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s@&$ my grandma says...
feel free to insert yours, as well.
My grandma called me 3 nights in a row, leaving frantic messages to call her about their visit in June. JUNE! They're coming for a week and need to make plans to visit DH's grandparents, need their #. I'm sorry, you're all 80 years old and sit around all day, do you really need to make your plans RIGHT NOW?! God...
Then, she finishes the conversation with "so, are you fat yet?"
She's lucky she's not in a wheelchair, I'd find the steepest hill in Jacksonville and let her @ss go...
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Re: s@&$ my grandma says...
Whenever anyone sees my grandma whoever she likes has "lost weight" and whoever she doesn't like has "gained weight" since last time she saw them.
It's a wonder we're not all morbidly obese or anorexic-looking given her one-note judgement of that.
My mom's mom was exactly the opposite of Madisen--if you 'gained weight', you looked good. If you'd lost weight, you must've been sick or starving yourself.
Grandmas are weird.
No grandmas for me. Can I add a s@&$ my mother says? Ever since I started running a lot (about 1 1/2yr ago when I started training for my first marathon) she's been crazy about my health & Dr's appointments & always finds some story about someone who died doing whatever activity it is that I'm taking part in (which is funny since I'm in the best shape of my life.) She's a nurse practitioner so I already get a bunch of unsolicited medical advice. This was the conversation between us the other day:
Me: I signed up for one of those relays I was telling you about. 10 person team, 198 miles from Miami to Key West.
Mom: What?! Well you're going to need a hell of a lot more people than that!!!
Me: They only allow 11, mom. lol It's not a big deal. Each person runs 3-4 legs at 6-7 miles per leg. The difficult part will be that it goes over the course of 36 hrs and you have to jump right back into a van and sit for hours between each leg. I think it will be a fun race to add to my list!
Mom: ::Silence:: Sounds like a blood clot waiting to happen to me, Christie. Especially for someone who's on Birth Control!
Me:
Now she realizes she's being a little crazy/overly motherly, but she's only 52 (& quite sane in all other areas.) God help me if this worsens with age.
This one is pretty messed up ... I'm agnostic and pretty much have been my whole life. When I was 10, my great grandmother told me I was the reason my grandma (her daughter) died. No, actually, it was her alcoholism ... but way to screw with a 10 year old's mind.
My grandpa (on my dad's side) told my mom that the reason she had cancer and now has MS is because my grandma was Irish, and don't you know, Irish women all drank while they were pregnant. It was "acceptable" in their circles, but of course, Puertorican women didn't do that.
The kicker is that my dad currently has cancer. I asked my grandpa if he was sure grandma wasn't drinking while she was pregnant, or if she just did lots of drugs since drinking wasn't acceptable for them. That went over well.
My last gyno appt was shortly after I had lost about 12 lbs.
I texted my mom: Weight today was 135!
Mom's response (who is a size 1): guess I'm not the only one that needs to lose a few lbs
And I can definitely see you saying that to your grandpa. Haha!
Yeah. I'm not exactly the type to bite my tongue, even with family. He has gotten much worse as he's gotten older. I get that old people are set in their ways but to say things like that to my mom is just NOT okay. I told my mom that when we get pregnant that I'm going to walk around with a beer in my hand whenever my grandpa is around and when he says something I'll just say "What? I'm part Irish after all." It gave her a good laugh since she was pretty upset by what he said.
My SIL recently had to have an emergency (read: lifesaving, mandatory) surgery. They are doing alright, but she is currently out of work and they simply couldn't afford the surgery, so a lot of it is being paid for by uncle sam (aka: the taxpayers)
My FIL's take:
"Well, I suppose the working among us will be paying for your healthcare"
You would think. He normally IS very sweet, which is what makes it so strange when he randomly fires off one of these insensitive comments.
Love this Thread!
Growing up in Southern CA my best friend, Monique, was African American. We were inseperable. My grandma came out to visit and observed this. At one point she tried to influence me to "get a new, white friend." Hmmmm the first time I (at 7 years old) ever experienced real racism. Thanks Gammie.