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31 minutes ago, Bastet said:

But she didn't refuse to eat her vegetable, just ate less - and by one bite - than her mom wanted her to.  Even if her "I'm not hungry" was a lie, and she wasn't actually full, just asserting her independence by leaving a bite on the plate in an act of defiance, all her mom had to do was add an additional bite to the next serving - kid would leave that last one, feeling satisfied she'd made a stand, mom would excuse her, secure in the knowledge she'd had the desired serving, and eat the extra piece herself.  Done; maturity and critical thinking skills utilized, child outwitted but oblivious, dinner peaceful.  That seems a lot better way to manage family meals than cutting short one's own dinner to run around the house like a lunatic, chasing a kid with a fork while demanding "One more bite!"  I find a single bite a rather crazy hill to die on.

The serving size of the mac & cheese side dish at the next meal is too big, the Enya song is annoying, some of the other commercials in the series do show bratty kids ... there are issues, yes.  But in that particular ad, I think the mom is the biggest problem.

My little sister was always a "picky eater" and my mother grew so concerned that she would make milkshakes for her with an egg or two snuck in. Sis knew something was up (or maybe could taste the difference, because I believe she is a supertaster and that why so many things tasted bad to her). Fast forward, Sis survived, she is vegan AND gluten free and while it is baffling to me that she can stick to that, it is both a philosophy and a health issue for her. It still creates some family frustration because when we were able to eat out for special occasions, the restaurant choices were so limited. 

No matter what, kids should not be forced to eat. Here's your dinner, if you don't like it, don't eat it, you can have a bowl of cereal instead, or if old enough, make a sandwich. If you don't want that, well, okay. 

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No matter what, kids should not be forced to eat. Here's your dinner, if you don't like it, don't eat it, you can have a bowl of cereal instead, or if old enough, make a sandwich. If you don't want that, well, okay. 

Completely agree. It's not the hill you want to die on with kids. It's just not that important and it makes mealtimes unpleasant for everyone.

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My little sister was always a "picky eater" and my mother grew so concerned that she would make milkshakes for her with an egg or two snuck in.

Lol, my mom used to do that too.

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20 minutes ago, Ashforth said:

 

No matter what, kids should not be forced to eat. Here's your dinner, if you don't like it, don't eat it, you can have a bowl of cereal instead, or if old enough, make a sandwich. If you don't want that, well, okay. 

No they shouldn't. Mealtimes shouldn't be a battleground. I never got enough to eat as a kid, or a full plate of food, except for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner. I got a spoonful of whatever was being served, and if there was meat, I got a couple bites. For breakfast I got about a quarter cup of cereal and about the same milk. I was always hungry. I always took lunch, and it was one slice of bread with peanut butter, folded over.  I looked longingly at the kids who had trays of food. They learned that I would eat pretty much everything they didn't want. It was odd when I left home to be able to eat as much as I wanted til I was full. 

15 minutes ago, QuinnInND said:

No they shouldn't. Mealtimes shouldn't be a battleground. I never got enough to eat as a kid, or a full plate of food, except for Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner. I got a spoonful of whatever was being served, and if there was meat, I got a couple bites. For breakfast I got about a quarter cup of cereal and about the same milk. I was always hungry. I always took lunch, and it was one slice of bread with peanut butter, folded over.  I looked longingly at the kids who had trays of food. They learned that I would eat pretty much everything they didn't want. It was odd when I left home to be able to eat as much as I wanted til I was full. 

Oh, @QuinnInND unless it was due to poverty (which affects millions of families in the US, especially right now) that was abuse. I'm so sorry. Someone should have looked out for you. 😢

Please everyone, if you can, support your local food banks. They need MONEY more than donations of canned food, etc. Money goes a lot further because they can buy in bulk. They get donations of fresh produce from grocery stores and produce companies.

People need to eat. Kids need to eat. We're better than this as a nation. Aren't we?

