Nagging: repetitive inquiring/asking/reminding, with a tone of escalating irritability. Why, oh why, do we nag?! It annoys the nag-ee. It actually even annoys the nagger! Plus, nagging doesn't work. Even if it elicits the desired results (i.e., the thing we're rattling on about actually gets accomplished), it's with a certain weary spitefulness. So why are we compelled to do it? And why is it so difficult to stop?...more
Um. Let me see …1) You present your opinion on a given subject in a consistant way—just so the other person doesn't forget. That shows constancy and dedication.2) You emphasise your point of view—just so they don't think you've changed your mind. That shows good teaching and communication skills.3) You insist on your opinion being understood. That shows your strength of purpose....more
"Hello father, forgive me, it's been 5 months since my last confession and my daughter and I got into a heated discussion this morning as I was driving her to college and some piece of crap deliberately cut me off...My daughter told me that while she thought it was OK to honk at the moron it was not OK to flip him off...I disagree...I feel that you need to combine the two or it's not as effective...thoughts?"
My daughter...did you just give up smoking?...more
My husband started a new job in January. It's a good job and we're lucky, that's what I keep telling myself. But the hours are a pain in the ass. He works in the City from 10 until 7. You add the additional 4 hours of commute time everyday and that's a long day.
Sorry brief interruption. My son just asked me what is sperm? He's 10. Then he asked me, "What time is it?" That's the fourth time he's asked me what time it is since 8:03. It's 8:10 now.
Many mothers tell me, including my own, that I have no idea what I'm talking about because I have no children of my own. I am not married, and I have no idea who it feels to be a married-woman-with-children.
I'm a nag.
There, I said it. Acknowledging that you have a problem is the first step towards recovery. Now what the hell do I do?
I'm a do-er. I make lists (no more than one a week) and take a small amount of joy in checking each To Do item off, one by one. Don't get me wrong, I can procrastinate with the rest of 'em, but when it comes down to shit that just needs to get done, I do it.