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I’m 16 years old male and about 6’1 and tonight i hit my mom 3 times. I was raised to believe hitting women is wrong and still do. Anyway this is what happened. I had made dinner for my mom on my Friday night about 8:30, she didn’t get home till about 10:30. When she got there she was drunk and possibly had taken some pills. She came in raving about an incident that happened at the bar, and started trying to pick fights with me ranging anywhere from her not being able to find her food in the microwave to why i was looking at her. After enough ridicule i finally confronted her and said for her to leave me alone and that she needed to go to bed.

Then she threw her dinner at me and hit me with her purse, i shrugged it off and she proceeded with name calling. Just to give you an idea it was mostly about how i always did things wrong and everybody is against her in the world and i’m like them. Now that being said her vulgarity and insults hurt so I eventually started arguing and she began screaming.

Ultimately it came down to her trying to poke fun at the fact my dad committed suicide when i was a couple months old, and she said i was like him and should go off myself to. After that something clicked in me and i held her down by her shoulders and told her to never talk about my father again. When i finished saying that she locked a hand in my hair and started to wail on me. I’m a pretty big dude so the punches and kicks don’t hurt but she did rip some hair out. Anyway with her death grip locked she put a key in between her fist and started trying to stab me. i blocked her key hand and avoided her attempts that could harm me but she wouldn’t let go. So i told her if she didn’t let go i would make her let go and she kept attacking me so i punched her till she would let go (3 times).
Afterward i ran out of the room locked my door and called my ride to come pick me up no details.
Well even though i locked my room she kicked it in and started yelling at me more, I ignored it the best I could till’ she left.

I’ve been crying ever since. This has been happening every once and a while since I was 11 and i had never retaliated until now. I know and feel deep down that no matter what she could do you should never hit a woman and I know that I was wrong. At this point i’m just trying to figure out where to go from here.

Any advice is appreciated

My girl is a very caring person. She has a very well developed mother-instinct, so it seems, because she treats me almost like a child, since when I broke both my arms she helped me with eating. She’s very protective, since she literally smashed a banana spider that was charging me – it crept out of a cluster of bananas, and I am terrified of spiders, so I didn’t move and it was moving towards me, with its front raised towards me. My girl pushed me away and smashed the spider with a book. And we all know how dangerous those spiders are. So she’s kind of a worrying person, to say the least.

So we went to the beach last month. My stroke of bad luck seemed to follow me, as when we walked on the beach – and her pulling me away from stepping into jellyfish – I stepped into something quite different. A weever fish, I think it is called in English. Over here, we call it ‘Pieterman’. It has a nasty stinger and it stung me in my foot. It hurt a bit so she asked me if I was alright, and the pain was getting increasingly worse. We made our way back home, with her carrying our stuff AND supporting me.

So we got back in our apartment, and while she was cooking our evening meal, I was enjoying the tea she made for me. I got up from my chair and I fell to the ground, it seems, screaming in pain. She heard it and rushed to my side, then I fainted.

I woke up in a hospital bed. The doctor said I was lucky to have my guardian angel with me at the time. He also said she had to keep an eye on me, and believe me, she did. She said that I wasn’t going anywhere without her consent. I strained to get up but she gently pushed me down. Anyway. She kept looking at me, as if she was going to cry. I told her to leave, and have a nice holiday on her own. It was lovely weather outside, the beach was close and I told her to get out and enjoy herself. But she said it was her duty to stay at my side. I’ve asked her countless times. It almost seemed as if she was in more pain than I was. I hate seeing her go through that – and that’s not the first time – so is there anything I can do to make her take it a bit more easy on me ?
I don’t ask for all this shit to happen to me, you know, I’m not reckless or anything…

Sorry for the repost, but i wanted to give others another chance to answer if they had more to add with my responses.

