My sons’ friend slept over last night. My family has known for years that he is a bedwetter. Not a problem. We always have protective bedding for him. Recently we bought a 3 piece living room set. The kids are attracted to the new furniture because it has that new kind of memory foam in the cushions and it’s super comfortable. It’s advertised on TV for regular beds but it’s made into living room furniture as well. I took the waterproof mat on the couch and placed extra blankets on the side for more protection. Our guest had a grin on his face and said that it still felt comfortable. Some time during the night he got up and walked over to an UN protected piece of furniture and slept there instead and peed on it. He left right away in the morning. My son discovered it and the whole family is upset over it. My son wants to fight him but I won’t let that happen. They go to different schools so I keep them away from each other,

I called his mom and told him everything. He peed on her furniture before too. She told me that she used a carpet cleaner for own furniture when this happened. She has the more traditional type of cushions though. Would this work on memory foam? Would it get damaged permanently if it gets really wet from that? Can I get the cushions dry cleaned instead? What’s the best way to clean this? Anybody know?
Cassie,

The boy who wet my furniture is 13 and is certainly old enough to know not to "switch beds" during the night given the circumstances. The mom will pay for the cleaning. The kid is banned from my house for good. Personally I see the child at fault but the mom will pay for his screw up.
amberbreeze,

Your answer sounds crazy to me. Of course I would banish other friends/relatives from the house if they slept on my furniture with no protection and peed on it. None of my adult friends or relatives are that disrespectful anyhow. My son wants nothing to do with this kid anymore anyhow. Even if I’m not home he wouldn’t want to be at my house at this point. 13 is old enough to take responsibility for your mistakes. I don’t have an issue with bedwetters. Just the ones who act irresponsibly by sleeping on unprotected furniture.
*smile*

" Treat him this way" ??? He is at my house so often the last 5 years that I would joke about him being my adopted son. He has been treated extremely well over the years. He goes out with us to the movies, parks, shopping even church. I didn’t even complain when he stopped using pullups at night because I had enough protective bedding for him but when he switches beds on me then it’s time to draw the line.
*smile*,

One more thing. Your answer sounds like you want me to baby him. He’s VERY much old enough to take responsibility for his problem. I’m not taking your advice. He’s too old for that. He’s 13 not 6.
amberbreeze,

You are assuming that his move to the other couch was an accident. He’s not even accustomed to sleeping on living room furniture even in his own home. He got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. He figured it was safe for him to sleep on an unprotected couch since he used the toilet in the middle of the night. Given his history, he knew better than to take that risk.
^smile*,

You can stop laughing now. The couch will not be ruined. It has been cleaned quite a bit already but I’ll be calling the store today for advice. (Monday).

My mom is in a wheel chair and has bad sores. She cannot get a cushion.
We tried the ring and a foam rubber cushion- neither worked. The sores are scabbed over but the scabs never go away and are very sore.

