This was in an advice column for teens

One teenager had called her parents for a ride home from a party, because her boyfriend had had a few drinks. The parents picked her up, but then they put her on restriction and wouldn't allow her to see her boyfriend any more because he was irresponsible.

Now the younger sister says that if she finds herself in the same situation, she would take the ride with her boyfriend who has been drinking, because she sees how hard not being able to see her boyfriend has been on her sister.

The older sister also says that given another opportunity, she would not call her parents, because of they way they handled it.

Should the parents have handled it this way?

I can really see both sides of this one. I remember being punished by my parents for telling the truth about something after they promised they wouldn't punish us if we were honest. All it did was teach me that I couldn't trust my parents and that I shouldn't confess to anything.

I also can see how the parents wouldn't want their daughters hanging around somebody who was irresponsible enough to drive under the influence.

But the point is that their actions have had the opposite effect. Do you think the parents should have handled it differently?

I couldn't locate the original column, but here is the follow up: (http://www.sacbee.com/2010/08/17/2962912/readers-react-to-teen-drunken.html)

Did you ever get fooled by an envelope?

Can't judge a book by its cover or a letter by it's envelope...

We're having a heritage day thing at work in a couple of months, so I thought I'd get back onto translating my last couple German letters, and set up an exhibit.

For those of you who have missed all the excitement, I have 8 letters from 1922 & 1923 that were sent to my great-grandfather by relatives who were still living in Germany at the time.

The challenge has not so much been the German, since I'm fairly fluent, as with the old script that they wrote in back then. I got printouts from the internet, actually, and started working, and now I can actually read the stuff. And I haven't run into too much archaic German or dialect either, lucky, I guess.

Anyway, the first 6 letters are translated, and the 7th is deciphered except for a few words that are hard to read. Usually when I go back later, I'm able to get them though.

But Letter #8, now that is interesting. From the gorgeous handwriting on the envelope, I just figured this one would be a piece of cake. Nope. The writing on the letter itself is quite messy. I may need help with this one.

But I have learned a bit about that side of the family and what they had to live with, and it's fascinating. And also, heartbreaking! When I'm finished, I'll publish it all in my blog and link to it with a discussion here.

Did you ever get fooled by an envelope?

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What's your favorite food concoction?

I am the family garbage disposal. I am pretty much the only person in the family who will eat anything (if it's people food, that is, I'm not into eating toothpaste or whatever). I'm the only one who eats leftovers. There are few foods that I don't like, and I will even eat those (ie Brussel sprouts, teriyaki sauce) if they're placed in front of me.

And then there are weird (from other people's perspectives) foods. Elvis Presley was famous for liking fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches. Well my favorite weird food is Spaghetti and chili. I discovered it as a teenager at Bob's Big Boy.

You boil up some noodles and plop some chili on top of it (I like mine with cheese, no onions). Sorry, Irish, I know it's probably a "Yankee" way of eating chili, but I like the stuff.

What's your favorite food concoction that most other folks would consider weird?

Heavy Books - Back to School

You know, your parents walked 10 miles to school, carrying books, in the snow, uphill both ways, bla bla bla.

Well I did walk to school. The elementary was close, but the Jr. High was a half hour walk and the High School was 40 minutes. We didn't have backpacks, but we did have lockers, so we only brought home what was absolutely necessary.

Dearra's schedule seems to be conspiring against her this year though. She has three classes with very heavy books and those classes fall on the same day (Monday is every class for 40 minutes, and then the classes alternate days). Her classes are very far apart, and that makes it hard to get to her locker and make it to the next class on time. So on Tuesday and Thursday she ends up carrying her three biggest books all day long.

Why they couldn't put one of the classes with NO book on the day with two of the three that have large books, I don't know. I doubt they take book size into consideration when they schedule classes. All I know is, Dearra isn't very happy about it.

It is definitely NOT the time for the "uphill both ways" lecture...

Dratted cat

Dratted cat. I had the peeing problem all cleaned up. Tiger was confined to the large bedroom because we were pretty sure it was him, and because I'm meal feeding him, trying to get his weight down.

Thing is, I'm "separated" in my own house, and R has the bedroom. Sometimes the cat gets hungry at 2 am. So instead of putting a wee bit of food down, or throwing the cat in the bathroom, he opens the door.

Sure enough, this morning, I find pee in one of the spots that had been a problem.

If I tell R, about the pee, I will get the predictable, "I don't have a problem putting the cat to sleep."

Well how about this? YOU sleep in the bonus room. YOU shower downstairs. I'll deal with the cat?

But I digress.

Tiger never, ever pees on the carpet in the bedroom. He uses the litter box. So I know it's not a medical problem. And we've used some pretty powerful products to get the urine out. I suppose I could put up another electric thingie. That kept the problem out of the living room for a long time. But I think I'm dealing with attitude here more than anything. Dumb cat.