Today i was replacing 2 stripped wheel lug studs on my wife’s 2008 Kia Optima. After struggling for about 2 hours, I got that done. While i had the front wheels off, i decided to go ahead and replace the brake pads (was 1 more bolt to remove to do it.)

After i put everything back together, i took it for a spin around the block just to verify brake pressure works/torque held on lugs/etc… During this drive, i noticed a scraping sound that seems proportional to whatever speed i was going. I felt no lack of braking power, and it wasn’t pulling to one side or the other, but this scraping has me concerned.

This is the first time i have changed my own pads in probably 10 years and I would like to verify i didn’t do anything wrong or if this sound is normal as they settle into the new rotor, etc…

1.) i broke torque on the lugs on the ground
2.) jacked it up and placed it on a jack stand
3.) removed all lugs and the wheel/tire
4.) removed the caliper assembly and hung it from the suspension with a bungee cord
5.) removed the 2 screws holding the rotor disc in place, then removed the rotor disc
6.) beat on the 2 lugs that were stripped with a large hammer (never missed a swing or anything like that.) until they came out
7.) put in the 2 new lugs and drew them into they slots with stacks of washers and an old lug nut that went in the trash
8.) inspected the rotor disc and found no glazing or fine scratches/valleys
9.) put the rotor disc back on with the 2 screws that hold it in place
10.) put the caliper assembly back around the rotor
11.) opened the caliper assembly and took mental pictures of how the brake pads were seated
12.) removed old brake pads/clips and installed new brake pads/clips
13.) compressed the caliper piston to it’s initial position
14.) closed the caliper assembly and checked all torques on it (75 ft-lb for the assembly and 25 ft-lb for the bolt that keeps the assembly closed)
15.) put the tire back on and hand tightened it
16.) raised the jack, removed the jack stand, and then lowered the jack
17.) torqued the lugs to 80 ft-lb each in a star pattern (service manual calls for 65-80 ft-lb)
18.) rechecked torque on all lugs (using a hand click-wrench)
19.) pumped the brakes a bunch of times to reset the caliper piston
20.) drove it around the block and heard the weird scraping sound

Now i didnt use any anti-squeal lubricant
These are ceramic brake pads
This is a 2008 Kia Optima LX 2.4 4 banger

Perhaps this sound is normal as they wear in on the new rotors, but perhaps it is not. I just wanted to check and see if this is something i should take another look at or if i can keep driving and the sound will go away

Thanks for ALL usefull responses

I spun the rotor by hand before putting the wheel back on and didnt notice any additional resistance than i would expect (front wheel on a front wheel drive vehicle). I didn’t hear any scraping either but probably turning too slow to hear any scraping that way

just to clarify better, it is more of a scraping sound than a squealing sound… not a constant scrap, more like it scrapes at one location. I hope this doesnt mean a warped rotor or something of that sort, but at the same time, i believe i would have heard something on the old brakes with a warped rotor

It seems as if it consistently scrape with the wheel in the same position every time. So probably get a scraping sound 1/4 – 1/3 of a full rotation of the wheel… louder at low speed. This is while driving, not braking. I will check tomorrow to verify that it does or does not make the sound while braking, but it is bed time…Luckily i have another vehicle to drive to work tomorrow

Thank you so much again for any help
Is it possible it could be the very thin metal guard behind the rotor scraping as i drive? i had to rotate it to get the new lug studs in and i guess it is possible that it could be rubbing

I really don’t understand how someone could install brake pads incorrectly with how easy it is (at least on this vehicle)

My girl is a very caring person. She has a very well developed mother-instinct, so it seems, because she treats me almost like a child, since when I broke both my arms she helped me with eating. She’s very protective, since she literally smashed a banana spider that was charging me – it crept out of a cluster of bananas, and I am terrified of spiders, so I didn’t move and it was moving towards me, with its front raised towards me. My girl pushed me away and smashed the spider with a book. And we all know how dangerous those spiders are. So she’s kind of a worrying person, to say the least.

