I just had my third baby boy and need to purchase a new car seat. I think I want to get the Britax from target because of the side impact feature. I’m just wondering how other parents feel about it.
Thanks in advance.
Lets say that your parents tell you if you come home late even on weekends you must sleep in your car. They will allow you to put a cott in a windowless guest house that has no restroom inside the guest house.
The oneroom guest house would be heated and would keep out wind and rain.
What would you choose?
Lets say you couldn’t afford a hotel?
Your car has a back seat that is very comfortable.
The oneroom guest house has a solid door with a lock.
The cott in the guest house would actually be a single mattress.
Since you would use the guest house your mother would allow you to decorate and paint the inside of the guest house.
For example your mom would allow you to paint the inside of the door and the walls.
Unfortunatley you wouldn’t be able to put windows inside.
Would you be afraid to close the door while you would be inside the one room windowless guest house?
The guest house gets warm and toasty with the little heater on.
This guest house is very small. Its about 40 square feet.
The guest house has no holes or windows in it.
Lets say the guesthouse has a mirror inside?
The area you live in a crappy motel costs 0 per night.
The door on the otuside is aqua blue. The inside of the door is unfinished/unpainted wood. What would you piant on the inside of the door? Colors or mural?
What would designs or colors would you paint on the walls?
Ok, I am rephrasing this question, because some people misunderstood…
The reception will be on a beachfront patio on Lake Tahoe. The trouble is- the patio will only comfortably seat 90 people, and we have 120 coming, including the wedding party (which is 16 people). They won’t let us expand the dance flooring onto the beach at all because it’s a public beach. We really only need the space during dinner service, because after that we are removing some of the banquet tables and adding cocktail tables. I do NOT want to have the reception indoors, as the ballroom is outdated and frankly, ugly.
Would it be ridiculous to have the ‘head table’ be a big white beach blanket and beach chairs right next to the patio? The wedding party and some of our younger cousins and friends would all sit out in the chairs… We have already spoken to some of them who like the idea, and are on board to sit in beach chairs. My grandma saw my post on facebook and practically demanded that she get a seat in the sand!
Now, before you go all crazy- consider that we are serving Texas BBQ and playing a lot of classic rock. We are serving lots of bourbon cocktails with funny white trash names and having an extensive beer ‘buffet’. Also, we’ll have a game of horseshoes set up while others dance. It’s not your typical wedding, but it is still going to be very nice, with organic food and good wine. So it’s not that I’m trashy and can’t afford seats for everyone…I just want everyone outside on the patio. If some of the tables have to go inside, then we will have to decorate the entire hideous ballroom, and I really do not want to do that. At the same time, I don’t want to offend any old people. Do you think they’ll be weirded out by us not being at proper tables?
I know old people get all weird about wedding ettiquette..
Also- there are definitely going to be 110 people at least, 120 at max. There will be no children (we are having them all babysat at the hotel so their parents can enjoy).
Also, we are renting lots of outdoor heaters and buying a bunch of blankets that match the colors so that nobody will be cold. So, no one will want to be inside.
Thanks for your time, and if you have a genius (or just good) idea, please let me know! If you just don’t like our ‘theme’, please keep it to yourself- I don’t care.
Lets say that your parents tell you if you come home late even on weekends you must sleep in your car. They will allow you to put a cott in a windowless guest house that has no restroom inside the guest house.
The oneroom guest house would be heated and would keep out wind and rain.
What would you choose?
Lets say you couldn’t afford a hotel?
Your car has a back seat that is very comfortable.
The oneroom guest house has a solid door with a lock.
The cott in the guest house would actually be a single mattress.
Since you would use the guest house your mother would allow you to decorate and paint the inside of the guest house.
For example your mom would allow you to paint the inside of the door and the walls.
Unfortunatley you wouldn’t be able to put windows inside.
Would you be afraid to close the door while you would be inside the one room windowless guest house?
The guest house gets warm and toasty with the little heater on.
This guest house is very small. Its about 40 square feet.
The guest house has no holes or windows in it.
