What's the most pampered/indulged behaviour you've ever seen?

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When I used to have a proper job , one of my colleagues would phone her mom at the first spit of rain to go and fetch her washing in. This was about 8 miles from the office (so who knew what the weather was like at home?) abd a 4 mile round trip fir the mom and dad (mom didn't drive).

SIOB that the parents would do it!

She once called home and asked her to go and wash up a breakfast bowl as she had run out of time to do it.

Precisely, thornrose. He sounds like the fucking butler in an Agatha Christie novel.

TSC I've seen your menu-planning and it's amazing. Reality, you work fecking hard IIRC. Mutual pampering is not the issue here. That's right and good. I could say that my DH treats me like a Princess too, but I am not unreasonably demanding. There are some things that I will not do for him and that includes cleaning up a mess left in the loo or picking up his socks. Most other things I don't mind doing including making bacon sandwiches for him and DD most weekends even though I am a veggie. He does nice things for me in return. That's normal.

I just love that having your "fag" lit for you was the best bit

Me too BogeyFace but they go out so late these days and come home so late too.

TSC when are you in Weymouth?

So there is give and take? Thats fine, thats what normal people do, play to their strengths do what works.

It is heartening to see that there is only one MNer who is such a piss taking whiny demanding lazy brat, or atleast only one who is prepared to admit to it.

I would find having my cigarette lit for me to be incredibly patronising. And what if you wanted a cigarette before him? Did you have to wait? Did he take your cigarettes from you at the door and doled them out when he had lit them or where you allowed to go off-piste occasionally?

That is fucked up. Seriously.

reeling I can never work out if it is late or early!

Early hours Bogey, I don't even hear him come in anymore (unless he can't find his wallet and the fucking taxi sits with it's engine running) , I gave up waiting up a while ago.

Dd drives me about now. It's marvellous. It's like that bit when you first allow them to use the kettle unsupervised and they are so entranced by the idea that you get endless tea and coffee on demand for about 3 weeks until the novelty wears off.

I still do dd's washing even though she is 17. I did get her to do her own washing but was pissed off with her putting a top and a pair of jeans in because she wanted to wear them the next day and screwing up my laundry routine

I mix and match all my clothes washing

Lots of grey knickers here!

It is so STRANGE going to bed when the kids are out. Dd can come and go as she pleases now to some extent, so I go to bed and she gives me a kiss when she gets in and I wake up in a 'what the fuck?' panic.

I have heard of Eweleaze, I shall look it up now.

Is there really a place called Eweleaze?

I have NEVER heard of Eweleaze,

But I went to a party in place called Crapstone once so what do I know.

I'd have a fit if he woke me up when he got in but I do check he's in if I get up for the lav.

I usually know when dd gets in because of the whole Blackpool illuminations effect when he turns every light in the house on.

YES, it's by Osmington Mills, DP and I stayed there twice sans DC.

DS knows how to be quiet these days

And we camped at Owermoigne, can't be far away.

Some people are just naturally nurturing though, the DHs/DPs who do hair/run baths/give foot rubs sound like they are nurturers (if that's a word). DD2 is like this. If i put a throw over me while on the sofa she comes over and fixes it so I'm all tucked in. She brings me socks down and insists on putting them on me. She likes to paint my nails for me. She always makes DH cups of tea.

Nobody is forcing, or even asking usually, her to do these things, it just seems to make her happy to do it.

Oh no, the fag thing's lovely, please dont't try and make it out to be horrid. Imagine, for a minute, that you smoke (don't judge, I have few enough vices left).

So you're in the already enviable postion of no kids and a whole weekend ahead. You fall into a routine of having a cig every, i don't know, thirty minutes or so. So it goes 'who would like a cig?' and for either or both of us that do, he lights one and passes it to us. Or if someone asks for one., It's a whole thing. it's a level of pampering I didn't know I needed

So, summing up, would - be princesses seem to be identifiable by the following traits:

any TWO of the following from fake nails, fake tan, fake hair, fake tits.
Over-estimation of appearance and figure
Inability or refusal to drive
Tendency to abbreviate written words, infant style
Tendency to refer to themselves as being princesses or trophy wives, despite evidence to the contrary
Few female friends outside the family
Either single or with bloke there's not a lot of competition for from other women

Have I missed anything out?

Oh yes, the inability to put their own socks on!

I have fake eyelashes and don't drive.

Fuck.

Must go back and read the fucking thread.