Don't tell AJ and Neak. They think I've gone to bed. This is ridiculous! I slept ALL DAY, with the idea of being up all night!! I'll go to bed as just soon as the Flexeril kicks in. If I go too early, I'll just lay awake a brood. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I've got stains like that in the dining room, with some of the stuff actually coming loose now because of the rain which occurred in JULY right after Flard tore the roof off to start repairs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />


Does he make you help him tow stuff, too? Still, it was worth a LOT to me to have have to "re-discover" my original suggestion after what he wanted to do didn't work! I NEVER said I was a nice person, only that I no longer telegraph and publicize my not-niceness and my oh-so pleasurable gloating!



If he were really "ashamed" of his complaining he wouldn't have come and spent another 20 minutes after he'd already been in bed, to complain about a raft of other things, like not being able to have company. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I told that to Neak, and she just laughed. Social butterfly this man is not! As far as loving me, I said long ago in the Saga that I think he loves me as much as he can, in the best way he can, but his emotional crippled-ness keeps him from really relating to me in a meaningful and welcome way (from my point of view).



The Sounds of Love. They don't just happen. You have to MAKE them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Actually, I think I'd rather "emit" there than accidentally at work when I bend over to pick something up (which I do very carefully, I assure you) off the floor of a pt.'s room...although it wasn't so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> when I worked in the nursing home. I mean, who was going to suspect the NURSE? I'd tell you the story about my mom, her mom, and GassyLassie, but the Flexeril is working at last. Maybe tomorrow.

t&l

Oh, yes! And, during the whole process of helping him do anything, I have to hear about how I'm not doing it right...after all, I'm supposed to be psychic, doncha know?

Actually, we have a lil' Ranger pickup that sat at this guy's father-in-law's house for a couple of months, waiting for the guy to fix it. A few weeks ago, H decided that he was tired of waiting, so I had to go with him to tow it back to the shop. Yeah, I was to be the tow-er, and he was to be the tow-ee.

The truck was parked alongside the guy's FiL's driveway, which was up a hill and facing away from the street. There was no way to turn it around, so I did tow it backward until we got to the point where he could coast in reverse out into the street and then rehook onto my truck to be pulled forward. For once, I did it right and didn't get fussed at. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I was saved from towing it all along that narrow road and all through town by the guy's FiL volunteering to do the towing. So, the guy's FIL was the one who got fussed at for going too slow. Better him than me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />


Y'know, I think that HP and Lord Clueless must be an awful lot alike. They're both complainers. Maybe he doesn't realize that he's complaining until you get after him about it.

One difference I can see, though, is that Lord Clueless apparently was the one who married me while carrying a torch for someone else. I found this out last fall, when I heard him tell a friend that he had a relationship that ended when she got killed in a car accident. I instantly knew who he was talking about. Only problem was that she got killed 3 months to the day after our wedding. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Of course, NOW he claims there was never anything other than just a really close friendship. Yeah, she was such a close friend that I never met her in the 10 months H and I were together before she died. She was such a close friend that she made a point of attending our wedding...NOT!

Oh, I don't think he cheated with her after we were married, but he did keep her picture in his sock drawer all these years until I, in a real snit last summer, threw it away without saying a word to H about it. After he blabbed about their "relationship", I said, "So THAT's why you kept her picture in your sock drawer all these years!" When he said, "Well, it's not there now!", that just confirmed to me that he had looked for it, as it was always kept pushed to the back of the drawer under something else. IMO, he should have forgotten it was there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> The correct response from him would have been, "You mean that old picture of her is still in there? Well, baby, throw it away!"

Given that the one night stand gal is dead, along with the torch gal, I keep waiting to hear that Cafe Woman has keeled over. Uh-oh!! I hope that H's track record of dead lovers is not going to include me...at least, not anytime soon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

T&L

I AM southamerican. The scholarship was to Canada. After 9 months there I came back and have lived here since then.

And no, teenagers don't even have curfew here. They normally go out between 11 pm and 1 am and come home at 5, 6 or later in the morning. I hate that.

When they started going out a couple of years ago, I would barely sleep waiting for them to come home. Every monday I would have these huge bags under my eyes!

Lately I have been able to not worry and sleep, but this weekend was different because dd3 had called at 6 pm to say she would be back early because the concert she was going to had been canceled. At 11 pm I started calling her... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />

have to go to work.

Of course he knows what he's doing. It's all in the labeling. If you call it "bonding", "spending quality time", "instructing", "bringing some light on the subject", "helping", "advising", "picking up the pieces", or whatever, then no matter how it looks, walks, or quacks, it is NOT a duck! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Repeat after me. Notaducknotaducknotaducknotaduck. There. It is NOT a duck.

It's a duck. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />


2 out of 3. Not a very good track record, is it? They were not wearing the protective cape of marriage, however, so we're going to take the position that you yourself are perfectly safe. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Our hubbies do sound a lot alike, though, especially in the insistence that once they're done talking about something there isn't any more to say (especially from us) and the subject should be dropped for good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

t&l

<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Oops. This reminds me of the time the girls and I, my folks, and the 2 of Neak's kids that were born then, went to Prince Edward Island. When we crossed the Canadian border, the guard asked us where we were from. Surprised, I replied, "We're from America, of course," only to be reminded by my daughters once we got across the line that Canadians are Americans, too, and hate it when USers act like we're all there is to the continent. Maybe THAT's why they made us unload everything out of the van, and searched it from one end to the other! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Note to all residents of the 50 states, we are not all there is.South America, as well as Canada, are essential parts of the 2 American continents. Don't forget it, either. It's embarrassing when you do!

t&l

P.S. Don't like the out-all-night stuff. Who's idea was it to make THAT a tradition? OK, dumb question. Still...

