Stuff you do now because you couldn't when you were a kid. . .

you know having mother that should of never had kids i always wondered what it was like to have normal parents now i realize i should of appreicated my mother more althouhg she did make me do a few things i didnt want to to ie dishes and laundry and after a few years even most of that ended

my mother was like someones favorite aunt she let you do 90 percent of what ever you wanted when you wanted to do it

good for a once a year visit maybe raising kids i wouldnt think so

the schools and social services never approved of this attitude either althouhg every kid on the block was usually at out house
of course it was amusing when my step dad pointed out to me on my 18th and 21 birthday that they werent any special ocassions since i had been doing those things since i was 14 anyways

the only downside is shed occasionaly forget she had offspring and would leave us somewhere or soemthing like that or in a conversation have to remeber who we were and where we were

but even though my mom was a certified space cadet knew nothing of housekeeping and such reading some some of these posts make me glad i had her

I became vegetarian, which my parents would not allow me to do when I was a teenager.

I think that most of the things I couldn’t do when I was a kid, I don’t want to do now.

I think I am boring.

My husband wanted to add these:

He votes Democrat.

He doesn’t go to church.

I was never allowed to own a real gun while living with my folks and as soon as I got my first apartment, I went out and bought a . 22 caliber, semi-auto rifle and scope from WesternAuto.

A couple of times, just for the heck of it, I walked around my place nude – not allowed as a kid.

I repaired car parts on the kitchen table.

Set off firecrackers inside.

Stay up real late most of the time.

I’ve had pizza, soup, ice cream or soda for breakfast, or no breakfast at all.

Painted the tiny spare room in one apartment flat black and installed black lights, glow-in-the-dark stars on one wall and colored lights and used it as a party room.

When I got my first apartment, along with buying a gun, I went out and bought booze and stocked it in the place! Then I partied a lot.

Played my stereo loudly.

Took off whenever I wanted, day or night. (MY folks had a strict rule: Under 19, you do not just come and go as you please without letting Mom and Pop know and they often would veto middle of the night wanderings under threat of harsh punishment.)

Slammed doors. O-boy! That was not allowed in my family home. Slamming doors would bring Great Wrath down upon your head and one day, after moving out, I slammed a door, winced and expected a shout, but getting none, realizing I was in my own pad, I walked around and slammed every room door, just for the heck of it.

Mowed the lawn when my car started to disappear in the grass. My folks required the lawn to be mowed once or twice a month and I hate mowing lawns.

We could never afford fast food (my mom was single going to college raising 2 kids), so now whenever I go out, I order happy meals. I’m making up for lost years of toys.

I also order desserts when I go to restaurants. And I don’t always take my leftovers home in a doggy bag.

And I stay up all night…no more 8 pm bedtime for me!

Pizza! Every night!
So there! :slight_smile:

Hey! I found another smoker. :slight_smile:

Do you live in the USA Loaded Dog?

Spidy, are you kidding?! I think eating vegge is super cool and tres interesaunt.

All this talk of pizza is making me hungry.

I’ve got plenty but don’t want to list them all here. My SO had about the same restrictions growing up so we have fun at our own place. We do not have it messy but we are not clean freaks.

Turn up the Heat or run the A/C whenever we want, how cold or how hot we wanna make it.

Leave lights on, TV on, radio on, computer on, etc. no matter how late or how early. Sometimes we have the TV on all night. We do go to sleep but hell if we wanna watch a late night movie, we will do it.

Go to sleep whenever we want to and sleep in late on Sundays or do whatever on Sundays, no Church goings unless we say so.

Leave and come home whenever we want to without reporting in.

Sleep anywhere in the house be it on the floor, chair, bed, table, sofa, outside patio, etc. One time when I was younger there was some friends over and we decided to sleep out on the enclosed patio. Well I got hell for that and we had to go inside in the beds. No there wasn’t anything wrong going on, it was just too HOT out and it was nice there but NO we had to go inside in THE BEDs.

Drink Chocolate Milk!

Eat Whatever for Whatever Meal :slight_smile:

I smoke.

I still go to sleep with the TV in my room on. It only gets shut off when I leave the house and if it goes off at night, like due to a power flux, I wake up and turn it back on. Now, when I wake up for a snack or smoke, I just roll over and watch the tube.

Eat in bed. I do it all of the time.

Several times I charged out of the house around 1 or 2 in the morning, ran to the store and bought a quart or half gallon of chocolate milk and guzzled most of it down when I got home. I did the same thing for ice cream a couple of times.

Coming home drunk and sprawling out on the living room carpet to sober up. The folks would not allow that at all!

On a cold day, soaking for hours in my warm bathtub with no one pounding at the door to use the can.

Buying what I want to eat at the grocery store. (Down with you, Liver!!) Being able to eat hot-dogs cooked or raw for days if I choose and having as much soda as I want along with chips!

Being able to call in sick for work, even if I’m not, without those irritated looks and questions folks can give you if you do that.

In absolute control of my own air-conditioning and heating!

I once, on a rainy day, set my habachi up on my kitchen table, opened the widow above it, poked a big box fan in there, and cranked open my bedroom window. Then I BBQ’d ribs. :smiley: The fan carried the smoke out and the cross current kept it from getting into everything.

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Thanks, racerx!

I get pure satisfaction from:

Opening a new loaf of bread before the old one is gone.

Turning on all the lights in the house.

Drinking orange juice any time of day that I want it.

Putting the pitcher of tea or milk jug back in the frig with only 1 swallow left.

Eating my dessert first.

Sleeping on the sofa if I want to.

Running my dishwasher with two plates and fork in it if I feel like it!