You don't let him keep whiskey in his room, do you?
Just make sure he cuts it with milk.
I was like that, and one of my daughters is like that. In the absence of any other symptoms, I wouldn't worry (we did end up discussing it with the pediatrician on a routine visit, but not to any outcome more favorable than a little peace of mind). Certainly not fun, though, and aggravated by stress.
My cat routinely pukes about every two weeks. Is Pokey a cat?
Our cat does too. Maybe I should stop letting Pokey lick the cat clean.
Have you asked him? In a low-key, non-judgmental way? He might have a clue about what triggers his body to react like that.
(I can't quite remember how old he is, so forgive me if his speech/development isn't there yet.)
That doesn't sound odd to me at all. A little more frequent than you'd expect, but some kids just throw up a lot without being terribly sick.
He's three - very verbal, but pretty hard to get a straight answer out of him, too. He might have some insight, but my guess is not, since he wakes up feeling awful. If "feeling fine" were more proximate, there'd be a better chance he'd have a theory, but separated by a whole night's sleep is probably too distant for him to compare.
Shall we talk about fancy weddings instead? The cousins (of the tragedy in the other thread) held their reception in the Rainbow Room of the NBC building. I was amazed.
A mild case of "Familial Mediterranean Fever".
Snape is trying to tell you that Hokey is a werewolf.
12: Were there ice sculptures? Or shot luges?
To the OP, maybe he's got kind of a sensitive gag reflex? I was kind of like that as a kid. Feel bad, throw up, fine after.
12: I would be too.
I think the fanciest* wedding I ever attended had the reception at 3 Rivers Stadium.
As I've mentioned in other contexts, other than clients (and a few of my parents' friends who ended up wealthy after long UMC working lives), I've never really known people with a lot of money. One of my CMU classmates who came from (not-crazy) money hid it so she could pass in the UMC milieu there. Not that nobody came fro conspicuous money, but it really was the exception.
*most expensive anyway
You know what helps with nausea? Killer weed, Pokeydude.
12: Were there ice sculptures? Or shot luges?
There may have been an ice sculpture. I was 14 at the time. There was definitely a band with about 40 musicians playing, in their tuxedos and gowns.
Two of my three nieces are getting married next year. The European will have a sensible if quite UMC thing. My brother's daughter will have more of a show. She works for Vera Wang, so at least the dress is free. My brother is hearing things like maybe 150 guests, maybe in Napa or something.
My daughter will be 28 this summer. Nothing on the horizon, and she's not one for the big show anyway, but, you know, the threat hovers out there like a brooding omnipresence.
She teaches desert yoga IIRC -- can't she be relied on to get a dozen people on a mountaintop and call it a day?
Fanciness of your wedding is relative to what you can afford. If you're naturally very fancy, it's not that weird to have your wedding at the Rainbow Room. I've felt slightly uncomfortable at weddings that you can tell are huge financial stretches for everyone involved, but not uncomfortable enough to not drink the free liquor.
I guess "naturally very fancy" just means "rich."
I think it might definitely be somewhat more common for rich people to have really expensive weddings.
I don't want a big fancy wedding, but my boyfriend's mom's family owns and operates a big fancy wedding venue. Boyfriend's mom also asks us all the damn time when we're going to get married. It's awkward.
20 -- That's the hope.
But the other half's preferences come into play. Right now there's no bf, but if, like her American cousin, she marries into a large family with appearances to keep up, you end up with compromises getting made. (For the niece, 15-20 guests out of 150 would be bride's family -- no more than one adult member of which lives within 500 miles of the wedding venue.)
We went to what I gather is a normal wedding in some circles a couple summers ago that I still can't wrap my head around. Held at one of those "manors" in NJ, buffet appetizers at various stations made to order (think crepes, pasta, stir fry), open bar (with two "specialty") cocktails, multiple ice sculptures, five course dinner, and so on. I kept muttering "How much must this have cost" and "Oh, god, more food?"