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On 10/17/2020 at 10:37 PM, SoMuchTV said:

 

Really, I can’t imagine what basis kids his age would have for teasing. Kids have a lot of different names. Why would they think “atlas” was especially teasable?

Oh my goodness.  I got teased about a lot of things. I was the school pariah from 1st grade on.  Kindergarten was OK. My name was one source of amusement.  if kids want to tease other kids, they can find any little thing to do do it with.

I kept asking my mom if we could move.  She said they wouldn't be any nicer to me anywhere else. She was probably right, but maybe it would have taken a couple of weeks at a new school to hate me.

40 minutes ago, Ashforth said:

Oh, @QuinnInND unless it was due to poverty (which affects millions of families in the US, especially right now) that was abuse. I'm so sorry. Someone should have looked out for you. 😢

 

That was the least of my abuse actually. I was beaten and sexually abused by my stepfather from the time I could remember til I left home a week before I turned 15. The lack of food had nothing to do with money. It was my stepfathers hatred of me that was the cause. My little sister (half sister, she was his bio child) got full plates of food and was treated wonderfully. She was the golden child. Oddly enough, I didn't hate her either. 

16 minutes ago, Katy M said:

Oh my goodness.  I got teased about a lot of things. I was the school pariah from 1st grade on.  Kindergarten was OK. My name was one source of amusement.  if kids want to tease other kids, they can find any little thing to do do it with.

I kept asking my mom if we could move.  She said they wouldn't be any nicer to me anywhere else. She was probably right, but maybe it would have taken a couple of weeks at a new school to hate me.

Oh I get it - some kids will tease other kids about anything. I just meant I didn’t see how Atlas would be a “target” name any more an awful lot of other names that are out there. 

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51 minutes ago, QuinnInND said:

That was the least of my abuse actually. I was beaten and sexually abused by my stepfather from the time I could remember til I left home a week before I turned 15. The lack of food had nothing to do with money. It was my stepfathers hatred of me that was the cause. My little sister (half sister, she was his bio child) got full plates of food and was treated wonderfully. She was the golden child. Oddly enough, I didn't hate her either. 

I'm glad you escaped. ((((HUGS)))) Stay safe and away from you family of origin, if they are still alive. The exception may be your sister, if she understands what happened to you. It's pretty amazing that as a child you realized it wasn't her fault.

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32 minutes ago, Ashforth said:

I'm glad you escaped. ((((HUGS)))) Stay safe and away from you family of origin, if they are still alive. The exception may be your sister, if she understands what happened to you. It's pretty amazing that as a child you realized it wasn't her fault.

Thank you. It took another 5 years before I was truly safe. I went from the frying pan into the fire so to speak. Within 6 months, I was a high class call girl and a porn star. Snorting coke, and feeling very grown up for a time.  Until a chance meeting with a man who would marry me and take me away from the life. Who didn't care what I was or what I did, but loved me and fought to get me free of it all.  We found out that my stepfather got into a fight at his bar, and was beaten to death by some members of a motorcycle gang. We found where he was buried and I spit on his grave. Stood there and stomped on it and yelled and screamed and got it all out. I wanted to literally pee on it too, but my husband stopped me.  It was enough what I had done. My mother is still alive. I haven't seen her or my sister since I left home. My mother was beaten by my stepfather also. My sister is married and has 2 kids.  Internet research for the win. She was always so sweet to me. When I was 12, she was 6. She wasn't allowed to be around me, but when I was sick once, she gave me her prized possession. A teddy bear, which she said would help me feel better. Which it did. I still have it to this day. Mr. Bear he's called. He sits proudly in my twins bedroom, watching over the next generation. I'm so fortunate and blessed to have met my husband when I did. I was ready to end it all when I met him. I was done. But there was another plan for me. 