I just turned 13 but I don’t ever want to be 14 because I want to die now. I had to pee bad after lunch but there was no time and I could have held it in english class but the heater was broken so it was too hot in the room because they couldnt shut it off. and also its the teachers fault because he is so boring. i fell asleep at my desk. Yes i wet my bed and wear diapers at night but nobody knew. but now they all know what happened in class. i woke up and they were all laughing and i was wet and there wwas a puddle. i ran out of the class and ran home. I think if i take all the pills in the medicine cabinet i will die. But the only other thing is to run away or tell my parents that we have to move and ill go to a new school. if they dont move ill run away. or maybe just take all the pills. my brain is going crazy and i dont know what to do. i didnt even change my pants because i dont deserve dry pants. the computer seat is all wet. i dont deserve dry pants.
Lets say that your parents tell you if you come home late even on weekends you must sleep in your car. They will allow you to put a cott in a windowless guest house that has no restroom inside the guest house.
The oneroom guest house would be heated and would keep out wind and rain.
What would you choose?
Lets say you couldn’t afford a hotel?
Your car has a back seat that is very comfortable.
The oneroom guest house has a solid door with a lock.
The cott in the guest house would actually be a single mattress.
Since you would use the guest house your mother would allow you to decorate and paint the inside of the guest house.
For example your mom would allow you to paint the inside of the door and the walls.
Unfortunatley you wouldn’t be able to put windows inside.
Would you be afraid to close the door while you would be inside the one room windowless guest house?
The guest house gets warm and toasty with the little heater on.
This guest house is very small. Its about 40 square feet.
The guest house has no holes or windows in it.
Lets say the guesthouse has a mirror inside?
The area you live in a crappy motel costs 0 per night.
The door on the otuside is aqua blue. The inside of the door is unfinished/unpainted wood. What would you piant on the inside of the door? Colors or mural?
What would designs or colors would you paint on the walls?
Yesterday i was with my band and we was playing guitar and it was very cold in the garage, so at times we would stop to go inside and warm up then go back out..and yes i am a smoker, i honestly really wished i never started but have been smoking for about 6 months or around there i really do not know (my father, Grandpa on my moms and dads side were smokers), but we would smoke in the cold and i would sing/scream then i would go back in and warm up then go out and practice more soon after that day we turned on this huge heater that requires kerosine to work, as that was on we smoked.. around like 4 in the morning we was done for the day and i slept on my love seat, i had to like pack myself almost like a ball but that whole day i was fine no lung problems, as soon as i woke up i noticed when i took in deep breaths it kinda hurt and i woke up at about 12:43 p.m. and right now it is 12:40 a.m. and my lungs feel a little better not as much pain as there was.. i really want to know what is happening to me and if im going to okay..im very scared by this, thank you for reading this
also my parents do not know i smoke, how can i tell them this
Lets say that your parents tell you if you come home late even on weekends you must sleep in your car. They will allow you to put a cott in a windowless guest house that has no restroom inside the guest house.
The oneroom guest house would be heated and would keep out wind and rain.
What would you choose?
Lets say you couldn’t afford a hotel?
Your car has a back seat that is very comfortable.
The oneroom guest house has a solid door with a lock.
The cott in the guest house would actually be a single mattress.
Since you would use the guest house your mother would allow you to decorate and paint the inside of the guest house.
For example your mom would allow you to paint the inside of the door and the walls.
Unfortunatley you wouldn’t be able to put windows inside.
Would you be afraid to close the door while you would be inside the one room windowless guest house?
The guest house gets warm and toasty with the little heater on.
This guest house is very small. Its about 40 square feet.
The guest house has no holes or windows in it.
Lets say the guesthouse has a mirror inside?
The area you live in a crappy motel costs 0 per night.
The door on the otuside is aqua blue. The inside of the door is unfinished/unpainted wood. What would you piant on the inside of the door? Colors or mural?
What would designs or colors would you paint on the walls?
