was a liar. My grandmother was there also and she said she believed me but nothing was ever done. I actually got yelled at because I said it in front of my grandma and my mom said "great brittany, now the rest of the family is going to know all about it." No therapy was offered, it was swept under the rug, my mom acted like it never happened.

This is also effecting my sexual relationship with my husband as he has calloused hands. It didn’t start until I was pregnant though. I feel strange being sexually active while my kid is inside of me. It really grosses me out and I am hardly ever in the mood.

My mom is f*cked up. There is a long history of her just not being there for me. She is very sexist and favors my brothers over my little sister and I. I am tired of it. I’ve talked to friends about being molested when I was little. I was surprised to find that it has happened to a lot of people. They all say that confronting my mother is a step in getting some kind of closure regarding the resentment I have towards her and what happend to me. The trouble is, any time I try to call her out on anything she says she doesn’t remember and it never happend. For instance, when I was ten my brother sprayed me with a hose and it was 40 degrees outside. I tried to go inside to get warm and she said I had to stay outside because I would get the house all wet. I was crying and screaming for her to let me inside and she slapped me across the face. My brother never got in trouble for that. I was grounded though. That whole situation, to her, never happend. She will also start crying and saying that she is just "The worst mother ever and everything is always my fault!" Bascially making the whole situation about her and feeling sorry for herself. My father does not know how she really was to me. He was a sailor and was gone eleven months out of the year. He does not know that I was molested when I was little and is very easily manipulated by my mom. This is just a really messed up situation and I need advice as to ask them both WHY?

I am now pregnant and need closure. My child will not be around either parents alone or for long periods of time. I’m going to be in charge of the well being of another person and I don’t want to make any huge mistakes like my mother did. I want an apology. Don’t tell me that I’m not going to get one either, tell me how I can work through the situation.
Also, I’ve talked to my older brother about this (the one who sprayed me with the hose) and he knows my mom treated me like sh*t. He has apologized for his behavior and we are on semi good terms.

I have faint memories of very inappropriate touching when I was little. I’m not sure who it was I just remember the feeling of calloused hands. I told my mom when I was thirteen and she basically told me that it never happened and that I was a liar. My grandmother was there also and she said she believed me but nothing was ever done. I actually got yelled at because I said it in front of my grandma and my mom said "great brittany, now the rest of the family is going to know all about it." No therapy was offered, it was swept under the rug, my mom acted like it never happened.

This is also effecting my sexual relationship with my husband as he has calloused hands. It didn’t start until I was pregnant though. I feel strange being sexually active while my kid is inside of me. It really grosses me out and I am hardly ever in the mood.

My mom is f*cked up. There is a long history of her just not being there for me. She is very sexist and favors my brothers over my little sister and I. I am tired of it. I’ve talked to friends about being molested when I was little. I was surprised to find that it has happened to a lot of people. They all say that confronting my mother is a step in getting some kind of closure regarding the resentment I have towards her and what happend to me. The trouble is, any time I try to call her out on anything she says she doesn’t remember and it never happend. For instance, when I was ten my brother sprayed me with a hose and it was 40 degrees outside. I tried to go inside to get warm and she said I had to stay outside because I would get the house all wet. I was crying and screaming for her to let me inside and she slapped me across the face. My brother never got in trouble for that. I was grounded though. That whole situation, to her, never happend. She will also start crying and saying that she is just "The worst mother ever and everything is always my fault!" Bascially making the whole situation about her and feeling sorry for herself. My father does not know how she really was to me. He was a sailor and was gone eleven months out of the year. He does not know that I was molested when I was little and is very easily manipulated by my mom. This is just a really messed up situation and I need advice as to ask them both WHY?