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11 hours ago, QuinnInND said:

Thank you. It took another 5 years before I was truly safe. I went from the frying pan into the fire so to speak. Within 6 months, I was a high class call girl and a porn star. Snorting coke, and feeling very grown up for a time.  Until a chance meeting with a man who would marry me and take me away from the life. Who didn't care what I was or what I did, but loved me and fought to get me free of it all.  We found out that my stepfather got into a fight at his bar, and was beaten to death by some members of a motorcycle gang. We found where he was buried and I spit on his grave. Stood there and stomped on it and yelled and screamed and got it all out. I wanted to literally pee on it too, but my husband stopped me.  It was enough what I had done. My mother is still alive. I haven't seen her or my sister since I left home. My mother was beaten by my stepfather also. My sister is married and has 2 kids.  Internet research for the win. She was always so sweet to me. When I was 12, she was 6. She wasn't allowed to be around me, but when I was sick once, she gave me her prized possession. A teddy bear, which she said would help me feel better. Which it did. I still have it to this day. Mr. Bear he's called. He sits proudly in my twins bedroom, watching over the next generation. I'm so fortunate and blessed to have met my husband when I did. I was ready to end it all when I met him. I was done. But there was another plan for me. 

Wow.  You have been through a lot. So happy your husband found you and helped you find a good life. 

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18 hours ago, peacheslatour said:
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My little sister was always a "picky eater" and my mother grew so concerned that she would make milkshakes for her with an egg or two snuck in.

Lol, my mom used to do that too.

My skinny mother's mother fed her ice cream under a doctor's advice in the 1930s.
I fed my kids a lot of zucchini/carrot "cake" made of whole wheat flour, honey, yogurt, and soy milk in the 1980s. I was more worried about nutrition than weight or even sustainable good eating habits. (I had 3 daughters; from birth through middle age: One was a little plump, one was skinny, one has "perfect" BMI.)

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*Tragically and poetically, when my mother died at 91 three months ago, she had wasted away to the size she was at 8 years old in a picture, and her only pleasure when we visited was ice cream that the institutionalized "senior homes" cannot routinely provide. She liked coffee ice cream best. Ironically, caffeine is supposed to prevent Parkinson's symptoms.

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On 10/25/2020 at 10:25 PM, QuinnInND said:

Thank you. It took another 5 years before I was truly safe. I went from the frying pan into the fire so to speak. Within 6 months, I was a high class call girl and a porn star. Snorting coke, and feeling very grown up for a time.  Until a chance meeting with a man who would marry me and take me away from the life. Who didn't care what I was or what I did, but loved me and fought to get me free of it all.  We found out that my stepfather got into a fight at his bar, and was beaten to death by some members of a motorcycle gang. We found where he was buried and I spit on his grave. Stood there and stomped on it and yelled and screamed and got it all out. I wanted to literally pee on it too, but my husband stopped me.  It was enough what I had done. My mother is still alive. I haven't seen her or my sister since I left home. My mother was beaten by my stepfather also. My sister is married and has 2 kids.  Internet research for the win. She was always so sweet to me. When I was 12, she was 6. She wasn't allowed to be around me, but when I was sick once, she gave me her prized possession. A teddy bear, which she said would help me feel better. Which it did. I still have it to this day. Mr. Bear he's called. He sits proudly in my twins bedroom, watching over the next generation. I'm so fortunate and blessed to have met my husband when I did. I was ready to end it all when I met him. I was done. But there was another plan for me. 

Sadly, I have heard many of these same type of experiences, they aren't common.  Many women go from abuse to drug addiction and prostitution and never come out of it, or it takes many years.  You are very fortunate that you met your husband because most women who experienced what you did, don't get lucky, many of them die.  

This is why I believe that 90 percent (maybe more) of life is just chance, luck.  

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3 minutes ago, Neurochick said:

Sadly, I have heard many of these same type of experiences, they aren't common.  Many women go from abuse to drug addiction and prostitution and never come out of it, or it takes many years.  You are very fortunate that you met your husband because most women in your situation aren't that lucky.

That's very true. I know a lot that didn't. 

