Tuesday, September 17, 2013

September Update: Things Mrs. G. wants and doesn't want to admit

Things Mrs. G. Wants to Admit

~Mrs. G. is excited about revamping her blog. It is going to be reminiscent of the old Women's Colony but different in all befitting ways. Despite learning everything she knows about technology from the Amish, Mrs. G. is building this site from the bottom up. Let's hear it for new tricks, old dogs.

~Mr. & Mrs. G. are successfully taking advantage of the Empty Nest. They have been more spontaneous just for the hell of it -- dinners out, uninhibited screaming matches, weekend trips planned, cooking optional.



~Mrs. G. wakes up every morning and thanks God that she doesn't have to placate assholes fixated on organic rotisserie chickens.



~After a the Financially Strapped Summer of the Bambinos, Mrs. G. was able to go out tonight and buy new shirts for Mr. G. and undergarments for herself. And just to grandstand, she bought Klondike Ice Cream Sandwiches...not on sale.

~The three tomato plants Mr. G. planted have yielded, easily, 75 tomatoes. Tomorrow, Mrs. G. is attempting to make fresh marinara sauce.



~Mrs.G's daughter loves her new job (her first paycheck yielded her an awesome cut and color)...



 and Mrs. G's son has fallen for New York.




Things Mrs. G. Doesn't Want to Admit

~Despite Mrs. G's success with dealing with the empty nest, she frequently wakes up in her son's bed. Disturbing? Maybe. Weird? Probably. But it's the truth and she's dealing with it.

~It appears the Bigger Love movie isn't going to happen. Mrs. G. will give you the full story soon, but for now, give her a couple of weeks to feel sorry for herself. Mrs. G. said no three times when she was approached by the A&E Network to option her blog, mainly because she has been through YOU ARE SO AWESOME! projects falling through at the last minute. Last week, true to form, this project bit the dust. Mrs. G. is trying to be gracious, but it is slightly killing her that the network of Dance Moms and Supermarket Superstar has written her work off as pedestrian. Tears continue to sporadically fall, but now that Mrs. G. has new undergarments things should start looking up.

Actually, no new bras or underwear can ease this particular disappointment speedy quick, but Mrs. G. is putting on a brave face for you because she's not sure what else to do.

"Depp will help give life to Miguel de Cervantes's famed character Don Quixote in a modern-day film for Disney, Deadline.com reports. The actor is set to produce the movie about the hero of La Mancha, but no word yet on whether he'll be acting in the project. Hewitt will executive produce a Lifetime movie based on a post from Heather Gattuccio's blog Derfwad ManorDeadline.com reports. In the blog post, the happily married mother dreams of polygamy with A-list stars. The movie tells a new version of the story of a bored homemaker's fictional blog about her own polygamy but when she starts getting noticed for her online presence, she must keep up the charade." 

~Mrs. G's dog Gus won't shit outside if it's raining. You might recall Mrs. G. lives in Seattle, where rain falls, on average, 150 days per year. Please send advice or prayers.



~Mrs. G's dog Chewie is perfect, faultless, and Mrs. G. struggles not to favor him. That's a lie. There is no struggle, she favors him. Please send advice and prayers.


It's late and that about covers it. Feel free to share what you do or don't want to admit. No pressure. Mrs. G. has no shortage on her plate, but it's still cathartic to know she's not alone.

135 comments:

  1. There's so much here that I'm going to have to go wrap my head around all of it, then come back to read again and comment.

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    1. Indeed there is a lot to process. Once I start writing, I just put it all out there.

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  2. Happy everyone seems to be adjusting to the new living arrangements. Hope the blog building isn't giving you a headache.

    Darla

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    1. The blog building is building my confidence. Win/Win!

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    1. Damn indeed. I'm thinking about closing the comments because how much can one woman ask her readers to digest.

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    2. Give us time. WE can do hard things. Even digest all of that.

