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Thursday, July 24, 2008

Do you know who your live-in nanny is/was your nanny dating?
Westport Home Invasion
A woman, a nanny at a home on Yankee Hill Road, heard footsteps outside her bedroom door and saw Philip J. Speirs, 23, her former boyfriend, enter her bedroom through unlocked doors, brandishing a knife. According to the woman, Speirs appeared to be intoxicated and he accused her of checking into calls on his cell phone. She screamed and Speirs pointed the knife at her, telling her to be quiet. However, she ran from the bedroom, alerting other family members present inside the home to contact the police, which they did. She and the other family members all barricaded themselves in another room and Speirs left.

SAHMS who don't communicate with their nannies...
Bedminster Boy Found With Mom After Babysitter Calls Police

Losing your husband to the nanny is the ultimate indignity

34 comments:

LCJ said...

Ok, that story about the kid being with the mom is stupid on the parts of both the nanny AND the mom. Did the nanny call the mom? If not, DUH, and if so, why didn't Mom pick up?

Emily said...

How frightening to suddenly find you can't locate a three-year-old. But I wonder how it was the mom was able to get the kid out of the house without the nanny noticing?

does this moniker make my butt look big said...

Regarding the home invasion..I am so happy that it turned out okay and that both nanny and family are safe! What a freaking nut case this ex is!

Here is something that a neighbor taught me.Pass it on to everyone you know!

If your key faub for your car keys has a red panic button on it...keep it next to your bed at night when sleeping instead of in a purse or hanging on a key rack in another room.

If someone breaks in to your house..hit the button while calling 911..it will certainly get the attention of a neighbor or two , who will most likely come pounding on your door!

Mine did..when I was 9 months pregnant, my 14 month old daughter grabbed my keys and hit the panic button. I was in the bathroom and had no idea it was my alarm.
Next thing I know my neighbor is all but busting down my door. He thought I went into labor and needed help! He is the one who told me about leaving the keys next to our bed at night.

As for this nanny's ex, stupid bastard is truly lucky I am not his ex. I would have cut his balls off with his own knife right then and there!

no me gusta baraq y michelle said... said...

Oh you had better know who your nanny is dating, and I use the word dating generously. I know a nanny who "dated" the russian painter, two hispanic gardeners, a garbage man, a pee wee football coach, the bartender at the local pub, the taxi driver's son (don't ask) and the roto rooter guy. And she didn't "date" with exclusivity. She had men, grown men, crawling in and out of "her" bedroom window all night long, all week long, all year long.

It made for good gossip, but I wouldn't allow it in my house. And I allow a whole lot. DH just took me dogging last saturday night.

Emily said...

Oh my God! That is about the last thing I ever thought I'd read on this site! 8:58, I'm not going to judge you for what you do with your DH, but do you really think that's appropriate to put on this site?

UmassSlytherin said...

I agree, emily. Nobody wants to hear that shi*. Eww.

no me gusta, take it down a notch, chief. Please.

bebe said...

Maybe I'm naive, but what did 8:58 mean by "dogging"? Is that inappropriate?

bebe said...

"dogging"
adjective
relentless and indefatigable in pursuit or as if in pursuit; "impossible to escape the dogging fears"

Hmmmm. I must be missing something.

GimmeABreak said...

Never heard of dogging, had to look it up:


"Dogging is a British euphemism for engaging in sexual acts in a semi-public place (typically a secluded car park or a cinema) or watching others doing so. Frequently, there are more than two participants; group sex and sometimes even gang bangs can occur. Observation is encouraged, thus voyeurism and exhibitionism are closely associated with dogging. The two sets of people involved often meet either randomly or (increasingly) arrange to meet-up beforehand over the Internet."

bebe said...

gimmeabreak
You must've used a better dictionary than I did, or some kind of unabridged version, lol. Thanks for the lesson!

Emily said...

I knew because of a CSI episode. You learn all kinds of things that way, but not all of them are fit for ISYN!

gimmeabreak said...

I actually found it in wikipedia, LOL

mom said...

Ewwwwwww.

Now that's just another thing I am going to have to ask my (22 yr old)son if he has heard of before...because I have not. And, once again, he is going to probably look at me with complete shock and say "Mom! Where did you learn that word? Never, NEVER say it again! Now, WHO taught you that word!?"

