Lawdy woman ... you're a pistol and I just hafta meet you!
I read that you are neak's mama and a nurse to boot .... so tell me bout yourownbadself ... YOU should be a writer!
I am, simply put, an admirer of your wit.
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm here...but only briefly. Am at work and don't have time right now, but will save to favorites so I can come back easily after my pt. delivers her baby. Thanks for the invite. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, my pt. got a labor epidural and promptly slipped into a coma as soon as her pain went away, so I decided to have supper while I had the chance. You will have to have my daughters tell you what I am like, since our perceptions seem to vary widely. Personally, I have no idea what they're talking about! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I promised the MD I'd get her delivered by midnight so he can go to sleep, a somewhat rash promise to make about a woman with a low pain threshold, having her first baby, and only half-way through her dilatation at 8PM. I guess if I'm going to make good on my pledge, I'd better put my magic fingers to work doing something besides typing. (Neak can tell you about my magic fingers, since I was her nurse for all 3 kids and actually delivered the last one.) Sound of knuckles cracking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> Well, my perambulating digits and I are off to make like the Yellow Pages...
Are you a CNM ?
I don't wanna ask anyone else what you are like ... I'd much rather discover on my own ...
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Pt. delivered @ midnight on the button. I thought she was going to deliver @ 2359, but she decided, after the head was out, that she was all done laboring and didn't have to push anymore...which cost us that extra minute (and several years off my life). Deep purple is a VERY unattractive skin tone, by the way, especially on the head of a partially-delivered infant!! I've probably delivered over 100 babies in the last quarter century, but I'm not a CNM, just a garden-variety, run-of-the-mill bedside nurse who has worked in hospitals where it is common for ladies to come in at the last minute, and plop a baby out as soon as you get them in bed...or, if they're feeling really adventurous, down in admitting (Drives the clerks wild! Kinda tough on the upholstery and carpets, too).
Thank you for admiring my wit, all half of it.I understand that I take after my late Grandpa. I hardly knew him, since I grew up out of the continental US and only saw him for brief visits when the missionaries got furloughs every 4 years or so, but as a little kid, I loved to listen to him whenever I had the chance and thought he was the funniest man in the world (in a sarcastic way). I think it gives my dad, who is 90, considerable enjoyment to see some of his father's personality reappear in me. Every now and again, after listening to me spout off about something, he'll say, almost to himself, "She's GOT it!" Well, at least my smart mouth gives somebody pleasure!! Goodness knows it's gotten ME in enough trouble over the course of a lifetime.
So when Neak was in 5th grade and the teacher, who was a large man, told the class, "I've got to start watching my weight," and Neak told him, "Mr. **, if you want to watch your weight, all you have to do is look down," I really didn't have to waste a lot of time wondering where THAT came from.
Tell me about you. Neak says she's read your posts on a number of other threads, but with my 72 hr. work wk. I pretty much only have time to read hers, so I haven't read enough about you to gather any real info. I'm wondering, though, if this is really the place for our bantering. For the sake of all the poor people who have visited or will visit this thread, hoping for something relevant and useful, only to find nothing but thndrnlitng, or even worse, just static electricity, is there some place less blatant for people who just want to yammer a bit? Awaiting your advice.
People can stop reading when they discover just how irrelevant or irreverent this thread is .... intentionally just conversational.
I think being a healthy adult includes knowing how to play like a child in order to mini-break from life's multitude of important difficulties.
If you were older, I'd ask you if you delivered me !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> coz the birth story my Mum told me is that the OB went home because he thought she wasn't progressing fast enough, and the nurses delivered me ... but the OB got paid for it (of course) ... But I am 55 years old, so this is highly unlikely you were there, unless of course, you were in a bassinet next to me in the nursery. This was the 'good old days' when babies were cared for by nurses at nite so the new Moms could sleep peacefully (rooming in would have been considered cruel treatment of the tired new moms who needed their week of rest post-partum ~LOL~ Times have changed for sure)
Speaking of being in the bassinst next to me 55 years ago ... I am a family medicine RNP for a large HMO. One time I commented to a new female patient that we shared the same birthday, day and year. She asked where I was born, and we were born the same day in the same hospital ... and our maiden names both began with 'W' ... I said "I thought I recognized you !"
A little non-MB nonsense is required for sanity, I think.
Anywho ... I think you are a pretty interesting writer. Ever consider doing some magazine articles or something like that? Do you speak the way you write, embroidering the story with asides and self-deprecating humor?
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I may be a pistol, but right now I'm shooting blanks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Another busy day at the orifice, you know. Yes, at one time I did want to write books, but life intervened, as life so often does, and I've had my imagination and creativity ground out of me by all the practical things upon which I have had to focus for so many years of being a type Z personality trying to live a type AAA lifestyle. So it was an especial pleasure for me to see my daughter realize my dream of authorship, and with style, humor, grace, and imagination. I have done chart reviews for a lawyer. I'm good at that kind of writing, and even made the lawyers laugh with some of my analysis. I write funny Christmas letters, usually in July when I have time. I'm BUSY in December. I am also a very good editor, and did the initial reviews of Neak's first book before it was submitted to the publisher, who then submitted it to their people for mangling, I mean, final editing. (Yes, I am bitter. Those idiots took out the best lines. Why? I guess because they could.) The second book will be self-printed and I'll be the only editor for that one. I'm not much on original creation, but I can adapt the heck out of things (music, sewing, writing, etc.) once somebody else comes up with an idea. The second book was a collaborative effort, in some ways, and there are passages there in the book because I suggested the concept, leaving the creative phrasing up to her. The part I played in it has been a lot of fun for me. Trying to do something like that all by my lonesome would be too much like a JOB, and is no longer appealing to my elderly ambition, such as it is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I do write and talk with somewhat the same style. The whole family is that way, except for my husband, who, I think, often feels like the only adult in a thundering herd of juveniles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Well, the sandman calleth. I answereth forthwith. P.S. Is your HMO Kaiser? We're the Kaiser provider for our area, since they have no hospital close by. I know people tend to whine about their HMOs (among many other things), but I like Kaiser. Being an RNP is cool, as being a midwife would've been, but at my age I'm pretty much going to be like Popeye--I yam what I yam. I get enough education with all the mandatory CEs for re-licensing, BLS, ACLS (believe me, certificate or not, nobody who wants to survive wants me to be running their code!), and NRP. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yeah >sigh< the big "K" .... and that ain't K-Mart neither ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
And as they say in Mississippi ...where you at?
Pep
I needed to quickly step in and then out of this girl talk here to say a quick note...
Pep, I finally can say you have met your match! TLiting definitely shares you sarcasm and sense of humor. Maybe it is a nurse thing, because since my wife became an RN in the ER two years ago, her sarcasm level has doubled...and her wit is almost perverse at times. of course, it was already high when we married. It is one of the tings that attracted me to her. I guess it was the Texan in her.
Will be fun watching the two of you "double pumping" some unsuspecting soul on here.
In His arms.
We live on the Left Coast in the People's Republic of California right here in earthquake heaven. (I got blamed for an earthquake once, when I was just a little girl, but it was all San Andreas' fault!!) Actually it was in HI and mom had had a laminectomy and fusion, and back then you were bedbound forever after one of those things. So when my dad had to go off to camp to be a counselor, and was only able to come home on weekends {to spank me for whatever I'd done during the wk,}, my mom and I went to live at the mission president's house so someone could take care of her while she was bedfast. The president and his wife were elderly, and if they had ever had children it was long, long ago, so my mom was constantly afraid I'd engage in some egregious misbehavior [need I say her fears were totally unjustified? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I thought not.] that would forever humiliate her in the eyes of the other missionaries. She read to me, played games with me, and did every sort of entertainment she could think of to keep me at her bedside...but one day I managed to briefly flee the coop, and while I was out of her sight, a slight earthquake hit the Honolulu area and the pictures on the wall rattled and shook. AND SHE THOUGHT IT WAS ME. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> How insulting is that?!
I have a TX joke for Mortarman. Of course, my husband thinks Texas IS a joke, but his opinion of the state was permanently skewed by the fact that the one time he was there was in basic training to go to Viet Nam as an army medic. 40 years later, and he still has a bad attitude about the whole experience, so we don't have to pay too much attention to what HE thinks about TX. We don't talk about Lyndon Johnson, either! I'm too tired to type it out right now, so will save it for later. Never should've come back and looked at the site on my way to bed. Really, somebody should take my clicker away from me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I live in LaLaLand ... '94 Quake central ... are we passing each other on the 101 ??? (duck and cover driving under the overpass ) YIKES !!!
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
My pt. tonight almost had me ready to jump, screaming, from the 3rd floor window, but she is delivered, transferred, and the documentation is complete. I've been reborn! Nice enough girl, but a lousy pusher. By the time she had her baby, 2-1/2 hrs. after we all started bearing down, everybody in the room was pooped. It's no wonder my cystocele and rectocele keep recurring!!
OK, my favorite TX joke. Actually it's the only one I know, but I've remembered it for several years, and at my age, hanging onto a thought for that long is a real milestone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
A blind man decides to visit TX, having heard so much about what a wonderful place it is. He gets on a TX airplane, and when he sits down he realizes that the seats are huge, and very comfortable and roomy. When he asks the stewardess why their seats are so much larger than other airlines, she replies, "Well, you know, sir, everything's bigger in TX." The inflight meal was enormous. He couldn't even finish everything. He asked the stewardess why they served so much food, and she reminded him gently, "Sir, I told you before--everything's bigger in TX." When he got to his hotel, he went to the restaurant and ordered a Coke. The container they set before him felt like it must hold a gallon of soda, but when he asked the waitress why it was so large, she just said, "You'll find that everything's bigger in TX." Naturally, after all that liquid, he soon needed to relieve himself, and so he asked the waitress how to find the restroom. She told him it was 3 doors down on the right, and he felt his way down the hallway and entered the 3rd door he counted. Suddenly the people in the restaurant heard a horrible racket, like somebody was being killed. People rushed down the hallway and through the door, to find the blind man splashing wildly about in the hotel pool, and screaming frantically, "Don't flush! Don't flush!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I love this lady! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's no wonder my cystocele and rectocele keep recurring!!
Bwhaaaaaaaaaaaaa <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
What is a RNP?
Real Naughty Person
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What is a RNP?
Real Naughty Person
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shaddup Hiker ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Of the 6 women who delivered last night, 3 of them had "C-Section" tattooed on their foreheads for the last several hrs. before we pulled rabbits out of their hats (metaphorically speaking, of course) and the babies exited through the more-conventional route. However, there was a LOT of pushing that went on before that, and to honor their poor, sacrificial tissues, please join me in the following musical tribute (sung to the tune of "Puff, the Magic Dragon").
Puffy, the Perineum, after delivery,
Looks so fat--pooched out like that--
It's swollen, you can see.
Nursey's jaw dropped open
to watch that rascal puff...
'Twas NOT her magic fingers;
It was all that pushing stuff!
Puffy, the Perineum..............
And all the mothers said, "Ouch."
thndr ... you just heard this sound
... thud ...
the big grown men in the room simultaneously fainted ...
LOL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You know what we do with men who faint in the delivery room, don't you? We push them out of the way over against the wall, step over them, and continue with the delivery. L&D is not the best place for males seeking sympathy, if the truth be told. I had a delivery a few years back where the dad started to get woozy and walked outside the delivery room. All of a sudden I heard this big thunk, and looked under the curtain to see him laid out on the linoleum, the whitest Mexican I'd ever seen in my life. One of the Spanish-speaking nurses went to help him (I was busy with the delivery--bummer--so couldn't do anything myself!), and decided to give him some OJ to perk him up. He sat up halfway and drank part of the juice before he suddenly vomited. She was holding him up by the shirt front while he drank, and when the cascade headed towards her, she let go of his shirt and dropped him back on the floor. Thunk. Mother and baby were fine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I fainted once in the OR ... and they did the same thing with me ... pushed me with their feet off into the corner ... and kept on going ... it was so hot in there and I was soooo hungry and the nephrectomy was soooo icky once they got to it ... I just went down like a tree ~LOL~
When I was a student, I was watching a c-section in a california-coastal hippie-haven town ... Daddy was gowned up and in the room to watch ... and just as the birth occured ... suddenly *darkness* ... the hippie-dippie-dad turned out the lights so the baby's eyes wouldn't be uncomfortable with the bright lights!
What a turkey!
Pep
Never have had anybody turn out the lights in OR, but it sure would be dark if they did! During the earthquake/tsunami last year, there was a place in India or Sri Lanka where the lights went out like that during a C-section right after the baby delivered. The hospital staff did all the baby care, and the surgeons completed the surgery, in complete darkness. Wonder what HER scar looks like?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> The family thought the mother and baby were dead, since the hospital was damaged, but everybody survived in great shape. I found this story especially interesting, since, living in CA, I occasionally had wondered what would happen if we were hit with a quake during a delivery. Now I know--unless you get crushed and die or are trapped, you keep on working. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
If you're a '94 quake person, you must down south where people can actually SEE the air they breathe...unlike us Loma Prieta folk who have to take our air on faith! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> That's OK. After the Big One comes, and CA falls off into the Pacific, we can be neighbors on our NV beachfront property. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Time to get ready to go to my new job. I certainly appreciate my regular job better after the first days at the second and third ones. I'd much rather stay home, but the pay is lousy. My 3rd child (the cause of the cystocele and rectocele, by the way--"Hey, sweetie, I thought about you at work today." "Don't tell me, Mom. You wet your pants again.") <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> once told me these immortal words-to- live-by, after I told him what a great kid he was, "If I'm so wonderful, how come nobody will pay me just to be me?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My admiration goes out to any 55 year old nurse who can even SUGGEST the concept of "pep" in any part of her name. You go! I'll be along in a little while.
Pepper
You cut me to the quick
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Pepper
You cut me to the quick
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Come a little closer Hiker ... I can't hear you ... come'on ... closer ...
c l o s e r
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Yesss
I am all ears
What is that thing in your hand? Is it a RNP tool?
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Just read this whole post.....LMAO!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Sarcasm is my favorite form of humor! And medical sarcasm.....and the stories........HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!
You two are my kind of people!
My favorite Texas joke line: If you give a Texan an enema (we're talkin' the 3H enema - high, hot, and a helluva lot!), you can bury him in a shoe box!
K <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Guys, Mel is going to sniff this thread out, be careful - be very careful!!!
You know I have to say......they "the estabilishment" needs to send people with your type of labor/delivery experience to teach the lamaze classes. What really happens in labor/delivery isn't what they tell people in class.
My 2nd delivery was sooooooooo much smoother because I KNEW what I was doing. My first delivery would have both of you rollin your eyes, yelling SHEESH!!!!
But my darling (NOT) at the time at least...husband was the one who caught the brunt of my issues - when he walked into delivery eating an enormously messy, smelly green chile cheeseburger. I was already a nauseated, petocin induced wreck when he showed up that that.......well I don't think I could recreate the venom I spewed at him that sent him sputtering backwards out the door....needless to say - he didn't repeat his mistake the next time around!!!
Who is Mel? Why is he/she sniffing? What is there to smell? Why should we care? I'm a newbie here, overemployed (shall we say?) in the medical field, and a little leery about what is and is not appropriate in a site dedicated to building marriages...but without the time to personally research the site and really get acquainted with the rules. Pep says people need to have a little fun, and that's certainly true. I'm just a little nervous about having it on somebody else's site. How embarrassing it would feel to be booted off <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, and how "high school" to feel that way when you're 8 yrs. from Social Security!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I keep telling myself this every few minutes, but this time I REALLY mean it. It's after 12 noon. I am going to bed. Good night and sweet dreams to me. t&l
Th,
Not to worry, Mel is one of our more vocal Texans!!!
You'll love her humor as well!
Who is Mel? Why is he/she sniffing?
Hahahaha
Mel (Melodylane MB'er) is nothing but a Texas woman with a big-old can of "whoop-[censored]" she reserves for those of us who have the gall to imagine Texas is not the center of the entire universe !
You'll see....
She's all bark and no bite. Big fluffy hair and gun-toting attitude.
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Re the boufy-haired Texan...The only way I could ever have big fluffy hair is if my head were actually exploding at the time. The ovaries that come in a bottle aren't nearly as effective as the ones that came with the original package, and the older I get, the less hair I seem to have...everywhere. I don't mind the decrease in leg and arm hair, and even the "chrome-dome" female-pattern-baldness (if you get my drift!) doesn't bother me. I mean, how many people are going to see THAT?! But I do object to the thinning eyebrows, and am no longer able to allow myself to feel bad about getting gray, since I'm discovering that pink scalp is a lot less noticeable shining through sparse silvery hair than it is through dark brown. Who knew it would be so much fun to get old? The surprises! The adventures!
CSue, your mistake was in yelling at him from across the room. Nothing significant is accomplished by that. For maximum effect,you have to wait until, lulled into a false sense of security by your apparent calmness and self-control, spousie-poo comes within arms' reach. Then you may "vent." A green chile cheeseburger brought into the room of a nauseated laboring woman entitles you to a justifiable homicide defense. No jury of females in the country would convict you, although a male jury might not be quite so understanding. Whatever you do, though, just don't unload on the nurses. Always remember, we can leave the room, go to the nurse's station, and observe your baby's status on the monitor screen. We don't HAVE to stand there, like Pamela Punching Bag, at your bedside while you kick, scream, and pinch our sensitive body parts. (nurses really hate that!!) We have the narcotic keys. We control the flow of drugs into your suffering body. We are the ones who tell the doctors you're ready for your epidural. Cherish us. It's not our fault you are in this predicament. See Mr. Perpetrator, huddled over there in the corner? He is the responsible party. We are on YOUR side.
I have left the bedside of more than one woman who is fully dilated, but completely out of control, cussing me and kicking me, and told her in front of her family, "You are ready to push your baby out, but I can't do anything to help you until you can work with me. When you are ready, you call me and I'll come back and we'll get this done together." Then I go out to the desk, have a soda, and watch the screen to make sure the baby stays OK, while I wait (usually for just a few minutes) for some family member to come trotting out to say the pt. has reconsidered and would like to push. THANK GOD for central monitoring!! CSue, I'm sure you personally did just fine, and your husband's reformation, during your second labor, can be held up as a persuasive argument against the claim that men can't be taught anything!!
Gotta go. It's a grandson's birthday and the wild partying doesn't start until Grandma gets there. How much "wild" there is in me after a 2-hr. nap is open to discussion, but if I take his present, and stay just to eat a quick supper, I can be in bed before dark!!!! Pathetic. t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
To the boufy-haired Texan, and anybody else who thinks TX is the center of the universe, I have this to say, "Au contraire. Au contraire." I, thndrnlitng, know where the center of the universe is located, and it ain't TX. Right now it's in Berkeley, CA, but when school is out, the COTU (known affectionately to its egg donor as the idiot genius) will return home briefly to earn some money working on the house for its mother before it takes its summer job in Davis. The COTU is my oldest son, who does not suffer from diminished self-worth, shall we say? I have told him since he was a teenager (and he turns 30 tomorrow) that it's too bad he wasn't alive in the Middle Ages, because he could've saved poor old Galileo a heap of trouble over the argument about whether or not the earth was the center of the universe...BECAUSE EVERYBODY WOULD'VE KNOWN IT WAS HIM!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes he thinks I'm funny. Sometimes not. Who cares, as long as I amuse myself? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Who knew it would be so much fun to get old? The surprises! The adventures!
Lordy woman! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> How
old are you if I may ask?
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm 57. That would be in dog years, however. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I have a favorite t-shirt that has a dog skeleton on it, and under it are the words, "In dog years, I'm dead." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> People always laugh. They think I'm joking. Think again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
You are not old at all!
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Beauty may be in the eye of the beholder, but age is in the bones of the back, the neck, the feet, the beleaguered body of the weary nurse. Trust me I'm ol-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-ld.
But in a vibrantly youthful sort of way. Um, maybe not youthful. That implies skin tone whose spring hasn't been sprung. Juvenile might be a better choice of words, dealing more with my behvior than my appearance. I'm going to be the silliest old lady the younger generation has ever met, by the time I'm over. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />I intend to confuse the dickens out of 'em before I finish with myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Good night. It's hard to think of the fount of this much silliness getting up in front tomorrow and preaching the sermon for chldren's church, but I am prepared to keep their attention with the story of the carrot, the egg, and the tea bag...and to help them figure out which item they are as individuals. Last Children's church, my sermon involved the fiery furnace and I made a nice big explosion in my hand with a flame that shot up over my head. It's a hard act...following the lycopodium powder, so that egg, the carrot, and the bag of tea are going to have to hustle in order make an impact.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Th,
I loved the labor & delivery nurses I had with both of my boys. They were angels to me...however I didn't know they were in charge of the anesthesia timing!! But that's another story!
I was also raised right too...my mother was a nurse, and my sister has been one for 30 years, most of which was spent in PICU until she burned out. Now she's in hospital administration! Both of these women were a force to be reckoned with!!
My favorite Texas joke line: If you give a Texan an enema (we're talkin' the 3H enema - high, hot, and a helluva lot!), you can bury him in a shoe box!
K <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Typical jealous silly yankee! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
take this, you carpetbagger! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Re the boufy-haired Texan...The only way I could ever have big fluffy hair is if my head were actually exploding at the time.
This is nothing that can't be remedied by a good ole can of Texas hair spray and a little teasin.' You yankee gals don't have to settle for the flat head. Get with it, sister! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
you too can look like this!P.S. welcome to Marriage Builders, love your posts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
you too can look like this!My personal favorite:
possum ... the other white meatewwwwww
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Don't blame me you silly yankees don't know a good cut of meat... Go eat your tofu! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
possum...the other white meat...ya'll are too much....i live on possum point...i need a copy of that trailer living ad...lol
.i live on possum point...
Obviously a person of good taste and class! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Don't blame me you silly yankees don't know a good cut of meat... Go eat your tofu! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well I'm surprised you're not serving up a yummy helping of ardvark, or whatever the heck those ugly creatures are you got down there are called.
Seen one right smack in the middle of the road driving to Dallas one day. Stupid, slow south western type animal couldn't even get out of the middle of road!
Dang, wish I could think of what those things are called.
T'aint tofu for me either, it's alaskan wild salmon. And when I got some extra grocery money, it be Lox!
Prolly don't even know what Lox is, do ya poof head?
Pep, please forgive me, as I know you hate it when the threads degenerate to this kind of thing.
Just can't help myself today.
Interesting thread though.
When I had my baby, it was a full moon and thirteen moms checked in to deliver.
Mostly what I remember about the nurses that night was begging them to "just throw me out the window". And I think that is what made them order a baby class for me before they would let me leave with my baby. I guess they thought I didn't quite have the mother quality thing down yet! LOL
Oh and I do remember the doctor telling me when I pleaded with him to "just pull her out", that unfortunately babies didn't come with handles!
Oh and all night long after 23 hours in labor, 12 of them hooked up to a dialating machine, and also a monitor up my yingyang to monitor her heart rate, they kept bringing my baby into my room for me to take care of her. I would of course immediately get up and wheel her right back down to the nursery!
I don't think those nurses liked me very much.
Weaver, are you thinking of armadillos?
Oh thank you Cameo! Yes that's what they are called.
Good grief, only a silly yooper would not know an armadillo from an aardvark! And they even let these people drive! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
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Usually, parameters are set up in advance, which much be reached before an epidural is given. The nurse tells the physician when you are ready, although the MD is the one who actually calls the anesthesiologist and orders the procedure. Certainly no one thought Dr. Wonderful-Who-Will-End-My-Pain will talk to a lowly nurse, did they? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Nurses don't determine if an epidural is given, but they DO tell the MD when his pt. is far enough along for one, and they dole out IV narcotics getting there. A nurse can also tell a physician, "You know, Dr., your pt. isn't 4cm yet. She's been the same for hrs. because she's so tense she's making my teeth ache. Feels like there's plenty of room, though, so how about letting her get that epidural early so she can relax. I'll pit her out, if she needs it, but if we don't do something that baby's still going be in utero when it's time to start kindergarten!" And you get your epidural quicker, which makes you very happy. Because of the noble nurse. That's why people need to be nice to us. (Actually, a primary motive is getting you [generic "you," not personal "you," obviously] OFF MY LAST NERVE, which you've been riding for hours like a jockey in the Kentucky Derby...but since what works for you, works for me, why not bless us all at once?)
I am always amazed when (usually first-time) moms-to-be come in, 1 cm dilated (or less), in early labor if in labor at all, and tell us, "My Dr. isn't HERE? But he SAID he'd meet us at the hospital!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> Sure he's going to meet you here...hours from now when there's actually something for him to do. In the meantime, he's home, safely tucked in bed, and hoping you piddle around until morning and don't make him get up in the middle of the night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, it's much more fun to sit here in my pj's TALKING about working, than it is actually going to the hospital TO work, but my frolicking time is over. Let's just pray that 9 months ago, more people were reading books than You-Know, so there's at least a chance we might have a pleasant night. My feet are rebellious peasants by the end of 12 hrs, regardless--but if those 12 hrs. were spent in endless trotting back and forth to answer lights and minister mercy...oh, my word. t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Th,
It's so much easier to discuss "labor" when not in the midst of it - thanks for clearing things up for me!
Maybe this isn't so odd for you to hear, but with my 2nd son, the epidural only sent anesthesia to 1/2 of my body! So one side got allllll the meds, and the other side got none.
I thought surely I could stand labor if it's just pain on one side, but no - the pain wimp that I am, it was too much. (I have accepted that I have a low threshold for pain). I was simply unable to focus, or pay attention to anyone until the epidural worked equally on both sides of my body. Once they resolved the problem I immediately relaxed, followed instructions and delivered. And of course I've forgotten how many hours it took the other side of my body to work that was soooo numbed!
Hi Mel, Hi Weaver!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Nine months ago, nobody was reading books, unless perhaps it was the Joy of Sex...in Braille. My new job doesn't staff as well as my regular one, and we have to do babies besides. People, get a hobby (not THAT one!). Play golf. Volunteer at the hospital. Sew. Paint. I don't care. Watch TV!! Oh, well, at least I have job security, don't I? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As far as your unilateral epidural, my initial guess (and the simplest explanation) would be that once it was placed, you were positioned on one side (and probably hoped to fall asleep). Gravity pulled all the anesthetic down to the bottom side, leaving your upper side unaffected. If you got complete pain relief only after they turned you to the other side, and let you stay that way for awhile, then you can pretty much assume that was what happened. You are not alone. Women generally don't tend to do well with labor pains on one side when the other is pain-free. If you whined, you would be in plenteous company, believe me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Good night. Have a lovely day. My definition of a lovely day is a day I don't even know I had, but usually I can't sleep that well. Maybe today will be different. To each his own. My definition of a lovely day at 18 was certainly different than the one I've got now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So, Pep--where is Lalaland? Are you in SoCal? How much personal info are people supposed to divulge on this site, anyway? Is it entirely discretionary, so that one can be either completly identifiable, or absolutely anonymous? We live east of SF up here in the north, so if you're in L.A.L.A.land, we're not going to be passing each other by on the freeway very often! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I'm at work and my pt. is 6 cm, contracting like gangbusters, and not feeling any pain. She has the cutest dimples and she's still laughing a lot. Getting somebody like this is winning the labor lottery, let me tell you!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> t&l
LaLa Land is Los Angeles. Home of fruits and nuts....
Graduated from San Jose State with my BSN a loooooooong time ago before Bill Gates was out of diapers. SJ was at that time the "prune capitol of the world" ... before it became the "dot-com outrageous real estate price capitol of the world"...
I came of age in Santa Cruz the "hippie-capitol of the world" when Ken Kesey and his electric koolaide acid trip bus wandered the mountains .... and if you don't understand this reference, that's OK ... I don't either ... I forget why ... LOL
Pep
And places like Dublin and Pleasanton were nothing more than pasture land with grass and cows and rattle snakes ... and no one stopped there except for gas on the way to the Sierras. Now, it's really a pretty place to live ... with expensive housing !!!!
Pep
and if you don't understand this reference, that's OK ... I don't either ... I forget why ... L
Did you trip on any of that acid? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Dublin and Pleasanton, in addition to being very expensive, are giant parking lots every morning and afternoon. A few years back I did a some traveling contracts in San Jose and Mt. View, working the night shift...so I was always driving against the heaviest traffic as I passed through Pleasanton and Dublin, and little rural Tracy is now home to some of the best traffic jams in the area. Especially in the AM, on the way home, I would see bazillions of cars backed up on the freeway, and going nowhere fast, and I could never figure out how the commuters could stand it! When I'm on the freeway, I expect to be moving somewhere, not bunged up from here to Christmas with a bunch of other commuters sharing my destination and my predicament! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Even against traffic, it took 2+ hrs.to drive each way; I would never, ever, on my life have been able to tolerate it if I had had to drive slow besides. These folks who drive 3 or 4 hrs. each way each day are Spartans, very tough, and doubtless have enormous bladders, too, since once you're in the mess, you don't dare take time to get off the freeway for a pit stop. City dwellers, I salute you. On MY road, 5 cars at a time is a traffic jam. I LIKE living in the country, even if it means I have to drive 30 miles or so every time I want to go someplace or get anything besides food (and if I want CHEAP food, I have to drive to get that, too). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Tonight I spent some time visiting with Neak's younger sister, Wmninshoo. We talked about some of the stresses and burdens we are going through as a family, Neak's being only one of them. Even for Christians, troubles aren't any fun, and lately it's seemed like if it weren't for our bad luck we wouldn't have any luck at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> She offered me a variation on a saying that somebody on the MB site likes to put in their posts: "What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger." The version Wmninshoo had read just really fit my mood, which, I must confess, has been more "up" at other times than it is right now. It goes like this: "What doesn't kill you...only postpones the inevitable." Sigh. If we had know when we were kids what it was going to be like to be a grown up, we wouldn't have been in such an all-fired rush to get here, would we? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Re: Your advice to Mike the Guitarist
Pep,
You've got to be kidding me! Someone else who knows about Hector the Defector? I thought my parents were the only ones!
Notso
So where is this alleged reference to Hector the Defector, anyway? I missed it myself, and since everybody's quit talking to me around here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I didn't see it myself. That's really an ancient joke, isn't it? And one of my favorites (I'm a real fan of sophisticated humor <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) t&l
Hello-o-o-o-o-o-o? Psst. Anybody there? Why is it so dark? Did somebody turn out the lights? Sigh. I think I killed my thread. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Hello-o-o-o-o-o-o? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Deep sigh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Sound of tiptoes fading into distance, and door closing. Ouch! It hit me on the butt on the way out. I guess I'll just be over here in Pariahville, nursing my bruised backside. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> t&l
I was about to say that Pep has a short attention span, but technically that is not true.
If you keep it up where she can see it, she'll reply.
Hope you were doing OK when you wrote, and didn't need anything. Love your sense of humor.
SS
I have NO idea who Hector The Defector is
so I defered responding until after my brain scan... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Are you ~sure~ you are refering to something I typed with my very own hands???? I don't remember this !
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Pep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Today I am not a nurse. Today I am the low-level flunky making repeated trips to the store to obtain roofing supplies for DS2 and a couple of friends who are attempting to replace the roof they tore off yesterday before it rains tonight. Need I say it's been perfectly sunny and hot here for ages, until they took everything off the roof? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I thought only my husband could cause weather changes like that, but apparently this "talent" has been filtered on down to the sons as well. I'm just taking a break while they unload the first batch of stuff and then will be going back to get the 2nd load. At least this time I don't have to do any shopping. My H gives me these "complete" lists of supplies, and then the blasted clerks ALWAYS want to ask for clarification, which, of course, I am unable to give without calling someone with testicles to see what in the dickens he meant. G-r-r-r-r-r. Happens every time, too. I HATE SHOPPING FOR AUTO PARTS OR HOUSEHOLD REPAIR SUPPLIES! (Shakes self off) Well, I feel better now. Thank you. Hope I didn't spray anybody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'll have to get back to Hector the Defector lator, but it involves mashed potatoes in one's underwear, which is why Neak noticed it in some earlier advice you gave to a no-doubt wonderful gentleman apparently discussing the enhancement of his, um, endowment. (or something like that) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Lovely hearing from you again. I was lonely. Well, if those boys aren't done yet, they oughta be. Guess I'll go "hurry" them along. The Lone Haranguer rides again. Here, cattle prod... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh ... I do recall advising someone that if he was going to place an enhancing potato in his pants ... to be sure he placed it in the front and not the back of his pants..
My my my .... I do regress.....
Pep
Yes, Truth is stranger than fiction.
I ought to know by now.
SS
The book in which Hector the Defector appears was probably written about 20-30 yrs. ago, and it was a humorous yarn about this man who had defected from Russia (I think), and was trying to make it in America. In this one story, Hector is having trouble getting any interest from American women. At the beach, he notices this one guy that just has women plastered all over him, all vying for his attention. He doesn't think the other guy is that much better looking than he is, and can't understand what the babe-magnet difference is between them, so he finally goes over privately and tells the fellow, "I can't help but notice how much attention you get from the ladies. I can't even get anybody to notice me at all. What's your secret?"
"Well," the other fellow replies, "it's really simple. I just stick a potato down my swim trunks every time I come to the beach, and the women go crazy for me."
"A potato in your pants?" asks Hector. "That's it?"
"Yup," the other guy says. "Try it yourself and see if it doesn't work for you, too."
So the next week Hector does his potato thing, and goes to the beach to strut around. To his surprise, women avoid him like he has the plague. Nobody will talk to him. He even has trouble getting anybody to make eye contact. At the end of a spectaculary unsuccessful day of babe catching, he sees Mr. Studly coming down the beach, surrounded (as usual) by beautiful women. Now he's REALLY upset. So he waits until he can get the chance to complain to him privately about the useless advice he got. "I did exactly what you said," Hector whined. "I put the potato in my swim trunks. I walked around here all day, just like you do...but you've still got all the girls, and I don't have anybody. How come it works for you, but not for me?"
Mr. Studly looks Hector over for a few moments. "I think I may be able to explain. There's really nothing wrong with my advice," Mr. Studly says, "but if you want it to work you need to try it one more time...and put the potato in the front of your pants, not the back. Oh, yeah--you don't want to use mashed potatoes, either." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Does it really count as vacation when you help put a roof on a house, and do deep cleaning of the inside? Gotta get back to work before my "rest" kills me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You have serious issues girl..... 'vacation' means lolling about and ordering other people to fetch things for you that are cool and tasty....
Pep
You have serious issues girl... 'vacation' means lolling about and ordering other people to fetch things for you that are cool and tasty....
Pep
Oh. Well, in that case, I'm not having vacation. I am laboring in preparation for having roof. Ouch!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Try not to think of the episiotomy on THAT one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
'vacation' means lolling about and ordering other people to fetch things for you that are cool and tasty....
LOL... you better believe it.
I fetched a 'lil for Pep in March while she vacationed and lolled around in my great Southern state. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Fetched her tiara and boa
Fetched her some fried dill pickles and fried catfish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Fetched the best "eye surgeon" and "tattoo artist" I could find
Even fetched her own personal chauffer...
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Well, at least that proves that Pep follows her own advice. A lot of people don't!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> There is virtue in consistency, I guess. However, I AM getting tired of things being consistently bad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hate to think what this place is going to look like when I get back.
Lots of fun though, lots of fun.
SS
Where are you going? Hope you have a good time. Turns out the only places I can afford to go this summer are Crazy, Nuts, and Stark Raving Mad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> (I'm taking a tour.) Fortunately, it's a short trip, though, so it won't take long. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm going to girls camp with my daughters, and my W.
I'd go crazy with you, but I've already been there, and they won't even reserve me a room these days. I wonder if my card declined?
SS
How does a guy get to go to girls camp? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Must be one of them coed things!! Either that, or he's got a heckuva disguise! t&l
Officially, I teach a class on the stars, and a map and compass class.
Unofficially, I think my W wants to have me there to set up the big awnings, and to cook.
We'll see.
SS
Hey, that's nothing!
When my W was a girl scout troop leader for my DD's troop, I was an official girl scout! ...I did a lot of the driving 2 and from camps, helping out, on our local counsel.
-ol' 2long
Officially, I teach a class on the stars, and a map and compass class. SS
When I was about 16, I was big into astronomy, and the math teacher at the church school I attended, and where my parents also taught, briefly felt my breasts at the annual school camp while he was supposedly supporting my elbows so I could look at a constellation through his binoculars. Nobody really talked much about that kind of stuff back then, and I was so shocked I never told anybody about it. I've always wondered, in the intervening 40+ years, how many other girls he did it to, and wished somebody had said something. Learning astronomy is great. SS, I advise not standing behind them, and at least 3 feet away. Today you can get accused for nothing, or misinterpreted for what you DO do. I hate it when the guilty get away with it, and some poor innocent gets blamed for something that never happened.
And on that upbeat note, have a GREAT time at camp! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Awnings and cooking sound fairly safe, though. What's for supper? Is it shade yet?
t&l
If you've read much of Neak's stuff, you know she's had a book published. Book #2 is completed, and ready for pre-publication editing. That's my job, and then once I'm done, she'll make a final run-through and it will be completely ready for the publisher. It's several hundred pages long, so lately I've been trying to do some every day so I can get it done within the next month. I sat down tonight, and carefully went through 10-15 pages, coming up with something I was really pleased with. Been up since yesterday, except for the usual nap, so I was tired and sore when I started, and stiff as a board by the time I was ready to quit. I celebrated my literary achievement by stretching my weary muscles, sticking my legs out as far as they'd go, wiggling my feet...and hitting the off switch for the computer with my toes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Now I get to do it all over again, and it wasn't even my favorite chapter! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Who was it that said something about how if you really want to screw things up, you need a computer? Must've been somebody who knows ME. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Nice weekend to everybody. Wear your capes of power. Red works best for Neak, but you can choose a different color if you like. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Pepperband--
I've missed hearing from you. Can tell from your dramatic photo that you look great. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> With all those birthday wishes, you I'll bet you feel great, too, especially right about now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Got any time for a bit of frivolous banter with a passing storm? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Best wishes,
t&l
Still thinking if I should say anything, but this thread is too good to ignore.
No trouble at girls camp. This was my 6th year, by now they must know I am safe. They also have at least two adult gals, with us guys when we teach our classes. It pays to be on top of stuff like that.
T&L, are you married at this point in time? I haven't seen you comment on that.
Neak and H are doing well?
T&L is doing well?
SS
Hi SS, thank you for asking. T&L is at work and probably won't be online till tomorrow, so I'll take a few liberties on her behalf. She has been married to my dad since 1971, and I am the oldest of her 4 kids. She works too much, but is fine other than that, and will be delighted that you thought of her. Glad your girlie camp went well.
H & I are doing very well, growing closer than ever, and healing nicely. There are a few bumps being thrown in the road by OW, but nothing we can't handle together. She is not accepting her conge with grace.
Our MC has been awesome, and both of us are putting a lot of effort into rebuilding stronger and better than ever. H has been so helpful and kind, and is making every effort to show that he has changed. I could go on at length, but I have some blackberries to slay. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Happy summer, SS!
Neak
Neak,
So glad things are improving. I worry too much.
Don't let any blackberries sneak up on you.
SS
Still thinking if I should say anything
How exciting that somebody wants to talk !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'd pretty much given up posting, being of the opinion that it's silly to take the trouble to go online to be ignored when I can be ignored by my husband at home FOR FREE, without having to put forth any effort at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Neak told me you had posted, but I'll have to come back later. I'm charge nurse tonight and don't want to get caught here in the back using the computer while everybody else is up front taking care of pts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm especially glad that
you wrote, because I've been hoping you didn't misunderstand what I said about the Fondler that taught at my high school...and I wanted to clarify. (I come from a long line of compulsive Explanationarians, and we just can't help ourselves! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />)
OK, been caught once. Gotta get out of here before I'm caught again. Maybe later tonight when it Q _ _ _ _ _ down. I don't dare say the Q word this early in the shift. It angers the labor gods and they punish us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Hard to do much typing when my checking fingers are doing the labor limbo, the cervical can-can, the maternity macarena. Well, you get the idea.
t&l
Hi T&L.
How exciting that somebody wants to talk !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'd pretty much given up posting, being of the opinion that it's silly to take the trouble to go online to be ignored when I can be ignored by my husband at home FOR FREE, without having to put forth any effort at all.
Many of us are in the same boat. I may be old, but I'm slow. No wait........Oh well, it's accurate.
Neak told me you had posted, but I'll have to come back later. I'm charge nurse tonight and don't want to get caught here in the back using the computer while everybody else is up front taking care of pts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My MIL did what you do. She is mostly retired now, but I've heard the stories. It is nice to know which DR to see when I need something done. Yes, I have heard stories.
I'm especially glad that [color:"blue"] you [/color] wrote, because I've been hoping you didn't misunderstand what I said about the Fondler that taught at my high school...and I wanted to clarify. (I come from a long line of compulsive Explanationarians, and we just can't help ourselves! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />)
I think we are related - somewhere in that long line.
No, I think I know what you meant. This world is quite something. I have been associated with BSA for many years, and they teach youth protection classes. How to protect the youth, and how to protect adults from false charges. It pays to be careful both directions. I suppose it's what you call a fact of life these days - being careful, that is.
OK, been caught once. Gotta get out of here before I'm caught again. Maybe later tonight when it Q _ _ _ _ _ down. I don't dare say the Q word this early in the shift. It angers the labor gods and they punish us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Hard to do much typing when my checking fingers are doing the labor limbo, the cervical can-can, the maternity macarena. Well, you get the idea.
MIL transfered to same day surgery after a while. She worked early mornings, and was home in the afternoon, and at night. Seemed to like that better.
Have you applied Dr Harleys stuff to your H, and sucked him back into a good marriage, or is yours doing well enough on it's own?
SS
Have you applied Dr Harleys stuff to your H, and sucked him back into a good marriage, or is yours doing well enough on it's own?
Just a quick answer to this question and then I'm going back up to rally the troops. I'm short one nurse, and the 4 I have with me include: a nurse who has 1 year of experience, 2 nurses who are just learning English (one from India and one from China), and a traveling nurse from Atlanta who speaks English just fine but is unfamiliar with this particular hospital and MDs. I admire the brave, adventurous spirit that led these 3 ladies to seek work so far from home and familiar territory, but it still means I have to pay more attention than usual to what everybody is doing, since I'm the one who would get blamed for anything that might go wrong tonight. I'd have less worrying to do I were in charge of a whole bunch of antique winged mammals (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) like me.
I wouldn't call my marriage "good." I wouldn't exactly say it's doing "well enough on its own", either. But it IS, and has been for many years, in a fully-functional state of brokeness that works for me at this stage of my life in a way that would never have been possible when I was young. Of course, when I was young, the marriage was like glass stemware that had been thrown off the Empire State Building and, once it hit the ground, was then run over by a steam roller...so
REALLY, functional brokeness is a
huge improvement and something to be cherished for the upgrade that it is!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I would rather crawl naked over broken glass across the breadth of America to be nibbled to death by ducks at the Atlantic shoreline than to try and drag, push, lure, or invite my husband through even one more session of "What's inside YOUR head?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But other than that, using the Harleys' techniques for marriage revitalization sounds like a
great idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm all for people everywhere to make their marriages work, find happiness, gain intimacy, enjoy companionship, and so and so forth, ad infinitum. But I also believe that sometimes you just have to know when it's time to quit, too, and give both your head and that stone wall with the metal spikes that you've been batting it against, a [color:"red"] rest.
t&l
Before everybody starts beating up on me, um, I mean giving me lots of helpful advice <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> about the whole death-by-duck-nibbling metaphor, let me try to explain...
There's not a whole lot of detail I feel I can comfortably give about my husband. His story belongs to him, and I don't really have the right to trot out his details with the freedom with which I can unveil my own. Let's just say that (IMHO) certain events of his childhood and youth have left deep, and so far, incurable wounds in his mind and his emotions. Even though you can't see any scars on him, as you could if he'd have had deforming external injuries, they are every bit as real, and in many ways are much more damaging. If he had no legs, no one would dream of his being an Olympic champion in pole vaulting, for example. The blind man wouldn't plan a career of precision power sawing...not if he's got a brain in his head, at least, or wants to have any fingers left on his hand. Neaksdad is emotionally and relationally handicapped. He is absolutely incapable of many interpersonal bonds (with everybody, including a spouse and children) that other people take for granted. He will remain incapable of these interactions as long as he chooses to bury his traumas, instead of bring them up and out into the open where they can be dealt with and reduced or eliminated.
I certainly don't have time, in the few minutes before I go to bed, to deal with any of my poor marriage contributions...and unlike Neak in her marriage, I have had plenty in mine. But over a period of several decades I have tried many, many times to break through the barriers he has erected between himself and others, and I can't. I'm not allowed to do so. I finally came to the point where it seemed to me that the kinder, more loving way would be to simply accept him as he is, recognize that he can't be something that he's not, accept personal responsibility for my own mental and emotional maintenance, and just let him be until (if ever) he's ready on his own to seek change. I consider peace, quiet, and the absence of nagging or complaining, to be my gift to him, and one of the few things I have in my power to do for him. It's certainly easier on me!
This isn't the relationship I was seeking when I was in my teens and 20s. I spent most of my 30s and 40s making the transition from quiet/open rebellion to calm/semi-calm acceptance. In my 50s, I'm very well aware that it's broke, but it works anyway, and I no longer care to try and fix it any more. I'm tired. I'm out of ideas. I have no energy nor enthusiasm for tackling a job now that I couldn't do successfully when I was young, peppy, and gung-ho. Whatever that makes me--good, bad, indifferent--that's what I am.
Enough pseudoprofundity already. I'm pooped. It's 8:30 AM and time for bed! Happy day to everybody. Anybody else want to chat? I'll tell you my story about the baby whose parents were going to name him Thor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Later, that is.
t&l
C Sue said:
I'm curious - what qualities does he have/or had that attracted you to him in the first place?
Me too, but I want more info than that. I want to know your love story. How you met, and fell in love. His strong points, and his weaknesses. Not in depth, not things that are private and not talked about (but you can hint.) Just in a general way. I'm going to talk about things CSue said, but I'll come back to you T&L. I have lots of questions, I hope you don't mind - and of course, you can always blush and change the subject.
To both you and SS - I have to share with you that I'm leaving next week for an SS type vacation...I'm going to Boy Scout Camp; and yes I'm a mom!
My first summer camp as a scoutmaster was in 1983. Things have changed a lot since then. Moms go often now, and women serve as leaders at camp too. Sometimes I like it, sometimes I don't. (change is hard on me.) I bet you will have fun.
As SS said the BSA has an extensive child protection training program that I wish was mandatory for all adults to take because it is excellent information to know to protect the innocent.
It is mandatory for all adult scout leaders, but you must mean everyone every where?
This is no dream vacation...high altitude desert, strenous hikes to get from point A to point B, etc - and there are many points to get to throughout the day. I suspect over 10 miles are hiked minimum every day.
Lets see, If I remember where you live.......could be Phillmont, or Camp Frank Rand. Or maybe one I have never heard of. I have been to Frank Rand as a scoutmaster when I lived in Southern Co. No, maybe not a dream vacation, but different for you. I have been to 19 summer camps for BSA, and another 6 with my daughters. Many good memories. (SS is lost in the mists of time, but then the phone rings......)
Why am I going? Because my husband explained to me AFTER our children were born that in his family the boys are all late bloomers...So even at age 11 & 12 my two need for me to go or they won't go at all.
We had a boy in our neighborhood that had a hard time going. THe first year he "got sick" on day one of a 6 day camp, and his dad came and got him. The next year, he made it two days. The next year, his dad came, and he made the whole week. After that, it got better and better. I was his leader in Venturing (16-18 yrs old) He did well, and he is an eagle scout. Deserves it too. Now he is in Fiji on a mission for his church, and is doing an excellant job. Lives on a small island, lives like the natives. He is 19 years old. What a difference a few years, and some self confidence makes. He was one of the best youth leaders I have ever worked with. He just started out slowly.
.................All medical professionals tell me that when he grows up he'll be unlikely to be able to handle watching his wife's childbirth.
Have you had dad's hit the floor during delivery?
My brother did. He faints away when he goes to get shots, and in the delivery room. Everyone is different, I never did understand these things. One of the hard parts is getting the other kids to not tease. I always found ways to get rid of most of it, because everyone has their own secrets. If they think about it, they realize it's better to help each other than to pick on each other. It's just getting them to think about it.
Anyway, I'll be doing a tour of duty at camp next week, but unlike SS, I won't be a lecturer! Will be sitting quietly in the corner watching for any hint of medical talk!
I can't wait to hear how you did. Scouting is in my blood now. Be sure and go to the morning flag ceremonies. The spirit of America is alive and well, and you will see it expressed.
SS
One study reported to us that the D rate for eagle scouts is 7% in the US.
Much better than the average, but then, there are still that 7%.
I hope things go well for you.
Frank Rand can still be hot in the day time. It almost always cools down at night. Are you going to ride horses, and the whole thing?
BTW, I am impressed with your H's acomplishments in scouting. Life time OA means lots of service. I hope he has fun with it for many more years. The first two years were hard for me, but after I got my feet under me, I had a great time. I am in a training position now, and I miss direct contact with the boys.
SS
I've got to get ready to go to work, but will try to take a little time to write later tonight. It's a weird, convoluted story. I'm not embarrassed to talk about it, but I'm sure it would take me longer than a single sitting to even skip over the "high" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> points. Well, the points that stick out--whether up or down remains debatable. You will have to let me know if/when you get bored by it and we can move on to something more interesting. I certainly can relate a cautionary tale of how not to pick a spouse, run a marriage, and live a life. You know that old saying, "Too soon old, too late smart"? That's me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak and Neaksis, you are welcome to chime in here at any time, and may feel free to say anything you want, if you want. You lived this with me, although from a different angle. I feel like I should walk around the rest of my life with a big sign posted on me that says, "This is what NOT to do!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> On the plus side, when I'm not being a total idiot, I AM able to give lots of good advice from my life's experience, all of it, unfortunately, obtained the hard way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You mean, there's another way? How come nobody told ME? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
If we're busy tonight, I'll just tell you about Baby Thor and delay wading into the Sad Saga of Susan the Stupid. Later,
t&l
Hey T&L! My dad's an RN...hearing you "speak" feels like talking to family.
Hey T&L! My dad's an RN...hearing you "speak" feels like talking to family.
You should get up a sympathy party with Neak and Neaksis. There's nothing worse than having a reformed-hypochondriac-now-registered-nurse for a parent. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Do you know how
SICK you have to be to get sympathy from somebody like that?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Not to say that your dad was a hypochondriac, but it's very hard to pull the old I-was-sick-this-morning-at-school-time-but-now-it's-out-and-I've-been-cured routine on a nurse. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh Yeah !!!
I wanted to hear about Thor, but I got side tracked.
Promise I won't get bored, I asked for a reason. I agree you can't fix your H, but some H's will fall for tricks. Maybe we can trick him.
T&L,
I should tell you that I don't cry much on MB any more. The first few years reading all these sad stories were hard on me, but I got hard after a while. I had to turn a way from reading what you said, and compose myself. I have no idea if there can be any change made, but I want to discuss some things with you, and it may take a while. I won't get bored, because I need to know lots of things to make any suggestions at all.
The good thing is, this is just a forum and you can ignore me any time you want.
I hate to go from funny to serious here, but serious is necessarry sometimes.
Now back to your regularly scheduled program.
SS
>There's nothing worse than having a reformed-hypochondriac-now-registered-nurse for a parent.
How about an uncle who still is a hyprochondriac and a biology prof living next door to the 'rents? Oh! And to top it off both dad and uncle are Nam vets and are convinced the government wants to control usage of their firearms...(uncle shot a hole in his hand last year cleaning his glock)....that was funny...really...it was ROTFLMAO funny....mainly because he's always goin' on about my little pistol....and then big old dude shoots his hand........hehehehehe
Probably if you hadn't deleted your posts twice I wouldn't be so curious about what you said and then reconsidered. But you did. And I am. Was it really
that bad? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Don't worry about me. I'm not much of a delicate flower--more dandelion than gardenia, if you get my drift, and I seldom pout for long. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Also, Neak and Neaksis were chatting with me tonight and Neak said that The Sad Saga of Susan the Stupid would be a good name for a new thread. I feel ambivalent about the idea, being surprisingly possessive of "my" thread as it currently exists. But at the same time, it was Pep that started it and maybe my life song (AKA, the Dirge) doesn't actually belong on it, now that its creator is not actively participating in the thread she began. So, I ask you, shall we start a new thread with the above title, or just continue on with this one, although in a new direction? What is MB threadiquette for this? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
OK, Baby Thor. One night, in the lull that followed the birth, while the MD did his perineal embroidery and the nursery nurse fiddled with baby, I asked the new parents what they were planning to name their child. They were your average-looking, young, Caucasian yuppies in appearance, and I was expecting an average name choice out of them. They said they had 2 possibilites, the first being Devon. I told them I liked that one, and it was my youngest grandson's name. "What's your second choice?"
"Thor," they replied. I was somewhat taken aback, since they weren't Scandinavian at all, and their last name really didn't go with Thor either.
Silence fell over the room for a few minutes as the medical staff looked at each other, but nobody knew what to say. Finally I piped up. "Well, he really doesn't look to me like he's Thor...but we'll have to check back in a few days and find out how he feelth after he'th been thircumthithed."
I don't know if they actually named him Thor. I was afraid to ask after that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Not to worry! I had just taken your thread on an extensive hijack, way off subject! Posted more than I wanted on a public message board! Had nothing to do with yours or Pep's discussions! Back to you!
Edited to add - I'll bet they didn't name him Thor!!
If you like your thread you can keep it indefinitely; the reason some people start new threads is to let others know the new subject direction at a glance.
The thread starter Pep in this case, can change the Subject title as the thread progresses. This serves two purposes - alerts others of the new direction; yet preserves the history of the thread. But only the thread starter can change the subject title.
CSue,
I hope I didn't lead you to say things you felt uncomfortable about. I never meant to do that. If you would like I can delete references I made. I'm not sure what bothered you about what you typed, please advise.
T&L,
How many days a week do you work?
Do you have a hoby, or hobies?
I am going to go out on a limb, and say something about Pep. I think she would love to spend more time on this thread. I also think she is driven to post to people she thinks need help the most, and since her time is limited, she runs out of time before she gets back to threads like this that are very rewarding for her, but where she doesn't think help is needed directly.
My opininon only, but I believe it's accurate.
SS
delay wading into the Sad Saga of Susan the Stupid.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I am going to go out on a limb, and say something about Pep. I think she would love to spend more time on this thread. I also think she is driven to post to people she thinks need help the most, and since her time is limited, she runs out of time before she gets back to threads like this that are very rewarding for her, but where she doesn't think help is needed directly.
~LOL~ Sometimes it is even simpler than this .... as Chauncy Gardner (Being There)said ... "I like to watch."
I think my force can overpower sometimes and therefore it is better I simply observe.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I think it's time to peel back some of the protective shield of grotesque self-deprecating humor ... what is underneath?
Pep, you are so much better than I am at getting directly to the point.................. but yes, it is time.
SS
Pep said:
I think my force can overpower sometimes and therefore it is better I simply observe....
Yeah, Right. You are blunt when blunt is needed, but you can dance lightly with the best of em.
I have some other theories too....(SS Whispers now.....cause Susan might be listening) But.......but I think I better keep quiet for now, you never know who might be around evesdropping.
SS
(SS Whispers now.....cause Susan might be listening)
HUH??? Did someone say something?
I love and appreciate people that are direct!
Susan
Susan,
I was teasing on purpose. No other theories, except for the ice berg theory. You probably already know about that one.
SS
Freud ~ conscious and unconscious
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Pep said:
I think it's time to peel back some of the protective shield of grotesque self-deprecating humor ... what is underneath?
On the track of trying to define
PEP-ISM...
I want to say this.....
PEP often goes ahead and says
OUT LOUD what I have been thinking...
I LOVE IT! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Susan said:
Freud ~ conscious and unconscious
Yes, that's why we are after T&L so hard.
SS
Still:
The "iceberg theory"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Mimi,
I made it up. I admit, Susan is fun to tease.
(SS blushes)
See, Susan and Pep are famous for their jokes, and pranks. One should be especially careful about the end of March, first of April.
So, I thought I would see if Susan was paying attention.
No theory, just teasing Susan.
At least I didn't pretend to be someone else.
( See, still more teasing.)
Now, please forgive me if I yanked your chain too, I didn't mean to. I hope you are OK with this attempt at humor.
SS
I'm fine with HUMOR.
You most certainly did not yank my chain!
I thought I was missing out on some new theory! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll never forget APRIL FOOL's NOW. I learned quite a lesson from that...
In fact, the lesson was to stop being SO SERIOUS...
HAVE FUN..NO MATTER WHAT!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
PEP often goes ahead and says OUT LOUD what I have been thinking...
Mimi ... was this one of those times you were thinking what I said aloud?
PEP:
ABSOLUTELY! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Plus, I'm having a light bulb moment here, realizing that I am SCARED OF MY PERSONAL POWER!!!
I'm going to process this for awhile.....
WOW...
SS,
Nothing you said...not only did I threadjack - I OT threadjacked!!
t&l - notice that Pep changed the heading!!!
t&l - notice that Pep changed the heading!!!
That's because of YOU CSue <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
thanks for causing me to "think" of it!!!!!
OOOPS, BTW:
PEP also THINKS before she speaks OUT LOUD.......
It's the OUT LOUD part that I'm working on...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
CSue,
I thought about what I knew about T&L, and I figured (abet without asking) that she would not mind at all if other things were discussed.
So, I aided the thread jack, and I don't feel guilty.
I still would like to hear a report on how the camp goes. I hope you don't mind taking the time ,when you get back.
SS
It's the OUT LOUD part that I'm working on...
You and me both Mimi. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Ok SS,
That way you'll know we survived!!
BTW Susan, I only did it because you are such a good sport.
SS
I think it's time to peel back some of the protective shield of grotesque self-deprecating humor ... what is underneath?
Don't you think "grotesque" is just a tad, um,
overpowering? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> By the time I get to the end, or people start tuning me out--whichever comes first--it should be fairly obvious why I'd rather tell jokes than peel the layers of my onion. I'm a sucker for anybody who'll laugh at my jokes, and it seems that people generally find it more amusing if I'm making fun of me than if I'm making fun of them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Whatever. As long as they laugh. I even like to sit and watch Neak and Neaksis reading my stuff to themselves, just so I can hear them laugh and then find out what they thought was funny. When I make jokes, I'm not putting myself down in any sort of derogatory way. I know who I am, and what I can do. I'm proud of some things about me, and not so proud of others. You've surely heard the old saying, "If life hands you a lemon, make lemonade." Well, I can't blame life for handing me a lemon. I climbed up the tree and picked an overflowing basket of those suckers all by myself...but, by George, I've sure spent a lot of years since trying my best to learn how to make lemonade with what I had. And laughter, for me, is the sugar that makes my lemonade possible to drink. I guess it's OK with me if you still want to think it's grotesque. Surely all of you have a right to an opinion; but laughing at myself works for me and I think I'm going to keep on doing it anyway...as long as it keeps on working. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak, quite awhile ago on either this thread or hers, called me a FWW. I didn't exactly agree with that label then, and don't think I exactly still do now, but it IS part of my life and will come out as The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> unfolds. (Sorry about that, OriginalSusan. Hope nobody mistakes one of us for the other! I'd hate to ruin your cyber-reputation here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) I had a 50+ mile commute home today. On the way, I started thinking about my life over the last 40 years, and what I would be saying if we really tackled my "layers." I must've cried for at least 20 of the 50 miles I drove home. I'm not backing away from answering anybody's questions. There can be help for others, I think, in the story of my life...but if I'm going to tell my tale, I've got to be able to laugh about whoever or whatever I can make a joke about, whenever I find something that tickles my funnybone. It's my survival mechanism. Cherish it with me. It has served me well.
I think I'll start tomorrow. I've been up over 24 hrs. now, and am not feeling intelligent. If that's not a good enough excuse, HubbyPoo (HP) is due home very soon. Nuff said.
However, CSue, in honor of your fainting son, let me tell you an anecdote about Neak and her father. She was just a little girl, probably not more than 2 or so. She was trying to ride the Christmas tree stand like a pony and fell off of it, cutting her upper lip right through the vermillion border. We took her to the ER to get it stitched up so her lip line wouldn't be crooked. The MD on call that day was a female physician who was, with her husband, very close friends with HP and me. Their daughter is a day older than Neak, and their twins are just a few months younger than Neak's immediately-younger brother, so we had a lot of kids and a lot of interests in common. Anita had both HP and me come into the treatment room while she was stitching. We held Neak's hands and feet and talked to her while Anita reassembled her lip. I was absolutely fascinated by the whole thing, and leaned in so close to watch it's a wonder I didn't get my own nose stitched to Neak's face. After awhile I realized that HP was bent over and intently watching his military boot. I looked down carefully to see what he was looking at, couldn't see anything, and when he straightened back up, I resumed supervising the procedure. Just a little bit later, I noticed that he was back searching the floor at his feet again. I leaned over and whispered, "What on earth are you looking for?" He replied, "I'm trying not to faint." Please bear in mind that this was a Viet Nam vet/army medic who spent the better part of a year working intensive care in an evacuation hospital near Saigon. He had seen injuries so horrific I couldn't begin to imagine them, and had watched terribly-wounded men die ugly deaths. I would never, EVER in a million years have imagined that this man would be unable to watch his daughter get her lip stitched up...but he was. So even the tough ones can get squeamish in the right circumstances!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I've got a hot date with the Sandman. (It's over 100 degrees here and the A/C isn't quite keeping up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) Good night to all the kind people who have been generous enough to express an interest in me. I appreciate it...at least so far!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
BTW Susan, I only did it because you are such a good sport.
SS
Thank you for the compliment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l,
That's a very funny story...It's different when it's your own.
BTW, your humor reminds me of my very best friend who died a couple of years ago....it's very endearing and one reason I'm drawn to your thread; glad you're not going undercover with it!
Don't you think "grotesque" is just a tad, um, overpowering? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Yes, as a matter of fact I do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Grotesque in the sense that I was increasingly aware of my discomfort with how you describe yourself in such ( seems to me ) UNloving ways.
It's as if you [censored] yourself with a sharp humerous object, and wait for the rest of us to laugh.
It hurts to watch.
CSue,
I thought about what I knew about T&L, and I figured (abet without asking) that she would not mind at all if other things were discussed.
So, I aided the thread jack, and I don't feel guilty.
SS
GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> My thread. My thread. What has happened to my thread? I turn my back on it for only one day, SO I COULD WORK, and it just goes right on without me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And even without any of
my pearls of wisdom being included, it seems to have been having a pretty doggone good time of it, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Next thing I know, people on this thread won't be talking just about ME, but will start feeling perfectly free to bring up any old topic that crosses their minds. What is this world coming to anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Here I thought I was the center of everybody else's universe, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Can anybody say, "Reality check"?
Of course I don't care what people talk about around here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Is there a rule against threadjacking somewhere? As I said on Idiotville this morning, about my suggested sister city Pariahville, "Only anarchists need apply. It's the LAW." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> on rules. They're made to be broken. Hijack away. The burden of being entertaining should be shared by all...so make me laugh, too, between the serious parts. Trust me. I need it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's as if you [censored] yourself with a sharp humerous object, and wait for the rest of us to laugh.
It hurts to watch.
It doesn't hurt
ME! Sorry if it bothers anybody else. If I'm hurt, or disturbed, or troubled, or sad, or unhappy, or fill-in-the-blanks--you get the idea--I am very quiet, extremely proper, and generally invisible. I don't want to talk to anybody. I don't want to be around anybody. I just want people to leave me the heck alone. I have a very special shell kept availabe for just such circumstances, and to which I retreat at bad times. However, in ordinary social circumstances, I am actually capable of dignity and rational discourse. If it will help, I'll certainly try it here...but if I blow a gasket from the pressure of maintaining all that unnatural propriety, don't say I didn't warn you all.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I bid you a calm, reasoned adieu as I seek to rest from my labors.
T, and L
Pepperband--
I've missed hearing from you. Can tell from your dramatic photo that you look great. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> With all those birthday wishes, you I'll bet you feel great, too, especially right about now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Got any time for a bit of frivolous banter with a passing storm? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Best wishes,
t&l
no joke ... I just saw this for the first time a few minutes ago...
If I have offended you T&L, I ask for your forgiveness.
I could be wrong of course, but I sense a very layered hurt in your manner.
It is, of course, none of my business ... and only if you wish to share.
Quote: I could be wrong of course, but I sense a very layerd hurt in your manner.
I AM GOING TO BED. Really, I am. I just finished editing to the end of another chapter of Neak's book and decided to log on really quick to see what was happening. Found your post, which I can no more not answer now, than I could not scratch a mosquito bite if it itched!
Not hurt. Disconcerted, maybe? And I can tell you why. I had a very hard time in my childhood learning to "fit in" with the other kids, both the native and missionary varieties. Even back then, I was an assertive child, full of ideas which I naturally thought were better than the other kids', and not shy about saying so, either. No self-deprecating humor--just the painful truth--I was (very unintentionally, to be sure) a pesky little brat. To this day, I cringe whenever I meet somebody from Hawaii who says, "Susan, I remember you from when you were a little girl." Every time I heard it (when my kids were young), I'd be like, "Come on, children. We've got to go now." And they'd be snuggling up to the person with the unfortunate memories going, "No, tell us more." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I was very smart with books, but I just couldn't quite get the whole peer interaction thing to work well most of the time. When I got to college, I almost always got the top grades in nursing class, but I didn't want to be smart. I wanted to be popular, and that fact that I wasn't was a real burr under my saddle. Once I became an RN, I had to make a very difficult transition from book knowledge to actual nursing practice, and being a real part of a real team. My guess is that I was around 30 before everything really began to mesh for me on a regular basis, and it is one of the little secrets I cherish to my bosom (and now, to how many other bosoms in cyberspace) that I am privately proud of the fact that (at 57) I can go almost anywhere, get along with almost anyone, do a satisfactory job in a variety of places, and even get along with people at these jobs who don't get along with each other. In my mind, I had left childhood and high school far behind. Then came MB...
I almost didn't see your original invitation to "Come in here," and read past it several spaces in the index before I realized what it said. I thought to myself, "What is this?" and went back and read it. I asked Neak about it, and she said, "Wow, Mom--Pep is one of the MB gurus." And to my extreme amazement, I found myself inordinately flattered to be sought out by the middle-age equivalent of one of the popular girls at school. Especially by someone who thought I was funny. (I told you I'm a sucker for that.) It's a bit odd to have a flashback like that when you think you've outgrown your past youthful indiscretions, but it was fun to chat, and I didn't dwell on my strange reaction much...just gave it a thought in passing and went on.
I was in the middle of having a great time accomplishing absolutely nothing but being entertained, when you stopped posting, and quickly everybody else pretty much did too. It doesn't matter why, really. But it would be embarrassing to tell you how many times I went back and re-read that thread, trying to see what I'd said that drove everybody away. If I was surprised at myself to find out how flattered I was at the attention, I was really dismayed to find out how disturbed I was when everybody went away. Neither reaction fit in with my self-image of independent confidence, and I felt really weird to be having such high-school feelings all over again. I didn't even know I was capable of them any more, and didn't really like finding out that I was. Nobody enjoys having their self-illusions disturbed, after all!!
So it wasn't really anything that you did. It was all in my own head...just the uncomfortable epiphany I had when circumstances forced me to realize that I'm not necessarily as grown-up as I thought I was--that under this head of graying hair there still lurks a juvenile attitude or two. How embarrassing is that?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Most people who know me would say I don't have an uncertain bone in my body. I won't disillusion them if you won't!! My poor, poor facade. It fall down, go B-O-O-M! Oh, well.
Moving along now... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Lovely hearing from you. Drop by any time. I'll be out back trying to pick up and reassemble facade splinters! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Call Tina. I told her you had gone to bed, but clearly I was wrong.
I was in the middle of having a great time accomplishing absolutely nothing but being entertained, when you stopped posting, and quickly everybody else pretty much did too. It doesn't matter why, really. But it would be embarrassing to tell you how many times I went back and re-read that thread, trying to see what I'd said that drove everybody away. If I was surprised at myself to find out how flattered I was at the attention, I was really dismayed to find out how disturbed I was when everybody went away. Neither reaction fit in with my self-image of independent confidence, and I felt really weird to be having such high-school feelings all over again. I didn't even know I was capable of them any more, and didn't really like finding out that I was. Nobody enjoys having their self-illusions disturbed, after all!!
I can really relate to that. I used to be that way at work and avoided most social "groups" because I always felt on the fringe of things, there but not really included. I finally realized when I started spending more time on the internet to learn more about my DS' condition that I can interact if I take the face to face away. That led to more confidence in face to face situations and voila, I no longer hang on the fringes.
t&l,
Nice thing about the new MB Board is that you can see how many people lurk on your thread. This is one I always enjoy reading, however didn't feel socially adept enough to participate much.
Then yesterday I blurted out all the OT stuff, felt guilty; didn't want to KILL the thread - so came back and deleted!
But now that I'm invited to threadjack....well that's different.
Different posters have different rules about threadjacking - so I usually reserve my threadjacking for those whom I know don't mind!! Some people SCOLD for threadjacking!!
Have a good night's sleep!
was in the middle of having a great time accomplishing absolutely nothing but being entertained, when you stopped posting, and quickly everybody else pretty much did too. It doesn't matter why, really. But it would be embarrassing to tell you how many times I went back and re-read that thread, trying to see what I'd said that drove everybody away. If I was surprised at myself to find out how flattered I was at the attention, I was really dismayed to find out how disturbed I was when everybody went away. Neither reaction fit in with my self-image of independent confidence, and I felt really weird to be having such high-school feelings all over again. I didn't even know I was capable of them any more, and didn't really like finding out that I was. Nobody enjoys having their self-illusions disturbed, after all!!
So it wasn't really anything that you did. It was all in my own head...just the uncomfortable epiphany I had when circumstances forced me to realize that I'm not necessarily as grown-up as I thought I was-
I never had problems fitting in at school. I always had a gang of friends, probably some I should have eliminated at times, but never lacked for socialization. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Before Pep says a word, I just have to say here that upon first meeting her and posting and then emailing with her, I had similar feelings.
Part of it is meeting a new *peer* and not quite knowing what makes them tick along with our not knowing exactly what to expect. It can throw us a little off guard at times. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Not hurt. Disconcerted, maybe?
It can be exactly that!
Pep may not remember this, but once I emailed her and said "have I done or said something to upset you?" to which she responded "why would you think that?" and I felt sorta idiotic! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Now that I know and understand Pep a little better and even understand myself better (which Pep has helped with) those thoughts never enter my mind.
So don't be embarrassed. I had similar feelings under these gray hairs years ago. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I don't now.
She's a cool lady just as I know you are. It's really sorta fun to peel back our layers with her. And congratulations... Whether you know it or not, I think you just peeled back a very large one in talking about how this made you feel.
This thread has been interesting for me to follow and relate too as well. I hope you get to know each other better. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l,
Something I have found here regarding posters and people in general, is that what they post has less to do with the person they're responding too, and more to do with whatever their issues are that have been triggered unknowingly.
And maybe nothing has been triggered - (they're, we're, I'm) posting as a reflection of me, my history, my background, my knowledge and insight.
Those of us who have been through the kind of trauma like infidelity, find that we only have the power to peel our own onion, we can't peel someone else's; however we can invite other's to peel theirs as well!
Triggers come as a result of the surprising discovery that there's another layer to peel! The layer has to be defined/recognized before you know it's there to peel.
And as a side note - hearing your husband's background as a Viet Nam Vet - God Bless him...that war put many, many layers on those involved. I have enormous compassion for their issues.
What's OT? The only OT I know about is overtime, which I really like on payday, not so much on the actual day I earn it. Somehow I have the feeling MB OT is different...
I don't want to give the wrong idea about my childhood. I was not the village pariah, shunned by all, forced to wear a cloth over my face, and go around calling, "Unclean, unclean," like the lepers in the Bible. I had friends (they were usually the ones getting into trouble with me), and I had fun. And there's the possibility that a lot of it was in my head, too. I would never, EVER have thought that before, but just this last Feb. we went to SoCal for a big Hawaiian reunion. I used to shun these things but over the past 6-8 years or so, I'd taken my folks to several events both in Hawaii and CA, and had found that I had a blast myself. Two years ago, my dad and I went to HI for the 37-yr. reunion of my own class (Why 37 yrs? Good question.), and I spent a wonderful weekend with "kids" that hadn't necessarily been my best buddies in school. One "girl" had started out with me in 1st grade, and we'd known each other since we were 5 years old. In high school we competed over the same guy, who was also there that weekend. She and I had the best time, and spent hours talking to each other. And Mr. Wonderful? He was busy all weekend trying to spread his nectar equally over all the females there. Kinda like high school, now that I think about it.
At any rate, in Feb. I met someone who was a freshman when I was a senior. Do seniors nowadays know all the freshman? They didn't back then, but I at least knew who he was because his dad was also a missionary and I'd see him at workers' meetings, etc. He told me how much he'd admired me when we were in school, but I was "one of the beautiful, unattainable, popular girls." You could've picked my jaw up off the floor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> "Are you sure you're talking about me?" I asked in absolute disbelief. And he was. So maybe my perceptions of youthful outsiderhood were just that--perceptions. It doesn't really matter at this point, because back then, perception was reality, and if it was all imaginary I certainly made myself plenty unhappy over what I thought was going on.
I don't know which would be more depressing--to spend years being unhappy because people didn't like you, or to spend years being unhappy because you thought people didn't like you when they really did and it was all your imagination (and therefore totally unnecessary!).Weird, huh? I'm not sure I like all this self analysis. Anybody want to hear a joke? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> No? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Sigh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I slept in until almost 10AM, but now I've got to balance my checkbook,pay bills, wash clothes, clean the kitchen, and make a round-trip 50+ to the bank, so I think I'll delay wading into the Pool of Introspection till later. I'm a little ambivalent about displaying my Humpty Dumpty marriage to all the king's horses and all the king's men. It's an odd one, I'll admit. But HP often tries to do nice things for me (usually things I don't want, while ignoring what I do want, but he tries). He brought me some cantaloupe last night, and gave me a kiss and hug when he got home, then scolded me for not being in bed. Of course, if I HAD been in bed, he'd have wakened me up to say he was home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Neak asked me if MB people had any suggestions for me whether or not I'd even entertain them. I said, "Of COURSE I'll entertain them. I'll invite them in, feed them hot chocolate and cookies, have a nice chat,then wave good-bye to them as I usher them back out the door!" I'm not dogmatically unreceptive to suggestions. It's just that I'm SO not optimistic that anything can be changed here, and I would hate to change the dysfunction that works for a new, improved dysfunction that is well and truly broken. I asked Neak, "Don't you think that people who know your dad and me well cannot figure out why we're still together?" She said, "I can't figure out why you're both still alive!" Ha-ha to you, Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
But even if nothing is "fixed," there are still some valuable lessons in the life I have lived. Here a few: (1) You can survive, go on, and thrive even if you lose the one you love. (2) God is with you in your blackest darkness, whether you feel Him or not, even when you don't know (or can't believe) He's still there. (3) When you've screwed up everything (or somebody else has screwed it up for you), God still has a plan just for you. (4) There is joy in doing what is right, even if you don't feel like it. (5) No other human being can "make" you happy; conversely, no other human being can "take away" your happiness or "make" you miserable. How many years it took me to realize that my joy AND my sadness were in my own hands, and depended on my own choices, not on what other people were or weren't doing to me at the time. (I trust I need not say that this is my life's theory, and not something I successfully put into practice every moment of every day? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) (6) Happiness is a sissy emotion, a will-'o-the-wisp thing that floats around at the whim of external circumstances. Nobody's going to be "happy" all the time. Joy, on the other hand, is a gift of God. It is solid, substantial, reliable, and of divine origin. We are entitled to have joy, even when we're unhappy. (Another great theory, which I have been both successful and UNsuccessful at putting into practice...but when it works, it's extremely liberating, and the greatest thing in the world.)
So, enough already. I'm going to move the sprinklers and turn on the A/C before it gets any hotter. I would NEVER have made it as a CA pioneer woman...and with all the clothes those women had to wear, too. Sheesh!
t&l
hi
@ work
letting you know you are not being ignored ... back later
Off topic
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I don't know which would be more depressing--to spend years being unhappy because people didn't like you, or to spend years being unhappy because you thought people didn't like you when they really did and it was all your imagination (and therefore totally unnecessary!).Weird, huh?
Nope, not exactly weird. I think you hit the nail right on the head with "perceptions".
And that is what I was trying to say about Pep. It was my *perception of her* that may have caused me to feel disconcerted. (So it was really not about her but about me and in my head). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
My style, is to read and think a lot before posting. It may take me two or three days to respond, but not always.
Sometimes the things I think about make it out of my head, sometimes they don't.
You don't have to respond when questions are asked of you. Much of what we ask about are very personal things. Introspection can be painful, but it can also bring about helpful thoughts.......understanding thoughts.
I like your humor - please don't think we don't appricate your talents.
More on all that later, but thanks for sharing. It's the wonderful parts of you, the talents, and the sharp mind that brought me to post here. If we bring up things that worry us, it doesn't take away all the good we see.
SS
letting you know you are not being ignored ... back later
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I was afraid of this!!! Worried that if I explained what had been stirring in the recesses of my hyperactive imagination, people would think I was a delicate flower that had to be protected from stormy winds and too much sunlight. Let me say again, I am not a gardenia! (My petals don't bruise easily.) I am not a hibiscus. (I last longer than a single day.) I am not a rose. (They don't have enough thorns.) I am not a glad, daffodil, crocus, lilac, or iris. (I bloom more than once a year.) I am not a snapdragon. (I don't get leaf rot if too much water rains on my "parade.") I am a dandelion.(Even pesticides can't get rid of me.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> It's OK. I don't feel ignored. In fact, I'm going away now, too, since so far the only thing I've managed to do on my list for today is to move the sprinkler. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Maybe I should expand my list to include, "Spend as much time as you like on the computer." THEN I'd be accomplishing my goals, wouldn't I?
Can anybody help me? Do you have a copy of
Technology for Dummies? I'd like to be able to scan some pertinent pictures to include at times on this thread, and need to know how, if the pix were in my computer (either home page, or in one of those memory thingies) I could get them onto my thread. I know how to get them into my email, but that's it. I'd like to buy a clue. Thanks
t&l
Your are much more than a dandylion ... and your cover has been blown ... YOU are a delicate flower ~sometimes~
and so what?
aren't we all?
For a picture to be availible on a thread, you have to link to it somewhere on the web. That is, it has to be on a web server that can be accessed from anywhere once the link is known. Many people link from private servers (business, or friends that have space to loan) and some use public photo storage like this the MB photothread
Link to thread:
Mb Photo Thread Link directly to Yahoo photo site where it's stored:
Yahoo Site for MB photos Of course, you have to have a way to scan the photo's in to your home computer so that you can download them to one of the storage sites. See the top of the Yahoop page where it says "new users" on how to set up a private page if you desire.
If posts show concern about your feelings - it only means people care about you. The way it's shown may not always be perfect, but the underlying concern is real.
SS
Your are much more than a dandylion ... and your cover has been blown ... YOU are a delicate flower ~sometimes~
and so what?
aren't we all?
A Dandy Lion? Dandy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I've managed to keep secret for YEARS that my family "name" of Tough Broad is just another facade. If you guys keep blowing away my false fronts, pretty doggone soon I'm going to be standing out here in the sunlight, stark naked!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Even MY magic fingers aren't big enough, nor do they work fast enough, to cover that much exposure at once!
t&l
Use lots of sunscrean.
SS
If you guys keep blowing away my false fronts, pretty doggone soon I'm going to be standing out here in the sunlight, stark naked!
Well, please don't post it when you figure out that photo site! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Joy, on the other hand, is a gift of God. It is solid, substantial, reliable, and of divine origin. We are entitled to have joy, even when we're unhappy. (Another great theory, which I have been both successful and UNsuccessful at putting into practice...but when it works, it's extremely liberating, and the greatest thing in the world
t&l, you put into words my feelings about my LIFE! My DS is disabled if you didn't know, I have great loss, great sadness in my life BUT everyday I have joy. God is with me everywhere and I feel Him/see Him everywhere. My DS is my sadness, loss and ultimately JOY as well.
btw, SS and Susan you made me snort over the nekked stuff. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
If posts show concern about your feelings - it only means people care about you. The way it's shown may not always be perfect, but the underlying concern is real.
SS
SS ... you are so sweet to cover my [censored] for me this way <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
My overbearing and forceful way is NOT your fault ... mine alone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
>My overbearing and forceful way is NOT your fault ... mine alone!
yeah. But I dunno 'bout the others...I like your overbearingness...and your faults (not that you have many) are endearing.
I'm allowing myself 30 minutes exactly to write whatever I can in that length of time. After that, I'm turning into a pumpkin and going to the bank. So if it ends in an odd place, we're just going to have to live with it.
When I was 4, my parents moved to Hawaii and I grew up there. In a previous post, I told you a little about my life, or at least my perception of life as a young'n. Every 4-7 years, the missionaries were allowed paid furloughs home, and for us that involved returning to the mid-West. There everyone thought how exotic it was that I lived surrounded by water, in a tropical paradise. I thought how exotic they were living where there were so many cows, had falling leaves in the autumn, and snow in the winter. The summer I was 14, on another of those furloughs, I met a boy my age, and I fell in love as only a 14-yr. old can. After feeling so ignored by the local boys, I adored him for thinking I was special, and we hit it off very well. During high school, we corresponded quite a lot as friends, although I dated other guys and was even engaged briefly (to the spreader of nectar mentioned earlier) my freshman year in college. But through all of this, my admiration for my teenage crush survived intact, and even while I was engaged I never mentioned it to him, nor wanted him to find out.
When we were 20, I was in college and he was drafted, and his route of travel to Viet Nam took him from his home state through CA on his way to the war. He was able to get a weekend off on the way, and made arrangements to spend it at the college where I attended school. Have to admit I felt rather superior by then. I was a college woman. (OK, I realize NOW what a snot I was, but you're hearing about THEN... Did somebody think I called it the Sad Saga of Susan the Stupid because I was smart?!!!) He was a soldier from a little farming community in the boondocks. I figured I'd show him around the school, have some nice chats for old time's sake, and see him on his way.
Ah, the best laid plans of mice and men,,, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> When he (let's call him My Soldier) walked off that plane, I'm surprised that he didn't hear my heart as it leaped from my bosom and went plop at his feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> We had a wonderful weekend (and very chaste, too, let me tell you--this WAS a church school, after all, and for all that I lived in the 60s, I certainly never participated in its, um, opportunities) and when I took him Monday to catch the plane to meet up with his fellow soldiers in SF (that would be the geographical SF, NOT the MB SF!) I was as broken-hearted as any girl could be. We wrote faithfully through his tour as an unarmed combat medic, and towards the end, when he was eligible for some R&R in HI, we made arrangements to meet there. It was all going to be highly chaperoned by friends of my parents; and one of my nursing classmates who was engaged to his best friend was going along with me to meet the two of them there.
About 2 wks. before the trip, I got a call from his mother. It's my only experience with the psychiatric state (I forget the exact name) where you totally block from your mind something bad...but when she said to me, "Hello, Susan, I'm Mother **," I knew instinctively that it was bad news...and I couldn't remember who he was, who she was, nor why this stranger might be calling ME. It took me a minute or two to get to the place where I understood what she was saying or why I should care, but she told me that MS had been badly wounded multiple times in a battle with the Viet Cong, during which time he had refused repeatedly to be treated until he had taken care of all the other wounded. He actually got a medal for this, and I am proud of his bravery, but I would much rather have had him!
He was evacuated to the military hospital in Japan, and while he was there I got to talk to him by phone once for $50 worth of talk (at 60s prices, that was a LONG time!). But when he finally made it home, something had gone wrong between us and I couldn't initially figure out what it was. If you'll let me digress briefly, I'll tell you what I finally figured out was the problem, and which I had (at least 25+ years later) confirmed to me that this was indeed what was wrong. MS had a genuinely (not possibly exaggerated, like mine) bad childhood. There was physical, mental, and emotional abuse over the course of years, and when, at age 12, he was sent to boarding school, he bore a lot of inner scars from what had happened to him before. A couple of examples... At school, he would hoard food so he'd be sure not to be starved again. He was mocked by others for bedwetting. How hard is THAT for a pubescent boy, that everybody in the community is gossiping about your personal shame? (And how do you think I found out about it?) But around about 16 or 17, something interesting happened. His problems resolved, at least externally. He got tall, filled out, and became an extremely handsome young man...and instead of being mocked, he was noticed with admiration by the girls, and admired by the boys. So much of his self-esteem became tied up in his amazing good looks that when he was wounded, and this nifty physique of his became scarred, he was unable to accept what had happened to him. And because he couldn't accept it, he couldn't believe anybody else would accept it either. Now bear in mind that, once he had recovered, except for a small shrapnel scar on his lip there are no external signs of his trauma that can be seen. Unless, of course, you have a wife who will see you uncovered, and look at the scars you can conceal from everybody else. Although we were openly in love with each other, he (now back at a hospital near Chicago) began to withdraw communication with me without ever explaining why. When I graduated from nursing that summer, I went back to the Chicago area and got my first real nursing job while I waited to be the maid of honor in the wedding of the friends who DID get to go to R&R in HI, that MS and I missed because of his injuries. Such happy days. I'm so glad they're over!
By now he was well enough to be working at the military hospital while he finished his tour of duty, and one morning when I hadn't worked the night before, I got up very early and drove the 50+ miles to where he was so I could see him. He had no idea I wasn't still in CA. As bad as my memory is, and as hard as it is for me to recall a lot of things, I still remember the little black two-piece suit I wore that day, with the short skirt and the neat heels. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Talk about an ambush. When I got to the clinic, somebody woke him up and said he had a visitor and he walked out to find me there. A cherished memory, to be sure, and one of the few bright spots for that whole summer!
We went and sat in an office and talked for quite awhile. I don't remember anything that was said, really, (although he made it clear that "we" were over, without ever saying why) except for the very last thing..."I will love you the rest of my life. Now go away and leave me alone." And so I did. What else could I do? I saw him at the wedding and we spoke briefly, and saw him maybe 2 or 3 times at public events (through the protective barrier he had erected against me). Eventually, though, I gave up and returned to CA for good. BUT I NEVER BELIEVED HE REALLY MEANT IT. And for the next 2 years, I pounced on the phone whenever it rang. I lay in wait for the mailman every day. I watched for him, for his car, every place I went, every single time I left my house. I'm a doofus about car models, but let me tell you, I could pick out a Pontiac Bonneville by day or by night, by profile or by headlights, with the quickest glance. And I cried. My goodness, I cried. You'd have thought I was a garden hose for the amount that I cried. It would've been one thing to have had him find somebody else. That's unpleasant, but it happens. It was quite another to know that the person you loved so desperately, loved you back, and still didn't want to be with you...
I typed 15 minutes over schedule, and I've got to leave. Don't know when I'll be back. Obviously this is not something I'm going to be typing when HP is lurking over my shoulder, so if I can't escape his eagle eye for the whole weekend, it may be Sunday night before I have a chance to continue, and then only if it's quiet at work. We'll see. I still feel funny telling this to everybody, and worry about being boring or coming across as too self-important--to be chewing on old wounds this way,when there are so many people on this site with fresh ones, and more than that, fresh ones that can be healed. Why are we wasting time on me, and a past that can't be changed? I'm a worrier. Can anybody tell? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
If you guys keep blowing away my false fronts, pretty doggone soon I'm going to be standing out here in the sunlight, stark naked!
Well, please don't post it when you figure out that photo site! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I am a merciful and compassionate woman, and wouldn't think of doing that to you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> The other night at work, one of the nurses said something about strippers. I told her, "You and I could never make it as strippers. We'll have to be 'dressers' instead--you know, we take our all clothes off and people pay us money just to put them back on again!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Why are we wasting time on me, and a past that can't be changed?
t&l
This pisses me off ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I get to decide if you are wasting my time .... This "I'm not worth it" bulls**t???? knock it off!
[My DS is disabled if you didn't know, I have great loss, great sadness in my life BUT everyday I have joy. God is with me everywhere and I feel Him/see Him everywhere. My DS is my sadness, loss and ultimately JOY as well.
I did know, and looked up your poem on the net and read it. I'm not much on crying (it clogs up your nose and makes your head ache...and when you're all done you feel crappy and whatever was wrong before is still there for you to deal with! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />), but your poem brought tears to my eyes. I am glad to hear that, even in this, you still have joy.
t&l
Why are we wasting time on me, and a past that can't be changed?
t&l
This pisses me off ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I get to decide if you are wasting my time .... This "I'm not worth it" bulls**t???? knock it off!
Did I say I'm not worth it? Or could you possibly be extrapolating here? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Let me attempt a re-phrase, since my communication skills have apparently abandoned me. We shall hope the abandonment is temporary. This has nothing to do with intrinsic worth. I have sufficient worth, thank you. Anybody who wants to read is welcome. But there are certainly many threads I have seen on this site by people whose problems seem much more possible to solve than mine seem to me. Besides, they all WANT their problems to change. I'm not sure I do for me. Old and dull works for me better than new and strange, and after decades of having my shins barked, my knuckles scraped, myhead bumped, my nose pinched, and my knees knocked by HP's door slamming to the entrance of his inner sanctum, I'm not sure there are any body parts left for me to spare, or to risk.
t&l
P.S. If you're having trouble with urination, may I suggest Pyridium? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, you are a talented story teller.
Why are we wasting time on me, and a past that can't be changed? I'm a worrier. Can anybody tell?
It's the future.......spread out before us. The empty tapstry, waiting for the artist.
If you are not an artist, I've never seen one.
You are important enough. It's nothing to do with us, you'd be important anyway. Now you have some new friends, that know it and want to listen. Worry, but don't let it stop you.
Most of us are in and out a lot. Pauses mean we are out, not that we don't care.
SS
PS Pep, I was covering my butt too.
I'm on pins and needles here, T&L...I'd better not have to wait till Sunday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would be willing to bet that most of you type with more than one finger.
Sheesh.
SS
I'll have you know I am a fast, talented typist that is extremely lazy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I do not post much, but I lurk every day at work. I too am awaiting the rest of your story. I love a good, compelling book, and this is much better because it is REAL. There is nothing like a great story being told by a great story-teller. Thank you so much for sharing pieces of yourself with us. We can all grow through your words.
Shelly
If you are lazy, then............
No, I won't go there.
This may be a DJ, and sure, you may take a rest now and again, but you are NOT lazy.
I've heard everyting now.
SS
I would be willing to bet that most of you type with more than one finger.
Sheesh.
SS
You can jolly well bet that if I typed with one finger you'd get, at the VERY least, a lot fewer adjectives and adverbs in this story, and probably a decrease in nouns and verbs, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Neak is giving a musical vespers program tomorrow tonight at the church, and trying to sell some of her books afterwards. I'm going over to practice with her later, and if I can I'll use her computer to take a few paragraph-steps farther. No supervision, and DSL besides! Whee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HP has very kindly agreed to pick up something Neaksis wanted that he can get on the way home, but which is out of the way for me to get for her. He's not a bad person. Just emotionally walled-off. Bricked up. Concertina wire on the top of his fence. Guard towers with rifled watchmen. Dogs patrolling the perimeter. You get the idea. I just want to make it clear, as I tell my taleofwoe, that I'm not HP-bashing because I think he's a jerk. Annoying, yes. Inaccessible? Absolutely. But not a jerk.
t&l
I've heard everyting now.
Just teasing you, SS. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I am lazy now and again, especially when posting here.
I invited the Idiots to my program, but would any of you like to come, too? If you live close enough to Lodi, CA you are welcome, and would get to find out that T&L has a very nice voice, and that she is shorter than both of her daughters! I will post more info if anyone is interested.
I vote T&L Storyteller Extraordinaire, as well. But don't worry, even if I figure out the photo thing myself, I will post no nekked pictures. She is much too white!
(On the topic of whiteness, she used to sunbathe nude, maybe still does on occasion. Many years ago, while she bathed in all her glory atop our corrugated metal back porch roof, my younger brother answered the phone. "No, I'm sorry, she can't come to the phone right now. She's lying naked on the roof." Mom never did find out who was trying to reach her...)
>Mom never did find out who was trying to reach her...)
Yeah. But helicopters everywhere started including your airspace on their flight plans.
(On the topic of whiteness, she used to sunbathe nude, maybe still does on occasion. Many years ago, while she bathed in all her glory atop our corrugated metal back porch roof, my younger brother answered the phone. "No, I'm sorry, she can't come to the phone right now. She's lying naked on the roof." Mom never did find out who was trying to reach her...)
Neak, did anybody ever tell you that you have a BIG MOUTH?!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> When she was little we called her Diarrhea Elizablatt because she talked so much. How things have changed, haven't they?
t&l
P.S The above caller was a MAN. And my husband was a teacher at the local church school. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I spent the rest of the summer beet red all on my own, without the necessity of further solar exposure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
ROTFLMAO!
I cannot imagine how HOT a tin roof would be...specially nekkid.
ROTFLMAO!
I cannot imagine how HOT a tin roof would be...specially nekkid.
Actually, I had a sheet of plywood on top the tin, a beach towel, a big fan...and a really long extension cord! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Why, you ask? Can you imagine how HOT it is nekkid on a tin roof?
t&l
No. I know the asphalt here is hotter than the sauna in hades, tho.
I think I must've had a lot of rejection issues back when I was younger. The aforementioned serial nectar spreader, within a short time of our becoming engaged, and very soon after he told me the only way I could ever harm him was if I decided I didn't want to follow God because he wouldn't know who he wanted to be with--God or me, told me he had fallen for somebody else and didn't want me anymore. He sort of strung us both along for several more months until I finally grew a spine and said, "Enough. Choose." He chose me, at which point I mentally went, " <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />! How dare you treat me this way?" and decided I didn't want him. I was a very lonely only child, where the other kids all had siblings to play with. Growing up, I felt like I was always on the outside looking in, and after being dumped by my fiance, and then sent away by MS, I was as thirsty for attention and affirmation as the Sahara desert is for water.
After a couple of years of working (and watching for Bonnevilles), I got a chance to go to WA state under a government program that paid for RNs to get their B.S. in nursing. I'd make a joke about not really needing any additional BS, having plenty of my own, but I don't want to get my checkin' fingers snipped. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> The day I got there, I started checking out guys in the school funny book, and found a man with the same very odd name of one of my cousins. Figuring it was impossible that in this wide world there were TWO sets of parents who would've imposed this name on their baby, I walked over to the married students' housing and found out that it was, indeed, my relative living there with his family. We visited for awhile, then agreed that on Saturday night I would come to my his sister-in-law's house and watch a movie with them. I didn't know that HP lived in the basement apartment, or that they had a habit of bringing girls around for him to meet.
He was not entranced to find that they'd snared another one for him to check out, and when it was time for the movie, he went riding in his car instead. However, after showing that brief flair of rebellious independence he returned home,
came back upstairs, and sat down behind me. All the children were ecstatic at his arrival, and before I ever saw him, I was charmed by the sound of his laugh, and by how the little ones loved him. (How ironic, since now he laughs only occasionally, and noisy small children make him cranky.) He decided that night that he didn't like me. Two nights later, however, he came to my house to confirm his original assessment. The rest, as they say, is history.
He began to pursue me diligently. I was ripe for some attention, and after everything that had gone before it was flattering to be sought out so persistently. I don't know how long it was before he proposed, but it couldn't have been long, since we were married 3 months to the day after we met, and I spent at least a month back in CA "getting ready." I should've been warned when my collie, who, up to the day we were engaged was always taken on our outdoor trips, immediately had too much hair and shed too much to go in the car any longer, but I wasn't too good at reading "sign" back then. Besides, I had allowed him to pressure me into premarital sexual activity, and even if I felt worried, it was overridden by my need to make an "honest" woman of myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So my ambivalence was overcome by guilt, loneliness, and an insane desire to have children of my own. My parents were married 10 yrs. before I was born. When I was still small, my mother had a hysterectomy. From the time I was just a little girl, I knew that the only babies I would ever get to be around were the ones I would have myself, and my longing for one had been intense for years. He wanted me. I wanted children. A perfect match, don't you think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
My parents were quite naturally alarmed that I was coming home to be married to a stranger such a short time after I left to go to school, but we nevertheless proceeded steadily towards a wedding. If I can figure how to post pictures, one of the ones I want to show you is a picture of my dad and me not too long before the wedding started. It's a nice, sweet daddy/daughter photo as we engage in deep conversation. Actually, what he was saying at that moment was, "Susan, your mother and I think you are making a big mistake here, but we want you to know that if you go through with this, we will do everything we possibly can to help you make your marriage a success." And to their eternal credit, they did just that. In fact, they tried so hard to help, bending over backwards to be fair to him, that I often groused that it was like I had 2 mothers-in-law, and no mother! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> My mom always laughed. But I wasn't kidding!
The wedding had already started before my insanity (marrying one man while I was in love with another) finally hit home to me. The bridesmaids were starting down the aisle of the sanctuary. The groomsmen were walking out on the platform, behind my uncle who was to perform the ceremony. Music was playing. All the guests were there. My dad was waiting for me in the foyer, while I huddled behind the closed door of the mothers' room, watching the proceedings through the big glass window, and crying my fool head off--because I DIDN'T WANT TO DO THIS!! If MS had showed up at that moment and asked me to come with him, I would've walked right out the door without hesitating, and left my folks to deal with the radioactive fallout. But he didn't. Do you know how brave you have to be at 23 to stop your wedding once it has reached that point? Whatever I may be at 57, I certainly wasn't THAT brave at 23, and so when the time came I dried my eyes, left the room and marched down the aisle on my father's arm towards my doom, uh, DESTINY.
t&l
P.S Neaksis just read this before it was posted, and said, "You were charmed by something about Daddy?" Not that she was surprised that he had charm, just surprised that I thought so. She was also a little skeptical about the "infectious laugh." Apparently she hasn't heard it enough to remember. Guess he got that ground out of him pretty quickly!
I've been out mowing the lawn, and coulda sworn it was at least 110 and hot enough to broil a beet, if my face was any indication. But HP says it's "only" 99.7, so now that I've had a break in front of the fan, ingested a cold caffeinated substance, and relaxed with MB for a few minutes, I guess I'll go back out and stand in the sprinkler long enough to get wet before I start on the side and the back. I heard goats are good at keeping the grass under control. Anybody got some hungry ones for sale? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I heard goats are good at keeping the grass under control. Anybody got some hungry ones for sale? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OK, no goats. How disappointing. Had to give up on lawn mowing and delegate the last little bit to a male type. NOT HP. HP doesn't DO lawns, although sometimes he'll cook lunch while I'm out there mowing. When I came upstairs to lie down in front of the fan it looked to me like the room was full of fog, or else like I was viewing everything through a thin white curtain. Very odd. So when HP came back from the store, he came upstairs with an ice-cold drink for me, which I ingested in front of the fan and now things don't look hazy anymore. Guess next time I'll mow in the morning! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Maybe I can get a breakfast out of it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to have to start getting ready for work soon, which involves cutting my hair, taking a shower, blah, blah, blah. So there's nothing much I can really get into except this seemingly-extraneous detail, which will bear weight later on.
My parents were true believers, who lived out in their lives what they professed with their lips. My mother was the head of the English department for foreign students, and since it was a Christian school, Bible was a part of the curriculum, just as a matter of course. Her students were primarily from the Orient. Most were Buddhists. They didn't have to pass a test of faith. They just had to take the class. And for most of them, passing the class was all there was to it. However, every now and again, the story of Jesus and redemption would catch hold in somebody's heart, and they would decide they wanted to become a Christian. Without exception, when this happened, their American sponsors would threaten to withdraw their sponsorship the day they were baptized, and disgraced their families by doing this horrible thing. Without their sponsors they could not stay in the US, and whenever this happened my parents went to Imigration Services and agreed to become their legal sponsors so that they could stay here and have a chance to practice what they had come to believe.
I have a number of Japanese sisters, 2 Japanese brothers, and one Chinese sister. In fact, I'm the only white kid in my large family! My parents never legally adopted any of them, since after the age of 14, adoption wouldn't have changed their legal status. Since their families were already angry enough about the religion change, it seemed that a legal change like adoption would've only added fuel to the fire, without helping them immigration-wise. But they became true members of our family, nevertheless, and Aunties and Uncles to my kids as they came along. One sister has been with us 45 years. I know that because for some reason I remember that I was 12 when she arrived. Others have been part of the family for longer than that, but I was a little kid and didn't pay much attention to timing and sequences back then.
My folks sent us all to church college on their teachers' salaries, and in this group today we've got two nurses, a physical therapist, an occupational therapist, an accountant, a business executive, and a research physicist at a large university. There are others, but those are the ones that rise to my mind right now. We are closer now than when I was little, since back then I was just a kid and they were all in their teens and twenties, but at my mother's funeral those of us who could come had a wonderful, warm, bonding time together, and it was obvious that the ties were still there, and had not been broken.
So I grew up able to observe daily, practical Christianity in action. As a kid, the only downside I had with this was that they were all too big to play with for somebody who really want ed a BABY sibling. (Not that they weren't any fun at all.The Okinawan sister used to tell me Okinawan ghost stories that certainly livened up my attempts to go to sleep at night!!) As an adult, I see the downside to have been the fact that with so many young adult Japanese girls in the house, I was allowed to be much lazier than I ever should've gotten away with. I read books. They cooked. My food appeared at my place at the table. I read while I ate what they had fixed. When I was done, my plate disappeared to be washed and put away while I read some more. The mission worked my parents heavily, and it was just easier for my mother to let the grateful Oriental girls help her out with housework, than it was to spend precious and minimal time at home arguing with me about what I needed to do but didn't want to, because, BY GEORGE, I had a book!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Need I say this was a poor preparation for adulthood, employment, or marriage? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Didn't think so.
Aloha oe for now.
t&l
Need I say this was a poor preparation for adulthood, employment, or marriage?
I donno ... seems rather lovely to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Need I say this was a poor preparation for adulthood, employment, or marriage?
I donno ... seems rather lovely to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
It seemed that way to me, too, all the while I was growing up. All that lovely Oriental food laid out before my admiring eyes... It was only afterwards, when I made the transition from pampered girlhood to allegedly-responsible adult, that I began to contemplate its drawbacks. And it was very abrupt, too. One day I was everybody's favorite baby pet, and the next day I, um, WASN'T. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I married a man who was the only guy I'd ever met, who, when he wanted a meal, made himself an entree, a vegetable, a baked potato, and a salad. Trouble was, as soon as we got married, he abdicated the chef's throne and expected ME to carry on for him, in the manner to which he was accustomed. Who, me? I thought food appeared magically on the table at dinnertime
all by itself. They say transition is the hardest part of labor. Well, in MY opinion, transition in other parts of life ain't all fun and games either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
It shouldn't be necessary to say, although I'm going to say it anyway, that MY children were not catered to in that fashion when THEY were growing up. Even if I'd wanted to, there were too many of them, and only one of me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> And as soon as Neak and Neaksis were old enough to cook, I abdicated the cook's throne myself posthaste, almost as fast as their dad had abandoned it to me in the beginning. They are all, boys and girls alike, able to cook and take care of themselves just fine, although they'd probably rather have lived my childhood than their own, when you come right down to it. Oh, well... Some of us are just lucky, kids, and guess what? This time around it wasn't you!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'd pretend to be sorry but you wouldn't believe me anyway, so why even try?
t&l
We are partway to solving the (fully-clothed, fear not) picture problem. We might have been able to get it done yesterday but Neak and FWH took DS8 away to summer camp and were gone all day. In "honor" of his trip to Indian camp, as well as his own personal Native American heritage, his daddy dubbed him with an anticipatory Indian name yesterday and all day long, called him "Running Lips." Did I mention that this kid talks a lot? Hard to imagine, isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Little brother tried to call him "Running Lips," too, but when DS4 said it, it came out as "Wunning Wipth." We start the deprecating humor early around this family! But I digress. I wish I could put up some pictures of MS, but it doesn't seem fair to do that without permission, and it's not like I can ask for it! Still, having said how good looking he was, it would have been nice to be able to provide some documentation. We certainly didn't use that terminology back in those faraway days, but in today's parlance he would be called "hot." How hot, you ask? Let me think. Hmm-m-m-m-m-m. I know. He could've stood at the North Pole in the dead of winter, dressed in nothing but his skivvies, and he still would've been hot.
And shriveled. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
At any rate, let us proceed down the aisle and complete the marriage of two of the most incompatible people to ever appear before a preacher for matrimony. Obviously I started out the marriage with a giant secret, didn't I? Unbeknownst to me, HP had his own secrets, though, different from mine but every bit as deadly to the success of a marriage. In my defense, having once taken the plunge, I really meant to make it work, but it didn't take HP long to become disillusioned with the idea that I was going to be a solution for him...and in his resentment towards me for not doing what I had no idea I was supposed to do, he began to do mean, hostile things to me. I don't remember exactly what they were now. (That's the advantage of a bad memory. I truly have forgotten a lot of stuff that happened in the past. He's like an elephant, and remembers it all, but I can't see it's made him any happier to remember than it's made me to forget!) By the time we'd been married 4 months, I was pregnant with Neak, sick and tired of being a wife, ready to quit this whole stupid marriage idea and go home again. In fact, if we could ever have simultaneously agreed on a divorce in the last 3+ decades, I probably would've left. But because his possessive mindset hates to ANYTHING away (part pack rat), I could never get him to agree to a divorce at a time I was also ready to pack it in, so we kept limping along through the years. He eventually decided to see if he could drive me insane (literally). I didn't know this until he told me about it maybe 10 yrs. ago or so, although it did explain a lot in retrospect. However, he underestimated the strength of my flower, I guess, because not only did I refuse to go crazy for him (quit snorting, girls, it's not polite to laugh at your mother that way), but I got really, REALLY pissed off. I am not trying to excuse any of the things that I did in my anger, bitterness, and rage. I will only say, in what defense I can muster, that these acts started out as retaliation for what was being done to me. I'm not the one who initiated the war, although I certainly did my part in escalating it as time went by.
When we went on our honeymoon (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />) he decided we should go camping. Bad idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Really, REALLY bad idea. He loves to camp. My idea of roughing it is having to climb to the second floor of the motel, dragging my own bag. He became angry when I didn't help him put up the tent and cook over the camp stove. Flash back to my teen years, please. Cook? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure there's a book around here somewhere. Put up a tent? That's what fathers were for, on the very few occasions I'd gone somewhere where a tent was involved. Or some other strapping testicular being. Very early on, I was weighed in the balances and found wanting. Except the fertility department. Holy cow. I certainly atoned for my parents difficulty in having children. Turns out I could get pregnant if a 2nd grade class studying science in a neighboring county discussed cetaceans and mentioned sperm whales. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
When Neak was born we both loved her dearly, but having a baby together didn't actually make us get along any better. We tried marriage counseling with a very nice man whom we used to make laugh (during our sessions) till he cried. A stand-up comedy team, we were. He told us he felt so guilty for laughing at our problems when he couldn't help us, but he laughed anyway. And then we'd go home and turn into the gingham dog and the calico cat. (You can google that poem, if you've never heard of it before.) There was plenty of misery to go around, and if I thought I was getting married to get attention, I was certainly disabused of THAT notion by then.
I lost a lot of weight after Neak, and by the time I got down to 111# I was starting to feel pretty good about the way I looked. I got a job as a nurse in the state penitentiary, working in the prison hospital, and there I found attention by the buckets, both from guards and inmates. I didn't have to wear a regular white uniform. Instead I had a little purple dress that came halfway between my knees and my thighs, and the only sexy nursing shoes I've ever seen, before or since. It was SO gratifying to me, given my life to that point, to have hundreds of men stop what they were doing and watch me walk into the prison en route to the hospital. NO BEATING UP ON THE DOOFUS!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know that was stupid, but I was 26, for Pete's sake. It's not like I was born 57, you know! Do I have to paint the whole picture from here on out? Extrapolation, anyone? Sigh.
All righty, then. I was very popular with the inmates, and to a certain extent, with the guards. I was NOT popular with the other nurses, most of whom were at least 20 years older and 100# heavier than I was. There were 2 inmates who especially singled me out for attention, and when I succumbed to the lures of one of them, the other one went to the authorities and reported the budding "romance" that was going on under the guards' noses. Can't remember how long this all took, but I eventually lost my job due to the exposure. HP, taking a page from the MB book that hadn't even been written yet, exposed me to my parents. Boy, was I mad about that! But my parents told him, "Don't worry about Susan. She'll do the right thing. She's not going anywhere."
By the time I decided to stay in my marriage, I was left with a life-long, very deeply-ingrained dislike of men who hit on married women. I say this not to excuse myself, but there was even less excuse for him. He knew I was married when he started his pursuit and his attentions. Of course he could be attentive. What else did he have to do but think up ways to stroke my ego and feed my needs?
The jealous inmate who turned us in had earlier offered to "get rid" of HP in exchange for part of his life insurance money. I turned him down, but only after due consideration of the offer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And I didn't turn him down because I was the offspring of Christian missionary parents, and would never consider having such an evil thing committed on my behalf. Nope. I turned him down because all my life I'd kept getting caught whenever I did something naughty, and I just knew if I did this I'd get busted one way or another, I simply didn't want to get caught, and punished.
But when HP would leave to run errands, I would often sit on the living room couch holding Baby Neakie in my arms, and watch him drive away while I repeated this mantra over and over until he returned home, "I hate you and I hope you never come back." When she was about 18 months old or so, HP's brother and his wife decided to go back to the midWest to visit HP's grandparents, and asked HP to go along with them. HP's brother flew small planes and it was decided that HP would go with them and take Neak along to see her great-grandparents. HP and Neak went from WA state down to southern California and from there the group set out by private plane for their visit. I stayed behind in WA to work, and while they were gone, I succumbed so completely to my anger against my husband that I decided that I would offer to sell my soul to the devil if he would "fix" things so HP didn't come back from this trip. Please bear in mind that I knew that if he died in a plane crash, his brother and sister-in-law would also likely be killed. Add to this the fact that Neak, my own beautiful baby, who would also die, was the wonderful fulfillment of my life-long dream for a child of my own. None of that mattered to me. I wanted him gone, no matter what happened to anybody else. After all, I could always have another child when this was over. You want FOG? There you have it. That's fog. So I had a conversation with the devil, during which I offered him my soul, in exchange for the death of my husband, and had settled down to wait for my freedom to materialize, when the phone rang...
To Be Continued:
t&l
Oh fine... leave us just when my heart is racing! humph..
I see where Neak got her story telling skills from.
Ok, everyone, just a little reminder - I'M STILL HERE!
Ok, everyone, just a little reminder - I'M STILL HERE!
You! N-E-A-K! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> You quit giving away the ending! How do expect me to ever maintain any suspense if you're going to go blabbing how it turns out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Oh, by the way, did I ever mention that she is Neak the Second? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis says I have to say I was just kidding. OK, I'm just kidding...says Neaksis. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, THAT was fun.
Good night all,
t&l
I suppose I deserve that after some of the mean stunts I played on my younger siblings, one eerily similar to that. I forget the details now, though I'm sure Neaksis will be on later to set me straight, but my brothers and I told her she was the replacement child for her older brother that had been eaten by the Dumpster Monster at my dad's shop. She still remembers the poor kid's name...
My second-youngest brother helped her with her homework, and she was nearly grown before she found out that the brown spots on bananas were not caused by tarantula bites, and that Maine was not the largest state in the Union.
I can't criticize him too harshly, since I convinced my next-youngest brother that I could fly. (I could climb trees really fast. "Ok, just close your eyes. If you peek while I'm flying, I won't be able to fly any more and I will fall to the ground and get hurt and it will be all your fault. You don't want that, do you?") Then I couldn't unconvince him when I tired of the joke. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So really, it's only fair that I at last discover the truth about Neak the First...
Tommy. His name was Tommy.
I am wondering how it is for Neak, and Neaksis to read this. Perhaps you already knew the whole story?
T&L,
You are quite a person. I have lots of questions, but you will surely answer many of them as you contnue, so I'll hold them. I still have one - do you, or your H have any hobbies? Not once a year stuff, but things you do regularly?
SS
It was pretty shocking the first time I heard it, but I've had oh, must be around 15 years by now to get used to it.
Hobbies? What fun to comment while she's still asleep... She is an awesome, professional-level seamstress. She makes beautiful Hawaiian clothes for us, and hot little dresses. (One combo, a hot little Hawaiian dress, which I wore the other day while in St. Louis, garnered quite a bit of disgruntlement from AJ after the rep for Castle Medical Center in SoCA spent his time with us trying to look down the front of said garment. It was the purple dress with the white jacket, Mom; didn't remember to tell you till now.)
And puzzles! T&L is a master puzzler. A puzzle isn't suitable hard unless it has at least 5,000 pieces and lots of snow. (Though she might settle for a leopard print motif if that's all there were.)
Dad likes camping, photography, guns, computers, and TV. Very little middle ground exists between Mom and Dad in their hobbies. Any middle ground would have to be created, not just discovered.
Oh, wait! I just thought of something! THEY BOTH LIKE TO EAT CASHEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am wondering how it is for Neak, and Neaksis to read this.
You and me both! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I am reminded of a Dr. Laura show I heard a long time ago. The mother called in. The daughter was an adult. There were a few minor problems in the relationship, but the mother said the daughter was her best friend.
Dr. Laura immediately said that she was and would always be her
MOTHER! She could NOT be her best friend. That as a mother, there are just somethings that you don't share with your daughter.
So, yes I was curious about how the kids might feel reading all of this. Personally, I'd need more counseling. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis, does Tommy still torment you, are are you to old for that now?
Neak,
I see more than one in the family has the humor gene.
As for hobbies - how many total kids are there in the family? I was just thinking..............
BTW, I am gathering information - sometimes my mind can actually put it together and come up with something useful.
Susan,
I was going to say someting about you needing more counseling, but perhaps I should just say "HI" and leave. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Hi -
SS
Susan - if this story had another ending besides the one it did, I would probably still be in counseling for it. Instead, I am left feeling so blessed and special, that God had a plan for me even when I was very small, and placed His hand over me to protect me in a very marked way. But I'd better stop there or I'll give away the ending even more than I already did just by being alive.
SS - T&L & Dad are the parents of 4 wacky children. I mean that in a good way. There is me, 33 y/o, married, 3 children, then Neakbro #1, 30, cohabitating, only cats, no kids, Neakbro #2, 28, divorcing, no kids, and Neaksis, 26, never married but very cute, 3 adopted children. Our main interests are as follows:
Neak - Writing, of course, music, photography, baking
Neakbro #1 - Computers, physics, and geology
Neakbro #2 - Biology, especially bugs, photography, and music
Neaksis - Gardening, interior decorating, music, crafts, gourmet edible plant recipe experimentation
As I was typing this out, it occurred to me that both parents enjoy music. Occasionally Dad has consented to help out in a program, and we have made byooteefull music together. So if only they could eat cashews while they sing together...
BTW, I am gathering information - sometimes my mind can actually put it together and come up with something useful.
I'm glad you are SS ... because so far, this story is leaving a very bad taste in my mouth .... being completely honest here.
I am withholding anything but that remark for now.
I want to be completely honest, too, without starting an avalanche. This is the story that was asked for. This is the story of T&L. I don't think it's possible to appreciate the person she has become without looking at the person she once was. Though not perfect even yet, she has changed almost beyond recognition from the person who did these wicked things. But there I go giving away the end again.
Dealan-de, Neak. We are all in the chrysalis stage. Someday we will become dealan-de.
Some of us use it in righteousness, too.
Understood Pep.
Neak,
I was meaning (blush) there are four of you, maybe they do have something else in common.
SS
I want to be completely honest, too, without starting an avalanche. This is the story that was asked for. This is the story of T&L. I don't think it's possible to appreciate the person she has become without looking at the person she once was. Though not perfect even yet, she has changed almost beyond recognition from the person who did these wicked things. But there I go giving away the end again.
I am not seeing wickedness. Something else entirely. Try not to come to your mother's defense because it might interfere with anything real she and I might be able to build ourselves. OK?
I am wondering how it is for Neak, and Neaksis to read this. Perhaps you already knew the whole story?
It's very hard to hide from children the fact that they live in a hostile, angry, bitter, environment, with two parents who spend most of their time at each others' throats. However excellent our facade was in public (and it was excellent!), it was certainly "let down" at home! I think Neak has known at least parts of "The Rest of the Story" for longer than 15 years, since that would have made her 18 at the time she first found out anything at all and I don't think that was the case. Certainly when they were little, all the why's and wherefore's weren't trotted out for their inspection, but as they grew older they began to understand more about the reason things were the way they were. I don't usually tell anybody much when I'm struggling with a problem, but once I think I've got it figured out I'm generally willing to share it if I think knowing about my mistakes might help somebody else to avoid making the same ones. And who would be more deserving of that kind of help than the people for whose very existence on this planet, I am a responsible party? If they knew nothing of this story, I do think this forum would be perhaps a bit of a
public place to hear it for the first time, but it's really not news to them and as Neak said, how it ends is really more important than how it got there...or something like that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Before I take a few minutes to finish the previous episode, I will answer your question about work and hobbies. I work 72 hrs/wk. almost every wk. One is a regular full-time job with benefits; the other is per diem, so I can work 3 days a wk. if I want, but if there's something else I really need to do (like Neaksis' birthday in September) I just schedule me an extra day off. We do 12-hr. shifts and I do 3 each at the 2 different hospitals, one 30 miles away from my home and the other 51.5 miles away. During those 2 commutes of either 60 or 100 miles/day I have the only real private time of my life, especially if I leave my cell phone off. I was truly touched when, before my mother died, she expressed concern that I was going to work myself to death. That Susan, Queen of the Lazies, should ever be thought to be in danger of death by employment was really very flattering to me. Certainly I never heard any such worries expressed during the days of my misspent youth, and quite frankly, I was quite moved. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll tell you a little more about why I work so much later; it's enough for now to say that I'm hyperemployed, and so really, any hobbies are mostly theoretical at this point, since I don't have time to do them. I have several Hawaiian outfits cut out; this is the 2nd summer they've been waiting to be sewed and I've got to get them done or the kids will have outgrown them by next summer. Let that give you an idea of how much too big they were when I started! When Grandma makes you something, you're going to get your money's worth out of wearing it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I pretty much limit myself to 1000 piece puzzles, no matter what Neak says. I've got 5 or 6 that I've never done and just don't have time to do...but the 3,000 piece picture of a mountain and the sky reflected back in the surface of a lake pretty much cured me of anything over 1500 maximum. And no more lake reflections, either, thank you very much. I like to grow flowers, but only my rose bushes have survived my neglect through the years. I play the piano and the organ, and when Neak was at home we did lots of piano/organ duets for programs. All the kids play instruments and I miss the days when we'd all go together to do church programs. (This was while HP and I were squabbling at home. Think about THAT the next time your church has guests for a special program!!) I like to read. I believe that already came up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Right now I'm trying to edit Neak's 2nd book so it can be published, but it's an incremental process that can only be done a little every day. Neak and Neaksis are SUPPOSED TO BE WORKING ON THE COVER ART. How's it going today, girls? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />I would love to travel--going back and forth to work, even though the miles add up quickly, doesn't count!) I would like to go white water rafting, hot air ballooning, and bungee jump at least once. But it's hard to fit that into my schedule, for some reason. So basically this is my life: I work all week. Friday I pay bills and mow the lawn and have Friday night off. Saturday night it starts over again. Hobbies? Sleep, maybe? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, I was going to see if I could post a photo, but I see that Neak has only gotten so far as to make an album named "thndrnltng" which has no pictures. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> So I guess the big adventure will have to wait a bit longer. Certainly this is not something I'm going to be doing on my own. Technology is neither my hobby nor my skill!
I'm going to take a quick break and go have some breakfast and get dressed. I'll be back in a few minutes, finish up the story that I left hanging, and then put on my editor's cap for the remaining half hr. I'll have before I leave for another busy day at the orifice.
t&l
One combo, a hot little Hawaiian dress, which I wore the other day while in St. Louis, garnered quite a bit of disgruntlement from AJ after the rep for Castle Medical Center in SoCA spent his time with us trying to look down the front of said garment. It was the purple dress with the white jacket, Mom; didn't remember to tell you till now.
The only Castle Medical Center I know is in Kaneohe. Do they have one in CA now? As far as the looking down the dress stuff, maybe he was giving you one o' them newfangled, painless mammograms...or in this case, a manogram. I'm sure it was nobody I knew. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am not seeing wickedness. Something else entirely. Try not to come to your mother's defence because it might interfere with anything real she and I might be able to build ourselves. OK?
As long as everybody's being so overwhelmingly frank here, I will say that leaving a "bad taste" in anyone's mouth is not my goal, nor my desire, and thinking that this may be what I am doing is a real blow to the solar plexus. I have no ambition to upset, shock, or distress other people. Conversely, I have no desire to call down any additional trouble on my own head. It has nothing to do with the delicacy of my flower. It just seems like common sense to me not to make any more trouble for my life than I already have. Condemnation? Already had that. Repercussions? Ditto. Blame? Ditto ditto.
Maybe the Reader's Digest Condensed Version would be better and more appropriate for this place. I was really, really unhappy when I was younger. I have reconciled myself to my past, accepted responsibility for what I have done, and am doing everything I can to make my wrongs right. I do not want EVER to cause more harm to my family, or anyone else,and I pray every day that God will, in His mercy, restore and repair what I, in my years of thoughtless bitterness and rage, have destroyed.
t&l
Sugar booger...we ALL have pasts....I don't care who you are! Those who don't quit breathing when they hit puberty.
T&L
Maybe it's me ... but I feel so far that I have learned much of what you did in the past and very little about YOU the person .... and that is my bad taste.... WHERE are YOU in all of this wandering story??? (your past wickedness is pretty par with mine ... both children of the 60's .... know what I mean ... nothing very shocking there <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> )
I suppose it would be unkind to end this without finishing the story I left hanging. When I picked up the phone, my father was on the other end. They lived in CA 700 miles away from me and I'm not sure they even knew HP and Neak were on a trip. My father told me, "I don't know why, but your mother and I are strongly impressed that HP and Neak are in great danger, and we wanted you to know that we're praying for them." Even in my deepest fog, I knew, if I was praying to Satan and my dad was praying to God, which one of us would get their prayers answered!! When HP and Neak returned home, I found out that they had unexpectedly run into a violent storm while in flight, with so much turbulence that Baby Neak, who was sleeping on a cabin seat, was tossed up in the air and flung against the ceiling of the cabin. So Satan TRIED to answer my prayers, but God was greater. Neak and her father live today because God heard the prayers of my mother and father and sent His angel to bear them up in his hands. I am humbled by this, and for it my heart will always be thankful.
t&l
I feel so far that I have learned much of what you did in the past and very little about YOU the person .... and that is my bad taste.... WHERE are YOU in all of this wandering story???
I don't know exactly how to answer that. I am what I am today because of what I've learned by the things I did in the past. The way I relate to people, how I think, act, and live, all are the fruits (or weeds, depending on your point of view!) of what I have done. I would never, EVER have brought this up on my own, except that somebody asked. My children have known me in my rage, and they have known me with a changed heart. It is this testimony that I will leave with them when I die, that what God did for me, He can and will do for them, too. If it can help somebody else, I'm glad to tell it. Just to expose my warts, spots, wrinkles, and blemishes to the world as a sport? Not my idea of fun. I don't know what to say. How odd to be stricken mute. I'm not used to it. I'm very <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> right now. Sorry about that.
Anybody up for some grotesque, self-deprecating humor? I'm game if you are...
t&l
Pep - Consider me out of the way.
SS - Oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Mom - Whatever that big horsepiddle is down south that is not Loma Linda. Manogram, gotta love it...
I'm just hoping I get to hear what you learned along the way ...and what your life means to you .... and what blessings you find in yourself....
what rages you now?
what sooths you now?
what lifts you higher and higher?
what really pisses you off?
what bores you to death?
what makes you want to puke?
don't allow me to bully you mute... tell me to shut the hell up and sit down
... and the very best .... where did God touch you?
... and the very best .... where did God touch you?
In the seat of the pants, first. Later, in the heart. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I will try very hard to shut up .... go on....
I never know what to say sometimes, but I'm reading right along. WHEN THERE IS SOMETING TO READ.
Ahem...........sorry if I interrupted anything.
Neak, things are going well at your house?
SS
Two dead babies in one shift last night!! One birth defect incompatible with life and one cord accident prior to arrival at the hospital. I am not in a good mood today, just on general principles. I realize medical people can't save everybody, but still, some days are just crappy.
I have been contemplating what, if anything, I want to say from here on out. I hadn't even GOTTEN to the part where I would've almost expected to get beaten up with a 2x4 or so, and if I can't make it running with the footmen, what on earth would I do when the horses arrive? (Jeremiah 12:5) I am firmly opposed to pain without purpose, if it can be avoided. A certain amount of suffering is inevitable in this world, but there's a humungous difference to me in having your foot amputated because of medical necessity and shooting it off yourself by accident. Both losses would hurt, but only one of them would accomplish anything useful. I would never have started The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, in such a public forum, no less, if I had not believed to my toes that there could be profit in it for somebody reading along. It's embarrassing to air my dirty laundry this way, although the semi-anonymity of the forum helps; and there is enormous pain for me to go back through past events that I ordinarily keep VERY much out-of-sight-out-of-mind, even to myself.
I never intended to become a participant in this forum. I initially became a lurker, just to see what Neak was "hearing"in this place, so that I would be better able to encourage her and help her where I could. I stuck my nose into the fray when she was advised to analyze and correct her own "poor marriage contributions," and I could see that she was ACTUALLY going to try and figure out what they were and beat herself up looking for things that weren't there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Now if there's ANYTHING I understand, it's poor marriage contributions, having made so many generous ones of my own over the years, and that is what propelled me out of silence. Once I started yapping, however, I continued as the mood struck, still never expecting any particular interest to focus directly on me. Please don't tell me this is "caca del toro," thank you. It has nothing to do with self-worth, false humility, or anything else. It is simply that this was a site for people seeking help in marriage building, and I wasn't, so I could see no reason why anybody would pay any particular attention to me, beyond laughing at my jokes if they found them funny.
I work too much to read everybody's stories. However, over the months I have tried to look at as much as I could that caught my eye, and I have become weighed down by how very much pain there is on this site. So many people with so much hurting. People who never expected what has happened to them. People who can't believe life will ever be OK again, or that they can possibly survive the loss of the one they love. Maybe nobody noticed--it's not like I waved a red flag to call attention to it, after all--but I never have given, on any other thread, any kind of marriage advice. I told jokes or I sympathized...but I did not dispense advice. How could I? I'd never heard of Plan A or Plan B, or anything else you folks discuss. As far as plans go, I couldn't give anybody help with Plan DIDDLE-E-SQUAT. So I didn't try to participate in anything like that. That would have been silly to even try.
But I do know pain. I know loss. I do know what it's like to be both homicidally angry, and suicidally depressed because of the loss of love. I do know what it's like to be so deeply in the dark that I never thought there could even possibly be any hope for me again, and when I finally saw a glimmer of light at the end of my tunnel, it turned out to be a *&^$#@$^&(()*&^%#!! train! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I know that out of it, I learned that you can not only survive, but eventually thrive, in spite of everything. There's more, but you can get the idea. MB advice? No. Encouragement for the discouraged? That I knew I could do, and so when a question was asked, I answered it. Although, as Neaksis pointed out, the questioner didn't necessarily expect the level of detail which he received!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
When you're hurting, and somebody comes along and tries to cheer you up, there's a natural skepticism that flowers when you hear them say, "I understand what you're going through." How the heck could THEY understand when YOU'RE the one having the pain?! If I came along to somebody on this site and said, "I understand your pain. It will get better and you'll be fine," who would believe me? After all, what do I know about their pain...or even any pain at all? Being an encouragment to hurting someones was my motive in starting my tale--to let them know they did not need to give up, but should have hope. That even if they couldn't save their marriage, THEY themselves could still be OK.
Nothing I said was intended to offend anybody. I'm sorry if it did. If frankness is really valued on this site, going in both directions (not just AT me, but FROM me as well) I'm going to take the liberty to say that the things said about my past mothering really bothered me. I am painfully aware of the mistakes I have made, even without a guide dog, a map, and a lantern to show the way. But I don't like Dr. Laura, don't listen to her, and think she's often rude. It's my personal opinion, and I'm just as entitled to it as my daughters are to the opinion that she's great, and fun to listen to. Just because SHE says you can't be best friends with your children doesn't mean that I can't be friends with mine, and STILL be the mother. And if I ever died, unlike the situation with Dr. Laura and her own mother in 2002, it wouldn't take my children months to discover my decomposing body on the floor of my house, nor would they hear it on the news or from the police because somebody other than them finally found me. For all my mistakes, which I do not and never will attempt to deny, I'll take my family over hers any day of the week, and twice on Sunday. Even my sons (28 and 30) call me up several times a week just to chat, without any request on my part for attention. I am so blessed to have each one of them, far more blessed than I deserve, if the truth be told.
I've got to get ready to go to work again, so will fade back into the woodwork for now. Again, may I say how sorry I am for any offense given. My hope was that I could help. Another other result was entirely unintentional.
t&l
Speaking for myself -
I don't think you offended.
One of the reasons I asked, was that I sensed pain in your heart, and I wondered at it.
You have so much going for you, in so many ways. So, I wondered.
Makes more sense now.
I'm still not sure how love turned to ......whatever it turned to.
IN fact, I have been here (MB) for three years, and read thousands of stories, and I still don't know.
Oh, I understand the hard facts, but, I mean.......HOW???
It tears at my heart, it sometimes haunts my waking thoughts and my dreams.
So I asked about your love story, wondering.
Often it is, that people are more than they believe they are. How about you and your H?
And, how does someone get from where they are, to where they want, and need to be in their marriage. Especially when one won't play?
Sometimes it can still be done, I believe that. So, I wondered.
It is best to ask Pep straight out what she meant, on the odd times when you don't understand what she meant.
This could be one of those times for you?
BTW, I turn 50 this year, I identify with a lot of what you say. Please don't think that when someone comments about something you say, that they don't want to hear from you (speaking of your sense of humor.) I think it is said out of love, and concern. I think you know what is meant by that.
You don't have to change what you do, just read, and learn if you see new things.
If you don't do the rest of the story, at least finish about the phone call. I think half the hits on this server are people coming to see what happened.
Pep, explain in more detail.
Please.
SS
Please accept my apologies. I agree with you about Dr. Laura. She can be rude and many times I don't like her. I was not using her as an example we should follow.
I used to like Dr. Phil. I don't care for him much anymore either because he has become too sensational in my opinion.
However, everyone has something of value, regardless of who they are. There is something we can learn from anyone whether they are Dr. Laura, Steve Harley, a MB poster (new or old) or a beggar on the street.
Of course mothers and daughters can be friends. If you want to share your secrets with your daughter, that is your option. It would not be mine, but that is my choice too.
I'm sorry if I offended you. YOU are of value here. Thank you for sharing your story.
Susan
I hope you will continue on with the rest of your story. I, for one, what to read of any contact you had with the lost love, and how you evolved to resolve those feelings in a positive way and remain in your marriage.
Please go ahead and finish the whole story.
Wonderful SS, thank you for asking. Recovery is going well, and another great MC session is scheduled to begin shortly. The biggest down side is that OW is threatening to sue over the $ owed her. I am trying to make arrangements, but she keeps sending 'secret' emails to H basically threatening to sue if she does not hear from him. Without telling her specifically that he turned over the care and keeping of that email to me (if there's a way to block any address on that one, we haven't found it), I made it very clear that he would not contact her under any circumstances. She just keeps sending these veiled lawsuit threats.
It is a testament to how well things are going with loving, attentive, repentant AJ that all this qualifies as merely an annoyance.
The biggest down side is that OW is threatening to sue over the $ owed her.
Well, how much are you talking about here? Hundreds or thousands of dollars. Untill you pay back your Waywards debt, the OW will still have some power in your relationship (depsite what you say). Surely there has to be some way to get a loan and retire the debt he owes her. There is always a way.
Sour... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
In the neighborhood of 15k. We can probably knock out at least half of it through the funds still owed to our just-about-done-for business, and H just got what looks to be a very promising job that would retire the rest fairly quickly.
And it's not that she doesn't have any power at all, but it's way more limited than she would like. The stress over worrying if she's going to sue is less than optimal, but she can't make him contact her - never could. It's very frustrating for her this time around.
Still, I will take your suggestion very much to heart and see if there are any other as-yet unexplored avenues for taking care of this more quickly.
Ooh, Lemon, I think I'm on to something. You got me to thinking outside the box, and I may have this figured out. Probably won't know for sure for at least 3 weeks, but if it succeeds, you're a genius!
but if it succeeds, you're a genius!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Genius makes me VERY nervous!
t&l
If you don't do the rest of the story, at least finish about the phone call. I think half the hits on this server are people coming to see what happened.
I've got 2 pts. and this is not a chattable time, really it isn't. I just wanted to say that I DID finish the story about the phone call, acknowledging that it would be mean to quit at that particular point. It was written yesterday on the 18th at between 5PM to 9PM, depending on what time zone you've got your MB clock set to. If we can get these ladies delivered, I might be able to come on later and blather a bit more, but right now I have the need to be immersed in my documentation, the curse of the nurse.
Maybe I can tell you about the time I was shaken awake by an angel, just in time to save me from a high-speed crash. How do I know it was an angel? Well, I was alone in the car at the time my shoulder was grabbed and jostled. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Gotta go. Hope everybody is sleeping the sleep of the just, and dreaming of better times to come. If nobody were paying ME to be awake, I'd be asleep by now too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l, I for one love your gift for storytelling. I think there is useful stuff here for others and yes entertaining too. I, like SS, am interested how you went from point A to point whereever you are in your life and M now. You obviously raised some amazing children along the way. BTW, so sorry about the babies. That has got to be so hard. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Neak, I was meaning (blush) there are four of you, maybe they do have something else in common.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> What do you mean? Our most common shared trait, actually, is that each of us thinks our spouse is a bit on the, um, odd side! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
In nursing, probably in life, sometimes you're the dog, sometimes you're the hydrant. Last night we were definitely the hydrant, and I'm too tired to feel like turning over any of my compost this morning. Thought I'd skip through the last wk. or so and comment on several little snippets that caught my eye as I read your responses. Camp fire story hour may resume at a later date.
t&l
both children of the 60's
I wasn't actually a child "of" the 60s, only a child "in" them. Except for this creepy guy that backed me up against a wall and French kissed me when I was 14 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />, my first kiss was from the Spreader of Nectar when I accepted his proposal of marriage at age 19. The only drink I've had in my life I took when I was about 27; it was some sissy kind of drink, too, and it still made me throw up the next day. I was very protected in many ways, extremely idealistic about love/romance/sex, and somewhat of an anachronism for the era in which I grew up.
While I was plotting how to get rid of my husband in WA 2 yrs. after we got married, my mother was still having people stop her fairly regularly to compliment her on the "most wonderfully-spiritual wedding" they had ever seen. There's a song that has the lines, "We reach so high, and fall so low..." I love that song, and to this day, it resonates with me very strongly. I don't know what you have seen in this so far other than wickedness. For myself, I don't have any problem with giving it that label.
t&l
While I was plotting how to get rid of my husband in WA 2 yrs. after we got married, my mother was still having people stop her fairly regularly to compliment her on the "most wonderfully-spiritual wedding" they had ever seen.
Why did you "plot to get rid" of him instead of considering divorcing him?
Susan
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One of the reasons I asked, was that I sensed pain in your heart, and I wondered at it. [/quote]
Hm-m-m-m-m-m. I'm going to have to watch that. My facade must be slipping, and if that sucker ever goes, no TELLING what kind of trouble I'd be getting myself into! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
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I'm still not sure how love turned to ......whatever it turned to. [/quote]
I'm not sure that it WAS love back then. He desired me. I desired children. We each had our own agenda, and called it "love." Kinda like calling a snake a kitten doesn't make it so, either. 34 years down the pike, though, it's impossible to put the toothpaste back in the tube.
[/quote] Often it is, that people are more than they believe they are. How about you and your H? [/quote]
Actually, on those rare occasions when we pulled together we were really a formidable team, and pretty much unbeatable if we set our minds to it. Our strengths and weaknesses are not the same, so when we worked together it was pretty doggone impressive. Didn't happen very often, but when it did, look out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
[/quote]Please accept my apologies. [/quote]
I wasn't asking for an apology, and none was needed, but thank you anyway. It was very gracious of you to say so.
[/quote]
Of course mothers and daughters can be friends. If you want to share your secrets with your daughter, that is your option. It would not be mine, but that is my choice too.[/quote]
Maybe your daughter was fortunate enough to grow up in a less contentious environment, one where fewer explanations were needed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> If so, she has been blessed. The details of this unfolded over a period of 15 or more years, as they grew older and were better able to understand. It's not like I gathered my little ones around my knee at night, saying, "Come, children, it's time for your bedtime story," While they were going, "Aw-w-w-w-w-w, Mom, you're not going to make us listen to the story about your Lost One True Love again, are you?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And contrary to what they think, they still don't know everything. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> to you, girls. So there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
While I was plotting how to get rid of my husband in WA 2 yrs. after we got married, my mother was still having people stop her fairly regularly to compliment her on the "most wonderfully-spiritual wedding" they had ever seen.
Why did you "plot to get rid" of him instead of considering divorcing him?
Susan
Sheesh! Somebody just
HAD to ask that, didn't they? Incredibly deep, enormous, humungous, hurricane-strength
sigh. Are you ready for the answer? Yes? OK, here it is...
I didn't want to damage my reputation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I think I'll creep away now to savor my humiliation alone, and finish blushing in private.
t&l
I didn't want to damage my reputation.
haha
yeah right <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Susan
Maybe your daughter was fortunate enough to grow up in a less contentious environment, one where fewer explanations were needed!
Why were these explainations needed? I must be missing something here.
Susan
I didn't want to damage my reputation.
Oh, I truly believe this. I remember many times wishing my ex would get in a car accident or have a heart attack or ANYTHING to get out of my life without me having to shamefully face divorce.........
I remember many times wishing my ex would get in a car accident or have a heart attack or ANYTHING to get out of my life without me having to shamefully face divorce........
Me too, but I never considered hiring a hit man.
I remember many times wishing my ex would get in a car accident or have a heart attack or ANYTHING to get out of my life without me having to shamefully face divorce........
Me too, but I never considered hiring a hit man.
That's why it's the Sad Saga of
OtherSusan the Stupid, and not OriginalSusan the NotStupid. I was smart back then. I never said I was
wise, too!
As far as what and why my kids know, I think I'll quit trying to explain that one. The fact is, they know. Good, bad, indifferent--they know. It's not like I can somehow go back and UNtell them at this point. I can't surgically excise the information from their heads, or highlight, click, and delete. Believe me, if I could live my life over, and do it better and differently this time around, there would be a lot of things besides (and before) THAT I would want and need to change, too.
I see Neak is reading a list of posts. I am going to log off and work on your book. Ahem, Ms. Cover Art Person...
t&l
I didn't want to damage my reputation.
haha
yeah right <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Susan
I'm not sure whether or not the eye roll was intended to express skepticism regarding my answer? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> It is still the truth, though. Widows got
sympathy! If I were just going to MAKE UP an answer, with my vivid imagination, I could surely come up with something better than
that inane thing...something that would be a little more flattering to me, and a little less embarrassing, perhaps? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Not that I am making excuses, or anything, but I've been working v-e-r-y hard today. If it will help, Neaksis and I will discuss the cover art while she comes over for supper in just a little while. Wanna drop by? She brought me blackberries to make cobbler, and I have chocolate chip cookie dough.............
Not that I am making excuses, or anything, but I've been working v-e-r-y hard today. If it will help, Neaksis and I will discuss the cover art while she comes over for supper in just a little while. Wanna drop by? She brought me blackberries to make cobbler, and I have chocolate chip cookie dough.............
I notice you didn't invite me until it's too late for me to come and still make it to work on time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Besides, your dad will complain if I'm not here to say "Hi" to him when he gets home. Try and keep the locusts out of it overnight <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, and I can probably stop by tomorrow since I'll be working locally for a change and won't have to leave so early. Just tell the kids that it's Grandma's treat and they'd better leave it alone because she doesn't want to have to hurt them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Now, to your book...really.
t&l
I'm feeling splendidly techno-savvy about now. Here is the picture of Mom at her wedding. (BTW, the same church where I was married, too.)
Susan, I Think You're Making A Mistake...
Ok, here's some more. First, there is a picture of t&l in high school.
Young (Other) Susan These 2 are pictures of me when I was little, one when I was just a few weeks old, and the other around the time of the airplane thingy.
Baby Neakie *pauses to admire self*
Ok, here's some more. First, there is a picture of t&l in high school.
t&l was 24 and about 5 months pregnant with Neak at the time this photo was taken. Life lessons from this picture: (1) Don't judge a book by its cover. (2) Really, don't judge a book by its cover.
I had a lot of people fooled back in those days with that innocent look.
t&l
I'm feeling splendidly techno-savvy about now. Here is the picture of Mom at her wedding. (BTW, the same church where I was married, too.)
Yes, and going back that particular place for your wedding was extraordinarily uncomfortable for me, somewhat to my surprise.
t&l
I'm feeling splendidly techno-savvy about now. Here is the picture of Mom at her wedding. (BTW, the same church where I was married, too.)
Yes, and going back that particular place for your wedding was extraordinarily uncomfortable for me, somewhat to my surprise.
t&l
Do you think the church is
jinxed? If Neaksis ever gets married, we're going to have to choose another venue. Haven't had too much luck with that one so far.
t&l
When I was pregnant with Neakbro#2 (we'll call him "Flard," since his childhood home nickname was Flardulous McBarf, although I don't remember why)I used to get up @ 0330 every Monday morning so I could be in class 250 miles away by 0730. I'd stay in Portland until Thursday AM, when I'd drive back the 250 miles to our home town so I could be in P.E. class by 1530 (3:30PM). I took horseback riding, since it was the only P.E. class available to me, and the college wouldn't waive the P.E. requirement just because I was pregnant. I've always suspected the horseback riding in utero to be the reason that Flard was always such a bouncy kid. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
At any rate, this schedule (plus being 5-6 months pregnant) left me feeling tired a lot, for some reason, and on this particular morning I fell asleep at the wheel of my Pontiac Firebird, going at least 90 miles/hr. (Did I ever mention my lead foot?) Suddenly, "someone" grabbed me by the shoulder and shook me awake just in time to swerve away from the cement abutment I was going to crash into. Since I was alone in the car at the time, except for my fetus who could hardly have been responsible for THAT, I've always believed that my guardian angel was the one who jarred me awake so abruptly, and fortuitously!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> This experience has helped me believe, through the years, that since God spared my life (and Flard's) when we were mere seconds from death, He has a plan for the lives He saved...and if I can just hang on long enough to find out what the plan is, I will be more than satisfied with how it all turns out! Let me confess, though, that some days that's easier to believe than others! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Time short,
post abrupt.
Quote by SS:
Neak, I was meaning (blush) there are four of you, maybe they do have something else in common.
Quote by T&L
What do you mean? Our most common shared trait, actually, is that each of us thinks our spouse is a bit on the, um, odd side!
I mean, you have four kids. You shared to create them. I don't know how things are now, but it is often an indicator of the state of a marriage. Women usually don't want anything to do with a H that treats them badly.
I usually go in to more detail, and am less blunt. I am not asking you anything, but letting you know what I was thinking.
This is an interresting thread, with interresting people.
I wish I had more time.
Deadlines at work. Trying to get ready to go on vacation.
I can't believe I missed the rest of the story, but thanks for being patient with me. Have read it now.
T&L,
HOW DID YOU get from then, to now. From wanting to be rid of him, to accepting things as they are?
SS
Quote by SS:
Neak, I was meaning (blush) there are four of you, maybe they do have something else in common.
Quote by T&L
What do you mean? Our most common shared trait, actually, is that each of us thinks our spouse is a bit on the, um, odd side! [/b]
I mean, you have four kids. You shared to create them. I don't know how things are now, but it is often an indicator of the state of a marriage. Women usually don't want anything to do with a H that treats them badly.
Sorry. I knew exactly what you meant. I was just being silly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It may be difficult for you to believe, given what I've said so far, but I did a LOT of conflict avoidance back then, especially in certain areas. Besides, that's easy enough to explain. I suffered from fulminating hyperfertility back in those days, and apparently, as I speculated a few pages back, there were a LOT of 2nd graders in neighboring counties studying cetaceans, and talking about SPERM whales!
I want to spend a whole hr. editing Neak's book today, so will go offline and get busy. If it's Q_____ at work, I can post later, or tomorrow because it's my night off. It only took me 27 yrs. or so to get from one mind-set to another. Don't worry. I won't tell every detail.
It really feels funny writing this stuff down without much feedback. (Of course, some of the feedback has felt funny, too!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Am I hard to please, or what? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) But I see the numbers go up, so SOMEBODY is reading it, and I hope in the long run, it will help. I am
not suggesting that anybody try to follow in my footsteps. That would involve getting a lot of, um, stuff on your shoes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Lots of days I don't even like being in my own shoes, even now, but I am reconciled with myself and my life, and my loss, and that's a good thing. If it's all I accomplish in life, it's still better than what I had for so many years.
Yesterday, HP and I had a perfect marriage moment. I went the other way to work to go by the post office and pick up the mail, and so I passed him on our road as he was coming home. We stopped our vehicles side by side, each going the opposite direction (a perfect metaphor, there!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> We rolled down our windows. He handed me the rest of his sweet popcorn with cashews. I made him laugh. And then he went home and I went to work! Hey, you have your marriage moments, and I'll have mine.! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> So I've lowered my standards for what makes a perfect marriage moment these days. At least they're attainable!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I mean, you have four kids. You shared to create them. I don't know how things are now, but it is often an indicator of the state of a marriage. Women usually don't want anything to do with a H that treats them badly.
Had a pt. recently who was 20 yrs. old, having her sixth baby, who said during her recovery, "I don't like my husband." And I'm thinking, "Honey, this is a LOUSY time to be realizing
THAT! Why couldn't you have figured it out just a little earlier? Like maybe when you were 14?" So, personally, I don't think children necessarily prove anything except that a sperm and an egg bumped into each other at the barbecue...and combusted!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi T&L,
[Having] children doesn't prove anything, but IT SHOULD.
I wanted a starting point. Perhpas I have it.
MB is wonderful place to get help in one's marriage. It is a wonderful place to get help for one's self.(Often a pre-cursor to improving a marriage.)
I realize you didn't come here for either purpose, but to support Neak.
However, much of what you said touched me, and I keep wondering if something can be changed so that both you, and your H can be happy and fulfilled in your marriage.
Neak, and siblings, don't be bashful if you have comments.
You love your parents, Dare I ask for what you would like to see in their future?
T&L,
I have no idea at all if you even want me to look around in your life, I tend to do it with anyone that comes to MB. Just because it is what it is.
Thinking about all that I know so far, I have no ideas.
You do say on good days, that you make a wonderful, and productive pair. (That's what I got from what you said, anyway.)
You seem to know God. He has never stopped performing miracles. Do you think he could do one for you? Do you talk to him about it these days?
I could ask questions all day. Probably should leave you alone.
May I ask what the subject matter of the book is that Neak has you editing?
I'll be leaving on Vacation tomorrow Saturday, July 23. Won't be back until Aug 1, or 2. You can be sure when I come back, I'll check up on you.
It will be good to hear how Neak is doing too.
SS
PS,
Your story of the Angel in the car makes me think HE does have a plan for you. I would guess that if you really know God, you undestand that, because he ALWAYS has a plan.
I have lived long enough, and lived enough of those stories myself to know they are real.
Do you have an idea of what he wants you to do?
SS
Hi T&L,
[Having] children doesn't prove anything, but IT SHOULD.
Right on both counts. It should, but doesn't always. Not what God intended in the beginning, but how it too often is anyway.
Thinking about all that I know so far, I have no ideas.
You do say on good days, that you make a wonderful, and productive pair. (That's what I got from what you said, anyway.)
Did I actually say "wonderful"? It would probably be more correct to say we were formidable opponents (to kids, whoever), but the productive part was right. He told me once I'm a much stronger person than he is, although any time I hear myself get called "Tough Broad" I know somebody is about to try and wangle me into doing something I wouldn't choose for myself!! I'm tough. He's just stubborn.
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You seem to know God. He has never stopped performing miracles. Do you think he could do one for you? Do you talk to him about it these days?
I don't know Him as well as I ought, or as well as I'd like to (who does?), but certainly better than I did back in my misspent youth! I think, in so many ways we haven't even come to yet in The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, that He already has. However, for me just as much as for anyone else, the only person I can really hope to "change" is myself. What I pray is that God will continue to help me stay out of the way of the Spirit's working, while He (in His own good time, and His perfect way) does what He sees needs to be done in my husband's heart. I wore a shirt to work yesterday that says "Lord, Keep Your Arm Around My Shoulder, And Your Hand Over My Mouth." That thought, along with "I want you to please change ME, in any way You choose, to be whatever You want," remains my daily prayer.
May I ask what the subject matter of the book is that Neak has you editing?
Her first book, which came out in February of this year, is the story of Malchus, the chief servant of Caiaphas, the high priest in Jesus' time. She thought it would be interesting to take a you_neak (haha) look at the life of Christ through the eyes of His enemies. So Caiaphas' most trusted servant becomes (logically, as far as I'm concerned) his chief spy. Malchus follows Jesus all over Palestine, witnessing His miracles, but only to give his reports to his master, who wants Jesus dead and gone. Unable to deny the reality of what he sees, he convinces himself that Jesus must be in league with the devil in order to have such powers. After all, if He were really from God, wouldn't He have the support of the religious leaders of Israel? His battle against Jesus lasts right up to the point where Peter cuts off his ear in the garden, and when Jesus puts it back on Malchus' head and heals him, as Neak puts it, "Malchus looked into the eyes of God, and trembled." I told her if Malchus didn't really live that life, he certainly should've! He certainly missed a lot of excitement if he did something else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The new book is also about Jesus, but this time through the eyes of His friends, particularly Simon Peter. Each book can stand alone as a story, but together they view the scenes of Christ's life through opposite sides of the fence. Characters in each book appear and re-appear in the other. Malchus was a good story, but the story she weaves about Peter resonates with me intensely, for two main reasons. One is that a large share of the book involves the spiritual realm, where both good and evil angels battle, unseen and unperceived by the oblivious humans, for the allegiance of "their" people. Over and over she shows how we humans look at things, understand them, and react to them in exactly the opposite way from heavenly beings. It is often humorous to read, but a very potent lesson nevertheless. The second is that she shows in vivid detail how people can change when Jesus enters their hearts. Her pre-Jesus humans are cantakerous, quarrelsome, foolish, judgmental, etc., and so on...but when Jesus comes, things change in their hearts, their minds, their lives. I read that book and think to myself, "I KNOW these people. Doggone it, I've BEEN these people!" And I am encouraged to know that the God who could work miracles then has never changed, and His power is still available to me today. I'm more than 1/3, but less than 1/2 of the way through this book, checking for typos, misplaced modifiers, conversation that doesn't quite "flow." (IMHO) When I'm done, she'll give it a final read-through and make her own last corrections of my corrections and then it will be ready for the printer. She and Neaksis have to get the cover ready, although I've yet to see much progress on that front. The cover of Malchus had Neakbro for the model. I'm not sure who we're going to sucker into being Simon Peter. Fortunately they live near a lake that can be used for background, and when all the separate parts are assembled, somebody (absolutely not me!) will have to do a painting of it for the cover. I'm am going to have to get out my cattle prod pretty soon if they don't get busy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I think it was the intense Bible study, and diligent prayer, that she did while writing both books--and especially book #2 with all the angel stuff--that prepared her to survive WH's affair and not to give up, but to pray and claim God's promises, and believe without a shadow of doubt that angels were being sent to answer HER prayers, too, just like in her book. Didn't keep her from wasting away for awhile, or feeling stressed, but between God and MB,
she didn't fold. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm SO tired. I can't imagine why I'm still awake and messing around with the computer, and I've still got 20 minutes of driving to get home, so will sign off and delete myself for now. Have a nice vacation. I expect we'll still be there when you get back. Goodness knows, if I'm going somewhere nobody's told ME about it yet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Have a nice vacation, SS. I already had mine, so I can't even be too jealous! Thank you for asking after my book, a subject near and dear to any writer's heart. (Well, not my book specifically - each writer/their own book <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
Since t&l is busy, probably even still asleep, I'm going to perform a threadjack and post a few excerpts. While tha cat's away...
As he looked at Judas, suave, handsome, self-assured, obviously more at home in the city, Peter felt a pang of inadequacy for the task that lay ahead. Leaning over to Andrew, he said quietly, “I can see why Jesus picked Judas, but why did He choose the rest of us?”
Standing by Peter’s side, Tarik frowned in bewilderment. “I can see why Jesus picked all the rest of them, but why did He choose Judas?”
This section was authored by Moses, who wishes he could explain to Peter the deadly reality of the unseen war raging all about him...
How little Peter truly understood about the nature of the war raging, unseen, about him. True, it was great progress that he would even speculate on the existence of a spiritual conflict in a spiritual realm, but he had not even touched the surface. Jesus was patiently teaching him, but he still had so much to learn. I was there that day. I watched as Satan poured out millennia of hoarded sophistry over the dying form of my Savior, while the destiny of mankind—my own fate—hung in the balance. Oh yes, the war is very real.
As the voice of the Father rumbled from the heavens, saying, “This is my beloved Son,” the voice of the Spirit spoke to the heart of the Son, commanding, “Go into the desert.” And so, not knowing why the order was given, He humbly obeyed. Without stopping to gather any provisions for the journey, He walked through the crowd and into the wilderness.
What followed was almost more painful than I could bear. Jesus, the Majesty of heaven, the Creator of the universe, my dearest friend, was hungry. Starving. Wasting and shriveling in the heat. He lay panting on the very earth His hands had formed, hungering for a crust of bread.
During the day He crept down by the river, drinking from His cupped hands, pouring the cool water over his head. In the noonday sun He rested under the shade of a tree, sleeping very little in His growing discomfort. By night He wandered out into the desert, a long way at first, but shorter and shorter distances as His body grew weaker. Always He prayed ceaselessly to the Father, preparing His heart for the work He was to do. And only that constant connection with heaven kept Him sane, kept Him alive.
I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t drink. None of us could. It didn’t seem right that we should enjoy the bounties of the universe while our Maker suffered such deprivation. But the worst was watching Satan and his host press close, whispering their evil lies. Gabriel stood guard at a distance, forbidden to interfere. The Almighty One would not suffer the demons to touch Jesus, but allowed them to bear down on His mind with every artifice of their diabolical invention.
They tried to distract Him, break His lifeline of prayer, but He resisted them. They filled the air with fear, imitating the sound of vicious beasts about to attack, but He remained at peace. They chanted again and again that God had forsaken Him and left Him to die, but His love and trust never wavered. As days went by and the rebels made not the slightest gain, they became increasingly cruel and desperate.
At evening on the fortieth day, the Spirit commanded Him again. With the last of His strength he staggered on across the rocky desert, far beyond the reach of any human help. As the sun set He collapsed, every system in His body shutting down. Jesus was dying. He groaned aloud in torment. “Your will, Father. Only Your will.” His lips barely moved. His eyes flickered shut.
A meteoric light flashed across the sky to land beside Him. At the brightness, He opened His eyes and looked straight into the face of Gabriel. The angel bent lovingly over Him, gently lifting Him. “You don’t have to worry any more,” the angel said tenderly. “I’m here now. The Father sent me to help You.” He hesitated a moment, his brows lowering slightly in puzzlement. “At least, I think it was You.”
Gabriel—the real Gabriel—was nearly jumping up and down in outrage. “He can’t do that! How dare he pretend to be me? There must be something I can do!”
His frustration was felt by all, but the Spirit spoke to us patiently. “Wait and watch. This is a test He must face.”
Every evil angel from across the globe had assembled, circling the drama below them. They watched silently, poised to strike at Jesus and rend Him into subatomic particles the moment He failed.
The false Gabriel brushed the hair out of Jesus’ face with his hand and looked keenly into His eyes. “Please understand that I must make sure You are the One I was sent to help. I don’t know how much you remember from before, but there was a war in heaven. The wicked angels were cast down to this earth. We have been sternly warned by the Father to beware of this rebel’s tricks, so I just need to make sure who You really are before I can complete my mission. It would be disastrous if the live-giving food I bring fell into his evil hands.”
The angel caressed the fallen man soothingly. “All I need is for You to show me that You’re really God’s Son. See all the rocks around us? Just turn one into bread, and then I’ll know for sure.” He picked up a round, smooth stone and slipped it into Jesus’ trembling hands.
The scent of freshly-baked bread wafted through the desert, more delicious than that of a palace bakery. Jesus’ mouth tried to water, His empty salivary glands pricking painfully. Then He smelled the newly-pressed grape juice. Almost He could hear the rush of liquid as it poured from the pitcher into a cup. His throat contracted, and He couldn’t speak.
“Oh, no.” The angel began to look worried. “I am afraid I may have made a terrible mistake. Captain Elazar warned me something like this might happen. Then I find you here, alone in the desert, forsaken by God and cast off by men. What if you are the one he told me about? What if you are that wicked angel?” His face was pained, his voice pleading. “Please, if you would just show me one little miracle, it would set my mind at ease. I just need to know for certain.”
I held my breath, waiting to see what Jesus would do. The assault on His senses was nearly overpowering. Satan was using every possible human feeling against Him at once, and tempting Him in the area of man’s greatest weakness: appetite. It was this that had been the downfall of Adam and Eve, and the cause of untold sin and suffering since.
Jesus could so easily have done it; the stone was right there in His hands. All He would have had to do is speak a word and it would become bread. It would take but a single thought for a banquet table to appear before Him. But before He ever came down to earth, He agreed that He would not use His own power; He would rely completely on the Father, just as any human must do. For Him to break that agreement now would mean God’s power was not sufficient to keep man in the path of obedience. It would show that Satan had been right all along, and it would be the end of God’s kingdom.
As I had learned since my resurrection, from the very start of the rebellion, Satan’s primary complaint was that God’s rules were too hard to obey; that it wasn’t fair to punish him for breaking them when they were impossible to keep. A large part of what Jesus was to accomplish during His time as a man was to prove Satan’s accusation false.
The rock slid through His fingers, landing with a thud on the hard soil. Jesus finally spoke, His voice raspy and almost inaudible. “It is written in God’s word, ‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.’”
I joined with the angels in a great shout of victory. Of course I recognized the words; they were my own, written by inspiration of Jehovah. As I remembered the rest of the passage, a shock ran through me. Little did I imagine as I wrote those words, as I led my people through the years of wandering in the wilderness, that I was living the foreshadowing of this day. Forty days for forty years.
“Remember how the Lord you God led you all the way in the desert these forty years, to humble you and to test you in order to know what was in your heart, whether or not you would keep His commands. He humbled you, causing you to hunger and then feeding you with manna, which neither you nor your fathers had known, to teach you that man does not live on bread alone but on every word that comes from the mouth of the Lord.”
I raised my hands to the Father with joy. By His grace, I had helped to provide Jesus with the weapon He needed to defeat His enemy. My heart was filled to overflowing with humble gratitude. Surely the victory had been won!
For a moment anger flashed in the guileless blue eyes of Gabriel’s look-alike, but he stifled it so quickly it was barely noticeable. “You’re right,” he nodded. “I hadn’t thought of it that way. Still, there must be some way you can confirm your identity.”
He scooped up the frail body of Jesus in his arms and launched into the air. Indignant exclamations could be heard everywhere. We followed behind, wondering that the Father would permit such contempt to be heaped on the Son.
The angel flew with tremendous speed to the highest peak of the dazzling Temple. He alit and set Jesus carefully down, supporting Him with one strong arm. “It’s so simple, I can’t believe I didn’t think of it earlier. All you have to do is jump. If you’re God’s Son, He will make sure you don’t get hurt. The Scriptures say, ‘He will command his angels concerning you, and they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.’ Take God at His word, and trust in His promises. That’s what you would do, if you’re really the One.”
Jesus swayed and tried to swallow. The torches were so far below, and seemed to spin around in a wide, sweeping circle. The humanity in Him longed to make some grand display, a vast declaration of His sovereignty. He knew the power rested in His hands to leap off the pinnacle and drift gracefully down to the marble floor. The priests would be amazed, maybe even crown Him right there.
But that was not a part of His Father’s plan, and He determined to obey. “It is also written, ‘Do not put the Lord your God to the test.’”
Again, cheers erupted from the heavenly watchers. Again I thrilled as Jesus used words from my Book of the Second Law to defeat His wily foe. Yet my joy was mixed with sorrow at the remembrance of the day I had disobeyed before the entire assembly of Israel. Later, I had written the passage from which Jesus had just quoted. “Do not test the Lord your God as you did at Massah. Be sure to keep the commands of the Lord your God and the stipulations and decrees he has given you. Do what is right and good in the Lord’s sight, so that it may go well with you and you may go in and take over the good land that the Lord promised on oath to your forefathers, thrusting out all your enemies before you, as the Lord said.”
Jesus had fulfilled every bit of that, keeping the commands of the Lord, and doing only what was right and good. Surely this would bring His test to an end. He had been tempted far beyond the threshold of any man or woman to walk the planet, and had emerged victorious. My eyes went to Gabriel—the real Gabriel—knowing he would receive the first order to intervene.
To my surprise, the order was not given. Even the demon horde expected to be sent away as usual, and fidgeted impatiently as they waited to see what would happen. They were all nervous and edgy, fully realizing that their destiny, balanced against the fallen race of man, stood on the blade of a knife. Yet in spite of this awareness, deep in their hearts they felt a spiteful smugness at the gross humiliation of their proud leader.
The angel straightened, an odd gleam in his eyes. “Two points for you. Very good,” he murmured. Gabriel’s features blurred and shifted, transforming into Lucifer, bearer of light. He looked a great deal like the representations I had seen of him during his time in heaven, though darker and somehow degenerated. Through some trick of this latest metamorphosis, his receding forehead appeared as noble as it had once been, before sin first made its mysterious appearance in his thoughts. Oddly enough, he chose not to appear before Jesus in his truest form.
All pretense of holiness gone, he sneered, “Look how your so-called Father of Love has treated you. He has abandoned you, just like He’s abandoned everyone else down here. Do you know what He has planned for you? I’ve read the same prophecies you have.” He leaned in close, whispering, “There’s another way. You don’t really have to die. Come with me and I’ll show you how.”
He seized Jesus by the shoulders in a show of superior strength. They shot into the sky above the city of Jerusalem and descended with a rush. Emboldened by the lack of any imposed restraint, Satan raced along just above the ground, Jesus held firmly in his huge hands.
In the darkness, the ride was petrifying. Jesus heaved, but His mouth remained parched. In less than a minute they had reached their destination; the top of Mount Nebo. Satan dropped Jesus precipitously on the hard ground. He stood to his full height, towering above the crumpled Man. “Here you showed Moses the land of your infernal promise. Here, I show you the world.”
He swept his hands grandly, and the sky lit up. Suddenly, he was standing in an Egyptian palace, with Jesus prone on the floor before the Pharaoh. All around them were brightly painted reliefs, created by the finest artist of the time.
The picture began to move as if they were walking through on a royal tour. They skimmed along the Nile and rested atop a pyramid. One after another, the sights, sounds, and smells of the world’s greatest civilizations flowed by in all their gaudy array. Faster and faster they flashed in an overwhelming display.
At last they melded into one image, frozen in time. A beam of light illuminated Satan as he spread his arms wide, lifting into the sky and slowly rotating. “I am the god of this world!” His shout echoed for miles. “All that you see is mine!”
He laughed fiendishly, dropping to Jesus’ side. In a hushed voice, he added, “And I will give it to you. No more pain, no more hunger. You can escape the hideous death awaiting you at my hand, and win back everything lost by Adam. The power and wealth of the earth will be yours. All men will bow before you and call you Lord.”
His voice was silky, hypnotic. “Yes, I will give it all to you if you will do just one little thing. Bow down and worship me. Just once will be enough, and then it will all be yours.” He put his face very close to Jesus, grasping His chin and lifting His head. His gaze bored deep into Jesus’ eyes, the blue of his own shifting smoothly to black. Satan focused his full mental energy, honed with thousands of years of practice, toward bending the will of Jesus to his own. “Worship me,” he whispered again.
I wondered what Jesus would do, how in His weakened stated He could counter this cunning deception, and I prayed that He would not fail. Jesus raised His eyes toward heaven, refusing to look upon the devil or argue logic with him. “Get away from me, Satan.” The powerful being next to Him lurched and tumbled end over end, sprawling ungracefully on the ground. Satan could just hear the hoarse whisper as Jesus said, “It is written, ‘Worship your God, and serve him only.’” The Creator slumped over with the effort, His life measured in minutes.
In the human realm, that command would have seemed very weak, but the barest murmur of one of God’s children can topple the most fearsome forces of unseen evil. Not only Satan, but all his angels were thrust far out of sight, well past the distant horizon. Sunk into unconsciousness, Jesus didn’t even know they were gone.
In the blink of an eye Gabriel was at His side, holding sweet, soft manna and life-giving water. He picked up Jesus and held Him on his lap like a child. Jesus opened His eyes, and I knew by His face He mistrusted the information of His senses. He shook His head weakly, refusing to eat just yet.
Jesus closed His eyes and moved His lips in prayer. A few moments later He opened them, a smile of relief on His face. “We won.” Gabriel nodded silently as Jesus reached up and shakily touched his tear-stained cheek. “Thank you.” This time He accepted the nourishment gratefully, feeling the life creep back through His body.
His stomach, greatly shrunken from the ordeal, Jesus ate only a handful of food and drank a few sips of water before falling into exhausted slumber. The sun was just rising, and Elazar helped Gabriel move their Commander under the shade of a scraggly tree.
Throughout the day they sat by Him, shading and fanning Him with their wings. When evening came, He awoke briefly, consuming another small meal before dozing once more. Three days passed thus before He was sufficiently recovered to travel. Jesus clung to Gabriel and Elazar a long while, stepping back as they faded from sight. He touched His fingers to His lips and raised His hand in a gesture of farewell before turning toward the Jordan.
“Go to Bethabara,” the Spirit said. “I have arranged a meeting for You there.” So having been fed by the same heavenly food my people and I had eaten for forty years, Jesus walked slowly but steadily out of the wilderness.
Have a great weekend.....................................
Have a nice vacation, SS. I already had mine, so I can't even be too jealous! Thank you for asking after my book, a subject near and dear to any writer's heart. (Well, not my book specifically - each writer/their own book <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
No, really, Neak, ALL writers think your book is near and dear to their hearts!! Double rolled eyes...
Since t&l is busy, probably even still asleep, I'm going to perform a threadjack and post a few excerpts. While tha cat's away...
Hmm-m-m-m-mph. And you said MY post was long! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> At least you didn't quote all 400+ pages!! Since you didn't explain who Tarik is, I guess I will. Tarik is Peter's guardian angel, and in that snippet, he was speaking to another Guardian. It makes sense that the angels would've been mystified by the selection of Judas. THEY knew what he was really like, after all!
t&l
OK, you can quit playing now, Neak. I've bought a thicker skin and some body armor and am prepared to wade back into the fray again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Proof-positive that all the people all those years who suspected me of having a screw loose were...RIGHT! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I don't enjoy going to work 72 hrs/wk. It's not any fun, and a stupid way to live, but it's manageable for me...as long as every night isn't busy. Lately, however, I have not been merely "employed," but I've been at "WORK," which is very different. I have been forced to labor very hard, although not exactly in the same manner my patients have been forced to labor. Thank goodness! Tonight, I am "employed." Sh-h-h-h. Don't tell anybody. It's only 10:30 PM, and there's still plenty of time between now and 7AM for things to go seriously belly-up on us here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I figure if the other nurses are able to plot a Starbuck's run, I ought to be able to visit MB and see what's been going on the past few days While I Was Not Sleeping. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
If there's time later (and after the ingestion of some Tylenol and a caffeinated substance), I might feel intelligent and motivated enough to tiptoe a few steps farther down Memory Lane, but for right now I can at least attempt to provide a spoonful of sugar to make the medicine of my past go down just a bit better, by telling a recent anecdote involving HP and me. He knows (and has for many years) about the inmate who offered to kill him for me in exchange for his insurance money, as well as the reason their plane almost crashed when Neak was a baby...and yet, he still feels safe to turn his back on me, and to sleep with both eyes closed. To his everlasting credit, he has never
even once brought my past indiscretions up to me during disputes, and there have been some doozies. He has displayed more self-control in this, and more grace, than I would've if our positions had been reversed. I feel I must give credit where it's due, although I am unable to get intolerably googly and mushy about it, since he's certainly found plenty else to be unpleasant about over the years. However, that's neither here nor there...
I have long regretted my EA with the previously-described inmate, and recognized the foolishness--no, make that the completely mindless idiocy--of the whole thing. But only on my own terms (How could a smart girl like me have been so stupid?). I think that always in the back of my mind was lurking the idea that he'd been such a [censored] to me he almost DESERVED to be dumped on. But when Neak's husband decided to stray, and I was forced to watch her as she experienced such devastating pain, I began to have a whole new take on what I had done so long ago. HP likes to sail on placid waters. He doesn't care how many monsters lurk beneath the surface as long as none of them are making waves around his personal ship. I've sort of come to share that approach to life, as well, and generally try not to rile calm waters, either. So I was hesitant (to put it mildly) to bring up what could have been a very loaded subject, but finally one night I told him, "You know, HP, I've always regretted the whole thing with ***, and wondered how I could've been so stupid. But until I saw what happened to Neak, and realized how painful it is to be betrayed like that, I've never really been actually sorry for what it did to you...and I just wanted to tell you that I AM sorry now. I'm sorry I hurt you, and I hope you'll forgive me." He came over gave me a hug, kissed me on the forehead, and...the tar baby said nothing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> But then, the tar baby generally says nothing, so it wasn't too much of surprise, and I DID get a hug and a kiss out of it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I think he's part clam. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
So what's my point? Actually, we could skip the whole rest of my life story, and we'd still get to the same conclusion just with what I've said right here. Everybody makes mistakes in their marriages. You do your best to make them right, and to not repeat them. Be sorry where you should be. Say so. Beyond that, it's pretty much out of your control. One person alone can't build a two-person relationship. If the other person can't or won't build with you, then by George, bloom where you're planted anyway, even if your flower pot's only got you in it. And <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />! "The joy of the Lord is your strength." So be strong. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> There are no extra points for being miserable.
t&l
I think I'm tired of talking about my life. In addition to being painfully uncomfortable to discuss (for all the jokes I make about it), it seems to me to be having negative effects precisely at odds with what its telling was intended to do on this particular site.
Let me leave you with two of my life-long-favorite snippets of poetry. I think these words will resonate with some of you, too.
"For all sad words of tongue and pen,
The saddest are these, 'It might have been.'"
John Greenleaf Whittier
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a word of it."
from the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
I can no more undo my past than any of you can undo yours. May I extend my wish that each one of you may be able to find the future God has for you, for in it, you will also find fulfillment, satisfaction, joy, pleasure, acceptance, restoration...and peace. He has given me these gifts, which I surely do not deserve, and for this I offer Him my thanks.
God bless you all.
t&l
T&L,
You up?
Working?
I'm going to bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
However, I hope nothing I sed (not good at joking, am I), had any effect on your dissatisfaction with giving the total life report.
You are an interesting lady - certainly full of life - and I'm sure your kids, and your patients, and your H are very glad you are what you are.
Oh, well, you know what I mean.
-AD
Neak and T&L,
Just skimming over your exceprt, I was reminded of Bulgakov, although his purpose (entertainment?) and tone are very different.
You
have read
"Master and Margarita" "Master and Margarita", yes?
-AD
Yes.
Of course. I don't stay up all night unless somebody is is paying me to do it. Hm-m-m-m. That's open to some alternative interpretations, isn't it?
I'm going to bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Good thinking. I'll go with you. I mean, in the SAME TIME FRAME!!!!
However, I hope nothing I sed (not good at joking, am I), had any effect on your dissatisfaction with giving the total life report.
Not exactly, although I wasn't positive you were joking until you said so. I think Pep's analysis bothered me the most, although there were others that were somewhat disconcerting, which is, in itself, somewhat disconcerting. I accept my HP's emotional/relational handicaps, and am content to let him be who is is. But at the same time, I get blasted tired of getting complained at about every little dandelion fluff that blows across his life's field of vision, when I'm working as hard and as fast as I can (wthout any assistance from him), trying to help solve problems and bear burdens I didn't actually make, so tired sometimes I can hardly see straight. Because of this (we've been married 34 years, after all), I freely admit I have become hypersensitive to complaints or criticisms, not in the sense that they destroy my sense of worth, but in the sense that I'm sick and tired of it already, and just don't want to listen to any more, even if they're deserved, and especially when they're not. Most of the time, I try to maintain a low-enough profile that I can fly under everybody's radar. Hard to do that, though, when you go on the internet and start trotting out almost every piece of dirty laundry you've every soiled. I'm not trying to deny anybody the right to have an opinion about the things I've said. I'm not even suggesting that people who have opinions shouldn't have the right to express them openly. But at the same time, I recognize that I'm not suddenly going to change into somebody going, "You don't like what I did? You think something is WRONG with me? I haven't heard THAT one before, and I'm just fascinated. Do tell me all about it!" Especially in dealing with past events that are decades old, and totally beyond fixing. I'm not explaining this well, am I? (Doggone it, I've got blood on my tennis shoes. Guess I'd better quit looking at my feet until I'm ready to clean them up.) Let's just say that (IMHO) some facades are good, and I'm really ambivalent about nuking the few slivers of it I've got left!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
You are an interesting lady - certainly full of life - and I'm sure your kids, and your patients, and your H are very glad you are what you are.
I don't think my husband is at all glad I am what I am, but I do think he's glad I'm not what I was! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure he'd rather have a docile, obedient type, and I'll be that right after I welcome and embrace his steady critiques of my character and performance. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> In other words, not today. And quite frankly, tomorrow's not looking good for him either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, a pt. just rolled through the door, sitting off to one side of the wheelchair, never a good sign for the nurse hoping she's got someone she can send home in an hr! Enough employment. Time for work.
t&l
t&l,
I have appreciated your willingness to share your story, and respect that you've shared all that you're willing to.
In my imperfect life one of the "gifts" is that I no longer need to feel judgmental of others, and it rarely occurs to me to be critical. My only exceptions seem to be with others who deal with my children. It simply brings out the worst in me when I suspect other adults are being unkind to my children. It's at times like these I am less than civilized!!
A gift I've seen for you is that through Neak's pain of being a BS - you felt her pain and were able to empathize with your husband to the extent that you gave him a sincere apology for your past behavior that caused him pain! And you got a hug and a kiss out of the deal!
Peace of mind for you too as well! Personally I think you've been brave to trot out all those past memories - far braver than me....but I've been around here for a few years and have learned the "culture" of what's acceptable on this board!
Thanks for flying above the radar for a little while and sharing your story with us!
Please pardon me for jumping in here, ladies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
'Neak, I just read your excerpt, and all I can say is WOW....just WOW. I would love to be on the lookout for the book when it's published, if you feel comfortable letting us know the author's name. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
And T & L, I also appreciate the parts of your story that you've shared here. I'm one of those that bumped the "viewed" number up daily. I believe you have an immense amount of wisdom to share. Anyone can fabricate intelligence, but only God gives us wisdom. And I think He only gives it to people who won't hoard it to be used only for their own benefit.
Thank you both for sharing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Lori
Do you have a desire, and are you motivated, to make yours a happy and fulfilling marriage?
My intent, to be clear, is to hear either a yes or no response from you.
I have appreciated your willingness to share your story, and respect that you've shared all that you're willing to.
Technically, I haven't shared all I'm "willing to." There was a reason I turned from the direction I was heading, and started back the other way. The man who told me, "I will love you the rest of my life. Now go away and leave me alone," never married, and loves me still, although he and I are not in contact, and I very much admire in him the respect I see for my husband, my marriage, and me, as well as the fact that when he didn't feel like he found somebody else he loved enough to spend his life with, he at least didn't go around and screw up someone else's future and happiness for his own sake. How I found that out, and what I did about it were still 25 years in future from where I left off. I was a bit apprehensive about coming to that part of the story, for fear that it would be misinterpreted ( You heard it right. I DID say "misinterpreted") and call down condemnation, blame, and, yes, 2x4s on my head. I did NOT expect to get people in a swivet with what I've told so far, particularly since it's so far in the past and there's nothing I can do about it anyway. That whole "Moving Finger" thing, you know. I hate to come across as a weak, delicate, fragile little thing that needs to be sheltered from sun and wind, heat and cold, protected from wilting, and coaxed to bloom. It's NOT who I am. Goodness knows I could USE a little sheltering! But I never, EVER knowingly seek to make trouble for myself. I've got enough of it in life without any help from me, thank you very much. And as I looked at what there was of my story left to tell, and what had come of it so far, it quit looking like any sort of fun at all, if it could be called "fun" to invite everybody over to first take a microscopic look at my warts, and then finish things off with a colonoscopy! No anesthesia.
Pep said, within the first few days of the beginning of this thread, that it could be "irrelevant," "irreverent," and "conversational." That sounded to me like a great invitation, and very attractive to participate in. But as time passed, the "humorous asides" became "grotesque," my "own bad self" left a "bad taste" in the mouth of the person who invited my to write in the first place, I-don't-remember-who basically said that if she'd had a mother like me, she'd "have needed counselling." Etc., etc. And I had to ask myself, "Is this fun any more?" And Myself said, "Nope, it isn't."
I already said I'm not trying to keep people from having opinions about anything. Not trying to keep them from expressing them, anywhere and in any way they want. I'd be perfectly happy to go back to having fun on this thread. It was a LOT of fun for me, and I loved it. I'm not even, in principle, opposed to telling the rest of my story. (And if I quit, I'm going to have to listen to Neak, for who-knows-how-long, saying, "You shoulda done it, Mom. People were interested." Yeah, and I'm interested in being rich...and less-employed, too, and that certainly hasn't happened yet either!) I AM opposed to offending people without needing or wanting to, however, or making unnecessary difficulties for myself...OVER THINGS I CAN'T CHANGE ANYWAY!!!! Pant, pant. Whe-e-e-e-eze.
I've been around here for a few years and have learned the "culture" of what's acceptable on this board!
Between you and me--we two--I think that makes one of us!
Thanks for flying above the radar for a little while and sharing your story with us!
Thank you. I hope it helped something for you. If nothing else, it should've made people realize, "Hey, I may have done things I shouldn't have, but at least I wasn't as bad as HER!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Please pardon me for jumping in here, ladies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
'Neak, I just read your excerpt, and all I can say is WOW....just WOW. I would love to be on the lookout for the book when it's published, if you feel comfortable letting us know the author's name. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
This book is going to be out before Christmas, one way or another. Maybe by then, Neak can find out if it would be considered unacceptable commercial board activity to put a picture of the cover on the thread, and/or info on where it could be found. She will be very flattered that you liked it, when she reads your post. By the time I'm done with this editing, I think I will have read it 6 times, so it's not quite as "fresh" as it once was, but even this time through, there are still things that make me smile and that I can enjoy.
And T & L, I also appreciate the parts of your story that you've shared here. I'm one of those that bumped the "viewed" number up daily. I believe you have an immense amount of wisdom to share. Anyone can fabricate intelligence, but only God gives us wisdom. And I think He only gives it to people who won't hoard it to be used only for their own benefit.
Thank you for your kind words. If I have any wisdom, it was certainly "bought" through my prior Doofushood, is all I can say. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Words fail me for the moment - but I can't stress enough the importance of your telling what you're willing of your story....There is a message here - at more than one level that I think needs to be heard.
Maybe it's that you've made mistakes, and are willing to tell what you've learned as a result...I don't know that's not exactly what I want to say, so I'll be back if I can articulate more effectively!
Do you have a desire, and are you motivated, to make yours a happy and fulfilling marriage?
My intent, to be clear, is to hear either a yes or no response from you.
Pep, I cannot give you a plain
yes or
no answer to a
yes-of-course-that-would-be-lovely-but-I-don't-believe-it-could-ever-be-possible question. Until my husband's pain at keeping his secrets buried EXCEEDS his pain at bringing them out into the open to deal with them, he will continue to be inaccessible to me or anybody else. I see changes occurring in his heart. So far less towards me than towards his kids, but changes nevertheless. I'm not going to muck around in his progress and mess it up. Been there. Done that. Failed miserably.
My husband admits that he has deliberately cultivated an attitude of hard-heartedness and stoicism over the course of his life. He was proud of the way he could shut people out. I choose to let him change at his own pace, to accept as his best effort whatever he's able to do, and to leave the rest alone. Sorry if that's not the right answer. It's the best I can do with what I've got.
t&l
t&l
I am very interested in your story, actually in everybody's story! I love lief stories because they are life lessons! and even if we all have a story, not everyone is willing to share it and many times people are not willing to listen. I always find a lesson...
I would love to hear the rest of your story if you want to tell it.
But if not I must thank you for what you have told us so far. It has actually been very enlightening, because it is real. I know, because I have had experiences similar to yours. Thank you
I-don't-remember-who basically said that if she'd had a mother like me, she'd "have needed counselling."
Well that reference would be me, but that is
not what I said. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I said:
So, yes I was curious about how the kids might feel reading all of this. Personally, I'd need more counseling.
It does not say "if I had a mother like you"...
It was said
before I knew that your kids already knew it all anyway.
It was said tongue-in-cheek but apparently my attempt at humor was not funny.
(I will say I don't have that kind of relationship with my mom, so I don't know how I would handle all her details ~I
might need counseling ~ if she decided to share them; and I would not share all my details with my daughter. That's just me and not something you should take personally.)
What is really puzzling is that even reading all this you have written, I still don't know one thing about who you are today.
Just want to clear this up. Feel free to post whatever you want. I will not interfere again.
Susan <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
My job tonight is 1 hr. away from home, and I have to leave in just a few minutes, so I'll try to answer later if it's possible. It's a good thing I'm an Explanationarian by blood!
Oh, by the way--that pt. that came in last night, sitting off to one side and grimacing with pain? She was 1 centimeter dilated--o-o-o-o-o-oh. 7 hrs. later, when I left, she was...2! Very cute girl, but not a fast dilater! She asked me if I had to go, which I did, of course, but with her luck she's still going to be there when I get back!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Till later--
t&l
Me: Do you have a desire, and are you motivated, to make yours a happy and fulfilling marriage?
T&L: Sorry if that's not the right answer. It's the best I can do with what I've got.
Me: It answers a question I did not ask.
I asked about YOUR desire and YOUR motivation .... My question had nothing to do with your husband's present (or past) state of mind.
I also did not ask you if you thought it was a possibility .. only about your desire and motivation.
But, I think that the answer is a no ... You have neither the desire nor the motivation .... is this statement correct?
Ok,
Well after more thought here's what I think. I think I learn more when the format is "story". What I learn may have nothing to do with your story per se....it's "my lightbulb" that's triggered as a result of YOUR story!!
One of my biggest lessons of learning to take responsibility for myself is in a story that is about my 1st marriage to an alcoholic who was also a pathological liar! I had my victim story down pat! That is until I learned from an angel sent to me from God....that regardless of external circumstances I was responsible for myself, and my attitudes and behavior!
The journey I traveled to learn those lessons, I have thanked my ex-husband for thankfully before he died! I wouldn't have missed those lessons or that journey for all the happiness in the world! I had practically memorized "People of the Lie" by Scott Peck way back when, just to help me learn to deal with what I was living with at the time!
Back to your story...thankfully I have figured out how to learn life lessons from other's stories....(don't have to make all the mistakes myself - Whoooooooo, Hoooooooooo!)- so I'm happy to learn from yours!! I think it helps give meaning to the madness!! We all get to choose who our angels are, don't you think?
But, I think that the answer is a no ... You have neither the desire nor the motivation .... is this statement correct?
Desire? Yes. Motivation? No.
And you called ME a "pistol"! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
I enjoy your writing - the style, the content, the subject matter (you).
It is all very far away for me, since I don't even know you or anything. (That's right, I don't know anything, LOL).
I consider you brave to tell it - and wise.
Pep,
You are a wonderful person and a cornerstone of this forum, but ... can't you see of course T&L "desires a happy and fulfilling marriage". But you ask the question without acknowleging her struggle. It probably seems like a criticism - as if all her struggles were just some kind of time-wasting self-serving diversion. She is obviously in a constant struggle, doing the best she knows how to achieve just that - and more. You don't walk up to somebody who's trying to push a car up a hill and ask "just tell me, do you or do you not want a reliable automobile". Just help her push, or offer her a ride!
-AD (spelling optional)
You don't walk up to somebody who's trying to push a car up a hill and ask "just tell me, do you or do you not want a reliable automobile". Just help her push, or offer her a ride!
Or, alternatively, keep her distracted with difficult questions, and the car will eventually roll backwards over her and just squish her flat...OtherSusan's Excellent Solution. Maybe they could make a movie about me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thank you for your perceptiveness. I DO think I'm trying as hard as I can,on multiple fronts, and am debating whether or not I want to "talk" about that particular aspect of life tomorrow before I go to sleep (a little less appealing to me, since it deals with current events and is not something in the distant past that's over and done with). Every day I have to consciously choose to find joy, reject resentment, accept life as it is. Some days that's still VERY hard, and I often cry on the way to work until I'm with a couple of miles of the hospital...at which time I dry my eyes so nobody can tell and go into work, telling jokes and making the other nurses laugh. I don't need anybody to pat me on the head, and say, "Good girl," in order to get me to do what needs to be done. I am a fully-functional, independently responsible, self-directed adult human being, but life still hurts a lot...a lot of the time. And when I'm running as hard as I can, doing as much as possible, if (by some quirk of fate) I need to hear that my efforts (and I) aren't good enough, why, HP is readily available and needs no encouragement from anybody to let me know! I'll say more later, possibly even tonight, but my pt. is delivered and gone and the cafeteria opens in 3 minutes...and FIRST THINGS FIRST!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
[Well that reference would be me, but that is not what I said. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
It does not say "if I had a mother like you"...
I couldn't remember exactly what you had said, and didn't have time to go back and hunt it down. That's why it wasn't in quotation marks.
It was said tongue-in-cheek but apparently my attempt at humor was not funny.
Not "not funny." Just misunderstood. My kids are one of the only things where I think, in the end, I done good. I guess it just probed a sensitive spot. I'm laughing at your humor now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
What is really puzzling is that even reading all this you have written, I still don't know one thing about who you are today.
Extrapolate, then. I like to do things in order, with a logical sequence. I haven't gotten to "today" yet. You at least know I like a good joke, even if apparently I can't always recognize one when I see it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Just want to clear this up. Feel free to post whatever you want. I will not interfere again.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> People SAY they want an honest exchange of ideas, and then when you say what you think, it's the wrong thing to say! (Present author NOT excluded, by any means! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) Nobody (that would be me) was trying to make you feel like you had to take your marbles and go home. You can still play in the sandbox with me. And without being accused of interfering. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Back to your story...thankfully I have figured out how to learn life lessons from other's stories....(don't have to make all the mistakes myself - Whoooooooo, Hoooooooooo!)- so I'm happy to learn from yours!!
Good for you. You are most fortunate. I never was able to learn from others' mistakes, preferring to make my own...sometimes over and over again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
In addition to wanting my life story to be an encouragement to people who are in dark spots in their lives, I also thought it might be able to serve as a warning to people (like you) who are able to learn from the mistakes of someone else. In retrospect, I feel like I should've gone through much of life with a flashing orange light over my head--
DANGER AHEAD! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And a pre-recorded message that repeated over and over, "Children, do not try this at home." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I look at that picture of me that Neak posted (when I was pregnant with her) and it makes me sad...because at one time I was every bit as innocent and wide-eyed as I looked, and had such noble ambitions. All my life, I wanted to marry a preacher, and be a missionary in a faraway country to tell people that Jesus loved them. To have gone, in the space of 2-3 short years, from that idealistic young girl to someone who was willing to attempt a pact with the devil, is something still hard for me to understand and accept. You could never have told me at 20 what I'd be capable of doing at 25. Well, you could've TOLD me, but I'd never have believed you. The person I am today is very hard to surprise with the ability of ANYBODY, no matter how good they look or act, to do things that are supremely stupid, or downright evil. I was certainly annoyed with FWH for treating my daughter the way that he did, but I'd already learned from me that anybody is capable of anything, so I was not shocked by it the way I would doubtless have been if I hadn't already screwed up in much the same fashion. I don't want to get into any arguments with people who disagree with me about this, but IMHO, anybody who tries to say, "
I'd never do THAT!" is only fooling themselves.
I'm too tired to attempt further philosophizing. I may even be too tired to figure out whether or not I was successful with the philosophizing I just attempted. Whatever. I'm sure somebody will let me know if I failed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, by the way--that pt. that came in last night, sitting off to one side and grimacing with pain? She was 1 centimeter dilated--o-o-o-o-o-oh. 7 hrs. later, when I left, she was...2! Very cute girl, but not a fast dilater! She asked me if I had to go, which I did, of course, but with her luck she's still going to be there when I get back!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
As indeed, she was. Still there. In labor. At least she was pushing, and we had a baby within an hr. after I arrived. Actually, that worked out quite well for me. I had her during the early part, when she was still comfortable enough to find me amusing, and then got her back just in time for delivery (the fun part) and some breastfeeding teaching, which I also enjoy doing...without having her all those 12 hrs. of tough stuff in between! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> It doesn't get much better than that.
t&l
Was just reviewing the last couple wks. of this thread, came across this again, and was struck by its irony.
I think it's time to peel back some of the protective shield of grotesque self-deprecating humor ... what is underneath?
And you thought just the
humor was grotesque!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Let this be a warning to anybody else who might want to suggest that we "peel back" any more of my valuable coverings!
IN MEMORIAM
I had a nice protective shield,
Strong and sturdy--it didn't yield
But curled around me, straight and tall,
And let me lurk behind its wall.
My secrets faithfully concealed,
Mistakes and follies unrevealed;
My hide intact, and not unpeeled--
Behind my
nice protective shield.
I've known for years I talk too much,
Of this and that, and such and such.
Introspection? I don't dig it!
I'd rather laugh, and play the idjit.
A question asked--I
must reply
Of who, and where, and when, and why.
And bit by bit, the pieces fell
As my poor shield was shot to, um,
heck!
The sun burns hot without my clothes.
My skin has turned the deepest rose...
My brain is shot, my blood congealed;
I am SO naked...without my shield.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Rats. I THINK I had one more verse in me, but a pt. just arrived and it's my admit, so I'll guess we'll never know.
Deep sigh of relief all around. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Sorry about all the posts, but it was boring at work tonight and I had a lot of time on my hands. Can you tell? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l;
What do you say about a seemingly intelligent professional 30 year old woman who goes to the emergency room because she feels "sick"... Turns out that she is about to deliver a baby.. at 37 weeks....
We thought she was getting fat but REALLY....
I've heard of teenagers doing this but, trying to hide a pregnancy from parents....
Have you known this to happen?
She claims that she did not know she was pregnant.. Even wore shirts with her stomach- almost- hanging out... I guess that is stylish these days...
What do you have to say about this?
I think it's time to peel back some of the protective shield of grotesque self-deprecating humor ... what is underneath?
T&L ... you remember the comedian Louie Anderson (now sadly deceased) right?
His gift of humor was great. He had a quick and clever mind. But there came a time I could no longer laugh at his stand-up ... because I came to sense he was really REALLY in pain. Pain that only spoke through sharp barbs of humor he stuck into himself. How can anyone of good conscience enjoy laughing at someone else's pain?
and ... as you may have guessed ... I began to feel your humor is painful expression .... and if I enjoy it ... I then partake in sipping from your hurt for my own benifit....
what do you think of this?
BTW,
Sorry about my threadjack regarding.
It would be perfectly OK with me if you disregarded my post about the PREGNANCY DENIAL altogether...
and ... as you may have guessed ... I began to feel your humor is painful expression .... and if I enjoy it ... I then partake in sipping from your hurt for my own benifit....
what do you think of this?
Honest-to-God truth is what you're looking for, right? OK. I'll tell you. I think you think too much, and read meaning into stuff that doesn't really have any. I could make a joke about how deep down I'm a very shallow person (I sometimes say that to HP when he's being exceptionally annoying), but I don't want to appear to tweak your nose when while claiming to give a serious answer to a serious question; and besides, I'm not actually
incapable of either mental or emotional depth. I just get the bends, when I come back up, if I go down too deep in the water. Decompression is time-consuming and difficult. And I'm afraid of sharks. So I'd rather stay on the beach and splash around in the 6-in waves, to continue with the whole nautical metaphor.
All I can do here, I guess, is tell you on my honor, and with as much sincerity as I am capable of, that if I'm really, truly hurting about something, I do NOT make jokes about my pain. I am not a masochist, but what sane person wouldn't rather laugh than cry, if they could choose the one they wanted? In almost every undesirable circumstance, there is something that happens with potential to lighten the mood. At the graveside service of my very dearly-loved mother, I enjoyed a brief-yet-amusing moment standing there by her casket. I loved her no less, nor was my grief IN ANY WAY diminished, by the fact that I acknowledged (if only to myself) that what the preacher did (even if he didn't know it and didn't mean to) was pretty doggone funny.
I'm sorry that what I've said has made you feel guilty (if that's the right word) that you might be finding humor in somebody else's pain. That was certainly never my intention. But from the spot in life where I stand looking at things (not your point of view, I realize), this is really your issue, not mine. I like to laugh. It's important to me that I be able to. I don't have any problem with laughing at myself...as long as I think it's funny. We could ask the girls how well I laugh if something hurts me, or if I'm not amused! When THAT happens, meet Prunella Pruneface. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
You said in the beginning you wanted to "meet" me. Well, now you have, and if it's turned out to be either more or less than you expected (or both, for that matter), at least now you know.
t&l
Egg-zak-lee
it IS my issue
I 100% agree
Thank you. Glad (if somewhat surprised) you liked it. I tend to get very silly between 3AM and 5AM, and I don't know why, but somehow writing a poem suddenly seemed like a really good idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Egg-zak-lee
it IS my issue
I 100% agree
Better be careful. We are agreeing WAY too many times in the same day. This is scary. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
BTW,
Sorry about my threadjack regarding.
It would be perfectly OK with me if you disregarded my post about the PREGNANCY DENIAL altogether...
It is impossible to threadjack a thread that has no real theme! This thread simply
is, and accomplishes (or not) whatever happens on it on any given day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Interesting question, since this happens more often than you'd think. Pregnancy denial is usually seen in somebody with a good reason to deny they're pregnant. You mentioned the teen hiding things from her parents as an example. I have taken care of (myself) young girls with exactly that scenario. Their parents bring them to the hospital in terrible pain, and the ER diagnoses a pregnancy and sends them up to us. But I've also seen women who've had several children come in to deliver and claim they had "no idea" they were pregnant. Well, what about all that fetal movement? "I thought it was really bad gas." Oh, please. Tell me, ladies, when's the last time a gas bubble stuck its elbow through YOUR belly button?
I'm sure it's possible to have some woman or girl so totally ignorant that she doesn't know why she's getting so big, or why there are so many lumps and bumps on her abdomen...and they keep moving around. But you've got to be awfully ignorant for that to be true, and quite frankly, I don't think there are THAT many dumb women around.
So, you're left with several possible explanations. There is true denial, more of a psychiatric condition, where the woman so refuses to believe that she's pregnant that she genuinely convinces herself it's not true. I don't think this is the most common explanation, though. Some people, while conscious at some level that they are pregnant, just flat-out refuse to acknowledge it and although they have a certain degree of denial, it is not as deep. Some people pretend they didn't know, when they really did all along; they just don't want to admit it. We see this a lot with women who didn't bother to get prenatal care, and now at the hospital to deliver, want to pretend that the reason for it was that they "didn't know." And maybe there's a woman or two with such hyperactive intestinal gas production they were able to convince themselves everything was normal.
I don't think your lady is likely to be that ignorant. What reason would she have for not wanting to be pregnant? An inconvenient-to-identify daddy? A career obstacle? I mean, there are lots of possibilities...but based on her age and apparent level of education, my guess is that she knew more than she's admitting, or may ever admit. All I can say for sure is that I've never met a nurse yet who actually believed somebody who said they had
no idea they were going to have a baby! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - I worked in the ER for several years, and saw lots of girls and women who claimed to have no idea they were pregnant. And then there were those who claimed they were pregnant, and even looked pregnant, but weren't. Strange.
T&L - I worked in the ER for several years, and saw lots of girls and women who claimed to have no idea they were pregnant. And then there were those who claimed they were pregnant, and even looked pregnant, but weren't. Strange.
There are 3 hospitals in the town where my "main" job is, and I remember hearing a few years ago about somebody like that, who came in complaining of preterm labor, but nobody could find a heart rate...so they did an ultrasound and she wasn't pregnant. I think the conclusion was that she was trying to get away from her pimp, at least for a little while, but I've always wondered how she paid for her lie when she was released from the hospital and he had access to her again.
L&D is fun a lot of the times, but the sad times are sadder, I think, because babies are involved...and some of the people who take children home with them can no more be good parents than they could sprout little feathers on their arms and fly. And I say that recognizing my own parenting mistakes, too! Nurses have a rough time with the really great couples who lose their babies, while down the hall is some doofus teenager having her 3rd kid in 3 years, with the 3rd different dad--and her baby is just fine. Life bugs me when it isn't fair! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have a confession to make! I have given this thread a one-star rating on the board. It is simply too hard for me to easily find the thread title (with the itty-bitty print on the various computers I use...which I can't adjust), especially when it gets to the 2nd or 3rd pg. I figure nobody else wants a dinky one-star rating, so I can scroll down that column instead and find The Thread Without a Theme easily and quickly. Even with my middle-aged blurry vision, I know I can recognize a single yellow star! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm even more far-sighted than usual when I first wake up, which is when I log on and try to see what's been happening and if I sit any farther away from the keyboard trying to focus, I'm going to have to grow me some longer arms!
t&l
"Thread without a theme"
Why, oh why - does this make me think of an old John Wayne movie???
Or maybe it's the song "Horse With No Name", by America.
I'm curious t&l....are you considering going to the So Cal MB gathering, maybe with Neak?
Ooooh, speaking for myself, I would love to, though I pretty much shot my trip wad with the journey to St. Louis. (Please tell me that 'shot my wad' only refers to spit balls, and not something obcene. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) I also still need to schedule a short trip to Montana to do a spot of research for my next writing project.
Don't know why, but I just have such an urge to meet as many of the wonderful MB folks as I can. If I get too desperate, which I will at this rate, I may have to plan a bash of my own, maybe later on in the fall when it cools down. Unless I have a swimming party, in which case it would be better smokin' hot. How does a barbeque (veggie dogs for me) at a lake sound? Or a trip to one of the waterslides around Sacramento or Manteca? It's too late for the Gilroy Garlic Festival and the Stockton Asparagus Festival, but surely there must be something enticing.
Old Sacramento and a stop at Imax? The promise of Baskin Robbins would get my grandpa to go just about anywhere...
Wish you could be there, Neak! It would be fun to meet you and t&l.
Ooooh, speaking for myself, I would love to, though I pretty much shot my trip wad with the journey to St. Louis. (Please tell me that 'shot my wad' only refers to spit balls, and not something obcene. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
I'm SURE I told you what that meant, and a very long time ago, too. You need to quit turning off your ears when I'm talking to you!! Although you're very attractive when you're all pink in the face like that!
I also still need to schedule a short trip to Montana to do a spot of research for my next writing project.
If you try to go off to Montana on your NEXT project before you finish the one we've got, I'll wring your scrawny neck! Heh, heh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Sorry. Didn't know anybody else was listening. Neak knows I was kidding, don't you Neak? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Ahem. So don't be afraid to tell all the nice people the truth about your very wonderful mother. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
yesniceandwonderfulmotherwhateveryousayniceandwonderfulmother...
The only reason there is a time contraint on that is because of the weather and availability of transportation to the site in question. September would be a maybe, but after that it would have to wait until next spring.
BTW, I remembered most of the crudities you taught me. Perhaps I should rephrase that to, 'I remember most of the crudities you taught me NEVER EVER EVER TO SAY!!!!'
***whispers*** was that really one of them?
I have a confession to make! I have given this thread a one-star rating on the board.
Alright, who gave this thing 2 stars? I promise you, it wasn't me. I just wanted something I could recognize, even when fuzzy, to flag the thread for me. I was not trying to actually "rate" it for value and worth!! Neither this, nor any further star goosing will be my handiwork. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
yesniceandwonderfulmotherwhateveryousayniceandwonderfulmother...
Boy, there's just NOTHING like a spontaneous expression of affection, is there?
BTW, I remembered most of the crudities you taught me. Perhaps I should rephrase that to, 'I remember most of the crudities you taught me NEVER EVER EVER TO SAY!!!!'
Thank you.
I think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And as far as time constraints go, there are certain of those to be applied to something you want to have ready to market before Christmas!
t&l
***whispers*** was that really one of them?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
"Thread without a theme"
Why, oh why - does this make me think of an old John Wayne movie???
Or maybe it's the song "Horse With No Name", by America.
I'm afraid to speculate about which anatomical portion I might POSSIBLY be, if I were that Nameless Horse!
I'm curious t&l....are you considering going to the So Cal MB gathering, maybe with Neak?
I'd love to, in an ambivalent sort of way. I'd come in my super-secret disguise of a short, pudgy, graying, wrinkling, moderately-dignified middle-aged woman who obviously never had a young thought in her whole life...nor ever did, or even IMAGINED, anything inappropriate or untoward or UNSEEMLY. That should make it so nobody could recognize me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> It might work, don't you think?
Both the hospitals I work at schedule about 2 mos. in advance. I can easily schedule myself time off to go somewhere I want to go, but only if I hear about it during the time the schedules are being made up. Once they're printed up, it's a big dolor in la caboosa to change them. Neak and family could go, though, if she wanted to. At least this trip would cost me less than the last one she took! Neaksis could take care of Grandpa, and even the kiddies, if necessary, although that would be a little bit cruel to do to her 2 months running! Personally, I have to have sufficient warning to be able to plan my spontaneity in advance <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, and August is just too close. Maybe another time. If my secret identity doesn't work, I'll just buy me an invisibility suit, practice my duck and weave...and it might be fun!
t&l
The only nice thing about being charge nurse is that for coming in 1/2 hr. early, you get to leave 1/2 hr. early, too, so I will get home this AM with 1/2 hr. before I'm used to going to sleep. What to do? What to do?
I know. My bruises are fading--haven't been beaten up on enough just lately, I guess. Maybe I can have a brief picnic with you all, and we can frolic together in the Pool of Introspection (That would be in the shallow end, of course.! You know how I feel about sharks!), splash a little water, throw a few beach balls, build a sand castle, make a few waves............... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Then, when the excitement is at its peak and nobody is looking, I'll sneak away and go to sleep. I'm sure you'll all do fine without me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Won't you?
t&l
****Dips one toe in Pool of Introspection
****Takes toe out of water
*****Removes attached shark from toe
*****Considers changing picnic location to Mt. Everest
****Aw, what the heck! Splash...
So, where was I? Really bummed out, that's where. I gave up on getting out of the marriage, and settled into a cold, bitter anger and hatred towards my husband, fate, and God. Why God? Well, obviously if He's omniscient, He KNEW what a lousy rotten marriage it was going to turn out to be, and HE DIDN'T STOP ME! Naturally it was His fault. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> The little missionary girl learned lots of new words while working at the maximum security prison, and since HP didn't like to hear women swear, trotted out her new vocabulary at every possible provocation. Or without provocation, for that matter. And boy, let me tell you, when I decided to QUIT being a potty-mouth it was a battle royal between my will and the force of habit, and I had some pretty embarrassing moments before the struggle was over. I still pretty much had my baby face, but there was nothing but darkness behind the mask.
I tried to be careful what I said around Baby Neak, and didn't think she had absorbed any of my attitudes or language, until one day when she was about 3 years old. She and I were standing out in the yard and Neakie fell down in the grass. She gave a great exclamation of disgust, picked herself up off of the ground, dusted her shorts with great vigor, and enunciated with precision and clarity, "Well, feces, FECES, FECES!!" only not with precisely that word, you understand. To see my mannerisms displayed in her actions, my tone of voice and my own words, coming out of that baby mouth was such a shock to me that I felt like somebody had hit me over the head. Baby Neakie, wielder of the metaphorical 2x4...
It was a lightbulb moment for me, when I realized that I could not teach her what I didn't know. I couldn't introduce her to a God who was a stranger to me. I couldn't help her find peace I didn't already have. I was going to teach her, by the things I said and the things I did, to be exactly what I was myself...and I knew without a doubt that I never, EVER wanted her to be like what I was becoming. And so, for no other reason than that I wanted to spare my daughter the kind of life I was living, I made the decision that I had to change, that God was the only one who could help me do this, and that I'd better start doing some serious hunting for a way back.
It's after 9AM, and I really have to sleep. I wish somebody would strangle the little men with jackhammers who are busily breaking up concrete in the base of my skull! Maybe the sandman can smother them with a load of grit.
Oh, yes, I think it's CSue that I want to thank <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> for bringing up the Horse with No Name. I haven't even vaguely thought about that song for years...perhaps decades. And now I can't get it out of my head! Even worse, at this point I only still remember one line of it: "I've been through the desert on the horse with no name, La la la la, la lalala," which makes it even more annoying than if I could remember even a whole stanza. Neak, this calls for some very drastic measures. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Quick!! Sing me a few bars of "76 Trombones", and help your poor mother out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I'm a technofailure...again. Neak tried to talk me through posting a picture of my mask, but when I tried to read it on the actual thread, Yahoo pictures said it was an "empty file". See, even internet servers make grotesquely deprecating jokes about me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Sheesh! Neak said she'll post it herself while I take my primitive skills off to bed and leave computer stuff to those who understand it. How I ended up producing a son who blithely immerses himself in all the computer sciences, I will never know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Ahhh...I see where the story is leading us to the Susan of today. I am waiting patiently for the rest. Sleep well.
******lalalalala************
76 TROMBONES IN THE HIP PARADE
A HUNDRED AND TWELVE CORNETS CLOSE BEHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND T&L says you really, REALLY don't want to judge a book by it's cover.
******lalalalala************ 76 TROMBONES IN THE HIP PARADE
A HUNDRED AND TWELVE CORNETS CLOSE BEHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND
Are you SURE it's a "hip" parade? That sets up a very interesting, if somewhat impolite, image for me. I think it's a "hit" parade, dearie. Probably done by the Sadist and Masochist Society Marching Band. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ever since we were small, that little snippet of 76 trombones was enough to send Mom screaming from the room. "Make it stop! Make it stop! Make it stop!!!!!!!!!!!" Days later, she would still be whistling it in odd moments. (Ok, living with the four of us, every moment was an odd moment...) We grew more sly as we got older, humming it almost imperceptibly until she started, all unconscious-like, to sing it. Whereupon we would begin jumping and shouting "We did it!" and she would realize the hated song was once again stuck in her head and she would try to hit us with pillows. We never felt the lack of video games. Why would we? Mom was all the entertainment we needed.
Hateful little kids, singing that dumb song on purpose. I'd forgotten all about that until you brought it up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I did NOT sleep well, but the little men with the jackhammers are gone anyway, and While I Was Sleeping the Nameless Horse appears to have trampled the hit parade something fierce and scattered all the horn players to the four winds, so I'm not thinking about those songs tonight either!! Lalalalalalalalalalalala. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I wish I could say that, having made the decision to "turn around," I just did it and steadily marched off in the opposite direction, but as my father was fond of saying (and as I was NOT fond of hearing), "There's many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip." And that certainly proved true for me. We had 4 children within 6 years, 2 months, and 2 days, each precious munchkin brought into a home that (in spite of all my good intentions) was full of conflict. I guess the difference (in me) was that at least by then, I never quite came to the point of completely giving up again, and even though I failed a lot, I still kept struggling. Looking back, I remind myself a lot of a fish on land, flopping around and trying not to die, but just not quite able to make it back into the water. I hate watching fish die. Really. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It's like looking into a magic mirror and seeing your past self, in Technicolor, 3-D, and surround-sound. Lucky for me I'm a vegetarian, huh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The workplace calleth, and I've got jobs to do before I leave. MB has been a busy board today and I finally found my 2 stars on the bottom of pg. 2. You have NO idea how much easier that thread is for me to find now that I don't have to read all the little print hunting for the storm clouds. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And from N <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />-- <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />.
I had NO idea. How could I, when I always ran every time I heard the tune?! We night shift workers are always in the dark anyway. That's MY excuse. Neak can come up with her own. She's got the imagination for it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
So, do you think it was a big HIT parade, or a big HIP parade? I'm going with hips, I think.
Well, I've finished eating my extremely-dead baked potato and it's time to put my nose back to the grindstone, my shoulder to the wheel, my hand to the plow, my sails to the wind, my spurs to the horse, my butt to the saddle...Work time. Could anything be more glorious? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Have you ever explained why you work so much?
When do you have fun and enjoy yourself? Or just relax and do nothing?
There's a lot of discussion on here about you going to work, about what you are doing or have done at work and then you go to bed...
I may be missing something though...
Have you ever explained why you work so much?
Well, it would come up eventually anyway, but in a nutshell it's just that the last 4 years have brought our families a steady stream of extraordinarily bad luck. Thank God for my bad luck, though, because without it I wouldn't have any luck at all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Starting with the embezzlement and destruction of FWH's business in 2001 (with its subsequent bankruptcy), through my mother's death, the almost-certain-to-be-murder of a friend of ours who was going to give us a large sum of money that would help us out because we'd helped him when he was in trouble (and who died on the day he was to meet me to complete the transaction, at which point we discovered that all his money had disappeared mysteriously from his account), and blah, blah, blah, we have just been hit with one financial blow after another.
This presented us with 2 dire and conflicting problems--raising a lot of cash in a short amount of time, and taking care of the very young and the very old in our family. If the girls went out to work, babysitting problems would be present at both ends of the age spectrum. Unless family babysits, the cost of such care quickly becomes prohibitive, especially when you have 6 children, and 2-then-1 oldster(s). Did you know that grandchildren have much more energy than their parents ever thought of? Or, could it be the age of the grandmother compared with her age as a mother? Whatever. I just knew we couldn't afford to pay outsiders to do this, and I was too tired (and the kids were too NOT tired) for me to work nights some of the time and turn around and babysit days, especially so their mothers could go out and make less money than I would if I worked as a nurse for the same number of hours I'd be doing child care. So I concocted the plan, which is working to this point, that Neak and Neaksis would have full responsibility for their grandparents (now just grandpa) and their kids, and I would be the moneygoose, and lay golden eggs. Essentially then, they (and especially Neak) work for me, and I work for the hospitals. Everybody's bills get paid. All the family members who are unable to care for themselves get cared for by other family members. My mother was able to die at home because of Neak's and Neaksis' faithful tending to her, and my father will be able to do this as well. If everybody else were sitting around sipping tea and watching soap operas I'd resent it. But we divvied up the jobs, and they're doing theirs faithfully, so I'm doing mine, too. I don't enjoy it, but so far nobody's come up with a better idea.
When do you have fun and enjoy yourself? Or just relax and do nothing?
Hm-m-m-m-m. Good question. I don't think those words exist on my planet. I hide in the bathroom with a book sometimes. I play around on MB more than I should. I read at traffic lights, while I eat, and often when I'm walking along the street or in the hospital. I seek opportunities for unredeemed silliness wherever I can find it. We went to Disneyland and Universal Studios last year to celebrate Neaksis' kids being adopted. OK, I admit it's pretty pathetic to be using something from last October as evidence of my fun-loving life, but it's what I've got!
There's a lot of discussion on here about you going to work, about what you are doing or have done at work and then you go to bed...
How interesting that you should mention that, since I got online to see how much my paycheck was this week so I could balance my checkbook, then I planned post a story from work last night before I went promptly to bed! You know that poem about how "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy..."? Well, quite frankly it's not turning out that hot for Susan either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I am figuring it will take about 3 years of this to square things away. By then I'll be
ONLY 60 (OK, that's
really scary!!), so there'll still be time for the bungee jumping, whitewater rafting, hot air ballooning, and all the other hairbrained stunts I still want to try. My optimism has lost a bit of its
sproing, but I haven't given up yet, and still hope to goof off before I die! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm just afraid that I used up my Official Lifetime Quota of Goofing before I left my teens, and have none left to for my upcoming second childhood. That would be a bummer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. And maybe Neak will become a famous and extremely wealthy author, and SHE can support my future life of leisure. How about that Neak? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Sheesh t&l,
I logged on this morning just to catch up on your thread...and I'm falling on the floor laughing - and I don't have time to finish reading; but had to post this & will come back later.
Neak...is she this funny in person too? If so, stand-up comedy is a must!!! Here I am 45 year old mother of 2 boys, and I've become a t&l groupie!!!
The 76 trombone story.......agh!!!!!!!!! Well, I'll be back!
Do you know how bad you have to be to disgust an OB nurse? Let me tell you--pretty doggone awful! We get peed and pooped on (by both the mamas and their little darlings), puked on, doused with amniotic fluid, sprayed with blood (thank you, Dr., for the wonderfully flamboyant way in which you just cut that umbilical cord), and endure nasal assaults from some really awful secretions and discharges; and all of this is viewed and experience from a somewhat intimate angle, shall we say? And let's not forget the audio accompaniment provided by some very full-lunged women, as an enhancement to the visuals. My point is--we're pretty hard to impress. This is why I've got to hand it to the lady who arrived today just as my shift ended. (I have never seen before anybody come through the door with more drama, more noise, or MORE BODY FLUIDS! I take back the part about having no luck except bad. That timing was EXCELLENT luck for all of us, but especially me, since it would've been my admit, except it was time for me to go home!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was sitting at the desk finishing my charting when there was a lot of noise and ruckus just outside the security door. It opened and we could hear somebody yelling at the department entrance. I turned around (like everybody else within earshot) so see a very pregnant woman come staggering in, screaming bloody murder, until she got just inside the doorway...at which point she leaned over and went, "Blear-r-r-r-r-r-rgh," and emptied her stomach, splat, all over the linoleum. A few more ear-piercing screams, and she doubled the size of her puke puddle to about 3 feet in diameter. At this point, she shrieked again, threw herself onto the floor on all fours, and splashed her arms from her hands up to her elbows into the puddle of vomit she had just made. Then she blear-r-r-r-r-r-rghed again, all over said hands and arms...and managed to spare a glob or two, as well, for the two nurses who'd run to help her. Boy, was I glad I wasn't the nurse who had to help her up and assist her to get to her room, then clean her off before I could put her in bed, so I could finally go and clean myself off, too. I know that vomiting people can't be prissy, and there is always a risk of bad aim, or accidental overspray, but really, there's no need to WALLOW in the stuff, is there? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Barf. Oh, yeah, it's already been done.
I just checked out and came home, with a big <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> on my face. What a special morning it turned out to be for me. I was the dog instead of the hydrant. Hubba hubba.
t&l
P.S. I didn't stay to find out whether she was in labor, or had the flu, but I think it's safe to say she had severe nausea for some reason or another! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak...is she this funny in person too? If so, stand-up comedy is a must!!! Here I am 45 year old mother of 2 boys, and I've become a t&l groupie!!!
I've often thought it would be fun to do stand-up comedy, particularly with an obstetrical theme. All the women would be cracking up, and the men would be going, "Huh? WHAT is she talking about?" I would love to do that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak and Neaksis are both entertaining, but your best bet is to get the 3 of us together, especially when we're tired. We are absolutely hysterical. Well, we
think we're absolutely hysterical anyway!! Neaksis has a bit more public control--could be because she's a bit shy with strangers--but Neak and I cannot be trusted together in public if something happens that's funny. And the more solemn the occasion, the funnier it gets to us. Most parents try to keep their kids well-behaved in church, and I DID value that in principle, but it was the devil to pay if we were sitting together when somebody messed up. And very embarrassing, too, since we'd feel so guilty for snorting in church...all the while snorting away.
Once our pastor, Richard ***, was trying to explain to the congregation how to better understand the Trinity. He said it was like a family, with God the Father, and God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit--each a member of the same one family, each distinctly, individually separate from the others, but still one. As his illustration of this sort of oneness, he used his own family, and said, "In our family, we have *** the Betty, *** the Amber, and *** the [censored]." Hearing a preacher describe himself that way right in church, especially since he often managed to offend members of his congregation with what he said and did and it was sort of TRUE, was so unexpected to me, and I was SO unprepared for it, that I sprayed my lap with spit trying to get down low enough in the pew to be hidden from people around me who heard someone snort and would be turning around to see who this uncouth, irreverent, coarse person could possibly be. And don't think Neak was being any asset it self-control, either!
I'm glad somebody finds this thread funny, too. While it's true that I'm a good object lesson of What Not to Do With Your Life, and this gives my life story value, it's every bit as true (as far as I'm concerned) that in a site like this--where so many people hurt and are discouraged and down--that there's value once in awhile in just being able to laugh a little and to be able to shuck your burden at least as long as you're being amused. I know--this may be a thread without a theme, but it is also The Thread that Multitasks!! Answers all your needs from Angst to Yucks (couldn't think of a z-word) in one handy dandy little package. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> You rang?
t&l
Well, it's a good thing I live alone now, 'cause otherwise, everybody in the house would be standing here asking me what so funny!
T&L, maybe you could split your time. Do 2 hours of standup each week and cut down on your birthing stuff. It might bring in the same pay and free you up to spend more time corrupting your grandchildren. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
-AD
At this point, I can think of only 2 times in my life where I behaved well when I was confronted with something funny in public. Both occurred in the hospital. Both involved pts. or their families saying something medically incorrect, and in both situations I would've given offense if I'd laughed. Still, they were VERY close calls for me, and if Neak had been around, too, there's not a chance I would've made it. Why of all the available characteristics I could've honed to perfection in life, a sense of the ridiculous is the only one that I've managed to polish, I'll never know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I only have time to tell one right now, since my pt. is happily epiduralized and I'm taking a break (well-earned) from her angst before I start charting. I'm going to get get out of work today like I was shot out of a cannon, so everything needs to be done before the day shift arrives.
I had taken care of a cute little 15-yr. old all night, but she didn't deliver before I left. We'd had a good time together, though, so when I came back the next night I went over to post partum to visit her and see the baby. Her mother was there, and they proceeded to tell me the WHOLE story of her delivery, how hard it was, how many stitches she had (lots)...everything. Her mother concluded with the following statement. "She tore SO bad it went right through her Volvo." (correct word is vulva) And I'm thinking to myself, "Volvo, huh? Guess that musta ripped right through the old assphalt!" But they were nice and I knew what they were talking about, and most importantly of all, I WAS ALONE when it happened, so I was able to do my snickering after I left the room. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> The other one is longer and I'll save it for later.
Tonight I've been a hydrant. I guess to atone for yesterday. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'll tell you my deepest fantasy, something I've kept to myself for years, but will now share with you, my dearest, closest, most intimate friends-I-don't-actually-know. Sometimes, after a really bad night, with really difficult pts., I have an almost-uncontrollable urge to go to a store and be rude to a clerk who will HAVE TO BE POLITE TO ME FOR A CHANGE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Not that my pt. was rude. But when you've got a first-time laborer, one centimeter, crying with pain and begging for an epidural 1/2 hr. into a 12-hr. shift, you don't need a psychic or a crystal ball to tell you it's gonna be a long, LONG time till morning! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
free you up to spend more time corrupting your grandchildren. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Would you quit scaring my daughters, please? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
thndrnlitng -
you said:
"Answers all your needs from Angst to Yucks (couldn't think of a z-word) in one handy dandy little package. "
I was giving you a *Z* word...zingers.....
thndrnlitng -
you said:
"Answers all your needs from Angst to Yucks (couldn't think of a z-word) in one handy dandy little package. "
I was giving you a *Z* word...zingers.....
Ah-h-h-h-h. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm a little slow on the uptake here, but excellent choice. Excellent choice. Thndrnltng--Angst to Zingers. Has a nice ring to it.
t&l
Do 2 hours of standup each week and cut down on your birthing stuff. It might bring in the same pay and free you up to spend more time corrupting your grandchildren. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You want to know what I want to do? I mean, reallyreallyreallyreally want to do! I'd like to turn my labor and delivery song parody snippets into full-length songs, and record them, like the laryngospasms have done songs about anesthesia (Bre-e-e-e-eathe,"The Little Old Lady with the Fractured Femur). Labor nurses would buy titles like "Put Your Foot on My Shoulder," "Green, Green, Your Fluid's Green," "Hemorrhoids" (to the tune of "Feelings"), "Puffy the Perineum," "Am I Laboring Tonight?", "If I Could Put Pit in Your Bottle," "Red is the Color of Her Pubic Hair" (true redheads are notorious bleeders after delivery, and red pubic hair is a warning to the smart nurse to have Methergine, and possibly Hemabate, in her pocket beforehand),"Ain't No Sunshine When She's One (that would be one centimeter)," etc. Also, something might be done with "Guantanamera"--"Uno centimeter, solamente uno centimeter..." Somebody suggested to me tonight when we were discussing the whole idea that Beethoven's Fifth (Dum, dum, dum, DUM) could be turned into Epi-du-RAL. Etc., Etc. I could play keyboard. Neak and I could sing the songs. We already know the guy with the recording studio. But I'd have to collect the musical scores for all the songs so I could see exactly what silly poetry we could make fit into it, and I just can't seem to get a round Toit, so it does nothing but fester in the back of my mind. But it sure would be fun to do!
Off to bed for Hydrant Susan. I'm pooped.
t&l
P.S. The weepy pt. I spoke about earlier told me I was wonderful when I said good-bye this morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I think the anesthetist, along with the epidural, gave her some rose-colored glasses!! She sure was happier afterwards than she was before... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to sign out for the weekend, unless is Q _ _ _ _ at work Sat/Sun nocs and I have a chance to log on. My DSTBX daughter-in-law is coming tomorrow to spend a day or 2 or 3 with us, and what little wake time I have to be with her, I can't see spending it on the computer. She lives far away and we see her too seldom, and never for long enough, so for a change I'm going to spend some of my non-work time fully-clothed, out of my bedroom, and reacting directly with a real live human being! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Have a nice weekend everybody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Soon to be ex-daughter in law? Sounds like it could be another story!
Have a restful weekend!
t&l,
Soon to be ex-daughter in law? Sounds like it could be another story!
Have a restful weekend!
Couldn't resist a quick drive-by snooping on my way to do some online bill paying! Of course there's a story there. Do we do any other kind? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Unfortunately, this one doesn't have a happy ending, unless seen through the eyes of faith (or foolishness, depending on your point of view). I'm going with the faith angle, personally. I refuse to believe that the God who saved Flard's life while he was still a fetus (the whole angel/car crash thing), preserved it just so it could be lost now. Still, I wouldn't mind if God hurried things up a bit!!!!!!!!!! I know this will surprise you, but I have to confess that patience has never been my strong suit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak, I'm coming over to your house after I go to the Dr. and get some groceries (not from the Dr.). You need to get off that computer and fix me a treat!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm hungry. Also, I'll call you from Super Wal-Mart for your grocery list, if you've got one made out for me. Then when I get to your house, we can trade. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> This thing needs a batting eyelash emoticon. batbatbatbatflutterflutterflutter...
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Maybe I should just post a grocery list on here, since your thread multitasks in so many different ways...
Haha. I'll call. Do you really want to list all those feminine hygiene products and prophylactics on such a public forum? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Oh, get real. Like I'm going to buy that stuff for her!! I'm easily embarrassed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, as you all well know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. No need to make any snarky remarks at me, dearDEAR Neak. I'm turning off the computer and leaving the house the very instant I post this! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Bet you still see this before you go....
Bet you still see this before you go....
You lost. What do I win? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Got to the Dr.'s office to find out he wasn't coming in this afternoon after all, but nobody bothered to tell me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Pep asked what pi$$e$ me off. Well, here's one--a 60-mile round-trip exercise in futility when I could've been home ON MY ONE DAY OFF, either sleeping or doing something useful. This is the guy I recommended to Neak to deliver her DD6, so I'm willing to cut him slack this time, but it had better not happen again or I'm switching my affections to somebody else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm off to lalaland in LaLa Land. Sweet dreams.
t&l
Ahhhhhhhhh...the perks of being the thread starter!!!
Pep slips quietly in and changes the thread topic....very, very funny stuff!!! Further proof of how dangerous a mind can be while on vacation!!
Am I the only one who noticed?
In case of another sneak attack...it says this -
thndrnliting's list of feminine hygiene products*
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
No, you are NOT the only one who noticed. I guess I should be glad she didn't call it the list of prophylactics instead! And I am so not making a suggestion for change!!!
Couldn't get ahold of Neak to tell her. She's either in the shower and getting ready for church, or else she's seen the thread title change, and is under the bed with her head wrapped in a bag. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That would be in the shower getting ready for church, and then under the bed with my head in a bag.
I had a little wrestling match with Neak this morning and made her remove her bag once she got to church. (It didn't match her outfit!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, for once I lucked out in the behavior dept. The preacher today was reading from the Bible about Mary Magdalene washing Jesus' feet with her tears and wiping them with her long hair. I was just sitting there quietly following along when I heard him say, "...and wiped his feet with the hair of her hands..." I had this sudden, unfortunate vision of this hairy-knuckled woman (the first documented sighting of a werewolf, I guess), with long flowing tresses covering her fingers, and I could feel this snort rising up in me, like a big bubble of swamp gas. I shot a quick glance over my shoulder, to see Neaksis behind me, her head bowed, and her face quietly turning purple, but Neak herself had stepped out of the sanctuary momentarily and there was no rude noise from the rear to egg me on, so I was able to remain silent. I buried my face in the neck of the nearest grandchild and sat there until I was in control of myself. Did OK until about 15 min. later when those stupid hairy knuckles unexpectedly wafted past my field of vision one more time, but with all my usual accomplices in crime sitting sedately behind me and engrossed in the sermon, I was once again able to remain outwardly appropriate for my surroundings. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I suppose that means I'll do nothing but get into mischief the rest of the day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Gotta go to Neaksis' house and see if DIL has finally arrived. Besides, I'm hungry. All that unnatural self-control really works up an appetite. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Adventists I hope - 'cause I passed a liquor store today and noticed that it was closed - and have been having this really strange feeling that I slept through saturday and this is Sunday.
Well, now it is, cause it's after midnight.
Please tell me you went to church on Saturday. Please!
-AD
have been having this really strange feeling that I slept through saturday and this is Sunday. Please tell me you went to church on Saturday. Please!
Bad news AD. It's Monday morning and you're really, really late for work. Better rise and shine before you get into any more trouble than you already are! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Yes, Adventists. What besides the vegetarianism and Saturday church gave us away? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I have taken off my Bible class teacher cloak of dignity, (although since I'm teaching kids between the ages of 8-11 the cloak occasionally slips a bit anyway) and returned to being a humor-seeking Mrs.sile. A question for Bible students. How do you reconcile the Bible texts that say "A merry heart doeth good like a medicine," and "Sorrow is better than laughter, for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better"? Does laughing till I cry count? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I might try to log on again later with another splash of cold water from the Pool of Introspection, but I've got some charting to get done first, and since that's what I'm actually getting paid to do I guess I'd better hop to it.
t&l
What a relief!
I guess then tomorrow is Monday and not Tuesday.
BTW, there is an Adventist college here. Everybody I've ever met associated with that place are excellent folks. I used to take piano lessons from the head of the music department there (when I was 16). Once I had car trouble and I had to beat off the volunteer mechanics with a stick. Just in the last couple of years I was sitting one day in the tire store waiting for my car and an elderly black lady gave me a tract - about Sabbath Keeping. I'm sure I'm in trouble, cause I was doing yard work both yesterday and today.
Whenever I think about that commandment on sabbath-keeping, I think most people ignore the first part.
I, at least, need to be reminding to do the 6 days of work first.
So, I'd better go rest for 7 hours and go start my first day of work.
For
two whole weeks I have not looked at the MB forum at work! Lets see if I can make it three.
-AD
Some famous song or phrase or something talks about a "song without words." Well, I'm going offer a short synopsis of my interminable life instead, without words.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> (we're right about here) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Gotta go. My pt. isn't having enough pain yet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />, so I'm going to take my magic multi-tasking fingers and turn up her medication. She'll be grateful later. OK, so it'll be a LOT later!! Going to Neaksis' house in the AM for one more visit with DSTBXDIL before I go to bed so I probably won't be back until tonight at work, and then only if it's Q! Have fun today without me.
t&l
A lot of the time this thread reminds me for all the world of talking to my husband. He and I live in a B'rer Rabbit and B'rer Fox world...and every story ends with these words: "And the tar baby said nothing."
I enjoy hearing from everybody who posts, although obviously I haven't always enjoyed hearing what was posted. C'est la vie. I can live with it if you can. I'd tell a joke but I've got to go harrass my pt. again. Besides it gets me a break from all the discussion of breasts going on at the nursing station. Augmentations, reductions, tumors, nipple placement, firm vs. saggy, etc., etc., etc. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> They're all much younger than I am, and none of them have reached the ol' baseball in a sock stage! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What does a 90-year old woman have between her breasts that a 20-year old does not? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
A belly button. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> (I may have stolen this from an old Idiotville post, but couldn't remember exactly where I'd heard it when all the titty talk enveloped me in it's capacious bosom this morning!)
WILL THIS !@(#p#$**&#$!*o@ NIGHT EVER END?????????!!! How can it be only 5AM when I've been here forever and ever and ever? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Speaking of bosoms, I think tonight the milk of human kindness has curdled in mine. All I've got left is sour cottage cheese. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> My excellent facade, however, remains intact, and nobody else knows what's going on in my head. Just me...and potentially the entire internet. But nobody else!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I want to keep it a secret, after all!
t&l
This is my very very very VERY first time posting... and you'll NEVER ever ever guess who it is! ME. The DSTBXDIL or whatever it is you guys call soon-to-be former daughter-in-law. I'm proud of myself for figuring out how to sign on to this site, with a little bit of help from neaksis. Goodness knows it took too long--slow internet connection.
Well, sorry I have to go, the eldest grimlin of Neaksis' offered to give me a vunderbar backrub <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> but I thought I'd just pop in and say "Hey." Hey. Neaksis is going to help me fix my backdrop on the webpage. I'll check in later and write something substantial, get it off my chest, or what is left. Chow!
Welcome Gell!!
Do I have this straight....t&l's DIL and Neak's SIL?
Speaking of bosoms, I think tonight the milk of human kindness has curdled in mine. All I've got left is sour cottage cheese.
Hope your morning ended better than where you left off and you had a good visit with gellnjen. I am a frequent silent visitor here.
Yes, indeedy. Neak's and Neaksis' DSIL, and my DDIL, a few legal technicalities not withstanding.
No time to post anything of significance or length. The inmates are ruling the asylum tonight at work, and with only 1-1/2 hrs. left of the 12-hr. shift, it's obvious I'm not going to get an actual break, so I granted myself a brief respite from charting to play on the computer for a few minutes (and sit down!). I admire AD for his computer restraint at work, even though I lack his self-control and will power.
For the last several hrs., my feet have been threatening to smack me silly if I don't start being nice to them. At least now they can't say I didn't give them a rest, even if it was only for 15 minutes.
I've asked all the other nurses tonight, "Tell me again, WHY was it we became nurses in the first place?" Nobody had an answer... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Speaking of bosoms, I think tonight the milk of human kindness has curdled in mine. All I've got left is sour cottage cheese.
Hope your morning ended better than where you left off and you had a good visit with gellnjen. I am a frequent silent visitor here.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> A tar baby SAID
something! Oh, boy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Hi, FF. Let's CHAT!!! Cute pix of your little ones at the wedding. Was the last 1/2 of the book good, too? As far as the whole cottage cheese thing...I've just plain quit lactating tonight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> 7AM cannot come soon enough.
I stayed up very late yesterday so all Neaksis, DDIL, all 6 grandkids, 2 babysitting subjects of Neaksis', and I could go out to Denny's for brunch, so am very sleepy tonight. But we had a lot of fun, and even got complimented by some of the older customers on how good the kids were, so it was a good morning except for the sleep part! Today I'm going straight to sleep when I get home, and I'm not getting up till I'm ready, or until it's time to go to work...whichever comes 1st!
t&l
I haven't finished the book yet. My opportunity for reading is nil sometimes. I did read for about 10 minutes last night but needed sleep, LOL I love the book, it is very exciting and well written.
All right, Neak. Your book is putting people to sleep!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You'd better be planning on how to spice up the next one, lest a plague of somnolence spread over the land. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Wouldn't that make some GREAT commercial endorsements?! "Read this book, and you'll never need a bedtime sedative again!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Malchus--the most exciting book you'll ever z-z-z-z-z-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..." Help me out here. I'm sure there are more blurbs we could come up with along that theme, but I'm too sleepy to think of them. Hm-m-m. I have read the book. I am also very sleepy. You may have something there, FF!
t&l
It is a tad bit weird posting on a site that my in-laws are on, but originally thndr invited me to view you_neak's posts to help me in my relationship to her son. The tools I have learned on here have been invaluable, and being able to make contact, even though no one else can see me, but to read other people's stories have given me encouragement. This is WAY better than TV. I have been in Europe the past six weeks and while there I took every chance I got to log on, but my last week and a half I was hikking the Swiss Alps and wasn't able to access internet, so it was with glee that I returned to the states and promptly logged on and caught up in the sub-life of the MB family.
Since this site is sort of about Thndr's life, and although I am REALLY late in posting, I thought I would answer, from an outsider's perspective, of who she is today--not who she was back a long time ago, but who she is today. She, like the rest of us, is a product of her past, but I'd like to think stronger for it.
I remember the very first day I met her. I was driving in with her son, my future husband, and I was really nervous! I saw her through the insect-encrusted windshield walk out onto the veranda and wait for us to finish parking. My stomach was in knots, I wanted to impress this lady whose son I was in love with! Her long dark hair was hanging down, and as always, I'm sure she was exhausted from a long night at the hospital, but she was a fierce sight. I think she is from the long line of Amazon women, because all she was missing was her white tunic <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />. D, her son, my love, squeezed my hand and said it would be all right, and then he jumped out of the car, and the biggest bear hug between them ensued, and I soon was enveloped as well into her voluptuous bosom <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />.
We walked into the house, and Cherie, D's Grandmother's dog, was yipping up a storm, and Thndr nonchalantly and yet loudly stated, "Cherie is French for 'You Stupid Dog'". Being a dunce and not thinking on my feet and totally unaccustomed to the family's sense of humor, I flatly stated that MY middle name was Cherie! Thndr looked me up and down and boy I about died on the spot of embarassment--back then it was embarassing, now it just gives me a smile because I understand her a lot better.
From my perspective, although I've never actually talked to her about it (should I wait to post this until AFTER I leave from visitation? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) I don't think we really liked each other at first--at least I didn't feel like I could relate to her or really the family, that I was an outsider who could never quite belong, even after marriage to her son, so I set out on a campaign to try and belong, even if just for my husband's sake. In my trying too hard, I finally realized that somehow, in a weirdly odd way, I DID belong. This exhausted woman, with a great sense of humor, who sometimes seemed on the caustic side, was really a megalithic giant who loved and loves her family fiercely, who would do anything for any one of us, including me, who would take the shirt off her back if it meant that she could relieve the pain and stress of life, who is the most loyal friend and mother and mother-in-law one could ever wish for, who only wants to see us succeed, whose love sometimes seems to just overflow and just her comfort could make me dissolve in tears, because she understands me, my situation, and even when she doesn't, she doesn't let our differences cast shadows on our relationship, because relationships are the most important thing to her. The two most important things to her are 1) God and 2) family, and her life centers around those two aspects. Even though D and I are supposedly someday getting a divorce (he's got the papers), I feel comfortable enough to come around the family and FEEL like family, and my relationship with everyone here is something I never ever want to give up--they are too much fun and interesting and I feel priviledged to finally belong.
Neaksis made breakfast, and my stomach is growling, so I will stop my probably humiliation of m.-in-law <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> because she really is a humble person-- but I love you thndrnlitng, the family, and I always want to be a part of it, even if not married to D.
Bad girl. Bad girl. How on earth do you expect me to go to sleep NOW, with my nose all stuffed up with the tears that didn't come out of my eyes when I read what you wrote? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Thank you, my dear, for your very kind words. I love you too, even if your middle name IS French for "You stupid dog." Did I ever tell you how shocked and absolutely horrified I was when you said that was your middle name? That idiot Flard never mentioned any such thing, and I was just making a joke about a dog who disliked me every bit as much as I disliked her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I was able to get not just a toe, but my whole foot in my mouth that time, and without using a shoehorn or crowbar either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Pretty funny now, though, isn't it?
"Vuluptuous" bosom? Ha! Don't I wish? My bosom is fat, and let's just say it has long since begun to answer the siren call of gravity. YOURS is vuluptuous. There IS a difference! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I didn't dislike you. I just thought you were too young to know your own mind (she was just turned 18 when they married; he was 24), wouldn't stick with the marriage in the long run, and poor Flard would get his heart broken. How could I have anticipated that HE would be the one to go belly up in a most spectacular fashion (story later--I'm not getting started on that one now!), and be the "break-er" instead of the "break-ee"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
If you ever decide you want to stop belonging to this family, you will have to contact Lemonman and have yourself surgically excised with one of his scalpels...because none of us (except, at least temporarily, that idiot husband of yours--and we haven't given up on him yet, either!) is gonna give you up any other way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> So there.
t&l
P.S. If you were going on home from here, I wouldn't have suggested that you spend your last weekend with your folks with us instead; but since you're spending the rest of the summer with them, if they feel they can spare you to us for Sabbath, don't forget you're invited. I'd like to see you for a day when I'm actually awake, and with a germ of intelligence in my head!
Flard asked me, no BEGGED me to change my middle name from Cherie to ANYTHING else because of "Take-and-Bake" Cherie. If that is any consolation between you and him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> . Of course, I couldn't because my name means something to ME even if not to anyone else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
That was always something that bothered me about Flard was his ability to never settle down or make up his mind or take sides on any issue, whereas I was always the goal-oriented one who pushed for a game plan and a path to follow. I guess if the marriage was doomed (which it wasn't doomed, but some Flard made a choice to kill/squelch it), I'm glad it was not me proving you right <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />. Even though I was barely 18, I knew what I was doing in marrying him even though I wasn't mature enough in so many ways, we could and did work through it together, and thankfully my immaturity was not the downfall between us. I truly would not regret it today if things were the way they used to be between Flard and I. This past January 3, our fourth-year anniversary, I wore my going-away outfit from the wedding and ended up crying most of the day <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />. Anyway, it is very hard to keep a straight face and type "F.L.A.R.D." What a name! Sweet dreams.
Ah, is THAT what it's called? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
See also billowing, enveloping, roomy, cushiony...I'd better quit. I'm starting to sound like a Mayberry RFD Aunt Bea look-alike, which would be a serious overstatement of my, um, profile! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Heaving? No, no heaving, I'm afraid. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Flard asked me, no BEGGED me to change my middle name from Cherie to ANYTHING else because of "Take-and-Bake" Cherie. If that is any consolation between you and him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> . Of course, I couldn't because my name means something to ME even if not to anyone else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Well, if it's any comfort to you, the name meant a lot to Nana, too. That's why she gave it to her precious, oogums-woogums doggie, and would tell anybody who was interested and lots who weren't that it was French for "sweetheart." Boy, would that dog have ever had a different name if it'd been left up to me to pick it for her! YOU, on the other hand, are a sweetheart, and don't have to change it for anybody. Just ignore the fact that it's been sullied by a (now-deceased) miserable toy French poodle, and continue to be what your parents meant to express when they gave you that name in the first place.
This past January 3, our fourth-year anniversary, I wore my going-away outfit from the wedding and ended up crying most of the day <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />.
OK, now you're making me sad again. I would've made you laugh if I'd known you were "down." You know I could've, too, even if we'd ended up crying both before and after we laughed!! What a pest. That would be Flard, not you, just in case the previous sentence was ambiguous.
Anyway, it is very hard to keep a straight face and type "F.L.A.R.D." What a name!
Well, he was little when he got the nickname, at which point nobody was visualizing a 28-yr. old Flardulous McBarf, so it didn't sound quite as silly at the time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I read something tonight which is either some very deep, wise advice, or the biggest bunch of malarkey I've ever heard in my life. I think I'm ambivalent about the right definition...but I'm not sure! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Here it is: somebody else can decide...
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened."
Wouldn't the lives of many MBers be simplified and improved if that could be easily applied to their situations? Nice philosphy. But reality? That's a bit trickier, isn't it?
t&l
I feel like I'm sitting in on somebody else's family reunion.
... and kinda wishing it was my family.
Now, T&L, you dont' have any spare daughters do you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I know you got one almost-spare DIL, but that doesn't count, cause you're going to straighten Flard out sooner or later and then she be "taken" again.
I'm just enjoying the overspray.
-AD
Well, I wish you were part of our family, too. After all those years as a frustrated only child, I think expansion is a good thing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Give me credit for consistency, too. I'm certainly applying that philosophy to my hips!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
No extra unattached females, though. Neaksis is it. And she's got the 3 albatrossi (plural for albatross--I made it up, in case anybody's tempted to believe me and try to use it themselves) around her neck. Her adoptees are smart, and funny, and cute...and SO screwed up by what their sperm and egg donors did to them. She said, "When DS3 is 18, I'll only be 37. That's not too old, is it?" Gr-r-r-r. I will wish for you (and all the others, too) that you find someone to love you who has as faithful a heart to you, as Neaksis has for 3 little lives which foundered on the rocks of their parents' selfishness and neglect. Sometimes I get angry that their futures were salvaged at the expense of Neaksis' own life, but I love them, too, and Neaksis made this choice with full awareness of what it would cost her, so I really can't complain. There was a good family friend who was interested in her a few years back, but he was lured away by a book with a VERY flashy cover, never realizing that the story inside was a horror tale. He told me not long ago that every time he saw Neaksis he couldn't help but contrast her loyalty to someone else's children, with the faithlessness of his ex-wife to him, and to the son they had together. I'm not the only one who exemplifies the proverb, "Too soon old, too late smart." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'll sign off for now. Flard is supposed to be done with the Great Arizona Toad Hunt, and I promised I'd call him back before he went to bed. I think he just wants to know why his wife is visiting us. Let 'im sweat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Count me as another one who is enjoying learning what great relationships you have with your adult children, including you DDIL! You are truly blessed.
It does my heart good to see this, and it's what I hope to have with my future DIL's. Not that I'm in ANY hurry, because my boys are 11 & 12! At their level of maturity (and my husband says males on his side of the family are late bloomers!), they shouldn't get married until they are in their late 30's or 40's! I am doing my best to raise decent future men....I feel I owe it to the future women they come in contact - I have my work cut out for me!!!
My own mother died over 22 years ago, so unfortunately I didn't have a chance to know her as an adult. I was in a rebelious stage at that point, and didn't appreciate her very much - who KNEW she would die so young???
Which brings me to a "funny" laughing in church story. It was at her funeral. My father was the regular church goer - my mother only went on major holidays. My sisters and I went to church with dad on a regular basis. He was also on different boards within church, far more active than just attending church.
So you can imagine my surprise when the minister was naming surviving family members during the funeral service and he called my father "Bob". My father's name isn't Bob or anything close! When I heard that I burst out laughing in the respectfully silent congregation.
Dead silence followed! Of coure I tried explaining myself to my family surrounding me....but nobody else heard it!
Oh well, I thought - since mom didn't attend often I could understand him not getting her name straight....but my father - it was way toooooooo much!
Yes, I am blessed, and very, very thankful. I had some interesting battles with my kids when they were in their teens, especially with Neak and Neakbro. When Flard hit that point of burgeoning and totally unwarranted self-confidence, I just told him, "Look, I've already done this with your brother and your sister, and you need to believe that I'm ready for you, too." And we rubbed along pretty well the rest of the time. Neaksis never really had an argumentative stage. I guess she saved her uncooperativeness for her dad when he wanted her to abandon (at 17-22) her interest in the children she finally adopted at 25. I was usually her buffer against his anger, but she was able to hold her own just fine, too, when she had to. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> But now they're grown, and their companionship is a richly sufficient reward for anything and everything difficult that has ever happened to me. Neak, if you have time you may post the picture of the four of you in your outfits I made. They were SO cute!!!!!!!!!! (I meant the kids, although the outfits weren't bad, either.) Now my babies are all old and used up, but the habit of love is hard to break, so I'm keeping them around anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
My own MIL has given up on not liking me. After 34 years, I guess she's figured I'm not going anywhere, but she has always preferred the ex-spouses to the ones her children have currently. (3 for the older brother, and 2 for the younger sister) When I was pregnant with Neaksis, and about 5 months along, she came for a visit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, and when I walked out to say hello it was the first time she realized we were having another baby. Her greeting words were, "Are you pregnant AGAIN?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Later, HP told her not to worry about any more children because he was going to have a vasectomy after the baby was born, to which she voiced vigorous opposition. "Don't do that," she said. " When you remarry, your next wife will want children. Let Susan get her tubes tied." So he dropped the subject, but went ahead got himself snicked when Neaksis was a baby, without his mother ever knowing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Then he came home and passed out in the bathroom between the toilet and the sink/cabinet. Do you know how hard it is to pull an adult male out of a cramped spot like that when you've recently delivered, you're all alone in the house...and doubled over with laughter?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Went down like a tree, he did. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Kerplunk. Sorry--hope I don't sound TOO cruel and mean, but the sympathy store was closed at the time, and I myself was fresh out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Hey, Pep, some OTHER-deprecating humor for a change!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />Do you like it any better than the other kind? I'm not sure it's an improvement, myself!
At any rate, I always wanted be as good a MIL to my children's spouses as my own parents were to HP. Well, maybe not THAT good. I've already said I felt as if, in a sense, my mom ditched me in favor of making him feel welcomed and supported. So I've tried to follow their example and not treat my inlaws the way I was treated myself.
I sympathize with you entirely for laughing at your mother's funeral. Too bad Neak and I weren't there, because I can pretty much guarantee that we would've snorted right along with you, if for no other reason than the incongruity of your unexpected lapse from acceptable behavior norms. And three people snorting are a LOT worse, and harder to conceal, than a single embarrassed person who wants to shut up as quickly as possible! At my mother's funeral, there was nobody to think it was funny with me, and I'm the only one who caught the preacher's unconcious foray into humor,so I didn't make any noise. Of course, the explanation could be less self-control than the fact it was a bazillion degrees below zero and my laugh was frozen solid in my throat before it could ever emerge. WI in February is not a hospitable place, especially to Californians. My "winter" coat might as well have been made from gossamer and moonbeams for all the protection and warmth it afforded me. Br-r-r-r. Mid-Westerners, I salute your bravery. Really I do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I wanted to tell about the other time I behaved well under great provocation (it involves a virus I'll bet NOBODY, including all the medical people on this site) has ever heard of, but I had to spend too much time in giving two metaphorical enemas to my constipated paper shredder, so I'm going to bed for a hot date with the sandman. It's going to be 103 today. Of COURSE it's gonna be a hot date. What did you THINK I meant? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So you can imagine my surprise when the minister was naming surviving family members during the funeral service and he called my father "Bob". My father's name isn't Bob or anything close! When I heard that I burst out laughing in the respectfully silent congregation.
CSue, that was probably a good release for you too. Sorry about the loss of your mom so young. When my sister got m'd the minister called her Janet and her name is no where near Janet. My other sister who was the maid of honor could not stop laughing. We still occasionally call her "Janet" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I've heard that, young or old, you're never ready to lose your mother. Mine was 89 when she died, and it was too doggone soon. She was too young to go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I used to make a joke, when we were having a rough time of something or other, "I want to go home to my mother." I don't do that any more, but I often have it spring to my tongue before I can stop it...just in time. I miss my mother.
You girls won't miss me too much if you just aim carefully, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Besides, my family is very long-lived. With my luck, I'll still be alive AND WORKING WHEN I'm 90. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Sigh.
t&l
t&l,
I envy your gene pool! My mother was 51 when she died, and her mother was 41 when she died!!!
My sister at 47 is the oldest surviving person on my mother's side. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!
FF,
You're right about the emotional release. I have had the lifelong unfortunate habit of laughing under pressure. It gives a very bad impression.
I was fired from Pizza Hut when I was 16 because I kept dropping pitchers of beer/coke etc off my tray onto people's laps. And then I would burst out laughing afterwards... I have always envied those professional waitresses who balance so much on their enormous trays.
CSue:
Dropping pichers of coke on someone's lap IS funny...
...but BEER? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
...unless it's one of them fizzy yellow ones, I suppose!
-ol' 2long
2long,
Remember when Pizza Hut's were restaurants? We served Cooooold beer in those heavy gallon glass pitchers....tap beer...yes it was a crime!
Since it happened more than once I was too expensive to keep around. The restaurant had to comp the entire meal to try to make it up to the customers, and no one could explain the laughter...I certainly tried by telling them that NO I didn't think it was funny - I was just sooo nervous, it was spontaneous!
If it makes you feel better, it was Bud/Bud Light! Not the good stuff served nowadays!
t&l,
I envy your gene pool! My mother was 51 when she died, and her mother was 41 when she died!!!
Besides, maybe your gene pool is very deep, while mine is just lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ong. We certainly are at the mercy of whatever happens to be in our gene pools, though. When they were having all that titty talk at work the other night, it eventually meandered around to breast self-examinations, and everyone was very shocked to find out I never do one on myself. "But you're a NURSE............" So? Breast exams aren't part of the nurses' creed, the last I looked. No need to scold me about it. The MD does that for me every 5 yrs.or so when I see a Dr. about something and he's reminded that I don't do that. Mammograms either. Ouch. Nobody in my family has had breast cancer. The women in my mother's family tended to get uterine cancer in their 50s, but I had a hysterectomy when I was 32 or so, so my risk factor is long gone. I realize it's possible for me to get it, but it's way less likely than that I'll fall asleep on the road, or smack into a tree driving too fast trying to get to work on time, so I just don't worry about it. Nor do I stop working. And yet there are other women who have to have prophylactic bilateral mastectomies when they're young because their risk is so very high. Blasted gene pools. We're certainly at their mercy, aren't we? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Please accept my sympathy about your mom. When you're 18, 51 seems very old, and very far away. But having SHOT past that watermark year already, I know now that 51-yr. olds have a lot of living left in them, and I'm sorry your mom didn't get to stay around to enjoy those years with you. I hope you have a beautiful eternity together to make up for it.
You're right about the emotional release. I have had the lifelong unfortunate habit of laughing under pressure. It gives a very bad impression.
Yes, it DOES give a very bad impression. Which is so very, very unfortunate, because it FEELS so
good. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> There has apparently been so much misunderstanding about hospital personnel (ER, etc.) laughing and offending waiting and worried family members that many, if not all, emergency rooms have a sign posted in the waiting area basically telling people that this is a high-stress area for hospital staff, that laughter is a stress release for the people who work there, and that at times it may seem inappropriate to onlookers, but WE'RE NOT LAUGHING AT YOU!
Gotta go to Neaksis' house and trade cars again before I go to work. I'm bored with being me. May I be somebody else for awhile? Preferably somebody who lives by the ocean, in a temperate climate, has a nice figure and no wrinkles or gray hair, and has somebody else pay their bills? Just for a week or so? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And while I'm being you, you can clean my house! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes that's it!
Laughter is a stress release...I hadn't thought of it that way - Yipee!
Also thank you for your kind words about my mother. You're going to think I'm nuts to hear me say this.....but I was at peace with her and she had peace with with me after she died.
I was very surprised to feel this sense of overwhelming acceptance after she died. It was as though she had to be on the other side in order to see everything clearly. It was lovely. Here's the crazy part. At the grave site, during that service - I had this "knowing" that she was sitting on the tree limb above my head, happily swinging her legs as she looked on at all of us.
I couldn't prove it obviously, but I KNOW it!
So you're bored with you??? When's the last time you took a really fun vacation???
t&l, tell Neak I finished the book! Stayed up until 11:00 last night because I could not put it down. I must be getting old, I used to be able to read huge novels in record time...now it takes me weeks to finish anything. It was exciting and well written. I look forward to the next one.
Csue, I bet it was comforting to know your mom was there.
Mrs. McBARF here, having just arrived from my long drive home after another busy day at the orifice. I was happily driving along the highway, when suddenly with barely enough warning to pull off to the side of the road and leap out, I, um, ah, er, recycled my supper from last night...right into a paper plate I was lucky enough to have in the van. And all I can say is, "It sure tasted way LOTS better the first time it passed through my lips!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Love may be wonderful the second time around. Supper is not. You don't see anybody writing any nifty-wifty songs about THAT, do you? Not even I, who concocted the soon-to-be hit, "Red Is the Color of Her Pubic Hair," would try to tackle that one. I have no idea what was wrong, or why it happened. How do you get food poisoning from asparagus and Spanish rice, for Pete's sake? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I've got to get to bed and try to sleep off whatever it was, but if I am forced to worship at the porcelain shrine even one more time today, I'm calling in sick tonight!
Glad you liked the book, FF. She does have a way with words, doesn't she, as well as a vivid imagination? We didn't call her Diarrhea Elzablatt when she was little because she was so silent, reserved, and aloof, after all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll tell you about my "fun" later, CSue. Right now, my stomach wants to lie down, and my body must, of necessity, accompany it to bed. If I stay sick, Neaksis, maybe you can come over and hold the bowl for me, stroke my head tenderly, and swab my face and lips with a cool cloth? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis HATES, as in cannot tolerate, stand, abide, endure, bear, or survive, hearing someone vomit. That's what would make her so perfect for the job! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Doing things you don't like builds character, after all, and she's not enough of a character yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Let me tell you, when her little adoptees get the flu and the pukes, they're out of luck for any one-on-one attention from Mama while they're tossing their cookies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Soothing, consoling, cuddling all come AFTERWARDS. She could never be a nurse! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I'm an anti-mucous person myself. Other things are OK, but please, NO gargles and spits. I could never be a respiratory therapist. When I was pregnant with Neakbro, and still an ICU nurse, I was called in one night because we'd had a young pregnant woman collapse and go into respiratory arrest and they were short-staffed because they also had a man whose esophagus had ruptured while he was eating a pastrami sandwich. The two of them were each in our unit at the same time, and on ventilators, for 2+ months. The old man eventually died. The young mother lived, and so did her baby, who just plopped out in the bed one day, which seriously startled the ICU nurse who lifted up the covers to see what was going on. Up till that point, pretty much nothing I saw or heard in the hospital grossed me out, but with my sensitive pregnant stomach, and all that tracheal suctioning I did to keep their respiratory passages clear, by the time their cases were resolved I could no longer deal with other people's mucous, and 31 years later I've still never have gotten over it, either. How pathetic is that, for a nurse? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Yikes, not only is it horrible to be you (puking) I even feel sorry for Neaksis!
My OS is chronically car sick. I have had to pull over fast like you in order to give him the luxury of puking on the curb!
In the meantime you can be thinking of all the dream vacations you'd like to take!! Carry-on
So, when will you tell "The Rest of the Story"? I almost forgot where you were even at... so the story of asking "Stan" to take neak and H didn't work out, and hmmm... you never DID finish the story of your True Love did you? I'll await Story Hour with IMPATIENCE <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You're not the only one! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
But I'm afraid to ask for more.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sorry. It's just been a really hectic couple of wks., and besides, I was waiting for the shark bites to heal before venturing back into The Pool of Introspection. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I haven't exactly forgotten. I've just been very distracted.
Maybe it will be Q _ _ _ _ over the weekend. Goodness knows it feels like we've delivered every person in the tri-county area within the last few days!! How many more can there be? Don't tell me. I don't want to know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I have until tomorrow night at 6:45 to remain in blissful ignorance of whatever hideous fate awaits me.
t&l
t&l
ok. I'll wait <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
You're not the only one! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
But I'm afraid to ask for more.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Please don't let all this talk about Amazons fool you. I'm 5'2" on a tall day, 57 years old, and just a harmless, woolly little old girl sheep. Why sheep? "Ewe's not fat, ewe's fluffy!" Can't say I wouldn't hurt a fly, cuz I squash those suckers any chance I get, but unless you're a thousand-eyed winged pest (or a wasp, cockroach, earwig, etc.) you are
perfectly safe with me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I actually prefer people to respond. If I wanted to talk to the walls, I'd just go home and do it directly, thank you very much. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So ask away. Just don't chew me out for a past I can't change now anyway. That's frustrating, and doesn't accomplish anything productive, so what's the use? See you later when I can get online with a little time to think and write. Nice weekend to everybody.
t&l
hey t&l, I'm always here on the weekends. For a while now I haven't been able to access MB from work, and I have a lot of work, so I only get to read in the evenings and on weekends.
I find you story fascinating and you and all your family and even in laws are such great writers!
I am also in the nedical field so I understand a lot of what you talk about...
and I'm a woman, a mom etc
So please tell me (and all the others) the next chapter in your story.
Maybe some day I'll share one of my chapters
Today was a great day. Neaksis, her kids, HP, and I all attend the same church. Neak goes to one closer to her house, but today they all came to our church to help HP out with the church service since he wanted to have a lot of songs. I played the piano and organ (Not simultaneously; that's too much multitasking, even for me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />); Neak played the piano and sang; Neaksis helped with singing and kid control; FWH and my dad were there, and it was just a beautiful break from all the hassles and troubles we've been through lately. FWH was attentive and kind to Neak (even DDIL commented during her visit last wk. on how different he was than usual). There was no awkwardness between the adults, and we visited and laughed just like we did back in the olden days before things started going downhill. I realize there will be tough times ahead for all of us, but it was still nice to have a lovely break from all of it, just for a little while. This lasted until 2 of the boys decided to "liberate" some gum held captive in Neak's purse and got caught, unfortunately not until AFTER they'd managed to lock the keys in the car in the hurry of their attempted escape. However, their malfeasance did buy the rest of the kids banana splits and a movie tonight while Mr. Perpetrator #1 and Mr. Perpetrator #2 got to not only go to bed early and miss the treat, but to have the privilege tomorrow of harvesting (by hand) star thistles growing on the property. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> No devil's workshop in their (not-so) idle hands tomorrow!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Not too bad at work numbers-wise, but we've got somebody losing a baby to extreme prematurity tonight, and it's my job to take pictures and get footprints when it's over, so I'd better go see how close we are.
t&l
Hmmmm. Where to start??? This thread needs a new title ASAP, that's what!
Uh, Mom, have you taken your blood pressure medication already?
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The shopping list will need to be changed a little.
Are you ready? Here goes.
April is a lovely month...
How long exactly till April????????????????
OOOOOH April is gooood!
-AD
Although March could be nice, too.
Well, lets see April was 3 months ago, and 12-3 is ...
OK, so April was 4 months ago. Who's counging (that's counting) anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Cong rat (u late?) tions!
Yes, cong rat (i late!!!!) tions. More blushy faces.......
I guess you MUST have had a lovely day, although that wasn't what I had in mind when I gave a previous post that particular title. OK, you've already got DS#1 "So This Is What It Feels Like Without a Condom," DD#2 "Spermicidal Failure," and DS#3 "Rubber Blowout." What's THIS one going to be named? I'd pretend to be surprised, but I saw this coming a mile off! All I can say is, THIS HAD BETTER BE A GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Now I'm going to take my blood pressure and lie down. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Actually I'm going to wash dishes and mow the lawn. I'm afraid to take my blood pressure and I don't have time to lie down. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have no idea how this happened.
Now seriously Neak, the most wonderful thing (if "thing" can be applied in this case) in the world is a baby. I wish I (er, my wife actually) had a bunch more. We were out today (with our single 4.75 year old child and ran into a family with 5 kids). The Dad said, "Oh, people say kids are a lot of bother, but really they aren't. We just take whatever God gives us." The wife was silent, LOL.
Best wishes to you and yours!
-AD
I have no idea how this happened.
That's what I tried to tell your grandma after all of you came along like beads on a string. She suggested I get some classes. Come visit me. I'll teach you. I thought I already had, but apparently not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Your facts were not quite accurate. DS #1 was "So This Is What It Feels Like With Nothing At All", DD #2 was "Wow, You Really Can Get Pregnant Without Having Actual Intercourse", and DS #3 was "No, Dear, You Can't Wait Until I Fall Asleep And Take Advantage of Me Again Without Inserting Another Prophylactic Device Without Me Getting...Well, You Know" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
March 29 is a grand day for a birthday. Congrats NEAKIE!!!!!! and you too grandma. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I love, love, love babies
Thanks, FF. Mom's hospital ladies said my date is April 9, but both online pregnancy calculators said April 7. It doesn't matter; I have every intention of popping that kid out well before that! DS8 was born March 21..
If it's a boy (of which you already have several), and it's born on my birthday, can I have 'im?
I'm just asking.
Prolly I'll be D'd by then and he'll be all mine
<insert handcuffed "smiley" here>
-AD
Congratulations Neak!!!
How many grandchildren will this give t&l?
Once she picks herself up off the floor, tell her she still owes us info about types of ideal vacations she would like to take....thinking about this might lower her blood pressure!!
Ooooh, speaking for myself, I would love to, though I pretty much shot my trip wad with the journey to St. Louis. (Please tell me that 'shot my wad' only refers to spit balls, and not something obcene. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, now you know!
t&l
Uh, Mom, have you taken your blood pressure medication already?
Yes, they gave me my FIRST ever dose in the emergency room this morning, but I'm not supposed to take the 2nd dose until tomorrow? I wondered why you were asking... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Let's not give it a chance to kick in before it's tested, OK? Oh, right, you already did that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
When I talked about still working when I'm 90, [color:"red"] [/color] I WAS JUST JOKING [color:"red"] [/color]. Quit being such a literalist. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
OK, Neak, a question for you. No hints. You must rely solely on your life experience to come up with the correct answer. By the time I get over to your house, I expect you to have come up with it (20 minutes, in case anybody's curious). Here it is. I told your dad you're pregnant. What did he say? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P. S. Sorry if I told him out of turn and you wanted to tell him yourself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Excuse me, I was momentarily overcome by mirth. I'm leaving now.
Let me guess....he didn't say anyting?
Oh, and something I've been meaning to ask you.....
Are there certain months that you have more babies delivered, than other months?
Mom says they always have a baby boom 9 months from when the TV season ends and all the reruns come on.
AJ thinks he said, "Didn't she learn to $w@ll0w yet?"
Hmmmm. My guesses.
"I knew this was going to happen." ???
"I saw that one already."
"Didn't learn anything from the first 3, eh?"
Am I getting warmer?
Um....
"Doesn't she know yet what causes this?"
"I hope it's not another [DS4]!!!!!"
"Is he getting a vastectomy this time?"
"Time for a bigger car..."
"I knew this was going to happen - she told me she packed her maternity clothes."
Are any of these right?
Identity Jack:
CSue, you are my honorary official oldest daughter from now on. I'm ditching the doofus.
The correct answer to any questions like that involving her father is today, as it has been for years and years and years--"And the tar baby said nothing." So, as Neak said, you apparently know her father better than she does! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Actually, we're lucky when the tar baby IS silent, since on the rare occasions he talks somebody's gonna get it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AJ, no swallowing jokes. I'm already queasy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
August is generally a busy month. That would make November conception month. Oh, so THAT's what everybody's thankful for! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I have to check. I generally don't keep track, but I know there's one more month in the spring that is busier than usual. I'll let you know when I get back to work and can ask somebody who pays more attention.
t&l
"Is he getting a vastectomy this time?"
A VASTectomy? Isn't that sort of boasting kind of prideful and unbecoming? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I thought I taught you not to brag. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
The reason I knew this?
Your H, although too young to be my father has sounded EXACTLY like my very own father.
I have thought so from the moment you began describing him to us.
My father is 79 years old....he's not changing!
She's reading this over my shoulder and said, "Isn't that the way to spell it? I always just thought the 't' was silent."
Yes, the "t" in vasectomy is silent BECAUSE IT ISN'T THERE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And we really don't need to know if it's vast either!
You guys are killing me tonight! Glad it's just me and the dog, or I would have some explaining to do!
t&l,
The reason I knew this?
Your H, although too young to be my father has sounded EXACTLY like my very own father.
I have thought so from the moment you began describing him to us.
My father is 79 years old....he's not changing!
Oh, goody! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And the women in my family tend to live till they're very old, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am pleased to be an honorary daughter!!! But don't know a thing about 7th Day Adventists (spl?)
Maybe Neak's news will inspire Pep to change the topic title since Neak won't be using certain products for awhile!
How many grandchildren will this give t&l?
4 biological, 3 adopted, and 3 or 4 unfortunately lost to Flard and Gell through miscarriages.
Once she picks herself up off the floor, tell her she still owes us info about types of ideal vacations she would like to take....thinking about this might lower her blood pressure!!
I spent 4 hrs. this morning in the emergency room with blood pressures as high as 193/115. Somebody on this thread told me that vacations involve lying around doing nothing while people bring you stuff. This morning I lay around and didn't do anything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> And people kept bring me things...needles for blood tests, medication, an EKG, exams and probings. Who could ask for more? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Does that mean I just had a vacation? Yee-hah.
I have no idea why my pressure shot up, since I've never had BP problems before, but at least I know now what that month-long headache has meant! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Hey, I do vaginas. Not skulls! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, I smell eggs and fresh potato salad. Gotta go build up my cholesterol to match my pressure.
t&l
I am pleased to be an honorary daughter!!! But don't know a thing about 7th Day Adventists (spl?)
Thank you. Welcome to the family.
Maybe Neak's news will inspire Pep to change the topic title since Neak won't be using certain products for awhile!
See, their problem is that instead of using the PROphylactics they needed, they relied on amateur phylactics instead, which apparently weren't quite, um, up for the job. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
BTW, there is an Adventist college here.
Saw your other post about a SE MB get-together suggesting Chattanooga, and figured out that Southern Adventist must be the university you were talking about. MS lives in Collegedale. If you do business there, you've probably seen him, since he has a job that puts him somewhat in the public eye. I saw him a few years back when I visited a cousin who lives there, although that was her fault and not my own choice. That story is a little deeper into the Pool of Introspection than we've waded yet. Tell you more about it later.
t&l
I am pleased to be an honorary daughter!!! But don't know a thing about 7th Day Adventists (spl?)
I'm not sure I'm brave enough to turn this into "thndrnltng's deeply introspective, shark-infested, angst to zingers multitasking, shopping list, feminine hygiene products, and personal evangelism thread." It IS possible to spread oneself too thin! I will say this, in our defense: Seventh-day Adventists are not as odd as you might think. Consider our family as sterling representations of the mundane, normal-ness of our church members. Hmm-m-m-m-m. That might not actually be the best example that could be given. I'll get back to you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I went to the ER because I complained so much all night about my intractable headache that one of the nurses nagged me into checking my blood pressure (which I refused to do for quite awhile, since I've NEVER HAD A BLOOD PRESSURE PROBLEM!), which pressures were so high when I saw them up in L&D my first thought was, "There is something wrong with this stupid machine!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I took the medicine they gave me in ER and my BP went down so they sent me home, headacheless at last. By evening the headache was back, and the BP was back up, although not as high as in the morning. Since the dose I got earlier was 1/2 a regular dose and I couldn't get ahold of a doctor to ask if it was OK to repeat it, I talked to another nurse at work to discuss the logic of repeating the med without an order, and then I took another tablet (1/2 dose again) and went to bed. (I'm a nurse. We do stuff like that, OK? It made sense at the time.) Woke up this morning with BPs higher than last night, and the devil's own headache. Repeated the ordered morning dose and had a Dr. Pepper. When the headache didn't go away I googled the med and found out that one of the possible side effects is--you guessed it--HEADACHE! And my BP is still high, too, so at least so far, we're batting 1000 in the success department here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I want better drugs!!!!!!!! Without side effects. I also want to be 25 years old, but 57 years old smart. Who would want to be THAT nincompoop again? But the cute, unwrinkled, bouncy, dark-haired, 111#, all-body-parts-working, optimistic aspects of that age would be great to repeat. I'd SETTLE, however, for getting rid of the headache. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to go out and mow the law before it gets any hotter. If I have a heat stroke, girls, all the insurance policy stuff is somewhere upstairs here. All you have to do is find it! Might as well make you work a little bit for all that money! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
If it's Q at work tonight, I'll answer the question about vacations, and then we might try spraying a little Shark Ban on our feet and wading back into the Pool of Introspection later this wk.
t&l
There is no greater denial than a NURSE with health issues!!
Sheesh t&l, you thought the BP machine was broken!!! I hope your fellow nurses kick your butt!
Neak & Neaksis - just make sure the "right" nurse friends know about your mom's BP...the really mean ones, you know!!
BTW, my mother was a nurse, who denied 3 years worth of obvious heart attack warnings....she insisted it was her gallbladder instead! We her family didn't have a clue, which unfortunately for my older NURSE sister caused her great guilt because she felt she should have forseen the symptoms.
There is no greater denial than a NURSE with health issues!!
Ain't it the truth?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And a reformed, former-childhood-hypochondriac nurse pretty much spends her entire adult life in Egypt...boating. Down Denial. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Sheesh t&l, you thought the BP machine was broken!!! I hope your fellow nurses kick your butt!
I really, truly DID think something was wrong with the machine. Only for a few seconds, true, but still... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Neak & Neaksis - just make sure the "right" nurse friends know about your mom's BP...the really mean ones, you know!!
Nobody has to tell them anything, since I had to leave the shift early to go to ER. I waited until everybody had their breaks, and watched their pts. while people took turns to be off the floor. But I have to confess their pts. weren't watched with any degree of enthusiasm, and I wasn't in the pt. rooms looking for anything extra to do!
BTW, my mother was a nurse, who denied 3 years worth of obvious heart attack warnings....she insisted it was her gallbladder instead! We her family didn't have a clue, which unfortunately for my older NURSE sister caused her great guilt because she felt she should have forseen the symptoms.
My mother did the same, and it was only discovered some time later about the time Neak was born, when a pre-op cancer surgery EKG revealed old scarring on her heart. She had cancer twice, about 10 years apart. Both tumors were lymphatic; both were encapsulated and hadn't spread. She still managed to survive all that, and about 10 years of mini-strokes before she finally died.
Sturdy farm stock, that's what we are, minus the cows.
I'm sorry about your mother, and that your sister feels guilty for not recognizing things in time. There's nobody that can hide stuff, if she puts her mind to it, like a nurse. Nor can you make a parent do something if they don't want to. And I'm not the only Egyptian nurse out there, either! I don't want to say "blame" towards your mother, but certainly the responsibility for her own health was
her own, and I hope that with time your sister can release a little of her own unjustified feelings of guilt by acknowledging that your mother not only should have, but she COULD have, gotten a diagnosis and treatment instead of sweeping it out of sight and pretending like nothing was really wrong.
t&l
Boy, it was hot out there! After mowing the lawn, my blood pressure actually dropped from 150/100 to 140/90. Maybe beets just naturally have lower blood pressure than people? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Two Tylenol #3 have almost wiped out my headache, so I'm feeling pretty good at this very moment--in a baked/charred/broiled sort of way.
Now all I have left to do is eat breakfast, take a shower, wash the dishes (a week's worth--I've been busy!), change the sheets on the beds, do a couple loads of clothes, edit a chapter of Neak's book, and try and balance that stupid checkbook so I can pay bills, and be ready to leave for work by 5PM. Maybe when I get there, if it's busy, I'll try and look pathetic so I can get somebody easy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Where's a good place to buy an orthopedic (?) pillow? You know, the kind that gives good neck support to side sleepers? I need one of those BAD, but have no time to window shop! Even without the high BP headache I have bad neck pain from that accident with the stupid drunk driver, and I was told that there are pillows that will help get rid of neck muscle tension and pain. Any store or brand recommendations? Multitask with me here!
Sage Medical Advice for Today: When you have a headache that lasts for a month, find out why! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Really, it's the SENSIBLE thing to do!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'm a nurse. I'm trained to know these things. Trust me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You've all heard that old saw about keeping women barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen. Well, FWH has gone that philosophy one better. Poor Neak is not only barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen, but she's locked in as well. FWH took the only key to the gate and went on an errand. When Neaksis needed some extra sugar for jam, Neak had to pass the bag over the top of the 6-foot chain link fence because she couldn't open it up and pass it through. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Poor Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'VE got a key to the gate in MY pocket, for all the good it does her! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> There's nothing like providing impetus to clean your house, by making it impossible for you to leave it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Glad you survived mowing the lawn! What terrible luck you have that your blood pressure went down afterwards of doing all that hot hard work........instead of after sitting with your feet propped up, sitting poolside with an umbrella drink!
Glad, you're close enough to the ER to walk there and get care.
My sisters and I are happily still angry with my mother for being an Egyptian nurse! Even after all these years, we're still pleased to remind her how much she is missing!!!
When my sister was a PICU nurse, she was walding down the hall when she was overcome by serious pain. She walked down to the ER and came to find out that the eptopic pregnancy she didn't know she had ruptured!
So being a nurse that day saved her life! And fortunately it wasn't a day-off either!
Regarding a pillow.....I think this is the right name "Tempur-Pedic". It's one of those specially formed "foam" type pillows. I've been looking at them myself. I saw them at Costco - very best price there...but I may have seen them in the Penny's catalog.
We have the mattress, and I want the pillow too!
Sheesh, you must have a high tolerance for meds...2 Tylenol #3 would kick my butt!
Neak - barefoot, pregnant & locked in....but happy!!
T&L,
I hope you find reasons. Also hope they are something that can be fixed. Many would miss you here if something happened to you, and I know it would be much, much worse for those who know you well.
Prayers for you continue - for your family too.
Still thinking about you. Who you are, and why. Also who you will be in time............
Life is interesting, isn't it. Overwhelming some days, but interesting.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> WHY did I become a nurse? I'm sure there was once a reason but it currently eludes me! This was definitely a hydrant night. In fact, not only was I Queen of the hydrants, but I was stuck in the town of Dogville (state of Urinetopia), surrounded by well-watered hounds in town for the Convention of Calamitous Canines! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Thank goodness for 7AM. I am now home, thrilled to be here yet still scowling, and have removed the royal golden pee-ara from my hapless head so I can go to sleep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
On the way home this morning, I was contemplating the annoyances of the previous 12 hrs., and the joy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> of being the hydrant instead of the dog, when an interesting perspective occurred to me. Visualize this little dog peeing on a hydrant, proudly, securely marking his territory as dogs are wont to do, when suddenly--without warning--the hydrant pees back!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> How paranoid would THAT doggy be for the rest of his little doggy days?! Ps-s-s-s-s-s. Ah-h-h-h-h... "Huh?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> WHOO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-OS-S-S-S-S-SH!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Now that would be funny. I'd PAY to see that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
In time, I will be older, that's who I'll be! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I've been wondering when you were going to get back from vacation. Hope you had a good time.
t&l
In time, I will be older, that's who I'll be!
Ah, but being older describes WHAT you will be, not WHO you will be. "Who" is somethign else, and it is what I wonder about.
Just because I wonder about things, doesn't mean you have to discuss them. It is, after all, your thread.
No, all of us will die........some of us will get old before that happens, some will not. But as for who we will become.....that is really up to us, is it not?
I wonder if your dreams will yet come true. The ones you still have hidden away.
I wonder if in that future, you will have regrets the way most of us have in the here and now.
I want to believe, from the little I know about you that your future will be glorious and bright, but I wondered what you thought about it. All kidding aside.
Humor has it's place, and I love both laughing, and making others laugh, but this wondering I am doing is serious wondering. (But it makes me smile to write it down.)
It's easy to fill our lives so full that we don't have time to think about these things. After all, family, work, and all the things we do are important. They are, I am not being sarcastic. It's just that sometimes thinking can be good for the soul.
I've been wondering when you were going to get back from vacation. Hope you had a good time.
We had a wonderful time, and I may even tell about it since I have been asked on other threads. We took kids, so it was a working vacation, but a very rewarding, and somewhat restful one even with children. I highly recommend it.
Have been back for a few days, and reading, but DEADLINES AT WORK have prevented me from reading in depth, and responding much.
This is a very interresting thread, and I enjoy reading, and even writing, but not having time to do what I want with the words keeps me from saying very much some days.
Thanks for being willing to share your self with us. It is a blessing to get to know you (and everyone here) by what you write.
I leave tomorrow afternoon on a business trip. Will be away
again until next week. Not that it's important, but I hate to make comments, ask questions, and then leave like the answers/replies are not important. They are, but it's hard to keep a discussion going when I don't have net access.
T&L, thanks for letting me come by and visit.
SS
Neak - barefoot, pregnant & locked in....but happy!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Happy, queasy, dizzy... The worst part of that was that Neaksis actually had a key with her, too, BUT WOULDN'T OPEN THE GATE AND LET ME OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She claims she thought AJ had removed the gate key, and that she had left her own gate key on her kitchen table. I was not about to scale the 6' fence to verify her story.
Neak,
This is funny, but it worries me too. What if there was a fire?
I hope you have another exit?
SS
All of us are fit enough to go over with ease, except for Grandpa. Thanks to the dogs, there are several big enough 'unders' that we could get him out, too. Though really, if there were a wildland fire our best bet would probably be to keep everyone in the house (except me, out with the garden hose to defend our defensible space).
Considering that for a number of years, our local volunteer firefighters had beer in their station soda machine, I'd rather trust my own firefighting or EMT abilities than most of theirs. I can cut line better than most of those pudgy inebriates, too.
The terrain is quite variable around here. Just a mile or so away are a lot of houses with thick scrub all around them, right up to the houses, but right where I am it's all star thistles and grass. Any fires would sweep through quickly and lightly.
Thank you for your concern, SS, it is very sweet. I hope you feel a little better now, though.
I feel A little better.
Ok, Ok, I worry too much. I admit it.
Beer in the soda machine scares me more. My son is a firefighter, that would scare him!
Carry on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
Just a quick reply because it is REALLY late in Elk, OKLAHOMA (where the coolest thing to do on a hot summer night is do cookies in the Wal-Mart parking lot--I know, because I SAW IT tonight) but I Am just SO EXCITED about neak's pregnancy! I have never been this excited about babies ever... I guess after my miscarriages, whenever I heard of someone getting pregnant, the first thought that shot through my brain was, "Oh NO! That's TERRIBLE!" but I'm excited! I'm gonna be an ex-but-not-ex-aunt!! I feel like the proud parent myself, just gloating all day, making myself wonder, "What the heck is wrong with ME?" yet enjoying the suspense and excitement. Boy, or Girl?
Threadjacking here, but I talked to Flard yesterday, and before I talked to him I was SO EXCITED to be talking to him because I've been doing the whole "no contact" thing with him and really, truly, missed him, but when I talked to him (no more than 2 minutes! just asked directions to the used bookstore in Flagstaff, Arizona) I got really really angry inside. He never knew, just like he never knew that when he would talk so flippantly of me and our marriage on the phone, the sobs would be wracking my body so hard I couldn't even speak. The anger is atrocious! Unbelievable! The pain is there, but it has turned from despair and devestation to anger. I don't hate him, I never could. I just feel like he doesn't care about me. He said some really hurtful things about dating some females down where he's at once he can say he's truly divorced--ok, I'll admit it, I got angry at that point and told him that he had no right to be so rude and heartless to slash at me like that, and he said it was "Just a joke"--he said some other things as well. Grrrr. I could go on an emotional trauma tangent, but I will spare the diatribe. I'm glad we are not in constant contact now, because I might do damage via words. In a way, this anger is a fresh reprive from the hurt.
On that note, I started giggling, because I realized what I look like. Because my parents are asleep in the other room (we are sharing a motel room tonight) I took the laptop to the bathroom and am sitting on the toilet, killing two birds with one stone.
And btw, T&L is the Queenus of multi-taskers. See how crazy it sounds on a computer screen? Well, it truly is that crazy in real life. If you ever have the priviledge to talk to her on the phone, you find out she's ironing, watching the children and making them behave, eating, and talking to you all at the same time. I called Neak several days ago (was it two? I've lost track of time!) and she said, "Hang on while I discipline DS3... it might get loud, so hold the phone away from your ear." I giggled and laughed while I heard DS3 begging for mercy and then throwing his fit. I don't know why I find it so funny when children get disciplined and throw a fit, but I do. The expressions are priceless. Somehow, when we grow up, we learn to mask our true expressions (emotions) so we don't get hurt, but children haven't, and it is too much fun to see their lives out in the open. I always wondered how my mom knew if I had done my school work or not, or if I had taken a cookie, or done something bad. Its because kids' faces are bad liars.
You know I'm tired when I'm switching from topic to topic randomly! I will sign off for tonight.
T&L,
Oops I'm a bit behind in my responses.
Saw your other post about a SE MB get-together suggesting Chattanooga, and figured out that Southern Adventist must be the university you were talking about.
Nope, I live maybe 2 hours' drive from Chatanooga.
-AD
Hi AD, sorry about all the garbage you're going through. I'm sure t&l is asleep, and I will be soon too, but just wanted to say hi. Wish I had something more helpful to say, but even if I did it would probably come out unintelligibly, as I am very sleepy and getting queasier again by the minute. I really hope your WW comes to her senses.
but I Am just SO EXCITED about neak's pregnancy! Boy, or Girl?
Girl. G-I-R-L. It's going to be a GIRL!!!!!!!!!!! This family has quite enough males in it already, thank you very much. There's HP, Neakbro, Flard, four little testicled grandchildren, Charred&Broiled and Salson (a young man we're temporarily giving a home to, and his 4-yr. old son, who splits his time between his dad and his mom, the Charbroiler!), Neaksis' kids biological dad, grandpa, and AJ. That's 12 guys. Then there's me, Neak, Neaksis, you, and Candle (she's a wiccan), With the two little girls that makes 7, now that Nana died and we are hopeless outnumbered in one sense, although we DO have the capes of power, which count for something after all! If this baby also comes equipped with 2 little globules of testy-tosterone, I'm running away from home. All you girls can come with me, too, it you want!
Threadjacking here, but I talked to Flard yesterday
I'll talk about that tomorrow, not being capable of profound, or even really shallow thought, at this point. I'm off for 3 nights while my blood pressure stabilizes and I'm going to bed now. Will it surprise you to find out I have an opinion on this, and something to say about it? No? I rather thought it wouldn't!
[quote/] On that note, I started giggling, because I realized what I look like. Because my parents are asleep in the other room (we are sharing a motel room tonight) I took the laptop to the bathroom and am sitting on the toilet, killing two birds with one stone.
And btw, T&L is the Queenus of multi-taskers. [/quote]
Would you quit telling all my secrets? The bathroom is the only place I can be guaranteed any privacy, and that 's only because there's a lock on the door. All I can say is that when video phones become the way of phone conversation, my life is going to change forever, or else some people are going to get their horizons broadened in unexpected ways. My favorite bathroom experience was getting a call from a lawyer from quite a prestigious firm, and this while I was on the pot. We discussed a malpracice suit which he wanted me to evaulate for its merit. Let's just say I sounded much more professional to him than I appeared at the time!
In case anybody's curious, I got put on some BP med that dropped my pressures from the 170s over 100s-110s to 110/80 with the first dose. I feel oddly empty without all that cranial pressure, like I'm going to implode inward because there's no internal pressure to keep me from collapsing in on myself. But it's nice (if odd) to be headache-free again. It's hard to listen to your body if you're not paying any attention to what it says! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
Oops I'm a bit behind in my responses.
[quote]Saw your other post about a SE MB get-together suggesting Chattanooga, and figured out that Southern Adventist must be the university you were talking about.
Nope, I live maybe 2 hours' drive from Chatanooga.
I actually meant Southern Missionary College, or whatever else they're calling it these days. The other one is in Keene TX. I'm not aware of any others in that neck of the woods. Just curious... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />.
t&l
I actually meant Southern Missionary College, or whatever else they're calling it these days. The other one is in Keene TX. I'm not aware of any others in that neck of the woods. Just curious... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />.
t&l
Well maybe it's in a different neck of a different woods - or maybe you missed one, LOL.
our nearby SDA college.
The group
Take 6 started there.
-AD
Well maybe it's in a different neck of a different woods - or maybe you missed one, LOL.
Ah, Oakwood. Didn't even have to look at your clue picture to guess it, although I'll go back and look after I post. That would explain the nice black lady and the Sabbath tract, not that such an event would be impossible anywhere else near where you live. Never actually heard Take 6 but have heard OF them, so that was a good clue, and I feel kinda silly for not remembering something I've known about since I was a kid. Silly middle-aged memory! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
No introspection today. Got a list of to-do's 100 miles long. The MD gave me a couple days off work to get my BP regulated, and even though the new med dropped it down to beautifully-normal limits the very first day, I have (for some reason) not felt that I shouldn't take all the days I was "awarded." So to relieve my stress (a hyptertension risk factor, don't you know?) I've been cleaning house and taking care of postponed business matters that drive me crazy to have undone but which I can't get to during my regular work schedule. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I expect by Sunday night to be so relaxed that someone will have to pour me into my car in order for me to go back to work! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> "Hi, I'm nurse Susan and I'll be your puddle tonight." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Glad to hear you're feeling so much better. Great meds & lawn mowing right!
t&l,
Glad to hear you're feeling so much better. Great meds & lawn mowing right!
No lawn mowing today. Whooee, did I ever let the checkbook get screwed up, so I'm balancing it right now and logged onto the internet to visit BofA, with a quick side trip into MB en route! Neak, since you're online, you can jolly well answer the phone when I call! I got ahold of Artoson and am ready to make an, ahem, "move" on the crappy septic problem! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> It's bad enough to have an albatross around your neck, but a deliberately-flawed-construction septic is even worse! Ask Neak. She knows. It's at her house! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Cleaning, grocery shopping, paying bills, folding how many wks. of laundry (I have no idea), vacuuming, and other stuff are taking the place of lawn mowing in Susan's Lower Your Blood Pressure System for today. The lawn mowing part will probably come Sunday, especially if I can shanghai Charred&Broiled to do it for me!
In case I was too subtle for you, Neak--call me! Stand by for NEWS.........................
t&l
I'm still waiting for the rest of MS story....
(ducking just in case)
I'm still waiting for the rest of MS story....
(ducking just in case)
No need to duck. It's not deliberate--just that lately all I've had time for were drive-by's...kinda like this one! To write about MS, I actually have to
think, and that takes longer than a quip or a bit of rambling.
Off to pick up grandkids for church, although I expect that Pukey Princess will get to stay with her mother, Queen Queasy. Such not-fond memories all this morning sickness stuff brings back to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> For that matter, I don't miss getting up at night with barfy juveniles, either. Getting old may not be as bad as I thought... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, t&l -
I was just reminded of a very funny story that I have to share with you, if you're offended (and I don't think you will be) I'll delete it....
It's so dang funny.
When I lived in oklahoma, it's so dang hot and humid in the summer...
Anyway there's this park that's lit at night. It's a 9 hole golf course with a walking trail that wraps around it. There are also ballparks, swings, slides, pool etc - it's a huge complex.
Anyway this walking trail is marvelous. You walk around all the attractions above, so it's interesting. It's 3 1/2 miles.
Being so dang hot there, in the heat of summer like now the only time you could stand to walk was late at night or very early in the morning.
Well it suited me to walk late at night. Back then I had 2 old english sheepdogs - so I figured no one would ever mess with me when I had those two along. They were big - the male 90+ lbs, and very protective.
Well part of the park circled around a middle school, snaked around parking lots etc - since it went around the perimeter of the golf course. So I'm at the part where the trail is between the school and the golf course.
This car pulls up - and I think teenagers parking etc and didn't pay any attention, UNTIL...this guy gets out of the car and starts walking towards me - only he's a bit ahead.
I think Hmmmmm....wonder what this is about? There's a 8' fence between us and I could tell he was pretty large, so I'm not feeling threatened exactly only I know something isn't right.
In the meantime my dogs aren't noticing a SINGLE thing! So much for protection!
Well, what isn't right is that he is STARK NAKED! I'm thinking OMG I can't believe this. And even more strange is this guy is bald...and when I mean bald I mean every inch of him is bald...no hair ANYWHERE! I start to laugh. I think I've covered in previous posts that I laugh when I'm nervous - so I'm reallly trying to control my laughing because I don't want to make him mad.
My dogs aren't reacting at all...they don't get it. So he's standing at the fence as I'm approaching, he's what I would call "busy" with himself as well!!!
I think back to all the things I've been told if ever faced with this situation rapidly going through my mental file cabinet.
One thing I was always told is that these guys are relatively "harmless" and they do this for the shock value. So I decide I'm not going to appear shocked for him.
So as I passed him by, I briefly made eye contact with him, giving him my most disgusted withering look, then keep walking - ignoring him completely.
He stands there a minute, then gets back in his car - still bald and naked and drives off!
Well, that's the end of that...sorry I felt compelled to share that but I'm in a funny frame of mind!
Why I thought of you t&l is that you remind me very much of my friend who I called after this encounter....she laughed so hard, mostly because I was so stunned at how BALD this guys's entire body was. (I was less impressed with his special parts) well partly because...well I won't go there. I just can't imagine how much time and effort it must have taken for him to shave it ALL!
Queen Queasy here, trying not to think of big, huge, bald nekkid guys. EW! The Roil Princess is much better, though feverish and docile. (If only DS4 would get sick, too. Oh, wait. Did I say that out loud?) Not to tantalize anyone or anything, but I have actually met MS. I don't think it will give anything away to say that he nearly cried, but you will have to wait to find out whether he was emotionally moved, or just relieved I wasn't his!
Hey, I'm coming in here in the middle of theis 'conversation and I have a question:
[color:"purple"]What happened to the list of feminine hygiene products?[/color]
Sorry Neak about that visual!! Hope you feel better soon. I know I'ville has been dedicated to anti-nausea ideas, but if you need more I'll share mine!
Who's MS?
My Soldier.
I am always open to new, improved anti-nausea ideas, but I am finally started on B6. It has worked very well in the past, though needed a few days to build up before I noticed a big difference. In the meantime, just keep the tacos comin'!
I still can't believe your dogs didn't even bark. They should have their licenses revoked!
And Bleubelle, the feminine hygiene products are safely tucked under the sink for the next 8 months or so.
[color:"purple"]What happened to the list of feminine hygiene products?[/color]
Do you mean why this thread is called that, or are you actually looking for a list? You can find its start on the end of the posts for 7/29 and into 7/30. This thread, originally started by the apparently-dear-departed (from the thread, silly!!!) Pepperband, had undergone several title changes at her hands as subjects came and went. It had an original title, then became woman of many layers, a thread without a theme, a multitasking thread, and eventually the feminine hygiene products label it still has now, after I made a joke about Neak's shopping list one day. It was a HUGE shock to me the first time I logged on and saw it, but since then it has come to have a great deal of sentimental value, and I'd be very nostalgic for it if it went away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> It does give this thread a certain ambiance that the other threads don't have, that's for doggone sure!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I also mentioned prophylactics in that joke, though, so it could've been worse! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
CSue--did you ever stop to consider that, given this man's chosen method of entertainment, he might have been compelled to shave himself. Why? Well, because if he'd had any hair down there his equipment would've been rendered both irrelevant and completely invisible! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> Kinda like losing your tools in the lawn. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> You KNOW they're there, but ya just can't see 'em for the grass. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And you're right. It's hard to shave yourself like that. Please don't ask me how I know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Nicks are doggone uncomfortable, too, let me tell you. Neak just suggested that the gentleman's petite parts might have been the result of many nicks during many shavings so that (over time) his natural "massiveness" was simply carved away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> To which I say, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />! We often see women in labor and delivery whose religious obligation to cleanliness requires that their privates be shaven. (Unfortunately, this commitment to cleanliness does not generally also extend to the use of underarm deodorant. But I digress...) I asked one once who shaved her hair for her, and she said she did it herself with a mirror. And a razor, of course!
I don't ask everybody personal questions, but we DO spend hours together, doing some pretty intimate stuff, and under the right circumstances I'll ask questions that would never crop up in the supermarket checkout aisle. Like the one I asked the teenager about her clitoral piercing and ring...just as an example. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />I have an odd job, when you come right down to it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sorry Neak about that visual!! Hope you feel better soon. I know I'ville has been dedicated to anti-nausea ideas, but if you need more I'll share mine!
Feel free to advise. She's this odd shade of green, which clashes horribly with her cape of power. Not only that, it's ALWAYS bad form to get puke spots on your cape!
That's just the acronym I chose to use on MB for My Own Lost True Love, because MS (My Soldier) seemed more palatable on an anti-infidelity site than MOLTL, and easier to type, too. Besides, to me MOLTL would've sounded too much like a chicken losing its feathers! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak TOLD me the day it happened that MS got tears in his eyes. I wouldn't know. I was inside the house packing to come home and had no idea what drama was occurring just outside the door. Honestly, that girl never can wait for the natural unfolding of events!! Wonder where she gets it from? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure I don't know.
t&l
It's kinda difficult to talk underwater, I hope you know, what with all those bubbles and stuff, but we're never gonna find any sharks if we keep playing around on the mountain tops, are we? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I was told I should go on a break right after I drank a Dr. Pepper, so since sleep had been rendered out of the question, I've traded my naplet for a session at the computer.
Neak, I'm warning you--shape up, or I'm hiring somebody else to be my favorite eldest daughter!! You are spending entirely too much time lurking around the porcelain shrine, in case you should suddenly be called upon to perform an act of worship! I need that picture posted on this thread, and you are letting yourself get pathologically focused on your own physical needs instead of what's truly important, which is what I want you to do for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Let go of the toilet, put your hands in the air, and step away from the bowl! If you do, nobody will get hurt. Maybe splattered, though, if their reflexes aren't quite quick enough! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I read through this whole blasted thing earlier tonight, trying to refresh my memory of what I had already said. I hate duplication of efforts or unnecessary repetition. Interesting thread to read through, and I managed to get my knickers in a twist again seeing some of the posts one more time. However, the knotted panties were a temporary condition and everything is straightened out (IMHO) and I'm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> with it, so what better time to stir up a little more trouble for myself than when there's none of it happening all on its own? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I am also going to be upfront here and tell you right off the bat that from here on out, a certain amount of censorship will be involved, but only because I have the right to tell just my own secrets. You can believe (or not) that I'm not leaving out anything that would significantly change the story, or keep something out that would make me look bad, or someone else look good. Also, I'll tell you right from the start that I'm not going to be passive about 2x4s directed at me during this phase. If somebody wants to object to what I'm doing NOW, that's one thing. To allow myself to be beaten up for things done years ago, which are impossible to change, would be insane. And I'm not. I have no objections to people asking questions, seeking clarification, whatever. I don't even care if somebody says, "Boy, you sure were dumb, weren't you?" Yes, as a matter of fact, I was. Let's admit it now and get it out of the way.
If Neak can quit being sick long enough to post the picture of her and her 3 younger squabblings, it would put them just shortly after the time where we're re-entering The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid. On HP's and my 7th anniversary, I had been pregnant exactly 3-1/2 years of the marriage. Only Neakbro was deliberately conceived. All the others were Little Oopsies, or, as we liked to call them, " SURPRISE!" I adored them individually and collectively, and so did their dad. Unfortunately, none of this translated into any better relationships between the 2 of us, and although I gave up on escaping the marriage through any of the previously-described methods, I still was enormously unhappy within the confines of my "cage."
In my heart of hearts, I cherished the secret, never-voiced hope that someday, somehow, MS and I could be reunited and I could have a baby born of lovemaking, and not just sexual activity during a fertile period (of which I seemed to have many!). I think it was somewhere around 5 years or so after we got married that a new employee came to the medical facility where I worked, and not only was she from the area to which MS had moved after we split, but she knew him, and where he could be reached by mail. (He worked at the post office, which made knowing the actual address unnecessary.) That Christmas, I sent him a Christmas letter, with a cute picture of the kids. It was the same letter, and picture, that I sent to everybody else on my list. I expressed no personal sentiment. I invited no response. In my own apparently-polite way, I meant to flip him off for rejecting me, and to show him that somebody had wanted me (several times, in fact! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />), and what adorable children I had. I never got the letter back, so the next year I sent another...and continued this practice in the years that followed. I knew I loved him, but I still just wanted to say <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />!Why not? I was mad at him, too.
When Neaksis was maybe a year old, or thereabouts, I was diagnosed with severe endometriosis, a condition which often (but obviously not always!) impairs fertility, and causes excessive bleeding each month, with a lot of pain, etc. No need to make a chart. Just accept that it was BAD. Back in those days, surgery was pretty much the only option, so at the comparatively-youthful age of 32 or 33, I had to go to the vet and get tutored! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
A year or 2 earlier, we'd taken the cat to get fixed, and I asked the vet to save the uterus because the kids wanted to see what it looked like. As we drove out of the parking lot with the kitty in a box, and her uterus in a bottle, Neakbro piped up, "Mom, if you ever get spayed, could we see YOUR uterus, too?" I tried to save it for them to see, too, but was told that by the time the pathologist chopped it up into many pieces for examination there wouldn't be much left to look at. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
This hysterectomy was another lightbulb moment for me, but not a happy one. I had to recognize the absolute impossibility that my secret fantasy of having MS's baby could ever, under any circumstance, come true. From there, it was a short trip to the realization that I was going to grow old and die, and a LOT of things I had planned on, or hoped for, would never come true, either. At the tender age of 32, I was forced to face my own mortality, which I did... with <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />, and enormous depression. (No emoticon for "depressed" on this site, apparently. Too bad--it would've come in handy!)
For a whole year following the surgery which removed both uterus and ovaries, I was as depressed as I have ever been in my life, either before or since. As far as I was concerned, my life was over. One of the things which brought me out of it was a patient I cared for in the last 6 months of that year. She was about my age, and had had a hysterectomy for the same reason--endometriosis. Forgive me, but we're going to digress briefly for a little discussion of the condition, since it will help explain what happened to her, and why caring for her, and understanding her case, helped me. Endometrial tissue is what lines the uterus each month, and is shed during a period. This stuff can, if you're unfortunate, proliferate, and spread to parts of the body where you'd never expect to find it. A woman with endometrial tissue in her lungs coughed up blood every month during her period, when the stuff in her chest bled just like the stuff in her uterus. Personally, I think I had some in the backs of my legs right behind my knees, since I had intensely-painful cramps every month, never in between periods, and they quit once my innards were re-adjusted. When my surgery was performed, they found that 90% of the tissue of each ovary had been replaced with endometrial tissue (didn't do too shabby with that 10%, though, did I?), and that the endometrium had begun to invade the actual muscle tissue of the uterus. However, in my case, it was all still contained within the reproductive system. But the endometrial tissue of the lady for whom I cared had escaped her uterus and invaded her abdomen. It was attached in numerous places to her intestines, and when they did the surgery, they tried to remove it, and she hemorrhaged so badly they ended up using about 50 units of blood, and I can't even remember how many IVs, just to get her through the surgery. So the surgical procedure itself was bad enough. But her MD wasn't a very good hand-washer. His surgeries had a high infection rate, and she, unfortunately, was one of them. She ended up with a wound infection, then a recto-vaginal fistula (an unhealed opening between the vagina and rectum which allowed stool to leak out of her vagina), and eventually a colostomy had to be performed in order to allow the lower bowel to heal. She was in and out of the hospital for at least 6 months, and was still not well when I got another job and moved somewhere else. Taking care of her made me realize with crystal clarity that it could've been a lot worse for me than what I'd been moping about for so long, and I willed myself out of my depression, my mourning, and my whiny attitude.
And once I was over that, I also came to the conclusion I was over MS as well, and was to remain in that happily ignorant state of denial for at least another 15 years.
Well, I've got to get back to work soon and want to preview this thing before I post it. It's the legacy of my English teacher parents. I just HAVE to check it first. And even then sometimes I miss stuff! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am feeling very sick today. BP is back up. I've got the headache again, Neak's queasy stomach (I hope that means SHE's feeling good!), and tremors and heaviness in my right hand. I had to call in for my per diem job, which means no $$$ tonight. Don't "they" understand that not earning money just adds to my stress?!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> On the plus side, this afternoonI was finally able to get an appt. with an internist for tomorrow morning. The downside is wondering if he can work me in that quickly, is he any good, or is the reason he has room on his schedule because nobody comes to see him? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I found this little 2-line poem awhile back, and really liked it. I think there are a lot of brave people on this site, including the ones who don't think they're brave at all. This is for you.
Courage is not the towering oak
that sees storms come and go;
It is the fragile, tender blossom
that opens in the snow.
t&l
Sorry you're feeling so bad.
You really a few days off. Some things do need time, and there is no hurrying them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
1st Neak....
Are you sick all day? My thoughts are nothing you_neak, but here they are.
In the morning before I even move my head; placed carefully the night before is a bottle of carbonated water, and saltine crackers. I became very good at eating and drinking as soon as I became conscious in the morning BEFORE I so much as moved my head. Then I let things settle and I would proceed to move very cautiously.
Then throughout the day....I never let myself have an empty stomach - I was eating constantly - but small amounts. We won't discuss how much weight I gained during pregnancy either!
Hope you're better.
t&l,
I'll go back when I have a chance and see if you asked me any questions after my last post....I have just a minute to respond - not much time for reading.
Glad you've put your toe back in the pool.....a question for you... were you an idealist growing up, did you buy the fantasy I and others did which is that "prince charming" is really out there, and waiting to find us?
Hope you take extra care of yourself since your BP is back up.
Thanks, CSue, that might be what I need. Yes, I am sick all day until usually about 6-7 pm. Then I tend to feel better for a few hours. Maybe I do just need to go with smaller, much more frequent meals, instead of 2 bigger ones. That, and quit waiting till I feel like eating to eat. I'll let you know how it works. I do feel better than yesterday, though. I really think I had the flu on top of this.
Now Mom, I know this is not what you want to hear on a HBP day, but I didn't quite feel good enough to make it to town. I will go tomorrow for sure, and have posted the
PICTURE OF THE 4 OF US for you. Now make like Paul Harvey and tell the rest of the story! Hope you feel better.
Neak....I like you never felt like eating so I did "train" to eat basically all the time - it made a big difference - big meals were a real NoNoNoNoNo...
Edited to add - What a precious picture that is! The girls look like angels! The boys sure look onery however!!!
t&l, how ever did you manage 4 so close together in age???
What a precious picture that is! The girls look like angels! The boys sure look onery however!!!
They weren't ornery! Do they really look like it? They were just pathologically inventive and inquisitive, bright, funny, energetic...and the 4 of them sure kept me on my toes. Between my misbegotten childhood and the activities of my own kids, the grandkids don't stand a chance of getting away with anything! It bugs them a lot, too.
how ever did you manage 4 so close together in age???
Excitable ovaries.
t&l
Now Mom, I know this is not what you want to hear on a HBP day, but I didn't quite feel good enough to make it to town.
Don't worry about it. I'm not up to chewing anybody out today anyway. And since I'm off tonight, maybe I could take it myself tomorrow, if you still don't feel good.
It's bee-you-tea-full. Thank you. I looked at it and cried and cried. You were all so cute and sweet, and I didn't have clue what I was getting you all into by bringing you into the world. Had no idea of the sorrows and griefs your lives would bring you, nor the struggles and burdens you'd have to bear. Sigh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I seem to be weepy today anyway, and cried once on the phone to one job, and then again on the phone to another...and you know how common
that kind of public behavior is for me! But my headache is almost gone now, so my BP must be better. My stomach seems to have settled and all that's left are the tremors in my hands. I'm as good as cured! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Maybe what did it was the second dose of blood pressure medicine with which I treated myself when I couldn't get ahold of any doctor to give me advice. Did I ever mention I'm a very
bad patient? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Consider it mentioned.
t&l
You'd better stop that, or I'll start feeling guilty for bringing 4 (gasp!!!! it still takes my breath away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) of my own into this yucky old world.
were you an idealist growing up, did you buy the fantasy I and others did which is that "prince charming" is really out there, and waiting to find us?
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Excuse me. I was momentarily overcome by mirth.
Yes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
were you an idealist growing up, did you buy the fantasy I and others did which is that "prince charming" is really out there, and waiting to find us?
A Kool-aid drinking, Heaven's Gate Hale/Bopp comet, true believer, that's what I was. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
When Neak was a little girl, the woman who had taught me piano, when I was a little girl in Hawaii, moved to our town in the mountains of CA, and she taught Neak and her younger quibblings piano also. She scolded me once for infusing my daughters with my "cynicism about men," and predicted that Neak would be so damaged by this that she'd never be able to fall in love and get married and have a family of her own when she grew up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Well, all I can say is, as a prophet she was a
phenomenal pianist! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
This is something that perhaps ought to have come directly from Mom, because it may sound a bit derogatory, but hey, we all already knew she was excessively gullible when she was younger. She always told us she got her idea of the married 'reality' from reading The Harvester, by Gene Stratton-Porter. Wowzers, what she must have thought of Dad after that! Even the most perfect man on the planet would have had a hard time living up to the smarmy, adoring hero. Poor, poor Dad. Poor, poor Mom as the true reality began to sink in. Poor, poor Gene Stratton-Porter had Mom ever caught up with her to tell her what she thought of her skewed portrayal of Noble Manhood.
Let's not be too hard on the poor Harvester. Would it shock you to know, Neak, that I still believe a man CAN be like the person portrayed in that book? That men are capable of being as faithful, attentive, kind, loving, and determined as he was, but without the sappy plot? What I don't believe is that I personally am going to EVER have a man like that. Nor would I actually want one at this stage in my life, who was all involved with me in such a fashion. I'm a very busy girl, you know, and he'd just be in the way with all that hovering stuff. I do believe that men with those characteristics exist. Somewhere else. Far, fa-a-a-a-a-ar away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Having said that, I freely confess that reading The Harvester (many times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) was a poor preparation for marriage, even more so than having your Japanese aunties take care of me when I was a girl by doing all the the cooking and cleaning while I read a book. Put them together, and I was set up to be as surprised by marriage as if I'd been sent to another planet, not realizing that when I got there, everyone would be a different species, and speak a language I'd never heard before. Back then I didn't speak "Guy," you know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Think of it as a wrestling match: The Harvester vs. The Great Clam! The ticket was pretty expensive, but the fight itself was no contest. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
I'll have to go find that book and have a nice laugh.
The other thing going against you t&l is that you were an only child too right? I think only children girls in particular really have time to develop their fantasies - there are no siblings to smack you around with reality.
Once again I say you remind me of my friend....she was an only child too - and I kid you not...her parents raised her like a "Princess". When she stepped out into the real world she was soooo unprepared. I didn't meet her until years later, by then she was already joking about the irony of it all...we laughed about how she was stillllll trying to convince people that she was truly "THE Fairy Princess" and should be treated accordingly!!! We REALLY laughed about this.
The Harvester huh!
My point of the question is that is sounds like by the time you hit about 32, when you had your surgery and 4 children - reality had come home to roost for good. That takes some getting used to for sure.
I actually feel sorry for my 1st husband when I reached the point where I realized I had bought the fantasy hook, line, sinker and more. Especially as I looked around and thought everyone else DID live the fantasy. Everyone else made it look so easy. But what I know now is that they all struggle too - it's the facade we all put up that perpetuates the fantasy.
Glad you didn't raise your girls that was t&l...that was going to be my next question!!! BRAVO!!!!!
The other thing going against you t&l is that you were an only child too right?
In defense of my parents, let me say that they never intended to bring up a pampered child. Even back then, even among the missionaries, there were people who worked lots harder than others. Lots of them were very excited about being in Hawaii, with all its opportunities for entertaiment and fun. My parents were salt-of-the-earth, plow-horse mid-Westerners, and their ability and willingness to work for the mission got them a lot of extra jobs which they did while the other missionaries and their families were at the beach! I personally didn't get to go to the beach a lot, a source of much childhood resentment. Instead, I did a lot of self-entertainment (the Honolulu library was a magical, wonderful place, and the bus picked me up outside the school where we lived on-campus and delivered me back again) just because my parents were so busy "laboring in the vineyard of the Lord." It wasn't till about 10 yrs. ago or so that I realized that my hyperactive imagination came from my dad. He's still got it, too. I gave mine up during that same time frame...but until then it certainly provided me with some interesting ideas about life.
thought everyone else DID live the fantasy. Everyone else made it look so easy. But what I know now is that they all struggle too - it's the facade we all put up that perpetuates the fantasy.
One of the ladies at church, not too long ago, stopped coming for awhile because she felt nobody else understood her life because she was the only one having troubles. I just had to laugh, because everybody in that little church was just being
inundated with troubles, some of us barely keeping our noses above the water...but we dressed up in our church clothes on Sabbath morning, came to church and sang and smiled and listened and participated, and none of our troubles showed on the outside. (Except for the Dr.'s wife. She often got openly teary when something touched her and reminded her of her worries about their son in another country.) Even people whose lives might seem enviable because they are famous, rich, beautiful (well, maybe not-so-beautiful if you look in the latest Enquirer and see some of the stars without their warpaint. Wowzer!), still get hurt, cheated on (that's a favorite), etc., etc. Facades can be a good thing. I already said that back a ways, didn't I? But I think we're often fooled by them into believing that other people "have it all together," when in reality most of us just struggle through each day as it comes. There was a song Andy Williams sang back in those days, and after MS was lost to me I loved to listen to it over and over. I still like it, because it's pretty and all, but it crystalizes the unrealistic expectations for my future in them thar olden days. Unfortunately, I don't remember all the words today and I'm not sure where my tape is, but I can remember enough of it to give you its philosophical flavor...
If I could only go back again
To the places where I have been;
Feeling love as we knew then--
If I could only go back..
If I could only go back.
To live in your arms again,
To love as we did then;
To run free as the wind--forever.
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-h.
Ooooh is right. I had this wonderful visual image of the future, a glorious metaphorical fantasy, in which MS and I frolicked under an intensely blue sky strewn with fluffy white clouds, hand in hand laughingly gallivanting through fields of wild flowers and tulips. I'm not sure who I thought was going to be taking care of kids and fixing meals. Probably the Japanese aunties! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Let's just say, as I plod to work day after day, that my fantasies have changed...a better mattress, more time off, somebody finishing my roof, a clean house, you get the idea!
t&l
My point of the question is that is sounds like by the time you hit about 32, when you had your surgery and 4 children - reality had come home to roost for good. That takes some getting used to for sure.
Actually, I hate to admit it, but full reality was still 25 years away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />, but that's in the story that's coming. A giant bite of fantasy had been taken out of me, however, and it was certainly a good first step. I don't have time to deal with it before I leave for work and still edit some on Neak's book. We'll see what it's like at work tonight.
t&l
An Idiotville reprint, since I don't have time to retype the pertinent parts. Quote:
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T&L was going to post a small segment of not-yet-out book #2 pretty soon here. It was something she really liked,
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No, t&l was going to send it to YOU to post. I don't know how to do all that high tech stuff, and besides, you're the head of I.T. anyway. I will do it this morning when I get home from work, before I go to sleep. So if it's not done today, you'll know who to blame!
Just to set the stage, this segment of the book is a behind-the-scenes view of the death of the young son of the widow of Nain. The Bible speaks of him as the first person Jesus resurrected while here on earth. And I mean REALLY behind-the-scenes, too, as in Satan and his angels, as well as the heavenly Guardians. Oded is the dying boy's uncle. He and the two unidentified women are all major figures in Neak's first book, Malchus--Touched by Jesus. One of the women is Malchus' wife, a secret supporter of Jesus. The other woman is her servant and friend. Neak's first book looks at Jesus' life through the eyes of His enemies, featuring Malchus. The second looks at Jesus' life through the eyes of His friends, featuring Simon Peter. I edited this segment yesterday and really enjoyed it (again!). It has humor, drama, and some interesting insights expressed in a very you_neak fashion. Rather than get my hand smacked for inappropriate use of the site, I'll just say if any of you actually want to read the book that's already written and out, and by doing that help Neak get that humungous $1.05 per book royalty (!) we do have some that we can sell and you may ask about it by writing to [email]sportkanga@yahoo.com.[/email] That's me. You don't want to write to Neak. You might get a pkg. with unpleasant spots on it it you do.
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Puky Princess is back
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I still think I like your previous name for her better. The Roil Princess. I forgot to tell you I thought that was pretty clever. And icky.
After that description, why don't you invite everybody over for dinner?! Veggie "meat" to eat. No drinks. A green hostess. And some background music of vomiting children, stomach gurglings, and European (and a'pukin) entertainers (from Belchum), of course. How could anyone resist an invite like that?!
t&l
full reality was still 25 years away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />,
A lot of the details of those 25 years are mercifully lost in my bad memory. If Neak and/or Neaksis think there's something that
must be included that I leave out, they may feel free to do what they have to do. I remember it basically as an interminable time of low-level hostility interspersed with generally-brief outbreaks of high-level hostility. It was a time in which my wretched children went and grew up on me, instead of staying cute and little and WITH me forever. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> However, these were not the events that provided the great (as in "significant," not as in "wonderful") insights I needed to finish growing up.
During these years I continued what I'd started back when I was about 27. Every year I sent MS, like everybody else I wrote to, a Christmas card and a picture of the kiddies. There was a period of several years when the kids each had to write a Christmas poem (so I didn't have to write a letter, but still had something to send! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />) before they could get their presents. Neakbro almost missed the gift opening one year and didn't cooperate until the last 45 min. before we sat down by the tree. Neak, shall we put some of those poems in the thread? Like Flard's Christmas poem about dead animals? Or Neaksis' one where she said her daddy wasn't like Donald Trump--her daddy liked to forage for things "at the dump"? We should do Neaksis' poem while she's on the road from AZ and can't object to her juvenile scribblings getting such wide exposure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
For about 10 yrs. I just mailed a seasonal note out to him, without comment, and without response (which I didn't expect and didn't actually
want--after all, I was OVER him, wasn't I?). Imagine my shock the year I was 37 when I got a Christmas card back--generic, bland--saying only that he'd enjoyed the cards and poems over the years, and commenting on what nice kids they seemed to be. If I'm not mistaken, I got a Christmas card the next couple of years, too, and then on my 40th birthday I had a birthday bouquet delivered to our house, and a card with very proper best wishes for me on my birthday. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> THAT was fun to explain to HP. Just because HE never buys me anything for holidays doesn't mean he expected someone else to remember it anyway.
I think I'm going to quit here, because I'm typing at work and I don't want to have to quit in the middle of the next segment if a pt. should suddenly arrive and require my magic fingers to cease typing and tend to her instead! Women in labor are SO self-centered that way, and expect their creature comforts to be given priority over very important MB communications in process! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi T&L,
I'm going to work now, but in case you missed me, I'm reading.
-AD
Hi T&L,
I'm going to work now, but in case you missed me, I'm reading.
-AD
I HAVE been wondering where you were, and am glad you're still Slogging Through the Saga. That'd make an OK title for my life, too, wouldn't it?
In case people think I'm insulting HP by calling him a clam, I'm actually not. In addition to his childhood traumas, he had an illness before he was 10 which required that he be completely bedfast for the better part of a year...which year he spent reading books, primarily about his Indian heritage. He developed great admiration for their stoicism, and determined to develop himself into a man of few words, also. He has certainly made a spectacular success of that particular endeavor, I can assure you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Clam and Portuguese don't mesh too well, just all on their own, and then there were all the other de-mitigating factors added onto that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So I am always reassured by knowing that somebody is out there, and I'm not, in my uncomfortably-and-increasingly-nekkid state, simply doing the Fan Dance of Futility. We Portuguese value feedback. I said "value," not "like." But if it's negative we just "feedback" ourselves. (Some of you may have noticed that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) I've never seen a Portuguese have a significant conversation with just himself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Why would I be the first? I have an ethnic heritage to uphold, I'll have you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
So thanks for letting me know you're there. I'd stay and chat longer, but unless somebody's gonna balance the checkbook for me so I can pay a couple of online bills and get to sleep, I have to leave now and DO IT MYSELF! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yea,
Where are those elves that are supposed to do the dirty work??????
I've been up to my elbows myself in not fun activities~
But I've been reading and thinking of what I'll say when I have time to say it!
Yea, Where are those elves that are supposed to do the dirty work??????
I think they've gone to live with my kids' Japanese aunties, who, quite frankly, deserve a break!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Line from song -
"If I could only go back again"
When I married, I honestly believed that it could, and would get better every year. I wanted it to, and she wanted it to.
However, we didn't have the skills, and some years it was worse.
Finding MB gave me some of the skills I was lacking. It did take both of us to make things improve, but they have improved. Our love grows, we do things for each other. We date, we take care of grand kids, and spend time with kids. We serve others, we work for a living.
The tapestry - the fabric of our lives grows richer, life is more joyful and more full.
I look to the future to be even better. I would never go back.
Now...............
I keep thinking that HP probably would like it to be this way. I know you would too. I mean, I don't think HP wants to live in emotional limbo - but I can see he may be more comfortable in limbo than in leaving his comfort zone. That is, I would guess he wants things to be better, or different, but is even more uncomfortable making changes.
Please comment. (SS smiles)
What I wonder is HOW it can be done. What would it take.
You have worked at it until you lost hope of change, or until you figured your energy could be spent in more productive ways.
Does HP have faith in God?
Does he live like it? Does his life show it?
I can see you do. Would you mind commenting on what it does for you in day to day living?
On good days, where does your joy come from?
SS
Another myth/fantasy crashing on the rocks...
You mean MY MOTHER did all that work that I thought was done "magically"???? So now I'M supposed to????
Hi CSue,
You seem well these days. If so....... that is good.
Should I bring back your scouting thread so you can say more about camp?
SS
Another myth/fantasy crashing on the rocks...
You mean MY MOTHER did all that work that I thought was done "magically"???? So now I'M supposed to????
Or, you could skip a generation, and teach your kids to do it. Also, Husbands can help a great deal if they are trained right. I can send you the whip my W uses. I am sure she could buy another one.
SS
Wow! And I thought my KIDS were the Quintessential Questioners! Tell you what, I'll sleep on it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to hate myself already when it's time to get up for work this afternoon. No sense in making it any worse by staying up even longer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS!!!
You're back!!!
Hi!!
Hmmmm...I like your idea of training the children!!
Actually SS,
Friday morning I should have time to post more thoroughly!
I've been doing "drive-by" posts!
I recall having some followup to do on that Scouting thread! It's near and dear to me!
As for training children.......
One of my teenage boys was having a fit about something, and my father was watching me deal with it.
When son left the room, my dad smiles a really big smile, and says "You didn't beat those kids near enough"
I never have been able to figure out if he was teasing, or serious. He never beat us........ hardly ever. In fact, I can't remember him ever doing it to me.
It's good to see you again.
SS
I was able to copy this from Idiotville much easier than I was able to copy it from the manuscript I'm working on in my computer. Why is that? At any rate, you may spend all the time you like today hovering near the toilet, now that this little task is taken care of. Tell the Roil Princess that Noah sends her a kiss...blown across the lake. And she doesn't have to blow one back, either!
Here is the chapter portion of which I spoke...
Chapter 19
“Move aside! I've come to take personal charge of the situation.” Satan swept his underlings aside as if they were nothing. “What part of 'move' don't you understand? He's coming this way, and we've got to be ready.”
Ever since his stunning defeat at the Temple, Satan had organized an information network to send an alert every time it appeared that a needy human might try to intersect with Jesus. At the slightest indication someone was merely thinking about coming to Jesus for help, every effort was made to discourage them from even making an attempt, or failing that, to prevent the meeting from actually taking place. The task force leaders handled this part of it, sometimes succeeding and sometimes failing, but their standing orders were to notify Satan himself if any cases of particular importance seemed to be taking shape. An imminent death in a city less than five miles from Jesus, and in His direct path, certainly seemed to qualify as important.
“Delay Him. Do whatever you have to do, but make sure He doesn’t get here in time. I’ll be waiting right here. I needed a break anyway.” A nervous subordinate from the lowest order produced a comfortable chair, seemingly from nowhere, and the rebel leader settled into it, a terrible smile on his face.
He could smell the rank odor in the little room if he chose, and he did. Watching a death, especially an agonizing, contorted one such as this, afforded him intense pleasure. The suffering of the lonely widow as she tended her only son, she herself on the brink of exhaustion, inflamed his sadistic passions still further. The unfortunate woman had no idea what had caused the sudden heaviness in the room as she bowed even lower in her sorrow.
Each of the frequent reports were encouraging. Efforts to slow the crowd bore fruit, and even if Jesus ran the whole way, he’d never make it in time. Yachne, the town busybody, and the only one who might have helped, had been away and would arrive too late. The neighbors would know nothing until it was over. Perfect, just perfect.
The underling who had brought the chair cleared his throat and stammered a few times before nerving himself to speak. “Er, Your Excellency, I couldn’t help but thinking…”
“And that's one of your main problems, too” Satan snapped, but only half-heartedly. He was enjoying himself much too much to be very petulant. “Very well, what is it?”
“I was just thinking that maybe it wouldn’t matter, even if our Enemy came too late. Remember M—” A giant hand shot out, reached around his neck and squeezed hard, so that he finished with a squeak, “—oses?”
“Don’t speak that name in my presence! And do you think I’m so stupid that I haven’t considered that possibility? But have you seen Jesus raise any dead people yet? Have you? Well, neither have I. Could He? I’m sure He could, but for whatever reason He hasn’t, and I’m sure He’s not about to start here, today, with an unimportant, unknown teenage boy!”
Terrified beyond belief, the smaller demon sought obscurity in an even deeper dimension. In the raucous laughter pursuing his unceremonious retreat no one marked, less than a minute later, the trio of humans turning onto the street, nor realized their destination until they were right outside the door.
I didn’t bother to listen again for a while after that, since every word Satan uttered from then on was even more vile than the one before it. Apparently he hadn’t known that the man, Oded, was Ornah’s brother. It wouldn’t have mattered anyway, for the boy was nearly gone and there was nothing any human could have done to delay his final breath. The Guardians only stood by, not interfering, their somber faces giving nothing away.
Once Satan calmed down and realized that the prayers of the big man were having no apparent effect, his pleasure returned. Though Oded couldn’t hear him, Satan mocked him in a way that had every wicked spirit for a mile rolling with laughter. And when the end finally came, I could not help but shudder at the explosion of evil glee.
With an effort, Satan composed himself and stood. “All right, we’ve had our fun. Now get the old busybody in here to hurry things along. It will take careful timing, but we can still have him buried and be gone well before our Enemy arrives. Places, everyone.” The nervous assistant crept out of hiding, folded the chair into hyperspace until it was the size of a pebble, and slipped it in his pocket before vanishing again.
It was rather odd. While the efforts to delay Yachne had worked just fine, once on the scene, she resisted all attempts to rush her. By the time she even found out she was needed, time was very short. It was now getting late in the afternoon, and although her greatest concern was to see the body buried that day, and not have to wait until morning, she insisted that the boy still be thoroughly cleaned. Unseen spirits cursed and tugged on their hair, nearly dancing with impatience as she supervised the preparations, careful that no step, however small, was left out.
“Hurry up already, or I’ll have to bury him myself,” Satan half-shrieked. And when he saw the tiniest hint of a smile appear on the face of Ranon’s Guardian, he went absolutely wild. In the end, prohibited from meddling with the humans, there was nothing he could do except wait, nursing the growing fear that once again he had been caught up in a plan much larger than his own.
As Ornah finally left the house beside the body of her son, the two visiting women holding her lest she fall, word came from the lookout that Jesus was at last within sight of the city. There was no other choice now. Satan strode along grimly at the front of the procession, followed by as many of his troops as he could muster at a moment’s notice.
Tempters pressed close to the grieving family, filling their minds with doubts and questions. “If God is fair, why did He let this happen? Doesn’t he care about us? Jesus has healed so many other people. If He is really God’s Son, why didn’t He come in time? Is God listening? Is He even there?”
Such doubting words found fruitful soil in those broken, aching hearts, and as their mistrust grew, so did the power of the demons, who swelled and stretched, more confident with each passing second. If, by their timing, they could not avert even the possibility of a blessing, there was still an excellent chance they could cause the humans to doubt, robbing themselves of their only hope of a miracle. As long as no one had any faith with which to receive Him, Jesus would be as powerless as if He were bound.
The two companies came to a confused stop, facing each other. Satan folded his arms defiantly, and stood ready to challenge any display of divine power. Jesus did not even acknowledge his presence, walking straight to the covered form on the stretcher. With Gabriel by His side, none of the rebels dared enter a dispute. They just held their breath, hoping that Jesus was not going to do what they thought He was going to do.
Carefully, Jesus laid the sheet back, not brushing against the boy in any way. No trace of sin or sickness, even death, could endure the touch of the Son’s hands. He paused, and Satan knew He was searching the hearts of the boy’s family for a shred of faith. The rebel signaled his tempters to continue pushing their thoughts of disbelief, but they could only remain forcibly mute in the presence of their former Commander.
The mother was in turmoil, and nearly out of her mind from the depth of her loss, and Jesus looked on her with pity. He turned His gaze to Oded, the boy’s uncle, and met his eyes knowingly. Oded, in spite of the many times he had seen Jesus heal others, had given place to the evil whisperings of the devil, and the sin of his doubting was far greater than that of his sister.
Then Jesus bent over Ronan, love showing in every movement, and Oded began again to weep, but this time in repentance. It was enough. “Young man, get up.” His voice was quiet, but the effect on the unseen world was tremendous. What a flapping and wailing went on as the forces of darkness fell back before the mighty shout of the heavenly host!
“Mother, what am I doing here?” Tears came to my eyes at the wonder and confusion in the boy’s face. I knew so well how he felt, to sleep in death and awake face to face with the Creator.
“Use your gift well, dear boy,” I said to myself. “So few of us have such an opportunity as this.”
Of course Peter, aided neatly by Set, wasted no time deciding how this wonderful power of God could be used to further his erroneous ideas of the Kingdom. Most of the tempters were still fearful and held at bay. Set, however, snarled at the Guardians, claiming the right to mingle among the holy messengers because of the sinful pride Peter cherished. And since that was the rule, reluctantly they let him pass.
Tarik was not idle, but it took him several minutes to turn Peter’s mind back to the essence of what he had just seen. Without the work of the Spirit, it would have been impossible. And when Peter finally prayed silently, thanking Adonai for letting him see this great event, Tarik smiled broadly. “Move back,” he commanded to Set, stepping between his charge and the towering demon. “It’s my turn again.”
As the two groups merged and turned toward the city, Tarik noticed something strange. The charge of his good friend, Deron, was behaving in a very peculiar manner. As an enemy of the Teacher, he often wore disguises in order to better spy on Him, and went to great lengths to avoid calling attention to himself. Yet now he was weaving back and forth through the crowd, peering closely at the faces of all the women.
Peter saw him right away, and it took him but a moment to connect him to the suspicious beggar he had seen in Cana, as well as several middle-class businessmen who had come to hear Jesus for a day or two each. Yes, he looked differently now, but the noble nose and hooded eyes were unmistakable, at least to someone with Peter’s abilities. “I knew it, I just knew it!” he gloated. “I’ll be watching for you, my friend.”
Tarik laughed, calling to Deron, “What is he doing, anyway? He usually tries to be so sneaky.”
Deron chuckled. “He’s looking for his wife. It’s a long story.”
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“Maybe you’ll be able to tell me next time. I’d love to hear all about it.”
I did it, Neak. I remembered what you taught me and it only too THREE tries to get it done right! You can put it on my feminine hygiene products thread. I've used my quota of techno-savvy for the day, and am going to bed.
Where did you get the idea tomatoes and tomato products were good for queasy women? Certainly not from me? You may tell the story if you like. For some reason, I'm feeling Wyatt-y right now.
t&l
P.S. I see the punctuation error. I'll go back and correct it. Don't fidget. You've still got one last crack at it anyway, so ultimately all the mistakes will be YOUR fault!!
Where did you get the idea tomatoes and tomato products were good for queasy women? Certainly not from me?
When I was pregnant with Neak, I couldn't tolerate
anything with tomatoes in it, not ketchup, tomato sauce, tomato sandwiches--nothing. NO tomatoes, not in any format...which was odd, because I'm normally a big tomato fan. I found this out after having a plate of spaghetti one day, when I, um,
recycled it back into the plate before I could even get up and leave the table. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Never had quite the same attitude towards the plate, either! Pregnancy and tomatoes, even after a hiatus of more than 2 decades, just sounds like a
really bad idea! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, just a quick drive-by on my way to bed, to relieve my brain of a stray thought...
On good days, where does your joy come from?
Are you trying to imply that they're not ALL good days? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
One reason I can have joy (even on bad days) is that God has promised that His "strength is made perfect in weakness." And I give him
SO much raw material with which to work!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Especially on bad days! So when I'm flopping and flailing and failing and sinking, God says that's the time when His strength, His power is at its greatest--which is why the Bible talks about us being strong only when we're weak. I give God LOTS of opportunities to show how strong He is! And His strength gives me joy.
t&l
Hi!!
I can quit asking questions of you want me to. Just let me know.
I am glad God's strength gives you joy. Isn't he wonderful to help us even when we (speaking for myself) often don't deserve it.
Do you understand why I am asking the questions?
Oh sure, I am curious, but I bet there is more to it than that. And yes, I've always been a pain in the rear, but it's more than that too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
Do you understand why I am asking the questions?
When you were a small boy you were like Neakbro, and took apart piano pedals and crawled into bean bag chairs (at other people's houses, no less) because you wanted to know how they worked?
Haven't a clue. May I buy one? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll give you a hint t&l...
SS is a pro at getting people to open up just a little at a time through introspection. Not because he is nosy but because he likes to see people grow and be happy.
Do I get the prize, ss?
SS is a pro at getting people to open up just a little at a time through introspection.
Don't tell me I'm going to lose another layer of skin to The POOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> By the time I'm done, even the sharks aren't gonna want me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I only logged on because I had to wait for Neak (the dizzy, pregnant one) to get her bread started so we can go run errands. I'll see what I can get done today, but I'm the speaker at church tomorrow (our pastor moved to NY and we haven't gotten another one yet, so everybody is pitching in to cover the services), and it doesn't seem proper to just wing it up there, and extemporize! So what waking time I have before my early crash this evening is likely to be spent gathering my thoughts into some sort of order.
I was going to title it "How to Get What You Want When You Pray--Every Single Time." But I don't feel like working that whole thing up today, though, so I'm going to focus on prayer from a slightly different angle instead and save the other for another (?) time.
If I'm back, I'm back. If I'm not, at least you can know I was using my time profitably anyway. I think Neak is ready. She just tottered out the door. I shall follow.
t&l
I'm still waiting for the rest of MS's story....
I'm still waiting for the rest of MS's story....
Oh, all right. Here's a snippet for you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I told you I don't remember a lot of details about the intervening 25 yrs. between the sky of life beginning to turn light and the sun actually coming up. And, it seems, Neak and Neaksis are being RUDE enough to selfishly pursue their own lives and activities instead of slavishly providing, for the thread, details that I've forgotten. Hm-m-m-m-m. That may not be entirely a
bad thing, given that some of the things I know they remember are, shall we say, unfortunate--at least from my point of view? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> As you were, girls. Carry on! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Nine years ago in April, Neaksis was scheduled to go with my parents on a trip back to WI for a reunion of the school where my dad was principal when I was born, as well as a trip to the FARM. It was my favorite place in the whole world, when I was little...much more exciting than Waikiki Beach could ever hope to be! When Neak was 7, she got to go with GM and GP back to the farm, and at almost-18, it was finally Neaksis' turn, too. Once the trip idea was settled, Neaksis started
hounding and
badgering and
bugging me to go along with them. "It won't be any fun without
you, Mama,.." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> This harrassment went on for wks. until finally I agreed to go. However, when I said yes, I also told her at that time, and very plainly, "If MS is there, you're gonna be in big, BIG trouble!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The school reunion was for HIS school, too, you see, and I had absolutely no desire to ever cross paths with him again. I kinda
liked being somebody's perfect memory--no wrinkles, no fat, no gray, no crabbiness...well, you get my point. I was not enjoying getting older, being at this time just past my 48th birthday, and resentful of the fact that my youth, whatever beauty I'd had, my enthusiasm, my doggone
LIFE, blah, blah, blah, blah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h, had been squandered on a man who, although he claimed to "love" me, not only didn't like me but seemed to disapprove of everything I did, including breathing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I had a good thing going being someone's forever-young memory. Why would I have wanted to screw it up? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Well, fact of the matter is, I didn't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> But I went because Neaksis wanted me to, and so for the first time in 27 years I ventured back to the place where my train had derailed, so to speak.
Sabbath morning we went to the school gym for church. There we sat with a couple we'd known approximately forever. They were from the farming community where my mother was born, and had been students at the academy when I was born. Now almost in their 70s, they'd been taught by my dad when they were in their teens. They were also the surrogate parents for MS, and had befriended him when he was a child, as I told earlier. I sat next to Neaksis, who was next to my mom, who was next to Es. Es leaned across the two of them to get my attention, and whispered to me, "MS is here. He got in last night." With considerable effort, I returned my bugged-out eyes to their regular sockets, and made some non-committal answer before sitting back in my chair to assimilate this stunning piece of bad news. Neaksis' eyes were bugged out, too, and she whispered to me in turn, "I'm sorry, Mama."
Well, how was I supposed to know that this year, of all years, he'd travel almost 2,000 miles to attend a school function which he regularly skipped? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
DON'T STOP NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!
DON'T STOP NOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!
I can't do it right now. I'm a good public speaker, and comfortable talking in a variety of settings, but I am NOT going to get up tomorrow and try to conjure up 45 min. of spiritual edification on the spot!
However, because it made my daughters laugh so much, I will tell you what happened tonight after I came home from Neak's house. HP told me about a recent incident at work. His computer got goobered up, and IT, in the process of "fixing" it, just trashed it so that pretty much nothing worked. But they kept working on it, and eventually they got it repaired so that it was better than it had been before. So he went to the lady in charge and told her this, and that he wanted her to know how much he appreciated her hard work. (Please bear in mind that this a man who almost
never acknowledges the work that I do, to say nothing of thanking me for it!) I was listening to this story, and mentally going over the discrepancies, when he said, "You know, she told me, 'Hardly anybody ever says thanks to us. They just chew us out all the time!' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I want to shake your hand." I wasn't going to say anything, but at the end, I just couldn't resist. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> He was SO pleased that he'd made her day by his gratitude, and oblivious to to the discrepancy in the way he'd treated a co-worker to the way he treats me...so I said, "You know, if you told ME 'thank you," I'd give you a kiss." And then went back to what I was doing. I'm busy working away when I hear this voice behind me go, "Thank you." I said, "For WHAT?" and turned around to see him sitting there with this cheesy grin on his face. So I kissed him. And he said, "Thank you." So I kissed him again. "Thank you," said the Tar Baby. Smack! And here I told you the Tar Baby says nothing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
After about the 5th or 6th expression of gratitude, I whacked in him the stomach (after I kissed him) and said, "This thing CAN be abused, you know!" So now he appears every little bit to say thank you. I'm going to bed. All this PDA is wearing me out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I did stay up long enough to hear him tell Neak that red-headed twins were in his family. Give that girl something new to worry about besides OW, the bankruptcy, and the ex-employee trying to sue blood out of their turnip! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
I'm still reading, not all of it, mind you, but bits here and there. It sounds like your mister tar baby is not so clueless as you led us to believe.
-AD
thank you for the chapter, but when is the NEXT ONE??????
I'm still reading, not all of it, mind you, but bits here and there.
You mean you're SKIPPING some?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It sounds like your mister tar baby is not so clueless as you led us to believe.
I'm sorry. I never meant to imply that he is clueless. This is a very smart man. The things he does are deliberate. I no longer choose to be the trout which rises every time he casts his line, but he fishes nevertheless. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
thank you for the chapter, but when is the NEXT ONE??????
I'll try for tonight. In fact, I'll try to finish the whole thing during the coming wk., if I can. Surely it can't be a zoo at work for 6 nights in a row!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I certainly hope when the story's done,I don't turn out to have been a one-trick pony!
Ok. I'll be looking forward to it.
Picking up where we left off, bugged eyes and all...
I was OK during the church service, having had his location pointed out to me (safely across the other side of the gym). I also had the advantage of him in that I knew he was there, while he'd probably have expected to see a space ship land on the stage and beam up the school principal before he expected to see me...so for the next several hrs. I ducked and weaved around the crowd and avoided him with utmost artfulness. They were having some kind of performance thingy in the afternoon, and I was going to sing a song at it, and play the piano for another man to sing a song also. I was sitting on one side of the chapel, waiting for the program to start, when I saw him come in with Es and Wa and sit down on the other.
"Susan," I said to myself, "you're a 48-yr. old woman (I mention my age to myself a lot when I'm giving myself lectures or pep talks!). You're being ridiculous and juvenile to skulk around like this. Go over, say hello, and get it over with." So I got up and walked around behind, and back up the aisle to where they were. I was sure by this time Es had told him I was there, since they ate lunch together, so I just greeted him and told him it was nice seeing him again, and maybe after the program we'd have a chance to visit a bit if he had time. All very matter-of-fact; after all--in my mind, I'd been "over" this for more than 15 years. I was standing (hunched over); he was sitting. I put my arms around his shoulders and gave him a quick hug. Well, it was supposed to be a quick hug. To my surprise, and considerable consternation, he put his arms around me and didn't let go. Believe me, I was not thinking, "How wonderful to be in MS's arms again." I WAS thinking, "Holy cow! Am I ever going to be in trouble if my mother looks across the auditorium and sees THIS!!!!!!!!!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> This embrace lasted 3 or 4 interminable seconds, but it seemed much longer to me and I quickly scuttled back to my side of the room--in a much more contemplative mood than I had left it.
After the program he, Neaksis, and I sat for maybe an hr. in the auditorium with people milling all around us and had a well-chaperoned conversation about the past and the present. Don't remember too many things we talked about, but certainly nothing that couldn't be heard by a sheltered teenage girl with ears the size of satellite dishes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I do remember asking him why he had never married and he said that he'd never found anybody he wanted to get married to, and that when he was 37 he quit looking. I let the comment pass without comment, but immediately recognized that that was the year he had sent me the first Christmas card. (He'd continued to send Christmas cards for about 5 years, and then had quit as abruptly as he'd started, so that at this point it had been 5 years or so since I'd heard anything from him.)
It was a pleasant conversation, without any dangerous undertones or currents. MS was no longer Adonis, with the to-die-for physique. He was just a pleasant, middle-aged man with thinning, graying hair and a phsyique that looked like something very small but roundish had already died near his middle, and been safely buried right under his belt, too. Of course, his forever-young image of me was also shot, although at that point the formaldehyde was still working on me and I think I was a still just a bit better-preserved than he was. (The last 10 years have been very aging ones for me, however, while he still looks the same as he did in '96.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I've got to get my pt. gowned, gloved, masked, and otherwise swaddled so she can go to the intensive care nursery to see her 2#12oz. baby before shift change. So I'm off, but I DID keep my promise to write at least a little.
t&l
If I could remember things better, I'd probably have played these conversations over and over in my mind a lot, but the same poor memory that keeps me from dishing all the gory details now, saved me from a lot of inappropriate and unnecessary brooding back then! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Which is not to say I didn't brood. But it was for a LOT shorter period of time than it ever would've been if I could've remembered more of what I was brooding about!