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  4. I've been thinking about you, Mrs. G. Sending you good vibes. Also, my dog won't shit outside when it's raining or very snowy until she is downright desperate. She is made of sugar and believes she may melt. Sometimes I have to go outside and stand in the yard with her where as usually I just open the back door and she comes back and stands at it when she's done. You're probably already going outside with Gus in which case, I got nothin' for ya.
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    1. Yeah, I do stand outside with him but he just looks at me like, "Hey, what are we doing out here?" I guess I'll just keep cleaning it up with toilet paper and a spritz of Nature's Miracle.

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    2. Sadly, have resorted to puppy pads for 13 year old dog that won't poo outside in rain or snow either. But he will poo in your vehicle on the way to the groomers. Ask Miss H about the incident in her new vehicle and the crying cellphone call when dropping him at groomers.

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  5. Full price Klondike bars! Living large, Mrs. G, living large...

    The best thing about a lousy job is not having to do it anymore.

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  6. Your sad stories never end, do they Heather? It's always "Oh woe is me." Bummer on the movie. If it makes you feel any better very few options come to fruition. Even though I don't know the story, I'm going to side with your mother. You can come off as such an entitled asshole. I won't be following you to your, what is it, 14th blog. Sayonara sister.

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    1. Anonymous, I don't understand why you post a reply like this. If this isn't something that interests you then why are you even here reading it. Unfortunately there are many people that lack compassion and enjoy trying to hurt others. Please think about this, try to lose the jealousy, pettiness and malevolence, once you find compassion and joy in your life, you will that you will become a much happier person.

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    2. Do you feel better? Do you even have your morning coffee before you start spewing poison under an anonymous moniker?

      Do you want honest or do you want fake-ass chipper? I'll tell you what. I'll contemplate your comment. Maybe I do lay on the sad, maybe that's an aspect of my personality I need to work on.

      In the meantime, NO ONE LIKES YOU HERE.

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    3. Whew...good thing their gone, they were like bringing down the whole vibe of the blog - ya know? I hate it when folks feel the need to vent their frustrations in a perfectly good place - but on the upside we could try out the Febreeze and see if it really gets rid of left over stink...good-bye A-Troll, you won't be missed...oh wait you aren't reading this anymore are you?

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    4. No one likes you here, anon.

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    5. As Jesse would say: Bounce troll.
      And Mrs. G--so sorry about the movie, but who knows what the future will bring. And your daughter is gorgeous. I'm glad she loves her job, and presumably LA. My daughter loves it there and just had her 7th anniv. of moving there.

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    6. You know, you almost have to be amused by the trolls. The just come off looking so caring

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    7. Entitled? Quite the opposite Anon. You seem like you should be trolling the comments on YouTube. Or any other place where the bottom feeders hang out. I'd also bet $10 you are a man?

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    8. Well, I'm not the brightest bulb in the pack, but I'd hazard a guess that Anonymous up there doesn't like you much. Just a feeling I have...

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  7. Sayonara indeed, you Anonymous 5:07AM Bitch. Crawl back into your miserable hole and don't come back.

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  8. "Sometimes there are days like that, even in Austrailia".
    LIfe is so much up and down, isn't it? I hope you are enjoying learning the blog building process.
    We are having that same up and down.
    Oh, and I have to put a leash on my dogs if it is raining and take them out. It is a royal pain.

    As I told my middle son last night, all we can do is be kind to ourselves and kind to each other. Everything else will come right in the end.

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    1. Love the book reference! Also "Be kind to ourselves and kind to each other."
      Now if only the trolls had been taught that in childhood!

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    2. Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day
      http://www.amazon.com/Alexander-Terrible-Horrible-Good-Very/dp/0689711735

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  9. Oh well, I have nothing to say that can help, but really couldn't let the anonymous comment that's last right now stay unanswered. I feel for you and I'm sure you will get over all that s***. Hopefully blogging about it too.

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  10. Truck on Baby, life is a serious mess of ups and downs and roller-coaster rides.
    So you almost made the cut, you make the cut here, we are family, we have your back.
    Unless, out of the will is done in writing with witnesses and all she can cut you out all day long.
    It is a weird dance of the lonely mind of the elderly.
    What else do they have to do all day but make your life a living hell?

    Enjoy some of the free time, we loved empty nest.

    You are what keeps me coming back.