I HATE THE OUT ALL NIGHT!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

When I was a med student it was really difficult to stay up all night on call... I hated it and it meant I had to be able to sleep the following day!

I am also not used to it, because my kids always let me sleep, and if they didn't, I never found out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Anyway, I don't mind being SOUTH american. There are many good things about the fact. To start with, in my country we have no tornados, no hurricanes, no earthquakes and we don't have many infectious diseases! It's sort of boring...

Hi AJ. Welcome to marriage builders. Soon we'll have the whole family here.

Hi AJ!

We're t&l's "other" family!!! Welcome!

I'm not sure the MB board has the strength to tolerate that much weird-- uh, uniqueness, should the whole family come aboard! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

Personally I think AJ's on the brink of a total mental collapse. We need to pick up 2 cars at the shop by 5PM, and I was expecting him and one daughter to come by to get me, while the remaining (unfortunate) daughter stayed home with all 8 kids (Neaksis babysits a couple of boys after school several days a week until their dad gets off work, and today's one of those days). Just found out AJ is staying with the kids, and the girls are coming over by themselves to get me and make the retrieval. I actually can't remember the last time the 3 of us went anywhere without at least a kid or 2 or 6 along with us. I wonder if he really expects them to come straight home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Hubba hubba.

Gotta get ready to leave. Contributions for AJ's psychiatric treatment fund will be accepted promptly and thankfully. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

t&l

P.S. The roof is looking good, and almost completed, too. I bitterly regret that I won't be here to hear what HP has to say about it today, since once I leave to pick up the cars (before he gets home) I won't have time to return before I need to be to work. Oh, darn........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

OMG!

We need to hear if he survived!!! If Neak and Neaksis are truly free and kidless they might just run amuk! What might the 3 of you do together while kidless!!! If it were me...my car would NOT want to drive home!!! Send HP over to help AJ...right?

No regrets t&l.....you know he'll find something he doesn't like about it...unfortunately you won't know if it's going to be done good enough until the next rainfall! So no fixing the inside of the ceiling until you know for sure!

We're finally feeling like the roof leak we've had is fixed enough to start repairing the inside now!

Well, I can tell you what he said. Nothing.

I can also tell you what he thought. "Look, there is still a whole strip up there at the top that isn't finished yet!"

As soon as he heard that AJ was over at Neaksis' house working on stuff, he high-tailed it on over to um, oh yeah, put some mud on her sheetrock. It needed it after all. Right then.

For the record, we came a-l-m-o-s-t straight home, just stopping at Jimboy's to get a whole bunch of Mexican food. We brought enough home for our noble babysitter to make it worth his while, even though I didn't have them put rice on his burrito. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

He did good, though. Two of the kids were gone by the time I got there, the other six were there and alive, and he had even managed to recapture Mr. Finley after an extensive romp through the neighborhood. Why, his eye was hardly twitching at all by the time I got there!

Wow. A man that can do roofs and keep 6 kids alive. I'm thoroughly impressed.

Make that 5 kids and 1 dervish - almost infinitely more difficult than just 6 kids.

Are you a Dr? Or did having twins put a crimp in that particular ambition?


At our little church we have a Dr. and his family from Argentina and another family from the Dominican Republlic. They bring an interesting perspective into the group of pasty-white brethren!

t&l

We went out to eat, as Neak has already said, where she and I behaved badly and were silly, and Neaksis, tinged a delicate-yet-deepening shade of fuschia, sat across the table and threatened to leave us if we weren't good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> On the way out, Neaksis held a door open for an older lady (older than me, anyway) to go out of just before me. I came through right behind the lady and said to Neaksis, "Such a nice, polite young girl you are! You must've had a wonderful mother." Would you believe that after a compliment of that caliber, that ungrateful twirp kicked me in the ankle as I went past her? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />


No, we wanted all the children to still be alive when they got back! Exposure to HP is generally limited to times when one, or two, or all of the females can be there, too. Although he did take his biologicals out to a pancake breakfast fundraiser thingie within the last year. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And everyone survived.

Neak has mentioned her morning sickness ad nauseum already so I won't go into any additional, unsavory details. However, it seems to be over, because tonight at Jimboy's Neaksis and I each ordered a veggie burrito, while Neak ordered chile rellenos, a veggie taco, a cheese quesadilla (how many dillas in a ques?), a veggie burrito, and a chocotaco for dessert. Oh, yes, a small Sprite. Neaksis and I just stared at her as she ordered it all. She tried to pretend that some of it was for her husband. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And she'll no doubt come on tomorrow and try to pretend that he actually got some last night, too. Mexican food, that is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

All in all, a lovely little trip, and well worth the almost $900 in car repair bills that it cost me to justify the 3 of us going to town together!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

t&l

I know. And unfortunately, I'm sure he'll be able to remember it until I cross paths with him again in the next day or so, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I didn't actually spare myself anything...only postponed the inevitable. Hey, any reprieve in a storm!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

t&l

Did he REALLY go over there tonight? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Or are you just telling a good story?


Don't let her kid you. He looked like Scrat in the move Ice Age! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

t&l

P.S. Thank you, AJ, for a lovely night. For us. Yours just possibly might not have been quite so super. I am SO sorry about that. Sh-h-h-h-h-h. Be very, very quiet. Can you hear it? It's the sound of my heart breaking for you. You can't hear it? Me neither. Guess I was wrong! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

But not simultaneously. THAT would be woman's job! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

t&l