I say this as prelude to relating that we had at least one more conversation that day, this one standing out in front of the auditorium while hundreds of people milled around. Unfortunately or fortunately, I remember absolutely nothing that was said there, and the above memory is the reason why. When it was time for him to leave for his own class reunion, I said good-bye to him with the idea that I wouldn't see him again. He gave me another of those hugs whose length exceeded my comfort zone (that would be after approximately 2 seconds, in case it matters!), and after a few moments I stepped back. As I did that his hand slid down my arms (I'll have you know those arms were safely covered by a shirt, and jacket, AND a leather coat made from a dead real cow! It was WI in April, and COLD!) to my hands, which he held in both of his as I continued to back up until finally only our fingertips were touching and then fell away.
I believe I've said that I've pretty much had fantasy and googly-eyed romanticism ground out of me by the realities of my life. What came to mind as this was happening was to wonder how on earth, I (of all people) came to be in a movie scene of such overpowering sentimentality. I was briefly grateful I wasn't diabetic, or I'd have need a quick dose of insulin! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> OK, Pep, if you're still stopping by the thread, THERE is an example of humor masking pain--not now, but back when it happened. I was headed straight for a brick wall, and still making jokes 2 feet from impact.
So I went back to my folks, and watched the students trounce the alumni in basketball. They say that age and guile beat youth and inexperience, but not every single time, let me tell you. In the morning we were set to go to the farm (about 100 miles away), where we planned to spend a few days visiting relatives and staying with EsWa at their home. Nobody bothered to tell me the night before we left that MS was going there for a visit, too, nor that he'd be staying at the same house we were at. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I'll try to come back soon, if it stays Q _ _ _ _, but right now there's food up front, and you know how I feel about priorities! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Are you coming over today? I still have cobbler, you know, and I certainly haven't been eating it very fast. Yes, it is straight up bribery to get you to come over and finish your story. Either this happened more than once (ha!), or there was a lot to this that you INADVERTENTLY FORGOT (HA!!!!) to tell me.
Are you coming over today? I still have cobbler, you know, and I certainly haven't been eating it very fast. Yes, it is straight up bribery to get you to come over and finish your story. Either this happened more than once (ha!), or there was a lot to this that you INADVERTENTLY FORGOT (HA!!!!) to tell me.
Keep the those little rats out of the cobbler (that would include all SIX of the darlings, too. Tell 'em it's Noah's and she's gonna be cranky if it disappears before she gets there!) I'll be there momentarily.
No story-finishing right now, though. Your dad is taking me out to dinner. Actually, he's going to dinner himself to kill time while he waits for the computer guy to be available at 6PM, and since I'm going to be in the same town going to work, he's probably afraid I'll catch him feasting solo if he doesn't include me. As far as the accusation of keeping secrets--I have no idea what you're talking about! I'm an open book. Written, unfortunately, in gibberish...but the book itself is wide open. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi,
Has anyone seen Pep lately?
Glad Neak seems to be doing really well.
T&L,
Three years is a long time to work like that. I admire you for it, but I am thinking........ well, for now, Lets just say I hope you take your vacation time for vacations, and not anything else.
No, I was not like neakbro, I didn't take things apart just to see what made them tick. That was my little bro. He still does it. Now though, he manages to get some of them back together.
I Faithful was right, I like to ask questions to get people to think about things they say, and sometimes light goes on, and sometimes I help.
You are an interresting person, but you don't give any thing away about WHO YOU ARE NOW.
Perhaps If I listen to the journey, I will get it anyway.
SS smiles, clocks out.
You told me at the time that there was a forest. Now you are listing the trees.
Three years is a long time to work like that. I admire you for it, but I am thinking........ well, for now, Lets just say I hope you take your vacation time for vacations, and not anything else.
Don't be silly. Vacations are time for catching up on the stuff I can't get done because I work so much. I may take my Dad to Hawaii at the end of Oct. to attend the 50-yr. reunion of the Class of '55. However, being away from work isn't necessarily a vacation. If we do this, I will have taken my folks (now only dad) back to HI 4-5 times in the last 8 yrs. or so, without putting so much as a single toe in the water even once. And not because of my shark phobia, either! I still owe CSue (I think) a vacation post, but really the only actual do-nothing vacation I've had in the last 8 yrs. was after I had surgery and couldn't go back to work for 6 wks. so I took a multi-state trip by myself. Now THAT was a vacation. It's coming up in the Saga soon.
No, I was not like neakbro, I didn't take things apart just to see what made them tick. That was my little bro. He still does it. Now though, he manages to get some of them back together.
Your mother thanks you. What she said about your brother is, in all probability, entirely another matter!!!
You are an interresting person, but you don't give any thing away about WHO YOU ARE NOW.
Certain things about me NOW should be extrapolatable (I know, I just made that up, but use it anyway) just from what you've heard so far: determined, resilient, helpful towards others, devout-though-imperfect, humorous in a self-deprecating-and-possibly-grotesque way, etc. I'm a linear sort of person, and since we're telling a story, I'm plowing through it from beginning to end, with grimly-determined resilience. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I don't have the time, even if I had the inclination, to wander down every (or any) side path in search of myself. If, when I finish, somebody still wants to ask questions, I'll gladly entertain them (there are still some cookies and milk left over from entertaining the marriage-improvement advice!). But I want to finish this for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that I ordinarily do not allow my mind to even ENTER this neck of the woods, to say nothing of wandering around admiring the trees, flowers, cute little animals, and the rest of the verdant sylvan scenery. You know, it just occurred to me--if we're here in the deep forest, where'd all these blasted
sharks come from anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> My metaphors apparently are becoming confused. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The cobbler is singing its siren song. And there ARE all those kids around there. I'm going to go and get my serving while there's still some to serve!
t&l
You told me at the time that there was a forest. Now you are listing the trees.
Interesting that we should simultaneously make use of that metaphor, since I was busily making a forest scene of my own without knowing what you'd written. Let's see: oak (hard to cut), redwood (tall-in-a-short-kind-of-way, sturdy, thick around the middle), pine (not affected by seasonal changes and can survive and even thrive both in the sun and the snow), spruce (blue, considering the Saga <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />), maple (if I'm going to lose my leaves, it might as well be colorful and beautiful), royal poinciana (wonderful flowers at least once a year), golden or rainbow shower (then the beautiful flowers all fall off on the ground and DIE!!!!!!!!!!). Please tell me you don't want to meet each petal individually! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
One more thing T&L,
You are smarter than you will admit to.
SS smiles some more. It's a warm friendly smile. A chuckle slips out.
BTW, I am not disupting what you say, it makes sense.
I'll just sit back and enjoy the ride, and try to remember not to say "thank you" when I'm in the same room as you.
You don't mind teasing, do you?
Neak, does she take teasing well?
SS
Hi SS, she ALWAYS takes teasing well if she knows it's teasing, and usually takes it ok even if she's not sure. You are right, too, in that she is very smart. OtherSusan the Stupid has become OtherSusan the Terrifyingly Intelligent and Powerful Woman. Megalithic was an apt description, though she still tends to see herself as Mild-Mannered Clarkina Kent.
Superwomen fits her well.
However, don't tell her, she may want compensation.
SS
Lol! We wouldn't want that, nor would we want her to appear in skin-tight blue-and-red underwear with a cape.
I'll take your word on it.
Ok, you made me laugh - I admit it.
More like the female version of yoda?
With racing stripes?
SS
Very short, she is. Tallness misplaced, she has.
Mr. Incredible with flowing tresses also springs to mind.
Laughing so hard I can't type very well.
Edited for spelling and typos.
What do we do when she shows up?
Laugh with her?
SS
I was just getting ready to hit 'post' when she flung open my door and stepped in. I leaped dramatically and tinkled with casual laughter. "Oh, hiiiiiiiiiii, Mom!"
"Did you see that SS wrote?" she asked.
Guilty look. "Er, yes, as a matter of fact, I did."
Fortunately she was not eating a bite of the cobbler right at the moment she discovered what we had been up to in her absence. Bad enough we had to wipe spit off the monitor.
I was just getting ready to hit 'post' when she flung open my door and stepped in. I leaped dramatically and tinkled with casual laughter.
Believe me, as pregnant as she is, if she was "tinkling"
anything , it wasn't casual laughter!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Lol! We wouldn't want that, nor would we want her to appear in skin-tight blue-and-red underwear with a cape.
Call it the Spandex Challenge! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll just sit back and enjoy the ride, and try to remember not to say "thank you" when I'm in the same room as you.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> OK, that made me laugh right out loud! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, time to go for me -
My sides ache.
I think we get peach cobler tonight. Goody.
SS
OK, time to go for me -
My sides ache.
I think we get peach cobler tonight. Goody.
SS
Is it fresh? Or did I spray your monitor, too, and you're just hoping to scrape some off for yourself? Neak said that if it's mine, you'll be able to tell because it will all be on the
inside of your screen. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> E-e-e-e-e-e-ew. Sorry about that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What fun it is to be a fly on this cobbler! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
What fun it is to be a fly on this cobbler! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
If you read
everything, and didn't skip stuff <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> (reading a bit "here and there"--hm-m-m-m-mph!), you'd know how dangerous it is to be a fly around The Great White Huntress. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm DEATH on flies, and have many fly swatters scattered strategically around the house, in case I happen upon one unawares. But on my cobbler? [color:"red"] THWACK! THWACK!THWACKTHWACKTHWACKTHWACKTHWACK!! [/color] Did I mention that I've got bad aim? That would explain the multiple blows, but at least give me credit for persistence. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
More like the female version of yoda?
All right, who blabbed about my ears? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'll have to find a picture of Baby Yodette for Neak to post. Had about the same amount of hair, too!
Sorry, no racing stripes.
t&l
One more thing T&L,
You are smarter than you will admit to.
I admit to it just fine. I don't think I need to wave it around like the American flag, just to see who'll salute! I was the snarky, pesky kid that got good grades without studying (except in math...if I got a good grade there, I worked for it!). Being smart in many ways kept me (for many years) from becoming self-disciplined. Especially for kids, I think they're better off to be average with diligent work habits than smart and "skating" through everything. I'd much rather be wise than smart. Smart is what you know. Wise is what you do with what you know. That can be tricky!
You don't mind teasing, do you?
Given the way I needle life, it would be pretty hypocritical of me to object to a little reverse flow once in awhile, now wouldn't it? As Neak said, I do tend to withdraw if I'm not sure if it's teasing or not, at least until I figure it out. She can't criticize, though, since she's exactly the same way! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Lol! We wouldn't want that, nor would we want her to appear in skin-tight blue-and-red underwear with a cape.
Call it the Spandex Challenge! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The girls wanted SO badly to take a picture of me in a Superman outfit that I just HAD to indulge them. You'll never guess what happened.......
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> My Spandex 'Sploded! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Now I'm worried. Sure hope none of you were hurt by any of those [color:"red"] molten [/color] projectiles, which left my body at a
ferocious rate of speed. Warp 9, if I'm not mistaken. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Susan-1. Spandex-0.
t&l
P.S. After many previous attempts and failures, tonight I have finally discovered how to change the font color, n case nobody could tell. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Woo-hoo.
The cobler was fresh - or um, it was peach pie. The peaches are getting ripe as fast as we can use them from our one little tree
Sad thing is we ate all of it. Good thing is that we ate all of it, with ice cream.
Have fun with the font color.
I suppose it would be bad form to ask what this spandex thingie was all about?
I didn't ask ! I didn't ask!!
SS
I suppose it would be bad form to ask what this spandex thingie was all about? I didn't ask ! I didn't ask!!
The spandex was hypothetical. I was going to say imaginary but didn't want to damage anybody's personal imagination. How would
I know what a [color:"red"] red [/color] and [color:"blue"] blue [/color] Superman outfit is made out of?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Spandex and 57 would be a bad combo, IMHO. Spandex, 57, AND a camera? A recipe for disaster. Possibly an actual crime, in some jurisdictions! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You didn't ask. I didn't tell. So there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OtherSusan the Stupid has become OtherSusan the Terrifyingly Intelligent and Powerful Woman.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Oh, good grief! If I'm so powerful, how come I can't change things into what I want them to be? Huh? Huh?
Megalithic was an apt description, though she still tends to see herself as Mild-Mannered Clarkina Kent.
I think megalithic makes me sound like Stonehenge. Which would make YOU a chip off the old block there, girlie--so be careful what you say! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And she's right, I DO think of myself as mild-mannered, and am always surprised to have people I don't know well tell me (or someone else who tattles to me about it) what a strong person I am. All I can say is, if these people think I'm strong based on what I do and say now, I hate to think what they'd perceive me to be if I actually and regularly said the things that I think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Clarkina
Again, I don't remember a lot of details about the time spent "together" at EsWa's house. Certainly it was all open for public consumption, and chaperoned out the wazoo. I remember it snowed on April 15, which for a CA girl was a pretty amazing thing.
The one thing I do remember vividly is this: The second (and last) night we were both there, my folks went over to our relatives' house and Neaksis and I stayed at EsWa's to visit with them and MS. When it was time to go to bed, Neaksis and I got up to go outside to the RV where our family was sleeping. As we walked down the hallway towards the door, we passed behind the couch where MS was sitting, and he turned around and spoke to my daughter. "Neaksis," he said, "I just want you to know that meeting you will be in my book of special memories forever." At that we proceeded down the hall and out the door, and I was torn between feeling profoundly moved at the melancholy and pathos of the expressed sentiment, and feeling like smacking him upside the head for being so stupid that he would have to "treasure" a chance meeting like this instead of having had and known a daughter of his own for a whole lifetime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
People are really intolerably foolish at times, present writer NOT exempted! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Coming soon, to a monitor screen near you...[color:"orange"]SUNRISE[/color]!!!
t&l
I am in SUCH a good mood this morning!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'll have all you hypercritical nitpickers here who've spent so much energy in demolishing my [color:"blue"] layers [/color] (blue suede) one increment at a time, know that I got complimented on my facade today!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OK, technically she wasn't really complimenting my facade, per se, and she didn't actually say, "Hey, Susan, nice facade you're wearing there." What she said was, "You're such a happy person." Which can only mean that my facade is still I-N-T-A-C-T. Yes-s-s-s-s! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Of course, she's newly from China and maybe American facades don't translate well into Chinese. How do I know? Why should I care? I can still fool people with my boundless good humor, and that's what counts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Besides, pretending to be in a good mood makes me in a good mood...eventually. Doesn't it work that way for everybody? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'd elaborate but I've exhausted myself with exhilaration and must rest. Sweet dreams to me. Everybody else work hard! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
just a quick drop in here, but thanks for the pictures Flard took, the rattlesnake was quite impressive, and the tarantula quite cute!!!
I have nothing to comment on, except hurry and finish your story, or I'm gonna, I'm gonna... I'm gonna be waiting here forever. Mummified. With spider webs growing all over me, and lotsa dirt. While I wait, I should prepare my Living Will, and dole out my scrap books, school books, reading books, pencils, papers, and all my other truly important things that I own, off to the important people, so you can inherit the things you need to inherit and also, be aware, you can find my carcass in Dry Fork, Arkansas, just ask for my folks, everyone knows who we are. I'd like to be cremated. That is, if you don't finish your story! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
all you hypercritical nitpickers here
We now resume our regularly-scheduled programming of grotesque self-deprecating humor... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Other-deprecating humor so often seems to go over a lot like a pregnant pole vaulter. Doesn't soar. Lands kinda heavily. May splat upon contact. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Gell!!!! Back in the land of internet connections again, I perceive. Cool. I need an address so I can send you some pictures I found this weekend.
hurry and finish your story
I thought I WAS hurrying. Am I the only one who can tell? My turtle is going just as fast as it can. Really. Hold the mummification AND the cremation. The Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid nearly killed ME, but there's certainly no reason for anybody else to die over it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
There is an alleged pt. allegedly en route to the hospital with alleged pain. However, since she's taking her good sweet time getting here, let's see if I can finish another snippet before she rolls throught the door.
I believe the sun actually peeked over my horizon after MS had left for home, sometime during the few days we spent at the farm on that trip. I went with my parents to visit a former high school admirer of hers, and his wife. At this time my mother was 80; my dad was 79. The other couple were in that same age range. I didn't have much to contribute to the conversation, being just the designated driver, so I just sat quietly listening to them reminisce about events from long ago, and people dead and gone for years. (I'm typing this at work, obviously, and just remembering this conversation makes me cry--so if anybody here asks me why I'm sitting at the hospital computer with tears in my eyes and running down my cheeks, I'm going to be royally peeved that I didn't save this to do at home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) Of the four people involved in the visit that day, only my dad is still alive; maybe that's what makes it all seem so very, very sad to me. As I listened to them over the course of an hour or so, reliving events that had long since disappeared into the mists of the past as if they had just happened yesterday a realization began to dawn on me.
I think it was the story of the ice skating trip at the local pond that crystalized the concept. Here were these old, somewhat feeble folk' yet in their minds and memories they and their friends were still as young and fresh and beautiful as they'd ever been. It's hard for me to express it exactly, especially as every few words I'm having to stop to blow my nose, wipe my eyes, and cast a furtive glance over my shoulder to be sure nobody's paying any attention to Snivelling Susan over at the computer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Nothing had changed for them, except that their bodies had betrayed them, and grown old. But in their minds, their hearts, their thoughts, they were all still young--and they still loved now, and cherished dearly, the people they had loved then, with an immediacy and a fervor that astounded me. And that was the moment when the sun came up at last, and I realized that I was NEVER really going to get over losing MS and the life I had once so eagerly dreamed of having. All those years I'd been running and hiding from it, or pretending that it didn't matter any more, had been exercises in foolish futility, because it wasn't going to go away.
When the kids were little, we had a tree in the front yard that was evil. I forget the nickname they gave it, but I didn't like it because it had very wide-spread roots which sent up tree suckers all over the lawn so that every time I mowed there were more little trees springing up in the grass. If I hadn't mowed the lawn, it would've been solid trees after awhile. In my life, losing MS was the tree, and walling it off and pretending it wasn't there any more was not taking care of the lawn. So it sent out little shoots everywhere it could find a spot, and I wasn't smart enough to mow. As I look over my life, almost all of the flamboyant mistakes I have made were, in one way or another, related to this loss and my reaction to it. My attention-seeking from men (early in the marriage) would be a prime (and unpleasant) example. Impulsively marrying would be another.
For the first time, I not only saw clearly, but I accepted (assuming I still have a marble left in my head by that point), that on the day I die, I will still have in my memory a vivid, perfect image of my beautiful soldier, and I will still love him and cherish him then as dearly as I did when we first fell in love. I can't tell you how painful that realization was, nor how shocking.
Great! The pt. is finally here--now that I look like Rudolph with pinkeye! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> So let's do a quick wind-up. I left WI before everybody else so I could get back to work. My folks and Neaksis were going to drive; I flew. So I ended up, just a few days later, flying out of the very same airport (O'Hare), on my way back to the very same state, still broken-hearted over the same man. Exactly the way I'd been 27 years before...except for this. I wasn't 21 yrs. old any more. I was no longer boundlessly optomistic, with my youth and life ahead of me in all their limitless possibilities. I didn't have any more great dreams or expectations of my future. Even at 21, when I'd had all those things, I still thought my my heart would break. Imagine what it was like at 48, with all that gone...and when the plane left the ground and roared into the sky, I broke into a frenzy of weeping that was unprecedented for me. (Silent, of course. I'm very inhibited about crying in public, but having a window seat, I was able to feign an pathological fascination in the passing scenery so nobody noticed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) And so, willy-nilly, I headed back to my real world, to try and figure out what I was going to do with the rest of my life.
t&l
P.S. Neak--weeping willow! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
One thing you may have noticed about the sun coming up every morning is how very different things look once there's light shining on the landscape. You can see more clearly--details instead of blurred, indeterminate shapes. Sometimes this is good. Sometimes not so much, at least at first.
The year this happened was HP's and my 25th anniversary year. Things had really settled down into a stable, if dysfunctional, pattern. Fighting and arguing was minimal, although not non-existent. I didn't spend a lot of time brooding about the previous quarter century, but if I'd been asked to give The Readers' Digest Condensed Virgin, I would've had no trouble in attributing the start of our marital troubles to the one who started them. That would've been HP. He initiated. I retaliated. Things got out of hand!
THAT was how the marriage looked to me before the sun came up, and if I'd described it that way to you then, I would've been telling you my very best, most honest description of our relationship, and where it went wrong. And then there was light. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Sigh. Really large, deep sigh. How the appearance of my landscape changed when it was daytime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
For the first time, I really looked at what I had done; and for the first time, I was able to place proper responsibility on each of the parties in this relationship. Tracing backwards through the misdeeds, sins, and egregious offenses we had each committed over the years, I eventually came (in my quest to understand how things had gone so very wrong) to the instigator...and shockingly, not to HP, but to myself. Nothing that he ever did to me--not one thing--would've been possible without the first wrong which had been committed by ME, poor-victimized-Susan, when I made the deliberate, conscious choice to marry one man when I KNEW I was in love with another. By that choice, I set in motion a train of events I could never have forseen. I deprived my husband of the opportunity to find and marry someone who loved him for himself. I set myself up for failures I never dreamed I could make. Together, because of my choice, we brought children into a bitter, contentious home, and then gave them a childhood they never asked for, nor deserved.
If my life were a jigsaw puzzle, all the pieces had now been suddenly rearranged. And I was not pleased with the new picture I saw. It was ugly. But regardless of its unattractiveness, the pieces finally fit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And so I made another choice, but better this time. I chose to deal with reality, and in accepting my own responsibility for my life, to let go of the blame I had always attached to my husband for our train-wreck marriage, and the resentment I felt towards him for what he had done to me over the years.
I'm not trying to say this was easy. I guess I can talk about that later after I think it through a bit more. I'm going to edit Neak's book for a chance of pace. I'm a pain in the angst to myself today, and enough's enough.
t&l
P.S. If I'm editing (and I AM), somebody'd better be working on the cover!
Very short, she is. Tallness misplaced, she has.
Mr. Incredible with flowing tresses also springs to mind.
And while hunting for another picture last wk., guess what I did? I found a picture of "Mr. Incredible" and her flowing tresses, that's what! I can't see Neak until tomorrow but I'll have her post it for me, as well as a picture of the The Pwitty, Pwitty Faiwy Pwintheth, both before and after she apparently spent the day sipping nectar from the flowers in the beer garden! After all this wallowing about in the pool I've been doing lately (even though it SEEMS that I've been wallowing
alone <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) I'm ready for at least a brief change of pace, and something with some humor in it!! I've also got pictures of the Whirling Dervish after his mother got him ready for guests, and then quit watching him long enough for him to find the mud puddle in the back yard. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Neak thinks it's funnier now than she did at the time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
When's the next chapter?????
When's the next chapter?????
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I will write tonight at work if I have time. I've stayed up too late this morning to write this afternoon. I'm going to be sleeping right up until the stick of dynamite goes off under my bed and wakes me up to leave for another one of those busy days at the ORIFICE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Tomorrow is iffy. It's my one day off, and there are errands to run. However, I WILL be at Neak's house to cut my dad's hair, and she DOES have that computer with DSL. But the humor break comes first. I have to find something to laugh at
every single day. It keeps the discouragement gremlins from building little condominiums in my brain. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
It was interesting, though. In looking for the pictures I wanted Neak to post, I came across a picture of MS and Neak's little girl from the last time I saw him. I think it was about 2 yrs. ago. I've lost track. And I was perfectly able to look at it without mooning (I certainly hope it goes without saying which meaning of "mooning" I'm talking about!!!), or mooing either, about lost opportunities and missed chances. How I got from the fire hose of tears sitting on that plane 9 years ago, to the person who could see the pictures this morning, and with a cheerful spirit move right on through the stack, is pretty much why I've opened myself to the embarrassment of telling The Sorry Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid. Maybe when I get done I'll be allowed to change it to OtherSusan the FormerlyStupid. I guess we'll see! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
The words....the words.... where are the words to ask this.
What I want to ask is exactly when did the sun come up and shine a different light on the past 25 years of marriage?
When did enlightment occur? And how are you different as a result?
End of questions....however regarding the jigsaw puzzle - it's a puzzle that has the ability to change landscapes. How will the puzzle look now in the light your new "enlightment"?
Your children seem happy and well adjusted too.
When's the next chapter?????
cc46--Don't tell anybody. It can just be our little
private secret. OK? But I was beginning to think I was alo-o-o-o-o-o-o-one around here. Everybody got so very quiet. And I'm afraid of silence. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
OK, not really "afraid," as in trembling with terror, but I certainly don't like it. I have on background music while I work, fans while I sleep, the radio while I drive, the tv at work if I get a chance to take a little nap--something, anything going on around me so I don't feel all by myself. Weird, huh? Especially from somebody who doesn't really like to be bothered while I'm busy, either. At any rate, I just wanted to let you know I'm glad you're here. You have calmed my skittish nerves. Thank you.
t&l
Well, who
WOULDN'T be nervous if they were swimming in a pool full of sharks! Hmmph. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Look back 10-15 posts to where I sat and listened to my parents and their friends reminisce about the past. That was daybreak. You don't see everything at dawn that you can at noon time, so I'm not claiming that it all became clear to me at that moment. But it was the start. For that matter I'm not claiming I understand it all now. If I did, I'd know I was lying, even if nobody else outside the family knew.
I'm not going to delve into how it changed me just yet. It's 1100 and I have to get up in 6 hrs. or less, so I'll just sunbathe and sleep by the pool today, if you don't mind. It is my intention, at the end, to ask Neak and Neaksis to give their opinions about what has or has not changed about me before I tell my own opinion. That way, nobody will have influenced them to repeat the party line. Besides, I'm curious to know what they think (and hope their brick bats are small!) and to see if the changes they perceive in me are the same ones I THINK I made. Should be interesting. But a little scary, all the same.
t&l
t&l,
I am following your story very, very attentively. Let me tell you a secret: I have 3 threads which are sent to my e mail : one is mine and one is yours!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I just don't want to miss any part of the story and I can't read MB at work <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> so when I can, I check my mail.
I already mentioned that I love to hear true life stories as long as they are interesting <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
That's why I'm always willing to play cards or even holiday with my aunts who are 78-83 years old and their friends. I can always get them to tell me someone's story! And they have a lot of them!
But with your thread I sometimes get lost... so I have actually had to go back to check the "story" so I don't miss any part.
My life history could have been like yours. I nearly married someone I was not in love with, but higher forces intervened and H resurfaced and we married. I always felt that it was meant to be.
Now he's the WH, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> and after 8 months of plan B and a lot of thinking I'm not sure whether he was only supposed to be my H for the "first" half of my life, father to my kids, and maybe there are other better plans for the second half...
In spite of those doubts, I will do the "right thing". I will give him 1 year (plan B) before I file for divorce.
Anyway this thread is not about me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I love reading about your family. We latins have that kind of family too
T&L,
You are never alone. Even when we can't answer, we are with you in our hearts.
This has been an interresting journey, I enjoy traveling with you.
I heard a women say once (she was speaking in church) that she didn't love her H when she married him, in fact she said she really didn't like him at all, but she felt like God wanted her to marry him. She then told us that as the two of them tried to be kind to each other, and as they unselfishly met each others needs, they fell in love, and had a very good relationship.
I remember that as I read along here, and as I hear stories about Thank You's and Kisses.
Yes, one very smart gal.
Hows the blood preasure?
Here's your quote for today.
Inside every older lady is a younger lady -- wondering what the ****** happened.
-Cora Harvey Armstrong-
SS
ohh, my heart aches so. I have so much sorrow and empathy to drown the whole world and suffocate them, and your story just makes me cry and cry and cry, but they are healing tears, to hear it from my mother-in-law's mouth. Since my vist to you went around the A* family gossip line, R asked how I handled seeing you. All I can say is, it was, is, and will be, very healing to me in my relationship to Flard, and in my personal life. I greatly admire and admit am shocked that you have invited me to this website to see all your warts displayed, I, your daughter-in-law, and that because I know you, you still choose to tell me and everyone else your story. Thank you, oh thank you so much for trusting me and everyone with your most intimate parts. I think you are a wonderfully brave woman, and I admire you ever so much.
T&L,
I wish my wife would have, by chance, sat beside you on a long journey - and learned something from you. I don't know if that have made her more or less eager to D me.
-AD
Anyway this thread is not about me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
To my way of thinking this thread is about anything people want it to be. When it started, quite frankly, I didn't know it was going to be about me either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It just keeps changing. Maybe it should be "thndrnltng's mutant thread"?
t&l
T&L,
You are never alone. Even when we can't answer, we are with you in our hearts.
Thank you.
they fell in love, and had a very good relationship.
I remember that as I read along here, and as I hear stories about Thank You's and Kisses.
I'll talk about this later today. Maybe it's time to take a brief exploration of The Great Clam. After all, I've spent 34 yrs. in the grip of said clam; can't say I've turned into a pearl exactly, but I was definitely an irritant to it, and I've certainly developed some hard protective layers in the process. Hm-m-m. That sounds vaguely familiar. Have I ever heard that before? Where could it've been? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Generally fine, thanks. The 2nd med they tried seems to be working, although I'm going to be trying very hard to get off of it. Not quite sure how, but there's gotta be something I can do! Perhaps I could give it to someone else? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> It IS more blessed to give than to receive, you know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
admit am shocked that you have invited me to this website to see all your warts displayed, I, your daughter-in-law, and that because I know you, you still choose to tell me and everyone else your story.
You mean that blabbermouth Flard didn't already tell you everything? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> And as much as I appreciate your kind words, I'm going to admit something to you...when I brought you to this site I had NO idea that we were going to be LOOKING at my warts, nor exactly how many warts were going to end up being displayed!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Thank you, oh thank you so much for trusting me and everyone with your most intimate parts. I think you are a wonderfully brave woman, and I admire you ever so much.
Or where some of the warts to be displayed were located! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Thank you, again, and know that I also admire you for your growing and your attitude and your effort to be what you ought to be even if Flard isn't thinking clearly these days, having currently mistaken his butt for his head, so that he has gas where his brain ought to be! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Love you--
t&l
T&L,
I wish my wife would have, by chance, sit by you on a long journey - and learn something from you. I don't know if that have made her more or less eager to D me.
-AD
I don't know either, since people always ultimately reserve to themselves the right to be stupid. But anybody who knows me at all could tell you that if I'd ever had a chance to help you out that way, I'd have been right in there
pitching!!!
Too bad I don't have a hundred Neaksis clones, so I could just pass 'em out as needed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> The blushes are for Neaksis when she sees this post--she turns the loveliest shade of beet when embarrassed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> On occasions of sufficient humiliation, I've had to hose her down just to keep her from spontaneously combusting. Really. Would I make something like that UP? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
All joking aside, I'm sorry this is turning out this way for you. All I can say, based on my own life experience, is that you can survive, and even thrive in the long run, if God is and remains your one Constant. Everything else can come and go...if He remains. I will pray for you. I know others are also, but you can count on another, whether you withdraw from MB involvement or not.
t&l
But with your thread I sometimes get lost...
Don't worry about it. And it doesn't surprise me, either. I was lost in this thread a lot of the time I was LIVING it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm not sure this whole clam analogy really works. Underneath a clam's hard outer shell are vast soft innards. Under The Great Clam's hard outer shell are.................hard innards. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'm telling you, that man's layers even have layers. He's like those Russian dolls, or wrapping a gift in successively smaller boxes so that in each box is--you got it! another box. After I nap and get some stuff done, I'll try to dig deeply into the shallows. I don't dig even shallowly into the deeps. If you think I'm afraid MY sharks bite, let me tell you that his will chow me right down!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
t&l
P.S. Neak--going shopping this afternoon. What do you want me to pick up? Make a list. Skip the prophylactics and the feminine hygiene products. Seems like all they make these days is a bunch of useless junk anyway that apparently doesn't work worth a diddle. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm switching to a stockpile of Pampers anyway. At least THEY have a future of usefulness! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The single biggest change I see is that you no longer jump in with two feet and try to conform your loved ones to what you think they should be. In all fairness, what you think they should be is ususally what they should be, but you are content to throw in an occasional $.02 and walk away, praying all the while that God will make use of your $.02 instead of trying to apply them (in liberal detail, perhaps $27.50 worth) yourself. Once you started doing that, I think your $.02 increased in value astronomically, far surpassing the $27.50.
Ah, I was going to suggest diapers, but I see you already beat me to it. Perhaps nursing liners?
As long as you're online, you need to check the sent and received emails in both my boxes, as gellnjen has now been brought in on the fun. Just in case you didn't already know, the password on the contaminated account was changed to qwerty. You'll get a kick out of it.
t&l's message board:
call neaksis
you are content to throw in an occasional $.02 and walk away, praying all the while that God will make use of your $.02 instead of trying to apply them (in liberal detail, perhaps $27.50 worth) yourself.
ONLY $27.50?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> You weren't listening a lot of the time, were you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Must've been washed away in the torrential flood of words, back in them thar olden days. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Here are two pictures inserted for comic relief...
The Pwetty Pwetty Faiwy Pwintheth ....and....
Pwetty Pwetty Faiwy Pwintheth After... from Flowers Growing in the Beer Garden <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What a rotten day. Everything took twice as long as it should've and I'm running WAY behind, so our initial exCLAManation is going to be somewhat abbreviated.
There is a character in the famous book Pilgrim's Progress, a man by the name of Implacable, who served on the jury which condemned Faithful to death. I have long thought that HP was a modern-day version of that implacable man, and even told him so once some years back when I was still in my confrontational persona. Implacable was a man whose mind could not be changed. The dictionary defines it as one who cannot be appeased, relentless.
Let me give you one example today, for starters. Neak married less than 3 months after my meeting with MS in WI. Her dad was vocal in his disapproval of the marriage, and said right off the bat that if she did this he would have no part of it, including walking her down the aisle. Having years of experience living with her dad, Neak accepted his decision as the carved-in-stone declaration that it was, and asked her grandpa to do the honors instead. My mother was horrified that Neak's dad wouldn't give her away, and began a campaign with both Neak and me to ask HP to reconsider. I flatly refused, but after sufficient pleading from Grandma, Neak agreed to try. Which, of course, gave her the dubious privilege of having her request shot down in flames a second time. Even after that, my mom kept trying to get one of us to ask him to change his mind, but at that point there were no longer any takers. Implacable. Once he has decided something, his mind cannot be changed, not even by further facts that reveal his initial decision to have been flawed.
Perhaps in business this makes him strong and decisive. I don't know. It's the dickens to live with, though! How do you compromise with HP? You eventually give in and do it his way. That's your part. And his? He graciously refrains from complaining that it took you so long to come to your senses. Sometimes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis was so enraged by this that she said she wouldn't let him walk HER down the aisle either. However, this anticipated dilemma has been postponed by the fact that Neaksis has never married, and with all those adopted kids may not either, so that particular problem has so far been avoided. He DID attend the wedding, but as an observer only. Still that was less embarrassing than if he'd stayed away entirely, which is what I was afraid he meant to do! Right up until close the end, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
OK, Grandpa's Haircut--coming to a head near me.
t&l
I'm going to bed now. I always lie there and talk to God until I fall asleep. I wanted to tell you about the spiritual blessing I had today but I'm really, really tired and don't know if I could finish it before collapsing on the keyboard. Today has been a burdensome day for me. Maybe it has been especially for some of you too, and tonight as I pray myself to sleep I'll be specially upholding the people of MB to our heavenly Father, with faith in His promise that our names our carried on the breast plate of Jesus our High Priest into the very presence of God, where He interceeds in our behalf before a Father who Himself loves us, and sustains us so that we do not lose our confidence or our reward. Not only that, but since we don't know how to pray for ourselves and others as we ought, the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us "with groanings that cannot be uttered." Romans 8:24-28; Hebrews 10:35,36 Our names are engraved (carved in the nail prints which remain there still) in the palms of His hands and He cannot forget us. Can't remember the text but can provide it on request.
God promises peace in the storm and in danger. Claim it in the name of Jesus. By faith it belongs to you.
God bless...
t&l
That's very sweet, but I'm kind of jealous, too. All year so far I've had to pray sitting bolt upright with my eyes open. Even then I often fall asleep - in the daytime, too. It's not any better with first trimester fatigue, either, let me tell you.
I have a little comment of my own about Mr. Implacable, having lived with him for a goodly share of my life. Most of you have probably heard the funny story about the ship's captain who spied a light, got on the radio and ordered, "Alter your course 5 degrees to the north." To which the reply came back, "Alter your course 5 degrees to the south." They argued back and forth a few times, until the captain impatiently yelled, "I AM THE CAPTAIN OF A BATTLESHIP, AND I AM ORDERING YOU TO ALTER YOUR COURSE 5 DEGREES TO THE SOUTH!" And the infamous calm reply, "Alter YOUR course 5 degrees to the north. I am the lighthouse."
Except if my father were the captain, this story would not end there on that nifty little punch line. Assuming he said anything at all, it would be, "Yeah? Well, Mr. Smarty-pants, you'd better figure something out fast, because I'm on my way!"
For any Dr. Seuss fans out there, he is the essence of Zax.
"But the world didn't stand still,
The world grew.
In a couple of years, the new highway came through.
They built it right over those two stubborn Zax,
And left them there standing,
Unbudged, in their tracks."
I will pray for you. I know others are also, but you can count on another, whether you withdraw from MB involvement or not.
t&l
Thanks T&L, I appreciate it.
-AD
If my life were a jigsaw puzzle, all the pieces had now been suddenly rearranged. And I was not pleased with the new picture I saw. It was ugly. But regardless of its unattractiveness, the pieces finally fit. And so I made another choice, but better this time. I chose to deal with reality, and in accepting my own responsibility for my life, to let go of the blame I had always attached to my husband for our train-wreck marriage, and the resentment I felt towards him for what he had done to me over the years.
I think this is where you left off.... just in case. I also believe we have the latest 9 years of your "revealed" life to get thru.
I'n not impatient, just don't want to get lost again... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to try to dig clams just a bit more today or tonight, and then we can move forward again. I'll tell you what happened this morning on the way to church, but eating first. Napping second. Prioritizing--always! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
First, in case anybody's curious, the Pwitty Pwitty Faiwy Pwintheth (whose pictures are available a few posts back) is Neak's only-but-hopefully-soon-to-be-oldest daughter, and she weally uthed to thpeak like that.
Second, I guess since I said I'd tell about this morning, I ought to, but it's possible when I do that, that my break will be over before we get any farther into the clam.
We were driving to church this morning in our usual way of travelling together...he was driving. I was reading. The radio was on. We don't ordinarily chat on the way to church. He's a clam. And I've forgotten how to speak the language well. So nothing out of the ordinary was going on. I did tell him several interesting snippets about an article I had just read. I finished my comments, and paused for his response. And, my dear friends, what did the Tar Baby say? What the Tar Baby always says--nothing! So I went back to reading again and was in the middle of something intriguing when he suddenly spoke up. "You always sit on that side of the truck. You never sit in the middle by me unless somebody else is riding and you're forced to."
I quit reading long enough to reply (very pleasantly, really, since I wasn't angry), "You know, I'm going to take as a compliment the fact that you were SO unable to find anything to complain at me about this morning that you're reduced to bring up that old thing again." And I went back to reading.
He was quiet a few seconds, then came back for another try. "And I love all the conversation we're having this morning, too."
I just laughed at him and said, "You've got a lot of nerve to complain about that right after I just told you a whole bunch of stuff without hearing so much as a 'Hm-m-m" back again!"
At which point he began to laugh with satisfaction as he said, "I can still pull your chain, can't I? Hahahahaha."I quit responding then, lest I become genuinely annoyed and tempted to be, um, unfortunately VOCAL--but I thought to myself, "Yeah, you can pull it all you like, but you can't pull it very far, and you can't make me flush." I realize this analogy made me a toilet, but that's alright. I'd been feeling crappy anyway! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think this pretty much exemplifies our marriage state, the way I see it today. I want something different. I want to BE someone different. And to a great extent, he's still bogged down in the same patterns that have served us so poorly over the years. Besides, he doesn't really care if I talk while we drive, and he knows that I'm not going to sit in the middle in the pickup truck, with no place to put my feet, unless I have to because of another passenger. So the whole thing was an exercise in "needlework" to see what kind of reaction he could get out of me. I can only hope that the lack of ballistics was as much of a disappointment to him as it was a pleasure to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
OK, clam-delving. I have said before, but will say again: I am not HP-bashing. His character difficulties are generally not the same as mine. I'm not in the business of putting them on a scale to measure out whose are worse. The things he struggles with come from, to a large extent, his childhood traumas. He wants very much to be a faithful Christian. He earnestly desires a home in heaven. But his past has left him with a pathological (IMHO) need to be "in control," and a great difficulty in admitting he's been wrong. (Not that that's my strength exactly, either, but I'm better at it than he is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) He also has an apparent blind spot that prevents him from seeing (or at least acknowledging)the wide gaps between much of what he professes and what he actually does.
I mentioned that once he makes up his mind, he doesn't change it...except on VERY rare occasions, in which he will tell you he's changed his mind. Here are a few of the things he's said to me in the past several years that have never been rescinded, which means they are still a reflection of what he REALLY thinks: (1) "You're going to ******, and anybody who listens to you is going there too." This was during some dispute about my lack of submission, or something like it. I told him I didn't believe he really meant that, because if he did he'd be obligated as a Christian to do everything in his power to rescue our children from my evil spell, as well as people in the church who respect my insights. Hey, where'd everybody go? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I thought we were chatting. He wasn't talking about YOU. You're safe. Really!
(2) "No, of course I don't pray for you. Why should I when you never listen to me?" I'd just told him I prayed for him, and asked him if he did the same for me.
(3) People think you've changed, but you haven't really. You're just the same as you ever were." If that's true, shouldn't he be sleeping with one eye open, just in case I had a relapse? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
(4) "The only reason you stay married to me is so you can have somebody do stuff for you around the house." (He does nothing in maintenance or improvements, although he DOES complain about deterioration!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />) When I said, "Well, if that's the case, then I'm really not getting what I want, am I?" and he replied, "No, you're not!" with his arms folded across his chest and a superior smirk on his face.
Enough examples. But this is why I am no longer fooled by superficial "getting along" or "thank you's" or kisses, because I know what he really thinks inside. I'm not lulled into any false sense of security because the waters are placid. I know what monsters lurk under that calm surface, and having made the decision to stay married, I also made the decision not to do anything myself to rile either the water or the dragons that live in it.
My reactions to the above examples are these: (1) He's not the judge of my eternal fate, so his opinion on my destination has no weight in reality. For which I am thankful, believe me. (2) There are others who pray for me, including MS, and his choice to not pray for me does not in any way affect my choice to pray for him. (3) Maybe change, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder. My kids know I've changed. That's good enough for me. (4) And if he's proud he's willing to let his house slowly fall apart just to keep from helping me out? I do what I can personally. What I can't I try to farm out to the other testicled individuals in the family. What I can't farm out to them, and can't afford to pay for, I ignore and let it go.
I don't know why he takes these positions. I can recognize butt-headed stubbornness when I see it, even in myself. He seems to think that he's showing strength of character, and having necessary toughness. I don't know. I don't try to figure it out any longer. My opinion, to which I'm as much entitled as anybody who thinks everything is fixable through human counseling and intervention, is that only God is able to deal with what's in this man's heart. And while we wait for divine Love to complete its work, I believe God wants me to love him with the love of Jesus, especially on the days I'm not too fond of him myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, break time is up so I'd better get back to my pt., who for all the world makes me as comfortable to care for her, as a hen would be if she were hatching a grenade. I'm just trying to get out of here before the explosion. If she doesn't have a c-section I'll be very surprised. I've been fluffing her all night, trying to keep everything going right in my happy little nest, but all the while wondering at what second my tail feathers were going to get blown off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Very soon it will be someone else's responsibility. Bummer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I got CENSORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />. It wouldn't me say ******! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Do you think I could get whoever did this to come over to my house and censor my husband the next time he tries to tell me he knows where I'm going? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Have you ever tried killing him with kindness?
(ducking)
Have you ever tried killing him with kindness?
(ducking)
Precisely what did you THINK I was doing?
I wanted to clarify before I go to bed. When I say I'm not fooled, I just mean I'm not fooled into thinking that periods of "getting along," etc., signal any fundamental change in attitude on his part. No matter how sweet, how cuddly, how benign, things appear on the surface, they are ALWAYS superficial and I know the dragons still lurk below and can reappear on a dime. Betcha didn't know dragons DID dimes, did ya? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Neither did I, long ago. So I live in the moment, try to keep the peace going as long as possible, and enjoy every single second of it that comes my way. I also do my best not to let his weaknesses become MY problem. I can't fix him. Neither can anybody else, including the Harleys. And he'll go visit somebody about it right after pigs fly, ****** freezes over, the sun rises in the west, and salmon swim downstream to spawn!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Only he can do this, and first he has to want to...and he doesn't. Why should he, when he's right and everybody else is wrong?
Ask my girls if I don't try to be very kind to him. Girls? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> What else can I give him? And how can you not have compassion on a man so walled-off from life that the only meaningful interaction he can have with somebody is to give them unsolicited advice (often misinterpreted as unjust criticism, for some reason! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />) But if you ask him something on purpose, he'll often say, "I don't know." Go figure. Control issues. Doesn't mean they have to be my issues too.
Gotta go. It's peaceful around here this morning. The sea monsters must be asleep. I think I'll join them in slumber.
t&l
Thank God I ducked!!!!
Seriously though, I'd like to ask you something for ME.
WH is a clam too. He answered everything with "I don't know" or just stared at me and also said that "there is nothing to talk about!". That's why I'm in plan B (8 months already and the A is still going on, always "in secret", of course).
My question is, why should I want to remain married? When this whole thing started I remember reading some very good reasons which actually stopped me from asking for a divorce and then when I found MB I decided to try the plans. But I have never again found those reasons.
I wrote to Dr. Harley and he answered me a couple of times, and even sent me HNHN, but he wasn't able to give me a convincing answer.
So, maybe you can give me a reason to want to remain married from your experience with a "difficult" kind of husband.
At this moment I am constantly reminding myself that I am committed to a 1 year plan B which means I have to wait until after Xmas. I'm very very tempted to get a lawyer and file for divorce.
CC, your husband would probably become a very different person (for the better) when the A ends. That is the only reason I can see for you to wait. The A will end, the only question being will it happen before or after your last drops of love for your husband are exhausted? I would certainly never want to stay married to the kind of person AJ was during his A. I could hardly stand to stay under the same roof with him for a few months. In your case, since you are out of the drama there is no real hurry. And even if you did divorce, if the aliens gave him his brain back later, you could always remarry.
My dad has not been abducted by aliens. He has been this way for longer than any of us have known him, and barring divine intervention, will die the way he is, too. I would never try to judge his final destination, even when I know him to often do many bad things. Surely God has a great deal of mercy for those who have suffered what he has, even when they don't take full advantage of His healing power.
I was going to post a super-neat photo of Mom last night, but became violently ill instead. I ate canteloupe for supper and took my prenatal vitamin. About 20 minutes later my stomach became suddenly very agitated, and I was very concerned that I might actually throw up for the first time so far. So I made some raisin toast and ate it.
About 5 minutes later I had to run for it. I hope none of you ever get sick right after consuming bread products - they don't return very well. I was straining so hard, mostly unproductively, that I was about to become incontinent as well, so I yelled for help from AJ. The first time he only shouted back, "WHAT?" The second time he finally came in, but couldn't understand what I needed. Finally, eyes bulging out of my head, I cupped my hands together and showed him. The bowl arrived just in time. Whew!
At least I'm much better today, but I think I'll go lie down for a little. Mom, I forgot to send your magazines. Want to come over and get them?
Thanks for our insight Neak.
I certainly hope that WH will be a different person when the A ends, but the problem is that I don't think I should remain married to the person he WAS, not because he was a bad person, but because he was a "dfficult" person, and look where my tolerance and efforts got me.
Some say I did too short a plan A (2 months after d day) but I had been plan Aing for 2 YEARS! during which he had been detached and uninterested, short-tempered etc and I had not LBd, because it's not my style. I just tried to be understanding, I asked him several times what was up. I did not demand things etc. OK, I know it sounds too good to be true, but I was just confused and thought he was going thru some sort of crisis he could not explain.
The point is I don't know why I would go back to the kind of relationship we had for 19 years, because it ended with his infidelity, and non-remorse.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
But still, I remember reading very good reasons to remain married, except I can't find them!
I see what you're saying about how he was. In my opinion, you would not be able to accomplish true recovery if he came out of the A and went back to being that kind of person. Recovery takes commitment and effort from both people, but especially the FWS. You will know very quickly if he has become that kind of person, and whether you want to even make the effort.
If a total turnaround didn't happen, I wouldn't be able to think of any good reasons to stay married, either.
Yes, the only reason would be a totally new relationship.
Yes, lucky for you. People who don't duck are liable to be goosed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My question is, why should I want to remain married?
Wow, that's a toughie. I'm not sure I can answer it satisfactorily, or even completely, since I'll have to quit instantly if my pt. calls. I think our circumstances, despite a number of superficial similarities, have one crucial difference that keeps us from a one-answer-fits-all solution, and that is that HP wants to stay married to me while your husband wants out. I don't understand why my husband wants to stay married to a woman of whom he so frequently and energetically disapproves. It doesn't make any sense to me whatsoever. Frankly, I think it's nuts. But the fact still remains that he does. And as long as he wants to remain, I'm not going anywhere either.
Well, rats. Baby's heart rate keeps dropping and I'm going to have to go find out why and what I can do about it. Will complete the thought before I go to bed this morning.
t&l
Funny you should answer that t&l, because WH has never said that he didn't want to remain married. Obviously he only answered "I don't know" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> to questions about what he wanted.
He was forced to leave because "he didn't know" but since he left, he has made NO MOVE to divorce or even have his mail redirected. He has taken nothing but most of his clothes.
He does not admit he lives somewhere else, nor that OW lives with him. So who knows?
But the fact that he cannot express himself has pissed me off by this time and if he never will be able to, I don't think we have a futur.
Still I did read some good reasons once, a long time ago...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I hope you understand that I'm not trying to make any negative comment about your worth or value as a wife because you have a husband that strayed. Quite frankly, if there'd ever been a time in the past when HP expressed an interest in a split I'd have taken him up on his offer so fast it would've left his head spinning around like a chicken on a spit! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Here are the two places our scenarios seriously diverge. (I know I said one, but I've thought about it a bit more since.) The differences in our husbands are what I said above--one wants to stay and the other doesn't--even if he won't come right out and say it (not only chicken,but a spitless one at that--unless, of course, you've got a rotisserie handy and could skewer him yourself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />). The differences between you and me are that you are looking for a man with whom you can have a meaningful relationship, and I am not.
This would actually make a good conclusion to the Soggy Saga, but since you asked now, it's OK here, too. I tried so hard for so long in so many ways to develop a relationship with this man. Sometimes we even made a bit of progress, but always we would come to a point where the door slammed shut and he withdrew, leaving me on the outside. Repeated rejection is incredibly demeaning over time, and eventually my personal boundary for it was reached. To the best of my ability (which means sometimes I succeed and sometimes I don't) I chart my own course in faithfulness to my beliefs and my conscience, and whether he likes it or not, I go ahead and do what I think I have to do. At least most of the time, I am not elated by his (rare) praise, nor cast down by his (not-rare) criticisms. I AM always pleased, though, when I can make him laugh--and I still can do that every now and again. This attitude towards life, which combines self-determination AND disengagement, whether other people approve of it or not, is what allows me to remain in an admittedly-odd situation and attempt to thrive. If he were to die today, I would be devastated with grief and regret...because as long as he's alive there's the faintest glimmer of hope that just maybe someday he'll let his barriers down at last and we can "find" each other before this is all over.
In the meantime, I do what I think I have to do and try not to give unnecessary offense in the process. This is my choice. It is not a burden (most days! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />). It is not a sacrifice. Lots of people who have committed great wrongs against someone else, never get the chance to "make things right." Fortunately, I have been given the opportunity to atone, and the mindset to want to try, and I want to use it to the very end.
I don't think this rationale for staying in a bad marriage can really apply to you, though. Even with all the good intentions in the world towards rebuilding and reconciliation that you might have, your husband has left and is moving on--no matter what he chooses to call it. If you are a Christian you have Biblical grounds for divorce and remarriage, should you so choose. You DO want to have a real relationship with a man who really loves you, and there is no reason that I can see, either personal or spiritual, why you shouldn't seek to find one wherever God leads. If your husband (or mine, for that matter) were to become truly converted and allow himself to be changed by divine power into the image of Christ, as the Bible tells us God wants to do, then you could hope to find both faithfulness from, and intimacy with, this "new" man. Without that, I'd be the last person in the world to tell you that a relationship such as you describe is the best that a woman like you could hope for...and you'd better settle for what you can get while you can get it!!
There are good reasons for remaining married. I don't know where you read it either, but I believe you. But unless you can chart your own course and live a life independent-while-still-in-the-vicinity-of your husband, then I wouldn't recommend that you try my life, at your house! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Some days I wonder why I try it myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I'm too tired to make sense any longer, assuming I was making sense up till this point! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Just want you to know that I wish you joy and success in whatever fork of the road you eventually find yourself on, OK?
t&l
Thndrliting:
Let me say just one thing here and one thing only.
You are one funny, articulate, awesome woman.
Nuff said.
LM
t&l:
you have awesome insight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You have described my life and feelings EXACTLY and actually what my futur would have been if the predator OW hadn't been successful!
I am a Christian, and therefore I hate to think of divorce but it was a great relief to find out that it is allowed for infidelity. Way back in february I went to talk to a priest and he said I had every right to ask WH to leave and divorce him. We didn't get to the part of remarrying and I haven't had any more chats with him. MB is enough for me!
You are right too about the fact that I want a MEANINGFUL relationship, and I probably would have fought for it with WH for the rest of my life.
Every now and then I get a suspicion that maybe this is meant to be because it will be better for me, but I feel SO SORRY for WH. It is very sad. I still want to save him!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Wonder when I'll get over that feeling...
Thanks for your words.
Now I'd like the end of the story please <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well T&L,
You answered lots and lots of my questions in the last few pages.
My respect for you continues to grow.
I see much of your wisdom in your daughters, and am happy you have been able to pass it on. I am pretty sure by now that they would have done well even had something happened to you, however, they have benefited from your instruction and example, and I am glad it was there for them.
May God bless you in reaching your goals and dreams.
SS
BTW T&L, I don't know what the initials HP mean but in spanish they have a very specific meaning, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> sort of what I call WH over and over when I'm angry!
BTW T&L, I don't know what the initials HP mean but in spanish they have a very specific meaning, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> sort of what I call WH over and over when I'm angry!
Hijo de puta? Hijo de perro? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Actually, back at the beginning of the saga I gave him the nickname
Hubby
Poo, which is where the HP came from, so it really wasn't very dramatic, at least in English!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I've got to get ready for work soon, but will hope to log on tonight if circumstances allow for a little drive-by commentary. Enjoyed the feedback today. Thanks
t&l
No, not in english, but it does make ME smile everytime!
TAH-DAH! At last, all problems with dissatisfied stomachs and unruly laptops aside, here is the picture of
Mr. Incredible With Flowing Tresses!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If some stranger walked up and handed me this photo, the t-shirt would be my only clue that I knew the individual pictured therein. Without that shirt, there would be no hint that said individual was my mother, or female, or even necessarily human.
or even necessarily human.
Haha. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I resemble that remark. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
The only reason she'd recognize the shirt is that she and her husband gave it to me for Christmas one year. It says, "My mind works like lightning. One brilliant flash and it's gone." Do you think they were trying to
tell me something? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
but I feel SO SORRY for WH. It is very sad. I still want to save him!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Wonder when I'll get over that feeling...
I don't think you ever will. I'm not sure you should. On my bad days, when I remember again that there's somebody else some place else who still loves me, I find that I just
cannot bring myself to consider leaving, when it would be so hurtful and so unkind to HP. I know I can't "save" him. But I don't have to do anything to increase his isolation and "lostness," either. When it comes to relationships, he always reminds me of a little kid on the outside of a party--where other kids are playing and having a good time--looking in through the window and feeling left out, but not able to get inside to have fun with everybody else. In his case, even though the door is wide open, he can't bring himself to walk inside. How sad is that?
For you, even though you can't "save" him, you DO know Someone who can, and as long as you and your husband are both alive, regardless of who or what you may find in your future, I don't see any reason why you can't commit yourself to prayer for this man and his salvation. It's something you CAN do, regardless of his own behavior, and in the process of praying for him, you will find your own bitterness and pain at what has happened to you to be beautifully relieved.
I still cry about my lost love, among many other things. But I'm remembering the line from the song "Abide with Me," and it has come to apply to me. "Ills have no weight,
and tears no bitterness." I haven't gotten to the part where my burdens are weightless, but now even when I cry, they are no longer bitter tears because I've quit being a bitter person...And if that's ALL I ever got out of the efforts I've put into salvaging The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, believe me, it will have been
more than enough!
t&l
I completely agree with you and I have been praying for him for quite a while now. My tears WERE bitter, but not anymore. I guess that's what happens when time goes by. I am an optimistic kind of person, I always try to see the glass half full and not half empty, and I try to never be bitter or seek revenge. I find that life is easier to live like that.
During all this I have felt much more sadness than anger. I feel more sorry for him and his confusion and his belief that "everything will be OK" than anger. It seems pointles to get angry with someone who doesn't even understand what he's doing, but someday he will.
Anyway, enough of me, I have my own thread for that. And there's nothing to report.
I like your picture... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
Why have you ignored LemonMan's glowing complements?
BTW, I like the photo. What do you use to color your hair? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
(I'm in trouble now, I know.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But back to your so-called "clam". I was thinking "hmmm" when I was reading your description of him, but I forgo...
Oh, yes! The thing is, you say "I know what's really inside". I'm not sure you do. I'm not sure you don't either, OK, but it reminds me of something I notice about my wife. If I say 100 postive things about something (or someone), then I say one negative thing, she'll say "Now I know what you really think.", (meaning, in case you didn't figure it out, that the one negative thing I said must be "what I really think".) Why is it never the case that a person can routinly critisize something/someone and then once complement it/them - and people say "Now I know what you really think!"?
I suspect that, as little as HP says, there still are some inconsistencies (which he, himself, would never admit), and amongst those are some positives and negatives. For example, his statement that he made ONE TIME predicting your eternal fate - you take as "what he really thinks", when he might have said many times something more positive, but you didn't notice or have forgotten them. Is this possible?
-AD
t&l, I haven't posted in months, but I sat down this afternoon just to check the pulse at MB as I approach one year past D-day. Not coincidentally, for I believe in no such thing, your thread spoke to me, and now, some 5 hours later, I've finished reading every word of it, and I'm profoundly affected. It's doubtful that knowing why would benefit you, but for me, please know that your sharing, while beneficial to you, has served others as well.
BTW, don't stop now.
God bless,
PM
t&l, I should tell you too, since I've been reading for awhile. I rarely visit this forum anymore, but for some reason, I stopped by about a week ago and something drew me to your thread. I read it all and now return daily for updates. Your story is inspirational and your writing style is clever and entertaining. Thank you and please continue. Even though you don't always get responses, outside of family members, doesn't mean you're alone - check out the number of views!
BTW, I think we're almost neighbors. Well, not quite, but I'm in central CA foothills... is that close?
My goodness. You're all so kind in your encouragement. I'm semi-speechless. Thank you very much. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'll get back here in the next day or so and answer you, but tonight has been a work night, not just an employment one. I have to leave here before the shift is over to meet Neaksis @ 0630 along the freeway so we can go to Stanford Children's Hospital and take her adopted DS#1 for his yearly post-op follow-up. come back home, take a nap and be to work early for an interview, then work all night again. I earn my hypertension, thank you very much! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So I'll get back soon, but right now (as I was happily chatting away here) my pt. has decided she wants to be medicated. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> How thoughtless of her to put her creature comforts ahead of MY important internet communications! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Good point, AD. I'm hoping she just sent him an email directly and that's why she forgot to respond here???? I'm tattling a bit now, but Neaksis actually squealed when she saw that he had crept back onto MB for a moment and honored the list of feminine hygiene products with his presence.
Oh, and LetSTry, you are pretty close, but we're bound to be a ways north. Depending on just where you are, it's probably 2-3 hours from here, though compared to Hong Kong or Britain, that's pretty close.
neak, I figured that, but I meant relatively close, though in cyberspace, what difference does it really make? I once attended an Adventist women's conference with an Adventist friend near Yosemite, not far from where I live.
t&l, Hope neaksis' DS#1 is okay.
Okay, that's it, I'm gonna shut up and listen again. As one of the 6000+ I wanted to let you know I've been enjoying your saga and like others, find it inspiring, as well as fun reading. BTW, I'm a nurse, too, but in a different type of work.
Well T&L,
You answered lots and lots of my questions in the last few pages. SS
I'm glad. It was a fortuitous accident, but I'm glad anyway!
t&l
Thanks for the post about the grains. Somehow I don't consider you and yours to be the least of the least. You are pretty important to many besides God.
Really important. You can count on it.
I listen to the news coming out of the south, and I am in awe. We pray for those affected, and we ready supplies to be sent, but it seems like so small a contribution.
T&L, You are doing a good work (in my eyes) I pray for your success also. I pray for your happiness.
It has been interresting to see Susan grow (as her story has unfolded.) Makes me smile. Necessarry for all of us.
SS
I like your picture... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
It was taken a few years ago at the Nuuanu Pali on Oahu, where the winds are so strong that I have heard (urban legend vs. fact) on at least one occasion before we left in 1966, that a suicide jumper leaped off the cliff and was blown back up onto solid ground again. If you're visiting the Pali, skip the hair grooming until you leave. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L, Why have you ignored LemonMan's glowing complements?
Ignore them? Are you kidding? When I first read what he had written, I so gleamed with joy I accidentally burned 3 nurses who wandered too close to me before the initial excitement wore off. Even now, several days later, I'm still radioactive enough to serve as my own night light, and pass safely through the darkness in the soft glow of
myself! Ignore them, indeed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I emailed him directly to say thank you, but just didn't get around to posting anything here in a timely fashion. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I like the photo. What do you use to color your hair? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> (I'm in trouble now, I know.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Color... Color... Ah, yes, that would be what my hair
used to have before it started going gray. Most of the gray is on the top, which (in the picture Neak posted) was well-covered by having everything else stand on end. A few months back at work, one of the obstetricians was sitting across the desk from me, and with my hair pulled back and clipped up, with fluorescent lights shining on the top of my head, the gray just
glows. She kept looking at me and I couldn't figure out why, until she finally asked, "Susan, how do you get those beautiful silver highlights in your hair?" "Um, Dr. B--it's gray hair. I just let it grow!" I tried to color it once, hoping to restore its deep chestnut brown hue, but I left it in too long and ended up with Bar Floozy Black down to my waist. All I would've needed to complete the image would be a glass of whiskey and a cigarette voice. No matter what they say, that stuff DOES NOT wash out in X# of washings, and I was left with this really humiliating head of hair for a very long time. That was my only foray into hair coloring. (My daughters laughed at me, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
The thing is, you say "I know what's really inside". I'm not sure you do. I'm not sure you don't either,
I DON'T know exactly what's inside his head. Didn't I say someplace that he was incomprehensible to me? If I didn't, I should've. My bad. Let me say it now.
Nobody in this family, possibly nobody in the whole world, understands what's in that man's head. Including him. Now that doesn't mean I don't understand certain things about him, what his template is, how he looks at people and events...but to understand
why is beyond me. MB is big on personal boundaries. And I said before that after years of effort, I finally reached mine. No matter how much I talk about maintaining a good attitude, being kind, loving for Jesus' sake, and-so-on-and-so-forth, the fact of the matter is, on a deep and personal level, I
really don't like getting shot down. So I quit flying my little plane over the anti-aircraft batteries. Makes sense to me!
If I say 100 postive things about something (or someone), then I say one negative thing, she'll say "Now I know what you really think." I suspect that, as little as HP says, there still are some inconsistencies (which he, himself, would never admit), and amongst those are some positives and negatives. For example, his statement that he made ONE TIME predicting your eternal fate - you take as "what he really thinks", when he might have said many times something more positive, but you didn't notice or have forgotten them. Is this possible?
If only there were 100 positive things in which to bury the negatives! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> See, he views life generally through jaundice-colored lenses. No rose-colored glasses for HIS family. They all bring to life the attitude that the world is out to get them, and in order to keep that from happening they need to "get" the other guy first. Becoming a part of their family was a reality check for the idealistic little missionary girl, let me tell you!
I just went down to throw clothes in the dryer and found out I've not no fabric softener sheets, so it's off to the market for me. Right after I get out of my pj's. After all, it's almost 1PM. I think it's time. I'll be back, because I want to respond to all the questions and comments that have been piling up the last wk. while I was busy.
t&l
For example, his statement that he made ONE TIME predicting your eternal fate - you take as "what he really thinks", when he might have said many times something more positive, but you didn't notice or have forgotten them. Is this possible? AD
I'm not trying to imply that he goes around all day every day, rubbing his hands together and muttering in his beard (not a metaphor--he has a beard), "Hah! That woman is another day closer to the red-hot flames. Good. Good." I don't even necessarily think he thinks of it every time I do something of which he disapproves (working extra, giving somebody some money to help them out, visiting the girls on my night off instead of staying home so I can be in the vicinity while he does what he does when I'm NOT there--watches TV, plays the guitar, or messes around with the computer,etc.). But I can
know the underlying attitude is still there regardless of whether or not it is said. Why? Simply because
I haven't changed and started doing what he told me to do, and until I do (hey, did you hear that [color:"red"]censored [/color] just froze over?), his assessment of my future will still be there, even if it's never openly expressed again. I could give you a number of examples where after long periods of time, in a variety of situations, some attitude like that has flared to the surface after seeming to be dormant, or even extinct. But I want to finish the Saga some time, so I'm going to defer this until afterwards, or for good, if nobody's curious when the Saga ends at last!
t&l
I'd like to read the rest of the Saga....
I'm trying to be patient.
I stopped by about a week ago and something drew me to your thread.
Neaksis thinks it's the "feminine hygiene products" label that gets people curious. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Whatever it was that drew you, not only am I glad you're here, but I'm extra glad to know that it is helpful to somebody. That was my whole purpose in having my colonoscopy in such a public format, and I'd hate to have had it all be for nothing!
BTW, I think we're almost neighbors. Well, not quite, but I'm in central CA foothills... is that close?
If you're close to Yosemite, you're close enough. I live in a little town called Burson in Calaveras County. Should you ever chance to drive through it, try not to have an eye twitch while passing by, or you'll miss it completely!
t&l
t&l,your thread spoke to me, and now, some 5 hours later, I've finished reading every word of it,
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> 5 hours? Really? Wow! I had no idea I'd been so wordy.
and I'm profoundly affected. It's doubtful that knowing why would benefit you, but for me, please know that your sharing, while beneficial to you, has served others as well. BTW, don't stop now.
Let me say again, thank you for everybody's encouragement. I've wondered at times why I kept on doing this, especially when longish periods of unilateral postings went by without any response from anybody except family members. It made me extremely uncomfortable. I guess because it reminded me too much of trying to have a conversation with my husband. Different Tar Baby, same response, you know? So to have 2 unexpected encouragements to continue arrive back to back on this thread like that was a very special thing to me, and I appreciate it very much, as I also appreciate the people who come on here fairly regularly and chat with me for a bit. Please know that if I have had a beneficial effect in any way upon any of you, you all have done every bit as much for me, and more.
t&l
t&l, Hope neaksis' DS#1 is okay.
It's a long story. Could tell it after the Saga, although you might not want to see pictures. Well, you're a nurse. YOU might not object, but not everybody would want to, I don't think! He has a variant of Goldenhar's Syndrome, oddly enough not the result of his biological parents' drug use. It has left him with an asymmetrical face, among other things. Two years ago,the MDs at Stanford did a jaw distraction where they broke the short leg of his mandible (under anesthesia, of course), inserted a plate and a screw which stuck out of his jaw, kinda like Frankenstein's monster. After 4 days of initial healing, every day Neaksis had to rotate the screw completely 2 times, for a period of about 14 days. After the bone had been stretched about _____ that much, the screw was removed and the plate remained in place until new bone had formed and solidified so that the plate itself could be removed a few months later. Yesterday was a checkup to see how everything was going. Further surgery will probably be done when he's in his teens, but just that much made a significant difference in his appearance. He's a very handsome little boy--takes after his biodad--but there was just something "off" about the way he looked before surgery, and now it's only minimally noticeable. I went because I'm supposed to ask the medical questions, if there are any...although I'm not sure how much good I was yesterday since after being up for 18 hrs. I spent the first part of their MD consultations passed out cold in the van. But I also go because traffic is so bad, and Neaksis is a country girl who finds Bay area traffic intimidating. They told him after they fix his jaw a second time they'll do a fat transplant (from his abdomen) on that side of his face to plump his cheek out like the other. I WANT TO BE THE DONOR. I've ALWAYS wanted to be a fat donor. "Say, DS#1, how come one side of your face is so much bigger than the other? I mean, that cheek is HUGE." "Uh, I needed a fat transplant and my grandma was the donor!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I'm a nurse, too, but in a different type of work.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
So why did you become a nurse? I've been asking around lately at work because we've had so many bad nights, with difficult patients, both in their attitudes and their level of sickness. Nobody I know can remember why anymore. I guess it just seemed like a good idea at the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Let me say again, thank you for everybody's encouragement. I've wondered at times why I kept on doing this, especially when longish periods of unilateral postings went by without any response from anybody except family members. It made me extremely uncomfortable. I guess because it reminded me too much of trying to have a conversation with my husband. Different Tar Baby, same response, you know?
We all work, mow the lawn, take care of our kids, grandkids, and so on just like you do. Scheduling being what it is, and my W always coming first, I don't always post here when I would like to post.
Never think people don't care, because we do.
Also, sometimes I just read, and think. Until I finish thinking, I can't make the post come.
SS chuckles....
Sometimes even when I think it doesn't come out really good, but then, I do the best I can.
Yes, you are important. Never forget that. After all, if the sparrow can't fall to the ground without him knowing, how much more important are you to him? And to us, your fellow travelers.
I'm still thinking about you and HP.
You know of course that God still can, and does perform miracles. You know he can do it in your marriage. You don't know how, if, or when it would come about.
If God was to begin such an event, he might very well involve you. He does that..... quite often.......very quietly. If he was to begin it, how would you know it, and how would you know what your part was to be? Would he send an angel? Would he whisper it to your heart? What do you think? Please understand, I am not teasing you about this. After all the miracles he has performed in my life, I am sure he can do the same for anyone else.......that being you.
Would he perhaps use something like this web site, and this information that has helped so many others enrich and improve their marriages? If this was true, would you feel it in your heart while you read it?
Oh,
And sorry for making you think even more, and for asking you to respond. I know how limited time is - I still cringe when I think about the hours you work.
God be with you.
SS
Thanks for the post about the grains. Somehow I don't consider you and yours to be the least of the least. You are pretty important to many besides God.
Maybe I should copy and paste that from AD's thread, so people know what you're talking about. I wasn't trying to make a statement of actual worth. Jesus' death on the cross is the ultimate, and only, statement about how genuinely valuable each human being is. But don't you have days, too, where you feel pretty insignificant, and wonder what and why and when or if? I just think God was trying to reassure His people that not even the smallest, loneliest, most obscure person who belongs to Him, will ever be unseen by HIS eyes, regardless of how the world views them, or even how they view themselves. There's another thing that gives me joy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AD--
No jokes for you today. But I prayed for you and opened my son's (temporarily!) abandoned Bible to find a text for you. Here's what it turned to, in Amos 9:9...
"For, lo, I will command, and I will sift the house of Israel among all nations, like as corn is sifted in a sieve, yet shall not the least grain fall upon the earth."
The Israelites were going to be separated from each other, and scattered among the nations, with such thoroughness that it would be like being sifted in a sieve. It would seem to them that God had abandoned them, and that all was hopelessly lost. And yet in that separation, and all their trials to come, God promised that not even the "least" of those who truly belonged to him would be lost in the process.
We have troubles like that today, too. Often. I claim this promise pretty much every day when I pray, and tell God, "Lord, we're not famous, not rich, not special to anybody but each other and you. We're the least of the least of your grains. Don't let us fall to the ground, and be lost. The Bible says that you won't let it happen. I believe you meant what you said, and claim this promise for myself and those I love, in the name of Jesus."
And then THIS particular least grain goes on about her business with a considerably more cheerful heart than the one with which she started. I LIKE being a "least grain." Well, when it's one of God's grains, I do!
Prayers coming your way...
t&l
Yes I have days too, I know (and knew) what you mean, I just hate to leave statements like that alone when I know the peson that wrote them has such great worth.
It was just my way of getting my $.02 in.
And Yes, I believe you are right about what God was trying to say, and I agree with it.
I am a parent, and a grand parent, and I love them all, but I am still amazed at God's love. It's wonderful that he can do it though. I am glad. Wish I could pay it back, though I know I cannot.
SS
Yes I have days too, I know (and knew) what you mean, I just hate to leave statements like that alone when I know the peson that wrote them has such great worth.
It's been quite awhile now, but there was once a time when I expressed something about being surprised people were so interested in me when there was so much genuine seeking for help going on at this site. I felt quite crushed when I got Peppered with the observation that a boy cow had just pooped on my thread!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Smacked my knuckes so hard, she did, that I had bruises for weeks. So I've been a little leary since then about saying anything that might be seriously construed as grotesque self-deprecation, and with the above comment, wanted to make my point as clearly as possible. Having said that, it still surprises me that people are interested in this way. I've flown below the radar for so many years that this much public attention just feels odd. I think I should be able to feel odd if I want, don't you?! Or is that odd?
I am still amazed at God's love. It's wonderful that he can do it though. I am glad. Wish I could pay it back, though I know I cannot. SS
Yes, you can. I know how. And I'll tell it to you, too! Read Isaiah 53:11, the first part. That chapter has just finished telling about the sufferings the Savior would endure for us--despised, rejected of men, a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief, not esteemed, bearing OUR sorrows, stricken, smitten of God, afflicted, wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities, (with) the chastisement of our peace upon him, the iniquity of us all laid upon him, oppressed, brought as a lamb to the slaughter, taken from prison to judgment, cut off out of the land of the living, to make his grave with the wicked. And after all that trauma and grief comes the kicker--"He shall see of the travail (labor, as in childbirth--no epidural) of his soul, and shall be satisfied."
So there you have it. His payment is
you. Each one of you. Of us. When all this mess is over, He will look at us, the fruits of His painful labor, and the Bible says He'll be
satisfied. Nobody can EVER get more valuable than that. Be joyful!
t&l
[I'm still thinking about you and HP.
You know of course that God still can, and does perform miracles. You know he can do it in your marriage. You don't know how, if, or when it would come about.
I've been online now for 5 hrs. and 40 minutes today, although not every minute has been spent at the computer. Still, that's a whopping amount of time, and I need to leave for work in less than 2 hrs. So I'm going to leave the last part of your questions for later.
But in response to the snippet I quoted, let me say, yes, I DO know that God can perform miracles, even in this marriage. And that's why I stay around...because if the moment ever comes when human cooperation finally lets God work, I want to be in the area at the time so I can enjoy it, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Last post of the afternoon. Scout's honor!
I've been spending WAY too much time on MB, even before today's marathon. How do I know? Funny you should ask. I was just going to tell you! Yesterday en route to Stanford, we talked to Neak a bunch of times by cell phone. During one of these conversations, I wanted to say something to her about her sister, and with the sister in question sitting right there beside me, I called her "Neaksis" instead of her real name...which she's had for only 26 years, 11 months, and 2 wks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm thinking it'll be awhile before I live THAT one down!
Earlier in the Saga, I told you how MS was wounded severely in Viet Nam just 2 wks. before we were to meet in Hawaii for a well-chaperoned and chaste (see "well-chaperoned") 2 wks. together. For fourteen years after I left for college, I never returned to Hawaii, and with my children, my parents, my job, my life all here on the mainland, I'd pretty much outgrown my attachment to the place where I grew up. That is, until I had the chance to return with my parents for a visit when the kids were small, and when we flew over the islands, to see that deep blue water becoming lighter and lighter, turning to turquoise and then to white waves pounding the sand, my sense of homecoming was as profound as it was unexpected. Poor HP backed himself into a corner on that one, and ended up babysitting all four kids while I went off on vacation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Even if we could've taken all the kids with us, I really woudn't have wanted him to come along. I never had any desire for him to go to Hawaii with me. Ever. My guess is that it was because of the aborted trip with the man I really wanted to show my home sights to, and if I couldn't share it with him, I wouldn't share it with anybody else either. So when we sent my folks to Honolulu for their 50th wedding anniversary trip, but didn't tell them that 17 of us were going along to celebrate it with them, I never objected when HP decided he didn't want to go but would stay and "keep an eye" on things.
I've gone several times since then so that my parents could go to some Hawaiian Mission Academy function or another. He's never gone. I've never invited him. Why would I when he always turns me down anyway? I just enjoyed the week to 10 days when I couldn't be complained at...if I left my cell phone off. However, for some hairbrained reason which I can't explain, I got to thinking that I should ask him if he wanted to go in October when I take my dad to the '55 reunion. It's all MB's fault. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> After weeks of thinking about it, I finally asked him one morning on the way to church if he'd like to go to Hawaii since I was paying for the trip. And what did the Tar Baby say? That's right, boys and girls. You got it right! The Tar Baby said nothing. See? You're getting acquainted with the Tar Baby, too. It really annoys me when he does that, which he also knows very well.
However, I didn't say anything, dropped the subject immediately, and went back to reading. Maybe 3 wks. later, I girded up my mental loins again, and asked him another time if he wanted to go. He did answer this time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I know. I was as amazed as you are! He said, "I don't know." A response. Whee. Finally this last wk. I was getting to the point where I really have to make reservations, and I had prolonged mental debates with myself about whether or not I should ask a 3rd time. I mean, how hard should you have to plead with a person to take an all-expense-paid trip vacation to Hawaii? And besides, I've mentioned (just today, even) that I really hate getting shot down. However, I eventually bit the bullet and asked him one last time if he wanted to go.
He told me, "Well, I guess I could...as long as there aren't going to be any children along. You and your dad are OK." Such graciousness overwhelms me, let me tell you! The cockles of my heart were so warmed, in fact, that several of the little devils actually burst into flame <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, and several days later, I still carry about on me just a whiff of charcoal.
Now what am I going to do? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I hope you guys are SATISFIED!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I thought you weren'tgoing to write anymore tonight! Nearly gave up.
But I'm listening...
I thought you weren'tgoing to write anymore tonight! Nearly gave up.
But I'm listening...
OK, so my scout's honor isn't worth much, but as it turned out I didn't leave the computer quite as quickly as I'd intended to, so found your post when I made one quick LAST check on the way downstairs! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Neak just called from her first OB check. No ultrasound, so I guess the mystery of twins will have to remain a bit longer. Bummer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Although I did offer to do a transvaginal ultrasound on her tonight if she could make it to the hospital. See if we can see anything...
I've now responded to everybody who wrote something "needing" comment. I've answered all the questions, too. BTW, isn't a question (from SS, if I'm not mistaken) how we stumbled into the Saga quicksand in the first place? If only I weren't an Explanationarian, think of all the trouble I could've saved myself over a lifetime!
If I have a chance, I'll spray on the shark repellent and wade back into the Pool of Introspection tonight. Saga-cious Susan will return soon. Scout's honor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
ok, but I'm going to sleep in about 1 1/2 hours. That's MY bedtime....
Neak just called from her first OB check. No ultrasound, so I guess the mystery of twins will have to remain a bit longer. Bummer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Although I did offer to do a transvaginal ultrasound on her tonight if she could make it to the hospital. See if we can see anything...
You should've heard the later conversation I had last evening with Neak when I re-discussed the transvaginal ultrasound!! "The WHAT? How do they do that?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
"Um, quite a bit like it sounds. You know,
transvaginal ultrasound. That's what I was talking to you about before."
"Well, it may have been what YOU were talking about, but it certainly wasn't what I was talking about!"
Sometimes I suspect that girl really doesn't pay that much attention to what I say. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I think I've been sprinkling my pearls before an oink oink!
t&l
P.S. And we still don't know if it's twins.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Mr. Comeonbabylightmyfire was too tired to make the trip to the hospital, so the mystery continues. And if he played with kerosene after he got home, I'm going to be peeved. I think he just doesn't want to know because he said he'd kill himself if there were two. When he said it, I told him, "Why bother now that it's too late? You shoulda thought of that before!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So we left Ms. DroozlePuss on the way back home again, and in a very unhappy frame of mind, too. Hard to believe it was only 9 yrs. ago. Seems like a lifetime to me.
When Neak, Neabro, and Flard were little, we moved to CA so HP could teach at a little church school in the mountains. Neaksis was born about a year after we arrived. Personally, I think it was the water. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm an OB nurse. I know these things! I worked at the local hospital, and by then had been a nurse around 8 yrs. All the glamor, the "glow," the mystique, of doctors was long since gone from my mind. I'm pretty sure most of the nurses felt the same. That is, until Dr. DAP arrived on the scene. All the "regular" doctors were your average middle-aged, somewhat dumpy, bland guys. Dr. DAP was young, 6'4", blond, handsome, funny, and Swedish--with the most intriguing accent.
I found it to be quietly hysterical to watch the other nurse drool over that man, talk about him incessantly at the nurses' station, and kiss up to him majorly every time he walked through the place. I thought they were SO funny, and held myself aloof from all the hubbub, until one day one of my (married) nursing school classmates, who happened to have moved to the same town before we got there, confided in me. She said that she was surprised to find herself having romantic/sexual fantasies about Dr. DAP. I don't remember what I said to her about it. Probably something noncommittal. Certainly nothing memorable enough to still have in my mind 28 years later. What I DO remember is that when she made that confession, she unintentionally planted an idea in my unwilling mind...and suddenly I found myself also fantasizing about Dr. DAP. I was absolutely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> at myself, let me tell you!
But I also discovered that I had learned my lesson well with the whole inmate fiasco. And when these thoughts began appearing in my head, I immediately set about to root them out. As soon as a fantasy began, I would stop and pray, "Lord, you know I don't want these thoughts in my head. They are not what I really want to think. Please take them away, and keep my mind and heart pure for Jesus' sake."
It took about 3 months before the fantasies stopped, but during that time I never entertained them even once. (No chocolate chip cookies for THOSE puppies!) As soon as one occurred, I challenged it in the name and power of Jesus, and didn't give any of these ideas time to take root and grow. Eventually, Dr. DAP and his wife and I became very good friends. He is the doctor that delivered Neaksis, and his wife's grand piano and beanbag are the ones which received Neakbro's unfortunately curious explorations to see how they worked, that I wrote about earlier on this thread! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
So when I came back to CA after meeting MS for the first time in 27 years, I already had some experience in meeting and overcoming temptation in that particular area. Here we come to what seems to me to be a ticklish area. I already said at the beginning that there are certain areas I'm not going to talk about, stories that aren't mine to tell. But it's hard to explain my own actions without them, either, and I'm not quite sure how to pull it off. Be sympathetic with my dilemma, especially if it seems I'm not explaining enough to make things clear.
Let me just say this. If I had wanted to do so, I believe I could've left the marriage at this point with a clear conscience, and legitimately pursued another avenue in search of happiness. Although MS said nothing inappropriate, not directly, nor even in hints, I still understood clearly that he had never forgotten me, and that what affection had been there before, was there still. After 25 miserable years with the Great Clam, even the possibility of actually being CHERISHED by someone was extraordinarily powerful in its attraction to me.
It wasn't so much that I wanted us two 48-yr. olds to get together again. What I really wanted was for us to be 21 once more, with love and our whole lives ahead of us...but with my same children, of course. THAT should go without saying. You surely didn't think I'd give them up for some man, did you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I felt like somebody who suddenly woke up to find herself in the middle of a barren desert wasteland, burning in the sun, thirsty as the dickens, and there was a barb wire fence around the blasted oasis! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
End of shift. Time to quit before some administrative person arrives and catches me on the computer. I shall return. You can trust my scout! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
ok. trusting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm reading, just in case you felt lonely.
Twins are not that bad -
This ........12 years after the fact - and I was quoting my W, it's not the raving of a guy who doesn't understand. (Though I am sure I do not.)
Twins are double trouble, but double fun too. Ours are girls, and they spoil their dad. I like it though, so I let them do it.
Still reading, still thinking, still interrested, and hoping for that miracle for you - like the one we got.
Take him to Hawaii, and tell him it's alright to have fun - and it's even alright to act like you are having fun. Then wink at him. Even if he won't pick up on it, you can enjoy teasing him about it.
Yes, still reading.......
SS
Tell it to Neak. I wanted twins myself, but the closest I got was 2 little harum-scarum boys 16 months apart! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Thanks for the reassurance. I saw that you'd posted on a thread higher up the food chain (on pg. 1), and thought, "Hmph! SS is online and didn't write to
me!" Which made me laugh a few minutes later when I found myself (on pg. 2) and saw that you'd made a public declaration of your reading-ness. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Neak is supposed to post some pictures of Baby Yoda Lina today, but I guess she's been busy. Maybe I can do something for her when I take groceries to her house later, so she'll have time to scan and post for me!
I changed how many threads are on my page 1, so you are always on page one for me.
I post a line or two as I can, but remember, I am at work too, and honesty requries I do SOME work while I am here.
I am married to my employer, and she is married to hers, so we have it a little easier than most (as far as honesty in the work place) but still, I need to work often - sometimes even more.
Hope your children and Grandchildren are all well today. Spiritially, as well as emotionally and physically.
SS
Boy, did I ever quit this morning just in time?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Walked back to the front just in time to meet the unit manager coming in. Even though the chief of OB for Kaiser showed us how to get online on the Kaiser computer, and said it was OK to use it, I can't imagine our manager being happy to find us wandering down the streets of CyberLand! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, I see I'm exactly where we left me earlier today--perched uncomfortably upon the horns of my dilemma. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> What to do? What to do? We weren't talking about a little side fling this time around. We were talking about flat-out getting up and leaving for good. Neaksis, at 17, was the youngest. I didn't need to stay for the sake of small children. I certainly didn't want to be there any longer. The temptation to take a chance on something different, and maybe better, was almost irresistible in its overpowering appeal.
So why didn't I go? Not sure, even now. Inertia. Fear of the unknown. The disappointment of my children and parents. Unwillingness to give HP the opportunity to say, "See, I knew all along I couldn't trust you!" Who knows? Probably some combination of them all. I do know that in the 3-4 months it took me to be comfortable with my decision to remain married, I had a time of great mental turmoil. Generally things erupted in the van, since it was the only place I could ever be actually alone. I remember crying many times, and banging my hand on the steering wheel, saying, "Oh, God, I don't want to do this any mo-o-o-o-o-o-re!"
But the Bible says, "Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against God." And when these waves of rebelliousness and despair hit, I would quickly begin repeating the following text. "I delight to do thy will, O my God; Yea, thy law is within my heart." And I just couldn't make myself believe that leaving was God's will, or what He wanted me to do. So I sought through prayer (not a single prayer, either, but overandoverandover again) to find, not just resigned and begrudging acquiescence, but delight in doing whatever God wanted from me.
The reason for this effort was, I think, that once I had decided to stay (which happened very early on), I knew I couldn't have my body in one place with one man while my mind wandered off somewhere else with another. And the whole experience involving Dr. DAP had already showed me that it was possible to successfully combat mental temptations, even ones to which I would like to surrender. (Not the case with Dr. DAP, but certainly the case this time around!) I have done such a good job (in God's power, of course!) of this that I am at a place now where I CAN'T fantasize about MS any more. First place, I only allow myself to think about him in prayer. It's hard to work inappropriate fantasies into prayer! It really is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> MS's parents are dead; his siblings are not believers. When EsWa die, there will be few--possibly nobody--left who will pray for him, and so I've committed myself to be his faithful pray-er, and Neak and Neaksis after me if I should die before he does. Second place, even when I try, I can't think about him anymore, which is what has made this whole excursion into the past feel so very odd to me. I do this sometimes just for fun, now that I realize that my mind has been trained in a certain bent. I'll tell myself it's OK to reminisce just a little bit this one time. So I'll start thinking about how we first met, or some other scene from our shared history. Invariably I'll find that within a minute or less, my mind has wandered off onto some other subject, and I'll discover I'm thinking about bills or work or scheduling or any one of a wide variety of other topics...but not MS and the past. And I do it unconsciously, with no awareness of the transition. It's very weird, but boy is it effective!
Unfortunately, my creditors won't accept snippets of the Saga in payment for my bills, so I'm going to wander off into the family's financial maze and try to tidy up a bit. Have a great weekend. I'll try to be back tomorrow night at work, if the nice laboring ladies aren't screaming too loudly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I changed how many threads are on my page 1, so you are always on page one for me.
You can DO that? I had
no idea. But then, I'm a CyberDodo, so nobody should be surprised.
I am married to my employer, and she is married to hers, so we have it a little easier than most (as far as honesty in the work place) but still, I need to work often - sometimes even more.
How impertinent would it be to ask what type of self-employment you do? HP is a very good employee, but when in the past he's tried to be the boss of himself he gave himself
way too many breaks!! A person has to have a very special kind of self-discipline to be his own boss.
I hope my daughters and grandkids are well today, too, but I haven't seen anybody yet to ask. I know my sons are spiritually sick <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />, but physically they're plugging along just fine. I'm really not a very good pray-er, but in my life circumstances I'm surely getting a lot of chances to learn!!!!!!!!!!!
t&l
Was that
THE END
????????
or is there more? Did you ever see MS again? I think there is some more...
Was that
THE END
????????
Nope.
or is there more? Did you ever see MS again? I think there is some more...
You would be right. There IS more. This is the most interminable story I've ever told! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I have seen him twice since 1996. Once was unexpected, the other was expected, and yet wasn't, in a most unexpected way! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
FF, are you trying to say that all this time I've been pouring my HEART out on The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, you've been focusing on yourSELF?!
I've been meaning for days to email you, but the treadmill won't let me off! You are in my prayers though, as always, you and your DD and DS...and your Doofus, too.
Didn't want to t/j AD's thread. I can't wait until I feel up to going back and reading your story. Thank you for the prayers and for thinking of me.
Phew!
I'm glad that wasn't the end, because it was nice but like there is no closure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I can't wait until I feel up to going back and reading your story. Thank you for the prayers and for thinking of me.
I can't wait till you feel better, too, whether or not you ever go back and wade through the Pool of Introspection! You and your children are your important things, and should be your main focus. Although if you do read my story, I hope the one thing you come away with is that with God there is
always a way to keep on going. There is no such thing as a dead end, although there sure are a lot of spots that FEEL like a dead end. Not just dead. Long dead. Encased in concrete. Buried under an avalanche of rocks. You get the idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Yet somehow, a way of escape will still appear for you, and when you simply
cannot hold onto Him any longer, do what I do. I ask Him to hold onto me and not let go. And He does. There's no other reason than that, that I'm still alive, since I've had suicidal impulses on multiple occasions over the years. God hangs on TIGHT!
t&l
Phew!
I'm glad that wasn't the end, because it was nice but like there is no closure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis HATES closure. The word, that is. But the nice thing about this story is that I eventually got it, by whatever name you want to call it. In the end, everything came full circle for me. Things fit into the right places, and started to make sense. Not completely, perhaps, but enough. And because I got c-l-o-s-u-r-e ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis!), I was finally able to let go at last.
t&l
P.S. Neak is supposed to post some pictures of Baby Yoda Lina today, but I guess she's been busy. Maybe I can do something for her when I take groceries to her house later, so she'll have time to scan and post for me!
Well, guess what? The Roil Princess has a mother, Her Roil Highness. She feels both wretched, and retched. Today she's apparently spent the whole time sailing the high quease. Finally she decided to try and soothe her stomach with a chocolate milk shake, only to find out with the first large swallow that the milk was sour. That was hours ago, but it seems she's never really recovered from that, and got all hyperswallow-y just trying to tell me about it. I got a little nervous trying to post with her standing over the waste basket behind me, making like a bunch of geese, and gaggling. E-e-e-e-ew.
So no Baby Yoda Lina today. I guess the ears will have to keep. Her husband's no help either since he's got digestive issues at 'tother end. That does it. I'm leaving while I still feel fine! I'm pooped, too, but only in a fatigued sort of way. Let's keep it like that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hi just siting down in a moment of peace - rare these days - to read your thread...need SOME adult interaction even if it indirect!! ..lol
Being SO happy is wearing thin at times but A2 is rather wearing at the best of times, cute I give you, funny at times I give you, but intense.
A complicated confusing man that one. Will read Augustus' Comentaries in latin and then - this from those who were there - in the middle of a battle get a two up school together telling the participants 'because you can't take it with you mate" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So maybe its only me that questions his behaviour ... and he still wotn change nappies unles he has no other option ..that me, DD, mum, sister, the woman next door......
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sour chocolate milk shakes? EEEWWWWWW I think I'm gonna chunder...... NOW that thought makes me queasy, wheres the bucket???? yuck yuck
Got a beeping cold or sinus thingy as well .... had no problems and now ..just turns Spring and POW!! Lucky it seems to clear up afer a few hours.
Its so QUIET around here its freaky!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
hi just siting down in a moment of peace - rare these days - to read your thread...need SOME adult interaction even if it indirect!! ..lol
Aussieswife! I've been following your posts on Idiotville for a very long time, What a pleasure to meet you in cyberperson. And Mikey! Are you sure he's not part moose? Let's hope Neak isn't going to try and beat your personal best. Her great-grandma had a 13-pounder. He was #8, and by that time even her stretch marks had stretch marks. Still, by the time she passed him, I'll bet she'd figured out something humungous this way comes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Being SO happy is wearing thin at times
So true, but being unhappy can be pretty doggone wearing, too!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
he still wotn change nappies unles he has no other option ..that me, DD, mum, sister, the woman next door......
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How does the woman next door feel about this?!
Sour chocolate milk shakes? EEEWWWWWW I think I'm gonna chunder......
Do you think I should ditch the thunder, and change my sign-on to chunder and lightning instead? What a picture THAT produces in the old imagination. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What would a chundercloud look like? And when the lightning struck...whooooeee! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Thanks for stopping by. I've been glad to see things going better for you, even if they're doing it in a complicated, intense way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
dear chunder and lightning
ROTFLMAO hehehehehe
love it. We can put it to music like that old Queen song ... OOps NOW I'm showing my age!! lol
Marge next door is in her glory helping with nappies, 8 grandkids all toddlers or less and only 55... hee hee she thinks A2 should be tied down, preferrably with a straight jacket. lol
The only drawback is that she & my mum are so close I only have to put the kettle on and mum knows about it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
'Being' so happy might have been the wrong word...lets say 'appearing'. Now I'm not unhappy you understand, just that I could be so much happier if A2 didn't have to go to war again.
Wow I said that & not even a sniffle..must be getting ny sense and sensibility back .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I swore to myself A2 would have no needy weepy wife hanging off him this time around and I fully intend to keep my word.
I keep this home a place of fun and love and joy as much as I can while I have him. Well, between the nappy changes anyway! lol
Of course between Mike & A2 I don't think I've left the bedroom for a week!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
NOW I might just sneak off for a nice hot spa bath while the gang is out, Mike is with nanna, A2 is watching sports next door with the guys ...ahhhhh peace.... this IS so freaky though .... I can actually hear the clock ticking in the lounge room!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Why does he have to go back another time? Never did understand that. Is it a British/Australian thing, or did he volunteer for another go-arounder. If he volunteered, never mind with the explanation. Testy-tosterone and being male says it all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Take care and don't hold too much back so that your tear ducts explode. There are no extra points for being noble. Or brave. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
When I came back home, and knew I was going to stay, I made some efforts to re-establish a relationship with HP. The one thing in particular that I remember doing was telling him the story of crying in the church after the wedding had started because I didn't want to go through with it...although I left out the reason why. That seemed like a little more information than was called for. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> He thanked me for telling him, and said it helped him understand a lot more about our marriage than he had before. Briefly I thought we might be making a breakthrough, but it didn't take me long to figure out that it wasn't going to work that way. Nor did it take long to slip back into the usual habit of aloof distance.
Before I tell you about the next time I saw MS, I need to stop briefly for all you men, and for the younger women who haven't yet reached the peak (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) of life to which those of us 40ers and 50ers have already climbed! You men will never know (and how fair is THAT!?), but you girl young'uns have a real treat to look forward to! It's not enough that we can't cough or sneeze without the fear of public humiliation and disgrace, but our dignity is endangered every time a stray joke is fired off anywhere in our general vicinity. I suppose every woman's technique varies somewhat, but for me it works like this: when the old bladder starts to fill up, a frantic search for a restroom begins...hopefully to be found before anybody says anything funny, or some wandering speck of dust tickles the old respiratory tract. Every muscle squeezed tight, I hurry in small, mincing, yet hurried steps towards the desired facility. Usually this works quite well, right up until I get inside and close the door. At that point, my bladder, seeing the toilet, says, "Whew! We made it!" and plops down on the sofa to relax. Only I'm still standing at the doorway with my pants up! Boy, do I get pi$$ed when that happens. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> The other favorite trick is to tell me I'm all done, so that I'll stand up again--at which point I can actually hear my bladder slapping its tiny knee and shouting, "Hehehehe. Fooled ya again, didn't I? Bwahahahahahahahaha!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> See what you miss by being either a male or a youthful female? And now that you all know what I'm really like, maybe you'll be a little more careful about how deep you want to wade into my Pool of Introspection!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Since Neaksis was born 27 years ago, I've had 3 surgeries for this little, ahem, difficulty. The most recent was probably 6 or 7 years ago. Because cystoceles and rectoceles can recur if stress is put on their repair immediately after surgery, I was given 6 wks. off so I wouldn't be lifting any legs and helping people push. However, nobody told me I couldn't lift a suitcase, and since I had in my possession a ticket, which was about to expire, good for flying anywhere in the US I decided to take a trip. By myself. All alone. Just me. CSue--THAT was a vacation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
HP and I don't travel together anymore. Our last trip together was 10 years ago this summer, when we took the kids and my folks on a trip from Caifornia to New Mexico and back. It lasted about 10 days and by the time we got back, I told him I'd never travel anywhere with him again. Turns out our approaches to vacation are fundamentally opposed. I have a general plan, but it can be subject to alteration at any point if something more interesting turns up. He has a specific plan, written on tables of stone, and woe betide the unfortunate individual who attempts to change one jot or tittle of the law. The kids were cut from the same bolt of cloth as I was, and we spent the whole trip trying to do extra fun stuff while he tried to keep us on schedule and moving to the next place. It was NOT fun. Not even for him. He was like a border collie trying to herd a flock of particularly-recalcitrant sheep. In the end, all it was was misery for everybody, including my parents...who just wanted everybody to get along! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The only reason I considered the Hawaii thing at all is that we will be staying at the same place for the whole time, and just wandering around in the daytime. If we had to pack up every night and move to a new location for the next day, there is no way on earth I would've gone on another trip with him. Besides, it's Hawaii. I'm the only one who knows where the stuff is we want to go to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
But I digress. Back to the ticket. My parents, Neak and her then-two kids, Neaksis, and I had gone on a trip the year before with these same kind of cheapie tickets, which we got at an Albertson's special offer. I think it cost less than $1000 for all of us, and we flew to Maine, then drove across New Brunswick, Canada, to Prince Edward Island to soak up a little Anne of Green Gables atmosphere (a GREAT trip, by the way, for fans of the series). From there we drove down along the St. Lawrence River to Montreal and into New York near Lake Placid. For several days, we visited a family friend who was in federal prison, then went to see Niagara Falls and came home. HP was offered a chance to go on this trip, but he didn't want to travel in a group, and he didn't like the friend who was in prison, so he refused the offer to go with us. Fine--it was a duty offer anyway!
But I still felt guilty that we were going on a trip and he wasn't getting a vacation himself, so I bought one more ticket for him and suggested that he use it to go to Minnesota to visit Flard, and take a canoe trip with him, something he'd always wanted to do and which I had/have absolutely no interest in doing. The ticket was good for one year.
Now, almost a year later, he had still stubbornly refused to use it to go anywhere, and my Scot blood rebelled at the idea of my money going to waste in such an unnecessary fashion. So when I could see he had no intention of using it, I decided that I would use it myself instead. The problem was that I really didn't have anywhere to go in particular, and was somewhat at a loss to know where to go on my trip...until I remembered that my cousin had invited me to visit her sometime and get better acquainted. Since I grew up in Hawaii and she grew up in Michigan, we really didn't know each other well, but had had a good time when she visited her uncles (one of them my dad) after her dad died. So for the lack of a more urgent destination, I decided that I'd go and spend some time with her.
This is why, one week after my surgery, I took my suitcase and boarded a plane for my great adventure. I TOLD you. Nobody said I couldn't lift a suitcase! They only told me I couldn't lift pts. and legs at work! Do you suppose that's why the surgery wasn't all that successful? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Hm-m-m-m. Must ponder.
I landed in Kansas City, Missouri, rented a car, and drove a couple hrs. to spend the night with another cousin and her family. Left that afternoon and went to Branson to an Andy Williams/Glenn Campbell concert, where I discovered that when you're seated 20 feet from the speakers, it is actually possible to have music on too loud even for me! I ducked a block or 2 over the state line into Mississippi, just so I could say I'd been in the state, then drove across Tennessee to Chattanooga, where my cousin lived in a small nearby town in Georgia.
And here the thot plickens. MS lived in Chattanooga, and had ever since the early 70s after we split. I had neither the intention nor the desire for him to see me, although I wanted to see him. As in look at, visualize, peer at from a distance, briefly observe. But conversation and personal interaction were definitely, absolutely, positively, decidedly OUT OF THE QUESTION!
My break ends in 7 minutes, so I'm going to go ahead and post this. After all this potty talk, there's something I need to do before I return to my duties! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ahhhhhhhhhh t&l;
A vacation by yourself! That's the spirit!
That would be heaven to me!!!
I've got a lot of reading to catch up on....just came by for a minute to skim through!!
I've got a lot of reading to catch up on....just came by for a minute to skim through!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Hope you didn't step in the Pool!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Just a brief backtrack to the mention that I had tried to re-establish some kind of actual relationship with my husband, after meeting MS in Wisconsin in '96. The meeting was in April. Neak married on her birthday in July, 2-1/2 months later. So the whole I-don't-approve-of-your-marriage-so-I-won't-walk-you-down-the-aisle dustup with Neak's father occurred in this time frame, and didn't particularly improve my general attitude towards him, nor make a continuing marriage relationship any more desirable. But still I tried. I really did.
And then to have Neak, that silly twit, get married in the very same church, by the very same preacher (my uncle), with the very same man walking her down the aisle, all made her wedding an extraordinarily-difficult experience for me. So much nostalgia, and regret, and loss...
Oh, well, mothers of brides are supposed to cry anyway, and how was anybody else to know what I was snivelling about?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I love my facade! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
I did have a good cry just like you advised. Held Mike and cried my heart out..but A2 was gone.
No he didn't volunteer except when he joined up 20 odd years ago. Now I think he could have not gone this time due to his previous injuries but its that army thing about not going when your team goes.
The Army is his first spouse!! I'm the joy luck club!
well it feels that way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW--I'm so sorry. You and your family are in the prayers of many here on the MB board, mine certainly included. As I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord your love to keep...
t&l
keeping you on the first page
its that army thing about not going when your team goes.
Men!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The Army is his first spouse!! I'm the joy luck club!
And yet, oddly enough, there is no joy, the luck is bad, and the only club involved is the big wooden one which is clobbering your poor emotions upside the head! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Sigh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Prayers coming your way. If you've got a Bible handy, read Psalm 46:9,10, Psalm 91, and Psalm 27. There are lots more, but those are a good start. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm about to serve some fine whine, and wondered if anybody's got some cheese they'd like to contribute to the party. Fortunately I didn't post immediately, and have mellowed out somewhat on the way to work. Therefore, only small servings will be dispensed, instead of emptying the whole dang cellar. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I don't know who has irritated me more this afternoon, HP or myself. Shall I be angry at him for being annoying, or at me for allowing myself to be annoyed? The button pusher or the button owner/pushee? Decisions, decisions. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Actually, what happened was in-and-of-itself not a big confrontation. It just happened to tap into a very sensitive spot for me, so the emotional reaction I have is out of all proportion to the literal conversation.
Neak's husband is temporarily out of work, after delinquent debtors drove his business into the ground and belly-up. Apparently this wk. they ran out of money to pay for the satellite, and service was stopped. Since my father lives with them, and likes to watch TV, I would've paid the bill if I'd been, ahem, asked so he could continue to enjoy his daily routine. However, nobody asked for any help and far be it from me to force cash on somebody at gunpoint! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So instead they decided to re-adjust the satellite (for a religious broadcasting station) that's sitting on the roof but pointed in the wrong direction so my dad can't see any of it. For this they needed a ladder, so Neak called over and asked me to ask her dad if they could borrow one of his for today and fix the TV for Grandpa. Please bear in mind that HP and I owe my parents-now-dad more in both money and personal obligation than we could ever hope to repay. So I asked if I could take it over and bring it back. Not at all surprisingly, he replied, "I don't want my ladder to go anywhere without supervision."
This is a man so possessive about his precious belongings I'm surprised he doesn't go around and pee on everything to mark his territory...so being turned down wasn't any kind of shock to me. But it was irritating that he wouldn't even loan a ladder for the benefit of a man who had been nothing but kind to him for 34 years. I didn't say anything at first, but it only took a few minutes of festering before I said, "You know what? I hope when you die that the military cemetery has an extra-big spot saved just for you so we can bury you with all your stuff!" I finished gathering my stuff together and went over to where he was lying on my bed, kissed him, and said, "Good-bye." To which he replied, "Are you sure you want to do that?" And the girl Tar Baby said nothing, just walked down the stairs and out the door.
I have thought for many, many years now that his fanatical insistence on remaining married had much less to do with any real affection for me than it had to do with this possessiveness that can't let anybody else have his "stuff." God forbid that anything once under his thumb should escape. Ever! So I got crabby, I must confess, and was in a bad moodall the way to work,which definitely influenced my selection of what to listen to while I drove and wallowed in a whole hour of nicely-melancholy music . Tomorrow I will return to my regularly-scheduled disposition, but in keeping with what I've got going in my head today, here are the words of one of the songs I played, because it has always hit home...and home hurt.
Yesterday when I was young,
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue.
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game,
The way an evening breeze may tease a candle flame.
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand.
I lived by night, and shunned the naked light of day;
And only now I see how the years ran away.
Yesterday when I was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung;
So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me,
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see.
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out;
I never thought to think what life was all about;
And every conversation I can now recall
Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all.
Yesterday the moon was blue, and every crazy day brought something new to do;
I used my magic age as if it were a wand,
And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond.
The game of love I played, with arrogance and pride;
And every flame I lit, too quickly, quickly died.
The friends I made all seemed somehow to slip away,
And only I am left on stage to end the play.
There are so many songs in me that won't be sung.
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue.
The time has come for me to pay for yesterday...
When I was young.
Yesterday when I was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung;
So many wayward pleasures lay in store for me,
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see...
Lalalalalala.
Got a pt. Time to adjust the facade and face the public. Fortunately this one doesn't speak English, so a lot of bonding won't be necessary! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm back. I TOLD you there wasn't going to be a lot of bonding going on. Gave them the buttons so they can watch Spanish TV, said "uno hora" so she'd know how long she was going to be monitored, "dos centimetres" so she'd know how dilated she was, "el bebe esta bien" to reassure her on fetal condition, and left. My kind of patient! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I guess what nags at me, and caused my mental flareup today, is the sneaky recurring suspicion and fear that all these years I've tried like a good soldier to build a relationship with a man who was hanging onto me for NO other reason than that he was just too stubborn to let go. I'm his ultimate Fenton sticker, which stickers we used to laugh about because he'd gotten them at a car show years before we got married, didn't need them, wouldn't use them, but couldn't bear to throw them away. There's no joy in being a Fenton sticker. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
So here's a snippet of another song...
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark,
All the sweet green icing flowing down.
Someone left the cake out in the rain,
And I don't think that I can take it
'Cuz it took so long to bake it,
And I'll never have the recipe again--
Oh, no...
There will be another song for me,
For I will sing it.
There will be another dream for me;
Someone will bring it.
I will drink the wine while it is warm,
And never let you catch me looking at the sun.
But after all the loves of my life,
After all the loves of my life--You'll still be the one.
I will take my life into my hands,
And I will use it.
I will win the worship in their eyes,
And I will lose it.
I will have the things that I desire,
And my passions flow like rivers to the sky...
But after all the loves of my life,
After all the loves of my life,
I'll be thinking of you--
And wondering why.
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark,
All the sweet green icing flowing down.
Someone left the cake out in the rain
And I don't think that I can take it,
'Cuz it took so long to bake it,
And I'll never have the recipe again--
Oh, no. Oh, no.
OK, OK, I know I said just recently that eventually I came to the point where I was able to let go of my dreams. And it's generally true. But today I'm not only not a dog, I'm not even "just" a hydrant. I'm a hydrant that got tossed into the Pool of Introspection...and I've already told you what's in there!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The pity party has been officially completed. So, anybody hear any good jokes lately? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
... as you were saying...
<just a hint that the unfinished story still leaves us hanging>
... as you were saying...
<just a hint that the unfinished story still leaves us hanging>
I think this IS part of the story, just current, and not ancient history. Maybe Neak can post Baby Yoda Lina's ears. I don't feel entertaining right now. And I don't hear anybody telling me anything funny to cheer me up, either. So there. I'd pout, but it'd look silly here at work.
t&l
Something funny?! You want me to tell you something fully?!
If I could tell anybody something funny, I would have told my wife. A sense of humor would have make a huge difference.
Next?
-AD
... and of course the there and now (as opposed to the here and now) is part of the story.
Something funny?! You want me to tell you something fully?!
If I could tell anybody something funny, I would have told my wife. A sense of humor would have make a huge difference.
Next?
-AD
Really? You think your problem with her is that you don't have a sense of humor? Maybe you had one to start out, and she ground it out of you! I would've assessed your sense of humor as being just fine, based on what I've read from you. Or are only your fingers funny?
Blast. Another pt. I guess the barbeques are all over and there's nothing left to do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Another day, another attitude.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Regular broadcasting has resumed!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, broadcasting will resume, but not until the broad has gotten some sleep. Um, broadcaster, that is. Hope you all have a good day.
t&l
puttng you back on page 1 so you don't have to wonder whether anyone is listening....
puttng you back on page 1 so you don't have to wonder whether anyone is listening....
Neaksis laughs at me for paying attention, and says everybody needs a hobby, so it's a good thing that I have one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />! But it is impossible for me to keep from being fascinated by the evidence that people find this story interesting. Maybe it's because nobody's paid any attention to anything but my surface for such a long time, and I've just gotten used to flying under the radar, but my MB experience, while in many respects a pleasure, remains somewhat of a mystery to me.
And so the "hobby" that I get razzed about is my little list where I write down the hits on this thread from one day to the next. Don't know why I started back at the end of July, but once I did I've just kept it up because it intrigues me. Some days there'll be a over 150; some days under 20--and for the life of me, I still haven't been able to figure out what makes some days dull and some days alluring. Maybe Neaksis is right and I DO need a hobby, but not necessarily THIS one! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Please don't tell her so, though, or I'll never be able to live it down. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
I'm one of the "hitters", only because I haven't had a chance to stop and post - but I'm desperately trying to catch up the reading....and think I will have to go back at some point and read it all from the beginning in one big lump so I can digest it all.
But I understand you wanting validation of hits/responses. My version of it is being sooooo glad that you acknowledge when someone posts to you!
You're great at that. I get so irrrrrrrrritated when I post to someone and they don't even acknowledge that I exist!!!
Now I realize that's my problem not theirs, and I promise myself to stop posting to people who ignore me! But then, I find something to say that I can't resist, and promise myself that I'm saying it "for me", and it doesn't matter whether or not they respond....
Well I could go on and on........but I won't! So thank you t&l!
I enjoy your storytelling and your use of english. Maybe it's because I don't express myself too well in any language! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
When is the next chapter?
BTW, I have a question for you.
Since we're in the infidelity forum, what would you do if HP were unfaithful? Would you try plan A?
Just curious <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm alone tonight because dds are visiting WH's dwellings for the first time. Makes me a little nervous because normally OW lives there although it is a secret <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'm worried about them, of course.
I'm not a hitter, I nearly always struck out.
Hey, when you live with a tar baby, it's nice to talk to people that actually listen to you.
AS for lots of hits some days, and few others - it is probably pure chance.
To answer your question, I work in retail - A small camping equipment store. Mostly spend time now at a desk ordering, doing adds, and talking on the phone.
I see song lyrics have meaning to you as they do to many others of us. I am sorry it was sad ones the other day. Here is one that has great meaning to me. Perhaps it will lift you as it has many others.
Where can I turn for Peace
Text: Emma Lou Thayne
Where can I turn for peace, where is my solace
When other sources fail to make me whole?
When with a wounded heart, anger, or malice,
I draw myself apart, searching my soul?
Where, when my aching grows, where when I languish,
Where in my need to know, where can I run?
Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish?
Who, who can understand? He, only One.
He answers privately, reaches my reaching
In my Gethsemane, Savior and Friend.
Gentle the peace he finds for my beseeching,
Constant He is and kind
Love without end.
Have a good night.
SS
CSue -
rest assured that your posts are doing good, and keep at it anyway, you are needed. If you ever doubt it, just ask God to help you know, and keep on posting.
SS
T&L - I check your posts everyday, but don't often post to you. It is kind of like a bedtime story for me. Your are a unique and fascinating woman. I like that.
SS,
Thanks, I agree with you - you remind me why I'm here!
think I will have to go back at some point and read it all from the beginning in one big lump
I did that once, before I started the second half of the saga. But I was thinking about doing it again, until that person a little ways back said that reading it all in one afternoon had taken
5 hours! Holy cow. You could read
War and Peace in that length of time. Although in my case I guess it would be
War, More War, and an Armed Neutrality. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My version of it is being sooooo glad that you acknowledge when someone posts to you!
A unilateral conversation is a lecture. Been the recipient of a sufficient amount of those to last a lifetime. Not that interested in being the giver, either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Inadequate opportunities for humorous vs. grotesque self-deprecation.
I get so irrrrrrrrritated when I post to someone and they don't even acknowledge that I exist!!!
I know just what you're talking about, although I don't know that you necessarily obsess as much as I do about what might have been done wrong, to be so easily and completely ignored. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It's happened to me here, on one other thread in particular...but you're right. Somebody will say something, and all your good resolutions to maintain a dignified silence go right out the window--because you're just
compelled to comment. And to their profit, too, I'm sure!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Thanks for stopping in the feminine hygiene products aisle. Welcome to my pad...
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I have a question for you.
Since we're in the infidelity forum, what would you do if HP were unfaithful? Would you try plan A?
You remember back awhile ago I said there were some things that I wasn't going to talk about? Well, this is one of them. If HP ever decided he wanted to come online (or onanywhere) for help to deal with the demons that live in his imagination, I'd be happy to see him do it. But that would have to be his decision, his revelations. Basically, I have said earlier that I could've left my marriage with a clear conscience and a Biblical right to pursue the chance to marry someone else. Extrapolate out of that what you will. If he developed an actual relationship with another woman, and wanted out of the marriage, I don't think he'd have to ask me twice. I've already Plan A'd him almost to death for years, just to keep peace in the household. I don't think another one would work, if this one didn't.
It reminds me of the story of the old couple in their 90s who filed for divorce after 70+ years of marriage. When they appeared before the judge he tried to talk them out of it, but the old lady, especially, was adamant that the divorce be granted. Finally, he turned to her and said, "Ma'am, you've been together all these years? Why do you have to split now?" And she looked him in the eye as she answered firmly, "Your honor, enough's enough." No matter what happens, I have promised to pray for him until the day I die (or lose all my marbles, whichever comes first). But enough's enough...and that would definitely, positively, indisputably, indubitably, and without a doubt, be enough! I
can pray from a distance, you know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />.
I'm worried about them, of course.
I'm sorry. By the time you get this it will be tomorrow, and you should be able to lay your worries to rest...and, I hope, give them a proper burial!
t&l
I'm not a hitter, I nearly always struck out.
You and me both.
Hey, when you live with a tar baby, it's nice to talk to people that actually listen to you.
Especially if they pretend not to notice that you're all covered with tar! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I see song lyrics have meaning to you as they do to many others of us.
I don't know where it is, and lack the motivation as well as the time to hunt for it, but I once made a list of the story of my life as told in songs. It started with Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport, and went on through songs like Let It Be Me, Where Have All the Soldiers Gone?, Blowin' in the Wind, You've Lost That Loving Feeling, Unchained Melody, Ebb Tide, If You Could Read My Mind, Killing Me Softly with His Song, Time in a Bottle, And I Love You So, and so on, until it ended in Yesterday When I Was Young. There was hardly a cheerful song in the lot, and it must've had 25 or more songs in it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> My list would end with another song now, though, and when I finish the Saga I'll put it down because it says poetically more or less where I've landed.
I've never heard the song from which those words came, so I'm not familiar with the melody. But the words are lovely, thank you...and considerably more cheerful than the ones that
I posted!
T It is kind of like a bedtime story for me.
Kind of like a Grim Not-So-Fairy Tale?
Your are a unique and fascinating woman. I like that.
That's very nice of you to say. I've been interested in you for quite awhile, especially after I saw your picture on the photo page. (I'm a big chicken, myself.) I guess it's because it's always nice to be interesting to the people who interest you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, the Human Sedative
And accounted for. I saw earlier that you were online so very late at night, but we were inundated with a
flood of pregnant women at the time, so I couldn't post right away. You need to get more sleep, sir. Do you know how
bad chronic sleep deprivation is for you? Can you recognize hypocrisy when you hear it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - (squidges) Just because.
Good morning, dearie.
- Kimmy
t&l,
Thank you! I feel better now!
By the way..."Tar Baby" is one of my boys favorite stories. My husband really plays it up so the boys howl with laughter!
Living with a tar baby - wouldn't be so fun! I haven't thought of my father the same since I've seen you use the term for HP (who as you know reminds me of my father).
Side note - my father has failed to return any of my calls or even READ any e-mails I've sent to him for let's say 5 weeks. We live over 600 miles apart....so I haven't been able to figure out a way to get him to un-ignore me...
I've been wondering what I might have said and done that offended him becuase there's nothing more powerful than silence right! One e-mail I sent even had the title "Results from my echocardiogram". And still he never read it. Sheesh!!!
So finally on Labor Day, I called him again...well he answered the phone!! And we had a nice long talk. He said he was so glad I called etc....only with my father he taught us long ago that he doesn't like to talk about "unpleasantries". So the well trained daughter that I am....didn't even mention all the ignoring! I'm just considering myself officially "un-ignored" - until the next time!
Good morning, dearie.- Kimmy
Good morning to you, too. Or in my case, good night. I am SO sleepy this morning. I kept having to slap and jostle myself (
not to be confused with slap and tickle!) on the way home to keep from going to sleep (after the M&Ms ran out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />). I am going to bed muy pronto today, that's for sure.
On the way home today (before I started running on fumes), I was thinking about what I said re HP making his own revelations, and got to pondering what his version of the Saga might be like. For one thing, coming as it would from Tar Baby, The Great Clam, it would be
considerably shorter! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Like this. "Didn't know her very long. Got married anyway. Seemed like a good idea at the time. Didn't turn out so well. But still married. Don't know why. Glutton for punishment, maybe. Always been fond of Fenton stickers though. Could be it!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Thanks so much for the squidges! Um, what are they, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm just considering myself officially "un-ignored" - until the next time!
Hope you are able to spend a suitable amount of time today basking in the warmth of your good fortune!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I LOVE Emoticons!
T&L
I totally missed your answer to me in my e mails! Just read it now.
I understand, I extrapolate well. Maybe someday you can add that chapter, if it's not too painful.
About last night, well... I guess I can lay my worries down for the moment. The girls didn't have much to say <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> as usual, but at least it appears that OW wasn't there and the evidence of her living there wasn't too obvious.
Still, it worries me that they don't say much about the whole situation. They probably talk to their friends. At least I hope so.
I'm off to bake a cake for work. Being the boss is not always easy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Squidges are better than hugs but not kissy/schmaltzy. They're fun. They're comforting, and they are friendly and kind. Like homemade warm cinnamon rolls with drizzly icing.
Not to be confused with "squidgy feeling", which is how your mouth and teeth feel if you've ever tasted government cheese.
One's a noun/verb, the other adverb.
Capice?
(giggle)
Speaking of song lyrics, every time I hear this on the radio, I always think of you, even before I knew this much of the story. It always makes ME cry and I've never dated an army man.
"Travelin' Soldier"
Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talking to me,
I'm feeling a little low
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you
Chorus: I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone when the letter said
A soldier's coming home
So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he told her of his heart
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of
He said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for awhile
[Chorus]
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the Anthem sang
A man said folks would you bow your heads
For a list of local Vietnam dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cared
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair
I understand, I extrapolate well. Maybe someday you can add that chapter, if it's not too painful.
Not a matter of painful. At least not anymore. It would just be inappropriate. It may surprise some, given the open discussion of the sujbect matter of this thread, but I actually DO have some sense of what's appropriate and what's not! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> But this challenge has also helped to form who I am, even if it stands always in the shadows.
Glad the visit went OK, is
over, and you can relax again. Any spare cake?
t&l
P.S. Will try to go online later at work. Hope it's better than last night. What a zoo! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I started a post for this thread, lost it part way through (rats!) and am working on it again. May not finish tonight.
Been reading a little between phone calls and appointments. I can post and run for fun, but serious posts take me a long time. Well, ones this long do.
I should wait until tomorrow, you'll be at work anyway.
SS
t&l,
I'm basking...I'm basking!!!!
Hey t&l, give me the formula to take the pain away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I bought a book about suicide written by the chair at Johns Hopkins Psychiatry department. She tried to commit suicide a couple of times...
One thing she says really got to me: the mental pain was so bad she wanted to end her life. Now I know what she means... It's the mental pain that I can't get rid of.
I never feared death, but lately, everytime I hear somebody died I feel sort of envy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> that's how bad it is. I wonder how long it will last...
But again, enough of me. [color:"red"]When is the next chapter? [/color] [color:"purple"]You promised [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l, still checking your thread every day.
I'm the person who sat mesmerized and profoundly affected FOR FIVE HOURS (sorry for caps; haven't figured out how to do italics!)reading your thread.
First, let me explain that I have several children, so given interruptions, it might take me five hours to read "The Little Engine That Could" these days.
Still, have you any idea how many pages this thread would use if you printed it? I daresay it would be several hundred pages. I promise! I know this because I once began printing a 15-page thread that I finally stopped after 100 pages came through the printer!
So, when is the next chapter? I think I have a few hours free this weekend. (Insert rolly eyes here -- I simply must learn this new forum if I'm going to stick around!)
PM
You know, all this fluff between the meat of the story is getting kinda.... like... fluffy you know, and I'd really, if you please, like to hear the ...
well, you know you're a good, like story teller and you have maybe a really interesting story and
Where is it!?
In case you forgot, you were travelling alone, in a rental car with your suitcase and post-surgical complications near the very city in which YS (not MS) lived, and then you just winked out.
I think you're making this all up and got yourself boxed in a corner and can't figure out what ending to write. Yeah, that must be it. <grumble>
If I don't see more production on this line, I'm going to shut it down and lay all y'all off.
-AD
Well, at least I know how much interest there'll be in the actual me once my story is over! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And I was having such a good time chatting, too.
t&l
I count the whole thing as important, none of it as fluff.
SS
AD, that is too too funny. I know, if she doesn't hurry we'll take turns telling the story for her. You know, each of us tell a paragraph or two, then the next person takes a whack at it...see who gets the closest to the actual events. Maybe we can offer a cyberprize to the winner?
Oh oh oh! Me first, me first! "Riding along in her automobile... with no particular place to go..." she accidentally runs into him on the sidewalk. No, silly. Not "ran him over with the car" but saw him, waved, and happily ever after?!?!?!?!?!??!?!? I like happily ever after stories. Especially when life sucks enough already, however, even with a sad ending, its REAL. Not Hollywood fake. And THAT is what matters.
Life is hard sometimes - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
(This is in reference to my life, not yours - just so you know.)
I told you that I would think about things. I have been doing that, and perhaps it is time to talk a little bit.
I am keeping in mind that I am a fellow traveler. I'll just say what I think, which is my opinion, and I admit that's what it is.
Some people believe in unconditional love. I do, along these lines:
"Charity is the pure love of Christ, and it endurth forever. And whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it shall be well with him."
This from memory, and it may be off a little, but it will do for the purposes of this discussion.
It's hard to be married to a clam. It's hard to love one.
YOU love pretty much everyone. I can tell. You have charity. I see it, and I bet your pt's see it. Oh, I know you have to be hard sometimes, but you love them. You love your kids, and your H, and fellow church members. I would venture a guess that you love most everyone, and would help if you could. I doubt if the "good Samaritan" has much on you.
I would love to get a chance to be incognito at one of your family gatherings. Even with all you have told us, there is usually much left unsaid. I would love to watch the interaction. To listen, to learn. I suspect there are still things that can be done to get the clam to open up, but then, you are probably smarter than I, and as yet have not been able to produce results. Or, not been able to produce acceptable results. My mind just can't get a lock on things needing to stay as they are. It keeps searching for something else.........
I was listening to music yesterday morning as I was waking up, and getting ready for the day. One of the songs stood out in my mind as being true for many marriages - certainly mine for many years, and probably yours too. At least it is in my mind.
Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Then somebody bends
Unexpectedly
Just a little change
Small to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the Beast
Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
Ever just as sure
As the sun will rise
Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bittersweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong
Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast
I thought about that for a long time. Beauty and the Beast.
Why does it have to be that way?
Of course, it does not, but so very often it is.
Because the shell of the beast feels comfortable to us, we live in it, refuse to shed it. It seems natural, and friendly. Leaving it, so unnatural, so harsh.
To be kind, to communicate, seem so difficult, and degrading. So that you don't misunderstand, I am speaking as men as the beast. This is not a judgement, I think of myself that way often, and wonder why I don't do better.
Then I heard another song -
People
Barbra Streisand
People,
People who need people,
Are the luckiest people in the world
We're children, needing other children
And yet letting a grown-up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children than children
Lovers are very special people
They're the luckiest people in the world
With one person one very special person
A feeling deep in your soul
Says you were half now you're whole
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
With one person one very special person
No more hunger and thirst
But first be a person who needs people
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world...
So then I thought about the great clam.
Even people who are clams have feelings. They just don't talk about them.
I wondered why?
I think once you said there were reasons.... there usually are.
I thought about the pain the clam must feel sometimes. I wondered that he keeps it inside.
I wondered if he knew of the feelings you once had for someone else, and the death wish, and everything. I wondered how that affected his mindset.
There is much that I know, but much that I don't know. I continue to read, sometimes silent, sometimes vocal.
I am not making any kind of judgment about the things I wonder about. I don't know if my wondering help you at all. I hope they don't hurt, it is not intended that they do.
If the truth were known, I wish to help, but as yet have not seen a way to do so.
In a way, you are a clam too. You talk, but sometimes the talk hides the hurt that would ordinarily show on your face, or in your eyes.
It is not really obvious - please don't think you are transparent. You have a lot invested in who you are, I don't mean to try to change you.
You spent a lot of time trying to be who you thought HP wanted. Not sure where you are now - now that you realize it wasn't going to work.
I think you need to be yourself, and not worry about it. Perhaps you are already doing that.
Yourself is a pretty wonderful person. Do you know that?
I don't mean "Yes, we are all children of God, and he made us to be successful, and happy etc, etc, etc."
I mean YOU - you - the Susan that is now. You are a pretty wonderful person. It's in the way you write, the way you work, the way you smile. You would have to be a much better actress to hide it, I don't think it could be done by anyone mortal. Of course, the immortal would not want to hide it, they being what they are.
I'm still thinking. I hope you don't mind me talking to you about my thoughts. Please feel free to point out the flaws in my reasoning as they appear to you, I just wrote the thoughts that came to me.
I know God has information you don't have. I am wondering how he will get it to you. I keep praying things will get better.
Should I keep talking? I should probably quit for today. Thanks for letting me visit, I like this thread. The story is interresting, but it's the person behind the story that keeps my interrest. I wonder if she knows that?
SS
At the risk of interfering, I am going to express my opinion that it has been quite a few years since Mom stopped trying to be what Dad wanted and started just being herself. He hasn't left yet, so she can't be too bad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> As far as what can be done now, I couldn't begin to guess.
Thanks,
There is so much I do not know. I admit again, I do not know if I can be of any use with this, but I'll give my thoughts from time to time.
When she is herself, she is pretty amazing, isn't she. Or is that the right word? I know she has bad days, but it looks like she acomplishes so much, and I bet she does it with all her heart. To me, that is amazing.
SS
BTW Neak,
You are feeling well today?
SS
Oh, I'm so pleased you asked. This is my third day in a row of feeling really good, by comparison anyway. Hopefully it lasts, but I have reached the point that in most of my other pregnancies was the worst it got. Tired, passingly queasy, and hardly dizzy. This is truly an improvement over unbelievably exhausted, nauseated morning to night, and so dizzy some of the time that I could hardly stand.
Just in time. I have been cracking the whip on the kids in a big way. I'm getting callouses on my hands, and they, well they have callouses elsewhere. I'm driving a little wagon with letters that say, "Obedience or Bust". And then I bust. And bust again.
Yes, she's incredible. (At first I spelled it incredibile by mistake, but perhaps that would in a small way express the paradox of my family, lol.) You would pick her out of any crowd immediately.
Oh, this is hilarious. DD6, the pwintheth, just brought me the health paper she wrote.
StrechinG
You STreCh bcus You are worming up yor boty.
Anybody else feel a need to worm up?
Nah,
I just got de-wormed
Maybe next time. (Poor joke, but I tried.)
You know, they are so ..... I don't know if there is a word for it - but it would be a really, really good word.
I love kids.
Glad YOU are doing well. I don't know how it feels, but I watched it happen 7 times. I tried to help, poor though it must have been.
SS
So that you don't misunderstand, I am speaking as men as the beast.
Whew, what a relief!! I thought you were talking about me
personally. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I've got to get ready for work, but will hope to be able to log on tonight, at least on my break. I think I'll postpone a real response to this until after the end of the Sad Saga, which is nearing (although there are other peripheral Sagas, in case my "fluff" [!] isn't sufficiently entertaining)...which approaching end has been making me think about what conclusions I myself have drawn both from the living, and the retelling, of my life. Much of what you said fits neatly into that corner of the puzzle, and since we're so near, I'm going to save it until the right time.
Just so you know you weren't being ignored...
t&l
I don't know how it feels, but I watched it happen 7 times. I tried to help, poor though it must have been.
You have SEVEN kids? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Holy cow, Neak. No more complaining from
you, girlfriend. And SS, if that wasn't a misprint, and you really fathered 7 children, trust me on this...you don't need to "help." You've done more than enough.
Really! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
>You've done more than enough. Really!
ROTFLMAO!!!!
O Lordy!
Both of us were from large families, we wanted children.
One day when we had 6 (and I was happy about having 6) my W turned to me (this was in church) and said "Where are the kids?"
All 6 were between us on the bench - and I counted them just to make sure. Yep, 1,2,3,4,5,6 - all there. I told her "they are right here.......... all of them."
She looked at me funny, and looked at the kids, and then she kind of shook the feeling off and wispered "I'll talk to you later."
At home she told me we had two more children yet to come. She said she saw them on the bench, but then they were gone, and she wondered where they went.
A few years later the twins were born, so now we have 8.
I watched it happen 7 times, but the last were twins, so we have 8. We love them all.
Now 5 are married, our last son leaves home in a few weeks, and the twins (girls) are 12 years old. We have three grand children.
Much of what you said fits neatly into that corner of the puzzle, and since we're so near, I'm going to save it until the right time.
Just so you know you weren't being ignored...
I don't worry about that so much, but I hate to offend, or cause bad feelings. I worry about THAT a lot. Life is hard enough without getting hurt on a forum from someone you don't even know well.
Remember, I don't count any of it as fluff..... people's feelings are important, too important to label like that.
I'll be reading right along, even if I don't have time to post regulary.
SS
A few years later the twins were born, so now we have 8.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> We now return my eyeballs to their regularly-scheduled sockets. I see Neak is online looking at a list of posts. I hope somebody's around to catch her when she keels over. We've been teasing her a LOT about having twins this time around, and she's getting really paranoid! Or, as we say around our house when you get too paranoid,
quadranoid. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's not too bad tonight, although the night is young...even if the nurse is old. Hope to be on later to fluff up my Saga. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Neak, since you're goofing off online anyway, so you can't tell me you were too busy or too sick <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />, howzabout Baby Yoda Lina and The Ears. Reminds me of when my friend and I went to Vegas for a class, and did the Star Trek Experience. We had our pictures taken and inserted into a cast photo. I was next to Spock, and looked like his cousin! Only mine were real. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I'll have to look for that and see if I can get Neak to post it at the same warp speed she has brought to everything else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak, I am glad you are doing better. It is so difficult to see someone we love having such a hard time. I was so worried when my W struggled with the twins. She wanted to give them a good start, but she fought staying down like the Doc asked her to. She, like you and your mother are "doers' and she hated it.
I have a lot of respect for what you are doing, even (as I said) though I never went through it.
What a wonderful blessing it is that our mothers were willing to endure it for us. It takes a while but someday your children will know and will thank YOU.
Anyway, I am glad you are doing better.
SS
OK! OK! My mistake! Not flufh. Not fluph. Not Fluff. Not!
I mistook something for fluff in my sleep-deprived delirium.
-A (fluffy) D
I know which thread you refer to. I'm just a lurker there and have often wondered at they way conversation seems to go on around most of the VERY profound or funny or profoundly funny posts you've made there with nary a reference to your presence. It amazes me, actually.
Since I've never been one of the "beautiful people" I've gotten used to being ignored in real life... cliques are so unenjoyable to those that aren't part of them.
I've been following your thread for a few weeks now, and I think you are one of the most amazing people I've had the privilege of meeting - either in RL or cyberspace. I wish a happily ever after for you - and I think, with the loving family that you have, you already have that, no matter what the tar baby says.
That, of course, doesn't mean I don't have any opinions about what you've revealed here (I'm just FULL of opinions - and I'm always happy to share them!), but I am trying to prevent them from gelling until we get the rest of your side of the story... I'm sure that you're just waiting with bated breath to hear what *I* have to say. Well, I have been on this forum for quite some time... some would call me one of the "old timers". That's just short for "don't have enough of a life to leave the MB Forums for good" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Can't wait now, can you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
T
Well, while we're waiting for "the rest of the story", can't we brainstorm ways for t&l to bring the clam out of his shell?
For instance, make up her face like a clown, and be peeling potatoes with her back to him as he walks into the kitchen....then, look at him as if nothing is unusual and give him a big grin.
If he goes to sleep in the recliner, give his toenails a nice coat of bright red nail polish.
Or, since she's had a hysterectomy, paint a face on her body, complete with false eyelashes on her....um, eyes, and walk into the bedroom, naked.
Any of these will get some kind of reaction! Believe me....I know! Just don't ask how I know!
Neak, since you're goofing off online anyway
Amazingly enough, as soon as I posted that she went offline and now won't answer the phone. I'd hypothesize about what she might
possibly be doing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, but I don't want to go blind. I'm at work and I
do have to drive myself home in the morning! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'm telling you, one day enough's gonna be enough and I'm gonna fire that girl and hire somebody else to do daughterly deeds. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Will be on later tonight. Thanks for the posts. Lately I haven't been ignored as much on that anonymous thread, which has been great fun for me. Maybe I should tell you guys, too, about Little Miss BombA$$ P***y, a very famous pt. in this department who had the whole words tattooed in large letters on her abd. with an arrow pointing in the right direction. Good thing I didn't have false teeth, or I'd have dropped them right on her under-buttocks pad when I pulled the cover back to do an exam! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Signed,
Pluhghee
be peeling potatoes with her back to him as he walks into the kitchen
To tell the truth, probably just seeing me in the kitchen peeling a potato would probably be more than enough to send him over the brink. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I work. That's it. No cooking, except for some
rare and special occasion. Fortunately, he knows how to cook and is perfectly capable of doing that himself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Or, as an alternative, I could cook, and he could go out and work 72 hrs./wk. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Oh,
you saw those snowflakes in "censored", too, huh? Thought I'd save the monitors the trouble, so I bleeped myself.
Pluhghee, formerly t&l (What really happened is that there was a misfire, and I accidentally struck myself with my own lightning. Now all those long hairs are standing on end.
Voila! Instant Phluhghee.)
Your talking about trying surprise seduction moves on HP reminded me of this snippet I posted on Neak's seduction thread about 3 months ago, in which I imagined his reaction if I tried to put some moves on him. Have to be careful what I say on a thread where my daughters and my DIL will read it. Wouldn't want to put them off their feed for the rest of their lives by talking about S-E-X in their preceding generation. Besides, there's nothing to talk about. If my life depended on it, I couldn't tell you how long it's been. Years, at least. And no, it wasn't my idea. Now that's
all I have to say about the subject. Girls, you may unplug your ears, uncover your eyes, and stop going "lalalalalalalalalala" now! I'm finished. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> This younger set is SO dang delicate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Besides, Neak, imagine (if you dare) me trying some of your suggestions on your father.
Sound of door opening, revealing t&l in full middle-aged splendor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> "Hey, there big guy, how'd you like to-- Yes, I mean you. The one with the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> look on your face." Saunters seductively towards the bed in an undulating movement (necessitated by the rolls of fat, you understand). "Guess what I'm gonna do to you, you big hunk of burning...Hey! Are you OK? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Why have your eyes rolled back in your head that way? Did you know that purple isn't your most flattering skin tone?
M-E-D-I-C!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Does anybody know CPR?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Thanks being sent to the Phluhgher <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
From
Phluhghee
I can post and run for fun, but serious posts take me a long time.
As good an explanation of the little puhghs of phluhgh floating around this thread as anything I could've come up with on my own! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
phlughee
This kinda reminds me of the cat the kids had that they named Milo, only it was spelled Meighlough, the Rough, the Tough, through and through. Ain't English grand?
Hey t&l, give me the formula to take the pain away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm not sure I've got a formula. I have discovered that people deal with pain in an almost-infinite variety of ways. Take my second-son-third-child, Flard, who, after the multiple miscarriages, began to insulate himself from the prospect of pain by rejecting others before they could reject him...God, his wife, etc. He admitted as much to me a few months back, although he phrased it as "not being the whole answer." Trust me, if that boy admitted to it being
any of the answer, it was a
lot of the answer. So he became an atheist, at least in part, to protect himself from a God who had allowed him to be hurt this way. Unwilling to bear the possibility of future rejection from his wife, he drove her away first. Do unto your wife before she can do unto you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Pain management via pre-emptive strike! There a lots of others like him, (and MS, for that matter) who drive away the people who are close to them and voluntarily isolate themselves geographically. Surrounded by people they manage to remain alone.
Some, like certain nameless-but-not-unheard-of individuals,in dealing with real past trauma (as opposed to imaginary future trauma) stay where they are, but withdraw from intimacy on any personal level, keeping it safely in the imagination and under control.
I already tried the lock-it-in-a-box-and-put-it-away method. Most of the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid is a direct result of the failure of THAT, where I did dumb things in trying to convince myself that I didn't hurt any more, or to distract myself (like a smashed finger would direct your attention away from your headache!), or mask the pain. I'm not recommending these methods to anybody else, mind. I'm simply acknowledging that they exist.
Through the twists and turns of the Saga, I finally came to accept that pain would always be with me. I will always be sorry, on some level, for the loss of the life I once hoped to have. And oddly enough, it gets increasingly poignant with the passage of time--less sharp, but more sad, if that makes any sense. I don't try to hide it, or to hide
from it any longer. I don't try to pretend it doesn't exist. Every day of my life, pain is there on the sidelines, trying to woo me into its lethal embrace--fluttering its eyelashes and wearing nothing but a come-hither smile while it does a seductive pole dance. Wait. Wrong metaphor. A naked girl pole dancing wouldn't lure me anywhere. What would be attractive to me? Hm-m-m-m-m-m. Let me think....... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Snug, low-riding blue jeans. A white tee shirt. Tall. Nice muscles. A dimple in its chin. Blue eyes. Nice hair (we middle-agers are very susceptible to hair!). Bare feet. Deep,intimate voice............................................Sigh-h-h-h. Huh? Oh, hi, everybody. Are you all still here? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Ahem, SO sorry about that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Where were we? Ah, yes. The allurement of pain. It can be very addictive to take long wallows in your (real, legitimate, genuine) pain. I'm not trying to minimize, diminish, or show any lack of respect for the situations of anybody who posts here. I have been overwhelmed at times by the quantity and level of pain that is expressed in this place. But I found that, for myself, as long as I held onto my
right to feel hurt, I never got better, never moved forward, never changed, never reached acceptance of the way my life turned out.
It doesn't happen overnight. God knows I tried! But every day you can choose somehow, I think, not to be consumed by your pain, your grief, your loss, your general sense that life in general (and your life in particular) is nothing but a big load of fertilizer, and nary a rose bush in sight! You can decide not to succumb to the pain's seduction, to resist the temptation to go over to it and engage in some flirtatious talk and a slow, cheek-to-cheek dance or two. And over time, it does become easier to make that daily decision, just like practicing the piano let me progress from one finger to two, to one hand to both hands, to all fingers all over the keyboard (loud!). It's not easy, and it's wonderful if you can have the help and support of other people along the way. But it can be done, and in the long run, you can survive...and even thrive, in spite of what has happened to you.
I bought a book about suicide written by the chair at Johns Hopkins Psychiatry department. She tried to commit suicide a couple of times...
Please tell me this isn't an instructional, how-to manual! That would not be helpful! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
One thing she says really got to me: the mental pain was so bad she wanted to end her life. Now I know what she means... It's the mental pain that I can't get rid of.
I understand this. I'm not going to tell you right now about the weekend I decided to kill myself (while I was still in nursing school in 1968, not last week or anything!) because there are doctors around right now who keep wanting to use the computer, and even though it's a short story I don't want to have to quit in the middle for somebody whose priorities are higher on the professional totem pole than mine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I also admit that I think, even now, maybe especially now, that being dead wouldn't be all that bad as a career option. Dying is kinda scary sometimes, but being dead is a snap. Living is what's hard!!!!!!!!!!!
t&;
This department runs almost the length of a city block. I'm at one end; the lady delivering is at the other. Boy, does she have a good set of lungs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I could swear she was sitting right here in my lap for her delivery. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Which must be over, since it just went blessedly silent around here!
Gotta go. Will return after my nap. Phluhgh van Winkle, over and out.
t&l
You know..........
This is the "comfortiest" thread around here, in spite of the title which we have no control over...and talk of suicide, among other things!
Agrrrrr...I just wish I hadn't been so busy to hang around more and chat - which by the way I enjoy the breaks from the saga, to chat!
Kind of like not wanting a very good book to end just yet - sort of a grieving process when it does.
So anyhow everyone....keep up the good work! It's fun to be here!
Don't worry about this ending. We write a new chapter every day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Sound of door opening, revealing t&l in full middle-aged splendor. "Hey, there big guy, how'd you like to-- Yes, I mean you. The one with the look on your face." Saunters seductively towards the bed in an undulating movement (necessitated by the rolls of fat, you understand). "Guess what I'm gonna do to you, you big hunk of burning...Hey! Are you OK? Why have your eyes rolled back in your head that way? Did you know that purple isn't your most flattering skin tone?
M-E-D-I-C!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Does anybody know CPR?"
Well, when I did the face-painting on my body thing, and then did the "undulated moving" thing (also necessitated by the rolls of fat), I had a similar experience, except that my H turned bright red and dang near fell off the bed laughing.
After he recovered, he managed to gasp out, "I never thought about your scars making your belly look like a face!" The scars were my smiley-face hysterectomy scar and my gall-bladder scar that stops right beside my belly button and looks sorta like a nose.
Then, the next thing he wanted to do was rip the false eyelashes off......nope, wasn't gonna happen! I retired back to the bathroom to GENTLY remove them.
'Course all this happened before he fell in love with Cafe Woman. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
You know..........
This is the "comfortiest" thread around here, in spite of the title which we have no control over...and talk of suicide, among other things!
Well, it certainly comforts
me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Glad to hear I'm not the only one. I think it's neat to have a place where you can say what's on your mind (even phluhphee thoughts!), question authority without penalty, and be amused as well.
OK, before I go to bed, I'm going to throw this question out for somebody who has a clue about computers in general and the MB board in particular. When I posted the last 2 posts, I must've done something weird, because they are so wide that the words run off the screen on either side. I can't read it without making the screen go back and forth. All the other pages are fine. It has to have something to do with the margins, but for the life of me, I can't find anyplace that gives you that choice. What did I hit to change the format, and where can I find it so I can hit it again?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Mahalo--as we Hawaiians say.
t&l, whose phluhph is a little matted and tangled at the moment!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS THREAD????????????????????????????
I've seen it happen before and I just quitreading the threads that are wide because it is so uncomfortable.
I hope someone finds a way to solve it. If not, [color:"red"] PLEASE [/color] just start a new one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I have read you answer to my questions and would like to think about it a while before telling you how much insight you have in the way people think and feel. I just came back from work but am expecting a friend over to do some other work, so I can't write for long.
BTW, The Dr. told her own experiences but not as a how to manual. She did not kill herself and I guess she is doing much better. The book discusses possible causes for suicide. It's very interesting but in the end, not much is known which could help prevent it. That in itself is an interesting conclusion.
I never considered suicide. Maybe I'm too much of a coward. But I never considered taking my life. In spite of the pain.
Have to go ...
WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS THREAD????????????????????????????
I've seen it happen before and I just quitreading the threads that are wide because it is so uncomfortable.
And here I thought I'd found a way to screw up my computer work that was unique to
me, and then you go and tell me somebody else has done it before! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Many thanks to whoever fixed it for me, unless it fixed itself while I was asleep, in which case I'm completely mystified by the whole thing, instead of merely confused by what my clicker hath wrought. Oh, mysterious benefactor, what did I do? What did you do to fix it? Who
was that masked man?
t&l
Well, Gell, I thought I knew most of the sad songs, but obviously NOT! I assume it's sadder with the music included, and was glad your post was "just" words.
I don't think MS would ever let me run into him, on the sidewalk or anywhere else. He learned his lesson when we were 20 and he came to visit that weekend on his way to Viet Nam. I borrowed a friend's VW so I could pick him up at the airport, and I barely had time to make it back to class. People think I drive fast now! We returned to the school at warp speed, and for someone who'd never seen anything but the flatlands of Wisconsin to be suddenly driving with a maniac up and around the twisting, winding roads of Napa County was a white-knuckle experience for him. How do I know? I was blinded by the glare every time I looked in the direction of his hands,that's how!
So if he saw me behind the wheel of a car, what I think is that he'd get the heck out of the way. I've sometimes thought it'd be fun to get to take him for a short drive on the roller coaster road near our house, to see if I couldn't make his remaining gray hairs just plain fall out!
t&l
I suspect there are still things that can be done to get the clam to open up
A crowbar? Bazookas? Dynamite? You'd think as long as I've been irritating that man's oyster, we'd have had a pearl by now, but no-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o. Just a really irritated shellfish! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Because the shell of the beast feels comfortable to us, we live in it, refuse to shed it. It seems natural, and friendly. Leaving it, so unnatural, so harsh.
I thought about the pain the clam must feel sometimes. I wondered that he keeps it inside.
Because it's more comfortable in there
with his pain, than it is outside without it!
I wondered if he knew of the feelings you once had for someone else, and the death wish, and everything. I wondered how that affected his mindset.
He knows that there was once someone else. If he knows what goes on in my head now, it's certainly not because I told him, that's for sure! I don't think it necessarily affected his mindset towards life, though. I don't think I should get either credit OR blame because the man who got me is generally grumpy and the man who lost (or escaped!) me is generally upbeat and happy. They are who they were going to be anyway, I think. Hope so, at any rate. How depressing it would be to think that my presence or absence in these men's lives was what made the difference for them between grimness of the "winner" and joy of the "loser". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
In a way, you are a clam too. You talk, but sometimes the talk hides the hurt that would ordinarily show on your face, or in your eyes.
Well, give credit where credit is due. I learned it from a
master!! At least
my shell opens and closes.
Yourself is a pretty wonderful person.
Thank you. Maybe that's just because it's easier to seem wonderful from a distance, but it's nice of you to say so anyway. I was going to put this in the lessons from the Saga, but it fits here, so why not? It is my hope, my belief, my no-longer-secret fantasy ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) that if he really knew me--and I mean face-to-face, on a regular, daily basis--that MS would
like me, that he would find me to be an admirable person for never giving up but for always being in there "pitching", that there would be in the formerly-pampered girl of yesterday an independent and self-reliant woman today who was attractive to him from the inside out. I have no doubt that the reason for this hope is because HP
doesn't find these attributes attractive at all, in spite of the fact that he disapproved of the pampered young girl, too! They are the things about me that I most rejoice in developing, things I admire in others in others as well. And there's no denying that it
pinches my tender parts to have what I consider to be my very best, rejected as the very worst. No wallowing, however, is allowed! It is not only counterproductive, but very, very messy.
I hope you'll all forgive me for saying this, because boastful people are a pain in the patootie, but I think I was a very pretty girl when I was young. On my brazen days, sometimes I'm brave enough to think I once was beautiful. But, see, that was only the cover. The story itself was ugly, and dark, and hatefully angry. Now the cover is frayed and even sparse in spots. Its color is fading, and there's a lot of damage from rough handling. What would be the coverly equivalent of wrinkles? Can't extrapolate, but whatever they are, I've got 'em! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But the story within has changed, and the tale contained between the covers of my book is no longer what it started out to be. That's a good thing, IMHO, and on days when I'm having a spectacularly-difficult time resigning myself to getting old without ever really getting to enjoy being young, I remind myself of it, too!
t&l
You would pick her out of any crowd immediately.
What, by the little sign saying, "OtherSusan the Stupid" that I have tattooed on my forehead? Don't believe her. I'm like Zaccheus in the crowd--unless there's a sycamore tree handy, nobody will ever see me!
t&l
I know which thread you refer to. I'm just a lurker there and have often wondered at they way conversation seems to go on around most of the VERY profound or funny or profoundly funny posts you've made there with nary a reference to your presence. It amazes me, actually.
Actually, you folks are the ones who amaze me!! I must be the most clueless person on the face of the planet, I swear, because if I hadn't been the one being ignored I'm not sure I would ever have noticed somebody else's invisibility in these circumstances. Really, this thread is a source of never-ending surprise to me. Not in a bad way. Just a fascinating revelation...
Since I've never been one of the "beautiful people" I've gotten used to being ignored in real life... cliques are so unenjoyable to those that aren't part of them.
Don't I know it? I think that's one reason that I go out of my way to involve in stuff those people who ordinarily hang back, and just watch. Been there. Done that. Didn't like it, either! It just doesn't seem to work on the Great Clam.
That, of course, doesn't mean I don't have any opinions about what you've revealed here (I'm just FULL of opinions - and I'm always happy to share them!), but I am trying to prevent them from gelling until we get the rest of your side of the story...
Actually, I
am curious about what you (and others) have to say, as long as your brick bats are made of foam rubber instead of genuine bricks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> But since I am congenitally incapable of ignoring a post, you're wise to hold off till I'm done, since I believe it may
possibly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> have been noted and commented upon that it's taking quite awhile to get to the end of the Saga.
t&l
At last, here is the long-awaited proof of
Baby Yodalina !
At first, Grandma tried the
Bonnet Concealment Method.
Finally, her flowing tresses grew long enough for the
Hair Concealment Method.
Now, as you can see in this picture of
T&L with Tina the Cow, she has largely grown into her ears. That is, very well for a short person.
Quick, before anybody can ask me a question....a Saga snippet!
On my way to Chattanooga, I found what was for me the perfect restaurant. It was somewhere in TN, and it had a Taco Bell and a Baskin-Robbins under the same roof!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Entree, and dessert, side by side. Mmm-hmm. Although I have to confess that hearing my order for Mexican food taken in a deep Southern accent was amusingly odd! And oddly amusing.
I spent maybe a week there. Not sure exactly. Blame that old unreliable memory, which, let me warn you, is going to prevent me from giving detailed recitals of conversations, as well! I very much wanted to look at MS, as I said, although I just as much didn't want to have him looking at me. Female surgery doesn't exactly improve one's looks meaningfully for enhancing the average social setting, after all! So I concocted a plan with my cousin wherein I would hang out in a nearby book store, and Unrecognizable She would go to the post office, see if he was there, and where, and then I could waft invisibly by, take a quick peek, and we'd keep on going. Great in the planning. Lousy in execution.
I didn't pay any attention to what she was wearing, and as far as I know she didn't wear it on purpose, but she had on a shirt with a picture of her and her sisters when they were children...and imprinted above it in large, bold letters, the words, "The *** Sisters." Which maiden name we shared, our fathers being brothers, after all. As if that was insufficiently provocative, when she didn't immediately see him at the desk, she decided to get in line to buy some stamps, and see if he came back up front. Meanwhile, I'm over at the book store, browsing, and wondering how on earth a simple scouting expedition could possibly be taking so long. And I didn't dare go hunt her down, either. Browsebrowsebrowse <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />browsebrowsebrowse.
Finally, I see her coming through the door of the book store, a big cheesy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> on her face, and I go to myself, "<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />!" (You know, you just can't get good help these days!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> She was very pleased with herself, and said, "He said to come over to the P.O. and say, 'Hi.'" Turns out that what she'd done was manage to get to the counter just in time to buy the stamps from him directly, where he, of course, saw the name on her shirt. Do you know I just realized where he'd have had to be looking, in order to see what was on her shirt?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> We don't actually look alike. She's petite, not just short, for one thing. But we've got the same dark hair and eyes, and there WAS that name emblazoned across her chest. How bright does a guy have to be to notice? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So he commented about it. "*** girls, huh?" I can't remember if he asked if she knew me, or if she offered up my identity and relation to her to him like a sacrificial lamb. I'll have to ask her sometime. She has a good memory and won't have forgotten. Whoever mentioned me first is irrelevant. The little fink not only told him that yes, indeedy, she was my very own cousin, but she volunteered the information that my personal body, far from being in California as he thought, was this very instant located in the store across the parking lot! She was inordinately pleased with herself. I felt like somebody had just jerked the rug out from under me.
But once he knew I was there, my pride refused to let me hide out in blushing confusion, so I followed her over to the Post Office. For quite awhile, we visited with him across the counter while he serviced customers. OK, that sounds a bit risque. While he sold them stamps and weighed their packages. Sigh. That's not that great, either, is it? Let's try this. We talked while he worked, OK? It was an eye-opening revelation to me to see him in this setting. The clammish, shy young man I had known was a gregarious, charming, humorous adult who chatted easily with everybody who came to the counter for help. He laughed. They laughed. We laughed. Happyhappyhappy all over the place. And no, we did NOT discuss the nature of my surgery, only that I was off on post-operative leave and taking a trip. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Eventually, he took a break and we moved the conversation outside. The fact that I can't remember exactly what we talked about makes it ever so much easier not to allow my imagination to return to these scenes for repeated, prolonged wallowing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Thank you, Lord, for short-term memory loss!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was maybe an hour before closing, so I asked him if he wanted to go out with us when he got off work and grab a bite of supper. He said, no, he couldn't; that he had other things to do that night that he couldn't get out of. I just figured he was brushing us off, which, while it didn't feel good nor cover me with warm fuzzies, didn't feel bad, either. I'd just popped in on him, after all, and had already done FAR more than I ever intended when I hit town in the first place.
Oops! Campfire went out. Storytime's over. I've got to quit and get over to Neak's house, plus wash dishes at my own before sundown, and several other things which elude me at the moment...and it's 4:45 PM already. To my friends--may I call you friends, even though if we accidentally bumped into each other somewhere we could tread on each others' toes without ever realizing just who we were trampling?--thank you for making this journey with me. I would never have reviewed my life this way if SS hadn't asked the question that started the Saga rolling in the first place. But it's been good for me to do this, in ways I didn't anticipate, and I find that I'm glad for the journey.
I guess saying thank you like that, sounds like I'm at the end. Sorry, didn't mean for it to--there's not a lot left, but there's a bit more to come. I'm just feeling sentimental today. Must be the fatigue! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ear ye, ear ye..........Well, Neak, we've been busy with our scanner today, haven't we? Tina the cow is actually Neaksis the cow (so much for HER anonymity!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />). This picture was taken maybe a week or so after I was in Chattanooga, when I got to the farm to visit the cousins from my mom's side of the family. Neaksis the cow was named after my daughter when she was just a calf, and I had my picture taken with her so we could show Neaksis how her namesake had grown. That was poorly stated. Actually, my daughter was never a calf, just to clear up any confusion the previous sentence might have caused. Although sometimes she gets in a bad mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-d. Don't we all? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now that I don't have to harangue you (about scanning and posting my pictures) when I get to your house, Neak, do you have any alternate plans for entertainment? Any food?
t&l
Are you kidding? Neak was moaning on I'ville this am that she was PG and didn't have much for b-fast. That, to me, indicated she was hunting and gathering this afternoon.
I hope she has p-nut m&m's, myself.
(sigh)
- Kimmy
Are you kidding? Neak was moaning on I'ville this am that she was PG and didn't have much for b-fast. That, to me, indicated she was hunting and gathering this afternoon.
Actually, I went to the Wal-Mart superstore this morning to hunt, gather, and drag home almost $400 of groceries for the 3 households, but primarily hers. So I KNOW she's got food this afternoon!! And I don't cook... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Would you come shop for me? Specially at walmart...they have a sparkly AC/DC t shirt I want.
(giggle)
You, Neak & Neaksis make me miss my familia.
Would you come shop for me? Specially at walmart...they have a sparkly AC/DC t shirt I want.
(giggle)
You, Neak & Neaksis make me miss my familia.
Donde esta su familia? Yo like Wal-Mart. Es mi favorito. Yo no like shopping! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> That's why I like to go someplace where I can do it all at once. I like to shop from catalogs, and off the computer...in my pj's, slouching around the house. I know I said once on this thread you should never say never, BUT..........here's something you'll NEVER hear me say: "Let's go cruise the mall and just look around!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yo no hablo mucho Espanol. Tiene usted mucho dolor? A que hora la bolsa de las aguas se rompe? Quiere la medicina para dolor? Donde esta su dolor? Empuje con mas fuerte. Mas. Mas. Mas.Largo. Mas. Muy bien, senora. El bebe es aqui! OK, all you ladies can stop pushing now. And I have no good drugs at the moment, even if your water bag is broken, and you hurt like crazy.
t&l
They just closed down one wal mart and opened a super one. Trouble is, they should have kept the other one open, too. On the weeknights and weekends the new one is so packed you CAN'T find a parking space. I find myself driving another 10 min. to a different super walmart to shop.
I'm not a shopper, too. I love bargins, but I hate the actual act of hunting and gathering. First husband also conditioned me to be chronically tight fisted...specially when it comes to buying something for me. Hence the me adoring the AC/DC t shirt from afar, rather than spending the $9.94 on it.
Habla espanol. Taco, burrito, enchiladas verdes, carne guisada, frijolis, lengua, tortilla, ensalada, tortas...and a whole bunch of words I learn as Wookie drove through traffic, but cannot be written out loud (giggle).
- Kimmy
Is that what I think it is? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Are you by any chance going over to Idiotville tonight to have potluck with Believer? All you need is somebody to bring some tripe, and you'd pretty much have the whole cow! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm off to bed so I can get up early. That rotten Neaksis is the daughter who's going to be fired, now that I'm keeping Neak after she posted my pictures. All week she was supposed to tell me what she wanted for children's church tomorrow, so I could plan a talk that appeals to ages 2-70 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />. I've been busy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> and wasn't thinking about it myself, until around 7PM tonight, when the subject came up. "So, Mom, what are you talking about tomorrow?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I don't know. Can you really make a sermon out of strangling your daughter? I WAS looking for a good, attention-getting illustration. It would certainly be visual, but I'm not sure what ennobling spiritual application I could present from it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> However, I have a plan for a talk. It involves the old saying, "Seeing is believing," or is it?
So if I go to sleep right now (
not a problem, let me tell you) I'll get up early and organize my random thoughts into some (hopefully) coherent order, and wing it. However, I have to say that even for me this is a bit more extemporaneous than I'm used to!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Thank you, Neaksis, my former favorite youngest daughter.
t&l
Thanks for the little meaty snack of saga.
... and the flufh is hilarious!
-AD
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I'll try to log on later and plow another furrow in the Saga, even though it appears that everyone is out having a real life this weekend instead of sunbathing with me around the Pool of Introspection. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Congratulations <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
We got married because I had a scholarship and was going abroad for a year. 2 months after the wedding I was pregnant. At 8 weeks I went to have an ultrasound "just to make sure it wasn't 2 babies" so I could go on the scholarship. Well the moment the doctor placed the thing on me he said:" there are two. let me check if there are any more!"
Thank God there weren't, I went anyway, and the twins were born abroad!
and the only reason I'm awake at this hour is that the twins left a few minutes ago and woke me up with their comings and goings and dd3 isn't backyet and I haven't heard from her since the afternoon. she doesn't answer her phone. So now I can't sleep.
If it weren't for these unfortunate circumstances I would have read your post TOMORROW
t&l, First, let me explain that I have several children, so given interruptions, it might take me five hours to read "The Little Engine That Could" these days.
Hopefully if you were reading
The Little Engine That Could," they'd all be reading with you, and you wouldn't have as many interruptions! It's only when you're trying to do something grownup for
yourself that you become irresistibly attractive to small children!
t&l
If it weren't for these unfortunate circumstances I would have read your post TOMORROW
I don't know why mothers think they're going to get more rest once the baby starts sleeping through the night! Probably when we're 80, and our 60-year olds are out late and away from the phone, we're going to lie awake worrying about
them, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Mothers are mothers. What can I say? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
at 3 am she finally called she's on her way, now I can go to sleep worrying about the other 2!
at 3 am she finally called she's on her way, now I can go to sleep worrying about the other 2!
If it's 3AM now, where are you anyway? The middle of the Atlantic? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Go to sleep. I'll stay awake and worry for you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to be up all night anyway.
t&l
Awhile back I mentioned that HP almost never changes his mind, but if he does he'll admit it, remember? I also said that one of the things he has said is that I've never changed and I'm just the same person I've always been. Well, I may have to rethink my belief in his implacability just a little bit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Here's why.
On Friday, shortly after noon, Neaksis was driving my van when it up and died on her alongside the road. By the time I found out about it, it was late in the day, and it took almost 2 hrs. to find out that Farmers couldn't find a tow truck to come and drag it to the shop to sit for the weekend. So just before dark HP and I ended up going over to the other side of the lake to tow it ourselves. I didn't want to help with this. Towing makes me nervous. I guess I'm going to have to quit making jokes about my polished brass testicles, because when I suggested repeatedly that his helper should really be another being with valuable male body parts, he insisted that I was enough! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
When we got to the van, we discovered it was pointed in the opposite direction from where it needed to go, and at a place in the road where turning around would be difficult. I suggested that we tow it backwards several hundred yards to the highway, and once we went around the corner onto the road, the van would be pointed in the right direction and we could tow it from the front. He rejected my suggestion because he wanted us to push it back to the highway instead, since there was a slight downhill slope. So I pushed from the front and he pushed at the driver's door and steered...just crooked enough so that within 6 feet the inside front wheel had dipped down off the shoulder and we could no longer move it because now we had to push UP! At which point he had another idea. We could tow it backwards to the highway and around the corner so it was pointed in the direction it needed to go, and then tow it from the front. What a great idea! I wish I'd thought of that?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> So we did, and it worked just great, too. Men's ideas always do, you know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Here's my point. I was the puller and he was the pullee. Each time I backed the truck up, he was busy attaching the towing strap either to the van hitch (to go backwards), and to the something-or-other in the front. Both times, as the truck came towards him, he was bent over between the two vehicles, giving his full attention to the task at hand, and not paying any attention at all to me backing towards him. Given our history, don't you think if he really believed I hadn't changed at all, he'd have at least kept one eye peeking over his shoulder at me to make sure I wasn't going to "mistake" the accelerator for the brake, and squish him like a bug? "But, officer, I don't know what went wrong. I was just trying to stop and then he went sploosh." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Yesterday at the church potluck, he put his arm around Neak and gave her a hug. Spontaneously. I don't know what she thought, or if she even noticed, but I was so shocked I had to take a sedative when I got home. All sarcasm aside, I guess my point is this. He is making changes. Small, incremental ones, but changes nevertheless. Like everything else he does, they need to be his own ideas, and at his own pace, but if we leave him alone and let the Holy Spirit work, who's to tell what changes may eventually occur? I sure don't know, but what lovely possibilities come to mind. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
OK, one quick snippet before my break is over. That afternoon outside the P.O., my cousin gave MS her phone #. I don't remember if he promised to call, or implied it. I don't think she gave the number without some interest first being expressed. But he took the #, and we parted with determined good cheer all around. During the time I was there, she and I did some things together, but while she was working I explored the area, generally goofed off, and avoided his work location with dedicated sincerity. One evening while I was at "home," he called and we talked for at least an hr.about this, that, and t'other. The only thing that stands out in my mind about that conversation is when we were saying good-bye and I said, "Well, MS, when Jesus comes I'll see you on the cloud." And he replied that he certainly hoped to be there, and when he got there, he'd come and find me.
The day I was supposed to leave, my cousin's husband was supposed to take me to the airport to pick up a rental at around 1000 so I could get to Chicago by that night. He called once and said he was delayed, but would be there soon. Before he could leave, he was delayed a second time, so I ended up being at the house at least a couple of hrs. longer than I'd planned. When the phone rang again, I thought it was Jerry telling me when to expect him, but was shocked to find MS on the other end instead. He wanted to know if I could meet him after work and have dinner with him before I left. I kinda hated to stay any longer, since I was supposed to be at another cousin's house before bedtime, and so I thoroughly reviewed the pros of seeing him once more against the cons of delayed travel. Thoroughly, I tell you. It took several whole seconds for me to decide, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So I went and picked up my car, then killed a couple more hours in the library, and met him when the post office closed for the day.
We went to a little restaurant (in separate cars), and had supper and just visited. I was surprised to find out how much alike we were, in our tastes in food, politics, and general attitudes towards life. I remember nothing in the way of details of this conversation. Only that it was pleasant, relaxed, and very comfortable. When we finished eating we chatted for a few more minutes in the parking lot and then said our farewells. As far as I knew this was the last time I'd see him, and when he put his arms around me and said goodbye, I gave him a hug in return, then got in my car and drove away.
At the Andy Williams/Glenn Campbell concert I'd bought a CD that has the song whose words I want to use at the end of the saga. I'd never heard it before then, and listened to it a lot as I drove all night trying to get to my cousin's house by morning. It was a very long night, and I hit a FEARSOME storm in Kentucky that was just like driving under a waterfall.
I cried, of course, but in a different way this time around. For the first time since I'd known him, I was able to see him as a complete person, not just a romantic ideal. I'd watched him, even if it was briefly, in his own setting, functioning in the life he had chosen and created for himself. He wasn't some figure from the past, viewed through a lens of my aching longing. He was a grownup man who enjoyed what he was doing, and had made a full and involved life for himself the way he wanted to do. If he had regrets about some of his choices, he hadn't been consumed or destroyed by them...unlike some people we could mention. In spite of all the critical predictions to the contrary (from when he was young), he'd brought himself up to be someone of substance and solid worth. I was so incredibly proud of him for beating the odds, and winning with a deck that had been very much stacked against him. I admit freely that I obviously didn't learn everything about him, and that he no doubt has, as do we all, his own hangups and difficulties that are not observable in a casual social setting...but in general, he was just a very nice man, and I was proud to have him for a friend.
And when I got to Chicago I showed how much better I was taking things this time around by waking up from my little nap with a violent headache, then vomiting everything up but the very tips of my toenails! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> The mouth says one thing, the stomach another. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I see the fire has sputtered out again. Really, if you guys want to have longer stories, you need to bring more sticks!
t&l
nice story.
As you can imagine, I'm not in a very good mood today. I HATE being woken up at night!
But I'm listening, and I can tell we're getting close to the end.
As you can imagine, I'm not in a very good mood today. I HATE being woken up at night!
You have my deepest sympathy. I'm a night shift worker. Awaken me at your own peril! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Yes, we're almost done. At least with that segment of the Saga. What are we going to do once I quit being amusing? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
BTW, I'm way down in south america
T&L,
Thanks for the serving of beef.
I'm thinking here now, thoughtfully about it all. I do have opinions, but they are unripe.
And as for what we are going to do,
1) I suggest a good ol' fashioned flufh-phest.
2) You are a great comic. You can tell us some more L&D tales and whatever else comes to mind.
3) You can continue to use this thread as your family message-board.
4) ...
-AD
T&L,
The first of my opinions that have come into focus is this:
In judging your husband (yes, the one you call HP), start from zero, rather than 100. If you start at 100, and then assign him demerits, you will never be satisified with him, even if his score ended up at 91 because you are counting the negatives. If you start with zero, and count all his merits, you would appreciate him, even if his score is 9.
Starting with your partly imagined partly real vision of TSYTWY (The Soldier You Thought Was Yours) and then giving HP demerits on every point in which you percieve that he falls short of TSYTWY, is an especially unproductive strategy. Even doing the same thing in comparison with, say, your father, brother, or favorite uncle would be unproductive.
So, my first thought again :
Start your score with zero, and count the positives only.
BTW, I saw you doing that today.
-AD
BTW, I'm way down in south america
Did you move down there on your scholarship, and just never come back? Dunno why, since this
is the internet, after all, but it never occurred to me that you were that far away!
Youths stay out past their curfew in foreign countries? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I thought it was an US phenomenon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You mean people are the same in other places, too? Hope your mood has improved over the course of the day. Although, since it's after 11PM wherever you are maybe you got lucky and are asleep already! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And as for what we are going to do,
1) I suggest a good ol' fashioned flufh-phest.
2) You are a great comic. You can tell us some more L&D tales and whatever else comes to mind.
3) You can continue to use this thread as your family message-board.
4) ...
The nice thing about L&D stories is that there's a never-ending supply of them, some of which might be have to be censored. Do the board monitors want to hear about the lady who had her climactic-female-body-part pierced? Twice?
Also, when I complete the Saga, there are some conclusions I think need to be drawn, so that it's not just a stupid story, told as an exercise in futility and an excursion into irrelevance. Stick-poking and bleeding as entertainment. Whee. I have learned to be an intensely-practical person. When I speak at church, I never go off on some theoretical tangent. It's
always about some facet of life that matters to people in their day-to-day experience, some struggle, question, or difficulty that is common to us all. Why talk about it otherwise? So conclusions will be in order. To be hashed over, disagreed with, expanded...whatever. Interspersed, of course, with adequate dilutions of phluhgh from your friend, Phluhghee.
I got called off tonight at the last minute. Sort of annoying after I slept all day, but I didn't really want to work there tonight anyway, so there. I came over to Neak's house, thinking I'd go online and post while I supervised the kids doing their schoolwork. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Funny joke. Haha. Getting all 4 delinquents to work on their stuff at the same time is like trying to push spaghetti uphill. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Starting with your partly imagined partly real vision of TSYTWY (The Soldier You Though Was Yours) and then giving HP demerits on every point in which you percieve that he falls short of TSYTWY, is an especially unproductive strategy. Even doing the same thing in comparison with, say, your father, brother, or favorite uncle would be unproductive.
OK, let me clarify a couple of things. First, I don't feel that ordinarily I
do focus on HP's "negatives." I realize that in telling the Saga, certain negatives from both of us (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) were included to explain what had happened and why. That was then. We really haven't delved much into the now, simply because we weren't there yet. I have already expressed, though, even if was briefly and in passing, that I generally try to choose not to get bogged down in his personal quicksand, but to enjoy what I can with him and stay out of the rest.
Let me give an example. Delicate, easily-offended people may skip to the next anecdote. Flard was supposed to repair a section of my roof--in July. He did part of it, but had too much fun being in CA to complete it, so returned to AZ without finishing it, andwith the understanding that Neakbro would complete it.Neakbro got some additional stuff done, but managed to delay enough of it that school started at the end of August and he couldn't "help" any longer. OK, now Neak's husband and Chardandbroiled (who is living at our house for free while he "gets back on his feet") were supposed to finish it. It is now mid-September. The roof is still not completed. C&B manages to be busy every time there is work to do. Neak's husband has trouble working it into his schedule, but struggles with it incrementally...and winter (and RAIN) is steadily approaching. DO YOU KNOW HOW FRUSTRATING THIS IS TO ME?!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm already working as much as I can, after all, and not for myself either. And I don't know how to roof!
Neak talked about doing it with Neaksis, but she gets pregnancy-related dizziness even on solid ground, and there's NO way she's going up on that roof. During all this time, HP has managed to keep up a fairly-steady stream of complaints about the roof and how long it's taking and didn't we know it's going to rain soon? Etc., etc., etc. But get up on the roof himself? Surely you jest! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Now to be fair, he's almost 60 years old and fat, but if it were something he
wanted to do, he wouldn't let a little thing like age or pudge stop him for a minute. Still, this habit of his of constantly criticizing everyone for what he won't do himself is a source of great irritation to me, and something I struggle to overcome almost daily, so hearing about the roof from Mr. Indifference is a real burr under my mental saddle.
After years of consistent practice, I have developed the ability, habit, attitude, or SOMETHING, not to brood about irritating things as long as they're not actively irritating me at that very moment. However, I'm not immune to being annoyed when somebody's immediately annoying in my personal vicinty. Most of the time I try to let his digs pass without comment, but not always. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Today was one of those days. Neak's hubby and Neaksis came over in the afternoon to work on the roof. After they arrive, HP comes into MY room, where I'm happily goofing off on the computer before leaving for work, and starts complaining about the slow progress being made. And this, after he made them take a bunch off because it didn't meet his high specifications! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> When he was done whining, I told him, "You know, this is JUST like you. You never do anything to help, but you always manage to criticize other people's work, and to complain about what they're doing wrong
after they've done it." I returned to the computer in dignified and offended silence and he went away without comment.
After that, I didn't see him for another hour or so. By the time he reappeared I was getting ready to come to Neak's house for the evening, having been booted out of my job for tonight. I walked out of the room to see him standing there in the middle of the room, with his lips puckered up to be kissed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Now, I'm sure you are all elegant and refined people who would never dream of the impropriety and coarseness about to be discussed. That would be you. I'm me. Due to my age, excessive childbearing, and generally ineffective musculature, I have been known (on occasion!) to have some grave difficulties in controlling , um, ah, noxious emissions. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I can see you all getting ready to gasp in horror. Don't do it. That would be a bad idea. Really. So as I approached those puckered lips, I was accompanied by a low, rumbling sound vaguely-reminiscent of an outboard motor with a fuel injection problem. As I passed him, I gave him the kiss he obviously expected...at which point he asked me, "So...which end am I supposed to believe?" (Did I EVER say he didn't have a sense of humor!) My answer? "It's your choice!" So we both laughed, hahahaha, and I went on about my way.
For the most part, I think I
am nice to him. Yes, I spoke a couple of snarky sentences today in a frustrated moment, but I didn't pursue an argument, and when he came back later (without an apology, by the way, or a thanks for the effort being made by many people to get a roof over his ungrateful head) and wanted to be "friends" I dropped it immediately and went forward. I think it may be beyond my capacity to be more accomodating than that! As it is, I get a mental hernia some days just from the sheer effort of being. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Well, it looks like one is all we're getting to tonight. Guess I won't be trying to post during homework sessions again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> It's a night off and I'm going to bed. See y'all later.
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Im trying as fast as i can - im out of shape and quality takes time you know.i will get it done so there's no more complaining <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Im trying as fast as i can - im out of shape and quality takes time you know.i will get it done so there's no more complaining <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I wasn't complaining at YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't worry, I just spent the last 20 minutes hearing about his dissatisfactions with the progress (or lack thereof) being made by C&B, and how the condition of the house prevents him from inviting people over because he's ashamed of its condition. Hello-o-o-o-o-o-o-o? Who is it that refuses to work on it?
Sometimes I just feel like giving up. I'd move into a cave and become a (*&*&%*&^*(&*() hermit, but there's no money in it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm taking my sad and sorry butt off to bed for a bit of welcome oblivion. All my problems will still be lined up at the door tomorrow, clamoring for attention.
Thank you, my dear, for all your efforts on the roof. I want you to know that I really appreciate what you've done, as well as the effort you have put, and are putting, into restoring your marriage to Neak. OK, perhaps there was a little TOO much effort that one night, but if it's a girl, I'll even forgive you that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi AJ,
You're the H of Neak, right?
I never did roofing either. I think my roof still leaks, too. I try not to look.
-AD
I never did roofing either. I think my roof still leaks, too. I try not to look.
-AD
Ah, yes, the manly art of home maintenance. Apparently the same on the West Coast as it is in the South! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi AD,
Yes i am
i have done some roof jobs when i was a teenager and could flex like a rubber band, at the age of 33 and out of shape. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Mom
isn't it past your bed time????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mom
isn't it past your bed time????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
No response. Sounds of snoring next to the darkened computer monitor screen.
Oh, leaky roof stories! At this moment, we have waterstains in our den ceiling, with the popcorn ceiling jumk falling off. There's no point in repainting or re-popcorning it, though, until the leak is fixed.
The reason our roof leaks is because we added on to our house on the end where the chimney is. The leak is where the roof adjoins the chimney. When it rains really hard, you can see the water dripping down the brick of the fireplace on the den side.
H has tarred and fiddled with it for years, to no avail. It still leaks.
We put a metal roof on our house a couple of years ago. Since we have converted our former wood-burning fireplace to gas logs that don't have to be vented, I suggested that we knock the chimney off to below the roof line and just install the new roof over it, thus ending the leaks.
For some reason, that wasn't a good idea...maybe because it was my idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Hi, A.J., I think it's really cool that you're willing to take up the slack for HP and everybody else who was supposed to have already fixed the danged roof. The next time HP fusses about the roofing job, would it be a terrible faux pas to say something like, "Well, it may not be quite the quality of work you expect, but you can't beat the price of labor." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
You know, t&l, I think HP must have been a little ashamed of his complaining after you told him off...and he wanted to be sure of getting back into your good graces. The guy loves ya'.
Oh, and on the --er, emissions...it's really embarassing when you can't stop, not just one, but several at a peak moment of romantic interaction. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Oh, leaky roof stories! At this moment, we have waterstains in our den ceiling, with the popcorn ceiling jumk falling off. There's no point in repainting or re-popcorning it, though, until the leak is fixed.
Don't tell AJ and Neak. They think I've gone to bed. This is ridiculous! I slept ALL DAY, with the idea of being up all night!! I'll go to bed as just soon as the Flexeril kicks in. If I go too early, I'll just lay awake a brood. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I've got stains like that in the dining room, with some of the stuff actually coming loose now because of the rain which occurred in JULY right after Flard tore the roof off to start repairs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
For some reason, that wasn't a good idea...maybe because it was my idea.
Does he make you help him
tow stuff, too? Still, it was worth a LOT to me to have have to "re-discover" my original suggestion after what he wanted to do
didn't work! I NEVER said I was a nice person, only that I no longer telegraph and publicize my not-niceness and my oh-so pleasurable gloating!
You know, t&l, I think HP must have been a little ashamed of his complaining after you told him off...and he wanted to be sure of getting back into your good graces. The guy loves ya
If he were really "ashamed" of his complaining he wouldn't have come and spent another 20 minutes
after he'd already been in bed, to complain about a raft of other things, like not being able to have company. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I told that to Neak, and she just laughed. Social butterfly this man is not! As far as loving me, I said long ago in the Saga that I think he loves me as much as he can, in the best way he can, but his emotional crippled-ness keeps him from really relating to me in a meaningful and welcome way (from my point of view).
Oh, and on the --er, emissions...it's really embarassing when you can't stop, not just one, but several at a peak moment of romantic interaction. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The Sounds of Love. They don't just happen. You have to MAKE them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Actually, I think I'd rather "emit" there than accidentally at work when I bend over to pick something up (which I do very carefully, I assure you) off the floor of a pt.'s room...although it wasn't so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> when I worked in the nursing home. I mean, who was going to suspect the NURSE? I'd tell you the story about my mom, her mom, and GassyLassie, but the Flexeril is working at last. Maybe tomorrow.
t&l
Does he make you help him tow stuff, too?
Oh, yes! And, during the whole process of helping him do anything, I have to hear about how I'm not doing it right...after all, I'm supposed to be psychic, doncha know?
Actually, we have a lil' Ranger pickup that sat at this guy's father-in-law's house for a couple of months, waiting for the guy to fix it. A few weeks ago, H decided that he was tired of waiting, so I had to go with him to tow it back to the shop. Yeah, I was to be the tow-er, and he was to be the tow-ee.
The truck was parked alongside the guy's FiL's driveway, which was up a hill and facing away from the street. There was no way to turn it around, so I did tow it backward until we got to the point where he could coast in reverse out into the street and then rehook onto my truck to be pulled forward. For once, I did it right and didn't get fussed at. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was saved from towing it all along that narrow road and all through town by the guy's FiL volunteering to do the towing. So, the guy's FIL was the one who got fussed at for going too slow. Better him than me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
If he were really "ashamed" of his complaining he wouldn't have come and spent another 20 minutes after he'd already been in bed, to complain about a raft of other things, like not being able to have company. I told that to Neak, and she just laughed. Social butterfly this man is not! As far as loving me, I said long ago in the Saga that I think he loves me as much as he can, in the best way he can, but his emotional crippled-ness keeps him from really relating to me in a meaningful and welcome way (from my point of view).
Y'know, I think that HP and Lord Clueless must be an awful lot alike. They're both complainers. Maybe he doesn't realize that he's complaining until you get after him about it.
One difference I can see, though, is that Lord Clueless apparently was the one who married me while carrying a torch for someone else. I found this out last fall, when I heard him tell a friend that he had a relationship that ended when she got killed in a car accident. I instantly knew who he was talking about. Only problem was that she got killed 3 months to the day after our wedding. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Of course, NOW he claims there was never anything other than just a really close friendship. Yeah, she was such a close friend that I never met her in the 10 months H and I were together before she died. She was such a close friend that she made a point of attending our wedding...NOT!
Oh, I don't think he cheated with her after we were married, but he did keep her picture in his sock drawer all these years until I, in a real snit last summer, threw it away without saying a word to H about it. After he blabbed about their "relationship", I said, "So THAT's why you kept her picture in your sock drawer all these years!" When he said, "Well, it's not there now!", that just confirmed to me that he had looked for it, as it was always kept pushed to the back of the drawer under something else. IMO, he should have forgotten it was there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> The correct response from him would have been, "You mean that old picture of her is still in there? Well, baby, throw it away!"
Given that the one night stand gal is dead, along with the torch gal, I keep waiting to hear that Cafe Woman has keeled over. Uh-oh!! I hope that H's track record of dead lovers is not going to include me...at least, not anytime soon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
T&L
I AM southamerican. The scholarship was to Canada. After 9 months there I came back and have lived here since then.
And no, teenagers don't even have curfew here. They normally go out between 11 pm and 1 am and come home at 5, 6 or later in the morning. I hate that.
When they started going out a couple of years ago, I would barely sleep waiting for them to come home. Every monday I would have these huge bags under my eyes!
Lately I have been able to not worry and sleep, but this weekend was different because dd3 had called at 6 pm to say she would be back early because the concert she was going to had been canceled. At 11 pm I started calling her... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
have to go to work.
Y'know, I think that HP and Lord Clueless must be an awful lot alike. They're both complainers. Maybe he doesn't realize that he's complaining until you get after him about it.
Of course he knows what he's doing. It's all in the labeling. If you call it "bonding", "spending quality time", "instructing", "bringing some light on the subject", "helping", "advising", "picking up the pieces", or whatever, then no matter how it looks, walks, or quacks, it is NOT a duck! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Repeat after me. Notaducknotaducknotaducknotaduck. There. It is NOT a duck.
It's a duck. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Given that the one night stand gal is dead, along with the torch gal, I keep waiting to hear that Cafe Woman has keeled over. Uh-oh!! I hope that H's track record of dead lovers is not going to include me...at least, not anytime soon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
2 out of 3. Not a very good track record, is it? They were not wearing the protective cape of marriage, however, so we're going to take the position that you yourself are perfectly safe. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Our hubbies do sound a lot alike, though, especially in the insistence that once they're done talking about something there isn't any more to say (especially from
us) and the subject should be dropped for good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I AM southamerican. The scholarship was to Canada. After 9 months there I came back and have lived here since then.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Oops. This reminds me of the time the girls and I, my folks, and the 2 of Neak's kids that were born then, went to Prince Edward Island. When we crossed the Canadian border, the guard asked us where we were from. Surprised, I replied, "We're from
America, of course," only to be reminded by my daughters once we got across the line that Canadians are Americans, too, and hate it when USers act like we're all there is to the continent. Maybe THAT's why they made us unload everything out of the van, and searched it from one end to the other! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Note to all residents of the 50 states,
we are not all there is.
South America, as well as Canada, are essential parts of the 2 American continents. Don't forget it, either. It's embarrassing when you do!
t&l
P.S. Don't like the out-all-night stuff. Who's idea was it to make THAT a tradition? OK, dumb question. Still...
I HATE THE OUT ALL NIGHT!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
When I was a med student it was really difficult to stay up all night on call... I hated it and it meant I had to be able to sleep the following day!
I am also not used to it, because my kids always let me sleep, and if they didn't, I never found out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, I don't mind being SOUTH american. There are many good things about the fact. To start with, in my country we have no tornados, no hurricanes, no earthquakes and we don't have many infectious diseases! It's sort of boring...
Hi AJ. Welcome to marriage builders. Soon we'll have the whole family here.
Hi AJ!
We're t&l's "other" family!!! Welcome!
Hi AJ. Welcome to marriage builders. Soon we'll have the whole family here.
I'm not sure the MB board has the strength to tolerate that much weird-- uh,
uniqueness, should the whole family come aboard! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Personally I think AJ's on the brink of a total mental collapse. We need to pick up 2 cars at the shop by 5PM, and I was expecting him and one daughter to come by to get me, while the remaining (unfortunate) daughter stayed home with all 8 kids (Neaksis babysits a couple of boys after school several days a week until their dad gets off work, and today's one of those days). Just found out AJ is staying with the kids, and the girls are coming over by themselves to get me and make the retrieval. I actually can't remember the last time the 3 of us went anywhere without at least a kid or 2 or 6 along with us. I wonder if he really expects them to come straight home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Hubba hubba.
Gotta get ready to leave. Contributions for AJ's psychiatric treatment fund will be accepted promptly and thankfully. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. The roof is looking good, and almost completed, too. I bitterly regret that I won't be here to hear what HP has to say about it today, since once I leave to pick up the cars (before he gets home) I won't have time to return before I need to be to work. Oh, darn........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
OMG!
We need to hear if he survived!!! If Neak and Neaksis are truly free and kidless they might just run amuk! What might the 3 of you do together while kidless!!! If it were me...my car would NOT want to drive home!!! Send HP over to help AJ...right?
No regrets t&l.....you know he'll find something he doesn't like about it...unfortunately you won't know if it's going to be done good enough until the next rainfall! So no fixing the inside of the ceiling until you know for sure!
We're finally feeling like the roof leak we've had is fixed enough to start repairing the inside now!
Well, I can tell you what he said. Nothing.
I can also tell you what he thought. "Look, there is still a whole strip up there at the top that isn't finished yet!"
As soon as he heard that AJ was over at Neaksis' house working on stuff, he high-tailed it on over to um, oh yeah, put some mud on her sheetrock. It needed it after all. Right then.
For the record, we came a-l-m-o-s-t straight home, just stopping at Jimboy's to get a whole bunch of Mexican food. We brought enough home for our noble babysitter to make it worth his while, even though I didn't have them put rice on his burrito. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
He did good, though. Two of the kids were gone by the time I got there, the other six were there and alive, and he had even managed to recapture Mr. Finley after an extensive romp through the neighborhood. Why, his eye was hardly twitching at all by the time I got there!
Wow. A man that can do roofs and keep 6 kids alive. I'm thoroughly impressed.
Make that 5 kids and 1 dervish - almost infinitely more difficult than just 6 kids.
When I was a med student it was really difficult to stay up all night on call...
Are you a Dr? Or did having twins put a crimp in that particular ambition?
Anyway, I don't mind being SOUTH american.
At our little church we have a Dr. and his family from Argentina and another family from the Dominican Republlic. They bring an interesting perspective into the group of pasty-white brethren!
t&l
If Neak and Neaksis are truly free and kidless they might just run amuk! What might the 3 of you do together while kidless!!!
We went out to eat, as Neak has already said, where she and I behaved badly and were silly, and Neaksis, tinged a delicate-yet-deepening shade of fuschia, sat across the table and threatened to leave us if we weren't good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> On the way out, Neaksis held a door open for an older lady (older than me, anyway) to go out of just before me. I came through right behind the lady and said to Neaksis, "Such a
nice, polite young girl you are! You must've had a
wonderful mother." Would you believe that after a compliment of that caliber, that ungrateful twirp kicked me in the ankle as I went past her? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Send HP over to help AJ...right?
No, we wanted all the children to still be alive when they got back! Exposure to HP is generally limited to times when one, or two, or all of the females can be there, too. Although he did take his biologicals out to a pancake breakfast fundraiser thingie within the last year. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And everyone survived.
Neak has mentioned her morning sickness
ad nauseum already so I won't go into any additional, unsavory details. However, it seems to be over, because tonight at Jimboy's Neaksis and I each ordered a veggie burrito, while Neak ordered chile rellenos, a veggie taco, a cheese quesadilla (how many dillas in a ques?), a veggie burrito, and a chocotaco for dessert. Oh, yes, a small Sprite. Neaksis and I just stared at her as she ordered it all. She
tried to pretend that some of it was for her husband. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And she'll no doubt come on tomorrow and try to pretend that he actually got some last night, too. Mexican food, that is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
All in all, a lovely little trip, and well worth the almost $900 in car repair bills that it cost me to justify the 3 of us going to town together!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
No regrets t&l.....you know he'll find something he doesn't like about it
I know. And unfortunately, I'm sure he'll be able to remember it until I cross paths with him again in the next day or so, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I didn't actually
spare myself anything...only postponed the inevitable. Hey, any reprieve in a storm!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
As soon as he heard that AJ was over at Neaksis' house working on stuff, he high-tailed it on over to um, oh yeah, put some mud on her sheetrock. It needed it after all. Right then.
Did he REALLY go over there tonight? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Or are you just telling a good story?
Why, his eye was hardly twitching at all by the time I got there!
Don't let her kid you. He looked like Scrat in the move Ice Age! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Thank you, AJ, for a lovely night. For us. Yours just
possibly might not have been quite so super. I am SO sorry about that. Sh-h-h-h-h-h. Be very, very quiet. Can you hear it? It's the sound of my heart breaking for you. You can't hear it? Me neither. Guess I was wrong! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Wow. A man that can do roofs and keep 6 kids alive. I'm thoroughly impressed.
But
not simultaneously. THAT would be woman's job! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
yes I am a doctor, but it wasn't the twins who made me change specialties, it was the fact that I was pregnant again wen they were 9 months old!
But I still made it in my second choice. Can't give you many details here.
I don't look south american. I just look normal. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Still reading when I can. Still impressed.
Still wondering about a lot of things.
SS
yes I am a doctor, but it wasn't the twins who made me change specialties, it was the fact that I was pregnant again wen they were 9 months old!
Yes, I can see that would have an impact on career plans! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm just impressed that you salvaged an outside-the-home career at all after that little flurry of fertility. Wow! I used to want to be a doctor myself, but my folks discouraged me from it (back in the 60s it wasn't quite so common) and steered me towards nursing instead after I decided I didn't really want to be a music major.
When we got married, HP and I agreed that after I put him through college he'd put me through midwifery school, so I could deliver babies myself instead of "just" helping out. However, nobody was bargaining for the 3 kids under 4 we'd have by then, nor the 4th that'd be along shortly after Neak turned 6. So midwifery went by the wayside as the kiddies piled up. I supposed I was disappointed for awhile--not that I had actual time to
brood about it--but until 14 years or so ago I landed at the job that I have now, I'm sure I suffered an occasional twinge of regret.
When I first started, the very large Southeast Asian population around here had not yet discovered birth control and families of 10-12 or more were not uncommon. These women would come rolling in, sometimes in waves and clusters, all night long; they would deliver usually shortly after they arrived. Sometimes in the elevator. Occasionally in admitting. There was no way a doctor could attend these precipitous births without living at the hospital, gowned and gloved, every moment of the day. So without ever going to midwifery school, I got to deliver all the babies I'd ever wanted to, and several more besides. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> So it's worked out OK, career-wise. I'd be satisfied with how my work life turned out, but it takes too much energy to actually stir up an emotion these days! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You know, now that I think about it, even gowned, gloved, and hanging around the hospital, it was still possible to miss a delivery! This particular lady was Hmong. They are among the most stubborn and uncooperative pts. in L&D you could ever hope to get. Why they want to deliver in the hospital is beyond me, since they generally want to do everything in their traditional way once they get there (which is NOT the way we do things in the hospital!). If a woman is completely dilated, but doesn't want to push, she refuses. She'll sit in the bed for up to several hrs. with the baby
right there, and never bear down at all...until she's finally ready. then she gives one push and the kid's out. Drives the nurses nuts! This lady was one of those. 7th, 8th, 9th kid--I forget now. The doctor was gowned and gloved and at the bedside for the delivery, only she refused to push. Wouldn't look at anybody, acknowledge any instructions. Just sat there glowering at everybody, and contracting like gangbusters, but no pushing. No sirree, Bob. No pushing for her! Finally the doctor gave up and sat down by the bed. We covered her with a sheet so she didn't have everything hanging out, and he started visiting with the baby's dad. A full hour passed by without incident, when suddenly, without Mama's ever changing expression, making a sound, or moving a visible muscle, baby screams started coming from under the sheet. I've never seen a doctor jump so high so fast. We pulled the sheet back, and there it was...self-delivered at last, and on mama's schedule, not anybody else's!
L&D has some very interesting moments, I must confess.
t&l
P.S. Does looking "normal" make you look
different from other South Americans? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to tell Carlos and Alicia at church that they look too normal to be from Argentina. See what they make of THAT! Then I'll blame you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Still reading when I can.
WHEN YOU CAN?????????????????????????????????? Not every single word? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />You have the audacity to have a life of your own? How rude. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You just go right on ahead then. See if I care. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sound of rughphled feathers being phlughphed.....
t&l
Mom,
Go outside and look up its closer to the top check it out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Actually, when I said I look "normal" means that you couldn't guess where I'm from by my "looks". Don't forget that many south americans are descended from europeans. So until we open our mouths you can't tell where we are from. Lots of argentinians look like swedes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> specially those form the capital: long legged blonds with blue eyes! Very handsome italian looking guys! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I made it in my chosen career (the second one at least) and I now have one of the best jobs I could aspire to <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> although it doesn't pay much <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I got this job when I had been in plan B for 3 months, so WH hasn't shared this.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I saw him today for the first time in all these months: we crossed paths at an intersection, each in our car. Of course he was with OW but I stared straight at him and for once he saw me!
I didn't crash, nor did I puke this time. I guess I'm finally making some progress. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
BTW, WH looks mexican!
CC:
Why didn't you mention this on your own thread? Are you hiding out over here?
Mimi, I did think of putting it on my thread, but I'm still a bit shocked and since nothing has happened for so long, nobody probably even remembers! except you!:)
These long dark plan Bs are boooooring (for others)
I'll post on my thread. who knows how t&l will react to this threadjack! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I have to go look for it...
Everyone is equally important.
I would not consider your life to be boring!!!
Mom,
Go outside and look up its closer to the top check it out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Very nice. It's almost finished. How exciting! What on earth are you going to do for fun and further excitement once it's done? Oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Never mind. Silly question. Sorry I asked. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yep, then I have Neaksis' house.
That wasn't what you meant? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Actually, when I said I look "normal" means that you couldn't guess where I'm from by my "looks".
Nor from your excellent command of the English language. Having grown up around people learning to speak English as a 2nd language, the little missteps and slip-ups in grammar and format are familiar to me, and very recognizable. As far as the looks go, I have to tell you that when the hospitals first started including the Spanish TV channels I was amazed at all the blonds and blue-eyed Spanish-speakers I saw. Until they started speaking, I would never have expected Spanish to be the language which came so fluently from their mouths.
I now have one of the best jobs I could aspire to <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> although it doesn't pay much <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
In that case, I hope your living expenses are also decreased. I'd love to live back in the midWest where living expenses are down significantly...but wages are also WAY lower than they are here in CA. Same with Hawaii, where I'd love to live again, but it has high living expenses AND low wages, a really bad combo when you're dealing with as much family debt as I am!
I saw him today for the first time in all these months: we crossed paths at an intersection, each in our car. Of course he was with OW but I stared straight at him and for once he saw me!
I didn't crash, nor did I puke this time. I guess I'm finally making some progress. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So did HE drive into a nearby pole? Did SHE see you? If she did, you can pretty much assume there was some interesting conversation going on in the car after you drove away. And with himself, in his own head.
t&l
CC:
Why didn't you mention this on your own thread? Are you hiding out over here?
Hi, Mimi--Been wondering about you. Yes, she IS hiding here. I let her borrow my snorkle and my shark repellent and she's been lurking underwater in the Pool of Introspection in temporary obscurity. I mean, who'd expect to be looking for her in somebody else's swamp? Maybe I should start a Refuge and Retirement Center for people who need a place in which they can find concealment and camouflage for brief periods of time. I have a very LARGE facade, you know, and there's room for more than one behind its remaining splinters! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have no idea if she saw me. I was looking at him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
But no, he didn't crash. He had lunch with dds and went to get a haircut. He needed it.
Yes, I'm sure his head is filled with interesting conversations with himself. He has always talked to himself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I once remarked how I wished the dog could talk so he could tell me what WH said (to himself) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I have a language problem. I think in eenglish, but live in spanish. I can ONLY study in spanish but I can ONLY read for leisure in english <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I wouldn't recommend this to anyone! It's not good.
I'll post on my thread. who knows how t&l will react to this threadjack! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I have to go look for it...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> How many times does t&l have to say it is
impossible to threadjack this thread?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> This is a completely mutant thread, having already gone through so many manifestations I've long since lost count! But perhaps you remember that it was once, long ago, a "multi-tasking" thread before it got bogged down in the feminine hygiene products aisle for an extended
period. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think almost the only restrictions on this thread are the ones the censors impose. That and my sex death. I was going to call it sex life, but then realized, why would I? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That wasn't what you meant? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
You SHOULD be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />. BTW, HP is going to call you regarding the roof. I'd warn you ahead of time, but I didn't ask what he wanted to say about the roof because
I didn't want to know!
t&l
I think in eenglish, but live in spanish. I can ONLY study in spanish but I can ONLY read for leisure in english
OK, I have to admit it. THAT sounds complicated!
t&l
BTW, I have a language problem. I think in eenglish, but live in spanish. I can ONLY study in spanish but I can ONLY read for leisure in english
I wouldn't recommend this to anyone! It's not good.
Gee! I'll bet you sometimes must feel as if you need a translator, huh? Since you think in English, do you ever find yourself blurting out whatever you want to say in English instead of Spanish?
I have enough problems with blurting out stuff in English...I'm glad I don't speak anything else. Alhough, by the time I finish getting my tongue-twisters out, it may sound like another language! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Oh, t&l!
Remember how my idea of knocking down the chimney to below the roof line before we put the new metal roof on was a bad idea?
Well...first thing this morning, we had to attend Grandparent's Day at our grandchildren's school. H brought me back home so I could get my truck. As we pulled into the driveway, he said, "You know, I started to tear down the top of the chimney. I've got some metal left over, so I may do that in a couple of weeks."
So, NOW it's HIS idea! That idea thief!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Good Evening too everyone <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mom,
Neaksis would not hold the umbrella over me today so now im sun burned. On my arms and face i look like a lobster. But the roof was {ALMOST} done. I hear my dear father-inlaw is looking for me with some more "suggestions". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> after this im going to need a vacation.
The folks on Idiotville, and even a nameless serious thread, will be relieved to know that AJ has now changed his preferences. His posts are now colored in 'desert', so I will no longer make the mistake of thinking I am logged in when I am not. No more mysterious feminine-sounding posts from poor AJ. Whew!
I hear my dear father-inlaw is looking for me with some more "suggestions". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
"Suggestions," huh? Let's call it what it is. Look at the noble lion over here. See its distinctive profile. That sleek head. Those beautiful fluffy feathers covering its round body, and flapping wings. The short little legs, and orangey webbed feet. And from its oddly-protruding mouth, you can hear no roaring, but instead, a sound that is strangely-reminiscent of a quack. Gasp! That's no lion. It's a
D........U.........C.........K!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> If changing a name could change reality, I'd label myself "Donald Trump," retire from my hated schedule, and start the party. Sigh.
after this im going to need a vacation.
Are you hinting that I should ditch him and take you instead to Hawaii with Grandpa and me? Don't be sill------- Hm-m-m-m-m-m-m........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Not to be confused with "squidgy feeling", which is how your mouth and teeth feel if you've ever tasted government cheese.
Or a McDonald's croissandwich, like the one I had a couple of mornings ago. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />. Maybe they're using government cheese ???????!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It would certainly explain a
lot.
t&l
I wouldn't know about Micky Ds. I'd rather staple my tongue to my desk. I'm a Whataburger kind of kiddo.
Hi to Neak and AJ.
- Kimmy
Hi from both of us, and thanks to Lady C, B, AD, CSue, and anyone else that my poor pregnant memory has neglected to include, who sent their kind welcomes. AJ usually has me type everything for him, since I love typing and he doesn't.
Well, time to run off and ask the Dervish what he's doing. The way the story came to me, he was outside trying to catch wasps for his cousin's bug collection........by urinating on them.
Gee! I'll bet you sometimes must feel as if you need a translator, huh? Since you think in English, do you ever find yourself blurting out whatever you want to say in English instead of Spanish?
Yes I do need a translator, I do it myself, but still I have to do it. Which means that when I have to study I translate everything from english to spanish otherwise I can't unerstand <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> It's very weird.
On the other hand I have great difficulty reading in spanish. I skip through the words, or read only the first paragraph of the newspaper articles. I think I've only read 2 or 3 books in spanish, but THOUSANDS in english.
Now about infidelity, I only think in english so if WH ever comes back I'm going to have to do a lot of translating!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> In spanish we don't even have a proper word for affair! and there are a lot of others that cannot be adequately translated.
Well if WH ever comes back, I'll let you know what I said...
>The way the story came to me, he was outside trying to catch wasps for his cousin's bug collection........by urinating on them.
Ah. Boy. If you can't nail it down, shoot it, or eat it, pee on it.
The way the story came to me, he was outside trying to catch wasps for his cousin's bug collection........by urinating on them.
This should only be surprising to people who have never MET the Dervish. Please tell him with as much conviction and force as you can muster, that he is NOT EVER allowed to catch bugs this way in
my house!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Where the dickens are you? Been trying to call and see if you need me to come over and pick up Little Balaam and do school with him, but
nobody is answering the phone! I don't know who's getting a bigger reprieve, Balaam or me. Or is he the donkey today? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Ah. Boy. If you can't nail it down, shoot it, or eat it, pee on it.
If you're gonna do that whole sequence, though, you've gotta be REALLY careful about the order! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
He sounds like a "creative" type!
FOR FEMALE EYES ONLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Well if WH ever comes back, I'll let you know what I said...
Be careful of the censors. Some of them may habla Espanol, after all, and you wouldn't want to get bleeped! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Is the no-word-for-affair thing possibly because in Latin cultures, among others, men are more-or-less
expected to have wandering eyes, among their other straying body parts...so that there's less negative conotation (if any at all) associated with sexual activity outside of marriage? I do remember hearing that Muslim women wear veils because Islam teaches that men are so helplessly-susceptible to the overpowering allures of females that if women are uncovered, no man can resist them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> We have a little convenience store in Burson. It's owned and run by Muslims, and I've never noticed them unable to resist ME, even when I come wafting through in shorts and a tank top. There are WAY more cultural excuses for bad male behavior than there are for bad female behavior. I think that's a pretty universal attitude, regardless of the culture. Not that women can't behave badly without cultural backing and approval! Still, as a general rule, I'm going with the saying, "A woman has to work half as hard as a man to be twice as good. Fortunately, this is not difficult." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We'd better put this post in code or something. We don't want to go treading on any sensitive male toes. You looked anyway, didn't you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So don't go blaming me!
t&l
He sounds like a "creative" type!
You are tactful beyond belief. I'd go with "diabolically-inventive" myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'd tell you which other child the little darling reminds me of, but I'm still trying to live down the reputation, so don't want to give any hints. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I wouldn't know about Micky Ds. I'd rather staple my tongue to my desk.
Does that mean you hate poor Ronald, or are you a closet masochist who just enjoys tongue stapling? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
men are more-or-less expected to have wandering eyes, among their other straying body parts...so that there's less negative conotation (if any at all) associated with sexual activity outside of marriage?
I really don't know whether this is true. It seems to be common in all cultures. We need some hard facts to compare.
I know my youngest brother was appalled and never talked to WH again. He just couldn't believe or accept it. He actually was the one who spied on WH and proved it and he couldn't even face me to tell me.
I guess the world is divided into those who think it's ok and those who don't.
I had told WH many times to let me know if he ever felt attracted to someone. I didn't want to be the last to know. But of course I suppose he thinks "he's different". I was the last to know. and he still denies that anything is wrong. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
But it's true that there is no word like "affair". You actually have to say inappropriate relationship or plain cogiendo!
But of course I suppose he thinks "he's different". I was the last to know. and he still denies that anything is wrong.
Everybody tends to think their particular circumstances are so unique and special. The WSs have "never loved like this before." No one else ever made them "feel this way." But if you read story after story on this board, you quickly become aware that there are very common themes running through all the tales of woe--and that what is trying to be presented by the wanderers as some special occurrence (with extenuating circumstances, of course!), is really just plain, old run-of-the-mill infidelity like all the other cheaters are having.
After hearing Lady Clueless about her chimney, I'm even having to come to consider the possibility that HP isn't as oddly singular as I had always thought. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Now THAT is shocking, let me tell you! Maybe I'm NOT married to the most annoying man in the world. Suddenly I feel strangely diminished, my specialness decreased and devalued. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I am Not-so-you-neak's mother, NothingOutoftheOrdinary. Sigh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
cheaters are all similar. it's the BS who are unique!
Starting with your partly imagined partly real vision of TSYTWY (The Soldier You Thought Was Yours)
I tried already to express my realization that my vision of MS is, of necessity, if not partly imagined, at least somewhat unsubstantiated. How could it not be? We knew each other fairly well through letters, etc., but actual time spent in each other's physical presence has been minimal. Still, by this stage in my life, I have a much better ability to assess people than I did yesterday when I was young <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, and I am confident of my
general assessment of him, based on what I saw, heard, and experienced in the meetings we've had in our later adulthood. I also said that I am fully aware that he
inevitably has his own secrets and hidden corners, and even facades, which the public never sees, or doesn't recognize for what they are. I mean, if you heard me up front speaking for the church service, you would
never--based on what you hear me say--think to yourself, "I'll bet when she was young she discussed with a prison inmate how to kill her husband, and then when that didn't work out, tried to sell her soul to the devil if he'd die on his vacation...with their baby daughter." (If you're new to this thread, you'll have to go back and find that story for yourself. It's there somewhere in the Saga, and I'm absolutely not telling it again!)
Es, of EsWa, once told me, "Oh, Susan, you and MS would NEVER have been happy together." Really? How does she know? And this unhappy life with MS would be opposed to the life of constant joy and pleasure I've had with HP? Give me a break. I'm past the "run free as the wind--forever" view of life and marriage...with anybody. But nobody will ever convince me that MS and I could've done ANY worse at forging a life and a relationship than HP and I have. It might not have been any better at all. Maybe it would only have been a different kind of bad. We'll never know, will we? But
it could not have been any worse. I'm not going to try and pretend that I loved him more than anybody else has ever loved--more than all of you love your spouses, for example. That would be silly. But I'm not necessarily going to believe that I loved him any less, either.
What we might have made for ourselves will forever remain a mystery. I am much too cynical about men to try and build another relationship with anybody, even if I were free to do so. I enjoy men a lot...as friends. I was always, as a child and young woman, closer to my dad than to my mom. (Until I got married and had a HP of my own, at which time I became increasingly sympathetic to her over the years!) Not sports and cars and tools and stuff like that (including roofing techniques!), but very often I'd rather listen to what the men are hashing over than what the women are talking about. At least at family get-togethers it tends to work that way. But personal intimacy with a "new" male? You have GOT to be kidding.
This is one of the main reasons I haven't felt uncomfortable seeing MS again, even though I came to accept that I love him and I always will. I don't want anything from him. I know that, at some level at least, he loves me. I hope to see him in heaven (actually on the cloud, so we don't have to wait until we get there). But nothing else. What I've got is good enough for me. This is my head talking, of course, and saying the most logical and reasonable things. I am grateful for my husband's presence in my life, however, even on his most annoying days, if for no other reason than that he's Stupidity Insurance against my ever being tempted to ignore my head by listening to a heart that might try, by overwhelming logic with a flood of emotion, to convince me to grasp at a few aging straws of happiness before I die.
and then giving HP demerits on every point in which you percieve that he falls short of TSYTWY, is an especially unproductive strategy. Even doing the same thing in comparison with, say, your father, brother, or favorite uncle would be unproductive.
Interesting you should say that. I've said before that Neakbro is the one, out of all 4 kids, who is most like his dad in temperament, although he looks just like my dad. Pity that couldn't have been reversed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> One day, when he was in his teens, we were driving away from my folks' house, and my dad was out in the yard, waving goodbye to us and cavorting around in a humorous fashion as we left. Neakbro waved to his grandpa, then turned to me and said, "You're so lucky to have him for a father." So
I'm not the one doing the comparing. Really, truly I don't. If I had more leisure time, maybe I'd have more temptation to do so. But just running from job to job the way I do, I just don't do it. But I do know other people notice sometimes. Do I have to be the Thought Police for them, or can they think what they like, as long as I keep my own thoughts under control, and properly directed? Your honor, I object. That was a leading question. Overruled.
Well, I just heard from Little Balaam, or his donkey--I'm not sure which--and I have to go to his house in my angel-with-flaming-sword guise and crack the metaphorical whip. Or literal. I'm not telling! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hanky-panky is the best Spanish can come up with? In English, that has a playful, mischievous componnent to it that is entirely inadequate to convey the devastation and destruction that infidelity causes. I think you guys need a new word!!!
t&l
that is not a nice word in my language:sort of like rutting I would say!
that is not a nice word in my language:sort of like rutting I would say!
OK, I guess that's insulting enough, even for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
cheaters are all similar. it's the BS who are unique!
And yet, from the WS's point of view,
they are unique, and the BSs are all the same! Why, because it's
always the BS's fault, of course! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
B.S. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have discovered here at MB how similar WS are. My WH is a little different because of the fact that he didn't actually SAY anything <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> If he had he would probably have followed the script.
Curiously, he did not blame me for the A, believe it or not. He blamed himself, for whatever happened (remember the A is a secret even to him). And he has acted accordingly financially supporting us all and respecting my wishes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />(i.e. not seeing me until he gets rid of OW).
But I find that whereas all WS will end up in sort of the same way, BS are very creative managing these sitches. We really work hard!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
He blamed himself, for whatever happened (remember the A is a secret even to him).
I have to apologize, and will go back and read your thread, but I am unable to come with an explanation on my own of how a man can have an affair that's a secret even to him! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Obviously I'm missing some essential detail, and will have to research this out. Are you sure you don't have Lord Clueless by mistake? Maybe Lord Clueless the 2th?
t&l
Simple. He denies he's having an affair! He was spending all day with her and would take her to the beach house on the weekends while I had to stay home watching out for dds.
What do you think he was doing?
Now she lives with him, but he's still not having an affair. "she's not important" is his mantra. He's said that to me, to his brother and his mother.
So the affair is secret for him too!
Here are the first glimpses of the neaklet.
#1 #2
Here are the first glimpses of the neaklet.
Isn't it
cu-u-u-u-u-u-u-te. I'm usually not much of a photographer, but I took these myself, and thought they turned out terrific! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Simple. He denies he's having an affair!
Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h. It's all becoming clear to me now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
What do you think he was doing?
What nasty, suspicious minds people have! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure the two of them were simply working for the salvation of the entire planet by joining together to
visualize whirled peas.Solving the energy crisis? Decoding cold fusion? Um. Ah. I give up. What a dope your husband is. I know a couple of 8-yr. olds that can come up with some better excuses than THAT!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> For that matter, even the Dervish isn't that lame. And how insulting for him that you refuse to believe him, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Nice pics! I can actually SEE something!
I want to hear more about the Dervish! He sounds fascinating!! So Neak, t&l....have at it!
Oh, and any guesses as to the baby's gender yet?
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Neak, go back and look at picture #2!!!!!!! It has horns!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> What a terrifying thought, my dear, when you think of all the mischief the Dervish has been able to get into without a pair. Of horns, that is. Must lie down. Feeling faint and woozy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You might be right. I don't think Dervish's horns showed on the ultrasound until after 15 weeks. HELP!
Horns? Those aren't horns!
Little Neakie has just got her thumbs in her ears and is wagging her fingers at her grandma! Probably got her tongue stuck out, too!
Don't you know that ALL kids go through stages when they simply MUST make faces when they're getting their pictures taken? Little Neakie is just going through that stage earlier than most, and if you're lucky, she'll have grown out of it by the time she actually gets here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Are you sure you don't have Lord Clueless by mistake? Maybe Lord Clueless the 2th?
Oh, brother! Lord, please tell me that you didn't make TWO of him! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I was always thankful that H didn't have a twin!
I wonder if CC's H is also like Lord Clueless in that he never, ever does ANYTHING wrong.
Oh, remember yesterday when H decided that he had started (meaning thought about it) to tear our chimney down before re-roofing the house?
Well, he's done it again. Let me preface this by saying that we have been collecting money to buy groceries and stuff for the MS victims of Katrina, plus we had a lot of clothing and needed items donated. Today, I went and bought 4 pallets of salvage groceries (bent/dent stuff, but still good). I had them taken off the pallets and stacked in the tongue end of the trailer, so I would have room for the items I bought for our store.
This evening, after I got our store stuff off the trailer, we loaded up all the donated items, and then went to our other business to load up donated items from there. Well, the weight of the groceries was too heavy on the tongue of the trailer. I piped up and said, "Why don't we move some of the boxes of groceries toward the back, and put the bags of clothing on top?"
After a few more minutes of discussing how heavy the load was on the tongue of the trailer, Lord Clueless said, "I'll tell you what...we'll just move some of the groceries toward the back and pile the other stuff on top."
Lord Clueless' buddy started grinning, and when Lord Clueless went inside, his buddy said, with a wink, "Did you hear that echo, Lady Clueless?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
LOL! I'm not the only one who sees it! Remind me to tell you about his SOB hat sometime.
Oh, and t&l, you needn't think you're gonna be the only one with a special halo that goes to wives who have difficult husbands. I started earning mine in June of 1970, so don't I get first dibs? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and t&l, you needn't think you're gonna be the only one with a special halo that goes to wives who have difficult husbands. I started earning mine in June of 1970, so don't I get first dibs? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I don't think I want a
halo, exactly. More like a noose. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And yes, you beat me by 13 months. Lucky you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, t&l, I don't think that there is such a thing as a noose in Heaven (why would you want one in Heaven, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> ), so I figure you'll have a halo, too. If you get there first, just remember that the one with the pretty twinkly stars on it is the one I have dibs on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and when we do get there, we must remember to NOT step on the ducks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, t&l, I don't think that there is such a thing as a noose in Heaven (why would you want one in Heaven, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Oh, I thought you meant for down
here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> OOPS! Did that slip out as "noose"? It was supposed to be NEWS of our halos we were talking about!
so I figure you'll have a halo, too. If you get there first, just remember that the one with the pretty twinkly stars on it is the one I have dibs on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm taking the position that since Jesus is providing them for us that they'll all have twinkly stars on them, and everyone will be perfectly satisfied--not like those wild sale shopping days where people dive crazily into the merchandise and trample each other in the process. I have a hard time imagining that there'll be any crown carnage when they're passed out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and when we do get there, we must remember to NOT step on the ducks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Why? Is it because of the duck duty? I think duck duty will be much prettier in heaven, or something! Kinda like flower petals strewn at our feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm off to bed. I'm working only 3-1/2 days this week instead of 6, because it's Neaksis' 27th birthday tomorrow and I wanted a day off to party with the kiddies, plus my regular Friday night, plus Thursday night so I can be up Friday and take a computer class all ay. So I'm going to bed before 10 and getting up when I please. I wonder if Neak wants me to help her in the AM @ 0400 to take AJ to the airport. Let's hope not. I'm not a morning person either!
t&l
Here is what I heard about the ducks in Heaven:
Three women die together in an accident and go to heaven.
When they get there, St. Peter says, "We only have one rule here in heaven: don't step on the ducks!"
So they enter heaven, and sure enough, there are ducks all over the place. It is almost impossible not to step on a duck, and although they try their best to avoid them, the first woman accidentally steps on one.
Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she ever saw.
St. Peter chains them together and says, "Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to spend eternity chained to this ugly man!"
The next day, the second woman steps accidentally on a duck and along comes St. Peter, who doesn't miss a thing. With him is another extremely ugly man. He chains them together with the same admonishment as for the first woman.
The third woman has observed all this and, not wanting to be chained for all eternity to an ugly man, is very, VERY careful where she steps.
She manages to go months without stepping on any ducks, but one day St. Peter comes up to her with the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on. Very tall, long eyelashes, muscular, and thin.
St. Peter chains them together without saying a word.
The happy woman says, "I wonder what I did to deserve being chained to you for all of eternity?"
The guy says, "I don't know about you, but I stepped on a duck!"
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Ooooh! Party time!! Always great fun with the kids! I'm glad to see you taking some time off work for yourself. There's no point in working yourself to death...and I don't want to see you getting first dibs on halos...even if Jesus does make sure they're all alike. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I hope you enjoy your computer class...now you'll probably add "computer guru" to your list of accomplishments! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Good nite
Everyone please take good care of t&l and neak for me while im gone neak can till everyone were i am.
Mom sorry about the roof its almost finsh neakbro i hope will come over and finsh it for us.
C everyone when i get back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Wow! T&L, you wrote a long reply to me. Now I've go to read carefully and actually think. Tomorrow? OK? Remind me. Your post triggered some disconnected memories which probably have nothing to do with your situtatiou, but still are whirling 'round my mind intefering with a responsible response.
Like for instance, my Dad was in the navy. Let's start with that. There are letters - an entire box of them - not 10 feet from where I now sit - in my closet. These letters were written by a number (up to 8 or so) girls (women, ladies) to him - mostly while he was in the Navy.
One of them, T&L, never married.
I found this out when, after going through this large packet of letters, I had in mind to find out if any of these ladies kept his letters which would be infinitely more interesting to me that theirs. So, one lady had an unusual name - and she was from Amarillo - which wasn't that huge in 1945, so I looked up the directory - hoping to find her brother or some such - and found her - still listed in her maiden name! I called, but not her, a man's name. The man turned out to be her nephew. I gave him a general outline of my goal - that I was just looking for letters that might tell my father's view of the war in the Pacific. The nephew confirmed that the aunt never married - opined that it would be OK to contact her. I could not work up the nerve to write to her or call her. Probaly she has died by now - as this was 7 or 8 years ago.
I don't know what that has to do with your situation - but I wonder how much alike were your letters and hers? She fully expected him to come to Amarillo as soon as he got back from the Phillipines. He didn't. Several months later, he did go to visit, briefly. Then she came over once to Tuscaloosa (where he was in the University). The thing is, there are letters from several ladies in that box, and he didn't marry any of them.
Different story.
Sorry. See, I got distracted when I remember all that.
I'll get back to your story tomorrow.
-AD
Oh, and Hi to all the rest of the clan - Neak, congratulations again! A.J. BE A GOOD BOY NOW. If you mess up and end up D'ed, your child-support payments will be ENORMOUS.
-AD
But it could not have been any worse.
Yes it could. I can think of 10 ways in 10 minutes. Probably you could too.
But since I'm tired, I won't tell you any of them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />.
OK, if you insist, I'll tell you one.
TSYTWY might have
become a lot like HP - and then you wouldn't have any dreams left. If you had married him, you would have been the same spoiled girl - expected to be waited on - and we dont' even know what
he would have expected at that time.
Taking that fork in the road would have changed him. Now, I have to say this delicately, but well, you know - back then - you were, you know, not, well... the, um, most - eh - mature and wise young lady. You would have had problems (as 100% of couples do) and who knows who he or you would have turned out to be.
-AD
But it could not have been any worse.
You disagree with this. That's OK with me. It's all right for us to come to differing conclusions on the same issue. But I haven't really told anybody here what I consider the worst of the mess of our lives. Not going to, either. I'm not trying to convince anybody, including myself, that if I'd
only married the "right" man, my live would have been nothing but unending years of sunlight and song. I'm perfectly willing to accept that MS and I might have made an alternative form of "bad." Let's leave it at that.
TSYTWY might have become a lot like HP
I'm not sure I believe this either. If I did, then
I would be the primary variable in his life's formula that produced, precipitated, steered, etc., the change. Since's he's a happy man without me, but might have become like HP
with me, would I have to think then that unhappy HP with me would've been a happy man without me? That's a lot of responsibility to lay on a pair of aging, already-overburdened shoulders. I replied to you in 2 segments, both longish, and several days apart. I think it was in the first one (not positive) that I said I have concluded that these 2 men made of themselves what they were going to be anyway, and that I didn't have to be blamed for the discontent of one, nor take credit for the happiness of the other. Both of them had many childhood traumas, not the same, but still of similar severity. How they dealt with these things
themselves is what has made the difference in how they look at life as they approach their 60s. If MS were going to have turned out like HP, he didn't need ME in his life in order to do it.
and then you wouldn't have any dreams left.
And the dreams I have left now are?
but well, you know - back then - you were, you know, not, well... the, um, most - eh - mature and wise young lady. You would have had problems (as 100% of couples do) and who knows who he or you would have turned out to be.
From the time I was a little girl--immature, foolish, impulsive, even stupid--one thing I have always been, which may very well be hard for people to believe, given some of the details of the Saga, is intensely, passionately, desperately loyal to my friends and loved ones. Do you have any idea how bad things have to get in order for that loyalty to be shaken? (as it obviously was, during the living of the Saga) Probably not. But even when I was a pampered girl, I still was as loyal as loyal could be. And I would've brought that loyalty into a marriage to MS, along with a love that was all for him, and not divided up with somebody else.
My marriage to HP started with so many hidden strikes against it, some of them mine, but many of them his, which we haven't talked about and won't. Those problems were absent between MS and me. Therefore, my belief that different bad would certainly have been an option...perhaps even a likelihood. But the same mess as I made here? No. In my own way, and in spite of my own mistakes, I have had a tenacious loyalty to HP. Although I lost it temporarily (and flamboyantly, it must be acknowledged) along the way, yet I regained it sufficiently to carry me through many difficult years. If I know myself at all, I have to believe that I would not have given less loyalty to MS, nor would not have tried as hard or harder to make
that marriage work, than I have done here for going on 34 years.
I would've had to grow up and get old no matter who I married, or if I married at all. It's not like I was going to get to keep the Japanese aunties on tap my whole life, after all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> This just happens to be the way I did it.
t&l
The guy says, "I don't know about you, but I stepped on a duck!"
Well, if MS spends eternity ducking and weaving, trying to dodge me, at least I'll know why! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I hope you enjoy your computer class...now you'll probably add "computer guru" to your list of accomplishments!
No computer guru. That would be Neakbro. These computers are for our new fetal monitoring system, which goes "live" sometime next month, by which time everybody has to know how to work them, and how to do all their charting on computer instead of paper. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure it'll be one of those things what will be great once you learn it, since I type much faster than I write, and like it better, too--but the first part of a big change like that is always difficult.
t&l
Good nite C everyone when i get back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
You be careful, now. Just because I own a large life insurance policy in your name
doesn't mean I want to use it.
t&l
but I wonder how much alike were your letters and hers?
Ask MS. He told me once long ago that my letters are kept in a safety deposit box, and that "from time to time" he gets them out and reads them again. I have no letters from him.
My safety deposit box was the top dresser drawer in my parents' spare bedroom, until my mother took it up herself to "protect" my struggling marriage by burning my past. Didn't work, by the way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It's too bad, because simply as historical records of the times in which we lived, they would have been interesting down the line. I would love to re-read what I wrote to him, simply to re-examine my youthful mind and attitudes from the vantage point of adulthood. Was I anything like what I remember myself to have been? Just like I'd love to read my own labor records from my 4 deliveries, and see it through the eyes of an experienced L&D nurse. They probably weren't as long and as awful as they seemd to be when I was having them. Nor as interminably slow, either, now that I understand the normal progress of labor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You should consider contacting her, if she's still alive. Goodness knows she won't be if you wait a lot longer. I've got this insatiable curiousity about people, which is why I'd do it. And it she loved him, it might be meaningful to her to meet his son. Besides, most people consider it validating to get to talk about their lives, and the older we get, the more precious our memories become, and the fewer people there are with whom we can share them.
t&l
NEAKSIS.................
Who is 27 years old today. Maybe we'll post her picture later today, and call it "Lovely Blossom, Withering Unplucked Upon the Vine of Life." But only if she promises to still feed us the supper she's going to be working all day to prepare for the celebrants. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And also, only if what she's wearing tonight won't clash with the shade of purple she'll turn if we put her picture online. Especially with that particular caption. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, extremely youthful mother of rapidly-aging children <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Well, a big Happy Birthday to Neaksis!! And, to think that she's having to prepare her own birthday dinner! Oh, well...maybe she'll get lots and lots of presents!
t&l, we have something in common! I'm also an extremely youthful mother of rapidly-aging children. Today is my son's birthday. He is 34 and BALD! LOL!
And Saturday is my birthday...and unfortunately, I can't reverse the digits on my age this time, or for the next 4 birthdays after that! Bummer! Oh, well, in 2011, I will be Sweet 16 again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, a big Happy Birthday to Neaksis!! And, to think that she's having to prepare her own birthday dinner!
On her 16th birtday she had about 30 or so friends and family, and planned, prepared, and engineered the whole thing herself. So at 27, this little party today is peanuts.
I GAVE HER MONEY FOR THE FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Doesn't that count? For something? And I'm babysitting this afternoon. On my one actual day off! And I got her a present from me, and another one "from" her adopted kids, which they will see for the first time this afternoon so they can't blab ahead of time about what it is. How much more does anyone expect? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l, we have something in common!
Yeah, September 15th was once a very painful day!
Today is my son's birthday. He is 34 and BALD! LOL!
Is he married? Would he like to be a GIFT? Tell him not to worry about his hair. Neaksis is bald, too.
reverse the digits on my age
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> That would make me
75 years old. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> No offense to anybody already 75, but I'm not prepared for that quite yet. It will come soon enough! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
>It will come soon enough!
If'n yore young'uns don't kill you first.
>Neaksis is bald, too.
(gort, which is a giggle and a snort at the same time)
HBD, Neaksis. I think you need to buy yore momma a gift. After all, she's the reason you're here!
HBD to T&L. You done good, momma.
- Kimmy
>It will come soon enough!
If'n yore young'uns don't kill you first.
Give 'em credit. They're doing their BEST!!!!!!!!!!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
>Neaksis is bald, too.
(gort, which is a giggle and a snort at the same time)
Tell you the truth. I gorted myself, when I wrote it.
HBD, Neaksis. I think you need to buy yore momma a gift. After all, she's the reason you're here!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Here, here! A woman of sagaciousness and perspicacity! Listen up, Neaksis. She knoweth whereof she speaketh. I waiteth to receiveth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> You wanna wash my dishes again? I'm afraid of them.
HBD to T&L. You done good, momma.
You made me get tears in my eyes! After a lifetime of screwups, I must rejoice that I can look at my children with pleasure in who they are...especially the girls, who have held to their faith, and whose hearts are at least as kind now as I'd like to believe mine is becoming.
t&l
P.S. In mere moments from now I will make the final click for non-transferable, non-refundable tickets for HP, my dad, and me to go to HI next month. I hope everybody's satisfied! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
He said yes???????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
You
could interpret it that way, as long as you're fluent in both TarBaby and Clam! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis,
Please wash your momma's dishes. After XXXX hours in labor with you, pushing out your big head, it's the least you can do.
(T&L, you'll have to fill in the hours in labor)
How come you're online, which means you're at home (to say nothing of the fact that there's no way you will have gotten your grandpa out of the house this quickly), but nobody will answer EITHER phone?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis,
Please wash your momma's dishes. After XXXX hours in labor with you, pushing out your big head, it's the least you can do.
(T&L, you'll have to fill in the hours in labor)
4,892--give or take a millenium or two! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Happy birthday Neaksis! We all seem to be part of the family now.
Tell us what we're having for supper!
Yeah. That's what I thought. Seemed like that long each time I was in labor.
t&l,
You could interpret it that way, as long as you're fluent in both TarBaby and Clam!
t&l
I of course am fluent in both!! And in my case still waiting for an answer from my father as to whether or not he's coming here to visit in 2 weeks!!!
And I'm especially happy that you are going on VACATION! It is vacation isn't it???? Or would it be only if.....(fill in the blank)!
On her 16th birtday she had about 30 or so friends and family, and planned, prepared, and engineered the whole thing herself. So at 27, this little party today is peanuts. I GAVE HER MONEY FOR THE FOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Doesn't that count? For something? And I'm babysitting this afternoon. On my one actual day off! And I got her a present from me, and another one "from" her adopted kids, which they will see for the first time this afternoon so they can't blab ahead of time about what it is. How much more does anyone expect? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Oh, yeah! Paying for the food DOES count! And, if she wants it the way she wants it, then of COURSE she should do it! She sounds like she is an accomplished hostess!
Yeah, September 15th was once a very painful day!
Well...all I had was a backache and a thirst. I was dying to sneak a Coke, but they kept bringing me these little pills to desolve under my tongue and kept telling me to keep my mouth dry. Then, when I told my H I had to go potty really bad, went, did nothing, but found that I couldn't move once I got back to my bed, he noticed some ..er..spots on the floor and totally lost it. He went to the door and started screaming for a nurse. They came, took one look, loaded my butt up onto a gurney and started racing me down the hall....telling me to quit pushing and to pant like a dog. Once in the delivery room, they slapped this stinky mask over my face, and the next thing I knew, I had this bouncing baby boy! Piece of cake!
Is he married? Would he like to be a GIFT? Tell him not to worry about his hair. Neaksis is bald, too.
Sorry, he got remarried last October, plus he's got 3 kids, ages 9-14. And, since they are building their house, and have changed the dining room into a "guest" bedroom, I have a hunch there are plans for more than just guests for that room. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> That would make me 75 years old. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> No offense to anybody already 75, but I'm not prepared for that quite yet. It will come soon enough! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
That's why I'm fuming over not being able to reverse digits until the year 2010...when I will become 06 years old. Hope I don't have to start first grade all over again! LOL!
t It is vacation isn't it???? Or would it be only if.....(fill in the blank)!
only I were going alone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Between herding my dad, who doesn't like to be hurried, and my husband, who tends not to like anything very much, I'm thinking I'll spend the whole trip feeling a bit like a piece of particularly-delectable ham stuck between 2 slices of somewhat-belligerent bread! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Gotta go help HP help me. I'll be back later.
t&l
All I can say is if that labor was your idea of a piece of cake, I hope you never try to make a living as a confectioner! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
plus he's got 3 kids, ages 9-14.
And she's got 3 kids 11, 9, and 8. Nervous breakdown in a bag! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
the year 2010...when I will become 06 years old. Hope I don't have to start first grade all over again! LOL!
Frankly, I'm not sure they'd HAVE us again. Forewarned is forearmed! Unless you were an angelic child....... Of course, I was angelic, too, just of the sinister persuasion! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Happy birthday Neaksis! We all seem to be part of the family now.
Tell us what we're having for supper!
Well, before everybody comes trucking on over for leftovers, let me say one thing to you. V-E-G-E-T-A-R-I-A-N. The choices cuts of soy, fillet of gluten, and roast of textured vegetable protein.--laid out for your dining pleasure, Num-num! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> The other thing you should know is that birthdays are for favorite foods, not necessarily things that "go" together. Neaksis just makes up her special treats, and it's up the the individual eater to make a meal out of them. Tonight we had shish-kabobs (or as some kid once immortally named them, "shickabobs") with gluten, ahem,
steaks she made her herself, stuffed manicotti, pizza (ranch dressing instead of tomato sauce, onions, pineapple, and cheese), salad, garlic bread, vegetables, chocolate cake, and ice cream. Not necessarily balanced, but certainly filling. By the time I was done eating, the manicotti wasn't the only thing that was stuffed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
We had 2 guests from China to eat with us. They managed to survive both the food and the onslaught of children. We have a number of nurses at our hospital that were brought from foreign countries to work, primarily India and China. In L&D there are 4--3 Chinese and one Indian. There have been a number of doctors and nurses who have been unpleasant to them--from patronizing to downright rude. They make derogatory comments about their professional skills, snide remarks about their language abilities...which are significantly better than ours would be if we were trying to talk Chinese, that's for doggone sure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> It has annoyed me a lot to see how they have been treated in a number of instances, so I have been even more interested than I would've been otherwise in being their friend. I admire the courage that led them to travel around the world to try and practice their profession in another country, another language, another culture--without family, or friends, or anybody close to really support them. They are hard-working, always willing to help, dedicated to their patients' well-being, and sometimes amusing in their attempts to communicate! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> What's not to like? So they had a good time. At least I think they did. It was hard to see what they were thinking once they disappeared under the mob of children. (They each have one, left behind in China. One's daughter is 9, the other's 17.) 6 juveniles between 4 and 11 was a whopping lot of kids to absorb all at once!
I gave her a flute to replace hers that disappeared, and a Peruvian pan flute just because pan flutes have always intrigued me and they were on sale on eBay. I left Neak and Neaksis arm-wrestling over both flutes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Well, at least the gifts were popular!
Too much wild partying for such an old lady. I'm off to bed as soon as I get my clothes in the dryer. The Pool of Introspection will have to wait until a more fortuitous time for further exploration.
t&l
Happy birthday NeakSis!
I can't believe I left that out yesterday.
-AD
T&L,
OK, I understand that you left a lot out, and I'll leave it alone already.
Best wishes to your entire clan.
-AD
All I can say is if that labor was your idea of a piece of cake, I hope you never try to make a living as a confectioner!
Well, the actual birth process was quite easy for me. For some reason, I would skip from stage 1 of labor to actual delivery, so there were no hours and hours of screaming and hollering for me. Once I hit 5 cm, it would only be about 10 minutes before I got to 10 cm. When our DD was born, the nurse told the doc that he had plenty of time to go get a bite of lunch. DD was born by the time his elevator went down to the next floor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
After she was born, though, my pregnancies became high risk, and I lost all my babies. My last two deliveries were not a piece of cake because of that. The last one was especially difficult, but I think that is because of the PIT drip (and PIT is an accurate description of that!) instead of natural labor and because I had toxicplasmosis (is that what it's called? Infection in the amniotic sac, anyway.)
And she's got 3 kids 11, 9, and 8. Nervous breakdown in a bag!
Given the way my son's kids behaved until after he got custody, a nervous breakdown would be a given! I'll have all 4 grandkids spending the night tonight while my H is out of town, so look for me to be wearing a strait-jacket tomorrow! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Well, maybe it won't be too bad, as DD is also going to spend the night. I'm not too sure how much help she'll be, as she has to get up at 5 a.m. for work, so she'll likely conk out early.
Frankly, I'm not sure they'd HAVE us again. Forewarned is forearmed! Unless you were an angelic child....... Of course, I was angelic, too, just of the sinister persuasion!
Well, I always thought I was an angelic child, but my FIRST first grade teacher apparently didn't think so, as she tried to get me kicked out of school after only 2 weeks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And, back to you...I'm curious about something. Does your "Clam" ever seem to be more conversationally open with other women than he is with you? My H is, and that just bugs the holy you-know-what out of me.
Hi,
It's good to see you girls enjoying each others company.
I have wondered how you (Lady C) were doing. I keep wishing your H will get it - and I admire your patience.
T&L,
are you still keeping track of visits?
I claim some of them, when I came by and read, but didn't have time to post.
I can see AJ is a man of few words - either that, or he doesn't like to type. I hope he communicates well with Neak.
Tell me why Neaksis is single - Is it lack of opportunity, or is she being careful, or is it something else?
I can't imagine she is shy, but then, one never knows.
She's still young, she could be shy.
About Hawaii -
Are you hoping............. or dreading it?
Neutral?
On HP -
What's good about the man? What can you tell us about his strong points other than he had nice hair when you married him?
Neak, so glad you are feeling better these days.
Neaksis, happy belated birthday.
SS
I almost said AJ is a hunt-and-pecker, but perhaps it would be better to say he is of the hunt-and-peck school of typing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It is very painstaking work for him, although the computer typing program has gotten him near 15 wpm on several occasions. Generally, anything that can't be said in 1-2 Hemingway-size sentences is dictated through his personal typist. He much prefers other means of communication. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thank you for your kind wishes, and I am still feeling better. Not cured, but not wishing for death.
Last night was my first night alone, except I didn't end up being alone, exactly. We got home from the feast at almost 10pm yesterday. My exact words to the children were, "Ok, it's late. Go to the bathroom and get straight in bed."
They were very quiet while I talked to AJ, and when I hung up they were asleep in a little pile on the couch. Awwwwww. I covered them with blankets and went to bed.
Middle of the night, DD6, aka Peepee Princess (really - I did not just make that up) woke me up to inform me that she had had a post-celebration overflow. She had been sleeping on the end of the couch by poor DS8, who was not happy to be awakened when I dragged him out of the puddle of urine to make him take a shower. With trepidation, I did not kick them out of my bed when they crept in.
5:41am DS4 woke me. You can guess why. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So by the end of the night I had three freshly washed children in my bed, and one sorry couch waiting for me to get up. Now all my couch cushions are out in the sprinkler, my couch cover is in the washing machine, and my children are making glued tangles of colored popsicle sticks. What a great day.
>What a great day.
Trade me? I'll even settle for being pg for a day.
Hmmmmm. Good point. I'll be right back - I'm going to go thank them for peeing all over the couch. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I'll keep my day thank you.
No, that does not sound fun. Since I have never been pg, I don't know how much worse it is to do everything else and have those feelings too.
May your weekend be a good one.
Kimmy, looking for your thread.
SS
Aw, Neak! That's so tough about the kids having a peeing party while you were asleep! Not my idea of fun to have to get up in the middle of the night and clean up! You have my deepest sympathy. I would empathize with you, but I was very lucky that my two never, as I can recall, wet their beds. They were both dry at night before they were 2. HOWEVER, they still wore diapers to bed until they were almost 3...mostly because I was of the opinion, for a long time, that if I took their night-time diapers off, that would be the very night they would wet the bed. I can remember the night when DD finally told me, "No! I not wear didies no more. I a big girl. I use the potty!" Of course, when they fell asleep on the couch or the floor, I would steer them by the bathroom on the way to bed.
We did have one incident where our S, at age 4, was sleepwalking. I was sitting at the table, sewing, late one night. Here comes S, wandering into the kitchen. "Hi, honey! What are you doing up?" S said, "Hi, Mama." "Are you hungry?" No answer, although he was standing there on the other side of the bar, looking right at me. However, his gaze was so blank that I got up to see about him and discovered that he was peeing all over the kitchen cabinet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Anyway, nothing to do but let him finish, and then steer him back to bed. I had to clean the cabinet and floor, but at least he managed to keep himself dry!
Do y'all have a wet vac? I was thinking that one way you could help the couch cushions dry faster after you finish with the sprinkling would be to place each wet cushion inside a plastic garbage bag, insert the hose inside the bag with the sucking end against the cushion, tightly gather and hold the bag around the hose. Turn on the shop-vac, and let it suck all the water and air out of the cushion. If the cushion gets compacted really flat, you've done it right. Let the cushion finish drying in the sun.
And, don't be too upset with the kids. After all, you are having your 4th baby....and you may be in a slightly incontinent state later on...which is the pits, but almost a given when one is pregnant. If you don't want to wear Depends when that time comes, Maxipads work pretty well. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
If you don't want to wear either, be sure not to laugh, sneeze, or cough....especially if you're wearing pants. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I have wondered how you (Lady C) were doing. I keep wishing your H will get it - and I admire your patience.
Hi, SS!
Thank you for thinking of me. I'm doing OK. I'm still too broke to move out, but I do have a place to go. Sometimes, I think maybe God is making sure we stay broke so I'll stay with H. I really don't have much patience anymore. In fact, last night, I "went off" on H for getting an attitude and mouthing off at me. Yeah, I lovebusted, and didn't care one bit...still don't! Big difference now is that I no longer cry when we do cross words with each other.
By the end of the night, H was rubbing my neck and shoulder as he passed by...and proceeded to get a little amorous. OK, a lot amorous. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Then, today, I got a big, beautiful bouquet of real flowers for my birthday! I just about fell over! My H has sent flowers a few times for Valentine's Day and he has sent me artificial arrangements, but I can't remember his ever sending me real flowers for my birthday!
Anyway, I've been thinking about when we were first married, and would have fights, and then make mad, passionate love. I just wonder if my H might miss some of the fighting? On another thread, some folks were talking about the WS craving the "drama", and I'm wondering if my H needs some drama.
Oh, well, enough threadjacking...and back to t&l's regularly scheduled thread.
Hey, t&l! Wake up! Get over here and answer SS's question about what HP had going for him besides good hair! Inquiring minds want to know!
Aw, I wasn't upset, at least no more than rolling my eyes and muttering a bit. Humphle mumpher grumble.
Great, he just did it again, on MY bed this time. I was going to put a diaper on him tonight, just in case, but hadn't gone in and done it yet. The only good thing was he was lying on his sleeping bag at the time, which is where most of the, um, damage occurred. Sigh. Maybe I should buy stock in Tide.
are you still keeping track of visits?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> yes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Don't tell anybody!
I can see AJ is a man of few words
More than his dear FIL, that's for sure!
Tell me why Neaksis is single - Is it lack of opportunity, or is she being careful, or is it something else?
Hm-m-m-m. Self-induced lack of opportunity, maybe? At least that's how it started. She started taking care of her oldest adoptee when she was 17 and he was 1 year old, and gradually accumulated the other 2 as they were born, and their mother grew increasingly irresponsible. During the years that most girls are out dating and doing the social butterfly, she was dragging around a troop of toddlers--especially on the weekend. I believe I said it here a long time ago, but I'll repeat it anyway. Somebody else's ever-present little kids are NOT an aphrodisiac to your average young male, in looking for a girl, a date, a steady, or a wife.
Then, when the kids were 7, 5, and 4, and Neaksis was 22+, the full story of their abuse began to unfold, and she and I fought to become their legal guardians. I provided the financial backing for their upkeep, she did the physical care. I was, at least for a time, the buffer between her and her father's wrathful disapproval of what we were doing, and the stern authoritative figure of last resort, when it was needed. Once their parents parental rights were permanently severed about 2 yrs. ago, she was given first chance at adopting them. Everybody who came to interview her was initially against the adoption, since she's single, and only 16 yrs. older than the oldest. Every one of the disapprovers eventually, after watching her and the children together, recommended that the adoption be allowed to go forward. Before it was too late, she and I talked (for the umpteenth time) about what adopting them would mean to her, and that having these children, with all their consequences of abuse, might mean that she couldn't marry and have children of her own. To her, it was very simple. She loved them. Even while they "belonged" to their mother, they still spent nearly 2/3 of their time with her. She was unable to turn her back on them and walk away, so she chose to become their adoptive mother, in full awareness of the possible costs to other plans for her future she might have had.
Now, in addition to the lack of opportunity (if you think toddlers are a put-off, try a bunch of kids approaching puberty!), there is now a great deal of caution that would have to be brought to an introduction of any man into this household. The girl has serious, panicky issues with strange men in the house. Even her own biodad spending one night on a visit subsequently caused weeks of outbursts and anxiety. So, it'd have to be an incredibly special man to accept these children as part of the package, as well as to be worth all the upheaval that would occur should he marry Neaksis and move in with them.
She once interested Charred and Broiled, but then he met the Charbroiler, who is exotic, alluring, sexy, provocative...and was twice-divorced at the time. However, she's the one I said before had a bombshell cover, but contained a horror tale. Unfortunately, he didn't discover this before it was too late. There was another nice man around here that was interested in her. (Didn't I tell this already?) He is divorced from his adulterous wife, and has custody of their two boys...one with autism, and the other with a seizure disorder. (These are the two boys that made AJ's total # of kids the other day come to 8.) I really like him, but I discouraged the relationship (not that she wasn't the one who made the decision, just in case you're thinking I forced her to bend to my will!) because of the impossible difficulties of combining those 2 families into a cohesive unit. So many behavioral problems, so little time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> There wouldn't have been any time for the 2 of them to actually have a relationship with each other, for all that it would've taken to deal with everybody's behavioral issues. It was hard for me to see that any amount of romance could be enough to compensate for that much incredibly hard work! So, that's why Neaksis is single. She told me, "When DS#3 is 18, I'll only be 37. That wouldn't be too old, would it?"
Actually, these kids, their biological parents, and Neaksis are another whole episode of the Saga, and I often feel very guilty about what has happened to her life because I got involved with prison ministries (to compensate for my prison story from earlier in the Saga), and ended up helping out several parolees (including the kids' ex-Satanist, habitual felon father) by giving them a home with our family. But that's a different chapter......
About Hawaii -
Are you hoping............. or dreading it?
Neutral?
Yes.
I'll talk about HP later. It's almost 9PM. I'm 20 minutes from home. My brain is dead after a day spent at the computer. And Neaksis wants me to accompany her on the piano so she can play her new flute. Besides, I'm getting tired of listening to her whine about how long I'm taking. "What are you writing, anyway, the great American novel? Just call me Ishmael." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> She's better with the volume off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Or maybe you could see if t&l could get you some of those thin blue pads they put on hospital beds underneath the patients?
Naturally, she should find out how much she'd have to pay for them; but, she should get a better rate than what hospitals charge insurance companies for them!
Great, he just did it again, on MY bed this time. I was going to put a diaper on him tonight, just in case, but hadn't gone in and done it yet.
You and your creature comforts!!!! I suppose this means that your posting your sister's picture is out of the question?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis apologizes for not listening to you when you said to limit them to one slice of watermelon each at supper. She suggests you diaper the Princess PeePee, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> At least we know the Dervish contains more than just a dust devil.
t&l
I had at least 10 diapers left, but one of the princesses may have packed them in some kind of cleaning frenzy, wanting to use the little box for their own sinister purposes.
This is ridiculous! She'd better be sorry, too, because I WAS NOT KIDDING about only one slice of watermelon.
I don't know what the Dervish's problem is, but maybe he had been drinking out of the hose again. Peepee Princess was originally continent through the night well before the age of 2. Just after her second birthday we went on our trip to PEI and didn't even take any 'just in case' diapers. But then around 2 1/2 she started to wet the bed again shortly after Neaksis' kids began to molest her and DS8. (I may have blabbed part of the story out of turn, but there it is.) She has been almost entirely dry the last year or so, but at the party last night there was so much free-flowing sparkly apple juice that she overfilled her tiny tanks. There may even have been watermelon, too, but since I didn't eat any I don't remember for sure.
Oh, and until the diapers turned up missing, yes I was planning to shield them both. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Neaksis has already learned a song on the pan flute! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> It was incredibly cool. Except for the part about making me transpose MY part into HER key, instead of us all just playing from the music, like we were supposed to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
And yes, Neak, we were using the more generic, ambiguous term "abuse." Right up until now. Let's go back to it, OK? Is that really when the bedwetting started? I didn't know that.
t&l
P.S. I'm signing off and heading for home and bed (hopefully without a lecture for spending the evening on this side of the lake instead of my own "lovely" home!). See you tomorrow.
Yes.
You say so much with so few words. I see how it is, or at least, I think I do. (SS chuckles.)
We do have 8, and I do identify with the things kids do. (SS chuckles again.) I can tell you stories about twins, but then, you would know, having so many so young.
It's a shame we men are so stupid when we are young. (speaking for myself, the rest of you may have been smart.) What neaksis is doing would make her more attractive to someone that knew what we are here for, not less attractive.
He would have to know he was up to it though, and not many under 25 would know that about themselves. At 27 a few would.
I do not know what the future will bring, but I have hope it will be good. Especially for your family.
SS
Yes.
You say so much with so few words. I see how it is, or at least, I think I do. (SS chuckles.)
I think I'm ambivalent...but I'm not sure! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes.
We had already lost the Dry-eeDry-ee Princess for some months before we found out why. Because of the, er, abuse, that is.
Better be thinking of a good excuse to give me tomorrow for why, after all these HOURS on the MB board, you didn't get your sister's pictures posted! You're a creative writer. You can do it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Thank you to all who wished me a happy birthday. Indeed it was!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Obviously I inherited more than just my good looks from my mom!
Obviously I inherited more than just my good looks from my mom!
And that "more" would be, exactly? You seem to have inherited your gift of gab from your dad! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. You have just read the Reader's Digest Condensed Virgin of her excited utterances at all the birthday wishes! I guess she thought I
meant it when I said she was better with the "sound" off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Or maybe you could see if t&l could get you some of those thin blue pads they put on hospital beds underneath the patients?
Are those what the pet stores sell as Puppy Pads?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />I meant my superfluous use of emoticons!!!!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis,
You are one of God's Special Angels on earth. Your children are Blessed to have you for their mother.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />I meant my superfluous use of emoticons!!!!!
I have NO idea what you're talking about! You have confused me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So what kind of emoticons would your dad use if he were writing? Hmm-m-m-m-m-m....Probably little round yellow (white would be better) circles with no expressions on them at all. Used sparingly, too, no doubt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. What were you doing up so late? I thought YOU were going to sleep, too, after ]b\I[/b] left your house to come home and go DIRECTLY to bed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I never heard of puppy pads before. My vote is to just give 'em pillows and let 'em bed down in the tub. Or one in the tub, and the other strapped to the toilet so (s)he doesn't fall off during the night.
Well, I'm off to children's church to see the little angels perform. Wish they were always at home the way they are up in front of the congregation! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That's IT? That's your excuse?!!!!!!!!! Oh, alright.I accept. XX to you too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I take it since you're online, your grandpa us is dilly-dallying again. Do I need to come over and light a fire?
t&l
He's shaving. And that's not my excuse, the battery is. That's my clamoticon.
Oh. No kisses for you, then, either. And that's a pretty good name for them. Why don't we think of some more? And by "we", I mean "you", of course! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
* *
^
(This would be 'swept away by great clamotion'
If you're going to emote in Clam, you will have to include a dictionary or an intepreter. Not a thesaurus--too many words. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, now that I'm done with breakfast I guess I'll go put another coat on my toenails.
But they all mean:
...........................................
Well, now that I'm done with breakfast I guess I'll go put another coat on my toenails.
You wouldn't think one elderly gentleman would have so many whiskers on his face! You could probably dye your hair, too, and still have time for a perm. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
But they all mean:
...........................................
Thank you for the clarification. Even I don't speak Clamoticon! I have farther to go than you do, so I'm leaving now. Well, right after I get out of my pj's and get dressed. No use trying to amuse me any more this morning. At least on the computer. But we could always embarrass your sister by misbehaving in church (for a change), if somebody does something funny!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And a wax, and a facial, and a footrub, and a whoopin' for a rebellious small fry, and and and.
I never heard of puppy pads before.
Well, puppy pads are those little plastic-backed sheets that you put down for paper-training puppies. Supposedly, they're supposed to be treated with some sort of chemical to induce puppies to do their business there instead of on the carpet. I tried using that so that Lacey wouldn't pee all over the kitchen (I had already blocked her off from the only remaining carpeted room in the house!). Didn't work.
I don't know what the pads I'm talking about are called. I just know that they are usually blue and used in hospitals to protect the bed sheets from leaky patients. Don't tell me that the hospitals in my poor lil' backward step-child of a state have something that the hospitals in the great, progressive. enlightened, and ultra-modern state of California don't have! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Don't forget TarBabyicons either!!
I might have to go up and get the book and get started...but I owe SS a story!
Never a dull moment on this thread.
*<(:-)>
I got that one from 2long.
Maybe it has too much for a clam.
Church was good?
SS
The pads are called chux. As a parent of a special needs kid I can tell you I am well versed in "pads". LOL And yus I live in CA so we do have them here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It's a shame we men are so stupid when we are young. (speaking for myself, the rest of you may have been smart.)
Unlikely. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Don't tell me that the hospitals in my poor lil' backward step-child of a state have something that the hospitals in the great, progressive. enlightened, and ultra-modern state of California don't have! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
FF is right about the name, although now economizing hospitals buy generic Chux, and they're simply called "pads." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> There are the smallish blue ones, the middle-sized blue ones, and the super-size salmon colored ones. Doesn't really matter. However large or small those stupid pads are, however carefully or strategically you position them, however much of the bed you cover for protection, rest assured your patient will manage to find the one place the pad does NOT cover and leak, spray, ooze upon, or otherwise emit some noxious bodily substance so that the sheets are dirty and need to be changed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes I think they should make sheets out of linoleum so everything could just be hosed down. It would certainly be easier. And quicker, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Hello, Smidgen. Feel free to browse in the feminine hygiene products aisle. No purchase required. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
On her birthday, when Neaksis was making the gluten "steaks" for shickabobs, apparently she sampled a little too freely of her product before it was cooked. By the time we all arrived for dinner, she was feeling a little, um, bloated, and not quite as hungry as the rest of us. Two days later, it doesn't seem that the gluten has budged a whole lot. It's just sort of lingering around in her tummy, kinda like a dead armadillo. I didn't know this until we got to church this morning, and she came up to me and whispered, "Mama, I think I'm suffering the effects of gluteny!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Everybody better be doggone amused by her pun, because she really wasn't that enthused about having an anecdote regarding her gastrointestinal functions, or the lack thereof, put on the internet until I convinced her the play on words was funny enough to be worth it. (Under ordinary circumstances, Neaksis likes to pretend like she doesn't HAVE any bodily functions! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />) Ha.
t&l
And, back to you...I'm curious about something. Does your "Clam" ever seem to be more conversationally open with other women than he is with you? My H is, and that just bugs the holy you-know-what out of me.
Yes and no. (Is that man EVER uncomplicated? Yes and no! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) HP is perfectly capable of making acceptable social conversation with women in normal social settings. He's also capable of sitting there like a great lump, too, depending on which mood has struck him at the moment. He can be humorous, interested/interesting, intellectual, or something else that the situation requires. This doesn't bother me, since I'm generally off chatting somebody up myself.
What bothered me fairly recently, which I mentioned here at the time, was when he told the lady at his job how much he appreciated her hard work and how grateful he was...and how thankful SHE was for someone to thank her when nobody ever did, blah, blah, blah, then he came home and told ME the whole story with such pleasure in the good he accomplished. This from a man who disapproves of almost everything I do, who has trouble getting out a thank you for me that isn't pried loose from him with a crowbar, and who knows that his lack of appreciation for the things I do really bothers me. A lot. That interaction with another female bit, I have to confess. I don't know if he told me on purpose for its irritation effect, or if he really didn't make a connection between the two. Haven't tried to figure it out either. Just acknowledged briefly that it made me really unhappy, and then let it go for good. (Except for dragging it out into the forum for inspection just once more! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
I can't imagine him seeking a real relationship with another live woman. Anything is possible, I guess, but the effort involved would be foreign to him. He'd have to actually make meaningful talk with somebody, who would expect to know what he thinks and, gasp,
feels!!! It just seems unlikely to me, at least at this point in his life. If he were going to do it, I think he would've done it sooner. Of course, now watch him go off the deep end and surprise me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And in my case still waiting for an answer from my father as to whether or not he's coming here to visit in 2 weeks!!!
I guess you'll find out when he shows up at your doorstep. Or not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, I understand that you left a lot out, and I'll leave it alone already.
AD--not trying to keep you from expressing an opinion. REALLY! I just don't know if I could bear the burden of knowing that "getting" me ruined one man's life, and losing me "saved" another's. If that were truly the case, then ignorance definitely remains the best way to go!
t&l
The way the story came to me, he was outside trying to catch wasps for his cousin's bug collection........by urinating on them.
Hope he didn't pi$$ the wasp off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Hate to have him get stung THERE!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hope Neaksis is better
Sorry I was "out" last night, but I read your thread until the moment I left <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I told you WH never said much and even less about the A, so don't think that HP can't surprise you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I don't think he has to say much to OW, she's prorbably not interested in him saying anything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> just needs him to listen to her complain. Afterall, she's a predator OW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Unfoertunately he seems to like that. Go figure!
OK, I understand that you left a lot out, and I'll leave it alone already.
AD--not trying to keep you from expressing an opinion. REALLY! I just don't know if I could bear the burden of knowing that "getting" me ruined one man's life, and losing me "saved" another's. If that were truly the case, then ignorance definitely remains the best way to go!
t&l
T&L,
I was afraid that I would be unable to express what I was trying to say well enough to avoid giving the impressing which I have apparently given, but heartened by your general tolerance of me all the same.
I want to say that I very much respect your position of not "ratting" on HP about his faults other than the frustration you feel at not being able to communicate with him at the level which you desire. That you have real "dirt" on him, but withhold telling us about it, while freely exposing your own misdeeds, says a lot about your character.
Your current actions and mode of life make it very clear that you are a wise lady. I don't even begin to imagine that I could teach you anything about anything.
I certainly didn't intend to say (and don't believe) that you, all on your own, turned HP into the great clam, while sparing TSYTWY from some awful personality-disgiguring transformation.
I realize that I'm still not able to clearly express what troubles me about your attitude toward HP and TSYTWY. If it comes to me, I'll post it.
-AD
I decided it was time to change the title of this thread once again .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> and guess what ??? the time has *expired* for me to edit my first post whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I titled this particular post with my creation, so all ya'll could enjoy it .... I'm really sad about this <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> coz I thought the title was due for a remodel...... whaaaaaaaaaa <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm really sad about this <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> coz I thought the title was due for a remodel...... whaaaaaaaaaa <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hello, hello, hello! Long time no hear! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Dare we ask what the new title would have been, if it could have been? Or is it better not to know? As far as I'm concerned,, even though the title <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />'d my eyes out on stalks the first time I saw it, over time I've gotten rather fond of the feminine hygiene products label, and I think I would have missed it if it had gone away.
There definitely isn't another title like it at MB, that's for sure! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Look to the top of THIS post....
Can't say for sure. Didn't hear any massive explosions across the lake last night. If not better this morning, at least wiser!! Now she knows not to eat raw gluten! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sorry I was "out" last night,
Why? I just hope you had a good time. For MY good time, I had the satisfaction of being right to a Dr. at my new job that dislikes me because I'm "new," although in an older sort of way. He gives all the new people a hard time, but that doesn't make me like it any better. He's got this whole macho thing going, and I wasn't subservient enough, especially when I told him (in answer to his complaint that I hadn't put the under-buttocks drape under his pt. FOR HIM before delivery) that I was used to physicians who were slightly more self-sufficient than that!! So when I told him the pt. looked like she had a placental abruption, he ignored me and didn't do anything about it but keep her monitored to make sure the baby was "OK." With abruptions, women have contractions in waves like the tide coming in...so the pt. delivered during the night a lot faster than most first-timers do. When the baby came out, followed by a cascade of bloody amniotic fluid, he did have the grace to say, "Well, I guess she DID have an abruption." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> No, really?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I told you WH never said much and even less about the A, so don't think that HP can't surprise you!
I'm not trying to say he's immune to temptation. Who is? But really, the effort of socializing and courting and being "on" instead of lying in bed in front of the TV all evening just makes it seem less likely than other things. I could see him wringing my neck easier than I could see him put so much of himself into wooing anybody ever again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Unfoertunately he seems to like that. Go figure!
Can't. Gave up trying to figure out men. They're written in some kind of code, I think, and I haven't cracked it yet.
t&l
Look to the top of THIS post....
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> LOL until I coughed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
You've been over visiting Sally's Plandemonium, haven't you? That was quite a little party she had going for awhile, then apparently everybody got cybersnookered and went to sleep, and I was left, sober and alone, to deal with the bleeding pt.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
but heartened by your general tolerance of me all the same.
I'm not tolerating anybody. I
like everybody who posts on this site. You all brighten up my life considerably with your humor, your interest, your presence.
Ergo, I LIKE you--apparently enough that that doofy Graycloud said we were <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> "flirting" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> a few weeks ago on your own thread. If I could tolerate your response to him that (paraphrasing) this was impossible because I was too
old for you, I can certainly tolerate anything else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
says a lot about your character.
If my character were all that great, I wouldn't even have hinted about it. Now THAT would be true nobility. But it was so hard to tell the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid without some mention of it, and in the end I said enough to try and make it make at least a little sense.
I don't even begin to imagine that I could teach you anything about anything.
Is there a polite way to say this? Probably not. Oh, well.
Don't be silly. The wisest people in the world are those who can learn something from anybody and everybody, NOT the people who think they can't be taught, or don't need it. So of course you could teach me. Well, except for one thing,anyway. I do know that you can't teach me anything about home maintenance and roofing that I can't learn from the men in my own family! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I certainly didn't intend to say (and don't believe) that you, all on your own, turned HP into the great clam, while sparing TSYTWY from some awful personality-disgiguring transformation.
Thanks. I'm relieved to hear it.
I realize that I'm still not able to clearly express what troubles me about your attitude toward HP and TSYTWY. If it comes to me, I'll post it.
There's REALLY something that troubles you about it? Sorry to hear that. Maybe it will resolve itself by the end of the Saga. Or maybe it will take you 30+ years, like it did me, to come to grips with the whole thing. That would be excessive, though, I think! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Well, if you think of it let me know. Maybe it's something that I need to consider, too. Although I hope not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I titled this particular post with my creation, so all ya'll could enjoy it ....
Well at least I answered my own question about how much attention people pay to the title changes on the different threads. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> My excuse for asking a question this morning that had already been answered was that I'd been up all night, and was so tired I had to nap by the side of the road for a few minutes so I could finish the drive home. What's theirs? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l, having been sprinkled with fairy dust and sand (the Sandman and Tinkerbell got in a BIG fight overhead a few minutes ago), is off to sleep at last! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l,
I'm befuddled here....WHO are you talking to in your 11:41 am post?
I got lost somehow - and it seems important to know. I'll try to go back and see....but in the meantime if you're still awake if you're so inclined - just TELL me!
Edited to add - it was AD right?
Well, mine says 9:41, but I can't get the clock right on this board, so I'm sure that's it, and it was AD. And yes, I'm still awake. Went into online banking and stopped by MB on my way to the logout click............ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Neak's got mice. Can you spare a trap? Somebody needs to kill my mouse so I can get some sleep!!
t&l
I'm waiting unitl the saga is over too. Not for the story - good read though it is, but for the insight it gives. Still missing a few peices of the puzzle, but it's taking shape.
Hope all your family is well and happy today. Clam included.
SS
If I could tolerate your response to him that (paraphrasing) this was impossible because I was too old for you, I can certainly tolerate anything else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Oh why do I bother trying to be diplomatic!? LOL.
You really got me laughing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Look, I coulda said that my present wife (for 8 more days) is a half-year younger than your younger daughter, but that would also have been a pugelistic circumnavigation of the diminutive woody (but presidential) vegetation.
I don't even begin to imagine that I could teach you anything about anything.
Is there a polite way to say this? Probably not. Oh, well.
Now don't get the wrong idea here. The futility of me teaching you anything, derives from the fact that that my small collection of bits of wisdom is but a tiny subset of that which you already possess, and not on any other possible explanation, LOL.
More seriouly, wisdom comes from taking action, making mistakes and learning from them. I have lived a mostly quiet and relatively inactive life - having fewer wisdomogenitive opportunites.
Oh, well. Don't be silly. The wisest people in the world are those who can learn something from anybody and everybody, NOT the people who think they can't be taught, or don't need it. So of course you could teach me.
That you, could learn even from an empty-headed dolt (if one happened by), goes without saying. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
-AD
Well look at that!
8000 Views!
-AD
Well look at that!
8000 Views!
-AD
I know. I'm stunned. Will be on later tonight during my break, I hope. I'm charge nurse tonight and it's been busy up till now, but is beginning to slow down now that we've got the 2 potential C-sections delivered by the more conventional exit! The Kaiser MD was going to section one, but I asked him to give us a little more time so I could go and work with the other nurse and the pt. He said, OK, but I've decided to section her. When he came in to deliver her via the "normal" route, he said, "Would you go push with the other one now, too?" The Magic Wand of Delivery. It doesn't always work, but when you whack 'em with it hard enough, a lot of times it does! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I don't like C-sections. Too stuffy under that mask. So over the years I've become highly motivated to learn how to avoid one wherever possible. Tonight was a good and lucky night.
Back later, especially for YOU, AD. Talking risque on the feminine hygiene products thread, indeed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Don't tell me I've got everybody else counting, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hope all your family is well and happy today. Clam included. SS
You know, sometimes I wonder if he's EVER happy, or just variations of gray. I think it must be hard to go through life so difficult to please that other people are
always disappointing to you with their failures to meet your high expectations. To be so sure of the essential "rightness" of your own position, and so unable to bend, that you spend your lifetime frustrated because everybody else is wrong, and you're right, and they're taking so long to admit it...and they're NEVER going to admit it because
you're not always right! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Pant. Pant. I have a friend at work who's that way, and our unit manager is as well. They are always unhappy and frustrated with other people...who insist on doing things the "wrong" way, which individuals are also often ungrateful when kindly "wise ones" give them correction and advice. And they just don't understand why this should be so. Uncomfortable people to be around, but a sad way to live, nevertheless.
t&l
but that would also have been a pugelistic circumnavigation of the diminutive woody (but presidential) vegetation.
My train of thought was so derailed by the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> of AD being racy on the MB board that I was unable to decipher your wit until Neak explained it to me while I was on the way to work. I'm not sure what it says about HER mind that she was able to figure it out so easily, either! "Diminutive"? TMI, AD, TMI. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
More seriouly, wisdom comes from taking action, making mistakes and learning from them. I have lived a mostly quiet and relatively inactive life - having fewer wisdomogenitive opportunites.
So basically you're saying that my wisdomogenetive opportunities have been maximized by a life of perpetual screwups? Master of mistakes? (I was going to say mistress, but it sounded odd.) Baroness of Blunders? Empress of Errors? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> (Just for you, since you like this emoticon so much!) I never! Well, at least not in the last few minutes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
that you, could learn even from an empty-headed dolt (if one happened by), goes without saying. -AD
I have GOT to get better reading glasses. I thought you said "empty-headed doll," and thought to myself, " <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />? Aren't they all?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm glad I made you laugh. As D-day approaches, and most likely after it passes, too, you're going to need some humor to lighten the dark. Laughing doesn't make anybody's problems go away, but it does let you set them aside for a few moments, and sometimes they feel lighter for awhile after you have to pick them back up again. Take care.
t&l
If you read the People magazine featuring Katrina and its aftermath, you won't miss anything if you skip this post. This is the Condensed, Digested Virgin Reader edition anyway (must've met some of Sally's flesh-eating chitons!). I have lots of L&D stories, after all these years, but this one brought tears to my eyes, and made it into my list of Most Difficult Labor Experiences of All Time..
The woman in the story was expecting her second child at any time, and she and her 4-year old son had moved to stay with a friend of hers, also godmother to her child, so that there would be someone to care for him when she went into labor. Katrina struck, and as the apartment building they were in filled with water, and rose towards the 2nd story, she began to have labor pains and realized that she was going to deliver. Her friend and her child were both unable to swim, so she went out a window of the 2nd floor apartment, and while her little boy begged her not to go away and leave him, jumped into the flood waters, and while laboring, swam 3 blocks to a bridge where she could be rescued and taken to a hospital. The magazine has a picture of her with the new baby, and big brother, too, so it had a happy ending to it...but it certainly gave me a view (from a new angle) of all our pampered American mamas, with their special pillows, mood music, birthing balls, doulas, narcotics, epidurals, blankets fresh from the warmer, ice water, blah, blah, blah. There was a woman of genuine, unshakeable determination, and true grit. Mothers are a hardy breed, if they have to be, and she did. And she was.
t&l
T&L - It reminds me of the story of the Australian woman in the Tsunami, who was in the water with a baby and a 5 year old. The waves kept hitting them, and she knew she had to hold the baby who couldn't swim. She pried her 5 year old's fingers loose from her hand, and let him go.
It had a happy ending too. The 5 year old got to a piece of floating furniture.
Just goes to show what we women are made of. All of this infidelity stuff is just a bump in the road.
Just goes to show what we women are made of. All of this infidelity stuff is just a bump in the road.
And past infidelity, if you look behind you in the road at that flat thing left behind your tracks, you can see just what the bump is made of, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> We're women. We survive.
t&l, who is reallytrulythistimeImeanit going to bed!
Seems quiet this afternoon.
Hmmm,
SS walks down the hall, and shuts the door behind him.
T&L's emergency flesh-eating chiton removal service
I'm blowing snot!Hey t&l! Thought I'd bop on over and what do I see? Brilliant! Jays. So this is where Pepperband hangs..... Pep you avoiding me or WHAT?!? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Strong women. Yop. My family is x-dominant. I figure my mum is rolling over that I've painted myself into this corner..... Don't go rolling eyes - If she'd only stop rolling and do SOMETHING helpful with that spiritual plane, I'd shut up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The party is ongoing until I either get a real job! Come on back. Bring friends. And bring some men. I can hardly believe it but I think I might be ready to interact with men a little more again. Albeit virtually!
Sally
P.S. Don't tell me I've got everybody else counting, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Not only counting, but plumping the pillow, so to speak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Seems quiet this afternoon.
Hmmm,
SS walks down the hall, and shuts the door behind him.
Occasionally I must take a break from the frolic along the feminine hygiene products aisle to work and sleep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Not only counting, but plumping the pillow, so to speak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I THOUGHT my pillows were phlughghier than usual lately! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I just read the title "8000 Views of T&L". It sounds like something a fly would see with those multi-faceted eyes they have! Scary. I'll keep my swatter close by.
I think it was SS, but I don't have time to go back and read through looking for the exact question if I want to finish this before my break is over. We had patients in every nook and cranny tonight earlier, including one waiting in the hallway in a wheelchair until we could find a place for her to lie down. It has since mellowed out and I got to take a break (because I got both my ladies Delivered and Ditched in a timely fashion), but there's no way tonight that I can linger over the keyboard or I'll be attacked by irate nurses who also want their breaks and can't leave until I come back!
The question was about what attracted me to HP in the first place, although there may have been more to it. Before I answer I want to say that I hope by now at least most of you can believe that if I wanted to "make up" answers that are palatable, pleasant, or politically-correct, I've got enough "gab" in me to do it...and to probably make them sound reasonable, too. So when I tell you things from my past that don't make me look good, or sound silly/irrational/stupid, it's because I'm telling the truth about it...even if the truth is uncomplimentary to me, or silly/irrational/stupid. One example of this was quite awhile back when somebody asked me why I plotted to kill my husband instead of just getting a divorce, and when I said it was because I didn't want to ruin my reputation, certain skepticism was implied. Sorry. That was really the reason. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> If I were going to concoct a false answer, I certainly could have come up with something more flattering to me than THAT! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The sad fact of the matter is that I'm not sure I ever really loved HP back when we met and married. I loved the idea of somebody claiming they loved me. I loved the attention. I loved the idea of getting married (as opposed to the actual condition of being married, which didn't turn out to be so hot!). But basically, as I've said here and there ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, Neak) on the thread, from my point of view, the main reasons we got married were: (1) He asked me. (MS didn't.) (2) I wanted children, and he was my ticket to that consumingly all-important destination. (3) I experienced great guilt over the fact that I had allowed myself to be pressured into premarital sex and felt that I had to "make an honest woman" of myself. (Not that this absolves him from the [close your eyes, girls, and skip a sentence or two] intense pressure that was brought to bear on me, but I am the one who ultimately opened the door, metaphorically speaking, and said yes). Solid foundations indeed upon which to build a durable relationship! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I also mentioned before that I was attracted by his infectious laugh, and how the little children loved him. I certainly appreciate the exquisite irony of now being married to a man who seldom laughs, and who can only tolerate children in limited doses. There is also a great deal of irony in remembering how I basked in his attention back in those days. Now I consider it a successful day when he doesn't pay any attention to me at all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, we're doing a C-section for twins 10 wks. who are premature, so I guess I'll have to quit having fun and make myself useful. Will try to finish the Saga this week, and then I'll draw my conclusions and lessons...which I do very well for somebody with no artistic ability whatsoever! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
At last another paragraph! Thank you! Looking forward to the rest.
I always thought that most people probably get married for the exactly the same reasons you stated except maybe they do feel they are in love. So I believe you.
t&l,
I believe you too. I'm not questioning you here - but I have to say I'm surprised about the "guilt". Maybe it was because of your upbringing....but those times were the 60's right? Free & easy sex for most right?
One of the reasons lots of people come to read is that many of the things discussed are common to nearly all of us.
You are honest about your feeings, many read and agree but don't come out and discuss their own past, or admit having the same feelings.
It's interresting the things I think of as I visit here. Lessons I have learned, comments I would like to make. I hold my tongue until you are finished, and I get more insight as I go along. However, none of my thoughts may be new to you, you seem to understand pretty well what is going on.
Well, mostly I am talking to myself. I should'nt do that on your thread.
Greetings to everyone, It's another beautiful day in heaven today. Lets see if we can make some of that our own.
SS
t&l,
I believe you too. I'm not questioning you here - but I have to say I'm surprised about the "guilt". Maybe it was because of your upbringing....but those times were the 60's right? Free & easy sex for most right?
I told Pep here once a long time ago I was a child
in the 60s, not
of the 60s. I've been kissed by 4 different males in my life (you know what kind I mean!). The first was when I was 14 and a senior backed me up against the concrete wall and stuck his tongue down approximately to my colon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Put me off my feed for weeks, that did! (Ironically he's now a minister and I met him a couple of years ago at a Hawaiian Mission reunion, not willingly, but listening to him tell of his own journey from rebellion to faith gave me a whole new image of him to remember instead of the one that had been stuck in my craw <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> for so many years.) The second was when I was 19, and said yes to the marriage proposal from the Spreader of Nectar Amongst the Many Blossoms of the Garden. And when he kissed me, I swear the only thought that went through my mind was, "I hope MS never finds out about this." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> The 3rd was when I was 21 and was from MS himself. Oddly enough, this is NOT a pleasant memory for me because the estrangement between us was painfully obvious by then, and a kiss made it worse, not better, because it felt to me so much more like anger than love. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> The 4th was Mr. HP himself, and we all know where THAT led to. And that's it--the story of my flamboyant romantic swath through those youthful years. So don't be telling ME about the 60s! I managed to live through them without ever once participating in any of the rebellions they had to offer. I didn't know it at the time, but apparently I was saving my rebelliousness for the 70s and 80s. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
except maybe they do feel they are in love.
I thought I was in love, too, right up until the wedding started and I went, " <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />!"
t&l
Let me say this about that...
As an addendum to the whole guilt issue. I realize that sexual purity is generally not valued in today's society, even by a lot of Christians. It may surprise you to know, given what has been discussed here, and the humor I find in so many weird things, that I still believe what I was taught when I was young...my many failures notwithstanding. Life has tested my theory. Some parts have held. Some have not. That particular one is still a very strong part of my beliefs. But back then, all I had was theory. And it was a very lofty, noble, elevated one of maidenly purity and manly self-control. When I failed to live up to my own dreams, my sense of self-betrayal and loathing was every bit as intense and dark as my former goals had had once seemed bright and attainable. That was a very not-good time for me, and the aftermath of those months has sent long, deep, far-reaching shadows down over the many years of this marital relationship.
I'm not interested in getting into an argument with anybody over the legitimacy of Biblical standards of morality, and what sex should be like for the Christian. I AM willing to say that I am convinced that if you believe--truly believe--that something is right, you need to live up to it with all your heart. I also believe that nobody has the right to try and pressure another person into abandoning truly-held spiritual beliefs, either. There is a price to pay in self-respect when you fail to be faithful to your own core. And it doesn't just have to be about sex.
Remember that the next time you are lured to cut corners somewhere, or give in "just a little" and fudge something that you know is wrong. If you make this your practice, piece by piece (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />) you will chip away at who you are, until what is left is a person totally unrecognizable to you. And one you probably won't much like, either.
t&l
I hold my tongue until you are finished.
I guess I'd better hurry, then. If you've been holding your tongue all this time, your hand is probably getting pretty slobbery by now. Get yourself a towel, dry off, and speak up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, mostly I am talking to myself. I should'nt do that on your thread.
Well, if you're talking to yourself, why I am listening to you?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> The only rule on this thread is that the other thread's rules don't apply here. I'm not only an iconoclast, but an anarchist as well. Resist authority! Storm the Bastille! Oops. Wrong century... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
One of the reasons lots of people come to read is that many of the things discussed are common to nearly all of us.
I agree with you, which is one of the reasons I've dragged the Saga out for such public consumption. If our experiences and struggles are common to each other, then the lessons I have learned from my many "wisdomogenitive" experiences should be able also to provide a common benefit...hopefully without somebody else having to actually make the same mistakes that I did learning the lessons in the first place. When I was a kid, I could never be warned in advance. I always had to try it to see if it would REALLY work that way. Surely everybody in the world isn't that dumb! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> If anybody here can avoid a blunder by seeing it in action in the Saga, and thereby prevent themselves from suffering unnecessary <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />, or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />, or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />, or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />, or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />--hey, more power to you! Glad I could help. I'll be the designated sufferer, and all you guys avoid my footsteps like the PLAGUE!!!!!!!!
I should go to bed. It was a supremely-horrendous night at work. We had only 6 deliveries, but 3 of them were mine. We had 22 pts. come through the door during the shift, and still had 12 of them left on the board when the day shift walked through the door. It's always a bad sign when the preceeding shift leaps upon you with kisses, and little cries of ecstasy, when you arrive to relieve them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I'm SO ready for bed this morning. Tonight will come entirely too soon for me!
t&l
I should go to bed. It was a supremely-horrendous night at work. We had only 6 deliveries, but 3 of them were mine. We had 22 pts. come through the door during the shift, and still had 12 of them left on the board when the day shift walked through the door.
My DIL is due this Saturday.
She, son, and grandaughter came to dinner last night, and she seemed to be doing really well, all things considered.
She is taller than most girls, I think that helps. Seems to have more room.
Surely everybody in the world isn't that dumb!
Sometimes I wonder.
I think I was that dumb - and some days.........
Sweet dreams T&L, sweet dreams.
And tell me, what would sweet dreams be for you?
SS
t&l,
Ooooops!!!!!
"I told Pep here once a long time ago I was a child in the 60s, not of the 60s."
Hmmmm....sorry about that - I think I gave you a promotion or something!
You said...
"I AM willing to say that I am convinced that if you believe--truly believe--that something is right, you need to live up to it with all your heart. I also believe that nobody has the right to try and pressure another person into abandoning truly-held spiritual beliefs, either. There is a price to pay in self-respect when you fail to be faithful to your own core. "
I'm soooo trying to teach my children this...when at their ages it is sooo about peer acceptance!
And I'm glad this thread is EXACTLY the way it is...it's non-conforming - no wonder I feel at home here!
Only problem is my husband uses the well known ancedote when he speaks of me that "I will never allow myself to be a member of a 'club' that would accept me"!
"I will never allow myself to be a member of a 'club' that would accept me"!
That ranks right up there with "It's not polite to chew with food in your mouth."
and
"If you can't say anything, don't say anything at all."
And yes, I misquoted them on purpose.
SS
"I told Pep here once a long time ago I was a child in the 60s, not of the 60s."
Hmmmm....sorry about that - I think I gave you a promotion or something!
What can I say? I was a dull child in a wild time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm soooo trying to teach my children this...when at their ages it is sooo about peer acceptance!
I guess it's better to learn it later than not at all, but how much different my own life would've been if I'd learned it
sooner. I hope you succeed in your attempt at early drilling this through the thick skulls of your young! No insult intended towards your
personalyoung. Almost ALL young skulls are thick.
And I'm glad this thread is EXACTLY the way it is...it's non-conforming - no wonder I feel at home here!
I don't actually set out to be non-conforming just for the sake of being different, but I've had to chart my own course for so many years that it's pretty much quit bothering me if I'm not in step with everybody else...as long as I'm in step with myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
My DIL is due this Saturday. She is taller than most girls, I think that helps. Seems to have more room.
It often seems to work that way, and if this is, as it sounds, her 2nd baby, it should be a piece of cake! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sweet dreams T&L, sweet dreams.
And tell me, what would sweet dreams be for you?
Sleeping all day long and not waking up till it was time to go. Just found out I'm charge nurse tonight, since the regular one called in sick. Hope I don't have to preside over chaos like last night, but I don't hope MUCH. There were only 2 beds open on the maternity unit, and 12 people in labor. When that happens we have to keep them after delivery and try to fit in more labor pts. around that. Read books, people. READ BOOKS!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I tried to get Neaksis to post for me this morning, since the last night at work has left me spectacularly short of both intelligence and wit--which wasn't all that "tall" to start out with! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'd like to say that the dear, sensitive darling's heart was just too full for words this morning, and that's why I'm reduced to my own inanities...but unfortunately it's not her heart that's feeling full today as she's still suffering the aftereffects of her birthday (t&l whispers) "gluteny." I've done everything but feed her dynamite. Maybe that should be the next step. At this point I'm encouraging mineral oil for its, um, oily properties, but she thinks it sounds just as nasty as I do (30 years ago I tried to self-induce my labor for Neakbro by drinking castor oil, so I have EXPERIENCE!), and I haven't been able to convince her yet. Oh, cool--HP just suggested the same regimen, but with the addition of bran. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Glad it's her and not me! She just wandered off muttering, "Why don't I just make bran cakes and FRY them in mineral oil?" Anybody want to come over for brunch? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I told you all what a great cook she is. This would be your chance to find out for yourselves!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
So, note to all vegetarians, or adventurous carnivores experimenting with the ingestion of gluten: Be sure it's fully cooked. You know the old saying, "A moment on the lips; forever on the hips." Well, this stuff won't make it to your hips because from all I've been able to figure out here, it's gonna stay in your stomach as a sodden lump pretty much the rest of your life! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. After she read the previous post she said now we can't post her picture because I discussed her gastrointestinal system! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I said, "Don't be ridiculous! The people who look at it will be saying to themselves, 'How dare t&l talk that way about the sweet-looking girl in that picture? I'll bet she doesn't even HAVE intestines...'" So be sure you say that about her when we post her picture. I'd hate to have to turn in my prophet's license. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L -
My kids dad had heart problems and stayed at the 7th Day Adventist hospital in St. Helena, CA. When I heard that they only had vegetarian food, I couldn't imagine actually EATING there. But you know what? The food there was some of the best I've ever had. They actually had fried shrimp that had no shrimp in it, but tasted better than what most restaurants serve.
Hi B--Made the mistake of getting up for one last thing and looked at your post on the way back to bed. The St. Helena hospital is where I had most of my clinical experience during my first year of nurse's training in '68. I don't remember that much about their food in particular, but I do know I didn't get to weigh 160+ pounds by living on carrots or celery. Or semi-raw gluten, for that matter! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Tee-hee, Neaksis and I have lots of fun flipping through the satellite program descriptions (we have too much time on our hands, yes), and whoever doesn't have the remote will often read very strange descriptions when the screen changes during a blink.
This time it was, "Field marshal Irwin Rommel ***blink*** learns to cook!" Really? I never knew. I just assumed he had servants to do that for him.
So where did we leave me? Throwing up in Chicago, I think. After spending a few days with my cousins, I went up to MI to visit friends who knew my parents before I was born, as well as into WI to the farm, where I had that posted picture taken with Neaksis the Cow. It was the loveliest vacation I've ever had, driving a fire engine red Pontiac Grand Am (after putzing around at home in an old Cavalier!), listening to CDs as I watched the scenery go by. If I felt like it (and I often did) I turned off the cell phone so nobody could call me either, and just let the solitude of my journey seep into my soul. I think I was gone almost 3 wks. and towards the end, Neaksis asked me one day, "Mama, are you ever planning to come home?" To which I replied, "Neaksis, you thought I was coming back?" When I got back, emesis in Chicaco notwithstanding, I don't remember having any particularly-heavy feelings of loss or distress. Probably because I was so satisfied with my view of MS as a real adult, contented with and happy in his own life. And I felt like my mental journey with (and over) him had come full circle and was complete at last.
Besides, I had other problems to worry about. My parents were old, and my mom (in particular) had failed a lot over the previous 5 years or so. They had moved in with Neak somewhere in this time frame after my mother almost burned my house down twice within a few weeks by messing with the gas stove while I was asleep upstairs and my dad sat, oblivous to everything, watching TV in their "house" we made for them in the living room downstairs. I began to work more and more so that they'd have everything they needed, and Neak took physical care of them. In February of '03, my mom died. She'd had many small strokes over the previous years, which had cost her much of her long-term memory, except for things in the past...which meant we had to watch her constantly to see that she didn't run away trying to return to either her old home in Lodi, or her even older home in Wisconsin. She had a small stroke on Thursday. Was up for church on Saturday, had another bigger one on Sunday, and died shortly after midnight Wed. night. So she was only "down" for a very short period of time, which was a blessing for her, and for the family. If anybody else could have time to worry about old romances in times like that, they would be better-organized and more energetic than I was! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I was not there when she died, having left Neak's house to drive to Stockton to get some suction catheters so I could clean the nasties out of the back of her throat. After several hours of it,I couldn't stand any longer to listen to her rattle when she breathed, even though she was unconscious and didn't know anything was going on. Almost as soon as I left, her condition worsened, and by the time I got to the bottom of the mountain where there was phone reception again and could call Neak to check in, there was no time to get back up the hill when Neak described her breathing to me, and I recognized it as the respiratory pattern that immediately precedes death in many people. When I got back, Neak walked out of the house to meet me, and told me she was already dead. I never got to say goodbye, which matters a lot to me, even though she never would've known I was there. I don't think Neak had ever seen somebody die before--certainly not a close family memeber--so when she told me, "Mom, when Grandpa dies, I just want you to know it's not my turn to watch," I couldn't blame her at all, and have made it my dedicated plan to always be nearby to reduce the chances that she'll have to, either.
I have to get ready to go to my Plan B job, which I like even less than my regular job. If it's anything like the last 2 nights, I'm going to be very, VERY cross by the time I get home in the morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What a pity you will not be able to continue... I'll be listening anyway!
Actually as soon as the plane lands, I'm going to bed!
I have a great book to read. Wh sent it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
ok the plane is down ok, I can go to bed!
I should go to bed. It was a supremely-horrendous night at work. We had only 6 deliveries, but 3 of them were mine. t&l
Wow! Triplets - and at your age! You should have told us!
And you simply
must go get some rest now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
-AD
Wow! Triplets - and at your age! You should have told us!-AD
OK, how do you expect me to work the rest of the night, when I'm going to have to take a sedative now and lie down until the tremors stop?! Just the
idea is enough to give me a full-blown panic attack. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Maybe Neak would like to do it instead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I would've told you, but after the hysterectomy (see Saga) I didn't think anybody would believe me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Actually triplets at ANY age are a full agenda. We had a pt. a few years back who made the papers, so her story isn't exactly a secret. She and her husband were both from large families, and didn't want to dilute their parenting among many children, but to give full attention to only one. So when their son was about 6, she decided to have her tubal. The preop pregnancy test was positive. The initial ultrasound showed she was carrying triplets. Need I say they were <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />? I think at first they both had some difficulty accepting the pregnancy, but then she had trouble with it and was in and out of the hospital a lot worrying whether or not she'd lose them, so that by the time the babies were born, they were very wanted indeed. Still, triplets?!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Tonight is starting out fairly well, although there are still 10 hrs. for it to go belly-up on us, so I'm not gloating yet. (I originally typed "bloating" but that would be Neaksis, not me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />) Still, there may be time for further ruminating during the night, depending on what is or is not coming down the pike...
t&l
I originally typed "bloating" but that would be Neaksis, not me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Oopsie!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis must've just been online because she called a little bit ago to tell me, "My REAL mommy wouldn't have said that about me!"
So, what am I? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Chopped Liver
Neak wanted me to post this as it reminded her of her communications with Gargamel. Indeed, I felt the Cape of Power firmly fixed upon my shoulders while writing it. (We need a Cape of Power emoticon. There is just nothing suitable)
Dear GG,
It has come to my attention that during your conversations with the kids you often ask them if they have certain items that I do not allow them to have or if they do certain things I don‘t allow them to do. When you “find out” that they do not have them you say things like, “If I were Tina I would let you have that,” or “I would let you do that.”
This undercutting of my authority as their mother is not acceptable. It is damaging to the children, and as you well know, it encourages them to think me unfair and to disrespect my decisions.
Like it or not, the kids live with me. They will continue to live with me. I will continue to decide what is allowed in my home and for my children. If you encourage them in dissatisfaction and rebellion, I will sadly and reluctantly have to end all spoken contact between you and the children. Letters would still be fine because I can view them ahead of time.
This would be very sad for the kids; they love you and love talking to you. I would be disappointed that things didn‘t work out, since I have made an unrequired effort to keep contact between you and the kids, but I will do what I have to to protect the happiness and well being of my children. The kind of behavior I have described is deliberately destructive to our family and cannot be allowed.
I hope and pray that you will respect the boundaries I have set for my family and that all can continue in peace and harmony, etc., etc. This would be the best thing all around. But, if you choose to continue any destructive behavior even one more time, I will cease to allow any spoken contact. Not only the things I’ve mentioned here, either. You are creative and I am sure that you can come up with all kinds of ideas to undermine me if you put your mind to it.
I am not going to waste my time trying to list all of them and tell you they are not OK. It is your job to behave responsibly, not my job to police you. What I am asking for is simple respectfulness of me as their mother and that you do or say nothing harmful to our family. You must be willing to agree to this if you desire to continue your current relationship.
Thank you for taking the time to read this and consider my concerns. I have confidence that you will ultimately choose the path that is best for your grandchildren and that helps them to adapt in a healthy way to their permanent reality.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'll hope to come on later tonight and provide some context for the previous post, and tell you about Grandma Gargamel...and who the original Gargamel is. Unless Neak or Neaksis beat me to it. What else do they have to do? Take care of kids? Oh, right, they do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
Neaksis has a good strong spine! I wonder where she got it?
From you. And maybe even the clam contributed. (Real clams don't have spines, but metaphores only go so far.)
Whoever GG is, she'd better behave!
-AD
Neaksis has a good strong spine! I wonder where she got it?
I have no idea what you're talking about! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> From
me she gets strength of character and great (sometimes grim) determination. The stubbornness comes from somewhere else. An undisclosed location, no doubt! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Gargamel is the name bestowed, by Reborn Man on Idiotville, upon Neak's FWH AJ's, FOW. I guess Gargamel was a bad Smurf, and Neak liked the name when she heard it, as well as its connotation, so it stuck with us. Granny Gargamel just got her name within the last day or so. She is the biogranny of Neaksis' 3 adopted kids. She had 4 children (one dead now) by 4 different men when she was younger, and Biodad told me once that she used to drive the getaway car for his father and uncle when they held up grocery stores long, long ago. I don't think she ever got caught for any of it, and eventually turned respectable--at least superficially. Her oldest son hated the father of Biodad, her youngest. There were 10-15 years between the two, so the older brother was big enough to vent his hostilities on the younger sibling without fear of reprisals from a kid. Nor, apparently, from his mother either, who turned a blind eye to the abuse that went on in her own house. Oddly enough <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, Biodad grew to be a violent, angry young man, and was incarcerated (on an arson charge) for the first time when he was only 15. Eventually he got into methamphetamines and Satanism, and when we first met him, he was in prison for theft because he'd stolen from his mom and she turned him into the police.
Several years later, when he became a Christian and came to live with us (all the kids were in their teens by then), I took him back to visit his mom so he could try and re-establish a relationship that she had severed when she had him arrested, and told him he was no longer a part of her family any more. I didn't see it for what it was at the time, but while she gave superficial encouragement to our assistance of her son, she also very quickly began to attempt to undermine what we were trying to do with him--telling him Bible standards and teachings weren't really important and encouraging him to follow his own inclinations in deciding what to do. These would be the same inclinations that had already caused him to spend fully 1/2 of his 27 years in prison!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Trying to live part way in the world, and part way out of it produced such mental conflict for him that he gave up after about 6 months and moved about 30 miles away to make it on his own. That lasted about 3 months, and when even he could see his downward spiral, he decided that he wanted to come "home" and be fully on God's side. On his way down the mountain, he stopped in a little town about 16 miles from us to go to one "last" party. At that party, he met Biomom, notorious in the county drug/party scene for her sexual appetites and pursuit of men. Having already slept with pretty much everybody in her circle of "friends", she was instantly intrigued by this new, extremely handsome (if not fully-toothed!) man. It was a match made in CENSORED, and if he was sliding before, now he stood boldly at the edge of the precipice and flamboyantly dove off into the abyss.
Every time he talked about leaving her (which he did fairly often, because Biomom was and is not only a compulsive liar but has a temper of great volatility), she would suddenly discover she was "pregnant." So he'd stay, and after a few months, she'd "lose" the baby. One pseudo-pregnancy she carried for 32 wks. before she "lost" it. He went to work one day and when he came home she told him the baby was gone. He had no idea that at that gestation, you'd have a real baby in the newborn ICU, or if it died, a funeral--so he accepted that another baby was dead and cried on the phone to his mom about the loss of his child. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But the scattered "pregnancies" kept him there with her, and eventually she became pregnant with a real child, now Neaksis' DS#1, who is 11. A daughter followed less than 2 years later, a child Biodad for years never really believed was his. Within 9 months or so, she was pregnant with a 3rd child, so I guess it has to be understood that in spite of the volume and frequency of their fights, they weren't arguing
every single minute! He finally decided that if he stayed with her, he'd end up killing her, so on her birthday when she was about 5 months pregnant, he visited her where she was hospitalized for complications of chicken pox, said happy birthday and goodbye without anything seeming to be out of the ordinary, and disappeared from all of our lives.
He moved back to Sacramento near his mother, and with old friends and old temptations soon resumed old habits. When we saw him again, his DS#3 was maybe 6 months or so, and Biodad was back in jail on his way to prison for theft committed under the influence of meth. We often took his kids to visit him while he was in prison (for 6+ yrs.), and he asked us to watch out for them while he was gone because he knew exactly what sort of lifestyle Biomom would be leading while he was away. Same as while he was there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I tried to interest Granny Gargamel in her grandchildren, hoping to take some of the obligation away from me by getting their blood relatives involved in their lives, but she was indifferent to their circumstances, and wouldn't even take time to visit when I offered to bring them over myself to see her. She very much disliked Biomom (I wonder why? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />), and this spilled over into her attitude towards the kids. So Neaksis and I stepped into the breach. We didn't find out for a year or two exactly what was going on in Biomom's house, nor the kind nor degree of abuse that was going on there. 4-1/2 years ago things finally began to come to the light when the little girl decided to show Neak's kids what had been done to her, and Neak's DS#1 told his mom. Since then, it has been a constant, grim slog through the muck, trying to salvage 3 young lives that were callously sacrificed to the addictions of the adults who should've loved and cared for them, as well as the effects on Neak's kids from the "spillover".
It was much more palatable for Biomom to deny that molestation and abuse ever occurred to her children than it was to accept some responsibility for the fact that her children were violated and terrorized in their own home, sometimes while she was
actually present in the house. So she began (and continues) to spread the story that this is all a lie made up by Neaksis and me to "steal" her precious babies away from her (so Neaksis could have children, I guess), and because I wanted to have a romance with Biodad and keeping his kids was a way to force him to be around me, or alternatively because Neaksis herself was hungering for a romance with a much-older ex-con. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> She's told this so long and so loudly that for all I know she believes it now herself. Certainly Granny Gargamel proved eager to be convinced, and, adopting the principle that "the enemy of my enemy is my friend," she switched sides with vengeance and took up arms with Biomom against us. She sent us angry letters demanding that "my grandchildren be returned to my family at once!" She told me if I wanted to see the face of evil, all I had to do was look in the mirror. (This was for child theft.) She made complaints to the judge, to CPS, to anybody she thought might take the kids away from us and give them back to their now-wonderful, bereaved mother! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
And yet, oddly enough, the sheriffs, CPS, judges, social workers, adoption workers, and psychologists who looked at the case directly (as opposed to the nincompoop granny who only listened to a delinquent-parent-in-deep-denial, who in 18 months of probation, failed to complete even one of the prerequisites the judge imposed in order for her to get her children back) decided that the kids should not be returned to their mom who had already failed them (as well as having earlier lost to his grandma, for neglect, one other son from a previous relationship); nor to their father, who although out of prison and working, had no experience with parenting and a long history of rearrest; nor to their mother's biological family, who are generally either active or recovering alcoholics, drug addicts, or both; nor to their dad's biological family, who wouldn't have been able to recognize these kids if one of them trod upon their toes in the street, except for pictures we had supplied to them in spite of their indifference. Wow--that was all one sentence! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> My mother liked to diagram sentences, but I think even SHE would've balked at that one!
Once parental rights were severed, neither parent, nor Granny Gargamel, had any access to the kids for over a year. In fact, legally they would never have any access again. Once the adoption was finalized, Neaksis generously let the kids write to their folks and begin to talk on the phone. Last Christmas was the first time they were able to see them in a long time. The visits themselves have always gone well, but the aftermath (and premath?) have always been hideous. But Neaksis kept trying, because we knew that in spite of the parental mistakes, both Biomom and Biodad love the kids, and the kids certainly love their parents. It has been a very bad year, though, and the letter Neaksis posted was written because she just discovered that Granny Gargamel has been using her gift-from-a-generous-heart phone visits to undercut Neaksis' maternal authority by trying to make the kids think that they're being deprived of things they could, and SHOULD, have--if only they were still with their "real" parents. It's funny, but I never really stopped to think, until I was writing this post, how much alike are GG's methods of sabotage, both with Biodad almost 20 years ago, and with his children now. I guess if you've found a method that works, it makes sense to stick with it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Actually, Neaksis is pretty shy around people she doesn't know. She looks young, and has a voice that, unless she consciously tries to pitch it lower (think Tallulah Bankhead on helium) often leads people talking to her on the phone to think they're talking to a kid. But she's given her life, basically, for these children, and if GG thinks, judging Neaksis' book by its sweet, innocent cover, that she can just do whatever she wants to stir up trouble with the kids, I'm guessing she'll find that there's a plot twist in there she really didn't expect. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm hoping to get sent home early tonight, and it's time that it could happen so I guess I'll go out and look conspicuous and ready to leave. Will try to tackle the Saga later today. Or is this where the Saga tackles me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I shall return.
t&l
provide some context for the previous post
In case nobody figured it out just by the length of the post, when I say "context" I mean the full-figured, robust, hearty, needs-a-corset, bulked-up, poufed-out, Arnold Schwarzenegger context. None of this little sissy stuff for ME! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
That was long, wasn't it? Sorry. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> That's another whole chapter of the Saga. I didn't have to try and tell it all at once. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Although hard as it may be to believe, that was the Digested Condensed Virgin Reader's Edition, nevertheless. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> My life makes me tired. I slept for 2 hrs. by the side of the road this morning, and usually 20-30 min. of shut-eye is enough for those on-the-way-home naps I take when I'm really sleepy. And I'm going back to bed again, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Ol' Life of the Party, that's me!
t&l
t&l,
I'm just glad you PULL OVER befor sleeping!!!
You have a very special family you know....Neak and Neaksis are very endearing...
Could part of HP's problem be that he is SURROUNDED by highly functioning, dynamic women?
So she began (and continues) to spread the story that this is all a lie made up by Neaksis and me to "steal" her precious babies away from her (so Neaksis could have children, I guess), and because I wanted to have a romance with Biodad and keeping his kids was a way to force him to be around me, or alternatively because Neaksis herself was hungering for a romance with him.
Do I need to defend us from this accusation? Hopefully not. Personally, I prefer my men to have a few more teeth, and a lot shorter rap sheet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And when I can finally post a picture of Birthday Girl, you will be able to see why I have never been able to accept that at 17 (when the kiddie dumping first started) she was neither so old nor so unattractive that she had to give up all hope of finding a man of her own, or having children of her own...and be reduced to "stealing" the children of an innocent woman whose only mistake was to mistakenly put her trust in those wolves-in-sheep's-clothing Christians hiding their evil schemes under a cloak of pretended help.
It may come across just fine on its own <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, but I have to tell you I have a lot harder time with the absolute fecal material dished out at us by Biomom and Granny Gargamel than anything HP has ever done, or continues to do, or might possibly do in the future. Even if he eventually gave into the temptation to wring my neck, it wouldn't be as annoying as what these two women persist in doing. And Biodad? 6 feet tall, and covered with tattoos, most people would be intimidated by him if they saw him--especially if he were scowling. But his mama has a ring through his, um, ah, ahem,
nose, and leads his thoughts around in the way she wants them to go. He is so unable to stand up for himself or his kids that he now professes himself to be uncertain about whether or not Biomom's lies are true and we are the liars who made up the stories of molestation and abuse to deprive them of their children, and meant all along to do bad to him and them. He never would've seen or talked to them once in his 6+ years of incarceration if we hadn't brought them to see him, and paid for the collect calls so he could visit by phone in between. So Biodad, who are you going to believe, your mother (who hasn't seen the kids for over 8 years) or Biomom (whom you know by personal experience is a dedicated liar and rejector of personal responsibility), or your nearly-20 years of experience with this family, and your own lying eyes? (Mumbling) I don't know, Susan. I'm just so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />.
Grr. You are <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />. I can see that. I, on the other hand, am <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />. (as in "furious", not "hatter") Particularly at the accusations flung at Neaksis. OK, so they don't say thank you. I'm used to that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> But if you can't be grateful,at least don't complain.
People sure can mess up their lives, can't they? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
You and your Neakgirls are a force to be reckoned with. Biomom, Biodad, and Granny Gargamel don't stand a chance...
They are doing all that they know how to do....pretty sad isn't it. Thankfully it won't be perpetuated in Neaksis's kids.
I'm just glad you PULL OVER befor sleeping!!!
In the daytime I might have tried to make it home, and keep rubbing my neck, opening the window, etc., but it was pitch black out in the foothills. No street lights. And twisty, winding roads. So sleep
was the better part of valor, even though I have a very stiff neck now where my whiplash injury is from the drunk driver. I may have to start carrying a pillow in my vehicle for these special moments!
Neak and Neaksis are very endearing...
Thank you for saying so. They certainly are to me, at any rate! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Although if anything ever happens to them, I will console myself with their large life insurance policies.
And their children whom I will inherit at the same time! Don't you girls DARE!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I am much too old.
Could part of HP's problem be that he is SURROUNDED by highly functioning, dynamic women?
Hm-m-m-m. I don't suppose it helps, but he was already this way when they were little, and lacked the power they have now...although not necessarily the dynamics or dramatics! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> So that would have left just me back in those days, and I don't think even I was ever powerful enough to SURROUND somebody all by myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> He be who he am. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
They are doing all that they know how to do....pretty sad isn't it.
It's really quite interesting, as an intellectual exercise at least (not so much fun to live in real life), to analyze the similarities between these people and the WSs who "populate" the MB board. The attacking characteristics are the same. There is fog up the wazoo. There is the desire to still control what they didn't really want to possess. I'm sure there are lots more, but in my comatose state, those are the first 3 that occur to me. I do know Neaksis would never have thought of calling Granny Gargamel's letter a Plan B effort if it weren't for this site. And before we ever heard of MB, we'd Plan A'd these people TO DEATH! Obviously MB principles can be extrapolated and adapted to meet other life situations, since it's obvious that people who are in the wrong, who are screwing up either literally or physically or both, tend to follow similar patterns of behavior in order to deflect personal responsibility from themselves. It's worth some more thought, but off the top of my head, I'd say that MB has been useful to our family personally in ways we didn't anticipate back in the beginning of our discoveries here.
Thankfully it won't be perpetuated in Neaksis's kids.
Not without a good stiff fight, that's for sure. It is certainly a battle between nature vs. nurture...not some philosophical thing hypothesized about in textbooks, but a real, every day, face-to-face confrontation with the radioactive fallout from these children's past. I know that in heaven the Bible promises that we're going to be able to do all sorts of wonderful things. But me? When I first get there, I think I'm going to sit down for awhile and just breathe. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> If it weren't heaven, it might even be called a sigh. Of relief. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey t&l, have you read these?
HOSPITAL CHART BLOOPERS
Actual writings from hospital charts:
1. The patient refused autopsy.
2. The patient has no previous history of suicides.
3. Patient has left white blood cells at another hospital.
4. She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband
states she was very hot in bed last night.
5. Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year.
6. On the second day the knee was better, and on the third day it
disappeared.
7. The patient is tearful and crying constantly. She also appears to be
depressed.
8. The patient has been depressed since she began seeing me in 1993.
9. Discharge status: Alive but without permission.
10. Healthy appearing decrepit 69-year old male, mentally alert but
forgetful.
11. Patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.
12. She is numb from her toes down.
13. While in ER, she was examined, x-rated and sent home.
14. The skin was moist and dry.
15. Occasional, constant infrequent headaches.
16. Patient was alert and unresponsive
17. Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.
18. She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life,
until she got a divorce.
19. I saw your patient today, who is still under our car for physical
therapy.
20. Both breasts are equal and reactive to light and accommodation.
21. Examination of genitalia reveals that he is circus sized.
22. The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.
23. Skin: somewhat pale but present.
24. The pelvic exam will be done later on the floor.
25. Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities.
I'm sure you have some to add <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
17. Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.
Just how deep WAS this rectal exam, anyway? The examiner must've been a former OB nurse <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
18. She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life, until she got a divorce.
Interesting similarities. Both involve a lot of hot water, some deeply-personal probing, a sometimes painful period of expulsion, and
voila, that troublesome **** is gone, and you're all better at last!
20. Both breasts are equal and reactive to light and accommodation.
That I would like to have seen! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I LOVE charting errors, even my own. Thanks for a good laugh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak and Neaksis are very endearing...
Have to be careful what I write here because Neak's AJ has been reading up on the thread lately and I don't want him to catch me saying anything about him that he might find insult----Oh, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Hi AJ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Heh,heh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> How
nice to see you again, and at this very moment, too. Yes, indeed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Why don't you sit down over there behind the monitor for a minute while I finish typing and then I've got all the time in the world to chat with you, my very DSIL. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
It was their endearingness, but especially Neak's. that prompted my first post on this site. I just couldn't sit back passively and watch this wonderfully compassionate, kind, self-effacing, generous, faithfully dedicated to duty, warm and wonderful young wife and mother be drilled by members of the board (who admittedly didn't know anything about her) for her poor marriage contributions to her husband's affair. Whatever good things AJ is now attempting, and the efforts he is putting into changing how they live at many levels of life--and he IS making a lot of effort to atone for his infidelity and to change the kind of husband he had been--when Neak stumbled across this site AJ was your average clueless WS, confusing his butt for his head, and so thinking with the wrong brain, you know, the small one with the one-track mind. Who knew, when I first spoke up in her defence and assumed my BAMOABS supersecret RogueRocket identy, where this road would wind...or where it will go even yet. I am glad you saw my daughters as endearing, since it was that very quality that I sought to defend and reveal here. I'm glad AJ can see these qualities again, too. There's a payoff for everybody when all these plans come together and reach the right fulfillment. I wish it could happen for every body, and am as sorry for those who can't quite put Humpty Dumpty back together again as I am glad for those who are able to head hand in hand towards the sunset together and at peace.
Thank you MB for what you have done for all of us. In case you didn't know it, we've all enjoyed our stay here, and have been blessed with the friends we've been able to make. You all brought brightness, hope, and real laughter to a dark time. Thank you SO much.
t&l
t&l,
I know what you mean being thankful for this site and all the new friends!
I am grateful too that I'm walking in peace hand in hand with my husband. I wish it for everyone here as well.
Here's a for instance...my husband is putting our 2 boys to bed like he does EVERY night. He reads out loud to them even though they are 11 & 12. They just love how animated he tells the stories. So I get a well deserved small break before I go to bed. I usually spend it reading here!
I received so much from the posters on this site. They saw me through ******. Then I felt strong enough to give back. Now, I'm posting for my own entertainment!!!
I still get a lot out of this site. And I love the real life stories like you and the Neakgirls post here. There is so much to celebrate, and so much to learn, and so much to mourn....
Thank you for being so welcoming on your thread!!! And I still want to hear more about the Dervish at some point!
T&L,
I'm stunned by your story of Neaksis's kids.
She's a brave lass - carrying a far heavier load that all but the most rare of women her age.
It doesn't seem fair that she should have to shoulder such a load.
-AD
All right, a quick Dervish tidbit. Yesterday he tried to eat some wheat, with the chaff still on. The first I knew of it, he came stumbling into the house, crying and drooling, pointing into his mouth. He had managed to get the spine stuck vertically from his tonsil to the back of his tongue. A guick application of tweezers, and the offending spine rested in his hand, everyone oohing and ahhing over the blood. No biggie for me, just par for the course.
What a derelict, delinquent mother you are, Neak. He's four years old already, and you STILL haven't taught him the text that says it is
God who separates the wheat from the chaff, and not mere human beings, which would include Dervishes also. I know I made that plural, but I think I may have to take it back, since just now the thought of another one as diabolically-inventive out there somewhere, gave me a severe
frisson of terror.
Don't look at me with that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> expression on your face, amazed at my hypocrisy! I grew up.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Sort of. Eventually. At least now you know why your Grandma was prematurely gray! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - My WH went in for a prostate exam and the doc found a nodule on this thyroid. YIKES!
The good news is that it only cost us a couple thousand for them to find out it was nothing to worry about.
It doesn't seem fair that she should have to shoulder such a load.
I'll come back to this a bit later, but I agree with you. I DON'T think it's fair, and wrestle with a lot of personal grief over the fact that this is the way it is.
t&l
T&L - My WH went in for a prostate exam and the doc found a nodule on this thyroid. YIKES!
Well, B, I can understand that this occurred in the same general time frame of a single MD visit, but surely not during
the very same exam!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> "All right, sir, I'm going to be checking your prostate AND your thyroid during this probing. While the exam is in progress, you
may feel just the teensiest little bit of pressure............" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
For an exam of such surpassing thoroughness as that, $2000 is a SMALL price to pay!
t&l
The computer ate my post! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Let's try it again...
Interesting day at church today. It was communion Sabbath, and Adventists, in addition to taking part of the unleavened bread and grape juice used by most Christian denominations, participate in a service called the Ordinance of Humility. It's taken from the experience of Jesus and His disciples at the Last Supper, when He washed their feet. The next few paragraphs are lifted, without the permission of the author <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, from Neak's upcoming book. I thought I'd let her "give" the background and context of the ceremony, while I go across the lake to her house, and I can complete my thought over there, and explain what made this morning so meaningful to me. I haven't edited this section yet, so if there are any typos, etc., please ignore them. Oh, just for clarity, since we are jumping in here in the middle of the action, Set is Peter's tempter, Tarik, his guardian. The italicized section depicts events occurring in the unseen, spiritual realm.
From Peter, Fisher of Men....
The Day of Unleavened Bread dawned sunny and clear, when the Passover lamb was to be slaughtered and prepared for the feast, and still Jesus had made no move to arrange for the ceremony. Finally Philip felt moved to interrupt his Master’s preoccupation with the question, “What do You want us to do for the feast? It’s almost time, and we haven’t done anything to get ready. We don’t have a lamb, and all the chambers are probably already taken.”
“You’re right, it’s time.” Jesus turned wearily to Peter and John. “Would you two make the preparations for us to eat?”
“Of course,” John said after only the briefest hesitation.
“Where do you want us to go?”
When Jesus explained what He wanted, they were too well-trained by now to express skepticism, though Peter raised his eyebrows a trifle. Still a little uncomfortable, neither of them had much to say as they went down into the city. Entering into the Ophel Gate, they looked around for the man Jesus had described.
He was not long in coming, and every bit as conspicuous as they had imagined. The hem of his robe girded up and a water jar on his shoulder, the muscular young man waited with the women at the spring above the pool of Siloam for his turn to draw water. A few suppressed giggles turned his cheeks bright red, and when one of the unmarried girls cooed, “Oh, how sweet. I wish someone would draw water for me,” he wished the earth would open and swallow him. Peter and John quietly followed him as he clenched his jaw and started back up the hill.
The house he entered was near the Temple wall, and the two disciples went up to the door. “Hello,” Peter called, sticking his head in through the opening. “Is anyone there?”
A heavyset man with black hair and a gray beard appeared almost instantly. “What is it?” He appeared distressed, the strain visible in his eyes.
Peter thought for a moment, trying to remember the exact words Jesus had told him to say. “The Master wanted me to ask you where your guestroom is, so that He can eat the Passover with His disciples.” He paused, for the man seemed stunned. “Do you know what He’s talking about?”
At last the man asked Peter, “How many of you will there be?”
“Twelve,” answered John, “no—thirteen, counting Jesus.”
“Come with me.” The man’s voice was hoarse. “I want to show you something.”
He led them to a large upstairs room dominated by a central table. Thirteen places were set, and thirteen couches ringed the table. “Will this do?”
Peter was more surprised than he should have been. “It’s perfect.”
“It’s just like He said it would be,” John whispered.
The man turned to them. “Just before you came to the door, I received word that the group, thirteen in number, who planned to rent the room for the evening suffered a delay. I thought all our work, and all the food we prepared, would go to waste. Now I see that we were just preparing it for the King. What an honor!”
“He knew it would work out,” said Peter earnestly. “That’s why He sent us.”
“I have an idea,” John broke in. “Why don’t you stay here and see if they need help with anything, and I’ll go back and get the others.”
Peter shrugged and turned away. He found himself feeling angry all over again at the way John had tried to push himself in ahead of everyone else in the kingdom, and the less he had to be around that irritating man, the better off he’d be.
“You’d be better off without him,” Set insinuated, one arm placed confidingly across Peter’s shoulders. “You’d be better off without all of them, for that matter.”
“There is strength in unity,” Tarik countered.
“Think of the thrones.”
“Think of Jesus.” Peter thought of the thrones.
“Think of the palaces.”
“Think of Jesus.” Peter thought of the palaces.
“The others are trying to rob you of your rightful place. Oh yes, Andrew too. Wouldn’t you do the same if you were in his sandals? They all want to see you in a lower place than the one they have, and it’s just not fair.”
“It’s not an earthly kingdom,” Tarik reminded, but by that time Peter had sunk too low in resentment and self-pity to hear even an echo of his Guardian’s voice.
With each of the other disciples, a very similar argument was going on, and sadly, the other Guardians succeeded no better. In fact, as the eleven walked together ahead of Jesus, the argument grew so heated that the men had to walk faster and leave Jesus behind, just so He wouldn’t hear them.
Judas was the most vocal, calling down recriminations on James and John for their continuing closeness to the Lord. “If you think for one minute that just because you were the first ones called that you’re going to be first in the kingdom, let me be the one to disillusion you. I am smarter, more handsome, better dressed, and have higher connections than either one of you. And, for an added bonus, I don’t stink of fish!”
James almost hauled off and punched Judas for that, but John held his arm and reminded him that while Jesus might not be able to hear them, He could certainly still see them, and even if He couldn’t, He would be sure to ask why Judas came to the feast with a fresh black eye. James relieved his frustration instead with several foul curses aimed at the ancestry of Judas.
Shihab and his cronies shrieked with laughter at the irony. There was Jesus, staggering into the city for the Passover at which He would become the Lamb, with Satan on one side and Gabriel on the other, and all the while His chosen disciples could hardly complete a ten-minute walk without violently attacking each other. Pretending deafness at the amusement of their enemies, Nadiv, Bahir, and the others bided their time.
John led the stampede up the stairs. James lost precious seconds when he started to turn the wrong way down a corridor, and Judas was quick to jump ahead of him. John had the advantage, since he knew just which room it was, and he skidded across the room to throw himself down on the bench in the place of honor at the right hand of the Host. Judas, right behind him, hurled himself onto the couch at the left hand. James snarled at this heavy-handed maneuvering, but didn’t dare to take the seat that was reserved for Jesus. He stomped around to sit next to Peter, half-way down the table.
Peter eyed the pitcher of water, basin, and towel that one of the servants had left for them. Courtesy demanded they all have their feet washed, but there was no one to do it. True, Jesus had sent him and John to prepare, but if John wanted his feet washed he could do it himself. Peter sure wasn’t going to do it for him, that much was sure.
“What, all this time, and you didn’t arrange for someone to wash our feet?” James asked snidely, and loudly enough for the others to hear.
“Of course, you could have done much better,” Peter sneered back. “You could probably show us all how it’s done—you, or your snooty brother.”
“Take that back!” James raised his fist.
Jesus came in just then, alarmingly pale, and James subsided. None of the men would rise from their seats to help Him, lest someone in a lesser seat take advantage of their absence to move up. An uneasy hush attended as Jesus took His place. He looked around sadly at the discontented faces, knowing the cause of their strife and wishing He could do more to prepare them for the storm about to break over their heads.
With unsteady hands, Jesus picked up the cup of fresh wine and held it up as He gave thanks. “Take this,” He passed it to John. “Share it among yourselves, and drink it all. It is My blood, which I have shed for you. Do this in order to remember Me.”
Surprised, John took the cup. This was not how they had celebrated the Passover before. He drank and passed it on. Jesus swallowed hard before He spoke. “I will not drink this again until the day I drink it new with you in My Father’s kingdom.” When the cup had come at last to Judas, who drained the last drops, Jesus took up several pieces of unleavened bread.
Again, He lifted the bread as He prayed. Breaking the flat loaves in pieces and passing them around, Jesus told them, “This is My body, which is broken for you. Take it and eat it all. Do this to remember Me, for as often as you eat this bread and drink from this cup, you will show My death till I come.” The men chewed silently, glaring at each other when they thought Jesus wasn’t looking. Judas was nearly unbearable in his smugness, smirking at those in lower positions, which were everyone but John. Not one man had room in his selfish heart to ponder the words of Jesus. “This is My body, which is broken for you.”
Chapter 32
The meal ended in silence. That pitcher of water seemed to grow larger as they all looked at it, wondering angrily why someone didn’t just get up and wash their feet like they were supposed to. Jesus waited a long time, looking from one to the next, before standing and stripping off His seamless white robe. Tucking up the end of His undergarment, He quietly picked up the basin and towel and turned to the disciples.
With great dismay they watched as He knelt, first of all before Judas, and washed their feet. The task they considered too degrading for themselves, Jesus did for them. With shame on their faces, they put their feet into the lukewarm water one by one.
When it was Peter’s turn, he found he could not just put his feet into the water as had the others. It grieved him to see the Son of the Highest kneeling before him, towel spread across His royal lap. “Lord, are You really going to wash my feet? I should be washing Yours!”
Jesus looked up at him and smiled. “You don’t understand now why I need to do this, but someday you will.”
“No!” Peter exclaimed. “You will never wash my feet!”
Jesus held out His hands to receive Peter’s foot. “If you won’t let Me do this, you will not have a part in My kingdom.”
With comical haste, Peter thrust both feet toward Jesus at once. “Don’t just wash my feet then, wash my hands and my head. Wash everywhere—please!”
“Ah, Peter, you’ve been baptized once already, and that was enough. You only need to have your feet washed to be completely clean.”
Humbly, Peter submitted, ashamed of his spiteful attitude. He wasn’t the only one. Except for Judas, all the disciples felt themselves drawn once again to the love and harmony they had lost. At last they could comprehend Jesus’ words as He asked them, “Do you know what I did for you tonight? Do you really understand? You say I am your Master and Lord, and I am. But if I, your Master, have washed your feet, don’t you think you should be willing to wash each other’s feet? What I did was an example for you. It is what I want you to do for each other. After all, the servant is not more important than his Lord, is he? Whoever wants to be the greatest must be a servant, the same way I have served you. You will be so much happier if you follow My instructions.”
“I know I feel better!” The relief in John’s voice made them all laugh.
Jesus embraced His beloved disciple before taking His place again. “That’s because you’re clean now, or at least most of you.”
Peter felt as if a great weight had been lifted from him, and ate heartily of the meal that followed the Passover supper. His bite of bread dipped in herbs and olive oil was part-way to his mouth when Jesus made a startling announcement. “Now, I am not talking about all of you that I have chosen, but just as the Scriptures say, one of you that is eating bread with Me has turned against Me for harm.”
Peter dropped the piece of bread on his arm, and next to him, James choked and tried to swallow. Fear gripped them all. “What are You talking about?” Peter asked.
Jesus answered the question plainly. “One of you is going to betray me.”
Peter looked wildly from one of his friends to the next. He knew them all so well, it was unthinkable that one of them could be the traitor. He saw the amazement on Andrew’s face and his heart constricted. Please, Adonai, don’t let it be my brother. He ran his fingers through his hair, frantic to know who it was. He looked down at his own hands. Oh, dear God, don’t let it be me!
Nathaniel was the first to speak. “Am I the one?” His voice shook, and he slumped in relief when Jesus shook His head.
“What about me?” Philip was next.
“Hope it’s not me,” Thomas looked aghast. “Never did anything on purpose, anyway.”
Peter gathered up his courage and asked, “Lord, is it I?” Again Jesus shook His head.
By now the table had become a scene of distress and confusion as each man asked if he was the one who would bring disaster on them all. Through it all, Judas sat silently, not even listening, and Peter came to regard him with suspicion.
Finally, John could take no more. “Who is it, then?”
Pain engulfed Jesus as He answered, “The one who dips his bread with Me is the same one that will betray Me.” All eyes went to Judas, as he obliviously dipped his bread in the same dish with Jesus. “The Son of Man must go to His death just the way it was written, but what wretchedness will come to the man who betrays Him!”
Confused by the sudden silence, and not sure what had just been said, Judas asked quickly, “Am I the one?”
Jesus nodded slowly. “It is just as you said.”
He was caught! Judas jumped to his feet, determined to fight his way out if need be. To his surprise, no one tried to stop him. Jesus touched him gently on the arm. “What you’re going to do, do quickly.” Without thinking, Judas swallowed the last bite of bread he still held into his mouth, before hurrying into the night.
“Where is he going?” Simon asked the younger James.
“I don’t know.” Already Jesus’ words seemed misty and unreal. None of them could comprehend the reality that one of their tight little band was collaborating with the enemy. “Maybe to get something else for the feast?”
“Simon!” Both Simons jumped when Jesus called their name, but Jesus was looking at Peter. “Simon, Satan wants you.” Peter was so surprised to be addressed by his old name it took a moment to assimilate the rest: Satan wants you. He stared in shock at Jesus, hoping to see a gleam of humor, some indication that this was only an ill-chosen jest, but Jesus was entirely serious. “He hopes that if he sifts you like wheat, you will be blown away with the chaff. I have prayed for you, though, that your faith will not fail. After you are changed, give strength to these men, your brothers.”
Could Jesus really have meant that I was the one who would betray Him, and not Judas? It can’t be! “No!” Peter shouted. “It won’t happen that way—I won’t let it!” His voice turned pleading. “Lord, I’m ready to go anywhere with You. I would go to prison, or even death!”
Jesus dropped back into the old familiar form of address. “Ah, Peter, I must tell you that before the rooster crows, you will deny that you even know Me.”
Cut to the quick, Peter buried his face in his hands, unable to look at any of the others. “No,” he sobbed quietly to himself. “It can’t be true! Please, Father, don’t let it be true!”
There was little any of them could say after that, and in near silence they finished the meal. Jesus smiled tiredly at them. “Before we go, let’s sing the hymn.”
Be back soon...
t&l
Well, B, I can understand that this occurred in the same general time frame of a single MD visit, but surely not during the very same exam!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I've been assuming everybody knows where their thyroid gland is, but just in case somebody doesn't let me tell you: the thyroid is in the neck; the prostate is in the, uh, um...
not-neck.
t&l
P.S. Well, I feel vindicated. Neaksis just read this over my shoulder and said, "So THAT'S where the thyroid is. I wondered about all these thyroid jokes." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Does this mean I have to explain the location of the prostate, too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Google it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm not sure it's possible to be coherent with this many kids in the house, since there is another couple and their 4 kids over here for supper. Count 'em. That makes 10. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
What I wanted you to get out of that book exerpt was the idea that when Jesus told His followers that they should wash each others' feet, as He had washed theirs, it was intended to help protect them against pride and self-exaltation, and to encourage them to see themselves as servants to their fellow believers, not rulers competing for territory and authority.
At any rate, today when it got time for the foot washing, I sent a note to Neak suggesting that she and her husband go to a separate room together to wash each other's feet, instead of her coming with the women, and him going with the men. I was deeply moved by the idea of the two of them performing this act for each other...for him, by washing the feet of the woman he had so profoundly wounded, to show his committment to be her faithful servant, and for her to show by this action not only her forgiveness but her willingness to serve him as well. When Pwitty Pwintheth and I finished washing each other's feet, and I'd kissed her and prayed for her, I left early to go back so I could play the piano while people filtered into the sanctuary. As I passed through the room where the men were, I saw the Dervish (4) kneeling at HP's feet to wash them, and Neaksis' DS#1 (11) taking a basin of water to where my dad (90) was sitting, to wash his feet...and I couldn't help but think how much happier all our families would be if we always manifested in our hearts, and in our actions, this same attitude of humble, loving, generous service for each other.
Were Neak and AJ deeply moved by this as well? How should I know?! I was extremely busy herding small fry! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> But I hope so. Their marriage will be the better for it, if they were.
t&l
T&L,
I found your footwashing story touching.
Hey, could you jump over and give some advice to this lady here?
http://www.marriagebuilders.com/ubbt/sho...;page=0#2819310-AD
I think I've got a couple of minutes for a toe-dip in the pool...
My mother died in February of '03, shortly after midnight. At 10AM I was outside the prison 70+ miles away to pick up Biodad for his release. When I told him my mother was dead, he sat there in the front seat of the van and cried. He stayed with us for the funeral, although CPS wouldn't allow him to visit the kids. At that point he still thought we were wonderful and was grateful for our care and intervention for the children. During that time he asked HP if he could live with us for awhile, but was turned down because it wasn't "convenient." So there were a number of stressors floating around just then, completely aside from the fact that my mother was dead, which, quite frankly was--all by itself--fully enough.
The day of the funeral my dad and I left for Wisconsin to bury her. I watched her coffin, in a cardboard box, being loaded into the plane for Minneapolis, and then my dad and I boarded another plane to take us there, too. Californians think of February as a cold, gloomy, rainy winter month. Ha! Wisconsonians spit on California's winters. We brought along our warm winter clothing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, suitable for California weather--and landed in the most frigid temperatures I'd seen since 1969 when I spent the first 6 months after nursing school in Chicago to be in that wedding and to be near MS. Snow. Wind. Sleet. Br-r-r-r. Even in the midst of my sorrow, I found time to praise my parents' good sense in moving to Hawaii when I was a little girl and letting me grow up where temperatures in the low 70s were considered a cold snap!
The night before the funeral, my cousin and I went to the cemetery to see if the grave had been prepared. Everything was covered by snow, and as I stood by the car, a gently-sloping hill went towards the gravesite. I didn't think it looked prepared yet, so started to walk on the "hill" towards the plot, only to discover, when I sunk in it up to my hips, that the "hill" was a snowbank. My cousin didn't see what happened to me, only that I'd suddenly disappeared. She's a little hard-of-hearing so she was standing above me calling, "Susan, Susan, where are you?", while I was down at her feet, half-buried in the snow and telling her, "I'm down here. Pull me out!"
In more temperate climes, particularly in Western cultures, death is gussied up and disguised a great deal. The grave is concealed by little drapes running around the opening, and the harsh dirt is covered by nice green artificial grass. A grave in Wisconsin in February is a grave. Ugly. Gaping. Final. I was told that when the backhoe came to dig the grave, the ground was frozen 5 feet down. I still try not to think about that, even though I know it doesn't bother her.
Well, my pt. has just decided that she feels like pushing. I guess that means I should get out of the Pool and dry off my toe! Consider it done.
t&l
People who putz around in labor all night should not be allowed to deliver with only 26 minutes left in the shift!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> So near, and yet so far. And furthermore, sleeping by the road along the way home screws up my whole time schedule for the rest of the day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> However, as much in a hurry as I was to get home, I still knew when my eyes started crossing--at 70mph--it was time to pull over and take a nap.
My mother is buried next to her parents, on a gentle slope which overlooks the fields through which she walked as a little girl to get to school, and across from the old farm house (now burned down) where she was born. I wanted her to be buried there because it felt right to me...this coming full circle, to be home again. But I wasn't bargaining on February. If she had died in July, or September, or even October, I might never have seen MS again. I never really thought about it until just now--but that day we buried a Snow in the snow. And when we returned to CA it bothered me a great deal that the last view my dad had of my mom's grave was that muddy hole in the ground, with all the brown, dirty snow piled up beside it. The cemetery where she is buried is a beautiful little country place (in the spring and summer when we usually visit), with green trees and grass and open fields. It was the image I carried in my own head when I thought about them both being buried there. Seeing that wound carved into the earth, everything white except where we left her, I just couldn't be comfortable with that being my dad's last picture of where she lay. Tell you the truth, I wasn't too crazy about it myself.
So I decided that I would take him back to see the grave in the springtime, when everything would be green and living, and settled on Memorial Day weekend 3 months later. Since the last time I'd seen him, MS said he was planning to be retired at 55 (as opposed to me--I'm just tired!), and do some traveling, I wrote him a little note saying that we were going to be there to visit my mother's grave, and I just wondered if a newly-retired gentleman with time on his hands and travel on his mind might be going through the town at the same time. I didn't put too much stock in it, because from where he lives to where we were going to be was almost a 2,000 mile trip, one way, and I certainly didn't expect anybody to be making that long of a trek to see me.
Neak and the kids went with us on this trip, and after visiting Flard and Gellnjen in OK, we arrived in WI on Friday afternoon. I had heard nothing from him, which was no surprise. We visit EsWa, as usual, and although they mentioned him, it was obvious they hadn't heard anything from him about any visit. Went to church, visited with the relatives, planted grass on my mother's grave (which, annoyingly enough, was still bare! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) But at least the rest of everything was green and the lilacs were blooming, and the bee-yoo-tee-ful headstone I'd chosen was there, so the trip wasn't a complete waste.
Sunday we began to prepare to return home, still with no word from MS. Which was OK. Really. I didn't have any particular urge to see him, no unfinished business in my head that I felt needed settling. I'd come and accomplished what I set out to do, and was ready to go home. We were supposed to be going to MN the next day to visit a friend in the federal penitentiary. I'd visited him once over the weekend, but he wanted to see my dad again, and was especially excited about getting to hold the Dervish, whom he had last seen during a visit we'd made to the prison he was in previously (same sentence, 4 different prisons--your tax dollars at work...OR, NY, WI, MN, plus the prison hospital in MO!) when the Dervish was a few months old at the most. So on Sunday afternoon I was busy packing, and talking on the phone to Neaksis, when I heard a commotion outside. I wondered who Neak could possibly be talking to, since we were there alone, when suddenly the door opened and Neak walked into the house, followed by MS. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> To say I was dumbfounded would be a serious understatement, since by this point I was deep in my departure mode and we were almost ready to leave.
He picked me up right off the ground and hugged me, leaving my feet dangling a good 8" off the ground. As much as I talk about things lots of people won't, I am still in many ways remarkably inhibited, and being embraced this way (and in front of my daughter, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) was surprisingly uncomfortable to me.
She told me later that when he drove up, he got out of the car and came up to her with tears in his eyes, hugged her, and said, "Hello, oldest daughter (the meaning of her first name, which is of American Indian origin). Do you know who I am?"
And she thought to herself, "Hm-m-m-mm. Older man, mom's age, knows my name, has tears in his eyes when he sees me for the first time..." And out loud, "Of course, I do."
It's 10:12, and I haven't been to bed yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I am SO going to hate myself this afternoon when it's time to get up. We are hovering on the very edge of the Saga now, and if anybody's still listening when it's done, I still have the life lessons I think I've learned from it which are generally applicable, and not just things that are useful to OtherSusan the Stupid. But for now, it's bedtime.
t&l
Oh I'm listening t&l, just not saying much !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh by the way ..
Does this mean I have to explain the location of the prostate, too? Google it!
Nah..I LIKE your explainations better.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Oh I'm listening t&l, just not saying much !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Saw Aussie's pix on Idiotville. Surprised you can say anything at all! Personally, I think men try to drive women crazy just for the fun of being the chauffeur.
Nah..I LIKE your explainations better.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> In
mixed company, AW? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Pro-state--as in, the state of being pro; not the same as amateur-state, or semipro-state, either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Not to be confused with the prostrate gland (as it is frequently misspelled and mispronounced), which causes men to collapse flat on their faces at our feet. Come to think of it, not a bad idea! Come ladies, 3 cheers for men's prostrate glands! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
oh yawning my head off ... soon as his master is finished burping here I'm going to bed ..I hope ...
Oh the pics are nothing t&l just the usual stuff they release..only reason I knew AUSSIE was in any of them was that he SMS'ed me..they are over a few weeks I think. They have now also released them to the media, without much info on them though.
Just wait while I swallow the other 3 prozac .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But I suppose its good to know hes ok at least. Some info Vs no info.
Mmm I dont think I will repeat what he says about the medicals he gets.... mixed company you know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll let you ask him when he gets back after going through it all again..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
ohh there he goes ..what a good boy... this mamas for bed
Night t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l,
I'm listening too. Just too darn busy these past few days to say much!
Hope you're rested! We can wait very patiently!
T&l,
please sleep on the way home!
we can wait for the end of the story!
Mmm I dont think I will repeat what he says about the medicals he gets.... mixed company you know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You mean, besides "Turn your head and cough," and "Skin it and wring it, soldier"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Honestly, the things I never would've learned if I hadn't married HP!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> He has certainly expanded my life's horizons... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Well, I feel vindicated. Neaksis just read this over my shoulder and said, "So THAT'S where the thyroid is. I wondered about all these thyroid jokes." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
OK, an evil light just went on in my head and I want to know why my innocent, virginal Neaksis knows where the prostate is, but not the thyroid? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Hm-m-m-m-m?!!
Neaksis? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Come sit down with your mama. We need to chat... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I don't remember what we visited about. My bad memory for that sort of stuff is, I think, God's gift to me to keep me from unhealthy brooding on the past, in the same way that my shape is His gift to me to keep me from immodest attention-seeking! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Very effective, too, I might add. I was able to talk to our friend in prison (let's call him, Kewpie) that afternoon, and to explain to him how MS had just showed up and that I wanted to stay another day and visit him, if Kewpie didn't mind us skipping the trip to the prison. He told me, "You're always doing things for everybody else, Susan. It's time you did something for yourself. I'll be out in a couple of months, and I'll see you all then. Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to visit." Just typing those words brings tears to my eyes, because Kewpie was dead before any of us ever got to see him again, and we never visited him as we'd promised. Not only didn't "we have all the time in the world," but even though no one knew it, we really didn't have any time at all. It has been 2-1/2 years since this happened and I still feel such regret and grief that I chose to stay and visit MS instead of keeping my promise. The one time in years I deliberately chose to do my own thing at someone else's expense, even though it was with his cooperation and permission, and look what happened. How long do you want to bet it will be before I pull a stunt like that again? I didn't know. I had no idea. I never dreamed. And I sacrificed a lonely family friend's dearest wish on the altar of my own inclinations. I am SO sorry. I will always be sorry. And I can't even tell him so, because it's too late. OK, we can talk about Kewpie later, if anybody's curious, but I've got to quit now or I'll be returning from my break with red eyes and shining nose, and no explanation that I care to give!
Neak, her kids, and I spent some of the evening at EsWa's house visiting with MS. Even though he'd driven 1,900+ miles to see us, he didn't want to continue chatting during milking since it would involve being in the barn <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> so we went without him to visit the cows. We took him out to breakfast the next morning, and it was so interesting to watch the kids interact with him. Pwitty Pwintheth sat on his knee and was charming. I remember thinking at the time that HP would probably take much less offense at me sitting there with MS than he would with his very own grandchild sitting there ON him. Of course, if I'd been sitting ON him, I suppose there would've been sufficient offense to go around! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> In one way it was sad to me, because I think it's too bad he doesn't have children and grandchildren of his own, given his obvious enjoyment of mine. But on the other hand, especially on difficult and complex days, I have to occasionally envy him the simplicity of the life he has chosen for himself!!
Since that time, I have had no unusual contact with him except for the yearly (or so) letters I send to everybody. I also sent about 7 people Neak's upcoming book as she wrote it, and he was one of them. He finally wrote back sometime this year, mainly to her, and told her how much he'd enjoyed the book. So when her first book was published she sent him an authographed copy and thanked him for his kind words. Her own dad has never read her book (either of them, actually), ironically enough, so I think MS's reading and enjoyment of her handiwork had more weight in these circumstances than it would've had otherwise.
I've got to go. Break's over. I'm surprised somebody hasn't hunted me down already. Maybe I can finish up before I go to bed, and then I can tackle the lessons first, and finally answer Pep's question as to what I'm like today...although how many questions could people possibly have left, anyway, after what you've heard?
t&l
Yes t&l,
I want to eventually hear the story of Kewpie.
I do hope you have/will forgive yourself for not seeing him. He's forgiven you & understands.