So we went to the beach last month. My stroke of bad luck seemed to follow me, as when we walked on the beach – and her pulling me away from stepping into jellyfish – I stepped into something quite different. A weever fish, I think it is called in English. Over here, we call it ‘Pieterman’. It has a nasty stinger and it stung me in my foot. It hurt a bit so she asked me if I was alright, and the pain was getting increasingly worse. We made our way back home, with her carrying our stuff AND supporting me.

So we got back in our apartment, and while she was cooking our evening meal, I was enjoying the tea she made for me. I got up from my chair and I fell to the ground, it seems, screaming in pain. She heard it and rushed to my side, then I fainted.

I woke up in a hospital bed. The doctor said I was lucky to have my guardian angel with me at the time. I strained to get up but she gently pushed me down. Anyway. She kept looking at me, as if she was going to cry. I told her to leave, and have a nice holiday on her own. It was lovely weather outside, the beach was close and I told her to get out and enjoy herself. But she said it was her duty to stay at my side. I’ve asked her countless times. It almost seemed as if she was in more pain than I was. I hate seeing her go through that – and that’s not the first time – so is there anything I can do to make her take it a bit more easy on me ?

On the 7th of november i am going to a concert, its my all time favourite band. So im really excited. Anyway it will be the first time i have left my son. He will be 15 months old.

My mum knows about us (me and fiance) going to the concert as she paid for half of the ticket as a birthday present for me. She just assumed she would be looking after my son and when i told her that my cousin is going to be looking after him instead she didnt really listen to me and she still assumes she will be looking after him.

My mum smokes and so does my dad and their house absolutely stinks of smoke. My mum goes to bed very early, around 7.30pm, me and my son dont usually go to bed until anywhere from 10.30pm-midnight. Which suits us fine as we wake up late, about 8-9am. My fiance works night shift so its nice we all get a sleep in in the mornings. I could not imagine my mum being able to stay up that late with my son. It would be ok because my dad stays up late but he isnt to comfortable around my son, he will play with him for like 10 minutes before he starts to get a bit nervous and anxious and brings him back to me. Also her food hygiene is almost 0! She was cutting chicken for dinner the other night and then wiped her hands on a tea towel and then used that towel to dry dishes! Lucky i pointed it out to her and she changed the towel and just said "oh i never even think about that". So who knows how many times she has done that before. Also if my son drops food off his high chair, like bits of fruit or something she just puts it straight back in his bowl and doesnt wash it or anything.

We have asked my cousin to look after him. She often looks after her sisters (my other cousin) 2 kids who are 3 and 6 months old, so she knows what she is doing. Plus she has just studied to be a pre school teacher. I just feel more comfortable knowing he will be safe.

I have told my mum the reasons why i dont want her looking after him but she just says "oh il be fine, i raised you two" (me and my brother). She promises not to smoke inside and that she will stay up with him, but i just dont know. I mean, i would most likely leave him with her because he knows her much better than he knows my cousin because he doesnt see her very often but fiance has said a big fat no because he doesnt like her smoking, which is his biggest issue. Which i completely understand.

So how can i make her understand that she is infact not looking after him and that my cousin is. Without having to be real mean about it?
My mum refuses to come to our house. We have 2 pitbulls and she hates them. They are great dogs and if she wanted to she could lock them outside. But she refuses to be around them because she thinks they are going to kill her.