And, ONCE AGAIN, I am going to have to say, "I learned it on ISYN."

And once again, "He is going to screw up his face in a very puzzled way and ask, "What do you guys talk about on there?! I thought it was about kids."

(Although they were quite amused when I first threw the word Asshat...perfectly timed, I might add...into a conversation!)

Hehehehe

UmassSlytherin said...

Yes, it has gotten increasingly raunchy on here. :( Mom, you are NOT asking your boy that, ARE YOU???
omg lol I'd be so embarrassed.
It's so funny: I try to really behave myself on here and not curse and stuff, I leave that to my own sick blog. I don't even curse in real life! It's funny to hear others do it here on isyn so raunchily: and you're right mom, you are echoing my own post: ewww! come on, people! :(

mom said...

Umass...yes, I'll ask my boy. He's 22...and when you have teenage boys you learn to get a lot more relaxed about gross bodily functions. I know...ewwww. But it's either that or you just join an insane asylum when the first one hits about 14. I really like my house and my husband, so I just got with the program and turned off my "gross-o-meter." Plus, we're a pretty "open" family...meaning they can talk to us about anything and everything....and do.

Yes, there is an upside and a downside to the "you can tell me anything" philosophy of child raising. On the one hand, you do know what your kids are up to. On the hand, it is true that you don't really always want to know EVERYTHING. And yes, we do reserve the right to get mad if it is something we really don't approve of...and surprisingly, they fess up to some stuff they know is going to cause some "serious discussion." (Actually, by "they" I mostly mean the 22 yr. old. The younger ones are pretty much still tame. Thank goodness! Although 17 yr old is starting to think it is amusing to try to shock me a bit. Here we go again!)

It's become sort of a joke by now because it's happened a few times where I said or asked something of him that I had heard (all but one on ISYN I think)and then the perp declined to explain to me what it was. What is really appalling to me is that he has known what every one of them meant. (Except Asshat. I think somebody here must have made that up herself? But he thought that was funny anyway.) I thought I was a pretty worldly creature. I mean, I did a few bad things when I was young too...but sheesh...the things I have learned in the last few years!

UmassSlytherin said...

omg mom, I have to hand it to you! I don't know what I would do with a boy. when I got pregnant I feared having a son because I was sure that I would not be able to understand him. Because I still don't understand boys or men, even now that I am a wife and mother. scary, huh? :(

mom said...

Well Umass,
Admittedly, I had the same fear. As a little girl playing with my baby dolls, I always imagined having baby girls. I had only a sister and no brothers. When my son was delivered and the doctor said, "You have a son," I was immediately panicked. I thought, "I don't know anything about boys!" At that same moment I heard my husband gasp with joy...which made me glad it was a boy because I didn't know he cared that much. (Actually I didn't know I wanted a girl that much until I suprised myself with the instant fear. Fine time to make that realization, huh?)
But you know what? Turns out it was just fine...because my boy didn't know anything about moms either...and so we learned together...which has been just the greatest. When I had a second son, I couldn't have been more thrilled...and decided I hadn't missed out on a darn thing by not having a girl...and decided two kids was enough (only because of my extreme morning sickness and other complications though.) Then my daughter came along by "happy accident" and...surprise again...I didn't realize until I had her in my arms how much I would love having a baby girl. NOW, having both boys and girl, I would't trade the experience of either one. Oh my gosh...they are so different! Lots of joys and challenges on both sides. But the downside of having a girl after a couple of boys (and this is the same for all of my friends with kids in this birth order)...you get a girl who thinks farts and burps are the height of hilarity...even when she does them. Ugh! On the upside though...no boy with dishonorable intentions is going to get past her brothers...and live to tell of it anyway! MY 17 yr old made the boy who asked my daughter to homecoming last year fight him (in karate, which they both take) for the privelege. When I saw the kid being bent into a pretzel, voluntarily, for the privelege of a date with my daughter, I had a pretty good idea that he really liked her...was willing to go to some extra effort to see her...and also knew what was in store for him if he got any "unfortunate ideas." Win, win!

UmassSlytherin said...