I am now pregnant and need closure. My child will not be around either parents alone or for long periods of time. I’m going to be in charge of the well being of another person and I don’t want to make any huge mistakes like my mother did. I want an apology. Don’t tell me that I’m not going to get one either, tell me how I can work through the situation.

okay so i run with Six Samurais and my best friend runs Gladiator Beasts…and i use to kick his ass but lately he found a strategy from the top player at our hobby league tournaments we go to. He ALWAYS beats me now and I’m tired so i need help defeating him. can someone tell me what cards i need in my side deck and what to take out for them to defeat him. He relies on gyzarus then bringing out Laquari and Darius and bringing a monster back from his graveyard to tap a Hera. My deck so far is…

Monsters: 21
3 grandmasters
2 shogun shiens
2 hands
1 Enishi
2 spirits
3 zanjis
2 irous
2 kamons
2 yaichi
2 marauding captains

Spells: 17
3 six samurai united
2 shiens castle of mist
2 legendary ebon steeds
1 cunning of the six samurai
3 reinforcement of the army
1 monster reborn
1 heavy storm
1 reasoning
1 swords of revealing light
1 fissure
1 MST

Traps: 3
2 P.W.W.B
1 return of the six samurai

Also he likes murmillos alot and i know the usual "pulling the rug" and "deck lockdown" and "jowgen the spiritualist" techniques but jowgen screws this up and i only have one pulling the rug….so any suggestions and what i should take out for them please and thank you ^^
also i have grand mole in my side deck too to send them back to the hand is that a good thing?
Okay people are not getting the question…my deck placed second in our hobby league tournaments…Yariza and Nisashi ARE USELESS attack directly but get pwned next turn and nisashi ooo attack twice with only 1400 atk……also backs to the wall sucks cause you leave yourself open to an easy loss…one hit and bye bye birdy…or samurai i guess.
Also i dont own mirror force, breakthrough is almost useless swiftstrike armour is useless and also the A. forces just take up space on the field, 6sams don’t rely on atk they rely on fast kills….3 six samurai united is necessary because you have this many cards in your hand after the FIRST turn (0-1) chamberlain sucks, footsoldier sucks, and scolls are OCG only so far…wont be TCG till febuary, And sorry if i offend you but I have been running six sams for 2 years i know the BEST way to make six sam decks……I need a side deck to kill gladiator beast who can outswarm six sams, not how to make the deck better yet worse…
lots of added details eh?
so far these are what i have
3 divine wrath’s
2 deck lock downs
and also a de-fusion and chtonian polymer, if i get another lock down I’m removing the de-fusion.
and also my mole to add it back to the deck (or hand depending on the card)
and this is not a rate/fix this is a KILL GLADIATOR BEASTS

for some background, my boyfriend of 3 years passed away in a motorcycle accident about 2 years ago now- it had been and off and on, him cheating sort of relationship, but with that strong attraction and pull that you can’t get away from. He also tended to have that whole "can’t stay mad at you" type personality.
I had been in a roommate living situation and had a roommate move out and a new one move in, pretty much right after. This new roommate and I didn’t talk much, but eventually it ended up with us being the only people living in the house and we did start to become friends. we moved to a new place and new years of this last year ended up becoming more, and entering in a relationship.

Anyway randomly this morning my alarm woke me up in the middle of a really strange dream.

All I remember is being at my parents weekend house (which they have since retired to) which was in the woods, and from the outside was small, and nothing special. Then once inside, it was like a mansion very nice things inside, rugs and elaborate paintings hanging on the walls. Anyway My ex was there, and he was alive, something along the lines of having to fake his own death because of protection or something like that. So I was basically trying to stow him away. Then there was randomly another person that I’m not sure really who it was, and I was going to have to hide them too. Anyway I dont remember if my current boyfriend was there or not at this point, but my ex was looking around and found a room behind a hanging rug which was covering what looked like cabinet doors. Upon opening the hidden cabinet/door, there was a very small room which for some reason we kept referring to as a priest’s quarters. On the wall was a small box that sort of looked likea fire alarm except that it was had two front red doors that you opened up and then more little things you would have to open and do to get into it. I was curious and opened the door but when I realized it seemed like some sort of lockbox type thing I closed it back up thinking i coudl set off an alarm or something.