Okay..So, I’ll be moving out in about a year. There is a house next door that my parents just got. It needs some re-pairs. It is rather small…you can turn a circle in the middle of the house and see every room if all the doors were open. It has 1 bedroom, a big utilitity room (that could be a bedroom if it didn’t have holes in the floor for the washer/dryer, air conditioner thing?, and that box that controls all the lights? (-: ). The kitchen only has two cabinets above the sink, no counter space really, and the hot water heater is in the kitchen (i’ve never seen anything like that..i’ve always seen ones that have their own space..like a closet). The living room is big enough for a good sized television, a sofa, and maybe a love seat, and a table for a lamp. No dinning room…The bathroom is missing a part of the shower…the wood is just exposed (i’m not sure how to explain it.)
What can I do for more counter space? Repairing door frames, light switch covers, carpet/tile cost
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paint for the outside of the house (keep in mind it isn’t big at all). Repairing holes in the walls..The walls are all wood panel. There is very insulation in the house, and the windows aren’t double panned…so it will be difficult on keeping the house cooled/heated. I just need advice on how to fix things up…and the cost of it.
Thanks.
I need tips on storing food as well..Barely any cabinet space like i said..and there is no pantry. What can I use to store food in..other than a refridgerator 
I’m writing a story, and I’d like to know if this is a good start/introduction to the character.
Why does school have to happen so early? Why can’t it start in the afternoon? It’s obviously a conspiracy… I just haven’t figured out what They’re trying to do to us. Before I open my eyes I know it’s early. The sunlight blares down on me, my eyelids warm. I throw a small fit, pissed because I didn’t wait for the alarm. I sit up quickly, the covers falling down my chest. I pull the cover over my legs, climbing out of bed. Scooting to the bathroom I drag my feet across the warm hardwood floor.
My stomach growls as I climb into the shower. This is going to be a day to remember; I can feel it. This is the trip I’ve been waiting for all week. We’re going to the Museum of Historic Landmarks, which is basically a place where people put old things that nobody wants. History is probably the worst class this year. I got stuck with Mr. Lotting. He’s the biggest douche in the school. We’re finally getting out of his class all day. The entire History department is excited.
The steaming water hits my back roughly, dripping down my body. I open my shampoo and squirt some into my hand, rubbing it in my hair. The trip was first come first serve, and luckily I was one of the first ones. My brother and I, should I say. My brothers a bother. All he wants to do is hang out with me. That’s not going to happen. I continue to shampoo and rinse out my hair, humming a tune that I heard on the radio.
Ellie’s not going though. Her parents are going through some things, and the fifty dollars it cost to go to the trip is out of the question. That and she lost the permission slip. Ellie’s been my girl since freshman year. Two years ago I asked her to the dance and she said yes. Ever since then we’ve been together. I, on the other hand, have had the slip in my history binder since I got it. I’d do anything to escape Lotting’s class.
I turn off the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. Stepping out I slip and grab onto the towel rack. I run gel through my hair, my fingers reaching every inch of my head. I then brush it down, most of it covering my eyes. I brush my teeth and head to my closet. I pull on some band t-shirt, my ripped jeans, and a pair of nikes. I grab my jacket and pull it over my shoulders. I look at myself in the mirror. My boxers are poking out of a hole on my thigh so I pull them down to cover it. I look fine.
"Brady! The bus is here! Hurry up!" My mom calls from downstairs. I roll my eyes and run to the window. My brother Eric is walking out of the front door. I turn and run to my nightstand. I run across my bed and reach for my backpack. Two binders fall out as the bus honks. Eric must have told the driver I was coming. I quickly grab one, slamming into my backpack as I dash out of my bedroom door. I take the stairs two at a time, kiss my mom on the cheek and run out of the house.
I can see the driver’s glare before I reach the bus. He’s not keen on waiting for kids. I mumble an apology as I look for a seat. My friend Matt is looking at me, waiting for me to sit by him. I dodge loose feet as I walk down the aisle. I plop down next to him as he starts to mumble about some stupid comic. I organize my backpack as the bus bounces. I take out the folder that fell minutes ago and look for my slip. After minutes of shuffling I realize that my history binder is in my bedroom. I slam my head on the glass window in anger.
I forgot, the chapters are named after songs I was listening to to get the feel for the chapter, so this one is "Hey, Soul Sister" by Train.