The groom was one of the boyfriend's five housemates in college. They all posed for photos in front of the (large, neon-lit) Block M ice sculpture. I think I'd rather have bought a nice car for the money, but whatever.
27 may have occurred at bf's mom's big fancy wedding venue.
I think it was called "The Crystal Palace" or similar. When I asked the bartender if they could break a $20 so I could tip him before going in for dinner, he said they couldn't because no one else had tipped them, so they had no change. What the hell, rich folks?
The last fancy wedding I attended was in Scarsdale for a do-gooder doctor whose family is mobbed up. One of the bride's friends changed into drag in the middle of the reception and got on the dance floor, genuinely freaking the squares, and I sat next to a beautiful woman who laughed at all my jokes. In conclusion, fancy weddings are awesome.
The best wedding I ever went to was right next to a mussel farm, so you could just eat huge, near endless servings of mussels. Buckets of mussels. And it was a 3 day destination wedding. I must have eaten over 1000 mussels on that trip.
I grew up with wedding receptions in church basements, and no bar/cash bar. No band, and the food (also sometimes the cake and dresses) is made by the bride's older female relatives. Gifts range from dish towels to wooden salad bowls. There is a plus to being cheap and generally unconcerned with appearances.
My mother's own wedding fit this description, her wedding dress being a hand-me-down from her older sister. In 1972 wearing an off-the-rack 1968 wedding dress was mostly fine, but when my poor aunt married in 1982 in the same dress I imagine it was the height of out of style. Ironically, it's aged very well and I would have been happy to wear it at my wedding, except the back was too long for an outdoor wedding in the rain.
I mean, plus if you're throwing them, not attending them. I've never been to an OTT fancy wedding, but I enjoy drinking too many nice cocktails as much as the next person.
Best wedding ever is a good one. I usually don't enjoy weddings much -- I think the most fun I ever had at one was in college, people I knew from my MIT coop got married a year after I'd moved to Chicago, and they rented the Boston Aquarium. I knew everyone but I hadn't seen them all for a year, the setting was gorgeous, I spent the evening flirting with a boy I'd been flirting with off and on since orientation week our freshman year... it was generally great.
Mussels, aquariums, there's a theme here. If one of your friends marries an orca it's a good time for sure.
Actually I guess orcas don't eat mussels. But a wedding with a shit-ton of seal meat would also be pretty cool, maybe Teo can hook us up.
next to a mussel farm
Surely it stank?
Surely it's tank?
(That doesn't really make sense.)
Kid C used to throw up at the slightest provocation. Always awkward, when you know anyone you might see will go "argh, he's been sick, 48 hours quarantine!!!" and I'd want to say no, he just does that, there's nothing wrong.
And Kid D used to get rashes, which was even more fun. The first two were always really healthy. Kid A didn't even throw up until she was 3 - that was a bit of a surprise for her, poor kid.
I have managed to mostly avoid fancy weddings, because they kind of irritate me, but we have an unavoidable one this autumn.
I think my brother's wedding had 220 people. A bit big for Ireland but not madly unusual, standard middle class sit down hotel meal with band & disco. No open bar, they're not usually a thing here. Went on until about 4am which again is fairly normal. I was at a Scottish wedding once (in Falkirk, even) and as I recall it was much the same.
I don't think I've been to any really really fancy weddings. I guess that one second cousin rented an island? It's not that fancy an island, though.
Maybe Hokey Pokey has a thing for Wendy Testaburger.
I'd like to do a destination wedding at this place. The children screaming outside and ceiling mirror are nice touches.
We used to rent out a resort in Desert Hot Springs that was arguably almost as depressing as that place. All kinds of mirrors with that shitty gold stuff on them, all the staff were on meth, nobody's doors locked. I think there were nominally five bars but none of them were ever open. There might have been five (hot spring fed!) pools, too, although most were usually closed for unknowable reasons. People used to get their wallets stolen. Anyhow, it's closed now so it would be tough to rent, but if you're looking to have a break-in wedding I assume that's doable.
46: I was expecting you to link to this.