I was telling my ex all about how I would have to check with my parents to see when they were going to come to the hosue next and he would have to hide everythign of his every time he left, etc. Then we were sitting around and the next thing I know the police come to the door because apparently by opening what I had of the little box, I had tripped some sort of silent alarm. At this point I remember my current bf also being there and he and my ex getting along just fine (in reality they had met only once or twice in brief through mutual friends, etc, but never really knew each other, though my current bf pretty much knows everything about my past relationship). I talked my way out of the police situation, saying i didn’t know what he was talking about, etc, and he accepted and left. At some point while sitting around i was sitting in the middle of my ex and my bf and I asked my ex to crack my back for me, and he did so and to my surprise my bf was fine with it and not at all mad. The next thing i remember we were coming back to the house, like we had left to run an errand, and came back to find the police and my parents, at the house (though I really mainly only remember my dad being there). And knowing that we had left all ofmy exes stuff out, we had to go say something. Sometime around this the 3rd person whom I cant remember turned into an old grey haired man, and we left him behind. So i went to talk to my dad and while he was mad, he agreed to help hide my ex. The police were gone and we were walking back up to the house when my dad said something about the box, which I hadn’t told him I’d touched at all, and he said something about checking for his valuables. My ex then reached over and handed my dad a gold ring, which somehow I knew was my dads… but I have no idea how he had it or why. Something else happened where my dad hired the old unknown man to do some work or something, but I don’t really remember that too much. Then my alarm woke me up and I remember feeling really strange and confused.

I haven’t had a dream about my ex in a LONG time… and i only really remember having one of him since he died… and I dont really remember many of my dreams in general anyway… So I’m wondering what all this is supposed to mean?

I know what I did so please dont judge me, but I just want to know how to handle this situation. I bought 3 "Persian, authentic, silk" on craiglist from people who said they were real.I paid over 1000 but when i checked with a professional Persian expert, he said they are not worth even 300 and that they arent silk and not handmade. How do I handle this situation? i want my money back and these people are selling a lot of rugs on craiglist.Can i call the police and get them involved?Because they are scamming a lot of people

How much should I charge for a 12" x 12" latch hook rug I made? It cost me to buy it, and it took me like..10+ hours to make it. How much should I charge in total?
Cause people are asking me to buy them, I don’t know what price is good.

Here’s a little deal/bargain: Whoever writes the most appealing version of a random plot line from my mind gets a quick 10 points. Sounds good? And just to prove that I am not stealing your ideas, I am including my version. Please don’t make them to long.
Oh, and if you want to, can you critique my version? Constructive Criticism only, please. No "OMG ITS SO GOOD!!!"(personally I don’t think so.) and no "That was awful, I’ve never seen something so bad in my life, etc." Just, I like these parts: … I don’t like these: … You have bad grammar here… etc.

Plot: A (girl/boy) at (14 or 18) is living with their adopted (mother/father). They are tight on money and the (king/government) is heavily taxing them. They (steal/get a job/kill someone) and solve the problem. Or do they (live/die) at the end?
past tense, please. And only one from each fill in the blank.