What do you think of it so far? I don’t care if there are grammar errors I will fix them later this is a rough draft. So what do you think so far? WHat could I do to make it better?
CHAPTER 1:
Indianapolis, Dayton, Columbus, Morgantown, Cumberland, Baltimore, Salisbury, The towns came and go, Callie not caring one bit, sulking, not saying a word while the rest of the family chatted about Blue Ridge, and how "great" it was supposed to be.
But to Callie, any place that does not have basketball can’t be great. Instead, Callie remembered all the wonderful times she had on the farm and on the court. Help delivering a cow, which she named Ellie, making the game winning basket at the state championship game, milking all the cows every morning, making the varsity team for the next year, which, now, she wouldn’t even get to play on, driving the tractor, walking across the soft earth barefoot, working in the fields all day, her dark farmers tan. She half-heartedly listened to her mother talking, and her sister asking questions about Blue Ridge.
"Mom, what time do classes start? Because you know I am not a morning person and can’t get up early, like Callie."
"All your classes are 1 and 15 minutes long, and you have 15 minutes between classes, and they start at nine, although you might not have one at nine, the schedule is like college, and you will have free periods."
"Oh, ok, thats still way to early though."
"So are you going to try out for any sports?"
"You know I hate sports!"
"What about you Callie? Are you going to do any sports?"
Callie ignored her, like she had been doing since she had to leave, letting her mother know how she felt about this new school.
As they entered Ocean City, Callie became more and more upset, reality sinking in, harder than ever. Her Future as a Basketball star, gone forever, her days at the farm, gone until June, fresh cow milk every morning, home grown produce, going barefoot, feeling the soft earth on the tough soles of her feet, all gone until June, the school holidays.
They pulled into the parking lot at Blue Ridge, and found the office soon afterward, and Callie sulked as her mother got her schedule, dorm assignment, and textbooks, and Jordyn got her own, as she was not uspet about Blue Ridge at all.
"This showed they truly were fraternal twins," Callie thought, "she was a country girl, and a hard core athlete. Jordyn, on the other hand, hated the country, was super girly, and hated sports. It seemed like the only thing they had in common was that their parents, teachers, and friends thought they were geniuses."
They had skipped the second grade, and STILL everyone thought they were geniuses, but Callie didn’t think that she was, she was constantly confused in school, and didn’t even get all a’s. She got all A’s in the off-season, but during basketball season it was all b’s. Callie didn’t get why everyone thought she was so smart, when she wasn’t, she wasn’t dumb, but she wasn’t smart either.
They walked across campus, her parents and Jordyn admiring the ocean view, Callie loving it, but not showng it. She refused to give her parents any satisfaction.
"What dorm are two in?" asked Mom. Callie sat her suitcase and backpack down on the bench, took off her sunglasses and pulled out the folder with her schedule and dorm assignment. "That One" Callie said moodily at exactly the same time Jordyn said the exact same thing excitedly, as they both pointed at the same steel building right in front of them. It was the Amanda L. Wilkins dorm. All Blue Ridge dorms were named after the first teachers, who taught in 1993, when the school opened.
Callie did have to admit the dorm did look cool, Steel with a Blue Door and trim, and lots and lots of windows, all the way up to 9th floor. They entered the building and immediately felt the rush of cold air from the air conditioning. They took the elevator up to the 6th floor, stopping at the 5th floor when a scrawny little girl who looked like she was a 6th grader, got out with her parents.
They reached their own dorm, opened the door, and found one other girl already there, putting clothes in the closet. There was a set of bunk beds in one end, and two twin beds at the other. Callie and Jordyn sat their stuff on the twin beds, and introduced themselves to the other girl, whose name turned out to be Elise. Callie noticed that all her clothes were from name brand stores, most with tags still on them, and all very new looking. She glanced at her suitcase, stuffed full with clothes, none of them new, all at least a year old.
They started putting some of their own things away, too. Elise finished when they were halfway done, she told them they would go look at the campus when they were done, this was her first year also, as she plopped down on the huge 5-cushion couch, next to Callie’s mom. The couch was ocean blue, just like the curtains, doors, bunk beds and trim.
One hour later, maps in hand, Callie, Jordyn, Elise walked out o
out of the dorm and onto the campus. Callie and Jordyn said good-bye to their parents, and promised to email on their new mac laptops every other day.
They walked around campus, seeing all the buildings, tennis courts, and the outdoor pool, as well as the gym and indoor pool. Callie felt a pang of sadness when they entered the gym, remembering her basketball dream. Tears welled up in her eyes, wishing with all her heart that Blue Ridge had a basketball team. I mean, they did have lots of sports teams, Volleyball, Football, Cross-Country, Wrestling, Boys Basketball, Swimming, Track and Field, Lacrosse, Soccer, Golf, Softball, Baseball, and Tennis, but no Girls Basketball team. With those thoughts in mind, especially the thought that the boys had a basketball team, made Callie start bawling, and she couldn’t stop, nothing Jordyn or Elise said could stop her.
They went back to their dorm, and Callie laid on her bed and cried and cried. Finally, she felt she could cry no more and sat up. She went and sat on the couch, next to Jordyn. Elise asked Callie if she was okay, and after Callie replied (I guess so…)
Callie started questioning Elise.
"So, do you play any sports?"
"Yeah, I played basketball last year, but obviously not anymore, but I will tryout for volleyball and softball, softball is my favorite sport"
The thought got Callie on the verge of tears again, but she held them back this time.
"What position do you play in basketball? I play point guard, and I was supposed to be the starter on the varsity team back in Wyoming."
"I also play point guard, but I was probably only going to be on Freshman or JV team back home"
The Threesome continued to talk, and found out that Elise was from Upstate New York. She had 3 brothers and 5 sisters. Her youngest brother, Jakob, and youngest sister, Edyn, went to public school in New York, and lived at home as they were too young to attend Blue Ridge. Jeremy, 11, lived in the Benjamin A. Huebsch dorm. Kaelyn was 12 and has Autism, so she goes to a special school in New York for Autistic children.
Her 13 year old sister Isabelle was in the Melissa D. Wible dorm. Living in the Adrienne L. Young dorm was her sister, Kristin. Off at college were Kylie and Mason, her oldest siblings.