    Hugs Galore... and about that Walt, geez Louise, I have no words....

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    1. The two last episodes of BB will keep my heart pumping.

      But WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO JESSIE?

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    2. I think Jesse will be o.k. I think he gets out of his situation. I am going to go into BB withdrawals at the end of September. Can't believe this great show is going to be over. I have read every word anyone has posted about the last season. The Ozymandias episode was gut wrenching. What a ride.

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  11. Mrs. G...
    So sorry to hear about the show. You would think America is tired of moms paying to have a crazed dance instructor yell at their kids, or bleach blondes way too done up for real life moms trying to "just keep their human alive" or Housewives that do nothing but stab each other in the back and wouldn't know how to clean a house if their lives depended on it or country bumkins that give a totally stupid insight into backwoods living or Oh my God the list is endless...Arts & Entertainment...no more Arts and a totally skewed view of Entertainment. But that's ok the Bio channel is anything but and the History channel wouldn't know history if it bit them in the butt...
    This door has closed, grieve a little but not too much...there is something else out there that needs your attention...find it.
    Oh and your Mom...well, take the best of her and forget the rest and do better with your two...somewhere through the haze of elder living is a good memory of your mom...find that too, hold onto it and just move on...
    A friend posted this yesterday and it just fits...
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5RTxtzAbLk
    Chin up Chicky!

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    1. Chin up. Chin up. Chin up. Now that I've unloaded the news I feel slightly better.

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    2. No art and not even entertainment... the world is missing out on Mrs. G. and they may never know GOOD stuff! That is sad.

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  12. Cannot deny that I'm disappointed in your Mother and Lifetime. In times like this I concentrate on the happiness of my children. If they are happy and having adventures of a lifetime, then I'm ecstatic, damnit.

    I made marina sauce from homegrown tomatoes for the 1st time last year and it was the best thing ever! I froze several containers and patted myself on the back every time we had a jar.

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    1. Good advice! My kids and the tomato plants are thriving. Life is good.

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  13. I agree with Anonymous. You have white woman, first world problems at best. Quit whining and start writing shit that matters. I know you can, because I've been reading you for years. Get back to your roots!

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    1. I'm trying to think of something even handed and somewhat kind to say but the best I'm coming up with is, "Eat me." I apologize to all who had to read that. Tacky, tacky, tacky.

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    2. lol. Great reply, Mrs. G., and I'm loving the new room design. Your daughter is gorgeous!

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  14. How do you expect to keep your readers when you keep moving your blog around like a manic/depressive? Have you ever tried meditation?

    I've been reading your for a long time but I can't even with you anymore.

    Last but not least, you need to set some boundaries. The comment about your mother was inappropriate. How would you like your kid commenting on your behavior when your in your seventies?

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    1. Does it ever occur to you that you are hurting my feelings or is that just part of the drill?

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    2. Since you mentioned it, just throw in the towel. You write some good stories but you don't act like a professional. I wonder if that is why the movie deal tanked.

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    3. Blahblahblah. Anon, just write your name. Stupid people write anon snark. I AM KATE IN MI. I don't like stupid.

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    4. Anonymous - so what you're doing is "professional"? Thanks for the object lesson.

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  15. All of my problems are white woman, first world problems... Because I just happen to have been born a white woman (well, actually I was born a white baby) in the first world. So... that means I don't have any right to complain? Mrs. G, you write what you want! It's YOUR blog.... And the only real advice that I have is on the dog, one of mine has the same issue. Luckily(?) I have a covered front porch, which he is happy to use when it's raining.

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    1. Maybe we need to build a covered porch!

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    2. My neighbor's dog uses a covered porch nearly year-round (that's when it isn't using a training mat on the kitchen floor. I think my jaw dropped when she told me but hey, they found what works for THEM and that is what's important.

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  16. Oh, boy...that sucks. I really wanted that show to get off the ground! And, I'm sorry about you and your mom not getting along right now. Hopefully it won't stick for toooooo long.

    As for the people who want to give you guff...really, people's problems are people's problems. Why does there have to be a value judgement about those?

