My mom didn't want to deal with it. Once my friend and I put our beer in the frig. We were 16 at the time. Mom came home early while my friend and I were in the woods smoking cigars. She found the beer. When we got back Mom said to me "I don't want to deal with this now or ever." I never got in trouble. Didn't get grounded. Nothing. My friends thought this was ever so cool. They thought I had the best parents. They didn't understand just how devestating it is to not rate high enough for you parents to spend the time to give a good punishment when you are caught red handed. It makes a person feel invisible. Insubstantial. Like nothing of importance. Sometimes I can't speak not because of what I might say may make my hubby mad but rather because he may not care at all.
Carrie

<font color=blue>If you have two dollars, spend one on bread and the other on flowers. The bread will feed your body and the flowers will feed your soul."--Arabic Saying