I can't guarantee that I'll never see MS again. When my dad dies, both of my parents will be buried there, and I will go back to my cousin's whenever I can, which won't be often, I know, to visit their graves. How could I tell in advance if such a visit might coincide with one of his trips home, too? I do know that it won't be at my arranging. If I knew ahead of time that either he and I were dying (we ARE both 57, after all, and life IS eventually 100% fatal), I would attempt to initiate the chance to say goodbye, if I could. But beyond that, what do I have to say to him, or he to me? I know that whatever "type" of love he still has for me, it was enough to make it worth it to him to travel almost 4000 miles (round trip) to visit for a single day. I don't really need to know more about how he feels about me than that, don't you think? He knows that I have always loved him, and will always love him from a distance, and keep him ever in my prayers. But we have each chosen our own path in life, separate as well as different from each other, and, whether or not we sometimes wish we'd put our roots down somewhere else (a different flower pot, perhaps?), we're attempting to bloom both faithfully and well where we have planted ourselves, even if the soil in at least one pot turned to be slightly more acid than anticipated. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I would be offended if he suggested anything else, because of what it would say he thought about me. And in my mind, he would be demeaned and my respect for him would be diminished if he ever did suggest something illicit. When I saw him 9 yrs. ago for the first time in all those decades, I came back to work to find the nurses all eager to find out if he'd been there, and once they found out he had been there, if we'd slept together. How insulting is that?! I hope that my indignant hedgehog imitation doesn't seem too hypocritical, coming, as it does, from the, um, anticpator-of-widowhood <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> you've already met...but we're at the END of the Saga now, not at the beginning, and if nothing had changed in all those years, there would've been absolutely no reason to tell the story, would there?
Before I go to bed, leaving any loose ends for later, I want to leave you with the words of this song, which I'd never heard before I took that trip back to Chattanooga 4 yrs. ago, and bought the CD when I attended the concert in Branson, MO.It's a song I listened to over and over as I cried my way through the 13 hrs. of driving to Chicago. It describes poetically pretty much where my head has come to be in this whole thing, and where I hope it stays, too. I can live with this attitude towards MS and my memories...somewhat melancholy, but both enduring and precious; painful, but like an old scar that aches sometimes instead of a fresh stab to the heart where the pain is sharp and shearing, and unbearably intense. It's OK to be me, I think. Although getting old is only good when compared to the alternative! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes it doesn't seem far--the distance for you and for me--
Where we are going--from where we have gone--to where we will finally be...
Still sometimes it seems like our yesterdays and former ways are millions of light years from here;
Even the road less traveled, to weary-worn eyes, is not that clear.
Yet here we are, together again; I'm sure that we can make it the rest of the road...
As friends.
And please let me express, with life still in me,
I'm proud that we were, and we will forever be.
You never need to live with worry or care;
Whatever you may lack, I'll always be right there.
It doesn't feel very far--the distance from here to the end...
We will be making our way on the rest of the road...
As friends. As friends.
There's another song I like, especially the chorus. It goes like this:
I hear the music from across the way,
Across the bridges of my mind.
I lift the misty shades of yesterday,
To catch the dreams I left behind.
Well, we didn't exactly "catch" them, did we? But we lifted those misty shades with a vengeance, at least, and batted the dreams about a bit, if nothing else!! And in the process, I've been benefited, and I hope you have, too--and that you'll stick around just a bit longer for the "Wisdom" of OtherSusan the Stupid. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Doesn't THAT sound attractive and worthwhile? I thought so, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
He's forgiven you & understands.
Thank you, CSue, you're very kind to say so.
t&l
I like the ending <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
When are you going to start with kewpie's story?
t&l,
I may open this debate to the general population, but since this thread is what triggered the issue for me, let me test drive it here?
The way you write about MS, you love him in a sense, and in his own way he loves you too. Here's where I may get grief from others, but as a former BS, I have the right to ask...
"How can love be wrong?" It would be WRONG to have acted on your loving feelings with MS, while married to HP.
In my case the OW really did love my husband....she shouldn't have acted on those feelings by having the affair...but was her love wrong? I don't think so...brb
Sorry my son arrived home from school! He likes to tell me what happened right away!
Anyway, my husband did not love the OW; he used her - but she did love him and he knew it which is why he chose her! Yuck!
She had been a friend of his for 22 years, and actually knew him before we met. He told me after the affair ended that he knew they "connected" right from the beginning; and when he was shopping for an affair partner she came to mind right away.
So I asked him earlier today about how I felt that "Love can't be wrong", to see what he said. He started by reminding me how sorry he was about the affair and how he regrets the enormous pain he put me through, then went on to say that no, he didn't think Love could be wrong.
It was wrong for OW to act on that love. She could have loved him from a distance like you love MS.
Oh, goody, I love giving opinions.
JMO, but I really don't think your OW, "my" OW, or any OP at all feels true love, ever, for the spouse involved in the A. Love is unselfish, pure, and holy. Affairs are evil, and (IMO) there is no way at-tall they are ever just an inappropriate expression of true love. Even if there might have been true love at the beginning, and this is arguable, the A would pollute that beyond recognition, and it could never ever ever be purified again this side of eternity.
I think that it is academic to debate whether they are "truly" in love. In most cases they think they really love each other whether they do or not. They love each other with the kind of love that the kids' mom has for her progeny. As shallow and unworthy as it is, she believes it is the real deal, and you could never convince her otherwise. So we can all sit around saying how it isn't real love, but that won't change how they percieve it. They will never be able to tell the difference until they experience the genuine article and can compare it with the counterfeit (if that ever happens). That said, I don't think your OW really loved AJ.
This wasn't the first Life Lesson on my list, but let me take a brief whack at it before I move onto Neak's book, which I am DETERMINED to finish editing within the next week or so. That way, if it's not ready for printing and sale by Christmas, it won't be MY fault! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
DISCLAIMER: All Life Lessons are coming, unapologetically, from a Bible-based perspective, as I understand it today. Nobody else has to agree with my conclusions, and I have no intent to stir up controversy with anyone having a different point of view...but if I'm going to tell you what I've learned, I don't really see any other way to do it except to say I believe the Bible is true and that there are standards of behavior
outside my own inclination, and superior to my own level of performance. The fact that any one of us doesn't always live up to what we believe in our heads, or desire to be in our hearts, may be less (as far as I'm concerned) an indication of hypocrisy than it is proof of our humanity and natural susceptibility to sin.
I think the problem with love is that too many people are confused about its definition, thinking that love is a feeling we possess, instead of what it really is...a principle of action. If love is an emotion, a feeling that sweeps over one, then only when I
feel love do I have love, and when the feeling goes (which it can do--there's no doubt about that), love is gone, too and I need to go out and try to replicate that sensation so I can find "love" again.
Not what the Bible teaches. The Bible says, "God IS love." So our true definition of love becomes what God is like. And that would be? God loved us while we were His enemies, giving His Son to save a world which had rebelled against Him, and people who would slay the very One who had come to redeem them. That kind of love is NOT based on feeling, since I'm sure it didn't
feel good to God to watch Jesus die on the cross, and it certainly didn't
feel good to Jesus to be there. But love for Them was not an simply an emotion, but it was
what They did, how They acted, regardless of how They felt.
Put that attitude into this situation, and what do I get? I get the understanding that my love for HP is measured, not by how I feel (which, quite frankly, on some days is neither warm NOR fuzzy), but by how I act. I can at least strive every day to perform loving deeds, regardless of whether or not I have an emotional feeling to go along with it. (Occasional glitches in this noble aim are not unheard -of! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) In doing this, I wish honor my Father in heaven, who sends the sun and rain on the just and the unjust, and gives life to both His enemies and His own children. For HP, and for MS, love must be shown by a sincere desire and effort to do
nothing that will harm them, hurt them, or tempt their feet to slip from the Christian path in which they both have chosen to walk. Especially for MS, for me to go to him and say, "I love you. Come away with me," would instantly reveal the love I profess for him to be a lie, and everything I might subsequently try to build on that lie would be "anchored" in shifting sand, unreliable, and doomed to fail.
If more people--and this would include the WSs discussed on this board--saw love the Bible way, there would be a LOT less pain being dished out in this old world. Neither throbbing erections nor tingling privates would be mistaken for love (Come here, darling, feel my "love" for you...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />), because love would be shown to others as God shows it to us--by kindness, patience, gentleness, goodness, faithfulness, honesty, etc., and the sincere determination not to cause anyone any harm or pain. I am convinced that
all affairs have selfishness as their root cause. The plants themselves may have some variation. Not all the flowers may be the same color, or size, or shape. The leaves may not all be alike. But dig down deeper, and you will ALWAYS find the same root..."I want (fill in the blank) and what I want is more important than anybody or anything else."
And so it becomes acceptable to a WS, however "sorry" they may claim to be about how his or her BS/children/parents/family is hurting, to be willing to inflict any pain, do any damage, cause any grief, produce any harm necessary in order to "feel" love again, and recapture an emotion they think they've lost. If you really "love" someone, you won't deliberately hurt them, because the
principle of love--revealed in the things you do--will stop you before you can do irreparable damage to who-knows-how-many lives, even if the
feeling of love you once knew is temporarily in absentia.
If I had time to read this over, and think about it some more, I'm sure I could refine it so I said it better--but I've got to do other things, and can't tweak it right now. But this should be enough to give you a general idea of what I think. I guess, boiled down to its essence, I'd have to say this: If you think love is an emotion, a feeling that can come and go, you can easily find yourself tempted into "love" that is wrong. If you accept love as a principle of action, to be displayed (regardless of emotion) by treating others as God and Jesus have treated you, I'd pretty much have to believe it's impossible for love to ever be "wrong."
So I can love HP and MS simultaneously, and within these parameters, without conflict or guilt...although not always without discomfort! Losing the discomfort will be one of the things that will make heaven such a wonderful place. But only one! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I like the ending <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
When are you going to start with kewpie's story?
I see for myself 2 things yet to do here. (1) Run through the Life Lessons, in other words, put all the Wisdom of OtherSusan the Stupid in a thimble (which will be big enough to hold it, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) and offer it up for discussion; and, (2) answer Pep's long-ago question, "What are you like today?" although I would think that has pretty much been answered already.
After that, there are unlimited directions towards which this thread could wander, if it doesn't find itself in a dead end somewhere! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You are an incredibly intelligent person! You have finally given me a definition of love I can live with. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I've really enjoyed the first part of this thread and I'm looking forward to the next part. I can't contribute much, but I am always listening and learning.
Thank you very much for teaching us all these lessons.
T&L -
I agree COMPLETELY. Being OLD, I have felt "in love" several times, with completely inappropriate people. Only the grace of God kept me from declaring my feelings, or acting on them.
I have a very idealist idea of love. It does not permit a "love" that begins by rolling over others like a tank, tearing lives apart, and leaving bodies strewn.
I would rather love quietly in my heart.
Wow t&l,
That was truly beautiful....give me some time to digest this, hope you don't mind discussing on your thread...I don't want to interrupt the saga wrap up...but what you said deserves more consideration~ Bless you!
T&L,
What does the phrase "Forsaking all others" mean to you?
-AD
You are an incredibly intelligent person! You have finally given me a definition of love I can live with. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
How can I take credit for intelligence when all I've done is to (FINALLY <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) have the good sense to take the good advice of the Good Book, and incoporate it into my life? Still, thank you for what you said. God is very wise, isn't he? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
No, Believer, we're not OLD. We're seasoned, mature, in full bloom, experienced, fully-fledged, ripened...and all the other stuff like that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It is often an unfortunate conceit of the young to feel that they invented love, sex, play,
life, while the rest of us of more-advanced years are mere withered prunes, dessicated relics of the Jurassic era, strewing the otherwise beautiful world of youth with our fossilized remains. I didn't exactly have that idea when the sun rose 9 years ago, but it was a light dawning for me to hear these 4 people in their 80s remember their youth with such clarity and vigor, regardless of the condition of their physical bodies. I always thought it was a bit silly for a couple of 90-yr. olds to get married, like you read about every now and again. Now I realize that their hearts are still
young, and they crave companionship and love just the same as they did when their bodies were young, too. If anything, I think love and attention and "belonging" tend to become more important to us, and not less, as we age. And that idealism about love, instead of being lost in grown-up cynicism, can shine even brighter, and be more precious when it is found, than it would've been when we were in our teens and twenties and
didn't have a clue.
I know I said awhile back that I'm much too cynical about men to have another relationship, but I don't see these two views as as necessarily being in conflict. I believe in the theory; in fact, I'm still very idealistic about the possibilities to be found in a relationship between two people who love each other. I just can't see myself putting it into practice, and starting all over again with anybody. Ever. Too much work. Takes too much effort. I'm busily employed, too. You might have heard that mentioned! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> But I will always applaud it every time I see it happen to somebody else.
Keep your idealism about love. I'm glad to hear that your experiences haven't ground it out of you, and you should be proud of yourself for coming through all this with such a good attitude still intact. Those silly 18-yr. olds don't have
anything on us! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What does the phrase "Forsaking all others" mean to you?-AD
Are you trying to
trick me into condemning myself? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Or are you talking about your future relationship with your XW, or with (potentially) somebody else? I'll try to come back later tonight and answer this, but if you're still online it would help to know which question I'm supposed to be answering... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey, it's a simple question. I'm not trying to trick you - just want to know what it means to you.
Yes, my question was more about you than about me, since actually, in my wedding, this phrase did not occur - since I wrote my own vows (with, what I though was my wife-to-be's agreement and approval, but now she scoffs at them). In my wedding, instead of this phrase, I said
"I commit my life to you, above every other eartly obligation, duty or interest;
above country, family or friend,
above property, work, pleasure or comfort".
Perhaps I should scoff at it myself. I would have been better served by the traditional line.
And then, I said
"I will never abandon nor forsake you, so long as we both shall live."
Oh, and the word "irrevocably" was in there too - at the beginning. <sigh>
That word haunts me. My entire vows haunt me. I've still got a tattered copy that I carry in my wallet.
BTW, I read all that you posted - except the final words of wisdom - because I
was already overwhelmed with it all and need to read it carefully.
I'm going to sleep now. I'll check in again tomorrow.
-AD
OK, get some sleep. I'll try to post before you wake up, not that I think you can't survive without an immediate answer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I guess I'm just paranoid because I've lo-o-o-o-o-ong expected I might get some flack at this point in the Saga from irate BSs, who felt that my last 2 contacts with MS were violations of my marital vows, or betrayals of HP. I mean, once I got smacked in the beginning, long before I ever got to anything I thought might stir up anybody's wrath, I've spent a lot of time being nervous about telling the ending. It's not that I expected blessings and sighs of approval for the inmate/murder plotting chapter, but it had all happened so long ago I didn't expect it to arouse any current emotion in anybody and was surprised when it did. So forgive me if I'm a bit, well, twitchy, right about now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And, no, if you joined the list of feminine hygiene products late in the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, and haven't read that part, you're going to have to go back and find it yourself. I am definitely not telling it again. Once was plenty. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Possibly even more.
t&l
P.S. Here's hoping that, since you're exhausted tonight, at least your insomnia won't be giving you a lot of trouble! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
P.S. Whatever happened to SS? Did he drop off the face of the map, or what? Hello, hello, SS, wherever you are! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I think SS is on vacation with his 8 kids and all - but getting a couple of days away with his wife in the midst of it somehow.
I'm not asleep yet.
T&L, what if you do get some flack? You're the matriarch of a clan after all. What does it matter what those people think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
-AD
I think SS is on vacation with his 8 kids and all - but getting a couple of days away with his wife in the midst of it somehow.
The nerve of that man, trying to have a real life without us! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
So I noticed. Tsk, tsk.
T&L, what if you do get some flack? You're the matriarch of a clan after all. What does it matter what those people think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You have highlighted an odd contradiction in my character. How'd you know about it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I crave approval, but function perfectly well without it. I am uncomfortable with being disapproved of, but can ignore it when I don't think I deserve it when it happens, and not let it affect anything I do that I feel is important. I try to avoid raising hackles, or getting into trouble, but am a tenacious opponent if backed into a corner. Conflict avoidance with a bad attitude. My personal favorite! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> In fact, I will do almost anything to avoid a fight, but if precipitated into battle, I enter it with the firm intention to be
the one left standing when it's over, if there's only one! I want to be accepted, but am often a loner. OK, I need to quit this. The longer I go, and the more I say, the weirder I sound...even to myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I guess the bottom line is that I care because I can't help myself (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but if I get flack it won't make me change my mind or what I do (if I think I'm right). I obsess WAY too much, when you come right down to it, but usually privately and internally, and in a much less-public forum. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The way you write about MS, you love him in a sense, and in his own way he loves you too.
I'm not even going to try and deal with what way he does, or might possibly, love me. I don't think those details are any of my business at this point. But from my point of view, the "sense" in which you say I love him primarily deals with, I think, feelings and emotions...nostalgia, loss, regret for missed opportunities, sorrow for what we wanted with each other but never will have...what-might-have-beens, I guess we can call them.And they are certainly present in my heart. If my love for him were defined, and confined, by those aspects, what a gloomy ending to the Saga this would be. Perhaps even unbearable, especially as I continue to grow older, and leave the optimistic dreams and aspirations of youth farther and farther behind. But love-as-a-principle-of-action, in my case its only possible means of demonstration (long-distance) being my faithful remembering him in prayer, gives me boundless hope for an eternal, and eternally-bright, future.
Last night on my way to work, the sun was setting in such a way that from the base of a bright cloud, golden rays of light shone down towards earth, much in the fashion that you see in paintings of the Second Coming. As I drove directly towards the cloud, and the brightness, a song came on the CD to which I was listening, and I heard these words:
There's a place for us; Somewhere, a place for us...
Peace and quiet, and open air, wait for us...somewhere.
There's a time for us; Some day, a time for us...
Time together, with time to spare, time to learn, time to care...Somewhere.
Those of you who share my era (Cretaceous) will probably recognize the song. But it made me cry because there ahead of me were "the gleams of the golden morning" (OK, technically, golden sunset--don't mess with my metaphor! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />). I was headed straight for them, and I rejoiced (in a weepy, sorrowful way <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) that there
is a place for us. It's just not here. There's a time for us, but not now. In heaven, we will love God supremely, and each other as He loves us. What's not to look forward to? If we all make it there, we'll be young and beautiful again (and HP will be happy all the time!), and have forever to be that way, too. I don't need anything else, although I must confess I do wish things would hurry up a bit. I'm so tired. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
love really is...a principle of action
I've been thinking about this some more, and while I truly believe it, if everybody had always looked at love this way, how much different today our legacy of songs, poetry, etc., would be! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
What's Principle of Action (POA) Got to Do With It?
How do I POA you? Let me count the ways.
POA Makes the World Go 'Round
I Want Your POA
You've Lost That POA Feeling
You Are My POA and My Life
I Honestly POA You
POA You, POA You, POA You
Not quite so catchy, are they? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Who can think of more snippets? I can't, but it's 2AM, and my tide has ebbed. At any rate, I submit that we'd all be better off, regardless of the impact on "the arts," if so many people didn't think of love as an itch to be scratched, a hole to be filled (not THAT hole <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />--I meant the one in the heart!), a need to be met, a desire to be satisfied. I'm not trying to deny the reality of emotions, or say that it's wrong to have them. But when my own emotions threaten to swamp my boat (dinky, leaking, adrift <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) on a raging sea of feeling, I often have to do some stringent reminding of myself that how I feel is not the guage of what is right, nor the measure of the validity of my experience. That's hard. I'll be the first to admit it. But when it works, it gives me a freedom that I didn't have before, and an ability to remain on an even keel in some pretty turbulent waves. And, as I said before, when I can't hang on any longer, God hangs onto me. I imagine it as being something like I held onto Neak's DS#1 when he was 3 or 4 and we visited Niagara Falls. V-E-R-Y firmly!
t&l
What does the phrase "Forsaking all others" mean to you?-AD
I'm on break so decided to answer this even though I don't have a Bible with me at work to give you references. You are a Christian yourself, so I'm sure you've heard them already. In fact, it was basically this very question, if I remember correctly, that led me to post on your own thread for the very first time. If I remember correctly, I also failed to convince you the first time around, too. I'm not sure I feel any more persuasive a month or two down the pike, either! But I can never resist a question...
You were troubled (correct me if I'm wrong) because you'd made these irrevocable promises, to be kept as long as you lived, and what were you going to do now that you were getting divorced? As a Christian, you know that no less of an authority than Jesus Himself stated that when adultery had occurred, the betrayed spouse was released from his/her vows and had the right to remarry. I don't know anywhere higher I could go than that, for reassurance that what your XW has done has freed you from the promises you made to her to "forsake all others" for the rest of your life. Didn't you forsake others while you were married? As in, leave them alone, with your mind, your heart, your body? Then you should be confident that you
have kept your marriage promise to her in every way that matters, until she herself rendered it null and void in the eyes of God.
It's true that the Bible doesn't
mandate divorce after adultery, but merely presents it as an option. If your wife had wanted to remain married, to rebuild, to restore, I think that, with the Biblical example of Hosea the prophet before us, you would've been obligated to at least try. But she didn't want that. (I know, she wanted your money, but that's different, and it doesn't count!) She wanted out. And Jesus says that this has released you from your vows, and you are free in His sight to marry again if you choose. Whether or not you do is up to you.
As far as your future dealings with her, I think that even now you can still be faithful to your promise to care for her for the rest of her life, in a neutral and unemotional fashion, by doing what you can to help her and your DD. You have the opportunity to model--for a woman who has a hard time accepting God-as-love, or God, or love, for that matter--the love of God as channeled through a human being. I'm not suggesting that you get sucked into her drama...and there's plenty enough of that. I'm suggesting that if you help where you can, without expecting anything in return (which is probably best, since that's likely to be what you get! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />); if you can remain calm in the face of either excitability or hostility; if you can avoid justified retaliation in the face of unwarranted aggression...then you have the chance to show her, in your human face, the face of a heavenly Father who loves His enemies, and who loves her, too.
I realize this is a tall order, and you're likely to have some slip-ups along the way. (Listen to the voice of experience, here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />) But by taking as much as you can of the emotional upheaval out of it for yourself, and loving her by what you do, not by how you feel, you will find (with time, if not immediately) that much of the "sting" goes away and you can deal with some truly difficult situations without losing your own mental footing or emotional equilibrium. You will need to do this for your DD's sake, anyway. Start as you mean to go on. It's easier than trying to change things later.
I believe with all my heart that if you do this, you will have kept every vow you ever made to her, without a blot on your conscience that you need to worry that God will see, and of which He will disapprove. Chin up, AD. If nothing else, it gives the Devil something to aim at!
t&l
t&l's message board:
one of the nurses from work is trying to get a hold of you. call me.
t&l,
This thread has so much MEAT in it, I'm overwhelmed!!!!
But it's a good overwhelmed, know what I mean??? I've been thinking non-stop about your definition of love, and came here this morning to see it fleshed-out even more.
My apologies to Neaksis the MB vegeterian for all these meat references....my husband is vegeterian too, except he eats fish - so maybe he's not a real vegeterian?
Honestly, t&l - if more people thought like you do about love the world would DEFINITELY be a better place. And actually just knowing you feel about love the way you do gives me hope.
Unfortunately possibly for this thread, it brings to mind another story I want to run past you for your thoughts. (feel free to postpone your answer - if it's time for more of the Saga - which should take priority). But I have to tell you this story NOW....so I can get it out of my head.
I'll put it in a new post, because mine seem to be disappearing lately!
t&l's message board:
one of the nurses from work is trying to get a hold of you. call me.
I know what she wants. We had a birth injury within the last 24 hrs. and she wants to compare notes. I hope they're not looking for a goat. (As in
scape.) That would be ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-d for somebody. Actually, it looks like the baby will be fine in the long run, but the immediate fallout isn't happy, even though, according to the literature, nobody did anything wrong and this can occur spontaneously during labor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm tired of being a nurse. I asked one of the other nurses, who would also be involved in testifying if this ever went to court, what we could do that would earn us a lot of money without having to be in close, dangerous contact with other people. Her idea? Hit men, because "you don't need to get close to them to do your job, and let's face it, there are a lot of people who don't need to be here." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I think maybe her attitude was a bit jaundiced this morning, perhaps? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Wonder why?
t&l
Ok.....
A few years ago, we decided to landscape our previously
un-landscaped yard. And since I live in a high mountain desert - unlandscaped means nothing grows without human intervention if it doesn't have a sticker attached to it.
So I was looking forward to some grass, bushes, shrubs amidst the gravel, rocks which are common in yards around here. We needed irrigation, new fencing, and sidewalks. It was a major project with much of the $$ we had to spend used for the underground work you couldn't see/enjoy.
Well, we got references, and made a decision regarding the contractor. The guy we chose was the business owner of the landscaping business. So he was involved in every aspect of the project. It became clear to me during the interview process that while I was interviewing him - he was interviewing me. I realized that not only was I in the position to pick him - he would be deciding whether or not he would chose me for a customer....very interesting situation I thought!
While I am someone who feels it is my responsibility to do God's work everyday as I come across the opportunities - I usually am subtle about it. So his portion of "interviewing" me included his story of being a "Born Again Christian".
This surprised me, however I wasn't uncomfortable with the discussion. I was raised Presbyterian which isn't a Born Again Religion - but I grew up in a part of the country (The bible belt)- so I'm not unfamiliar with the concept. In my belief system Born Again isn't a requirement for me to have a successful relationship with God.
So, in the course of his interviewing me - I thought that it could cost me his services but I had to be truthful. I told him that I believe that there are many pathways to God, different people hear different messages, and while I wasn't Born Again, I was fine that he was.
So he went into the "trying to convert me" mode. Which is really Ok too - I've certainly had many of these discussions with people who have different religious beliefs than me. We went around and around and around...
When having these types of discussions with people trying to convert...I finally get to the point where I need to wrap up the discussion, because they don't want to stop until I'm converted. So I told him that I was truly at peace with my own religious beliefs, and was very comfortable with the fact that he wasn't at peace unless he converted me! Basically saying to him I was comfortable with him being uncomfortable with me. That's usually the last word on the subject, I have found.
So in spite of not converting me - we agreed to do business together. I hired his company and because of the size of the project we ended up working together about 6 months by the time we made it through the planning and execution stages of the project.
As you can image, we worked closely together during this time. Often he would bring up his religious beliefs intertwined with discussion of drip irrigation, plant & rock selection. We agreed on some issues - but not on plenty! So in a sense we had a bit of a contentious relationship. I was looking forward to the conclusion of the project....
Imagine my surprise one day, when he told me he LOVED me!!! Sheesh.....I was soooo stunned, I can't begin to tell you. He loved ME???? He didn't KNOW me.... He was married & it was approximately a year after my husband affair and my finding of MB.... I did not see this coming.
In addition, he made a couple of inappropriate grabs for me, which was VERY uncomfortable. My response to him, when I picked my chin off the newly landscaped ground was he needed marriage help. I told him about MB and recommended he check it out here.
So my point is.........here's this guy who isn't subtle at all about his belief's, and chooses his customers based on their religious beliefs (I don't think he would do work for anyone who wasn't a Christian), and he PULLS THIS???
How does someone reconcile that????
t&l, you can probably see why your definition of love brought this story to my mind. IF he believed as you do, he would NEVER have gotten himself into this situation. I have to tell you, I lost respect for him as a result.
Fortunately I don't see him very often now - just maintenance stuff a couple times a year.
End of story!
This thread has so much MEAT in it...
My apologies to Neaksis the MB vegeterian for all these meat references....my husband is vegeterian too, except he eats fish - so maybe he's not a real vegeterian?
So what kind of vegetarian eats fish? An ovo-lacto-fisho-vegetarian, perhaps? I'm always amazed at people who tell me, "Oh, yes I'm a vegetarian. I only eat chicken and fish." And those vegetables would be, exactly? My position is, if it had a mother or a face, or could move about under its own steam, it's not a vegetable! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
All of the family is vegetarian. Even AJ became one, although I wouldn't bet my life that he never, ever sneaks a carcass past his lips, at least once in awhile. However, we're not
delicate vegetarians. It's a carnivore's world, after all, and we just do our thing and other people do theirs. The only time I get belligerent about it is when meat-eaters make fun of my food, at which times I've been know to express my surprise that someone who willingly makes his stomach the cemetery for the decaying corpses of dead animials would have anything to say about somebody eating vegetables, for Pete's sake! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And I did get up last night and leave the front desk for awhile until they were done eating their prey from the Taco Truck. Sorry, Believer, but the doctor had ordered lengua, and it smelled gross, even with peppers and onions all over it. But usually I don't care, and certainly not about metaphorical meat!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. What's your story? I'll look later today, but for now I am being seduced by someone much more alluring and irresistible... I must succumb to his charms, for the Sandman and I are about to make some beautiful music together! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> I hope.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Apparently we were posting at the same time. Neaksis asked me why I didn't read your letter before I wrote, and I said it was because your post wasn't there until I clicked mine, and "returned to the forum." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yea,
My husband says.........no land or air meat!!
Go get some rest.....replying can wait!
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t&l
Maybe I should have communicated better....it's not that you REMIND me of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> ; it's just that your use of it, is better than anyone elses!
Whew! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
There, did I clear that up? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Love the entertainment T&L , neak & neaksis and Csue ..... as usual I'm thinking WAAAAAAAY too much for 1.50am in the morning but blame that one on my sisters and their coffee and cake routine for today!!
Mums rocked MIKEY TO SLEEP ...one hand clapping and has dosed off herslef now .... Dad rang earlier and said hew as going fishing with his Vietnam mates ..so thats them for 3 or 4 days ..fishing ....sure... few slabs of beer at a beach up the coast more like it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well today we have been talking about DD’s wedding at some time in the future, she’s not sure when yet ..wants to finish Uni unless things hot up in the war.
So we discussed what type of wedding? Military she says…
You see they tell you that the biggest differences between a military wedding and a civilian wedding are the invitations, the uniformed attendants & the couple, and the arch of swords or sabers at the end of the service. Everything else is the same – they say.
Mmmmmmmm okaaay <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
The wording on the invitation needs to be written precisely according to standard etiquette and include your branch of service and your rank. Oh and be sure to check with your bridal consultant or the stationery store expert for the correct military wording on your invitations …WHY you ask???? . There are many different correct forms to use. YOU MUST by law use the correct form.
See where I’m going yet? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Dress can be your dress uniform or full-dress uniform, including medals or merely ribbons. Badges may also be worn.
Men or women in uniform do not wear or hold flowers, corsages, or boutonnieres. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
If your groom is a member or graduate of one of the academies, you may display its flag and motto in the church along with the National flag."
Oh yes so Jonnie’s will be ‘I volunteer for ANYTHING” … saaaay I’ve heard THAT one before!!! Just can’t think of it right now though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
May is used as the operative word as in legal use of may which is MUST!! , 'Can be' is also interpreted as ‘may’ ,,and we’ve been through that one.
Oh Mum don’t be so pessimistic she says!! What, me ???????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Then the vows….. Vows may – there’s that word again – relate to a religious ceremony however MUST include reference to loyalty to the Crown & Country.
So with that in mind I have altered my own for an example for her ….
”AW do you take A2 as your etc etc
to live in sub standard housing for 15 years
move your children – God willing, this is the religious reference - every two years
arrange for new schooling in this process
arrange for new health care because while we’d like to look after you we don’t have a hospital in YOUR posting area.
live alone for periods of 12 to 18 months without ANY contact from your H
to quietly watch as your H in a PTSD episode puts a fist through a door or throws a TV through double glass sliding doors
at these times DO NOT bring your H breakfast in bed , the wall behind you is quite solid and your impact on hitting it can leave marks you will be charged to repair
have your H miss your children’s birth if circumstances can be worked that way at all – sorry lov invading the Solomon Islands today you start without me
You end that with a cheerful and resounding “I shall” .
Snickers from the sisters and a ‘Oh mum stop being so cynical” <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh but it doesn’t stop there my girl..oh goodness no……..
Its followed by A2’s part ..“take AW as your wife forsaking all others excepting those under section 99-3 sub -section A of the Military code of Behavior and the National Security Act of 1975, revised ad infinitum , and requirements as such and aforementioned as determined by lawful instructions for Queen and Country ……
“Then why are you and Dad still married if its been so hard??” Guess its love honey, we all do a lot for that. “Mum sometimes you are VERY strange” <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Do tell, must run in the family, last I heard you SWORE you would never go out with a Army man let alone MARRY one like you did mum !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
"oh" she says " I did sort of get that one wrong didn't I"
"OMG I'm turning into you Mum!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Bringing up children never USED to be so hard until they became adults!!
OMG NOW I sound like my Mum!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I'm tired of being a nurse.
It may be temporary, but I worry about the hours you work. Three years is STILL a long time.
I'm only half teasing. Maybe 1/3.
SS
from AW -
"OMG I'm turning into you Mum!!"
It happens all the time, and often it's a good thing.
You are well? I mean, I know you don't get enough sleep, but other than that you are well?
SS
from CSUE -
Imagine my surprise one day, when he told me he LOVED me!!! Sheesh.....I was soooo stunned, I can't begin to tell you. He loved ME????
Though it is not my place to judge, (good thing too) I have a hard time believing that someone who was really born again could, or would act like this. If your heart is really changed through faith in our savior, you become a new person.
My opinion - but it doesn't make much sense to me to say you are saved then hit on someone other than your spouse.
and Hi - I'm back from my trip.
SS
Yes SS
I can truly say that I am.
Of course I worry too much about A2, DD & her fella who is also overseas, my son who is going into the Army, but isn't that what mums do? ......lol
No longer fall apart - well so far <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - when I get official news like I used to. I reckon I was still a bit depressed then.
Diabetes is ok but still over weight which I will have to loose.. dont they have magic pills YET for that? bugger!! lol
Thanks SS, I can tell you its great to be a normal person whatever that is these days.
And I hope all is ok with you to?
Yes AW, things are mostly well at our house. I was about to say "every thing is fine" but we are pretty normal, and have our good, and bad days. Mostly good, and I am thankful for that.
I am glad that Mum's worry - that is one of the good things in the world, I hope it never changes.
As far as magic pills for weight - let me know when you find them, and till then, I will exercise and be careful of what I eat, and still be a little overweight. Yes, I agree with you on that lol.
SS
AW,
You're right...it's rarely a dull moment on this thread!
SS....
I suppose that was the point I was trying to make...here with all of landscaper's trying to convert me to "Born Again", and he then HITS on me????
We talked about the sinfulness of this VERY issue after it happened. He said he would pray about it and talk to his minister. It was pretty awkward to deal with him for awhile; then when I saw him last April - he made some comment about me being "proper", and that THAT was the problem! I was really <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> about that one.
T&L,
Thank you for taking the time to post. I enjoy reading, and I learn much.
Do you understand your feelings about people posting or not posting to you here? I have been thinking about that. It is interresting.
SS
You have the opportunity to model--for a woman who has a hard time accepting God-as-love, or God, or love, for that matter--the love of God as channeled through a human being.
Interesting you should comment on that. One time, in the extremely trouble first year of our marriage, my W had smashed a lot of dishes and stuff - an entire set of china ($1200) etc. At that time, she didn't have a driver's licence. I was driving her to the university each day. So, after all this horrible stuff - during which she was sleeping in the other room and I was literally sleeping with my shoes on - because I never knew when she was going to appear and start breaking glass again - I drove her to the university one morning.
As I watched her walk away from the car, I wished I never had to see her again.
Soon after I got to work, she called and wanted me to come get her. She had finished her first class. She had another class at 11am, but didn't want to hang around the campus for an hour and a half. I told her that I was working -and I thought it was silly for me to spend an hour driving back and forth to get her, take her home, and almost immediately take her back to the campus. She said "Fine! Then don't bother to come get me this afternoon either!". (and hung up).
I didn't hear from her that afternoon, nor did I attempt to call her. She didn't ahve a cell phone and had to call from a landline on campus anyway.
I went home. Still no call from her. 8:30pm, she arrived at home - on foot. It's about 5.5 miles to the campus, and it was February. There is no nice sidewalk along this way - and much of it is unlit roadway where you have to walk on the shoulder. She had stubbed both big toes accidently hitting bricks or chunks of concrete hidden in the tall grass on the shoulder. (One toenail later fell off). She was standing on the front porch ringing the doorbell - because she had forgotten her key. I didn't let her in immediately, but went out the back door and came around to talk to her - to gauge her mood - to find out if she was still in an angry smash-it-all mood.
<AD pauses thoughtfully at the memories>
She was really hurt that I didn't let her in immediately. She walked away from the house toward the road (unlit, 2-lane, semi-rural road, quite busy). I followed, trying to find out what were her intentions. She ran into the road in front of the cars. I had a flashlight with me, was running after her, shining it on her so the drivers could see her. I grabbed her, tugged her out of the road, led her back to the house, opened to her.
She said "AD, you represent the love of God to me. If you ever stop loving me, I'll die."
<sigh>
-AD
T&L and Neak,
The book came today.
I may be able to start reading it tonight, but if not, it will be tomorrow.
Thank you very much!
-AD
She said "AD, you represent the love of God to me. If you ever stop loving me, I'll die."
<sigh>-AD
What a responsibility and a privilege you have in this situation. I'm not sure I envy you, though!
t&l
I'm sure she has forgotten (but maybe not), that she said that once. She is much stronger now than she was then, semi-suicidal thoughts are rare. She manages her anger much much better. She's growing. I still believe in her. When I pray, which is not very often anymore, she and DD are all I pray for - that God take care of them - bless them, protect them. Still, even now.
-AD
Tina-
I received your “angry” letter today. Of course, at first I was dumbfounded--then I got p------!! I cannot believe that you would actually think that I would use the children to get back at you or your mother.
I notice that you and your mother use the non-confrontational approach to spew out your hatefulness. I was going to call and realized that you would not talk to me.
I think I’m the beneficiary of your being angry at John, here he comes to see the children after he sees -------- (editor’s note: ex-girlfriend and mother of his other child). He mentioned that you were very aloof. I got the feeling that you might be jealous. I know your mother selected John to marry you and somehow if you got control of his children- he would come back to the church, the children and you and you all would live happily ever after. So since his visit, you have had a chance to plot your revenge and make up all that cah-cah about me.
Actually, I’ve always felt sorry for your being saddled with 3 children and deprived of your youth and ambitions. You should have listened to your dad.
You know and I know that it doesn’t matter what I say or feel about you or what you say or feel about me-in six years it is all moot. DS11 will be 18 and will come to uys and then DD9 and DS8. I believe I told you this before so it should not surprise you. Actually when DD9 is 16 she can be emancipated and join us also.
You might not want to fill their hearts with lies or whatever and you might not want to deprive them of any verbal contact with me or their Dad as it could come back to bite you in the rear.
One of the things you did wrong was to have the kids call you mother. Its not like their mom or dad have died so it must create some confusion to the children.
I was horrified to learn you had a padlock put on the refrigerator-when did you learn that meaness? (editor’s note: it is on due to the uncontrollable eating urges the children suffer due to previous trauma. DD9 developed 7 cavities and had to have one extraction in a 6 month period as a result of her compulsive snacking) I’ve read about that behavior in mystery books and heard about it on those police programs but I’ve never in my life known anyone that did it. So if you do it -its OK? But if Biomom did it-then DPS need to know? (Is this a “bite” moment?)
I’ve had 4 children and never once were they deprived of any kind of food. I planted fruit trees, went to Apple Hill, went to orchard, did a lot of canning and jelly and jam making so my children would always have plenty. Even kept the freezer full of meats, breads, cupcakes etc. I made a lot of bread, pies, and cakes. I would buy the 100 lb. sacks of potatoes, flats of eggs, boxes and boxes of cereal-feeding and clothing my children came first-right up there with my love and pride. Plus I worked, never took and child support except when I was dealing with my cancer (6 mths), and many times I worked 2 jobs-even joined the US Naval Reserve and found time to go to college for 5 years. I even bought a house and paid for it all by myself. J
So!! Why are you sitting on your butt-taking aid or whatever. I hear about that crappy food that you feed the kids-I act like its good but I really want to vomit. And why are you selling the children’s Christmas gifts on E-bay or yard sales- that’s a really great message to imprint them with. If you don’t want us to help-then say so.
I re-read my last page and it crossed my mind that you are lazy and having the children is your excuse to not work-am I right? Also-how come you don’t have a boy friend?? Can’t find another “Bad Boy”?
So here we are-Biomom’s married and happy, Biodad and Latest Squeeze and engaged (going to Reno today-so I may get a surprise) and look at poor old Tina-stuck with 3 kids, no man, no fun, just the same old-same old. No one cares- your mom has your Dad, your sister has her husband, your brothers are doing their own thing. So what happens to Tina 10 years from now-no kids, no home, no job, no husband, no education, no build up of Social Security, no build up of retirement-oh well- maybe your mother will support you for your “sacrifices” and you can be a martyr and be called “Tina the Old Maid” of “No Life Tina”. I told you-you should have listened to your dad.
(the next part concerns the letter that my dad sent to CPS a # of years ago, and out of respect for his privacy, I will not reproduce it here)
You should have gone to college but your mother had to use you since she knew your Dad did not want Biodad’s kids there. Also he told Biodad that no way would he allow him to take Susan away from him. That’s why your mother had to move Biodad to the trailor-which she liked to visit in the wee hours of the morning. Your dad knew what your mother was up to. And now innocent Tina enters the picture-as your mother explains-”I’m just picking Biodad for Tina”. Like your dad believed that.
As I think more about your letter I’ll probably write again. I hate it when people accuse me of a falsehood and try to make me a scapegoat for some thing I had no part in.
Another thing-why aren’t you helping the kids with their spelling and math? I sent those workbooks. Biodad thought that the books were too advanced for the kids-so that means they are not getting a full education. Cousin 1 and Cousin 2 love the books and use them all the time. In fact they usually score in the upper 2-4 percentile in the national test.
Other than the refrigerator being padlocked, I haven’t heard of any other abuse. Just so you know- if you physically discipline DS11, DD9, or DS8 or use me as a part of your punishment routine I will call Child Protective Services . Time outs are acceptable.
You may have custody of the children but that does not give you the right to deny them access to their family. Your statement of allowing the kids to see or talk to their family is cah-cah. You should be making every effort to see them reunited any time they want instead of acting like it is a big favor on your part. Do you want to become a manipulator like your mother?
PS. I have every letter that your mother wrote, plus every letter you have written-so be nice for the next 6 years.
Why did you have to start this up? You could have called Biodad-he would have told you I rarely ever talk to the kids because I hate the cell phone.
Now that you have opened Pandora’s Box, be prepared of letters just like all those long-long letters your mother sends Biodad.
If the kids misbehave of want out-it is very understandable-they are old enough to wonder why they are with you when mom’s OK and dad’s OK.
I still don’t know why you were in such a rush for adoption. You had to know that Biomom and Biodad would change. Your mother was always going to see him-she should have been aware of the change. None of it makes sense. Now the kids and victims and being punished for their loss. I don’t even know if you are mature enough to know the damage you are doing to the kids.
I hope you don’t let your temper get out of hand and really hurt the kids. Many times in the news, I read about young women who decided the kids cannot live for whatever reason. I think Child Protective Services made a bad judgment call on this one. I think they should go see the kids and see if they really want this arrangement.
Yikes!!! She's some lady!
Neaksis,
Why take the time to read this tripe twice - or to type in in for our disgust? Just toss it in the trash (or send it to the lawyers or CPS) but don't waste your time responding to it. My vote: Cut her off - cut them all off. Your kids are your kids.
I'm sorry you have to deal with all this mess. 3 kids make a handful - but 2 witches and a warthog on the side make it a nightmare.
-AD
Isaiah 5:20.
Psalms 82:5
ECCLESIASTES 2:14
I wouldn't talk to her either. You can't reason with someone that is unresonable.
I hope it doesn't get to you.
SS
Maybe I should have communicated better....it's not that you REMIND me of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> ; it's just that your use of it, is better than anyone elses!
I told AD once on his thread, when he wondered if I was really <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> when I used the emoticon, that I couldn't understand if people really used it to express genuine anger. I think Snarky Pete is much too phlughphee to represent anything serious. For that, you'd need a Wrath of Thor emoticon--a fierce cloud face, perhaps, with lightning bolts coming out of it. People running in terror. Hiding in caves. Not this sissy little fella! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I just love emoticons. They're like fat punctuation marks. I think they break up long posts and make them easier to read, and to keep your place in the thread. And the sequence I made up for you looked so funny to me I just had to laugh out loud. Oh, well, if we haven't already established that I've got an odd sense of humor, perhaps now would be a good time. Here goes. I have an odd sense of humor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Since there
is no Wrath of Thor emoticon, if I'm really annoyed, I will just have to be here what I generally am when people irritate me in real life: extremely polite, very proper, completely humorless, and ostentatiously-dignified in my manner of speech. Trust me. You'll be able to tell!
I've got 1/2 hr. in which to eat my food and do my goofing, so I'm going to skip on to another post. Will get back to the Missionary Gardener later.
t&l
Why take the time to type in in for our disgust?
I don't know. Maybe because she thought people experienced in fog and babble would be able to understand just how hard this is to take, and could give a little encouragement and instruction in how to cope? Maybe because letting off a little steam here makes it easier to hold to her determination not to respond to Granny Gargamel in any way? Maybe because she wanted to vent to the forum, not to the witch? By the way, I like 2 witches and a warthog as a description. Very clever, and devastatingly accurate, too. Not polite, I guess. Not showing the love of Jesus we are to display to our enemies, but
I like it anyway! Hey, I
never said I was a nice person. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Obviously, at least in my thoughts, I don't always take the moral high road either...
I think she should go to CPS, too, before they can make any trouble for her. Pre-emptive strike. That's MY motto. Get your story in and on record before the other guy can tell his. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I don't have time to deal with this right now, but oddly enough (and sadly enough), this situation
is part of the Saga, and the reason I mentioned earlier that I feel so guilty about how Neaksis' life has turned out. It's one of my Life Lessons from the Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid. Maybe I'll tackle that one next, as soon as I can, since there's no particular order in which the Lessons have to appear, and right now this situation is a particular thorn for all of us.
Is there any money in being a hermit? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Anybody hiring?
t&l
P.S. Well, back to work. At least my pt. is nice, and the doctor is nice, so it could be worse. My delivery earlier kissed my hand, and said she couldn't have done it without me. Made me get tears in my eyes...after several snipes this afternoon at my character by HP, plus this blistering load of lies from Gargamel Granny, being appreciated like that just blew me away.
The reasons I typed it in were two-fold. I wanted to send it to my mom so she could read it (So she read it here, oh well, that's how we do most of our communicating these days anyway), and I wanted to email it to some church members so that they could pray about it.
Plus (this is the super secret part) I wanted someone to go poor, sweet baby after going through the trauma of getting it.
There, now you know
I have no intention of legitimizing her hysterical rantings by responding to her and am planning on asking the advice of my social worker later on today as to what my course of action should be.I want to have all my protective measures in place before things get really ugly.
Plus (this is the super secret part) I wanted someone to go poor, sweet baby after going through the trauma of getting it.
There, now you know
What IS it about this thread that entices the members of this family to confess their innermost embarrassments to the whole blasted world? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Honest to Pete........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Arg-g-g-g-gh! I give you plausible deniability, and then you have to go and tell the
TRUTH!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
and then you have to go and tell the TRUTH!!!!!!!!!!!
It's how she was raised - even I can figure that one out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
W and I are back from our trip. I don't remember if I said anything about being gone, but it's good to be back.
It is a rare person indeed who can get a letter such as that one and not come unglued. Of course approaching it calmly is also the best way to solve the problem, and get her out of the loop, so I applaud your doing it this way.
I agree with Ad - it is far better for the children to have NO CONTACT with anyone who could, and would write something like that awful letter.
I hope this chapter closes quickly so you can get on with the more rewarding phases of your life.
SS
You didn't say, "Poor sweet baby..." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Then the vows….. Vows may – there’s that word again – relate to a religious ceremony however MUST include reference to loyalty to the Crown & Country.
AW, I laughed out loud at your military vows. I don't think they'll actually be "picked up" and used officially, though. That much truth all at once might scare too many people off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You didn't say, "Poor sweet baby..."
But I am a GUY. We talk all around meeting someone's needs, but never actually meet them. Didn't you know?
And I thought you had experiance. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
PS,
I've thought about it for a while, and I can be trained.
Poor Sweet Baby - Please know we care. I admire you for taking it seemingly so well - but also understand that it hurts underneath even if you don't show it.
I wish you had someone to hold you when these kinds of hurts come. I hope all your dreams come true - and will pray for that for you. People do care, even if we are not very good at showing it. Wishing you a happy day today.
You too T&L - you too.
SS
In my belief system Born Again isn't a requirement for me to have a successful relationship with God.
I can't say that I agree with you about this, if your statement is taken at face value. However, I think it's already been established that friendly disagreement is now only allowable on this thread, but expected. I'm wondering, though, if it's not perhaps a matter of terminology, rather than a fundamental disagreement in concept. Here's why. Jesus Himself said that we must be "born again" in order to "see" (enter) the kingdom of God. I'm not sure how anyone could credibly argue that the King of said kingdom didn't know what was needed in order to be in it. That said, I'm not always exactly sure what people of other faiths mean when they say they've been "born again." Sometimes if sounds too mystical and ethereal for me, since I understand it, not in some exotic sense, but in an intensely practical way, as something very basic.
According to the Bible, we are all born with sinful natures. Our hearts are described as being stony hard, and naturally tending towards wickedness. In fact, according to the Bible, "the heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked." (Jeremiah 17:9) The Bible is really not at all flattering towards the natural condition of human beings, is it?! In the heavenly kingdom, there is only peace, joy, harmony, and perfection to be found. Not a place where desperately wicked hearts could be at home, nor find comfort, completely aside from the fact that having people there who were so at odds with everything about them, would just ruin it anyway. So, since our first (natural) birth makes us unfit for the kingdom of God, in Jesus we have the chance to be born again as citizens of heaven. When this happens (by accepting Jesus), God gives us a new heart, one in which he can write, "upon the fleshy tables"(as opposed to the stone tables used at Sinai), His law, which will be our delight. He gives us a new mind, the mind "which was also in Christ Jesus," so that we are now able to appreciate and understand the spiritual things our carnal (natural) mind could never do. There is forgiveness for the sins of the past. There is power for the trials of today, and the promise of power for whatever is coming tomorrow. So even though we may look exactly the same on the outside, inside we are so changed, so different from what we were before, that the Bible says it's just like we've been born again into a "new creature." If being "born again" means anything different than that, I've never heard it. And I think, regardless of what term you use to describe the process, most Christians (all?) could agree that the changes I've outlined, and which the Bible guarantees to those who accept Jesus at His word, are definitely things you would want and need, if you're going to follow Him.
So my point is.........here's this guy who isn't subtle at all about his belief's, and chooses his customers based on their religious beliefs (I don't think he would do work for anyone who wasn't a Christian), and he PULLS THIS??? How does someone reconcile that????
I don't think you can reconcile it. I'm certainly not going to try!!!!!!!!! There are several possible explanations that come to mind. Maybe one of the ones I'll mention is the right one. Maybe the answer is a combination of several. Maybe it's something completely different and I've missed it entirely. But here's what I think... (1)
Religion as a pick-up tool, kinda like guys who take cute dogs, or little kids, for a walk in the park so they can attract girls. He thought you were desireable. He wanted to spend more time around you. Talking religion kept you talking to him, didn't it? (2)
Religion as a bludgeon. Some people just like to argue about it, and finding out that he "loved you" was just a surprise sideline of his original intention just to hammer on issues. (3)
Religion as genuine outreach, only to find that his humanity (and genital twitchings) overcame, overpowered, and trampled his original good intention of converting you. (4)
Religion as hypocrisy, in which case he would certainly not have been the first, nor will he be the last, person to profess something with his lips which is not acted out in his life. Although I draw a distinction between hypocrisy, and yielding to temptation and falling into sin, there's no way for me to tell which category he'd fall into, so I'm not even going to try.
What I can say with assurance is that, however noble his profession of faith, or his intentions towards you,
may have been in the beginning--what he at least showed by what he did is that he not only didn't have the love of God in his heart, but he had not been born again, either, to receive the new mind and heart that the "new creature" of God's kingdom is to possess. In my opinion, he needs way less
theory of the new birth, and way more actually, and
in reality, of being born again.
So, how judgmental was that!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Not intended to be, at least not as far as his ultimate destiny is concerned. But Christians ARE commanded to judge righteous judgments, by which I understand that although we are not given the right to say where somebody is going to end up in eternity (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />), we ARE given the right to look at what people do, and if it's wrong, to pull back from doing the same...because it's wrong. And since what he did was wrong, it is acceptable for a Christian to say so. So.
t&l
P.S. At least you didn't fall for it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm too angry at the witches and warthog to say "poor sweet baby" - at least I was. Sorry. :anotheremoticontheydonthave: What you need in this case is a friendly dragon, to do what the dragon in Shrek did to Lord Farquad (or whatever his name was). Sorry, you're right T&L, not a Christian attitude - at all.
-AD
But I am a GUY. We talk all around meeting someone's needs, but never actually meet them. Didn't you know?
I was teasing, I hope you know! I get goofy at the end of these long nights.That I am always proper and dignified at every other time should go without saying! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It probably goes without saying because nobody wants to LIE.
And I thought you had experiance. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I DO have experience. It's just that so much of it was bad! I have found you to be much more introspective than most men I know. I realize that damns you with faint praise, but hey, take your compliments where you can get them! Keep 'em safe, and eventually you can make yourself a necklace of hens' teeth, too!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l, signing off and
definitely going to bed
T&L,
What a wonderful post about rebirth!
And I think you are right on the mark about the landscaper. Of the options you gave, I would guess that he is a player - and uses religion to get class to women - get them talking to him. Maybe he used different things depending on the woman. Every day he spends with women, doing for them what they never could get their husbands to do, listening to them, responding to their opinions, sweating in the hot son with his strong, well-worked body. (And getting paid for it.) Yeah, it's easy to pick off a few of those ladies. He probably tests each one for vulnerability - and if he doesn't find them attractive, he's probably too busy to do the job.
-AD
Sorry. :anotheremoticontheydonthave: -AD
Where are the computer geniuses who can invent us some REAL emoticons, manly emoticons with some muscle, some kick, some force. Maybe even something, if you're mad enough, that would come right out of the computer screen and wave its fist under someone's nose. Now
those would be fun. In a non-exemplary, unChristian way. Oh, well........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
What a wonderful post about rebirth!
AD
Thank you. It's even more wonderful to experience than it is to discuss! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. You've got mail
P.S. Neak--is there any possibility at all, after all your A-related postings over the past few months, that you have even one secret wart left--somewhere, anywhere--hidden safely in a secure spot, undetected till this very moment, that you'd like to drag out today and skewer on the family confession board? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!
There is so much MORE meat in this thread again....I practically want to devote my life to responding!!!
Unfortunately, I have only a moment so we'll have to do with some one liners!!!
First and most importantly is Neaksis -
I truly am so very sorry that you got that letter...I do hope you get in your premptive (spl?...don't have time to check) strike first...
You know this already....but to respond to her ONLY encourages more of the same. You are a "Poor Sweet Baby" who didn't deserve to be treated the way you were. Where I suppose "information is POWER' and that might be why you read the letter, instead of tossing it unopened or ever better RETURNING it to sender UNOPENED....that might be your best option in the future!!!
Now on to the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />...it's truly my favorite now! It's a humorous <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> - and I enjoy him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> quite alot. Is it a him or her?
Anyway I have avoided using any emoticons in the past...but now I'm reallly starting to enjoy them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />...thanks alot t&l.
Well I must go....didn't even get to finish reading THIS thread from when I was last here. But had to come and talk to Neaksis FIRST!!! Her situation is THE priority!
neaksis - Blessings to you. You are doing the most important work in the world - raising children. File future letters away, without opening them. You don't deserve this hatefulness.
Ok, I'm hoping this helps me...
I'm asking for prayers - this sounds so stupid to me to write this - but maybe it will help.
I leaving in a little while to go to my YS's school to talk with his teachers. They requested a meeting with us to discuss him.
Not surprised since my YS has many struggles. This particular struggle isn't life or death or infidelity for that matter...but I am his major advocate, and I tend to take things way too seriously.
So what I am asking you to pray for is that I don't "lose it"! I don't want to cry in this meeting. I get so mad at myself when this happens, because the shift changes focus from what HIS needs are to ME...and I don't want this to be about me!
So to any of you kind thread-readers are willing...I would appreciate prayers of support.
Thank you
Prayers coming your way. Hang in their. I have a friend that went through something similar. Be like a broken record and don't get distracted.
Neaksis
all I can say is 'are you SURE that woman isn't on drugs? SHE SO FAR GONE SHE is off the scope.
Whatever you can do legally & affordability wise to get her out of your life go for it.
Neak
chocolate hon, chocolate solves all prego things & stop confusing the poor kid with all those flavours....stick to chocolate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l ...
I really really thought it was going to be easier once the kids became adults. Honestly I DID!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Ok now go and have a good laugh point the finger and snigger!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
And STOP laughing so hard !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
thats my Mum in the background ROTFLHAO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mike needs a bit of boob right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
catch you all tomorrow!!
I was teasing, I hope you know!
And I was teasing you - but I was not teasing T. That was a terrible letter, I hated to read it, and even now there is a bad taste.
You are right about judging - we have to judge if we want to avoid the pitfalls of life and stay away from sin ourselves. Keep those children away from those people! There is no good there, only harm.
So, I meant what I said to her. After I thought about it, she can use all the support she can get.
I enjoyed your thoughts on being born again. I said once that I could see that you have charity. I would also say your heart has been changed. I can see his image in your countenance. It looks good on you.
Thank you again for sharing your thoughts.
CSUE,I have been praying for you. Let us know how it turns out.
SS
YA-A-A-A-A-A-A-AWN. You know what I think is too bad about heaven? There's no night there. Why does that matter? Because the way I feel right now, what I'd like to do is find a nice cloud and sleep the first thousand years or so! Finally I'll have plenty of time to sleep, but no night in which to do it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Oh, well, we won't be tired, either, so I guess it will all even out! Hope everyone had a nice day. I slept through your appeal for prayers, CSue, but I see other people responded, which is all that counts.
Have a nice evening, everybody. I'll peek in on the party later when I get to work.
5&l
I hated to read it, and even now there is a bad taste.
At least
I wasn't the one causing it this time. Whew!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey T&L
hows life on the baby birthing ward tonight???
busy?
I've been reading my various books again on encouraging H to come back to the church eventually and writing him a long, long E letter to send to him.
You know what I hate about sending him letters and getting his short SMS messages is that some annonyous person somewhere goes through it all line by line for 'security reasons' ...
its very hard to say what you want at times ...
though it doesn't seem to stop his nibs at times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I get these images of these blokes in a some dingy basement office saying "hey come have a look at this one guys!! He says he wants to 'a b c' ..." lol
Oh well at least I am getting SMS messages every now & then..... sometimes its months & months between drinks so to speak.
Hope Neak is feeling ok and that Neaksis can move out of that situation somehow.
Boy or girl? come on tell!!
just type very very quietly! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hey,
sorry for the threadjack - just wanted to say Hi to AW!
How are you? Is A2 away again? How is baby Mikey?
I still post here sometimes.I even posted an update a few weeks ago, but there is not too much to report right now. Life is sort of ok.
Hi smur!!
hows things!
A2 is in Afghanistan for the next 12 months or so, Mikey is growing so BIG or BIGGER??? LOL
Me, I'm good, worried but not unduly, DD got engaged to a soldier can you believe it - hes in Iraq - DS 1 is about to apply for 12 weeks training in the states I think its at Fort Campbell but I'm not supposed to know that - and life is good but a bit lonely at nights. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And right now I'm on a coffee high ..lol gotta cut down girl!
Sorry for the TJ t&l... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hey,
its great to hear your news!
It must be wonderful to have Mikey there safely and growing.
I wouldn't mind one of my own ... but I think I've been saying that for some time now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
What a pain about A2 being gone so long! I guess you get to see him at some stage? He must get leave?
For an update on me, I posted towards the end on FL's last thread about her having a bad day. I still get sad and H and I are not recovered yet. But on the upside, we just came back from Fraser Island on holiday. What a place! People are so friendly up there, and the wildlife was incredible. We saw a dingo right outside the hotel, and so many birds that I have never seen before.
Hey Thndrlghning, nice to meet you! Hope you don't mind the chitchatting from us in the other time zone!
Hey T&L
hows life on the baby birthing ward tonight???
busy?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> It's OK now, but I was sure ticked off for awhile. When I arrived, they gave me two pts. who were supposedly early in labor, and then when they both took off a-dilatin' right when I arrived, still had me keep them--even after each of them was a 1:1. I was trying to maintain 2 rooms with one pt. 9cm and the other 8cm, while the other regular nurses were out chatting at the desk. Oh, well, I had them both done within 3 hrs. and 8 min. and now they're gone away and I'm at least temporarily free. I really hate this job. But I sure like getting the paycheck! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I've been reading my various books again on encouraging H to come back to the church eventually and writing him a long, long E letter to send to him.
If you ever got a chance to read Lee Strobel's book,
The Case for Christ, he tells how his journey from firm atheism to true believer in Jesus began when his agnostic wife became a Christian. The change he saw in her was so inexplicable, from a human point of view, that he eventually became compelled to investigate what she believed, and why it had changed her so. You might not be able to get Aussie to read books, or go to meetings, but you
can make use of your opportunity (when he's home, anyway) every day to be for him the visible face of Jesus, and show him by your speech, your actions, your character, what God's love is all about. Make him curious about what happened to you, and why. You might be surprised.
its very hard to say what you want at times ...
though it doesn't seem to stop his nibs at times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hope Neak is feeling ok and that Neaksis can move out of that situation somehow.
Haven't seen Neak for a few days, but when I talk on the phone she's often eating, so I'm assuming she's feeling better! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I wish I knew what was going to happen with Neaksis and the kids. We've known Biodad for almost 20 yrs., and have watched him journey from Satanism to Christianity to neither-fish-nor-fowl-mixed-up-<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />. So much time, effort, love, money, interest our family has expended on Biodad. He was truly a member of our family, so it hurts a lot to have him take this wart hog-gy position against us! Makes me a lot more sympathetic to God, Who, as our heavenly Father, has all these little rebellious upstart children running around down here...and still doesn't zap us on a regular basis! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Amazing.
Boy or girl? come on tell!!
just type very very quietly! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Nobody knows yet. It may be a few weeks before we find out, but our patience isn't notable for its longevity, so we'll find out soon, never fear!
t&l
sorry for the threadjack - just wanted to say Hi to AW!
I was going to say that if you wanted to find out what was happening to AW, and what she had to say in reply to your post, you'd have to come and browse again in the feminine hygiene products aisle...but I see you've already figured that out for yourself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey Thndrlghning, nice to meet you! Hope you don't mind the chitchatting from us in the other time zone!
cc46 is in another time zone. You guys are in a whole 'nother day entirely! Did you know that my great, all-time #1 love song is "Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I think I told about that somewhere early on in the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid. No sissy, mushy, oogie-woogie ballads for ME. No sirree. Marsupials are what get my hormones flowing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
There is so much MORE meat in this thread again....I practically want to devote my life to responding!!!
I know how you feel. I haven't been getting a lot extra done myself these days, either. (That would be housework, etc. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />) I'm going to have to paste together and wear a series of my MB posts when I go to the alumni banquet next month, instead of the muumuu I was planning to sew for myself, if I don't get cracking on it pretty soon! Probably some of the
longer posts, I think. The one-liners would be a bit skimpy as outerwear, even in the tropics.
tossing it unopened or ever better RETURNING it to sender UNOPENED....that might be your best option in the future!!!
Unfortunately, Neaksis and I share a pathetic character trait--the pathological
need to know. I don't think she could have it unopened, and not look at it. Not unless she could hear the bomb in it actually ticking as she held it in her hand. However, after the first time, you pretty much know what you're getting, so the element of shock is lost. She'll do OK.
Anyway I have avoided using any emoticons in the past...but now I'm reallly starting to enjoy them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />...thanks alot t&l.
My privilege. It's always a pleasure to corrupt another elegant and dignified mind. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The first life lesson I posted during the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid was, "Don't judge a book by its cover." Originally, I applied it to people (specifically myself), but it can equally be applied to situations and circumstances. Opportunities for great things and incredible achievements are often disguised as imminent disasters and looming catastrophes; while the path to broken hearts, ruined lives, destroyed families, etc., is dressed up as true love, great sex, My Soulmate, wealth, fame, popularity, make-the-list-as-long-as-you-want. The Devil does NOT believe in truth in advertising, as many (but unfortunately not all--yet) WSs on this board have discovered too late.
Not only that, but (LL#3, LL#2 dealt earlier with the definition of love)) life-altering events don't necessarily announce themselves at the time they occur. Too many times people look backwards, trying to figure out how they got into such a mess, only to discover that what started it all was some apparently small, insignificant choice or action, whose eventual effect was all out of proportion to its importance at the time it happened. I'm not sure I believe any more that you can ever truly be sure that any choice or circumstance is really insignificant, although obviously some are more important than others.
How on earth could I have known, at 14 years of age, that an apparently-chance meeting with MS, almost 5,000 from where I lived, would forever alter the course of my life? I'm not saying it should have, or needed to. I'm simply acknowledging that it did. Any grown-up, should they have heard me at that point proclaiming that my life was permanently changed by meeting this 14-year old boy, would probably have patted my head indulgently and said something to the effect of, "Don't be silly. You're just a kid, having a cute little summer puppy-love romance that'll be over before you know it."
And yet it didn't pass, but ended-without-ending, and I set off through life trying to mend my broken heart with a series of unwise choices that stretched out for years and has affected too many lives in ways I could never have anticipated at the time. Which brings me to LL#4. The effects of our actions upon our lives, and the lives of others, are like ripples in a pond. Well after the rock has sunk to the bottom and disappeared, the ripples keep pushing outward, expanding, extending--spreading well beyond the immediate area of impact with the water. Because I met a boy and fell in love, and couldn't let go when it ended without an end, I married the one who asked me...because I wanted children. Because we weren't happy, and because in my anger and resentment towards God at my circumstances I had no divine strength given me to resist temptation, I was vulnerable and receptive to the enticement of the prison inmate. Because once I returned to God, I felt guilty over what I had done and the way I had spent my time working in the prison drawing attention to my provocative young self instead of to Jesus, I always wished there was some way I could go back and "do it right." Because of this background, I took the kids that Sabbath afternoon in '86 or '87 to the church to hear a talk about prison ministries. Because their pen pal program provided people like me an opportunity to witness, I signed up that afternoon. Because I signed up, we first met Kewpie, whose cellie was Biodad the Satanist. (Neak, I typed in "Stan." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) Because we became friends, and visited them many times in prison over the years, when Biodad became a Christian we were able to help him transfer his parole to our county, even though I had to go to our Senator in Sacramento and have him make it possible for this to happen after the local parole office turned him down. Because I brought Biodad to this county, he met Biomom and they produced Neaksis' 3 kids. Because of those 3 kids, Neaksis has a life today that I never wanted for her, and wished she didn't have. If there was ever someone made for marriage and family, Neaksis would be it. All the things that go into making a home, are things she loves to do. (Didn't get it from me, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />) She should be married and have a husband and babies of her own, not the single mother of somebody else's screwed up pre-teens.
I feel so responsible for this mess she's in. I'm not trying to diminish the fact that along the way other people also made choices that affected how things are now. It's not like I created this situation all at once with my magic wand, after all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> But the effects of my choices rippling out from the center event over a period of years, have certainly changed more lives than just my own. I do love Neaksis' kids, but I also often feel resentful of them on Neaksis' behalf, especially when they show the effects of their abuse by violence, stealing, defiance, disobedience, and a host of other extremely irritating characteristics, too. But I could never turn my back on them and reject them, since I consider myself to be partly responsible for their very existence on this planet. Because I brought their father here, he met their mom, and they were the result. Even if I didn't love them, I'd feel that I owed it to them to try and help them salvage some good out of the mess their parents have made. I both love and resent their parents, too. So much trouble these people have caused, while the ones who haven't done anything wrong are the ones having all the problems. And ultimately, it all came about because when I was 14, I met a boy...
Think about how this concept is displayed in the Bible story of Isaac and Ishmael. Because Abraham didn't trust God to keep His promise of a son, he decided to accept Sarah's offer of Hagar, her maid, as a surrogate, so to speak. Because the son of promise finally DID come along 14 yrs. or so later, conflict was brought into the home over the position and importance of the 2 brothers. How long ago was that? 3,000, 4,000 years? You wouldn't think ripples could keep going for that long, would you? Yet the conflict between those two sons of Abraham back then continues alive and well today between Isaac's descendents, the Jews, and Ishmael's descendents, the Arabs. One man's sinful lack of faith, and the consequences of it, didn't just last a lifetime, but have endured, and increased, for millenia. The results of his act have affected not just a few people, as my ripples have, but billions of them...and it's not done yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I think people need to be more aware, then, of the fact that life-altering events are often not recognized for what they really are at the time they occur, and that the rippling effect of our actions may go far beyond what we intended or dreamed, and because of this we should be incredibly careful in the choices we make. Do I always exercise this much care in my choosings? Are you kidding? My reach often exceeds my grasp. But I think it's true, anyway.
t&l
And right now I'm on a coffee high ..lol gotta cut down girl!
AW, I've got to ask you, are you drinking decaf? Caffeine comes through in breast milk, as I once learned the hard way 30 yrs. back with Neakbro. I had a pt. some years ago who drank 12 Pepsi's or so a day, and her 2-yr. old had never slept more than 2 hrs. at a time from when he was born until she weaned him after she got pregnant with the second child. She had no idea until I told her after her delivery, that she'd been caffeinating the kid herself all those months, and making him stay awake. I bet he had a headache to beat all, the first few days after he was weaned, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I could never figure out how she'd been brave enough to get pregnant a second time, having a kid already who slept like the first one did. If they BOTH slept only 2 hrs. at a time--and you KNOW they wouldn't sleep the same 2 hrs.--she'd have been getting up every hour around the clock!
t&l
Hi T&l
I have to admit to not drinking decaf all the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
However I have been off real coffee - thats rich black mountain beans which A2 got me hooked on strong enough to disolve a spoon - for so long that when I have two cups now of non decaf its like getting a energy boost.
I dont drink coke unless its caff & sugar free because of diabetes and habit from when the kids were small....I never bought anyhting but caff free. Cant drink anything else now.
Mmmmmmmmmmm will have to watch that as I certainly dont want the little fella waking up all the time because of me!
Can I have a extra chocolate to replace the second coffee???? I'm sure I heard yes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Can I have a extra chocolate to replace the second coffee???? I'm sure I heard yes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
The caffeine in chocolate has been officially declared not to count, and is a benign substance! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Oh, you wanted to know who made the declaration? I did, when I wasn't busy re-stocking the shelves of the feminine hygiene products aisle. Maybe I should branch out and include chocolate with the rest of the, um,
personal stuff? This could be The Store That Meets Your Needs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm going to go out to the nurse's station and try and talk my way out of here an hour early. Dull. Dull. Dull around this department after everybody delivered all at once. I'd rather sleep now, thanks. Neaksis, don't forget the grocery list for you and your sister. Speak now, or eat beans all week. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Too many times people look backwards, trying to figure out how they got into such a mess, only to discover that what started it all was some apparently small, insignificant choice or action, whose eventual effect was all out of proportion to its importance at the time it happened.
YES !!
t&l
this can be so true. However it is to me even more complicated then a direct cause & effect as the ripples that spread out interact with the actions of another, the ripples alter and so on and so on.
You relate how your meeting a boy at 14 led to neaksis with 3 kids..perhaps or was it rather a interaction that led to another and another but NOT necessarily the key element alone that resulted in a decision. Choices are made at each stage which alter the ripple and bring other choices and futures.
But yet I do the same ..
I let my 18 month into a swmming pool with my other kids, he got meningococcal meningitis from some carrier, I didn't know this he just got sick quickly, the local doctor had no idea, he rang the air ambulance, not available, so went by road to the regional centre only to arrive finally at a hospital to have him die in my arms a little time later.
All because of a innocent decision I made to let him swim with mum and brother & sister in a public swmming pool.
That particular choice led to a number of very bad decisons by myself leading to my affair.
That original choice led me to others, But we need not always be totally bound by those previous choices..not totally.
We do have freedom of choice, even if it is limited.
Its gaining the wisdom to use that gift that is to me the key. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Thanks Believer & SS for the prayers...
t&l, I'm glad you slept through my "crisis".
Everything turned out absolutely Ok....which brings me to my next question - Does anyone else "re-direct" anxiety? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
That's what happened to me, and partly why I was panicked, although I didn't know it at the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
This teacher meeting truly wasn't a big deal - he has far greater issues that are on the table...and I suspect that was what I was anxious about.
So thank you all sincerely - I felt in touch with God, felt your prayers - and breezed through the whole thing which fortunately left my son's issues at the forefront of the discussion, instead of me gaining attention due to an unprovoked meltdown... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I really love this thread, and loooooooong to catch up on the reading - because I've left some "meat" curing a few pages back and want to give it the attention it deserves - specifically "born again" - I want/need to give it the attention it deserves.
However, it turns out that my father "the clam" in my family has decided to come visit...and he and my sister arrive tomorrow! So in order to prepare for their visit I have to get busy HERE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I get to see him only twice a year if I'm lucky, so I spoil him while he's here (takes time & effort) when I COULD be POSTING HERE! But it is a labor of love!
So If I move quickly and effeciently, I can come back and catch up on back posting....and I see an new installment on reflections of the saga that I MUST read as well.
Blessings to you all!! Thanks t&l for such a wonderful thread - I'm grateful for it, in all it's states!
And I hate to whine...I've been posting for 3 1/2 years and now as a result of this thread...I have to use <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You'll just have to remain patient with me as I learn to use them properly! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Feel free to critique!
You relate how your meeting a boy at 14 led to neaksis with 3 kids..perhaps or was it rather a interaction that led to another and another but NOT necessarily the key element alone that resulted in a decision. Choices are made at each stage which alter the ripple and bring other choices and futures.
It's what I get for trying to sound intelligent in the middle of the night. I wasn't trying to say that from an innocent childhood meeting it was a straight shot to Neaksis and the kids. But it altered the trajectory of my life ever-so-slightly, and each successive decision blew things a little farther off the route it should have been taking, until I was WAY off course. I don't know if you've read the Saga--and I'm not suggesting that you hunt it out through all 70+ pages and 1000+ posts <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />, either--but how this happened is explained in the relating of the story, and as I have gone back through my life and asked, "Why did this happen?", and answered, "Because-----", "Why?", "Because-----" over and over again...the final "Why?" can be answered, "Because when I was 14, I met a boy." And in
that sense, it started it all. Not that it made this outcome inevitable. There were many other choices made along the way, not all of them mine, that added their own brand of confusion into my personal fog. But almost all of my bad decisions, and wrong choices, were made because I loved someone who loved me, but I couldn't have. I have compensated in some very bad ways for my disappointment, and while I'm sure I would've done some dumb things in the process of growing up, regardless of whether MS had ever entered my life or not, I really don't think they would've been the same ones I ended up making
because he'd entered my life (and then exited, the turkey!). Equally foolish? Maybe. Different? Almost definitely.
All because of a innocent decision I made to let him swim with mum and brother & sister in a public swmming pool.
That particular choice led to a number of very bad decisons by myself leading to my affair.
I read a brief mention of the loss of your child in a post by either you or Aussie, but never felt comfortable asking for more details. I'm so sorry about this. The guilt a parent carries when they are plagued by the "If-only's" is probably one of the heaviest burdens a human being can ever bear. I would imagine your mother also had/has a very hard time not blaming herself, too. My heart goes out to you all.
That original choice led me to others,
Not to excuse you, but it has been well-studied that the death of a child is often the catalyst that leads to the death of a marriage. I'm glad you and Aussie are beating the odds, even if you've gone about it in a rather roundabout, and extremely painful, way.
We do have freedom of choice, even if it is limited.
Its gaining the wisdom to use that gift that is to me the key. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hark! I see a kindred spirit--a woman who has obtained her life's wisdom the hard way. Do you have scars, bumps, bruises, and scabs, too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I don't know WHY I couldn't have been one of those naturally-wise people who is able to learn from the mistakes of
others, instead of the RockHead who had to learn them all from the mistakes of myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l, I'm glad you slept through my "crisis".
Glad it turned out well for you. The fact that it did, and you know that it CAN, may help you feel calm and under control when it's time for the next one, too.
Does anyone else "re-direct" anxiety? confused:
I don't know. I'm more likely to redirect rage! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
specifically "born again" - I want/need to give it the attention it deserves.
Don't think you have to do it for ME! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Will it be a
friendly discussion? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Why isn't there a
fear emoticon?
However, it turns out that my father "the clam" in my family has decided to come visit..I get to see him only twice a year if I'm lucky, so I spoil him while he's here
He should just be glad you're not planning to make clam
chowder!!
when I COULD be POSTING HERE!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You're as bad as I am! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And I hate to whine...I've been posting for 3 1/2 years and now as a result of this thread...I have to use <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey t&l
over here a mo......
just for you ..I've got the wobble board - we arn't going to fight over the wobble board are we?
I've got it on a mp3 file if you would like me to email it as well...its a hoot & talk about PC ..NOT!!
And I have it with the Wiggles and Rolf Harris as well ... well dont look at me it was Aussie, he said "Mike" needed it so he downloaded it!! I've got the electric train set as well in the shed, the cricket bat, Radio controlled racing cars ...
you get the idea ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Ok then 1, 2 , 3 ......
There's an old Australian stockman lying, dying.
He gets himself up onto one elbow and 'e turns to his mates, who are all gathered around and 'e says:
Watch me wallabies feed, mate
Watch me wallabies feed,
They're a dangerous breed, mate
So watch me wallabies feed
Altogether now!
CHORUS:
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Tie me kangaroo down, sport
Tie me kangaroo down
Keep me cockatoo cool, Curl,
Keep me cockatoo cool
Ah, don't go acting the fool, Curl
Just keep me cockatoo cool
Altogether now!
(CHORUS)
'n' take me koala back, Jack
Take me koala back
He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac
So take me koala back
Altogether now!
(CHORUS)
Let me abos go loose, Lew
Let me abos go loose
They're of no further use, Lew
So let me abos go loose
Altogether now!
(CHORUS)
And mind me platypus duck, Bill
Mind me platypus duck
Ah, don't let 'im go running amok, Bill
Just mind me platypus duck
Altogether now!
(CHORUS)
Play your didgeridoo, Blue
Play your didgeridoo
Ah, like, keep playin' 'til I shoot thru, Blue
Play your didgeridoo
Altogether now!
(CHORUS)
Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred
Tan me hide when I'm dead
So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde
And that's it hangin' on the shed!!
Altogether now!
(CHORUS)
Ok...
stopped for lunch - I used to read the paper while eating; now I read this thread!
Of course t&l - it will be a very friendly discussion regarding 'born-again', I have alot to learn!
I'll be back; I'll think of another excuse somehow!
After a nice serving of eggplant parmesiano for breakfast, I feel very well, thank you. Though now since it's lunchtime I may have to have another.
AW, I am so sorry about your baby. I can't even imagine... The first thing that comes to my mind is that he died in the very best place it is possible to die, safe and secure in your love. You will see him again, and have the chance to raise him in heaven, where there will be no sin, no worry, no fear, and no death.
Would anybody like to go to my ultrasound with me? Yes, I have another. I am able to switch from the clinic to my regular doctor, and she wants to do her own ultrasound.
I scheduled it for Monday @ 9:45 so if AJ hadn't shipped out by then that he could see the little squid before he goes, but now he apparently is supposed to work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Somebody might as well enjoy it.
It is most likely still too early to detect gender, but since its external genitals are now developed there is at least a small possibility that she might be able to tell. Don't worry, as soon as I find out I will type very very quietly. Shhhhh.
AW,
I too am sorry to hear about your baby. How shocking that he could go from being so healthy to so sick in such a short period of time. My sister's original career was in Pediatrics Intensive Care, and whew....I remember how quickly the meningitis babies got so very sick.
Pool water can be so bad....for carrying germs. I am so very sorry. God's Grace to you.
t&l;
I can't wait until my sister gets here with my dad. I'm going to tell her that the "non-speak" my dad has spoken for all the years we've known him is officially called "Clam". She lives with him still; so she can use all the HUMOR she can get.
I have a couple of issues to discuss with him that he's been clammed up about on the phone. I'll see what my clam speaking abilities are when I see him in person.
Some of our extended family needs some information desperately, and they sure don't speak clam....they're getting frustrated with him. Both my dad's siblings died recently, and their children just simply don't get clam. Their feelings are probably getting hurt. So I'm going to see if I can interpret! My expectations aren't very high however! It's a matter of catching him in the right mood.
just for you ..I've got the wobble board - we arn't going to fight over the wobble board are we?
What's a wobble board?
Tie me kangaroo, down, sport
Aw-w-w-w-w, isn't that the MOST
romantic thing you ever heard?! Marsupials, large noisy birds, crusty old men, imminent death, and taxidermy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
After a nice serving of eggplant parmesiano for breakfast,
There is no such thing as "nice" eggplant
anything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Grrrrr. Why don't you and AJ just go to dinner together and leave me and my eggplant ALONE???????
My opinion, ever since I tasted eggplant parmesiano, is that the only good eggplant is an eggplant that looks and tastes nothing like eggplant.
I can't wait until my sister gets here with my dad. I'm going to tell her that the "non-speak" my dad has spoken for all the years we've known him is officially called "Clam". She lives with him still; so she can use all the HUMOR she can get.
I guess if HP is The Great Clam, your dad will have to be the Giant Clam. I read somewhere a long time ago that giant clams are so powerful that if a diver gets caught in the shell as it closes, the clam is able to hold him underwater so he can't escape. How fast do those shells close, anyway? How slow is the diver? Get some butter, and tomato juice, too, in case the clam chowder doesn't work out and you need another dish or two! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Grrrrr. Why don't you and AJ just go to dinner together and leave me and my eggplant ALONE???????
King Tsin? We get Chinese. You can be
ALONE with your eggplant. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
My opinion, ever since I tasted eggplant parmesiano, is that the only good eggplant is an eggplant that looks and tastes nothing like eggplant.
You could put it in the center of a giant Parmesan cheese WHEEL and you would still not have enough cheese to disguise the fact that you're eating
eggplant!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak - I'm with you on the eggplant.
Heck,
I like eggplant, and I'm not even a
vegi...
vegit...
sometimes I eat meat.
I think I like all the veggies - but there are some I haven't tried since they don't grow them locally. (in this country.)
No sleep today T&L?
How does that work?
CSue,
I am glad the discussion went well. Do you worry too much sometimes?
Not enough others?
SS
Heck, I like eggplant, and I'm not even a
vegi...
vegit...
sometimes I eat meat.
If I can say me-- mmmee-- mmmmmmmmmmmmmmt, you can say vegetables. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I think I like all the veggies - but there are some I haven't tried since they don't grow them locally. (in this country.)
Not me! It's not in the Vegetarian's Official Handbook that I have to like 'em all. And the kids were never required to eat vegetables I didn't like myself. But if I liked 'em, they were good food, and they had to clean their plates!
No sleep today T&L?
How does that work?
I take every Friday night off, whether I need to or not! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So a quick nap in the morning and then I can be up the rest of the day, and go to bed early. My goal is 5PM, but it seldom works out that way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm a real party animal, I am!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Taking a break.....
Eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwww eggplant. Sorry!
SS,
Believe it or not I worry less than I used to. I am a reformed control freak....I just forget I'm reformed sometimes.
Life is so much more peaceful once I decided to stop tyring to control everything and just them them play out naturally. Who am I to get in the way of someone else's lessons...
I just forget this sometimes still. Especially with this YS. He has soooooo many lessons ahead of him, but we do see signs of him learning. Just curious, at what age do your children think that YOU AS A PARENT KNOW SOMETHING!
In middle school according to my boys....I'm getting dumber, as they get smarter???
So SS, with 8 children....at what age (their age, that is) did you start to appear intelligent again to them?
Do your older children think you're wise? Do they listen at times?
Ok back to the grindstone..
Edited to add: t&l....let's call him the grandclam in honor of him being a grandfather! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and Neak....
I'm home cooking and cleaning - so I can't come to your ultrasound....but I'll check back to hear how it goes.
Is t&l going?
T&L, I dont' have an aversion to saying it, I just couldn't remember how to spell it.
AS Weaver pointed out, my spelling is really bad, but only on weekdays, and weekends. The rest of the time I spell fine.
CSue,
I have to be away on business a few hours, I'll get back to you, but not sure when.
SS
PS,
I didn't like them all (veggies) when I was small, but once I moved away from home, and had to cook for myself - well, people invited me to dinner, and I was so hungry........ there is little I won't eat now days.
(but note I did not say "nothing I won't eat.")
SS
Many years ago, I must have been a teenager, I read a novel where a girl has a first love, they separate and she does some silly things trying to become a star in hollywood (drugged she makes a porn film). Eventually she becomes a starlet and marries an older comedian. Years later he has a stroke, and she helps him recover. He manages to have a couple of shows and has another stroke and becomes wheelchair bound. At this point she meets her first love again and so she drowns her husband in order to be free to be with him. Unfortunately the day she is going to get together with him on a cruise, he commits suicide because somebody showed him her "porn" movie.
I know it's sort of silly, but the truth is that I was most impressed with the longterm effects things might have and you never know when or where they may crop up.
That book certainly made me very careful about everything I did.
By the way, your story has a John Irving style to it. Every detail ends up having an important meaning! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm eggplant you dont know what you are missing!
Used to hate it but Aussie cooked it for me like they do in the middle east, fried in garlic & fresh coriandor , bit of sessame oil..its really yum. And then garlic potato...heaven <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, at least all you eggplant lovers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> out there can be sure of one thing: I will NEVER be arm wrestling you for your serving!!! It is entirely yours. It's too slimy. Blech.
I'm going to bed now. I'm off by 3 hrs. of my goal, but still early enough.
t&l
I've been distracted.
I've been reading this book when I should have been wasting time on the Internet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I just got a letter from Aussie!!
MB must be working, it used to instructions on how to service the car and stay out of HIS shed ...thats my extra store room.
Now its about ..oh wow...he actually said he loves me and misses me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I've been distracted.
I've been reading this book when I should have been wasting time on the Internet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I hope this means you like it, and aren't just tormenting yourself for duty's sake. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I thought you were sleeping.
Yes, I like it.
I just got off the phone - xw called - I thought it was going to be something nice (why do always expect the unexpectable). She was giving me a lecture along the lines of "I don't want DD coming home with stitches every time she visits you."
And then she switched to insisting that I give her the electronic piano that fell on DD - because I "bought for DD and you said you were going to bring it to the apartment". Yeah, well, I changed my mind. It's mine! <evil laugh>
-AD
Now its about ..oh wow...he actually said he loves me and misses me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As well he should. How wonderful for you. It's about time you had some good feedback from your soldier (not mine, who doesn't feed back worth a diddle and basically never has.)
When he starts making you blush we'll quit watching.OK?
Interesting Ambien induced post tonight. The letters are dancing and the keys are moving about on the keyboard so that everything looks drunk. . I feel drunk too, and the room furniture is waving its tentacles at me. I think I'm ready for bed. REALLY! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW - That is GREAT news. (You are staying out of his shed, aren't you?) Tell him we miss him and are praying for him and his mates. Give them our thanks for standing up to the terrorists.
Hi !!
SS waves - and leaves because he has to get up really early.
Well, the furniture is back to normal this morning and the keys are nothing but keys again. How dull everything is in the daylight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis wondered why I told about my sleeping pill. Why not? That silly Neak announced it months ago herself, and ticked me off at the time, too. It's just too hard for me to sleep one night a wk. when I've stayed up the previous 6. I sleep much better in the daytime. Oddly enough. My poor body clock. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Body clock????
I think mine has SPRUNG" a sprocket ...lol
Can you see my smile still???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think my body clock is like one of those digitals after a power outage, once the power returns again. It just flashes the same number over and over again, but doesn't actually tell time!
Tonight I think we're working a bit short, since one of the young nurses is getting married <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, and all the older nurses are working so the other-younger ones can go to the ceremony and party at the reception. Even a decent night can be bad when you're understaffed, but if it's not too bad, then I'll take my break time to tackle another lesson from the Saga, which seems appropriate at this point...what with all the hassle/hatred/hostility Neaksis is getting from people who ought to be grateful to her for what she's done for them. How DO you treat people who have "done you wrong"? How should a Christian react, especially when the immediate reaction is to yearn for the chance to bop them over the head with a large brick? For starters! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
But now it's naptime for Nurse Susan the Fatigued. Be back later...
t&l
Just reading the eggplant stuff...try this:
Peel and cube the eggplant into about 3/4" pieces. As you cut up the eggplant, drop it into salt water to help prevent discoloring. Slice or cube some yellow squash and cucumbers. Finely chop an onion (Valdalia, if you have it). Drain the eggplant and mix all the veggies together. Add some sliced okra.
In a gallon sized bag, put some flour and cornmeal (preferably white cornmeal), salt and pepper, and garlic powder. Ajust ingredients to your preference.
Put handfuls of the veggies into the bag, seal it, and shake until all the veggies are well coated. Remove veggies and shake in a wire mesh basket over a sheet of waxed paper to remove the excess coating.
Drop veggies into a skillet with hot veggie oil, and fry until tender and golden brown. Drain well on paper towels.
Enjoy!
This is about the only way I'll eat eggplant. It smells wonderful while cooking!
Interesting Ambien induced post tonight. The letters are dancing and the keys are moving about on the keyboard so that everything looks drunk. . I feel drunk too, and the room furniture is waving its tentacles at me. I think I'm ready for bed. REALLY!
This reminds me of a sort of funny story about our DD. She was prescribed Ambien by a fat doctor to counteract the effect of the diet pills he had prescribed for her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, one night, she called...so upset and crying so hard that I couldn't understand a thing she was saying. She put DGS, who was about 5 or 6 at the time, on the phone, and he very solemnly told me, "MeMe, my mama has done went blind."
So...at 10:00 p.m., I hauled my butt over to her house, where she was still sobbing, and DGS was trying to see if he could get her a Dr. Pepper, water...anything to make her feel better.
What had happened was this: She was sitting at the computer, chatting away and waiting for the Ambien to take effect. Apparently, DGS picked the moment when the Ambien took effect to get out of bed and come walking through the room on the way to the bathroom. When DD looked at him as he passed through, she saw a whole bunch of him...said it looked like about 8 or 9 of him, and she kept seeing all 8 or 9 of him, no matter where she looked. In addition, she felt like she was floating. She freaked. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, I stayed with her long enough to make sure she was really OK, got DGS back to bed, and finally got back home around 2 a.m.
She had me flush the Ambien before she finally fell asleep, though. Thank goodness! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Anyway, it was really scary while it was happening, but funny after it was over with, KWIM?
And, BTW, I moved out. H found me. We had a huge LBing fight, but got almost everything out. I moved back home.
Now, we're having adventures...and making some pretty good money doing it as long as the reason for the adventures holds out. Really hard work, though, but fun, too, in a way. I've traveled 3600 miles this week, while DH traveled 4200. We're doing this together except in different vehicles, although one day we went in different directions, which accounts for the difference in miles. We got home from a 1460 mile jaunt today. Since Thursday at 7 a.m., we've each put almost 2100 miles on our respective vehicles, with only about 7 hours sleep. We took a 2 hour nap after getting home, and I will soon be soaking in the whirlpool tub to relax my poor back and shoulders, and then heading back to bed.
We spend most of our time on the road, talking to each other by cellphones...mostly aguing about whose cruise control is screwed up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> I say that his cruise control is definitely too slow by about 5 miles, and it's not maintaing a steady speed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Ok Lady C,
Tell us what's going on.
Why did you move back in, and what are these trips?
Escorts for wide loads?
SS
Hi, SS,
Well, like I said, we had this huge LBing fight...but got a lot of stuff out into the open. H swears that he loves me and always has. I told him that words are cheap, but I needed to see some action. He said that he was trying, but I think he finally "got it" that what he was trying is not what I want or need.
The trips are for hauling FEMA campers from the dealerships to the coastal area. We are also going to the factory and delivering them to the dealerships, since the regular transportaion is so slow. We have two F-250 diesels, so both H and I are hauling the campers. It's good money, even after paying for the fuel, and we definitely need the income.
We will be paying off a tax bill, and then H has agreed to drive enough to help me buy enough inventory to open a new business in our vacant rental unit.
I think he's realizing that our only financial hope is to get all our eggs out of one basket...something I've been trying to tell him for the past 3 years.
I've just never been able to accumulate enough $$$ to buy the inventory for the new business because everytime I get a little money put back, something always comes up where he demands that I pay it out of what I've put back.
And, YES, I made him put it in writing that he will help me with the new business...so he won't later claim that he never said he would help me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
And then she switched to insisting that I give her the electronic piano that fell on DD - because I "bought for DD and you said you were going to bring it to the apartment
Tell her it's obviously an attack piano, and too dangerous for her to have around her house.
t&l
Lady Clueless!! I'd been wondering about you, and finally you show up again...with an eggplant recipe, of all things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Sounds like you've been very busy lately, and making marriage progress, too. You might have to rewrite your signature to say "one foot somewhere in the vicinity of the door," now that it doesn't look like it's necessarily going to be wandering out any time soon!
Drive carefully. There are a lot of nuts on the road. And if you ever happen to drive in CA, I could be one of them, so watch out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
H has agreed to drive enough to help me buy enough inventory to open a new business in our vacant rental unit
What kind of business will you have, if you can get things up and running the way you want? For years now, I've wanted my own business, but nursing is what I do and I think I'm stuck with it. Still, I like to see other people succeed at MY dreams, since I'm not succeeding at them myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
cc46--
I've never read anything by John Irving, although the name sounds familiar. I'm hoping you meant that his writing is deep, and not merely pretentious. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Lady C
that eggplant recipe yum yum... I slice them in large pieces, squeeze lemon juice over them, quickly fry them until golden brown & soft inside in olive oil with a few drops of sesame oil & loads of garlic .. mmmmmmm might get DD to start on that right now its 5.30pm here.
t&l
you been busy understaffed? went to a special service today for the regiment ... many thoughts and fears surfaced but got some comfort from it.
No one has had direct contact for 24 hours so we suspect they are in the mountains. Been trying to keep busy with Mikey and everything I could think of not to think of it but of course does that work? NO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm supposedly on break. Let's see if they leave me alone the whole time I'm supposed to get. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
BSs here on the MB board certainly can understand the emotions that are stirred up in the heart when you get royally betrayed. Betrayal in marriage cuts especially close to the bone, but betrayal by a child would rank a good second. Biodad was 24 years old when we met him. He is now 42. He was treated, at least by the kids and me, as a full-fledged member of the family. We loved him, and stuck by him when his friends and his family abandoned him, and he came close to suicide because nobody wanted him. Even after he screwed up, we kept working with him and trying to help him whenever he said he wanted to try again. His family never visited him in jail or prison. We did, and brought his children to see him. If we hadn't, he wouldn't have had any contact with them the whole time he was incarcerated. We tried to protect his children, at his request, and over HP's implacable protests. In the end, HP's complaint to CPS about Neaksis' involvement with the children led to her being forced to leave her own home in order to continue caring for them. Because of his children, Neak's children were molested. It probably cost about $20,000 to get the children safely away from the harm their mother was willing to place them in, in order to keep her sexual partner and drug supplier. All in all, the cost to our family has been enormous. But we loved him as a part of the family, and his children as well, and so we did what circumstances required us to do.
To have him turn around now and allow his mother (or maybe even to lie to her and tell her directly--nobody knows) to fling accusations of an affair between the 2 of us, with me then trying to secure my ex-lover for the husband of my young daughter, by fabricating tales of sexual molestation and physical abuse which never really occurred... Well, let's just say it's a hard pill to swallow. For him to say that he himself now believes Biomom's stories about how we've lied to him and are doing him wrong by taking his children away without cause, and to go behind Tina's back trying to foment rebellion and resentment against her--after everything he has received from us and enjoyed because of us--it just boggles my mind.
How hard would it be to convince you all--here on page 74 of the thread--that I have a strong opinion about this, and that I am perfectly capable of expressing this opinion to both Biodad AND Gargamel Granny in such a way that they would have no doubt about what I think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> When I was painting the exterior of the house last year, I'd spend a lot of time composing letters in my head to the two of them, and telling them what was what. Neaksis called them "air letters." However, this weekend she's been composing "air speeches" in her head, trying not to worry too much about tomorrow's visit...which will probably be the last one he gets. Personally, I would SO much love to tell that stupid woman off. She's both belligerent and ignorant, always a great combination! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
When Neaksis first told me about the letter, she prefaced it with the instruction, "Now, Mama, you CAN'T write to her." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Which, as it turns out, I've got no desire to do. You can try to clear up a misconception here and there. The mass of lies this woman repeats is so big, and so skewed, and so passionately believed, that there's nothing I can say that will make a bit of difference, and I don't even want to try. But when she finished telling me the complaints and asked for an opinion, I told her, "Well, Sweetie, the one thing that keeps coming to my mind here is the verse that says about Jesus, "...who, when he was reviled, reviled not again...'" I also suggested that she follow the example of Hezekiah when Jerusalem was threated by Sennacherib, and take the letter and lay the pages out before the Lord and pray Hezekiah's prayer for deliverance. She'd already thought of that. What a good girl. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
There's another text that I've been remembering, one which can apply equally to us in our mess, and to those of you who have been mistreated and betrayed by a spouse, who may or may not yet be sorry. It's found in 1 Peter 2:19, and says: "For this is thankworthy, if a man for conscience toward God, endure grief, suffering wrongfully; For what glory is it, if, when ye be buffeted for your faults, ye shall take it patiently? but if, when ye do well, and suffer for it, ye take it patiently, this is acceptable with God." Any doofus can take a boot in the pants without complaining if he knows he's done something wrong and it's his own fault he's in trouble. But when you've done everything right that you can, and you still suffer bad consequences with patient endurance, God is pleased. Boil this down to its essence, and the lesson for me is that I have no right to retaliate, even if retaliation is deserved and desireable. God cannot be honored when I take vengeance and retribution into my own hands, and He is not going to defend me as only He can if I'm busy defending myself. Christians are not doormats. It takes far more strength to control oneself than it does to lash out. If you don't believe me, try it!
The other common denominator our situations share, regardless of the details, is that the guilty parties tend to throw a lot of blame at their victim, and precious little towards themselves! Blame started in the Garden of Eden. Adam blamed Eve, and God for making her in the first place. Eve blamed the serpent, and God for making it. The very first action after the Fall was for the sinners to blame somebody else for their sin. We shouldn't be surprised to find sinners doing the same thing today. It is much easier for Biodad, Biomom, and Gargamel Granny to accuse us of lying and fabricating molestation and abuse stories, than it is to say, "We neglected and ignored these children. We didn't pay attention to what was happening to them, and it's all our fault." It's easier for WSs to say, "You didn't pay attention to me. You didn't meet my needs. You got fat. You aren't sexy enough. You don't have any romance any more. Blahblahblah." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Bal. O. Ney.
One of the most essential parts of growing up is to take responsibility for what you have done. That means the bad stuff, too, as well as the consequences that go with it. We make our own choices. Unless somebody was holding a loaded gun to your head at the time, ready to fire, nobody "made" you choose anything. There was such liberation for me in finally accepting responsibility for my own mistakes, instead of just blaming somebody else.
I've got to go back to work. I see they've been busy admitting while I was gone and am surprised somebody didn't lasso me and drag me back already.
t&l
Given my personal tastes, of all the ironies possible, this one is enormous...that the feminine hygiene products thread would evolve into an eggplant recipe exchange! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Keeping you and Aussie in my prayers...
t&l
Given my personal tastes, of all the ironies possible, this one is enormous...that "my" thread would evolve into an eggplant recipe exchange!
Must be Divine warning T&l... revenge MAY be costly... "if you think eggplant is bad just try me on revenge" ..myself I think God has a sense of humour.
He doesn't always smack you over the head with a bat so to speak..sometimes its an gentle ironic twist or two... just to remind you who's on charge and that YOU make the choices then have to face the consequences.
Of course how many of us listen to the warnings BEFORE we stuff up? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - doing a lot of rolleyes lately
hey I have to go to work this week ... Mikey is coming in with me so THAT will be challenging! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
He doesn't always smack you over the head with a bat so to speak..
No, sometimes He whacks you with eggplant! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
What kind of work do you do that Mikey can go with you? How many people will be entertained by mealtimes? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I work for the Government so I'm pretty lucky, they have set up some workrooms for mums with babies who are breastfeeding.
oh about 1500 adults to entertain at lunch times!! lol
Watch out for the flying eggplant!! hehehe
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I've never read anything by John Irving, although the name sounds familiar. I'm hoping you meant that his writing is deep, and not merely pretentious
I'm surprised you haven't read his books. I first found out of his existance from a film about an affair between an english teacher and a student <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
At one point the teacher asks the student whether she had read "the world according to garp", and
I hadn't! So I got it.I was pleasantly surprised by his writing style. At first the story sounds a bit crazy but when it ends, the way he ties up all the little details is so surprising you end up nodding you head and thinking that it could very well be real life after all.
The world according to Garp is about infidelity, the cider house rules is about abortion, I don't remember what the Hotel New Hampshire is about(there's a bear) and I didn't like the third hand which is his last novel.
I think what I like best is that he takes small seemingly insignificant details about somebody's life and shows you the ripples that they produce decades later! Very true as you have told us in your saga. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
But most people don't realize that the ripples will occur! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I have believed in them since my youth so I have always been careful about minor and major decisions. I think <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I just wanted to thank all of you for your supportive and encouraging words over the letter. I got enough poor, sweet baby even for me. Thankyouthankyouthankyou.
Now if any of you want to keep today's visit in your prayers I would be grateful. Confrontation is not my style and I am rather nervous about the whole thing. I want to make sure that whatever direction I go with visits/contact is the right one.
neaksis
if you get emotional - angry etc - make the decision after you have cooled down. How you put up with that rubbish is beyond me.
But I'll pray that it goes well.
Good luck <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I won't be driving to CA, unless maybe a disaster wipes out people's homes. Let's hope that doesn't happen! The stuff on our coast is heartbreaking enough!
I had a run-in with a toll-booth guy in Indiana who was giving me H*!! about going through the wrong booth. I finally told him, "Well, look, I'm not a damn Yankee and where I come from, folks don't have to pay money everytime they go out driving. Now, get out of my way, and you can kiss my grits!" I think Mel would have been sooooo proud of me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> LOL!
What kind of business will you have, if you can get things up and running the way you want.
I want to open a discount store...with higher-end name brand clothing that I can sell at half-price or less. I will also sell other items at steep discounts. DD and I opened a $1 store 2 years ago. It's different from Dollar Tree type stores, in that we sell things that aren't made specifically to sell for $1. We have a lot of name-brand items...factory over-runs and overstocks, as well as some store returns (not customer returns, which is different). We sell stuff like $7-$10 famous name (that begin with REV or ALM) cosmetics for $1, just to give you an example.
My H wanted no part of the $1...said we couldn't make money selling stuff for $1. Soooo....to finance the $1 store, we had a huge garage sale. H laughed at me when I told him that I was going to finance it from garage sale proceeds, but he's not laughing now! Last laugh is on me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, we often get stuff (small appliances, etc.) in our loads that I'd have to be really stupid to sell for $1, so I sell those items on Ebay. When we get our new store open, I will be selling some of those items in the new store.
I think the new business will go over really well. I had some stuff the other day, so I set up a table outside the future new store. Within an hour, I had sold enough to have $130 profit. I wanna be a Discount Queen! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> LOL!
Neaksis shouldn't work herself up too much over what goes down with BioDad. She should just keep in mind that she is doing what is best for her kids...even if it means eliminating their family from their lives. Explaining things to the kids can be the dicey part.
With our D's son, we've simply explained that his dad is not in his life because he makes such bad choices for his own life and that none of it is DGS's fault. Because the other grandparents have aided and abetted their son in evading child support obligations, DD has let them know that they need not make any more of their 3X per year phone calls to "check on" DGS. Need I say that these grandparents live only 25 miles away and in the past 11 years have made practically no effort to see DGS? DGS told DD, "I will always love my dad, but I don't much like him, and I HATE drugs!" Smart kid!
AW...I will tell H how you cook eggplant. I only cook enough nowadays just to see if I remember HOW to cook! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I work for the Government so I'm pretty lucky
Is Mikey supposed to entertain himself while you work? Or do they have on-site day care?
oh about 1500 adults to entertain at lunch times!!
That's a lot of people to entertain with your breasts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Watch out for the flying eggplant!! hehehe
Too late! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm surprised you haven't read his books.
I'm not much into "serious" litereature. Oh, all right, who am I kidding? I avoid "serious" literature like the plague. If I'm going to take the time to watch something, or to read a book, somebody had
jolly well better be making me LAUGH! If I want drama, I'll balance my checkbook or pay bills.
I have believed in them (ripples) since my youth so I have always been careful about minor and major decisions. I think <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Not me. I've spent much of my life stomping blithely through the tulips, only to be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> every time one of those harmless-looking little blossoms reared up and bit me in the butt! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure you saved yourself an enormous amount of trouble by learning about the ripple phenomena early. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I got enough poor, sweet baby even for me.
And that takes a
lot, let me tell you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis, the affection sponge.
t&l
DGS told DD, "I will always love my dad, but I don't much like him, and I HATE drugs!" Smart kid!
He IS a smart kid. Biodad's oldest son, DS#1, is 11. He hasn't articulated it quite so eloquently, but his sentiments run pretty much along the same lines. He did say once, "My dad is a sissy, isn't he?" when Biodad was proving himself without sufficient scrotal contents to stand up to Gargamel Granny. Couldn't have put it better myself. A big, hulking, ex-felon, tattooed sissy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak, I hope that's YOU reading a post in flat mode, and not AJ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis is over here panting to get up on the roof and finish the job. I'm afraid she's going to go up there by herself and start wielding the nail gun unsupervised!!
Oh, goody, here he is. Cancel above. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Then she shouldn't have been in such a hurry to leave without him, should she?
OMG
1.30am, Mikey is WIDE awake, I have to work at 7.00am ...I want to know WHO said it was a good idea to keep a career??????????
BLOODY MEN!!
Aussie and his ideas of equality!!
I WANT to be a kept woman!!!
I would say Aussie has already turned you into a kept woman...
Kept awake at night.
Kept in suspense.
Kept changing diapers.
Kept churning out the milk.
And kept in a state of perpetual frustration by those explicit SMS messages he does not scruple to have the censors read.
You're a kept woman, all right.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
MOM CALL US ASAP <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
AJ,
Did somebody fall off the roof?
No such excitement, thankfully, although HP did take a picture of Neaksis, wearing dirty coveralls and perched on the peak of the roof, rope around her waist for security, placing tar paper over the wood. I want to get a copy made up and put it around where Charred and Broiled can see it, since he was very much opposed to either of the girls getting up on the roof...until it became obvious that if the work was going to get done, it was either him or them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
My dad is the oldest surviving child of his parents. There is one more uncle and 2 aunts. The 4 of them range in age from 72 to 90. They all spent the weekend together since one aunt and her husband were passing through the area where the other 3 live. Early Saturday morning my dad got up to the bathroom and apparently fainted. He fell backwards into the tub, and banged his head and shoulder. My youngest aunt's husband heard the crash, jumped up to see what had happened, tripped over his suitcase, and also fell and scraped himself. He had to pee really bad, and (of course) the bathroom door was closed, so he had to go outside and relieve himself in my biological uncle's back yard. Neak said she sensed a certain feeling of indignation on UB's part when he was relaying the story. One of my aunts also fell this weekend, too. And none of them drink, either! Just what kind of party were they having anyway? Apparently a lot of "London Bridge"... It wouldn't be funny if anybody had really gotten hurt, but since nobody did, just the idea of all that crashing around sounds sort of Keystone Kops-ish to me. And comical. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> So much anarchy and chaos for a group of such dignified oldsters. I guess it's a good thing I'm taking him to Hawaii, since I'm coming to the conclusion that if this isn't the last trip, there sure won't be too many more afterwards.
Well, now that I've cheered everybody up...including me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So
wheres the pic then?????
Like to see women do 'mens' work ....nice to see work done right the first time,.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I would say Aussie has already turned you into a kept woman...
Kept awake at night.
Kept in suspense.
Kept changing diapers.
Kept churning out the milk.
And kept in a state of perpetual frustration by those explicit SMS messages he does not scruple to have the censors read.
You're a kept woman, all right.
ROTFLMAO
oh so true so true
I'm so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> when I go into the DOD office here to put in a form ..... I keep wondering if the person helping me has seen any of those 'AHEM' sms messages.
I imagine them looking at our file and reading them out over morning tea!!!
"Oh look what 6179382 sent thro security THIS time!!"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Lol, there are probably a few favorites they always look for. Sounds like Aussie is one of them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
One thing I am very happy about.
There are no emergancies here right now. We all have things that need work, but no fight/flight.
Smile everyone, I hear it's good for your face. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
I hear the sadness in your post on Pep's se$ thread.
I think one of the reasons God hates Adultry so much is that there is no restitution. Like with murder, you can't restore what you took away.
We continue to pray for you two, that God might restore what AJ cannot.
I would really like to know how the meeting went yesterday, if it did happen. I am still hoping that those people are put out of your lives, and the children's lives. Those children need good examples, and love, and help. Not lies, and bad examples, and hate.
God be with you.
SS
Neaksis/T&L -
I really know what you are going through. My step children have 2 sisters, and 2 brothers (out of 6 kids. mom has 5 dads).
Mom is a drug addict and has been for 20 years. My WH raised his 2 kids by himself. But of course, we have had close contact with the other 4 kids since they were born.
Both the girls have been sexually molested, and one of the boys. We had a constant fight trying to protect them, but the girls lie to protect their mom. Also my WH just wanted to hope things got better.
I went to court 3 years ago as one bio-dad stepped up and wanted custody of his 2 year old son. It had to be the Lord moving me. The night before, my WH told me that there was a court date, but it had nothing to do with custody.
That morning, I went to work, but got a sudden feeling that I needed to go to the court house. I left work, and went. Mind you, I didn't know the name of the bio-dad, his lawyer, or the time of the hearing, or what it was about.
When I got 2 blocks from the courthouse, my step-kids (coming from 20 miles in the other direction) drove by at the intersection. I followed them to court and into the hearing.
It turned out that they were going to testify for their mom, but when I showed up, they didn't. It was almost like on TV. Since I didn't have a deposition, I wrote a note to the attorney, and gave it to the bailiff. I said that my WH and I had raised my step-kids, not their mom like they were going to testify. I told about the drug use, and many weirdos at her house. I also told about doctor's reports of sexual molestation.
In the end, no one testified, and the court awarded custody to the father, even though the social worker had recommended that mom get custody.
I think that this was the beginning of the end of my marriage, but I have never been sorry. I know that the Lord stepped in and saved this child from more molestation, abuse and neglect.
So Neaksis, hang in there. You are the one in these children's lives who has stepped up and taken action. Be proud of that.
t&l
Glad no one was hurt falling at yiour house, Just have a minute...wanted to say hi to all!!
Neak,
I hear the sadness in your post on Pep's se$ thread
So did I, and was somewhat surprised, and definitely saddened by it...because she presents the aura of being so much "over" this on a day-to-day basis. This little snippet of insight, and the fact that when I wanted her to look for something in her wedding pictures, she wouldn't because she said she wasn't "ready" to see them yet, is the only indication she's given us lately of her internal struggles. They wrote a song about her, did you know? It's called "My Darling
Clamentine"!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I guess she really IS a daddy's girl.......
Superficially, the meeting went OK. However, Biodad is not the first person to misjudge Neaksis' book by its cover, and because she wasn't looking their way, and not obviously listening either, he mistakenly assumed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> that she wasn't paying any attention while he and DS#1 fell far enough behind that Biodad thought he could secretly slip him a "gift" pocketknife. Biodad knows very well that DS#1 is not allowed to have any knives, because he's acted violently with them before, and threatened his younger sister with one. But his urge to subvert Neaksis' authority, to "put one over" on her and be cleverer than we are, was so great that he was willing to ignore the fact that he might very well be endangering his own children. However, the pleasure of catching him in the act, and making him give it back while Neaksis watched, was almost worth him being such a jerk. Besides, he's exposed himself for the untrustworthy man he's choosing to be, and it makes it easier to impose rules that even the kids can understand the reasons for. He's got his own brand of "fog," and it's very heavy, indeed. It makes me sad, because when he was a Christian he was a thoroughly-delightful person to be around, and so full of hopes and dreams for a happy future. Now he's the father of 4 illegitimate children by 2 different females, and has another partner on the string...so I guess #5 could very well be along soon. This from a man who so strongly felt the bitter sting of being a "b*s***d" himself (his own word, not mine). Gargamel Granny had 4 children by 4 different men, so I guess the apple isn't falling too far from the tree. I'm so sorry for him, but ultimately the safety of the children is our priority.
I'll try and come back later, but my break is over and I'm at Job X, so I don't have quite the freedom that I do at my "home" job. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll have to get somebody to scan them, and then we'll post the picture of the "roofer." Give me a few days, since I don't know who the "lucky" person with the scanner will be! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS - thank you for your prayers. With time I expect/hope that God will again become the third occupant of our, um. marital time, and....no one else.
Mom, call me about the septic I have bad news and bad news and bad news, and good news and good news.
1. The county agrees that we are going to have to get an evaporation system.
2. As we well know, this is far more expensive.
3. It is also really big and ugly.
4. They will be able to utilize the same tanks and pumps, shaving about $10,000 off the final cost.
5. They will be able to continue installing it even if it begins to rain.
This undoubtedly makes M.E. responsible also, and we'd better get the legal stuff started quickly. Ack! So many lawyers!
oh, c**p
Just what we needed, another $30,000 worth of bad news. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I'd go back to bed and hide, but I have to leave for work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well Neak & t&l ...... Aussie is OK, well lets rephrase it, he was NOT the soldier evac'ed to a medical unit... hes somewhere we think in the mountains, position unknown, living like Lawrence of Arabia <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak thats bad news ...wont they let you use septic tanks & a leach drain?
In another life - code for younger & fitter - I helped Aussie dig out a whole system by hand and put it in.
Fun ???? NOT
Would they let you install a closed environmental system? we do that on the farms a bit here & in the metro areas near the rivers.
Its way too much info isn't it?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Maybe I could find info for you & let you know site address.....you might get something cheaper by a lot if the county allows it.
Reading Aussies 'Complete works of Runyard Kipling" ,,, womens day & womens weekly boring this week ..lol
He likes this one as he's highlighted it ...
If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,
Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:
So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,
And wait for supports like a soldier.
Wait, wait, wait like a soldier . . .
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.
Go, go, go like a soldier,
HOW reassuring .......
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You're right. That does not sound fun. Dig diggety dig. Yuck. I'd love to take a look at what other options there are, even though the county is likely to be stinky about it. We do have really bad soil here, but that's typical for the area.
So glad A2 is ok. When he gets back you can slice up the Kipling and feed it to him. (Or put it somewhere else. I don't care if it's a classic.)
Typical Dervish day today. "Mommy, Mommy, I holding a 'pider in my hand!" "That's nice, Dervish. I'm glad you like spiders. Go put it back where you found it before it gets squished."
A few minutes later...
"Anty, Anty, I holding a 'pider in my hand! Wanna see?" She didn't have much choice, as he immediately bent down and released it on the floor at our feet. My eyes bulged. "Is that...is that...?" 'Anty' cheerfully said, "How nice, Dervish. You let it go so I could..." STOMP "...step on it for you. That was a black widow."
Fortunately it was a male. It's brown sploitch contrasted lovlily with the pink and white stripes of her socks. She's probably still wearing it around on the bottom of her foot.
Then there was the time when he was close to 2 and I leaped to catch the front of his shirt just as he started to fall headfirst and backward out a screen onto the concrete 6 feet below. Don't get me started on the Peanut Butter Incident.
I would be more worried about the Neaklet being a Dervish #2, but I believe God's promise that he will not send us more than we are able to bear.
Hi everybody--Missed you all while I was gone, but I've been busy wallowing in the Slough of Despond for the past couple of days. I think I'm climbing back out again, but still have to shake off all the Debris of Despair before I'm fit for human company again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Maybe it will be you-know after my pt. delivers and I can try and see if words will come out of my fingertips tonight. I am very tired of being me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Glad you are back <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
When is your trip to hawaii?
but still have to shake off all the Debris of Despair
Considering that the Slough of Despond, where I accumulated all that Debris, involved a defective septic tank, you'd better all hope I shake
every last bit of it off before I try to rejoin the party again. If I could've posted last night, I'd have given more detail (this may be interpreted as "I would've whined more freely"), because it really galls my soul, chafes my hide, and gets my goat that somebody who works as much and earns as much as I do, should be so doggone poor. I was already simmmering somewhere near a full rolling boil over everything anyway, and this was my poor camel's last straw. First his back broke, and then he fell right into the septic...and if you think
I have Debris, you don't even want to
smell him!!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'd cancel the trip to HI, but I've already got 3 non-transferable, non-refundable tickets, and a 90-yr. old man who might not live to make another trip...so I don't really feel like cancelling is the right answer. We're supposed to leave on the morning of the 26th. I think they'll have to pick me up at work and go straight to the airport. Maybe I can sleep on the way. And I'm sure the septic problem will be right there in the back yard when we get home, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Actually, being able to cope with this (even if some days are marginal) is part of the lessons I've learned in the Saga, but my break is over and I've got to use my magic fingers for something besides typing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Neak, if you read this, you're online. Either post the pictures, or be busy thinking up an excuse why you couldn't!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Please? You're only pregnant, with an elderly grandfather to care for, and 3 other children, 2 of whom are being homeschooled, and one of whom is the Dervish. What else could you possibly have to do besides post pictures for me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
10-10-05
Original post from 10/6 lost due to technological incompetence. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Thanks,
I enjoy reading your thoughts.
Sometimes I wonder if there is a whole team assigned to us.
Neak -
Here's one you can frame and put up by your mom's computer.
THE COMPUTER SWALLOWED GRANDMA
The computer swallowed grandma.
Yes, honestly its true.
She pressed 'control' and 'enter'
And disappeared from view.
It devoured her completely,
The thought just makes me squirm.
She must have caught a virus
Or been eaten by a worm.
I've searched through the recycle bin
And files of every kind;
I've even used the Internet,
But nothing did I find.
In desperation, I asked Jeeves
My searches to refine.
The reply from him was negative,
Not a thing was found 'online.'
So, if inside your 'Inbox,'
My Grandma you should see,
Please 'Copy', 'Scan' and 'Paste' her
And send her back to me!
Unknown
SS
Lady C,
I hope that your H will get it (actually, I hope that T&L's H will get it too) but I worry that his good attitude will only last a short time. How is it going this week?
CSUE,
I still owe you an answer, and I might even get to it today. Sometimes I take so long that the person no longer even remembers they asked - sorry.
SS
CSue said:
Believe it or not I worry less than I used to. I am a reformed control freak....I just forget I'm reformed sometimes.
Tell us about your reform. Is this a recovery from an A thing, or did it just come about as part of your normal growth and devolopment?
Life is so much more peaceful once I decided to stop tyring to control everything and just them them play out naturally. Who am I to get in the way of someone else's lessons...
I see you've figured out one of the keys to raising children. LET THEM LEARN THEIR LESSONS.
I will say that sometimes it is hard to know when to exercise compassion, and when to let them learn. God is good at it, I am learning.
I just forget this sometimes still. Especially with this YS. He has soooooo many lessons ahead of him, but we do see signs of him learning. Just curious, at what age do your children think that YOU AS A PARENT KNOW SOMETHING!
It was explained to me once (by my dad??) that if the child runs out in the street, you grab him so that they don't get hit by a car and killed.
It's hard for dead people to learn life's lessions.
If they want to go out side without their gloves, and play in the snow, you tell them to put the gloves on, then let them learn if they won't do it.
As far as when they think you know something.
It depends.
My 16,17,18 year old boys would ask me for advice on fixing cars, and they would follow assembly instructions very well. They also listened well in wilderness survival MB class. However, they didn't listen very well about coming in early on school nights, getting enough sleep, and some other things.
Sigh.
They begin to loose it somewhere between 14 and 16 - lost it all by 17. Begin to get it back about 19 to 21. Sooner if they leave home early and pay their own way. Later if YOU are paying for their support away from home.
In middle school according to my boys....I'm getting dumber, as they get smarter???
You are getting dumber - that's why you can drive, they can't. You have money, they don't. And you can vote, and they can't. At that age, they know everything, so if they had the power too, they would solve the worlds problems, and what would the rest of us do? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So SS, with 8 children....at what age (their age, that is) did you start to appear intelligent again to them?
19 to 21. By 23 they listen well and give respect again. Nearly all the time. Almost.
Do your older children think you're wise? Do they listen at times?
They listen pretty well now. It is good also to be careful not to give advice too often. It makes it seem less valueable. Reserve it for the big things. The adult version of running out in the street.
Affairs
Financial ruin
Spirital ruin
Marriage troubles - more than the average
Things that would result in bodily harm (your mother will kill you if she finds out !!!)
Ok back to the grindstone..
My 2nd son said "if you put your nose to the grindstone, you'll get a sore nose, and it's hard to work with a sore nose."
Be careful.
Now I can't remember when your Dad was coming/going. Hope the visit is a good one. Win/Win.
SS
I was going to be more chatty this afternoon, but have spent a surprising amount of time trying to find a place to stay on this trip to HI. I think I've finally done it,though, and have rooms for the 3 of us for 6 nights for $330 total. How cool is that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> The only downside is that this is somebody who knew us when we lived there. Hopefully just my dad, and not someobdy with an endless supply of Little Susan stories! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> At least there are no interested juveniles to be listening to them, either being amused or getting new ideas. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis decided she'd had an epiphany about demons and temptation a week or so ago. Once she compared notes with Neak, she was sure of it. She noticed that Granny Gargamel, in her letter, managed to stab her knife into a number of very sore spots that Neaksis had over this situation...things that hurt, or bothered her, that she hadn't told anybody else, or even said out loud. So she asked Neak if she'd noticed A-related similar things from the "original" Gargamel, and Neak said that yes, Gargamel often said things about her A with AJ that hit Neak where she felt most vulnerable, even though she wasn't talking about her fears and wounds to anybody, and didn't think anybody knew.
Well, news flash!!!!!!!!! Your tempter knows what bothers [/b]you[/b]. And they also know what other human being is willing to hear their voice, and carry out their suggestions that will work against you, and cause you pain. Temptation isn't necessarily a one-size-fits-all kind of experience. Custom-fitted, individually-designed, just-for-you...
Doesn't that make you feel special? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Gotta get ready for work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Just putting this back on page one so I can find it easier <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I just got re-caught up again on the saga.
Love,
Jen
Hi there Sweetie!! I've been thinking about you a lot lately, as I dash madly from pillar to post, and saying to myself over and over that I really need to call you...but I kept putting it off because there are so few minutes OR phones at either pillar or post, so I'm glad you're back in the "neighborhood" again. How's school? Or hasn't it started yet? ThatIdiotFlard is busy doing science stuff,as usual, and is finally going to get those WISDOM teeth pulled. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Scary thought, isn't it, considering how dumb he's being lately even with them right inside his very own head!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Love you,
t&l
P.S. Thank you for rescuing me from oblivion, obscurity, and the page 3 doldrums! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I was starting to get depressed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Speak of the devil, Gell, and he calls me on the phone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> We had an interesting mumble, rather than an actual "talk," since it seems that it's hard to speak with clarity when your mouth is full of bloody cotton swabs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> By the time he got done describing how that one tooth that's been so much trouble had to be cut in half, then gouged out with a chisel, I was VERY glad I was an obstetrical nurse, safely located at the other end of the body--far, far away from so much yec-c-c-ch. Dentists of the world, I salute you. Glad I'm not one OF you, though!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - One of my favorite books is "This Present Darkness" by Frank Perrotti, I think. It gives a GREAT description of how demons can influence a person. And he gives an excellent picture of each demon - like the demon of despair, sitting in your bedroom, drooling as you fall into sadness.
I read the book years ago, and still think about it.
Very close - Frank Peretti. I really enjoyed both "This Present Darkness" and "Piercing the Darkness", but the biggest thing I disagreed with him on was the poor little good angels getting beat up because of lack of 'prayer cover'. I understand the point he was trying to make, and even agreed with the point - prayer for others unleashes God's power in a special way - but in my books the good angels never get beat up, they just have to retreat to a safe distance to watch and weep.
Many times the picture pops into my mind of a little yellow house, worn-but-cute on the outside, and filled with writhing, jostling demons laughing as they watch the terrible, life-shattering scene playing out inside the bedroom. When it does I try to turn my thoughts instead to what was happening at the same time in another house. The queen size bed, one side empty, a soft dark head resting on tear-stained pillows, and the massive angel bending near, keeping sleepless vigil through the long and lonely night.
Oh Neak, you give me goose bumps.
Neak,
Our thoughts are better turned to what the good angels would prompt us to do.
Don't let the other thoughts have room in your head.
Not what was going on in either house then, but what is needed today - And the joy to be found tomorrow.
SS
SS - you are perfectly right of course. This has been one of my big struggles, much too long to delve into right now but I will try and comment further in the next day or so.
On a lighter note, here is a
picture of Neaksis. Here is a
picture of Neaksis working up on the roof. It brings to mind all sorts of classic lyrics... "Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset, swiftly go the years..."
And another favorite.....
"Matchmaker, Matchmaker, make me a match, find me a find, catch me a catch..." Brought to you courtesy of the world-reknowned musical, "Neaksis on the Roof".
Boy, is Neaksis going to be peeved when she sees the picture we used! She thinks it makes her look haggard and old, but the good ones that my friend scanned for me are in some format that Yahoo pictures can't use, so we were reduced to making do with what was available.
Doesn't really look like the Spawn of Satan, does she? An evil, devious woman who would callously steal the children of an unsuspecting, trusting mother, all under the guise of Christian friendship? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I realize I've been preaching for several months now, "Don't judge a book by its cover," but in her case, unlike mine at that stage <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, both the cover AND the pages tell the same story.
t&l
Not what was going on in either house then, but what is needed today - And the joy to be found tomorrow.
t&l's identity jack, redux
I agree that it would be detrimental on many levels to dwell on what was happening in the house full of demonic voyeurs, but I'm not so sure but that there isn't valuable comfort and reassurance to be found in permanently retaining a mental image of your guardian angel keeping vigil with you during a time of great distress and discouragement. To treasure in your heart that awareness of protection and companionship when you are otherwise all alone would seem to me to be a powerful encouragement to
endure the next time something happens that leaves you feeling abandoned and low.
t&l
She's beautiful!!!! and the picture is great.
When my twins were born, friends of my mother's would come to visit and, practcally ignoring me, would congratulate HER on how beautiful the babies were!
I was a bit offended .
t&L, I have to congratulate you and HP for such beautiful girls! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It gives a GREAT description of how demons can influence a person. I read the book years ago, and still think about it.
Then you'd really like (I think, but I
could be prejudiced, since I'm the mother of the author! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />) Neak's next book,
Peter, Fisher of Men. I don't know how to make it available here without worrying that the moderators will consider it to be making unfair commercial use of the board. I guess the best way, if even that works, would be to let anyone who wanted it have it at our cost plus postage, so that nobody could say she's trying to make money off MB. I'd love to just give one to everybody who asked, but I don't make THAT much money, assuming more than one or two wanted to read it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It also deals with the supernatural a lot, and researching it, and writing it in many ways prepared her to be faithful in prayer when all that A stuff went down.
t&l
When my twins were born, friends of my mother's would come to visit and, practcally ignoring me, would congratulate HER on how beautiful the babies were!
And what was wrong with that? What did YOU do, after all? I mean, besides conceive, carry, and birth them? Your dear mother did
everything else...you know, all the important stuff, like preen, brag, glow, etc. After all, the person who carries the heaviest load should get the most praise. Just wait till Neak finds out what kind of gifts
I'm expecting after the Neaklet is born and it's time for
my rewards for all that hard work I'm going to be doing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Wouldn't the book be available in Amazon?
I'd like to read it, but when will it be published?
BTW I tried Lady Clueless's eggplant recipe and it was very good!!!!
Everyone liked it.
Wouldn't the book be available in Amazon?
I'd like to read it, but when will it be published?
That's a good question. I'm almost done editing it, but the cover art people (and they know who they are!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> are "progressing" (if it could be called that) VERY slowly. I had hoped by Christmas, but now I'm thinking it's going to be February or so before this particular rabbit is pulled out of the hat.
BTW I tried Lady Clueless's eggplant recipe and it was very good!!!!
Everyone liked it.
I am SO glad. Really I am. Now she can have the satisfaction of knowing her recipe was appreciated and enjoyed without any eggplant fragments having to pass my personal lips! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Thank you, cc46. Thank you.
t&l
T&L - I think it would be okay to give the name of the book, so we could watch for it. After all, Neak is one of the citizens of Idiotville.
True. Does Idiotville have a book store, by any chance? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Or is it just bars, strip joints, and a library? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll have you know there are MUCH better pictures of myself available...just not very many of them. Cameras don't like me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Oh, quit whining. Even haggard and old, with a bag over your head on a dark night, you're still cute enough to get by! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Signed,
Your Mother
Yep, there is a bookstore, and even a lady that works there, but I forget who.
Morning/evening ..how are you t&l, and B, neak, and everyone.
hows everyone?
Loved the photos!
What on earth does neaksis mean when she thinks it makes her look old & haggard??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Goodness ........ wait until shes my age!! The she'll know what old & haggard is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW -
Hi again. I'll let you know that I'm older and haggardier than the two of you added together.
Dang, wish these young'ins would quit complaining.
T&L,
You don't have to keep telling her she is good looking. Maybe she'll be quiet if you start agreeing with her. Beauty is soooo wasted on the young.
SS
Don't 'believe' it B!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
MUST MUST MUST get to bed, but I will allow myself one brief comment. SS and Mom, I hope you don't think you are (ever so cordially) disagreeing with each other. You're not - you're both entirely and 100% right.
Regarding demonic voyeurs, while I don't think they should occupy any significant part of our thoughts, if, when we were being tempted, we kept some awareness that unseen eyes were watching, and that if we gave in to sin that our enemies would openly laugh us to scorn and use us as an excuse to heap scorn upon our Savior, we would certainly think twice.
And realizing that I was never alone through this whole ordeal has been comforting, and will continue to be for the rest of my life.
However, SS has quite correctly guessed that both viewpoints, (and of course many less supernatural thoughts from that time period) take up way more of my mind than they should. My whole brain is still almost totally mired in the muck, despite valiant efforts to lift it out.
AJ has been superb in his efforts, and can do nothing further to help except to keep on doing more of the same. The best I've been able to tell so far, my main job is to keep stepping out of the way of the heavenly bulldozer and let it continue to clean up the mess for me, since it's much bigger than I can do myself. I think some days I squat right in front of the dozer tires with my trowel, scooping one teeny bit at a time into a wheelbarrow, when God wants me to move and let Him at it with all the resources at His disposal. Easier said than done.
Stepping out of the way and letting God work is so hard.
I keep shovelling the mess of the tyres and hosing it off and at times feel like I’m just treading water and eventually it will pull me under.
A sense of failure is sometimes hard to avoid.
Aussie has held me up when I wavered and felt weak and I know he loves me now despite everything.
He’s a pretty wonderful man.
I'm pretty sure God is saying VERY loudly to me to give Him my fears, grief and remorse. Its as hard to give up the pain as it is to seek comfort..isn't that strange?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Bad Neak. BAD Neak. Badbadbadbadbadbadbad Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Personally, it helps me to think of the demons, snarling, writhing and drooling, and sitting right at the entrance of my home, watching me.
Like in the book, they all have their specialties - despair, hopelessness, fear, complacency, etc. When I feel hopeless, I actually tell the demon to leave, get away from me and my home.
And no, I haven't been locked up yet.
AW - You have been blaming yourself for too long. That is not healthy. Time to give yourself a break and tell that demon to get out of your life.
Neak - Step aside for the bulldozers. Maybe you can plant some seeds in the devastation, and water and care for them.
I'm pretty sure God is saying VERY loudly to me to give Him my fears, grief and remorse. Its as hard to give up the pain as it is to seek comfort..isn't that strange?
We can deal with that bad Neak later, but right now let me just quickly tell you the story I shared with the children in Bible study class this morning. Once upon a time, there was an old man walking down the road. On his back, he carrried an ENORMOUS knapsack. A passing farmer, taking pity on him, stopped his wagon and offered the poor fellow a ride. The old man climbed into the wagon and sat down with relief, but when the farmer told him to throw his load into the empty wagon bed, he refused. "No, thanks," he said. "I'm fine."
After they'd traveled a bit farther, the farmer again encouraged him to toss his pack into the wagon. Again the old man turned him down. Fianlly the farmer couldn't stand it any longer. "Throw that thing in the back," he said. "You must be tired, and it's got to weigh a ton. Set it down!"
"Oh, I can't do that," the old man replied. "You've already been so kind just to give
me a ride. I couldn't ask you to carry my burden, too."
And so we stumble through life, our burdens (guilt, grief, fear, etc.) firmly strapped to our ("heavy-laden") backs, while Jesus waits to help us by lifting our cares, and giving us rest...only to hear us say, "Thanks anyway, Lord, but I'll just carry this myself a little while longer, if you don't mind."
t&l
t&l & B
Aussie told me is his love letter to let go of it..so I'm trying very hard. I think I needed his ok for that.
Did I ever let you read his letter? Well the bits I let others read. I carry it everywhere like a teenager. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Probably TMI, but I bloated up again like a watermelon right after supper and spent the whole evening lying very still guarding my turgid abdomen. You can imagine it put a damper on my plans for after the children went to sleep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I will be back on in a little to share the w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l joke Neaksis and I played yesterday at potluck. Heh heh heh. It went off beautifully!
It happened this way. Neaksis was the only one who was in on it. I very carefully made my potluck contribution, covered it with nice, anonymous aluminum foil, and smuggled it out to the trunk well before it was time to go. Upon arrival at the church I quickly carried it downstairs and tucked it in the oven before anyone could see it.
Neaksis helped keep watch to see if the prankees each took a serving of e**p***t (censored out of deference to t&l). And sure enough, they did.
AJ caught on first. "What is this STUFF? Did you bring it?" he hissed in my ear. "Shhhhh," I hissed right back, snickering a little. "Mom hasn't caught on yet." "But what is it???" "E**p***t."
Grudgingly, he stopped making little gagging noises and settled for throwing his serving ostentatiously on my plate. Busy chatting, Mom didn't notice.
She took a long time to get to hers. As she got closer...and closer...we struggled to keep our faces calm and unconcerned. As she chased several peas round about the final offering on her plate, we held our breath. At last she picked up a piece of the e**p***t and put it in her mouth. And chewed. And swallowed. And reached for another without even gagging.
As she put the second piece in her mouth and started to chew, she finally asked curiously, "What is this?"
Neaksis and I nearly sprayed our food on each other. Bemused and puzzled, Mom turned to me and asked if I had brought it. Wracked with wordless, helpless laughter, I could only nod. AJ finally had to break the news to her.
Her nose wrinkled a little. "It's passable," she sneered.
I nearly wept. Never had I even dreamed she might give my e**p***t such high praise! I still get all teary-eyed thinking of it now. That Sam I Am, that Sam I Am, I do not like that Sam I Am.
Not in a box, not with a fox.
Too funny Neak. I love e**p***t. It is fun to disquise it. I make it with eggs sometimes, and my boys wolf it down.
Probably TMI, but I bloated up again like a watermelon right after supper and spent the whole evening lying very still guarding my turgid abdomen.
You're right. It IS TMI. However, I'm delighted to hear it anyway. It couldn't have happened to a more deserving person! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I hope AJ tied a string to your toe and turned you into a helium balloon for the kids to play with.
This should not be interpreted to mean that I am bitter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And if I ever speak to you again, I'll tell you so personally.
t&l
She took a long time to get to hers.
I thought it was veggie scallops, and was saving the best for last, as I always do. I didn't play tricks like that on
MY mama. That's probably why she lived to be almost 90, while I, on the other hand, will wear out much, much sooner! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
I tried not to laugh, really I did. Out of respect, and everything. In the end, I laughed anyway.
Please forgive me.
I'm even trying to stop laughing - I promise.
Maybe it's like my Dad said - "you didn't beat those kids near enough." Grin.
SS
Maybe it's like my Dad said - "you didn't beat those kids near enough." Grin. SS
They're 33, 30, 29, and 27.
NOW you tell me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Really, there's something very <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> to see an 57-yr. old woman pout in such a childish fashion. I
deeply disapprove of that sort of age-inappropriate behavior, you know. But we're talking about E.G.G.P.L.A.N.T. here! Or, as HP calls it, "at its very best, salted boogers." Parmigianno. So, 57 or no, what the heck?!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Dang, wish these young'ins would quit complaining.
You and me both, Believer. Wouldn't THAT be the day! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> One of my favorite sayings, which I'm pretty sure I've mentioned here before, is: "Time is a wonderful teacher. And a
lousy beautician!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I wouldn't like to be young again, just to be young. But if I could be 21 years old, and 57 years smart? Now THAT would be a deal worth considering. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
My whole brain is still almost totally mired in the muck, despite valiant efforts to lift it out.
Let me tell you something about this Neak person. You'd never know to look at her, or visit with her, that anything was troubling her at all. Her facade could give my facade
LESSONS!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Aussie told me is his love letter to let go of it..so I'm trying very hard. I think I needed his ok for that.
I'm not trying to make excuses for you, but putting your A in the context of your child's death, let me tell you something I read once that I thought was very interesting. It involved some study somebody had done about people who had suffered the loss of a child or a spouse, and they found that in the aftermath there was a very heightened interest in sex. The explanation given (my words here--I don't remember exactly how it was stated) was that sexual release was both an affirmation of one's own "living" in the face of another's dying, and a way to still "feel" alive
somewhere when the rest of you felt dead. Obviously, it's too late to put your particular genie back in the bottle, but I guess generally it's a good thing to know it can happen, so that if such a circumstance arose for others here they could be warned that they're at increased risk for that particular type of temptation.
So, now that you have Aussie's OK, go for it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I think that this was the beginning of the end of my marriage, but I have never been sorry. I know that the Lord stepped in and saved this child from more molestation, abuse and neglect.
Believer, sometimes it costs a
lot to do the right thing, doesn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> "...great is your reward..."
t&l
Sorry it took so long to get back to the point, but continuing................
What weaknesses, which vulnerabilities, did Satan prey upon to lead you WSs into adultery? For you BSs, where do you get hit now, probably repeatedly, as you try to regroup and recoup...even if your FWS has repented and is trying to make amends? I think that too often when tempted, people mistake their thoughts for something of their own, instead of recognizing them as temptations, and their true source. In Neak's next book, Fisher of Men (from here on out, if/when mentioned again, FOM) I was intrigued to read about the temptations Peter encountered, most of them things he never identified as coming from anywhere but his own mind and inclinations. And because he failed to recognize the origin of his thoughts, he remained unaware of his danger, and very susceptible to sinful yearnings.
I mentioned earlier that I'm not tempted by drugs, like Biomom and Biodad (just as an example of tailor-made temptations). I do, however, have a VERY hard time dealing with uncertainty. I am obsessed with knowing how things will turn out. If I'm thinking of reading a particular book, I always read the ending first, since if it doesn't end well, to my mind there's no reason whatsoever for me to waste my time wading through the whole thing just to get to a bad conclusion. I can take pretty much anything you throw at me, just so long as I understand what's going on, and why. I've been this way for as long as I remember. Naturally, given my predisposition to doubt, I am surrounded by uncertainty , with life circumstances at every turn presenting themselves to me opaque mysteries that I not only can't solve, but I can't even begin to understand the question. I don't do well with this. If I could just skip ahead to the "end of the book," and see that everything turns out OK, I wouldn't mind some turblence and trouble in current and future chapters. My sons' loss of faith. My grandchildren's long-range traumatic consequences from molestation, with all the behavioral difficulties which have resulted. Neaksis' permanently-altered life circumstances and prospects. Can I ever possibly hope to get out of debt? I mean, before I drop dead in the placenta bucket someday, still working at 92 years of age? I could go on, but you can get the idea. Some people seem to be able to skip blithely through life, worry-free and nonchalant, just taking what comes and then moving on. Not me. I am constantly tempted to worry myself to a frazzle, trying to figure things out that are basically unfigureable. Whywhywhywhywhy?!
Intellectually, I can understand the Bible promise that "all things work together for good to them that love God..." Or, "he does not afflict willingly, nor grieve the children of men." Or, "We must through much tribulation enter the kingdom of God." Or, "For whom the Lord loveth, he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son that he receiveth." Like I said, my head understands. My heart says, "But this doesn't feel good," and is enticed to wonder if there is a God at all, and if there is, how come He isn't being nice to me?
I think this is why the Bible says we must "walk by faith and not by sight," because what we see and experience so often is deceptive, and fails to reflect those eternal realities which can only be known by faith. I have come to see my nearly-constant temptations to doubt as God's equivalent of physical therapy. The therapist exercises the patient's weak muscles, or those that are in danger of weakening because of disuse. God, who sees and knows my weaknesses, allows me to be tempted and tested in those areas, so that through repeated exercise , faith may be tested and strengthened.
Several Life Lessons from the Saga revolve around this point. (1) Temptation is inevitable. Expect it. It is NOT your fault you're tempted. You're not a bad person because you are tempted. Temptation comes simply because Satan and his angels, who know your own personal weaknesses, are making proper and efficient use of their tools. Give them credit for effort. (2) BUT, remember, too, that while temptation is inevitable, surrender is not. There is power in God to resist even the most attractive temptation. Young people too often think they have a monopoly on life, love, passion, etc. The truth is that as we get older, and increasingly aware of our own mortality, that the temptation to grasp at life's pleasures tends to intensify, rather than diminish. Ask any 40ish male with a mid-life crisis. Or female, for that matter although we less often succumb to red sports cars and 20-yr. old paramours. (3) Expect to be re-tempted where you have previously failed. I was surprised, at 47, to have to confront again the longing for a long-lost love, a love which I had thought for years, was far behind me. I shouldn't have been. Don't you be either, when new temptations surface, for old weaknesses. If it worked before, it will be tried again. If it ALMOST worked before, you'll get another go-arounder with it before you're through, as Satan makes proper use of his tools. Realistically speaking, this means for AJ (to pick on a family member) that there is going to come another time when there will be a great temptation to be involved again with someone else. Neak will be tempted to wallow in the past instead of trying to rebuild. Neaksis can expect to be tempted to feel cheated of a husband and children of her own, especially when the adoptees are unusually noxious in their post-molestation behaviors. I'm not tempted really any more by the fantasy of a relationship with MS. I DO get tempted every single night on the way to work to wonder WTH I'm doing living like this, and how unfair is it anyway? (I get tempted to swear, too, even though I swore off of that years ago!) (4) There's an old saying, "You can't keep the birds of temptation from flying around your head, but you CAN keep them from building a nest in your hair." All temptation begins in the mind. You're not going to suddenly find your body out stealing a car when the last thing you knew, you were inside the church reading your Bible and singing hymns. I think the key to resisting temptation is to reject it when it first enters your mind. If you keep it around to give it cookies, and engage in some witty conversation, you are much more likely to give in to it, than if it is firmly ejected from the premises the instant it intrudes. If I had constructed and maintained a mental fantasy, at 47, of a renewed romantic relationship with MS, my body would eventually have followed my heart. The fact that I'm still where I am, and content to be there, is directly related to the fact that I never, ever allowed any bird-nest-building to go on in Mr. Incredible's flowing tresses. Even though those were some pretty doggone attractive birds!
Well, there's a pt. arriving, who belongs to me, unfortunately...and duty calls.
t&l
Shoot, I accidentally did this under "edit" and have now deleted a whole earlier post so that I now no longer have any idea what it was! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
CSue or cc46--Don't one of you get these postings in your email? I think what I deleted was the original post about the proper use of tools, and temptation. Do you still have it? If so, could you please send it to me @
sportkanga@yahoo.com so I can try and re-post it. Otherwise I don't have a "continuing" of anything, which means it will make less sense than if it was attached to the first post.
Thanks, one way or another.
t&l
T&l
the mails are the same as what's on the thread. So I suppose you did not lose all that wisdom!
Har-de-har. The lost post was originally done on 10/6, and was entitled The Proper Use of Tools. It was accidentally deleted when I mis-posted this morning, in my technologically inept fashion, and is now gone from the thread. I'm not so much thinking of it as lost "wisdom" as something more like undigested rumination...and you know even a cow never can chew its cud exactly the same twice, so if I tried to reproduce what I first wrote about temptation, I wouldn't be able to say it the same. And if I don't say it at all, the 2nd part doesn't make as much sense.
My poor lost pearls!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You don't have them by any chance, do you?
t&l
morning all you folks! how are you?
Did you like the eggplant t&l? hehehehe lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
LOVE those girls sense of humour...as long as its NOT me on the receiving end ..hahahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well as half the people on MB have seen this ..what the heck..HE SAYS HE LOVES ME !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My very dearest love
It would seem that in the very near future that I shall be way into the mountains and be unable to contact you for sometime.
Do not worry if you do not hear from me for some time it will simply mean I am unable to be near any R & R area to be able to drop a line. I’m writing this a bit at a time when we have a rest break. Don’t worry if I don’t make sense just had a feeling I wanted to write you so I am.
I do not write as well as many nor express myself as others can with ease, I own up to it that I am most times uncomfortable at saying those things you deserve to hear. If I steal a word or two I guess you wont mind will you?
AW I want you to know that my love for you is deathless, it has never faulted or faded in any way even if I may have. Remember that always.
The memories of all the wonderful moments I have spent with you, the birth of our kids, watching with pride as they ran up to you to show you some drawing they made or show us how they could ride their bikes without trainors, it all comes flowing over me, and I feel most grateful to you that I have enjoyed them so long.
You have been the glue of our family for so long that I forgot you had your own losses and pain and for that I am truly sorry. I wish I could have done better.
When I see DS I see a young man full of quiet pride and gentleness, someone who would give a stranger the shirt off his back and laugh at himself, DD who has learned to love so well and think so clearly and give with passion to those she loves, even her grumpy old man, and Michael who has come to us as Bazza says ‘like manna from heaven’.
And Peter. Every moment I see that happy little face, and even now dream of what could be. It will haunt me until I die.
But don’t you see? You more than I made them what they are love. You give so much that at times I wonder what’s left for you. I’m afraid you’re stuck with this old soldier, at least I feel pretty old these days, greying hair and all.
I’ll say this once AW. Your affair did hurt, big time, but I understand the pain that drove you, the choices etc but it’s been gone over so many times lets not do it again. I’m at peace with it most times. But its over and I at least have forgiven you, have you forgiven you yet? I can’t promise I wont get angry at times, probably will, but I will try like ****** not to throw it at you. Mikey needs you and I want you, just remember that and ease off on yourself. Enough said.
Honey time is short we need to move soon to remain unseen.
My love I ask that you forgive me also.
I have many faults and I know I there are many times I have caused you pain. How many times I have been thoughtless and a real pain in the [censored]!
Most of all I regret failing you with Peter. If I had been there maybe I could have done something. But the past is the past no use dwelling on it.
What we have is pretty damn good.
Got to move love.
I’d kiss you if I could, hug the two ‘terrors’ for me and tell them I love them and Mikey,
Love
P.S. kiss Mikey for me.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So I AM going to work on forgiving myself just as he told me and ............. HE LOVES ME!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You brought tears to my eyes. How lovely for you both.
t&l
Proper Use of Tools, very misleading!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Psst.... A-dub, he loves you!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Proper Use of Tools, very misleading!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Not if they're the devil's tools, which is what I was talking about. If, on the other hand, you were hoping for home improvement advice, I've got NOTHING to offer anybody! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Ever.
t&l
P.S. Now you've got me curious. What kind of tools
did you think we were speaking of? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Don't know why this came to my mind. Maybe just because I screwed up my post and can't "do" it over. Maybe just because there are so many things I'd fix, if only I could! So I Googled it, and there it was...
THE LAND OF BEGINNING AGAIN
I wish that there were some wonderful place
Called the Land of Beginning Again
Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches
And all of our selfish grief
Could be dropped like a shabby old coat by the door
And never be put on again.
I wish we could come on it all unaware
Like the hunter who finds a lost trail
And I wish that the one whom our blindness has done
The greatest injustice of all
Could be at the gates like an old friend that waits
For the comrade he’s gladdest to hail.
We would find all the things we intended to do
But forgot, and remembered too late;
Little praises unspoken, little promises broken
And all of the thousand and one
Little duties neglected that might have perfected
The day for one less fortunate.
It wouldn’t be possible not to be kind
In the Land of Beginning Again
And the ones we misjudged and the ones whom we grudged
Their moments of victory then
Would find in the grasp of our loving handclasp
More than penitent lips could explain.
For what had been hardest we’d know had been best
And what had seemed loss would be gain
For there isn’t a sting that will not take a wing
When we’ve faced it and laughed it away,
And I think that the laughter is most what we’re after
In the Land of Beginning Again.
So I wish that there were some wondered place
Called the Land of Beginning Again
Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches
And all of our selfish grief
Could be dropped like a shabby old coat at the door
And never be put on again.
Louise Fletcher
I'm looking forward to the Land of Beginning Again. Aren't you?
t&l
THE LAND OF BEGINNING AGAIN
oh YES PLEASE
Can I have the ticketing concession please please please ????
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mom - we are having difficulty locating someone who knows about GP's appt. Call please!
Neak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Proper Use of Tools, very misleading!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I have
displeased the Queen. Please tell me your realm doesn't use decapitation!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm already short enough.
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Mom - we are having difficulty locating someone who knows about GP's appt. Call please!
Well, under those circumstances it turned out to be a mistake to contact ME, didn't it?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
THE LAND OF BEGINNING AGAIN
Can I have the ticketing concession please please please ????
You certainly may. And may I purchase the first ticket from you, please? One-way, too......'Cuz I ain't comin' back! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW--I re-read your posting of "Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport," and I've got a question for you. What are "abos"? I always misheard it as "apples" and wondered why the stockman wanted to turn them loose anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Aborigines, perhaps? And if that's so, wouldn't that be, in today's more politically correct world, somewhat of a perjorative label?
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> funny you say that ..when I posted it I saw that and thought thats really not a nice word ..... but didn't know what to replace it with so I left the original words. Of course you HAD to pick it out didn't you .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I actually found out since its been replaced with Let me 'Dingo's go mate " in some versions and in others deleted.
We don't use that word anymore, in fact haven't heard it used much since I was a teenager - keep quiet Mr Mayor-
My Noongar women friends - they adopted me as they think I need looking after <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - reckon you 'white fellas are too sensitive & you should get over it' ..... but I still dont like the word so I don't use it, its pretty insulting in every day speech if you ask me & made sure my kids didn't use it either.
The song refers to the ..well .. lets face it ...land stealing rich squatters using the local tribes people as cheap labour with little or no rights. You know like the big multinationals do today to most employees ...Ooops left wing leanings are showing lol
Well, I wouldn't have picked it out if I hadn't wondered about it for over 40 years!! There were lots of things said back then that are considered completely inappropriate today. Of course, there are a lot of things said today that were considered completely inappropriate back then, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm reminded of a trip we took from HI back to WI sometime in the late 50s, and a couple of the Japanese aunties went along with us. I was probably about 10 and they would've been in their teens. We were at some kind of reunion get-together and one of the farmers was intrigued by them. He kept talking my dad (loudly) about "them little Jap girls of yours," until finally my dad had to ask him to stop. In his case, he really meant no offense, but it was still close to WWII and that's what he was used to hearing them called, and calling them himself. My dad may not remember it any more, but he was intermittently indignant about it for years! So it's not too surprising that other people in other countries would have once been been given names that are now considered unacceptably rude.
I bought my son Flard a didgeridoo for Christmas a couple of years back, since he likes unusual musical instruments...and Australia. Then he moved away, so I'm not sure if he ever learned to play it or not. It didn't seem like a very versatile instrument to me, but he seemed to be having fun with it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW - That was such a nice, nice letter. My prayers are still with Aussie and you and your family.
Beliver,
How are you these days?
I don't read on enough threads to know.
SS
LOVE those girls sense of humour...as long as its NOT me on the receiving end ..hahahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, being in
Australia helps!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I wouldn't be able to guarantee you anything if you lived closer to them. If they were only 14 and 16 miles away, as they are from me, they could still get you. I'll arrange an adoption for you, if you want. Just never, EVER tell them what you don't like! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
land stealing rich squatters
Is THAT who the "old Australian stockman" was? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I always thought he was just some old cowboy type disposing of his livestock before he died. How you have expanded my horizons in the last day or so! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> My poor romantic song!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
t&l
A long time ago, when the kids were little and we regularly went out foraging in nature, we liked to collect caterpillars, feed them, and watch them turn into butterflies. I gave a talk several times, using the caterpillars as my illustrations. I wish I'd kept pictures of everything, because I'd love to do it again--perhaps even as a magazine article, which I would call "The Gospel According to Caterpillars."
One of the points I made in my talk was that you can't always tell by looking at something (or someone) how they're going to turn out in the end. Not only do caterpillars not resemble the butterflies which they will become, but a single caterpillar often looks different at different stages of its caterpillarhood. One that I can think of right now is the Anise Swallowtail, which is a itty-bitty brownish caterpillar with a big white splotch on its back, when it's very small. After several skin sheddings, it suddenly emerges with a brilliant chartreuse color, and black, orangish, and white spots.
If you'd never seen it before, you couldn't anticipate the appearance of the later caterpillar by its earlier form; and you certainly couldn't tell by the size of the little crawling thing how very big the butterfly was going to be when its final metamorphosis was complete. I think people are like that, too, and that we run a very great risk of making mistakes when we try to predict and extrapolate outcomes based on what we see somebody doing at a particular moment. Living the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid has taught me this valuable lesson: With God's help, anybody can change if they want to.
God, who doesn't judge by the outward appearance, but by what is in the heart, sees great possibilities in some very unpromising, unlikely human specimens. Humans tend to see just the specimens. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'd keep going, but my break is over and I've got to return to the battlefront. I guess the bottom line is that I don't think we should get discouraged by children, WSs, etc. who give every appearance of riding to CENSORED in a handbasket...and enjoying the ride, too, more's the pity. It may be necessary to separate ourselves from their personal drama, for safety, or sanity, or survival. But we never have to give up hope that when God is done working, the creature which emerges will be as beautiful as the butterfly which the lowly caterpillar becomes. The realization of this hope may be deferred on this earth. But having your dreams come true in heaven, regardless of what you have to go through to get there, ought to be more than enough reward for anybody. That's what I think.
t&l
t&l
yes most of the squatters were rich in the early days, however if we take out that abo reference, then he could just be a stockman on a smaller station - you know something like the size of Florida. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Then you can have all the romance you like... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ..... jst take a look ...
Getting there Whats there when you arrive Home sweet home for a few weeks Shark Bay days getting away from it all At Last ROMANCE 101 in the shade.
And the flies, don't forget the flies ...you wouldn't believe the flies <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Actually, AW, it was the circumstances in which I heard the song the first time, that made it romantic to me, not the alluring subject matter of the lyrics. Personally, I have no desire whatsoever to bond with a terminal cowboy on some farm, Florida-sized or not... surrounded by flies the size of small birds (the Great White Huntress HATES flies! Even little ones. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />), in temperatures that would melt the fat right off my body and leave nothing remaining of me but a grease spot on the dirt. Covered with flies, too, no doubt! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
After sober reconsideration of my decades-long attachment to kangaroos, koalas, platypi, and dying stockmen, I just looked at the 2 kangaroos I have on the computer monitor and went <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />.
5&l
t&l
the camel rides are fun though ..lol
sunset, its not too hot, actuaslly can get COLD ....
your man, NO KIDS, a nice bottle of wine,
some snack food like fresh oysters & prawns ..yum ..
lights are low, you lean across and ...........
the door crashes open 'Mummy Mummy look at what we did at the Kids club!!,,can't see mum" - lights go on, radio is on, doesn't it bring back the memories hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
A quick (I certainly hope!) conclusion before I go to sleep...
As Exhibit A for the premise that anyone can change if they want to, let me offer you young OtherSusan the Stupid of yesteryear, and OtherSusan the WhateverIamNow of today. I think that for those of you who have actually waded through the Saga with me, and have been splattered by spray from the Pool of Introspection, it would be hard for you to make the argument that, although Stupid and Whatever have inhabited the same body (albeit at different times), there is not something different about the person who lives in it today when compared with the person who lived in it 30+ years ago. However HP may, when he's angry, try to say that I only THINK I've changed when I haven't--the fact that he lives in the same house with a woman who once long ago plotted to have him killed (by natural and supernatural means), and now comfortably turns his back on me (even when I'm coming at him with a pickup truck! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />), and lies down at night to sleep with both eyes closed at once, shows that he doesn't really believe what he's saying and that he recognizes change has occurred.
As far as I'm concerned, if I could be changed, so can anybody else who chooses it. Unfortunately for all of us who are burdened or tormented by the bad behavior of others, we can only choose change for ourselves. How convenient would it be if we could choose change for everybody else whenever we wanted? Wouldn't that be COOL? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> But it doesn't work that way, blast it all.
So I think that people in difficult situations have 2 essential attitudes to bring to all their difficulties. (1) I can only change me. I can only give permission for God to work in me. Even if the other person needs WAY more change than I do, and is the source of the problem. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> But my own changes will inevitably beget change in others. Not necessarily exactly what I want, since it is always reserved to an individual, the right to be stupid. But a human who allows him/herself to be filled with the fruits of the Spirit--not the least of which is self-control--will ride the turbulent waves of the storm with a grace and a serenity that is not available to those who are trying to make it through alone. (2) Remember the lowly caterpillar. What you see now is not the permanent outcome of life. Marriages that appear doomed can still survive--this MB site is a testament to that--as long as somebody doesn't squash that poor caterpillar before its metamorphosis can be completed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And let's face it, except for some twitching if it's touched, a chrysalis looks pretty doggone dead. But inside--all unseen--a butterfly is forming, and when the time is right it will emerge in all its glorious beauty. And for those whose marriages fail, in spite of all their best efforts; those who made painful or necessary changes, and now it looks like it was all for nothing? Don't give up hope. If you are a Christian, and if you accept love as a principle of action and not just a feeling, you may (and should, I think) continue to pray for your WS as long as you both live...and let God continue in the responsibility for turning that lowly worm-like thing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> into a beautiful winged creature. I find it hard to believe that any of you, should you and your WS, even after a complete marriage failure, both end up in heaven, forgiven and saved, that you'd say, "You know, Lord, this is a nice place, and I'm glad to be here, but I can't help feeling bummed out by the whole thing, since what I really wanted was to salvage my marriage back in 2005." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You can't hurry a metamorphosis. Force open that chrysalis too soon, and all you've got is butterfly moosh! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Give God enough chance to work. All master craftsmanship takes time. But the final result can be a thing of beauty and a joy forever.
t&l
Neak just gagged over the butterfly moosh, which reminded me of something I didn't mention earlier. You see, personally, I've made a LOT of butterfly moosh in my lifetime, by trying to force change before its time.This habit started early, too. When I was a little girl, the mission children got to plant some gardens near the school apartments. I planted carrots for several years in a row, without ever harvesting so much as a single carrot for all my labors. Why? Because I didn't know how long they took to sprout and grow and mature, and I kept digging them up too soon "to see how they were doing." Which wasn't well at all--after I dug them up. I'm sure they were doing just fine, right up until they suffered from premature excavations. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
One of my most valuable life lessons was to learn to wait, and not to try to force anybody (except small children running into the street, or doing other dangerously dumb stuff, which would include arguing with Grandma!), even when I was completely right and they were completely, positively, absolutely, 100%, totally, infinitely, unmistakably wrong!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I got sick of butterfly moosh, if you want to know the truth. And I've quit trying to grow carrots, too!
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AJ says Neaksis and I went to the same school of math. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> (Like he should talk!) Both of us have more money in our bank accounts than we ought and we can't figure out why! You know good and well that as soon as we give up and go shopping we will remember what it is we spent it on and had just forgotten to write it down.
(Neaksis is shopping now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
Oh how cute!!!! The Dervish just drew the Ten Commandments and read them to me. "Don't steal. Don't bow down. Don't bow down to zebras."
That's one commandment I'm sure I've never broken!
Hey, me neither Neak. That made my morning.
Course knowing now that it is one of the commandments, I'm sure I'll be tempted soon to bow down to zebras, if I run across any.
Neak
as soon as I get some money in I am finding so many ways I spend it, power, water, council rates, car rego, insurance, that pesky side need of FOOD, mortgage.....
Moment I get ahead something like flying DD to the East to be with Jonnie or paying someone to break Aussie legs - B that WAS a good plan too - so he couldn't go away just comes up and eats the little nestegg. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l
If I COULD change Aussie just a bit I would. I've fought a rear guard action for a long while and ended up just pushing him the other way.
So much for plans.
Bob Pure & I discussed this just a few days ago, the same type of thought, you can only change yourself.
Bottom line is I cannot make him into somethings he's not. he is a soldier, will remain a soldier, regardless and in spite of.
And of course while we are so busy trying to change others we don't have to work on ourselves do we?
But still if I could get him to dig ditches I WOULD >>LOL ME BAD
Re: Metamorphosis
Isn't it interresting that God provides so many examples in nature of what he is trying to do with us?
Is't it sad that so many won't make the change?
I hope I don't get mooshed.
Neak,
I thought some more about you, and your struggle with thoughts.
We can't entertain both good, and bad thoughts at the same time. When the bad ones come, we must replace them with good. Your Mom learned this, and she related it. Sometiems (most often) it is easier said than done.
I learned that music can help. I sing hymns - out loud if I am alone, or in my head if I am not. It has become a habbit that has served me well over the years. Now I find myself singing them often for no reason except that I like to sing them. What a change simple little things can make. (Speaking of myself.)
I recommend that one to you - if you haven't already tried it.
SS
SS - such an excellent idea! It's kind of like the cobbler's children, though. I've almost forgotten what my voice sounded like, since it's been, well, all year long since I heard it. A year ago I would have thought it would almost be easier to stop breathing than not sing. Your timely reminder means that it must be time to start back up again.
Mom, I have new phone numbers finally. Call me and I'll give them to you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Or just check your email.
Neak,
I hope the Deverish takes good care of you today, and makes sure you get enough exercise.
A year ago I would have thought it would almost be easier to stop breathing than not sing. Your timely reminder means that it must be time to start back up again.
That says a lot.
I've been here for quite some time now, thinking about what you just said. When we were small, my mother would sing - she was a happy person. It set the mood, the tone for the feeings of us, as children. Somehow, we would hear her sing, and we would know our world was OK.
I hope you sing again. When you don't feel like it, that's when it is often needed the most.
Same with prayer - when you don't feel like praying, get down on your knees and pray until you do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Back when you were singing often, what did you like to sing?
SS
I majored in voice in college, and sang a lot of classical and musical theater as part of my curriculum, but my favorite is sacred music. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Wow, majored in voice. I am impressed.
I asked my W once if it bothered her when I sing, and she said: "No, it doesn't bother me, I know you mean well."
Did you sing in college plays? Do you have favorites?
Favorites as far as musical theater, and also sacred music.
Forgive my questions, it's interresting to me.
SS
Don't apologize. It's the next best thing to having you ask about my writing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> My grandfather sings sometimes. He says he looks forward to heaven when he will be able to sing beautifully, and for the life of me I can't help but agree with him. My grandmother was worse. Though she more closely approximated the tune, she also more closely approximated a mosquito. Neither one could quite figure out how the gifted voices suddenly cropped up in the family, starting with Mom.
I never sang in a play, though it seemed like it would have been fun. Hands down, my favorite musical theater would be everything from Phantom. I was thrilled when they made a movie of it, and even more thrilled when it exceeded my hopes of how good it would be. (The Princess plays snippets of the theme song on the organ - adorable.) Les Mis has some real gems in it, and some of the songs in Camelot are hilarious, though I doubt I would ever again in my life be able to watch it. ("Where's the knight pining so for me, he leaps to death in woe for me, oh where are the simple joys of maidenhood?...Shall I not be on a pedestal, worshiped and competed for? Not be carried off, or better still, start a little war?") Then there were all the Italian art songs and arias, the (mostly) doleful German love songs, and the rich, gorgeous Latin choral pieces. I enjoyed them all.
My favorite sacred music compasses a very wide range from ancient to contemporary, but all with the similarity of sounding like sacred music. My tastes are quite conservative, and I like Christian music that sounds like Christian music, regardless of when it was written.
I like everything from Bach and Handel to Steve Green and Ray Boltz. If I happen to play something instrumental, with or without t&l, it is nearly always very loud. We are used to shrugging off complaints from the retirement demographic, hee hee. I'm sure no one here would be so intolerant. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Handels Messiah is one of my all time favorites.
It sounds like you know, and love music.
One that I sing often when I sing hymns is "A poor wayfaring man of grief." I don't know if that is one you know - I notice that it depends on which Church a person attends as to the hymns they are used to singing. I don't know all 7 verses.
If I happen to play something instrumental.....
Piano?
My daughters (the twins, age 12) are learning the paino, and just getting to where they can do more difficult peices. It is so fun to come home from work and hear them play. Your children, (and AJ) are blessed that you have this talent.
BTW, I can sing my part if I practice the song over and over. I need to hear it played first. I can't just look at it and sing the correct notes. But then, I have no formal training.
Well, I started these thoughts wanting to help you with recovery. It has to be tough. Use your talents to help you. God gave them for a reason.
SS
Thank you, SS. Sometimes the most obvious things are the ones we (I) don't see at first.
The Messiah is one of heaven's special gifts to us. (I mean the piece as well as the Savior.) I could be biased, but I think it is one of the most inspired works mankind has ever been priveleged to hear.
The closest I know to the hymn you like is "I Am a Poor Wayfaring Stranger". Yours sounds good, too.
My main instruments besides voice are piano (correctly guessed), clarinet, and tuba. I started piano round about 3rd grade, clarinet in 6th, and tuba in 9th. I kept them up through high school and all five years of junior college. (We called it the "Delta Five-Year Plan" because there was a whole crowd of us that had to work our way through the 2-year music program in 5 years, being poor and heavily employed.)
Don't feel bad about the lack of formal training, as long as you enjoy yourself. Besides, it's never too late to take a voice class. I promise you that you won't be the the worst one, not by a long shot. I have heard some poor, poor arias that sounded more like cats on the back alley fence. A few of them I even have on tape, or no one would believe me.
If I can ever figure out how to link music online I will post a link to my singing. Though I am not overly puffed up, at least I don't believe so, I don't have the same bashfulness about my music that I have about my writing. Maybe just because I have been performing since I was tiny and writing is relatively new to me.
It's kind of funny, but I've always thought of my talents in the context of helping others. It never occurred to me that they could be a help to me, also.
I hope I don't get mooshed.
It's not just OTHER people who are a danger to our chrysalises (chrysali?), is it? Sometimes I have been known to moosh
myself by prying the case open too soon, and disturbing the delicately-balanced metamorphosis that was (up till that very momemnt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) going on inside. Patience is NOT my natural state, although I AM sightseeing there more and more often as the years roll by. Nice scenery. I'm trying to look for a good motel, so I can stay awhile! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's kind of funny, but I've always thought of my talents in the context of helping others. It never occurred to me that they could be a help to me, also.
How much will it help your family to have you back?
You're a good actress, but it looks like there are a few things you missed. (grin)
It looks like there are important parts of you still missing. Lets see - what did he say? Don't hide your light under a bushel??
Yes, please sing again.
It will be good for all of you, and it will help AJ feel like progess is being made. He worries about that.
Here are the words to the song I mentioned.
A POOR WAYFARING MAN OF GRIEF
Words: James Montgomery
A poor wayfaring Man of grief
Hath often crossed me on my way,
Who sued so humbly for relief
That I could never answer nay.
I had not power to ask his name,
Whereto he went, or whence he came;
Yet there was something in his eye
That won my love; I knew not why.
Once, when my scanty meal was spread,
He entered; not a word he spake,
Just perishing for want of bread.
I gave him all; he blessed it, brake,
And ate, but gave me part again.
Mine was an angel’s portion then,
For while I fed with eager haste,
The crust was manna to my taste.
I spied him where a fountain burst
Clear from the rock; his strength was gone.
The heedless water mocked his thirst;
He heard it, saw it hurrying on.
I ran and raised the suff’rer up;
Thrice from the stream he drained my cup,
Dipped and returned it running o’er;
I drank and never thirsted more.
’Twas night; the floods were out; it blew
A winter hurricane aloof.
I heard his voice abroad and flew
To bid him welcome to my roof.
I warmed and clothed and cheered my guest
And laid him on my couch to rest;
Then made the earth my bed, and seemed
In Eden’s garden while I dreamed.
Stripped, wounded, beaten nigh to death,
I found him by the highway side.
I roused his pulse, brought back his breath,
Revived his spirit, and supplied
Wine, oil, refreshment—he was healed.
I had myself a wound concealed,
But from that hour forgot the smart,
And peace bound up my broken heart.
In pris’n I saw him next, condemned
To meet a traitor’s doom at morn.
The tide of lying tongues I stemmed,
And honored him ’mid shame and scorn.
My friendship’s utmost zeal to try,
He asked if I for him would die.
The flesh was weak; my blood ran chill,
But my free spirit cried, “I will!”
Then in a moment to my view
The stranger started from disguise.
The tokens in His hands I knew;
The Savior stood before mine eyes.
He spake, and my poor name He named,
“Of Me thou hast not been ashamed.
These deeds shall thy memorial be;
Fear not, thou didst them unto Me.”
“Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these My brethren, ye have done it unto Me.” Matthew 25:40
Wishing you well.
SS
T&L,
If you read the end of the book first, how can you then go back and read the rest?
Akkkkkk, I can't identify with that!!!
I am still thinking about your treatise on patience.
On the one hand, you say you have little, but on the other, you are still there with HP.
You have learned to trust God in some things. Do patience and faith go together?
SS
No more can I identify with somebody who will waste all that time and energy and interest on something that ends badly. I've got no control over actual life, but I'll be switched if I'm going to voluntarily subject myself to anything without a happy ending! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I didn't say I didn't have any patience. I just said it was not my natural state. It's hard to WAIT when you're busy being that pudgy little blurred streak shooting across the horizon. Did YOU see it, too? It's kinda like a meteor, only a lot closer to the ground... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, I have a whole hour to edit Neak's book. Only 5 or 6 more chapters and MY part will be done. Those cover art people, though. Tsk. Tsk. Very slow. Very slow.
t&l
What a wonderful song; I can see why you like it so well.
I had no idea until the last few days that I gave the appearance of being fixed. Repaired, not spayed. I had only managed to reach the point of beginning to function, and would have thought the big holes still showed.
One thing that has helped is that I've begun to lean - just a little - on the wavering faith that AJ is not going back to the filth he left. He has been so steady through the last several months, and has demonstrated the fruits of the Spirit in his life, with only a few smallish blips (a couple of cranky days).
Not only do I have a bit of confidence growing toward him, but I have gained quite a bit of confidence toward myself, too, that if he did go back I would recognize the signs very quickly. A still further boost comes from the great repulsiveness displayed by ol' Garg. The smooth olderwoman-mask has slipped off to reveal the black scales and dripping fangs. Nobody in his right mind would pick what she has shown herself to be.
AJ is not one of those like poor Believer's husband, who could stand up in church and ask for prayer for his marriage just before going to boink his OW. When he backslid, even not in an A, being inside a church was about like water to the Wicked Witch of the West. "I still love God; I just want to worship Him in my own way. At home." (Not that we are saved by going to church, but there we gain and give a special blessing to be found nowhere else. But that's a whole 'nother subject and I mustn't TJ myself.)
So anyway, with so many evidences that God is hard at work, and enough time going by to make the changes habitual, eventually I'm going to have to take a few steps out on the ice and see what happened. It cracked under me 4x before, making me quadruply hesitant, but I'm almost ready to try again.
Such a lot of meandering to say yes, I will start singing again.
Saw the box of stuff from Gargamel sitting in the sewing room. Read the letters she wrote to AJ about their wonderful romance. Still think she wrote them after-the-fact just to hurt you, since if he'd gotten them, she wouldn've have had them, would she? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> However, after reading those, those, those things she wrote, I now have a new name for her. I suggest we call her GargaMel. What do YOU think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> And then her full name could be GagMe with a Spoon.
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I had no idea until the last few days that I gave the appearance of being fixed. Repaired, not spayed.
Trust me, Neak darling, nobody on THIS site thinks you've been spayed! Not after we've spent months going through your first trimester queasies with you.
Ad nauseum, I might add. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Yes, indeed. The veteranian has told me she is sharpening her tools even as we speak. Goin' to the vet, and she's goin' to get tutored! (Sing it to the tune of "Goin' to the Chapel") <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> What fun for you!
t&l
She hasn't even had twins yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS
I read your post to Neak, and she says that, being a person who can learn from the experiences of others, she'll let your wife tell her all about what it's like! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. CSue, do you still have visitors? Or did you catch Clam while he was visiting, and are still trying to work up a conversation? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Morning Neak, neaksis, t&l, & SS and anyone else I forgot...hope you all well.
Took time off work today to have a mass for the Bali victims and also they bought home young Brendon's body for his family to bury in the little town of Busselton south of Perth.
Very sad. Prayed very hard for his family. A youth just learning to know about life.
His mum was totally distraught & inconsolable ... hard to understand who can gain in this war or if it ever shall be over.
In Gods hands.
Holding Mikey right then was so important to me, bought a lot of peace & yes happiness. I dont think that the bright happy go lucky person that Brendon apparently was would deny anyone that even then.
I'm finding it very hard not to hate them as they hate us, but I am trying not to.
I wish I could sing and feel the words like my DD can. But this croaky voice would shatter glass.
I love going to mass and hear her sing though, she's good if I say so myself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We have a lot of people of italian decent in our parish and one man is a very good tenor and DD sings with him quite often. He sings in italian and DD sings in English & italian
I love the old Hymns best but really do like this song & it feels right just now..
Li prego sarò i nostri occhi e li guardo dove andiamo.
Ed aiutili ad essere saggi nei periodi in cui non sappiamo
I pray you'll be our eyes, and watch us where we go.
And help us to be wise in times when we don't know
Lasci questo essere la nostra preghiera,
quando perdiamo il nostro senso
Ad un posto in cui saremo sicuri
Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way
Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe
We ask that life be kind,
and watch us from above,
We hope each soul will find
another soul to love,
Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way
Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe
Need to find a place, guide us with your grace,
Give us faith so we'll be safe,
It's the faith you light in us
I know it will save us
Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way
Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe
Hi AW,
There are some things in life that are just hard.
We have ceremonies, and write songs to make then easier to live with, but they are still hard.
Are you coping alright? It's always harder when your companion is gone. The little ones make us focus, but things still get to us sometimes.
Wishing you well today. Hoping everyone can catch a little of the spirit of God, and let it lift their spirits.
SS
Hi SS
I'm doing ok, not in meltdown or anything.
I expected the events to be sad of course but I was surprised I found myself so angry.
The targeting of these families has no sense, most of them are probably the very ones who do not support the Gov intervention in Iraq.
These weren't the well off rich influential tourists who actively support our Gov policies but just working class people who had saved & saved ... arrrg its just plain hate no more no less.
It comes down to a simple thing for me ..my baby is here but my man isnt and that sucks.
Better get to sleep before i wake t&l with al the chatter lol
Thanks SS
t&l,
Whew, I'm back.........looks like I have much reading to do here. I peeked in when I could, which wasn't often.
I'll be back when I have more than just a moment. Had computer problems which finally got fixed today! Whoooo Hooooo!
Neak, How are you doing? You've been on my mind frequently while I've been away from here. If you don't mind me asking...how long has your marriage been in recovery? I didn't follow your original posts, and have only met you on t&l's thread!
Anyway...."Hi Everyone!" I've missed you all!
Chatter away, AW. You can''t wake ME up. I sleep with fans so I can't hear anything thats going on around me. They were even able to roof while I was asleep, surrounded, as I was, by the tornado! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hi, CSue. Glad to see you didn't lose all your verbal skills while GrandClam visited. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Hope it was a good visit for both of you. You probably have a LOT to say now!
I've got to get dressed and go to an appointment with an attorney about this septic problem. It's very discouraging, though, since I have to work 6 whole hours to pay for one of his hours, so it's one day of work for every 2 hrs. I "buy" him. And since I'm already working the maximum I can do, it's not like I can just pick up a few extra shifts to pay for his retainer. But every extra (haha) penny we've got is tied up in that house, and we either have to walk away from it and lose the whole thing (plus a place for Neak and her family and my dad to live <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />), or the people who are responsible for this mess have to be held accountable and made to fix it at their own expense. And nobody's going to want to do this, because it's going to be at least $30-40,000 dollars to do. I'm going to go to the lender as soon as I have a cost estimate and tell them they either need to increase the loan to cover the cost of the work until the legal issues can be resolved and we can be reimbursed to pay them, or they'll just have to have the house back and we'll leave. Only if they refuse to help and get the house returned, they'll still have to do the same "fixing" in order to be able to re-sell it to anybody else. So I think they'll help us out. It would be self-defeating for them not to, but this whole thing is just very upsetting for me...and hits me in a couple of my very vulnerable places--uncertainty, and financial burden overload. Come on, Satan, tempt me with drugs for a change! I could handle THAT!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Sigh.
Off to see the (very expensive) wizard! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW - I like your hymn, too. I used to have lots of fun bugging Mom by singing in as many foreign languages as I could. She hated that!
CSue, here is a quick timeline for you:
December 2004 - Affair began with a few "friendly lunches"
January 2005 - Affair exploded after H started to work at the same job as OW
January 18-19 - H said he was leaving
February 12 - Dday
February ? - EA became PA
Early March - A supposedly ended, claimed to be "just friends". Sadly, did not know about NC.
April 16 - end of rope, found MB
April 18 - joined MB forum
May 5 - Recovery #1 upon delivery of PBL, NC lasted 10 days, broken briefly and reinstated for another 9 days.
May 25 - EA renewed, steady contact until...
June 21 - Recovery #2 upon delivery of PBL2 and notice that any further C would lead to immediate D proceedings. I was so done messing around with the A.
July 1 - 9th wedding anniversary
October 13 - 114 days of NC, so far as I can tell. Has it been that long already?
Happy news, the baby up and booted AJ in the elbow tonight and made us both jump. It's the first time he's felt it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW,
We have a recording of that song, done in italian and english just that way. Andrea Boccelli (blind italian tenor) does it with Celine Dion. I like it very much. My xw carries it in her car. I think DD likes it too.
It's called "The Prayer" on the albumn called "Songo"
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T&L,
Hi. Yes, I'm alive.
Sorry about your sewer and legal problems. I think your analysis is quite good. It's in their interest to help you.
How did it go?
-AD
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How on earth did a sensible middle-aged woman end up in this predicament?! And does anybody want a couple of slightly-used daughters, cheap? Neaksis is bargain basement right now, as far as I'm concerned, so you could probably afford her easily. You don't even need a coupon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
To put it in context, let me say that my idea of "camping" is cabins in the woods, with a nearby cafeteria, so it's never particularly broken my heart to have always been working during the yearly church campout. However, last year I promised that THIS year I'd go (it seemed very far away at the time!), and unfortunately nobody forgot what I'd said by the time we got to camping time. Growing up in Hawaii, I developed a profound love of the ocean, and was disappointed that the one year I go, we wouldn't be right on the beach, but 3 days with my daughters sounded fun, even if it meant putting up with a lot of little kids, and intermittently grumpy men (2ndary to "lot of little kids") in the process. HP, for whom camping is a rite of worship, purchased (for this momentous occasion) a brand-new tent big enough for 6 people...although he's not actually letting 6 people sleep in it, you understand! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> He also got a new camping stove--whose flames you could probably see from space. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I would've fed the little terrors, I mean, darlings, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. But no, we're going to have hot meals if it kills us all. I have steadfastly, vigorously refused to take part in any of the planning. I figure since I'm paying for most of it, I've already done my part. Let the people (that would be Neaksis and HP, in particular) who enjoy planning, plan. I'm working. I'm busy. Leave me alone and just tell me what it costs.
What I've been urgently wishing to avoid is getting stuck over in the Bay area in Friday afternoon rush hour traffic after I've worked all night and then been up all day. I just found it difficult to imagine my sunshiny demeanor (haha)surviving well a challenge of that nature. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And I've been afraid that getting 12 people on the road in a timely fashion might prove impossible, and so suggested to that traitorous Neaksis that perhaps HP and I might take her DS11 with us early and go ahead to the campground so the "boys" could put up some tents early. That way, if I fade once it's dark, which is likely, I'd have a place to go and collapse while the rest of them could party around the campfire. I'm not sure how this happened, but Neak told me last night that HP enthusiastically accepted the idea, with just one slight modification. No DS11. Just me. And him. And all those tents.
Well, I WON'T do it. I'm not working all night (for the 6th 12-hr. shift in a row), staying up all day and driving to the coast so I can put up multiple tents with a very persnickity tent putter-upper, who will, based on past experience, very quickly become annoyed with his inept assistant. Won't. Won't. Won't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis, what on earth were you thinking to even let him entertain such a hare-brained notion as that? I think I just found your last marble, my dear. You seem to have lost it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Come over here and let your mama give you a big smack. WHACK!!! Oh, you thought I meant with my lips? Sorry for the misunderstanding.
Did I complain about having to work too much? My mistake. Employment is looking better and better all the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi girls
t&l camping ..Mmmmmmmm yes
Now we haven't been camping for years due to the war I guess... and then the other A stuff.
However every Easter before 9-11 our family have traveled from Perth to Cunderdin a small wheat belt town about 156 km east of Perth on the Great Eastern Highway, Cunderdin is a typical wheat belt town with a population of under 800 people.
We go and camp on my uncles farm which is the ideal place to just relax and do a bit of lazy walks with a very large shearing shed, ample shearers quarters, laundry, hot showers (when the fire is lit) and 2 outside corrugated iron toilets (dunnies!)….. Like I said, an ideal place to camp when there is no local 5 star Hilton hotel. I mean these days my idea of ‘roughing’ it is going to a 3 star hotel!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
One night after tea – that’s dinner to you yanks - I wandered down to one of the toilets for the constitutional. Aussie had been experimenting with native foods again and I had foolishly tried some marinade on my steak. It tasted ok, wonderful in fact, but seemed to have….. Ah …... unforeseen after effects. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It was pitch black I carried a torch (lucky for me I did) I walked in closed the door lifted the seat dropped my duds, quick check that there was some toilet rolls (Aussie calls them ‘date’ rolls and says the jobs not over until the paperwork's done). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I was just about to sit when something caused me to shine the torch into the bowl. I was really annoyed that someone before me had not flushed so I pushed the button …….. imagine my surprise when what I thought was ..um … well crap …. reared up about 6'' or so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I slammed the lid closed, pulled up my pants, and ran like the Billy-o to Aussie screaming my head off!!!
At first Aussie and the oh so laughing drunks around the camp fire thought it was some sort of a twisted joke, but after much cajoling on my part they finally came down to have a look. I opened the lid and there it was still rearing up trying to get out but not making any headway.
The commotion that we were creating brought up a couple of the older kids who were camped near the showers as well. Privacy..sure! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
So there was me – embarrassed as, don't forget there are now 5 blokes – in-laws and brother, plus wives & sisters & kids everywhere all trying to fit into the toilet to have a look. There were more torches than at an Olympic games opening!....... and the snake was really getting agitated.
Right about then Aussie decided he ‘needed’ to take a photo of this as no one would believe it. But as they were busy making SO many jokes with me as the butt – if you forgive the pun – of them he didn’t do it right away. He at least went over to the other loo & checked it out for me as I was getting desperate by then.… simple needs can be so relieving. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
After about 20 minutes or so and lots of suggestions about how to tackle the situation (alcohol had probably dulled our capacity to react quicker than that!) our budding cameraman heads off at a fast trot, he was not exactly sober so his trot was not too fast but still at a pretty fair pace. We had promised not to try and extract the snake until he returned.
Well, we waited and waited, blokes had a few more cans and decided to proceed without him. My brother stood on the bowl and held the torch. BIL fetched a long handled shovel and the second BIL readied a smaller shovel, next time the snake reared up he was pinned with one shovel and his head was severed with the other. I realise that snakes are protected but a snake in the toilet was a very ‘dangerous’ situation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, we are all standing around the snake’s corpse, us girls enjoying another chardy, when our budding cameraman finally turned up.
He was as mad as a cut snake, covered in dirt and could hardly talk he was so pissed off. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
It transpired that one of the female campers amongst us <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> , had raced over to the clothesline just before going to the loo and thinking everyone was in bed, lowered the clothesline to retrieve some washing ‘she’ had forgotten.
When our photographer had gone running back, it had been left lowered, and he coathangered himself.....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> It lifted both his feet in the air, flipped him head over heels and sent him crashing to the ground where he lay stunned for about 10 minutes. Of course I wouldn't like to make any allegations that the consumption of most of a carton of 24 stubbies of beer had ANYTHING to do with it ....Needless to say the only photos that were taken were of the dead snake.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
The snake must have climbed onto the toilet after the small green frogs that hop around the rim of the toilet seeking the moist conditions, and had simply slipped in.
The female campers identity has remained anonymous for her own safety. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, how very dull my camping trip is going to be, after reading about yours!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to try to cut and paste your story and email it to Flard, who, in addition to being a lover of all nature-type things Australian, is a snake fanatic. He wouldn't have let anybody kill it, though, not even if he had to detach it from his personal butt cheeks first in order to save it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm having a better attitude about camping already, though not necessarily the tent pitching. In Hawaii, every year the academy had a school trip to Camp Erdman, which is right at the ocean's edge. It was for high school students only, but since my parents were teachers and camp chaperones (and for some reason didn't want to leave me at home unattended and alone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />) I got to go on the campouts every single year we were there. Cabins by the beach, and a cafeteria. It is my lifetime gold standard against which all other vacation trips are measured. I have a dream that someday before I keel over, I can take all my family back to Oahu and spend a week or so at Camp Erdman again, since they still rent out cabins. No snakes, though. Rats. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I'm SO glad I went to the bathroom before I read your story. My chair thanks you, as well! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
it was not THAT exciting .. at least not the way I would wish ..lol
We have this lovely island off the Perth coast - 12 miles out - that was was a Army base but is now a family resort. As kids Aussie & I unknown to each other used to send a few weeks a year there..much the same I think as your camp in Hawaii ...cabins & cottages & camp grounds and a few shops, a bakery - I still can taste the pies they made - used to have to wait for the 'mail' boat to arrive to get the newspaper - golden days T&l, golden days. Too developed these days I feel but maybe Aussie & I will give them a try again when he gets home.
Also have VERY romantic memories of Aussie & I there before we were married ..lets just say a gun emplacement was a strange place to Ahem for the first time..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Maybe exciting wasn't the right word. Pretty doggone funny, though. There's nothing like drunken runners tripping over rope to bring a smile to my lips! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As far as the gun emplacement, I hope you were very, VERY, ahem, careful. You wouldn't have wanted the earth to move for everyone else in the neighborhood, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who is going to bed before any further distractions can be located and enjoyed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Yes me too........ I have to go out tomorrow night to a Party political do.... Mikey on my hip and breast feeding ...I'll be a hit..hahahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Snow camping.
Snrk!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Snow Camping is fun and remember, there are NO FLIES.
No snakes either.
SS
You should have heard Mom this morning when I broke the news to her that the reason Dad felt justified in spending "a bit extra" on the tent was because he expected that they would be "doing this a lot more often", and "there might be snow". Actually you wouldn't have heard Mom. She gave whole new meaning to 'deathly silent'.
Neaksis and I, on the other hand, have been belly laughing nonstop. "...A lot more often..." she chortles, wiping the tears from her eyes. "SNOW!" I reply, then we fall, gasping and helpless to the ground.
I wonder why he didn't get
THIS one???
This one is just about like the one he got, though his is tan. The picture of the camp stove wouldn't fit on the monitor.
Hey Neaksis,
Tell us the real story about your mom, and camping. Is it the work of going camping she doesn't like, or is it something else?
AW, Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Every one realizes of course, that while she is sleeping, we could say anything we wanted and then edit it out before she sees it.
Of course, the MODS would probably start locking threads again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS
It's like the story of the princess and the pea, but there are lots of fans involved. Mom likes her little amenities.
She also just doesn't think the work involved is outweighed by the fun.
Ok,
Do you, her children like camping, and if yes, then how come you do, and she does not?
Our family always liked it, but I understand that not everyone does.
I would have liked to have been there and watched that exchange ..... T&L silent - who would have thought. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Edited to add:
OK, so she doesn't like the work, and she likes her little amenities. You mean your dad doesn't do all the set up, take down, and all the cooking so that she will want to go?
I can't beleive it.
My, my, my, haven't WE all been having fun today while the feline was comatose?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I don't know if my attitude towards camping was forwever skewed by the fact that we went camping on our honeymoon, which even minus the the massive chigger attack I had from my waist to my knees, was NOT a good idea. I was weighed in the balances right out of the gate, and found wanting because I didn't know how to pitch in and carry my fair share of the load. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Or maybe it happened because every time we went somewhere he overpacked (IMHO) for the trip, including every possible supply but the kitchen sink--and sometimes the kitchen sink went along, too--then after we lugged it all over the place without using most of it, it was MY job to put everything away when we got home again. I don't have any objection to going somewhere (besides hospitals) and doing something (besides vaginal exams and and teaching uncooperative women how to push). I don't like the packing that goes into a trip, and I. DEFINITELY don't like the unpacking that comes afterwards <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I would travel light, and eat at Taco Bell, if it were left up to me.
It's not! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Susan, the reluctant good sport... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm leaving for work very early today so I can get the turn signal fixed on the car, buy bread for the trip, and go to the mandatory computer lab so I don't have to do it in the morning before I come home to join in the family frolic. See Susan. Susan is going CAMPING tomorrow. See the wonderfully-sincere smile on her happy little face. Pretend like you believe it's real. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L silent - who would have thought. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You have a very intelligent gluteus maximus. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You mean your dad doesn't do all the set up, take down, and all the cooking so that she will want to go?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Excuse me, once again the humor on this thread has left me momentarily overcome by mirth! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Bwwwaaahhhhhaaaa <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Ok, Ok,
It's fun to tease people who are good sports, but you do know I was thinking you would be smiling right along with us - don't you?
SS goes camping to the Grand Canyon -
I learned something from this trip - against my will.
It's early summer. The SS family (Aren't the kids excited, wheeeee !!) gets ready to go to the Grand Canyon. We pack up our tent trailer. We don't take EVERYTHING but we do take plenty of food. With 8 kids, you always pack extra food.
Trip goes well, we hear about campground on dirt road that is not crowded, and we find it. Wonderful place, but no Amenities - like water, and restrooms. We make do. Mrs SS likes it anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
View is nice.
Near our camp We hike, the kids play. We do pizza over a camp fire, it actually works. Kids ask why there isn't any more of it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We find wild rasberries, and pick enough to have a nice dessert. No one gets sick. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We pack up, and we start the trip home. The tire goes flat, so we stop. Notice the tire is shredded. Notice that the bolts that hold the axle on are bent and or broken. No idea how, or why, but wheel rubs on wheel well.
Un bolt axle, move back on springs, and bolt again.
Drive 10 miles and repeat, so the tire won't go flat from contact with the wheel well.
Do this for 180 miles. SS irriated, angry, sullen, mean.
SS W, plays with children. Children happy as can be.
Few years later........ Children recall the trip, say it was the best trip they ever went on. SS's jaw drops, he is speachless. SS Wife picks up jaw, tapes it to head. Pats head and says "there there, you'll be OK.
Turns out the kids got extra time to play, and did it all day in abut 18 different places. They could tell me about most of them, and they had a ball.
T&L, you make me smile. Thanks.
Uhhhh, be sure to have lots of fun. I'll be thinking of you.
SS
I just re-caught up today... there was an AWEFUL LOT TO READ too. My my. If I miss a week, kaBAM! There's 15+ pages to catch up on. It was more like 20-something pages.
ANyway, yes, school has started, and I'm in survival mode right now... but everything is going well thus far. Flard and I chatted yesterday for 25 minutes (I looked at my cell phone to see how long it was) and he wanted to hear all the gossip in the Anderson clan and also the news about you guys... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> of course I told him to ask you himself and he said it was too much work <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> and then he begged me to send him a picture of me with long hair and I told him he resigned the right to see when he chose his path, but he knew I said it deviously. He told me Robert said that I "looked lovely" and he just wanted to see for himself. He also said, "So, you should give Robert a call" insinuating that I should hook up with HIM. I told him to put a cork in it. So he said he'd ask Tina for a picture <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I thought about sending him one anyway. Or maybe I'll let him beg. Begging is nice.
But we had a good talk. That's the first time I've really had a conversation with him since May--and of course divorce papers came up and supposedly they are almost done. It sounds like he is pretty overwhelmed by life in general, and is trying to hang on, but I definitely do not see any real noticable yearnings for me, just curiosity. Oh well.
I need to run, but I'll try to write something more informative about me and life later <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I'm just so exhausted I'd like to keel over and pass out for, oh, 12 hours or so. But then I guess you know what that's like. Love to all.
Oh, and p.s. I LOVED the camping story that AW shared!!!!!! THat was unbelievably cool! I emailed it to an Australian friend of mine who lives up in Darwin <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Snirp. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Tee-hee! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak and I entertained ourselves this afternoon imagining you hunched over a campfire, hair whipping wildly in the wind, trying to make breakfast in the snow. Do you think it would interfere with Dad's quality time if we stood aways off with binoculars and a camera with a telephoto lense?
Oh, and AJ found a better tent for you. It's called something like a car tent, and it fastens on the end of your car so you could crawl directly from your tent to the car and not leave until it was time to go home. Maybe Daddy will get you one for Christmas.
T&L - We have always done a lot of camping. We raised 8 kids, and they enjoyed it and have fond memories. To me it was almost like being at home. First you get everything ready for the night, then you make dinner, then you do the dishes (without hot running water). Then you put the food into the cooler.
In the morning you get up in the freezing cold and make the fire so you can make breakfast. Then repeat for lunch and dinner.
Actually, instead of coming back refreshed, I always came back exhausted. But we do have nice pictures, and the pictures look like we were having fun.
TRUCK TENT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Sorry, AJ! The best thing is a
TRAVEL TRAILER! What is nice is that you can keep it stocked with clothes, towels, toiletries, and basic staple foods. When you want to go camping, just pack the perishables, back the truck up to it, hook 'er up, and haul @$$. When you get there, just plug 'er up (be sure your campsite has all the amenities!) Queen sized bed is already made up, turn on the A/C, and t&l can sleep to her heart's content. When hungry, you have a gas cookstove, PLUS a microwave! What more could a girl want? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
What more could a girl want? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
A maid would be nice. Or one of the Japanese aunties...just for a few days! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, just popping in for a few minutes to catch up on things, but I'm going to have to go to bed in a few minutes so I can be ready to drive early tomorrow.
Lord Clueless and I have driven about 4,300 miles EACH since last Friday at noon, and will be heading out again tomorrow.
SS, things are still going fairly well with Lord Clueless and me. We're getting along very well, although he gets easily irritated when I don't back the truck up to a camper exactly right the FIRST time. But, he's been better since another driver asked him why he was giving me such a hard time when I was already doing a good job. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> We do a lot of talking back and forth on the cellphones as we drive...more than we do at home, actually!
CC46, I'm glad you liked my eggplant recipe. I think I forgot to mention that you can also add some bell pepper in with the vegetables if you like. Actually, you can pretty much add anything that might fry up pretty well. This is one of Lord Clueless' creations from a year when we were overrun with eggplant, yellow squash, and zucchini; he really is a good cook!
t&l, I'm so sorry that you had to actually EAT eggplant, but glad that you found it was passable. Really, it's not bad.
AW, I am still ROFLMAO over your camping adventure! I'm glad that you thought to look first before sitting down, though! My uncle Willard was too stingy to ever have indoor plumbing installed, so he had an outhouse until the day he died about 15 years ago. I never found a snake in it, but I got in really big trouble when I was about 8 years old for pouring half of my aunt's favorite perfume down the hole before using it. When my mother asked me why in the world I would do such a thing, I simply said, "It needed it." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
trying to make breakfast in the snow
Have you been sneaking some of my Ambien? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> That's a better hallucination than any
I EVER had! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
a car tent, and it fastens on the end of your car so you could crawl directly from your tent to the car and not leave until it was time to go home.
OK, THAT was funny. (finally,
something! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) If you can get it soundproofed, with an electrical hookup for my fans, I'll take it. Make it a Christmas/birthday present combo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes it certainly is, but if I were parked in such an "optimal" spot, I'd be liable to chuck the trailer right into that beautiful canyon. Especially if we'd had a few of those tire stops first! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
T&L, you make me smile. Thanks.
That's all right. You guys make me laugh right out loud. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I just re-caught up today... there was an AWEFUL LOT TO READ too. My my. If I miss a week, kaBAM! There's 15+ pages to catch up on.
And every single page
essential for you to read, too. Wouldn't want you to miss any of those pearls of, of, of, um, oyster goo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> No sirree! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
and he wanted to hear all the gossip in the Anderson clan and also the news about you guys...
What a twit! He called me tonight, too, but didn't ask for any family gossip. Guess he already knew it all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Of course, we could refer him to the feminine hygiene products aisle for family updates, but somehow I doubt he'd be flattered by reading about himself on these illustrious pages! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
and then he begged me to send him a picture of me with long hair
I don't care if you send him a picture, but remember that before he comes home for Christmas, we were planning to put up your big photo montage in the family rogue's gallery downstairs, and just let him look at it and mope. As he well deserves to do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I say let 'im sweat in his curiousity for awhile longer, before we satisfy his nosiness. That's my vote, anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Take care. Get plenty of sleep, haha. Fatigue makes you age quicker, as I've had plenty of chance to prove. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, yes, I sent an email of AW's story to Flard, and he was offended on behalf of the poor decapitated little snake! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I told you, didn't I?
t&l
t&l, I'm so sorry that you had to actually EAT eggplant, but glad that you found it was passable. Really, it's not bad.
Yes, it is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I only said it was "passable" so I wouldn't hurt Neak's feelings. And it helped that she accidentally undercooked some of it so it was crunchier than usual and avoided the usual mucoid consistency of so many of its predecessors. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sounds like you may have to give Lord Clueless a new name, if he keeps on improving. Maybe he could be Lord Glimmering, since it sounds like he might be seeing just the faintest bit of light now...even if he doesn't have a whole clue yet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Do you think it would interfere with Dad's quality time if we stood aways off with binoculars and a camera with a telephoto lense?
Personally, I think he'd be more likely to object to the muffled snorts and snuffles than to your mere presence, but by the time your mirth degenerated into wild shrieks of hysterical laughter, quite frankly, neither one of your parents would like either one of you very much! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
HE SPENT $200 FOR THAT TENT?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
AND HE WANTS ME TO HELP HIM GET HIS MONEY'S WORTH OUT OF IT?!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I might as well just shoot myself now, and get it over with. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I have no gun. No ammunition. I'm headed for the hospital cafeteria instead, where I will make myself a meal of egg yolks and cheese. Let's hear it for cholesterol. The pacifist's bullet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Actually, instead of coming back refreshed, I always came back exhausted.
Sounds to me like you and I went on a lot of the same trips! How come I never saw you? We could've sneaked off by ourselves and had an indoor meal and some hot chocolate...all prepared by someone else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I just needed a partner in crime. Where were you? Oh, right, making a fire so you could cook! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The kids always came back raring to go again, while I headed straight back to work, worn to a nubbin by my "rest"! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We just returned to the house after a quick run (actually, we took the bridge) across the lake to Neak's and Neaksis' houses to get the supplies that will ride in the back of the pickup truck. As we drove into our driveway to get the rest of our stuff, including the kitchen sink (which was inadvertently left behind in the first loading of gear!), HP turned to me and said, "This had better be FUN!"
"What are you talking about?" I asked. "You're the one who likes to go camping!"
Do you want to know what he said? I am still reeling from the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />. "For what I spent on all this stuff, we could all have stayed in a good hotel!"
I'm spending the weekend in a TENT; it's supposed to rain...and NOW he figures out we could've stayed in a hotel?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Deep, massive, reverberating sigh.
Farewell, my cyberfriends. I'm off on a "great" adventure, from which it is doubtful I shall return alive and unharmed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Doesn't anybody have a JOB for me? Something that has to be done this very weekend? And all the Tar Babies said nothing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ah - Have a good time (SS waves) We'll see you later.
SS
t&l
I sitting here in our comfy house, feet up, fresh hot cup of chocolate, listening to the 3 tenors, eating some tiramisu my DD made - she has flashes of domesticality - and MY SON has taken his little brother Mikey for a walk around the block!!
and its QUIET........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm SURE camping will be great.... if not exactly fun it will be good to have the family around wont it ........just like a regular day!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh ..need another piece of cake ..have fun now! he he <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
see you later... or we may need to send out a rescue team from the local Hilton Hotel or somewhere <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
bumping because I've missed you this weekend, t&l.
Don't want to find your thread on pg....
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hey CC,
How's it goin?
What's the weekend been like for you?
SS
Hi SS, thanks for asking.
Things are actually not too good. I'm still on my personal rollercoaster ride. I thought that after 10 months of plan B things would be better but they aren't really.
I'm still in the horrified state!
But at least I seem to function well for the outside world.
Next sunday is my d day anniversary and there is no sign of the A ending.
It's sad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Hi Lady C,
This was interresting to me:
We do a lot of talking back and forth on the cellphones as we drive...more than we do at home, actually!
Not all the stress you have at home, and you spend more time together. That is good.
I hope things continue to improve. Anyone CAN change but sometimes they won't. I hope your H does.
Personally, I am glad to see the changes in you. More sure of yourself, more willing to do what needs to be done.
When something is not working as it is, then it needs to be changed. You started that to happening, and I admire you for it.
Thanks for telling us how you are. We care.
SS
So tell me abut the roller coaster ride.
What are you thinking?
Is it worse on weekends when you mind is not as occupied?
SS
SS, I better update my thread. Give me a few minutes to find it.
MOM,
We are home now, Hey everyone we had a great time this weekend t&l slept in a tent i'm a witness! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l slept in a tent i'm a witness! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
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<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> AND they took
pictures <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'd take a few minutes to post but HP's supply of weekend good humor turned out to be about 2 bricks short of a load, running out about 4PM this afternoon, and fully 6-1/2 hrs. before we arrived home. After a lovely<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />-yet-interminable trip back, I'm going to bed immediately, purely in self-defense. That, and the fact that it's almost 11PM! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Wanna see the pictures!! hahahaha
I'm having a day off,,,I've got bad sinus or some cold thingy
slept for 3 hours ..varies between drippy nose and blocked and a gassy tum ...oh well Mikey is ok & hungry as ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How are you guys? Camping went well then ?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I spent the weekend with sniffles due to whatever it is and eating some choc's, going to a fair, having sisters kids run riot through the house while we grown ups played passed the baby - except the 'winner' got to change nappies heh heh - and reading poetry and listening to music...... very hard to cope with ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
but feel tired though..I need some multivitamens.
Please bear in mind that personally I consider chocolate to be the cure for almost any disease to which a woman might fall prey...BUT (you knew there was going to be a butt in there somewhere, didn't you, and if it's from eating chocolate, quite a substantial one, too!)
If you are getting sick, sugar is very very bad for you. I can't remember the way the formula correlates the exact amounts ingested and the times of ingestion, but x# tsps. of sugar reduce the infection-fighting capacity and efficiency of the immune system for x# of hrs. I think it was 8 hrs. So if every 8 hrs. or so, a person teetering on the edge of getting sick has something sweet to eat, his (because no woman would be this dumb! Except Neaksis, of course, who felt like she was coming down with a cold all weekend and worried out loud about the effects of the sugar she was ingesting, as she steadily gnawed her way through all the camping treats! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)I say, his body would basically find his immune system neutralized in its ability to fight off infection.
I had a runny nose this afternoon on the way home. Wondered if I might be coming down with a cold. So I had a double-dip Baskin-Robins ice cream cone for a "cure". Why are you all looking at me that way? I always GIVE good advice.!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Occasionally I actually follow it myself! But this was BASKIN-ROBBINS!!!!!!!!!! I was yawning incessantly and making my nose run, according to my nursing diagnosis; therefore I didn't need to worry that sugar might make me sick. So I didn't. Gonna be buying a bigger muumuu for this trip to Hawaii, though, if I don't watch out.
Will get pictures as soon as possible. The girls might have better luck prying them out of their dad's grim clutches than I would, since I am being punished for something I did wrong today. Don't know what. Didn't do it on purpose. Didn't actually do anything wrong, except maybe when we went to play at the ocean and he wanted to go home and we ran in the waves instead. However, just as a brief note of rationality; if that WAS the identity of our sin, there were 2 possible solutions. (1) Leave me with them and go on ahead home by yourself. I could've ridden in one ot the other cars. Neaksis would've been glad to have me drive for her. (2) Get your personal butt off the seat of your personal vehicle and walk your personal body down to where everybody's playing and actually tell us you are ready to go home now and we need to quit playing and come back to the cars. Pouting in your truck a half a mile away doesn't have the same motivational impact towards facilitating the ending of a play session that a growl and a snarl near by the frolicers does! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l--human thorn in the flesh of an innocent man <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l--human thorn in the flesh of an innocent man
Oh I remember that one by Billy Joel... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
"Some people stay far away from the door If there's a chance of it opening up
They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by
something something something
Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am"
heh heh not bad for memory after ALL these years <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Hi all!
I'm still having computer problems, but hopefully I'll be back tomorrow!
I know I have some reading to catch up on. And Neak I saw you posted a timeline for me...as you know you've been on my mind - so that helps my perspective! I have some thoughts, but hope they won't be lost when I can finally spend some time here.
t&l, glad you survived camping. I'm going to back up and see if I can catch up with this thread, before being tossed off again!
I sitting here in our comfy house, feet up, fresh hot cup of chocolate, listening to the 3 tenors, eating some tiramisu my DD made - she has flashes of domesticality - and MY SON has taken his little brother Mikey for a walk around the block!!
and its QUIET........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Oh, shush. Bragging is VERY unbecoming, I'll have you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm sitting in MY comfy home today, too.You want to know why
I'm sitting here? Because it hurts too much to move, that's why. Somewhere between all that endless trudging through the sand, the 308 steps down to the Point Reyes lighthouse, plus the VERY SAME 308 steps back up again, and the childish frolic in the frigid waves (it ain't Waikiki, let me tell you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />!) my muscles seem to have realized that they were being asked to perform above and beyond the normal call of duty. And today they're annoyed with me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I live in a 2-story house, too, and all those trips up and down the stairs to the laundry room and kitchen aren't making my legs any happier, either. Soon Neak will be here, and HP has left instructions that we need to set up the tent out in the yard so that it can dry out (rain and tent sweat!) enough to be folded and put away. Anybody interested in seeing the blind lead the blind? Right over here.......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
before being tossed off again!
As long as it's your own computer doing the tossing.For myself, I think of this thread as being something like spandex...it just effortlessly stretches to accomodate everything and everybody. The only things complaining are the seams. And who cares about them? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> What is there to see that we haven't already looked at? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I am going to finish editing Neak's book today. I think I've got about 50 pages left, and am logging off immediately to complete my task. I only logged on to go to her email and download a page from the first book so that it could be quoted exactly in this one. And then, of course, it was
necessary to stop by MB BRIEFLY on my way towards the LogOut icon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Neak was going to try and pry the memory sticks out of her dad's clutches so we can have the pictures to post. Haven't heard if she was successful or not, but since she was in town to take her grandpa to the hospital to have his esophagus dilated (doesn't THAT sound like fun?!), I told her to ask. Let him tell HER no for a change! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi !
Glad no one was killed or maimed.
Well, maybe you were maimed, but you will probably recover.
Hopefuly?
Mostly?
Was it all bad, or did you enjoy some of it?
Would you admit it if you did?
Can you smile and type at the same time?
SS
Hi CSue,
We expect a full report.
SS
Looks like your position had just been shelled.
Glad it didn't hit you personally.
SS
Looks like your position had just been shelled.
Glad it didn't hit you personally.
SS
Yeah, but it pretty much wiped out the rest of my platoon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ok,
So tell us about the trip.
Play by play, not just the high lights.
And show us ALL the pics.
I want to see you and HP putting up the tent.
SS
***neak sneaks onto t&l's computer while she (t&l) is in the shower.***
As you can see, Mom would not have made it alive and intact through the whole weekend without considerable help from her friend, Ty.
Some of you may know him...last name of Lenol..
Bwaaahhhhhhhhaaaaa .........
Did the rest of you have a good time?
SS
So tell us about the trip.
Neak's got all the pix on a disc. She'll have to post some of them, since my dial-up takes too long...as we discovered this afternoon. However, here's a very interesting little postscript. I found some nettle-eating caterpillars near the campsite. Not sure if they're painted ladies or something else, but since we've got no easily-accessible nettle supply around here, I picked a few branches (and my fingers tingled for 24 hrs. afterwards, too) and put them into a baggie so I could keep them in the fridge until they were needed. Or until the caterpillars were done eating, which ever came first. Well, just at suppertime today, Neak went to the refigerator at Neaksis' house to get some lettuce for her sandwich. Spying a bag of bright green leaves on the shelf, she pulled it out for her garnish...fortunately recognizing its identity before the nettles actually made contact with her personal lips! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Not as bad as the time my caterpillar died in the peanut butter jar, but nettle sandwiches still have potential for humorous possibilities. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
considerable help from her friend, Ty.
Some of you may know him...last name of Lenol..
the 3rd <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> (He works in the APAP Coding Dept.)
t&l
One of my worst (and there were many, many) experiences camping was when we camped at a KOA in Coeur d'leine Idaho. The place was beautiful, with a swimming pool.
Well, in the middle of the night, they drained the pool, and we were located downhill from it. I woke up at 2:00AM soaking wet, and freezing. All of our stuff was soaked. We packed up, and left.
One of my worst (and there were many, many) experiences...
Boy, if that isn't the best description I've
ever heard, of the good-sport attitude that women need bring to marriage and motherhood, if they want to succeed...and just plain
survive!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> You've got the wisdom of experience, Believer. And nobody can say you're wet behind the ears any more, either, unless it's with KOA camp pool water! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Apparently Neak was busy last night, because I don't see any new pictures materializing here this morning. I'm not sure where anybody got the idea that I was going to help put up the tent; I contributed sufficiently by admiring all that manly wisdom and skill that HP and AJ exhibited when they put it up themselves. Besides, I was busy getting ready to get supper ready. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> HP bought himself a new iron skillet to use on the nuclear reactor. The first time I picked it up off the table, I used only one hand, and nearly snapped my arm off at the elbow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Here's a quick preview of some of our upcoming photo treats. We have a nice picture of Neak and AJ in the tent which was purchased for their use. It was the same brand, model, and (allegedly) dimension as the tent Neaksis had purchased a couple of years ago. However, the manufacturer must've started measuring in centimeters, or something, because it turned out they couldn't have slept in that tent together without being arrested for public indecency! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Do you really want to see pictures of the soy weiner barbecue? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Nice pictures of the lighthouse, especially the one of my comatose body lying on the 308th stair after I finally made it back to the top. Do you know that it's not possible to take a flattering picture of somebody jumping on a pogo stick? I proved that several times with both Neak and Neaksis. It makes you look like you're operating heavy machinery...while constipated. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Very odd.
Well, my break is over. Short post tonight. I was too tired to stay awake and took a nap first. Such pictorial delights await you...as soon as the designated poster posts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
For a minute there I thought I was technologically savvy, but I was wrong. Guess I'll call Neak and have her talk me through this one more time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
One of my worst experiances with camping was ..........
Well, there was that time up in.....
Actually, that trip turned out fun.
Oh - it was the time we ...........
Na, that turned out fun too.
Shoot, I guess I can't join the bad camping experiance club.
You gals tell me how the meetings go, OK?
SS will be traveling to visit his son in Arizona this week. Try not to have too much fun while I'm gone.
SS
Love the pic.. Ahhhh........ I.......... Well.........
Lets just say I love the pic.
SS
I am finished. I have done it. The editing (my part) of Neak's book is complete, and even now being attached to an email so I can send it to her for the final go-over. I've been set free! What shall I do now? I think I'll fold the laundry first. It's been accumulating for awhile. Well, tomorrow I'll fold laundry. Right now, I'm leaving for work.
Neak, you've got mail. And a job!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm glad to see that although you are huffing and puffing about having to go camping, knowing you, you still had a jolly good time of it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You have email, btw <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Love,
Jen
grrrr!
Lost my post.
WOW, I missed a LOT!
T&L, simple. Down the stairs with a skateboard, up with a medivac. YOU COULD HAVE FIGURED THAT OUT. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
-AD
T&L, simple. Down the stairs with a skateboard, up with a medivac. YOU COULD HAVE FIGURED THAT OUT. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
What a GOOD idea. Wish I'd thought of it. At least the medivac part. I'm afraid a skateboard would've kept right on skating...out past the lighthouse and off the Point. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I prefer to do my whale watching from a distance. thank you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Although, considering the shirt I was wearing, I wonder if I could've qualified as a great blue whale, once I hit the water... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
aren't steps like that a killer? lol
we have one here called Jacobs ladder which takes you from the river foreshore to Kings park. Kings PArk is 1,000 acres of natural bushland reserved since perth was founded in 1829 and is about 1 km from the CBD of Perth. Its beautiful.
There are 250 odd steps going up like a ladder...Aussie runs them about 5 times a day for "FUN??????"
Night view from Kings park restuarant We had a very romantic night there not long before he went OS <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm glad to see that although you are huffing and puffing about having to go camping, knowing you, you still had a jolly good time of it
I was huffing and puffing once I got there, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of
course I had a jolly good time of it. Why go if I didn't plan to have fun? But sh-h-h-h-h! You're telling all my secrets. Not to say I wouldn't have had a better time if HP's haste to get home had not exceeded our tolerance for playing in the frigid waters of the Pacific. Or if, once his Good Humor truck started running on fumes, I hadn't been in the same vehicle with an no-longer happy camper. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> But this sort of brings me to a lesson from the Saga. One of two, actually, but the other has a picture to go with it, and my poster is busy having a life! Not only that, she's got the disc with all the pix on it and I don't have time to go by and get it back so I can have further opportunities to display my techno-wizardry. Major <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />!!
So, the one that doesn't have an illustration: Do your best to have fun. Even when things are at their worst, with everything and even everybody conspiring against you, look for something to make you smile. Laughing would be even better. We talked a little bit about this a long time ago in the context of funny things happening at funerals...certainly as
unfunny an event as one could hope to ever encounter. And for a lot of you, right now your whole LIFE feels like a funeral, with hopes, dreams, feelings as dead as any body I've ever gone to see buried. Sometimes I still feel that way myself, though not as often as I did when I was younger.
And so I have become relentless in my daily pursuit of something to make me laugh. I was in a very bad mood last night when I got to work, although I don't have time to tell why now. Very angry with myself because I feel I did an extremely stupid, and totally avoidable, thing. I KNEW BETTER AND I DID IT ANYWAY!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Somebody asked me what was wrong and we talked about it briefly, and I admitted that I was mad, and why. And being crabby encouraged some very sarcastic, caustic, and extremely humorous comments to ccome flowing out of my mouth. I had everybody, including myself, laughing almost constantly for awhile. Finally I commented, "Wow! Just think how funny I could be if I were in a
good mood!" But when I got done being snarky, I'd goosed myself into a lot better attitude than I had when I started. Which is the main reason I try.
People under the great amounts of stress that most of you are, or have been, NEED something funny to
give yourselves a break, even if you have to make it up, create it from scratch, or even hunt it down, grab it by the neck, and FORCE it to amuse you. You will be able to maintain sanity much longer and much better if you find something to laugh at every single day. No matter what. Even when laughing is
work. If you're in this difficulty (whatever it is) for the long haul, retaining the ability to be entertained is an essential part of your armament. Give up a lot of other things, before you let your sense of humor die. Laughing has kept me alive. It can help to sustain you, as well. And if there's nobody else to laugh at, hey, grotesque self-deprecating humor has always worked well for
me! Maybe it'll work for you, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
They're going to power test here imminently so I'm going to post before I lose this.
t&l
I find laughing at myself is pretty good T&L <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
or listening to non PC jokes lol
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An atheist was taking a walk through the woods.
"What majestic trees! What powerful rivers! What beautiful animals!" he said to himself. As he was walking alongside the river he heard a rustling in the bushes behind him.
He turned to look and saw a 7 foot grizzly bear charge towards him.
He ran as fast as he could up the path. He looked over his shoulder and saw that the bear was closing in on him.
He looked over his shoulder again and the bear was even closer.
He triped and fell on the ground.
He rolled over to pick himself up but saw the bear right on top of him, reaching for him with his left paw and raising his right paw to strike him.
At that instant the Atheist cried out to the Lord.
Time stopped, the bear froze, the forest was silent. A bright light shone upon the man, a voice came out of the sky, "You deny my existence for all of these years, teach others I don't exist, and even credit creation to a cosmic accident. Do you expect me to help you out of this predicament? Am I to count you as a believer?"
The atheist looked directly into the light, "It would be hypocritical of me to suddenly ask you to treat me as a Christian now, but perhaps could you make the BEAR a Christian?"
"Very well," said the voice.
The light went out.
The sounds of the forest resumed. And then the bear dropped his right paw, brought both paws together and bowed his head and spoke:
"Lord, bless this food, which I am about to receive through Christ our Lord, Amen." [/color]
hey I was being edge-u-ma-cated today by one of Aussies friends who is a Aboriginal elder.
Very interesting and he told me of lots of things Aussie did as a kid which I have never heard... lol
Like .... there was this one tram left in this old gold mining town which rumbled up the street more for past glory than anything else...and one day this un-named youth of 11yrs visiting the town with his dad liberated some jelly and fuses and decided to see what would happen when a tram went over it???
Apparently the tram was appropriately shared over the entire town!
The local police sergeant and said father were pretty damn sure who had done it but had no proof and couldn't work out how the youth could have been in two places around the same time.
Seems hes had a leaning towards blowing things up all his life ..lol
And I found out what the elders call him in Nyungar language - its said VERY fast & I cant say it.... its
"galamaay-dji wandjjina balun mara bilarr maayirr"
theres no EXACT translation but in general terms its descriptive of his job or work..like police have a number of names dependng on what duties they do... more info you dont need ......hehehehhe
younger brother white death spear wind
yes we have a winner alright. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Ok, I am trying to get some of the photos zipped into yahoo. I've got 8 so far. If you want to see more than I have time to link at any given time, just click on any of the photo links provided and then click next. (I just mistyped that as 'lick', but that would have been both ineffective and strange.) You can also CLICK on back to album.
Oh bother, you will have to crick your necks for this one. I'm still trying to figure out how to rotate photos on linux.
t&l with HP
I'm still trying to figure out how to rotate photos on linux.
Well, I hope you figure it out soon, since its present angle makes for some doggone uncomfortable viewing.
Ah, how I love the smell of testoterone in the autumn! t&l
P.S. I did this one all by myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm exhausted now. Must rest! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS--they don't have computers in ARIZONA? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
AW--I think I'll pass on the steps, at least for now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> My legs are still not speaking to me. HP liked to play with fire (the literal kind) when he was a kid, but I don't think he ever blew up a tram. Probably lack of opportunity! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis with DD9 (mercifully, if temporarily, silent) The Dervish with his caterpillar, ...est) may or may not make it to moth-hood I need to sleep first and come back to this later, but Neak, bless her little heart, has jumped the gun on me with the horizontal picture of Mr. and Mrs. Smoochie. However, I can tell you, in a nutshell, the lesson of the Saga that it illustrates:
If you can't have what you want, want what you have. Infinitely easier in concept than in performance, to be sure, but an excellent life tool nevertheless. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
soon-to-be-comatose-t&l bids you all
adieu
Love the photos.. camping must be in your future I think...we have a 8 man dome tent in the back of the Urban assault veh heh heh - very easy to put up and yes I do go camping I am just determined NOT to enjoy it and thereby encourage the horrors for more!!!
But now with Mikey can't do that..it would irresponsoble wouldn't it? ..just rehearsing the arguments lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SO WHO DID THE COOKING?
Its usually me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
camping must be in your future I think...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> As a special "treat", once in awhile...maybe! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Oh, pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease don't EVEN suggest an urban assault vehicle! That's just what I need to make my life complete! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And all the guys would think it was a good idea, too. If that idea ever catches on around here, I might have to assault somebody myself!
Neak can make those pictures accessible next, if she likes. After I nearly self-amputated my arm attempting to hoist the cast iron skillet while cooking the first meal I ever-so-subtly shifted my attention more towards dishes and other cleanup. Besides, HP
wanted to use his new nuclear reactor. Should I have selfishly
deprived him of this cherished wish? Noble OtherSusan thought not. AJ did the soy weiner barbecue on Saturday night. So food preparation ended up sort of distributed amongst the hungry adults, I guess. How's this for an answer? I probably cooked less than I should have, but more than I wanted to. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And in the process, I managed to eat very, VERY well. What? You thought the vegetarian got all this fat from carrot sticks and celery? Think again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I went onto cc46's thread to see how she was doing, and found this note I wrote to her a few days back. I'm including it because it touches on our current lesson from the Saga: Hi cc46--You need something new with which to occupy your thoughts. Dunno exactly what that "something" might be for you, but during those interminable pages of living the Saga, I've learned that when my thoughts escape the corral, and start dragging me down the dusty trail (over the rocks and bumps, through the cow pies and horse droppings! ) I very quickly have to lasso them back and start them in a new direction...or else. It is my personal tendency to get very depressed when things aren't "right", and there's so doggone much to be depressed about, too , so I work very hard at not letting my thoughts get away with me. Wish I could give more specific detail about how you, cc46, could do this for yourself, but I can't. All I know is that even though you will sometimes accidentally fall into the Slough of Despond, there's no need, once you're there, to sit around and make a few mud pies as long as you're dirty anyway! You're in my prayers.
Hey technobabe, there was a problem with links #1 & 3 in the above post. Microsoft Office - cool.
Or maybe it was just me?
No its not you ...lol
I think it was t&l's way of making us scroll through ALL the album..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
sneaky! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Arrrg just turned TV off they had live feeds of fighting in Afghanistan and I dont cope wll with that. So its off...de nile is a river ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hey technobabe, there was a problem with links #1 & 3 in the above post.
Technobabe here. All fixed now, Teacher Neak. I think it was caused by either professorial incompetence or actual misconduct. Take your pick. In order to re-post, I had to call SBC to see why the internet line had suddenly quit working and then listen to pretty much all the instructions en Espanol before I realized I'd punched the wrong button and had to start over, unplug all the jacks, and reboot the computer, before I could even [/b]begin[/b] to correct the link. I THINK I know what happened, and if I'm right, all I can say is, computers are sure
picky! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
And that's why I'm still awake at this ungodly hour of the "night." I DID fold several items of clothing, however, so can't say that it was a total waste! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I think it was t&l's way of making us scroll through ALL the album..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
sneaky! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
No it wasn't. She put pictures in there I didn't want posted, and now that you told everybody there were extras I'm going to have to delete a few before I go to sleep! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The news is not always a blessing, is it? We're praying for you.
t&l
Just a little tardy update, as the visit to the bankruptcy attorney kind of got shuffled in with all the busy-ness immediately afterward.
It was almost all good news. The corporation does not even have to declare bankruptcy: once it is shut down there is no entity left to sue. He was very confident that even if Gargamel tried to sue us personally that the judge would almost certainly toss it out.
Of the money we personally owe her, unless there is more that she's waiting to tell me about, we have just over $200 left plus a bit of interest. On the advice of the attorney, I wrote her right after my visit with him and informed her that there would be no further payments from the corporation until such time as it had money come in.
There will be a little more, hopefully. The attorney will help us sue the company that put us out of business, and there should be enough left to pay off the stuff we had co-signed with the corporation for, leaving us pretty well in the clear.
I am undecided at this point how much of the Garg-debt I actually want to pay back. There is beginning to seem to be a certain justice in her paying for her evil deeds...month after month after month. And even at that she will not be paying back the price of those stolen pleasures for nearly as long as I will.
Maybe the pregnancy hormones are making me cranky.
Still, I was very happy to know that, whatever I may choose to do, I don't have to do any one thing. It's all up to me, and I like that much better.
The Spit Wad Crew is back on duty so I have to go bust some backsides, er, I mean counsel the dear little children until I convince them of the errors of their ways.
It's good to be home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Wow AW! Now I've added Perth to my list of places I have to see before I die - a
loooong time before I die. Hmmm. Next summer would be good (that's winter for you, but it's not very cold is it?)
-AD
Isn't it gorgeous? Wow!
Grandpa must have been getting tired of the gruel-ing meals recommended by the Dr. following his endoscopy, because last night he came out waving $20's around and telling me to go buy some food. Obviously we had to have been running low, or I would have had something better to feed him than 17 different kinds of soup. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I see Neak has put some new pictures in the "album" for me. There's a pt. coming soon, but I think I have time to get two transported into the thread. Then again, the doorbell just rang. Maybe not.
The Public Indecency Tent Gotta run. Duty calls and I want to choose which one I get! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The Point Reyes lighthouse from a you_neak perspective It was actually worth the walk down and back just to see the machinery they no longer use. Now they use these stupid spotlights that have no charm, no charisma, no flare...but apparently a LOT more candlepower, although I couldn't understand how that could be true, with all that reflective glass everywhere.
Two pts. came in together, and both delivered, 13 minutes apart. I got the one I wanted, so I'm happy, and as soon as I transfer her to her new room, I'll be happier still. And in line at the cafeteria. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The Dervish Enjoying Saturday Night's Campfire He hasn't caught onto our secret yet. We run the little devil, er,
darling into the ground in the afternoon, then once he crashes
early, we can all party on without having to worry about what he's up to now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Devious is my middle name.
t&l
We had a very romantic night there not long before he went OS <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I hope you didn't let Aussie define "fun" so that you had to spend it running up and down the stairs! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I do go camping I am just determined NOT to enjoy it and thereby encourage the horrors for more!!!
It's not the going-someplace that I object to. It's the packing and unpacking that accompany it. I'm a big believer in traveling light, at least as far as food and clothes go, although nobody picking up my suitcase filled with the reading material I've selected for any given trip is going to use the word "light" to describe what I've got them carrying! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> If I'm hungry I'll stop and buy something. I don't need to have with me already, 3 different choices for each meal. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> CharredAndBroiled cleaned house while we were gone, because I asked him to get more organized and consolidated downstairs. It looked really nice when we got home...for about 10 minutes. But after HP put all the camping gear in the spot C&B had just cleaned, it now resembles the aftermath of an explosion in a sporting goods store. C&B hasn't been home to see yet what we did to all his hard work, either! I'm telling you, anything with cabins and a cafeteria is a hard vacation spot to beat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am undecided at this point how much of the Garg-debt I actually want to pay back.
Think about the possibility of getting your atty. to write her (among others) a letter stating that there is no corporation to pay her, etc. like you wrote in your post. Then, once you've convinced her she isn't entitled to another dime, you could pay her what you can and it would be all your choice, and all your generosity, too.
Maybe the pregnancy hormones are making me cranky.
Do you
think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The Public Indecency Tent
Hehehehehehe love it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I hope you didn't let Aussie define "fun" so that you had to spend it running up and down the stairs
No I didn’t you can be assured. However two young policewomen thought it was so funny that we were ’parking’ at ‘our age’ Hummpf ! !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aw’s camping guide book for accommodation ……..
Tent - what the heck is a tent????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
2 star hotel – only if NOTHING else is available <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
3 star hotel – regular or standard level accommodation <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
5 star hotel – what I desire and really really like <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
No I didn’t you can be assured. However two young policewomen thought it was so funny that we were ’parking’ at ‘our age’ Hummpf ! !!
Didn't you know that the young'ns
invented not only fun, but romance and sex as well? How DARE you two old coots steal the rightful property of youth? Have you no sense of what is proper? For shame... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I LOVE your accomodation guide. From now on, may I travel with
you?
t&l
Whew, I think I'm back!
Now I need to wade back through this thead and find something specific I'm looking for! Need to comment on that, then boy do I have some stories to tell!
t&l, feel free to send me on to another thread to post if you like!
BTW, I loved the camping pics!! Neaksis is beautiful! and the children look like angels! If the dervish is who I think he is he is particularly angelic....which can be dangerous itself! He doesn't look capable of the things he does!!! Too darn cute!
Ok, I'll be back with the part that's been weighing on my mind whileist I've been exiled from computerland!
Oh, "Hi SS"!! I saw you waving a few pages ago!!! I have some great stories for you later, but this first...
I had to go all the way back to page #84 for this....
Neak said,
"CSue, here is a quick timeline for you:
December 2004 - Affair began with a few "friendly lunches"
January 2005 - Affair exploded after H started to work at the same job as OW
January 18-19 - H said he was leaving
February 12 - Dday
February ? - EA became PA
Early March - A supposedly ended, claimed to be "just friends". Sadly, did not know about NC.
April 16 - end of rope, found MB
April 18 - joined MB forum
May 5 - Recovery #1 upon delivery of PBL, NC lasted 10 days, broken briefly and reinstated for another 9 days.
May 25 - EA renewed, steady contact until...
June 21 - Recovery #2 upon delivery of PBL2 and notice that any further C would lead to immediate D proceedings. I was so done messing around with the A.
July 1 - 9th wedding anniversary
October 13 - 114 days of NC, so far as I can tell. Has it been that long already?
End of what Neak said"!
t&l, & Neaksis....the reason Neak has been on my mind lately is I recall somewhere back before page #84 that one of you said that Neak speaks "clam" sometimes which we all know means "non-speak"!
My concern is that she is approaching the 6th month mark of recovery which can be a very difficult time EVEN when recovery is going great! Many of us on MB have speculated as to why 6 months is a landmark time, and I think JL has the best explanation for it. And if I were computer talented I would be able to supply a link to his specific comments on the subject.
But since I am not a computer geek or "technobabe" either you'll have to trust me. What JL has said and others as well, is that the 6th month mark in recovery is often when the adrenline is finally starting to subside from the effort to save your marriage. In it's wake are PTSD symptoms that can leave you feeling lost, depressed, dispondent - all the while wondering "WHY" especially if recovery is going very well.
So Please Neaksis and t&l, take special care of Neak - what alarms me most for her is that she has pregnancy hormones, on top of whatever stage recovery she is in. I can't begin to imagine that! Plus she is dealing with aspects of OW with financial stuff and I recall on I-ville that OW sent a letter recently. All of which might postpone her PTSD symptoms.
A side note to AJ....I almost did't put my thoughts about Neak in this thread out of consideration for you, but I felt it too important - it's been weighing on me for the past 2 weeks at least. So I hope you don't take this as a bashing of you, because it isn't intended to be. In fact I have great respect and admiration for you because not only are you doing so many things RIGHT by the sound of it...you also have the courage to post here!!! So no FWS busting from me! Just respect and admiration for the future you have chosen.
Back to Neak...Personal Recovery is often what is needed at the 6 month mark. Finally with your marriage on the right track and the tension oozing away, you're emotionally available to yourself to pick up the shattered pieces of your being and put yourself back together again. In my case, my subconscious speaks to me in songs. I find myself singing to myself and am often surprised at what the song is...how embarrassing to tell you that when I reached this stage of my personal recovery I was singing "Humpty Dumpty"!
"All the Kings Horsemen and all the King's men couldn't put Humpty Dumpty together again!!!" But I knew "I" could put Humpty Dumpty together again...especially with God's help!
I have had so many hidden blessings in my recovery - it far outweighs the pain of the whole ordeal! Whew, that's saying alot - especially since in my case the OW didn't want to let my husband go either.
So Neak dear.....let us know how you're doing Ok?
t&l, feel free to send me on to another thread to post if you like!
I've said it before, and I guess I'm going to say it again--it is impossible to TJ a feminine hygiene products thread. In fact, it might be almost
merciful to TJ a feminine hygiene products thread, given the stated subject matter, now carved in MB stone!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Tell you what...it can be your personal responsibility to keep the thread alive with your anecdotes and musings for the week I'm in HI (starting next Wednesday), when I probably won't have access to a computer the whole time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And I'll just have to catch up myself when I get back. I'm hoping to barge through the last couple of lessons from the Saga before I go, and tie up a couple of loose ends so that we're pretty much free to do whatever we want from here on out. Hm-m-m-m-m-m. Not that it's been all that
restricted SO far, has it?
he is particularly angelic....
You can get away with that label as long as you don't specify exactly which type of angel you're talking about!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> He is very cute, although it's not buying him quite as much slack as it did when he was a bit younger! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Welcome back from your temporary banishment to the Cyberian wastelands. Glad to see you again. SS appears to have abandoned us for a wk. to visit his son in AZ, so if he doesn't wave back right away, that's why. Apparently the internet hasn't reached that state yet, so he was going to be out of touch. Either that, or he's planning to actually visit with the real-people-who-are-related-to-him and occupying his personal space, while he's there, instead of hanging out with the really
important folks here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So Neak dear.....let us know how you're doing Ok?
I think she needs to answer this herself, since I was openly surprised on this very thread a little while ago when she talked about how much trouble she was having, and
I hadn't had a clue that beneath that calm exterior was so much inner turmoil. Of course, SHE was surprised we couldn't tell, too, so I guess we're all even. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I know, let's all tackle
her facade next, and this time I can help dismantle somebody else, splinter by splinter. Huh, Neak? Huh? Huh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Doesn't that sound like FUN? You're too young for a colonoscopy, but you could enjoy this instead! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
CSue, thank you. What you said really makes sense. I am just about to leave for an evangelistic meeting at the church, but I will be back in the next day or so to begin commenting on your questions. It will probably take a while.
OK, I see this photo is a little <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> out of focus, but still good enough to illustrate my point. When I was tiptoeing through the nettles in search of more caterpillars, I found the chrysalis in the posted picture.
The Road to Metamorphosis Is Not Without Danger As you can see (you
did look, didn't you?), it has had a hole eaten right through the center of it, and if we could've taken a picture looking up inside, you could see that although the chrysalis is still there, it is hollow on the inside. There will be no butterfly here. A predator (probably a wasp larva, or some other insect) has destroyed whatever the poor caterpillar might have become.
I think people trying and hoping to change into something better meet a lot of this in their lives. The one attempting to destroy your metamorphosis doesn't have to be an open enemy. It may be a "friend," or a even family member. The deed may be deliberately done. It could be an accidental consequence of something that wasn't intended to be harmful to you. Whatever. Here you are, busily in the process of changing from what you are, to what you want to become, and along comes someone or something, and
eats the heart right out of you, and you may feel a lot like that empty chrysalis...as if nothing is left, and no hope remains.
Well, for the actual butterfly chrysalis, there is no hope. But for us there is, even if, for a time, we feel every bit as dead and empty and hopeless as that poor thing in the picture. I think the text is in Joel. One of the minor prophets, at any rate. It's long been a great favorite of mine, because in it God promises, "
I will restore unto you the years that the locusts have eaten..." A lot of times I feel like a field after the locust swarms have been through--no fruit, nothing but stubble, completely wasted. And so I hang onto this promise a LOT, and look forward (but not very patiently!) to the restoration He says is coming.
Are you hollow and empty? You can be filled. The Bible says so. Is there a hole eaten through the center of your heart because you've lost the one who said they'd always love you? God loves you--so much He sent His Son to redeem you while you were still His enemy. Now He is your Father; Jesus, your Big Brother. Are you feeling all alone? Jesus will never leave you, even to the end of the world. Do you have more burdens than you can bear? "...Cast(ing) all your care upon him, for he careth for you." Do you feel dead? "You hath he quickened (brought to life), who were dead in trespasses and sins..." Are you abandoned or forgotten? Your name is "graven" (carved) in the palms of His hands forever, and He has said he will
never forget. Has the treatment you have received at the hands of others left you feeling without value or worth? You are "bought with a price," not with gold or silver, but with the precious blood of Christ. How much more valuable can a person get than that?
I could go on, because for every discouragement, there is a Bible promise that fits...however, when I got to work tonight, I found that I'd been taken off the schedule but nobody told me, and since it's 51+ miles home over back roads, I want to get it done before it gets too much later.
People giving you trouble? Metamorphosize in spite of them, that's what
I say! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> We here in the feminine hygiene products aisle of your local multi-tasking variety store, will cheer you along every step of the way.
t&l
Yes, she is, and that's why it's particularly annoying to me that Biodad, Biomom, and GargamelGranny accuse her of "stealing" the kids, as if (at 17) she was already so ugly and so hopeless that taking another woman's children was the only way she could ever hope to have any; and that an ex-con 15 years her senior was the only man I thought she could possibly have...and so I used the children as weapons to force him to pay attention to this loser daughter of mine so she could "get" a man!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> OK, this would be a good place for the Wrath of Thor emoticon I said we needed. Quite frankly, Snarky Pete doesn't have the emotional "heft" to express the infinte vastness of my resentment over this judgment they have made against my baby.
However, this does lead into a life lesson from the Saga (to be dealt with at another time!), as well as my finally coming to the point where I can answer the question some of you expressed earlier, "What are you like today?" I can tell you "what." The Saga explains "why." Because of the Saga, I believe anybody can change. Not everybody will, of course. But nobody should try and say it's impossible. I did it. Nearly killed me, changing did. But it happened. And I want to hold out hope to everybody who is finding metamorphosis difficult, intimidating, painful, and interminably-long. Don't give up. You can do it.
t&l
Now I've added Perth to my list of places I have to see before I die
Well. AD, you want to know what
I want to see before I die? Light at the end of my tunnel, that's what. And, boy, do those trains run right on schedule around here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I guess it's my own fault for trying to live on the railroad tracks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am not sure if they have computers in AZ or not. I'll check it out, and get back to you.
If they do, I'll try to post between sightseeing trips, and playing with my grand daughter.
It may turn out that they don't have computers here. In which case, I won't post at all.
(and, not missing a beat, SS waves at everyone, and goes off to bed. )
SS
I am not sure if they have computers in AZ or not. I'll check it out, and get back to you.
Try carrier pigeon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
If they do, I'll try to post between sightseeing trips, and playing with my grand daughter.
Playing with your granddaughter
first?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Where are your priorities, man? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&l
you can come camping with me anytime! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I think if we take a ocean side unit at the Busselton Resort we can oversee the boys tent..you know the canvas & vinyl thingy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
Take your time, I'll be around!
t&l, I have plenty of stories to talk about while you're in HI....it will be helpful for me to get them out!!
And since you'll be around until next Wednesday, you can laugh with/at me!
Hi CSue! Your post was right on, though I wouldn't consider myself depressed. No time...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I am having a hard time with quite a few things, which is to be expected. I think I am already doing most of the things necessary to get past this eventually, especially now that SS has added singing to my chore list, but if there's anything else I can do to make this easier and/or faster, I'm all in favor of it.
Hey SS, if you have computers in AZ and can spare enough time away from your granddaughter to look, the pastor at the church with the evangelistic series asked me last night if I would help with some of the music, and will call me to set up when. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
we can oversee the boys tent..you know the canvas & vinyl thingy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'll start saving my money now! If there's anything I'd rather do than supervise men in a tent from my beachside resort suite, I can't imagine what it could possibly be! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I get warm fuzzies all over just
thinking about it.
t&l
I was surfing the internet looking at blogs, and came across this girl's blog, and noticed a very fascinating discourse on affairs. So I'm posting it below.
RFA.....Ripe For an Affair
My salon at home has started to get busy and all is going really well there. I'm ever so grateful for my loyal clients. After a while, when I have been doing a clients hair for sometime I begin to feel like friends with them. After all they tell me such intimate details of their lives, that its only normal that I feel like their friend.
This one particular client has decided to tell my all about her affair with a younger guy. She works as a sports physiotherapist. He had come in with some injury a few months ago and had started to treat him. After he was better he kept coming back so she started to get sus and asked him why (i cant believe she asked him) . And he admitted he like her, so they met up after work for some drinks and bam...they are into a full blown affair. She has been married for about 15 years and has 2 sons 9 and 12. She tells me she has never felt so alive and young and that I should try it. She is looking better though, she has lost weight and is dressing sexier. And she finally let me change her boring hair into a new funky style that took years off her.
Thinking back now I have to admit she was very RFA (Ripe For an Affair). She was always whinging about her boring life and was never doing anything exciting. I have become pretty good at picking out those that are RFA. My sister Sassy and I are always spotting them, especially some of the mums at school.
Here is a list of ways to spot them
1) They used to lead such exciting lives & can't cope with the lack of excitement
2) They start to dress sexy
3) They loose weight
4) They start going out more with their girlfriends.
5) They size up every guy that walks past them
6) They have a flirty attitude
7) They look like they have a secret
8) They start to fight more with their husbands (this way they can justify what they are doing)
9) They become number 1 in their lives, and the kids number 2
10) They just look good
Have you noticed that more and more it's women that are having the affairs, not men. Is this cause we like the thought of being naughty and exciting or is it more a control/power thing.
Some of my friends that have had affairs admit its a control/power thing. That they had little say in their home lives, having to please the kids and hubby, that this was the one thing they had control of and it made them happy. Many have gone on to be serial offenders, with multiple lovers. It's an addiction, and not unlike those that starve themselves for selfcontrol. And it usually ends in tears. Childrens tears when their parents split. This will always be the one thing that would stop me. Even if I wanted to and wasn't considering my husbsnds feelings, I don't think I could be selfish enough to possibly destroy my son's security of a stable family. Even if all the stories I hear sound like fun. So if you are out there thinking of plunging into an affair, ask yourself who would truly get hurt if you got busted.
I'm glad I got my temptation met and done with while I was still young, to tell you the truth. I think if I hadn't I would've been very, extremely, intensely, overwhelmingly vulnerable in my middle age, because to add to all the "reasons" they list for women to have affairs, would've been added the burden of aging and losing your looks. Well, I guess your looks aren't really lost, since they're still hanging around as closely as your nearest mirror...just in a no-longer-recognizable format! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And fresh male attention can be so irresistibly affirming when you feel your youth and allure steadily, mercilessly slipping away.
I've been typing as I talked on the phone to Cingular Wireless while they worked on fixing my misdirected payments. I'm done now, and need to write a couple of letters (without any smiley-face emoticons! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) to the responsible parties regarding the defective septic tank. So I'm pretty much done on MB for right now, because Grandpa's haircut comes after that, before he wears Neak right into the ground complaining about how shaggy he looks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
However, I will say, both as a lesson from the Saga, as well as one facet of my character today because of it, that my own temptation and failure have left me extraordinarily sympathetic to people who fall when they are tempted. I have great sympathy for HP. As angry as I was with AJ for screwing around on my very own DD, my understanding of how easy it is to give ear to temptation (and heart and mind and body! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) had a profound effect on what I said and didn't say to him while the affair was going on. I am also quick to forgive, and to give somebody another chance, if they're sorry and want to try again. Why shouldn't I be, after what God has forgiven me?
t&l
Before I go tackle other problems, let me just say this about that... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I am absolutely not trying to make myself sound like some saintly soul of infinite patience who cannot be annoyed by the failings and foibles of others. That would be SO not true. People bug the, um, stuffing out of me a lot! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But even Biomom, Biodad, and GargyGranny haven't been bad enough yet for me to reject them completely, if the time came when they ever wanted to be real friends. Everybody's screwed up in one way or another, to some degree (sorry, Neak and Neaksis, you, too--but only a teensy bit! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />). You don't have to accept in order to be able to forgive, or to try and understand. It goes back to my poor aborted post regarding the Proper Use of Tools, and why what tempts your WS doesn't necessarily seem to be a temptation to you. Stan (to use Neak's frequent typo) uses what works. Even if there is divorce, with legal battles, and custody issues, and every other unpleasant thing that might come in the aftermath of an affair...forgiveness still sets you free, no longer hostage to the bad, stupid, unwise, and even evil behavior of others. Take it from one who feasted on it for years, the root of bitterness spoken of in the Bible will indeed destroy all who persist in consuming it, and are consumed by it. Don't let it happen to you. If YOU are the only thing you are able to salvage intact from your marriage, you will have enough to survive.
t&l
If YOU are the only thing you are able to salvage intact from your marriage, you will have enough to survive.
Nicely put!
Daisy
Thank you. I mean, when you get down to the nitty-gritty, who can anybody salvage from anything, except themselves? You can Plan A, Plan B, Plan Campbell's alphabet soup--but if somebody is determined to be stupid, is there really anything you can do to stop them? Other adults, I mean. The Dervish can be stopped...so far. But he's 4. And scrawny. Once they quit being kids, it's a whole 'nother ball game, isn't it? Even if the adults are acting like kids, or worse.
Well, Grandpa's head is coming towards me in a very bushy fashion. Guess I'd better get out the nippers and nip.
t&l
Neak, I'm glad to hear you're doing so well. I was just concerned based on t&l and Neaksis's surprise about what they didn't intuit about your feelings. Which started me wondering if you were near the 6th month mark.
It was counter-intuitive for me to figure out why I was struggling at the 6th month mark; and a real blessing to come here for understanding.
I absolutely LOVE this place. And even though I'm way beyond recovery, threads like this help me with my ongoing personal recovery and future growth!
Not to mention all the dang HUMOR!!!
I LOVE the statement "The Dervish can be stopped...so far!"
I look forward to hearing how he evolves!! You are blessed to have your family so close by. What great support you have.
My goodness, I do believe I have time to tell a story!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
All my boys went swimming, so I'm in the house all by myself!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ok, to setup the background. If you recall my father and sister came to visit for 9 days at the 1st of October. My father will be 80 in February, my sister is 34, and I am 45.
My mother died 23 years ago, and since that time my father and sister have lived together continuously. It is a blessing that they have each other....to a point! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
My older sister (47) and I are grateful that my YS lives with my dad because we don't have to worry about taking care of him. He's had various age related heath issues that you would expect of a guy his age, and her benefit is that she lives basically expense free all these years.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> plus for many many years she collected SS from my mother's death, which my dad put into a savings account and gave to her untouched.
So it's a blessing to all of us that they have the living arrangement they do.
I last saw them July 4th week when we got together at a lake cabin. Nothing struck me as unusual about my father's condition at that time - he's just slow getting around.
So imagine my surprise when he walked(if you could call it that) through the door NOT VERY WELL! I thought he was just stiff and tired after a 10 hour car ride. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I was stunned to see over the next few days, that he had to hold on to the wall and anything else he could reach in order to shuffle around my house. Finally he said to me one morning that his leg was numb...Hmmmmm I thought, and asked him details. Well he speaks clam after all and I didn't get much information from him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
He really didn't move much except to come in to eat, or go to the bathroom - basically very minimally. Thinking he must be getting cabin fever, I decided to take him to a new museum that had opened up recently. Hoping they had wheelchairs, I went to the admission counter.
Found out that they hadn't gotten their wheelchairs in yet. Went back to tell dad about this and found that he had gotten to a bench in front of the museum all on his own. However he wasn't able to get to the entrance because of the GRAND Entrance they had. And that's when it hit me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Something is very wrong. He couldn't pick up his left foot/leg and we really had no business trying to motivate him to do so, especially with him talking about numbness.
So my sister and I decided we had better have him checked out by a Doc. So instead of continuing on to the museum we went to the ER.
What's huge about this decision in my family is that my older sister is the BIG BAD NURSE <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> in our family and we consult with her about EVERYTHING! The pressure of taking our dad to the hospital without her was not what I wanted!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
She's one of those bossy "take-charge" nurse types that you just step back and watch in awe as she calls the shots! She's great to have around because she knows her stuff. But I try not to get on her bad side~!
BRB...
Ok, well it turns out that speaking clam incudes not being able to state symptoms correctly because.......
The ER doc proceeded to prove to my dad that he wasn't numb! And how he did this was he took what looked like a chopstick and broke it in half - he then proceeded to poke my father with the stick that had jagged sharp edges now up one side and down the other. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Asking repeatedly "Do you feel this", "And how about this?" My father was very polite at first saying yes, yes, yes, yeS,yES,YES,ouch,oucH,ouCH,oUCH,OUCH,OUCH,OUCH as the doc moved towards his privates!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Point proven.....my father wasn't numb at all! But what he did have was weakness on his left side - by which you all probably have guessed means he had a stroke. A mild one, I believe they call them TIAs right?
And how perfectly clam of him to not have the obvious stroke signs THANK GOD! So mild it was, and his instructions after all the subsequent tests were for him to R&R the rest of his visit.
We rented a wheelchair and wheeled him everywhere from that point forward. He was liking it too much. Man are wheelchairs heavy!
Fortunately when I reported to my OS, she approved completely what had been done and once dad and YS returned, she would take over his medical care. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
So all's well that ends well for now at least. He's off to see a neurologist who will make plans to clean out his carteroid (spl?) arteries which are partially clogged. And he's off to physical therapy to see if he can gain enough mobility so he will be allowed to drive. (his doc at home suspended his driving priviledges for the time being) Thank God for that as well. His reaction time is so slow, that it worries me to have him behind the wheel of a car. I'm worried for everyone else on the road that would have to look out for him too.
So he's bummed about that, and with a few other complications that are hard to manage in an old guy, we (my sisters and I) need to be thinking about the future for him.
So in November I'm off to visit them for several days so we can take care of some family business and come to an agreement about his life, (with his input of course). By then he should have further testing complete, and several good weeks of physical therapy under his belt.
So that's the story about my dad (who speaks clam) and his recent visit.
It's hard to see him age. He looked young for his years, but has never recovered completely from my mother's death. He was 56 at the time and she was 51 when she died. Way, way too young for both of them. And he was NEVER interested in dating.
For perspective my husband is 55 NOW, and I can't imagine him NOT dating should I die when he's 56!!!
Edited to ad emoticons!!!
I was just concerned based on t&l and Neaksis's surprise about what they didn't intuit about your feelings. Which started me wondering if you were near the 6th month mark.
Like I said, her facade could give
my facade lessons! And they're only almost to the 4-month mark, so there's another 2 months to go before she hits the wall, metaphorically speaking. Boy, THAT'S something to look forward to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I LOVE the statement "The Dervish can be stopped...so far!"
Well, I'm
bigger than he is. And considerably more devious, if far less agile. With his hair cut short he reminds me a lot of Curious George in appearance, and in behavior, regardless of the length of his locks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> When we were wave chasing, I'd be standing up there on the beach for just a FEW seconds to let my feet thaw, and he'd already be back down in the water again so I had to gallop after him. Over and over. It wasn't just the lighthouse's 616 steps that solidified my leg muscles into solid lumps of pain!
You are blessed to have your family so close by. What great support you have.
I hope you're talking to Neak. If so, please keep up the refrain. She needs to hear it often, and loudly. She keeps talking about wanting to move to Montana. I don't WANT to move to Montana, but neither do I want her to be so far away from me. Do you know how
cold Montana is to somebody who grew up in the tropics? And the wind!! Wowie kazowie! We traveled through it in the summer time a few years' back, and at dusk I nearly froze. I'd turn into a Lot's wife of ice if I had to live there through a winter. Montana is a bad,
bad idea. Close by is good. As long as close by isn't arctic. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak said I was supposed to tell camping stories. I told her a picture is worth a thousand words,so by the time I posted all those photos, at 1000 words per pop, I was left with nothing to say! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Besides, I DID tell some stories. I guess I left out the ones she thought were important. So let HER tell them. it is 6:42 PM on a Friday night. With the exception of the 1-1/2 hrs. I napped in the car this morning in the hospital parking lot, I've been up since yesterday afternoon at 3PM. I, t&l, wild party animal, am going to sleep. Try not to have TOO much fun while I'm gone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
My family wasn't pleased when I moved 648 miles from them...but they sure like to visit. It's just hard to not have them around so we can run around and do things together. I was very close with my OS, she was easy for me to be around.
And our kids don't know each other as well as we would like. It's hard to be good friends when you see each other only a couple of times a year.
t&l, I know what you mean about devious. Thank GOD I am as devious as I am, because I need every bit of it to keep up with my YS. He hasn't pulled anything yet that I haven't seen before, however he's very creative with his hiding places....his worse stunt so far is that he was mad as my older son, so he sneaked into his room and poured water into his beloved CD player. Well, I forced a confession out of YS, and he apologized to OS. But that's just one of the many stories about that child!!!
SS has heard me talk about him before many times. The good news is that he finally found something he LOVEs to do and he's good at it. He LOVES chess! And it's something he can sit still long enough to do. It's an enormous blessing! He won a trophy at his 1st tournament. The change in him has been remarkable - he has much more confidence than I've evern seen him have before!
t&l....you wild party animal - "sweet dreams"!
I'm looking forward to hearing Neak's important camping stories!
She's one of those bossy "take-charge" nurse types that you just step back and watch in awe as she calls the shots!
Just what exactly are you implying here, CSue? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What is this word "bossy" of which you speak? We do not have this word on my planet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Nor "take-charge", either. Ask my daughters. THEY'LL tell you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My mom had TIAs for years before she finally had a series of strokes over about 3 days and died 2 days after the last one. She was given a medicine called Plavix that I think lengthened her life by several years, since once she started the TIAs decreased in both frequency and severity, right up until the end.
How ironic that, as you noted, even your dad's symptoms were in Clam. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Isn't that just too appropriate for
words? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Glad you got him treated. You done good.
t&l
ohhhhhhhhhhh t&l,
That reminds me.........I've been meaning to ask you -
Do you deliver your own grandbabies?????
I've been wanting to ask this of you forever!!!
I'm going to answer this only this post and then turn off the computer before I can get tempted to write any more! I was her nurse for all 3 babies. I delivered the Dervish myself, not because I intended to, but because when the Dr. arrived, he stood behind me and looked over my shoulder and said, when I told him to put on his gloves, "That's OK, you're doing a fine job. Go ahead."
I said, "No, I've only got one glove on." (I don't DO slimy! Blecch! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />)
Neak said, "Gn-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n," and there came the Dervish right into my singly-gloved hand and its poor naked companion. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> He was the only one she didn't have stitches for, so I was proud of that. But slimy is slimy, whether I'm related to it or not, and if I'd known I was going to do the delivery, I'd have certainly put on TWO gloves. The other 2 I just did nursing care. I'll tell more about that later, if you're really curious. With what's-his-name (#1--I can't remember what his MB nickname) it was pretty routine. With the Pwintheth, who was a pound bigger than her brothers, Neak got stuck at 8cm and was headed towards a c-section when I decided if I was going to intervene I'd better hurry...because once the day shift got there I wouldn't be able to take care of her any more and none of them would be aggressive in trying to head off a surgery. She delivered 6 minutes before the day shift started, so it was very, VERY close...and pretty uncomfortable for Neak for the last half hr. or so, although not as uncomfortable as 8 wks. of post-operative healing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We've talked about having this one at home, and if I knew there'd be no complications we could. It would be fine except for the mess afterwards, and no housekeeping services in sight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> But when all's said and done, I think we'll head back to the same hospital as she went for all the others so we can have that emergency backup...just in case.
t&l
You'd better believe we'll be heading to the hospital. I have my same nice big room all picked out for round #4.
Well, CSue, I just haven't really understood what's been happening. Yes, I had gathered some info from all the handy-dandy 'kits' on here, so I wasn't totally clueless, but it's one thing to read a little bit of an overview and quite another to live through day after day of recovery.
MC has been a smashing success. We have stretched it out to every 2-3 weeks because all we had left to do anyway was a brief checkup. "Y'all still doing this? And this and this?" "Yep, yep, yep. All that's going real fine." "And you're both saying ILY and spending lots of time together?" "Yup, those, too."
We go through and rate certain aspects of our R on a 10-scale, each one showing steady growth. Everything wonderful, and AJ working to become the kind of husband I always hoped I would have. There are only a couple small things I would still want to see changed, all in due time. Things are on the right track and going very smoothly.
So I didn't understand why I was so bothered when AJ asked how much longer I planned on going to counseling. I said that I still needed the accountability, which I do, but didn't know exactly how to explain that there was still so much wrong with me that even if the counseling was not directly addressing what I was/am having problems with, that it still makes me feel much more comfortable. I had been thinking anyway of arranging some individual sessions to see if anything better could be done, but I may just learn enough here from those of you who have been where I am.
I know Dr. Harley recommends that resentment be dealt with by building positive things, and that that will eventually take care of the other, so that is what I've been aiming for, but in actual practice have not been terribly successful so far. There's definitely progress, and as long as I keep seeing progress I won't stress excessively, but some cleaning products are bound to wash off the muck faster than others. There is a line between being pushed down into the goo and having a really hard time getting up, and just wallowing. I have definitely crossed the line on more than one occasion, although there is a great deal of the just-having-a-hard-time, too.
Overall it is an intense battle for my mind and thoughts.
The camping trip was a nice break from that. There was no mental warfare, only sun and wind and family. Wet, gritty little children begging for hot cocoa. Raccoons a few feet from our campfire, enjoying the cat food thoughtfully provided by Planned Feralhood. Getting up during the most frigid part of the night to stagger across to the bathroom. Ok, so some parts were better than others, but all were suitable distracting. I can't live at the ocean, so I'll have to find a way to do the same thing at home. (Actually I do get up during the night to go to the bathroom at home, too, but you know what I mean.)
I'll continue later, but it's late and I'm getting sooooo sleepy. Hungry, too, since all I did was snack at supper time. What to do? I really should not eat one of those fresh, gooey, home-baked cinnamon rolls no matter how good they smell. Strawberry cheescake ice cream? Not the best choice, either. Chocolate covered mint cooky? Ditto, but mouth-watering. All of the above? Tempting. I'll try to be brave and just drink some water. Nite, all.
Nite Neak
eat the lot hon !!! lol
Home birth?? who had that thought? no thanks drugs, more drugs and lots more drugs <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now I'm going out to select some paint for the lounge room
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Home birth?? who had that thought?
I did. Right about the time I started worrying about another bill of $6-7,000 headed our way, with neither insurance nor medi-Cal to cover a penny of it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> However, now it's looking like this will be funded by the good tax payers of California after all, (
finally my tax dollars at work, doing something for me!), and the hospital and a real doctor can be made available for the BIG event. And housekeeping, afterwards, for which Neaksis breathes a big sigh of relief! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
She just wants to go to the hospital because she's hoping for an epidural this time around. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Also, I think her vivid imagination may be picturing a home birth as something along the lines of 6 inquisitive little heads repeatedly materializing in the Cnamber of Pain, and asking over and over, "Is it soup yet?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. The "BIG event" is the birth, not Neak personally. Hope no one misunderstood. Although she does get pretty doggone large. I named her Protrubera Blossom the first time around. I guess it'll be flowering again soon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
OUCH
$7,000 hurts as near as much as the birthing!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I can't complain..the specialists and the womens Hospital cost me $0 Ya for the Public health System!
The private scheme would have got me the same room the same hospital and the same docs and cost me $$$$$$
http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/you_neak/detail?.dir=/676e&.dnm=c2bd.jpg&.src=phOK, I'm going to post this and see if I actually accomplished anything. I see it has an address, but the title, "Guess who played in the same gene pool?" is mysteriously missing.
t&l
"I will restore unto you the years that the locusts have eaten..."
Thanks for the reminder, T&L. You're a wise lady.
-AD
"I will restore unto you the years that the locusts have eaten..."
Thanks for the reminder, T&L. You're a wise lady.
-AD
Maybe so, AD, maybe not. That opinion, oddly enough, is not shared by all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> But doesn't it often seem to you as if, a lot of the time, there are WAY more locusts than there are restorations? Sigh. Sometimes it's hard to believe anything can EVER be restored when it seems that all you can see, horizon to horizon, are the swarming hordes. "For we are saved by hope, but hope that is seen is not hope; for what a man seeth why doth he yet hope for? But if we hope for that we see not, then do we
with patience wait for it." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Does it count if we wait impatiently? Hope so, because a lot of times impatient waiting is all I've got. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> If waiting is good for us (faith-wise), sn't it a good thing it's involuntary? You're sure not going to see ME lining up for any extra postponements! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I have a hard enough time tolerating the ones that are forced upon me...
I was trying to post a copy of the cover of Neak's first book when I accidentally deleted my post. The re-post will be somewhat condensed. So much for TechnoBabe. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> The picture on the left (
Malchus, Touched by Jesus) is the cover as it ended up. The picture on the right (
Malchus, Re-Touched by Susan) is what it looked like after I restored and refurbished Neakbro's whiskers, which were somehow deleted when the cover was painted! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I think it looks better with the whiskers, but obviously the publisher didn't...and what do I know, after all? Not much, I guess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I've deleted this link until I can figure out what went wrong, AW. It's very odd because Neak and I looked at the link earlier, and it was working just fine. When we locate the problem, the link will reappear. Just like magic. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
malchus book cover OK, I restarted the computer, ditched Windows, switched to Linux, and here it is. I have no idea why, or why it has part of an ad over one cover. Really, computers are
such a mystery to me!
Neakbro in his natural state Neakbro as Malchus These are the two pictures we submitted to the publisher. I think as long they were going to delete the famous sword, they shouldn't have left him, swordless, in a sword-holding position. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> On the actual cover, he reminds me of some underling in a space movie, bowing low and smiting himself on the chest, as he murmurs, "Commander..." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
the former shell of t&l This was taken at Neak's wedding, 4 months after MS and I met again for the first time in 26 years. Set this picture next to the camping one, and you can see that the years have
beaten me up!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> If I were a stress starver, like Neak, instead of the stress eater that I am, by now I'd have to stand twice in one spot to make a shadow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> As it is, small animals make their burrows in my shadow, where they are protected from the sun, predators, and other unfriendly elements! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I really, really HATE getting old. Well, at least I hate
looking old. Who thought this was a good idea, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And why wasn't I consulted?
t&l
hey t&l
Lunch time...... Mikey complained lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
can't get to your cover page ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Still feeling so queasy and darn nose is driving me crazy!!
I went to early mass today over at the chapel so I could get stuck into the painting.
I wandered out and walked around the Rock, saw all the names of the slain, how sad for the families. And there to the side saw a little plaque, looked old I read it & looked it up when I got home. It read..
Hymn Before Battle
The earth is full of anger,
The seas are dark with wrath,
The Nations in their harness
Go up against our path:
Ere yet we loose the legions --
Ere yet we draw the blade,
Jehovah of the Thunders,
Lord God of Battles, aid!
High lust and froward bearing,
Proud heart, rebellious brow --
Deaf ear and soul uncaring,
We seek Thy mercy now!
The sinner that forswore Thee,
The fool that passed Thee by,
Our times are known before Thee --
Lord, grant us strength to die!
For those who kneel beside us
At altars not Thine own,
Who lack the lights that guide us,
Lord, let their faith atone!
If wrong we did to call them,
By honour bound they came;
Let not Thy Wrath befall them,
But deal to us the blame.
From panic, pride, and terror
Revenge that knows no rein --
Light haste and lawless error,
Protect us yet again,
Cloke Thou our undeserving,
Make firm the shuddering breath,
In silence and unswerving
To taste Thy lesser death.
Ah, Mary pierced with sorrow,
Remember, reach and save
The soul that comes to-morrow
Before the God that gave!
Since each was born of woman,
For each at utter need --
True comrade and true foeman --
Madonna, intercede!
E'en now their vanguard gathers,
E'en now we face the fray --
As Thou didst help our fathers,
Help Thou our host to-day.
Fulfilled of signs and wonders,
In life, in death made clear --
Jehovah of the Thunders,
Lord God of Battles, hear!
A strange prayer, a strange hymn ... You know what I thought, how strange we pray to God to fight & kill.
Though we didn't start this war we aren't that different from our enemies are we?
Not a pleasant thought. Might need to keep this in mind because I've been having a very hard time not hating them.
I've got to work on this, I think its inhibiting my own recovery and self forgiveness.
Wierd thoughts,,maybe its the paint fumes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
adoptionday--2004 When you're adopted into the family of God, you get the robe of Christ's righteousness to wear. Not quite so great of a gift when you're adopted into the family of t&l, but they at least DID get Hawaiian outfits made especially for the occasion by my own stubby little fingers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I hope you're queasy because of your cold, and not because you're going to be having another moose soon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Unless, of course, you
want another moose... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
ah that shouldn't be possible should it so soon after giving birth?
Tried ringing my sis but she's out said i'd ring her tomorrow.
Cripes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
ah that shouldn't be possible should it so soon after giving birth?
You wouldn't be the first one to be surprised (even shocked) to find out how very possible it is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Breastfeeding reduces your chance of ovulating. It doesn't eliminate it completely. It's the flu. It's the flu. You keep telling yourself that. It's the flu!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Is "Flu" a boy or a girl?
Mom says it depends on whether you spell it 'flu' or 'flue'. (The latter would be a girl.)
AW, the good news is that if your nausea is caused by, um, something other than the common flu, a pregnancy test would work in RULING OUT that possible cause.
Ok, full truth time. It would definitely rule something.
If you are, can we tell Aussie for you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
If you already read this on Pepperband's 2x4 thread, please don't think you need to wade through it again. But since it deals with a question I think a lot of Christians have, I thought I'd include it here, too.
Quote:
I am trying to work out if it is worthwhile asking God to intercede in our lives or not. It seems not, what I am being told here.
I hope you are misunderstanding what is being said, and that you aren't really being told that prayer is not worthwhile. This question actually deserves a longer answer than I'll be able to give, but let me make a quick effort.
According to the Bible, when Adam was created he was given dominion over this planet. By sinning, he ceded his authority to another, and Satan has tried to claim it fully ever since. Even since Jesus, the second Adam, won the victory over Satan at the cross, and regained the rulership of this world, Satan still fights for human territory anywhere and everywhere he can. (And obviously with some good results, considering the condition of the world in which we live!) Before Moses was raised from the dead, the Bible says in Jude that Satan "disputed" over his body, since as ruler of this world ("the prince of the power of the air") he claimed Moses as his property, and his death as final. That he did not win this argument is evinced by Moses' appearance (with Elijah) to Jesus at the Transfiguration...but that didn't stop the devil from putting up a good fight over his resurrection at the time. And why shouldn't he have argued about it? Moses was a murderer, and a man of sometimes-uncontrolled temper. He'd had plenty of sins chalked up to his name during his lifetime. He should've been Satan's property, and lost forever...except that he'd sought divine forgiveness and had been pardoned. In Job 1 and 2, Satan is described as appearing in the councils of heaven as the official representative of this planet, taking his place among the other "sons of God" (which is what Adam is described as being) who were there representing their own worlds. He defiantly claims to God Himself, his rulership over this world. There are other examples of this, but these 2 should do for now.
My point is this: There is a war going on between God and Satan--the battleground the human heart; the objective, individual loyalty to one one side or the other. In this conflict, God "plays" by the rules. Satan does not. God enters by invitation. Satan by force. Man's choices have said to God, "Keep out," and Satan fully intends that this should be true for each one of us. There are a number of texts that describe humans as "sold under sin," etc. If the Bible is true, we are Satan's lawful prey, his legal captives, and our condition is hopeless without God. But He doesn't come where He's not invited, so unless you ask Him, Satan is able to demand that He keep out. And God respects Satan's ownership. However, Satan cannot keep God out when His presence is requested...so asking becomes the key to every spiritual blessing we could ever want, or hope to have.
Having said that, we need to acknowledge that God sometimes says no, much in the same way that I'd refuse to give the Dervish a knife just because his 4-yr. old heart desires to have one. "No" IS an answer, which is something that is often easy for me to forget. So is "Maybe" or "Not right now." Just because God didn't say yes to my prayer, and immediately, too, doesn't mean that I haven't been heard and answered.. Earthly parents often know best, a hard fact for a child to accept who's just had his great idea rejected and shot down. Our heavenly Father knows best, also, and sometimes His answers are every bit as hard for us (adult) earthly children to understand, since we may view things only from our own perspectives, and not from God's.
We are also told to pray for others. In my case, I have 2 sons whom I adore. Both have (temporarily!) lost their spiritual ways, although for different reasons, and in different ways. They don't have the wisdom or the good sense to prayer for themselves right now, and if left to their own devices, would be fully captive of an enemy the Bible describes as being like "a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour." So I pray for them, and ask God to intervene in their lives in a way He would not legally be able to do, in this great controversy with Satan, if He were not invited. Do I see any results yet? No. Is it discouraging? You bet. Excessively, in fact. Will I quit? Not as long as I live, or possess my mental marbles, whichever comes first.
This concept of intercessory prayer is a hard one for me, because for a lot of years I wondered, "Why pray? God knows everything already anyway. It's not like I'm going to bring up some new, previously-unconsidered fact that will change His mind." Learning about what I have just written changed all this for me, although sometimes it's very hard yet to maintain in the face of little or no visible progress and change. Still, Jesus prayed for His disciples. He instructed them to pray for each other. The Holy Spirit "Himself maketh intercession for us, with groanings which cannot be uttered." If praying is not worthwhile, there's certainly a lot of wasted instruction in the Bible telling us to "without ceasing" do something useless. "Men ought always to pray, and not to faint." That even includes those all-too-frequent times when fainting is the easiest thing to do, and very, very attractive to the depressed pray-er. I should know. If "fainting" in prayer were an art, I'd be known world-wide for my gallery exhibitions! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
So don't give up. That's why God gave us teeth and toenails--so we can hang on till the very end! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. If you can come to undertand evil as a manifestation of the great controversy between Christ and Satan, I think you will find it much easier not to be destroyed by the wrong actions of others. It's certainly proved to be true for me. The great controversy is not between my husband and me. For that matter, it's not between any other person and me, either! The battle is always between Christ and Satan, waged on the battlefied of each human heart. And in this engagement, sometimes other people (innocent betrayed spouses and children, for example) get severely, even tragically wounded in the crossfire. For myself, I've come to accept that my getting hurt doesn't mean it's now MY battle, and I need to get in there and personally start waging war. The battle is still God's, and even if I've got a black eye, a bloody nose, and a few bullet holes, I'm learning to stand back and let Him fight it Himself, on a heavenly timetable, with heavenly weapons, and divine strategy. My part is to pray, as He has instructed me to do, and because I "hope for that see not," to "with patience wait for it." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
If you are, can we tell Aussie for you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Bad Neak. Of course, you can't! She should just tell him she's getting a new shape to "surprise" him and he can see it when he gets back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Somebody over in Australia had better check on AW. She's very quiet. I'm afraid she's fainted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I think she went to buy a pregnancy test.... just to prove us wrong!
Gellnjen sent me this. I especially like the one about whales. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
HEALTH QUESTION & ANSWER SESSION
Q: I've heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life; is this true?
A: Your heart is only good for so many beats, and that's it... don't waste them on exercise. Everything wears out eventually. Speeding up your heart will not make you live longer; that's like saying you can extend the life of your car by driving it faster. Want to live longer? Take a nap.
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Q: Should I cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables?
A: You must grasp logistical efficiencies.. What does a cow eat? Hay and corn. And what are these? Vegetables. So a steak is nothing more than an efficient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system. Need grain? Eat chicken. Beef is also a good source of field grass (green leafy vegetable). And a pork chop can give you 100% of your recommended daily allowance of vegetable products.
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Q: Should I reduce my alcohol intake?
A: No, not at all. Wine is made from fruit. Brandy is distilled wine, that means they take the water out of the fruity bit so you get even more of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out of grain. Bottoms up!
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Q: How can I calculate my body/fat ratio?
A: Well, if you have a body and you have fat, your ratio is one to one. If you have two bodies, your ratio is two to one, etc.
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Q: What are some of the advantages of participating in a regular exercise
program?
A: Can't think of a single one, sorry. My philosophy is:
No pain...good!
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Q: Aren't fried foods bad for you?
A: YOU'RE NOT LISTENING!!!. Foods are fried these days in vegetable oil. In fact, they're permeated in it. How could getting more vegetables be bad for you?
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Q: Will sit-ups help prevent me from getting a little soft around the
middle?
A: Definitely not! When you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. You should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger stomach.
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Q: Is chocolate bad for me?
A: Are you crazy? HELLO ...... Cocoa beans! Another vegetable!!! It's the best feel-good food around!
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Q: Is swimming good for your figure?
A: If swimming is good for your figure, explain whales to me.
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Q: Is getting in-shape important for my lifestyle?
A: Hey! 'Round' is a shape!
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Well, I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may have had about food and diets. And remember: "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming "WOO HOO, What a ride!"
Well, I can add one life lesson from my own personal saga.
Sometimes it's not the big things in life that make the difference, it's the little things. Take eyebrows for instance...
Eyebrows seem like a pretty insignificant thing; I mean compared with all the other hair on your body they are a small percentage. But they are very important. Yessireebob. If someone doesn't have eyebrows it changes the whole appearance of their face. They look odd, unfinished. I like eyebrows. In fact, I think you could even say that I love eyebrows. Yes, love is not to strong a word for the feelings I hold for eyebrows.
She's only saying that because her DS#1 (age 11) shaved both of his off last night "to see what I'd look like," and now he's mad because he looks "like a geek." (His words) Of course, our hysterical laughter probably didn't help much. But it's hard to be convincingly sympathetic under those circumstances. Really. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Not that anybody actually tried very hard. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Pregnancy Q & A & more!
Q: Should I have a baby after 35?
A: No, 35 children is enough.
Q: I'm two months pregnant now. When will my baby move?
A: With any luck, right after he finishes college.
Q: What is the most reliable method to determine a baby's sex?
A: Childbirth.
Q: My wife is five months pregnant and so moody that sometimes she's borderline irrational.
A: So what's your question?
Q: My childbirth instructor says it's not pain I'll feel during labor, but pressure. Is she right?
A: Yes, in the same way that a tornado might be called an air current.
Q: When is the best time to get an epidural?
A: Right after you find out you're pregnant.
Q: Is there any reason I have to be in the delivery room while my wife is in labor?
A: Not unless the word "alimony" means anything to you.
Q: Is there anything I should avoid while recovering from childbirth?
A: Yes, pregnancy.
Q: Do I have to have a baby shower?
A: Not if you change the baby's diaper very quickly.
Q: Our baby was born last week. When will my wife begin to feel and act normal again?
A: When the kids are in college.
ESTROGEN ISSUES"
10 WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU HAVE "ESTROGEN ISSUES"
1. Everyone around you has an attitude problem.
2. You're adding chocolate chips to your cheese omelet.
3. The dryer has shrunk every last pair of your jeans.
4. Your husband is suddenly agreeing to everything you say.
5. You're using your cellular phone to dial up every bumper sticker that says: "How's my driving-call 1- 800-".
6. Everyone's head looks like an invitation to batting practice.
7. Everyone seems to have just landed here from "outer space".
8. You can't believe they don't make a tampon bigger than Super Plus.
9. You're sure that everyone is scheming to drive you crazy.
10. The ibuprofen bottle is empty and you bought it yesterday..
Since we're having a little break, would you guys explain what "when the fat lady sings" means?
I don't quite get it.
BTW where's AW?
Ok,
Had to disappear and live my (real) life for a few days, before I had a chance to come back and catch up with all of you!
I am going to try and do the quoty thing - because it's much easier to read; and I used to do it, but got out of practice, and this is a run on sentence on purpose!
After I repond to the irresistable postings I've read here, I have another brief story, in which I am expecting to hear, "You poor, pooooor, pooooor DEAR!" "I am so sorry to hear you went through that.....!"
But you can't say it until you hear the story, and it will have to come after I respond to a few posts way back!
Just letting you know in advance what your role needs to be! LOL!!! It will help be swing back emotionally to a more neutral position. I have been in a major SNIT, and now it's starting to seem funny, however I'm still not completely laughing...
She's one of those bossy "take-charge" nurse types that you just step back and watch in awe as she calls the shots!
Just what exactly are you implying here, CSue? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What is this word "bossy" of which you speak? We do not have this word on my planet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Nor "take-charge", either. Ask my daughters. THEY'LL tell you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The things they must teach you in nursing school!!! I am SURE they are survival skills to help deal with the enormous egos of the docs, the cranky patients, the staffing shortages, equipment failures, etc....but my sister's personality transplant was an amazing thing to see!
She went from a shy, quiet intellectual type to who I described above!!! I'm not complaining...I'm just in AWE!!
How ironic that, as you noted, even your dad's symptoms were in Clam. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Isn't that just too appropriate for
words? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Glad you got him treated. You done good.
t&l
Yes sigh....symptoms in clam! Thanks t&l - I feel like we did well too!
Sheesh, 1/2 of my answer disappeared!!! Cripes...
Well, I found the rest of my answer if you're all still with me! I'll keep practicing!
"The things they must teach you in nursing school!!! I am SURE they are survival skills to help deal with the enormous egos of the docs, the cranky patients, the staffing shortages, equipment failures, etc....but my sister's personality transplant was an amazing thing to see!
She went from a shy, quiet intellectual type to who I described above!!! I'm not complaining...I'm just in AWE!!"
I was her nurse for all 3 babies. I delivered the Dervish myself, not because I intended to, but because when the Dr. arrived, he stood behind me and looked over my shoulder and said, when I told him to put on his gloves, "That's OK, you're doing a fine job. Go ahead."
The other 2 I just did nursing care. I'll tell more about that later, if you're really curious. With what's-his-name (#1--I can't remember what his MB nickname) it was pretty routine. With the Pwintheth, who was a pound bigger than her brothers, Neak got stuck at 8cm and was headed towards a c-section when I decided if I was going to intervene I'd better hurry...because once the day shift got there I wouldn't be able to take care of her any more and none of them would be aggressive in trying to head off a surgery. She delivered 6 minutes before the day shift started, so it was very, VERY close...and pretty uncomfortable for Neak for the last half hr. or so, although not as uncomfortable as 8 wks. of post-operative healing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We've talked about having this one at home, and if I knew there'd be no complications we could. It would be fine except for the mess afterwards, and no housekeeping services in sight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> But when all's said and done, I think we'll head back to the same hospital as she went for all the others so we can have that emergency backup...just in case.
t&l
Being Neak's mom and her l&d nurse is really the best of all worlds! We discussed a home delivery for my boys as well, but my sister vetoed that idea right away. She spent too many years as a PICU nurse with all her horror stories to let me do a home delivery!
Let's see if my quoty skills have improved!
Much better quoty skills!!! Have to go in a minute, but I'll be back!
I'm trying to work my way up to respond to Neak about her counseling!
I forget what the fat lady always used to sing at the end of. The opera? The baseball game? The boxing match? Maybe some of the older people around here can fill in the missing information - it must have been before my time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> But whatever it was the end of, it wasn't over until the fat lady sang.
Thanks Neak. Maybe as you say one of the "older" (duck!) people will know at the end of what she sang!
But since we're on this subject, somebody once said on a thread not too long ago (I thought it was MM but I couldn't find it) that God tells you exactly when your marriage is over. I wanted to know what he meant.
Normally everyone says "it's not over until the fat lady sings!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I hate opera. However, this oldster does know how to Google! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> There are others available, but I picked this one from The Word Detective. If you have additional curiousities, I'm sure your computer Googles, too!
I have to get busy here and pack some suitcases, then go to JCPenney and get my dad some shirts that don't have any stains or spots on them. After that I'll just whip over to off to work to harrass a few suffering females, and hope they're calmer than my teeny, tiny Vietnamese pt. last night--who had the strongest thighs in a 3-state area and nearly pincered the Dr. to death during the delivery. It took 3 nurses and her husband to hold her legs open so the baby could get out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> 2nd baby, too. You'd think it wouldn't have been such a surprise this time around.
I'm to that predictable point in trip preparation where I'm starting to wonder what the *(&^&$^%* I'm doing going anyplace anyway, because this is such a stupid idea. I'll be OK once I get there, but today and tomorrow I'll be spending a lot of time in some very serious questioning of my own sanity! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Great Horned Songbird.
Dear Word Detective: Where did the expression "It's not over until the fat lady sings" come from? -- Steve Markley.
Good question, which, in the word-origins business, is short for "Good luck finding a definitive answer to that question." What we do know about "It's not over until the fat lady sings" is that it is an American catch-phrase meaning that victory (or defeat) is not certain until the contest is absolutely finished. As advice not to regard any half-baked situation as a done deal, "It's not over until the fat lady sings" is roughly equivalent to the venerable "Don't count your chickens until they're hatched" and very similar to Yogi Berra's famous 1973 dictum that "It ain't over till it's over." Despite the similarity, however, there is no evidence tying "It's not over until the fat lady sings" to Yogi.
There seems to be a strong likelihood that "It's not over until the fat lady sings" began as a reference to opera, especially the sort of Wagnerian epic that involves large women wearing helmets with horns. It is entirely possible, as has been suggested, that "It's not over until the fat lady sings" is the punch line to a long-lost joke that involved one or more unsophisticated patrons mistaking intermission for the end of the show and being informed on their way out, perhaps by an usher, that "The opera's not over until the fat lady sings." On the other hand, a pamphlet entitled "Southern Words and Sayings" published in 1976 contains the phrase "Church ain't out till the fat lady sings," so it's possible that church, not opera, was the original inspiration.
If we put the actual origin of the phrase aside for a moment and focus on how "It's not over until the fat lady sings" became popular, life suddenly becomes much easier. A sportswriter for the San Antonio Express-News named Dan Cook used the phrase in his column in 1976 and in TV commentary two years later to buck up fans of the San Antonio Spurs basketball team, then locked in the playoffs with the Washington Bullets. Bullets coach [censored] Motta adopted the phrase as his own, and by the end of the playoffs (which the Bullets won) "It's not over until the fat lady sings" was known all over America.
I think we scared her to death, and she's not speaking to us until her nerves settle down again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well thank you!
I'm sure there are many here who had no idea.
I'll look up that "google" thing..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I have another brief story, in which I am expecting to hear, "You poor, pooooor, pooooor DEAR!" "I am so sorry to hear you went through that.....!"
As Neaksis found out some pages back, it helps to say right up front just what you're expecting in way of response to any Tale of Woe! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Good thinking! I'll have to log on at work and read what you have to say, since as much fun as it is to sit at the keyboard and "chat," the suitcases are still empty! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. If it IS over when the fat lady sings, does this mean that this week at church I shouldn't participate in the opening song? Not a bad idea, though, since we're going to the Japanese church and that would mean we could go straight to the potluck (best in the Islands, too!). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> "Good morning brothers and sisters. I'd like to welcome you to..."
t&l arises from the pew. "Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"In conclusion, let us pray." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
My guess would be that God helps us to see when we have done everything we humanly can to save our marriage without the assistance of our spouses, and there finally comes a point where we must separate in order to preserve our sanity.
I don't know what happened to AW. Maybe she is trying to figure out whether to tell us the results of the P-test?
Wow, Mr. Eyebrows-Option-Box-Not-Checked looks far worse than all warnings could have prepared us for. Mom, are you coming over to visit?
Thing is AD, I read something soooooooooooooo funny on another thread I can't stop laughing!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So I'm having fun <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and keeping this thread on pg 1 for t&l. We don't want her upset just before she packs her bags! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Who knows what she might take <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l,
Yes I stole the idea from Neaksis about what kinds of responses I'm expecting....I liked the results she got!
However, I do value honesty very highly, so maybe after the "poor baby" stuff, you all can tell me how ridiculous I'm being if you feel so!
I'll tell it straight, then if I have time, I'll fill in some background...
Here goes -
Yesterday after church my husband and I went as usual to the religious education building to pick up our two boys from their classes.
Mass got out earlier than expected so we waited in the hallway inside the front door. We were standing and waiting, probably chatting - and the one thing I notice is the voice of a woman talking on a cell phone.
Not a big deal, certainly not unusual - however she had an interesting voice, kind of low and husky - and we could hear every word of her conversation as she went on quite animatedly. I wasn't paying particular attention to the specifics of what she was saying, and in fact she wasn't in my line of vision; (she was on the other side of my husband and off to the side a bit).
It then gets quiet, she obviously was done with her conversation, and at that point I see a woman (her) suddenly in front of us where she hesitates a minute. I'll do the best I can to make myself understood, but you'll see me struggle a bit - but understand that this happened really fast.
As she hesitates in front of us I receive my first shock...why shocked you ask? Because she was one of the most incredibly stunningly gorgeous women I have EVER seen in my life. I am not kidding - she looked straight out of central casting, the female lead in a role of femme fatale!
We've gone to that church for at least 14 years, and I can tell you I have never set eyes on her before - no way anyone could forget seeing her.
Let me describe her - tall, I'd say 5'10" (my sister is that tall so I know), probably a size 2, hair that was dark and thick (looked like a shampoo commercial model), wearing all black clothes.
As she hesitates in front of us, she looks at my husband and in a flirty sort of way says Haiiii...(get the breathy tone in the Hi!) With a toss of her hair, she gives him a smile a walks down the hall. Her hesitation included time for a response from either of us....but we were truly stunned....AND THE TAR BABIES SAID - NOTHING!! We were speechless. Neither one of us could get a word out, even after she floated down the hall, until my husband said, "Who was that?"
I was still speechless, because as you can guess, I was stunned the second time by this vision - pausing to say Hi to my husband.
We are not verbally challenged in my family, I can assure you...finally I spit out - that I had never seen her before. So we stood there speechless, then it hit me that she would be coming back by, because we were standing just inside the front door.
So I said that I needed some air - could we go outside? Hoping that my children's classes would let out before she reappeared...brb
Believer, check the thread about the OM's picture.
Me sigo riendo <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Sheesh, I just lost my continuation of my story!!!
So again...........
So we are outside the front door waiting for the boys, when we see her emerge.
This time as she floats by, she give us a toss of her hair, and a throaty chuckle. WTF??????
And then we see her load up her children and get into her car.
My boys come out and we get in the car. Once home, (and I'm not defending myself here) I get angry, I mean REALLY ANGRY!
I'm not exactly sure what I'm angry about - all I could identify was that this was an enormous trigger of sorts. I have to admit that I was he## to be around the entire rest of the day. I even went outside to wash my car, with my favorite songs blaring - trying to get in a civilized frame of mind again. I prayed and I mean prayed hard for God to deliver me from my state of mind.
By the time evening arrived I had apologized to every member of my family for my horrible attitude! I was filled with hate.
So finally after my last apology to my husband he asked me if he had done something.
Well NO, he hadn't done anything! He didn't do anything I could see that contributed to what this woman said/did to him. He was an innocent bystander.
brb
When I told him that SHE was why I was so worked up, he said - "All she said was Hi".
True, buuuuuuttttttt.....it was way more than just Hi!
Which helped me understand partially at least what the trigger was.
Back, way back before his affair came to light - really since I met him - he was an enormous flirt.
Not only that, he has always easily attracted women. Not that he's all that terrific looking, but he has an air of confidence, and self assurance that is attractive. On top of which he is a highly social person, very comfortable being the center of attention, with a wit and humor that can be irrestible.
As part of our marriage coaching with Steve Harley, he got very SPECIFIC advice about how to tone it down...
So that's what it triggered. That old shi+,
Which got me to wondering.....since this babe was on the other side of him, had he been making eye contact with her, or looking her over good? Had he somehow communicated to her that he was interested????
Well I'll certainly never know....because the man isn't stupid. He saw how I reacted thinking he did nothing...Think he's going to tell me he flirted???
So I don't know if that's it, and what difference does it make.
Another possibility is that what happens sometimes is that he is recognized by people we don't know because he is a public speaker, and has a regular newspaper column that has his picture attached to it each week. So he often gets strangers who come up to him and they feel like they know him as a result. Was it that????
So now, I'm simply trying to get a balanced perspective so that I quit being so upset over something that is way outside my control.
I know there must be a lesson in here for me, I just can't see it yet....The end - I think!
Edited to add - just so you know how immature I can be....I announced that I will not be going back to that church again, or at least not that particular service!
Everything classy, dignified, or graceful about me I completely abandoned....I'm who I'm most mad at...ME! I really let myself down. I was a run away emotional train, who might not still be stopped.
So in an effort to practice self-control, I had given myself a mandated "time=out" talking with anyone (but you guys) about the subject. As you can see, I need to vent somewhere....so Thanks for being here.
some of the older people around
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Not a nice way to speak of your golden goose, young lady!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'd make some pithy remark (because I'm pithed!) about the rampant discourtesy towards MB inhabitants of more mature years, being displayed on this thread...however, my arthritic, gnarled hands can't seem to type the words, and my wizened arms lack the strength to make it to the keyboard. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So I guess you're in luck. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I've got a delivered pt. tonight who is a rule out MRSA, so she's in strict isolation and all I've got all night is her and her twins, because I can't take anybody else when I'm taking care of somebody with that possible infection. It's gonna be a long 12 hrs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Starting right after she returns from her tubal ligation. I'm bored already, and I haven't even done anything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Maybe it was that snarky remark about oldsters, but I'm feeling very mortal today. So when my friend sent me this in an email, I decided I would post it here for all my elderly peers. Young snirps need not peruse! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
> George Carlin's Views on Aging
>
> Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get
old
> is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so
> excited about aging that you think in fractions.
>
> "How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six
> and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key
>
> You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to
> the next number, or even a few ahead.
>
> "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey,
> you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . . you
> become 21. Even the words sound! like a ceremony . . . YOU BECOME 21.
> YESSSS!!!
>
> But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound
> like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun
> now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?
>
> You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on
> the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50
>
>
>
>
> and your dreams are gone.
>
> But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!
>
> So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.
>
> You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a
> day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!
>
> You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT
> lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there.
> Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I Was JUST 92"
>
> Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a
> little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"
> May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!
>
>
> HOW TO STAY YOUNG
> 1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and
> height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay "them
> "
>
> 2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
>
> 3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening,
> whatever. Never let the brain idle. "An idle mind is the devil's
> workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimers.
>
>
>
> 4. Enjoy the simple things.
>
> 5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
>
> 6. The tears happen! Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person,
> who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are
> alive.
>
> 7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family,
> pets,keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your
> refuge.
>
> 8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is
> unstable,improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help
>
> 9 Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next
> county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.
>
>
>
> 10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every
opportunity.
>
>
>
>
> AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
> Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the
> moments that take our breath away.
t&l (tired and lagging <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
I'm pushing something, only I'd rather not know what it is, LOL.
-AD
AD, you're much too young to have read that. I thought I put it off limits to youngsters who aren't even old enough flirt with old ladies! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I know what I'm pushing...I'm pushing 60. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> But not very hard. You could even call it timidly, if you wanted. And with a notable lack of enthusiasm! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, it's time to go ingest my heart attack in a box. What is that, you ask? (I thought you never would!) Michelina's Budget Gourmet Fettucine Alfredo with Four Cheeses!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Too many of those and I'll be pushing up daisies!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LOL, LOL, LOL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Hey T&L... I just wondered... Is cheese a vegetable?
-AD
Only if it's green!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And growing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Anybody want an extra serving? I think I'll skip mine this time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm not saying any more about aging, because I'm not doing that anymore. As DD says when I tell her something she wants is all gone or that the place she wants to go is closed. "NO! IT IS NOT!" (hoping to intimidate reality into submission to her will).
I'm not going to do that aging thing anymore. I gave it up. I did. Really.
I'm not even shouting.
-AD
Hm-m-m. Stagnation. Sounds like fun. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
CSue,
I am not sure why you are upset with yourself for having the reaction you did.
It looks like it was a huge trigger, and I think after what you have been through it was natural. I would guess it will take a lot more time before these feelings are completly gone. God works miracles, but he often uses natural means. (What I mean by that is ......someone said once, "I prayed for patience, and God gave me problems to overcome that I might develope it.")
You recognized what was going on, distanced yourself until you could get the feelings under control, and then apologized for not catching it sooner. These are all good things. I think I understand you being upset, and wishing you were a little better at it, however, this seems to be where you are NOW.
Don't you think you have come a long way?
I think you will continue to improve - I am sure of it.
Sorry for the stress this caused. Are you feeling better about it now?
Can you bring yourself to talk to your H about it? I think this could help you reach a new level in your relationship if you can talk to him, and if he can help you work through these feelings.
SS
They do have computers in AZ, and the day I typed a few lines, I was waiting for everyone (meaning my W) to decide what we were doing that morning.
After that, they kept me busy pretty much all the time - well almost all, but there was no computer in the restroom.
We drove 425 miles today, and are home safe and sound. Most of us are sound. I try to be accurate.
SS
Neak,
Notice how often we shorten your name to just "neak"
Short for u-neak. Which you are. And isn't it wonderful that you are.
It's good that you are being asked to help with song again. Thanks for letting us in on that. When I think of the traume you - CSue, and many others have been through, I get kind of quiet, and thoughtful. The refiners fire is so HOT. Sometimes becoming pure is painful.
I am glad you continue to seek the face of he who has the power to bind up all wounds, and heal all hurts. IN the end, that is all we can do - follow him.
I pray that he will help you become all that you desire to be.
SS
Neak Sis,
You have been through a lot. Are you OK?
SS
Welcome back!!! "Sound," by definition, is all relative. All relatives, however, are not necessarily sound. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I think computer stations in bathrooms would be a BIG step forward in making life convenient. If they'd just add a vending machine, too, and a foldaway bed, I'd never have to come out again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
You have come a long way. I salute you for not giving up prior to this point.
I am not sure what he will require of you in the future, but I hope and pray you will continue to do well.
If I could ever be of assistance, I would gladly help.
May God continue be with you.
SS
Ok, you made me laugh tonight. I seem to be in a serious mood. Probably I am thankful to be home, and have my family safe here with me. God is good, and so kind.
I am sure I'll snap out of this mood sometime soon. Or.......maybe I'm just tired?
Did the tar baby recover from the camping trip?
Did his wife? She sounds recovered.
SS
We don't want her upset just before she packs her bags! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Who knows what she might take <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I've already taken
leave of my senses, going on a trip with Mr. Recalcitrant and Mr. Uncooperative. What's left to take? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
had he been making eye contact with her, or looking her over good? Had he somehow communicated to her that he was interested????.
How could you not have noticed if he did, with him standing right next to you? Unless he's giving off pheromones, invisible and imperceptible to you, but strong enough to be picked up on by someone at a distance, it almost seems like you'd
have to have been able to tell what he was doing...if he were doing anything. I'd be tempted to cut him some slack in this, if he was just standing there talking to you; but be ready (with your pointy-toed church shoes) to drop-kick
femme right in her
fatale somewhere into the middle of next week, if she tries it again. Actually, that would probably be more exciting than it ought to be at church <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />. Maybe you should settle for just imagining it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> I know. You can take a little spray can with you. If she comes around, whip it out and spray it all over your husband. Tell the woman it's a protective coating to be applied whenever you see there are predators, and you call it, "Slut-Off". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I think trigger events are often traumatic because they so often occur when we aren't expecting them, and they (without warning) tap into some deep reservoir of anger or pain or anxiety or whatever that we may even have thought was over and done with, and long since past. When that happens (at least for me) my reaction is often WAY out of proportion to the event that provided the trigger. Very disconcerting, to say the least. You did right to apologize. You made a good analysis of what happened and why. Don't beat yourself up over it.
I'm having one such event now, in preparation for this trip. I'd debated whether or not to say anything about it, but what the heck? In for a penny, in for a pound. I have no idea what it's going to be like going on vacation with HP, just as a general idea. I mean, it's been 10
years! But going on a vacation with him to Hawaii had better be more fun in reality than it has been in concept, is all I can say. I'm going back to my home, my old stomping grounds, the place I wanted above all others to show to MS--my island, my friends, my
place...only I never got to do it, as you Saga Splatterers well know. And as we got closer and closer to leaving, I've been hearing this whiny-butt little voice in my head incessantly, going, "This is wrong. This isn't how it was supposed to be-e-e-e-e-e!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Well, don't look at ME. I was as surprised as anybody to find out that silly, complaining,
youthful little twit was still in there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Every time I think I've gotten rid of her for good, she pops back up somewhere else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So what am I going to do? I'm going to do my best to have a good time ("If you can't have what you want, want what you have."). I'm working on getting a muzzle my inner complainer. And I'm strongly considering sitting on her and just plain crushing her to death. What's the use of having a rear that should have a little sign hanging from it that says "wide load" if you can't squash things with it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I also thought SS's advice to talk it over with your husband was a good one. (Leave the pointy-toed shoes in the closet.) Basically, most men are Lord Cluelesses, although we can't call them all that or Lady Clueless might feel overwhelmed with, um,
blessings! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Yes, THAT's what she'd call it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Women keep thinking men should
know and
understand what we're thinking and how we feel, without being told. Please! We're kidding ourselves. These are MEN we're talking about here. (Sorry, gentlemen shoppers on the
feminine hygiene products aisle. If this isn't true of you personally, you are a rare bird indeed--possibly even endangered.) Subtlety is not a male specialty, in most instances. Spell it out for him--gently, of course--without trampling on any of those delicate testosterone tentacles and maybe it will turn out to have been a good thing for you after all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak Sis,
You have been through a lot. Are you OK?
SS
She can answer in detail whatever she wants, but the short version is, yes, she's as fine as the mother of an eyebrowless son can possibly be! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ok, you made me laugh tonight.
Good. I live to entertain! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm going with tired. If there's anything more exhausting than a vacation, I don't know what it is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Did the tar baby recover from the camping trip?
How would I know? You're giving me credit for WAY too much information. He's been putting the digital pictures on discs for everyone, but since he likes to play with the computer that doesn't actually
mean anything, necessarily. So how'd you like the pictures? You left after the 616-stepper and my clicker finger still had a lot of life in it, in case nobody noticed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am not sure what he will require of you in the future
I don't either. Probably a good thing, too, or I'd be so busy looking for a place to hide I wouldn't be of any use to anybody, including myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> My oldest biograndson (Neak's DS#1--what computer-related nickname did we give him anyway? I forgot! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) couldn't say "Grandma" when he was little, so he called HP and me both "Grandpa," which I found objectionable. After some effort, he came up with an effort at "Grandma" which came out as "Noah." I was just glad it wasn't Methuselah, so it stuck. The Pwintheth couldn't say "Noah," but when she tried she said, "Wabba." The Dervish produced his own version, "Yoma," although just this week at church he said "Noah" several times, just to prove he could do it now. How'd I get on this subject anyway? Oh, yes. If I knew in advance what God was going to be having me doing, I'd probably change my name to Jonah, and get on the closest ship for Tarshish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> and I don't even
know anybody in Tarshish! It's no wonder He doesn't tell us!
t&l
You have come a long way. I salute you for not giving up prior to this point
Yes, and I've felt every blasted inch of the journey, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Every centimeter. Every millimeter. Every--what's smaller than a millimeter, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Lo-o-o-o-o-o-ong journey, yes, indeed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I've only got a few minutes before my break is over, so I'll just quickly say this about "giving up", since I was going to get to it anyway when I answered (for anybody who hadn't been able to figure it out on their own, after being baptized in the Pool of Introspection) the question of what I'm like today. I asked the girls what word they would pick if they could choose my most predominant characteristic. Unfortunately, neither of them picked the word I wanted. That doesn't mean I'm wrong in my own self-assessment, though. I think they're just clueless! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I can't expand on this right now. But if I were picking one word that described me more than any other, it would be the word "resilient." I'm like Wiley Coyote after another unfortunate meeting with the Roadrunner. Flat as a pancake; charred, smoking rubble, even...but after awhile something twitches and starts to stir again, and a battered, not-always-recognizable figure emerges and enters the fray once more. I'm like one of those punching things, with the lead weights in the bottom, that pop back up again when you sock 'em in the head...complete with a lead bottom! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I'd LIKE to give up sometimes, but when push comes to shove, I just can't. I may take a temporary breather, and retreat from the battle for a little bit, but I never, ever can come to the point where I quit for good. Sometimes I think life would be easier for me if I could.
t&l
You know, t&l, you express so much of how I feel about things, only I'm not as articulate as you in expressing them!
I'm too lazy to go back and find the post to quote, but when I was telling about the luxury of camping in a camper, I ended it with "What more could a girl want?" Your reply was, basically, "A maid."
I just wanted to let you know how that works. We have two dear friends who like to go camping with us. It works out well, since they split expenses with us, although after about a week, that camper seems a lot smaller than when we started out. Anyway, the wife (Janie), is a clean freak (in fact, she cleans houses for a living...and makes very good money doing it!), plus she has always seemed very hyper to me. She literally cannot sit still. So....she is always cleaning something. Voila! Maid problem solved!
To tell the truth, though, sometimes I have to say, "Janie, sit your butt down! This is a vacation!" I usually say this when I start feeling a little guilty about being lazy. Oh, I do some clean-up, but I usually wait until there is more than one coffee cup in the sink before I start washing dishes.
Oh...and my H does all the cooking. In fact, he's cooking breakfast as I type! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OK, you've convinced me! After I go "camping" with AW at the 5-star beach resort, you, your husband, and your finely-finicky friend can have me next! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Wait!! Where are you going? I can still see you. You just think you're hidden behind that tree! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
It's not that I like to go hungry. If you looked at any of the pictures, you should've figured that out for yourself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I just like to pick up each meal's supplies just before the meal in question. And right after the order is handed through the take-out window! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> We were a supermarket on wheels for that trip to the coast, and what didn't get eaten now has to be put away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Not that it has, at my house. Maybe HP will have time once we get back from HI. He took it out. Let HIM put it away! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> If I'd been born in the time of the pilgrims, I'd probably still be living at the water's edge by Plymouth Rock! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I may have the blood of the pioneers in my veins, but it's been considerably watered down since their time, I can tell you.
t&l
CSue, I can perfectly understand your reaction. Seems like we BSs grow little predator-detecting antennae, and I think your instinct was right on the money.
Now, as to whether your H was in eye contact or not, I couldn't say, but since he was standing next to her and he's breathing (I assune), I'd say that he had already noticed her good looks. He was probably shocked that she so pointedly addressed him.
As for her, she is probably very well aware of her good looks and probably thinks it's great fun to get wives all stirred up. So, don't let her get to you.
A few years ago, we were at a fund-raising party. A woman there had gotten really tipsy, and was going around, propositioning every guy there...inviting them all out to her van so she could show them a "real party". My H said that she never made it to him. Who knows? Anyway, I didn't get bent out of shape about it at that time.
Now, the next weekend, was when we were all doing the real work of the charity (setting things up to distribute toys/clothing to needy kids). Well, I had to work that morning, and when I got there after lunch, she and her H were there, too.
Needless to say, most of the wives were not having too much to do with her. Anyway, I did ask my H how many guys she had invited out to her van that day. He said, "None...she was just drunk the other night." He then went on to tell me that she had been working really hard that morning. Now, my H admires people who are hard workers. Anyway, I made the comment, "Well, I hope you don't get to admiring her too much."
H went ballistic, saying I was accusing him of boinking her, blah, blah, blah. Of course, all that did was convince me that he WANTED to boink her, although I didn't say so.
After a while, he calmed down and said, "Well, I just won't talk to any other woman ever." I told him that he could talk to anyone he wanted to, but I hoped he would understand that I was uncomfortable with his talking to a woman who would apparently jump into bed with any man at a moment's notice.
I haven't seen her since, and I assume that my H hasn't, either. Her behavior at the party killed any hope that she might be welcomed into our group of friends.
Oh, and t&l, it's quite likely that H and I will start hauling some more FEMA campers this week, so have a good time on your trip.
I think I would sit HP down and say, "Honey, this is supposed to be my vacation, as well, and I want to have a really good time and relax. I want you to have a good time and relax, too. So, let's avoid all complaining and acting out until we get home. Otherwise, I will put you on the FIRST PLANE HOME! (just kidding!)" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hi everyone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I am covered with embarrassment <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> well a little bit at least <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I walked into my sisters surgery, Mikey on my hip, bag in the other hand, said hello to her receptionist.
Her patient left, she calls out "Hi sis come on in I'll just be a moment, hows my darling little Michael?"
I was just about to answer when I felt very very wierd.
I didn't faint - I think - but was very disorientated.
Really only came together in King Edward Hospital and the first thing I did was start panicking about Mikey. My mum was there - THANK GOD FOR MY MUM ( why does nothing ever seem to phase her is beyond me) - who told me Mikey was with my Dad and other sister and was perfectly ok.
ok What happened ?
well NOT pregnant ... but my blood glucose reached a reading of 29 ..it is supposed to be between 3.5 and 8 mmol/L. So I was going into a Diabetic coma apparently.
As I understand from the specialist he said my viral infection from the bug going around, breast feeding, & well .... not eating enough and (by then glaring at me) ... stress just pushed me way over the edge.
So I spent all day until about 6.30pm in hospital getting Insulin replacement, fluids and electrolytes.
Actually the day was pretty much a blur until about 4.00pm
Well got home, dad was there with Mikey & the kids DD had dinner made. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
So it's back to daily testing and tablets at every damn meal!
Whew! At least it was only a near diabetic coma! You can get rid of those... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW-So glad you're all better, even if it does involve all those fingersticks and meds! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I guess if you're going to try and slip into a diabetic coma, the doctor's office is almost the best possible place to do it! Good thing you went to see her when you did. Take good care of yourself now...or we're tattling so your family will watch you like hawks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And you wouldn't like THAT, now would you?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I am SO going to bed this morning so I can get up and finish packing. Also have to shorten my new pajama bottoms, which are right now about 4" longer than my actual legs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Whew! At least it was only a near diabetic coma! You can get rid of those... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As opposed to a full diabetic coma, which could get rid of
you!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Feel fortunate and blessed today, AW, because you surely are.
t&l
AW - YIKES!!!! That was scary. Have you been eating frequent meals, and avoiding sugar??????????
I think she just misunderstood him when he told her how sweet she is and that he hoped she'd always stay sweet, too!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Now that you've got it clarified, AW, don't be making that mistake again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh I would have so much to say here, if I could get a word in edgewise.....T&L, I'm talkin' t'you!
1st of ALL (THAT means there is more After this), I have been looking and reading here (at MB AND this thread AND Idiotville) and it SEEMS to me that some of you folks have moved, or are trying to sneak out of Iville, and That is NOT allowed. At least until you do somethinornother-iforget but I KNOW that you peeps did NOT do IT-whatever it is!!!!!! AND if you do do it (that doubledo was there on purpose) you should tell us,namely me. I feel left out rather easily.
AND next I would like to say, actually I WILL say it, that "SLut Off" was TOOOOO funny. I am gonna use that and NOT give T&L the credit, so there!!!
ANd T&L you did NOT follow CSue's instructions - FIRST sympathy, then kick in the butt(when she is ready)!
CSue, I love ya hun, but the ONE thing that I really do NOT get about MB is the no AOs, no being human!! SOO, you had a bad day, whoopteedoo...da. You apologized, told your H what the prob was and pouted and threatened to never go back to church. It's Okay to be LESS than perfect sometimes, ask T&L (teehee). Really, it happens to most of us sometimes. (Probably not to SS, but he's really wise.) It happens to me ALOT.
And I beg to differ, Csue's H COULD have been sending a "vibe" that C might not have seen, OR C you should just go buy some of that SLut Off!!!!
Doesn't it make you girls mad, when guys don't GET that women are catty?!
Oh, and I have been lurking(dadadadum), but have been restraining myself from posting on this thread. I NEVER did find the LIST and that made me pouty. ANd the Christian convo had me scared, I got into it with someone about that here(MB) unintentionally...
jls - going back to Iville for awhile, nothin worse than a lost idiot!
Oh I am so sorry AW , I am really glad that you are okay! But, are you lost too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh I would have so much to say here, if I could get a word in edgewise.....T&L, I'm talkin' t'you!
Newsflash for JLS!!!! It's the
internet. You're TYPING your conversation. Make your
own edges, dearie, and you'll have all the "edgewise" you'll ever need. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You don't see anybody else around here waiting for a chance to speak. They just dive into the Pool of Introspection, sharks or no sharks, and make their splash. So come on in. The temperature's fine. And not even the slightest bit dangerous, in spite of all those dorsal fins you see slicing through the surface of the water! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and I have been lurking(dadadadum), but have been restraining myself from posting on this thread.
Why? There are no extra points around here for self-control in posting...although self-control in
other areas is appropriately valued.
I NEVER did find the LIST and that made me pouty.
Of which list do you speak? My short-term memory loss must be kicking up again because I don't know what you're thinking of. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Although I DID remember (when that young whippersnapper, AD, tried to pretend that he was old enough to read the aging post), that he's NOT! Selective short-term memory loss. It works for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
ANd the Christian convo had me scared, I got into it with someone about that here(MB) unintentionally...
Tell you the truth, some of the Christian convo here scares me, too, and I generally try to stay out of it...although every now-and-again I can't help myself and succumb to a drive-by. People become very impassioned in expressing and defending their points of view about varieties of religion, or the lack thereof, and in the process, have been known to say some pretty strong--even derogatory--things about those who aren't in agreement with them. I don't enjoy that at all in any format. Not to read. Definitely not to participate in.
I can't divorce God and Christianity from The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, however, because without that component, HP and Neak would both be dead and God only knows where, or who, or what I'd be. So if a question comes up, I try to answer it to the best of my understanding, and then the thread moves on to something like "Slut-Off" or some other
ennobling subject of that nature. If there are ever any religious controversies which come to a boil in the feminine hygiene products aisle, I can tell you ahead of time you will never find my personal hand involved, holding a stick, and stirring the pot. If it makes you uncomfortable to read them, you should feel free to skip over those posts. There's bound to be some socially-redeeming silliness a little farther along! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
OK, this is what I get for clicking "refresh" just
one more time on my way to bed!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to turn the computer off before anybody could possibly answer this so I can, without further temptation or delay, keep my date with the Sandman.
t&l
Jeeze (is that a word), I was jsut giving you a hard time, TL, jsut teasing yourlongwindedness. I am really just jealous, cause I can't type worth a poop.
feminine hygiene products -THAT list. And I need some kinda list for sumthing, I'm sure.
Neaksis walked in before I could get to bed, and clicked "refresh" just out of spite. So here I am, streaking (in a metaphorical sense) across the MB board.
I don't know how anybody could possibly think I'm "wordy." Why the very idea, the concept, even the vaguest insinuation of the slightest likelihood of such a thing is so preposterous, outrageous, nonsensical, unthinkable, ridiculous, outlandish, incredible, and impossible as to be immediately and without hesitation, discounted, rejected, refused, rebutted, denied, disdained, spurned, and unequivocally scorned. By me, thndrnltng, Woman of Few (Or Even Fewer) Words. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
As far as the "list," there really never was a list, per se. I'll find the snippets that started it all and repost them for you, but it's all just been joke from the very beginning. (I think.)
I read on Idiotville, but don't post there much. But not because I've improved my mental condition in any way. However, since Mr. Mayor never really accepted my application for citizenship, and I'm only there as an illegal, I think I can leave whenever I want and the rules don't actually apply to ME!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Haha.
Was I mean to you, CSue? Maybe it's hard to be sympathetic in the middle of the night... Sorry about that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Poor Sweet Baby. Poor, poor sweet baby. I'm so sorry you had to go through that. (Hm-m-m. This sounded a lot more sincere issuing from Neaksis' cute little dictating lips than it does typed out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
t&l, sincerely going to bed
Oh, yeah, if you want to buy some "Slut-Off," just remember that this is only the brand name. You have to ask for the product category also, which is "skankylosaur repellent."
t&l
well all
I was lucky AGAIN I suppose. No I know I was lucky. No not lost, just feeling a bit foolish about letting the diabetes get to this stage.
Really ok with not being Pg ..I mean I wouldn't have been upset if I was other than the higher chance not carrying to full term .. so I guess God has given me a little warning to not ignore my sis instruction anymore. [drats]
I have to keep testing every day until told to stop.
and I have to actually eat meat with my salads.
(doesn't matter if hungry or not doc's orders)
I have to actually take the diaformin even if I feel ok
and no stressing. I didn't think I was but everyone from mum to DD says I jump 6 feet everytime someones at the door.
So more talking with mum, sisters & dad and if I need to then back to counselling in the first instance. I really really want to stay away from AD's while I breast feed.
Just have to look on the bright side of things, no harm done & the new meds have helped this flamin stuffy nose thingy already. Well I do have a bruise on my butt where I must of landed when I went a bit wonky. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
see pride..I really wasn't doing so well after all.
T&L hope the packing is going well.
so I guess God has given me a little warning to not ignore my sis instruction anymore. [drats]
Of which fact she will no doubt remind you at every possible opportunity! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> At least it's not your
husband who's your doctor. You'd NEVER hear the end of it then! With a sister, if you're veryvery good, you've got
maybe the ghost of a chance. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm tired. I don't want to go anywhere. This was a dumb idea. Whose was it anyway? Oh, right. Mine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> OtherSusan the CurrentlyStupid!
t&l
I'm tired. I don't want to go anywhere.
What are holidays for???????????????????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Of course you're tired! You're bored <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
As soon as you leave you'll be fine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And we'll have the OtherSusan the Currently RENEWED Susan join us at the feminine products aisle!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
PS. As you can see I"M STILL HAPPY!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
If you want to see the short string of posts that started "the list" you can find them on 7/29 and 7/30. I'm not going to try and post them all individually with my slow-speed dialup! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Besides, I need to pack. And stuff. So I picked just the one following where Neak said since it was (at that time) a multi-tasking thread she might as well give me her shopping list, too, before I went to the market. I posted this back, less the emoticons, which, for some reason, don't copy and paste:
Haha. I'll call. Do you really want to list all those feminine hygiene products and prophylactics on such a public forum?
Oh, get real. Like I'm going to buy that stuff for her!! I'm easily embarrassed , as you all well know!
When I got back from the market and logged on again, Pep had changed the title of the thread to the feminine hygiene products thingie, which it has remained ever since. And since she left it that way so long, and the forum now has an editing time limit, it certainly seems that this is the way it's going to
stay, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> How ironic that, 27 years after my hysterectomy, this (of all places) is the location at which I find myself forever stuck!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And we'll have the OtherSusan the Currently RENEWED Susan join us at the feminine products aisle!
Sigh. Is there
anything more exhausting than somebody
whose cup is always half FULL!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Glad you're still happy! Keep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />, and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> at the idiots, and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> at the ones who deserve it... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Could you explain why you have to do so much packing?
Do they WEAR clothes in Hawai?
Neak and Neaksis--In case I forget, info for all the life insurance policies is on top of the shelves on my desk. Don't let anybody get away with anything!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Could you explain why you have to do so much packing?
Do they WEAR clothes in Hawai?
I wear clothes in Hawaii. It's my act of mercy to my fellow Islanders! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I don't think it's that it's so MUCH, although I do have to pack for my dad, too. It's just so LAST MINUTE. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Have a great trip!
smile <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and bring back lots of pictures for OUR photo album!
and bring back lots of pictures for OUR photo album!
Oh, good! Does this mean you guys are actually
looking at all those <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> photos? I
hate to humiliate myself for no good purpose. Now THAT would be
truly grotesque.
OK, I've found the life insurance stuff. I've paid my bills online and balanced the checkbook. Now I'm going to start getting ready with things that will actually be making the trip with me. I was hoping to be on call tonight, but somebody called in sick (and knowing her, she probably isn't!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) so there goes THAT wonderful idea. Guess I'd better get hopping.
t&l
1. Everyone looks at the pictures.
2. We enjoy them too.
3. I don't mean we get a good laugh - we actually enjoy getting to know you guys.
4. Have a very good time. We'll miss you.
5. Don't you hate number lists?
SS
1) I don't care if you laugh. I try to pick the funny ones!
2) What would life be without comic relief?
3) Very, very serious.
4) The girls will keep things alive for you. Besides, I heard CSue has a bunch of stories she's been wanting to tell. And maybe JLS will be able to get a word in edgewise at last! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
5) Yes, I do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. HP is getting ready to go by lying on his bed watching TV, with his feet propped up against the wall. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm tempted to say "don't pack for him, you can leave without him."
However, you know best.
Praying good comes of this trip.
Wave at Molokai when you go past, I used to live there. One of these days I should take my W and show her where I lived.
I bet it's changed a lot.
SS
Oh my goodness..........I have laughed sooooooooo hard at this thread.....Really you all - go WAY beyond my expectations!!!!
Where to start???? Well how about with thanks to all of you!
Really, you helped me get my perspective back and get over the wallowing. Really I hate to wallow, I didn't used to hate to wallow, now since I know that the "lesson" is on the other side of the wallowing - it's not nearly as rewarding to wallow!
Funny in life that 1st you have to take the test, THEN you learn the lesson. Where in school, you're supposed to learn the lesson, THEN take the test!!!
So, I'm on to the lessons, which I will be happy to share...in a bit.
Predatory....that was the word I was incapable of thinking. That is exactly what it felt like...and you know what???
She's not the first predator I've dealt with, but the 1st I think since the whole affair thing occurred, which I believe is why I over-reacted the way I did.
Once upon a time - people like her wouldn't have bothered me a bit, and didn't....I wouldn't have personalized any of her behavior, but WHEW.....now post affair, even with such a long, great recovery - sheesh, maybe that was why I was so blindsided. I haven't felt this blindsided since my husband told me about his affair. And let me tell you WAS I EVER blindsided!!! I was one of those people who thought their husband would NEVER cheat.
This may not make sense to many of you, but here goes...
Based on our recovery and my husband doing/giving EVERYTHING I asked for in recovery and then some....I actually trust MORE that he will never repeat this mistake, than I TRUST my ability to know when/if he has another affair.
Confused? I'll explain - since my instincts let me down, and I THOUGHT I was paying close attention, the affair happened right under my nose in appalling ways. I even thought I was MORE intuitive than most, and was probably even SMUG about the subject. So badly was my confidence in myself shaken in SO many ways....I'm STILL personally recovering!
This situation with the predator/slut is a wake-up call for me! Why that is, I'll still be learning as it unfolds!
I have screamed with laughter over the "slut-off". t&l, honestly you out-did yourself even with my high expectations of you! The wordsmith you are....honest to goodness. After I've practiced in the mirror a few times, I'm even going to tell my husband about it.
SS, thank you for the kind words of support,(you made me cry which I needed to do.)
JLS you are too funny too! Hope you're recovering from galbladder surgery; I had one a few years ago too!
So I need to catch up on this thread and get back on track before I was so rudely shaken!!!
t&l, have a glorious trip! You won't be able to help but have a great time! Can't wait to hear the details!
Ms. Predator doesn't have all of you great people in her backpocket like I do....thanks for listening and helping me get beyond this!
I'm trying to entertain myself until the pt. with pregnancy complications arrives, and was re-reading some stuff when I came across this, and realized I wasn't accused this morning of being "wordy" after all. I've thought about it, though, and decided that making a counter-description of myself as "short-winded" OtherSusan (the gaseous? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) wouldn't necessarily express the exact meaning I would want to convey!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Especially on a high-minded and refined thread such as this. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Wave at Molokai when you go past, I used to live there
The most I know about Molokai is that in the olden days when you went to other islands you'd have stop on Molokai so the plane could both disgorge and ingest passengers. I'm not even sure I ever got off the plane and touched the ground with my feet, although I landed there often enough.
I bet it's changed a lot.
Molokai and everything else! You have NO idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
After I've practiced in the mirror a few times, I'm even going to tell my husband about it.
OK, but I hope he's got a good sense of humor! I'm glad
you liked it, though, regardless of what he thinks when he hears it. I think the next invention, for use when the sluts threaten to overpower the repellent, is some version of Raid, to be sprayed dierctly on the noxious pests themselves. Can't think of a good name for it right off the bat, though. Any suggestions? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l, have a glorious trip! You won't be able to help but have a great time! Can't wait to hear the details!
On my break tonight, I'll come back and chew my cud for you, making a final rumination about this trip before I actually take it. After doing that, I certainly intend to have a good time, one way or another...but I hope no one is expecting some miraculous romantic rapprochement to result from this trip. I'd hate for you to be disappointed not to be welcoming home a pair of cooing lovebirds :rolleyes, when I'm coming back all happy just from completing 6 days without anybody wringing anybody else's neck!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Let's set realistic goals here, folks. I, too, believe in reaching for the sky. Maybe my sky is just
lower than yours, that's all!
t&l
CSue, poor poor baby. I would have been upset, too, and doubt I would have handled it better. Differently, perhaps, but in a worse way. Loud announcement: "Honey, did you see the wolf in sheep's clothing? I wonder which lamb she'll try to eat next when she doesn't get anywhere with you?" Or maybe just skip straight to the full-body flying tackle. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi JLS, welcome! I for one didn't intend to desert I'ville. (Ha ha, I can call it that here.) First I had no way to compete with Robby's NZ jokes, then I've been busy. The rest of you slackers get back to work, too!
SS, glad to hear your vacation is going well. *waves* Still more pictures to come, once I figure out how to 'verticalize' them properly.
I had a very happy moment last night. I had already been asleep I don't know how long - one hour? two? - when AJ anuggled me up close and apologized again for hurting me. I'm really glad I woke up enough to remember it this morning. Though I'm too much of a realist to suppose that my resentment/anger are magically gone, at least for now they are at an all-time low. I think this will give me a little breathing room to do...I don't know, something good with my minds and thoughts. Perhaps build some better walls to keep out unnecessary evil thoughts. There are plenty of the necessary ones without adding extra, right? (And I do consider thinking of discarded adulterous prophylactics moldering at the county landfill to be unnecessary, unproductive, and downright harmful. ((Only one example of many that could be given.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)))
It is finally starting to sink in that I apparently have a whole new husband, and I find that I am able to put a teeny tiny bit of faith in him that he won't go back to being the [DJ deleted] that he was. I am still so detatched from him; that last go-round of C did almost more damage than the rest of the A, if that's possible. It accomplished good in that I donned the Cape of Power and used its full strength for the first time, but by then I really didn't care if he stayed or went because I was just so sick of him, of her, and of himandher. If he had left then I would not even have cried, although I still loved him.
We have both been very loving to each other in the months since, but I have been holding 99%+ of myself in reserve. (Which also seems to leave quite a bit of room for surplus resentment.) Not that I was faking or anything, but showing affection and being emotionally intertwined are very different and not always related.
Well, I'll have more to say later, but must get to bed early. I wasn't made to get up before 7, never mind before 5.
Minds? You have more than one? I always thought the expression, "I'm of two minds" was just a figure of speech.
Well, I'll have more to say later, but must get to bed early. I wasn't made to get up before 7, never mind before 5.
Well, I'm sorry, but there's only one HAL flight daily out of Sacramento and they didn't ask me when I wanted it to be!
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
(Which would be the oral version rather than the spray.)
Neak you are up before 7!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
For larger problems than could be cured by over-the-counter remedies, just call SkankinX or Horkin. They take care of the infestation and leave bait stations outside the house to prevent a recurrence.
De-Skank-Con. Truth in labeling. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Goodbye, cruel world, I'm off to join the circus...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It's starting out well. GP's new tennis shoes, which were "too big" just 2 days ago, are now "too small." I think he's channeling his inner Goldilocks this morning. At least we found his photo ID, after a frenzied search while I was driving home from work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> (I was frenzied. They were searching.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />Help <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Aloha--
t&l
t&l
sounds like getting ready for a TYPICAL family holiday ..... I THINK I can remember what they were like <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Congratulations!~
This thread just hit the 100 page mark!!!
Neak, let us know if you got the Hawaiians off Ok...I'm assuming they're gone since t&l isn't posting!!!
Thanks for the poor sweet me! I'm soaking it all in, Ahhhh!
I'll be back later to commment - "Horkin", Haaaaahaaaaa!!
Ok everyone is gone off to hawaii, & now me and neak just got back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
Now i know why you were late getting to the pick-up point this morning!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hi AJ,
How are you feeling about your W's feelings now days?
SS
Bad Neaksis! She (and AJ, too), were supposed to have let you know that the Hawaiians left and arrived ok. They are probably not much above existing right now, especially Mom. She drove from the airport, and was treated to a helpful driving lesson from her backseat driver. When I talked to her she was about 2 minutes from pulling over and letting him take a turn. So it's going about like you'd expect. Hopefully it will improve from here out.
Now it's 5:10 pm over there and they're all ready for bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Not that I'm not sleepy, too, but IT'S ONLY SUPPERTIME FOR THEM!!!
Hey,
They can always go to bed early. We used to do that a lot before we had kids.
SS
PS - What I mean is, after you have kids, the kids keep you up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
I am so glad AJ give you a happy moment (as you reported.) Expect more of them, it should get better.
You already know this, but much of the change is taking place inside your head.
It's good to see it happen.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Correct as usual, SS.
Today is going to be super busy, so it will probably be afternoon or evening before I can get back on again. So it is only a time shortage, not a word shortage.
Hardly worth more than a post-script this time, but we received a certified letter from the Stirrer of Pots. It was addressed to Mr. and Ms. AJ. Apparently she choked on the r. It is a proposal for a new payment arrangement, which if signed, would agree that we are personally liable for the corporate loan. We will find out how much it would be to just have the lawyer handle the response.
I don't even feel like breaking chairs in Idiotville this time.
It is very chilly this morning, and tut-tut it looks like rain. Brrrrr. But I am always happiest when it rains and wilt when it gets too hot. (The only adult interjection time has made into my childhood preferences is that I don't like having children, dogs, and even husbands tracking in mud.)
It's almost time to leave, so I'd better at least get dressed, although my flannel pajamas are adorable.
Hey all you Seventh Day Adventists!
Good Morning America said that you all live longer than people of other religions!!
10 years on average! The study they quoted attributed it to your healthy eating habits of being vegeterians, and your life culture - how much time you spend investing (emotionally & spiritually) in your families and your community!
Congratulations!! I believe it, having learned about you though this thread! They said there are a large population of you around Loma Linda - (wherever in CA that is?).
Cool!
Loma Linda is in southern CA, not too far from LA. Of course, everything in southern CA is by LA.
Perhaps there is a trace of pride <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> as I admit that yes, this is true. The studies done on SDA's included a wide range of diets. Most are pretty much lacto-ovo vegetarian (like me), some are vegans, and some eat meat. Almost all of the meat-eaters among us avoid scavengers like pigs and buzzards. Cancer rates are lower, heart attacks are fewer. Vegetarian food is yummy, too. With all due humility, I am a very good cook. (So are most of the members of my family.) All in all, not a bad way to live.
Letter from Hawaii:
Well, one nice thing about leaving a bit late for the airport is that you don't have to sit around a long time waiting to get on the plane. When we checked our bags, we were told that our plane would start boarding in 4 minutes...and this was 40 minutes before takeoff time. I guess that's why Hawaiian Airlines leaves on time. I did have time to go to Cinnabon and get a big cinammon roll for breakfast. Your dad didn't want me to get one for him, because he wasn't hungry. What he really meant was that he wanted to eat part of mine once I had it. Which is OK. Those things are huge!!
I had intended to sleep on the flight over, but somewhere a few seats behind us was a Spawn of Iniquity (size very small) who had passionate objections to the flight, and vocalized them repeatedly, at full volume. I felt that if its parents weren't going to shush it up (which they made absolutely no effort to do), they should've at least taken away its megaphone. But nope, apparently that wasn't an option for them either. By the end of the flight, when it could be heard throwing things at people, and going "Nyeh! Nyeh!", only my deceased and rigored condition prevented me from grabbing it by its tiny, infuriating scruff and stuffing it down the toilet.
I did get to sleep for a few minutes before it started, but falling asleep was initially delayed by the exreme amusement I derived from listening to the lady next to your dad trying to carry on a conversation with him. Imagine Jabberwocky vs. Clam, without benefit of translators, and you'll get the idea. It was so funny--I can't even tell you. Either they quit and I fell asleep, or eventually my fatigue overcame its entertainment value, because when the Spawn started spewing, my seatmates had fallen silent. (I could've told her!) Your grandpa also had quite an animated conversation with the youngish lady next to him. She had her nose pierced. I think he was telling her stories but couldn't hear quite well enough to be sure.
We got off the plane, and got hit with the first gust of Hawaiian breeze, and I told GP, "Well, Daddy, I think you can take your sweater off now!" Let's just say it ain't October in Hawaii. I wanted to get a picture of it raining in the bright sunshine, but it was over and gone so quickly there wasn't time to get the camera bag out of the trunk. We saw Neak's book on display in the local ABC. Maybe we'll take a picture of it for her.
I was in bed by 6PM local time, and never heard anybody else come into the room or get in bed. Good thing, too, because there's a rooster living right outside the bedroom window with an internal alarm that goes off MUCH earlier than mine is accustomed to do. By the time we leave, after six morningsof this, the only thing that will save its miserable life is the fact that until I wake all the way up, I'm too stiff to move and too slow to catch it; and once I'm all the way awake, I don't care any longer.
Today we're going to the Arizona Memorial and maybe the Bishop Museum. Your dad is driving. I put up with him sitting next to me in the passenger seat for 8 whole miles before retiring from my job as tour guide. Actually, I was ready to have him drive before we got all the way off the airport property, but there was no place to stop!! He says it's the only time I'll ever get to tell him where to go. Not strictly true. I can tell him where to go whenever I want to (if I want to waste my time!). It's just the only time he'll go where I tell him.
I'll get back to you later, but right now I'm tying up Frances' phone line for this, and don't want to impose. Your technodad has an idea of how I can simplify this later, but we've got to do our adventuring first. Joedy Melashenko and his wife are here to do a program and are staying at this same house. He knows the Spreader of Nectar amongst the Flowers of the Garden, too (my first fiance), and we share other acquaintances. He knows GP as well, as was very surprised to hear that he was right in the bathroom getting abluted. Tell CSue that SDA's don't really live longer. IT JUST SEEMS THAT WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I knew she would stay in contact!
thanks for posting it.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />We're irrestible!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SDAs don't smoke either. I think that adds a few years.
I told T&L that my boy's dad had heart surgery in St. Helena, and they have a wonderful heart program. They even had free heart smart cooking classes, where I learned to cook all kinds of delicious food.
Their surgeons are good too. My ex wasn't supposed to last 3 years. The doc told me before surgery to go out and get a job, as I would likely end up being a single mom. Well, I did go to work, but my husband lasted 17 years, still eating tons of grease, smoking two packs a day, and drinking a bottle of whiskey each day.
I'm sure there are a few closet smokers (and drinkers), but not enough to skew the results. B, your H should be pretty well pickled by now.
Neak -
Oh, I was talking about my boys' dad. He is completely pickled now. He died from a heart attack 4 years ago.
He left me when my sons were 2 and 5.
But I am still very thankful for the wonderful care he got. At least he lasted another 17 years.
Who invented roosters, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And whose hairbrained idea was it to let them live in urban areas, cheek-by-jowl with neighboring bedrooms...whose windows are wide open for ventilation in the tropical warm? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I think this one is related to the diminutive Spawn from the plane. I'm up. I'm up already!! Leave me alone!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Who invented roosters, anyway?
God.
But T&L, after a while you learn to sleep through it.
You just need more training. I bet it will start to work the day after you leave.
Doesn't that cheer you up? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SS
t&l,
I'm thinking that it might be time for some FRIED CHICKEN!!!
Oh, not you of course....but if you did, we wouldn't tell the rest of your family!!
Letter from Hawaii:
Tell CSue that SDA's don't really live longer. IT JUST SEEMS THAT WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HeeeeHeeeee! Surely that is not a reflection of the company you're currently keeping!!!
Triple rats! I lost a very long post last night when the laptop battery went dead, but will try to recreate it soon. Then the internet went down this morning so I couldn't even say hi. I finally left it unplugged the whole time I was running errands, and now that I am back it works again. The third rats is my shorter post to B. The gist was, I'm sorry to hear that your X died, but glad he got those extra years. It is really beautiful around St. Helena.
All I have time for is a quick question relating to my lovely certified letter. It did not occur to me at first, and I am not sure if I should even say anything to her about it. (If no one has any bright ideas I will err on the side of caution and leave the matter alone.)
Keep in mind I will have to send a preliminary response, even if the atty can handle the main gist of the thing. She finally sent an unitemized total that is $3-4,000 higher than I expected. So no matter what else, I will have to ask her to account for the missing information. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
On to my question. I had provided her with a post office box address by which she could contact us regarding money issues, but the certified letter was sent to our home. Should I say anything to her, and if so, what? Legal remedies are not an option from our lame sheriff's department. When one of our X-employees was harassing me on my personal cell phone they told me, "Oh, there's nothing we can do about that. He's probably just trying to get his money." EVEN THOUGH I MADE CLEAR WE HAD ALREADY PAID HIM!!! They are morons and would just say the same thing here, too.
Just a side note, I was a bit upset at first that the card would go back to her with AJ's signature on it, but then stopped to think that now she has no possible excuse for thinking that contacting him directly would do any good. She did, and he gave it to me to handle. (Thank you, Sweetie!) He got her demands himself, and still ignored it as far as any direct dealings. Hopefully that sends a powerful message.
I'll have to get to the long stuff later, since I should have been busy already, but I had a bit of a moment this morning. Cruising cheerfully around Wal-Mart, the song on their loudspeaker suddenly penetrated my consciousness. It was the one OW had quoted to me as describing how she felt about the A. "I coulda missed the pain, but I'da had to miss the dance." I'm not so good yet as to have ignored it entirely; I just stood there gazing stupidly at storage containers I had no intention of buying, and after several years the song ended. It took a minute or so to collect my thoughts enough to find a song of my own to occupy my mind, but very shortly I was cruising again, and humming.
A short time ago that would have heavily colored my whole day. Now it is worthy of mention that the unexpected spout of arterial blood was bound up very quickly. It all comes of using the proper tools for the job.
I think the less you say, the better. I can't think of any reason to say anything about sending to your home. If she is trying to get a response, that will negate it. I think she thrives on drama, and if you ignore everything but strict business, it's will take away her high.
If you can, say the mimimum you can get by with, and tell her that future dealings should be through the lawyer.
Now, this is not a good thing to cope with. I wish you didn't have to do it. Stuff like this kind of takes away our joy some days. (Understatement.)
However, I see good in you being able to change your thought processes quickly, and I think you are doing well overall. Really well.
God will contiue to help. You know that. With a team comprised of you, and God, no one, or nothing else has a chance.
It's just that he makes you do some of it, doesn't he.
I guess the good side of that is that God knows you CAN do it.
SS
Neak,
I'm with SS on this....as little contact as possible with OW. This is the only way left she has of hanging on to the drama with you and AJ.
Don't waste any emotional energy trying to get her to use the post office box. It isn't within your control where she sends the mail as you said; so there's no benefit to even acknowledging that she sent it to your home. She would just simply get satisfaction that she got under you skin if you mention it.
We had some financial issues with our OW as well, and she used it as best as she could to stay in contact with my husband. We pulled money out of our personal savings to pay a bill for her so that she would have no further "legitimate" reason to continue trying to contact him. Nothing like the big $$$$ you're talking about. Just a stab at staying in his life, in any way she could.
Glad you pulled it together in Walmart and replaced that old song with one of your own. You've got a great man in AJ by your side, doing the right things to rebuild your marriage. You won, she lost - and your future is bright!
Put this in perspective as being very temporary and don't give it any more importance that a small blip on the screen, or a fly buzzing.....just an annoyance. Not worth the emotional energy invested in more than a shrug of your shoulders!
I'm proud of you!
Neak you really are doing well you know.
Those triggers may never actually be forgotten but you can move past them and they become just another part of your history.
Pain, Loss, Rebuilding.
Of course I would rather have learned my lessons in less painful ways but that wasn't the way it was. God placed some tests before me and I failed some of them. But HE didn't give up on me so I won't. And you know you HE won't with you either.
Sometimes we doubt but that's human.
Yes, strange about triggers neak.
You know my worst still is that funny astringent antiseptic smell you get in Hospitals.
I still shudder at it.
I remember how I wondered at the sparkle in his pain filled eyes, the brilliance of his smile as he looked at me. I tried to manage my own weak smile in return. I felt like sh*t
I leaned close to him and kissed his forehead gently. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the moment of contact. His lips parted and words tried to form but only a murmur I couldn’t hear what he wanted to say. I put my finger lightly across his lips with a "shhhh."
I told him "I love you too." Before God I swear I did and do so much.
He opened his eyes once more. He just looked at me. Love and joy overwhelmed my soul. I felt like crap and wanted to die.
I still see so clearly a white bandage was wrapped around his shoulders holding a square of bandage just over the back of his left shoulder. Thick bandages wrapped around his midsection just above his waist, his right leg in plaster to his thigh. I tried to utter the first thing in my mind ’Jesus!!’ but only a dry groan came out. I kept saying over & over in my mind ‘God what have I done’.
All the bandages were stained as was his skin with this yellow orange wash of some kind ….I can’t stand that smell.
And tubes, drains and IV’s and things I have no idea about.
I still have the odd nightmare of that day after all this time, but it all jumbles together so I’m no longer sure what’s memory and what’s not.
Its burned into my soul I guess.
When I went into Hospital for Mikey I had a flash of it again.. but it no longer immobilises me. Like a distant hurt, a wound of the soul slowly mending. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Thank you so much, SS, CSue, and AW, for your advice and sharing. It has really lifted me up. I have SO MUCH TO SAY about what is going on, but no time right now. (The last of the kids just went to bed, and AJ is, um, waiting for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) Just know that you have each made a difference for me.
Here is another letter from the Isle:
Well, shoot. Now that your dad's been so nice as to set up this notepad
so I can write my stuff down without the internet indefinitely tying up
up our hostess' house phone, how will I ever be able to comfortably make
fun of him, on his OWN computer, for the rest of the trip? Bummer. "And
in other news, Santo Clammo, currently vacationing in Hawaii, did..."
I think The Pwintheth must be expecting a gift. This morning, while
cleaning my purse, I found the folded-up note that was handed to me
yesterday. It reads: "Dear NaHa I love you You are so nisse Love BooBoo."
Insert rolled eyes here. Then tell her thank you for the lovely little
note she sent to her dear Noah, who is enormously touched, I promise!
Yesterday we went out to the drug store and picked up some supplies GP
didn't manage to get into his little bag. Most of the time he can't
remember that he has his little bag, either. After we got back from the
store I set all the things he had just bought outside the bathroom door.
He came out, stepped over them, and asked where his stuff was. I said,
"Right there on the floor, Daddy." He looks down at the bag underfoot
and says, "What is this?" He has a hard time remembering what I tell him
we're going to do, and after the 4th or 5th time giving the same
information, it's hard to infuse any degree of freshness into the voice, let
me tell you!
Today we went to the Bishop Museum. I want Neaksis to know she was wrong,
wrong, wrong about how long it would take us to tour the place. I was
worried that in the 1-1/2 hrs. left of available time for the day, I
wouldn't get my money's worth out of the place. Tina said, "I don't know
what you're worried about. You'll be through in 1/2 hr. tops." I said,
"What are you talking about? It's got 4 stories of exhibits. How do you
expect me to finish that quickly?" "Easy," she said. "You're forgetting
your going Daddy, and he'll be 'OK, I've already seen that. Let's move
along. Yup, nice. What's next?' And before you know it, you'll be
done." Well, we did NOT finish in 1/2 hr. However, we DID see 6 floors of
exhibits, plus a separate dinosaur hall, plus go to the gift store and
get something for kids, all in 1 hr. and 20 min. Your GP was looking for
a place to sit down by the time we finished. Which reminds me...I
rented a "full-size" care specifically so there'd be room for your dad and
GP to be comfortable. I think about this every time I see them trying to
fold themselves into, and unfold themselves out of, the cozy little
seats the car provides for them. Good thing I didn't choose economy or
compact!!