Sarah was a good girl. Her adopted father, Da, always told his friends how she helped him in every way possible. She would walk miles into town to fetch the healer if he was sick, and scavenged for food for dinner all day. They had very little food or income because Da was a carpenter, but he was very bad at it, and the rugs that Sarah made sold for very little. However, they got by through love and luck.
One day, after a very long war, a King took over their country. King Robert wasn’t a very nice person. He was greedy, and the royal coffers from the previous king, King Georgio, were nearly empty. So he decided to tax everyone in the land 100 bronze, silver, or gold pieces, depending on their wealth. Sarah and Da were among the poorer folk, and somehow needed to scrape up 100 bronze pieces.
"How are we ever going to get that much money?" Sarah asked, glancing over the fancy scroll that had been sent to them from the palace.
"I don’t know, sweetie." Da smiled bitterly, his lips pursed, and a thoughtful look came over his face.
“Well, I could make even more rugs to sell. And couldn’t you go hire yourself out as a field hand or something?” Sarah looked up at him.
“No. Its the middle of Winter. They won’t need me.” Da sighed heavily and walked out the door to the market.
With Da gone, Sarah paced back and forth, thinking. One of her rugs usually sold for 2-3 bronze pieces apiece. Everyone would be squandering their money, so they probably wouldn’t buy them, unless the nobility bought them. What could she do? If they didn’t make the money for the tax, the kingdom would take him away and make him work in the army, and then she would be alone for the third time in her life.
Her parents had died of fever when she was younger, and her sister died a year later. She didn’t want to loose so many people in 14 years. Suddenly she got an idea.
Her family before had been cooks and knew were all of the best herbs and wild animals could be caught. Da was a good hunter, and they could sell them for 1 bronze piece for a deer leg, and then they could earn money.
When Da got home, she told him her idea. He chuckled heartily. “My Sarah is a deep thinker, isn’t she.”
“Ah, Da!”Sarah blushed and told him all the hunting spots. “Be careful!”
The next morning Sarah set out to collect herbs and Da went hunting. They both brought home plenty of material and sold them, but still had very little. Sarah remembered another place to go, one that was very far away. She spent 2 days traveling there.
It was a pretty place outside of the palace. The trees glistened a wonderful green beneath the snow covering. Little sprigs of rare herbs sprouted here and there. She began to harvest the produce, but was interrupted by a snapping sound.
“Whose there?” Sarah looked around startled.
“Why are you on my land?” A man stepped from behind a tree, a crown on his brow. Sarah swept into a curtsy.
“I’m collecting herbs, Your Majesty.” Sarah looked up at him. “I hope you don’t mind.”
“I do mind. Get off my land now.” Sarah leaned over to pick up her basket. King Robert glared at her and grabbed it.
“No way are you taking these. They are my herbs.” Sarah truly needed them, or her trip would have been in vain. She reached for the herbs, but he sidestepped.
“They are mine. Give them to me!” Sarah held on tight, but so did King Robert. “Help! Thief!”
“You’re calling me a thief? You stole of my land.” Sarah screamed, and heard feet in the woods.
“They aren’t your land, little brother.” A man walked out of the forest, followed by knights.
“NO! But your dead Georgio! I saw you fall!” The two Kings drew their swords, plunging into a full fledged fight. The knights drew a circle around them. Though soon, the past king had the new one at his mercy.
“You will give up your claim and leave this land.” He said in a deep voice. Robert nodded. Georgio turned to Sarah. “And you, girl. I owe you for distracting my brother. How can I repay you?”
“Would it be possible not to have such heavy taxes on people? Everyone is struggling to pay it.” Sarah nodded to the herb basket. “And if its not to hard, may I be allowed to gather herbs from here?”
“If you would like, you may have the lands. And of course I can lower taxes.” The king smiled, and she curtsied deeply.
“Thank You, my liege.” Sarah curtsied, and the reestablished King Georigio arranged for her to be taken home in a carriage. The tax was taken away, and Da and Sarah moved to their new piece of land. With the money from they earned from rare herbs, they prospered and lived happily ever after.
Again, this isn’t homework.
I could always pass mine off for work.
I am simply asking for constructive criticism and what other people would do.

My puppy will be 2 months old in 10 days. She is very mean and bites everything. Not playfully biting like crazy bitting where she doesn’t let go and breaks skin. I give her toys to play with, when she starts biting I quickly replace the appendage with a toy but she ignores the toy and goes for the hand/foot. She pees and poops everywhere and occasionally on rugs and bad places. I held her nose over it and spank it and yell no and bring her to the place where she is supposed to poo/pee, but still she is bad. I recently bought a "Keep Off" spray so that she wouldn’t go on the couch anymore but instead, she licks where ever it is sprayed. I do not want her like this.

What should I do?

I have an odd situation on my hands and I don’t really know what to make of it.