    Writing shit that matters? It matters to me that people I consider my friends are hurting (even though we either have not yet met, or only met once). No one is happy all the time.

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    1. It's interesting to me that the first half of this entry has been dwarfed by the second half. Maybe the anons who are bitching are just more comfortable with the sads.

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    2. Bwahahaha Jessie - guff! (I feel a bit like a Minion writing that.) It is a slang term for fart in Australia and the UK and I think quite appropriate in this context.

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    3. Ha! Had no idea. Pretty funny....

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  17. Oh Anonymous...take your nasty self back to the hole you crawled out of. Do you feel better for having said what you did? How sad. Perhaps you should stop criticizing others efforts and examine what makes you such... a wanker. Don't let the door hit you on the way out!
    Heather- sorry to hear about the movie option and the optional Mom situation. Most of us here like our truth unadulterated and real but there are those that like the sugar coated version. Oh well...
    Can't help w/ the reluctant pooper except to say that we have a friend who put up a shade type structure and their dogs have determined that "the go to spot" much to their dismay. Maybe a small yard sale tent you can cut the bottom out of and move as needed? Maybe worth a shot?

    The alternative to "empty nesting" is failure to launch which is honestly MUCH more concerning .Enjoy dancing in the kitchen in your new underwear!

    As for me, today I help my best friends choose a casket for a man who was more of a father to me than my own. The nicest and kindest man I have ever known, he was a gift to everyone he ever met. I consider myself lucky to have been included in his circle of family for 49 years. Sometimes "family" comes in the most unusual places and you just breathe and say "THANK YOU".

    Keep doing what you do Heather and don't let anyone steal your enthusiasm or joy! Bramble

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    1. Oh, Bramble, I am sorry for your loss. This post is fluff compared to what you are going through.

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    2. Bramble, I'm so sorry. What a difficult day and week... month... year...

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    3. Mrs. G, when we are dealing with bad things, sometimes some fluff is just what we need! Really.

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  18. okay....first of all...that totally sucks about the movie. i was getting so excited and had my "opening night" outfit all picked out.
    damn.

    all that other stuff....and nasty trolls who continue to come, piss and moan, make shitty digs and then say they'll never be back (yeah...what's up with THAT????).....PFFFFFTTTT.
    you move around as much as you want...those of us who love you, will follow.

    and by the way....Miss G's cut and color? so awesome.

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    1. I had my outfit picked out too! High heels included.

      Yeah, Miss G. is rocking that hair, huh. I sure miss her, but our family (minus NYC Boy) is getting together in Seaside, Oregon in October. So looking forward to hanging with my immediate and extended fam!

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    2. Ahhhh, Seaside, Or, where I was introduced to BBQ Crab at The Crab Broiler back in the early 70's. I was going to ask if it was still open but then Googled and found this
      http://www.stumptownblogger.com/2011/08/classic-view-of-the-crab-broiler-.html.

      Hope you have a wonderful get together with family.

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  19. Eff Lifetime. I never watch their drivel anyway. Glad to hear the kids and tomatoes are thriving. MOTHERS...that's all I have to say about that. My dog won't hardly set foot outside in the rain regardless of her evacuation needs so I feel your pain.

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  20. Wow, looks like some trolls didn't get taken out for their shit in the rain either. Not that it would matter. At least the dogs would come back inside happier than when they went out.

    You have a fantastic blog and IMHO it should be deemed a national treasure. You are funny, intelligent and so very human. And brave. You help me to be a more honest and brave person in my daily life. For that I can never thank you enough. You are awesome!

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  21. One reason that we are reading your blog is that we all have the same problems, in one way or another. And it's interesting to see how other people navigate these problems and it's wonderful if someone can be funny about them and some community is a comforting thing...keep right on going, please, Mrs. G. You are not whining, you are sharing.And because of what's going on in my own life, when you shared that about your mom, I wondered, is she well? Navigating relationships with our elders becomes more and more difficult; dementia can be subtle and it is always pernicious.
    Marriage, kids, home, beloved animals, work, elders; it is all interesting, the good and the bad.

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    1. I agree, this is just a few of the reasons that I follow mrs.g and quite a few of the commenters that have active blogs.