When we went to the AZ memorial, I noticed several things: (1) Sailors
are much younger now than they were back in the 60s, when they were
mysteriously-alluring older men. (2) They don't make MPs like they used
to. The security company was named "Wackenhut," which I originally read
as "Whackenut". Got to tell you that sounds a lot more intimidating than
the REAL name, that's for sure. "I'm from Wackenhut, and you're under
arrest" vs. "You're under arrest. I'm a Whackenut kinda guy, so don't be
pulling any funny stuff, or I WILL!" (3) I found the story of the AZ a
much more moving tale than I did when I was younger. They've got a very
powerful moview, all original footage, that they show you before you
leave for the actual memorial. The man who introduced it is a retired
soldier who was stationed at Schofield Barracks on 12-7-41, and lived
through the aftermath of the attack. (4) The AZ was hit by an
armor-piercing piercing bomb dropped from around 12,000 feet, which had the "luck"
to explode next to the ammunition magazine several decks down. This
magazine contained somewhere around 900 tons of explosives, if I remember
correctly, and somebody was filming the ship at the time it detonated. I
don't know if the sound was added, but the shock and the noise made me
jump embarrassingly (except for the fact that it was dark in the
theater.
[t&l}
The End
I'll hurry back as fast as I can, but tomorrow is church, followed by family bonding time in the great out-of-doors. Have a great weekend, and I'll chat soon.
Another letter just arrived, too irrestible not to post immediately. It is always so funny when Mom takes GP away and discovers anew what my life is like every day. (This is why she works extra so I can be the one to take care of him.)
THURSDAY AM WHILE GP ABLUTES..........................
There are these very weird ants in Hawaii. Small. Almost micrscopic, even. And they materialize as if by magic as soon as food is put out. I'm used to having to put food away overnight in order to protect it. Here, you can hardly leave the food out during the meal. Yesterday, when he lifted it up to drink, GP's juice glass looked like it had a herd of cows around a feed trough, where they were feasting on the drips. We bought bug spray. So there.
My back is killing me. The bed in which we're sleeping was (in its previous life) a lava flow, but without the soft texture and smooth surface a lava rock bed would provide. At least now I know what I'll look like when I'm dead. Well, minus the red pj's and the pillow between my knees! Your dad took a picture of me asleep the first night, after I'd been up 30 hrs. Two flash photos, and he said I never even twitched. He also CLAIMS that he tried to wake me up when I was breathing so deeply and loudly I sounded like someone coming out of general anesthesia, who got extubated too soon, and couldn't quite yet manage my own respirations. I didn't wake up then, either. In fact, the first thing I remember is that (*&&*^$#% rooster, herald of the morning but nemesis of the day.
I wish I could've gotten a picture of her yesterday, but I saw the woman I would become if I lived here. She was short, had long hair all the way down her back, and was (shall we say?) "full-figured." Too much good food. Too readily available. Too little self-control. A lethal combo. Not only that, but apparently my English would suffer as well. Somebody asked me, "Eh, Susan. What church you go to on Sabbath?" And without hesitation, without thinking, I replied, "We goin' da Japanee chuch." Eeek. I wasn't allowed to speak pidgin when I was little. The English teachers' daughter, you know. Obviously I haven't forgotten...
FRIDAY AFTERNOON WHILE GP SHOWERS......................
Well, I should be able to re-write War and Peace by the time he gets out of bathroom. We sent him in there first, thinking he'd take the longest to get ready. Turns out before he could shower, he was due for an, um, ah, MOVING experience, so 1/2 later there has been no bathing started yet. Hope we get there before all the party-ers fade away. They ARE 68 years old, after all, and can't frolic indefinitely!! Just went and checked again. Nope, no water yet, of either the flushing or tap variety. I'm going to be ticked if we came all the way across the ocean so he could spend the party time in the bathroom.
We were going to tour the north side of the island today but decided to start out at Castle Medical Center, the hospital where I got my first nursing job, as an aide in 1964. Got fired, too, for not working hard enough. I've often wondered what the director of nurses from that era would think if she knew I ended up being a nurse, and for going on 37 years, too. I'm sure if she ever found out, somewhere a pig would fly briefly, just for me. I told the story on Idiotville long ago, but this is the hospital where I was told (as a teenage nurses' aide) to take a rectal temperature on a pt. When I walked in the shades were pulled, so the room was dark. The man was Hawaiian, so he was dark. He'd had a stroke, so he couldn't talk, and was lying on his side with his back to me and his face towards the window. I told him what I was going to be doing, and attempted to insert the thermometer, but couldn't make it go in. Tried again. Same results. He made a funny noise, too, every time I goosed him with the probe. I took it out and looked at it. There was some pasty brown stuff on the tip of the thermometer--looked like poop to me! So I gave it a good shove one more time. "Ga-a-a-a-a-ah!" he said. I gave up and returned to the charge nurse to tell her I was sorry but I was unable to complete my assigned task because I couldn't get the thermometer to go anywhere. She looked at me for a minute and then said, "I'm sorry. I don't know why anybody told you to do that. He's got a colostomy, and doesn't even HAVE a rectum!!!" Let me tell you something. He may not have had a rectum when I started, but he came dang close to having one by the time I was finished!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We visited friends from the 60s, and one of them bought us all lunch at the hospital cafeteria. Mainland hospitals could take LESSONS from this hospital on how to make cafeteria food. They had chickenless drumsticks, flavored with Teriyaki sauce, breaded and deep-fried. Oh my word!!!!!!! I had 3, I'm embarrassed to admit. GP was busy sawing away at one of his with a knife, and sawing, and sawing. Finally one of the former students with whom we were visiting said, "Susan, you need to tell him there's a real stick in the center of that thing." It was about a quarter of an inch thick, too, so he'd have been trying to cut that for a GOOD long time. I just heard he's almost dressed. What I didn't hear was any shower water running. And now it's too late to start over and make him bathe if it turns out he didn't. If he didn't wash, I'm blaming Neak and telling everybody he lives with his granddaughter (on her father's side) and she never makes him bathe so he just got out of the habit. Now he's out, but dressed in the same clothes he was wearing before, and carrying the black pants he was supposed to put on. When I told him he was wearing the wrong outfit, he said, "Well, I can't get dressed IF I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO WEAR, now can I?" I pointed out to him he was carrying in his hands what he was supposed to wear. So he said I didn't tell him. Au contraire, mon pere. Au contraire. Well, I guess I'd better go and start paying attention to what's going on there, or who knows what he'll be wearing when it's time to leave.
What a nice vacation I am having! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
What a nice vacation I am having!
ROTFLMAO hehehehehehhehehe thats funny!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I had a call from A2's brother today - lets call him A2b...very fit thirty something fella.
He's NOT in the Army, he didn't run away from home at 16 to join anything, so why is he as eccentric as his brother?
God knows!
Anyway, he told me he had just spent a week at Rottnest Island on holiday with his family & inlaws.
Now every year - PLEASE NO COMMENTS ON AUSSIE MEN I KNOW ALREADY - a number of MEN swim across the white pointer and other shark infested water to the island around 20 km out and then RUN from the beach to the other end of the island & back to the PUB which used to be Government House back in the bad old days of a devils island prison. All good fun ...think I'm breaking out in hives just thinking about all that exercise.
So hes running back to the pub & needs to have a wee... decides to duck down the side of the road around some big rocks and then get back to running.... except he ran right into a outcropping rock just above eye level..blood spurting everywhere.
Hand wont hold it, so he jams his hat on, soaked in blood, takes off his T shirt wraps it around and gets back onto the road calls for his wife who is running with him - shes SO much younger than me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - who screams for her dad - yes he's running too - and they each take an arm and run with A2b as fast as they could back to the pub.
You wont believe this..HE .. WON the race!
hahaha blood dripping & all. Got 3 stitches as well.
Now, that should be the end of the story,, but no NOT THIS FAMILY....... just like his brother he refused to acknowledge he may need to take care and slow down for a few days ... insisted he stay on holiday on the island .... then he slipped due to being 'dizzy' - who'd have thought <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - and broke his right collarbone.
And I thought we only had ONE, ok LM is TWO, son is THREE, now FOUR!!
his wife - asked me if it was a regressive gene and if we could do anything about it..NUH!!!
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Here is the latest installment from trip journal. AW, sounds like you have your hands full. Just think, those same genes make up half of Mikey!
SABBATH MORNING, WHILE GP GETS READY FOR CHURCH......................
Today while I wait, I'll be writing the complete history of the Roman empire. The last I looked he was in there on the bed, sitting with his clothes in his lap. Maybe he's waiting for lightning to strike. "Here I am, Daddy. Thundering, too, just for you!" (All that unaccustomed food has an unsurprising, if unfortunate, side effect. OtherSusan the Flatulent. It's the people that stand around NEXT to me that are the stupid ones now.) Not that this will have any effect upon the enthusiasm I'll be bringing to all these meals, you understand. I assume all middle-aged women with weak sphincters develop coping mechanisms of one sort or another. Mine is to feign deafness and keep walking REALLY fast. The fast walking part may prove difficult on the dinner cruise tonight, given the confines of a catamaran. Let's just hope the trade winds are brisk. Your dad's computer has no emoticons. I'm finding out it's much harder to do this without them than I thought it would be. I miss my little emotional crutchicons.
Your dad and I usually only ride together to and from church. I'd forgotten what it's like to travel with Marvin the Maniac, but it's all coming back to me...at rather high speeds, too. I don't think he was made to drive on highways where the freeway speed is 45 mph. I don't expect any of you EVER AGAIN to talk about how fast I drive. My driving leaves the slime trail of a snail compared to your dad's. It wouldn't be so bad if I could read a book and pretend that I'm somewhere else, but he expects me to be looking out the window and warning him ahead of time that the street he's supposed to turn on is coming up. Yes, it is coming up. At Warp 9 speed, too, and how am I supposed to read THAT in time to give sufficient warning. "Commander, we seem to have overshot the Andromeda galaxy and will have to reverse course at this time." "Overshot the galaxy? How did that happen? How can you overshoot a whole galaxy? And why didn't anybody tell me before it was too late?" "A thousand pardons, Excellency. I would've told you, but I don't speak Warp 9."
Good food last night. I tried to tell your dad that there was fish in the sushi. He said it looked like pink food coloring to him. Right, fish colored pink with food coloring. I stuck with the corn shushis (2, or was it 3?) and when they were divvying up the leftovers so that they wouldn't have to get tossed, managed to "rescue" the last 3 on the platter. Plus some truly excellent potato salad, and some Oriental noodle stuff. It's going to be breakfast as soon as I quit typing...which, now that I've started talking about food, will be very shortly. There was a Chinese gentleman there who works in the entertainment industry. He says if you watch The Wedding Singer, you can see his back (I assume that means the long black ponytail) and his profile. He entertained everybody with Chinese massage, including your dad, and then went on to somebody else without so much as touching my poor destroyed neck. I scowled at your dad, and he laughed. However, later he came back and rubbed my neck for quite awhile, focusing on sore spots I didn't even know I had. I was VERY entertained. By the time he finally worked his way over to the side with the whiplash injury, his ride wanted to take him home. I'm hoping he's feeling therapeutic on the cruise tonight, too.
I hear the food in fridge. It's calling my name."OtherSusan the Voracious, where ARE you?" And you all know I can never resist a question! I'd tell you good-bye but it's rude to talk with my mouth this full.
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Now THAT is what I call a holiday!!!
Food AND a massage!!
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Thats for t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L - You made me laugh so hard I had tears. What a way to start out a Sunday morning!
AW - Sounds like it definitely runs in the family. Let's hope that it is a recessive gene.
But American men are just as bad. My son's roommate went to a party last weekend, and got beat-up by 3 complete strangers. Yep, that is how we party in California.
Anyway, he looked awful, and I'm kicking myself now because I didn't suggest he go to the doctor. Finally, after a week, he did. His mom insisted. Turned out he has had a concussion all of this time. The only thing he noticed was that his reflexes were real slow.
Bravo t&l,
A great update!!! Driving brings out interesting qualities in people, I think... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My husband developed this habit that is maddening to other drivers. It's very uncomfortable to be in the car with him driving. What he does is that as he is approaching a traffic light that is yellow or red, he puts his car into neutral and coasts forward on existing momentum. Which can be crawlingly slow................................ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
He simply sees no need to expend energy, or gas, or wear and tear on his brakes to simply drive to the intersection that has the yellow or red light.
I'm suprised no one has harmed him yet with the crazed looks, and antics they pull as they go around him. So I always take reading material and sing songs to myself to deal with the stress. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
He's done this for a few years now, however it's now mixed with race car driving now that he has his new car. Hey, at least it's variety! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Edited to add emoticons for t&l's enjoyment!
Oh, btw...
I gathered some more information from my husband regarding, who I'm referring to now as "Miss America". When I'm through rolling my eyes, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> etc...etc...etcccccccccccccccccccccccccccccc I might post about it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
What a wonderful place to come and read. Support, and friendship is such a help in our lives.
Salute to all of you.
SS
Last night I watched a discovery channel program on Hawaii!!!!
I watched out for the rooster and t&l with Grandpa and HP but they didn't show up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
It was actually about hotels, one on each island. 4 star ones too! Very nice.
Guess t&l was somewhere else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
You didn't see the rooster because it was on hiatus. The rest I can't explain. Here is the next installment in the trip journal. Boy am I tired! Maybe after my vacation I'll be around more. Whew!
SUNDAY AM
I was too tired to write anything by the time we got back here. I'm not sure I have enough energy this morning, either,
although I DID sleep through the rooster's morning ritual. Or so your dad claims. I think somebody probably killed it, and
he's just trying to make me think I was sleeping more soundly that I actually can. You KNOW what a light sleeper I am! Your
dad is making up a LOT of stories these days. Last night on the cruise he tried to say he'd seen a porpoise (while I wasn't
looking, of course!). The only thing that was missing from his tale was the sea creature's little playmate and companion, a
yellow-headed blackbird fluttering joyfully above the waves.
It's raining. In CA that would be an end to a day's outdoor excursions...at least for me. Here, it's just a passing cloud,
and if IT doesn't pass, we'll be going someplace else anyway where it won't matter. You kids may or may not remember how
shish kabobs became one of our family's major food groups in the first place, but I had them for the first time when I was a
kid, and the elementary school sold them at the school fairs they had for fundraisers. I always knew that the ones we made,
while excellent examples of dead soys, didn't quite measure up to the original. Yesterday I was enlightened. I will be
bringing home the reciple for the home-made gluten steaks that are the foundation, plus how to make the sauce in which the
steaks are marinated. But the final step, which I never knew before, is that the "real" ones are broiled over an open flame
to give them their crisp outer texture. At least now I know why the shish kabob sticks were often a bit charred on each end.
Well, how was I supposed to know? I thought they were brought at night by the shickabob fairy. Who called them "shickabob"
anyway? Well, tell the shickabob fairy is real, because I met her here and I'm going to see her again today, AND SHE HAS
SHICKABOBS ONLY FOR ME. Haha. Not only that, but in May they have another fundraiser, and I said I'd send her some money so
they could FedEx me an order. Even for me, a trip over here to pick them up my self seems a bit excessive!
Yesterday I saw my teachers from 3rd, 5th, 6th, and 8th grade. Oddly enough, they are much shorter now than they were in the
'50s and '60s. Not nearly as intimidating, either. For a bunch of little Japanese ladies, they were massively skilled in
juvenile crowd control! My old choir/voice teacher has moved back here, too, and is the choir director for the church now. He
was very surprised to see us, and immediately commandeered your dad and me to sing in the choir. That was trippy. Your dad
took some pictures of the potluck for you to see, since I wanted you to experience as much of it with me as possible. Do I
detect expressions of skepticism on your little cyberfaces, my darling children? Would I gloat? You betcha. And for my
enormously finky eldest, I want to say that there was a lovely tray of breaded scallops with tartar sauce, which I saved for
my last bite, AND IT WASN'T EGGPLANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The cruise was interesting. One of the students brought along 3 vegetarian entree things for us. Good thing, because
otherwise we'd have had rice, mashed potatoes, salad, and bread. And really cool drinks. I've got a picture to show you of
our virgin lava flows, which were an ice slush of pineapple, coconut, and strawberry puree to make the red-hot lava. It was
very pretty, and pretty tasty. Our "Hawaiian" entertainer was the whitest lady you could ever hope to see, and old enough to
need longer sleeves on those upper arms, too. Wait till you see the hula dancers with the coconut shell bras. If one of
those puppies had slipped, the whole floor show would've been x-rated. I heard that one of our party got sick and threw up a
little, maybe even at the table, but I missed it, being busy eating at the time. I wasn't seasick at all, but it does feel
odd to have your "solid" foundation rolling back and forth. No wonder sailors walk funny! We saw the inter-island cruise
ship leave port while we were at somebody's house on Pacific Heights. You can see lights from one horizon to the other. It
was gorgeous. I think the cruise thing sounds like fun. You sail from one island to the next during the night hours,
sightsee during the day, and travel again at night. I was told that if you get the cheap rooms (LIKE WE'D HAVE A CHOICE!) you
can do all this travel for $100/day, meals included.
I'm going to eat some breakfast (we've still got party leftovers) so I can build up enough strength to go to my old elemetary
school and buy me some shickabobs. By tonight I will have large bags of li hing powder in my personal possession. I expect to
be treated very nicely, thank you very much. I've also been told that li hing pineapple is even better than li hing mango.
I'll sacrifice myself for you dear little souls, and try it out first. We'll have to see if anything bad happens to me before
I risk any of you. And if dear sweet baby girl asks me again, "Mom, are you sure you're going to fit in your plane seat on
the way back?" I'm going to sit on her and squash her flat.
Oh, yes, the Chinese gentleman is Japanese. Oopsie! You'd think the Japanese last name would've been a tip-off, but not to me! Apparently all my blood was busy in my stomach...digesting food.
Wow, what made this weird format? I did it the same as all the others. Sorry it's so odd, but your GP just came out and told me he was done shaving, and now he was going to wash his face, so it sounds like he's almost ready and I'd better get out of my pj's myself!
I see t&l is having a great time enlarging her ..arrr seating arrangements <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Just think ANOTHER 7000 km and they could come visit and I could show them the wild west <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I could suggest they go to Eco Beach...ever heard of that??
Its outside the Pearling town of Broome..very nice.
Had to evaluate them last week for Awards in the national housing conference.... now I want to reassure you that NO undue influence was forthcoming I didn't enjoy a MOMENT at the place.
Eco Beach 1 Air view Cabin Bedroom Bush spa & massage Jacks creek - fishing & crocs I want to assure you that I was completely professional and was even handed in the best traditions of the public service!
The costs for visitors is $685.00/person 5 nights with Ensuite with ocean front views and include:
• Accommodation
• 4WD Transfers
o Broome to Eco Beach
(depart daily at 7:30am)
o Eco Beach to Broome
(depart daily at 1:30pm)
• Meals (Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner - smorgasbord style and
All meals are served by Jack's Bar & Restaurant overlooking the Indian ocean ...now why does that not surprise me
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> he's even got a bloody bar named after him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Gorgeous!!! Why is it always prettier somewhere else besides home? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm going on slacker status for the next couple of days. AJ is doing terrorism abatement on a ship, so we're probably going to spend the night with him over in the Bay Area.
Today is my doctor's appointment when I might, just might, find out if the Neaklet is a boy or a girl. If I do, I will find some way to send word.
I've been looking at Celtic names. One that really struck me was Meadghbh. I've been trying to think of middle names. Meadghbh Lou, Meadghbh Jane, or perhaps Meadghbh Elizabeth.
Over and out; I shall return.
very cute neak..I like it..but one question ....
isn't that a 'strange' name for a boy!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oan.
I am SO not hungry. I can't even begin to tell you. When Neaksis told me tonight that I was going to have to be rolled down the cargo ramp and dumped out, I almost had to agree with her. Thank my lucky stars for the inventor of elastic. We are a fatter, and much more comfortable, people because of it! My childhood playmates and their husbands are taking us out to dinner tomorrow night--Chinese restaurant--and I'm almost tempted to suggest that we share a can of SlimFast amongst the lot of us!
And then only if I'm hungry. And on the subject of food, I forgot the multi-layered lemon chiffon cake that we had for dessert on the cruise. After dinner we went and sat outside for awhile. Your dad took a picture of me that really is mostly wind blowing up in my muumuu and making it pouf out, but after all the meals I've spent days describing, I bet it wouldn't be hard to convince somebody that was all really me in there!
I have to thank you boys for all the contributions you have made to my unsqueamishness about creepies and crawlies. It stood me in good stead this morning when I was making the bed. I walked around to the side by the wall and there was a 2-1/2" cockroach lying dead on the carpet, all his ugly little cockroach legs protruding stiffly into the air. He's still there, too, by the way. I think your dad's the one who killed him. You kill, you toss. That's MY motto.
Our dinner hostesses tomorrow night are sisters. The middle one lives in CA somewhere, so she'll miss the feast (shudder, shudder!) The oldest sister was my partner in crime when we were kids, although I suppose it would be fairer to say that she got sucked into my crimes. Tommy was my REAL partner, and co-developer, in crime. I'm bringing home a picture of the famous Dr. K, whose brand-new black Cadillac was decorated by the two of us. With sharp rocks. And long scratches. Pictorial exotica by which the boring black shininess of the car was relieved. Joy is the one who, when our parakeet died, helped me bury it in a mayonnaise jar outside Aunt Lillie's window and under her bouganvillea bush. She's also the one who helped me dig it up several months later so we could "see how it was doing." Not too well, as it turned out. Who would ever have guessed (if they hadn't checked) that so much nasty liquid could've come out of such a small bird? We were laughing about this tale a couple of visits back, and her teenage son and daughter were both listening. I wish you could've seen the expressions of horror on their youthful faces as they heard the kinds of things their mother used to do. She's the kindergarten teacher now. How much you want to bet that her juvenile shenanigans with me weren't the best preparation for dealing with small children she could ever have had? Her sister is the 2nd grade teacher now. Several others from my era at the Academy are also elementary teachers there...and I PROMISE you, the teachers who had us didn't look at a single one of them and say, "You're going to teach here some day. I just KNOW it." Metamorphosis, you know. We were all caterpillars then, with nary the hint of a butterfly in sight. How interesting life has turned out to be.
I just read that the new baby's name might be Meadgbgh, or something like that. Let me tell you a little secret, if that's what gets selected, inspiration isn't the only thing that's going to "strike" the new mama. She'd be spelling that stupid thing for clerks, teachers, police officers (when she gets stopped for speeding),etc. for the rest of her natural-born days. "Would that be 'dgbgh' or 'gdgbh' or go-to-h? Oh, never mind the spelling. I don't care. Your name is Sally."
After the cruise Saturday night, one of the class members, who had always been a great favorite of your GP's, came up to him and put his arms around him, kissed him and said, "I love you." GP hugged him back and I stood off to the side all teary-eyed, wondering if this will be the last time he'll ever get to do this. I wonder that a lot on trips like this, but so far he's a Timex watch and just keeps on ticking.
They have got SO many tourist opportunities on this island now. Little towns that were barely names on the map, places where when you attended HMA you had to stay in the dorm because it was too far from home to commute every day, now have stores, shopping centers, boutiques, with LOTS more houses, and LOTS less parking. The dinner cruise people also offer a submarine tour of Waikiki beach (only $79/person, plus tax!). Personally I wouldn't have thought there was much to see underwater around Waikiki except sand and tourist legs, but they allege fish, and shipwrecks, and sunken aircraft. I'm not quite sure how the Atlantis company is creating "new homes for fish" through "impressive reef development activities," buy hey, it's an ad--would these people LIE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Of course these are the same folk whose dinner cruise ad said that "The superior design of the vessel allows it to virtually glide across the water." Tell THAT to the lady from our group who threw up from all that "gliding." They do have special Russian tours of Oaha. Must've been a group on that cruise because there was a van waiting for them when we got of and I read the inscription "Eskoorsee na Rooskom", and was quite pleased with myself that I could still pick it out. I think I'll post this before it gets any more unwieldy and go back to nagging GP to get dressed. "Clothes for sleep? Why are you giving me clothes for sleep in the morning?" "No, Daddy, clothes for TODAY."
[t&l]
I just read that the new baby's name might be Meadgbgh, or something like that.
After the cruise Saturday night, one of the class members, who had always been a great favorite of your GP's, came up to him and put his arms around him, kissed him and said, "I love you." GP hugged him back and I stood off to the side all teary-eyed, wondering if this will be the last time he'll ever get to do this. I wonder that a lot on trips like this, but so far he's a Timex watch and just keeps on ticking.
t&l,
That moment watching GP with the class member is priceless!
People can live entire lives without hearing what GP heard. Life doesn't get any better than that; and how wonderful you and HP were there to share it with him. Beautiful!!
By the way.... how do you pronounce "Meadgbgh"?
Neak, standing by and waiting to hear about the Neaklet!!
I have to thank you boys for all the contributions you have made to my unsqueamishness about creepies and crawlies. It stood me in good stead this morning when I was making the bed. I walked around to the side by the wall and there was a 2-1/2" cockroach lying dead on the carpet, all his ugly little cockroach legs protruding stiffly into the air. He's still there, too, by the way. I think your dad's the one who killed him. You kill, you toss. That's MY motto.
Hey neak,
It could be worse...my H follows the "capture and release program" except he usually forgets to release. If I enter the family room to find a jelly jar turned mouth side down on the floor I know not to turn the blankety blank thing over! Thar's a Critter in thar and IT'S ALIVE!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm still trying to figure out how to pronounce it myself. If it is a boy it will be Meadghbho George.
Are you sure 'George' will like Meadhbh Neak? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Meadhbh is femine in Gaelic and is pronounced 'MAVE'and can be spelt in other forms like Maeve; Medb; Méabh, Marjorie
It is VERY traditional and in Sasanach (Damn English invaders - hey who said we hold grudges its only been 800years <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />) means "she who intoxicates"
Of course by the time he's 10 he'll probably be the best little fighter in the county ..lol
Now if its a George what about "Seoirse" pronounced 'SHIR sheh'..its anglo version is ..well .... George <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
See listening to my dear old Móraí she actually left something in this wooden old head - though I had to email A2's rellies in Ireland to make sure I got pronounciations right after all these years! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I can hardly understand his Great Aunt ... I thought she said on the phone once
' B*tch who stole my little light heart' snicker <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
what she actually said was
'A páiste cuid mo chroí something something A Ghrá mo Chroí'
which is roughly "Light of my heart who is My Heart’s Beloved, My Darling"
its hard to put in English!!
Mmmmmm I like that phrase "My Heart’s Beloved, My Darling" have to keep that one for his nibs " A Ghrá mo Chroí" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Of course having an Aussie accent does not help <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
LOL!!!! Maeve-o George!!! Who'd've thought? He probably would like SHIRsheh better.
All I know after seeing the doc is that it's a little 135 beats a minute. And I am so proud, I have been telling e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e that I only gained 2 1/2 pounds in the last month. (It must all be on my belly.)
I'll tell you all a bit later what I'm doing, but must run for now.
Neak,
Hmmmmmmmm.....I've forgotten, how many weeks are you? I think I gained 2 1/2 lbs a day with my pregnancies!
Congratulations on that small, tiny amount of gain! Your body thanks you for that!
CSue, I will be 20 weeks on Thursday. By my scale, which is wildly inaccurate as far as totals, but which might be able to compare weight gain or loss, I have gained 9 pounds since becoming pregnant. As in, I'm not sure how much exactly I weighed before, and I'm not sure how much I weigh now, but it's nine pounds more than it used to be.
At the end of pregnancy #2 there were some weeks I gained 3+ pounds and got scolded. (The doctor that did my first prenatal care this time is pretty sure I had undiagnosed pregnancy-related diabetes, especially since the Pwintheth was 9 pounds at 10 days early. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />)
Copied from Idiotville: I am soooooooo tired! The whole time Mom has been in Hawaii, my sister has been cracking the whip over me and making me work like you wouldn't believe.
Mom should be getting on the plane any time now, so it's safe to put here what we were doing. We landscaped her flowerbeds in the front yard - weed fabric, bark chips, shrubs, the whole works, and then hauled big rocks from the river for the borders. She pruned the rosebushes, we all weeded around them, I mowed the lawn, the kids picked up and tidied everything out-of-doors, and then we cleaned part of the inside of the house, too, just for kicks.
We also had a nice trip yesterday. I was asleep by 8pm, so it wasn't too hard to get up at 4:30 with AJ and help him get ready for work.
The kids will go to bed early.
Wow,
I thought you were getting a vacation.
It's hard to believe how much you can get done, and you do it when you are not feeling well too. Totally impressed.
Tell AJ you want a raise.
I laughed when you said your sister was the one cracking the whip. I would have thought she would want a rest too.
Hope T&L and her two charges have a nice restful flight this time. Sounds like the trip was a good one (for the most part.)
SS
Apparently it went a bit downhill today, but she has the solution to prevent that next time. (Contained in the email that hasn't been posted yet.)
It was hard not chortling on here before about what we were doing, but she tried to sneak on MB to read really quick early each morning, and I didn't dare.
You would have been even more impressed to see the size of the rocks. ***brag, brag brag*** It was very good for me, though. Physically I have degenerated all year long, and while the first 3 days of slavery almost killed me, by the end I feel very built up for the first time in oh, 10 months or so. Tomorrow or the next day I'll probably go back to the river and start getting rocks for my house. Once started, I'm unstoppable!!!
That was Neaksis' idea of a vacation.
Hey AJ, I want a raise.
Tomorrow or the next day I'll probably go back to the river and start getting rocks for my house. Once started, I'm unstoppable!!!
We built a rock wall on one side of our house. We would gather rocks from all over when we were out traveling. (Volcanic rock - the black stuff.) I think we have rocks from two or three states, and 4 or 5 counties.
Remind me to never get in your way when you are in a hurry.
Hope everyone there is doing well today. It is so good to see you doing better day by day.
SS
Wow, I don't think I have THAT much ambition. Of course, having kids does help. Mine sure looked cute toddling along on little skinny legs, hauling rocks as big as mine.
You probably don't want to be in my way, that is correct, for I am like a bulldozer, albeit a bulldozer that still tires rather quickly. Neaksis, on the other hand, is like trying with outstretched hands to stop a meteor.
We are doing well, and thank you. We are discussing a few difficulties we had, but just in dribbles because AJ has been working so far away. Nothing terrible, just a trigger that we each need to understand a bit more about, and learn the feelings of each other. Opportunities to practice communication...
We are discussing a few difficulties we had, but just in dribbles because AJ has been working so far away. Nothing terrible, just a trigger that we each need to understand a bit more about, and learn the feelings of each other. Opportunities to practice communication...
As you know from your mothers story, communication is important for closeness.
When there is communication, when hearts are shared, when we can speak our mind and have our feelings be important to our mate, we are happier. More than that though, we work through our problems, and we get closer, and closer.
It's trust, as much as it is love. They are so interelated. You can't really love someone whom you fear, or who does things which you fear.
Sometimes we fear the communication itself. We are afraid the outcome will be bad, so we avoid difficult subjects. That never leads to increased love or increased trust.
Very glad you see communication as an opportunity.
SS
Neak,
20 weeks is great! You're not having morning sickness are you still?
I'm so impressed with the surprise you have waiting for t&l! It's so wonderful all the small helpers feel they are part of the surprise too! Your family is very fortunate.
I've been meaning to ask you....did you and AJ ever fill out the EN questionnaires? Reason I ask is that when my husband and I filled them out, we learned so much about ourselves and each other.
My husband in particular had a top EN that he didn't know about consciously, and by bring it to both of our attention, it has helped tremendously. Communication was definitely enhanced as a result!
The LB questionnaire is difficult however. SH had us fill them out, but asked us not to share it at the time. We have yet to review it. Basically SH said if we worked hard on meeting each other's top 5 ENs, we might find that the LBs melted away.
CSue,
How are you doing after the trauma of last week?
I've been thinking about some of the other things you have talked about. Maybe you ought to review the love busters. (grin)
Love busters were the main problem in our M. Needs were being met, but the bank was drained away by the LB's.
BTW, I think you should follow SH's directions, I am just thinking and typing.
I WOULD like to know if you are doing better. Also if you were able to talk to him about it without getting flustered.
SS
Hope T&L and her two charges have a nice restful flight this time.
HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Apparently the Spawn made the return flight with us as well. Fortunately, this time I was awake for the whole flight and reading a book (
War Reporting for Cowards), so it didn't interfere with anything but my disposition. Partway through, its mother walked up the aisle with it screaming bloody murder over her shoulder, and I never saw or heard from it again. I think she tossed it out a window. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I need an extreme fatigue emoticon. It's after midnight and I've still got to drive home from Neak's house, but I'm back and I'm here in one piece, albeit a slightly larger piece than I was when I left. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Since they wanted their work to be a surprise, it's a good thing Neak and Neaksis didn't say anything about what they were doing, because I DID log on every morning early and see what was going on, even if I didn't post. I can't believe the amount of work they did. All I can say is,
I didn't get them nearly enough presents! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
D-day, minus one.................................
Well, your dad is running true to form and becoming annoying one day before the vacation ends!! I use the internet only with permission, and for brief periods of time, generally very early, very late, or when nobody's home. I got permission to use it (to send the email) from the gentleman of the house, apparently at one time the highest-ranking NCO on the island. It's dialup, so it takes a few minutes to log on. It also takes a few minutes to get everybody's email address entered, one of the main reasons being that after every 2 addresses it boots me to the subject line, and I have to erase what I've done and migrate back to the address box...all by scrolling, which I'm not very good at. Give me the good old-fashioned tools every time. (By that I mean a regular mouse, for all of you who were visualizing a carrier pigeon.) I was ready to click on the LAST name in the address box, when the voice of authority was heard from the breakfast table, "You'd better turn that that thing off." I complained (somewhat bitterly, it must be confessed) that I was just ready to be done anyway and telling me I needed to hurry wasn't going to speed things up a bit. I sent the email, logged off, then resumed writing the above paragraph. I was almost done with it when the voice returned, "That's an awfully long address." "I'M OFF THE INTERNET ALREADY. I'VE BEEN OFF FOR FIVE MINUTES!! (There are people who might say I've been "off" for years. We'll just ignore them!) How is it my fault that you can't see me right next to you get up, unplug the computer from the phone, and plug the phone back in?" I think my travelling trip secret from now on, should we ever vacation together again, will be to tell him a departure day, but secretly plan for me to leave ONE DAY BEFORE, so I'm outta there while he's still in a good mood!
EVENING, WHILE GP IS SHAVING.........................
Actually, your dad hadn't even BEGUN to become annoying when I wrote the previous paragraph. I just didn't know it yet. When it was time to leave for the Ala Moana shopping center he decided he didn't want to go and "would just stay home." Naturally this put a kink in whatever sightseeing I would like to have done on that side of the island, so I was initially extremely peeved. However, I've come to the conclusion that, although I think it's stupid to spend a whole day in Hawaii sitting on the couch, it was really just as well that he didn't go. I hate to shop. Love to spend money, but hate to shop. In stores. I like catalogue shopping and internet stuff. Point and click. That's me. But to have had to drag him (protesting the trip, and prodding the shopper) through Hilo Hattie's and Long's, when I already didn't like being there myself...well, that would've been even less fun than it was already. Besides, I think your GP liked it being the 2 of us, since he could walk along beside me and talk, instead of following behind like Honorable Chinese Wife. We ate lunch at TacoBellPizzaHut and since there were only 6 seats for customers in the whole place, I had your GP wait right next to the chairs soon-to-be-vacated by a father and his young daughter. After we had taken their places, and finished our lunch, we were walking along the sidewalk when I noticed the seat of my pants felt very damp. I have wondered ever since just what that little girl did in the seat before I sat there, but have been afraid to sniff my jeans for fear I'll find out!
The food fair was incredible. Plus there were a lot of people I knew, including my 4th grade teacher, who recognized me immediately. I'm not sure why. I wasn't misbehaving at the time, and I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only 4th-grader with wrinkles, fat, and gray hair, but she pegged me without missing a beat. Kinda scary. We had barbecue sticks (for which I am bringing home the recipe, and which I expect to be used soon...and often!), corn dogs, pie, smoothies, and afterwards we stopped by the Dole Pineapple plantation for "dessert." Would you believe I actually went through Haleiwa and passed by the shaved ice stand without making a purchase because I DIDN'T CARE?!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so disappointed your dad didn't bring the camera along to tonight's meal. Sorry, but I guess you won't get to look at this one, but you can kinda get an idea about it byseeing my profile when I get home.
Well, it sounds like GP is done. How oddly expeditious of him to be finished so soon. I wonder if he got both sides of his face. I'm pretty much packed, so will sign off on this journal for now and rejoin you all soon from the other side of the Big Pond. Aloha oe.
How bad is this when I have to fly all the way across the ocean (and boy, are my arms tired! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) and post my own emails! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oops, I did it again. I am only 19 weeks. I keep losing track and adding on another week half way through the first week. Maybe time is just passing too slowly. ?? I guesss my subconscious figures that way I'll be done in half the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> At any rate, I feel super, especially after a week of the Neaksis Fitness Program.
Last night was funny. She didn't notice anything when we drove up, except that walking back and forth to carry the suitcases in the side door she saw that the woodpile had been neatly restacked and the porch was clean and swept. She didn't see the rest until she backed the car around to take me home, and her headlights swept the front yard. Just as Neaksis suspected, the pruned rosebushes caught her attention first, then the mowed lawn, then the weeded, fabricked, sculpted, and rocked flower bed. "Did you guys even go home while I was gone?"
What is actually more exciting to me than how nice Mom's house looks now, is that I know how to do all the cool stuff I've wished I could do to make my house look nice. I will have to take before and after pictures.
Thanks for reminding me about the EN ?naire. I had printed it out for AJ during the A, fully understanding that he would never do it and it was only for the gesture value. Since then it has flitted through my mind a few times that it was time, but never when I could do something about it. And of course I had always forgotten by the time I could. It would be very helpful to me to see where things stand now, and likely he would find it a useful tool, too.
Well, it's supposed to rain, so I'd better go batten down the hatches.
She didn't notice anything when we drove up, except that walking back and forth to carry the suitcases in the side door she saw that the woodpile had been neatly restacked and the porch was clean and swept.
No, first I immediately noticed that the 2 flower pots were back to sitting on either side of the the steps, and once I got close enough to them, I also noticed that the flowers looked both livelier and more plentiful than when I left (as in it wasn't just those scraggly snapdragon leftovers, and the new plants had actual green leaves and blossoms). At the same time, I also noticed that the shingles left over from roofing were no longer strewn around the ground under the work area. I vaguely noted that the porch looked swept around the door, but until I looked out towards the yard, hunting for the door mat, I didn't realize that the whole thing was clean. I didn't see the woodpile till later (it was dark) on another trip out for a suitcase. They worked VERY hard, including Neak's little ones. Neaksis' kids are in regular school during the day, so they didn't "get" to help. Frankly, I think 3 little kids "helping" on a job like that is about as much assistance as any adult could possibly need. Possibly more.
They actually don't know the full extent of what they've done for me, since nobody really knows how very badly I always
hate leaving for work every evening and coming back every morning to the weeds, and debris, and sad flower beds, and scraggly lawn...but there's nothing I can do about it so I just try and pretend it doesn't exist. And now it doesn't! How cool.......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Thank you very much, girls, for your wonderful idea, and for your generous, diligent effort, without which your wonderful idea would've been just a, well, an
idea--and as busy as I am, even
I can get those!!!!!!!!!!
So many jobs to do today before I have to leave for work, not the least of which is balance the checkbook...which shouldn't be hard because I think it's empty! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. And I only gained 2 pounds. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> In 6 days. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Extrapolate that over a year, and it makes about 100 pounds, doesn't it? Good thing the visit was short. Or else I need to live in a culture where fat is a sign of beauty, as well as an indication of prosperity. I should be so lucky! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
CSue,
How are you doing after the trauma of last week?
I've been thinking about some of the other things you have talked about. Maybe you ought to review the love busters. (grin)
Love busters were the main problem in our M. Needs were being met, but the bank was drained away by the LB's.
BTW, I think you should follow SH's directions, I am just thinking and typing.
I WOULD like to know if you are doing better. Also if you were able to talk to him about it without getting flustered.
SS
SS, so much to say.....but I'm trying to practice "self-control"! One of the gifts I received from all I learned during the process of recovery, is how to cope without harming others. Through journaling, (2 l's or 1 l? in journaling), practicing journalling...can't decide which looks right!
Through WRITING in a journal - I can dump garbage heaps of emotional baggage, and not harm another soul! In addition, I walk 3 miles everyday, and on certain days I can really move with great energy. My coping skills are greatly improved. God has blessed me in this way!!!
What I found out a few days ago, when I could bring myself to ask peacefully was whether or not he noticed Miss America, before she appeared before us with her breathy "Hi".
And his answer was "Yes". That answer brought on a whole NEW need to exercise my coping skills. Talk about triggers!! This is a good one. You see I know exactly what happened now.
She was responding to him. He started it when he noticed her. What is so irritating to me is that this is old bad habit stuff that he was supposed to stop, and had stopped. In perspective, let's call it "slippage", back into old habits.
His habits were such that they extended by several months our coaching with SH as SH taught my husband what bad ideas they were. Mostly due to immature junior schoolish locker room junk. SH basically told my H to GROW UP!
It was my anger at suspecting this is what happened that set me on my 1 day rampage! What he does is, oh this is hard to describe because the words will sound like I'm exaggerating....but I'm not - it's almost like out of a movie how my husband "checks-out" women he finds attractive.
I've been with him plenty of times when he's done this. And it feels REALLY disrespectful of me! The object of his intensity NEVER fails to notice him, noticing her.
So Miss America's response is what I've seen in the past. Added to the situation is that "How could I be so clueless, this was going on, you ask?"
Big surprise to me too.....here's my insight to that. I was relaxed enough not to notice....because a couple of things. I am not so hyper-vigilent like I was for the 1st year after d-day. 2ndly...following church services, I am usually in a peaceful meditative state that is probably introspective - I'm simply living in my own head reflecting about the service, basically I'm checked out of reality for the time being. If I'm really lucky I can stay this way all day - it's a great feeling.
So it was in that state of mind I felt so rudely jolted out, when she purred by with her "Hi". I guess you could say, in a sense I was at an especially vulnernable state.
One of the most important things I learned from SH during coaching, was how NOT to blow my husband out of the saddle when mistakes are made. SH is very clear to hold people responsible for their behavior regardless of the circumstances. Bad behavior by one party, does not give the other party a free pass to act badly in response.
And....I was a slow learner on this one. So, although slow - I learned well. To answer your question, we haven't discussed it, because it hasn't been safe for me to trust myself not to blow him out of the saddle...
But I have learned patience - so I will know when the time is right, and we'll have a civilized discussion about it. What I plan to do is suggest we pull out his recovery plan that he wrote under SH's guidance and review it. BElieve me...this type issue is in the recovery plan...and I'll take it from there.
I'll be back in a minute to post more...
SS,
Interesting in your case that the LB's were the source of the main problem. Did you and your wife do the LB questionnaire, and review them with each other?
To continue....
My husband had a boatload of bad habits when it came to dealing with other women. His recovery plan covered them all. It's interesting, because I became aware of his bad habits while we were dating, and they continued thoughout our marriage. It's just that prior to d-day, because I trusted him so blindly/completely I didn't let them bother me.
Whew that changed after d-day. I have ZERO tolerance for any of that stuff now. And he had to agree to stop immediately, once and for all, forever - before I would agree to continue our relationship. To give the man credit, he met ALL my expectations regarding what he needed to do.
It wasn't easy because they were lifelong habits, well since middle school I would say. But he agreed after talking with SH that they were bad ideas.
SH also said we should review the recovery plan every so often as a reminder. It's probably been at least 6-9 months since we've done that. Wake up call for me to pull it out every 6 months regardless.
Which brings me to Neak's situation. It's what brought the EN questionnaire stuff back to mind. When we did our EN questionnaire, we learned some interesting stuff.
Not surprising to SH however to learn that my #1 EN was Honesty & Openness. He said that is practically always the case with BSs. He has you list in priority your top #5 ENs, and asks that each person becomes and EXPERT at meeting their mates top ENs. That's what creates the warm feelings for the other person that leads to romantic love.
A surprising top EN of my husbands turned out to be "Admiration". He really NEEDS to be admired. This is not one of the more admirable ENs by the way, so my husband was a bit embarrassed about it. He was pretty predictable about the rest, I'll let you know what they are when I look them up. I reallly SHOULD know without looking - that's how far I've slipped. I could guess, but won't.
So Neak, it's very enlightening to know the top #5 ENs of AJ. Because it does make a difference, and the questionnaire leads you to learn HOW to meet the top ENs, because a common mistake is to meet them how YOU think they should be met and it doesn't work that way.
You have to learn how to meet them the way HE wants them to be met. You'll be amazed to learn how different that might be compared to what you think.
And AJ needs to learn the same about you. It sort of follows what I've heard people say about "Love" Languages.
If your mate's love language is "French" for instance...and you're speaking "Spanish" - well then it's not working very effectively is it?
I've wanted to get that book, and also the Love Languages for CHildren book. A healthy family should KNOW that stuff, shouldnt' they?
So as you all can see, this incident has scraped up all kinds of garbage....and being the opportunist I am...I plan to turn it into a positive. And learn what God's lesson for me is, in all of this. Because that's why it's happened...there's a lesson for me here. And one for my husband if he chooses to see it that way. And he should, if I can refrain from blowing him out of the saddle.
I had no intention of going into all this detail - sorry about that, I must have needed to!
Thanks for being here everyone! Now back to t&l's trip home!!!!
Neak,
19 weeks huh!
39 weeks is term right t&l? So Neak you're at the 1/2 way mark! Do you tend to run early or late? As far as I'm concerned once I was at 39 weeks, the sooner the better.
Except for the idea my husband had to try and force delivery of my 1st son so he could get a full year's tax break!
Instead, it was sooooooooooooooo uncomfortable what they were trying to do to accomplish this that I decided we could all wait! My son was born January 8th....Elvis's birthday instead.
Bad idea to massage the cervix, at least in my opinion. I'm trying to think of the equivelent of that for a man so you guys can understand.....t&l help me here!!!! There must be something that comes to mind in your opinion.
They worked VERY hard, including Neak's little ones. Neaksis' kids are in regular school during the day, so they didn't "get" to help. Frankly, I think 3 little kids "helping" on a job like that is about as much assistance as any adult could possibly need. Possibly more.
They actually don't know the full extent of what they've done for me, since nobody really knows how very badly I always hate leaving for work every evening and coming back every morning to the weeds, and debris, and sad flower beds, and scraggly lawn...but there's nothing I can do about it so I just try and pretend it doesn't exist. And now it doesn't! How cool.......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Thank you very much, girls, for your wonderful idea, and for your generous, diligent effort, without which your wonderful idea would've been just a, well, an idea--and as busy as I am, even I can get those!!!!!!!!!!
t&l,
The most priceless part of this will be the looks on Neak's kid's faces when they see/hear how much you enjoy your new yard! How fun that they got to be a part of the surprise.
It shouldn't be tooooo difficult to encourage them to weed, etc since they feel a sense of ownership of the new look!
Neaksis....you did very, very good!
t&l,
Since I'm on a posting frenzy.....let me just say that 2 lbs in 6 days doesn't sound too bad really. If you're like me it will take longer than 6 days to remove those 2 lbs...
So don't forget how enjoyable it was to gain them during the losing them process!!!
Ok, I think I'm done with my posting marathon....didnt' someone once say they couldn't get a word in edgewise????
I think it wa JLS....sigh, my sons envy my typing speed!!!
I'm not sure about a comparable experience to "massaging the cervix." Who does it anyway, how, and with what? Maybe you'd better not answer that. I don't want the feminine hygiene products to be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />.
However, for labor pain, a comparable sensation to describe to a man is what I will usually tell an unsympathetic or unsupportive father, "You know what? When we're done with her, I'm going to spend the next 12 hours pulling a presto log out of YOUR penis, and then we'll see what kind of noises you make!"
Also, before I go and tackle the laundry, let me say that you're making me very, VERY nervous with this ENs questionnaire, blahblahblah. Why am I nervous, you ask? Because youre making me curious, that's why...and you know what that did to the cat! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
CSue,
I have this long post for you starting to form in my head, but I'm too tired to type it tonight.
Thanks for the information, it helps a lot. I see some things that I didn't know before. Talk to you tomorrow ( I hope.)
SS
7didnt' someone once say they couldn't get a word in edgewise???? I think it was JLS
So where was she? I didn't see anybody trying to take advantage of all those available "edges" while I was cut down to minutes of internet access daily? The Wordy Wonder has returned. Edge as you can! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm not stopping you. Even
I have to take a breath occasionally! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I guess tomorrow I'll tell you how we came thisclose to missing the plane, and it wasn't even our fault, but I had some very nerve-wracking moments at the very end, and one crabby HP to enhance the ambience of the moment. Aloha dwindled right there at the end, but when the plane left, we were at least on it...and in MY book, that's a success! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Thanks AD. I saw you made it to the Atlanta get-together, although we didn't log on soon enough to see everybody's picture so I guess we missed your visual. Glad you had a good time. When's the trip out West to see SS? So much adventuring for you. I think this is a good thing, and helps you shuck off some of the stress of the past months.
t&l
Tell CSue that SDA's don't really live longer. IT JUST SEEMS THAT WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HeeeeHeeeee! Surely that is not a reflection of the company you're currently keeping!!!
Certainly not! Whatever would make you suspect such a thing? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Just because I'm vacationing in dog years, could not POSSIBLY mean
anything whatsoever derogatory about my companions! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> How shocking that you would even suggest it'! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I just wanted to say that neak & neaksis job on the house was pretty wonderful to see happen when she told us about it. The weeding, the planting and trimming its was like WOW!! What a team!!
NOW thats love!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You two girls need a mug of hot Lintz chocolate & marshmellows with a dusting of 70% cocoa choc as a reward.
I volunteer to make it for you ...you can trust me. I'm a public servant, chocolate has no hold over me, I can resist its siren call, turn my face from temptation, have faith, you'll get your hot chocolate ........ eventually ..someone has licked the tin clean of Lintz swiss chocolate powder..
'cuse ...... repeating on me - now where were ,we?
Ah yes the new chocolate...I won't be long just popping out to the importers ..be right back. Hot chocolate on the way
t&l you are lucky as are they to have you!! Blessed in fact if I may say so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, is that Swiss cocoa I smell on your breath?
NOW thats love!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You have no idea. Yesterday I got dragged along on another rock-collecting run, this time for Neak's house. The place from which they've been hauling boulders has something hidden, but veryVERY
VERY dead right close by, and from the smell of the area you'd think you were working right inside the cadaver. Yec-c-c-c-ch.
I don't even love me that much! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Blessed in fact if I may say so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You certainly may, and I wholeheartedly agree with you that they are two of my absolutely greatest blessings. I'd say "greatest" but I don't want to hurt their brothers' feelings, even in absentia. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I would be lost without them, if considerably richer, both in cash and in the number of small, energetic, active, lonely children I'd inherit along with their mothers' life insurance payouts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> May they live long and prosper! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I have been questioned more than once, and occasionally criticized, because I work so much while my daughters stay home with kids (both old and young), "And why don't they go out and get jobs, too?" This is why. Because they HAVE jobs. What they do is
work, pure and simple. It doesn't pay any money, more's the pity, but it's hard labor nevertheless, and they do everything they can to help me out while I'm helping them. We're a team, and when you've got a team, not everybody plays the same position, do they? Not everybody's a pitcher, but if everybody tried to catch instead, who would throw? And if there were no outfielders, there'd be lots more home runs from all those high fly balls; but if everybody were in the outfield, the absence of infielders/shortstops would mean that bunting would be the thing to do if you wanted to get on base. I am so grateful for these girls, and have great admiration for them both as I see the faithfulness they bring to some extremely difficult responsibilities. I often think that, of the 3 of us, I have the easiest job--more boring, yes, and I get tired of doing it--but at least my life's got greater consistency, fewer surprises, and a regular, non-disrupted schedule. Now if they can just figure out a way to get rid of the derelict, excuse me,
heirloom truck of HP's long-deceased father, which we've had sitting alongside every house we've every owned for the last 34 years, so he can "restore" it for his brother.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I feel a little better about the weeding after last night, when HP told me that a rototiller was involved, even if the only reason he mentioned it was to complain that it had been left in the dining room long enough for him to find it there when he got home. I thought they'd dug everything up by hand <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />, and was afraid I was going to have to sell a kidney or something to be able to afford sufficient gifts for the two of them, but as long as they used
machinery... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Whew!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Start shopping around for buyers. That little hummingbird could no more have dug up those flower beds than a hunter could bring down an elephant with a toothpick spear. I did the tilling - really more like soil fluffing - AFTER my partner in crime had pitchforked it all by hand, weeded it (with the children's ?help?), and removed all the standard and Bermuda grass. How much are kidneys going for these days, anyway?
GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Anybody wanna buy a kidney? Two? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Although as soon as I locate my toothpick spear, I'm going on safari, and once I bring you those elephant steaks, the poor rototiller is expecting an apology for being called a "hummingbird." And I'm going to quit trying to market my kidneys! They're overused anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I could try selling sphincters, but not to THIS crowd. They've heard too much about them to be fooled into thinking purchasing any of mine would be an upgrade! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l doesn't always do evenings, either! OK, we'll try this as a starter. I've grown old and gray waiting for 5 pictures to transfer to Yahoo photos, and don't feel like trying any more at this point. Oh, wait, I was
already old and gray. Well, I'm older and grayer now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Hope y'all don't have dialup! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, I give up. I've tried 3 times to upload the picture entitled "what 3 people got for $40 per night," and after it goes through the whole interminable process, it says nothing was uploaded. I did it the exact same way I did the ones which worked, and the picture (with the appropriate title) is visible in the folder, so I haven't the faintest ghost of the hint of a clue what's wrong. Guess I'll take it over to Neak eventually and let her try, but will put the other 3 pictures of our house on now for you to see. The lady doesn't only rent to SDAs, although there is a No Smoking sign at the entrance to the house. Great deal, as you shall see.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and this for GP You can see, next to GP's bed, the corner of the king-sized bed (SHE knows how people eat over there!), with their crocheted bedspreads. After making
one crocheted blanket for each boy when they were children, and never really crocheting much again, I don't know whether to be in awe of her industry or her folly! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> When I followed up with the girls' blankets, they got Care Bear quilts, machine-sewed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
and a living room and a kitchen, dining room, and bathroom I should've tried to get adopted, that's what I should've done!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who is now definitely, absolutely, positively, immediately turning off the computer and getting to work around the house before it's time to leave for employment (and possibly, if I'm unfortunate) work.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
OK, what the heck happened to everybody? I've been busily quiet here for the last day, leaving an "edgewise" you could drive a
tank through, and what do I hear? An familiarly-eerie silence, that's what! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I didn't know Clam was
contagious!
Or maybe you're all hiding because you're worried about this? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l feigning deafness and walking very fast <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Tired but still happy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I've been very very busy which is very good. But I've read every single update and detail of the trip. I can see you had a busy time, I even looked for you in a discovery channel show on Hawaii!
But I am waiting for the impressions you bring of the trip and the novel experience of going on holidays with HP to your hometown. What were his few words about the trip?
We may even spend pages and pages trying to wring different interpretations of them once you post them! That would be fun!
Anyway, I like the pictures in our family album. We should all get together over there next year!
What were his few words about the trip?
Oh, he was EFFUSIVE in his enthusiasm! He said, "I'm never coming back here again if we bring anything more than carry-on luggage." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Of course, this was after he'd hauled the suitcases around to 5 different places before we could finally ditch them. I'll have to tell you how we almost missed the plane, but I'm due to be at a grandkids' school performance in 2 hrs. It's a 20 minute drive, and I haven't slept yet. So, prioritizing (as you know I ALWAYS do!), it will be naptime first, Dr. Pepper 2nd, program 3rd, and chewing the trip cud after that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We should all get together over there next year!
What a great idea! I know lots of places to eat! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We may even spend pages and pages trying to wring different interpretations of them once you post them! That would be fun!
If you can wring pages of analysis out of
that, I take my cyberhat off to you, and bow in respectful admiration! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Glad you like the pictures. It's not the most flattering family album, I guess, as photos go, but they amuse
me... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, signing off
I'm here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Tired but still happy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm so glad to hear it. Keep up the good work, or as those military types say, "Carry on!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
They amuse me too!
now let methinkabout the clam translations for a while...
have fun
I'm only a teeny bit here, and I have to go now.
I enjoy the photos too.
I have been wondering if you feel the trip was good overall, or bad overall, and what elements add up to that judgement.
You know, +++ and - - - .
Get some sleep, it seems to be helpful.
Hi CC.
SS
Hi SS! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
My mind is already thinking of interpretations of HP's assessment of the trip, while we wait for t&l's.
I'm thinking he means to go back again! After allwhy would he say he would never o again IF...
What do you think?
Those were wonderful pictures Th.
I lived vicariously through all your slides. What a nice looking group of people. Somebody is a photographer in your family. I absolutely adore the picture of the little girl with flowers in her hair.
Your vacation does Not resemeble any of my vacations spent with w/h.
In order for us to start a vacation, we have to have world war III blow up, then we work our way to finally getting to the point of packing our stuff, then xwh has to grumble about the way I put things in the car, he then repacks the car, mutters under his breath, and then we all finally jump in the car and it takes a mile or so before he can relax and start to enjoy himself.
No wonder we have had only a few vacations in our 26 years together.
Hi t&l
been busy with Mikey for a little while, then been doing my Family history for a bit of fun - I thought <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - and for the kids one day.
Been doing A2's side tonight ...... pretty short .... KIA or died of injuries... I think we can skip THAT particular family tradition thankyou very much.
I went back to end of Boer War so far .... crikey what do the men do on his side??? stand up and hold signs ?????
Also found out they usually married later in life than most others as well. 30's to 40's which was not the norm back then.
I've exhausted my knowledge so its back to A2's Aunt to try & get family history which is all in her head & family papers. They also were not good at keeping records or writing to their wives ..... mmmmm inherited behaviour perhaps?
On a side note..A2 got his family crest sent to him this week ... official motto is " Y Cyfiawn hy Megis llew"
which means .... sorta 'righteous & bold as the Lion' ..
I suspect that means his family was bigger and better thieves than the clan next door way back when.. lol
I think he'll be very amused. He'll probably boast he came from the biggest bunch of thieves in Ireland... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
MAybe we shouldn't encourage him ..he usually doesn't need any encouragement. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Anyway I liked the photos of the house..what about the new garden??? Mmmm???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Are you back at work yet? I'm holding out for tomorrows lotto draw...$19m ..now thats a retirement plan I could handle <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
There are four photographers in the immediate family.
Dad dabbles, but dabbles very well. I would call him a skilled hobbyist.
I worked my way through college with photography, working in a very specialized studio doing all sorts of custom work. Someday I will have a nice camera again, but kids are so expensive! In the meantime I borrow from time to time.
Brother #2, Flard, has taken quite a few classes, but not as many as me. I can't get too puffed up, because he has had photos published, even if it was in boring old textbooks and a reptile magazine. (Did that sound too jealous? Oops.)
Neaksis is really into portraiture, and takes gorgeous B&W photos of little kids dressed up in old-fashioned stuff. She has been too busy to do much of that recently, but hasn't lost her touch. She is the creator of the darling fairy pictures of the most byootiful little girl in the world. (In case you couldn't tell, I made the little girl.)
The Dervish is unusually docile today. His temp must have spiked, because he has spent the last hour quietly lying on the couch, drifting in and out of consciousness. He's going to be a real riot at the school program.
Grandpa was probably up most of the night. Somebody must have messed with his TV shutter-offer, because it was still blaring at midnight, but I was too tired to get up and make him go to bed.
There are four photographers in the immediate family.
(In case you couldn't tell, I made the little girl.)
Aww! She is just precious. You come from a great pool of photographers.
Me, I take pictures mostly of my fingers, floor, half a person, etc........ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hey everyone!
Been busy, sorry I haven't had a chance to look at the pics.
SS, I'm interested in your perspective on my situation, when you have time. I have plenty of patience!!!
t&l,
I love how your family operates! One big family team! A great culture! I'm going to remember that when I get together with mine in a few weeks.
We can't all be nurses can we??? Every family needs one, however!!
I'll take a look at the pics when I have a minute!
Hi AW,
You made me laugh.
Mikey is well today, and making sure you get plenty of exercise?
CC, I think it must mean he wants to go back. You are good to notice that. Why else would he say he didn't want to, unless he was considering it. You don't threaten to not do something that you are never going to do anyway.
Hi T&L.
I'm still thinking - and I don't have much time to type today. But I acknowledge I owe you.
CSue,
I still have yours on my mind too. Spent last few days (mostly) out of the office. How are you doing at this point?
SS
I'm thinking he means to go back again!
You thought that, too, huh?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Boy, I sleep for 1 hr. and 15 minutes, and it's like a convention assembled here. I'd stay and frolic but grandmotherly duty (read, "admiration") beckons. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi Neak,
You sound happy today. In fact, you mostly sound happier.
I hope most days are good ones.
SS
Hi Neak sis !
Good Gawd
just woke up again..what time is it? 4.00am
SS missed you AGAIN... time waits for no woman..wheres my botox
Neak, brothers need to be kept in their place - but they never listen to GOOD advice which is what they get from sisters... well me anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Changed Mikey..pheeeeeeeew ,,,might try for a few hours sleep before DS gets home from night clubbing.
Can't remember who he went out with , karen, or Carol or Kelly or something .. never can keep up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
All I know is she had rings in her nose and tongue and ,, well places I'm not going to speculate on I expect. His sister will pump him tomorrow for info... she says he looks so unhappy without one steady girl ... and all he does is complains that the women in this family want to run his life..... his Aunt Mandy says well someone has to don't they?
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Men ..no sense of humour I tell you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
night night all..again
Hi SS,
I am happier overall, and I haven't forgotten that I have more comments to make about that - quite a few, actually. It has been a long, busy week or two.
Last night I had a little bit of spotting after a day of hard work, so I will be taking it easier for a bit. Hopefully that will give me more time. I am going to limit myself to light housework for a couple of days. ***tinkling, insincere laugh*** Around here there is no truly light housework, but it's all relative. Perhaps lighter would be more accurate.
Yesterday at work AJ had a bit of a scare when a familiar type of vehicle pulled into the parking lot of the store, driven by a long-haired brunette with big sunglasses. He hid till he could make sure it wasn't...anyone.
I was very happy he told me, and very happy he felt that way. During the first abortive recovery, it didn't remotely occur to him to avoid even the smell of her, i.e. driving past her house on the way someplace. It is good to see even the little evidences that his thinking has changed.
AW: they never listen to GOOD advice
Brothers....the same the world over. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish is still asleep and toasty. He will not be happy to wake up and find he missed the hot lunch.
The Dervish is still asleep and toasty. He will not be happy to wake up and find he missed the hot lunch.
If he wants it hot, put salsa on it. That'l teach him to complain. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS
Oh, and about housework.
All you gals work too hard. I wish it were different, but I am glad you are willing. We men would do well to be more thankful, and express it more often.
My W is one of my greatest blessings (right there with "help from God.") and I tell her daily. I wouldn't want her to think I was taking her for granted. I don't think God would like it if I took her for granted.
May all of you know how valueable you are, may you know your worth - which is priceless. May it show in the smiles on your faces .........more often than it has been.
SS
I am going to have to get that nice tribute printed on a T-shirt to wear when I have to do housework and don't want to. Ok, let's be honest. That would be most of the time.
If the truth were known, I would rather not go out to work lots of days either.
I think playing with the grand kids, and reading books would be nice.
Ha, like there was any chance of that in the next 15 years.
Neak, that's why they call it "work."
SS
CSue,
I'm going to do this from my POV. Remember, I am NOT an expert, so you are getting my opinion. At least, it may give you some things to think about.
SS, so much to say.....but I'm trying to practice "self-control"! One of the gifts I received from all I learned during the process of recovery, is how to cope without harming others. Through journaling, (2 l's or 1 l? in journaling), practicing journalling...can't decide which looks right!
Through WRITING in a journal - I can dump garbage heaps of emotional baggage, and not harm another soul! In addition, I walk 3 miles everyday, and on certain days I can really move with great energy. My coping skills are greatly improved. God has blessed me in this way!!!
Trying to practice
If you read Pep's thread on "if your spouse says they will try" you would have an idea of my next question. Are you succeeding? Does your H think you are succeeding? Do your boys think so?
These are not inflammatory questions, I want to know where you are. Angry outbursts were one of my problems. My W didn't want to be around me when I was like that. She wanted peace.
What I wanted, was to be understood - and considered in her decisions. If I felt I was ignored, of that my feelings were not considered, I was angry.
As you already know, no one wants to listen to an AO, so she would tune me out. I could tell I was being ignored, I would get even more angry.
The other thing I learned, was that you don't just hold it in. You find ways to discuss it that are respectful. If you just hold it in, you are delaying the reaction, but the bad feelings are still there, growing. That's why I asked you if you found a way to talk to him about it.
Unless he is crazy, he cares about your feelings. He may have bad habits, and he may get a thrill from women noticing him, but he wants to give the habit up, and he wants you to know you are his first and only priority. You help him cope when you discuss your feelings to him, and you give him strength to improve.
The simple example is teaching your child to walk. You hold out your hands, and you call to them. When they take those few steps, you tell them over and over what a good job they did.
We can call this admiration, and I saw your comment about it not being a desirable need, but think how long it would take that same child to learn if you sat and read the paper while they looked up to you for help, and comfort. All of have the need to know if our actions are pleasing to our spouse. (and others) T&L has (with God's aid) mostly recovered from being married to the clam, but it hurt her badly, and the damage was deep. It will be years before she understands how it is intertwined into her life, and affected her relationships with those around her. Some of that understanding may only come in the next life.
So, anyway, your H can function with out it, but the learning, and habit changes will come so much more quickly if you give that admiration to him - and if you continue to communicate your feelings when you are hurt. He needs both, but the people in education tell us that positive reinforcement works better than "the floggings will continue until morale improves."
Do you feel there is balance there - between praise when he does well, and sadness when he does not?
What I found out a few days ago, when I could bring myself to ask peacefully was whether or not he noticed Miss America, before she appeared before us with her breathy "Hi".
And his answer was "Yes". That answer brought on a whole NEW need to exercise my coping skills. Talk about triggers!! This is a good one. You see I know exactly what happened now.
She was responding to him. He started it when he noticed her. What is so irritating to me is that this is old bad habit stuff that he was supposed to stop, and had stopped. In perspective, let's call it "slippage", back into old habits.
Now, I am not saying it is OK for him to do this. But, you need to know what your boundaries are, AND WHAT YOU WILL DO WHEN THEY ARE BROKEN. Many set the boundaries, but don't have a clue what to do when the line is crossed. I hope Steve worked with you on this part of it.
Much like you, I had good reason for getting angry. It's just that AO's don't work, so we need to figure out what WILL work and do that instead.
I find that my W really does love me, and cares about my feelings (nearly always.) When we can communicate our feelings, when I meet her needs, so her taker can recede (so she doesn't feel like SHE is getting taken) , and when I don't drain the Love Bank with LB's then she feels like helping me out with my needs, and even my wants.
His habits were such that they extended by several months our coaching with SH as SH taught my husband what bad ideas they were. Mostly due to immature junior schoolish locker room junk. SH basically told my H to GROW UP!
Can I add the above to this other post below? They weren't close together when you posted them.
My husband developed this habit that is maddening to other drivers. It's very uncomfortable to be in the car with him driving. What he does is that as he is approaching a traffic light that is yellow or red, he puts his car into neutral and coasts forward on existing momentum. Which can be crawlingly slow................................
If he were the only driver on the road, this wouldn't even be a topic for discussion. But he is not. What kind of person ignores others to do their own thing like this when it has such a big affect on the other drivers? Why would a husband continue to do this when it caused these kinds of feelings (see below) for his wife?
So I always take reading material and sing songs to myself to deal with the stress.
What does he get out of coasting to the light, that is worth giving his wife this kind of stress to deal with? Why would a man do that?
In my mind, this is a serious indicator of how he sees your feelings. That, or he is just really dense. Either way, it begs for a discussion.
So, my first point is that communication is really important, and yes, if you think SH would approve, perhaps you can talk about Love Busters now.
Early in our marriage there were things about my driving bothered my W. I didn't get it when she would yell, or when she would be sarcastic. I did get it when one day she said "It hurts me that you would continue to drive like that when you know it makes me uncomfortable." I was dense, but that was plain enough for even me to get. If he is the person I hope he is, and if his needs are being met well so that his taker isn't in charge, he will respond by helping you with these things.
If for some reason his taker is in charge, wait for a better time.
It was my anger at suspecting this is what happened that set me on my 1 day rampage! What he does is, oh this is hard to describe because the words will sound like I'm exaggerating....but I'm not - it's almost like out of a movie how my husband "checks-out" women he finds attractive.
I've been with him plenty of times when he's done this. And it feels REALLY disrespectful of me! The object of his intensity NEVER fails to notice him, noticing her.
I would like to spend more time on THIS part, but I am running out of time. Haven't even really gotten to YOUR FEELINGS.
It was good to get the background, because I didn't know what his habits were, so I might have lectured you on AO's. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
As I said, I can see why you would get angry, but AO's don't work. I would guess Steve helped you learn the things that do work, and I won't spend a whole lot of time discussing that part of it.
I am sure you were thinking something along the lines of "He knows better than this, he knows. How can he be doing this again after all we have been through?" These kinds of things are not fun at all, and that is a very big understatement.
So Miss America's response is what I've seen in the past. Added to the situation is that "How could I be so clueless, this was going on, you ask?"
Big surprise to me too.....here's my insight to that. I was relaxed enough not to notice....because a couple of things. I am not so hyper-vigilent like I was for the 1st year after d-day. 2ndly...following church services, I am usually in a peaceful meditative state that is probably introspective - I'm simply living in my own head reflecting about the service, basically I'm checked out of reality for the time being. If I'm really lucky I can stay this way all day - it's a great feeling.
The short version is that you are trusting him again. I see that as very, very good.
So it was in that state of mind I felt so rudely jolted out, when she purred by with her "Hi". I guess you could say, in a sense I was at an especially vulnerable state.
He was not protecting you, and he should have been. If it had been a knife wielding assailant, bent on doing you physical harm, he would have protected you with everything he had. He had the same charge to protect your FEELINGS, and he failed to even perceive the threat, then he welcomed the emotional harm TO YOU to feed his own ego. Does he realize this?
If you haven't yet, I suggest having this discussion with him using this or similar examples. He being a guy, (you can substitute the word "dense" for the phrase "he being a guy" to get the full flavor of the comment) he may not realize the harm he has done, or that he does. It's built into us to respond to women. Oh shoot, let me give more background.
There are two parts of us. The natural, and the spiritual. The natural man is an enemy to God, and has been from the beginning. We are here to subdue the natural, and give ascendency to the spiritual. The natural notices women, and wants to respond as he responded. Wants to be noticed, wants to get admiration from all sources, even at the expense of his W.
He needs to tame this for himself, even more than for you. If he can't, or won't, he limits him self
severely. And also, how much closer would you feel if you KNEW he would always protect you. Is there anything you wouldn't do for him? He needs to know, and understand.
One of the most important things I learned from SH during coaching, was how NOT to blow my husband out of the saddle when mistakes are made. SH is very clear to hold people responsible for their behavior regardless of the circumstances. Bad behavior by one party, does not give the other party a free pass to act badly in response.
Probably already covered this one. You know what to do, at least I think so.
And....I was a slow learner on this one. So, although slow - I learned well. To answer your question, we haven't discussed it, because it hasn't been safe for me to trust myself not to blow him out of the saddle...
So, that was then. Have you spoken to him about it yet?
You need this for YOU. From where I sit, this is more for you now. I can't talk to him, or help him, but I can talk to you, and help you. You need to talk to him for your own peace of mind, and you need to do it because your M won't be what it should be, or could be if it isn't worked out.
But I have learned patience - so I will know when the time is right, and we'll have a civilized discussion about it. What I plan to do is suggest we pull out his recovery plan that he wrote under SH's guidance and review it. Believe me...this type issue is in the recovery plan...and I'll take it from there.
If you wait too long, the details will be fuzzy in his mind. I mean, it's your call, but I would say sooner than later.
From another post:
SS,
Interesting in your case that the LB's were the source of the main problem. Did you and your wife do the LB questionnaire, and review them with each other?
We did the EN one, the LB one, and the RC one. All of them helped.
See, we knew the object was marital improvement. We didn't feel like it was a personal attack. We looked at it like "if we do this, we can have a better relationship, and be more in love." Both of us wanted that.
My husband had a boatload of bad habits when it came to dealing with other women. His recovery plan covered them all. It's interesting, because I became aware of his bad habits while we were dating, and they continued though out our marriage. It's just that prior to d-day, because I trusted him so blindly/completely I didn't let them bother me.
You were used to it, and nothing bad had ever happened, so you just lived with it.
It's really lucky for us men that you gals marry us anyway. If you looked at it from a logical standpoint, we would probably never be able to talk you into it. LOL. Or in other words, we need help, so glad you are willing to help us.
Whew that changed after d-day. I have ZERO tolerance for any of that stuff now. And he had to agree to stop immediately, once and for all, forever - before I would agree to continue our relationship. To give the man credit, he met ALL my expectations regarding what he needed to do.
He met them all UNTIL NOW?
Are you worried now, or just trying to figure out how to get past this one? Think on this one.
It wasn't easy because they were lifelong habits, well since middle school I would say. But he agreed after talking with SH that they were bad ideas.
SH also said we should review the recovery plan every so often as a reminder. It's probably been at least 6-9 months since we've done that. Wake up call for me to pull it out every 6 months regardless.
Talk to him about protecting you. I think he needs to see it like that. He failed big time. He let the assailant get to you. What kind of a man lets his wife be attacked like that? He needs to hear it from you - about your feelings.
On meeting needs:
You have to learn how to meet them the way HE wants them to be met. You'll be amazed to learn how different that might be compared to what you think.
And AJ needs to learn the same about you. It sort of follows what I've heard people say about "Love" Languages.
If your mate's love language is "French" for instance...and you're speaking "Spanish" - well then it's not working very effectively is it?
I have read that book, and you are exactly right. I think you get this part really well.
It also makes sense that something you think is perfectly acceptable, is a LB to your spouse. LB's are the same as needs. We should think about how different we are, and get our spouse to be honest about the things that we do that drive them nuts. IF you really love someone, you won't drive them nuts on purpose.
So as you all can see, this incident has scraped up all kinds of garbage....and being the opportunist I am...I plan to turn it into a positive. And learn what God's lesson for me is, in all of this. Because that's why it's happened...there's a lesson for me here. And one for my husband if he chooses to see it that way. And he should, if I can refrain from blowing him out of the saddle.
I had no intention of going into all this detail - sorry about that, I must have needed to!
I am glad you went into detail. It helped me understand much.
Don't wait too long. Both of you need to discuss this. But for different reasons.
Marital improvement is ongoing. It's a process, not an event.
Rejoice in how far you have come, rejoice that you can yet make things even better. Try not to think about how much work it is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
T&L has (with God's aid) mostly recovered from being married to the clam, but it hurt her badly, and the damage was deep. It will be years before she understands how it is intertwined into her life, and affected her relationships with those around her. Some of that understanding may only come in the next life.
Interesting that you should say that, and I don't have any time right now because I've got to get across the lake, write 2 checks, and get them to the post office in 40 minutes. Yee-hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> But I had some thoughts along those lines when I read the EN questionnaire a few days ago, and completely rejected the idea of seriously "taking" the test. Two main reasons: (1) Way too much introspection for me. Anybody who thought I was kidding when I said I was afraid of deep water and sharks, should rethink their assessment; and, (2) why would I want to analyze all the things I "need" when I'm so completely unlikely to ever have any chance of getting them met, and am doing just fine ignoring them? "Why stir the pot?" I asked myself. And myself replied, "Why, indeed?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The answer to "Why" is that it's the right thing to do. Progression is expensive sometimes, but I just can't see you not wanting to continue.
Fear? Sure, I believe you.
Once I asked you something to the effect that "if God is going to perform a miracle in your marriage, how will he do it?"
There has to be a starting place, and he often uses simple things to bring his work about.
Please, I don't mean to cause harm. I'll stop if you wish.
Pray, and proceed with caution depending on your answer.
SS
Please, I don't mean to cause harm. I'll stop if you wish.
Well, I had to give up on the yee-hah dash across the lake when I got partway home and realized I was still driving the van, which I was to have left behind for the girls to haul kids in to church tomorrow. So I'll pay 2 bills late. What are they going to do? Repossess me? Hah! I should be so lucky! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Let me try to explain a little more slowly here. Going over that questionnaire, for me, was like trying to read Swahili, or hearing about a completely different species and trying to apply their special characteristics to MY species. It was just completely, totally,
absolutely foreign. I thought to myself, "Wow! You mean people really expect to get this stuff from another person?" I wouldn't even know how to answer it honestly, since I could say, yes, this is extremely important to me as an emotional need, but it would all be theoretical and I wouldn't know if I was answering what I really wanted now or what I would've wanted once, or thought I ought to want. Life has made me ferociously-independent, because I have to be. Which doesn't detract from my appreciation for the lawn work, or the house work, or the meals and treats the girls fix for me. I love being babied, but when nobody's around to do it, I can fend very well for myself, thank you, and will. Gotta go. HP's here to pick me up and take me home. Why don't I just ask him to wait while I finish this? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sometimes little memories just pop into my head. They are not always bad ones, in a way.
Shortly after the A ended, AJ told me that on one (or was it two?) occasion(s?) he was planning to, well, you know, and couldn't bring himself to do it. After just blurting out something to that effect, he jumped in the car and came home. (Not that knowing that makes me any less wounded or angry about the other times, but a part of me is wickedly gleeful to picture her dumped there on the bed, knowing he was going home to me. Maybe I just feel better knowing that he didn't always choose her over me, and certainly never turned me down in that way.)
The other thing that makes me a little happy, yet in a backhanded sort of way, is that when faced with a PBL (both times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), he immediately chose to end all contact with her forever (or for 9 days in the first case <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) rather than lose contact with me for EVEN ONE DAY. I really expected him to move out, just like happened in all the other stories I had been reading on here.
Of course my brain tries to take that as a lead-in to the Then-Why-Did-He-Choose-Her-At-All path, but I forcibly stop it from travelling too far, knowing it is only a dead-end.
Oh, and then there was the time she texted him, right toward the end of things, trying to talk him into running off for a few days to a nearby casino town. By that time he wasn't even staying out all night any more, except for one memorable occasion I try not to remember any more than I have to, and so he just couldn't manage to fit a trip like that into his schedule. Or the trip to WI to meet her family. (I figured that would be a no-go after I very nicely and sweetly pointed out that she would take that as a declaration of a committment, and was he really ready to do that?)
Sometimes looking back I wonder how I made it through without just killing him. God provided incredible strength for me to be able to be kind and loving during that terrible time. Mostly, the only failings being my own - and very small at that, He is also giving me the grace to be kind and loving now, even when I feel neither kind nor loving. And that gets better all the time. I can't wait till it just IS better all the time. Patience, patience.
BTW, I am getting really fat all of a sudden. Sis swears I am fatter tonight than I was this morning, and fatter this morning than I was last night. At this rate, another day or two and I won't be able to hide any more with baggy clothes and tummy-sucking. Just almost instantly, WHOOOMPH!
Neak
getting fatter is part of the deal I'm afraid, especially when you are no longer 20'ish ..... blame the man. Its THEIR fault after all!! lol
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listening to Cold Chisel (A2 loves this) ...
When the war is over
Got to get away
Pack my bag to no place
In no time no day
You and I we used each other's shoulder
Still so young but somehow so much older
How can I go home and not get blown away?
You and I had our sights set on something
Hope this doesn't mean our days are numbered
I got plans for more than a wanted man
All around this chaos and madness
Can't help feeling nothing more than sadness
Only choice to face it the best I can
When the war is over
Got to start again
Try to hold a trace of what it was back then
You and I we sent each other stories
Just a page I'm lost in all its glory
How can I go home and not get blown away?
Aint nobody gonna steal this heart away
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If wishes were kisses, each kiss of each wish a gold coin, I could buy the world. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Who says I'm not 20ish? LOL
My DD says so Neak! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
According to her & the other Uni youth nazi's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
18 to 21 is 20'ish
22 to 32 is breeding'ish ..lol
32 until you cant fake it is 30'ish
After you can no longer fake it you're mutton so don't dress up as lamb!
She thinks its 'cute' a oldie like me has a new baby <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
She was also surprised that her dad had anything 'left' and wasn't able to claim the old age pension for another 30 odd years!!
I'm almost sure, think/hope she was just tugging our chains
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I suppose its not very mothering to call her a cow is it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OH and Neak of COURSE you are 20'ish!!!!!! Isn't she t&l !!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
PSST t&l mothering supportive statement place *here*
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I laughed so hard!!! Fortunately I just went pee a few minutes ago. (It's been more than a month, but like 2 days after I told the doctor, oh no, I'm not having ANY problem with my bladder, I sneezed. Oh, dear. Bad Neak!)
Tappity-tap, waiting patiently for motherly corroboration. No, Neakie, of course you're not really 30ish!
You're so sweet, I bet you're 20ish, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Another happy moment tonight. It's hard to say if I'm having more of them, or just noticing them more.
To give some background, for weeks now I have started dreading Christmas. By Christmas of last year he had already begun having those friendly little lunches, and even now doesn't remember that I got him anything. I made him a flannel wolf blanket with my own hands - he loves flannel and wolves, so what could be better than flannel and wolves?, and helped the kids make him a 'family night package' with a movie, movie-size candy, popcorn, and more. (He did finally watch the movie with the kids after, oddly enough, 5-6 months.) None of the effort registered. All he could remember was that I went to the recording studio for one day when he didn't want me to. (Of course he did not say this. He seemed to be nothing but supportive. Also, I used that day to make his blanket, since I couldn't get rid of him long enough otherwise.)
He never got me anything, either. Not that I am greedy. It wouldn't have had to be fancy. A $.97 box of candy would have done nicely, or a post-it note with a teeny love letter. Anything to say, I was thinking of you. Except he wasn't.
Thus my first thought, and many more after, was just to help the kids get or make him something, and not worry about getting him a present from me.
The last few days have left me feeling more charitable, and I even got a really neat idea of something I could do. (Maybe I can put in on here one day when I'm sure he won't be looking and then delete it before he gets back. I'm sure the mods won't object to deleting Christmas surprises.)
Well, tonight he said he had already picked out what he was going to get me for Christmas. I said that was really nice, especially since he hadn't gotten me anything last year. I think I managed to sound more matter-of-fact than pouty.
He asked with genuine puzzlement what I was talking about.
I reminded him that he first hadn't gotten anything, then told me to pick something out of a catalogue and order it for myself, but we didn't have the money right then, and later he just wasn't thinking of me.
In the warmest, most loving tones, he said, "Well, it's not going to be like that this year."
I would still settle for the 97-cent candy or post-it note, but apparel will work fine, too.
Now that that hurdle is mostly out of the way, it's time to start looking ahead to the other 2 biggies. The next after Sparkle Season will be Valentines Day - Dday was February 12 - and our anniversary. It was fine this year, as we were still in the honeymoon phase of R. But by now I have grown to hate every reminder of our wedding. I want to do a Moses and cast my marriage license on the ground and watch it shatter in pieces, then after I get done grinding it into powder and making him drink it, go to God and get a new one made.
Luckily I have almost eight months to work on my attitude before then.
but apparel will work fine, too.
I bet he's going to get you a thong. Um, a bikini. Um, a cute two piece swimming suit. A one-piece, in black, with a skirt? A micro-mini? A midi? A floor-length hopefully-wraparound? A caftan? A tent? Have him ask your dad with help for tent slection. He really knows his way around the Cabelo's catalogue! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I THOUGHT you looked bigger last night, but figured it was probably the shirt you were wearing. Proteruba Blossom is ready to burst forth,yea, this one more time. What fun. You're making my stretch marks ache. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
by now I have grown to hate every reminder of our wedding.
How's about I store your wedding photos over at my house during attitude reconstruction? As well as any additional calf fragments you might have at risk, of course.
Of course, she's 20ish, the dear little lamb is!! ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-a, ba-a-a-a-a, said the mutton. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well Neak
I think he handled that reasonably well for a spur of the moment thing. Well I guess he could have STILL addded a 0.97c hersey bar right then. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'd stick to the $3 Linzt Choc though ..... low sugar, high cocoa ..in fact when he's just about asleep shake him awake and tell him you NEED that chocolate right NOW. hahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I did something a bit silly today .. well more silly then usual .. added 2 + 2 and got 22 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
tell you later whne I feel a bit better about it... cup of tea & a choc first. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
If it's not 22, then what is it?
I'm easy to please. I was just as satisfied that he came home and was very happy to see me. (That should not be taken to mean that I would turn down a .97 Hershey's or $3 Lintz. Yummy!)
Finally, the moment you've all been waiting for. Here is the picture of the now-infamous
Mr. Eyebrows-Option-Box-Not-Checked!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok what happened was I got a message on the milnet that a officer had been wounded - minor shrapnel wounds apparently - in Afghanistan and got a bit concerned.
Then Mum rang - contact of NOK is set up so my Mum gets told then I get told, this is so she can come around & support if she ever has to as she lives around the corner - says the CO of the Military District needs to talk to me immediately and she was on her way.
So I panicked. I was frightened if you want the truth.
Anyway
He arrived & explained the situation.
I can't go into any details of what he told us BUT A2 was involved in an 'incident' but was unharmed. One of his jnr Officers was hurt - minor concussion treated with pain killers in the field...original report was wrong & its been taken off.
He wanted to make sure no media came around and started asking questions & compromise ops etc, its was GOOD news not BAD. Except I panicked. Now I feel silly. A BIT EMBARRASSED.
So I held Mikey & mum held me & we cried in relief for ages I can tell you. Poor Mikey. I think he has a madwoman for his mum.
So maybe I'm not handling it all as well as I thought
but then at 10am - about 6.30 am in Afghanistan - H rang me and we talked for 30mins..and now I'm over the moon.
He says hi to all. Sounded tired but upbeat.
I wish he was home safe though.
Poor AW. I cannot imagine how hard this is for you. So glad he is ok and you got to talk to him.
You are doing wonderfully.
Hi Neak
you should be resting 'young' woman !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
will I hope I'm doing better than I did the last 4 times but who knows.
but hes ok. All I said I as a bit concerned when we read the stuffed up message ,,his comment was "Yeah they couldn't organise a fart in a dunny"
Of course I cleaned THAT up a bit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I liked that last photo ..now that is a LOOK .... Infamous Mr eyebrows indeed !!!!!!
How scary for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> How long does this go on? By the time he's home, you're either going to be the toughest, or the most nervous, woman on the planet!!!
t&l
T&L I'm already the most nervous woman on the planet..well it feels like it.
He's been wounded three times, once serously [and given the last rites] but God obviously wasn't ready for the man.
(I sometimes wonder who is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
As for how long.. Sept or October next year ...unlikely to be granted home leave I'm told.
But I spent a lovely half hour on the phone with him talking about Mikey and the kids and family, bit hard to keep it together but I did ..he doesn't need to worry about me or the family right now.
Home for Xmas next year
Come here for Christmas, and we will let the children sing carols for you. It's not that scary, usually.
We are just getting ready to go for a walk. The children have waaaaaaay too much energy. Mom, if nobody answers the phone when you get up, that's probably why.
CSue, your story has given me very many interesting thoughts about the responsibilities spouses have to protect each other. I had not thought of it just that way, and loved the way SS explained it.
But I am waiting for the impressions you bring of the trip
It's interesting to me, as well as ironic and a little sad, that even though the trip itself was fun, most of my impressions and conclusions are not. Not to say that I'm sorry I went, nor that it was a bad idea, nor that I wouldn't do it again (if backed into a corner at gunpoint! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but it has surprised me that it's been so hard to give a light, fluffy answer to people at work or church, etc., who ask me how it was.
I don't like getting older, except as compared to its alternative...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I was strongly impressed by my dad's age this trip, and when you're 90--however chipper you may be, or appear to everybody else--let's just say you've got fewer years left than you've already used! It's not so noticeable just seeing him around his house, but to compare him on this trip to what he was just a year ago? It really showed. Not just in the forgetfulness. NOBODY in this family can criticize anybody else for his memory. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> But he is getting so slow, and doing the simplest things tends to take
forever. In the length of time it takes him to shave, for example, you'd think he could've defoliated one of the faces on Mt. Rushmore! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And when he's gone, I'm by myself. My cousins and I are all-too-rapidly becoming the older generation, and it didn't feel good to have this fact so obviously dangled in front of my eyes.
I'd always hoped that we could all visit Hawaii together--all 4 kids, their kids, my dad, me...not HP. Not as a punishment, either. All those people would NOT be his kind of trip. We might as well strap him to a rack and pull him apart, as to drag him off on an expedition like that! But it was obvious to me, after this trip, that this will never be possible, given the energy of the young and the decline of the old. I wouldn't even be able to
try and coordinate activities for such a disparate group. I just really wanted to do this, and I hate letting go of the dreams I still have. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Few as there are... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think most of my conclusions and impressions involved opportunities and time slipping away from me, and nothing I can do to stop it, or even slow it down. I have long said, and fully believed in my head, that I would never marry again. I would do the best I could with what I had and after that, no, not again. Intellectually, it was the only obvious conclusion for me. But somewhere, buried so deeply as to be undetectable all these years, there must've been a little heart rebellion swimming against the intellectual current, because when, on this trip, I realized that I could never, EVER want to marry again or try to build a relationship with another man, I was sorrier about it than I had any reason to be, given that I'd been saying just
that for years! A door closed on purpose is just as impenetrable a barrier as one that the wind has blown shut. And even if this was my own conclusion, it felt so final to accept that, at least on some level, I will be alone the rest of my life.
Well, shoot, I probably should've save these upbeat observations for
after I finished my last installment regarding the trip. It might not sound so funny to you after this, and most of it really was, and I'm glad I went and had a good time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'm happyhappyhappy, yes, indeedy, and it was a lovely vacation. Maybe I shouldn't do these posts right after I have a nap, while my whiplashed neck still hurts, and before I wake all the way up!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> However, now that I've done it, I don't want to delete my efforts either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I DID have a nice trip. Maybe my "down" outlook has less to do with awareness of mortality than it does to just coming back to life, reality, and work. Who knows? That would take introspection, which isn't in my schedule for today...and quite frankly, tomorrow doesn't look good for it either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
In order for us to start a vacation, we have to have world war III blow up
We were generally able to be partway on our trip, and too far from home for me to turn back in a huff, before WWIII erupted on any of OUR vacations! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> (It's hard to travel very far in a huff!) This was the first trip I've made with HP in 10 yrs., just because of our incompatible trip styles. I told about it awhile ago so won't repeat myself (I hope). If it had been a travelling trip, where each day we packed up and moved on, I wouldn't have done it even now, since I have so clearly
not forgotten the last trek we made. Staying in one place and just making daytime jaunts were what made it feasible for us; that, and the fact that I didn't go anyplace he didn't want to go, even if it interested me, except for that last day of shopping when it was either go alone or not go at all.
Glad you like the pictures. We'll have to get Neak to post a couple of Neaksis' black-and-white, hand-tinted photos. She's really very good, although seems to lack the time to indulge in it these days. For some reason. I don't know why! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Me, I take pictures mostly of my fingers, floor, half a person, etc........ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You must've gone to the same photography school as my late mother. We used to tease her about her pictures, which generally involved chopping the tops off of all the heads of the people she was photographing. You could always pick hers out of any group of family pictures. My idea of photography is to go and get one of those disposable cameras, then take the whole thing to Wal-Mart for developing when I'm done. All the rest of these family members with their big cameras, multiple lenses, and
settings are like giant mysteries to me, although I DO enjoy their stuff.
t&l
I'm still thinking - and I don't have much time to type today. But I acknowledge I owe you. SS
Not really. Consider it a vent, with you just unfortunately catching a random gust of hot air. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Besides, faith really is much more about endurance than it is about answers, don't you think?
t&l
I went back to end of Boer War so far .... crikey what do the men do on his side??? stand up and hold signs????
That made me laugh, even though what he's doing and where he is aren't funny at all. What is it about guys, anyway? And what is it about girls and military uniforms? And they have to be military...a McDonald's uniform just isn't the same!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I am going to have to get that nice tribute printed on a T-shirt to wear when I have to do housework and don't want to. Ok, let's be honest. That would be most of the time.
You might as well tattoo it on your bosom! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
As for how long.. Sept or October next year ...unlikely to be granted home leave I'm told.
Whatever happened to these alleged, one-year tours of duty? That's a long, lo-o-o-o-o-o-ong time. Not that you need ME to tell you.
There's a song Bette Midler sang called "The Rose." I've mentioned before, I believe, that the last stanza of that song is what prompted me to put a rose motif on my parents' tombstone. But in one of the other stanzas, there are two lines. The one that goes, "It's the one who won't be taken, who cannot learn to give; and the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live," reminds me so much of HP. And the one that goes, "It's the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance; and the dream, afraid of waking, that never takes a chance," to me describes MS. The reasons why I'm reminded of each of them in this song, should be obvious to anybody who's been with me through The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid. I don't think I have to belabor details. But each is, in his own way, insulated from true intimacy with other people, and the fact that each of them
chose his own way, doesn't make it any less sad to me that they have thereby deprived themselves of some of the most precious experiences human beings can have.
AW, you've taken the "chance", and there's heartbreaking, and harsh waking up, when a man or woman does that. I tried to tell this to Flard, when he was withdrawing from everybody...not that it seems to have done any good. When you, by opening yourself up to other people, run the risk of, or even have to face directly, times of loss, or pain, or sorrow, you also at the same time expose yourself to opportunities for joy and fulfillment that you would never otherwise have known.
t&l
What is it about guys, anyway? And what is it about girls and military uniforms? And they have to be military...a McDonald's uniform just isn't the same!!!!
rotflmao no it isn't.!!
What can I say... I was 16 going on 17, I had NO boyfriend outside of school dances .. wasn't that interested really .. liked sports - netball - and then HE arrives in our lives, albeit on my sisters arm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
While looking for old photos hoping I HAVEn't thrown them out, I have found THE first postcard he ever sent me
and laughed over it ..it was falling apart and water stained so I scanned it for posterity <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> waaaay back in oh about 1985 I think. He was somewhere overseas 'observing' whatever that really is.
what a card <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
yes I believe you are right. You do open yourself up and yes you do get hurt. But what is the alternative ?? to live HALF a life?
It may all come back to bite me, I have thrown my life like dice I guess, like most people do, and yes I may loose all or most of what I love. Not sure I could have chosen any other way.
That doesn't mean it hurts any less though.
Life is fragile at the best of times,,,during a war its also expendable.
On a much sadder note, another of Aussies mates was killed today. He was his training officer years ago in the SASR and helped keep Aussie alive in the field when he was wounded.
Davo was 41, a father like Aussie and we had his family here at xmas. I feel very helpless to provide support, don’t know what to say, but I offered, his wife’s sister says its too early just let them grieve for now, she’s looking after them.
It hurts. I used to get angry now I am weary.
I know she’ll look at me and ask herself WHY my husband and not yours? I have no answer or words of wisdom …just a dark thought that thanks God it wasn’t my husband.
Friday is 11 Nov..Rememberance Day.... a very sad song is sung here mainly on this day and the 25th April which is ANZAC Day, called 'The green fields of France' its goes
Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly?
Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down?
Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus?
Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?
Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause?"
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
For Willie McBride, it all is happening again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.
So On Friday Morning myself and my fiery antiwar DD wll go up to the war memorial like we do every year and this year place 3 red poppies on the steps, one for the fallen one for her dad, one for her Jonnie. This year we'll watch her brother march and we'll both pretend we are happy about it for his sake, we'll hold a dawn service mass for the fallen and end it with the Ode for the Fallen ...
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Does it help? not sure maybe like DD says all it does is allow us to accept the unacceptable.
I'm glad Mikey is here, he reminds me what life is really about.
Don't mind me,, just feeling a bit sad tonight. Tomorrows another day, we'll get up and face it like any other.
It's the middle of the "night" for me, but I'm up and awake and on my way to the Dr.'s office with Neak, who is spotting and cramping. We'll let you all know later what happens.
t&l
Hope it's nothing a little rest won't cure!
Good Lord. I think I just had a heart attack. Let me know what happened and what the doctor said! Man... I didn't realize how just that little "newsflash" freaked me out... I'm already crying.
Before I run off and hide, thanks for the package... it came Sabbath when I was exhausted and sad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I skipped church <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> and your package came during the middle of when I should have been listening to the sermon. I ate all the chocolates in one day, with a bit of help from my roommate. She thanks you too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> THe pineapple is gone except for five slices, which is MINE MINE MINE! Thank you again. I'll thank you more later, but right now my hollow thanks seem absurd, but I do know I'm more sensitive about cramping and spotting while pregnant than normal people. Love to all.
Prayers going up for baby and Neak.
The Neaklet has died. I don't know any more details than that. Thank you for your prayers.
t&l
Oh no!!! Oh t&l please give my love and hugs to Neak and AJ. Oh no! I will definitely continuing praying for your family. I am so, so, so sorry.
Oh no, nooooooooo. More prayers for Neak and family.
Just on for a moment to say thank you. We are broken-hearted but strong in faith.
I dread tomorrow. They will induce labor.
It ought to start getting better after that, the worst.
Thank you again for the prayers and support.
They're going to let me leave work early in a few minutes. I'm car-less, but the husband of one of the nurses who lives out near us just stopped by, and will take me home. We sent a lot of people home and delivered the others, so I got permission to leave.
Let me clarify just briefly. Neak was not in labor. The bleeding and the cramping had stopped by the time we got here. I checked her and her cervix was closed, so I was feeling very happy. But then I turned on the ultrasound machine to look at the baby and see if we could figure out the gender while we waited for the MD, and when I did, there was no obvious cardiac activity. I could only clearly identify her (rapid, in the fetal heart rate range) pulse with the Doppler, even though I listened all over her abdomen. She wasn't in labor. She was in no danger of miscarriage. She "just" had a dead baby, although how and why is unknown at this point.
When I leave work I'm going to her house, since she's started bleeding again, this time without cramping yet, and doesn't want to run the risk of this happening at home without someone there with her. Thank you for your prayers for their family.
t&l
KPB brought me to your house, but the gate was locked, and that chain link looked awfully high and scrawny for me to be climbing 6 ft. up and over, in the rain. It looked to me like everybody was asleep. The lights were all out, and nobody seemed to notice the car brights shining in the bedroom window. I hated to wake you up if you'd actually gotten to sleep, so I came to your sister's house and woke her up instead. Actually, Finley woke her up howling after I tapped on the window. Call me if you need me; I'm only a couple of minutes away.
Love you--
s
Dear Neak
I only just heard the very sad news and I want to let you know like many here I have got to know you a little through your writings & posts and from your mum & AJ and I just want you to know I care & so want to express my sympathy.
I have some inkling of what this is for you.. I wish I could do something but I am so far away.
My love and prayers go to you, AJ, your family, sister & Mum and all who will feel the pain. May God guard you and guide you over the next days and weeks to come.
AW
Neak, I am so very sorry.
((((((Neak & AJ & the rest of your family))))))
Neak - More prayers to you. I am so sorry this happened. Please try to take very good care of yourself.
I had a miscarriage at 4 months, and it broke my heart. I spent months afterwards trying to figure out what went wrong. Was it climbing up the ladder, the argument with my husband, not eating right, being stressed, and on and on.
I drove my doctor crazy with questions.
There was no explanation that satisfied my grief. Please know that you and your family are in my prayers.
{{{Neak}}} {{{t&l}}} and family
Words cannot express my sorrow for your loss.
Thank you again. It helps a great deal to have such wonderful support.
AW - inkling? I can still appreciate your sense of humor. Tis I who now have the inkling, but only that.
We all slept together last night, in one big puppy heap. It was the last time for the 6 of us.
Oh, wonderful redemption! Long talked of, long hoped for, contemplated with eager anticipation, but never fully understood.
The living righteous are changed "in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye." At the voice of God they were glorified; now they are made immortal and with the risen saints are caught up to meet their Lord in the air. Angels "gather together His elect from the four winds, from one end of heaven to the other." Little children are borne by holy angels to their mothers' arms. Friends long separated by death are united, nevermore to part, and with songs of gladness ascend together to the City of God.
But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope.
For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him.
For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent (precede) them which are asleep.
For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first.
Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.
Wherefore comfort one another with these words.
1 Thessalonians 4:13-18
I'm not sure when we will post again. Soon we'll leave for the hospital, where they'll do a formal ultrasound to confirm demise. After that, they'll start inducing labor. I have no idea how long it will take. It could be a few hours. It could last a couple of days. The only thing I can say for certain is that nobody knows. There is a computer at work, but whether or not I'll be able to access it is also unknown.
Believer, I understand your compulsion to seek answers, when there were no easy answers to give. I don't think Neak has so many questions like that, given that she's grown up hearing OB stories. She knows it wasn't the rototilling, nor the hauling rocks (well, it WASN'T!), nor anything else she did. That's what she knows in her head. In her heart, she is likely to go through the same mental process that other women go through, after they have an unexpected pregnancy loss. Even if your head knows you did nothing wrong, in your heart there is always, overlaying the pervading sense of grief, a sense of guilt that when your baby lay in the one place on earth where its greatest safety should have been found, that you were not able to protect it from harm. It's something she'll have to work through. And it will take time. I know she'll appreciate your thoughts and prayers then, as she does now.
Thank you to everyone.
t&l
There is just nothing to say--"sorry" doesn't cut it, especially from others, although you know deep down they mean well, but no one can understand that deep sorrow unless they have gone through it themselves. My heart has been ripped out. Flard wrote me this morning, the first premonition that something had gone terribly wrong--"I heard about Noni so you don't have to say anything if you don't want to. That's all." I quickly signed onto MB, and here I sit.
Maybe I'm wrong, but it seems as if he just reached across the chasm between us and tried to give me a hug, some kind of comfort, and in his own way, for Noni as well, because HE DOES KNOW how it feels in a way~the horror and shock, and then everyone's condolences that are painful to hear as well. The fight to become a stoic, passive person, burying it all because looking like a deranged freak, grieving over someone who no one has ever seen, is too hard to face.
I remember the first miscarriage, Flard was in my arms shaking and crying, stifling the screams right along with me, and then after that, complete deadness for both of us. He's never discussed that time with me.
The second miscarriage, I was in Minnesota by myself. I called my mom up, and my brother answered the phone. I was crying too hard to be coherent, and all he said was, "Uh no." He then picked up his guitar, and sang me the most beautiful funk song I've ever heard--an angel sang to me right then. I don't like funk music <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> but he managed to make me smile, and then laugh, and finally I took a deep breath of air, and braced myself to cope somehow ~unfortunately there was no magic wand to whack me with, but I wrote pages upon pages about this subject, crying NOah's flood all over again, while Flard withdrew into his "cave" but yet I have had a grand realization recently--that I still feel that knifing pain, but it has inspired me, changed me, and spurred me on, so there is a part of me that blesses that pain for forcing me into looking at myself, my relationships, and healing the broken wounds.
I don't think what I related applies to anyone but me right now, but my heart is fully with you right now in every way and will be for the rest of today in a very strong way. I hope that whatever I have said doesn't hurt in any way, because I know that when people gave me pat answers it made life all that much harder. I love you so much Neak. I wish I could have all the miscarriages in the whole entire world to myself, so no one else would have to go through them.
I've been up 34-1/2 hrs. on the basis of a 3-1/2 hr. nap, and I'm too tired to say anything wordy. The Neaklet was a Neakler. We do have a cause of death for him, which is a relief to me, because I've found that, although coping is never easy, it is harder for parents to accomplish this when there is no explanation, than when there is. Neak is doing OK, as is AJ. I came to their home afterwards to be with GP, although what use I could be to him in an emergency, deep in the coma into which I will shortly be slipping, is a good question.
AJ and Neak thank you for you kind thoughts and prayers. When I awake--and become coherent--tomorrow, I'll be back.
t&l
Thanks for letting us know. You all have to recover now. We will all keep praying.
Dear neak
the mind goes over, and over, in circles, and you may think if only this, if only that.
Dont try to find answers, there aren't any for those sorts of questions. But it's hard of course.
You will find why 'x' happened and combined with 'y' that caused this or that ...yes that sort of answer does help.
But the emotions must be worked through with the love of your family & God and faith.
What is the level or measurement of loss? Oh neak that is so meaningless you know. The pain of this loss is as strong & deep as it is & thats it. You & AJ even the kids will need as much time as you need. Take it.
Be with AJ, the kids, your mum, sister because that does help I have found.
Lots of love neak
t&l hug her for me, I'll be praying.
Thanks for the update. Your family is in my prayers.
I'm trying to make burial arrangements, but everybody has to check something first before they can tell me what I need to know, so while I sit here by the phone....
At 12 wks. the local MD did an ultrasound that showed the baby was right on schedule in develpment since the size was equal to the date. 2 wks. later, when she transferred care to the MD who delivered her yesterday, another ultrasound was done which showed that in the previous 2 wks. the baby had made only one week's worth of growth. So the due date was revised down, based on that 2nd exam. In retrospect, we know now that the problem that killed the baby had begun to develop. After 8 wks., when the u/s was done yesterday, the baby was about 4-5 wks. behind in its size, which means that for every 2 wks of life, it had had only l wk's worth of growth.
A round object of unknown origin was seen on the u/s yesterday, which after the baby was born could be seen to be 2 areas of the placenta which had separated prematurely, a condition of bleeding called placental abruption. But the original cause of the problem appears to have been that somehow the umbilical cord got twisted several times right where it went into the baby's belly button. It looked like crochet thread in size, about half the size of the rest of the cord, and was twirled around several times when I unwound it to show the MD once she was available to look. It was the Dr.'s opinion that the constricted cord came first, explaining the delayed fetal development, and that the placental separation came just towards the end, since it looked pretty fresh. Once the cord was twisted, insufficient nutrients were supplied to the baby for normal growth to occur, eventually the constriction became too severe to sustain life, even at a reduced rate of growth.
His name is Dillon Alec. If Neak could be called "lucky" right now it would be because everything went so very quickly. 3-1/2 hrs. start to finish for a process that occasionally takes days, and sometimes ends in the operating room for a surgical removal if there's no response to large, prolonged doses of medication. She'll be home later today
Well, they just called with the info. Guess I'll let Neak know so she can start making up her mind. Gell, she was very touched by your letter. I'll answer you later, but right now I've got stuff to do.
t&l
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NEAKSIS, HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO CALL YOU IF YOU'RE ONLINE AND I CAN'T GET THROUGH?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It's 12:30; I'll be in cell phone range within 20 min.
I'm on the way in to the hospital. Once she's discharged we'll go to the funeral home and cemetery and make arrangements. It sure costs a lot to die these days! The Pwintheth didn't want to go along, and got all weepy just making up her mind, but Mr. Computer has decided to accompany us to help select the engraving for the headstone. Maybe it will help him to feel like he's a part of everything. Who knows? Nobody was making any plans for this, that's for doggone sure...
t&l
I have a hard time knowing what to say.
There is no way I can know how you feel. Typing things to encourage seems like so little for something so ....... there aren't even words. Something so huge, important, such a loss.
Just know we care, and are thinking and praying for you. May God make your burden light, dry all your tears, and heal your heart.
SS
I don't know if Neak will feel like posting tonight, but she's home, and hurting in body and heart. We've made all the arrangements, although I ended up at the last alone at the funeral home after the process proved too difficult for AJ and Neak went with him. Mr. Computer picked a nice headstone for his brother, giving very due process to his deliberations on the matter. Dillon will be buried Friday afternoon. Right now HP is busy on his computer getting family pictures from our rogues' gallery to put in the casket for "company", and he will be buried in the blanket his mama was making for him. It wasn't finished but it's still big enough.
What a very-not-nice week...and it's only Wednesday. God bless you all, and thank you for thinking of us.
5&l
T&L -
Thanks for posting and keeping us up to date. I think everyone here is shocked and stunned. It shows how precious and tenuous life is, and frankly makes all of this other stuff seem like just a bump in the road.
Say hi to Neak and AJ and let them know they are in our prayers.
Neak - I'm so happy you are home, and out of the hospital. You and AJ and family, and mom are in my prayers.
Also glad you are safely home.
Hope you get enough rest tonight. It always helps.
T&L,
Glad they have you to help. Wishing you didn't have to.
SS
It was 4 1/2 hours, but still much better than days and days, or even a day. And within the 4 1/2 hrs, the bad part was less than an hour.
I will have plenty more to say over time, but right now I'm so tired. We are mostly doing ok. I am a zombie by now. Neaksis says the Dervish's preferred method for coping with the tragedy is to loudly broadcast it to everyone he sees. Goody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
All the sympathy is wonderful, appreciated, helpful, soothing, and much treasured. Please be funny still, too, if you find something funny you can share.
Nighty-night.
(((((NEAK&AJ))))))
- Kimmy
[[[[[[Neak]]]]]]
Glad you are home with AJ & family.
Talk when you are ready.
And I promise I will try to never 'tiptoe' ...if you know what I mean...that always gave me a funny feeling.
prayers & love as always
AW
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AW,
That was so funny. I think I'll send it to my W, and make her day.
Probably a few more that could be added too - I bet you gals could think them up in your sleep.
SS
Hey thndr, I was wondering if flying home to you guys for the weekend was possible???? I know you are having the burial tomorrow... just found out... but I can pay my own airline ticket... only $150 from Spokane to Sacramento, but I don't know if it would be a bit too much having me there right now???????? I'm not even sure I would be in control of my emotions, probably would end up being a blithering case myself, so I know I wouldn't be much use to Neak in the comfort zone, so anyway, I'll be home at noon today, and I'll try calling you then... I just finished up a internship interview with the WA state legislature, and now I have a class I have to run to <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> but this is a rash decision I know but one I am willing to do. Anyway, email me if you see this before noon and I'll call~if I can't reach you I'll call neaksis. My flight would arrive at 10:50 a.m. and I would leave Monday to come back here. Anyway, if its too much emotional trauma already without me adding mine, no problem, my heart will be with you guys in every way, already is. Sorry this is a bit incoherent <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> but you know me: a very very emotional person. ttyl
You're not going to be able to reach her UNLESS SHE GETS OFFLINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I haven't been able to get through to her either. You're welcome to come spend the weekend with us. I'd offer to pay your ticket, but I can't right now, having met some unexpected expenses just recently. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Let us know what you decide. If you call, I'll be home until later this afternoon.
t&l
Maybe I'm wrong, but it seems as if he just reached across the chasm between us and tried to give me a hug, some kind of comfort, and in his own way, for Noni as well, because HE DOES KNOW how it feels in a way~the horror and shock, and then everyone's condolences that are painful to hear as well.
My take, admittedly second-hand and long-distance, was that his initial reaction to hearing the news was concern over how this would affect you. He wanted me to call you up and talk to you immediately, but I didn't because I didn't have your number with me at work, and besides (I told him) you probably would already have read about it that evening on MB. (OK, I was wrong about that.) When I read him your post, he laughed at the part about you eating all your Hawaii chocolates in one day, but the rest of the time he sounded pretty solemn. I'd almost thought his voice got kinda wobbly there briefly, talking about you, but this is Flard, after all, and if I'd asked him he'd never had admitted it anyway, so I can't say for sure. I do know he knew you'd be upset, and was worried about it, in his own Flard-like way.
I hope that whatever I have said doesn't hurt in any way, because I know that when people gave me pat answers it made life all that much harder.
I hope I didn't give you any pat answers that made life harder. If I did, I'm really sorry. I'm realizing how hard it is to properly express sympathy in circumstances such as these. If somebody says nothing, I think, "Well, how unsensitive and uncaring." And if they do say something, it makes me cry. So which is better? Hard to know, and I think this is why so many people have such trouble expressing themselves about death that they end up not saying anything at all to their bereaved friends. They can't figure out what to say, or when, or how, or even if...and it's just easier, in the face of so many uncertainties, to be silent.
t&l
How true T&L. On the way to the operating room, my doctor told me that the reason for the miscarriage could be that there was something "wrong" with the baby. NOT what I needed to hear. I wanted that baby.
Afterwards friends told me that I could always have another one. No comfort there either.
Hope Neak, you and the family are doing okay.
I'm skipping class <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> to work on a project, but I'll be home at noon to call.
It shows how precious and tenuous life is
It is, isn't it? I kinda approached this from another direction long, long ago (it seems) in the life lessons from the Saga, when I made the observation that life-changing events don't always announce themselves with a trumpet fanfare when they arrive. Baby Dillon started to die, in essence, about 8 wks. before we found out. Nobody knew. How could we have known? People go through life, day-in-and-day-out, focused on their immediate concerns, and so often completely oblivious to where all these events will converge...and sometimes combust!
If we knew that any particular act would be our last one, or a particular word, our final say, would it change what we did, or how we talked? Would we love our families more, be kinder, spend a few more minutes together, give longer hugs or warmer kisses? How our attitudes would change, I think, if we could
know that the end was just around the corner, and
there would be no other chances. My point is that, since we
don't know, and have no way of knowing either, each day of our lives should be approached as the wonderful, irreplaceable treasure that it is...not just something to be thoughtlessly, even carelessly, hurried through, because tomorrow's another day and--NO PROBLEM--we can "finish up" later.
Cherish today, and the people who inhabit it with you. Live so that when someday, as is inevitable, you must grieve, you will be able to do it without regret for opportunities lost.
t&l
AW, the men's-only seminar made me laugh out loud. Don't know that Neak did THAT, but she at least got a smile out of it. With that smile, and the ice cream her grandpa had her buy for the family (being of the opinion that ice cream is the ultimate panacea for sorrow! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), she will probably get through the day...
Thanks again to all of you.
t&l
Neak - just wanted you to know I've beenfollowing this and am so terribly sorry for your loss. You have a wonderful family who I'm sure will support you through this. TT
Still praying for all of you.
ECCLESIASTES 3
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
May your time of peace be soon. May your time of laughter come again quickly.
I know sometimes nothing helps. If it is that time, forgive me. I was never good at knowing the proper time for silence.
SS
Neak, t&l, AJ, Neaksis, and family
just thinking of and praying for you today.
Neak, AJ, T&L, NeakSis and family.
I am stunned by your loss.
I am thinking of you and praying for you.
-AD
Well, Neak, Neaksis, and I have spent, for people who are attending a funeral tomorrow, a surprising amount of time tonight laughing (on the phone) at a variety of odd things which have occurred. Which is good, since we've spent sufficient time crying, too, and it's nice to know that the capability for laughter is still there...even though there'll be weeping to spare tomorrow.
Let me say again how kind it has been for all of you to remember us in your thoughts and prayers. We appreciate you all more than you could possibly know.
t&l
the proper time for silence.
There's a proper time for
silence? Who knew? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Wish I'd learned that earlier in life. Coulda saved myself a LOT of
pilikea (trouble)!
t&l
If there comes a time for silence, I'll let y'all know. It hasn't happened yet in 33 years, so today and tomorrow don't look promising, either. (What's that you say about apples falling from trees?)
Not much energy to post yet, though if I don't start by the end of the weekend something is liable to rupture. Just know that I read everything and find it very comforting. Don't worry about saying the wrong thing; you would have to try very hard to offend me. For the record, my definition of empty platitudes is, e.g., when the lady from the pathology lab said she was sorry for my loss. She sounded sincere, it did not upset me, but did not particularly warm me either. It was just kind of shrug, thank you, shrug again. Whatever. I know that every word here is heartfelt, and I thank you. Much more sincerely than I thanked Ms. Path.
The man thing was soooo funny, a whole bunch of lol's on that one. Almost rofl! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> So true, all of it. Where can I sign AJ up?
Must go prepare for the day. TTYL.
t&l
yes I usually find I can TALK myself into trouble <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
There is a simple prayer I said today for the family of one of Aussies mates who was killed this week. Perhaps it will help ........... I do hope so.
Almighty God, Father of mercies and giver of all comfort; Deal graciously, we pray thee, with all those who mourn, that, casting every care on thee, they may know the consolation of thy love; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
I wish I could give more comfort. But to find some laughter as you have is very good for you all. Its healthy & its loving. God bless you all.
love
AW
yes I usually find I can TALK myself into trouble <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
A kindred spirit...how exciting. I have also been, over the years, fairly good at talking myself
out of trouble. Not always, you understand, but often enough to make me willing to try
every single time I'm headed for more hot water. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
But to find some laughter as you have is very good for you all.
I think it goes beyond "good" to essential, and life-sustaining. A long time ago, Pep said she found the personal self-deprecation here to be "grotesque." I'm perfectly willing to accept that many people will find strange the propensity of some to laugh when the humor isn't necessarily obvious. You know the old saying, "Laugh, and the world laughs with you; cry, and you cry alone." That's not always true. Sometimes when you laugh the world thinks you're nuts. But if it's funny, laugh anyway. You'll be stronger for it, and a little better-prepared to handle the tough stuff which is doubtless just around the corner. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I know it would've looked weird to others yesterday to watch the 3 of us on the phone laughing about the message I'd left on Neaksis' answering machine. She was stunned, and initially very puzzled to come home and find my voice on her machine, saying in a very quiet, solemn voice, "The funeral is tomorrow at 3PM. Dillion will be buried right near Hans' grave. I don't want you to feel like you have to come , because I know this is upsetting for you and you don't have to be there if it will be too much for you. We'll understand if you feel you can't make it." And she asked me, "Mom, why is there this message telling me not to come to the funeral if I can't handle it?" Which is when I realized that I'd called the wrong number, and left the message at the wrong house. It wasn't the message, or the funeral, either dead baby, or anything like that which was funny. It was just visualizing Neaksis' initial confusion as she sat listening to a very serious message from her own mother, informing her that her presence had suddenly become optional. Even if you left out sisterly loyalty and love, Neaksis will still be the photographer, as well as #1 assistant for juvenile crowd control, so suddenly hearing that she could stay home if she'd prefer, would have seemed very odd, indeed.
I don't think it's disrespectful to the dead to continue living, nor to find enjoyment in life wherever you can. Laughing yesterday, or even today, doesn't detract from the tears which will inevitably be shed when the time comes to say good-bye. In the past, I used to wonder about people talking and laughing at post-burial dinners, but then we started having losses in our own families, and now I understand a lot better.
t&l
A little smile, a bit on the sad side, when I told my four year old what had happened, he made a pained face. "Da baby died? Dat so sad!....................................................What I have for brekfuss?"
We took it one step further and started laughing at the funerals. (Probably not this one. No time to store up any funny stuff.) Grandpa made everybody laugh during his tribute to his mother, and everybody laughed during my little talk at Grandma's funeral. Laughing is ok.
Hi t&l, Neak & SS -
I see I have some catching up to do....what page did I last read... I'll have to dig back a few!
OMG...I just saw about Neaklet, I am so very sorry. This makes me very sad. Prayers and loving thoughts to you all.
Now I see his name is Dillon. Very very sad...
I swear you all feel like family. I'm taking this very hard.
be back later
We are back from the burial. Some friends made supper, and indeed enough for most of the next week.
He was so tiny. I couldn't bring myself to touch him - he was so fragile and looked as if he would break if breathed on. I held him once, and even with layer after layer of fabric, the whole bundle barely filled my cupped hands.
The Pwintheth held him, too.
He should have been almost a foot long, and weighing nearly a pound.
I am so glad I decided to see him. I would always have regretted it if I hadn't.
Please also pray for AJ's mother. We just found out she may have pneumonia and is in the hospital. More info should be forthcoming soon, I hope.
Neak -
I'm so glad you got to hold him. When I had my miscarriage at 20 weeks, I never thought of such a thing. One moment I was pregnant, and then I wasn't. I had emergency surgery because I almost bled to death. Just before going under I asked the doctor if the baby could be saved, and he said I was under the influence of the drugs. He told me I was talking crazy.
I never found out the cause, the sex of the baby, nothing. It still bothers me 25 years later.
Although I know you are very heart broken, I think the way everything has been handled will help in the end.
Neaksis here for T&L. Neak and AJ are on their way to the emergency room right now. During our little funeral dinner (thoughtfully provided by our good friends) the Dervish fell and cut his head open on the window sill. So, instead of languishing at home, they are headed back to the hospital.
Sigh.
Neaksis - Thanks for the update. Gosh, what else can go wrong? It seems like it is one thing after another. How are you doing tonight?
Neaksis
let us know how things went pls with the Dervish. Neak & AJ as are you, are all in my prayers.
A long time ago my DD fell and cut her head from eye to forehead. Now though not deep it was a fairly nice splt to her skull and was pouring blood ...those cuts always do.
so I placed pressure on it, wrapped it, drove to the base hospital with both kids, she was about 3, my DS 2, and I was covered in blood.
First they thought it was me, then when we sorted that out they finally got DD into a treatment room, when she went into hysterics, the doc could not get near her, in the end the chief surgeon told her "Would you like your Dad to fix you up honey?" Complete silence then a little 'Yes please"
SO, 2 hours later Aussie comes in, camo on, stinking of smoke and 2 weeks of non bathing, and was taken off to get clean.... never could find out why those nurses were giggling so much but I was preoccuppied ... so out he comes and cooly as can be picks up the sutures and talking to DD and with the doc giving her a local along the cut, sews her cut while she talked about the picture she painted for him.
DD promptly fell asleep in dads arms, after, he turns around to me, covered in gore with DS in my arms, biting my lips, asking the doc if she was alright.. perfect apart from the cut ... and hes says "Crikey girl you look a bit of a mess, what happened to you?" ..I never hit him once you know.
There must be a moral in the story somewhere, but really it was to say these cuts are mostly lots of blood and headaches but nearly always look worse than they are.
Hoping all is ok
AW
AJ says to tell you he has a few more gray hairs now. Other than that, the Dervish is, well, the Dervish. He needed 8-10 stitches to close the nice gash, very deep.
He took it like a trooper, in spite of screaming a good share of the way there, "I HATE SHOTS!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANT THE DOCKER TO GIVE ME A SHOT!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
It was hard work to calm him down, and we made it all the way through his version of Elijah (you remember him - the man in the Bible, who during the time of no rain was brought food by vultures), and part-way through Jonah, before we got there.
He kept the staff in stitches, too, with his nonstop pattering and jabbering about every topic under the sun. A beautiful moment was during the intake, when the nurse asked him, "Does anyone hurt you at home?" Naturally, without missing a beat, he answered "Yes!"
The nurse nodded sagely. "Who hurts you?"
"My brudder. He hits me and punches me."
I couldn't resist. "And who hurts your brother?"
Shamefacedly, "I do. I punch him and hit him and kick him, and then he punches me. In the face. Him have big mussles."
What they must think of our family! ??????
So he is back home now, fast asleep and quite the conquering hero. They even gave him the hemostats that they used to make his headdress/drape, so he could not be more thrilled.
I'm going to bed now before I have a nervous breakdown. Got to rest up for whatever he's planning for us tomorrow. The only good news is he had a bit of a fever back, so maybe he will be slightly docile again. Yeah, right.
so glad neak I was really hoping it was a stitch & patch job... though I panic if its a over grown toe nail!
Every time I hear of your darling dervish I think OMG what have I done..I'm too old for this !
Elijah...was brought food by vultures
Who's telling this kid Bible stories, anyway? Stephen King? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Shamefacedly, "I do. I punch him and hit him and kick him, and then he punches me. In the face. Him have big mussles."
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Tell me which hospital you went to, please. I don't want to accidentally show up there, either as a patient or a nurse!
t&l
Be very careful not to get hurt in or around San Andreas. We have never been there before, hopefully will never go there again, but can guarantee the staff who treated the Dervish will remember him for some time to come.
I forgot to mention the part where he told the Dr. and nurse about how his sister would try to kick him, and he would catch her foot and go like this: *moves clasped hands back and forth violently*. He freely admitted that she would only do this after he tried and tried to push her off the couch. The nurse had great sympathy for the poor, maligned Pwintheth. She still thought the Dervish was adorable, though, and said he was a real turbine. The Dr. had no trouble seeing the resemblance to Dash from the Incredibles.
Back to bed for now. The kids are gone to church, and AJ is here to take care of me while I rest. What a good husband, and a blessing!
Be very careful not to get hurt in or around San Andreas.
You have my word. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish fell asleep during church, and I carefully let him slumber until the bell was rung for potluck. Be sure and remember to thank me tonight when he doesn't want to go to bed. Oh, wait--how will you tell that from any other night?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll get online later, but right now I'm the prison warden for the 3 kids who committed egregious offenses against society on the way home from church, and are currently incarcerated in Grandma's Home-style Penitentiary...actual penitence not required.
I did want to put this up quickly, though, since it's long been a favorite of mine. For years, I'd intended to have it sung at my funeral, and whenever I was "down" I'd go to the piano and play it (the theme from "Finlandia"). It got to be a family joke (to everybody else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) because they could tell how I was feeling whenever they heard this song. Over the years, though, I've come to appreciate it for the depth of its meaning, completely unrelated to funerals, mine included. This morning HP was the speaker and he chose this song with which to close the service...and that's what reminded me of the poem, and made me want to share.
Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side;
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain;
Leave to thy God to order and provide;
In every change, He faithful will remain--
Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heav'nly Friend
Thru thorny ways leads to a joyful end.
Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake
To guide the future as He has the past.
Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;
All now mysterious shall be bright at last.
Be still, my soul; the waves and winds still know
His voice who ruled them while He dwelt below.
Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart;
And all is dark, and in the vale of tears.
Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,
Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.
Be still, my soul: Thy Jesus can repay
From His own fullness, all He takes away.
Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on
When we shall be forever with the Lord;
When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone,
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still my soul: when change and tears are past,
All safe and blessed, we shall meet at last.
Are you troubled today? God is still in charge. Be still, and know...
t&l
Here was my trick for putting kids to bed. I always bought lots of books for them, and encouraged books as presents. At bedtime (that would be 7:30PM) I let them lay in bed and read.
If they are "reading" (picture books help for little ones), they don't feel like it is the end of the fun. But when they lay in bed and read, they usually fall asleep very quickly. Around our house, we never had problems with going to bed.
And the best part was mom got some peace and quiet, and my boys grew up to by excellent readers.
we always had a very mixed time when the two grown ups were kids. Aussie could never see WHY a set bed time was required, he felt while he was up and playing with them it was ok.
Never mind if the poor little ones hsd to be up at 5.30 to eat breaky and then get the school bus by 6 to get into the base by 8.20 after collecting a bus load of kids. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Then when he was gone for weeks I had to use a rod of iron to get them into bed at a reasonable time so they wouldn't sleep at school!
The joys of living in remote communities. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Surprisingly, books at bedtime work for the Dervish, as well as they did for his Uncle Flard, long, long ago. Sometime I need to find the picture and post it of Flard lying in his crib, passed out cold, with a book almost as big as he was in his lap! The only way a book would put Mr. Computer and the Pwintheth to sleep was if somebody whapped them over the head with it. Otherwise they'd stay up and read till midnight!
Well, I've just spent a breathless Saturday night watching Diva #1 (the Pwintheth is also Diva #1 since neither of them can stand to be #2) use her birthday kit to assemble a potholder. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> Neak said to let her know when our noses started to bleed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Boy I haven't had this much fun since the last time I had a tooth pulled! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I sent my uncle a copy of Neak's upcoming book, via email, for him to review prior to publication. He's a preacher, and after the last book came out he wondered why she hadn't incorporated some
pertinent point he felt should've been included. So this time I thought I'd give him a chance to give his input while it still counted. Guess what? That bad old "Stan" is busy up in Washington, too, wreaking havoc and causing trouble. Either that, or dear Uncle can't type "Satan" any better than Neak can...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> So, when I offer the man a chance to make suggestions, what does he do? Thanks for asking. I'll tell you. He says he loved it, and so does my cousin who's reading it now, while my aunt waits impatiently for her turn...and doesn't make any suggestions at all!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I think today was a nice day, though, for her to hear something positive and good. Probably easier to take right now than a detailed critique of her book's "flaws," of which she would've been completely unaware till that very moment!!
I was really relieved to read her post yesterday that she was glad she saw the baby. It wasn't originally her intention, and when she suddenly switched horses on me in midstream, then gasped and burst into tears as soon as she saw him, I was very afraid that something bad had just happened, without knowing exactly what. I was so glad to go online and find out what she was thinking, and that it was OK! How on earth would we communicate without MB? Talk, you say? How retro. How quaint. How yesterday...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
It's fascinating to me that it is EASIER to post here, it feels safer somehow than talking to someone eye to eye!
Counter-intuitive huh!
Glad to hear everyone made it through the funeral ok. I've been praying for all of you.
Hope AJ and Neak get some rest!
Gotta love the Dervish!
I don't think so, necessarily. When you talk to people, they interrupt, they get distracted, they mentally wander off in the middle of your oration. When you write stuff down, you can get your whole thought in without interruption (and not just edgewise, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />). It can be assimilated by your target audience more than once, should they choose to read it again. You have a chance to edit in a way that's impossible when the words are rolling out of your actual mouth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And besides, there's all that messy human interaction that you risk when you talk to someone face-to-face. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Not that our family skips the direct stuff (you may have guessed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but I would've had a hard time asking her
directly why she decided to see the baby at the last minute, or why she reacted so strongly when she did. How on earth would I
ever know if it was a good time to ask, or if she was having a fleeting, peaceful moment that I was about to disrupt by untimely words? Writing is a good thing, and the very anonymity of this forum allows a freedom of expression that would be hindered if we were, say, a group of fellow church members that had to see each other week by week, after such frank confessions! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
As for the Dervish, most of the love he gets has just a tinge of fatigue with it, for some reason. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> If his injury has slowed him down any, I'm going to have to get out my electron microscope to find it. I have Neak's 3 kids today. Mr. Computer and the Pwintheth are doing their home school work at yesterday's Home-style Penitentiary, today renamed Noah's Reform School. The 2 scholars <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> have actually been doing quite well, comparatively speaking. The Dervish doesn't have anything set to do, so has been attempting to amuse himself without getting into trouble...not an easy feat for him. Awhile ago, a certain anonymous individual <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> went into the bathroom and seriously polluted the atmosphere. During the process, the Dervish was called into the bathroom to answer a question. He came and opened the door, looked around, wrinkled his nose ever-so-slightly, then backed out quietly and closed the door...all without ever saying a word. (He answered his question from outside the door.) Awhile later, I saw him lugging a little fan around, and when he headed for the bathroom (now empty, with door closed) I asked him, "What do you think you're going to do with that fan?" He looked at me like I was crazy, and replied, "But, Noah, I doying put da fan in
dis room. It not smeyoh bewwy dood in dere." At least we can be sure that with the Dervish in their house, AJ and Neak's grieving won't be entirely unrelieved by either excitement or humor.
t&l
Your lil' Dervish is certainly a character! We have a couple of whirling dervishes in our family, although they seem to be growing out of a lot of the "whirling". Our son was also somewhat of a whirling dervish...aided and abetted by the kids who lived behind us.
One year, I made a Superman costume for our son (he was about 3) as a Christmas present. He promptly put the cape on, climbed up onto the arm of the couch, jumped off, and said, "Aw, shoot! It don't work!" He still loved to dress up in it, anyway. A couple of summers later, he had outgrown the shirt and tights, but still played with the cape. One day, I heard something on the roof. I looked out the window to see the neighbor kids standing out there, hollering, "JUMP!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I rushed out there to find that DS had managed to put a ladder against the house and climb onto the roof...and was preparing to take off in true Superman-style flight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Only by threatening to kill him was I able to talk him into coming down the ladder, instead. Neighbor kids were banished from my yard with a promise to call their mother. Turns out that DS had told them the cape didn't work when he tried jumping off the couch, but they convinced him that the reason it didn't work was because the couch wasn't high enough. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
When DGS#3 was about 4, DH had parked his truck under a big cedar tree beside the driveway while he was mowing the grass. DH also neglected to remove the key. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> DGS#3 noticed that the wind was blowing that tree pretty well, so he cranked the truck up and drove it INTO THE END OF THE HOUSE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> There was an air conditioner in one of the windows, and that got pushed into the den, where DGS#1 was watching TV. DGS#1 told me, "MeMe, I was just sitting there, and all of a sudden I heard a noise and here comes the air conditioner, so I got up and RAN!"
Thankfully, the air conditioner wasn't hurt other than a few dents, and the window frame was only slightly dislodged.
When Paw came running around the house, DGS#3 just beamed at him and said, "Paw, I saved your new truck!" Paw wanted to know what he thought he saved the truck FROM. "I saved it from that tree falling on it."
Paw chewed him out good and proper and told him that he had better NEVER turn a key to crank anything up ever again! Well, while Paw was fixing the window and putting the air conditioner back in, he heard the lawn mower crank up. Yep, DGS#3 had cranked up the lawn mower and came around the house like a bat out of Hades! After getting his seat warmed for this second offense, he sobbed, "But, Paw! I was just saving you from having to walk back to the lawn mower!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I just wanted to let y'all know that y'all aren't the only ones with a whirling dervish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Yes, he will certainly keep Neak and AJ occupied...and help them through their grief in his own way.
I do want to let you know something from my own experiences, though. Neak may, at a later date, have a day when grief may come crashing down upon her. For me, it was usually about a week after we experienced the loss of each baby. It would be awful, but I think it was a necessary thing, as I was then able to go about daily life a little better...without that heavy weight inside my chest. Oh, I still grieved...still do shed tears from time to time, as a matter of fact. You never really get "over it", but you go on with life. I guess that heavy weight inside my chest was from trying to control my grief so my family wouldn't worry about me. My H said that he dealt with it by going out into the woods and just screaming and hollering. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
You never really get "over it", but you go on with life.
I'm surprised to read how many of the ladies on this board have suffered pregnancy losses. It's never easy for anybody, but there were special difficulties attending miscarriages in Believer's and Lady Clueless' era (which would be mine, too) because there was so little attention given to the emotional side of it. You didn't see the baby, even if it was "see-able," you didn't get any memories...nothing. I have a good friend at work who lost a term baby during labor some 30+ years ago. She had an emergency c-section, and the baby was buried and gone before she ever got out of the hospital. When our mutual friend lost her baby at 4 days of age, 10 years ago, she came to the hospital and held him and cried, and in some way felt that she'd been able to say good-bye to her own child from so long ago. There was no acknowledgement of women's pain and loss back in those days. It never occurred to medical professionals to even try. The same thing happens now to women like Gell, who lose babies too early to have any precious memories of their infants provided to them at all. Who can blame us for having questions when overwhelmed by this kind of grief, or for wondering why?
I'm borrowing myself without permission from FF, since it "fits" here, and I think after Dillon died, we're going to be doing a lot of thinking about why, and what it all means, and where faith comes into play when you've had a painful loss. So we might as well all ruminate together. I'll talk more about it in the future, but since I'm done threatening the Dervish for tonight--I think he's finally fallen asleep--I'm going to head for home. Drat. He's still awake. I'm going home anyway. I'm Grandma'd out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
HP burned our brush pile tonight, and the kids got to have barbecue veggie weiners roasted over the fire...then heated in the microwave when the fire turned out to still be too hot for them to get close enough to for cooking purposes (without cooking
themselves first! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />). After all that excitement, plus marshmallow roasting, the Dervish fell asleep on the way home just long enough to revive him so he could object to bedtime.
I'm kiddie-watching today for Neak, which doesn't exactly lend itself to deep spiritual meditation , so I can't really try to tackle this for you right now. There is an answer, though--even a "straight" one--that can be seen and understood, I believe, by the eye of faith.
In the meantime, let me assure you that you are one in a long line of people who have wrestled with this very issue. Go to Psalm 73:1-17, and read how King David struggled with his envy at the wicked, who seemed to have everything going for them, while he tried to do good, only to be "plagued" and "chastened" for his efforts. His understanding and acceptance came when he "went into the sanctuary of God," where he "understood...their end." The sanctuary service tells the story. It contains your answer, and it promises you that your best days are still ahead (and your DS's, too). According to the Bible, for your WS and his mistress, however, unless they repent, turn away from their sins, and are forgiven, these are the best days they'll ever have. It's hard to see the glory of the future, though, while bogged down in the pain of now...but you're still farther ahead than they are, or can ever hope to be, while they continue in the course they have chosen.
The Dervish is frighteningly silent. I must go and investigate. If you want to chew on this subject more later, I'd be happy to do so, since I've tangled with this sort of jealousy myself over and over again during my life, even if it was not for the same reason.
t&l
P.S. Neak laughed when she read about Lady Clueless' son, and said, "Oh, good. It could be worse." And I said, "Yeah, her son could still be 4 years old, your next door neighbor, and the Dervish's best friend!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
T&L - You are exactly right about how primitive things used to be for grieving moms. Can you believe, after losing my baby, they put me on the L&D floor? I stayed up all night listening to moms giving birth.
There was one nurse that came and comforted me though. She was the one who got me through it. The doctors were worthless. Maybe that's why I have always had a lot of respect for nurses.
Can you believe, after losing my baby, they put me on the L&D floor?
There may not have been any other logical place to put you, although it probably never entered the hospital mind-set back then to try and give you a room in a less-traumatic site. After all, 25 years ago, these events weren't considered actual
losses, "just" miscarriages. At my hospital, we try to put people out on the surgical floor, as space is available. Sometimes, if there's no private room out there, and they'd be sharing a room with an agitated oldster, patients elect to keep their private room on the L&D floor, as the better of 2 bad choices! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> In Neak's case, I called ahead and requested the room in the very back at the far end of the least-used hallway. The room itself had a solid wooden door, and that section of the hall also had one, so when they both were closed she was fairly-well insulated from any of the activity in the rest of the department. She also spent the night there afterwards, since I figured nobody anywhere else in the hospital was likely to take better care of her than my own friends.
I'm sorry for your rough experience back then. I'm sure the fact that the treatment you got was par for the course in those days doesn't make it any easier to remember. I'm glad, though, that you had someone who tried to make it better for you. Well, maybe not "better." Just less bad.
What a lot of baby playmates there will be in heaven! I hope they've got some kind of improvement on diaper patrol, as we know it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'll be over smelling the roses, thank you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Thinking of you all. Wishing you well.
Praying for you.
SS
Thanks for the prayers and the good wishes. It has touched our hearts to have so many express their loving concern for us in our loss. It is fascinating to me to observe how the MB board has become to us (as it doubtless has to others) both different and more than we ever expected it to be when we first wandered by. I sometimes look at pages from The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid and wonder, "Where'd all THAT come from anyway?" Who knew, at my age, and in this format, I would come to know so many people...and so many people would come to know me too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It is a daily pleasure both to "speak" and to "listen" here on this thread, and others. And in the process, we find ourselves gaining insights, changing opinions, growing testicles (even we girls, if necessary), as we learn about ourselves and what we need to do. Neak told me tonight that AJ mentioned to her on the way home from the hospital that he felt the family had become much closer over the last year, with all our troubles, even HP and him. OK, now there's a newsflash for y'all! I'll let Neak give her own details as she wants (unless she takes too long), but since the funeral service was private for just a few relatives and friends, we had no pastor, figuring we could do it ourselves to suit us. Neak asked HP to say a prayer. He decided that a prayer wasn't "enough" for the occasion, and extemporized a talk, during which he cried quite noticeably on several occasions. Clams cry. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Who'da thunk it? So I think AJ is right. This whole experience--starting with the affair--has altered the dynamics and course of this family in unexpected ways. And in the long run, I know we'll be better for it, too. Short run hasn't been too hot, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Well, it's getting late and I'm worn to a thread. At least tomorrow I don't have to get up for anything that I know of, and if something comes up, how's about nobody tell me about it until at least 9:30? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
If the clam can cry, he can talk.
Not sure what it will take, but I bet he can learn.
I see you are worn to a thread - I need to loose weight......... tell me how you did it?
Oh, and I would guess you need a new wardrobe now, you may as well post pics.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
Lady C,
I haven't heard any thing bad on your end for quite some time.
Is that good?
SS
I need to loose weight......... tell me how you did it?
Oh, and I would guess you need a new wardrobe now, you may as well post pics.
Not sure which photo you thought indicated weight loss. It was probably just a fortunate camera angle, since right now I'm supposed to lose weight for my BP but hadn't been able to get motivated quite yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> For me, it involves cutting out sodas (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />), cutting way back on other sweets, and oils. My two favorite food groups, too--sugar and fat! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I still have clothes saved from the last time I lost weight, so I think a recycled wardrobe would be more in order than a new one, should the time come. Been putting off a re-visit to the MD, too, because I didn't want to get lectured. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Not sure which photo you thought indicated weight loss.
Not from a photo - I got it from this:
Well, it's getting late and I'm worn to a thread.
Threads are p r e t t y thin AROUND HERE. So, I thought you must be thin now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm about where you report you are - except I didn't save my clothes.
It makes me tired to think about how your last week was. I'm one of those people that doesn't know what to say, but I try anyway. I just hope good comes out of all this.
SS
Not sure which photo you thought indicated weight loss.
Not from a photo - I got it from this:
Well, it's getting late and I'm worn to a thread.
Threads are p r e t t y thin AROUND HERE. So, I thought you must be thin now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Ah. I get it now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Slow catching on these days, for some reason. I would be one of the big, sturdy, wide,
industrial-strength threads, then. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
"All things
work together for good to them that love God..." I've always noticed how it does NOT say all things
feel good while they're working together, though!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
More's the pity.
t&l
"All things work together for good to them that love God..." I've always noticed how it does NOT say all things feel good while they're working together, though!!
More's the pity.
I've noticed that VERY SAME THING.
But then, how would we appriciate being happy, if we were never sad? I think good days feel good because of the bad days.
Still don't look for the bad ones though.
Life is good to you despite the hardships?
More happy than sad?
SS
You have very intelligent trousers, young lady! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You may have called it, though. That would explain a lot. I guess when a person's as short as I am, they get to the end of their rope a lot faster than they would otherwise, and the reason I feel so close to the end of mine is because I was already so close to it when I started. Maybe I should just tie my toes in a knot and hang onto my feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi guys
how are you all?
just to prove I'm not the smartest twigg off the tree, I agreed on the weekend to look after our friends little 5 yr old girl while they have to run over to China... the H dad is very very ill and hes a bit concerned about taking the kids.
His son is at boarding school here for the few months but can come home to us whenever.
I sorta half brought little Lisa & Tom up so it was no big one really.... but now with Mikey too...I'm re-entering the REAL mum years and I feel SOOOOO old!!
AW child care corp! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aussie wont mind -- I hope - as far as he's concerned he loves kids and any around when he is get treated like ours ... half the time I never knew how many I was cooking for... back to the future..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
as far as he's concerned he loves kids and any around when he is get treated like ours
From your stories, it sounded to me like he
WAS one of the kids! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And you, the lone and outnumbered adult in the group! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Oh, well, somebody's got to be the grownup, I guess...
First night back at work. I didn't like it very well. I guess it will get better.
t&l
AFter having gone back to work after some many months - 18 - I have to say NOPE it does not get better! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The trouble with being the grown up is that you are the party pooper <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Sorry if I'm asking this out-of-turn, but is 18 months how long it has been since Peter died? I don't know, but why I thought that had happened quite awhile ago. One of the friends who came to Dillon's funeral is the nurse who lost the 4-day old 10 yrs. ago. She can talk about him now without crying every single time, but she's not "over" it yet, and I'm sure she realizes she never will be, not all the way. Neak especially appreciated her attendance at the funeral, since Dillon is buried only a few feet away from Hans, and almost 10 years to the day afterwards, too. But she came, and made all that food, too. There's true friendship, as far as I'm concerned.
What I've learned over the years of working with people who lose an infant is simple: There is no timetable for grief, no schedule for recovery. Nobody's mourning is exactly the same as anybody else's, and nobody can decide for someone else how they should deal with their loss, or when it's been "long enough." And you can't really plan ahead, or practice, either. You just plow forward, and blunder through the best that you can.
t&l
I'm losing track of time and what I posted where to whom.
DID I tell you Aussies brother rang me about 2 weeks ago - see another very active communicator <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - asked me if I had heard from his big bro.
Yes I had blah blah blah so on & so forth.
"CLICK" the light went on!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
OK AB ..whats wrong. "Ah nuthin." Ab ? Well um you see I went on the Rottnest Island fun run - this is an old prison/Army island about 12 miles off the coast which is now a family holiday place ..no cars allowed all bikes or walking
Photo last holiday we had there They swim across - yes right through the white pointer feeding grounds, I DID SAY he was aussies brother you know - then get out at the pub - yes the PUB - and run around the lakes in the islands interior back to the pub for drinkies.
The lakes are so high in salt you cannot sink, its weird.
Well the road back is across a causeway lined with big limestone rocks to protect it from the lakes and he decides he needs a wee.
He thought he'd just duck off to the side of the road in the rocks and get relief, Un Ah .......
he goes full tilt into a out cropping piece of rock just at eyebrow level, gets knocked down, sees stars - the twinkle twinkle kind, gets up reckons he ok, does his business, bends down to get his breath after the knock and blood starts spurting out.
Puts his hand on his head to apply pressure - nope not working, gets his towelling hat out of his pocket and jams that down .. nope still bleeding ..takes his T SHIRT OFF WRAPS IT AROUND ..nope
So he staggers out & lucky for him his wife & FIL come jogging by - they were his support team - OMG she shouts - by this time he looks like our Lord with a crown of thorns, blood pouring down his head - only image I can relate to sorry - so they grab an arm each and say come on back to the Pub for first aid.
Jog off. As they come into the settlement the loudspeaker announces .. "And its AB from Booragoon first in , look at him and his support team.. fantastic ladies & gentlem... JESUS CH...T where's the medic"
Oh yes, blood is thicker than water ,,,just wait .....
He gets a few stitches, but by now groggy, bit under the weather.. But NO I paid for 4 nights to stay here so we are staying! But honey says poor suffering wife with 2 yr old & 6 month old baby each hip you really should... NOPE!!
Commanding male behaviour you see ...so manly isn't it?
Well there they are .. in a lovely beach side cottage a day later .... AB gets up ... concussion of couse - takes the lovely blue tablets which makes all the pain just float away.... I can almost see you just shaking your head t&l...
hes alright isnt he? he can ride a bike can't he? NOPE
he falls off about 5 feet from the cottage ..broken right collar bone.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Then AB tells me filled with pride.... but I WON the race!!
I had a very very long phone call from his wife. Shes decided not to have her tubes tied for now.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
MONTHS?????????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You're going to be living those in dog years, my dear! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Shes decided not to have her tubes tied for now.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'd think she'd open her own abdomen with a kitchen knife and tie those tubes with twine, unassisted, rather than run the risk of having more than 2 little replicas of
THAT guy! No offense to Aussie, but you DID say living with him was rather, um,
intense. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
no its ok now...I dont break down anymore as often - rare actually now..still have a cry or two every now & then ...but it was XMAS 2000. I guess that where I went off the tracks so to speak. You know I couldn't even talk about this only months ago. Amazing. IC actually works! As well as going back to church.
18 months ago was when I committed to getting my M & life back on track. I couldn't do it where I had the affair so I left.
Transferred to another DEPARTMENT.
You know I couldn't even talk about this only months ago. Amazing. IC actually works! As well as going back to church.
Divine help with human encouragement is really a dynamite combination, isn't it? I'm glad you're getting better on so many fronts, even though I'm sure sometimes it seems like it's taking a very long time.
I'm going to sleep now. Would've done it already if Neaksis and 2 of her cherubs (the sick one and the suspended-for-a-day-because-he-didn't do-his-work one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) hadn't arrived before I could crash. Since the Semi-Browed Wonder doesn't have his books yet, he thought he was going to be able to spend his time here reading my cartoon books. Oh, no, no, no! Thanks to the wonder of Al Gore's internet, I have downloaded 2 pages of math problems, and 3 pages of reading comprehension for him to work on while he awaits the arrival of his actual assignments! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> No, SBW, you don't have to thank me. It was nothing. Really. I'm just glad I could help! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> In this family, Grandma is NOT the indulgent one! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
No offense to Aussie, but you DID say living with him was rather, um, intense.
ROTFLMAO hehehe you can certainly say that.
Of course you haven't lived until you've been thrown into a wall or two because you forget NOT to wake him up suddenly.
Ouch. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Dont get the wrong idea..not domestic ..just PTSD. He most likely wont sleep in a bed for a few weeks at first ...he'll try of course but you usually find him outside under a bush or curled up in a dark corner.
And he can get very very narky .... swear a lot .. etc I mean you can be lectured on it, read about it, but its a bit of shock the first time or two.
I do feel its been getting worse each time but he wouldn't talk to me about it, understandably I wasn't the flavour of the month for a while.
We'll see next Xmas I guess.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AJ suggested I post this link, and I think it is a really nice idea. Wow, the wonders of the internet, but the funeral home has an online guest book, if you can believe. (Mom, Darien wrote if you want to look.)
The information you put can be viewed, all of it as far as I know, so don't hesitate to make up an address if that is one of the required fields. 123 Anonymous Drive, Anytown, MS, USA. Or whatever. We will treasure each response.
Dillon's Guest Book I'm pretty well zombified at this point, and I think I did rupture something by not letting things start spilling out on paper sooner. Yesterday was especially. It started out bad when I accidentally dumped a bunch of food out of the refrigerator onto the floor, and only went downhill from there.
Today was better; we went to town and had a nice time with the kids, but part of me goes through the motions of life while the other part sits there in a daze trying to grasp what has happened.
In a few more minutes it will be exactly a week since he was born.
Ok, got through that little segment. By this time last week I was either unconscious or incoherent or both, not really sure which one, so not as traumatic.
Beautiful text, B; it describes exactly how I feel right now, but you knew that, didn't you?
I really thought I would be able to put marriage building on hold for a little bit, but perhaps that won't work quite as well as I thought. Hindsight is 20/20, and in retrospect I should have known better. But I thought since I did so well handling the sympathy card from ol' Garg that it would be the right time to deal with the email which, with demonically perfect timing, was waiting in my inbox when I got home from the hospital the day I found out the baby was dead, and which I ignored until now. ANYHOO...it did/does have to be dealt with, but perhaps I ought not to have taken such a large dose at once.
Naturally every contact with her stirs up every possible hateful feeling against my husband, but to at last see the full extent of things laid out for my viewing 'pleasure' was pretty overwhelming. She had - of course - carefully marked each receipt which AJ apparently has in his possession, to make sure I knew the full scope of what he hadn't told me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Pathetic? Immensely. Effective? By now, not very.
Still, just the usual anger from having to deal with her welled up to the point that I took my aggressions out on my poor kitchen, which fortunately had plenty of areas needing said aggression.
Deep in thought, I did not hear AJ come in to bring me the phone until he was there. Deep in thought, I did not realize I was glaring at him until he asked me why I was looking at him that way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I apologized or something, and said I hadn't meant to look at him in any bad way, (at least that's what I think I said, and what I was trying to say). I have tried to be so careful that I don't take my anger out on him about the past, but to express anything and everything in a constructive way. I think most times I have been successful, at least never yelling, screaming, or cursing at him. Until now, never baring my fangs, either.
At the very least, this shows how very far my guard is down, and how careful I will have to be over the next whiles so I don't go off on him.
Before everything happened, I became very upset one day when, in the context of my needing to be able to be NC ASAP, I mentioned the game-playing and efforts to hurt me that had been occurring since the very beginning. This was the first I was going to bring up how very angry I felt toward him EVERY TIME I had to deal with her, and how bad that was/is for our recovery and marriage. The discussion never got that far, because his immediate response was, "What games? What has she done to you?"
I admit my knee-jerk reaction was to feel like he was defending her, even though he tried to make clear at the time that if something was going on, he wanted to make sure it was stopped. That was a little better, but also meant he had not been particularly listening as each time over the span of months I shared a bit of my pain with him.
Thus I became very upset at that point, and said with all the control I could muster, that the games and hurt should not be a surprise to him, because I had told him each and every time she had written, and shared the things which had hurt me. "I DID NOT KEEP ANY OF THIS A SECRET FROM YOU!!!"
In a short while, he apologized, though clearly not understanding what had so upset me. I promised to talk about it more later, when I was better able to discuss it calmly. That was right at the start of what was to have been 10 marathon days in a row, with him working up to 15 hours each day, plus a long commute. There was just no leisure time to have an unhurried talk, so I decided to just wait till the 10 days were up.
Last Tuesday I had to interrupt him at the end of Day 8, and that was hardly the time, either. I thought it would probably be a month or so before I was equipped to pick up where we left off, but after such a strong reaction tonight maybe I should not wait such a long time. Though is lesser in importance and scale of botherance, at the same time it is made worse by my fragile state...the same fragile state that makes it hard to deal with. Figures.
I suppose I should have something for supper before I go to bed, and I can't do that unless I quit rambling first.
I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me. (Repeat 14,782 times.)
There is just one song stuck in my head, where it has been going round and round the last week: "As the deer panteth for the water, so my soul longeth after Thee..."
Neak
big hugs [[[[[[[Neak]]]]]]
This time is a very strange period for you. There will be a temptation to hide your real grief and to cry alone.
To be alone. At least it was for me.
If I can give you any advice, say any words that may help perhaps not now, but long term....its do not hide from this. Do not hide it from AJ. Tell him what is going on inside of you, talk, cry, yell together if you need to.
I just about destroyed 'US' by not doing this. Instead of clinging to each other, helping us each to keep afloat, I drove Aussie away.
It is a certain madness, a elemental pain so intrinsic to your being that you almost miss it as you heal.
When you least want to, share the pain. Sometimes all you want is to he held, its so deep that you'll take anyone, THATS where you can stuff up badly if you dont share with your AJ. I did. ..stuff up I mean.
Love WILL get you through along with faith and family snd friends.
You are doing well neak, please don't think you need to 'try' for anyone here. Say what you need to say, feel what you need to feel and we'll hug you hard as we can, even if only in prayer and thought.
Love
AW
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
but you usually find him outside under a bush or curled up in a dark corner.
We'll see next Xmas I guess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
If I remember correctly from those long-ago grade school geography classes, it's
summertime in Australia at Christmas, isn't it? So at least he won't be cold. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I remember when HP and I were first married, we were sitting at the dining room table one day and a car driving outside had a loud, explosive backfire. One second I was talking to him, and the next second he was under the table, taking cover against incoming rounds. It's been long enough from Viet Nam that he doesn't do that any more (think of how THAT would enliven the church potluck!), but it was certainly a surprise for me the first time. Kewpie also had PTSD, and during one of his incarcerations, somebody bugged him while he was asleep and he jumped up and grabbed the guy and set him up on top of a shelf somewhere, all before he fully woke up. So what adventures you'll be having next Christmas. I suggest a long pole if you want to wake him up. Either that, or just leave him alone till he wakes up all by himself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sometimes it's uncanny how well some of you can intuit me. AW, how'd you know I'm a stiff upper lip kind of gal? Caution well taken--I was already in a vulnerable state due to past events, and after this I will never just assume that I, or any other person, would be immune. Far better to avoid the earliest steps in any dangerous paths.
I had to get additional directions to find out how to read what people had sent, even clicking on the above address. Are there any other technological incompetents out there who want to say a word to Neak and AJ? If so, this is for you. If you want to see what other people wrote, after you get to the funeral home site, click on "obituaries," then on Dillon's name, and you'll get to the tribute page, but if you just want to write, the first click will be enough to get you there.
t&l
By this time last week I was either unconscious or incoherent or both, not really sure which one, so not as traumatic.
Both. Unfortunately, it's not possible to stay that way.
the sympathy card from ol' Garg
Neak was commenting that the sympathy card said it was from friend to friend. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> But, as I reminded her, I don't think Hallmark really makes cards to exactly fit this situation. It didn't help that the card was in an unfamiliar handwriting, to "AJ and family," with no return address, and postmarked from a town an hour away from where any of them live. Do you think someone was hoping (perchance <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />)
he'd be the one to open it? Hm-m-m-m-m. Think. Think. Think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Until now, never baring my fangs, either.
Hm-m-m-m-mph. I'd be surprised to hear that, up till now, he even knew that you
had fangs, much less that he had ever seen
them bared! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sometimes all you want is to he held, its so deep that you'll take anyone, THATS where you can stuff up badly if you dont share with your AJ. I did. ..stuff up I mean.
This may be at least part of the explanation for why so many marriages don't surivive the loss of a child. I'm glad that yours is pulling through, even though it took the long way around (the one with all the big rocks and deep potholes!) to get there. Thanks for your encouragement to Neak. She needs it, and has tended to be (in person) kind of a stoical, nothing's-wrong-everything's-fine-what-are-you-talking-about kind of gal. It's hard to pull that kind of attitude off under this sort of provocation, though, and I was happy to hear you tell her that
it isn't necessary. And not just not necessary...not even a good idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am so appreciative of those who posted in Dillon's online condolence book. I read the most recent ones to Neak while she waits at the Dr.'s office for the Dervish to be called in to have his stitches removed. Personally, I would've thought they ought to be left in longer than 5 days, but I'm told he seems to be healing very quickly. I guess if you're going to be the kind of kid that dives into hard, pointy objects, you'd also better be the kind that repairs itself fast. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I do have to say, its NOT MY FAULT there are no spaces in Dillon's book... I did make spaces, I did put commas, I did put dashes, and instead, everything is crammed together, and a bunch of ?????? dot it. I would get a low grade from any professor for that piece of run-on paragraphs and bad grammar. Somehow it takes away from the emphasis I tried to put into it. I think I'm going to complain to the funeral home!!! They really need to fix it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, in my Victorian Lit class, we are studying Tennyson, and soon we are diving into his "In Memoriam" but having read it previously, it really spoke to me then as it does now.
I wonder now how much strain the miscarriages really put on our marriage--I mean, was it a huge factor in the rift between Flard and I? I had not thought so previously, but now I am inclined to at least wonder if this is not the case???
What is Flard doing for Thanksgiving, anyway? I'm flying to Texas for Thanksgiving on Friday! I might drop by the old homestead in Oklahoma and kiss it goodbye one last time, all the memories and good times.
I do have to say, its NOT MY FAULT there are no spaces in Dillon's book...
You didn't
really use up all the space in the book. I know, because another kind person from MB posted after you. That'd be kinda chintzy to put a limit on "tributes", wouldn't it? But there are no quotas on memories, apparently.
I wonder now how much strain the miscarriages really put on our marriage--I mean, was it a huge factor in the rift between Flard and I? I had not thought so previously, but now I am inclined to at least wonder if this is not the case???
I've thought for a long time that it had an enormous influence on what happened after. Flard's defence against hurt is to drive everybody away. He's a "soulless male. With pride" (his own words, earlier this week). It often seems to me lately as if he is deliberately offensive, actively attempting to alienate people and provoke them into behaving badly towards him so that he'll have an excuse for keeping them at a distance, or even eliminating them from his life. Naturally (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), I am determined not to give him the satisfaction of success in this ignoble endeavor, and pretend not to notice that he's doing this. I talked with Neaksis about this weird behavior a little this morning, and without prompting she told me her thoughts, which were pretty much exactly what I was thinking about it, too. I am convinced that his determination not to be hurt again, in the way that losing the babies hurt him, is at the root of his rejection of God, his wife, and (to a certain extent) his family, as well. I was convinced of this even before he basically admitted to me last summer that this was "part" of the reason behind what he'd done. "Part," my foot.
I have no idea what he's doing for Thanksgiving...and while we're on the subject, who does an atheist thank, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I know he's not coming here, although he does plan to come for Christmas, and has agreed to help us out with the program at the church. I think. Personally, I don't think much of an atheism that isn't robust enough to survive a short, seasonal church program once a year, so he'd better not try and fink out at the last minute.
For someone supposedly so comfortable in his disbelief, and new independent lifestyle, he spends a lot of his time being belligerent and defensive towards people who don't agree with him...even when they don't say a word. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I told him that talking to him was as easy as tap dancing on eggs without cracking shells. and for some reason, he became defensive about that. Go figure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I'm 110 years older right now than I was when I came to work last night, and it's only been 8 hrs. since I arrived, too. I did the prudent nurse thing, and got my pt. delivered in the first 45 min. of my shift. Everything was going swimmingly. They were happy. The Dr. was happy. I was happy (relatively speaking). HappyHappyHappy. Yes, indeed.
During the hour after delivery that we keep pts. I checked in on her and found her feeding the baby, who was breastfeeding as if he'd been born to do just that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I noticed she was going to need a new IV, so I went and got one, got the medicine I needed in it, injected it into the solution, and I was back in the room, just about ready to place the new tubing when I heard the baby's auntie say, "He looks sort of purple to me." Bear in mind that to do the things I just said I did would've taken me 3 minutes or less, at the very most, so I had an extremely-recent view of the baby doing just fine. From where I was standing by the IV all I could see was the blanket he was wrapped in and the top of the little hat they put on to keep the babies warm. Auntie, on the other hand, was standing on the far side of the bed looking directly at his face. Still, people often think normal post-delivery bruising has some ominous meaning, so I told her, "You'd be a funny color, too, if somebody squeezed YOU through a little opening like he just did. Babies often look purple."
As I said that, I looked up from where I was fixing the IV to where Auntie was holding the baby and saw him for the first time in this conversation, and in my head I said to myself, at a shriek, "NOT THAT PURPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I went over and snatched, I mean, took him, with calm authority, out of Auntie's hands. He wasn't moving. He wasn't breathing. And he was definitely purple. By now, I'd quit breathing, too, but fortunately was still able to move. I'm guessing my color was some sort of pasty white, although I didn't stay around to check. Fortunately, the labor/delivery rooms are right across the hall from the neonatal intensive care unit, and as I came flying out the door I could hear the voice of their charge nurse down at our nurses' station. I called her name with sufficient "sincerity" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> that I could hear her jump up and go, "What? What?" just before I opened the door to the NICU and came barrelling in, seriously disrupting the nurses' snack time. As I punched myself in through the locked door, the baby gave a single gasp, and his limbs moved once, which told me that there was still somebody in there, thank God. It only took 15-20 seconds of oxygen and ventilation to pink him up and start him crying again, but all I can say is that kid had better have Auntie as his favorite person all his life, because if it wasn't for her, he wouldn't have had a life at all. I did go back in and talk with mama about the importance of making sure that your breast tissue doesn't occlude the baby's nasal passages during feedings, however.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> She told me, "I just thought he was sleeping." Well, yes, and he came doggone close to sleeping for a very long time, too.
Nursing is too exciting for me. Is there anything dull that pays really well? I'm open to suggestions. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
wow that must be both a feeling of doing a good job & panic... nurses & the docs I know are worth their weight in gold to the community...shame we dont pay them half decent money to keep htme there!!!!
Aussie suggsted a job for himself if he left the Army, lots of pay - $300,000 a month -- 'security consultant' - in Iraq <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I decided that I should cease encouraging him to seek alernative careers! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
hug neak & AJ for me ..never can get enough hugs if you ask me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I have to go out and pick up CHinese for dinner ..... your thoughts on being like 'dog years' is sounding soooooooo true....
Panic. Yes, that's a good word for it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I decided that I should cease encouraging him to seek alernative careers
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> No, do you
think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
your thoughts on being like 'dog years' is sounding soooooooo true....
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I knew it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I'll hug Neak and AJ for you sometime before tomorrow night, but exactly when I can't promise. Neak will remind me if I forget. She's a hug hog. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I am now totally bloated - msg probably - DS I swear must have hollow legs!!!!
1.5 kilos of fried rice with veges & prawns ..he ate most of it, the best part of a kilo od beef & veges in oyster sauce ..he cleaned that up, chicken & crab meat ditto .... DD & I had 3 pieces of crispy chicken & some sweet & sour sauce and managed to pinch some rice. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
But thats what you get with growing giants I guess!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
In retrospect only, there were a few warning signs that something was wrong, but nothing big enough to beat myself up over even if I were inclined to do that.
I had an ultrasound with one doctor from the clinic, at which point the baby's size was 12 weeks 4 days. Exactly 2 weeks later I went to my regular OB/GYN, who did an ultrasound of her own. The baby's size came up as 13+ weeks. I thought she just mismeasured a little bit, and she didn't worry at all because it still fit in with my LMP due date.
I worried excessively when I didn't feel him moving as much and as soon as the others had, but at my prenatal on October 31 his heart rate was fine, and the Dr. felt the size of my uterus and everything, so I quit worrying then.
The lack of expected fatness didn't worry me at all. I was very pleased, and not that surprised since I had started out so thin. I just thought the growth spurt would kick in any time and I would 'pop'.
Now that I know how small he is, and that by the last weeks was probably inactive, I know that most of what I took for fetal movement was just an influx of internal methane. There were 2 occasions where I am still reasonably sure I felt him, but the rest most likely were not.
November 3 is when I had that spotting scare, and also got taken off SF for what would turn out to be a very long while. The timing is about right that then or shortly after is likely when he died from the abruption.
I was going to wait until after my nap to post (when you're 167 years old, and still working, sleep is very important!), but since you've been online about this I'll pop in briefly. I was talking this morning to the nurse who cared for you the morning after. She had been to a conference held by the Kaiser pathologist, now retired, who was the whoopdie-doo-famous expert on placentas, etc. She said that he told them that the most common cord accident was not knots, nor loops around the neck or other body parts, but simply "spirals" where the cord, like Dillon's, twirls around and around on itself until it's too tightly wound to sustain life. I didn't know that. I would've thought that the knots and cords around necks we see at term, sometimes with babies who have died from it, were the most dangerous culprits. I know it's not any comfort to you to know that this happens a lot--it doesn't really count until it happens to you, or to someone you love. I think it's actually kinda scary, and further reinforces my belief that it's a wonder anybody is ever born alive, so many things can go wrong during a pregnancy!
Even though intellectually I knew it was impossible to have been a cause of the baby's death, I counted back this morning on the calendar to make sure that this all didn't start on the weekend we went to the church campout, and I had you jump on that pogo stick. (It didn't!) But book knowledge is certainly not any guarantee of fully-rational analysis of an event of this nature...and I counted anyway!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Somebody else from MB posted in Dillon's virtual guest book. Be sure you go and look today. And no beating up on yourself. Even if you had known, you couldn't have done a single thing about it. How do you untwirl a cord? All I can say is that if, by 12 weeks, his level of activity was so great that he'd already spun himself into that kind of predicament, he certainly would've given the Dervish a run for his money, and even heaven might not be quite big enough for him in the end. He may need his own galaxy somewhere to run around in so he can work out his fidgets! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Even if I found out that hauling those rocks raised my blood pressure or something so that THAT was the moment of abruption - and I know that was not the case - BUT EVEN IF IT WERE I would still be ok with that. For him to have gone in such a short time from that wild, joyous little tadpole to a lethargic, malnourished child of endless twilight is hard enough that any event bringing about the end of his ordeal was a blessing. Had the abruption not happened when it did, it would have been another 3 weeks till my next visit with the doctor: 3 weeks of neither living nor dying...quite. And then the impossible choice of whether to induce a still-alive but fatally damaged baby, or allow him to linger until he died on his own.
I am beyond grateful that I was spared that decision.
It was good to hear the word of a medical professional. I had wondered to myself, "If the cord got twisted, and it wasn't something wrapped around it, then he must have twisted it himself. How could that be? As active as the Dervish is, he didn't have any problems. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> No! It's not possible! There must be some other explanation..."
Do you think one galaxy will be enough?
Neak and t&l, I am so glad you have found some rational explanations and peace from this. Neak it was very hard to read those words though I am sure they bring you the utmost comfort to know that Dillon did not suffer or hang in there unnecesarily long. He is home with Jesus and I am sure giving all a run for their money in Heaven. {{neak}}
Monday, November 7, was pretty ordinary at the start. I took the kids to town for a fun-filled trip to the DMV, and a couple smaller errands. Nothing strenuous. I used the restroom before I left town, and all was fine.
As soon as I got home, I had a restroom break again, not unusual, but in that length of time (30 minutes or so) I had begun to spot again. A little concerned about the integrity of my cervix, I immediately called the doctor.
She told me to go on bed rest for a week after the bleeding stopped, and let her know if I had any cramping. Apparently the shock of finding out about the bed rest (!!!!!!!!!!!!) was enough stress to bring on a lengthy bout of cramping. At first the contractions were every 3 minutes or so, but stretched out to 5 by the time I got ahold of the office staff at the end of their lunch break. ~Can you imagine taking a lunch break at a time like that?~ One of the ladies passed along the message to come in to the office and get checked.
Neaksis had to cancel her daycare stuff to take me over to Mom's, then she dashed off to pick up her kids from school while Mom took me in to the hospital.
As I sat there waiting for Mom to get dressed, I kept praying only semi-coherently, but one thing I remember is promising that I would be faithful, even if the baby was dead. As far as I recall, that was my wording, not if the baby dies, but if it is dead. I had no conscious expectation that anything was wrong besides thinking I just needed - maybe - some medicine to stop the contractions, and likely a largish quantity of bed rest.
It took so long to get the the office that the doctor had been called away for emergency surgery at another hospital, so Mom just took me to her hospital instead, by which time the contractions had pretty well stopped. In the ER they tagged me yellow, but when Mom found out there were 7 incoming ambulances she sneaked me right on up to OB and hooked me up to the ultrasound.
The baby was not moving, and she couldn't find the heart. When she reached for the Doppler I was seriously worried. When she scanned my abdomen again and again, from this angle and that one, I neared panic. Somehow I managed to fight the urge to ask her to go get someone else to listen instead, as if someone with LESS experience, LESS knowledge, LESS expertise, LESS finesse, and FROM THE DAY SHIFT BESIDES, would somehow be able to find a pulse when she had not. Though I couldn't help but hope, a little, deep down I knew the matter had passed from human hands.
She kept trying and trying, finally having to put me on the machine too as she tried to sort out my heart rate. The highest I saw it go was several times to 131. Mostly it was 125+. For me that was off the charts, especially after resting for hours. And yet she couldn't even find a pulse in my wrist, which is why she had to put me on the machine. My body was going wacko.
After several hours the doctor finally arrived and confirmed what we already knew. I tried to get in touch with someone from AJ's work before I called him, but finally had to just call because he was getting so worried about not having any news.
When we finally reached his supervisors, they were wonderful and worked quickly, sending another guy to replace him the last few hours of the shift.
I made the arrangements for the next day and went home, by that time no longer just spotting, but bleeding the blood that should have been nourishing my baby.
{{{FF}}} to you too, I know you need them.
Explanations are always good.
AJ is sick today and snoring right now. At some point I guess I should get busy, at least for a little while. I keep feeling like I'm forgetting something really important that I'm supposed to do today. ??? I guess if it's that important I'll remember it.
OK, that's about as much as I can handle getting off my chest for one day. Strike up the music! Bring in the jester! Does anyone know a good joke or funny story?
*Neaksis warbles* "Send in the clowns..."
a man goes to the zoo... but when he arrives there is only a dog...
it was a [censored] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OH!!!! *neak clutches her stomach and bangs her head slowly on the table*
Thank you for this early contribution to the Neak Humor Fund.
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A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of Root Beer and he started his journey.
When he had gone about three blocks, he met an elderly man. The man was sitting in the park just feeding some pigeons.
The boy sat down next to him and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the man looked hungry, so he offered him a Twinkie.
The man gratefully accepted it and smiled at boy. His smile was so pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a root beer.
Again, the man smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.
As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the man, and gave him a hug. The man gave him his biggest smile ever.
When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so happy?
"He replied, "I had lunch with God." But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? God's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!"
Meanwhile, the elderly man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home. His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and he asked," Dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?"
He replied, "I ate Twinkies in the park with God." However, before his son responded, he added," You know, he's much younger than I expected."
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally!
~author unknown~
A friend forwarded this to me. Posted in honor of the Queen.
Can't eat Beef, Mad cow....
Can't eat chicken. bird flu
Can't eat eggs. Salmonella
Can' t eat pork .. fears that bird flu will infect piggies
Can't eat fish .. heavy metals in the
waters has poisoned their meat
Can't eat fruits and veggies ... insecticides and herbicides
Hmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I believe that leaves Chocolate!!!!!!!
Remember - - -
"STRESSED"
spelled backwards is
"DESSERTS"
Send this to four people and you will lose 2 pounds.
(If you delete this message, you will gain 10 pounds immediately.)
"That's why I had to pass this on - - - - - I didn't want to risk it."
In honor of AW, too. Wonderful, sugar-free chocolate. Poor AW.
FF, what's your favorite kind of chocolate?
As I sat there waiting for Mom to get dressed, I kept praying only semi-coherently
Calm as calm could be, to look at her. You'd never have known she was having a worried thought of any kind. And why should she?
I wasn't worried at that point myself, although I thought that with all those kids, bedrest was going to be a real bummer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
in the ER they tagged me yellow, but when Mom found out there were 7 incoming ambulances she sneaked me right on up to OB
The other hospital just down the road had closed its emergency room, and all 7 ambulances on the way were being diverted to my hospital. A logistical nightmare for any already-busy department, completely aside from our own personal concerns. What's the use of being in the system if you don't make it work for you? Besides, even if it weren't for the interminable hours you'd have spent in the waiting room, I never intended to have you there. The lady you talked to jumped the gun to put you in the system, and although I was sorry she was upset when I told her it had been for nothing and we were going upstairs, it's not actually my fault she was too efficient for her own good. I wouldn't exactly call it "sneaked" when the clerk is probably still mad at me for wasting her efforts.
Somehow I managed to fight the urge to ask her to go get someone else to listen instead, as if someone with LESS experience, LESS knowledge, LESS expertise, LESS finesse, and FROM THE DAY SHIFT BESIDES, would somehow be able to find a pulse when she had not.
Let's not forget LESS MOTIVATED! I had
no idea, when I turned that machine on, what I was about to find. You weren't bleeding. You weren't cramping. Your cervix was closed. I was happy with the way every single thing was turning out that day...right up until my planned entertainment of genital hunting went sour on us. If you were already worried about the baby having died, you were
WAY ahead of me at that point.
t&l
Dark bitter chocolate is my fav, Neak. I also love a good cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream on top!
OK, a joke for you. Your smile needs refurbishing!
A man buys a donkey from a preacher, who tells the man that to make the
donkey move, he must say "Hallelujah," and to make it stay, he must say
"Amen."
The man gets on his new donkey, and says "hallelujah," and the donkey
trots off.
He travels through the mountains, and as he realizes he is heading
straight toward a cliff, he tries to remember the word to make the donkey
stop.
"STOP!" he cries, then "HALT," but the donkey keeps going! it is a
religious word, he recalls, and he tries "Bible," "Church," "Pulpit,"
but nothing works.
So, in desperation, he prays. "Please Lord, make this donkey stop
before we go over the cliff! Amen." The donkey comes to an abrupt halt
just one step from the cliff edge.
"Oh, hallelujah!" the man shouts ...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hey, wait a minute. Mom, didn't you tell us the scary baby story <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> last year???????????
Mmmmmmm. A double order of cocoa and whipped cream coming right up.
You mean I was the only one worried when Doppler quit working? Maybe I had more confidence in your skills or sumpin.
Got this from Starz,
Collie + Malamute =
Commute, a dog that travels to work
Collie + Lhasa Apso =
Collapso, a dog that folds up for easy transport
Spitz + Chow Chow =
Spitz-Chow, a dog that throws up a lot
Pointer + Setter =
Poinsetter, a traditional Christmas pet
Great Pyrenees + Dachshund =
Pyradachs, a puzzling breed
Pekingnese + Lhasa Apso =
Peekasso, an abstract dog
Irish Water Spaniel + English Springer Spaniel =
Irish Springer, a dog fresh and clean as a whistle
Labrador Retriever + Curly Coated Retriever =
Lab Coat Retriever, the choice of research scientists
Newfoundland + Basset Hound =
Newfound Asset Hound, a dog for financial advisors
Terrier + Bulldog =
Terribull, a dog that makes awful mistakes
Bloodhound + Labrador =
Blabador, a dog that barks incessantly
Malamute + Pointer =
Moot Point, owned by... oh, well, it doesn't matter anyway
Deerhound + Terrier =
Derriere, a dog that's true to the end
I adore puns, and those were some of the worst I have ever heard. Congratulations for having them in your possession. I only wish I had thought of them first.
You mean I was the only one worried when Doppler quit working? Maybe I had more confidence in your skills or sumpin.
I didn't start worrying until I found out that your own pulse was smackdab in the middle of the range of heart rates I was hearing all over your abdomen. Not seeing cardiac activity with the ultrasound could, at least initially, have been explained away by the fact that I'm not trained to DO ultrasounds, and my lack of expertise was making me fail to find something that was really there. The Doppler IS within my area, and once I couldn't locate anything definitive with a piece of equipment with which I am skilled, it was easy to accelerate from 0-60 in a very few seconds.
I had thought I was going home to go to bed, but DivaDiva (I'm thinking up names for Neaksis' kids now) has undone schoolwork and was, at least till she found out who was going to supervise her, in an uncooperative mode. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It seems to have resolved quickly, however, and she is busy working right here at my side. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Funny how that works, isn't it?
t&l
FF--LOVED the puns. Tell Starz they were great. I didn't realize until I was at my grandma's funeral, listening to my dad give the eulogy, that this family love of puns goes back at least 3 generations. Neakbro despises puns, and even so, sometimes one will come along in his fevered little mind that is so irresistible that even he is just COMPELLED to say it anyway. Then he always hates himself afterwards, which makes the pun even funnier than it wouldn've been without all that self-loathing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey, wait a minute. Mom, didn't you tell us the scary baby story <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> last year???????????
No, it wasn't last year. The last time a mother smothered her baby with her nipple was about 8-10 years ago. Same NICU nurse on that night, too. In fact, she and I have reminisced about it every now and again over the years. The last time we remembered together, it was not too long ago, either.
There were 5, I repeat,
FIVE women in that room back then--2 grandmas, 2 aunties, and the new mother...all happily chatting away while the baby suffocated at the breast. And nobody noticed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It's not actually my job to watch the baby. The nursery nurse is the hoverer-in-chief for the newborns. The only reason I even looked up close at the baby last night is because I like to do breastfeeding teaching, and help women succeed at nursing, and so I'd just taken a peak those 3 brief minutes before to see how the little sucker was doing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
In the one that happened awhile back, there was no reason whatsoever for me to go into the room when I did. Maybe my guardian angel booted me in the rear. I don't know. I was busy getting things ready to transfer her out, and only had a few minutes left to go. I LIKE getting 'em discharged after delivery, so it's very unlike me to go in to chat for no reason whatsoever, at that point. But with no purpose in mind, and right when I was busiest, I just "decided" to go in and check on things. That was
one purple baby, let me tell you. Even worse than last night's, if the truth be told. Perhaps the reason my friend responded so quickly last night to my calling ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) her name, is because she recognized the tone, the resonance, the timbre, the deep-hearted
sincerity from the time before!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
As I was leaving this morning, I crossed paths with one of the NICU nurses in the nurses' lounge while we were changing out of our scrubs. I don't know her well at all, not even her name, but when she saw me she laughed, and said, "Well, at least now we know you can
run!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Did I run? I didn't even know it...
t&l
P.S. The other baby was found in the nick of time, too, and came 'round beautifully after my NICU friend bapped it around a bit. At least last night's family said, "Thank you," which is more than the other group ever did. When they said how much they appreciated me, I told them to thank Auntie, because she's the one who actually saved him. All I did was yell for help, and, apparently, run. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
URGENT MESSAGE FOR THE MESSAGE BOARD
Please assist Neaksis in shaking down Mr. Shadowofeyebrows for fireworks. This is strictly precautionary, but it says much about my state of mind that I would leave the box of fireworks out by the door for the last two nights he spent here.
Sick and all, AJ is more alert to that or I wouldn't have realized it yet.
I didn't see any news reports of Elmshaven going up in flames. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
We now return you to your regularly scheduled programming.
Aren't all of you glad you don't live at my house?
Aren't all of you glad you don't live at my house?
Yes, I am, and I'm your own
mother!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Is there some reason why Mr. Computer and the Dervish aren't also suspects? I expect your whole county to go up in flames tonight. I'm turning on the fans extra loud, just in case! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
A very good reason: if they had taken any, and we don't know for sure that any was taken, the whole county would already have gone up in flames. They are not patient pyros. No sooner conceived than executed.
No sooner conceived than executed.
I'm not sure we can actually
execute them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> People can get themselves in enough trouble these days with a simple
spanking!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, a friend sent me this joke in an email. Can you make divorce jokes on the MB site, if it's really a joke? I guess we'll find out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
A couple in Phoenix have two children. The children tell their folks that they're too busy to make it Phoenix to visit over the holidays, even if their tickets are paid for them by mom and dad. The man calls his son in New York the day before Thanksgiving and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.
We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this." She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, "You are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay" he says, "they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way."
t&l
Morning!!
something to wake you up with...
A soldier stationed in the Southern Iraq wrote to his wife in Australia to please send him a harmonica to occupy his free time and keep his mind off of the local women & the BIG knives their brothers & fathers carried.
The wife complied and sent the best one she could find, along with several dozen lessons & music books.
Rotated back home, he rushed to their home and thru the front door. "Oh darling" he gushed, "Come here... let me look
at you... let me hold you ! Let's have a fine dinner out, then make love all night. I've missed your lovin' so much !"
The wife, keeping her distance, said, "All in good time lover boy. First, let's hear you play that damn harmonica while you strip and there had better not be any knife scars!!!!"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Maybe we could send harmonicas to the troops for Christmas as a little morale booster.
Morning to you, too, AW, although I doubt by now it's morning any more in Australia. Lately, it seems to me that if it mostly weren't for you and FF (with an occasional note from Believer), this thread would be an awfully quiet place. I see that people are
reading but almost nobody's talking back! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I'm start to feel like the Lone Haranguer in the Wizard of Id comic strip. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You'd think all those years of close living with the Great Clam would've prepared me, but no, as I said before, I still don't like being surrounded by silence. To me, silence feels like abandonment, even if I tell myself it isn't really so. Which is NOT to say, or even imply, that it's anybody else's job to try and make me feel un-abandoned, or anything else. What I feel is my own responsibility, as is what I do about it. But even when I'm using my actual mouth, with audible words coming out of it, I'm not much for talking when nobody else is talking back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> on monologues!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hope you have a nice day. It's my last day of no-work before I start back to my 72 hrs/wk. schedule again, so I'm going to do something really special for myself...and try and make the most of this opportunity to clean the house. You don't think that's "special"? I guess it just depends on your definition of "is," to quote America's FormerFearlessLeader. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well it couldn't actually do any harm could it.
They are far enough away from civilisation that no one would hear them play...might even encourage the terrorist to give up ........we stop them playing they stop the bombing. lol
if it was so easy!!
I was reading another thread here where a H just returned from Iraq and was being a right so & so, not adjusting well, and of course the other side of the coin the W not wanting to give up the control she had while he was away..you know go back to POJA and talking about things. Hard times reunions.
You go from the heights of happiness to wanting the SOB to be back in a sand pit somewhere - usually head first - at a moments notice. Then back again.
I have to admit it worries me a fair bit because Mikey will have to come first now. I know it doesn't sound right but his welfare paramount. I think up scenarios & try to work out what I would do.
Hopeless.
Of course the obvious question is why even think about that now...you've got months. True. But thinking about and planning things like that helps keep the more negative thoughts away.
Especially when you're alone except for a little baby.
work is actually a blessing - of course you don't need to tell Aussie he was right about that one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You hear very little, what you do can cause you more worry than reassurance.
AND you start getting very paranoid about the door bell ringing - I've taken mine off - don't know why I think it would alter anything but I began jumping every darn time it rang even worse than last time.
Then there are times I can get immense amusement at what I'm doing and think''What a loon!! Mad as a cut snake" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Aussie told me once that he was on a plane seated next to a very experienced Warrant Officer waiting to do his first night jump fresh from Jump School.
He was quiet and said he must of looked a bit pale so the WO struck up a conversation.
"Scared, Lieutenant?", he was asked.
Aussie replied, "No, just a bit apprehensive."
The WO asked, "What's the difference??"
Aussie said, "That means I'm sh*t scared with a university level education."
Thus was born a ‘mateship’ that perhaps only Aussie men can truly understand <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now a real Army joke ......
Q. Why was the Marine Corps created ?
A. So, the sailors would have someone to dance with!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
more lightheartedness for neak:
A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her nameplate that her name is Patricia Whack.
"Miss Whack, I'd like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday."
Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name. The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and that it's okay, he knows the bank manager.
Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral.
The frog says, "Sure. I have this," and produces a tiny porcelain elephant, about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.
Very confused, Patty explains that she'll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.
She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000, and he wants to use this as collateral."
She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what in the world is this?"
(you're gonna love this)
(its a real treat)
(a masterpiece)
(wait for it)
The bank manager looks back at her and says...
"It's a knickknack, Patty Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."
of course you don't need to tell Aussie he was right about that one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Who, me? Tell a man he was
right? About anything? Without threat of my own imminent, personal destruction? Surely you jest!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi T&L,
It's good to "see" you this morning.
To me, silence feels like abandonment, even if I tell myself it isn't really so. Which is NOT to say, or even imply, that it's anybody else's job to try and make me feel un-abandoned, or anything else.
No, you are not abandoned. And I am very sorry if it feels like it. Perhaps it's not our job personally to make you feel loved and cared for, but if we CAN help, we will.
My Job has taken me away from my desk quite a bit lately. I don't type much when I'm away, and when I come back I get to catch up on my desk work before I do much else.
What I feel is my own responsibility, as is what I do about it. But even when I'm using my actual mouth, with audible words coming out of it, I'm not much for talking when nobody else is talking back.
I have thought a lot about you, and the clam. I still think there are possibilities. I read "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" and I learned a lot about the way my W and I interact. Some of the problems between us are gender differenes. She tries to talk when I want to think. (Or vegitate - sometimes the same thing with me.)
You tried so hard, for so long, and you put so much into it, that you are gun shy now. (MY opinion - I admit.)
I believe there are still things to learn, and try. I wish HP would get with the program, I would almost bet money he is not happy with the status quo either. Were he to read a self help book and ask to talk to you about it, I hope it would not cut short your life from a surprise heart attack.
OK, I jest, but I still think there are things to try. If I am right, God will be working on your mind about this. Things will come to you, and when you hear outisde suggestions, they will either be flat and lifeless to your mind, or the spirit will enlighten your mind, and you will consider them and they will stay in your mind, and not leave you alone.
Hope you have a nice day. It's my last day of no-work before I start back to my 72 hrs/wk. schedule again, so I'm going to do something really special for myself...and try and make the most of this opportunity to clean the house. You don't think that's "special"? I guess it just depends on your definition of "is," to quote America's FormerFearlessLeader. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I hope your rest has helped.
Have things been normal - same old thing - since you came home from Hawaii? Any observations for us?
One more thing about posting -
I tend to read, and then think a while before I post.
Oh, sometimes I just wing it, but the more I get to know people, the more I tend to think before I write. Sometimes after thinking, I figure it better to just keep quiet, that I can't add anything to the discussion. I learned from "Mars, Venus" that this is my male nature - to keep quiet, when I could offer support by saying something. Even though I know it, it's still hard to do what seems unatural for me.
I learn, but changing myself comes slowly.
Boy, when I talk, I really talk, don't I.
The bottom line for this post, is that you have friends, even if we are silent ones some days. People love you, and care about you. You are loveable - do you know that?
Now, both of us have work to do - I'll see you later.
SS
CSue,
I wrote you a really long post on this thread the 4th of Nov.
I would guess my timing was not the best, and you missed it.
SS
AW,
This one is for you.
I see where you were doing family research. Sometimes I think of the chain of people that have combined to make ME - and when I saw this poem on a desk I passed, I wrote it down. Don't know the author.
What Lasts?
Ice cream melts
Flowers wilt
The leaves of Autum fall.
Sunsets fade
Seasons change
and children don't stay small.
Balloons pop
Snowfalls stop
Do summers last? Never.
Weekends fly
Today will die
But Families are forever
Hope you are doing well -
SS
Neak,
Still thinking about, and praying for you.
Without the bitter, we couldn't have the sweet.
I hate saying that on the heals of something bitter, but it's true.
May this coming year be sweet for you, and yours.
SS
Faithful,
Love the humor - and BTW, you are loveable too - you should know that.
SS
t&l,
quit complaining!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You KNOW we read, but you are doing fine all by yourself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I don't have much time lately, which is great <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Means I'm happy and busy.
I can't access MB at work, I can only read the threads I have sent tomy e mail address and that's not all the time, because I'm busy, and my computer is broken so I have to borrow someone else's.
Then when I get home I sometimes have to cook... not that I do that VERY often lately. I also have to play tumblebugs <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I've been stuck on level 8 for more than a months now, can you imagine how frustrating that is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, I do read. Lately I don't have much to say. The "other" (yours) part of our family has been the one making news <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
My sister is visiting from USA on sunday for 3 weeks, I have a work related trip in 10 days, then another in 20 days and my brother + family is visiting from USA for 3 weeks for Xmas.
My brother has 4 children, the eldest (13) and the youngest (2)are both severely disabled <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> They haven't come home since they left 9 years ago. Most of the family has visited them briefly on trips but they don't really have a good relationship with anyone, so it will be a "difficult" visit here to say the least. A lot of emotional issues to manage.
But family is family and we will all try our best. I hope.
CC,
You sound happy, and like you are doing well.
Hope it stays that way for a while.
SS
No, you are not abandoned. And I am very sorry if it feels like it. Perhaps it's not our job personally to make you feel loved and cared for, but if we CAN help, we will.
You may be able to guess that while I'm typing, I'm not actually cleaning the house. However, I'm having to make a bunch of phone calls and am spending lots of time on hold, so how better to entertain myself than on MB? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> The girls have made jokes on this site about my not being able to understand why people who know us casually perceive me to be such a strong person. Haha, girls. Have your little joke. I say if people think I'm strong on the basis of how I walk, or whatever, it's a good thing they don't know what I'm actually thinking! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I described once here that I consider my prime characteristic to be resilience. I'm resilient even when I'd rather not be, and would prefer to just stay steamrollered-flat on the ground for awhile! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But having said that, I am well aware that I have certain areas of vulnerability, both from my childhood, and (as you surmised) from my marriage. Because of the embarrassing memories I still retain from my childhood, youth, and young adulthood, I have developed a strong aversion to blatant attention-seeking behaviors. On the MB board, this translates into a discomfort that was (I think) misunderstood by Pep long ago when I wondered in print something about why people on a site like this would have any interest in paying attention to me. I would hate, loathe, abominate, despise--well, you get the idea--to
ever come across as this pathetic, forlorn little person standing off to the side of the "real" action, jumping up and down, waving little flags, blowing her horn, and shouting, "Notice me! Over here!
OVER HERE!!!!!" And when I end up "talking" to myself, that's a worry that always springs to my mind. I've had fun on this thread, admittedly more fun some days than others! It's been a good run. If it came to an end, I'd be sorry, but it wouldn't in any way change the fact that it was a blast while it lasted.
The other vulnerability, marriage-derived, is that when I think nobody's listening to me, I tend to withdraw (for my own protection) and go away. And read a book! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm not so fond of my own thoughts, or the sound of my own voice, that I'm compelled to yammer on and on just for my own sake. What's the fun in that?! For me, the greatest pleasure of this thread was the free (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) exchange of ideas, and the unique perspective each person brought to their posts. Thank you, everyone who did, and if you're too busy living a real life now to be able to chat the way you did before, more power to you! Live with gusto. And to those who are still able to continue the visit, thank you, too--you bring a great deal of amusement and enjoyment to my life, and I appreciate it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I'm off hold now. Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Thanks SS. I am basically happy. I'm back to being able to enjoy things, at least most of the time.
I'm looking forward to my work related trips, and with my sister here I'm sure there will be many things to do.
I'm trying to gather strength for the holidays. Xmas is a very important "family" holiday for ME. I have been becoming the hostess these last few years and invite not only my family, but WH's (not this year I don;t think) and anyone else who has no where to go to join us. So this will be the first time we will not be together. OW's birthday is the 24th december. My brithday and the twins' is in january.
So in february I will be reviewing the whole situation after 13 months of plan B...
we'll see.
t&l,quit complaining!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm NOT complaining. I'm worrying "out loud." There's a
big difference. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Wow, do I sound like I'm doing "fine" by myself? What a big faker I am! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> If it weren't for those rope knots I'd tied in my toes, to which I'm clinging with fierce tenacity, I'd be long gone by now! I do believe I have previously received compliments, or was it
comments about my facade. Still up and functioning, I see. Will wonders never cease?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Hubba hubba.
Glad you're doing well-er than before. Hope your family visit goes great. Relatives--what would we do without them? Life would certainly be more dull, THAT'S for sure! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll help you keep this thread going! forever!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I have great fun reading your story. I think you have to start again and give us another perspective! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
CC Said:
I think you have to start again and give us another perspective!
Yes, I agree. I want to hear more about 2nd grade.
Lunch time, 2nd grade.
Also, 5th grade.
You should see me smile while I type.
T&L,
Things will be OK. It isn't as bad as we sometimes think.
If you do your best, it will all work out. If you put your trust in God, and move forward in faith, and confidence in the future, God will take care of you. He will not forsake us, and will help as we live worthy of his blessings. He does hear our prayers.
Now, you already know these things, but if you are like me, it helps to hear them again.
I laughed when you said you couldn't do housework, and type on MB at the same time. Talented, but not that talented huh?
OK, I'll take your word for it.
Hint, I am not getting much work done right now either. I better work smarter - where's the candy bar?
SS
I'll help you keep this thread going! forever!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Wow! Well, you can't say everybody hasn't been encouragingly promised. Or
warned!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Thanks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
CC Said:
I think you have to start again and give us another perspective!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You have GOT to be kidding! No, NO,
NO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O, not the Pool of Introspection
again!!!!!!!!!!! You must think if they ever made a movie about my life it would be called,
Swims With Sharks, only without Kevin Costner.
Yes, I agree. I want to hear more about 2nd grade.
Lunch time, 2nd grade. Also, 5th grade. You should see me smile while I type.
You should see me laugh right out loud! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Here, to distract you...a few photos from the trip.
OK, no trip photos for now. First I goobered up my URLs; now it looks like I've goobered up Yahoo photos itself. I think I'll give up until somebody with a clue--Hello, Neak!--can help me out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Did I ever show the picture of what happens to Great Hawaiian Clams when they die? I don't think so, but the last couple of weeks have kinda wiped out trip memories, to a certain extent.
Edit the photo links as follows -
the beginning looks like this
http://http//pg.photos............Change the beginning to look like this
http://pg.photos........and they will work.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So, tell me, does SS stand for "Speaks Swahili"? I tell you, I was MEANT to live in the 1800s. I am simply not equipped for technology. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But thanks for the nice try...
t&l
I'm not seeing any pictures! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Oh, I see what she did. (They don't call me head of IT for nothing.)
AW, I think you're on to something. Harmonicas would be even worse for the enemy than Nancy Sinatra. (In case that's only an American joke, in armed standoff situations where noise warfare is used, Nancy Sinatra songs are one of the weapons in the arsenal, as she is one of the more annoyingandpiercing songstresses on the planet. Sorry in advance to anyone who likes Nancy Sinatra.)
I can vouch for the efficacy of harmonicas after the camping trip. Our neighbors had one. I would have surrendered had there been anyone to surrender to.
FF, that pun was even worse than the dogs!!!!!!!! Do you know any more?
My, how busy everyone has been while I've been cleaning house.
I'm not seeing any pictures!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> You and me both! See above edit about techno-dopes, born into the wrong century, and mercifully un-named. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I never can understand why posting pictures works one time, and then doesn't the next, when I think I've done exactly the same both times. I'm leaving for Neak's house now to meet with the "expert" about the septic and will see if she can help me while I'm over there. Goodness knows, after talking about this whole septic situation, I'm going to need a good laugh, too! It's bad enough that it's going to cost another $40-50,000; it's also extremely ugly, and he told me today, "I sure wouldn't want one at MY house." Oh.
Goody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, gotta cinch up my corset and garters, hitch up my horse and buggy, and mosey along...
t&l
well is it evening 'over' there ?
A bright cloudless morning here ..... not warm just pleasant 75 with expected high of 85 ..did some shopping ... came back to "MESS" DS & his mates in the pool, sink full of cups & dishes..get the picture?
I was slightly annoyed ...... then DD got up ...shes does like her sleep in's!!
'Ms in command' stormed off outside and gave them a few choice words just before me.... being slightly cynical I'm not sure which got DS mates attention ...DD in her ..um ..less than full coverage clothes or her decription of their less than thoughtful behaviour. I'd go for the first. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Probably not a good idea if I was those blokes though. DD is not exactly in kind mood right now, her man is a week overdue on contact. Know how she feels, Aussie is 3 days over.
But its not abnormal, its unpleasant when you watch the news of course and you worry, but usually its due to operational duties.
As for Nacy Sinatra........ well she can sing better than me, but so can the dog <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The Army SAS major was used to harassment from Air
Force fliers about crazy SAS troopers jumping out of
perfectly good aircraft. "Obviously the Air Force knows there's
no such thing as a 'perfectly good aircraft,'" the irritated
officer finally countered one afternoon, "because they pay
you ****** four times as much to stay in one as the Army
pays its men to jump."
"You've got it all wrong, Major," an Air Force flier
replied. "The Army figures anyone stupid enough to jump
out of an perfectly good airplane voluntarily is gonna be too dumb to ****** about the salary."
Now THAT sounds far to close to the truth!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Well, Neak, if you see what it was that I did wrong, that makes one of us! I'm going to try this one more time tonight, and then I'm going to bed. It's 5:30 in the evening, and I'm all finished for today.
Is it possible to have a less-flattering pose? Yes, as a matter of fact, it is.t&l at the USS Arizona Memorial ceremonial costumes When my dad saw these, he said, "Well, I bet none of 'em was a
smoker!!"
SS, fortunately Neak speaks Swahili and mid-1800s both, and you were right about the problem, but I didn't "see" what you were talking about until she explained it while I looked at the screen in question. And THAT was after I had to call Neakbro to find out how to locate my suddenly-missing toolbar. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Even Neaksis is better than I am. Pathetic. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
DS even if he is messy got some good news ...well for HIM I suppose. Of course the bad news is that it means he's being groomed for things closer to the action.
he's off on 3 Dec on a training ship for advanced leadership training, but you know the BEST news out of all this?
I get to go along as a guest for a day!! all food included and I dont do anything but admire DS doing his army command thingy. Waited on, served high tea. I love THOSE traditions!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Sail sail 2 sail 3 FINALLY...the service & treatment I obviously deserve !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I get to go along as a guest for a day!! all food included and I dont do anything but admire DS doing his army command thingy. Waited on, served high tea. I love THOSE traditions!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> FNALLY...the service & treatment I obviously deserve !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
May I join your century, please? Puh-leeze!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Anytime t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Isnt that nice of them?
Of course DD had to punture my happy balloon..... she's become very cynical since getting engaged to a soldier!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I withhold the word bitter... she not bitter with the world at all ..just the Army right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
DD COMMENTS" Oh yes bloody charming isn't it.. Dear DS Mom come have some nice cakes and a cuppa, oh by the way thanks for the canon fodder." OUCH <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Of course she is just worried about Jonnie. 7 days overdue now. I'm not worried about him yet, nervous, but no letters returned so should be ok in the end.
AW, it is indeed evening here, Friday evening to be exact. I always used to love going into Mom's work and leaving a dirty cup in the sink under the sign that read, "Clean up after yourself. Your mother doesn't work here."
SS and cc, nice to hear from you again. It reminded me of the good old days when I got to do fun stuff (pre-marriage, pre-children). We used to go to our aunt's house during the summer to go swimming.
One of our favorite games was to have the "it" close their eyes and shout, "Marco!" Then from all around the pool would come the echoes. "Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo."
Oh, and Mom, all of your last 3 pictures were the unflattering pose of you. You must have liked it more than you let on. Perhaps I can help you fix it later.
hi neak
I'd love that !!!
hahahaha that would be so funny to see.
What is his occupation?
A kindergarten grade school teacher was asking students what their parents did for a living. "Tim, you be first," she said. "What does your mother do all day?"
Tim stood up and proudly said, "She's a doctor."
"That's wonderful. How about you, Amie?"
Amie shyly stood up, scuffed her feet and said, "My father is a mailman."
"Thank you, Amie," said the teacher. "What about your father, Billy?"
Billy proudly stood up and announced, "My daddy murders people, steals from them, womanises and drinks."
The teacher was aghast and promptly changed the subject to geography. Later that day she went to Billy's house and rang the bell. Billy's father answered the door. The teacher explained what his son had said and asked if there might be some logical explanation.
Billy's father said, "I'm actually a Member of Parliament. But how can I explain a thing like that to a five year old?"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ahhhhh. I am now no longer on the laptop-that-dies-without-warning, and can stretch my posts out a little longer with only a small fear of losing them. (We have been having a tiny power outage every day or two this week, but hopefully the one earlier this afternoon was it for a little while.)
SS, what has happened is bittersweet, not only bitter. The loss is dreadful, and walking around looking normal while the bank tellers have no idea I should be fat and round and happy. But on the other side, my baby is forever out of the reach of Stan and his sidekicks. I have the sure promise of a reunion someday. "I know Whom I have believed, and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committed unto Him against that day."
I'm not totally sure how I'm doing. It has been a week since the burial, and right at the moment seem to be in an uncomfortably numb phase. I think it would be pretty easy to penetrate that to the hurt underneath.
Last night AJ was playing some music on a computer program, and when he made the kids sing "Awesome God" I couldn't help but joining in. It was so uplifting, and I felt my first surge of joyous transport since all this happened. I haven't been able to sing much, but have enjoyed listening.
And the improvements I brought about in the appearance of my house today also lifted my spirits a bit, as long as I don't try to stand up. (I think I overdid it a little.) The rooms, mine especially are still awful, but the publicly viewable areas have gone from terribly humiliating to moderately disgraceful, and a few spots approaching tepidly acceptable. Housework is not my specialty even at the best of times, but when the kids have had the run of things for almost 2 weeks it piles up reely reely fast. I have seen many tidier pigs.
I'm kinda hungry. I wish I had my pies made already.
If Mom finks out, I can always tell you about my lunchtimes in second grade. Now I am smiling, too.
A-dub, that is so funny. I kind of know how Billy felt. The kids at school would look at me with kind of a horrified respect upon finding that my mom was a L&D nurse. And after the time I got to personally examine a placenta there was no containing my ego.
SS and cc, nice to hear from you again. It reminded me of the good old days when I got to do fun stuff (pre-marriage, pre-children). We used to go to our aunt's house during the summer to go swimming.
Heck, It's supposed to be even more fun ( I almost said "funner") AFTER you get married. What's the deal here Neak?
Sure there's work, and stuff like that....... you sound like you like to have fun. Am I missing something?
(OK, I'm teashing you, but only half teasing.)
We played Marco Polo too - you should try it now - but not with kids, they are too fast.
Kids must be sleeping, giving you that elusive "personal time?"
I believe in baby sitters. Makes for such improved dates.
Back when you were single, and had fun ....... sheesh.
Ok, I'll stop.
Night all, SS has to make an early start tomorrow.
Yes to sleeping children. Resounding yes to loving babysitters!!!
No one with a Dervish can have too much fun. On any outing, there is the designated funhaver who does stuff with all the other kids, and the prison guard - usually me - who keeps the Dervish from immolation. The prison guard gets to have some fun, too, but on such a different plane from normal human existence. Eternal and unblinking vigilance is the key to a successful mission. Fun is incidental.
When AJ and I get to dump the kids on Neaksis and take off, that is just wonderful. In the years post-Dervish, I have felt a growing sympathy for Horton the Elephant's Maizy Bird.
Good night, SS, hope you have a good early start tomorrow.
Well I'm not really doing FUN stuff, mostly I'm working but I'm starting to enjoy it and even finding it fun when it is. My problem was I COULDN'T enjoy it before, but I'm starting to.
Only different thing this week was that I decided to go to the movies and since it was a french movie with no violance I invited WH's 85 year old aunt!
I love this old lady and she's sort of lonely because most of her family doesn't live permanently in the city. The film was nice.
With my sister here there is sure to be a lot to do. Unfortunately not all will be fun. One of our aunts is dying, and she may finally go any time now.
I've already asked my sister to talk to dds about WH. Just to make sure everything is OK.
Those are the plans for the next few days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and Mom, all of your last 3 pictures were the unflattering pose of you. You must have liked it more than you let on.
I did NOT like it more than I let on. I think your father and his camera are a menace to society, and should be
stopped before he can photograph again! Fortunately, my sense of annoyance at the absolutely stupid pictures he took was far outweighed by my sense of amusement at the absolutely stupid pictures he took. At least nobody can say I try to put on my best face all the time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Perhaps I can help you fix it later.
I fixed it myself, thank you very much, at 2:30 AM when I couldn't sleep any more, and while I waited for the Bendaryl to kick in. Funny thing, though, Ms. Neak, since I'd had so much trouble getting them posted the first (second, third, fourth <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) time, before I finally posted those pix I checked all 4 of them to make sure I had them right.
AND I DID!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> So unless the computer has finally progressed to the point that it has found a way to mess me up when I'm not even in the same house with it,
I think somebody is changing things around and trying to play with my mind by making me think I did it myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> What do you think of my theory?
I'm not sleepy yet, but I'm cold, so I don't think I'll be sitting here much longer.
I think life was more fun before marriage, too, although I was surprised to hear Neak say it--"out loud," at least. I think the whole prison warden thing is starting to get to her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And after galloping after the Dervish for what seemed like hours at the frigid edge of the Pacific, to keep him from disappearing joyfully into the gigantic oncoming waves, she has all my sympathy, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I yawned. That's good enough for me!
t&l
since it was a french movie
You speak French,
too?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What a very good person you must be. I've gotten in sufficient trouble, over my lifetime, in English alone. I shudder to think what I could've done if I were actually multi-lingual! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Actually it was french canadian and their accent was a bit difficult for me to understand. But I do speak french although I prefer not to have to, I'm rusty. But I should understand it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
It was funny that they seem to have incorporated english words into their french and a "job" was just "job". Took me a while t pick that up. Luckily they were worried about "jobs".
I can't take auntie to see movies about violence or sex and we don't like movies about infidelity <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> so there's not much we can go see together.
She actually had a great 40+ year marriage but her eldest son (she has 2) had a very bad marriage but he never divorced, and his wife was very resentful towards him and his whole family for years until she committed suicide. Her 2 kids are very messed up.
The son had an OC and multiple OWs. Auntie only found out about the OC a couple of years ago when the OC was already about 18 years old!
He has now remarried, of course. I feel sorry for him because I sincerely thnk he "believed" it was better not to divorce and have his needs met elsewhere. reality is that it might have been better for him, and the kids for sure and maybe even for her if they had got divorced years ago.
It's all very tragic. And auntie has to deal with that plus her suicidal grandchild and the other antisocial one. She doesn't practice Tough Love
hi gang
cc so envious you understand french ...I can fumble my way around the written word a bit - very little bit - but forget speaking it..... far too irish for that me girl. Aussie is not too bad even if accent is shocking ...... oh the Foreign Legion would love him!
Of course I have enough trouble understanding Aussie in any accent at times. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Love the pics, t&l especially the really flattering pose, LOL
Ok, gonna go feed DS and get ready for our grocery shopping outing! Sounds like an exciting weekend doesn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Love the pics, t&l especially the really flattering pose, LOL
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I mean, what makes a guy look at
that through the camera lens, say to himself, "What a great shot. Let's immortalize it for posterity!" (or would that
posteriority?), and go, "Click"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I mean, what makes a guy look at that through the camera lens, say to himself, "What a great shot. Let's immortalize it for posterity!" (or would that posteriority?), and go, "Click"?
Mmmmmmmmmmmm and you haven't worked this one out yet ?????
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's all very tragic. And auntie has to deal with that plus her suicidal grandchild and the other antisocial one.
I think people (that would pretty much include all of us) get bogged down in their personal issues and problems, and start thinking of themselves as especially unlucky, or burdened, or even cursed, and never really look around at others, or realize how many share our difficulties (or worse!), and feel overwhelmed by their struggles. I think about this often at church when someone tells about a problem and asks for prayer...because to look at them, they just seem like someone who's got everything going for them. Nice clothes. Well-groomed. Happy smile. Job, house, car--you name it. All the outward accoutrements of success and well-being. And inside, some very difficult and often bitter crosses which they bear, too often alone because everybody's judging the facade, and too self-absorbed to take the time to get behind the public front and find out who the real person is, and how they can help. And the fact that I'm very bogged down in myself right now, and fixated on my own crisis, doesn't in any way detract from the sincerity of my belief that we're too focused on ourselves too much of the time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
She doesn't practice Tough Love
You know what's the problem with Tough Love? It's tough on the people practicing it, too--maybe even tougher than it is on the one being practiced on (who thinks it's plenty tough enough!). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Of course I have enough trouble understanding Aussie in any accent at times. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Testy-tosterone is a
tough language to understand, for girls. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ah, yes, girls I forgot to tell you how I left your father tonight. No, not that kind of "left!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I mean, what he was doing as I walked out the door. He was playing his new electric guitar, HOOKED UP TO THE AMPLIFIER!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> He says he's going to bring it to Sabbath School next time he comes to the children's division and plays for song service. I told him if it sounded like what he was playing right then, he'd blow the whole group right out the door, and he said he really didn't have the amplifier turned up very high yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> All I can say is he'd better not be practicing that thing while I'm trying to sleep. I don't know of ANY fans that are loud enough to drown it out!
I did tell him that when he got to the point that he was ready to make like a rock star, leap into the air with his guitar, and come down into the splits, I'd pay real money for the chance to see it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And I would, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
think about this often at church when someone tells about a problem and asks for prayer...because to look at them, they just seem like someone who's got everything going for them. Nice clothes. Well-groomed. Happy smile. Job, house, car--you name it. All the outward accoutrements of success and well-being. And inside, some very difficult and often bitter crosses which they bear, too often alone because everybody's judging the facade, and too self-absorbed to take the time to get behind the public front and find out who the real person is, and how they can help.
I understand that oh so well. One day one of our members said to me in from of stbx/wh that I have a wonderful H and all I could do is smile and nod all the while thinking what if you knew about the affairs and the OC etc.. would you still say that? Most people have NO idea we are even divorcing. Since my kids don't know yet most others don't either. I never doubt any more that just because people look happy on the outside that they are dealing with their own problems and internal demons in life.
I think, t&l that is what allows us to be empathetic and sympathetic even when our own lives are full of pain.
Mmmmmmmmmm
well this is what I have worked out so far .....
"I'M GOING FISHING" Means: "I'm going to drink myself dangerously stupid, and stand by a stream with a stick in my hand & fart, while the fish swim by in complete safety."
IT'S A BLOKE THING" Means: "There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical".
"CAN I HELP WITH TEA?" Means: "Why isn't it already on the bloody table?"
"I WAS LISTENING TO YOU. IT'S JUST THAT I HAVE THINGS ON MY MIND." Means: "I was wondering if that redhead over there is wearing a bra, and that blonde ........ ."
"TAKE A BREAK SWEETY, YOU'RE WORKING TOO HARD". Means: "I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner."
"THAT'S INTERESTING, LOV." Means: "Why are you still talking?"
"HEY, I'VE GOT MY REASONS FOR WHAT I'M DOING". Means: "And I sure hope I think of some pretty damn soon."
"UH HUH," "SURE, LOV," OR "YES, DEAR..." Means: Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response.
"IT WOULD TAKE TOO LONG TO EXPLAIN" Means: "I have no idea how it works but I'm not telling you that....ever."
"I CAN'T FIND IT." Means: "It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless."
"WHAT DID I DO THIS TIME?" Means: "What did you catch me at & who can I blame it on?"
"I HEARD YOU." Means: "I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and am hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next 3 days yelling at me."
"YOU KNOW I COULD NEVER LOVE ANYONE ELSE." Means: "I am used to the way you yell at me, and realize it could be a whole lot worse."
"YOU LOOK TERRIFIC." Means: "Please don't try on one more outfit, I'm starving already."
"I'M NOT LOST. I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE WE ARE." Means: "I don’t care if no one will ever see us alive again, I’m not going to ask for directions."
"WE SHARE THE HOUSEWORK." Means: "I make the mess, she cleans it up."
"YOU KNOW HOW BAD MY MEMORY IS." Means: "I remember the theme song to Saturday Football, the address of the first girl I ever bonked, and the vehicle identification numbers of every car I've ever owned, but I forgot your birthday."
"I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU, AND GOT YOU THESE ROSES". Means: "The girl selling them on the corner was real cute and had big tits."
"OH, DON'T FUSS, I JUST CUT MYSELF, IT'S NO BIG DEAL." Means: "I have actually severed a limb, it will bleed to death before I admit that I'm hurt."
.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
One day one of our members said to me in from of stbx/wh that I have a wonderful H and all I could do is smile and nod all the while thinking what if you knew about the affairs and the OC etc.. would you still say that?
FF, I commend your self-control that, at such provocation, you didn't just blat the truth out and let both your stbx AND Ms.Guided squirm together. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Hope it made your stbx good and uncomfortable, too, although from what I've read about him, he doesn't seem to be like a man much troubled by
nuance. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW, did you make those up yourself? I laughed out loud when I read them. Somebody's spent a LOT of time around MenMakingExcuses, is all I can say! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. In all fairness, I suppose we should give equal time and space to those of the male gender who might want to provide us with some definitions of Girl-Speak, too! Any brave (spell that F-0-O-L-H-A-R-D-Y <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />) soul want to volunteer? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Neak, I'd ask you off-line and in person, except that this question is of such monumental inconsequence I could never hope to remember it when I actually see you. Apparently I missed it when you were growing up, because I've never heard of (or certainly don't remember) this extremely stupid-sounding Marco Polo game. What on earth was the purpose of it, and why? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
You know what's the problem with Tough Love? It's tough on the people practicing it, too--maybe even tougher than it is on the one being practiced on (who thinks it's plenty tough enough!)
I absolutely agree with this. But have you noticed that certain people are considered "wise ones" and they practice it but most of us are rejectd and considered "hard" when we practice it.
I only learned of tough love recently (one of the things I learned whn studying about As), but intuitively I have practiced it before.
Many years ago, when my brother was in his late teens or early 20s I told him he would become alcoholic if he didn't stop drinking. I must have said this very seriously because years later, out of the blue, he said: "see, I'm not an alcoholic like you said I would be". So it must have had quite an effect on him. I'm not sure he's not an alcoholic or will be yet, but if he remembers I warned him and it stops him it will have been worth it. It didn't make ME popular though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
So I guess you have to choose those situations in which you have a chace of it actually working to practice it, because the toll on the one practicing it is big!
It's no fun being the "bad guy," the heavy, the enforcer. Not if you're a regular person, and not a bully. And even just telling the truth (nicely) can seem harsh to somebody who's not quite ready yet to look reality squarely in the face. We had a nice couple for friends, long ago when the kids were little. Both husbands were church school teachers. I'll call them the Snits. They were very good friends. One of their daughters sometimes babysat for us, although Neakbro does not have fond recollections of her, since she gave him a detested nickname that still occasionally surfaces in family trips down Memory Lane...and the passage of years hasn't improved his taste for it in the slightest. But I digress...
Mr. Snit was very much inclined to think people were picking on him. Every suggestion was perceived as a criticism, with all criticisms being unjust and unnecessary. Instead of providing him with some friendly insight, Mrs. Snit encouraged him to think he was being mistreated, too, and so he walked around in a perpetual sense of ill-use. Not a productive mind-set for a high school teacher. Over the years, there were several observations made about his physical contact with the school girls. I never saw anything inappropriate personally. The incidents were comparatively minor--hugging, etc.--but instead of exercising due caution because of them, he only complained that he was being treated unfairly and singled out by rude people. He made no changes in his behavior, and eventually was fired over one incident too many. Naturally, he thought this was unfair, too.
I've often thought about how little use his wife was to him in this, and how much good a little tough love might've done from somebody who was on his side. He needed reality-based insight, not additional fuel for his paranoia, and he didn't get it. For better or worse, HP has gotten a fair share of reality-based insight over the years. He'd probably tell you it was much more than he felt he needed, if he were feeling chatty and confiding. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And I've gotten my share over the years, too. It wasn't all a one-way street. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Honesty isn't always easy, from either the giving OR the receiving ends!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes it's just easier to be a chicken and keep your (generic) blasted mouth shut! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You are, as usual absolutely right!
I think I am going to try to find a balance between "tough love" and "knowing that you can't control others nor can you be held responsible for THEIR decisions".
My best friend has 2 children of the same age as mine, so when they were small we would get together often with the kids. Unfortunately her younger son was sooooooooo aggressive that not may people looked forward to her visits with the kids! She told me that herself! I had realized that that child had problems by the time he was 2 years old but never told her, because her husband is teh kind who's convinced that anything that is his is perfect!
So years later luckily the problem is not aggression per se, but the kid (now 17) has been asked to leave a couple of schools, has been in counciling, they have gone to family counciling too. Not that bad a result, so far. I always wonder what would have happened if he had been treated for his behaviours as a small child.
I'm going through a similar situation with my niece at this moment. I have tried to help her by talking to SIL with "advice" but it hasn't worked, and I turned out to be the "bad guy", probably.
I have to find that balance!
I think Mr. Snit was a molester.
Refusal to accept clearly stated bounderies is one of the red flags.
Going on the attack when confronted...classic deflection.
neaksis if you felt uneasy around this man as kid then I would say you picked up something not right with his behaviour.
Its amazing how many victims - kids - say very similar things..they felt 'uneasy' around the person way before anything happened.
Of course not every time a child felt 'uneasy' meant the person was a molester, but it does seem to be part of a pattern. But better safe than sorry isnt it.
Actually I don't remember him at all. I am just studying up on red flag behaviors for a presentation at my church next week, so it is rather on my mind.
When Neak wakes up I'll ask her for her impressions because she was older back in those days and might remember him better.
red flag behaviour is very complicated.
we had to study it a bit in family services and yes all the obvious ones are included BUT you also had to take into account cultural differences - some cultures are what we would say in Oz as 'touchy feely' ... we european type cultures dont like doing that in the main. but some do.
but like our senior case worker said ..when in doubt REPORT & PROTECT we can apologise later - of course being the Crown we couldn't be sued for 'honest' mistakes only where we were careless. Sadly the problem was usually we didn't have enough poeple to do the job not the other way around.
but if parents and the general public knew a bit more then maybe there would be improvement you think?
anyway it would be interestng to see what neak remembers in a sit like this. I always remember the course I went on for security & safety.. in the middle of a lecture two poeple came into the room & started fighting and then ran off .... we were asked to write down what we saw.... there were 10 of us and we had 10 different impressions. I dont think one of us got it totally right ...or wrong. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sorry, no help here. Maybe it would have been different if I were older, in the sense that if he was, that would have been his target group. I remember him clearly, but nothing made me uncomfy.
In Marco Polo, the It has to keep their eyes closed for the duration, and swim around trying to tag people. To give them at least a small hope of actually catching someone, they call out "Marco", and the reply is mandatory for all swimmers whose noses are above water. The It swims toward the "Polo"s and will eventually stumble upon one of the other players, who then becomes It.
Hi all - Just got caught up reading. I got back from Mexico very early this morning. I had a wonderful, wonderful time, but came back early because I'm sick - not Montezuma's revenge, or Malaria luckily - just a bad cold. But cold and all, it was the trip of a lifetime.
I didn't run into any truly creepy people until high school.
Then there was the college teacher who had me walk him to his car to get something (music? don't remember), and tried to get me to go out to eat with him, using persistence waaaaaaaay beyond any politeness or normal boundaries. Despite my Pleaser nature, I held firm and refused because he made me so uncomfortable. Never would go out and get stuff from his car, either. Yyyyyyyuk!
I think Mr. Snit was a molester.
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Uncle Hilland Snit a child molester?
Aunt Dental Snit a blinders-wearing enabler?
Got to tell you it's hard to imagine, but I suppose most child molesters' friends say that about them when they find out what their buddies have been up to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Welcome back, Believer. I think what you did was an extraordinarily generous gesture, and I'm SO impressed with you. But I'm also guessing that after your trip, you can't help but feel at least a little bit glad that you yourself are a US citizen. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi B
so glad it was a great experience! Hope you get over that cold!! when you feel better tell us all about the trip, how the house looked ,,the whole thing ..but when you are feeling better [[[b]]]
Neak I've met some real 'creepy' types in family services ... yuck is right ... and hose were only the ones I worked with !! lol no not really...well ONE ..but didn't realise how much a big creep until way too late
but then I have a habit of learning AFTER the event lately <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is 5 days overdue now..but no news is good news kwim?
Jonnie is ok though, DD was told by one of his mates hes way over at another patrol point..where ever that is and wont be back until Wednesday ..she had a big smiley face tonight <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L - It was very good to come back home to the good ole USA. I enjoyed the trip very much. The home is extremely humble - maybe 600 square feet, which is average for Tehuantepec. It has all of the modern features, like running cold water, and electricity. No hot water or refrigerator though.
On my arrival I was greeted by my friend and his wife, their 2 children, the wifes mother and father, his mother and father, the wife's 5 brothers and 2 sisters, and their 12 children, his 3 brothers and their wives, and 4 grandparents. I was quite the celebrity.
It was very touching. His wife laid out a nice nighty for me on my mat on top of corn husks on the floor. I have never stayed in a place quite so humble, where everyone was so excited to have me.
Hi B! *waving*
AW, I think the army should get with Hallmark and provide a tracking device that sends out at least a daily e-card. When they are doing ok, maybe Thinking of You, or Missing You. (That's just for the lazy ones.)
If they are out on a top secret mission and legitimately can't write, the e-cards could be Still Fine, But Can't Wait to Get Back.
If they are, at some point, taking fire, an emergency card would be generated along the lines of Pray for Me - I'm Having a Difficult Time Right Now. (With, of course, the appropriate message once the danger is over.)
The biggest advantage in alleviating suspense would be the near-instantaneous notifications in the event of injuries (no sensitive info, naturally), and no need to jump when the doorbell rings. Although I suppose you would just jump when you got an e-card instead.
There is no perfect solution; I only wish there were. Still, I think this would be better than the current system.
Having said that, as long as things are the way they are, we rejoice with you at your lack of news.
It turned out to be a good thing I went to church in Lockeford yesterday, where no one knew anything was wrong. See, it turns out that we'resogladtoseeyou hugs are almost as deadly as we'resosorryforyourloss hugs. It also turned out to be a good thing I was so late, only arriving for the last half-hour of church.
Lockeford is a little country church where I know quite a few of the people, but don't see them very often. However, this week some of the staff from the nearby church school were putting on the service, so I had some of my teachers there, plus a good friend from college who now works there. That alone was almost more love than I could handle.
Add to that the people who were genuinely delighted to see me again after so long, and who wanted to know a-l-l about how I was doing lately, and I barely left intact, with people still calling after me, "Noooo! Please stay for potluck! There is so much food...pleeeeeeeeeez!". A half-hour was about the largest dose I could have taken just then. Maybe next week I'll try for 45 minutes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Whew!
Neaksis is already framing the book, and by jingo she has some good ideas.
Neak - I just got done writing a long post to you and lost it. Let me shorten it up a bit. I am completely speechless that the would-be homewrecker had the nerve to send a sympathy card.
I am so sorry for my loss of your post. Any of it that you are able to recreate, I would be interested in reading. It has bothered me some and I am curious what you had to say.
God, in His mercy, prepared me that it would come, so it was not a shock when it did. Still, it is hard to conceptualize what kind of person uses the death of a child to disrespect the very person they claim to love.
I am used to her disrespecting me, it oozes out in every single communique, and I expect it just as I expect the sun to come up in the morning. But to use our tragedy to disrespect AJ's clear request for her to have NC FOREVER, placing her own desires above what he has clearly told her is best for him, that is incomprehensible. Reprehensible, too. Of course she would claim she was just so sorry about what happened that she had to express it to him, since she is still his friend. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
At first I wanted Mom to send a generic response card "on behalf of the family", but changed my mind to just ignoring it. On the piece of paper wrapped around her payment for this month, I wrote, "My mom was supposed to tell you that the payment would be reduced this month due to some unexpected expenses."
That should have sent several clear messages, none to her liking. 1) Did we even get the card? If AJ got it and just didn't show it to her, why hasn't he called me? That would mean... 2) She didn't even tell me when her child died. That means she won't tell me anything else important, either. 3) (Neaksis thought of this one, the only one that would be incorrect.) She does not even think about me enough to bother to ask her mom if I was informed already about the payment.
Neaksis is giving me a bad time about obsessing, and I'm trying not to. I guess it's just that with so much that can't be easily dealt with, it's easier to focus on a smallish problem where nothing actually has to be done, except to vent a little.
Thoughts?
Personally, if I had received a "sympathy" card from the would-be homewrecker, I would have marched over to her house, pulled her little head off, and stomped it into the ground. But of course, that would be very un-MB like.
There is a great book called "The Grief Recovery Book" that had a chapter about the loss of a baby. One of the authors and his wife ended up divorced over it.
He explained that a man's response to problems is to try to "fix" it. Of course, it is "unfixable". What happened was when he couldn't "fix" it, he felt like he was failing his wife, and turned inward. This was just when she needed the most emotional support. They were unable to work through things together.
Years later, they spoke about it. She thought that he just didn't seem to care, and didn't realize how really miserable he had been. It was very sad to read.
Your marriage has been on my heart, and I am very concerned about it. You have had some HUGE losses - the baby, the betrayal, and even the money. Right now, I'm more worried about you giving it all up.
I know that AJ is just being a typical man, but I hope at some point he will realize what a terrible thing receiving that card from the homewrecker was for you. I don't even know you, but it stabbed me in the gut.
It is wonderful that you have been so strong. But please learn to lean on the Lord, your family and friends a little. You have been through too much for any woman.
At some point I hope that AJ gets that the homewrecker sending that card was terribly selfish. I think you are right to completely ignore it.
I'm going to have to tear myself away for a bit to get things (the kids, mostly) ready to meet AJ at the motel. There are oodles of things I want to say, and will try to before I go, but for the moment will content myself with this, that I think AJ will understand if he doesn't already.
He was very upset that she even knew.
Soon, as soon as I am able to collect my thoughts, we still need to talk about games and her hurting me, etc. While I don't want to dwell on her too much, I worry that if he loses all memory of what she has done and how she has shown her character, that he will only remember the good parts of being with her and not why he DUMPED her and chose me. Naturally that idea is worrisome to me.
The rest of your post is right on, too, but if I don't stop for a bit I will never get a shower and the kids will never get lunch. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Ripping her head off and stomping on it does sound tempting...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Edited to add: Oops, did I really say that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Ack! I should be leaving now, not just starting to pack. What a lazy day this has been.
I am dropping loose ends all over the place. I have not forgotten that at some point I still need to go back and revisit my earlier change of attitude and what brought it about (just in time, too), and lots more things.
It's also important that I remind myself of that as I begin to mentally address what you said of giving it all up. Wow.
So I'll be back tomorrow, and the rest of you keep having fun with out me, k? Make sure there's plenty to read when I get back. Better yet, make it so good Mom calls me up to read it to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> TTFN!
I have just spent my whole "sleeping" day escaping, in my dreams, from a variety of life-threatening dangers. Every time I woke up just in time to elude disaster, I'd fall back asleep and into another stalking menace. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm so tired this afternoon I feel like I've done my night's work before I ever leave the house for the hospital! What a fun night THIS will be. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
"I have just spent my whole "sleeping" day escaping, in my dreams, from a variety of life-threatening dangers."
Haha T&L - I can sure relate to that!!!! And the only good dreams I ever have is when I'm invited to a huge feast. I survey all of the food to decide exactly what I'm going to eat, and wake up suddenly - BEFORE having a single bite.
You ladies talking about red flags reminds me...
My XW and I once visited a certain professional in his office. She commented that she felt uncomfortable because there was a photo of a woman in a bikini on his desk. I noticed it too - but since it was a small photo in amongst an assortment of photos that looked like family, I just assumed it was his wife - although I still thought it odd that a man would situate such a photo where his clients could see it.
A couple of months ago, I read it the paper that he had been arrested for child molestation (or some closely related crime).
Some red flags are tiny, but they're still red.
-AD
It has all of the modern features, like running cold water, and electricity.
Try selling your house around
here and convincing your realtor to present cold running water as an amenity for prospective buyers! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> We SO don't appreciate enough what we've got. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW, when Neaksis was preparing her talk about child molesters she came across a social worker joke in one of the books. Two social workers came across a man, lying in the ditch, beaten to unconsciousness by an unknown assailant during a vicious attack. One social worker turns to the other and says, "That poor,
poor man. Anyone who would hurt another person like this needs a
lot of help!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I've got to go back and tend to my nursely knitting, but I'm posting this reminder for myself to tell you about the interesting talk I had with Biomom a few days ago. Blew me away, it did.
t&l
I love it t&l!!
I'm afraid my milk of human kindness never feed anyone THAT far.
In fact - I blush <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> - I was known as 'That bit*ch" as I was very - ummmm - insistant on them keeping to the court order ..... both sides. Don't think I could do it now.
Why are Social Workers buried 300 feet in the ground?
Because deep down they really are good people.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How Many Social Workers Does It Take to Change A Light Bulb?
None! We empower them to change themselves! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I Googled "social worker jokes" just out of curiousity. Did you know there are 6,010,000 links to that entry? I'm guessing they repeat a joke or two along the way, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Strange about that t&l ..lol
talking of Google
type in failure
and hit the 'I feel lucky' button,,,,,, good laugh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Bwahahahaha AW! That must be getting around in Aussie land, because one of my Aussie friends (who is also in the navy) sent it to me not long ago <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I sent it to Flard, and HE at least enjoyed it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I had kind of an icky experience in town today, but at least it has a happy ending.
I was cruising along in a town almost an hour from home, heavy traffic, and in my rearview mirror I see a Garmobile bearing down on me. Same make, model, year, and color. Just before it crawled up my tailpipe, (AJ's tailpipe, actually, as I was driving his car), I glimpsed enough of the license to see that it was NOT her.
The vehicle zoomed around me, and within a few blocks was lost to sight, leaving me thinking rather dark and grumpy thoughts about both Garg & AJ.
A couple more blocks, as I drove carefully along, a motorcycyle policeman pulled out from a side street, lights flashing. "Oh look, kids, somebody got busted!"
Yep, you guessed it. Way up ahead, neatly being cut from the herd, was the G-mobile. As we drove by slowly, the policeman took off his helmet. When he approached the driver's window, we could hear his booming voice say, "HELLO!!!"
I smiled. I am still smiling.
It's funny that you know her license. I know OW's too. It's weird how all of this stuff changes your life and feeling of safety so much.
Even though my WH is living with OW, she still has a need to drive by my house constantly. You would think that having my husband would be enough, but it's not. She has a need to flaunt.
Hey Neak - This is OT, but I'm looking for the scripture that says a husband, through sin, can invite Stan into the marriage. I need it for another thread. Do you happen to know?
Here is Hebrews 13:4, and I'll look around a little more.
Marriage is honorable in all, and the bed undefiled; but whoremongers and adulterers God will judge.
Marriage should be honored by all, and the marriage bed kept pure, for God will judge the adulterer and all the sexually immoral.
(I liked the NIV on the same verse, too.)
Don't worry about it Neak - this guy is way out there. He seems to be very knowledgable, but has some different beliefs.
Here is the link to the bible.com
Search on Marriage . What I put above was the most applicable verse I saw, but maybe you will see what you're looking for.
Here's one more from James 1, just because I can't resist.
13 Let no man say when he is tempted, I am tempted of God; for God cannot be tempted with evil, and he himself tempteth no man:
14 but each man is tempted, when he is drawn away by his own lust, and enticed.
15 Then the lust, when it hath conceived, beareth sin: and the sin, when it is fullgrown, bringeth forth death.
Thanks Neak. I'm a long-time Christian, but I guess I need more work in Scripture. I'm sort of a compliant person. When it says "Thou Shalt Not Kill", I get it, and try to obey.
But oftentimes, when someone wants the exact scripture, I struggle.
Believer--I'll "talk" to you about the text later. Right now I've got a headache that would fell a moose, and don't feel like it. I think all that fleeing and escaping in my so-called sleep is getting to me! Maybe today will be an improvement. And it'd jolly-well better, too. This is my 3rd 12-hr. shift and I've still got another 3 to go before I get my one night off...I'll be a REAL prize by Friday if this continues the rest of the wk.
My patient's calling. Gotta go. Honestly. First her family's unhappy because her contractions are too close, and now they're worried because they're too far apart. It is I, OtherSusan the Contraction Cop...to the rescue! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Morning & evening to the neaks!! "the neaks" ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Just to show that there is humour even in the worst of times and places, my lovely lost in love DD got this email from her Jonnie boy.... truly I'm not sure if he's pulling our legs or not .... long history with a similar man begs me to take care and read beyond the surface ...but I withhold judgement... though I think I feel like banging my had against a wall somewhere <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hi DD,
Just another note from your bottom-dwelling fella. Last week I had a bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately when I couldn't email you but I had a good reason, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all.
Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job. As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wetsuit. This time of year the water is quite cool that far down in the gulf.
So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel
powered industrial 'water heater'; this $50,000 piece of equipment sucks water out of the sea.
It heats it to a delightful temperature. It then pumps it down to the diver through a hose, which is taped to the air hose.
Now this sounds like a damn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints.
What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wetsuit. This floods my whole suit with warm water. It's like working in a Jacuzzi. You remember what it was like in the Jacuzzi?
Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my [censored] started to itch.
So, of course, I scratched it.
This only made things worse. Within a few seconds my [censored] started to burn.
I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened. The machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, I told you its NOT for looks it for the wetsuit, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it.
However, the crack of my [censored] was not as fortunate. When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually
grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my [censored]. I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator.
His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, the ******, along with five other divers- all ******, were all laughing hysterically.
Needless to say I aborted the dive. I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops totalling thirty-five minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression.
When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, another ******,
handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my [censored] as soon as I got in the chamber.
The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't sh*t for 4 days because my [censored] was swollen shut. In fact I couldn't move for 4 days from the decompression chamber.
So, next time you're having a bad day at uni, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your [censored].
And thats why I couldn't email you.
Honestly I tried NOT to laugh, really really I did, I think I've upset DD ..rotflmao still ...... lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
That's an old story that's made the rounds under several variations. I don't know it was originally an urban legend or not. Don't have time to Google it right now to see if it started out as a true story and was then adopted and re-adopted over the years. However, if you go to snopes.com (I think) and put jellyfish/diver into their "search" bar, I bet you could find out if it's considered a true urban legend.
Back to the orifice... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yep that was my thought t&l sounded too funny and and well .. a bit scripted..but funny story any way.
I dont think DD saw the joke ..... told her was probably just her bloke playing around with her as he couldn't tell her what he was doing.
DD didn't think it all that funny..thought he was avoiding her questions <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I told her of course he was, he's not allowed to say anything.
Might have to give DD a humour transfer ... can you remember being SO intense ? I MUST be getting old. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That's what moms are for - to get the jokes their children don't.
Morning & evening to the neaks!! "the neaks" ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
The Neaks:
You_neak;
Her_neak (Neaksis);
Me_neak (aka
S_neak the Ant_eak--who could THAT be?); and the extended family, including the muscle man,
Phys_eak, the sad sack,
Path_a_teak; the black sheep,
Mo_zamb_eak; the hostile, fault-finding know-it-all,
Crit_eak; the gloomy foreboder,
Bl_eak; the unfortunate man whose voice never changed,
Squ_eak; the oddball nut,
Fr_eak; the yappetity, chatty one,
Sp_eak; the one no one can understand,
Gr_eak; the tinkerer and fixer-upper,
Tw_eak.
I'm sure there are more, but I'm sleepy and I give up for now. Who else can you add to the relatives? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
now thats Fr eak y hehehe I was thinking along the same lines when I fell asleep at the computer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The house is quiet .... scary ..... Mikey is asleep
DD is sleeping after long & meaningfuls with Jonnie boy -- feel like the Waltons here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - every family gathering when we say hey john boy we're going to get 7 responses!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
DS is at training camp north east of Perth learning about lots of nasty things I would he rather not learn about.... I suppose HE couldn't break a leg could he?
ok ok I can hear everyone saying cut the apron strings. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Of course having a family gathering where all the men are actually home might be a challenge in itself.
Now my brother has run away from his M issues - bit angry at him for that - it will be harder than ever.
Maybe I should send him to the MB straightening out course!!! Oh they dont have ones where you can hit the blokes do they? What about electric cattle prods? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Maybe we should start one of our own, hey?
Moving on through the alphabet after a little shut-eye...
The one with the really big nose,
B_eak; the nerd,
G_eak; my twin sister with stress incontinence,
L_eak; the shy, humble one,
M_eak; the Peeping Tom,
P_eak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> ; the one no one will sit next to at family get-togethers because he won't bathe,
R_eak; the one who'd lose his head if it weren't attached to his shoulders,
S_eak; the total blockhead,
T_eak; the one with muscles like tny rubber bands,
W_eak; and the good ol' suth'n boy,
Z_eak. Oh, and did I mention the one with the stiff joints?
Cr_eak.
Well, blast, that was a lot of worry for nothing, girls. The house lady won't be able to give me any word of any kind until Monday. Why she didn't tell me that yesterday when I told her I'd call back for an answer today at 4PM, I couldn't tell you, but now I can look forward to being sick to my stomach for another 6 days. And over Thanksgiving, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I will live in a cold, dank, pitch-black cave, pillowing my head on the decaying carcase of a dead coyote, before I ever participate in the building of another house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Buy it done. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
From the London Telegraph News
Blood debt women offered up for rape
By Isambard Wilkinson in Sultanwala
(Filed: 22/11/2005)
A village council in Pakistan has decreed that five young women should be abducted, raped or killed for refusing to honour childhood "marriages".
The women, who are cousins, were married in absentia by a mullah in their Punjabi village to illiterate sons of their family's enemies in 1996, when they were aged from six to 13.
The marriages were part of a compensation agreement ordered by the village council and reached at gunpoint after the father of one of the girls shot dead a family rival.
The rival families have now called in their "debt", demanding the marriages to the village men are fulfilled.
The case is becoming a cause célèbre in Pakistan, pitting tribal mores against a group of modern-minded, educated women. Amna Niazi, the eldest of the five at 22, is taking a degree in English literature, while both her sisters want to attend university.
Their fathers are supporting them and have refused to hand them over, leading to a resumption of the blood feud, with two relatives shot recently and 20 people arrested, while promises of further retribution and murder abound.
In addition to the sentence on the women, the village council has sentenced to death Jehan Khan Niazi, the father of three of the women, and the fathers of the other two for failing to honour the supposed bond with men whose identities they are not even certain of.
The women have said they will commit suicide if their fathers obey the council.
Speaking at their home in Sultanwala, a remote cotton and sugar-cane growing village, Amna said: "It is a great injustice that should be ended. Why should we pay for a crime committed by someone else? We will commit suicide if it happens. We would be treated like animals by them. Our misery would never end as this is just another way of using us as tools in the feud." None of the women has so far been able to marry as their childhood "marriages" hang over them.
The Human Rights Commission of Pakistan condemned the "barbaric custom of vani", - the tradition of handing over women to resolve disputes - and called on President Pervez Musharraf to enforce a ban.
Last year a three-year-old girl near Multan was betrothed to a 60-year-old man in a similar settlement. The case led to parliament passing a law banning vani and honour killings, but it has been widely ignored.
The case of Mukhtar Mai, a Pakistani woman whom a village council ordered to be gang-raped for an alleged offence committed by her brother, has also reached international attention.
The Daily Telegraph was granted access to the young women, despite Mr Niazi's fear that the village will further condemn him for being "un-Islamic" by allowing his daughters to be photographed, albeit with their faces covered by veils.
Amna, who hopes to become an English lecturer, said: "We are proud of our father. Despite having little money, he has educated us and shown us that we must stand up in society and demand our rights."
She is studying at a college affiliated to the university of Lahore, while her sister Abida, 18, is applying to study medicine, and Sajida, 15, is still at secondary school.
The other girls, Assia, 20, and Fatima, 16, are the daughters of Mr Niazi's brothers.
"Only a few of my friends know about this," said Abida. "But those that do support us and say we are fighting for the oppressed women of Pakistan."
Mr Niazi, who is a government accountant, was candid about the cause of the feud. "My brother murdered one of our neighbours after being shot at. But it is complicated, they had already insulted us by making indecent remarks to our girls," he said.
He added that his family had already paid blood-money to the aggrieved party. "I have refused to give into the council's request as it is un-Islamic. I cannot hand over my girls like goats to marry these illiterate boys," he said.
Personally, I plan to quit complaing for several hours, at the very least, after reading this!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - We are very blessed to be living in this country.
I second the motion. For all its problems, America's a pretty good place to be.
As long as we're making fun of me, let me add a couple more relatives: the one with the big nose, B_eak, (oh wait, that's me), the fraidy-cat, just plain Eak, and I had one more but I forgot who it was.
A real mouthy character, Ch_eak; owns an upscale shop, Bout_eak; computer repairman, Tech_neak; elderly maidenly aunt, Misst_eak; the exotic dancer, inappropriately named after Auntie, Myst_eak; weird Uncle, always coming at you from an odd angle, Obl_eak; you've seen him running naked on football fields, the family embarrassment (didn't see the pun till I wrote it, but it works <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />), Str_eak; and finally, the fabulous, enormously-popular French relative everyone loves to be with, Fantast_eak! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Interesting family that Neak has... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Who knew?
Oh, yes, the desert-dwelling chieftan (we don't see him often) Sh_eak.
t&l
The skin-care specialist, popular with the ladies of the family, Clin_eak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Guess I shouldn't have said I was done! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis tells me Biomom stopped by my yesterday to visit me. I was asleep--fortunately or unfortunately, I'm not sure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I guess this was the result of our phone visit over the weekend. So instead, Neaksis got to make awkward conversation while I slumbered upstairs, peaceful, undisturbed, and unaware. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Don't know if I'll have time to finish before my break is over, but let's see what these nimble fingers can do. One of the themes of the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid (remember the Saga?) is that anyone can change. When Biomom met Biodad, his efforts towards rehabilitation went into a screaming nosedive from which they have yet to recover. I was very hostile towards her at the beginning, since she was fighting so hard to destroy all the work and affection and hope that had been expended in Biodad's behalf. Such bitter anger I had towards that woman, completely at odds with any profession of faith I had ever made, or claimed to believe.
At that time I was doing home health, and providing skilled nursing services to people in their own homes. I had such interesting patients. One had an infection after a cardiac bypass, his diabetes making it hard for him to heal. When I started doing daily dressing changes for him in his home, I could look 4 inches down into his chest and see the pulsing movement of his heart muscle, just under the covering tissue. It was the spookiest thing. One of my patients was also a church member of the same church our family attended weekly. She was always nice to me, but she'd had a running feud going with another church membe--over a quilt, if I'm not mistaken. It had lasted over 20 years by that time. They hated each other. They took every opportunity to take potshots at each other, and air their grievances to potential allies. They are both dead now, and the female half of the battle was the first to die. Because she was my patient, after church the week she died I went by the funeral home to sign the memory book. I went into the chapel and stood looking down at her, lying there in her casket, and as I did I had the oddest sensation that a voice was speaking in my head, and it said, "This is what will happen to you if you don't change your attitude towards (Biomom)."
I didn't interpret it as a threat, but rather as a statement of fact that I couldn't hope to die forgiven if I continued to harbor hate in my heart towards another person the way I was doing. And so I turned around, left the funeral home, and went directly to Biomom's house to make a friendly visit. Let me tell you, she was <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> to see me standing on her doorstep, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, shoot, nimble fingers weren't fast enough. Duty calls, and it's yelling, "OtherSu-u-u-u-u-u-san!" Oh, phooey.
t&l
OK, maybe I can finish this if I hurry. Biomom and I became close over the years, in an odd sort of way. She gave me a little card I still have somewhere, after her mother died, in which she expressed her love and appreciation to me for being like another mother to her. So this whole violent dustup over the molestation was a serious regression for us, and, to a certain extent, a real surprise.
She told me Sunday, during the course of our conversation--and after telling all her relatives and friends for the past 4 years that Neaksis and I are liars and child thieves who made up the whole molestation/abuse scenario just to deprive her of her children--that she was glad Neaksis was taking such good care of her children because she had never been a very good mother to them, and Neaksis was doing a better job of it than she could've done. Not only that, but she admitted she couldn't have handled them herself and that her own life was better because they weren't living with her anymore. All of this was spontaneously offered--no prompting from me (How could I with my mouth hanging open in that dumbfounded fashion? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)--and as unexpected to me as it would be if I woke up one morning and discovered I was the Queen of England and a billionaire. Now if we could only get her to go around to everyone she's poisoned against us and set the record straight.....I know, haha, fat chance. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Then I'd really expect to be the Queen of England and a billionaire! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
My point is this: fog isn't only a wayward spouse phenomenon. There is more than one mothership, multiple varieties of aliens. And I want to say, after more than 10 years of knowing this woman, if she can change her mind this much (akin to concrete turning to jello), there's hope for anybody. Of course, not everybody will take advantage of their chance to change, but it's at least possible. I realize that she's still got a long ways to go, but what she is right now is 180 degrees from what she's been for years, and I feel hope for the future for her in a way I never thought possible before. What has been blowing the fog out of her mind I couldn't begin to guess, but I can see the results, and am able to rejoice. And it only took yearsandyearsandyears! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> So to those of you struggling with different aliens in another kind of fog, don't get discouraged too soon. You never can tell when the light will dawn, and shine the brightness of reality into some pretty dark corners.
This kinda makes me curious to see what's going to happen next, which is scary, because I don't usually think about stuff like that, being sufficiently burdened with the problems du jour and very reluctant to borrow trouble. (can't afford the payments! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />)
t&l
oh my..what have I done with 'the neaks' .... hehehehe lol
t&l
I'm sure we have all hated someone at some time, I do think its part of being human. The knowledge that we have this part of our character allows us to fight against it.
The most..... well eye opening realisation I had in this area was when I realised that there were those who HATED me.
THAT SORTA SITS YOU BACK A BIT.
What? Me? yep me...
There was one more N<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, but Neak was supposed to post it last night and didn't so I guess I'll "save" it for her to do today...just in case with 3 toddlers, an elderly grandpa, and an ailing husband (need I say MORE?!), she doesn't have enough to do on her own!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I know. How dare those people not like us? I mean, what's not to like? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> No accounting for taste, I guess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I know...some people are SOOOOO strange ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L -
It's amazing how much most disfunction is so alike. I told you about going to court to get my step children's 2 year old brother out of a home where he was being neglected and molested.
To this day, my WH and his children insist that the molestation didn't happen. It doesn't matter that the bio mom's 2 other girls were molested twice, which they now admit. It doesn't matter that all of the children were left with drug addicted and alcholic homeless men on a routine basis. It doesn't matter that the doctors have testified that the 2 year old was molested. It doesn't matter that the baby himself talked about things no 2 year old should know. IT DIDN'T HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have given up hope that they will ever accept the truth. And it doesn't really matter now that my marriage is over. I think about it from time to time, since this incident was the starting point of the end of our marriage.
When I see the boy thriving in his home with father and step mother, I realize that it doesn't matter.
Yes, it was a quilt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Did you forget about Thanksgiving tomorrow?
The newest member of the Neak family is rather noisy, and we have gotten numerous complaints from the neighbors. Shr_iek.
I made it through two weeks as of last night. The physical evidences are almost gone. I still tire more easily, but the bruises from all the needles are barely visible. Life has gone on, with or without me. I would have thought all the piles of baby stuff that now has to be packed away would bother me, but it doesn't, much. It is one of the few ways I can tell that this wasn't all a dream.
Monday the 7th, when we got home from work and the hospital, is when we told the 2 older kids. Thankfully the Dervish was asleep, and you know what he said anyway.
Our big 2 of course wailed and sobbed right along with us, just a big sticky mess of four. When they recovered enough to begin asking questions, they wanted to know where we would bury the baby.
AJ explained what we had talked about earlier, that we were thinking of cremating it. Well, they're still pretty small, so, "What's cremation, Daddy?"
Such shrieks and howls broke out at the explanation. The Princess screeched at the top of her lungs, "Daddy, don't burn our baby!!!!!!!!!" So that was that, as far as I was concerned. AJ still thought he could explain enough to them so they would be ok with it, but we'll never know for sure who would have been right. (Maybe I should insert a poll.)
At the hospital they had given me some muscle relaxers so I could sleep that night. I shared them with AJ and we both slept fairly well under the circumstances. Once I laid down I had very little time for reflection, which was all to the good.
I just put my hand on my little tummy and tried to reconcile the reassuring bump with what I knew, that there was something - someone - dead inside me.
Within two or three minutes I was asleep.
(((((((((((((((((((((((((Neak))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Thank you. I needed that.
I swear this is the weirdest thread. It can turn on a dime, going from comedy to tragedy in the blink of an eye, and then back to comedy again. I'm not complaining, you understand, just commenting on the absolute truth of the "multi-tasking" label that was earlier (and so very long ago) applied to this site. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It really has no label, defies labeling, even. It just IS. And only for whatever given moment "is" happens to be, too!
A poll, indeed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I love you, sweetie, and will be hugging you in my sleep...every moment I can elude the monsters sure to be pursuing me through my dreams. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L -
I just went back and checked your first post on this thread -
"I'm here...but only briefly. Am at work and don't have time right now, but will save to favorites so I can come back easily after my pt. delivers her baby. Thanks for the invite."
It seems like not too much has changed for you.
Pep can now claim prophet status. (Of course there was that little incident with the emergency flesh-eating chiton removal service, but the universe prevented her.)
I often get chased by stuff in my sleep, too, but it's not so traumatic. In nearly every case, I am MUCH SMARTER than whatever is chasing me, and completely certain that I will be the victor.
Except the last dream, where Neaksis' alarm went off at 5-something, just as the helicopter was landing at the drug dealer's mansion (I was undercover <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) while I sat there thinking frantically, "What was that password again? Something-loco. Oh no, oh no, oh no."
Pep can now claim prophet status.
Lucky Pep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm turning in MY prophet's license. I'm developing a very poor track record of successful predictions, more's the pity. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But I almost think, Neak, that you were the one who first gave it the multi-tasking label, once while we were discussing shopping lists, etc. Whatever. Who knew at the time what uncanny accuracy was being displayed? Certainly not I. Nor what sort of "tasks" would be multi'd either.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And no, Believer, things haven't changed much for me. Short of a divine miracle I don't see them doing that, either. At least not for several years. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
Happy Thanksgiving, everybody. I'm thankful we've gotten to "know" you all over the past months, even if the reason for our introduction was not a felicitous event. What's that old saying? "It's an ill wind that blows no good." As far as I'm concerned, we've certainly had the ill wind, but getting acquainted with so many of the good people on this board has been an unexpected, and pleasant, side effect. Gotta go make vegetarian gravy (no, that is NOT an oxymoron!) so the 3 vegetarians at work tonight will have something to put on the mashed potatos besides butter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Signing off, in the warm, rosy glow of knowledge that somewhere in this world this Thanksgiving eve, there is a being who is ever-so-thankful for
me. Who might this grateful soul be? One humble little turkey, down on his knobby little turkey knees, still dressed in his warm little turkey feathers, going, "Thank you, God, for OtherSusan the vegetarian." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We had a pot-luck at work today, and it was good. I brought potato salad and baked beans. When I was putting the dishes into the car tonight, I accidentally left my coffee cup on the roof. Discovered I'm a very good driver, because I drove all the way to the gate (12 miles @ 55 mph) before it went flying off!
TK, that's me.
B, you're the latest one, but I would swear all of you are mind readers. You all always seem to be able to put your fingers directly on my weak places when I haven't even said anything.
So much loss, yes, and the hurt from the two seems to be intertwining, each making the other a little bit worse. And for more reaons than one, the money list that finally arrived was pretty staggering.
On the one hand, part of me wants to just lie down and give up - he's hurt me too badly, I'm sick of thinking about this, I can't believe he borrowed all that, I can't believe that many of her filthy receipts are floating around my house somewhere, my poor baby, it is just all too much.
The more sensible part of me recognizes that not only would giving up not solve any of the above problems, or make the pain disappear, but I would be throwing away someone who, so far, has been an admirable H, the kind of person I always believed he would be. And I can see how hard God has been working in this, too, so the logical portion of my mind says that obviously there is another answer.
All this information was just kind of free-floating, but you brought it together with your comments. Some of these things are unchangeable, some perhaps could be handled differently. But I need to look at options and see what can be done.
Getting back into MC will also be helpful, as I am seeing many of the areas where I, personally, need to work. (Our MC had his MIL die while she was living in the home with him & his wife, and this was several weeks before our time of trial.)
The long and the short of it is this is my problem, though it is the result of his problem, and I am the one who needs to tackle it. Not my fault, but my problem. There is very little he can do except keep being supportive. Except for making clear that he realizes what Garg is really like, and remembering-but-not-dwelling upon it.
Wanted to thank everyone here.
You are all such wonderful people, and I thought I would tell you.
AS I reflect on my blessings, I count knowing you high on the list. You teach me daily - good things, T&L, by example.
You can crack jokes if you want, but I mean it. (grin)
I see courage, grit, kindness, and love. It warms my heart.
God bless you all, and thanks.
SS
Neak -
You are a good woman. I'm sorry, but any money my WH owed the OW would NOT be my problem. There is something very sick about that. It is bad enough that she tried to break up your family. To expect money is just too over the top.
My WH did cause us to file bankruptcy. During the throes of the affair, he disappeared and gave me nothing for months and months. I paid the bills as long as I could, then got a roommate, then dipped into savings, then my retirement, but in the end filed for bankruptcy.
I thought I would never recover. All my hope and dreams, even my future seemed to be swept away by the affair.
Of course the Lord has turned everything around now. I have a wonderful life that is completely different than I would ever have dreamed.
My WH has gone down his path and it made me very sorry. It is amazing how a man gets so lost in lust. My WH was a good man.
Your baby is another blessing. You had such a short time with him, and I know you are so sad. He has been spared all of this earthly trial. As the years go by, you will recover and your days will no longer be so bleak.
You are in my prayers, and I'm asking for great things for you and your family. I don't know what the outcome will be, but I'm trusting that the Lord will bless you beyond your wildest dreams.
Here while I was posting about being a TK, lots of other people, well ok, two, were making their posts even faster.
SS, a smile headed your way.
B, you are so kind. I do have very much to be thankful for, and I try to remind myself of my blessings whenever things get too aggravating. One of my blessings is that most of my problems are of the cleanup variety, not fresh offenses (at least on the part of anybody who matters). And I am so grateful for my baby. I am thankful for the affection AJ shows me many times each day, and that he verbalizes his love. I am thankful for my annoying, naughty little children, because I have them. I am thankful for my friends, most of whom are right here, except for my friends who are family, and most of them are here, too.
It's too bad about the choices your H has made, but God is still working on him as well; he may just be a tougher nut to crack. If it's at all possible without violating his free will, God will bring him back.
As time has gone on and the tally grown, I can see that realistically there is no way we can pay back both the personal debt (should be gone by January, yay), and the money owed by the corporation. We can perhaps lessen the impact, but rightly or wrongly, as she has tried harder and harder to wound me and fatally damage my marriage, I have felt less and less obligated.
I agree about there being something wrong with all this. It is not possible to put a price on what she and he did.
It's just my personal opinion, but your obligation is to your children first. Any money that was borrowed during the affair needs to be chalked up as a loss by the OW. I'm sure she is using the money as a way to hold on to your husband. He was clearly not in his right mind during that period. For her to expect his wife to pay the money back is ludicrous.
I think that I would write her a to the point note and let her know that there is no money left. She may take you to court, but I doubt that she will collect anything that was owed due to an affair. In fact I would let her know that in the future, her financial dealings should be with a man who doesn't have a wife and family to support.
The other thing that has been on my mind is the possibility of you getting pregnant again. After my miscarriage, the doc warned me to wait at least 6 months to recover. I didn't, got pregnant the very next month. Luckily my first child was born healthy.
Legal aspects of this thing aside, saved for another day, (I just finished making soy chicken skins, yummy, and am still up but fading fast), $$$$ makes her world go round.
Ok, one slightly legal aspect, upon the advice of the corp attorney I wrote her a letter stating that the corporation would not make further payments until the corporation had money. OT Note to Self: I need to see what progress we are making on our lawsuit.
I like the idea about the warning for her future use of avoiding married men, but I think I want to save that for the time very soon when I can send her my own NC letter and inform her that I will be blocking her from my email address. At that time, if I can do it nicely and with class, I will let loose a small bit of truth.
The main things that bothered me the most about this most recent communication were A) finding out that she had loaned him the money for a motel at the beginning of February, before D-day even, and B) there were several cash loans for lunch and gas during the time of supposed recovery.
A) just simply upsets me because it happened, but I am not surprised he doesn't remember anything specific. There has been a lot of water under the bridge since then. And a lot of motels.
B) has been very damaging. AJ has told me every since June 27, R #2, that that day was the first time he had seen her since May 4. But on June 24 she gave him not only a couple hundred dollars worth of drill stuff, but $40 cash for gas and lunch. He had remembered to tell me about the drills close to the time, but said she left them in the apartment buildings where he was doing the installation.
That brings up so many questions. Did she really leave cash in an apartment in the bad part of Sacramento? If it was left in the locked room, how did she get the key? If one of the guys opened it for her, why didn't she worry that he would steal it? How would he even know that he should open the door for her? Would she really respect his supposed request that they talk only but not meet face to face any more when she has respected NOTHING so far? If he lied about this, why, when he told the truth about so many more big and difficult things?
I asked him about this, and he repeated his story about her leaving the drill for him and said he didn't remember the other money. He was not defensive or angry at all, which was a change from before, but my trust level has plummeted. This is the first thing in 5 months that has caused this level of anxiety. Perhaps I should say the first A-related thing.
I'm sure Gargamel was banking on that.
The only thing I can think of to do is to bring it up for more discussion at the next MC session. Right now I don't trust him, I can't trust her, and don't have a clue how big or small a deal this should be.
And yet he continues to be the same tender husband he has been of late, while I am the same loving wife. I will not let her succeed in what she is trying to do, regardless of what may have to be dealt with on my end.
I'm dragging the thread down again, and on Thanksgiving, too. I am thankful I even have a recovery to stress over. I am thankful for the fact that Gargamel lives more than 20 minutes away - plenty close but much farther than for some unfortunate folks here. I am thankful that I have grown enough to be able to question AJ about anything without either LB's, or just plain CA. I am thankful that I once again have a M worth fighting for. I am thankful that my husband loves me.
I am thankful the dog hasn't killed a cat for quite a while. I am thankful the dead mouse smell is almost gone from the heater vents in my car. I am thankful the Dervish didn't cut more of his hair off than he did.
Neak gives thanks like nobody else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Oh, Believer, accidents can and do happen - 4 so far - but there are no plans in the works right now to have another PG. I am too scared. If there was a fifth accident, I would be delighted but worry the whole time till all my hair had fallen out. I would have a home Doppler unit (cheaper than an unltrasound, but that would have been my first choice), and check the heart rate once a day. Or several times a day. Eek! I get shivers thinking about it!
Don't let my humorous little comment about dragging the thread down deter anyone from replying if they are moved to do so. If the tone goes down too much again, I will just start listing some more things for which I am grateful.
I am thankful I do not have athlete's foot as bad as Neaksis. I am thankful that I am finally old enough not to mind being called Lizzie. I am thankful that only one of the cars needs an urgent trip to the repair shop. I am thankful the Dervish is asleep. I am thankful the dog was able to lick most of the corn meal mush off of his own back, ears, and head. (Courtesy of the Dervish, who else?) I am thankful that Mr. Computer loves his daddy enough to have put up a mural on the dining room wall to wish him a happy birthday back in May. I am also thankful the the glue he used will probably be able to be sanded off eventually and will hardly show once it is repainted.
I could go on...
Neak gives thanks like nobody else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Good thing, too! What would prayer and praise at church be like if everybody's thanks were like
yours? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
So much to comment on, and no time in which to make comments. It's a blasted zoo here tonight, and the inmates are running the asylum. All I can say is some women will do
anything to avoid having to fix Thanksgiving dinner! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And furthermore, it's going to be dog years getting through the 4 hrs. until the day shift arrives. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am thankful I do not have athlete's foot as bad as Neaksis
I'd be careful about eating anything she hands to you personally today and encourages you to ingest, after that unfortunate little piece of impertinence. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Does she really? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I never knew that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak
how are you? hope you had/have a great Thanksgiving - bit like Australia Day here I guess.
Beer, BBQ's and family. Wives are designated drivers, chief cooks & bottle washers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Why? Tradition of course. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
athlete's foot????
See t&l, maybe its better you dont know everything - mum's needs some good honest ignorance at times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I wouldn't exactly describe her as an "athlete". Maybe she has "harried mother's foot!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Wait till I tell you what happened to me tonight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm never going to be the same again, and I'll never get out of here if I don't start charting, either. Later..........
t&l
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HMPH!!!!
I have simply stated that everybody probably has low-grade athlete's foot just like mine and it is not that big of a deal.
I think I am going to go rub my feet in Neak's shower.
Neak -
Haha - You made me laugh - what a good way to start out Thanksgiving. I know exactly how you feel though. During my darkest days, it was hard to find my gratitude. I wasn't in the state of mind to think too much about it.
You and AJ will have to go through the pieces of the puzzle again and see how they fit together. Although sometimes I wonder if it matters at all. Affairees become like different people. I think it is true that they don't remembers - they are so caught up in the wild emotions.
You are doing the hard thing now - restoring your marriage. It is much easier to just abandon it. At least then you don't have to worry about everything so much.
I would not consider any affair related, or personal expenses during the A, a debt that needed to be repaid. Sometimes I feel sorry for AJ. How in the world did he get himself in such a mess?
Back to Thanksgiving - When my kids were small, instead of rushing through a list of thanks at the table, we always wrote out one list that everyone added to. My boys are now 24 and 20, and guess what they started last night? The list. And it's a long one.
I have a whole bunch of folks coming today - my sons, some of their friends, my roommate and his friends (who don't speak English), a 90 year old neighbor, my 25 year old boss from work who is alone this year, and a Marine who is away from home. They will all be asked to add to the list, and we will read it just before dinner.
I hope you and your family have a wonderful day.
Thanks, B and AW. We have a wonderful Thanksgiving on the way. The List is a fabulous idea!
I couldn't figure out why Neaksis was taking such a snerpy tone with me on the phone this morning. *innocent, aggrieved air* Why? What did I do?
Oh. Bwaaaahaaahaaaaaa! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's a bit past time to go make the pumpkin pies; I wanted to do that yesterday. Now I'll have to hurry a bit. It's a special family recipe with extra spices, extra eggs, and they have to slow cook for 4 hours. So of course they are the first thing that have to go in this morning. So HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!
I don't think Neaksis would actually poison me, but she might try to put mushrooms in everything, including the apple pie.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I don't think Neaksis would actually poison me, but she might try to put mushrooms in everything, including the apple pie.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Poison. Consider it. You have been a naughty, naughty girl...especially, as your sister pointed out, "after I stayed up until MIDNIGHT helping her get ready for company." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> I'd look with suspicion at any chocolate dishes, myself. Check for empty Ex-Lax boxes in the trash. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'd worry about the mushrooms, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Especially if you start seeing visions after you eat them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OMG - visions ........... the Prophet Neak !! lol hehehe
and all because of the little mushy.
You know every year, our South west forests are over run by people seaching for native mushrooms ...very powerful ....apparently -- never had magic omlettes or the like ...
thats probably why we have all those people running around down there hugging the trees - the mushies told them the trees were lonely. All makes sense now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Just stick to the chocs neak..in fact have some for me ..lot safer .for everyone ..lol
Have a GREAT THANKGIVING GUYS!! Give each other a big hug just from me downunder - and the dervish is ok leave him alone..he's a boy - give him MORE chocs & pure red cordial - he won't disturb me a bit hes a sweety !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I always wanted to try mushrooms (being a child of the 60's), only trouble is I was always afraid that I would get the poison ones and REALLY go on a "trip", a permanent one.
Well, my dinner is cooking. The roommates and friends want to do some kind of potato dish from Oaxacca which involves potatoes, chili, eggs, carrots, and onions. So the mashed potatoes have been scrapped for now.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you!
{{{{{{{{}}}}}}}}}} and smooches!
We have tons of tree-huggers here, too, so many that our trees cannot possibly be lonely.
Mexican-style potatoes sound yummy. We are just having mashed potatoes from a box. No one will eat my mashed-potatoes-from-scratch ever since the first time I made them, and when they were still too lumpy, put them in the blender.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
PS If anybody ever needs a great glue recipe, I have one.
The cooking in continuing, the menu is expanding...........
neak your lumpy taters would compliment my lumpy gravy!
PS If anybody ever needs a great glue recipe, I have one.
Save it. You may need it for
yourself if your sister's chocolate pie really does contain Ex-Lax. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L -
I've been waiting all day to hear what happened to you.
We are done eating, and everyone seems to be dozing. Did one load of dishes, and there are only about 4 more loads to do. But I'm quite pleased. For the strange mix of folks here, it went very well.
We are done eating, and everyone seems to be dozing.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> No, really? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> So how come you're doing dishes and not fast asleep, too? I'm awake because I couldn't sleep well again today. If it doesn't clear up soon, I'm going to suspect this blood pressure medicine and ask to have it switched. I'm too old to get by on this little shut-eye! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I'll have to tell the story at work. Surely it can't be as busy tonight. Hope not, since I hate it when laboring women get the pukies after a big holiday meal. Blec-c-c-ch. Of course, sometimes it's not too cool when their stomachs are empty, either. I often think, while emptying emesis basin after emesis basin, "Honey, I hope that stuff looked better at the table than it does now!"
I'm leaving in a few minutes to go to Neak's house and make gravy. Until my mother died, she always made the gravy, so nobody else learned. Once she was no longer here, I started doing it in self-defense, mainly because my dad loved it the way she always fixed it, but the girls haven't really been that interested in learning. Apparently OUR family tradition (and isn't tradition what Thanksgiving's all about? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />) is that
only the oldest person does the gravy, and you are forced by default to move up the chain as the gravy-makers expire. OK, so it's not so great as a tradition as your thankful list, or having company, or whatever...but we're forced to make do with what we've got! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
P.S. But as a story, it's gonna rank right up there with the ones about smothering titties, as far as I'm concerned! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
They weren't lumpy when I got done...
Good grief. You blew away my plate!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Tonight we had a woman lose a little boy in the same room Neak was in, at almost the same gestational age Dillon was at when he was born, at almost the same time of day. I tried to stay uninvolved in it, because the whole thing made me uncomfortable, but the nurse who had him is one of the Chinese nurses and didn't know about the pictures and stuff that we do. So many family members were coming to see the baby, and he was covered up like a specimen, and laid out on a table. So I got the grief box, dressed him up in the little hat and stuff and let people hold him. Took pictures. Got footprints and handprints. She was surprised. "Do you do this for every dead baby?" I guess coming from China, where you can abort a baby at any stage of the pregnancy, or even (in some cases) kill it after birth, this would seem a little excessive...but the family was very grateful and that felt good. Still, an oddly-disconcerting experience.
t&l
Good morning/evening - well here !!
t&l
couldn't do your job or my Doc sisters ...not sure I could separate myself from the task at hand enough ... bad enough handling your own kids puke let alone others..yuck <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Neak
stay away from those chocolates!! I SAW YOU REACH FOR THEM!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
B
how are you really right now? I sense something but not sure what it is. Yo seem so busy & 'got it all together' but I still feel you are feeling a bit down??? imagination maybe..it has been known to get outa hand <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Hey AW -
I'm doing just fine, but I'm waiting for my divorce, in fact counting the minutes. I have someone that I want to do things with, and it is hard right now. So far I have avoided him. But it isn't easy. Not very MB like.
I beg to differ. You are doing what's right, even when it's difficult. Very MB-like.
Ah Neak, thanks for being so understanding. This is so hard for me. My WH was asked to leave our church when he had his affair. I am tip-toeing around the edge of the same abyss.
This man is an old friend whose wife died. He expressed interest, but we agreed to wait until my divorce. But I am so lonely for a man.
After 3 years alone, I'm afraid almost any man would do. YIKES!
B
dont you ever say you were and are not MB like.
And frankly, there is nothing wrong in saying you want a man, a good decent man, I mean isn't that natural? Well at least in my books it is.
I only want my man though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> and if he was here..well lets say I wouldn't be on the web <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Better change subject or I will need another cold shower.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I know it is so hard for you AW. I only have to wait another month, and you have such a long ways to go. But I sure am getting lots of stuff done - all of that excess energy to burn.
ok ladies
where on Gods green earth is that wife of mine???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I email all the way from here and where is she ... surfing and sleeping and feeding my little bloke ...
hey sweet cheeks are you awake yet????? Need you to do something in the mothering area .
A2. Hi!!!! Thinking of you. And praying for your safe return.
Hi faa <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
many thanks for that. If you see AW yaking - what else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
could you do me a favour & ask her to jump over here or to Idiotville and I'll get her to log into my net.
Hope all is well with you
I'm half way through a bottle of Vodha so I'm feeling ok ..well not feeling muxch ways <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hey! A2 how are you?? Oh my gosh how exciting to see you posting!!
Hi FF
I'm on a mandatory rest up right now ... good black market though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
how you doin sweetie? Hows the family?
Aussie - Hello. Many prayers to you and your mates. AW was just here talking about you!!!!! I can't believe you are here.
Welllll where are you? Honey? Are you in? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
G'day believer
how are you youngster? Hope you doing ok and things are well on track for you.
Dark here but not bad, not too cold yet - how in Gods name you folk live with snow all the time is beyond me. hate the stuff.
Vodha's warming me up though ..oops cuse now where is her ladyship ? Crikey does she write books or what? I think shes explained every move Mike man has done since I left!
Hey hes sitting up now... what a little bewdy hey?
oh shes popped up on the monitor now ..now wheres пересылать on this damn thing .ah there
Hi sweetheart
now dont go panic we are all on a rest for a few days thats all.
hows Mike & my girl going tonoight? What about the other two? all ok?
Can you jump over to the net for a few need you to do something love while I remember. R's wife has a new baby like us and no family htere. Hes just been riffed for here so had to leave with 6 hrs notice. She's just a kid so if you could take her under your wing untl she decides whats she is going to do - may go back to family in the east not sure...anyway details on the net -phone etc.
I better stop hijackin this thread ..see ya on the net <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
YAY!!!!!!! You're back!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There is no highjacking this thread - it is multitasking. Stop by anytime.....
So glad you are back for a bit. Forced R&R will be good for you. Keep telling yourself that while you're climbing the walls.
It just started raining here a few hours ago. It had been getting well into the 70s every day, very springlike.
AW, I had to smile a big, cheesy smile when I saw the above. Yet another weird similarity, AJ calls me sweet cheeks, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Mom, was the poor little baby alive when it was born?
Aussie!! How very exciting to hear from you! We're just trying to keep your wife entertained and distracted while you're gone, so that when you get home she'll still have some hair left on her head. And it won't all be white. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
No, Neak, the baby was not alive when he was born. He had a cord accident also, but a critical, acute event where the bag slipped through the cervical opening with the cord inside it, so that he died suddenly from the pressure of his own body on his oxygen line.This was not a chronic, weeks'-long thing like Dillon's, so he was pretty much the appropriate size for a baby of his gestational age. Not that he was any less dead for being the "right" size. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes I get tired of OB, you know?
2 hrs. till sundown. I just got up, and when it's Sabbath I'm going back to bed for the night. I'm so tired after sleeping so little all week. Y'all have fun without me. And Aussie, you be careful, you hear? Otherwise, by next December, we'll ALL have nearly-bald, snowy-white heads from helping your wife worry about you!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sometimes I get tired of OB, you know?
{{t&l}} God bless you for the work you do.
Pretty exciting day here. Our soldier in Afganistan talking to his wife in Australia, witnessed by us in California.
{{t&l}} God bless you for the work you do.
Thanks, FF. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Today is a down day, sort of. Fatigue never brings out my "sunny" side, anyway, and even if I'd been able to sleep without the monster chases the past few days (which I haven't! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />), this is still the first week in ages I've worked the whole 72 hrs. I think I must be getting soft! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Pretty exciting day here. Our soldier in Afganistan talking to his wife in Australia, witnessed by us in California.
It's a small world, after all;
It's a small world, after all;
It's a small world, after all;
It's a small, small world.
It's a world of laughter, a world of.............
Did you notice AW hasn't been online here today? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> How odd. Hm-m-m-m-m-m. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> What could
possibly be more important than her MB friends?
Oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
A couple more photos from the trip. Boy, does it take a long time to load them when you've got dial-up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Virgin Lava Flow OK, that was the tastiest drink. Be sure you have one if you're in Hawaii, and happen to like pineapple, coconut, and strawberry. If you
must befoul it with liquor, I can't stop you, but it tasted great with just the fruit flavors in it. Trust me. And I wasn't even the driver!
You are the wind beneath my, um, muu-muu No snarky remarks from the juvenile set about all I ate on my trip, please. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> There was a very brisk sea breeze on that dinner cruise, and the fact that I'd just finished eating has nothing to do with the size of the outfit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Although when I sewed it, I DID make it with plenty of room...just in case! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's so nice that Aussie and AW got to communicate today. I know it will really cheer her up.
T&L - I have pictures of my trip to Tehuantepec, if I can ever figure out how to post them, I will. I'm very technically challenged. Usually I just get one of my sons to do it.
You can add them into Yahoo photos by just following the directions (I can do instructions step by step if you have trouble). Once that is done, you just post the link here. (Again, I can help with that if you want.)
In Hawaii, as in many other cultures, the more rotund the woman, the more valuable.
"Mom! You look like a million bucks!"
morning & evening to everyone!!
happy smiley face <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> is here
Aussie & I were on the net for ages, until he got a bit incoherent for 'some' reason : <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
He is 'out country' somewhere just resting up & sleeping and drinking a lot from what I can make out.
Thats ok though.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
its so good to know he's safe!!!
Talk about ESP..I was thinking about him just an hour before he emailed looking for me!!
Kept everything light and happy how much we all miss him, updated whats going on with family, DS sailing 'adventure' coming up...my invitation to have morning tea & lunch while DS is climbing the mainsails .oooohh I hate heights.
DD & jonnie, and Mikey of course!
Promised I would get a photo of Mikey for him with Santa so I'll go to Carousel centre today and get one.
Brought up things he's missing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Aussie said he may drop in today some time depends on 'things' - things being exactly what I dont know but probably drinking,sleeping or communications I suppose.
Told me he met our PM a few days ago and ..fell asleep hehehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
now , how are you all? A peaceful Friday night? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW, you must be flying high after "talking" to your man. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Made my day too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I've been smiling all day, I'm so happy for you.
My Friday night got really peaceful just a little bit ago when the kids went to bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Usually I just get one of my sons to do it.
The mother's secret. I see you know it too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You can add them into Yahoo photos by just following the directions (I can do instructions step by step if you have trouble). Once that is done, you just post the link here. (Again, I can help with that if you want.)
She's the one who taught ME how to perform those very tasks...and you know how
good I've become at it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
In Hawaii, as in many other cultures, the more rotund the woman, the more valuable.
Yeah, and how come I didn't get to live in one of
those cultures, either?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> And for all they say about fat women being more beautiful and desireable, you'll notice in the pictures below that it's still not what they trot out for
tourist consumption, is it?
Find the Fat Hula Dancer Good Thing They Didn't Slip Girls, I don't actually think it's necessary, nor that you'd worry too much about the frightful possibility, but just so you know without a doubt, let me assure you that your dad was
not one of the tourists up there dancing the hula with the performers.
Don't you feel better now? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
"Mom! You look like a million bucks!"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I didn't catch that little piece of impertinence until the 2nd read-through. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Hm-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-mph. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, Neaksis, you've got to give your sister credit--she's an equal opportunity offender, mocking, to everybody, about her obese mother and fungus-infested sister! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Somebody's gonna get some coal her stocking this Christmas, I'm afraid. Maybe she can use it for fuel in Montana, if she gets enough...as is looking more and more likely. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
happy smiley face <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> is here
We're all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> with you, too, AW, except for that one part where you made us all turn beet red and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />. I was never so surprised at anything as I was when I logged on and saw his post looking for you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Glad you had a nice day. We'll see you when you return to earth orbit, OK? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I got busted sitting up at the computer at 1AM when your dad got up to pee. He probably thinks I've got some secret, sneaky thing going now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, although I tried to explain that since I was in bed by 5:45PM, my sleeping pill ran out at 12:30, so I took a Soma and was just waiting for it to kick in for the rest of the night. I have GOT to get a new blood pressure medicine. I can't stand all this wakeful restlessnes. However, I can feel myself getting drowsy, and it's cold, so that's a good combo to take back under the covers and try to snooze until morning.
By the way, whatever happened to that CSue, anyway? Is she trying to have a life without us? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Happy Thanksgiving to CSue, SS, cc46, AD, to regulars like AW, Believer, FF, Gell, and to all the other lurkers, and random posters on this thread. Did I miss anybody? I'm drugged and may not have thought of everybody. Quit pouting Neak and Neaksis. I saw you in person. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You teach me daily - good things, T&L, by example.
You can crack jokes if you want, but I mean it. (grin) I see courage, grit, kindness, and love. It warms my heart.
You're very kind to say so, and in the process, to give me an answer to something that's been troubling me a lot lately. I never could figure out where that little trail of sand was coming from, although I left one behind me wherever I went. And at night when I lay down, the sheets always felt so rough, and, well,
gritty. But now I understand... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, you
said I could crack a joke, and luckily for me, there was one handy just begging to be cracked. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Hope your family's Thanksgiving was great, too.
t&l
I'm back!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
We don't have Thanksgiving here, but since I thank God everyday, thank you all foryour Thanksgiving wishes.
Spent two beautiful days touring the beaches! Couldn't have asked for better weather. Perfect. My sister and I visited our brother, sil and niece who is very cute.We visited a couple of museums and did some shopping.
Today an aunt died. She was 85 and has been slowly dying for several months.
Next week I'm travelling for work.
Life goes on, it's busy. it's good. I'm thankful.
I can see you all had great holidays. And Aussie dropping in was the icing on the cake!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
hi cc, t&l & neak, neaksis, AJ, and ff & B & sorry if I forgot anyyone!!!
Glad you had a great Thanksgiving of one kind or another.
Morning all. Yikes, it rained here last night. How did that happen? I didn't hear anything about it. But I'm happy because now I don't have to water everything today. Saturday mornings I always do housework, and watering.
AW - Tell us more about Aussie. How is he doing? And how is the new mom whose husband left?
B, you got rain? We didn't get any! {pouting}
Yep FF, rain. It fell during the night - just like I like it. It is sunny again now, but everything got watered.
You doing your housework this morning?
Hi B
well S is ok but she is a bit stunned and very very angry. Its not that she did not realise he would go in the near future but they way they did it. Makes my blood boil it really does.
She is just 21, new H, new baby, new home, just moved from the east to set up house.
They were swimming in their pool at around 11.00pm at night, baby just got to sleep, so they had a few moments all to themselves. I think we can all remember how you grab those times especially on a nice warm summer night.
So his mobile rings, he doesn't ans it, the house phone rings. ditto ..mobile again so hes worried the baby will wake..he ans the phone and finds out he's flying out in 6 hours!!!
So she has just a few hours to say goodbye, get her head around being alone in a strange city with a new baby, knows no one.. I could really give the Army a few well chosen words but whats the use!!! She actually told a newspaper reporter so shes not the Army's fav spouse right now ...I think we'll get along well!! lol
So DD & I will be close contact. have her over a few nights for tea, introduce her to the younger wives, take her through the family support groups and services.
Poor little kid had a good long cry told her Aussie would look after her H if anyone can. She may end up back east with his or her parents but she is not sure yet.
DD is over there right now in fact talking 'babies' & men
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> with a few of the younger ones. dont think DD will be home now ,,they were drinking some chardy at 10.30pm so I dont think shes driving - she is very good that way no DUI for her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Now Mikeys photo with Santa ...he's a chubby fella now..stopped losing weight which is good..
Mikey with Santa Not sure what Mikey thought of Santa..he was not too impressed and did not like mum letting go of him at all ...lol he's so big its unbelievable <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, that Mikey is so unbelievably cute!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Thanks for making my day.
B, I did some housework yesterday and more on the agenda today. I think I may try to clear off the mantle to prepare for Christmas decorations. Don't feel like going down to the basement to dig out the stuff. That can wait for WH to come home to do. I got a good does of what my life will soon be like this weekend. It was mainly just yDS and I all weekend. Even the dog looks lonely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW - Mikey is a little darlin. The only pictures I have with my kids and Santa, they were crying. Same with my pictures of them on a pony - crying.
B
I thought he was going to as well...he didn't like Santa much at all!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, with those eyes and nose that boy could be one of MY kids, LOL
I keep going back and looking at the pic. Did you send it to Jelly?
oops fell asleep. Putting little Lisa to bed & Mikey is wearing me down! lol
nope will have to send it to Jelly
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
she likes photos of 'her' kids lol
love all
going to bed
Wonder when she's gonna tell us the story - T&L that is.
t&l where are you & that story? sleeping off the late nights again? how you keep doing the night shift is beyond me but I guess yur body gets used to it .........eventually
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Now I forgot to let you know how AUSSIE is didn’t I.
He says he was very tired and was only just getting some rest. He was clean for the first time in 2 weeks or more.
Long periods of boredom he says especially in the mountains but not bad when they can move. Said it was wild rugged place really reminds him of our outback up North a fair bit, dry dusty, but cold & getting colder.
Told me sand & dust got into everything, food, clothes, hair, eyes etc, ate it, shat it – ewwww yuck – lots of cholera, malaria & other bugs around everywhere. It’s a bit of pot luck he says knowing what you may get if you are not careful.
Emailed a lot of things in general about what was going on here, said he wished he was home with me & Mikey and the kids for Christmas but maybe next year.
Not bad where they are now though – wherever ‘that’ is.
Plenty of booze on the black market <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> clean digs, clean clothes, showers with warm water, Cuban cigars <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />, most everything to keep soldiers entertained. Yes including ..ah…horizontal entertainment . is the way he put it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Said he shudders thinking of what the silly young & not so young buggers might catch – ‘dear mum don’t worry abut the wood I’m bringing home a load’ was his description! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Well he’d better not! We made some very bad jokes & he slowly started to type really really bad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
so I told him to stop drinking, go to sleep and email, phone if possible the next day or at least before he had to go out again and to take care as a little boy really needs his dad and I needed him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I got ‘k’ and that was it.
So he's ok
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now Mikeys photo with Santa ...he's a chubby fella now..stopped losing weight which is good..
Good grief! Where'd he get all that hair? At that age, my kids were all still channeling their inner hard-boiled eggs, and were essentially
bald. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Such a head of hair that boy has, and he's grown just a tad from that first picture where he already looked so humungous! Betcha you're glad you're not giving birth to him
now!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Let's see how much I can get done before somebody puts a call light on. Honestly, the way some of these women treat their call buttons, you'd think they'd been told they were eggs that would hatch if only they'd just keep them warm. Constantly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
In order to catch the flavor of this story, there's something that needs to be said for context. One of the things I like most about this hospital, and one of the major reasons I haven't left to take a traveling job somewhere else, is that a neonatal intensive care unit (NICU) nurse attends every delivery. This isn't true at most places, where L&D nurses are almost always expected to receive babies as well. I have a card which says I'm certified in neonatal resuscitation. Piffle. I spit on my certification. I don't like to do babies. Here, I don't have to do babies. I'm not comfortable doing babies. And furthermore (I may <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> have mentioned this before), I DON'T LIKE TO DO BABIES!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Until the moment the baby is out, and the cord is cut, what happens to both of them is my responsibility...but when that cord is cut, the baby is no longer my problem. And this is as it should be, like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, the geese migrating south for the winter, the swallows returning to San Juan Capistrano in the spring--well, you get the idea. No babies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
So the other night I had a patient who was here to be induced after an ultrasound indicated poor fetal growth, not enough amniotic fluid, and possibility of the cord around the neck twice. The physician's choice of induction methods was something called Cervidil, which is a small flat (1-1/2"x5/8") packet of medicine attached to a long string. The insert is placed up behind the cervix, where for 12 hrs. it slowly releases prostaglandins that are to prepare the cervix for induction the next day. It's primarily used for women who need to be induced, but whose cervices are not favorable to the procedure. Usually we put them in at bedtime, give the woman a sleeping pill, and the next morning they're pulled out by the little string and then the induction proceeds.
Every now and again, just for a change of pace, someone will go into labor just with the Cervidil, but that's comparatively rare...which is what the MD told the pt's husband when he asked if the baby would be born that night. "Oh, no, not tonight. Sometime tomorrow afternoon maybe." (Note to physicians: Beware making predictions) By the time the medicine was finally placed (by me, somewhere near a cervix so far back, so closed, and so high I couldn't actually reach it!), it was 10:30 at night. I tried to encourage her to take a sleeping pill, and told her that the L&D department isn't a very quiet place and that she might (haha) have a hard time sleeping if she didn't take something to help her out; but she didn't want it and refused to take it. OK, fine with me--I'm staying up all night, too, but at least I'm getting paid for it!
At 3:00 AM, and right after her next-door neighboor finished delivering at the top of her very fine set of lungs, hubby came out to tell me she'd changed her mind and would take the sleeper after all. By now it's kind of late for a sleeper, but since her med went in late, and isn't due to come out for hours, I decided to let her take it anyway, because she can sleep in in the morning. (Double haha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) 45 minutes later, he was out there again, saying that she's having a lot of pain now and wants some medicine. So I checked her, and found that she was 6cm, the head was low and the bag bulging. So I started an IV and gave her the usual dose of pain med that the MD ordered, which promptly put her to sleep. She was asleep every single time I checked her for the next hour, dull as dull could be, until I went in and found her pushing in her sleep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Checked her again, and thumped right into the baby's head. I told the other nurses to call the MD for delivery immediately, because although he was sleeping in the Kaiser sleep room just across the street, he moves rather slowly. It took only a few minutes to get everything ready for delivery, by which time I could see the head with every contraction, even though she wasn't pushing very well and I certainly wasn't giving her any coaching on how to do better. My NICU nurse was a young man, 22 years old, and 1-1/2 years out of nursing school. I would've preferred a fellow fossil, but he was doing deliveries that night and I knew they were trying to train the new ones so figured I had to play the hand I'd been dealt.
We were doing nicely in a holding pattern, awaiting the arrival of Dr. Slow, when the water bag popped. Unfortunately, the water bag was the only thing holding the baby back from delivering, so with the water I got a very precipitous appearance of a baby with the cord around the neck only once, but so tight that I had to clamp and cut it before I could deliver the body. When the baby plopped out on the bed, he made a gasp. He had excellent muscle tone, good grimace, and a normal heart rate. These are all good things. What he didn't have was spontaneous respirations, secondary to the mom's pain medicine given an unfortunate 1 hr. before delivery. I handed him off immediately to my NICU nurse just in time to see the placenta deliver in a flood of blood, as it turns out the patient was abrupting. So I had my hands full dealing with the mother right then, and the baby was (I supposed) safely in the care of the nurse who had responsibility for him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I've got to go and check on a patient. I'll be back in a few minutes, unless something weird comes up.
t&l
What he didn't have was spontaneous respirations, secondary to the mom's pain medicine given an unfortunate 1 hr. before delivery.
Well, how was I supposed to know? I can guess. Estimate. Predict. Extrapolate. But it's not like I actually have a crystal ball! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And when a baby isn't breathing, all the other excellent things, such as muscle tone, grimace, heart rate, and color, quickly go by the board.
The antidote, if you will, to this problem is an injection of Narcan which counteracts the narcotics on board and allows respirations to continue...or in this case, to
start. About this time, Dr. Slow walks in, and from where I'm busy with the bloody mama (no swearing, real blood! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />), I can hear the following conversation.
"The baby's not breathing."
"No, he's not breathing, is he? He's looking kind of blue, too. Maybe you'd better give him some oxygen."
RustleRustleRustle from the warmer. No crying. By the baby. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> (me) "The mother had narcotics an hour ago. The baby needs some Narcan."
More rustling as the baby is externally stimulated, but no bagging, which is what it needed, along with the Narcan.
"He's still not breathing."
"No he's not. And he's getting awfully purple" (What is with these two, anyway? It's not a sunset, for Pete's sake, where you compare esthetic notes!)
Louder, this time. A little more force. Some deeper, um,
sincerity. "The mother had narcotics an hour ago. The baby needs Narcan."
"What?"
"T-H-E B-A-B-Y N-E-E-D-S
N-A-R-C-A-N!!"
I expected to have him ventilate the baby while someone was called from NICU to bring the necessary medicine. It's what
should have happened. Instead, right about this time, I heard a little flurry of noise, and looked up to see the NICU nurse disappear out the door, leaving the MD standing at the warmer next to a non-breathing infant with a useless stream of oxygen coming out of the mask carefully placed next to his non-functioning nostrils, and a gentle waftig of the curtains the only sign that anybody else had been there! "Hey, you come back here. Where do you think you're going?" I called, but nobody was there. I hurried to the door and looked down the hall. There in the distance was his retreating back (he was 22 and could run
fast!) as he headed full-speed towards the NICU to get the Narcan he hadn't brought, in his pocket, to the delivery. I yelled for one of the nurses at the desk to call the NICU charge nurse and get somebody in there immediately, and turned back to the warmer and a baby who was now flaccid and of an extremely-unattractive hue...and how come he was MY responsibility, anyway?
So I grabbed the ambu bag and started puffing away like a jogger on methamphetamines, while the Dr. stood beside me watching, and said, "Well, I haven't intubated anybody for years, but I suppose I could try." And I said, "puffpuffpuffpuffpuff He doesn't need intubation. He needs Narcan puffpuffpuffpuffpuff." And I yelled again out the door to see why nobody from NICU was coming back to take over. I could see that even though the baby wasn't breathing on his own, he was pinking up with the resuscitation, so I knew his blood was circulating and confirmed it by palpating his heart (and palpitating my own!). About this time the NICU nurse came back, bringing the Narcan and a can-do attitude. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> When he took over, I went storming down the hall looking for the charge nurse to see what in blazes had happened to her all this time.
I met her coming down the hallway at an amble, and she must've been able to tell by my face ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) I wasn't happy, because she said defensively, "I had 2 babies that needed to eat."
And I snapped back at her, "Oh, yeah? Well, I had one baby
that needed to breathe!!!!!!!"
Anyway, baby was fine after the Narcan, and I can tell you one young man who will
never come to a delivery again without a vial of it in his pocket! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sorry it got sort of brief there at the end, but I got a real, live patient who takes precedence over reminiscing about previous ones. In retrospect, the sight of that kid's retreating back as he hoofed it down the hall to get the medication--and away from his post of duty--was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. And the rest of the L&D nurses and I spent the rest of the night laughing about it, especially the sight of me standing at the door to the room and calling futilely, "Wait. Come back." They all saw it, since he ran by them and nobody could understand why he was leaving, and in such a hurry, too. However, all the laughing came AFTER the baby was fine. During the crisis, my main thought was, "What the (*&(^&$%$^(* am I doing bagging this kid? I DON'T DO BABIES!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Let me say again...I'm too old for this much excitement. I need a dull, but high-paying job! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I need a dull, but high-paying job!
Everyone..t&l is running for the Senate ...lol
just not sure which one...ours or hers ..... pretty much the same job decription though ........ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Are there particular reasons that you do not want to work on babies t&l?
My FIL did midwifery in his medical practise and enjoyed it immensely but he also did not like working on small babies post birth unless he had to.
yet once he was back in his surgery he did the lot no problem.
As aussies says... 'he never made a cracker out of it' but loved the work.
I suspect it was a sort of guilt driven originally..after 3 wars he felt he should bring life into the world not take it.
I do wish that he had lived to see our children. it might have allowed Aussie to have some peace in this area of his life. But we have what we have not what we wish.
Everyone..t&l is running for the Senate ...lol
If I wanted to prostitute myself, surely there are easier, cheaper, and quicker ways to do it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Hope there are no actual politicians reading these threads! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Are there particular reasons that you do not want to work on babies t&l?
Don't do it often enough. Too much can go wrong. Don't feel "good" at it. It is outside of my comfort zone, which, at the age of 57, I'm not particularly interested in expanding. I don't mind doing bottle feedings in the nursery. Love to do breastfeeding teaching. I just like working with mamas, and babies (as long as they're inside said mamas). Having said that, I'm not all that interested in the mamas after delivery either, which is why I don't work post-partum unless forced to do so. Stitches, hemorrhoids, bleeding, and pain pills. Not my cup of tea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm apparently becoming pickier the older I get, unfortunately.
But we have what we have not what we wish.
Ain't
that the truth?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Have a nice day, AW, and everybody else who will be awake while I (hopehopehopehope) sleep. HP is going to SoCal to spend a week with his mother. Nobody to wake me up or tell me what to do. How will I ever cope? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I'll force myself, that's what I'll do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Not me T&l it is ngiht over here ...we are on the same 'wake' time .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Of course I have great problems sleeping most nights ....getting a 5 yr old to bed when her big play friend - DD is awake and studying is a forgotten skill -- well I think I had it before or did I simply let them stay up or threaten them with dad ..........."wait till I tell our dad' weekly phone call?
But anyway the little girl is sound asleep, Mikey is too, he seems to have adopted Lisa as a new hug bear <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think she is missing her mom & dad & brother. Very clingy of course and when mom rings she just hops up & down like ants in her pants.
Well, I finally got the two money lists - mine and hers - dealt with, too. And asked her the necessary questions about discrepancies and categories. I'm not going to break any furniture this time, and some chocolate should soothe the trauma a bit.
One of the nurses just gave me a huuuuuuuuuuge box of chocolates, and in the nick of time.
After I visit the little girl's room I'll be back to cheer myself up.
T&L -
Give me a good L&D nurse anytime, and you can forget the doctor. With my second son, the doc was going out for dinner - all dressed up in a suit after they induced me. I told the nurse to let him know that I felt like I needed to take a dump - felt like a 10 pound bowling ball descending.
They were pushing me down the hall toward the delivery room, and my son was being born when the doc showed up still in his suit. I can't blame him for being slow since the whole thing was only 20 minutes, start to finish.
Hope all the men are gone for the day, maybe TMI.
All I can say about the doctor was he was present. I felt like paying the nurse the delivery fee.
Ok. Whew! Well, Christmas came early this year. AJ gave me a byootiful winter coat for my present, which I very much needed. (That would be why my Christmas came in November.) It was so sweet, and I am just delighted with it, and also that he was thinking of me this year.
To make it even better, last night he sent me a couple of ecards. (The kids 'helped' him pick them out while I sat right next to him at the computer - sound asleep.) I will try and link one of them to here, because it was so pretty, and very touching.
My Special Ecard Now, don't we all feel better?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> We can only hope! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Adversity builds character. Or so I've heard. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I felt like paying the nurse the delivery fee.
I hear that every now and again, but as a system, it would never work. If nurses were reimbursed for the deliveries we do, no doctor would ever believe that we didn't call him too late on purpose, and deliver his patient ourselves, just for the extra money. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
how you keep doing the night shift is beyond me but I guess yur body gets used to it .........eventually
Having done it (almost exclusively) since 1969 certainly helps! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I used to do babies all the time. In fact, at the hospital where I trained in OB, I had mama and baby both after delivery, which is not at all in line with the standard of care today. But that was a long time ago, and I've been spoiled over the last 15 years by the system at my hospital.
One delivery that I had back then--must be close to 25 years now--was very similar to yesterday's in many ways. She'd had Demerol and the baby was born with respiratory depression. However, the MD (a general practitioner who did only a few deliveries per year) was an idiot, which yesterday's doctor was not (just very, um, methodical). I never liked deliveries with him, because even though I was brand new at this I still always had the unsettling feeling that during deliveries, I was the skilled one in the room. That is NOT a good vibe for a nurse! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Anyway, he delivers the baby, which is not breathing. It's limp, pale, blue...you know, the regular I'm-doing-my-very-best-to-die stuff. And instead of handing the baby to me, he holds it in his hands, with its arms and legs dangling and flopping on either side, and says as he jiggles it gently up and down, "Come on, little baby, breathe for Doctor. Breathe for Doctor, now. Come on, little baby." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I nearly had a stroke. Inside I was jumping up and down, screaming, "Give me Little Baby, you dumb nincompoop, and I'll make him breathe for Nurse!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> That one turned out OK, too, after I CALMLY <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> went over and got the baby and brought it back to the warmer to work on. But I don't like to do that any more. I'd rather take a labor patient and guide her gently through the turbulent waters around the shoals and reefs of labor, into the safe harbor of delivery. So to speak. That's what interests me. Not infant resuscitation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am turning into the thread Eeyore. This is about the only place I can come and say in a gloomy voice, "Well, today was an improvement. At least the sky didn't fall in."
This really has been a long day. First this morning I had a really bad return to midst-of-A feelings, then a (former, though he doesn't know it) friend stopped by for his mail, we'll call him Gangle. I'm sure later I will give in to the temptation to complain about him at length, excuse me,
vent, but the short version is that he now has 'associations' with Garg, is trying to cover it, but I can tell. So seeing him is almost as bad as seeing her, but he doesn't know that I know. (We pretty much ignore him and don't even think about him except for once in a while when he gets his mail, an arrangement that will end in the next week or two.) So I figured that as long as I was upset, I might as well take care of the money stuff, hopefully close to the last.
(Believer, you make a great case about adultery money, but even with the new stuff I didn't know about, the personal portion is down under $500. For that, it's worth it to remove the risk of a lawsuit. She would sue, I am convinced, even if he only owed a dime.)
As long as I am com- venting about this, let me share the first paragraph from the email I sent her. I was very proud of it.
There are just a couple of things about the list you sent us. First of all, while you referred to the list as "monies provided to or purchases made on behalf of the corporation", I am not certain that is correct. I understood several of these items to be a personal loan and unrelated to [the corporation]. If you would prefer that all of this was considered corporate debt, and would like to request repayment from the corporation for items I would consider personal, let me know and I'll see what I can do.
LOL! In other words, if you want to lose that money along with the rest, feel free - I don't mind a bit!
So far this evening is going better than the rest of the day, but if things get to be too much, I'll make a cuppa hot chocolate, put on my new coat, and sit their sipping and stroking the faux fur rim on the hood. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Ahhhhhh.
Thanks for bearing with me. One way or the other, we're almost to the end of this. December or January....
Whose sipping is it??? And why do you have to sit it down??? Will it stay while you stroke the faux fur on your coat???
Tc-c-c-c-ch. English teachers' granddaughters!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It almost sounds like these anonymous "their"s are going to be the ones doing the stroking of the faux fur on the coat. Just what is your sister planning for this evening, anyway? Do you need a chaperone, Neak? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure Neaksis could take time from her busy schedule of harrassed motherhood to come over to your house and sit in shocked, stiff disapproval of whatever it is you're describing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> How sad that I'm stuck here at work with a bunch of leaky women going nowhere fast, or I'd come and disapprove of you myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What's the matter? Haven't either of you ever sat their sipping??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Why, it almost sounds as if you are mocking me!
A little more English teacher humor: the bulletin yesterday, when it announced Neaksis' presentation for the evening, said, "Learning How To Recognize and Prevent Child Abuse by Neaksis Clam."
What a difference a comma can make. Or a couple of letters. Double <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
what an E card neak!! romantic and loving AND a coat!! wonder who's on cloud nine Mmmmmmmmmm? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
neak your smile is visible from space!!
[ I'd settle for a scruffy piece of paper with pencil scratchings <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ...hey I do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> ]
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
But I like pencil scratchings and scruffy paper, too.
Got another email from Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I can read this sorta <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Here I am having grand weather and little work and plenty of good grub and eating any Gods amount of it. I think I have eaten more in this fortnight than I have eaten in the last six months. I eat enough for two men at meals still I always feel ‘ungry’ I am getting an appetite like a horse.
We had some type of bird for dinner the other night – don’t ask don’t tell - and of course we drank each others health quite a number of times until each bloke thought he was the bloody champion of the world then one of my mates suggested going over and having a ‘discussion’ with the Poms over the Rugby loss to Wales - of course that was heralded as a noble idea and as the Poms were feeling a bit lively themselves from sampling the bottles we liberated for them too much - things went pretty lively for the next half hour. Minus all rank & insignia of course. You couldn’t see anything for blood and snots flying about until MP’s came along and threatened to log all as disorderly and that officers should know better [What a [censored] !! I reckon he was so tight that he wouldn't shout if a shark bit him] that we were guests in the country & how generous it was for them to let us use their base yadda yadda yadda
Typical RAW bloke he couldn't find his [censored] with both hands - even if his fingers were flashlights! I swear love he had a head on him like a sucked mango he was so life sucking serious.
We – the Poms & us - ended up arm in arm singing something or the other back to digs ..all in all a good night. Good blokes those Poms.
We all had trophies of the night. Someone bunged one of my eyes right up and by the look of my beak I think someone must have jumped on it in a mistake when I was on the floor but as they say alls well that ends well so I suppose it must be for both my eyes and my nose are all right now so there you go.
Discipline and morale is very good the blokes are all ok nothing serious at all except for the Left but he’ll be back soon. Just tired.
Got a briefing tomorrow so I may even shave some, well I’ll wash anyway …. Those wusses reckon we blokes smell. Can’t smell anything.
The over paid jumbo jet driver intel bloke reckons its just a standard mission but I told him don't piss on my back and tell me it's rainin mate!
Snow again, hate friggin snow.
edited the more rude bits <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> What a complete larrikan I have. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
edited the more rude bits <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
What a complete larrikan I have. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Did you ever notice how vastly the definition of "good time" varies, from males to females? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Try and imagine Aussie's scenario, this time with it being all women doing the drinking, fighting, tromping, bleeding, etc...and then all of them going singing arm-in-arm back to their quarters when it was done, and saying, "Nice women, those Poms!"
Ha. We'd still be pulling hair out
weeks down the line. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
I'd still be gouging their eyes out! LOL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> In a totally friendly manner of course! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
However I wouldn't be surprised if it was more a case of deciding to replay the rugby match inside .... that sort of fits the thing they would do. They would call it 'good fun'.
probably letting out the stress the lot of them .... it wouldn't look good to cry like a sensible civilised person would - a woman that is!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Reading between the lines I think they are all very keyed up. All we can do is sit at home and pray for them. ...to break a leg, both legs, in camp....oooops did I type that???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Bad AW.
it wouldn't look good to cry like a sensible civilised person would - a woman that is!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Actually, crying might have a certain intimidation factor for the Taliban. "You know, those Australian soldiers cry like women, but they still fight like maniacs. We'd better not
ever make them MAD!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, girls, another day of worrying shot down the tubes. I called the house lady and she said she was still "working on it" and I should call her tomorrow. I'm sick to my stomach again--when I eat or when I'm hungry. Doesn't matter. Just sick. So I've put off my response to the county for another day, since I don't know what to tell them. I was driving up to get the mail, worrying and fretting and queasy, when the song Like a River Glorious came on the radio, and when I sang the words, "We must trust Him fully, All for us to do; They that trust Him wholly, Find Him wholly true," my eyes and throat filled with tears and I couldn't go on. It sure is a lot easier to "trust" when everything's going well, isn't it?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak, if you are inclined to do so, and have the chance, you can tell about the trouble we're having right now. I don't care; I just don't have the time to do it myself. If they do decide to lend us the money, though, you'll need to drive your GP and me over to Sacramento as soon as it's ready. Hopefully I can sleep on the way over and the way back, since I'm working till Friday and could really use the money by Wednesday if it's coming at all.
t&l
P.S. As long as it's started raining, I hope your water conservation program is in effect. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Sorry about that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
I was thinking about the house stuff over the weekend, and wondering how it was going.
Though I don't know what will happen, I do pray for the best for all of you. I am so sorry about the continued stress. Having been through some myself, I realize how it affects one's health, ability to smile, and sleep. Little stuff like that - that makes one wish for better days.
Though I can't do much, and often I don't even know the right things to say, I care. Wish I could help more.
I kind of sit here, and no more words come, so I think I'll go home from work.
You can always just break out in a smile just because. I understand it's good for your face.
SS
neak & T&L
is this still the septics that are causing you a lot of stress?
I wondered if the local county is being difficult on the issue.
Are they restricting what you can do? sounds typical of that type of issue....
I know that I have put in 2 extra soak wells to extend the life of a current system until I decided what I would do.
AND Aussie made me dig it all by hand as well!! said it was good for me to help him ..yeah sure was ..he saved #200 getting someone in to use a backhoe shovel. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
glad we are on the scheme here
That bad Neak abandoned home and hearth last night to take the kids and go over to spend the night in the motel where AJ was staying after work. She probably just wanted a chance at some unlimited water usage! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So she was useless as a storyteller last night, wasn't she? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I've got to get to bed so I can get up early and get the verdict on the money. Maybe later. This crappy septic <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> failed within the first week of their moving into the house when it was brand new. Was it 2 years ago? I forget. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And it's been an ongoing problem ever since. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Nice day, everybody. Have one, I mean. I've already got the bad one, so you all ought to be in the clear! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey you'all!
Thought I would stop by and let you know that I think I'm almost through with wallowing! I haven't even read here in weeks, because I was afraid I would post!!
I'm about to pull my head out however!!!
See you soon!
Thought I would stop by and let you know that I think I'm almost through with wallowing! I haven't even read here in weeks, because I was afraid I would post!!
I'm about to pull my head out however!!!
See you soon!
Was worried about you -
Hope things are better, and continuing to improve.
Hi T&L (SS waves)
Hi Everyone (Waves even more.)
Neak, you are sounding better, but It looks like you still have bad days. Here's to better ones.
I hope everyone has a nice day today - sans stress, and bad vibes. Well, I really do hope - even if it's not too likely.
T&L, do you celebrate when HP is gone, or miss him, or are you neutral?
SS
Mom,
Don't forget to cover the hole in the roof with shingles. I forgot about that aspect of the plan.
Hole?
Was this from a shark attack?
Or what?
SS
We're too far from the water for sharks. It was a meteor.
Hello, everybody, I'm back!
Welcome back !!!
You are well?
What an ordeal. The Mustang needed brakes so I would finally have a car to drive even when AJ is at work. My brother put on the front ones, but I didn't have a C-clamp big enough for him to do the back ones. He was not firing on all cylinders by that hour of the night/morning, or he probably would have told me how bad the rotors were and I could have been forewarned.
But no.
I took it into the shop yesterday morning, arriving about 9:30 am, thinking they could throw those old pads on in a jiffy. Well, the rotors were ruined, I knew one caliper was bad but it turned out the other caliper being ruined is what was making that terrible grinding noise any time the car was in motion, and when they took the tires off I saw nothing but metal in a ring around the inside of each front tire. It's a wonder they hadn't both blown out at once already. Then as I was getting ready to leave, they said, oh by the way, your battery is bad, too.
That I also suspected, since I have had to jump start in the driveway several times lately when I didn't think the kids had left anything on. Even with these blows, blessings followed me around all day long.
During the many long hours we waited at the brake shop, I took the kids on a nice long walk to Taco Bell for lunch. At one corner, we met one of my friends driving by. She lives 40 minutes away, had long since dropped her kids off at school, and 'just happened' to be getting a car rental right at that moment while the insurance company paid to have her regular van fixed, having delayed at least a month from her accident. She has a very disabled baby, so you can imagine what her stress level is all the time, and it was just good that we had a while to talk to each other.
Back at the brake shop, they let me make payment arrangements for the chokingly large bill, and at the tire shop they not only agreed to hold the check for 2 weeks, but found 2 barely used tires in my size so I got both tires for about the price of one new one. Next we stopped by the cemetery on our way to the bank, I stalled the car upon leaving, and the battery died. The kind gentleman right behind me gave me a charge, my third of the day, and I was rolling again.
Needless to say I did not turn my car off at the bank, opting instead to go through the drive-through, before heading straight to Wal-Mart.
By this time the sun was going down, so I tried to hurry so I would still have a bit of daylight in which to complete my installation. Well, there wasn't much when I got back out there, but the streetlight was bright enough to see the top of the battery, anyway.
That is just about when it started to rain. I had to take off my coat, too, because I didn't want to get grease or battery acid on it. I can wear a different sweater, dry off, warm up, even grow new fingertips, but there is only one Coat.
It was painstaking work, but I finally got the cables off the posts. The battery wouldn't come out. I pulled and tugged to no avail. After much groping (the peanut gallery would be correct that I have had enough practice, so now they don't have to say it) I found only one little bolt, seemingly in the wrong place to do anything to the battery, since it was off to the side, pointed straight down, and not touching the battery in any way, but there was nothing else so I started trying to loosen it.
After about 20 minutes I went on the 1/4 mile jaunt to the front of the store to use the pay phone. AJ answered, thankfull, which he is normally not able to do while he is on duty at that location, and confirmed that it was the right bolt.
So I tried some more.
It still wasn't working, and the cheap little adjustable crescent kept adjusting when it wasn't supposed to, so after another eternity I went in and got a wrench set (women would sell them individually <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) and a flashlight.
Once I had the flashlight it only took a few minutes to see that neither wrench would budge the bolt even a smidge further, and found myself faced with a choice. I could either go and buy a set of socket wrenches to see if they would work, or ask how much to have someone just install the stupid thing for me. I figured they would only charge $5-10 to install it, and the sockets were $16.
So I asked.
And I saw the sign.
Battery Installation - No Charge
There's a bright side to everything. Not only did I finally get the battery installed, without additional cost, but I now have a superb sermon illustration on the futility of trying to earn our salvation when we can get grace for free.
And so we left Wal-Mart a little after 7:30 pm. For any of you who have trouble counting time, that is around 14 hours of dragging the children from one repair place to the next, and waiting. Wow. But at the end of it, I had a functional vehicle so there was no reason not to continue on to the motel.
The only problem we had there was it was so late I had to go straight there without going home to pack, so we had no clean clothes. HOWEVER...I had listened to the quiet little voice that told me to send AJ's stuff with him early that morning, so he at least had clean undies, pajamas, and a toothbrush for us all to share. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Plus I had forgotten to unpack the suitcase from the car after his last stay, so I ended up with enough of his clothes to at least have dry pajamas for me, since I was the wettest, and I had AJ's long johns so he wouldn't be cold today.
In one fell swoop, fixing the car cost more than burying the baby, if that gives you any idea.
So even though in some ways it was a really bad day, I got to see God's providence working all the way through.
And the best thing about that long day is.......it's now YESTERDAY!!!
Oh, hi SS! I didn't see until I was done with the above, but it will probably answer your question and then some. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> The short answer is yes, I am well.
Uh, oh. Just got word from the bank, and they are not going to increase the loan. Mom, before we completely panic and try to move me to Montana in December, let's at least look at a couple of other loan places who sent some promotional material.
Moving to northern Montana in the middle of winter can be done, but ONLY AS A LAST RESORT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deep breaths, please. It will come out fine in the end.
PS One of the loan places claims to lower interest rates and loan up to 100% of the value of the house.
When it rains....the t&l bulletin board.
The plans are ready.
Mr. Septic says you can drop off a check at your convenience.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just thought I would do a drive by posting and wave hello to Neak and Thunder.....I don't think I ever posted in this thread....way to "cerbebral" for me...I am a simpleton ya know.
Take care both of you.
Lem
*waving with both arms*
Hi Lem, you are too too funny. Cerebral! Serious, maybe at times, but then we lapse into discussing athlete's foot.
Maybe I shouldn't have brought that up again.
Hope all it going well for you.
Neak
....way to "cerbebral" for me...I am a simpleton ya know.
You have
GOT to be kidding! The only way this thread could be too cerebral for
you is if the cerebrum in question were completely empty. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Was that a compliment or an insult? I read it three times and I'm still not sure.
Lots of famous visitors here lately - Aussie, Lemonman......
....way to "cerbebral" for me...I am a simpleton ya know.
You have
GOT to be kidding! The only way this thread could be too cerebral for
you is if the cerebrum in question were completely empty. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ya know..........I have been accused of this very "fact" (empty cerebral matter) before....suprised? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lem <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
And if it was an insult, was it directed at me? *pout*
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Good. We're looking forward to "seeing" you again. Been wondering what happened to you!
t&l
P.S. If you've been wallowing all this time, be sure to shower first! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I must be losing my powers of communication. Let's try to warm up the old lips again here...."Muhmuhmuhmuh. Lalalalalala. Br-r-r-r-r-r-r-r. Ag-g-g-gh."
OK, one more time. C-O-M-P-L-I-M-E-N-T. It was a compliment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I was saying that it was impossible for this thread to be too cerebral for the cerebrum of a physician of Lemonman's caliber, whose skull is obviously packed full to the brim, and actually overflowing even, with inoformation and knowledge and life experience. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Me? Insult Lemonman? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Now I know you're kidding! Aside from my pathological admiration for the man, I have no death wish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> (That was a compliment, too, in case anybody's confused! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
t&l
But LM has a hard time actually saying what he means sometimes - see quote from other thread
Quote:
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After my WH left me for a woman 20 years younger, I was devastated. But you know what? He did me a favor.
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Believer:
Yes, he certainly did...he did the "world" a favor in releasing you to do the good you have done.
Your Cheating, scum sucking, low down, bottom feeding, lying, pathetic, desperate STBX is actually a hero...... and he doesn't even know it (clueless moron).
Lem
P.S. Sorry for the tourettic lace of your STBX...I sometimes can't help it....I am weak, I admit it
T&L, do you celebrate when HP is gone, or miss him, or are you neutral?
Probably neutral. I'm working all the days that he's gone, so I'm asleep during the day, and I wouldn't have been here in the evening anyway...so I can't really say anything's different one way or the other.
This septic thing overshadows everything else anyway. It wouldn't matter to me if
Tom Selleck wanted to live here this week! I'm going to go and pray for awhile, so will get off the computer, and not tell the whole story, but in a nutshell, here's where we're at right now: The county says they'll evict 6 people in December (between 4 and 90 years of age) unless we pump the septic every week (at $300 plus a pop) until the septic is repaired. The failure was absolutely not our fault. That's already been determined. It is either the fault of the designer or the builder, or both. Until responsibility has been assigned, we can't sue anybody, at which time we would get back everything it has cost us so far (around $30,000 or more), plus the price of the new septic system (around $50,000).
The Catch-22 here is that they can't determine responsibility until they dig up the existing drainfield, and they can't dig up the existing drainfied until the new septic is in place and functioning, and the new septic system can't be in place until we pay somebody $50,000, and we can't get $50,000 until we get reimbursed from our lawsuit, and we can't start our law suit until we have somebody to sue, and we can't sue until we know who's responsible, and we can't find out who's responsible until...you see how it is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It just goes in a circle around and around and around, and we're caught in the middle without having done anything wrong, while all the people saying, "You have to pump or move," or "Sorry, can't help you with a loan," go home to their nice warm houses and their running water and just don't care. If we default on the loan, which is almost my next option, my dad loses all his money that was put into the house, plus we can't sue and, as Neak said, "The people who did this to us, skate." Plus 6 people are homeless, and what am I supposed to do with them, anyway? Can't make a down payment on a new house, because everything will have been lost in that one. I don't know what to do.
t&l
T&L - Don't you have a TV reporter that does investigative reporting? I would call them. It all just seems so unfair.
Believer:Yes, he certainly did...he did the "world" a favor in releasing you to do the good you have done.
Your Cheating, scum sucking, low down, bottom feeding, lying, pathetic, desperate STBX is actually a hero...... and he doesn't even know it (clueless moron).
Lem
Yeah, that Lemonman. I don't know about you, but as far as I'm concerned, I think sometimes it's hard to tell what he really means with all that delicate tiptoeing he does around the subject under discussion. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes I wish he'd just
wade right in and let us know how he REALLY feels! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Believer:Yes, he certainly did...he did the "world" a favor in releasing you to do the good you have done.
Your Cheating, scum sucking, low down, bottom feeding, lying, pathetic, desperate STBX is actually a hero...... and he doesn't even know it (clueless moron).
Lem
Yeah, that Lemonman. I don't know, about you, but as far as I'm concerned, I think sometimes it's hard to tell what he really means with all that delicate tiptoeing he does around the subject under discussion. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes I wish he'd just
wade right in and let us know how he REALLY feels! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I told y'all that I sometimes can't control my posts. I try and try....but I can't hold back on pressing the "submit" button.
I think I must have a form of "tourettes" on this message board, and damn, before I even know it, I have laced into and dressed down a Wayward......I would go back and delete it, but then it seems so disengenous, and people even wonder more what I wrote..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I already admitted that I have an impulse control disorder (DSM-IV code 765.4)...what else do y'all want? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It must be my form of "alien" behavior....It wasn't me who actually did that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Lem
I already admitted that I have an impulse control disorder (DSM-IV code 765.4)...what else do y'all want? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Wow, you even coded it for us! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Billing is another department, though!
Leaving for work. Won't
I be a cheery asset to the shift tonight!? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I suppose it beats sitting home and brooding, though.
t&l
There are two feasible options, short of defaulting on the loan.
1) Neaksis and her children move back in with Ma and Pa Clam, and we move back to our old home, currently belonging to Neaksis. (Technically, I suppose US moving back in with Ma and Pa Clam could be considered an option, but it would be lower on the list than death and dismemberment.)
2) We could sell Neaksis' house, front what was needed from the equity to finance the septic repair and the unscheduled moving, and buy the house in Montana (price just raised to $5,000, if you can believe that - anybody from California would think I'd had wacky tabacky). Having to go right now would be something less than unmitigated bliss, but could be done.
Plus, I have a call in to a company that specializes in financing modulars. So we are not out of options yet.
BTW, just in case anybody thought I mistyped, that was 5K, as in five followed by three zeroes. Montana is cheap everywhere, but as Neaksis likes to tell people, "[This town] used to belong to North Dakota, but they didn't want it so they gave it to Montana."
True, every word of it.
Neak - Was the house just bought? In California there is a disclosure law. If the old owner, or realtor knew there was a problem, they would be liable.
We were the ones who put the house on the lot. The engineer drew up septic plans, the county approved them, and the builder built them. The builder DID do a very substandard job, and up till this point had gotten all the blame, but now that the 'experts' are saying that this property never should have been approved for that kind of septic, it also falls back on the engineer.
Morally, the county is also at fault, but our attorney says they have a great deal of leeway so it is tough to go after them in the first place, and that since they are our best witness against the other two parties, that it would be best not to make them mad.
Very sensible.
It just doesn't seem FAIR!
I know I got taken once on a house I bought. It was an FHA approved house, with appraisal and all. When I moved in, the roof leaked. When I called up a roofer, he said that the slope on the roof was not right for the new shingles that had been put on. It was supposed to be a gravel roof.
I thought that FHA was supposed to be sure the house was right. WRONG! I ended up having to pay $6,000. for a new roof.
Grrrrrr! I know how mad you must have been.
Tell me more about the house in Montana. I might want to move there some day. I went through Missoula once, and loved the place. Of course, the cold would be hard. It's in the 50's here at night, and I'm freezing.
OT, if there is such a thing here, I was remembering earlier something AJ told me a week or two ago. He said that one of the things he loves about me is that even if someone is unkind (to my face), that I don't at all say anything back in retaliation.
He said he thought it made people feel even worse that way, than if I got angry back so they could feel justified.
He sounded as if he was talking from experience. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> So chin up, any of you with WS, it is worthwhile to be consistently calm to them even if they don't deserve it. It will be one of the few things they notice, and they will feel BAAAAAAD.
Neak - Did you see my question about Montana?
The house is up in the northeast corner of Montana. Over the last year, a number of houses with only minor fixing needed have sold for $1-3,000. The last little bit they have had a boom, and some of the more expensive homes now go for $20,000+, but there are still a few supercheap ones left.
The one we will be looking at over Christmas was $3,500, though they just raised it to 5. It needs windows and some other small repairs. Best of all, it comes completely furnished and much of it is antique. (Neaksis has demanded that we bring her lots of pictures. She is an antique fiend.)
The cold would be hard, but being a homebody I don't think I'd mind too much being snowed in for a month or two at a time. As long as I could still write, it would be wonderful!
AJ wants to have a nice little commune, with Neaksis and Mom both living (in their own houses, of course), as neighbors.
Oh, did I mention it has 10 acres?
Whenever you want to find out more about what's available let me know and I'll put you in touch with my IL's. They keep a close eye on the real estate there.
I'm just a little slow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Would ALL of you like to come to MT with us? PLEEEEZ??????? *batting eyelashes*
Yeah, I was gonna ask that one also....but I didn't want to seem rude.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lem
They are boarded up and need to be replaced.
Bwaaaahaaahaaaaaa!!!!!!!! I know what you were thinking!
Neak - Sounds interesting. I'm getting close to retiring and might move some weird place. Actually I'm thinking of doing some volunteer work half of the year anyway.
I live just north of San Diego. The house prices here are unreal. The very cheapest you can buy is about $400,000. That would be a 40 year old, 2 bedroom, 1 bath, 900 sq.ft. home in an area where there are gangs and drive-by shootings.
One nice thing about some of these homes is you could buy them now, pay just a few dollars in property taxes, and have them waiting for you when you are ready.
Imagine - owning a house outright! In CA, that is only for the very rich and the very old, lol.
I live just north of San Diego. The house prices here are unreal. The very cheapest you can buy is about $400,000. That would be a 40 year old, 2 bedroom, 1 bath, 900 sq.ft. home in an area where there are gangs and drive-by shootings.
OK, I have to ask this of you Believer....how does the "average Joe and Jane" buy even this crappy house for $400,000?
$400,000 is alot of coin, and unless you make $125,000/year, how could one even get a mortgage for that?
I always see the beautful houses in California that look like Tuscan Villas with the barrel tiled roofs, the tiles throughout, the arch ways and the like? What do those "puppies" cost? If a gang banger, dump in the hood costs 4 bills, what about the tuscan villas?
I am afraid, that even I would be priced out of the market in SD. I'd be in the bidding war to get a 3 bedroom ghetto home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lem
Don't know why I clicked on the last page of this thread...I haven't before...
I grew up in San Diego...then moved to Eastern Montana...got married and moved more west.
I am wondering where the land/property is that cheap in eastern Montana? Do you dare say on here? There are definately some places that you will get what you pay for! And it ain't much! But, it depends on what you're looking for. Ain't too many Wal-marts in them places! Or malls. Or McDonalds. But if it's peace and quiet, now you're talking.
Just curious...as I lived "over there".
LM -
The answer is the average person here can't buy a house. There are many people with money coming from out of state, and around the world for that matter, that CAN afford a home here.
People and families double up. I live in a mobile home, and don't own the land. My sons live across the street in one. They are each worth around $200,000. It only costs about $60,000. to buy a new one, but there is nowhere to put one.
We are in an unusual area though. We have LA to the north, Mexico to the south, the ocean to the west, and the desert to the east. There is no where to build.
In the nice areas here, an average no frills 3 bedroom, 2 bath home costs around $800,000. The really nice ones that you are talking about are millions.
The really nice ones that you are talking about are millions.
But dang, aren't those homes beautiful.....I love them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lem <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, it's the land of milk and honey here. We live 3 blocks from the ocean and both my sons go surfing everyday after work, and it is almost December.
Hi M&L, this is really a multipurpose thread. Some of us, myself included, get very good recovery advice here, but in between we talk and tell stories.
I am probably one of the least anonymous people here, starting with when my mom, thndrnlitning, posted a picture of my book cover on here. (I didn't mind.) ...And finishing a couple of weeks ago when I posted the link to my baby's tribute page at the funeral home. (Thank you again to those of you who wrote; I still go back in every couple of days and reread what you wrote.)
ANYHOO! The town is Westby, MT. About 20 miles away in Plentywood, are all the Wal Marts and hospitals your heart could desire. Well, enough anyway. It even has churches.
Westby has a few houses and one restaurant that is perpetually for sale.
So glad you dropped in!
I live in a mobile home, and don't own the land. My sons live across the street in one. They are each worth around $200,000.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The whole thing is ridiculous--that's what it is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak - You are gonna have us all moving to Montana.
Yeah, I was gonna ask that one also....but I didn't want to seem rude.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lem
It's really this giant, windowless, wooden box just sitting on the ground. That's why it's so cheap. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You are gonna have us all moving to Montana.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Never heard of Westby...guess I better get my map out!
I do know where Plentywood is. But I'm surprised there are Wal-marts anywhere out there! I guess I'm remembering it all from the old days...and it's been a long time! LOL Getting old.
Little ol' Montana is growing up!
AJ wants to have a nice little commune, with Neaksis and Mom both living (in their own houses, of course), as neighbors.
Why on earth would he want us "living" when between the 2 of us we're worth at least $750,000
dead?!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And if I could manage to die in an accident, you could add another couple hundred thousand to that, too! Of course, if Neaksis died, with that money you'd inherit all her kids, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So SHE'S probably safe. However, I'm not sure I'm going on any long walks along canyon rims with any of you anytime soon, dearie! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Checked out the weather there.
Mostly cloudy with a 40 percent chance of snow. Lows zero to 5 above. Light and variable winds...Becoming north around 10 mph late.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Kind of makes you want to put on fuzzy slippers and drink hot chocolate, doesn't it?
I grew up in the tropics. Those weather conditions sound, um, sub-optimal (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />!) to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Living, shmivving. This is getting to be an unconscionable amount of English teacher humor at my expense!
I don't know - last night it got down to 38 degrees here. I woke up at 3:30 AM and turned on the heater. Course I don't have a warm body next to me at night.
Oh, I also forgot to put that the house is 4 bedroom 2 bath, two stories, and I forget how many square feet, but I think it's about 2,400.
Wow. Are there any jobs there?
At the restaurant. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh, I also forgot to put that the house is 4 bedroom 2 bath, two stories, and I forget how many square feet, but I think it's about 2,400.
I'll call U-Haul. You start packing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Wow. Are there any jobs there?
For those prices, if you sold a CA house and moved up there, it hardly seems like you'd have to work at all. Grow a garden. Minimal expenses. You could live off the profit from your home sale for a long, long time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OK, Neak, you sold
me. Now all you have to do is convince your dad and his arthritic knees that those winter temperatures are a good idea, and something to be desired! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Good luck. I'll be here, well out of firing range, cheering you on!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> You can COUNT on it!
t&l
No I could make it fine on my retirement. But there's got to be a catch.
Speaking of Hawaii, here are a couple more pictures. I actually thought I posted these earlier but couldn't find where, so if there's duplication, chalk it up to age and encroaching senility. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
No Fat Hula Dancers in THIS Group For all the Hawaiian culture is supposed to value fleshy women, you'll notice that they're not trotting the fat ones out for the
tourists!!
Eating My Way Across Oahu As you can see, by this time, I was so stuffed I could no longer hold myself up without leaning on something. It was lovely, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
No I could make it fine on my retirement. But there's got to be a catch.
There is. It's MONTANA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I've got icicles forming on my nose just thinking about it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
1) Neaksis and her children move back in with Ma and Pa Clam, and we move back to our old home, currently belonging to Neaksis. (Technically, I suppose US moving back in with Ma and Pa Clam could be considered an option, but it would be lower on the list than death and dismemberment.)
Two points here, Neakie darling:
1) I find it interesting that you're perfectly willing to offer your sister up to a fate that you consider worse for yourself than death or dismemberment! After listening to your sister squeeing like a stuck pig on the phone, I perceive this little bit of hypocrisy hasn't escaped
her notice, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> No offense, Neaksis, it was a very cute stuck pig!! Really.
(2) You'd better explain that it's not living with Ma Clam again that makes death or dismemberment a more desireable option for you than moving home temporarily. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And furthermore, you'd better
mean it when you say it, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
They have a lot of wheat farming related jobs, and another interesting possibility would be to purchase several homes for short term rental. Apparently there are a lot of hunters who go to that area and pay as much as $500 a week for a furnished house.
In a place where you can live decently for $1,000/month, it wouldn't take too many rentals to have enough for the entire year.
I'm thinking of opening a pie shop. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My, I missed a lot during my last post.
Of COURSE you are not the death/dismemberment deterrent.
I still would not choose to live in the same house with you unless there was some necessity, but only because even after 9+ years I still feel really weird doing those <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> things in 'your' house. If necessity arrived for us to live in the same house as just you, except for that one little detail it would be a nonstop round of hilarity.
Life with Dad would not.
PS My IL's can live frugally on $5-700/mo.
So are we all turning green yet?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I still would not choose to live in the same house with you unless there was some necessity, but only because even after 9+ years I still feel really weird doing those <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> things in 'your' house.
And yet somehow, if push came to shove, I'm betting that you would (eventually, no doubt, after prolonged, agonized hesitation! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) be able to force yourself to overcome your <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />, and carry on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And on. And on. And on. And on.
Here are 2 Hawaii pictures I DIDN'T post before:
Soy Barbecues at the Food Fair I froze several of them and brought them back on the plane to Neak and Neaksis. Also the recipe so they can now make them for themselves. Oh, and for me, too. Incidentally! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hawaiian Fauna As good as those soy barbecues were, I still found that tray of them to bear an unfortunate resemblance to this friendly little Hawaiian creature I'd caught earlier on the trip. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LEMONMAN---------
If you're still peeking in here, I have been meaning to tell you that I think the whole alien/fog thing on here is a lot like the Santa story.
It's funny and makes you smile, it's an easy way to explain something that is a bit mysterious, but nobody really believes it. Oops, not quite nobody. There are a few who buy into a 'literal Santa', but for most it's just a story.
I know I sure felt better when I heard it; it gave me a way to laugh at what wasn't funny, and to let things slide off my back without taking them personally.
*airily* "It's not my DH saying those hateful things - it's just some stupid old alien that looks oddly like him."
Of course I didn't believe that literally, and I don't t-h-i-n-k most of the people here do either, though I would not blame you for being suspicious of a few of them, lol.
Just had to get that off my chest. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
OMG neak...are you telling me Santa ISN"T real???????
As B says ..... Bwaaaahaaahaaaaaa!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak how are you travelling girl? Are YOU well? what about AJ & the kids? and of course mom!
Ok I have the answer to the lot.
You WON'T have to move to Montana and the snowdrifts.. nope I have it solved. You can live in a commune type thing no probs or just around the corner from the family so they can drop in ANY time, tell you what you are doing wrong, let you know how to do things, and give you unsolicited opinions, doesn't that sound GREAT! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
All you have to do is move ..oh about 10,000 km to Western Australia..... mild weather, friendly wildlife in the backyard [see photos], beaches, mild winters, sun, surf, swimming, AND you can buy a nice 4bed 2 bath home for about $300,000 BUT your $US is worth about $2 AUD so thats only $150,000. OR you can move to the bush & get a big home for half that again Seee? solved
6 foot roo <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
LM could be right about the Alien thing you know...I was pretty way out there and said some really wierd things ...ok ok a lot wierder than I do now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Because I know you always wondered about my reference to drop bears ...here is the info from a expert....
Drop Bears: Terror of the Australian Bush
The Western Blue or Common Drop bear is quite well known in the deep southwest of Western Australia and I have been fortunate enough on several occasions to witness their movements and study their habits first-hand.
On a recent trip to the Nannup hills, not far from the once-flourishing ghost town of Ellis Creek I encountered two young male Dropbears and was able to take life drawings of these magnificent and misunderstood native marsupials.
They are only dangerous if you go under he trees or they are hungry. Otherwise perfectly safe. I've often compared them to the misunderstood whitepointer.
I have attached the afore-mentioned sketch and a colour rendering of one of the males dropping from his tree for your edification and enjoyment.
Drop bear sketchdb photo survivortree nestThe Drop Bear is described as an arboreal, (tree dwelling) carnivorous mammal of Australia, Phascolarctus Hodgsonii, growing to around 6 feet in height. This description is not far wrong. Believed to have evolved from a similar line to koalas, Drop Bears vary from 3 to 6 feet in height, but are extremely strong. They are covered in a dense fur, which can range from almost black to the Alpine Drop Bear's snowy white coat. They have broad shoulders and razor sharp claws on all four limbs. They are able to walk for short distances on two legs, but are much faster on all four, being capable of bursts of speed approaching 60 km/h at full gallop. Their heads are similar to those of koalas, but with enlarged canine teeth, not unlike those of Polar bears or other carnivorous animals. There are few reported photographs of them, and only a select and very lucky few have laid eyes on them and lived to tell the tale.
There are several war-time incidents in northern Australia, the dead shattered bodies of 12 Japanese POW’s who attempted to escape in Western Australia in WW2, the disappearance of a group of cross-country skiers in the Victorian Alps, and the deaths of a number of hikers, canoeists, 4WDrivers, campers, sunbathers and swimmers throughout the country.
Drop Bears are not cuddly and friendly, like their cousin the koala. They are vicious, calculating, cold-blooded killers. Their usual method of attack is to select animals which stray from their group, including humans, dropping down onto them from above. They then proceed to wrap themselves around the body of their prey, squeezing them to death, often crushing the rib cage and breaking the neck. Occasionally when hunting, and when threatened, the Bears will drop down in front of, and then challenge their prey, snarling and flashing their sharp claws and teeth, before ripping their prey to shreds with their powerful arms and legs. Of all the ways to die in the bush, this would have to be the most horrible. Arms and Legs are torn from the body, along with huge slabs of flesh, which are greedily consumed while the victim still lives. If seen, Drop Bears should NOT be approached, as they are easily agitated and likely to attack. Vehicles are known to have been attacked, and being in one is no defense. An adult Drop Bear is able to easily break windows and enter vehicles to extrude would-be meals.
Sub-species
The Common Drop Bear is found in wooded areas all over the Australian continent, including Tasmania, and is thought to in fact venture as far north as Papua New Guinea and Indonesia. It lives in trees, dropping down to feed on kangaroos, wombats, and anything else that walks beneath it.
The Burrowing Drop Bear is slightly smaller in stature than the common variety, though just as ferocious. It is known to inhabit the drier arid regions of the country, including the deserts of central Australia. It is also fairly common amongst wooded areas, and burrows have been found everywhere from beaches to desert plains. The burrows vary in size according to the individual animal, but the entry hole may be considerably smaller than the actual living space. Holes 30cm in diameter have been known to house Drop Bears 5 feet tall. The animal's extraordinary contorting ability means it is able to crawl through extremely small spaces in search of wombats and rabbits.
The Alpine Drop Bear grows a special winter coat of almost pure white for camouflage in snowy areas. They have been spotted at lower elevations when the food supply is short, but unlike Common and Burrowing varieties, are able to hibernate for sustained periods. They live in larger burrows than Burrowing Drop Bears, being less able to contort through small openings. During the summer months, they remain in their mountain environment, shedding their white coats and adopting darker furs for camouflage in the lightly treed and grassy plains of the high country.
The Aquatic Drop Bear, as its name suggests, feeds in and around bodies of water. Lakes, rivers, dams and the Australian coastal waters are home to this variety of Drop Bear. With webbed feet and an water-resistant coat similar to a seal, they are ideally suited to marine life, though still retain the unmistakable Drop Bear physique of four legs, broad shoulders and sharp claws and teeth. Aquatic Drop Bears have attacked canoeists, rafters, fisherman on the bank and in boats, sunbathers and swimmers. Cases such as these are often falsely reported by the media as crocodile or shark attacks, in an effort to avoid the mass hysteria which would almost definitely result from an admission that we have a Drop Bear problem.
Regards, Dr Rick ‘Rusty’ Sella
Now there you are,, hope you now know what you need to know about these creatures ...... remember …………….DROP Bears, cute but deadly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Hmmmm. Freezing cold or drop bears. AW - I just googled drop bear, and it says you can smear vegemite all over your body and it will repel them.
Hmmmm. Freezing cold or drop bears. AW - I just googled drop bear, and it says you can smear vegemite all over your body and it will repel them.
Doesn't vegemite repel almost anybody? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Actually, I shouldn't make fun. A similar product in the US is what I use to make the veggie gravy brown and give it a rich taste. My mom used to make a sandwich with vegex and butter. I'll try one every now and again. My kids are all, oddly enough, repelled by it! And by me, whenever they see me make Grandma's sandwhich! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
All right, AW, that kangaroo picture was just plain nasty. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Neak, you need to send it to Flard, with those technosavvy skills of yours. I'm sure Mr. Snake Lover will find it fascinating. Is that how Sport tied the kangaroo down? Somehow all these years, I've just had a different mental image! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l,
Gee, I had forgotten how "funny" (haha) you all are! And I really have missed all the emoticons!! I think we need to devise a way to have them floating above our heads, so we can guage others moods from a distance!!!
This thread cracks me up! Comedy Central!
And it's even better with the international flair! Aussie, you're a scream!! Plus it's fun to hear about other parts of the country.
SS, waving Hi! to you! Sorry to worry you. I've almost showered as t&l suggested after my extended time of wallowing - I'll be refreshed and back soon!! I told Q to give you more detail by e-mail if you're interested.
Unlike t&l, I'm not brave enough to air it all out here! She's way more brave than me!
You know there is one trouble smearing your whole body with vegemite ...
Aussie likes it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm well lets not throw the idea out YET! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I only saw one foot and the tail of that six foot roo.
Oh, and an Australian commune sounds like great fun!
Hi there....first time poster here I think.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I thought this might be a good place to post my "cosmetics" question.
Due to all the stress and crying I have aged like 5 years in my face in the last 2 weeks! A lot of wrinkles here....I've never been much into all the right products, but now I think it is time to get on the ball. What do you girls <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> use out there? I just use nivea Q10plus....is there maybe something better?
Thank you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Daisy
I always wanted to live on a commune - but a real one. In my college days we all lived in a huge house, about 15 of us. But it seemed like a few people did all of the work, and the others were just freeloaders.
Years ago my sister was going to move to Oregon and live on a commune with the Bagwan (sp???). They had a huge commune there. Everyone had a job - cooking, minding kids, tending the cows, gardening, cleaning. They did well for awhile, but then had all kinds of legal problems, and it was disbanded.
I think they do well with communal living in Israel.
The big difference in our commune, is that the houses would have to be out of sight of each other, creating the illusion of privacy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
{{{{{{{{{White Daisy}}}}}}}}}}} Where better than here to ask about skin creams? First, I am so sorry you're sad. I have read only a little here lately, besides on this thread, so I'm not familiar wirh your sitch, but I'll go look.
I just went to check what my face cream is, but it looks like someone used the rest and threw away the jar. I remember I got it at Wal Mart for $8.
Time will be an even better friend to you than creams. Your face will eventually go back to normal. In the meantime, I would also suggest cool washcloths and plenty of sleep.
WhiteDaisy -
Sorry you are feeling so down. I promise you things will get better, but it doesn't seem like that at first. The best thing you can do is take great care of you. Are you doing that? Drink lots of water, and be sure to exercise.
