Thursday, January 8th, 2026 10:12 am
My Grandchildren Don’t Thank Me for Christmas Gifts. Is This a Moral Failure?

My grandchildren are in or nearing their teenage years. Two are from my son and his wife, and two are from my daughter and her husband. Of course, all children love and, to some extent, expect birthday and Christmas gifts. My daughter-in-law and her children continue a tradition of giving me handmade greeting cards every Christmas. They also always send me handwritten thank-you cards for the gifts I send. However, I receive no gifts from my other grandchildren, both boys, and never thank-you cards.

I mentioned this to my daughter, their mother, but there was no response. I suggested that each might give me a card promising 30 minutes of picking up sticks in my yard. I know that gifts should come from the heart with no sense of reciprocity, but the current situation bothers me. There seems to be a lack of moral character being demonstrated, as well as poor ethics and manners.

What do you think?


From the Therapist: You’ve framed your grandsons’ behavior as a case of bad manners or moral failure, but I hear a yearning underneath. No matter how much we tell ourselves that gifts aren’t about reciprocity, the reality is that they often hold emotional significance in which both parties are essentially asking to be recognized. The giver wants acknowledgment of their thoughtfulness and investment, while the receiver wants confirmation that they’ve been truly seen. Both are essentially asking, “Do I matter?”

When we don’t feel seen or appreciated, hurt feelings can disguise themselves as something else, like concern about good character or proper etiquette, because it’s easier to push pain outward than to say, “I feel unimportant to you.” But remember that children take cues from their parents, and I have a feeling that this lack of acknowledgment has more to do with your daughter than with her sons.

For instance, you mentioned that you got no response from her when you brought this up. But instead of telling her what her children should do for you, I’d be curious about why she doesn’t facilitate gift-giving or thank-you-note-writing. I say “she” because most teens don’t do this without some parental prodding, and I imagine that your daughter has her own feelings about your relationship that are being played out in the gifting dynamic.

Maybe gifting between you and her family feels empty or performative, when what she really wants is a different or more meaningful relationship with you. It could be that she perceives you as critical of both her and her sons, demanding of something that she doesn’t feel she or they owe you. She might also find your suggestion that the boys pick up sticks for you as a bit thoughtless: Would it make you happy to ask her children to do something that would feel more like a burdensome chore than something they would actually enjoy giving you?

Meanwhile, you say that your “daughter-in-law and her children” give you cards and write thank-you notes, but I noticed you don’t mention your son. It’s nice that your daughter-in-law has created traditions for her kids around gifting, but this doesn’t mean that her children have stronger characters than your daughter’s children do. It just means that the person your son married facilitates gifting and thanking — and that your son and your daughter don’t.

So what might help? First, separate your hurt feelings from judgments about character. You can feel unappreciated without that meaning that these boys are being raised poorly — or that this is primarily about them. Second, consider what you actually want. Do you want thank-you notes, or do you want to feel more connected to and valued by this branch of the family? If it’s the former, you could issue an ultimatum (no thank-you notes equals no gifts), but I don’t think forced statements of gratitude are what you really want. If you want genuine connection and appreciation, you can start by approaching your daughter with curiosity instead of complaints.
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 10:05 am
Well, two tales of skimpy clothing, to compare and contrast.

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Thursday, January 8th, 2026 09:05 am
Jan. 8th...


Writing with a dull

pencil is pointless.
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 02:51 pm
Put all the Christmas decorations in the attic. Loud happy conversations from what sounded like hundreds of pigeons on the roof cooing and chattering. Other birds too. Maybe we need to sort out better insulation, but I'm happy if they all had warm feet. And they sounded happy! I spoke to them, they went quiet, and then all started cooing, cawing and chirping back.

I can't express how excellent this was.

Earlier today, we had a little snow. I saw a flake that looked different to the others so I went out to check.

It was a teeny white curled feather, presumably from some denizen of the roof. But it fell so gently, just like everything else, it might as well have come straight out of the sky.

And this is why, despite all that is happening, I feel a lightness in my heart.

Wishing that for you too X
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 01:07 pm
The ICE Shooting
The footage of Renee Nicole Good left me shocked. No-one is going to believe she was trying to run anyone over, because even non-drivers recognise the manoeuvre as very common: you reverse in one direction then turn the steering wheel hard opposite to drive off clear of an obstruction. Kristi Noem seemed deeply unsympathetic when she read out her statement, eyes hard, voice disconnected. Rest In Peace Renee Nicole Good, and if this was a regretted error of judgment on anyone's part, may there be justice, atonement, mercy for the shooter too. We all need a gentler world than this.