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Amused by the story of the fifteen inch rat found in a suburb of Stockholm: amused enough to trace it back from the Mail to the suburban paper where it first appeared. Most amused of all to discover how the rat got into the first floor flat: in the original (month old) story, it had "probably climbed up a stick which someone had pushed into a ventilation pipe". By the time the story escaped the Mail's headline writers, it has "chewed through a CONCRETE wall".
Odd, that
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Argh you used the t word.
I totally had you in mind, but I couldn't figure out how to harass you explicitly in the OP.
29: Someone working at an open bar is supposed to have been paid adequately for service. If anyone owes them a tip, it's the host, not the guests. (Cash bars are different.)
Just like if someone buys you drinks or dinner at a restaurant, or someone throws a dinner party with catering or hired help. Your relation to your server is that they were hired by your host.
I didn't know that distinction.
And that they're a fellow human being - but you wouldn't go around tipping the other guests either.
Of course, there's the very real risk that the does not know this convention. Really the only fair thing is to say explicitly whether tipping is permitted or service was paid for.
50 is correct. We had an open bar and tipped all the bartenders/servers ourselves.
I went to a (totally gay) wedding in California where the father of the one of the grooms was a big shot local labor leader. During his speech, he thanked all the servers by name and gave them a round of applause. Fight on, brother.
My wife says that her Mom, who was the son of a connected guy on the South Side of Chicago, used to routinely tip cops, especially at the airport. It's just what you do.
her Mom, who was the son
I'm sure your wife is a lovely person, bless her heart.
I always try to tip, even if the server (as happened recently at a VERY snooty law firm) flinches in mock horror.
My prepared line (never used) is a blithe, "Well, it's so hard to know who's getting paid fair wages these days, I don't like to assume." But probably I would only feel like being that rude if it was a snooty law firm person looking down on me for being a gauche, low-class tip-giver.
Re: 41
Ooh, where/what was the venue? (In Falkirk)
56: I was at a fancy anniversary party where a sitting US senator (R--barely) did that.
Well I was a party where God personally thanked the apostles.
used to routinely tip cops
I've never been offered a tip but I've been given food a number of times by Tongans and Samoans.
Well I was at a party where I totally did Ogged's Mom, whose name is Jesus.
41: God, must be over 15 years ago, I can't remember at this stage what the hotel was or even how near to the town - the ceremony was in Falkirk itself in a church. Irish friend marrying local girl, they both lived in London. Her family surname Ed/wards.
The bartender at our wedding nearly got our car totaled*; I wasn't sure how to tip him for that.
*if it hadn't been only 6 months old, it would have been totaled; iirc, the repairs were 80-90% of the value of the car.
Ack, we had an open bar at our wedding and we didn't tip the servers; was assuming that they were paid well by the venue (which was expensive). I didn't realize that that was expected of someone purchasing open bar service. We did tip all of the independent contractors.
This is why I hate tipping generally. I do it where it's customary, but it makes compensation about randomness, guilt, and the individual conscientiousness of the customer. People should get paid a reliable, agreed upon amount for doing their jobs, not tipped by benevolent/guilty customers.
I'm pretty much like Witt in 60, plus in this case I wasn't quite sure how payment and tips worked at this kind of place. I figure it's pretty much OK to offer and OK to be refused (in this case, the guy seemed pleased I was tipping, but didn't imply that it was unusual to try to tip under those circumstances). I doubt being doubly tipped is much of a problem for bartenders.
71: Of course. The worst is Christmas. Our building has six concierges and I can't ever manage the "suggested" amount for everyone.
70: In these cases the venue really should explicitly mention whether that's included or not.
And now that you know, next time, you can ask whether the fee gully compensates all the staff including standard gratuity.
But yes, this and 71 are why the institution of tipping is mostly evil.
I only recently found out that we're supposed to have been giving all our kids' teachers Christmas gifts. I was given a frankly appalled look by someone who is generally not judgmental.
72.2: My coöp organizes an annual "christmas gift" to the staff and usually discloses what the total was last year, so I can divide by the number of units to figure out how much I am obligated to give.