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    2. I wondered about the possibility of dementia, also.

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  22. So sad to hear about the movie. And I hope your mom starts speaking to you again soon.

    My new little dog Rocky does not like to poop outside when it rains either. And I'm not sure how he's going to like the feet of snow that we get every winter seeing as he's half chihuahua and half daschund and built pretty low to the ground. When it rains, I put him on his leash and put him down next to the steps where he's still sheltered by the roof overhang. Usually that works. When it doesn't, his fav place to leave a present is in my bedroom. Good times.

    And I won't comment on trolls who hate you and your writing and yet hunt all over the internet to find your "fourteenth" blog so they can tell you how much they hate you and your writing. *eyeroll*

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  23. Those of us who WANT to find you, Mrs. G, will follow you through all 14 blog addresses to do so. What is interesting is how the people who DON'T like you will also follow you to 14 different blog addresses to tell you so, huh? People who persist in being unpleasant and will go to great lengths to do so. Me? I tend to stop following people who bug me. It's so much easier.

    Sorry about the movie deal. I was looking forward to that. Congrats on your tomatoes. I have never had much luck with tomatoes (or any other plants really, but I had high hopes for the tomatoes). I admire people who can make things grow.

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    1. Thanks, kjax! I think some people don't get that I move my blog around because it excites me, like redecorating my living room. I know it's hard to believe, but not all bloggers are looking to attract many thousands of readers. I let that dream go several years ago. We can't all be Dooce and Pioneer Woman (though I have respect for both). Sometimes my sneaky moves are efforts to keep things intimate. Imagine! Consider me the Dave Chappelle of blogging (smiley emoticon).

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    2. Well, I stopped reading Dooce and Pioneer Woman quite some time ago but am still happily here reading your blog. (smiley emoticon and cat face thingy) I'm excited to see what you do with the new blog design.

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  24. Mrs. G, you just keep on keepin' on. I totally get the redecorating idea.

    My big fearsome German shepherd has forgotten that it rains, courtesy of our beautiful summer. She must now be coaxed, shivering, from the basement bathroom outside to do her business. She should recover from this phobia right around July.

    And bummer on the movie. I have a wonderfully cynical male friend who refers to Lifetime as "The Menstrual Channel." Perhaps they are experiencing a little PMS?

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    1. The Menstrual Channel? Thanks for making my day, Emm.

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  25. Am I first to say this? Sleeping in your son's bed is fucked up. Maybe you should start therapy again.

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    1. You need to go take your shit out in the rain. No one likes you here.

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    2. Shut UP, 8:14.

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    3. Let's just say that it MIGHT be f***ed up if her grown son were still IN his bed, but he is on the other side of the country. I know perfectly stable, high-functioning women thrown for a loop when their kids leave home - sleeping with the phone under the pillow, waiting for a call, etc. It's perfectly normal - a big change.

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  26. Things I want to admit: I always enjoy reading Mrs. G. I am a white woman living in a first world country, and I have some problems. They are first world white woman problems because that is what I am. I don't think that should make them less valid. I just began seeing a therapist, and I already feel a bit better. Mrs. G, in writing about your problems, you have helped me to stop denying my own and to seek help. So thank you for that!

    I am disappointed about the movie, I thought it would be fun. Oh well. It's true that a lot of things like that fall through. Hopefully something better will come along.

    I imagine it would be both wonderful and terrible when your kids leave the nest. You miss them like crazy but also relish the freedom at the same time. It'll take time to adjust.

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  27. Bless you for favoring the good dog. Maybe Gus will step up. Maybe not. I'm glad you got a good tomato harvest and I'm seriously bummed that the TV project didn't work out. The quality of TV programming continues to disappoint, here' another example.
    But happiest of all to read the young G's are doing well.

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    1. Gus has no intention of stepping it up, but we love him. He has some good qualities.