I could arrange for them to go to a kennel, but thats more money which we dont have and too much bother. Actually.. a few days without our dogs could be nice.. i may talk to fiance about this

My husband & I have been looking for our first house to buy. This past Saturday we finally found our perfect house. It is evrthing we are asking for. The house is way underpriced so we are offering what they are asking for but can’t afford to bid anymore than that. We put our boffer in today. Its been on the market since Friday and it already has 3 offer on it besides ours. We love this house & we are scared we are not going to get it because somebody might offer more than what they are asking. We say the house on Saturday, it is neing sold by the realtor but the couple who owns it was at the house when we wre there. They are an older couple who lived in the house 53 years & raised all their kids there who know have kids of their own. We were at the house for an hour and a half checking it out & talking to the couple. The woman who owned it loved me. I told her that I loved her house, that it was the perfect house for my husband & I to eventually raise our family & it was what we have been looking for. She had pulled me aside & was whispering because there were other people that were looing at the house while we were there. She told me that some other people who looked at it were coming by again to have a second walk through before they put a bid on it & then she told me that she would love for my husband & I to get the house. That shw thought it would be perfect for us & that we reminded her of her & her husband 53 years ago when they bought that house. It was their first & only house together. So I was thinking about writing her a letter with our offer to maybe help us out. My mother in law suggested to me & I dont think its a bad idead considering its been onthe market since Firday an it already has 3 offers besides ours. I want to wrie this letter but not sure what to say in it. I’ll gibe you a little background. Husband & I have been married for 1 1/2 years & no kids so far but we are trying. The house we are looking at is the neighborhood he grew up in. Our kids will be going to the same school he did. The owners kids also went to the same school as him but they are much older. Once we get a house we our getting a labrador & the woman told me they aslo once had a lab. The house is 3 beds. 1 1/2 baths & beautiful yard. Perfect four our dog when we get one & eventually our kids. What should I say in this letter?
Sorry for the spelling. Typing in a rush. Im at work & Im meeting with the realtor in an hour so I was trying to get some quick advice. Thanks!!

He says that he will always be attracted to me even though he sees cute women in his office meetings. When we are in bed he’ll ask "Who is this naked lady next to me? Is it and say name?" He’ll face me and say Who’s a$$ is it that I am pinching? Then he will pinch me. His parents told me and he himself told me that he had plenty of offers at the places he worked when he was married. He is divorced. He always held a high positioned job. It’s like they are telling me he is a good catch. His dad told me said he kept a close eye on any funny business because he said he raised his son to not do run around while being married. My fiance will tell me this co-worker is pretty, or a celebrity on tv or random women on the street, then he will kinda stare at me as if to get a reaction from me which I won’t give him the satisfaction of doing. So is he trying to undermine me or make me jealous or insecure or maybe trying to say he doesn’t like how I look?

I have 2 year old twin girls Willow and Arielle. They still sleep together at night and I was wondering at what age do you make them sleep in separate beds?

I did post this earlier, and the responses were ratings from good to boring, so I want to know please; what would you suggest to make this more interesting? You can be honest, but please be constructive rather than saying ‘lol wut crap i own u’ =)

Ok, so after posting this yesterday I made a few changes to my intro and would like to know what you think
- The thief is not supposed to have a name, or much emotion at this point
- It’s supposed to be fast paced

The thief threw himself up against a stone wall, and listened carefully as soldiers rushed past. He glanced at the fist sized crystal clutched tightly in his hand, it didn’t stop glowing. He tugged the travelling cloak that hung around his shoulders, and started to ravel the crystal within the brown linen. No one had followed him down the corridor, he realised, as he listened. Steadily, he looked from one end to the other of the grand stone corridor. A bell chimed from nearby, and he looked around dazed. The warning bell had been struck, and the soldiers of Sarab Far fortress knew he was there. He sprinted down the corridor, and up a spiral staircase.

The thief arrived at a corridor of servant’s quarters, and wooden doors lined the stone walls. He carefully trod along the corridor, and the warning bell rang in the distance. A murmur of voices grew louder, and the thief could see shadows creep slowly towards him. He threw himself into a servant’s room. He shut the door quickly, as the sounds of voices became clearer.