I'm sure some of the girly girls will be around to advise you about face cream.
Unlike t&l, I'm not brave enough to air it all out here! She's way more brave than me!
It's nice of you to call my insanity, "bravery." Are you always this tactful? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Can't stay long. I'm wheeling and dealing a bit here on the septic (what an weirdly yucky picture that paints in my mind, but at least I'm not
wallowing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />--not a salubrious environment for it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />, you know?)--and then heading for bed.
I was so tired on the drive home this morning that the only thing keeping me awake was stress. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I still would not choose to live in the same house with you unless there was some necessity, but only because even after 9+ years I still feel really weird doing those <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> things in 'your' house.
You'd better remind AJ of this, then, before he tells me again to come live with you because "there's always room." Where? Out on the back 40 where I can't see or hear anything? I'll have you know you and your squabblings didn't arrive compliments of the Fertility Fairy and a light dusting of pixie dust. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Having said that, I have to admit that in spite of his earlier, younger fetish for risky behavior that courted discovery, I don't think your dad and I would EVER have been inclined to perform any such acts around your grandma and grandpa, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
nsyn and believer...thanks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I think I need to start with drinking pleanty of water....that has always been my problem....just kind of forget <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />.
Still looking for that magic cream I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />. I have no knowledge of these things so I thought I would get edumacated here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />.
Daisy
What do you girls <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> use out there?
Daisy, you should ask CSue. She's just spent the last month or so wallowing in
something (we're afraid to ask just what! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />), and I'm sure the prolonged exposure to this unknown liquid has left her with
dishpan body...which no doubt needs some kind of super, ultra lotion/conditioner.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm the wrong person to ask that question with any degree of seriousness, though, since I'm just getting wrinklier and wrinklier, almost by the minute. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Even ironing doesn't help anymore. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> Neither does being 57, now that I think about it. But surely some of these younger ones knows something about skin care and could give you some good advice. Interesting new job for the multitasking thread! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Believer is right about the water, though. You've been putting it on your skin from the wrong side! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> At least 8-10/8 oz. glasses of water every day. You're mostly water anyway (as are we all--no offense intended), and when you're dehydrated your skin will show it. Lotion on the outside; water on the inside...don't get <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> about which goes where. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
thndrnlitng.....LOL....thanks....I needed the laugh!
Daisy
Someone (forgot who) said (concerning the place in Montana you want to move to):
"Checked out the weather there. Mostly cloudy with a 40 percent chance of snow. Lows zero to 5 above. Light and variable winds...Becoming north around 10 mph late.
And Neak replied, "Kind of makes you want to put on fuzzy slippers and drink hot chocolate, doesn't it?"
And I say: Or hole up and DIE!!!!!!!! Holy Cow! I think I would visit there first and THEN decide if I could really handle it in the winter time. And also, "if it sounds too good to be true, then it probably is" might also be added as a cautionary note <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> something I learned from my own parents, who have a big fat "S" implanted in their foreheads for "Suckers" and "Screw-Me-Next!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I love reading other people's blog, and I came across this blog written by Lucinda, a suburbian mother, who writes really hilarious stories about her children and husband, so to cheer everyone up, go visit her blog and read her past posts. You might see yourself there every once in a while, even if you are not a mother <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
http://www.suburbanturmoil.blogspot.com/
gell,
Thanks! I just read some of the stories....no kids here....yet still funny!
Daisy
This is cruel and unusual, but very very funny.
Ferret Clothing
OK, Neaksis--this is just for you so you won't get up and log on to find that your mother has left you without some early morning entertainment <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />...English teacher jokes!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
An English professor complained to the pet shop proprietor, "The parrot I purchased uses improper language."
"I'm surprised," said the owner. "I've never taught that bird to swear."
"Oh, it isn't that," explained the professor. "But yesterday I heard him split an infinitive."
These are true stories.
Emiko shared a house with an American guy and his dog. Every month, he puts some flea medicine on his dog. One day, when he was putting the medicine, he told Emiko, "This flea medicine is expensive." She was confused and asked him, "Expensive? Didn't you just say it was FREE?"
Emiko went to a sandwich café with her American roommate. A waitress asked what they wanted. Emiko said, "I have a crab sandwich." Her roommate ordered a turkey sandwich. After a few minuets, their orders were ready. They sat at the table and got a bite. After a bite, Emiko showed her sandwich and said, "There is no crab." "What do you mean? You've got ham, bacon, and…," with a big smile on his face, he said to Emiko, "You wanted to eat CRAB. Not a CLUB sandwich."
Student to teacher," Are 'pants' singular or plural?"
Teacher, "They're singular on top and plural on the bottom."
A student, who is studying English as a foreign language, was confused when he saw the words "open here" on a box of laundry soap, so he asks the clerk, "Can't I wait until I get home to open it?"
I'd tell more, but I don't want anybody to watimate (what my Chinese sister used to say when she meant "vomit")! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, one more, but a picture this time.
Not Now, Kid! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
you been peeking is Oz bedrooms young woman?????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hows the team this fine evening... its kinda night where I am about 7 pm or thereabouts. maybe after. Few clouds no snow which is something I like.
but a bit cool 5 Deg now..... that would cool anyones arder well mine for sure <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW is sound asleep after setting up our DD's birthday for tomorrow .... can you believe she is bloody 19 years old!!!
damn wish I was there for her.
My brothers birthday today. I finally got a call through about 3 hrs ago & found out hes broken his collarbone again.
Poor [email]b@stard[/email] second time in a few months ...well I keep telling him not to come home with lipstick on his collar as his lovely wife wouldnt like it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Here's the scenario: On a chain of beautiful deserted islands in the middle of nowhere,
the following people are stranded, each on their own little island:
1. Two Italian men and one Italian woman.
2. Two French men and one French woman.
3. Two German men and one German woman.
4. Two Greek men and one Greek woman.
5. Two English men and one English woman.
6. Two Bulgarian men and one Bulgarian woman.
7. Two Japanese men and one Japanese woman.
8. Two Chinese men and one Chinese woman.
9. Two Irish men and one Irish woman.
10. Two American men and one American woman.
11. One Australian man and two Australian women.
One month later on these absolutely stunning deserted islands in the middle of nowhere, the following things have occurred:
1. One Italian man killed the other for the Italian woman.
2. The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a ménage a trios.
3. The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of alternating visits with the German woman.
4. The two Greek men are sleeping with each other, and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for them.
5. The two English men are still waiting for someone to introduce them to the English woman.
6. The two Bulgarian men took one look at the Bulgarian woman and died swimming to the English Island.
7. The two Japanese men faxed Tokyo and are awaiting instructions.
8. The two Chinese men have set up a pharmacy, liquor store, restaurant, and laundry, and have gotten the woman pregnant in order to supply employees for their stores.
9. The two Irish men divided the island into North and South and set up a distillery.
They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it gets somewhat foggy after a couple of liters of coconut whiskey. However, they're satisfied because the English aren't having any fun.
10. The two American men are contemplating suicide.
The America woman will not shut up and complains relentlessly about her body,
the true nature of feminism,
what the sun is doing to her skin and hair,
how she can do anything they can do,
the necessity of fulfillment,
the equal division of household chores,
how sand and palm trees make her look fat,
how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her nicer than they do,
and how her relationship with her mother is the cause of her problems,
and why didn't they bring a cell phone so they could call 911 and get them all rescued so she can get her nails done and go shopping.
11. The two Australian women have settled into a practical arrangement between themeselves and the Aussie bloke because there's not much they can do about it.
In fact they find the one night on one night off quite useful allowing them to watch their soapies to their hearts content, they both get to nag the bloke for not taking
the rubbish out, not cleaning up after himself, not getting home from the Irish pub at a reasonable hour, and while they are on the subject he's spending too much
time with the Irish and Pommie blokes upsetting the French & that was a real dirty trick setting up one of the Yanks with the Bulgarian woman, that it was NOT funny to
tell the Japanese that WW3 was on and they could raid the Chinese to get free take away for him at 3.00an in the morning and he should be ashamed of himself and while not
expecting him to be a legendary lover it would be nice if he could actually REMEMBER their names as neither of them are 'hey you' and would he damn well STOP drinking that beer & grunting agreement just because the cricket is on telly right now and pretending he was listening!!!!
hey THAT sounds familiar .....I wonder wher that happens? Must be my brothers house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AUSSIE........incorrigible as always.
The part of the American women really sounded familiar, though thankfully I'm not that type, but the Australian part is exactly what AW has been telling us all this time.
Yes I know neak..my BROTHER is so uncouth and and is just not house trained.
He really should listen to his big bro and clean his act up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Of course I am a bit concerned you can identify with the Yank woman in that story .... I bet your mum would be upset though as it would be such a surprise to her <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Aussie - Good to see you safe and posting. More prayers to you and your mates. I loved your joke.
Well, palm trees and sand DO make me look fat, and I'm all in favor of division of household chores. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well yes being a real SNAG myself I also think that chores should be shared.
Absolutely.
I do the mess up, AW does the clean up.
I watch cricket & footy, she vaccums..in another room ... with the door shut.
See..divided!! 50/50 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
G'day B
how you is? Prayers are welcomed thankyou sweets.
Did you know we have we a very kind Australia Post making sure we get and can send letters & packages?
Yep sure have.
See one of the blokes - name withheld due to selective memory - liberated a beeaut AK47, mint condition, lovely work, collecters dream probably a few decades old...so he has been sending it home piece by small piece so when he goes home he can put it together.
Now you need to know whats what with this rifle to put it back together from the level he took it apart ..I mean down to disassembled receiver and the screws.
So week by week when opportunity arose he posted off another screw or two or a plate or whatever....
Then yesterday he received a nice big package from home - from Aust Post - inside was the reassembled rifle and a thankyou note for giving the Customs officer a challenge..Oh & a request for a 101 as he hadn't seen one of those yet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
inside was the reassembled rifle and a thankyou note for giving the Customs officer a challenge..Oh & a request for a 101 as he hadn't seen one of those yet!
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<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> That was funny!!
I just found this photo while cleaning. (Isn't cleaning fun?) This was taken about a year ago at Universal Studios. Mom is in the bottom picture, and the rest of us are in the top one. I love Grandpa the best - he really felt like that ride took undue liberties with his person. Second place would be the Screaming Divas clinging to Neaksis' hand.
The Jurassic Park Ride
must be x army..could have charged the bloke but didn't.
Going to have to go as need to get the boys to sleep - alone!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - need some sleep discip for the field as we are still all a bit tired... pretty common in ops..you can sleep when you get home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Have you heard our marching song .. what a laugh ,,,the WO says its good for morale ..espcially as we go by the Poms because we stole it from them... and sing it in German ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mein Vater War Ein Wandersman
Ich liebe ein-a-wandering zu gehen,
Entlang der Gebirgsschiene
Und während ich gehe, liebe ich zu singen,
Mein Rucksack auf meiner Rückseite.
OH-, kann ich ein-a-wandering gehen
Bis den Tag sterbe ich!
OH-, kann ich immer lachen und singen,
Unter freiem blauem Himmel des Gottes!
The Happy Wanderer
I love to go a-wandering,
Along the mountain track,
And as I go, I love to sing,
My knapsack on my back.
Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die!
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God's clear blue sky!
Love the family photo neak !!
Gotta go..one very annoyed Nurse person is walking around looking for me with pills .... why are they ALL so bossy?
gender orientation I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Time to go awandering ...well not on a mountain track but away from annoyed voice .... wonder if the WO's bar is open still..a nip or two before bed would warm me up.
love to stay & play ..but gotta take my bat & ball & go to bed..eventually.
cheers big ears <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
All right, that was sneaky, Neakie. The "family photo" she posted is actually 2 photos scanned together. In the top one, Neak, GP, Mr. Computer, and Mr. AlmostEyebrows are in the 2nd row from the back. They are all having fun...more or less! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I can't promise GP was thrilled. In the row ahead of them is Neaksis, the Screaming Divas, and the Bellowing Divo. Neaksis is the only one having fun in that row! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I took it from my vantage point on land, as I performed my function as prison guard for the Dervish, who was too short to get on the ride. And plenty mad about it, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> He couldn't understand why stubby scrawniness should render him ineligible to go to see the dinosaurs! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The bottom picture is of Neaksis and me, in the lower left hand corner, on The Mummy Returns roller coaster. And I bought the picture precisely because it was such a dumb picture of me. I really love roller coasters, and wouldn't ordinarily be making such a face on one, but Universal Studios had a very tricky ride. Instead of slowly climbing up, up, up and then zooming down when you reach the crest, in this one you climb into the cars, go into the dark, and immediately (and without any warning whatsoever <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, drop about 500 miles down. It was the sheer unexepectedness of it that got me. And the sheer plunge, too, of course. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Neakbro doesn't like roller coasters at all, nor does his dad. Flard didn't when he was little, although he and I have gone together on the one at Marine World Africa USA in Vallejo, CA, and he seemed to be having a good time...unless the smile on his face in that picture is kinda like a chimp smile, which indicates fear rather than pleasure! The girls and I just think they're all great.
I rode the Stratosphere shoot-you-straight-up-in-the-air ride in Las Vegas a few years back. However, the story I read about the Japanese tourists a week or so ago who were suspended upside down in their seats, 27 feet away from the building, almost 900 feet above the Strip, for 90 minutes after there was a glitch with the ride, has pretty much taken the edge off my adventuring impulses for now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> How much do you think THEIR psychological counselling is going to cost, and how many years will it take? I know from experience those straps don't feel all that substantial when you're hanging from them, even for a minute. But for 1-/12 hours? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> It boggles the mind!
I'm at Sneak's house right now briefly. I have no interent access at home right now. Maybe it's the rain. Unless Neakbro can talk me through fixing it, over the phone, I'm going to be inaccessible until somebody with some technical skills, a new cord, or both, comes to visit. HP is still in SoCal visiting his mom, so I can't even pick on him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Have fun.
t&l
Gotta go..one very annoyed Nurse person is walking around looking for me with pills .... why are they ALL so bossy?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Personally, I have
no idea what you're talking about!
All nurses are shrinking violets. I consider myself to be Exhibit A of this very fact. I'm surprised, after all these months we've spent "together," none of you has noticed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well. Hm-m-m-m-m-mph! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Made the mistake of showing Neaksis my posts while I was sitting with her, and for my pains, got the privilege of having my alledged factual errors corrected. Allegedly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I did not take the picture of the ride with all the kids on it. The one Neak posted is the one that they take and sell to the gullible. I did take some pictures after they got down under the bridge. Maybe I could post one of them some time. The Divas and the Divo were still in hysterics by then, too, only you could see their faces better. Also their mothers' faces more clearly, too, laughing at their frantic children. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I have also been informed that The Mummy Returns ride doesn't drop, but instead shoots up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Really? Sure felt like a drop to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Whichever direction it went, it sure took off in a hurry.
I sit corrected. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. That Neaksis. Neak called and asked if I could bring some sugar from Neaksis' house to Neak's. So I asked Neaksis, "Do you have any sugar?"
"OK," she replied, and kissed me sweetly on the cheek.
I asked again, "Do you have some sugar?" since she hadn't actually answered my question and Neak was waiting on the phone for a reply.
She kissed me again and laughed, at which time the light dawned and I realized, "Ah! Sugar..." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm leaving now to take 1-1/2 cups of kisses to Neak's house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's 0400 and I just got a call from Neak to say that her dad was in a wreck a couple of hours south of here. Why he was driving back tonight, and in the middle of the night, I don't know...but he apparently hydroplaned his truck, which is now expired, and lying on its side in a ditch. Thankfully, HP's only injury appears to be a cut cheek. I've been rousted out of bed by Neaksis, who spent the night here, and won't actually know anything definite, or more, until I'm out on the road where I have cell phone service.
I'd ask "What next?" but I'm afraid to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Life could always be worse. Apparently Mom didn't even recognize the truck, even after having its general direction pointed out to her. She said by appearances, Dad should have been killed, instead of walking away.
Scanner-1; HP-0 Apparently this does not do justice to the marvelous black eye that is now developing.
Mom should be back shortly.
Stand by. I'm trying that link again.
{{t&l}} praise God that HP walked away from the accident.
Amen to that!
The picture works now.
Just heard from them, they are picking up his paycheck. Mom says more pictures will be on the way shortly.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
All I can say is HIS guardian angel must have a dislocated shoulder and a hernia. That truck had "FATALITY" written all over it! And yet he lived to tell me how to drive all the way home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Wow, T&L - sorry to hear about the close call. Thank God he is okay. I don't even want to ask what else can go wrong.
I don't even want to ask what else can go wrong.
Thank you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I appreciate your restraint. And don't anybody else be asking for me, either! I don't need to know. Let's just let it be a secret, OK? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm leaving for Neak's house. Maybe she can figure out how to get the photos out of my phone and into the computer. I'm not even going to try.
t&l
***Sigh***
What else can go wrong????
***Sigh***
What else can go wrong????
Boy, are you going to be in big trouble when Mom finds out what you've done!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You'd better hope she's got too much trouble to chase you down and wreak vengeance. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
That truck had "FATALITY" written all over it! And yet he lived to tell me how to drive all the way home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l....you have to be, you must be...you are---
The funniest person I have ever "met"!
You could make a FORTUNE as a stand-up comedian! I am so glad your family appreciates you...don't hurt Neaksis!
And yet he lived to tell me how to drive all the way home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
For
ONE HUNDRED INTERMINABLE MILES!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> During which time I strenuously, and successfully <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, resisted the temptation to tell him, "Quit telling me how to drive!
I'm not the one who just rolled my truck twice, and totalled the blasted thing." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Instead, I just gently offered, each time he said something, "If you'd prefer to drive the van yourself I'd be glad to pull over and switch places with you."
What did he say to that, you ask? Get ready for a SHOCK!!!!!!! The Tar Baby said nothing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> In response to the offer, I mean. I knew you'd be surprised. Unfortunately he had plenty to say about what I was doing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Glad you find me amusing. Humor is my sword and shield against the distresses of life, and for some odd reason I seem to be wielding my weapons a LOT lately. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis had better be coming to church tomorrow in
camouflage. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
T&L - You are a better woman than I. I would have let him have it.
I couldn't have done it. He was the most pathetic, disreputable looking thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I told him when I got there to retrieve him up that if I hadn't known him I'd never had picked him up to give him a ride!! Muddy everywhere, shirt buttoned all cattywompus, ice-cube cold, black eye and orangutan cheek with a streak of blood running down into his beard, surrounded by a pile of spattered belongings, including the shattered scanner that punched him out when the truck rolled...he just looked like somebody who'd already had about his full quota of trouble for any given single day! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> To cheer him up, I told him his face looked like a mandrill's butt (they're the apes with the multi-colored rear ends--you've probably seen them in a zoo somewhere, sometime), and I complimented him on his black eye because purple is really his color. Tonight his shiner has grown wonderfully, too! He ought to be a real winner by Monday, when he goes back to work <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I also told him I love him and I'm glad he's alive and safe. And now, exhausted by lack of sleep, an excess of good behavior, and the stress of all that self-control, I am going to bed. So there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And furthermore, if he just HAD to trash something, why couldn't it have been my van, which is--well, actually, WAS--in much worse shape than his truck...and quite frankly, could only be improved by a good wreck. But, No-o-o-o-o-o-o. Let's destroy the good one and leave the junker intact! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Ergh.
Just peeking in for a minute and saw this. I'm so sorry that HP wrecked his truck (all the more so, since it WAS a better vehicle than your van!), but so glad that he came through it OK.
Our DS wrecked his 18-wheeler a few years ago, and was very lucky to walk away from it (although he did need hospitalization). In fact, the state trooper was looking for a body when DS walked around from the other side of the wreckage...scared the trooper out of 10 years growth!
DS had a collapsed lung, burns on his back (from landing up against the muffler) and had a big chunk of muscle torn out of his arm right above the elbow, plus his nose and upper lip were almost torn from his face. Luckily, they were able to sew his face back up, and he only has a faint scar across his nose. The lip was sewn back up from the inside of his mouth. After he recovered from the other stuff, he went to a gym and worked out to regain the strength in his arm. A plus is that he now has a charming dimple in his cheek from the drain hole put in during his facial surgery. And, yes, he uses that dimple to his advantage! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We had to drive 10 hours to get to where he was in the hospital. I will never forget my first glimpse of him. Despite the fact that he was NOT in ICU, my first thought was..."My God! He's almost dead!" His face was swollen to what looked like 3X its normal size. Thankfully, I managed to control myself and not fall all to pieces...at least, until I saw what was left of his truck. There was nothing left above the motor, and the cab was completely gone. And, I am so grateful that, for once, he did NOT have his seat belt on! Why? Because the driver's side door was bent in half and the point of the bend was pressed into the back of the driver's seat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Just saw the pic of HP...poor Clam! He is really gonna have one beaut of a shiner! And, it sounds like he wasn't much of a clam while you were driving him home! Maybe you should print him up a "back seat driver's license"! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
OMG dear neaks
can't believe it ........... I just leave for a day or two to get DD birthday going & wave DS off at the quay & HP wrecks his truck!!!
Of course though he looks very sore & sorry right now lets all be thankful hes apparently ok except for a shiner or two!
It comes in three's they say ...you SHOULD be safe for the end of the week anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> T&l do you REALLY have to go to work for a few days? Hmmmmm? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hope all is ok as far as truck insurances etc and that you dont have more worries ... I'm praying real hard right now that its the final bit of strife for you!!
Should have seen my big boy in his uniform, he looked so tall and grown up, standing in front of his platoon. Goodness you should have heard him scream at the men.
He’s so mild and quiet at home.
And that glare he gave them …. My I wish I had that when HE was younger!!
But you should have seen how young some of these riflemen – men that’s a laugh – they were BOYS. 16/17 years … is this what we are sending away now…….our children?
But there is so much pride I see in them. But so young.
We had our sail and it was wonderful …if wet and mildly stormy – but it was full of brothers & sisters & mums & dads of the boys.
I saw many friends, spider was there in his wheel chair, still full of cheer and hope and that never say die SAS crap… said he’ll walk again if it kills him. (Landmine)
Well let us pray he does.
We had the variety club choir which DD helps out every now & then through Uni sing a few songs…some of the choir are victims of the Bali bombing and in wheel chairs. Courage in everyday life!!
They sang peace train, Spirit of life, when you were here and I still call Australia home, So this is Christmas, a few others. Very very good.
I hugged and kissed him over & over until he was embarrassed I think !
But in the end they had to load up the transport ship and sail away from us. Our ship slowly kept pace while in the harbour.
One last look They lined the rails and waved goodbye, the ships in the harbour began sounding their horns and we sang Auld Lang Syne ….
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never meet again?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?
And days of auld lang syne, my dear,
And days of auld lang syne. & so on.
And cheered until the ship disappeared over the horizon. DD & I had smiles plastered to our faces the whole time and I guess the lot of us just kept watching where the ship disappeared long after it went. It was pretty silent on the ship for a little while then spider told us all a joke..pretty poor joke but it helped. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
But he's happy, doing what he wants for now so I suppose I have to be happy for him. And its only for 6 months for now.
We eventually got home with mum & dad in the back with Mikey, sisters turned up and the lot of them bar dad & me started balling their eyes out.... ok is not camp but its not the war .... yet. Lets get it together girls!!
Mikey wondered what in heavens name was going on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW - What a nice picture!
I have a friend who is in the Navy and her husband is a doctor and is gone until next September. He is in Iraq. She is doing scrapbooking. She invites some of the other wives over to her house once a week and they do it together. I'm invited to the next one.
She does an album for each child - she has 3. Then she does themed albums. She is doing one for her husband now that is his military service. It starts out when he was in med school, and goes up to his present deployment.
I was interested because all of my pictures are sitting in boxes, unsorted.
It sounds like you had a nice day. Sad, but nice.
ok ok ok I admit it...... I had a little cry later but it was just a mummy cry for her baby boy , because hes always my baby boy!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
And what exactly is going on with Aussie? Why is he in a place with nurses?
B it was a nice day...even though a bit of rain and gusty winds the sailing was fun..
though I had to put up 2 sails and got completely soaked in the rain & spray ...... looked like a drowned rat! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Even so I got sunburned.
bUt it was fun,, did things I have never done, and didn't get sick either.
I thought I would look at crewing I did so well ..... but hard with Mikey right now...but maybe Aussie & I ?????????? OH YES OF COURSE...no TV for footy or cricket and NO BEER <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Bu thinking about it .....
B
he wont say. I picked that up too!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I THINK it must be a rest area where they get checkups and I know they take tabs to sleep at times. well I hope so.
But loose lips sink ships so I dont ask & he wont tell WHERE he is. Very frustrating because I like to know everything <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes you just have to suck it up.
I've only got a few minutes, so will rush this posting. I don't think the pictures give the full flavor of the damage to this truck. All I know is I didn't recognize it when it was first pointed out to me, and I was driving straight towards it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Angel dislocated shoulder Angel bruise Angel muscle strain Angel hernia t&l
Wow T&L - that is scarey. How is he feeling today?
A very good morning to the lovely crew here.
hey I saw HP's car bang up.... does a good job doesn't he?
Wonder if he'd like to come 4 wd with me & the boys...he can navigate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But seriously I do hope he is ok and does not go running off to do anything else for a few days. Thats my job <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Hey man you should of seen the sky off to the east just then..whole night just lit up far as the eye can see.....some poor baztard is getting pounded bad. Sound just hit too. Glad we are not under that.
Hey neak, t&l & B ever heard the 1812 overture? last night got to hear it as a guest ..the Trans Siberian Army band with a full Artillery Bde providing sound effects..once in a life time event I reckon. Fantasic.
Dawn in another half hour, have my last cigar ..cubans are so good ..gonna have to give that up .. last day to rest then back into it.
Wish I could have been there to have seen my boy. proud damn proud of him. Wish he could do something more useful though ..like fixing roads - this stuff is crap. But each to his own. Hes got to find his own way as I told AW.
One good thing here is they have lots of 60’s music here along with Avril Lavigne – the boys like Knocking on heavens door and the younger ones were surprised when I told them she didn’t write it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
- NOW I feel old - listening too much to mums CD's I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> and Cold Chisel too.... that brings back memories lol
well better get ready for the day & go eat.
catch you up later today gang
Aussie -
Good to hear from you. One more day to rest, and that is good. Stay safe. Your Mikey is a beautiful boy. I hope he grows up to be a doctor, or something besides a soldier. AW has enough worries as it is.
How is the food over there?
YOU GOT TO HEAR THE 1812 OVERTURE??????????????????????????
That would be a resounding yes, I am extremely familiar with that piece of music. I used to 'conduct' the recording over and over and over again. I'm glad you enjoyed it, as hearing it with cannon is truly a once-in-a-lifetime thing.
Today church was, um, interesting. It was my second time back since It happened, and I don't know if I will be up to next week or not. *cringe* I can still see the funny side tho.
Everybody was very nice, of course, and it was my first time seeing the wife of our lay pastor/MC since her mother died a week or two before Dillon. We consoled each other to tears. It is a small group, and people were not shy or awkward about coming to say they were thinking of us and praying for us.
By the end of the service I was starting to get just a tad twitchy, and as I rose to my feet a dear brother named Jim walked toward me wearing his Understanding Face. I braced myself for more condolences.
"Hey there, Pregnant Girl, how are you doing?" Small frozen pause as he looked at me and I gaped. "You don't look pregnant....."
Then it was his turn to gape. He is an excellent public speaker, and did not hesitate or stammer, but did talk quite a bit faster than usual. "I'm so sorry to hear that, I know it must be so hard for you, I've been working a lot and have been out of the loop, so no one's told me, I'm so sorry," and SHOOP he was gone. Probably looking for a shovel to go bury himself.
I still can't help but laugh about it. He must have felt so much worse than I did. Poor Jim, I can see him from now on, scuttling the other way whenever he sees a pregnant woman, or someone who might be pregnant.
Neaksis says that's even worse than asking someone about their pregnancy when it turns out they're just plain fat.
A2, be werry werry careful.
(To the Dervish, everything is 'werry werry'. He will advance on me with a hairbrush and say, "Ok, Mama, be werry werry brave." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />)
Ok, a question about my upcoming NC4Me letter. Mom & Neaksis were unsure about this portion of it.
They agreed that I should resist all urges to try and um, enlighten her, and I know that even though it would be so so much fun to spread around a big load of truth, but nicely and without any namecalling, but it's starting to sound fun again so I'll quit talking about it.
But back in May during one of the few times I spoke to her, she asked how many people knew about the A. I got as far as telling her about the employees, and the discussion stalled there because she was so shocked, then I had to go. Now she has the false impression that only those few people know about it, when it was really many more at the time, and even more now.
It would make her really mad to find this out, so of course that makes it tempting. Plus that I wouldn't want to leave her with any false impressions. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I am an honest person, you know.
Is this knowledge likely to make her mad but begin opening her eyes to her sleaziness and helping her to perhaps focus her attentions elsewhere, or just to give me some cheap satisfaction until she burns my house down? (I am only kidding.) If there's a chance that sharing this with her will improve anything in the long run, I will do it. If you don't think so, I shall resist, no matter how difficult.
hey I saw HP's car bang up.... does a good job doesn't he? Wonder if he'd like to come 4 wd with me & the boys...he can navigate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Yes, he does do a bang-up job of his driving doesn't he? He's a Viet Nam veteran, non-combat medic who worked in the 93rd Evac Hospital critical care unit outside Saigon; MS was a combat non-combatant field medic at the same time and was treated after he was shot up by the unit where HP worked, so that HP would've taken care of MS before I ever knew him. How odd that would've been. The'd both probably enjoy bouncing around on some bulked-up, over-testosteroned, growling piece of machinery. I'm not sure about the navigator part, though.
Take care of yourself and your men. Do you have any who would like to receive letters from kiddies, perhaps? And a present now and again? We've got 6 kids who would really enjoy writing letters to some soldiers...and surely you can find
some soldiers who might be amused by the Dervish, the Duelling Divas, The Bellowing Divo, Mr Computer, and Mr. Eyebrows-Option-Box-Not-Checked. They're certainly odd enough to be amusing to most people. And maybe you have someone who might be amused by Neaksis, young mother of the steel-toed army boots. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis and Kiddies on Adoption Day She only looks delicate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hi there t&l & neak and all
Neak are you ok after that little faux pas by that poor man ???.. I bet he's still digging that hole and wanting to pull the rock in..... isn't it strange how we all react like that to similar things? I'm sure you know he meant only the best, and that he knows you knew he was only being kind and friendly, and that he knew that you knew...I've lost that thread somewhere but you get the idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Even so I sometimes found those the MOST painful for short periods but no where near oh so deafening ''''QUIET'''' when I entered a room.
I could so much more easily handle the little boy who in front of his horrified mum asked me if my little boy had died. I told him yes he had gone to join the angels and he seemed happy to know that. I think the avoidence was so unhelpful and perhaps prevented healing.
hugs [[[[[neak]]]]] just because
tl hope HP is ok today and feeling somewhat better.
I am sure many would love to get some letters from kids tl however the SAS is not included in any program over here because of the wish the Gov has to keep them out of the publics eye.
Even our letters are restricted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
They have only very reluctantly permitted limited email on
R & R periods.
He said he may drop back for a few minutes tongiht but 'depends' ... I seem to get a lot of 'depends' but I suppose that is natural or rather un-natural ....'depnds' on your view of the world ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
'Law - rence' of Afghanistan is busy playing hooky <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I know you mentioned before tl that hp was a war vet too and I wondered if you have observed over the years if he is unable to or perhaps to better put it, is uncomfortable with emotions and casual touch by anyone.
I have noticed an increasing pattern with Aussie even to the extent of him being very very uncomfortsble when anyone, even when our dd or his brother or mum just hugs him without warning.
There is almost a look of revulsion that flashes across his face at being touched.
I spoke to dad about it and he said he could not remember but ask mum. SO I did..she said yes it was a problem for some years with dad but no one ever discussed it back then.
You just got on with it. Mmmmmmmmmm yes another healthy way to resolve matters. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh goody I get to break some new ground. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I always wondered if this was common and had meant to ask before but never got around to it. I dont mean short term issues but rather long term one .... it does sort of concern me - not immediate of course but one of those things that sits at the back of your mind.
I do admit I'm a bit hesitant to discuss it with some other wives, might be opening a can of worms.
Anyway it was just an observation tl so I wondered if you have also seen it over the years?
Hot chocolate ALMOST replaces coffee ..takes a bit getting used to without sugar though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Whew, well I am starting to recover, anyway. He really was much worse off than I was. I could immediately see the humor of it, and I doubt he has been able to crack even a smile. I tried to reassure him in those brief moments before he cut and ran.
I am glad I haven't had any problems with Quiet Room Syndrome. Maybe that's because of it being such a small group - everyone knows me so well they don't feel awkward talking to me, or just giving a hug.
Speaking of hugs, {{{{{AW}}}}}} right back atcha.
For the pen-pal idea, it wouldn't have to be through a group. If Aussie knew of a couple of his guys that don't hear from home much, I can pass our address on to you to give them. I do think it would be really good for the kids, and who knows?, maybe for our brave soldiers, too. Or let's just say it would be an experience for them and leave it at that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So much venting to do, and so little time to do it in. I feel about 50 pounds lighter after last night, and by the time I finish that and also finish telling the rest about the baby, I might even float.
AJ & I have talked about so many things over the last couple of days, too, including my concerns about his truthfulness, that I mentioned a couple days ago. Even in the face of Gargamel telling a different story, he has stuck to his. I may never know for sure who was telling the truth, but after due consideration have decided to put my money on AJ. This is for the same reason I pretty much believe him about the night he says she didn't stay at the motel with him: he has been consistently truthful about so many big, awful things that made him look like the worst sort of cad, that it is not too much of a stretch to think he might have been truthful on the small things, too.
We had quite a discussion. He didn't like the way I 'interrogated' him, and I didn't like the way he yelled at me. I was going to leave for at least a couple of hours, but didn't have the keys with me when I ran out, so when I came back for them he asked me to stay and talk. I got out the D papers and fondled them a little bit (not in front of him), but ultimately decided to talk a bit more.
It went well, and we each understand the other better now. There will doubtless be other downs, but right now I feel for the first time in months, that we have a good chance of making it. I think we have reached a whole new level of R.
Best of all, he totally agrees with me that it is time for NC4Me. I thought I would at least have to try and convince him, but no. He had no trouble seeing the damage she was causing me, that was then spilling over onto the marriage, no matter how hard I tried to prevent it. In fact, he had the nerve to tell me he had already told me to do that very thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Such a typical man. What he actually told me was to see if the lawyer could write her a letter about the business stuff, and find out how much it would be to have him just handle anything else with that. Whatever...it wasn't worth arguing about when he agreed with me anyway.
I talked to our MC yesterday to let him know I was ready to come back. I figure why wait until something goes wrong and have to call him up in a hurry?
So things are going well, and this week I will be composing the NC4Me letter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> While bracing myself for the likelihood that she will try to shock me out of NC. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Oh, in addition to my question about letting her know the extent of her exposure, should I reassure her that the STD tests came out clear?
Oh, in addition to my question about letting her know the extent of her exposure, should I reassure her that the STD tests came out clear?
Oh, I think I would suggest that she might want to see a doctor for some extensive testing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> After all, you had to do it because of HER...let her have a little worry and discomfort..not to mention the expense. (wish there was an icon for an evil grin!)
I think your going no contact would be very helpful for your marriage. I saw Cafe Woman last night for the first time in a year. We were at a party/silent auction for our local charity's fundraising. I don't even think my H spoke to her, and yes, I was watching him to see if he was watching her. Didn't notice it if he did.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
About the gentleman at church, I'm so sorry that happened. That seems to be a given thing to happen when we lose our precious babies, because people often don't hear about our tragedies or even read the obituaries. You apparently handled it better than I did, though. I was in the middle of Walmart on my first shopping excursion after Jamie died, when one of the clerks came up and exclaim, "Oh, you've had your baby! Did you bring it with you?" Tears sprung up immediately, and I just said, "My baby died." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> Afterwards, I realized that she must have felt just horrible. She was so sweet and apologetic, and I vaguely recall telling her that it was OK...that not everyone knew about it yet. Somehow, I managed to pay for what I already had put into my basket, and got home and cried for the rest of the afternoon. It happened a few more times, but I was more prepared.
I don't recall it happening after Amy died. It may be that I didn't go anywhere for a month, due to having to recover from what used to be called "childbed fever" (which really did a number on me), so people had time to hear about it.
AW, you handled things with the child beautifully, although I can imagine that her mother was mortified that her child could say something that would cause you pain. But, of course, children have very little concept of how their natural honesty can cause emotional pain. Generally, though, once they understand what happened, they can be so sweet and express sadness with you.
And maybe you have someone who might be amused by Neaksis, young mother of the steel-toed army boots.
Make that "Neaksis, young mother
with the steel-toed army boots"... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Young mother of steel might work, though, especially on her "stern" days! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> What a busy day I have today. I'll try and come back sometime tonight and
flush away all the suspense about the septic, since we've made some progress this week and are even daring to start feeling a little
pumped about our prospects for success, and the
elimination of our difficulties. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Lady C,
Do you want to talk more about your babies? It's ok if you don't, but I'm interested if you would like to.
I looooove your STD idea.
Poor people. It's not their fault they didn't know. I still can't believe he did that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, providing that Neaksis actually has time to go out on dates, she probably could amuse someone who isn't fazed by her steel-toed boots or her steel spine. It would be a very lucky young man who not only isn't fazed, but admires her steel. When the right guy comes along, even the prospect of being kicked by those steel toes won't scare him off. All Neaksis needs is the opportunity to meet him. She's beautiful, as I'm sure I don't have to tell you, so I'm quite sure that she gets quite a bit of interest.
You know, I can't even imagine having to pay $30,000+ for a septic system.....since where I come from, the cost is somewhere in the neighborhood of $3,000 or less. Maybe, y'all should just sell out and move to the South! No, there are no houses for $5,000 (at least, not any you would want to live in!), but you can get a decent, though small, house for less than $100 grand. DS is building his huge (5 bedrooms & 3-1/2 baths...gotta have some place to put those kids where they won't kill each other!) brick home for less than $150,000. 'Course, he is doing his own contracting, plus a lot of the actual work. At this point, all that remains to be done is painting the walls, installing the inside trim and cabinets, the floor covering, and paving the driveway.
Why is your septic system gonna cost so much? Is it just because of the high cost of things in CA, or is your dirt solid clay?
It's a 'special' kind of system. The regular kind are a little over 20K.
Ok, do you think I could get away with saying this? "You might want to get tested again. The doctor doesn't know yet why I am itching."
I do have a mystery itch. It is on my arms, legs, rear end, and sometimes my inner thighs. Sorry, probably TMI. No rash shows up, so it may be stress related, but since no one can see anything, nothing has been done. So those words ARE the exact truth. And some of the itches are close enough to those areas, right?
So may I may I please please, huh? *batting eyelashes*
Neakie - NO. You need to have NC with this person. She is much too low class and SLEAZY for you. When you lie down with dogs, you get up with fleas, or something like that.
Neakie - NO. You need to have NC with this person. She is much too low class and SLEAZY for you. When you lie down with dogs, you get up with fleas, or something like that.
Hm-m-m-m-m-m-m. Wonder if that has anything to do with the mystery itch? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, T&L, didn't think about THAT. Maybe you need to put a flea collar around her neck.
I'm going to the store for her tomorrow morning on my way home from work. I'll put it on the list! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So is there anything, anything????????? at all legitimate that I can say that will be offensive as a side benefit? If not, I suppose cutting her off will be offensive enough.
It's just my last chance, and my evil side wants so badly to bite her, just a little bit. Even if I have to brush my teeth afterwards. But I also really want to do the right thing. If I can be right AND offensive, I'm all in favor of it, though.
The more you interact with her, the more you give her power. She needs to be like a blip on the radar screen of your happy marriage.
Do you want to talk more about your babies? It's ok if you don't, but I'm interested if you would like to.
This is gonna be long. Sorry if it's TMI.
I don't mind talking about Jamie and Amy. Jamie would be 24 this coming January 2, and Amy would have been 21 this past August 22.
After a miscarriage (the 2nd one) from an unplanned pregnancy (tried the "mini-pill", which didn't work...TWICE!) at the end of 1976, we decided that I would have a tubal ligation the following spring. Well, when it came down to signing the papers, Lord Clueless couldn't bring himself to do it. I already wasn't really ready to actually go through with it, but had accepted his reasoning that two children were enough and that we really couldn't afford more. Also, I was still grieving the miscarriage. I told him, "Yes, I would like to have one more baby, but I want to have it by the time I'm 30. I do not want to be an "old" mother of a young child." So, we went home with me being fully intact, and stopped all birth control.
Time went by, and no pregnancy. After a few years, I was having some health problems, which turned out to be hypothyroidism. Finally, after getting a proper diagnosis and medication adjusted to the proper levels, WHAM! I was pregnant! We had not really worried about not getting pregnant...just kinda figured that it wasn't meant to be. Needless to say, we were overjoyed. I had every-other day sickness instead of morning sickness. My food cravings were for "healthy" foods, which I ate on the days I wasn't nauseated. I only gained 9 lbs., which was a surprise, considering that I had gained almost 30 with each of my older children. I carried Jamie really low, which caused some problems (little pains) when I tried to get up from a sitting position. Also was going to potty, constantly, and didn't dare to cough, sneeze, or even clear my throat!
In December, when I was 7 months along, I got up from Lord Clueless' recliner to go to the bathroom. About the time I got to the door of the living room, I had a pain which doubled me over. Scared me to death, but when nothing else happened, I attributed it to having gotten up from the sunken seat of that old recliner. I forgot about the pain and went about my business. By the time my next doctor's appointment rolled around the next week (December 22), I had noticed a lack of movement. That didn't concern me too much, either, as both my other babies didn't move around much toward the end of pregnancy. There had been some doubt as to the actual due date earlier, so I figured that my due date was earlier than we had thought. In fact, I told the doctor that I thought I would have the baby around the end of the year because I wasn't feeling the baby move. Back then, the doctors didn't have sonograms in their offices (at least not in the small town areas), but he got his Doppler and listened...then said, "This thing is really screwed up." and left the room rather suddenly. I now know that he realized that Jamie had died, but was trying to decide whether to tell me or not. He apparently took into consideration that it was Christmas, I already had two small children at home, and probably figured that I would go into labor on my own, anyway. He was a family friend, and I think he was very upset to find that Jamie had died. So, he told me to schedule an appointment for 2 weeks later.
In retrospect, I was worried to death, although I was in deep denial. I knew things weren't right. For instance, if I bent over, it was as if a bowling ball dropped inside my womb. On Christmas morning, while on the way to MiL's house, we had a minor fender-bender, and I bumped my head slightly. Lord Clueless wanted to take me to the ER, but I protested vehemently that I was fine. I now realized that I was AFRAID to go to the ER. I did not want to know that my baby was dead.
New Year's Day, I went into labor. We went to the hospital late that afternoon. X-rays confirmed that Jamie had died, probably some 3 weeks earlier. Labor was as easy as it had been before. Only problem was this stupid LPN or whatever she was, who apparently was on a mission to find a heartbeat, despite the doctor's diagnosis. After the 3rd time she came in to listen for a heartbeat and loudly announce to the nurse in the other room "Still nothing", I told Lord Clueless to keep her out of there.
Jamie was born at 4 a.m. on January 2, exactly a month before her due date. She was 16 inches long and weighed 2 lbs, 14 oz. She was perfectly formed and beautiful. The cause of death was placenta abruption. The doctor said that the only way she could have been saved is if I had already been in the hospital, and even then it would have been dicey, depending on how fast they could have done a C-section. She was probably dead within a few minutes after I had that doubling-over pain. He also said that I was very fortunate not to have hemmorhaged. The placenta had apparently aged and dried up, which is why I didn't hemorrhage. He said it was the sort of thing he usually saw in diabetic mothers, and was really strange because I didn't have diabetes.
For the longest time after that, I would suddenly awaken at 4 a.m.
Over the next two years, I had 3 miscarriages. I found a fertility specialist who specialized in high-risk pregnancies. He did the standard tests, but the month he did it, I didn't ovulate. I went back the next month to discuss our options, but I knew that I had already ovulated and told him that I was sure I was already pregnant. I went back the next week, and a blood test confirmed that Amy was there. He immediately put me on progesterone, and we got by the 8th week with no problems. I usually miscarried by the 8th week.
From then on, things seemed to go fine for a while. I had no morning sickness. In the 5th month, my BP and protein levels went up, so I was confined to bed rest..no salt, etc.
Everything seemed OK as long as I stayed off my feet. By the 6th month, I was growing concerned because there weren't any strong fetal movement. There was movement, but the barely there kind. Because of the problems with the placenta when I had Jamie, I was scheduled for induction at 37 weeks. On the morning of August 21, as I was still lying in bed, I felt the strongest and most active movement I had felt during the whole pregnancy. BTW, a couple of days earlier, I had experienced a few minutes of chills/rigors, and also noticed a slight discharge, but that all passed. Anyway, I was scheduled for an appointment on the 21st, (I was going every 2 weeks for non-stress tests at that time). By the time I got to the doctor, Amy was gone. He gave me the option of going home and waiting for labor to begin naturally or having induction begun that day. I opted for that day...I could not bear to go home and know that my baby was dead. At that time, we didn't know the cause of death.
Within a couple of hours after labor was induced, I was running a fever of 105, with the accompaning chills/rigors. By then, the doctor suspected amniocemtesis (t&l, did I spell that correctly?) The plan was that, since I had previous had very easy labors/deliveries, I would deliver in the labor room. Well, I was freezing, so the thermostat was set as high as it would go, and they were constantly putting heated blankets on me. Sweat was rolling off the doctor's and H's faces, because THEY weren't freezing.
And, as an aside, the PIT drip is appropriately named. It was the PITS! I hated it. I always had back labor, but I had to lie on my back due to the monitor being strapped onto my abdomend, and I never could get comfortable. Also, the PIT was relentless...no chance to get a breath between contractions. I had always given birth before with nothing more than a shot of Demoral, but about 5 a.m. on the morning of August 22, I suddenly, even to my own surprise, told the doc that I wanted an Epidural. He expressed surprise...saying that I seemed to be doing very well without it and was I sure I couldn't get by without it. I nearly took his head off...saying that I was trapped on my back, nobody would let me turn over onto my side where I could be more comfortable, I had cried all night, was exhaused, and by God, I wanted that Epidural! I got it.
Within the hour, Amy was born, feet first, before I was fully dilated. Along with her birth, the sac broke, confirming the doctor's suspicion of infection. The odor was horrible. Her head, however, got stuck. So, the doctor tussled with trying to finish her delivery while a 250-lb. nurse literally climbed onto my belly to try and push Amy the rest of the way out. I had bruises for weeks. I can remember the doctor saying, "It's a good thing you asked for that epidural, because you would really be cussing me right now." Finally, the doctor said that we would have to go to the delivery room because it would take surgery to get her out. I thought he meant an episiotomy and asked him why he couldn't just do that in the labor room. He very gently said, "No, I'm going to have to perform surgery on her so I won't have to cut you." Well, I started screaming, "NO! Just wait a few minutes!" Lord Clueless, however, was scared sihtless by this time (what with my high fever and now the problem with delivery, so he said, "Take her. Do what you have to do."
By the time they got me into the delivery room and onto the table, I finished dilating, and Amy was fully born. That was my greatest blessing about the whole ordeal...that they did not have to cut my precious baby. I now know that what the doctor had planned to do is what they do in what is called "partial-birth abortion".
The doctor was so relieved that he didn't have to do the surgery, as well. He did tell me that he admired my strength in the whole ordeal and that I had done everything that I was supposed to do for my baby. He also said that God was surely with me in leading me to ask for the epidural...that the pain would likely have been nearly unbearable if I hadn't asked for it. I have to agree with that, as I had no idea that I was going to ask for the Epi until it popped out of my mouth.
At 36 weeks, Amy was only 12 inches long and weighed only 1 lb., 12 oz. She was also a beautiful baby, but had a birth defect in which a loop of her intestines developed outside her body. I understand that in this sort of condition, the abdomen is usually open. In Amy's case, her abdomen was closed, with just a loop on the outside. Apparently, because her abdomen was closed, the loop of intestine had a blockage, which prevented her from growing normally. Her size was why I didn't feel strong movement. The strenuous activity that I noticed the morning before she was born was likely from distress as she was dying. Had she been born alive, she would probably have suffered terribly and still not survived. She would have needed extensive surgery, and due to the lack of nutrition en utero, would probably have been severely mentally challenged. So, I comfort myself that death prevented Amy from suffering further.
Then, almost 4 years later, I forgot to go to the drugstore one month, and later miscarried at 14 weeks. Don't know why, as doctor could find no cause of death. I had my tubes tied a couple of months later. I couldn't take it any more.
A few years later, I was diagnosed with Systemic Lupus. I suspect that had a lot to do with my inability to carry to term.
Sorry if this is more than you wanted to know. I just don't know how to tell things without all the details.
But you know, I do realize that God was with me in all this. From what I can understand, I could have hemorrhaged and gotten myself in serious trouble when Jamie's placenta abrupted. Being alone at home in the county and 40 miles away from the hospital could have been really dangerous for MY life.
Going home to await natual labor to deliver Amy could have resulted in really serious consequences for me when I became ill with the infection that killed her. The doctor said that I was fortunate to already be in the hospital where I could immediately be given stong antibiotics...that the infection was so virulent that my life could have been seriously at risk. And, adding my sudden demand for the Epi, I definitely believe that God was protecting me through all of it.
Lady - That was painful to read. I'm so sorry.
I can't imagine how hard that was for you. I'm sorry for all your pain. Isn't it amazing how God's hand can be seen even in our disasters?
He will restore your babies to you again someday, and you will never be parted from them again. There are seldom clear answers down here, but up there He will explain everything and we will thank Him for His care.
Believer, thank you. I used to wish I could somehow become a sort of lay counselor for others who have lost their babies. However, one of the problems women face after such a loss is a fear that it will happen again. I know I had that fear, and it did happen again. So, I concluded that having two losses of nearly full-term babies would lessen my ability to comfort others.
Neak,
He will restore your babies to you again someday, and you will never be parted from them again. There are seldom clear answers down here, but up there He will explain everything and we will thank Him for His care.
That is also one of my comforts. I didn't mention this in my earlier posts, but the most important thing happened in the midst of my despair over losing Jamie, and it was, I believe, the only way I could deal with the loss of Amy.
One day, some weeks after Jamie died, I was struggling with my grief, and yes, RAGE, over losing her. I finally just shouted at God, "Just do what you're going to do with me! I can't handle this anymore!" In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke, sat straight up in bed, and there was a GLOW in our room. The blinds were closed, and it was nowhere near dawn. I just sat there in awe, and felt the most wonderful peace and JOY in my heart. I then started thanking God for giving me two beautiful, healthy children and that I knew I would see Jamie again someday.
I know that the Holy Spirit visited me that night. I went to church the next Sunday and told my Sunday School teacher about it. You see, I had drifted away from God, and what I believe is this: That God wanted me BACK...that he loved me so much that he allowed this to happen, knowing that I would turn back to Him for help.
And, I thank Him, today, for not allowing Amy to suffer as she would have suffered if she had lived.
There is one thing that I can't do, though. I absolutely cannot go to the funeral of a child. It is all I can do to go to the funeral home for the visitation and sign the register. I can later go take a meal to the family and offer my condolences, but I can't handle the funeral stuff.
But, you know what? When I heard DGS#1 cry for the first time (through the delivery room door), I didn't realize that I had been basically holding my breath for the last couple of minutes before. Ex-DiL's sister was standing there with me, and when she heard me give a sigh of relief and say, "Thank God, he's here safe!", she asked me if I was really worried that he wouldn't be. Well, yeah, I guess I WAS worried that we would never have a baby in our lives again. I didn't realize that until that moment.
Now, DGS#1 is 14, and all he thinks about is girls! Now, I gotta worry about whether he will make me a GREAT-grandma before I reach retirement age! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> DS was not yet 20 when DGS#1 was born, so I hope history does not repeat itself!
Lady -
It's kind of crazy. Whenever someone close to me is pregnant, I count the months. I don't expect a good outcome. It's kind of sad really. Seems like months of worry. Then when the child is born, I relax and enjoy.
Then when the child is born, I relax and enjoy.
Not me!! I always switch to worrying about crib death. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And then after the danger period for crib death passes, there are accidents, and.......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Honestly, I swear I have a PhD in worrywart! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
What a sad obstetric history you have, Lady Clueless. I'm glad you were able to find God's presence in the darkness, and that your losses worked in your heart just the opposite that Flard's losses worked in his. In spite of the pain you've survived, you're much more fortunate right now than he is, because you know you aren't in this by yourself...and as far as he's concerned, he is, which makes him a lonely (and somewhat prickly) person. Self-reliance can be overrated, in my opinion, and personally I don't know how people make it through life without the strength of God upon which to lean. How blessed you are that He drew you back to Himself.
Your spelling of "amniocentesis" was correct except for a single letter, which is very good. I see it misspelled often enough in charts to know that spelling it right doesn't come naturally to everyone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Nowadays, we wouldn't leave someone with a dead fetus pregnant for that long after diagnosis, for fear of infection and blood-clotting pathologies. Nor would you necessarily be monitored, and you certainly wouldn't have to lie on your back. Interesting that you got an epidural, though, because back then it wasn't very common for laboring women to get it. I don't remember even having heard of a labor epidural at that point in my career, although the fact that we always lived in small towns and I worked in small, rural hospitals may have had a lot to do with that.
AW--you asked about veterans and comfort with hugging, etc. I'm too sleepy to go back and hunt the exact quote. HP's family is not physically affectionate with each other. My family is. He doesn't seem to have any reluctance towards being hugged or touched; when the kids were little he cuddled them and kissed them a lot, although that waned as they grew older and would be quite uncommon now, I think. What do you think, girls? When's the last time your dad gave you a hug? He hugs the biograndkids; not much with the adopted ones, unless one of them hugs him first, in which case he pats them stiffly in an amusingly-German fashion.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> His barriers are much more of an emotional nature, and while Viet Nam probably didn't help ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />), I'm not willing to say that he'd have been an awful lot different if he hadn't gone, either. What you're describing with Aussie is much more open, and stronger, than anything I've observed in HP over the years. Maybe it will fade if he
quits going back!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Cafeteria's open and my fat cells are whining. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LC that must have been horrific, its hard to even imagine but then it was not that long ago when dying in childbirth was not uncommon for mother & child.
I suspect we take things so much for granted these days.
But your grown children or growing children seem to be even more special I have found. NOTHING is guaranteed, or promised in this life though we sometimes expect it and rage at God when it does not happen as we wish.
I’m not sure you ever truly accept the death of a child. Its simply the pain of loss and failure and guilt are less intense or maybe you grow so used tot eh depth of it that it no longer paralyses you.
When Aussies Great Aunt -96 - was very very close – only hours - to dying some years ago, she mourned the death of her little boy all those decades ago all over again. SHE WANTED to go to him right away .
I can so understand that now. I can’t explain it though, just FEEL it.
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Neak, talk abou the Dervish!!
I get home from work, start dinner, start doing the washing, folding clothes and catch movement out of the side of my eye. Little Lisa was running in & out of the lounge room and kitchen ..I thought what is going on?
Mike was giggling gooing like crazy so I went over to check ... she was running into the pantry taking handfuls of COCOA pops - choc puffed rice - and running over to MIKEY and then dropping them on the floor for the dog to lick up, laughing like the insane ....they were EVERYWHERE!!!
Lisa! what are you doing?... 'nothing' - small voice
Then why is your nothing making a big mess all over the floor? CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH
'Cause'
Well can you please stop and not do that anymore honey?
'why'
Because its makes a mess and it is not good to feed the dog in the house
'why'
Well its not somethign you should do darling
'why'
Because I said so!!! Hey I'm a tired working mum..I can only keep calm for so long!!!
'ok' skips off to play with her new doll - Mikey! More combined giggles & gooing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Give me strength!!
I end up sweeping the passage way, the kitchen, the sun room, and lift the dogs mat ..... millions of them!! Cripes do they breed?????????
Had a sudden urge to cry "I want MY mummy" !!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
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Thats strange tl..Aussies family is not very 'touchy' either, though his brother has become a big wuzz since his kids were born last 18 months or so...completely changed him ..hes gets tears in his eyes having to go to work & leave his babies the big girl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Isn't that cute!!!!
His sister is very clinical though very happy to show emotion, just very clinical about things. SHe had a number of miscarriages before her 2 boys were born and admits to it not meaning much to her at all. Though Catholic she is a science type - maths - and views those sort of things in a scientific manner. Way more than my sister does. Training perhaps.
Well tl I hope it is a short term issue for Aussie, but I do wonder at times. As for going back to THAT PLACE Rudyard Kipling has put it so well…..
A man that's too good to be lost you,
A man that is 'andled an' made --
A man that will pay what 'e cost you
In learnin' the others their trade -- parade!
Back to the Army again, sergeant,
Back to the Army again.
'Oo said I knew when the troopship was due?
I'm back to the Army again!
Of course I would tell you what the Army could go & do but that apparently is considered treason now according to the new laws passed on Friday. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Anyway as far as his dislike of being touched, well the vow was for in sickness and not just when things are going ok and I feel good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll have to keep thinking and working and asking questions on that one ...anyone got a comment or idea ???????
AW, did you hear or see the metorite? I heard about it in the news.
I saw a shooting star last night. Does that count?
Oh yes I did hear it though didn't realise it till later!!
I thought it was a jet landing at the airport - very faint ... stop laughing you lot... how was I too know!! its in the air you hear sound..its a plane right!!
I wasn't paying much attention - folding washing at the time.
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LC, I read your baby story...very sad but glad you found God again in it.
Neak, I agree with B. Let it go and go NC! She is not worth one bit of ink.
Of course I would tell you what the Army could go & do but that apparently is considered treason now according to the new laws passed on Friday. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Good thing you didn't say it already, then, isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sigh. I would say none of you understand how badly I want to so kindly just tell her how life really is. To mess with her mind, just a little bit! But you do understand, so I can't say that.
You have convinced me of what I need to do, but oh I still wanna!
Well, some good news and some interesting news. I FINALLY got to talk to the attorney. He is going to draft a letter to Gargamel at no extra charge, bless his sweet heart. In response to her certified letter, he is going to spell out that we are not personally liable for the corporate monies, that the corporation has no money at this time, and she will be paid additional funds only when/if the corporation has more money.
It's pretty much the same thing he had me tell her, but a little sterner, fancier, and coming straight from the legal offices.
Also, I asked him about the legal ramifications of personal payments just to help, but admitting no legal responsibility. He said that to protect us, everything should be done through the corporation, i.e. us giving the corporation a loan, and then the corporation issues a check. Once the corporation receives its settlement and finishes shutting down, that will no longer be an option. *sob*
When she gets this, followed immediately by my NC4Me letter, I expect things to briefly get ugly. (Noooo. Not her...) I promise to come here and complain, maybe even until you're sick of hearing from me, rather than say to her any of the many things I already want to, never mind the inspiration that would strike me at the moment.
Countdown to Freedom......10........9.........
This was probably not the exact phrasing Mom was thinking of using when she asked me to post this, but
Dad took a better picture of the truck than she did.
Mom may kill me for this, since we won't have a lot of time to practice, but if any of you live close enough to Escalon, CA to come to our Christmas program, please feel free to join us.
Escalon Seventh-day Adventist Church
2189 Jackson Avenue
Escalon, CA
The kids are doing a pageant, and most of them, including the Dervish, will be singing solos. Awwwwwwwwww.
Refreshments will be served.
Oops, silly me. You can either pick a random date and time and hope somebody might be there,
or........
you could come Friday, December 16, at 5:00 pm.
Of the two choices, the second option sounds like the more likely to me.
Just so we're all clear on this, this is not one of those fancy pageants that comes on freeview every year, complete with gorgeous angels flying above the audience. This is an adorably cheesy little church program where you sit close to the piano and sing loudly whether you can sing or not, and then hold both hands over your mouth during the play to keep from laughing out loud at the children.
It's my favorite kind. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
you could come Friday, December 16, at 5:00 pm.
Of the two choices, the second option sounds like the more likely to me.
Yeah, but in the unlikely event that anybody takes you up on your invite, at the "likely" time specified, they'll have to actually listen to primitive music and juvenile emoting, to say nothing of the snickering going on amongst the adults. If it's awe they're looking for, they probably won't find it there. Aw-w-w-w-w is a possibility, especially if the Dervish can stop fidgeting long enough to "sing" his song...bearing in mind that at least so far he couldn't carry a tune in a basket if his fingers were nailed to the handles! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> That reminds me of the whole Chirper Choir story. Lucky for you, Neak, I don't have time to tell it right now. Let's just say that Dervish's singing strongly resembles Neak, the early years, both in tone and volume. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Tl
aussie emailed me the following to fwd to you lol .......
Oh I dont know thunder girl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> seein kids prance around singing whatever couldn't be worse than seeing blokes prance around singing [email]cr@p[/email] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
could even be dare I say it cute ..the kids anyway!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
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Rested, tested, ready to go ..waiitng for the night & working helo <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
sentiment of the week.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We're the Battling [email]B@stards[/email] of Afghanistan,
No mama, no papa, no working plan,
No aunts, no uncles, no cousins, no nieces,
No pills, no planes, no artillery pieces,
And nobody gives a God damn
Ooops
I dont think I was supposed to send the bit after the *** thingies.
oh well ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> too late now.
LOL, that is just so classically Man!
OMG neak....
what have you done with the dervish...apparently hes been 'timed out" hehehhehehe lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Neak you have it, it was SOOOO typical man wasn't it ..lol ..yep I'm ready now so lets go ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I particularly like the 'thunder girl' comment .. ROTFLMAO hhaahahahahahahahhahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
so brave especially as he will be out of contact for some weeks ... AGAIN.
I think thunder girl is kinda cute.
The Dervish had finally reached his destruction quota for the day.
If you're going to post this photo somewhere else, don't let me stop you. But after seeing it, I've got a comment and a question. (1) Good grief! Even your bones had bones!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> (2) How did anybody get you to smile? And look like you meant it, too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak--5/05I'm going to bed. And I really MEAN it.
t&l
I can't see the dervish! My goodness, Neak you were so thin.
Well, you can try the Dervish link again, but hurry in case it shuts off again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I am the Head of IT.
MMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! I need you!!!!!!
MMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! I need you!!!!!!
I want to go on record as saying "It's not my fault."
SS
I want to go on record as saying "It's not my fault."
Is too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
cute pic of the dervish! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Hi SS! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
[I want to go on record as saying "It's not my fault."
It's not MY fault, either, and yet (oddly enough), so much of if seems to end up being my responsibility! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I just wish I could sleep more than an hour or 2 at a time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Every trouble you can possibly have in the world is worsened by fatigue and lack of sleep, as far as I'm concerned.
Hi, SS. Wondered where you'd been.
AW, tell Aussie I'm flattered to be called thunder girl, but it's a pretty weak storm brewing at the moment, I'm afraid. Hardly worth an umbrella, even! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes Faithful, it's usually always my fault - or it's thought to be.
Hi -
You OK?
And don't lie.
Hi T&L,
I think I understand - you do so well at problem solving, that you end up with everyone' problems in your lap. You could always quit, and see what happens.
I think you are right about sleep, or the lack thereof. I seem short myself today.
I've been away doing actual work. Drove 300 miles and back to get a piano. It only snowed for the return trip though, and we didn't crash, so that's good.
Painted most of the upstairs of the house Saturday, and Sunday was meetings and visits and phone calls until after 9:00 PM. It's almost nice to go back to work to get a rest.
I still intend to post pictures of the trip AD and I took to the Canyon - when I get time. Ha, Ha, I mean when I make time.
I have - or had some thoughts for Neak but they are in reply to a post she did a week ago, so she may have moved on.
"Prompt" does not describe my posts lately.
CSue,
I am interrested, but you may have it all taken care of by now. I admit I was worrying about you.
I worry about T&L all the time now, stress can be a killer. Neak has AJ to help her again, but then, there is Neaksis too, with no partner. At least she never had one to depend on. Is that good? Or not?
AW can always talk to Mikey about things, even if he won't reply.
It looks like Lady C is back married full time again, though she hasn't talked about it much. (But I read about the babies, and it made me cry.)
The refiners fire seems so HOT these days. May you all come out of it without even the smell of fire upon your garments.
So much to comment on, so little time to type.
Ah well, that's how it is.
SS
Hi -
You OK?
And don't lie.
Just getting by some days but ok, thanks. Sadness is always the undercurrent but I do have much joy and lots to be thankful for. Thanks for asking.
t&l, perhaps SS is right in that you are too competent.
I hear money doesn't make you happy, but they say it lets you be unhappy in some really nice places.
- that's my thought for today.
SS
I am laughing, that one was really funny.
Please share as many of your thoughts as you have time for. They always make me think, and come up with better ways to do things.
Waiting for those pictures...
Morning guys & gals!!
now a oldie but still brings a amile ....
BIN LADEN's SECRET CODE
After numerous rounds of "We don't know if Osama is still alive,"
Osama himself decided to send George Bush a letter in his own handwriting to let him know he was still in the game.
Bush opened the letter and it appeared to contain a single line of coded message:
370HSSV-0773H
Bush was baffled, so he E-mailed it to Condi Rice. Condi and her aides had no clue either, so they sent it to the FBI.
The FBI had their new beaut super computer crunch it and munch it but no one could solve it at the FBI.
So it went to the CIA who had a secret super computer much better than the FBI but again no result.
Then it went to the NSA who had FIVE super computers ..again no result.
With no clue as to its meaning, they eventually asked Britain's MI-6 for help.
MI-6 used their massive code breaking computers and had their human experts work on the code day & night.
No luck.
In desperation they asked various Government agencies for help until the code arrived at The US Department of Health and Human Services where they had just been reviewing their latest funding cut.
Within a minute the department cabled the White House with this reply:
"Tell the President he's holding the message upside down."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
but then, there is Neaksis too, with no partner. At least she never had one to depend on. Is that good? Or not?
Yes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> That knife cuts both ways!
t&l
MMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! I need you!!!!!!
Ah, yes. And what was Neaksis' crisis? Glad you asked because I'm going to tell you anyway. Our very elderly, blind dog-who-should-be-put-to-sleep-but-Neaksis-won't-let-me blundered into the sewing machine cord a few days ago and pulled the sewing machine off the table where Neaksis had it set up to make Christmas presents. Yesterday she tried to use it for the first time and found out it had indeed broken when it hit the floor.
When I called her up and asked what the matter was she said, "I tried to use the new sewing machine and it hissed at me." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> "New" is relative, of course. It's a Husqvarna that does everything but shop for your fabric, and nobody's known how to use it since I bought it over 2 years ago. Too many bells and whistles. That's why it was at Neaksis' house--because I didn't have the time to either figure it out myself or take it to the shop and have them teach me, and thought she had more time and cunning than I did and would be more likely to use it. Apparently not, since yesterday was the first time she got it out to even make an effort. I was kinda crabby about going over, because I had so much to do here, but I'm a sucker for a desperate kid...and besides, how hard could it be? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, let me tell you something. It not only hissed at
me, but it spit, and clawed, and drew blood. I remember now why I didn't try to figure it out in the first place! So after a brief-yet-intense skirmish in which the sewing machine emerged clearly the victor, Neaksis now has the following choices: changing her gift giving plans, sewing by hand, fixing the old one, or finally taking the "new" one in for some taming by a professional animal trainer. Personally, I don't like it when my appliances are smarter than I am. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
And Neaksis, once you learn how to use it, and show me all its tricks, I want it back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis needs a GOOD man in her life.
No one can go around being happy all the time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Lets see who I know is available ........
Joe - well off, a gentleman in the old sense, 40 ish too old
bazza - oh God no
Bob the builder - 28 yrs not bad but has an allergy to the C word
Davo - 27 yrs possible but is a mad sports fan
Alec - 29 yrs but thinks a romantic night is tuning his engine
Andre - 27yrs X legion thinks Aussies jokes are FUNNY swears way to much for polite company
Mark - 26 yrs not worth a red cent but a nice bloke
Paul - 27yrs would charge ****** with a bucket of water if Aussie asked him to ..not necessarily a good recommendation
On the positive they are really all single <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
On the negative they are all in the Army & I not sure that is a good life to wish on any spouse <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Now if DS18 was older, hadn't found out about the library and was just a bit less sure of himself Mmmmmmmmm maybe recommend but I'm biased <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I wouldn't want you to think we were trying to get rid of the lad tl but our food bill HALVED on Monday for this week!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
No looks like we need to comb the church groups as a start for a decent single man or two in the right age group.
What have you two been doing tl & neak ????? slacking off???? Mmmmmmmm???? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis- I know a couple of fellows who are looking for American wives. Do they need to be able to speak English?
That is sooooooooooooooooooooo funny!!!!!!!
When I get a chance I'll tell you what her crop is like around here.
Hey Mom, I keep forgetting to ask you when you are awake, but is the following normal? (At last the Feminine Hygiene Products List reverts to its original purpose.)
I bled all the way up to the 30th of last month, but then started right back up again on the 4th. It's not real heavy, so I'm not hemorrhaging or anything, but it's kind of weird as I never did that before. Could I really have ovulated in those 3 days and begun a new cycle? Please elaborate, or ask Dr. B if you don't know. Thank you!
Neaksis needs a GOOD man in her life.
No one can go around being happy all the time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I know. Outrageous, isn't it, that she should try and live without a male underfoot?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Joe - well off, a gentleman in the old sense, 40 ish too old
Oddly enough, that's one of her complaints...that she seems to attract the "oldsters," i.e., men in their late 30s and early 40s. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I don't know--they sound like juveniles to
me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Mere babes, if not exactly "in arms." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The appraiser is coming Friday afternoon to see how much more we can borrow on the house towards a new septic. If I can get the amount I still need whittled down to $15-20,000 I will probably swallow my pride and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, and approach the Japanese aunties, hat in one hand and tin cup in the other, to get some small loans from several or all of them--to be repaid when the claim is settled against whoever the guilty party turns out to be. I'll type at work tonight if I can. Last night was a real zoo, but maybe tonight will be better. Different hospital, at any rate. Hopefully, different scenario, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The refiners fire seems so HOT these days. May you all come out of it without even the smell of fire upon your garments.
I'll be happy to just have a
garment fragment or two left on my tormented body, no matter what they smell like! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Don't forget the pictures of A_D's trip, whenever you have the time, of course. What a good idea posting them for us, is.
Neak, darling, I'm not sure we need to discuss your personal, um, issues in depth on this thread, regardless of its name, so we can discuss color, odor, amount, and consistency in a more private forum. You're welcome, everybody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I thought you might appreciate the restraint. But no, I don't think you ovulated during that brief window of opportunity...although after all these years of close obsservation of your ovaries and their frolicsome attitude towards life, I wouldn't rule it out definitely, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We decided we want to put the appraisal off till Monday after all. When you get offline, please give me Sylvia's #, thanks.
The Dervish is drawing a picture of him Daddy.
Him have a weird thing on him lyip. On him nose. Him have a mutchshtash.
The greedy little thing is also writing a 'lyetter' so "Daddy will divv me a buysickle".
Ah, thank you for your restraint. (No odor though.) But I knew if you saw it on here you would remember to ask me about it.
Frolicsome ovaries. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lets see who I know is available ........
Joe - well off, a gentleman in the old sense, 40 ish too old
bazza - oh God no
Bob the builder - 28 yrs not bad but has an allergy to the C word
Davo - 27 yrs possible but is a mad sports fan
Alec - 29 yrs but thinks a romantic night is tuning his engine
Andre - 27yrs X legion thinks Aussies jokes are FUNNY swears way to much for polite company
Mark - 26 yrs not worth a red cent but a nice bloke
Paul - 27yrs would charge ****** with a bucket of water if Aussie asked him to ..not necessarily a good recommendation
Sorry to interupt here, and you may not know me, but could you please set aside Bachelor #1 for me? Just keep him on the back burner until I figure out if my WH is ever going to come back home again. Thanks!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Frolicsome ovaries. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Yes. Frolic, and
then some! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sorry to interupt here, and you may not know me, but could you please set aside Bachelor #1 for me? Just keep him on the back burner until I figure out if my WH is ever going to come back home again. Thanks!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, Shattered05, you'll have to ask AW to store him for you, but I'm glad to see that even now you know that
someday you'll be able to pick up the pieces again, and put them back together to make a better picture than you had before. You go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Bwahahhhhhhh -
The bachelors were looking good to me too. A little young though.
I do hope that Neaksis will consider one of the Spanish speaking guys though. It REALLY cuts down on arguments when neither one can speak the other's language. I've known then all for a couple of years, and haven't had a fight yet.
has anyone watched the new series 'over there" yet?
Well I wasn't going to, I was going to avoid it like the plague.....but you guessed it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I stayed up and watched it.
Not the smartest idea I have ever had mind you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Disregard the technical errors and the California scenery ...gosh even I picked that up .... you've got to remember its 'fiction' based on reality...... I found it close to what Aussie has described minus the clichés.
Lots of issues like lack of training, equipment, yes affairs too, killing, dying, and oh that hospital scene gave me the creeps ....way too real, brought back horrible memories.
I smelt again that yuck metallic smell/taste of that yellow/brown liquid Betadine or whatever it was that was just about all over Aussie .... stained all my clothes ...yuck tubes were everywhere ..I do mean everywhere ..I really could have done without that image before bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Next time someone kick me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'll kick you. AJ watched it once, unfortunately, and it was the one where that poor soldier sends the loving video message to his wife, it beeps on her computer, then the camera shifts to her in bed with some other guy.
I got up and left the room, and it was almost 15 minutes before I began to hope that my supper might stay put. (I didn't notice the California scenery.) AW, I'll spank you myself if you watch it again.
Did you ever notice that if you start avoiding shows and movies with adultery, there's not much left to choose from?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What a night! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> And in spite of the frantic insanity, the time seemed to just crawl, although I don't know how. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Finally, after centuries of work, I checked out, ready to stuff myself in my cannon, light the fuse, and get out of there like a SHOT! (You may have caught inferences <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> earlier in the Saga that I, um, drive fast! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />) I got outside the hospital only to discover that it was completely fogged in, and traffic (like the shift I'd just finished) was proceeding at a crawl. So we crept along like timid shadows for milesandmilesandmiles, able to see only a short distance ahead of us, surrounded by gloom and gray. It got to the point where I was ready to get my pet snail out and send him on ahead to tell everybody I was on my way home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And then, suddenly, about 45 miles from work, and 6 miles from home, I drove out into blue sky and sunshine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> For several minutes I pondered the morning's commute as a metaphor for life--we so often are surrounded by gloomy and gray circumstances, and such fog that we can't really see where we're going or what's ahead, or even what's around us...but if we keep on going forward, we'll eventually get into the sunlight again--that same sunlight that's been shining behind the clouds all the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> And then while I was thinking about the joy of being in the sunshine, and how great it was, and how descriptive it was of living, I drove back into the fog again and everything disappeared. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Which, when you think about it, isn't that bad of a life metaphor, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Maybe you've been in the fog in the past. You might even have more fog ahead of you, but I'm wishing you sunshine today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Wish me sleep.
t&l
Did you ever notice that if you start avoiding shows and movies with adultery, there's not much left to choose from?
uh huh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> depressing isn't it?
Plus if you start avoiding the movies and shows made by known adulterers like Julia Roberts, Tom Cruise (who is an dope anyway!), Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie.... the list gets even shorter!
I am looking forward to going to see Narnia! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l, i don't usually read this thread, not sure why i did today, i think i was spying on FF <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> (HI FF).
but wow what a great post, about the fog. i really liked it. thanks.
Hi FL! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
This is a fun thread and we all get to hang out with the Neak family and pretend we are a part of it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
You all are a part of it, FF. You have all helped save my marriage, first from adultery and then from recovery.
Safe choice with Narnia, too. I would bet there is no adultery in it.
Happy 1 month birthday to Dillon.
Neak - this one's for you. Of course, everyone can read it, but I am writing it mostly in response to things you have said. This is not to teach you something new, that you need to learn. I understand that you already know now, what I learned then, and I am not trying to teach you a new concept. I just wanted you to know that others understand.
I read the account of your trials with the baby. I read about your getting the car fixed that day, and finding out about the free battery installation. I read your timeline from last spring, and summer, and it reminded me of a story of my own that you might identify with. I hope you don't mind me telling it, and I hope it will help you with your struggles too.
Perhaps it would be good to give a little background. We have struggled with having enough money for most of our marriage. It's much better now, in fact we are getting ready to buy a "brand new" couch for our home. It will be the first nice new couch for us in our marriage, and we have been married for nearly 29 years. We get a lot of "hand me downs." I love it, because when you don't have much it is so nice of people to share things they no longer need or want. I remember the first coat I got new when I was a boy - I was 12 years old, and I got it for Christmas. The outer material was black vinyl, and it said "St Moritz" on the front. It made an impression on me that has stayed with me - My first coat that was all my own. I would guess many will identify with me in this.
Along about 15 years ago, we wrecked our car. It looked a lot like HP's truck. I rolled it coming back from the mountains. It was snowing hard, and an on coming car was taking up my lane, so I started to pull off the road to let it by. When I hit the shoulder, it was soft mud, and it caught the wheel, and we rolled over once, and back on the wheels. Just enough to total it - I had only been going 25 miles per hour. The other car traveled on, probably didn't even see us roll.
No one was hurt - there are some blessings even in disasters. So, now our family of 8 is without a car. (We didn't have the twins yet then.) We thought this a crisis.
A good friend whose wife worked for a used car dealership had just gotten a car in trade. They couldn't afford to pay her, so they gave her a car that didn't run, in trade for what they owed her. Then they promptly went out of business. My friend was not impressed.
I worked in a camping store, and he offered me the car for some coats, and things for his kids for Christmas. Since I had an auto mechanics background, I consented to take the Volkswagen rabbit in trade for the things he wanted. We took the car home and tried to figure out what was wrong with it. Over time we fixed the problems, and it became our only vehicle. One day the water pump started leaking, and needed to be replaced. It was parked at our apartment building and took it apart there in the parking lot. I could not get the new water pump back in to the same spot that the old one had come out of. Small space, big hands - bolt that just wouldn't go in the bolt hole. I think I worked on that one bolt for about 45 minutes. I was to the point of tears. There I lay, on my back, tired, and sore, and I couldn't fix it. Of course, no money to take it to someone else either. I was thinking about my options, and I couldn't see any. No car, and no chance to fix it either.
It was then that I heard some one laughing at me. Make no mistake, I knew it was directed at me. I couldn't see around the tire, so I scooted out from under the car, and there was no one there. No one at all. I heard the laughter again, and in my minds eye, I could see the Savior looking at me, and laughing - a big belly laugh, not a little chuckle. I laid back down, confused.
He laughed, and he told me - you take some things way to seriously. One little problem, and you are ready to give up. (this conversation took place in my minds eye, but the laugh was out loud)
I laid under the car with my eyes shut, and I listened to him. He continued to gently teach me. Life is not meant to be easy - it's a test, not a vacation. (these are not his exact words.) You are going to have trials, but you need to have faith, and trust me to take care of you. I understand how you feel, but you are OK - think about your life a little bit. You have enough to eat, and a warm place to sleep. You have clothes, and your children are safe. You have friends and family that love you. There is no danger of you being homeless, or of you starving.
WHAT ARE YOU SO WORRIED ABOUT?
WHY ARE YOU SO ANGRY, AND FRUSTRATED?
It was not a long conversation. I realized I was a very lucky man, blessed beyond my own (poor) understanding. He told me I ought not to worry about such small things (I am sure he used the word "small".)
I lay under the car for a long time thinking. I thought about the night spent in the garden when blood flowed from every pore. I thought about the scriptures we have that foretold his coming - " But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed."
I thought about what he had told me -
More thoughts.......... the trial, the crown of thorns, the cross - and his Father, leaving him, letting him pass his own test and watching him qualify, as he knew he would.
I thought about his words from the book of John " These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."
He has overcome the world. He died, but now he lives. He experienced it all, he knows how I feel. He understands my suffering - small compared to his. So small, yet so important to me then, and so important to him that I learn, and understand.
I know you know.
Yet, even when we know, it helps to understand that others know too, and that they care about us. Our feelings, our stress, our frustration, our trials. Yours are real, they are important - he cares about you personally. Many others of us do also.
I thought it strange, the way he called me out of my misery. Looking back I see he knows best. He always knows best.
I don't know how long this life will last for me, or what it will bring.
I do know he will be there, that he will not fail me or forsake me. I think you know the same, I think your mother knows it also.
Please understand, Your trials are not small, but his power to heal is large ehough for them too. It is differet, but it is the same. I sincerely doubt you will find him laughing at you, but his help will be the right thing, at the right time, as it was for me.
May you find rest these next few weeks. May he lift your burdens, calm your mind, and soothe your spirit.
SS
That was beautiful, SS. Thank you for sharing it. I always like to be reminded of things, even if I already knew them. You are so right that it matters to remember again that He cares, and that others care.
In some ways it is difficult facing a season that is all about a pregnant woman having a Baby, when I should be pregnant but am not.
But what I cling to is that that Baby came to give my baby life, along with all those who love His appearing.
I am so blessed. I have my family and all of you, we are safe and warm and dry, and I have so many hand-me-downs that I can hand my hand-me-downs down again. (I love hand-me-downs, and understand perfectly the delight of just once in a while having something all-new, like my special Christmas coat from AJ.)
We are well.
Just a funny little story to illustrate my cheese-paring ways.
Yesterday, AJ ripped my undies off me.
Please don't feel the need to close your eyes. He was not overcome with passion, at least not of that variety.
My undies have gotten to be in a rather sad condition. Mom got me a few pairs for my anniversary present, which is why I even have any decent ones left. The couple of pairs I had broken down and gotten at Wal Mart for $1.50/ea had met sad fates. Neaksis' dog chewed one pair, and the other I ruined the day I found out the baby died, because I could not bear to try and clean them.
So....I was wearing one of my less optimal pairs. They were pretty enough, and you couldn't see any of the holes, but I had not noticed that their condition had deteriorated to the point where one side strap was reduced to a single thread.
AJ noticed.
R-R-R-R-I-I-I-I-I-I-P-P-P-P!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As he threw them trimphantly in the garbage, he announced that he was going to get me some more undies come Friday. So like it or not, I am going to get something else new.
Morning all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
ok evening for many of you.
CHildren chilren everywhere not a place to hide!!! thats my house this morning.
The first day of school holidays wher for 8 'blessed' weeks the anklebiters are home usually with mum NON STOP.
We have Lisa neice, Sean Nephew, Lisa & Tom friends children while their Mum & Dad are in China with grandparents, and of course bright smiley Mikey who thinks that all these kids coming up and tickling him is the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Of course the down side is they the house just rings with that particular level of screeching that only young children can produce. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak if I watch that stupid show again ..just boot me..lol
Now I watch the history channel, or the Crime channel or news channel or cooking channel .... reading a lot of books these days.
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Oh sure neak ......... what an excuse!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
next you will be telling me Santa is going to bring me Aussie home for Xmas ...darn that would be a big stocking wouldn't it?
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Last night watched a program called 'Wild Sex' - no don’t get excited - it was a science program discussing sexual behaviour in the animal kingdom & then comparing to Human behaviour.
What was interesting and rather sad was the latest report from the University of Queensland - only 2 weeks old - which was an AUSTRALIA wide survey of 100,000 adults in the work place ......... 41% have had or were having workplace affairs with a fellow married worker BUT less than 20% of those persons actually ever admitted to their husband or wife that they had cheated. Most of those were a result of being caught. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
There was no difference in % numbers of those cheating between men or women. AND there was little or no remorse in most of those surveyed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
What was interesting in a sad way was that those few who actually ended up divorced over the affairs - & it was only a few which would seem to back up Harleys own observations - and then married or went to live with the person they cheated with, were SO SO shocked to find this person cheated on THEM!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
They couldn’t UNDERSTAND how they could do that to them???? What the ??????
It was like watching DUMB and DUMBER in real life.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So, SS, did you fix your vehicle? Or just gain insight? Not that insight's a bad thing, but you still can't drive it to the store! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Neak, your story of your undies ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) reminds me of your GP and GM. He always hated it that she'd wear her nylons with runs in the toes or up high under her skirt where they didn't show. It wasn't till they actually peeked out into public that she'd throw the things away. Some of his bitterest complaints ever heard came as he watched her put one of those ratty pairs on her body. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Glad the fog post was well-received. I found it deliciously-ironic, myself. I woke up today trying frantically to get everybody on the cruise ship before it sailed, and we weren't ready, and everybody wasn't there on time, and I was supposed to work and be on the ship at the same time. And for some odd reason, we weren't taking Neaksis and her kids. I have no idea why. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I was overjoyed to wake up, frankly, and quit the useless scurrying, even if it was still foggy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW. Never saw that show. After Viet Nam and MS, I never liked war movies again...and that's been 40+ years. I like to watch "Headlines" on Monday night on the Tonight Show (10 minutes of language bloopers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), and American's Funniest Home Videos (an hr. of men falling down and getting hit in the crotch--my kind of show! OK, to be fair children women, and animals fall down, too, but it's the doubling-over/Aie-e-e-e-e-e stuff that really cracks me up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />) Don't like drama. There's enough of that each month in paying my bills and balancing my check book. You're not helping anything by stirring up your anxieties. If the truth were told, anxieties have their own stick, and stir themselves up enough without any help from anybody else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Well, HP is home. Guess I should go pay some attention him. Besides, he's got 2 pairs of pants he wants fixed, and it would be well-received if I took the orange thread out of my machine and repaired his stuff. Although the orange thread would have a interesting effect. Hm-m-m-m-m. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi tL
well, yes you are 100% correct.
I had this strange thought it would help .... of course after I puked seeing Saving private Ryan I should have known better.
Watching ELGaziah news was/is bad enough ...its like you dont want to hear it but are uncontrollably drawn to it.
Dont buy newspapers now, no radio news, just the odd TV news.
Like if I dont hear it or see it it didn't happen. Denial is a BIG river in Egypt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
ok off with the kids to the park ... time to terrorise the neighbourhood and lower house values <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You don't know how good it is to find out that we're not the only ones who depreciate property values by our mere presence! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
After thinking for a while, I picked up the bolt and tried it again. It went right in the first time. I think I was completely finished with clean up and everything within 15 minutes after that. After assembly, It worked correctly, with no other problems.
I learned a great deal from that - more than at first meets the eye. I think you know what I mean.
I get a great deal more help now, then I used to get. It is much needed, and much appreciated.
Faith is an interesting thing. It requires us to learn about God, but it also requires us to learn about ourselves.
I am hoping and praying your troubles are resolved in a pleasing manner.
SS
Well, shortly I'm going to be off to the doctor to ask her about the problem I'm not supposed to describe even on the feminine hygiene products list, and I'm sure I'm not supposed to mention that I had to wear a diaper last night so I wouldn't have to keep getting up.
It occurs to me that for anyone reading this who didn't see my previous questions, that sentence might give a wrong impression. Just in case anyone like that wonders, I am not incontinent, either accidentally or on purpose.
I am sure I don't have an infection, though I do have a splitting headache this morning. Other than that, we'll see what the doc has to say.
ok off with the kids to the park ... time to terrorise the neighbourhood and lower house values <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Keep it up. If you can get it cheap enough around there we could afford to move over and be neighbors. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Just in case anyone like that wonders, I am not incontinent, either accidentally or on purpose.
Don't let her kid you. Leaks like a drippy faucet, that girl does! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'd be more critical, but coming from me, that would be like the pot calling the kettle
damp! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
At least I know, since you're online chatting about your issues, that you didn't bleed to death during the night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'll be up by 1100 so you can call me if you need to be admitted to the hospital. I'll just walk to Stockton and pick up the kids if you need me to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> (It's 30+ miles. That was a joke. So was the part about involuntary emission of one's kidney products. At least for her anyway! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />)
t&l
Well, I could just picture everyone picturing me lying there in bed. "I really need to go to the bathroom. I ought to get up, but I sure don't want to. Sigh. Oh! Wait! I have a diaper on tonight! Whew. ...............................Ahhhhhhhh."
The bedding was saved, but not my clothes. Maybe I should have just slept in a plastic bag.
Good guess that I didn't bleed to death during the night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I could just picture everyone picturing me lying there in bed. "I really need to go to the bathroom. I ought to get up, but I sure don't want to. Sigh. Oh! Wait! I have a diaper on tonight! Whew. ...............................Ahhhhhhhh."
I know. I thought about the interesting mental image you presented. How lazy would you have to be to do
that? At 34? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Maybe I should have just slept in a plastic bag.
You know, wee should just go ahead and dance naked for everyone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Goodness knows these unfortunate people have already seen everything else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Um, that should be "we", not "wee". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Sounds too moist. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
[i][b]I'M THIRTY-THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I shouldn't try to do mental math after being up all night! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> However, when I was calculating, I DID count up the correct # of years since 1971, only forgetting that was when HP and I got married, not when you were born. Oopsie! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
QUIT ANSWERING ME SO I CAN QUIT ANSWERING YOU!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Was that an apology? I guess contrition is in the eye of the beholder! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
oh yes ..the nappy saga ..... fun isn't it - you know if it was men ....they'd be holding who can write their names contests or wee further than the others <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
then go boast about it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Let's be fair. If women had equipment which allowed them to engage in such competitions I can't say that we wouldn't succumb to the temptation ourselves. It's hard to work up a good contest, though, when all you can do is make a puddle straight down at/on your own feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Interesting idea, though. What would women compete with (and over), if we had the same mindset that so many men bring to their body parts? Breast implants don't count. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I finally got around to posting a few more trip pictures. It takes a LONG time to upload when you've got dial-up. It also means I can't hear what happened to Neak till I get offline...and I don't know about you guys, but I'm really curious to know what happened.
Necklace of dog, porpoise, and human teeth I'm sure they all died peacefully and naturally--and above all,
in comfort--after which tranquil demise their teeth were respectfully and gently extracted to make this decorative piece of jewelry! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Shark-tooth Sword The teeth on this thing were set in 4 rows--2 pointing forwards, and 2 pointing backwards--so that no matter whether the sword was being thrust in or pulled out, something was slicing while something else was tearing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I realize a guy with a machine gun is more dangerous, but still, it had to be pretty intimidating to see a large, angry warrior coming at you with one of these things in his hand! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What a lovely afternoon she had attended by 3 small children without entertainment to distract them during a long afternoon of watching <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> their mom get a variety of intimate examinations involving machinery and fingers and unfortunate body fluids. I hear she made somewhat of a mess of the Drs' office table when pressure was applied to her uterus from inside and outside simultaneously. Glad I wasn't doing cleanup after THAT exam! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> She can tell you her own details, and the VERY special contributions the Dervish made to his mother's gynecological evaluation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I was going to tell you about the letter I got today from a voice from the past, but I'm too sleepy and am going to bed before I actually ooze off onto the floor.
Maybe in the morning, when coherence returns to slumberland... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I was going to tell you about the letter I got today from a voice from the past, but I'm too sleepy and am going to bed before I actually ooze off onto the floor.
Maybe in the morning, when coherence returns to slumberland...
Hey! No big tease and off to bed stuff! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
You know, wee should just go ahead and dance naked for everyone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Goodness knows these unfortunate people have already seen everything else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
After a threat like THAT, we might want to consider doing all future posts in Braille, so that folks who want to read what's been said without running the risk of being struck blind by an unexpectedly-nude thought could still close their eyes and just do the conversations with their fingertips. Masks (opaque) are sold on the feminine hygiene products aisle. Right next to the Braille instructional books. We want you to always feel safe here, you know and protected from random outbursts of TMI! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l's zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz's
Honestly, the whining of some people. Ambien makes the typewriter keys dance back and forth which makes typing somewhat difficult...for some reason. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just briefly, I got a card from a couple that I cared for somewhere around 8-9 years ago when they had premie quadruplets that all died over a period of 4-5 days. I'd take care of her a lot while she was in the hospital trying to save the pregnancy and became so very fond of them. I visited them a few years back, and since then they've adopted two daughters, but the son they were supposed to have been given last month was take back by the birth mother, leaving them with the responsibility to fulfill their part of the contract and pay over $5,000 for her care even though she's still got the baby. Nice, nice people--them, not the Biomom. Couldn't ask to know nicer folk. Every year we write to each other at Christmas, and I got her letter today. In it, she thanked me for giving her a copy of Neak's book and praised it with these words: "First off, I wanted to thank you so much for the signed copy of your daughter's book. What an honor and privilege to have an actual signed copy of such an amazing piece of work. The book was unbelievable--your daughter is so incredibly talented. Please tell her both Paul and I read it and enjoyed it very, very much. Again, many thanks to you and your daughter for thinking of us."
I was glad to show it to Neak this afternoon after she came back from the hospital. Neak loves hearing that people have enjoyed what she's writtien, and I figured it looked like she'd had a day when she could use a good uplifting compliment, and it made her smile. Especially where she said the book was unbelievable, which can be interpreted 2 ways, only one of them complimentary to the author. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Neak can pick the one she wants.
t&l
UNBELIEVABLY WONDERFUL, of course.
Maybe my pasty complexion did look like it needed a little cheering. But even the best day can be improved by a nice round of effusive compliments!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
[quote]I'll copy this over to Mom's thread, too.
My first stop this morning was the OB/GYN's office. In some ways it was hard to be surrounded by hordes of pregnant women, but I tried not to look too much. We didn't have to wait a terribly long time, because they were almost ready to close up for lunch.
I will have to take a picture of the Dervish with his hat. AJ got it for him the other day, and he has not taken it off even to sleep. It is like a multicolored jester hat, but made out of felt. He loves it, but those three prongs coming out the back are one of the most ridiculous things I have seen. So in each place I mention his name, picture this little kid with three brightly colored horns sticking up at least eight inches out of his head.
Dr. B needed to do a bimanual exam, and sent the kids out into the hallway while she poked and prodded me. While I was half nekkid and spread out, the Dervish opened the door from the hallway. "Hi Mama! I want to see!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
The Dr. thought it was either an infection starting up, or that I had maybe retained something after the delivery. She prescribed antibiotics for over the weekend, and set up a sonogram at the hospital only a 1/2 hour from then.
The sonogram lady was clever enough to put me into a gown. We had the only printer for the whole radiology department, apparently, because there she was trying to concentrate on the procedure while the Dervish scampered around waving OTHER PEOPLE'S pictures! "Look at dis one! And dis one!"
The worst was during the vaginal ultrasound. We chased the kids to the other side of the curtain, under protest. The first clue we had that any of them were back was when a little Dervish voice said, "Look, Mama, I see da blood on yer butt!!!" Ack! Go away, little kid! Didn't your mama teach you any manners?!?
While waiting in line at Wal Mart to drop off my prescription, he started chatting with the girl behind us, Heather. He showed her my hospital bracelet. "Look, my mama hafta see da docker..."
You may believe I changed that subject as quickly as I could.
So we'll see by how I am on Monday if I have to have the D&C or not. I'm hoping not, though a little nap sounds kinda nice after my adventure.
Maybe my pasty complexion did look like it needed a little cheering. But even the best day can be improved by a nice round of effusive compliments!
As can chocolates and flowers, cuddles, kissyfaces ... oh did I mention CHOCOLATES!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now just so you know I haven't got too mellow amd mummified -- mummified hehhehe - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Spouse's Slam Army - Again
Friday, 9 December 2005
.... the wives of SAS soldiers held a second interview and told the national news sevices ...... [boy are WE popular right now - NOT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />]
"The other spouses affected by the deployment had tolerated many military operations including Timor, Afghanistan, Iraq, the Gulf War and now Afghanistan again, but they all agreed the organisation for this deployment was a shambles, Sarah [not her real name]said. "Nothing compares to the shambles of how this has been conducted," Sarah said. "It's been a case of Chinese whispers – we don't know what's happening. "It's basically been up in the air since the PM’s announcement in June."
At the time of the interview with the media, Sarah had not been personally contacted by anyone in the military with an offer of support stated Sarah. She had been visited by many other wives all feeling much the same way and struggling with the long term separation of their husbands over the last 5 years. Her husband - lets call him Ross - was given 6 hours notice before being deployed. She is unlikely to see her husband for 12 months.
When Ross was leaving, Sarah said his boss gave him his business card and said she could call him anytime – but she said that was little consolation and cold comfort to new parents.
The family also had planned to leave Australia to travel overseas next week – now mother and baby are going by themselves….. apparently being deployed into a war is not a valid reason for cancellation and refund of the prepaid holiday. The family had been saving and planning for this trip since her husbands return from Iraq 12 months ago."
I can't see why you're not popular...........
The sonogram tech, we'll call her Pam, was another person who could have used sensitivity training at that hospital. Here I was, in the same room where they did the formal sono to prounounce Dillon dead, and when she found out I had been almost 20 weeks, began to blather about how big he must have been, "because MY baby is 21 weeks, and I know how big HE is..."
I had not even noticed she was pregnant till she said that, and just went a little deeper into the Zone.
She was nice, and I wouldn't dream of complaining to the hospital. I'm sure she meant no harm at all; there was just a certain lack of tact in her approach.
sensitivity training ??????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
whats "sensitivity" ?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh you mean when I 'called' the Army Chief a lying SOB sack of [censored] I should have added 'Sir" ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> [Aussie once told me you could get away with ANYTHING as long as you said 'SIR']
SIGN ... Well I thought about saying it anyway. I refrained ... terrible good show of self restraint dont you think?
Neak You would have been impressed..I stood there and nodded and said nothing [ME saying nothing??]... of course I wanted to ... but then I thought well if I did "I" would become the focus point because of Aussie and not the issue.
Besides, 'Sarah' and the others were so angry I wouldn't have got a word in edge ways. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Though I am anxious about her going OS with the baby by herself. I'm trying to persaude her to ask a friend or get her mum across to go with her, even offered to pay her mums airfare from the East [then the girls said they would put $50 each in as well aren't they great!!] ... you have to understand she has NOTHING ...they just moved into this new Defence force rented home..nice with a pool etc ..but she has virtually nothing the poor kid.
Our rep on the family support org is seeing the PM's office to try and get the Army to buy the holiday & give it to some family under stress - maybe one of those who got hurt - so she can settle in here and feel safe with her new baby.
That poor girl. I hope the army can be shamed into doing something for her.
Neak says to say she's OK and will try to be online later...if she's allowed out of bed! Which, being interpreted, is: she's pasty white, subject to dizzy spells, and having what feel to her like heart palpitations even though she can't feel her carotid pulse speed up. In other words, she's just fine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh good. I want my bedtime story.
Tell her I laughted hysterically at the Devish's actions in the doctor's office.
The Dervish wore that hat to church today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I told Neak she has to take a picture of him wearing the thing, and post it. Believe me, her description of it doesn't do it justice. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Speaking of kids going to church. I belong to a very, very conservative church. When my boys were teens they both had shaved heads and 10" tall spiked mohawks. I used to cringe a little when we walked into church.
neak
just you take it a bit easy ok?
GET better, stop running around... a few dishes in the sink will not cause the world to stop you know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I know with the dervish - why do kids go through the dervish stage [why do boys/men stay in it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />] ah the unknown questions of life - it may seem impossible but a bit of dad time over the weekend wont hurt AJ, he'll like it and you'll get some rest.
Keeping busy is both a blessing and a drain on you I guess rigt now. big hugs dear [[[[[[neak]]]]]] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thanks, sweetie. Well, I am taking it easy....for me.
We just found out our heater is busted, probably from the power outage this morning. It worked before. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But on the bright side, we will get to initiate our beautiful fireplace that we haven't used even once in 2 years.
B, I am just shaking my head at your boys. Kids are so, so, KIDS!!!
Well, Neak, wait till yours are teenagers. I was quite embarrassed. But they have been good boys, kind and decent. They always got good grades, never were in trouble, no drugs, etc. Plus they faithfully went to church and youth group.
Sorry you have been going through so much lately.
(From my thread.) It was the first week the new pastor came, not even to preach, but just to meet everybody. I had heard really good things about him from Neaksis, who had heard good things about him from the other members of the board, and lots of other people.
His wife is a beautiful woman. Her first husband was Muslim, and she even went with him to Saudi Arabia (I think Mom said that's where it was). She has written a book about her experiences, I believe the title is "Out From Behind the Veil", and I'm pretty sure her name is Esmie Brannan. Or close to it. Hey, I was rattled by the time I got done, ok?
We chatted a bit, Esmie and I, but they had a previous appointment that afternoon and had to leave, so she excused herself. I shook her hand firmly, saying, "It's SO nice to meet you. I've heard nothing but good things about you..........so far."
Sadly, the floor did not open to swallow me, and I was left stammering something about, "Heh heh, not that that implies that I expect to hear something bad about you later!"
Then I walked away with as much dignity as I could muster. It wasn't much.
The sympathy is appreciated, Believer. I think I'm getting fatalistic. I am almost to the place where I could bring myself to ask what next?
You are still very young. There are seasons in life where it seems so dark that you almost give up hope. But the Lord has plans for you. I'm sure of that. So hang in there girlie, to see what waits ahead.
I feel old right now.
And I hope God does not have too many more drawn-from-real-life-experience books for me to write.
Sigh. But even if He does, you are right that He has plans. And His plans are always for the best.
YOU feel old neak? Crikey I think there are times when I make Aussies Aunt feel young.... and shes 85. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But you are going through a hard patch so take a bit of time to smell the roses a moment or two. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The fire place is romantic hint hint !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> of course the key question now is who does the wood chopping??
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I was reading my log I had done on request of my doctor when I was working on understanding what happened to 'us'. I had to think back & record the big issues I felt guilty about and why. It was very mixed up with Aussies injuries, PTSD & the affair.
A very confused mix
My husband can't sleep.
At night, in the warm summer heat of our Perth home he shares with me & his 2 children, he surfs the Internet, roams the house, the yard the neighbourhood. He lies down and gets up again. He drinks a beer and stares out the window at the black fire burned hills beyond our home to the east. Hours pass. He can't sleep. Before the war, he could have six beers and sleep like a baby anywhere anyplace at a drop of a hat, but now that works against him.
Drinking may help get his head to the pillow, but it also ratchets up the nightmares. For a while, he sweated out his bad dreams on the living room couch, and it drove me crazy. I would come out from the bedroom, touch his shoulder, ask what the problem was. He would just turn his back to me and not say a word. Now I know better than to ask, though occasionally when the silence between us is too deep, I'll put it out there, What're you thinking about?
“You” or '' Mazar-I-Sharif,'' he'll say. The pain is equal. And then the silence falls again.
He pops Ambien to coax some sleep. Then another. The results are mixed. On the advice of his doctors, he is taking three different pills for pain, a pill for swelling and another pill for depression. There are days when he is unrecognizable to himself, a bloke who a few years ago was a loving friendly man & gentle - strange that - and who is now engaged in what can feel like a never-ending battle to see his own future brightly. Death crawls around him like a insidious lover.
The only person who understands him is his mates, all of them restless, all of them much the same as my H according to their wives. If you ask them they will say ''I can talk to me mates -- I can't talk to my wife,''
I have spoken to many who were there when he was injured, when they thought he was dying. I have read the official version which even now is heavily edited for security reasons. The 50 yr rule applies apparently. But I have what they told me and what I have pieced together, what hes not told and what he remembers and mutters about half asleep.
I have his nightmare and I can do little. Being sorry, the regrets, are meaningless.
Some has changed some hasn't ....... interesting ..life can be stranger then you ever think.
Hi AW--Sorry I can only pop in and out for a moment. Another horrendous night, and I finally got rebellious (after 11 hrs.) and said I was taking a 10-minute break. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm tired of nursing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
It's all Neaksis' fault. SHE'S the one who asked what else could go wrong!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Yesterday morning while they were getting ready for church, the power went out. The girls live a couple of miles from each other, and neither one of them had any electricity. Neaksis showed up at church with a wild-haired Diva and some curling irons because they couldn't do any fixing at home. By the time Neak left around 10 or so, the power was back on again. After church Neaksis' group stayed for the potluck. Neak's family got hustled home so mama could lounge around the afternoon in wilting lassitude. Eventually Neaksis took all the kids back to Neak's house and when I got over there just before 6PM, Neaksis was just leaving to go to the school Christmas play.
I left Neak's house at 6PM to go to work, and decided to run into Neaksis' house on my way past to scavenge for my missing cell phone. When I walked in the door, I smelled smoky, hot electrical wires, and heard this unidentifiable roaring sound, which I followed to the kitchen. There I found the garbage disposal running fiercely, so I turned it off, ran water down the drain to cool things off, and left for work. I thought someone had left it running when they left for the Christmas play, and wondered what kid had been so dumb. As it turns out, Semi-Brow was using the garbage disposal in the morning when the power went off, and being a juvenile doofus, hadn't turned it off when it quit for lack of juice...so it had been running non-stop for eight hours, ever since the power came back on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And from the smell of things, it was awfully close to ignition when I "accidentally" walked through the door in search of my elusive phone.
How nasty would THAT be--coming home from the Christmas play to find your home burned to the ground? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> So, Neaksis, don't you DARE ask what next? It could be you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
YIKES tl
see what I mean??????
Thats why I like the Residual Current devices - RCD's - we had put in the house when we built it.
Any inquiring little minds can stick a fork in the toaster - ummm Aussie I mean <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - and NOT get electrocuted.
ANY electrical unit -like the garbage disposal -if it got hot the circuit shuts down ..well I hope it does.
It does work you know.. it decided to become faulty on a weekend - Of course it had to be a long weekend - and no power until I had to pay a contractor 5 times the normal rate to fix it...the mortgage on that is paid up soon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Ahh the challenges of life ....
SO SO glad you got to that unit before it became a fire!!
Go buy a Lotto ticket for Xmas tl ... you just gotta win!!
Hey Mom - see if I let you borrow my cell phone again.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Don't worry, I will be able to pick it up on my way past Neaksis' house.
Cell phones: 2 T&L: 0
Hey AJ - Good to see you posting again. You are always welcome here. Sorry about your phone. Good luck getting it back.
Hey Mom - see if I let you borrow my cell phone again.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Don't worry, I will be able to pick it up on my way past Neaksis' house.
Cell phones: 2 T&L: 0
Boy, that Neaksis has a
BIG MOUTH!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> she wasn't supposed to tell
you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I think I'm going to have to quit carrying cell phones in my coat pocket, that's that I think...assuming I ever get to have a cell phone again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi Believer, I think I need to get Mom a coat for Christmas. One with deep pockets and snaps like the one I got my dear wife.
Mom, call Dad. Also, he will be home soon.
Hey guess what. Esmie Branner, your new Pastor's wife, did marriage counseling for Flard and I back in the day. Oddly weird.
I'm at the computer lab writing my final papers for classes, so I need to run. Just checking in.
Love,
Me
I meant "Pre-marriage" counseling. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
gellnjen - Sounds like you're working real hard in the computer lab.
AJ - Yes, a coat like you got your wife! That would be most excellent.
hee hee, working hard indeed. I just spent 40+ minutes catching up on MB, listening to music with my head phones on, dreading the thought of writing that very first sentence to open up my 15-page paper, due tomorrow!! Its a take home test, so its not that difficult, just time consuming. I'll be online for quite a while! Goody! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
YIKES! What is the paper about? Maybe we can help.
The paper is about the Renaissance <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
What was “Renaissance Humanism?”
How did women experience the Renaissance?
What political, civic, economic, and/or military factors contributed to the growth and development of the Renaissance?
I get to talk about neo-Platonism, Dante, Petrarch, luxury consumption, conspicuous consumption, urban development of the Renaissance, Machiavelli, Pico, Christine de Pizan(the first Femenist!) rhetoric, the classics, and a bunch of other stuff Hiphip horray!
For instance, men of the Renaissance concur in one conclusion: "that the behavior of women is inclined to and full of every vice." OH GOODY!!!!!!! Christine de Pizan, in her book, "The Book of the City of Ladies" (1405) says, "Alas, God, why did You not let me be born in the world as a man, so that all my inclinations would be to serve You better, and so that I would not stray in anything and would be as perfect as a man is said to be?"
I can already hear Thndr snorting, all the way in Washington State <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> However, Christine was full of hyperbole, and in her book later refutes all conceptions of women as vile, temptresses, [email]Wh@res[/email], etc.
Indeed, I am having a blast--as fun as a snail who has just been squashed.
Ok, so I wasn't going to go into further detail into my paper, but this was too fascinating to not pass up!
"The citizens of a city--it is supposed to be Siena [in Italy]--once had a general who had liberated them from hostile oppression; every day they deliberated about how to repay him, and they concluded that no reward within their means would be great enough, not even if they made him lord of the city. At last someone rose and said, "Let us kill him and then worship him as our patron saint." And that is precisely waht they did with him, mor or less what the Roman senate did with Romulus."
Grrrreeeeaaaatttt. A bunch of Renaisance geniuses hard at work.
Oops - I won't be any help on this one.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I can already hear Thndr snorting, all the way in Washington State <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Oops! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Sorry. Didn't realize it was that loud! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I am SO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O glad I'm no longer in college!
I almost forgot how nice the fireplace is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Hi AJ,
This is a post and run, cause my W just called me, but I hope all is well, or close to it at your house.
Hi T&L,
I've been praying for you.
Are you OK?
I don't mean "will you be OK," or "This is a standard greeting."
I want to know how you are.
My W really did call, I need to go.
Hi everyone, see you later.
SS
gellnjen - hope you got your paper done!
B how are you? sre things well for you truly? I do so hope they are
AJ - good to see you on mb ..hope you are ok and that you had a romantic time with the fireplace hehehe
cutting wood is so much fun isn't it? is that a NO ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
oh well lets hope the heater is fixed without TOO much trouble or $$..fingers crossed.
Neak ...get some rest? Hope you did!
TL ...not another busy night I hope????
well reading on these old notes is strange but very real still in many ways. The guilt doesn't seem as overwhelming now ..but still there . a big black monster . well read on ..I shall <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I did get some rest, and normally we take turns chopping wood. I know you must be surprised, but sometimes he chops, too.
AJ laughed waaaaay to much at my bitter grumblings that any fireplace romance would have to be all about him, under current circumstances. I have never ever been so deprived as during the last just-over-a-month. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> At least he's having a good time.
Watch out for big black monsters, whether they are yours or somebody else's.
Grrrr. The Dervish just blew out my baby fire, so I'm going to have to go restart it.....again.
Well yes neak I was thinking he was going to do a runner on that wood chopping!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Boys WILL be boys neak!!! lol
I remember AUSSIE HAD TO CHOP about 10 jarrah tree rounds most cool mornings ...we didn't have electric heaters or gas heaters just slow combustion stove that DID NOT WORK to heat the house .....
Of course it did not help that the Army placed the house OVER a stream did it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It was a good idea at the time.
Ever had to cook on a wood fired oven..sounds romantic doesn't it? NOT !! lived & got warm on love lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well some more deep thoughts from days gone by ....
My husband can't sleep. - con't this is what I have been able to piece together ..
My H and his team had fought a Taliban group some minutes before. He and his men moved on past the fallen Taliban moving quickly towards the sound of helo's coming closer. All around them, the land was lit by the massive explosions impacting on the airfield and military base. One of his men described it as a massive fireworks display…..except they were inside it.
The helo’s landed to picked my H & his team up & my h got his men moving towards it running. His Sergeant turned around to my H and told me he watched my H’s face suddenly contort and change. My H stumbled forward one last step and collapsed into his arms. Both of them fell down.
My H has told me jokingly he felt a hot then cold burning slice into his back and leg, he had a flash of thought. "Not that fu*king leg again," ... then a dry earth smell and taste of sand and he thought, "Fu*k"...and then all faded into darkness. Nothing. He can't remember anything else.
They thought he had bought it. He says by pure luck, he was still alive, I think God was holding him very tightly that day.
I dont know if I want to know anything else. Its enough or too much.
Wow, it's hard enough reading that about Aussie when I only know him through the keyboard. I can't imagine reading that about my own H. And yet if it happened, I think I'd rather know than not know.
Thank you for sharing with us.
he had a flash of thought. "Not that fu*king leg again,"
What do you mean "
again?" How many times has this man done this sort of thing? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm surprised you aren't a blithering idiot by now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Sweetie, there are thousands of dollars riding on today's work. I hope it starts early, lasts late, and goes well. If your brother's still there to help, wake him up. If he doesn't want to wake up, call me and I'll wake him up for you.
Well, girls, I've done it! I've found poor, dead Kewpie's Ms. Arabia. I know her address. I know her telephone #. Same birthdate, same name. I'm going to send her a certified letter with a few items of proof in it, but hold off on all his memorabilia until I'm sure it would be given to little Burma as a memento of her dad.
I'm thinking it's time for a new saga here pretty soon, although I've still got one last episode of the Hawaii trip to tell. Anybody up for another extremely weird, long, perhaps even "verbose" ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, Gell) story? Kewpies Kaleidescope of Knots... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What do they call it when it's all the same letter, but not alliterative? I really don't know.
If you see this before I get ahold of you, I got good news at the doc's, then bad news again when I got home. If I'm still having trouble tomorrow, I'm supposed to stop eating and drinking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Are you going to tell us the good news? Or the bad?
Oh, just that I was not bleeding at the doctor's, except for a teeny discoloration on the glove, and had started up again by the time I got home.
If I am still bleeding in the morning, I am almost guaranteed a D&C for Christmas, oboy. Thus no eating and drinking, so she can do the procedure the same day.
Good grief!?! How am I supposed to fit in the meeting with the teacher, the appraisal, the heater guys coming back out, AND a yucky medical procedure, all in the same day???????? Even with Neaksis' help, that's pretty tough, since she also has to coordinate with an orthodontist appointment in the morning, and picking her kids up from school in the afternoon.
Hopefully I will just stop bleeding and slip back into the wait-and-see mode. That would be by far the most convenient.
Neak.. get it done if you have to ..no avoidance now..thats MY job!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Sitting in the Insitute of managements Computer Science Lab being sciencey ... while the day care centre a few doors down in the building is being trashed by 'my' kids ... I dont hear anything ... nope refuse to.. lalalallalalalalla
back to table creation programming ..MS Access sucks!!!
Tl lets see...5 wounds & 2 brakes ..and counting ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> you'd have thought a bit of variety would be wanted by now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW - I just took 2 classes on MS Access. Unfortunately I need it now, and have forgotten EVERYTHING.
Neak - Take care of your health. Maybe the Dervish can let the appraisers in. While they are there, he can let the heater guys in. And maybe he can go talk to the teacher.
ROFL, that would be the day. Have any of you ever read the classic short story, "The Ransom of Red Chief"? The Dervish often reminds me of the little boy from that supposedly fictional tale.
I'll try to find it later and post a link.
Don't worry, AW, I'll get it done if I have to, but you won't find me complaining if they say it's not necessary, either.
That was easy, right at the top of the list.
The Ransom of Red Chief
Yep - I remember that one - a GREAT story.
But seriously - take care of your health first. I know the appraisal is important, so see if SOMEONE can be there for that.
Fixing the heater is necessary, but you've made it this long, so probably can postpone.
The teacher will understand too, if you have to put off the meeting.
I'm sure I can cover the appraisal. We haven't done too badly for heat, considering that's supposed to be a decorative fireplace. But the teacher will kill me, yikes!
But seriously folks, if it came down to no other way, Neaksis, lucky Neaksis, could take the kids to the teacher's house Wednesday if she had to. It's less than 45 minutes away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Why couldn't I just get coal in my stocking like all the other naughty children?
I am only lightly twitchy about the whole thing, even if I have to have something done. Anything I get to sleep through can't be all bad.
This morning I found another mouse, about 2 days the wrong side of dead, squished in a trap in my laundry room. I really feel like the mice are at last losing. Especially after cleaning up the rodent smorgie under the boys' bed. Chips, crackers, cereal, nuts, it was all there. I'm sure the mice were dismayed to find their favorite eatery abruptly closed.
If I'm still having trouble tomorrow, I'm supposed to stop eating and drinking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I don't know about the eating, but I've always felt you'd be better off, and avoid a whole lot of unnecesary trouble to boot, if you'd just stop drinking! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Tl lets see...5 wounds & 2 brakes ..and counting ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> you'd have thought a bit of variety would be wanted by now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If he was going to develop a
bad habit, why couldn't he just chew his nails?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sure, I'm up for a story.
I keep thinking things ought to get better for ALL of you. I'm not in charge, which is a good thing..... But...... Wishing for improvement anyway.
Night all.
SS
Neak - Take care of your health. Maybe the Dervish can let the appraisers in. While they are there, he can let the heater guys in. And maybe he can go talk to the teacher.
What a mental image
that provides!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Why couldn't I just get coal in my stocking like all the other naughty children?
Coincidentally, I found lumps of coal today that are especially geared towards Christmas stocking use. It never occurred to me at the time to buy one for you, but now that I know you want one, I think I'll go back up and pick up a nice lump just for you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I keep thinking things ought to get better for ALL of you. I'm not in charge, which is a good thing..... But...... Wishing for improvement anyway.
Well, if you ever DO get to be in charge, fix things up for me, OK? I'm pooped. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l
MAMA has SPOKEN!!!!! watch out neak or you will be grounded!
[I still get grounded too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Speaking of Mums ..my parents anniversary is on this Thursday and we WERE going out for a family meal at a local bar & grill - being that the word 'bar' could lever dad out of the house - after finding out they were going to do nothing ..home from work and cook dinner ...that nice for mum isn;t it?? 44 yrs..... MEN!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now I wouldn't like to say Dad's antisocial but he hasn't met a person outside of the family in about 3 years!!! ok maybe I'm exaggerating ..but not by MUCH ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SO WE MAKE THE RESERVATION... now hes working up in Moore River for the next 3 days ...back Friday night or Saturday ... a bit all too 'handy' in my book!!
Taking mum out ourselves now.
Next time you'll have to find some way to trick him along. "Hey Dad, we're going to the Monster Truck Rally [or anything you think might tempt him] right now. Wanna come? We just have one little stop to make first..."
One little comment about the Kewpie story: it is going to seem unbelievable in places. Had I not lived it for myself, I would even doubt my own mother, taking into account her lifetime habit of truthfulness. Some of it was so far out there, that I am left wondering if I was really the crazy one and imagined it all. But if I did, everyone else in the family imagined it the same way.
But I did, I saw it, and I am willing to vouch for my own truthfulness. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Maybe fishing neak .... and a brewery tour with free tasting <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
ok where the full Kewpie story ....I'm intrigued now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
There ya go, you know what'll snag him.
Oh that's right, I have a funny story, more of how the Dervish copes with grief.
The other day he was in the back seat of the car. Without any particular warning, he could be heard sniffing and snuffling and whimpering.
"Dervish, what's wrong?" Expecting a nice long tattle.
"Sniff sniff, I miss Baby...... Baby....... Our Baby!"
I suppose eventually he will be able to remember his name. I am so proud I managed not to laugh at him, to his face.
Hey Neaksis, it's Soap Time!
Oh what a little darling!! give him a big hug for me ... he may not understand everything but the little ones still have those moments. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes I think they can teach me, of course then they do <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
going to break up brother sister fight .. Lisa & Tom ..be back soon <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
in bed.... both of them...'hes a big stink bum - he take 'mine' doll did not, did so ..... what fun ...NOT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I liked this song that was just on the rsdio until I actually HEARD it .....
Two days past eighteen
He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens
Sat down in a booth a café there
Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy so she gave him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little low
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I've got no one to send a letter to
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?
I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Our love will never end
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter says a soldier's comin home
I dont like the ending !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
get this outa my head <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You know that was written by a guy.
I don't know about the eating, but I've always felt you'd be better off, and avoid a whole lot of unnecesary trouble to boot, if you'd just stop drinking! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> t&l
Neak, take up your cudgels and defend yourself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> How can you let uncouth, vindictive people make unjustified accusations against you without a word in your own defense?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Are you nuts? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Well, since she won't say it, I will. The whole joke of that was that she doesn't drink, and never has. At least never that she's admitted to me...which is better than the single drink I had 30 years ago that made me temporarily
extremely tall, and sick enough the next morning to vomit poached eggs, toast, peaches, and cottage cheese on the blacktop right in front of the service station restroom towards which I was headed at a high-but-not-quite-high-enough rate of speed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Neakbro is especially disapproving of that episode, since I was pregnant with him at the time and he's afraid it cost him a brain cell or two. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I think we'll save Kewpie's story until after Flard finishes his visit over Christmas. However, since we'll be talking about prisons and inmates, I thought I'd include this that I just posted over in the capital punishment brouhaha.
Identity Jack on Neak's computer:
When our family started doing prison ministries, and having contact with parolees on the streets, the kids and I discussed the fact that by doing this there was always the chance, even if it wasn't likely, that something would go wrong and one of us might end up dead. We made a pact that if this ever happened, that the ones who were left, once the survivors' acute grieving was under control, would make it their dedicated effort to lead the perpetrator to Jesus, repentance, and salvation so that death would neither have been in vain, nor have triumphed.
So--just my personal opinion--I think that if Mortarman's hypothetical killer was NOT a Christian, nor repentant, visits from someone whose only interest was in leading him to God would be more important, not less, than visits to the condemned man who was spiritually prepared to die.
t&l
T&L - My WH and I were very involved in prison ministry too. What a great place to keep the inmates attention! The last time we went to Donovan, we took motorcycles right into the yard there. The men flocked out, and were very talkative. One of the worst things about being in prison is the boredom.
I see Neak posting. Does that mean she made it through the day?
Grooooooooooaaaaaaannnnnnnn. (Yes.)
I am so sore and so tired. The appraisal is done, the kids stuff is all done, I am still just under observation for my "woman-trouble", and the only bad thing is the appraiser looked in some of the closets.
I am so glad I wasn't there. There were 2 or 3 of the closets where we crammed everything when time ran short, and he looked in at least one of them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> is so insufficient for something like that.
Ran across Gargamel today again. It's a good thing I'm too tired to work up any steam. Certainly I was not happy, but beyond the first fierce, "there is the woman my H had sex with", not too much else bad happened.
I want to move, though.
MoM
Call David ASAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OUT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
About what? Why are you rolling your eyes that way? He's not bringing a new girlfriend with him is he? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'd hate to have to work 24 hrs.a day for 2 weeks to guaranatee a civil tongue in my head! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I Like the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My Little Wife is
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Standing Up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hey AJ - You are stretching out the page with your rolling eyes and zzzzzzzz's! Put your little wife to bed.
Yea im trying <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'll go, but first I have to finish getting trounced at Yahtzee by my hubby and son. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I won! I won! I trailed oodles behind, and got a Yahtzee at the very end, winning by 7 points.
Nighty-night.
Somebody here once asked me what I did in my leisure time. I have no leisure time at home, but in Hawaii, I did...and here I am enjoying myself in my favorite way.
t&l's favorite vacation postureHere is the man I told you about who gave massages at the reunion. He's also the one you can see from the back (long, black ponytail) and in profile in the movie
The Wedding Singer. Not giving a massage. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Their loss, too! Sorry it's sideways, but I don't know how to rotate.
Pictures, that is. Personally, I'm always spinning like a top! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l and the trained masseur--ah, yes! t&l
Yea im trying <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Yes, you certainly are! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
here I am enjoying myself in my favorite way.
HEY!!!! Don't all you guys be making fun of me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> At least I can post a picture of me at MY favorite sport without having to include a
rating!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And, no, NO girlfriend for Flard. Really, that was a much duller call than it sounded like from the urgent request I received! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, time to fulfill my promise--or was it threat?--to post some of the poems my kids were forced to disgorge for me each year when they were younger. I used them for Christmas cards, and it cut WAY down on the amount of work I had to do. Unless, of course, you count all the nagging that went into getting them to perform, especially those boys. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It only went on for 3-4 years, and I haven't been able to find everybody's (lucky you!), but while cleaning today I came across this and it was a good excuse to take a break anyway.
Neak (1987)--age 15
Christmas--the best of the holiday seasons--
My favorite for all of the following reasons:
Peeking at presents down under the tree
To see if a few might be labeled for me;
Baking, and buying, and wrapping things, too--
Everyone's busy! There's so much to do.
Then much, much too soon, when the big day arrives
We find what's been happ'ning in everyone's lives.
Soon all will sit down for a big Christmas dinner.
And afterwards no one seems very much thinner.
In fact, a few stomachs have started to foam;
While still others look like they'll have to roll home!
With all the feasting and frolics, I'm willing to bet
That the spirit of Christmas we often forget;
How that long, long ago Christ came down to the earth
To be born in a stable, of low, humble birth.
Yet the wise men that saw Him bowed down in great joy,
To the King in a manger, a small baby boy.
He came down from heaven to show us God's love;
To give us a glimpse of our Father above.
He knows all our woes, for He lived as a man,
And He still understands us as no one else can.
He healed all the sick and He raised up the dead;
He then spoke just a word and the thousands were fed.
He welcomed all sinners, never turned them away...
He's still calling them to accept Him today.
When He died all alone on that tall, cruel tree
'Twas for only one reason--He loves you and me.
He would to be to us, our very best Friend;
And then offer to us a life without end.
Neakbro (1987)--age 12
I love this special time of year,
When school is out for the rest of the year.
I like the colored lights at night,
And when it's clear, the stars so bright.
The Christmas presents in bright array
Help to make it a special day;
And we can know the joy of giving,
That makes this life much more worth living!
But there's one gift o'er all the rest,
The gift God gave, the very best;
God gave His son for you and me,
So we could live eternally.
Neaksis (1987)--age 9
I love this special time of year,
When relatives come from all around;
But after Christmas lunch, I fear,
We'll each have gained at least a pound.
Although these Christmas joys are nice,
I'll never forget that terrible price
When Jesus died upon the cross,
To help gain back His terrible loss.
Beside the cross, poor Mary did weep
Because her Son she could not keep;
The Son God gave her with much sorrow,
So we could live with Him tomorrow.
t&l
I am going to go take 22 ZZZZZ's off AJ's post and see if that helps our pages any.
I don't know what's wrong with YOUR pages. My pages are fine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I found my cell phone, by the way. I prayed about it this morning and told God if I couldn't find it I'd report it lost and get a new one but to please help me since He knew where it was even if I didn't. Then I went back and looked everywhere I'd already looked and there it was...in a previously-searched site. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> What a relief!
t&l
Oh, good.
Hey, I don't have a phone yet. They'd better give credit for the time it couldn't be used.
The kids are fingerpainting. I WANT MY MOMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!
Like ???
Fingerpainting the walls?
The kids are fingerpainting. I WANT MY MOMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!
Well, good luck to you, and happy dreaming, darling. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> If your kids are fingerpainting, your mommy's going to be staying safely--and monochromatically--on the other side of the lake!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
They got it cleaned up at last, but the overpowering smell of too much Pine-sol is giving me a headache. How did I accomplish the miracle of getting them to clean up the table, chairs, floor, cupboards, and sink? I told them I would throw away the fingerpaint if they didn't.
They got it all clean. Rats!
HEY! And you didn't post a poem by Flard! He would really be ticked then if he knew it was posted for all to see! I await his beeeuutiful poetry. He hated doing it as a child. Actually, it was and is still a bad memory of Christmas time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />I used to have several of his poems somewhere. Funny thing is, he made me PROMISE not to turn them in to the poetry authorities (you and Neaksis). If I find it, I PROMISE to turn it in.
And. The papers have been submitted to the court, officially, today. December 14, 2005. I think I would have strangled him if he did it on my birthday, or our anniversary, or any other major date for us (June 24, July 4, July 10, October 22, etcetcetcetcetc).
Hey, yourself! You'd better find those poems quick!
Well, I am on my last probation. Any more bleeding, and I just go in.
HEY! And you didn't post a poem by Flard! He would really be ticked then if he knew it was posted for all to see!
There are at least 2 years of his missing from my collection. And if he found out and got too squiffy about it, I'd just post it under his
real name!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> So there!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Teach HIM to complain.
t&l
Morning all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm dreaming of a White Christmas ...how about you???
Dreaming of A White Christmas <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW, I see you have your Christmas all planned out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How are the kiddies?
What on earth are you doing up at this hideous hour? It's not like you're getting paid!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
ok back after a long time of feeding and cleaning ...its 11.00pm ...what a working day!
Kiddies are well and restless being on school holidays .... DD is going to help by keeping Tom & Lisa with her during the day for the next week as she is out of Uni until Feb now. Shes a darling. They get so bored in the child care room with me even when I take them for long walks along the river and to the play ground.
We drove to the barracks to attend a presentation for Aussies unit after work. It was very nice without fan fare, quiet and only a honour guard of soldiers to represent the unit itself.
I still don't like the big rock in the middle of the parade ground.
It has a number of quotes inscribed around the base like this one ..
To those who fight, and bleed with me this day.
For those who die with me.
This nation, indeed all the world will not forget you.
What you do is you duty as you see it.
As a Soldier, as a Spartan, IT IS WHAT YOU DO.
The gods will remember.
I salute you all. May you all die well and loved by those you care for.
Attrib Meander Thermopolye 480 BC
Obviously written by a man!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Do you think they would get upset if I had it taken away?? oh well one can THINK about it.
anyway we went on into the city and looked at the Christmas lights and went up to Kings Park which over looks the city and viewed them from there ...lovely ..a full moon as well .. darn no Aussie to take advantage <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
City from Kings Park Oh well hungry kids kept me busy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Bring on poetry Flards as well!!!
Do you think they would get upset if I had it taken away?? oh well one can THINK about it.
It'd be a lot easier if it were something that could be smuggled away under your coat. Lot harder to do that with a monolith! No time for poems this morning. Home late, have to get up early so I can leave early since the whole area is socked in with fog. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Which reminds me, I had some more fog ponderings the last time I had to drive in it. No time to ponder them either. Hope the sun is shining where YOU are, everybody.
t&l
It's foggy here, too.
I was up from 3:30 to almost 5:30, because I was helping AJ get ready for work, and it took me almost an hour to get sleepy after he left.
It was especially noble since I am not getting paid in the currency to which I am accustomed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Allrighty, I am ready for input on my NC4Me letter. With H-U-G-E effort, I managed to keep all spite out of it, and even unwelcomely large doses of truth. So help me out if something else still should be changed.
Gargamel,
There are several important items to cover. First, the final payment on my husband’s personal debt will be sent to you shortly after Christmas. The amount of $109.65 will cover the remainder, including the interest at a flat rate of 13%. An itemized list is attached. Also, when I asked AJ about the additional expenses that appeared as if they might be personal, he confirmed your belief that they were corporate instead.
The corporate attorney will be contacting you shortly with the response to your certified letter. The corporation owes a great deal of money besides the amount owed to you, and outstanding accounts payable will cover only about 1/7 of the total, if not less. The corporation is attempting to remain open for a short time to continue collection attempts that would help to soften the blow for its creditors. No representative of the corporation can make promises at this time of what might be able to be paid and to whom. Much depends on how much is collected, and how much is used in attorney fees in dealing with the legal aspects.
For the good of my family, I will no longer be handling the financial issues that relate to you. At any point when funds become available , whether in the form of a lump sum or a smaller amount at a time, and that are allocated to you, [thndrnltning]*(don't worry Mom, you shouldn't have anything worse to do than sign a few checks, and maybe IF she's being nice, email her to let her know they were sent)* will see that they are sent promptly.
With the legal personal obligation of my husband at an end upon the receipt of the last check, there is no further need of contact of any sort between you & I. As I said above, all further dealings between you and the corporation will be handled through other channels. Thus I will be blocking you from my email, just as AJ did at the time he chose to end the affair with you, and you will not be hearing from me again.
Sincerely,
Neak
I don't think I will last until the attorney actually sends his letter, since he is being so slow and I am not patient, but I think the way this is worded it wouldn't matter either way.
Ahhhh. I feel such a sense of accomplishment. I can't wait to send this, and have it all done.
ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!
I am such an Idiot!!!!!!
I was being all efficient and transferring the above letter into my email to save as a draft, so I don't have to have it on the computer. I am not wearing my reading glasses, and after I pasted it in I almost clicked SEND instead of SAVE. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I am eager to send it, but not quite that eager.
Hi SS. How's your weather?
Gosh, I would leave out the for the good of your family part. Also the part about AJ ending his affair. I would treat it as business only. Don't think I would put AJ's name in there either, just refer to him as my husband.
You need her to know that she was just a tiny bump in the road of life.
Should I still let her know I am blocking her from my email?
Never mind, I think I am going to hyperventilate and die now.
I incorporated your excellent suggestions, and this time I did press send instead of save. HELP!!!!!!!! Except it's too late for help.
Must have been the right thing to do. Now batten down the hatches and expect some contact. She is not going to be happy about this little development.
Oooh, I think I hear her screaming and cursing all of the way down here in Oceanside.
Mama mia! I didn't want to put it off more than a couple more days, but I wanted to make sure all the i's were dotted and the t's crossed.
I just hurried up and made the list I said I would attach to that email, and will just mail it to her right now with the check that will make the total in the email correct.
I hope I'm making a little sense, but I'm still pretty rattled from getting things out of order. She was supposed to get the next-to-the-last pmt first, THEN the email.
Trying not to stress it too much, beyond this initial shock. You are right about everything you just said, and nothing happens by accident. For whatever reason, God must have wanted this to happen right now. Or at least I hope He will bring good out of my stupidity if it wasn't supposed to be like this!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, double <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, and triple <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Now to warn poor AJ.
LOLOLOLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Third edit on this post, and I think I may have gotten it right this time.
I think we picked the right person as head of IT in Idiotville.
They just picked the Idiot of the Week last night, but I think I would either qualify for an emergency vote, or at least a gratis honorable mention.
I still can't believe I did that.
It's all good, Neak. Now you don't have to worry all of the time about sending it, since you already did.
Thank you for trying to look on the bright side with me.
I know it won't matter in the long run, at least I hope not, but it's still such a SURPRISE!!!!! at this point.
Not that it matters, but what would your recommendation have been about telling her she was blocked?
I think it is fine that she knows she is blocked. I think it is excellent that you are putting her out of your life. I have a tiny bit of worry that she may be so furious that she tries to contact your husband though.
I am about 99.9999999999% sure she will. I just came back from sending him a message warning him of my boo boo.
We'll see how good a prophet I am, but I think that gloves come off at this point, that she hunts him down and sends me the most hurtful thing she can possibly concoct. I hope I am wrong.
LOL, well Neak I guess it is officially out of your hands eh? Don't fret. Just tell AJ what happened, block her email and get on with your lovely and recovering M.
I sent him a couple TM's already, and he'll probably call when he can. He is doing terrorism suppression on a ship today. In fact, eventually he's going to email me some cool ship pictures to put on here.
I did just have to laugh at something - no matter how much of a shock this was to me, it will at least be a bigger one to her.
Ok, I'm going to drag myself from my security blankie here, and take out the tater tots before they look like my poor Chik Patties.
Deep breaths.
The kids will be having Tater Crisps for lunch, but the Chik Patties were still worse.
I do not believe in coincidences. The attorney's office just called to let me know the letter they were sending to her is being mailed out today. They have had my request for a couple of weeks. So it is all converging, just in a different way than I expected.
A few more sips of the very sweet hot mint tea prepared for me by my lovely son, and I will almost feel normal again.
AJ took it very well, better than I did. Now I feel much, much better. I can even hope that we will both end up feeling only relief that it was over with so quickly.
Whew!
Oh good. I'm glad it's over too. Now you can concentrate on your marriage and family.
Gargamel? Gargamel who?
Those are YETH-TERDAYTH duckieth!
Just think............ if there is anything you need to do now that it's sent. IF there is, then do it. If not, then don't worry about it.
God always helps us make the best of things (when we have faith and pay attention to him.) He'll do that with this too, you know he will.
Hi SS. How's your weather?
Wind from south south east at 4 mph.
43 deg
high clouds, humidity at 25%
Barometer 30.09 and falling
Visibility at about 10 miles
So, it's about average for Dec 15th. You wear a coat early moring, and at night, but mid day a long sleeved shirt on top of everything is fine.
Just so you know, the building I work in has a water leak in the main line coming in (bubbling up in the parking lot) so the water is shut off. That means the bathrooms don't flush.
This too shall pass.
I suppose I can always go out to the end of the parking lot - but the ladies - poor ladies.
I was a scout master too long, it warped my thinking.
I never did hear T&L say how she is doing. I know she will be fine in the long run, but I worry. Stress is a killer. Maybe it won't take her life, but it will kill her joy, and ability to love life. It makes one tired.
All of you know what I mean - you have lived with it too.
Neak, you can see an end to yours. AW, how about you?
Neak sis probably dreams. I hope she does. I think it would be good for her to do so.
Sometimes death looks good, but we wouldn't want to end our test prematurely. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Neak, you can see an end, can't you?
SS
I do see an end. Our heater got fixed this morning, our lawsuit is ready to go as soon as I get them one last piece of information, the house is still pretty clean (though I haven't made much headway with the dishes), AJ is on his way home after a good day's work and will be happy to see us; it doesn't get much better than that.
Just about all the catch-up to be done after today's kerfuffle is already done. I printed up the list that I was going to attach to the email when I sent it, got it all in an envelope ready to go, and that's about it. Neaksis was supposed to come and pick it up, but must have forgotten. (Until Dad gets something else to drive, I am without a car.) But it will just have to keep until tomorrow morning.
For the next week or two I will look over my shoulder just a little more carefully, but the end is so near I can taste it. (And it tastes good.)
AW has an end in sight, but it's next Christmas, poor girl. We can all take turns holding her hand and keeping her company until then.
I am very happy right now.
That means the bathrooms don't flush.
This too shall pass.
I'm not sure it's such a blessing if things can still "pass" but nothing will flush! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes death looks good, but we wouldn't want to end our test prematurely. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Oh, yes, we would! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Speak for yourself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm developing a nasty head cold, so I feel like overstuffed rutabaga, but other than that everything is still the same. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Thanks for asking.
And Neak, I guess it's too late to tell you that it should be "you and me," not "you and I," isn't it? Not that I think Gargamel's main concern will be analyzing your grammar. Or gramper, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - Take some Coldeze - guaranteed to stop a cold if you take it on the first day.
Oh Ho, You got me again T&L.
Believer, you sound so good now days. Are things really that nice, or is it just your great attitude?
Sweet dreams everyone. Except T&L. It could get her fired.
SS
SS - Life is wonderful again. It is completely different than I ever would have imagined, but I'm happy again.
Neak
darn fine job.
I think even without B's advice it was ok. Simple direct, to the point and no more than the facts.
With B's suggestions even more business like.
good good good its nearly over <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm glad I at least got to incorporate B's suggestions before getting trigger happy. As long as I didn't get to say all the things I really wanted to say, I wanted it to be bland enough to bug her.
Before I blocked her, she sent back an email requesting the name & address of the attorney (which I had already sent her, and she will be getting his letter today anyway), and some means of contact with Mom, which I am also not going to bother to do. Mom can contact her when there is something to contact her about. She said AJ personally guaranteed the loan, and said he would get a second job if he had to in order to pay her back. I just don't think it will wash, her calling it a loan to the corporation over and over, then suddenly come up to the end, and oh by the way, it was personal, too. Whatever. Nice try.
Anyway, today is the day of the great play, and we will be busily getting everybody ready. The Dervish's solo is "To Us A Child of Hope Is Born", and he has recently developed this bad habit of belting out "Joy to the World" instead, then stopping in confusion. Djoy to da worl', da Lyord is tum.
And we will try to make Christmas cookies. I think today's school assignments will be pretty well commuted into sifting and measuring and messing. Though the kids are going so SLOW this morning. I would be perfectly happy to crawl back into bed myself.
Dervish just came up to me and said, "Mama, I 'till remember I not spose ta spank yer butt."
I was very proud of him. He was worried that he wouldn't remember that key piece of etiquette after getting in trouble for smacking me really hard one day. But guess what - I was right, and he DID remember not to spank me anymore. They grow up so fast, sniff.
I've been up for 21 hrs. now, and my enthusiasm is beginning to flag! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> However, one poem for the day, at least and then I'm going to try and squeeze in a 2-hr. nap before I have to go and ride herd on the delinquents all evening. Um, I mean, assist in keeping the children focused on the play and the part each one of them has in it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Yes, THAT'S what I was trying to say.
However, as far as this personal/corporate loan thing goes: while I understand that all creditors should be paid an equal percent, etc., etc., etc., I still think if AJ gets to escape the consequences of the financial havoc he wreaked, that he's getting off too easily for it to be good for him. I wish there was a way to combine justice for Gargy with beneficial growth and learning for a very nice man for whom impulse control is not his greatest strength. Don't know how. Just wish it could be done! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak, age 16--1988
Tonight the Christmas spirit rang,
Then knocked upon the door...
So side by side we stood and sang,
Then played and sang some more
We sang about dear Jesus' birth--
How in a manger lay
The King of heaven and the earth,
The Lord of night and day.
The Maker of the universe,
And God of all the sky
Came to reverse sin's dreaded curse,
To suffer, bleed, and die.
To go through agonies of shame,
Enduring pain and loss...
While sinners mocked His holy name
And nailed Him to the cross.
He came unto His own, and yet
His own received Him not.
The sinner his Creator met,
But after sin he sought.
Still some, though few, accept this Man
Who came and gave His all;
For through the blood Christ shed, we can
Obey His searching call.
The Babe Who grew into our Lord
Is coming back again,
To take those who believe His word
Away from death and sin.
All this and more we saw tonight
Reflected in our song.
When will the wrong on earth be right?
How long, O Lord, how long?
Too long, if anybody's asking me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The Bate?????? Which version is that in?
What was I thinking when I wrote that poem? Surely I was old enough to spell.
And no, the creditors do not get an equal percentage. The ones where we do have personal liablity get paid first upon the recommendation of the attorney, and past that it is our sole discretion. If I were a mean person, she would get nothing of that last slice of pie.
Really, both of them have received large helpings of mercy already. In Bible times, they would have been executed.
OK, OK. I fixed it! Shouldn't you be busy getting ready for the program? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Or something? The type was small. I had to hunt for awhile before I could even find the typo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And it was MY version, that's what.
Couldn't sleep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Or if I did it was only for a few minutes. The MD this morning said it was (NEWS FLASH) stress and overwork, not the BP medicine, that was giving me insomnia...and ordered me some more of the same Rx. So I got it refilled, took it on my way home from work, and couldn't sleep when I got here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Wish I knew who was right.
And as far as the impulse control comment goes, I want to make it clear that this analysis of AJ comes from the perspective of one who for DECADES was so susceptible to whims that I wouldn't have recognized an impulse control if it had been dangling from my nose by its teeth! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And if I could change, so can he.
t&l
Really, both of them have received large helpings of mercy already. In Bible times, they would have been executed.
I don't have time to do it now because I have to leave in a few minutes and want to take at least a stitch or two on those blasted shirts for your menfolk. However, I have a post festering in my brain about why I feel such sympathy and sadness for Gargamel. In it I was going to contrast the two of you, and note how
your strength has no meanness in it at all. Keep this up, and you'll save me a whole paragraph of writing!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. See you in church.
T&L - Hope you will let THAT post fester awhile longer.
I was going to do a post, but it's far more interrersting to read, than write.
LOL.
Ok, I'll work on AD's Grand Canyon trip, I promise.
SS
I said I would post pics of the trip AD and I took to the Grand Canyon.
We started out with a bike ride on Saturday morning.
AD and SS daughter on our bike ride Another AD on our bike ride Saturday afternoon we visited Zion National Park.
AD, and SS in Zion Park Zion Park Photo AD in Zion Park Zion Park Then Monday we headed for the Grand Canyon.
We camped Monday Night at twin point and caught the early morning sun, but it was soon covered by clouds.
Twin Point Sunrise AD sat near the edge for a while
AD on the edge Grand Canyon off Twin Pont There is a sawmill site near green springs canyon.
It burned down, and they never did go back and saw up the logs. Some of the logs, and some of the equipment still remains at the site. These are good shots of AD too -
Log Pile at sawmill site Old Truck cab Finally, we visited Tuweep -
Here's AD and I
AD& SS Here's one that AD took of me.
SS at tuweep And Here's the Colorado River
Colorado River Of course this is just a few pictures, but it was fun.
Wish all of you could have been there too.
SS
SS, which is AD and which is you? Or is guessing part of the fun?
FROM THE DERVISH SCHOOL OF ADVANCED MUSICAL STUDIES:
If you can't carry a tune, be loud.
Believer, there's a reason for my sympathy, complete apart from my distaste and disgust for what she has done. If I can't explain it well enough, by the time I'm done, that you can at least understand why I feel the way I do (agreement is not required, but wouldn't be surprising either), then I'll go back to speaking Swahili and not belabor the point. One of the main characteristics I have developed because of The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid is a very deep sense of pity for screwed-up people, whether they are the screw-ers or the screw-ees. I don't have to like her to feel sad over the mess she's made of her life. But enough for now. I've been up way too long and hope to be comatose momentarily.
Neaksis took pix of the program, but not digital so we'll have to wait until they're developed to post any.
t&l
tl generosity of spirit for gargs even with all the pain she helped bring to the family is pretty big.
You know its one thing I noticed myself that I can now have compassion for the person but NEVER accept the behaviour. I dont think I was as generous before..you know that old let he who is without sin cast the first stone etc ...or maybe if you live in a glass house ...... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hopefully she too may learn from the past.
Anyway as long as neak & AJ & family are left alone then thats a good result.
Neak ......... Get the Dervish into the ship building business? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> HE will like it!!! lol
Hi SS ..say hi to AD too.
Love the photos, very very like the far North of WA here..love the country but its so so so HOT.
ok now this is from the latest stuff working with 'Aunty Rita" the old dragon with a heart of gold who wont let me wuzz out of facing all his mess. DAMN
How do you describe getting the call that horrible day from a Army Officer, telling me that my husband had been hit by a enemy fire. And then how do I talk about his homecoming -- about meeting his very very hushed up medevac flight, ''scared to death,'' and first taking in the sight of his [Thank God] mildly scar-ridden face, his weak body and those tubes coming out of everywhere. I can remember smiling as hard as I could at him just in case he was awake before stepping out of his line of vision as the medics transferred him to a stretcher and letting myself weep. A deep broken grief of my actions and results of it. I felt damned and that he was paying for it..
So every day for hour after hour I sat in his room reading one of his favorite poems or short stories like “The Man from Snowy River”. I can remember reading poems and letters over & over. I’m sure all the nurses thought I was a mad women not accepting the inevitable. But I had done this, It was my fault. All my fault. I was going to drag him back to me no matter what.
I started making wild demanding begging deals with God, damning Him, cursing Him, begging Him. I had broken my sacred vows said before God and this was his judgment..
Meanwhile my H said he heard far in the background, he said he could hear the low rumble of waves rolling onto a shore. We were miles from the sea. Isn’t that strange.
The hours became days, the days became weeks and he mended, slowly at first. Blood loss and shock mainly were what the doctors were concerned about. The wounds themselves actually hadn’t hit anything too much at all – comparatively – if you disregard muscle and flesh.
The news from Aunt Rita is that his case of post-traumatic stress disorder most likely stems from the combination of these events and continuing warfare for the last 5 years. Researchers believe that the condition is not always connected to a specific incident and can, in fact, be spawned by repeated exposure to fear or by bearing witness to something violent or traumatic or by experiencing moral uncertainty connected to these things. And while many soldier's manage to hold it together during a deployment, the repression of emotion over time can lead to a ‘different’ homecoming. So imagine 5 years of it.
Post-traumatic stress disorder is considered controllable but not curable, and often it will flare up years after the original trauma.
The potential for violence is just one of a list of concerns both the military and veterans' groups have for returning soldiers. Combat veterans have been linked to higher incidences of drug and alcohol abuse, domestic violence, depression and worse.
It may be impossible, however, to fully counteract the shock of going from a 24-hour state of generalized fear-apprehension-paranoia, sustained for a number of years through wartime, to evenings at home on the couch, asked to fulfill the requirements of love and tenderness needed to sustain a family.
So where does that leave me or us? SOMEWHERE in between finding our way through a minefield of PTSD and my Affair. Don’t think I don’t get frightened. I do. For us and for him and for me. So I joke about being bounced off the wall when you wake your H without thinking to keep some balance, so I don’t cry.
At home, the awkwardness rarely seemed to lift. When his nightmares drove him to sleep on the couch, I lay awake in the bedroom. ''I kept wondering, Is he sleeping there because he rests better, or is it because he doesn't want to be beside me?''
Well of course he didn’t. Stupid ******, Stupid question.
And while six months after his return our relationship had stabilized somewhat, I was still adjusting to what the war has done to my husband. Even as I kept busy going to work by day and mothering our older teens in the evenings, I couldn't help feeling ''left out,'' since he seemed to prefer the company of other soldiers to my own. Of course I had lost his trust on top of everything else.
I know there's a lot of things he can't talk to me about, that he can talk to his friends about But I'm sitting there thinking, Why can't he talk to me?
Because I cheated on him you stupid cow.!! Trust issues again.
I have become better at living with the distance between us. At first, I had thoughts of holding his hand, of wanting to be close with him, but stuff like that's changed, too.
Its just a quiet resignation of the reality.
He had fleeting thoughts or rather confusion of the future back then, not sure if he could or would be able to continue in the Army let alone the SAS. He said repeatedly “But what kind of job could I do? I don’t know anything else,'' or “What the fu*k business is it of yours you Sl*t”
The truth is as he said so many times ''My body's here, but my mind is there,'' He wasn’t happy until he went back. Like a drug. I didn’t believe that before you know, that men can be addicted to the ‘rush’ of war. How sad.
I never pictured my life this way. Never imagined the Army would be calling me up one day to tell me he was hurt. Never dreaming the Army would ring me up and ask me to hand out advice as some kind of ‘expert’ wife. Me. Adulteress failure. Yet someone from the Army’s DCO caseworkers area wanted me to call another wife whose husband had come home injured. So now I sigh and dial the number. I don't know what I can say to make them feel better. I say much what I have read the US 'expert wives' say ''If he doesn't want to talk, don't take it to heart.''
At home my H sits looking to at the hills before us. If it seems as if he might be moving on, I have only to ask, What're you thinking about?
“You” or '' Mazar-I-Sharif,'' he'll say. And then the silence falls again.
Such is life.
Better now? yes a lot. I guess we wont know until we are 'tested' by some domestic issue.
AW-
My prayers are with you and Aussie as always. I "knew" him before I knew you. He always loved you.
The PTSD thing is what our warriors go through. It is the sane response to an insane situation. You know I work at the Navy Hospital that cares for the Marines who have come back from Afghanistan and Iraq. There are a lot of problems that they are all facing.
The politically correct thing is to welcome them home as heroes, and not worry about the cost of their sacrifice. But there is another side, full of broken men.
I'm amazed that they all want to go back. It doesn't compute for me. But I thank God for their honor and dedication to commitment to duty.
In truth, I am probably a pacifist. But I continue to support their efforts, while praying to God to end this war.
You are suffering like women have throughout the ages. Sometimes I think women should run the world.
We would do SUCH a better job of it.
AW, I think a few years down the line you ought to think about writing a book, even if only a small one. (Bigger is better for me. The size of a book matters. But small is better than none.) Your writing is very moving, and I think your experience could be helpful on many levels to a great many people.
SS, the pictures were beautiful; someone certainly knows what they're doing. Thanks for sharing them.
The program was hilarious! And just as cheesy as I had hoped. The only really annoying thing was one of the mics malfunctioned, and kept feeding back and emitting static while my dad tried frantically to adjust the controls.
My second-favorite moment was the Dervish's solo. Mom isn't kidding about the volume. Or about the lack of certain critical tonal elements, such as a recognizable melody.
But the funniest of all was when, right after he finished singing, Neaksis had to prompt him to lie down and pretend to sleep. He had obviously forgotten, and was just as obviously startled to remember. Faster than the blink of an eye, he leaped into the air and flung himself full-length on the floor. Well, I guess that is about how he falls asleep in real life.
Then at one point toward the end, all the children were up front singing, and the Dervish suddenly pranced to center stage, twirled once, and returned to his place.
Mr. Computer was adorable in his red robe and 'leopard skin', and pointedly pompous as he marched his way into place. I didn't see this, but apparently his robe began to gape very wide part-way through, revealing red shorts and a tank top.
The Princess was a very creditable Mary. She performed just about flawlessly, but with the demure and self-satisfied air of one who knows they are far superior to everyone else, and also one who is the star, while the previous year's Mary, the Diva, was only a lowly back-row angel. Even the best Princesses can be catty sometimes.
The Princess was a very creditable Mary. She performed just about flawlessly, but with the demure and self-satisfied air of one who knows they are far superior to everyone else, and also one who is the star, while the previous year's Mary, the Diva, was only a lowly back-row angel.
Is THAT why she was being so regal and dignified? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And here I thought she was just putting her whole heart into the play! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW, this isn't the first time you alluded to it, so I'm going to ask, although you can certainly ignore the question if you prefer. You seem to blame yourself when Aussie was wounded because you "drove" him to it, basically. Did he volunteer to go back to war after the affair
because of the affair, or are you being unnecessarily hard on yourself the way we girlfolks do, and blaming yourself for things that you really had nothing to do with? (It was the ARMY's fault! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />)
I woke up just about 4AM and had to get up and take medicine to clear my nose and my head. Now my head and nose are clear, I'm chilled to the bone, and I'm going back to bed. SS, I found a picture of you by yourself that I missed the first time around. Scratch the question about who's who. Honestly, I can't tell which is going to get me first, the blindness or the senility. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak, writing a book? I’m not sure about that ..well not now anyway. I’ll stick to a journal for now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Glad the dervish had a good time..I think those times are very very special and I treasure the memory of my own kids in those plays and presentations. Of course I'm blessed in being able to go through it all again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
As for running the world B ..I’m sure we couldn’t do worse at the very least. And probably a lot better in many ways.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
tl
that is hard to answer. The short answer is yes. I FEEL I drove him back to the war after the affair. To me it’s a entirely different matter from learning to forgive myself as he has forgiven me. Do I feel responsible for his injuries since then? That’s complicated but to a degree yes.
I know I am partially responsible for some very risky behaviour he took during a S Op in Iraq after, I found out quite accidentally hearing some of his unit talking about his actions.
But I also accept he makes his own decisions and will go ahead with what he's decided come h3ll or high water.
But overall I do feel very rsponsible. I suppose that is a big reason why I seem to have trouble coping when I hear any of our soldiers are hurt.
But I’m going to have to live with it..
To make her answer much shorter, she blames herself for EVERYTHING - the loss of her son, her straying while grieving, and everything that happens to Aussie and her family. Also probably the things in her old job, the problems in the world, and ..............................
We really have to work with her on this.
Well, I can certainly understand the self-blame. I guess what I was wondering was if he was home from the military(supposedly for good), and then re-upped afterwards so that now she can't escape the nagging suspicion that if she hadn't strayed he never would've "run away from home," and if he hadn't run away, he wouldn't have been injured, etc., etc., etc. All I can say, AW, from extremely bitter experience, is that there's nothing to be gained by beating yourself up over what's done and can't be changed. And that knowing this in your head is a lot easier than actually putting it into practice.
I was going to post a poem, but somebody is in Neak's room about to lose her 4th baby, and I don't think I want to sit here this close and listen to any of it.
Maybe later...
t&l
T&L,
I don't think I could do what you do. I don't think I could take it.
Believer, I am so glad you are doing better. You really do sound good.
AW,
I see you still struggle, but you do well too - your energy is directed to good things, to helping, to doing better. Not to complaining, or finding fault. It warms my heart to see you going the right direction. I'm just sorry for the sorrow you feel, and the doubt sometimes. I think you will make it.
T&L,
I'm glad you figured out which was AD, and which was me. I didn't want to have to come back and say that you can tell AD because he is better looking, and not so overweight as I am. Glad you solved that for me.
SS
T&L, I don't think I could do what you do. I don't think I could take it.
I can't take it either, but I just put my mind in neutral and concentrate on the components of the task without sinking into their meanings. In other words, I think, "How well those footprints are turning out," instead of, "I'm holding a dead baby's foot in my hands." I don't think it would be possible to do this long-term if you fully immersed yourself in everyone's tragedy. Maybe other nurses look at it differently, but I think a person would just have to go insane if it were that way.
I did help get footprints and handprints of the baby tonight, since unfortunately I have the most experience with them, but I stayed out of the delivery. I usually help out with the aftermath anyway, since I know the mementoes we obtain will be all they'll have of their child, and there's only one chance to get it right...but I very carefully don't think about what I'm actually doing, in order to do it at all.
Neakbro (age 13)--1988
Just what is Christmas all about?
What makes us want to sing and shout?
Could it be presents, or maybe snow?
Maybe it's vacation while Christmas lights glow.
It might be the toy stores, with treasures galore
All crowded with children, each craving much more!
Excitement is building, and most kids can't wait...
Just hoping that Santa won't get there too late.
In all the confusion, we tend to forget
That Christmas is more than the presents we get.
The best gift of all is what God gave one day
When Jesus was placed on that bed made of hay.
He didn't come in Christmas wrap, or tied up in a bow,
But Jesus is God's present to this earth that He loves so.
If you'll accept what God has given, and let Him change your life,
When Jesus comes, He'll save you, too, from death, and pain, and strife.
t&l
tl
that certainly is a hard job. I guess most people in jobs where there is such a loss need to separate from the actual individuals..at least inside themselves.
Though that said I have seen my sis shed a tear or two even so, I suppose we feel even when we dont want to.
B
you do know me very well dont you? I think right now I can only do what I can do...fake it until I make it. But God it hurt some times.
I know I can't change the past tl, but God oh God do I wish we had 12 months, just 12 months to work on us. No training, no camps, no deployments, nothing but us and the kids.
But we haven't had that and it doesn't look good for the future on that score either. Just keep plugging away.
Neak wasn't bad at 13 was she? A happy poem to a sadder one in this weeks Army news.
R Knight
13 years old 2005
A shout. A signal. A command.
The condemning of life to death.
The men tumble over the trench tops,
brimming with the pride and dignity of war.
Numb.
Theirs not to reason why.
Theirs but to do and die.
Onto the plains of death,
Charged those men.
I have no protest
No passionate cry
because you live and then you die,
it whittles down to one question.
Why dad, why did you go, why?
Diva 1: Well, Jessica (visiting friend) is the princess.
(Outraged screech from Diva 2)
Diva 2 (as maturity and diva training reasserts itself): Well, then I will be the Queen. Because the queens are really more ruly than the princesses. Because they get to tell the princesses what to do, like when to go to bed and stuff. So...I'll be the Queen.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Divas!!!!
Mom, I have another question about my innards. Sorry I didn't call last night - I fell asleep and then didn't remember when I was briefly awake around 1.
The boys are so wild today, I am about to get the duct tape.
And I am happy, I am still on #8 for the publisher's bestsellers of the month list, after almost a year.
And I am happy, I am still on #8 for the publisher's bestsellers of the month list, after almost a year.
WOO HOO !!!! well done neak!!!
I have another question about my innards.
As long as you describe the gory bits for the guys ... I like the green shade they go when you discuss such matters <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
But seriously you look after yourself young lady!!
neaksis we have queens here ... like Priscilla Queen Of The Desert <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Reviewbut I'm guessing you were thinking of something else!!
Queen Elizabeth 11 of Australia <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now I think everyones asleep so I can go to bed now - 2.34am - ah to sleep to sleep, perchance to dream <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I wish you good dreams, then.
Oh well, I guess my innards question is nothing worse than the rest...my lower abdomen is very tender, but nothing else is wrong. Now should I worry, meep meep?
but I'm guessing you were thinking of something else!!
Queen Elizabeth 11 of Australia
Well, of COURSE y'all have Queens over there! I wasn't really too interested in the sites you posted; however, I did notice this on the Queen Elizabeth II site, and I've been punching away!
Punch Charles <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
And I am happy, I am still on #8 for the publisher's bestsellers of the month list, after almost a year.
I second AW. You
GO, Girl!!! Almost inspires me to finish the novel I started earlier this year....maybe one day....
About your lower abdomen...did you have the D&C? Hope T&L can reassure you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> ; otherwise, get your hiney to the doctor ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS and AD, y'all are two handsome fellas! It's nice to see the pics. Brings back memories of our trip a few years ago to the Grand Canyon. It's awesome!
On a more serious note, I appreciate your empathy over the losses we experienced with our baby daughters. It was tough, but up until a little over a 1-1/2 years after Amy's death, I took comfort in how close Lord Clueless and I had gotten. Guess I was wrong, 'cuz it was then that he picked up the STD-ridden honky-tonk "angel". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And, here I was, fondly thinking of how loving he had been through all the ordeals of their births and the miscarriages.
One of the ways that I dealt with the loss of Jamie and Amy was to open a day-care center. The little ones were a blessing...just what I needed, although the hours were long and it got rather hectic. Anyway, I got a great deal of joy out of taking care of the little ones again. I had two who were very close in ages to Jamie and Amy, and I loved them dearly. I eventually realized that we had gotten too close, when I would run into them with their mom or grandma at Wal-Mart on the weekend and they would start crying to go home with me. Actually, the little one would pitch a hissy fit. Most of the time, I ended up dropping them off at Grandma's house on my way home.
Anyway, while I had the daycare center, Lord Clueless got a bee in his bonnet about how I should go to nursing school. Well, I didn't really want to become a nurse because of my hearing loss. Too hard to hear, even through a stethoscope, and concerned about not being able to understand a patient who might be in distress. But, I signed up for "Anatomy and Physiology", anyway. Did O.K...even managed to disect the muscles of a cat who looked like it died of fright. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It was while I was going to night school that he managed to get chummy with the STD "angel".
Anyway, we decided to move to another nearby town, where the schools were better, etc. We stayed 5 months, and then, upon his insistence, we moved back into our house 4 days before Christmas! I will NEVER do anything like that again!
His reason for moving back? He was tired of driving 30 miles to work everyday. However, a couple of years later, he saw nothing wrong with me driving 50 miles to work every day! Anyway, although the kids and I loved living in the new town, I was rather tired of Lord Clueless coming in late every night after visiting the scene of his crime (although I didn't know that was the scene at the time). The tenants in our house were causing problems, too, so I had to boot them out. Soooo...might as well move back home!
And, SS, I guess I have decided to remain married after all. Guess that's something T&L and I have in common. We're too broke to have separate residences and he does have some good qualities, although I did have to put a stop to his attempting some criminal activity! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
However, I have just about quit walking on eggshells around H. Oh, I'm still trying to avoid LBing; but, more and more, I'm calling Lord C out on what I feel is inappropriate behavior toward me. I'm not letting him bully me anymore!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
However, I have just about quit walking on eggshells around H. Oh, I'm still trying to avoid LBing; but, more and more, I'm calling Lord C out on what I feel is inappropriate behavior toward me. I'm not letting him bully me anymore!
Good LC ... if he looses respect then its very hard to live together - I decided long ago that though I may do ALMOST anything - obviously in reason - for him to help us it would not, could not include anything by force or bullying.
Stick to your guns.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Lady C said:
However, I have just about quit walking on eggshells around H. Oh, I'm still trying to avoid LBing; but, more and more, I'm calling Lord C out on what I feel is inappropriate behavior toward me. I'm not letting him bully me anymore!
My W learned to do that too, and it has been good for us. Seldom do I resort to that old behavior these days, but she always looks at me and says "Don't start that again."
I hate to admit how bad I was, but it's the truth. She says I am slow, but I can be taught. That is so much better than what could have happened.
It's so good to hear from you. Are you still driving great distances?
I hope the last few months have put you on a firm footing as far as finances go.
Neak,
I haven't commented on your talents as an author much, but it is so good to hear you are still that high on the chart.
What a blessing to have this success to help you cope with all the losses. It has to help in some small way - though I am sure it can't reall make up for any of the bad things.
AW, our next door neighbor is probably near your H. (We dont' know his exact location.) We just got a letter from him this week. He says it's hard, but that they are doing a lot of good. He says the people there are thankful for freedom. I wonder what it must have been like for them before.
We pray for our neighbor, and your H nearly every day. For you too, sometimes it can be more difficult to be left behind, than it is to leave. We support you, we are glad you do so well.
T&L,
I hope your night is less difficult than normal. You work too hard, but I bet there are a lot of ladies, and babies that thank God for you.
Joy to the world, the Lord is come.
Isn't it wonderful.
SS
I am just delighted to be doing well on the list still. You're right that it doesn't make up for anything, but it works wonders as a distraction!
No D&C yet, but I'm on my last chance, for bleeding anyway. I don't know if the sore ab will change that, but Mom expects to see the Dr. tonight and will ask her. If I'm going to have one after all, I'd rather get it out of the way and have a few days to try and bounce back before Christmas.
I want to make fudge, popcorn balls, more cookies, and more pies. Maybe glazed nuts, and anything else I can think of. All the shopping is going to be last minute this year anyway, and none of us are going all crazy. We don't even have a tree. So the food will be the most important part, at least to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Hi SS
some days when it feels bad and I worry to much I remember what I have and those who no longer have their husband, brother, son or father and I read to myself the lament of the Green fields.'
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you "the cause?"
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame,
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
For Willie McBride, it's all happening again,........................
Ask the people of Kabul or all Afghanistan,
If my life was wasted, if I died only in vain.
I think they will tell you when all's said and done,
They welcomed this boy with his slouch hat and gun.
And call it ironic that I was cut down,
While in OZ my kinfolk were whinging about invading Iraq.
But in Iraq or Afghanistan the cause was the same:
To resist the oppressor, whatever his name.
It wasn't for Queen or just Country I died,
It wasn't for glory or a politician's pride.
The reason I went was both simple and clear:
To stand up for freedom did I volunteer.
Now don’t you look back and sadly sigh,
And pity the youth of these days now gone by,
For us who were there, we knew why we died,
And I'd do it again, says Willie McBride.
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame,
The killing, the dying, NO it was not done in vain,
And yes I know, it's all happening again,
And again, and again, and again, and again
So pick up your gun man, sling on your pack
Its your turn at point mate, no good looking back
He may not be here, he may not be safe, but it could be so much worse couldn't it? He believes what he is doing SS, that its worth his life if need be, and of course he wouldn't leave his mates behind even if it meant dying.
I wish it was otherwise but it isn't. In the end it doesn't matter if I drove him there or not, it's what we have now, I just have to learn to accept it.
I'm not doing that good on that score yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
{{{{{{{{{AW}}}}}}}}}}
Prayers tonight for Aussie.
Thanks neak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> right back at ya [[[[[neak]]]]]
he can use all the prayers he can get
I can use all the hugs too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Bit hard today neak, some 20 odd years ago today he asked me to marry him.
I know HE won't remember it - never does and sometimes forgets our anniversary as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - but thats ok, I do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
It must be hard to stay home, and remember.
When we read the news, we don't get much about how much the people there are thankful, but when I talk to the soldiers, it's a different story.
I spoke with one of them last week. I was his scoutmaster in the boy scouts - it seems like only a few years ago. He said the people are thankful for freedom, and he told me that "it is worth it." He used words like "what we are doing is the right thing, they need our help."
His daughter is less than a year old. I know he would rather be here with his family. I am thankful there are people in the world who will sacrifice for freedom, but the cost is high.
{{{{{{{{{{AW}}}}}}}}}}
I hope one of these days Aussie will be ready to come home and stay. God can make things work that we couldn't by our selves.
I don't know if I can help much, wish we could do more.
Neak, rest, you need it more than you might admit. It will help as much as many things, more than most.
SS
Hi all you neaksters,
I've got an alternative to Montana.
This fine abode (unfortunate site of a double murder), is 4395 sq. ft with a full basement AND includes special facilities for the dervish and any family members you need to keep under control - all this, for only $33K - and not in Montana, but in MO.
http://cgi.ebay.com/Historic-Randolph-Co...1QQcmdZViewItem<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
------------------ Detailed Description ------
It looks like a stately home on a tree lined street in a Mid-America small town…Huntsville, MO USA.
In reality this historic 1910 building, until June of 2005, was the Randolph County Jail.
Until about 1989 the jail not only housed the county criminals from drunks to thieves but it was also called home by the county sheriff and his family. It was a kinder gentler time when the front portion of the building was just like any other home. A living room, fireplaces, kitchen and bedrooms, homework and family dinners for the Sheriff and his entire family.
The difference began at a steel door. Beyond the bars in the back portion of the building where the Sheriff brought arrested offenders to be fingerprinted and booked to begin their journey through the justice system.
A big difference back then was that the Sheriff’s wife usually prepared delicious, home cooked meals for the prisoners. Probably better food than they were receiving on the outside.
The idyllic situation was not Mayberry, but it was definitely small town America. Times changed and Sheriffs were no longer willing or able to live in the county jail, a new kind of criminal was on the scene.
In June of 2000 there was an attempted jail break and a jailer and a deputy sheriff were murdered. This tragedy spurred the citizens of Randolph County to construct a new $7,500,000 jail and judicial facility in Huntsville which was completed in June of 2005.
The historic building has 4,396 sq. ft. above ground and it has a full basement. Asking price $32,500
That is only $7.39 a sq.ft. for the 4,396 sq.ft.(approximate) above ground. 10 rooms in resident area of the building.
22 bunks in the jail area.
-AD
I'm not worried about the buildings past ...for that price I would buy it and keep it for a holiday B & B place. !!
Structural engineer first though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hey I could come & stay in the summers ...now just have to win LOTTO!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
OMG I have to run to the bank..nearly 4.00pm yikes
catch you all later <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Wow! Lady Clueless and AD, all in the same day. What a treat to have you pop in, since you know I always wonder where everybody is when they're out of touch. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'll try to go online later today and visit, but right now I've got just a few minutes of break left, and it's time for ThePoetFlard to make his debut on these pages. Can't you just hear the mental anguish and inner protest of his Muse, in the following lines?
Flard (age 12)--1988
On a cold winter night,
With colored lights bright,
The lights on the snow
Made a beautiful glow,
And the Christmas bells rang
As the carolers sang
Of a tale that began
In a faraway land.
Our Lord made the earth,
But here sin had its birth;
So there's never a way
To flee sin any day.
There's been many a try,
But 'twas still a far cry
Until hope came to us,
In the form of Jesus.
He wasn't born in a bed
With a pillow for a head;
But some sheep-herding men
Came to His freezing cow pen.
It was a troublesome life,
Full of trials and strife;
And He suffered great loss,
When He died on the cross.
So Each Christmas day,
We honor His birthday...
While we're warm and well-fed,
And we have a warm bed,
There's still so much sin,
God's hardly ever let in.
If you want to be smart,
You can open your heart;
Please let Jesus come in,
And just kick out your sin.
t&l
Neaksis (age 10)--1988
Christmas time, O Christmas time--
Isn't it a time sublime?
Hanging your presents right under the tree,
And hoping that Santa will fill up all three!
Now all too often, what Christmas time means
Is lots of cartoons, and some Christmas card scenes;
Presents to buy, and presents to wrap,
And after you're finished, a long winter's nap!
At this Christmas season, I don't want to forget
We must always remember when God and man met;
On that wonderful night, a long time ago
When Jesus came down to this earth far below.
He suffered and died just to save us from sin,
So that we could be with Him when He comes again.
He invites all to hear Him, "Please come unto Me.
I am Jesus, your Savior. Come, let Me set you free."
17 Christmases past. How long ago that all seems, and how near. I wish I could go back and do things over, so that the me of 17 years later wouldn't be sitting here with tears in my eyes thinking about it. So many things I'd do differently, if I could to them over again.
t&l
P.S. Probably'd still make 'em do Christmas poems, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OK, a question for my Catholic friends, before I have to log off. Tell me what on earth this meant, because seemed extraordinarily odd to me.
My patient tonight (boy, was she a lousy pusher, by the way--lots of huffing, puffing, cheek bulging, and hoarse growling, but nothing translated into any activity where it counted! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), after delivery asked me through her interpreter for something for cramps. I brought her a couple of Tylenol #3s, and when I handed the little cup to her, she looked at the pills, then at me, then closed her eyes and crossed herself before she took them. In 37 years, I've never had anybody do that before their pain medicine, and wondered if she was afraid of something about the medication, and was hoping for protection. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> What was that all about?
t&l
tl
catholics are being encouaged to pray when being treated in hospitals as the Church promotes faith and medicine, however I have known people to sign themselves when taking things they dont have any understanding of like drugs etc, usually older people though.
Maybe she was just a bit nervous who saying thank God it was over. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My roommates are Catholic, and they make the sign of the cross everytime they get in the car with me to go someplace.
Our Russian teacher, Mr. Volkov, told us the funniest story in class, and I think it was about someone he knew, unless you've heard it before.
The poor man, a quiet Christian in Communist Russia, was baffled when he was arrested and charged with being a Catholic. But then they said they saw him crossing himself each morning before he left for work.
He would go to the door. "Now, let me think." (Hand put to forehead.) "My zipper is up," (checks top of zipper), "my pens are in my pocket," (checks left pocket), "and I have my passport." (Checks right pocket.) Assured that he was ready, he would then walk out the door and go to work.
My roommates are Catholic, and they make the sign of the cross everytime they get in the car with me to go someplace.
I guess your question would be, then--do they also make the sign of the cross every time they get in a car with
somebody else driving, or is it just you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am not Catholic and don't cross myself but I frequently pray when I get in the car. You just never know when some idiot isn't going to stop. I have been the idiot and I have been the target. You just never know.
I would guess that the patient was asking God to take care of her - to help the medication have the desired affect.
But, I don't know.
This is the poem Neakbro produced within 45 minutes, after days of dragging his feet, while we were gathering for Christmas present opening and he was told he didn't get any of his presents unless he had a poem done ahead of time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Amazingly enough, at that point, inspiration finally struck... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And interesting to me, too, how very appropriately this poem, written 16 years ago, fits right into this year's news.
Neakbro (age 14)--1989
Earthquakes and famines, volcanic eruptions,
Men's hearts all filled with unholy corruptions;
Hurricanes, cyclones, tornados, typhoons,
Despots and dictators, political goons...
Violence and crimes that cripple and maim;
Hurting each other's the name of the game!
Machine guns, bazookas, missiles and tanks--
Does it seem like there's little for which to give thanks?
This world, dark with sin, has for thousands of years
Been burdened with sorrows, and all mankind's fears.
But God sent His Son forth to share Heaven's light,
Dispel this earth's gloom, and its black, dreary night.
In Heaven a King, Jesus gave up His crown,
And was born a mere Babe in old Bethlehem town.
He still offers peace to a weary old world;
In Him the full sum of God's love is unfurled.
Wise men still seek Him, the old saying goes;
He's still our best Friend in a world full of foes.
In spite of disasters, pain, death, war, and strife,
His presence is with us, His offer is life.
A few years back, Neakbro had to write poetry for his English class. I nearly had a terminal fit of laughter when I heard about it, after all the trouble I'd had with him over poems. However, he had to have it in order to graduate, and although (typically) he waited until the last minute, he produced a pack of poems that got him an A, and which his teacher kept for quite some time to show to other teachers. I guess she'd never gotten poems about abstract math concepts and science before. I am proud to have primed his pump, so to speak, with these early, uncooperative efforts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Flard (age 13)--1989
My Christmas present is under the tree;
I'm sure that I know what I want it to be.
I've bugged Mom so much that she went to the store,
And bought me a muzzle I really abhor!
The cause of it all really makes me quite mad;
I wasn't too good--I was actually bad!
Now I fear all the tricks that Mom might have in stock;
If I ask for more presents I just might get a rock...
Or maybe a skunk, or a moldy old peach,
Or possibly even a 10-foot long leech!
Now why won't this happen, you wonder and sigh.
I think Jesus has told us the true answer why,
For God, just like a father, gives gifts from the heart
To the good and the bad, to the stupid and smart.
Not what we deserve, or what we have earned;
That's lucky for us, or we'd have to be burned!
Now I know I can trust my Mom and my Dad
For a very nice present even IF I were bad;
And you can trust God, for the gift that He gave
Was His very own Son, this old lost world to save.
Well, back to work for me, before I drown in a sea of my own nostalgia. Don't worry, we're almost done with poems. I'm only going to do one more from Flard--I mean, how many Christmas poems have you read before now that talk about dead animals? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />--and a couple from Neaksis. And then, if people can tolerate one more, the one Neak, as the Dervish, wrote for me two years ago, in "his" own version of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas. He didn't just become the Dervish in 2005, you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
NO MORE POEMS (from neaksis)!!!! NO MORE POEMS (from neaksis)!!!!
before I drown in a sea of my own nostalgia.
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Thats not drowning, thats having great loving memories tl.. Flard was and is your little boy & yes when you look back and think of the times you may have wasted or wish to do over, well been there, still am actually, but if we cant do that we can try to do better can't we?
Well if the year just going has been tough for us lets remember whats it was for others and be thankful for what we have. little perhaps for some, more for others, sometimes it is hard to understand how God is working in the world but we just have to have faith - hard as that is at the worst of times. .....
Night Action Afghanistan Taking 'The Bridge' pass in Afghanistan Davo comes home for one last time His Dad's funeral Mates losing mates
NO MORE POEMS (from neaksis)!!!! NO MORE POEMS (from neaksis)!!!!
Dream on! Would you
really like to deprive everybody of the "wee, bitsy Christmas sprite," to say nothing of your father, the dump forager? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I think Neaksis poems are a requirement tl..especially as she did not find them to accidently lose them !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
in BIG CAPITALS to just to make sure we all know who wrote it!! heh hheh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Saw a great sign today in a shop...
"Unattended children will be given Chocolate, Red cordial, an expresso and a free puppy"
lol thats so funny if you have kids...... didn't notice too many unattended kids either lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Loved the sign. I always tell people who offer the grandkids candy that if they give them any, I'll give them the children, and they have to take them home!! Still got all 6 of 'em, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW, when I looked at the pictures you posted, I found them all either scary or touching, but the one of the little boy leaving his daddy's funeral and clutching a teddy bear brought tears to my eyes.
I am not a pacifist, as others on this forum have said they are. Like many other members of my church, I subscribe to the practice of decades, observed when Seventh-day Adventists (such as MS and HP) go into the military--they generally enter the medical corps as unarmed non-combatants, and refuse to carry weapons even on the battlefield. That way they participate in serving their country, but without taking violent action against someone else. When MS was injured (multiple times) in Viet Nam, he was, unarmed, giving medical aid to other soldiers during a fire fight. I only say this, not to enter into controversy with anyone else of an opposing view, but simply to give some context for my reaction to that photo.
I know it's an unimaginable tragedy for a child to lose his dad that way, and now is certainly not the time to try and teach him philosophizing...but I hope that someday when he is older, he can realize that he had a daddy of which he can be proud. In an era where too many people are unable to stand up for what they say they believe, as evidenced (just for an example) on this forum, where many people are suffering because of spouses who didn't believe in their marriage and their vows enough to faithfully live them--there is something honorable and noble to me about men who believe in something as abstract as freedom for somebody else, and not only that, to believe in it enough enough to die for it. From what you've said about him, Aussie is that sort of man as well--ready to risk everything for his country, his family, his mates, his cause...and it reminds me of the words Jesus said, "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." (John 15:13)
t&l
tl
I hope someone can tell that little boy one day and that he will understand. When I saw that pic I cried so much for what it meant for that little boy. I think I saw Mikey in him too.
Its so easy to scoff at whats going on and miss the pain thats coming from so many sacrifices.
Those pics were of the hard things we have faced this year in many countries, doesn't matter if US or OZ or Brit or whoever. Yes, even our enemies.
I'm going to post some happy ones too. Aussies dad once said to me not long before he died that you shouldn't laugh if you have never cried. I understand that intimately now.
It sounds so simple but yet its not.
You know this may sound silly to you tl but even married to a soldier I never thought, it never entered my mind that baring extraordinary circumstances like a old East/West war in EUROPE that AUSSIE would actually have to go to war.
Some sort of Police action I thought yes maybe one day [ 4 of them later <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ]
It sounds bizarre but remember we swore we would never get into another Vietnam here so that left being invaded - almost impossible due to remoteness etc - or a UN force like in Korea thing. But a war of year after year after year ,,never thought it would really happen. And certainly not being away for years as well. But I suppose my gran & great gran thought the same thing in 1939.
Strange isn't it?
And those wonderful things you say about Aussie are exactly those things which make me afraid at the same time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
3 kids for sale, real cheap.
The Princess is screaming and jumping up and down in her room because Mr. Computer was supposed to clean it for a consequence but then I sent him to his room for 1 1/2 hours so she has to do it.
Mr. Computer was fighting with the Princess, so I spanked them both. As soon as they left my side, he went over and belted her a good one. I called him over to try and present some choices to him, but he wouldn't stop his rant long enough to listen. I briefly put my hand over his mouth in an attempt to interrupt the flow of words, so he spit and stuck his tongue out and licked between my fingers. So that is why he is in his room for so long. He screamed all the way there.
The Dervish has gotten the dog dirty - again - filled up with water the hole he dug in the sand above the septic tank, gotten his clothes all muddy, had numerous screaming and kicking episodes, and swiped a package of hot chocolate and ate it all. (He ate a whole package of MM's by himself last night.) That, and he and Mr. Computer spent their early morning time while I was still sick in bed, playing illicit games on the computer. How it was even still on, I'll never know.
I can't remember the last time all three of them were this bad all at once. There is not enough time in the day for clever, creative consequences for everything they've been doing. I am still just shaking my head in disbelief. Maybe I should cancel Christmas? There doesn't seem to be anything else bad enough. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
The Dayquil is working, or I would be in a heap of trouble!!! I just wish I felt well enough to make all the goodies the trolls don't deserve. Neaksis is not having any better luck with her children; she & I could eat everything by ourselves...
We sent Neaksis' bio in to the publisher today, very exciting. She is having the same trouble I did about finding things to lend her credibility as a writer. We have no credibility, except that we wrote. I made sure to mention in her sample blurb (they just use it as an idea when they write the real one) that she is a single mother. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> When she is not looking, maybe I will also give them the link to her Christian singles profile. ("If you are a single male under the age of 35, and would like to get to know Neaksis better, feel free to write to her at.....")
She's gonna kill me now!
Wow, for all our charm, we don't sound much like the Cleavers, do we?
More like the Bratty Bunch...
I used to make my boys do work together when they fought. I think yours are still a little young. Mine HATED working on something together.
I had some exciting news last night, too. Yesterday AJ went with one of the guys from church to a meeting in Sacramento. (Can't remember if I mentioned that or not.) He met lots of interesting people while he was there, including an 83yo man who runs 6 miles every day and credits his vegetarian lifestyle with his longevity and vitality. (Don't tell anyone, but that is more vitality than either AJ or I currently possess.)
He also met someone from a church in Vacaville who would like me to come do a program there. Maybe if I get around a little more I can improve from #8?
But what was most exciting was he met one of the important people from another publishing house, who remembered me from St. Louis, though he had never had a chance to read my book. He was very interested in the book about Peter, and gave AJ the contact information for the guys I would need to submit it to. It would be at least several months before I got a decision from them, but I will begin the query process right away.
It would be nice to lay all the responsibility on someone else, even if it took a little longer. Besides, they pay a bigger advance than R&H, though the overall rate is the same.
The Princess runs her stomach by the clock, and she has just indignantly informed me that it is several minutes past 12, and lunch is not ready. I guess it's time to go cook something. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Very good idea about working together. I'll have to watch carefully or it will be just more of the same, but they obviously have excess energy that needs to be expended somehow, so I might as well benifit from it.
I laughed, and laughed when I read about the kids. It brings back so many memories - funny now, but a pain then.
I don't meant to make light of how it is. It takes so much energy to teach children. Or to endure their upbringing.
I hate to tell you it's often worse in their teen years, but if you can refrain from killing them, grand kids are a great reward for patience.
My children get along well now. Two years ago was the first Christmas as married couples for three of ours, and they asked if they could come home and sleep and spend Christmas morning with us. They all live within a mile of us, so we thought it an unusual request. They told us that they wanted their partners to feel the Christmas spirit that they had known growing up. We had a wondeful experiance, family gatherings are always special times. I know your mom teases you, but it's worth it.
Believer, on that funeral thread, I wrote what I felt. You should always do what you think is best. That's the way it works.
Good Morning T&L, you sleepy head. Did you wake up tired again?
SS
Neak, I hope it works - as far as publishing goes. That's so interresting, and exciting, but it's still a lot of work for you. Rest while you can.
SS
Wow, for all our charm, we don't sound much like the Cleavers, do we?
No, but it sounds like you could
use a good cleaver. Or two! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Good Morning T&L, you sleepy head. Did you wake up tired again?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> There's another way? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Make that a triple order of cleavers, to go. Put a rush on it.
SS, I'm glad they made you laugh. It was pretty funny, especially hearing the squeeeeeeeees from the Princess. The ones where she was jumping came out more like squeeEEEeeeeeEEEEeeeeeEEEEeeeeeeeEEEeee!
If this publisher doesn't want it, self-publishing is a very viable option, especially since that's what we were planning to do anyway. I just need to hurry and finish my final going-through.
I just need to hurry and finish my final going-through.
You have my permission to do it as soon as your health is back up to where it should be.
Until then - well............ I don't know. Knowing you have kids, and their ages, mayby working on the book would give you a needed rest. I should just shut up, and finish my work.
T&L, I understand that some people wake up rested after a good sleep - I've never met one personally, but I have HEARD about it.
Now I'm yawning, I should quit talking about this.
SS
The major drawing card to working on the book is I get to sit down. Up until now I have not had good enough concentration to do very well, but I think that is ok now.
I do have to interject about forcing children to work together.... now naturally it depends upon the child, but I have to confess this. Since I was naturally the brattiest child in the family, I found ways to TORTURE my brothers when we were forced to work on projects after getting in trouble--I harassed them in every way possible, and yet convinced my parents enough to back me up and punish my brothers even more. Which in turn created more hate and bitterness between me and them. The middle child brother never quite forgave me until I married Flard--he's quite bad at holding grudges. I feel very sorry for being a devil as a child, but I would never force my children to work together, unless they could kiss and make up through it, otherwise it will leave a horrid bitter taste in one or both <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> To me, I was fine, because I almost always won the battles. Now my poor brother(s)... different song.:(
Flard at least got a kick out of hearing about my escapades. He used to try to egg me into being a brat, just so he could call me one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />.
is Neaksis writing a book?!?!?!? I did not know this!
So Flard calls me up, wanting to know the latest gossip on the Anderson clan, and then he told me he specifically made it a point to tell I.B. how much he despised Andersons so it would get back to them. Wowee. Well, I wonder how long it will take to reach me via Rachel?
I am in Tillamook, Oregon, visiting a brother for Christmas. Just the two of us. We're trying to out-cheese the other for gift ideas. So far, I think he'll be quite pleased with my gift--a "Napoleon Dynamite" T-shirt. I think its cheesy, but he would love to have one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> A phrase, "Your momma goes to college," or "Tina (the Llma Napoleon hates), you Fat Lard!" or "Gosh!" or "Skillz" or "Numchuck Skillz" or "Liger" "Rex Qwon Doe" or something stupid like that. Boys. David is on a Napoleon kick as well I believe.
Anyway, I will sign off <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> and go to bed. Not much else to report over here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Mailed you a package yesterday, Gell. I guess you'll have to get it when you get home from your visit. It seems Flard's high moral standards (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />) don't prevent him from trying to stir up trouble when he gets a chance. IB went off on maternity leave today, so if she wants to pass incendiary messages to her in-laws, at least she's got plenty of time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Better flame-proof your computer before the complaints start coming at you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Hope you have a nice Christmas, my dear. We'll miss you down here, though.
t&l
P.S. I may have published his embarrassing childhood poems, but at least I didn't use his real name! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's the same old book you've already heard about, Peter, Fisher of Men. Not that I'm not proud of her for writing it, but I've read it at least 6 times already, what with all that proofreading, plus one read for myself, and another for the kiddies...and it's not even published yet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OK, a quick Dervish anecdote before my patient needs something. Or something.
When we went to Journey to Bethlehem a couple of weeks back, Neaksis and I had all the kids (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) to supervise. The "journey" consists of a 45-min. tour, in the cold and the dark (NOT that I'm bitter!), of a large lot with little tableaus set up representing (surprisingly enough) a journey to Bethlehem. Each group joins the family of your guide, and follows them from place to place as they travel to pay their taxes, meeting Roman soldiers, shepherds, wise men, other travelers, Herod, etc. along the way.
When we first joined our group, the guide taught everybody to say "Shalom," and had them repeat it several times for practice before we set out. The Dervish dutifully repeated "Shalom," too, but a half-bubble off plumb, so to speak. Here's how it went: Guide, "Shalom." Group, "Shalom." Brief moment of silence. Dervish, in a high-yet-oddly-piercing voice, "Shalo-o-o-o-om." This sequence was repeated each time during the practice. When we finally set out and made our first stop, at the mapmaker's house, we did the whole sequence again as we arrived, and then when we left it went like this: Mapmaker, "Shalom." Guide, "Shalom." Group, "Shalom." Silence...
Dervish, "Shalo-o-o-o-om.......Noah, why we keep saying 'Shalo-o-o-o-o-om'?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish Life Philosophy: You never want to let the fact that you don't have a clue what you're doing, keep you from full participation in it.
t&l
Neaksis (age 11)--1989
At Christmas time, my Grandma's house
Is really the place to be.
I like to help her decorate,
And set up the Christmas tree.
She's got little red elves and a mouse in a shoe,
Ten billion Santas, and some candy canes, too.
We carefully set them in just the right place,
And when we're finished there's not one empty space.
But finally everything's perfect at last,
And we all sit down for our Christmas repast.
The Bible says Jesus, His heart full of love,
Is fixing us places in heaven above.
He's building us houses along streets of gold;
There no evil will enter, the Bible has told.
So I like to rejoice, when I look at the tree,
At what God's preparing for you and for me;
And when all is ready, the time is just right,
Our Lord will return to end earth's dark night.
So the meaning of Christmas, I think that it's true,
Is this "Tale of Preparing" I've just shared with you.
He'll soon have them ready--those mansions so fair.
He's coming to get us...don't YOU want to be there?
t&l
Neaksis (age 12)--1990
When I was a wee, bitsy Christmas sprite,
I wished for more presents with all of my might.
I thought my parents were rich, you see,
And could make heaps of goodies go under our tree.
I craved all those wonderful things at the store;
No matter how many, I still wanted more.
I'd sit and imagine they ALL were for me;
I'd gaze, and I'd ponder, then whisper, "Let's see,
Now what could be in that big square box so nice--
A lovely tiara, with diamonds like ice?
And inside this round box, all wrapped up in green,
There must be some treasure that waits to be seen!"
But now that I'm older, a tiny bit smart,
I know that my presents all came from K-Mart.
Instead of a wealthy dad like Donald Trump,
Mine likes to forage for things at the dump.
Since I've found they've no money piled up to the sky,
I try not to expect all those things they can't buy.
I know though they're poor, they did all that they could,
To make all our Christmases happy and good.
But my heavenly Father? He owns everything--
The sky, and the stars, and the sweet birds that sing.
He gives me a life to live here on this earth;
He offers salvation, the gift of new birth...
And someday a home where we'll never grow old;
No diamond tiaras, but crowns of pure gold.
So I don't regret all the things I can't get,
For the best gifts of all haven't come to me yet.
I'm almost grown up now, and not such a pig;
So I want to share with you this secret so big...
God's presents are not just for me; they're for you--
And for all who'll accept what His Son came to do.
t&l
A Naturalist Dreams at Christmas by Flard (age 14)--1990
I went for a walk on a cold Christmas night,
Surrounded by signs of sin's terrible blight.
The stark, barren branches against the night sky;
The dry, fallen leaves where they'd drifted to die.
At my feet in the leaves, there rustled a mouse,
A stray from its sheltering, warm, downy house.
A fierce great horned owl swooped down on its prey,
And carried the doomed mouse to death far away.
Ahead lay some poor creature's scattered remains;
Just some fur, and some bones, and a few bits of brains.
It made me feel sad that God's world had been spoiled;
Its beauty imperiled, its purity soiled.
I awoke with the sun, and while I was asleep,
It had snowed in the night, with the drifts piled deep.
I looked all around, everywhere, high and low--
And everything shone with bright, white, gleaming snow.
It had buried the signs of evil and sin;
Just like God cleanses our hearts from within.
The blood of our Savior will cover our past;
It won't melt in the springtime; THIS covering will last.
After 1990, I reached the point of diminishing returns, and a cost/benefit analysis convinced me it was more trouble to make those boys write the poems than it was fun to send the finished results...so I gave it up and resumed writing my own letters. But it was funny while it lasted, and this particular one of Flard's has always cracked me up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That is very very good news about the book and the publisher. Another option for you to get it out there.
What has not writing a book BEFORE got to do with neaksis being considered or not? I mean even Dickens had to write for the FIRST time once!! Right?
tl those poems are gorgeous ... what happy memories they must bring of the times with the kids!
Aren't kids great!
That story of neaks brought back some very pleasant memories and some which are funny NOW.
Not that funny then !!! LOL
I remember one time when DS around 13 was teasing his big sister around 14 - usual stuff - DD being gooey eyed over some young man at school.
In the end I sent her outside to spread the hay over the potato plants and he to clean his room ..no way was I putting MY hand under that bed!
So then I hear more yelling, I did the big sigh thingy and got up to go outside and what do I find? DS had used DD's make up to paint a desert camo over his face knowing that he was not supposed to touch her 'girl' stuff *and was opening her diary just about to read it aloud when DD took after him with the pitch fork in her hands.
He dropped the diary and ran for it. I dropped everything and ran after her, and trailing along behind me laughing and falling over every few steps thinking it was a great joke was little Peter.
I have no idea what the neighbours thought at the time. The Simpsons or South Park live maybe!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> funny now!
A lot of these books list the life achievements of their authors, the professional societies to which they belong, their degrees, previous published books, etc., and etc., etc., and blahblahblahblahblah--I guess to lend credibility to their work. As a joke, when writing the bio for her first book, Neak, having no such professional qualifications, said she was the county champion in diaper changing and speed vacuuming...and was shocked when it appeared on the back of the book once it was published.
Here, Neak, is a sample bio for your sister: "Neaksis, age 27, single, attractive, shy but with an excellent sense of humor and a sharp wit, skilled cook and homemaker, seamstress, photographer, artist, and adoptive mother of 3 cute-yet-disturbed preteens, has an much more extensive knowledge of sexual perversions than you would expect from your average virgin maiden. (She disapproves of them. Don't get your hopes up!) In addition to hoping that you will purchase her book, she is also taking applications from eligible men of an appropriate age (under 90), attractiveness (please tell me your face doesn't stop clocks and shatter mirrors), wealth (do you have a job?), ambition (if your butt's been welded to the recliner seat, don't bother), and life vigor (must have pulse)." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Why do I think that I'm not going to be the one who gets to write her bio for her? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
t&l
oh my tl
what will neaksis say after THAT one!!! hehehhe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now tl she may go out with any nice man except one in any Defence service. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You know DD's song ....
Soldiers ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
And they'd rather give you a song then diamonds or gold
Letters half written and old faded photo's each night begins a new day
And if you don't understand him and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away
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But I guess if he's REALLY REALLY nice you'll just have to be happy regardless!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Actually tl
you're lucky Aussie doesn't decide to 'help' neaksis ...he'll get her photo sent to all of the entire Coalition troops .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
She said Neaksis.
You know, the one that also has a book.
You know, the one that everyone forgets about?
You know, the one that everyone forgets about?
WHAT
ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? How on earth can we
possibly forget you with that shrill, constant, keening whine going on in our ears? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
he'll get her photo sent to all of the entire Coalition troops .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How funny that would be. Neaksis, Sweetheart of the Coalition! That name might have kind of an unfortunate connotation to some people, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis
I'm not sure I could write a book let alone a bio!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I've been struggling through one of Aussies books - War Commentaries by Julius Caesar - very hard to get into - you know they were as cynical then as now!!
Strange way of writing in the third person ... Caesar did this, & Caesar did that. He's the history buff I'm just curious because of a new TV series called Rome.
Maybe I should stick to TV Week. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
which is why we should NEVER even joke about it to him..EVER!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Your Bio may just cause some problems too ......... lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
We are teasing neaksis....we wouldn't really allow Aussie to do that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, I can see a good time is being had by all!!!
I have some reading to do because I see a heading that talks about one of my very favorite t&lites...the Dervish!
I'll have to go back and see what he has been up to.
Merry Christmas everyone!!
If you want, I'll let you have some first-hand experience with his funny little Dervish ways.
I don't think I said anything yet, but AD, we are all pining after that nice jail. Not a day has gone by since you showed it to us, that we don't sigh wistfully and think how nice it would be to live there.
Now it is an even bigger fantasy than duct tape, or even straight-jackets.
Neaksis is fond of saying, "Kiss Mommy through the bars....."
is Neaksis writing a book?!?!?!? I did not know this!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Oh,
that's what you meant. Oopsie. I wondered why Gell was surprised about Neak's next book. I mean, we've been talking about it
forever. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Who did you say you were again, dearie? Am I supposed to know you?
t&l
AD, we are all pining after that nice jail.
With those 22 beds in the jail, I thought we could run a foster home or something. The adults could live in the front part, and take turns doing night shift with the inmates, I mean, other
residents! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi, CSue. Merry Christmas to you too. Don't express any interest in first-hand Dervish experience, or you'll get a gift in your Christmas stocking you'll never forget. And you'll try!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to bed so I can get up early, or 3 somebodies are going to be getting unfinished aloha shirts for Christmas. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I just got back from town, including taking my niece and nephews to the $1 store to each get a present for the sibling or cousin whose name they had drawn.
The youngest kept fretting about how much tithe he owed on his $2.36, but when I asked him if he had already paid tithe on his allowance for this month, he said yes.
He was very diverted to learn that you don't pay tithe every single time you spend your money. Okay. On $5 I pay fifty cents, which leaves me with $4.50. Now I'm ready to go shopping and I have $4.50, so that means another forty-five cents of tithe...
You can whittle 5 ducats away very quickly at that rate.
Oh, drawing names, a GREAT idea. My WH and I had a huge family with 8 kids, plus his brothers and sisters, my sister and niece, our parents, and then grandkids. Christmas got to be a real struggle.
neak that is so sweet..
We used to draw names and now just buy for the kids. Lots easier for everyone.
Mom, I have decided to become a puggler.
I hope you don't mind.
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You're a glutton for punishment, aren't you?
Go into Google, put in "puggle photo" and then pick the 2nd choice (not the pix @ the top--if those are dogs I don't know who on earth they could sell them to). I think it's dog breed info. In addition to puggle photos (cute pups, homely adults, although humans often suffer from the same problem <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) they have a place you can go to see a large variety of "designer dogs"--spell that "M-U-T-T," including a Doberman/Poodle cross (think Doberman with his tail in a light socket), Dachsund/Poodle (large-eared, hairy rat), Schnoodle (so ugly its mother still wears a bag over her head), etc.
Better look before you leap. Mr. Finley plus 2 more dogs (one of which is a pug!) sounds like about 2 dogs too many. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
A Christmas parody by Notso U. Neak.
'Twas the morn before Christmas, and all through the house,
I ran with my cup, the whole carpet to douse.
My brother and sister were snug in their beds,
While towers of Christmas gifts danced in their heads.
I saw Mama sleeping, and Dad in his mask,
There wasn't much time, so I bent to my task.
Despite my best efforts, there rose such a clatter,
I knew that I only had seconds to finish my splatter.
The moon on the breast of my just-risen mother
Billowed and heaved--she was all in a pother;
For what to her sleep-bleary eyes should appear,
But a small, naked man, clutching what he held dear.
More rapid than eagles, my mama she came;
She whistled and shouted and called my full name.
To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!
As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky;
So throughout the house, oh, my mama she flew.
With my hands full of toys, you can bet I flew, too.
All the toys that were wrapped I left under the tree,
Just the ones I had opened, I took--but ah, me...
Because of the bundle of toys on my back,
My mama did catch me and give me a whack.
She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,
Rewrapped all the presents, then turned with a jerk;
I heard her exclaim with a voice shrill and thin,
IF YOU WANT TO HAVE CHRISTMAS, NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!"
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hehehhhehehehehhehe LMAO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> thats funny tl
One Christmas morning - years ago - we were on holiday on Rottnest Island off Perth where we had come over from the East to visit family - yep same place Aussies brother broke his collar bone & cut his head & yes did win the race , men are unbelievable - anyway Peter had not been born, DD & DS were 9 & 8 and we decided to walk down to the settlement from the army barracks - about 6 in the morning already hot - in bathers - I could fit in a bikini back then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - thongs you know flip flops that was it except for DS & AUSSIE they went barefoot.
I was telling Aussie off for smoking a cigar - wanted him to give it up for the kids & health reasons - seems redundant right now - and so in irritation he nipped off the burning portion and threw it away. "Freakin woman yada yada yada" you know.
Next thing I know DS - my baby boy- my innocent little 9 yr old was swearing like a little trooper - wonder where he learned those words <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Apparently he stepped on a burning cig or SOMETHING that some inconsiderate person threw away ..Ooops <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
He muttered all the way there and all the way back discussing the parentage of such person who would do such a thing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> He still refers to it. Burned into his memory so to speak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
We never did tell him who did that!
Ah Christmas memories. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Finally going to bed. Drugs do eventually work! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
tl you know through all of the last few weeks I didn't ask once, sorry really should have.... how are you?
I know you have reflex action of concentrating on the job at hand but how do you feel these days?
Had a stray thought from my long ago school days - blame the drugs - from the teachings of old SISTER Magdelena of the Immaculate conception or was it Sisters of Mercy, or Sisters without mercy???anyway....
God is good, God is kind, God dislikes little girls who whine
I think its because I felt whiney or winey one or the other <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
seems redundant right now
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
how are you? I know you have reflex action of concentrating on the job at hand but how do you feel these days?
Hm-m-m-m. I'll have to think about whether or not to tell the truth, before I answer that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
And how are
you? Wanna exchange LIES?!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi T&l
I'm glad AW asked how you were doing too - I was beginning to think I was talking to the clam. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
People really do care. You do know that, don't you?
Here's a poem for Neak.
I thought it was good, considering.
Home
IT takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home,
A heap o' sun an' shadder, an' ye sometimes have t' roam
Afore ye really 'preciate the things ye lef' behind,
An' hunger fer 'em somehow, with 'em allus on yer mind.
It don't make any differunce how rich ye get t' be,
How much yer chairs an' tables cost, how great yer luxury;
It ain't home t' ye, though it be the palace of a king,
Until somehow yer soul is sort o' wrapped round everything.
Home ain't a place that gold can buy or get up in a minute;
Afore it's home there's got t' be a heap o' livin' in it;
Within the walls there's got t' be some babies born, and then
Right there ye've got t' bring 'em up t' women good, an' men;
And gradjerly as time goes on, ye find ye wouldn't part
With anything they ever used -- they've grown into yer heart:
The old high chairs, the playthings, too, the little shoes they wore
Ye hoard; an' if ye could ye'd keep the thumb-marks on the door.
Ye've got t' weep t' make it home, ye've got t' sit an' sigh
An' watch beside a loved one's bed, an' know that Death is nigh;
An' in the stillness o' the night t' see Death's angel come,
An' close the eyes o' her that smiled, an' leave her sweet voice dumb.
Fer these are scenes that grip the heart, an'when yer tears are dried,
Ye find the home is dearer than it was, an' sanctified;
An' tuggin' at ye always are the pleasant memories
O' her that was an' is no more -- ye can't escape from these.
Ye've got t' sing an' dance fer years, ye've got t' romp an' play,
An' learn t' love the things ye have by usin' 'em each day;
Even the roses 'round the porch must blossom year by year
Afore they 'come a part o' ye, suggestin' someone dear
Who used t' love 'em long ago, an' trained 'em jes t' run
The way they do, so's they would get the early mornin' sun;
Ye've got t' love each brick an' stone from cellar up t' dome:
It takes a heap o' livin' in a house t' make it home.
Edgar A. Guest
Neak Sis,
You really are not forgotten.
We just respond more to them that responds to us.
Oh, and AW - we want to know how you are too.
Just to level the playing field, I am doing fine today. My W loves me, she's still married to me, and none of my kids are in prison, or the hospital.
My house has no problem with the septic system. My job is reasonably secure. I have no major health problems, and haven't been wounded lately.
God sustains me in troubles, and teaches me how to cope.
I also have a good support system here on earth. How about you two?
SS
I was beginning to think I was talking to the clam. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Turns out clam is
contagious <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Who knew? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'm pretty much the same as always, only more, lately. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Sigh.
I've got the weirdest thing going on. During my shift last night I started to have pain in my left wrist when I moved my hand. This afternoon I have a lump in my wrist on the inside edge. It's sitting on a nerve, so the pain goes down into my 4th and little fingers, and up the nerve path towards my elbow every time I try to move my hand, and I can't lift anything with it. I'd think it was a burst blood vessel, except I didn't hit it on anything and there's no bruise. Good thing it ain't my
checkin' hand!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm off to plot the Christmas program for the church service this weekend. It's only 2 days away. I don't think it's too
early to start planning, do you? Almost everybody's lost their voices, due to the sharing of the family upper respiratory infection, so I'm guessing there's going to be a lot of instrumental music, and a considerable amount of congregational singing this year. Neaksis just announced that SHE hasn't lost HER voice. Guess I just found my soloist. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's hard to live, and work with physical pain. I hope it improves clear up to 110%.
I'm pretty much the same as always, only more, lately. Sigh.
I'm working on reading between the lines. Pretty sure that means something. Might even know what it means.
"Wishing I could have a rest, but I can't, so I'll just keep on going as long as I hold together. "
I would guess AW is at that same point in life.
We'll be praying for you. You can count on it.
You already know God loves you, so I won't bore you with that. You already know (when it gets right down to it) that he'll help. Still, he expects so much on our end.
That's only because we are capable of doing it though. You know that too.
Once my W stopped and spun around and she YELLED this at me: "I know I'm dependable, I know I can do this, I know I can't quit, BUT IT'S SO HARD TO ACTUALLY DO THE WORK."
At least realize that people know, and care.
Wish I could be to the program. We saw the southwest symphony do the "Messiah" a few weeks ago, but I think I would enjoy yours just as much.
BTW, you don't have to reply. Just wanted you to know someone was listening.
SS
Still, he expects so much on our end.
I know the Bible says He won't allow me to be tempted above what I am able to bear. However, the thought invariably intrudes...does He really
have to have so doggone much confidence in me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Wish I could be to the program. We saw the southwest symphony do the "Messiah" a few weeks ago, but I think I would enjoy yours just as much.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> That's really very kind of you to say, and I think that you actually
might enjoy ours just as much...but probably not for the same reasons!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi gang! I had just finished viewing the Tillamook historical museum, full of fascinating stuff from the early good ol' days, when dearie Flard calls. He was a coherent blithering mass. "I just saw the pictures Tina took of you. You look REALLY good. I mean, REALLY good. Do you always keep your hair curly like that?" He must have gone on for about 5 minutes because I walked all the way from the museum to downtown where the bookstore was, while I said, "um hum, hmmm... um hum..." until I said, "Well, now you know what you lost. I need to go because I'm in the used bookstore looking at Field Guides for my bird tour. I'll catch you later." He wished me a very Merry Christmas, and with a touch of sadness in his voice, and regret? hung up the phone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. If I can't be married to him, I can have a bit of a revenge on him by living my life up, succeeding without him (which he said I could never live without him or anyone else supporting me... now proven false! Yay!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. Ok, so I do care, but in a different way now. Thanks for showing off the pictures. He didn't have to say it, because I already knew: he was wishing I was there, because he was feeling sad and lonely right then, needing comfort. He always wanted to see me with long hair, and to touch it, because my hair has always been really soft.
I'm not trying per se to be vengeful. I'm not particularly angry at him, and I'm almost over the hurt. I just have a faint dull ache at times. But it is a good thought to know that perhaps he didn't make the right choice, or at least be sorry he felt compelled to go the way he did. But anyway, I did try calling Neaksis but no one was home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> so I figured the best news source was MB <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />.
Hey - you go girl! You are doing the very best thing, showing him you will move on without him, and have a GOOD life. It's been 3 years for me, and my almost ex has told me several times that he made a huge mistake. I love it.
I did try calling Neaksis but no one was home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> so I figured the best news source was MB <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />.
Embarrassing, isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> That's why this was, for a time, the multi-tasking thread...because it's whatever anybody wants it to be at the moment they want it to be
something! We're all over at Neak's house, plotting the Christmas program for church. Flard will be playing the oboe. Since he doesn't like
Gesu Bambino he didn't want play it this year. Says it sounds too much like
The Streets of Laredo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Fine, he doesn't have to play it. We've just got somebody else to perform it on the violin instead, although he doesn't know it yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Well,
I like it, and it's
my program. Although he's right, and now I always think Smothers Brothers when I hear it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
He and I went shopping this afternoon (boy, I HATE to shop!), had a good time together, and picked up the pictures while we were in town. I just showed them to him when I looked at them myself, but didn't see the small ones until we got to Neaksis' house and she pulled them out. He was VERY impressed with those two, and asked if he could have copies before he left. I had no idea he intended to call you and talk to you about them himself. As his devoted mother, let me say this about my darling son, "What a twit." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I trust that the T&L family is making a generous donation to the MB site, since this thread is responsible for keeping the whole family in contact.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> We're supposed to make donations?!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well let's just say there is a place here for donations listed on the home page.
Wow, I wonder if they accept blood. I've got more of that than money! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Fat would be good, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
See, I just stepped out of the house to go to Freddie Myers to buy a movie to watch with the gang tonight, and then I went and picked them up, and viola!!! The news has spread faster than if I had called each of you up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. Awesome stuff!!! Now, if we had to donate fat, I think Neak and I would have to be counted out of that one... stress has a way of shedding any extra lovin' handles I have, plus living with my bachelor brother who has no food <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />.
I can't believe he actually wanted copies! Your serious about that? How odd, and yet, it makes me feel good, because its almost like revenge <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. He's living with his choices. And I can say that with a pleasant smile on my face, without too much bitterness. I really related to what you Believer said... the sweetest revenge is a good life well lived.
Movie has started. Duty calls <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Give my love to the kids.
Yeah, I kinda wondered what on earth for, but decided not to ask. Maybe he's a masochist and just wants to torture himself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Can't believe FLARD MADE SUCH A SILLY CHOICE !!!!
But I guess he did and its not like someone in a glass house can say too much is it? But I will anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Flard young man ...you are IMPOSSIBLE ...stop worrying your mum. Box his ears tl ...the lad needs to wake up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well TL & SS
How am I you ask? Lets swap lies?? Lol
Mmmmmm yes well *.. the weather is nice isn't it?
Ok ok lets start with easy stuff......
I want my baby boy back home with momma, but that won't happen. .big sigh
I mean there are GIRLS out there trying to steal him away!!!!! Its a dangerous world pumpkin.
My dear daughter is PINING away for her travelling soldier and still thinks its 'cute' for her mommy to have had a baby at MY age. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
She sits & looks at his photo [ travelling soldier] with such devotion which is in total contrast to her women's lib anti war thing she has going at Uni..but what do I know? There's enough 'sugar' coming from the long looks to upset my diabetes. My poor baby is so confused ... lol must be love hey? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Just think ...... could there be GRANDCHILDREN at my age ..... HEHEHEHEHE ROTFLMAO ... sorry hysterical moment
Mikey is THRIVING and loves being the centre of attention BUT is not keen on males except for his big brother so I wonder a leeetle bit about how he will adjust when Aussie one day, far away, comes home. But he will eventually... I did after all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
And I of course am - did I tell you the weather is great - the family is wonderful , mum & dad still actually LIKE each other after 40 yrs or more, my brother is still stubborn and wont talk to his XWW let alone live with her, I STILL hate working while I have Mikey so small - maybe young is the correct word?? lol - when I'm busy at work its ok - nights are hard, weekends worse, but you get that.
As Christmas gets closer it feels like things are worse but thats emotional baggage I suppose. Fake it until you make it I guess.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
This is too, too funny! Be sure you turn the sound up.
Snow Globe
As Christmas gets closer it feels like things are worse but thats emotional baggage I suppose. Fake it until you make it I guess.
I love you Adub!! I wish for you to have your precious boy and Aussie home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Give big hugs to Mikey from Auntie Faith, ok?
gellnjen, Merry Christmas
t&l and neak family,
Thanks for making this a comfortable place for us to hang out. It is the only place I can find AW anymore <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Merry Christmas to all of you my MB friends. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I STILL hate working while I have Mikey so small - maybe young is the correct word??
"Small" as opposed to what? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, glad you're faking it so well. My facade salutes your facade with respect and admiration!! Can making it be far behind? Let's hope not! So, how am I? Did I mention that the weather here is great, too? OK, "great" may be somewhat of an overstatement. Actually it's overcast and extremely grey. But not raining anyway. At this very moment... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'll try to flesh out that generalization later (goodness knows I've got enough flesh for it!), but today I've got 3 shirts to finish, presents to wrap, dishes to wash, a program to complete, and a possible 60-mile round trip to Barnes and Noble later in the day to get Flard's present (assuming it arrives). I should-but-probably-won't change the sheets and wash my clothes (maybe I can just buy more underwear and socks for the weekend). In the evening, we have to practice music for tomorrow, and I've got a headache already...It's 7:17AM and already it seems like a VERY long time until bedtime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
FF, hanging out is always comfortable once you take off your girdle! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And nobody around
here seems to be wearing anything particularly restrictive. At least not that
I've ever noticed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to go tackle my duties at hand now, since my plan to sleep in seems to have been detonated by a nuclear device. Before I go, let me say this: I've read plenty of discouragement on this board by people for whom the holidays bring triggers for great unhappiness, deep sorrow, and a pervading sense of loss. Saying "Merry Christmas" under those circumstances can almost seem insensitive and even flip. But I hope you all--lurkers and chatters alike--have a wonderful Christmas anyway, if for no other reason than its testimony of a divine Love so faithful to
you, that when you were lost no price to be paid was too great, no cost too high, to bring you back "home" again.
Merry Christmas to all of you, and a happier new year.
t&l
How surreal. After just telling how I'm, I mean it, was so gray and gloomy today, I went down to get breakfast and saw that the sky is now blue here, and the sun is shining brightly over my house. It's still so foggy to the west of us that I can't see the neighbor's house up on the hill less than 1/2 mile away, but I, personally, am in the sunshine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Maybe it's an OMEN for us all!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I realize that to believe that would be the inexplicable triumph of optimism over experience, but hey! Let's all hope anyway!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
FF hugs my dear sis [[[[[[faith]]]]]]
LOVE THE SNOW BUBBLE GAME! LOL
Us fakers need to stick together ..hehheh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
of course the huge test will be my 'big' sisters [notice I didn't say 'Older' because then I would be a stinker <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ] who are disgustingly thin - I think they have eating disorders - who will pull apart every word I utter to inspect MY COMFORTABLE MISERY ...I like my misery, leave it alone - it bites. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Then proceed to discuss me in clinical fashion as if I was not there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I mean its not as if its got ANYTHING to do with me has it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Who will then proceed to examine every aspect of my relationship including sexual performance and areas we dont really need to discuss as I try to hide under the nearest rock.
Ah family ,.......... what I could do WITHOUT THEM!!
Now I know why the blokes all take off to the TV room to watch sports. Its not nearly so much fun when YOU are the subject!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I mean I do love them, truly, but why dont they just leave well enough alone ..I haven't done anything stupid in a good 12 months or so - if you discount ... well doesn't matter.
Comments from B & FF need not be made at this time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I think I had better go to bed before I open my mouth to change feet. Again.
End with a HAPPY STORY which is TRUE Sleep tight all!
When the handcuffs of love get a grip on our local law enforcement officers, you just never know the kind of crazy things they may do.
A smitten constable from our local station got so love sick that he used the police communications - known as VKI - to tell his love interest how much he loved her. The female constable - all of 22 - uses the call sign Juliet Bravo 100 at the Bentley station and the car her ernstwhile love was in is known as Juliet Alpha 103 here at the local station.
here is the transcipt of the call ...
VKI - Juliet Bravo 100 can you go to direct channel with Juliet Aplha 103
Juliet bravo 100 - roger that
Juliet Alpha 103 - I've got something important to ask you. I want you to know that I love you with all my heart and you have made me the happiest I could ever be. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Juliet Bravo 100 - '"CLICK CLICK silence
Juliet Alpha 103 - I want you to marry me please
Juliet Bravo 100 - CLICK blushing silence click
VKI - 'Well are you going to bloody answer him Juliet Bravo 100 ' booms the voice of the Commissioner of Polce who happened to be visiting VKI
Juliet Bravo 100 - OMG .. silence & pause ... Um I love you too
VKI - I guess thats an affirmative Juliet Alpha 103!
Juliet Bravo 100 - oh God yes!!
Juliet Alpha 103 - well then I guess you'd better come outside the station then.
There, unbeknownst to her, her beau was waiting with 4 senior officers and two full shifts and a LOT of flowers.
The male and female persons of interest then accosted each other with great enthusiasm in the carpark.
Ain't love grand!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I am wishing you all, a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year on this thread (mine doesn't get so much attention).
I just hope next year is better. I can't take 3 Christmases like this. It's my favorite holiday, but has been spoiled lately.
But doesn't ahve to be for anyone else, so have a great time and appreciate your families!
Ain't love grand!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Good thing for him she didn't say, "No," then, isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm doing so well on the shirts I decided to take a break for a few minutes. I'm even putting little pockets on the boys' shirts. Mostly so they won't complain, but who has to know that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I have a feeling that for AJ, wearing his shirt is going to be a lot like swimming in an Olympic-sized pool. Um, roomy, in other words. Aloha shirts are SUPPOSED to be loose. You keep telling him that, Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Nothing left but buttonholes and buttons. Not my favorite part, but noticed significantly if omitted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> See t&l crack her own whip. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am wishing you all, a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year on this thread (mine doesn't get so much attention).
Maybe you're wearing too many clothes? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> If you'd just shed your facade, and go
stark-stitch nekkid, you'd get all the attention you could ever want! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And more... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Merry Christmas, cc46. Sorry for the circumstances of our meeting, but it's certainly been our pleasure to cyber-know you this past year. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's been great fun and a lot of distraction meeting you and all your family too. Someday we might even meet in person! but not
I don't think.
Supposed to be summer here, but doesn't feel or look like it today <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Can't get through on your house line, which to me means you're online <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> on this exceedingly busy day! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I have just had the most hideous thought. Puhleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze, tell me I understood correctly that you were going to buy my gifts for the 4 kids who aren't getting aloha shirts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> If you didn't, I have instantaneously gone from being well ahead of schedule, to hopelessly lost! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Call me when you see this, one way or another. I need to know what to do. I the meantime I'll be making buttonholes.
t&l
not stark-stitch nekkid I don't think.
You're probably right. I have enough trouble getting nekkid to take a shower! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Never did like my body, even when it was young and skinny. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Age has NOT improved it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, it's just been one thing right after another. Discovered the vacuum cleaner rotor don't rotate...right after the electric clippersr and I scattered Flard's hair all over the carpet. The buttonholes were more trouble than the whole rest of the shirts combined. The sewing maching has been uncooperative the whole time I've been working on them, but I didn't want to lose use of it for the time it would take to have it in the shop for servicing. Figured I'd do it after Christmas. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It showed its appreciation for my tenderness by deciing at buttonhole time to go belly-up on me and kept unthreading itself, doing straight stitches instead of zig-zag, breaking the thread, and the wheel kept sticking a lot and wouldn't turn. HP agreed to oil it for me, only the new bottle of oil has disappeared and in looking for it in a hurry because he wanted to leave for town, I dropped the lid of his (derelict old) trunk down. Only one of his children can fully appreciate the seriousness of my offense. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> He ended up using corn oil, courtesy of Mazola, and now I'm afraid the sewing machine lady will be able to tell we used kitchen oil, when I take it in for her to fix. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> After that it ran a bit better, but during the next buttonhole it spit out a small piece of dark oil/thread onto the front of Mr. Computer's shirt and left an oil spot. Fortunately it came out with a little Shout (AiEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!) and Cheer (Hooray!). There's still a blood spot on AJ's shirt from where I accidentally bled on it after sticking my finger with a needle. I guess I'll have to shout and cheer about that, too. The bobbin ran out 1-1/2 buttonholes from completion--don't look at the underside, Neak, or you'll notice there's a change in thread color on the Dervish's shirt. I doubt HE'LL notice, though. My sharp pointy scissors have disappeared--they're probably with my missing driver's license--so I had to try and open the buttonholes with a seam ripper and some $1.88 Wal-Mart specialty shears which grimly chewed them open the rest of the way. I'm so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> by those buttonholes, I'm going to have to give these shirts under a pseudonym. Really. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Of course, I'm the picky one who, when I was younger and Sergers weren't available for home use, made lining for my dresses with the inside facing out, so that there were no unruly, fraying seams visible inside the dress! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Used to drive my mother nuts.
Not only that, Neaksis and I have had an unfortunate non-meeting of minds, and I'm going to be making a quick trip to the only nearby store (Long's) that might have some dregs for sale there that can be given to the kids who were supposed to be getting stuff that somebody else bought for me!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Well, there goes washing the dishes today, is all I've got to say.
11 more buttons to sew on, then I'm pressing the shirts, wrapping the presents, and heading for a lovely little shopping trip on this festive occasion. I'd ask what could possibly be next, but I don't really want to know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Scrooge
Not only that, Neaksis and I have had an unfortunate non-meeting of minds, and I'm going to be making a quick trip to the only nearby store (Long's) that might have some dregs for sale there that can be given to the kids who were supposed to be getting stuff that somebody else bought for me!!!
I hope whoever that was aimed at understood it.
I'm telling AJ that all he's getting for Christmas is one bloody shirt!
Merry Christmas Neak and family!
Scrooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooge!!
Scrooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooge!!
Yes? Did someone call me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, the violin cancelled at the last minute, to the extreme annoyance of his mother (and the funder of all those interminable violin lessons over the years! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) What an interesting service we're going to be having tomorrow. Good thing it's a small church. Non-critical, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Merry Christmas FF.
Turns out if I hurry I can even wash a few dishes before we leave to practice (some new songs!) for the program tomorrow. Whee. All this wild living is really getting to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I hope the program goes well. I would enjoy it just as much as the Messiah, and you are right, for different reasons.
I so enjoy watching people use their talents - those that do it on stage under the big top (so to speak) , and those that do it for friends, family, and fellow church members.
It's always busy a few days before. I see many of us are about the same. Lives so busy, we are rushing around.
May all of you have time to think too. To ponder this great gift we have been given. May you have time to catch your breath, and sit a minute.
That reminds me - here's a poem for T&L.
Things Work Out
by Edgar Albert Guest
Because it rains when we wish it wouldn't,
Because men do what they often shouldn't,
Because crops fail, and plans go wrong-
Some of us grumble all day long.
But somehow, in spite of the care and doubt,
It seems at last that things work out.
Because we lose where we hoped to gain,
Because we suffer a little pain,
Because we must work when we'd like to play-
Some of us whimper along life's way.
But somehow, as day always follows the night,
Most of our troubles work out all right.
Because we cannot forever smile,
Because we must trudge in the dust awhile,
Because we think that the way is long-
Some of us whimper that life's all wrong.
But somehow we live and our sky grows bright,
And everything seems to work out all right.
So bend to your trouble and meet your care,
For the clouds must break, and the sky grow fair.
Let the rain come down, as it must and will,
But keep on working and hoping still.
For in spite of the grumblers who stand about,
Somehow, it seems, all things work out.
Just so you know, I don't think you complain all that much (your daughters can comment if they think it's necessarry.)
It's just that I wanted to encourage you that things will work out.
I hope that wrist is doing better. Sewing all day wouldn't be much fun with a sore wrist.
Merry Christmas.
SS
So I have had two very fascinating conversations about relationships recently which inspired me to pick up a book my mom gave me the summer Flard and I said adieu. "10 Stupid THings Women Do to Mess Up Their Lives," by none other than Dr. Laura, the crass and often-times rude lady who is quoted to me WAAAAAY too much by my over zealous mother! I'm beginning to not like that woman very much. Actually, haha! I've never liked her! But I have a deep respect for her books. And boy have I had a revelation, or else a "Ahha!" lightbulb experience, where my dazed thoughts have now been ordered and explicitly labelled according to their Latin names!!! I got my jumbled mess of thoughts organized! Yippee!
So here are some of the major quotes that jumped out at me today while reading the first three chapters:
"Women are so driven by the desire to exist through men..." (ibid 6).
"In order to grow, you've got to face the fact that painless change happens only in fairy tales. .. Decide to become more meaningful to yourself and to others" (7).
"Tragically, when a woman doesn't dare to dream or endeavor to a purpose, a sense of meaning generally comes from excessive emphasis on a relationship with a man and/or producing babies" (13).
"It is your job as a woman, as a person, to become as fully realied as you can by having dreams, forging a purpose, building an identity, having courage, and making commitments to things outside yourself. In so doing, you take a more active role in the quality of your own life so that other people--friends, spouses, children--share in your growth rather than become responsible for it. You'll feel super. And you'll feel really womanly--as opposed to babyish or girlish--perhaps for the first time" (24).
The Female Escape route "is a socially acceptable means of avoiding becoming an individual--through attachment" with men, enamored with love and romance (31).
Expecting a boyfriend [or any male] to provide you with your life is unrealistic and actually unfair, because it's simply not his job. men are here to share our lives, not to be our lives" (32).
Women [are] being driven [by themselves] to attach to men for identity, affirmation, approval, purpose, safety, and security--values that can really only come from within ourselves" (34).
Unfortunately "men are... used by many women as a place to hide from teh difficulties and discomforts of becoming an autonomous human being... They are often burdened with the task of being the source of affirmation and approval for the woman's young, uncertain, developing, or even somewhat damaged self-esteem" (36).
"For women to expect men to be the bandage for their hurt is to surrender the opportunity to be co-equal and confident in a relationship" (39).
In summary: most women, and I once upon a time (I hope and pray I've dealt with this part of my life), are so needy for a man, that being in a relationship is an addiction because they find their self-esteem, value, worth, whatever, in being in a relationship. I didn't become such a needy person until bad things started coming up between Flard and I. I realized that when the man doesn't perform right, her esteem is crushed because she has based her whole life on his instead of her own. I did this! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Stupid, stupid, stupid. When Flard went his own way without taking me with him, I let him or rather, gave him my identity, my self-worth and esteem. This is NEVER A GOOD THING! Anyway, this book by Dr. Laura is amazing. Just thought I'd share a few excerpts from it. I am hoping I have mostly covered this ground and am not that way anymore, but I guess I'll see if I ever get into another relationship with someone! Its time for the women of the world to stand up and build their own goals, dreams, identity, withou basing their whole life on a man who is human and fallible just as we are. I know I wouldn't want a man basing himself off me! That would be jacked up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm excited by my new discovery <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> even if you guys knew this already. I did too, but I didn't realize I was doing it only 2 years ago! Its awesome being smacked in the face sometimes, because that provides the best growth possibilities.
I'm off to the Christmas program here in Tillamook. Hugs to everyone.
gellnjen -
Those are wise things to learn. Luckily you are very young still. Many women go through their whole lives, without figuring it out. With your permission, I would like to quote your post to a person on the Dating After Divorce board here.
Evening all
Christmas eve here .. well nearly 1.35pm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />-
tl I always found that when I was short of prezzies a card - kept a 100 extra just incase - with some $$$ in it seemed to smoothe the problem right away!!
Not exactly made with love but when you forget its a life saver.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Well, we've been to Neak's house and sharpened our knives for tomorrow's musical massacre. Teach the church to keep dumping this program on us year after year! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well why you guys go to sleep I'm gong back shopping!! yikes
chrissy is crazy!! Mum is in a panic as usual .... dad is drinking beer and hiding in the tv room - as usual ...sisters are working and/or drinking white wine - as usual
only problems are 3 missing men but we are waiting with bated breath for some contact ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL with hugs & kisses xoxoxoxoxo
Lets see what I've ordered for you from Santa ...
tl - pure & loving contentment with some spice
Neak - peace & contentment, some closure, a long & happy M
AJ - strength & pride in all he does knowing it's with love for neak & family that its worth every hard moment
Neaksis - a man who can share, give & accept love, and thinks she & the kids are the best thing since sliced bread
Flard - will find what he wants and learn how to reach that with honour and pride
HP to find that life is good and he only has to step out into the sun to find more than he could imagine!
Gell, ff, cc, csue AD SS B wow who have I forgot ..so many I'l catch uo with you all [yep a threat <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ] lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
mums ready 3 hours shopping to go!!! woo bloody hoo <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Believer, you don't have to ask permission <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> it sort of made me feel good you wanted to share it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Dating after divorce.... a very S.C.A.R.Y. thought!!!!!!! I don't see how people can do it so quickly! Honestly! I may have gone through some really lonely parts, where intimate male companionship was what I craved, but I could NOT BRING MYSELF to actually go out and find the solution with some guy! So my body pillow got a lot of hugs from me at night as the tears ran down my face . But I am over the weepy stage, and the "I miss intimacy so desperately" stage, to just pure satisfaction with my life and with singleness. I honestly don't want to trade my time with ME with ANYBODY right now! I like me! Me and I enjoy hanging loose, chillin' out!
A year ago, that was a different story. I hated myself. I couldn't be alone, in fact, many nights I watched movies ALL NIGHT LONG because I couldn't be by myself. I was renting from my brother and his wife, and once when they left for a week long vacation, I literally starved myself weeping on the floor all day long. I could do nothing but drink, pee, and every once in a while try to force food down and try to keep it down too. The green shag carpet seemed to take over me as we got intimate... me face down in it sobbing for a week straight. It was awful! I had reduced myself so much that I was willing and wanting to die because I lost my spouse. I'm sorry, but NO MAN is worth it! No woman is worth it! Dangit, it makes me mad just thinking about it now. So I really related to Dr. Laura's book, because I had lost my identity in my spouse, and when we split, I had nothing left of me but a shell, and one I couldn't even stand to live in! This probably pushed Flard away as well. I know it hurt him to see me like that--my own immature stupidity--and for that, I have already apologized to him for.
Which is why I feel like now I've been given a new lease to my life--God handed me the keys to a brand new me, and said, "Go enjoy! Experience! Live!" Viva la singleness! I could not give it up easily, and frankly, I don't want to for a good loooooooonnnnnnnnggggggg time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I wonder this: if those people able to whip right back into the dating scene after divorce or a split, is that a sign they never had true commmitment or such a deep love for their spouse? Or are they trying to just cover and drug over the pain? To me, I was just so doggone in love with Flard that it would have been as if I were slicing and dicing and flaying his skin to have even entertained the thought of another guy in his stead. Even now, I choke up with the thought--not sure if its in memoriam of him, or rather my own fears of getting screwed, or trust issues I have now developed because of getting hurt--but honestly, I would rather go home single and lonely, than married and the most desolate kind of loneliness known to mankind. That thought ALWAYS cheers ME UP! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE IN AUSSIE LAND! And I've been looking at tickets to fly over there March 10... I have some friends over there, and I have a longer spring break than normal because my internship with the State Legislature lets out before school does <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> so cool <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />.
I do admit this thndr, I miss Christmas with you guys. Its just my brother and I now, neither of us are getting any gifts from Santa (I PROMISE I was good! Now, I don't know about him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />) but we at least did get invited by some people at the Christmas program to eat with them Christmas. Christmas isn't Christmas without children ripping into packages though, and a huge Christmas tree with lights. I really miss CHristmas with you guys. My parents don't do Christmas as you know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> so that option is out! I watched "Polar Express" and cried... silly, I know, but when everyone is together with family but you, its a downer. Ah, well. I manage. We've been trying to gloss the season over, pretending its not really in existence, to not feel so lonely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />.
So I'm getting my fix by seeing all you guys wishing each other happiness here on the forum!!! I am taking my turn at verboseness tonight--so I will sign off. See ya'll later! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
gelln
I think I will ask santa that you find HAPPINESS. Its a very trite thing to say , very simple, but oh so hard to obtain..I almost lost myself finding it and it was here all the time.
Happiness isnt just one thing or one person to me, Its whole lot of little things each giving me joy ... some in giving some in receiving
yes happiness for gelln
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Thanks AW for your sweet words to all of us! You are a very thoughtful wonderful person.
I thank God that He has given me happiness--I find hundreds of things every day to make me smile--I make a point to be the most grateful person every day. When I go to the bank, I thank the tellar. When I finish at the grocery store, I thank the bagger. When I get home to find my roommate has made a beautiful supper, I give her a big hug. When my teacher encourages me, it sends me floating. Yes, I am VERY thankful for a new life, one where I am finally independent from everyone which was a HUGE struggle for me! I was too dependent on my parents, then on Flard, then back again to my parents. I can now, starting this past summer, look at myself as a WOMAN instead of a GIRL. What an amazing feeling to be independent!
But I receive the best joy in giving to others. Every week I have a huge crowd over (sometimes twice in a week!) for a big huge home cooked meal--students who live in the dorms and never get to eat REAL food, or students who are so very poor they can't afford a good meal, or students who don't know how to cook. I started up Amnesty International at my college, and I am very active with AI in my community. When I see lonely people by themselves, I make a point to invite them for a Saturday afternoon hike at Southfork with my group of people--or over for a hot dog roast Saturday night, or off to Vespers Friday night at the church, or a movie Sunday night. I usually have several nights a week where lonely people drop in to my apartment to just chat and laugh with me, and this makes me very joyful to help people. I love people. I think this was a rift between Flard and I, because he doesn't really like people that much. He rarely has something good to say about people, and is very critical of everyone. I am exactly the opposite. I see all the good in people, I feel their pain, their joy, because I live it with them. So I am thankful for people to love, to care for, to be friends with. I woke up this morning to my brother hovering over me with a grin on his face and suddenly he sprayed water all over my face! I laughed and laughed! He turned on Christmas music for me, and put on the Christmas white lights, and headed out for church (he goes early to set up the sound:)). happiness is a beautiful state of mind to be in. Its a WONDERFUl state to be in!!!!!!!! See ya'll later <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />.
A Soldiers Christmas
Twas the night before christmas,
he was all alone,
in a one bedroom house made of
plaster and stone.
I had come down the chimney
with presents to give,
and to see just who
in this home did live
I looked all about,
a strange sight i did see,
no tinsel, no presents,
not even a tree.
For this house was different,
it was dark and dreary,
I found the bolt hole of a soldier,
once I could see clearly.
The soldier lay sleeping,
silent, alone,
curled up on the floor
in this bombed out one bedroom home.
The face was so gentle,
the room in such disorder,
not how I pictured
a brave Aussie soldier.
Was this the hero
of whom I'd just read?
curled up on a poncho,
the floor for a bed?
I realized the families
that I saw this night,
owed their lives to these soldiers
who were willing to fight.
Soon round the world,
the children would play,
and grownups would celebrate
a bright Christmas Day.
They all enjoyed freedom
each month of the year,
because of the soldiers,
like the one lying here.
I couldn't help wonder
how many lay alone,
on a cold Christmas Eve
in a land far from home.
The very thought
brought a tear to my eye,
I dropped to my knees
and started to cry.
The soldier awakened
and I heard a rough voice,
"Santa don't cry,
this life is my choice;
I fight for freedom,
I don't ask for high rates,
my life is my God,
my Country, my mates."
The soldier rolled over
and drifted to sleep,
I couldn't control it,
I continued to weep.
I kept watch for hours,
so silent and still
and we both shivered
from the cold night's chill.
I didn't want to leave
on that cold, dark, night,
this guardian of honor
so willing to fight.
Then the soldier rolled over,
with a voice soft and pure,
whispered, "Carry on Santa,
it's Christmas Day,
but no place for you to be."
There’s killin and dying
happening to day
in this place and others
these no peace at play
I watched him so sadly
as he gathered his gear
he gave me a wink
he gave me good cheer
She'll be right Santa
Never you fear.
Then went over the top
There were no more tears
gellnjen -
You are very young, and your time will come. I hope that you believe that. At your age, I always worried that there wouldn't be anyone for me. But there was.
I very much appreciate being able to use your post on the other forum. I have been posting to this person for a long time, and she is having a horrible struggle. Has been having one for a long time.
When I read what you posted, I knew that was what she needed. Others read it and thought so too. So see, maybe you have helped others through your struggle.
I belong to AI too. I have for a long time.
I'm like you also, in that I invite people over to my house. Many days I have a houseful. I love to feed people.
Hope you will have a blessed Christmas. Don't be hiding your light.
Well, that program went much better than it had any right to do, given the fluctuating nature of its content..right up to the very end. Flard forgot his oboe reed in AZ, which we didn't discover until too late to buy another. Fortunately he'd brought his recorder so he played a duet, with Tina's flute, on that instead. Neak forgot her entire clarinet at home, so the guitar/flute/clarinet trio suddenly dwindled to the melody line only. The little girl who was to play Away in a Manger (on the piano) didn't show up, so the Children's Choir <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> was pressed into service when the time for that song rolled around in the program. All in all, it was lovely. At least that's what people kept saying. Like I said, it's a very non-critical church. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm off to work. At least this afternoon I was actually able to sleep for longer than 1/2 hr. so I'm so invigorated I can hardly believe it's me. Make that, I'll be invigorated when I finish waking up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hope everybody else has a lovely evening. I, personally, hope to be bored out of my skull...which being interpreted is, I hope there aren't any/many patients and that everybody pregnant is busy at home opening presents and having a good time instead of hanging out at the hospital, spoiling our potluck/gift exchange, and making me actually WORK for my time and a half holiday pay! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
MERRY CHRISTMAS Neaks!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
tl glad your project was FUN...important that having fun while still giving a good message.
Need more of it in our Church ...ok it was funny to see the Pope dressed up in the centuries old Santa suit and look like the Grinch [or was that only me?]...but more local stuff please!!
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The morning been's hectic, paper everywhere, kids running into & under all our feet. Great fun. Got 3 hours sleep.
Emilee & Aimee - well dont blame ME I didn't spell their names that way - are so cute 3 & 6 - not sure I'll give them back yet lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aunty AW thinks you are so lovely doesn't she!!
We have played cricket - can you believe Dad actually played as well, went swimming, ate so much food..... now I have a headache. Mikey is still gurgling away sucking his fingers which usually means FEED ME ..so the little Mr first then a few Panadol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Son rang so that was good ... they are having Turkey, Ham, Beef & the whole thing ...... all cooked by chefs .... wimps! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Travelling Soldier & DD talked for 2 hours ...well DD talked & I guess he listened or did a good job pretending ..hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
[Wonder where she got that from ?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />]
No word from Aussie but then its not too unexpected seeing whats going on so just as long as he's safe I'll be a good Army wife and shutup & be thankful.
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Merry Christmas AW. I'm glad you have happy thoughts. If I were you, I would sneak a nap in the afternoon.
3 hours is a little shy of enough.
Tonight we read the story of our Saviors birth. AS we have each Christmas eve for 28 years since our marriage. I like to read of his resrection best though. It has the most meaning for me personally.
Isn't God good to us. Even with all the troubles, isn't he so kind.
SS
Hi SS
glad to know things are well with you & yours..I'm just sitting on the PC waiting for AUSSIE - IF HE can get to anywhere he can send of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> - and snoozing lol
Mikey is asleep, all the kids are outside with Mum in the pool, the adults are visiting various places leaving me in peace - well relative peace <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mmmm that snoozing sounds SO good!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Can't find my tissue paper for wrapping gifts. It's 1:30 in the morning on Christmas day and I can't find the tissue paper....This is not good.
Well, at least I don't have to wrap my mom's or my sister's family's gifts till I get motivated to do so. Mom didn't even attempt to see me today though I did her. Precious sister got her first and don't have any idea when mom will be back home. Sister is only 25 miles away but I am not welcome there again and may never be welcome again.
CINDERS big hugs dear girl [[[[[cinder]]]]]]
perhaps today of all days right or wrong maybe you could ring your sister and wish her Merry Christmas regardless?
I think its her issue if she does not accept that.
I understand its a very awkward thing but you have nothing to be ashamed of not at all. You were victims
Maybe she will find the Christmas spirit within herself, but its her job to do that.
Anyway what ever is best for you and family <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I've got this playing right now ...
Happy Christmas (War Is Over)
So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The olds and the young
A very Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
A very Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
And what have we done
Another year over
A new one just begun
And so happy Christmas
We hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The olds and the young
A very Merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
Let the War be over, Let the War be over
Happy Christmas
Wow... wouldn't it be great!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I greeted Christmas with a countdown on the insant messenger with a friend since I had no one else to be with... my brother went to bed in a sour mood leaving me quite bummed too, so it cheered me when my buddy online sent smiles and cheers my way. I watched midnight fly by.
Cinderella, hope you find your wrapping paper! That really stinks. And family problems are horrid, aren't they? I'm going to a Grandma's house this coming weekend who will have nothing to do with half the family. A Lions Den feeling, I believe. I love the whole family, and refuse to get embroiled in their issues <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. Its their problem. Its time to start acting like mature adults, especially Christians, since they all claim the Christianity badge of so-called "honor." ickth. If you can't even love family.... whatever <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> But I still go and love them all, both camps <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> just to show them up on how much they are missing out on happiness <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> and love <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> and family <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. Sweet dreams, whenever you get the chance to snooze! I'm off to the couch right now myself. MERRY CHRISTMAS WORLD! (I'm feeling childish now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> ).
This the Grinch checking in to say "Merry Christmas" to everybody. Hope you're all asleep, except for cc46, who is awake about now, I see, but in a way different time zone so it doesn't count. What an I.N.T.E.R.M.I.N.A.B.L.E night. Time and a half isn't enough! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> However, I went down and got my free Christmas dinner. Boy, is the dog going to be happy this morning when I get home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> The lady was trying to be really nice, and asked if I wanted dark turkey meat or light. I was very honest. I told her, "I don't care." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Quite frankly, I don't think the dog will, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
The only way I'm going to stay awake till morning is if somebody puts some wooden dowels in my eyes to hold the lids open. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Merry Christmas to all, and I wish somebody would tell me, "Good night." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Merry Christmas t&l, and have a great day's sleep!
I'm off tomorrow night and both of my sons are home (more on that later), so I'll only sleep a couple of hours and then spend the rest of the day across the lake at the girls' houses, reading to the grandkids while their moms cook lunch, and generally channeling my inner pit bull. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm just tired of being tired, you know? What I REALLY want is a job as a test subject in sleep research. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Anybody hiring?
t&l, returning to the salt mines <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
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I have NEVER heard so much on-the-job whining and complaining in my life as I've heard tonight. The Christmas Spirit is dead around this joint. Buried. Returned to the dust. I'm Good Morning Merry Sunshine compared to these people, and I'm crabby!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I absolutely can't wait to leave here this morning. 50 more minutes and you might as well stuff me in a cannon and light the fuse, because I'm SO OUT OF HERE!! Christmas will resume after 7. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L -
Sounds like kind of a rough night. I hope you get some sleep. Good luck on trying to read to your Grandkids. I could never get mine to settle down enough on Christmas day.
But I did make up for it by reading to my 18 month old neighbor boy. He and his family didn't speak any English, so of course he couldn't tell me to stop. Now he is 4, and guess what? He speaks perfect English and Spanish. In fact, he even understands MY Spanish.
Have a wonderful day with your family.
Merry Christmas, all. Thank you for the good wishes, they are fully returned.
Neaksis is persona non grata 'round these here parts. She got my children a bagpipe, and for the Dervish.....tasty ADRENALINE STRIPS!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Oh Neak, you made me laugh so hard I almost broke something.
Are bagpipes just as bad as a drum set, or worse?
I am still laughing, can't hardly type.
Everyone here is sleeping except me. I can't decide if I should sleep, or read.
I guess I could always eat, there seems to be no shortage of food today. I'd be better off missing a few meals though.
Today I live in a happy world. Though I don't know what tomorrow will bring, I know God will be there so I'll try not to worry.
God be with you all.
SS
Do you know why bagpipers walk so fast?
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To get away from the sound.
My children said it was the smallest but best Christmas they have had in years. Hey, life is sweet.
I would rather have them happy and healthy than have anyting else.
Cinderella,
I quite like bagpipes, as long as the are in someone elses neighboorhood. (like Neaks)
Did you get everything wrapped?
I haven't been reading as much lately, how are you doing now?
SS
Well, I sort of like bagpipes too. In small doses. I guess I had my Celtic music phase before others discovered it and managed to get over it by going to a Tannahil Weavers concert which was the most depressing music concert I have ever been to. Ties with a concert by my local orchestra and a Gordon Lightfoot concert for the overall title of "Worst Music Event Ever Attended".
Didn't get everything wrapped. I got all the gifts that needed to be done by today.
The gifts for the rest of my family aren't wrapped. I could go do some of them, I suppose. I think I will take them over to my mom's some day when I, hopefully, won't see her and just leave them. And not pick ours up. Just try to put them under her Christmas tree. Today would have been the best day since she is at my sister's. But, when you have no tissue paper and you don't want to go buy it, you can't do a good job wrapping. So, I think I'll go do what I can and let the rest wait till tomorrow.
I had a really great morning. Then I took a nap. Then I got on the computer and I've surfed all afternoon. You would think that, in Music City, USA, I could find a music club open tonight. But I can't. I could go to a movie. Or I may stay home and lick my wounds.
Tell us about the wounds that need licking.
I can see you are doing OK, but with reversations.
I envy the nap, I laid down, but couldn't sleep.
Oh well, I'll sleep better tonight.
SS
I'm long over the end of the marriage - I guess. Although, like everyone, sometimes I pick on the scar. But this is just really done a number to me.
It will be ok. I just keep doing the best I can and we all seem to be getting better. But not me tonight.
Merry Christmas to all.
if I forgot anyone ..throw things!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hope you are having a great one - Boxing Day here and we are watching cricket, over eating, and letting the kids run wild ... well ok ..wilder <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You don't know what you are talking about ..BAGPIPES are fantastic especially with a full drum Major led band ... the 5th Military District Band is going to be a treat ..though it has negative stuff due to Aussies departure .... but still I like them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hey, A-dub, Boxing Day, I don't think they have that in the States.
My DD is over the ditch this Christmas. Miles from you though, she's on the Gold Coast, Burleigh Heads.
Have you heard from Aussie yet?
And, yep, bagpipes stir my Scottish blood. "Scotland the Brave" on the bagpipes reduces me to tears.
Jen
I've always thought bagpipes sound like someone strangling a cat. I guess the blood of the Wallace clan isn't quite as thick in me as my mother would've liked to believe! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Next year Neak can get them kilts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to bed. I think I'm suffering from an overindulgence of raw pizza crust dough.(It was AJ's fault. HE was the one fixing it, and shouldn't have shared any before it was baked! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) At any rate, something disagreeable is going on in my stomach and I'm checking out of the battle. We watched Madagascar with the kids, and there's one line in the whole movie that sticks with me as the ultimate life metaphor. I'll tell you about it after one side or the other wins the conflict being waged with my supper. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hope everyone had a merry Christmas. At least some of the time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Had a WONDERFUL Christmas t&l. Small family gathering that I cooked for. They've all called me and said it was the best food EVER. I said to my mother it's probably because it was cooked with love. I put SO MUCH into that dinner. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Jen
I am so glad to hear of your happy day, Jen. However, I'm assuming by the upbeat, almost perky tone of your post that you either didn't bake any bread, or managed to stay out of the dough before it passed through the oven! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Good thinking, that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. For the first time in years, HP got me a Christmas present. I now have manly speakers for my computer, with a sub-woofer at my feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> Of course, I thought the sound of the scrawny little speakers that came with the computer were OK, too, but no matter--I've been upgraded in spite of myself!
LOL, t&l, didn't make bread but sweated over the baked vegetables which WOULD NOT get all crispy and crunchy. I even swore at them and then looked around to make sure no one heard.
H and I had a lot of hilarity over stuffing the turkey and removing it's worst bits (thankfully in a little plastic bag and not attached to said turkey) to make the stock (which was SUPERB and made all the difference to the gravy). I don't think I'll ever forget having a turkey neck waved at me and being asked what it reminded me of.
Jen
Hey, next year, someone invite me over where Flard won't be present so I can eat food and be with wonderful people! KiwiJ, you can invite me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
We were under the impression that we were invited to some close friends of my brothers, but they never called us, and my brother refused to call them, so we sat around waiting to be called, until finally around 6 pm they called, my stomach starving, only when we got there we found out there was no supper, no meal, no nothing, so we sat around putting a puzzle together until my brain felt like it would explode from no food (its my brain that hurts, not my stomach. Weird, huh!) so here I sit, just finished my pasta at home. Bah Humbug. Its not just the food, its the WHOLE EXPERIENCE of helping cook, laughter, friendship, fellowship, and the grossly overstuffed comatose feeling AFTERWARDS where everyone lays around on couches and watches tv. Bah humbug. Next year, I'm volunteering at a shelter or something instead of doing nothing. Its time for me to suck it up and get over my pathetic attitude--someone, smack me!!! I feel like I just missed Christmas--rather, I feel like someone STOLE Christmas! If I had of known we weren't invited, I would have made my own festivities, and would have had an absolute blast doing it as well. its not that I can't have fun, even if its just me! But to sit around waiting expectantly for it to happen any minute, and then it doesn't...
Whine session over. I'm heading back home tomorrow! And I'm not answering phone calls on my birthday because I know the Anderson family is going to call me up and pass the phone around prying and poking into my life while using the excuse of "Happy Birthday!" to do so. 23. Seems so young! goodness gracious. I need a hug. I need a dog. I need to pick my brother up from the puzzle people's place. Ciao bellas.
I don't think I'll ever forget having a turkey neck waved at me and being asked what it reminded me of. Jen
This vegetarian is almost
afraid to ask you, "What DOES a turkey neck remind you of?" And can you say it in a mixed, to say nothing of public, forum? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who is really, truly, definitely, right now, turning off the computer and going to bed?
Now I'm sad that you couldn't be here with us, Jen. We've had such a lovely Christmas in spite of its faults and foibles. We wanted to do Christmas in a small way this year (something we have always strived for and never achieved). This year we came much closer than usual, but you couldn't tell because love and happiness and laughter (and a little bit of fighting, too) filled in all the gaps left by the missing myriads of presents.
Yes, I did get Neak's small fry a bag pipe. You should have heard the shreaks of...joy...that were heard when it was unwrapped. It is only a toy, but manages to produce a sound somewhat akin to a dying cat. And yes, I did get the Dervish adrenaline strips (refreshing minty taste). I saw them as I was standing with the Dervish in the interminable line at the pharmacy waiting for Neak's medicine. They seemed a fitting gift at the time. Darling Neaky says she is never going to send me to get her perscription filled again.
For my mom I made a wreath and flower arrangement out of the silk flowers saved from my grandma's funeral arrangement. I had promised her that I would make her something from them 2 years ago, but very sneakily waited until she wasn't expecting it. For my dad I bought magnetic alphabet letters so he can make the messages on the refridgerator like he loves to do.
I also intended to give him and Flard a loaf of pumpkin bread, but in the haste of baking on Friday something seems to have gone wrong and it turned out with approximate consistency of dried rubber cement.I tried to eat some, but it was like eating lead, and definently took the edge off my appetite for quite some time. Today I made them banana bread since I know that will turn out OK. I made Neakbro a batch of peanut butter cookies with peanut M&M's, peanuts, and peanut chips, which were as yummy as they sound.
All the little kidlets were thrilled with their gifts and have been playing with them ever since, not minding at all that most of them came from the second hand store. They got roller blades, tennis equipment, for my Diva an oufit she really wanted. Neak gave me a welcome mat that says "Ring Doorbell, Win a Cat", which everyone loved, especially myself. My mom gave Neak and I chocolate fondue equipment and mix, so we had that for Christmas dinner today. The children had way too much fun with that (so did the adults) and made the most dreadful combinations when they thought we weren't looking. Neak's Diva made herself a full plate of rich chocolate fudge, apple slices and M&M's on top. Even she couldn't eat it and tried vainly to give it away.
All of us ate way more than was good for us, of a wonderfully outrageous combination. We had homemade pizza, veggie lasagna, rolls, breadsticks, garlic bread, and a usually delectable salad that AJ just had to improvise on and made so hot that even he didn't want any. For desert, the fondue, chocolates, and cookies. Sparkiling grape juice flowed like rivers, especially under the Dervish's chair.
This evening we watched my favorite trashy TV movie, one in which a single mom of a lovely daughter gets the incredibly wealthy guy and they all live happily ever after. Sigh... Bet you can't tell why I like it!
I wish you were here with us, and I hope that in some small way my words will make you feel as if you were. If they do, that is my christmas gift to you. It is the greatest gift that I can share, and the hardest to gift wrap, but consider yourself to have lots of love and family in your Christmas stocking today. Merry Christmas.
I'm back. Just greeted in the 26th. Thank goodness Christmas is gone, what a relief, but I did manage to get out of the total negativity where I felt like having a sob session to feeling a passive complaiscent, accepting, "yeah, whatever," mood.
At first I thought this was a new torture form to help me realize what I've LOST <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> and it worked <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> that was what I loved about the thndr family--the big hoopla whenever Christmas came around. Flard and I always got so hyped up for going back "home" to watch the kids rip open the wrapping paper, the ultimate coolest part. Don't tell him how pathetic I was today... I want him to know I'm doing SUPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am too. One day out of how-many-happy-days I usually have isn't to discount all those wonderful days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I enjoyed hearing about it. I laugh whenever I see you guys refer to the girl trolls as "Divas." I sure hope they truly aren't prancing around trying to act like it! Scary thought. Little Ms. J. Simpson and B. Spears. ACK!
I had cheese fondue for the very first time in Switzerland. It was absolutely delicious! Some random guy was ordering it from the menu and for some weird reason (was it the spittle drool falling out of my mouth like Niagra falls? I'll never know!) offered to split it with me since it was on the pricey end (PRICY END! FORTY FIVE DOLLARS!!!!!!!!!) but it was one of the cheapest things on the menu, and I was in an isolated village with no electricity or running water and I had been on a day-long hike up the mountain trail to get to this place, so yup! I took him up on his offer. I'd have to say, it was the best meal I've ever had. The cheese was absolutely amazing, smothered over bread and little mini-baked potatoes, ohhh my. He also offered to split a chocolate-mint Schnapps (hope I'm spelling it right) with me, which sounded good, but I declined. I later found out what schanpps was (yes, yes, I am STILL unwise in the ways of society). I didn't want to pay the extra $8 for it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I too, am a Scrooge. Fondus. When I next visit, whip 'em out for me! The Olive Garden has an awesome cheese fondue as well, on top of an AMAZING Chocolate Tiramasu frozen drink! If non-alcoholic, make sure order it that way. Its heavenly. Absolutely heavenly.
My pasta, overcooked, limp, totally utterly dead, still filled me up. Missing the chocolate fondue though. I think I have too much time on my hands <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I'm gonna try to sleep now. I really appreciated your newsy family update.
No news from Aussie Jen.
Bet your DD IS HAVING FUN AT THE BEACH ...not hot here at all. Perfect day in fact.
Kids, from tall to small are either sleeping, watching TV other end of the house, parents went off to visit various other rel-ee's [yahhh!!!] so pretty quiet.
Mum & bro left to look in on Dad who OD'ed on Irish yesterday...he's a wee bit sick <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> lol
Neaksis good to see you had fun... now get them DRUMS for their birthdays !!! lol Neak will love you even more for it..hehehe
gelln have a Happy New Year.
I think I'll have a nice long hot spa, with a book & a
[color:"brown"] COFFEE [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> NO ONE AROUND TO STOP ME <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> !!!!
I don't want anyone to think I'm racist. I loooooooove bagpipes! On CD's, tapes, records, DVD's, radios, 8 tracks, and in Scotland, land of some of my ancestors. (Chest swells with pride.)
But in my living room, I do not like them, Sam I am. Not in a box, not with a fox. Not in my house, not with a mouse. I do not like them here, just there. I don't like them just anywhere...
Drums are not enough to repay such a gift as those dying pipes. It will take me years to find anything worthy. Maybe, just maybe, a hurdy-gurdy and complete polka band. But they might not be loud enough. An Alpenhorn is about the only other thing that immediately springs to mind.
Still working on the scarf. AJ has been very annoying anyway, and keeps waking up partway through the evening, then not going back to sleep till so late I can't see straight to keep going. (But at least he like our cheesy holiday flick last night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I just had to quietly let the yarn slip out of my lap and onto the floor.) But I am almost done now, and can finish while he is gone to work.
Just for fun, before I go back to sleep (we had an awesome t&l storm right over head, and a nice little power outage while AJ was getting ready for work), I am going to copy, to the best of my ability, Mr. Computer's report on Journey to Bethlehem.
J to B
I met a nise roman in line we wate ed. a have an hour in line. Than fanole we got to go frst we antstr mane qwashtons, and we lrnd the wrod SHOM. Than we saw romen sogrs and msn. Clag told not go be hind the tant. and two People do not go behaind the tant. we wock over the Godun rive we saw a angli he told us to go to Beethleham and you willl finde emanuwell line in a magr. We wack fastr naw and song we pay aor tax and than we rech the make it and we hade a wadfoil time. We saw mary and Josaf. and finale. We recht the and ave J to B. I Love J to B it was so amasing.
the and
That was the rough draft.
Dear little child. He is a genius, or close to it, but has had a very hard time so far being bothered with tiny little details such as spelling and punctuation. Not to mention proper capitalization. (But ask him to spell suction vortices, and watch him go. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) His handwriting is atrocious, as well, but improving under the steely eye of Neaksis.
He will probably be a meteorolgist for NASA someday.
And I hope all of you have had a wadfoil time, too.
I had a 'wadfoil' time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
BUT STILL NO AUSSIE .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Mikey had much more fun with the bright paper the goodies were wrapped in than any toys etc. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
a nice big teddy bear which still puzzles him ..wont talk back!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
still very sleepy but cant sleep AGAIN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
AW -
Sorry you haven't heard from Aussie. You know he is thinking about you and would if he could.
We're going to have to think of some things to keep you challenged while the time drags by. I've been learning Spanish for the last 18 months, and now am fluent. So proud of myself. Also I've started 2 businesses - property management and a lawnscaping company.
I know you are busy with your job and Mikey, but just wondering if there is something new and exciting you could do to keep your mind off of things.
I'm headed to the mall. That will not be wadfoil.
Then to get a massage and chiropractic adjustment...That will be very wadfoil.
HI B !!!
hope you had a grreat Xmas!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The daylight hours are covered until about 8.30pm ... its the insomnia I guess.... improve once Mikey is on full solids and I'm not breast feeding so Sis can give me something to help.
Even though I love this time of the year it also has some bad memories, triggers.
Its just like sometimes I feel the last five years my life has been constant pain interspered with moments of joy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
But Mikey keeps me on track. Just have to look into his deep blue eyes & get a smile and it makes my day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Lot of people far worse off too. Way worse than I. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Wadfoil that we get those interspersed moments, though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Believer,
Were you taking classes or did you use a specific method to learn Spanish and become fluent in 18 months? How did you keep up the motivation? I know you plan a trip to Mexico or South America this Spring, right?
I would like to better my Italian but lack the motivation to use the computer software I have for that purpose. I think I'd do better if I had someone with whom to speak the language. Growing up with relatives speaking Sicilian we learned by listening. Then when we had to speak when my father remarried a woman who spoke no English it came rather easily. But now that all of my close relatives are deceased I don't have that opportunity to speak and over the last 25 yrs have nearly lost all of my ability. As an 18 yr old I was able to dream in Sicilian. Italian and Sicilian are different languages with some similarities.
I had my Italian citizenship re-recognized (along with my kids) so that we now have dual citizenship and it would be good to really be able to speak Italian fluently.
Trix -
After D-day, I was in a financial bind. WH cut off any money. I couldn't afford to stay where I am. So I talked to my friends and neighbors about getting a roommate. You guessed it - he spoke NO English. The original idea was for him to learn English. What happened was I learned Spanish.
I wasn't starting from scratch. I had a year of Spanish in highschool. But I never could speak Spanish. Well, I learned. Also we watch TV in Spanish, and I listen to Spanish radio.
I purchased the "Ingles Sin Barreras" program for my roommate and his friends to learn English. Well, I am now doing it too. It has text and CD's which I play on the way to work. It works for learning Spanish too.
I went to Mexico last month, and was able to talk to everyone.
I'm seriously thinking about a ministry there. That's why I'm studying extra hard now.
That's really neat, Believer. Has your roommate learned English as well as your Spanish yet? There seem to be lots of Mexicans in our area that speak little or no English.
I would learn much faster if I had to use it by either living there or having someone living here that only spoke the language.
When we had a French exchange student, he was here to get more fluent in English, I didn't speak French with him at all. (I took French in High School and went there on an American Institute for Foreign Study trip)
When I've been visiting relatives in Sicily I just gotten by. I understand much more than I can speak.
My daughter is living in Panama. I just brought her to the airport this morning after she'd spent the last month home with me. She is getting more and more fluent in Spanish. She's taken it in college. When we were in a Mexican restaurant (a real one) recently, she was really comfortable ordering in Spanish.
Tonight is NOT a wadfoil night. My patient is having her 4th baby, has already had an 11-pounder in the past--all of which predispose you to think "fast labor, easy delivery whee!!!!!!!!!!!"--and in 8-1/2 hrs. has managed to progress from 6 all the way to 7cm. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> This is with Pitocin at the maximum allowable dose (and a fresh bag of it, too!) and ruptured membranes. I'd rather have 4 deliveries in a night, all mine, than watch one patient for 12 hrs. who won't dance when I sing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mas contractiones, por favor. No tienes suficiamente ahora. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Caesar .....Julius what a great pioneer lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and drugs ..lots & lots of epidurals WEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
This is just silly me, but whenever I hear the word 'Sicilian', I think of The Princess Bride.
AW, sounds like you've been there and done that. You still have a WEEee left; did you want to try again? Maybe Mikey would like a little sister.
Neak
well, yes it is a secret desire of mine to have another little girl...I would so love to another baby - BUT highly unlikely ... my sister & the specialists say I should not have had Mikey.
They say the risk is way too high now with diabetes ... that it may come down to a choice of me or the baby ...I wouldn't want Aussie to have to decide that ... .so highly unlikely unless diabetes showed remission ..again highly unlikely.
oh well, got to be grateful for what I have and enjoy Mikey all that nore. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I have to go to work today. Not wadfoil. But it is a 3 day workweek. Didn't finish all of last weeks work so I have 3 days in which to do 5 days of work. And next week is a 4 day week. On top of that, we are just entering our busy season. Won't see daylight till around the end of March.
And yesterday I woke up w/ yucky sinuses. They are yuckier today. Must call the dr. Not Wadfoil!
But, my dog and cats are here and they love me. And my children will come home. And I did survive Christmas though my family chose not to associate with me.
Hmmm, maybe they like me more at work. Maybe it is wadfoil to have that job. No, it is wonderful to have mental stimulation and adult conversation and money with which to provide. Could they send the same amount of money and let me do something more fun? THAT would be wadfoil.
Hola, buenos dias,
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I had to jump in. I'm from the land of burritos y tostadas y tacos. What we call "vitamin T".
I have being a long time lurker of MB. More than three years. I've never been married but lived 8 years with a man, now dead. No children. At his funeral I got to meet some of the women how had been his OW at different times of our relationship.
I like this threat* and the changes in the title name.
Believer, I read about your trip to Oaxaca and you brought a smile to my face.
Thndrnlitng, have you thought about using Cuban methods to acelerate contractions? Joking
I also enjoy learning languages. Borges, the Argentinan writer used to say that to have another language is like to have another life.
Happy holidays to all.
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Hola Larousse -
THAT must be an interesting story. I'm getting a divorce so won't have to worry about who shows up at any funeral.
Welcome to the feminine hygiene products aisle. As you know, it's a multitasking kind of place, and even caters to post-menopausal women like me who have no use whatsoever for its merchandise! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Thndrnlitng, have you thought about using Cuban methods to acelerate contractions? Joking
What do they do in Cuba? Threaten them with a prison sentence? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I'm not familiar with any Cuban techniques. I did, however, come up with another labor song in honor of my pt. having her 4th baby much in the manner of molasses in January...slo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-owly. (Sung to the tune of "Like a Virgin" by Madonna) "Like a primip (1st-time mom), Pushin' for the very first time..........." She was a very nice lady, and didn't have any serious pain except for the last 30 minutes of her 15-hr. induction (hateful, ain't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />), but my goodness, she took a long time to get there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It was quite a ride I must say. He was 28 years older than me. I meet him when I was 15 years old and Started a relationship when I was four months before been 17 years old.
Actually when I went to his funeral we had been apart three years, his then partner was like 20 21 years old. Surreal.
I think the relationship thar followed to the one with him, haven been a long process of making sense of such strong experience.
At the funeral were woman from 20 to 60 years old that had been with him at some point during his life.
I'm sorry about your divorce, you are such a compasionate, positive woman, his lost.
thndrnlitng, gracias for the bienvenida.
I can't confirm the veracity about this information but it seems that in Cuba, due to lack of resources, they invite women to estimulate the tip of their mamarial organs and stimulate the contractions in the process.
Merry Christmas to Neaksis Neakbro just sent me this picture he took on his cell phone, while we were opening presents. Neaksis has a little problem, you see, with felines. There's this mother cat that's too wild to catch when she's not pregnant, and every time she has a litter of kittens she comes and drops them off at Neaksis' house and then flees the scene to get knocked up again. So Neaksis has WAY more cats around her house than anybody really needs to have. Ever. So Neak gave her this door mat for a gift, and it was a great favorite with the whole family, we who have to wade through a sea of kitties as we try to get to the front door every time we visit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
in Cuba, due to lack of resources, they invite women to estimulate the tip of their mamarial organs and stimulate the contractions in the process.
Actually, they do this in los Estados Unidos, tambien. It's called a nipple stimulation test (how inventive!) and is done to test placental function in women who have not done well (usually) on a non-stress test. It's cheaper, easier, and less invasive than a test done with Pitocin in an IV, so the lucky women get to twiddle their nipples until they get 3 contractions in a 10-minute period so that the baby can be monitored for its response to this uterine activity. We don't do many of them on night shift, which is OK with me, since I have no major ambition to nip nipples, either personally or by proxy. However, I can see that if I were working in a place where not much was available in the way of medication to either augment or induce labor, the old-fashioned
Twiddler on the Roof method would be a very acceptable and reasonable alternative.
t&l
Hola larousse, we are also firm believers in Vitamin T.
I used that method to start labor both with the Princess and the Dervish. It was very effective, and provided lovely enough contractions that, when after several hours they bogged down a bit, the physicians were kind enough to provide pitocin to finish the job.
Who knows what would have happened if I had let the Princess carry on longer? She was already 9 pounds! Oh wait, she would have been in Mikey's league then. (I am not jealous. 11 pounds is humongous!)
Cinderella, you would have a fascinating discussion with Neaksis, or for that matter with any of us, about your present difficulties. Don't know if you've been on this thread long enough to see, but we share some of the same problems.
It's a trade-off, really. We have more kids, younger, and hers have additional abandonment issue from being adopted, but on the other hand we also still speak to each other. Between those extremes is a lot of common ground with you.
I used that method to start labor both with the Princess and the Dervish.
You twiddled your nipples? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> All I saw you do was playing in the snow and riding down the hill on the inner tubes. And watching me give Flard a haircut before we went to the hospital. When did you have a chance, and in such a public format, too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> All I can say is, you're way sneakier than I EVER gave you credit for!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You didn't KNOW???????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You were the one who told me about it.
Neak, Tortillas, Tacos, totadas, Tamales... Where I live in Mexico City I can count at least 20 blocks in a row with one form or another of vitamin T.
I didn't know that method was for real, is it wide known, used?
Larousse -
I hope the women at the funeral didn't have name cards, and dates of the relationship.
So you live in Mexico City, how exciting!
I have a lot of friends in Tehuantepec, Oaxaca - way down toward the border with Guatemala. In fact we keep the phone lines busy between here and there. Luckily I have a plan that lets me talk 4 hours a month free.
I have even learned some Zapotec words, but less than 100.
Yummy, you're making me hungry.
I have no idea how well-known that type of stimulation is. Maybe Mom can chime in when she wakes up again.
Unfortunately I didn't know about it the first time around, and my experience with castor oil is probably TMI even for this open and informative thread. Way, way TMI. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The Doormat <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Believer, Tehuantepec is one of the most interesting areas of Mexico. I love their culture, their music and clothes. You may know Lila Downs, an American of Mexican mother. She sings in Spanish, English and Mixteco.
I think some of the ex's were concerned with the distribution of his assets. One even approuch to me to tell me that he had left me a country house we had built when we were together. when she told me I already knew he had ereased me from his will. Another one who didn't know I was getting nothing was visibly upset with me. What nobody knew is that during the last years he had tried to get money from me so to keep me in his will. I tought at the time that was very mean considering I didn;t have anything when I left him altough I worked for him, in a professional sense, all the while.
Neak, I would be hungry too just thinking in the vitamin T but the flu took my hunger away.
Yep neak...........way TMI !! ...lol
I still say the knife was ok if not a bit wierd ..you dont feel anything but when I got cut with our first child - DD - it seemed as if I got very cold and when they lifted her out it was strange!! I felt so empty..lol
You should have seen HER hair do .... thick as .... She has her Dads hair ......... I vaguely remember his thick hair ...gets shaved most times now or a number 1 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
DDFound photo of DD one day old ...notice the finger on her left hand? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
sorta expresses her whole attitude to life .."If I dont like it I'll fight to change it. If you dont like that, then up yours ,,,,,," lol hehhehe breed em big & sassy!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Daddy's Princess alright!!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hi larousse
nice to 'meet' you .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm just trying to get Mikey to sleep ...SOMEONE let him suck on some chocolate tonight didn't they DD????????????
EEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW smelly man.
TMI I think for you guys ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
She looks just like Mikey! With dark hair! And dark eyes! If he were a girl! Ok, she looks almost like Mikey. I can see a strong family resemblance.
That was so interesting about your case with those poor, sad children. The system over here has such holes in it also, and many good workers grow jaded over time from having their hands tied so often. Even so, most of them still try very hard and don't have much to work with. It was not your fault. Having seen our system first-hand, it's a wonder any kids get helped at all. There are probably a whole lot of children out there that you helped to save, and just never knew it.
Larousse, hope you feel better soon. The flu is nothing to sneeze at! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Larousse - So was that your only relationship with a man? You never married?
Neak
her eyes went blue as the the sky just like MIKEY. Happened in few days ..they were a deep hazel bluey colour first..though I'm told by my sis thats common to be a shade of blue as birth & chnage very soon after.
But now, her eyes & Mikeys..... samo samo.
[I swear they seem to darken though when shes mad..lol]
DS poor guy got my hazel .. though short red skirt says they are 'steamy' ...sickening blah ..shoo shoo you girl you.. stay away from my baby boy!!
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Nope. I went into a crisis mood after he left Mexico. (He also visited Oaxaca by the way.) Loosing him made me gave a good and long look at what I was doing with my life and got some professional help. I had issues with suden changes of humor and passive agresiveness. When I posted here a year or more ago, I was in panic mood. I knew I was loosing him yet I could not control my self.
I left him go from my heart, stopped e.maling him in February. He contacted me in June-July to say hi, and then again in November. He's proof reader and helped me to translate a brother in law CV, very nicely althoug it was an urgent task. So for two days we contacted constantly and then nothing. At the end of November I sent him a birthday card. Everytime he wrote he said he was going to write more but he didn't. I let him really out of my heart by June I think.
He has his issues but I think I had mine, big ones and I'm reaching a place where I can say I could comunicate in a healthy way with a possible partner.
Just today I visited a site where hi has his profile. He had visited it the 23 of this month. I hadn't been in that page sice May. His info is the same. Weird.
MB has been my way to re learn to see relationship, to understand what I lived been so young living with a womaniser and to see love and marriage in a more healthier perspective.
Believer...haha I got it wrong.
I'm 38, near 39 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I never married, I have had some relationships but never lived again with someone. I have also spent years without a partner.
The one I wrote about in my last post is the one I wrote about in some of my first posts here.
Larouse, welcome. My family loves Vitamin T also. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
**Warning: From this point on, this post makes no logical progression. Just mind wanderings**
I survived the day at work.
Talked to my mom today. Called her in the afternoon. She said she had a dud of a Christmas. Sister's family had a dud of a Christmas. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I told her we had a great one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Then, I told her we wanted to come over sometime and do Christmasy something w/ her but children wouldn't be home till Sunday. I don't know if daughter can do it but I hope she can.
So, we shall see....
My children are as Caucasian looking as can be but my great-great-grandfather was allegedly black, my uncle has been married to a Vietnamese woman for 30+ years, my children's stepmother is Hispanic, my son goes to a Catholic school, and he plays soccer at a local Jewish club. We think that Chinese, Mexican, and Italian foods should be basic food groups. Do you think Jesse Jackson would let us in the Rainbow Coalition?
And speaking of foods, last night I ate dinner at a Turkish restaurant. I had the chicken stew. It was one of the best bowls of soup I have ever eaten at a restaurant.
So, let's see, I got antibiotics for my sinus infection today! $40 for the prescription. ONE dose. That's right. One dose. Like a Z-pak only it was a single 2 gram dose of the same stuff - in a bottle and you drink it. So, I can have dinner in 45 minutes.
After dinner, I think I will take a nice hot bath and have a hot toddy and go to bed.
Neak, in case you or Neaksis is interested, I can be found on AIM, where my name is cinderellaje0726
Do you think Jesse Jackson would let us in the Rainbow Coalition?
I don't know about Jesse, but I'd stay away from Michael! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I just read
Be Careful Who You Love by Diane Dimond. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Myohmy. Yes. Not that the concept was news, but there was so much beneath the surface that never made it into the trial. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Don't worry about Michael....MIKEY, on the other hand, is probably harmless - unless toxic vapors count.
TNL, do you mean Micael Jackson's trial? Or, did I miss something about Jesse, since he was exposed as a wh?
Don't worry about Michael....MIKEY, on the other hand, is probably harmless - unless toxic vapors count.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'd answer you, but it's hard to talk when I'm
holding my breath!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The book was about Michael Jackson's trial. I think Jesse Jackson simply IS a trial, at least to his B&B&B&B&B&B&B&B&B&B&BS, since the mother of his OC was not the first girlfriend he'd had. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
How come people can't just go get some therapy and stop doing supid things? It would be a better world if they would. Maybe someone should tell Jesse and Michael.....and all the rest of the idgits.
The wourld wud b wadfoil.
There are a lot of idjits, aren't there?
you bet.
Sometimes, I call my x an idjit because idiot is not as descriptive.
T&L, know anything about Z-Max....the one dose equivalent of a z-pack.....I know it is not a drug you usually encounter at work. Just wondering. Azithromycin in a single dose.
Morning/evening neakses!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Good news is that Mikey has stopped expresing his ..um ....individuality heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We had a nice Boxing Day watching cricket & eating food & eating food & a mug of pure heaven - coffee !! Then back to hot choc ..sick of that.
Followed by green tea .
of course that was between umpiring between the mid to small ones .. she touched me first - no I didn't - yes she did ...fun isn't it???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
ALLL gone home now. PEACE
Now today we have the 'wedding'- Aussies cousin is getting married first time - followed on Friday with DD singing in front of 1,000's.
I keep looking at my wardrobe and thinking - yuck look like a prison warder in THAT, Ewwwww look like a newsreader with that on, OMG that looks so cheap! I wonder if a plain sheet with a hole cut in the top would be acceptable? No? sighhhhhhhhhh
I COULD GO SHOPPING NOW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure I'd find something. At least a NEW sheet.
DD looks good in old oil stained jeans and a mouldy T shirt which is entirely unfair. However I did buy her - against her protests - this stunning formal wine red silk dress its so WOW!! Should see it with her blue eyes and red highlights in her hair ...... my beautiful darling... really hits me when she dresses up..shes a grown woman ..again its not fair. Now I know why mums cry at weddings..you are both so happy and proud and so sad they have grown up.
But mostly so happy & proud ...just you wait neak you will see, even with the boys !!
SHOES ARE OK.... DD got a few pairs when she did her student exchange thing in Italy [Italian side of the family put her up & where she met Jonnie who was on R & R] ..has a nice flat pair which are reddish so goes well.
Letting her wear my pearls which set off the red dress.
Now shoes for me ...thongs [flip flops] are out I suppose?
I can hear the shopping centre calling me ....... Post Xmas deals post xmas deals ........ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Which reminds me of my favorite play - feel free to sing along everyone:
(Tevye)
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
(Golde)
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
(Tevye)
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?
(Golde)
Wasn't it yesterday
When they were small?
(Men)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
(Women)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
(Tevye)
What words of wisdom can I give them?
How can I help to ease their way?
(Tevye)
Now they must learn from one another
Day by day
(Perchik)
They look so natural together
(Hodel)
Just like two newlyweds should be
(Perchik & Hodel)
Is there a canopy in store for me?
(All)
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
Identity jack in progress:
Z-Max....the one dose equivalent of a z-pack.....
I'd not heard of the one-dose z-pack. I thought the z-pack was modern progress enough--none of these repeated doses for 4-6x/day for days and days. And then I had some ordered for me once, and.........
TMI ALERT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I thought that on the 3rd day the antibiotic had given me diarrhea, but when I looked it was pure blood. The directions said to stop immediately if you pass blood in your stools. How about if you have no stools, just blood? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So I quit. And several days later, when the bleeding finally stopped I decided I wouldn't take it any more. So I can't tell you much about the z-pack, except that the people who can tolerate it, love it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
sniffles B I love that song to.
It feels wrong and right to see her so grown. To know Aussie has missed so much saddens me. To know that DD has missed out too saddens me more.
But in the middle of a war you take what you can get and are grateful. I just keep repeating that until I believe it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
That song is so beautiful and a real tear jerker. sniff sniff here to. Only one sniff was for the song and one for my messed up nose.
Gosh, I burned some beans - was going to make chili and, boy, do they stink.....PEEEUUUUUU!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
After I took my $40 dose of medicine, I found out it has a 17% rate of gatrointestinal reaction...Great! Not!! Am I gonna be able to go to work tomorrow? We'll wait and see. Z-packs work well for me. Don't know what is gonna happen now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
dry bread & NO MILK products cinders...... seems to work for the kids ...lol
well off to the shops to see if they have anything I like for tonights wedding .... got a few reserve options in the wardrobe but feel I need something summerly like - 30 something kind of - MEN NEED NOT COMMENT THANKYOU - lol
time for bed....good luck shopping. Dry bread - drats - I had some yogurt tonight. thought the bacteria might be food for me. the bacteria in the yogurt did n't even think about the dairy aspect.....well, tomorrow is another day.
TTFN
AW, I wish I could hear her sing. Let us see pictures, if you can. Puh-leeeez?
Speaking of pictures, I still haven't seen that Mom posted the cat mat picture before I did. Sigh. C'est la vie.
Back to the cubefarm for me. Y'all have fun now. Ya here?
(I'm not yet as smart as Dobie. I don't know where to find and how to attach sound clips. Otherwise you would be able to click above and hear Jed Clampett.)
Only one sniff was for the song and one for my messed up nose.
Gosh, I burned some beans - was going to make chili and, boy, do they stink.....PEEEUUUUUU!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
After I took my $40 dose of medicine, I found out it has a 17% rate of gatrointestinal reaction...
And yet you were making chili with beans?!!!!!!!!!!!!! Good thing your nose is already plugged up. My advice to you would be to just leave it stuffy for the next day or so, and not try to fix anything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Don't know what is gonna happen now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Extrapolate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. It's a good thing the internet isn't Scratch-N-Sniff! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
P.S. It's a good thing the internet isn't Scratch-N-Sniff!
ROTFLMAO that was funny.
Just got back from the wedding, 2.20am - we left early
DD fell into bed zonked - well if you talked as fast and danced as long as she did - at the same time you'd be tired too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Catherine was oh so beautiful and she is charming with a big C.
She is a newspaper reporter very very well known and their was such joy in her eyes. The MC was a good friend of
aussies cousin and knows aussie too. I cannot tell you who he was - I promised - except he sounds like he does in the movies and was so so funny telling us stories about David, & himself going through the Academny of Performing Arts and a few parties with Aussie... which I hope are not true
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> because if they are their reputations of being BAD BAD boys way back then are totally true!!! And I thought my sister was just being ****** ...oh well humble pie time lol
[I don't know why everyone says he's a larrikan and fights everyone ... he was fun tonight.]
Food was so delish..Oysters, marron, crayfish, prawns Dhufish, squid in chilli, salads to die for, beef, lamb, turkey ...goodness so much ...all yum yum. The wedding cake was 5 tiers made of light & dark swirled cake - like fruit cake mix but without the fruit - made with strawberry Liqueur and was served with freah cream and fresh strawberries. rich boy oh boy was it rich.
And the restaurant was on the water..when I say on the water I mean on a jetty. the view of the ciy and river was fantastic..so romantic ..I wonder if I can talk his nibs into taking me there when he gets back? night time - of course its daylight here until 8.30 to 8.40 at night so you get to enjoy the boats sailing by, people fishing, the whole thing. Weather PERFECT not hot not cold.
Mikeys asleep, so is mum, lovely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to sleep for now ..lov ya's
a larrikan and fights everyone
That's very ironic, because Neaksis' kids biomom's last name is almost identical to that, and she's spent most of her life fighting with everybody all the time. Maybe they were orignally from Australia? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I'll send 'em back, if anybody wants 'em. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Glad you had a good time, AW. Personally, I don't like weddings much, although I'll go to them if necessary. They stir up too much sediment that is lying quietly down in the deep waters of The Pool of Introspection, and ought to stay there, too, as far as I'm concerned. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
picture of Neaksis, and an updated bio for me. I included this little snippet of family history.
Interesting facts about your book that we could use in advertising/promotion:
Well, I can think of an interesting fact about Neaksis that I’m sure she wouldn’t have shared with you already. When she was in 3rd-4th grade, she wrote a number of short stories. I remember the one that was astoundingly similar to “A Little Princess” (the one they made into a Shirley Temple Movie). There was one about a mermaid, and my personal favorite, “The Curse of the Butterfly”. In addition to being melodramatic, she was also sensitive. My graciously shared ideas for improvement so upset her that she destroyed all those delectable tales, and quit writing for a long time. In fact, I think Rahab was our first collaboration since.
Ah, how I loved that tale of woe, with the little mistreated poor girl and the evil, overbearing Miss Minchin.
Just for fun, I will put the text of the book in here. It is fun even for adults to read, but I don't expect it will cut into sales at all, since if any of you wanted it, it would be for your kids anyway, and you would want it with the beautiful full-color illustrations that we haven't even seen yet.
Besides, we haven't signed a contract yet. That is one of the other things we tried to deal with. They must really trust us, to get it right up to press like this with nothing in writing yet. But they will want to hurry and do that.
Some of my post seems to have come up missing. All I remember now is that Neaksis' and my book is supposed to be out in February, and we were very excited.
Rahab's Promise
Chapter 1
A Strange Visit
The hot cobblestones hurt my feet as I raced down the street, hurrying after my mother. When I could I ran through patches of soft dust. Then my feet didn’t hurt so much. My legs and arms ached, but I couldn’t stop. Not for anything.
My little sister, Kera, tugged on my hand, wanting to rest. “No, Kera,” I said, panting, “You know Mama said we have to run as fast as we can to Aunt Rahab’s house.”
“But Jael,” Kera whined, “I’m tired. My legs hurt. I want to go home.”
“I’m tired, too,” I said, trying to be brave, “but Aunt Rahab will give us raisins and honey cakes just as soon as we get there.”
“Figs, too?” asked Kera, brightening at the thought of food.
“Anything you want,” I promised. “Just hurry.”
Mama kept looking over her shoulder to make sure we were coming. Baby Jared squirmed in her arms, trying to get down. “Come, Jael. Come, Kera. We need to go faster. Aunt Rahab is waiting for us.”
“But Mama, I don’t understand. Why are we going to stay at Aunt Rahab’s house?” I asked. “Our house isn’t far away, and all our toys are still there.”
Mama shifted Baby Jared to the other side and held out her hand. “Hush, Jael. I’ll explain later, but now we must go. Let me take Kera’s other hand so that we can walk faster.”
I had always loved Aunt Rahab, but usually she came to see us. We had been to her big, beautiful house just a few times. Aunt Rahab’s house was actually built right into the city’s great wall, and from her windows you could see for miles. Off to the left were the purple-colored mountains I had always wanted to visit, and way off to the right was the Jordan River. The river was flooded right now from all the rain, and I couldn’t help being a little excited to see it again.
Each time before Mama had been happy when we went to see Aunt Rahab, but today her face was frowning and her voice sounded worried. I could tell something important was about to happen.
Chapter 2
The Israelites Are Coming!
When we reached the house Aunt Rahab hurried out to meet us. Mama asked her, “Is it really true? Are the Israelites coming?”
My heart pounded in my chest. Israelites! Everyone in the city had been talking about them and the wonderful miracles that their God, the God of Heaven, had done for them. I heard how the God of Heaven had helped them win many battles, and had given them food and water out in the desert. A few days ago He even made them a path right across the flooded Jordan River so they could cross over safely. Now the Israelites were coming to Jericho! Maybe I would get to see them from Aunt Rahab’s window.
“Daddy! Daddy!” Kera shouted.
“Grandpa! Grandma!” I sang, and ran over to hug them. We all went inside together and Aunt Rahab gave us raisins and honey cakes. Figs, too. A few minutes later, more of my uncles and aunts and cousins came in. It’s a good thing Aunt Rahab’s house was so big, because it was sure getting crowded. “Hello, Reya,” I said when I finally saw my favorite cousin. She is seven, and just my size. I am still six, but I am almost seven..
“Hi, Jael,” Reya said. “Do you know what we are going to do? None of the grownups will tell me anything.”
Just then Aunt Rahab clapped her hands to get our attention. “Thank you all for coming,” she said. “And children, I know you are all very curious about, well, everything. There was a good reason we couldn’t tell you before.” My cousins and I listened carefully. “As you know, the Israelites have come. What you didn’t know is that Jericho, our city, is going to be destroyed.”
I choked in fear. When I saw my Mama’s face and she was crying, I started to cry, too. Were the Israelites going to kill all of us? Mama, Daddy, Kera, Baby Jared, Aunt Rahab, even me? “What about us, Aunt Rahab?” Reya asked. “What’s going to happen to us?” She wasn’t crying, but she squeezed my hand hard.
“All of you who are here in my house will be safe,” Aunt Rahab said soothingly. “You will be safe because of the Promise.”
“What Promise?” I yelled. I was excited.
Aunt Rahab smiled. “I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. For now, where on earth are you all going to sleep?” We laughed, feeling much better. Somehow she found room for everyone, but there was hardly room to walk across the floor because of all the sleeping mats. I didn’t think I could ever fall asleep, but curled up next to Mama it wasn’t so hard. The last thing I remember is wondering, “How can Jericho be destroyed? We have a wall around the city—the biggest, strongest wall in all of Canaan.”
Chapter 3
The Red Rope
Early the next morning I heard a strange noise. I hurried over to the window, but everyone else was already crowded around it, trying to see. Daddy held me up high so I could peek out of it.
Outside, I saw the funniest thing. A great army was marching around our city. The people stretched out as far as I could see along the wall in either direction. They walked by without yelling or talking or anything. The only sounds were some horns blowing and the tramping of their feet. With each marching step I could feel the floor shake under my feet.
“Mama, Daddy, what are they doing?” I asked. “They’re not fighting with our soldiers, or trying to knock our wall down. They can’t win a battle just by marching!”
Mama turned away from the window and gathered Kera and me up onto her lap. “Never forget, Jael, that the Israelites are followers of the God of Heaven, and He is the mightiest God in the whole world. He can do anything . . . even win a battle just by marching.”
“What about our gods, Mama?” I asked. “We have always worshipped the gods and goddesses, just like everyone else who lives in Jericho.”
“We don’t worship them any more,” Mama said. “The God of Heaven is the strongest, and best of all He loves us. From now on we will worship Him.”
That seemed really strange, you know, to just worship one God. Ashteroth was the goddess we worshipped mostly, and always before Mama had said she sent the rain and made the plants grow. Mama wouldn’t let us look inside the temple, though.
That made me think of something. “Mama, why didn’t Aunt Rahab ever get married?” Mama got kind of a funny look on her face like she wasn’t quite sure what to say. Maybe she even looked a little embarrassed. “Aunt Rahab has not always made good choices,” Mama finally said. “But now she is different.”
“Because of the God of Heaven?” I asked. Mama nodded.
Just then, Aunt Rahab bent over me. “Come, Jael, I want to show you something.” She walked over to the window. “The rest of you children, come and look, too.”
When we had all gathered, she said softly, “Do you see the red rope hanging from our window?” We all nodded. “The God of Heaven has promised that if we hang this rope from our window we will be safe, no matter what happens.” I looked up at Mama, who was standing beside me now. Aunt Rahab went on. “We can trust the God of Heaven to protect us.”
Inside I felt all warm and cozy. I hugged Mama’s legs and used my robe to dry away a few tears that had sneaked out of my eyes. “Thank you, God of Heaven,” I whispered. “Thank you for your Promise.”
Chapter 4
The Story of Two Spies
For six days in a row the Israelites marched around our city. Every day they marched around one time without talking, just the horns blowing loudly. Then they went back to their camp again. We could see their camp, and spent a lot of time watching them out the window. Their tents looked like a bright, colorful fair. It was too far to see the people, but I thought of all the boys and girls they must have.
Mama said we couldn’t go outside and play ball in the street, or go on a picnic in the long grass just outside the city gates. I was so tired of being in the house. Everyone else was tired of being indoors, too. “Tell us again, Aunt Rahab,” I begged. “Tell us one more time about the Promise Story.”
Aunt Rahab sighed, but she was smiling. “All right. Just one more time.” We all gathered around to listen. It was our favorite story. “A few weeks ago,” she began, “two Israelite spies came to visit Jericho. Their job was to look all around the city and see if there were any good places to attack.”
“What were their names?” Kera interrupted.
“Azor, and what was the other one?” Aunt Rahab asked.
“Salmon!” we shouted together.
“That’s right. Azor and Salmon. But the king’s soldiers found out they were here and wanted to kill them.”
“Is that when they hid in your house?” I asked.
“Yes, Jael. That’s right.” Aunt Rahab said. “I hid them up on the roof under the piles of flax straw. When the soldiers came I sent them in another direction. Then,” she said, “I tied this red rope in my window so they could escape. I told them, ‘Run up toward the purple mountains. Wait three days, then go back to your own people. The soldiers will have stopped looking for you by then.’”
“And that’s when they told you the Promise,” I said happily.
“Yes, indeed,” Aunt Rahab smiled. “They said if I hung this red rope in my window, that everyone in my house would be safe, protected by the God of Heaven.” She touched the rope. “So here we are, safe and snug. Who wants to go up to the roof and look around?”
“I do, I do,” we all said. It was so much fun on the roof. We got to hide under Auntie’s flax straw and pretend we were spies, and look out across the whole city of Jericho. The wall around the city was so wide that ten soldiers could march along side by side on it. We liked to pretend-march, too. Best of all we liked to watch the Israelite camp, so far away.
“Look,” Reya yelled suddenly, “They’re coming back.” I ran over to see. Sure enough, at the edge of the camp was a huge swarm of people so tiny they looked like bugs crawling around.
They formed into a big, wide line like an ant parade, moving slowly toward the city. Somehow
it seemed different this time. Then I remembered. Today was the seventh day.
Chapter 5
The Last March
“Quickly, children, all of you get back inside.” Aunt Rahab rushed us back down the stairs, counting to be sure all eleven of us made it back in the house. “Hurry, hurry. It won’t take them long to get here.”
Just like before, the Israelites marched by the far corner of the wall and circled round the city, passing right under our window. There, they had made it all the way around, and would turn back towards their camp. No, I could see them going around another time. “Mama!” I screamed. “Come see! They’re marching around again!”
All the family who had drifted away from the window came running back. We all stood there and watched the Israelites march around again. One, two, three times they had gone by. Were they stopping? No, four, five, six times. We could hear people in the city yelling and making fun of them, and of the God of Heaven. Even the soldiers on the walls were yelling, but the Israelites just kept marching without saying a word.
They were almost finished with the seventh time around. I was so excited I could hardly breathe. “Look, Mama,” Kera whispered. “They’re standing still.” The Israelites had made a complete circle around the wall. The horns stopped blowing. The whole city was quiet as everyone watched and waited.
I looked up at Mama and Aunt Rahab. Their eyes were closed and I think they were praying. Mama squeezed me tight. Suddenly the horns gave a long, loud blast. I jumped. Then all the Israelites shouted at once. It was so loud I scrunched down and covered my ears with my hands. All I could hear was noise, noise, noise everywhere.
The ground began to shake underneath me. A rumbling seemed to be coming from the walls. Clouds of dust choked me. Aunt Rahab’s fancy vases tumbled off their shelves and shattered on the floor. The pictures fell off her walls. Then came a scraping of stone on stone, tumbling, crashing.
Daddy held Baby Jared tight, and Mama sheltered Kera and me with her own body as the whole city shook. I screamed the name of the God of Heaven, but couldn’t even hear my own voice over the thunder outside. Then, all was quiet.
Even now I don’t remember much of what happened next. It was all so fast. Just as we were picking ourselves up from the floor two men came running in. One started helping us gather our things, and the other went straight to Aunt Rahab. “Salmon,” she said, holding out her hands. From the looks on their faces I guessed maybe Aunt Rahab would get married pretty soon after all.
“You are Azor, aren’t you?” I asked the other man, coughing a little from all the dust.
He smiled, his teeth shining white in his dirty face. “Yes, Little One,” he said. “Are you ready to go?” And he led us out to safety. I could hardly believe my eyes. Everywhere I looked were crumbled piles of rock. The wall of the city had fallen to the outside as if pushed over by giant hands.
We walked quickly to the camp of the Israelites, Daddy still carrying Baby Jared, and Kera riding on Mama’s back. I walked with Reya and my new friend, Azor. When we were outside the city I turned around to look. As far as I could see the great walls of Jericho had tumbled to the ground. The only part still standing was Aunt Rahab’s home with the red rope still hanging from the window, the rope of God’s Promise.
Jael and her family lived with the Israelites all their lives, worshipping the God of Heaven. Aunt Rahab married Salmon, and they named their baby boy Obed. When Obed grew up, he became the grandfather of good King David.
We are going to crank out the next one right away!
get crankin neak .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SOMETIMES tl weddings do stir the bottom layer a bit don't they? But maybe the future is not so bad, see where we were going take a detour, who knows...while there life theres hope
Almost Here (Duet With Brian Mcfadden)
Did I hear you right
'cause I thought you said
Let's think it over
You have been my life
And I never planned
Growing old without you
Shadows bleeding through the light
Where the love once shined so bright
Came without a reason
Don't let go on us tonight
Love's not always black and white
Haven't I always loved you?
But when I need you
You're almost here
And I know that's not enough
And when I'm with you
I'm close to tears
'cause your only almost here
I would change the world
If I had a chance
Oh won't you let me
Treat me like a child
Throw your arms around me
Oh please protect me
Bruised and battered by your words
Dazed and shattered how it hurts
Haven't I always loved you
But when I need you
You're almost here
And I know that's not enough
And when I'm with you
I'm close to tears
'cause your only almost here
Bruised and battered by your words
Dazed and shattered now it hurts
Haven't I always loved you
But when I need you
You're almost here
Well I never knew how far behind i?d left you
And when I hold you your almost here
Well I'm sorry that I took our love for granted
And now I'm with you I'm close to tears
'cause I know I'm almost here
Only almost here
I am blessed with babysitting right now, so this will be short. Plus, I have a birthday cake to make.
Mom & Dad are taking Flard out to eat before he goes home, and the bank lady called up this morning to ask if she could come over and see the house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
On the bright side, my Christmas dishes are done early. More on that later.
Yesterday we saw a funnel cloud over across the lake. It looked like it came very close to the ground, if it didn't actually touch. So it COULD have been a tornado...more on that later, too.
The kids are trying to cook without me, so I'd better dash.
what, just one post so far today!?
We are falling down on the job!!!
Gosh, I hope it doesn't have anything to do with the kids COOKING!
BTW, I started the attempt at chili before I took the medicine which was before i searched the internet and read the side effect percentages.
I have a newbie question, I guess you might say. Is there a way to follow these threads aside from going to the index and clicking on them?
Other forums I know have chat, but I think these longer threads are the 'chat' rooms of this site?
Just curious.
Yep, no chat rooms here. This one, and Idiotville, and some things get thru the fog, and a few others are as close as we come to chat.
evening all
hows all the neaks, cinders, & B and welcome to moveforward <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak on being blessed with babysitting ...hehehehe BEEN THERE lately ....love it but the peace & quite after is also nice.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Well still no word from Aussie or his team - 26 days now - so we are all settling in for a long worrying period of no contact. Sorta sucks but as least we would know if they were NOT ok I guess. So the silence is reassuring in a way.
New years nearly here, DD is singing tonight so that will be an experience ...she is cool as a cumcumber ...while I'm nervous?????????? lol mummy is a bit overprotective I think ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
She has been going to rehersals ,, the songs they want her to sing are - have'nt heard of 2 & 3 I dont think but I'm so proud of her I could bust ...I asked the Music director if i could get a copy of the recording for Aussie he told me he'd do that for me and try to cut our some the background noise for Aussie as well but it would depend on how loud the crowd were near the mikes ...oh well anything would be ok but he's pretty confident we will get a good result if a bit noisy!
Not sure what order they are supposed to be -- I was told to be surprised!! I HATE that !!! lol
Hero
I believe I can fly
I give my love 2U
Mt heart will go on
One night without you
Predictable
When the war is over
If I get them I'll send them to any who want ..I think they should compress ok for email
Nice songs, AW. I know you have heard I believe I can fly. Even I know that one.
Those kids had better stay out of that kitchen, after I spent all that time cleaning it up, instead of my own, which is still a mess!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> (I'm very territorial about my efforts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) They don't need cooked food. I cooked for them at lunch. They can have peanut butter and crackers for supper.
Outside.
In the driveway.
On the gravel. So what if it's dark. How much light do you need to eat peanut butter, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Leave the kitchen alone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Lucky for them--I'm safely at work 70 miles away and harmless, as far as their food is concerned. Next time I clean the kitchen I'm going to go around and pee on all the appliances so my territory is more clearly marked, and safe from intruders. So there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I started the attempt at chili before I took the medicine which was before i searched the internet and read the side effect percentages.
Let THAT be a lesson for you not to do things out of sequence! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I've been in a bad mood all day, for a variety of things plus Flard's leaving, and since nobody was talking, didn't feel like talking to myself. Now I'm chattier, but at work, with a patient who just might
possibly feel that some of my attention should be directed towards her. Honestly! People are so self-centered! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now which wise woman once said
You can't change him you have to accept he will go his own way until he wants to change ??????????????????????????????????
He loves his mum & family, can't change him tl...his mistakes are his own even if mum sees the reef ahead ..sometimes he's just got to hit it.
Feel much the same way about my DS and the Army ... but what can I do? Why can't I ground him anymore? it sucks big time.
Well at least he is home today ...sometime .... if he REMEMBERS to come home ... a phone call would be nice .... a letter .. a email .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
hey gang, I tried calling EVERYONE's phone, but no one answers! Neak's number that I have says it has been disconnected... guess I need to get a new phone number on her. I did remember Diva #2's birthday is today which is why I'm trying to call. If she's not in bed already, call me on my cell so I can wish her a beauticious end of her b-day!!! ALso, if I had remembered earlier, I would have sent something <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> my pre-new-year's resolution is to keep up with birthdays. Thank goodness I haven't broken it yet because the new year isn't here yet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> haha! Neak wrote out everyone's b-day on a piece of paper when I was vising this summer, and I have it in my wallet to view <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> there's just way too many of ya'll tho <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Flard emailed me yesterday, saying he was going home early? What was that about? I haven't read the last few pages, been so busy, so if you've already talked about it, I'll find it eventually so don't re-tell again.
and p.s. if I don't get to talk to her, please give her all my love and wish her the biggest happiest late-b-day for me, ok? Something to the effect of, "I love you... you are a wonderful beautiful little lady... I am so proud of you..." etcetcetc because I mean it all from my heart. I am very effusive in my words of affirmation <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and I just tried calling one hospital to see if you, T&L were there, but nope. You must be at the OTHER one where i DON'T have the phone number to it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> boy, am I scoring lucky on reaching NOBODY on the phone tonight!!! Guess I will talk to you guys later.
Mummies ESP must be working..my wonderful DS rang me & said he was at Hungry Jacks [Burger King] with that other woman - just not sure what other woman - red dress or white lace or ????? -
mummy DOES NOT WANT TO KNOW WHATS HE'S DOING
As long as he comes home for dinner - he said he would - then I can be a classic avoider and not talk about his behaviour - not that it would do any good -
ARE YOU SURE I CAN'T GROUND HIM ????????
Mikey wouldn't do that to mummy would you sweety? no ..see he's my angel <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
GJen, you can call Mom at work tonight, 209-668-5214.
Now which wise woman once said
You can't change him you have to accept he will go his own way until he wants to
I have
NO idea, AW! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Some dope, no doubt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> What I DO know is that I have an enormous appreciation for what I put my parents through when I was a young adult. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> My poor mother was more of a worrier than I am, which is saying a LOT. I'm surprised she survived to 89 years of age. I'm suprised her mind lasted as long as it did. I'm surprised her internal fret-er and stew-er didn't blow a fuse, a gasket, and a cork. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mothers deserve medals, they do. Let's award ourselves some. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have NO idea, AW! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Some dope, no doubt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
OooooooooK we don't need to go there lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> glass houses and all that hahahhaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I just got home from the concert - WOW s all I can say. DD was so good if a little hoarse by the end but oh so good!!
Well mummy thinks so!! as does the family.
I think I may have encouraged her into the wrong career!!!
But then again not many make it in the singing world so perhaps its for the best ... but WOW
Her voice is slightly more ..well I suppose mature than 12 months ago ...maybe the singing lessons she has been getting from the teachers at Variety Club has done that I don't know... you guys are the musical ones would breathing techniques etc change that?
Anyway she got lots of clapping & whistles especially from the horde of young teens there - she looks so young - actually she can look mature then so young by her expressions and changing her hair for whatever she is doing and that came across really well. My baby girl!!
She didn't look or act nervous but told me later she had been ... she has gone out with her girlfriends for a few drinks and will taxi home later tonight with 2 of them.
The whole choir was so good with a number of singers doing solo's. It was fun. The whole family thought it was a good night and we were all so proud of her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
The tech there did a recording and will have it tomorrow so maybe in a day or so I can send it to you...He said he should be able to filter out some of the crowd noise but dont expect miracles .... what a nice man. Mum said we should get him a nice bottle of wine which I thought was a good idea..in fact his wife too..she did the lights which were very well timed. Anyway we'll see.
Mikes asleep at last so I'm off to bed ..
have a good one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
[did you notice I was a bit excited lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />]
and oh yes .........
Mothers deserve medals, they do. Let's award ourselves some. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I agree totally.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Please be sure you have some diamonds and emeralds and sapphires on mine.
And, while it is being designed, please send the chef, maid, and massage therapist over daily. Deliver the bills for them to the Bureau of Stupid WSs. They should pick up the tab. (Emphasis on STUPID because some of them do see the light - let the foggy ones pay.)
Deliver the bills for them to the Bureau of Stupid WSs. They should pick up the tab. (Emphasis on STUPID because some of them do see the light - let the foggy ones pay.)
I think the stupid ones are often broke. Or at least they claim to be when it comes time to support the ones they left behind. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> The Marriage Builders Mafia Collection Agency... Do you think
that would work? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yeah, I think that would be a good plan. Who will email the Harleys with the proposal?
I have NO idea, AW! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Some dope, no doubt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
OooooooooK we don't need to go there lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> glass houses and all that hahahhaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I thought you were quoting back to me something I'd said in the past. It just had a familiar ring to it. If you weren't, then I abjectly apologize to whoever I just called a dope! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
So nice that you could enjoy your DD's musical talents. For a parent, those performances are such satisfying compensations for all the music lessons, and nagging to practice, and screechy/scratchy novice musicality that have gone before. I remember when my kids got big enough to play real music with me...how much fun that was! And my dad still comes up to me after church and tells me how much he enjoys listening to me play, and that he's glad I'm glad he made me practice...to the point of sitting at the piano bench during my practice time (so I couldn't escape like HE did as a child) and holding a big cardboard shield over my hands so I'd learn to play by touch and not have to look at the keys all the time. Well, it wasn't that much fun back then, especially when all the little kids in the mission apartments were learning the Indian War Dance at the same time ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but listening to your no-longer-little-darlings, as big guys, doing well what they once couldn't do at all, is a treat so special it should be bottled and sold! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yeah, I think that would be a good plan. Who will email the Harleys with the proposal?
A. Nony Mous. He's brave enough for
anything!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
D & S dropped by, with their dad and their niece.
(X who had elementary school aged children married a grandmother. Now he has adult stepchildren, his 2 teenagers [almost], and 2.6 grandchildren.)
S and x fixed my mailbox which was battered to death by someone who apparently had a lot of fun w/ a baseball bat (after post had been damaged a bit by someone who hit it w/ their front fender - looks ok but mailbox is angled a bit.)
So, d, the niece, and I watched part of Master of Disquise while the guys worked outside. The niece gave me a hug when they left which is more than teenaged daughter did. That was cool!
Then I slept all afternoon. And, guess what had happened while I slept!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
We had slipped to the second page.
Send over the chef! I need food!!! NOW!!!!
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I wish I slept all afternoon! However, it's 5:30PM now and I'm on my way to bed for the night, so it's not all bad! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Tomorrow night I'll get to welcome in the new year at work. At least labor and delivery is more fun to work New Year's Eve than the emergency room! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And since I'm working in Turlock this year, instead of Stockton, I don't have to worry about my vehicle windows being shot out again by one of the people with guns who celebrate each new year at midnight by a burst of gunfire so extensive that it sounds like 4th of July fire crackers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sweet dreams to me, may the owls in the attic be quiet tonight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - Would you believe that we can't go out on the street on New Year's Eve? The idiots up on the hill fire guns into the air, and the bullets come down HERE. Last year there were two flattened bullets by my house. One put a hole in my awning. I think I MIGHT move to Montana.
I was tl , then I REALISED I had given the same advice to others !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
oh well the advice is still good ........ I will TRY to even follow it ... but its so hard. I want to reach out and shake the men of my family and tell them to GET OUT of the Army.
BUT, the but, is that they wont for now.
You know, my secret nightmare is losing them all one after the other and my DD & I just helplessly watching. But it's just a nightmare not reality & God willing never will be.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I never really pushed her to the music tl, that was Aussies thing to encourage her interest. While I love many types of music I have sadly not a musical bone in my body.
Aussie on the other hand, according to his dad because God forbid that he ever tell me, used to play the guitar and clarinet and - get ready for it - the bagpipes in cadets at school. That was before he started playing with guns and knives and things that go bang in the night <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Our DS thinks music started with Cold Chisel because his dad likes it and ends with Eminem and Missy Higgins [thinks shes a hot bit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />] oh the Dixie Chicks are acceptable too for OBVIOUS reasons <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But I love to listen to her play or sing because she does it for fun , pure fun, or sometimes to express her feelings & it never hurts to be able to do something more than your chosen career.
Oh got the disk from last night so I'll try to copy to the pc ..the bloke from the choir told me they have been converted to MP3 for me so hopefully neak can send them on to you ok. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
B thats hard to accept in a townsite!! I mean we have had some wild New Years over the years in some wild places but not people firing guns at us ... well not me & the kids.
I have the perfect solution .... those who fire guns near you get drafted into the Army/Marines whatever and can go to Iraq if they are so eager!!
I'm sure some reservists would be happy to let them go <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Are you going to go out or do anthing B?
Also, Neak, when you get Aw's DD's mp3s, send them my way please <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I'd love to hear them! Ciao bellas.
Gun fire here, too. Last year we found a hole in the top of ds's truck.
This year, we are solving that problem. We going to a friend who lives near the firing range. The sane people will be in there house, so it should be quiet.
There is a burning ban in Texas and a 500.00 fine for shooting fireworks.
Of course there is no fine for selling them.
Makes no sense
AW - Nope, not going out. For the last 24 years, since I was stuck with kids, I have made it my mission to babysit my neighbors and friends kids. We have a HUGE party that lasts until they all fall asleep, sometimes 3:00 or 4:00 in the morning.
well, time for me to start heading to bed. Can you sleep too much when you are trying to get well?
Emptied and loaded the dishwasher - first time since children left Sunday. It's not full. That tells you how little I have cooked, etc, in nearly a week. Self-care is not my strongest trait.
Guess the sun is up today. Probably should head to the grocery store.
Shopping list:
Stop at Target for some of those sinus clearing bath salts
Turnip Greens (son will eat)
Black eyed peas (I will eat)
Egg Nogg (children will drink)
Milk (what we have is old - yucky headed woman hasn't been drinking it)
Tums (alternative calcium source)
Maybe steak to grill tomorrow night if children aren't fed before coming home from their dad's
[color:"orange"] *** What else do I need? *** [/color]
I actually heard the gunfire that shattered my van windows. I just didn't know it at the time. We opened the department windows on the 3rd floor at midnight so I could listen to the gunfire, which was quite impressive to me, given that this was the first year I worked there and I had no idea that this barrage of bullets was the "in" thing. It wasn't till I went out to go home in the morning that I found that someone had shot through the 2 rear windows of the van and shattered both of them. Happy New Year! Welcome to Stockton! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Kind of a chilly ride home, it was. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hi tl & neak crew
lost internet for 8 hours today ..what a buggar was supposed to email the relees in the East for New Years ... had to leave message bank voice mail - very old fashioned ..lol
just got back from the dogs..we came home early & missed the fireworks as DS was not feeling well - self inflicted irish overdose dad would be proud <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> -
so we have 20 mins until the New Year WOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOO hello 2006 got to be better than 2005 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was wondering if we would make it home before he barfed in the car or not ... we did ... ah boys ..what would we do without them???? oh well no harm done & I would rather he got tanked here than out driving somewhere.
The 'OTHERWOMAN' was that red dress beauty with the big eyes, at least he has taste and she is rather nice - worse luck! - oops did I write that??
just keep repeating to myself "mummy let go, mummy let go"
The gunfire thing I thing is over doing it especially near a hopsital - do I hear banjo's & a guitar ??? lol
B sorry I did not anser you but I lost the web for about 8 hours today.
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Oh no! No web for 8 hours??????
I nearly died B !!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
oh by the way
HAPPY NEW YEAR from the antipodes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thanks AW - it's almost 9:00AM here, so we have 15 more hours till the New Year. Actually this has been a very good year for me, and I hate to see it go.
Hope everything is well with you.
On the war thing, I've been meaning to tell you about a show I saw on TV. It was before the war in Afghanistan, just when there was a possibility of one. They interviewed a teacher, and it was soooooo sad. She said that she and her students had been running from place to place to avoid the guerillas (or whatever they were). She said they had no food, no life, and would be relieved if they just got bombed into oblivion.
I often think of her, and hope that things are better for the people there. When you are missing your soldier, think about how much the people there have been suffering for years.
With all this talk, I think I'll just stay home with my pets and some videos.
Yes B It helps to know that the Taliban wont be back if it can be helped.
This group was originally a university based group intent on getting rid of corruption & the communist regime in Afghanistan ...started off well but were taken over by muslim clerical fanatics that think the height of civilization is about 1326 AD. Thus women not being allowed to get education and virtual slavery. No rights at all.
I have met some women who escaped from there - horrifying - one witnessed a public execution in the soccer stadium of a woman who was raped - they called it adultery & treason ... hard to have compassion for such people. But I try to.
well now I have only between 10 & 12 months until Aussie comes home. Not long if you say it quickly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Hi Cinders - Happy New Year <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
very quiet around here .... no horn blowing ..but we had hordes of kids from the regiments families at the greyhounds tonight...bouncy castles, rock wall climbs, bands, the whole thing...I even won $110 on a dog race!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Then we decided to get our brave soldier boy home as he was feeling very much under the weather due to way to much irish.
But his pretty lady babied him ok - [why does she have to be so nice I ask you? I can't help liking her darn it lol]
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AW - I know what you mean about the young ladies. My oldest son has always had long relationships (well, until they dump him, anyway). I have gotten very attached to some of his girlfriends.
B
I find it so hard to 'shut up' and watch lol
On one hand I want to drive them away and on the other want the BEST lady he could imagine!!
It's tough being a mum!!! hah hah
but I bet you know that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
B I had better get to bed ..its 2.30am here and I think it's mine turn to drive mum, dad & one of my sis to church tomorrow. YIKES <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
night dear B <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Well, it is a beautiful day outside. I think I'll take my pooch for a walk. I could take her to a dog park. My mom doesn't want to go eat chinese w/ me tonight. Don't have anyone else with whom to go. Who wants to go out alone on New Year's Eve.
The question of the day for me is:
1) do I go eat egg rolls by myself - that is what I want - just eggrolls. I want mustard!! For my sinuses.
2) make some shrimp alfredo stuff just for myself
3) grill a small bacon wrapped ribeye for myself
4) rent a different movie for tonight or settle for Bill Murray in 'The Life Aquatic"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Everyone, eat your heart out....my black cat decided to come sit in my lap!!!!
well now I have only between 10 & 12 months until Aussie comes home. Not long if you say it quickly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
AW, I have to salute your good Australian stiff upper lip. Guess the Brits don't have a monopoly on it after all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I did it. Last night I told HP how very much I want to move away from here to where it won't cost as much so I don't have to work so hard. Gave him the whole rundown about how much less things would cost in another state and that I really, really want to do this. Blahblahblahblah. Those of you who have read The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid already know exactly what he had to say about my yearning desire.
Those of you who haven't? Think "Tar Baby." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
my black cat decided to come sit in my lap!!!!
Black cats are the only
real cats. All other colors are only imitation cats. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - I'm with you. I want to MOVE. Southern California is like living in paradise, and I really do appreciate it. But it costs so much. I make good money and live in a dump. And I mean a dump by anyone's standards.
Hey don't tell my calico that she is not a REAL cat....she is the alpa cat in the pack if you want to consider those two girls a pack.
The dog enjoyed her walk today. You've never seen a sweeter dog. And Zoe is the perfect name for her. She helped bring life back to my daughter who is so, so DEAR.
Now, can I get an animal named Calm for my son?
hey, i'm unusually lucky - both cats in my lap and the dog at my feet. Eat your hearts out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi cinders!!
hope everyone there having some fun even if its listening to radio or TV .... its not so much fun without AUSSIE but still have to make the best of it.
Nice to go out with family though and have my son home ...still no messages from Aussie. Oh well must be patient. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, I wanted to come on a long time ago and say Happy New Year to everyone, but too many lovely ladies have desired to spend the evening with us (some of them not for long before they were told to come back when their contractions were harder, stronger, and longer, and their (un)happy butts got shipped out the door <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), and it's just been one patient after another. We've had a new year's baby, but not mine. She's still gestating and laboring, and now that it's 6AM, I hope she continues to do so at least until 7:15 so I can be safely out the door and proceeding at a high rate of speed towards home and bed. I was complaining that it had been SUCH a lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ong night, and the charge nurse told me it was because we'd been here since last year!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Happy New Year. Old fuddy duddy that I am, I fell asleep around 10pm, though I did wake up briefly at 12:03 when Mr. Computer & Princess bounded in shouting that the neighbors were setting off fireworks. Apparently they went to sleep eventually, because they are both crashed out in front of Grandpa's TV.
The Dervish has been awake since 6. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
that must be some fun neak!!!
The little ones were everywhere last night ..... as annoying as they were running underfeet lol
I love em all..... just had to smile and enjoy the look of pure pleasure on their little faces watching & being at a 'grown up' place and allowed to stay up so late.
!!!!!
Mikey out lasted his big bold bro .. hah hah
I wonder if I could adopt another 4 or 5 ???????? Aussie might Dv for that alone though lol
I can hear him now ..
"Are you MAD woman???" yep .. called clucky sweetone ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Mmmmmmm what about 2 ?? twins???? 2 girls ????? Mum's eyes just lit up at the thought of more grand kids when I mentioned it - she & dad staying here tonight after a few too many wines at dinner. hehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
My precious babies (although they are 12 and 15) came home from their dad's this morning. 15 yo d said she was tired - it was about 7:15 and they had left movie theatre about 1 am. She said she voted for back to bed instead of going to church. So, that is what we did. I promise, that I have done precious little since Christmas except go to work 3 days, sleep, and cruise the internet. That's all.
I need some variety.
I need some variety.
That's a dangerous thing to say, I am sure T&L can back me up on that one.
Happy New Year.
May all of you have the best year yet.
SS
[color:"blue"] Military fears big Afghan losses
1. January 2006, 20:41
By Michael Willisee, War Correspondent (UK)
BRITISH troops set to deploy to southern Afghanistan this spring. along with Australian troops already deployed there, could sustain losses on a scale not seen since the Korean war, a combined briefing to both nations Prime Ministers by field military intelligence officers have warned.
They say insurgent forces in the south are preparing for a large offensive by Al-Qaeda and the Taliban, backed by sophisticated weapons and training from Iran.
The warnings follow an increase in heavy fighting in southern Afghanistan over the past year. Several thousand soldiers, including about 100 US soldiers, have been killed.
The insurgents regard the withdrawal of 2,000 US troops as a key victory and are expected to press home their advantage against the British-led Nato force.
An advance party of British troops from 16 Air Assault Brigade will fly to Afghanistan this week to begin preparing for the deployment.
A new terror group linked to Abu Musab al-Zarqawi’s Al-Qaeda in Iraq has emerged in southern Afghanistan and is imitating his methods. Messages from the group, Al-Qaeda in Afghanistan, have appeared on the same jihadist internet sites as those of Zarqawi’s terror group.
The Taliban has regrouped, adapting its tactics to a classic insurgency campaign. There has also been a surge in suicide bombings and in roadside bombs similar to those introduced to Iraq last year.
US intelligence officers in southern Afghanistan and at the Coalition Joint Task Force headquarters in Bagram, north of Kabul, are blaming Iran for the increase in the use of sophisticated technology.
The British troops’ anti-narcotics operations could also provoke attacks from local warlords. The Dutch will decide on February 2 whether to withdraw their contingent because of warnings from military intelligence about the risks. They are expected to do so.
The plan is for just over 3,000 of the 6,000-strong Nato force to come from the UK, with Canada and the Dutch supplying the remaining troops. A British battle group commanded by 16 Air Assault Brigade and led by 3rd Battalion the Parachute Regiment will take over Helmand province from the Americans.
Briefings to officers from 3 Para by Australian SAS highlighted the possibility of casualties on a par with those during the 1951 -52 Korean conflict, when casualty rates rose up to 30% fatalities. They advised to expect fatality rates of approximately 10% which was the rate of British deaths in the 1982 Falklands war within the first month of the northern spring.
It is reported that Australian troops fought a number of intense battles throughout Christmas and the New Year with a number of teams narrowly avoiding being over run.
UK and Australian defense officials have refused to confirm or deny the estimations.
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Well seems my worries were right and its getting worse not better. I just pray they are wrong. it appears Aussie was way to busy to be able to contact us
I wish they would bring him home, bring all of them home right now
But they won't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Oh dear! Not good! Not good for anyone.
This song has always been one of my favorite Christmas carols, and I've always been touched by the story behind it. It seems appropriate right now, AW, especially for you. I hope it helps at least a little to know that you aren't alone with your burdens, and that people all over the world care about what happens to Aussie, and to you. We uphold you both in prayer, and your family as well.
I heard the bells on Christmas day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet the words repeat
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And thought how, as the day had come,
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along the unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Till ringing, singing on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime, a chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
And in despair I bowed my head;
There is no peace on earth; I said;
For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Then from each black, accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound the carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn, the households born
Of peace on earth, good will to men.
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
With peace on earth, good will to men.
The Story Behind "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day"
by Tom Stewart
December 20, 2001
One of America's best known poets, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), contributed to the wealth of carols sung each Christmas season, when he composed the words to "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" on December 25th 1864. The carol was originally a poem, "Christmas Bells," containing seven stanzas. Two stanzas were omitted, which contained references to the American Civil War, thus giving us the carol in its present form. The poem gave birth to the carol, "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day," and the remaining five stanzas were slightly rearranged in 1872 by John Baptiste Calkin (1827-1905), who also gave us the memorable tune. When Longfellow penned the words to his poem, America was still months away from Lee's surrender to Grant at Appomattox Court House on April 9th 1865; and, his poem reflected the prior years of the war's despair, while ending with a confident hope of triumphant peace.
As with any composition that touches the heart of the hearer, "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day" flowed from the experience of Longfellow-- involving the tragic death of his wife Fanny and the crippling injury of his son Charles from war wounds. Henry married Frances Appleton on July 13th 1843, and they settled down in the historic Craigie House overlooking the Charles River in Cambridge, Massachusetts. They were blessed with the birth of their first child, Charles, on June 9th 1844, and eventually, the Longfellow household numbered five children-- Charles, Ernest, Alice, Edith, and Allegra. Alice, the Longfellows' third child and first daughter, was delivered, while her mother was under the anesthetic influence of ether-- the first in North America.
Tragedy struck both the nation and the Longfellow family in 1861. Confederate Gen. Pierre G. T. Beauregard fired the opening salvos of the American Civil War on April 12th, and Fanny Longfellow was fatally burned in an accident in the library of Craigie House on July 10th. The day before the accident, Fanny Longfellow recorded in her journal: "We are all sighing for the good sea breeze instead of this stifling land one filled with dust. Poor Allegra is very droopy with heat, and Edie has to get her hair in a net to free her neck from the weight." After trimming some of seven year old Edith's beautiful curls, Fanny decided to preserve the clippings in sealing wax. Melting a bar of sealing wax with a candle, a few drops fell unnoticed upon her dress. The longed for sea breeze gusted through the window, igniting the light material of Fanny's dress-- immediately wrapping her in flames. In her attempt to protect Edith and Allegra, she ran to Henry's study in the next room, where Henry frantically attempted to extinguish the flames with a nearby, but undersized throw rug. Failing to stop the fire with the rug, he tried to smother the flames by throwing his arms around Frances-- severely burning his face, arms, and hands. Fanny Longfellow died the next morning. Too ill from his burns and grief, Henry did not attend her funeral. (Incidentally, the trademark full beard of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow arose from his inability to shave after this tragedy.)
The first Christmas after Fanny's death, Longfellow wrote, "How inexpressibly sad are all holidays." A year after the incident, he wrote, "I can make no record of these days. Better leave them wrapped in silence. Perhaps someday God will give me peace." Longfellow's journal entry for December 25th 1862 reads: "'A merry Christmas' say the children, but that is no more for me." Almost a year later, Longfellow received word that his oldest son Charles, a lieutenant in the Army of the Potomac, had been severely wounded with a bullet passing under his shoulder blades and taking off one of the spinal processes. The Christmas of 1863 was silent in Longfellow's journal. Finally, on Christmas Day of 1864, he wrote the words of the poem, "Christmas Bells." The reelection of Abraham Lincoln or the possible end of the terrible war may have been the occasion for the poem. Lt. Charles Longfellow did not die that Christmas, but lived. So, contrary to popular belief, the occasion of writing that much loved Christmas carol was not due to Charles' death.
Longfellow's Christmas bells loudly proclaimed, "God is not dead." God's Truth, Power, and Justice are affirmed, when Longfellow wrote: "The wrong shall fail, the right prevail." The message that the Living God is a God of Peace is proclaimed in the close of the carol: "Of peace on Earth, good will to men." Merry Christmas! And, may the Prince of Peace grant you His peace!
Peace will one day triumph. God has promised it, and I affirm this fact to be the truth...that God is faithful.
t&l
I'm cheerleading a round of applause for Neaksis here, and the 2 of her kids who came to my house yesterday, cleaned my kitchen for me, and washed all the dirty dishes!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> What a treat THAT was.
I'd say more, bu e keyboard as jus sopped leing me ype lower ase 's, 's, and 's so wa more an I say? 's, oo, apparenly, bu T, H, C, and V work jus fine if apialized. How ery, ery odd, isn' i? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
&l
Hi tl & neak and all
many many thanks for your kind words and support. The poem is very good and when I read it the first thing I thought of was the CIVIL WAR - having watched it a number of times with Aussie - I bought him the series.
It has the special mix of sadness, strength and hope of the times.
I sometimes wonder if the times are not similar as far as the immediacy of the war is not with the general public unless we have a battle of some size or a disaster, or a large number of deaths. Maybe its good that its that way as well as it allows most to live their normal lives - its what all our men/boys want for us I guess.
We are all hoping the estimates are not accurate, however the lack of any word is not good. But what will be will be. But of course we worry.
We are not alone of course, other families and partners are also awaiting word and I cannot but think that Aussie realised what was coming and that was why he reminded me of all the paperwork and things just in case.
Its not happy to think of such eventualities but it made him feel better I think. I have faith he will come home as most of our boys shall.
Its just that I feel so helpless to do anything. Its beyond our or my ability to control or change in any way. Of course most wives & parents feel the same way too.
To be totally frank, as I understand more of myself and what happened over the last few years I realise I have so much that I may loose and I'm simply frightened of that.
But I guess thats a good sign isn't it? If I didn't feel that way I would be really bonkers!
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While neaksis + 2 should get great applause - in fact a few jelly babies wouldn't go astray <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> - I am happy to let her come here and clean my kitchen anytime!!
In fact she can do the whole house if she feels a bit of a need for something to do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I need cupbaord space <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So many fetal demises lately. What on earth is going on? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> This latest one was 39 wks. along when it died. Happy New Year to them.
I know how I got to be the dead baby queen. I just don't like it. Back when I first started working at my hospital (in 1991), "memory" photos of the dead baby were taken with the infant lying naked on a stainless steel table, sprawled out willy-nilly like some kind of biology specimen, or someone headed for an unfortunate date with the coroner. I HATED those pictures, that the only mementos these folks would have of their lost child would be so ugly, and started taking them with a backdrop, and the babies posed in natural sleeping positions, etc. It just got to the point where people said, "Get Susan to take your pictures. She does such a nice job," which is really a good way to get someone else to do what you don't want to do yourself.
Since Dillon, it's much harder to do this, but that whole mental distance I talked about makes it possible...most of the time. Today it worked right up till the Grandma, who had stood watching me do the prints (and to whom I had earlier talked about Dillon and what they could expect over the next while), said, "I want to be strong like you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, but it just comes over me in waves." So then we all stood in the hallway and cried together.
I'd go home to my mother, but she's dead, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
(((((AW)))))
(((((T&L)))))
tl
come here & join me & cinders in the group hug and a healthy cry.
Nothing wrong in crying every now & then.
BIG hugs sweet lady [[[[[tl]]]]] & you with a big heart [[[[[cinders]]]]]
Easier to say 'distance' then keep it. I could not for long I think. But tl you ease the grief of the unbearable to many mothers ... God will remember the pain it causes you and give you the strength you need.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
T&L - I know how hard it must be for you, but am so happy that you are doing it. I have NOTHING as a reminder of my first child. They wouldn't even tell me if it was a boy or girl.
My mom lost a full term baby when I was twelve. It died 3 weeks before delivery. I have never seen the complete report - and don't need to - but the baby had lots of physical problems. 16 years later, my dad died. My mom was about 59 at the time - she would have had a 15 or 16 year old handicapped child, two married daughters and no one at home to help her meet her son's needs. I was really mad at God during those years - until I heard about the problems the baby had. In reality, the baby had perfect healing though he didn't have it here.
Yeah, I think we could use a good cry. And a girls night - complete w/ pedicures and chocolate.
Sounds great.
I just found out night before last that my (common-law) SIL is pregnant again. Bad enough, yes, but her first two are the sort of sad little children that go around with snotty noses and dirty diapers. Maybe not as bad as some, but not what they should be, either.
Maybe she would let us adopt the new one, but probably no such luck.
Not too much else can be said about it that should be said.
Double chocolate for me.
So, mocha frapaccino w/ extra shot of chocolate for Neak.
I have NOTHING as a reminder of my first child. They wouldn't even tell me if it was a boy or girl.
When I was talking to the paternal grandparents before the baby was born, and telling them what we would do about footprints, pictures, etc., the grandpa was very surprised. "You mean you're going to let her
hold him? You're going to take pictures?" I was just explaining why we did the pictures, even for people who think they'll never plan to see them (because by the time they change their minds 6 months later it's too late to provide them with what they want and need), when the mama decided to deliver in the middle of her epidural <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />; but when the footprints and pictures were over and the baby was dressed and wrapped in the little blue blanket his mama had brought to the hospital for him, it was Grandpa who wanted to hold him in his arms for awhile.
I'm so sorry that you lost your baby, especially in a time when so little consideration was given to the bereaved mother. What a nice surprise you'll get on the day Jesus comes, when an angel comes to you with a wiggly, lively bundle, and says, "Congratulations! It's a girl." Or boy. I suppose we have to consider THAT possibility, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L -
At the time - 25 years ago, that is just the way things were. I know that you realize how important your contribution is. Like they say, I'm sure if they had known better then, they would have done better.
Anyway, I have grieved and "gotten over" it. I do feel very blessed to have two wonderful sons and 6 remarkable step children.
B
do you ever really 'get over it' ??
It seems as if I shall never do so.
I do agree I am so blessed for my having my 4 kids and that 3 are still with us. And yes they fill my life with joy as well.
But
When does it get better I wonder? I wish I knew.
I belonged to a group once - a smocking group. we made shirts for neonatal intensive care unit and some fancier garments for the hospital's bereavement group. And bonnets too. Some in premie sizes and some in larger sizes.
Grandpa & AJ got haircuts together.
AJ finds himself wondering if Grandpa told the lady, "I'll have whatever he's having.
Grandpa & AJ got haircuts together.
Please tell me your grandpa didn't get a buzz cut, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I know why
I'm awake. What's your excuse? You're gonna be sorry when the Dervish rises to greet the dawn. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to copy this and drag it over to the feminine hygiene products aisle, too, since Carnation's question and thread provided a very funny moment for us this morning.
After I posted to you the first time, I needed to get to bed because it was long past my bedtime, so I called Neak on the phone so she could post also. She's got two phone lines. One of them has a lot of static, so when I called on that one she said she'd call me right back on the other line.
When the phone rang, I picked it up, but I couldn't clearly hear what the other person said. However, I jumped right in to my part of the conversation--like I said, I was in a hurry to get to sleep--and told her, "I want you to go on MB and post to 'I have a very serious question about sex', and I want you to answer it." Oddly enough, after I said that, it was very quiet on the other end of the line for 10 seconds or so. Then I heard Neak say, "Hello?"
I was confused. "Did you hear anything I said?"
"No," she replied, "you were talking to Mr. Computer." (her son, who is 8 years old.)
"Hm-m-m-m," I told her. "Ask him what I said."
"Mr. Computer, what did Noah say to you?" Neak asked.
In the background, I heard this little voice say, "She said, 'I have a very serious question I want you to answer.'"
Woopsie-daisy. "Ah, ask him what the question was about?"
"Mr. Computer, what was Noah's question about?"
Smaller voice..." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> sex <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />."
Neak..."Well, that would explain why he came galloping in here so quickly and gave the phone to me so fast." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I guess so. For some reason, it's apparently shocking to the average 8-year old boy to have your grandma consult you for advice on a serious question about sex!!! Let's hope he's not scarred for life! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
OMG ROTFLMAO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
No, thilly. Of COURSE he doesn't have a buzz cut.
Buzz cuts are much longer.
What DOES he have then, that AJ would wonder if GP told the barber, "I'll have what he's having"? How many months before I can visit him again without laughing?
Hi, AW. I'm going to bed. Turned out they didn't need me at work tonight. Wish they'd found it out before I commuted 51 miles (one-way) to get there, driving through a river flooding across the road in the process. But I still left gladly enough, although I could've bumped the registry person and made her go home instead. However, the charge nurse and the OB techs were having a spat, and the atmosphere was very tense around there, so I decided to be ge-shplitting instead of spending another 10 hrs. trying to stay out of the crossfire.
t&l
AJ was on the other side of a partition to get his flat-top. When they finished and sat down, he <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> at the sight of Grandpa without any hair.
The lady took Grandpa over to wash his scalp (she may have pretended she was washing his hair, but I know differently), then sat him down in the chair AND PROCEEDED TO CUT HIS HAIR AGAIN!!!!!!!!
AJ decided that as little hair as Grandpa had after the hairwash anyway, it wasn't worth the embarassment of leaping on the barber lady and wrestling the clippers away from her. After all, she could hardly have made it worse at that point.
They went out to Hometown Buffet to console themselves.
Grandpa arrived home looking like a kewpie doll, the little bit of hair left atop his head swirling up to a point in the center.
Now he is in the bathroom. I hear the water going on and off every few seconds. He must be running more water in his comb, running it through his hair, then running the water again, thinking maybe if he just gets it wet enough it will cooperate.
Now we won't have to take him for another haircut until July.
Grandpa arrived home looking like a kewpie doll, the little bit of hair left atop his head swirling up to a point in the center.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> OK, that description brought tears to my eyes. Unfortunately for GP, not tears of sympathy, however. Let THAT be a lesson to him to complain that one time when I cut it I got it too short! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> At least there was still hair to
be short. I take it he won't be returning to this particular Indian again for his next scalping? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Please call Sylvia first thing in the AM and find out if we can sign loan papers tomorrow, since I had a night off and will be up and awake. At some point, anyway.
I think it's time for something funny too ...bit cheeky but funny
It happened twenty years ago while travelling interstate
Looking for a shearing job - the night was getting late.
It was me and John Johansen that was driving through the fog,
We was lost and getting nowhere, then, we bottomed in a bog.
"We'd better leg it mate," says John, "I think it's gunna rain,
I'm sure I saw a letterbox a mile back up the lane."
We walked and found the letterbox and through the gloom we saw
A light inside a farmhouse so we fronted at the door.
Our knock was quickly answered by a lady with a lamp,
"Whatcha want?" she muttered, so I said. "A place to camp.
We're cold and wet and hungry missus, could you see us right?
We only want a nice dry bed to sleep in for the night."
"You can't sleep here! I'm on me own! I got no extra beds!
There's straw and lucerne hay inside the feedroom by the sheds.
Make yerselves a bed in there and take this as a warning,
Don't hang around termorrer, youse leave early in the morning!"
The straw was soft, the hay was warm, John snuffed out like a light
And I'll admit I had a very pleasant time that night.
At six a.m. the old girl's voice came rattling through the shed.
"There's eggs and bacon at the house and tea and toast," she said.
We had a bonzer brekky and we couldn't eat no more,
The old duck's attitude to us had softened, that's for sure.
She went and got her tractor and a length of bullock chain
And pulled us from the bog and got us on our way again.
Well, twelve months later, Johnny phoned. " I want to talk to you!
Remember that old farmer girl?" "Yes John," I said, "I do."
"That night when I was sleepin', did you sneak out of the shed
And go and wake our hostess up and climb into her bed?"
"Well Johnny, cobber, yes, I did," I answered, filled with shame.
"And furthermore, you cunnin' rat, you gave my bloody name!"
"Well, yes, I sorta might've done, but you're a decent bloke,
Now you've found my secret John, I hope you'll get the joke."
"Yeah! Very flamin' funny! But - I s'pose ya' gotta laugh,
A joke like that is pretty good, too clever mate, by half.
But - I don't mind," said Johnny, " Cos I'm rather glad you see.
The old girl died three months ago and left her farm & a million quid to me!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hair cuts & scalping in the Neak households!! hahaha
I wonder now, if like Louis Lamour, you'll be able to rewrite neaksis intro for her book - or maybe your own - and write "Her grandpa was scalped by locals here way back in ........ hehehhe lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
when I jumped around after getting that hot oil on me last night at the BBQ I mus have done a goodd job .... RAIN in January ..in Perth!!!! Coolest summer in 60 years apparently...of course the last time that happened we had a 7 year drought! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aussie really likes this poem ..but as its long you get only a bit... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I love a sun burnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-seas,
Her beauty and her terror-
This wide brown land for me!
The stark white ring-barked forests,
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon,
Green tangle of the brushes
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops,
And ferns the warm dark soil.
Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When, sick at heart, around us
We see the cattle die -
But then the gray clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady soaking rain.
An opal-hearted country,
A willful, lavish land -
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand -
Though earth holds many splendors,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.
Though earth holds many splendors,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.
Well, when you hear from him, tell him he's much too young for the "homing" thoughts described in that poem, and your friends at MB strictly forbid him to have any. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I thought it was some new urban legend, but I went online and read it on the American Heart Association website, so I'm passing it on to you. Here goes:
Women who take more than 500mg of acetaminophen (tylenol) daily greatly increase their risk of hypertension. One reference said, by 80-90&. Ibuprofen use can do the same thing.
When my blood pressure skyrocketed last summer (173/115), I was, and had been, taking a lot of Tylenol for pain I continued to have almost 10 years after an accident with a drunk driver permanently torqued out my neck. Maybe it's a coincidence that the increased medication intake and the hypertension occurred simultaneously, maybe not. At any rate, I've quit taking Tylenol, although I'm sure the Diovan has a lot more to do with the normal BPs at this point. Still, after a few months of no Tylenol, I'm going to try and get off the anti-hypertensive and see what happens. My doctor hates me. And he's not too crazy about my ideas, either!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Aspirin doesn't have this hypertensive effect; however, too much of that makes it hard for your blood to clot efficiently. Bad for surgeries; not so hot for injuries, either! I suggest you do what I'm going to do from now on...QUIT HAVING PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
what about paracetamol??? I've got asprin forte, Ibuprofen 500 , ordinary paracetamol, paracetamol forte, something in a clear little bottle called Linocaine and morphine [which reminds have to hand it back to the repat hospital - fact maybe the lot]
I use voltaren emulgel on the bit that hurts odd paracetamol when really have too ...the rest is from Aussies various ..ahh .. escapades
The first opportuntity I get tl I'm going to tell him to be a hero..because if I tell him not too thats EXACTLY what he'll do!! He'll take it as a challenge <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well I never said he was sane ..just a soldier. They don't live in our world. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Darn the man you would think they could get a simple message out wouldn't you !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
like "OK" is too hard?????
You could do like my grandma did....she called the Red Cross out on my dad when he was out of touch too long.
Somewhere, I actually have a birthday card where he wrote, in his own hand, D-A-D.
When Aussie finally pops on here, none of us will know whether to spank him or hug him, and if both, in which order?
neak my head knows its because they can't ... its probably pretty hairy in injun country right now ..... I'd settle for the command saying yep all ok .
But of course the Army does not confirm or deny that the SAS EXIST or if they did who may or may not be in it, or where they may or may not be, if they or it existed at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I vote for a whack and then lots of hugs & kisses <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sounds good to me.
I know he would an' he could. It must be frustrating for him, too, knowing that you've been worrying longer than usual, and not being able to get ahold of you.
