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I feel your pain, my kids don't transition well themselves.
And the harder I try to make it easier for them, the harder they resist it.
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I feel your pain, my kids don't transition well themselves.
And the harder I try to make it easier for them, the harder they resist it.
As ZeFrank would say, "It is how ze kids, do."
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My kids are both completely off the rails. It's only been three days and their dad doesn't get home until late Thursday night, and all they are doing at home is crying and fighting with each other. I'm about to lose it. At least dinner for tonight is already made so I just have to heat it up and try to get them into bed early.
I hope they adjust and learn to cope soon, because five days of this every month through next August are *not* going to be fun.
Keep in mind that my one free night a week is either Monday or Tuesday, depending on the week. I know "nighttime activities for toddlers" is not exactly a richly-provided-for area, but maybe we could try a once-a-month distract-o-kid event: Mini-golfing or the Cerrito or... yeah... kind of at a loss as to other things the Impii would enjoy doing with the little ones, but we could brainstorm...
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... gaming.
(You're welcome, NH, I just volunteered you for GMing!)
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How much of an age disparity are we talking about here?
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How much of an age disparity are we talking about here?
13/16 v. 4.5/6.5
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Most likely crappy movie I watch part of while folding laundry today.
Godzilla (1998).
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My kids are both completely off the rails. It's only been three days and their dad doesn't get home until late Thursday night, and all they are doing at home is crying and fighting with each other. I'm about to lose it. At least dinner for tonight is already made so I just have to heat it up and try to get them into bed early.
I hope they adjust and learn to cope soon, because five days of this every month through next August are *not* going to be fun.Keep in mind that my one free night a week is either Monday or Tuesday, depending on the week. I know "nighttime activities for toddlers" is not exactly a richly-provided-for area, but maybe we could try a once-a-month distract-o-kid event: Mini-golfing or the Cerrito or... yeah... kind of at a loss as to other things the Impii would enjoy doing with the little ones, but we could brainstorm...
I thought every night was either a homework night or a game night?
Teensy Valeros still views putters as melee weapons.The next Monday is the night before Halloween. Halloween itself is easy; I promised them trick-or-treating and out for dinner.
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13/16 v. 4.5/6.5...
How much of an age disparity are we talking about here?
That's about the age disparity between me and my cousins.
We got one of them hooked on Magic the gathering around that age, or Pokemon works as well. Activities we did with them included, but were not exclusively mini golf, swimming, and water balloon fights.We also did some paper air-planes, and puzzles. (a mid-difficulty puzzle works best. The young'uns can find all the edges, while the older kids can put it together) YMMD
I am confident in saying that no one "knows" the game in the same way it was possible to know 3.5 - I don't even mean all the exploits (I expect the greatest of things is generally well known): I just mean that I don't think people can ever learn everything in this system.You've clearly never met my brother.
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I just finished GMing Reign of Winter in less then a year.
You madman.
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This morning, as I'm sitting on the edge of my bed putting my shirt on, one of my cats decided she wanted to be held. So she jumps into my arms in mid-shirting.
"OK...this isn't working...I love you Vai, but now isn't the time..."
*lean over a little to set her down on the bed*
*Vai freaks, claws out*
*back claw goes into my chest (I'm used to that, ouch, but not a big deal*
*back claw is now drug through my skin, and through my nipple (NO LONGER USE TO IT HOLY HLL THAT HURTS)*
So she managed to cut into me starting about 1/2" (1.27cm) from my areola, through that, and then up the side of my nipple. Couldn't she have just jumped onto my groin instead? That might have hurt less.
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If you were gonna read the Dresden files at least give them a try.
I read one on holiday, it had high points and interesting bits, I just got a bit bored of it.
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Butbut that's wrong! There is no such word as "degutserator". You would be the Disemboweler!
Barbarians are illiterate for a reason, Sissyl.
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My kids are both completely off the rails. It's only been three days and their dad doesn't get home until late Thursday night, and all they are doing at home is crying and fighting with each other. I'm about to lose it. At least dinner for tonight is already made so I just have to heat it up and try to get them into bed early.
I hope they adjust and learn to cope soon, because five days of this every month through next August are *not* going to be fun.
Transitions are hard. Once it becomes routine there is much less drama. Until the next change in routine. *hugs* It's going to be okay.
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I love the Discworld books. I've been reading them to the kidlet since he was little, thus ensuring that he would develop an appreciation for dry British humor. :)
Good Omens was sort of the transition to Neil Gaiman. He's loved listening to Neil Gaiman audiobooks on the drive to and from school.
