Vocal Voices

by **Ally** » 08 Feb 2013, 17:14

...and entered the hell zone that is Jacob's room. :shock:

Armed with a gas mask and a bottle of vodka I've painted 3/4 of the walls. :lol:

Will finish the painting tomorrow, put up his new curtains, new light shade and new bed linen.

And then quietly close his door and never, ever go in again. :lol:

I am certainly having a few beers tonight. :lol:

by **Lozzles** » 08 Feb 2013, 17:48

Well done that woman :lol:

I'm facing my fear tonight, going to the milonga with a head full of cotton wool :lol:

by **Ally** » 08 Feb 2013, 17:50

Lozzles wrote:Well done that woman

I'm facing my fear tonight, going to the milonga with a head full of cotton wool

Good luck Loz and I hope it goes well.

by **Kaz** » 08 Feb 2013, 17:56

Good luck Loz - big hugs from me (((((x)))))

Ally you are a brave woman!!!!! Enjoy your medicinal voddy

by **Lozzles** » 08 Feb 2013, 17:57

Ta

I'll give it my best shot.

On the subject of bedrooms...I managed to persuade youngests girlfriend to push him into sorting his room out. So far it has stayed tidy for all of 3 weeks

I think she threatened to leave him :lol:

by **Kaz** » 08 Feb 2013, 18:00

Tee hee

by **miasmum** » 08 Feb 2013, 18:41

Ally why have you painted his walls with vodka?????

by **tonicha** » 08 Feb 2013, 18:46

miasmum wrote:Ally why have you painted his walls with vodka?????

by **Workingman** » 08 Feb 2013, 19:08

I remember the great battle of wills (about 2001) son v mum.

She had gone in with a pile of ironing to find the previous pile dumped on the floor. That was it, she was doing no more! Anything and everything that was not in its correct place was bundled into black bags and put in the car port.

Son comes home to a stripped bed and near empty wardrobe and drawers. Pas problem! He sleeps in his uniform, goes to school in his uniform, goes out in his uniform. Not a word is said - this pi55es off mum no end. Eventually, when he is in the shower, she sneaks in and removes his now tramp-like uniform leaving him with only one pair of clean underpants.

Next day he is going to school.... in just underpants. :shock:

'No you are not'
'Yes, I am'
Eventually sense kicks in, for both of them, and a fresh uniform is dug out of the black bags, but when he gets home he has to iron the rest or he is grounded - end of. At that point he realised exactly how much work mum puts in keeping him clean and tidy.

Son 0 -1 mum.