Why are people so passionate about animal abuse but have no problem with abortion?
Well, logic went right out the door for this question. Animal abuse is the wilful harm and suffering of a helpless animal. If you kill that animal, you're taking away its life and likely causing it a great deal of pain. Animal abuse is repulsive. Abortion is a medical procedure that ends a pregnancy. It causes the emptying of the contents of a woman's uterus, a part of her body which she has the ultimate control over. Most abortions are performed at an embryonic stage when the embryo is a mere fraction of an inch, weighs less than a gram, looks like a seahorse, has no limbs, and no ability to think or feel. An embryo does not and should not have rights. The abortion of an embryo is as significant as the removal of a wart. Women have rights. Animals have rights.
Which famous people wet the bed. I think my son would feel better knowing that some of his heroes do it too?
Despite trying everything, my son had his 12th birthday and still is a bedwetter. He's not the only one his age who still has to wear diapers to bed, but I know he feels all alone. But it's a problem lots of kids have. And adults too. Are there any famous people who still wet the bed and are open about it? I think it would do my son lots of good (psychologically) to know. Thanks.
Why does my mom get so angry at me all the time?
IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU! You should never feel that you are the cause of the problem!! Remember that.She is possibly frustrated and angry because her life isn't going as she imaginated, or your life for that matter. That is her problem.She is possibly tired because she works too hard and doesn't get in return as much she thinks she deserves. That is her problem.She got into situation that turned out to be a problem and she cannot handle it appropriately. That is her problem.She doesn't understand you are unique individual and you do things your own way which she cannot comprehend. That is her problem.She might suffer from a variety of mental issues that affect her and you. That is her problem.She brought all of this on herself, that is called getting feedback from life for taken actions. Unless there is valid medicinal explanation for her state.The best thing you can do is talk to her, try to figure out what is bothering her, even if she treats you bad, be supportive. Try to come up with a solution to problem together. If nothing helps and she continues to treat you the same, ask other family members to give you a hand or get her some professional help.If she is truly a dictator I am afraid it would be best that you go on your own way. SHE DECIDED TO BE STUCK IN PROBLEM!You cannot sacrifice you're own well being to do as she pleases. I sincerely hope you will find a solution and work this out. ☮️
Ok, this is very embarrassing... I wet my pants infront of my little boy. How should I handle this situation?
Yesterday afternoon I picked my son ( he is 4) up from the day care. We didn’t go straight home but went to a mall, as I wanted to get new shoes for him and some other things. It was still rush hour and there were some construction works on the road, so we got stuck in traffic for quite some time. I had gotten an extralarge soda earlier that afternoon as I had been dying of thrist and while we were sitting it really began to make its presence known. When we finaly arrived at the mall after about 45 minutes, I desperately needed to pee. I parked the car, got my son out and headed for the entrance. Luckily, I thought, the bathrooms were right near the entrance, but when I got there, I found them closed for maintenance and the other bathrooms were all the way on the other end. I took my son by the hand and headed for the north bathrooms. About halfway there I suddenly felt a spurt coming out and started to panic, but since my son was walking next to me, it was not like I could grab my crotch. I just ignored it and kept on walking, using all my willpower to hold it, but I couldn’t do it anymore.. A couple of seconds later I started peeing full speed, soaking my panties, leggings, socks and sneakers, creating a puddle on the floor, my little one watching me shocked. "Mommy?" he asked, rather confused "Do you pee pee in your pants?" "Yes honey, mommy has an accident." I answered not knowing what else to say, feeling my face turn beet red. He screamed: “No mommy! Don’t pee pee in your pants!” and started crying. I said “Sorry darling! Mommy can’t help it!” on the verge of tears myself as my bladder continued emptying itself. When I finally finished, I just grabbed my son and hurried back to the car, almost dying of shame. At home I sat him down in the livingroom and let him watch his Winnie the Pooh DVD to keep him busy while I went to shower and change. When I came back he looked at me with the sadest eyes and asked “Mommy are you gonna die?” I was really shocked and said “No! Why do you think that?” He explained “Cos you pee peed in your pants and mommies don’t pee pee in their pants.” I almost felt my heart break and tried to comfort him. I told him that accidents happen, but I think he didn’t believe me and still seems to be somewhat traumatized. I really don’t know what to do, specially since I find it quite hard myself to deal with the fact that I’ve publicly wet my pants at age 28. Could anyone please help me?
Is there something wrong with the Gefilte Fish we've come to accept as normal?
Well, to answer that you have to look at the history to understand where Gefilte fish came from. According to my Dad, as the Jews were crossing the red sea, some of them got thirsty, and G-d sent a small fish who would suck in some salt water, and then spray out pure mountain water for the Jews to drink from. To this day we eat this fish every Shabbos to commemorate the miracle - Gefilter fish. OK, bad joke. The real history is that originally we'd eat all kinds of fancy fish (search the Yosef Mokir Shabbos story online to see what I mean). But then when the Ashkenazi Jews had to go through all the persecutions and most of us were dirt poor, we'd buy karp, which is very bony and cheap. In order to make it edible, we'd crush it and grind it like meat, and what would come out was 'Gefilte fish'. The truth is, we SHOULD be eating choice fish for Shabbos. But Gefilte fish has become a staple of the Shabbos meal, and reminds us of the times when we were living dirt poor in the ghettos and Shtetls. A couple of weeks ago, Mishpacha magazine posted a recipe for 'gefilte fish sushi'. My wife, who is an amazing cook decided to try it. We had a houseful of guests, and it was hot. The sushi was eaten in no time, and was absolutely delicious. She's continued to make it every week, and all our guests rave about it (some even rant about it too ;-). See if you can find the recipe and give it a try! Another quick Gefilte fish joke: How do you know which fish in the ocean is the Gefilte fish? It's the one with carrot on top.