We just started the first book of the Dresden Files yesterday. I enjoyed Dresden Files immensely and am anxiously waiting for the next book. The characters are not always likable, but they are always interesting.
I think we'll try Douglas Adams next. The kidlet is the right age to appreciate Hitchhiker's Guide with all its over the top goofiness.
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Keep in mind that my one free night a week is either Monday or Tuesday, depending on the week.I thought every night was either a homework night or a game night?
Impus Major has vastly improved in maturity over the last 2 years, and Impus Minor has been amazing ever since we enrolled him in a 1-hour-per-day study hall. So we're usually free by around 6:30 or 7:00 pm.
Teensy Valeros still views putters as melee weapons.
So... I'll take that as a "no" on the mini-golf then.
The next Monday is the night before Halloween. Halloween itself is easy; I promised them trick-or-treating and out for dinner.
Right. We'll most likely be doing Strange Aeons on Monday the 30th and letting the kids run loose on Tuesday the 31st.
That gives us 'til Thanksgiving-ish to come up with something...
Great! He can answer this question with examples, then! XDI am confident in saying that no one "knows" the game in the same way it was possible to know 3.5 - I don't even mean all the exploits (I expect the greatest of things is generally well known): I just mean that I don't think people can ever learn everything in this system.You've clearly never met my brother.
He has his own account, but didn't want to get on and post himself.
However, SLA are almost always tied to a paticular mental attribute (Int, Wis, or Cha, usually Cha) which, your standard, run-of-the-mill skeleton either doesn't have(Int) or drops to a flat 10 (Wis and Cha). Thus, this effectively "turns-off" your skeletons SLA.
However, if you were to up an attribute with some kind of permanent stat increase on the skeleton, you could effectively "turn on" the SLA again. This could be used by a necromancer to make better use of an Gnome skeleton, by giving it enough Cha to use its SLAs
Other races, such as Ifrits receive their SLAs no matter what, thus an ifrit skeleton would have burning hands regardless of an upgrade, just as a dwarf skeleton would have the slow and steady trait. (it would be a Reflex DC of 11 with 1d6 points of damage, hardly a game breaker, however, since the save DC is tied to Cha, it can be ruled by the scrupulous Gm to not be active without a "boost" as well.)
Skeletal champions on the other hand, still retain their souls, albeit in a tormented existence. This however, allows them to retain what ever SA they have learned, but makes them intelligent, and all the more deadly.
TLDR version: does undead monster still have its soul?
if so, it has its SA, if not, then no.
Sure; actually, my argument is that in PF, that seems to be the case (where it clearly was not in 3.X): I was just hoping for cited examples in PF that showed one way or the other. Thanks, though! To you both!
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Sure thing. I personally thought the skeletons were a good example, and I actually do think that the SLA being inherent, and SA not being inherent makes a lot of sense.
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Ok. That does it. I'm going to hibernate in a cave somewhere.
So, as previously mentioned, I had to get a spot on my leg biopsied last Friday. What they didn't tell me until that moment is that they were cutting the whole thing out to send to the lab, and then stitching up my leg. Ok, fine.
One of my cats has a very consistent habit of attacking and destroying anything white. Towels. Mail. Fluffy kitty toys. Bandages...
Ok, that hurt. But it's not her fault, it's really mine (and definitely Aiymi's, since she's laughing her butt off at me), and it doesn't really need to be bandaged anymore...
So now it looks like there's a bug on my leg. Both cats.
This isn't going well, nor is the sensation of surprise attacks hitting my stitches. Fine. I won't wear shorts around the house.
Mieko headbutts it instead. Because she "loves" me.
So Monday rolls around and I have to change out a printer at work. Haven't dropped a printer in years. Monday, I dropped it. Came within an inch of hitting my stitches. Just missed my foot as well.
Tuesday, I was working from home. Aiymi bought me a different kind of cinnamon raisin bread. Yay! Put it in the toaster. It started on fire.
Wednesday...today...the above mentioned Vai-v-nipple incident. And now, maybe 20 minutes ago, I just fell down some granite stairs (I'm fine) because my heel caught the step on the way down, and I couldn't get my balance back in time to stop the forward momentum.
I'd say I'm going home and hiding in bed, but that just means a baseball will come flying through the bedroom window and land in my groin. And of course it will be covered in poison ivy.