In general, I am finding it impossible to stay on top of Xmas and birthday gifts for other people's kids. It's the worst. I suppose for adult acquaintances you just get them a $20 gift certificate.
73: It's possible that they might have mentioned it at some point and I've just forgotten about it, since an affirmative answer would have been pushed out of my memory as something that didn't have to be worried about. I'd also be surprised if it didn't as they were sort of an all-in-one place (ski resort) and these were their regular workers. I do recall my father trying to generously tip one of the bartenders and him being surprised by it and didn't feel it was necessary, but that could have just been due to the norm against having guests tip at an open bar (or just standard "no you shouldn't have" politeness). Gah.
But I'll keep it in mind for next time (with the caveat that I'm hoping to avoid getting married again).
76: I have never heard of giving Xmas or birthday gifts to other people's kids, unless they are family (neices or nephews), or you are specifically invited to a birthday party for the kid.
We got starbucks gift cards for christmas for the daycare teachers; some of the other parents gave them elaborate homemade gifts. You know what? You go ahead and win that status contest, other parents.
80: Nieces and nephews are exactly what's killing me.
Or we'll get a thoughtful gift from a close friend and I realize I'd never ever think to reciprocate.
83: I wish there was an unambiguous but gentle way to signal: I do not come from a gift-giving culture. If you give me a gift, especially unrelated to any holiday, birthday, or other obvious and predictable occasion, I will feel horrible for months about it and will not reciprocate, or will reciprocate lately and shittily. I will also be anxious about making positive comments about material things around you, because seriously sometimes I just say things and am not trolling for presents.
74: I would think being Jewish gives you a 100% legitimate excuse for not giving Christmas presents, but what do I know?
I have a simple policy of not giving gifts at all, and making it clear to potential gift givers I'd prefer not to receive any myself. When it comes to giving I find the process hugely stressful - I can't decide how much to spend or what to get and it turns me into a ball of stress and anxiety. When it comes to getting I'm far enough outside the mainstream in my preferences that the chances of someone other than my most intimate friends getting me something I actually want is small, which then leads to the stress of having to figure out wtf to do with the useless thing that communicates nicely the fact that this person doesn't know me from Adam. I swear to god I'll kill the next person who gives me a copy of The Dancing Wu-Li Masters.
82: I didn't meant to imply that giving gifts to nieces and nephews is required, just that it's not completely unheard of.
This subthread is telling me that the unfogged secret santa is likely to be underwhelming.
88: togolosh gets nothing, everybody else gets a copy of The Dancing Wu-Li Masters. Seriously it'll make you think
I was given a frankly appalled look by someone who is generally not judgmental.
You should have headbutted them. Keep it non-verbal.
The Dancing Wu-Li Masters. Seriously it'll make you think
Sure! It'll make me think... less of you.
The unfogged secret santa isn't that hard. The gift should be worth a set percentage of your adjusted gross income. We'll have a thread in November where we settle on the exact rate and everybody posts their salary.
I had a roommate once who 1. was terrible and 2. was really overgenerous. He got not-inexpensive christmas gifts for all of the rest of us in the house that were all such painful misfires. I think he gave me a copy of Riverdance? We kicked him out of the house shortly thereafter.
he gave me a copy of Riverdance
Made me laugh. From now on I'll always associate Riverdance with you, Sifu.
Maybe he thought I was actually Michael Flatley, is what you're saying?
I grew up with an elementary school teacher parent, and I doubt they're really missing the presents, h-g. Or at least, I know my step-dad would a) never have held it against the parent and b) occasionally begged for relief from the onslaught of mugs and apple-shaped things. (Not that they weren't all appreciated.)
I've taken to randomly giving away foodie-items as thank you's. I don't know if that's a nice thing to do or not -- I mean, it's literally, "Thanks for driving me around! Have some marmalade I made!" I'm otherwise rubbish with presents, but yet, I'm somehow the one who is in charge of presents for my colleagues....