Greenland
I wish the President would stop shaking the world, everyone is fevered. If he's so keen to own Greenland, there's what, under 60,000 people living there? Offer them US citizenship and plenty of cash in return for their co-operation. Pay people! It sounds vulgar but 9 times out of 10, money is the easy effective way to get what you want, though I know nothing of Inuit values in such matters. Riled as they are now, Greenlanders might tell him to go to hell, and personally I think he needs to forget it, leave folk be. But if it matters that much, make the offer, keep it open, see what happens.

Iran
My father worked on the oil fields out there in the last days of the Shah and got out before things turned properly hairy. The trouble was not necessarily some cultural revolt against girls wearing mini-skirts and smoking in the streets of Tehran. Yes, there was a religious backlash, but the revolution gained popularity for another important reason; for all his touted modernisation, the Shah was far less progressive than he seemed. His secret police were dreaded. My father told me that in every house he entered (for the people were courteous and generous hearted) would be found a picture of the Shah on some prominent wall. But when Dad's hosts trusted him, they would turn that picture's face away and speak their hearts. They loathed those secret police, they detested the Shah for allowing/ imposing such horrors, and by extension, they blamed the US for allying with the Shah. They say some have been chanting "rest in peace Reza Shah". If he was still here, my dad would shake his head and smoke a cigarette or ten. But how old is the population now? Do they remember? If they don't and if, as President Trump suggests may happen, the US goes in, maybe it would be OK. But I wouldn't be surprised if old memories resurface.

The Great Game

Is best dumped. But if it is to be played at all, key is the notion that Empires are not vulnerable to much, however, those things that harm at all destroy in time. Empires suffer from erosion and dispersal. So, say you are a power and your foes is much greater than you are, if you want to move said power towards its own sunset, encourage it to spread itself mighty thin, spend lots of resources to dig out the gold/oil/whatever drives it. Then, influence the disintegrating influences within the power's own base, and fund enemies further away. When the Empire is focusing all its power on point A, start working at its weak point B. As it turns outwards, fund dissenters within. As it turns within, start working at point C, or wherever, and so on and so on, until the power is spinning outward and spiralling inwards, shedding assets and resources all the way. In the end, it will tire or burn out. This is Brit history 101. If Putin or Xi Jinping are unaware of it, the Heavy Twin will hang up its heavy hat.
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 08:57 am
Mostly, I keep depression at bay through counseling myself, Resilience!

Life has always been a slog for the majority of souls incarnated upon this planet, and happiness (or at least contentment) comes from figuring out ways to put a positive spin on that slog. When the sun rises over that garbage dump, see the luminescent peach-colored sky, not the rotting bags of trash!

Yesterday, though, I kinda lost the thread on that one, and ended up feeling quite miserable throughout the day.

Not entirely sure what was up with that.

I put in four hours at the Schlock office in Montgomery, a creepy little village in Orange County, New York, filled with the type of people who eat at Latino food trucks but plaster their own Ford F-150s with "I Stand With ICE” and “Report and Deport” bumper stickers. Trump ran on mass deportations, and Orange County is a Trump stronghold. It's no good telling myself that most Americans don't vote, that only 22.7% of eligible American voters supported Trump. Trump won, so mass deportations are the will of the people.

While I was at the Montgomery office, an ICE thug shot a Minneapolis woman three times in the face. She was exercising her First Amendment right to bear witness. She died.

Here's the video:

https://www.facebook.com/share/v/1Jqr3UTSqn/

The most horrifying thing about this video actually is not the video but Trump's explanation of the incident: The woman driving the car was very disorderly, obstructing and resisting, who then violently, willfully, and viciously ran over the ICE Officer, who seems to have shot her in self defense.

This is very obviously not the case, and so, we are left once more regretting that George Orwell evidently is the 21st century's Nostradamus: The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command.

Final Dickensian touch: The surname of the woman who got shot was "Good".

Maybe that's what depressed me yesterday. Straw + camel's back. I dunno.

Anyway, when I came back to the house from Montgomery, I was too depressed to do a goddamn thing.

I mean, I was too depressed to watch reality TV, even! And that is saying something.

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Sleep knits the raveled sleeve of care, etc, etc, so this morning I am back in the saddle, riding that To Do list.

Miraculously, the mental logjam broke, and I have been generating that 1,000-words-a-day + on the Work in Progress with little or no effort. I have no idea whether it's any good or not. My present mood inclines me to think not. But I persevere.