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  28. Well, there's proof that TV fails to know good stuff when it bites them! Instead, they bite back... *sigh*
    I bow to your superior tomato-growing skills. Ours are still green... sort of the color of the trolls who insist on following and commenting. Sadly, there are not meds specifically for that milady (well, there ARE... I saw "Arsenic and Old Lace"... but we'd have to pretend we like the trolls before putting them out of their misery).
    Mothers can be difficult. You and I got some tough ones, didn't we? Hang in there and enjoy the awesome family you do have!

    PS: I dread my 3rd leaving for college next year. Even though he isn't the last, I think his absence will be the hardest.

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    1. I dread your third leaving for college next year for you.

      Mr. G. gets the tomato props in this house.

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    2. Fried Green Tomatoes are amazing, Karen.

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    3. The deer have thoroughly enjoyed my tomatoes this year. Sigh. Lucky for me there's a nice Amish family that sets up a market every Thursday just 1/2 mile from my house. So, yes, I can say I have homegrown tomatoes. They're just not grown in my own home.

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  29. Who are these miserable people voicing such rude and idiotic opinions? You got where you are by being honest and funny and that's why we love you. My daughter's ED gave me a lot of perspective on life and this has been a favorite aphorism of ours for a while. "It will all be okay in the end--if it's not okay, it's not the end."

    And guess what, trolls? White women are allowed to have problems and down days and have life suck now and then. It's just in bad taste if we were to equate our struggles with those whose struggles are objectively and demonstrably harder. Which Mrs. G. never does.

    By way of example, this white woman woke up in a pretty good mood after getting 12 hours of sleep to make up for the all-nighter she pulled a few days ago--entailed by the terrible flooding in Colorado. So my being tired is legitimate and I have whined a bit about it, but I don't equate my suffering to those that lost lives and homes in the same flooding that cost me some zzzz's. Also? you trolls ruined by good mood by being such mean, pissy, assholes.

    Mrs. G. is more polite than I and doesn't have nearly the potty mouth, so I'm going to have to chime in with F*ck off.

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    1. I love your family's favorite aphorism and I'm going to steal it.

      I'm glad you're rested,you party animal, you!

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  30. Mrs. G,
    I am one of your quiet followers. I left PW with you, for you, and I haven't looked back! I love your writing, and am thankful the trolls don't ever keep you down. I'm sorry they are hurtful, small little people. You are transparent, funny, witty, smart, and a joy to read. Congrats on the thriving kids, and tomatoes! ~Lia

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    1. Aw, you didn't need to leave PW for me. As I've said before, we've made our peace and I have no hard feelings.

      That said, I may be wrong, but my gut tells me many of the trolls who continue to show up are her rabid supporters (she can't help that they are nuts) who just can't let what happened five years back go. I never had troll problems until that scene went down.Again, I may be off the mark here.

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    2. Nah, I think you are spot on. I think it's the PW sycophants who can't give it up. Must be miserable to be that petty and to harbor ill will for so long. That is a HUGE time suck in the grand scheme of things. I'd much rather spend time on things I like and support them rather than focusing on the negative and sniping from the bushes. What sad little lives they must lead.

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    3. You mean STILL there are PW trolls? When was that - it was YEARS ago, wasn't it? These people need to get a life.

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  31. I'll bet the anons who posted never complain about anything, since they have Internet access and appear to live in the first world. Good for them!

    However, sometimes we have to bitch--and while thankful that we have potable water and a non-tyrannical gov't (you did hear me snort right there, no?)--I think we're allowed to.

    I don't waste my time reading shit that annoys me. I know it's tempting sometimes, but why bother, ANON(s)? Life's too short to spend it all riled up about a random person you don't agree with on the Internet-- another first world problem!

    A huge work-related movie deal that fell through, a mother who isn't acting like herself and the empty nest are a little more stressful than Anthropologie not having that shirt in your size or Starbucks fucking up your order--again!

    And no one bitches quite as wittily as Mrs. G. I actually LOL'd. And I'm sorry about the movie and your mom. I was also wondering about dementia, as another commenter mentioned.

    Keep on bitchin', Mrs. G, keep on bitchin'. Looking forward to blog numbers 14-100!
    One more thing: Mrs. G, do you have a Kindle?