Let's whack 'im anyway! Then you can kiss him all you want.
Duplicate post--just trying to cover all my bases.
Where in the dickens are you anyway? I've got an appointment for you at the Dr's office tomorrow @ 11:15 AM, so plan to get your hemorrhaging self down there for it. Your physician says it's time to take care of this and get it over with. You'll LIKE anesthesia! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l, can you read my q to you in idiotville?
FF--I'll put this on both threads so you'll be sure to see it. I'm at work right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> IN THE DAYTIME! Teach me to answer the phone on my day off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
If you've gotten swollen lymph nodes in your neck, it's most likely that either it's unrelated to the UTI, or else your UTI is severe enough to have spread systemically and is no longer confined to the bladder. This is more serious than something that's localized. The more common early sypmtoms of a UTI are increased frequency of urination, pain with urination, and urgency (not only do you feel like you have to go REALLY bad, but when your bladder empties out, bladder spasms make you feel like you still have to go just as bad as you did before you started). Having said that, UTIs can be completely without early warning symptoms. Maybe you need to make cranberry juice a regular part of your diet (changes the pH to a level of acidity that is hostile to bacteria colonization), and drink at least 10 8-oz. glasses of water daily to keep the bladder flushed out and minimize bacterial growth. If you're doing all that and they still recur, I'd ask for further testing to find out why this is happening. Maybe they're giving you an antibiotic that isn't effective against the organism you have, and so only the weak ones get killed off, while the strong survive to reproduce again...only now they're ticked because you tried to kill them so your subsequent infections can be worse than the first ones. You may also, after repeated antibiotic use, have organisms that have developed a resistance to the drugs you are using, and so the medication is no longer effective, even when taken at the same dose, frequency, etc. You are at risk of the infection spreading to your kidneys, and from there to your blood (which is why I hope the swollen lymph nodes are an unfortunate coincidence). I don't think this sounds like something you should be self-treating. Take the advice you gave Neak. Hie thee to a physician!!
Go to the doctor and get some more testing, different antibiotics, something.
t&l
morning guys....or evening ............I fell asleep and only got woken up when Mikey decided he wanted breaky <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
bad mummy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
its a touch muggy today - tropical sticky weather - not yet too warm only 86 F - 58% humidity and rising .... beach weather but too hot for Mike
might have to go window shopping instead <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Identity jack in progress...
Well, I'm leaving Neak's house after an in-home nurse assessment, and it's MY opinion that someone will be having a date with Mr. Curette tomorrow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It's time. Of course, if we get the bleeding stopped, she'll be back online giving people more advice about sexual positions...and quite frankly, my horizons are broad enough already!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What to do? What to do?
t&l
We'll be praying that all is well. Keep us posted.
Give Neak all our love and lots of hugs ..praying that it will all go as planned and the advice on sexual positions will be forthcoming ......I've forgotten & need all the help I can get ..unfortunately not for another 10 or so months at least <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
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I was not sure if I should post this but the wife of a soldier in the US sent DD this link so ...
Have you ever seen 2000 dead soldiers just sad as far as I'm concerned .
PINDAR wrote 2500 years ago "War is sweet to those who have never experienced it"
It's never too early to start. One that looked interesting was where the man knelt, but kind of up on his toes, then the woman took the superior position and stretched backwards.
Oh! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> This is MOM'S thread; I thought it was mine.
At least you can tell I've paid attention while studying my 1001 Sexual Positions book. (I hope I need not state there are certain sections in the book, especially the threesomes etiquette, that I have not taken to heart.)
Oh, dear. TMI again.
I'll take my crocheting tomorrow. AJ loved his scarf, and now all the kids want one, too.
t&l - ever tried a chiropractor for the neck.....?
AW - I emailed the webmaster last night. BTW, that baby is adorable!
Neak!!
are you ok ? you've been a bit quiet so I wondered ...or was that me?? no it was you ..I think <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
When I'm anxious I babble if you've noticed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Cinders many thanks for that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Now if the man actually responds sometime before next Xmas .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hey Mikey is sitting up and grabbing things ..usually my hair or poking my eyes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ..mum reckons he'll be crawling very soon as hes big enough & a bit hyper [dads boy alright].... yeah tell my hernia that!
Well, I was off having adventures all afternoon (just detailed on my thread), and tonight I have been trying to get AJ ready for an overnighter and the house ready for a D&C.
I don't know why it is, but I cannot face a surgical procedure with a messy house.
Oh, also I got your sound bytes, but need to have someone fix the internet on my computer so I can download the sound program needed to run it. (I dare not install anything on AJ's computer - you know how that is.) Can't wait to hear it.
t&l - ever tried a chiropractor for the neck.....?
Boy, you scared me there for a minute. I read your post right after Neak's description of the Copulating Contortionists' Conjugation, and, momentarily, thought you were talking about that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Which treatment I would definitely need if I ever tried any such thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Yes, I have had chiropractic. That's the reason I'm not actually crippled and disabled, only in pain. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I could still use it now, but can't afford it, and besides, I've yet to meet a chiropractor that keeps MY hours! Do you know any that are open at night? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hi, AW. I'm going to have to look at your picture with Neak's DSL. Dialup takes too long.
t&l
realplayer will work Neak ...but you may need to extract the compressed files as they are RAR files
doesn't that sound imopressive????? I'm not sure what it means but DD tells me its right <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
as for downloading onto the 'mans' machine oh yes .... I avoid turning it on just in case!!
I suggest you plead helplessness and ask AJ to 'help' you because he is SO skilled <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well he is I'm sure
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish will be happy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> I am going to wear a diaper to bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
yes been there <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
just try getting a man to do that ..
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
All I can say is if that boy's diaper ever looks like yours, you'd better get him to a doctor right away!!! Although not necessarily a gynecologist... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, now signing out, leaving Neaksis' house for the boring drive home, and going to bed. Yee-ha.
To sleep. What else would I mean? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well didn't want to say at the time but with all of neaks advice there were 1001 options apparently????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
No, no, no, no, no, no, nononononononononononooooooooooooo.
You are not going to leave me with the image of my mother and father writhed into all those strange shapes.
La la, I'm not listening.
Don't be silly. You're not leaving ME with those writhing images either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'm afraid that at my age, that much uncontrollable laughter might rupture something valuable...even irreplaceable. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l.
La, la, she's not listening either!
"La, la, I not lissning" is one of our favorite Dervishisms.
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm on my way to your house, singing a happy song, as you can see. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Are you ready to leave for the doctor's office? Are we taking all the kids? If we are, make the Dervish ditch his court jester's hat. My <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> threshhold is low today!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak - you'll be in my thoughts today. Praying for this to go well, and then for you to win the lottery. Can we pray about the lottery?
If Seventh-day Adventists play the lottery, they generally don't admit it out loud. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Personally, religious background completely aside, I'm too stingy to play the lottery, and lose what I've got on the off chance (way, WAY off!) that I might get more. My Scottish heritage, I guess. I wonder...does Scotland even have a lottery? Off-hand, I wouldn't think that sort of thing would go over well there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who wouldn't even still be here if she hadn't been delayed by a call from Neaksis' kids Biomom (who sounds sober today, by the way), wanting to give Mr. Eyebrows-have-returned his birthday present.
Yeah, I don't play it either. I don't believe in gambling. And if I won, I think I would feel guilty.
Plus I was raised not to pray for anything that would be a lot of fun. Ho-hum.
And then I married my husband.
Ah love a plan that goes well!!!! my job is done ..hehehehe lol
Neak will be praying that all goes as well as these things can, no complications , simple straight forward..out & home.
As for the 1001 things to do ..... I'm afraid the laughter would break a rib or two these days ..and 997 I'm not sure you can even do that??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Well want a laugh ..I did something really 'not me' today ..listening to radio while gardening and this really gross song came on called 'married women' cr*p is what I call it [ in the A days I thought this was a funny song] ... anyway .... I got suddenly so so arrrrr ... started hitting the radio with my shovel ...which came in useful when I had to pick the radio bits up ... I think I slightly , just a bit, over reacted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
DS SAID TO DD ..well I dont know about you, but next time mum tells me to shut up I'm going to.!! ha ha very funny <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
AW, nothing that leaves you with enhanced credibility and authority with your kids can be all bad! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's still 45 min. till the procedure is scheduled, but they just took her away to OR, so I've got nothing left to do now but sit and twitterpate! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
tl
Post on behalf of the blob currently sprawled across her sister's bed..........
Well, we're done and home. Neak post-general anesthesia is a fairly-amusing person, however, not quite as amusing as Neaksis was after being anesthetized once for wisdom tooth extraction. I've always wished I had THAT one for America's Funniest Home Videos. If she were a drunk, let me just say that she'd be a very happy drunk! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The doctor told me (I was the only coherent one between the two of us) that there was some tissue up there and she hoped that removing it would be the answer to all the current difficulties. Good news to the squeamish and delicate among us. Two weeks of pelvic rest have been prescribed, so we easily- <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> ones don't have to worry about any additional autobiographical or instructional episodes for at least a few more days! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
give her a big hug from us all tl [[[[[ neak ]]]]]
being anesthetized just makes me sleepy for about 2 days, however Aussie & DS have a very very different response.
when ds was 2 he fell off a ladder climbing onto the roof - story by itself - broke a tooth and the hospital oral surgeon decided that even being baby teeth he would take it out.
of course being 2, advised he thought he would need to give ds a GA ... which after a bit I was talked into. As it turned out he was out for about 60 seconds just enough to take the tooth out which was loose anyway. No problems
except they wheel him out tell me hon why dont you go have some lunch & a coffee ..the little guy will be out for a hour at least & groggy for the rest of the day.
OK
20 min later the speaker system says "Can Mrs AW come to dental ward IMMEDIATELY!!!!"
ds was running around the ward jumping onto the other beds like they were trampolines and the nurses couldn't catch him ...lol
of course the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> level was very high ...lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, Neaksis the intuitive analyst strikes again. As soon as she saw the dead soldiers web address included the name "united american" she said, "Well, I'll bet THAT's an anti-war, anti-Bush website." And she was right. Neaksis the prophet strikes again. And she looks like such a docile, bland little girl. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm being put to bed, right after I get done smelling my chocolates. It is January, my roses look (and smell) awful, so I'm making do with what I have.
I don't think I will have any trouble going to sleep, either, now that my tummy is full of delicious stir fry (and chocolate), and the lovely children are asleep thanks to Mom's tender ministrations. She rocked them to sleep, then carefully set the boulder outside so it wouldn't dirty the carpet.
Flukeboy's wife, Flukette, just posted for the first time. Their new daughter shares Dillon's birthday.
Neak, we'll be praying for you at our house. I hope you can get at least most of the rest you need.
AW, I keep praying for you too - your family. Our next door neighboor is deployed too. I have spent lots of time with his sons since he has been gone. One of them (16 years old, likes to think he is grown up) cried and told me he sometimes fears he will never see his dad again. I told him what I tell everyone - Get to know God, and follow him, it's the only way I could ever get through the trials of life.
I think I see you struggeling sometimes, but you seem to make it. I hope you continue to make it always and forever.
Neaksis, you are still not forgotten.
Believer -
You sure do a good work, I hope you know it. How was your holiday? I haven't seen you comment on it. I would guess your traditions have changed these last few years. Was this a happy time for you?
T&L,
Usually when you move to a place that costs less to live, the wages go down too. Do you have enough equity in property so that selling and moving will pay off debt for you?
I worry about you, maybe I shouldn't, but I do. I'm sorry HP wouldn't talk about moving, or give you his take on it.
Did he talk BEFORE you married him? Or did you just miss the clues? If you covered this already, forgive my asking again, I have been thinking about you two.
Oh, and Hi everyone, good to see you made it through the holiday OK.
SS
Do you have enough equity in property so that selling and moving will pay off debt for you?
We would be selling 3 houses if we moved--the house I'm "buying" with my dad, the house where Neaksis lives, and ours. There would be equity to spare. I would have to work little, if any, to pay monthly expenses. He wouldn't have to work at all, unless he felt like it. I'd actually enjoy coming back to CA every couple of months for a week or 2 and just picking up enough wages to pay everything for awhile, then going back and just helping out with kids and home and stuff. I think that's probably one of the reasons he won't respond--simply because I want it so much, and it would relieve me of so much trouble and burden. He thinks I'm getting what I deserve, you see, and letting me "off the hook" would be bad for me and whatever life lessons he feels I still have to learn, or atonements I have yet to make for my earlier profligacies! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Oh, well...
Did he talk BEFORE you married him? Or did you just miss the clues?
We married 3 months to the day after we met. One month of that was spent with me in CA getting ready for the wedding, and him in WA...so how would I have known how much he talked? I should've gotten a clue when my collie, who up till that point had gone everywhere with us in the car, developed too-long hair the day we became engaged and was no longer allowed in the vehicle because he shed on the upholstery. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Such subtlety was lost on me at that point, however! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS
I guess I have times I do struggle...but wobble through eventually <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
but the kind words and 4x2's DO help keep me on track. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I do share your concern with tl sometimes..she seems to be there for everyone at anytime ..here AND in real world ....what a gal!! AND SHE LOVES DOING IT - most times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
BUT tl needs to also have some thoughts about HER long term life goals & self sacrifice in some areas to find some peace & contentment too.
TL you dont need to keep paying & paying for ever - [Oh am I going regret saying that to you arn't I <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />]its so hard to stop doing that
If moving to where life is EASIER for all is the price then I say WHY NOT!!
A campaign of Gentle Persuasion, neak, neaksis, kids, you etc etc <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh I didn't get that far neak ........I got about 20 seconds and turned it off
I'm not sure its the best way to get the message across by being anti Bush all the time, but US politics aren't my strength...I'd have thought it would just put peoples backs up in the middle of the war.
Far more effective to just show the facts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
She just doesn't understand men...
I told her that all she needs to do is wait awhile until my dad is done thinking about it and then he will come to her and tell her about his wonderful new idea.
"Why don't we move out of state where the cost of living is lower."
Then she will gaze adoringly into his face and tell him what a wonderful idea it is.
I am soooooo hoarse this morning, I can barely croak.
I don't want to open a huge political can of worms here. All I am going to point out is that IF Bush lied, so did everybody else, from Clinton to the UN, because they were all saying the same thing. Whatever your political POV, you can't say Clinton was truthful when he spoke of the danger of Saddam's WMD capabilities, and that when Bush spoke of the exact same worries, that he lied. Either everybody was lying, or everybody was telling the truth. Now let's just not argue which of the two it was. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Let's count how many days until Neaksis is right about Dad. Mom, better start practicing your adoring face.
everybody was telling the truth.
How about everybody made the same mistake? There's more I could say, but I'm not feeling up to a political brawl this morning. Nor any other morning in the foreseeable future, either, so don't get anybody's hopes up.
Mom, better start practicing your adoring face.
I tried, and several big chunks fell off in my lap. Anybody got any Super Glue? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
neaksis
that is so terribly cynical of you!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Not wrong of course ..just cynical for such a young thing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
If it was a mistake, mutter mutter. Maybe someday we'll find out they were all right. Who knows?
Did you see AW's mom sneaked onto Idiotville? That was so funny!
The kids are finally almost ready for breaksfast, and haven't torn each other to pieces quite yet. Not for a lack of trying. You should see the Princess' royal robes today. She is wearing her 'Joseph pants', as in her pants of many colors. They have coral, burgundy, blue, white, and other colored vertical stripes, and she's wearing it with a horizontally striped purple shirt. Oh, my eyes!
Myself I think all the so called 'intelligence' services from ALL por countries 'found' what they wanted to find because it fitted the mindset of the times.
I still think the poms had the best idea about these things - use teh Indian plan for Iraq ---divide it up into 3 countries - allies guarantee the independance of each one...then let them fight one another for the next 300 years.
Worked well in India, Pakistan & Bangladesh... lol cynical too today!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sounds good to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Iraq I, Iraq II, and Iraq III.
But this war just goes on, and on, and on. Today on MSN there was a headline from yesterday about suicide bombing going down. Above it a headline that 100 more were killed in a suicide bomb attack.
Maybe when rate goes down they shouldn't announce it to those idiots.
Well thats true
they found that roadside bombs are far more effective in giving us casulties.
If it was a mistake, mutter mutter. Maybe someday we'll find out they were all right. Who knows?
That is
precisely what I was trying to avoid saying. Cut it out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And that's also why I didn't give the reference location so people can read about the stuff they HAVE found, either.
t&l
Anybody else just plain tired of life? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Or is it only me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm having a pity party at my house this afternoon...at least until I have to leave for work...and fellow-sufferers are invited. I'll provide the beer. I don't drink, so there'll be plenty to go around--and I'll be glad to cry in yours for you, if you like! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll come and have a beer.
Should I bring some snacks?
Sure, snacks sound like a good idea. I always get hungry when I'm stressed. Or sad. Or worried. Or. Or. Or. What goes good with salty beer?
And for ambient lighting, I have a candle that's been burned at both ends, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Good plan! I always like to have a REAL pity party. Light the candles, put on the sad music, you know the drill.
I'd tell myself to go to let's-save-the-censors-the-trouble, but I can't afford the ticket to get there!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Can a b*tchy woman join in? No beer, just SNACKS!
Hey Faithful, have you been to the doctor about those nodes in your neck? I've been thinking about you...
Not yet, CC. Thanks for nagging me though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I will I promise! How are you? Are you here for the pity party?
Hey! You guys are having a pity party without me?!? Now I feel REALLY sorry for myself.
I'm ALWAYS around, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> just fon't post much.
Actually I can join because although I'm sort of numb lately, (since I started the ADs 6 days ago I have stopped crying) today I got up at 4:30 a m went on a 4 hour trip for work, worked 4 hours and came back! so I should go to sleep!
But do go see the doctor, Faithful, I don't think those nodes are related to ur other problems. Have them checked out.
You know, CC your sig line would be very useful in Idiotville. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I came back online while I ate lunch--it's 3:30PM; I think I earned it--and I'm listening to a Rachmaninov CD while I graze. Nobody does melancholy better than the Russians! However, now that I'm done I'm going to start cleaning. I have 4 CDs to play--2 Bob Newhart, 1 Smothers Brothers, and a John Pinette. I will do my VERY best to maintain my depression in the face of so much humor. Wish me luck! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hi, cc46. Haven't heard from you for awhile. I think it was around Christmas when Neak threatened to give you the Dervish! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You keep nagging that FF about those nodes. She needs to think she's in an echo chamber! Enlarged lymph nodes aren't something you play around with. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I love Rachmaninov. I took my children to see the Smothers Brothers. They went to a Paul Anka concert and loved it.
FF -- NAG NAG NAG!
Hey, in a few hours, I can go back to my office and reject/deny some people. ALRIGHT!!!
BRRRR - it's cold outside - and breezy.
'Night all"
, in a few hours, I can go back to my office and reject/deny some people. ALRIGHT!!!
LOL !!!
I was described as a cold hearted, mean spirited, B*tch - because I wouldn't let a kid go back to a place she was raped. totally unreasonable of me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Faith am I gonna nag you!!! You KNOW better hon. !!!!!!
tl ...pity party wooo heee
no problems this end..I just take the pretty blue tablets happy happy happy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Faithful,
I don't dare get into Idiotville! Too much for me.
But I borrowed the sig line from Tumblebugs (the game)because I think it's ABSOLUTELY TRUE and I NEED IT in my daily life. If I practice that concept I might get into less trouble. I am absolutely convinced that "common sense" is the least "common" of the senses! So many lack it!
So I'm trying to apply the sig line.
Today's a holiday here, it's cloudy. So I'll start by taking the dog out and then do some stuff around the house.
I'm alone for a few more days, have to make the best of it.
Here goes, no particular order.
Oh, I lied.
1. How is Neak?
I know she has a good support system, and I know she is strong, and all that. But........ how is she?
Now, the rest in no particular order.
Hi Neaksis. We're not forgetting you. I mean, how could we?
Hi AW...... do the little blue pills really work well? Does that mean you are only half crazy? Not all the way crazy like me?
CC,
You sound good with reservations. What I mean is that I wish things were perfect. Since they never have been for me either, I don't suppose they will be for you any time soon, but I wish they were.
If you ever visit here, I'll buy you lunch. What's your favorite?
T&L
I alternate btween wanting to tease you, and then wondering if I should.
Did the refinance work?
Has HP ever commented on the moving idea?
Do you know how cold it is in Wyoming, and Montana? Well, lets see.......... T&L visits Minesota......... has relatives there. OK, you probably do. I still think it's nuts.
It's getting expensive where I am too - but not on the same scale as where you are.
If you do move to the frozen north, I might be able to visit in the summer, if you tell me which day it will be this year.
Still can't decide to tease you or not. How bad is that?
Believer....... if you moved to Mexico, where would you like to live?
Hi AJ !
One more thing T&L - What does HP do for work?
SS
Page 3?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Is everybody outside living today, or what?
It's almost 2:30 PM and I'm just getting home for the first time since leaving for last night's work. I DID stop for an hr. at the Union 76 station 10 miles from the hospital and took a nap in the car early this morning. I wouldn't exactly call it "living", myself, but I've certainly been up to my double chins in the "real" world today. That's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Errands are a time-consuming thing, aren't they? All I have to do now is drive the 14 miles to Neaksis' house to pick her up so she can come back and replace a missing shingle before the next rain (NO, I AM NOT CLIMBING UP ON THE ROOF TO DO IT MYSELF <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), see that she gets home, eat some supper, and I'm off to bed. With any luck I'll be asleep before it's fully dark. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> It doesn't get any better than that around here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi SS,
read that you're having a date today... Have fun and enjoy it.
I find I may be making progress. The convos in my mind are about divorce and life on my own. I'm not giving up hope yet, but I really doubt WH will have the courage to undo everything at this stage.
Anyway, I've had a nice lazy day. No pressures. It's very hot here and supposed to get worse on the weekend. The dog is not happy. I think I'll take him for a swim tomorrow.
Someday I'll go to USA and I'll expect all my MB friends to invite me to lunch!
I don't have a favorite. I eat anything. I love to try out new stuff. So anything is good.
By the way, I notice you ask t&l what HP does for a living, what do you do? (if you don't mind my asking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
Do you know where I live? I posted it once, but deleted it after a while.
CC, I never did read EXACTLY where you live, but I gather from comments you have made that it's probably a country in South America - perhaps one that goes way south?
Lazy days can be so nice sometimes. Good for you.
What SS does for a living?
I work in a camping equipment store. Tents, sleeping bags, Backpacks, coats, boots. Small company, I do advertising, web site work, vaccume the floor, order stuff....... and like that. I love the outdoors, so it goes well with my hobbies.
It's hot here too, in the summer. Not too cold in winter though, and I like that.
SS
I alternate btween wanting to tease you, and then wondering if I should.
Trust me, if I don't think it's funny, I don't laugh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> My mother had a very good social "face." She didn't pass it along to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I don't know. They keep putting us off. I'm getting worried by their foot-dragging, but since it's so late Friday, I'm resigned to nothing happening at least before next week. If they're going to say no, and we lose the house anyway, I've wasted probably close to $5,000 on septic plans, fees, a house payment, the current taxes...money which I
probably could've found a place for if I'd looked really hard. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> That will annoy me as much as anything if they back out after all this rigamarole.
Has HP ever commented on the moving idea?
Certainly not. He has his reputation to uphold, you know!
Do you know how cold it is in Wyoming, and Montana?
I'll keep warm by burning all the old bills I don't have to pay any longer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
If you do move to the frozen north, I might be able to visit in the summer, if you tell me which day it will be this year.
Very funny. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> They probably can't even tell, especially if it lasts only one day!
Believer....... if you moved to Mexico, where would you like to live?
We're taking her to Montana with us, on this mythical trip.
One more thing T&L - What does HP do for work?
You must've skipped that page of the Saga. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> He designs custom trailer hitches for each year's new car models. He's been promoted, so he no longer works in the model shop building and testing the prototypes of each hitch; but today he flew to LA as the company representative, for a secret viewing of some new car model coming out next year, to take measurements, etc. so that when the car is ready, so will the appropriate hitch be as well. It's only a one-day trip and he's probably already back in Sacramento. Doesn't sound like fun to me, but then, I don't have to do it myself.
t&l
SS:
How's the weather there 2day? It's in the mid 80's here 2day, and clear as a bell.
I'm going 2 get the scopes out and gee whiz faint fuzzies 2night - right after Battlestar Galactica!
-ol' 2long
Hiya 2long,
It's 63 and clear. High clouds way off to the south over where AD and I visited.
You get enough free time over the holiday? I saw an add for the running gear for a model T and thought of you. They only wanted abotu 6 grand for it. Is that good?
SS
edited because I'm probably the only MBer around here!
Isn't it lovely here today, 2long? It is almost surreal being outside today.
SS, I would love to go visit where you and AD went. I still think of those pics you shared.
It's good if you're the seller!
Model As and Ts are holding steady, because all the "kids" are restoring muscle cars and wind-cooled VWs.
I asked, and it looks like my Model A will cost upwards of 20 grand 2 restore, but I could buy a restored one for about 15 (depending on the model, of course). A rolling chassis is probably worth about 2500 bucks or so.
Does this qualify as feminine hygiene?
-ol' 2long
You must've skipped that page of the Saga.
You have heard the expression "His mind was like a steel trap." ???
Well, lets just say that mine is not. I MIGHT have read it, and just forgotton. Can we talk about something else?
SS
You better goole earth it, otherwise you may never find me!
If I come there, you can buy me lunch.
SS
Wow. Is that really 2-long?
sure, I'll buy lunch and dinner for anyone who gets down (up) here!!!!!!
Hey believer, wanna come?
I have to go pick up my mom's birthday flowers. See everyone later.
Ss
You have heard the expression "His mind was like a steel trap." ???
MY mind is made of steel. Unfortunately, the steel is shaped in an odd, web-like fashion, so when I'm not using it to think, it can double as a sieve. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Multitasking is my big thing, you know!
t&l
A rolling chassis is probably worth about 2500 bucks or so.
Does this qualify as feminine hygiene?
-ol' 2long
Of course it does. Although most of us think our personal rolling chassises (?) chasses(?) chassi (?)--what IS the plural, anyway-- <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> are worth more than a mere $2,500...even if some of them have more, um,
rolls, than others!
edited because I'm probably the only MBer around here!
Well, at least THIS time I looked fast enough to see it before it went,
poof, into oblivion! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
cc- Oh, I saw it. What a beautiful country you live in! Maybe I WILL make it there for lunch sometime.
Sounds a lot nicer than Montana, anyway.
We're leaving for Neaksis' house. She's fixing a birthday supper for HP (and me, incidentally--I'm being allowed to bathe in the afterglow). He turns 60 tomorrow, and if that's not scary, I don't know what is!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi Neaksis. We're not forgetting you. I mean, how could we?
And it's not that we don't
try!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'll let her tell you how quicklyandeasily she fixed the broken shingle on the roof. She'll make someone a wonderful husband some day, with all these home improvement skills she's learning. :grin"
t&l
I'm :grin" too - Dad called me first to explain how he wanted it fixed. Wow, that Neaksis is talented! :Pfft"
Mom and Dad were so cuddly-looking when they came over. Translation: they were each sitting on their own side of the car and smiling. Well, it's something.
SS, it is kind of you to think of me. I am much better than I would be without my excellent support system. Some days are better than others. Today had a few rather bad moments, but overall was a good day. I felt much more zippy than I have for a while; I guess not losing blood will do that for you. I got lots cleaned, the kids even helped, and we had time to read stories. The Dervish is tired, and will be asleep in 10 minutes, I think. So as days go it wasn't bad.
There are too many pregnant ladies and newborn boys for comfort. I want a baby so much, but when I think of getting pregnant again it's very scary, scary enough that I wouldn't mind if there were no more, either. Oh well, it's a moot point until I'm completely well, anyway.
My electrode places itch, but I have been in no pain, and haven't taken even a one of my nice, new prescription of codeine. Maybe I shouldn't tempt myself by mentioning Dervish and codeine on the same page.
Glad you are feeling better Neak. Now you can get back to telling us more stories.
I'll try to sneak one in by bedtime if I can.
Neak good to know you are doing ok!
Hope weather is not too bad for you guys.
Stinker here again 93.2F at 7.00am and rising .. the beach would be glorious but Mikey might get burned.
Nice to hear tl & HP smiling, together, with each other <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> excellent!! more of it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
The weather is nice. It has been springlike here, but AJ has to drive through awful fog many days to get to work. So does Mom, I'm sure.
Dad even kept smiling when Mom gloated that he was turning the big 6-0. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS, I will copy and paste from my thread over the weekend if I remember, but I finally got around to explaining why what you said about singing helped me so much. I have to run and open the gate, but anyway thank you.
Next week I have to work 5 days. Five days in which to do 5 days work....Not 3 or 4 days in which to do that same work. That is a good thing
Hi Cinders
back to work for me too on Monday -- yuck
But got to earn the $$$ to pay bills I suppose.
Just resting after sweeping & mopping the floors in all but the bedrooms ....... I want my feet rubbed and back massaged.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I wonder if Mum will babysit if I go to the gym and get one? then spa & sauna of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
I worry for good reason, and you understand why. We'll be praying for you right along.
T&L,
Sweet dreams - and the rest that accompanies them.
Hi AW.
Hi C.
SS
Sigh. When you worry, there's always a good reason. Are you this smart at work, too?
I'm glad you can see improvement. Some days seem to be better, and others I feel like I haven't gotten very far. Though it is never as bad as that one stretch, so that alone is good.
Mom and Dad were so cuddly-looking when they came over. Translation: they were each sitting on their own side of the car and smiling. Well, it's something.
And wouldn't I have looked silly sitting next to him in the middle? Down out of sight. On the floor. Where there isn't any seat... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's not nice to fool with Mother's nature! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Keep on being snarky with ME, young lady, and I'm cutting you out of your inheritance. Translation: I'm leaving your share of all my bills to your brothers and sister! So there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That'll teach her! You watch.
t&l
I TRIED to call her up and tell her she made me laugh out loud, but she kept telling my juvenile messenger to "shush" and finally (on his last trip), as he put it, "made a going-away motion with her hand," so I gave up and went to sleep. After 36 hrs. I was tired.
I just wanted to say "hi" and tell t&l that I LOL at her sitting on the floor where there is not seat in the car.
Hi SS! I am getting ready to update. Probably after the weekend.
Neak, I saw you posted in the texax bbq thread. I did a bit of chatting in there yesterday. Kinda fun to not worry about privacy KWIM?
Hows everyone this evening/today?
just spent 40 minutes on the roof in shorts & T shirt and rubber soled shoes & torch - its 12.50pm & very dark - cleaning out the air con .... because DS is sound alseep & has been since 8.30, DS was talking to Travelling Soldier exchanging kissy faces - sweet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Mikey WAS asleep - WAS the operative word <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
now its nice & cool inside he's awake wanting to play with mummy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
kinda nice though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
OK, AW I HOPE you meant DD not DS was playing kissy face with traveling soldier! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Getting kinda handy with the tools now aren't you?
ROTFLMAO yes it was DD hehehehe
yes thats me AW the tool tinkering mama - air con & roof jobs done at midnight !!! Cash jobs only .
do you know how hard it was to get off the roof in the dark
??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I said some very unladylike words <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
But at least the house is soooooo cool now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
do you work on heat pumps
I might need a new condenser fan motor soon
heat pumps rewind's done cheap!! lol see live on a farm & you get to do everything ......... even the sewerage <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How is tl tonight? WORK ok or are you being forced to run around all night???
AW - Be careful on the roof!!!! That would be great - Aussie coming back to find you fell off the roof.
Believer, I had to look at the penis thread after I saw you posted there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak, what on earth could you possibly have to contribute to a bbq thread? Soy recipes? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
AW, work is at a lull right now, but will be heating up shortly. My pt. is 8cm (thanks in part to my magic fingers), but she's got an epidural and doesn't feel anything at this very moment, so I don't have much to do for 2 more centimeters, or until 9PM, whichever comes first! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> But in 22 more minutes, these perambulating digits of mine are going to be taking a stroll. I want to goof off, and she's the only obstacle between my goal and me. Hi ho, hi ho, it's to "complete" you go; I'll make you push your eyeballs out, Hi ho, hi ho. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Aw T&L, it's Saturday night. What else am I gonna do for fun? Anyway the poster was a little rude talking about the size of the you know what.
Yes, I noticed that. Actually I called it a thread in honor of the size of his...
Brain, that is. What a dumb thing for a guy to say! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
ROFL. You rock T&L.
Let hiim birth a 10 lb baby and then talk size.
B funny you say that..I was thinking the same thing last night - how would I explain it to Aussie if I FELL off the roof???? lol
I've just planted 30 new various kinds of shrubs & plants into new pots - succulents & catus -
tl hope you aren't kept working too hard.. the fingers need a rest <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hey tl ... I heard you were looking 'cuddly' heh heh heh thats so cute <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Let hiim birth a 10 lb baby and then talk size
MF thats a gem ..lol hahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Those blokes who talk about it usually have to drive BIG cars to compensate is all I can say ...lol brmmm brmmmm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Anyway the poster was a little rude talking about the size of the you know what.
Hm-m-m-m-mph. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> A man with nothing to offer, by way of "instrumentation," but a spinet organ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> has no business aspiring to attempt beautiful music in the vast majesty of a cathedral! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey tl ... I heard you were looking 'cuddly' heh heh heh thats so cute <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
"Cuddly" is in the eye of the beholder. And the bruises hardly show at all now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
tl
what we talk about here!! hahahhahaha
Made a nice omlette - light & fluffy - for a late lunch it was yum!!
DD is still at the beach wearing ..well not much of anything that I could see!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> that was the trouble ..I COULD see!!!!!!! OMG I've turned into MY mum!!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
breathing deeply into a paper bag .. 123 ..123,,, 123
DS went to the Pub - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />- with mates.. at least they have a desigated driver
Mikey is playing with his toes totally engrossed in them ..lol I love that smile. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As I was at a loss - well not really didn't want to do much really except take my mind off going back to work tomorrow <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> - I disassembled the electronic driving assembly thingy and fixed the univ joint connection ..I hate the Japanese instructions .... the sqiggly type bit there goes into the scratchy bit there ..you know a bit like the hip bone is connected to the thigh bone ..lol
Now what else can I do ???? MMMMmmmmm still need the pergola over the pool .. lets see 5.50pm that gives me 10 hours to install the posts, allow the concrete to set and add the roof and still get 4 hours sleep.!!!!! we have a plan!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Let hiim birth a 10 lb baby and then talk size.
I'm guessing that if we gave him a similar experience, say after an 18-hr.extraction of a Presto log from his valuable male body part, it would be a larger size than it was before (if
size is all that matters!)...but probably not as, well, ah,
toned. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
OK, guys, you can probably open your eyes now, and come back. I think it's safe again. And for Pete's sake, quit that high-pitched soprano squeeing. It's unnerving. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
tl
what we talk about here!! hahahhahaha
I'm not the yo-yo that brought up the topic. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It was some insecure guy on a different forum. There's somebody who'd better maintain his anonymity!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, you are the multi-tasking Queen. I salute you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
yes
. There's somebody who'd better maintain his anonymity
should have KNOWN better with so many women online hehehe poor man will get a complex now if he didn't have one before <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Might have to take mum to hospital tonight - she got a few spikes into her foot when we moved all the old plants around to my place - dad was throwing them out ...blown up like a football.
I won't let Dad do it ... his idea of sympathy for those sorts of things is to kick your [censored] twice instead of once <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How did I manage to miss this fascinating discussion of members? Is it an exclusive club, or can anyone join? New members, regular members, guest members...
Neaksis, if you're home and haven't called me yet, do. AJ's brother is here with video of the other MT house, and it's pretty nice. You can see it if you hurry.
Time to go take another round of Tylenol before my eyes cross any worse.
{{{{{{Lady}}}}}}}} Sorry about your ordeal.
My head is much better, as long as I don't bend over and stand up too fast.
AJ & his brother are off doing Guy Things. They fixed the heater in the suburban, and put oil in the rear end. I know it sounds bad, but that is what they did. If women were in charge, car stuff would have better names.
Poor Grandpa. He has been watching Shirley Temple alllllllllll day. A friend in Chicago taped a whole bunch of them and sent them to the Princess, and she has been watching them with Gramps.
The boys are out roller blading on the cement. They were each busted for illicit TV watching, and so were banned for the whole day. And the Princess got to watch extra, just to bug them.
Almost time to start thinking about supper.
I used to love the Shirley Temple movings. They always had such a nice story, and a happy ending.
Yes, but the kids 'tap dance' until the house shakes for weeks afterwards!
I remember once, when d was about 7 or 8 years old, we were watching 'Holiday Inn' which I LOVE!!! Fred Astaire got into his Independence Day number and he was tap-dancing around and doing those little pyrotechnic things. D jumped up and ran to her bedroom. She came back to the den, put on her tap shoes, and started dancing with him.
Get gramps some Fred Astaire/Bing Crosby movies.
How could anyone watch "It's a Wonderful Life" when they could watch "Holiday Inn"?
Cindy I'm with you girl!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I've got a whole collection of Ginger Rogers & Fred Astaire movies, as well as Cary Grant movies ..... Aussie when he wants to show he's 'snaggy' will sit arms crossed - like he was being questioned by the Taliban - and sit with me through the moooooooovie of the moment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
He'd look at me & DD as we have tears rollling down our faces watching the corn and mutter 'UnF..ing believable" thinking we could not hear him ???? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Some men have no romance in them at all!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Now, as we need to raise the information level and its a new year, here is some natural science knowledge for you
If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.
(Hardly seems worth it.)
If you farted consistently for 6 years and 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb.
(Now that's more like it! The boys will LOVE this one!!!)
The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps out of the body to squirt blood 9 to 10 meters - 30 feet or so.
(O.M.G.!)
A pig's orgasm lasts 30 minutes.
(In my next life, I want to be a pig.)
A cockroach will live nine days without its head before it starves to death! (Creepy)
(I'm still not over the pig.)
Banging your head against a wall uses 150 calories a hour
(Don't try this at home, maybe at work - workers compo available)
The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off.
("Honey, I'm home. What the...?!")
The flea can jump 350 times its body length. It's like a human jumping the length of a football field.
(30 minutes..lucky pig! Can you imagine?)
The catfish has over 27,000 taste buds.
(What could be so tasty on the bottom of a murky river?)
Some lions mate over 50 times a day.
(I still want to be a pig in my next life...quality over quantity)
Butterflies taste with their feet.
(Something I always wanted to know.)
The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.
Hmmmmmm...)
Right-handed people live, on average, nine years longer than left-handed people.
(If you're ambidextrous, do you split the difference?)
Elephants are the only animals that cannot jump.
(okay,.... so that would be a good thing)
A cat's urine glows under a black light.
(I wonder who was paid to figure that out?)
An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
(I know some people like that.)
Starfish have no brains.
(I know some people like that too.)
Polar bears are left-handed.
(If they switch & use the right hand, they'll live a lot longer)
Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.
(What about that pig??)
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why are we on page 3???????????????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
somebody's not doing their job <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hi!
CSue, waving "Hi"....have much more reading to do here!!
Glad you all still have your senses of humor!!
I once lived in Wyoming btw.....it was an interesting experience!!!
The Pool of Introspection is temporarily closed for repairs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I told Pep once--a long time ago, when she was ruminating about feeling guilty if she took personal amusement in my allegedly grotesque, self-deprecating humor--that I never make jokes about something about which I'm genuinely upset. Instead, my natural reaction is to withdraw. So right now I'm half in withdrawal, half just swamped with too much to do, especially for the next week, and half overwhelmed with the general complexities and burdens of life. I realize that makes 3 halves, but right now I feel like I've got more than a whole load of trouble, and could probably come up with 4 or 5 halves if I put my mind to it for a few minutes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
However, I'm only taking a quick break from my medical malpractice home study nurse continuing ed course, and need to get back to it and keep on plowing. Come tomorrow, somehow (in a fit of insanity), I've agreed to work a day shift--suckered by the thought of time-and-a-half, into ignoring both the horrendous concept of getting up before sunrise, AND the thought of working not with my "regulars." Next week I have to get my ACLS recertification, which means studying a bunch of cardiac stuff I don't know and don't want to know either, a day's class with testing, and then being to my other job 2 hrs. later to put in a night shift. I guess I wouldn't object so much if I felt we were getting ahead. But we're not. Instead, we're gradually slipping farther and farther behind, and the easiest solution (selling and moving to a cheaper locale) is out of my reach due to the uncooperative attitude of dear HP. Well, at least he's enjoying himself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> That makes one of us.
I feel like a salmon, trying to swim upriver to spawn (no easy feat for a salmon who's had a hysterectomy!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), who struggles against the current for about a bajillion miles, only to find that the last falls I need to jump is Niagara. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Back to the salt mines. There's nothing that says people can't play here without me, you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You may play in the sandbox any time you like. It's only the Pool of Instrospection that's dangerous, given both the sharks and the unpredictable stress incontinence of its owner! I'd stay out of THAT!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey T&L -
I took that at work, and passed it. But since I know NOTHING about medical stuff, I had to study for months. Good Luck. I only took it because it was free and thought it would be something good to know how to do.
My bil teaches agriculture. He says the term 'screw' for sex came about because of the action of the 'active portion' of the male pig while engaged in copulation.
TMI!
30 minutes. Wow.
I looked up the side effects for Cipro, & 2 of the common ones are headache and mild nausea. Case closed. I've been a really slow starter in the mornings, but once I get going it's not too bad.
hey t&l! I wish I could help you! Unfortunately all I can do from here is offer some prayer!
well dear tl
big hugs sweet lady [[[[[[tl]]]]]]
I won't push BUT I will say NO ONE should work and work and work until they are worn to nothing when there is at least a reasonable alternative to discuss.
it may be time to have a REAL talk or family campaign on alternatives.
But I'm no one to talk on that so I'll send you hugs & prayers so that you may concentrate on the course and pass with flying colours!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We have Holiday Inn recorded, and AJ & I have twice fallen asleep laughing, but never made it to the end. It's been a long time since we've seen it.
I still like White Christmas though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
We have 2 years to finish the move2cheaperplace campaign, unless I'm mistaken. I think he can retire at 62, and I know he just turned 60. There must be lots of reasons we can all give him. "Just think, Dad, if you go to MT, you can use your snow rated tent EVERY DAY!" (Except the one day of summer.)
Just take it easy neak...slow starts are ok.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Slow starts are the only thing that stands a chance against The Clam.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I am SO not a morning person! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
As far as the 2 years go, I'm not sure I've got 2 years more of this in me. I'd take the $11,000 loss for selling the house early--in a heartbeat, too--if I could just get out from under this load. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work I go. Blech. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I dont know if I've got 12 months left in me let alone 2 years of anything
....nappies, bottles, formula, tins of food, toys, clothes, wetones, pram, change bag, blanket, homemade anti depressant [chocolate macadamias], teething chew rings - for me, more nappies ....
now have I forgotten anything ????? theres something I just know .... car keys, purse, credit cards ...
oh bugger ...
Mikey, mummy is coming sweety .......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It got me again. My attention span does not reach any further back than 1-2 posts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
My two favorite movies are It's A Wonderful Life and Holiday Inn. This year I was not able to It's A Wonderful Life since my VRC is broken. I did get to see Holiday Inn though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l, I wish I could help ease your burden. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
Adub, I try hard to not think ahead because after 7.5 years of diapers etc.. on the same child with no end in sight it is too hard to fathom. sigh
Speaking of Inns, I love Inn of the 6th Happiness. It's on soon, maybe even today.
Dear, brave FF. 6 years of diapers was hard enough with different children. I don't dare hope their poop looks any cuter as they grow up.
Mom....wait a while. He will go. *ding*
(In case you have forgotten such an important part of our childhood, that is from Bronto the Dinosaur.)
Time to put the kiddies to bed early. Boy, am I tired!
How's the resta y'all?
A bus stops and 2 Italian men get on. They sit down and engage in an animated conversation. The lady sitting next to them ignores them at first, but her attention is galvanized when she hears one of them say the following:
"Emma come first. Den I come. Den two asses come together. I come once-a-more. Two asses, they come together again. I come again and pee twice. Then I come one lasta time."
"You foul-mouthed sex obsessed swine," retorted the lady indignantly. In this country... we don't speak aloud in public places about our sex lives . . . "
"Hey, coola down lady," said the man. "Who talkin' abouta sex? I'm a justa tellin' my frienda how to spell 'Mississippi'."
Neaksis, call Laura J ASAP. AJ answered most of her questions about the burning topic of abuse, but she wanted to talk to you.
I've got to get offline so she can use the phone, but what on earth happened new there? I thought all the molestation stuff happened a long time ago, and had been pretty much talked out. This new worrying is worrisome.
t&l
Don't know too much, just that it was a family member of hers that was having the problem - niece? Cousin? Not her immediate family, fortunately.
Whew! I thought weird Uncle was finally out of the closet, so to speak, with some of the little ones.
How odd to think, that of all you kids, Neaksis turns out to be the big sexual molestation expert, with her public speeches and personal advice and counselling. Never would've pegged her for THAT fate when she was a shy young mouse. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It does crack me up to hear all those matter-of-fact discussions of BJ's, manual stim, and lots more, issuing from her virginal ruby-red lips.
The fuschia, burgundy, or puce skin color of her blushes are always good for a few laughs too. Give her credit, though, this is a tough topic for a virginal girl to talk about, and then to get to talk about it to so many people besides! Of both genders! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> It blows my mind to see her able to do something nobody ever would've expected of her--that little 4-year old girl who hoped Jesus came before she got old enough to have one of those male things "put up there"--"because either Jesus comes first or it's suicide for me"...has come a long way. Biomom and Biodad deserve such a round of applause and thanks for allowing their children's perversions to envelop and take over Neaksis' life. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well I asked travelling soldier to keep his eye out for a young nice christian US soldier for neaksis.. someone rotating out of course!!
No probs mum says TS - mum hehhe rotflmao he's nice - but I have one qustion..?? yes dear?? what's a christian????
I THINK he was being a smartarse ..I hope!! heathen barbarian & cheeky!!
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Well I'm stll trying to put the tatters of my life back tonight after listening to the Minister of Defence say the SAS are likely to stay in Afghanistan to Nov 2007
Some SAS may come home at the end of 2006 for the APEC meeting and then return to Afghanistan ...what fun.
sigh ....... whats the use!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I think I'll go suck my thumb like Mikey
Mom-
I don't think this is going to work out. Finley still seems to perceive her as a threat.
Every time she gets near me Finley selflessly throws himself between us to save me.
Neaksis
Sounds like a jealous dog there neaksis ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis with Finley is like the young mother of one who thinks, "You know, I need to have another baby so this kid will have somebody to play with." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And look what happened to ME when I started thinking that way! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> She's going to be running a kennel before she knows it, if she doesn't watch out.
That idiot Finley's hackles stood up so high last night when I first walked in with the puppy, that he looked like a bear. Sometimes it's hard being dethroned...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Off to the medical malpractice homestudy course. Whee. That would be avoiding medical malpractice, not how-to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And just how did this thread get so far down the list so quickly?
I know I was slacking today. And now that the kiddies are settled and I have some time, I'm too tired and have to go to bed.
Mr. Computer and the Princess had a busy day of rebellion and bad attitudes, and the Dervish was even busier. He packed his time with spitting, kicking, hitting, and calling his caregivers (Neaksis & me) [censored] and meanies, plus lots of screaming in his spare time. I hated to make him take a nap, but he was so evil I finally decided it couldn't be any worse to have him stay up at bedtime than to stay up in the afternoon. I made him sit on my lap, and sit, and sit, and sit, until he finally nodded off. That gave me at least a half an hour of peace to rest up for the second half of the day.
I only have two more Cipro to take and then I am done. And only five or six more days of pelvic rest. There is still some edema in my legs, but overall I feel so much better, more energy, perkier, that I wonder how much impact the infection has had on my last 2+ months. I'm sure they would have been bad enough regardless, but a deep infection wouldn't exactly have been helpful.
Well, I think I'll go have one more serving of salad, then off to bed. I waited to have supper until Dervish was asleep and I could eat peaceably (sp?) so now it's bedtime & I'm just getting to supper. Dervishes are high-maintenance, but I have heard they make nice pets once they are finished with obedience training.
The joke thread reminded me of the joke Neaksis' oldest told yesterday while we were on our way to the Ice Cream Emporium.
Three women got in this shipwreck, and got stuck on an island. Nobody came to rescue them, so they decided to swim for it. One woman swam away, and she got, like, a mile from shore, and then she drowned. The next one swam away, and she got, like, 300 yards, no, 30 feet from shore, and then she drowned. The third woman decided to swim for it, and she made it to the other shore. She looked around for the others, but they, like, weren't there. So she said, Maybe they went back to the island, so she swam back there again. Ahhhhhahahhaahhahahahaha!
Gotta love kid humor. Maybe Neaksis will come on and tell some of our favorite knock-knock jokes. The most famous is, Knock knock. Who's there? Awtch. Awtch who? Gesundheit! (Ok, so I made that one up, but it's their favorite. The best ones are the ones they made up themselves. I cannot hope to compete.)
The Dervish comes up with some great ones. Knock knock. Who's there? Me. Me who? Me Dervish, hahahahahahahahahaha!!!
Allrighty then.
I'm not going to be around much today, cause I'm getting ready to go to some business dinner with AJ. Don't know too much about it, except it sounds kinda fancy, and there won't be any kids. That means I'm going to have to talk grownup talk for at least a couple of hours. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'd better start brushing up on politics and the news. "So what do you think of Carter's policies?" Well, even I am not that far behind.
Neaksweetie!!!
It's almost 10AM and I just got home from work after 51 miles through gray soup. I am SO tired. Could you try the loan people again, please? I'm starting to get a bad feeling about them dragging this out this way and wonder at their motives. They're using up our probationary time from the county, spinning their (and our) wheels while doing nothing, and it's making me nervous. I don't want to come up to the end still waiting for them, only to have the county serve an eviction notice, and then have the loan company turn around and say, "No." Does that sound paranoid? Well, can you blame me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Muchas gracias, mija.
t&l
Not really a kid joke, but somebody from work sent this to me and it make me laugh out loud...possibly with sympathy from one incipient oldster to another. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It was entertainment night at the senior center, and the Amazing Claude
was topping the bill. People came from miles around to see the famed
hypnotist do his stuff.
As Claude went to the front of the meeting room, he announced, "Unlike
most hypnotists who invite two or three people up here to be put into a
trance, I intend to hypnotize each and every member of the audience."
The excitement was almost electric as Claude withdrew a beautiful
antique pocket watch from his coat.
"I want each and every one of you to keep your eyes on this antique
watch.
It's a very special watch.
It's been in my family for four generations."
He began to swing the watch gently back and forth while quietly
chanting, "Watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch ... "
The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light
gleaming off its polished surface. Hundreds of pairs of eyes followed
the swaying watch, until, suddenly, --- it slipped from the hypnotist's
fingers, and fell to the floor, breaking into a hundred pieces.
"Aw, C**P!!" said Claude the Hypnotist ...
It took three weeks to clean up the senior center.
t&l
Mom, I tried to call first. Natalie said she tried to call yesterday, though I never heard it ring. They turned it down. She said she is very sorry, tried her best, and took it all the way up the chain.
Before we totally panic, I really think our best option under the circumstances is to go the sell Neaksis' house/move to MT option. That will cover everything for now.
It is too bad, because AJ just yesterday got a full-time job offer from Valley. But the sheriff & his brother's boss both want him in MT, too, so he has options everywhere.
Once you get over the shock, I hope you can see that this will work out one way or the other.
you will be in my prayers. I am sorry you are struggling so.
AJ wants to go to MT. Neaksis & I have spent the morning figuring out how to make it so. It'll be a spot of work, but things will turn out fine.
So Mom, don't stress, just enjoy the ride. Maybe just don't stress.
I know you don't want me to go so far, but it'll be fine, and either you'll be along soon or we'll meet in the middle. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Just not too close to Yellowstone.
Plus, Dad is more likely to move somewhere if most of his family is there first.
I wonder how Grandma feels about MT? Lol, we can steal them all.
Don't stress?!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't stress??!!!!!!!!!!!! STRESS IS THE ONLY THING HOLDING ME UP! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Obviously I can't stop you from moving to Montana if you decide to do it. However, I have a question in at the attorney's office, hopefully to be answered tomorrow, and a plan fermenting in my brain. My advice would be to have AJ take the full-time job here for now while we investigate a few more possibilities. Unless the Montana sherrif's department wants to bear the expenses to move you guys there, you've got a better chance of sprouting little tiny wings and flying than you've got of affording a move on your own, so he's better off employed while we try and figure out the next step.
t&l
And believer wants to move to Montana too. Maybe that will convince him.
And believer wants to move to Montana too. Maybe that will convince him.
OK, that made me laugh out loud! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Laughing out loud is no easy feat this afternoon, either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
He'd probably rather move to be near to you than to be near to his own mom, on a long-term basis. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It might just work!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes, don't stress. Relax, and let AJ, and Hp figure it out. You and the girls can have a sleep over, and let the two of them watch the kids also.
While you are at it, go out to eat, and to the movies. Charge it to HP.
Sleep in the next morning too, you may as well. Then have a big breakfast, and have a nap. Naps are always good.
Maybe move the sleepover to a spa - and get the works while you are at it. If you dream, dream big.
Merry Christmas, and remember people care about you. God does too, don't think he is on vacation.
SS
Well, Neak and AJ went away for a dinner tonight, and Neaksis got left with all the kids. When Neakbro showed up to sleep at Neak's house, it meant she didn't have to come home tonight and could spend the night in a motel with her husband. I'm not sure the prescribed post-operative pelvic rest is going to survive this provocation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I think she just wanted to get away and not have to talk about our troubles till tomorrow!
As far as this whole septic fiasco goes, there are still a few options open to me, none of them optimal, and the best one involves some uncomfortable pretzel-like contortions and an embarrassing amount of personal humility. That would involve hitting up the Japanese aunties, and other unfortunate relatives, for multiple loans amounting to the cost of the septic...to be repaid after the success of the lawsuit. I hope. Your Auntie Akiko, girls, would get me the money all on her own, Since if she had to strong-arm every other one of the "siblings," however reluctant some of them might be, into contributing to the fund. Little human dynamo, Auntie Akiko is, and ferocious in her protection of your grandpa.
With only <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> $15,000 for a retainer/fees, the attorney would try to go after both contractor and builder without knowing in advance who is to blame for the septic failure. No problem. I'll just take it out of petty cash. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
However, if AJ is really going to cart everyone off to Montana, there's no reason to do that, is there? Although once this is finished and we have functioning septic, I'm determined to find another lender and get rid of our loan from American General, after the way they've refused to help us out. I know I'll lose the $11,000 pre-payment penalty in order to do it. I don't care. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> In the long run, they'll lose more getting that than they would've gotten in monthly interest, if we'd kept the house through the 3 required years. Phooey on 'em.
What I'm suggesting is this, since Neaksis is unpleasantly persuasive in her argument that we should see if this move is what God wants for Neak, before I have my upcoming stroke and seizure over the idea. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'm proposing, Neak and AJ, that we make this a matter of prayer for the next couple of weeks. I won't solicit money from anybody. You won't make a definite decision on moving right now. We simply ask God to plainly show us, by both opening and closing doors of opportunity, exactly what it is HE wants us all to do. And at the end of that time, if the way is clear for you to move, then that's what you'll do. MY contribution will be to quit whining about it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
There's no denying that Neak moving to Montana, and Neaksis moving into Neak's house to care for GP, selling her/my house, and putting her monthly income into her new place, would solve a lot of the financial burden that I now carry on my increasingly-droopy shoulders. But I cannot comfortably buy my freedom at someone else's expense unless I know clearly, and without a doubt, that this is the way it should be. And even then, it will be hard to like it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I know I said I'd be willing for God to do anything necessary for the benefit and salvation of my family, but THIS WASN'T WHAT I HAD IN MIND!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> God needs to quit listening to me, that's what.
t&l
So Mom, don't stress, just enjoy the ride
So far, this isn't a ride; it's a free-fall! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Relax, and let AJ, and Hp figure it out.
I suppose if I broke my legs, you'd give me rubber crutches to help me walk, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'm not a leaning-on-guys kind of gal any more, unfortunately.
t&l
TL I dont see you being totally happy without Neak, AJ, and all the rest around you.
But if it is Gods will for such doors to open... then maybe what he is saying is its time to move regardless of solving the septic issues .... sounds to me that he may ALREADY be letting you know that!
but I love happy endings !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Of course I have no great success in those matters either. I've been trying so hard to keep the mortgage out of the Army ..one thing thats not them...sigh ... now I have to refiance through them to get money for DD's uni fees and maybe a holiday with Aussie .. one day.. perhaps ... a week on a desert island ... a weekend at a caravan park <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We would just be the scouts, the advancement, until everyone else joined us. Including believer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I want to be in the advance party. I don't want to miss out on all of the "fun".
Check out the one with the beaver dam! It doesn't have the price on it, so it must be expensive for MT.
Well, come on! What are you waiting for? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I called the lady - "Alice". The house is $145,000. That includes all of the farm equipment and a tractor.
The house has a back-up heater in case the electricity goes off.
It is connected to a park and dam. The community takes care of it.
The land can be subdivided, and you can add another home.
9.3% is government sponsered hay and alfafa which they get income from.
B, what's so scary is you could probably slip very nicely from your trailer into a mansion. There are some very, very nice houses for 100-200,000 that also have oodles of property. Some of the ones we were looking at had 100 or more acres! That might be a little ambitious for us to start with, but would be fine for you.
That must be why it was still busy when I called back again!!!!!!!
Yes, that is probably too much for a second 'starter home' for us, but wow, what a good price!
Unless Neaksis wanted to subdivide with us?????
There are deer and grouse and pheasant on the property. The closest town is 6 miles, and they are 10 miles from Canada.
Does life get better here?
Her husband is a customs inspector, and is getting transferred because the people smoked at his office. It is against Federal regs, but he didn't want to make a big deal of it. They had planned to retire there, and have done all kinds of upgrades - a whirlpool jacuzzi in the basement, new carpeting and all kinds of stuff.
She has a garden and grow everything. Also there are raspberries, apple trees, and all kinds of stuff to eat on the property.
That is so sad, but what a beautiful piece of land!
Well, I could afford it. But it might get a little lonely. There are no neighbors that you can see. The nearest town is very small, but does have a grocery store and a Dairy Queen.
Is this going to be an MB commune?
I'm up for moving. We had looked at Wymong, but Montana might not be bad.
Oh goody goody, we're having a commune! Like Idiotville, but better.
Neaksis says the point of Montana is to be lonely, lol.
We would just have to live close enough to visit each other.
Well, just let me ask this. Does anyone know how to can food?
She can can for all of us.
(Can can? I thought that was a dance.)
Pickles, Peas, and Jellies. Hmm, hope someone else can do other things.
Honestly, why can. They have Sams and Walmart. You might have to drive but you don't have to clean up the mess and you have to go buy the supplies anyway. I would have to buy the cucumbers, peas, and fruit as I don't have a green thumb.
Oh I can help. I love to cook, and know how to do the jam and jelly thing where you keep it in the refrigerator. Canning can't be THAT hard.
The lady was amused when I asked her how close the nearest grocery store was. Apparently it is not necessary to go to the store every single day.
The nearest Walmart is 100 miles.
I must have lost my post.
I'm talking to Alice right now. What a nice lady.
Is this going to be an MB commune?
How my life has spanned the eras. In my youth, I could've been a little hippie...and now, just shy of 58, I'm a little hippy. A commune sounds appropriate, under the circumstances. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We would just have to live close enough to visit each other.
Get that 20-acre thing and subdivide. Make your dad live in the alfalfa. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> It'd be JUST the thing for his hay fever. But the rest of it isn't anything to sneeze at, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Did Alice tell you about the ice storm 7 years ago when they lost all electricity for 8 days?
I'd be up for it if it weren't for my DS's medical needs. 10 MILES to Canada? Whoa!
T&L -
The alfalfa field is optional. They are on some kind of a government program where they lease it out to the government, and someone comes and does all of the work and cuts the stuff, and pays them 1/3.
When we move up there, we'll just let the deers eat it. Alice said the deer get into the apples and all of the other stuff too.
Did Alice tell you about the ice storm 7 years ago when they lost all electricity for 8 days?
Oh, well, at least they wouldn't have had to worry about their frozen foods thawing out and getting spoiled!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'd be up for it if it weren't for my DS's medical needs. 10 MILES to Canada? Whoa!
Maybe there's a doctor closer than the nearest Wal-Mart. You'd have a
nurse!
t&l
Tina suggested I call the Plentywood sheriff to find out what their pay scale was. Well, one of their deputies just retired, and they hadn't even received permission to advertise it yet.
They expected to have the new opening formalized soon, and mailed out an app. They make $14/hr, which is really good for there.
In the interest of protecting our family's precious anonymity and all those jealously-guarded private secrets you've doubtless noticed us clutching so ferociously to our bosoms, that would be "Neaksis" to the rest of you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I want to be in the advance party. I don't want to miss out on all of the "fun".
That's what the members of the Donner party thought, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LOL
Hey T&L - they have a hospital there too.
I'm trying to figure out why they need a sheriff in a ranch town with only 1,827 people.
Does he have deputy name Barney?
Does he have deputy name Barney?
I just read this to Neaksis, since we were talking on the phone when I saw it. She says she thinks you're being a
regionist!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> But yes, as a matter of fact, they do. And he's purple, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis always cracks me up. She is so smart and talented.
(Is she still going to do all of our canning?)
Of course she's going to be doing all our canning. I hope nobody thought I was going to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You'll all die of botulism if I do. Neaksis can can. I don't think she can can-can. If she can can-can, she's never told ME about it...I'm guessing she probably could-could, but she won't-won't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OK, I am SO turning off this computer and going to study for ACLS, which if you took and passed, Believer, I have to salute you. Even with almost 37 years of continuous nursing experience, there's no way on God's green earth (probably found in Montana <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), that I'd take this thing if it weren't a job requirement. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Blech. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> If you did it just for entertainment, I wouldn't think finding something to do in Montana would be a problem for you!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ooops. I just looked at the course on-line - the 37 years of nursing tipped me off. I think that I took the Basic Life Support class. Sorry.
Dang, only 1800 people? I doubt they need an architect in that town <sigh> oh well
Well, that's the whole thing...if you can sell your current house for enough to pay off your bills and then pay cash for one of those low-cost Montana homes, you don't really need to make much money any more. Besides, who'll have time with all that gardening, canning, farming, and wood chopping, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Can't architects do a lot of their stuff by computer communication, with some on-site visiting? It's not like my job. It's very hard to telecommute a vaginal exam!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Duck blinds? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Mom is right. I did not comment on my pelvic rest and the motel.
Lest I begin cultivating an unhealthy air of secrecy around this place, let me say that I had fun, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> but my pelvis did not. And we did not involve any sinks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Lest I begin cultivating an unhealthy air of secrecy around this place...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Well, we wouldn't want
THAT now, would we?!!!!! However, I have to give you my personal assessment of the situation: the risk would seem to be fairly small! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
As my DEAR older sister says to patients ...
Use it ot lose it!! lol
hows everyone tonight/ today?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Just fine, AW. Have you heard anything from Aussie yet?
Hi B
well I haven't heard from Aussie B, but we [the wives] got a visit from the Army yesterday ... things are intense over there.
I guess we were told more than we wanted to know & are prevented from talking about, but we asked.
maybe its better to know nothing? not sure anymore.
concerned, worried of course but not panicky ... I've said so many prayers in the last 24 hours that I'm giving our priest a run for his money!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I pray for Aussie and your family every day. I know this must be awful for you. Are you taking extra good care of yourself?
I'm doing ok B eating right, but still dont get much sleep. Just starting to do a bit of walking and getting fit but Mikey keeps me on my toes.
I think the worse thing is its like living in limbo .. frustrating. But it could be worse.
AW, sent you a note.
We are praying, too.
They always take prayer requests at church. We'll add you to the list today. I don't think it's possible that you could have too many people praying for you!! Ever. But especially in times like this
t&l
drat, I posted twice and managed to zap it away before it got there. Is this a conspiracy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I can can. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I can can-can (sorta). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My garage door just broke. Please send a handyman. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I have a well rested pelvis. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I think you might want to consider placing the commune in a more termperate climante. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Trouble is, we can't afford anywhere more temperate - unless it was a grass shack on the equator.
Grass shacks can be fun, too. AJ thought your idea about Mexico sounded like a good one, except for the part where it's in Mexico. Picky, picky.
Neak - I'm thinking about Mexico - doing a missionary type thing - for 6 months, and then 6 months in Montana, during the nice weather. You can hold down the fort the rest of the year.
Morning /evening neak ones !
I was thinking about your plan B [not a Plan B!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ]...but what would happen to your man plan then???
Now here are some nice properties I'd buy to get Aussie away from the Army .....yeah like that will happen!
Manjimup Farm Next farm This is where Aussies family came from.
Now ...montana ... talk about cheap ..
$89,000 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
AW - Well, now we know we can't afford to live in Australia.
I think I'm giving up on men. They are just so much trouble. I'm still not divorced, and life is so much simpler without them.
I put other relationship on hold until I'm divorced, but the longer I'm by myself, the more I wonder why I would ever want another man.
The longer I'm by myself, the more I wonder why I would ever want another man.
I know what you mean!!!! However, it would be nice to have some assistance in warming that bed. It's kind of hard to cuddle effectively with the heating pad.
I use a full-length pillow and electric blanket - doesn't snore, fart, or smell.
Yes B its not teh cheapest here these days ..and we are teh cheapest state in the Country! But remember exchange rate is $1 AUS = 76 cents US !!!! lol
Well .... men DO have their uses .... house repairs, car repairs, mowing, electric's ... hey wait a moment .. I DO THOSE THINGS!!!!
MMMmmmmmmmm I guess its more the hugging thing then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Well B, maybe a BF is more suitable & less intrusive than to have a full time live in partner. I have some friends who are in this type of relationship.. NOT a open relationship at all ...thay just don't live together full time. It works for them.
Dont know if I could do that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I use a full-length pillow and electric blanket - doesn't snore, fart, or smell.
ROTFLMAO hahahahhahahahahahhahaha oh so true so true !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Yeah, none of those bad habits but no pelvic exercise....and who was it that said 'Use it or Lose it'?
That would be my sister <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mrs "I am in charge of your health & what you call your life so dont P me off"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
but she means well ...lol and I deny I ever typed that!!!
hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Ummmmm, slacking again.
What a day. I try to be a little lazy on Sundays, but today was busy, even though we didn't have time to take a quick trip to the snow.
The Dervish is cruisin' for a bruisin', and the other two aren't far behind. Ten minutes till early bedtime.
I dragged my two to an art exhibit today.....they were not happy about it but it ended up being ok. I don't know that they will remember going - just a mind block thing. But they went. It closed today so it was SO crowded. The Rau Collection.....El Greco, Monet, Renoir, Manet, Cassat, Pisarro, and tons more. 95 paintings - all European. Dr Rau owned something like 800 paintings and donated them to UNICEF Germany. These were touring the US and this was the last day for the exhibit in the US.
oh yes ... the school holidays ... the memory is still scarred... 12 weeks of TERROR. The other 2 lots of 4 weeks I could have done on my head.. but 12 ????? ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGG
Some actual high school test answers
SOCIOLOGY
Q: What guarantees may a mortgage company insist on?
A: If you are buying a house, they will insist you are well endowed [Mmmmmmmm well after discussion with my sisters we like that rule <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />]
Q: In a democratic society, how important are elections?
A: Very important, Sex can only happen when the male gets an election [Yes I can see this child has REALLY investigated politics] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Q: What are steroids?
A:Things for keeping carpets still on the stairs [Excellent use for them]
I realize that every birth is a miracle, but I saw a surpassing one at work last night, and I'm still blown away by it. I should've take a picture with my phone camera, but I'm not used to having one and completely forgot that it was even an option until just this very instant! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I don't know how many of you have checked out a placenta before. In the olden days, patients weren't given the opportunity to pay much attention, but nowadays the MD often drags it into display so that the parents can see it, and the amniotic sac in which their baby has been living up till a few moments before. For those of you who haven't, let me make just a quick description. There is a shiny side, which goes next to the baby, and a rough side, which is attached to the mother. In case anybody's curious, the bleeding women have after a baby is born comes from the wall of the uterus from which that rough side was detached, and where it left the tissue raw when it came loose.
The shiny side is the side where the umbilical cord attaches to the placenta. Usually, the cord goes pretty much in the middle of the placenta, and that white, rubbery stuff (Wharton's jelly) that surrounds the blood vessels and gives the cord its size and shape, covers the vein and arteries right down to the placental insertion. A velamentous insertion is one where the vessels enter the placenta on its margin, instead of in the middle, and generally the Wharton's jelly does not protect the vessels all the way to the insertion site. I've seen some that had 2-3 inches of unprotected blood vessels, supported only by the amniotic sac--a pretty flimsy support system for one's circulatory needs.
I had a patient who came in with ruptured membranes, bloody fluid, and contractions that were too close together. If I'd been giving her medication to stimulate labor, I would've turned it down, or even off. Baby's heart rate dropped a few times, once to the 60s, but it came right back up and generally looked passable. Still, it was a funky strip, and I was glad that she was having her 5th baby, went fairly quickly, and was there less than 4 hrs. before delivering. When the placenta was delivered, we discovered that she had the Queen of velamentous insertions, with fully 10-12 inches of unprotected blood vessels extending from the end of the Wharton's jelly to the beginning of the placenta. They looked like an aerial view of a river with many tributaries, and spread out all over the amniotic sac. When the bag ruptured, the tear ran directly along one of the large blood vessels for 6 inches or so. If it had torn across the vein, instead of along it, the baby would have bled to death inside its mother long before she ever arrived at the hospital. If the MD had artificially ruptured her membranes, without feeling one of those veins (basically impossible to do), and had pierced it, the baby would've, in all probability, died even in the hospital because of the rapidity and severity of the bleeding that would've ensued.
There was a small vessel that appeared to have popped when the bag popped; however, it was little enough that it clotted off before serious blood loss to the infant occurred. It does explain where my bloody fluid came from, though. But how that baby managed to survive to be born alive, with such an enormous network of blood vessels located in the amniotic sac instead of being nestled safely in the the placental surface, is an absolute amazement to me.
In a world full of nasty stuff, sometimes things turn out right. This was one of those times. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hows that for a wonderful design !! With all of that and still a new little life is born.!!
maybe she should cease at 5 perhaps? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Though given the right circumstances I ...... well ain't gonna happen <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
cinders ..how you been??? Did your kids cause too much of a ruckus at the Museum? Hope not but the grown up stuff is just SO boring to them 90% of the time.
I guess same does for their stuff on my side .
I remember being a so cool mum trying to sing Coldplay's, "We Never Change". You know those lyrics which go "Oh, and I don't have a soul to save
Yes, and I sin every single day." [Well I know them NOW!!]
I thought said "Oh, and I don't have a dong to ring
And I ring every single day." yep mamas cool alright
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
I hope that baby lives to be 98 and has bunches of granchildren.
Some miracles have very long-term effects.
Somebody's in charge.
-AD
maybe she should cease at 5 perhaps? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think she's already figured that out! As she was transferred to post-partum, I held the door open for her and said, "When you have that little boy next year, be sure to come back on night shift so I can take care of you again." And they only laughed at me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, I hope everyone has a nice day. It's not even 8:30AM and mine is already shot <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />, since today is the day I cram for ACLS tomorrow. I hope to retain the information just long enough to attend the all-day class tomorrow, and pass the test. Immediately after the test, a fact hemorrhage out of both ears will promptly occur, and by the time I get to my job for the night, 2 hrs. later, I expect it to be all gone again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> They can make me learn it, but they can't make me remember! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I hope that baby lives to be 98 and has bunches of granchildren.
I hope I'm not the labor nurse for all of
them, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Surely I'm going to get to retire SOMETIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
From CNN
The African grey parrot kept squawking "I love you, Gary" as his owner, Chris Taylor, sat with girlfriend Suzy Collins on the sofa of their shared flat in Leeds, northern England.
But when Taylor saw Collins's embarrassed reaction, he realized she had been having an affair -- meeting her lover in the flat whilst Ziggy looked on, the UK's Press Association reported.
Ziggy even mimicked Collins's voice each time she answered her telephone, calling out "Hiya Gary," according to newspaper reports.
Call-center worker Collins, 25, admitted the four-month affair with a colleague called Gary to her boyfriend and left the flat she had shared with Taylor, 30, for a year.
Taylor said he had also been forced to part with Ziggy after the bird continued to call out Gary's name and refused to stop squawking the phrases in his ex-girlfriend's voice, media reports said.
"I wasn't sorry to see the back of Suzy after what she did, but it really broke my heart to let Ziggy go," he said.
"I love him to bits and I really miss having him around, but it was torture hearing him repeat that name over and over again.
"I still can't believe he's gone. I know I'll get over Suzy, but I don't think I'll ever get over Ziggy."
Taylor acquired Ziggy as a chick eight years ago and named him after the David Bowie character Ziggy Stardust.
The bird has now found a new home through the offices of a local parrot dealer. Collins, who admitted the affair, said: "I'm not proud of what I did but I'm sure Chris would be the first to admit we were having problems.
"I am surprised to hear he got rid of that bird," she added to The Guardian newspaper. "He spent more time talking to it than he did to me."
t&l
Surely I'm going to get to retire SOMETIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
NOPE ... the comune will need ONE worker <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
come to OZ.. we dont have retirement age any more ... work unitl you fall over into the wooden overcoat .. keeps the Government happy then as you then don't get to claim the age pension... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
well STILL no word from my bloke. Have assumed all is ok as no one has visited. No wives have got calls either from their Husbands. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes men can just SUCK!!! [ is that a LB ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />]
It might even be a DJ. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Glad to hear there is no news.
Surely I'm going to get to retire SOMETIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
NOPE ... the comune will need ONE worker <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Great. Super. Neat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The commune will need at least one
drone, too. How come I can't be
that?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Only men need apply.
Oops, another Love Buster.
Glad to hear there is no news.
And let all the people say, "Amen."
t&l
the way this week has been he’ll ring at 5 in the morning ..I get up at 8 these days … Mike’s wake up time …who needs alarms? And want to talk for 3 hours …..
but that would be ok <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I have 8 months sick leave owing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Neak, you keeping well ? I'm watching you!! and we have ..SPIES <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
speaking of which .... I had better get to bed ..its 2.30am
night all sweet dreams ..DJ's indeed - its all true lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How do you expect me to call you, if you're online, and tying up your phone with that stupid dial-up?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'll be studying for ACLS. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You call me.
t&l
I see things are still up in the air for most.
I wonder how much longer HE will suffer the world to continue like it is. I suppose I shouldn't complain about taking my turn, so many others before us have endured worse.
Cheers to all of you!! May things get better soon.
SS
Hi SS--Been wondering where you've been but I've been too busy doing my hamster-on-the-treadmill impersonation to try and track you down. Glad to have you reappear. Hope everything's OK for you. By the way, does YOUR family want to join the Montana commune, too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm studied out. My brain is about ready to explode with an excess of useless information. I'd probably do better with this if I didn't resent it so much. It's all done to create a good-looking paper trail for the hospital in its accreditation evaluations. And it infuriates me to have to get this certification "proving" increased competence, when all I've proved (I hope <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) is that I can remember something long enough to take a test. All I personally need, when I take my turn as a recovery room nurse for some post-op C-section patient, is to be able to recognize a deteriorating condition...which I could do just fine without all this additional nonsense...and call for help in a timely fashion. Because I've had a higher level of "training" now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> (excuse me, once again I was momentarily overcome by mirth), I'm now held to a higher standard of performance without actually being any more capable than I was before. I could start a pastry shop with my frosted buns, I tell you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Gr-r-r-r.
Well, I'm off to bed. 8 hrs of class, a 2 hr. break, and then 12 hrs.on the floor. How cheerful do YOU think I'll be by Thursday morning?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hey tl
your Montana commune is sounding better every day!!!
I had a [censored] of a day too.
First I got up late - power was off due to a minor car accident so alarm did not go off. Mikey was in a bad mood - a tooth I think !! - Looking at me like it was my fault.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
then working on some legal agreements all day, setting up merge docs and the system crashed at 4 pm... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
took that as a sign and rushed home with Mikey for mum to look after him for the night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Then I had to rush all the way BACK into the city to attend Labor Party union meeting.
Then to add to it all I found myself elected to the State council - right in the middle of an industrial dispute thank you very much!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I was supposed to be there for the numbers only!! I was suckered!!!
THEN .. I find I have to start getting numbers - voting delegates - to elect a new Premier for the state - Governor I guess you'd call them. Our exisitng Premier just resigned due to depression ... I swear it had nothing to do with me, I wasn't even on the council then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Depression?/ I'll give them depression!!
So then I was walking around drinking expensive water - it was cold anyway - after the mass meeting shaking hands doing the cute baby thing - well kissing babies is nice, its kissing [censored] I don't do too well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> - and this PERSON spilt red wine over my white silk top!!!
And I didn't even hit him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> he was rather under the weather <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Only got home at 12.30am ... Mums asleep, Mikeys NOT, I have a headache
Next day please <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> oh it is already.
But I do hope you did well at your tests tl, you need to support us all on the commune!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
90-second post here. I am having an absolutely wonderful time at my class today, and nobody's allowed to get snockered there either, but even if they did, I'm wearing a turtleneck long-sleeve t-shirt. Who cares? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Tried to take a nap during lunch break and was almost asleep when the thunderstorm hit right over my car. It's raining so hard right now I'm afraid I'm going to drown trying to make it across the street to class. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> But the people who went to lunch at the restaurant are bring me back something, so I didn't even have to work to get that.
I'll have more to say later, but so far I'm having a blast. And ironically enough, it's my bad attitude that's providing most of the amusement. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. AW, do we have to be respectful to you now that you're an important person in the government? No? Good. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
*shudder*
I'd better toe the line before I get in even bigger trouble. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Happy news!
Good news, Neak and Neaksis! Yesterday’s Product Review Committee recommended that your manuscript, Jonas, be circulated among evaluators then taken to Book Committee for publication consideration (in April). I’ll let you know how that turns out!
Hooray!!!
Oh goodie Neak. That makes me very happy.
I have your next book idea in mind. I want it to be about catching a cheater. I'm thinking of figuring out how to market it, and include at GPS. Did your read waiting's story about how fast she caught her WH with one?
That could be interesting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I have been talking to someone who just put GPS in her WH's car, but he found it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Poor thing, but at least all she wanted was hard proof of what she already knows.
I passed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm safe for 2 more years. This summer I have to do CPR and neonatal resucitation, but next year I have no renewals at all. I'll have to tell you later why I had so much fun at class, but right now I'm tired and stupid.
By the way, Believer, it's good that you took BLS and CPR; there are people in this world walking around today that are alive only because of some bystander who came to the rescue when the victim collapsed, and used training that, in some cases, had been learned years before and never thought about since. Good for you. I'll try to have my heart attack or stroke in your part of the commune! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
woo hoo tl
CONGRATULATIONS !!!
party party party <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
so.....
when do we move into the commune?????????????? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Is February too soon?
Congrats to you, too, AW. At least I think so. You are happy about your new status, aren't you?
Well, just take any combination of congratulations and condolences that suits you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Kissing babies sounds like fun. Next thing we know, you'll be the new premier. Aussie will come home and be Mr. Premier's-husband.
Oh no no not me neak!! lol
I'm only doing this until the party gets over the Premier resigning, chooses a new one which I hope happens by Monday, and the industrial dispute is resolved ..I'd say March ..I hope!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Then back to happy motherhood and if I had my way SAHM!! sighhhhhhhh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
We have still heard nothing from our men. I don't know if thats good or bad or what.
Frankly I'm a bit nervous about asking for any more info.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
ever get the feeling that people are avoiding you for some reason? thats what we feel like is happening but no one wants to ask... we're just CA's I guess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
AW - I know the waiting with no contact has got to be awful. Glad to see you getting involved in stuff.
Aussie will be popping back in here any day now. He always contacts you when he can, so we know that he CAN'T.
Hugs and blessings to you and your family.
B
its that CAN'T that is worrying of course. I know you do understand that one.
Keeping busy is a Godsend...too busy to think & brood and get panicky.
The trouble with living in limbo is that it gets comfortable! you dont have to DO anything much for your M but on the other hand you also have to watch yourself from getting selfish.
You end up making every decision re family & home & kids and do work and jobs around the home you never wanted to. I guess some women would find it wonderful, it just sucks for me.
I dont want to do it all by myself.
Maybe I'm way to old fashioned ..weird huh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Got a promotion effective September. Am really struggling. So much struggling. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
So, today, I accepted another promotion in a different department of my state's civil service employment ranks. Same money but a higher job classification with the probability of another promotion in about 1 year.
I am stressed. To the point of having intestinal 'difficulties'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I feel horrible. Digestive tract not happy. Weather has been so flakey that my head hurts and my cough is coming back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
And I have to make a costume for my son, so he can be Poseidon tomorrow.
Mustn't play favorites, so a quick goodnight to the FHP aisle, too.
Rella, promotion <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> intestinal difficulties/cough <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />.
Poseidon? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Nighty-night to Councillor AW, too.
I finally found my reading glasses, but wasn't wearing them right at the moment. I wished I had when at first glance it appeared that Believer had comforted Councillor AW with the reassurance that "Aussie will be pooping back in here any day now." Sigh.
I'd get my glasses if I weren't going to bed.
well good news is that we have chosen a new Premier and that the politics are basically over ..just need to get a pay rise for our members now!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I broke Aussies new PC printer 2 nights ago <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> printing off all the papers for the faction meetings!!! Had to run out & buy him another one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Am really struggling. So much struggling. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I am stressed. To the point of having intestinal 'difficulties'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I feel horrible. Digestive tract not happy. Weather has been so flakey that my head hurts and my cough is coming back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I guess you could always join the commune. I hear there's going to be free nursing care...by [b][/b]somebody or other! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Carefully recreate each scratch & mark.
Like the car commercial where the mom grunges up a new teddy bear so the little girl thinks she found her lost one.
(He'll probably know anyway. It will be the first thing he notices. "Who busted my printer and got me this lousy replacement?" And five minutes later, "Hey, who is that big kid over there? Is he the neighbor's?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> )
I think there are more <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> here than on any other thread.
Popping or pooping, I don't care how Aussie comes, just that he does, and SOON!!!!!!!!!!!
There are lots of sayings like that, such as poop or get off the pot. So hurry up, Aussie!!!!!!!
I think there are more <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> here than on any other thread.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
C,
My cough has gone on for nearly three weeks. Hope yours doesn't last that long. Sorry for the stress.
T&L,
I went to the mountains with family last weekend. I thought I would have net access, but the it turned out the phone line (for dialup) had been disconnectied.
Darn, thought I would have lots and lots of time to post. I even had things to say. ( I think, but my memory.... you know..... )
I have been busy at home, and at work. Too much going on these days - the world is crazy. I think we don't take time to sit and think, and sit and talk like we should.
I've been reading - skimming really. I know I have missed some things. May I answer a few questions though?
We were in the mountains about 40 miles from our home. Small town, small house owned by my parents. We went to play in the snow, and it snowed Sunday afternoon - about 6 inches. We went up on Friday evening, and came home Monday evening. There is a church there for us to attend, so it makes it nice. I don't like to miss church, some of us need it more than others. (meaning me)
It was a really good time, maybe our last, since I think Mom wants to sell the place, and I can't afford to buy it.
As far as moving to Montana -
NO !
I lived in Canada for a while, and I got my fill of cold. Some say you can dress for it, while you can't do anything about heat, but I am a child of the desert, and I think I'll stay where I am. 40 miles from snow is great. Play in it, visit it, and then go home where you don't have to drive in it, or shovel it.
If I did move join you, at least I would have wonderful neighbors. There's that at least.
I like where I live. It's big enough to have everything, but small enough to have a low crime rate, and very little polution. Home prices are shooting way up, way way up. Probaly about half of what you pay though.
Now, I have something to say. As it often is with me, it's not something new. (And BTW, this is for all of you, not just T&L.)
You already know it, but I want to remind you.
(I have been gone a few hours, we started counting stuff.)
Jesus was the master teacher. It is said of him that he "increased in wisdom and stature, and in favour with God and man." We expect that we will have to do the same if we want to get anywhere. He taught with words, but also with example. His example was powerful.
One of the things that he encouraged us to do, was to "“Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."
I have been thinking about that one. All of us struggle, and all of us doubt some of the time. I see encouraging posts, but I also see struggles. I have been thinking about what he meant by his statement, since it often seems so hard.
I think it was an encouragement to greater faith. We don't get the rest, unless we come into him.
Often we look at the future, and we ask "what will happen to me?" We worry about it. Peter had doubt during the trial. His doubt caused him to deny the Lord. Later, full of faith he directed the church and carried out the lords work as a fearless servant.
How do we get from where we are, to that point of greater faith?
I think it comes in more than one way.
Living as he taught -
He said that "If any man will do his will, he shall know of the doctrine, whether it be of God, or whether I speak of myself." When we know we are doing God's will, it strengthens our faith, and we know we will get help.
Prayer -
Talking to someone helps you get to know them. When you feel God's love, and when you know he is listening, and that he cares, it is also easier to know you will get help.
Helping others -
You know he loves all his children. Blessings are there for those that love and help his children when they can.
Attending Church -
The best being that ever lived organized the church because random individual goodness is not enough in the fight against evil. We get help, and we help others when we attend.
Don't give in to doubt and fear -
You know we are in a test. We were not sent here to fail, and we need not fail. We have our example in a leader that did not say "go thither," but in one that said "come, follow me." He lives, and that means all that he promised is possible.
It's all the same. AW's struggle to wait for Aussie to come home. You and the money problems. Neak, and the A. Neak sis as a single parent. C and her job, CC alone trying to make decisions. AD divorced, wondering what to do.
He told us to ask, and it would be given.
Think about that.
Think about who said that to us.
" O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!"
I have often wondered why I "would not"
Would not take him at his word
Would not obey him
Would not ask
Would not believe
Would not have faith
I encourage you to keep on doing what you know is right.
Keep being an example
Keep praying
Keep helping others
Keep increasing your faith
Minnie Louise Haskins wrote a lovely poem about faith:
And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year:
“Give me a light, that I may tread safely into the unknown!”
And he replied:
“Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God.
That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.”
So often it is that we want to know -
When what we need is to trust.
Keep praying, make decisions as best you can, and follow through with all your heart. ( As I know you do.)
I encourage you - from one who knows he lives, to another who does also.
SS
Hi SS--Glad you're back. Sorry about the cold. At least you got it at the right time of year. I always resent colds that occur in the summer when it's warm. It just seems kinda off to have one then! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I hate to say this, because it seems to worry my daughters when I'm not my stolid little fire-plug, sturdy self...but I'm having a lot of trouble with faith these days. Not doubting that God IS, but simply unable to find what and where He is for me. I'm sure this, too, will pass...but the transition time is a, um, a--well, let's just say if it ever gave birth, it would have PUPPIES! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
On my way across the lake to say hi to everbody and deliver to my dad the very large-print copy of the Bible lesson for church tomorrow which HP scans and prints up for him every week. Then bedtime. My highlight of the whole week. And it's almost here. Hubba hubba. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I hate to say this, because it seems to worry my daughters when I'm not my stolid little fire-plug, sturdy self...but I'm having a lot of trouble with faith these days. Not doubting that God IS, but simply unable to find what and where He is for me. I'm sure this, too, will pass...but the transition time is a, um, a--well, let's just say if it ever gave birth, it would have PUPPIES!
Would you be willing to talk to me a little more about this. I would like to better understand what you mean.
Sweet dreams.
SS
After listening to Neak joyfully (verbally) contemplate tonight's anticipated release from her MD-mandated "pelvic rest" ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> ), I had occasion to hug her good-bye before I leave. (Well, it's not like I was planning to stick around and give advice. She's got me beat all hollow in that department, anyway! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) After our embrace, I told her, "If you're hoping for some action tonight, I suggest you change your shirt, there, girlie. I think that one sat a little too long in the washing machine." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sour laundry ain't Chanel #5, is all I can tell you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Haha!!!! Nothing like mom telling you that you stink on your BIG NIGHT.
Are there NO SECRETS in this family????????????????????????
That's one I wouldn't have minded keeping. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
EEK!!!! Mom left herself logged in. This is Neak, the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> and soon-to-be-sweet-smelling darling of Idiotville.
I know that God takes care of me. I really wanted this promotion I got in September. I deserved the chance but I think it may not be my calling. And that is ok. I didn't necessarily expect it to be permanent but I hoped it would open doors.
The next promotion just came at an awkward time.
I had started to doubt my ability to do my present job to the supervisor's satisfaction. I was afraid of being demoted.
The promotion effective March 1 will be, technically, a promotion as it is a higher salary grade. I was interviewed for the lowest level classification in the job series and offered the second level. But, unbeknownst to me, I am currently being paid at the second grade of the salary range for that position so they are having to get permission to increase my salary by one step so that my money stays equal. So, I won't be getting a raise and the location and parking are not as excellent. It makes no sense in some ways to take it. But, within a year or so, I could end up with a $200/month promotion which isn't gonna happen where I am now. I might could hope for a single salary level promotion which would be about $80/month. Also, I have done this job before and, while it is not perfect for me, I think it will be a better fit than where I am now.
Does that make sense....
BTW, I'll give you Too Much Information.....my digestive system has calmed down since I told the new supervisor that I would take the job. Now, I just have to tell my current supervisor.
(We just lost one claims adjudicator - that created a lot more work for one woman. They are in the process of hiring one or two supervisors in my unit which will leave a position vacant for up to 6 months. That gives the manager 2 or 3 positions to fill. Then my position may have to stay vacant for 6 months too. This is NOT good timing.)
hahahhaha just dropped in and read a bit .... a rose by any other name ............ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Are there NO SECRETS in this family????????????????????????
Yes, as a matter of fact, there are...and given what's gone before, how scary is it to contemplate something so private that the
Neaks won't discuss it online? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have done this job before and, while it is not perfect for me, I think it will be a better fit than where I am now.
I still think the commune sounds better! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS,
During my childhood and youth I attended chruch every sunday. I remember when it was in Latin!
After I married and had the kids I stopped going because it was "complicated" but I always prayed, and never missed a chance to go into a chrch and say a prayer.
What I never did was much studying.
Since dday, when I realized I was not part of a couple, I have been back to church and after one year I have recently come to the same conclusions you have beautifully expressed above.
I have to trust the Lord. This is the only thing that I have always done.
I have to do his will and that will bring me happiness. It IS posible to be happy under any circumstances. It allows you to be more effective about solving those circumstances.
I must not compare myself to others. Jesus said it.
During these 14 months of my new life I have learned alot, it has been a year of discoveries and realizations. I am thankful that I have not made many important mistakes but I also realize that it is mainly because I have turned inwards , into myself and have not reacted towards others. That is probably just my personality, but I realized that it saved me from worse consequences.
I have always considered myself "lucky" or rather that I have a guardian angel. I am always very conscious of what could have happened or could have been and thankful that it wasn't.
From the beginning I thought WH was wrong in having an affair (which of course wasn't an affair in his mind, just cohabiting with his secretary). But I wasn't sure what that meant to me.
At first I was confused and not very informed so I didn't make any decisions. But with time I've realizaed that
I AM COMMITTED TO THE MARRIAGE That's just me.
So I've concluded that I'll probably be in plan B the rest of my life unless he divorces me, or the financial situation forces me to in the sense that I would have to sell the house etc.
The psychiatrist I saw asked me why I hadn't divorced him. I said I was a committed person. I keep my promises.
So in the end, I still have a lot to work on, but with respect to WH I will coninue to expose, and I will pray for him and OW, and now MIL and BIL. I will not be a part of that situation.
I hope to give my dds the right example. It is hard on them because they want to protect me. They have asked me to divorce him. It's sad.
cc- Glad to hear from you. I've been watching television and was very worried about you and your family. I hope things are okay where you are.
Cinderella - I just got a promotion too, and have come to the conclusion that I don't really like my new job. I'm blessed to have it, but it is not what I expected. But so far, I'm hanging in there. Good luck with yours, and don't worry how they will replace you. They'll manage.
Now to the really important stuff. I sure hope that Neak's big night went well.
What's happening???????
Everything is quiet around here...
Last night I saw a story about riots, and it looked very scary. Of course, it was in Spanish, so maybe I didn't get the whole picture. I thought the whole country was involved.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
A big HAPPY 60TH to thundernlightning today!!!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Can I go??
Believer, no riots here, thank God.
I am NOT 60! You're mistaking me for your father. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!
ok lets guess ... 40th????????????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oooops. I thought it was Ecuador.
Happy Birthday !
May God preserve your health, and take care of you until you have finished your work.
SS
Hi Believer !
What bugs you about the job?
Hi Neak,
I see you are recovering physically.
How about the rest of it?
Matter of fact, how about the fatigue factor? One can heal, but not have their strength back yet.
SS
Well, glad you asked. I'm used to working with people. Before I did the customer service part of facilities in a Navy Hospital.
Now I'm doing contracts, and got a big raise. However, there is very little of my day working with people. It is mainly paying invoices, making sure the contractors are fulfilling the contract, and all the paperwork is right. Working for the government, there is lots of paperwork.
Anyway, I find that it is not as satisfying as what I used to do.
You ARE a real people person, I can see why it would get to you.
So are you going to change? Or just tough it out for a while?
Oh, I'm going to stay and just do it. Actually I'm very blessed. I work with good people, close to home, good pay and benefits.
I plan to do some missionary stuff in Mexico, and live in a commune in Montana (I think that's still on) , so I have things to look forward to.
Thanks for asking.
You'll drive through here on the way to MT. Stop by, and the W and I will buy you lunch.
SS
Will do. Still haven't heard much from the other communees. After all SOMEONE has to buy something.
Would you be willing to talk to me a little more about this. I would like to better understand what you mean.
I'll think about it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
and live in a commune in Montana (I think that's still on) , so I have things to look forward to.
I think AJ and Neak are going to go scope the place out in the next couple of weeks, so we'll be hearing more about this later. The commune is still
on, as far as I'm concerned, even though I may have to be a visitor until somebody cuts HP's taproot and shakes him loose from his death grip on the status quo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It just so happens that I'm 58, not that anyone's counting. I'm afraid another year is gonna add a whole brand-new wrinkle to life! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> At least they keep telling me this is life. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
To commune or not to commune - that is the question.
thinking thinking thinking ???
hey I was close [in spirit] with my birthday guess ????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hey, AW, since you're online I'll post this now and go back to trying to find the fancy-schmancy place Neaksis showed earlier us tonight.
Montana property You can also see houses and prices @
www.plentywood.com under the real estate section. You can also see from one end of Main Street to the other by standing at either end and just looking straight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I can't find the elegant one, and it's too late to wake up Sleeping Beauty and ask her where it was. Tomorrow...
It's absolutely mind-boggling, especially to people who are used to California house prices, to see what you can buy somewhere else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I love the log cabin tl
no cars, no people, no noise, NO ARMY!!!!!!!!!
oops DJ ...again
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mike would love it, I would have to have a fence around the house though ... barbed wire closed strand... so Mikey couldn't go river dippin <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Did you look at page 2 of the pictures, to see what the inside is like? What a gorgeous house. And the price? Unbelievable.
Are you sure barbed wire would be enough? This is a boy you're talking about, after all. These years with the Dervish have made me a little twitchy, I'm afraid. I think concertina wire, at the very least. Possibly an electric fence. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Mmmmmm what about barbed wire like along trenches PLUS electric wire and infra red movement alarms.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
and leg irons... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
its that or the river gets a cover over it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
The forty acres 3 miles south of Plentywood home is calling me ....buy me buy me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Of course it may be a bit hard to explain to Aussie !!
He thinks I'm of hippie stock and have no probs with the Army life except it has guns & things .. ummmmmmm yeah baby!!
And I could have horses for riding, dogs, sheep, cattle, deer, milk cows,goats, but we couldn't ever eat any because I would name each one and have them follow me around <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Just like I used to!! "Darn %^$%@&*%& Hippie" was pretty normal greeting them ol days lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Of course it may be a bit hard to explain to Aussie !!
You could be bi-national, couldn't you? I'm sure the Army would understand. After all,
empathetic understanding is what the military does
best! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
After all, empathetic understanding is what the military does best! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yes of course they do!!
They are kind, caring, and ever so nice to deal with. Always so helpful and generous to the point of extravigance!
[I wonder if that earned me any brownie points???]
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
because its all so true as true as I am 19864A-ws1 and 19864A-ws1-4 wants ANOTHER feed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Eeeeewwwwwwww 19864A-ws1-4 has done a No. 2 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Here's the property AW was looking at last night. It was on page 4 of the real estate listings, 2nd one from the top, so I'm posting it directly for people like me...who don't go digging too far for something that isn't immediately apparent! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW's 40-Acre Palace I want to move SO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O bad! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Did Neak come up for air yet?
Of course she did. It's not like he's Thunder the Wonder Horse, after all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> She went to church yesterday, and seemed to be concentrating on the service in all the right parts! I'm on the phone with her at the moment, and she claims she's been busy cleaning house. Thunder the Wonder Horse is sick right now, which is probably why she's got time to do housework. For some odd reason, he came down with a headache and a fever this morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Can't imagine why... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have to jump in here...You gals are sooo darned funny...
I have had tears in my eyes reading all the posts today from beginning to now...
As a fellow nurse I am sure I could add some fun stuff...'
I deal with the other end of the lifespan...
justempty - Be careful what you say, girl. I'm at the other end of the lifespan.
LOL Believer....
So as we joke about...do you have gray hair, glasses, wrinkly bottom, and a walker??
That is how we describe someone when a new employee is looking to give meds, etc. to a resident...
JE
justempty - Be careful what you say, girl. I'm at the other end of the lifespan.
Yeah! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What she said. We're post-menopausal, and
AND WE'RE NOT AFRAID TO USE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!t&l
Hey, hey - you're not too far off.
thndrnlitng,
Does a hysterectomy (total) put me in your club?
Mine just came on full force and like a raging bull....
JE
Actually I LOVE being post menopausal. Just think, I could boink all day long, and not worry about pregnancy. If only I had someone to boink.
Believer,
I would say something synical and sarcastic, but I will hold my darn tongue.
Plus you still have the lovely STD's to deal with when you are boinkin'
Toys are much safer..
JE
Hysterectomies are not required. Otherwise SS, AD, and the other random male posters would be in a LOT of trouble. I'd like to see someone try a hysterectomy on Lemonman, for instance. Betcha they'd get something of THEIRS ectomied in the process!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Being wacked out, either slightly or completely, is a real asset, however. On the plus side, if you're not when you start here, you will be before very long... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to Neak's house to watch America's Funniest Home Videos. I need a good laugh. Several, in fact. I'm sure the sick one will get all the tender consideration and sincere respect to which he is due, while we're all visiting. Sympathy, too. He can expect a LOT of that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Just Empty, we love cynical here. Don't hold yourself back.
But it is kind of funny. I never fooled around before I was married. I married my first husband, and two months later, he was shipped to Vietnam. He was there almost 3 years before he was killed.
After 10 years, I married again. Had my dear boys with this guy. Always worrying about birth contol. Then he cheated, we split up, and he died.
Next, I married WH. He had ED problems, and after 10 years, (and some viagra) he took off with OW.
So here I am, past all the worrying about babies, and NOW, there is no one to do it with.
Poor Believer. Apparently we do irony pretty well, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
So, Believer, what do you think of those houses? I could go for a commune in one of those babies! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey are were you married to my WH???
He had ED also...well with me at least...guess not with her..
I dated a guy, boinked him, and then he broke up with me. A year later I find out he is gay!! I have that kinda effect on guys I guys...gay or break them...
Even break the toys...LOL
And darn it at 35.....isnt that my PEAK?
T&L - I'm soooo ready to move - ANYWHERE!!!!!
JustEmpty - My WH had ED with the OW too. I know, because he gets his Viagra through my insurance. But it make me kind of mad, because I put up with it for the last 6 years of our marriage (decided it was not THAT important). Then I finally talked him into seeing his doc about it.
The Viagra worked fine, and I think it was during his first two weeks of using it that he took off with OW.
Mine started Viagra about 6 months prior to Dday. But he only used them when we were intimate that I know of. I went and picked them up at the drug store and knew how many there was and when they were getting low. So I was able to know when they needed refilled and knew how often we used them, as I would ask if he was going to use them, which was his cue that I was doing the "mating call" per say..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Aha! That's where I made my mistake. I should have doled them out to him.
I guess I am a real blonde..
I just tripped over my undies after going potty/pulling up pants and whacked my darn head on the toilet..
Yes believer, and slip them in the food or drink tooo.
You belong in Idiotville!!!!!!!
I can't slip them in his drink anymore. He has been living with OW for 3 years.
Guess that should be posted on Idiotville too...
Dang that hurt like heck, go to work tomorrow and explain a bruise on the forhead, and they will put my butt in a bed and become a resident.
Well, let me take off for a while, and here y'all are....talking about moving into a commune in Montana!
Why in blue blazes would anyone want to move to a place where she is likely to freeze her buns off in the winter? Granted, it's beautiful country, but there are LOTS of beautiful places in the good ol' USA.
Housing is really reasonable in the South, too...and you only have about 2 months of really cold weather (coldest it gets is usually only down around 30, and the next day is liable to be in the 60s). Once in a while, we get a lil' bit of snow...maybe 3-4 inches tops, and it's usually gone within a day or so.
Having lots of land is nice, but have you considered the cost/maintenance of a tractor to keep the grass under control? Not to mention the necessity of a bush-hog attachment to handle the brush that loves to spread and spread and spread!
The log cabin is beautiful. I also love the look of the logs on the inside, BUT have you considered who is going to handle the vacumning of those logs? We stayed in a beautiful log cabin the last time we went on vacation to the Smokies. Couldn't help but notice that the housekeeping crew apparently didn't pay attention to all the DUST accumulating on the top of each and every log.
I'll have to take some pics of the house that our son is building. It's almost complete. They decided that they didn't need a separate dining room, so they turned that into a 5th bedroom (have a feeling that it will end up being a nursery!). They have 3.5 bathrooms, a living room, large kitchen, and a big bonus room upstairs. The roof pitch is enough so that they could add another 2-3 rooms upstairs later, if they choose. A utility room, double garage, patio, and a big front porch makes it complete! He's doing his own contracting and a lot of the work himself. By the time it's finished, he'll probably have about $125,000 in it. Oh, yeah, it's on about 2 acres (still plenty of room for kids to play!), which backs up to a nice pond. The appraisal is probably going to be around $200,000.
Believer, you could get a really big, nice new mobile home for about $80,000. An acre of land would be anywhere from $1,000-$5,000, depending on location.
And, if t&l would still need to work, we have a major city only 40 miles away. And, of course, there's always home health work.
So, why not think SOUTH?!?!?! That way, I could visit y'all, too!
Believer...
Could slip something else maybe in his drink..
Just find where he might be dining with the OW and put some Ipecac in his drink. That would be real fun. I would help ya if you need me. I might trip or something but what the heck.
Are you still married or divorced?
Oh, btw, nice to meet you, justempty! I can see that you are gonna be a real asset to this thread! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My H tried Viagra, too, for a while, when the doc gave him samples. When those ran out, he got the prescription filled one time. Only problem was that when I asked him where he was keeping them, he flushed them. Luckily, though, once he got Cafe Woman out of his system (I guess!), he didn't need them anymore.
I did go out and buy him some "Horny Goat Weed" after he flushed the Viagra. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Thank you LC
I hope that I can be a good asset and not just an a**.
Reading your bottom bio part with FWH wants you to forget everything...
I think that Believer, you and myself were/are all married to the same darn man. I hope they are not all like this.
Want to talk about classy kinda guy, mine met his OW on an internet porn site...she looks like a "Biker Babe" missing teeth and all.YUCK
Nice to meet ya.
JE
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Ladyclueless - Ooooh. The South sounds good too.
JustEmpty - I'm almost divorced. I tried to save my marriage for 3 years, but gave up. WH is still living with OW.
Oh, and I'm not a nurse, but I do have a funny nurse story to tell.
My late best friend was a home health nurse. One day, she was fuming because she hadn't gotten much sleep the night before.
Why?
Well, it seems that one of her patients, a lady in her late sixties, called and woke her up at 11:30 p.m. to say that she needed her catheter reinserted. Best friend inquired as to how her catheter got pulled out.
Patient: "Oh, I pulled it out!"
Best friend: "You pulled it out on purpose? Why?"
Patient: "Because I wanted to have sex."
Best friend: "Because you wanted to have sex?"
Patient: "Yeah, my boyfriend was over here, and he was really needing it bad...and well, it HAS been a while, so...."
Best friend was sorely tempted to tell her that she'd have to wait until morning, but she got herself out of bed, dressed, and drove 20 miles to reinsert the danged catheter. And, then, of course, the patient was a big talker, so by the time BF got away from her and back home, it was 2 a.m.
And, BF was so mad that she had trouble getting back to sleep. And, then, she had to be at the next day's first patient's house at 7 a.m.
The south sounds great to me too.
I am up here in Maine. Too darn cold in the north. Sunshine and warmth would be great right about now.
Believer- At least you can say you gave it your all, and walk away with your head held high. Since I have been lurking and posting, you have been a great help for alot of people. I hurt for you and am sending great big huggss to ya.
JE
JE, Cafe Woman got married <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> to a guy who loves motorcycles, so she is now a "Biker Babe"! As far as I know, though, she's still got her teeth. 'Course, she could have a partial, in which case, she doesn't have ALL her teeth...it just looks like she does. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
My first job at a nursing home was quite an experience. I was 26 and very naive I guess. People over 60 dont have sex I thought (sorry gals I said young and naive). Well I knock on the door to go do a treatment to a male resident. There is no answer, so I knock again. I hear muffled noises and walk in thinking someone was hurt or on the floor. Well lets just say that I found out that people even over 70 still have it in them. I turned 5 shades of red, turned about face, and left in a hurry. The CNA's that worked there were all outside the room laughing thier butts off at me. They knew what was happening in there and chose not to let the new nurse know. Man was I embarrassed to say the least.
JE, we went to Maine a few years ago, when we were touring the northeastern US. We didn't stay...more or less just drove up into Maine so we could say that we'd been there. It was around the middle of October in 2001. The weather was perfect, and the scenery was gorgeous.
We plan to take another northeastern trip someday.
When you do look me up. October is a good time to come and see the leaves, so they say..call it leaf peeping.
I would say summer is better, lots of mosiquitos and black flies that bite the heck out of you. The ocean is great though.
We lived in Illinois for 7 years and I hated it. So flat and no ocean. So if the commune is in the south, let it be on the beach.
Boy, I'll bet you WERE embarrassed! When I was a teenager, there was a 60ish Down's Syndrome lady who lived with her 90-somethingish mother (who had Alzheimer's) in our town.
One night, the Down's Syndrome lady was apparently trying to light the gas space heater when it exploded and set the house on fire. The Down's Syndrome lady was probably killed instantly, but neighbors rescued the old lady. Since she had no other family, she had to go live in the nursing home.
From what I understand, the nurses had a time trying to keep the old lady out of the male patients' beds! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I gather that it had been a long time since she had even seen a man, since her daughter (who was fairly functional) was able to walk to town to get milk, the mail, etc. Anything the daughter couldn't do was generally done by some of the ladies from our church.
That is exactly what was happening here too. This woman kinda serviced whomever would allow it. Weird, I think I am scarred for life...lol
Oh, sorry...no beach here, but we have nice, rolling hills, and we're only about 6-7 hours from the Gulf. Right now, the Gulf Coast is still a mess from Katrina. WORSE than New Orleans, although it seems that the news mostly ignored the massive damage that was done along the coast. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> The only way I'd live near the coast would be to have a couple of campers parked side by side, so that when the hurricane warnings are issued, I could just hook up my houses and head north!
We're also about 10 hours away from the Smokies, and a little over 4 hours from the Ozarks.
Remind me in April, and I'll post a picture of a dogwood tree in bloom. We have one in our town that looks like a big lace petticoat when it's in bloom. Gorgeous!
Hey I have an RV... sounds like a plan.
Well I must get some beauty rest, I am gettin older and all. Must look refreshed for the patients tomorrow. Nice chattin with you and hope to chat again.
Take care
JE
I don't have a nursing story but I do have a BOB story......
BOB = Battery Operated Boyfriend <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I have a bf, known as the Diplomat of the Far Kingdom. What other kind of long distance BF would a princess have? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, for my last birthday, being a guy who loves a good joke, he gave me an inexpensive BOB. Very cheap one - it was mostly for the laugh of it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, the day after he gave it too me, it was on my bedside table. He was in the far end of the house and I was in the bedroom changing clothes. Anyway, it turned itself on, started dancing around on the table, fell off and died. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Just laid there on the floor.....dead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Couldn't get it to work again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
The thing turned itself on and had such a massive climax that it died right then and there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Suicide by orgasm. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella
OMG that is hilarious!!
My problem is the darn BOB's break to darn easy. Maybe in my next lifetime I will invent one that never breaks and plugs into the wall. Nothing like a BOB that runs low on batteries at the exact WRONG moment!!
Maybe in my next lifetime I will invent one that never breaks and plugs into the wall.
Wonder what would happen if it shorted out? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
G'night, JE! Sleep tight!
Identity Jack in Progress............
I'll let Neaksis know when it's safe to allow her virginal eyes to peek back at this thread!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> She's safe right now at least. Passed out on the floor right beside me, she did! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
No rival communes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> And we got to Believer first!! That particular territory has already been marked. I'll pee on her leg if I have to, just to show we're serious. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Aw, c'mon, t&l! I wasn't trying to start a rival commune! I was merely suggesting an alternative!!!
Y'all can come, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Boy, I bet Believer is relieved to hear THAT! She's been dancing around for the last 20 minutes trying to make sure nobody was sneaking up on her legs!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> At least now she can relax.
Neak says they wouldn't be rivals; we should call them "sister communes." Personally, I'm waiting for someone to start a commune on Waikiki Beach. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
[color:"purple"] WINTER CLASSES FOR MEN AT THE LEARNING CENTER FOR ADULTS [/color]
REGISTRATION MUST BE COMPLETED BY Friday, Jan. 20th, 2006
NOTE: DUE TO THE COMPLEXITY AND DIFFICULTY LEVEL OF THEIR CONTENTS, CLASS SIZES WILL BE LIMITED TO 8 PARTICIPANTS MAXIMUM.
Class 1
How To Fill Up The Ice Cube Trays
Step by Step, with Slide Presentation.
Meets 4 weeks, Monday and Wednesday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.
Class 2
The Toilet Paper Roll --- Does It Change Itself?
Round Table Discussion.
Meets 2 weeks, Saturday 12:00 for 2 hours.
Class 3
Is It Possible To Urinate Using The Technique Of Lifting The Seat and Avoiding The Floor, Walls and Nearby Bathtub?
Demonstration and Group Practice.
Meets 4 weeks, Saturday 10:00 PM for 2 hours.
Class 4
Fundamental Differences Between The Laundry Hamper and The Floor
Pictures and Explanatory Graphics.
Meets Saturdays at 2:00 PM for 3 weeks.
Class 5
After Dinner Dishes --- Can They Levitate and Fly Into The Kitchen Sink?
Examples on Video.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM
Class 6
Loss Of Identity --- Losing The Remote To Your Significant Other
Help Line Support and Support Groups.
Meets 4 Weeks, Friday and Sunday 7:00 PM
Class 7
Learning How To Find Things --- Starting With Looking In The Right Places And Not Turning The House Upside Down While Screaming
Open Forum .
Monday at 8:00 PM, 2 hours.
Class 8
Health Watch --- Bringing Her Flowers Is Not Harmful To Your Health
Graphics and Audio Tapes.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.
Class 9
Real Men Ask For Directions When Lost
Real Life Testimonials and Role Playing.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM Location to be determined.
Class 10
Is It Genetically Impossible To Sit Quietly While She Parallel Parks?
Driving Simulations.
4 weeks, Saturday's noon, 2 hours.
Class 11
Learning to Live --- Basic Differences Between Mother and Wife
Online Classes and role-playing .
Tuesdays at 7:00 PM, location to be determined
Class 12
How to be the Ideal Shopping Companion
Relaxation Exercises, Meditation and Breathing Techniques.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.
Class 13
How to Fight Cerebral Atrophy --- Remembering Birthdays, Anniversaries and Other Important Dates and Calling When You're Going To Be Late
Cerebral Shock Therapy Sessions and Full Lobotomies Offered.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.
Class 14
The Stove/Oven --- What It Is and How It Is Used
Live Demonstration.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, location to be determined.
Upon completion of any of the above courses, diplomas will be issued to the survivors.
A quick update on my sex life, since apparently there is breathless anxiety that perhaps it is consuming too much of my time. Well, I wish. As Mom said, AJ is very sick right now, not too sick to leer endearingly and make naughty remarks, but far too sick to act on them.
I still had one extra night of pelvic rest. After his long week he was so tired that he fell straight to sleep. Normally that would be only a small challenge, not even an obstacle, but as soon as anything happened, he curled up in a tight little ball like an armadillo and wouldn't budge again. So I read myself to sleep.
At least he woke up nice and early in the morning.
SS, I am not back up to full strength yet, but I have been in a weakened condition for a year now. Judging by how many places were sore, martial arts classes will help me to recover quickly.
{{{{{AW}}}}}}} The last week was difficult (for me), but we are better now, having talked about things. At least the downward parts of the spiral are seeming to usually be shorter these days, and more of the time is up.
I have been drooling over the real estate daily. I cannot wait to start the commune!
Well, must dash. 2/3 of my bed is still covered with the laundry I have been folding, and I ought to do even more (but probably won't).
My contribution to nursing home sex stories is to tell about the little old man who kept trying to get me to give him head - "it's where you suck on me". Primly, "I'm sorry, sir, but that would not be appropriate." Plaintively, "Whyyyyy???" "Because I'm supposed to take care of you." "But that IS..." "BUT NOT LIKE THAT!!!!!!!" ............................... "Whyyyyyyyy?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Apparently he like to chase all the girl CNA's, so it's not like I was special. He was not above a slap and tickle with any of the elderly ladies, either. This was the same man who, during his shower, solemnly informed me, "You shouldn't wash me there...I might get aroused." You can imagine the look of false brightness on the face of that poor, delicate maiden as she tried to explain why she had to wash there anyway, even in the face of such a grave risk.
Night, all.
ROFLMBO!
Class 1
How To Fill Up The Ice Cube Trays
Step by Step, with Slide Presentation.
Meets 4 weeks, Monday and Wednesday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.
Problem solved at our house. Icemaker.
Class 2
The Toilet Paper Roll --- Does It Change Itself?
Round Table Discussion.
Meets 2 weeks, Saturday 12:00 for 2 hours.
Also need to include a discussion of how to remember where the toilet paper is kept.
Class 3
Is It Possible To Urinate Using The Technique Of Lifting The Seat and Avoiding The Floor, Walls and Nearby Bathtub?
Demonstration and Group Practice.
Meets 4 weeks, Saturday 10:00 PM for 2 hours.
I've dreamed of inventing a device that attaches to the toilet bowl. It would consist of a tube that would remain upright, yet be flexible enough to adjust to the proper height, and have a funnel type thingie at the top so that he could just hold it up to himself. End of splashing!
The course should also include a segment on flushing.
Class 4
Fundamental Differences Between The Laundry Hamper and The Floor
Pictures and Explanatory Graphics.
Meets Saturdays at 2:00 PM for 3 weeks.
3 weeks ain't long enough!
Class 5
After Dinner Dishes --- Can They Levitate and Fly Into The Kitchen Sink?
Examples on Video.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM
Should also include a discussion on dumping leftovers into the side of the sink with the disposal!
Class 6
Loss Of Identity --- Losing The Remote To Your Significant Other
Help Line Support and Support Groups.
Meets 4 Weeks, Friday and Sunday 7:00 PM
The answer to this is to drive him insane by buying a universal remote and keeping it hidden in the side of your chair, where you can surreptiously change the channels when he's not looking.
Class 7
Learning How To Find Things --- Starting With Looking In The Right Places And Not Turning The House Upside Down While Screaming
Open Forum .
Monday at 8:00 PM, 2 hours.
With emphasis on looking underneath whatever you plopped down on top of whatever you're looking for!
Class 8
Health Watch --- Bringing Her Flowers Is Not Harmful To Your Health
Graphics and Audio Tapes.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.
Need more than three nights, I'm afraid!
Class 9
Real Men Ask For Directions When Lost
Real Life Testimonials and Role Playing.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM Location to be determined.
I can volunteer my H for a testimonial. When we were hauling campers, he wouldn't ask for directions, and ended up on a narrow dead-end street with a 30' camper. Had to back into an up-hill driveway, and bent the frame on the camper when it dropped off the culvert. Cost us $682 that insurance wouldn't pay!
Class 10
Is It Genetically Impossible To Sit Quietly While She Parallel Parks?
Driving Simulations.
4 weeks, Saturday's noon, 2 hours.
This should be retitled "How To Keep Your Mouth Shut While She's Driving Since You Trust Her To Drive Your Children"
Class 11
Learning to Live --- Basic Differences Between Mother and Wife
Online Classes and role-playing .
Tuesdays at 7:00 PM, location to be determined
For self-employed men, it should also address the issue of treating your spouse like an employee or maid.
Class 12
How to be the Ideal Shopping Companion
Relaxation Exercises, Meditation and Breathing Techniques.
Meets 4 weeks, Tuesday and Thursday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM.
Should also include a session on "How To Fork Out The Dough Without Feigning a Heart Attack"
Class 13
How to Fight Cerebral Atrophy --- Remembering Birthdays, Anniversaries and Other Important Dates and Calling When You're Going To Be Late
Cerebral Shock Therapy Sessions and Full Lobotomies Offered.
Three nights; Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 7:00 PM for 2 hours.
Should also include memorization of the locations of Department Stores, Jewelers, and Florists.
Class 14
The Stove/Oven --- What It Is and How It Is Used
Live Demonstration.
Tuesdays at 6:00 PM, location to be determined.
I found that my H learned all about stoves after I "retired" from cooking. I simply told him that I cooked for the first 22 years, and he could cook for the next 22 years. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That is hilarous, Neak!
This was the same man who, during his shower, solemnly informed me, "You shouldn't wash me there...I might get aroused."
That reminds me of the similar story about the CNA who was giving a sponge bath to a patient (who was like your old guy). She finally told him, "I'll tell you what. I'll start with your face and wash down as far as possible. Then, I'll go to your feet and wash up as far as possible. Since you're feeling so good, you can wash 'possible'!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
My grandma always used to say that to me every time I gave her a shower - each time as fresh as the first time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Man, I would have been delighted to let that guy wash his own possible, but sadly, it wasn't. Possible, that is.
My grandma always used to say that to me every time I gave her a shower - each time as fresh as the first time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Fresh for your
Grandma, maybe. I'll betcha it wasn't quite so fresh for YOU by the time you'd heard it for the millionth shower! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Just be thankful that, at least so far, your Grandpa is a man of, um, continuing possibilities. I found it to feel a bit strange helping him out with his personal care while he was in the hospital last year, and I'm a nurse, for pete's sake. I can't imagine you'd find it any more comfortable yourself to take care of those intimate duties, either. And quite frankly, if he had a marble left in his head by then, he'd be more <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> by it than any of us could possibly hope to be!
t&l
So if the commune is in the south, let it be on the beach.
ok fair enough .. I like the beach!
In Aussies home town A ready made commune - I could afford this one ..just ..if I sell the kids Dam & own beach The Berry farm I could be talked into it Take a tour of the website ..I could see myself running this ... now who will lend me $4m to buy it???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Yes ... well I knew I could find the PERFECT place The big house for us.. the small place for mum & dad .. they could eat with us every night .. just wait until I EXPLAIN THAT to Aussie!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mornin AW..
Good shopping but a little too pricey for my Yankee behind.
Of course if you live on the beach you will need a swimming pool. You know, sand in the bathing suit and all.
I did like the one with the cow in the picture. From the open range to the kitchen range in 5 minutes flat. Talk about fresh!!
JE
Ooooh, JE, can't eat cows on the Neakommune, because the whole family doesn't eat meat. They will have to be pets.
Darn it didnt do my homework I guess..
So no meat?? Wow that is tough.
So if no meat, then what the heck are we going to eat?
Are we all going to be farming and gardening?
Farming and gardening, yep. Neaksis knows how to can.
Wow!!
I feel quite useless to the commune. Well I am not only a nurse but a vet. tech. so I guess I can doctor up the long list of edible pets.
Is fish out of the question also?
JE
Hi JE !!
you can't eat mary..mary is such a gentle milk cow .. follows me around, the goats are named too, as are the chickens, the sheep, roos, cattle, foxes, rabbits, ..so I'll eat meat BUT you have to get it from the farm next door!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi B!
How are you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Fish are Aussies so you can eat them..I dont eat much seafood - mainly because certain people in this house dont leave me any!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW. Doing fine.
JE - They don't eat anything with a face.
AW,
I can do that. Could I take my one beef critter there and use him? Can you believe that? Me a beef critter? I even named him but trust me, come November, yummy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
JE
They don't eat anything with a face.
Just had this sudden image of Aussie furtively using a black marker to draw a face on vege's in the kitchen and walking off as if nothing was wrong ... lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
JE
you & my H are just heartless!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW- I will cover your back when you do that.
Believer- So I guess fish are out too. They have a face, dont they? Does it matter if the face is cute or ugly? Personally fish face aint all that cute. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
JE
My H says Ratatouille has a whole new meaning in the field!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
You can have them as I won't name a single one !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I bet it does AW!!
Sounds tempting though.
JE
Hey JE
twin girls plus another girl & boy!!! wow now thats a challenge!!! lol
My DS has followed his dad & joined up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> #$%#@#%$ naughty words - my DD 19 just got engaged to a commando who is in Iraq - he's a sweet boy , ok nearly 22 but thats a boy to me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - and my H is somewhere in Afghanistan and I have a 6 month old son too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Been there done that AW
When my DD twins were 6 months old, DD was 16 months old, and DS was 3 my FWH went off to Iraq for 6 months. Talk about not happy.
The girls all had tubes put in their ears while he was away.
I did the military life thing...would never do that again.
I feel for all Military spouses. FWH retired after 22 years in on my ultimatum, get out or I quit. I had never done something like that before and never since. But I had had enough.
My DS will be joining against my wishes next year. Will be a Navy man like his dad. Says its the only way to pay for college as he wants to be an interpreter.
@#%$ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Yea for the "#$@$^%#$%% <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />"
I am so against my DS doing this, so is my DD, but we had to suck it up in early December whne he was shipped off to East Timor. But luckily due to the UN withdrawal he was brought back 2 days before XMAS. woo hoo.
Now hes pushing for advanced training to go to Iraq <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I know what you mean JE this is our 5th deployment in this war as Aussie is in SAS. Last time we heard from him was 16th December. Been doing this since I was 18 & pregnant.
Duty, honour, country wears a bit thin when you move every few years. Been stable now for some years so hoping it stays that way .. my famly are all over here - Mum & dad live around the corner. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
They dont get any easier JE...it gets so I dread the phone ringing or someone at the front door .. but you get through it by keeping busy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
It's a blasted commune, not an internment camp. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You can have all the meat you want, any time you want it. At your own houses. Hopefully downwind <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />, but while this would be desirable, it isn't exactly mandatory either. When you come to visit us, though, just don't expect to see old Bessie's smiling cheeks (from either end) laid out on a platter for your eating enjoyment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW- I know the feeling. Mine was a flight engineer on the "Mighty P3 Orion" with top secret clearance and all.
He would get a call in the middle of the night and off he would go for up to 6 weeks at a time when we were on shore duty. Or the infamous hurricanes coming to our area and off the planes and hubbies went and left us with tiny infants to weather the storm. Military has the priorities straight there. When he went to Iraq-desert storm. I heard from him 3 times in 6 months. I had the same dread with the phone call or the front door visit in dress whites. I just couldnt handle that and moving every 2-3 years anymore. You just make friends, start getting to go out, and boom off you go again.
T&L- Great then count my meat lovin self in...lol
JE
I've just spent the last couple of hours visiting with Neaksis' kids biomom. I'd call and tell HER about it but can't reach anybody.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> She brought a birthday present for the oldest kid, and talked and cried and talked and cried some more. Basically, she said she's glad her kids are with Neaksis, who has grown up to be an amazingly-strong woman. She now believes completely that her children were molested, and will do her best to convince her husband and his sister that we didn't lie about it. (It's really her fault they think we were lying, anyway, so as long as she was being so apologetic I decided to ask her if she'd try and make right what she had done wrong.) She said that our family contained the only people who really loved her during that time, and tried to help her and her kids out...and if it weren't for us, the kids would probably be dead by now. As it happens, I agree with her on that; I'm not so sure she's right when she said she'd probably be the one in prison for killing them (my money would be on the Molesting Marsupial), but who can know for sure what would've happened since it didn't happen! She said she misses the olden times when Tina was her friend, and wishes they could be friends again. She also said she wants to do everything she can to help her kids overcome the traumas of the past and have a good life in spite of it. She said more, but I'm doing laundry and it's time to tackle another load. At any rate, it doesn't appear right now that we have to do battle with both parents anyway. That's a relief.
t&l
Nice that God doesn't let EVERYTHING go.
I still would like to hear about it.
Your choice though.
SS
Beautiful countryside, AW. Wow!
You guys reminded me of something that happened while I was in college. As a vegetarian, I was very much of a curiosity among my classmates, who kept asking, "Do you eat this? Well what about this?" Finally I told them, "If it had a mother or a face, I don't eat it!"
My good friend went and told her sister, who became extremely puzzled. "Does she eat fish? They have a face, but they don't really have a mother - she just lays the eggs and leaves them..." (In case you're wondering, she was a brunette. Just goes to show you never can tell.)
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
LOL - veggies w/ faces.....LOL
time for bed - or something like that....
15yo d cooked minestrone for dinner tonight. I chopped the veggies and told her to do the rest while I knitted on blanket for her stepsister's baby who is due next month.
I've been laughing about the veggies all day, too. I have no trouble picturing Aussie doing that, maybe even drawing Bob the Tomato and Larry the Cucumber.
"Barbara Manateeeeeeeeeeeee.............you are the one for meeeeeeeeee............"
the company that markets, whatever, VeggieTales just relocated to about 20 miles from my house. I am about 8 hrs from the beach and 4 hours from the Smokies.
All hail Cinderella!
I will do you a really big favor and not share that tidbit of information with my children.
Or Neaksis.
Come on to town....we can go find these "Big Idea" people. Or we can go to the mountains. They are the other direction.
Oh goody, goody, they are my heros, too, just don't tell anybody.
If I could sing for one of their characters, my life would be complete, sniff.
I got a happy email from a good friend, whom I had recommended to read this site.
I finally read marriage builders. I told my H if we were going to do this long distance, it was our only hope. I filled out all the questionaires and printed them out for him. When he mails me his, I'll tell him where I hid mine. We went to see him over MLK Jr. weekend. He made me laugh. It had been a long time. And yesterday he actually called and apologized for a miscommunication we had when he made plans with some co-workers and I thought he was going to call me. I was very suprised and he made a good deposit.
I have been very worried about her & her little children, and not that I'm not now, at least they have tons of good info at their disposal. I want them to be happy, and preferably together.
Heroes?
Potatoes/tomatoes?
I had mums Thai Green chicken CURRY with potato ...does that count???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> yummy well almost anything you dont cook yourself is SO good!!!
Look NO meat !!!! can't remember if I posted this before but anyway
Aw's Lebanese Salad
Lettuce
Lebanese Cucumber - [berpless]
2 firm Tomatoes
Yellow, Red & green peppers
Large Red onion
Large handful of Marinated black olives
You can also add some goats cheese but its pretty strong
Dressing
White wine or cider vinager
Pinch of Sea salt
Fresh mint diced – you can also use thick mint sauce if in a hurry
Garlic minced
Zest of large lemon & a bit of juice
Or fresh lime zest -2 limes - + juice
How
Slice & dice cucumber & peppers
& tomato
tear lettuce into small bits
Slice onion thinly
Mix all together.
Mix the dressing all together & pour over salad,
Then toss salad & YUM
Can have prawns, seafood or eat with BBQ but nice alone
especially if you add the goats cheese & marinated black olives
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Adub, I am checking all of your hiding places. Your man is looking for you.
FF--What/where are the "minis"? There goes AW for the rest of the day! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> It's hard to post from a cloud, you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l, the "minis" are a small offshoot of some former and current "idiots" that email as a group.
I see AW on the board so I am expecting an update...tap tap tap <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I have a question but not into a post of my own. Can I do that here or do I have to post?
JE
This is a thread made up of TJ's. This is nothing but one giant TJ. Ask away!
Ok
I feel very weird and ashamed about this and have not said a word to anyone, not even FWH.
I want to know if after finding out about and affair, or even for the WW, if it normal or not to start to think about the same sex?
I have been married for 17 almost 18 years. Had sex with 2 people in my life, once with a 2 year boyfriend and my hubby.
I have had 2 females hit on me during my marriage and was so grossed out by it.
Now all of the sudden I am feeling kinda weird all the way around.
Am I truly going nuts? I feel like I am.
JE
K,
guess I scared ya all away!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Sorry. I guess I am nuts... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
but not wrapped in Saran wrap at least. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
JE
NO, you did not scare us away. I was pondering your Q as it is very serious and thought provoking. You mentioned in your thread that your H is not filling your ENs. Hence the name Just Empty fills the bill, correct? I don't believe you are really finding yourself drawn to the same sex for much more than having those EN's met which women tend to do well such as conversatin, admiration etc.. Does that make sense?
BTW, JE one way that I have kept myself from being drawn into another A was to get some of me EN's met by my female friends. Just not the ones only my H can meet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Hmmmm. My reaction was more being grossed out by members of the opposite sex, and nothing toward the same sex, but I think our brains may well do many strange things during recovery, and think things we would not normally think.
Personally, if something like that happened to me, I would treat it the same way as any other distracting thought, and do whatever was necessary to keep busy and keep it out of my mind. Especially since an A with a member of the same sex is still an A.
Sing, pray, roller skate, clean house, think about your H and focus on being close to him, and I am sure this will get better with time. It's not something you want to encourage, but not something to be ashamed of having been tempted with, either.
Martin Luther said, "You can't stop the birds from flying overhead, but you can stop them from building nests in your hair."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
True FF,
But he is not meeting any I guess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I have not of course acted on this, but lets say that I could at this point. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My best friend is also going through this affair stuff with her truck driving hubby.
We both talked quite a bit about the marriages and she actually said these things first. I was mortified. Shocked and kinda scared of hanging out with her anymore. I did not want an A with anyone. Now she didnt hit on me or anything like that but it was what it was. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I have a lot of lesbian friends. Was never threatened being around them, and quite frankly joke alot about if I ever went gay, I would never come back. Went to a strip club with them and other straight friends, as a birthday party for a good friend (lesbian) of ours. Had a great time, albeit this was the first time I had ever stepped into one. But being a nurse, naked bodies dont do much for me anyway.
I was embarrassed for the strippers and their degrading job, but not in anyway interested. But of course, being straight and the joker that I am, well the "girls" wanted to get me real good for all the jokes I play on them. Well they all gave me a lap dance, with a body shot...which I might also add I do not drink, didnt have a clue as to what it was, and sat there bright red and a little scared. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Well now my best friend and I talk alot about our WH affairs and spend alot of time together.
We do not talk about her earlier statements, etc. but I do feel she is meeting alot of my needs. Should I end that?
I do not want to cross any lines or lose my best friend over this.
I just feel real nuts about all of this.
I am a mother of 4 for goodness sakes!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
JE
JE, I think you are possibly caught up in an EA. Your H is not meeting your needs and you are spending a lot of time with another BS. As much as I hate to say it, yes you need to go NC with her. Are you active in a church? Any family oriented activities you could get involved in? It worries me you hanging out with people that could lead you down the wrong path while you are vulnerable.
BTW, I applaud your honesty.
It almost sounded to me, when you first posted, that you'd read the whole thread, from beginning to end. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> If that's the case, you're familiar with the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid. You may even remember the episode where a nurse friend of mine told me about the fantasies she was having about the new (very studly) doctor in town, and how once the thought was placed in my head (which thought had never once so much as peeked its snout in the door before that time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) I found myself struggling with sexual fantasies about him, too.
I never discussed the subject with my friend again, although we continued to work and converse together. To have kept on with that line of conversation and thinking would be somewhat like playing with flaming torches in the dynamite factory. The gender lines are different here, but I think the principle is the same, and you will be playing with some deadly fire if you allow this relationship to continue in its current course. I'm not sure that FF's suggestion of NC is necessary. I'm not saying it's not. I don't know if it is. But certainly the tone of your relationship, the topics of your conversations, need to change immediately, if you want to protect yourself from either an EA or a PA you don't really want, and certainly don't really need.
Good luck.
t&l
JE, if you have followed any of Spider Slayers saga of late her H told a co-worker he had feelings for her. Her first response was "I love my husband and don't return the feelings" but guess what followed a week or so later? You guessed it...the power of suggestion.
OK, maybe just back off the friendship for now. I don't know it worries me that you two are too close right now.
That is what I think too. And here is the big butt..lol..
I am very vulerable and I know this.
I am lonely and lost my best friend, ie WH
When he touches me I cringe.
I now know I need so much more than he is offering.
And I did make a choice to stay for the kids.
I need to feel alive too.
I am not planning nor think I could ever sleep with the same sex. But how about a nice guy that does the same thing?
Am I that strong? Heck NO!!
If I can feel like this about another woman, then I know I could about a man.
So what the heck do I do? How do I keep myself from straying?
Jump off a bridge? Just kidding
Sorry about doing this here, I just feel like a dumb as@ about this.
JE
JE, have you been to IC? You didn't answer my question about a church or family activities. Do you and your H spend any time together just the two of you? You loved him once don't you think you could love him again?
JE - I think your feelings are quite normal. You have been terribly hurt by your husband, a man. Now your friend, a female, is meeting some of your EN's that have been neglected for a long time. So it is natural to feel affection toward her.
HOWEVER - It would be a terrible mistake to give these feelings any purchase on your thoughts. You will lose your self-respect AND your friendship.
Speaking of men, did I hear that Aussie is around?
Yep, so we know he is alive! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Thank God. That was a looonnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg time with no news.
FF- yes to the IC and no to the church. He works 3-11 shift and I work 7-3. His days off are wed and thur, mine are sat and sun. So on sat and sun mornings we do housework, groceries, and kid transport and on Wed nite is family night for kids and us. Usually on Thur. he is exhausted or works OT. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
So no we do not spend much time together at all. I do want to fall back into love with him with all my heart. I hope that I will. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Believer- I will not, it is just sometimes it gets to be way to much for even a saint like me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thanks guys
JE
Neak--A problem has ariz. The house you're living in shows up as my indebtedness, and since I can't prove that your GP is making the payments (with cancelled checks on his account), I can't count his income and add it with mine...which means, according to "the book," I can't afford another loan. And if I put you and AJ on the loan to try and boost the income, and make the house a primary residence, they'll judge by the people with the less-desirable credit score.
So, I think you'd better start looking for houses in the $50-60,000 range for right now, or else plan to rent until the septic lawsuit is done, and another $50,000 becomes available...which would be anyone's guess when on earth that would be!
t&l
But are you factoring in that you will have well over $100K removed from your indebtedness as of the sale? Most loan reps would take that into account, and factor that in with the conditions.
(That would be Neaksis' sale.)
It just wouldn't make any sense that you would remove a more expensive loan, add a cheaper one in its place, and them say the cheaper one is too much.
American General (don't ever buy from them--my personal opinion) knows your GP is on the loan, and has proof of his income. Countrywide doesn't have any proof that your GP is making that house payment since I put the money in my account every month and pay from there. The other 2 house loans factored in your father's income. You didn't want him involved with the new house. That's OK, but with that, his income goes away, too, and makes me-all-by-myself much less eligible to borrow money than when all 3 of us were pooling our funds together. He was standing in the room when you were trying to talk about it, which is why I suggested chatting later. If you want to suck it up and ask him if he'll help out, be my guest. It would probably make the difference between getting a loan and not getting a loan. Only you can decide if what you get is worth what you pay.
t&l
Alrighty then, moving on to plan B... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AJ is most likely having to go to the hospital to get checked out. He's ok, but he & another guy smelled a funny smell & got all dizzy. (That workplace is rife with chemical hazards. I'm glad he won't be at that site much longer.) I'll update if there's anything interesting to update about.
If he's Ok, how come he's got to get checked out? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ok came clean with WH about all these pent up things. Didnt know if I was supposed to or not, but it seemed right at the time. But honesty is a biggy with me, so honest to a tee I was. Unfortunatley about everything, my feelings, my lonelyness, and all the other stuff that I am not supposed to say to him...at least not how I did anyway. Dont I feel like a great big heel. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
JE
Honesty is good, even if he didn't like to hear it.
AJ is pulling his typical male 'I'm fine now' stunt. He claims he is just ducky, and that if he has any future problems he will just let me take him in, instead of going in so far away.
Sissy.
Doofus.
Now, on the way home, he has suddenly started having difficulty breathing and dry heaves, so he is going to the hopital in Lodi, on the way home.
Nobody is answering at Neaksis' house, but maybe she or Mom would like to babysit while I go in there? *batting eyelashes* Hello? Are you there?
The "hopital", huh? Do you think they'll be able to ave him? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
uan
P. . Hope you got Tina. I wa in a delivery. Call me with an update, weetie. Too bad you don't know how to pell. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Ome people are o piteful! And houldn't my weet iter be 'Neaki'?
We are home. He is fairly fine. After a breathing treatment and antibiotic pill (and a number of hours) they sent him on his way. He is just having a late supper of Top Ramen before retiring for the morning.
What a lot of effort just to get a day off!
If he has permanent, um, damage, maybe the company will have to pay you for your tragic loss of consortium. Although in your case, I guess it would just be "conortium," wouldn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I tried to call you, Neaksis ("Neaki"?), really I did. I think you must be online or something. I only made it about 17 miles before I had to stop off and sleep for an hour in the Chevron station parking lot in Lockeford, so I could make it the last 18 miles home. I'm oozing off to bed muy pronto. Besides, it's like 56 degrees in here and I want to get under some covers. If I move to Montana, there are going to be whole months when the only way you can get me out of the house will be at gunpoint! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It's Montana--gunpoint probably won't be a problem!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Dont I feel like a great big heel. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />JE
No, you don't. You feel very relieved to get it off your chest and out in the open. As far as I'm concerned, which certainly isn't necessarily the MB way, it's only bad if you keep playing it like a doggone harp...when the song becomes a symphony, instead of merely a few fleeting notes in passing.
t&l
JE, be proud of your honesty. We are proud of you.
Thanks,
Feeling a little better about it all. I have taken the no LB to a point, I think.
Thank you again..
JE
A quick hello and good-bye. Our power was off all morning, just coming on when it was time for me to run to town, and now I'm back and leaving again, this time to take AJ to his follow up with the MD.
He's better today, overall. This morning his tongue was swollen and he coughed up some blood when he got up, but he's pretty good right now. We'll see what the doc says, but my money is on at least one more day off.
Maybe he will feel good enough for conortium. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
JE you are doing ok ... I'm way too high on happy right now to make too much sensible comment <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak hope AJ is ok ... chemicals are far to dangerous to be 'male' about it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Give a sisterly hug from me and then conortium hug away a little after <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> no way I write this does it sound good ,,but you know what I mean !! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Ahem - I'll ask again. Did you hear from Aussie?
Why do you think she's hardly here? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Right now she's probably just hovering over her messages, waiting for him to get in touch again. I'm so glad he'll be on R&R for a bit!
AJ is grounded at least till Monday, when he goes back to the doc again. Still no clue what the stuff was. Now they even want to know what he had to eat, in case it somehow reacted with a chemical??????? They are reaching, if you ask me.
Ooops B I wrote in Idjits <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I have been speaking to him this morning. He is still groggy according to him but feeling ok.
Still wandering a bit but thats to be expected ... still only a few scratches and scraps he says <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> .. ok whatever.
I let him hear Mikey gurgling a bit and and that was bit hard to keep it all together but in a happy way sort of, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
A bit hard to have a long conversation as he was all over the place. thats ok. He said he would email later after a 'nap' lol
Oh good. I thought he was around, but didn't see your post. Tell him our prayers are with him.
Thanks B I shall do so.
I feel like I'm on tenderhooks waiting but I have something to wait for now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and 6 or so weeks I would guess of SAFE light duties as well taking us 2 months closer to getting home!! ... if they dont extend their deployment <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Would y'all check out the post by Manipulated 100X and see if you pick up the same creepy vibes that I did?
Edited to add:
If Manipulated 100X is reading this....no, dear, the creepy vibes are not emanating from you. I am very uneasy about your situation.
LC
I have thought about that post Now if it is as the poster states then frankly I feel the H is a predator - might not be a Perpetrator yet ..maybe Neaksis can have a look as well.
But yes creepy .. I feel if genuine she wants someone to actually say it to her but dont know if its the right place .. maybe there is a place for such things to be aired like child protection in the US..I know our DEPT HERE WOULD BE RIGHT ON THIS if we got the report.. we'd at least look at it.
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Boy, I hate my second job. I almost quit in the middle of the night, and just walked out on the spot. The only thing that kept me there was the fact that we really need the money <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />, and that most of the times in my life that I've acted upon an overwhelming impulse, it's turned out to be a bad idea...and by the time I'm 58, I'm supposed to have learned better! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> So I still have 2 jobs, BUT I DON'T HAVE TO LIKE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I did get a compliment from a crabby doctor, but that was only a drop of soothing in my bucket of discontent! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to bed. Maybe I'll have a nice dream. Then again, maybe not! Depends on whether or not my luck holds! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Have happy dreams tl
commune, ONE job, the south NOT too near the ocean, thats sounds nice!!
Aussie is high as a kite on booze so I'm off to bed too. It would not be smart to talk while he's drinking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'd get hot & bothered ... and ..theres no one here to bother me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well if he needs to wind down he not going to wind me up ..lol
Ah that is why he said you are not speaking to him... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I wondered why he said you weren't talking to him. I didn't know anything about the bothering part <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I told him it was because you were too busy out buying weapons of men's destruction, to supplement the mallet and pincers you were going to take to him to keep him marooned a little longer in a safer harbor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Taking care of an invalid is time-consuming, so it's very nice that he's such a grateful invalid.
He had to back to the dr. today for a urine test, hoping it wasn't too late to show if benzene was the contaminant, though it's a little weird that they apparently didn't test anyone else.
She said he is a bit better than yesterday, which is good, and that all his blood test results were within normal limits. If he truly had pneumonia like the Lodi PA tried to say, he would have at least had an elevated WBC count, and he did not. Well, WE already knew that, but I'm glad everybody else knows it now, too.
The Dervish fell asleep on the way home, and just woke up again, so hopefully he goes down before 11:30. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I have videos due by midnight tonight but I don't want to go out in the cold....get in the car and drive nearly 4 miles for the round trip. Just don't wanna do it.
So which is worse? The drive in the cold, or the fines for overdue return? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Lazy or cheap? Decisions, decisions. Personally, I'd have a hard time making up my mind, but would probably go with lazy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Morning everyone!!
Just catching up on Yesterdays posts. I read manipulated thread and I really am not getting a great feeling with this one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I dont think I will post to her, but if she reads here, I will say this. As a survivor of sexual abuse, just what she posts gives me the "willies". I have been on the recieving end of the "special" attention that preditor adults give and it is not so special. Even with quoting the scripts and all that bs. NO adult of the opposite sex or same sex for that matter should be left alone with a young child, especially one from a dysfunctional home! Children look for attention and affection in an innocent way in that instance and he seems to be right there to fill the bill.
YUCK...I really hope that I am wrong on this, but either way to help another and sacrifice not only yourself, but your family too is not Gods way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Ok rant done. Thats why I dont post alot to those types of threads as I tend to be judgemental and get alittle angry and overprotective.
So when we moving? It is 2 degrees outside and I have to get to work soon. I am ready for warm, ocean or not at this point. LOL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Everyone have a great day!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
JE
Had a good time watching the fireworks last night, We all went up into the hills and found a PERFECT spot overlooking the city. Nice big flat rock like a platform ..as the sun went down it was so lovley..a orange red sunset.. and the rock of course was nice & warm.
Fireworks were great and we had a great view along with great music Synchronised with teh fireworks.
did I mention the rock was warm?
yes very warm
Just ask the 6 dugite snakes that curled up under our chairs !! Have to be 5 ft or more ..maybe they enjoyed the fireworks too??? lol
DD & DS have been talking to Aussie as have I ..of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> he had to go for something called 'real' food lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How is all?
I dont think I will post to her, but if she reads here, I will say this. As a survivor of sexual abuse, just what she posts gives me the "willies".
I'm kind of thinking you should post to her. Just briefly. Let her know why her husband's behaviors make you squiffy. Do you recognize them as things that happened to you, either before, during, or after your molestation? She seems to be in a much more contemplative mood right now, not accepting exactly, but at least open to the idea that something more is wrong than she originally was willing to consider.
You might be able to help. At the very least, I don't think it would hurt.
t&l
Poor lady. It is hard enough contemplating the possibility of your H having an A with a grown woman.
Thnd,
I posted on there,was hard to write. But now it doesnt show up there?? what the heck?
Not sure I can type that again...
JE
Ask Neak what went wrong with your post. She's the Idiotville Head of I.T.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm useless as a source of technological information. However, if it's too difficult to deal with again, that's OK, too.
t&l, who is now an hour or so from the culminating fulfillment of all the week's dreams, every week--Friday night bedtime! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As soon as I made the previous post, I saw that you'd just successfully posted to Manipulated. Thanks for the brave effort. Somewhere, some little kid is going to be fortunate that you did.
t&l
Thanks and I hope that she takes this inside herself and does what is best for the children. I had typed a little more things in the first post, but just couldnt do that again.
The thought makes me sick to my stomach, that some child out there is living what I did.
Wishing I had the xray vision to see all the sickos out there and a great big gun.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Thank you again for kinda letting me know what I should have done in the first place. I just hate stepping on toes and triggering others. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
JE
Time for a little fun...
I look at the bottom of the page and see 36 registered viewers and 55 anon. users....I feel like I am being watched...(turns head slowly to look behind her)
Anyone who is watching that belongs in this Lonely hearts club band, we dont bite (well usually dont) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Way to much caffeine for JE today.
Must think about no caffeine drinks... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Right now the ratio is only 11R/17U. Even if you avoid the caffeine, *spooky voice* somebody's always watching!
I am so not the right person to ask about lost posts. Mine go missing all the time, especially the long ones. Any time I have typed something very long or very important, I always highlight the text and copy it, so that if it gets lost in transit I can just paste it again. It has saved me several times.
{{{{{JE}}}}}}
Copy it to where? Do you mean just "save" it in your mouse? Whatever you're doing could've been handy to me on more than one occasion, too.
t&l
P.S. Don't know if we'll see you at the potluck. Sing well. Wish I could hear you. Wanna sing with Neaksis and me next week? It's our turn. I realize we don't usually start thinking about what to do until Friday night or Saturday morning, but a little premature contemplation once in awhile can't be TOO bad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
One of these days, I'll have to drop by and hear you sing.
SS
If I ever had time, I'd still like to make a CD with the girls. It's really not that expensive, surprisingly enough.
So much to do; if I only had time, only had time...
Dreams to puruse; if I only had time, only time.
t&l
[color:"blue"] White coral bells upon a slender stalk
Lilies of the valley by my garden walk
Oh, don't you wish that you could hear them ring
That will happen only when the fairies sing [/color]
I learned that song in elementary/primary school.
You wanna be on the CD? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi all
been emailing & talking to Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
funny thing, every time its a serious matter .. apparently there's 'interference' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
so everything is very light which is maybe good - especially as he wont discuss anything else. Or anyone, brother, sister, mum, dad, dd or ds & especially me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
men <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
oh well thats life.
hey did you ever get to hear my DD sing? I did send the clips because I'm a doting mum
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Well, I don't know why you would want me on the CD....I am not sure of the quality of my voice although I know I am relieved that God merely requires that I sing and make a joyful noise.
I suppose Aussie is just being male....You know their bodies get all full of preposterone and they get preposterous ideas then.
I've never heard it called "preposterone" before, but I love it!! That's better than my "testy-tosterone" any day of the week. I'll have to save it up for the next time one of the males in the family annoys me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I can't WAIT. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Cinders that is the BEST description I've ever heard lol
He;s pretty preposterone right now, well ....
most of the time.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Preposterone is a hormone men have. Most doctor's are men and they don't know about this yet. But ask any woman and she can tell you. It is a toxic chemical which gives men preposterous ideas - especially ideas of grandiosity and perfection and terminal correctness. Anyway, it builds up in their bodies to this toxic level. When they reach the toxic level, they go into mental pause.
The bottom of page 3????
It is my studied opinion that either males build their preposterone to toxic levels shortly after birth, or that perhaps in some cases the mental pause occurs first.
Neaksis says my dream wasn't very Christian. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> But it was pretty funny. Serves her right for pretending to become a Christian just to be able to insinuate herself closer to us! Or maybe I just need to stop eating banana bread at bedtime.
Definitely I need to tie the Dervish to his bed. I still can't believe him!!!! *whiny voice* "But Mommy, whyyyyyyyyy tan't I watch Majik Skoolbus? Why tan't I? Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Because it's the blasted middle of the night, that's why!!!!!!!!!!!
Even this morning, he was still whining about it.
Hey guys! This is the first chance I've had to view MB in oh, what, a month? Anyway, not that I can do any catch-ups, but Flard says Montana is getting closer, and thats about all I know.
Everything is going well here on the home-front! I live right on Puget sound, a beautiful 3-story house with two awesome roommates about 25 minutes from the Capitol. Tons and tons of rain, but the sky is finally clearing today, what a relief! I finally got smart as well and brought my laptop to the Senate Fiscal committee <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I sit on this committee, and then brief the Senator I work for on what is going on with the budget and who is getting money and what for. Joys! I really hate it but at the same time I am learning so much about the budget and there are some generalized areas I find interesting. Today, they are going over pensions for firefighters and police people. Oh, and the Nursing Legislative Day was today, and I got a free lapel pen. But the Library Lobbyists did a lot better! I got free pizza outta them!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I forgot lunch, so it was a blessing.
Flard says the divorce should be official in a week or two, if you didn't already know that.
Well, I need to push off, so take care!
Love,
Jen
gellnjen - We are soooooooo proud of you. Imagine, one of us in government!!!!!
The last time I talked to Flard was about 1-1/2 wks. ago, and he was busy and didn't want to stay and chat. And I've been busy and haven't been able to call him back, especially now that my cell phone made it across the lake to Neaksis' house and hasn't found its way back yet. I'll have to call him up and see what he's got to say for himself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hope your bedroom isn't on the THIRD floor! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> This 2-story house is plenty high enough for me, with sufficient going up and down stairs. If there were a 3rd story on it, somehow I doubt I'd be doing much of importance on that top floor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Neak, your sister needs to tell HER dream on this thread, and get it analyzed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm dying to know what it means, although all I can remember of it at this point was the tyrannosaurus she'd trained to eat M&Ms out of the toilet. Weird psyche that girl has. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Or were you sharing banana bread at bedtime? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I wish I had dreams like that!
My dreams are not even worth remembering. I'm always lost somewhere, or on a bus without money, etc. Mine are all very mundane and tiring.
gellnjen - We are soooooooo proud of you. Imagine, one of us in government!!!!!
Yes, and we expect things to start improving right away now, too, since this is so! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Do we have your new address? If we do, I surely couldn't tell you where it went. Maybe you could email it to somebody, and they could share.
Keep governing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, T&L - you know they just don't put ANYONE in charge of running things..........
Yeah, that's probably why you and I aren't personally in charge. The men just didn't want to be overwhelmed and intimidated by too much wisdom and competence!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> The more I think about it, the more I'm sure that's the reason. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hey, will someone please come over and take the kinks out of my neck?
Please.
Don't you live somewhere far away? How long would our arms have to be to do THAT?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> And I'm not sure how effective cyber-de-kinking of the neck would be, anyway. You'd be better off making friends with a local chiropractor! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> As someone who has, for about 10 years, suffered the consequences of a whiplash which occurred during an unfortunate meeting with a drunk driver, I can certainly offer you sympathy. Whatever use that is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
A friend from work emailed me this today. Would it be considered "colorist" if I admitted we're both brunettes? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Well, we used to be brunettes. Now she's a "restored" brunette, and I'm an unrepentant salt and pepper.
THE BLONDE COOKBOOK
MONDAY:
It's fun to cook for Tom. Today I made angel food cake. The recipe said beat 12 eggs separately. The neighbors were nice enough to lend me some extra bowls.
TUESDAY:
Tom wanted fruit salad for supper. The recipe said to serve without dressing. So I didn't dress. What a surprise when Tom brought a friend home for supper.
WEDNESDAY:
A good day for rice. The recipe said wash thoroughly before steaming the rice. It seemed kind of silly but I took a bath anyway. I can't say it improved the rice any.
THURSDAY:
Today Tom asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It said prepare ingredients, then toss on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving. Tom asked me why I was rolling around in the garden.
FRIDAY:
I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said put the ingredients in bowl and beat it. There must have been something wrong with this Recipe. When I got back, everything was the same as when I left.
SATURDAY:
Tom did the shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress it for Sunday (oh boy). For some reason, Tom keeps counting to ten.
SUNDAY:
Tom's folks came to dinner. I wanted to serve roast, but all I had was hamburger. Suddenly I had a flash of genius. I put the hamburger into the oven and set the controls for roast. It still came out hamburger, much to my disappointment.
GOOD NIGHT DEAR DIARY. This has been a very exciting week. I am eager for tomorrow to come so I can try out a new recipe on Tom. If I can talk Tom into buying a bigger oven, I would like to surprise him with Chocolate Moose.
t&l
BWAHHHA BWAHHHA ohhhhhhh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
JE is peeing in her pants....darn <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Ah, the chiropractor is my friend.
Since I got adjusted this evening, I feel better. Going to work tomorrow will probably undo it....tension/stress.
Since I'm doing ok w/ that, please come wash my dishes. I'll bake you some cookies.
My computer has not been going online since yesterday, so I sneaked on just long enough to say hi. Hi!
Neaksis, call us................
Good news for Neak (I hope), after she submitted a query to a publisher about her 2nd book. The publisher of her first book wanted her to take all the angels out of the 2nd, and everybody who's read it said, "Absolutely not!" At least this interest in reviewing her manuscript means I don't have to worry about self-publishing just yet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Dear Neak,
Thank you for the query you sent in December. I'm interested in looking at the full manuscript, assuming that you're sure R&H won't take it in a form you would be comfortable with. I'm very careful not to take material from a R&H author unless they have explored all options and Pacific Press is the best last resort.
I'm intrigued by what you said about fiction after looking at our guidelines. It must be misleading because we have always been interested in biblical fiction. I have attempted to discourage fiction submissions that have nothing to do with Christianity because in the past we got considerable amounts of it, and it was wasting our time. But I need to reword the guidelines to encourage authors like you to send things our way. I would have loved to publish the Malchus book.
Feel free to be in touch any time.
Blessings,
Tim
FANTASIC NEWS!!
SO glad for you neak and all your family actually as they all seem to so enjoy the book creation process!!
So the first publisher wanted you to take reference to angels out of a Christian fiction book?
Oh, How silly of me…$$$$$$
Of course just need to remove reference to JESUS, God AND the angels and any hint of actual religion and it’s the purrrrrrrrfect book for them to publish!!! Lol
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Well, they WERE willing to leave in the references to Jesus (it was about Him, after all). And God was OK, too. But those pesky angels.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SO glad for you neak and all your family actually as they all seem to so enjoy the book creation process!!
I'm not sure she's enjoying the book creation process THIS week as she does the final read-through and makes the last corrections and additions. Next week, she'll probably enjoy it because it will be done. Lucky me. I inherit her kids for the day so she can work. "Come, children, Noah has a special treat for you today. You can do your schoolwork in the car while we drive around and do my errands! Won't THAT be fun?"
As far as the rest of us, our primary contribution is to read the chapters as they spill from her fertile brain; nag her to hurry when she doesn't produce them in a sufficiently-timely manner to suit us; and then, to make spontaneous and unsolicited suggestions for correction and improvement! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Which suggestions she actually takes with very good grace, even when she shoots our ideas down (sometimes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />), and insists on doing it her way just because she's the one writing the book. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Why shouldn't the family enjoy it, when there's no genuine effort being expended on OUR part, and all the
real labor belongs to someone else? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I've been hoping the reason you've been scarce lately was because you were able to have lots of cyber-visiting with Aussie--although what's left to visit about with so many topics off-limits, I couldn't imagine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I understand I'm going to get to hear some singing, but I haven't yet. Maybe when I return the little darlings to their nest this afternoon
someone (who will have had HOURS of kid-free time) will be able to play it for me.
It's months old now, and probably stale as all get-out, but I never did tell you about our adventures the last day in Hawaii. Does anybody still want to hear that or is it too "yesterday"? And are we ready for another story? There's still Kewpie's Kriminal Kaleidoscope <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, but as far as I'm concerned, just playing around with the topic du jour is fine, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Whither midst falling dew?
t&l
well yes it has been very much a IM back & forth - or fifth maybe- and the topics were light most of the time being that I'm sure every thing said is examined, poked at and probably laughed at by some innocuous gray bureaucrat - like me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> -
but someone has to live a half life dont they?
Mikey is growing & moving rapidly .. everything goes into his mouth to try out - he knows what keeps him happy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The IM is not for long hes spening a lot of time doing physio stretching the bits healing over & its hard at work to keep mind on the job, Mikey & Law-rence of where ever at the same time.
Go on tell us about the Island delights -- hey I went here long ago on our belated honeymoon but I was prego & sick ..but Aussie had a good time visiting the Arizona and other sites <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Tales! We want Tales! Especially tales of exotic places.....and any where other than work is exotic.
Is prison exotic enough for you?
t&l
well ..??????
tapping foot waiting for the story ...............
waving madly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Sitting on the side of the highway waiting to catch speeding drivers,
a State police officer sees a car puttering along at 22 MPH. He thinks to himself,
"This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!"
So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over.
Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies -- two in the front seat and three in the back -- wide-eyed and white as ghosts.
The driver, obviously confused, says to him, "Officer, I don't understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?"
"Ma'am," the officer replies, "you weren't speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers."
"Slower than the speed limit? No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly 22 miles an hour!", the old woman says a bit proudly.
The officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that "22" was the highway number, not the speed limit.
A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out her error.
"But before I let you go, ma'am, I have to ask, is everyone in this car okay?
These women seem awfully shaken and they haven't muttered a
single peep this whole time," the officer asks
"Oh, they'll be all right in a minute officer.
We just got off Highway 119."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
[color:"blue"] "We all get heavier as we get older because there's a lot
more information in our heads."
So... I'm not fat, I'm just really intelligent and my head
couldn't hold anymore so it started filling up the rest of
me!
That's my story and I'm sticking to it. [/color]<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, resident [censored]
Well, I'm working on having a better night life. I laid in bed last night for hours trying to picture how you would train dynosaurs to eat M&M's out of the toilet (hoping I would dream about them).
Gosh I'm tired today.
Well B
no wonder ... you probably actually need to eat some M&M's BEFORE you go to bed to get in the dream mood!!!
Maybe a LOT of them.
TL, I still wanna know the 'prison' story ??? Hmmmmm??
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm working on having a better night life. I laid in bed last night for hours trying to picture how you would train dynosaurs to eat M&M's out of the toilet (hoping I would dream about them).
Gosh I'm tired today.
Funny you should day that...
I got up this morning a bit ealier because it was raining outside and I needed to drive my DD to the bus stop for school. Anyways, as I was standing at the commode, I looked down at the floor and noticed the big red and purple plastic T-Rex staring up at me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
My 3YO boy has finally gotten potty trained and last night before his bath he sat down and placed his dinosaur next to the commode and left it there.
Kids are so cool.
FN
Well, I'm working on having a better night life. I laid in bed last night for hours trying to picture how you would train dynosaurs to eat M&M's out of the toilet (hoping I would dream about them).
I'm thinking you'd either need a really LARGE toilet, or some very small dinosaurs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
We could loan you Neaksis' kids for a day or so. It seems to work for
her. Or you can just try pizza and peppers at bedtime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
>Or you can just try pizza and peppers at bedtime.
Mole enchiladas, Believer! Or Mole Chicken....had that at my wedding dinner.
The dreams were great that night.....................
as I was standing at the commode, I looked down at the floor and noticed the big red and purple plastic T-Rex staring up at me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Did you check your cupboards? Are you missing any M&Ms? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Hi, FourthNail. Welcome to the feminine hygiene products aisle. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I've seen your posts and wondered what your name meant. So, now that you've popped in, what
does it mean?
Mole enchiladas, Believer! Or Mole Chicken....had that at my wedding dinner.
The dreams were great that night.....................
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It was your
wedding night!!!!!!!!!! Are you sure it was the Mole enchiladas and Mole chicken that did it?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well.............................................
Its....just....well....(blushing).......I KNOW BELIEVER LOVES MEXICAN FOOD!
It's worth a shot, eh? I mean even if good mexican food doesn't = great dreams, at least she had a good dinner!
(hehe)
as I was standing at the commode, I looked down at the floor and noticed the big red and purple plastic T-Rex staring up at me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Did you check your cupboards? Are you missing any M&Ms? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Hi, FourthNail. Welcome to the feminine hygiene products aisle. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I've seen your posts and wondered what your name meant. So, now that you've popped in, what
does it mean?
First off, it feels kinda weird posting in a feminine hygiene thread, but these ARE weird times.
A few years back my pastor gave a sermon on how Jesus built a bridge between man and God with two wooden planks and three rusty nails. In that, he mentioned that had those nails not been there, his love for us would have kept him on the cross. Therefore, I... am the fourth nail.
I also named my graphics company 3 Nails Graphics and FN's been my screen name for years.
...and knowing is half the battle!
FN
Believer, since it's that rotten Neaksis' fault for ever bringing up the dream with the M&M-eating dinosaurs (although she never did get around to the part of escaping from something or other, and having to leave the dogs behind--but she could still take the dinosaur? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />), she's really the one responsible for your fatigue. I think she should have to come over to your house, as soon as she's done making blackberry cheesecake for the church potluck tomorrow, and clean and cook for you now that you're all worn out. No lengua, though. I don't think it would taste so good after the cook looked at it in the pot, and threw up on it. (Honestly, those delicate vegetarians! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
AW, I'll get to it, but probably not this afternoon. I've got to balance my checkbook, make a deposit in the bank, pay bills, and at least wash dishes. I'll tell you about my last day in HI, and then we can move on to another story. Luckily for me, this one isn't quite so introspective, and I can stay out of that dang shark-infested Pool, but it's every bit as convoluted and confusing...and I still don't really know what happened, and might even have to fear for my life if I tried to find out.
t&l
Oopsie! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> How much over-weening self-esteem do you have to have to think what you say is so important it has to be posted twice? I have NO idea how I did that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
>gazorninplat
Are you certain this is spelled right?
I want blackberry cheesecake.
FN--That's a very nice word picture of the cross. I can see why you like it. Considering how many of us there have been in this world's history, it's a whopping big nail, isn't it?
Don't worry about the feminine hygiene products label. 1st, it doesn't really mean anything significant. Pep gave it that name once long ago after I made a teasing comment to my daughter, Neak, about her not needing feminine hygiene products or prophylactics when I got to the store, now that she was pregnant again. I was just glad she didn't name it the prophylactics thread, especially since the name was left so long that now it can't be changed any more and we're stuck with it!! Even after the baby died and the pregnancy ended, the name has remained. What can I say? It's an eye-catcher, anyway. 2nd, there are other men who post here. SS is on vacation right now. A_D got divorced and doesn't come around so much any more. Aussie, 2Long, and Lemonman have posted, that I can remember. I'm sure SS feels lonely and would be glad to have a little additional testosterone added to the mix, to dilute all this free-floating estrogen around here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I don't know what's going on in this thread, but I know I spent last night trying to conjure up a T-Rex by the toilet, and today 4th Nail found one!!!!!!!!!
How do you explain THAT?
Your kid's have outgrown their T-Rex's?
I think I have 1 I can send ya!
And Sonic is giving them away in their Happy Meals right now. (really....red ones)
Believer heading to Sonic for a Happy Meal................
Maybe a prop will help.
well its nice to have a good dream of T rex's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
of course I can THINK of better things to dream about !!
On a more serious note sort of .. it was a bit wierd talking to Aussie last few days. It feels at times like talking to a stranger and that freaks me out a bit.
Its not supposed to be this freaky is it? maybe its a baby related thing. or me, or him.
anyway it was bit strange. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'm aiming for T-Rex's tonight in my dreams. Mine are so boring and frustrating - I need a change.
AW - Of course it would be strange talking to Aussie. Sheesh, you haven't talked to him in ages! But we have to teach you to do the cyber-sex thing. Don't ask me how it's done, but it seems like lots of folks do it.
Be sure your T-rex has enough bus money!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Wouldn't want him to get stranded on the way to the store to buy M&Ms.
I'm with AW in finding 15 men in a hospital ward a somewhat inhibiting audience. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l, hoping for some dreamless sleep tonight
T&L - Haha. That would be my dream - no bus money for the T-Rex.
Then the T-rex would eat the bus driver, who strangely resembled M&Ms. Man, Neaksis' T-rex seems to have an oddly one-track mind, doesn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t7l
>gazorninplat
Are you certain this is spelled right?
It's from one of his comedy monologues about the infinite numbers of monkeys given an infinite amount of typewriters, paper, and stuff, plus an infinite amount of time in which to work, and gazorninplat was in the punchline. It's always cracked me up, even if I made up the spelling of it phonetically, myself.
I want blackberry cheesecake.
Tomorrow morning at the Escalon California Seventh-day Adventist Church potluck. Visitors get to eat first so you have a good chance of getting a serving before the locusts hit the line. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
My, you don't have much to say, especially considering you are one of the main subjects of this thread.
Neaksis
Whats wrong with babies???
they are SO cute when they are asleep !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I have a sleepy one here if you want to practice some more - though I really dont think you need it lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm guessing that either her babysitting job for the weekend fell through, and she's disappointed, or else the baby arrived and has turned out to be a lot of hassle, and she's disappointed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I guess I'll find out at church.
Just so long as she's not so disappointed that she forgets the cheesecake... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It came. It cried. It hassled. Neaksis is sounding a bit bleary-eyed this morning, after most of the night spent awake with a squalling infant. No wonder its parents needed a weekend of respite care. So will Neaksis, by Sunday night! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Kay is a meth baby with a digestive system problem. She doesn't DO sleep.
Oh, and believer, I dreamed I was defeating a gang of num-chuk(sp?) wielding vandals at a school while running back and forth to check on the baby. I remeber thinking, "But I don't even know how to use these. Oh, well!"
I also dreamed that my mother and I went on a really, REALLY wild roller coaster at Disneyland. While there we saw the police arresting a man who had a dose of wet pot, and, as everyone knows it will, it had made him suicidal. We found the quaint little shop where he had purchased it from and the knick-knack with the hidden compartment. Last I remember we were on our way to rat them out. Actually, I do remember being embarrased that my older brother wouldn't get out of the pond by the log ride. He was looking for gold deposits.
I wish I had dreams like yours. Mine continue to be boring.
I don't even remember mine these days. Once in a blue moon perhaps. I miss good dreams.
The poor little mite
Meth babies are really fussy. They cry this real high-pitched scream and seem to wince when hurting.
They are also very hard to calm. It always breaks my heart to hear the little ones hurt.
However we don't take them off the mums here unless very very bad. I've seen both good & bad come out of that policy.
But the dreams ... nope none like that.. just mundane happy families dreaming here!! lol
AW - you and I should both be in bed!
yes we are naughty!! lol
but I have an excuse
Mikey is restless and as luck would have it is right now WIDE AWAKE!!!
Isnt THAT exciting ..not <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I have met Kay. All descriptions are justified. She sleeps in 15-second bursts.
BTW, Neaksis is the Ernest Hemingway of the feminine hygiene products aisle.
the ERNEST HEMINGWAY of the feminine hygiene products aisle.......you mean there were no good female writers to be considred.....why couldn't she be the Maya Angelou of the aisle?
.why couldn't she be the Maya Angelou of the aisle?
Not wordy enough. Makes too much sense. Is insufficiently impressed with her own profundity. Other than that, no reason! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l (not Maya Angelou's biggest fan, in case it was too hard reading between the lines! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
ok, what about Danielle Steele
Jacqueline Susann
Lucy Maude Montomery
Jean Craighead George
Mary Wollestonecraft
Ayn Rand
Neaksis wouldn't mind being Lucy Maud Montgomery. Shoot, she'd like to be Anne of Green Gables, and absolutely LOVED Prince Edward Island.
Neaksis and Hemingway--terse. Spare. Spartan.
t&l
my d reminded me very much of Anne when she was little. VERY MUCH. And she is still an individualist.
not Margaret Mitchell
or
Louisa Alcott ??????
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Actually, I do remember being embarrased that my older brother wouldn't get out of the pond by the log ride. He was looking for gold deposits.
Neakbro is an obsessive gold miner. Now that he has his double degrees from Berkeley in physics and computer science he wants to buy another dredge and go out and spend his time underwater in various California and Oregon rivers, hunting for gold. For this he needed a degree? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
And he
would look for gold deposits in the log pond by the ride, long before he'd actually go on the ride itself. THAT dream wasn't so far off from reality!.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Louisa Alcott ?????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think Neaksis wouldn't mind being compared to Louisa May Alcott, or at least to one of her heroines. She's an old-fashioned girl at heart. Anybody else here a frustrated antiquarian, born in the wrong century, pining for the beautiful "olden days"? But unwilling to relinquish one's appliances, either... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
ah yes
when men were MEN and women were too!! lol
Well maybe also the Baroness Orczy you think .. the Scarlet Pimpernel ??
They seek him here, they seek him there,
Those Frenchies seek him everywhere.
Is he in heaven?
—Is he in h3ll?
That dammed, elusive Pimpernel.''
— Lord Sir Percy Blakeney (The Pimpernel)
{ oh for goodnss sakes I know I know ..lets NOT encourage him PLEASE )
no we were, are gentle creatures who flutter eyes and wave fans and admire our men while they ride of merrily to disaster in the Napoleonic wars or at the charge of the light brigade, or the Indian Mutiny, or the Zulu's or the Civil War or Little Big Horn or the Boer War or ... Mmmmmmmmm
Good God Aussie would be in his seventh Heaven ... unless of course you went back further and let him have Attila sacking the Roman Empire or Genghis Khan or Charlemaine or the Spartans at Thermopylae ..now THAT would be his paradise!!
maybe we could do without a FEW things then? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
you think .. the Scarlet Pimpernel ??
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Are you thinking he might've been one of Aussie's
ancestors? A pre-immigration, 18th-century, swashbuckling performer of derring-do, sort of a Scarlet Aussienel? What a scary thought! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It
would explain a lot, though, wouldn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Isn't it frightening??
but it would explain his brother, and his nibs and ...OMG my sons !!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm putting another knot in my tubes!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The Scarlet Pimpernel is my hero!
I enjoyed the book, too, although I did think it was very funny how every other page she kept saying some version of "so if nothing else she could at least die in his arms" and other such romantic drivel.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I hate that kind of drivel.......
Watching the Super Bowl tonight - very boring game - took my knitting and knitted right through it....I saw the fake commercial for Fabio hair care products which turneed out to be a commercial for something else.
My favorite commercial was the colt pulling the Budwieser wagon which was actually being pushed by an adult Clydesdale.
Now, now. Let's not be so hard on romantic drivel. There'd be a lot less of the "arts" without it! Poets out of business. Hallmark bankrupt. Barnes and Noble, a small corner store selling pamphlets. Brittney Spears, an unemployed waitress. And Danielle Steele? Never heard of her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The day we came home from Hawaii, I didn't want to have anything go wrong, or have any difficulties at the airport. So we got up plenty early, ate all the leftovers in the fridge, and then the men sat around and looked decorative while I finished getting things squirreled away in the suitcases. We'd traveled over with smaller suitcases packed into larger ones, so that we'd have extra space to haul home all our loot. I can't go to Hawaii without bringing home, to the impatient and ravening hordes, sufficient Maui onion and chocolate-covered macadamia nuts (NOT the same nut! Blech. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />), li hing muis and li hing powder, Maui onion and papaya seed dressings, and who-knows-what else. I've had to buy suitcases in the Ala Moana shopping center at least twice in order to get everything home, and quite frankly I don't need any more suitcases, so this time I went prepared. I'd made piles of stuff the night before and divided up the purchases fairly equally, or so I thought, so that this time when the airline person picked them up, nobody would get a hernia. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Even so, they felt pretty doggone heavy to me by the time we hauled them out to the car and HP hoisted them inside. We got to the airport in plenty of time, picked up our 2 cases of pre-inspected pineapples we'd purchased at the Dole Pineapple Plantation a couple days before, and then I left HP and my dad by the check-in, with all the luggage, while I went and returned the car.
When I got back HP had the 4 suitcases, the carry-on luggage, and the pineapples all loaded onto a little push cart and we entered the zoo. Had trouble getting the boarding passes printed up, which took a little time, but fairly soon we were able to get into the seething line of humanity, and slowly work our way towards the check-in. Finally we arrived, and, as we were told, placed our luggage on the scale. Only then did anybody say, "You have to go through the agricultural inspection before you can check these in." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I protested that our pineapples were pre-inspected, only to be told that it wasn't the pineapples. Everything had to be inspected. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> So HP hauled a couple hundred pounds of luggage (give or take a ton) off the scale and hustled it back onto the cart so we could weasel our way through the crowd to stand in the long line in front of the agricultural inspectors. When we got to the inspectors, guess what? They wanted the suitcases to go on a conveyor belt, which meant HP got to take them off the cart and lift them up onto the belt, then hurry around to the other end so he could load them all back on the cart again.
Back to the check-in line again. This time when we got to the front of the line, we couldn't seem to actually get to the desk. The people kept calling (by name) people behind us in the line, who then walked around in front of us and left us standing uselessly at the head of the line. We waited through a good half hour of this, and I was starting to get worried about getting through the checkpoints in time to make the flight. Finally, I went up and asked somebody, "Is anybody ever going to pay any attention to us here before we miss our flight?" Oh, yes, sorry--somebody would be right with us! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And they were--only 15 to 20 minutes later. So HP put the suitcases on the scale again, only to be told that they had to be moved to another scale a few feet away. I thought he was going to blow a gasket that time, and am surprised that the steam coming out of his ears didn't cause serious burns to the airline employee who told him that...but he (silently--how else would a Clam do this, anyway) put the stuff back on the cart and moved it again. The two larger suitcases turned out to be overweight. Did I want to repack them? NO, I DID NOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So they decided to let one go as is, I hurriedly paid an extra $25 for the other, and then HP was told to put them back on the cart and we could take them over to the x-ray machine for the final inspection. Boy, was he cross by then, and I didn't really blame him, heavy as those suckers were.
By now, it's getting very close to boarding time, and I was really worried about not making the flight--especially since we'd moved out of our living quarters, turned in our car, and used up our money!! So I said, "Here, I'll take these over and turn them in. You take my dad and start for the departure gate. If I don't get there in time, just be sure you get on the plane and let me be responsible for getting myself home. " I figured if something went wrong,it was better off to have me stranded in my own home town, than either of them in unfamiliar territory. And off they went, while I waited in yet another line. I really hate lines!
Once I saw the suitcases make it through the x-ray machine, I started off for the departure gate, approximately 17 parsecs into the next galaxy. Since I hadn't brought a coat along, I'd dressed in several layers so I'd be warm enough once we got back to Sacramento and the rain. It worked well once we got to Sacramento, too; I was pleased with my plan. But in Honolulu, it was a layer or 2 too many, especially considering how fast and how far I had to walk. Through the checkout. One more agricultural inspection. Down walkways and halls in that lovely humid, tropic weather. By the time I arrived at the gate just minutes before the scheduled flight time, huffing and puffing like the Little Engine that Almost Couldn't, my face a red to rival the most vibrant hibiscus, I was hot enough to melt.
A-N-D. T-H-E-Y. W-E-R-E. N-O-T. T-H-E-R-E. Everybody else was already on board, so I didn't have any trouble getting fast attention at the desk (for a nice change of pace!). Nobody remembered seeing them. They called into the plane and had somebody check their seats. Empty. I knew I hadn't passed them on the way, so they must've taken the shuttle bus to make it easier for my dad, but no one knew where the shuttle was, and when it would arrive. I spent several minutes in frantic dashing back and forth between the desk and the curb before I finally went back and said, "I don't know that they're going to make it, and I can't leave without them. If we miss this flight, are there any others today that we might take?" Well, yes, we could go to Los Angeles a little later, which was better than across the ocean, but still on the wrong end of the state. We had finally settled on San Jose as our next best option, when the shuttle drove up and out strolled HP and GP. Well, they started to stroll, but the pace picked up considerably when I whipped out the cattle prod and started "encouraging" them to step up the pace. Those shrill, high-pitched cries...were they from them, or from me? Who knew? Who cared? But we scuttled onto the plane, strapped ourselves in, and almost immediately the engines started revving up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And THAT is why HP said he'd never go back to Hawaii again if we took more than one suitcase! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> If I'd known that there was going to be another juvenile screamer on this flight, too, I would've worried less about missing the blasted thing; but unfortunately by the time it worked itself into full and unfettered expression of its distate for the journey, we were out over open water and I couldn't escape.
Well, I see somebody new has gone on the monitor. I should go and find out if this somebody is for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> It's terrible to be expected to WORK just because I'm getting paid! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
how rude tl
EXPECTING YOU TO ACTUALLY WORK... DOESN'T TURNING UP COUNT !!!
some people ! lol hehehehe
when we travelled in the distant past <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> and bought lots of things we packed them in tea cheats - yes plywood chests they send tea around the world in - home as luggage to the outlaws - mum & dad haha - who picked them up and held them for us- Aussie said he wasn't a 'bloody pack horse woman' hahaha always could buy what I wanted then hehe
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I made chicken - marinated in white wine & garlic - steaks wrapped in bacon and grilled them with some goat cheese and parsley on top ...yummy
I had 2, DD had 2, Mikey sucked on a bit of one, but DS had ... 8 and is still hungry!!!! Then had a bowl of soup a loaf of damper bread ... unbelievable <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
so, what is with this being on page 3. I, too have traveled with my stuff in a suitcase inside a larger one then returned with 2 filled suitcases.
Must keep off page two.
It was many years before I learned that matched luggage wasn't paper bags all from the same grocery store.
Did you ever stop to think that maybe we're boring people, and that's why we keep sliding off the edge of the abyss? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It was many years before I learned that matched luggage wasn't paper bags all from the same grocery store.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> That Neak! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What am I going to do with that girl? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Will there be a family secret left by the time she gets done here? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I fear not...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It was many years before I learned that matched luggage wasn't paper bags all from the same grocery store.
That Neak! What am I going to do with that girl? Will there be a family secret left by the time she gets done here? I fear not...
t&l
What you mean they aren't???? oh dear ... that would explain so much <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I figured if something went wrong,it was better off to have me stranded in my own home town, than either of them in unfamiliar territory.
Not to belabor anything about poor Grandpa, but after you've told how he was a missionary there for so many years, I feel it only fair to point out that these days, for him, everywhere is unfamiliar territory. (Even my bedroom, as it turns out. "Is this the other end of the house, or am I in China?") But last week at church, one of his old students came up to chat with him, and was pleasantly surprised to find that he still recalled every moment of the good ol' days.
Neaksis, AJ got you a sample thing for your bathroom. It's in a bag....somewhere. In the front area, maybe?
Today's awwwwww moment: while the baby slept next to AJ, the Dervish kept pulling out its feet and looking at them, because they were so tyoot. "I never see baby feet afore..."
Time for a commune update.
Maybe, just maybe it won't be Montana after all.
How do y'all feel about Oklahoma?
This is not entirely out of the blue. (A pun, you will see.) Ever since our anniversary trip to St. Louis, AJ has had his eye set on the flight missionary program. We met the head of Adventist World Aviation, & AJ spent a long time talking with him, then went back several more times while I was busy (not) signing books.
I forgot, but he had already gotten his flight books back in March, but he threw himself back into studying after that, and began taking sporadic flight lessons as soon as he was working enough to be able to afford them once in a while. Once in a great while.
Moving to Montana certainly didn't mean he was giving up on this, and he was going to find an airport out there where he could continue his flight lessons.
A few days ago I started thinking that maybe we should at least give OK a cyber-glance, since that is where his tribe is from, and a few days ago he started thinking that, as long as we were moving anyway, it might not hurt to investigate the area of OK near the training facility, praying all the while.
There are some nice houses, not quite as nice or as big as the Plentywood ones, but cheaper to make up for it. Oh, it is in Blackwell, a tiny town but bigger than Plentywood. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
The tornados would be a downside for some of us, and a drawing card for others. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Nothing is for sure right now, but we will have to decide something soon, as we would be going - somewhere ??? - to look at houses in about 1 1/2-2 weeks. I don't care one way or the other; I just want SOMETHING to be for sure.
Well, I must go feed Neaksis' oldest (she is having an overnight respite), so that when he tells her I didn't feed him, it will be a lie. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
If I have time later, I will post a few links for houses.
Are you sure you don't want to come to Texas?
Texas is nice, but it's just so big! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Houses and land are cheap, cheap, cheap in the Hill Country, tho...and you'd have a built in baby sitter...ME!
*smooch* since they don't have a smoochy emoticon.
In OK, at least we'd be closer than now.
Do they have tornados in the hill country?????
Honey...if you are in the middle strip of the US, they've got tornados.
It's something you live with, kwim? I've lived in Texas all my life and have never seen one....but am always prepared. It's like living at the coast...you are prepped for a hurricane. Or Cali, you know what to do when the ground starts shakin (and if truth be told, I think that's a helluva lot scarier than a twister any ol'day!).
We've been having lots of small tornados in Cali.
I saw my very first funnel cloud a few weeks ago.
>I saw my very first funnel cloud a few weeks ago.
You're one up on me, and I've lived here for 35 years.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So much for Texas Tornados! Nanny nanny boo boo. I mean, I'm so sorry for you.
Dealan-de, where in the Hill Country are you? I'm originally from New Braunfels.
My best friend and his wife are pastors of a small church there and have asked us to come down and be their youth pastors.
We're seriously thinking about it and really want to do it. We need to get this family straightened out first.
FN
SAT....You'd have a built in babysitter 4sure, 4thNail! I'm just a sneeze away.
>We need to get this family straightened out first.
Ask God. Sometimes the straightening happens in the process of the move. God'll tell you what's right.
4N, your last comment made me realize that some progress has actually sneaked up on me unawares.
While I have thought the flight thing sounded like a good idea generally since I first heard about it, even a couple of months ago I would have been unwilling to make any type of long-term commitment in the here and now. Mostly because it would have meant I actually believed he was staying with me, and not going back. And believed it enough to live like I believed it.
I'm still nowhere near the point where I would be comfortable renewing our vows (if we ever do), but this is still a good sign that things are going the right direction.
Here is the house I like best so far. It is $47,000 with 1 1/2 stories, and also has a carriage house with upstairs apartment.
Sadly, no properties with much in the way of land have turned up in our price range, but with no house payment or interest it would be easier to save up.
So does Neaksis. I see either either a mud or arm wrestling contest coming up soon!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Believer, do you want the carriage house, or are you looking for something bigger? And perhaps just a
tiny bit farther away from the Dervish...and his 2 older siblings, Weather Disturbance and the Storm?
t&l
Did you ever stop to think that maybe we're boring people, and that's why we keep sliding off the edge of the abyss?
My vote says it's because some of us can't type fast enough, and the rest of us work too much.
1. I enjoyed the last day in Hawaii story. It sounds like most of our trips. I am not the one everyone looks for either.
2. You just can't get good pineaple on the mainland. I know why you brought some home. We had a field in front of our house on Molokai, and we could get as many as we wanted, as often as we wanted. We even had official permission from Dole to do so. I don't think I ever got tired of GOOD pineapple. Agahhh, first Kimmhy and Weaver, and J make me hungry, now I'm doing it to myself.
4. For Neak -
I like the house, but if you could find one with a cement blockhouse with a steel door, and bars on the windows in the back yard, it might be a big plus.
5. Hi T&L,
I hope you have been well, that life is calm and serene, and that all the debt is paid by now. If not, WHY SHOULD YOU BE ANY DIFFERENT THAN THE REST OF US???
6. Hi Believer.
OK, Hi everyone. Despite my lines above to T&L, life is good. I woke up this morning, and I thought I was dead. I asked my W "Am I still here, can you see me? "
She said "What are you talking about?"
(side note, she asks me that quite often)
I told her I thought I might be dead, because I woke up and couldn't feel anything.
"Couldn't feel anything?" she said.
"No," I said, "I woke up and nothing hurt, so I figured I better check and see if I had passed away in the night."
7. Neak, how are the fears coming? If you don't water them, sometimes they will dry up and blow away.
It looks like the pull to get away is very strong. What do you feel when you pray about it?
3. Hi Neaksis. You are not forgotton.
SS
4. For Neak -
I like the house, but if you could find one with a cement blockhouse with a steel door, and bars on the windows in the back yard, it might be a big plus.
Yeah, especially if she and her husband got the part with the steel door and the bars on the windows--to keep the children
out, of course...and give Mama and Daddy some <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> privacy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, too, no doubt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Welcome back from your trip. Hope you had a good time.
t&l
Welcome back from your trip. Hope you had a good time.
It was work, ......... but then, it's better than no job, and no income.
I need a rest, but probably won't get one until our anniversery trip in March.
T&L,
Do you ever get enough sleep?
How's your health now? After the problems of last fall?
I thought a lot while I was traveling. I understand your feelings about now wanting to talk about some things. Remember that Abraham and Sara had given up, and when the angels came, they didn't believe them at first.
I'll continue this later.
SS
Bars sound wonderful. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And privacy aside, I don't care whether the kids are in or out, as long as they're on the other side. Oops, did I say that out loud?
The fears are doing surprisingly well. This latest email thing helped some, too, since I knew about it before he did (shhh don't tell), and just watched to see what he would do. Which was exactly what he should do. He forwarded it to me immediately when he saw it, and tried a bunch to call. I was in the shower, and when I called him a little later, it was the first thing he told me.
So his actions, and the (few & short but to-the-point) discussions we had just poured balm on my spirit.
As far as the move, ironically enough I had adjusted very nicely to the idea of living here for another year or two. I didn't like the thought of still being so close to her, but the almost-worst happened, I saw her several times, and didn't drop dead. So I knew I could keep doing it & still not drop dead. And I have been doing most of my shopping down in the valley, where she seldom goes. So I was good with staying.
Thus it took a rather abrupt shift again, when I found out the bank had turned us down & moving was the next most logical option. It didn't take too long to see all the nice things about it. I can't deny that no longer being close to her is a nice side benefit, but no longer the main reason, or even close to it.
My prayers have been kind of strange, and I'm still not sure what's up. I just fell in love with Plentywood, and everything was so nice, and so cheap, and all I had to do was put up with blizzards 7 or 8 months out of the year. Or was it 9? There were some things, like the sheriff job opening up right before I called, that could not have been coincidental.
Mom, hoping for a warmer climate, asked me a few weeks back if I was praying that if we were supposed to go somewhere besides Plentywood, that God would show us that, and I assured her I was. And I had been, all along. It wasn't until a couple days ago that I got even a gentle nudge that maybe I should at least look at OK. And as I said above, AJ had the same thought at the same time, but separately, as he prayed.
I don't automatically think that means we should just pack up and go to OK this second, but it does make me examine the idea a bit more closely.
The way I see it, we are either supposed to A) carry on and move to Plentywood as planned, B) move to OK as not planned, C) move to OK and then go to Plentywood later down the road, D) go to some as-yet unknown location, or E) stay here, but it would truly take a miracle to accomplish that. I truly would be fine with any of those options, I just wish I knew for sure which it should be.
If we end up not going to Plentywood, I can still see several reasons why we might have been supposed to have that interest now. A) Maybe we are supposed to go there in the future, B) it could have been for the benefit of some of our many friends we have told, and who have been impressed by the possibility of retiring there, C) maybe we ARE going there, and D) a thousand other reasons I haven't guessed.
Neaksis thinks Oklahoma is God's plan. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll keep praying about how to sort out the dizzying array of possibilities.
Neaksis thinks Oklahoma is God's plan. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis has thin blood, and Plentywood has mo' plenny snow than it does wood! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
somebody come fix my printer!!!!!
It's blinking lights at me.....
I am grouchy
gotta take dog out, trash out, feed cats.....remind me to buy pet food tomorrow....dog & cat......one cat likes the dog's food more than she likes her own. No wonder she's so fat. The dog doesn't mind a snack of cat food. How come the Science Diet people can't make one food that will meet both needs? That would help me out.
Sigh!
Obviously you were supposed to look at Plentywood first to make Oklahoma look really good.
OK home at $47000 wow thats a bargain!!!
I'd love to sell & move there as not only would we be neighbours but Aussie would have to retire !!!
So HOW many disgruntled men would that make? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Just had the valuer in for the Defence Home loan ... $315,000 min ..well look at all the cash I'd have for shopping after buying a $47000 home!!!
Well I suppose dreaming is ok as in OK <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
All I have to do now is get Aussie to discuss the issue now.
All he says is "well if you think its ok then its ok with me"
and " well if its lower rates,no cost to move and repayments less than now and we can afford to have a holiday to then why not"
I just HATE IT when hes so reasonable!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
where are the buts and be carefuls ... or are you sure!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Alright
I just remembered the last time he was like this.
HOW MUCH MONEY HAS HE LOST ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
remind me to buy pet food tomorrow....dog & cat......one cat likes the dog's food more than she likes her own.
Your pets should be thankful they have you instead of me. You're much nicer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Our dog gets whatever "cardboard"
du jour I happen to put out, and if she turns her nose up at it, it can sit there until sufficient time passes that she's hungry enough to eat it. Some days I can bring home meat scraps from the hospital to add to it, but on dry food days, that's it. Tell your pets it could be a LOT worse!
t&l
All I have to do now is get Aussie to discuss the issue now.
I just HATE IT when hes so reasonable!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
If it were MY husband, I could translate this for you. He would be being reasonable so that after I give up and finally do what he won't discuss beforehand, he can say, "Well,
I always thought it was a bad idea, but you really wanted to do it and I just didn't think it'd do any good to try and stop you..................."
But, I don't know if Australian Clam is the same as USA Clam, so my deciphering may not be very accurate! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Did you say "OK home" as in OK-Oklahoma, or OK-passable? In CA-expensive, $47,000 (in a lot of places) wouldn't even buy you a piece of dirt to put your house on!
t&l
I asked this of some other friends today...
What is your favorite "junk" candy. By junk, I mean grocery store checkout line stuff...not Godiva chocolates.
Mine are Atomic Fireballs and Hot Tamales. I also LOVE frozen p-nut M&Ms, chewy sweet tarts and sprees.
- Kimmy
Atomic fireballs and Nerd Rope.
why are you guys on page 2???
why are you guys on page 2???
We all made a pact that we weren't going to post again until CC came and gave us an update.
You came just in time, and ...... we are waiting.
ok, but I'll do it on my thread which means you have to wait until I find it!!!!!
Kimmy,
Are you doing as good as you sound?
Mounds, Peppermint Patties, licorice jelly beans, Hershey's dark chocolate bars, Necco chocolate wafers. Hm-m-m-m-m. I begin to detect a theme here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Surely nobody thought the aging vegetarian got fat eating too many carrots and an excessive amount of celery!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Hi, cc46--long time, no read. See what happens to us without you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Andes mints
all of what T&L likes, but I haven't seen Necco waffers for a while, so I'm out of the habbit.
Symphony bars with the bits and nuts in them.
Lindt swiss chocolate (bars sold in our local grocery)
I thought you were putting cream cheese on the celery.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS
And peanut butter. Not on the same stick, though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I've seen pictures of some of those Oklahoma houses, and I have this to say about that...if you've got a 1500 sq. foot house with 3 bedrooms, a bathroom, kitchen, and living room, somebody's gonna have to be stepping outside just to have enough room to change their minds. Possibly even to take a deep breath! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
>Kimmy,
Are you doing as good as you sound?
Better.
MMMM! P-nut butter and granny smith apples........
Now that's a snack!
In the immortal words of my 3 yo....I'M HUMMY!
I just had a Tootsie Pop. I love Reese's PB Cups.
Well, Neak has been a busy little girl today, trying to stir up trouble for all of us pre-commune-ites hoping for a place in Montana! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> She'll have to come on later, once the trolls are asleep, and tell you about the Oklahoma thing. I hear she's trying to get HP and me on mission trips to Alaska (in the summer--thank goodness for that!) and South America. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Such ambition she has for us... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And she needs to post a link to the picture of the "house" Neaksis and I found for them. It's a single-wide mobile home in a barn. No, really. It's 2 separate buildings, and the house is inside the barn. But it's affordable, and it's on 3-1/2 acres of land outside of town. What's not to like? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I quit my 2nd job tonight, effective immediately. Of course, I'm going to have to find myself another one almost immediately, but when they tried to put me on call for the 2nd consecutive shift--and this 15 minutes before I was due to walk out the door for work--I decided I really can't build a budget around a job like that. The last shift they did this, I made $5/hr. being on call when I could've worked an overtime, premium pay shift at $50/hr. at my regular job...if I had been available and not on call. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Besides, an on-call person who lives 51 miles away is about as useless as they come, anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So I guess I'll be job hunting tomorrow. Blech. Anybody want to pay me to be me? At home? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Didn't think so, more's the pity. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - Maybe you can run into me on a mission trip to Oaxacca. That's where I'm planning to go. The city I am thinking about is fascinating. It's called Tehuantepec, and is in an area in Mexico which has one of the few matriarchal societies in the world.
It is a very poor area, but the people are very happy. The women hold the property and pass it down to the oldest daughter.
There are lots of Indians - Zapotec and Mixtec.
The only thing that might be difficult for you is that they eat practically all of the animals. When I ask my friends if they like iguanas - they answer yes - they are very good in tacos. Same with cats, birds, turtles, you name it.
Well, I can pretty much guarantee you that one thing you'll NEVER meet at a Seventh-day Adventist potluck is iguana tacos!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Or Fido or Tiger tacos, either, for that matter. I think that'd be one of those trips where a vegetarian would take 2 changes of clothing and fill the rest of his suitcase with food.
As far as HP and me going on any mission trips anywhere, any time soon, I believe I mentioned his death grip on the status quo? Well, it hasn't loosened yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> However, I'm leaving the persuasive wheedling up to the girls, and am just going to stay out of it until a decision is made. I can deal with almost any reality, however unpleasant it may be. Uncertainty is another thing entirely, and when everything is in a state of flux, I try to stay as far away from the confusion as possible until somebody decides something.
t&l
There is a man in jail here - awaiting trial for murdering his wife. he was arrested in his new town of Ajijic, Mexico and returned for trial in her death in 1996. Sounds like the perfect crime if you heard the story. I think everyone in both families - dead woman and arrested man - is about 3/4 nuts.
I love:
Mocha Brownie Avalanche icecream
After Dinner Mint ice cream
moon pies
Goo Goos
Violet Crumbles
Fritos
chips and salsa
Chocolate and mint
homemade cookies
blackberry cobbler - does that count
But, I don't know if Australian Clam is the same as USA Clam, so my deciphering may not be very accurate!
A clam by any other name ....... lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> yep samo samo
the big OK was Oklahoma I think that was Gods plan wasn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> and the little ok was for the house it was a "I Like" !!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ok, meaning just simply okay, I have the
Link to just about the weirdest place I've ever seen in my life. Mom & 'Sis had great fun laughing at my shivers of horror and squeals of disbelief yesterday at the thought that someone would actually put a house INSIDE a barn!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!! Apparently it's more of a wind shelter, but hey, I'm from CA and a barn is a barn is a barn.
Neaksis told me AJ would probably love it. I told her not a chance, because he hates mobile homes. (I only object to them in barns, and in OK in general.) Imagine her chortling when I showed him the pictures, just so he could laugh too, and he actually liked it. WHAT??????? So it is now on the list of properties we will look at if that's where we look. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I talked for a long time to the director of the flight missionary program last night, and it was very interesting. Rather than just tell me up front what they need, he asked about us, what our abilities and interest were, etc., and went from there. He told of lots of answers to prayer they have been having regarding their staff and mission projects, and God is really opening doors for them.
Who knows yet if that's where WE belong, but they will soon have need of more people learning to do airplane repair & stuff, people to help in their regular missionary training program, people who know how to fly, and guess what....they even very badly need someone who can write.
Well, I'm going to at least think about taking a little nap before the kids get up. Neaksis, quit sniggering. It ill becomes you.
Well, I got called in just a few minutes ago to come and work for time-and-a-half at my regular job (on the day shift, unfortunately--why does daytime have to start so very early, anyway?), and I'm doing the same there tomorrow morning, too. So, I guess I won't have to worry about missing these 2 shifts I "lost" at the job I didn't like, by quitting last night. HA! I am so relieved. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
At least for today......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Tomorrow, tomorrow, I'll worry tomorrow! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak hi there!!
we have lots of sheds being used as homes in the bush, I lived in one!! Not long thank God!!
Going to the loo at 3 in the morning OUTSIDE with torch with snakes and things ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
thats lateral thinking ..some BLOKE thought of it while lying down watching football is my guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I hate to say it but it looks practical.. just not a good look!!
Mmmmmmm I CAN hear Neaksis sniggers ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak - that's fairly common here. Really.
tl
if you keep giving up these jobs how will a drone like me survive at the commune ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I think you need a third job!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
A brief thank you to the Dervish for deleting my post before I could post it.
Kimmy, I must just have culture shock. Since it's actually common, I guess that means I ought to start avoiding DJ's like "ugly", "weird", "horrid", and starting many of my sentences with, "Who in their right minds...?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I suppose many things about California would seem strange to someone who just came here. Shucks, I've been here 28 years and lots still seems strange to me. (Even downright queer at times.) Ok. Flipping the mental switch from weirduglyhorrid houseinabarn to marvelous, cleverly designed, protected house within a storm shelter. Ahhhhhhh.
AW, loo @ 3am with a torch and snakes sounds like an excess of adventure. Way too Steve Irwin!
Neaksis, can you come over here and trade kids? I'm on the phone right now. Thx...
For someone who flat-out worked my butt off today, I still seem to have a surprising amount of it still left to carry home tonight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I had the best induction of labor today I've ever had. She was there less than 3 hrs. from the time she walked in the door, not in labor, until she delivered her baby. That girl could give lessons!!
AW,, I don't think I've turned into a drone, exactly, just a worker bee in a different hive! And even though I'm worried about money, since overtime opportunities come and go and can't be relied upon, I feel so much relieved to know I don't have to go back to that hospital to work ever again.
A certain amount of girl-dogginess is expected any time you get so many women working together. I understand that. At my regular job, we have free-floating girl-dogginess--just a lot of complaining about everything in general. At the other hospital, the girl-dogginess was personal. Night after night I would sit there and listen to the nurses trash whoever wasn't there that night, only to be kissy-sweet to them the next night when they WERE at work. Under those circumstances, I didn't need to be a genius to know without any doubt at all that they talked about me when I wasn't there, too. Not a comfortable work environment, any way you cut it. Now that I've quit, I feel surprisingly free for someone with so much debt! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Supper's being served for the Dervish's early birthday party tonight. I had to come or they would've watched my Wallace and Grommit video without me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm only here in self-defense.
t&l
"Night after night I would sit there and listen to the nurses trash whoever wasn't there that night, only to be kissy-sweet to them the next night when they WERE at work"
T&L - That's pretty common, no matter where you work, and believe me, the men are just as bad.
Wish you lived closer, we need L&D nurses where I work - they deliver 3,000 a year (Navy Hospital, Camp Pendleton). It's kind of cute. All day along you hear the PA system - "Baby girl, USMC, arriving".
I think it would be weird looking out the window and seeing the ceiling of the shelter. Don't count me in on houses like that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
It's official....I AM changing jobs the first of the month.....so, I just have 3 more weeks of this insanity. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
But I will miss saying "DEEE-NIED!!!!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> when I deny the claim of someone stupid. Oh, I mean 'less than fully competent' - like the one I denied today. The woman understood that she should open emails from Cindy when she was the boss but she didn't find it in the policy manual when Sedric became her boss. She chose to delete emails from her supervisor without opening them. She got her claim "DEEE-NIED". And I enjoyed approving the claim for the woman who's boss tried to tell me he couldn't provide anything to prove his accusations because doing so would give me information about his company. He even argued with me when I said that the burden of proof was on the party who initiated the termination of employment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
It is so much fun to deny the stupid what they want. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AD, you SCARED me! The unexpectedness of it, I guess! How you bean? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Believer, I know girl-doggying and moaning are common everywhere. I'm 58, and have been for almost 3 whole weeks, so I have had plenty of chance to observe it...but there was something special about this place that made it seem worse than other places. I don't know that I can exactly put my finger on it either, but I sure could tell it was there.
I'm considering a travel assignment, possibly, sometime in the future. Does Camp Pendleton hire travelers? I know Tripler Army Hospital on Oahu does, but Hawaii wages are pretty cheap and I need to go somewhere I can make a bit more money.
t&l
Yep, they do. I'll check with personnel tomorrow. I just saw the announcement today. I'll check the wages too.
Hi B how are you tonight?
tl
glad no drone...NOW I can bludge off you guys hahaha Every commune needs a drone -- THATS MY JOB!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I am so tired..I spent what seems all last night on the phone with Aussie.
Lots of things said, lot of sharing and understanding and so much forgiveness.
I held Mikey as his dad talked to him , I know Mikey wont know what that is to his dad for many years but it was very important. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Lots of things said, lot of sharing and understanding and so much forgiveness.
I'm so glad. I think you needed that. He probably did, too, although being a
guy he might have a hard time saying it.
t&l
Yes tl I think I did very much, and yes perhaps he did also.
But it was a , its hard to explain, I not sure what is going around in my head right now.
ALL THIS IS VERY VERY DIFFERENT TO THE OTHER TIMES HE SAID GOODBYE.
I'm thinking on it.
Now you're making me nervous. Is he going back already? I thought there was going to be some recuperation time for the injured ones. Surely it's not OVER !!!!
t&l
well there is injured and injured apparently.
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Oh AW. I've got my arms around you!
Damn army.
thanks Kimmy
it should be ok I hope I pray.
If you cant change it you have to accept it. Of course I'm gonna kick my pillow a few times and swear.
sucky times for all army wives.
I'll kick a pillow too, in sympathy.
Well, we are going to look at stuff in Blackwell, leaving the 14th and returning the 20th. What you didn't already know is that the reason we are leaving a bit early is so we can take the kids (and AJ) to Carlsbad Caverns for the first time.
I ran the miles, and it's 270 miles or less out of the way if we just go on 10. And admission for the 5 of us is only $18 all together.
Best of all, it will mean the kids go for a nice 3-4 mile hike before the last leg of the journey.
I'll kick my pillow too because I don't like it either.
I'm glad Aussie got to talk to Mikey. Those are always sweet moments.
Carlsbad caverns is absolutely spectacular, and your kids will love it.
Hi, All!
First, I want to give AW some hugs! ((((((AW)))))) Poor substitute for Aussie, I know, but thought you could use all you could get. Are you concerned because he may be going back into the field before he's properly healed? I'm with Kimmy....DAMN Army! Anyway, Aussie seems to have a level head on his shoulders. I'm sure that he won't take any unnecessary risks.
I'm glad he got to talk to Mikey. One of DD's friends has a H who had to go to Iraq when their daughter was only 3 weeks old. DD's friend constantly sent him videos and pics, and they chatted whenever possible via webcam. Before their daughter was even born, he video-taped himself reading stories to her. That baby spent a lot of time watching Daddy on TV. It paid off. When he finally got home, she went straight to him, and follows him everywhere. It was so funny to hear how he was soaking in the tub a couple of days (he was really enjoying THAT luxury!) after getting home, with the bathroom door not quite shut, when the baby (in her walker) barged right in, grinned at him, and shouted, "Da-da!" She's a real Daddy's girl!
Neak, from Montana to Oklahoma, huh? Well, at least the summers would be longer, or seem so, anyway. I like the house you like...I can see lots of decorating possibilities there! It looks like a fairly older home...be sure to find out if it's insulated well.
The single-wide inside a barn? Well, actually, it looks more like a giant lean-to. It looks pretty good, BUT...with 3 kids (and is Grandpa going to move with you?), I think you'd find it rather like living in a sardine can. Our DS is currently living in a 16X80 (slightly under 1,280 sq. ft.) single wide with 3 kids, and space is a problem. Oh, the living room, kitchen, and master bedroom are nice sizes, but the kids' rooms are really cramped. I don't know why kids bedrooms are always the smallest when they need the most room...with space to play and storage for all their toys. All we ever used our bedroom for is to sleep, change clothes, and the occasional recreational activity which did not require floor space.
That's why DiL is so desperate to get their house finished. Turns out the first cabinet maker decided he didn't have time to build their kitchen cabinets, so now they're having to wait another 3 weeks while another cabinet maker builds them. I think they'll be happier with the 2nd guy anyway. He built my cabinets, and did a great job on them.
t&l, I'm glad you quit your 2nd job, even though I know you need the $$$. The stress from all the garbage going on can make it so much worse, especially when you're already pooped from working the 1st job. And, it looks as if the Lord is already providing for you by opening up some of that extra pay at the 1st job. Ain't God good? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Hi, SS and AD! SS, I hope you get some rest before that vacation or you'll be too pooped to vacation.
And, hiya, Believer!
Well, it's snowin' down South tonight. Looks like we've already got about 3 inches, although they predicted 1 inch. DGS is in hog heaven. First thing he had to do was get out the 4-wheeler and ride around the yard. The downside is that after we finally got him back into the house, we've had to go out 4X to clean the snow off the satellite dish so he could watch "his shows".
Oh, and he has written a song! I haven't heard it in its entirety, yet, but the name of it is "Looking for My Family".
Apparently, it's about a girl who is looking for her half-brothers, whom she hasn't seen in a long time because their dead-beat mom apparently rejected them all. It's sort of backwards from his situation, because his dad is the dead-beat and DGS is unable to see his two half-brothers because his dad no longer has parental rights to them. Sad, and a LONG story.
Anyway, some of the verses are something like these:
"There was a man who lived in Texas,
Who had a daughter named 'Lexis."
"People who go to Jupiter
Just get stupider."
"'Lexis went to college
To get more knowledge."
Well, hey, at least it all rhymes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
LC
many thanks to you and Neak and all for the hugs it can keep me sane at these times.
Mikey is chewing on a teething ring quite happily right now I have the cd player on low playing la Boheme - he loves the classics its really calms him lol - sorta like that myself!
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Hope your son & family get that home finished soon. WE HAVE SUCH A SHORTAGE OF LABOUR HERE brickies are getting $1.20 per brick these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
you know those guys who hold those signs up that say 'stop' or 'slow' at road works? they can get $80,000 a year these days.
Why did I bother to go to TAFE ?
My dad sold his business about 5 years ago and went to work on a road roller - thingy with about 20 tires back & front axles that compacts bitumen roads - & got $90,000, plus when he did a job up north he got all accommodation in 5 star hotel & food & expenses!
He retired a second time on Monday this last week and they wouldn't retire him!! they BEGGED him to work 2 days a week for the same $$ - 7 hour days so he took it!!
isnt that crazy??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
hey my DD writes songs too!! But I like your DGS ones especially if it helps him to express his feelings.
Hey, AW, good to see you. I'm hardly on at the same time you are. It's after 9:00PM here on Friday night, and I go to bed early.
My prayers are with you and especially Aussie still.
I'm happy you have been able to talk to him. This war won't go on forever.
Hi B
I do so hope so, it just FEELS like forever!
Many thansk for the prayers as I'm sure they help.
Is all ok with you?
I'm sick today, poor me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I've been trying to get back into Carlsbad for 11 or 12 years. I can't wait!
Grandpa isn't going. I'm one of those mean mommies who doesn't care if the kids' rooms are small. They are such slobs I'm getting rid of most of their toys anyway, just so I can have a clean house, and will invest in swingsets and other outdoor playthings. So as long as I'm not cramped... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Well, I'll just have to look at it and see how I like it.
Our departure is coming up sooooo fast!
They are such slobs I'm getting rid of most of their toys anyway, just so I can have a clean house
Are you getting rid of most of AJ's toys, too, or are you of your father's school of thought, which is that only
other people's things make a mess? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis is inheriting Grandpa once Neak flits off. Of course, nobody's really going anywhere until Neaksis' house sells, and how can you put something like
that on a schedule, depending--as it does--entirely on the interest and activity of other people?
t&l
It's simple. The top properties have enough sheds, barns, or garages to hold all the man-stuff any one man could (not) need.
Does he know yet he's being banished to the outbuildings? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Do the outbuildings have any sinks? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If they do, maybe he won't need so many other toys. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Of course, without all those toys to clutter things up, he could move back into the house again. Sigh. And at first glance, it seemed like such a good idea, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, YES! By all means, make sure each and every one of those sheds and outbuildings has a sink! And a lock on each door. Y'all will need 'em so that you won't have your kids coming all the way from the other end of the single-wide to bang on your door, hollering, "Mommy? What are all those noises in there? And, why is the trailer rockin'?"
Tell you what...if y'all buy the single-wide in a barn, I'll make you a custom-crafted sign that reads, "If the trailer's a'rockin', don't come knockin'!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I got to have a snowball fight tonight - in the grocery store parking lot - with my son. He LOVED it! While I put the groceries in the car, I had him flick the newly fallen snow off the car with the scraper thing. He announced it wasn't good snow for snowballs......and that was too much for me. I thought it looked like perfect snowball snow. So............I made one and threw it at him and that was all it took.
All the snow had fallen while we were in the store. Ground was wet and there was no snow there - just on the car. It was GREAT gun!
Have you seen 'Meet the Fockers"? Remember the hat on the doorknob?
LC
we used to have a sign like that on our old van years ago..lol
actually I'm sure our oldest son was conceived in that van after a party ... lol
when we were SOOOOO much younger & fitter haha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Cinders bet that was FUN FUN FUN. I've only ever had ONE snowball fight that was years ago when Aussie took us all to the Victorian snow fields one winter - it was cold - Aussie HATED IT - but we had fun.
But he did pretend for the rest of us <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Tell you what...if y'all buy the single-wide in a barn, I'll make you a custom-crafted sign that reads, "If the trailer's a'rockin', don't come knockin'!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
If the lean-to's fallin', don't come callin'!
If the shed is shakin', something's bakin'!
If the wind-break's quiverin', someone's shiverin'!
If the walls are heavin', best be leavin'!
And to think, I'm getting paid time-and-a-half to make these things up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Somebody just put their call light on. Blast. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
darn pesky patients
hospitals run so much better without them !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You know, in my job, we would just like honesty from the people we deal with. How come the claimants and employers can't be honest? If people would be honest, we wouldn't have so much business.
Did you folks hear about what [censored] Cheney bagged while hunting this weekend? He shot another member of the quail hunting party. How do you mistake another hunter for a quail?
Be sure you don't let him hunt on the commune!
Lol, better not let any of us hunt with the children, either. Oops! I thought you were a [fill in the blank with any small game animal].
I just checked it out. It sounds like he was very careless. I don't hunt, and know not to shoot where there is a possibility of someone being in the way.
But being typical Texans' they say it happens all the time. YIKES! Let's not have the commune there.
Too scary! I could see if he was hunting deer or bear, but QUAIL????????? "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were a bird ABOUT THE SIZE OF MY FOOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
They finally posted the extra pictures of the 5 br/2 ba house out in the middle of nowhere, about 50 miles from Blackwell.
Nice Big House We are looking at it even more closely than at first, in case we decide to take foster kids or something, so it was nice to see that it is a pretty place.
If this one doesn't work, maybe we can just put an addition on the 4-acre farmette (only $75,000!) Or just put a window in each of the grain silos.
(I'm kidding.)
(AJ isn't.)
The farmette has such a nice windmill...so many choices!
Isn't it, though? I just love it! Neaksis and I gasped so loud when we saw it! The farmette has a cool barn and windmill, too, but the house looks like it's very small. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
The Princess was squeeing that all she wanted was to go to Montana, until I started showing her those pictures, and suddenly it became 'our house', lol. I had to remind her that we hadn't decided anything yet.
I'm still wondering why anyone would want to move to Montana.
Some like it hot, some like it cold, some like it in the pot nine days old....
We like it cold, but maybe just maybe not quite that cold.
Hey, Neak--I want to show the farmette to someone and work and can't remember how to find it. Can you post the link for me? Well, I know you can. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Will you post the link for me, please? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm off to hunt the elusive fetus. Mama is fluffy; baby is miniscule; and the MD wants continuous monitoring! Blech. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The Farmette FARMETTE
3 BEDROOM HOME
STORM CELLAR
WINDMILL
HISTORIC RED BARN
Description
This nice 3 bedroom house sits on well groomed 3.2 acres 1/8 mile off blacktop road. There are several out buildings including an historic 38x42 red barn and windmill. The house has central heat and air and is on rural water.
Property No.: 35055-01070 Price: $75,000.00
Hi Neak!
just putting my feet up having a cup of tea while I'm waiting for Aussie to ring or email .... or send carrier pigeons <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
love the 5 bedroom and that coach house wow couldn't you convert THAT into a brill studio apartment!!
the farmlet house is smaller but I could really get into converting the big barn and the little wooden one into a large home and a small studio apartment ..hands are itching now for a hammer and few hundred pine frames to put together!! lol
sigh ... no such luck here ..back to completing the pine floor in the bedroom ..its romantic, empty .. but romantic lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
oh the parents retreat (bunker) with a sound proof door & lock from the inside would be VERY useful AND the kids playrooms are cute - grain towers lol
wheres my tec screw gun and nail gun gone????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Jane says they'd use the silos (silettes? considering the size <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) for their guest houses. That would certainly cut down on visitors! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Didn't they used to make their little hired boys sleep in the barn, anyway?
see... what could you do with those barns!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll give you lots of useless advice & if it doesn't work I'll make sure not to use it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oh, goody! I love being everybody's guinea pig!
Neak - love looking @ houses with you!
Here's the one I want. Now we have to find the land to put it on!
Kimmy's place
Glad I could help Neak!!! hehehe
KIMMY THATS NICE!! Neak will have lots of room for you in the commune .. lots of cow paddocks <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yeah, but Neak wants to be an Okie...blech!
I just don't ken to Ok.....just don't ken to it....
I at least have the excuse of Okie/Arkie heritage. Love the house, Kimmy!
I just don't ken to Ok.....
Not OK with OK, huh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'll move to Arkansas in a heartbeat, tho. LOVE Arkansas!
Anyone want to go to Eureka Springs with me and visit all the pretty shops?
Boy, have there been some good [censored]-Cheney-shooting jokes this morning on talk radio.
Do you know why [censored] Cheney shot an old lawyer? All the young ones were too quick!
This isn't the first time [censored] Cheney has gone hunting with a lawyer. He went out with Antonin Scalia a few years ago, but missed him 3 times, and gave up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well I'd like to move our home right now to some place I never have to see a uniform again unless its a postie.
Its my dream home really designed just for us built in handmade double bricks, just love it!
Many happy times designing it and working on it & nothing to do with the A thank God.
Our Home Now if we could just do the bewitched thing and wriggle my nose ...... bugger can't do it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Love it, AW. I love the newer homes that do away with halls and utilize the space in ROOM!
Just lost a post - RATS !
I'm still reading. Between deadlines at work. Which reminds me........
SS
I really liked it, too, but what is a pettigola, or whatever?
An 80 year old man went to his doctor for his annual checkup.
The doctor asks him how he's feeling. The 80 year old says, "I've never felt better. I now have a 20 year old wife who is pregnant with my child. What do you think about that?
The doctor considers his question for a minute and then begins. "I have an older friend, much like you, who is an avid trophy hunter and never misses a season One day, when he was going out hunting, he was in a bit of a hurry and accidentally picked up his walking cane instead of his gun.
When he got to the creek, he saw a prime beaver sitting beside the stream of water. He raised his cane and went 'bang, bang'. Suddenly, two shots rang out and the beaver fell over dead. What do you think of that?
The 80 year old said, "I'd say somebody else pumped a couple of rounds into that beaver."
The doctor replied, "My point exactly."
That's the only part of his name he can spell.
I don't understand how he could mistake that man for a bird. Hm, well, there was a vice-president named Quail...... maybe it was just a case of mistaken identity.
I guess cheney didn't aim to do it.
I voted for GWB twice, as did Neak, Neaksis, HP, and Neakbro (if he voted both times--I forget)...and I, personally, would vote for him again if he could run, but I refuse to talk politics on this thread, either with those who agree with me or those who don't. The topic causes too much heat. Not enough light. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> If people want to engage in political discussion, it's OK by me, but just let me know when it's done so I can come back! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Much better to keep this thread a bit more on the phlughphee side.
t&l
Is saying I would vote for a VP with better aim to un-phlughphee? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neakbro is actually more of an independent.
You'll love this....I had paperwork on my desk Thursday....A company fired a woman because she was deleting emails from her supervisor without opening them.....seems she didn't do that when she had a different supervisor. Somehow, when her supervisor changed, she decided she needed to see a policy that she should open them. She quoted a policy that she was to delete unwanted emails before they were opened.
For real???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Some people's kids!
May Valentines day be sweet for all of you. May you have peace of mind, and know that God loves you, even if things are not perfect.
God does love you, you know.
SS
As long as you're haunting the aisles, let me make my appearance as the Valentine Scrooge. Bah, humbug! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm off with Neak to Sacramento to help them rent a car for their trip. Why do I feel like a kid being told to cut his own switch, and then being made to pick out the biggest, meanest one on the bush for myself?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> OtherSusan, closet masochist. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm off with Neak to Sacramento to help them rent a car for their trip. Why do I feel like a kid being told to cut his own switch, and then being made to pick out the biggest, meanest one on the bush for myself?! OtherSusan, closet masochist.
What?
Does that mean you get to spend time with your sweet grandchildren while neak is on her trip?
As far as bah humbug for V day.....
Please don't give up. Note that this is a polite request, not a command or a DJ.
I know you still have dreams. They may be buried deep, but I know they are there. I am not sure why God often lets us wait so long. I am learning to trust him though.
Perhaps some of our problems come from our own decisions, and our own actions. I am sure thay do, but I also know that when we turn to God, and follow after him, he lightens our burdens, and looks after us. He holds you in his hands, he knows the yearnings of your heart. It has been said that he "will not fail us, nor forsake us." Trust that you are included in that statement.
It has also been said that "someone can take the peace from lives, but not the peace from our minds."
May peace of mind be yours.
Please (please??) don't quit dreaming.
You have the protection in place in your heart in case the dreams don't come true, but you also need to be ready for success when they do come true. My wish is that you keep hope alive in your heart.
The purpose of the Holy Ghost is to testify of truth. He does it in the hearts of the sons and daughters of men.
SS
Eureka Springs! Been there!
A crusty old Sergeant Major found himself at a gala event,
hosted by a local liberal arts college. There was no
shortage of extremely young, idealistic ladies in
attendance, one of whom approached the Sergeant Major for
conversation.
She said, "Excuse me, Sergeant Major, but you seem to be a
very serious man. Is something bothering you?"
"Negative, ma'am," the Sergeant Major said, "Just serious by
nature."
"The young lady looked at his awards and decorations and
said, "It looks like you have seen a lot of action."
The Sergeant Major's short reply was, "Yes, ma'am, a lot of
action."
The young lady, tiring of! trying to start up a
conversation, said, "You know, you should lighten up a
little. Relax and enjoy yourself."
The Sergeant Major just stared at her in his serious manner.
Finally the young lady said, "You know, I hope you don't
take this the wrong way, but when is the last time you had sex?"
The Sergeant Major looked at her and replied, "1955."
She said, "Well, there you are. You really need to chill out
and quit taking everything so seriously! I mean, no sex
since 1955! She took his hand and led him to a private room
where she proceeded to "relax" him several times.
Afterwards, and panting for breath, she leaned against his
bare chest and said, "Wow, you sure didn't forget much since
1955!"
The Sergeant Major, glancing at his watch, said in his
matter-of-fact voice, "I hope not, it's only 2130 now."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
OK, that was funny. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> After all, how much CAN you forget in 1 hr. and 35 minutes?
Neak and the clan are in Tucson, AZ right now, making a brief visit with Flard. They'll stay near Carlsbad Caverns in NM tonight and make their grand tour of the caves tomorrow, I guess. One nice thing is that the Dervish, and probably the 3 other trolls, too, should sleep well that night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Which is good, because the Pa-trol, needed to keep them under con-trol, probably won't feel that chipper by then. And I'm not betting much on Ma-trol, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Here's the latest from the travelers. Flyawa.org is the missionary flight organization they're going to visit to see about working for them. Haven't looked at it myself because I'm leaving for work. You can look for me. Tell me what they're getting themselves into...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
So late after Flard 2 c bats so late we stopped in tombstone took lots of pix. Pileup just bhind us in tucson 1 killd. U shd look up flyawa.org and do a prepresent of awa and well do more next wk so dad can hear lots of mission stuff. Then see pix.
t&l
AW, I read your joke to my husband and he laughed so hard it made him wheeze. Old Army types... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
oh well thats me ..leave them wheezing in the aisles <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
of course you know WHERE it came from <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> but thats alright we dont talk serious stuff just happy jokes and old wheezers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You know when things get sucky, and lets face it they do for all of us at times expecially if we are here for one reason or another <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Do you notice how MANY posters here seem to use <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> a lot? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well when things get a bit sucky I remember - if I can age and/or a mummy's sleeplessness permitting - some of those FANTASTIC moments like this one......(you blokes may want to go read Mercenary or something)
This was my Son Shiny Day
Smile awhile and when you smile another smiles and in a while there’s miles and miles of smiles-
My mum taught me that silly little saying along with lots of other quaint ditties and quirky expressions. She also taught me expressions of the facial kind the most important of which was how to smile. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I don’t remember the first time she smiled at me but it was
probably just moments after I was born. I have no doubt though that she remembers the first time I smiled back at her as I’m sure it must have filled her heart with joy. I bet you TL you can remember!!
Now, as a new mother again myself, I can totally relate all over again to what a wonderful and precious gift it is to receive your baby’s first smile.
For me, it came on an seasonally cold and windy August day
around 5am. My six-week-old son woke me with blood curdling cries that would make one think he was being murdered. It was only three hours since his last feed but he cried as if he’d been starved for days.
Industrial earmuffs wouldn’t have silenced his high-pitched screams.
Cold and sleepy, I dragged my tired body from the warm bed.
I stubbed my toe on the dressing table as my feet searched for my slippers - never found them - and then tripped over the laundry basket filled with clothes so small - small being relative here for Mikey - you’d think they had shrunk in the wash. As I went to the baby’s cot, I knocked my elbow on the door frame while feeling for the light switch and then knocked my hip on the change table as I stumbled into
it.
Stupid switch, stupid change table!!
Baby could hear me (which wasn’t difficult considering the
mutterings of discontent - ok swearing - that had managed to escape my mouth) and suddenly he went quiet as he listened to me moving towards his cot.
Usually he was in cry-mode again by the time I reached him — neck arched, head thrust back, face red from exertion and mouth wide open revealing his tonsils as he screamed.
Mikey has a SERIOUS relationship with food. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Every mother will agree that a baby’s cry is very distressing, even after 3 previous kids and years of baby sitting the sisters little terrors, yes that cry gets to you like a hot knife through butter.
Clever thing is that it’s designed to be that way, we suck in it with our mothers milk, an ancient instinct, so that you the mum are prompted into action in an effort to pacify and comfort and meet your baby’s physical as well as emotional needs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Thankfully all your care and attention is usually rewarded. If you pick him up he’ll stop crying and if you cuddle and walk with him he’s content and quiet. But, just in case these calmed responses to your devoted actions aren’t enough to keep you caring, every baby has a trump card still to play. And, in my case, my son dealt the winning card on that cold August morn. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
As I peered into his little bed his big blue eyes stared intently up at me. He looked calm and soft and, as I smiled down at him, his eyes scanned my face before settling on my mouth.
Then, in a moment of bliss, his eyes brightened and blinked with joy and his face began to flower into the small miracle of a wide toothless grin. A wave of love washed over me and I felt my heart drown in mummy emotion. In that moment l fell hopelessly in love, and I knew it was a love that would last a lifetime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Any thoughts of loss of freedom, sleepless nights and dirty
nappies faded into oblivion. It didn’t matter that it was cold and raining outside I was now basking in a warmth that came from within.
Inside the room a tiny face was beaming.
Inside the room a son was Shining.
Mikey and I ‘saw’ each other clearly for the first time.
God gave me a blessing at that moment which shines through all the dark nights of doubt and fear.
I need only to think of him and it all rushes back to me and I know how lucky I am. It gives me strength. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Awww AW, you have me smiling. I remember each of my boys' first smile.
Aw...AW, that was beautiful! There IS no love like that of a mother for her child. Brings back sooooo many memories....
Oh, well, just popping in here for a minute to post a link to a few pics of the exterior of DS's new house:
Son's new house Their cabinets are supposed to be installed on Friday, then the carpet. A few touch-ups, and they will be moving in! There's still more to do. DS is finishing the upstairs multi-purpose room with rough lumber on the walls (to make it look more like a rustic "honky-tonk"...he plays drums and guitar and often has buddies over to make music). I'm not too sure that DDiL will like it...as far as ease of cleaning goes, but I guess she could make DS vacumn the walls when needed.
Oops! Gotta go to work! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> TTYL!
B it is so special but it is hardly ever talked about I suspect because you think everyone will just think you are a gaga mum ..well I am <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I've just been finding it so helpful to keep perspective ..changing dirty nappies also helps a lot <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
LC those photos are great! what a home , is it 4 bed with a study over the garage? looks so nice.
we are so stuck in building in double brick here - which is good in some ways - but oh so expensive. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Do you notice how MANY posters here seem to use <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> a lot? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I have
NO idea what you're talking about!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW - Everyone insisted that my first son just had gas, and wasn't smiling, but I know he was. With my second, he first smiled at his big brother. It was so sweet. They are still best friends, at 24 and 21.
They're at Carlsbad Caverns. I hope somebody has a leash on the Dervish! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis, your sister wants to talk to you about a possibly-illicit Walkman that has managed to make it on the trip with them, along with an AC/DC CD (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) which will now be discarded, and some other CD that your reprobate dragged along. Neak wants to know the facts, unfiltered by juvenile "explanations" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, before she decides the consequences.
t&l
AW - Everyone insisted that my first son just had gas, and wasn't smiling, but I know he was.
When's the last time gas made US smile? Odd how the gas only makes them smile when someone's face is there for them to make gas-expressions at, isn't it?
t&l
T&L - I knew it was a smile. And he still smiles at me the same way. Except now he usually needs money or food.
I absolutely LOVED Carlsbad Caverns. I've been all over the country, and that is the place that stuck in my mind. And the highlight of the tour for me was the toilets coming right out of the rock way down deep inside. How did they do that?
I bet you TL you can remember!!
I believe we've discussed, on past pages, my poor memory. I'm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> to admit that I
don't remember first smiles specifically. What I DO remember is how funny they each looked when they'd smile these big, old toothless grins-- while at the breast--without ever letting go of the nipple. It always stretched things out in a a very odd way, and amused me then, and amuses me now to think about again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
seasonally cold and windy August day around 5am.
It's hot in August here in California, and my initial reaction to this was, "Huh?" Then logic returned, and I thought, "Ah, Australia," and it made sense. I think having the seasons reverse that way would seem very strange to adults moving from one hemisphere to another. Of course, if you timed it right, and moved enough, you could skip winter entirely and just build your life around fall and spring, and the cooler parts of summer. Expensive, though.
Neakbro gave me some new wallpaper for my computer. I don't know where he found it but I now have this large-nosed kangaroo, in full-face closeup, staring at me whenever I turn on the computer. It's almost as amusing as a grinning baby with his mouth full of titty! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Except now he usually needs money or food.
Back then, all he needed was food, which made money obsolete. How much has actually changed? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
And the highlight of the tour for me was the toilets coming right out of the rock way down deep inside. How did they do that?
The obvious explanation would be dynamite, but somehow that doesn't seem like a logical,
sensible explanation either. How would you like to be the one to explain how you blew up Carlsbad Caverns trying to make toilets? I don't know how they did it, but I'm willing to be Neakbro or HP would be able to at least come up with a
theory. Personally, I don't specifically remember the toilets. What I remember from that day was truly realizing for the first time, when she was unable to complete the walk down and had to be transported by others for the last part of the trip, that my indefatigable mother was growing old and slipping away from us. That awareness over-rode a lot of other observations, and is what lingers when I think about the trip.
I also remember my kids singing their adaptation of the Shari Lewis song (This is the Song that Has No End), starting about halfway down that interminable path. It went like this: "This is the trail that has no end; It just keeps on and on, my friend. Some people started walking it, not knowing what it was, And they'll keep walking it forever, just because This is the Trail that Has No End..." They weren't really loud, but they did sing it for a long time. Finally this man and his young son passed us (we were going slowly by then because of my mom) as they sang...and as they disappeared into the darkness ahead, I heard the little boy take up the song and start singing it himself. Whereupon, from out the the darkness ahead, a father's voice was heard calling back to us, "Thanks a
lot!" We all laughed, and even now it remains a treasured moment, since the kid was still singing it when his voice faded from our hearing. But certainly not his dad's... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
And THAT is what I remember about Carlsbad Caverns.
t&l
[color:"blue"] I need for y'all to keep my cousin and her family in your prayers. Her daughter, Mary Helen, was killed in a car wreck Tuesday night. All she had done was go to a basketball game. I know no details other than this precious 16yo girl, an only child, is gone. Forever.
So, please pray for Mary Helen's friends and family. [/color]
Will do. I'm so sorry to hear this. No one is ever really "ready" for the death of a friend or family member, but there's something especially traumatic about the unexpected death of your child. I'll pass the word along to Neak, too, as soon as I can get ahold of her. They must be in a stretch of country that has no cell phone service, because nobody answered when I just called.
God keep you and your family.
t&l
I didn't know the child. Haven't seen her or my cousin in years, literally, but I grew up w/ her mom. And this just so rattled me this morning. I was not very functional at work. Hope the boss understands. I just did the very best I could. Fell short but I did all I could do.
Just got a call from Neak and she had a Dervish anecdote. It seems that today, for some reason or other (possibly some earlier visit to the Taco Bell bean factory! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />), she was seriously troubled by, um, let's call them "intestinal rumblings" and "intermittent emissions". Most of the time she tried to keep them under control, but the trail to the bottom is rough and bouncy, and occasionally she would have a little slip. As it turns out, in the winter when there are few visitors, it's much easier to hear that sort of thing than it would've been in the summer time when we visited before with all those big vacation crowds, so she was highly motivated to be careful not to get caught. However, there came one occasion where she could tell a big one was coming, and since she thought nobody was around to hear it, she let loose and didn't hold back. At that point, the Dervish took off at a fierce pace down the trail, shouting as he raced on ahead of them, "Wun, evwybody! Wun! Mama 'tink up de cave!" Lucky for her it was dark in there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Cinderella, I'm so sorry for the loss of your cousin's daughter. How sad...and more so because she was an only child. I don't know how we would have made it through the loss of our infant daughters if we had not already had our two living children. My prayers will be going up for your cousin, your family and their friends.
Yep, AW, there is nothing better than dirty nappies to keep you from being sickening ga-ga over your sweet lil' baby! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Our son's new home IS nice. He's done a lot of work on it himself. Not only is he an electrician and plumber, he has turned out to be a darned good trim carpenter!
The house originally was supposed to have 4 bedrooms and 3 baths, but they decided to close off the foyer entrance to the formal dining room and make a 5th bedroom or so-called "guest room" out of it. I have a feeling that whatever "guest" stays in that room will probably be around for about 18 years or so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Here is a
floor plan that is very close to his actual floor plan. The main difference is that the layout of the garage, master bedroom suite, and laundry area are different.
The room over the garage is quite large, with 3 separate areas. One area will be the "stage" for playing music (DS plays drums and guitar). Another area will be an office area, with a computer desk, and the 3rd area will be a TV area. Since he had so much space under the roof, he also added a half-bath so they wouldn't have to tromp up and down the stairs all the time.
The NERVE of the Dervish! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Why do our kids have to announce every one of our foibles to the entire world at the top of their lungs? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hmmmmm! Maybe noxious emissions are the answer to Believer's question about how they got the toilets blasted into the rock. You know, some gassy workman probably shucked his drawers, squatted down, and.....while some other guy wearing a gas mask, held a match in the appropriate place while the gassy workman let'er rip!
And, THAT reminds me of the time I was hauling around a bunch of Cub Scouts during my tenure as the Den Leader. They were all bragging abou the thing their dads could do, with each boy trying to top the others. However, MY son shut 'em all up when he announced, "Well, when my dad farts or goes to the bathroom, you'd better not light a match or you'll blow the whole house up!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
What is it with boys, big and little, and bodily functions?
I don't know, Cinderella.
All I know is that all the men in my family still take great delight in trying to get people to "pull my finger", like it's some new trick that nobody else knows about.
I also refuse to let my H get ahead of me while walking in a store or ....well, just about any public place....'cuz I KNOW what he's gonna do! And, he does it ON PURPOSE!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I once knew a lady who inadvertently let one rip in the drugstore and promptly turned around and said, fairly loudly, to her H, "Oh, honey, I'm so sorry that you're still having stomach trouble today. We'd better get you some Gas-X while we're here!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
When I had my daycare center, 3 year old Molly kept getting the giggles and I couldn't figure out why, so I finally asked her what was so funny. She cracked up laughing as she told me, "My mama tooted 3 times before breakfast this morning!"
Cinders so very sorry to hear about the death in your family. It is so hard to realise the finality of it all when they are children. CHILDREN OF ANY age to. In the normal course of events you expect to see your kids grow into proud manhood or womanhood and perhaps marry - happily god willing, or at the least be happy with life, grow old, see grandkids growing like trees and to leave this world a slightly better place than you found it.
No parent should have to bury their child, it wounds your soul.
I will pray for your family if thats ok.
LC that home is very nice. I do so hope they will have a wonderful life in their new home. Maybe those bedrooms could get filled one day ??? lol
SO MANY BATHROOMS..I have trouble with two let alone 4ish!!
The boys in this house are impossible, if its not the loo seats left up, they have been wee'ed over or half the room has. I mean what do they do, have contests on who can write their names on the walls?????
Caves can be so lovely. We have some down south we use for cathedrals and for weddings & dinners that sort of thing & they are lovely all lit up.
The water is so pure they encourgae you to taste it - its 1000's of years old! It seeps through limestone - like a natural filter
I absolutely LOVED Carlsbad Caverns. I've been all over the country, and that is the place that stuck in my mind. And the highlight of the tour for me was the toilets coming right out of the rock way down deep inside. How did they do that?
well B I reckon a pick or two , some drills and a submersable pump or two ... ummm I hope you dont taste the water there do you??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> hahahahaha
MEN fart ... women break wind <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
However, MY son shut 'em all up when he announced, "Well, when my dad farts or goes to the bathroom, you'd better not light a match or you'll blow the whole house up!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
At least the kids hadn't been having a brag session about their
moms!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I'm off to put in a day shift. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'd rather be nibbled to death by ducks, except for the pay. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
A day shift??? now that MUST be strange to have to do...but I think it must be better for your body clock than a night shift surely?
I'm not sure I have a body clock right now, I think it is sleeping, Mikey has gone back to waking all hours for some reason known only to him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
hes decided he wants to be walked up & down up & down... I'm thinking its the new floor in the bedroom - he sleeps in the main bedroom with me - its too light & airy now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
maybe I should put a Afghan carpet under the cot ? I've got one or two rolled up under the bed for winter as wood floors get COLD <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Afghan carpet - oh the irony <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Oh gawd there he goes again Baaaaaaaaawwwwww coming sweety <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I remember those days. So precious and so frustrating at the same time.
Maybe Mikey is teething and his gums are hurting. Cutting those jaw teeth can be a bugger for the poor lil' babes.
Some Numbsit rubbed onto his gums might help. I even used some Chloroseptic spray once when in a pinch. 'Course, he might cry a while longer, 'cuz that stuff tastes really NASTY, but it did the trick for my lil' one. I just figured that if Chloroseptic would ease a sore throat, it might work on the gums.
Thanks LC
used some bonjella its a aniseed flavoured teething gel & it worked like a treat.
Mikey is munching on a teething ring & not very hungry last few days. Little guy just wants to be held so thats my job <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
would someone come hold me......I am so down.
went to the funeral today.
Then walked out of my mom's apartment without telling her goodbye because she is still hung up on blaming my d for what happened to her. I let her have it that, by not telling me what she suspected, she was guilty of failing to protect her grandaughter, then I turned and walked out. Without a word.
Not gonna call that retired social worker for a few days.
Even if she is my mom.
I don't have to take that stuff.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Another dead baby. Same room. Same gestational age. How come, with 6 people on, she was assigned to me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> to day shift.
Sounds like everybody's day has been less-than-optimal, shall we say? We need to give ourselves each a big hug and a rousing kiss. Or kick. Whichever works best. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
tnl - I'm so sorry. For all the good stuff that you see in your job, I'm sure you see enough heartbreaks, too.
Usually L&D is a cheerful place to work, as long as you don't mind screaming women. Most of the time things turn out right. Everybody's happy, and it's all pretty upbeat. But when things go wrong, I think that, as a general rule, it's worse there, than when things go wrong somewhere else in the hospital.
As hard as it was to say good-bye to my mother, at least when she died--at 89 years of age--nobody could say that she hadn't given life a good run for its money. When a baby dies, it just seems harder somehow. I guess it's because of the sense of a life unlived, potential unfulfilled, dreams unrealized. The grief of the parents is very acute, especially since almost always, the death was completely unexpected, allowing them no chance for any sort of mental or emotional preparation. In Neak's case, until I put that ultrasound wand on her abdomen, and we were unable see any clear cardiac activity, nobody had any real clue what we were about to find out. How do you get ready for something like that?
They say that no matter how long you know in advance that someone is dying, you're still never ready for it to actually happen. But the completely unexpected death has its own special knife twist, I think, and when I wrapped the baby up in the little blanket and handed it the sobbing parents, saying, "I'm going to close the door for you now and leave you with the baby as long as you want," my voice broke in the middle and I had to stop, clear my throat ahem-ahem, and try again. I used to have better emotional distance, for some reason. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Off to work again. I''m about ready to start Kewpie's story, I think. I still don't know for sure what happened, and I won't give any real names, or even real states, because I'm not sure if I would need to be afraid of the consequences if prison officials should somehow learn of our suspicions. If we are right, murder was committed by men in the guise of law officials, and if that is true, certainly those who did it have a strong interest that their crime remained covered.
t&l
T&L - Sorry that these things keep happening. But I wish that I had had a nurse like you when I lost my first. Just the fact that you realize that this is a REAL loss, and that they need memories of their child is so important.
praying for you tl, some days can be very hard in your job.
How would you think that you would not be affected so soon after Dillon?
We all associate and relect what goes in our lives and those we love so its only to be expected that you are not as 'detached' as you may have previously been.
Caring is not a weakness but a strength, though its SOOOO much easier to say than to do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Just because I understand that does not mean much ... IC keeps saying 'why me, why me & <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ... for some reason <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
they need memories of their child
Much more attention is paid to this fact now than it was back when when you lost your baby. For this patient, I was able to obtain 2 very nice pairs of footprints and handprints, one set on a card, with a poem about footprints that pass through our lives too soon, that the nurses signed; and the other on a white panel that was inserted into a cloth frame on the little "grief box" that is provided for mementos. The little feet were just a little over 1/2" long, and the hands turned out very nicely, especially considering it was day shift and I could get anybody to help me hold the fingers out straight once they were inked...so I figured out a way to do it by myself. Night shift here is the only shift that does handprints anyway, since they're much harder to do than feet, and somebody always helps the nurse who had the delivery, since you need one hand to hold the card, one hand to hold the arm, and one hand to hold the fingers. Few of the nurses have 3 hands for this purpose, but nobody on day shift was interested in helping out so I developed a new system that worked in spite of them.
We got new digital cameras for the department, too, and I was able to wrap the baby in a little blanket, put a tiny hat on her head, and fix her little hands so they showed by her face as if she were asleep, and then get some really good closeups, too.
Much better than that stupid Polaroid that we used to have. Still, the only way to do this (at least for me) is to divorce my emotions from my tasks, and only allow myself to think about the steps of my job as they come in sequence, so that each one is done well, but without contemplation.
The patient told me at the end of the day how glad she was that I was there. Turns out I was the delivery nurse for her sister 5 years ago, and the grandparents remembered me because her sister, who was having her 3rd baby, had gotten stuck at 6cm and was having the threat of a C-section waved over her head. They said I came in, and when they told me what the doctor had said, replied, "Well then, let's fix that for you."
"And then you climbed up on the bed, and did something with your fingers, and the baby came." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I must've been a lot more agile 5 years ago, because I certainly don't do any bed-climbing these days!!!! I don't actually remember doing that sort of thing back then, either. I'm more of a sit-by-the-side-and-hold-a-foot-on-my-shoulder kind of person, but who am I to argue with their memories?
Well, I've got to go and start Pitocin on the hapless soul whose membranes ruptured 12 hrs. ago but who hasn't managed yet to have a single contraction on her own. She might have had this done earlier, but when I called the MD at 10PM, she had a bad headache, and was perfectly willing to put off any labor stimulation until morning, after she had a chance to sleep. How nice it is on those rare occasions when what the doctor wants to do, suits the nurse right down to the ground, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
MMMmmmmmmmm wise Doctor <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You know, when I had my first baby, I felt a bit underattended. I was one of those 7 am inductions who got her water broken at 2 pm because I was not dilating. I got to 3 centimeters long about 10 pm. I had the baby about 5;30 the next morning. The doctor later apologized for not having gone the route of prostaglandin gel. Thankfully, I had great postpartum care.
With the second baby, I had wonderful labor and delivery care. Induction about 7 - baby at 2:30. Nurse was personable. Let me have ice chips and a popsicle. Lousy postpartum care.
My mom lost a fullterm stillborn baby when I was 12. It affected what I told the pediatrician and gyn before the babies were born. Affected which hospital I went to. I was, after all, the daughter of a medical social worker.
I used to belong to a smocking group. We made daygowns for a local hospital - and some special things for the bereavement program. I always sewed them with special love.
My church currently has a sewing program which makes teddy bears which go all over the world - Cuba, Germany, New York, Jackson MS, Honduras, anywhere they are needed. They also make infant caps, little shirts, quilts, totebags and other items for children in the Children's Hospital at a teaching hospital in Nashville.
Before I go to sleep, just wanted to include this text message from Neak, who is in SoCal now on their way home and will be back here by this afternoon...having made an offer on the house in the barn. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Jonah, no, 'Lijah--by the Dervish
"Da izzywights... da pwiests tucking demselves and
shumping and shoking demselves. Lijah say maybe he on
da potty, or maybe he wif da shickens... hee hee hee,
I make dat one up."
t&l
It's interresting the way humor is mixed with things so serious.
I know I can't keep up, so I'll just say hi.
HI !!
SS waves
My wife sent me this one this morning.
My husband, being unhappy with my mood swings, bought
me a mood ring the other day so he would be able to
monitor my moods.
We've discovered that when I'm in a good mood, it
turns green. When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a big,
bright, red mark on his forehead.
Maybe next time he'll buy me a diamond...
Cheers !
SS
Yahoo!!! children were both out of school and I was off from work for President's Day. We had the best day off we have had in ages!!!!!!! [color:"orange"]Yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!![/color]
Well, we are back, we have had a wonderful home-cooked fresh supper, looked at all the pictures, talked up a storm, and gotten ready for bed. Neaksis is helping us figure out how little of our stuff we can't live without. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
What an adventure! We have pictures and stories, once I am coherent, and once my dearest, favoritest taskmaster lets me go tomorrow. Well, I've got to take the rental car back at some point, preferably after the stuff is unloaded.
I'll have to catch up. I see I'm days behind.
excitement and a NEW beginning do I hear ? lol
sounds like you all had a wonderful time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
cant wait to hear! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
CINDERS GLAD YOU HAD A GREAT DAY!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We're just trying to get the poor, poor rental car ready to go back. Part of that is going to involve scraping off the mud and salt mixture all over the exterior. It looks like we went muddin. Well, we did. Most of the way through Oklahoma.
We just got the counter-offer on the house. She offered just under the original asking price, which is fine, but wants to allow us only 30 days to find a buyer here, and close escrow. That is so not happening! In our offer it allowed us 3 months to complete everything, would probably have been closer to 2 in actuality, but 30 days is crazy woman talk. No DJ intended.
but 30 days is crazy woman talk.
I don't know if that's exactly true. Far be it from ME to hustle you out of state and halfway across the continent any sooner than I have to, and I am very far from convinced that you (OR AJ) would
really like to live in a single-wide in a barn...with 3 children (why don't you just buy a sardine can and move into
that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but if God wanted to send you a buyer for Neaksis' house, and finish things up in that time frame, I have no doubt but that it could all be done. It would also give a sense of "rightness" and authority to a move that seems just a wee bit impulsive to me, otherwise. Conversely, if it takes 3 months (or more) to complete, He can hold the other property for you, too, if that's where He wants you to move, and where He wants you to live. It just depends on what you pray, I guess, and how it's answered.
I'm leaving for your house soon to take your GP to get his ID card. Is he awake, up, dressed, and ready? I'm awake (sort of), up (but not at 'em), dressed (I slept in my clothes when I got home from work), and ready ("ready" being a relative term, you understand). We ought to make a great pair this afternoon. The elder and the living fossil! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
HP just called to say that he's taking Neakbro out to lunch tomorrow and did I want to come along, since I'm not working tonight...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Fortunately, or unfortunately (I don't know which just yet), I'm not working tonight so that I can work a day shift tomorrow...and will be unavailable for this unprecedented event. I wonder if they're going to King Tsin. I wonder if they'll save me any food.
Most of all, I wonder why! He's certainly getting very chummy with everybody, isn't he? Makes me nervous! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Another dead baby. Same room. Same gestational age. How come, with 6 people on, she was assigned to me? to day shift.
Sounds like everybody's day has been less-than-optimal, shall we say? We need to give ourselves each a big hug and a rousing kiss. Or kick. Whichever works best.
Here's a big hug for you: ((((((((((t&l))))))))))
I'm so sorry that you have to deal with these triggers, but I'm so glad that you have the compassion and thoughtfulness to help others through that moment of loss.
For a long time after we lost both Jamie and Amy, it seemed as if everytime I picked up a newspaper, there was an obituary for a newborn infant. To this day, I cannot attend a funeral for a child...because grief wells up inside me as if it was MY child. Thankfully, there haven't been too many children I've known who have died. Well, I DID attend the funeral for my best friend's daughter and her unborn baby who died in a car accident. I made it through because I HAD to for the sake of my friend.
I agree with you, Susan. If buying the trailer is what God intends for them to do, everything will fall into place.
Neak, if you DO buy the trailer, be mindful of the lack of privacy you and AJ will have. There is NOTHING private in a trailer!
Now, if it works out that you actually buy the sardine can...er...trailer, we should have some discussions about innovative storage solutions.
For instance, did you know that you can make a pretty nifty bedside table out of a 30-gal. plastic garbage can, a circle of plywood, and a piece of 2x4, with a flat sheet made into a tablecloth? The table would also work as an end table beside the sofa. It makes a handy-dandy place to store extra linens, out-of-season clothes, Christmas decorations, etc.
For kids' rooms, you can also use kitchen cabinets, a few 2x4s and plywood to build raised platform twin beds. This gives space for the children's clothes and toys, plus the space between the back of the cabinet and the wall is great for other storage.
Remember that trailers do not have much closet space and NO attic space!
Hi, Lady Clueless--How's it going for you? Personally, I'm weary of myself, which is pretty difficult, since I have to take
me everywhere I go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> On the plus side, our dearly-beloved Charred-and-Broiled, having come to the brink of suicide over his life failures, is coming back home and trying to pick up his pieces. He would've been SO much better if he'd stuck with his interest in Neaksis, instead of being lured by the flashy cover of the Charbroiler, horror story extraordinaire...for which he has certainly paid over and over again. Whether or not Neaksis would've been better off is open to debate, but since it's a moot point at this juncture, it's really not worthy worrying about. I'm just glad he's trying to get back on track again.
For instance, did you know that you can make a pretty nifty bedside table out of a 30-gal. plastic garbage can, a circle of plywood, and a piece of 2x4, with a flat sheet made into a tablecloth?
I hope it's sturdy enough to be the new "bathroom sink"! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis just told me the sardine can has TWO sinks! Who needs anything else? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That was probably what made her fall in love with it.
Well, tell her to watch out about propping her feet against the wall. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Those trailers only have about 1/4" wallboard on the walls! Very easy for them to get holes in them....from things like doorknobs being slammed against them, feet being propped against them while...er...using the bathroom sink. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and I'm OK, except for a bad bout of recurring sinus infections. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I'm also still in a sort of snit about H LBing me the other night. One of those things that I'm sick and tired of, but trying to determine the best way to deal with it.
Oh, and it's so nice of HP to invite you out for dinner! I understand that your body clock is sort of messed up by having to work days for a change, but couldn't you go for just a little while? It's not like you have to pay for the meal, is it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I seem to have changed the meaning of the word 'sink'. No one ever thinks of the Titanic anymore, never mind just washing their hands.
We would have OODLES more privacy in the trailer. Right now our bedroom directly adjoins that of the Princess, with no door in between. It was actually intended to be more of a den attatched to the master bedroom, but with Grandpa taking two of the other rooms, it was how things had to be. Actually, the Dervish has been sleeping in there, too, where we can keep an eye on him.
It is so much less than optimal, waiting for the children to fall asleep before enjoying any conjugal bliss. If things get too desperate, we let them sleep out on the living room floor like they are always wanting to do because it's different and therefore fun. Or sometimes we just lock ourselves in the bathroom. Anything to get away, because we have to create our own privacy, having no natural privacy to begin with.
The trailer, on the other hand, has a wonderfully huge master bedroom at one end, and the two kids' bedrooms clear at the other end, with the living room, kitchen, dining room, other bathroom, and a hallway in between. Unbelievable! Privacy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So I guess all that leaves to worry about is making holes in the wall by the sink. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We're waiting over heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere!
C'mon, it's only across the room. How long can it take to walk over here?
but couldn't you go for just a little while? It's not like you have to pay for the meal, is it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'll be working in a different town from the one in which he'll be having his lunch outing. There's no way I could make it back and forth between the two of them during the lunch-hour-I-almost-never-get-anyway-because-it's-always-too-busy, to say nothing of actually having time to eat anything. However, if it's King Tsin, I AM expecting leftovers, and since Neakbro is sitting right next to me reading over my shoulder, there is no excuse whatsoever for claiming not to know what I want brought to me tomorrow night...when I drag my aged, enfeebled body home from the hospital. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I would've been there already if I hadn't had to reply to you! Good grief!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Christmas is coming, but not you.
Do you want me to link you to an online map?
Maybe a floor plan, so you can see your way clear to RIGHT OVER HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I want to have the last word, but it's hard when all I can hear from across the room is tappity-tappity-tap! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Or, I can just start posting photos, and let the whole world see them before you.
Neaksis will hold my hand, and stretch across the room to guide you here.
I am getting so old, so weak........
The room is swirling around me. Growing dim.......
No wonder you can't make it over here.
Finally! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
(Princess shakes her head at it all)
OK, I looked at the blasted OK photos. They were OK. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> She'll have to post some of them soon. They went to Tombstone. You need to see the real OK corral; it wasn't OK. Wasn't in OK, either. However, the house in the barn was OK in OK. Not actually bad at all, for a house in a barn. The Princess' room would even have real light coming in the window. Not much of a view out the back, though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to bed. When I work nights, it takes F-0-R-E-V-E-R to get to 5:30AM. When I have to get up in the morning, 5:30 is an obscene hour at which to be getting out of bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Great, the owls in the attic are noisy tonight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> This should be fun. Not. Neak, tell Neakbro to get over here and cover up the vents before they lay eggs and I'm stuck with them for another summer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That would be the OWLS laying eggs, not the vents, in case you were confused, dear daughter. I don't even know what vent eggs would look like! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I was hoping this would have a picture, but no such luck. It should at least make you feel relief at what you escaped. Maybe she can be Mikey's perfect woman when they grow up, and between the 2 of them, they could produce a Clydesdale! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Woman in Spain Has 15 Pound Baby
Feb 21 4:49 PM US/Eastern
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MADRID, Spain
A Colombian woman has given birth to a 15-pound baby, the largest in 40 years in Madrid's main maternity hospital.
The 38-year-old mother, identified only as Rosario, had gestational diabetes _ which can cause women to give birth to larger-than-usual babies _ and a track record. Her first daughter, now nine, weighed five kilos (10.2 pounds) at birth.
The new baby's father, Juan Carlos, said that with another woman he had a daughter that weighed 17 pounds at birth. "They told me it is genetic," he told reporters.
The proud parents showed off their daughter Arancha on Monday. She was born Feb. 13 at the Hospital Universitario la Paz.
The mother said she gained 48 pounds during the pregnancy and toward the end she could barely walk.
Arancha _ 22 inches long _ was born via Caesarean section in a procedure that ended up surprising even veteran nurses.
Rosario said: "I got scared when the nurses said: 'Oh my God!'. I was conscious, with an epidural, and I was afraid because I did not know if the baby had problems or in the end I was having more than one, as predicted by some people who had seen my belly."
I am getting so old, so weak........
Poor Neak.........
t&l
P.S. She's sink-ing into aged decrepitude, apparently. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
OMG
15 lbs ..oh my aching bits & pieces!!
Am I so grateful that all my kids were a few weeks/months early!!
They would have to have brought in a car engine block & tackle to lift them out if I went full term!! lol
The OK place inside the big shed..I have the answer.... just go & clad the INSIDE of the shed and convert it to a MASSIVE home!! Something to while away the OK winters <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
wow I would have fun, mezzanine floors, spiral staircases, 5 bathrooms, a spa, a sauna, gym, of course ONE of you would need to work very hard to get enough money for me to play with <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> heh heh
Ouch! 15 lbs.! I'm so glad that I gave birth to under 7 pounders! My sister had an 11 pounder, and when my daddy heard the news, he wanted to know, "Hmmph! Who'd they weigh, Sis or the baby?" (Sis only weighed about 100 lbs when she got pregnant...very underweight).
On the other hand, at least there is such a thing as a C-section for these huge babies. I can't get over the 62 year old blind woman in California who just gave birth to her 12th child...3 years after giving birth to her 11th. I'd be worried about DYING before I got them raised. Of course, her DH is only 48, so I expect he would still be around.
Oh, yes! AW, can I help you transform Neak's shed into a mansion? I have lots of ideas!
Actually, my brother built a house around his trailer, and it looks very nice. He said that he saved a lot of money over completely building a new house, but I haven't figured out how. He replaced the floors, the ceilings, the kitchen cabinets, the windows, added a big family room, two bedrooms, a bath, a carport, and a laundry room, plus put a roof over the whole thing and bricked it.
Another thing I have thought about doing at our vacation place is putting up one of those commercial metal buildings and making a house out of it. A 50 x 50 building, with 12' high side walls and insulation and minus concrete, doors and windows is only about $12,000. That's assuming that one doesn't mind having a home that looks on the outside like....well, a metal commercial building!
LC
we could have so much fun with Neaks shed!
I have my nail gun & 9lb hammer and my tech screw gun all ready!!
Aussie for some reasons always shouts out 'incoming'& runs when I use my nail gun ... I mean I only nailed his boots that one time to the roof joist .. anyone would think I made a habit of it!! And I missed all his toes anyway.
You should se the new range of shed/homes you can get these days .. its so cheap really. A 2 bed over here is about $4900 & a 4 bed $13000 the whole lot including internal walls ..not bad at all.
Of course I would want to put up the super deluxe 5 bed 2 bath design and put a verandha al the way around it.. but who has $33,900
but the challenge would be the duplex design - 2 x 3 bed units thats $39,000 .. still cheap I suppose.
But as its not my money I'll have a go to put it up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
oh well fun to think about ,,, but back to the grind here ..shhhhssss Mikeys asleep going to get to bed 'early' for once 1.30am.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, I have the electricians and plumbers, and I know a fantastic concrete man who can pour a concrete floor that is as smooth as glass.
I have a nail gun, too, plus an air compressor, plus quite a few saws, etc.
I was just thinking....with all that space under the shed or barn or whatever it is...maybe there would be space for an indoor play space like McDonald's has. The kids would think that is cool...and maybe would stay in it enough for Neak and AJ to have some real privacy.
Neak just THINKS that she would have privacy in the trailer. That saying, "Don't come knockin' when the trailer's rockin'" didn't come about for NO REASON!! Another thing...did she observe the space that is likely underneath the bedroom doors? Most of the time, it's about 3 inches...plenty of room for curious little eyes to peer under. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
This is so inspiring! When did you all say you could visit? It might take me a while to build a 2-3 story spiral staircase alone.
I am not fussy about past mistakes, AW. I will just wear my steel-toed boots, and you can nail away. (I might watch out for my fingers more closely, but that's all.)
I have at least gotten the
Tombstone Photos onto Yahoo photos, and hopefully this link will take you to the album page so you can just see everything I've put in there so far. If it doesn't work, please remember I am Head of IT.
And here is the picture Mom took. She has entitled it,
"A Not-So-Final Resting Place".
Oh, Neak, nice pictures. It looks like you had fun.
Thank you, blushing modestly, it was sooooo much fun. That was only the first fun stop of the trip. Carlsbad took up more pictures than the whole rest of the trip put together. I'll just have to pick the best ones so the album doesn't fill to overflowing.
The epitaphs were my favorite.
Did you know the Tombstone paper was named The Epitaph because they humorously decided that every Tombstone should have an Epitaph?
I still can't believe they just stood there and shot each other. STUPID!!!
That's probably because they were men.
I just got home from putting in an 18-hr. shift...12 hrs. of time-and-a-half, and 6 hrs. of double time. Nice money, should I survive to spend it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I was tempted to keep on going, since they were still insanely busy when I left. If I'd worked the whole 24 hrs. I could've earned 42 hrs. of pay for that one day's work, and it would've beaten my personal longest shift by 2 hrs., but my feet rebelled against the impulse of my head and refused to carry my butt around any longer than they'd already done today. So I gave up and oozed out the door.
That Neaksis!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> She knew I was worried about getting enough work after I quit my 2nd job, since the reason I got it in the first place was to replace all the overtime that dried up at my regular job...so she told me she was praying that I'd be able to make up the difference without going somewhere else. Do you think I should ask her to stop praying for the blessing of employment opportunities? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I have had the windows of heaven opened on me, and fear I have not room enough to receive it. Not much more of it, anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You guys carry on in the early morning. You have my utmost admiration for your early risings. I'll be asleep. I'll admire you later! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I still can't believe they just stood there and shot each other. STUPID!!!
Mmmmmm 1881
2006 -
10/01/2006: Australia announces a new deployment of 110 troops to Afghanistan to fight "terrorism".
02/02/2006: Afghan fighters step up attacks
21/02/2006: Australian troops will now serve for a further two-year mission in Afghanistan
21/02/2006: Australia sends more Chinook transport helicopters to aid SAS
23/02/2006: PM orders urgent reinforcement in Afghanistan - 200 more troops rushed to battle
and what has changed do you think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The testy-tosterone remains alarmingly similar in its effects, even across the centuries.
Well, I'm up. It was 12:30PM, and it seemed like it was about time. It appears I'm going back into work at 2:45PM, though, for another 16-hr.shift, so if I'm going to get some of those gel shoe liners I'd better start hustling so I'll still have time to ditch the car full of packing boxes I got yesterday morning at work shortly before things got into that stupid handbasket and headed south. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Kewpie's story is going to have to wait for another day. My magic fingers have an appointment somewhere else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I forgot until just now, and I simply have to tattle on AJ.
Yesterday morning when he got out of the shower he discovered that there is a critical difference between Johnson&Johnson Lavendar Baby Lotion and Johnson&Johnson Lavandar Baby Body Wash. ROFL! He looked so funny getting back into the shower with his belly all white and bubbly.
Think he can remember? Dinner time, friends.....And time to watch the olympics.
didn't go the way i wanted but that is ok....the world won't end.
Oh, Gi-i-i-i-i-i-i-ir-r-r-r-r-rls! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Have I got a surprise for you!! Something you've heard about ever since you were little munchkins, always been curious about, and never had a chance to experience. Can you guess what it is? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> No? Well, then you'll just have to wait until this afternoon when I come to visit and you can find out for yourselves.
I can't wait! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> You'll be so thrilled. Wanna take a guess?
t&l
Aussies home Aussies home Aussies home Aussies home Aussies home Aussies home Aussies home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
they bought nearly all of them back home for rest & to guard the Commonwealth games <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
but I can't get him until tomorrow we are having a welcome home at the barracks at 12.15 my darling is home!!!!
I'm SO glad I'm awake in the middle of the night to find this out before everybody else. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Dare we hope the Commonwealth Games are going to last until the Afghanistan mission is completed and there's no war to which they can return? If this isn't the case, what part(s) of his body can we help you break, bend, torque, or otherwise damage to keep him ineligible for combat? No, I'm not talking about that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Honestly...........the things you people think of! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Have a wonderful time, both of you, and your whole family.
t&L
Thank God, AW. What a big surprise!!!!!!!
Of course, now you get to do the whole AW coming home thing - him pacing the perimeter, etc.
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What HAPPY news, AW! I'm so glad for you!
I was so glad to read about Aussie being home. It made me feel a little better after my having been in a snit all day yesterday.
Please allow me to vent and please offer suggestions.
My DiL is a lovely girl. She's a GOOD girl, with high morals. She loves my son and his 3 children and takes very good care of them.
HOWEVER...the old adage that a son is a son until he takes a wife is certainly true.
Yesterday was #2 DGS's 13th birthday. I was sick earlier this week with a sinus infection, so hadn't talked to him. Anyway, I called DS yesterday morning to see what they were planning for DGS's birthday, and to see if they wanted me to get a cake or something. (Traditionally, I've usually made their cakes, but because I'd been sick, I hadn't done so this week.)
Well, DS hems and haws and stutters...finally coming out with, "Well, her mom is getting a pizza and we're going over there." After a considerably long pause, he said, "Well, y'all can come over there if you want to."
I said, "Let me call Daddy and see what he wants to do." I called DH to ask him, but in the meantime decided that I was not going to feel like a 5th wheel at OUR DGS's birthday celebration. My H agreed, so I called DS back and told him that I would make a cake for DGS and we'd celebrate with him this weekend. I called DGS after he got home from school to wish him a happy BD.
This same thing happened with #1 DGS's BD last summer.
DGD's birthday is in 2 weeks. After I finished talking to DS earlier, I called him back and asked what they were planning for DGD's BD. He said, "I don't know." I said, "Well, I'm just calling to let you know that we want first dibbs for it." I don't think it has sunk into DS's head yet that Daddy and I are majorly P*$$ed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
We are the only living natural grandparents that these kids have. We have been there for them through all the turmoil that they've lived in their young lives. While we are grateful that DiL's parents have accepted them into their family and love them, I don't think they should supplant US in our grandchildren's lives.
When it comes to holidays, our family is last on the list...if they have time. When DiL was complaining about not having time to celebrate with both sides of the family, I did offer up some examples of how we handled the holidays...for instance, spending Thanksgiving with one set and Christmas with the other and then reversing it the next year. I encouraged her to find a solution that would work for them.
In view of the fact that I will close up our store for the 45 minutes or so that it takes to go pick the kids up for dentist appointments, tutoring, etc., often keep the kids while at work, and have even gone to pick the kids up from school so they won't have to drive home to get the kids and then back to our town again. BTW, the fact that DiL didn't ask me to do this yesterday is a pretty good indication that she didn't intend for us to be invited to her parents' house. Well, I will continue to pick the kids up for their dentist/dr. appointments and for tutoring, but I'm not gonna do it anymore just so they can save some time and THEIR gas.
Also, we were never offered the chance to order any copies that WE wanted of their wedding pics, I finally called yesterday to find out if the photographer still had the negatives. Since DiL was given the proof book to keep, I had asked her if I could scan what I wanted to make pics for myself. That was over a year ago, and after one reminder, the proof book is not forthcoming. So, as soon as I can clear up some time, I will make an appointment with the photographer to get my own pics made. BTW, I only saw the proof book one time, and that was just because I was babysitting the kids at their house. On the other hand, I heard that her mother was showing the pics to everybody in town.
Yeah, my nose is outta joint. But, I need to say something about this without coming across like the MiL from Hades. I do not want my resentment to reach the boiling point, which is getting VERY close.
Any suggestions? The best I can figure is that I need to talk to our son about it, but he pretty much lets her rule the roost...not totally a bad thing, as she HAS shaped him up quite a bit...and he needed a lil' shaping.
AW, I'M SOOOO HAPPY FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lady, you do need to talk to your son, and very nicely explain how their actions have hurt you.
A possible solution would be to have a standing invitation to both sets of grandparents, that if the party is at your house, they are invited, and if the party is at their house, you are invited. That backhanded invitation must have been almost worse than no invitation at all, and this would keep all grandparents from feeling slighted, hopefully.
Your holiday idea is a good one, and one other alternative would be to have holidays at your son's, with all granparents invited.
hi all!
thank you all very much , I am so happy my DD & I have smiles wider than the swan river. lol
I'm also very nervous and unable to sleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Mikey is going to meet his daddy as I'm sure he has no memory and hes grown so much ..
I don't mind him walking too much Believer if it helps him ,,not sure the neighbours are so keen <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
LC
I think Neaks advice was spot on. Just let your son know how it made you feel and reassure you think its great his wifes family loves them & accepts them, you'd just like to also get the same involvement.
you think its great his wifes family loves them & accepts them
I think complimenting her family is a wonderful idea; any mental qualifications you have can be kept behind that smiling facade you'll be showing during your conversation! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And I almost think if you're going to be saying nice things about how wonderful her family is towards your son's children, you might want your DIL to be included in the conversation so she can hear you praise her family first-hand, and not just as repeated by your son. Then you can ask, "Is there any possibility that all of us, from both sides of the family, could get together for these special birthdays? We hate to miss out on all the fun and would enjoy spending some time with your (DIL) folks, too, on occasions like this." Can't promise you what she'd say, but since you've just told her what wonderful people her parents are (and if you could praise her for her own contributions to your family, too, so much the better), it makes it a lot harder for her to have these "wonderful people" be rude and rejecting of a warm expression of interest in getting to know them all better. If she's going to be unpleasant, at least make it difficult for her!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So Happy for AW, and for A too - he's a lucky guy.
WOW, so much has happened -
I'm still reading as much as I can. I can't believe how fast everyone (but me) can type.
T&L, how are you?
SS
t&l is too pooped to pop, that's how t&l is. Just dropped by to see what was happening before I toddle off to bed. Since I've been up for 30 hrs. straight now, it seems like it's about time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> However, Lady Clueless will be pleased to know that, thanks to Neakbro's sore teeth after having his braces tightened, the lunch date with HP was postponed till today and I was able to join them. I still have no idea what it was all about, since all we did was eat--and if it hadn't been for me there wouldn't have been much conversation going on at the table--but was both <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> by my fortune cookie, which read, "Persistence and hard work will be rewarded." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> None of this "Good luck is just around the corner" nonsense for me. Work more. Work harder. Whee.
Tomorrow is my dad's 92nd birthday. All I can say is I'd better not still be working like this by the time I get to be HIS age. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
3 hours to go and I'm like a cat on a hot tin roof!!
Anxious, excited, bit afraid, OMG I feel like a stupid school girl! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
All I hear over & over in my head is "He's home & he's safe"
I've got Mikey all dressed up .. but my hair is a mess ..I think they should have to give us a 24 hour hair warning!!
I just realised that my son must of known!! When I dropped him off at the depot for his training course he told me it 'It would be all ok, especially by tomorrow mum, dont you worry" gave a big wink and went off to join his mates. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
My son is in big trouble! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now if only Travelling Soldier would come home to my DD then I can stop worrying. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
He's not too big to spank. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I am sending you an email in just a couple of minutes, however long it takes me to type it.
AW - Try to stay as calm as possible. I'm sooooo happy he is home and safe - and his mates too.
AW's mum here
she forgot her purse, Michaels nappy bag, and the house keys
children, the older THEY get the older I feel!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
calm child calm.
oh & left the PC on, the fridge open & forgot to let the dog out.
NOW we are ready. And I'm driving thankyou young lady! But me no buts and get in the car.
It's MY boy coming home you know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW's mom. We love your son, and are so thankful that he is back and safe.
Well, I'm assuming that AW is now wrapped in Aussie's arms or will be very shortly. I'm sure that Aussie could care less if her hair is a mess...because he probably plans on it being a mess ASAP anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, I'm glad you got to eat lunch with HP and Neakbro. I always get the sucky fortune cookies, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I would have just handed the fortune to HP and said, "Here, I got yours by mistake." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
DiL came by my store this afternoon because she wanted to make a copy of the child support check that exDiL sent. I don't know why they want to make an actual copy of the check when simply recording it in a ledger would do, but...whatever floats their boat, I guess.
Anyway, I've still been in a snit all day, so I didn't have much to say to her. I guess I sort of gave her the cold shoulder, because if I had actually TALKED to her, I would probably have said some things I shouldn't.
Later on, DS came by and I DID talk to him. I honestly tried to use "I feel" statements, but I was still pretty p*$$ed, so I managed to get him mad.
I just said that I had something to say. I told him that I feel that our side of the family is always last when it comes to any sort of celebration, and that I don't like having that feeling.
DS: "Well, y'all could have come over to M & H's (his in-laws) if you wanted to. I invited you."
Me: "Yes, after I called you. To tell the truth, I feel that if I hadn't called you, we would NOT have been invited."
DS: "Well, we didn't know we were going over there until the last minute." (Not true, as DD later told me that GS#1 had told her the previous day that he thought they were supposed to go eat pizza somewhere. As a side note, we were invited to eat pizza at Pizza Hut for GS#1's BD last year...after they had ordered and as we were getting up from our supper table. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> )
DS: "Y'all could still have come to M & H's."
Me: "No, we did not want to be the fifth wheel at our own grandson's birthday party."
Son: "Mama, that's BS!"
Me: "Actually, this is not the first time. The same sort of thing happened on GS#1's birthday, plus it seems like our family has to take whatever time y'all have left on holidays."
Son: "That's not true."
Me: "Well, it certainly seems that way to us. Think about it."
Son then got angry and said something that I can't remember.
I finally said, "Well, I feel like we're good enough for using and not much else, and that's all I have to say."
I then walked off. He hollered something, and I kept walking. He left mad, judging from the way he spun out of the parking lot.
So far, I have heard nothing from either S or DiL, which is pretty telling. If MY MiL had said expressed such unhappiness, I would have gone to see her and apologize for making her feel that way and promised to do better. In fact, I have done that a time or two for inadvertent things that were never meant to hurt her or slight her.
However, DiL is the type to shrug and say, "Oh, well. That's her problem." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm gonna make GS#2 a homemade-from-scratch, sugar loaded, chocolate creme-filled cake with chocolate frosting. Oughta be good for a couple of dentist visits! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
LadyClueless - I'm so sorry all of this is going on. I guess I have had a very blessed life. My grandparents on both sides were always very close. We always had holidays and big Sunday dinners together - the whole family. It was wonderful.
she forgot her purse, Michaels nappy bag, and the house keys oh & left the PC on, the fridge open & forgot to let the dog out.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I can just
see it!
children, the older THEY get the older I feel!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Amen to that!
t&l
Stop picking on us young un's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is sound asleep with Mikey in his arms on our bed, hes looks dreadful. Like a living skeleton but is very fit for all of that.. not tellin how I know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
He cant get over Mikey being so big and hasn't wanted to let him go for long.
He smells like that pink hospital disinfectant.
I like that picture......I want the 2006 Commonwealth Games to last for about 50 more years.
I'm so glad that Aussie is home. I can tell from your posts that you have been missing him sooooo much! I'm quite sure that with some good home cookin', a lot of rest, and sufficient ....er, exercise <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> of the proper sort, he will soon be back to his old smart-alecky self. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thank you, Believer. Both H and I also come from large families...and while the noise and crowds at family gatherings can get sorta overwhelming at times, we both love it.
I do wish I could start this week over, though. I've been sick with a sinus infection...no runny nose and not even stopped up, but with a killer headache behind my eyes, and then came the back-handed invitation (which only came after I called to inquire about what we were doing for GS#2's BD). Then, today, I took off work to stay home and bake GS#2 a chocolate creme-filled cake. Well, that was a bust. My oven cooks too fast (and I've been complaining for at least 2 years about it). It's been burning the bottom of anything I cook for longer than, say, 15 minutes. I do OK with cookies, but I have to watch them like a hawk and use the insulated cookie sheets. Anyway, I mixed up a chocolate cake from scratch. I put the cake pans in the oven on top of an insulated cookie sheet so the bottoms of the cake layers wouldn't burn, and I also set the temperature about 25 degrees lower than required. I was standing there, waiting for the end of the cooking time. I checked once a few minutes earlier, and the centers were still jiggly. Well, the tops were burned to a crisp! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I ended up going to the grocery store and buying a cake. I took it, some ice cream and GS#2's gift down to DS's house. DS, DiL, and my H were over at the new house working. So, all 3 DGSs, along with a friend of one of them and I celebrated GS#2's birthday.
Oh...and I forgot to mention that while I was baking the cake, my kitchen sink started trying to stop up. Sooooo, I put a pan of water on to boil, and poured some baking soda and vinegar down the drain. When I turned around for the boiling water to pour down after the soda/vinegar, the darned stove eye was on fire! Thankfully, I had the soda handy, so I through it onto the fire. H had too much oil in the pan when he was deep-frying some chicken strips last night, and it boiled over into the drip pan. H had very thoughtfully cleaned the grease up off the floor and from around the stove eye, but neglected to clean the drip pan!
Anyway, after I had cake and ice cream with the boys, I went on over to DS's house. I was hesitant to go, but decided that I would go and see what they had to say...and show that I wasn't cutting them out of my life.
Well, apparently, H has been doing his little bit to "smooth things over". Unfortunately, I know that his way of smoothign things over is to tell people not to say anything to me...that I'll get over it....blah, blah, blah. Anyway, DS acts as if we never had any discussion yesterday...DiL is really excessively perky in telling me "Hi". So, yeah, I figure that H is trying to come across like the good guy and acting like being "last on their list" didn't bother him (when it did!). Trouble is...I find his methods of smoothing things over to be incredibly disrespectful of me. I am really sick of his micro-management of my life.
At any case, there WILL be new boundaries set. When we have our Christmas Eve get-together at our house, we WILL be having a meal, so they'd better come prepared to eat and be on time, too! We will NOT be opening presents until AFTER we are finished eating. If anybody asks or begs to open presents any earlier, we will open presents at a later date....and not that night. I'm quite sure that the not eating supper and the "hurry-up and open presents 'cause we gotta get home" are DiL's idea. Well, I'm the hostess at this lil' party...and I'm setting the agenda. Last year, they were supposed to be at our house by 6, got there at 8, opened presents, and were gone by 9. THAT isn't gonna happen anymore!
Q: How many women with MENOPAUSE (or PMS) does it take to change a light bulb?
A: One! ONLY ONE!!!! And do you know WHY? Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb! They don't even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT!! They would sit in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it out. And, once they figured it out, they wouldn't be able to find the #&%!* light bulbs despite the fact that they've been in the SAME CABINET for the past 17 YEARS! But if they did, by some miracle of God, actually find them, 2 DAYS LATER, the chair t! hey dragged to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!!!! AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE WRAPPER THE FREAKING LIGHT BULBS CAME IN!!! BECAUSE NO ONE EVER CARRIES OUT THE GARBAGE!!!! IT'S A WONDER WE HAVEN'T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF GARBAGE THAT ARE A FOOT DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE!! IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS PLACE! AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHO CHANGES THE TOILET PAPER ROLL !!
Er, excuse me...I'm sorry...what was the question again?
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Here are some more pics of son's house. Excuse the construction clutter in some of the rooms. They're trying to finish up little stuff, but are planning to start moving things in tomorrow. New kitchen appliances are due to arrive on Monday.
You might want to put on sunglasses before viewing DGD's room! It's BRIGHT! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Son's house
LadyClueless - My WH and I raised 8 kids - so you know the drill on that one - someone is always late, can't make it, blah, blah, blah. Early in our marriage (after some disappointments), I made a rule - we have dinner at 5:00PM, no matter what. If you are late for dinner, it will still be there, but in the refrigerator.
Grandpa's 91st birthday is today, and bwaaaaahaaaaaaahaaaaaaa we put all 91 candles on his cake.
No, we didn't burn the house down, but it was a close-run thing.
Neaksis helped me light them, or I would never have finished. By about half-way, it just kept getting hotter and hotter and hotter, even burning our fingers at times. When I picked it up and began carrying it to the table, a sheet of flame whooshed across the cake, reducing most of the candles to little wick stubs sticking up out of the frosting puddle.
My cousin said he now has a sunburn on the back of his neck.
Grandpa got them all blown out just in time, in only about 3 breaths, and he hardly wheezed at all. Now he is in the cat's meow reminiscing about the olden days.
Next year I think we will just get him a "9" and a "2".
What "he" cousin? It had better have been an Uncle Bounce he-cousin, and not an Auntie Em he-cousin!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You could have lit the candles faster if you'd used a blow torch. It's a good thing Neaksis helped, or by the time you finished lighting them by yourself, the first candles would have already completely melted and you would have had to start all over again.
Happy 92nd BD, Grandpa!
BTW, my mom will be 90 in September! She's still going strong! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It was Cousin Lou. What a surprise!
Congrats on your mom's health, Lady.
Hi AW's mom - we love to hear from you! Write again when you can.
I was just about to call Neaksis and ask her why you called him "Cousin Lou" when I figured it out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes you're just too clever for your own good. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Lady Clueless--Neak is right and I was wrong. My dad is "only" 91 this year. Which is OK. I thought I was MUCH too youthful to have a father that old! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Turns out I was right. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
know I'm too young to have a mom 81 and be the mother of a 13yo and a 15yo. Something seems wrong w/ that picture.
I don't think it will violate his anonymity to let everyone else in on the joke, too. His real name is Cousin Jon.
GROAN! My puns are soooooooooo <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hope you all are having more productive weekend than me....I am nursing daughter back from accidentally not taking her meds since Thursday night or Friday morning. She can do nothing but sleep today it seems. Gotta get her up and moving. Let her sleep in. Now trying to get her out of the house for a bit. That should help. Just missing your Concerta can give your head the fuzzies but missing your Lexapro at the same time can really make your head weird.
LOL!
I thought she was asleep - she's playing games on her graphing calculator.
Egg on my face.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
91 ? wow thats an achievement. Happy Birthday to G'pa!!
Aussie is fine, well more than fine actually <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I didn't get to work until 12.40 today ! haha And I did not feel guilty at all. Mikey & Dad were to have the afternoon to themselves - though the nappy changes might require phone support - you know like a support buddy for a recovering smoker <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My G'pa is 90's I think - dont get to see him much these days still lives in the bush with his second family ..Aussies family has only one older person in Aust .. his Aunt who turned 80 this year!!
Dear older woman - VERY english upbringing & very correct - with some of Aussies blunt humour and rudeness & a Irish accent .. shes a LADY!! lol
And very political - very left wing - never ever bring up our current PM .. and she 'disapproves' of aussies work & not adverse about telling him so. Repeatedly - "Dont you be lookin away from me laddie, it'll be the death of ye laddie dont ye know, and I've buried enough dont ye know."
Gotta love that woman!!
Oh had excitement today. Had to leave work & go home at 2.00pm as we had a terrorist bomb warning in our buildings so they sent everyone home..so I only had to work for about 2 hours!! Spent the rest of the day home with Aussie & Mikey.
Hes sitting with a beer, chips & watching footy. Its so nice to have him home even for a while. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
And yes it just so happens that Mikey needed a change when Aussie picked me up from work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
you SURE aussie didnt phone that threat in to get out of nappie changing????? LOL
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> He wouldn't!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Would he? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis, did you go to pick up the kids? We couldn't reach you to make sure you were going..........
Maybe they can have some of those month long cricket matches so that the games can last forever.
Boy, have I got a doctor story from today. I'm just too tired to tell it tonight. Working with idiots is an energy-draining experience at any time, but working with an idiot idiot takes the starch right out of us old 'uns. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> What a dope! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
you SURE aussie didnt phone that threat in to get out of nappie changing????? LOL
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> He wouldn't!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Would he? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Highly suspicious!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
but no this was a man who came into the building, walked past all the security doors etc and got through 5 floors and came out & said he had left a bomb set to go off at 4.00pm
Now we were pretty well certain he was just a fella a few snaga's short of a BBQ BUT the security services did not want to risk it while they had not arested him - better safe than sorry.
At least I didn't have Mikey with me!!
Mikey & Aussie have hit it off no problems at all..though Mikey does stare at him intently at times & then gives him a wonderful smile. He is quite content to sleep in AUSSIES arms and just reaches up with those little fingers to touch his face and nods off. So cute.
Of course I wouldn't dare say it was 'cute' to aussie heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Let's hope each of those baby smiles and soft caresses is another strand added to the web of love that will bind Aussie to home. If it gets thick enough, that rope can be a very tough bond to break.
And if that doesn't work, we can still break his legs for you and mash all his toes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Have you all seen Believer lately?
JE
She last posted here on the 25th. I didn't check other threads to see if she's been there more recently...
t&l
I havent seen her since about that time.
JE
I ran a search, and she hasn't posted to any of the forums since the 25th.
B, are you there?
I was wondering where Believer was, too. She seemed to be really irritated at a new poster the other day...don't know if she's just taking a break from the boards or not.
Believerrrrrr!! Check in with us, please!
Hey, JE! What's this about your having your picture made 2 days before giving birth on a horse?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Wouldn't a bed have been more comfortable? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hmmm, break his leg while he is protecting the Commonwealth games......while on duty....is that the plan?
Sounds like a good one to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> We all look so innocent he will never suspect us.
Who would ever expect a bunch of innocent looking women from the States of breaking an Australian soldier's leg on purpose?
[color:"orange"]0:-D[/color]
Now that would be terrible (NOT) lol
just checking in ... we are alive & well .. however I am having a few days off .. I dont think I've had more than a few hours sleep in days or it seems like it.
Hope you guys are all good and that our dervish is being well behaved for mom!! He needs chocolate.
tl, how are you coping with your doctors? got them in line yet?
cinders all ok? CL how are things your end?
Neak I saw you,,, stay away from that box of chocs ,its mine!
well ok share them out ..I want salt, chocies, and I'd love a sweet & sour pork right now... bugger the diabetes.
Mum is coming around tomorrow - said she was going to change the springs on the bed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> as we were keeping her awake. Oh come on she is as least 20 houses away .
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Oh, I could tell you stories, AW, about some of those doctors. One of the new ones has a PhD in Jerkitude. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> The other day, he caused a woman having her 7th baby to have an emergency cesarean, one which could've been avoided if he'd just let the nurses get her to push. It would only have taken us a couple of minutes. I mean, it's not like nobody'd ever passed that way before! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
On the paycheck I got today, I had (in 2 wks.) 72 hrs. of regular time, 38.75 hrs. of time-and-a-half, 20.75 hrs. of double time, and 6 hrs. of missed lunch (also double time). Even for me, that's an excessive amount of hours worked. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I don't have much energy for whipping anybody into line lately (oddly enough)...I just stay out of the way of the annoying ones--whenever I can, and think caustic thoughts about them--whenever I can't.
I laughed out loud about the bedsprings. Maybe Mama's just got sensitive ears. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Mothers!!!! Complain, complain, complain.
You would think they had elephant ears or something.
Hey, who wants to pitch in for a new mattress for AW?
Mum is coming around tomorrow - said she was going to change the springs on the bed as we were keeping her awake. Oh come on she is as least 20 houses away .
So that's what THAT was....
Geesh AW. I think you should let her get you a new mattress....We heard you all the way in TEXAS!
Wookie turned to me and said, "What the heck is that?" Had to explain that Aussie was finally home.
Sign me up for the trip to break both his leg, btw. I'm second in line behind AW.
(waving at all T&L's gang)
Squidges!
Every time I come by lately, I get a red face.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SS
what do you expect when you come to the feminine hygiene aisle????????
what do you expect when you come to the feminine hygiene aisle????????
Bwwwaaaahahahahaha, you are right, what was I thinking.
SS, with the red face.
PS, how is CC these days?
Every time I come by lately, I get a red face.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SS
[color:"red"] It's your color. [/color]
t&l
Let's move from talking about sex to just plain being gross. Well, it's a Dervish story - is there another kind?
Neaksis had her baby back last weekend. (Side note, AJ adores the little thing. I can't stand to do anything with babies, and yet in a bittersweet way I enjoy watching AJ enjoy the baby. Even though it's a bit hard for me, it's obvious that holding her and loving her and snuggling her does a lot of good for him.)
So anyway. Neaksis, baby. Dervish gets in trouble and throws a fit when he is disciplined in the rear. (Grandpa always laughs and says, "When you sit upon a tack, if at first you do not get the point, you will get it in the end.") We were all gathered around trying really hard not to laugh at his horrid faces. He is so ugly when he squalls like that, his mouth a dripping red gash in his face, eyes all squinty and tear-filled. Nothing in all that drool arouses the least maternal instinct, but he gets so mad when people laugh at him.
He was mad enough already (did I mention he was shirtless?) when Neaksis leaned toward him to sweetly shoot his illogical ravings all to pieces, when the baby decided to projectile vomit.......all over the poor Dervish.
You should have heard the whoops and hollers, and that was just the grownups. How he howled in indignation as the eight people in the kitchen shrieked mirthfully at his agony!
Much time later, what finally put a smile on his face was when I told him that when he was a baby he threw up on a lot of people, too.
Morning or is it afternoon ..I just got up awhile ago <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AUSSIE is swearing right now .. Ooooh I dont even know how to SPELL that one - he announed last night he didn't need his pain & anti inflammatory meds any more .. I did quietly try to advise him that he should wait until the MO gave him clearance
now he is having massive cramp like pain .. you can actually see the muscles ripple up & down his leg & thigh.
I just wordlessly handed him the magnesium, the tabs & one use injections, some sort of Diamorphine I think, and sat down with Mikey who is trying to find out 'whats going on?' .. I wouldn't dare smile <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I can't stand to do anything with babies, and yet in a bittersweet way I enjoy watching AJ enjoy the baby. Even though it's a bit hard for me, it's obvious that holding her and loving her and snuggling her does a lot of good for him
Neak this IS normal, dont worry too much right now, it will change I am sure. One of my very very secret deep fears when pregnant with Mikey was 'after Peter could I love this child as much?'
That lasted all but a moment after I first held him. I knew I could, but would I? Different question.
of course I do, I just didn't want to be so vunerable because I may get hurt again so much.
Sometimes we are so confusing aren't we?
I just love that Dervish lol
he is so the typical boy you just have to hug the little guy .. of course thats between wanting to strangle him at times hahaha
Maybe he can convince them he's not fit to go back.....Sounds bad/good.....depends on how you look at it.
I saw Neaksis' house today, which is being worked on by AJ, Neakbro, and Charred&Broiled, at least what's left of the man after a few years with his wife, the Charbroiler. More fool him for dropping his interest in Neaksis for the sake a flashy cover with one of those bodice-ripping pictures hinting at the story contained within its pages. He didn't know how much of the bodice ripping would be with other guys, while he stayed home and tried to hold the marriage together. I think he'd do well on this site, but he's not ready yet. Right now we're just getting him comfortable back in the family group, since he's special to all of us and yet we aren't willing to ditch Neaksis just to make the prodigal feel at home again. So they working out their nervous fidgets in being around each other again, and building a house at the same time. What a wonderful combo!
I'm going to bed. It's 7:30 PM, and awfully late for someone like me on my one night off per week. Nice weekend to you all...especially to Believer, who looks like she's about due for an appearance in public, wearing either a [color:"red"]red[/color], [color:"blue"]blue[/color], or [color:"purple"]purple[/color] [color:"red"]cape[/color] [color:"blue"]of[/color][color:"purple"] POWER[/color]. Regal, majestic, glowing, crowned with a tiara, and very hopelessly far above the supplicant. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Sounds like a good weekend to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. AW and AW's mum--the more publically you enjoy Neak's book, laughing at her jokes when Aussie's within earshot, talking about it when he can't help but hear--but never directly at him--don't you think you could get him interested in reading it for himself? I would think that if you got him through the first chapter, he'd be hooked. It's got soldiers in it, after all, even if they are only "Cenurions!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Tell him I'll just cry if he doesn't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> He wouldn't want to huwt my poor wittle feewingth, would he?
If he hurts your feelings, we could break his other leg! Or, an arm!! His gun toting arm...maybe, then they wouldn't let him go back. And he could stay home with AW and Mikey.
WORDS
A husband read an article to his wife about how many
words women use a day... 30,000 to a man's 15,000.
The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we
have to repeat everything to men...
The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"
SS, what documentary was that from?
Cinderella, he wouldn't mind a bit. His gun toting arm is also his nappie changing arm.
SS, I think I'm making progress. slowly.
Well, we could keep him home longer!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Hey, what OTC painkillers do you recommend for strained trapezious muscles. I got all of them when I fell today. Landed on my seat on a box but got my neck and shoulders in a big way. Headed back to icepack city. But I don't know whether conventional wisdom favors aspirin, ibuprofen, acetamenophin, or naproxin.
Naproxin takes longer to build up therapeutic blood levels, if memomry serves. Ibuprofen is really good, according to a lot of people; I've never been too impressed with it for me, but that could be just me. Tylenol is OK, but at extra-strength levels (3 regular Tylenol instead of 2). But if I were the one who was hurting, I'd take aspirin, in the absence of something with codeine in it...in which case, codeine would win, hands down, every time.
t&l
A sufficient amount of wine usually works.
Well, I have gotten the Carlsbad photos processed, and will put on the link for the page. Coming up next: photos of the houseinabarn.
The main album page for the trip, Carlsbad photos added now.
evening everyone,
are you all ok on your Saturday night?
Its a stinker here today ... 101 yesterday & climbing up to that now as well as being very very humid.
Aussie wants to go to the Hills and walk through he bush
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I told him we can't take Mikey out into this sort of heat ... cant take me for goodness sakes ..
Anyway, I need a rest <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hows the house offer going Neak? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I have aspirin....I have cough medicine w/ codeine in it......I have wine!!
So, I have all bases covered.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> That must be what
I have, and obviously it's not too good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have aspirin....I have cough medicine w/ codeine in it......I have wine!!
So, I have all bases covered.
Holy cow! I can see you won't be feeling any
pain. Just be sure you don't get so well-medicated you don't feel anything at all. Ever...............<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am the snickering, groaning princess.
All I am doing this weekend is watching tv, knitting, and icing down everything on my backside from my axis to my sacro-illiac.
cant take me for goodness sakes ..
Anyway, I need a rest <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
According to your mother, the two of you have generated sufficient heat already, without the necessity of going for any silly old hikes in the hills. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, indeed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If this keeps up, Neak's going to have to give you a complimentary
sink. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
lol sink !!! hahahaha
I had to rush out & help Aussie, he 'decided' to cut down the branches from a lilac tree.. ABOUT 40 FT ABOVE THE GROUND ... I was the 'weight' on the fall guide rope !!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm thinking of making him a nice cup of tea .. and using salt, lots & lots of salt !!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
We haven't received it in writing yet, but the seller is making a countercountercounter offer that agrees we may have the 90 days asked for, but the house stays on the market in the meantime so that if another buyer comes along they have the option to sell it to them. It doesn't really matter to me - if we're supposed to get that house then we will, and if not there are other options.
Notice I say nothing about sinks.
I dont need a sink or even two ,, YET .. a spa bath would be nice, with a massage and a iced chocolate drink is EXACTLY what I need!
Well if the house in the shed does not come through perhaps that old court house & county jail would work? Ready made child care unit hehehehe or husband stay at home unit ..oops lost the keys .. or reconcilaition rooms, no one leaves unitl you make up or have throttled the other <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
or rent them out as 'Honeymoon suites' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well no matter whatever happens is in God's hands <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
if another buyer comes along they have the option to sell it to them.
Don't accept unless they promise to give your $500 back if they sell to somebody else.
Notice I say nothing about sinks.
I sink that's a good idea. At least you're exercising restraint
somewhere. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ice time....retrieving this thread from deep on the second page.
Just chekcing in to see if all are ok today?
Are you all having a nice Sunday?
Mum myself & DD went to church and gently invited Aussie to come along <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
he said to remind 'Bazza' - the Arch Bishop - to ring him to have a beer or two and play some chess.
Okaaaaaaay chess, mmmmm well I suppose he could have invited him to a topless bar I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Only Aussie!
Did you have a nice time at church?
Well we enjoyed the sermon on sharing your life with others. And the choir was nice.
Said a lot of prayers for Travelling Soldier .. and few very private ones for my son .. to break a leg ,, now I am feeling soooo guilty but I think God wont mind really, he understands what I mean .
and few for all my MB family and a special one for Aussie. Also a big thankyou for guarding him and keepng him safe through the deployment.
Sounds really nice, AW. Glad you were blessed.
I am operating at unusual efficiency (for me), and have gotten the houseinabarn pictures all done. I really can't wait to see it in the spring; everything is so dead and frozen right now. The day we were out there, it was about 17 or 18 degrees.
Houseinabarn Now Added
This morning, my family and I attended 'Our Lady of the Icepacks'.
My daughter and I engaged in an act of service for others during fellowship at 'Our Ladies of the Knitting Needles' when we worked on our current knitting projects - she is making a scarf for her best friend whose greatgrandmother did a week ago and whose teenaged cousin was out canoeing over a week ago with a friend and who has not yet returned or been found. I am knitting a blanket for a couple who is trying to adopt a baby following quite a while of infertility treatment.
I didn't think I could sit still for a couple of hours at church. One for class and one for worship.
I see mum has been making pikelets for Aussie ...where are mine?? hands on hip ..waiting
"I'm just thinking about your figure dear" is not an excuse!!!
muttering darkly about interferring mothers and hormonal cravings
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
At least I know when I advise and assist my kids its for their own good <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
What are pikelets....sounds like they must be fattening....tell her you are getting lots more exercise than you are used to and you need extra energy....after all, she can hear the bed squeeking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
after all, she can hear the bed squeeking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sh-h-h-h-h-h. I think AW is in the awkward position of trying to maintain the fiction that the bed is NOT squeaking, and those frequent sounds are all a figment of her mother's particularly-vivid imagination. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Don't make it harder for her than you have to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I was trying to create a viable explanation of why she might NEED pikelets.
Ah-h-h-h-h-h. Stamina builders, huh? I guess my pt. wants to push. Maybe I need a pikelet or two myself--vegetarian, of course! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
http://www.tennessean.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060305/FEATURES03/603050330/1004That is for the decorators among us.
TNL - how do you know you want a vegetarian pikelet....she hasn't told us what they are.....and if they are already vegetarian and you get a vegetarian one, then it might have meat in it...in a twisted way that makes sense.
ok
now my darling daughter has told me people want to know what a pikelet is.
So while she is busy with my grandson I will give you the recipe
What you need
1 cup milk
1½ cups water
1 teaspoon dried yeast
3½ cups (a little under 1 lb) flour - I have no idea what the metric is I just use 2 lots of measuring cups & spoons depending on what the measures are in.
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon sugar
Special equipment
a jaguar would be nice but a new planc would be ok
(The planc is a basic Welsh iron rimless cooking pan, for cooking oatcakes and other griddle breads. I got mine from my grandmother)
What you do
Warm the milk and water in a broad shallow bowl. Dissolve in the yeast. Stir together the flour, salt and sugar. Make a well in the center and pour in the yeast mixture.
Beat briskly with a whisk until smooth. Leave it in a warm place for an hour, or a cool place for a few hours if you want to delay the cooking until later.
Whisk down the batter. Lightly oil and heat your planc, griddle, or large frying pan. Pour half ladlefuls (about 1/4 cup of batter) onto the surface and cook at a moderate heat. Flip when holes form and the surface loses its glaze. Serve stacked with fresh butter, jam & cream. Makes about 30 three inch pancakes.
For those of Gaelic origins these are 'crempog' or in other words, flat crumpets.
A nice fresh pot of char and you are set for a lovely afternoon 'tea'.
See easy peasy.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Finally!!!!!!!!!! Somebody heavier on emoticons than I am! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> Now you can mock somebody else, for a change. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I was thinking of vegetarian pikelets as being more along the lines of little soy fish. How was I supposed to know they were pancakes, my Welsh being a wee bit rusty these days, you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Now we know - they are some sort of pancake....ok....sounds good.....can we have some w/ Nikko's coffee?
And, just to clarify, if something is vegetarian, but turns out to already be vegetarian, it does not have meat in it. It just means that, whatever the original ingredients, it is now made out of soy. So vegetarian pikelets would be soy pancakes.
So vegetarian pikelets would be soy pancakes.
What I was thinking of was soy
fish, kinda like Tuno, only not as stinky. Blech. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> And I think the question was along the lines of if a double negative makes a positive, does double vegetarian make meat? No. Absolutely not!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Neak, check your email. You've got jobs. Maybe someone will make a
movie out of it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I cannot think of a single job I perform that would be worth a movie. I mean, how many people would pay to see Neak Cleans Behind the Toilet on the big screen? Or maybe Neak Tries Her Best to Get the Racing Stripes Out of the Laundry. Neak Mows The Lawn....? I am not seeing a real marketable theme emerging here.
You have a toilet on the big screen? Which one is it? I want to be sure not to ever use that bathroom again. If my smiling cheeks are ever immortalized on the big screen, those wouldn't be the cheeks I'd choose! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. How about Neak finds a dead mouse in a trap? That one might work, maybe even get you an Oscar, but it'd be a squeaker. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You know it's bad when she leaves me a message on one thread that there's a message on another thread that says to check my email BECAUSE THERE IS A MESSAGE THERE!!!!
I think we have perhaps become overdependent on technology.
No word from Uncle Dun. I left a message, and the answering maching still was in a Japanese accent, so I'm assuming he's still this side of the sod. I mean, don't you think someone would have told us if he had died?
The latest counteroffer just arrived today, once again allowing only 45 days to close, in spite of the still-on-the-market clause. What is wrong with these people???????? I mean, think about it - they could give us three years to sell the house, and as long as it was still on the market and they had the option to sell it to any buyer that came along, THE TIME PERIOD WOULD MAKE NO DIFFERENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Either way, they sell it when they sell it, and not a moment sooner.
There is not room for all the rolleyes I would need to vent properly.
Whew.....It doesn't look like she is trying to vent the toilet - that is a relief. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
TNL - I knew that double vegetarian did not produce meat. But I would meet you for some pikelets.
LOL - a co-worker and I went out to lunch today. veggie delight sandwich at Subway. We got one 12 inch instead of 2 6 inch sandwiches. I had a coupon for a free drink and she got water. Lunch for 2 for $4.15! Yahoooooo!
Morning all
had great day today. Why you ask?
Aussie dropped me off at work and gave me a wonderful kiss right in front of all and sundry
... believe me thats a big thing ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Mikey is used to being with his dad now and was gurgling away to himself, but I miss him during the day... and though I get get all those mummy guilt things hes so happy
Just before he drove off Aussie gave me $2 ... now wait dont laugh .. and said to get 2 scratchie tickets from the Lotteries commission just for fun & luck ..theres a reason, I'm getting to it eventually <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> ... so I did.
Now you see when we were married we bought a lottery ticket for luck, another story so thats we do ever since.
You see today is our anniversary, 20 years of marriage and I am so glad WE have got here. I know we have work to do because of my affair, years of it, but we got to 20 years.
Oh the lotto tickets ... he picked me up from work and we scratched them, won $12 the first ticket , and then $500 on the second.
We paid for a great dinner at our favourite chinese restaurant for us all including mum, gave $100 to DD, put aside $100 for DS and the rest is for the church.
We both decided to have a 'our' time in a week or so when I can swing a Monday or Friday off.
So a GREAT day, a happy day and there seemed no triggers for Aussie, not that he would say anything, Australian Clam is much the same as American Clam <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
oh he's sleeping in rocker right now, he drank the best part of a bottle of wine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Oh AW, I'm a March bride, too! Congratulations! My anniversary is Friday - 11 years!
AWMum - can you add more sugar to the lot to make the batter sweeter, or would that make the yeast freak out?
I think I can remember all of it....if you don't mind, I'm going to forward the recipe to my Hawaiian friend...she's always up for recipes!
T&L and Neakiepoo, lacto-ova or straight vegan? I've a recipe for French onion soup that can be adapted for lacto-ova vegans. If you are ever in the Austin area Mothers is the place to go out to eat........to DIE for...toe curlin good food!
AW - you lucky ducky. What a lovely anniversary present for you both. Congratulations on reaching 20 years together. In real time (with him being away so much) you're probably the equivalent of newlyweds still. TT
AW, I am so happy for you both! Congratulations for everything - what a wonderful day!
Kimmy, we are lacto-ovo, well most of us. My brother is vegan except for chocolate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> While we don't eat a lot of dairy, we don't shun it entirely, either. And a nice French onion soup sounds like just the thing we would all throw our caps over the windmill for. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
4-6 onions, sliced
butter (dunno how much...however much it takes to brown onions in a soup pot)
2-3 cloves of garlic, squished up good (in the masher thingy)
5 cups vegetable stock
for color and taste few dashes of soy sauce...but only if you want to.
big croutons - don't know what else to call them...they sell them in our bakery - they look like the long skinny French bread that's been sliced and toasted - I get the garlic flavored ones
provolone or any other soft, stringy cheese
Melt the butter/oleo in a soup pan and add the onions and garlic. Cook the onions till they are brown, but not scorched. Add soup stock and soy sauce (if you want it) and simmer for a bit. Ladle soup into oven proof soup bowls and float a couple of the croutons in each. Top with cheese, with the cheese overlapping the edges of the bowls. Place under the broiler till the tops are brown and toasty. Serve with extra croutons.
For those of us who like critters as food, you can use beef broth instead of veggie broth.
Did I ever tell you, T&L and Neak, I was vegan till I got pg with Rebekah? Yeah. Went through 86-95 vegan (with Z's pg in there). The moment I knew I was pg was when I had an almost insatiable craving for a hamburger. Wookie joked that I must be pg. Went out the next day and bought the pee stick and shore nuff, I was.
Kids!
Australian Clam is much the same as American Clam <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think we need a series of clamoticons, designed to express all those deep clamotions our varied-ethnically-but-brothers-under-the-skin Clams find so difficult to put into words. Shock? Blank white circle. Grin? Blank white circle. Eek? Blank white circle. Embarrassed? Blank white cirle. Roll eyes? A chicken on a spit. Mad? Godzilla ingesting Tokyo. Confused? Blank white circle. Laugh? Blank white circle.
t&l
P.S. Happy anniversary! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I had an almost insatiable craving for a hamburger. Wookie joked that I must be pg.
Wow, I'm glad that didn't happen to
me!! Tough luck for a vegetarian. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> All pregnancy did for me was put me off tomatoes for the duration. Never could understand pregnant Neak and her tomato soup cravings! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I just had to check my DD's world clock, it is morning over there isn't it? I hope so otherwise I have turned back time.
Yes, well it gives one an idea or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
AW's mum. Reporting on the terrible two.
Just letting you know Aussie is sound asleep, AW is also asleep, head on his lap obviously looking adoringly up at him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> it is so sweet and sickening that I wish so much I had my camera with me to take a few hundred pictures.
I could blackmail them from here to kingdom come, I mean advise and guide them, yes those are the right words, advise and guide <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My granddaughter has been preoccupied with talking to her young man. I'm not sure I approve, when did I give her permission to grow up? I didn't.
And poor Aussie is having so much trouble with the S E X thing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Daddy is not as 'with it' as he makes out I think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Well now you know how WE felt dear. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Clam... yes oh yes that is appropriate. AND HOW!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I can remember vividly his father telling me once "I have never seen him cry, even at his mothers funeral" that was when he was 11. He has not improved too much. I am working on him ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Clam bake perhaps??????
Michael is well awake and chewing his big toe. I cannot believe he is hungry still!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Just call this place 'bottles galore'.
Ok I'm a very slow reader so I just saw the question about adding sugar to Pikelets. Sugar, you just add as much sugar as you like, leave the salt out and then leave them out for the boys to eat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Who cares if they are fluffy or flat, they taste ok and a pikelet is a pikelet is a pikelet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> As I say to the Grandkids, if you don't like like you dont have to eat it. I will enjoy them all myself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hang on I missed some <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now I feel so much better having used everyone of those yellow thingies!! And Michaels just about asleep ... HOPEFULLY <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
>As I say to the Grandkids, if you don't like like you dont have to eat it.
In the south, AWMum, we say, "You get what you get and you don't throw a fit."
I can start the phrase and my kids finish it in chorus now.
- Kimmy
Whoowee, AWMum, wait till they wake up and find out everything you told us! Too, too funny. That's why I like talking to other people's mums, but hate for my mom to talk to other people. ROFL!
Here is the Dervish quote of the day: "Be tareful when you pank me. I 'llergic."
>"Be tareful when you pank me. I 'llergic."
That's baby book material.
it is morning over there isn't it?
Yes, it's morning by the clock, unless you're a night shifter like me, in which case it's late, LATE at night and I need to quit playing Text Twist on Yahoo Games and go to sleep. I allow myself to play until I can't get the 6-letter word in the allotted time, but I'm getting better and better at it and now it takes me
forever to fail. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
And poor Aussie is having so much trouble with the S E X thing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That's not the rumor WE heard, plus there
ARE all those squeaking bedsprings (which are audible clear over in California, which means Kimmy probably heard them in Texas, too!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> If it's not you-know-what, what on earth are they doing to make those awful noises? Calisthenics? Jumping Jacks? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
What a great idea!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> You and AW can take care of Aussie. We'll take care of Neak's dad. Steam them right in their little shells, we will. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> And there are a few more husbands on the board (at least by reputation) that could only be improved with some red hot coals and the judicious application of a little heat! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Maybe their wives would like to join, as well.
Nighty-night........
t&l
t&l - Aussie is having trouble thinking about his DAUGHTER having sex - he has no trouble, never has, never will.
Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h.................. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> That makes ever so much more sense now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'd certainly hate to see those bedsprings go to waste. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I am really, truly, absolutely, immediately, and forthwith turning off the computer and going to bed. I'm going to hate myself when I have to get up for work again in such a few hours...but what a lovely goofing-off morning I have had! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I thought she meant Aussie, too. It did seem odd...
Hey, I bought lunch for a hero today. I was at work riding the elevator with an older man, and a younger one with his arm in a sling. I asked him if he broke his arm - and he said that he was shot in the battle of Fallujah and had to have surgery for a second time.
We ended up at the cafeteria at the same time, so I bought his lunch, and his dad's. The young man was quiet, and said he was no hero, but dad said his son received 3 purple hearts. His dad was beaming. It made my day.
Oh, I get it, too. Thought I might have turned blonde all of a sudden.
I'll bet you it made
their day, too. Spontaneous, unanticipated validation is a great thing, and I'm sure they appreciated it more than you know.
t&l
Whoowee, AWMum, wait till they wake up and find out everything you told us!
I don't feel so bad now that I see how many others were confused by the whole sex thing. But for awhile I was wondering what Aussie would think when he woke up and found out that his <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> erectile dysfunction <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> had been internationally-publicized on the internet, especially since his picture is also available to all and sundry on the photo thread. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
What a relief! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LOL!!!!!
Oh, dear!
That would have been disconcerting!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> is right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hi Everyone, and especially T&L.
Have a good time while I'm gone.
And see you when I get back.
SS
Hi SS, did I miss something? Where are you going?
Neaksis, I tried to call you at 2:40 sharp to tell you I would pick up the kids after all, as I was ready to go in time, and went to walk out the door at 2:43, since you weren't answering and I wanted to catch you.
Well, there were your dear, darling niece and nephew, fully clothed and up to their knees in mud, and liberally splattered everywhere that wasn't drenched. By 'nephew', perhaps you thought I meant the Dervish, but I did not. HE was sitting quietly on the couch, fully clothed, perfectly clean, and reading a book.
Did the earth tilt on its axis today?
Well, I sent the two mudworms to bed, that's what I did. Sadly, not before Nerdboy squirted the Dervish with water, just cause he was mad that he was in trouble and for once the Dervish wasn't.
Kids!
Now this is something parents would really understand .....
A boss wondered why one of his most valued employees had not phoned in sick one day.
Having an urgent problem with one of the main computers,
he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper.
"Hello."
"Is your daddy home?" he asked.
"Yes," whispered the small voice.
May I talk with him?"
The child whispered, "No."
Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?"
"Yes."
"May I talk with her?"
Again the small voice whispered, "No."
Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, "Is anybody else there?"
"Yes," whispered the child, "a policeman"
Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"
"No, he's busy", whispered the child.
"Busy doing what?"
"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer.
Growing more worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, "What is that noise?"
"A helicopter" answered the whispering voice.
"What is going on there?" demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive.
Again, whispering, the child answered,
"The search team just landed the helicopter."
Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, "What are
they searching for?"
Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle:
.......
.....................
........................
.................................
"ME."
how mant of us have been in poor Mum & ads place one way or another ??? Mmmm lol
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
evening /morning all
just got some very sad news.
Aussies Aunt has termninal cancer, 3 months at the outmost.
No ones told him yet so I suppose they expect me to. She is the last link to his mum and dad and has been quietly giving him love and support since his mum died when he was 11.
I dont think she has hurt anyone in her whole life, not a bad legacy to leave your loved ones.
well deep breath, here I go. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
Sorry to hear that, AW. But I'm mixed up. I thought the lady who posts here was his mom.
I thought it's AW's mom that's been posting, although I didn't realize Aussie's parents were dead.
AW, if you believe that God does everything right, both in action and timing, then this is also under His control. There is an incontrovertible testimony in a life well-lived, faithfulness displayed day-in-and-day-out over a lifetime. A few years back, I visited some friends in Michigan (it was on that wonderful solo vacation I took after my surgery, the time I saw MS again in TN, in case anybody can remember that far back into the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />). They had known my parents before I was born, and their son cried when I was born because of my unfortunate gender, although their daughter was pleased...so our relationship went wa-a-a-a-a-ay back. This man was in his 80s at the time, and dying of pulmonary fibrosis, so his method of dying was that slowly lost lung capacity until the time came when he could no longer breathe, and then he was going to die. There was nothing anybody could do for him, and he knew it. Sharp as a tack, that man was, looking clearly at what was approaching him, as opposed to my mother, who had been mentally deteriorating for years before she finally died. I had never before, and have never again, seen anyone (Christian or otherwise), so fully at peace and ready to die. The kindest, gentlest man--I'm getting all teary-eyed here at the computer just remembering it now. And the testimony of his dying lives in my memory and in my heart; it inspires me and gives me courage; it strengthens my faith in a God upon Whom I rely to sustain me when my own day to die comes. I don't remember his exact words on that visit, but his attitude, his courage, his confidence in his Heavenly Father and the sureness of His promises, has not faded from my heart even the slightest in the intervening years.
The Bible says, "Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints." I think about that text a lot when I remember my mother. I hope Aussie's aunt is a Christian. If she is, it's possible that the testimony of her dying in faith can have a deeper impact on Aussie than anything else she could ever do for him. And as Mikey shows him the love of a son for his father, and he experiences again the love of a father for his little boy, God can use both of these emotional avenues to speak to a man who has tried very hard to convince himself he doesn't really believe in anything any more. For all I know, he thinks he's succeeded. But God is persistent long after humans feel like giving up, and we'll be praying that however this turns out, in the long run it will bring a rich and joyous reward for you all.
I'm off to bed. Happy Sabbath, everyone.
t&l
No that was MY mum B.
Mum sort of 'adopted' Aussie from day one and they are very close. He says she is his mum too & thats the way its been ...
certainly no MIL problems in this family.
As far as she is concerend he is HER son as much as I am her daughter - she was very upset rather than angry with me for a few weeks because of the A, but never stopped encouraging me and loving me. And speaking to Aussie even about separating if he felt he had to.
I know how rare it is for SIL to have such a relationship with a MIL, but I guess we are lucky. They just clicked that way... and of course it didn't hurt my plans to have him either!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oh. I thought that she was Aussie's mom. I think it is great that they are so close. I hope and pray that I'm close to my son's wives.
B
your heart is big enough to include the lot of them!! I'm sure you will be able to love and be loved by the,
ok told him, held his hand, but he just looked at me and said it was a pity. Not much emotion but that is his way.
Said he would go and see her.
(((((AW))))) (((((A2)))))
AW, I'm so sorry about Aussie's aunt. My prayers are with you both.
Rescuing now so I won't have to find it on the second page later.
We seem to have bored everybody away. You'll be lucky if it's only on the 2nd page the next time you look! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> In fact, the way we're going, you might need a expeditionary rescue team to find it by the time you come back on the board. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'll log on after I sleep, though, and tell you about a recent and extremely funny incident with my favorite Chinese nurse. Learning a new language can be SUCH an adventure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
found it today, on the second page.
Launched another rescue mission.
giving cinderella a hand!
Well, here. I'll liven things up with nipples and a bit of gas.
Yesterday on the way home from church, Nerdboy heisted AJ's broken tube from his apnea machine, placed one end by his rear and the other by the Dervish's nose, laid the gas on heavily and said, "Smell!" I hope you all feel better about your own children now.
My nipples have been extraordinarily sore lately. They were tender during pregnancy, as is usual, but had gotten better. The last couple of weeks they have been really bad again, and AJ seems to have found out why. The other night, he woke up somewhere in the wee sma's and found himself vigorously twiddling. There is no guessing how many other times this has happened when he didn't wake up.
Why can't he just grind his teeth?
Hey, be glad you have someone there to twiddle....You know, my pillow just doesn't do things like that.
Twiddle dee twiddle ummmmmmmmmmmmm lol
Men can be so funny, as in strange
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Men can be so funny, as in strange
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
No, really? I thought you meant
humorous!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Actually, "strange" is being polite. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
There is no guessing how many other times this has happened when he didn't wake up.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And what's YOUR excuse for sleeping through multiple twiddling episodes of sufficient intensity to produce noticeable post-twiddling discomfort? I don't have any trouble imagining a somnolent male Twiddler on the Roof, whose fingers remained in drive even after his brain shifted to neutral. But I don't understand sleep so sound that
you missed it, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Why can't he just grind his teeth?
That's all right. I'm grinding mine for him! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And you, for that matter.
t&l
I never used to sleep this soundly, but apparently I lost so many hours of sleep during the A - often getting only 3-4 hours/night (and those hours were not deep sleep, because any sound would wake me up in case he was getting home, leaving home, or getting up to call Certain People), that I sleep like a dead woman now. I'm guessing that at some point he does bring me into shallow enough sleep that I guard my chest, otherwise he would eventually wake me up with his excessive persistence.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I was going to use the rolleyes emoticon, but I see you used it already. Honestly, the next thing you know you're going to both be sleeping through the entire act and will wake up in the morning and not know how your sink got broken. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
now now tl
children will be children lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I find them doing things ALL the time with no apparent acknowledgement of what they were doing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Aussie has been like a caged animal the last day or so. Though I may need to throw him a raw steak or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> but he put Michael down tonight and seems to be more settled. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW is asleep.
She was talking to me one minute, yawned and said I feel so tired, then asleep. Aussie got her to bed.
Meanwhile Grumpy I want to retire I've had enough AW's dad is working another evening shift
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is going to a St Pats day get rotten stinking drunk party at his barracks on the 17th, oh I know he does not call it that, but thats what it will be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Hi AWMum, it's a good thing you're there to keep us informed. These little glimpses into the world of AW, A2, and Mikey are just priceless! We are so thankful to you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I find them doing things ALL the time with no apparent acknowledgement of what they were doing
They probably think you've either not noticed, or forgot the significance of what you're seeing. Perhaps, like Neaksis, they assume (i.e., hope desperately) they were brought to
their parents by a gender-neutral stork, back in the days before the younger generations invented sex. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
She was talking to me one minute, yawned and said I feel so tired, then asleep. Aussie got her to bed.
He's probably in there twiddling her nipples! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Meanwhile Grumpy I want to retire I've had enough AW's dad is working another evening shift
Are you talking about your husband? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I didn't know MY husband had an Australian twin. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Off to bed. The sun is shining, and I'm very sleepy.
t&l
I'm happy to provide translations at any time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
I just love these smiley faces <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I mean if I didn't tattle everyone would think they were just being so rude not replying or busy doing 'other' things <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
of course that seems to be all they ARE doing lately <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
well better than arguments <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW's mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Still have not yet worked out the box thingies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Yes the gender neutral stork has been very busy over here as well during the years.
I mean the shock on my oldest daughters face whe she found out that her dad and I married when she was 8 months old <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I tried to explain the 60's to her and her dad being over in Vietnam but all she could do was keep repeating to herself
'but you weren't married!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So much for a University education in Medicine
AW's comment at the time was "but they didn't DO things like that way back then" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SO I told them "ok no I was just pulling your leg" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Yes Grumpy is my husband. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
His heart is in the right place, its just that sometimes I think the right place is a specimen jar at the University <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
That's OK...sometimes I think my husband's specimen jar would be empty!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Sometimes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
If you like these little emoticons, and I see that you do, you need to have AW show you the emoticons she uses in her emails. They move. They bulge. They dance. They crack me up. They whip the MB emoticons' butts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Really, I'm going to bed now. I can't understand why nobody believes me when I say that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Good morning, Neak. I absolutely, positively, definitely, indubitably, emphatically, unequivocally, and without a doubt, did NOT read your advice about the massage oils and sheer bed garments. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm putting on my flannel now and my big, fuzzy bathrobe, with my warm socks, and going to bed. You take your advice. I'll take mine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I just had to wonder what new, more shocking thing I would have to think of to rescue this poor thing from page 3. Nothing really shocking has happened...do I have to make it up?
Well, ok, one shocking thing did, but not like that. Last night the Dervish was VERY NAUGHTY (no shock), SO NAUGHTY that I shipped his little butt off to bed early (no shock), and he actually laid down and fell asleep (SHOCK!). Usually I would have to stir up his 'llergies any number of times and put him back in bed when he got up, so this was pretty strange. I'll have to check him and make sure he's not getting sick.
AJ has been playing this funny virtual aquarium, feeding and cross-breeding the fish. It is nearly as gripping as the fly-fishing or golf games. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
psst....Neak....have you seen your newest critique on Amazon?
(giggle)
- Kimmy
Hi Kimmy--I read the review. I'm not sure Sleeping Beauty and her Prince are aroused yet. Well, maybe aroused, but not up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Um, awake--that's what I was trying to say. I'm not sure they're awake yet. She'll love your review. She's a positive affirmation hog. Aren't we all? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You've been having your own set of adventures lately, haven't you? Your children are lucky to have you, just as Neaksis' waifs are lucky to have her. I hope they all grow up to have a full and adequate appreciation of their rare, blessed good fortune.
t&l
Hi Kimmy--I read the review. I'm not sure Sleeping Beauty and her Prince are aroused yet. Well, maybe aroused, but not up. Um, awake--that's what I was trying to say. I'm not sure they're awake yet.
Could you possibly insert your foot a wee bit further into your mouth?????
I'm LMAO! You're too cute for color TV T&L!
Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou, Kimmy! It was a beautiful review! I am slow, but I have seen it, and am still smiling. (Mom was not kidding about the affirmation, lol.)
We're starting to cook the next batch of beans already. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Good morning you lazy bones!!! whats the matter it's only 3.30am over there isn't it??
Now I'd say something new, something shocking or something anyway to rescue this 'poor thing' from page 3 for Neak, but that would mean that MOTHER would have nothing to embarrass me with wouldn't it? Can't have that now can we??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
so old joke updated ...
In the year 2006, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in the United States, and said,
"Once again, the earth has become wicked and
over-populated with prideful mankind, and I see the end of all flesh before me.
Build another Ark and save 2 of every living thing along with a few good humans."
He gave Noah the blueprints, saying, "You have 6 months to build the Ark before I will start the unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights."
Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his yard - but no Ark.
"Noah!" He roared, "I'm about to start the rain! Where is the Ark?"
"Forgive me, Lord," begged Noah, "but things have changed.
I needed a building permit.
I've been arguing with the inspector about the need
for a sprinkler system.
My neighbors claim that I've violated the neighborhood zoning laws by building the Ark in my yard and exceeding
the height limitations. We had to go to the Development Appeal Board for a decision.
Then the Department of Transportation demanded a bond be posted for the future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions, to clear the passage for the Ark's move to the sea. I told them that the sea would be coming to us, but they said YOU Lord hadn't been granted a licence to do that and would hear nothing of it.
Getting the wood was another problem. There's a ban on cutting local trees in order to save the spotted owl.
I tried to convince the environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls - but no go!
When I started gathering the animals, an animal rights group sued me.
They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will.
They argued the accommodation was too restrictive, and it was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space.
Then the EPA ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed flood.
I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights Commission on how many minorities I'm supposed to hire for my building crew.
Immigration and Naturalization is checking the green-card status of most of the people who want to work for me.
The trades unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire only Union workers with Ark-building experience.
To make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species.
So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 20 years for me to finish this Ark."
Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky. Noah looked up in wonder and asked, "You mean you're not going to destroy the world?"
"No," said the Lord. "The voters who put your government in power beat me to it."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Wow. Having been through the whole building experience, that was like reading my biography.
Nice to see you firsthand, AW. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hi Neak
hows things? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I was writing you tonight but got sidetracked a little while ago with Mikey and then watching the opening ceremony for the Commonwealth Games with Aussie.
Comments like thats total bull___t are really annoying <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hes just grouchy because Rugby isnt on tonight <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
DD & mum told him to go sulk in the other room while I wisely remained so quiet ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
but that would mean that MOTHER would have nothing to embarrass me with wouldn't it? Can't have that now can we??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
No, we
can't have that. It's never a good idea for anyone to attempt to stifle their mother's flow of creative genius. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure Neak and Neaksis, to say nothing of Neakbro and Flard, would never, EVER dream of wanting to stifle
me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> All those times at church, etc. when Neaksis has blushed the deepest purple over some little bit of nothing I've said, I've always assumed it was just from the deepness of her pleasure at the chance to spend more time with me. Tell them, girls. Girls? Neak? I'm getting a
sink-ing feeling here.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Oh, well. My pillow loves me, even though it's apparently of the same variety as Cinderella's and no nipple twiddling is involved. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Neak and Neaksis, I have forwarded to you an email from the wife of Q-Digit, the Flipper. As I said to Neaksis yesterday, with the 2 of you, a responsibility shared is a responsibility evaded entirely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />...so I wrote myself and have an answer, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
I don't think moms should be allowed to use the word 'twiddling'.
Well I just have to say that mums will need to say 'twiddle' for as long as the children can't help themselves and, well , twiddle <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I do hope you are all well and that your families are also.
How is that sweet little boy the Dervish? He is so much the quintessential little boy he makes me smile just thinking about this exploits <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Of course its so good to know that us nana's can just hand them back to their mama's with a smile and a kiss and absolve ourselves of all guilt of feeding them red cordial and chocolate ..<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Not of course that I have EVER done that to my darling brood of grandkiddies <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussie has just got back with AW from an afternoon at the barracks drinking and gorging on various things Irish, I didn't know Shisk, dolma and Garlic Potato were Irish, at least not from MY part of Ireland. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
AW told me its because Aussie and his team aren't used to European foods any more living with the locals over at that other place we dont mention in this house. I think its because he's too Irish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
he eats whatever I cook him including beef & Guinness pie, in fact he ate the whole pie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
However I will agree he eats middle east salads & Tabouleh & hummous very very often instead of REAL food. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
But then he is a rather complicated individual at times.
My granddaughter is scandalized, apparently AW & Aussie started having a 'pash' in the lift when she went to pick them up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I mean you think they could have got a room or something <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now more inportant news <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Michael said "ma da"
tonight while the two 'children' were out being expressive with each other, isn't that sweet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
of couse now is the time to train him to say "Nan-na" to the exclusion of all else and bouce up & down whenever I enter the room <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
What a diplomat! MaDa, indeed!
I'll help you....Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana, listen carefully Mikey, Nana, Nana........
Michael is asleep for the third time so I'm off to bed again.
Now Neak I thought to let you know that Michael must like your book as I have been reading it aloud to him while trying to get him to sleep lately and he perked right up when I read your story of the fight after M visited his grandmother in the palace. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I have two possiblities here, either your writing has already captivated him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, or Aussies genes are aleady kicking in and he was thinking in that little mind of his "wow, great a FIGHT, now youre talking nana" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I would prefer your wonderful writing skills to be responsible
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
two sons, a grandson, and granddaughters fiance are enough for any family to have as warriors thankyou very much dear Lord. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
What about a nice train driver, or a doctor, or a painter, or a lawyer, ok forget the last one, a commercial pilot even????? Perhaps I could indoctrinate him like the Jesuits do?
I dont think my developing ulcer could stand another hero
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
well good ngiht and sweet dreams to all. I'm going to dream about a non fattening Black Forest Torte cake with kirsch and cherry pie filling, topped with whipped cream <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm holding my breath till you all teach MY baby "Tia Kimmy"....c'mon Mikey-boy....say it..."Tia Kimmy wuvs me..."
- Kimmy
Nana, Tia Kimmy & ma da indeed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
it is definitely a MMMMMMAAAAAA sound with a big smile and those little arms spread wide for his mummy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
see mum ? one or two icons will do as well as 20!!!
MIKEY is also beginning to respond to his name and the word NO. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Of course he also tries to put everything he can into his mouth <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
NO dont touch that Mikey, a little frown and then a hesitant touch of whatever he as not supposed to touch ..it starts
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aussie has gone for a walk to the dam, and mum is sound asleep, my dad is yet to get home from work, my married but separated brother is yet to get home from his date <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> well I call it revenge dating and told him so, and dd is already hitting the shopping centre with her gf's.
Sat mornings in the AW household <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW! Glad things are temporarily quiet in Aussieland. (Mikeyland now?)
Today must have been Be Nice to Neak Day. A Cleaning Menehune visited my house while I was at town and undid large amounts of clutter, including cleaning up after the Dervish's attempts to make home-squeezed lemon juice. Well, technically it was not an attempt, as he did succeed. He succeeded everywhere! And AJ took my car into the shop to get repaired, so I wouldn't have to go next week and do it with all the kids. Thank you!!!!!!!
Hope everybody is having a good weekend.
A Cleaning Menehune visited my house while I was at town and undid large amounts of clutter, including cleaning up after the Dervish's attempts to make home-squeezed lemon juice.
Technically, I think you'd have to call him a "boyehune," since however devoutly he desires it to be true, your supernumerary teat isn't a man yet. I didn't check out what he did; just made him work awhile before I took him over to Neaksis' house for the weekend. If it was
that good, be sure to thank him--one positive affirmation hog to another. He could use a good pat on the back...and this one on his
shoulder, too, for a change! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Wow--will wonders never cease?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Next thing you know, the Dervish will be picking up his OWN mess!
t&l
Wow--will wonders never cease? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Next thing you know, the Dervish will be picking up his OWN mess!
WELL GOOD LUCK ON THAT ONE ...lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I still clean up after Aussie, Jnr and doubt they will change.
I can at least get jnr to eventually clean up his messes like dirty clothes etc but Aussie?? forget it.
WE"VE POJA'ed this issue .. I dont get upset if he makes a mess and he doesn't get upset when I CLEAN IT UP <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
hey.. wait a moment.,. I think I've been had <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
hey.. wait a moment.,. I think I've been had <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Indeed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Noble of him, isn't it?!
t&l
It was very scary that Mikey liked the book. IMO, it is the fighting that reeled him in. Boy babies are born knowing what a sword is.
Neak - I think you are right about that. I never bought my boys toy guns when they were little. But they would use sticks for guns and "shoot" each other.
Then I got them an electric train. It had houses, people, all of the stuff. The neighborhood girls would fix the houses and trees and people around the tracks. My boys would put them on the tracks and run them over.
ROFL! I always feel so much better when I find out that my children are not the only sickos in the world. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hi guys
hope you having a easy evening. We are having a lazy Sunday and may go out later to Ascot Race course if we get the energy togther <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Aussie wants to go to a caravan & camping expo to get some new toys, I mean required equipment <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Yes boys are certainly all sickos!! lol
When jnr was 10 he was marched home by the base range officer for setting booby traps on the training ranges with fishing line <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Aussie thought it was 'funny' but I was so embarrassed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
and Jnr was SOOOO grounded <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish was awful on the way home from church yesterday. He sat next to Grandpa and asked how old he was.
"Ninety-one? Dat means you die soon."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I tried to steer the subject away, but soon he was right back on it again. "You useta be cumferble, like us, but now you oooooooooold."
Then he started in talking about Nana. "Your wife dead now. Nana dead, and her doggie dead, too. Her poodle dead."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
"Dervish, what did you like about Nana?" Please, please, pleasepleaseplease say something nice.
Whew. "She useta tarry me. Your wife useta tickle me.......when I was a baby." Yeah, before he learned to talk plainly enough for anyone, even a deaf elderly gentleman, to understand.
Mama mia, it's a good thing there were no gypsies or I'da sold him for sure.
I haven't been following this thread as closely as I used to, but when someone sent this to me in an e-mail this morning, I thought of you guys...
BTW... Neak, thanks so much for the book. I read it cover to cover in a couple of days. You really made the story compelling! I've already passed it on to friends.
The Middle Wife
By an Anonymous 2nd grade teacher
I've been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second-grade classroom a few years back.
When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show- and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they're welcome.
Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her sweater. She holds up a snapshot of an infant.
"This is Luke, my baby brother, and I'm going to tell you about his birthday. First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a seed in my Mom's stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through an umbrella cord."
[She's standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I'm trying not to laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.]
"Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts saying and going, 'Oh, oh, oh, oh!' " [Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans.] "She walked around the house for, like an hour, 'Oh, oh, oh!'
[Now this kid is doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.]
"My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn't have a sign on the car like the Domino's man. They got my Mom to lie down in bed like this."
[Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.]
"And then, pop! My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!"
[This kid has her legs spread and with her little hands are miming water flowing away. It was too much!]
"Then the middle wife starts saying 'push, push,' and 'breathe, breathe.' They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff, they all said it was from Mom's play-center!, so there must be a lot of stuff inside there."
[Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat. I'm sure I applauded the loudest. Ever since then, if it's show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another Erica comes along.
You're welcome, LetSTry! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Good to hear from you again.
I am so glad my kids don't go to 'real' school. I could just cry thinking of all the things they would come up with for show-and-tell. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
So many interesting stories I could tell lately, if I had the time, but I'm too busy just trying to survive them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'm coming to the conclusion that (a) people (in general) are getting weirder and weirder all the time, and (b) I'm really tired of being a nurse. I wouldn't mind being retired, but just plain tired is getting old faster than I am! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
An example of weird, you ask? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> The very immature teen who had a meltdown during her speculum exam and started crying that she's "having a hot flash"..."Mama, fan me. More. More." When that didn't work, she asked me what I thought she should do to "fix" it. Told her I were in her place, the first thing I'd do would be to take off the 7 layers of blankets I had over my body. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Look of disbelief at the stupidity of my suggestion. "But then I'd be co-o-o-o-o-old!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As for you, Neak, the Dervish/Grandpa combo is your punishment by Fate for that sympathy card you wrote to your great-grandma after Great-Grandpa died. Fortunately, we confiscated it before it made it out in the mail, but it went something like this. "I'm so sorry Grandpa died. I hope we can visit you really soon before you pass on, too." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Back to the salt mines...
t&l
I went to a funeral yesterday....for a wonderful 82 year old woman who died with her knitting in her hands. For 15 years, she had been making blankets for a local children's hospital. In her casket, she had her knitting in her hands - the project she was holding when she died.
Anyway, they told a great story. When her children were little, she would take them, as is normal, to the dentist. If they had the misfortune of getting the not so lovely novacaine shots for dental work, she would take them to get an ice cream cone before the novacaine wore off. Eating ice cream cones with a numb mouth could be highly comical.
Half way down page 2 already?
Half way down page 2 already?
Can we help it if we've become
boring? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Caught 'ya T&L!
On my thread you sed you couldn't chat, hada see a pt.
Now I find you over here. Hmmmm. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
-AD
The internet-access computer, and the monitor computer are side-by-side at the back desk. I'm catching up on my charting after the epidural, and turning briefly to the other computer for these little snippets with you. In a minute I'm going to be done with my nursing charting, and then I'm leaving the area entirely to see what trouble I can stir up in LaborLand, but while I'm sitting here I've been doing both. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Multi-tasking. OK, but, not to beLABOR the point, but if you can do that, why'd you say you "couldn't chat" on my thread - and then kept right on chatting anyway. huh? HUH? HUH?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
-ad
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Because I was intending to get right up and get back to work, but it was comfortable sitting down, my feet hurt, and what I was doing was more fun than getting up and doing what I was supposed to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Must I reveal all my shameful secrets?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Must I reveal all my shameful secrets?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes! You must! Radical Honesty, it is called. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I was reminded of that orthopedic surgeon in Boston who left the OR in the middle of somebody's spinal reconstruction to go to the bank and deposit his paycheck. He lost his license. No more paychecks for him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> We wouldn't want that to happen to anybody we know.
BTW, I just lost my job and got a new one. It's a real gift from God. So I shouldn't joke about such things.
-AD
hey wait wait <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
if you are going to reveal ALL your shameful secrets then as AW's mum I wish to state that I have no shameful secrets to tell anyone .. well not any more anyway.. and I feel that telling could set a precedent. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I mean I lived through the sixties and NOTHING much happened, at least nothing I can REMEMBER. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Of course I did use that excuse when I got preggos with my eldest Daughter <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
my mother didn't believe me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I am much more understanding (gullible) and always believed what my girls told me. Didn't I AW? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I mean just like the time AW & Aussie were naked in her maidenly bed at 3.00 am one morning I totally believed 'nothing' happened.
its just that when AW gets focused on a 'plan' she has been known to leap before looking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Luckily she was caught by a darling boy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
And there is NO truth to the rumour that I proposed for Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
but I would have if I had to <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
TL
I think you need to be MORE expressive
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<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Good morning AWMum!
Do you know how to make Madelines? Saw them on a movie and they looked nummy! 'Course, I'll need to buy a tin for them...all I have are muffin pans....PERFECT EXCUSE TO GO SHOPPING FOR NEW TINS!!! YEA!
Would you please tell your daughter and son in law that their baby sister has great news? We're going to have custody of the babies most of the week now (they'll understand)!
Donkey shun!
Love,
Kimmy (a daughter from another mother)
ROFL!!!!!!!!! Aw is going to rue the day she started having so much fun spending time with her husband that she left the computer unattended for long periods of time. Thank you AWMum, you are priceless!
Congrats, Kimmy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hello Kimmy!! No no sorry Aussie said I have to call you KIMBERS as Kimmy is far tooooo girlie. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
so Hi Kimbers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> anything to stop the male from sulking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
AW promises to email you & talk about the kiddies however right now she is walking around with a pencil in her mouth, a plan of the house and the lot working out what she will spend our hero's active duty pay on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
A spa has been mentioned, not the nice one they have in the main bathroom, or the portable one out the back, but a big 10 person monster to be enclosed in a patio. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I suggested a second honeymoon and they both just looked at me TOTALLY puzzled. Aussie walked off muttering about how Michael wouldn't like skydiving yet (and they say women are strange creatures???)and AW in that oh so 'proper' tone that gives me the whoops said she hasn't earned it yet.
I am now counting to 10 , SLOWLY is it bad form to whack grown children do you think? You know crack their heads together to see if ANYTHING leaks out?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Just think NEAK AND Kimbers, you have ALL THIS ahead of you with your kids when they age. Growing up is bit harder.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
TL comments are permitted!! sought, wanted <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Anyway to important MB business , Madelines.
Now I think you should stay away from them Kimbers as they are very bad for you amd you just know you will eat them all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My MADELINES
Ingredients for 24 - cheaper by the doz
3/4 cup sugar
1/4 teaspoon pure vanilla extract - not the make believe stuff
1 teaspoon unsalted butter, at room temperature plus 1/4 pound (1 stick) unsalted butter, melted and slightly cooled
2 teaspoons plus 1 cup plain flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 tablespoon orange zest, finely minced
What to do
Preheat the oven to 350º. Grease and flour 24 madeline molds using the teaspoon of butter and the 2 teaspoons of the flour.
In a large mixing bowl, combine the eggs, sugar and vanilla. With an electric mixer set on high speed, cream the mixture until pale and fluffy, about 10 minutes but just keep an eye on it.
In a small mixing bowl, combine the flour and baking powder. Add the zest and half of the flour mixture and beat on medium speed until all is incorporated.
You now add the remaining flour mixture and beat again until all is also incorporated.
Add the butter in a steady stream and continue beating until well blended.
Now you let the mixture stand for 10 minutes.
Spoon the batter into the molds so that they are two thirds full. Bake until lightly golden, 18 to 20 minutes.
Remove from the oven and using a thin knife, pop them out of the pans onto a wire rack.
They can be served warm or at room temperature.
Now for the history buffs ;
Madelines are small, feather-like, spongy cake that is eaten like a cookie in France.
The first time I experienced them was after a meal in Paris where they were offered to dip in after-dinner coffee. The French novelist Marcel Proust rather liked them, I understand.
They are baked in a special pan with scallop-shell indentations, and the pans are usually available at most kitchen shops. Well they were in France. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ah Pa-ree take me back ---- ANYONE. Grumpy just wants to work, oh yes he 'retired' for the fourth time on Monday. Then why is he working tonight? He's male, an Australian male. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
For an exciting experience ask AW to cook them for you, what a kitchen nazi. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> OMG did I type that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
In my dreams, I have someone clean my house for me and that includes the kitchen - or I have loving family members with whom to play around while I clean. I can clean the kitchen only when I have someone fun helping. As for the rest of the house, I clean only when inspired. I'm working on that. It is the greatest flaw in my character.
The madelines sound wonderful. Does this give me an excuse to buy a pan, also.
