If that was my mother I would've been angrier than the whole hornet's nest. Really? Who does that? I would not have resorted to watching it, I would have said something.

Actually, reading that just makes me all sorts of angry. I hope your mother and your sister are okay.

I'd have gone straight to the desk, interrupted the SS talking, and have spoken straight to the nurse/receptionist. "Excuse me, but this woman just shoved my disabled mother out of the way to get here first. Could you please have someone make sure my mother is alright before you help this woman?"

If that was my mother I would've been angrier than the whole hornet's nest. Really? Who does that? I would not have resorted to watching it, I would have said something.

Actually, reading that just makes me all sorts of angry. I hope your mother and your sister are okay.

Well, I was in that awkward position of being close enough to see it, but far enough away to not be able to immediately intervene. I did see the security guard say something, and my mother didn't want me making a scene, so I let it drop.

My sister will be fine. She has an appointment with a plastic surgeon first thing in the morning.

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Some people lift weights. I lift measures. It's a far more esoteric workout. - (Quoted from a personal friend)

Still catching up, but that is sad. My grandparents got lost on the way here for Christmas. New grandma I can forgive, since she hasn't lived in DesertTown for more than a year at this point. But Grandpa? He transferred here when my mum was in Highschool, is why we live here in the first place, and has driven to our house many many times. Its not like we've ever moved, either, and there's around 3, feasible, direct routes, plus some awful number of scenic routes. Mum's looking to have Grandma and Grandpa put under care, though this has angered him to no end. Nevermind any other scary incidents that have happened recently with them...

It is sad. It's terrifying too. My mom was a good traveler in her life. She took herself to Europe and lived there for a year, and had all kinds of adventures, at age 22-23. Took herself back to London about 10 years ago. Had fun that time too, for another year. But that memory thing just guts their brains. I had written out very good text directions on how to get to my house. Take Hwy 101 south to Bleah exit. Turn left at bottom of ramp and go .3 miles. You will be at Fumblebum Way. Turn left and go 2.7 miles. And so on. She had followed those directions for years (literally, the same piece of paper, she kept it in her glove box). Between the two hip replacements, she stopped being able to follow them, nor could she remember the landmarks that hadn't changed any. She would get lost and find herself and reorient as long as it was day time, but it became impossible to leave early enough to arrive in daytime. I had a hotel lobby call me up and beg me to come GET HER because she was driving him nuts. She was about 3 freeway exits from me, but only about 20 minutes, so I went and got her, and she followed me back to my apartment. We had tried, for a few years, to go up to her place so she wouldn't have to travel, but her tiny apartment was SO small, and she couldn't be trusted to cook anymore, and we lived 3 hours away, and it really did not work at all. As long as she could drive down, she could come and stay for a few days.

It was a HUGE relief when I got her into care. It was bumpy, because she was furious that she was suddenly so curtailed, but she really did not see how her condition had caused the whole thing. It just was not safe for her to live alone anymore. If nothing else, she likes her bedtime brandy, and combining that with two strong sleeping pills meant she spent the night on the kitchen floor one time, because she passed out after a dinner out, and wasn't found until the next morning by a neighbor. Mom had no idea how she had come to be on the floor, and it truly is amazing that she didn't hit her head on the very sharp corner of the kitchen counter and bleed out. No unexplained fainting since we took away her brandy, and the doctor put her on a sleeping pill her liver can handle better.

She was an extremely difficult woman, and we had a very rocky relationship. I am grateful that her memory issues have now made her a much meeker person, so less difficult for me to help her.

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Newly widowed, fairly cranky, prone to crying at the drop of a hat. Newly a MIL; not yet a Grandma. Keeper of chickens and dispenser of eggs! Owner of Lard Butt Noelle, kitteh extraordinaire!

DH and I were looking at furniture this morning and on the way back to my mum's I stopped at ASDA. As I was leaving, I drove past the biggest SS I have ever seen. There was a row of Disabled Parking and some one had parked blocking two, if not three, of the spaces. Not even parked in the spaces but on the road in front of the spaces. I will draw it as describing it might not work. D is the disabled spaces. The car was empty so not even some one waiting to load. The loading area right in front of them was empty as well.

store front | D | D | D| D | door-Car- \Designated loading area\

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“For too long, we've assumed that there is a single template for human nature, which is why we diagnose most deviations as disorders. But the reality is that there are many different kinds of minds. And that's a very good thing.” - Jonah Lehrer

This past summer my DH, a friend, and I went to dinner. The restaurant's lobby was busy/crowded but there was a clear line to the hostess stand. A woman came in behind me and slowly moved this way and that way and carefully worked her way forward. I kept an eye on her because I was suspicious of her game and sure enough, she cut in line and gave her party's information ahead of the woman ahead of me. Of course the woman ahead of me noticed but she didn't say anything (we are a small community and people do just let some things slide). However, when I got to the hostess stand I gave them my party's information and pointed to the name 2 above mine and said that woman had cut in front of me and the prior woman. The hostess looked at the other woman who nodded her head in agreement. We were both seated before the woman who cut.

I was taking a walk around the neighborhood and someone posted a sign on their tree that said "Do NOT leave your dog poop on our property!!!"

I have been tempted to put up a sign myself. If you can't take responsibility for your dog, you shouldn't have one.

We ran into a person who yells at us about letting our dogs poop at all, even though we clean it up. Little dog was pooping on the grass Not in his yard. It was yard, sidewalk, grass strip, curb, road, and little dog was on the grass strip. We looked at him like he was crazy, big dog looked at him like he was crazy, little dog kind of twisted while pooping to see who the crazy was. He kept yelling even as little dog finished up and I bagged his poo for disposal.

Am I a bad person for making this the unofficial pooping spot because I like poking the crazy with a stick? He still yells 2-3 times a week even though we clean up.

I was taking a walk around the neighborhood and someone posted a sign on their tree that said "Do NOT leave your dog poop on our property!!!"

I have been tempted to put up a sign myself. If you can't take responsibility for your dog, you shouldn't have one.

We ran into a person who yells at us about letting our dogs poop at all, even though we clean it up. Little dog was pooping on the grass Not in his yard. It was yard, sidewalk, grass strip, curb, road, and little dog was on the grass strip. We looked at him like he was crazy, big dog looked at him like he was crazy, little dog kind of twisted while pooping to see who the crazy was. He kept yelling even as little dog finished up and I bagged his poo for disposal.

Am I a bad person for making this the unofficial pooping spot because I like poking the crazy with a stick? He still yells 2-3 times a week even though we clean up.

My next door neighbor actually asked us not to let our dog go on the grass strip next to the curb. She believes that all of the property belongs to her, while the grass strip near the curb is public property. I just turn right instead of left when taking the dog for a walk. If she wasn't my next door neighbor, I'd probably just shrug and let my dog do his business there.

This is all past tense now - our dog died December 13th. We are getting a new puppy - she comes tomorrow! - and I'll still probably go left.