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    1. Thanks for honoring my bitching, Sadie (or Silas). I don't have a Kindle. I have a Kindle App on my phone, so that I'm never caught in traffic or a Michaels line without some words to read.

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    2. S, thank you for gifting me your e-book. I can't wait to read it.

      Want to read a book written by a fellow derf, check this out:

      http://www.amazon.com/Until-End-World-ebook/dp/B00DX73ZPY/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1379492630&sr=8-1&keywords=sarah+lyons

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    3. Cool...will check out the book. Congrats on publishing S & S!

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  32. Mrs. G, you ROCK. I love how you keep things fresh around here. You are changing up Derfwad Manor just as I could tell you were getting tired of the regular format. Good for you for embracing change! I don't think it's weird at all that you're sleeping in your son's bed. I'm going to be a W.R.E.C.K. when my kiddo goes to college. I can't even imagine having both of them on opposite sides of the country. Whole Paycheck doesn't deserve your lovely self in their deli department, and you know what? Wifetime doesn't deserve your awesome story either. If I win the lottery I'll find enough in there to get Johnny a starring role in the series that you will direct!

    I want to admit that I am loving my new life; I'm interviewing for a job that I really want tomorrow, and I think I've found the perfect apartments for me and my little one. I don't want to admit that I am missing being married sometimes, and I have gained weight despite my best efforts. Ugh, oh well. Here's to a great week for all of us!

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    1. Jessie, I am so happy you are loving your new life. You worked so hard for it. Good luck with the interview and the apartment!

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  33. I read somewhere that we (take a deep breath... middle-aged women) are not the desirable demographic advertisers seek, and that's why the shitty selection on TV. It turns out we don't typically succumb to the "witty" commercials, huh.

    I think we should be proud the advertising community recognizes we are thinkers -- but they might just want to consider the younger folks don't seem to watch commercials at all.

    I'm sorry life has thrown you some lemons of late, Mrs. G., I know you will meet each challenge with panache and wit with a dash of f*ck you when needed.

    Keep it up woman -- we need you.

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    1. I like to think of myself has having panache with a side of f&ck. Actually, I'd like that on a t-shirt.

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    2. Oooh...that's a great t-shirt.

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  34. I'll follow you anywhere.

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  35. Oh, I forgot to say...maybe the problem is with pets named Gus. I caught my cat Gus (who I love dearly) peeing all over the living room sofa this morning. Lovely. Hang in there. At least you have tomatoes! I'm so jealous!

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  36. This is the thing that always slays me with trolls - my blog, my rules. If you don't like it don't read it.

    I come to the Manor because I like your truthtelling, I like your storytelling, I like this community. I like the support we provide for each other.

    Mrs G, I am delighted to see the happy smiling G kid faces as they start out into the big wide world. I have no idea for Gus and I totally get having a favourite dog. The Big Black Dog was def second best to the Old Man Dog no matter how much I tried to kid myself otherwise. as fir sleeping in your boy's bed I totally get it. When CK is away for work I sleep on his side of the bed.

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    1. I am so conflicted regarding trolls. I really am. On one hand, I don't like blogs that sanitize/delete comments so everything seems like one big hand-holding Lilith Fair if you know what I'm saying.

      On the other hand, it gets old and I hate that the trolls succeed in getting attention. And are they really trolls if they are just voicing a critical opinion. Isn't the definition of troll a person who keeps coming back over and over to stir up shit, stalker like?

      I've struggled with this issue for years.

      Thoughts?

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    2. Constructive criticism is one thing -- attacking a person is quite a different thing. In the blog world, if you don't like what you are reading, why read it at all? And most certainly, why bother to comment on that dislike unless you are feeling cruel?
      Obviously, there can be discussion but that would fall under constructive criticism. Trolls who anonymously attack need to go get a life -- it doesn't have to be paid work, but it should be something to rescue them from their insecurity and sad little existence.

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    3. Just when I decide to reply, someone beats me to it! Personal attacks are not a critical opinion and I have no problem with them being deleted.

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    4. I understand your interest in constructive criticism, but there is nothing constructive about what these folks are writing. They're just petty and cruel and lack character. If they had honest dissent and valuable suggestions they wouldn't be using "anonymous".