OH, and [color:"purple"]Do you have a recipe for that candy stuff that is sort of like VIOLET CRUMBLES?[/color] My children and I love Violet Crumbles.
oh my just got woken up by little Michael, he is so loud. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
yes I do have one, actually I admit its AW's, she used to run a chocolate factory/shop but I will have to dig it out, very easy though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> and its also very nice <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
now lets see if nanna can get back to sleep , if my snores wake you .. well thats just Aussie not me at all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AWMum - my oldest is 16. I never knew how fast "time" is till my baby started looking like Shaggy from Scooby Doo.
I, too, know the urge to knock his head. But only on days that end in "why".
Seriously, he's the best kid ever. And no, he didn't pay me to say that.
The Madelines sound perfect. Going to Bed, Bath, and Beyond soon so I can get a new tin.
What are Violet Crumbles? They sound lovely.
Tell AW that spas have recently been proven to be the BIGGEST germ fostering place in houses today. It's not the water the chemicals actually get to...it's the water in the pipes that sits between uses. Breeding grounds for all kinds of gunk...most of it very harmful to breathe...specially in children and older people. Gross, huh? Decided not to put a spa tub in my next house after reading about that.
- Kimmy
I mean I lived through the sixties and NOTHING much happened, at least nothing I can REMEMBER. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The 60s were SO wasted on me. I mean, living on the mission compound, surrounded and supervised by all the missionary parents, with all the little missionary kids for playmates... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And ironically, I
still don't remember that much about it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> With my naturally bad memory, if I'd actually, um,
partaken of the 60s, (in any chemical sense, at least) I betcha here at 58 I wouldn't be able to remember anything all, including my name. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Not expressive enough, indeed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who is leaving now for Mr. Computer's birthday party, which he may or may not be attending personally, depending on whether or not he caught up with his schoolwork. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The party had to be postponed, and not because of any virtue on the part of the birthday boy. I had to spend $1200 all today, and wow am I tired!
Well, I was tired anyway, and then the kids teacher called to say she is leaving for Hawaii tomorrow, needed to meet with me today, and oh, BTW, they still have $1200 left of school funds between the two of them, the deadline to spend it is coming up while she's gone, so if I don't spend it today, I lose it. Do you know how hard it is to spend that much on little kids? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
First I went to the meeting, then I went to a school supply store in Sacramento and got all kinds of books, puzzles, science kits, an ant farm, prisms, puzzles, you name it. Then I came home and blew the rest on Barnes and Noble. They are going to have sooooooooo many books! It took hours and hours. I have been going on the project since 3:30 this afternoon, and just finished.
Thank you, American taxpayers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Violet Crumbles are these wonderful candy bars (at least my family thinks so) made by Nestle and unavailable in most areas of the States. We can get them once a year from the Australian Catalog Company out of Atlanta, GA. We discovered them one year at our city's Australian Festival. They are this 'honeycomb' stuff coated in milk chocolate.
The honeycomb is a crackly, stiff sort-of-toffee core. Not creamy at all. When you bite through it, your teeth sort of 'cleve' it apart. It breaks. But it's not what you would call hard like 'hard candy'. More like an ultra-dense dried toffee-flavored meringue.
Thank you, American taxpayers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
$1200?!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard of. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Signed,
an American taxpayer
Which, speaking of, reminds me--we (that would be the you "we") need to get my taxes done and filed this week...in case we need some of that money to finish Tina's house so it can go on the market.
t&l
Quite a few limericks the Captain eructs
Truly my hope is they merely instruct
I apoligize in advance
On the random chance
One lands in feminine hygiene products.
Hello and good morning to the youngsters over in the other place!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW is sound asleep with a little girl smile on her face, Michaels right next to her also asleep grabbing a handful of her hair <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is at the barracks working on 'something' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I forgot that Violet Crumble is an Aus term. It is only honeycomb with a chocolate coating.
The problem with giving you the recipe is that I don’t think you have "golden syrup" in the US.
It is a by product of refining our sugar CANE to get table white sugar.
Perhaps caro or pancake syrup might do if you mixed it half and half with treacle. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
2 tablespoons golden syrup
2 tablespoons white sugar
Boil together for about ten minutes
remove from heat
stir in bicarbonate of soda, 1 teaspoonful, and quickly pour onto a lamington tray - a cake tray with a inch lip all the way around or similar - while bubbling.
Mark - lines while warm and break up when cold.
Dip in melted chocolate or eat it
the way it is.
(Violet crumble must be coated with chocolate)
The honeycombe absorbs moisture from the air so either eat, coat in chocolate or put in airtight tin or it will get VERY chewy.
I think it was an attempt by the Ballarat settlers to
stop the stuff going sticky in the days before plastic bags.
And we all had Anzac biscuits last weekend. They also need golden syrup. Do you know them?
They are the sweet Aus version of Scottish Oat cakes.
The story is that in the ANZAC trenches at Gallipoli during WW1 the Diggers – that’s what we call Aussie troops – had little to eat due to a poor supply system and ‘created’ ANZAC bickies.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
NC Walker!!!!! Great limerick <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
'Mum, that sounds so tasty. Just keep the recipes acomin', and the rest of us can start trading diet tips. Mmmmmmmmm!
Mom, it is less ridiculous than you think. Each child in the charter school starts with about $1200 with which to purchase all textbooks, supplemental learning material, and lessons of all kinds, everything from music lessons to dance to martial arts.
So the kids get a massive, well-rounded education, and for far less than the price of public school. For some reason, even with such generosity of funds, it ends up costing the government far less to assist the parents in the (ahem) JOYS of educating their own children, than to pay someone to put up with the little darlings all day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So really, dear taxpayers, I am saving you a bundle. No, no, there is no need to thank me. The happiness on my childrens' faces is all the thanks I need. (Bleeeeeargh.)
It is the packages full of books and science kits that makes it all worthwhile. Don't let anyone kid you.
ncwalker--I've laughed at your limericks on Idiotville for a long time. Here's one for you, and your poetry...
Should one land in the hygiene aisle,
Having missed its mark by a mile...
Since they're often flirty
And a little bit dirty,
We'll take care of it for you with Dial.
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I know you like to be cryptic, but even for you that's a little terse! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
(Violet crumble must be coated with chocolate)
What, no violets? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Personally, I'm surprised AW is brave enough to ever go to sleep and leave you, and her computer, unattended and together! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
L&D is such an odd place to work. So much opportunity for adventure in what is really a very routine event. Babies come out one hole or another. That's it. And yet, within that sameness there is such an infinite variety of possibilities, which is what has always made it interesting to me.
Night before last, I had 2 deliveries. One was a 34-week gestation, 6-1/4#, with a head like a banana from the molding, who, after 2 hrs. of maternal pushing, barely made it through the conventional passageway, expanded by a good-sized episiotomy. If she'd carried it to term, there's no way on God's green earth that baby would've been born without surgery. The 2nd, in the same room no less, was 12# 11oz., delivered vaginally as well, with no episiotomy, no tears, no stitches of any kind, with 5 minutes of pushing at the most. She was supposed to have a primary cesarean for a large baby, but before her scheduled surgery date she came in complete and delivered too quickly for surgery to be done. That baby was so fat its fat had fat. Hope they hadn't bought any newborn clothes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Tonight was the night of the puffy perineum. Those women are going to feel like they're sitting on ostrich eggs for several days until the swelling goes down. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Even I was impressed at the way they, um, grew. Awhile back a lady tore so badly that she had a flap of skin sticking out that looked just like a juvenile penis--that's how large it was. It took the MD 1-1/2 hrs. to sew everything back up again and I kept looking at that big old thing and wondering where she was going to put it, and maybe it would be better if she just snipped it off and sewed the edges together...but eventually she reassembled the whole perineum, and if it wasn't quite as smooth as it had been before, it was at least in one piece without any unsightly protrusions. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I had to hold the patient's legs open all that time so she wouldn't clap her knees together on the doctor's head, so we were all tired by the time it was done.
Interesting place, L&D is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Maybe Karo would work.....Or I could check w/ an international market - assuming anyone there speaks English since I don't speak Thai, Laotian, Korean, Chinese, Japanese, Spanish, Portugese, Swahili, Arabic, or any of 100 different languages heard in Nashville.
We'll take care of it for you with Dial.
t&l
Promise? Pretty-please?
Your limerick was quite well done!! And the lasses in the ville have been leaving me flat. (Well, one in particular. Starts with Q and rhymes with visquine. Actually sounds just like visquine without "vis".)
Mind if I fixate on you?
Do you live in a port city, accessible by dinghy?
Do I have to get Neak's permission?
You're just trying to expand your harem.
Here:
http://www.talklikeapirate.com/about.htmlGo amuse yourself.
Maybe the pirate actually needs some feminine hygiene products? Is there something we need to know? Tell us everything!!!!!
NCWalker is feeling as flat
As a hat where an elephant's sat.
He's been ditched by Visquine...
Rejected, demeaned--
Can his male ego rise above that?
t&l
P.S. I'll send you a limerick about your dinghy as soon as I find something else to rhyme with it besides "thingy". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
'When tapped it sounds ting-y'?
There once was a one legged pirate
Stuck in a big limerick rut.
He sailed 'round in a dinghy
And played with his thingy
Which, when tapped, made a sound quite ting-y. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Can I say that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Cinders,
Pattern is off for a limerick.
AABBA
Plus, I have a peg toe, not the whole leg.
And I DO have a ship. And also a dinghy. The ship is the good ship "Pink Tresses". (Nikko is the ersatz first mate.)
t&l,
A question about my bruised ego
The state of it all want to know
What you don't understand
I'm a typical man
So how could it ever be low?
So. Can I fixate or what? I like to be a gentlemen before I stalk.
What, no violets?
Personally, I'm surprised AW is brave enough to ever go to sleep and leave you, and her computer, unattended and together!
I was just wondering exactly what you meant TL, what have I missed? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm just reading back on another window ...
[color:"red"]
MOTHER!!!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
And played with his thingy
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It was
specifically the attempt to avoid any suggestion of thingy-playing that stifled the creative flow of my poetic, um,
genius. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
[color:"red"] MOTHER!!!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Your mom is
SO much fun! Don't you agree, AW?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So how could it ever be low?
My mistake. I should've known better. Apologies offered.
So. Can I fixate or what? I like to be a gentlemen before I stalk.
I'm not quite so sure about "stalking,"
But there's nothing to fear with just talking;
So forget further debate...
Please feel free to fixate.
And pursue without maidenly balking.
t&l
Sometimes my mother is so much fun...from a distance <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I was thinking of Ireland, or France perhaps? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> hang on thats a reward ...Aussie & I will go to Ireland and France and Mum will stay here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I like the idea! except I'm building and improving right now, maybe I should just ground her and ban her from the comp <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now if I can only get her to stop wanting to 'discuss' things with my sisters on my marriage <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The silence is deafening here, my sisters and Mum are drinking their coffee and smiling at me ... I dont trust them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Aussie the coward has done a runner for the bathroom.
You could send her here....just a thought....
Course me an Faith might fight over her.
I am putting my boxing gloves on right now Kimmy...
I've seen your pic...I think I can take ya...
Ah but YOU don't have my 50 lb DS to lift several times per day! I's got thee arms of Popeye arrrgghh...
Honey...5 kids...3 under the age of 6....
You do the math....
LMAO!
You ladies, as always, are charming,
But the threat of mayhem's alarming,
You both are quite strong,
Your muscles are long,
But STOP before there's a harming!
NC has a dinghy; a boat,
On his dinghy he really does dote,
It might be off keel,
And it don't have a wheel,
But for the most part he gets it to float.
NEAK! Those are AWESOME!
Mornin' chica....
Did you send the cold here? We're actually supposed to get...whazzat called....that fuzzy white stuff that falls out of the sky....oh yeah...SNOW FLURRIES tomorrow!
Neak !! Like it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
what goes with dinghy besides thingy???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> lol
Lets see,NCW what do we know about NCW .. Mmmm .. dinghy ,, drinking too many Singapore Slingies ??? nope
thats a hard one to figure and its late over here 11.55pm, my head is hurting after mum & Mandy .. I want to trade families for a week or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Three words I know about NCW: Eggs and beer...
Don't ask.
Whats 'SNOW' ??????????? hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Hmmm,
Author, Poet, Wife and Mother.
I'm impressed neak.
T&L,
You have talent. Impressed again.
Such a nice thread, it's good to be back.
Hope everyone is well.
SS
Hi seek <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
how are you? how are things ?
just about to go to bed, so tired these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hi seek <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
how are you? how are things ?
just about to go to bed, so tired these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Seek is comming off a long vacation spent with his W, so he is doing well. Now, if I could just catch up on my work.
YOU should get more rest - but then, life being what it is, you probably won't any time soon. Sweet dreams.
SS
Three words I know about NCW: Eggs and beer...
"Eggs," I understand. "Beer," I understand. But "and"?
t&l, en route to Dreamland
P.S. Welcome home from your trip, SS. You picked the dickens of a time to come to California, if your weather on the coast was anything at all like ours inland! Or did you borrow NCW's dinghy-thingy and just float back to your landlocked state? And if you did, are you talking Pirate now, too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Sorry, Kimmy--just realized. I asked. Oopsie. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Maybe the pirate actually needs some feminine hygiene products? Is there something we need to know? Tell us everything!!!!!
I think he kidnapped some girl and is hiding her on his dinghy. Or he's
planning to kidnap some girl and hide her on his dinghy, and the trip to the hygiene products aisle is just to stock up on supplies. I'm SURE we should disapprove of this! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
It rained and/or snowed most of our trip, but we had fun anyway. The car did break down, but further north. I had a funny feeling about that before we left. We were actually in Oregon a few miles......... going over to I Five so we could go back south.
I can probably post a few pictures if you want to see the redwoods, and the ocean.
How are you - meaning you personally.
There are a lot of loose ends I don't know about. Financing, your health, overtime....... and so on.
SS
WOW!!!!!
The new center of my universe is very hirsute.
She is the first one to stumble upon the motto by which I live.
If you're not disapproving of me, I ain't trying hard enough.
WOOOPS!!!
Wrong word choice. Sorry t&l.
I meant astute.
Is it OK to edit on this thread? I am so new here. And does a wrong word choice count as a mis-spelling?
Where is the local law enforcement?
I carry a weapon.
(notice I didn't call it a gun?)
WOW!!!!! The new center of my universe is very hirsute.
For a minute there, I thought you'd been looking at the picture of me that Neak posted awhile back, where I'm at the edge of the Nuuanu Pali on Oahu, and all my hair was standing on end. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> But then it turned out to be just a typo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
SS, did you go on vacation before I quit my 2nd job? Can't remember. I've been working pretty much 72 hrs./wk. at my regular job since, although starting next week the overtime is going to be a lot more iffy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> We'll have to see how it goes. At least being gone that much makes it harder for my husband to complain at/about me. I figure if he's going to criticize it he ought to have to chase it first! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Good night. The center of the universe is going very,
very dark. Sorry, NC. Neak does good limericks. Let HER be clever for awhile. She'll be
awake!
t&l
P.S. There are no policemen around here. We're all anarchists.
It's the law.
Well, at least it didn't break down and leave you stranded in the snow for 17 days, like that Oregon family.
Yikes, they must have been hungry!
I love the limerick style,
Haven't made them for quite a long while,
But finding them here,
On the FP aisle dear,
Brought to my face a big smile.
NC, in your limerick groove,
Your word choice must really improve,
To edit's okay,
But I just have to say,
If you want me to, I'll disapprove.
SS, glad you're here on MB,
Your pictures we'd all like to see,
Vacation is fun,
But there's work to be done,
And a whole nuther year till you're free.
A-dub, we are shocked that you're tired,
Between housework and duties inspired,
If your mum were not here,
We would miss you, I fear,
And worry you'd somehow expired.
Kimmy, the snow would be grand,
When it sprinkles the harsh Texas sand,
If it weren't just so cold,
Now that winter is old,
And it's sposeta be spring in our land!
Did I forget anyone? Must get to work! Make it stop!!!! I'm thinking in limericks........................
Good Job Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Believer, we stayed on the main roads, so we didn't get lost. But then, as long as we were warm, I don't think we would have cared much how long we were gone. Neither one of us wanted to come home.
As far as our trip, We were gone 10 days total.
We drove through central CA, and I notice that a lot of it is wine country. This is about halfway between SanFrancisco, and Ft Bragg CA.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/03-06/1.jpgI think my W liked the walks on the beach the best. Just south of Ft Bragg CA.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/03-06/2.jpghttp://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/03-06/3.jpgThe redwoods were nice too. Near Crescent City Ca.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/03-06/4.jpghttp://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/03-06/5.jpgSome places there was lots of snow - this is near Mt Shasta, but the snow was wide spread. We drove through it for about 200 miles this day.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/03-06/6.jpgThis is the shoe tree on Hwy 50 in Nevada. (The loneliest highway in america.) Not sure how it got started, but I couldn't drive past without taking this photo. People just throw the shoes up into the tree, and there they are.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/03-06/7.jpgI highly recommend long trips with your spouse. (meaning many days, not distance.) It takes the first two or three days to unwind and get used to not being on deadline.
SS
I carry a weapon.
(notice I didn't call it a gun?)
You live in Texas. It's probably a cannon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi T&L,
How was your nap?
So, Pirate, even if it is a peg-toe instead of a peg-leg, you still aren't anatomically correct.
So, Pirate, even if it is a peg-toe instead of a peg-leg, you still aren't anatomically correct.
I think that's a
good thing. I'm not sure if the feminine hygiene products aisle can deal with anatomically-correct pirates! Ar-r-r-r-rgh! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Instant Replay:
Bummer. Here I've been calling myself OtherSusan the Stupid for all of the Sad Saga, as relayed on this thread over the past interminable months, when apparently the center of the universe is named Hairy-ette, or should be...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And before NCW, nobody knew. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The Center of the Universe in All Its Hirsute Splendor t&l
SS, did you go on vacation before I quit my 2nd job?
I went after, and you were getting overtime, but wondered if it would be enough.
I don't know how you work the hours you do, I have only been at work since 8:30 am Thursday morning, and I get to go home any time now. You are nuts <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I've been working pretty much 72 hrs./wk. at my regular job since, although starting next week the overtime is going to be a lot more iffy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> We'll have to see how it goes.
So you are still wearing your wonder woman suit? How is it fitting these days? Emotionally I mean -
At least being gone that much makes it harder for my husband to complain at/about me. I figure if he's going to criticize it he ought to have to chase it first! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I thought he had turned over a new leaf, and was getting ready to move out of state with you while having wonderful discussions on many topics daily. Where did I go wrong?
I think my software upgrade is about finished loading......... gotta go.
SS
No, I get to stay and do some security upgrades now.
Sighhhh
Like the picture - maybe because I know the wind always blows there.
I'll just turn up the music loud and open the outside door and get some air in her. Don't mind me.
Ss
You are nuts <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Quit channeling my husband. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Is there an echo in here? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
So you are still wearing your wonder woman suit? How is it fitting these days? Emotionally I mean -
I have no wonder woman suit. Just the crabby, overworked and overstressed, middle-aged woman suit, and (oddly enough) it's starting to look like there's a bit of buildup in the internal pressure somewhere at the core! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I thought he had turned over a new leaf, and was getting ready to move out of state with you while having wonderful discussions on many topics daily. Where did I go wrong?
Wacky tobaccy? The only thing I said about him and moving was that I wouldn't be going anywhere as long he has a death grip on the status quo...which has not loosened noticeably, as far as I can see. And if I ever said we were having wonderful, multifaceted conversations, then
I was the one with the wacky tobaccy!!
I've got to go and shoot my patient. If I don't get to send her home soon, I'm going to shoot myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
If I don't get to send her home soon, I'm going to shoot myself!
With what?
SS
BTW, when I said you are nuts, I meant it in the nicest possible way, and I had a big grin when I said it.
JSYN.
SS
Of course, I knew that. If I thought you'd meant it, I would've so stiffly polite to you that you'd have thought my courtesy had developed rigor mortis. Ask Neak's FWH how polite I can be when my sense of humor is not activated by events around me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
At least when I shot my patient, she got DRUGS! For myself, I'm thinking more along the lines of Kimmy's Texas cannon.
t&l
P.S. Got a call from an agency today offering me 60 guaranteed hrs./wk. (with 20 of that being overtime) in Long Beach. How far is that from anybody I "know" from around here? I'm thinking. I'm thinking.
Long beach is near quite a few MB'ers. Some that post on your thread.
NEAR - but traffic being what it is....... you might never see them.
SS
SEE them? Actually, I was thinking of moving in with one of them!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Paying, of course. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It's not like I'd actually be around the house much, with that kind of schedule. The bottom line, though, is that I don't really want to quit working here. I've been here almost 15 years and I'm comfortable in this spot, with these people. Talk about a death grip on the status quo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You can always sell everything, retire, and live under a freeway bridge. Hard to get high speed internet though. They always want a street address.
SS
It's all installed, and every thing works. I think I'll go home and go to bed.
I don't know how you do the drive either, mine only takes 5 minutes this time of night. But in traffic, it goes way up. Takes 7 minutes if the streets are busy.
SS
Hard to get high speed internet though.
Wouldn't matter. All I've got is dial-up, anyway. What's slower than that? My pet dinosaur with the clay tablets strapped to its back? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
>What's slower than that?
Birthdays and Christmas in that order.
- Kimmy, who likes b-days and Christmas
DRUGS ???????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I could some pain killers right now.
I foolishly went with my wonderful Grand D to pick up AW & Aussie from the wild party at the Fenians
300 drunken soldiers male & female are not a pretty sight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
While I was there Aussie was hit on 6 times with Aw on his arms!! And one of those women was married that I know of. I will withhold judgement and asume they were just being cheeky and flirty rather than serious - I hope <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
the topless waitresses were also bottomless - I was not really amused. I must be getting old. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Actually to be fair the waitresses were very nice and one long suffering girl said thank god for the sergeants and wives. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
However in any event they are both very much under the weather - thats a nice way of saying drunk as a lord - and you really dont need to know what they were doing as we drove home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Aw is going to be so sick tomorrow <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I hold no such hope out for Aussie. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm writing the immodium people by the way. I think they are sadistic ba**ards for making their freaking blister packs so dern childproof that an adult who is quite obviously dying a painful and disgusting death cannot possbily open them. I'm going to tell them that they are sadistic rat ba**ards....
- Kimmy
Give 'em an immodium box and see if they can get the tabs out....that's a way to make them pay for their play....
Poor AW....I hate being slung under...
(never could understand the term hung over...slung under is much more apt...like, I drank so much I feel like I was slung under a bus)
- Kimmy
Ditto dear on the 'childproof' pill bottles. the only 'child' they stop getting into the bottle are those who need it.!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I think it means being hung over a horse on the saddle and taken home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Despite what some may think NO I did not have horses to ride on in 'my day' - Aussie I'm going to smack you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
smartarse <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
>Despite what some may think NO I did not have horses to ride on in 'my day'
That's okay, hon. I did. I used to skip school to go riding....did I just tell a MOTHER that?
Tell Aussie I'm giggling and whispering to him that it's better to be a smartarse than a dumb one.
I dont think he'd hear anything Kimbers.
From what I saw he was skulling beer - well Guinness anyway - with whiskey chasers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
He's going to be so nice in the morning <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
All those little Leprechaun's hammering away -- I think I'll cook him bacon & eggs for breakfast, yes nice fatty rashes of bacon with gooy eggs <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
If my tum wasn't upset, I'd say I'll be right over.
You know, vacuuming is always a nice way to tell someone you love them....LOL!
WHAT!!!! 10 hours and no posts.....we were halfway down the second page.
hi all!
I don't feel too well, 8 glasses of wine over about 5 hours...... how pathetic <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
my body doesn't like alcohol any more, or maybe its just that I haven't had too much in the last few years. I even ate well too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Mum is walking around with a I told you so smile on her face <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
someone shoot me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Kimmy's got a cannon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And I have two Canons - both of which are loaded. However, I think you would rather pay me to not shoot you. Then I would have the photos to sell or use as blackmail.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mum is walking around with a I told you so smile on her face
Technically, that's not quite correct. Your mum is walking around with an I-told-everybody-in-the-whole-
world-so smile on her face. That's even better!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Your mum and my mom could cut a wide swath, if they ever, God forbid, got together! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Tell you what...you keep yours with you; I'll keep mine over here, and the whole world will be OK. OK? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Ok ..but PLEASE type quietly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Maybe I could divert her attention to my brother? Hes still separated ... a entire work in preparation for her <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
oh that smile hurt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm going back to bed to SLEEP
You mean you weren't sleeping when you were last in bed?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I want to resign from my FOO. I think I'll go dark as far as they are concerned. See if they even bother to care. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
I doubt it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I don't know when I have ever felt more alone as far as they are concerned. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Thought that my mom's house was to be renovated and that a trust had been set up so that it would be my inheritance, that I would be moving to it this summer. Found out today that, a couple of months ago, they hired contractors and are renovating it to sell. Found this out from BIL who mentioned it in passing when he came over while I was helping Mom work in her basement. No one had told me. NO ONE. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Remember, BIL and my S are not talking to me. Thought my age-related dimentia suffering mother had the job of telling me. Thought she told me months ago. It was a total shock. I cried for hours. I think I will be crying soon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
If there were a bus leaving for heaven this afternoon, I would want to be on it........except for my children.:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />:<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella--I'm so sorry to hear what has happened with your house. My family has sometimes disappointed me, let me down, or just generally yanked my chain (not that it's too hard, you understand! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but they've never actually screwed me over. That would be very hard to take and my heart goes out to you. I assume it's all about money...which certainly makes people do some strange things sometimes, even if they're relatives. Maybe especially if they're relatives.
We've just spent some very special days with our precious Gellnjen, who was visiting from Washington now that her stint as a political intern is over, but she left tonight and everybody's down in the dumps because she's gone. Neaksis' oldest got very weepy, although it masqueraded as something else until he had the opportunity to admit that he was sad she went away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
I found Neak in the bathroom crying tonight, and when I asked her if she wanted to tell me what was wrong, she just said, "My due date." I nearly had a coronary on the spot, because I thought she was telling me about a new due date for another pregnancy, and I was thinking, "I'M NOT BRAVE ENOUGH TO DO THIS AGAIN!!!!!!!!!" But then I realized that it was almost Dillon's due date, and she was talking about the fact that she should've had a new baby about now, not a grave and a headstone 3 towns away.
Has anybody had a good weekend? I don't begrudge it to you at all, but if you're looking for the Happiness Fairy, she's not sprinkling any magic pixie dust on us tonight, that's for sure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Cinderella, if you're catching a heavenly conveyance, make them wait for me. I'm coming along, too. My kids can take care of your kids and we'll see them all later.
Did you know it is possible to cry for days over nothing life-threatening?
I have never felt so alone and abandoned by my FOO.
I have never been where Neak is....but I am sorry she is enduring this sadness.
I would be ready to go now if it weren't for my 2 children. At 13 and 15, they aren't ready for me to go.
Let's see...............oh, yeah......our church family is struggling right now. Two of our 5 elders just resigned. Seems we had 2 polarized groups of leaders.....those who were more legally centered and those who were more grace centered. And the legalists resigned. So, our congregation which once numbered around 700 attending on Sunday mornings about 10 years ago and which has been hovering around 350 for several years, is all in a wad right now.
We had a minister resign suddenly because his 18yo son had broken into the building and stolen all the computers. The insurance company issued the ultimatum that charges would have to be pressed since he had broken in several times. About this time, the youth minister's wife left him.
Then we had a 12 month minister search.
They hired someone very quickly at that point and I was sooooooo glad when he resigned (because his wife was upset that they didn't fire the youth minister when he married another woman).
Then they hired a man who, after 3 years or so, was arrested for stealing things from unlocked cars at the gym and selling them on the internet.
Then, 7 months later, they hired another minister who seems to be ok. Everyone seems to love him. and he seems to love us and be well centered.....I think the last 2 were flaky.
But I would love some stability.
It's been a ride.....a wild ride.
And here I am with a mother who can't remember what day it is, my inheritance being sold out from under me......I don't think they are selling the land my sister's husband wants............., two job changes in 6 months, tons of therapy for the children and me, my finances all rough around the all-over.....
Now, when are they announcing the bus???
Get on board little children.................
Prayers for you C. I'ts about your turn for something nice to happen.
Hope the sun shines tomorrow.
SS
2 years ago, my daughter was quite depressed but it lifted.
21 months ago, she told me she wanted to go live w/ her dad - I stalled for money and because something told me she was trying to run from something but I didn't know what
16 months ago, her dad started pressing me to let her move.
About that time, son's therapist her her knee and gave up her practice.
12 months ago, daughter entered a psychiatric hospital for a week. It was then disclosed my nephew had committed multiple acts of aggravated sexual battery against her.
10 months ago, mom moved and family started planning to renovate her house and I would move into it.
Last spring, son failed 2 classes at school and decision was made that he was so intelligent and demonstrated that he new material but wouldn't put it on test papers or turn in homework so he was to be placed in the next grade provided he entered tutoring for study skills issues.
Through the summer of 2005, I had to pump sister's family for info about nephew for police dept.
Last fall, nephew was charged w/ 5 counts of aggravated sexual battery.
During late fall, daughter announced she didn't want to go live w/ her dad. But, she was back to cutting and therapy intensified.
Son doing well this year but has almost been kicked out of school for fighting when his buttons were pushed to the max.
Nephew pled guilty to one charge and 'in best interest' to another. Got fairly light consequence but it met the needs of my daughter and me. So we were happy. Sister and her family quit talking to us. Totally. Won't even communicate about mother.
Mom still talking about me moving into her house.
Have better relationship w/ x and his wife.
Mom, sister, bil all blame daughter for enticing her older cousin who, to police detective, greatly coroborated my d's story. They think we should have talked as family and worked all this out. If I told everything I knew, my s would divorce her h. And no one would ever speak to me. (Like the time he basically told me it was time for me to have sex w/ him.)
Daughter and son both doing well emotionally (counselor at his school wanted to cut him back to being seen every other week - instead of every week....tutoring going well).
Got promotion in the fall and supervisor and co-workers never worked w/ me to help me do the work...basically just set me loose trying to do it. When I complained, the only thing I was told was to be more proactive and that my manager was a great manager.
Haven't seen the Diplomat (bf) since Thanksgiving because he lives so far away.
Didn't see mother or sister for Christmas. Didn't see mom till several days later.
Cousin's daughter killed in car wreck.
A week later, d's best friend's 13yo cousin drowned.
Took another job w/ same employer just to get out of that hellhole. Maybe more opportunities, maybe not. But couldn't be worse Karma - and it is, indeed better.
I have gained a size or two and my cholesterol is up somewhat.
Church is struggling right now.....
Saturday, went to help mom clean out basement and BIL showed up.....was talking to mom and I said something and he replied that house had to be sold.......
Haven't talked to mom since yesterday afternoon - don't want to.....not yet.....
And all of that is in the last 2 years.
Just call me Hercules.
[color:"purple"] When does the train leave for Heaven? [/color]
Cinders
I am saying a big prayer for you and your kids, and even your sister & her family.
You & the kids have gone through so much in 2 years no wonder you feel defeated and a bit lost right now.
As far as the sale of your mums house I think that stinks. I am not so sure I wouldn't challenge them on this if it was only me, but with kids it is also very difficult and there is so often no winner in such family disputes.
I wish someone could remind them you could have sought some sort of redress on your daughters behalf for pain and suffering. Then to blame the victim? I was reminded of the old style defence lawyers blaming women for getting assaulted because they were female!!
Just remember that you can choose to lead a happy and fulfilling life with your children and even someone new in your life if that is your wish.
If your sister chooses to close her eyes to the truth then you need to allow her too. Unfortunately it will probably hit her in the face one day, it usually does at some time.
You are more then your FOO family Cinders, you are you and have been the rock and foundation of your children, even though some days it appears they dont want to even know you - been there lol - they WILL come to know you & appreciate it all as they grow older.
big hugs [[[[[[Cinders]]]]]]
AW - [ because mum is stealing my log on ] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Has anybody had a good weekend? I don't begrudge it to you at all, but if you're looking for the Happiness Fairy, she's not sprinkling any magic pixie dust on us tonight, that's for sure.
Define Good
It was really nice. None of the kids are in Jail, or the hospital. My W still loves me.
Wish life would slow down a little bit though.
T& L,
When you are quiet, I worry.
How about you? No resolution to any of the many problems?
Neak,
You are quiet too -
Please don't feel you have to respond, but remember people care about you. It's for real.
Neaksis -
I've been wondering if you are shy, or just busy.
I know AW isn't shy.
Hi Believer, hope you are well. I don't feel any bad vibes.
SS
I am still here. Thanks to all for caring.
Talked to my mom today.....decided to talk w/ her on my own. Anyway, seems she was almost as surprised as I was by my bil's announcement. She is feeling, as am I, that she and I may be on the receiving end of a shaft. She is considering an attorney to help her sort it out and block s & bil forcing sale of house. She and I doubt he is considering selling the property bil wants. And she would consider giving me, if he persists, part of the other property thereby denying him any road frontage.
Now to find an attorney.....for my mother.
Tell her not to sign any papers! Unless she's declared incompetent, I don't think they can sell her stuff without her signature. For that matter, it probably not a good idea to talk to anybody they bring around to "visit," either. Who knows who they might be? An "expert" to state that her mental condition requires that she have a conservator of some sort, perhaps? Better paranoid than screwed, I always say. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. For some reason this little snippet of dialogue, in a cartoon commercial, just cracked me up...
"My cereal is sending me a message!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> It says, 'O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o.'"
"They're Cheerios, you idiot!"
Musician humor. Did you even know there WAS such a thing? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
* Since the black keys on a piano are the hardest to learn
if you painted them white would it be easier to learn how to
play the piano?
* How do you know when it's time to tune your bagpipes?
* Was the piano invented just so the musician would have a
place to put his/her beer?
* Is it true that the reason bagpipe players walk while they
play is that they are trying to get away from the noise?
* Do you get A flat minor if you drop a piano down a mine-
shaft?
* What is the difference between a violin and a fiddle?
* Are some instruments in a drum-and-bugle corps purely
cymbolic?
* Do people who play the washboard think of it as playing
an acoustic washing machine?
* Why is a mute called a mute when you can still hear the
music?
* Did you know that the piano we play today was first called
the 'pianoforte'? And that this actually means quietloud?
Doesn't this mean that a small one should be called a piano
while a large one should be called a forte?
* If you buy a set of drums, will there be repercussions?
* Why is Chopsticks one of the easiest songs to play on the
piano, but the hardest thing to eat with?
* How come you always hear about organ donors but there's
nary a mention of piano donors?
* What did bagpipers play before that guy wrote "Amazing
Grace"?
* Can you fiddle with a violin?
It's time for another side trip into the hair products aisle. Let's just say little Valkyrie won't be needing hair ribbons for a while.
Mom, had anyone told you yet? She cut her hair again.
Please, make sure you're sitting down before you view the following link.
We waited till she was asleep, then took pictures of her. Courtesy of thndrnltning's feminine hygiene products, and hats and scarves aisles.
Neaksis is dying after this.
well I am sure your darling is very cute, however I cant get into yahooie to see it ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
In any event it is time for you sleepy heads to get up and get ready for your new day as we finish ours here. Well SOME of us finish our days while OTHERS decide to work night shift on the road gangs because they don't know how to retire. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I heard some wonderful lyrics the other day to a song called "Can I trade him in" however one DD sniggered, one laughed, and AW said 'Oh Mother!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I have been reading - [[[[neak & cinders]]]] and catching up which has put me way behind of course. AW managed to bring down two computers within the hour, now thats an achievement isn't it darling? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I am reliably informed it was the 'motherboard' that failed and caused all the problems.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Notice how everyone blames a 'mother' even for computer problems???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I couldn't get in either, so I am going to have to do this the non-lazy way.
Pic 1 Pic 2 Pic 3 Pic 4 Just try that and see if it works now.
OK, it works now. For some reason that album had been set up as Private. Now it is completely public.
Poor mija. I think it's time to hit the $100 store for bandanas and pretty scarves.
WHY did she do this? What possessed her?
BTW: A lady I used to work with had twins, a boy and a girl. One day they hid behind her couch and clipper cut both head bald. She said it was okay for the boy child, but she cried buckets over the girl's golden tresses.
So, NS isn't alone in her angst.
The worst I ever did was try to give Barbie a hair cut...so the guys that look here will know, Barbie's hair does NOT grow like everyone else's!
- Kimmy
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I got into the first batch of pictures just fine. Does that mean I'm not "public"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I'm very conflicted about this, and how we should react to it. On the one hand, there's what Neaksis first suggested, that the DivaDramaQueen wanted attention, got a semi-satisfying amount last week the first time she cut her hair, and was just trying to get some more by doing this. On the other hand, for a little girl so obsessed with beautiful people, etc., it has seemed to me that for a very long time she's gone out of her way to make herself appear unattractive and grungy. Is there someone, or some recurring situation, that has been reactivating her memories of being molested, and her fear of it recurring, and she wants to make herself ugly as a protection? Did starting back to counseling open a festering wound and let some of the ugliness spill out? (Not that I'm suggesting that the counseling should stop...) I also can't escape the feeling that there's a great deal of self-loathing behind this escapade, and that it's similar to the whole cutting/mutilation subset of psychiatric disorders, only without the blood and scars and stuff. This is a very disturbed little girl, and I'm afraid that the hair butchering will progress to something more dangerous and permanent if we don't figure out the right thing and get it done. Scary.
And a happy morning to all of you, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well she is still cute even if a bit short on a head of hair for now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I remember AW would not only cut her hair but refused to wear a dress or 'girlie' gear right up until she was 16 1/2 - then she met this young fellow going out with her older sister and decided to reform. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW's daughter was the same right up until 18 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
its just a phase Neak, we girls get over it like we do men, oops did I type that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
what we do for the male of the species <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak, AW was writing you when she fell asleep - burning the candle at both ends but can you tell her? - you will get a laugh as did I, dont think I was meant to read it actually, but she should know there are no secrets from mum and if I didn't want to not get banned from ever using the computer again I'd post it here, Can you divorce mums? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
However she has got the email thingy ready to send but has not sent it I dont think - I am trying to stay away from that send clicky but I hear it calling me - press me mum, press me !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I hit save instead, no idea where it would save it but I'm sure AW will <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Time for bed and Mikey needs a cuddle, yes he does Nana says so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Hi Mum, give your girl a hug from me. Do you need my email addy? Lol.
> she wants to make herself ugly as a protection
I was afraid that might be it.
She looks like my Rebekah....my heart aches for her.
Flare prayer sent up.
Kimmy
its just a phase Neak, we girls get over it like we do men,
Hi, AW's mum--Actually, I wish it
were a phase. If you have the time, and the interest in wading through some mucky waters (but not the Pool of Introspection, thank goodness!), you can look at the Neaksis thread on child molesters and see what has happened to Neaksis' adopted children, and to Neak's biological children, because of the neglect of the adoptees' biological parents, affectionately known as "Ed" (Egg Donor) and "Sped" (Sperm Donor). This hair cutting is an escalation of already-worrisome behavior on this child's part, and it is genuinely scary to me. I wish I had an answer.
t&l
She will be 'protected' for some time to come.
What to do? What to do?
Maybe it will grow on us............. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I will say prayers for her.....I think there is a struggle going on.
Fortunately, my daughter is doing soooooooo well...Her skin looks beautiful. Almost no signs of her cutting. NONE!!!
Tonight, I went by and talked to my mom....we were doing ok until she brought up talking about my daughter's sexual abuse. I told her I would talk about it any time she wanted to - she just had to tell me she was ready and I would make the therapist appointment. I maintain we will talk about it when, and only when, she is ready to do so at therapist's office. She went nuts. I told her that I was tired of being blamed - like it was her fault her cousin put some money in her panties and told her she could be his private hooker - when she was something like 12 or 13 and he was 14 or 15. Then I turned around and walked out - slamming her appt door behind me.
I told my daughter about what had happened....she wasn't there.....she said she was proud of me.
Life is just plain old tough.
{{{{Cinders}}}}
Mom, you might want to get your blushy face emoticons ready. Remember that problem with your tax return?
Well it seems that for whatever reason, the IRS didn't recognize the connection between your eldest son and his, um, social security number.
OK, lets see if we can cheer everyone up today.
An older lady gets pulled over for speeding...
Older Woman: Is there a problem, Officer?
Officer: Ma'am, you were speeding.
Older Woman: Oh, I see.
Officer: Can I see your license please?
Older Woman: I'd give it to you but I don't have one.
Officer: Don't have one?
Older Woman: Lost it, 4 years ago for drunk driving.
Officer: I see...Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.
Older Woman: I can't do that.
Officer: Why not?
Older Woman: I stole this car.
Officer: Stole it?
Older Woman: Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.
Officer: You what?
Older Woman: His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see
The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.
Officer 2: Ma'am, could you step out of your vehicle please! The woman steps out of her vehicle.
Older woman: Is there a problem sir?
Officer 2: One of my officers told me that you have
stolen this car and murdered the owner.
Older Woman: Murdered the owner?
Officer 2: Yes, could you please open the trunk
of your car, please.
The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but
an empty trunk.
Officer 2: Is this your car, ma'am?
Older Woman: Yes, here are the registration papers.
The officer is quite stunned.
Officer 2: One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.
The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it to the officer.
The officer examines the license. He looks quite puzzled.
Officer 2: Thank you ma'am, one of my officers told me you didn't have a license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the owner.
Older Woman: Bet the liar told you I was speeding, too.
Smile, it's good for your face.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well it seems that for whatever reason, the IRS didn't recognize the connection between your eldest son and his, um, social security number.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Well, I was just trying to see if, in spite of his age, I could claim him as a dependent, since he was my very expensive student last year...and he wasn't around to ask for his number, so I, um, I, ah, Imadeoneup. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And then I forgot all about it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Whoever made the dumb rule that only the Federal government can make Social Security numbers, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> How arrogant of them. How insular. How narrow-minded. Nit-picking as art. That's what
I say. Unless, of course, there's some IRS agent lurking on the thread, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> in which case I say, "Yes, Sir. My pleasure to slavishly follow your rules, SIR. Thank you for the privilege of working to support you and all your fellows, Sir."
l&t (I'm using a pseudonym this time, as a disguise, so they can't track me down and charge me with felonious mockery!)
Ah - T&L,
Just the person I wanted to talk to.
Prayers for you.
SS
Here you go.....some cheer - or something to motivate us to reach new heights of deviousness
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
All you need to know about April Fool's Day!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
http://home.bellsouth.net/s/editorial.dl...;ck=&Table= <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Ah - T&L, Just the person I wanted to talk to. Prayers for you. SS
Not T&L--l&t! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> You're ruining my disguise. I'm still in hiding and incognito after my public mocking of the IRS. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I have to stay out of sight at least until I get my refund. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
What did you want to talk about? Thank you for the prayers. Can't have too many of those. Do you have any to spare for poor, denuded, Valkyrie? She's sorry
now that she has a buzz cut. Fat lot of good it does! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If one of my daughters has time, they can tell the story of my power, as described by my grandchildren...which turns out to be much greater than even I EVER dreamed!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I don't have the time. I've got 2 patients, and 1-1/2 hrs. until the end of the shift, so I'm getting everything up-to-date so that 0708 I can be out of this place like I was shot from a cannon.
l&t
L&T (I got it right)
I sometimes find that disappointing Grandma is WAY worse to my kids than disappointing ME...kwim?
My kids think my mom has a silver lariat around the moon. Seriously. As far as she's concerned she does everything BUT walk on water...and in their eyes she could probably do that...they've just not seen it yet.
To disappoint her would crush them.
I'm glad they didn't know her when I was growing up...lmao! They'd be shocked if they knew.
- Kimmy
Kimbers !!!!!! ..go to your room young lady <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Grandma's are PERFECT, well most of us are <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
even when we are not, we are <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
After I read neaksis story about that darling little girl I wanted to really do something evil to some particular people, I'm afraid I am no saint.
I agree ..it may be a phase but you cannot risk that it is only that. Poor angel. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Please give her a extra hug or two just because.
tl ---- oh I mean lt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> -- are you still enjoying work? I am seriously considering retirement in the next year or two.
I thought I would travel to Europe regardless of grumpy's retirement when you are not having a retirement plan. I could live with Aussies family in Ireland, then my own in Wales & Scotland <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I know I would enjoy freeloading <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
My mom is wonderful - NOW!
Ever since she had her histerical-ectomy (meant to be said that way) she's changed and all in good ways. She should have done it when I was little, imo....damn doctors!
I sometimes find that disappointing Grandma is WAY worse to my kids than disappointing ME...kwim?
I don't know that they so much worry about "disappointing" me, but they DO worry about being
crushed if they don't obey <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> For whatever reason--the weight, the timbre of the voice, the graying hair, the wrinkles, the fearsome scowls <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />--I have an intimidation factor thing going that neither of their mothers has yet managed to develop. What I always wanted to be, growing up, the terrorizer of small children. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> But, hey, it works. What can I say? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And when I'm fun, I'm a LOT of fun! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
l&t, fugitive from governmental vendettas
Interesting factoid of the day..........
Plato imagined that the uterus (Greek hustera or hystera) was a separate spirit and animal part of a woman that only wanted to become pregnant. If it did not, this imaginary uterus-spirit wandered in a fit of mopish pique through the body causing trouble. When it arrived at the brain, this hystera (womb animal) went totally postal and induced feminine hysterics.
l&t, the Ectomied Wonder
are you still enjoying work?
No, and no, and no. But, in the immortal words of the Flard (#2 son), "If I'm so great, how come nobody will pay me to be me?" Until I find a way to be reimbursed for selfhood, I'm pretty much stuck with continuing in the one way I know how to earn money! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I thought I would travel to Europe regardless of grumpy's retirement
If you're anything like me, you'd enjoy that a lot. Somewhere back in the interminable pages of the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, I told about my solo vacation a few years back, when I traveled 10 or 11 states all by myself, visited friends, saw what I wanted when I wanted for however long I wanted. It was the most wonderful time. I can't begin to tell you. Neaksis finally had to ask me if I was ever coming home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> You and I could travel together, and let AussieGrumpy and YankeeGrumpy grouse around together. Doesn't that sound like a
plan? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
l&t
I just love throwing the Nan power around <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Darling would you do the dishes for me? yep nanna
Can you clean your room for me sweeties? K nanna
Would you vacuum the floor my love ? alright nan
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW, Jane & Mandy & used to get WHY mum? and 'mutter mutter mutter' In fact Mandy & Jane still do having a few pre teens heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I used to pray that my darlings would have children just like mine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and you know what? they did <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW is sound asleep, went to bed at 8.30 totally worn out again. She gets up at 5 for Michael, gets breakfast ready for all - even if we dont want it, irons her clothes for the day, gets ready for work & starts at 7, doing 2 full time jobs right now - her bosses and her own plus part of a third, works through lunch & leaves at 6.
Rush's home,washes Michael, prepares dinner and wont let anyone help - now I wouldn't say she was stubborn - that wouldn't be a supportive thing to do would it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think another little talk is required <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I like THAT plan!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Quick before the kids can invite themselves -- sorry sold out darlings <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Southern France, wine, cheeses, truffles, and the main food oh my, the sauces, the desserts ------
The Lourve, a wild mushroom omlette cooked in goose fat with a REAL coffee ..I wonder why I keep mentioning food??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Because as women...IT'S ALL ABOUT THE FOOD!
It is for me!
I'm hungry.
Does anyone know if they make soy goose fat?
Is P-A-T-E the way you spell 'meat mush'?
I am so sorry about your baby. Tomorrow would have been my little boy's due date.
I know exactly what you mean - he is just the baby that I wanted, and no one can ever take his place. Your baby is special, too, and God will give him or her back to you someday, perfect, and not blighted.
The waiting is hard, but try to take care of yourself anyway. Prayers for you....
You made me cry when I read this at work tonight. It didn't help that right now I'm taking care of another lady, in your room, losing her baby at the same gestational age at which Dillon died, but your words were poignant enough just on their own...especially coming from one with such an excellent public facade. What else are you hiding under your placid surface, dearie? Hugs to you. I'll be over later today and give you one or two or several, in person. I'm sorry that you hurt, and I love you.
l&t
it is very hard you know. very very hard
[[[[[[[[Neak]]]]]]]]]
You know the death of your child is the ultimate deprivation
The grief caused is not only painful but profoundly and totally disorienting
You see children are not supposed to die. Not before you.
Every day of your life you are forced to confront an extremely painful and stressful paradox, You are faced with a situation in which you must deal both with the grief caused by your child's death and with the inherent need to continue to live your own lives as fully as possible. Often with other children who need mum & dad as much if not more than ever before.
You have to deal with the contradictory burden of wanting to be free of this overwhelming pain and yet needing it as a reminder of your child who died.
The two of us continue to be parents of our son.
We will always feel the empty place in our hearts caused by our little boy's death.
We were, and always will be, the loving father and mother of Peter. Yet, we have to accept that we will never be able to live our lives with or share our love openly with our little boy.
Not again, not ever on this earth.
So we, myself especially I think, because Aussie NEVER talks about Peter, I’m not sure he can … have to, must, find ways to hold on to the memories.
I, we, need these memories and whispers.
Even with a wonderful new baby in our lives, a new soul given into our care, little Michael is never a replacement, he is a gift of joy yes, but never a replacement, as Peter was never a replacement for our older kids as they grew.
I have never found a inner peace, a total acceptance, the pain will last forever, it is a grief so deep it is etched into our very being.
I will cry every day, if its but a moment within myself, for the rest of my life.
(((((All of y'all)))
I am lucky. I never faced that grief.
T&L - I have a Dr. Mom question for you....are you game?
Twice in the last year, I have gone to give blood and my hematocrit has been low. Yesterday it was 32. Should I just be double sure I take my multivitamin which has iron or should I worry?
Yeah, I'm, uh, how do you gently say it, not as young as I used to be, but I still have periods every month though they are not as heavy/long as they used to be.
A hematocrit of 32 indicates mild anemia. You may or may not feel symptomatic at that level, although you're not a good candidate for blood donations right now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> A good vitamin with iron and B12 vitamins would be good for you; you can also research online, making your diet more iron-rich, as well as limiting foods which can hinder iron absorption. If those things don't start improving your H&H in a few months, then somebody needs to start looking to find the source of your bleeding, besides your periods.
Good luck, and happy spinach to you.
Happy spinach! LOL
Actually, I love spinach salads. Whoever invented iceburg lettuce was pandering to the wimps. I became a big spinach salad fan when pregnant w/ daughter.....iceburg would churn in my stomache for days it seemed. Spinach was digestable.
GYN suggested Feosol or something like that. No sypmtoms of what I would perceive to be bleeding. Seems I have had these results when I get lax about taking my multivitamin...... Do you think they make iron fortified chocolate?
All chocolate is iron fortified. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> Everyone knows that!
If nothing else, check out 8th Continent chocolate soy milk. It should have lots of good stuff in it, plus soy protein which is sooooo important to women, and beats any other chocolate soy milk I have ever tasted. They have it in Safeway and Super Wal-Mart, so it must be just about everywhere.
No Safeway around here and I DON'T do business w/ Wallyworld or Sam's.
Are you pulling my leg about chocolate being Iron fortified.....it is April Fool's day.....but it's a good idea....could they put omega 3 stuff in there too?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And speaking of SMART!!!!!!
Get a big load of this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
http://www.slate.com/id/2138726/
Good morning everyone
Things seem very quiet here lately, I wonder are all going through a bit of a tough time right now? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
AW is just 'resigned' about everything the last few days and if you believed her she's personally responsible for original sin all by herself, The plague, WW1 & 2, the starving children in India, the kids who were hurt by their relatives DESPITE having no say in the custody matter, Aussies deployments, the war, and no doubt dear little Peters death, messed up her marriage, her realtionships etc etc etc <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Well the marriage & relationships perhaps but then she was not operaing as we say her with a full deck at the time. No excuses as she says, just understanding, at least THATS healthy!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Do you think a good smack would work ????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
The threat used to work when she was a little monster at 12 going on 30 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We use not playing with a full deck here, too.
Sure, smack her, but in a loving way. Tell her it's from all of us, and that it's not ALL her fault. (She is so lucky to have you right there.)
I got a cute little story in my email yesterday. Maybe someone needs a smile.
A man was being tailgated by a stressed out woman on a busy boulevard. Suddenly, the light turned yellow, just in front of him.
He did the right thing, stopping at the crosswalk, even though he could have beaten the red light by accelerating through the intersection.
The tailgating woman was furious and honked her horn, screaming in frustration as she missed her chance to get through the intersection, plus dropping her cell phone and makeup.
As she was still in mid-rant, she heard a tap on her
window and looked up into the face of a very serious police officer.
The officer ordered her to exit her car with her hands up. He took her to the police station where she was searched, finger printed, photographed, and placed in a holding cell.
After a couple of hours, a policeman approached the cell and opened the door. She was escorted back to the booking desk where the arresting officer was waiting with her personal effects.
He said, "I'm very sorry for this mistake. You see, I pulled up behind your car while you were blowing your horn, flipping off the guy in front of you, and cussing a blue streak at him. "I noticed the 'Choose Life' license plate holder, the 'What Would Jesus Do' bumper sticker, the 'Follow Me to Sunday- School' bumper sticker, and the chrome-plated Christian fish emblem on the trunk with the words, 'Jesus Saves' plus the sticker in the window saying, 'Remember the Golden Rule'....
Naturally... as anyone would....I assumed you had stolen the car."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That's pretty good. I hope she was no one I know.
She reminds me of someone, I just can't quite remember who.....
halfway down page 3 - have we all reached menopause?
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The children have all been so awful the last couple of days! There aren't really any funny anecdotes, just a lot of behavior ranging from unacceptable to downright wicked. Whew! I am so tired!
And poor AJ has been sick. He was starting to feel a bit iffy on Monday, went to his business-related breakfast yesterday morning, and dragged his behind home with a swollen throat and fever when he was done. He is asleep right now, so I sneaked on here for a few minutes before sickroom duty calls. Which, the way the kids are making noise, will be any time.
Well, the good news is I didn't kill any of the children yesterday; didn't even maim them. The bad news is I don't think any of them will qualify for L&T's Imax 3-D Extravaganzalollapalooza, which all good little children who are caught up with their homework on Sunday will be going on.
And one other good thing is that so far, although the kids are being ineffectual in getting their chores, etc., done so they can start school, they are at least not being horrid yet. Mr. Computer is playing with a magnet, and Princess and Dervish are making a lobster (very cute!) with the clay they were not supposed to have gotten out yet, but ground into the carpet by accident yesterday. And the Princess just made an ice cream sundae, that since the clay is a nasty shade of brown actually more closely resembles a pile of...........waste.
The time change has been messing us up, too. The kids have all been staying awake so late, but last night I finally got the supertired Dervish to sleep by 7, only to have him wake up again at 9, and partied till at least midnight. That meant I had to party too, so I sat down with a book and held him in a reclining position until he drifted off HOURS later.
Well, I'd better get them all back on track, but it's sure nice to squeeze in this little visit. Happy April 5. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hi all. Wow, the thread was way back on page 5. Things are really going downhill since I've been gone.
Still in Seattle, and very busy. My sis bought a new house and can't get off work to move - she is an attorney and two cases that she has been working on going to trial. So I spent 6 days packing and moving her things. I'm just about done, and then am going to clean and paint her old house.
My dad (91) is doing a little better. I spent yesterday and today watching him to give my mom a break. Today he did very well, and stayed up all day talking to me. I made him some homemade Navy bean soup, which he loved.
He gets tired and falls asleep in his chair and then falls out of the chair. So my mom is afraid to leave him alone. We have a visiting nurse coming tomorrow to give suggestions, and got a wheelchair and hospital bed delivered today. I had to tell him we were getting an "adjustable" bed. He won't have anything to do with a hospital bed. He refuses to sit in the wheelchair also.
Sounds like everyone here is doing okay, and I'm glad to see that. I miss you all.
We miss you, too. Glad you can be there for your family though.
I'm tired...going to bed asap.
YAY!!!!! YOU'RE BACK!!!!!!! I'm doing the dance of joy. Welcome home to Believer............so glad to hear from you.
dragged his behind home with a swollen throat and fever
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I am unfamiliar with this intriguing medical condition. Does it have a name? Blast you, anyway, Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I was in the process of withdrawing from the board, because I think I've pretty much run my course here...but I CANNOT resist a misplaced modifier!
Can't the Dervish, at least, go on Sunday? It doesn't quite have the same effect on the others if
nobody gets to go. They need to see themselves being left behind. For what it's going to cost me for this "fun" outing with a bunch of kids, I at least deserve the privilege of annoying the ones who didn't work hard enough to earn the trip.
l&t
P.S. Hi, Believer--I forgot you'd gone away, and thought that you'd abandoned us, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Glad you're OK.
Just for t&l. Still fixated.
First-year students at Med School were receiving their first anatomy class
with a real dead human body. They all gathered around the surgery table with the
body covered with a white sheet.
The professor started the class by telling them, In medicine, it is necessary
to have 2 important qualities as a doctor. The first is that you not be
disgusted by anything involving the human body.
For an example, the Professor pulled back the sheet, stuck his finger in the
butt of the corpse, withdrew it and stuck his finger in his mouth. Go ahead
and do the same thing, he told his students.
The students freaked out, hesitated for several minutes, but eventually took
turns sticking a finger in the butt of the dead body and sucking on it.
When everyone had finished, the Professor looked at them, and told them, The
second most important quality is observation. I stuck in my middle finger and
sucked on my index finger.
Now learn to pay attention.
I bet that joke helped the breakfast digestion!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hows everyone? Believer so good to hear from you!! Hope things are going well and that you get some help for your dad.
Neak! TL!! hows things?
Mikeys been a little devil lately. waking all hours poor little guy had an injection last week and has been a bit out of sorts ever since but FINALLY seems a lot better today and back to his cheeky happy little self.
I read your post on the kids lol ...JUST WAIT until those hormones start Hon!! A mothers revenge is what my Mum called it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Of course as I was an angel it didn't appply to me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is busy training his teams and sometimes appears at home to shower, change clothes, and eat with us all. He himself is taking it slowly, At least we get the weekends with no work for any of us.
I still hate working and feel so guilty having Mikey in the workplace, far rather be home and at a play group with him.
I wonder if we can POJA this one ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Why are DD's uni fees so high ??? Darn it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Those children of mine are keepers....they're learning to be nice to me....just hope it lasts.
Ugh, still queasy from that joke. NCW must be so pleased!
I read a joke in the Reader's Digest the other day.
The owners of the major beer companies all got together for a little party. When they ordered their drinks, the Coors guy ordered a Coors, the Michelob guy ordered a Michelob, the Budweiser guy ordered a Budweiser, and so on. Until it came around to the Guinnes guy, who said he would have a soda. The other guys looked at him like he was crazy, and asked, "Why didn't you order a Guiness?"
He replied, "Well, if you guys aren't having beer, then neither am I."
Just for t&l. Still fixated.
I'm both twitterpated and tittilated that you're still fixated. However, I must object to your use of my real name, "t&l," since I'm currently going by the pseudonym, "l&t," in the attempt to hide myself from the IRS...at least until after I receive my tax refund. I have been afraid that my recent humorous (well, they were to
me!) comments about taxes might not have been well-received by those fun-loving jokesters at the Infernal Revenue Service. Excuse me, that would be "In
ternal." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I guess my Freudian just slipped.
l&t (lurking and tiptoeing)
Infernal Revenue Service. Excuse me, that would be "Internal." I guess my Freudian just slipped.
Oh.. so does that mean they slip on those glovescovered in baby powder and ..... ??????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Those children of mine are keepers....they're learning to be nice to me....just hope it lasts.
Whatever you're putting in their kool-aid, can you send me some?
I came this close ... to selling one of mine yesterday. Even told the Wookie if he let me sell one, he could buy a motorcycle with the proceeds. Scary thing is, he paused a long time before telling me no.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
It was the motorcycle thing Kimmy!! D <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Kid selling? Count me in!!! Don't even get me started on what I could buy, or next thing you know I'll be registering at Wal Mart.
For what you could get for the little darlings, especially on a bad day (and aren't they all, lately?), are you sure you'd be able to afford Wal-Mart?
Tell them Noah will be there soon, to "help" them with their schoolwork. I've got a bad headache and am feeling cranky already, so they'd better not be looking for a lot of slack from dear Granny today! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l (my refund is in--thank you, Neak, for your help--and I am no longer in hiding.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Infernal Revenue Service. Excuse me, that would be "Internal." I guess my Freudian just slipped.
Oh.. so does that mean they slip on those glovescovered in baby powder and ..... ??????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Even a labor and delivery nurse doesn't want to use the words "gloves," "baby powder," and "Internal Revenue Service" in the same sentence. I'd be too worried about being on the receiving end... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Bite your weevil tongue! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I thought it was the Eternal Revenue Service.....even if you die, someone has to file your income tax return.
I never got that one, either. I mean, I filed for my grandma the year after she died, but if you didn't have anyone, who would file? More importantly, would the IRS keep the refund?
They stay on the case of whoever is in charge of the 'estate'.
And, what you ask, have I been putting in the children's KoolAid? Therapy. We've been talking about communication, supporting each other, meeting each other's needs, problem solving, teamwork. Family therapy is a good thing.
IRS = <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Family Therapy = <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Since you're being so chatty here, I'll allow you to say thank you to me for my sterling contribution to your day today, as well as the one I'm going to make Sunday, and Monday if you're lucky. But if you think I'm keeping them for good once you get a taste of freedom, you'd better be thinking again!! Grandma Noah's Boot Camp is a temporary thing, performed between visits to my psychiatrist for treatment of my post-traumatic stress disorder. Sunday will be an interesting day. 6 regular memebers of the family whose normal behavior runs the gamut of rowdy to quiet, depending how close they're standing to me and whether or not they think I can see them at the time, a new foster child who'll be around for a month, and whose estrogen is already battling the Estrogen Divas, Tina, me, and my dad---who will like the 3D Imax movie, but not necessarily the long ride with excited children en route to the theater. I just CAN'T wait.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, since you're here, THANK YOU!!!
And the solution to your dilemma is simple. You take Gramps in one car, and send Neaksis with the 7 children in the van. There are enough seats...
Hello everyone!!
AW and Aussie have left me with Mikey ( and the computer hehehehe) to go and see DGD in the musical she is doing at the University.
Its about the ANZAC soldiers writing home and wishing they were there with their loved ones. Quite relevant as ANZAC Day is on the 25th of this month.
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So how is everything you asked? Well lets see -
AW is a lot better this week and actually smiled a few times. Peters death is like a open bleeding wound that never seems to heal well.
Mothers are supposed to have answers aren’t they?
I don’t have many I’m afraid. No great comforting words or wisdom to impart to her, no ready made answers or insights.
Sometimes we just have to accept the unacceptable and keep living as well as we may.
But goodness it hurts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
However she is trying hard to move on from her past actions and throwing herself into life again. Can’t get much more livelier than MIKEY !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mikey is definitely saying NANA I don't care what anyone else says so there !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is - well Aussie.
I’d tell you more but he never says much on anything about anything and when he does its with wry humour so you never know what’s really going on behind those baby blue eyes. Maybe hes the one who should be smacked !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well anyway he is busy at the barracks doing men thingies with guns and other unfriendly items. Oh and he has been mentioned in an article written about the ‘ANZAC spirit‘- minus name of course - which of course he calls a load of [censored]. OH are you allowed to say that? Well too late now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Do I need to add that grumpy is working again tonight ? He just cant retire, he’d rather be grumpy heh heh heh must be a male thing you think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Travelling Soldier is thank God coming home soon. DGD is over the moon and I don’t think I can stand two love sick females in the same house at the same time. I don’t think I was ever that young as these two!
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Ok well I must have been very drunk when I agreed to marry I’m almost positive I wasn’t love sick. I’d ask my sister but she may actually answer so I won’t. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
What else? Oh yes grandson Number 1. He’s still up at the training grounds. Had a few days leave and got into some minor trouble with some young women and drinking as young men will do. Just you wait and see young mums. Your little boys are male and they can’t help themselves it seems. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Aussie was amused. AW was a bit angry, I just thought YEP it was only a matter of time, sometimes they have to learn the hard way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So what about everyone else? Give <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Thanks for the update, Mum. It's good to hear how things are down under.
When did Peter die? I am guessing pretty close to now, but however many years ago. Poor little tyke, and I'm sure you all miss him terribly. Give your son & daughter our love and sympathy.
I have to start supper, so must wait to tell you what the Dervish did to the Johnson family in church today. Any of you from this neck of the woods will have heard of the Elk Grove shooting spree, in which John Johnson was a victim. We met his family, and I will be back with the rest of the story as soon as I can.
Got sidetracked, hmmmmm.
Anyway, the Dervish and I were sitting in the pew directly behind the Johnsons. When it was time for prayer, everyone knelt except the Dervish, who stood leaning on the back of the pew, so he could see. (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) I asked him to go ahead and kneel, which he did pretty well for a dervish.
Now, he doesn't weigh very much; less than 40 pounds. He is just long and skinny, either 42 or 44", can't remember which.
ANYHOO! His weight, though slight, was just enough when combined with the weight of the entire Johnson family as they all leaned back against their pew, to scoot it back very abruptly. I saw them lurch backwards as one, wobbling as they tried to keep from tipping over like a row of ninepins. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Thank you, Dervish.
But at least they will not forget Escalon any time soon. And, as Mom said, it was bound to have taken their minds off their troubles, even if only for a moment.
I like that image of the tilting pew.
Have the children seen 'Because of Winn Dixie'? There is a great scene of what happened in church one Sunday. It's delightfully funny.
Hey I remember shopping in this isle!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I get my first aid kit stuff here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Of course I DO get very strange looks from the other blokes but there you are!
Hows people here today? Hope you guys are all doing well and are spoiling the kiddies - I always gave mine red cordial and chocolate and then left for a few weeks training - always seemed to work! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well howdy, A2, come on in and look around. First aid kit is 75% off today in your honor.
red cordial and chocolate
Figures. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So how are ya? What can we get for you today? It was kinda funny, but the day after AW said you were watching The Battle of Britain, AJ saw a copy of it at a reduced price and grabbed it. (Of course then he lost it before he got to watch it, but AW told me how it turns out, lol.)
Rella, I haven't seen that movie myself, but it sounds cute.
Thats a GREAT movie - lots of shooting and stiff upper lip stuff, not too real but close my old man said.
My dad fought in that war as a 16yr old. Precocious !
I also like Kelly's Hero's ..why can't I find a bank full of gold??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm pretty good, but MO wont let me do much yet but direct and point ..grounded sucks but just have to live with it I guess.
Only good thing is I can walk about in mufti while the boys have to jog around in PT's , oh and I get to yell at them as well all those kind & caring encouragements like 'you slovenly soldier I haven't seen anything like it in all my born days, 10 laps round the oval'
Of course they ignore me as the Sarg maj is in charge. He has such a way with words 'You heard the nice gentlemen, now fook off and do it!!!'
AW is crook as a dog, Mikey is a bit sick too, and dd is not feeling well. But mums here to save us all and keep me in line she reckons. Which is one reason why I'm here its the only peaceful place in the house , cough, hack, whinge <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and to say hello <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hey I remember shopping in this isle!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I get my first aid kit stuff here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi, Aussie--Taking a break from haranguing the troops, are we? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm so glad you shop here--well-prepared soldiers know that, in case of injury, they're sure to need those super-duper, extra-absorbent, um, wound compresses and, hm-m, compressed packing we carry on this aisle, to say nothing of the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> scented irrigants solutions <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> we can provide to the discriminating first aider in need of pre-packaged liquid cleansers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
What a manly army you would have, to be sure, if everyone followed your brave example. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Flard of Reptilianville Neak and Neaksis, I was trying to find an online picture of Pithy and the Singer's wayward son, Larkspur, and after googling him was unsuccessful, decided to google your brother, Flard. I think this Robert is the guy that came out here and helped with the roof last summer. Look down towards the bottom of the right hand side of the page, and there Flard is in his natural habitat. There are several other pictures scattered on the site that involve your brother in close proximity to less-than-snuggly animalia. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Robert also gave him a very nice compliment, too...but the whole thing stll makes me sad. I'd send it in your emails, but don't know how to do such a high-tech task except here. How pathetic is that?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Besides, they've seen everybody else in the family now. Why should HE be protected from the shame of belonging to this ragtag bunch of human beings that comprise the Neaks?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Except Gel--did we expose her too? And is she still reading so she'd find out she'd been "immortalized"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'll take Mr. Computer and the Pwiththeth tomorrow for school. If Neaksis could bring them over when she comes to work here, that'd be great. Otherwise I'll pick them up at your house when I can finally roust my crumbling carcasse out of the sack. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
G'evenin to the ladies of the shopping isle.
Those cotton thingoes saved my butt more than once so I'm not going to whinge about them !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
AW got onto the email a little while ago still looking like death warmed up - of course she went into work for a while as well just to prove how tough she is - and came home looking worse for wear, anyway she was emailing someone or responding, one or the udder, and all I did was offer to cook her some green bacon as i like bacon, and she went white ran past me calling me a Bas...d for some reason, I still dont know what I did but of course I guess I'm wrong whatever it was.
But the bacon was nice anyway with some tomato and lettuce and some mothers sauce insdie a roll.
Shes been fillin the porcelin bowl for a while so mum made her eat some goop or the other.
Then made me Salmon, pasta and mothers sauce extra garlic and sea salt for a snack as long as I didn't start cooking my roo for a late meal?? Why ??? its the best meat out. Women are strange. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
anyway I'm hiding out again in case someone wants something. DD is a bit better but not eating - never freakin eats if you ask me, but what do I know I'm only a dad!
You'd better keep hiding here, then. Even if they know where to find you, they will figure you can't cook anything.
Poor AW. I'm just surprised you didn't go with her, hold her head, and croon all the yummy things you would make for her when she feels better.
The Dervish woke up with a cold, so I got to give him cough medicine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> What a nice day this is turning out to be!
rescuing us from oblivion!!!
The appraiser is late, and thanks to my menehunes, I am now ready and twiddling my thumbs (actually fixing supper, but whatever...) until he gets here.
My kids have their first therapy appointment Friday morning, so we'll see how that goes, too.
Oh, he's here, so must dash!
I am still the most favored mom! My children are still raving about last nights pot roast. Saving leftovers for Thurs dinner - they spent this evening w/ their dad and tomorrow we are planning to eat at church. $5 for me, they are free....and I don't have to cook or clean up.
No clean up is the best! Enjoy every minute of it.
hey guys
I'm back and feeling a lot better. Some bug from the friendly workplace I think.
Mikey is sound asleep and seems pretty much ok the poor little man. I feel so guilty not feeding him while I'm crook but want to make sure he doesn't get what I have. I think hes a bit confused though as he sees me & expecting a feed and ends up with mum or Aussie giving him a bottle.
However I'm going to have an early night just to be on the safe side. Dear old mum has been looking after us all and spoiling Aussie, Mikey & dd. She just has been bossing me!!
Ok then NOT old I mean she not 60 yet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> but close!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Aaah maybe I won't cook after all, that chicken meat oh yuck
mummy!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
>Flard of Reptilianville
My Rebekah is going to be like Flard when she grows up. She's already claimed the anaconda at the zoo "hers". D'ya think it's because I had a pet python when pg with her? We've even got a pic of me kissing Ka on the cabaza while sporting a burgeoning belly. Her absolute favorite animal is anacondas....That's pretty big thing for such a girly girl.
Cinders - I make homemade pot pie out of my leftover roast. I just throw mixed veggies, the meat, and all the leftover gravy in a casserole dish and lay a pie crust over the top. Bake till golden....NUM! Sometimes, if I'm lazy, I'll layer biscuts instead of pie crust on the top....WA-LA! Dinner!
AW - I'm sorry I gave you the stomach plague. You see, Friday before last, I had a little guy puking in my cleavage. It was inevitable that I got it...and doubly so, since we know how virulent computers can be....
Love to you and your familias!
- Kimmy
Hello Kimbers & tl (hope you are tl again oops) & neak & neakers all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I just finished putting AW to bed along with Mikey who is sound asleep snuggled up to mum, a nice bowl of cream of chicken soup and dry bread and she is ok.
Should have seen her go pale looking at the chicken she was going to crumb and fry with chips. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
bit too ambitious I think <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
But at least she didn't bring anything up, just not 100% yet.
Aussie is late again, something to do with choosing whatever a m40 something something and a aw, I don't thinks its our aw hes talking about and things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
DD is eating at Hungry Jacks - Burger king to you guys i think - with friends from uni, then she's off to the teaching hospital to do a autopsy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ewwwwwwwww yuck.
Aussie got written about in the Sunday papers and we are so proud of our wild boy. AW was so so proud she cried <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Aussie thought it was a load of cockie poo <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
And we only found out the writer was referring to Aussie because his wife rang AW and told her last week.
If I ever find out how to use this scanner thingy I'll post it her because I'm proud of him too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
(sniff) We ALL are proud of him AWMum.
Sounds like everyone is still enjoying real life. Or living it at any rate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
If you don't mind ....... how about a status report.
I have skimmed your posts, but may have missed something.
You sound good on the surface. I'm trying to know if I'm feeling undercurrents, or if it's just in my head.
Are you still having doubts sometimes?
SS
I'd love to stay and chat, but Duty calls. Actually, Duty isn't just calling...right now, it's stamping its foot and making rude gestures, too. It might even have just called me a bad name, but it wasn't quite loud enough for me to hear it exactly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So I have to go. But I hope to be back--maybe tomorrow. Keep on having fun. Or not.
t&l
headed to bed....tomorrow night we have the reruns of the pot roast.....don't know if it will be pot roast or beef stew...
have you ever used phyllo or puff pastry instead of pie crust on top of something.....cobbler, pot pie, most anything....simply wonderful. children love it...lots
oh, which paper talked about our favorite hero?
Scanner 101: Place newspaper article face-down on glass surface of scanner. Make sure scanner is on, then press Scan button. A window should pop up asking what you want to do with it. Save it to the computer, then upload it to Yahoo Photos, or whatever photo place AW uses. Once the article is stored online, copy the link so we can see what it is.
Alternately, if the newspaper is online, search for the article on their website. You may be able to post the link directly from them.
SS, nice to hear from you. Honestly, I'm not quite sure how I am, but am still progressing, whatever that means.
I am still weighed down pretty heavily with grief, but getting ready for that appraisal helped me to get a little more up to speed physically, and I can work longer than 10-15 minutes at a time. M-wise we are pretty good. The urge to D comes over me less often now, and AJ has been doing many thoughtful things for me. The only unthoughtful things there have been, he doesn't realize (yet) how it affected me. (But that was only last night, so I haven't had a chance to separate myself from it enough to talk.) Overall we are pretty good.
How is your family?
Rella, Gellnjen was the one who introduced us to puff pastry. I've never tried it that way, but made some killer cherry strudels once. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
HELLO ALL
I'm not supposed to be here tonight but Aussie & grumpy are both off doing men things AGAIN!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Its Good Friday and they should be home with their wives!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
In any event, AW has been walking up & down, up & down with Mikey who has gas and is crying every few minutes while she pats his back and talks to him, boy oh boy do I remember that with her!! when he finally burped about 20 minutes ago you could have heard him over there !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
AW eyes look like the black hole of Calcutta right now so i sent her off to bed to sleep and now i can't. Mikey was resisting but looks as if he's out like a light.. 10.00am mass for us tomorrow.
I rang that paper to see if the mag they had the article in was online - no that costs money.
The instructions were great neak except for one thing - there are 4 buttons which all say copy, scan, print..one is yellow, one is green, one is blue and one is gray. I couldn't even lift the lid for ages until I realised it was hinged the other way !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
So I had a brain storm - watch out neak I'll give advice next !!! hee hee hee - I had AW ring the writers wife - the Govenor General wrote it in response to an article last week about there being no ANZAC spirit left in Australia.
What nonsense. She is sending AW a copy from his computer!! isn't that good?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
where there is a will there is way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
if worse comes to worse I'll retype it out word by word, I promise. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Today being Good Friday - its 3.15am - means for us that we have fish as the meat for our meals throughout today. breakfast is fresh fruit, dried fruit like figs & banana, apricots & various nuts, suits our climate anyway.
lunch is at Doc Mandy's which Aussie has instructions to attend even if WW3 starts buster!! Ditto and more to grumpy!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
We are all bring a salad and some cheese and snacks in addition to barramundi fillets and prawns. Mandy's hubby - yes you guessed it another J*** can you believe it - is a wonderful chef who has his own cafes. he & Aussie were mates before they married sisters and have been know to paint the town red, blue and green a few times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Dinner is salmon fillets lightly cooked in herb butter, with garlic prawns, smoked salmon, capers and cream cheese black pepper & potato & egg salad...oh my I'm drooling. I suppose I could smell it without putting on weight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My only question is where do you get Salmon in Australia?
Happy Easter to the Aussies!
Happy Easter everyone.
He is Risen Cookies
To be made the evening before Easter
You will need:
1 cup whole pecans
1 tsp. vinegar
3 egg whites
pinch salt
1cup sugar
zipper baggie
wooden spoon
tape
Bible
Preheat oven to 300 degrees (this is important-- don't wait til you're half-done with the recipe!)
Place pecans in zipper baggie and let children beat them with the wooden spoon to break into small pieces. Explain that after Jesus was arrested, He was beaten by the Roman soldiers.
Read John 19:1-3.
Let each child smell the vinegar. Put 1 tsp. vinegar into mixing bowl. Explain that when Jesus was thirsty on the cross, He was given vinegar to drink.
Read John 19:28-30.
Add egg whites to vinegar. Eggs represent life. Explain that Jesus gave His life to give us life.
Read John 10:10-11.
Sprinkle a little salt into each child's hand. Let them taste it and brush the rest into the bowl. Explain that this represents the salty tears shed by Jesus' followers, and the bitterness of our own sin. Read Luke 23:27.
So far, the ingredients are not very appetizing. Add 1 cup sugar. Explain that the sweetest part of the story is that Jesus died because He loves us. He wants us to know and belong to Him.
Read Ps.34:8 and John 3:16.
Beat with a mixer on high speed for 12 to 15 minutes until stiff peaks are formed. Explain that the color white represents the purity in God's eyes of those whose sins have been cleansed by Jesus. Read Isa. 1:18 and John 3:1-3.
Fold in broken nuts. Drop by teaspoons onto wax paper covered cookie sheet. Explain that each mound represents the rocky tomb where Jesus' body was laid. Read Matt. 27:57-60.
Put the cookie sheet in the oven, close the door and turn the oven OFF.
Give each child a piece of tape and seal the oven door. Explain that Jesus' tomb was sealed. Read Matt. 27:65-66.
GO TO BED! Explain that they may feel sad to leave the cookies in the oven overnight. Jesus' followers were in despair when the tomb was sealed. Read John 16:20 and 22.
On Easter morning, open the oven and give everyone a cookie.
Notice the cracked surface and take a bite. The cookies are hollow! On the first Easter, Jesus' followers were amazed to find the tomb open and empty.
Read Matt. 28:1-9
Hello Believer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
tidying up and just about ready to go to bed, we get salmon from Tasmania. Tasmania is a large island state off the sotheast coast of mainland Australia
Huge business mainly export as the rivers are so clean you can drink out of many of them still.
They use these massive ocean nets to keep the stock pure and the white pointers love jumping into them. Thats all I needed to know not to go have a look at them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Kimbers I don't think I'll be doing any cooking today, I'm just going to enjoy all the grand kids - 6 girls & 5 boys - give them lots of chocolate, have a few arguments with Aussie over politics, tell the girls how to run their lives
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> and watch Mandy boss the blokes around, well all of us I guess, she is a bit pushy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You know FUN family stuff <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
well night all better get going .. have a lovely Good Friday
and perhaps if AW is feeling better she will drop in to say hello in the morning- your evening - you never know I may have lots of family secrets to give after tomorrow heehee <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hi Neak -
Honestly, I'm not quite sure how I am, but am still progressing, whatever that means.
Honestly, I wondered so I asked.
I worry when you add the "whatever that means."
Trust should be increrasing
Fear should be decreasing
You should be more at ease
Less worried
Less stressed
Of course, you have had more to deal with than the aftermath of the A itself.
I am still weighed down pretty heavily with grief, but getting ready for that appraisal helped me to get a little more up to speed physically, and I can work longer than 10-15 minutes at a time.
What do you do for stress relief. Lets see, that could be a loaded question - I mean by your self. Take walks..... Work in the garden........ what provides that preasure relief valve for you? Along with that, can you get into a routine of doing it at least three times a week.
Singing is a short term tool. It helps with thoughts that come when you are doing something you can't quit right then. It's seldom a person can't at least sing to them self for thought control.
This other activity is for long term stress relief. Something where you can do it without much thought, while your mind wanders to other things. Young mothers seldom get that kind of time, but I think it helps a great deal in the way of letting go of things that bother us, and seeing a brighter future. Silent prayer is a help, and song too, but it's the time to let your mind wander that is important.
Some do it at the gym - but I was never into that.
My W does it while folding clothes. It took me a while to figure out why some days she wanted to fold clothes when she was stressed. She also takes walks most mornings with a good friend, but that is so much more dificult when the children are small.
M-wise we are pretty good. The urge to D comes over me less often now, and AJ has been doing many thoughtful things for me.
Hey, same for my W. She says the urge comes much less often now days. (grin) I would guess if i keep on as well as I am doing for another 2 to 3 hundred years, it will go away all together.
The only unthoughtful things there have been, he doesn't realize (yet) how it affected me. (But that was only last night, so I haven't had a chance to separate myself from it enough to talk.)
What I have been wondering about (and as I said, its just kind of a vague thing, that I can't identify) is if he is doing well in other areas. It's rare that we marry someone that is perfect. We try to remember that we have faults too, and forgive the faults in our spouse, but if you have read HNHN, and "Love Busters, Habits that destroy Romantic Love" you know that there are probably other things that really get to us that we would like to forget about but can't. It affects our relationship even when we think we are doing pretty well.
So, I wondered if there is something else that you have not talked about, or that was never resolved completly that may be in the back of your mind still.
For some it's that their spouse spends too much time watching ball games. (OR TV in general)
For some it's that their W shops and buys things when there is no money.
For some, their H doesn't seem to take providing for the family seriously.
These are just examples, but think on it, and see if anything comes to you. If you sometimes find yourself thinking "this shouldn't bother me, after all, it's a little thing, and he is doing so well in other ways" - then that would be a clue.
Jesus expects us (on the one side) to forgive, and have patience. But he also expects us (on the other) to perfect ourselves, and not cause our spouse grief. Both of these things need to be progressing, not just extending patience.
Overall we are pretty good.
I trust you when you say this. I am glad to hear it.
Really glad.
May God continue to bless you with progress.
How is your family?
We are mostly happy, mostly healthy (it's hay fever time!) and we love each other. The twins are progressing on the piano. They actually like it. God is very kind to us in so many ways.
Here's to everyone having a very good weekend.
SS
Hope the hay fever gets better for all. Thank you, I will give the other some thought.
Mom, I made a transfer into my account to cover the appraisal and the counseling tomorrow. I couldn't find the checkbook till after the guy left, and btw I found your cell phone in my car behind the Dervish's car seat.
Grandpa is gone to a men's Bible study tonight, so right now the house is v e r y quiet, and no TV's on anywhere. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to the Aussie family dinner. Sounds better than what I will get.
Morning or whatever time it is for you all, after 4 wines it's very hard to work it all out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella you would have been very welcome, there was so much food it was unbelievable.
Good fun by all and grumpy, Aussie and the J's drank more beer than I thought they could. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aussie also ate a doz fresh oysters, 30 prawns, 6 slices of smoked salmon, 3 peices of fish, barramundi, Schnapper, and whiting.
They also all stood around the BBQ for religious ceremonies with beers, you know the BURNT offerings!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mikey was passed around to his great grand mother & great Aunts like pass the parcel.
AW didn't have one wine and only picked at food when left alone, Doc Mandy was busily feeding her sister and totally ignoring her refusals ..<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
One of my other grand daughters, the 15 yr old, had a bit of a shock the other day. She was on the train coming home at night and a pair of transport police came into her carriage where she and 4 other people where the only passengers. The 4 other people were young women with one who was staring at my GD a bit funny. She thought the girl and the others were drugged, they were as it happens, anyway the guards came up and nervously asked her for her ticket and said to her sorry miss this ticket is invalid. GD said what are yout talking about I just bought it 20 min ago at the Perth Station. They repeated it and each guard took her arm and as the train stopped at a station, marched her off onto the platform.
Soon as the train moved off the guards still with her spoke into their radio's and said it was clear, They then apologised to her and told her the girl staring at her had been killed by the 3 other girls for not sharing her drugs with them!!!
Armed police were waiting at the next station.
I mean we don't have this sort of thing often in Perth. I mean its still a big deal when we have fatal car crashes for goodness sakes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Isn't it sad that drugs steal so many lives. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
OH, my word!!! Bless her heart....she is the same age as my daughter. I can only imagine how shaken she must have been. HOW did she get home?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> for Aussie's cast-iron gullet, and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> for you poor GD. Do you have any idea how the other girl was killed?
Hello everyone. may you all have a happy happy Easter and blessings on you all.
Good Friday mass so crowded, we had 1000's outside the cathedral who could not get anywhere near the door, I think the state of the world has got people thinking. Biggest crowd for a long time!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I did try to convince Aussie the building would not fall down on him like Samson if he came in with us but he wasn't buying any, oh well he ate only fish I suppose so small improvements are still improvements!
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Mikey was sick all over the new lounge tonight. Projectile vomiting everything he'd eaten, slurped or drunk the previous hours. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
He was a lot better after though. I told Aussie he should not give him the chocolate icecream but would he listen? NO!! and then he did a runner at clean up time too !! blinkin men!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Of course AW went green scooping goo and started to heave so she retreated to get clean, not the strongest of tummys is our girl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Grumpy got romantic last night, I blame it on the oysters he scoffed at Mandy's house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> That or he was missing the night shift for the job he hasn't got because he's retired you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Our poor little GD will not travel on the train now poor honey. The victims advice line offered counselling but she is not sure yet, still very raw. I gently tried to suggest it would be a good idea but shes very confused. mum & dad are watching her very closely and driving her everywhere right now.
There was very little in the newspaper or TV just that it will be alledged the 3 girls hit the 4th with a stick or bar and it was caught on the rail station video. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It would appear they were all so out of it they thought the one who died had just slipped into a grug induced sleep and dragged her into the train when it arrived. What a terrible waste. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, all are in bed, my big GD is actually home with AW & Aussie because she always loves being woken on Easter morning by the smell of cooking hot cross buns and the sound of AW trying to tell Aussie to stay out of the kitchen. She starts off diplomatically but ends up ordering him to move it.
I'm almost sure it's his quirky sense of humour at work but one is never sure <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We are missing young Aussie though. I really don't look forward to him going overseas. AW is bottling everything up about that as she tends to do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
But Easter is a time for new beginnings so I am hoping for some for all here on the MB board too, as well as here at home.
Good grief they are still at it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> stupid oysters. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
At least grumpy is snoring away in the spare room so I had better go and get some sleep before the early morning ructions and my other daughters and son arrive with the hordes - in 4 hours <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
She needs to go. Thank goodness the security guys/police got her off when they did.
Oysters......bwaaahaaaaaaahaaaaaaaa!!!!!
Glad you had such a nice time together. Of course it's only just Easter morning here.
Tell Aussie the church will only fall down on him if he wraps his arms around the central pillars and pulls the whole thing down. Wow, that's an interesting visual. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And your poor poor little GD. Of course she's still terrified; anyone would be.
Anyone want to adopt a dog? I've got a great chow/shepherd mix puppy we picked up in the parking lot at Target!
Dogs get lost too, and it makes them so sad.
Hope it ends up back home.
Happy Monday everyone !
SS
Wis. Court Mulls Usage of Victim's Letter
By CARRIE ANTLFINGER
The Associated Press
Monday, April 17, 2006; 6:56 AM
MILWAUKEE -- About two weeks before her death, Julie C. Jensen went to a neighbor, shaking and crying, and handed over a sealed envelope. If anything happened to her, she said, he should give it to police. She wrote that she felt her husband never forgave her for a brief affair she had seven years earlier, and that she had seen him visit Internet sites about poisoning.
"I pray I'm wrong + nothing happens ... but I am suspicious of Mark's suspicious behaviors + fear for my demise," the 40-year-old woman allegedly wrote in the letter dated Nov. 21, 1998.
More than seven years after the southern Wisconsin woman died from poisoning, the state Supreme Court is considering whether to allow her statements as evidence in her husband's murder trial.
Jensen was found dead Dec. 3, 1998, in her bed in her Pleasant Prairie home about 40 miles south of Milwaukee. An autopsy revealed she died from at least two doses of ethylene glycol, commonly used as antifreeze.
Toxicology tests led to a first-degree intentional homicide charge against her 46-year-old husband, Mark, in 2002. His defense lawyer has claimed she committed suicide.
In addition to the letter she gave to the neighbor, Julie Jensen allegedly told her son's teacher that she had found a suspicious list of drugs and syringes her husband wanted to buy and feared her husband planned to poison her.
She told the teacher she thought "he might try to kill her with a drug overdose and make it look like a suicide," a criminal complaint said. She also left voice mails for police and told them in person of the lists, and warned them if she died, her husband was responsible, court records said.
After her death, the neighbor gave the envelope to police. Julie Jensen had included photographs of some of the suspicious lists and wrote she would never take her own life because of her love for her children.
A forensic toxicologist found no trace of ethylene glycol in the house, the complaint said. She would have been too weak to hide the chemical after drinking the last dose, it said.
The day before the death, the defendant went to an Internet site that, among other things, describes the stages and effects of antifreeze poisoning, the complaint said.
Mark Jensen was later ordered to stand trial.
But in March 2004, the U.S. Supreme Court overruled a 1980 case that laid out complex rules for when statements can be used without the opportunity for cross-examination. The court said the case complicated a fairly straightforward part of the Constitution, which guarantees a criminal defendant the right to confront his accusers.
The trial judge then ruled that the letter and voice mails were inadmissible, but the testimony of the neighbor and teacher could be allowed.
Both sides appealed and the attorney general asked the state Supreme Court to hear the case.
The victim's brother, Paul Griffin, said the letter given to the neighbor is a critical part of the case. "I can't understand laws that would be written to not allow something like that to be admitted as evidence," he said in a recent phone interview.
Mark Jensen's attorney Craig Albee wouldn't comment: "Because it's a pending case, I don't have much to say about it." A phone number listed for Mark Jensen, who is free after posting bond and has remarried, was disconnected last week. Albee said Jensen wasn't giving interviews.
Special prosecutor Robert Jambois also wouldn't comment on the case, which relies heavily on Julie Jensen's words.
The state Supreme Court could decide by June if any of the statements can be included in the trial, which has been postponed because of the appeals.
It is a delay that has increasingly frustrated Julie Jensen's family. "It's past the point of being ridiculous," said Paul Griffin. "It's just hard to believe it's taken so long."
I guess it just goes to show that things could always be worse. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
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Wisconsin, eh? Hmmmmmmmmmm.
Neak or t&l,
I've been lurking for a long while.... haven't even helped keep this thread on the first page, but I'm sure you guys will forgive me, right?
I have a favor to ask of you: could you send me a copy of Neak's book? I've met an 87 yr old lady and we obviously have very few possibilities of getting books in english on religious subjects. So I remembered Neak's book and knowing how well she writes I'm sure this lady would love it.
Thanks (even if you can't send me the book)
Sure hon, even if you've been slacking, lol.
Since it's probably buried oodles deep by now, my email address is [email]you_neak@yahoo.com.[/email]
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Thanks for complimenting my baby.
Got my own semi-hellish story tonight.
I have this 18 year old heat pump that has been rebuilt once. Guess a new system would set me back $3K. The old one is totally dead tonight.
It's over 80 degrees in the house.
x is electrical engineer. We are on good terms right now. Gonna let him have a look at it. Please pray it turns out to be manageable. I can't afford new one.
Think I found a rescue group that will take dog. Will have to drive 2 hrs, one way, to take him. Will offer them a donation. Like I can afford it.
Hugs and prayers for Cinderella and the heater.
Do you think it would be cheaper to just ship the dog? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Prob'ly not, but with gas this high you never know.
The teacher meeting went really well. Mom, she was blown away by Damon's handwriting. Why, she could even read it!
It's still shocking to get that occasional call from their teacher, when a cheerful voice says, "Hi, this is Gargamel." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS, I think you're right that I need to get a hobby. Home school certainly counts as a distraction, but probably would not qualify for most definitions of hobby. Neither would housecleaning. MB is what I do for fun. Well, sometimes I watch TV while I fold clothes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I think I need to get out more, lol.
Neak,
It's not so much the hobby, as it is the time to think. Some call it meditation.
It's processing stuff.
As I said, I do it hoeing weeds in the garden.
My W does it walking, and or folding clothes, but she chooses times to fold when the twins are not there. She could be directing them in their chores, or piano practice, but she uses it as quiet time for HER instead.
I laughed when you said you watch TV while folding. She uses TV as a relaxation tool too -
However time to think is different than time to relax. You may have noticed that Jesus often took time to him self and let the disciples go on ahead. It wasn't because he was selfish. Of course he prayed also, but it really helps to think about things first, before you pray. My own feeling is that alone time is necessarry for us to be emotionally healthy. Not hours a day, but small amounts of time two or three times a week.
If you already have a way, that's fine, and if you don't want to, that's fine, but I think it helps.
I like MB because it gives me things to think about when I get the time to ponder.
I think I need to get our more.
You seem to do well for all you have to do. Better than most in my opinion. I don't recommend much to you because you don't need it much.
If this will be helpful, God knows all about it. As you think about it, It will come to you how to fit it in. Then all you have to do it change everything around to do the fiting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
At lest you know how to laugh. I hope you have enough laughter in your life.
SS
Cinderella,
I hope the heat pump/air conditioner is repairable for cheap. If it's major, replacing it would be better if it's that old.
It's hard to relax when it's that hot. I don't know how they did it 100 years ago.
Are you OK?
SS
Hi T&L.
I sincerely mean that too.
Don't forget to go home and go to bed before you fall alseep after work.
SS
God bless my x. The thing is blowing air now - and it appears to be cooler than the air in the rooms. I think I need to thank him really big for that. But, hey, the children who live here are his, too.
I do have quite a bit of laughter. I'll have to see about getting a quieter, gentler hobby.
AJ hurt his back yesterday over in Neaksis' bathroom and came home in bad shape. Then he started spiking a fever. I was only up a few snippets of the night with him, but even so am very tired. He is in wretched shape, but at least his fever has stabilized a few degrees above normal. Around 1:30 he was too hot to touch, so he got up and showered to cool down. At 3:30 he was restless and thirsty, still very hot, but improving. He's sleeping somewhat quietly now, and I am trying to keep the Dervish from playing his recorder.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'd like to spend a week with the Dervish - out in the wilderness. (grin)
Maybe I could learn something from him - it usually works that way.
Sorry about AJ, glad he has you to take care of him. This sounds serious, but I hope it's not. Are there other symptoms too?
C, so glad you have at least some "cool" now. What was the problem?
SS
Dervish + Wilderness = The only place big enough to contain him!
AJ doesn't really have any other symptoms right now. He was always pretty delicate when it came to germs, but in the aftermath of the last year has become even more susceptible.
You're so right, he's lucky he has me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Dervish + Wilderness = The only place big enough to contain him!
He'd get out of that too, given enough time.
As adults we understand why there are restrictions placed upon many things. He doesn't understand yet. I suspect in his mind that........ yesterday he wasn't strong enough to pour the lemonaid, but today he probably is, and the only way he will know is to try it.
In some ways this is good. So many adults have had the will to try things trained out of them. It's hard to teach a child and guide them correctly. It's hard to find the balance between getting them to correctly do daily tasks, and still not shutting down their natural curiousity.
In working with youth over the years, I think they have the patience for it, but many adults do not.
Ah, but then, I was kind of drifting through the mists of time - and taking up your valueable time. I should bet back to the point......... which was......
AJ doesn't really have any other symptoms right now. He was always pretty delicate when it came to germs, but in the aftermath of the last year has become even more susceptible.
Emotional things can affect so much of our lives. One of the reasons your mother and I (and many others) worry about you.
I have a hard time knowing how to best support the emotional trauma I see when reading on this web site. Sometimes it seems so overwhelming - and that's just me reading. I know it's not anything like living it in person. Even if a person cares, it's hard to help.
You're so right, he's lucky he has me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It sounds like he is starting to understand that. So often we don't realize what we have in our spouse until it's too late. I suppose this is part of what I am talking about when I say it's good to take time to think. That's one of the things I do during my alone time - count my blessings.
Forgive me for not addressing you on your own thread, I am a creature of habit in some ways, and am used to coming here.
May you get enough rest this week.
SS
That's ok. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> My thread seems to be more of a vent/update thread anyway, and this is more contemplative, and more of a daily life update than what's going on in my head. (Does that make any sense? Oh well.)
AJ just turned up with white patches on his uvula, so he definitely has strep or some other bacterial infection. With the help of antibiotics he should be much better by tomorrow. Hopefully.
The Dervish has waaaaaaaay too much natural curiosity. I am trying to curb it without killing it. (Or him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />)
And thank you, I will try to either take a nap or go to bed early.
AJ just turned up with white patches on his uvula,
I have
GOT to get better reading glasses. I just read that as white patches on his "vulva" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> and had to go back and check it out a 2nd time to get it right. White patches and vulva are
never a good combo; on a guy, they'd be even worse...although possibly worth some money at the National Enquirer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The owls are back in my attic again this year, only this time they're wearing hobnail boots to tromp around over my ceiling. At feeding times it sounds like WWIII breaking out over my hapless head. Baby owls are NOT silent eaters, let me go on record as saying. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The Dervish has waaaaaaaay too much natural curiosity. I am trying to curb it without killing it. (Or him. )
It can be a danger unless they learn what to do with it. What a challange. (I know some use other words.) I suspect if you didn't have to deal with all the other things - taxes, loans, WS, loosing D.
If you didn't have to deal with all those other things and had a full measure of rest the Dervish would be more fun, less stress.
I know you already undersood what I was saying, I hope you don't think I was trying to lecture you, or teach you something. I tend to drift sometimes.
And thank you, I will try to either take a nap or go to bed early.
It was just a wish for you. I remember when our children were younger, and the strain it placed on my W. I'm sure you use your time as wisely as you are able - given all that is required of you.
Smile -
It's good for you.
SS
The owls are back in my attic again this year, only this time they're wearing hobnail boots to tromp around over my ceiling. At feeding times it sounds like WWIII breaking out over my hapless head. Baby owls are NOT silent eaters, let me go on record as saying. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I should tease you about this, but I can't think of the right words and still have it come out tasteful. (as opposed to "tasty.")
You can always call the exterminator, and hope they are not an endangered species.
How's work going?
Still getting enough hours without going over into insanity land?
SS
They're barn owls. I don't know about them being on any list (except mine!), but once there are babies nobody can do anything about it until they're old enough to leave the nest. All that needs to happen is for one of these worthless males in my family to go up and nail wire mesh over the attic vents. It was supposed to have been done after LAST nesting season.
Alas, alas. They took a pass. Now I've got owlets, up my...............................................wazoo. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ha, ha, hahahahaha ha ha.
What a poet......
Of course by "exterminator" I meant someone to safely remove the owls to someplace like .......... Iowa.
SS
Target, the dog, is safely with the rescue group. Someone had to bring a dog to my city today - so it could get on a plane to Canada. They waited in town for about an hour or two so that I could get him to them. He will get neutered and place on their website:
http://www.citlink.net/~ambaker/index.htm Group's name is WAGS & WHISKERS PET RESCUE
The children were excited for him. Son wants him to be some other family's 'miracle dog'.
Here, we do have wildlife removal services. However, they may not be willing to remove owlettes when they are that young.
Hi all
just dropping in to let you know I'm still alive , just don't feel it!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Had a relapse of that dreaded tummy wog and have been in bed the last day & a bit. Just starting to feel like I'm alive again.
Mikey is right as rain, Mum been helping as has DD and Aussie when he's home. I was so cold it was pretty nice to cuddle up to him at night <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
so whats happening around the T&L & neak ranches these days besides the owls of course!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Aussie suggested that you develop a taste for Owl pie or when you do the next pot luck to 'pot them' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> he can be irritating can't he ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well TL I suggest you see neaksis and neak and put those males to shame & get the area fixed for next year. Unfortunately the males here would would just grab a beer and shout instructions and think it was a huge lark <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well will catch up tonight when its your day!! love you all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Owl pie...nummy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hi there you guys!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
another late night as Aussie is at 'work' if thats what you call it & can you believe it? Mum is actually asleep and NOT giving me any advice tonight ... think I'll cope somehow <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ..well in some way or the other <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The trouble is that she has adopted Aussies sense of humour I think, I'm never sure she is serious or not at times!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Maybe I've just lost mine right now, probably too tired for it between Mikey, this bug & himself.
Oops doesn't sound right does it, lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was on the phone to my big baby son, well he is going to always be my baby son so there, for hours tonight. He's on leave this weekend and may gift us with a visit if he can drag himself away from his girlfriends ...humpf <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Bloody male.
Anyway I see TL has no comment on the owls!!
Mum's comment on Aussies suggestion was a snort of disgust and a timely reminder that we used to be kept awake on the bush property by possums in the ceiling actively engaging in breeding and fun and games... not always the same thing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Aussie used to accuse me of feeding them and encouraging them to stay, not true, I mean I only left fruit out once a day <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Oh I ordered a new lounge suite thats so sweet !!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> Its being made up for us with an ottoman on each end in easy to wash velure - baby puke proof as Aussie says. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now if only I could get the same for his shirts, Mikey keeps leaving a reminder or two for him every morning <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I wonder how I'm going to pay for the suite now that he wants his patio room and spa? Maybe I can get the night shift with Dad do you think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oh I forgot, he's RETIRED!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Cindy read about your dog saving trip, you big softy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
But seriously, you did a very kind thing, but it should be easier shouldn't it. I hate seeing people just abandon and abuse animals, they are so trusting, just like kids.
I suppose public whipping of offenders is not on? pity.
Its only 3.20 in the morning here, Aussie might get home before its light, maybe! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW.
No one else seems to be around today.
What time is it now?
And did you get enough sleep?
SS
Anyway I see TL has no comment on the owls!!
I thought a "four-and-twenty-blackbird" pie was weird enough. Owl pie? I had to sleep all
day on that one. Oh, well, at least they sound smaller than cow pies... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And as for YOU, Ms. Neak, and your "nummy" owl pie? Remind me not to eat at your house any time soon, if that's what your idea of food is these days. Even soy owl doesn't sound that great. All feather, no bird.
Good morning, everyone. It's 3PM. I know where MY day went. Where'd yours go? Actually, I'm thinking of getting back in bed again, and trying to catch another 2 or 3 winks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I dreamed I was trying to get pregnant again by putting sperm in apricots and peaches and plums--since I have no ovaries--and was apparently making a literal interpretation of the Biblical injunction to bear fruit and multiply. The only thing missing was a set of flash cards! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I finally woke up when, in my dream, I realized I had no uterus, either. No wonder I'm tired. And what kind of
seriously dumb dream is that for an OB nurse, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And what kind of seriously dumb dream is that for an OB nurse, anyway?
So, do you really want an answer, or was this just you wondering out loud? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
So, do you really want an answer, or was this just you wondering out loud? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> SS
I don't know. Do you have a good answer? I didn't even tell the very last vignette of the dream, because it was even weirder than what went before. Maybe I'll tell Neak, since she was the "star" of that particular scene...but I'm not sure there really IS an answer to that question, unless you've got a particularly vivid imagination. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l, leaving for another day at the Shrine of Pain, unless of course, the patient opts for an epidural, in which case it's more likely to be the Shrine of Itching and Puking
Hi-ho, hi-ho, I work because I owe... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I don't know. Do you have a good answer?
Good grief NO!
And even if I did, I doubt I would say anything.
t&l, leaving for another day at the Shrine of Pain, unless of course, the patient opts for an epidural, in which case it's more likely to be the Shrine of Itching and Puking
I should send this to my daughter, she's due sometime in the next three weeks.
Don't all of us work because we owe? I mean, they do call it work.
Have a nice drive.
Do you think while you drive, or just try to forget?
SS
I'm back, I'm back, la la la la la. Neakbro has repaired the server just enough for me to hop on here. Hooray!
AW, thanks for the update. ((((((((Aussie Clan}}}}}}}}} I hope you will be sleeping in.
Morning all, ok well evening then for you guys!!
SS I'm sorry I didn't reply as I fell asleep and Aussie carried me to bed, no mean feat let me tell you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, my weight is going up & down like a yoyo at the moment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Then he left again about 8.00am <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
so in short I didn't get to answer you. Well I have slept in a few days as I'm on leave until next wednesday when I have to go back & be boss for 5 weeks.
why do I get to do the dirty jobs? AND I don't want the stress.... All those whinging pollies wanting something for their electorate. I mean lets not worry about a church group actually building a retirement home or safe house for youth in areas we actually need it!! no lets go build them so they can get more votes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
tl loved your dream!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Guess you are just ..... OD'ed on OB hehehhehehehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OMG I sound like mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Neaks did you ever get those 'git-tar' songs into real music at all? I was looking for the actual music pages for them but cannot find them! hugs girl [[[[[[[[Neaks]]]]]]]
I feel so much better I might go and clean the house! Nah just joking
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Got home from work and crashed for over 2 hrs. 13yo son ended up cooking dinner. I could wake up enough to tell him to check freezer for package of stir fry and to cook some rice. Then I was out again till it was done. Been up for 2 hrs and have been tired the whole time. Gotta go to bed.
Mom, ya gotta see this one - it's gorgeous! (Too bad it's already pending.)
Kansas Castle
Nice castle. A little too much panelling for my taste, I think, but for that much space, that much land, and that price I could probably adapt, wooden you guess? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Well, I certainly managed to screw myself over. I can't decide how I feel about it, either. When all the Montana commune stuff was fulminating, I showed pictures to one of my very best friends at work--in my age range--and talked to her about quitting the California rat race while we were still young enough to totter about unassisted...and that even though I couldn't go anywhere or do anything, hampered as I am by HP's death grip on the status quo, there was nothing keeping her from selling her properties and moving somewhere cheaper where she wouldn't have to work. AND SHE LISTENED TO ME!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I just found out last night she's bought a house in Idaho and will be moving up there in 5 months. She's retiring and will take up residence in her new place on November 15. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So I'm jealous and lonely and jealous and jealous...and still employed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Oh, and by the way, in case I didn't mention it--I'm jealous!
t&l
Someone listens to you, and it upsets you - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now I don't know if I should stay and listen, or ignore you.
I don't have time to stay - but I'm not ignoring you.
How's that?
SS
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t&l
Let's see T&L ............. you don't work tonight.
I hope you have a very good evening.
And I wonder what makes it a good one for you?
Anyway, I hope it's good.
SS
T&L, sorry your friend is moving.
Neak, sure do like that house. That much space, land, taxes! WOW!
So, it's time for me to get w/ the stated dinner plans. Pizza for the children who washed the dishes. (I told them they could do the dishes or have bean & beef casserole for dinner.)
Let's see T&L ............. you don't work tonight.
No, I didn't, especially since they called me in after it would have already been time to leave for work, because one of the nurses was admitted to the hospital with sky-high blood pressures...and I'd had only one little nap since yesterday afternoon to try and carry me through till tomorrow morning if I agreed to work. If they'd called earlier I'd probably have been stupid enough to try and make it with another short nap, but by calling that late, there really wasn't any way I could do what they asked. Too old. Darn. Darn. I had to tell them no, and will be sleeping tonight instead! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And I wonder what makes it a good one for you?
This wasn't too bad at all. I went across the lake to see the girls for about 1/2 hr. each, then came home and HP had made spaghetti and tomato sauce with garlic bread which I was obligated to eat on my return. Very delicious, but if it'd been left up to me I wouldn't have eaten at 8:30 PM just before I expected to head off to bed. Then I played Text Twist on the computer while HP stood behind and drilled his big old ham fingers into the knots on my neck while he gave me ideas of words to type in the game, but kept me so jumpy with the muscle pain from his massage that it was hard to type. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Makes the game more of a challenge that way, I guess. After about an hr. of that much loosening up the tension in my muscles, he cracked my neck (I know that makes chiropractors nuts, but we do it anyway--the price is right!) so high up that I had bones shift at the base of my skull that popped loose with so much noise you could tell they'd been wedged in that spot there for
years! I am strangely relaxed, and not entirely because the Ambien is starting to kick in. My neck and head don't hurt anywhere at the moment. That's an odd enough event, in and of itself. I think I'll go to bed while I can still ooze across the room. The owlet hooligans and I bid you good night.
t&l
[color:"orange"]Good morning, friends![/color]
Sorry your friend is leaving tl but thats the way it is with a very mobile life these days isn't it? sucks though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
But I guess if she is happy, you can can be pleased AND jealous <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cinders good morning to you to, its morning here as well, 1.55am <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Aussie took me to dinner tonight and it was so unexpected I got very sus that he was going to tell me he was going back over to that other place we dont mention here.
Nothing so drastic, yet, so far. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
But enjoyed the dinner, the big one dollar betting with my son .. he actually gave up part of a Sat evening to go out with us can you believe it? Of course he was going on to a night club later on with some mates and girls apparently.
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well off to bed as we have a busy day of couch grass digging up to do for the new patio... maybe I should have hired someone ?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I got a flatbed scanner for $12 today. No instructions but it did have the CD to use to install it. Got it at a yard sale. I think it's an HP. Any body have any ideas?
Let's all sing along w/ Jim Croce......
[color:"blue"]"Oh, it's Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I got some money 'cause I just got paid
Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way"[/color]
It's not so much the mobile life, etc., that bugs me about her leaving. It's just that she wasn't thinking anything about going away, or retiring, or anything...until I opened my big mouth and gave her ideas. Oh, well. At least SOMEBODY will be having fun. I'd do it, too, if I could.
Cinderella--you don't want any technical advice from ME. Trust me on this! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l, off to another wonderful night at work.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Go birth some babies early in the shift and get it over with.
Actually, 4-1/2 hrs. into the shift, it's turning out very well so far, but I don't want to say why, because it involves the "Q" word and I don't want to jinx myself with 8 hrs. left to go. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Should be over now, I think. Did you make it safely and easily through?
Hello Neaks & tl - AW's mum here
haven't visited for a while as I told the idiotville inmates I have been busy with work and shopping and window shopping.
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Well 'm here baby sitting - which is NO trouble with Mikey as he's such a happy little boy full of smiles - while the two problem children are out at a ANZAC Day bash at the barracks.
And so they should do something for making all the lads on leave come in and help in all that spit & polish they were doing for the march through Perth tomorrow morning. I think it was a bit rough myself but the Army has it own way of doing things - BS of course but still its the 'Army' way or no way. I don't know how AW puts up with all the rubbish or maybe I'm getting grumpy too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I'm not too keen on the dawn service mind you, I hate that last post at the end I just start crying because of the men, no they were boys, who went to Nam and never came back. And now of course with all the men who haven't come back from teh various actions since then. But Nam & the World wars were where my generation had the most losses. With Nam most did return of course but many were very changed for ever, Old Grumpy was one and I guess thats why I give him some slack - not much - but some. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Aussie & AW have been very busy last few days, they were using a bob cat to remove sand & grass from the rear yard to build a patio enclosure for a spa and entertainment area, I suspect its a way to get away from the gang of kids that always seem to be here myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Should have seen AW on it !! very very funny. Especially when Aussie was trying to instruct her on how to use the blade - "No thats up, I said down!" " No I said tilt the bucket down not empty it!"
I didn't know she even knew all those swear words!!!!!
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OH
and don't you think I'm being very good by restraining myself with the funny faces!!
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LOL - what would we do without moms?
I haven't posted much lately. I feel so much black despair mixed with anger that it seems impossible for one body to contain it all. And when I blow, the whole northern state is gonna blow with me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I don't feel like posting tonight, either, but I had an interesting experience at Dillon's grave today, and several others in the past day or 3...so when Neak wrote this Bible story on her thread, it just sort of slipped in amongst all the other Divine whaps up the side of my head that I've been getting lately. So I'm cross-posting it in case somebody didn't see it on the other thread, and is, like I am, having a rough stretch of river to row. If you read it there, you certainly don't have to read it again!
WARNING: VERY LONG <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
There are a couple of things that have been on my heart to discuss, though it may take me a bit to get through them. First will be some stories and Bible promises I found helpful in getting through the nightmare, and then some of the things I have learned about prayer, specifically how to lift up your wayward loved ones to God. The Bible tells us many things we can ask for, both for ourselves and for others, and be assured God hears us.
The story of Sennacherib is found in 2 Kings 18, 2 Chronicles 31 & 32, and also in Isaiah 36 & 37. (All the following quotes are paraphrases.)
The nation of Israel had become divided, with the kingdom of Israel in the north, and the kingdom of Judah in the south. All the kings of Israel were wicked, but once in a while Judah had a good king. Hezekiah was one of those few.
At the age of only 25, Hezekiah became king of Judah, and went right to work overturning the wickedness of the people. He destroyed the altars, high places, and groves of the idol Baal, and called the people to worship again in the house of the Lord.
As an interesting side note, he was the one who destroyed the brass serpent Moses had made. After receiving the Ten Commandments, while the children of Israel were in the wilderness, their rebellion removed God's protection from them and they were attacked by venomous snakes.
To stem the outbreak, and as an object lesson, God instructed Moses to make a serpent from brass, and raise it on a pole where all the people could see it. All who looked on it would live. It was a beautiful picture of the salvation Jesus would offer. A snake in the Bible, represents Satan/evil, so we have the paradox of evil offering salvation to God's people.
Jesus said, "And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all men unto Me." (John 12:32) And 2 Corinthians 5:21 says, "For He has made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might be made the righteousness of God in Him." Essentially, Jesus, who was perfect and blameless, was nailed to the cross and destroyed AS SIN, all so we could have the righteousness of God, through His death and resurrection.
Well, that serpent on a stick had become just one more idol to the children of Israel, and they worshipped it as if it had magical powers within itself. They called it Nehushtan. Because something that should have been a reminder of God’s healing power and His promise of deliverance from sin, had become a stumbling block, Hezekiah destroyed it, too, for the sake of the people.
The Assyrians had taken over the land of Israel, and for years the Israelites had paid tribute. To meet the outrageous demands, Hezekiah even gave the Assyrian king all the silver from the Temple treasury and his own, and broke the gold off the Temple doors, and peeled it off the overlaid pillars.
The prophets had brought messages from the Lord that the Assyrian power was about to be broken, and at last Hezekiah rebelled and refused to pay any more tribute. The Assyrians went after the northern kingdom first, and laid siege to Samaria, the capital. After the 10 northern tribes had been subdued and taken captive, a vast army marched toward Jerusalem. Humanly, there was no hope. Even with the siege preparations that had been made, food gathered, water sources ensured (the people also blocked up the water sources outside the city so the Assyrians would not have easy access to water), the walls repaired, weapons made, Hezekiah could only last so many years. And the Assyrians had nothing better to do than wait.
He encouraged his men, telling them, “Don’t be afraid of the king of Assyria. He may have a giant army, but there are still more of us than there are of them, because we have God on our side.”
When the enemy army surrounded the city, Rab-shakeh stood close to the wall and shouted to the men who guarded Jerusalem, reading them a letter from Sennacherib, king of Assyria. It was very long, but basically he said, “Tell Hezekiah that the great king of Assyria has sent him a message. Whom does he trust, that he dares to rebel against me? Is it Egypt? Egypt is only a weak reed, and will not save you. Is it the Lord?
“You know, if you would swear loyalty to the great king, he would give you two thousand horses, IF you even have enough riders to put on them. You aren’t even strong enough to turn away the captain of one of the least of my master’s servants, much less the whole army!
“Am I here without your god? He’s the one who told me to destroy you!”
At this point, two of the men on the wall interrupted him. “We speak the Syrian language. Please say what you have to say in that language so the men on the walls do not understand.”
Rab-shakeh sneered at them. “Why shouldn’t they understand? They are the ones who are going to be consuming their own bodily wastes before this is over with.” He raised his voice even louder. “Do not let Hezekiah deceive you. Do not trust in him, and do not trust in your god. If you make an agreement with us now, we will spare your lives, and you will get to keep your houses and lands, at least until we take you with us back to our country, which by the way, is just as beautiful as yours.
“Look around you. Have the gods of the other nations delivered them? Where are the gods of Hamath? What about Arpad? Sepharvaim, Hena, and Ivah…the list goes on. Which god has saved his people from my hand? Well guess what, your god is not going to save you from me, either.”
The people obeyed the king’s order, and kept a dignified silence. Somehow or other they got the letter to King Hezekiah. If I were writing a book about it, they would have lowered a small basket over the wall, since that seems most likely. I know they wouldn’t have opened the gates, and Rab-shakeh probably didn’t throw it, either. Well, however he got it, Hezekiah took it and did something amazing. He tore his clothing and put on sackcloth to show his great sorrow and humility, then took the letter and spread it out in the house of the Lord.
Kneeling before the altar, he prayed long and earnestly, believing that if the repentance of the children of Israel was complete, that God would step in and strike down the Assyrians for their blasphemous and boastful words. He believed the message he had received from Isaiah, that he was not to fear, for God was going to send a blast upon King Sennacherib, that he would hear a rumor and return to his own land, and he would die there.
“Oh Lord of hosts, God of Israel, You only are the God over all the kingdoms of the earth. Bend down your ear, Lord and hear, open Your eyes and see, and listen to all the words Sennacherib has used to bring scorn upon You.
“You know what they did to all the other countries, and burned their idols. You also know that this happened because they weren’t really gods – only chunks of wood and stone. Save us Lord, save us, so that everyone will know that You are the one true God.”
Isaiah sent Hezekiah another message. God was obviously not happy with the Assyrians. Basically, He told them, “You don’t know Who you’re messing with here. Don’t you know I made everything?” But my favorite part was where God tells what will be the outcome of the siege. (Exact quote, Isaiah 37:33-35) ”Therefore thus saith the Lord concerning the king of Assyria, He shall not come into this city, nor shoot an arrow there, nor come before it with shields, nor cast a bank against it. By the way the he came, by the same shall he return, and shall not come into this city, saith the Lord. For I will defend this city to save it for mine own sake, and for my servant David’s sake.”
(Note: Upon first reading this, I took it as a promise that God would send the OW packing before my H screwed her. Well, I can guarantee He wanted to, but as we will discuss in future segments, there is a difference between God’s will and man’s will. In this story, God would not have been able to work the might deliverance that He did, if the people had opened the gate to the enemy. If they opened the gate and later repented, He would have helped them drive the enemy out again, but the cost would be greater in lives lost and in pain suffered. It was not that I should not have prayed that promise, or applied it to my life, but I did not yet understand the nature of affairs, and it never occurred to me that AJ would be not only opening the gate, but inviting the Assyrians in for tea.)
God kept His promise. Sennacherib heard that another king was coming to attack him, and that night the angel of the Lord went through the Assyrian camp and killed 185,000 of them. Being somewhat petrified, the rest of them packed up and went home in a tearing hurry, prepared to go home and fight the other king. After his return, Sennacherib was worshipping his god in the temple of Nisroch when two of his sons killed him by the sword.
One of my favorite promises through this was from Isaiah 59:19. “So shall they fear the name of the Lord from the west, and his glory from the rising of the sun. When the enemy shall come in like a flood, the Spirit of the Lord shall lift up a standard against him.” (Or her.)
Though we always have a part to play, a work to do (in this case i.e. Plan A, exposure, etc.), ultimately it is God who fights our battles for us, whether in affairs or in life. Hezekiah did not just sit back and wait for the Assyrians, saying that God would protect him no matter what. He gathered food. He ensured the water. He blocked up the water sources the enemy might be able to access. He prepared his men of war. He repaired the city wall. He built towers. He built ANOTHER wall around the first one. And then, when he had done absolutely everything in the world it was humanly possible for him to do, and knowing it would still not be enough against the Assyrian horde, THEN he trusted to God to make up the difference for what it was impossible for him to do.
By attacking our families, the OP is just as much bringing scorn upon God as Sennacherib did. And, sadly, our dear spouses help them in this. But it is appropriate for us to lift the situation to God in prayer, and ask Him to help us to withstand the blasphemous attack against us. Many days I would sit there in front of the laptop sobbing at a new graphic message (for any newer folk, AJ had Nextel, so I could view all his sent and received text messages from the internet), and would lay that letter before God just as Hezekiah did. I would plead with Him to keep His promise of deliverance, and send her back to her own land. (I wouldn’t have complained if an angel had slain her in the night, but resisted asking for that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> )
I would say to God, “Do you she what she says here? This wickedness cannot go unstopped. Please put an end to it as soon as possible. I know you do not force us to do anything, and will not force AJ to make right choices even if I asked, but you also promised to fight our battles for us, and defend us, and save us. Please do whatever you need to do to get this wicked woman out of our lives forever, and to help us have the kind of family that You want us to have.”
Of course I didn’t have to show God the letters; He knew all about each one before I did. But by presenting them to Him, and asking Him to do something about it, it demonstrated my faith. And even with only a little bit of wobbly, misguided, misinterpreted faith, it was enough for Him to use, to bring His honor and glory out of tragedy.
One last note (for the moment), is that deliverance never happens on our timetable. It always takes too long! I’m sure Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego would have preferred to be delivered before they were thrown into the fiery furnace, but they were not. They were saved through it. Same thing with us. We are delivered on God’s schedule, and with His timing, and not by our impatient wishes. It seems so long when you’re going through an A, (and recovery too, I might add), and yet God waits until the right moment to act. Usually this is long after we think He should have acted. Maybe it won’t be the timing we thought we wanted, or in the way we think it should have been, but God will always send help in the time and way that will best work out the plan He has for us: the plan which, if we could see it all as He sees it, would be the very one we would choose.
Then shalt thou call, and the Lord shall answer; thou shalt cry, and he shall say, Here I am. Isaiah 58:9a
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Thank you for this.
I don't have time to read all the threads. Neak certainly has a gift!
Neak certainly IS a gift.
Hey Neak and t&l! I got the book!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu so very much. You have no idea how much it means to me and I hope to my 87 yr old friend. I'll let you know what she says, because she has an opinion about everything!
I called her last night and she told me that they were studying the Pope's Encyclical on love in Bible Class but that there were many things she didn't quite understand. So I asked her if she wanted it in english. 10 minutes later I had it printed and today I left it in her postbox.
Anyway, thank you again for the book and your kind words. These days it's only the Lord and MB that keep me going. I don't think the ADs are much good, so I'm quitting them.
Thank you all so much. I feel a little better, healthwise, except for lots of coughing and snarfing which is giving me a headache and I'm tired. But thanks for the cybersqueezies; at least I have a few endorphins going for me now.
AW, sorry I forgot to answer sooner, but the funny thing with guitar music is that it only tells you what notes are in the accompaniment, not what the melody sounds like. I could play all the chords and guess at the rythm and melody. Maybe it would be close and maybe it wouldn't. (More likely wouldn't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />) But I enjoyed the words very much.
Well, I'm going to go try to clean a few more things before I give out for the night. Love to all!
Well, I would rather have a raincloud than a heat wave. No air conditioning in the house. Nothing from my heat pump but a faint hum. Bummer....
ACK!!! I HAD A TICK!!!!!
It was not fat yet, and dear Mr. Computer handily disposed of it for me, but oh how it itches now that I know it was there....
As of tomorrow morning, farewell to Mom for a week. She is off to AZ to see Flard, and to return his Jeeves and Wooster.
Bye, Mom! Prayers for a safe and wonderful trip. Safe at the minimum. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Have a good trip t&l!
we'll miss you!
As of tomorrow morning, farewell to Mom for a week.
Don't get all excited about your reprieve, Neak, darling. It's shorter than you think. I'll be back on
your case Monday evening, unless I have to go to work straight from the airport...in which case, the Lone Haranguer won't be riding until Tuesday! Try and wait, OK? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How exciting that I'm taking my black cloud to another state. Watch your local news for word that AZ (or at least Tucson) has mysteriously disappeared, in fierce weather conditions of some sort or another, over the weekend. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes, please have a nice trip.
Too bad we're not on the way, my W and I would take you to lunch, or dinner.
Not kidding either.
Travel safely.
Ss
Mom has landed in Tucson, and has probably just been picked up by now.
Neaksis has a hilarious story about her little bald Valkyrie. If her net is still down I will tell it later.
Returning Flard's 'Jeeves and Wooster' - you are speaking in riddles. I get the Flard part - but not the other.
So, did Valkyrie's hair get restyled after the drastic cutting....in the manner of Natalie Portman....a little style for the chop job?
Still not enough to style yet. She is just starting to look like a boy with really really short hair, instead of a cancer victim of indeterminate gender.
Jeeves and Wooster is a British comedy. I forget which one of the two he is, but it stars the doctor from House.
Oh, thanks for the explanation.
Bless that child's heart - and her soul - and may she have some peace of mind.
I guess it is up to me to tell the humoUrous little story.
Today in the store, the male clerk called Val "sir".
"I'm not a sir," she exclaimed indignantly.
"Don't worry," he beamed reassuringly, "you will be someday!"
ROFL!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Barring some unforeseen incident, we are taking Grandpa to Yosemite tomorrow, it being the first weekend in months that it's not supposed to rain. Even this time they were predicting rain right up until a couple of days ago.
When I asked Grandpa if he wanted to go (since it's always politer to ask, rather than inform him what he will be doing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), he waffled around a bit with "Whatever's most convenient for you folks." Then he kind of muttered to himself, apparently trying to remember his last trip there. "You know, I haven't been there for years. This will probably be my last trip there."
Oddly enough, that was exactly what I was afraid of, too.
We'll try to bring back some nice pictures.
SS, I see you there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My new hobby is, for the last couple of days I have gone out for a little while and weeded in the driveway. I am itchy, but the physical labor is good for me, no question. I am still so weak, and it will take a while to build up.
But after I got done yesterday, even though I was temporarily dizzy after bending so long in the heat, I rested a little and then proceeded to clean the whole house of its built up mess from being sick. I got everything done except vacuuming my room and one living room, and I have another load of dishes to finish up. (I don't count the laundry, since I have to do that every day, anyway.) And considering that for several room I had to get out the shovel, that is very good.
In the dining room, the Dervish had scattered about a cup of rice, a bowl of milkless Cheerios, and I was so glad they were dry, and the dried moss from floral arrangments. Did I mention the mustard pretzels? Then the rice got spread all over the kitchen, too, and from there tracked into the other living room. Normally I would have made him suffer a bit, I mean help clean it up, but with everything so far behind I tossed him outside on his shell-pink little ear and told him not to come back in till I was done.
Oh, right now Mr. Computer is trying to guess AJ's computer password. I don't even care, because it will just re-emphasize to him that he will never guess it. It is the first 3 letters of my legal name, plus the last 4 digits of an old phone number. He just asked me how to spell "far". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And yesterday the Dervish, who only reads simple words with some assistance, was found at AJ's computer, which had been left on, and he had the window open to change or delete the password on the computer. He was busily trying password after password to get in. That, to me, is actually much more frightening than Mr. Computer's pathetic little attempts, lol. Five years old, and already trying to hack stuff.
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It is the first 3 letters of my legal name, plus the last 4 digits of an old phone number.
Is
that the significance of those particular numbers and letters? I never knew. It makes a particularly-delicious irony to me, then, that we were using your very own initials during the affair, to access his Nextel account and download and print all those obscene text messages that were exchanged between Gargamel and him..while he more than once told you not to bother trying to catch him at anything, since you weren't smart enough to investigate the investigator! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I get warm fuzzies just
thinking about this! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I've got to get off the computer, since Flard is working on some paper and has to use the internet for something or other. We watched a movie (Galaxy Quest) last night on his home theater screen (6x8 ft.), and I learned something I never knew before, even though I've seen that movie a bunch of times. Tim Allen has really crooked lower teeth. That subtle nuance, lost on the small screen, leaps out and, um, bites you when on a bigger one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> We'll have to rent the DVD when I get home because you've got to see one of the deleted scenes, where Dr. Lazarus is taken on a tour of his personalized living quarters, including the toilet. I can't imagine why they cut that out. It's the funniest scene of the whole movie.
My next-in-line at the computer is standing in the doorway, breathing heavily, and waiting. I'm outta here.
t&l
I'll check my email in a second.
The irony gets much more delicious than that. It is also the same password to his email that he gave her, and she was having to use my name to hack into his account all those months after. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Good evening TL- sorry I missed you but hope you are having a good time, and evening to Neak and family. or is it day time ?
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I'm baby sitting AGAIN, why don't I get taken out I ask you? Oh of course, grumpy is GRUMPY <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW & Aussie are out having a romantic meal at the Kings Park restaurant where you pay by the inch for your size of plate, and they use darn BIG plates at that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
thats because its Aussie's birthday <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
which he clebrated by doing a 15 hour day and a jump out of a perfectly good plane <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Can you believe he actually tried to hide the jump from us? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar he was <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Never seen a change of subject so quickly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
MEN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
From what I have seen since I started reading here, recovery takes about 1 1/2 to 2 years.
I'm guessing that most, if not all of your feelings (doubt, hurt) are normal.
Still concerned though - something nags at the back corners of my mind from time to time.
If all your needs are being met, and you are cared for, and protected, recovery should continue. That means improvement over time. If there are some needs that are not being met (or one important one that goes un-met) then it will take longer. Sometimes lots longer.
In the dining room, the Dervish had scattered about a cup of rice, a bowl of milkless Cheerios, and I was so glad they were dry, and the dried moss from floral arrangments. Did I mention the mustard pretzels? Then the rice got spread all over the kitchen, too, and from there tracked into the other living room. Normally I would have made him suffer a bit, I mean help clean it up, but with everything so far behind I tossed him outside on his shell-pink little ear and told him not to come back in till I was done.
When the twins were two, my W asked me if I would watch them while she went to the store. Of course, I said yes. She must have had a premonition, because she want on and on about how i needed to pay attention to them and not turn my back on them.
Wanting to impress her, I decided to do the dishes also - though it wasn't my turn that week. (We have a job chart.)
The girls played on the floor behind me, I washed away. (Lets see, we had all 10 of us at home then, so there were more than a few dishes.)
I washed, and hummed, but then I noticed it was really qiet.
When I turned around, it was to the sight of the kitchen floor covered in flour. The whole bag, not just in a heap, but spread out over the whole kitchen floor.
I started cleaning frantically, but didn't finish in time. My W couldn't decide if she should laugh, or get after me for not watching them properly. I think she ended up doing both.
Aren't kids swell?
SS
Hope it's warm enough for you T&L.
I bet you don't need a coat.
Hug flard before you leave, one can never get too many hugs.
SS
So what SS!!!!!!!!
2 days BEFORE my 1 and 1/2 yr old twins bathed in flour, they had bathed themselves in COOKING OIL!!!!!!
try that! I can still smell it. And I was 8 months pregnant and alone with them.
My new hobby is, for the last couple of days I have gone out for a little while and weeded in the driveway. I am itchy, but the physical labor is good for me, no question. I am still so weak, and it will take a while to build up.
Who looks after you when you are looking after AJ?
No wonder your Mom worries about your health, and sanity.
If you don't mind, tell me what you think about when you weed.
At least she ~seems~ to worry. Mothers do that though, and it's a good thing.
SS
Hey SS - be proud of me....I finally grew the cajones to post on the Recovery board.
Last time I tried that, it was a falsie....thought I'd jinx myself if I ever did that again.....
Then I realized....jinxing is a superstition. I don't do superstition...I do FAITH!
Hehe!
I still think that Neak and AJ need to move here so I can keep an eye on her..........someone has to, you know?
- Kimmy
So what SS!!!!!!!!
2 days BEFORE my 1 and 1/2 yr old twins bathed in flour, they had bathed themselves in COOKING OIL!!!!!!
try that! I can still smell it. And I was 8 months pregnant and alone with them.
I suspect that memory will stay with you for eternity.
Admittedly, you made me laugh.
I wasn't complaining, just hoped I gave you all a laugh, like yours did me.
When faced with things like that, my mom always used to say "That's what they make garden hoses for, go spray your self off." Of course, at 1/12 they needed you to clean them up.
Ha, hahahahaha. I'll have to tell this one to my W. Maybe she'll leave me alone now about the flour.
SS
yes it will. We had to throw their clothes away because we couldn;t get the smell out.
So when they bathed in flour I really didn't mind.
yes it will. We had to throw their clothes away because we couldn;t get the smell out.
So when they bathed in flour I really didn't mind.
That's so gross.
It's a good thing God makes 'em so cute. Otherwise all of mine would have been toast a long time ago.
Hey SS - be proud of me....I finally grew the cajones to post on the Recovery board.
Good for you. It shounds like you turned a corner in some way. Is that what you talked about?
Duh, I can go read it, maybe I will.
Last time I tried that, it was a falsie....thought I'd jinx myself if I ever did that again.....
Then I realized....jinxing is a superstition. I don't do superstition...I do FAITH!
I liked reading that, it shows class. We make our own way, with Gods help. He can handle the bumps if needed.
I still think that Neak and AJ need to move here so I can keep an eye on her..........someone has to, you know?
I suspect any of us would be pleased to be neighbors with them. Or you for that matter.
But you are right, someone has to. The Dervish seems to have a difficult time keeping his parents out of trouble, though I know he tries really hard.
SS
The Dervish seems to have a difficult time keeping his parents out of trouble, though I know he tries really hard.
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That's like the inmate running the asylum, right? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
LOL! I really don't know which is worse, flour all over the kitchen, or breaded and stopping just short of fried.
Who looks after you when you are looking after AJ?
Good question. He tries, when he is here.
Kimmy, your offer is very tempting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> But still, how much closer can I get to TX than OK, without actually being in TX? I'll be practically next door!
I suspect any of us would be pleased to be neighbors with them.
In all truthfulness, you would rather live about 1/2 hour away: close enough for easy visiting, but out of walking distance.
Inmates...asylum....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
That's like the inmate running the asylum, right?
What?
The Dervish?
I can't believe you would talk about him like that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
Good question. He tries, when he is here.
I have asked a number of questions - let me explain a little bit.
Recovery is more difficult when we have resentment about things not being the way they should be. When you post, you report that things are going well.
We only know what you post - but there is a feel to posts as well as words, and information communicated.
It's the feel.......... something in the feel.
Not that I am any kind of expert, no claim to that.
Could just be the stress of all you have been through - after all, the events of this last fall were not sweetness and light.
Could be me.
Hope Neaksis is doing well. She is quiet these days. At least here (MB) she is quiet.
SS
Neaksis' internet is down, something is wrong with her phone line. Before it crashed, she read faithfully, even if she didn't comment.
Feel free to keep trying to pinpoint the source of your feeling. I'm open to introspection, just not very good at it when in unfamiliar territory.
I didn't deliberately ignore your question about the weeding. Really, I don't think of much when I'm weeding. The kids are there, everyone is chatting, not much quiet time. In a way I think that's good, because I don't have enough time where I am too busy to dwell on things.
I do myself a lot of good here, processing things, but sometimes my brain just needs a break from it all. Weeding, for better or worse, provides that kind of break.
SS smiles -
Don't get me wrong -
I wasn't asking for an answer or commenting on you not asnwering when I wrote that last.
This is not an attempt to pry, or anything. (bigger smile)
I just wanted to give background as to why I was asking some of the things I was asking. I wanted you to know where I was coming from.
Really, I don't think of much when I'm weeding.
THIS is what I was wondering when I asked. If you were dwelling on one thing while weeding, it would tell us you do have a concern, and what it was. That your mind wanders is normal. I think it's a good sign, and it made me relax a little bit. (SS chuckles)
I don't claim to know anything, I just tend to follow up on the thoughts that come to me and hope I do someone some good along the way.
My comment about Neak Sis was just my way of saying we havn't forgotten about her. It's probably good for her to hear that from time to time. I think it is good for all of us.
Sorry if my questions seemed like a demand, I never intended it to sound like that. (Another chuckle)
The questions asked will hang around at the back of your thought processes, and if anything comes to mind, you'll have a light bulb moment, and be able to talk. Don't worry about it, or give it much thought.
Wishing you all a good weekend.
SS
No demand taken. (Neak chuckles, too.)
I am restless more than usual lately, and do have some flare-ups with what seems to be old resentment rather than new, but have just kind of chalked it up to whatever stage of recovery I'm in. There isn't much that I worry about, and I think the restlessness is at least partly from the transition of the adrenalin and stress to the new, wonderfully boring existence.
If I start worrying about something while I weed, I'll let you know. If you pick up on something, let me know. (cyberhandshake) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
PS Neaksis will be very happy not to have been forgotten, I'm sure.
PPS Lest Mom feel left out, HI MOM!!! HOPE YOU ARE HAVING A WONDERFUL TIME!!!!!
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Also -
Glad the weeding helps. Isn't it wonderful we can get rid of the weeds, and help our peace of mind at the same time.
I notice in Genesis 3 when he curses the ground to bring forth weeds, he does it "for thy sake."
Anyone who has ever taught a child to work in the yard and finally sees them "get it" understands how it's good for us.
SS Chuckles again.
I've proabably talked enough for today. Maybe I'll take the twins camping tonight. W has a cub scout day hike to put on tomorrow, and she'll be busy tonight, and leave early in the morning. I think it's about their turn for a little fun.
SS
hi all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I've been a bit of a failure posting lately but it's only because I'm spending all my time with Mikey or Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I've been trying to keep my mind away from other distractions and just concentrate on happy. Mostly good times even if I have little whispers of guilt getting me down, I'm trying really hard to keep focused on whats eally important, Aussie & the kids.
I have to admit that when the world intrudes I sorta stick fingers in my ears and go "nanananananananana" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm not sure if thats what is recommended but hey, whatever works right ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Just say yes amd pat me on the head <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
[[[[[[Neak]]]]] big hugs Kimmy & SS big hello's to you & hope things are on a even keel, see I'm being nautical for Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, AND I see my mum has been telling the world about my last eye blink, again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis thinking of your little sweety and you, hugs too & TL get busy hugging Flard just because. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SEE MUM, only a few faces will do quite well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AND I see my mum has been telling the world about my last eye blink, again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I don't want this to come as too much of a shock to you, AW, but your eye-blinking wasn't the most exciting part! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That's like the inmate running the asylum, right?
What?
The Dervish?
I can't believe you would talk about him like that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
I know. Outrageous, isn't it, the way that poor young saint is having his name maligned. And impugned, too!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />t <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />l
Well, tonight the heat pump is running.
Rain is good for you, dear sir. I'm sick of what's good for me. I want something...uncomplicated, that's what I want. But I think the Good Luck Fairy is on vacation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I didn't bring any coat along on this trip--not even any long-sleeved shirts, because Flard said it was warm. Yesterday when I arrived, it was 10 degrees colder than the day before (when I was in CA!). I wish my timing in life was as good as my timing in music. Lucky for me I'm pudgy. Got lots of "insulation"!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Today we went to Phoenix to the IMAX theater to see Deep Sea 3-D, and The Human Body. I recommend it to anyone with kids old enough to sit through a movie. Or to regular adults, even without kids. The undersea stuff was gorgeous, and in the other movie, when the piece of cherry tomato got squeezed out of the distal end of the esophagus and plopped into the stomach with the rest of the pasta salad I realized how wise God was to make our digestion take place inside instead of out where other diners could see it happening. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
When we got back I took Flard by the school for an extra rehearsal of this whatever-it-is he's going to be singing Sunday, and as I dropped him off, he said, "Thanks, Mom. I actually had a good time." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What do you mean, "actually"? OF COURSE he had a good time. He was with me, wasn't he? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now I'm going to bed. It's almost 8PM, and getting later by the second. Carpe nochem is what I say, or whatever is the opposite of "diem". 'Night, Kimmy, SS, Neak, AW, et al.
t&l
And Cinderella, she of the running pump, who came on while I was in the throes of composition.
t&l
Yes, well 'some daughters do hav em' don't they! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And she just told me this morning as we were shopping that she has just gone on 8 weeks long service leave, joy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Would someone like a visitor for 8 weeks? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AND I would like it known for the record that I did tell Aussie about the patio & lounge suite, ... well sorta, ... um almost anyway.
Ok it was going to be this morning.
As soon as the furntiure van backed into the drive way.
but they haven't arrived yet.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The builder is supposed to be arriving today as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I wonder if Aussie wants to go for another jump today <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
If he goes jumping, he may not notice even when he gets back.
Hi back to everybody. I've got to get to bed - I'm so sleepy!
Mom, you'll be glad to hear that Grandpa is listening to his Bible CD's.
Well, Neak, I went to church today and scoped out the library. There was your book, big as you please, waiting to be borrowed. It didn't have a card in it so I couldn't see how many people had checked it out, but at least you can thank them for $1.09 worth of your book royalties!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So, if I found out about the book, and bought a copy, Neak would get $1.09 of my hard earned money?
Yep. $1.09 exactly. Or maybe it's $1.89. We could ask Neak, but she's in Yosemite today. I think it's the lower number. If she sells a copy herself she makes about $5. It's not like it is for Stephen King or John Grisham, that's for sure! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> However, she absolutely basks in the positive feedback, which I'm sure is just as valuable to her right now as money, if not quite as negotiable at, say, Wal-Mart. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Would someone like a visitor for 8 weeks?
Adub's mom, come on over to beautiful Los Angeles. I have a guest room. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi, sorry I have not said hello for a long time t&l. Hope you are well.
And if you visit FF, then come down to San Diego and visit me. I DON'T have a guest room, but will put out a cot for you.
Y'all, I like you guys - take care....going to bed.
Yep. $1.09 exactly. Or maybe it's $1.89.
Next
February. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Royalties are paid out by her publisher only once a year. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I almost hope they turn down the next one so she can self-publish. That company pays royalties every three months, plus she has total rights to her own intellectual (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) property.
I'm on my way to bed. Flard and I have bonded all day, and I'm pooped. I haven't talked and listened so much to anyone in AGES!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hi, Believer and FF. I've missed hearing from you both and it was nice seeing your posts again. Hope you're doing well and prospering and all that good stuff. I've been very low lately, and have often felt like I'm so far down I could scratch a snake's belly...if only I could reach that far over my head!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Believer, I'm going to be in San Diego Monday, although only for about an hour or so to change planes. I'd like to come down there sometime and see some of the wildlife attractions. Maybe late this summer about the time school starts. Can we take you out to dinner? I mean as a guest, not an entree, of course!
t&l
You're close - it's $1.08 per book. The ones I sell myself I make $6, PLUS the $1.08, since I am bound by my contract to not sell less than the church bookstore, and until I go on sale (which is a bad thing, because they're trying to dump the last few copies for cheap and it means I'm almost history), I have to sell for the full price.
Which is why I don't hold it against anyone who wants to get it for a discount from Amazon or someplace like that. $5 is a big price difference for me, too.
Well, we're back. The camera malfunctioned at the worst possible time, but I still have a few pictures to put on later. I just gave haircuts, and am about to start the pancakes.
I can't wait to go back!
Hello all
just a very quick post then I'm off to bed.
I have just rushed over a few hours ago as my grandson - the budding young AUSSIE - its not fair to have G/kids & children like them its just not - was run over at the army training camp by a tank or truck or some army thing.
First off he is alright except he cannot move, he is black & blue from head to toes and besides swelling and concussion and a few scraps hes 'right as rain' according to Aussie! Humpf!!
Aussies comment was 'well he won't zig when he should zag ever again will he" again Humpf!!
AW ran out of here like the devil on her behind, and only calmed down when she spoke to him. And thankfully rang me sitting and waiting here with little Mikey while his mum & sister & finally his dad turned up at the hospital.
I'm getting way too old for this.
FF & Believer, I'm on my way!! I wish!
Now I can actually breathe a bit
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I'll say a proper hello in a day or so when things are QUIET
I hope.
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Wow <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> no shortage of excitement in your world! Praise God he is ok.
Thank God he is alright. That was a close call.
T&L - I always read this thread, but sometimes don't have much to add.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So glad to hear he is ok!!!! His guardian angel surely got a new tic from that one...
That's OK, Believer. I don't have much to add sometimes, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I took an interesting book along on this trip--actually several, but only one that I want to tell you about, and that's because a long time ago you described yourself as a pacifist. The book is written by the daughter of a Seventh-day Adventist pacifist who was drafted into the German Army during WWII and served for nearly 6 years on the front lines, relying on God to protect him and make it possible for him to be faithful in all his worship observances. I've met the younger son in the book. His childhood name was Gerd, although by the time I heard him speak, etc., he was a PhD, and professor of theology back in the mid-West...and the people who didn't call him Dr. Hasel, called him Gerhard. It's a rip-snorting adventure story of divine protection under the most forbidding, adverse circumstances, and I'll send it to you in the mail this week. We've still got your address from sending you the Malchus book, so I can drop it in the mail after I get home from AZ. If other people want to read it after Believer's done, and she wants to pass it around, be my guest. For anybody else who wants to read a story of angels and God in action, the book is titled A Thousand Shall Fall, and is written by Susi Hasel Mundy.
I guess I'm going to have to get dressed to leave for the purpose of this whole trip...hearing a concert sung primarily in L-A-T-I-N!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Only for someone very special will I voluntarily sit down and listen to singing that I can't understand. Except for Hawaiian. That's OK, probably because I heard it constantly growing up so it seems all right--and even beautiful--to me. But Latin? And since he'll be able to see me while he sings, I won't even be able to read a book to pass the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm already getting fidgety. I need the Dervish to provide some calmness and restraint! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm glad to hear young Aussie is OK, which is probably more than can be said for his mama right now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Personally, I think chidren should be cute little babies longer, and ornery teens and scary adults less...but nobody consulted me, did they? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What WAS God thinking anyway, to leave my advice out? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That would be very nice. It sounds like an excellent book - right up my alley.
More basically, what was God thinking when he gave us those things on our chest which were designed w/ inadequate suspension?
Glad young Aussie is ok. Tell him that, in the future, he should stay away from tanks.
And, hope TNL stays awake during the LATIN!!!!
Sumus quid sumus.
I haven't been able to get the memory thingy out of the camera, so no pictures yet.
Well, we went to Bridalveil Falls first and ate lunch. When we went to walk up was the first I notice that, although I had gotten Grandpa to change out of his suit, he was still wearing his dress shoes. So much for hiking... Almost as soon as we left the parking lot I began to feel mist, because the falls were so huge. Close to the cement viewing platform it was like a rainstorm, and the platform itself was covered with 4-6 inches of water.
I was going to try and take a picture, but there was so much water I couldn't even look up and see the falls. It was like looking up the shower nozzle. Then suddenly the wind shifted, and we REALLY got hit. The proverbial bucket, you know.
Down at the bottom I tried to take a picture of Grandpa and the kids, all soaking wet, and GP trying to dry off his dripping glasses. But the camera chose that moment to act up. (The latches are now broken on the battery slidey thing, so you have to hold them in while taking the picture. And in case I haven't mentioned it recently, that is the same camera where the viewfinder is broken too, so you can't view the picture on the screen before it's taken - you just point, shoot, and hope you aimed right. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) Eventually the camera reset itself and I was able to get a few more pictures, but not till later in the day.
From the falls, we went to the day parking, then walked to catch the bus at the Village Store. By the time we got there, GP was limping. We rode the bus around twice, then got back off at the Village.
They were screening a documentary on the life of Craig Brower, one of the leaders of the modern environmental movement. He was the one who led the fight to save Dinosaur National Monument from being turn into Dinosaur National Reservoir. It had lots of neat historical footage, such as LBJ dedicating Pt. Reyes National Seashore, and Hetch Hetchy after they first dammed it. (Not pretty.)
The Dervish had prayer for us before we walked (or hobbled) back to the car to go home. "An' Jesus, I LIKE dis place, an' I like da buses, and thank You dat we ride on da buses and go roun' and roun', Jesus amen."
AJ says GP kept saying things about "the last time" this and "the last time" that, so we'll have to take him back soon for another last time, and maybe another last time after that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hi Neak, tl, Beliver,FF, ss & cindy, I hope I left no one out!
Thankyou all for your well wishes they must of done a lot of good. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Anyway very hectic here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Our young man, ok my big baby <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />, is ok but you should see him, looks like he did 20 rounds with some boxer with his hands tied behind his back.
Apparently a tank thing, you know those things that carry troops, had a trainee at the controls and he made a mistake.
Was supposed to stop but went forward instead.
All it did was knock my son down and drag him ... LUCKILY <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
and there is no permanent damage except to his pride and some bruises. well lots of bruising. They did scans & xrays and nothing is broken just what they call soft tissue injuries. Of course I have hypertension and panic attacks but lets not worry over those.
So they have given him a lot of codeine forte to take and we took him home about 7.00am
I've taken a day or two off to baby him along with Mikey, I mean nurse him back to health <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Neak glad you had a good time, even if a bit of a wet one and that GP was grumbling. I always think if you can grumble you are ok! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
And I am not smirking that God answered my prayers just because my big boy can't go back to training for ... oh months! I mean that would not be a supportive mum now would it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I mean its not MY fault that as he cant finish his training he wont be sent ANYWHERE for at least 12 months or until he finishes Military College now is it.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
God does work in mysterious ways doesn't He? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
tl I hear mass and hymns in latin sometimes still these days. it used to be ALWAYS in latin when I was a child... just ask my mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> she always accused me of smoking behind the girls loo when I was supposed to be in church <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Working on the pictures, have them at least ready to go into Yahoo pix.
Congrats, AW. Mom wants to know if you could hire the same tank driver to um, work with Aussie???
Just got the rejection email for the 2nd kids book Neaksis & I just submitted. It said they liked it and enjoyed it and everything, but it did not "meet their needs". My guess as a translation is, "We haven't even gotten the first hardback-with-lots-of-costly-illustrations off the presses yet to see how well it will do, so we can hardly take a chance on ANOTHER!" Oh well. Pacific Press, you're next...
Ok, the photos have arrived.
HERE is the link to the album.
And the last photo in the album, too interesting to let pass without commnet:
L-R, Dervish, Mr. C, Valkyrie (isn't her hair getting looooooong?), and the Princess. Yesterday in town with the 3 bald ones from the picture, one of the Wal Mart ladies asked me if Val & Mr. C were twins. I KNOW she was not thinking a boy-twin and a girl-twin!
Nice pictures.
My Princess says she likes the shiny, random black dress shoes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> and she loved your princess's jacket w/ the dogs on it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And, she likes emoticons a LOT! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak I just couldn't ever ask that poor young man to 'accidently' drive for Aussie, does your Mom want his phone number? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I love the Dervish's smile, its just so sweet & cheeky. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Of course the whole 4 of them look pretty cute to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Cinders I bet your lovely Princess would get along famously with my mum & her love of what she calls 'smiley faces' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
My big boy is a lot better today but feels very very sore and is moaning about not being bale to go out this coming Sat to a night club.
You can imagine the sympathy I had for that one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
DD is showing actual care for her brother .. amazing isn't it! I'm used to the sniping but have to say its usually good natured for the last few years.
But DD is also worried about Travelling Soldier after one digger was killed the other day inside the camp.
So we are hoping he will be rotated out soon fingers crossed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I hope all are good and having a more peaceful time right now and tl I do hope you are feeling more upbeat and not so depressed and disgruntled. Just think it could be snowing!
Well off to bed after making the sick boy a hot chocolate & getting him a slice of Choc mud cake. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
night all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Send me the # & I'll call myself, lol!
Cheeky's not the half of it!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mom...
Call me at home, or call AJ on his cell phone.
T&L Yeah, they are, all 4 of them, cute.
AW And glad your young soldier is better.
If I say I'm sick, may I get some hot chocolate and some choc cake? I do have fluid in my ears. May I take to my bed and be served by all those who love me? Maybe I feel weird because my meds are out of whack? Who knows?
morning you tl & neakies! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
well sad event today. We had the funeral for the soldier killed last week in Travelling Soldiers camp in Iraq.
Poor young wife has a 4 yr old and a new baby girl.
She was distraught but trying so hard for her kids.
All very very sad and makes me appeciate all that I have even more. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
You know maybe things for all of us could be so much worse when you think of whats going on. Of course it doesn't make you feel any better or hurt less but some small comfort.
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Cinders you can have 2 hot chocs and some choc mud cake ... I said so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
So can you neak ...just pass me the meal replacement powder so I can be miserable <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak you can ring that young bloke any time lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
back to work for me tomorrow .. sucky <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Mum is swanning around humming & singing to herself because SHE is on long service leave <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> isn't that disgusting ?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
She says in a very happy voice "Hello you darlings I'll write when my DD has gone to work tomorrow!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Good grief she loves rubbing it in! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
1. I like the photos.
2. Wish I could greet everyone in person.
3. Is T&L safely home yet? I hope so.
4. Nothing exciting going on here today. You'll have to take my word for it - or you can come see in person.
SS
And when you finish seeing Seeking, come see me. I want some positive excitement in my life. I've had too much of the other kind.
Poor, dear soldier's family. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I was thinking, AW, that if you put that # on here, we could ALL call that fine young driver. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi SS, we had lots of fun, and can't wait to go back. Especially since the camera was malfunctioning each time we were within sight of Half Dome. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Cinders, hope you are feeling better. If you want excitement, I have a Dervish to sell you, real cheap. (Truth in advertising: not positive excitement.)
Cinders -
Hows the heat pump?
I had a car once that had realy good air conditioning.
In the winter -
and the heat worked so well in the summer.
What kind of excitement are you looking for?
Really, when you wish, what do you wish for?
And what general area do you live in, I can't remember.
Neak, I have only been to Y once. It was nice, I liked it. Different from the red rocks we have here.
Do the kids care where they are, or do they just like being out?
Was it a rest for you, or did you need to rest after you got home?
AW,
You have been through so much. I can see your sense of humor helps you make it. What a great gift.
Hi T&L
SS waves !!!
SS's thoughts change, face clouds -
How about this dark mood? Are you doing better?
Does anything help?
How about a good, swift kick?
Sorry, I'm in a good mood. Can't stay serious.
Would help if I could.
SS
SS - heat pump is cooling beautifully.
I did get positive excitement. Newsweek just ranked my daughter's high school as the 39th best public high school in the nation.
I live in the southeast. Not too far south. Not too far east. About 200 miles east of the Mississippi River. Almost due south of Cincinnati.
Morning - yes I got that right this time - to all the family on tl pages. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
How are you young neak? that wonderful dervish spinning like a top yet? what a boys boy!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW says she has been very slow to email everyone but she has been spoiling number one son WAYYYYYYY too much if you ask me!
For goodness sakes he's an adult and does not need breakfast in bed EVERY DAY, especially when I'm not getting that!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
AW is also having periods of being very melancholy right now as its little Peters birthday on the 21 May. Very quiet and introspective and I know she is thinking of what could have beens - don't we all? -, but at least she's not deeply depressed as in previous years. I do think her counselling has worked wonders. At least its number ones sons birthday on the 10th and I'm sure he's grown another foot so that will be a HAPPY event especially as he can't be deployed now for ages <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
AW & Aussie & myself & all the family from the bush to the city are all going to my other grandsons 18th party on Saturday night at his dad's cafe. John - yes what can I say another one !! - is a very good chef and makes wonderful food so I will be spoiled which is every grandma's due I think! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Now at least Sean is not a soldier - Sean is Gaelic for John <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - he's doing an apprenticeship in DIESEL Mechanics but was thinking of doing that in the Army - my other DD said no way Jose I'm not signing any ok - quiet but VERY stubborn that one which pleases me to no end <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I am not happy with Aussie though. There is some talk that he will be back in Afghanistan in a month or two as there have been 4 casualties from enemy action within the last 2 months in the SAS though no fatalities thank the good Lord. They want the more experienced officers and troopers to go back the pack of @$%#*&^%##@$$ see didn't say ONE bad word <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I think he should retire and go do something a lot safer like swimming with white pointers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Anyway enough about this family, whats going on with SS? Whats going on with Cinderella & that heat pump ? did you get it replaced or were you able to give it a third life? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
tl, why are you feeling so down? can you say why or is it all too involved for here? Of course I understand if you wish not to.
I do hope though that your trip to see your son has been helpful and given you some joy and hopefully has been a way to see some light at the end of the tunnel.
Neak, where is your new book? I did so enjoy the first one when I nicked, Um I mean borrowed it from AW
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Of course I'm blaming you if AW ends up at home writing history novels - that used to be her passion History - as she was within a few fly specks of getting her Degree in Archeology many years ago. Now she pleads she has forgotten it all!!
SURE she has! I can remember her with a new bub on her hips squatting down in a 30,000 year old buriel site brushing away dirt from every little bit of whatever as if nothing else was important. I think she decided motherhood and field work don't mix. Of course she wont tell anyone that will she? No she wont. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now who else can I tell on? Ah G.O.B day [ Grumpy Old ******]I think with my grumpy muttering about women - thats me by the way - shopping and not buying anything and waste of time and always just looking etc etc etc yada yada yada you get the picture.
So I actually buy some thongs - thats flip flops I think for you over there - and he just made comment after comment. And I let him. Then when he was finished I told him thats ok then as he didn't want them - they were his - I would give them to grand son - AW 's giant. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I love it when a plan comes together
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
It is a little-known fact that back in 1912, Hellmann's mayonnaise was manufactured in Great Britain.
In fact, the Titanic was known to be carrying some 12,000 jars of the condiment scheduled for delivery in Vera Cruz, Mexico. It would have been unloaded in New York and then reloaded onto a freighter bound for Mexico.
Had it been delivered, this would have been the largest single shipment of mayonnaise ever delivered to Mexico. However, as we know, the great ship did not make it to New York. The Titanic hit an iceberg and sank, and the cargo was forever lost.
The people of Mexico, who were absolutely crazy about mayonnaise and were eagerly awaiting its delivery, were devastated by the loss, and expressed their anguish by declaring a National Day of Mourning, which they still observe to this day.
The National Day of Mourning occurs each year on May 5th, and is known, of course, as "Sinko de Mayo."
Oooooh, that is so bad!
I am getting started rather late and still want to make it to my own thread, so will be brief.
Mom sends appreciation for the well wishes and concerns. I have no idea how much she will end up wanting to share (or not), but the basic essences of her sadness, or whatever she would like to call it, are a) resentment against the various people in her life for their (our) part in making things more difficult for her and perhaps not expressing appreciation as much as we should, (and she fully recognizes that these feelings need to change but it is much easier to recognize that they need to change than to actually change them), and b) deep sorrow over the spiritual condition of my brothers, and to some extent, GP too. My brothers at least are in their right minds, while GP no longer has the acuity to be guided by the Holy Spirit into the consecrated frame of mind that was his lifelong companion. But all that is worrisome to her, too.
Every part of her life has large frustrations in it, and they have all been piling up for quite a while.
Hopefully she will pop her head in personally soon. Everyone have a great weekend!
Oh, AWMum, SO GOOD TO HEAR FROM YOU!!!!!! What would we do without you to tell us what's really going on? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Email me when you have a minute:
you_neak@yahoo.com . I'm so sorry about Peter's birthday; I know it is so hard. Are you able to share with us which date he died? I can't wait to meet him, and to see him with his family after all sorrow has been wiped away. {{{{{{AWMum Clan}}}}}}}}}} (I started to call it the Aussie Clan, but went with the more PC title.)
Neak, I emailed you - you dont know what you asked when you did that! I actually had to WORK out how to create a email address <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
and I have no idea how to put smiley faces into it yet so I have to make up for it here, You have no one to blame but yourself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussies Clan INDEED!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
more like Aussies CLAM , bloody men <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
No I think "AW's Mums Clan" sounds so much more genteel and civilised <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How about this dark mood? Are you doing better?
Does anything help?
No. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
How about a good, swift kick?
Get in line. You're going to have to take your turn. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
tl, why are you feeling so down? can you say why or is it all too involved for here? Of course I understand if you wish not to.
AW's Mum--you came along way after The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid was told on these pages, done with, and left behind. If you'd read it, you'd know that neither shy timidity nor an inability to express myself were ever my major problems in life! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Right now, I'm afraid to get started for fear I'd never be able to shut up. Early on Neak's thread, I described her husband as having been, for much of their married life, "a Jabba-the-Hutt-sized ball of emotional need," who, if he'd ever had any more of his needs met, "would've exploded and obliterated half the county." Right now, I'm about the same size, but with filled to the bursting with frustration and resentment, instead of need. I'm telling you, if I ever cut loose, things are going to
DIE from the force of the blast. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I think the elephants of fear, fatigue, bitterness, and rage just came along, sat on my mustard seed of faith, squashed it flatter than flat, and then trampled it into the dust under their feet and their fat elephatine butts. I don't even like being around myself, which makes life quite difficult, since I'm forced, willy-nilly, to carry myself around with me wherever I go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Right now, I'm taking myself to bed for a nap. I slept in till noon today, having skipped out on all my responsibilities at church, and having been up for 2 hrs. and 35 min., I'm tired again and ready for my pre-work snooze. How pathetic is that?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - I'm praying for you. I've been there myself and it is not pleasant.
T&L, I will pray for you too. I have been there, actually just last thursday...
From that I learned that there is physical pain, mental pain and the pain of the soul. I have come to the conclusion that it is my soul that is in pain... Now I have to find some way to make it better...
If last week I was feeling like you do now, surprisingly I woke up happy on friday, and everything got better. Sleep helps, specially if you have great dreams.
I'm sure our prayers will help you. Let us know.
cc - I've been praying for you too. Last week you seemed so hopeless.
Thanks Believer, your prayers worked! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
See, friday I felt fine, I danced a lot at work, finished a project so that I can start doing something useful next week. The Boss liked it. I was inspired!
Then in the afternoon the priest called and gave me an appointment for tuesday! so finally I will be able to get some answers.
I can't believe friday was just yesterday!
Today my friend called and I went to visit her.
So some of the "lonliness" and "rejection" I was feeling has gone.
Must have been your prayers. Let's pray for t&l and georgia and all the people on MB. I just don;t have time or strength to read everyone.
AT night, before I go to sleep, I start praying. I pray for my family and relatives, for people in my WH's family, then friends and MB people.
I never have trouble falling asleep.
The last thing I remember was laying in bed thinking, "I guess I slept too long this morning and it's a waste of time trying to take a nap." Apparently I was wrong. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Thank you so much for your kind words, Believer (by the way, I mailed the book yesterday) and cc46 (did your elderly friend like Neak's book?). It made me get tears in my eyes when you said you'd pray for me. I feel very much alone these days. My parents were my prayer partners, my constants. Now my mother is dead, and my father, instead of being a man of prayer, is a man of TV. I can't lay my burdens on my children or grandchildren. I have few friends, except at work (how would I make any others anywhere else, when I'm always at the hospital? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), and I would never tell my burdens to HP; it's not a confiding sort of relationship, when you come right down to it.
Gotta leave for work.
t&l
Trust me, the prayers will work and you will feel better.
My friend has just started Neak's book, because she couldn't help herself, although she's reading another one at the same time. So far she has liked it. I saw her yesterday and we talked for about 1 1/2 hours. I invited her to an art show on tuesday at a museum (she paints and draws etc) and then we'll have tea. I'm also thinking of taking her to my workplace because they also have some paintings there done by mental patients. We'll see.
I'll be sure to let you know what she thinks of the book, as soon as she tells me.
BTW,see if you can get a touch of nature on your way to work. It does wonders for the soul!
tl & also CC I am sorry to hear that you are feeling alone & unhappy for whatever reason. That is so easy to happen as life takes over through the years. You loose contact with friends - female friends and mates I guess who move away or you do.
Growing kids, busy/ I dont know what you are on about husband, busy yourself, and suddenly, at least for me, I hit the big 50 and there I was feeling alone, a failure, and ANGRY. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I was never sure why or at whom I was angry except maybe me and at times grumpy. Not happy at the life some of the kids were living. I wanted so much more for them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
but ... not going on too much or I'd fill the whole page!!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm pretty much ok with my life these days. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Duplicate post from Neak's thread. Not funny enough to read twice!!! Don't say I didn't warn you.....
Neak is in rehab right now, struggling with a difficult recovery to her unfortunate addiction. In other words, the internet has been down all afternoon and the onset of withdrawal was immediate, and so far, severe. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What does she think people did for entertainment back in the Cretaceous Period, when I was a girl? Whatever it was, I certainly managed to get in enough trouble doing it, that's for sure! She will be back, she hopes, once Neakbro returns to the nest, and brings his Berkeley B.S. degree in Computer Science with him for a little analysis and repair. I hope she can hold out that long! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, dear, Neak in rehab, CC suffering, T&L suffering, and even I admit not being myself lately.
The situation is so dire that I told my daughter I wanted her to go shopping - AT THE MALL - this evening. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> The thing that is alarming about that is that I HATE to go to the mall. But, a week or two ago, I saw a suit that I thought would be perfect w/ a sweater I am knitting. I needed a fashion consultant so I took my 15 yo daughter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
So, she agreed to go if we only went to one department. Fine, that was it.....the deal was struck. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
We get to the store.....I find the suit (took the knitting) for matching purposes. The suit was perfect. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> Absolutely perfect but not the best fabric - ok, I can sew and for two years I worked in a very upscale ladies' store so I know these things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We ended up trying on formals and more suits and sweaters and jeans. Had a blast! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The Rafaella suit was the superior color. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> The Kaspar suit was the superior fabric and cut for me. (I need a drool icon.) The Tahori suit was the fashion statement. (I need a drool icon.)
I settled for the Rafaella.....It will do. No one in my office will know the difference. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> But I will. Oh, I will. My heart pines for the other suit but it isn't as great w/ the sweater-to-be. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
well as long as you tried on lots of suits and the absolutely required accessories Cinderella then the Rafaella suit which is SO right with the sweater-to-be is just the thing!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I settle for the house of Tar-Get' hehehehe for work & play. Going out somewhere decent like the threatre or ballet or opera and a meal OF course, is entirely different and I get whatever I like, grumpy just has to lump it hah! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think a fair division of labour - he earns what I want to spend <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Of course if anyone would like to give AW some hints on putting on ANYTHING other than sweat pants and T shirt or sweat tops is very very welcome - just don't mention I said so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak needs to be rushed to an ER internet cafe RIGHT AWAY the poor dear thing.
tl needs to be rushed AWAY from any ER of any sort and given some spoiling and caring.
AW also needs to get more counselling on grief and loss if you ask me but I'm only her mother so what do I know? She listens to far too many sad songs if you ask me. She says it comforts her, well I'm not so sure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Well, I am a cheap dresser. My suit cost me about $110 including our 9.25% sales tax. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> That was a ton of money for one outfit. Personally, I usually buy clothes at Tarfet (pronounced Tar-Zhay) or consignment shops.
The Kaspar suit would have cost me $60 more and would have had to be dry cleaned. The Tahari suit even more.
Grief counseling sounds like it might be appropriate for AW. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Maybe Neak could be rushed to her local public library. Ours have free internet access - if you have a library card. And, if you don't, you can get a guest pass good for one week. Free access for 30 minutes a day per library card.
T&L,
I was teasing about the kick, hoping to draw a smile.
If it didn't, I appoligize, and I'll try to find a good sinko joke like C. I admit, it made ME laugh.
Still praying for you. Still wishing for your happines.
Neak, it warms my heart to hear that you are feeling better. I worried about you for a long time.
Hope everyone is well, glad the heat pump is working. I am spoiled that way, I like cool air in the summer.
SS
There is something about a cool house when it is 80 degrees outside - or 95 degrees - that just makes life immensely more pleasant.
What are we doing on page 3?????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
See what happens wne t&l deserts us..
T&l, how are you doing? Did our prayers help?
Please come back.
And why aren't you posting from work anymore? You used to.
Thank God the australian miners have been rescued!
Hi CC,
Hope you are doing well today.
When T&L doesn't react to teasing, I think something is really wrong. We should pray for her.
I've been praying for you too, I hope you don't mind.
What's going on DOWN UNDER?
By now everyone should be well, and happy. Mostly?
C,
I have a friend in Alabama who told me the south will rise again. Is that right?
SS
When T&L doesn't react to teasing, I think something is really wrong.
I DID react to teasing. I told you to take your turn and get in line when you asked if a kick would help my mood...and you
explained!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And if you explain again, I'm going to
hurt you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Oddly enough, cc46, I HAVE felt better the last day or so--less weepy, if not exactly jovial--although I hadn't analyzed it all out until you asked. Thank you all so much, both for the prayers and for cc46's mental prodding.
I'm about ready for a nap, since I had to go to class all morning (mandatory blech) after working all night. HP is home from work with high blood pressure, a headache, and the complaint that it feels like his heart stops when he breathes out. But he won't go to the doctor--"not for just
that"!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> After a brisk argument, during which he budged not a micromillimeter, I told him I'd check to see if he was still alive when I woke up. Cussed, ornery old coot! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And if you explain again, I'm going to hurt you!
Take your turn, and get in line.
SS
Well t&l I hope you have great dreams!
I told you it would work, but we'll keep on praying until you are jovial again, because that's the definition of loving God, and you love Him, don't you?
One of the sentences in the Old Testament which had me laughing for days was:
"Y Moisés llamó a Yavé por el asunto de las ranas".
Now, in english it isn't that funny, at least the way it's translated on some text I found in the but to me it sounds like:
"and Moses called Yaveh about this frog business"
So I reasoned that if God payed attention to Moses when he called him about the frogs, he will answer me when I call him about t&l!
And it's not the only thing He has answered me lately...
Now I have to pray that HP doesn't ruin all our efforts!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And if you explain again, I'm going to hurt you!
Take your turn, and get in line.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Where does it start?
t&l
So I reasoned that if God payed attention to Moses when he called him about the frogs, he will answer me when I call him about t&l!
Didn't Jesus say something like that? "Fear not. Ye are of more value than many frogs." Or maybe it was "sparrows." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I really am going to bed now, but was goofing off first. You've been with me a long time, now. You know my life philosophy. Prioritize
always! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have a friend in Alabama who told me the south will rise again. Is that right?
I think that generally happens first thing in the morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Unless you're a night shift worker, of course...
All right, to bed now--before I'm swept away in a sea of good humor! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes I've been with you since you first started posting and I KNOW that you never go to bed when you say you will!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
have great dreams!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Haaaaa Ha Ha Ha.
You gals are crazy - and I couldnt mean that in a nicer way.
SS
Where does it start?
Between Baker and Yermo north bound on I 15.
Notice everyone wants to get in on it, the traffic is backed up 4 or 5 miles.
I wonder if I could get anyone else to join me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> We could form a caravan. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I guess I should go and see if HP has managed to expire of sheer uncooperativeness during my 1-hr. nap. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I can't WAIT for 5:30, so I can go to sleep for the night!!!
t&l
You could not worry about HP, and let him worry about himself.
I suspect that would not be like you though.
Sweet dreams ........ when you actually get to sleep for the night.
I really hope HP is OK.
NEAK SIS - really, we aren't forgetting about you.
SS
So, are we all in a better mood tonight. BTW, when I showed my 13 yo son my suit - all he could see was the jacket on the hanger - he said it looked great. That boy may learn how to be an affirming man, yet!
There is hope for the world when he can do something like that.
So, tnl, there is hope for you!
Hi everyone! Are we all feeling better today?
Halloo!
I got a cute little preprinted post card from the publisher yesterday.
Dear Author,
This is an update to let you know that your proposal or manuscript is still being evaluated. In this instance, no news is good news. Thank you for your patience as your material continues through our evaluation steps.
You'll continue to receive a post card every two months until we give you our final response.
Sincerely,
The Book Acquisitions Editor
So I guess I am still working my way through the process, which is happy news.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
You'll continue to receive a post card every two months until we give you our final response.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Remember, I'm going to be 70 in
only 12 years. I hope I live to see this to its conclusion!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
At least he put his phone number on there, so you can call him every day and see how he's doing.
*Bright idea*
Better yet, EVERYONE here could call him and ask him how it's going. ROFL!!!
You call him. Tell him the refinance guy didn't hurry up on our loan, and he died!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey t&l, feeling better?????
What were your dreams?
Hey t&l, feeling better?????
Yes, in a semi-morose sort of way. Stagnant. I think that's the right word. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
What dreams? I don't usually remember my sleeping ones unless they're very bad, and wake me up scared. Or are you talking about dreams for life? I'm not sure I have many of those left. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Got called in to work early tonight, so I'll be leaving soon. If I work a 16-hr. shift, the double-time will be nice on payday--not so great tonight, though.
t&l
Just what are we doing on PAGE 3??????????????????????????????????
Thanks T&L, for the book.
NERDBOY AND THE DERVISH just sprinkles the whooooooooooole inside of GP's bathroom with glow juice.
After we got done scolding them, we went in and shut the door to admire for a while because it looks so cool!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> It looks like the flight over Neverland in the Peter Pan ride at Disneyland.
BOYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(I'll try to help keep us off page 3, but everybody's posting so fast these days.)
t&l, you can remember your dreams if you decide to BEFORE you go to sleep. That's what they say...
Neak, it is getting hard to keep us on page 1. Why do people post so much?? At least they could post to only a couple of threads....
My 87 yr old friend is loving your book! Saw her yesterday and she has finished the other book I lent her and is now reading yours. I'm sure she'll have more to say.
After we got done scolding them, we went in and shut the door to admire for a while because it looks so cool!!!
I hope you didn't tell them it looked cool or you're going to have a whole house that resembles Las Vegas at night! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am about to finish reading Christiaan Barnard's autobiography which was written in 1969, I think. Oh, I do believe I must be getting old...... That's not good news but it is good news.
I bet half the people here don't know he he was.
Just as with the fleeting pleasures of sin, the glow is all gone from the walls, and now it's true character as just a bathroom is shown. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
CC, thanks for the update on your friend. That's just what I love to hear! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Most of the children are still asleep. Neaksis came over so they all could watch Ice Princess. Now we are all hoping there is an Ice Princess II soon. It was so fyoot.
Hi gang
been very quiet for a while, just feeling down and wanted to cling to Aussie for a while. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I hope all are ok as I haven't even read here for days & days so I've been skimming <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Really great they got those last two miners out in Tasmania. Working in a mine is not the safest job in the world.
Though I notice the vultures are already circling the families to get exclusives <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Neak that bathroom is a MUST for all families ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
tl glad you are feeling a bit better and I loved that well I'll come see if you are alive later then crack!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Men are such babies sometimes. Just MENTION Prostate to my dad and he goes fishing for a week <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But seriously tl the silly man should get that checked out.
Sic Neaksis & Neak on him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
he can get his prostate done as well then!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
HI AW!!!!!!! So happy to hear from you.
Maybe I should write a marital help book: "Intimacy in the Bathroom". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Followed by the sequel: "Intimacy in the Bathroom: More Than Just Sex".
Ah, the kiddies are finally getting up after their wild party last night, so it's back to mom duty for me. {{{{{{AW}}}}}}}}} I know this has been hard for you. (Thanks to your mum.)
mum talks too much lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, please tell my big brother that I miss you guys achingingly.
I also want to know what's for supper.
(it's all about the food)
t&l, you can remember your dreams if you decide to BEFORE you go to sleep. That's what they say...
I didn't actually decide to remember anything, but retained snippets anyway. The power of suggestion! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> What it says about my psyche is indecipherable...
(1) I witnessed a shooting down the street, which I noticed when I heard the shot, and saw the person fall to the sidewalk with a little puff of smoke rising into the air; and when I woke up I was trying to get away before anybody knew I saw them. After I walked around the corner and hid briefly in a tree, I was asked if I wanted to spend a few days being a cowboy and herding cattle. AND I WAS CONSIDERING IT!!!!!!!!! Just to escape. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
(2) HP said he'd put in a bid on some country property so we could move. To South Dakota. In the winter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
No wonder I ordinarily don't bother to remember this stuff.
t&l
You could not worry about HP, and let him worry about himself.
I don't worry about him much--certainly not enough to sit up for hours ready to perform instantaneous CPR on someone too stubborn to drive 6 miles down the road to see the Dr., when what I
really needed was a nap. Although I would've accomanied him (instead of sleeping), or even driven him there, if he'd wanted to go, but not alone. He's an ex-Army medic. l year in an evacaution hospital intensive care unit near Saigon. He's seen and done medical things which I will never run across in my life...at least, not if I'm
lucky. Not going to the physician, when you're 60 and have as many things wrong with you as he does...well, there's only so much vicarious fretting I can do over a man like that, who's absolutely adamant about calling his own shots and won't listen to anybody--not even when he asks for my opinion. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. He was back to normal by evening. Come to think of it, he was being
normal when he refused to be sensible, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Christiaan Barnard--I bet half the people here don't know he he was.
Pioneering heart transplant surgeon. From South Africa, I think. How old
are we, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Just as with the fleeting pleasures of sin, the glow is all gone from the walls, and now it's true character as just a bathroom is shown. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I try to keep reminding myself of that every time I have to go potty at YOUR house. "Just a bathroom," I keep saying. "It's just a bathroom. Toilet. Tub. Magazines. Shower. Getting dizzy now. Hold on, Other Susan the Stupid, you're almost done.
Sink. Ga-a-a-a-a-ah! I'm blind. I'm blind. Somebody come and wipe me and get me out of here! Help. Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t/l, I can stop praying for you!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I can see you{re much better.
Now, when you have more experience dreaming you{ll see that you will coordinate things a lot better <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thanks T&L, for the book.
Neak says we need a book club. I agree. Anything to keep her out of the bathroom and off that sink. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I've got another you might like, Believer. I'll make it available after I finish and the girls get a chance at it. It's written by the military chaplain who accompanied the first wave of Marines into Iraq, and whose friend was the first fatality of the war. It brought tears to my eyes several times at work last night, which was kind of a little bit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> because I was sitting with the other nurses at the time and didn't want anybody to notice. But he quoted so many familiar Bible texts about trusting God when we can't see the future (my big bugaboo right now, don'cha know? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />), and in a way that was profoundly moving to me...because certainly their Unknown was bigger and darker than mine will ever be, and yet he encouraged them to walk in faith, in spite of their circumstances.
Not about a pacifist, it's true. But about a man with a real, living, vital faith, who took God at His word, and believed in His sovereignty, when believing was hard. I believe it's called
A Table in the Presence. If that's not right, I'll correct it later. It just made me realize again, with heavy conviction, that if I want to go forward, I'm just going to have to boot myself into the blackness, and proceed with faith in the promises of God, instead of spending my time and energy dithering around about all those incomprehensible details. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t/l, I can stop praying for you!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I can see you{re much better.
Be careful about quitting too soon, cc46. We don't want to have any premature intercession cessation around here, now do we?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I said, once long ago during the Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, that one of my predominant characteristics was
resilience. And it's true. But even the most massive, enduring rock can eventually be worn away by the relentless pounding of the waves...and I've just been swamped. However, it does seem that I've at least temporarily surfaced for a little oxgyen, which is good...because I was rapidly going from hypoxia to anoxia down there. In fact, it's been so turbulent for me that I didn't, even submerged for all that time, see a single shark from the Pool of Introspection. When even your sharks are swept away, that's some rough water!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I've been very quiet for a while, just feeling down and wanted to cling to Aussie for a while. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
No, not crazy. At least not because of
that!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Really great they got those last two miners out in Tasmania.
They had a photo, in our local paper, of them walking out of the mine with their beards, and their big, BIG smiles. Also a diagram of the cage where they spent the last 2 wks. At 4 feet in height, even
I would've felt cramped. That was very exciting. It's always nice when an impending disaster is diverted, and ends well.
tl glad you are feeling a bit better and I loved that well I'll come see if you are alive later then crack!!
I do feel better, (don't ask me why--I don't know), even though I've solved absolutely nothing. Maybe it's because my maiden name was "Day" and I can only tolerate so much night...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
he can get his prostate done as well then!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Right. If he won't go for his blood pressure and his heart and his purple-y, swelling legs and his gastric reflux, add in a prostate check. THAT'LL get him to go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Why didn't I think of it sooner?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
mum talks too much lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How can you
say such a thing about that nice, chatty lady? Who tells us stuff. When you're, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, busy...
t&l
Next thing you know, Neak's gonna be saying that I, OtherSusan the Human Sphinx, talk too much, too!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And who on earth will believe that? Well, besides everybody, I mean...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Thanks T&L,
Thanks for letting us know you are doing better.
Thanks for the offers to help.
You are much appriciated.
SS
I'm glad your grandson is better. Is it a secret that you have a new grandbaby? Not any more, I guess! If he went home with his mama, I'm thinking you don't have to worry much about any long-term issues. The longer I do obstetrics, the more convinced I become that it's a miracle that anybody is ever born alive...there are just so many things that can go wrong. Problems with the umbilical cord rank right up there at the top of potential difficulties. Dillon died from a cord accident. I think babies play Loop-de-loop in there with their cords, a lot of the time, and it's very common to have the cord wrapped around something at the time of birth. The most times around the neck that's ever happened at my hospital was 7. I've seen 4 or 5--can't remember which--and the MD just kept unwinding and unwinding. I'm amazed we survive, whenever I think about it. But if they were worried that he still had health issues because of it, he'd still be in the hospital. From my perspective, admittedly somewhat distant, things are looking good. Congratulations.
t&l
Hi, Kimmy--You don't want to know about my food. I think I'm going to have cereal and milk. AW's mum sounds like a much better bet for you. But I think you already figured that out. It's a good thing HP knows how to cook. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I can hear the baby owls in my attic. I thought they were supposed to sleep in the daytime!
]I'm glad your grandson is better. Is it a secret that you have a new grandbaby? Not any more, I guess!
I tend to be clamish some times. Especially when others have had heartache associated with this same thing.
No, it's not a secret. I don't know if you got any details yet, they were supposed to come from another source. That other source claims she has been busy. I can't imagine why.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
If he went home with his mama, I'm thinking you don't have to worry much about any long-term issues.
I didn't get all the details (even now) but I think they just had him on oxyegen and after a while he was doing fine, so they took him to his mother and she nursed him, and the level didn't drop much so they figured he would be OK.
I got to hold him yesterday and he seems fine, but so small.
The longer I do obstetrics, the more convinced I become that it's a miracle that anybody is ever born alive...there are just so many things that can go wrong.
It truely is a miracle. In so many ways.
................ But if they were worried that he still had health issues because of it, he'd still be in the hospital. From my perspective, admittedly somewhat distant, things are looking good. Congratulations.
Thank you so much.
Really, it is good to see you upbeat again. I still want to talk to you though, and to CC, ............
One of these first days.
SS
After every flight, Qantas pilots fill out a form, called a "gripe sheet,"
which tells mechanics about problems with the aircraft. The mechanics correct
the problems, document their repairs on the form, and then pilots review
the gripe sheets before the next flight.
Here are some actual maintenance complaints submitted by Qantas' pilots
(marked with (P); and the solutions recorded (marked with an S)
by maintenance engineers.
FYI: Qantas is the only major airline that has never had an accident.
*************************************************
P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement.
S: Almost replaced left inside main tire.
P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough.
S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.
P: Something loose in cockpit.
S: Something tightened in cockpit.
P: Dead bugs on windshield.
S: Live bugs on back-order.
P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear.
S: Evidence removed.
P: DME volume unbelievably loud.
S: DME volume set to more believable level.
P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick.
S: That's what they're for.
P: IFF inoperative.
S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode.
P: Suspected crack in windshield.
S: Suspect you're right.
P: Number 3 engine missing.
S: Engine found on right wing after brief search.
P: Aircraft handles funny.
S: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious.
P: Target radar hums.
S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics.
P: Mouse in cockpit.
S: Cat installed.
P: Noise coming from under instrument panel, sounds like a midget pounding on something with a hammer.
S: Took hammer away from midget
Finally got the mess cleaned up last night. The dear, dear Dervish clogged the toilet and then tried to fix it himself. When I came into my room, he stood naked in the door of the bathroom, saying, "Don't come in here, Momma."
When I went in, the first thing I saw was matches all over the floor. I walked over to them, scolding about fire danger all the while, and splashed right into the sewage all over the floor.
Wow, it takes a long time to clean up that kind of mess.
Then I asked him, "What do we do when we plug up the toilet?"
He thought for a second. "Fix it ourselves?"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
FYI: Qantas is the only major airline that has never had an accident
and thats why I'll travel only by Qantas unless there is no alternative. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I do NOT recommend 9 hours with 2 small children and breast feeding a third on a military transport ... the kids had fun I suppose between the 'I hate you' & 'no I hate you first's' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
10.30pm & Aussie may be home soon I hope. Mum is singing to Mikey because he won't sleep and you know my mum, always carries out a threat! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> lol heh heh
I wonder if there is a 7-11 chemist still open to buy some ear plugs <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SS is a grandpa? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> congrats!
AW, I miss you. How are you and Aussie? I don't have time to keep up with this thread anymore. Please pop in to Idiotville or the minis with an update.
Hey Faithful, this one was number five. Number 6 due in Aug.
It's kinda fun. Just like T&L - she can take the Dervish for a while, and when she gets tired of him, give him back to Neak.
Our oldest two are two weeks apart, and turned two years old in March.
Hi everyone !!!
CC, do I need to get back on your thread, and ask more questions? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I still want updates on how Faithful is doing - but I don't want to pry. Where is your effort going right now?
Can you continue for a while at the level of progress you are making now?
Hi Neak - I see life hasn't slowed down any. I think you'll handle it ok though.
SS
Hi SS, and gang! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
No don't go over to my thread. I'm in Scarlett O'Hara mode: I'll think about things tomorrow.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Today's WH's 50th birthday. He's in Europe with OW.
I sent him a mesage to his cell phone (he has roaming). We actually don't know WHERE he is, because he doesn't seem to be able to tell the girls...
Anyway, that's about all the exciting news for today.
Congrats on the grandchildren!
I think I like him better when he's cranky! He's hovering! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I guess he should think he's dying more often. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> He's been coming in in the evening and standing over my shoulder while I play Text Twist, giving me suggestions, rubbing my lumpy neck and shoulder muscles, and then cracking my neck--which is permanently in bad shape from an accident with a stupid drunk driver about 8-9 years ago. Actually, that part of it's fun. Today he wanted me to come in to town at lunch and eat with him (50 mile round trip), but I suggested going out for pizza this evening when he gets home. So we're going out to eat. What is this world coming to, anyway? And don't get all mushy on me about this. It's definitely better than squabbling, but he still almost always refuses to do anything I actually want him to, or request from him. I don't get it, but I get that I don't get it! Get it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Time for me to turn in....huge lingering headache.....think it is weather/sinus related.
Poor Cinders. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> Allergies are the pits.
Got a full day of cleaning and grocery shopping ahead of me, woohoo! I know it's time to go shopping when I even run out of potatoes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
morning to all
see I'm getting used to your reverse times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
well update on little 'ms I can handle it'.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I came over a few nights ago, about 8.30, let myself in & called out for AW - nothing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
So I walk through the house - nothing but sleeping Michael the lights a on
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Sliding door open to the back and there I find her. She is sitting on a crate in the shed just cying, well weeping would be more accurate.
All these terrible thoughts were going through my mind - well mums do that a lot the older you get <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Anyway what happened was that she had emptied the shed and found our little Peter's gym & swing set, you know those things with a side and hoops and climbing things, She used to spend hours with Peter and the kids playing on it.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
How any days she has been doing this I don't know, but it explains a bit. So she has finaly agreed to talk with Aussie and tell him why she has been so remote - of course I wouldn't call it backmail just a smart thing to do the silly !!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I swear that between 3 of the 4 kids & grumpy they are turning my hair WHITE <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Please give your daughter a hug for me, Mum. I am still tripping on little jammies and socks, every once in a while. It is not as acute as for poor AW, probably because it is much worse to stumble across something to which memories are attatched, instead of just hopes.
{{{{{{{{AW}}}}}}}}}}
{{{{{{{{{{{Mum too, because it must hurt you terribly to see her suffer}}}}}}}}}}}
Thankyou Neak.
big hugs and cuddles <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I do very very much feel for my little girl - she is my baby still even if a wife & mum for so many years - as I also do feel for you and your H and family.
How do you measure such pain? I can't either for you or my D.
I suppose that sadly for both of you that such reminders will appear time to time and we can only hug you and encourage you to talk to your H and sisters and us mum's.
But AW HAS to stop keeping it all in and pretending it is all ok. Aussie is here even if doing 15 hr days, he is there for her but she has to let him in. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
There are times I just want to shake some sense into her!!
She can just be so bloody stubborn!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of course I have NO idea where she gets such traits from ????
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Grumpy, he's a man, its his fault. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I love your daugher and her husband, AWMum.
Tell them for me that I'm thinking of them.
- Kimmy
May everyone find peace this weekend. Peace in your lives, and peace in your hearts.
And no Neak, I don't hope the Dervish meets with and accident.
Peace despite the turmoil.
SS
The Dervish doesn't "meet" with accidents. Much too genteel. He leaps upon them, tackles them, and forcibly bears them to the ground. And then leaves them lying helpless, bruised, and defeated, in the dust! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW's mum--give that girl a hug (or several) from all of us. Wish there was more we could do to help. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hello tl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I do hope your own black dog is not barking too loudly - I usually beat mine over the head with chocolate aniseed and roasted macadamia's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />- and then blame grumpy for everything. Feel a lot better then.
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Well the good news is that she had a long tearful talk with Aussie this morning. Now she is all cow eyes with him so don't expect any sense from that direction for the day <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Kinda sickly sweet if you ask me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I think he has come up with a very good response actually - he surprises me at times - he has suggested that they give that damn swing set to a young family in his regiment who have little - so that another young soul will find enjoyment in it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
AW actually seems to find comfort in that thought.
I don't think she could face Michael using it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I wouldn't want to say I pushed her into the room to speak to Aussie - but almost <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
GAWD ... bloody kids. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm so glad to hear that. I have been praying for her for a long time. It would be wonderful for a child to enjoy it.
Only time will tell if I am now technologically adept, or just plain inept. (There is at least some ineptitude, as I accidentally signed myself in twice, and now can't figure out how to get back to the first user account, the one with all the power.)
So anyway, the computer savvy see if you can make this work. I have tried, and haven't been able to open any of the songs myself.
My Songs, I Hope Once you're in, click on Documents.
If it works, #5 is my favorite.
hello neak and tl and believer and cc and ss and !! have I left ANYONE out? oh yes young adopted dd kimbers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak I can't get into your documents to see your fav songs!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> is it because I'm not a MSM member like all my grandkids???
I'll use one of their names if thats required? Look at all the secrets I could discover!! hehehehe
I'll send you one of AW's most fav songs the last 4 weeks - well now I know why <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - my grandson- the 7 year old showed me how to send things like PMP3 or MP something files ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
well you know what I mean I hope! ok well I will TRY anyway
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ok, aw is so much happier tonight, and the kids bought her a cappacino machine for Mothers Day which is tomorrow - Sunday - for us here. She has been hugged and loved and cuddled so much that I think she's going into smother load <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and Michael is so smiley with all the happy faces around - I always say you cannot fool babies and dogs, when you are unhappy they just KNOW!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Aussie arrived home early - only did 10 hours <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> -
smelled like an overfilled outhouse by the way phewwwww!! - I'm NOT asking what they are training in or for - he might tell me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, washed & sterilised he cooked us all fried chicken and fresh chips which was yummy!! Well ANY meal I don't cook is usually ok <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh, my big GD- AW's dd - has started as a mentor at Lumen Christi College doing some after hours work on Friday nights with many children across the local area who go to state schools and dont get much chance to learn about Our Lord and the faith.
Lumen Christi is a Catholic Co-educational College situated in the foothills of the Darling Ranges in Martin, near Gosnells, WA. They have this really picturesque setting and some wonderful facilities, spread over approximately 20 hectares - about 50 acres in real measurements - of land. School was NOT like this in my day - yes yes Aussie I used to go by horse & buggy snigger snigger ha ha - ok happy now? Isn't he a right little so & so ??
Anyway they do sports and jewellery making, dancing, hanging with friends and learn little things at the the same time like this weeks subject was what respect is and why respect is both something to expect and give to others.
Many have never even gone to church for whatever reasons so they are gentle in the prayer making, just simple things before they start and when they finish.
They also leave little message around the various areas like in the indoor soccer stadium they had
"I am the light of the world, anyone who follows me will not be walking in the dark, but will have the light of life." John 9:12
Sooner or later a few stop & read it - or sadly have to ask someone like my GD to read it to them - and ask what it means.
GOT EM!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And the kids have been loving the attention and the discipline frankly.
They have a whole lot of very experienced child & youth workers who also do a lot of street work. Bess says she is learning so much as well and asked 'OMG surely I wasn't such a little know it all B****h??'
Nanna just smiled at her Mamma on that one !
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We all went through those stages, its only as you get older you realise how little you really know!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well as we are on Bess, no word on her Travelling Soldiers return yet. They talk most days and email as well and if he's telling the truth - of course soldiers in this family don't lie do they ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - he's not being shot at or anything and its boring as! Pretty good news if you ask me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Don't you think I was VERY restrained with the smiley faces????
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ok Neak here are the words to the song AW says is helpful - it seems to comfort her when she gets upset and starts thinking too much -
because I cant work out how to send those document files yet, and I thought I did the song file ok, but it wasn't!!
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Cootamundra wattle
Don't go lookin' through that old camphor box woman,
You know those old things only make you cry.
When you dream upon that little bunny rug
It makes you think that life has passed you by
There are days when you wish the world would stop woman,
But then you know some wounds would never heal
But when I browse the early pages of the children
It's then I know exactly how you feel.
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
For all at once my childhood never left me
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again
It's Sunday and you should stop the worry woman,
Come out here and sit down in the sun
Can't you hear the magpies in the distance?
Don't you feel the new day has begun?
Can't you hear the bees making honey woman,
In the spotted gums where the bellbirds ring?
You might grow old and bitter cause you missed it,
You know some people never hear such things
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
For all at once my childhood never left me
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again
Don't buy the daily papers any more woman,
Read all about what's going on in h3ll.
They don't care to tell the world of kindness,
Good news never made a paper sell.
There's all the colours of the rainbow in the garden woman,
And symphonies of music in the sky.
Heaven's all around us if you're looking,
But how can you see it if you cry.
Hey it's July and the winter sun is shining
And the Cootamundra wattle is my friend
For all at once my childhood never left me
'Cause wattle blossoms bring it back again.
AWMum, that is an awesome song, very moving.
Maybe when the 7yo comes over again he can show you how to send it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm pretty sure you have to sign in to MSN to be able to access the files, so try your borrowed login and see if you can open them. I made it in ok, but when I clicked on open the document, it would never open. Maybe it's just me, I dunno.
That is so neat about the outreach for the underprivileged children!
Keep the songs coming please!!!!!!!
I need them. I have to find some nice stuff to sing in english.
I haven't been able to HEAR any yet though!
Cootamundra wattle looks wonderful!
I did it !! I sent it !!
well I think I did <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
cc if you wish the music file I can send it to a email address , well maybe we'd better wait for Neaks report first !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Of course!
I need songs to sing TO MYSELF of course. I do that all day, but Im getting bored with the ones I know and they are allin spanish.
my e mail is [email]msvg22@adinet.com.uy.[/email]
Thanks
I have a really Aussie song which has been & is a favourite of the troops overseas. Its one of the few songa I've ever seen Aussie sing along with. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Though you REALLY would want to avoid experiencing that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You may need some terms explained though first <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
• Smoko
To 'knock off for a smoko' is to have a break for a coffee, tea or cigarette.
• True Blue
Steadfast loyal Australian soldier who displays the Aussie ideals of a fair go for all, mateship, having a go, and solving problems.
• Fair Dinkum
Virtually the same as True Blue - honest, reliable, trustworthy, dinki-di; someone who has embraced the Aussie attitudes to everything, especially mateship. 'Are you fair dinkum?' means 'are you telling the truth?'
I have to admit loving this song soppy or not!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
True Blue
Hey True Blue, don't say you've gone
Say you've knocked off for a smoko
And you'll be back later on
Hey True Blue, Hey True Blue
Give it to me straight
Face to face
Are you really disappearing,
Just another dying race,
Hey True Blue.
True Blue, is it me and you?
Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo?
Is it standing by your mate
When he's in a fight?
Or is it just vegemite?
True Blue, I'm asking you...
Hey True Blue, can you bear the load?
Will you tie it up with wire,
Just to keep the show on the road?
Hey True Blue,
Hey True Blue, now be Fair Dinkum
Is your heart still there?
If they sell us out like sponge cake
Do you really care?
Hey True Blue.
True Blue, is it me and you?
Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo?
Is it standing by your mate
When she's in a fight?
Or just vegemite?
True Blue, I'm asking you...
True Blue, is it me and you?
Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo?
Is it standing by your mate
When he's in a fight?
Or just vegemite?
True Blue ... True Blue.
neak, i wasn't able to listento your songs either!
The Fair Dinkum song is so funny, and yet sad.
Your file arrived, and I will have to have AJ unzip it for me.
Agh! I will have to have someone who knows what they're doing look at it and tell me where I went wrong. I would be so much more proud of myself for getting them on there at last, if only it did any good.
I am totally disgusted with my MIL right now. I overheard part of a conversation the Princess was having with her, in which the Princess said very sweetly and solemnly, "God didn't let you down - you let Him down."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
When she got off the phone I asked her what she was talking with Grandma about. She said Grandma had said God let her down, and that ever since she lived here in CA and came over to our house, that she has felt unwelcome.
Firstly, I can't even believe she dragged that old dead hobbyhorse out again and rode it. She has been sniping at AJ off and on our whole marriage about this. He just ignores her, being well aware of the effort I have gone to in being kind and loving to her after she has smeared me and slammed me to him, and to every member of AJ's family that she speaks to. At least when she speaks to them. (She does spend an awful lot of time not speaking to each of them, by turns. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
But to put my dear, sweet, innocent, gentle 7yo daughter in the middle of her petty squabbles is the outside of enough!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Oh where is the thundering emoticon when I need it? Grrrrrrrr.
If it continues, I will have no choice but to forbid the Princess to call her grandmother. I hope, for the sake of my sweetie, that it doesn't come to that. She loves to talk to her grandma by the hour. But I will not have adult burdens laid needlessly on her shoulders.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Other than that, I'm having a lovely day, though.
Bummer that the grandmother didn't have any more sense than that.....some people just don't get it. I bet that woman doesn't like herself...can't love others if you don't like yourself.
AMum, I think Aussie's idea was great - AWs peace of mind is worth the price of replacing some items. Sometimes the triggers for our emotions can be so small. If I could, I would come over and help you clear out some things if it would help her. But that is not very financially feasible.
Hey, anyone looking for a sweet fellow to take your mind off your troubles?
I can personally vouch for this guy.....he is tall, dark, handsome, has soulful eyes, soft wavy hair, will be loyal and loving, won't tell you that your clothes make you look fat or that your hair is turning gray. He is everything you could ask for. I will serve as a reference for him.
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Hi all
Happy Mothers Day to all the mums even if its not the day where you are! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I got hugs, kisses and flowers and a new digital phone system with 3 handsets, I think there was supposed to be a message in that one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />, and wonderful cappuccino machine so I can have real coffee's at last. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Of course the hugs & kisses would have been more than enough <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My sisters & brother are due any moment to see mum, don't want to mess up her kitchen which is where we all seem gather <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We got mum flowers, chocolates and a lunch for her & 3 friends at a seaside cafe which she loves. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Dad even came home from work early, showered and dressed up and has even SMILED at us all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I do pray & wish that you all have a great day, that your kids will let you know they love you. That is really the only thing thats important. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Just got scared to death....heard a horrible noise outside. Heard it several times.
Finally, got worried and ran to the front door.....didn't see anything at first.....but I heard the noise again......first thought was it was one of my cats injured....so I called the cats and heard nothing and saw nothing.....
Then I saw a coyote run across the street and stop and look at me....
So, I called the cats again.
The coyote stood still....then ran on and stopped and looked at me...
I came back inside and opened the door to my basement - there was one cat....Felt better....
went downstairs
and, to my relief, there was our cat that hides from us most of the time.
I was scared to pieces but now I'm not.
The end of a great day - dog is safe, cats are safe, children are safe. Whew!!!!! Life is good.
Update on the music: Neakbro may have figured out a way to do this. I'll get back to you if he does. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You were right, C, it was the MP3 problem. Neakbro fixed it and stuck it online.
So I will post the link, but first the disclaimer. He really meant to be helpful, and I am so appreciative, but he just put all the songs on the CD on there, including several which have some very <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> notes in them. Bad enough that I would not voluntarily play them for my own mother, never mind the public at large. So listen at your own risk, I am not responsible for any resulting eardrum perforation. If memory serves, tracks 1, 5, 9, 10, and 15 are all reasonably ok. 5 is my favorite. All right, disclaimer over.
I will exercise my powers of censorship as soon as he shows me how.
Music
I can hear!!!!!!!! lovely!!!
BTW, I was meaning to tell you guys that on saturday night I dreamt that Flard had a thread here! It's not true is it?
Neak,
Wonderful!
Check your email for an additional suggestion.
~ Cissy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hey gang. I haven't kept up on MB in several months--I've been too overwhelmed, but I still figured that it was the easiest way to get ahold of the family!
Thndr and Neak, you have an urgent email in your inbox. Flard is unravelling.
Hi gellnjen. Unraveling in a bad way or a good way?
both bad and good. I am wondering if he's semi-suicidal right now?
But it will be the first time he has actually shown emotion and admitting he's got problems, and wants help. From me. He wrote pages and pages that I just finished reading, and frankly, I'm shook up, pretty darn bad. I can't seem to stop crying either, and I have to get a grip since I'm at work!
This seems like the break-through of the century for him.
Can you call and talk to him???? I would be very worried.
Where's the rest of the Neak clan????
He apparently wrote this letter yesterday, so he's stable enough for now, I hope. I have a long drive to Spokane today, so I am going to call him this evening on my way there. I think he's suicidal in the sense that if he doesn't have some sort of a break-through, he cannot imagine living like this the rest of his life, and it would be easier for him to end it than to continue on like he has been. But I think he's ok at this moment... even in spite of being really depressed. He is searching, and looking for affirmation.
Teach me to weedeat....I come back in and my house is covered in cake mix and portentious news is popping up all over.
Checking my email.
Whew, Neak is on the scene with her cape of power.
New update, as of five minutes ago, he just responded back to my VERY long email:
"While in a sense, I've not really cared what people thought of me, that's because there was always someone who I knew cared and that was enough. But when nobody cares, despite my best efforts to be a really good person, it's kind of like being the sort of atheist you were raised to fear. If I only exist and matter to myself, then there is no worth and it's like floating around in space, just like if there is no god then there is no right or wrong. I can just pretend to be whatever I feel like being, which counts for nothing at all. So no, it really isn't possible to completely disregard your value to other people without negating your value to yourself.
And thanks infinity for caring. I'm really sorry if anything I say messes with your mind at all, but when I'm this close to the edge I really need to do what it takes to keep whatever shreds of my insanity are still intact.
And no, suicide just won't happen. The last Harry Potter book won't be out for at least a year or more.
Anyway hugs and flowers.
~Flard
Wowie. But that was NOTHING in comparison to the other stuff. And he's not the type of person to just exaggerate or b.s. If he says something, he REALLY MEANS IT.
p.s. Neak, I need to run to an appointment in ten minutes, but when you discuss this with your mom, discuss the possibility of me flying out to see him June 7th to talk to him face to face. I really want to just go and hug him and tell him it will be all right.
And then I want to have the biggest cry fiesta with him, and just go through a catharsis of the past three or four years of ****** and get it done and over with.
Sadly, my cape of power is at the cleaners. I was absolutely furious about the cake mix. The trail starts at the pantry, goes across the kitchen, through the dining room, then splits, with one trail going across my clean laundry and into the bathroom, and the other across the living room and out the front door, including a liberal dusting on the front doorknob. I will just be honest and confess that I pretty well lost it.
And then to come in and clean myself up (still not up to doing the cake mix quite yet), and find this scary wonderful news - wow.
Well, Jen, you keep loving and we'll keep praying. "The way of the transgressor is hard." When you have a tough life here, and nothing to look forward to afterwards, it's anything but easy. Insects just do not fill that God-shaped hole.
I've got to run over to Neaksis' house to give her my check (2nd royalty advance, woohoo, even if it is only $250 because we had to split it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />) so I will tell her.
TTFAM
yeah. And so I feel like I'm going through a mini-melt-down myself.
Rachel had her baby Friday. THey transported her to Spokane because they said huge complications, high risk, yadda yadda. A c-section later, baby pronounced fine and dandy.
Got a call ten minutes ago. Mom and Rachel stranded in Spokane. Rachel having an emotional melt-down. I'm leaving in half hour to drive furiously over there to pick them up, find a place for the three of us to spend the night at, fix everything.
Planning a huge Amnesty International event this Thursday while in D.C.
Missing almost a week of classes on the quarter system.
Flard issue--the toughest one of them all.
I could use a few prayers.
Ciao bellas. Love to all. I'm fine.
{{{{{{{{{Jen}}}}}}}}}}}}} You are a nicer person than I would be. You will need lots of extra hugs being closted with that person and her squalling infant. I would not be able to do it.
Have a safe trip, and let me know when would be good for one of us to call you.
Wow !
Prayers continue.
SS
Oh Neak -
Maybe they were pretending the cake mix was gunpowder. What's on the other end of the trail?
SS
Remember, it branched. At one end, the toilet, at the other, the Great Outdoors.
Glad they ran out, I can tell you from personal experiance that blowing up the toilet is not pretty.
I keep having to supress a chuckle.
Sorry.
SS
Please understand, I'm not laughing at you. I know how hard it is - remember - we have eight.
It's just memories coming back.......... I think.
It's funny when we sit around at family dinners, and tell the stories 15 years later.
I promise, it will be for you too.
For now though, prayers continue, and I hope you don't get too worn out. I still worry about that.
For you, and for all the Mom's and Mum's out there who never get enough rest, or enough help. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
At least you get enough exercise. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
There is no human cape of power big enough for this one. My visit with Flard was lovely, at least on the surface, but one of the reasons I came back so very sad was because I could see the emptiness and sterility of his life and his plans for the future, and it seemed as though he could not. He was surrounded by people who admired him for the things he could do, but who really didn't have any deep love for the man himself. They tell him how wonderful he is, and smart, and talented, and blahblahblahblah...and I was reminded of the Bible passage warning of those who say "Peace, peace, when there is no peace." I believe Jesus is coming soon, and there is a world to be prepared for His coming, and my son was out saving one kind of frog from another kind of frog.
I promise, Gell, I did not say anything provoking to him that entire weekend, and I nearly herniated myself in the process, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> We have a friend whose son has gone deeply astray. She has admonished him and scolded him and advised him and nagged him right out of her life. And now she's depressed because he doesn't want to see her or talk to her. When I visited Flard, I tried to take my own advice to her, and just love him and enjoy being with him without preaching or being disapproving. I thought I'd pulled it off--didn't even cry seriously until after he'd left me at the airport--and he really seemed to enjoy having someone pay attention only to him for several days. I mean, he was the 3rd kid. It was hard for him to get a lot of undivided attention back in the olden days!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I visited with him yesterday on the way to work. Just idle chitchat. I'll visit with him again today--same thing. Tell him I love him. I've been doing this for a long time now, against my natural inclination to try and intervene...just trusting God to do the serious talking and the heavy lifting for me. This is still a surprise, though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Kinda like the early church praying for Peter to be rescued from prison and execution in the morning, and then when the angel set him free, and he showed up at the door, nobody believe it was Peter, because everybody knew he was in prison!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
If you get online and see this, know that I'm taking your phone # to work, and will try and call you this evening. However, you may not want to visit around your mom and the new mother. I have always thought it would be great for you to maintain whatever contact with Flard you were able to handle for yourself, since every strand of affection that binds him to others from his former life, is one more tie to keep him from drifting away entirely. If you think you can deal with the emotional fallout of a visit, you know we'll certainly support you...but you'll also probably have a lot of opposition from your family that you're going to have to be tough enough to take, in addition to your own emotional upheaval of revisiting the man who has hurt you so badly. That's a heaping big plateful of potential trauma, Sweetie, and if you decided to do it, you will need to go into it with not only your own prayers (however badly you think you're doing right now, prayer-wise), but with the prayers of everybody else we can possibly think of to join us in interceding for you--before, during, and after your visit.
My status is no longer QUO!!!!!!!!!!! I can't deal with all of this. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I don't know whether to hope it's busy at work tonight so I can put all this aside until my head can wrap around it a bit better, or quiet, so that I don't have to pretend to a patient that I'm compassionate and concerned and really care about her pain! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
my prayers will be with all of you!
Oh, in the commotion I almost forgot. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />:) Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.
SS, I'm too afraid to ask about the toilet.
And mine will, also. What's really funny is - I spend a lot of time praying for people here whose names I don't even know. But, God knows.
You know, I've decided that life is a never-ending succession of challenges. You get over one, rest a bit, and another one comes along. If you aren't stressed out over something big, then something is coming around the bend and you need to enjoy the rest before you get to the next 'growth opportunity'.
"nonisexperience moderator "
Neak, I nearly didn't check this because I don't even OPEN porn messages in my e mail account!
sexperience..... ummmmmm
SS, I'm too afraid to ask about the toilet.
Why? Is the dinosaur eating M&Ms out of it again?
No MnMs. Only cake mix.
CC, I am laughing and hanging my head in shame, lol. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis is still chortling unbearably. "Oh, Neak, that is so...you!" AJ says we can alter it somehow. I hope so!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
"nonisexperience moderator "
Neak, I nearly didn't check this because I don't even OPEN porn messages in my e mail account!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I almost didn't read it myself, for the very same reason!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Until I called her and pointed it out, I don't think she'd noticed it yet...although her husband had and sent her an email saying, "I can help you with that HA HA HA." I just felt my heart
sink... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hi you guys
hey neak I opened that laughing thinking it sounded a sex ed course !! lol
But I refrained from asking for instructions!! hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
mum loves to give free advice <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
If your mother is to be believed, you and Aussie are more likely to be giving instructions than you are to be receiving them. Surely you're not suggesting we can't believe your MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
oh my <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
mum talks WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY to much <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Its just on 2.00am and Aussie is still not home ... I'm exhausted and have to work tomorrow, but happy enough <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'd be a whole lot happier when he's home though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well I'm really praying for your boy tl and I wish he will start on the path 'home' to those who love him.
we don't discuss the 'GOD' issue these days here as Aussie doesn't want to bother with 'that crap' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I have learnt patience on this issue .. I'll wait and encourage as the opportunity arises <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
hey he's home!! hot choc and cuddles time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> well .... AFTER he showers ..... twice <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I don't necessarily think you should discuss "the God issue." The Holy Spirit is much better at it than you (or me or anybody else). He always says the right thing. He always picks the right time. He comes in the full force of Omnipotent Divinity, which makes Him much harder to ignore than a mere wife or mother...to name just a few of His advantages. I think our job is to love the occasionally-unlovable, without conditions, and without wavering, letting the testimony of a life faithfully lived speak louder than any mere words could ever do. I think you're doing that, and 1 Peter 3:1 promises a reward to those who do.
But it's hard to keep quiet sometimes (always?), isn't it?. I'm thinking of having my lips stitched shut! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And those weird sounds you hear? My gaskets blowing...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Look what I found (remember?):
I wore a shirt to work yesterday that says "Lord, Keep Your Arm Around My Shoulder, And Your Hand Over My Mouth."
I want one!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
What a stunningly-delightful half hr. I've just spent with my husband. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> It happened like this. I've told you before that he refuses to help around the house. I do what I can, farm out what I can to someone who can, and ignore the rest...and believe me, there's a lot to ignore. I never invite anybody over. I'd be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />. So tonight, since I've got a night off, I decided to mow the lawn, and walked outside to start up just as he drove down the driveway. He told me not to mow, because he was going to mow in the next day or so with his brand-new driving mower (Need I say I've been using a push mower all these years?! I thought not.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I said I at least wanted to mow the back and side so I could water tonight, at which point he decided he'd waited long enough for the John Deere people to come out and do their thing before he used it--he'd just figure it out himself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Well, he's a mechanic and an automotive engineer so his self-confidence is not entirely unjustified.
He filled it with gas, sat down on it and fired it up while I went to cut rose bushes instead. For about 10-15 minutes the tractor didn't move while he gunned the engine, fiddling with this and that, but not going anywhere. I suggested the instruction manual, but it was inside and he didn't think he needed it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Finally I went over to him and said, "Look, look. See HP. HP has a new tractor. See the shiny new tractor. Hear the engine go. Br-r-r-rn, b-r-r-rn. See the shiny new tractor sit in one spot. It is running, but it is not moving. Funny, funny shiny new tractor." I also suggested that if he could lower the blade and get it to spin, he could just push the tractor around to cut the grass, if he couldn't drive it. To his credit, he laughed, too, but it was at least another 5 minutes before he gave up and went inside to get the manual. Once he got it moving, he told me it wasn't in the manual anyway, and he'd figured it out for himself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Oh, good grief.
So he's still out there driving through the lawn grass, and the tall weeds beyond...big cheesy grin on his face and having a blast. Bet he won't look like a pickled beet either by the time he's done! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Still, I only got moderately warm doing the roses, instead of the I'm-going-to-have-a-heat-stroke-any-moment broiling hot I would've gotten if I'd tried to mow it myself. Honestly, men and their tools.................... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&
It goes full circle .
Drama, and humor. What more could we ask for ?
What a stunningly-delightful half hr. I've just spent with my husband.
I read that, and was hoping he came to you and said "It's time we started working on our marriage, where do we start?"
Oh well, at least he did something. Sorta.
just felt my heart sink...
Shameless. Just shameless.
I laughed out loud.
CC, I'm about to go back to your thread. Any day now.
AW, get some sleep. Or rest - as the case may be. Whatever works best.
T&L,
Work tonight?
SS
Well, he quit being fun within 60 seconds of entering the house, but it was still a blast while it lasted! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS, I'm too afraid to ask about the toilet.
I was 17. Not sure if the statute of limitations has expired yet. My High School Chemistry teacher is still alive.
Was thinking today about the Devrish. I identify with him. He seems so normal to me. My mom could tell stories.
SS
I want one!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I can probably find one for you, too. What size are you? Email me, or share it with all the millions of your best cyber friends <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />--it's up to you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
No work tonight. I'm only doing 60 hrs. this wk. instead of 72. Sort of a little mini-vacation for me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm mere moments away from bedtime. All I need to do is to muster the energy to get out of my chair and walk across the room. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> 13 hrs. without a break last night. One delivery early, and then a prolonged labor that ended up in a C-section. I might've been able to get her delivered except that the baby couldn't tolerate contractions strong enough to produce cervical change, which really stifled the creativity of my magic fingers. I've earned my night's sleep tonight, but tomorrow it's back to the salt mines again. Sweet dreams, everybody.
t&l
Yeah, sweet dreams, everybody!
Had family therapy session - we are a miracle at this house. Thanks to prayer. Don't have to go back for more family therapy for 2 months. Taking d back in one month. Life is sweet! So sweet.
And I hope to have sweet dreams tonight.
Hope y'all do, too.
Well I finally get on this darn thing no one is home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Yes aw's mum is here! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm supposed to make sure AW does not stay up until 2.30am or so tonight so my GD says!! lol Says AW is absolutely a terror to get up in the morning to go to work otherwise <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I can guess WHY she gets no sleep but I'm not going to say anything as AW says I tell way too much, Me? Doesn't sound like me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak I had a question but I forgot what it was <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I was reading something and had this flash of brilliance ..but its faded now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
not to worry I'll think about it and with luck, a red wine and chocolate ..it will all come back to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
.. I mean the thought and question not the red wine & chocolate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Dear tl when you wake up and have to go to work let me know how you are doing these days? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW mentioned you were worried about your son too. Mine is running wild with women of shady character and thinks thats ok because his wife had an affair! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Now while in no way condoning my DIL's affair over 3 years, in fact if he had decided to divorce, Catholic religion or not, I would have back then supported that decision as probably being for the best. However DIL cleaned up her act, went to therapy, counselling and back to church and went cold turkey with the OM or OM's - never been sure of that - started being responsible and taking responsibility for the affair and extra careful with the G/children - 3 lovely girls 12, 10 & 8 who are just beautiful - and is so so remorseful and wants her M at almost any cost - near as bad as AW with all of that, but not as bad if that makes sense <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - but son has decided it's play time with floosies. Flaunts them in front of her !! I just want to kick him ! Why can't we mums ground kids for ever???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hi AWM--I'm just about to go outside with my little lawnmower and get the small corners the big lawn mower can't reach! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> (Read yesterday's adventure with the new tractor mower. Double <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
I sympathize with AW and her early morning rising habits. My early morning generally comes about 4 or 5 in the afternoon, but I still expect people to stay out of my way until I've been awake for a little while. Little Susie Sunshine I'm NOT. I think people who wake up cheerful, and just thrilled to have another chance to get out of bed and face the world, are extremely annoying...possibly even abnormal. Leave me alone when I wake up. It's a good idea when I'm balancing the checkbook and paying bills, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Yesterday or the day before my dear ex-DIL wrote that my militantly-contented-with-his-atheism son is having a bout of existential despair. It's back a page or three. It seems to have occurred about the same time I came home depressed after visiting him, even though the visit itself was a lot of fun for me--and, I think, for him. In some ways, it sounds like our sons are somewhat the same, although my son flaunts his disbelief, and yours, his floozies. It seems, though, that when you get people in this mode, they sometimes have to hit bottom before they can start back up again...or even see clearly that they're headed down, and not enjoying some superior state of existence from the rest of us in the hoi polloi. At least I understand now why my mother started turning gray immediately after I was born, and turned completely white once I reached "adulthood." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> She has my complete sympathy. My prayers are with you and your family. Thank you for your prayers for mine.
Did you ever get the cyber book? If so, what did you think of it? I keep forgetting to ask.
t&l
P.S. Don't pay any attention to what AW says. What does she know, anyway?! WE understand that you don't talk too much! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
P.S. Don't pay any attention to what AW says. What does she know, anyway?! WE understand that you don't talk too much!
EXACTLY !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> and I had to nag her to bed half an hour ago , I mean talk her into, because it would be good for her, Michael and - well the rest of us <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - if she got some sleep.!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You know when the last one got married I thought 'YEAH MAMA! no more worries !! they got through teens ok I'm home free!!'
HA!! BLOODY HA !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of course I will say that not everyone is married to someone with who seems to delight in daring do like AW is. I mean he WAS just going to be a nice mild Army transport pilot once. When they married. But lets not talk about THAT boy tonight or I may swear. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well I do hope your son gets it together and starts looking after himself as I do so for mine. It just seems so self destructive and its hard to think where and why this behaviour began. I suppose you wonder yourself for your own boy.
Well prayers can help I am a firm believer in that but also realise in the end my son has to CHOOSE his pain, One leading to nothing but probable loneliness, or one dealing with both their affairs and MAYBE finding love in there somewhere. But he seems so bitter.
Darn I really have to go to bed myself too as I'm a early riser as Grumpy is off fishing tomorrow for a day. Either that or poaching Marron <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> we'll see if the rangers bring him home in the van <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I include your family in my prayers and I thankyou for praying for mine.
All the best & catch you earlier I hope
F
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Neak, in case you're looking for me, I've gone to San Andreas to attempt the retrieval of Neaksis-the-Wonder-Genius, who has managed to lock herself out of her car at the Union station. I'm just hoping one of the 3 varieties of door keys I'm taking, is the right one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Say hi to Neaksis for us. And don't tease her toooooo much.
SS
I wondered why she was not around to give her children back to her.
Please tell me she's coming soon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And I thought her full title was Neaksis the Girl Wondergenius. I was close.
What's Neak's full title?
Oh wait - do I really want to know that?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SS
It has NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING to do with bathroom fixtures or appliances.
You really wanna know? I'll save Mom the trouble of telling you. It is Diarrhea Elizablatt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> You will never ever guess why she gave me that name, so I will have to tell you. *whispering* She thinks I talk too much.
Technically, I suppose a link could be made between Diarrhea and bathroom appliances. Sigh.
Don't worry about it - The truth is, that no matter what your nick name is, I have a great deal of respect for you.
Does the name still apply? Or was that long ago?
And my last thought for ~ right now ~
Gosh it's a nice day outside. How come I'm in here working?
SS
I'm headed out for a 16-hr. shift, so this will be brief. The nickname was given to her when she was a small child, and was a sound-play on her legal name. If she wants to extrapolate that into a current accusation of hyer-verbosity, who am I to tell her she can't? Maybe it's her guilty conscience speaking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Certainly not her gentle mother...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Technically, I suppose a link could be made between Diarrhea and bathroom appliances. Sigh.
If you're unable to make a link between your diarrhea and your bathroom appliances, there will be blame and regret enough to go around...and to spare. Technically. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I thought the only bathroom appliances we made jokes about were your sinks, and occasionally the shower. Don't tell me you're dragging the toilet into this now, too! There has to be something in your bathroom upon which maternal eyes can safely gaze! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
There has to be something in your bathroom upon which maternal eyes can safely gaze!
Try the mirror, that ought to be safe.
SS
Yes, the mirror, and the laundry hamper. It is wicker, and very fragile.
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Respect - thank you - I respect you, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
daughter and I use bathroom mirror for message board - erasable marker on glass works well except for the reflection.
hi neaks, tl & cinders & of course neaksis!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
hope you got home ok neaksis with mum coming to the rescue! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
So how is everyone?
I am baking & cooking tonight yes I do spend time in the kitchen just like mum says I do <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm putting on fresh baked party pies, sausage rolls, ham & cheese quiches & spinach & ricotta quiches, a fruit plate made up of Kiwi Fruit, Strawberries, Mango, Rockmelon, golden Melon and grapes plus a pecan pie just cooked with creamy icecream for the boys & girls at work tomorrow to give them a big thank you for helping me out while I was the boss for a few months ... but I won't miss the job at all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
well back to the fruit slicing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AND in about 5 minutes I get to use Aussies gas handy flame thrower ... well its a welding thingy ma gig ... but it glazes fresh coffee sugar just right and you get this lovely hard toffee over the top of the pecan pie ... yum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I think I'll invite myself........
What time do we eat?
SS
AND in about 5 minutes I get to use Aussies gas handy flame thrower ... well its a welding thingy ma gig ... but it glazes fresh coffee sugar just right and you get this lovely hard toffee over the top of the pecan pie ... yum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm assuming you have a fairly deft hand with that thing, and a delicate, light touch when you're wielding the welder. I can easily imagine an instantaneous, fulminating culinary disaster if the flame-thrower doesn't do his artistry
just right. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I really enjoy "talking" to all of you guys, but I find myself increasingly perturbed by the tone of some of the conversations going on on the board. Did you know that this thread, among others, offends some by virtue of its very
existence? Its length, its uselessness, its possibilities for inappropriate male/female bonding, its non-marriage building
presence on a marriage building forum, etc... I guess I should take my own (mental) admonishments to all the posters, and quit reading it if it bugs me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Why is good advice always so much easier to give than it is to take? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
And now there's a new one about EAs on MB. Anything is possible. It'd be silly to deny it, but my personal opinion (to which I'm certainly entitled--I'm still an American, last I checked) is that the label "affair" is thrown around here just a bit too freely, and that not everything that is labeled an "affair" is really an affair. Kiwi would be an example. I'd post this to her if I knew a place where I could be sure she'd see it, but since I don't, up till now I've kept this opinion to myself (and Neak). I'm not trying to say that what she did was a good idea. I'm not trying to say that she shouldn't tell her husband. But what I see her having done is having walked up to the edge of a very deep, very black abyss, where she looked down into the darkness, and then said to herself, "Nope, not gonna do
that!!" OK, so she apparently walked closer to the edge than was strictly necessary in order to see how deep and how dark her leap would be (and when she went out for drinks, she sat down on the edge, and sort of dangled her feet in the empty space just below); but to me the important thing is that she didn't jump...and I think she should be given credit for it, too. And I'm NOT trying to start a whole Kiwi argument here. Goodness knows there are plenty of them available in other spots. It's just that this board can be a very harsh,
labelling sort of place, and it seems like it's getting stronger all the time.
No solutions from me. Just questions, and an increasing discomfort level... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
If you go out in the world, you find all kinds of opinions. Some of them mean something to me, some of them don't.
I often wish I lived somewhere where I wouldn't have to cope with all of "the world." I don't though, and I can't see it happening any time soon.
We filter it................ we have to, or we go nuts.
This board is a mini world, you get all kinds of opinions. I read one once where a poster said there was nothing in the bible against any two people having sex when ever they wanted - as long as they cared for each other.
The new testment says the last days will be as the days of Noah - just as bad. Are we far off?
I used to pray that the the end would come quickly. It was probably not the correct thing to ask for.
Now, I pray that God will bring all out of the world that are willing - so the end can come. It makes one weary to stay, but we do what we must.
This forum is for building marriages. It is also (if I understand correctly) to offer support to those who have had, or are having problems with a marriage. That pretty much covers everyone doesn't it?
No solutions from me. Just questions, and an increasing discomfort level...
Discomfort caused by continued posting when others may question the value of it?
One of the reasons I continue to read, and post -
It reminds me of what can happen if I fail to protect and care for my Wife's feelings. Daily reminders are very helpful in keeping me aware of her needs, and in trying to meet them.
I even supported the site by buying books here. They are valueable - we have learned much at our house.
Perhaps our value to others comes and goes depending on many things, but you have been very helpful to others here - over time. (Speaking of T&L, and others.)
Maybe you just need to laugh more today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS
Ok, here's a chuckle.
The other day, AJ asked the Dervish to go and call his Uncle Neakbro to come. He said, "Go tell him I want to snuggle with him."
The Dervish wrinkled up his face. "Why you wanna snuggle Uncoe Neakbro? He have his OWN fam'ly!"
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Why this thread exists? Easy. This and IV have been places where I could rant and rave or cry when needed. After all, I have no marriage to build. I can, occaisionally, offer a word of comfort or advice to someone else. But, if there were not places like these 'frivolous' threads, I would be long gone.
I agree - where else would we talk about our 'just life' things, that have nothing to do with marriage building? And yet things that, good or bad, we very much need to talk about...
Hello all and a good afternoon to you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW is sound asleep, her DD is out at a night club with the girls - which is why I'm still up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
I like to make sure she comes home ok or rings & lets us know if she stays over at one of her friends places. If I don't do it AW will and she's already been up twice to check on Michael - no reason just mummy insecurities <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> you know how it is.
I have heard that some criticism had been made against the Idiot village and here and other threads??? like them. Sad if you ask me, I feel that those who have had such horrible experiences on either side of the coin should understand the need that some have to talk silly talk and non affair matters to those with similar histories, issues or problems and be able to relate well to each other - AND not always just about affairs, plans, recovery, divorce etc etc.
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Sadly I think AW may be right, those souls are hurting and see no room for anything but the tunnel of pain. I know AW has got a lot from both places and it helps her cope and also give back some too when others need some support.
tl I feel much the same way as you do about Kiwi when AW explained that to me. However if I was the betrayed spouse I guess I would feel VERY strongly just one way.
I have read Marriage Builders a few times and frankly so much is common sense in many ways. I actually used some of it with Grumpy and it works! Of course I dont expect miracles or even a non grumble for a day so I'm easy to please I suppose <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and AW did not bring home even ONE little slice of ANYTHING for me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I want Pecan pie & ice cream <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
I guess AW will have to make me one tomorrow then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And I didn't use lots of my funny faces - hows that for improvement?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hey AJ - Welcome. Good to see you posting!!!
AJ - Is it your birthday?
Happy Birthday AJ!
The new testment says the last days will be as the days of Noah - just as bad. Are we far off?
I sure don't think so. I hope not. And if that's wrong, I can't help it. I'm sick of the mess here.
Discomfort caused by continued posting when others may question the value of it?
Maybe it's just the decades I've had of continual, unsolicited, unwelcome, and generally unflattering opinions given about me, my character, what I do, etc. I just react badly to it, which is too bad, because I can't say it's
never deserved...but when I hear it, I just mentally shut down and start looking for another place to be. Bed and sleep often work. Work works, too, if it's the right time of day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Maybe you just need to laugh more today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I wouldn't doubt it, but yesterday wasn't a knee-slapper on any front, or any level, unfortunately. At least for a change it wasn't insanely busy at work, and the osteopath OB finally had a delivery at night and came in while I was there and could hit him up for an adjustment of my back--which has been excruciatingly out, crippling me for about 4 days. I can now stand upright and no longer drag my knuckles along the ground when I walk! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> No matter what else they may say about me today, nobody can accuse me of not being well-adjusted!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
should understand the need that some have to talk silly talk and non affair matters
I can only take so much angst at a time, and then I've got to blow off a little steam somewhere, somehow, if I expect to keep going on. Even in the "tunnel of pain" you talked about, it's not a bad idea once in awhile to light at least a tiny candle of humor--to smile, perhaps even laugh briefly--before struggling on through the darkness. Not a universal characteristic, apparently, but it works for me.
However if I was the betrayed spouse I guess I would feel VERY strongly just one way.
Can't deny people the reality of their feelings, but with all those sticks, how about a carrot or two? Would it have
hurt? I try to stay out of those arguments, actually, and stifle my Dona Quixote tendencies accordingly.
I actually used some of it with Grumpy and it works!
Congratulations on your good humor, and your willingness to make an effort. You're a better woman than I, and I freely confess it. All my effort goes to making it one more day, from getting out of bed till getting back into bed, without getting in trouble. Success is intermittent. Effort is constant! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and AW did not bring home even ONE little slice of ANYTHING for me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
OK, now THAT'S a punishable offense. What's with that girl anyway? Have you checked her sinks lately? Maybe she's got other priorities. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
And I didn't use lots of my funny faces - hows that for improvement?
I know. Right up till the end of that very emoti(c)onless post, I wasn't sure it it was really you, or if AW was just playing games with us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AJ - Is it your birthday?
Happy Birthday AJ!
Yes, it is. He's
80, you know!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That cradle robber! I am only 23.
Ok, so maybe I forgot to mention a decade somewhere, so shoot me! (He is actually 34, an age I expect to eventually share.)
I showed him the birthday wishes. He was happy to get them, even though he keeps denying that it's his birthday.
In a few minutes I have to run to town and get him one of the most unromantic birthday gifts on record, but a very needful one. More later, after it doesn't matter any more if he peeks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hard to believe it's supposed to start raining in a few hours.
I didn't work at my desk today and didn't get to read or post much.
I'll just wave hi -
SS Waves ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Have a nice weekend - get plenty of sleep, take your vitimans, watch out for trains, don't get caught in a blizzard...........
SS
Oh - and Happy Birthday AJ.
SS
(He is actually 34, an age I expect to eventually share.)
I really like that
eventually part. She'll be sharing it in about a month and a half! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> [color:"purple"]34[/color][color:"blue"]![color:"orange"]?[/color][color:"red"]![/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> That's like [color:"green"] SO [/color] old!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
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<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It is if you're the 34-year old's mother!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> How'd I end up with these elderly offspring? I know my own mother had a hard time watching me age, although she was glad enough to see me mature, oddly enough ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />).
Neakbro just turned 31 this week, too. Flard is 30 (I thought he was 29, until he corrected me a few days ago <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />), and Neaksis is almost 28. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Turn around, and they're two;
Turn around, and they're four;
Turn around, and you're an old fart,
Headed off to the morgue.
OK, so I made part of it up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> But the real song makes me cry, so there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Is it still a secret - AJ's present?
I don't know. They're still sitting across the room, billing and cooing and digesting supper while the kiddies riot. I think I'll tell them a story and then split. The kids, I mean. The adults can make their own entertainment! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> t&l
[color:"orange"] I was kidding!!!!! [/color]
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I am [color:"blue"] way [/color] older than that.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Ok, I gave it to him, so I can tell you now. It was a pair of navy blue 10" Dickies. That sounds really bad, but it is a pair of work-pant style shorts, of the sort that is the required uniform for his new job, and he didn't have any till now. So as I said, unromantic but very very thoughtful. He was very appreciative.
The kids got him a bottle of Simply Lemonade, one of his favorite brands of juice (there is also Simply Orange Juice and Simply Limeade). The Dervish was crying in the store, because he wanted to get Daddy his 'own pwesent'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mom gave him a hilarious card and accompanying cash donation, and Dad brought him some yummy garlic and pepper stuffed olives.
We feasted and laughed and had a wonderful time. Thank you for all the well-wishes. Oh, and Cindy, I thought you were older than us!
Thanks to all that wished me happy B-Day. It was great. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Glad you enjoyed your BD with your family. You are still very young, and I hope you have many more happy years together. Blessings to you.
Oh, and Cindy, I thought you were older than us!
[color:"red"]
ROTFLMAO!!!!! [/color]
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I was 34 when Princess TalksWithHerHands was born!
I was 36 when Prince CatLover was born!!!
I am the best preserved, though chubby, woman of my age at my office.
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I missed AJ's brithday so I am very sorry .. I was out shopping with MOTHER <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
do you REALLY think that colour suits you darling? No mum I buy it because it annoys you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
But I really really want to wish you a Happy Birthay AJ and many more of them!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
When you get to my age and 40 looks closer than you thought you would ever get to it, 2 years to go lol, and find yourself with grown kids, well you know that 40 is pretty young <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hope the Neak clan is coping well with the birthday boy and that the kids were 'playing' with dad on his special day
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I had a load of 8 to 12 years olds in the Urban Assault Vehicle with mum today travelling to shops and soccer and netball ..... I forgot how kids niggle each other ... arn't I lucky to get to do it all over again?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Just when you thought you were done being a soccer mom. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I think indoor cricket is the way to go, they have a coffee lounge, comfy chairs and do massages <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mikey would enjoy indoor cricket, I'm sure of it, yes, positive ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
This is sooooooooooo funny that I've just got to <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />BRAG<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> about it, teehee.
Overall, I am one million, two hundred and eighty-one thousand, nine hundred and fortieth in the Amazon.com sales rankings.
But here's the kicker..........
YESTERDAY I MADE A HUGE LEAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!.........to one million, two hundred seventy-five thousand, one hundred and s e v e n t y - n i n t h ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Are you all not so thrilled for me???? Not to mention a big thank you, in case any of you were among those who caused me to jump almost 7,000 place points in a single day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It may sound as if I am being sarcastic, and really, I'm not. It's just so funny to me that 1,275,178 books sold better than mine yesterday, and I suspect that even if I knew how many sold less it would not be enough to give me a swelled head. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> You don't have to worry about me getting a huge ego at least until I break into the top million, lol.
(I am still #8 for the publisher, so holding steady after over a year.)
The pastor today was from a 120+/- member church right around Carmichael, and they might be inviting me to come visit them sometime soon. That would be fun, and they have cute little kids that are very nice, and better behaved than some of mine.
I typed mime at first instead of mine, and that reminds me....I came up with the perfect description for Mr. Computer, aka Nerdboy, and his overdramatic ways. He is like a mime that talks.
Neaksis agrees. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Congratulations Neak. You are a wonderful writer. I even loved your writing BEFORE I read your book.
Thank you, and {{{{{{{{{{Believer}}}}}}}}}}} just for saying that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
At least I have a goal now: One Millionth Or Bust! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So, how many do you sell on an average day?
Maybe I should get on there and buy some books - I want a copy of Renita Weems book, 'Listening for God'. It is out of print now so bookstores are not an option. Just need to get busy. Mmmm, need to order some books soon? I have never, repeat,
[color:"purple"]NEVER[/color] ordered anything from Amazon.
I have ordered precious little over the internet - some American Doll things from their website and some University of TN football tickets on their site. However, I did find my beloved pooch on Petfinders.
Here is the site for the rescue group on which I found her - www.wawpr.com I am responsible for TARGET being with the group. Found him at the local Target store and knew it was not financially responsible to keep him. I will give him a glowing letter of recommendation should one of you lovely people inquire about adopting him.
Please allow me a brief thread hijacking...
Have a small decision to make between now and in the morning!
Tomorrow is BABY DAY at church.
I usually make a scheduled non-appearance at church on that day. It is something I am glad they do. I support them doing it. I just choose to not take part.
See, they started it in about 1995 which was when my son was 2 and my x had announced he was leaving us. So, it causes me pain to sit there and see those happy families with their small ones. It picks at my scars.
So, there is a youth group meeting at 8:15 - before Bible Classes. I don't mind going to Bible class and then leaving. Am I being silly?
Should I learn to go and just endure it?
(Neak and AW, I am sorry if this question causes you pain. However, I have lived with this for years and I really can't get past it. I don't want a whole thread on this. Just want to hear from a few people with whom I have a bond.)
I had an answer in my head - but it was kind of a "canned response."
I thought about it some......... this is a tough thing because it deals with your feelings - which are an important part of you, and you can't just turn them on or off.
I would think that emotional healing for you would mean you could take joy in others family successes without feeling down about what happened to you. I would like to see you be able to do that, but how do you get there?
How do we learn do that kind of thing?
I would hate for you to go and just endure it year after year, but if going could help you get through it, I vote go.
What do you think? Do you understand why you can't be happy for others in this way?
I hope this doesn't come across wrong, I mean, I understand where you are coming from, but over time ......... I would think it would change for you.
Can you change your focus when you go to things like that?
SS
This and father's day are hard for me. The two biggest triggers that don't involve dealing w/ x in the flesh.
You see, when I see those families up there, I wonder what everyone is hiding. I know, statistically, that a lot of them aren't going to make it intact.
X moved out 10 years ago - almost 11 - and I have never made peace w/ Baby Day. It brings up more bad stuff than Father's Day.
This and father's day are hard for me. The two biggest triggers that don't involve dealing w/ x in the flesh.
There has to be a way for you to get past this. I don't know that I am smart enough to help much, but there has to be a way.
You see, when I see those families up there, I wonder what everyone is hiding. I know, statistically, that a lot of them aren't going to make it intact.
Yes, you are right, but some of them are going to make it. I tend to try to be happy for the ones that are - even though I don't know which ones will/won't. I have to look at it that way, or I go crazy.
Kind of like "Plan for the worst, but assume the best until the worst happens." I just hope for them - happiness, joy, and love. For you too - may it come to you in time.
X moved out 10 years ago - almost 11 - and I have never made peace w/ Baby Day. It brings up more bad stuff than Father's Day.
It's always your choice, and I don't know what to tell you except maybe this -
Someday your own children will probably marry. You'll do your best to prepare them for a successful life, including that part of it. You'll be afraid, but still have hope.
Maybe you can apply that line of thinking to these other families.
I hope I don't make it worse, you really can do what you think is best tomorrow. Pray to know.......
And come back and tell us what you do, and how you feel. We care.
SS
Congrats Neak!!!
You really are a great writer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Can't wait for the 'party' when you get to the 1,000,000th !!
I started the second book and , um , well, corrupted the file somehow. I think I did something accidently with the codes and things, but no worries it is on my back up drive ...... now all I have to do is work out how to access it
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I think I might just reset the computer back to the day before I played with it ... of course we DON"T have to mention this to Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Cinders its ok to talk about it. Well write about it anyway.
I have come to the conclusion that it will never be better just more bearable, eventually.
As for avoiding that day, well some events are too painful and I guess it comes down to what are you proving by going?
What benefit do you gain for yourself and others if the pain is renewed again?
Some people have told me to bring alll those feelings out and enable them to fade in time, however that does not always happen. Sometimes the wounds are deep enough to scar the soul and relief comes from the peace you gain within.
I do wish there could be a final end of the hurt for you but such reminders can awaken the lost dreams and broken love and renews the loss. It works differently for each of us.
Let those who wish enjoy the day & be happy for them to do so. I think I would try to do that and then go do something that I enjoy that day.
Oh well back to normal programming, I've been putting off the bath for Mikey last 15 mins... Aussie thought it was OK to let him rub his lunch into his hair and ears and all over <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ... and I have the ironing, cleaning & vacuming to do. I THOUGHT this was supposed to be a day of rest? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
oh I forgot, it is .......... for MEN!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just a quick drive-by. There's an egg salad sandwich up front with my name on it, and I seem to have completely digested the church potluck lunch. You'd never know, to look at my mid-section...but I'm starving!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella--what to say? Personally, weddings are huge triggers for me. I HATE going to weddings. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Neak's wedding, in the very same church where HP and I married, was enormously difficult for me to attend. I only go to weddings where my affection for the couple or family involved outweighs my screaming reluctance to be involved in the process. I kinda think you've got the same thing with Baby Day. Someday your children and their children will be involved. You'll go and watch and smile and support, regardless of the turmoil going on under your calm exterior. I'm not sure you need to do this for people who are not a part of your personal world, when it bothers you so much without actually doing anybody else any good. Their day will not be improved by your making yours worse. Does that make sense to you? It does to me.
t&l
P.S. AW, I'm absolutely dying for you or your mom or Believer to read that cyber-book and give some feedback.
It makes perfect sense. There are several who know that I plan to be gone on Baby Day. And they don't blame me. So, we shall see. Right now it is 2 a.m. and I am still up. I doubt I will be alert in the morning in time to make it to church. I slept from 3 am to 3 pm today and woke up with muscle spasms in my back and abdomen. What was that about? They eventually went away. I think I am still up because I am dreading experiencing that again.
If you're too tired to go, then you won't feel as bad for missing it, right? I don't know that I'd be up for a Baby Day, either, so I'm glad they didn't have one.
I have no idea what my daily average for sales is for Amazon or anyplace like that, but overall last year they got rid of around 2900 books, of which 2-300 they gave away for promotional purposes. So on average it was about 7 books a day for everywhere, total. In actuality, more sold in the summer because of all the meetings and stuff.
Boy, I'm hungry, and it's not time to be eating breakfast yet. That haystack didn't stick around all night.
Neaksis spent the night, and she is out there with her little respite-only foster baby, who sounds like a diminutive Darth Vader. It has not yet occurred to her regular foster mother that she might be lactose intolerant, but I strongly suspect that is the root cause of her extreme congestion and general snottiness. Yesterday she stuck her foot in her mouth and pulled it away, still connected to her nose by a long string. Blech. So cute except for the mucous...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
That is a yucky picture.....
Oh, I didn't wake up till 9 though the clock did go off.
As if the mess at church wasn't enough....our youth minister resigned. He had, unbeknownst to many, been struggling for several months. Was having trouble connecting w/ the older members of the group. He had the misfortune of coming in shortly after we lost a youth minister who was know and loved by everyone there. So, he had HUGE shoes to fill. This was his first full-time position as a youth minister and it wasn't the position he needed to be in. So, couple that with other problems at church and things are really tough there. On the good side, we have a growing group of young families. 8 babies today for Baby Day - not including one family that opted out because the mother has truly severe health issues.
From the Dervish:
e7q qp 74 4r q 47 qy q40q73q4
Translation: naughty or happy.
He'll probably want a few smileys, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
xgsjvbzxxsgfjjvx gsyhetyyufhnjfkfjhfghgfdgvjvkgkfgtgdyuikghhf
Translation: Mommy, I always like you, can I play on the computer now?
(Answer: NO, but maybe later if you are a good boy.)
I am still very sleepy, but had better start breakfast anyway. Fried potatoes, anyone?
{{{{{Rella}}}}}} It is over for another year. Wow, 8 is quite a few babies at once.
I am having to clean out the icemaker in the freezer. Something made it smell bad, and it got into all the ice, too, blech. I left it sitting out overnight covered in baking soda paste to try and remove the odor.
Oh, and I made the deliciousest peanut butter cookies topped with Hershey's kisses, even if it came from a mix. I might have to make some more today, but only if I exercise a bunch. Sigh. But it's raining, so it's gonna be a great day!
Hi Dervish!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
play all you want on your mums puter ..I'll let you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi Neak
nice to see some rain for you, we are in our winter and I think its rained about 6 days, I think we are going to have a scorcher of a summer somehow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Just about to go to bed and dropped in for a visit, cup of chai & a bickie or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
made a load of fruit muffins for mum today after I got home form work as she complained I didn't leave her any Pecan pie but I told her it was for her own good ... all that sugar was not good for her and she was sweet enough <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Talk about sulking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think I've solved the problem with the PC so if it wasn't so late I'd try to play around and see if all the documents were recovered. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
From ME !!!!
@%#&^$(^&*#%^#$^@$^#$%@^$#^$@@^&@*%#%#*@% !!!!!!!
Aussie just woke Mikey up so he could play with him.
Flamin' men! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Take one guess who will have to end up putting him back to bed and rocking him asleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I mean if I didn't have to work it would be ok ... I wonder if it's POJA when you use a fry pan? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I wonder if it's POJA when you use a fry pan? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Depends. Is the frying pan for Aussie or Mikey? if it's for the wake-
er, it's probably not a POJA if Aussie wants feathers and you're holding out for cast iron. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> If it's for the wake-
ee, you could probably POJA that, but I think there are rules in Australia, too, against skillet bashing, even if the skillet is being used on small fry. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Alternatively, you could try and tell Aussie how manly, attractive, and even sexy you think he is when he plays with his son and then rocks him back to sleep himself while you go on to bed. It wouldn't work at my house, but it might work at yours. The problem I see with using that tack is that once Mikey is back asleep, Mr. ManlyAttractiveSexy is liable to want to wake you up and have you tell it to him all over again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Awake is awake, after all...at least when it comes time to get up for work in the morning! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
"Alternatively, you could try and tell Aussie how manly, attractive, and even sexy you think he is when he plays with his son and then rocks him back to sleep himself while you go on to bed."
I absolutely love seeing men with their babies. It warms my heart. I work for the Marine Corps and often see the men in their cammies, playing with their kids. Something about it is so touching.
It was how the little children loved HP, and how excited they were when he arrived at the house the night we met, that I first found attractive about him. It makes it especially ironic, then, that little children get on his nerves now, and he can only tolerate being around them in very small doses. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Right now, at church, we have 2 more pregnant women that I know of and a couple who is trying to adopt.
Y'all, please pray for my church family. God will know who you mean when you pray for Rella's church. He's good at deciphering those mysteries.
Fruit muffins? I love muffins....
Got a great, easy peanut butter cookie recipe. You will freak out.........
Peanut Butter Cookies
Combine the following:
1 cup peanut butter
1 cup granulated (regular) sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 egg
mix and drop by teaspoonfuls on ungreased baking sheet. Bake at 350 for .....well, till done but soft. Will be crunchy when cooled. That's right, there is no flour in them.
No flour?!? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> AJ says they are wannabe peanut butter cookies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Today the Princess made me an essay, trying to get out of her regular schoolwork. It was so cute!
mom's *heart*
we are her toDay to selliBrate mom's *heart*. they are not orDinery mother's But they wash dishes. cloths they are fun I love you mom
Princess
XOXOXOXOXOXOX
Awwww, she is so tweet, so I did knock off a couple of English pages.
Mr. ManlyAttractiveSexy is liable to want to wake you up and have you tell it to him all over again. Awake is awake, after all...at least when it comes time to get up for work in the morning!
well yes ... its bit difficult to maintain a professional front at work when your friend gets up from her chair and brushes pretend hay from your hair <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
and the red eyes ...clear eyes drops can only do so much ...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hay hehehehe Mr. ManlyAttractiveSexy is home and STILL playing with a sleepy Mikey ...time to let the little bloke go to sleep I think .. in a few minutes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hey, that cookie recipe works. I promise. Try it.
Got a great song my DD has been singing ..very nice if a bit sad sorts , but its only a song <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I know there's music playin', I can hear it in my head.
I can see you lyin' on your bed.
I can see Mom in the kitchen, the smell of coffee in the air,
Wishin' that her little girl was there.
But I'm too far gone,
Tryin' to make it on my own.
I guess I could turn around an' come back home,
But I'm too far gone.
You never tried to stop me from following my dream,
Though it took me half way round the world, it seems.
There's all this talk an' promises for better days to come,
An' it sounds so good, it keeps me hangin' on.
But I'm too far gone,
Tryin' to make it on my own.
I guess I could turn around an' come back home,
But I'm too far gone.
Sometimes, at night, my heart cries out for you.
And I wonder if you hear me when I do.
But I'm too far gone,
Tryin' to make it on my own.
I guess I could turn around an' come back home,
But I'm too far gone.
Yes, I'm too far gone.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I think all of us have times when songs like that feel good to us. Usually we can shake our selves and get back on solid ground.
I wonder if it's those times when people are the most prone to having an A. I don't know, just wondering out loud.
Greetings, and I hope things are well in Austraila.
Hi T&L,
Happy quiet, or sad quiet?
Maybe busy quiet? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
How did Jen's trip end up? Everyone fine on that end?
SS
Hi T&L,
Happy quiet, or sad quiet?
Maybe busy quiet? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm only quiet on the board. In my head, I'm a Screaming Mimi. Right now I'm trying to work extra, get my dad's house refinanced so we can fix the septic and proceed with our lawsuit against the contractor, and prevent Target from committing legalized highway robbery against my dad. I hope to have some of this resolved fairly soon, so maybe things are looking up. And then again, maybe we'll just get a new kind of bad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I just haven't had time to come on and tell my story, especially the thing with Target...but I will as soon as I gather my fragments into a coherent whole again.
How did Jen's trip end up? Everyone fine on that end?
It seems like she had a pretty nice trip, spent some time in the company of some fairly elevated political types, and came home generally satisfied with her adventure. Her SIL (Flard's old crush) has had her baby, and, at least at the moment, is not still rubbing it in TOO badly that
she (SIL) has a husband and a baby, as opposed to Jen, who had a series of miscarriages and a divorce. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Pretty face, that girl has, but a mean spirit.
Hi to everybody. I'm off to see the wizard.
t&l
If you really want that t-shirt, I know where I can get it for you. I'd get it unannounced to surprise you, but you might end up just being surprised at how much it didn't fit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
sportkanga@yahoo.comt&l
T&l
thanks for the offer! I'm trying to imagine where I can go with that t-shirt.... ummm not Church and not work so ....
I'll let you know.
In the meantime expect a surprise from me, but I don;t know when.... just know I'm a nice person
BTW, I prefer to hold the Lord's hand and I'm learning to keep my mouth shut!
Actually Since I work alone now, I have great music playing very loudly, I dance in my office at least half an hour and I barely talk to anyone, except to greet those I meet on my way to the bathroom. In spite of all this minding my own business deal, yesterday I was warned that they are still plotting against me!
I'm busy with a project with the World Bank. A committee will be coming in june to see if they can "help us" and I'm in charge of a good portion of the "help" $$$$ they want to give us. So I am having fun and maybe I'll even get a trip out of this. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
If I didn't have that project to deal with I think I would ask for holidays, because I am soooooooo into myself I don't have enough time to even post much on MB! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Oh well, that's life <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Maybe I'm healing.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> who knows.
also BTW, how's Flard? I don;t want to have to dream of him again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'm off to see the wizard.
Don't beat him up too badly. Or just don't leave marks? I cant'remember which it is.
SS
In spite of all this minding my own business deal, yesterday I was warned that they are still plotting against me!
Maybe you should get t-shirts for all of
them!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I wear mine to work. It's covered up by scrubs, but it's there, nevertheless.
maybe I could wear it as an undershirt and flash it when I meet one of my ex employees on the way to the bathroom! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Works for me as long as it works for you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L - Do you ever eat nopales? They are the cactus things that the Mexicans eat. Yummy - they are delicious. We had some fried tonight for dinner, and had some black beans, and fruit.
I had the funniest dream last night.
Well, the first part was real. AJ woke me up at about 3:45 am because an alarm had been going off for quite some time and he couldn't get his eyes open to go see if it was our septic. Why he thought my eyes would open any better that time of the morning I'm not sure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I went outside and checked, and it was coming from one of the neighbors across the street. Went back in, called the sheriff, tried to go back to sleep. My eyes were still glued shut, but I only dozed for a while because once he woke me up, the alarm was too intrusive to just drop right back off again.
When I finally fell asleep, I dreamed that it was early early the next morning, and the across the street neighbor came over to inform me that the alarm was actually my fault. I had left the coals in the BBQer, they had mysteriously stayed burning for several days, and the night before someone had set a kettle of food over them. The smoke from the burning had set off all the smoke alarms in the neighborhood, and EVERYBODY WAS BLAMING ME!!!!!!
I woke up with a start, and it was quite a while before I could convince myself that I was off the hook, and the sheriff was not coming to give me a ticket (or worse). "Oh, officer, I think the gold handcuffs will be so much more flattering to my complexion than the silver ones...."
Still don't know what the alarm was, either.
I have never tried cactus. Chicken, I guess. I'm assuming they remove the spines first! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'll have to tell you about the evening of heavy-duty bonding I just spent with HP. We were in sync. We worked and thought as one. A well-oiled machine, proceeding in perfect harmony. It was amazing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Tomorrow. When he's at work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, you MUST get some!!!! You can get it already de-spined and chopped, or do it yourself. It is delicious with black beans.
For beans - get black beans, wash, and boil in water with salt. After about an hour, add a onion and some garlic. Cook till done. If you have epazote growing, add a sprig to take out the gas.
You can make the nopales alone, with onions, tomatoes, or with cheese.
Do you eat cheese?
We sometimes by napolitas at the grocery store....they are canned - sort of pickled but neither sweet nor sour nor dill. Haven't ventured into the hispanic markets in my city yet though we have gone into a Thai market and a huge international market. They have things in the produce section that I have never seen before and things I know not what are.
So, what does this t-shirt say.
Well, girls, Believer has given you a cactus recipe to cook for me to try out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I suggest Neaksis take it to the church potluck. It's spring and they're used to her bringing them edible (?) plants to sample. I mean we've already tried thistle hearts and cattails...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm not the family cook--the goose who lays the golden eggs doesn't have to live in the kitchen--but I'll try it if one of them fixes it.
The t-shirt says, "Lord, keep Your arm around my shoulders, and Your hand over my mouth." I wear it regularly (stuffed in my mouth like a cork! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />), especially in the summer when short sleeves are appropriate.
I'm off to bed. Tomorrow I get Neaksis' Val, for some compulsory schoolwork. We're both going to be tired by tomorrow night, but I can guarantee you she's going to have worked while she's here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
If you have epazote growing, add a sprig to take out the gas.
Don't be silly. Bean gas is our after-dinner entertainment! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I eat it in cooking; I'm not much of a cheese sampler if it's not melted and in some sort of dish. Neaksis avoids it when she can. Neak will use both soy and regular, whatever is handy. However, there are lots of dishes that don't taste right without some sort of cheese-like substance included...is this one of them?
t&l
After-dinner entertainment!?!?! What kind of people are they going to think we are???????????
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hey T&L, do tell about your evening with HP...
and what about Flard?
Got a great, easy peanut butter cookie recipe. You will freak out.........
Peanut Butter Cookies
Combine the following:
1 cup peanut butter
1 cup granulated (regular) sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 egg
mix and drop by teaspoonfuls on ungreased baking sheet. Bake at 350 for .....well, till done but soft. Will be crunchy when cooled. That's right, there is no flour in them.
I can vouch for these cookies! They are so easy and so GOOD! No flour means that they taste more peanut-buttery. My grandkids love 'em!
BUT, don't bake them any longer than 10 minutes or they will BURN! They won't LOOK quite done, but they will be.
BTW, I'm not really new here. I'm usually here as LC.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
hello to all the tl & neak gang !!
I hope you are all well and are enjoying your summer/late spring. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I thought to let you all know that tonight Aussie has been deployed with 8 hours notification. His whole team is going over there where ever 'there' is this time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
AW & my grand daughter don't know yet as she has been out with her beautiful DD at the studio for a recording, bit of late night shopping and then dinner.
I was minding Mikey when he got home, picked up Mikey and told me. I'm still a bit stunned, but he seems ok with it, almost eager which is rather sad in itself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I wonder if I should ring AW and ask her and Bess to come home? I think she will want to spend every single moment she can with him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
If I could impose on you all for a few prayers right now for them both I would be very grateful to you all.
What a way to end the night <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Yes, ring her right away. I'm so sad to hear this.
I reached her on her mobile. I got dead silence on the other end and a short 'We're on our way"
Why do mums have to give bad news ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
EVERYTHING was going so well. this is just bullsh*t
I'm sorry <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
its just not fair to our family, not to any of the families to go through all of this again and again.
Deep breath, need to put all that aside for the children. Anyone got some make up? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Why do mum's have to give bad news? Because those great big strong men are too chicken, that's why!
Where oh where is the poultry emoticon?
Give AW lots of hugs from us. You will both need them. Prayers continue.
I'm crying....
DARNITOL!!!!!!!!!
Love to AW and Aussie....and you, too AWMum. (sniff, snarf)
After-dinner entertainment!?!?! What kind of people are they going to think we are???????????
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'd worry more about this if I didn't realize that they already
know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I thought to let you all know that tonight Aussie has been deployed with 8 hours notification.
I read this first (embarrassing admission) when Kimmy posted it over on Idiotville, where I sometimes peek in with surreptitious caution, so as not to get my pariah self caught treading on hallowed, forbidden ground! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I have found it enormously humorous that people are posting and yukking it up there who so-very-recently were anti's, and in a pretty public way, too. But I digress...
Really, AW mum and AW, I'm so sorry about this. My initial reaction was to offer to come over and break his legs, but then I read the 8-hr. thing, and realized that even on my broom, I couldn't make it to Australia that fast. Maybe we could all join together and do thought projection to produce a harmonic convergence on his femur(s), but we'll have to work fast. Is he a career soldier, or is he one whose enlistment will run out sometime and he can come home to stay? You all should know that there lots of people, even here on the other side of the world, who love your family and will keep him, and you all, in our prayers every day...for as long as you need us.
Give Aussie a big hug from all of us ladies (SS sends a firm and manly handshake), and then give AW
two. God bless you all.
t&l
{{{{{{{{{{{AW/A2}}}}}}}}}}}} Hope you get this adub. I love you both!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Where was Mom????
She's okay, right?
She wasn't working there at the time. The incident occurred in post-partum, just down the hall from where Mom would have been, but they moved the patient to l&d after that so she would be more secure.
AW, AJ is at work, but when I told him about the deployment he said to tell both of you we would be praying for you, and to wish Aussie Godspeed.
It's so sad.
How do you cope if you are the mother or the wife/girlfriend?
Or if you are a nurse, or a doctor that wittnessed it?
Or a policeman?
I'm glad Aussie had time at home. Sorry it was so short. I hope AW is OK.
Sometimes things seem so senseless, but we can still give meaning to our lives and our loved ones lives. We can still live mostly happy lives if we keep our own priorities straight and do what we ought to be doing.
Hope tomorrow is better for everyone. No matter who, or where.
SS
(((((AW)))))
(((((A2)))))
(((((AMUM)))))
(((((T&L)))))
Life is not always fair. That's for sure.
I am glad Aussie got to spend a while at home. I wish it had been years and years, though. Maybe they won't keep him away too long. I guess we should pray for safety. I don't suppose it would be kind to pray for a career ending but non-serious injury.
AW - that seems far too soon for you all to be separated again. So sorry to hear this. Don't they have enough soldiers there to give him a longer break??
I know that you've been through before but I'm sure you'll never get used to it. ((AW/Aussie))
Hi guys <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
first of all I want to say a big thankyou to you all for your prayers and well wishes for Aussie.
I am, well, still a bit stunned by it all, but in a way realised it was possible this last week.
The good news is that he and his team may God willing never leave the troop ship if things go well. There is great hope that the matter will be resolved peacefully.
If so then we have been told they will be on their way home in a week or two if we are lucky. Bit like using a sledge hammer on a walnut I guess, but better than any fighting !!!!
the latest we have heard is that they have already landed most of the 3rd Brigade and 2 Commando 4th batt and the 1st Rifle group 3 batt with the remaining companies from the 2 battalions as follow on troops by Monday or Tuesday. I guess they want all to take a deep breath and step back.. bit like me!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I already miss him so much and Mikey was looking around for Daddy this morning and is very restless , mum is probably worse <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />, I'm just so tired, didn't get any sleep and feel drained right now. But ok.
DD is very quiet and not happy her dad is gone again, DS... I am so so thankful he did not get to go to Darwin or he would already be on the ground there. Hes moaning about it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
but its not the end of the world, lots of families are worse off we'll be ok ... wish I could hug you all though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
And we wish we could hug you back. Of course, Aussie's hug might be located more specifically around his throat and involve some shaking...but it would be a loving sort of stranglehold, I'm sure!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> As would be the efforts of the people busily attacking his lower limbs to put him back on medical leave again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Can't be loved too much, you know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Posted this in I'ville, but you guys will appreciate this.
Yesterday 3yro tells me after her bath, "mommy, hurry up and dress me or I'm gonna get the cramps."
????
She says, "HURRY UP MOMMY, I'M COLD AND I CAN FEEL A CRAMP!"
I'm like, "do you even know what a cramp is."
"Yeah." (insert proper 3 year old girl eye roll because mom's a dunce here...and the tone...OY VEY...she knows EVERYTHING) Reciting with said eyes rolled very far back, "a cramp is when you are all wet and go outside, and they get on you, and crawl up your legs like this...." (she waves her hands frantically around her legs)
Boy do I ever have some scary news for her.....
Let's see, what we need for Aussie is something that won't hurt him too much but will keep him out of active duty. Anybody got any good ideas?
I don't know that a stranglehold is the right idea.
Well, I found something to divert your attention.....synchronized skating - kind of weird. Used to do it. Was on a team. At our last competition, we beat the team that took second place in the ISI national competition the previous year. Will confess, we were on and they had an off night.
This is not a great clip and the song is not so wonderful but this stuff is hard. One person falls and everyone is in trouble. I've been the one to fall while the team was skating in a circle/holding hands. Not good. At all.
http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=17616
Not meaning to do a monologue here - just rescuing us from near the bottom of page 2
Grandpa was a brat today.
He was in a bad mood from the time I told him to get into the car to go to church. Twice I answered his complaints, explaining to him that we were going to get to our nearby church (as opposed to the farther-away church I was hoping to go to, where Mom & Neaksis were, but better luck next time), and that he would make it for nearly all the church service, all of Sabbath School, and then the potluck.
After the second time, he started in again, quiet but bitterly cranky. "Next time let's just skip it !" And a minute later muttering, "This is so embarrassing!"
Sigh. "What is so embarrassing?"
Frowny face. "Going just in time for potluck!"
ARRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!!!!! So I explained it all to him again, in even more detail.
He was quiet until we got to the church, but as he was getting out said jovially, "Well, thanks for bringing me, heh heh..........even if I didn't want to come."
Is it ok to smack him, just a little bit? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was a dutiful granddaughter, and didn't laugh in front of him.
Oh, thanks Rella, it makes it so much faster to find. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
That's what I'm here for.....to spread sunshine....
Took son out to dinner tonight as daughter was with friend. He said, "One advantage the animals have is they don't have to worry about the stock market." Excuse me, I know he is 13 but I didn't know he paid any attention to the stock market.
I guess it's never too early to start learning about economics, lol.
I wonder how the bank balance would be if we thought about the exchange at 13?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
All AW did at 13 was winge, I mean harp, I mean ask for a new bike and a football. When I got her a dress I got a disgusted look "But THATS girl stuff!!" Hello? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
A little bit of money knowledge could have been good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Though $$$ isn't everything however it helps to keep the food on the table <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Talk about comments from children. My GS, AW's oldest boy was bemoaning the fact he could'nt be deployed and 'Why does dad get to have all the fun" !!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I truly hope he was just pulling our legs to get a response or the reponse he'll get from myself and his mum will be a wallop!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sadly I remember Grumpy saying something very like that just before Vietnam. All soldiers who go to war become the wounded. And come home strangers.
Anyway enough of that. Sunday mass was nice. Grumpy ALMOST came along but decided the river looked better so took a fishing rod instead of a bible <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
oh well God has a mansion of many rooms as they say, might need one with a river or a lake though for SOMEONE.
When Father Russell came around after the service to say hello you know the first thing he asked of course " Where's Grumpy ? " Moments like these I wish I could sink into the ground.
"Fishin" says GS, who taught that boy to speak until spoken to the snitch.
Father got that dreamy look and said "Mmmm black bream good day for it' I knew it... Bloody men all the same <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
AW had Mikey in her arms, talk aout weight lifting, GD & GS side by side, GS was lucky the roof didn't fall on him the way he treats women. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I'd give that boy a piece of my mind if I thought he could handle a fragment of real sense <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ooooooo its Nanna time with Mikey <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
All soldiers who go to war become the wounded. And come home strangers.
Truer words were never spoken. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> I worked days today and am off to bed so I can get up and do it again tomorrow. I will hate myself in 5+ hrs. when I have to roust myself out of the sack. AW Mum--you're all in our prayers.
t&l
I have found it enormously humorous that people are posting and yukking it up there who so-very-recently were anti's, and in a pretty public way, too. But I digress...
Actually I am a bit of a black sheep there. I tend to be ridiculed for bringing down the mood. I am still not a big fan of all the chat threads but IV did return to only one thread which was my only desire. Some people on these chat threads actually do post on "marriage building" threads. Others simply chat. Those are the ones that make me wonder. The search function is easy enough to use to spot them. For example, one of the principle posters on that other thread - do you have any idea how many "legitimate" posts that person has made in the past 12 months? Really interesting stuff. But I digress...
Actually my WW just sent me here to look for thong cut panty liners. Preferrably in black. I'll just wander... Nope - don't see them. Maybe I'll try Walmart.
try the search function....you'll find 'em!!! lol do you all remember that thread???
I admit I am still curious why these threads get four star ratings while other threads dealing with people who are in a moment of crisis and desperately needing help get no rating. I don't understand the rating system here quite yet. Maybe ToddAC can explain it to me.
But digression is the better part of valor, didn't you know? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Actually, it's easy enough to find out why this thread was started. It's in the very first post. I take no responsibility for its conception, although it bears my MB name. Why I came here to MB, when I have an unbuild-able marriage, can be found in the link posted early in "A Few Things Can Make It Through the Fog," my daughter's story of her attempt to salvage and restore her marriage. Why this thread continues now is perhaps more of a mystery to me than it is to you, although I have certainly gained insights from participating in it...and maybe even offered a few.
I'm off to work, but hello to you. Enjoy Idiotville. Everyone needs a laugh now and again. Even people in crisis. In fact,
especially people in crisis. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. No thong stuff around here. I <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> just thinking about it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hi, Nikko--You're always up so EARLY. How do you do it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I hate getting up like this. Staying up all night is much, MUCH better than getting up just because dawn has cracked! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
im happy when i stay in be TILL the dawn has cracked!!!lol
How would you know, when you're up every day before sunrise?And who would put the coffee on for Idiotville, if you decided to stay in and snooze? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, hi Pio. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Idiotville has several black sheep, actually, but I'm sure there's always room for one more.
I am not not not trying to open up the Idiotville discussion again, but just wanted to comment on what you said about some people mostly only posting 'in there'. I cannot speak for them, but for me there were several cycles in my recovery that Iville and here were basically the only places I posted. Sometimes 'out there' can be very scary, or just painful, and there have been long stretches that I needed to keep reaching out for reassurance in a place where people understood what I was going through, even if it took the form of telling and reading funny stuff. I had nothing I was able to contribute to the board during those times, but having somewhere to be kept me here when I needed to be here.
Career Idiots? I guess whatever makes their boat float. It was much easier once I got my own thread. Now I talk about A-stuff on it, and life-stuff on here. Speaking of here, didn't you find the hygiene staff rather unhelpful in locating some of the feminine products? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh, as to the stars, you personally can rate any topic you like, once. Most people either don't know or just don't do it. Thie thread has more ratings now, but the reason it ended up with this many stars is kind of funny.
Mom put just one star on it, so she could find it more easily. (Blind old people are like that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) She wanted to be modest, but I thought it was so funny that she had only put one star on that I gave her 5 stars as a cute little daughterly trick. It worked like a charm - she looked all over for her one star and couldn't find it, and I split a gut laughing at her consternation.
Don't know what the other votes were from, though.
But if you see a thread you really like, just kick some stars on it.
*psst, the black ones are right over there, between blue and orange*
My daughter, the professional writer and published author. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And after that crack you made about the staff, I'm not helping YOU find any products around here, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
wrong emoticon <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now..............where is that spell checker?
This is going to take a while.
You need a spell checker for emoticons? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Your grandpa would be rolling in his grave, except for the part about how he's still alive. I'M TELLING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I need an emotichecker, too. But it's what I get for being a smarty-pants and typing it into quick reply.
Hey, if I didn't post on the ridiculous threads, I wouldn't post at all. And, that means someone somewhere would miss my rare and occaisional pearl of wisdom. Or is that purl of wisdom?
Only if you are knitting perspicaciously.
(tee-hee <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />)
pearl of wisdom. Or is that purl of wisdom?
Better a purl of wisdom than a wizz of pearldom, is what
I always say. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, the tired, the poor, the huddled mass yearning to breathe free--will 7PM
ever come?
From Da Jesus Book - the Bible in Pidgen Hawaiian
The actual text of the translation speaks better than anything else. As found in Matthew 6:9-13, the Lord's Prayer:
God, you our Fadda.
You stay inside da sky.
We like all da peopo know fo shua how you stay,
An dat you stay good an spesho,
An we like dem give you plenny respeck.
We like you come King fo everybody now.
We like everybody make jalike you like,
Ova hea inside da world,
Jalike da angel guys up inside da sky make jalike you like.
Give us da food we need fo today an every day.
Hemmo our shame, an let us go
Fo all da kine bad stuff we do to you,
Jalike us guys let da odda guys go awready,
And we no stay huhu wit dem
Fo all da kine bad stuff dey do to us.
No let us get chance fo do bad kine stuff,
But take us outa dea, so da Bad Guy no can hurt us.
Cuz you our King.
You get da real power,
An you stay awesome foeva.
Dass it!?
We love Da Jesus Book!!!!!
In case anyone wonders, it is an actual, serious, used-to-read-up-front-in-church version.
I had never heard of it until today when our minister used a verse from it in his sermon today. The verse described Satan as a 'sly booga'. I thought it was a fabulous description. I want a copy. I think it would be a great way to get my language savvy teenagers to read the Bible.
I was going to write a few of my favorite texts, which take on such a wealth of meaning in pidgin, but I tink some kine pupuli keiki wen take Da Jesus Book out my hale, 'cuz I look and look but I no spock dat book nohow.
It can be purchased on Amazon.com--it's where I got mine, and will be getting another if I can't find this one tomorrow! It's very interesting to compare the texts. The KJV has rich language and a wealth of meaning, but the pidgin Bible brings to the New Testament a flavor all its own, and makes the texts come alive in a most interesting way. My grandkids love to have me read it to them, just to listen to me talk pidgin. My dad, the English teacher, loves to listen to in NOW. When I was a kid, pidgin was not nearly so welcome to be heard coming from my haole mouth, I can assure you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Great Bible. Interesting read.
t&l
Pio - I wonder whether for me, with the ongoing drama in my life, I come to Idiotville for a bit of stability(!) The last thread I was posting on 'for real' the lady has disappeared which is a terrible shame because her husband had attempted suicide. I'd love to know how things are going but, sadly, I have absolutely no way of making contact. (Neak-do you have any inside info on Zuj?)
Also, the only other person who appeared to agree with me re Jen has also disappeared (Grace 37). She has a sad past too. That is one very big disadvantage of getting too intimate on these boards. You might never know whether you were a help or a hindrance. (In my case, probably the latter!!)
TT,
I don't think you are to blame for anyone's situation going bad here. Most people who are here probably don't have the best chance of recovery anyway. Even with your current situation, I think your experience can add value. I wouldn't shy away from posting. This is a marriage building site. People here need to make decisions. Serious, life changing decisions. Your experience could be insightful for some. I would encourage you to read and post where you think your experience applies. And go back to IV to find your stability. People like believer do that as do others. I think you are selling yourself short if you think you cannot be of benefit to others.
Another book I have to get! Thanks Cinderella
I wish I had inside info on Zuj - if I had known she was going to disappear I would have asked. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> I am hoping she is just really busy between hospital and having to do all kis pick-ups and drop-offs herself that she doesn't have time to come on right now. I hope she will again soon.
As to the thing with Jen, please don't let it get to you if you have a different opinion. I think it was Lady C who basically said that with a wide range of responses ranging from support of some friends (who of course were still encouraging her to tell), to some friends wielding hefty 2x4's, to others cutting her off immediately, Jen was bound to get the message she needed to hear, be it "easy" or "hard", or some of each.
I think some of the people posting to and about Jen were posting under different identities because they had so few posts at the time and they were so 'preachy'. I think they were already members who created identities so they could post more anonymously. They may have gone back to the comfort afforded by their prior identities.
But, I can't proove it.
And what do I know, I am just the princess - known for nothing but her beauty and fun-loving nature.
just like
"it" pronounced "eet" and it's sort of said all as one word--"dosseet." "That's it!" Makes a pretty good "Amen," don't you think? It could also, if asked as a question (doss
eet?), mean, "Is that ALL?"
Very lively book.
t&l
well a good afternoon or evening as the time is in your little bit of heaven on earth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Cold rainy 19 here today - thats 19c not F <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - and alls not too bad in the AW household.
Uni is so so according to GD, they are doing something disgusting with bowels this week for some reason. tl how you got through nursing is beyond me, how my middle daughter got through med school is even more astounding. Well not really I guess, mind like a steel trap and emotionally a control freak, hehehe but we don't need to ever tell HER that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
GD on the other hand is like her dad, cold calculating and always in control of himself for work related matters. Split personality types if you ask me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I am sort of glad we usually use another doc in her practice for most things rather than my middle daughter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
love her to heaps but not as my doc. lol
She relishes telling AW off just a wee bit too much if you ask me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now talking about telling AW off. Well mums are allowed to because - well just because - you ask tl. anyway she fell asleep on the bus tonight on the way home and the nice bus driver gently woke her up and said " MISSUS ITS YOUR STOP LOV!!!!' apparently AW just about had another baby there and then lol
Mikey woke up with a start and off she trundles, Mikey in one hand, bags in another, looking like a refugee. And no keys to the car. Mobile Phone - battery dead. No public phone for 2 kms, no pram.
So she walks, and she walks. finally 6.40 pm, pitch dark I get a call , mum I'm at the shops can you get my spare car keys and come get me. Uheh yes, WHICH shops dear - anyway cut a long story short pick her up, drive back to the rail/bus station pick up her car, we drive back home.
it turns out she has been up to 4.00am every night since Aussie left writing some stupid letter she felt had to be just RIGHT.
SHe gets up at 6 am to go to work!! WHAT IN GODS NAME WAS SHE DOING DRIVING
Mamma laid down the law to baby chick in no uncetain terms believe you me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
In the end I had to use the ultimate threat--- I'll tell Aussie --- so she would go to bed at 7.30 after I cooked her & the two amigo's tea. May as well since Grumpy who is retired is working up in the bush for a few days this week.
The silly woman gets herself so worked up and tells herself its all ok yadda yadda --- she was sound asleep at 7.31
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mikey is also sound asleep but then as long as you keep him clean and feed him up hes no trouble 99% of the time. THAT usually starts at 2 years and continues until --oh about 40 years <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW's Mum--Doesn't having adult children give you ever-so-much more respect for your own parents? Or were you a perfect little saint, as I was? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Actually, I thought it was rather insulting of my mother to start turning gray immediately after I was born. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> As if one could possibly have something to do with the other! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> You keep riding herd on that girl. I think all mothers are border collies at heart. Or in your case, maybe an Australian sheep dog. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Herdherhdherdherdherd.............<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey t&l, is this where Neak got her real name?
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No, I never heard of Noni juice until she was a teenager, at least. Her legal name is Winona Elizabeth. Winona is an Indian name, in honor of her Native American heritage (on dad's side). It means "first-born daughter." Elizabeth was my mother's middle name. It means "consecrated to God." So basically, we named her first-born daughter, consecrated to God. But Winona Elizabeth was such a big name for such a little girl, so we pulled a snippet from each name and called her Noni Beth. Even that turned out to be too long of a name, as we got older and more harried, and so her dad's "Pongle-Bongle" became "Bong" and I eventually shortened it for me to "Nohn" (long o). Any shorter, and I'll have to just call her, "N-n." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Her other childhood nickname was "Diarrhea Elizablatt." Can anyone guess why? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Hint: she was vaccinated with a phonograph needle by mistake! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I guess you noticed that Elizablatt rhymes with gazorninplat.
No, I have to admit that, while you're very observant, I never, ever noticed that before. I don't think that, as a name, Diarrhea Gazorninplat has quite the same ring to it, though. Besides, I know what an Elizablatt is (and does)! Sure can't say that about a gazorninplat... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
lol
I had a good laugh over this , sorry dear neak I am being terrible I know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
guess you noticed that Elizablatt rhymes with gazorninplat
There are no coincidences -- just clever mothers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
tl I am watching the girl. I really didn't realise how much she has to still go to be truthful.
I have now realised she still feels that Aussie would do a runner at a drop of a hat if she so much as looks sideways at him.
That is very far from the truth.
However her insecurities are hurting her and must be unsettling for Aussie as well.
I may be wrong - how strange that is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> - but seriously, I believe my dear girl needs to go back to counselling for a little while.
I still believe its about guilt and loss. So intertwined I don’t think they can be separated any more.
It is very melancholy for me to know two of my children’s lives have been infected by adultery and in addition one blighted by a child’s death.
It was not so long ago that they were all happy and full of joy and busy building their lives together.
I thought, Grumpy thought, that if we were taken tomorrow then all would be well. Now its like watching a painful illness creep through the family and we don’t know how their lives will be spent. Grandmothers lament I suppose.
And we cannot fix it, they will have to. However encouragement and support we CAN give. And a few 4 x 2’s
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Have you observed tl that when our two girls are a bit quiet that each seems to be having a hard time of it, even if only deep inside??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I suppose it can only be that we are so used to hearing them nattering or observe them emailing left and right that its very obvious when they dont do that too much. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes tl I can almost feel your concern through your posts. However, I have great hope and some confidence in both our daughters, the hill is high but they ARE climbing it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
What better way than my GD prayer for her mum & dad that she wrote a few years ago (she was a VERY serious midteen - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
Dear St. Anthony, St. Jude, angel Raphael, Blessed virgin Mary and all the angels and saints, please hear my prayers for healing of my mum’s mind, soul, vision and fears, her anxieties, and helpless hopeless feelings, so she can carry out God's will for her. Please pray for our Lord to keep all my loved ones in his daily care. Please pray that He will hear all my prayers today. Pray for my dad to some home safe as he could not be here for my 16th birthday as I miss him so, amen
I still love that prayer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yes, when Elizablatt is upset, she becomes a verbal Constipationplat instead. I CAN'T think where she gets that from! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Often, after a difficult labor, the mother's first reaction when the baby comes out is to say, "Thank God, it's over." And they never stop to think that their real work has just begun, and that, if they take mothering seriously, as long as their children are alive, there will never come a time when they can actually sit down and relax and say, "Thank God, it's over." The actions and interactions of mothering, the whole dynamic of relating to your children, inevitably changes and evolves over time...but the concern, the watchful hoping, the yearning for the best for your babies never, ever goes away. And it hurts so much when things don't go well, and your heart just aches for the loss of their dreams for themselves, and yours for them.
Well, phooey, I'm making myself cry. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What a droozlepuss I am lately! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to go have breakfast and start doing the laundry. THAT will fix everything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey T&L....
I just want you to know....you are important. You are valuable....and you are GOOD.
Anyway. Just thought you should know that.
- Kimmy
Hey T&L <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Big hug!!!!!!
Pity we're not nearer, or we could go have a coffee somewhere and laugh and cry a while....
Meanwhile I will pray for you and all mothers today at Church. Tomorrow you will feel the effects, I'm sure.
I don't know if that would be a good idea, cc46. How do you feel about saline-flavored coffee? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'd probably have to stick with something that was salty to start out with! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Thanks for the hug. And the kind words from you, too, Kimmy. I'd run away from home, but I have nowhere to go. And I hate to pack. And unpacking is even worse! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> OtherSusan the Mired. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi!
What a nice bunch of caring people visit here.
Neak,
I don't know just how much I was like the Dervish - but I sure identify with him.
We lived on the edge of town, and the only real danger was a pond about 1/2 mile from our house.
Mom put me in swimming lessons (two week class). After the first class she made me do it again. Then she made me do it again.
After the third class, she turned me loose and she said she figured I would either live, or die, but she wouldn't worry about me.
Lucky for me, (but I'm not sure if it was lucky for her) I lived.
I read what everyone is doing/writing. I notice you seem to have good attitudes despite some difficult times.
That is so............. so............. Well, there's not a good word for it. It's good though. Really good.
SS
t&l, there's always room for you here! You have the address, and no need to pack, we'll manage.
On the other hand it is cold now... winter is coming.
Now that's an interesting suggestion. How cold is it in the winter in South America? Remember, I grew up in the tropics, and, by this late date, my juvenile Wisconsin blood has been seriously thinned.
Hi, SS. Anybody want to adopt an older, cranky, childish adult with discipline issues? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Or is poor cc46 going to get me by default? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi, SS. Anybody want to adopt an older, cranky, childish adult with discipline issues? Or is poor cc46 going to get me by default?
I don't know if I ought to even comment on that one. I mean, there's no good answer from a married man, only degrees of bad ones.
Even the humours ones I am thinking of might turn out bad.
How about this?
My W and I welcome you to visit - she says any one can VISIT for a while. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS
t&l, it feels cold, but it never snows and actually rarely reaches freezing temperatures, so it's not that bad.
Get a knapsack and come on over!
cc - There was an article on msn on the best places to retire and your country was 3rd. It said the cost of living was low, the climate ideal, and there are huge tax advantages for foreigners. Is that true?
Here's what they said -
From snow-capped volcanoes to dense Amazon jungle, sunny Pacific beaches to the famous *****, *****offers something for everyone, and at prices unheard of in North America and Europe.
There are many places around the world where you can find cheap land, ***** included. But in many of those places, you’d lead an uncomfortable life, far from friends and family and disconnected from the rest of the world. Not so in *****.
In this country, you can golf on breathtaking courses where you never have to reserve a tee time. You can have a driver, a cook, and a maid for a fraction of the cost you’d pay in the United States. You can eat a gourmet meal in world-class restaurants offering every cuisine for far less than you'd pay in Los Angeles, New York, or London. You can cook for yourself using market-fresh fruits and vegetables only seen in specialty shops up north. Do you need
life insurance?
Get a quote.
Great biodiversity
******* live in jungle river towns, coastal fishing villages, isolated cattle ranches, the grounds of ancient haciendas and large colonial cities. The country's compact size makes it possible to experience many of these different lifestyles in a single day.
This is a place of astounding natural beauty. Despite covering a mere 0.02% of the world’s land mass, ***** is home to 10% of the world’s plant and animal species. The country also has substantial oil reserves, which account for 40% of the ****** export earnings. Fluctuations in global oil prices can have a substantial impact on the domestic economy, but the central government is making slow progress on reforms intended to reduce ******** vulnerability to oil price swings.
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More on living abroad at International Living • Find out the facts about life in *****.
*******'s real treasure, however, is its people. It’s one of the few places where a foreign resident or visitor can blend easily into the community, being welcomed into a new circle of friends and a new way of life with relative ease. As a foreigner here you’ll be treated with respect, and the people you meet are friendly and helpful.
In recent years, ******* has gone through a number of tumultuous political changes -- including three elected presidents ousted from office since 1997. But today’s ***** has emerged as a country that remains viable for those wanting to retire or invest here. In most areas, significant property bargains can be found, and a comfortable lifestyle can be very affordable.
***** is one place in the world where the U.S. dollar is not losing value right now. After the late-1990s debt default, ***** tied its currency to the greenback. The dollar is the official currency, so there’s no currency risk. Inflation is under control and most economic indicators are positive. Labor costs are still a tremendous bargain and are not rising appreciably. Property prices, which had been dropping since 2001, seem to have bottomed out.
Affordable for Americans
It’s not just properties that are affordable in ***** -- nearly everything is. Some examples:
Taxi ride (25 minutes) from airport to ***** $4
Sushi lunch $4.50
Night in 4-star hotel $75
Full-time household help to cook and clean $30 a week
Haircut $3
Gourmet meal for two, with wine and dessert $25
In major cities like *****, you won't have to forgo first-world conveniences, either. New cars abound and, in fact, E****** plants make Chevrolets, Mazdas, Kias and Ladas. Nearly everyone has cell phones, and Internet connections are just as common. And you’ll be hard-pressed to pay more than $50 for a dinner for two, drinks included.
It’s not difficult to live on less than $17,000 per year here; you don’t have to live a restrictive lifestyle to do it. Many foreign residents have a main home in the city but also have a country home, a beach property, or even property in another country.
In *****, you’ll have access to excellent medical care. You’ll find hospitals with state-of-the-art equipment in the bigger cities, as well as specialists in all fields and physicians with private clinics. The average visit to the doctor’s office runs just $15, with a specialist costing about $17 to $20.
Daily flights connect ***** to major hubs throughout the hemisphere, and the flight to Miami is shorter than four hours.
Do you thrive on the hustle and bustle of the city? Or, are you drawn to high mountain valleys where cowbells are more common than car horns? Do you crave sun, sand, and crashing surf? Have you always wanted to have your own horse—and ride it into town for lunch? Any of these is possible. Your problem in ****** is just deciding where to live.
Whew - tried to block the name of the country.
Good Job Believer. It sounds really good, but I like it where I am now too.
Ahh - it's the same old problem. Too many places to visit, not enough time or money.
SS
How about you Believer? Are you thinking about moving any time soon ?
You could sell you place, buy a nice home and live on your pension?
Yep, SS, soon as I get divorced, I'm going to make some changes. I'm involved now in ministry work in Mexico. I have 2 more years till I retire with a good pension. Don't think I'll ever look another man. I'm planning to give back some of the blessings I've received.
Don't think I'll ever look another man.
It's too bad some of us give others of us such a bad rap.
Of course, it could be we all deserve it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You should do well - you care about people, and you have talent.
SS
ss- Actually I like men. After all, I have 2 boys and a step-son that have stood by me through all of this. I work with men all day, and get along great with all 30 of them.
I'm just to the point where I want to do some things that I was never able to do before. Having a man to worry about would get in the way.
I'll just try to help a lot of men and their families.
Just find one that wants to do what you want.
My W and I want to do similar things when we retire.
I think it will be fun to have a great partner like her.
Of course, it takes time.
SS
Whew - tried to block the name of the country.
Applause for the effort it took to go through and **** all of that. I've got one question, though, after reading it. What in BLAZES are Neak and her husband thinking of to be moving to
Oklahoma? I'm thinking ****** is a much better choice. Even I could afford it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi everyone,
What the report says is true. Specially if you live on a foreign pension. There are lots of foreigners living like that here.
There are other big advantages: no natural disasters, you have a big cosmopolitan city just a 1/2 hour plane ride away, food is wonderful and cheap, specially meat and dairy products but we have lots of vegetables and fruit, mostly our own and therefore fresh, people are friendly, and the security issues are a lot less severe thanin most latinamerican countries. Cultural level is good too.
I have seen other countries and know that there are many things to be thankful for here.
You are all welcome!
Have to run now and won't be able to post all day, although I will read. Have to play cards with my mother and HER friends today.
I am not really interested in going to that big cosmopolitan city. Rumor has it that it takes two to tango. I would be going solo. Not much else to do really is there?
Anybody want to adopt an older, cranky, childish adult with discipline issues? Or is poor cc46 going to get me by default?
papers are on the way! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think grumpy and your H can go fishing or working or whatever and we can enjoy life. Of course it probably means moving the whole neak & neaksis & flard crew across too, but thats ok we have lots of room in the outback.
Don't feel too sad tl about not being able to FIX the kids problems & issues. Thats not what we have to do - not that I would'nt like to of course - but its not our job. I believe our job is to love them and encourage them and perhaps give a few boots up the behind every now & then.
YOU are more than worthy as a person and don't ever think you are not Susan that was or will be!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I don't know about you tl but mostly I guess I am more angry then sad - of course the sad happens at times - that these things happened to my family. I just don't know who to be really angry at!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
SO I decided to be mostly happy and upbeat and do what I may for the children in pain. They are getting there.
I'm sorry if it made you sad to think of it, I had no intention of that. Sometimes it just FRUSTRATES me -- I don't do frustration well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
papers are on the way! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I guess I'll have to get paper-trained, then! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of course it probably means moving the whole neak & neaksis & flard crew across too, but thats ok we have lots of room in the outback.
There are 2 places in the world I wouldn't DARE go without either taking Flard, or letting him go first. One is the Galapagos Islands. The other is Australia. I don't think persuading him would be too hard! But we all know about hubby and his death grip on the status quo... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
a few boots up the behind every now & then.
Can do. Have done. Will repeat as needed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I just don't know who to be really angry at!!
Instead of the psychiatric condition known as free-floating anxiety, I suffer from free-floating irritability, which occasionally escalates into free-floating rage. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I've found I don't actually need a specific target, not that I'm always unable to find one... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm sorry if it made you sad to think of it
Don't worry--it doesn't take much. When Neak was a baby, we lived in Walla Walla, Washington, down the street from some iris test gardens. I'd always lived in the city and never really had a chance to grow flowers of my own...and it turned out I just LOVED iris. When we moved to CA, I dug them all up and transported them with me to Paradise, replanted them and strung them along for 6 years or so until we moved again. This time they lived in Lodi, primarily at my folks' house, until we moved out here. For 16 years, they bloomed every spring on each side of the long driveway leading to our house. We dug them up a year or so ago to replant in a more consolidated fashion to make them easier for me to water during the hot summer months, but what with one thing and another, nobody was able to help me plant them, and I couldn't get to them myself. The rhizomes I gave to the girls seem to have met a similar fate, and they're all gone--almost 34 years after I first bought them and brought them home. This morning as I arrived home from work, I saw, about halfway down the drive, one single plant that we somehow missed digging up. It hasn't been watered or tended to, but it's still alive and green--if a bit stubby. It looked so sad and lonely and
perservering there all by itself, when all the special others I had cared for and cherished for so long were gone forever, that I got tears in my eyes as I drove past. How pathetic is that? I'm ashamed to be me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm telling you, my facade is shot to pot and I'm going to have to turn it in for a newer, stronger model. Pep can call this progress if she wants, but
I don't like it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Piojito, I have a solution for your dilemma.
Don't tango. Of course, that's easy advice for me to give. I don't know how to dance, and couldn't tango if my life depended on it. Fortunately for me, it doesn't! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> At least you can speak Spanish. Most of mine involves functions of the labor and delivery process, not the most useful vocabulary to have in your average social setting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You know I'd take you in a heartbeat T&L. I wouldn't even snitch to Neak that you were here (if'n you didn't want me to).
- Kimmy
You know I'd take you in a heartbeat T&L.
Thank you. Do you have iris? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. That doggone Neak'd find me. She went and larned all them investigative techni-q's from her husband (guess he shouldn't have taught them to her just before he decided to "branch out"--that little booboo turned out to bite him in the butt! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), but she's like a blasted bloodhound...only with shorter ears and a cuter face. She also has a better singing voice, and, although not
tall, isn't quite so close to the ground. Other than that, though, the resemblance is remarkable! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I think I want to be a professional visitor. I could take traveling nursing assignments all over the place (only 13 weeks each--you'd hardly get tired of me in that short amount of time!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />), and travel somewhere besides back and forth to Stockton! This bears pondering..........
Well you go dig that flower up and pot it!!! I'm not that good with green things I'm afraid.
Its not that I don't try - its just that they don't seem to talk to me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Now AW, she on the other hand can make things grow in a desert and even though I've watched her - ok I spied on her <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> - I have no idea how she does it.
NOW THATS FRUSTRATING <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW has got a tropical garden going in our heat and dry, its supposed to be impossible <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Still sorry it made you a bit sad though, I need to curb my sad sacks for me as well as others - well I will attempt to and just talk grumpy says I have that down to an art form <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Ok I have NEWS!!
Aussie emailed tonight - very red faced me - well I was red faced after reading <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> - opened the email because I sent - I mean I persuaded - AW to go to bed early again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> and he had written her and I opened it without thinking - I was excited to see his mail - because I usually just use her email and honest I don't usually open her emails I just don't - but oh my - blocking ears and shutting eyes saying nananananananananana I see nothing, I hear nothing, I know nothing.
We will all pretend that did not happen won't we?
Any old how, he's fine and BORED - woo hoo - I mean I'm so sorry he is bored. ON the ship and looks like NOT being required. Oh dear isn't that too sad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
He said for AW to say hello to the Neaks and the Missus tl and Believer and a fiesty sister we are to adopt - KIMBERS lol - he really did mean to email to say bye but got distracted - we do not need to discuss that part of the email so when AW passes the hello on act surprised! PLEASE <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
And at the bottom there was I quote " Oh and Mum if you are reading this I hope you are embarrassed " Oh how droll <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I didn't think anything could embarrass me any more, WRONG.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
And I DONT read the emails without permission I really was just happy to see him write her I didn't think <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Ok ground me then. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My girlfriend from work rang me today - I didn't even gloat I was on long service leave - and told me a funny story.
I am guessing you girls are habitual football and cricket – ok baseball for you I suppose - widows????
Well while watching the football the other night my friend and her husband were discussing life and death.
They had just been watching a show about a emergency ward at the Sydney Hospital and following real patients through the system.
He told her, "Just so you know, I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and relying on fluids from a bottle.
If that ever happens, just pull the plug."
So she promptly got up, turned off the TV and asked him where he would like all his beer sent to.
I just rolled with laughter. He apparently did not appreciate the point. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Grumpy would still be sulking about missing 30 seconds of the bounce down!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, you tell Aussie "Hi" back for us...if you can ever stop blushing. How funny that he sent you a note at the bottom. I wonder how he guessed!? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
As for your friend and the TV...I'm still laughing about that. You Australian women are really pips! (That's not an insult in Aussie-talk, is it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) Tell her we thought it was funny, OK? And that's what counts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AMum, my daughter is named for a woman who was a nurse at an orthopaedic hospital in Sydney! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
ROFL at all of you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My big adventures lately have been with toads. (And Dervishes, but then, aren't all my adventures?)
The other day Neaksis came over and used my sink. Suddenly she let out a genteel shriek, of surprise, not alarm. Three baby toads had just crawled up out of the drainpipe into the sink. She made the Dervish take them outside and put them back with their thousands of brothers, sisters, and cousins.
A couple of minutes later I went to brush my teeth. The sink was empty when I started, but when I leaned over to spit I emitted a less-genteel-but-much-more-frothy shriek, when I drooled all over ANOTHER baby toad that had just crawled back up into the sink.
AJ laughed heartily when I told him. "So THAT'S what the Dervish meant when he said he couldn't find all his baby toads....."
But apparently he lost some in other places, too. Last night, I think it was, Grandpa was sitting watching TV, when something wet kept bumping him. We sent that one outside, too.
An eerie echo of the Second Plague. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Toads in the sink ............. brings back memories.
Thanks Neak - and thank the Dervish for me.
I also know that if you ever have a problem with cockroaches you should get a pet lizzard to live in your bedroom. The roaches soon disapear. Just don't let your mother see the lizzard sitting on the window sill. Sometimes it upsets mothers.
Chuckle, Chuckle.
SS
I love reptiles and amphibians, just not in bathroom or kitchen appliances. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> (Grandpa's study, jumping against his ankle, is not so great, either.)
Good news, I have an update on the sequel to Malchus. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Dear Noni,
I've gotten comments back from the other editors on the Peter manuscript, so we are moving forward. We are all in agreement that we like it and want to circulate the manuscript for review. I imagine it will take us another month or so to get it through the acquisitions committee. If you have any questions at this point, please let me know.
Regards,
Tim
Mom, did I forget anything, or was that all?
If you've got a question, you could always phone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If people are interested in more of the story of the guy who took a hostage at my hospital and was shot to death by the police, there was a follow-up article the day after the one you already posted.
t&l
Yes, thank you, cc46. That dad-blasted irrepressible spirit of mine.......<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And thank you for your prayers. It is a heartwarming thing to know that people are thinking of, and praying for, you--or in this case, me...but you know what I mean! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Rella - much better than cinders lol - isn't the world a small place? Aussies dad was a doctor and did his internship at St Vincents there between WW2 & Korea. It was his war experiences that made him turn to medicine.
Why didn't Aussie do that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
HOW DARE you laugh at your eld - um I mean more experienced persons young neak??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
A giggle is allowed though
Toads in the sink lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
You have to just love that little boy. I can see him in my mind just trying SO hard to be good and creating absolute havoc... hahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Its the way boys are supposed to be. You don't want to know what Aussie did as a boy - his poor mum used to go gray with dispair I'm told - and the Police never did find out who blew up the tram in the service yard - well perhaps its more correct to say they never had any proof <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
and my son was a right little so & so - good heart though - just not a forgiving one even yet.
So count your blessing dear neak and know it can be so much worse <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
tl I think Aussie women being the 'pip' lol - no its not rude - are the result of Aussie blokes!!
You either stand up or get walked over or you walk. They are on the whole not exactly civilised and the 'C' word will almost make them choke. And NEVER get between them and their 'MATES' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW is happy as larry and has been prancing around like a school girl, rather sickening if you ask me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
whats next? picking a daisy and pulling a petal at a time - he loves me he loves me not ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
though that may explain why my flowers never seemed to survive with the 3 girls around - see I knew it wasn't my fault <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
tl there is our excuse for EVERYTHING - its the childrens fault hehehehehehhe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> oh I love it!
of course as per last night we dont need to tell THEM that do we. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Shhhh my GD just walked by and said 'Gran youre getting as strange as mum!' Hey I was strange long before her mum was a twinkle in her dads eye. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
AW FINALLY found your book, I mean it was like pulling teeth. I think it was the threat to look for it myself and the resulting loss of probably ALL her programs that did it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm beginning to read - slowly - I'm still not used to reading on this screen instead of a book <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I may even get up the energy and go to the local Community Library free course on Computers for Seniors - don't say it neak or AW or else lol - run by a 8 year old <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
that dad-blasted irrepressible spirit of mine....... And thank you for your prayers. It is a heartwarming thing to know that people are thinking of, and praying for, you--or in this case, me
GOOD tl I'm glad you are feeling well and looking at the bright side of life. Just like in "Life Of Brian" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That incident at your hospital, I am very glad you were not there. its a bit worrisome that people act like this. Sad as well I suppose. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Lets hope & pray its a once only thing
Oh, that's right! Here is the link. And I didn't call because I was already on the phone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
More on the Shooter at the Hospital
Mum, I'm so glad you didn't have to go hunting for that thing - it could have been serious!
Ok, so I do have something to be grateful for. The Dervish has never yet (that I am aware of) blown anything up. I'm sure it's coming.
Another thing he did that was really funny, but don't tell AJ, is the other day Neaksis found him sitting watching TV, with AJ's CPAP machine air hose turned on and stuck into his underwear. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I immediately assumed the worst - you know how boys are about sticking that thing into just about anything - but he said to me very seriously, "I not have my penis on it, I jus' need air in my pants."
You can imagine the conversation we had after that.
Glad everyone seems to be getting back to "normal"!
Normal is goooooooooood....
Normal is goooooooooood...
That made me laugh. I suppose it depends......... if you have a Dervish, normal can be quite stimulating. That may be good for some, bad for others.
How about CC?
SS
I don't have a normal yet.... so normal non normal is very gooooooooooooood...
Does anyone besides me see a problem w/ this sentence from the article about the incident at the hospital?
Only Yancy Berumen knows what set off his rampage through a hospital Wednesday, which ultimately led to his death at the hands of police officers later that day.
How did that get by the editor?
CC, you sound happy today.
I hope so.
Attitude counts for a lot, that might explain why you seem to be doing well.
I haven't heard from T&L for a while. You don't supose she's gone and run away do you?
Hi Neaksis,
Hope things are good with you today.
Hi AWM,
This emicons for you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Rella - my little grandaughter thinks you are the best. She's always going around saying "Rella, Rella" and wanting to watch your movie. Do you sign autographs?
Or maybe we should arrange to have you take a photo with her, I know she would like that.
Neak,
By the time he progresses to explosions, he will probably have learned to be more discreet. Out of sight, (and hearing) out of mind. Watch his eyebrows, and his hair. If he starts trying to wear a hat, and sunglasses to the dinner table, you'll know somethings up.
It's a good thing Mothers love their children, that's all I have to say about it.
SS
Sure, I'll sign autographs.
There have been many movies of my life made for the silver screen. My favorite is the Lesley Ann Warren version. It is very much like the Julie Andrews video. Of course, Walt did a version. We aren't even talking about the one w/ Hilary or Brandy or all those other versions.
I'll be checcking the planes coming in tomorrow, maybe she's headed this way!
Since it takes at least 1 day she won;t get here before tomorrow.I'll let you know
Somebody emailed this to me, and it's a neat story whether or not it's true.
AFTER A FEW OF THE USUAL SUNDAY EVENING HYMNS, THE CHURCH'S PASTOR SLOWLY STOOD UP, WALKED OVER TO THE PULPIT AND,
BEFORE HE GAVE HIS SERMON FOR THE EVENING, HE BRIEFLY INTRODUCED A GUEST MINISTER
WHO WAS IN THE SERVICE THAT EVENING. IN THE INTRODUCTION, THE PASTOR TOLD THE CONGREGATION THAT THE GUEST MINISTER WAS ONE OF HIS DEAREST CHILDHOOD FRIENDS AND THAT HE WANTED HIM TO HAVE A FEW MOMENTS
TO GREET THE CHURCH AND SHARE WHATEVER HE FELT WOULD BE APPROPRIATE FOR THE SERVICE. WITH THAT, AN ELDERLY MAN STEPPED UP TO THE PULPIT AND BEGAN TO SPEAK.
"A FATHER, HIS SON, AND A FRIEND OF HIS SON WERE SAILING OFF THE PACIFIC COAST", HE BEGAN, "WHEN A FAST APPROACHING STORM BLOCKED ANY ATTEMPT TO GET BACK TO THE SHORE.
THE WAVES WERE SO HIGH, THAT EVEN THOUGH THE FATHER WAS AN EXPERIENCED SAILOR, HE COULD NOT
KEEP THE BOAT UPRIGHT AND THE THREE WERE SWEPT INTO THE OCEAN AS THE BOAT CAPSIZED."
THE OLD MAN HESITATED FOR A MOMENT, MAKING EYE CONTACT WITH TWO TEENAGERS WHO WERE, FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE THE SERVICE BEGAN,
LOOKING SOMEWHAT INTERESTED IN HIS STORY.
THE AGED MINISTER CONTINUED WITH HIS STORY,
"GRABBING A RESCUE LINE, THE FATHER HAD TO MAKE
THE MOST EXCRUCIATING DECISION OF HIS LIFE:
TO WHICH BOY WOULD HE THROW THE OTHER END OF THE LIFE LINE?
HE ONLY HAD SECONDS TO MAKE THE DECISION.
THE FATHER KNEW THAT HIS SON WAS A CHRISTIAN
AND HE, ALSO, KNEW THAT HIS SON'S FRIEND WAS NOT. THE AGONY OF HIS DECISION COULD NOT BE MATCHED
BY THE TORRENT OF WAVES. AS THE FATHER YELLED OUT, 'I LOVE YOU, SON!'
HE THREW OUT THE LIFE LINE TO HIS SON'S FRIEND. BY THE TIME THE FATHER HAD PULLED THE FRIEND BACK TO THE CAPSIZED BOAT, HIS SON
HAD DISAPPEARED BENEATH THE RAGING SWELLS INTO THE BLACK OF NIGHT.
HIS BODY WAS NEVER RECOVERED."
BY THIS TIME, THE TWO TEENAGERS WERE SITTING UP STRAIGHT IN THE PEW, ANXIOUSLY WAITING FOR THE
NEXT WORDS TO COME OUT OF THE OLD MINISTER'S MOUTH.
"THE FATHER," HE CONTINUED, "KNEW HIS SON WOULD
STEP INTO ETERNITY WITH JESUS AND HE COULD NOT BEAR THE THOUGHT OF HIS SON'S FRIEND STEPPING INTO AN ETERNITY WITHOUT JESUS. THEREFORE, HE SACRIFICED HIS SON TO SAVE THE SON'S FRIEND."
HOW GREAT IS THE LOVE OF GOD THAT HE SHOULD DO THE SAME FOR US. OUR HEAVENLY FATHER SACRIFICED HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON THAT WE COULD BE SAVED. I URGE YOU TO ACCEPT HIS OFFER TO RESCUE YOU AND TAKE A HOLD OF THE LIFE LINE HE IS THROWING OUT TO YOU IN THIS SERVICE."
WITH THAT THE OLD MAN TURNED AND SAT BACK DOWN IN HIS CHAIR AS SILENCE FILLED THE ROOM.
THE PASTOR AGAIN WALKED SLOWLY TO THE PULPIT AND DELIVERED A BRIEF SERMON WITH AN INVITATION AT THE END. HOWEVER, NO ONE RESPONDED TO THE APPEAL. WITHIN MINUTES AFTER THE SERVICE ENDED, THE TWO TEENAGERS WERE AT THE OLD MAN'S SIDE.
"THAT WAS A NICE STORY," POLITELY STATED ONE OF THEM, "BUT I DON'T THINK IT WAS VERY REALISTIC FOR A FATHER TO GIVE UP HIS ONLY SON'S LIFE IN HOPES THAT THE OTHER BOY WOULD BECOME A CHRISTIAN."
"WELL, YOU'VE GOT A POINT THERE," THE OLD MAN
REPLIED GLANCING DOWN AT HIS WORN BIBLE. A BIG SMILE BROADENED HIS NARROW FACE. HE ONCE AGAIN LOOKED UP AT THE BOYS AND SAID,
IT SURE ISN'T VERY REALISTIC, IS IT? BUT, I'M STANDING HERE TODAY TO TELL YOU THAT STORY GIVES ME A
GLIMPSE OF WHAT IT MUST HAVE BEEN LIKE FOR GOD
TO GIVE UP HIS SON FOR ME.
YOU SEE...
I WAS THAT FATHER AND YOUR PASTOR IS MY SON'S FRIEND."
It is a neat story - and the part about God giving his son is true, even if the other part is not.
SS
Evening & morning to you all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Thankyou SS for the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Friday night, very cold, AW is out with her DD at a uni play, A Midsummer Night's Dream. I would have gone but too cold for me out in the garden threatre. AW is being the skipper tonight for her DD & young friends so that at least they will get home safe & sound even if a bit jolly. Which from what I observed before they left was achieved very quickly with the vodhka and Jim Beam. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ahh to be young and carefree knowing all I do now!! Youth is wasted on the young tl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I have a old joke which is says it all ladies -
One day, a group of people were on a plane, when it starts to go down. One woman jumps out of her seat and takes her clothes off. "I want to die feeling like a real woman. Who wants to make me feel like a real woman?" A man nearby pulls of his shirt and throws it to her. "Here, iron this for me."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> yep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'll be checcking the planes coming in tomorrow, maybe she's headed this way!
Since it takes at least 1 day she won;t get here before tomorrow.I'll let you know
Last night, I was going to Google the price of a ticket to ******, just out of curiosity, but it was too busy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Maybe if I started saving money now (haha), I could afford one by next summer... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The closest I've ever come to south of the border was the time I got to sit right next to the Tijuana crossing, with the engine running, so that HP could walk all the kids across the border and let them say they'd been in Mexico. Whee. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Morning, everyone. Night, everyone.
t&l
Hi tl
that reminds me of our'overseas' holidays when the kids were small.
We have this wonderful island off the coast called Rottnest - translates to Rats Nest lol - because when it was found by Dutchmen in the 1600's they had never seen wallabies. Its about 12 miles off the coast and its so lovely just to relax away from ALL the troubles of the usual day to day living and only be a hop skip & jump away from home. it USED to be cheap as chips.
No cars but the island buses, a few utes & trucks used by the maint crews so everyone rides push bikes. Well There were a few army landrovers from the Army base there as it was once a major defence for the West coast. lots of tunnels and trenches and gun emplacements full of dugite & brown snakes for the kids to play in and get lost. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Guess who seduced who from the Kingston barracks ????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> while on R & R .
So glad I had no idea <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Anyway that was our 'overseas' trip <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussies sister still comes all the way from Canberra - 3000kms - with her kids - grown now - to have a holiday there every few years. It used to be their families holiday place as well. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, folks, I think I need to get a life.......
Children are gone for the evening and here I sit - sharing my evening with a computer monitor and keyboard - and a radio piping out classical music.
Does anyone besides me see something wrong with this?
No. Sounds very peaceful to me. Wanna trade? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You're right - but I NEVER get out by myself. Oh, occaisionally, I will go to dinner by self. Seldom do anything but stay home. Then I feel totally out of the loop. I'm not an extreme introvert or extrovert but I feel socially neglected. As if I am neglecting some of my own needs.
rella you need to take some time for yourself, hard as that is sometimes.
Go out with friends and enjoy yourself, something like that.
And there's nothing wrong with being mellow and listening to classical music, I do it quite often <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I just change the music style every now & then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I have this fun girl song which I think some ladies will enjoy and smile at - its not meant to be serious just a bit of a whinge - lol
Not that it relates to me and grumpy oh no <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I mean grumpy can't STOP working can he? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I‘ve had my share of crosses to bear
I’ve had boyfriends or three
And I tend to fall with no one at all
When I see a man smiling at me
So that’s why I’m here
Pouring this beer
For the man half asleep in my chair
So now when he looks at me
I’m damned if I see
What the h#ll got him there
I used to sink in his arms
now my arms are in his sink
He used to love all night
Now I miss it if I blink
The sweetest first kiss
Has turned into this
I picked the wrong man I guess
I must be crazy
He’s broke and he’s lazy
He’s not working
can I trade him in?
Now 3 years have gone
Since he turned me on
The love light has faded so dim
And I wanna howl
That my heart could’nt last
The feeling for someone like him
But right now my friend
We’re stuck with these men
While we dream of roses and champagne
I climb the walls
I want my prince charming again
And it’s goodbye to old what’s his name
I used to sink in his arms
now my arms are in his sink
He used to love all night
Now I miss it if I blink
The sweetest first kiss
Has turned into this
I picked the wrong man I guess
I must be crazy
He’s broke and he’s lazy
He’s not working
can I trade him in?
He’s not working
can I trade him in?
Bit of a giggle is allowed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I giggled a bit, but a guffaw or two slipped out, too.
Snickers here.
I don't have many friends. That's a lot of the problem. A LOT OF IT. You know, when you've been parenting alone for 10+ years. Didn't work for 10 years. Work in isolationist type settings - professional level production work of the paper kind. Almost no single people your age at church. Haven't had settings which led to meeting people I wanted to get to know.
I need a social life.
But in the meantime you have us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
oh yes rella .. I HATE it when mum is right so often, rella is MUCH nicer ... lol but anyway back to my point. You are so right. its one of the big reasons Aussie wants me to keep working.
Its just that I need less stressful jobs <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Its not TOO bad these days but still I could do with a simple level 1 job no thought just by the numbers. But the PS does not work that way. The more you do the more they give you.
So I'm doing less from now on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I have to learn to say NO to requests, pleadings & begging. Well except for Aussie of ... um nice weather isn't it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I can't wait to have him home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
rella what about joining a local social group?
I know it sounds a bit strange but a few of the single women at work do that. They dont mix much with other workers usually single mums running home to kids, but have full social lives with groups who do dinners and a lunch or two and outings. I know they have the church based ones but also sometimes the community service groups do as well like Kwinanis and the Lions Club etc.
I know myself that I have a small group of friends and not that social these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> bit hard of course and I'd rather have Aussie with me. In fact I'm very very careful about that for obvious reasons. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But it can be done. Its just hard for someone like me who is, well, quiet and retiring, dont laugh I am, and is not know for the social graces. Now mum could sell fridges to Eskimoes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak hi there hon!! Doing alright and happy I hope? Will get back to you soon but been so worn out last week.
mum grounded me , again lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Just wait until she breaks her diabetes control diet ... then I'll have revenge .. she'll get a whole week <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I guess I better post or we will drop to the second page.
So, I volunteer some for our local humane association. Mostly animal socialization at their shelter. Everytime I volunteer for some other activity, they already have the volunteers they need.
Our local symphony charges for guild membership before you can volunteer. What's up w/ that?
It might be a good thing they don't need you. Here, the regular shelter staff is supplemented by people doing court-ordered community service, most often for DUI's. There never seems to be a shortage of help.
I got another neat email today:
Some time ago, a few ladies met in a certain city to read the scriptures, and make them the subject of conversation.
While reading the third chapter of Malachi they came upon a remarkable _expression in the third verse: "And He shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."
One lady's opinion was that it was intended to convey the view of the sanctifying influence of the grace of Christ. Then she proposed to visit a silversmith and report to them what she said on the subject.
She went accordingly and without telling the object of her errand, begged to know the process of refining silver, which he fully described to her. "But Sir" she said, "do you sit while the work of refining is going on?"
"Oh, yes, madam," replied the silversmith; "I must sit with my eye steadily fixed on the furnace, for if the time necessary for refining be exceeded in the slightest degree, the silver will be injured." The lady at once saw the beauty, and comfort too, of the _expression, "He shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."
Jesus sees it needful to put His children into a furnace; His eye is steadily intent on the work of purifying, and His wisdom and lover are both engaged in the best manner for them. Their trials do not come at random; "The very hairs of your head are numbered."
As the lady was leaving the shop, the silversmith called her back, and said he had forgotten to mention that the only way that he knows when the process of purifying is complete is when he sees his own image reflected in the silver.
Nice story. Just goes to show how much we need to learn to really undertsand...or how much we miss because of our ignorance.
thats truly a lovely story neak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I like to hear happy stories these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Good morning or evening to all, I'm hiding from AW and the shed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
We had a very nice church service today with the readings made by parishoners which is common these days and does make the service more inclusive. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
The sermon was - well - confronting to me and I think AW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
AW seems to gain so much from it and listens intently. I surmise it provides her with great comfort and dare I say it hope. She has become quite friendly with our Arch Bishop which I plead surprise with.
They like I, have big concerns for Aussie however like a good priest he keeps reassuring us that God has many mansions and there is one for Aussie - hopefully many years away of course - and that prayer DOES work <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
there is a poem that explains so much my own Grumpy and our Aussie written not too long ago by a veteran, it does I am afraid pull on my heart strings. Its rather annoying to find I'm not as immune to the issue as I thought I was.
BUGGER <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I don't know, but there are days when I feel I may not have been as good a wife as I should have been as I learn more about grumpy's experiences over the years, But its like getting blood out of stone.
AW struggles with the same thoughts I do believe.
We seem to avoid this discussion. Its rather uncomfortable to admit your failings and yes intollerance - I'm positive I'd like to take back some irritated comments over the years - bah humbug to sermons that make me think! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I see clearly.
I see clearly
The gathered ghosts
Like old friends
The young men who shall
we know no more
the gathered ghosts before
me on the parade ground
and in their ghostly smiles
and in my guilt filled dreams
of one who lived but died inside
I find an answer
If an answer can be found
At all
You can draw your souls water
from the clear spring
whose source is not fear -
but hope,
and not revenge -
but compassion.
I see no hope
Or peace for such as I
We who have seen
And smelt the sinews
Of war
The young men who shall
we know no more
is I
Ask AW who said this - she is the history buff and can probably give it to you in the original Latin or Greek - but I can remember the quote well enough I think -
"Only the dead have seen the last of war"
It doesn't seem as if we have learned much does it. But hope springs eternal and NOTHING is impossible to God.
I might just give Grumpy a big hug for no particular reason when he gets home tomorrow.
He'll probably fall over in shock <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
and in my guilt filled dreams
of one who lived but died inside
Well, AWMum, for somebody who
SAYS she's not tryingt to make me sad, what you write seems to be filling my eyes with tears a lot lately. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm not in any way recommending that you go back and read The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid, but if you have you'll know why that snippet of the poem was such a direct hit for me. The two men I know who survived Viet Nam--the one I married, and the one I couldn't--each in his own way has lived out the reality of those few words...and there's a world, and a lifetime, of sadness enclosed in just two lines.
Viet Nam was a towering event for them, which has cast a very long shadow over all that happened afterwards. I think it would be very interesting to visit with you about our life experiences. From what you say, every now and again, I've come to suspect that we've lived some remarkably similar lives. You have my condolences!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Sorry to butt in but have you ever been told you have to forgive yourself first? I've learned that very recently and although I resisted preferring to wallow in my guilt, it is true that the only real way to do something honest about our mistakes is to forgive ourselves and make amends for them.
It can be done. Once we really forgive ourselves , we will be able to make up for our mistakes.
It takes courage but at least it's more honest than cowardly opting to nurse our guilt.
Make sense? I'm new to this, but it's never too late. I hope.
Yes, forgiving yourself is hard. Very hard. Related to that self-inventory that is the second or third of the 12 steps. It is easier to move on after forgiving yourself.
Aussie friends - one of the most moving places I have ever been is the War Memorial (I think to soldiers of the second World War) in Melbourne. Simply awe inspiring.
Mom broke her foot at the portable Vietnam wall memorial.
AWMum, keep up the good work. I think you are doing therapy for Mom. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Oh, Mom, I told Neaksis you wanted to talk to both of us, but she never called back once she got the kids settled, so I think she fell asleep. We're both up now, whenever you're available.
tl that poem struck me like a mallet. Those two lines were like someone opening up my life to spread it out for all to see. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I think I would like to read of that susan if its ok? She would have fitted in our household quite comfortably I think.
Rella we are good at memorials, just not good at avoiding the need to have them!
Forgiveness? I’m not sure that it’s a subject I have pondered on much. I feel I did the best I could at the time with the tools and knowledge I had. Its just – was that good enough or just an excuse?
Regrets, I have a few - dont you LOVE that song - I know that I am by no means alone in this experience. There are so many and many of them have divorced. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I have no regret NOT leaving grumpy - well there are days lol- but I CHOSE to stay. Alcohol, and I suspect perhaps a woman or two, insensitivity and so on. WHY? you may ask. Some years ago my second youngest asked me that. Do I have a good answer? I'll let you know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
She also asked me why didn't I seek it elsewhere? Nosy little so & so. I was attracted to a few men during the years and one I had a severe case of the hots for but admit to chickening out. No great moral decision at least not a conscious one. I'm afraid I am no saint.
Please do not think I am unhappy by talking about this especially not today oh no I am not in any way and I will share that with you soon <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I have seen too the two parts of this sad struggle some it through AW & Aussie and came to understand so much of the relationship in my own M. Maybe why I have such a big soft spot for Aussie and want to really help AW besides the parent thing.
TL I guess its so easy for us to get upset because I think at this stage in our lives we SEE what could and should have been.
AND I"M F****ING ANGRY/ SAD/ FRUSTRATED - but not at Grumpy I've got past that- well most times. I feel all of the above for him and with him at society a bit and Governments and life in general at times.
I guess to "rage at the night, of the dying of the light" - poetry helps <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
But that said I admit to human failure and there are moments when I could just well do SOMETHING and scream at him WHY DIDN'T YOU COME HOME AS MY HUSBAND YOU ******.
but its useless. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
From a French phrase "Les sanglots longs des violons de l'automne blessent mon Coeur d'une langueur monotone" basically the translation with a poetic license is that 'he wounds my heart with a monotonous languor'
I'm not sure if I am expressing myself well here but in simple terms Vietnam or I suppose any war indescribably affects the wife/family of a serviceman. We too have gone to war and we so often are left alone with the broken stunned men to somehow stitch a worthwhile life back together.
The greatest regret I have is that there is never and will be never a way to garner back the lost years of isolation from my H who found it so so hard to show affection to even the kids, to be so stuck in the one place and one way of looking at things. It really pi**es me off at times. What a stinking waste.
But I am determined to make the best of it and hold to the joys I have and receive <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
NOW, what was that happy thing I had to tell you all about?
Oh yes lets see, it was about 4.30 this afternoon and I had left the shed project after AW was vigorously swearing and grunting and groaning about ‘freaking cement slabs and freaking steel mesh” <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Except she was NOT using the word ‘freaking’ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
When out of blue I heard this squeal – I thought oh oh she’s dropped something on her foot or broken something useful like an arm or a leg – so I make my way out and there she is assaulting a man – well she had tackled him to the wet cement floor and was very actively slobbering all over him.
Aussie has come home!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I said go get a room you two – and they did and they have <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I’m not sure WHEN they are coming up for air but I’m not washing any sheets with all that cement ok !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I surmise this is what makes it worthwhile tl, Happy children and I’m not crying its just the cement dust ---
Where are the pictures? I will teach you how to post them.
What a wonderful bit of news! Aussie's home!!!!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I just need to go love on my babies right now.
There is so much I am not equipped to teach them or give them.
But I shall give them all the love I can.
Does anyone have a cure for lack of structure, organization, consistency, and other ADD ills. Meds help. Coaching helps. But, heavens, this is overwhelming sometimes.
And my church is really struggling right now. Strange things going on. This is not the first time we have weathered a bout of division and exodus. But, every time it happens, it is painful. Right now, we are having an exodus of the more conservative people. And, an exodus it is - not just a trickle. 15 years ago, our attendance was around 650 - we plummeted to 350 a couple of years ago. Today, I counted and got 186 - in less than a year, we have lost over 100 people.
The interesting thing is that the group fleeing is the group w/ children. Even caused our youth minister to resign. So, we have no children to speak of from 1st grade to 7th grade. Youth group has declined. But we are picking up young couples in their 20s. We are not located in a neighborhood where many can afford to live. The houses around us start at well over $500,000 dollars. Well over that. They are tearing down quite a few houses and old apartment buildings in the area to build new condos that start at $500,000 so we are a congregation of commuters. As people move to the suburbs, they become less willing to commute toward town to worship. Maybe we should start some outreach in the downtown areas where they are building more and more housing.
I think I would like to read of that susan if its ok?
I only have a minute or two to post. First, about Aussie coming home... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> 2nd, about the cement sheets... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I hope they stayed out of the sinks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
As far as the story, it's all here towards the beginning of the thread. I couldn't stop you from reading it if I tried. I sometimes wonder now (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) if it was really a good idea to put that whole thing on the internet for any and all to see...but this is a
fine time to get squeamish, isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It's there. It's irretrievable. And it's true. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, Aussie's home. Thank God. The war has been heavy on my heart. The soldiers that I cared for after Fallujah in 2004, are in the same company of those that are accused of killing the innocent children and families in March.
I'm tired of war.
Mark Steyn, 6-4-06Thoughts from an ex-Marine I've got to leave early for work so I can go by Wal-Mart and buy some more cheapie reading glasses, but just wanted to post these two links for you, Believer. There was one the other day, too, but I didn't think to include it. I wish now I had, because I think many in the media are pre-judging this incident, and the accused aren't getting a fair shake. It must be even harder for you, since you know them. I'm sorry.
t&l
So glad to hear that Aussie is back again, safe and sound. TT
The first night I worked with the casualties, I was completely shocked. Had expected to see war fighters, not young boys. Down to the last one, they all wanted to recover and go back to be with their units.
They ranged from 18 to about 22. For some, Fallujah was their second tour in Iraq. Some had been wounded before.
I'm kind of afraid that something bad DID happen. It makes me extremely sad for the soldiers, the families in Iraq, and the rest that are still fighting. Many have been pushed too far.
At work, no one talks about it. Everyone is waiting to see the outcome.
just a very late drop in for you, its nearly 1.00pm here so I am thinking its very late in the US around 1.00am ???
my two love birds are up and about finishing the shed off together. Its amazing to see my daughters face loose the lines of grief and pain and again become as that 18 to 20 something wife who adores her husband. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> the years flee her then and she is so happy.
breakfast was funny and the one word I can think of to explain it is 'joyful' with the kids all there and Mikey in his dads lap who keeps looking up at him as if to say are you here really? I think hes very puzzled but just accepts it all as babies/toddlers do.
believer and tl I do think some incident happened but not like the papers or media show it. In Afghanistan during the invasion after 911 the SAS wiped out almost an entire village with all that entails. From what little detail has become available it was not in the heat of battle but a deliberate order from on high which was questioned a number of times and I must hope and probably think is true was misinterpreted by the officer in command at the scene.
But that does not bring back the dead.
I know the men and officers were sent home immediately and went into intense treatment, So are they victims or monsters?
To send men especially those who have not experienced much of battle or death into such places and then to say as the Government that you never thought they may either break down or get things wrong is just another big lie of war.
I will NEVER blame the men, but those who sent them there.
And of the cowardice of those who sent them there and now will not accept responsibility for the product of war. Who dare to think that war is some clincial game they can play and like Pilate wash the blood from their hands.
As you see it pushes my buttons as the kids would say.
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What a beautiful family snapshot you gave us - thank you.
As long as you're still awake and online, call me at 3393 and I'll tell you something you may or may not want me to post on your thread. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
off to cut the grass. I do need a studly yardman - one who can teach the prince how to do these things.
Good morning to all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
AW & Aussie have spent the night at my house while I have bravely held the post at their home with the kideroos!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
ok well with Mikey and the two young legal 'adults' who still seem like kids to me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Grumpy is due back tonight so back to the salt mine and washing machine. He'll have red dust in EVERYTHING, got in his swiss waterproof watch too, its a real pain. I'll end up washing his clothes about 3 times to get it out
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AW is having the day off from work - what they call a flexi day, trading hours worked over and above the standard hours for time off ( she has about 8 days up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
tl I have begun reading - are you sure we're not the same person with split realities? lol talk about close - maybe its our generation - yikes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Can I blame my parents like everyone else ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Yeah, sure....go ahead and blame your parents. Everyone always does. And, of course, it's always the parents' fault.
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<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hear, hear!
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Thanks rella, I will then !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak - naughty girl you'll get grounded AGAIN!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I'm a slow reader or reader who's a bit slow, depends on the subject and the internal workings - or not workings <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
tl your story of MS speaks of regrets. Nothing you could have done of course the war did that and I'm afraid you and I are not enough to change the horror of that time and place.
Myself I was in 'love' with my future H. He was handsome, this big broad country boy with a devil may care attitude and I have to admit the moment he said he loved me I shucked my clothes so fast you'd have thought it was a race. Sex there was a lot of. Quite a bit, too much, seeing as when he got drafted we got engaged I got pregnant he went to a camp for basic training I suppose its called.
Of course I was the 'shame' of the family, being Catholic I was on the slippery slide to h*ll already. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Then I did the really unthinkable, I actually gave birth to a child while unmarried!! The stones were being polished for the event so as to give good effect I suppose!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Oh my, AW just to reassure you I was married when you were born ok? Yes it was the SAME man - in body anyway. You won't need any counselling on this subject I promise.
Ok to cut a long story short, he FINALLY got leave and came back and did the RIGHT thing as my mum said, he married his soiled dove and we were supposed to live happily ever after.
My dear ol dad to give him his due, told me "I'll look after your mum, marry him only if its right for you ok Kitten" - his name for his silly daughter being me.
Of course I was in LOVE.
So we married, spent a week at Rottnest Island and then he told me the BIG secret - he was going to Vietnam the next month. What a lovely way to start married life!
But I was the daughter and grand daughter of ANZAC soldiers so i would handle it like my mum and gran did. Yes no problem, I , no we could do this. How innocent was I ? I learnt very quickly that having sex, having a baby did not suudenly invoke within some vast inherited wisdom or knowledge.
I was dumb and young, or vice versa. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I can only say that it was a very 'energetic' time for us and I was - how to put it delicately - extremely biblical with grumpy !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I'll not say much about those days and weeks and months but some time after the battle of Long Tan he came home a strange, bitter, angry man.
I wonder now if after a few years of this if I did not become a strange, bitter, angry woman?
Some room for thought, but maybe not <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
well as Mikey has woken and is making himself loudly known I will end with this - Grumpy never took his anger out on us his family, he just closed himself off from us more often than not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I was - how to put it delicately - extremely biblical with grumpy !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Did all that "knowing' make you very wise? (Neaksis eye-closing alert) It's never worked for
me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Even when it existed, back in the long ago and far away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> (OK, you can open them back up again.) That closed-off stuff is certainly something with which I'm familiar, however. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> They're there, but not really. It's a strange world to try and inhabit for a lifetime. Looking at it from the other end of my lifetime, I wouldn't have believed it if somebody told me...and looking at it from this end of my lifetime, it's hard to believe even though I've told it myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Did all that "knowing' make you very wise?
Oh goodness no <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I suppose what wisdom I have gained in this aspect of my life is from knowing that all that I tried did not work <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So I to a certain degree accepted what was, is. I understood there was love - his version of it anyway - I worked out eventually after many years that he showed it the way he could by working to make a living for us his family. Not particularly fulfilling for myself but there you are - that’s life.
I had dreams of a different future, a different present I find myself in as far as my marriage is concerned.
I will say that in the last few years he has become better for short periods in actually expressing a loving emotion between us. It quite unsettles me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
yes , what else can be said. Come this far but no further - perhaps there is a sign somewhere that says abandon all hope ye who passes beyond this point ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So So sadly I feel it happening to Aussie as well. You know he actually shudders when someone hugs him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
I mean the kids, AW, me, - anyone you can see him steeling himself to accept someone’s initial touch. Oh my that hurts.
And then he gets all embarrassed and starts being that well known species called a "CLAM".
Of course in my well known gentle fashion of a bull in a china shop - well Buffalo-ess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - I put it out there for all to see when I feel its required. No latitude on this subject with him at all. He is not going to be another grumpy for my daughter if I have anything to say about it.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Of course its a bit late to note that daughters often "marry their fathers". Guilty!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Oh and yes
Of course its a bit late to note that daughters often "marry their fathers". Guilty!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
there is no need for any deep analysis on this, I can't afford it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
There are also husbands who cope with wives that are closed off to them. It's good when both are willing to work for a better relationship. Often one or the other believes it can't happen. (meaning improvement)
Sometimes there is really no way to break through and have meaningful communication with a person we don't understand. Often there is a way - my W and I are glad we found it for us. It's far from perfect, but it is improving.
SS
Tonight, HP is taking me out for Chinese at my favorite restaurant. I accept the invitation for what it is and will enjoy it as such. We'll talk about a variety of superficial topics as our conversational boat skims across the Pool of Introspection, and never admit that there are still fierce creatures lurking just below its placid surface. And you know what? I'm OK with that. In fact, I'm more than OK with that. I'm FINE with that. So what if it's not what I was dreaming of when I was 21? It's what I've got now, and as far as I'm concerned, it's better than fighting. Better than hatred, anger, and unremitting hostility. He does what he's able to do and it would be unkind not to accept his effort in the spirit in which it's offered.
Of course, tomorrow he may be as annoying as all get-out--and I'll be hopping mad about it, too--but tonight is tonight and I'm not living tomorrow till I get there.
That's my story, and I'm sticking to it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l, off to vote against everything I don't like! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Of course its a bit late to note that daughters often "marry their fathers". Guilty!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to have to think about this one. Except for the fact that they can both be cranky, I've never thought Neak's husband and her dad resembled each other much. Scary thought. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, is right. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Is it election day? Rats!
VOTE NO ON EVERYTHING SAVE US ALL THE TROUBLE <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hi AJ. Good to see you stopping by.
They don't have to go off to war to be closed off.
OK,
What I really want to know, is..... what did T&L order for diner?
SS
(all dishes are vegetarian) mock chicken with sweet-sour sauce, sizzling rice soup, tofu salad, egg rolls, chow mein noodles. HP's fortune cookie said, "You are cheerful and well-liked." Mine said, "Faith is the answer to success." Oddly enough, I didn't even know success had a question!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I'm on the phone with Neaksis, and can't multi-task sufficiently to talk to her and tell you why we went out to dinner. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'll be back later. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I went out to lunch with a co-worker recently. We went to a pan-Asian restaurant. When we got to our fortune cookies, we got a good laugh.
I went back to the office and went into my supervisor's office - asked if I could talk with him. Very seriously, I told him that we had been out to lunch and that we now had information that led us to believe that our workload would drastically increase in the next little while. (We have been in a backlog situation for a year - many of us are working overtime weekly - something unusual for most state employees.) This information was something of which he might not be aware but I wanted to pass it on. He was greatly concerned.
The co-worker and I had matching fortunes. "Your business will increase by vast proportions."
He sat there confused by the revelation - then he got it - and laughed heartily.
I'm awake at this ungodly hour because I'm being paid for it. What's YOUR excuse? I thought you worked sane hours in a clinic or something intelligent like that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well its early evening over here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
grumpy is home and I did the hug and cuddle thing and he did just about fall over. No matter, he's disoriented so now is the time to get him to pay the credit card account and power bill <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Love birds are a twittering merrily, well one is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I'll let you guess who she is.
AND the big news is that whats his name - travelling soldier- is due back any time soon so GD will be so so happy and I'll have ANOTHER pair of love birds to throw the cold water of reality over <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
He'll be way up in Darwin first but on home soil at least.
I dont think there is any way they will wait 7 years until she has completed medicene so I'm thinking wedding bells and church in a year or so if not sooner - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Oh My Goodness - I'm going to have to go lay down - it just ocurred to me - GREAT GRAND CHILDREN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'm too young, AW is too young to be a grand mother - someone send for smelling salts, no chocolate, lots of it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Some Parents Are Just a Tad Odd <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Courtesy of Lady Clueless.....
A GOOD PUN IS ITS OWN RE-WORD
A pessimist's blood type is always b-negative.
A Freudian slip is when you say one thing but mean your mother.
Shotgun wedding: A case of wife or death.
I used to work in a blanket factory, but it folded.
Corduroy pillows are making headlines.
Sea captains don't like crew cuts.
A successful diet is the triumph of mind over platter.
Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
Without geometry, life is pointless.
A man's home is his castle, in a manor of speaking.
Dijon vu -- same mustard as before.
When two egotists meet, it's an I for an I.
What's the definition of a will? (Come on, it's a dead giveaway!)
In democracy your vote counts. In feudalism, your count votes.
If you don't pay your exorcist, you get repossessed.
When a clock is hungry, it goes back four seconds.
The man who fell into an upholstery machine is fully recovered.
You feel stuck with your debt if you can't budge it.
Local Area Network in Australia: The LAN down under.
He often broke into song because he couldn't find the key.
Every calendar's days are numbered.
A lot of money is tainted. It t'aint yours and it t'aint mine.
A boiled egg in the morning is hard to beat.
The short fortuneteller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.
Those who jump off a Paris bridge are in Seine.
Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead-to-know basis.
Acupuncture is a jab well done.
Those parents are nuts.
But your one-liners are kinda funny in a not-so-funny way.
Well hi there you all!!
Its actually me, myself, I, not my ever so loose lipped mum.
I was not "twittering" mother <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I was being adorable for my H <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and tl those parents are not just a tad odd, they are not just a 'snaga' short of a barbie, they have lost the entire meat pack.
Hey mum !!! GREAT GRANDMA !! ROTFLMAO lol this deserves a special icon show <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is not worried at all. He says his princess told him there would no sex for about 5 years after M when she was sure he could cope with it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now we talk about fog & denial here on MB but really ..............
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Neak how are you? Things are great here and I think I need ice for the brusing I've been kissing that man of mine so much lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But the dreary real world rears its ugly head and that means work and I don't feel like it !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well at least Mikey can stay home with his dad for a day or two, though mum may have to be around because he still has this 'issue' with dirty nappies. What a baby - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well hello, A-dub in the flesh!
This is my third day of being sick, but I'm ok other than that.
I just heard back from the PP editor, explaining a little more about their process. I take no offense at anything he said, especially when he himself liked the book, but it is just funny to me that such a very conservative person as myself could be a potential source of controversy, from people even more conservative than I.
Even if I were not conservative, I am such a peaceable, easygoing person that it's hard to imagine me as the cause of discord. Anyway, this is what he said:
Neak, the steps of our process are as follows. The book editors (three of us) review new material and decide whether to get marketing and sales people involved. Your material has gone to the next step, which is circulation to the ten members of the acquisitions committee. If they approve it, the book publishing committee, which is our management team, takes a look and gives final approval. I hope to see that process finished soon. I must say, though, that I think we will need to have the material reviewed by some people outside the building, since it's an unusual approach to the Jesus story. I liked it very much myself. So far the other editors do too. But we're already thinking that some types of people in the church will object to it. That doesn't mean we won't publish it, but we have to pray and consult to find out if it's OK to proceed.
I'm going on vacation for a couple of weeks, and I'll be in the office in early July. In the meantime you can be in contact with our editorial assistant {blah blah contact information]
Regards,
Tim
Neak: The New Controversy
I'm telling you--life lately is absolutely driving me nuts!!! And it's getting to be such a short trip it's hardly even worth getting in the car for the journey! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Did you see A2 on B's thread?
*waves* HI!!!!!!!!!!!!
Just for t&l,
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Apples and Wine
Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the
tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are
afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples
from the ground that aren't as good, but easy.
The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to
come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top
of the tree.
Now Men.... Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up
to women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something
acceptable to have dinner with.
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Ignore my sig line. I am still fixated.
hi neak and tl & nc and everyone!!
Aussie said hi back but he's busy dishing up my dinner, rolled marinated lamb , smells so yum!! I love being spoiled <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
In case you have any doubts Aussie did the cooking, no one, especially mum, is allowed in the kitchen when the MAN cooks <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
except after when its clean up time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
but look, anything I don't have to cook myself WILL taste wonderful regardless <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, including a big macs.
Sort of looses its charm when you have to do it night after night after night after night after night ...... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Which is why mum is so happy to come over most nights to share the bothersome task ..lol and gets to have Mikey as long as she wants as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
tl I really HAVE been where you are, probably a bit further down the dark alley ways at times than I want to be again, but I feel sometimes it is a part of life, we follow a path and it seems impossible to leave it.
When all I feel I have left is hope I hang onto that like a person drowning in a dark sea, it helps to know that I have so many who even with all my craziness still love me. And funny enough to admit its hard at those times.
when they can persuade me to talk <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Now talking about driving to get there ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
.............
Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline
It would been a long hard year
She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention
She was going way to fast
Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass
She saw both their lives flash before her eyes
She didn't even have time to cry
She was sooo scared
She threw her hands up in the air
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this all on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
Jesus take the wheel
It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder
And the car came to a stop
She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock
And for the first time in a long time
She bowed her head to pray
She said I'm sorry for the way
I've been living my life
I know I've got to change
So from now on tonight
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this all my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this road I'm on
dinners ready for me now so I'm digging in while the going is good...
question? why do men NEED three times the pots and pans to cook than ANY woman?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
question? why do men NEED three times the pots and pans to cook than ANY woman?
It's the other way around at our house, I've always wondered about that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS
Hi, NCW, A2, AW, et al...
I think my husband's solution to the apple tree metaphor would be to get out his power saw, cut the whole thing down, and then harvest the apples that are now easily within reach! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> He's actually been quite nice lately, which will work as long as no one scratches the surface or does something that annoys him. So guess what I'm doing? Fortunately I keep my fingernails short...