Elise, Callie, and Jordyn went down to the Cafeteria, and had dinner, slices of pepperoni pizza, salad, and hot fudge sundaes. Full and tired, they went back to their dorm, the dorm door slamming behind them, waking the last roommate, who had appeard while they were at dinner.
"Why the hell did you dumb asses wake me up?" asked the roommate, who was dressed fully in black leatherhear long fingernails painted black, her dirty blonde hair, was dyed black, the very tips showing dirty blonde, proving it was dyed.
It is called "Shattered Dreams", I think, lol I haven’t decided.

I am 13 with a beach themed room and b4 u say anything i cannot get any actual furniture. I cant afford it plus if my mom doesn’t go 4 it i must b able 2 de-assemble it quickly. i cant use a blanket 4 a rug cuz itll get filthy cuz fyi i have 3 dogs and a cat. so any suggestions must be makeshift and stable. And ill do anything short of murder 2 learn how to makeshift a papasan (u know those huge round chairs with like a basket base w/ a cushion on top) s any suggestions that fit the query are greatly appriceated.

For my daughters first birthday we had gotten her a step 2 table and umbrella. Its the foldable one with market umbrella that fits 6-8 kids, but then my mom decided to give us the money and she is giving her that. SO now we have gotten her: the girl colored megabloks, the new crayol crayons and coloring book for toddlers, the "my mommy’s tote" book, some bath toys, and a "little mommy" baby doll rfom fisher-price. We are also getting her this adorable pink and white baby doll crib that is round and has a pink canopy. I really would like to get her one other cute unique gift, but I’m not sure what it should be. I want something fun, and creative. I’m not into making things or like keepsakie things. And we have also added money to her Orange account. But I really want one-two more things that are just super unique. Although she is a baby still she is developementally advanced, so a lot of the "baby" toys that she has shes already lost some interest in. She loves music and lights tho.
O and an orange account for those that dont know, is not an investment in citrus. It is a high yeild online bank.
Well she is getting moeny and her party will be about 60 guests, I’m from NJ and our culture is cheap. So the average is 10 people for a b-day party at almost any age (except 16 and 21).

For my daughters first birthday we had gotten her a step 2 table and umbrella. Its the foldable one with market umbrella that fits 6-8 kids, but then my mom decided to give us the money and she is giving her that. SO now we have gotten her: the girl colored megabloks, the new crayol crayons and coloring book for toddlers, the "my mommy’s tote" book, some bath toys, and a "little mommy" baby doll rfom fisher-price. We are also getting her this adorable pink and white baby doll crib that is round and has a pink canopy. I really would like to get her one other cute unique gift, but I’m not sure what it should be. I want something fun, and creative. I’m not into making things or like keepsakie things. And we have also added money to her Orange account. But I really want one-two more things that are just super unique. Although she is a baby still she is developementally advanced, so a lot of the "baby" toys that she has shes already lost some interest in. She loves music and lights tho.
And for those unfamiliar, and Orange account is not an investment in citrus. It is a savings account in an online bank that has a higher then average APR.
I did mention that my mom got her a table right?
Hannah;s mommy-did you get her the "my first" or the original anywhere chair? I was looking at them before but wasnt sure which size would be best and how well they hold up? Like do they smoosh down and sag after a bit?

I was wondering if this litography would be good enough to turn in, or maybe even publish someday if I become a Journalist (I don’t want to but who knows what could happen?)
Please be a critic

Commit To Reading!
By Emily

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.” – Helen Keller

One of the essentials of being successful in life is being able to read and write. I think reading is something that makes you a smarter person. It opens a door to exploring new secrets of the unknown world. It creates a magical impact that you can only collide with in your mind. Sometimes, the story seems so real that you wake up from a book and think that you are still in a mysterious world. Every person in this universe would be completely mindless without reading. I think that reading is a huge segment of life. Everything would be offbeat. No one would know where to go, or where they are going.
Reading is fun for enjoyment, as well as writing.