"What has he stolen then?" said the first voice. The thief held his breath and leaned firmly against the door as guards drifted past.
"The crystal Donkstein took from the Yeti," a second voice said. They stopped suddenly, and the thief gripped his trophy crystal even tighter as he listened to the guards speak.
"Do we know who it is? Is it an Elf?" the first voice asked. The soldier sounded flustered.
"We do not know captain, no one has had a clear look at the thief," the second voice said. The thief pulled his hood tighter over his head, and breathed a short sigh of relief as the soldiers continued to walk past. He quickly placed the green crystal onto a small table, and searched the servant’s room. There was a wooden mallet underneath the servant’s bed. It wasn’t going to help him.

He snatched up the crystal once more, and pressed his ear against the door. Slowly, he opened the door, and peered across the corridor. There was no one nearby, but the warning bell rang. He sprinted down the corridor, and panted heavily.

He turned a corner into a wider corridor, but stopped suddenly as he saw two crossbowmen in dark green armour. They turned quickly, and lowered their bows once they saw him.
"That’s him! Open fire!" one of the guards bellowed. The thief dived to the floor, and hit the ground with a thud as two heavy bolts whirred through the air above his head.
"Reload, damn it!" the second crossbowman ordered. The thief reached for the dagger that hung from his waste, and quickly drew the blade. He darted towards the crossbowmen as they loaded more bolts into their crossbows, and plunged his dagger forward in a deadly blow. It struck the first soldier in the chest. He fell to the floor, as blood cascaded across his green armour. The remaining soldier raised a bolt ready to stab the attacker, but the hooded fiend brought the crystal in his hand against the soldiers head. In a thud, the soldier fell to the floor.
The murderer took a step back, and looked at the two fallen soldiers with admirable glee.
"Down here!" cried a distant guard. The murderer secreted his blade back into the scabbard at his waste, and sprinted onwards through the fortress. Time pressed on, as he ran through Sarab Far.
The ‘posted it yesterday’ bit is because i copied the whole thing from a previous question =)

I know this is a lot to read, but please bare with me. I have to explain everything in order to get better answers.

I rescued a dog… 5 year old full blooded Jack Russell Terrier, Misty. She was given to me by a family that was going to have her killed for no good reason. She has all her shots up to date, microchip, and spayed. She’s not dumb, but has not been raised properly. She was left to live outside in a fence her entire life and was never walked, shown any love, and obviously, she hasn’t been bathed a lot (probably never). She is extremely passive which says she may have been abused, or made to feel unworthy in some way. We brought her in to our apartment and have shown her she is allowed to sit on the couch, sleep in the bed, etc. She is very loving and likes to give kisses. In 3 days, I was able to teach her a couple tricks such as "up" for stand on back legs, to sit, and to shake hands, for treats, and not to potty in the house. She waits for her regular walk, which is at least 3 times a day. she is very intelligent. She had a rash when we got her, and a week later, the rash is gone. We saved her life and intend to make it better, but it’s very hard to want to give her attention when she smells so badly. We have bathed her every other day since she’s been home, first using hartz flea and tick shampoo with a pine sent, but felt we needed oatmeal dog shampoo to relieve the rash (which worked like a charm) but no matter how much we bathe her and scrub her, it seems that she’s been outside for so long that the stink is stuck in her skin or something. I understand that she will smell after going for a walk or a jog, but why does she still stink even right after having a bath? I’ve had dogs before that did not have this problem. It’s just that I want her to feel like family and have the same comforts as the rest of the family, like getting on the furniture or covering up with a blanket like she loves to do, oddly. I just want her to smell good when she has just had a bath. I can’t afford to buy expensive dog shampoos and expensive food (I feed her Science Diet). But I surely can’t go to petco and spend a hundred dollars on shampoos and things that might not work. Growing up, I had a dog with fluffy fur, he lived in and out of the house and would get really smelly, and my mom washed him with Dawn dish soap. I don’t trust my mom’s instincts, I’m afraid of burning Misty’s eyes. Can somebody please tell me what to do? And if you can think of any other advice for someone who has adopted a full grown dog, that will be helpful as well.