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I still view putters as melee weapons.
Granted, I usually don't whack people with them.
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I am thankful my wife is incredibly allergic to cats.
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Ok. That does it. I'm going to hibernate in a cave somewhere.
So, as previously mentioned, I had to get a spot on my leg biopsied last Friday. What they didn't tell me until that moment is that they were cutting the whole thing out to send to the lab, and then stitching up my leg. Ok, fine.
One of my cats has a very consistent habit of attacking and destroying anything white. Towels. Mail. Fluffy kitty toys. Bandages...
Ok, that hurt. But it's not her fault, it's really mine (and definitely Aiymi's, since she's laughing her butt off at me), and it doesn't really need to be bandaged anymore...
So now it looks like there's a bug on my leg. Both cats.
This isn't going well, nor is the sensation of surprise attacks hitting my stitches. Fine. I won't wear shorts around the house.
Mieko headbutts it instead. Because she "loves" me.
So Monday rolls around and I have to change out a printer at work. Haven't dropped a printer in years. Monday, I dropped it. Came within an inch of hitting my stitches. Just missed my foot as well.
Tuesday, I was working from home. Aiymi bought me a different kind of cinnamon raisin bread. Yay! Put it in the toaster. It started on fire.
Wednesday...today...the above mentioned Vai-v-nipple incident. And now, maybe 20 minutes ago, I just fell down some granite stairs (I'm fine) because my heel caught the step on the way down, and I couldn't get my balance back in time to stop the forward momentum.
I'd say I'm going home and hiding in bed, but that just means a baseball will come flying through the bedroom window and land in my groin. And of course it will be covered in poison ivy.
I think you've confused yourself with someone else.
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I still view putters as melee weapons.
Granted, I usually don't whack people with them.
Key word there is usually. This week I just might, if only to keep people away from me.
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Ok. That does it. I'm going to hibernate in a cave somewhere.
So, as previously mentioned, I had to get a spot on my leg biopsied last Friday. What they didn't tell me until that moment is that they were cutting the whole thing out to send to the lab, and then stitching up my leg. Ok, fine.
One of my cats has a very consistent habit of attacking and destroying anything white. Towels. Mail. Fluffy kitty toys. Bandages...
Ok, that hurt. But it's not her fault, it's really mine (and definitely Aiymi's, since she's laughing her butt off at me), and it doesn't really need to be bandaged anymore...
So now it looks like there's a bug on my leg. Both cats.
This isn't going well, nor is the sensation of surprise attacks hitting my stitches. Fine. I won't wear shorts around the house.
Mieko headbutts it instead. Because she "loves" me.
So Monday rolls around and I have to change out a printer at work. Haven't dropped a printer in years. Monday, I dropped it. Came within an inch of hitting my stitches. Just missed my foot as well.
Tuesday, I was working from home. Aiymi bought me a different kind of cinnamon raisin bread. Yay! Put it in the toaster. It started on fire.
Wednesday...today...the above mentioned Vai-v-nipple incident. And now, maybe 20 minutes ago, I just fell down some granite stairs (I'm fine) because my heel caught the step on the way down, and I couldn't get my balance back in time to stop the forward momentum.
I'd say I'm going home and hiding in bed, but that just means a baseball will come flying through the bedroom window and land in my groin. And of course it will be covered in poison ivy.
I think you've confused yourself with someone else.
please give my shtick back...
If this is how you normally go through life, please, have it.
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Tomorrow I get to complete the shopping for turning our horse into a nightmare.
The kids even have a string tied to the horse and secretly running to their bedroom so they can make it move thing they're working on.
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Because somebody's got to say it:
"And thus was the Hebrew Potato silenced!"
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May God have mercy on their soul.
I am thankful my wife is incredibly allergic to cats.
I am, too. Both.
Both allergic and thankful she is allergic, that is. And thankful that I am.
Mostly, I'm thankful she is allergic because you're thankful she is allergic.
I'm thankful that I'm allergic because it's a great excuse not to purchase and pay for an incredibly expensive thing that I'd have to take care of; I'm a dog person, but I have the detachment to allow us to go without an (extremely expensive) pet. Since I'm not bought the dog, and no one else is going to buy the car, that's money in the bank, baby~!!
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I am thankful my wife is incredibly allergic to cats.I am, too. Both.
Both allergic and thankful she is allergic, that is. And thankful that I am.
Mostly, I'm thankful she is allergic because you're thankful she is allergic.
