I used to be in the "it's rude and disrespectful" camp. Ok, I still think it is but I no longer get bent about it unless it is a meal I spent all day working on. And that is a pretty rare occurrence. My stance is "this is what was prepared for the meal. If you want something else, there is the kitchen. Clean up after yourself or I will be dumping the dirty stuff on your bed while you are sleeping. Also, in your case, there are health reasons involved. When there is a health thing any meal I prepare revolves around that. Dh is a type II diabetic. Heavy carb meals are reserved for when he won't be there. I think it is rude to have a meal that one family member enjoys but is unable to have. Everyone is free to eat what they want on their own time. Family meals are diabetic friendly

I want to thank everyone for their input. After much soul searching and conversation with ds, we agreed that the gf could sleep in his room. Only to be told an hour later that she might not be coming after all because she has the opportunity to pick up some hours at her job. Right now, a win win for me. Brownie points for being okay with it and not actually having to do it.

It shouldn't. Which is the point I was making to my husband. No double standard in my house.

All of these perspectives have been very helpful. When he asked me earlier today I told him I would need a couple of days to process and figure out me feelings on the matter. Dh is fine with then sleeping in the same room. Although I asked him if he would feel the same way when dd asks this in a couple of years. What is good for one is good for the other. Needless to say we are both pondering.

Perspective is very helpful. My gut reaction of no is based on my own belief of living arrangements before marriage. It is not so much a prevention of sex. Sleeping arrangements are irrelevant to that. An image of impropriety, perhaps. A concern that I am responsible for this young woman while she is a guest in my home. On the one hand, they are both 19. For certain they have been sharing sleeping quarters at college. What does it really matter. I really don't have a moral objection. I just don't like the idea. And it is probably tied more to the reality that my first born is no longer a baby.

Ds (19) asked if his girlfriend can come visit for a few days before they return to college. Sure, no problem. But then he asked if they can sleep in the same room. Uh, no. But then I started thinking about why it is a no. Would you allow it?

It is so brutally cold here so my family is asking for stick to your ribs comfort foods. Right now I have a brisket slow roasting. Yesterday it was baked ziti. Later in the week I will make a lentil chili.

DD got her acceptance to Quinnipiac today. With a nice scholarship. Only waiting on one more school. Although, to be honest she is deciding between Susquehanna and Clark. Both gave great merit aid but one is a significantly better offer. We are going to attempt to negotiate because the better offer came from her 2nd pick.

2001- a puzzle storage case and a stroller snack and activity tray. I don't have another order under my account for 8 more years. Since I know I had ordered in that time period I must have been logged in as my husband. It is funny how I went from ordering two things around the holidays to almost monthly now. My dh had his account long before I had my own. He probably opened his when Amazon started in 94.

Me, too. I love the challenges.

Yoga with Adrienne. http://yogawithadriene.com/ She has lots of free videos. And her next free 30 day yoga challenge starts January 1st.

Smile, nod, and remember "no" is a complete sentence. Nothing else required even if pushed. Or avoid answering their phone calls. Or, when sales pitch starts shout out "what was that, honey? I'll be right there. Got to go."

At least you received a free sample to soften the blow of Christmas wishes really being a sales motivator. Focusing on the silver lining. Goals for the new year.

Woohoo. Another acceptance. Adelphi University.

The Amazon app let's me know the package has been delivered so I can grab it before the porch pirates.

To date, I have only mixed up my children's name with each other and the dog. Usually when I am exasperated and just trying to get a name out.

I think he is assigning good parenting to some luck of the draw.

I have never met a small child with my name: Kathy (no, it not short for Kathrine or Kathleen). I also haven't come across any children named: Dara Denise Linda Deborah Marcy Jill Nancy Allison Renee Ruth Lisa Sherry Shari Melissa Stacy Suzanne And for Boys Wayne Bruce Frank Saul

Was this land grab via purchasing power happening while the Jewish People were being herded up and shipped to concentration camps? When the State of Israel was being created a 2 state solution was offered. The Arab leaders of the time rejected the offer as they didn't want Israel to be created at all. Yet, somehow the Jewish People are at fault for the lack of a Homeland. I don't like anyone being displaced from the place they call home. There are very real people who are just trying to be good people. Roof over their head, food on the table, and healthy family. Too many people are swept up in situations caused by governments. I wish I knew what the solution is but I fear there is too much hatred by sects of people right now for an effective solution to be reached at this time.

No, it wouldn't bother me. Would I have a moment of annoyance that it didn't fit in with my carefully planned menu? Probably.

I am a gift bag person not a wrap with a bow person. However, back in the day I absolutely saved bows,tissue paper, wrapping paper, and gift bags. I still save gift bags and tissue paper. If I received a present with a bow I would probably save it. Reduce, reuse, recycle. It is fiscally responsible and kind to the environment.

Your link isn't working. To answer your question, the pre-emptive strike is a defensive war when you look at the events leading up to the strike.

Since I would be annoyed by having this thrust upon me last minute my first thought is "You get a washcloth! And you get a washcloth! Everyone gets a washcloth." And they would all be white to keep with the w theme.

My sister was fond of giving me a good pinch to grow an inch. I had buried that memory.

I don't recall my parents doing it but I do remember all the kids in class forming a line and the birthday kid crawled through everyone's legs and got a birthday whack on the butt.