Grazia is currently in the ICU being oriented to the care of COVID patients by cowgirl Debbie Reynolds. (Brian actually had a girlfriend named Debbie Reynolds, and I just couldn't resist.) We need a couple of scenes to establish banter and bonding, & then I will kill off Debbie Reynolds so that Grazia can have her breakdown. I also have to work in Grazia's growing familiarity with the New Millennium Kingdom folk, not sympathy exactly, more Sure, what the fuck as her sense of the permissible breaks down. Needs to have one more phone conversation with Neal, too: And how are your Evangenitals doing anyway?

I have another 1 million pages of tax code to memorize. Depreciation and capital loss carryover stuff, which was out of scope for me when I was a TaxBwana.

There's Remuneration, too!

And shortly, I will be toddling off to the gym.

Still. I'm lonely.

I keep in touch with the People Who Matter through phone, text, & email, but I crave real-time banter. And discounting Neighbor Ed—a champion banterer but unreliable for various reasons—I live 100 miles away from anyone who can provide good banter.

Life seems pointless & grim.

It's on me to change that.

But my recontextualizing superpower appears to be on hiatus.

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Here's a happy-making photo, though:

Thursday, January 8th, 2026 12:36 pm
A note for participants - I am very behind on reading and commenting other people's responses, and I feel bad about it. I have deep seated anxiety around interacting with people I don't know, and I need to be able spend time and focus to read properly - which I will have over the weekend, and I plan to dedicate some time to enjoying and commenting posts then. Sorry if I come to conversations later than everyone else.

two log cabins with snow on the roofs in a wintery forest the text snowflake challenge january 1 - 31 in white cursive text

Challenge #4: Rec The Contents Of Your Last Page )
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 07:20 am
There are 7 unmatchables! If your username starts with A, B, O, P, or T, please check your email to see if I've contacted you about adding offers.

Unmatchables have 24 hours to respond, and then hopefully I'll be able to send out assignments soon after that!
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 10:46 am
As we get older do you think we get weirder or at least more unconventional?

Is it in our DNA?

Or is it that uncertainty about the future and the undiscovered country that informs our conclusion that we don't give an eff anymore?
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Thursday, January 8th, 2026 10:03 am
 I haven't gone into the Meeting House today. I'm tired but not particularly ill and reckon I could have hacked it. Thing is I'm almost certainly still contagious and it wouldn't have been friendly (Big F as well as small f) to share this virus.

Anyway, I'm not indispensable
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 08:18 am
It's been SIX DAYS without an update on the (still uncategorised) K-9 fandom tag!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was experiencing withdrawal symptoms.

I want to make a new icon, too. (Edit: Did it :D)


The Shirt Bandit Incident(s) | K-9 | Ren/Oboro/Fujimaru/Kagari | 1.3k words | rated T

Summary: Everyone in Division 9 is issued with the same standard black shirt, so it's easy to get confused about which belongs to whom. Easy to pretend to be, anyway.

Read it on Dreamwidth or on AO3.
Wednesday, January 7th, 2026 11:31 pm
[community profile] snowflake_challenge posted their fourth prompt, and I had to look at it a couple times before I started getting close to an understanding of what was being asked for.

On many of the fannish websites we use, our history is easily compileable into "pages". When we look back through those pages, sometimes we stumble upon things that we think are rather cool.

Challenge #4: Rec The Contents Of Your Last Page

Any website that you like, be it fanfiction, art, social media, or something a bit more eccentric!


Here's where I admit I don't use fannish websites all that much. )
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 05:59 am
The revisions for this chapter involved reducing the instances of "annoying", "annoyed", "annoyance" to huh fewer than the original 15 times but probably still too many XD That's what Narumi inspires, I suppose ;)


Warm as life | Kaijuu No. 8 | Kafka/Reno/Narumi, Reno/Iharu, Kafka/Hoshina | 9k words (WIP, 5/7) | rated M

Summary: The new threat posed by No. 9 weighs heavily on everyone. Under these circumstances, emotions run high and what starts as a way of relieving stress can easily bloom into unexpected feelings. Some people find that easier to admit than others.

Read it on Dreamwidth or AO3.
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 12:53 am
I gave Capsule my new insurance information, and then had them deliver a prescription.

I will need/use the inhaler, but this is also confirmation that yes, I (still) have prescription drug coverage.

Other than that, not a great day. Fingertips are improving, but I had a sudden nosebleed while sitting quietly on the couch an hour ago. *sigh*
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 12:34 am
To add to a previous posts on the subject, my cleric, Siân, has had a really, really, really bad couple of weeks in-game. Over the course of the last three weeks or so, she has:

A list of bad things under the cut. )

Poor Siân really is well on her way towards a complete and total mental breakdown at the rate she's going.
Thursday, January 8th, 2026 12:10 am
In tonight's game, the rest under a cut for those who don't care. )

And that's where we left off.