Yes, I have two older brothers who I adore: they are the best people in the world to me! Yay for big brothers! And Yay for big sisters (two of them as well, they are also my best friends.) It was cool growing up with older siblings so much older than me (big gap between me and the closest one, to me about five years, and my oldest brother is 10 yrs. older than me!) it meant that they had fun dressing me up as Peter Wolf on the cover of the Freeze Frame album for Halloween when I was 9 years old. (Big J. Geils band fans in my fam!) and nobody knew who the hell I was supposed to be. :( "Oh, look, it's a little house-painter, dear!" Uh- no lady: I'm freaking Peter Wolf on the cover of Freeze Frame! god!)

I think siblings are amazing though, and I'm glad your kids have each other. I don't know what I would do without any of mine!

But I still don't understand men.
:(

mom said...

Well, don't fret too much. I hear tell they don't understand us much either (and frankly, sometimes I completely understand why...God help the poor souls.)So, at least we're still even...and probably then some!

Caitlin said...

Oh my, that story (original post) is terrible! I don't know that I'd be comfortable with a stranger living in my home.

m said...

I do not share my dating life with my employer even though I am a live-in and even though she certainly pries.
I did not give up my right to privacy because I'm in someone's home.
I do not bring my dates to the house.
That's in such poor taste.

They may know the general area where I am staying, but never the address.
If any of my dates ever become that important (long term), then an introduction is probably in order,at some point, but not absolutely necessary.

When asked about my weekend plans I am usually very vague.
Sometimes I'm not sure if they think they have a right to know. I think not.
What I do outside of that residence is titally my business

ericatomten1 said...

Hi Umass....are you from Boston?

UmassSlytherin said...

No erica. But I grew up in Mass.

ericatomten1 said...

The reason I ask is because of your hilarious story of your older siblings dressing you up as Peter Wolf of the J. Geils Band--(a Boston band) and of course your moniker...Umass! I also grew up in Mass. but now reside in Colorado...

mom said...

I sure do like how nice everybody seems to be now that we have to use monikers. I wasn't sure it would do the trick...but it's so nice seeing people actually trying to be friendly to each other instead of so incredibly insulting!

I mean, I don't mind a little snarkitude from time to time if it is quick witted and well written...and doesn't hit below the belt, of course. Humorous one liners are fun. Insulting people's children their mothering abilities...not fun.

The whole blog has an entirely different feeling than before I left on vacation....in a good way.

Anyway, Jane, MPP...whoever had the idea to implement these wonderful changes...CHEERS to you!

TiredGirl said...

right on, m. your response seems to make the most sense and actually relates to the op.

UmassSlytherin said...

erica,
I'm so glad you appreciated that story. It's one of my favorites!

Yes, I was raised on Peter Wolf. I am grateful for it now, of course! ;)
Do you like Colorado? I hear it is beautiful.

Marypoppin'pills said...

"The whole blog has an entirely different feeling than before I left on vacation....in a good way."
~ Mom

I have to agree with you, Mom. It's almost a completely different atmosphere, and I don't think you're the only one to notice it.
Jane has made some very nice changes around here.

I also have to say, my appreciation goes out to one or two others, and you know who you are.

The victim said...

Oh my! I've been an avid reader of this site, and was just waiting for the day my story would be posted! lol
The point is that they had been introduced to him. I made the bad mistake of giving him my address because he wanted to send me flowers, and the whole family met him and said they approved him. However, it turned that even I didnt know his true side, as you see...

Jane Doe said...

Tell me more.

The Victim said...

Nothing much different than what the news said. Met what seemed to be All mom's dream of daughter's boyfriend, met his family, he met my host family, found he was psychologically ill, broke up. Decided to stay friends, after a dinner, while holding his cell phone, saw a text message from "ex" and found he was playing double, left, he came after me later that night with a knife. He told the police he "only wanted his cell phone back" - which I never brought out of his house with me.
Lost my job (with reason), parents got too scared and I moved back to my home country. [The end?]

Marypoppin'pills said...

Wow. Hope you're doing o.k. now?

The Victim said...

Now I am, thank you! And probably not getting back to that area for a long, long time!
Winter here is on 70's today - why bother? hahaha.

Marypoppin'pills said...

Would you mind my asking where your home Country is? :)