I'm thankful that I'm allergic because it's a great excuse not to purchase and pay for an incredibly expensive thing that I'd have to take care of; I'm a dog person, but I have the detachment to allow us to go without an (extremely expensive) pet. Since I'm not bought the dog, and no one else is going to buy the car, that's money in the bank, baby~!!
~sends Tact five kittens~
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I work tonight, at least there's sure to be toy propaganda to watch.
Note to self: don't forget change for snack machine for toy propaganda watching.
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Meanwhile I'm thankful that I am a cat person. My familiars kitties are good for my mental health. ;P
Also I'm allergic to dogs. I like dogs. But I also like breathing, and my asthma gets out of control bad around dogs.
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And now, a little PSA:
Burger King's new Buffalo crispy chicken is *horrible*. Really, really horrible. Don't try it.
NH, tell Shiro he's got to try it. It's right up there with Turbos Flamas.
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Because somebody's got to say it:
"And thus was the Hebrew Potato silenced!"
That's what YOOOUUUU think, alte kocker...
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And now, a little PSA:
Burger King's new Buffalo crispy chicken is *horrible*. Really, really horrible. Don't try it.NH, tell Shiro he's got to try it. It's right up there with Turbos Flamas.
I used to like BK but they seem to have really lost their touch these past few years...
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Right now, I'm very proud of Pittsburgh. Over the past two days, our baseball team collected enough relief supplies for Puerto Rico to fill two FedEx Jumbo Jets.
That makes me proud too.
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And now, a little PSA:
Burger King's new Buffalo crispy chicken is *horrible*. Really, really horrible. Don't try it.NH, tell Shiro he's got to try it. It's right up there with Turbos Flamas.
I copied-and-pasted this into IM for him. His response:
(3:32:48 PM) Shiro: Oooh, I'll get one for dinner! cheer*
(3:32:56 PM) Shiro: With a vanilla shake... LOL
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Captain Yesterday's guide to managing expectations, or whatever.
The manager literally jumped for joy when I got to work 3 minutes late.
Instead of the 10-50 I've been going with lately (though not my fault, as the General makes way more when she works ot).
Man, BK is dry, but so daggum inexpensive and at least to me, its basic food is fairly tasty.
I cannot comment on their buffalo thingmabobbers. As I recall, though, their Mac and cheese ball things were an over-all surprisingly large disappointment.
McD has saltier but slightly more expensive food.
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I would sell you all for a McRib.
And no, I don't want to watch a documentary about whatever nameless ooze it's made of.
Unless I get all you can eat McRibs while watching it.
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Terrifying true fact: I have eaten at McDonald's for 45+ years, and yet have never even tasted a McRib.
We hadn't eaten at Burger King in 25+ years, so the kids had never tried it. They went with their friends, and their conclusion was, "Burger King SUCKS!"
They never want to go there again.
It surprises me. Back in the 1980's it was better, but more expensive, than McD's.
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I would sell you all for a McRib.
And no, I don't want to watch a documentary about whatever nameless ooze it's made of.
Unless I get all you can eat McRibs while watching it.
That's fair.
But what if it's, "TMNT 2: Secret of the Ooze"?
Terrifying true fact: I have eaten at McDonald's for 45+ years, and yet have never even tasted a McRib.
We hadn't eaten at Burger King in 25+ years, so the kids had never tried it. They went with their friends, and their conclusion was, "Burger King SUCKS!"
They never want to go there again.It surprises me. Back in the 1980's it was better, but more expensive, than McD's.
Yeah, they've switched places, now.
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My kids are both completely off the rails. It's only been three days and their dad doesn't get home until late Thursday night, and all they are doing at home is crying and fighting with each other. I'm about to lose it. At least dinner for tonight is already made so I just have to heat it up and try to get them into bed early.
I hope they adjust and learn to cope soon, because five days of this every month through next August are *not* going to be fun.
I may be able to help. Check your PNs.
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I would sell you all for a McRib.
I would kill for a mcrib. I'll eat it over a still warm body.
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Terrifying true fact: I have eaten at McDonald's for 45+ years, and yet have never even tasted a McRib.
We hadn't eaten at Burger King in 25+ years, so the kids had never tried it. They went with their friends, and their conclusion was, "Burger King SUCKS!"
They never want to go there again.It surprises me. Back in the 1980's it was better, but more expensive, than McD's.
except for NobodysHome. He hasn't had a mcrib yet. I can't kill him.