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  37. When my son was away on a three day school trip last week, I went in to his room and smelled and hugged his old lovey/stuffed animal that still lives on his bed. We love and miss our kids. What of it? Who's the freak who doesn't understand that?

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    1. My boy went away for a week's Scout Camp this Summer and I confess to going and sitting in his room at various points. Normal natural motherly actions.

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  38. I love the changes, the post, and all the good people who come here. I will follow your writing and this community where ever the wind takes it.

    This may be the new house and hot tub talking, but I fucking love everybody right now. (Except trolls.)

    ~Molly

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  39. Thanks for the update on the good, the not so good and the bad. Sorry to hear about the show and your mother. The empty nest is fun, but it does take getting use to. Thanks for keeping it real and keeping it interesting! Have a great rest of the week!!

    Tiffany

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  40. Hmm...would a doggie potty work? I see there are some on the interwebs. Just a suggestion.

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  41. Did you see this article about a bad obit? Wow...I cannot imagine how this woman behaved to have her kids write this. Pretty crazy.

    http://blog.zap2it.com/pop2it/2013/09/scathing-obituary-celebrates-death-after-child-abuse.html

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    1. Yeah, that's rough. I've always questioned why we have to honor the dead, not speak ill of them even when they were lifelong jerks.

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    2. So true. She must have been absolutely spectacular at it to have that kind of remembrance. Wow!

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  42. Oh...and for all you tacky trolls...Fuck off.

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  43. Oh, and as for the t.v. movie...your writing is far too good and witty for those people. Hmmm...seems Vince Gilligan is going to have some free time soon. Can you "cook"?

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  44. My thoughts about the TV movie were that unless YOU were writing the screenplay, we'd all end up hating it because they would have changed it too much!!
    Still, I know it must hurt, and I'm sorry.

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  45. I'm sorry to hear about the movie. I was looking forward to seeing it :).

    I'm also looking forward to seeing the new blog. It's a challenge to build a site from the ground up when you haven't done it before, and I'm all for stretching and taking on new challenges.

    What everyone said about the trolls above. Times a thousand. Pbbbbt.

    I liked it there, I like it here, and I'm sure I'm going to like the new place once I get over the panic that change usually induces :).

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  46. Mrs. G, just keep writing, you rock. Never stop. Fuck the trolls. Too bad about the movie, but like Stephen King and Elmore Leonard, you probably wouldn't have liked what they did with your work, anyway. And yes, you can write as kick-ass as either of those two gentlemen.

    Life is full of transitions and changes. I'm going through some too, and it's nice to know I have companions out there in the world.

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  47. It occurred to me that you have a family member who will be someday writing for TV (young Mr. G, am I correct?) and perhaps it is best to wait for a Gattuccio and Gattuccio production. (Insert big smiley face here!)

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  48. Mean people suck. They make me sad. But it makes me happy that so many awesome readers have your back.

    And renege-ers on movie deals suck. Because I couldn't wait to see your awesome self in a movie, but they probably reneged (and no I can't spell) because they knew they could never do you justice and the Women's Colony would have staged a huge revolt. Just sayin'

    And finally, the dog. My former dog Chessie (Queen Bee on the blog) was born in a drought. It didn't rain until she was 3 months old and well house-trained. I had to get the biggest golf umbrella I could find and walk her under that. Eventually as a lab she realized she LIKED the rain, but until then, a big golf umbrella might work? And for the small dog we later acquired, let's just say I'm glad we had a big overhang over the front door with a spot of dirt/garden behind the bushes where she could do her business in the rain/snow....

    GOOD LUCK AND LOVE YOU!!!

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  49. Hey Mrs. G, Ladies, and I'm guessing Gary's found us too!
    Sorry, for the trolls, movie, and mom. Happy for the kiddos, veggiies and Klondikes!! I love you, I love this blog, the other blog and the other!! I'll follow, you lead on. Love all the folks here! And all the haters can eat a dick!
    Salty Mama

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  50. Glad to all be together in this new place! Love your writing and appreciate the update! Much love always...

    aphrodite

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