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5 minutes ago, Neurochick said:

Sadly, I have heard many of these same type of experiences, they aren't common.  Many women go from abuse to drug addiction and prostitution and never come out of it, or it takes many years.  You are very fortunate that you met your husband because most women in your situation aren't that lucky.

Maybe it wasn't luck. She's obviously intelligent and kind hearted. Her man saw qualities that she had that would have made her rise out of that life man or no man.

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4 hours ago, peacheslatour said:

That definitely sounds like Fate. Still though, you could have saved yourself. I believe that.

No. I was trapped. There was no way out. You didn't walk away from my pimp and his organization. That was made crystal clear at the beginning. I saw him literally shoot and kill a girl who thought she could leave. He had the resources to hunt you down if you tried to leave. Fear kept you there. He could make you disappear and nobody would give a shit. I saw that happen too. Girls would vanish, and he'd say "Let that be a lesson." You were nothing but a thing, and you did what you were told period. Otherwise, you'd get beaten. Then he'd work you for a week hard. You'd have 10 customers a day or more. And nasty guys who would be as hard on you as they could.  There was nowhere to turn. My husband took his life in his hands to get me out. 

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5 minutes ago, QuinnInND said:

No. I was trapped. There was no way out. You didn't walk away from my pimp and his organization. That was made crystal clear at the beginning. I saw him literally shoot and kill a girl who thought she could leave. He had the resources to hunt you down if you tried to leave. Fear kept you there. He could make you disappear and nobody would give a shit. I saw that happen too. Girls would vanish, and he'd say "Let that be a lesson." You were nothing but a thing, and you did what you were told period. Otherwise, you'd get beaten. Then he'd work you for a week hard. You'd have 10 customers a day or more. And nasty guys who would be as hard on you as they could.  There was nowhere to turn. My husband took his life in his hands to get me out. 

That's amazing. What a guy.

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1 hour ago, peacheslatour said:

How'd he do it?

After asking me about my pimp, and what kind of a man he was, habits, business ethics etc. He asked my pimp how much to buy me for good. The pimp threw out a ridiculous number ($10,000.00 as my husband told me later.) Got the pimp to put it in writing and sign it. The pimp figured my husband would just walk away.  Nope. He came back with $10,000.00 in cash.  My pimp was furious. He was an asshole, but was a man of his word. He raged at me, because he thought I knew what my husband was planning. I didn't. Slapped me across the room, and slammed me up against the wall and screamed in my face that I must have known. I thought I was going to die. But in the end, my pimp let me go. 

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3 hours ago, QuinnInND said:

No. I was trapped. There was no way out. You didn't walk away from my pimp and his organization. That was made crystal clear at the beginning. I saw him literally shoot and kill a girl who thought she could leave. He had the resources to hunt you down if you tried to leave. Fear kept you there. He could make you disappear and nobody would give a shit. I saw that happen too. Girls would vanish, and he'd say "Let that be a lesson." You were nothing but a thing, and you did what you were told period. Otherwise, you'd get beaten. Then he'd work you for a week hard. You'd have 10 customers a day or more. And nasty guys who would be as hard on you as they could.  There was nowhere to turn. My husband took his life in his hands to get me out. 

The sad thing is, that's not uncommon, been going on for decades.  I remember hearing about the Minnesota Strip when I was a teenager, back in the 1970's.

Beef stroganoff is one of my best friend's favorite meals, but I don't care for it at all.  I hate sour cream, don't like sirloin (I do like tri tip, well-marinated, but in general I'm not a huge beef fan; the only steak I love is ribeye, and I also like filet mignon), and it doesn't even look good on a plate to me.  I don't know why I have such an aversion to just the sight of it - I don't like it, but I could certainly eat it to be polite if it was served to me - but I do.