One of my first memories as a reader was when I would go to the library with my mom. She and I would pick out tons of books to check out, and then later, read them. We would often sit on the cushions of the benches and read other books that we couldn’t check out because of the book limit. I enjoyed this very much, and I think it had a great impact on my future as a reader. It helped bring me closer to reading.
When I was in the 6th grade, I went that same library for a Harry Potter book release party with one of my friends. Harry Potter has also influenced me to read thicker books as well as more challenging ones.
In 7th grade, I stopped reading for a period of time. I didn’t think it was cool to read, which was a big mistake. My grades soon dropped, but my mom encouraged me to read more often. Because of this, my grades got better. Reading helped me to learn new things and try a little harder in school.

Reading has also affected my writing skills dramatically. I often sit on my bed at night with one little book lamp for light and I write poems. Even though teachers force us to write, I still like to think of it as writing for enjoyment. If I think of it like this, then it helps me to do a much better job on my writing pieces for school. To write is not to put random words on paper, it’s to express your feelings, opinions, and views on life in a descriptive manner.
My 3rd grade teacher was the most active person in my writing future. Even though I was very young at the time, she inspired me to write. She would hand me a piece of paper and say, “I want you to write down all your thoughts.”
So I did. And I turned out to be a very good writer for my age. One of the things I liked best about her was when I wanted to give up, she would urge me to write more. Our class would do short stories, and I came up with one that made her smile. She was the meanest teacher I ever had, but she pushed us so hard to read and write, that we all ended up liking literature.

I will definitely keep reading and writing in my future. Reading has shaped me to be a smarter individual. Being able to read is probably what I love most. I would not be able to read funny comics, or read lyrics to a song. I treasure reading. Commit to reading, because it gives you a better purpose to enjoy the little things in life.

This started out as a mission to get him 19 different funny kid-like presents and 1 serious one but i started running low on cash so here’s what I’ve got so far

1 toy dashboard monkey
1 monkey with a parachute (sort of like the little army men)
1 message board thing with a monkey on it
1 whoopee cushion
a light up yoyo
a toy motorcycle (he always says he wants a motorcycle)
a couple of little frogs that you can flick and they jump
a deck of magic cards
a cd he told me he wanted
a supermario brothers handheld game
and my mom made him some chocolate things

He loves monkeys, video games, messing with his older brother, all kinds of food, and we have quite a few inside jokes. I’m trying not to make too much of the present if possible. I’ve made his last few gifts.

Does anyone have any additional ideas for the list? Does this sound like a good idea so far?
Also, he lives alone at college close to an hour away so he gets pretty bored.

When I was 14, a freshman…In P.E.we were playing indoor soccer(not the best game huh?). Me and my friend both went for the ball and we collided, we hit heads. I fell back and hit the ground, directly on my butt. He regained his balance and did not fall. I was knocked out for only a few seconds and I regained consciousness. I tried to get up, but I couldn’t, it hurt and my P.E. teacher ran up to me and told me to try to get up slowly when I was ready to move. I finally got up and I got some water and I sat off to the side. All of a sudden, it started to hurt very very badly and I just started crying. It didn’t hurt me bad enough to cry, but I did. I got dressed back into my clothes and I started being unable to walk. They called my mom and I was taken to the car in a wheelchair and my mom drove me to the hospital and I had gotten x-rayed on. Our hospital is by far the worst hospital after this experience. They said they could not see anything in the x-ray, that is utterly ridiculous, they told me it was bruised. They gave me NO pain medicine or any help for it. All they told me was to sit on a cushion and not to move much. 5 months away from a year later, The pain is back. I felt perfectly fine when I woke up, I went to school, but when I got out of the car…the pain just struck me all of a sudden. I didn’t know what to do so I just went to my classes until Foods. I had enough of the pain and I called home. The pain is all over my lower my lower back, It is very hard to walk, I can barely even use the bathroom or roll over in the bed. I am a 15 year old female.
Thanks everyone : ) and yeah Sim, it does suck big hairy donkey testicles.
Also, I haven’t had sex before so no. I don’t have aids.

I would like to know if anyone knows of a good web site with instructions and pictures of how to cover a chair cushion with your owne fabric. I tried looking and havent found what i need. see this is for my mom because shes not listening to my instructions since i know how to do this task. she cut her own cloth with out a ruler, didnt measure what she needed to cut and is using small screws to attach the fabric and the back of a screwdriver to tap them in. i told her she needed a staple gun but shes ignorant and wont listen and i even tried to show her but she doesnt care. The fabric is all bunched up in the corners and looks like its gonna fall off. i need to show her easy instructions with pictures so then maybe she would listen to that inteasd of not listening to me.