My son never had a problem with sleeping through the night in his crib, and the transition from crib to bed was very easy. We’ve never co-slept and we don’t cuddle for hours until he falls asleep. He has always been very easy with the bedtime routine and pretty self-sufficient.

However, lately we’ve had a bit of a twist in the plans. He refuses to sleep IN his bed. He will go to his bedroom, he will go down to sleep, but he wants to curl up on the rug on the floor. If we refuse and tell him to sleep in his bed, he has a meltdown. If we let him sleep on the rug, he is out in two seconds flat. You can’t really move him from the rug to his bed or he wakes up and melts down.

I don’t really know what to do about it. On the one hand, I want him sleeping through the night without needing a bunch of attention from mommy and daddy first (we’re not cold, we do the bedtime story thing and have a bit of a snuggle, but we don’t want it lasting hours). For this to happen, he wants to be sleeping on the floor. On the other hand, I want him staying in his bed. He’s taken to leaving his bed in the middle of the night to sleep on the floor and he always curls up behind his door. I don’t want to smack him in the head with it, and I don’t want him blocking the door so I can’t open it.

Did your kids ever have an "I’ll sleep anywhere but my bed" phase? If so, how did you fix it?

It isn’t like this is the end of the world, but I don’t want sleeping on the floor to become a habit. This has been going on for the last two or three weeks.

*SORRY TO MAKE THIS SO LONG, BUT TO COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND MY SITUATION I MUST TELL MY STORY FROM THE BEGINNING*

I have been married to my husband for 14 years this month. In October 2007, my world was turned upside down. My father-n-law came to my house around 9am…I recognized his distinct knock. I had just turned on the shower & decided I was not about to redress & answer the door. Whatever it was could wait or he could call(he lives less than 1/2 mile from our home). I noticed when I finished with my shower he was still knocking(30 min later). I went to the door and told him to hold on so I could throw some clothes on.
I opened the door & right off hand I noticed he looked odd. He proceeded to come in to the house & stood there for at least 30 sec. He then said he was just wanting to know what channel & what time the Alabama f’ball game began. I looked at him & told him that it was Homecoming w’end & it was only on pay-per-view(which I had told him the day before b/c I was planning on attending the game).
He then asked me if I had coffee, made some small chit chat and than came the humdinger!
He began to inform me that my mother in-law did not have sex w/ him & that he just did not know what to do. He repeated this many many times. Then several times he hesitated while saying, "Can I ask a favor?" Finally, he said "Do you think you could help me out?"
I was floored and it seemed my head became dizzy & my body so heavy. I remember thinking…he did not mean what I think he meant.
My father in-law went to tell me that he had been trying to get the nerve to ask me this since last November(2006 – 11 months).
I remember feeling panic, fear…..I did not know what to do, but I knew that I had to get him out of my home, quickly!
His cell phone rang at some point & I ran to my bed room to get my cell…but could not get a signal.
I decided not to sit back down…and I recall saying something to him like I really needed to pack if I was going to drive up to Homecoming. As he stood up, he came toward me so fast, grabed me & kissed my neck and whispered something like "Will you help me out?". All I could think to get him out was to say "Yes, I will think about it" while moving him toward the exit finally & locking mt door as fast as I could.

I made several phone calls…one to my husband. He could not believe it & thank God when my husband confronted my father in-law about this, he did admit it! No one in his family believed this until they understood that he HAD ADMITED what he did.
Needless to say, it was all swept under the rug…psych appt was made for him, but not kept.
I suffered thru extreme nightmares & obsessive behaviors(checked window & door locks numerous times a day/night). I still have nightmares, not as often…I can smell certain smells that remind me of my father-in-law or think I hear him or someone knocking on a door like he does & I go into panic/anxiety attacks.
Why do I have to suffer for this while everyone forgets his wrong doing?
It angers me so much to know he made me feel unsafe & threatened in my own home…the place that I am to find comfort & security in. He stole my life & no one seems to understand!

Are there others like me?
Is there a website or support group that would help?

Please help,
~R