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12 hours ago, Bastet said:

Beef stroganoff is one of my best friend's favorite meals, but I don't care for it at all.  I hate sour cream, don't like sirloin (I do like tri tip, well-marinated, but in general I'm not a huge beef fan; the only steak I love is ribeye, and I also like filet mignon), and it doesn't even look good on a plate to me.  I don't know why I have such an aversion to just the sight of it - I don't like it, but I could certainly eat it to be polite if it was served to me - but I do.

Not a fan either. It isn't too bad when made with steak but have you ever seen what that shit looks like when it's made with ground beef? Hork.

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15 hours ago, icemiser69 said:

Yup, I have been there.   I have a big mouth, not that anyone here doesn't already know that, and there still wasn't enough room for all of my teeth.

When I was much younger, Hermey the dentist (I think the dude used to work in a toy factory up north) yanked out a bunch of teeth so that he could put braces on my teeth.  After all of those years of wearing braces, my teeth started to shift in all different directions all over again.  I went through a lot of pain to have my teeth straightened, what a waste.

I have seen this commercial so many times, if I had a dollar for every time it aired, I would be able to buy Elmer Fudd's mansion and a yacht.

The commercial was okay the first few times I saw it, but now it just grates.

 

Wait... Elmer Fudd has a mansion?

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17 hours ago, Colleenna said:

The son of a friend  had to  have palate expanders before he could get braces. I can't imagine. 

 

5 hours ago, QuinnInND said:

I have a friend who's son had to do the same thing. It was awful. 

Yep, I had one back in the 70s, and all 3 of my kids had them as well.  Thanks, genes.  I know it sounds awful, but it really wasn't any worse than all the other orthodontia procedures.  Which isn't saying much, I know.

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In one of the cartoons yes, he was a millionaire and owned a mansion and a yacht.

My neighbor put a quote from that cartoon under his yearbook photo in terms of what he wanted to accomplish after graduating.   He was just being a smart ass to see if anyone would pickup on it.  He wanted to be "a millionaire and own a mansion and a yacht."

Growing up, on Saturday mornings that is all I watched, Looney Tunes and Scooby Doo.  

MeTV has started airing commercials for old cartoons they will be airing on Saturday mornings starting in January.  I think that is a great move on their part.  Anything is better than the stale lineup they have been running.

Is it just my imagination or are commercials getting awfully repetitive lately?   It seems like I am seeing the same seven or eight commercials over and over again each half hour.   Is it too much to ask for them to mix it up?   They're not even clever, just boring and informative. 

The Charmin Bears must have gone into hibernation, I have not seen those bears in a very long time. 

Oh, cool! What cartoons will they be having? I hope their from the Golden Age. Looney Tunes, Merry Melodies and all the great Warner Bros. stuff.

 

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I had a white cat and every time he trotted away I thought of Elmer hopping away in his bunny outfit . "My name is Elmer J. Fudd, millionaire. I own a mansion and a yacht."

That and "kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit" to Ride of the Valkyries are cartoon things I still quote. From the non-Looney Tunes/Merry Melodies set:  "kill moose and squirrel," Fearless Leader, "fan mail from some flounder" and "that trick never works."

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3 minutes ago, ABay said:

I had a white cat and every time he trotted away I thought of Elmer hopping away in his bunny outfit . "My name is Elmer J. Fudd, millionaire. I own a mansion and a yacht."

That and "kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit" to Ride of the Valkyries are cartoon things I still quote. From the non-Looney Tunes/Merry Melodies set:  "kill moose and squirrel," Fearless Leader, "fan mail from some flounder" and "that trick never works."

I love Rocky and Bullwinkle! And I also sing the "kill the wabbit" song to this day. Is is sad that I got most of my knowledge of opera from cartoons and my biblical information from Hollywood?

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On 11/8/2020 at 7:12 PM, Gramto6 said:

My daughter had to have several teeth removed before she got her braces as her mouth was just too small for all of them. It is a thing. And this was 30+ years ago.

It's totally a thing! I know because that thing was also me! And, oooh, one of them had crazy-ass long root!

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