We went out to dinner Tuesday, at his suggestion. I thought it was for a late mother's day, but when we got there he said, "Happy Anniversary." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I had completely forgotten it and had NO idea whatsoever that another one was upon us. Now I admit that I usually forget our anniversary, while he always remembers it. Even the one year that he didn't acknowledge it openly, I'm sure he knew in his head when it occurred. (That year I remembered it myself. On the day, too. Am I perverse, or what?) But I generally remember that it's coming up, even if I blank it out on the actual date. (And nobody needs to psychoanalyze this, either. I can figure out quite nicely, all by myself, why I've been doing this now for 35 years! And not consciously, or on purpose, either.) But this year, worried as I am about the totally unwarranted $5,000 lawsuit Target is trying to pin on my dad and the refinance for the house so we can get our crappy septic replaced before the county evicts Neak's family and GP, it didn't so much as waft across my mind, not even once, although I certainly heard 6-6-06 spoken of enough times! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Fortunately for the pleasure of the meal, he was amused at my surprise, and the meal was enjoyed in amiable conversation (on my part, generally), and equally amiable listening (on his)...although I did see the clam shell open and close regularly for the insertion of comestibles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Afterwards we went next door to the chocolate factory and had one piece of candy each--the maximum amount of additional food we could've eaten before exploding. "And it other news tonight, downtown Lodi was mysteriously obliterated by..." As we sat and ate it, he mentioned that if Neak and her family moved to Oklahoma, there were some places in Kansas that he might be interested in sometime. The girls got a good laugh out of that. Neaksis said, "See, I TOLD you he'd think about it for awhile and then come up with something that was his own idea. You'd better start packing." Ha! Toto doesn't WANT to go to Kansas. At least not yet...
And then, so that you can fully savor the entirety of our anniversary celebration, to cap the evening off and put the finishing touches on this rare moment of harmonious marital union, we...
Are you sure you're mature enough to hear this?
Positive?
Well, OK, then, but don't say I didn't warn you.
We split up, and he headed home to watch TV and play his guitar, and I went on to work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> And eat the leftover Chinese in the middle of the night.
A lovely time was had by all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. "Lamb," I understand. "Marinated," I understand. "Rolled," I understand, too, at least theoretically. But not with "marinated" and "lamb". Who's doing the rolling? Is it before or after marination? And, most of all, WHY? There is no vegetarian equivalent, I must confess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Are you sure you're mature enough to hear this?
Positive?
Well, OK, then, but don't say I didn't warn you.
We split up, and he headed home to watch TV and play his guitar, and I went on to work. And eat the leftover Chinese in the middle of the night.
A lovely time was had by all.
Smartie pants <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS
Smartie pants <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Thank you, SS. The pleasure was all mine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I think you've finally given me an explanation for middle-aged hip widening that I can live with...it's all that extra brain power!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh, one last little thing before I dash.
The Dervish has been watching one of his favorite documentaries: Tiller Squig.
These sometimes-vicious squig have been known to attack divers, and are very intelligent.
He likes the documentary about Tiller Jellyfish almost as much, the one about the 'boxing jellyfish' named 'Earkahnshee'.
I've been up with Mikey for a while and finally got him back to sleep..... feel like I have poured a spoonful of grit under my eyes, my head is pounding and my sinus is in full swing and I feel ick as in "ICK" not quite sick as if I have eaten some greasy food.
Something spicy would go down just right! and
I really really want a tomato on rye bread with fresh pepper bit of lemon juice on top ...... mmmmm right now ,,, but I cant be bothered getting it.
any volunteers?
or maybe green tea ice cream
with some choc chips
wheres the tummy salts.
the dervish you have to just smile, cute as, and he is quite right to be worried about the 'Earkahnshee'.. they are almost as bad as the beansidhe....lol
just ask my mum she'll tell you that male snoring in this house just like a horde of beansidhe & is loud enough to wake the dead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm going back to bed, 4.02am , someone shoot me with Berocca boosts & earplugs ............ PLEASE
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Is lamb rolling similar to cow tipping?
Good one Cinders -
And Neak, I'd like to get a hold of that Tiller Squig - I'd go round the garden with it a couple of times.
Sweet dreams T&L.
SS
And, when you get through with it, bring in to my house....PLEASE!
T&l, you sound normal again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Could it be the anniversary dinner? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So does everyone else (waving to all)
No, I don't think it was the anniversary dinner, even though it was a lovely gesture and accepted as such. I think I'm like one of those kiddie toys with weights in the bottom and air in the top ( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), that when you punch it, it goes down flat and then pops back up again. Doggone it--I'm irrepressible, and usually sooner rather than later I am compelled to find something to laugh at, and a joke to tell. STOP ME BEFORE I JEST AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis' young Val made a funny this week. She found the primary election brochure/voter's guide thingy that Neaksis received, and spent a little time reading the cover. Suddenly she sparkled with excitement, and said to Neaksis, "Oh! The Republican Party!!!!!!!! Can I go?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
you know tl, the frightening thing is that mum said you would bounce back pretty soon.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
well Aussie was in a picky mood this morning, very restless so I sent him to play in the shed. OMG <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> now THAT sounds like my mum !!!
someone send help, I'm turning into my mum!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I wonder if intensive therapy would help? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
OK, that's going to get annoying if your mom can start making accurate predictions of behavior from halfway around the world!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Who gets scared worse about you turning into your mother--you, or her? Is she <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />...or better yet, just plain <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />.
Neak seems to be sick still, so I'm taking all 4 of her kids tomorrow (5, 7, 9, and 91) to church and a nature walk in the afternoon. I'll be a gibbering idiot by tomorrow night...and you don't even WANT to know what's gonna happen to them!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ahem, what I was TRYING to say is that I'm sure they'll all get a rich spiritual blessing from the lessons we'll learn tomorrow from God's Book of Nature, as well as His Holy Bible, and will be diligent and quiet and studiously interested in the things dear Noah (that would be ME!) is attempting to teach them...always bearing in mind that the fun Noah, the laughing Noah, the finding us exciting things to do Noah, is a mere half-step away from the Marine Drill Sgt. Noah that emerges, alien-like, from her stomach when the troops get rowdy.
I'm sure they'll be just charming. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Or dead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Life IS all about choices, you know...
t&l
My poor tummy is still unhappy. I was carsick the whole trip to town, but when AJ made supper it smelled so good I decided it would be worth it even if I threw it up.
I'm almost entirely sure I won't throw it up, but it is not sitting well anyway.
What better place to recuperate than at the computer? The screen sends out soothing rays that quiet the most fretful invalid, you know. You didn't? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> I thought everyone knew that.
My info arrived today for how to get set up with Amazon Shorts. I can hardly wait, even though it sounds like a tropical summerwear line. "And with your Amazon Shorts, you can combine the Amazon Shirt with optional Jacket, but order now and we will throw in the Amazon Swimming Suit a-n-d the Amazon Terry Cloth Towel . . . for free!"
Off to bed. It's a good thing I only had one baby can of Coke this afternoon.
It has been very cute, I've been sitting on the bed with the laptop, and several times AJ woke up just enough to pat (flail) around and make sure I was there, and now he is curled so closely around me with his whole body, that I can hardly type. I'm probably going to have to sleep on his side of the bed, since he's scooted me almost to the edge of mine.
Cute little Diarrhea Elizablatt seems to have turned into Pukey Elizabarf, doesn't she. She promises me she's not pregnant again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> But she's sure been queasy a lot lately... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Marines at Haditha Believer, maybe it will turn out OK for your Camp Pendleton friends after all. In the end...
t&l
There, see Believer, just knew there was more to the story than you read or see in the media. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
What happened to presenting a fair and even report?
lets hope all are cleared and that nothing did happen as was alledged. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW is off colour as well TL. Very seedy looking and says her sinuses are driving her crazy. Aussie also had a bad night and AW said he was mumbling and muttering all night when he wasn't snoring !!
She went to bed very early after picking at food all day, eating a bit and then bringing it back up most times. Whats with tomato is what I ask? I mean if it made me sick I would stop eating it.
Right now Aussie is watching footy replays and oblivious to all - he'll be a sleep in the chair in the morning & whinge about feeling like a pretzel <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Not exactly the life of the party here tonight but its apparently a lot quieter <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
just for the record Grumpy is working on a Sat night because - well he can I suppose! Who am I to question the man of the house after all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
1st Marine Speaks Out Regarding Haditha War is an ugly thing, in any time, for any generation. I know NO ONE in my generation that was not affected, in one way or another, to some extent (however small), by Viet Nam. But from my perspective, this war is different from the ones which have gone before. There is a savagery on the part of the enemy that is unmatched, I think, in any modern conflict...and goodness knows, the Japanese during WWII (for just one example) were brutal enough, and this brutality was not only condoned, but encouraged.
Here, it seems to me, the callous disregard for life has been ratcheted up exponentially, and Haditha was a hotbed of this philosophy. Beheadings and hangings were almost every day events, with filming done of them, and video reproductions passed out to the populace...both for entertainment and for the instilling of fear in the minds of anyone who might consider crossing the will of the terrorists in
de facto control of the town. In the safety of our American (or Australian, or European, or whatever) homes and cities, we can have no idea of what it actually would mean to reside in a place where our very lives are held as cheaply as we would value the fly buzzing around our heads.
THWACK!!
I heard recently that the Nicholas Berg decapitation video, which decapitation was performed personally by the recently-deceased al-Zarqawi,
lasted for 7 minutes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Neak's husband says you can see it on Michael Savage's website. Personally, I think I'll pass. I do not think it at all beyond the possibility that terrorists would kill a bunch of civilians, then concoct a story to place blame on the soldiers for unprovoked atrocities. Not in this case, because, as the article states, the soldier in charge of the mission has admitted that the Marines were responsible for the civilian deaths, while denying that they were deliberately targeted, or that the incident was covered up.
Ordinarily, I diligently avoid political and religious discussions. It seems to me that they tend to shed a lot of heat but very little light, and when they're all done, not only has nobody changed their minds but now they're angry, too. Even now, having stuck a toe into this mess of conflicting opinions, I'm not interested in a squabble with anyone. But I feel I must state my believe that a Christian, while feeling sorrow for the evil and pain that is in the world, should never be surprised by any of this, since it was clearly foretold by Jesus Himself, as a sign and a warning that His second coming is near. And it will only get worse as that day approaches. Personal, inner peace is always available on an individual basis to the believer in Christ. Collectively, however, true world peace, while a worthy goal, is (according to the Bible) an unattainable state here on this side of eternity.
Nobody has to believe what the Bible says, of course. But if you do believe, you should consider 1 Thessalonians 5:3, a text set specifically in a passage considering the second coming of Jesus. It says, "For when they shall say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall not escape." From all over globe today you can hear, in the call for "Peace, peace," the fulfillment of the first part of this text. When men, through their conquering wars, negotiated settlements, treaties, and "binding" agreements come to the point where they say at last, "We have done it. We are safe," according to the Bible, sudden destruction (Jesus' return) is at the door. Fellow Christian, keep that in mind as you follow the news and read about the continuing human efforts to bring peace to this troubled planet.
"And when these things begin to come to pass, then look up, and lift up your heads: for your redemption draweth nigh." (Luke 21:28)
t&l
Last night I fell asleep on the couch while knitting a baby blanket for a couple at church. I awoke at 10:15 this morning - not in time to run the powerpoint for our 10 a.m. worship service at church.
Then, I was going to take D to see 'A Prairie Home Companion' movie around 2 p.m. this afternoon. Decision was reached at about 1:15. The next showing in town is at 4:oo this afternoon. The schedule is not doing so well. Anyone want to go outside w/ me and pull poison ivy?
Nobody has to believe what the Bible says, of course. But if you do believe, you should consider 1 Thessalonians 5:3, a text set specifically in a passage considering the second coming of Jesus. It says, "For when they shall say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall not escape." From all over globe today you can hear, in the call for "Peace, peace," the fulfillment of the first part of this text. When men, through their conquering wars, negotiated settlements, treaties, and "binding" agreements come to the point where they say at last, "We have done it. We are safe," according to the Bible, sudden destruction (Jesus' return) is at the door. Fellow Christian, keep that in mind as you follow the news and read about the continuing human efforts to bring peace to this troubled planet.
I hear you.
Glad I met you, at least on the internet, too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Where is the verse...'My grace is sufficient'? I gotta go to work....Haven't loaded my Bible software on this computer...that's on my infinite list of things to do.
Morning to all the neak & tl family - that includes all posters too of course - I do hope you had a good weekend <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
the weekend was reasonable peaceful here with Michael being the noisiest little devil of the whole crowd. It would appear that he has found out that the voice box is a tool for making noise and is quite happily testing it out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
I remember encouraging AW to speak when a baby - well she thought about it and decided she wouldn't right then - and then when she FINALLY decided she would utter words - well I spent the next 17 years telling her to shut up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> oh goodness did I type that ?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
of course now we are back to encouraging her to talk <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
oh well such is parenthood <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
TL I'm not knowledgeable enough to argue one way or the other on when or how our Lord will come – his time is not our time and God has his way of doing things no matter what we think or desire.
I feel myself what is important is to live your life as if our Lord is coming tomorrow, at least try to and ask forgiveness when you – as we say in OZ - bugger up. Because we all seem to at times. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Like you tl I find the Vietnam war has affected all of my generation in some way. Many know and live with those who fought in it and conversely know those who fought against it.
All war is brutal and I’m not sure this war is especially brutal just that for the first time, WE at home are seeing the very dirty results of it live or by video and can see what our soldiers probably see every day. It started in Vietnam and technology has now allowed us to get inside the vehicles, to wear the helmet that our soldiers wear. Is that good?
Truthfully I’m not sure it is. I feel the danger is that we could become so blasé about such violence that we may become the very thing we are trying to stop – totally unfeeling about the lives of others. War twists your values and emotions and frankly I’ve enough of that at home without watching it elsewhere.
Today was very interesting talking about getting used to such wars and losses. I attended a memorial service with AW at the SAS barracks for the 10 members of Company A killed while in service. How horrible for their families it just cuts like a knife to see the children.
Serving and former members of the ADF joined the families of those killed to pray and remember mates. Very sad and I admit to crying. I truly understand AW’s inability to remain unaffected by the Military ceremony. She hates it. Like my daughter I feel I would not be able to handle many of these. Very avoiding I know. How agonzing it must be to be the wife, mother, father, child of the slain.
A chaplain who was in a follow on Blackhawk told a story of how he held a sergeant in his final moments and all he was worried about was his mates, his wife and his family and asked that his wife forgive him for not coming back . I had tears pouring down my face and thanked God for Grumpy even as he is and Aussie the same.
I saw grown tough war hardened men cry and thought what have we - this country - done to such men.
Though I have not said it to AW I do not think Aussie could give it up even if you told him he was going be killed. They just don’t think that way it appears. But one hopes and prays and knows nothing is beyond our Lord.
"Only the Dead Have Seen the End of War" –Plato
- how sad that after nearly 2500 years we have not found a better way – but yet what do you do when people like Hitler arise? Let them win? I could never agree to that peace at any price.
I suppose that like AW and the countless women before her we will have to let our men go to war and wait for good news. But we don’t have to pretend we like it.
Oh goodness lets talk about ------ COOKING instead that’s pleasant & can be yummy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
APPLE & CELERY SOUP with blue cheese & chive toasties
Serves 4 takes about 20 minutes o prepare and another 25 to cook.
Ingredients
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SOUP
1 small Head of fresh celery roughly chopped about 3 1/2 cups
1 oz Butter
4 cups Vegetable Stock
1 medium Brown Onion, peeled and diced
2 medium potatoes finely chopped
2 Cloves of garlic
2 tea spoons ground ginger
4 medium apples peeled
Salt and milled pepper
TOASTIES
mild Blue Cheese about 3 1/2 oz
finely chopped chives – 1 cup
8 slices large wholemeal bread crusts removed boys so don’t complain
2 oz butter
2 bacon rashes finely chopped if you want meat
Method
SOUP
Melt butter in a large pan.
Add onion & garlic and cook, stirring until onion is soft.
Add potatoes, celery, apples and ground ginger
Cook, stirring, for a further 5 minutes
Add vegetable stock & bring to boil.
Simmer covered for about 15 min or until vegetables are tender
Remove from heat
Season with salt & pepper
Allow soup to cool slightly then in the blender in batches until the soup is smooth
Return to pan and reheat until soup is hot & ready to serve.
Now the toasties – you can actually add bacon to these for the meat eaters who won’t do without but its up to you.
TOASTIES
Melt butter in a large frying pan
Add spring onions & bacon & cook until bacon is lightly browned or spring onions are soft if you are not using bacon – don’t burn them or brown them too much
Spread blue cheese over 4 slices
Divide bacon/spring onion mix over cheese & place remaining bread over the 4 slices like a sandwich.
Melt extra butter in the same pan
Add the sandwiches and cook until brown in both sides & cheese is slightly melted
Cut the slices into 4 triangles each just like you do for the kids – or men hehehehe
Garnish soup with some more blue cheese and 4 toasties each and then dig in. Its yum
Hey AW, sounds that soup sounds yummy, it's extremely cold here so soup weather! AND I have half a slice of blue cheese in the fridge looking to be used <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My only doubt is what kind of apple?
Where is Eve - she might know.
That was fast. 3.5 hours to the second page.
Something odd has come over me. Yesterday, religion. Today, politics!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm not trying to start a fight, a discussion, or a meeting of minds. I'm just stating my own opinion. In passing... While I don't agree with everything he does, I like George Bush. Generally. I don't usually like snarky jokes about him. But this one made me laugh out loud. And it's made me laugh again every time I've read it since the first time earlier today, when a friend from work sent it to me.
Donald Rumsfeld is briefing George Bush in the Oval Office.
"Oh, and finally, sir, three Brazilian soldiers were killed in Iraq today.
Bush goes pale, his jaw hanging open in stunned disbelief. He buries his face in his hands, muttering, "My God ... My God."
"Mr. President," says Cheney, "we lose soldiers all the time, and it's terrible. But I've never seen you so upset. What's the matter?"
Bush looks up and says ...
"How many is in a Brazilian?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Glad I met you, at least on the internet, too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Thank you, cc46 and SS. I would never, ever have wished upon my daughter (or anybody) the events of the past year. I wish her husband had never had an affair. I wish she had never been hurt. I wish the baby hadn't died. I wish. I wish. I wish.
And yet, since these things--and more--all DID happen, I will never stop being thankful for the people we have met because events drove us to this board, for the interesting friendships that have been formed, and for knowledge and insights that we would have been unlikely to have gained any other way. Thank you to you all--each one who has contributed and participated in this journey through treacherous and uncharted territory. You have been, and are, valuable to us all in ways you don't even begin to know.
t&l
Where is the verse...'My grace is sufficient'?
2 Corinthians 12:9
TL I'm not knowledgeable enough to argue one way or the other on when or how our Lord will come
Me, neither. That's why we're lucky the Bible is so clear on not only how, but when He will return. Although it teaches that no man knows the day or the hour, it also explicitly states that we can know the signs of its approach, and what they are...which are quite a bit like reading the current issue of Newsweek, Time, or your local paper, when you come right down to it.
However, I don't argue religion. Should our opinions differ on some Bible topic, your opinion is as good as mine, which is as good as anybody else's...and no opinion matters, really, except what God has said in His Holy Word. Our church believes that the Bible should be allowed to interpret itself, and that neither human opinion nor tradition is an authoritative part of this process. So I don't expect anybody to be taking anything
I say, or personally think, as something of any greater validity than the next guy's. There is a higher Authority than us all, and if I am wise (Not always, unfortunately! Not even necessarily OFTEN!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />) I will submit to it in faith, whether I understand or not. I'm not so hot on faith, in the absence of understanding, I'm ashamed to admit. It's an uphill climb for me, and some days the mountain top seems impossibly high, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That was fast. 3.5 hours to the second page.
So we were dull today. Nobody can be fascinating every single moment, after all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
the Bible should be allowed to interpret itself, and that neither human opinion nor tradition is an authoritative part of this process
I am reading the whole Bible for the first time! So, I really cannot say much but what I have discovered which is a little worrisome is that the Bible says slightly (sometimes not so slightly) different things according to the language you read it in!
At first that frightened me and I immediately decided I had to learn greek and hebrew <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
In the meantime, I calmed down and read it in both languages, just in case....
I'll start hebrew first <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Good morning to all!!
I find the different interpretations of the bible so interesting, It never upsets me to know others think so differently from my own opinions - when I have them of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> - and do listen to many documentaries and debates on the issues.
Our new pope has become surprisingly refreshing for a so called conservative. He has questioned so much we took for granted and I think challenges us to look again and breath new life into our faith. He doesn't seem to pull any punches and draws a line in the sand and says thats it. I am - was- so surprised to hear him ask forgiveness from other faiths for the past sins of the Church. Not that it was not overdue but never thought to hear it. Now remember this pope was the head of the Inquisition not the boy scouts.
Yes you may not be aware of it but the Inquisition is alive and well. Its just that they dont burn people at the stake these days - well not too often <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> - oops am I going to be in trouble <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
They actually now look at theology and teachings to investigate what is truly a teaching of the faith or is not.
Anyway all, I find it interesting and I wonder how amused the good Lord must be at out efforts to define His will and bend it to our own wishes. I feel He will let us destroy ourselves or save ourselves but will give lots of help and guidence, afterall He gave us free will and I don't think he's going to let us wimp out on it now, But thats just my thoughts on it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Aren't I going to terribly embarrassed if I'm wrong??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
tl I feel so much of what you expresed about your lovely neak and family and all I have met here. I do wish my own daughter had not lost a child, and lets be honest, that she had no affair, that Aussie did not have go to war.
But it did happen and I am not sure if you all could ever ever understand the importance each and everyone of you had on AW and continue to do so. Such wonderful people make me wish to have one of those Star Trek beam me up thingies so I could come visit you all. When you get sick of me you could just push a button and send me on to the next one !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Now apples in the recipe - tl you must try it, it's so yum - use whatever. I've tried cooking apples, the granny smiths, it all works ok.
TL do you eat fish or are you a totally a non meat eater?
I am reading the whole Bible for the first time!
You will certainly find parts that are more interesting than others, parts that seem more applicable and relevant to you personally, parts that amaze you with their beauty, and parts that make you go, "Huh?" Keep plowing through, if you come to what seems to be a "dead" spot. There are infinite riches for your heart and your life still contained beyond.
the Bible says slightly (sometimes not so slightly) different things according to the language you read it in!
I am
so not going to get into a battle over the various versions. In the right circles, you can almost get people to come to blows over which one is best...which, I think, sort of negates the whole purpose of talking about the Bible in the first place. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Having said that, however, there are versions which are more faithful to the original languages than other versions. There are some versions which have been altered to fit a particular faith's particular belief. I suggest that you read what you have. Ask God to speak to your heart through what is available to you, and not get too bogged down in heavy scholarship right off the bat. Jesus saves you, not a deep knowledge of the minutiae of theological disputes.
I immediately decided I had to learn greek and hebrew
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> is right! I am grateful for my Bible dictionary and Strong's exhaustive concordance, in which I can look up the meaning of troublesome words, but my compulsion to explore pretty much stops there. For me, learning Greek and Hebrew would be like trying to grow wings and fly. You are very brave. And ambitious. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I get in enough trouble in English, and my little bit of obstetric Spanish. I think I'll stick with that. Oh, and I still remember a few bad words in American Sign Language, which are pretty much all that's stuck in my head in the 15+ years since I took the class. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Now remember this pope was the head of the Inquisition not the boy scouts.
Yes you may not be aware of it but the Inquisition is alive and well.
Yes, I was aware of it.
I am not sure if you all could ever ever understand the importance each and everyone of you had on AW and continue to do so. Such wonderful people
I just consider this blessing of MB friendships to be at least a partial fulfillment of God's promise that if we love Him, He will make "all things work together for good." It reminds me of the story (if I told it before, it was a LONG time ago, so it doesn't
count!) which sort of illustrates how I feel about everyone...although you'll be able to easily see that it can't work on every single level or it would be really oogie for us.
This couple had a little boy who was so filled with boundless optimism, and the belief that everything would always go right and be right, that his parents became concerned that life would be cruel to him when he met with the inevitable disappointments that growing up would bring. They tried for a long time, and repeatedly, to inject reality checks into his attitude, but nothing they did seemed to make any difference. Finally, they came up with an idea they felt SURE would work. They purchased a truck load of horse manure, had it delivered to their house and dumped in the lawn. Then they told their son to go outside, because there was a very special, really big surprise for him there.
He tore out the door, stopped and stared at the mound of manture, and for a moment there was complete silence. The parents looked at each other and were just starting to smile, when suddenly they heard him exclaim, "Oh, wow! Oh, boy! Goodie, goodie, goodie!" as his gleeful laughter rang through the neighborhood. Smiles turned to confusion as Mama and Daddy stepped out the door to see what was happening. There they found their son, an expression of blissful joy on his face and squeals of delight coming from his lips, knee-deep in poop, and digging towards the center just as fast as he could, while horse apples (not the soup kind) flew all over the yard.
"What's the matter with you?" they asked. "Why are you so happy? Can't you see it's just
manure?"
Bubbling with laughter, the boy replied, "Of course, I can see what it is, but don't you understand? With all this poop, there's
got to be a pony in here SOMEWHERE!"
Well, as far as I'm concerned, MB friends are the ponies...just without the accompanying detritus, thank goodness. And who knew, when we first started digging through the mess that there was going to be something so good, so rewarding, so joyful, hidden down there? Did you? I certainly didn't.
Now apples in the recipe - tl you must try it
You hear that, girls? AW's mum says I
must try this soup. I'm telling her you're on top of this, so you'd better get cracking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
TL do you eat fish or are you a totally a non meat eater?
Nope, no fish. There are many meat analogs that vegetarians can try. And I do. But fish smells so, well, so FISHY!! There's even a product called "tuno," which is (guess what kind?) a fish substitute. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I don't know what it tastes like, but it sure
smells like the real thing. I eat milk and eggs, and some cheese in cooking. It would be hard to find anything at the hospital cafeteria if I didn't. And we wouldn't want my middle-aged pudge to waste away now, would we? Actually, we would...but it's so much WORK! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Tomorrow maybe. Or the day after. Or not! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well good ol' bed beckons as my GD got home safe & sound from Uni - I can't help it I'm a worrier and until shes home I worry!!
tl I will have to dig up recipes to try as the girls all went through the vege only stage and I was stretched to cook things they would accept - like one would accept eggs & cheese and another wouldn't - I think I was very patient and understanding back then - now I'm an irritable old so & so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I rather thought it was 'determined' myself but whatever the girls reckon - I only remind them that they will turn into me as they grow wiser <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
because we all know aging stops at 40.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
AW & I still cook these big ham & spinach Quiches for Aussie but PLEASE dont tell him they are Quiches - call then ham & egg pies - because as we all know - real men DONT eat Quiche
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on that note a good night and happy dreams to all who are going to bed and have a great day to the rest!
p.s I think I'm going to get AW checked out by her sister as she is still flu like and looks like she has been run over by a bus - mama has suspicions <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
because we all know aging stops at 40.
Apparently this is an Australian thing. It doesn't seem to work over here. I didn't really start aging until I
reached 40. At 31, strangers coming to the house still asked to speak to my mother, when I answered the door. All I can say is, THAT's certainly worn off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> What I need is to find a really good plastic surgeon and take a thorn out of his paw, like Androcles and the lion. And then he'd be indebted to me and pay it off by pulling my face back tight, but not so tight that my ears would be on the back of my head. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Sweet dreams. If I'm in them, please note that I'm cleaning my house! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
For me, it's easier to understand the bible when I take time to think and pray about what I read.
God doesn't want it to be a mystery to us, he wants us to understand.
Now more than ever we need the message of the scriptures in our hearts, and the love of God in our lives.
From Isaiah we read:
7 How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
For all the bad that we see, for all the sorrow we have, God is still in the heavens, and will make all right if we are faithful. Once you know that, it's easier to cope from day to day.
Thanks to everyone for your comments, through what you say, I come to know you, and I like what I see.
There is still much good in the world.
SS
Tonight I had a great delight. I got to meet our former youth minister's parents. He has been through a tough time and just resigned. There is a lot of turmoil in our congregation right now. Anyway, I had the pleasure of telling his parents that I know why he came to our city. He came for my family. God had a mission for him. It was to help my children. Whether he helped anyone else, I don't know. But, other than to meet the woman he is marrying in a few months, he came for my family. He had the background to help us in our darkest times.
God is healing us. And we can be there for him.
I think his parents were pleased to hear that he has had such an impact on our lives.
Well, Neak, I see you're online, so you must've finally finished that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> shower for two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> you were planning. Do you have dishpan body yet? Don't answer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Lalalalalalala. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I got up to 135,000+ on Text Twist by myself and then your dad came in and "helped" me and together we made it over 200,000 before getting shot down in flames. Another exciting night at the Clam House. At least it was peaceful. And amusing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella, I can promise you it made your pastor's parents glad to hear how he helped you. That's music to mom and dad's ears, and pretty sweet to the one who did the helping, too. People tend not to acknowledge nearly enough what others have done for them...although they're generally much quicker to let someone know what they've done wrong! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Is this just in case I didn't embarrass myself enough just by being me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
AJ would want to know if I was getting dishpan body without him, anyway. He has been gone since 9, and for the last 1 1/2 hours I have been helping him prepare the dullest suppemental incident report you can imagine - I kept drifting off even during the most exciting <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> parts.
But the Dervish is asleep, so I can drift off in peace. (I kept creeping in here when AJ & I would get disconnected for a few minutes.)
Is this just in case I didn't embarrass myself enough just by being me?
You know me. I'd turn myself inside out and tie me up like a pretzel just to help you out! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Besides, what did you do that was embarrassing? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
That I missed... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> No you didn't, you already told everyone.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Maybe there's something else I didn't think of - if there is, I'll let you know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You can trust me!! My lips are SEALED. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. If you're so sleepy, why are you still awake? You know those blasted trolls, I mean, Grandma's little darlings, will be up at the crack of dawn! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I was just taking a last tour through after FINALLY finishing that stupid report. Who would have thought a solo accident where the dumb driver just drifted into those yellow blocker pole thingies would need so many many details???
What did that have to do with your husband? Sounds like a Highway Patrol sort of thing to me.
t&l
Private property. His problem. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
On my way to bed now, so nighty night.
Good thinking about going to bed. I was going to advise that you follow my sterling example by doing so, but since you've beaten me to the punch, I'll follow you! Metaphorically speaking, of course. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hi ya guys !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
mum is washing up for me cause I'm not feeling too great again... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> now my ankles are swollen and my kness hurt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
and sinus is so blocked I feel like getting the cordless drill and being my own ENT doctor ... but Aussie won't let me in his shed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I guess its back to the sudafed plus and nose drops and an early night ..though neaks plans to save water did perk me up with an idea or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> dont wanna waste an early night <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
A foot rub is JUST what I need in front of the telly wrapped in my blankets watching soccer.
Now my belly is playing up .. just had to eat the home made chips in tomato sauce and vinegar and lots of salt. Alright until then. just like someones stirring it around with a spoon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> where's the empty ice cream bucket <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
missed it by " " that much <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ewwwwwwww mummy help
Now my belly is playing up .. just had to eat the home made chips in tomato sauce and vinegar and lots of salt.
My gut instinct (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) tells me that chips with tomato sauce and vinegar might not be the best food for someone with an upset stomach. Didn't you know that?
missed it by " " that much <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ewwwwwwww mummy help
Whoops. Looks like you just figured that out by yourself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Try jello. It tastes the same coming or going and doesn't "sour" in your tummy...just in case you have to recycle later. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Feel better soon. How do you expect your mama to get online and tell us all your <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> secrets if she's always busy cleaning up your near misses? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
mama did come and help and I can tell you it was not pretty <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
AW just could not resist the chips and just like the tomato's they were so much better going down than coming up - but does AW listen to her mum ?? NO
"I just HAD to have it" is not good enough young lady!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Can you believe she had museli and ice cream for breakfast? Of course are there any guesses what happened after that?
And her ankles look like footballs but will she stay off them? Sometimes I swear she is worse than my little grand children!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
But she has to do the washing
but she has to do the cleaning
but she has to do the cooking
but me no buts!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
God forbid that she actually asks for help - that would be letting down her family according to her <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I mean with this lot you can give them a few pies, the boys a beer and white wine for DD and they would think they were in heaven <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
of course Michael will stay off the beer until he's at least 18 ! I caught Aussie dipping the dummy into beer for the little guy at dinner <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Both of them are sound asleep in the chair - Michael is snuggled up in his lap and both are snoring quietly so I had better get the little boy into his cot and shake the other boy awake to go to bed.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW’s sister is coming around either tomorrow or Friday to have a little look see at AW as she will not go to the doctor because as we all know there is ABSOLUTELY nothing wrong with her.
Well there probably wouldn’t be if she actually stayed in bed resting for a few days
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now I'll probably get a "Oh MOTHER!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
That's an odd cluster of symptoms that she has there. What do YOU think it is?
t&l
Hi guys!!!!
Sort of a bad day today, but maybe it will get better <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I have to go to the dentist which is never a nice thing, but as Dr. Phil says, who knows who I might meet on the way or in the office...
BTW, T&L I'm NOT going to study hebrew and greek, at least not just yet. I like languages (probably because I hate not understanding what people say) so maybe next year I'll start a new one or continue german which I never mastered.
In the meantime, I'll read the Bible in english AND spanish and that way I'll have MORE knowledge.
Some of it as you say, is fun, some beautiful, and some very puzzling. All the talk of death and killing and infidelity really confuses me. Specialy in this day and age where going out and killing someone usually has consequences. I'm a "true crime" fanatic! I have more than 150 books in my collection.
My conclusion is that crimes never pays.
I enjoy reading the Bible.
Is it more technically correct to call it a "near hit" or a "near miss"?
A near hit would mean you almost hit something.
A near miss would mean you almost missed - or in other words, you hit it.
I read every post - and now I'm like this. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Neak, I think your mom does it on purpose.
SS
CC,
Is it the dentist that made it bad, or somethign else?
I hope it gets better too.
Our DIL is seven months into her first pregancy. She had an abmormal pap smear, and went in for more tests. They think there is a problem, the biopsy results are due next week.
They are saying in the worst case they may have to deliver the baby in two weeks to be able to treat her cancer.
I notice life continues to challange us. I suspect that will never change. What a blessing it is to know that our souls are imortal. What a blessing to know that help is only a prayer away.
Sometimes I wonder if God could really bless me any more than he has without taking away my opportunities for growth.
I know I need the growth - I wish I didn't, but I do.
SS
SS,
it's not the dentist, he's a great guy. I get along fine with my dentist and with the car's mechanic and the dog's vet etc. But I do have to pay them all and then I hate having teeth problems or car problems or dog problems!
But it is the general context of so much mediocrity and corruption that has me depressed today. Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to ignore it again and go on my merry way...
Thank God for MB, at least I can read about some caring and sincere attitudes... which I don't find around me lately.
Maybe I'll find some, I haven't lost hope, yet.
They are saying in the worst case they may have to deliver the baby in two weeks to be able to treat her cancer.
If she's 7 months, she should be at least 28 wks. along so in another 2, she'd be 30 wks. Not term, obviously, but big enough for optimism. If she has Betamethasone now to speed up lung maturity, at 30 wks. the baby, while it will be hospitalized for some time, should do well.
t&l
P.S. I don't know what you're <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> for. I'm sure they were just cleaning the dirt off of themselves after a long day slaving around the house! Now, if she'd mentioned the SINK, that would be another story, and we could <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> together.
Hi cc46--I hope your dentist got nothing from you today but the tooth, the whole tooth, and nothing but the tooth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Thanks to all the publicity, I can't even watch The Scarlet Pimpernel without blushing.
OK then T&L ......... um..... well......... then........
What a nice day.
Don't you think it's a nice day CC?
Neak,
I'm sure blushes look good on you - you might as well not worry about it.
Hoping AW gets well soon. Whatever it is, may it end quickly.
We'll see what happens with DIL - though when she finds out, I'll be on day two of a five day camping trip.
Usually I worry about bathing on 5 day trips, but now I have such a nifty idea to share with my W.
Thanks !
SS
But it is the general context of so much mediocrity and corruption that has me depressed today. Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to ignore it again and go on my merry way...
It's hard to ignore that - especially in the workplace.
If you could live anywhere in the world, and pick your job, where would you go, and what would you do?
SS
I would probably choose Canada, Australia, and work in my specialty area, in some University. That's what I would like.
btw I'm having the celery soup with blue cheese. very good!!!!!!!
I'd try it, but blue cheese only goes well with some things.
OK, OK, I'll take your word for it. (SS sniffs the air - )
It does smell good.
CC, you know my next question don't you?
It goes something like - Why don't you live your dream?
Really -
Make plans.
Your daughters could end up anywhere anyway. You know it already. Someone like you will make friends wherever you go.
At least take a year and try it.
"Happy are those who dream dreams,
and are willing to pay the price to make them come true."
Unknown -
"Often all that holds us back - is our doubts."
Still Seeking -
SS
It would be nice if it were so simple!
I need a visa to get into the USA or Canada (costs 100 dollars to just start the paper work which doesn't guarantee you'll be given a visa) and that's to make sure you don;t stay in those countries! So imagine, I could never get a job! There aren't any illegal positions in the kind of job I'd like to do.
I could take up dishwashing though. I'm pretty good at it, have tons of experience.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Just cruising by.....think my brain has lost all useful activity.
cc- I can get you here. I know all the ins and outs.
I would probably choose Canada, Australia,
Not Australia. That's even farther away than you are now! Did you know California is part of Southern Canada? No? What kind of geography do they teach you down there, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I kind of lost track of what everyone said. I just know there were lots of things I was going to comment on but can't remember any of them, except I hope AW feels better and that cc46 moves to Oklahoma.
So I am just hugging everyone goodnight!
"Whittaker Walt, always I am saying good-bye to you, and always I am seeing you again..." The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming"
Go to sleep. You know you'll hate EVERYBODY in the morning if you stay up much longer! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm going, I'm going.
"It's tray-TORE!"
"Eemare-gency! Evrrrybohdee to get frrrrom strrrrreeeet!!!"
"Allyeesohn Pahl-mare."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
What can I say? It was a favorite family movie for all of us. I'll be she knows more dialogue, too, if further proof is necessary. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Believer, I know you must know all the secrets...
At this moment I'm trying to not run away from all the "problems": WH, job etc. I'm practising NOT avoiding conflicts and at the same time PATIENCE and trust in the Lord.
At some point He'll show me a path, and I'm ready, for whatever He asks me for, even dishwashing in Oklahoma!
My dds are not yet ready for me to just take off and "do my thing". But in a couple of years they may be.
I assure you I am ready. I've done it before, drop everything and choose a new path, so it wouldn't be a first for me.
T&L, Australia is nearer than you think! At least to New Zealand! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lots of great places to go to in the world, I've liked most of the places I've visited. They all have something to offer. I'd choose somewhere where I'd blend in...
Next month I have a one week work in Guatemala, and then in august I'll be in USA for my niece's wedding. Who knows....
P.S. I don't know what you're for. I'm sure they were just cleaning the dirt off of themselves after a long day slaving around the house! Now, if she'd mentioned the SINK, that would be another story,
yes -- well the sink -- I was trying NOT to think of AW's sink ever ever again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I'm picturing a gentle wind blowing over a quiet relaxing lake rustling the weeping willows and I see NOTHING else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
tl I know what it SOUNDS like to me however THAT is supposed to be impossible - isn't it??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
sitting down fanning quickly with the womens day mag -- where's Aussie's irish <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> bags not telling
But you mentioned swollen ankles. Does that usually happen, too, when.......?
yes -- well the sink -- I was trying NOT to think of AW's sink ever ever again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Is AW so very
tidy, then? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I know what it SOUNDS like to me however
That's why God mercifully allows mothers to get slightly deaf in middle age. Isn't your muffler muffling yet? You have my sympathy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L, Australia is nearer than you think! At least to New Zealand! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
But I'm not
IN New Zealand, so what good does that do me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It's not like New Zealand is a stone's throw away from where I am, not even with NCW's flingy thingy--that treebucket gizmo--to toss my boulder. Or pebble.
then in august I'll be in USA for my niece's wedding. Who knows....
I suppose that's going to be in Florida? How about a side trip to California and we can show you how we South Canadians can party? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Baja Canada is what we call it around here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well I won't get too worried right now - it can also just be some 'wonderful' gift from her work place in the form of a flu virus or the like. The odds are more this I keep telling myself - AW at least hasn't even THOUGHT it could be anything else and I'm not telling - probably for the best.
Swelling with diabetes isn't too strange for that other thing we wont mention <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I thought the clips were supposed to be fool proof <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
oh well its no use worrying about split milk if thats the case. The Lord will provide - the doctor can prescibe granma's calmatives!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The two love birds are out still at a friends house tonight - AW should be in her bed fast asleep but 'MOTHER' is a nag apparently <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I hope neak at least pays attention to mama and is looking after herself?? YES? or do I need to nag? I mean 'explain' in calm and concise and caring words why you should do as you're told - oops I mean 'advised' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I can just hear the two youngters now " I'm NEVER going to be like my mum" Sure whatever you say -I think I said something much the same - once <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oh I just HAVE to tell you. Tonight AW's dd my lovely talented Bess was working with a few friends on a new song she wants to sing and she was working on the lyrics and chords with them at home . Its a guitar and violin and my oh my its lovely - I asked her could I have it to share and she finally allowed me to!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Artists ARE so TEMPERAMENTAL!! heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
This song is definitely about her mum & dad - my part sad children - and I think a bit of my grumpy and her own Travelling Soldier (he's due back in Perth on Sunday by the way and shes as restless as a cat on a hot tin roof <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> )
so here it is for the first time ------- tl I will permit a few little sniffles but no bawling ok -- thats my job <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
A city girl is happy with her friends and family life
Appreciates a wine with him at night
She tries to find the sparkle, she searches but it's gone
With lots of love she hopes he'll be alright
No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
Her man has gone all quiet he's not at ease
He doesn't feel at home he's hard to please
He gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street
He needs to walk for hours through the trees
No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
He's working with his hands today on a mates building site
He can smell the Cypress on the floor
It takes him to a sandy ridge out amongst the pines
Where there’s screamin' and fighting' and the war
No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
His kelpie dog is tired and fast asleep
Sick of searchin' gardens for the sheep
His master doesn't whistle tunes he's not in the mood
His love for open spaces runs too deep
No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
He tries to please his woman the lady of his life
He's standing at a party with a plate
She finds him on the balcony staring at the moon
An old familiar face to which he can relate
No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
Her man is so far from her tonight
No a soldier can't survive on city lights
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river flow
Out there where the yellow belly bites
I've got the chords neak if you want them - she hasn't finished with it yet and is still playing around with the song. But no matter its nice anyway.
CC if all you can do is visit the East Coast of Oz then make sure you do so one of these days just for a holiday. Its very nice as well and not as dry and hot as the West ---- and you could drop in on Kiwi land as well and say hi to Jen <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Does this make any sense or do I have to twist an arm to get the music sheets?? She'll be so dotty next week I'll be able to talk her into anything - but remember not completed
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
F Bb C7 F
F Bb C7 F
A city girl is happy with her friends and family life
F C7 F
Appreciates a wine with him at night
F Bb C7 F
She tries to find the sparkle, she searches but it's gone
F C7 F
With lots of love she hopes he'll be alright
CHORUS
F Bb
No a Soldier can't survive on city lights
C7 F
Opera rock and roll and height of heights
F
His moon shines on the silver brigalow
Bb
Shimmers down the inland river flow
C7 F
Out there where the yellow belly bites
F Bb
Her man has gone all quiet he's not at ease
C7 F
He doesn't feel at home he's hard to please
F Bb
He gets itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street
C7 F
He needs to walk for hours through the trees
CHORUS
AWMum, that's such a pretty (but sad) song.
The chords help me to at least imagine a melody, even if it's not the one she picked.
I FOUND IT!!!!!
I found the nasty mouse that has been smelling up my bedroom for the last 3 days. It was swollen beyone recognition, which is why I slmost didn't realize I'd found it when I found it.
Now my room smells much better.
I'm in the southern hemisphere, that's why I feel closer to Australia which in turn is near NZ, see?
But I'm far from everyone...
T&L which is your nearest airport?
I found the nasty mouse that has been smelling up my bedroom for the last 3 days. Now my room smells much better.
HONESTLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And you try to claim that the things
I say about you make you feel <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> . You don't catch ME talking online about MY mouse infestation, do you? (I don't have one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) (That I'm aware of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />)
Even though I'm off with a headache and a sore throat tonight, there's nothing wrong with my
nose, so if I'm coming over to your house to watch
The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming, it had better not smell like mouse corpse at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I thought the clips were supposed to be fool proof <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Tubals are supposed to be 99% effective if the tubes are cut, tied, and burned. Clips are not as popular here because they can slip off, as the daughter of one of our NICU nurses knows only too well. Think of it this way--maybe she's making 99 other women safe!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> No, I take it back. DON'T think of it this way. It's the flu, with swollen ankles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Tell AW we hope she feels better soon. And quit worrying. You're infringeing on my patent! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L which is your nearest airport?
Sacramento, but the San Francisco, Oakland, and San Jose are all within easy driving distance. For that matter, since you'd be travelling all the way from ***********, southern California (Bajabaja Canada) is only 6-7 hours of driving away from where we live, and I'll bet we could get down there for a day or so.I'm sure there are other MB'ers down there, too, who would probably love to help show you one our riotous Canadian parties, so famous throughout the world. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Believer cooks la lengua, if it appeals to you on a plate. I just flap mine. Believer, I've got a question for you. Does it still look like a tongue when it's served? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Or is it disguised in some way? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Enquiring vegetarian minds want to know... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&L
Dead mice. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Cooked tongue. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Swollen ankles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Slipped clips. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
YUCK!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
That is enough to make me run away screaming...................................................
(Where is the THROW UP icon?)
(Where is the THROW UP icon?)
Sorry, it's in the bathroom right now, kneeling before the porcelain shrine, and worshipping Lord Emesis. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And when it's done, it's going to turn back into a pumpkin, Cinderella. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Neak's already got the mice, though, so we don't need to worry about them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Honestly! There is no shame in having a few mice in the country.
It was an infestation before. Now it's just barely an inf.
Clancy (our dog) killed it and left it in a dark corner right next to one of AJ's boots. I am glad he is part terrier, but if he were a girl dog I might be able to get him to clean up after himself.
Just a little nursing question, why are tubals only 99% effective after severing and barbequeing? 1% is a huge error rate for something so extreme, and I don't understand how it can happen. "Oops, you are one of 1% of women who actually have THREE ovaries and Fallopian tubes, so that's why the procedure was not entirely effective."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
page 3??????????????????????????
Yeah, sometimes people around here forget what they are supposed to be doing and we wander off...bummer!
I've been chopping fruit and writing interview questions for Neaksis for VBS.
And maybe sneaking in a little quality family time, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Shall I do yardwork or go get a pedicure?
Shall I go get the pedicure at a real nail place or at the beauty school. Quality or savings?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> whats the interview for ? whats VBS us southlanders are puzzled?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I managed to to have dr sis examine AW and she has done a blood test and a few other checks which - well lest say AW was not happy about - however better safe than sorry and this whatever it is seems on the physical exam not to be the big P - I am relieved for her sake - its just too big a risk for her.
In any event the blood test may help discover whats going on.
Dr sis though not willing to be bound by it is of the opinion AW has a nice little dose of viral influenza from work. Also checked Michael but he seems healthy as a bull elephant. In any event AW has had to take a antibiotic course to prevent any infection and pending any results indicating otherwise should be right as rain in a day or so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
AFTER RESTING !!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And Aussies is no help at all – he’s having a good chuckle to himself as AW & I battle over when she’s going to rest –
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
of course I knew she had to give in as she is worn out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
She’s asleep. I had Aussie cook some chicken snaga’s on the BBQ for tea and made some potato salad and pasta salad for the crew which tonight is my gd, her girlfriend, JJ and his mate ‘Steel’ from his troop, Michael & of course Aussie & myself. I made chicken soup and steamed vege’s in oyster sauce for AW and she didn’t bring up one bit – yet!
We may even be gifted with the presence of Grumpy tonight , however I won’t hold MY breath for it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
oh rella what a question !! A pedicure OF COURSE dear <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and oh I do have some not so good news, but its for later <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Well, it's later. What is the not so good news?
I've been sleeping very lightly, and in the end had to get up and try to quietly move around the house, thats hard with sleeping bodies everywhere.
ok Believer as you have asked some time ago then before I try to get some more restless shuteye the not so good news.
I would like to catch up with you too and ask how everything is going for you but I suppose this is not the post to do so
Aussie told me tonight after AW was asleep that he looks like going back to Afghanistan soon. No dates, no time however it appears the SAS has suffered some casualties in the last few days in heavy fighting-No deaths thank the good Lord - and that means replacements have to go over there.
He & AW spoke of it recently though I know she had some hopes, well so did I, for them both.
One hope was that after just being sent to Timor it would mean some many months before being rotated again. Apparently Timor is not a war zone, its a Police action.
I will just have to pray he is not one of those chosen for the 'honour'of going. One of the hardest things that AW & the family, myself included, have to accept is that he WANTS to go. I want to say more but my head is a bit fuzzy right now.
my head is ringing with that song I heard in April -
Ya can't blame a bloke who likes adventure
Ya saw the posters on the wall
See the world through the sights of a rifle
Grab ya mates and go to war
And give the man a bayonet
Give the man a hat
Give the man a uniform
Give the man a gun
He's your younger brother
He's your only son
well I'm the only mum he''s known since he was 12 and he IS like my own son. I suppose I'm as scared as AW of loosing him too. Where is Grumpy when I need him?
the good news is Travelling Soldier arrives tomorrow. One less to worry about for now.
Why aren't we a family of Public Servants? It would so much less wearing on the old folks. I'm going to sleep walk back to bed so all have a good evening and a good day tomorrow.
God Bless.
I'm sick today. Stayed in bed till 2PM and now it's 3PM and I'm headed back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Some sort of virus, I guess. I'm just hoping that before I have to leave for work in 3hrs. someone will replace the pumpkin sitting on my neck with a real head! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AW's mom - So sorry to hear that. I've been watching the big push in Afghanistan and thinking of Aussie.
Hey - why don't you get your own name?
T&L - Hope you start feeling better. I'll be here if you come down this summer. We'll go do something. Who all is coming? I can probably even manage to cook some vegetarian food, or we'll go out.
I'm thinking it'd be easier to go out and let somebody else do all the cooking. If we're lucky (hahahahahahahahahahaha--t&l wipes streaming tears of laughter off her cheeks...) we'll have Neak, her husband, Neaksis, me, and all 6 delinquents. If we're NOT lucky, Neak and her husband may be finking out to do something together, in which case Neaksis and I will be doing Troll Patrol of the 6 little darlings all by ourselves. Fortunately, I make my own majority in circumstances like this, but I've been pumping up my scowling muscles, just in case! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I'm a kid person. Maybe we can go to Disneyland.
Or the zoo, Wild Animal Park, Legoland, or SeaWorld.
What I wanted to do was go to the Safari and Sea World. I hadn't made up my mind yet about Legoland. Is it worth it?
Beleive me, if you're a kid person we can fill your cup to the brim, pressed down, shaken together, and running over!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You won't believe this, but I haven't been to Legoland. And it is only about 10 minutes from my house. I understand that the little ones are THRILLED, the older ones have outgrown it. But I don't know what age that is.
The Wild Animal Park is fun - you can ride on the Tram. But it is very hot.
Give 'em a chance, for a change, to be hot under the collar instead of on the seats of their pants! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The beach is just 6 blocks from my place - that usually wears them out. And we have a swimming pool at the trailer park where I live. I used to take my grandbabies there whenever I babysat. After a couple hours in the pool and dinner, they were sleeping nicely.
Any cheap motels nearby? We're not high-end consumers, that's for sure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
There are lots of motels - a Motel 6 in Carlsbad (site of WH and OW "breaking up"), Economy Inn, and others. Give me the date, and I'll check into trailers on the beach at the Marine Corps Base.
I say Aussie can't go. Needs to stay home.
Can we break his trigger finger?
I'm trying to figure out what to do tomorrow. No husband. No dad. Son w/ husband.
Guess I'll go see my mom - if she is not at my sister's.
Ooh--trailers on the Marine Base...maybe Neaksis can find herself a soldier! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> She's said she needs a drill seargeant to deal with her cherubs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> A multi-purpose vacation. How exciting! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match,
Find me a find, catch me a catch...
I just remembered - they are condos now. But there are tons and tons of soldiers. Maybe we can fix her up.
No soldiers for me, please.
Over the course of my professional career, I've had dealings w/ them. They write in a manner I find annoying.
yes rella the writing you can get from soldiers can be worrisome such as Dear Mrs X I regret to inform you ----- <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> yes I know I'm pessimistic
anyway Travelling soldier is HERE !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> on crutches <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
THATS why he wasn't home right away. He didn't want my GD to get worried or upset. of course THAT didn't work did it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
so he's ensconced in the spare room being lovingly served upon by gd and AW who should be in bed herself.
he looks rather trapped to me - like a sheep dog in a kennel - when I thinks he's been punished enough for giving my gd a heart attack I may recue him for an hour or so - maybe in a few days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
broken left leg - just a small fracture we are informed- 3 ribs left side & had dislocated shoulder but not saying how but some 'weeks' ago.
he is going to be a bit surprised when gd takes him to task. She is not backward about coming forwards and if she can take on her dad and win I dont give the poor lad much hope. I'd watch but then I'd get to clean up the blood <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Grumpy turned up at 5.00am and provided some - ah well you youngsters dont need to know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> - and I'm surprised and not so down this morning. Grumpy just shook his head in a resigned manner after hearing about Aussie. He will talk to him but I dont expect anything. Discussions usually consist of grunts and yep's and nah's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I don't know Believer, my OWN name? but then I would'nt have an excuse to delve into AW's little world and keep an eye on things. ok I know I have to let be, but I am a worrier.
tl sorry about that Pumpkin head - who does the carving? hehehehe just a bit of dark humour for the ill in bed
doctors advice - take two asprin and go to bed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> no charge either !!
well my families all together for the first time in a LONG time - I should be grateful its so easy to take for granted what you have you can loose it so easily.
A mothers lament
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier,
I brought him up to be my pride and joy
TA's mum & dad are coming over next week and will stay with myself & grumpy - told him he had to be on his best behaviour and no swearing - told me he 'bl****' well try to not 'freaking' swear
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I just realised he was pushing my buttons
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
ok back to organising food for this crowd of people - 10 can you believe it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
p.s. GD friend is VERY nice. She is quite attractive and just NICE ! - I wonder if GS could be interested in a nice girl? maybe he would leave the army then?
oh well dreams are for the young I'm told
neaksis with a soldier? yes well - only if he's a nice desk bound one.
Broken leg, eh? Hmmmmmmmmm.
Quick news flash (is there such a thing as a slow news flash?): Mom got to work and started getting really sick, so she headed home. Neaksis and I were on standby to come and get her after Dad called to say she was having some blurred vision. Naturally we wanted to get her regardless, but she being the stubborn matriarch she is, dragged herself the rest of the way home on her own.
Once she got home, it was, "I was just fine. I only drove off the road once." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But she is home.
do I detect a little bit of 'mum is busted' as AW would say???????
bit too satisfied see I told you so roll of eyes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />??????
its just that the experienced mothers amongst us have found we just do it regardless.
oh dear, still doesn't sound too convincing does it? what about virus fever disrupted the usual sensible self?
I'm trying tl. I think neak & neaksis have you. I might just withdraw into strategic sympathetic silence. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I may just concentrate on match making gs & that NICE girl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
she doesn't have a boyfriend - well well - rubbing hands together <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Broken leg, eh? Hmmmmmmmmm.
Neak I did refrain from making the obvious observation. TRULY I did!! I mean I didn't want to frighten the lad away until AFTER he's safely tied to the family <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
oh I mean MARRIED to gd of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Don't be coy. I KNOW you mean hawg-tied!
You bet we have Mom. By her own admission, no less. Oops, did the smugness show again?
Neaksis will be hugely diverted to find that on an episode of Sherlock Holmes where the distressed governess was the mother from the new Parent Trap, when she was much younger. And, for the show, a red-head. She plays the terrified, trembling maiden quite convincingly.
Just for the record, there are, IMO, a few pros and cons to your registering with your own screen name. One simultaneous pro and con, is that we will no longer have to guess by the number of emoticons whether it is you or her. What a fun challenge! You two have fooled me a few times, but I usually know who is whom right off the bat. One other pro would be that it would be like you took up permanent residence, instead of just visiting. But on the other hand, I've gotten so used to AW's split personality that it would be strange to change it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The Young Bearded Man on this is somebody familiar, too, but Neaksis will have to identify him. I'm not very good at guessing mystery men.
The Dervish was in big trouble tonight for keeping a toad in his pants. After some time, Neaksis found it. It did explain why he was so wiggly while watching the movie. We are having stern talks about proper treatment of juvenile amphibians. I am most certain the ASPCA would not approve of that method of transportation for any sort of animal.
Boys!
I meant their pompous, vague style of writing. The other stuff is not annoying but distressing.
It would be weird to not have to guess who is AW and who is AMum.
Y'all enjoy your day. I'm going to try to stay away from computer today. Spent TOO much time on it yesterday - all I did was cruise the internet and sleep. Spent most of my waking time here, playing Bookworm, and doing a PowerPoint presentation.
I love Bookworm! Hey Mom, you're sick - might as well play a game or two.
Since I had just been talking about AW and AWMum, I thought at first that
I meant their pompous, vague style of writing. The other stuff is not annoying but distressing.
applied to them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Short attention sp...who wants to ride bikes?
PS I hope all the sick people feel better.
I dont know about anyone else but I am feeling a lot better, now it feels like only a bit of cotton wool has been shoved up my nose rather than the whole roll!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh no one is supposed to know I'm awake and up least of all posting to anyone. But that crew of nagging family are all down in Travelling Soldiers room watching Aust play Brazil in the World Cup. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I need a laptop so I can hide it under the bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak save me from an over protective mother!! its a cold for goodness sakes! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
quick post lots as mum never reads back more than 2 or 3 posts!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW , just so youse knows its me myself & I <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, if my daughter(s) are quite through making fun of me.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to play Text Twist today. So there.
I went to work sick, but a functional sort of sick--I thought. My hospital calls sick days "occurences" and you can only have so many per year. Last year I had 7, although only one of them were my own illness--there was the time GP was in the hospital and I sat by his bed for 5 days, when Dillon died, when HP rolled his truck, and I forget the others. I got to look at the printout just the other day and realized, "You know, last year was a BAD year."
So Thursday morning when I left work, I told them I was sick and wouldn't be able to come back to work the next night. Their other rule is that if your illness takes more than 3 consecutive days, you have to have a doctor's note. I guess they got tired of people being "sick" the night before a long stretch of days off, and then being "sick" the first day they were supposed to be back, and getting paid for those 2 extra days besides. So if I had called in Saturday night, I would've had to see a doctor and get a note. Where are you going to see a doctor on Saturday? The emergency room? Surely you jest. I would've died just waiting for my turn. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I stayed in bed all day until it was time to go to work. I felt bad while I was going, but once I got there I spiked a fever and my head felt like it was going to explode.When I talked, I sounded like I was channeling my inner bullfrog. Just generally a very unhappy camper. Finally the Kaiser doctor that was on asked me why I didn't go home. When I explained about needing a note and not being able to see a doctor on the weekend, he said, "Susan! Is that all you need. Here, I'll write you a note. Now go home." So I did.
And I drove off the road only for a second or two because my head hurt really bad and I closed my eyes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Opened 'em right back up, too, when I felt that bump! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> The fever broke during the night, and today I'm tired, have a slightly sore throat, a cough, and some hackings whose color and texture you probably don't want to hear about...but I'm well enough to return to the work force tonight. Whee! I'm scheduled for 60 hrs. this wk., a minimum of 20 hrs. of time-and-a-half. I can't afford to be sick this wk. So I hereby pronounce myself cured. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
But if you call in tonight, won't it still be the same occurrence? Do you have enough sick hours to call in sick and then come over and let us minister to you again, while, say, watching Krakatoa?
The Dervish has been going on "dubayoo dubayoo dot frackatoa dot tom" numerous times since yesterday. (It is actually discovery.com/krakatoa). And sometimes it comes out frackatoga. Or volcanoes dot tom.
In addition to journals from 2 of the survivors, it has lots of neat stuff like online jigsaw puzzles, and build your own volcano and make it explode. You adjust the magma viscosity and gas levels to various combinations to make different kinds of volcanoes and eruptions.
Must get busy again.
AW, tell your mum you want a laptop for your birthday...all the better to start working on your book. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mom, are you sure you can't call in without getting in more trouble?
Where's the pouty emoticon? Batting eyelashes?
Overtime is overtime. There's not not nearly enough of it, and I don't want to miss it. All I need to do is to be able to accomplish more than sitting at the computer, breaking out in a cold sweat from the effort of it, and I'll be fit to go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Besides, in case we actually get to go on vacation I want to save my available hours for that.
t&l
The woman with crud oozing from the orifices in her head wants to go to the hospital so she can minister to patients giving birth - thereby potentially exposing them and their neonates to infection. Ok, that's why so many patients develop infections in hospitals..... hm.....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
That's why they make masks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Ok, that's why so many patients develop infections in hospitals..... hm.....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I don't think head colds are the cause of most nosocomial infections, although it does peeve me excessively that hospitals give you sick time as part of your benefits and then get all squiffy when you want to use them because you're sick. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So naturally you go work and pass all your darling little germs around to your co-workers...who are
ever so grateful to you for spreading the joy.
Poor handwashing is more likely to be the greater culprit, as in the surgeon I once knew of, who didn't use gloves to do his dressing changes post-op, and didn't wash his hands between patients, either. Oddly enough, his patients had a high wound infection rate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
As far as I'm concerned, nurses with colds are a much greater danger to their fellow employees than they are to their patients. Besides, I've had a hysterectomy. I'm
sterile! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I've been wondering lately where you were and how you were doing. Hope all is well with you, or getting better, at any rate.
t&l
T&L .......ROTFL hard!!!!!
hehehe I'd be laughing too but I'm being wery wery quite , I'm hunting wabbits!! Good God no lets NOT even joke or talk about rabbits even if not used these days !! eek = <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
WHERE ARE MY BLOOD RESULTS????
I'm up late because I've slept for so long already!! went to bed at 6.30 its now 1.05am so ummmmm 6 half hrs but still feel a bit worn.
Its SO quiet here tonight, if you ignore DD sneaking down the passage to TS room!! I'm pretending it's not happening and being awake I can, ummmmm, divert Aussie if he wakes up.
I'm reasonably certain there is no baby making going on because DD is, OMG TL, NOW I know how you felt!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> , lets say she is very caring and mothers should not ever see or hear any of that particular 'caring', no, no, no <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Oh God I'm sounding like my mother !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
now I'm using smileys like her too!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I'm going back to see my IC URGENTLY!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
everyone who has the dreaded lurgy I hope you all get better very soon and come back give me lots of advice on how to handle dads who don't want to know their daughters have grown up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
he's very confused <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
shhhhhhhh he's stirring
Letter I have prepared, and am going to send to our next-door neighbor. Can you tell I'm mad?
Mr. [Bad Neighbor]:
This letter is to inform you that you are not to interact with our children again, especially our daughter. I am very concerned about the stability of a man who would use a seven year old child as a messenger, asking her to tell her parents that her pet dog will be shot, and her parents sued, if there are further losses to your chickens. That kind of behavior is unacceptable, and will not be tolerated.
I am very sorry your chickens have been killed. I do not deny that such unfortunate occurrences have taken place. But unless you have some type of proof that one of our dogs left our property, entered your property, and killed your chickens as a result, you have no legal standing. Your chickens were trespassers, and suffered fatally as a result. Additionally, the holes in the fence have been mended, and re-mended numerous times by our family and yours. Yet your poultry keep finding access, and utilizing it.
It should be noted that, in the event such proof described above is provided to us, simply billing us for the cost of the chickens would be all the action necessary to be taken. A lawsuit on your part, even if justified, would be pointless, since we would not dispute a legitimate bill, but would pay it willingly.
If you need to pass information to us, you can email us at
you_neak@yahoo.com, or send us a letter at the above address. Again, you are not to speak to our daughter, or use her as your messenger again.
It is unfortunate that the situation has come to this. You have a lovely, charming wife, and darling daughters. I have enjoyed my interactions with them very much. But my first priority must be protecting my little girl, and keeping her safe from the anger of an adult who thinks nothing of sending her, sobbing, to carry information that should never have burdened her at all.
Sincerely,
AJ & Neak Next Door
Your cousin-in-law's baby died today. You might want to send a card.
Maybe we should dispatch Aussie to take care of this stinky neighbor. Maybe the thought of the SAS surrounding him would rectify the situation.
Aussie would like that, he doesn't like people who upset kids in that sort of way and neither do I. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
why didn't he have the guts to ring neak or AJ or come over himself and complain if he thought it was a legitimate problem?
willing to yell at a little girl though the coward.
I'd want to hit him with a baseball bat but I'd probably dammage the bat, I'd try to remember that he may have had a moments freak out but he's still a wuss for talking that way to a 7 year old!!
hello all AW's mum calling in <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
just dropping by to say a quick hello to all. Hope you are well and that all is going as well as can be with you all.
Neak I hope that that sorry excuse for a neighbour has repented however his behaviour would appear to indicate not the best of attitudes.
tl I do hope you are feeling better and are not too unwell even if worked to a frazzle this week.
And AW I DID read back more than 3posts, we WILL discuss your behaviour AND comments later <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And AW I DID read back more than 3posts, we WILL discuss your behaviour AND comments later <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Let that be a lesson you all you young snirps who think yo' Mama is entirely predictable! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm getting better, thanks, but it's a slow process. Neak must be really busy, or she'd have been on by now telling how it's turned out so far. It involved the sheriff. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> I'll talk to her in a few minutes if I can get my ears unplugged and tell her to hurry up.
t&l
I'm feeling really yucky, which is why I have to go to town and get that letter mailed off certified (and get potatoes, and oh yes, more ice cream for Gramps) before it gets any hotter and I die. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Where's the little emoticon with x-d out eyes?
There was somethine else besides that, but now I can't remember what it was.
Hi gang! Just catching up from a few pages back (of course not all of it, because its sooooo long), it feels good to be "re-connected" with the fam again.
I'm at Rosario for the summer, taking General Biology, much to the coveting Flard's chagrin <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! He's very jealous.
I don't have cell phone reception but I DO have wireless in my room, so good news! This internet junkie is back online! Which is great because I'm researching graduate schools and their programs they offer--I'm looking at this international program called NSEP, where the government pays for a year's study overseas to immerse in a language and culture! Or the State Department's graduate programs, where its like the military, but not. They pay for graduate studies if you get accepted and you commit to three years of work to them afterwards.
Update on Flard: he seems to be doing tons better now that he has one good friend to hang out with, but I'm putting his hand to the fire every once in a while to be introspective and try to figure out his crazy brain. Sometimes he calls me up and asks, "What do normal people go through?" and I say, "What is normal?!"
Anyway, hugs to all! xoxoxoxox
Gell!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Love you--
s
Howdy Gell! Where is Rosario, anyway?
Rella, it's time to wake up. What exciting things do you have planned for the day?
You are supposed to be telling about the visit from the sheriff. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm TRYING to pay attention to Neakbro as he explains AT LENGTH why the price of gold is doing what it's doing. I can't string that many thoughts together at once.
My eyes are glazed over, and I have no clue what he said for the last half-hour. I tried to make witty, knowledgeable-sounding remarks, and he chuckled so I must have succeeded, but I HAVE NO CLUE!!!
Ok, so the sheriff...
AJ called them once he found out, and when they got out here and talked to him, of course they reiterated what we already knew, that as long as it was the chickens coming over here there was nothing the neighbor could do (except keep them restrained better), and that although the neigbor had been very unwise, he had not actually committed a crime.
Deputy: His chickens have no standing in your yard.
Neak: Not for long, anyway.
AJ asked if he wanted to see the letter, and he did. He chuckled reading it, and then swelled my ego to huge proportions by saying it was a great letter, and "You write just like an attorney!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />verweeningprideemoticon:
So he offered to go over and, without mentioning that a letter was to follow, to stress the points contained in the letter, as in keep your chickens to yourself and don't go frightening little kids, to put it in a nutshell.
Just before he left (for the neighbor's house) a second deputy showed up. Cute, young, and a real dog-lover. It was very funny the fuss he made over Mayer, crooning, "Yes, oh yes, you're just following your natural instincts, yes you are...you just don't like those animals in your yard, oh no..."
They were both very impressed with the fence - 6 foot chain link, for any who don't remember. We originally got it so high to try and contain the Dervish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Then they went over to speak to the neighbor. A couple of minutes later Neaksis arrived, rushing into the house with an excited air of mystery about her. Eyes glittering, she hissed, "Did you see?" And jerked her head unobtrusively toward the neighbors.
I pointed accusingly at AJ.
It took a moment for her to realize what I meant. Her eyes bulged, her jaw dropped, and her voice rose at least eight octaves. "Whatever for???? Oh dear, I can never hold my head up around here again!!!!!!"
(Since this is where she will be living once we move.) So I showed her the letter, and we began to think of ways to try and prevent problems in the future.
What we finally came up with were warning signs wired to the fence, about 18 inches off the ground. The text would read:
[color:"red"] WARNING: NO TRESPASSING
Violators will be dismembered and eaten![/color]
Then the next line it would repeat in Spanish, and the third line would be chicken footprints.
I still don't think the neighbor would be amused.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So THAT'S why, when we left your house with neighbor's wife right behind us in her car, Neaksis made me drive down a totally different street--so that N.W. wouldn't see where we were going, or where Neaksis lives! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Morning and evening all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
tl glad to see you up & about - see I'm using &&&&& but it makes me feel so strange goes against all my years with Sister Magdalene as a young impressional girl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> - and neak that you are up and about - see can't keep doing it lol - AW is so much better and she is not 'P' 100% sure.
AW & Aussie are in bed waiting for the soccer game to start, Aust Vs Croatia, if Aust wins or draw we go into finals for the world cup, if we loose we can still get in because right now Aust is # 2 in the world !!!! and we can barely spell socca or socker or whatsamacallit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
As for the Sheriff cute or not <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> AJ you did good and did it the right way too. I bet HE was embarrassed when the man with the badge came over to 'talk' to him in front of his wife!!
Well I just think thats wonderful. That neighbour deserves it!!
I am glad that Aussie has mellowed a bit about things like that these days - we can't afford to move - again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
No Neak I wont go ask them what they are doing in bed waiting for the soccer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Trav Soldiers parents - Andre and Dot - are here staying with grumpy and myself and tonight they & TS & GD are all out at the Perth Glory soccer club watching the game - well when it starts in about 20 mins. Nice couple, bit older than us, but having 9 kids would age anyone!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
my eyes are watering just thinking about that one
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
It appears they are not crazy about TS being in the Army either. ALLIES As far as my GD and TS is concerned they think my darling GD is the best thing since sliced bread - of course she is hahaha - so it makes things so much less stressful for all. GD is a smart girl and has been giving them time alone with TS - quite the little diplomat- or control freak you know how young doctors can be lol? - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - just ask AW about her big sister - no don't - I don't want Mands on MY case lol
The first thing they said to Aussie when they got off the plane was - My God whats happend to your hair? You have so much white in it. OOPS hehehe Yes well WE know how THAT happened but I'm just keeping quiet. Stop choking tl I AM being quiet about that issue. Truly. While I'm not at my house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SOCCER TIME!! night now you all or is that Y'all or yall ??
I think it is y'all when northerners write it, since they consider it a contraction of 'you' and 'all', but I think southerners write it yall, considering it a word in its own right.
I forgot to mention that the whole reason I mentioned the cute young deputy (they were both good looking), was to lament that Neaksis arrived just after he had left. He would have been smitten, I'm sure.
I am southerner. I think it is y'all.
[color:"red"] GREAT!!!!!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
[color:"blue"] NOT!!!!!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
[color:"purple"] I just found out my freezer is almost totally iced over because I (the likely culprit) did not shut it well last night. [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
[color:"green"] I have to defrost it and risk losing lots of stuff. [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
[color:"orange"] YUCK!!!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
[color:"red"] It was 94 degrees on my way home from work today. [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
[color:"blue"] Freezer is in unairconditioned basement. [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
[color:"green"]YUCK!!!!!!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Well, that could have been worse. It could have been 35 and raining.
Had to clean out the freezer........and it was icy.....very icy.
Started the grill and told my son to cook......
6 pounds of ribeyes w/ montreal seaoning on them (they are a bit done for my taste but cooked) - some of the ribeyes were still frozen and are in neighbor's freezer till I can retrieve them later this weekend.
3 pounds of boneless/skinless chicken breasts AND 1-2 pounds tilapia filets both seasoned w/ Aussom Aussie Sydney Seasoning. They were fabulous. My son and I ate all the tilapia. My daughter claims to hate fish - texture issue - and she ate two bites of the tilapia declaring it very good - but she preferred the chicken.
Later, I cooked 8 or 9 bags of stir-fry vegetables and 3 packages of chicken/shrimp stirfry.
I have about 3 pounds of other meat to cook tomorrow night. I just refused to cook more tonight. 10:30 was late enough to be cooking.
And this was after I found out my nephew's probation officer had committed suicide. This was after I spent a couple of hours trying to track down someone at the DAs office who could tell me what the scoop was. It is better that it was the probation officer than his counselor which is what my mom, the permanently confused, told me. I was grateful to find she was slightly wrong. Whew!
Poor Rella! Defrosting is never fun, even under the best of circumstances, which yours is not.
Again, it could have been worse. I told that 13 year old boy to grill - and he did (w/ help). He even got me a glass of water after asking if I would like one.
And, I told the 15 year old girl to do my other running around and she did. She was the one who carried the still mostly frozen stuff to the neighbors.
Like I said, it could have been worse. 35 degrees and raining so that you can't grill as well. You can't run things to the neighbors so well. 2 preschoolers who can't be left to run amuck cand can't help as easily as these two helpers.
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However, the probation officer ordeal really did fry my brain at work. I need to have a good day tomorrow to make up for it.
Today, I go to work where it is casual day.
After work, I go to church where I am coordinating a wedding rehearsal. No time to change clothes between the two.
So, I dress up for work, dress down for the rehearsal, or change between them. YUCK!
Meanwhile, I have 9 bags of stir fried vegetables cooked and chilled in my refrigerator. I have food for a small army. And the children will be gone tonight and most of tomorrow.
No time to chat about the latest in the chicken saga. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Here is our 5-day outlook at this point:
Today
High: 108°
Low: 66°
Tomorrow
High: 109°
Low: 68°
Sunday
High: 113°
Low: 69°
Monday
Partly Cloudy
High: 108°
Low: 70°
Tuesday
Mostly Cloudy
High: 102°
Low: 69°
Ya'd think we were in the desert or sumpin.
hi Neak!!
thats just like a spring week here!!
I'm sipping a lovely shiraz right now while half watching Aussie watch the World Cup, you know where they kick that round white thing around a grass rectangle for about 80 minutes but feels like 280 minutes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
but I'm enjoying the PEACE while everyone else is out & Mikey is sound asleep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hey Neak,
Ya'd think we were in the desert or sumpin.
Or sumpin I am guessing. I live IN the desert. Your highs are somewhat comparable for the next 5 days, but we don't cool off nearly as much in our lows. That could be your silver lining I guess.
Today
High: 111°
Low: 83°
Tomorrow
High: 112°
Low: 86°
Sunday
High: 111°
Low: 86°
Monday
Partly Cloudy
High: 108°
Low: 87°
Tuesday
Mostly Cloudy
High: 105°
Low: 84°
Here in the desert we say "yes, its hot, but at least its a dry heat". heh heh
Stay cool y'all!
Happy Sabbath.
cissy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Happy Sabbath to you, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I can't wait!
How are you, anyway? I've been wondering, but never when I was at the computer, sigh.
AW, what do you mean, 'spring'? How hot is your summer, anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Well, I hafta run to town and get some chicken wire real quick-like, but except for saying that a nice deputy sheriff brought Clancy home this morning, the following letter is fairly self-explanatory.
June 23, 2006
Dear Downtrodden Neighbor's Wife,
As I said before, we will pay for the wrongfully killed chickens. I am very sorry that another one has been killed — the Dervish let the dog out this morning (which he is not supposed to do), and let him wander around by himself (which no one is supposed to do). He cried when I told him the law says you could have shot his pet, and told him that your daughters were very sad because their pet was killed, all because he didn’t follow the rules.
Please let me know in writing the total for both chickens, including gas and any other expenses involved in their replacement. You can either send it here, or email me at my email address.
I hope you can believe me when I say that I want to avoid future problems with your family. Besides the obvious reasons, I am still reeling from the events of last year. AJ spent the first half of the year deeply involved in an affair. Within 2 weeks of him finally ending that, I became pregnant, and you know what happened then.
It will probably take me several years yet to fully recover, both emotionally and physically. I just do not have the extra time and energy to deliberately stir up trouble besides. So I hope we can resolve this amicably, and continue to try and prevent future difficulties.
If your bully of a husband feels that he must sue us, that is his right, but as long as we are able to agree on damages and reimburse you, it would seem silly to me. Let me know how you want to proceed.
Sincerely,
Neak
Ok, maybe there were a few paraphrases in the MB version. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> (I didn't really say bully...out loud.)
Oh, goody! I'm glad there was more than one version. I thought your descriptive word "bully" somewhat destroyed the rather conciliatory tone of the rest of the letter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. How did she know about the Dillon's death? Did the kids tell? I didn't realize there was that much chat between the two properties. More than now, though. Probably. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Love the letter !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That man is still a big jerk though. If he was angry he could have at least spoken direct to AJ man to man... neighbour wimp
temps are often 45 to 48 C to 30 to 40 at night thats about 113 to 118 .. been known to go to 52 (125) in the shade and 86 to 105 or so at night. we cook eggs on the car bonnet when we have bush BBQ's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> ,,,,, some years we have mild summers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
anyway, my sshiraz is gone, I'm feelin no pain, Aussie is locking up and we have a night to ourselves. until 8.00am when the builder arrives to talk 'manly' talk with Aussie about slabs and mesh and mix for the concrete.
They always get nervous for some reason when I ask them details of the mix ratios and aggregate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> I dont think they like women to "knows them 'men' things!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Aussie just says "Talk to the Boss mate " with a nod to me, so unsettles them I can nearly always get a good price out fo ..fo ??? them. my heads a bit fuzzy.
sigh, tha tman of mine still has a nice butt after all thes years . oops wine talk,,,time to go bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
sigh, tha tman of mine still has a nice butt after all thes years . oops wine talk,,,time to go bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
It seems like you admire his ratios and aggregate, as well! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
125 degrees F? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> We live near enough to the coast and the San Joaquin delta that most nights it cools off to the 70s or below. A few times a year we'll get a high-pressure ridge off the coast that keeps it hot at night, but as far as I'm concerned, the delta breeze is
The #1 factor in Why I Like to Live Where I Do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Of course the Princess told. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I just referred to him by name, but what is there is all that I could think of, and all that my fingers would type (except for Mr. Evil Neighbor, which sounded even worse), by way of a nickname.
AW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> 125!!! Remind me if I ever make it to Australia, to come in the winter!
Three cheers for the Delta breeze!
Just drove past the nursery on the way home. The sign said, "Don't Complain! It's 130 degrees in Death Valley." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I see that Australia and Croatia tied. Did Aussie like that? I read on the computer that the officials were kind of one way against Australia in one of the games.
I'll trade you....a ribeye and some stir fried veggies for a foot massage.......
Remember my Xtreme Stairs adventure? My foot is KILLING me tonight.
morning everyone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
rella get those rib eyes on the bbq, I'm hungry <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> and my head is a wee bit wooly and a bit tired after getting 3 hours sleep but otherwise,..... wheres the salad Neak?
the builder was very put out by my questions and could'nt get out of here fast enough, lol after giving me a written quote about $1300 under the next contractor hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
so he gets the job. BUT we or rather I probably will need to get another few inches of sand from the pad so its level with the rest of the house. oh bottom!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> shovel and barrow week.
Believer how are YOU going? we are great and it gets better each day. Aussie was very expressive about the 'ump' and made some pointed remarks as you can imagine lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
however as Aust is through to the finals I guess we can let Aussie use a sharp knife instead of a blunt one heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
On the real world front it appears its very likely that Aussie will deploy to Afghanistan in July when the engineers go. Not firm yet but seems to be the way things are going. Just have to suck these things up and live with it. I admit I had this 'crazy' idea of moving to Kuwait so we could perhaps get to see him every now and then, but thats just dreaming of course. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh well thats the future, today though is wonderful and its so 'right' to have all my family around. Its a precious gift for which I am eternally grateful.
I know this is strange to say but its so good to worry about normal day to day worries of everyday life, are the kids ok, did I leave the iron on, do I REALLY have to cook tonight? do I look fat in that lol etc
Hey I guess I am HAPPY & doing my best make Aussie HAPPY <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So sorry he is leaving again. In your whole country, don't they have anyone else qualified to do stuff besides Aussie??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
AW - I've been watching all of the stuff happening in Afghanistan. I don't want Aussie to go.
We have the 7 Marines and 1 medic locked upat the Brig where I work, accused of murder. The whole thing makes me sick.
On a lighter note, I'm watching soccer - Germany and Switzerland. I hope Germany loses, but so far they have 1 goal.
I cooked the steaks Thursday night. Get over here now if you want one. And don't forget that I have stir fried veggies, too.
And 3 vanilla cake mixes we can fix - they've been in the freezer for several years because they were in boxes printed totally in Spanish. Thought that was not as cool, though, as the KoolAid I found printed in Greek.
Oh, Tuck, the World Series is the 'World Cup' of baseball except that the only teams who play in it are American League or National League teams. They are almost exculsively American. I don't know why two American leagues can battle it out and crown their champion as the 'World Champion'. That has NEVER made sense to me.
Believer isn't it Germany- Sweden?
No cable tv at my house. Too expensive for my budget - so I haven't seen any of the World Cup yet.
As smart as we are and as much time as we spend here, you would think we could find a way to keep Aussie home.....
good morning to all or evening as the case may be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
AW's mum here.
see I'm announcing myself which is a just short of speaking to oneself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> however that’s a prerequisite for membership of the disgruntled wives club. I seem to be disgruntled about so many things these days. At first I thought it was my age and marriage relationship issues I’ve let slip a lot lately, however in retrospect I have come to the conclusion that its everybody’s else's fault!
Ah comfortable denial <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm baby sitting cute as a button Michael who's already chewing his fingers for MORE rice cereal, either that or he likes mushing it with his fingers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
He does make you smile though, a grin big enough to swallow the Sydney Harbour bridge <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Peeked in AW's fridge and found she had made a chicken Coq au Vin for herself and Aussie last night. I decided to taste test and I have to say I'm a darn good teacher <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> good red wine used as well. Speaking of which there were two empty bottles on the kitchen bench this morning as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
no wonder AW was looking so self satisfied this morning <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
In M recovery there is nothing like a well planned seduction!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
of course it helps if the subject of the seduction is actually home SOME days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Believer & rella you would think there was a way to keep him home wouldn't you?
As for Aussie going Believer - and don't think I noticed you avoiding AW's question on how you were either and expect some kind of update arms crossed fingers tapping ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> - I have no idea.
Truthfully I did not expect him to survive the first time he was brought back trussed up like a chicken with tubes everywhere and holes big enough to put your hand into. However the human body is an amazing thing and he has healed long ago with a few lumpy scars and whitening hair. I was told that was due to shock and not uncommon. I wonder if I can blame it for mine ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
A little while ago AW received a copy of an letter from the wife of a high ranking officer who wrote a open reply to the newspaper here in relation to the current conflict and in which she said her husband was referring to Aussie which says it all - a copy I keep close to me amongst my nick nacks -
……….. There is today a quiet sort of Australian man who, in obscurity achieves great things for which a few people are ever aware, though for which many are eternally grateful.
He then fades away unsung and is soon forgotten, exactly as he wishes it to be. You can see him on weekends tinkering in his shed, or sanding a little boat, or pursuing an odd hobby or two.
He does his duty, if he fails it is with dignity and when he succeeds, succeeds without trumpeting his success and with wry humour. He is remote, and self absorbed and is liked by many, especially children.
His life is one of ceaseless curiosity within his chosen field of which he is a supreme expert. He is scarcely comprehensible to women, one of whom tolerating his self absorption is rewarded with his devotion and loyalty and returns unstinting love through immense loneliness and isolation.
He will stand with his mates even unto death, he will not give up or surrender, he is a SAS soldier, a living embodiment of the ANZAC spirit, who like they of long ago, know the odds are getting higher against his safe return but goes like they did ‘over the top’ anyway, time after time.
He is what we wish to be as children, a real life hero, though he would savagely deny it and point to others in embarrassment that you would think he was more than ordinary.
Should you meet him there is nothing to physically show you he is special except his eyes. I will always remember his clear blue eyes looking out on the world with a clear unwavering compassion. Of a man who has seen too much and done more than we should ask of anyone.
He is in the end an Australian Digger, he is real, he is here for which we are grateful. Thank God for him.
What else can one say except - can I break his other leg?
You know, I think we could come up w/ something.........How to keep that man home? Do you think we could have him put under house arrest? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I guess that wouldn't work. That means he would have to break some law. That doesn't sound like a good plan. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I suggested breaking his trigger finger but no one volunteered for the job. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
We could have him diagnosed with some condition that would make him unfit for active duty. Would that work? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
[color:"green"]People!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Work with me!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> [/color]
You bunch of [color:"red"]WIMPS!!!!![/color]
ok you women, just all keep your distance
I'm a watching all you females, just stay away from me as I'm ok & youse are dangerous !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Hey Guess who is going to be ANOTHER year older very very soon???????
let me give you a hint,
talks and talks and talks,
loves putting all her kids on the spot,
never tires of 'I told you so's but NEVER in those words, reckons blokes are one step below the evolution ladder,
tells rude jokes when she has had too much wine,
thinks she's put upon by the men in her family and life- no idea WHAT she means,
feels the most emotion men have is when their footy team looses - and?????,
and believes no one in her family except a woman could organise an orgy in a brothel if it was free,
she thinks men are like commercials you can't believe a word they say,thats NOT true I haven't lied in almost ..a week
she believes men are like computers hard to figure out and never have enough memory, WHO has 4 credit cards??? And who forgot their anniversary – oh that one was me
she thinks men are so like coolers you just have to load them with beer and you can take them anywhere, yeah .. well that’s a BAD thing?
Overall she thinks men are like government bonds they take so long to mature and then the payout is low. That’s an insult I plan on NEVER maturing
NOW anyone have an idea? say hi to nanna Mike wave <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, HI AUSSIE!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Fancy meeting you, um, here......now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Mum is getting older? Who knew? Just be sure to tell us when the day rolls around, k?
Um, we were just joking....about everything....right girls?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
PS I guess I have an anti-fan, over on Deployed Army Officer.
It looks like someone reged with a new identity just for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Until Gargamel came along, the only person who didn't like me was my MIL.
Oops you guys are so busted ....heh heh heh heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I have to t y p e quietly as he's watching the soccer replay and things and is not a happy chappy ..lol
Aust lost on a penalty .... whatever that is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Neak I just went & read that new poster ..I think thats a WS sounding a bit foggy to me. I wonder? No history given so I do get a bit sus these days when that happens. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Now I DO sound like my mum eeek <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Busted is right - Rella and her big mouth, lololol!
(Ok, honesty moment, I just hadn't thought of anything bad and sneaky enough before he found it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
AJ & I were just talking last night about turning into our parents. We're all doomed!
That interesting poster, ah yes, I was a bit surprised to see such hostility against me when I was just passing the time with a brave soldier while waiting for the cavalry to arrive. (Which it still hasn't, BTW. I don't suppose A2 has any helpful advice for him?)
Obviously their reasoning is askew if they think I am trying to justify my own failure. I pray every day that others can have a 'failure' just like me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Well, back for more snuggles, and maybe a shower for good measure.
(Keep t y p i n g quietly....shhhhh.)
ok you women, just all keep your distance
I'm a watching all you females, just stay away from me as I'm ok & youse are dangerous !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Honestly, girls, see what happens when you try to
conspire in public? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Now we'll NEVER be able to catch him off guard. Don't look now, but I think his suspicions have been aroused. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
No, A2, We don't recognize anybody like that around
here! Whoever could you possibly mean? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Alright, A2, tell us when it is. You can trust us. You know everything here is secret anyway, and we'll NEVER tell! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
DIL got her lab results back. The questionable cells on her cervix are pre cancerous, so she can deliver normally, and be treated later.
We are happy about that.
Aussie - don't break anything. Us guys gotta stick together.
Just live well, and pray hard.
SS
AJ & I were just talking last night about turning into our parents. We're all doomed!
I can see why
he might object. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> But YOUR problem is? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Aussie - don't break anything.
Oh, nobody was expecting
him to do any VOLUNTARY breaking. It was all going to be freebies for him--no work on his part involved at all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Us guys gotta stick together.
I wouldn't be sticking too close to him right now, if I were you. Somebody might incapacitate you by mistake, which wouldn't help anybody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And might ruin your vacation aftermath, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Excuse me,........why am I in so much trouble. I was just trying to keep Aussie home so he could be there to meet AW's ENs. And y'all are trying to turn me into a bad guy. I thought that hurting him a little might keep him safe from being hurt a lot.
Ok, so we can avoid hurting him a little. We can steal some x-rays of a broken leg and then buy a bunch of plaster and we can put his leg in a cast so he can tell the 'powers that be' that he can't report for duty when ordered to do so.
We're just glad we weren't the ones caught with our hands in the baseball bat jar. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Aw Mom, I didn't mean it like that! He was just talking about how he drives slower and slower each year, just like his dad. Ok, so I don't drive faster and faster, but when I harangue the children it's just like reliving my childhood.
but when I harangue the children it's just like reliving my childhood.
I don't think you got your mouth open
quite wide enough for your whole foot yet. Wanna try one more time? Maybe you can cram all the toes in if you shove hard enough! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We can steal some x-rays of a broken leg and then buy a bunch of plaster and we can put his leg in a cast so he can tell the 'powers that be' that he can't report for duty when ordered to do so.
I think we'd have to fracture his sense of duty first, in order for that to work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Nope, it's gotta be a real injury.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Mom, I really am slipping. I didn't even do that one on purpose.
Twenty toes, coming right up.
Must dash and get the Dervish to bed. A pox on VBS and late afternoon naps.
I didn't even do that one on purpose.
And you look very alluring, too, there in your Freudian slip! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hi tl and all .
I am amused and sniggering as well if I am honest
AJ & I were just talking last night about turning into our parents. We're all doomed!
but when I harangue the children it's just like reliving my childhood.
Yes young Neak, I am wondering how you are going to get out of THIS one ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ah the young, opening mouths to change feet - are you sure you & AW are not related in some way? great cousins or something ???? hahahaha .. but sadly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> yes I also came to realisation that I had turned into my own mother the poor dear so many years ago I'm not telling! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'd give AW the bad news that she has already turned into me - but she's in denial <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> screaming at the teenage kids, running around from pillar to post, balancing work, home and family and so on and so on.
Opening mouth to change feet repeatedly.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Hey I got some info on Aussie that I may send you as I'm not sure about pointing AW to it yet - dont panic nothing terrible in the m area - no just something that has become available that shows what they do in the real war. Frankly it was a bit confronting. The more I learn the more I find I do not really understand our lad in many ways. He just looks so , well, ordinary. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of course rella you just have to know that he looks sideways at both AW & I now ..hahahahha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> That was so funny when he got on just after your comment hahahaha
AW's mum - SLEEPLESS mum that is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Poor Mum.
The Dervish is begging to have his 'koolwork' time on 'da puter', so I must be brief.
No, I still haven't figured out how to get out of that one. In the meantime, I'll keep on digging. And opening my mouth every wider.
(Oh, please send whatever it is to us!)
And she is digging, too. I just fell down and hurt myself, and when I looked to see what had tripped me, it was her tonsils!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I've got to sew a costume for Hamaan to wear at Vacation Bible School tonight. I think I've put it off about as long as I can. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm confused.....Neak said something that got made into a big stink and I can't figure out what that is all about......we are turning into our parents......that's not even remotely a good idea......Not even..........and I'm being given a hard way to go for trying to keep Aussie safe.
This place is curiouser and curiouser.
I really need a maid...
Or a girlfriend!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
RobbyRobbyRobby--Dunno about the girlfriend part, but I think this is the wrong place to find a maid. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> You'd be liable to find your shorts starched, Ex-Lax in your chocolate chip cookies, and your sheets shorted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> AW knows about aggregates and ratios, and she's a pistol with heavy equipment and installing stuff, though, in case you need any serious work done around your house...but the commute would be a bummer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Come back again and browse. Maybe you'll get an inspiration...
t&l
This place is curiouser and curiouser.
I hope you're not serious or seriouser about this. Neak's only stink is on another thread where someone took exception to her advice, and then (I know you'll be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />) to something I said, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I guess it depends on your parents, whether or not turning into them is a bad idea. And all that stuff about Aussie was in fun anyway--really, Aussie, we were just kidding...you can put down the pitchfork now--even Aussie knows
that! Don't you Aussie? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Besides, how normal can a place be, anyway, which specializes in feminine hygiene? World-wide. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Robby,
Go read my TKO post. It might help you on the maid decision, I am currently facing this and thought I could help a fellow cross-dresser out.
rella Aussie knows we are joking really, well mostly, ok if we could get away with it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> but boys will be boys no matter their actual age.
I at least age gracefully, whereas Aussie is doing his best to get to Grumpy's place in life - GOM (Grumpy Old Man) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak & tl I'll send you the news bit I found and have , well hidden sounds so furtive
doesn’t it, how about I haven’t yet shown it to AW ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I can say HE has never told any of us about the episode in the paper <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> but then he doesn't tell anybody anything.
AW & I should be grateful he remembers to say Hello I suppose. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
the image of Robby as a cross dresser!! oh my that’s NOT something I want to go asleep on!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW has finalised a deal with the concrete laying thingamabob bloke, the contractor, she is very happy with her cash deal because she got the fellow to agree to do the earthworks for free. Then she will help him do the formwork and pumping in the concrete this Saturday. If you ask her about it she will go on and on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of course she insists Aussie does not be around as the last time she did this he put his initials in the setting cement!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> So I get to sit with Michael and watch the fun - oh joy
The up side is that I get to play with my youngest GS and also discover the latest swear words that she has picked up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> - never know when the power to embarrass might come in handy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussie and a few mates are going to the races which I hope turns out better than last time - by 5.00 pm he was legless and broke and thought he was in a bar in Thailand <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My son is driving a Taxi Bus on the weekends right now so I booked him to collect them - now if I could only be convinced he wont go join them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Mum, could you let A2 and/or AW know that a soldier on another thread would very much like to hear their story? He is sbmmal, deployed in Iraq, and has a WW back home. He is looking for more hopeful stories, and they certainly qualify! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I will look a little later, too, but have to get busy for a bit.
Tell AW to let Aussie put his initials in the concrete. Tell her that their (other) American sis said it was ok.
yeah - it's ok.....a way to keep him around...maybe he will get stuck in the cement.
Last night went pretty well. The fistfight boy was back, along with his very sweet little brother. So there must not be too hard of feelings, if his parents even knew.
After talking to another culprit's mother, I have to wonder. (I did not tell her about her son's part. That's Neaksis' job.)
This would be the boy that I took with me from here, and drove the almost-hour down there. He goes to the same school as Neaksis' kids. All the kids - hers and mine - said he kicked Val a couple of times when she was down on the ground.
After two days of him calling up bugging me to take him again, and me asking him to explain to his mother that because of the fight, Neaksis' kids couldn't go down early any more, that my mom and I had to bring them down just in time for VBS, and there was no room for him, 8 people, 8 seats, it just seemed as if he was not giving his mother even part of the full story.
Sure enough, all he had told her was that the kids couldn't go down early. She laughed and said maybe Neaksis just needed a break, "perfectly understandable" chuckle chuckle. So I told her about the fight, and how Val's younger brother had tried to defend her, and got beaten up, pinned to the ground, and his neck stepped on and bruised. (Their big brother arrived on the scene then and socked the main bully once or twice, and the fight broke up.)
She was quite interested to hear the full(er) story, naturally. She is planning to come to the last night tonight, with the live wild animal show.
Anybody close enough to come? You'd love it. It is Wild Things, a wild animal rescue group from the Weimar area. They come down and bring some of their exotic creatures. Every year they bring their alligator he is a little bigger, and they hold him and let the kids touch his tail.
Last year they had a snapping turtle, lemur, vulture, and lots more. And every family who comes gets a special free gift!
(Hint: the church members wanted to give out a nice book, but just couldn't think which book they might possibly want to give. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
Must get up and going, but seriously, if anyone wants to come just let me know, and I'll get you the info. Have a superdydooperdy day!
I want to come.
Can you don the cape of power and transport me?
(that eye blink thing? )
I promise not to get airsick.
SS
IN all my years working with boys, I only hurt a boy physically one time.
We had a rule that you couldn't run in the halls of the church. I heard a loud running noice one evening, and looked around the corner down the hall. One of the boys was being chased by three other boys, but he had a good lead on them. I timed (in my head) his steps, and put my arm out to catch him as he got to the corner. His momentum swung him around, and into the wall. The wall and his head connected with a loud "bonk" and he hit the ground as if in a coma.
My reaction time was slow - I stood there in a daze wondering what to do. The other boys rounded the corner - It takes time to tell this, but it all took place in 2 - 3 seconds.
They looked down at "Stan" and they looked at me. Finally my brain started working again and I said " I caught him running in the church, and if I catch you running I'll do the same thing to you."
"Stan" came to a few seconds later, and seemed to be OK. I told our ecclesiastical leader what had happened, and I personally visited the boy's mother and told her. She said he probably brougth it on himself, and not to worry about it.
Further questioning leads me to believe that he had done something to the other boys first, and they were chasing him for revenge. We did have a few sessions on getting along, and how to cope with differences in personalities. Lucky for me, this group of boys were understanding enough to "get it."
One side affect of this episode is that I didn't have a disipline problem with these boys. They were never sure just what I had done to knock "Stan" out, and they didn't want to find out either.
I know everyone has their own problems to cope with. Some days seem to be better than others as far as our ability to cope, and our emotional health.
I read something that really helps me - the story of a baby born in a stable in Bethlehem who went on to save all those that accept him. He lives - and that makes all the difference in the world.
May you all have peace in your hearts, even if your life is in turmoil.
SS
SS, ya got one on me. I have never knocked out a little kid yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Good reminder about our Friend.
Even though there seem to be no lasting ill effects from knocking him out, I would go back and change it if I could. It still bothers me after 20 years. Not that I meant to do it, but I still wish I had been smart enough to avoid it.
Good day today Neak?
SS
SS I think I could have used your skills tonight!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW will probably agree with me.
The only night for ages that grumpy has off and he and Aussie sat drinking all night talking a load of bull. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
The only thing which has got them off the hook is that they shelled out for a fantastic chinese dinner - it was so good, we are still full.
The rubbish these men talk when they drink - unbelievable. AW & I just kept replying "Yes Dear" to whoever was talking at the time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I have the ultimate song to describe these two yobbos..are you ready ...
I hate the new age guys
I'm a chauvinist
I live on beer and pies
Tried to tell you,
But you look at me,
like maybe I'm an angel underneath
Haven't brushed me teeth.
Yesterday I lied
But all me mates
gave me a real good alibi
Thanks guys
I really went out drinking,
I told you I was at work
Don't ask me for commitment,
'Cause it's something I will shirk
I'm a bloke,
I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers
I'm a labourer by day,
I piss up all me pay
Watching footy on TV
Just feed me more VB
Just pour my beer,
And get my smokes,
And go away
Or take me as I am
This may mean you'll
have to fetch another can
Rest assured,
That if I start to make you breakfast
I'm going to extremes
but tomorrow I'll get [censored],
and today won't mean a thing
I'm a bloke
I'm a yobbo,
and me best mate's name is Robbo
Winfield is me cigarrete
I dress in flanellette
Shearer's singlet that is blue
Throw in a few tattoos,
You know you wouldn't
Want me any other way
When you think
You've got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool
When I act like a tool
And my mates try to shave me
I'm a bloke,
I'm an ocker
And I really love your knockers
I'm a labourer by day,
I piss up all me pay
Watching footy on TV
Just feed me more VB
Just pour my beer,
And get my smokes,
And go away
I'm a bloke
I'm a yobbo,
and me best mate's name is Robbo
Winfield is me cigarrete
I dress in flanellette
Shearer's singlet that is blue
Throw in a few tattoos,
You know you wouldn't
Want me any other way
Yeah that says it all
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
That song is so sad...... I don't think (if I was a women) that I could live that way.
My W would probably kick me out and tell me to come back when I was serious about being a good husband.
Actually, I don't know what she would do, because we get along well, and are more in love after 30 years than we were when we were first married.
Still, it's good to know your man, and what works, and what doesn't work.
What do you do when NOTHING works?
We always wanted to help each other, even if we weren't very good at it.
SS
Don't worry about the song SS
its a bit of tongue in cheek - a bit close to the truth SOMETIMES though - like tonight??!!! oh well I have to remember, they are just men <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
we'll have our turn when we cook a nice bacon and sausage breaky for them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
oh well I have to remember, they are just men
That's important to remember <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I knew it was tounge in cheek, but it is still sad to me.
As in.............. it would be funny if it wasn't so true.
SS
So, I'm off to work. Y'all take care now, ya hear?
Have a good weekend Cinderella - Just remember to be in by midnight.
SS
In a few hours I'll go home for the weekend, and I don't keep in touch very well on weekends.
So - may everyone have good days, lots of happiness, and may God be with you.
It wouldn't hurt to laugh a lot either.
SS
I learned something new at the wild animal show last night.
Mom will kill me for telling you.
Did you know kangaroos have their scrotums in front? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> The scrotal sac hangs down from near the center of their abdomen, about where the penis would be on, say, a dog or a horse. But noooooo! The land down under has to have everything backwards, and the poor kangaroo had its penis all the way at the back, right under its tail.
Neaksis says we shouldn't have notice, but lemme tell you, it was impossible not to!
I was sorry to have missed the part where the monitor lizard licked the Dervish across the top of the head, probably thinking, "Wow, what a stinky little kid" or something like that.
The newspaper was there, so if they actually publish anything about it we'll let you know. Also hopefully Neaksis can share a few of the funnier photos. (I was not impressed with the one of Mrs. Noah.)
AJ is awake so must dash.
Mom will kill me for telling you.
I'm sure she'll make up for it with an extra nice funeral.
I read some of a "Calvin and Hobbs" collection last night, and I thought of the Dervish.
If you haven't read "Calvin and Hobbs" you should, it might give you valueable insight.
I have another story about a boys first pocket knife, and a boys first hatchet. Does Mr computer spend much time outdoors? There are some things you really need to know.
SS
I love C&H! We grew up reading them, I just didn't know it was my life's forecast.
Both little terrors love the outdoors, though I try to keep hatchets and such away from them. (Not always successfully. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />)
Tell the story, please.
I meant to say the other day, even if it is just a little funny about the boy you knocked out, I understand you wish you could do it over. (And not do it.) But God turns everything for good, right?
I love C&H! We grew up reading them, I just didn't know it was my life's forecast.
My mother didn't know either, but she did fine in the end. It's just the middle where she had problems.
Both little terrors love the outdoors, though I try to keep hatchets and such away from them. (Not always successfully. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />)
My mom never understood my need to chop things, but once I showed up with the hatchet, she sent me off into the neighbors yard to play with great regularity. She was really good about it. They did have a big yard, and their mother never wandered into the far reaches.
Tell the story, please.
It's a copyrighted story - so I can't tell it on this public form because I don't own the copyright. I'll see about getting a copy of the book to you.
I meant to say the other day, even if it is just a little funny about the boy you knocked out, I understand you wish you could do it over. (And not do it.) But God turns everything for good, right?
I tell it to other adult scout leaders - it gets a laugh, and they understand about being careful.
God does turn things to good. I am thankful for that. Even these kinds of things can be useful as lessons to others, and to lighten their load with humor.
Does school go all summer for your children?
I was thinking about our own school year - they take more and more of the summer in exchange for longer vacations in the winter and spring. I hate it - my summers were wonderful as a child, I wish my children could have three months off like I did, instead of 9 weeks. I understand they learn more if they don't take so long a time off, but like Calvin says "Who cares? Certanly not Hobbs or I."
Time to leave for the weekend - Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
SS
hi there all
taking a break from the concrete laying. What a laugh it was. The truck turns up at 6am and I'm ready to go, Aussie already at work, so we have the pump ready the tube all aligned and the spreaders ready to push the wet mud into the corners and hard to get areas.
So off it starts ... about 3 mins later ,,, I'm around the back with the others, we hear a loud CLUNK. The cement stops flowing.
well it stopped flowing out of the pipe anyway.
The truck was busily pouring it all over the front driveway, the driver running frantically around trying to stop it. Apparently he could not stop it. Finally, by the time it was up to his thighs he mananged to thump the right lever with a small ball hammer hard enough to get it to move and stop pouring.
So he's spent 3 hours cleaning up my driveway while another truck arrived to pump the mud for us. The air was a bit blue just ask mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
But hey it looks great! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Bob the builder is just finishing the non slip surface as thats a bugger of a job and I pleaded that I was only a weak woman <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> no he didn't fall for it either but let me go have a smoko and clean up anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS I love Calvin and Hobbes it really is so close to the real darlin's.
I'm really bushed though. Didn't get much sleep but had a lovely night dancing with Aussie around the lounge room lol,
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> no I really mean dancing, well sort of slow cuddle. So romantic. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I really don't want him to go away again. No sad thoughts now, whats that song ... you know from Mums era <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,
And smile, smile, smile,
While you’ve a lucifer to light your fag,
Smile, girl, that’s the style.
What’s the use of worrying?
It never was worth while
no not working, what about ....
Smile, though your heart is breaking
Smile, even though it's aching
I'd better get back to work before I blubber over the new keyboard.
good night - off to bed for me!
Mom will kill me for telling you.
Why am I supposed to care if you tell people about kangaroo testicles? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Unless I'm supposed to be embarrassed that anyone knows we noticed...but as you said, it was impossible NOT to. (We were sitting in the front row. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
Neak is going to be 34 years old tomorrow at 10PM on the button. I'm only 35 myself, so I have NO idea how this happened. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I guess that is part of the miracle of childbirth.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> That must be it, Cinderalla. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Happy Birthday Neak! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Congratulations on the anniversary of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> t&l! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Thank you!
AW, thank you - everyone is going to crack up when they see it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Happy Birthday my love <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ahhhhhh, AJ - you are so sweet.
Happy Birthday Neak.
Hi young Neak!!
AW would answer you but she's right out of it as of about 5 mins or so ago. Just closed her eyes and and that was it, dead to the world. Worked very hard today and is exhausted.
I do so wish you a happy birthday, however I guess she was making some smart comment as well because she wouldn't let me see the final email to you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
You young people you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
tl keep an eye on these two! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Now all together please - chords here
Happy Birthday chords Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday to YOU
Happy Birthday Dear Neak
Happy Birthday to YOU
Hip hip Hooray
Hip hip Hooray
WooHoo <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Happy Birthday to you
cha cha cha
Happy Birthday to you
cha cha cha
Happy Birthday Dear NEAK
cha cha cha
Happy Birthday to you
cha cha cha
I had never heard it with the cha-cha-chas in it till my son was in kindergarten.
Happy Birthday neak - I hope you got some rest.
Hi Rella - I hope your weekend is a good one
Thinking about T&L. She's quiet.
Good quiet, or bad quiet?
Hi AW, and AWM !!
SS
CC,
I hope you are progrssing. Was thinking about you today. Probalby the same question as for T&L.
Good quiet, or bad quiet?
SS
So far, so good. Working on PowerPoint presentation for church tomorrow.
What's your PPP about, Rella?
SS, I got a nap.
That wasn't loud enough.
I G O T A N A P ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
good evening to ss & rella and the silent tl and the birthday girl NEAK, oh and neaksis and all those wonderful kids!! Do you ever loose track of 'who's is whoms?' (thats an ozite term if you cannot tell) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW was so sore in church she groaned as she knelt and sat and got up - lol it was so funny - some friends of hers who sat next to us 'sniggered' with the obvious inference
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I swear, when the lot of them get together its like having a bunch of teenagers all over again! Its the adult and near adult children that give them away though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
tl this is for you - when my GD sung this it was very special. It cut close to the bone for myself though.
Like a freeze-dried rose, you will never be,
What you were, what you were to me in memory.
But if I listen to the dark,
You'll embrace me like a star,
Envelope me, envelope me...
If things get real for me down here,
Promise to take me to before you went away -
If only for a day.
If things get real for me down here,
Promise to take me back to the tune
We played before you went away.
And if I listen to, the sound of white,
Sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white ..
You're my mystery. One mystery. My mystery. One mystery.
My silence solidifies,
Until that hollow void erases you,
Erases you so I can't feel at all.
But if I never feel again, at least that nothingness
Will end the painful dream, of you and me...
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me to
Before you went away, if only for a day.
If things get real for me down here, promise to take me back to
The tune we played before you went away.
And if I listen to, the sound of white
Sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white
Sometimes I hear your smile, and breath your light.
And if I listen to, the sound of white.
I knelt before some strangers face,
I'd never have the courage or belief to trust this place,
But I dropped my head, 'cos it felt like lead,
And I'm sure I felt your fingers through my hair...
And if I listen to, the sound of white sometimes
I hear your smile, and breathe your light.
Yeah if I listen to, the sound of white.
The sound of white,
The sound of white,
The sound of white.
The presentation is a bunch of announcements for the congregation - when baby showers are, when the youth group is doing something, just things the congregation needs to know. I spend all this time doing them but I don't think anyone notices.
Try using Macromedia Flash for presentations. It is far more exciting than Powerpoint.
Cross-dressing fashion tips AND computer helps!! You are a man of many parts, Pio. I am impressed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have no idea whether it is on the other computer - there are two in the balcony at church....
Macromedia Flash ?
is that when ya havta run from your humpy to the showers in the nud?
But why would ya be doin it in a church? oh showers out the back I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> makes sense to me.
We do have showers in the church believe it or not....you would have to run down the stairs from the balcony, through the auditorium or outside along the side of the building, upstairs, down the hall and into the shower room. Since we are on one of the busiest streets in town, this could be dangerous in more ways than one.
I'm posting this here in addition to Iville because there are some folks here that aren't there very often................
How would you deal w/ this......
(Background - my nephew pled guilty to aggravated sexual battery of my daughter. Since then, I have had no communication from my sister. We are the only siblings. My mom is siding w/ my sister. Says I handled it all wrong. I had no choice as disclosure was made while daughter was in hospital and all alternatives were taken away from me by the 'authorities'. I was not willing to go to jail for discussing it w/ my sister. I have not heard a word from my sister since October. She is manipulative anyway but now appears vindictive. 81yo mom is having surgery today.)
The following is an email exchange between sister and me concerning our mom's surgery.
[color:"blue"](sister's response)If there are complications we will let you know.
>
> From: "JaneElise"
> Date: 2006/07/02 Sun PM 05:25:22 EDT
> To: "Ca....a
> Subject: BB
>
> I would like to be kept informed on BB’s status according to doctors.
>
> She has told me she has cataract surgery scheduled for tomorrow but, other
> than telling me that it is at Baptist, she has not been able to give me any
> particulars though I have asked.
>
> Can you provide me with any information?
>
> I have offered, on more than one occasion, to take her to some of the
> appointments but have not been given any information as to when my help
> might be needed. I am more than willing to help our mother in any way I
> can.
>
> Thanks,
> Jane [/color]
IMO, you have done what you can by offering.
Clearly, they are cutting you out of their lives. They are not friends of you or your daughter, because they place her rapist at a higher value than her.
I could have understood if they wanted to try and keep the adults in the family together, even if they were only close by phone, and just keep the kids separate, but to cut you off entirely because your daughter had the misfortune to be victimized by their son/grandson shows they are people of poor character.
It sounds as if you are still upset that the hospital folk had to report this. (Not that you blame them, just that you wish you could have handled it yourself.) But really, what happened was the best for your daughter. It is unfortunate that the rest of the family showed their true colors in the manner that they did, but your daughter feels safe, important, and believed. You are her champion, and her hero. Don't regret that for a minute.
Since your sis and mom are unhealthy people for you at this point, you can consider going into Plan B on them. Whether or not you actually send it, I think it would be good for you to write a letter to them as well. "Because you continue to blame the innocent victim in this, and vilify me for bringing the truth out into the open, I choose to no longer have you in my life."
Then focus on your beautiful daughter, who still needs you very much (whether or not she knows it).
Just my .02 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Um, Aussie, there are only sinks in our church. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Neak - thanks for the strength I am now feeling.
I will not send them a plan B letter. I will keep the children separate. I have no hard feelings toward anyone but nephew about what happened. We are all his secondary victims.
If my sister chooses to destroy the family, that is her choice.
I think that, from now on, I will send a monthly update requesting information. She may continue to send me such emails. I will consider contesting my mother's will if it turns out I feel she was unduly influenced by them.
Granted, she is still very much with us - but at 81, who knows how much longer she will last - 6 weeks/16 years. You just never know.
crikey bet THATS cold in winter then!
from what I remember we dont even have a sink in the cathedral , I think. Ask AW she'll tell you the details of such places more than likely.
AW is bed bound right now with a crook back. Told her not to barrow that cement without a back support but does the woman listen ?
Has done a nerve in the 3rd disk - what a barney to get her to take the anti-inflamatories <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
"I TOLD you I'm ok" while unable to sit or stand, but mum fixed her alright. I always wondered if mum was a child whisperer, you know like them horsey whisperers. Mum did some whispering and she couldn't take them fast enough <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I was also going to tell her shes not 20 any more but fear prevented it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I was trying to work out where rella came from then went duh
oh well thumbs user only.
sorry to hear about your little girl. I hate kids getting hurt.
From what AW used to say about those sort of cases its a big circle, the kids act out what happened to them many times if not properly counselled and its goes on & on
you did the right thing no matter what. but begs the question where did the nephew experience that?
I hate seeing kids hurt, cant even see Mikey get a needle what a sook hey.
I bet a chiropractor would be of help.
I'll bet anything those sweet whispers involved some heavy-duty blackmail. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cathedral sinks <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis continues to have difficulties. For sure, her younger two would still be acting out sexually with other kids, given the chance. It is exhausting for her to continually make sure they don't have that chance.
Right now the poor thing is dealing with Val's first major "normal" crush. It is normal to a point, but because of her experience also has sexual overtones, at least on her end. (I'm sure the little boy would be surprised.)
Having seen both sides up close, it does give me sympathy for what Rella's nephew must have experienced, but yet at some point he also became responsible for his own choices. I hope the counseling helps.
What should she call him?
SS
You know, I wonder what motivated him to do this.
My mom still maintains my d 'enticed' him - but she was only 12 or so when it started. She has not intimated that anything had happened before C touched her. My mom is unable to see that C did anything wrong. Even though I point out he was 2 years older - much larger physically - and knew that his dad helped me w/ many household chores which I was unable to do. Therefore, he had power physically and emotionally over my daughter.
Tonight, in talking to mom, who did fine w/ the surgery, I accidentally called my sister a 'poopoo head' which got a chuckle and an agreement from mom. And my daughter. My son couldn't have cared less. But, we keep praying for 'them' and we know God knows who and what we mean.
Still no word from my mom. She was to call when she got home. Bet it will be after the fireworks - if they get her home tonight.
I guess I am all but dead to my sister. Well, one of these days.......
Well, mom got home mid-day. She just didn't answer phone for some reason (doesn't hear well). Says she is fine. Didn't reach her till 9:30 last night.
Time to leave for work and I still need my shower.
SS, I think he just wanted to talk about underwater fish photography, and his plans to go to Mexico again this next weekend. Nothing earth-shaking that I am aware of.
Happy late 4th to all.
Neaksis gave us a special present. I have one child in front of the TV with a bucket, and another wedged in front of the toilet with a pillow and blanket.
Sigh. So far, the Dervish is fine.
I can't remember when I have had such a peaceful day. All three of mine are lying down with buckets as well. It's the only time they are ever quiet.
SS, I think he just wanted to talk about underwater fish photography, and his plans to go to Mexico again this next weekend.
HA-A-A-A-A-A-A-AH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> He wanted money because he screwed up his checking account and just needed to "borrow." We shall see... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just blasting through on my way to the bank to get my dad's SS check and reimburse myself for paying his house payment. I've been VERY busy lately--women have been spitting out babies like machine gun bullets, and I've been caught in the crossfire. Very few of them have been straightforward, either--just very time-consuming, difficult, and tiring. We've had, in the past several days, at least 6 women who were headed towards a C-section, but which we never-give-up nurses of the night shift have been able to successfully steer to a more-conventional conclusion. One of them was an enormously heavy individual having a first baby. She had multiple health problems, in addition to her weight, that would've made her a surgeon's nightmare to operate on. And she wouldn't dilate, either, but nobody wanted to cut, so when we came on we just started pulling one intervention after another out of our bag of tricks, until we got a vaginal delivery out of her at last. The doctor went down to the desk afterwards and told the other nurses that the 2 of us who had accomplished this for her were the best L&D nurses she'd ever seen. I felt a rosy glow of achievement for several whole seconds, and then somebody else popped a complication and we were off and running again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'm supposed to have 3 days off here--and I'm really hoping I get them, too. Ah's tahrd.
Today I should find out if my fixing-the-septic-tank loan will go through, or whether I have to start hustling again. At least my current account was moved to another office, which is willing to work with me over a refinance, albeit at a higher interest rate, higher monthly payment, and lower cash payout than the people who may or may not be turning us down. DON'T BUY MANUFACTURED HOMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! They're the dickens to deal with after the initial purchase. I sure won't ever do it again.
Also, got a call from a police detective in southern CA today that they'd arrested someone who had my personal financial information in their possession (among others), and did I know anything about it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Nope. I didn't, as a matter of fact. The person is a female, said she worked in the housing loan industry...and oddly enough, the address being used is the address of the house we're currently trying to re-finance. So it will be interesting to see where THAT goes to. At least my credit report shows nothing interesting going on right now, as of today, so it doesn't look like she had much fun with it before the police caught up with her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Bummer for her, huh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm off to see the wizard. I knew I shouldn't have answered that phone. Just got called in to work days tomorrow, so there goes another leisurely day at the computer, the sewing machine, or the kitchen sink (only
I wash
dishes at mine, thank you). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Oh, well, overtime is overtime. I can't go visit the girls, not with all those diseased juveniles they've got over there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So what else is there to do? Besides housework, I mean. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis said:
I can't remember when I have had such a peaceful day. All three of mine are lying down with buckets as well. It's the only time they are ever quiet.
Quiet can be good, but then, sometimes it means something's going on. Especially with boys.
We spent the 4th in Zion National Park.
Nice day.
Rained just enough to cool things off, but not enough to need a raincoat.
We think we might write a book on Zion Park - we know lots of cool facts about it that many people don't know.
I'll share a few.
1. Zion park is mostly rocks. (by percentage)
2. The road through the tunnel cost more than $1.50 to build. (We're sure of that.)
3. Most of the rocks in the park have been there for more than a year. Many for more than 3 years.
4. It's the same distance to drive through the park east to west as it is to drive through west to east. (when rounded to the nearest mile)
5. More people visited the park last year than visited in 1932.
6. Camping is allowed in the park campgrounds.
7. There is more than enough rock in Zion Park to fill all of Imelda Marcos's shoe boxes.
8. The total weight of rock in the park is more than the weight of three average sized down pillows.
We figure maybe others would want to know these amazing facts. There are lots more too........
The Dervish didn't light anything on fire yesterday?
I can't go visit the girls, not with all those diseased juveniles they've got over there!
I think that explains the buckets - I was wondering.
SS
I am grateful that no one in my family needs a bucket.
x told d tonight that he wants to talk to her. Seems he is disappointed in her because of something he knows about that she doesn't know he knows. He told her this on the phone. Now she is concerned about what this lecture will be about. The same sort of passive/aggressive stuff I used to get from him.
Cinderella--Sorry your various family members are giving you so much trouble. Sounds like you need a vacation from the whole batch of them!
t&l
Hello all, tl, neak, neaksis, rella & ss - awsmum signing on.
Glad to see neaksis got some quiet time!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm glad the dervish is ok though young Neak, I think the world needs a few dervishes to just keep it interesting.
Aussie was a right little dervish from what his father used to say. Actually it wasn't exactly the word 'dervish' he called him - but close enough if you get the drift. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Did I ever tell you his father went silver gray by 39? I wonder why?
Hows AJ's hair these days? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think Mikey should be a dervish. It would keep me busy for an hour or so then I could hand him back to AW!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
AW is almost back to 100% BUT STILL HAD TO GO LAY 6 SLABS - what do you do I ask? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
TL good to hear from you and belated Happy Anniversary to you for 35 years. Thats an achievement. Just accept it dear woman, you're an achiever!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We have pizza!!! I love pizza, my hips love it even more, though I'm not sure my digestive system is in fully needs meet relationship <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Aussie had Roo, Emu and Crocodile for lunch today with Damper cooked by the local elders of the Noongar people who sang songs to guide their spirits home. Of course my preference is that this wont be required. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I ate roo once. Tasted just like meat.
Alligator - I think I ate that once - though not the same as croc.
Have appt to take my 'achey breaky' foot to the dr in the morning. It's not a happy foot. Mostly happy though I have isolated the biggest hurt.
Gotta pack for the beach....daughter has to pack to go on mission trip to Louisiana. Son has to get ready to go to dad's for week.
My brain is tired. Maybe my meds are out of whack. I think I've gotten too many holes in my lexapro. Maybe that is part of why I feel all yucky. I need my weekly appt w/ chiropractor but just can't get there. Bummed.
Gator. Roo. Eeeew.
Hope your poor foot feels better.
Don't forget the em-ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Nobody around here will be wrestling Aussie for his plate, at least!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I was driving out in the country around here a couple of times and saw llamas grazing in the fields. That struck me as a bit unusual.
Well, I ate the gator in who knows when....ate some shark once, too. The roo was in 1986.
Not affecting that pretty little foot of mine.
However, earlier tonight, I thought I might need to borrow one of those buckets. A touch elevated temp, eyes hurt, tummy queezed. But, I think the worst is over with.
Ew ew ew, don't breathe on me!
Oops, I mean I am sorry you don't feel good.
Llamas grazing in the field is actually a very usual sight where we are, ditto emu. Camels or elephants would be a rarity though.
After all, we live in the land of fruit and nuts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
hi sweeties!!
quick post
busy busy busy getting ready to go out to a farewell concert for the 'boys' and just making sure my happy pills are all taken and the smile is painted on correctly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> see its a wonder what non smear performers make up will do, I wonder if DD will work out I nicked some of hers? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
oh well I'll just get another 'oh mother'. Oh the romance between Travelling Soldier and DD is steaming up nicely, haven't got her over the M word yet but shes wavering. But really I'm ok with her wish either way. I just tease a wee little bit. I think thats mum genes at fault there!! DD blame nanna!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
oh my dress is so sheekish, its a black silk number that cost , well lets change THAT subject before Aussie ever hears about it. Its nice. DD wants to wear it on the weekend lol (with some luck I wont need it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
anyway we are ready, I think. nappies , bags, mum, dad, dd, DS & that girl in red <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> oh goodness the poor girl looks so worshipfully at him if he hurts her I'll kick him so hard. Now where was I ? oh crikey Mikey lets go baby boy. thats my back wincing in sympathy before I try to pick him up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
ok. lets go and smile for the boys and be happy and shake hands and do the commanders wife thing. my box of tissues for their girls/wives all ready. big deep breath, mummy come hold my hand. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> tl & neak hold the other one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Big hug, AW. Let go of my hand now. I'm trying to pat you soothingly on the back! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Don't you just get tired sometimes of having to be so noble, so brave, so restrained, so controlled...when what you really want to do is lie down on the floor, drum your heels, beat your fists, have a screaming fit, and go, "Waa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah!"? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Sorry I haven't answered everybody lately. I was miserably sick with a head cold for a couple of weeks, and all I did was work and sleep and feel sorry for myself. Wait...that sounds like my regular life! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> But I read every day, even if I was too hoarse to talk--had a frog in my fingers, don'cha know? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The 'tamping frip' was going well when I talked to the 'tampers' last night.
The Dervish had taken 3-4 small naps during the day, and kept trying to sneak into the tent to lie down, instead of eating his supper. Wooo-hoooo!!!
Apparently early yesterday morning while they were both napping in the car, the wee Dervish woke up and wanted out, then curled up on AJ's lap for another hour of cuddles and snoozes.
Awwwwwwwww.
AJ's tummy was a little unhappy last night <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> but I haven't heard from him this morning, which is good news, I think. There is almost no cell signal where they are, so if he was driving down the highway with the steering wheel in one hand and a bucket in the other, he would have let me know. Hmmmm. That's two hands, and three things. I wonder which item he would let go of to use the cell phone?
My tummy is not real happy, but I think (hope) it is only sympathy pangs.
Oh, and Neaksis gets her little respite foster kid back again. Apparently 2 full days back with her sister and Regular Foster Mother was enough for the RFM to want respite again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis doesn't mind. She behaves very well for Neaksis.
Hello all
I will need to find out about all the gory details of the 'tamping frip' - as long as Aj does not breath on me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
just got back from a very happy/sad/emotional goodbye concert for the troops leaving for Afghanistan. AW is with Aussie still and spending the night at the Hilton hotel.
Mikey is with myself and grumpy. Grumpy & Mikey are both asleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
One suspects the youngsters are out doing things nanna doesn't want to know about. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I got 4 slow dances with grumpy tonight - I just about fell over with shock <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
We had some great singers come from all over to perform for them as well. Some of the songs were so heartbreakingly beautiful that even an old cynical phoney like me had a few tears.
DD sang a few songs as a big surprise for us. She fibbed to her nanna !!!
She sang a wonderful duet - Vivo Per Lei, the Garth Brooks song 'If tomorrow never comes' - boy did that set off the tear works, a new song she was working on originally titled a 'Soldier cant survive' but changed the words in the circumstances to 'a Bushman cant survive' oh my that was lovely - a duet too, and last was 'Show me Heaven'. I was proud enough to burst. I think AW did <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Just a big crowd of soldiers with wives and families who just stood up and slow danced where they were. Very touching and something you couldn't plan for normally. All slow music mostly for the wives, they wanted to hold their men.
Thats when the silly old bugger came over and took my hand and we just had our little slow dance or few. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
AW was very good going to each wife and talking and hugging and wiping a few eyes. Not that hers were very dry. If she had kissed him any harder Aussie would have two tongues. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> - his team told them to go get a room!! lol
Have you ever heard Purple Roses?
John Williamson came across and sang this among some other songs.
There's a rose bush in the garden
Been there since I was born
That celebrates its age without fear
I touch the velvet petals
And smell the breath of angels
And pick the purple roses every year
Now you think you're passed your prime my sweet woman
Your use-by date is faded and grey
But sad and sorry thoughts like that my darlin'
Is throwin' purple roses away
I touch the velvet petals
And smell the breath of angels
And pick the purple roses every year
And the Roses my sweet woman
are only picked for you
I think I've got indigestion, or is that feeling all soft and fuzzy? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm too shocked to use the blushy face more than once!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Well the last song was Waltzing Matilda which at the end everyone just started to sing spontaneously-
"And their ghosts may be heard
as they march by the billabong
who'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
Sadly to say my children amongst others.
I can't help it but damn those fantics who started this war damn them to ******. I suspect I'm not a very good Christian but I cannot forgive them, not worth the sweat of one Coalition soldier.
Dont know how I can be both happy and a bit melancholy but there you are, I'm a confused woman. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW,
Tell your husband thanks for all he is doing from a coalition partner in Iraq. Thank you for supporting him as he does so.
sbmmal
God bless the brave soldiers, and those who love them from far away. I'm tired of this world, and all its troubles. I'm a melancholy baby tonight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yeah, I agree. God bless the brave soldiers and those who love them.
You know, I've been searching for a new dress all summer. Can't find a dress that isn't slinky or too bare for church. Or way out of my price range. Sheesh.....what am I gonna have to do....? Get really interested in sewing and find the time to do it?
I suppose knitting one is out of the question?
When I am feeling better I will post more of the great tamping adventure. AJ has been keeping me well entertained telling me about them.
sbmmal
thankyou very much. I also wish to thank you too being where you are and doing what you have to do. Just stay safe and get home to your daughter and I pray a remorseful wife.
I do hate that my DH has to go again but thats what I signed on for when I married the regular army I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I feel my DH has done more than his share but my opinion apparently is not considered <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Take care & I'll pray for you and your family if thats ok
AW
Bumping us up from halfway down second page.
Hey Cinderella - how was the weekend?
Any news about your mom?
Neak, can't wait to hear.
AW -
our neighbor just got home from Iraq. His tour was 18 months. Not one man in their unit was killed. He is happy about that. He is so glad to be back with his family.
I don't think he ever wants to go again, but he will if he is called up.
My W's youngest brother is being deployed to Afghanistan. He is enroute now. He leaves his W, and three childen. We pray for his safe return, as we do your familiy, and friends.
This is a crazy world, we do the best we can, and help where we are able. God be with you all.
T&L,
May this be a good week for you .
CC - I read, and I will reply soon. Thanks for the update.
SS
Mom did fine w/ her surgery.
Yesterday, she and I made blackberry jam. She enjoyed it. I sent her home w/ 4 containers: 2 for her, one for a friend, and one for my sister. She can figure out how to give it to her.
I leave tomorrow to go spend 3 fun days w/ the diplomat. Well, one evening, 2 days, and catch 9 a.m. flights to our respective states on the 4th day. Too short but better than nothing. Let's see July 2001, I spent some time in NE w/ him. 2002, he was here in July. 2003, we took his children and mine camping - Or was that 2002. 2004, Boca Raton, FL. 2005, the Black Hills.....so we manage at least one adventure each year.....between adventures, we travel to each other's home turf.
His parents like me. His children like me. My mom likes him. My children like him - I think. My daughter seems accepting then says she doesn't like him - I think she feels threatened that she is not the sole center of my universe.
(edited to fix those dates!) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Did you really mean to say 1991? Wow! That is a long time to be dating long distance.
come on rella, spill it... is there a permanent close dating on the horizon ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I am glad you get to spend some time with him though, big hugs to you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS how are you going? family all ok?
tl how are you ? you've been quiet, so so quiet ... did the grandkids give nanna a nice pressy of the dreaded lurgie?
neak, camping details? I didn't see any reports of a forest fire so thought all must of gone ok with AJ. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Aussie set our whole farm on fire once, said it was good for the bush <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
of course MY idea of roughing it these days is going to a 3 star hotel instead of 5 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
No - I messed up - those dates are 2001 to present.
Is permanence on horizon? Who knows....! We don't know. There is the opportunity for permanence - maybe someday. But it is not a given.
My mom owns some property on which the sheriff of the area once set a fire. Then he called it a brush fire and didn't report it. Apparently the fire had intentional origin. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Drive-by warning...
It only seems like I've been quiet. Actually, I've been doing my headless chicken imitation for weeks. And not in mime, either. I have so far avoided the intestinal disorder being shared so freely by the family members across the lake. This is only fair since I did NOT give them the yucky head cold I am personally just recovering from, and have had the strong opinion that they should just keep their germs to themselves, too. Even germs fear me, apparently. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Especially when I stay far enough away to prevent exposure! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
But there's been a lot of work at work lately. People were granted their vacations, then 2 people quit, 2 left on maternity leave, one retired, and the head nurse coming back from maternity leave is finding out that her house-husband isn't so good at taking care of baby twins as she had hoped. Plus we've had a lot of deliveries at work, which tends to minimize my at-home pizzazz once I get here, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I was supposed to have tonight off coming up, but just got called because they have no head nurse tonight any more...so I'm guessing the twins are needing mama at home again. I'm just not sure really how that's going to work, in the long run. So my leisurely 3-day house cleaning attack is now crammed into whatever I can get done before 5:30 this afternoon. Hard to turn down time-and-a-half, though.
The loan people turned us down because I don't live in the house with my dad. The broker said they tried 5 different lenders over the last 3 months, before giving up. So I'm back with the original lender again. My loan has been moved to a new office now, and these people, unlike the Sacramento office, seem interested in dealing. It will be higher interest (almost 10% <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) and a payment that increases by around $300/month, but when they've got you over a barrel, what can you do? I'm just trying to get to the point where we can dig up the drainfield, find out whose fault it is, and go after them for all the thousands and thousands of dollars they have cost me. Fortunately, the attorney says I can hold them liable even for the extra cost of getting the new loan, etc., in addition to everything else. By the time it's done, they will (I sincerely hope) be forced to cough up somewhere near $100,000 for all the damage and trouble they've cost.
Hi to everybody. I'm going to hit the ground running here in just a minute and see what I can get done in the next 9 hrs. I wish you all a nice day.
t&l
well g'day tl
I'm on the PC cause AW is on my lap and - nah lying - shes doing the ironing making my uniforms look good and busy soothing the savage male - me -cause I lost my lolly trying to fit the support brackets into Mikeys new bed and threw em across the shed room.
tell her to stop laughing at me, my egos fragile and I'm not coping with failure. can I shoot it? I'm good at that.
and tell her to stop looking at the plans, I'm a bloke and I dont need plans. Real men dont use plans - stupid freakin bed.
Got a Joke
A British soldier, a US Marine, and an Aussie SAS soldier went into a bar and each ordered a beer. Each found a fly in their beer.
The British soldier looked in his beer and said, "hey bartender I have a fly in my beer. Give me another beer."
The US Marine looked in his beer, found the fly, reached in an picked it out and continued drinking.
The Aussie SAS soldier looked in his beer, saw the fly, grabbed it by the wings, shook it over the glass and yelled, "Spit it out, Spit it out you little ******!"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The diarrhea is back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Aussie, that is why real men take 6x as long to put beds together as women. Studies have shown it can take Australian men up to 11x as long.
Cute joke!
Rella, I was hoping that was a typo, to be honest. 15 years of cross-country trips, and never a wedding bell in sight? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Five years sounds much better.
Mom, if you don't hurry and come over, I am watching "Frackatoa" 'out you. I may just watch it today anyway, to keep my mind off the gurgles and groans. Who's afraid of some piddly little germs?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Hi Aussie. I'm feeling like a flock of sheep today, or I'd be way more excited to say hi to you. Really, really ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> We have no water. The faucets were dry when I got up this morning and went into the bathroom (after I posted that cheery plan for the day--which, oddly enough, included washing clothes and watering the lawn). That's bad enough. But the kicker is that HP told me by phone he's coming home at noon and he wants me to help him pull the well pump so he can see what's wrong. Oh, goodie. Manual labor in the sweltering hot afternoon sun. My favorite! He must be mistaking me for that multi-tasking Wonder Woman from Down Under! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Has she finished the bed by now, A2? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> If so, is she available for a few hrs? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Maybe if I use up all the emoticons, Mum won't have anything to do, either, and could help her daughter pitch in. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Sigh. I thought not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Along with all these fire stories, let me add that HP burned up a field when he was a little boy, too, and has no trust whatsoever in small children around matches. Oddly enough. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Very suspicious man, that. And when we lived in Paradise when the kids were little, the US Forest Service had a "controlled" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> (haha) burn that got away from them and burned up a whole canyon of conifers before they could put it out. It was right near our house, too. It was very embarrassing for the Forest Service. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Loved the soldier joke, A2. I think everybody's thinking, "Tough guys, those Australians." And put a SMILE on your face when you say that, too!
t&l
hey I'm back. AW had to do a post she saved to someone and I get a foot rub out of letting her!! Generous of me wasn't it.
tl maybe you could "remind" HP that it might just need to be re-primed before he has to haul it up if you can do that without hauling it up of course.
AW usually says something like " remember you told me once that ..." of course she knows that I know that she knows thats BS and I said no such thing but by then couldn't admit it.
I told you we had fragile ego's.
hi ya Neak, AW said I had another sis now so I had better behave and watch my Q's & T's, I would but I dont know what they are. But sorry to hear you are suffering thunder down under. Eat chalk stuff and drink lots of water.
If I send mum over YOU take her shopping. Its like waiting for grass to grow, true. I meean if she wants it why wont she just buy the bloody thing? She says I have no understanding of the female pysche, thats just not right, ah whats a psyche?
Had look in at Mikey short while ago. Mikey looks cute when hes asleep and hardly ever cries hes always smiling. Or is that wind? not my department.
and as for fires that bush needed burning. Ya can't tell a woman I swear. the bush needs a burn at least once a few years or two.
I think its bed time, theres a trail of clothes going into our bedroom and a bird in the hand is, well ya know what I mean.
Hi there guys
how are you all? Did you get that pump up tl? Hope it was a simple little thing and not another major hassle.
I told Oops I mean I asked, Aussie to watch his P & Qs NOT Q & T's!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> men never listen.
Well I'm not waiting I've spoken to the powers that be and when Aussie gets home in December we are going to go to Kingston Barracks on Rottnest Island for 7 days. Beach, sun, bike riding, lazy afternoons in the beer garden watching the sunset.
Kingston Barracks Ocean views Just him, me in a romantic setting ......
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......
.......
with
Mikey
Bess
JJ
Lady in Red (bikinis probablt this time)
Jonnie
Mum
Dad
Sis
BIL
Sean
Lisa
David
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
WELL I didn't invite them!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Wow, that DOES sound romantic. Especially with all those "enhancements" you listed. Hey, they can entertain themselves and take care of Mikey. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> That's why they're going, isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
HP bought a new pump today, to the tune of over $1,000. The previous pump is still at the repair shop, and may or may not be fixable, but he wants water NOW. Today. Can't say I disagree. That upstairs toilet really needs to be flushed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I guess he figures that if they are able to fix the old one, we can keep it around as a spare, so that when there's trouble we'll have a replacement immediately available while the problem child is disciplined.
My part turned out to not be very hard after all, although he wouldn't tell me what it was till it was time. Yesterday, at 2PM, exactly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I just had to drive the truck forward and pull the pump and the pipe out of the well, while he made hand gestures telling me to go forward or stop, as the case might be. And then, when I got to the garage before the pump surfaced, I had to back up, get re-tied and pull some more. I thought he was going to have me out there pulling it up by hand, so it was a relief to find out what I was actually going to do.Honestly. Men. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I had Pirates of the Caribbean dreams all morning this morning. Once, I got to kiss Captain Jack. Elizabeth was not pleased. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Sigh. I think something's wrong with my dream orderer, though!! Only one kissing, but twice, Davy Jones claw clamped down on my throat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> So I woke up, just barely able to keep myself from being suffocated a second time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Dumb movie.
t&l
Dreams can be so - so unreal.
Last week I dreamed I was being chased by space alien robots who were shooting at me and trying their best to send me on to my eternal doom, or reward - depending on your POV.
I kept getting away, but it got closer and closer each time. Lucky for me, my W woke me up before they could finish me off.
Your dream means that you have good in your life, but the bad has too much influnce on your thoughts and attitude. The ratio is 1/2. Lets see if it can be turned around. More prayer is in order. (We'll help.)
Hi everyone. I see Aussie is posting a little bit. He's good help for people - he should keep it up.
SS
Your dream means that you have good in your life, but the bad has too much influnce on your thoughts and attitude.
The dream means I shouldn't have watched the dang thing
twice, trying to understand the dialogue! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Nope, I liked SS's interpretation better. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I was a lot younger during the kissing dream. It would've been silly, otherwise. A little oogy, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> But I'm pretty sure I was my regular age in the dying dreams. Analyze that!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Most people don't die when they are young. Even your dream self knows that. It has to make at least PART of it seem real.
Oh, but lets see - you are not OLD yet, just in the middle. Possibly it doesn't add up.
Do you sometimes feel old, and would dying be an escape, and a relief?
If you find someone to live the kissing dream with (and in keeping with the MB, way may I say it would probably be good to use your H) it would help to reverse the good/bad ratio. 2 good to 1 bad would be much nicer.
If you are really stuck for an answer, consider blaming it on the hole in the ozone layer. It works for me. That's why I'm overweight. That hole lets in too much gravity.
SS
I'd have a better chance of actually kissing Captain Jack! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Just a quick second, but I found this in my email.
Dear Neak,
We discussed the Peter manuscript in acquisitions committee today. I'd like to talk to you about it on the phone. Please let me know a number to call and a time that suits you. Thanks much.
The Editor
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
AWs mum is on! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> is that good news Neak? I do hope so.
tl I am sorry to hear about your homes water pump - thought I'd specify in case people got the wrong idea this being the feminine hygiene products aisle and some men just have to make comment <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> - I mean does the world think we - ahh - mature people are just made of money???
I just got our water rates and council rates bill - $3000 thank you very much - I wonder if I can do some supermarket nightfill work to pay for them? It not as if grumpy and I have ANY use of night time is it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The only Captain Jack I've seen in this house is Aussie's Jack Daniels bottles for visitors - he drinks it but not if he can get Irish. Urgggg like drinking liquid peat if you ask me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS your reasons for having extra weight is just pure GENIUS!! It makes so much sense, its got to be true !! Why wont my weight watchers group go to people like you who have the REAL answers!!!!!!!! I mean when was the last time a dietician came up with an answer you LIKED????
EXACTLY!!!
I've been leaving the two gentle lovers alone as much as I can, picking up Mikey for the day - ok picking up is not exactly the truth - more like firemans lift!!!
AW had another day off - naughty girl - but its good to see family before work. When was the last time you ever read on a head stone " Work place misses him/her a lot" NEVER!!
They went off and did a good deed today. truly.
I dont know if you remember, but one of the SAS men killed a little while ago was the second husband of a woman, only few years older than AW, whose first husband was also a SAS soldier who had been also been killed some years before.
The second H was the best friend of the first H and for about 4 years after he was killed they supported each other & her little children and then found themselves falling in love. They both backed off - no there was never any hanky panky he was like a brother when first H was alive - well they found that hurt more than being together with the memories & guilt - aren’t we strange creatures - so worked through them with IC and finally got married.
They were very happy, very content.
Anyway when the second H was killed she just had to get away from Perth. Took the kids and went back to her mum & dad in NSW in the eastern states.
Well she just can't come back it hurts way too much so AW, Aussie and his mates and the other wives got together and packed up the house and cleaned it out and got it all ready for sale and sent the goods over to her. They finished off today.
I dont know about you tl but I dont think I could have ever entertained the idea of another soldier H in such circumstances. Braver than I.
AW was a bit quiet when they got home. Reality is a bummer sometimes. But they are back to holding hands and hugging for absolutely no reason. I thought I might have to peel her off him for dinner <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I quote grand daughter "Oh mum go get a room for goodness sakes!! " hehehehehehehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well they do look rather 'cute' sniggering and pointing finger <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Poor AW. Yes, I remember when she told us about that poor lady.
I called and the editor is gone all day, so we'll see what happens. If he gets my email he still might call later.
Neak
do hope its good news and that its just the start of the production process. I mean NO is so easy to say over the phone or by letter. They probably want you to write "Gone with the Wind 111" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I can see the opening scene " Frankly my dear, thats not POJA!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
AW is doing well Neak. In the circumstances. She has decided he is coming home come what may and thats that. She can usually talk herself into all sorts of trouble so being positive probably can do no harm. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'll worry on her behalf <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I have read more of that article I asked you about and its rather horrifying and very brutal. There are no redeeming features other than that they survived by any means possible. Its very stark, it grabs you and draws you in to the absolute horror of it. its like they are talking about cutting their nails or similar. According to grumpy thats whats its like. Its plainly ugly. How can anyone face that horror again and again? And we wonder why many have injuries to their psyche, their very souls.
I have begun to understand why they all say you have to experience it to understand it.
To give these veterans respect and honour does not to me seem to anywhere near enough for what they sacrifice.
But I am so grateful for my grand children and indeed my children that they are out there. That Aussie is one is a source of huge regret and worry but at least he is very good so his chances are so much better - see I can talk myself into most things too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Anyway lets talk about happy things . what happened on the camping trip????????? I'm dying to know what the Dervish thought of the whole experience. I just bet he LOVED it. He's real little boy that one !! just gorgeous <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak, when you talk to them don't agree to let them gut the angels from the book, if that's a condition of publication. Self-publishing, even without the backing of a publishing house, is better than that! Why religious people are so nervous about angels is a mystery to me... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Yes, we have water. Thanks to HP, who will now have to be repeatedly thanked and admired for the rest of his natural days for his cleverness and manly efforts. You think I'm kidding. HA! In just a few minutes I'm taking a celebratory shower with hair wash, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Then I'm going to wash clothes and water the lawn for the rest of the day. I'm very excited about it. Really. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Quite frankly, the lawn was not best served by having no water for 3 days in the heat of July. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> The soil around here is shallow, and there's a layer of hard pan only a little ways down, so everything dries out very quickly. But we have water now. Whee. I would've been such a bad pioneer woman. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I read all that soldier stuff, and today (for some reason) it's very hard for me to wrap my mind around it. But I didn't ignore it, even if I feel the need right now to insulate myself from it. I'm sorry, AWMum, because I know that you can't, since you're there and they're your chicks, and even if you can't endure it you can't back away from it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Prayers for you all.
I'd have a better chance of actually kissing Captain Jack!
Gosh, kissing can be so much fun. I feel bad about that.
Dogs kiss me all the time, but I never return the favor. Just a personal thing.........
One of these days, I need to have a talk with you about that. (not kissing dogs - the other, before that.)
It's good to know A, and AW are spending qualithy time together.
My W and I are separated right now. Really.
She's at Girls camp, and I am at home.
Glad it's just temporary. I'm always glad when I see her again.
Yes, we have water. Thanks to HP, who will now have to be repeatedly thanked and admired for the rest of his natural days for his cleverness and manly efforts. You think I'm kidding. HA! In just a few minutes I'm taking a celebratory shower with hair wash, too! Then I'm going to wash clothes and water the lawn for the rest of the day. I'm very excited about it. Really. Quite frankly, the lawn was not best served by having no water for 3 days in the heat of July. The soil around here is shallow, and there's a layer of hard pan only a little ways down, so everything dries out very quickly. But we have water now. Whee.
I'm glad the water is back on. I was out weeding the garden early this morning, and I was kind of thinking about things like this.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I tend to take some things for granted. Water is one of them. We turn the tap, and it comes out, all clean, and nice. My grandmother tells the story about when piped water came to our community. Before that, everyone would go out in the early morning and scoop water from the ditch into a barrel to use in their home durning the day. After 8:00 am, everyone was expected to have the water they needed set aside, then they would let the animals out to drink in the ditch. Of course, the water would be cloudy the rest of the day. After piped water was introduced to the homes the sickness rate went way down. I wonder why?
Anyway, I was thinking about hardship. We hate it, but it enables me to really be thankful for things I otherwise might take for granted.
Would we appreciate the good without the bad?
Water without times of no water?
Peace without war?
Freedom from debt, without the debt we once owed?
The list could go on and on.
It's good for me to work outside in the yard, and think. I was more thankful in my prayers this morning, after my pondering in the garden.
Neak, I hope this book works for you.
AJ should be really thankful. He almost lost everything important, but he didn't. I hope he never forgets ever again what is most important.
IN the last week, I have read three C&H books. It's so good to laugh. I could have send many pages to Neak as an example of what to expect from small boys. However, by now, she probably knows most of them by heart. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm still looking in some used book stores for the stories aobut a boys first knife, and hatchet. Even if it takes me a while, it's a very humorous read, and teaches valueable parenting skills.
I would've been such a bad pioneer woman.
I expect not. I expect you would have prayed for help, then gone out and done what was needed. I don't think it is in you to live any other way.
SS
One of these days, I need to have a talk with you about that. (not kissing dogs - the other, before that.)
No, you don't! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm not a big fan (or even a little fan) of dream analysis. Most of the time it seems
way too subjective to me, with dream componnents meaning whatever the analyzer of the moment wants them to mean. However, this dream, short as it was--and the kissing was just a snippet of the fragment--is making me more uncomfortable the longer I think about it. (Solution? Quit thinking about it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) In a dream which couldn't have lasted more than a minute, the surprise scenario (in which, let me state clearly, no sex was involved) went straight to the heart of issues I don't ordinarily even acknowledge that I have. I mean, I know I have them, but I don't visit them for tea, cookies, and conversation. EVER. Having them resurface was like having the Kraken rise up from the depths and say, "Boo." But without all the slime, thank goodness. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I say, let them remain repressed like they're supposed to be. If my psyche is a country, I'm the repressive dictator, and what I say goes. So there.
Now, if I could just get that blasted dream out of my head...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It's good to know A, and AW are spending qualithy time together.
Yes, it is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I don't think it is in you to live any other way.
I suppose you're right, but that can't stop me from being really,
really glad I don't have to. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Now may not be the time, but maybe some day.......
Camping trips are good for that.
So are road trips.
BTW, I don't claim to KNOW what your dreams are/were about. I was only putting out possibllities for general discussion purposes. You already know that, I just wanted to be clear, for the record.
So, how bout Neaks book?
Wouldn't it be cool to have it published by year end this year?
SS
OK, one more comment. (for now, I reserve the right to bring this up again, unless you tell me to leave it alone and you really mean it.)
Perhaps your inner self wants the close relationship that kissing symbolizes. Think on that one a little bit.
That you are bothered by it, and can't get it out of your mind might be telling us something too.
If this were me when I was small, my mother would say "If you have so much spare time to think about this all day long, I have some work for you to keep you busy. Come here, let me show you want I want you to do......... "
Teasing aside - maybe it's time to revisit MI thoughts.
(marriage improvement)
I should do some work. See you later.
SS
I think in this case I'll be satisfied to accept that I know exactly what the dream means, and then to let it go. That's the nice thing about being 58. Even at 48, or 38, for that matter, I'd already learned this...I know that the impact will fade in a comparatively short period of time, and my head will go back to "normal," or at least as normal as my head ever gets! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Don't think Neak's book would be out from a publisher by the end of the year. I think they release their books in February. But if she self-publishes, the end of the year is a worthy goal.
t&l, who is turning off the computer and getting to work.
OK.
SS, who is leaving his computer on, but going back to work.
This whole septic fiasco/refinance has been a mountain's worth of weight on my back for several years now. About March, I responded to a mail offer of a refinance through a broker down in SoCal. One week after I started the process, the loan officer died in his sleep. Nobody would tell me what was wrong--they just kept saying he didn't work there any more. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Finally I got someone who told me what was happening, and then my application kept getting bumped up the food chain until I had one of the boss-types taking care of it. But we had 2 problems with the house--one was that it's a manufactured home, which turns out to be easy to to buy but hard to refinance, and the other is that it is not my primary residence. So the brokers went from lender to lender--5 in all--over a period of months before the last one turned them down about a week ago.
In the meantime, on the assurance that I'd most definitely get the loan, I'd gotten the ball rolling with the septic contractor who will be doing the new-and-extremely-expensive system, and he put us in his queue of work...to start at the end of July. Suddenly, with 3 wks. left to go, I was looking at a $35,000+ bill with no funds coming in to pay for it. My present loan had been transferred from one office to another, and instead of dealing with people who weren't interested in my problem, I was dealing with people who really seemed to try and help. But their interest rate was high (almost 10%) and if they refinanced the loan, I'd have to have it another 3 years before I could sell without penalty. Still, a bird in the hand, you know...
So 've been busy trying to work things out with them by the end of the month. Just a few minutes ago, I was sitting at the computer messing with my bank account (not hard, since it's a mess), when I got a call from the SoCal company. He asked if I was sitting down, and when I said I was, he told me, "We have an approval for you from a different company." The payment will be $400 a month higher than what I'm paying now, as opposed to $300 higher than my current company told me I'd be paying, but their approval is uncertain still. Supposedly this one is not. And there is no limit of any kind on when I can sell the house in order to avoid the $11,000 penalty I would've faced otherwise. I will believe it for certain when I have the $50,000 in my hot little hands, of course, but still it was the most unexpected piece of good news I've had in a very long time!
If it goes through, it will do it in a matter of days, and I guess if it doesn't, there's always American General waiting on the sidelines. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'm feeling nervous! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I hope it works.
400 a month increase is not fun, but I suppose once you get it fixed up, you can sell it?
You can always sell YOUR home, and move in with CC. I'm sure she wouldn't mind it if it was just temporary. Hey, and what isn't temporary in this life?
She can vist you, then you vist her but don't get a return ticket.
Or, maybe you can live in a van........ down by the river.
I'm just brainstorming. You can cross out any suggestions you don't like.
I hope Neaksis is well.
SS
PS,
HP can live in a tent in CC's back yard.
I mean, you can ask CC if that will work.
Or, just show up and see what she thinks after you get there. She says she is at peace, I'm sure a little excitement would be good for her.
SS
I like SS's idea although I don't have a yard, but I do have room upstairs on the roof for HP. There's a very nice room with it's own bathroom just under the watertank!:):):):)
The dog has his own house up there too, so he'll even have company.:)
I was out on a social visit (obviously with a 77 yr old and an 87 yr old) watching the preview of a series that willbe on the BBC in about a month about Jesus's miracles. Very interesting.
But today has been a long day and all I want is to go to bed. I'm much too tired to care about anything much today.
BUT T&L I don't mind camping inside your house. It would be at most for one day and I could even sleep in a car for that long!
I haven't found out about the price of the ticket yet so don't bother to tidy things up yet.
CC,
Thanks for taking my attempt at humor in stride.
Some days I get in these goofy moods.
SS
Fun isalways goooooooood. But I'm not sure this is just goofy... it's about as real as T&L's dreams!
Speaking of T&L's dreams - I'll give you the real scoop on that dream............. as soon as I think it up.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> I love dream interpretations !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> lets get a nice BIG cup of hot chocolate, some lindt bars, a nice quiet corner away from the menfolk and start!!
Kissing - ok any tongue? thats important tl let me know about that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
To dream of being kissed often means the dreamer will realize something important that can help them to achieve success in real life.
OR
It can also mean that someone you know is not telling you the whole truth. (NOW might be a good time to change the discussion for some but I always tell my mum the truth.... sorta)
OR
To see others kissing in your dream suggests that you are too involved in their personal lives and relationships. You need to give them some space. (This last one is total bunkum, this family is in everyones pocket and always are ready to tell each other how to live ...... and has it done us any harm? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> )
Now as for Davey Jones wanting to strangle you .....
To dream about strangling someone, or being strangled yourself, means you have been hiding an important part of your personality - one that you need to express to be happy - just to please someone in real life.
So THAT was what I was thinking when DD was 15, 16 & 17, I thought I was just a less than perfect mother <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
and well movies ... means you are getting ready to play a new role in your life and go down a new path. Movies in dreams may also represent memories or scenes from your past.
OR that last glass of wine was TOO much.
I also have for sale this great steel pointy thing in Paris at a bargain price !! whos interested?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW
Me, me, me! How much is it?
Well, then why do I always dream of dinosaurs and tornados?
(I always thought it was because I watched too many dinosaur and tornado movies.)
Oh, my word, AW! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> You're gonna need a bigger cup of chocolate to bribe me into THIS conversation! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> No, no tongue. Oddly enough, coming from a pirate and a scoundrel, it was a very cherishing, comforting sort of kiss. And painfully romantic. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Oh, good grief. It's embarrassing to even say it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
And that's all I have to say. I'm afraid my cynical veneer is starting to slip and I'm going to go to sleep now. But not, I trust, perchance to dream! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I would've thought the death grip on my throat had more to do with feeling choked by responsibilities, than a vision of future opportunities...but then, I don't do dream analysis. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Oh, please dream more! This is getting more interesting by the minute!
Mr. Editor is in the office today, and will call me back in an hour or so, after he finishes dealing with their office computer issues.
He had an accent, if you can believe it. (His emails seemed accent-free).
Shut up, Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm not even ready to tell you and Neaksis the whole dream (bear in mind, please, THERE WAS NO SEX!), so there's no sense in cooking up any more dreams, is there now? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l, busy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!? SECRETS??!!??!!??!!??!!??!!??!!??!!??!!
Say it ain't so.
I know...and in THIS family, too! The sun will be rising in the west tomorrow. Thought you'd like to know. Now you do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
French? Texan? or gasp New Englander????
Now dinosaurs and tornados?????
ok working on the dinosaurs ... tornados sky things ok got it
means creative thinking is in tormoil while waiting for Ze Editzar ok ok ok dinosaurs, big, large ....... huge, so
HUGE creative thinking is in tormoil while waiting for Ze Editzar <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
No secrets in THIS family, I mean if you sneeze here someone pokes a hand out and gives you the tissue box....... and of course then there is the master spy, if Mum doesn't know it didn't happen <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
its just that she doesn't share!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
except where it embarrasses me of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But of course. She's a mother. So are you, for that matter. Isn't that what we're for?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Nighty-night. I've really got to go to bed. I have to get up early and read the CPR manual, since I have to go to 6 hrs. of recertification class first thing tomorrow, after working 12 hrs. all night. We were supposed to be able to take the test online and just come in and revive the mannequin...but they've gone and revised the text and this is the first class so the new test isn't available online and you have to do the whole thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to be SO cheerful tomorrow. I just know it. Frankly, I don't care if Resusci-Annie lives or dies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
She wasn't looking so good last I saw her.
AW, you're right! That's exactly it!
Sigh. Hasn't it been an hour yet?
Well yes thats ok when its ME being the mother!!!
tl sleep well I had better go to. Ok Aussie just got home I admit it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hey I have a secret, I have a secret .........
anyone who wants to make a mint invest in this town
like this home I'm trying to get Aussie to shell out for..... however he said we'd have to sell the kids and mum to afford it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
ok ok I wasn't REALLY thinking about it...... honest <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Boddington Property why you ask ???? welllll I heard today from a friend that the gold shelf they discovered there last year has just this week found to be a few times the size AND quality of the original Kalgoolie gold finds in the 1800's!!!! Just google Kalgoolie in Western Australia to see what that means
it means lots of $$$$$$$$$ for some lucky investors but also due to the lack of housing, when this gets out watch the housing boom go ka-boom!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
of course "caveat emptor" gang, it may all be rumour. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak
whats the go? Any answer?
I'm waiting , anxious, hopping one foot to the other
fingers crossed, waiting waiting waiting
this is costing me a foot rub I have you know
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh, that is pretty!
I have at least heard of Kalgoolie. My brother has had gold fever since he was 8 or 9, so I know way more than is useful, more than I thought I ever would, and waaaaaay more than I want to, about all kinds of gold stuff. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Nothing yet. Go get your foot rub, and check in after a while. I hope he calls before your bedtime! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I am sure antsy, too. Actually, I feel more like a flea.
Ok, just got off the phone, not too bad.....working on a more detailed post.
Points of the conversation:
Moses - the members of the committe unanimously would like to see the parts about Moses removed. (Except for the Transfiguration, I am assuming.) It's not even so much that they didn't like it, but just found it confusing, trying to remember what Moses was doing in the story when he suddenly appeared again. All issues of WHETHER they should have been confused aside, it's a sure bet that if they were confused, [no adjectives inserted] readers will be too.
Peter’s family conflicts - the editor said he understood that I was trying to show a real change in the lives of Peter's family, and he was not asking me to take it all out, but the committe had spent a good deal of time talking about this, and had concerns. To distill about 10 minutes of conversation, it needs to be toned down still further. He asked me to:
1. Keep in mind the (delicate) sensibilities some of the older people may have.
2. Remove the “wife is like a boil” comparison – women on the committee were offended, bwaaaaaaaaaa! ROFLADMHWM!!!!! (rolling on the floor laughing and drumming my heels with mirth) I will take that out cheerfully, and just add it into the deleted scenes portion of my website, once I have a deleted scenes portion of my website.
Jesus' dialogue – most critical (and criticized) element of any book of this type. He said this is where they are the most likely to get complaints, if there are any. He did not have any specific changes to recommend with this, but just asked me to look at each area where I supplied Jesus with dialogue that was not specifically indicated by the Scriptures, and see if I saw anything that might need to be changed, keeping in mind that they are likely to get all kinds of letters complaining, "He never said that!" Well, I will keep that in mind.
The committee was divided on the conversational aspect, i.e. using a modern conversational style for the characters. The editor said he personally liked it very much, and felt it kept the reader from being distracted every time they came to something that is different from our common speech. I believe the nice descriptive term he used was "flow". He thought those that didn't like it as well might just have generational issues. I think that is a nice way of saying they are old and set in their ways, lol.
Writing was great – not an issue. Hooray! He said the writing was of a very high quality. What a nice, nice man!
He said the vote on the book was going to be split by a very narrow margin (he did not say which way, but I am guessing maybe not in my favor, quite), so they decided to hold off on voting till their next meeting on 7/25, talk to me, and see how willing/able I am to resolve the issues that are causing the split.
It sounded as if I did not even necessarily have to just give in across the board, although I'm sure my best chance would be to conform as closely as possible to what they are looking for. Honestly, as long as they don't mess with my angels (too much), I don't care so much about the rest.
The Moses thing is cool, and certainly no one in MY family was confused, or had trouble following that particular sub-plot, but I think it would be fine without it, too.
Basically, the editor is trying to recommend changes which, even if some of the things he liked fine the way they are, would be the most acceptable to the largest group of people. He said that Celeste perrino Walker, an author I have enjoyed since the days of my youth, has a book out or just coming out, I forget which, where some people are refusing to read it because of one sentence in it, and believing that she interprets a Bible belief wrongfully because of that one sentence. Well, people are weird.
We both agree that you just do the best you can, knowing that you're not going to please everybody.
Oh, pending whatever alterations I am willing to make, he seemed quite optimistic about my acceptance. Assuming it is accepted, he said it would be in their spring lineup.
Way to go NEAK !!!!
I hope it works out in a way that you are happy with it.
T&L,
Dreams can be about our fears.
They can be about our desires, or our hopes.
I think they can be about nothing at all too.
If I had to be the once to say what yours was - I don't think I would choose the last one.
They can be a guide to help make choices.
We can think about them, or ignore them. Sometimes they can help, sometimes not. Sometimes they are neutral.
If there is a message in yours, God would know. Ask him - what have you to loose?
AW, you should purchase the property. 8 acres is big enough for all of us to camp. We can come and pan for gold. I'm sure you could feed us all for a year or two until we struck it rich?
Cinderella, what in the world is up?
SS
SS - thank you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Even though no writer exactly likes to have their baby hacked up even a little bit, after reflection it occurs to me that the concerns the publisher is bringing up are based on many years of experience (ok, well I knew that much already), and that the same issues they raised would affect me even if I self-published. The same cranky people would write in regardless, but if I self-published, they would be sending their dislike letters to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And since they liked the angels, and want to keep the message of the book intact, just maybe from a different perspective in some of the places, I think it will be all good.
Mom, it's too late to change my mind. I already took the introductory chapter about Moses, and submitted it to Amazon Shorts as a story in its own right. Be sure to ask me for the full story on Celeste. I didn't want to waste too much time typing here about her, when I could have spent the time typing about myself, lol.
Hey, camping and gold panning at AW's new house sounds like oodles of fun. Count us in!
Oh, and here is a photo of my lovely daughter on the 4th of July, just after being stung 3 times in the face by a wasp. One between her lips and nose, one on her upper lip, and one on her lower lip. Neaksis and I ran her down, tackled her, and dragged her back to be photographed. (Natural sympathy is often lacking in our family group.)
It is too bad it was blurry, but our hostess took it and didn't use the flash. The rest are blurrier.
So, drum roll............
The Princess Kisses a Wasp
Poor little deformed thing.
Abuse !
ABuse !
LOL, I have been there, and it hurts more on the face than on..... say, the rear.
Is she back to normal now?
SS
Oh, Neak, I'm so happy for you. I hope you will change what the publishers want. To me, it matters more that your wonderful writing is read, than to have EXACTLY what you started out with.
I loved your other book, and still think about it.
Well, I'm up and about to hit the books, but wanted to see what happened with Neak's book first. I'm not sure I agree about the whole Moses thing. In fact, I'm sure I don't. A lot of the stuff in there drives the plot, and it would be diminished by taking the information out. As far as the conversational stuff, my position would be if they want to read exactly what Jesus said in the Gospels, and nothing more, they should go back and read the Gospels again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> All amplifications are, by their very nature, amplified!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Besides, once people buy the book, if they want to write complaining letters, does it really matter to you?
Having said all that, it's your book, your baby, and your decision to make. We can still self-publish if they turn it down, or if they want to carve it up out of all recognition. You need to re-read your Moses stuff before you decide whether or not to delete it.
I hate CPR class. Of course, I hated ACLS in January, and will hate NRP in August, WORSE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Just don't hurt the books too bad T&L. Someone else may need to use them too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS
I could be wrong (well, it's theoretically possible, you know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but I think that's the first time SS ever used an emoticon on this thread...maybe on any thread.
Just goes to show that anyone is corruptible, if they hang around long enough! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Gonna BEAT THE STUFFING out of that book. It's ruining my day. Why can't I ruin its? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I think I have used them before.
Just remember, I'm a guy. Not quite a clam, but close.
SS
BTW, aren't you suppposed to be studying?
Sh-h-h-h-h. I am studying, and I've already taken the shrink-wrap off the book, even. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Inside, there is a CD with video clips. I'm going to watch that first. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> It is NOT goofing off. That's what the book said to do, and said it would help. Who cares? Postponement is postponement, no matter the format! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So you'll get right to it after you pop the popcorn?
Fix your glass of water - or whatever you drink?
Adjust the chair to make it comfy?
Go to the Loo?
(That one was for all our overseas friends)
Well, have fun. I have a meeting to go to.
Ta Ta !
SS
I just saw your new subject line, SS. How did you know? Do you have my house bugged? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And then you went and told everyone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Besides, I don't snore. I breathe sincerely. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, those video clips didn't take nearly long enough. Lots of mouth-to-mouth, but very little excitement--emotional or otherwise, if you ask me. And the narrator could ONLY have been improved with a nifty little braided beard.
I guess there's nothing left but to actually open the book and read. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Goodbye, cruel world.
t&l
I've been REPRIEVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Neaksis and the kids just walked in and said they're here for supper. Boy, wouldn't it be rude to study when you have company? That's what I thought, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Yes, but does she have a braided beard?
BWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm going right downstairs to the kitchen and telling Neaksis you blabbed about her whiskers! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS reads........ spews milk and cookie crumbs on the monitor.
Monitor is not TOO bad, but I hope I can get it all out of the keyboard.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Lololololololol!
I will take the high road for Neaksis, and point out that, in the most technical sense, she is not the sister with the whiskers. (Yet.) But I cannot braid them, even on the jawline.
There for a minute, I forgot who HP was - thought TNL was helping out Harry Potter.
Strangest dream I ever had was the time I dreamed Prince Charles offered me a job helping the royals figure out which jewels and purses, etc., were needed with which clothes for which functions.
Trip w/ Diplomat was wonderful...
Note to self ..... if you are taking a ferry to an island, find out more about your destination. Don't go just to see the wild horses. Find out that it really is a national seashore. Find out that there is a beach. Take your swimsuit. Remember that you will look very funny splashing in the water in your beige bra and panties.
Neaksis has whiskers?
Uh oh, what are we gonna do?
No, wait, that can happen as we gorgeous gals get older.....just as long as she doesn't need to shave.........or let them get long and curly.
Neak,
I know this is late; however, I just finished reading Malchus: Touched by Jesus .
Great Job! You must have done a lot of research, not only biblical, but also on living in those times. Combining that with a story that fits within that framework and imagination for the storyline really illustrates what a great artist you are.
I am looking forward to your next work.
Neaksis - get thee to a laser !!! hehehehe lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well it happens as we women get a wee bit past 20 ..... of course just being a wee bit past 20 myself , oh shut up the lot of you, I can sympathize easily <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak go edit away and see what it looks and feels like and then decide!!
I just picked up Aussie from the mess..he's a mess lol
been drinking beer and whiskey since 1.00pm and the APO girls were all in tears about the men going and pretty well fully cut themselves by then.
I really like those girls... tough as nails and soft as jelly
and I suspect a little bit in love, in a nice way, with most of the blokes.
Aussie was singing a threesome when I got there followed by the enthusiastic drunks .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Two little boys had two little toys
Each had a wooden horse
Gaily they played each summer's day
Warriors both of course ......
Long years had passed, war came so fast
Bravely they marched away
Cannon roared loud, and in the mad crowd
Wounded and dying lay
Did you think I would leave you dying
When there's room on my horse for two
Climb up here Joe, we'll soon be flying
I can go just as fast with two
Perhaps it's the battle's noise
But I think it's that I remember
When we were two little boys
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
48 hours to go.
{{{B}}} - thank you for the vote of confidence. So far, nothing they listed has been a dealbreaker. I can live without Moses. In fact, Neaksis said that down the road a ways it would be fun to take the Moses-as-a-heavenly-historian concept, and do a series of short stories of all the people we want to do stories of, but haven't figured out a way to make it a whole book. I can live without some of the family fighting, too, although (as Neaksis says), that is the most realistic part of the story.
RAG - Thank you! I am so pleased you enjoyed it! Yes, I did lots of research, but even so didn't get it all right the first time. In fact, a whole section after Herod's party had to be cut when the chapter was moved to it's correct chronological and geological position. Don't know about the sequel yet, but at least I knew more going into it than I did at the beginning of the first one.
*whispering* Shhhh, AW, don't tell anyone I asked, but where is the laser shop? If it costs too much, I heard Kimmy has an Epi-lady still, unless WAT got it first.
*normal voice* That poem sounds very familiar. Maybe I read it somewhere before. Those poor girls. It's always harder on the women.
poor Neaksis ...I think its all the pressure with the kids and all..lol
I think the answer is a GOOD man. You rope one & I'll hog tie him and neaksis can brand him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Any single pasters? STAY away from soldiers & servicemen as that will be the START of problems lol
Ask my DD hehehehe .... Quote of the evening " I must be out of mind $%#^&^%$%^ bloody soldiers" told her he WANTS to go back to his unit asap when he's better.
Mummy not taking sides on THAT one
Two little boys I think is actually a American civil war song that good Ol Rolf Harris dug up and sang back in the 60's. Of course its probably because its so simple that its so popular with men ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
How these rumors do grow and take on a life of their own after seemingly springing from nowhere! Oh, yes. This didn't come from nowhere....it came from the sainted lips of my own sister!
She is just getting back at me because I still have good enough close-up vision to tell certain people about their own whiskers. That they missed seeing because they need BIFOCALS!
Not that I am in any way bitter. I just don't have it in me to get upset by these little things.
Bawhaaaaaaaahaaaaahaaaaaa
Good thing I don't have milk and cookies at my desk today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS
ROTFLMAO neaksis I like the understatement!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Talking about needing bifocals, I took the mans 4 WD van on a back road and over a sand hill yesterday, well it WAS a shortcut, and I'm sure I saw water in the radiator reserve tank that morning, or a morning this week, or month anyway, I was POSITIVE.
what in the heck is a 'cracked head' ????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
(besides what a certain male may think I have that is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
I know its going to cost about ,,,shhhhhh .... quietly ... about $1200 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
oh I do want to assure you all I really do intend to be totally honest with Aussie on it,.......................
..................................
I'll just wait until hes about 5000 km away and then I'll be totally honest. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
A truck just crashed and wiped out part of our fence, and flattened the gate completely. He's ok, the fence is not so good.
I scared him, though.
The Dervish had put what I later found to be glue, all over the dog's head and neck. I turned to walk away from the guy after making sure he was ok, and saw the Dervish and dog walking toward me. At seeing the white slimy stuff all over the poor poochie, I exclaimed, "What did you do to the dog?!?"
Behind me the poor man said frantically, "Oh no! Did I do something to the dog???????" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
We are using it as a good object lesson for the Dervish. "Imagine if you had been disobeying, and standing on the gate when the truck crashed....."
I got a picture with the camera phone, but haven't had a good enough signal to email it to myself yet.
And now back to the Friday cleaning.
Mom, can Mayer stay at your house till the gate gets fixed?
What about the Dervish?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm finished with my class and am now certified to stand and scream for help if anyone is foolish enough to collapse at my feet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> It could've been worse. It could've lasted longer, for example. 5-1/2 hrs. was long enough, if you want MY opinion...and obviously you do, or why else would I have given it to you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak is busy trying to get pictures of the car which just crashed into her fence, and knocked the gate down. The fence is 6' tall chain link, but the gate was needing some improvement, so I'm cool with this. I asked her to show him the way to the septic tank, too, as long as he was destroying stuff for his insurance to replace...but she said he wasn't going fast enough. Blast. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Nobody ever does what I want. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW, the 48 hrs. made me all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />. I'm so sorry, but I thank you, and Aussie, and all the others who sacrifice greatly, so that the rest of us can sit in our comfortable homes and complain about stuff. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'll ask tomorrow at church for prayers for you all.
t&l
Mom, can Mayer stay at your house till the gate gets fixed?
What about the Dervish?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
You hate me, don't you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I don't know if I should laugh, or cry for you.
One more thing, one more day.
Have a nice weekend. As nice as you can anyway.
Hope the glue comes out.
SS
Poor Mayer - I'm assuming that's the dog's name.
Glad you hadn't just put up the perfect gate earlier this week.
Here's the most recent answer to the question, "What's next?" ...
This morning Neaksis woke up to find a drunken death threat on her answering machine--from the one single adult male in our little church--calling her by name, and names, and concluding with the unambiguous statement, "I'm going to kill you." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> At this point, she is waiting for the sheriff to come out and hear the tape and tell her what to do next.
There is a moral to this story. Never, NEVER, NEVER make death threats from your own phone if you've got caller ID!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That's not good news. Please let us know what they say.
One reason I never replaced my answering machine that uses microcassettes is that I can save them permanently and don't have as much risk of accidentally erasing some conversation that I might need. These days I seldom use it....only when x is being stinky. All the conversations I ever saved were ones where he was stinky and abusive.
Maybe almost good news, if it's true. I'll know more once they get home, but the guy says his cell phone was stolen.
I don't know if he was in church or not, or who has talked to him. About the only other thing I know is that one of the other ladies in the church received a similar call, and they both were in the contacts list on his cell phone.
So that is possible.
Either way it's still scary, but I would much rather J was innocent than guilty. "He always seemed like such a nice boy." Lol. (Everyone always says that when the reporters ask them for information after the murder.)
Neaksis is still going to hurry up and do her will, though.
You know, I was just thinking about that the other day. Need to do my will.
Sounds like a prank caller found the phone.
We hope. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Cinders,
That sounded like an exciting trip.
What's keeping you two apart?
SS
aCK!
I shaddn't have posted on this thread. Wrong gender. But the above is how the Host at our local Chinese restaraunt would say "prank caller".
He lives in one part of the country and does not have custody of his children. Won't move away until the 14 year old goes to college.
I live in another part of the country and have primary care of my children and won't move them away from their dad and won't leave them.
So, until someone's childrn - his are a tad bit older than mine - go to college, we are where we are - miles and miles apart.
hello all
oh uck I read about neaksis phone call and though how horrible! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Do pass on a motherly hug.
I am glad that it appears its not your J from the church. If a number of women recieved a similar call its probably a stolen phone and some youths thinking its 'funny'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
As long as they can't trace any address of course ! Maybe neaksis needs to start doing a black belt in a self defence course at a community education centre. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Glad all ok though.
Rella not thinking about wills today, too unpleasant association right now. ok cowardice. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW & Aussie having long walks with Michael and a few with GD & GS. It is breaking my heart to see them say goodbye again, I'm feeling too old for all this. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
However, as mothers always do, we handle juch moments with
"Whos hungry then?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
One of the hardest moments has been his Aunt saying goodbye. She is very sick and has cancer. She said she felt she would never see him again and was very worried about him. AW looks so sad when hes not watching.
Yes tl they are my chicks and I want so much to keep them safe, however God it would appear has other plans. Sometimes praying doen't feel enough. I suppose I have as many doubts as anyone else.
by the computer I have found a scruffy little note where AW has written - she is still as messy a writer as she was in school my dear girl - she will probably get embarrassed for me placing it here but what are mothers for? Want to see the naked baby pics? I think they are still in the cupboard
The day you march away let the sun shine,
Let everything be blue and gold and fair,
Embrace, kiss, no painful anguished whine,
That the unbearable is now to bear,
The day you march away.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
whats that old song - Smile, though your heart is aching. Smile, even though it's breaking
AW said everything has to be smiles and laughter in her house so here goes ......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> did I fool everyone?
There are no gender qualifications on this thread. It has a Plank name made up by Pep a long time ago, and left too long, so it can't be changed. If it bothers you though, you could form your own splinter group, so to speak, since there are other males here every now and again and you wooden be alone. All the women are funny--ah,
humorous, that is. I doubt if you'd be board. No one will beat you over the head with a 2x4. There are no condemnatory panels, and very little siding of anybody against anyone else. We require no molding of your thoughts to conform with ours. Sturdy, solid posts are always welcome! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
thndrnltng, who has ALWAYS been glad that Pep wasn't inspired to name this thread Prophylactic Palace, or Condom Castle <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Cinders - you actually ran around in your undies? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Where are the pictures??????
Hi all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
how are neaksis and the kids after that horrible phone call? I hope it was cleared up and was truly a 'PLANK' caller as per tls little post <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Have I missed anything? I hear Rella was running around in undies??? lol got to have photos for that one!!
got home after a lovely night with family and food and a very sleepy Mikey curled up with his dad on the couch looking so cute together I haven't had the heart to wake either yet.
oh and what about your gates neak? Did tl take the Dervish and the dog? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Anyway seriously I am glad no one in your family was hurt. The poor little tyke we pick on him mercilessly, he's just a little boys boy thats all. Mum thinks hes absolutely gorgeous and I bet he is too!!
Oh I had the 4wd fixed too. but the transmission oil was black as the ace of spades and may need some servicing. I would be tempted to give it a go but these jap transmissions need specialist tools half the time. I think I might get a bloke called Phil at Aussies barracks to do it after hours, he's the head of the mechanics there and loves playing with imports, cars and women <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> but being 'family' I'll get it done at a reasonable price.
well bed beckons this tired mum I can tell you. How is your energy level Neak? sometimes I think theres an energy vampire just sucking it all out of me lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
HOW on earth did I ever manage 3 together way back then? oh my gosh maybe I didn't manage at all and just didn't know the difference <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Time to wake the man CAREFULLY so Mikey is left sound asleep.... I hope.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Pictures at the beach - yeah, I made some. Don't know if there are any of me....in that condition.
Oh, the undies were beige - I consider white ones unacceptable. There were several boats that went by....lots of hollering at us from one boat. I know those guys thought.....thought.....thought I didn't have anything on. But my bra and panties covered more than some people's bikinis. So, they just thought they saw Princess Godiva. I think I had my shirt on by the time the pictures were made.
I'll still have to ask AJ for more of the tamping stories, but here's one to get started.
By way of explanation, quite some time ago AJ began referring to having a BM as 'dropping the kids off at the pool'. It has kind of snowballed from there. The Princess sometimes says that her kids get stuck in the bus door, and often says things like "I'll be right there - I'm just throwing in some beach towels after the kids," or "No, I'm just adding water to the pool."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So before bed the first night, AJ took the Dervish to the bathroom, somewhere far from their campsite. At first the Dervish said he needed to send his kids to Hawaii (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />), but then changed his mind and said never mind, they didn't need to go after all.
They ate supper, AJ washed the Dervish's feet with a wipey, and stuck him in the tent. A minute later, the Dervish was back out, standing in the dirt with his (formerly) clean feet. "Daddy, Daddy, quick! The kids need to go to Hawaii right now!"
So AJ made him send the kids to Hawaii in a plastic bag. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
On a side note, a number of years ago when AJ was part of a strike team, fighting a campaign fire up in that part of the woods, they had to take special ziploc bags for all their bodily waste, because the tribe of Indians there wouldn't let them so much as pee on a tree. (AJ did it anyway, probably figuring that since he is Native American, his urine didn't count. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> At least he used the bag for....other things.)
Cinders, I am still waiting for those pictures, even if you put your shirt back on.
AW, lovely poetry. Mum, thanks for sharing it with us. I know SHE wouldn't have.
I'm glad the car is getting fixed ok. The dog is at Mom's ( he killed a possum the first day and left it on her lawn), and the Dervish is still here. He and Mr. Computer go down to the gate all the time with tools and try to take it apart. I keep trying to tell them what if that guy comes back, but so far they haven't scared easily.
I have the 6 kids right now so Neaksis can go shopping. Her youngest has been awake for a while, but I think the other 2 are still asleep. Certainly all 3 of my lazybones are out.
Well, suppose I'd better get to editing. I had almost forgotten until I saw my post up at the top of this page. So everybody have fun, k?
hi neak
good to see you editing, get to work you!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I loved the tamping story and AJ's bag bit. lol I guess we are lucky here we have millions of square kms and not many people so you can camp out in the outback and take a shovel, a torch and a line ( well people get lost out there you see so kids have a line as well if you're smart - ok this mum too sometimes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />)
Did I ever tell you I hate Mondays?? well I do now!!
No rest for the wicked as they say as I have MORE washing to do tonight. I mean do they all breed their clothes or what??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
now the poetry. Well I didn't exactly hide it. I mean it was left under 3 books and a ream of loose paper... who would have thought mum would have found it, I mean saw it there?
Its just suppose to be something our Defence family support groups counselors suggested we wives do to relieve worry and stress. I SUPPOSE it works, we will see <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
whats this SHE ??? ... she is the cats mother ..YIKES I AM turning into my mother HELP ME !!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The car is humming like a baby on mums knee. Sweet thats what. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> gotta take it to the sand dunes to 'test' its all ok. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I noticed you all Diplomatically didn't comment on my child raising skills ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Can you believe I actually thought before I had kids you could have almost the same life as I did before they came along? how naive is that?????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Mum still has that oh so smug look about that one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm saving it for DD, you know how she likes to control everything, doctors are after all doctors hehehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
That is certainly NOT all our property, in case anyone was confused. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> How are you AW? Holding together? Life should come with warnings, don't you think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> L-I-F-E red slash. Danger, living ahead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I worked late and have to go in early, so I'm leaving all you guys to entertain yourselves today. And Neak, just in case you were wondering, I'm not taking the Dervish on any of MY trips to Hawaii. No sirree. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am often confused...... and it looked like your property to me. Or, I am not seeing fences, or boundary markers. Nice location, I like open spaces.
AW seems to be holding up well - considering. I suppose one adapts. NDNW (next door neighbors wife) Seemed to do well while her H was gone for 18 months. I know the oldest son (now 17) had a difficult time, because he works part time where I work, and I would sometimes give him rides home from work. We tried to encourage the son, and we took the kids camping with us sometimes. It's hard to know the best way to help.
Cinders,
What a story. I suppose there is a lot more to it than the little bit we have read.
It must be difficult to carry on long distance as you have been doing. You must talk about it - how do you cope?
Hi CC.
Hi Everyone.
SS
That picture was taken a couple miles from the house, way up on the road that goes around the lake.
I was hoping to be able to locate our house, since I always forget to take binoculars, but all I can tell is it is one of those fuzzy little pixels off in the distance.
We're on an acre, which is nice, but a far cry from all the land you can see in every direction.
The one shiny structure you can plainly make out in that picture, is a house not quite half-way from Neaksis' house to mine. Because the road winds quite a bit, in the picture my house is about in the center, off to the right of that house, and almost up at the horizon. And yet Neaksis' house, if it showed, would be off even further to the right.
Could it get any more confusing?
Could it get any more confusing?
I'm sure it could - I'm easily confused.
At least I remember my name most of the time. Usually.
SS
Actually, I thought the landscape photo looked like there was a breeze blowing when it was taken...bet it was taken w/ a digital camera and they can be slow. I thought I detected motion in the grass as the background is quite still and clear.
Picures....you want pictures of a princess running around at the beach w/ no visible pants on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Don't you know those guys in the boat that went racing by, yelling to us, thought they had gotten an eyeful.....I wonder if that is why the national parks ranger came by shorly thereafter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Page 2 - bumping to the top again.
hi tl, neak, rella and ss!!
how are all of you going today?
Well I can let you know now that Aussie is over there somewhere and I guess we'll hear from him in a week or 3.
Orders are orders as I'm sure you understand and you just KNOW how I am such a good little Army wife <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oldest son flies back to Academy this week so its back to me, Mikey & DD.
DD's Jonnie is doing great and looks just too darn healthy.... very tempted to push him over and break his leg again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> but I'm restraining myself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
DD might though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I think Mikey is a bit confused he keeps looking around for Dad today but he'll be ok by tomorrow, babes focus on the present as you know so his big sister and I and grandma will keep him amused.
Neak that shot of your house sort of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> looks so much like some of our wheatbelt areas except its very very flat usually except for a few small ranges
WheatbeltRella I have to agree it must be very hard to keep your relationship with your man living so far apart and with obligations to each family. You MUST be a great organizer is all I can say.
so where are the photos lol ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Rella, don't make us ask again for pictures. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, I'm so sorry. It sounds as if you had a little, but not much warning. {{{{{{{{{AWMum Clan}}}}}}}}}} (She seemed to like that much better than Aussie Clan.)
How are you holding up? Please don't turn to concrete for your support, or Aussie will come back and find his entire property under a slab. "Comfort concrete-ing."
Time to get busy - I woke the kids up early because I'm tired of them staying awake late and cutting into my quiet evening, and now even my quiet late night. Summer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
OMG
"Comfort concrete-ing." HOW did you know? I was thinking that the front garden needed 'something' ...a concrete slab and pool !!
However Aussie said not to spend too much as we still had to eat and pay the silly mortgage. He's just put out that I put Mikey's bed together thats all !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Ok, yes, well it DID fall apart but WHO threw the plans away I ask???
Hey but there are the $6 concrete bags and sand and metal and we DO have a concrete mixer!! And think of all that time I could spend digging!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
DD just said "NO Mum!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Even Mum did the <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> "oh good God" ... where is their enthusiasm I ask ??? I mean its healthy too!
Oh well I guess I'll have to stick to enclosing the new verandha then!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Oh goody, brick laying!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now Mums walking off after reading over my shoulder saying "God what did I EVER do to you? "
what is she on about now ???
No vision this family I tell you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Picures....you want pictures of a princess running around at the beach w/ no visible pants on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Yes, we do. And the fact that we don't have them explains why we were on the 2nd page!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Now Mums walking off after reading over my shoulder saying "God what did I EVER do to you? "
what is she on about now ???
Well, darlin', I'm sorry I can't adopt you. Believe me, if I had a female in my family with the brick-laying, concrete-pouring, house-building capacities, etc., that you have, I'd spend all my spare time making you lists of
JOBS!! I tell you, you're being
wasted on that batch of unappreciative Philistines! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Oh, hi AWMum. Heh-heh...where did
you come from? How come nobody warned me you were looking? I mean, told me you were here... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ok,....what it the story you want - why I was at the beach w/out swimsuit? Why I was peeved w/ the Diplomat?
I do need to talk to him about that.
Darn it.
Yes, yes, and yes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
That is certainly NOT all our property, in case anyone was confused.
So, T&L, what my inquiring mind wants to know is:
Are you telling us that not all of the property shown in the photo belongs to your family?
ORAre you telling us that the property shown is not all the property that belongs to your family?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I mean our property is a pimple on the butt of what you saw in the picture. That's what I mean. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
oh
(All disappointed sounding)
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BUMMER!!!!!!!![/color]Planning a vacation/birthday trip for next week.
Dealing w/ serious budget shortfall after $1K car repair bill today......
Was planning White Water Rafting
www.ocoee-outdoors.com but they don't operate on Wednesdays. Time sharing w/ electricity generation plants. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Well, I guess I am the only one dragging us along right now. I have to go to work then to chiropractor then to dinner w/ friend.
TTFN
Btw, it is predicted to be 98 degrees today. Again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Hello tl - and neak of course and rella and ss just keeping an eye on all right now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> AWs MUM is watching watching <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
very droll - unappreciative Philistines indeed !! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> we are just 'careful' thats all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
There is nothing wrong with AW having all these skills, no nothing at all.
However- how shall I put this - AW has a - well a tendency to go a bit too far, too push the limit of her health and skills and become - well not obsessed, but very um,- determined is thats the word.
I mean we have a go at Aussie soldering on with one leg or one arm or something and AW seems to merrily join him in their new found vigor - like Lemmings jumping off the cliff <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We shall see how she restrains herself on the patio. Wont we dear? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
well AW is off to bed, I'm locking up and then hitting the sack soon if there nothing on the idiot box.
GS is out tom catting around - that boy needs a bucket of cold water - and GD is snuggled up sound asleep on the couch in the TV room with her young man. I keep dropping hints about weddings, and bells and cakes, and white dresses and get absolutely no cooperation!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
AW tells me to stop making all these arrangements in my mind for them, of course dear, and THATS going to happen ??? I dont think so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
What are grandmothers for if they dont manipulate, I mean "encourage" her family in settling down and getting married and having children - yes I know all about the support and loving model but THIS is much more fun!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
ok kidding, sort of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Do I NEED to tell you where Grumpy is??????? no didn't think so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hey my GD is sounding more like myself and her mother every day !! Today she said she had the perfect theme song for the MB board - said either BS or WS could take this up - still not sure if she was being smart or serious - sometimes very hard to tell - THAT comes from Aussie!!! (Female clam) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Forgive, sounds good.
Forget, I'm not sure I could.
They say time heals everything,
But I'm still waiting
I'm through, with doubt,
There's nothing left for me to figure out,
I've paid a price, and I'll keep paying
I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as he11
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as he11
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
I know you said
Why can't you just get over it,
It turned my whole world around
and I kind of like it
I made by bed, and I sleep like a baby,
With no regrets and I don't mind saying,
It's a sad sad story
That a mother will teach her daughter
that she ought to hate a perfect stranger.
And how in the world
Can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
I'm not ready to make nice,
I'm not ready to back down,
I'm still mad as he11
And I don't have time
To go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
Cause I'm mad as he11
Can't bring myself to do what it is
You think I should
Still a nice song though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
My internet has been down all night - they emailed AJ that they would be taking it down for service, but with the dawn it's back on. Just in time for me to have to leave.
So hey howdy bye!
Well, good, at least now I know why I can't reach you at home. Doesn't explain why everybody's cell phone is off, though. Nor does it explain why I went to sleep with Tina's automatic transmission Beretta in my driveway, and woke up to Jack's stick shift Mustang in its place! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I am too old, too fat, and too lazy to drive stick. What on earth are you guys thinking?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I hope someone will have cars traded again by evening. I don't think it would be a good idea to have that car parked by the hospital tonight. Too many break-ins lately. I don't want to be blamed if his car ended up being one of them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW Mum. Cinderella is at the chiropractor right now, and unavailable apparently. But a really stable, solid person--very well-adjusted, you know. My daughters are all out of reach. I'm not going anywhere except in an emergency so I don't have to drive that stupid car. (I drove stick when I was in my 20s, a year or two ago, but not any more if I can help it.) What is there left to do but work? I know. I can't think of anything either. Blast. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What is there left to do but work? I know. I can't think of anything either. Blast.
I could tell you, but then, I am a guy - so you can guess what it would be about. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Of course, when everything is paid for, you can travel. Maybe you could go clear around the lake, and back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
are you back to full good health?
I mean, as well as a mother of small children can hope to be?
Cinders,
Go ahead and tell us what happened, we'll then disect it like we did T&L's dream. It might not be accurate, but it will be fun.
Did CC reunite with her H?
She's pretty quiet these days.
SS
Health is improved, but it's too hot to know if I'm actually back to full strength, such as that is.
Mom, you're stuck with the stick. It's all Grandpa's fault.
It was AJ's idea to give you his car anyway. Just be sure you pull the window up firmly before you go in. Maybe if somebody breaks the window the insurance will pay to have it fixed.
Last night we went to Taco Bell Tuesday. Of course, since the set of keys that has the door key to my car went missing when I got sick, I have not been locking it. Well, Grandpa decided to be helpful.
So my car is still in Ione, sitting in front of the church. Neaksis had to go to Jackson and therapy today, and didn't want to take the suburban. So lo, you are stuck with the Mustang. If you want to trade me at some point for the suburban, that is fine, now that I am done with my errands.
Also, AJ just called me up to see if there was any way I could team this load with him, so he could be back before Friday night. I have not gotten ahold of Neaksis yet to see if this is doable. If I go, there will be lots of extra cars around.
(That are not stick.)
Sometimes I just sit here with my mouth open, and don't know what to say.
SS finally closes mouth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I drive an old car, and don't lock it. Not worth stealing, nothing in it to take. The jumper cables in the trunk might be worth more than the car. You can't open the trunk without the key, so they are safe.
Take the surburban, or drive the stick. What a choice.
Of course, you can always just go back to bed, and sleep it off.
# 2 son lived in Guatemala for a while, and worked with the natives in some of the more isolated vilages. When he came home he had no patience with us when we complained about things. He would say something like "You get to ride, and you're STILL NOT HAPPY???"
Yeah, I know, you would make a poor pioneer women.
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SS
you are stuck with the Mustang. If you want to trade me at some point for the suburban, that is fine
Hmm-m-m-m-m. Do I want to be hung or shot? Life is always SO much better when I have options. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey guys! I'm around but I seem to be busy... not sure why. Still in plan B otherwise I'll update my OWN thread! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
otherwise I'll update my OWN thread! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
How insular. How provincial. How
selfish!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> to you too!
t&l
P.S. How's it looking for August. The Tidiness Fairy is getting nervous... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Besides, even if you can't come to CA, it would be easier to ship your shirt to somewhere in the continental US than out-of-country.
CC's trying to be polite. You should encourage her. It's always so nice to communicate with people who have manners.
Unlike most grandchildren. (speaking or mine, of course.)
What does T&L usually drive, and why can't you drive it?
SS
Very nice, CC. It IS very nice to communicate with someone with manners. (I do not do this very often, and I include myself in that. I may have had manners at one time.) I hope you can come visit. I will even help clean. Mom says she should have named me Missed Manners. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mom usually drives the van. It is in the shop, and Neaksis' car goes in tomorrow when the van comes out, so we will still be down a car. And Mom does not like to drive stick. Or big. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Picky, picky, picky. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
If cc was trying to be polite, she wouldn't have used all those <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> emoticons, and stuck her tongue out at us a bunch of times. Maybe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> is Spanish for "hello" but otherwise I think it meant the same thing as when I repeated it to her in English! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I don't like driving stick shift any more. Too much leg work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Besides, I can slide out of the van. The Mustang is short and squatty, and I have to hoist up to get out.
I played a joke on Neaksis. I can't decide whether or not to tell everybody, or to wait and see if I can play it on Neak, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> It was the most fun I've had all week.
t&l
I do SO like to drive big. It's the only way I'm ever tall enough to see what's going on! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Note to self - if T&L ever comes to visit us, let her drive the surburban so she can see what's going on.
Look out Neak, she's gunning for you.
Everyone at the AW house must be sleeping now. Maybe even Mikey. (If they are lucky.)
CC, busy at work must be good. I'll wait for the update.
SS
Yes guys, I am busy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Don't really know doing what but I'm nearly, nearly on holidays <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> so I don't take much seriously. Next week I'll be in Guatemala (1 whole day air trip) to give a 10 minute talk!!!!!!!
The good thing is that I'm there for 3 days plus the trip to a fro I don't come to work until the following monday!
Then 10 days later I'm off to USA, CONTINENTAL USA <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> so that t&l can send me the t-shirt because I think it's a little crazy to go to California.
I don't really have that much time, because the wedding is 2 weeks later and then we travel to Miami for a week.
I'll give you the addresses later t&l.
In the meantime I am peaceful, too peaceful maybe. But I'll worry about that later.
Work is peaceful, life at home is fun. The girls seem to have settled down to this new lifestyle and are now usually cheerful, surrounded by friends who drop in all the time. They seem to be doing well in their studies.
I don't know much about their relationship with WH. He still sees them once a week, they don't talk much about it, but they have more control over their lives and when and if they want to see him.
So that's all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Not as exciting as the crash against the gate or cinderella in the nude or t&l driving shift! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Nah, no way!!!! I was not in the nude! It just looked like it.
So you say, Cinderella, but you STILL haven't showed us any pictures. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Forgot to take camera w/ me. Stopped at store and bought throw-away. Haven't had film processed. Don't have pictures. You'll have to take my word for it.
[color:"purple"]Are you sure you want me to make them available? [/color]
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
[color:"blue"] Because, if I do, everyone else must make their photo available....and in the photo, you must be clad in your underwear! [/color]
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
[color:"red"] And, YOU MUST go first! If you aren't brave enough to go first, I don't have to accept your dare!!! [/color]
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hi cc good to hear from you!! Hi neak & tl and ss and rella!!
Been a bad momma tonight, had to go shopping and spent some money on Mikey for clothes and bought son socks to send him from the wool mill and I got dd some very cute jumpers and lay by a lot of toys for Mikey for Xmas, can you believe the cost of basic little toys for toddlers these days??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Oh and also got son a all weather wool jacket,,, well its cold in Canberra. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
But after all that I didin't buy any food to cook for dinner so I got takeaway chinese which is yummy!! Veges in Oyster sauce and fried rice and chicken with crab meat sauce which is one of Aussies fav and just guess who has discovered that one ?? Mt DD's Jonnie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> see we've stolen him already lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Oh did I forget to tell you he flew back early this morning to be with dd?? I'm getting a bit vague in my old age .... cripes did I remember to tell mum he was arriving today?
oh well when she arrives in the next half hour as Dad goes to work will SHE be surprised!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> oops
I can't wait until the weekend to begin the enclose the patio. I hope none of you can actually listen in though I seem to have been infected with Aussies potty mouth when building things go wrong <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I actually shocked my mum , rather proud of myself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> Oh I shouldn't have said that should I <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Um, yeah, you probably shouldn't have said that if she was coming on here later today. Believe me, we won't be able to bury it deep enough to save you in that length of time.
You remind me of Tim "The Toolman" Taylor from Home Improvement. More concrete! More bricks! Let's wire something! (If you haven't learned to channel electricity yet, that might be something to work on and surprise Aussie.)
I want a stick shift... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And a dye job... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
And chin lipo... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Vroom. Vroom. Vroo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oom!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hello tl and Neak
and oh yes is AW ever busted - and if you heard what she said YOU would have fallen over in shock too!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
While we are wishing -
I want my body at 25 back please <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> along with all I know now!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
however I have no need to punish AW for being so cheeky -- Michael has decided to vomit all over her and the poor little man is not a happy chap. Never should have let him interact with the rabble at the play group - full of bugs and nasties. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
oh there he goes again - yuck <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I could give you a full colour description however I'm sure you are more than acquainted with baby spit over the years, however if you want ???????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
oh well nanna just cant stand to see him distressed I'll see if AW wants help to clean the darling up. Actually he looks quite a bit better after that last little spit. I suspect it's my mere presence of course that has improved the situation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
nanna magic <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
TL ask my GD how is the dress fitting going? She ignores MY hints <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Baby spit story -
We were on a trip with my parents. Oldest son (now 28 years old) was 18 months.
After checking in to the motel we went out to eat at a nice place about 5 miles from our motel. I put son on my shoulders to walk from the car to the resturant. He vomited on my head, and down the front of me. Not a pretty sight.
Wife laughed
Mother laughed
Father said "Get in the car, I'll take you back to cleam up."
Ah - memories. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS
Leaving very soon for the weekend....sort of
b back Sat pm
Sort of leaving, or sort of for the weekend?
THAT IS SO VAGUE.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I can't believe you'd string us along like that.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SS
Well, have fun, whatever you're sort of planning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
morning all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I only spent 5 hrs at work today just had to get Mikey home as he was still a little bit under the weather and I smelt of sour milk and baby puke <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
you mums know what I mean <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> yucky
anyway he is a lot better the poor little guy and is happily playing with nanna and chewing his toes, when do we loose that gift I wonder?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
rella have a great time away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
neak hope your Friday is a good one and tl hope work is not tooo painful. I admit I'm not too keen on working these days either, I would so much like to give it up but the NAG team here say I would go crazy. Well they said I would drive THEM crazy actually, what do they mean ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> and I would miss all the talking and gos.... would not... there is such a thing as a phone <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
and the cuppacino at the cafes, well yes I WOULD miss those. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> BUT I do have my own cuppacino machine now, Aussie said he couldn't stand to see me have coffee withdrawal symtoms <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> wasn't that nice!!
well I have a 2 full loads of Mikeys clothes and cot sheets and blankets to wash so I had better get to it..... and mum wants to push me off so she can go play on ebay and buy 'things' ... what do you do with 44 steak knives ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
All you computer "techies" should get a kick out of this.
COMPUTER TECH SUPPORT . . .
" This ought to make you feel better about your computer skills! If
you plan to skip any, you really must read the last one! "
===========================
Tech support: What kind of computer do you have?
Female customer: A white one...
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Customer: Hi, this is Celine. I can't get my diskette out.
Tech support: Have you tried pushing the Button?
Customer: Yes, sure, it's really stuck.
Tech support: That doesn't sound good; I'll make a note.
Customer: No , wait a minute... I hadn't inserted it yet... it's still
on my desk... sorry....
===============
Tech support: Click on the 'my computer' icon on the left of the
screen.
Customer: Your left or my left?
===============
Tech support: Good day. How may I help you?
Male customer: Hello... I can't print.
Tech support: Would you click on "start" for me and...
Customer: Listen pal; don't start getting technical on me! I'm not
Bill Gates.
===============
Customer: Hi, good afternoon, this is Martha, I can't print. Every
time I try, it says 'Can't find printer'. I've even lifted the printer
and placed it in front of the monitor, but the computer still says he
can't find it...
==============
Customer: I have problems printing in red...
Tech support: Do you have a color printer?
Customer: Aaaah....................thank you.
===============
Tech support: What's on your monitor now, ma'am?
Customer: A teddy bear my boyfriend bought for me at the 7-11.
===============
Customer: My keyboard is not working anymore.
Tech support: Are you sure it's plugged into the computer?
Customer: No. I can't get behind the computer.
Tech support: Pick up your keyboard and walk 10 paces back.
Customer: OK
Tech support: Did the keyboard come with you?
Customer: Yes
Tech support: That means the keyboard is not plugged in. Is there
another keyboard?
Customer: Yes, there's another one here. Ah...that one does work...
===============
Tech support: Your password is the small letter "a" as in apple, a
capital letter V as in Victor, the number 7.
Customer: Is that 7 in capital letters?
=============
Customer: I can't get on the Internet.
Tech support: Are you sure you used the right password?
Customer: Yes, I'm sure. I saw my colleague do it.
Tech support: Can you tell me what the password was?
Customer: Five stars.
===============
Tech support: What anti-virus program do you use?
Customer: Netscape.
Tech support: That's not an anti-virus program.
Customer: Oh, sorry ... Internet Explorer.
===============
Customer: I have a huge problem. A friend has placed a screen saver
on my computer, but every time I move the mouse, it disappears.
===============
Tech support: How may I help you?
Customer: I'm writing my first e-mail.
Tech support: OK, and what seems to be the problem?
Customer: Well, I have the letter 'a' in the address, but how do I get
the circle around it?
===============
A woman customer called the Canon help desk with a problem with her
printer.
Tech support: Are you running it under windows?
Customer: "No, my desk is next to the door. But that is a good point.
The man sitting in the cubicle next to me is under a window, and his
printer is working fine."
===============
And, last but not least...
Tech support: "Okay Bob, let's press the control and escape keys at the
same time. That brings up a task list in the middle of the screen. Now
type the letter "P" to bring up the Program Manager."
Customer: I don't have a P.
Tech support: On your keyboard, Bob.
Customer: What do you mean?
Tech support: "P".....on your keyboard, Bob.
Customer: I'M NOT GOING TO DO THAT!
t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L
I see your computer joke and up it to:
Dear Computer Guy: Where do the characters go when I use my backspace or delete them on my PC?
The characters go to different places, depending on who you ask.
The Buddhist Explanation: If a character has lived rightly, and its karma is good, then after it has been deleted it will be reincarnated as a different, higher-order character.
The Mac user's Explanation: All the characters written on a PC and then deleted go to straight to PC ******. If you're using a PC, you can probably see the deleted characters, because you're in PC ****** too.
Stephen King's Explanation: Every time you hit the Delete key you unleash a tiny monster inside the cursor, who tears the poor, unsuspecting characters to shreds, drinks their blood, then eats them, bones and all. Hah, hah, hah!
The Christian's Explanation: The nice characters go to Heaven, where they are bathed in the light of happiness. The naughty characters are punished for their sins. Naughty characters are those involved in the creation of naughty words, such as "breast", "sex" and "contraception".
Dave Barry's Explanation: The deleted characters are shipped to Battle Creek, Michigan, where they're made into Pop-Tart filling; this explains why Pop-Tarts are so flammable, while cheap imitations are not flammable. I'm not making this up.
IBM's Explanation: The characters are not real. They exist only on the screen when they are needed, as concepts, so to delete them is merely to de-conceptualize them. Get a life.
PETA's Explanation: You've been deleting them?!? Can't you hear them screaming?!? Why don't you go club some baby seals while wearing a mink, you ******!?!
Humor is always nice on Friday.
CC, have a nice trip. Long trip for 10 minutes.
Neak, I'm glad your health is improved. That's pretty important. May you continue to do well.
SS
Kimmy-- <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
oh you mean tl's questions were not real? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
but so many were questions I wanted to ask AW but just haven't yet!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
maybe I should just go to the seniors centre and do the PC for dummies course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
maybe I should ask my 8yr old grandson to show me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
oops how rude of me - hello neak and ss and cc when you get back from your sort of weekend away, and oh kimbers hows my Texas GD going these days? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
No word from Aussie but lots of muttering going on at the barracks apparently. I believe they must all be safe as no one has come around to say differently - so thats good news isn't it ? hope <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW is digging soak wells today and putting in the water sewer lines from the patio roof run off pipes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I suppose it means she doesn't have to think about or worry about Aussie.
Double-whammy.
Last night I took out a large buck in the Mustang. It still has deer hair tufting out of the hood, and the passenger door doesn't open so good. (The Dervish did not wake up.)
Then AJ tells me he got a call from his brother's SO saying, "I thought I should warn you, your mom and dad left with [AJ's brother] to come to CA, they will be there Sunday, and they are planning to spend several days with you."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I am just glad she called, or we would not have known until they drove into the driveway.
Oh, and did I mention AJ is leaving early Sunday morning to go up north? So he probably won't even be present at all while they are here.
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If you don't hear from me for a few days, you'll know what happened.
If you want to runa away from home, you can come over here. We won't tell. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Guess hating you across state lines just wasn't good enough, was it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Did I mention here (I think I did) that MIL told my princess that I made her feel unwelcome when she came over?
Self-fulfilling prophecy.
I make them feel welcome.
They go around and complain about me to every relative they have, saying how awful I am, and how I always make them feel unwelcome.
Inevitably, it gets back to me.
They visit again.
I go to even greater lengths to be welcoming, but in a nervous, twitchy way.
They go back and tell the rest of the family even worse things about me.
Inevitably, it gets back to me.
They come to visit...............................
To runa away does sound tempting, but I'm going to have to stick it out.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'm also going to have to finish editing Peter while they are here. That should be fun, on many levels.
Hi neak
wow outlaws on the way and without warning from them!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> worth 3 eeks !!
well if you cant arrange to go 'tamping' again then you will just have to kill them with kindness & sweetness ...it'll drive em crazy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
and they'll go mad trying to figure out what you have up your sleeve <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
well it works on mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
but I'm going to have to stick it out.
Your sword? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I can't stay long. They have only left long enough to get MIL's sister, and bring her here too, until tomorrow night.
The stress is already wearing on AJ, but he is doing his best.
I went to open the door for MIL when she got here, said hi, and she just walked in without a word as I stood there limp-armed for the hug that never materialized. Gulp. Bravely, "Mom, how was your trip?"
"TURRIBLE!"
Gulp again.
I am so hoping it was just the heat and being cooped up in the truck for a couple of days with FIL and BIL, and not me. Surely it's not always about me.....?
Oh, at one point I wanted to kill AJ. The only reason I didn't is because he didn't mean it the way it came out. He may not even have realized the way it came out.
MIL: We weren't even going to come today. We didn't want to impose on your Sabbath.
Chorus: No, no imposition at all!
AJ: It's not an imposition, Mom. The kids are glad to have you here.
I'm glad to have you here.
(I waited, but that was all he said!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Neak: Of COURSE we're all glad you're here!
Sigh.
This may be old but It's~~~~~~~~~~~~~~76 Trombones "Led the Big" Parade!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
There were 120 of us at church camp - 75 were between 10 & 18. Got there late Thursday....everyone was up till after midnight - schedule malfunction. Got up about 8 the Friday a.m. About 7 Fri PM, a big storm came through. We all met in the Mess Hall. About 7:30, the power went out throughout the park.....big state park w/ inn, cabins, trails, rivers, waterfalls, and our group was not alone in the dark. They finally decided it was safe enough to send people to cabins about 10 p.m.
Power came back on about 4:30 this morning.
Now safely back home!!!
That sounds like such a typical camping trip. I bet you had fun!
Oh, I remembered another anecdote from the tamping frip, although they weren't tamping when it happened. The Dervish has known how to whistle a little since he was 2, but on that trip realized he could actually control the volume and pitch of his whistles. So he would not stop whistling.
At Wal Mart, there was AJ pushing the cart through the store, to a chorus of nonstop wolf whistles. He's lucky nobody smacked him.
Oh, the Dervish came up with a new addition to the Dervishese language yesterday. We went blackberry picking, and all got torn up a bit. He came back proudly yelling about his "bloody fratches". I told Neaksis that sounded like an Australian swear word.
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Well hi, A1, I almost didn't see your lovely post, due to my unfortunate habit of opening multiple MB screens, which then affects which posts show up as new. I really liked those verses. I need to memorize the one in Habakkuk for when I am impatient. Which is often.
And <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> to you too about the 76 Trombones! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That's ok, for a long time I thought they stuck some Southern phrases in "I've Got a Home in Glory Land". You know, that famous song that ends with "I've got a home in glory land that outshines the sun, Waybee on da blue."
I puzzled over it for hours, and never could make any sense of it, until I was in my early teens. What oh what is a Waybee??????
How funny....waybe.....
I just got home from Camp WEBE!
Australian swear word? well entirely possible, we seem to be able to make swear words up quite easily!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Its a gift <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Rella hope that 'camp Webe' was some fun and that it wasn't just a pain in the rump. I still find that I do the cooking, cleaning and arranging when ever we go camping or caravaning - apprently there's a male gene called 'tfdi' (the faries do it)
so thats why they NEVER do anything but look after the fishing gear and the slabs of beer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AW has not finished the drainage yet - something about the @^%$#^%&^%$$ pipe fitting not %^$%^%%$ going into the &%$$^^%$ thread %^&%$%^^ properly ???? or something like that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
and the ^%#$@^&^% contractors didn't seal the internal pipe joins correctly so that means she has to %%#%^%%$%^ seal the %$^$#%%^^&& concrete her %^%#$%^&^^& self <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Shes been listening to Aussie way toooooooo much I never BRUNG her ups that ways <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Just got a call - mil police are on their way over - No AW is not in trouble, but with that language she should be - one of Aussies friends she is one of his public servants in his office - the wife of the mil police bloke coming over married him after first H killed some years ago and had a new bub - her children from the first M are around 24 now and married themselves.
Well AW suggested that they offer them the swing set that used to be Peters. Aussie cant stand for it to be around and AW just stares at it and there is no way on this green earth that Mikey is ever going to use it with them both feeling that way so it was packed up and left out the front.
Well on their way over to pick it up - I think it will be a good thing for all.
God has his own time in these things.
You had mentioned that before....what a good idea.
Neak, my darling sweaty puddle of grease:
Re your expired air conditioning and a temperature that may reach 111 again today--(1) If you need to, bring your Grandpa over to my house where it's cool. At least it will be cool if the electricity has gone back on again by now. Your dad called at 10:30 last night and said it was out, but I'm sure hoping it's fixed by the time I'm ready for bed this morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> (2) If you can't get any emergency service, somebody needs to go to Wal-Mart and buy you several big fans so you can at least circulate the hot air (which, I hasten to assure everyone, has NOTHING at all to do with your visitors! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />). My suggestion is that Tina use her Versatel card to make the purchases, and then you can transfer money online to her account to cover the cost. You should have a fan for every room where someone will be trying to sleep. (3) Try not to let your Grandpa fry. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> One of the nurses just came up and said that there are 15 patients downstairs in the emergency room. They came from a nearby convalescent hospital where the air conditioning went out tonight. Two elderly residents died in the nursing home from heat stroke before anybody could be moved out. So be careful.
t&l
Ouch!! A heat wave and Neak's A/C is on the fritz? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Well, look on the bright side. Maybe the out-laws will LEAVE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
If Neak hasn't already bought the fans, try to get one that is pretty powerful, and put that one inside an open window and have it blowing OUT.
Also, get some of those gel-filled neck thingies that you tie around your neck. They can help you feel less like you're melting.
My mom and dad were stingy as all get-out and hated to pay any more on utilities than they had to. So, instead of running the A/C at night, they put the fan in a window of the bedroom at the other end of the house, and we'd just open our bedroom windows about 6 inches or so. The breeze coming through the windows would just about freeze your fanny off...and I'm talking about Mississippi summer nights! I always slept with a couple of blankets over me, even in the summer.
Now, winter...well, I have often thought that I would wake up in the mornings with frostbite or something, 'cuz Mama would cut the floor furnace down to the pilot light! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
My brother used to tease Mama by saying that she could save even more on the light bill by unplugging the fridge at night...since the house would get cold enough to keep perishables from ruining. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
wow neak & tl
seems like you having good Aussie weather, winter weather that is lol,
so remember to have everyone drink cold water, especially the kids & older folk.
hope the fridge is working, otherwise get AJ to run down to the shops for ice and put it in the esky...you do have insulated boxes readily available I hope!!
and funny enough as it sounds, drink hot tea. This is an old trick my omah taught me when I was a kid, she was anglo indian and said hot tea actually made your body cooler by making it work like a evaporative cooler. it SEEMS to work too, mind over matter, no idea? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
anyway see if it works, if you dont mind then it doesn't matter!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
we are in the middle of winter and its only rained 163 mm so far, we are supposed to be at approx 780mm by now - that means the big desalination plants will be working this summer, sea water to drinking water, it always tastes funny to me ... its still a mild 69.8F right now & it MAY rain tomorrow ... perhaps ... if the el nino blows the right way .. of course 69.8f feels COLD to me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
does it help to know my gas heater works? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
think of winter & ice & freezing snow & it wont feel so hot <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure you won't get blamed for the heat wave, or will you????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
It's 113 degrees on my back porch. I read on Idiotville that the A/C guy was @ Neak's house replacing the motor. What I haven't heard yet is how much that's going to set me back. Can't wait.! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Call me with the "good" news. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You know, I can open my heat pump unit and look at it and throw the breakers and check the fuses and de-ice it and all that good stuff. And nothing much happens. Usually. However, if my x does the same things, a miracle occurs and it starts working. (Maybe I should mount a photo of him inside the unit and see if that keeps it happy.)
Whew! Just running thru MB getting my nightly fix, but I'll give you the quickie rundown.
The AC guy got it working in no time. It took it a while to get the temp down, but it's nice now.
My IL's went on the truck with AJ up north, and their dog went with them.
They were gone for about 1 1/2 hours this afternoon, and by the time they came back he had peed around the dog food dish, fortunately on the kitchen floor. My MIL exclaimed that he ALWAYS asked to be let out, and that she guessed SOMEBODY just hadn't seen him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I have been around her long enough that stuff like that doesn't bother me anymore. I just treat it as if she is joking, even though she is not. AJ is probably having a fun time, and I am not being sarcastic. His mom (and dad) both do much better when they are out doing something, and not just sitting thinking about all the things they don't like about their lives.
His dad is in very poor health, and so is his step-grandmother, so it's good that they were able to come out to visit.
After they left, Neaksis and I took the kids swimming/blackberry picking for the rest of the day, and just got back a few minutes ago. Boy did I get a good haul of blackberries, and then what fyoot posts were here for me to read when I got back! I enjoy the little glimpses into your lives; each place is so different to live in.
The naughty Dervish just bit Squeeee Princess on the foot, and Mr. Computer is bragging that he just finished his whole book, so I'd better go and enforce bedtime. Hopefully tomorrow I'll have a chance to update my thread a little. No drama or anything, just some nice progress. Progress is good. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Have a superfun night, and I hope all of you are as cool as me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Time to head to the cube to earn some money....
Planning an adventure for my birthday which is on Wednesday.
Plans are so messed up it isn't funny.
Have probably noncancellable reservation at a b&b on a farm where they have llamas, etc.
But, there is no rafting on the nearby river that day.
But we could funyak (sorta like an inflatable kayak) or raft a much milder river that is nearby
D wants to go to the aquarium in Atlanta where they have Beluga Whales and whale sharks
You never said if Camp Webe is on da blue or not.
My daughter says it on da blue iffen you be on the Buddard's Roost. But, iffen you be on de ground, it be on da gween mounten top.
Subject: The IRS Audit
The IRS decided to audit Ralph, and summoned him to the local IRS office. The IRS auditor was not surprised when Ralph showed up with his attorney.
The auditor began with, "Well, sir, you have an extravagantlifestyle and no full-time employment, which you explain by saying that you win all of your money by gambling. I'm not sure the IRS finds that believable."
"I'm a great gambler, and I can prove it," replied Ralph. "How about a little demonstration?"
The auditor thought for a moment then said, "Okay. Go ahead."
Ralph said, "I'll bet you a thousand dollars that I can bite my own eye."
The auditor thought a moment and replied, "No way! It's a bet."
So Ralph removed his glass eye and bit it.
The auditor's jaw dropped.
Next, Ralph said, "Now, I'll bet you two thousand dollars that I can bite my other eye."
The auditor could see it was obvious Ralph wasn't blind, so he took the bet. Whereupon, Ralph removed his dentures and "bit" his good eye.
The stunned auditor realized he had just wagered and lost three grand with Ralph's attorney as a witness, and he began to get a little nervous.
"Want to go for double or nothing?" Ralph asked. "I'll bet you six thousand dollars that I can stand on one side of your desk, and pee into that wastebasket on the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in between."
The auditor, twice burned, was really cautious now, but he looked carefully at the situation and decided that there was no way this guy could manage a stunt like that, so he agreed to the wager.
Ralph stood beside the desk and unzipped his pants, but although he strained mightily, he just couldn't make the stream reach the wastebasket on the other side of the desk, which meant he pretty much urinated all over the IRS official's desk. The auditor leaped with joy, realizing that he had just turned a major loss into a huge win. Meanwhile, Ralph's attorney moaned and put his head between
his hands.
"Are you okay?" the auditor asked.
"Not really," answered the attorney. "This morning, when Ralph told me he'd been summoned for an audit, he bet me twenty thousand dollars that he could come in here and pee all over an IRS official's desk and that you'd be real happy about it."
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What is happening with the visit to San Diego?
It had to be postponed due to money, scheduling, and extreme chaos on the home loan front. However, I'd still like to do it before winter, if at all possible. I'll have more time after September. I just got word today that I've been approved for a loan and should be able to have the money for the septic in 7-10 days, and once the work is complete so nobody has to be home for the workers' convenience, we'll have a little more freedom to do stuff. As in some freedom, as opposed to no freedom at all, like we've got now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'll tell about the loan later, but right now I've got to get ready to leave for work. I'd like to be excited about it, but will wait until I have the actual $$$ in my hot little hand before I start jumping for joy.
t&l
Oh, what good news about the loan!
B, I would so love to meet you in person. Hopefully September will fly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
The wee Dervish has an ear infection. So far I have had an excellent success rate curing them with home-made garlic oil. And after days of hardly any computer or TV, I think I am starting to finally see some improvement in his behavior. The Princess is another story. She is a big bundle of 'tude right now, and none of it a gooditude.
Buddards <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
the news about the loan is just great!! but I'll hold off on the congrats until AFTER you have the money in your account!! Wouldn't want to push fate too much <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I think the Dervish's behaviour is related to his ear infection, just tell him his aunty AW thinks he’s a wonderful little bloke!! The Princess is only reacting to his behaviour I'm sure..see I can explain ANYTHING, especially when they are not mine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> well almost <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
wellllll I forgive them anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh my girlfriend had a grandson 2 days ago!! she’s only as old as me and is a grandma!! do I feel old or what! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
So small & cute though ,,, not like the giants I seem to produce <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
And speaking of kids, Mikey doing great, over his little bug and back into calling for 'mum', 'da', 'nan-nan' and 'is' (sister) & 'mmmmmmm' for food or drink his brother is 'bo' sort of. My dad is just arms out for hugs which seems to get dad all flustered lol
he's not exactly child friendly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Just loves to feeds himself with fingers and will grab any biscuits left around including dog biscuits <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> in fact seems to love those black ones <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
My sister the doc, miss bossy boots lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, no dobbing either you lot, says its the charcoal he loves.
When my children - esp my son - was about 18 mon old, I introduced steamed fresh asparagus. To this day, they LOVE it. Never have met that slimey stuff sold under the disquise of 'canned asparagus'.
My daughter called herself 'b-won' when she began answering the question "What's your name?" I was so excited the first time she said it.
All this talk makes me....nah, it doesn't.
Well, my alarm didn't go off this morning, but God is merciful and sent one of the dogs to wake me up in time.
Evidently nobody warned the 15 year old who is staying the night with us not to put her sanitary things in the trash can withing reach of the dogs.
There was a massacree all up and down the hall.
Thankfully I was able to clean that up before she saw it...or her make-up brush...or her hair brush...or her bra.
Princess Anika is outside!
Oh thank goodness Neaksis you got it all away from the 15 yr old. You get so embarrassed at that age about periods and body changes.
I can remember once when our house had 5 women in it and 2 boys, Dad & my Brother, and Aussie was around watching footy with us on TV, can't remember if he was going out with my sister then or had started dating me, ok truth I'm not sure I was stalking him by then or not <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />,
anyway, dad comes in madder than a wet hen muttering about didn't I tell you flamin women to keep your 'things' out of reach of the darn dog? Of course with 5 women there weren't many free days if you know what I mean during the month. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Anyway we sat there getting more annoyed as he went on & it developed into a nice little female vs male spit in front of Aussie who through the whole thing never battered an eyelid or said a word or went red or anything. Really impressed me mum, cousin & sisters. He just pretended he was watching footy all through it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well some years ago for some reason it came to mind when I was discussing the period issue with my daughter in the good old mum daughter thing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> and afterwards I happened to mention it to Aussie and he looked at me completely blankly like I was mad or something.
"What on earth are you babbling on about?" then it hit me ..... he REALLY was watching footy and totally oblivious to all of it back then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
MEN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Heehee, figures!
Poor Neaksis. Please tell me the dogs did not wake you up by licking your face.
Our dog likes to eat tampons. Problem is, sometimes they bounce. It's a gross thing....
And she, that's right, SHE likes to eat my undies - not daughters.
Oh, well.
1 mom
1 daughter
1 girl dog
2 girl cats
1 son
It's a wonder we are all surviving.
good morning all - AWSMUM here
just dropping in to say hello and see how everyone is.
AW is in bed as she has done something to her right leg, I wonder what it could be??
I came over this afternoon to find her on the roof, cleaning the gutters, in the rain, and slipping every few minutes giving her old mum a heart attack.
of course THAT would have nothing to do with her sore leg would it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I see the discussion on tampons and pets has driven the men away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
how are you all surviving the heat wave over there right now? I expect we will get our turn by the lack of rains this winter. Went to a friends farming property for a drive on Monday and the lake on their property which at this time of the year is usually about up to your armpits - dont ask how I found THAT out except to say its was Grumpy's fault - is a green grass paddock barely damp.
tl how have you been in the world of babies and birthing ?
How you still work those long hours is beyond me, I mean I enjoy the social interaction at work but otherwise could drop the place like a hot brick from the oven.
I'm supposed to resume work in a month or so and the powers that be want me to go to the international airport store to run the distribution area but its a 6.00am start - I think I'm too old for that!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I wonder if they would consider a more sedate hour of - say - 10.00am ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I am having a very hard time right now deciding on wether I should attend the 40th anniversary of the battle of Long Tan in Vietnam. Grumpy has been invited because he fought there and thats the place where the man I married became grumpy.
I dont mean to sound disrespectful though it may come across like that, its more that I'm not sure I wish to know more about it. I surmise it may mean that I will need to review my reactions to the details of what he went through. What happens if I find I have been a lousy wife? Could I have been more supportive? more protective of him?
Perhaps I just feel guilty that I may have held a portion of myself back from our M?
I have always avoided the details of Long Tan. I know that his D company suffered 42% casualties and he lost 2 close mates but I’ve never pushed for more. I think I was so angry at grumpy for not coming home as my husband.
I was just expected by everyone to just accept it and so I did mostly. But resented it.
Perhaps its part of being - frightened ???? - that the two of us will retire, look at each other over the dinging table and say "who the he11 are you?"
There are days when I'm feeling too old to look at such things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
The continuing drama of the constantly confused
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I am not wise tonight.
I am hot - it is hot in the house.
I am tired.
I am the birthday princess.
I am going to bed.
TTFN
((((AW Mum)))
Now I am up and ready to get ready to go to work. See y'all later.
Have a nice day at work.
Happy birthday to the Princess!
Happy Birthday!!
May the sun shine, but not be too hot.
Hoping something nice happens this week.
Wishing your children to be perfect for a month.
And may you have a beautiful song in your heart that can't be extinguished by the cares of the world.
SS
Dear [[[[Rella]]]]
happy happy birthday - another year young and may you have a fab time with your family and hopefully a call from your man,
wishing you all the best
big hugs out there to you all - bit sleepless tonight but work calls me for an early friday so who needs sleep when I have to be in there in 4 hours? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Mikey is sound asleep and mum got to go pick dad up for once early ... rain stopped the road works apparently <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
but better see if I can sleep for awhile or I wont be driving anywhere.
AW
Good birthday....
And did y'all see my list of items from the Redneck Book of Manners? I left it in Idiotville because I figured they needed it more. We have no rednecks here!
Rescuing us from the middle of page 2!
Just another crazy day here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
well we had a wet cold day and it was wonderful ... haven't seen rain in so long I almost forgot what a real down pour looked like !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I made hamburgers for tea which are SO much better than Burger Kings and Hungry Jacks cardboard and rubber <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I got so excited I rang my grand dad and asked him how the farm was with the rain... farmers, either not enough rain or too much !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ... anyway he is so like aussie with that devil may care she'll be right mate attitude (meanwhile the wild boar has gored his leg off sort of thing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) and says in that typical Aust male laconic way "well sweetheart its like your bloke says to me a few weeks ago, its as dry as a dead dingoes donger!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I asked him how my farmer uncles were going and he comes back with " Young Michael(55yrs old) is over down Albany way shaggin that new girl. Ya know the blonde one. Due back Sundee" the 'new girl' is his defacto wife of 24 yrs because both of them are a bit shy at committing after a bad M each.
She runs a school down that way and has to stay in town twice a week.
Grand dad can be slightly , umm , provocative. He enjoys tugging on everyones chain the old bugger.
The he said to tell that old man of mine .. meaning my dad .... that he hasn't kicked the bucket yet and it would be nice if he came down and so they could go marroning ( fresh water crayfish about half the size of ocean crayfish) and have a few beers before the wooden overcoat was nailed shut <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
But he didn't put it as nicely.... there were a few F's & B's strategically placed in there.
Then he told me by 'bum was as big as my dads" IT IS NOT !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I think I'm going to put a bucket on my head and pretend I don't know that side of family <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh and tell dad to ring his dad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> ....... Maybe I could send Pop to Neaks place !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Going on some sort of adventure today
May go picking peaches.
Got my meds messed up and took the right dose today - boy do I feel weird!
I'm reading right along in clamish mode.
SS
Is that the right spelling, or should it be clammish? Clamish = klay-mish?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I defer to your superior wisdom.
Spelling is one of my weaknesses. Or not spelling, as the case may be.
Tell us about crazy.
Was that good crazy, or bad crazy?
SS
hi all
just got up at 10.00am after Mikey sleeping with me most of the night & getting up to feed him at the unearthly hour like 8.00am <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
SS stop being clamish and let us know how you are, its ok we's speak most anythung over here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, not sure we understand any of it but we speak it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
note to self, got to stop chewing finger nails. Maybe I had better finishing digging the holes for the soak wells, except they keep filling with water. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I wonder who can get me brekky, DD??? where are you?? Mum??? abandoned in my moment of food weakness ,,,<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> rrr a croissant with parma ham and swiss cheese ,,, drooling ..Mikey how would you like a trip to the Gourmet Deli sweety? YES?? I thought so AND a Cappuccino for me.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi all. I'm working OT this weekend. My new project is to buy a cow for a family in Mexico. Don't worry, T&L family, it is a dairy cow.
I have a hook-up with this new church which is 500 miles from anywhere in Mexico. But they have lots of grazing land and water. The idea is to buy a pregnant cow, and hopefully the calf will be female.
The church pastor put in a prayer request for the cow. It will give milk for several families, and costs them nothing to feed. We'll see.
Anyway I'm working OT tomorrow and Sunday, and that will buy a cow and a half. Might do it next weekend too.
Cool....a cow and a half - Good idea.
Today's adventure fizzled - did nothing adventurous but had fun and that is more important.
SS - good crazy, cleaning house and going grocery shopping (an adventure in itself, as I still can't find my door/trunk key, and had to try and fit everything in the passenger compartment - we were a mite crowded).
AW - I'll get you brekky, but you have to come get it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
B - the cow idea is so neat! Even if the baby is a boy, they can still eat it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Did I just say that?
Rella - I've been busy taking the taxidermy centerpieces off all the tables, but had to take a moment to hope you're having a good weekend.
Mom - I'm getting ready for church now, really I am.
B that cow idea is so different and must be so helpful to them.
Having a crazy girls night here....DD her girlfreinds are watching movies and playing ..music??? ... oh ..apparently its alternative modern something underground whatever that is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
but lollipops, corn chips & salsa, savoury biscuits, and TimTams are being consumed in vast quantities. Various boyfriends including Jonnie are out drinking their sorrows away at the Irish Club as Aust got beaten by the Kiwi's in Rugby ..again lol
The girls are going to pick them up at about 3.00am or so.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
well bed for little ol me ..night all have a great day and hope your pot luck was good if you had one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Someone is planning a barbeque elsewhere on the GQ board. They were thinking about down under.....looking for an invite or food input. Check it out. I'm bringing peach cobbler - they are in season here.
Oooo that sounds mighty tasty!
'Cept the Dervish won't get any, cuz he's sick and barfing. Hasn't slowed him down any tho. "Quick! Get my fyook bucket!"
fyook bucket? oh,...puke bucket.....
Yes, his fyook bucket was for when he frew up. You know.....fyooked!
ok who did it???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
who made our Dervish eat ...
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BROCCOLI!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We have no rednecks here!
Maybe not, but Neak started out her life as a no-neck. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You know how babies' heads sit right down on their shoulders? Well, I didn't know that and thought something terrible was wrong with her because she had no neck, and kept waiting for several months for the Dr. to tell me why she was deformed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I finally figured out that the reason nobody told me was because nothing was wrong! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hello to you all. I've been reading, but that's about it lately. This 4-wk. pay period I have 2 wks. with 60 hrs. and 2 wks. with 72 hrs., which # of hrs./wk. I haven't done faithfully for a few months now...and guess what? I've gotten soft, that's what!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Like to killing myself. And then I got food poisoning from cafeteria food last wk. (2 days after writing a letter of complaint to the director of nursing, about hospital policy...hm-m-m-m-m-m-m. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />), which pretty much took the remainder of the starch I had left and washed it down the drain. Along with a variety of unmentionable digestive debris. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
On the plus side, the loan goes to the documents dept. this morning and we might even be able to sign tomorrow, which would mean money by Friday. And I have a diagnosis for all the weird, apparently-random health problems that have plagued me for almost 10 yrs. At least he SAYS it's a diagnosis. When I start my new medicine today, I'll begin to find out, since he promised that I'd notice a difference in 2 days, and be amazed at myself within 5. That remains to be seen. But my goodness, what would it be like to feel good again? I can't even imagine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
So, Hi again. I'm here plugging away and being entertained by your shared stories. Cinderella, didn't you have a birthday? No matter which one it was, I'm sure you're just a young whippersnapper, anyway. AW, you need to get busy and build a barn for Believer's cow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Don't teach anybody any new words, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L,
Whatever it is, I hope it works for you.
I DO NOT envy your work schedule. You can have it.
- Shudder-
I STILL don't know how you can stand it. You must have lot of love to be able to do that.
Oh yes -
Everyone else........
Please carry on.
SS
That or she enjoys watching people suffer and struggle.
I'm not sure which she likes better - telling somebody to puff and push while they yell, or getting to sit out at the nurses' station snickering while someone else's patient screams their head off.
No, wait, I forgot. Her favorite part is telling the not-sympathetic-enough father, "How would you like it if I pulled a Presto Log out of your......." Never mind. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis is on the other side of the Grapevine now, stopping in Cherry Valley for the night. B, I don't think she'll get any closer than that to you, but we'd flay her alive if she sneaked off to meet you (or FF, for that matter) before we could, too! Be warned, Neaksis!
I thought there might be some sadistic satisfaction that she wasn't willing to admit....:D
For anyone who didn't know, Neakbro drove back to Chicago to pick up the cats he paid to drive out there a few months ago to his (controlling) sometimes-X SO.
He called this morning, still in IL, because he stopped at a rest area to nap, left the engine running so he could have the AC on, and woke up to find out that the cats had figured out how to open the window, and disappeared.
This affects me very selfishly (when I am not helplessly banging my head against the wall for the lunacy of it all), because he PROMISED to be back tomorrow to take care of Neaksis' high strung and spoiled pooches for the rest of her vacation. I just cancelled their boarding appointment yesterday, agreeing to take care of them until he got back to take over. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
AJ says: We have a hot feline pursuit on westbound I-80. Suspects are armed and believed dangerous. We are setting up a 3 mi x 3 mi perimeter, and requesting helo support and a K-9 unit."
ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I said T&L did it out of love......... I meant love for her family. I am sure she cares for the PTs. I don't know if she would work 72 hour weeks for them though. However, she would to care for her family, and provide for them. Wouldn't she?
The airlines fly animals all the time. It's a special arrangement, but probably cheaper than driving out and back.
http://www.nwa.com/services/shipping/cargo/products/liveanship.htmlThis is just one example, there are others.
Why did he drive to get them?
It looks like Neak's home is going to the dogs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW, AWM, Aussie. (Does Aussie get any computer time while he is gone? Is anyone making sure AW gets enough sleep these days?
HI CC.
If Neaksis is on vacation, I won't say hi to her.
Someone should probalby make sure T&L gets enough sleep too.
Don't have a clue who could do that though.
SS
Since Neaksis is on vacation, she says she won't say hi to you, either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
yawning a sleepy hello to all
why won't Mikey sleep? goodness knows!! The joys of motherhood I'm told <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The 'great CATS escape' ... 'Colditz cats'?? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I'm wondering if the dear pet transporter should be allowed near Neaksis's dogs?? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
can't you see it now ... "Well Neaksis it was like this, while one sneaky dog kept me distracted the other picked the lock and got into the pantry !!!!!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I bet two certain sisters won't let him forget the cat escape for a while .... like forever !!! ROFLMAO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
the poor man <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
hi SS
I'm sort of getting sleep ........ well a mums sleep who has a restless little one that is!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
ask Neak ..she just had some sick ones !!
Its only 4 hours to 6 am .... who needs sleep!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
who needs sleep!!
Mums with babies - and you know it !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I suppose with AWM there I don't need to tell you though - I am SURE she can take care of that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ah - as far as Neaksis goes - I didn't think she would get the message.
I suppose I didn't think about the family network. Please do tell her hello for me.
Is this a family vacation for her, and the kids, or a honeymoon, or is she with friends......... or just what is this trip she is on? You can tell us, we won't blab TOO much.
SS
I will tell her hi, the next time she calls back.
She just spent the night at Grandma's, and now is on her way to AZ to visit Flard.
I really shouldn't call it a vacation. It's a real trip.
I told her hi! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
(Which was even faster than I thought it would be.)
I can't think of a sutible witty remark.
Oh well.
SS
PS, even if I could, I probably couldn't spell it correctly.
Leave it to me to quibble about the spelling of a MADE-UP WORD!!!!!!!!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Oh no, it's not just you. Weave says I can't spell worth a darn. My grandmother (the english teacher) said I learned to read so fast that I don't look at the words, I just get whole sentances at a time. She said because of that, I don't pay attention to how the words look, or how they are spelled.
It may just be that I am lazy, and dont' want to learn. Had to take special ed classes in school (third grade, fourth grade) to learn to write, and spell, and all this time I could read at a college level.
Hi to you too Neak - and tell AJ hello. Pinch the Dervish for me, and tell him he can pinch me back next time he sees me.
SS
Hi everybody, specially SS!
I'm always reading but thankfully too busy and with nothing very meaningful to say to post. But I'm following "us".
I'm back from my work trip, where I really worked! I had problems with internet while over there because it was expensive and either I paid for room internet cable or I paid for wireless which was only good on the first floor where the conference was. So I paid for wireless (10 dollars a day) and was in contact during the whole day but at night I practically had to come down to the lobby in pijamas to get my e mails!
I was surprised by the number of americans there, mostly couples with babies which looked central american... At least the babies will probably be better off.
Now I'm getting ready for my one month holiday in USA, including the wedding! I'm trying to be prepared this time, because I generally make my bag the day before leaving and then I have to spend tons of money buying stuff I left behind. Not very intelligent.
Anyway, that's my life. We're having a very cold spell... and I have a cold. The world weather nd the world is crazy!
cc46--Email me and tell me your address so I can send you your shirt, OK? If you're spending a whole month with relatives, you may need it before you're done!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Hppe you have a great time.
Off to work again. Last night was nuts. 22 patients, 7 deliveries, 2 of them emergency cesareans. We cleaned it out for day shift before they arrived, but they generally manage to fill it back up before we get back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I'm tired of being charge nurse--don't like "management" positions and never have--and can't wait for the regular people to get back and let me return to doing what I do best, and like best...reveling in the sufferings of others. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&l, I have to check the address again. I'll try to send it to you tomorrow.
Thanks.
Brain is tired.
More later.....
and can't wait for the regular people to get back and let me return to doing what I do best, and like best...reveling in the sufferings of others.
are you SURE that you and mum aren't related???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Mums been helping over at my sisters (Jane the quiet one) house this week as the daycare has been struck by some virus making most of the little darlings sick.
4 yr olds are so much fun, especially when you can hand them back to mum & dad I'm told <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Of course she must be talking about someone elses kids, mine were perfect ... hack hack cough cough ... I mean mine almost never argued ... after turning 17 or so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh oh Mikey's asleep ..ssshhhhhhhhhhhhh ... no noise you lot .... PLEEEEEZE <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I think we should all go in together and buy Mikey a drum set for Chrimstmas. Maybe we can get the Dervish one too. A big one, with about 15 different drums. Maybe 20. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Mikey might not be old enough now, but he will be soon.
SS
OK Cinders, we're ready for the "more later."
Waiting...........
SS
I'm always reading but thankfully too busy and with nothing very meaningful to say to post.
CC, I can't believe you said that.
I can believe you are busy, but don't you know we're interrested in what you say? In a way, it's all meaningful. Remember that, and remember we care about you.
Laugh too - this is in fun, but remember you are important to us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We want to know all about your trip. Why you went, and what you did. Who was there........ all of it. What you spoke about - if it isn't to personal to ask.
SS shakes head - I can't believe she thinks it's not meaningful. (I think she may have meant not interresting?) Laughs, shakes head again. Signs off with big grin. Hopes it brings a response. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
Ok, Ok....
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I went to Guatemala. A whole day's trip <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> and stayed for 3 days basically inside the hotel. I talked for 7 minutes about MUMPS! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> these days it is becoming a hot topic, because americans are getting them. UK has had an epidemic for 3 years and we had a small one last year but THIS year USA has mumps so it's hot!
Anyway the rest of the conference wasn't very interesting for me but I had to stick around and most of the rest of the time I was working on another paper that had to be finished, so that's why I was so busy.
It was a change from the usual.
I enjoyed it, except for the plane rides and the waiting in airports!
Now I'm getting ready for the trip to USA, but also I have a mieces birthday party this saturday and I have to make the cake!
Tomorrow I will have an encounter with WH, the first planned one. DD3 is getting her passport and since she's under 18 the parents have to be present. I'm not looking forward to it but there is no choice. I'll let you know how it turns out.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I had mumps - just a few years ago.
SS thinks........... Yes, a few years ago. I think it was 1962.
If it's coming back around does that mean people are getting lax about it? I thought it was like small pox, and didn't exist in the wild any longer. I suppose that means I don't know much. Don't tell anyone.
Was the hotel nice?
Did you try any different food that was new and exciting?
Mostly eat in/near the hotel, or did you go out on the town and find some of those small local places that can be really good? I think you need personal recommendations for that - but you COULD have done that???
My son lived in Guatemala for a while. He was in the rural areas, lived in a cinder block home, cooked on a fire, and washed his clothes in a creek. I don't know much about the cities. (he never spent much time there.)
His spanish is pretty good though, he is bilingual at work and it helps him a lot.
Thanks for sharing - I don't mean to beat you up about it, I hope it doesn't come across that way.
I enjoyed it, except for the plane rides and the waiting in airports!
Long waits?
I haven't flown for about 5 years now. It's not my favorite thing either.
What kind of cake are you making? Can I come by for leftovers? Mmmmmm, I like cake.
Let us know how it goes seeing WH. Don't be afraid of it. Find a reason to wink at him. You have been more confident for a while, no reason to change now.
Thanks, it's good to know what's going on.
SS
didn't exist in the wild any longer.
that is smallpox and hopefully soon polio. Measles and rubeola are also on their way out at least in the americas. Mumps is still a problem, specially if you get it as an adult.
Marriott, but there were some strange things: you had to pay for coffee in your room, internet was $10 per day, room service wasn't very good.
We were given lunch and I didn't bother much with dinner. I eat better at home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> No need to spend money elsewhere.
Two were 2 hours and one was 5!!!!! after a 7 hour flight!
Cake is childrens cake, very simple with a lot of meringue!
It's a 3 yr old birthday party, I hope I have patience.
I'll let you know about tomorrow. WH just came to pick DDs up. DD1 keeps looking for his things to give him. Even after all this time, she doesn't seem to want his things in the house. Sort of surprising, even for me, that she should still be thinking of those things. DD3 still avoids going out with him whenever she can, any excuse is good. It's a pity, but they are old enough to make their own choices and I don't speak to them about WH so it's all WH's problem. Very unfortunate. But I'm not surprised. He's not an easy person to get along with.
But he is paying the girls more attention.
I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow but I bet there will be a lot of silence.
I hope I have patience.
I think anyone who raises kids has patience. Did you loose it so soon? I bet not. (just teasing you)
I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow but I bet there will be a lot of silence.
Look attractive
Act like you are doing really well, even if you don't feel like it.
Tease him if you get a chance. About every day things, not about OW, or what he is doing.
I think you'll do fine.
SS
So Neak, do we have to tell the exchange, or what? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SS
Too hot outside.
Neck hurts - what's with that....I went to the chiropractor yesterday. Must be a posture or tension thing.
Gotta go find dinner. Half an hour till I have to be somewhere.
Too tired and hot to type. What's with that? Is my food or my medication that out of whack?
Tell the exchange? Did I miss something?
So glad yesterday is over. A jury summons and the Dervish shaving off most of his eyebrows. Definitely eventful.
Then the internet went down on top of that. Torture!
And you lived to tell about it!
Little news flash from my thread - Gargy YM'd AJ recently, and I just found it today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
That was too happy of a <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> emoticon. Perhaps <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> or <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> would be better.
Tell the exchange? Did I miss something?
From the end of Soylent Green - the movie
I haven't seen it since 73, but I remembered the tell the exchange part.
...get to the Exchange.
You gotta tell them they're right.
But let's take care of you first.
You don't understand.
I've got proof.
They need proof.
I've seen it. I've seen it happening.
They've gotta tell people.
- Tell them what? - The ocean's dying. Plankton's dying.
It's people.
Soylent Green is made out of people.
They're making our food out of people.
Next thing. They'll be breeding us like cattle for food.
You've gotta tell them. You've gotta tell them.
I promise. Tiger. I promise. I'll tell the Exchange.
You tell everybody.
Listen to me. Hatcher. You've gotta tell them!
Soylent Green is people!
We've gotta stop them somehow!
End of script
Sorry about the com from Garg. Hope you are OK.
SS
remember the movie but not sure if that means Neak has gone meat eater, or reclycing a lot, or its the sewer system mess in the backyard ????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
well its good that AJ gags at garg but sorry you had to hear of her at all. Why can't she just run off to a remote island with a single guy somewhere?
mum has been so quiet I thought she was sick. but she says no just nervous about going to dads Long Tan thing. Mums not saying too much to us kids so I guess we know where our communications skills came from don't we? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
now are we all feeling well today or tonight as the case may be? I'm so tired I'm going to bed in about 5 mins and try to get some sleep as long as his master doesn't wake up again!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'll catch up with you all tomorrow.
Lov ya's
AW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Talk about denial! I forgot to tell you guys this about my trip: When I got to the hotel, it was after midnight, the check in clerk told me I was sharing a room with another doctor. When I got to the room she was asleep but woke up and started saying that she didn´t know we were supposed to share and that she had already complained because she wanted a room for herself, that this was unheard of etc. I thought it a little strange since the whole thing was being paid for by the sponsoring organization and she was no one special (there were very important people in that meeting). Anyway, the following day she came to the room in the evening with a big grin on her face to say she was moving to another room by herself. Later on, talking with the guy who went with me and who shared a room with her countryman I realized that the big fuss was because they were having an affair! Apparently the guy showered four times a day and was away most of the night! And he had a more important position than she did, yet he did not ask for a room for himself, but had her get it. YUCK! The last night, according to my countryman, the guy came to the room at 1 a.m. , showered and then phoned "someone" to ask if the door was open... and then left.
Infidelity is all around us, but I hate to have it rubbed in my face.
The good thing was that I ended up having a room to myself!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Now about the meeting with WH this afternoon. Everything went according to plan. Little talk. I congratulated him on his new car. He made an effort to pretend that everything is fine but I just answered calmly. I was not at all nervous.
It's over with. He can go on pretending.
Glad you got a room to yourself.
Sorry for the reason you got it.
So H wants you to think life is perfect, but you can tell it's not?
Hmmm, that does sound familiar.
Did you tease him?
Sorry - but I had to ask.
SS
Still too hot. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> (that is sweat coming off my face)
Son wants steak for dinner.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
that means grilling outside <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
It is 7:20 p.m. and it's still 95 degrees F out there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Grill is on the concrete driveway....by a stone wall. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
Haven't been taking my vitamins lately. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hematocrit was too low AGAIN to give blood - 36 needed to be 38. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Had horrible messes at work. One took several hours because I couldn't figure out what to do with it. Called the man who submitted this employment application. Either he is STUPID and didn't read what he had submitted. His ranking on several civil service registers is grossly wrong due to his own errors - all started because I was smart enough to wonder why a man was teaching all subjects K-12 to students (full-time) while working for a commodities company. I'm the new person. I catch this stuff often. Does no one ever wonder about what they read? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How can life be perfect? He still hides his affair... because I guess he feels uncomfortable <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
No I didn't get a chance to tease him, but I would have. Since it's the first time we've been face to face we didn't really talk much and on top of everything remember I'm leaving for a month in a few days...
It wasn't bad. It was just more of the same.
And of course, no one would do anything or care if you exposed it.....
Nobody does anything.... I already exposed and keep exposing... but nobody seems to care. MIL has accepted the A, so have BILs. He has no contact with my family, they won't have contact with him. My daughters don'y accept OW and WH doesn't impose her on them Thank God! What else can I do?
I've been told that OW wears a wedding ring <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> guess she's the one who's really convinced..
No one ever exposed my x's EAs - no one. His mother doesn't know. His father doesn't know. He admitted one of them to me. Both of them to the MC who told me - he was doing IC with both of us hoping to lead us to decent MC but it didn't work - not counselor's fault. Can't help waywards who don't want to own their stuff.
Even 11 years after x left me, every now and then his mom (who just turned 80) sort of throws my stuff up to me. One of these days, if I am not careful, I may tell her - if she pushes me far enough. She has no idea.
Now, bear in mind that I know no one knows. NO ONE. But x and me and he wouldn't own it if confronted.
So, the question is, do I go to my grave with this? Even our children don't know. Granted, at 15 and 13, they may not need to know.
C,
I'm afraid it's late and I can't really think straight anymore. Even if it wre morning I can't give you any advice, I just don't know. I felt THE NEED to expose, and continue doing so. He has never complained about that. Actually he just hasn't ever said anything! It's a bit different from other cases here. WH is financially responsible and takes care of everything. He has respected my wish not to see him. He still doesn;t admit the A, only drags OW (who willingly goes) to his mother's and probably his brothers and socializes with her family as far as I know.
Very strange.
yeah, men in denial are strange! Can't see the forest for the trees.
The 80yo MIL I don't know about. A good argument could be made either way. Personally, I'd probably tell, but that's me. Your kids, IMO, should definitely be told. They are old enough to understand. Don't burden them with too many details, but answer their questions and let them know that what he did is not ok.
I can put more later, but AJ found out yesterday how deeply his parents betrayed him. They (and his aunt) spread many lies around his family about how awful we both are, even going so far as to say that the Dervish is not really AJ's child. And, of course, we didn't make them feel welcome again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And when AJ called up his mother to confront her, in the course of the conversation she came right out and said I was a liar.
AJ forlornly remarked, "At least I still have one mom who loves me."
(That would be you, Biomom. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> )
So he is sad, angry, hurt, all the things you would expect from someone who had been betrayed in such a personal way, and by someone they love.
See if you can find a way to make lemonaid.
It's sad really. I can't imagine why a anyone would talk this way....... but especially a parent.
Love?
Compassion?
".......... But the greatest of these is charity, and whoso is found possessed of it at the last day, it will be well with him."
I feel bad for them. For you guys too, in a way, but what hope do they have?
Pray for them, you may yet find a way to help them.
SS
Neak
I have to wonder if AJ's mum is actually jealous of the strong family relationship that you all have even after being tested so harshly.
I wonder what the reason was to drop in on you without warning, and the resulting disorder had you not known, throwing whatever plans you may have had right out the window when they turned up out of the blue?
Most family would warn you at least they were on the way, or was it ok to come etc ... (yeah like it happens here ??? sniggering madly before mum clips my ear lol) but I hope you know what I mean.
It seems planned to be the most inconvenient as they could be.
strange. sad too. Hug AJ big time and well, do wifey things to him lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
meanwhile I'll wash nappies at 2.50am in the morning , exciting ..NOT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I can't believe the audacity of that woman....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes family just doesn't measure up....:(
Like my FOO...so messed up
I think we both need the throw up icon.
Maybe there is a lot of jealousy there.
A man goes to the minister at his church. "Reverend," he said, "we have a problem. My wife keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very embarrassing, not to mention disrespectful. What can I
do?"
"I've noticed this, too; I have an idea if you are up to the task," said the minister. "Take this hat pin with you. From the pulpit, I can see when Mrs. Jones is sleeping, and I will motion to you. When I motion, you give her a good poke in the leg with the hat pin."
At church the following Sunday, Mrs. Jones dozed off. Noticing this, the minister put his plan to work. "And who made the ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mr. Jones.
"Jesus!" Mrs. Jones cried out as her husband jabbed her in the leg with the sharp hat pin.
"Yes! You are correct, Mrs. Jones!" came the ministers quick reply. Mrs. Jones then turned and glared angrily at her husband.
Soon Mrs. Jones again nodded off. The minister noticed. "Who is your redeemer?" he asked the
congregation, motioning to Mr. Jones.
"My God!' howled Mrs. Jones as she was stuck again with the pin.
"Right again!" bellowed the minister, a slight grin on his face. Mrs. Jones again gave her husband a really hard, threatening glare. Before long, though, she again nodded off to sleep. This time, however, the minister did not notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few hand gestures that Mr. Jones mistook as signals to sharply poke his wife with the hat pin again. The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore him his 99th son?"
Mrs. Jones jumped up and shouted: "You stick that thing in me just one more time, and I'll break it in half and shove it where the sun don't shine!"
And all the women in the congregation replied -- "Amen, sister!"
hi rella!!
what are you doing up so late? isn't it night where you are??
I thought I was the sleepless one !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
been listening to my DD's latest variety choir songs, very nice, of course !! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
hehehhehehehhe ROTFLMAO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> amen sister for sure!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
BTW, Neakbro is going to church today, whether he likes it or not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
now be gentle Neak ..
reassure him the building will NOT fall in on him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm almost certain its safe ... do you look good with a construction hat on? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, it was 11:15 p.m. when I posted that joke. I am a night owl - but, right now, I want to go back to bed......
- Have no milk
- Have no coffee
- 95 degrees expected today outside
- Need to do yard work
- Need to finish back to school shopping - yesterday's portion was $275. Haven't started shoes and clothing - just pens and paper and notebooks, etc. Should have everything for the whole year.
- Should eat some breakfast
- Have 3 - yup - three Powerpoint presentations to do for tomorrow. Tweaking sermon, doing announcements, doing songs. Baling out a guy who is too stressed out to see straight. Oh, and I am teaching Children's worship tomorrow....I think something is wrong w/ this picture.
- Need to work in house
- I want to take a nap
- Could go over there and watch Dr Who w/ son - some bonding time.
- I need domestic help/yard help/to be able to moderate my activities
rella
OZ male response to hot summer day = cold BEER
OZ female reponse to a hot summers day =
get up early to do washing
give male beer refills
sweep patio
give male beer refills
wash car
give male beer refills
make pot of tea for male
give male beer refills
get kids dressed in protective gear and insist on zinc on the nose
give male beer refills
clean house
give male beer refills
make beds
give male beer refills
go to shops to get paper & bread & milf so male can take paper off you to read it
give male beer refills
ask male what he would like for lunch
give male beer refills
BBQ steak on patio BBQ and broil while you stand next to flames
give male beer refills
clean plates
give male beer refills
clean BBQ
give male beer refills
when he complains about the beer being not cold enough smile at him in an appraising manner and think of Lorena Bobbit and a eight-inch carving knife and tell him your mother is coming over for the week.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Cinders,
God loves you, he'll help if you ask him to.
Announcing the birth of our 6th grandchild.
a boy -
8 lbs 3 oz.
19 in.
Large head.
Poor mother has many stiches, but overall she and baby are doing well.
Long labor T&L. My W said it was the most difficult she has seen. (Son asked her to come after it was apparent that it would be long, and difficult.) Of course, she has seen few compared to you.
DIL said the nurses were so kind, and helpful. I thought of you, and thanked God for you, and your "sisters" who care for those who need you.
Neak, if you have any problem with him, you can always rent the straight jacket that looks like a suit.
SS
well the party has died down to a dull roar, found out its recuits celebrating so there goes the night. Mikey is asleep, the dog is disgruntled, mum is dozing, the kids are out at a nightclub somewhere, its 3.00am and I'm going to bed.
but first SS
congrats and may all be well with your family and new grandchild.. number 6 huh? wow
My dad says it gives him a feeling of ... completion, of satisfaction and a lot of joy.
Mum says its almost like having kids all over again but this time she does not have to do all the pushing & pain, the nappies and looooooong nights, yeah tell me about it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Rella, Dont do too much in the heat its not good for you, and you have to ease off a bit or you'll end up a bit like.. well me, Concreting things all over the place <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
ok, now they are singing ... John Brown's Body??? no its not .. just the tune ..
Our Sergeant Major's got a crown upon his arm,
Our Sergeant Major's got a crown upon his arm,
Our Sergeant major's got a crown upon his arm,
And he thinks he's got it on his f** I can;t say that!!
now they are getting really rude <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
this is better ... ok no its not <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Pack up all your bags and kit,
Puckapunyal's up the sh*t,
Bye-bye Pucka.
Stew for breakfast, stew for tea,
No more bloody stew for me,(I hope they are saying that)
Bye-bye Pucka ( I think thats it)
No more hiking over bloody mountains,
We'll be drinking VB out of fountains,
No more blanco, no more brass,
You can shove them up your [censored],
Pucka, bye-bye.
I'm NOT repeating the last verse !!
inventive though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Where are my ear plugs <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Neak can we borrow TL to go tell them to go to bed please? that in charge nurse voice will get them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS, go yell at them or something ..... oh yeeah thats right, take a beer & join in, men! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW, I like to have a good time too, but not quite like that.
I figure as long as my W is working, I should be working, so I don't sit around and drink beer.
I doubt if Aussie does it like that when he's home ???
I realize the songs are all in fun.
You did make me laugh though, I admit that.
W is gone to DIL's house to clean, and wash the sheets before the mama, and baby come home.
I have the yard weeded, and watered. Roasted and skinned the peppers so we can make chile rellenoes for dinner. Talked to son for about an hour (the new dad, he seems happy.)
Now I should really clean up the spare bedroom we use as an office.
It's nice to get a little work done some times. When W is home, she is always dragging me off to the other room, and I can't ever get anything done.
Cool here today. Only 92F (33C)
usually it averages 105 to 110 in August (40 to 43 C)
I'll take it when I can get it.
I want to know now Neakbro did at church.
CC, what are Saturdays like for you?
Oh, and I almost forgot. Neak, how is Jen these days? Did Neaksis get home from her trip and did she have a good time? I can't believe she hasn't come and reported all about it.
I read the things you report on, and I hope your own health is holding up well, and that you continue to get stonger both emotionally, and physically. I know you have your own mom and dad to talk to, but I hope you don't mind if I tell you what my own dad told me once.
We were living in a small two bedroom apt, and trying to buy a house. Mom and dad were visiting, and I said something like "It will be so much better when we get in the house, we'll have more room, and life will be easier."
Dad listened to me, then he said this: "There is always something that we think will make life better.
When I graduate from HS.
When I get my degree.
When we get married.
When we get our house.
When the kids get older
When I retire
The trick is " he said, "to enjoy whatever you are doing, where ever you are, even when it's hard. If you have a good attitude, if you love your family, and spend time with them, you can be happy no matter what is going on."
I don't think he took into account something major like your spouse having an A, but he did mean all the rest with the house, and the septic system, and the kids being kids.
It seems to me that you already live life like this. I think you are on the right track. There are lots of hard parts, but the good is far more than the bad when you look back.
Thanks everyone for what you teach me, and the times when you make me laugh.
I'll go yell at them AW, maybe I can teach them some of MY songs. I have to have simple ones, so I can remember the words.
sung to the tune of "Onward Christian Soldiers."
Lord George knew my Father,
Father knew Lord George.
Lord George knew my Father,
Father knew Lord George.
Lord George knew my Father,
Father knew Lord George.
Lord George knew my Father
Father knew Lord George,
Lord George knew my Father
Father knew Lord George.
Lord George knew my Father
Father knew Lord George.
Lord George knew my Faaaather,
Faaaaather knew Lorrrrrrd George!
Did I get the that right ?
I'd have to sing it out loud to know.
Ok, where was I?
Oh yes, cleaning the office.
SS
Well, that song had a hook if any song ever did.
So, did father and LG know each other or did the know each other?
IN old England, you were proud if you were friends with someone important.
The song was about a common man who was friends with "Lord George." Probably someone important in the era when the song was made up.
I learned it as a song to teach Boy Scouts. One where they wouldn't forget the words from year to year at summer camp.
If you liked that one, I can teach you
"Mc Tavish is dead, and his brother don't know it"
It's just as bad, and about as easy to remember.
SS
OK.....
Got songs done....gotta do interval slides....and announcements. Got sermon tweaked. except for some bad photo choices minister made. But they aren't mine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi everyone!
Hectic saturday, not much fun. I'm not in the mood for children's birthday parties...
But the cake looked good
Congratulations on the new grandson!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I chose my suitcase just now, and sort of filled it up, but I can't find a pair of shorts!
I have 4 days to find them.
Tax holiday weekend here - taking son to buy shoes and a pair or two of slacks....
Pray for me......
This is always so hard. One day, hopefully, he will do this more willingly.
hi TL, Neak & neaksis & neakbro!! have I forgotten a neak or two? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
cc & ss & rella hi there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
well the party went on past 4.00am so we all slept in to ... ready for it ... 10am !!! Now for some reason Mum & I are feeling sooooo guilty. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
the young lovers are having none of those problems however <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I really dont feel well this morning, ok last few mornings... I think I need to check my sugar levels might be really high again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I get to spit up breaky when this happens
and whats with sinus in winter?? not enough rain too much dust.
neak how r you these days? really I mean ... wordsmith who artfully changes subject mmmmmm?
well off to 11.30 mass with my troop of ragtail family and then off to do my few hours at the youth careers expo giving advice to the "they who know it all" 15/17 yr olds ..lol .. about how to get into apprentiships, traineeships and higher "lernin" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mum says it will be good training for when Mikey gets there as I'll forget it all by then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> thanks mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
He survived - got his shoes, sat down, came and found me periodically and whined about first one thing then another, got told a few times to sit down and be quiet. He finally got the message. Then he found me one more time, was in a better mood, and held the stash while I shopped. He even said it was ok if I bought d two pairs and he only got one.
I got 4 pairs of athletic shoes for under $100. Some were on sale and I paid in two checks making each purchase slightly over $50 so I could use my two $10 off a $50 purchase.
I was so happy.
Son was in good mood when we left.
All is well in the world.
Got home and found daughter home from her stint as catering server - she brought me a steamed lobster tail but I just finished fast food fish dinner. So, for tomorrow, I have great yummy lunch!
Children leave tomorrow to go w/ dad for a week - doing a trip to St Louis. I get a week home w/ the animals.
I get a week home w/ the animals.
You have more sons we didn't know about?
SS
Nah - just Prince CatLover and Princess TalksWithHerHands
Then there are the furry daughters:
Zoe - the miracle dog
Calla - the reclusive black cat
Cookie - the talkative calico cat
None of the animals (furry kind) has a tail longer than 4 inches.
It's a rare treat to get to hold Calla. She used to not be so reclusive. You can never make an appt to take her to the dr. She is too good at hiding.
At lest you won't be by yourself.
BTW, I was just teasing about boys - we have 4 sons. Sometimes you wonder. (When in the teen years)
SS
Sometimes you wonder before the teen years. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
BTW, I never get offended by references to the Dervish as animalian. It seems so natural, somehow.
Well, I have been reading, but not much time for posting.
AW, I am pretty well, occasionally flaring with dissatisfaction over fairly small stuff, but we've been working it out well and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> even talking about it. Still feeling the sting of the C a bit, seems like the more time goes by it takes less to set me back for longer, but as long as AJ is contented to be a "broke" but devoted and pampered husband, and not a spoiled rich boy toy, that's ok with me.
Yesterday was interesting.
The Dervish helped me make ootmeal for breakfast, and now wants to fix it for every meal, "since you show me how to make ootmeal".
Neakbro dawdled and dragged his feet so badly that we had to wait at the car rental place for 1/2 hr before he even showed up to drop off the car, and we made it just in time for potluck. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I was not even in time to do special music AFTER the sermon.
Potluck was good, so that was something.
Also, at one point early in the morning, I caught the Dervish quietly watching Home Alone. Now that is not something we would ever watch on Sabbath, and I'm sure that those of you with different religious beliefs, or even no religious beliefs at all, would understand why I would NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER want the Dervish to watch that particular movie, no matter WHICH day of the week it was.
In fact, I'm sure he is out building "fraps" as we speak.
So he got in "frubble".
I talked to Neaksis for a little while yesterday. She has left Flard's house (with him) and was spending the night at Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument. Tonight she will stay with Grandma again, and come home tomorrow morning.
When I stopped by her house, an army of ants about 6 wide was marching all through her pantry. I don't think she has much cereal left, but her sugar seemed ok. They were also getting into the freezer and perishing in piles.
I weedeated the front of the house Friday, out by the road, so our house is looking more reputable again. Mr. Computer is getting ready to go out and weedeat some more.
Today maybe we can go to the zoo and see Wild Things. Help me remember I am out of bread.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Time to go, the Dervish is out in the kitchen, "I MAKING OOTMEAL! MOMMY, I MAKING OOTMEAL!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I have created a monster.
Snickering here in the south!
ROTFLMAO
I just love the Dervish !! OOTMEAL COOKIE MONSTER <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Its so much more fun to laugh at the kitchen antics when its not YOUR monster and YOUR kitchen hehehehhehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
All I know is he'd better not make more in the morning, cuz we still have enough leftovers for another brekky. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Poor AJ is still fretting about his FOO-trouble, understandably so. I told him what nice sympathy he had gotten here, and even left the page conveniently open so he could see it, but he didn't pay attention to what it was and closed it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So I think I will send it to him in an email (he leaves in a few hours), as he will really benefit from reading it.
Whoever said his family might be jealous of my family and the close bond (that includes him), would be interested to know that tonight he was wondering the same thing. It wouldn't explain it entirely, but it could have contributed to making it worse.
Oh, and he reminded me what had finally brought him to hang up on his mother in their little conversation the other day. She started to bring up a whole new diatribe about Neaksis, the poor innocent wittle bunny wabbit, and how SHE hadn't made them feel welcome, either.
AJ cut her off, said he would not listen to anything at all about Neaksis, said he loved her (his mother, not Neaksis <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), and hung up. And told those of us with his cell phone number not to give it to any of the rest of his family. (2 brothers have it, and that is all.)
And that is what I forgot to tell Neaksis the other day when she asked me about it. Imagine how diverted she will be when she finds out that she, personally, was a part of this!
Must go to bed, and leave time for one teeny weeny post on my own thread.
Families can be strange Neak thats for sure.
Sometimes they can actually resent you being happy and independant.
I've got good news. I got a letter from Aussie!!
I'm reading it slowly.
Very much all over the place and he sounds so tired so that probably accounts for it.
Just having a little sniffle or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
{{{{{{{{{{{{{AW & the rest of Mum's clan}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
Neaksis is coming home today!
Thanks [[[[neak]]]]!!
a big welcome home hug for [[[[[[neaksis]]]]]] hope the trip was great and all worked out ok.
I folded over a part of the letter 'cause <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
and let DD read it and mum of course ..... you can guess who peaked at the folded part <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I do hope neakbro is getting all in his life together as he seems such a gentle soul. I can see the desire for happiness for him from you all. I'll say a pray for him and neaksis too ... neaksis let see .. nice blue eyed man who wants to commit.
ok any eye colour will do.
maybe I should be careful here, every time I pray for a nice man for someone they turn out to be soldiers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
ok Lord, EXCEPT soldiers & service men please.
Now no one can blame me if she finds a man in uniform one of these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
(((AW)))
(((Neak)))
(((everyone else)))
Well, Neak, you remember we were talking last night about whether or not something was a coincidence, or maybe I was reading too much into it? Well, it isn't, and I wasn't. Still a mystery why, though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Hello to everyone. I've been working myself to not-quite-death lately and only have time to read. Signed papers on the house loan Friday; should have money by next Monday at the latest. We have 2 years to sell that house before the payments go up by $1000/month, which means we need to get Neaksis' house fixed and sold, Neak moved out, and Neaksis-the-human-whirlwind into Neak's current house to whip it into shape for sale in a timely fashion. Neaksis makes me tired. She has my mother's organizational skills to the nth degree. I'm not sure OK is the best place to move, but it sure looks like we're headed somewhere! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well tl glad to see you living & breathing and sounding ok as a person whos working so hard can sound <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
OMG I'm sounding as wordy as mum. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
someone shoot me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
mum said to say 'ho' to all, I think she was watching some US tv police show and and has got a wee bit mixed up lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'll explain it nicely to her when she has really dug herself a nice deep hole heheheheheheh ok I wont be that much a stirrer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
mum has been very very busy sitting with dad through Vietnam vets stuff. Has been a bit hard for her and I was so surprised to learn she said she felt so bitter over the years that dad was so removed emotionally from us all. I guess I've known nothing else & just thought that was dad.
As kids dad was just , well, dad.
I mean I thought his almost embarassed way of showing affection to us kids was just normal for blokes of his era & upbringing. Some of mums stories of the 60's & 70's really didn't make me or my sisters think about the how NOT 60's & &70's dad was/is.
I don't know why I didn't see his behaviour and Aussies behaviour as being so similar. Strange that.
Anyway I think shes learning more than she wants to and is so quiet. That usually means shes sick or upset. I might ask Janie to talk to her, Janie is the oldest and is so calm nothing ever seems to put her out of sorts. (don't you just HATE that lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
well we shall see what we shall see out of this.
sort of cute to see them quickly letting go of their hands when we watch them come out of the RSL Club though lol pfft:
hey its our national cenus tonight so I had to fill out heaps of stuff on work, childcare, family, etc etc. why?
well apparently its important to know that there were approximately 350,000 more single females aged 18 yrs or older than single males ..what the??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Finished editing at last, and sent the shortened version along. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Finished editing at last, and sent the shortened version along.
Yaaaaaaaayyyy !!!
Maybe you won't have to answer to "NUTSO" for a while.
Hi Everyone !!!
SS will be gone on business. Should be back online next Monday. Maybe tomorrow morning before we leave if I am caught up on my work.
AW,
it's interresting to read about your Mum, and dad. Real life touches us all, doesn't it.
CINDERELLA -
You still haven't told us why you got upset at the diplomat.
Or if you did, I was asleep that day.
Is this ongoing, or a one time thing?
Come on, spill the beans........
If you already told us, and I missed it, forgive me. I only caught one little sentence about it, and that was incomplete.
T&L gets the cryptic writer award for today.
Well, Neak, you remember we were talking last night about whether or not something was a coincidence, or maybe I was reading too much into it? Well, it isn't, and I wasn't. Still a mystery why, though.
I suspect this DOES NOT concern the dervrish.
T&L,
Has the medicine helped? Are you feeling better?
Does your chewing gum loose it's flavor on the bedpost overnight? Was it really Col. Mustard, in the study, with the lead pipe?
Stay tuned for these, and other answers ......
Now back to T&L.
SS
Oh - and HI CC, the world traveler. Let us know how it's going.
I said something he disagreed w/. He had different perspective. He spoke to me dictatorially, in a loud manner, and waved his finger in my face - in public.
And do you know what importance this topic will have in the future of our lives....?
It was about Zidane (the French soccer player) and his statement that he was making that day.
T&L gets the crptic writer award for today.
Yes, I guess I do. In fact, I was
so cryptic that Neak didn't know what I was talking about either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I guess I'm going to have to quit talking to her on my way home from work, first thing in the morning--before the sunshine of comprehension peeks over the horizon of her memory. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Cinderella--this is a
diplomat? The world is doomed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
TNL - It was totally unlike any other behaviour I have seen from him. He was preoccupied - and I was in vacation mode. He was hyper-focused on his goal and I was strolling.
I still haven't talked to him about it.
I've been nursing it for a month.
I guess I will speak up this weekend - right now he is away from home travelling w/ his son, touring colleges. This is not the time to talk about it.
It was totally unlike any other behaviour I have seen from him.
Either you've finally seen his true self, or he was having a "bad diplomat" day?
What's your take on it?
My W's husband can be out of sorts like that some days. Sometimes I wonder what she sees in him. Glad she hasn't dumped him though.
SS
You know, I don't think it is his real self - but this is a very long distance relationship. So I don't see his day to day behaviour. It has, though, given me pause to think.
Hello all from AWSMUM
been away with the faries in the bottom of the garden with grumpy. very surreal for this old chick. Maybe I'll say more when my ol head has got itself around all the things we have talked about.
I may pretend to acknowledge nothing of course
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
aw is over with a bunch of wives whose husbands left today for Afghanistan. About 150 or so more men were sent along with some more SASR.
I cannot but help compare then (Vietnam) with now in some ways. Not as hopeless or meaningless perhaps, though I dare say a mother or widow may disagree. But its what we have and what we face isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
tl you know now that we just HAVE to know what you were talking about don't you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> of course all the others were just too polite to ask <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
of course only if its for general audiences <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
rella, I would only say that my years have shown me that when you mix some people (men <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) and sport its like you have entered another world altogether.
They will argue with you, their best mates, kids, boss, you name it, when 'their' team and heroes are challenged - oh and they will ignore you too -
what would you like for dinner? ugg grunt!
of course I know the men on MB would never be like that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
so tell me, how have you all been, whats going on? wheres the good news? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We may be going on the truck with AJ for a coupla days, if Neaksis is able to keep Grandpa for us. (3 kids and GP in a truck with the 2 of us is 2 much.)
So I am rushing through my chores, which woulda hafta been done anyway.
The cryptic message refers to Mom's concern that someone from here (MB, not the FHP aisle) may not be comfortable speaking to her any more. If that was the case she would feel very badly, as she has enjoyed her conversations with that person very much.
We did not have ootmeal for breakfast. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
This morning Mr. Computer told me with concern that there were "particles" in his urine. I am dying to know what Discovery Channel program brought on that little fit of hypochondriasis. Neaksis, have you been letting him watch "Mystery Diagnosis" again?
Sunshine of comprehension: <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />. I had already been up for 1 1/2+ hours when you talked to me. Likely I only had book on the brain, and at least I remembered once you reminded me.
Must run and get ready. Mom, are you off tonight?
Everyone else, if I go I will send messages, kinda sorta e-postcards. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS, I just saw I did not yet congratulate you on your new grandchild.
And CC, did you every find your shorts? Or was that sheets? SMML - short term memory loss... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
No, I am not off tonight. What a silly question! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Am I supposed to come by on my way to work? Let me know early so I can plan for it.
t&l
No, we're just plotting the future of the Boy Without a Family.
He will either go on the truck with me, or perhaps stay the night in the backyard. Neaksis said if he was very good, she might consent to share some bedding with him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So it doesn't seem like I am trying to steal the Cryptic Award from Mom, let me just explain that Mr. No-eyebrowswhohaseyebrowsnow is learning the semi-not-too-hard way what it is like to be a foster child. Violence is not acceptable.
Right now Neaksis is in town with my 3 (and Apperbaby, her darling little respite foster baby) and I have her 3.
Oh, it was funny. All the kids had fallen asleep here, including Apper, so she left them and went home to sleep with the pooches she claims are not spoiled, after assuring me that Apper would sleep all night.
So she was probably a little surprised to hear from me at 2:15 am, to ask if his bottle were over here somewhere. Turned out he had chucked it overboard, and it took me a while to find it. But at least she and I were able to share the moment together. *snicker*
To my credit, had I found the bottle easily, I would have resisted the urge to call her.
Don't take him in the truck with you. That's too much like a reward. Let him be a leperous pariah on his own home turf. Besides, I already explained to Neaksis that since she was sleeping at YOUR house, he wasn't actually coming home, so it didn't count that he'd be in the same house with her.
t&l
P.S. Is he sorry yet? Wait, I take that back. He's sorry all right--I KNOW that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> As in, "What a sorry human being..." What I meant is, is he regretful? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Maybe not regretful enough, but I'm trying to help the process along. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Now we are not going after all, so the issue is moot.
His delivery date turned out to be Friday instead of tomorrow, and I need to be here Friday to pick up his paycheck. (Translated: spend all his money before he gets back.)
Apper and Neaksis are both taking a cute little nap.
Mr. NEWHEN (though still a pariah) did quite a lot of cleaning as atonement, so he gets to sit with the rest of his non-family and watch a movie for a little while. I'm sure he'll be crushed that he has to stay at the Horrid House for another night, but hopefully it will be good for him.
He had to make some more revisions to his No More Violence Plan, when less than an hour after claiming it was finished, socked his brother in the stomach. So I sent him back to the drawing board, saying clearly his Plan needed more work!
And I got an email back from the editor guy, thanking me for the revisions. He said he has spent the last week at some conventions, will be back in the office tomorrow, and that most of the applicable employees for the committe will be back Monday, and they will start working on things then.
He also said he saw the other book for the first time, and now really wants to read it, and that he thinks his daughters will like it, too.
What a nice man! You can say what you like about editors, and the editing process in general, but flattery works for me every time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My chickadees are off to St Louis w/ dad, stepmom, and her gd. School starts for d on monday and for s on Thursday. Where did the summer go?
rella
are you off for a short holiday while your chicks are away or is it just work work work?
Our school holidays are now the same as Uni, 2 weeks in May/April, 2 weeks in June, 2 weeks in October & 8 weeks in Dec/Jan
TL how are you these days? busy at work still? hope things are ok for you and that the money for the sewer is ready to go so you can finally put that issue away.
Neak, no trip now? oh well thats too bad, or is it good from the point of view of not having to unload the truck?? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
ss & CC hows things with you guys?
Mum is already asleep, DD is at Teaching Hospital tonight doing the night shift in the ER, watching & perhaps helping under direction. An experience I am sure.
me, I'm here resting my way too busy mind from the all the stress at work. I'm doing a structural review of the branch, writing up new operating policies for the non government sector and filling in for the Ministerial officer who is in hospital. time management ..whats that?
why can't I have one job.. stay at home mum!! someone email aussie and tell him .. mum? tl? neak? lol
chicken thats all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
All in favor of AW as a SAHM say "aye"!
Neak: Aye!
Down Under Concrete and Brick Supply: AYE!!!!!!!!!!!
I found the shorts!!!! and nearly ready to leave.
Unfortunately, if travel lately has been hassle, as from today it's going to get much worse....
Just get to the airport really early, and take a big drink before you board the plane.
Have a wonderful trip! Will you be out of touch while you're gone?
unfortunately I can't get to the airport early because DD has a test so we'll be lucky if we get there 2 hours before the flight. the good thing is that this is such a small place that it's not that serious to be late... (we have only 1 gate!!!!!!)
And I doubt the trip will be wonderful, but there's a first time for everything!!!!
I will be connected as usual, as soon as I get to USA or recover my lap top because according to what I'm hearing on TV they won't let me carry it on. I hope they'll let me take a book.
Working all week. Haven't done much around house and I really, really needed to do so.
Storming so bad tonight that I didn't go to my mom's as was planned. Got soaked getting from car into house - 4 feet between doors. It got worse after I got in. Calming down now.
hi ya guys
cc hope your flight is not too long and you have a nice trip back to the states.
rella we rarely get wet days like those, we usually have hot days where you can open the front foot, put a sausage on BBQ fork and hold it out in the sun to cook, then turn it over to do the other side <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> skin cancer capital of the world, no ozone layer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> better than snow I think lol
Neak Concrete & brick co ha!! I don't do bricks!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> but I am doing a steel framed wall and plex windows .. why ????
because I can!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
But I need 3 doors though ... 2 double glass sliding doors plus 1 french door, but I have to take the glass out of one side of my big bay windows to convert to french doors ... won't Aussie be surprised <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
ummm can I come stay for a week or two if hes less than happy? please with suger on it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I think I'm joking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You may come to my house. My d would love it, for an American teenager, I think she does a pretty good Australian accent. You would give her a chance to practice up.
Deal rella!! lol
Put a prawn on the Barbie (BBQ that is NOT the doll hehehehe)
And just think ... when I have finished the new back room I have the WHOLE front yard to play with
**************** CONCRETE *******************
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AW, last night I dreamed we visited you and A2. I'm just glad I didn't dream the flight with the kids. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
did we have fun and go fishing and swimming and have midnight BBQ's with wine and coolers? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I thought so .... thats why I was aching all over today and and trouble getting up for work!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
but glad you didn't take the kids after the news!!! yikes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Well, for a while we just sat around and hugged each other and cried because we were so happy to see each other. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Then the men took Mikey in the buggy to get a car wash at this fun, kid friendly place, almost like an amusement park ride, but the vehicles came out clean at the end of it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And A2, on behalf of the government, gave me a 1/4 tank of gas to thank me for the many errands I had run for the military while waiting for Mumsclan to arrive. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
How I flew my car over, too, is beyond me.
The other funny thing was that we had been talking to Aussie for a while before you got there, and I was so excited to meet you that I leaped in and hugged you before realizing that, just perhaps, I ought to give your own husband a chance, also. (You had not seen him for many months.)
So anyway, it was nice ta meetcha.
And everybody else that I didn't dream about (yet), I still adore you just as much, and would never deliberately play favorites.
I think my brain just realized that, like Believer's XOW, I really really needed the extra gas.
This was not a dream. I felt very smug this morning when I tiptoed out and busted Val as she was about to steal cookies from me. (I fell asleep without locking up last night.) Some of the edge was taken off my smugness after I found that almost a whole package of cookies was already gone, plus part of another. And I know 5 little kids who are not going to get dessert for a while.
And I know 4 little kids who are grounded from TV. Yesterday we had to give the truck a jump start before AJ could leave with Mr. Computer, and the extension cord was missing. I finally traced it from a plug in the wall, to out back where the little trailer is.
The last 20 feet it was cleverly concealed under a thin layer of strewn grass, and was attached to a small TV and VCR.
They tried to say they shouldn't be in as much trouble, because they hadn't been able to figure out yet how to make it work, but I didn't buy into it. So they are all off TV. Maybe forever. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> All except for Val and her younger brother.
Well, I'd better get busy. I've been sitting here typing to fill in the cracks between having to help AJ get going again - his truck is broken down in Oregon as of last night, and I had to arrange a car rental so he can drive 2 hrs away to get the part he needed for the shop to fix it, since they didn't have anyone available to drive over and get it for him. So he and Mr. C will probably be gone all weekend, and deliver in WA on Monday.
He was fortunate to be able to trade loads with another driver last night, so his load, which was due in Portland at 8am, still made it, and the other driver's open-ended delivery is now with him.
So we shall see.
Guess what a co worker asked me to bring back from USA?
Noni Juice!!!!! and she had a whole brochure about it.
I've heard it's amazing stuff. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well of cours eit all depends if Aussie had a shower or not BEFORE he hugged me... otherwise you can go first ..hehehehhe
sometimes you dont take those uniforms off they wash away in the warm water <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
glad to see we had fun though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
poor Aj stuck in the outback ... been there a few times with the kids when they were small, a bit worrying but usually I had parts in the boot or I could wave down a car to send out the Police or someone from civilisation. In the bush you gotta be friendly lol
you just have to see this site ...
http://nonidownunder.com/ hehehehhehe
not everyone has a fruit to add to their resume!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
shhhhhhhhhhhhhh mikeys asleep I'm going to sneak into bed night night all...Neak hope AJ gets all going ok ... hugs to all
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, it's 6 hrs later. 6:30 p.m. here so it should be about time for someone to get up or to get home from work - whatever.
AW, I knew where to put those shrimp. The Outback Steakhouse restaurants here have 'Shrimp on the Barbie' as an appetizer but not as an entree. I think they missed the boat. Grilled shrimp is always a good idea. But, can't you just imagine a Barbie w/ shrimp skewered up on her limbs. Could they stick them on her chest portruberances (is that a real word?)? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Neak may have a fruit named after her but I have aircraft named for me. Some folks call me JET. J & E from the halves of my first name and T is the first letter of my last name. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
When Neak gets pregnant, she gets really, really pregnant. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I gave her the nickname of Protrubera Blossom, as she, um, flowered. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l, the soon-to-be-comatose
kind of like this line from a song:
June is bustin' out all over...
June better get another dress.
I don't know if those were published lyrics or some parody of a standard song. Maybe a Kate Smith song. Or Ethel Merman.
Q: How many animals can you fit into a pair of pantyhose?
Now, think about it......
Ready?
ARE YOU SURE???
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Answer:
10 little piggies
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
2 calves,
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
1 [censored],
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
and an unknown number of hares.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Now I bet you didn't know that!
hiya JET!! lol
liked the joke.
tl I know how neak must feel , I seem to ... ah .. expand all over when P. I mean ALL over .... its like having a shopping trolley front & rear only without the wheels ..I hope Neak doesn't have to spend like the next 2 years losing it all as well. ok 4 years
MUM shush up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
just can't resist can she? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
well back to, oh! oh! I finished the soak wells, digging through that @#&%$$#@@ clay was NOT fun. Now onto the back channel with tape measure and cutting wheels and tec screws and rivet guns ..... fun stuff!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Wheres my phone call, thats what I want to know!! He is overdue and probably forgotten he was supposed to ring us on Friday night. I mean its not like he has to pay STD charges is it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm going to use his power tools just for that .. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Go! Use his tools! The power ones! That's what he gets for not calling! For not being there! If he were home you could use his tool - he could use his tool.....uh, I just better quit and go to bed......
UH OH! I'm in big trouble....doing songs for church on Sunday. Power point presentation. The contrast of the projected white background w/ black notes and words bothers my eyes. I'm going to reformat the slides so that it is just ever so slightly gray background. See if that improves it.
After I do all this work, it better look better.
If not, I've lost hours doing useless work.
Hours.
There are 98 slides in the presentation.
Thanks to the widespread distribution of camera phones, hardly a kid can have
A Bad Day any more without it being recorded for posterity, shown to mocking family and friends, and posted on the internet for all to see.
Guess life on the truck isn't all fun and games.
Has someone had an "incident"? Someone we know?
I'm warning you right now that I'm confiscating all your cell phones on the spot, the instant somebody turns on their cameras around me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Having said that, however, his pictures were pretty doggone funny! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Won't he be excited to find out that he's famous? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Believer, which works better for you---mid-October or mid-November? I think mid-November is better for me, since it gives me more time to save money, but mid-October would work too. I think...
This is NOT fair........something is going on and we are only half informed! At least I am only half-informed.
Well, it didn't look like he did anything regretable. What was the 'bad' thing? What made it a bad day?
T&L - Towards the end of November, I'm planning to go to Mexico again, I think. I'm the Godmother to a baby who will be born then. I can hardly wait.
October is still warm here to go to the beach. November is cold. But it is up to you.
Took my mother to the Tomato Festival today. Met a woman who teaches Hooping lessons.....as in hula hoop. Her custom wrapped hoops start at $25 and the size and weight of the hoop you need depend on your size.
Mr. C says he was merely sleepy and not upset..... *raised eyebrow emoticon*
Ha, I say. Double Ha. Mr. Computer has been known at times to raise pouting and whining to an art form. During these "charming" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> life moments, one of his least favorite responses is to be laughed at, and having his picture taken so that the folks at home can laugh at him long-distance was bound to pinch. Yes-s-s-s-s!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
In case nobody's ever noticed, I am so not a blindly-doting grandmother. Grandma don't put up with no crapsie-wapsie! Ever. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Don't even think it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, Gell darling, if you see this I just wanted you to know that my patient tonight shares a name with you, and I have absolutely, positively been able to refrain from telling her that her name "is French for 'that stupid dog.'" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm having one of those "charming" life moments right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
no phone call, no contact but on the bright side I have been hitting the punching bag very well since Friday <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
well all I can say is he had better be in some minor trouble , not too much mind, just a bit, like a flat tyre on the way back to the rest area or something. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Oops better watch it, TL might ground me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> or mum may just nag me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I have to just give you this quote ... from an interview this weekend with our Defence Minister, the same bloke who is trying to get 15 yr olds to sign up in trade jobs 'as a start'!!
I always think that the ADF offers a world a delicious employment opportunities for a whole range of people. We're encouraging young people, even people looking for a second career, ...............
I bet 'someones' kids never get even NEAR a recruiting office!!
bah humbug!!
I'm just a cynic I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> awsmum
Sounds like AW needs to put the DM's face on that old punching bag.
Hope that man is back in touch soon!
My 13yo son had a pouting attack in Target today. And he could get a job as a professional scowler. So, he was standing by our cart and scowling. I looked at him and did the best I could to match his expression. It was funny. He stood there scowling until it looked like he nearly laughed - then I burst out laughing.
I bet he could teach Mr C a thing or two.
Scowl
Whine
Pout
Mutter
He has all the tricks down to a science.
GACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Keep those two away from each other. They might compare notes...and refine their techniques! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Plus, tell your scowler it could be worse. He could have his picture taken on someone's cell phone and posted on the internet, for international exposure and amusement! Why limit himself to the chance passerby at Target? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
"If they did they'd have that cell phone up their bu##."
That was his disrespectful, 13yo reply.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I have tried to raise him to know and do better than that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Tell him I want to know which army is going to help him put it there...because he's going to need one if he tries! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And, he'd need more than the FRENCH Army, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Really, sometimes I think he will be the death of me.
I was going to ask if anything was sillier than a 13-year old, but now that I think about it, I think 12, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, and possibly 19, 20, and 21 could give 13 a good stiff run for its money! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hola, Lady Clueless. Where you bean? Peru, I guess. (Lima, to be precise) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
tl so true!!! lol
Bad attitudes, scowling, talking back, oh the joys of parenting .... and I get to do it ALL over again ... how lucky is that!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I loved ignoring the drama they made of it though ... it used to drive them crazy when I didn't react to the bad temper or smart comments ... DD says it was SO frustrating when she trying so hard to be a little cow <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
though it was hard at times I have to admit..especially when they did something stupid enough to get them hurt if things had gone the wrong way. I never have cut the apron strings ...ok I admit it!! there happy? lol I've just got very long extension cords <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
speaking of which , no word from the wastes of that place over there ... the news shows it very busy in the office unfortunately so I'm sad to say hes probably way to busy for chit chat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Be nice if no one showed up for appointments though
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Yo soy bean.
AW, sounds like it's time for another little ladies plotting session. Seems like nothing brings that fella out of the woodwork faster!
So who's going to break his leg first? Me me me!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And Neaksis, is your phone working? It was busy all evening after you left, and now it just rings and rings.
I will break his trigger finger.
I can't believe Neak Sis hasn't told us about her trip.
What's up with that?
Hope everyone is well, and happy. Or happy if you are not well. Or well, if you aren't happy.
If you are well, but not happy, repent.
SS
Big thunderstorm overhead.
Goodnight!
I love storms. Its just magical to sit & watch the lightening strike and the great streams of dark cloud come pouring in especially when we had the farm.
I sat on the verandha when the kids were asleep or huddled inside watching the idiot box while I just enjoyed Gods own show.
From the hill you could see it come in over the ocean and see the flash of light within the clouds and the thunder could shake the house. set the dogs howling, and the kids came arunning lol. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We've had 3 days like that now but it doesn't feel the same in the city. Its just rain. Which we need desperately by the way.
we had about an inch & a bit of rain last 2 days and there is a 50:50 chance for above average seasonal rainfall. Probably two late for the farmers. I'd love to go down to Granddads farm and have good poke around in the paddocks ... see it must be true ... you can take the girl out of the country but you can't take the country out of the girl!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak and kids have all gone on a long-distance haul with AJ to Washington state. They'll be back in a couple of days, and what does anyone want to bet that by the time Neak gets back that truck cab will seem awfully closed in and confining, what with all those kids! (By then the 3 of them will seem like 300! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />)
t&l
oh yes
that brings back memories of those long long looooonnnnng trips we took with Mum & Dad to Pops farm, the 3000 miles to the Eastern States, and misc holidays ...just think parents plus 1 boy and 3 girls in one car .... I spy with my little eye something beginning with A ...????
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Just have to show you this pic of Mikey! I had to get a friend to come over with a camera as theres something wrong with mums ... dad tried to use it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> .... so now it doesn't work.
Anyway I wanted to send a nice pic to Aussie so I dressed him up the cheerful chubby little laughing boy lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mikey - pic for his Dad
What an adorable little boy, AW! You only thought he was big when he was born!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So, I think I missed something. Do we know what the WhiteGloveLady ever decided?
Cinderella dear, now I think I missed something... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Who is the WhiteGloveLady and why do we care what she thinks?
Believer, I still have your email address from last year when Dillon died. I'd like to talk to you about October. Do you mind if I email you directly?
cc46 is in the continental US. She SAYS she's wearing the shirt I got her. We should make her take a picture of her torso to prove it, since I'm thinking she still wants her head to be incognito.
Lady C--how's the business going? I always wanted my own business, but was always too busy working to develop one successfully. Besides, there IS something to be said for a steady paycheck. (It comes day after tomorrow!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />)
SS, I'm signed up for my class and ready to make plane reservations. Is your wife still up for an invasion?
My loan money came today, but the doofus delivery guy didn't deliver it because "the house looked too rural." It's in a housing development, for Pete's sake, even if it's in a rural area. They say they'll re-deliver tomorrow. First thing I'm doing is paying a retainer to the attorney who will go after the people who caused all this mess, to try and recoup the many 1000's of dollars their screwup has cost me. I work with his wife, and he's my good friend, too, so I know he'll give me his best shot. Still, I'm really sick of the whole thing, and can't wait for it to be over.
Well, I got a surprise night off tonight...once I found out all that money had arrived, and they offered me a cancel night, I decided to take it and a vacation day instead of going into work. I'm off to bed and it's not even 10PM. How odd is THAT? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Yes, AD, Neak's mother occasionally takes a day off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Subject: The IRS Audit
The IRS decided to audit Ralph, and summoned him to
the local IRS office. The IRS auditor was not surprised
when Ralph showed up with his attorney.
The auditor began with, "Well, sir, you have an extravagant
lifestyle and no full-time employment, which you explain by
saying that you win all of your money by gambling. I'm not
sure the IRS finds that believable."
"I'm a great gambler, and I can prove it," replied Ralph.
"How about a little demonstration?"
The auditor thought for a moment then said, "Okay. Go ahead."
Ralph said, "I'll bet you a thousand dollars that I can bite my own eye."
The auditor thought a moment and replied, "No way! It's a bet."
So Ralph removed his glass eye and bit it.
The auditor's jaw dropped.
Next, Ralph said, "Now, I'll bet you two thousand dollars that I can bite my other eye."
The auditor could see it was obvious Ralph wasn't blind, so he took the bet. Whereupon, Ralph removed his dentures and "bit" his good eye.
The stunned auditor realized he had just wagered and lost three grand with Ralph's attorney as a witness, and he began to get a little nervous.
"Want to go for double or nothing?" Ralph asked. "I'll bet you six thousand dollars that I can stand on one side of your desk, and pee into that wastebasket on the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in between."
The auditor, twice burned, was really cautious now, but he looked carefully at the situation and decided that there was no way this guy could manage a stunt like that, so he agreed to the wager.
Ralph stood beside the desk and unzipped his pants, but although he strained mightily, he just couldn't make the stream reach the wastebasket on the other side of the desk, which meant he pretty much urinated all over the IRS official's desk. The auditor leaped with joy, realizing that he had just turned a major loss into a huge win. Meanwhile, Ralph's attorney moaned and put his head between his hands.
"Are you okay?" the auditor asked.
"Not really," answered the attorney. "This morning, when Ralph told me he'd been summoned for an audit, he bet me twenty thousand dollars that he could come in here and pee all over an IRS official's desk and that you'd be real happy about it."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
LOL, t&l, you've just set a record for foot in mouth.
We care about the WGL because she's the one who decides if Kimmy and Wookie get custody of the babies and two of my very favourite posters (married to each other and they don't post (much) anymore) work for the IRS.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> KiwiJ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> How was I supposed to know? Does the social worker really wear white gloves, or is it just an expression representative of the thoroughness of the examination a white gloved lady could do to check out the quality of a maid's housecleaning work. White gloved ladies wouldn't have white gloves very long at my house, I'm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> to admit. As far as the IRS joke, I couldn't resist it when it was sent to me. Even my husband laughed--no mean feat! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If you want to go for a three-fer I've got one about lawyers I haven't posted yet, and there's also a tiny bit of foot room left in my mouth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'd chat longer, but after ingesting all these toejams, I'm ready for some bread (probably toest) and peanut butter to make a more complete meal! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LOL, t&l, I was sort of kidding with you.
No, she doesn't really wear white gloves. That's just Kimmy's way of saying she's doing a very thorough check of both houses. She's from social services.
You employed a euphemism. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> How nice. Personally, if I were employing anything myself, I'd rather it be a maid, a gardener, and a general handyman. Don't have so much use for an employed euphemism, on any sort of regular basis, but you employed yours nicely. My English teacher parents would've been proud of you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Don't you wonder what she'll think about those white gloves after she gets lice in them visiting VD's house? I'd think, just off the top of my head, that something like that would be a very black mark on somebody's social services record. At least you'd HOPE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Euphamism, simile, metaphor - they are all music to my ears.
I always wanted to be an English teacher and was encouraged by everyone but didn't think I could stand up in front of a class.
Kinda funny because occasionally I have to stand up in front of and speak to 300 university students sitting in a tiered lecture theatre (not as an academic but to pass out evaluation forms and boring stuff like that) and I have no problem with it whatsoever.
hiya guys!
work just sucks thats all I say!! Takes me away from Mikey time!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I think Aussie & I will POJA this one .. I suppose he actually HAS to be here for that to happen? I can't stand in for him can I? I'm almost sure we could come to a happy decision <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Kimmy will stand in for her bro won't you hun? Or Neak ? someone?
and I still have no phone call!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
anyway I do so hope for the kids that Kimmy & Wookie get the poor kids ... sadly I have no faith in 'the system' having been part of it. But I'm not talking about that or I'll get upset.
any way a few prayers won't go astray.
Hey DD got her 'real' ring today. Its so lovely, a heart shaped gold design with 8 small diamonds running around the heart and a diamond in the centre of the heart shape.
I think they took a second mortgage out on OUR house for it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well Jonnie may as well spend his overseas pay on DD as booze as I see it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
He's walking without any crutches quite well and will be fit for duty in a few weeks. Lets practice on him for Aussie and break a leg or two!!
well time to wash up the dishes ... joys of a housewife <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Boy, Mom that was a pretty risque little post you did there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Hi, T&L!
Neak said, and I have to agree:
Boy, Mom that was a pretty risque little post you did there!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
In regard to this:
Personally, if I were employing anything myself, I'd rather it bed a maid, a gardener, and a general handyman.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Now, I have one teensy, weensy lil' question:
Is the maid a male or female? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
This is what I tried to post last night, only I couldn't get anything to post! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
AW, Mikey is sooooooo precious!! Makes me want to tell DS and DiL to hurry up and make me another grandbaby! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Rella, I'm with T&L. Who is the WhiteGloveLady, and why do we care? All I can say is that she'd better NOT come to my house and touch anything or her nice white gloves will turn pitch black!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Edited to add: Oh, I see what y'all are talking about now! I hope Kimmy and Wookie get custody of the girls, too! Surely, the WGL will be able to tell what kind of mother VD is!
T&L, glad you got your loan AND a night off!! Hope you get your money back from the screwer-uppers!!! Be sure your lawyer adds in something for emotional distress...be nice if you get enough to pay for the repairs AND pay back the loan! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The business is whipping my butt! I'm making lots of changes. I moved the discount store into a corner of the $1 store because it is too much of a hassle to keep 2 stores open all the time, since I also have to do stuff for the original family business AND go buy stuff to stock the stores. I only have one way into the discount store section from the rest of the store and I basically made it into a "store within a store".
Also, I am working on the floors, which were an unGodly MESS! The tiles were never sealed after we built the place, due to the tenant moving in over a Sunday before we even finished the trimwork on the store. She had so much crap in there that there was no way the guy could come in and strip, clean, seal, and polish the floors. That's what happens when one's H has access to the keys! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, we have constantly swept and mopped, swept and mopped, only to have dirt streaks still on the floor after we finished! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Since we started the store with a yard sale, our budget has not allowed for paying someone over $600 to come in and do the floors. Well, the budget could stand it now, but somehow, it just grates on me to have to pay someone $600 just to clean the floors.
Soooooooo....in the discount store part, I got down on my butt (since my knees are BAD! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> ) with a Magic Eraser, Clorox Cleanup, a bucket of water, and a bunch of old terrycloth rags and scrubbed. I used successive clean wet rags to mop up the suds and dirt, and then applied a finishing sealer. The floor looked so good that I decided to tackle the rest, only I decided to see if scrubbing with a broom would work as well. I don't think it works QUITE as well as the Magic Eraser, but it's a lot faster. I just didn't think I could stand scooting on my butt over another 1500 sq. ft. of floor space. I'm almost done...only have 4 more aisles to do, plus the office area in the back.
I've also moved a few sections of gondola shelving that I thought would work better in other places.
The only problems I've had are being so sore in the mornings that I can hardly move, and frustration with people who INSIST on climbing over the barriers to the aisles to which I have just finished applying a fresh coat of sealer! I fixed 'em today, though! I discovered that the shelves have this itty bitty hole in the ends, so I strung ribbon in a zigzag pattern all across the ends of the aisles. Still, I had one woman ask if I had something to cut the ribbon so she could walk on my nicely finished floor...right after I tied the ribbon on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Luckily, I had thought ahead and taken a couple of each item on that aisle and set them aside in case someone wanted something. Turns out that she didn't want anything from that aisle; she just wanted to walk through it and look. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
On a good note, I took my DGD to visit my best friend from 1st Grade and to meet BF's DGD. The girls hit it off, and we had such a wonderful time! It's nice to think that maybe our 50 year friendship may be carried on with our granddaughters. We've wanted to get the girls together for such a long time, but her DGD lives with her dad and other grandma (her mom died 6 years ago), and the other grandma has pulled all kinds of tricks to try to keep BF and her DGD apart. Some people are just evil, I think! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> Anyway, after a court battle in which BF prevailed, visitation is now back in place, although it's just one weekend per month for now. Still have some more court hearings, since the judge ordered family counseling, but the upshot is that the counselor deems that BF is an emotionally healthy and a stabililzing influence for her DGD, and will recommend to the judge that the other grandma NOT be the one who brings DGD for visitation and that the other grandma will not be allowed to constantly call (and I mean every couple of hours) their DGD on the weekends that she is with BF.
Boy, Mom that was a pretty risque little post you did there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Well, I've got to bed something, and it sure isn't likely to be the euphemism who lives
here! Good grief. Can't you guys recongnize a TYPO when you see one. And Neak, what are you doing online anyway? I thought you were busy hauling a...load of merchandise. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was tired last night when I posted, and the Ambien was making the little letters dance around in clever and intricate patterns, reminiscent of revelers around a Maypole. So I didn't actually proofread until this morning. Fixed it first thing, and hoped nobody'd seen it. Then I went on to read the other posts, and found out my hopes were in vain. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Doggone nitpicky English cops!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Lady C, thank you for once again making me so very, very glad to have a regular job! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> What a lot of work you do. And I'm glad that at my regular job, we have housekeeping...which, considering the amount of mess one can make in a single delivery (especially if the doctor is a slob), is one of a nurse's greatest blessings. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, I guess I'd better go bed the housekeeper, since I don't have a maid! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
ya you telem tl ... spillin NAZI's !!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Apparently my DD does get busy at the hospital ......
A man came into the ER and yells "My wife's going to have her baby in the cab!" I grabbed my stuff, rushed out to the cab, lifted the lady's dress, and began to take off her underwear. Suddenly I noticed that there are several cabs, and I was in the wrong one . . ..
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
A Note from Neak--somewhere on the road...
Have not killed or dumped anyone yet. Energy levels remain high. Adults not so fortunate. Very glad I brought the pioneer twins, and the spartan twins after that. Mom, how much to have you ship tranks overnight to washington? Strong stuff, no sissy sedatives. Something for me too, please. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> call if you have time. Love and thanks,
the leader of the hun horde.
More from Neak
who woulda ever thunk? not exactly bushy tailed even
yet, but upright. last nite they were SOOOO twitchy
before they fell asleep. the dervish was just a blur of
twirls behind the net. I also drove for a few hours
last night, having succeeded in making the truck go
forward. unlike the other night. stupid 3rd gear. and
who needs 2 splitters, anyway? gear 5a and 5b, 6a and
6b, etc. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> so we are in wa, almost to our delivery
spot. the dervish will be so happy, as he was asleep before
we hit the border. aj said the other day the dervish told
him he wanted to go to wa and see aunt shzenny-linlin.
and, speaking of dervishese, he is still going on about
the crock of hlooky blooky blooky. and mom, he does
really well with the hoo-loop. neaksis, if you go to
moms, could you trade for the van so.you can come get
me tomorrow? pretty please? the reload is going to LA,
preferably without me. at least Im supposed to get a
shower this afternoon. well, talk to you guys later.
love you, neak and the troll troop
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> If she has to go all the way to LA and back with those kids in the cab of the truck--after a trip up to Washington--she's going to need horse tranquilizers by the time she gets back!!!!
t&l
I sure blush a lot when I read this thread. You'd think I'd get used to it by now.
Yes T&L. Looking forward to it. W says you are "nuts" so you will fit right in with the rest of us.
It sounds like Neak and company are having a great time. Talk about getting an education -
AW, Mikey is so cute. I can see Aussie in him - but he must have some of you too, cause he isn't all Aussie.
I hope you get a call soon, I know you need it.
Lady C,
Thanks for the update. I've been wondering how you are doing. That you didn't talk about your relationship means (to me) that it is doing better. I hope so.
I can identify with what you are doing with the stores. We are in retail too. It's hard work. (Not to take away from the rest of you, I know you work hard too.)
Cinders,
You don't say much about your feelings lately. I'm not sure what that means from you, because I didn't follow your story when you first came to MB. I know you have both good, and bad days. Sometimes you are happy, sometimes you hurt. I hope the good last longer than the bad. You have a lot going for you. I hope you know that's true.
I blush a lot, but I laugh a lot too.
Horse tranq's indeed !!
I still want to hear about Neak Sis's trip. I'm not sure if she's shy, or just busy, but it won't hurt at all for her to develop her communication skills. (Of course, that's just my opinion, others opinions may vary.)
T&L,
Doesn't HP do handyman stuff?
I could think of a good line to add in after that one, but I best leave it alone.
Hi CC,
I hope you are having so much fun that you don't have much time to write.
I hope Neak has a really, really, really good trip. I hope it ends soon though, so she doesn't need further medication.
SS
SS, there is a reason you didn't follow my story when I came to MB.....I came so long ago and basically hung out on D/D.
X moved out in 95 during one of his EAs. All he ever told me I did wrong was not keep the house neat enough to suit him.
Took us 3 years - 3.5 years - something like that - to get divorced. I contested his petition. He filed an order of reconciliation but he was all talk and no action. Never was really willin to work on the marriage. Finally, I went to the dr complaining about my heart pounding or racing. When you are afraid you have tachycardia from stress, it's time to find relief. So, because my health was suffering, I filed for a divorce.
He was highly disrespectful, often in front of the children, and I believe the potential exists for him to one day try to hurt me. So, I was ok with finally ending the marriage - after all, he had been gone for years.
That sums up the end of the marriage.
I'm doing well. Went back to work full-time in 2002. (Son has learning differences and would not have been well served by going to day care so I stayed home till he entered Kindergarten. He did go to a very good preschool where they worked very hard with him.) I used that time to get a technical certificate in photography but decided not to pursue it as a career because I thought the almost certain self-employment would be too stressful and difficult for an unorganized ADD single mom with two children.
This past year, I have had two promotions and am happier with my job right now than I have been in a while.
Last year, March 2005, daughter was in psych hospital because she was depressed, cutting, and talked about suicide. We all ended up in family counseling together - son, daughter, x, his wife, and me.
It was the best thing that happened to us. We are all communicating well with each other.
Now, my sister won't speak to me because her son pled guilty to aggravated sexual battery of my d. My 81 yo mom is depressed anyway and my sister's choices about this are eating at mom so badly it isn't funny.
So, if one part of the family is healthy, the other part isn't.
That sums it all up in a nutshell.
Sorry to have taken so much time and space.
Well, I guess that was too much info, huh?
Well, I guess that was too much info, huh?
SS shakes head - grins.
NO..............
It wasn't.
I've been thinking about it today and rather than giving some flippant remark off the top of my head like - uh - well, I mean.......... lets just leave it that I've been thinking.
Just between you and me, lets see if we get any response to that. Wink, wink.
Actually Cinders, when I read what's going on, I wonder how you are doing really. I see you can cope well with every day life, but it seems like you are still missing having someone in your life. I wonder if the diplomat fills that longing for you, or if he is self absorbed and doesn't realize what you need, and how to help.
He could be clueless like most men, including me before I found MB. Meaning no disrespect, and just telling you my thoughts as they go by.
So, anyway,
I was thinking about the stress you go through, and wondering if you feel better about it, or if it still hurts a lot.
Everyone here goes through it, I see it as I read. Everyone copes diferently. The causes are different for different people. Kind of interresting really, except that it's real people, people we know, and care about, and not some detatched study.
The bottom line - and why I posted........
You look really good in most ways, meaning your life appears to be balanced, and going well. It's easy to tell you can do what ever is needed to succeed, even if it's difficult. I just hope at the end of most days you are happy and that you smile enough to keep the blues away.
No, not too much info. SS is just slow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Thanks.
SS
Right now, I miss feeling safe in my FOO. Guess that's gone and for who knows how long.
But my sister's always been a lot self-absorbed. But then she was one of the women w/ whom my x had a 1-sided EA. So, I may not be safe for her. Don't know.
What I need right now....besides the FOO stuff.....is a caretaker for my home......paint the outside, do yardwork, fix the heatpump. It's 86 inside - sucker isn't working again.
Well, I guess that was too much info, huh?
No, Cinderella, my dear, this cut and paste from Idiotville is too much info!
You were fine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I know you thought all that talk about urine ingestion had, well,
passed...but after last night's work adventure I thought I'd bring a few personal facts to what was, in essence, a rather theoretical discussion.
Urine: (1) doesn't taste as bad as you might think, even if it's not yours; (2) is not too useful as an eye lubricant, and is, in fact, rather drying; (3) does nothing to enhance one's hair style; (4) makes spots on your glasses and looks odd running down the lenses and dripping off the edge; (5) feels very strange running down the neck of your scrubs and trickling between your breasts (if you have no breasts, you'll have to imagine, I guess); (6) doesn't really smell bad as long as the person wasn't dehydrated; and (7) produces intense feelings of guilt and apology on the part of the urinator, once she's done urinating! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And finally, if the baby is coming when all this happens, and the doctor isn't there because she foolishly went to the basement to get food right after she was told delivery would be in just a few minutes--and you and your unhappy fingers are the only things standing between the baby and the cold, hard floor--you stand there dripping wet and continue to work anyway! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Believer, I don't want to email you without your OK, but I'm not sure everybody wants to read about my trip planning here, either, so I just keep putting it off. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm back.
The kids are making up for lost time. Already this morning the Dervish has had a tea party with my china (from Grandma), and is still walking around with a dead baby garter snake he swears he did not kill. He says it was a black widow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Well, he showed me the two little punctures that are definitely not black widow bites, but probably not Dervish bites, either.
At least burying it ought to keep him busy for a few minutes.
PS I see my doppelganger has been posting whilst I've been away.
[color:"red"]Since she can type and post.......send her over to fix my a/c. It's 91 degrees INSIDE. I think we will go spend night w/ mom. [/color]
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I will call x and see if he will come take a look at it.
Burying the snake kept him busy for only slightly longer than it took him to dig it up again. I found him eating his lunch in Grandpa's study (highly forbidden, due to Grandpa and his TV both), with the little pet snakey stretched out on the floor next to him.
I made him perform the reinterrment immediately, before even finishing his mac and cheese. When I went outside, it was buried by my blackberry bush with a tiny cross and little white flag to mark its resting place. ("Until tomorrow," as Neaksis said.)
By 9am he had found the snakey the first time, had a tea party with my good china, and tried to use the toilet plunger as a black widow catcher.
By lunch he had carried out the exhumation, prepared instant ootmeal in a cup after twice being told not to, fought over the hoo-loop and a book, and gotten in a fight with his brother.
By supper, he had visited his father (briefly), told the bank lady every story he could think of (fortunately not all the ones I could think of), including dissertations about "Flancy" and "frasshoppers", fought with both his brother and his sister while riding in the car, and gotten an early bedtime for punching his brother in the nose, and drunk most of a 2-liter of rootbeer and spilled some of it on the kitchen floor.
By bedtime, he had fought some more, whined some more, watered the plants, and mopped the kitchen. And when I say mopped, I really mean mopped. I still have the fan blowing on it.
Despite being very tired, and my making a concerted effort to keep him in bed (again and again and again and again), he didn't go to sleep till a couple of minutes ago, so now that I can, I ought to go to sleep myself.
Anyway, it's nice to be back. {{{{{{{{{Goodnight to all.}}}}}}}}
PS - Mikey is sooooooooooo fyoot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Neak, believe me when I say they grow up into lovely young men. Unfortunately, you have a couple of (oh, lots of) years to go yet.
By 9am he had found the snakey the first time, had a tea party with my good china, and tried to use the toilet plunger as a black widow catcher.
By lunch he had carried out the exhumation, prepared instant ootmeal in a cup after twice being told not to, fought over the hoo-loop and a book, and gotten in a fight with his brother.
By supper, he had visited his father (briefly), told the bank lady every story he could think of (fortunately not all the ones I could think of), including dissertations about "Flancy" and "frasshoppers", fought with both his brother and his sister while riding in the car, and gotten an early bedtime for punching his brother in the nose, and drunk most of a 2-liter of rootbeer and spilled some of it on the kitchen floor.
By bedtime, he had fought some more, whined some more, watered the plants, and mopped the kitchen. And when I say mopped, I really mean mopped. I still have the fan blowing on it.
Despite being very tired, and my making a concerted effort to keep him in bed (again and again and again and again), he didn't go to sleep till a couple of minutes ago, so now that I can, I ought to go to sleep myself.
and I have to go through all this type of thing again?
arrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm out of tranquilizers !!!!!
However, Nanna's retiring soon ..hehehehehehe 'where are you mum?' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mom will send you some. She's a lifesaver!
I have a limp snakey I can sell you, real cheap.
Jen, are you positive they turn out ok? I get more worried every day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It is 97 degrees in my house. Parts for the heat pump are on the way. I have a headache. I have a powerpoint presentation to do. someone kick me off this site. But, just for tonight.
Believe me, I feel your pain. Hope it gets fixed fast.
x drove 30 miles there and 30 miles back - roughly, to get parts. He put them in. The thing is cooling - two capacitors - and the house is now down to 87 degrees. It was about 96 earlier.
Now, when you do yardwork in the 95 degree heat because it is cooler outside than inside, you are talking serious hot.
I am surrounded by large fans (the electrical kind) so I can finish my presentations.
By time to get up in the morning, the house should feel good. There is 60 degree air coming out the vents. It just takes a while to cool the house down and dry it out.
rella
I guess the heat is usual for us here in Oz but even so when you get those hot days just one after another and it doesn't go down much during the night so the house doesn't cool down its just miserable. You can only outlast it and drink water take cold showers or baths etc.
I am so glad we have air cond this last year. I feel spoiled now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
try something strange, drink a hot cup of black tea, strong as or weak as you want and I swear it helps cool your body down.
Hows neaksis neak after the trip? How are you after your trip lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and I do promise the little devils grow up into ok adults its true!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well while you have been roasting we have been getting soaked in heavy rains.... I had a stand alone hexagonal garden patio with a canvas roof over steel beams .. it collapsed due to the weight of water bending the steel like spagetti. Another job for me to fix up and I didn't even touch this one!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
But I've got the steel panels for the enclosure arriving next week as they couldn't get it out of the factory this weekend <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
and I was so looking forward to using Aussies new tools from 'HIS' shed. The tec screw gun and the nibbler ..they aren't even unpackaged!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
but back to W O R K tomorrow <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
on a far less happy note for many service families tonight
soldiers from the 1st Combat Engineer Regiment, 2nd Cavalry Regiment and 5th/7th Battalion, and the 6th Battalion, Royal Australian Regiment left tonight for Afghanistan ... but remember .. its not a war <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I pray they spend all their time building infrastructure and never see a shot fired in anger. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Requesting any and all prayers as I go to my dispositional hearing for the stupid dog-killing-chicken thing. I really don't want a mark against my criminal record, even if I am technically guilty.
The DA's office, public defender's office, and the court clerk all seemed to agree that nothing much would happen at the first hearing. God willing, I just hope the DA will drop the charges or reduce them, all on their own, and without the need to keep going to court.
I'm too young to be arrested!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The hearing is at 1 pm CA time, so I'll be around for a little in the morning before returning to my secondary career as a criminal. Guess everyone needs a hobby. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
well I hope the prayers did some good Neak!!
However the visiting hours are ........ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I can bake cakes with files in them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I really hope I'm joking!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure it won't be more than a slap on the wrist at the most! A misdemeaner surely! A medal for proactive behaviour?
Now I'm nervous ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'll let you know about the visiting hours. Cakes with files welcomed.
I'm just getting my ppw together to take up there, and will leave in a couple hours.
I have gotten 2 speeding tickets in my wild youth, and stole a gumball from a store when I was 3 or 4. That is the sum total of my criminal behavior (till now).
Be back later to let y'all know what happened.
I'm sure it will be a naughty naughty pay this bye bye!!
Just a few more prayers - never hurt ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
and bring up all the neighbours threats etc etc & how you did everything to try and stop the chickens and dog interacting ... dont you love that word? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
why isn't the dog in the dock ?
Hi Mom,
It's me, Neaksis, your only daughter.
Now that Neak is in the slammer I am sure that we'll be disowning her.
Can I have the camphor chest now?
Prayers continue.
HI Neaksis, good try. Now you can tell us about your trip.
Hi AW. You sound good considering.
Cinders, sounds like X still has some good in him. What does his now W think about this? She must be a decent person too?
Don't worry so much Neak, worse they could do is lock you up for a while. Couldn't you use the vacation?
Hi T&L.
I can see life is busy.
Keeps you out of trouble - you should be glad for that.
If it's getting to you TOO MUCH, I bet you can spend a little vacation time with Neak. Just find a patrol car, and break out the window while the driver is still sitting in it. I'm sure they could make the reservations for a nice room for you too.
SS
I thought when you mentioned the word "disown" you were talking about what your sister was going to do to the Dervish when she found out that while she was in court, he'd broken her ceramic mask from New Orleans...and thought it was a rather mild consequence when murder was actually more likely! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> (Not from her--from me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) After all, you don't have to disown somebody if they're expired. Why "expired", you may ask? Let me tell you. He shattered a window in my van on Friday when he threw a rock at someone, the very same window I just spent a couple hundred bucks to get fixed. And then today...gr-r-r-r-r-r. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Bad-aim Butterfingers, that kid is. I think he should be called BAB.
Now that I see what you mean, though, I have this to say to you, my dear Neaksis, and your idea about my camphor chest. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Your sister may be incarcerated, but I am NOT dead. And until I shuffle off this mortal coil, that camphor chest is mine.
t&l
I meant when you are dead....now that I don't have to worry about sharing anything with Inmate 5449956.
If it's getting to you TOO MUCH, I bet you can spend a little vacation time with Neak. Just find a patrol car, and break out the window while the driver is still sitting in it. I'm sure they could make the reservations for a nice room for you too. SS
You have
NO idea how attractive that suggestion is right now. But what with my anger, bitterness, and resentment, I'm not sure I'd fit in a single cell...even all by myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Inmate 5449956 is back in one piece, unarrested, and with a virginal, unbroken, non-criminal record. Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhew!
I pled guilty to an infraction, got a fine of a bit over $300 (ouch, but better than a misdemeanor), had some french fries and a McFlurry to soothe my troubled spirit, ran errands, and came home.
Later, after Mom is done cracking the whip over me, I will fill in the details, as I had a far more adventurous court date than any of the others. (Mostly DUI's and Driving Without a License/Insurance.) Since Neaksis asked, yes, I was the nicest looking one there, not that that is saying much. And the only violator of Animal at Large. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis is disappointed that she will not be able to post photos of me doing roadside work in an orange jumpsuit. She is also disappointed that now she has to keep her grimy mitts off the camphor chest, until.....and then we can wrestle for it. Mom wants to know until what? I think she should just guess.
Let me also point out that on the same day the Dervish broke the window on the van, he also broke the handle off the toilet. I got a new one at Wal Mart today. Sigh. (Notice I am not asking what next ? .)
Neaksis here: what next????
Yup, there may be a bit of goodness in the x. I thank his wife for having installed it. I think she has taken him to task on more than one occaision because of his 'attitude' toward me. He has been quite.....well, try slanderous or libelous, disrespectful, rude, and a few other things. But, I do believe she has straightened him out on more than one occaision.
Neak, glad you aren't going to have to acquire a new orange wardrobe.
And, T&L, if the girls fight over that chest, you may just send it to me.
well I do have to say I was looking forward to baking a fruit loaf with a file in it - we girls need our iron <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I kept hearing that old Boney M song ..lol
Ma ma ma ma - ma baker - she taught her four sons
Ma ma ma ma - ma baker - to handle their guns
rotflmao hehehehehhehe
And orange would go so well with your complexion <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
ok teasing over ...probably <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis I think she has got it already!! It comes in three ...
the window on the van is ONE;
the handle off the toilet is TWO
infraction and a fine is THREE !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
see all over now ...until the .............
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NEXT TIME!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Here it is...the long-awaited and much anticipated STORY OF MY TRIP!
The first night I spent at my grandma's. This is my dad's mom who was known as Other-one Grandma by Neak in her youth. My uncle arrived in the morning after traveling straight through from Kansas. Let me tell you, he inherited all the talking genes in the family! I also found out where I got my love of old houses, antiques, estate sales, etc. from. Goodness knows it was not from my parents!
We arrived in Tucson around dinner time and had to go shopping right away because my brother had no food in the house, having just gotten back from vacation that morning. We made camp in the extra bedroom, and camp it was because it had no furniture, just empty tile floor. I got a camp cot, and the children got sleeping bags and the floor.
The next day we drove far back into the mountains by the Mexican border to a stream where Flard was going to catch dragon fly larvae, toe biters, and various other large carnivorous insects that might eat the tadpoles of his special frog. The kids dressed for swimming, but it was raining when we got there, cool and chill. We got out when it slacked off and wandered up and down the stream until we had enough. There were leeches in some parts, but allegedly not ones that would bite humans. No one wanted to find out though, so that remains somewhat of an unsolved question.
When we got back, after a gorgeous sunset in the mountains, we took the kids bowling until midnight. That had an interesting college vibe to it that the kids appreciated. Never again, says the adult.
Friday we went the Desert Museum and the Wildlife Museum, both great places, but we had been to the Desert Museum before. The Wildlife Museum is a great taxidermy museum with beautiful and informative displays. Don't skip either while in Tucson. (Neak here: don’t stop bugging her till she posts some of her pictures.)
Saturday of course we went to church, the same one Mom had visited when she was there. A very nice church. There was no potluck, but the pastor and another church member had a little mini one for the few visitors. It was nice, like a friendly family dinner, only in a large church hall.
After sunset we started west to Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument to camp for the night. We got there by midnight I think, and quickly flopped out our sleeping bags. The youngest boy elected to stay in the car for fear of rattlesnakes, but my oldest was fine on the ground. Until my brother and I started an earnest and scientific discussion of the conditions in which you might expect to find a rattlesnake sharing your sleeping bag. Not the kind of conditions we were experiencing, he assured us. It would need to be colder. I was sleeping in the back of his SUV, and my brother had the camp cot, so we felt only a scientific detachment. My oldest seemed to find it much more gripping from his position on the ground and decided to sleep on the picnic table.
That led me to make a solemn vow to rise earlier than he and place his souvenir rubber rattlesnake in somewhat intimate proximity to his face. I was able to do this due to the loud and enthusiastic wood peckers that started jack-hammering at sunrise. I was able to startle the jaded little booger. I heard him breath in sharply and then growl. Tee-hee. These precious memories.
I am going to post now so I don't lose what I've written
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Neaksis' eldest sun is very, um, [color:"orange"] bright. [/color]
Let's just say he had a run-in with the sun-in.
(Pilfered from AJ, who doesn't actually use it himself. So why he even had it is a mystery to me.)
Pictures will follow, after the sun has finished doing its deadly work.
Neaksis told him she would shave his hair all off if he ever dyed it. So he did, and school starts tomorrow. But dear Neaksis, it could have been worse. It will be a while yet before school pictures.
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[color:"blue"] Bwaaaaaaaaa!!!!! [/color]
She will shave him when she gets back from town.
Clippers = Sun-Out
The chop job has been done, and Neaksis says he is discolored clear to his scalp.
The Dervish fell asleep without his supper, only waking enough to have a few bites and fall asleep again.
The Princess has been crying all evening because she has an eye infection, and if it's too bad tomorrow they may not let her go to school. I experimented with a little home remedy, since she was desperate, and I know it at least won't hurt anything, and might help. We'll see. If there is an eerie wail at about 0816 hours PDST, you'll know what happened. Pat the hair back down on your neck and pretend you didn't hear a thing. There is no such creature as a werewolf.
Nite......late to bed, early to rise, makes a mom cranky and grouchy, not nice.
Thanks Neaksis, for the account of your trip.
Tucson is a fun place to visit. (even with kids.)
One of my cousins lived there for a few years, and we visited many of the same places you did. Very enjoyable.
Cousin had food for us though, we didn't have to buy our own.
AW, you are well?
Your Mum is well? She's been quiet lately, that must mean one of two things -
1. You passworded the computer so she can't get on.
2. Grumpy is off work and they are busy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hi CC.
T&L,
No comments on HP for quite some time. Did he die? Or is he not news worthy these days?
Neak,
I can see I should accelerate my efforts to find books containing the accounts of a boys first knife, and a boys first ax. You'll be needing it sooner than I first thought.
There are other stories that go with these, and the information will be useful I am sure.
A boys first airplane - flown off the roof of a barn.
First submarine - tested in a local pond. No one drowned.
First bomb - I won't give details here.
Small boys and boredom - and how it affects their mothers sanity.
Yes, I can see you'll be needing it very soon - if it's not already past due.
Hi Cinders.
Glad your air is cooler.
How in the world did you get the presentation done with it that hot in there?
Did it go well?
Were you happy with it?
It's interesting how we view our lives. When W and I were having problems, I told her I could hire someone to clean, do the laundry, and cook for me - But.......... What I wanted was someone to love me, and spend time with me. (Perhaps I could have hired someone to spend time with me, but that's not what I wanted all by it's self.)
We often take a lot for grated, don't we.
SS
The preparation of the presentation was not for the squeamish.
I peeled out of all my sweaty clothes. I found a really huge thin poly/cotton shirt that had been my dad's - he was an XXL when he lost weight (6'3" . 300). I got 3 good size fans and aimed all of them at the computer - then I settled down to work. I drank ice water and ate watermelon as I worked.
The presentation got emailed off at 1:30 a.m. When it's too hot to move, you just sit there and work till your brain overheats then you surf till you can think again then you work some more.
Got to church and the presentation didn't start. The minister got up to welcome us then called a time out and asked what happened to the presentation. I stated I finished it and emailed it but that was all I knew. The person who was supposed to run it wasn't there and no one had loaded it or started it. So, someone had to go find where it had been burned on a CD and take it to the machines in the church balcony and load it. I didn't move out of my seat because I knew that I was supposed to lead children's worship and there would be a room full of children w/ no one in charge if I got up to deal w/ this.
At the first of August, I had agreed to do the presentation. Lots of hymns and a few other intermittent graphic slides. I took it on for two months. But said I didn't want to be responsible for loading or running it - other than one Sunday a month.
So, they got it loaded after I went to children's worship and they found someone to run it and I hear it looked really good.
No one knows how much I sweated doing it. Or how little I was actually wearing. Only that really big light-weight shirt.
Hope that is not TMI!
And, just so you will know, if we had a polytheistic society, I would be a follower of COOL, the god of HVAC.
Poor Rella! They really put you through the wringer!
I am amazed you could function, even mostly nekkid and scarfing watermelon.
Oh Neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeksis! Dad has been shopping in the dumpster.
(Thankfully I could claim complete ignorance of all items mentioned.)
No comments on HP for quite some time.
Mostly working and crossing paths with me as I go out the door. I read that he's been dumpster diving tonight. I guess that must mean that when the girls were cleaning Neaksis threw some stuff away and he went through the bin trying to make sure none of his, um,
treasures <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> got trashed. From the tone of Neak's post, apparently he didn't entirely approve of the discard menu! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Channeling his inner pack rat again, I guess.
We often take a lot for grated, don't we.
I don't know about you, but with me it's pretty much just cheese, potatos, and carrots. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Good Morning to all
AW told me I have been conspicuous with my absence, or was that my absence was conspicuously apparent? Oh well you are stuck with me in any regards. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW has had a migraine for 2 days. Stress if you ask me. She has been involved in her Departments restructure as the Union rep and is very over worked. She has been working Aussie hours of 8.00am to 2.30am the next morning, then looking after Michael, the house and you name it. Silly girl!! Sounds a bit like a certain writer we all know I think? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I sent her off to bed some hours ago.
As for myself, well I have been either working or with Grumpy at various Vietnam vet reunions trying my best to be a happy camper. Basically this entails the men to go and drink and talk and the women to cook and clean – how novel!
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I have to admit I have learnt perhaps more than I wished about the war of my generation and also admit that I am still nursing a fair amount of long term bitterness and resentment in regards to the man I got back. I understand the why’s and wherefores however this does not alter the reality.
Grumpy allows me so close and then no further. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I am moderately content in most things these days as long as I don’t think too closely on the then and after. It is difficult to verbalise the discontent and place it in perspective for others. TL perhaps you understand this portion of the issue. Its not that I am unhappy as such its .. oh well its just is as it is I suppose.
And yes he still is grumpy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
However Grumpy did surprise me by actually considering taking the two of us to Vietnam in September. After picking myself up from the floor in shock I said it would be a lovely idea. If that did not kill the idea then that of actually spending money may – I shall not hold out any great hopes in that quarter. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now back to more important things – DGD Where is the marriage?, where are my great grand children? I’m not getting any younger you know? Preferably in that order my dear of course.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yes, AWMum, I do understand, and several things you said were like gongs going off in my head...but I'm not in any mood to delve in the past, its mindsets, its emotions, its dashed dreams, its unexpected dead-ends and sudden turns. Hm-m-m-m. Better stop before I delve accidentally! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Stupid dang men, anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Somebody at work this morning asked me, "Are you and your husband still together?" And I replied, "Geographically, yes." And left it at that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. And geography can be adjusted, too!
On HP -
LOL, LOL, LOL, LOL.
Any resemblence to myself is pure chance. I am really not HP.
T&L, thanks for pointing out yet again, that I can't spell worth a darn. I frankly adimt it.
Hi AWM.
Missed you. Hope you get a trip out of all this. Maybe going back can put some of his ghosts to rest.
SS
Any resemblence to myself is pure chance. I am really not HP
No, you're younger, cuter, and I earnestly pray, not as crabby--or this upcoming visit with you and your wife might not be nearly as much fun as I'm hoping. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
T&L, thanks for pointing out yet again, that I can't spell worth a darn. I frankly adimt it.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Sorry. SS. I just couldn't help myself. I didn't know you had problems with spelling. I thought your typing fingers just got tangled up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> In defense of my sense of humor, let me say I would've found it just as funny if I'd done it myself. Language errors
amuse me. What can I say? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It is the price you pay for hanging out with English nerds.
I made a TURRIBLE spelling error in another place, and I am just <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> that she hasn't mocked me about that one yet.
Has anyone read Eats Shoots & Leaves?
Great family favorite!
On the way to take the kids to school, there is a sign at a store that says, "Yes were open".
IT DRIVES ME STARK RAVING MAD!!!!!!!!!!!
One of these days, Neaksis is going to take her turn driving past, and see that SOME anonymous person has permanent inked in a '.
In other news, it is beginning to smell like dead mouse here at my desk. Why me??? And then came the locusts........
Have you seen the picture book by the same title?
No, but it sounds good. Is it pictures of signs?
Cartoons - single panel ones - the one on the left page illustrates a sentence punctuated one way and the page on the left illustrates the same sentence punctuated differently.
Example (not shown but playing off the title):
A panda eats, shoots and leaves. (3 verbs)
A panda eats shoots and leaves. (one verb & two predicate nominatives, direct objects, or something like that)
A local quick stop gas station had a new sign put up:
Eat our food, and get gas too!
We laughed, and laughed. It took them a while to replace it - You can just never tell about some food. At least they warned us.
Yes T&L, my spelling is less than perfect quite often.
I laughed too, so feel free. I would have never seen that one if you hadn't pointed it out.
My grandmother was an English teacher. Quite well known in the town I grew up in. She was STRICT but also very good at what she did.
She helped me with spelling for quite a while. Finally she said I might never be good at it, but she loved me anyway.
We left it at that.
I think I agree with Mark Twain about spelling. I can spell most words many different ways, and I often do.
AWM,
You sound happy these days. I'll take that as being a good thing.
Cinders,
I'm glad you are willing to help, even when things are difficult. Isn't helping each other what religion is all about? I think when we serve each other, we are serving God.
When Neaksis got home, was she happy to be home, or did she wish for a longer trip? That's always an indicator.
How's the boy with the really short hair?
Does he have his own bottle of sunscreen yet?
Wear a hat?
Love weekends.
Taking W to see the movie "Cars" tonight. Figured I can handle a G rating.
Dates can be so fun.
THINGS are difficult.
LIFE is good.
This take on life is brought to you by my grandmother, who was pretty much happy all the time, even if she was not.
SS
Think I am headed to the Walking Horse Celebration tomorrow night. Supposed to take d. Anyone want to come with us?
neener neener neener
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I am the lucky one today.
I've got my reclusive black cat in my lap.
She's so pretty (even if the did have to amputate part of her tail when she was a kitten because it was broken when she arrived at to the humane shelter) and so silky. And it is a privilege to hold her.
Anyone want to help me with that too big presentation?
I am so glad I agreed to do it for only 2 months.
I have 60 more images to format. Each image then has to be repositioned on the powerpoint slide - horizontally and vertically. Background to set for 95 slides. 6 graphics slides to do. Save the songs in my archives - seperate file in my folder for each one. (You don't think I want to search through CDs for these things when I could copy and paste from my own archive, do you?) Then it has to be emailed out.
It is emailed.
The waterpark was roasting hot.
The horses were BEAUTIFUL!! You should see those babies walk!
And that mean ol' Pepperband has started another thread that has 3 stars. Do you know how confusing that is?
If you can't get cool in a waterpark, where can you???
Congrats on getting your presentation sent off. That must be such a relief!
Actually, the lines were so long and the place was infested w/ teenagers and I just didn't feel like playing by myself.
Infested <---- Good description, lol. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Just had a rofl moment listening to the Channel 3 news.
She was talking about the pro-Nazi demonstration yesterday, where only a handful of Nazi sympathizers showed up, and about 800 counter-protesters.
"The counter-protesters would cheer, I mean JEER, and checkle, ...............I mean HECKLE............" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Bwaaaaaa, that is why I will never make it as a cewsnaster.
its funny to watch new readers when its live... they usually get it wrong at least once a week ..lol
makes the news not so depressing... interest rates up, petrol up, food up ..better not keep going or I'll have to go cool down and its winter here hehe hehe hehhe lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
ROFL - food is up here sometimes, too.
Mom, AJ made you some special (eastern) Indian food to take to work with you. He said not to tell you, but it's a little spicy, though I think you will do fine if you also drink some of the A&W root beer straight from A&W that he also got.
Dervishism: I was explaining to him about tithe, since AJ had just given him $1, and saying that for every $1 we gave God $.10, for every $10 we gave God $1, etc. He frowned, puzzled. "Do we hafta burn the dollar to give it to God?"
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Minister called me at 8:45 this morning. Church starts at 9. I was still in bed. I hadn't emailed presentation to his church email and he needed that for printouts. I emailed it. Ambled across town to pick up s from bd party. Went out to brunch. Came home and went to bed again. Woke up to go pick up d whom I had left at her dad's to work on German project. I think I am coming down w/ sinus infection. I want to crawl in a hole and pull it in around me for a few days.
hi guys!
had a rushed day today. Day off work and had to get up and take DD to Uni as she slept in & as Jonnie is living at the barracks right now while hes training .. I guess like your SEALS with boats and subs and things so we dont see much of him right now.
So mowed the front lawn and did the edging and thinking about starting on the external walls for the patio but my darn cordless drill is flat and takes 3 hours to charge up so I pinched Aussies new one and found it required charging too ... so instead went to the salvage yard to look at french doors and concertina doors to go in the bay window entry to the new patio. Couldn't make up my mind.
Mum just keep quiet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I ended up picking up some metal stud frames and also some fluro fittings to install the lights ... now lets see .... is this live ?? wet the finger touch the wire ......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
The hardest thing is keeping an eye on Mikey at the same time. Some years ago ... you dont need to know how many <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ... I climbed on the roof of our then house to check for a cracked tile. I had two kids at the time DD & the oldest son who was about 20 months old and into everything. So I took them outside, made sure the pool gate was locked, the house door closed, the side gate locked.. gave them toys and drinks and some good healthy munchies and up the ladder I climbed. Well I looked for this tile over and over and over ..no luck. Then I stated back to the ladder and found sitting on top of the roof edge 20 ft from the ground happily playing with a toy car guess who .. DS. just about freaked out.
Then I had to very NORMALLY say to him "time to get down sweetie" so he happily got up waddled over to the ladder and after I put him on it with me below him because there was no way to climb down holding him properly, he climbed down. Never did THAT again without someone around to watch him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> Parenting 101 - FAIL!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
There, there, it'x not your fault you had a dervish of your own. There are just some children where you do everything you can, and rely on divine protection for the rest. Sounds like he was one of those.
young neak you have hit it on the head. Except for Daddy's princess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
all of the boys have been little dervishes of our own and we are awaiting Mikeys thoughts on the matter <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Of course the princess has a number of secrets which I'll keep until its useful <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Just wait until you get to the dating days and see the trouble these boys get into lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I think AW had a easier time with the princess than with the GS. I of course after her - AW's - little foray with Aussie years back I thought of it as karma - I was unperturbed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And I certainly wasn't going to comment on AW's decision making skills in regard to doors. That wouldn't be very mothering would it. I'm sure there must of been at least - oh 2 options - at the very least. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh yes while I am thinking of the princess, who by the way I had go collect from Uni tonight. Daddy and I will do a Nanna POJA on that by the way - he will listen and do as I say or else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />- about a little car for her. It not that he won't buy her one no its more that he would buy her a Porche or something as ridiculous <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> a cheap little second one is just fine.
anyway, I went to collect her and she was at the studio and I quietly let myself in. Oh wow is all I can say. She was singing a song called "My Immortal". Its for the Variety Christmas performance and was so so beautiful I actually had tears rolling down my face.
Goodness I just think I destroyed my image. bugger. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I have a post-baptism picture of myself from last night--stored in my cell phone until some techno-genius figures out a way to get it out...and posted. This time it wasn't urine, but a malignant combo of amniotic fluid, meconium, and blood, thanks to the doctor, as well as a baby who was obviously acting as a cork--right up until he popped out. All 10# 4 oz. of him, and a tsunami of emissions right behind! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I haven't had very good lucky lately...been drowned twice, and had one patient threaten to effin' kick me, and another patient's husband tell me to eff off for admitting that I'd wondered if she was going to be able to have a vaginal delivery. (She was short, stocky, and, as it turned out, unable to have a vaginal delivery. Neener, neener--did I say that? I wasn't there for the c-section. When he told me that, I turned her over to another nurse and walked out. Effed off, I guess, just like I was told.) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> All in the last 3 weeks, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If this keeps up, work is going to stop being fun. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
TL
I dont know how you and my GD muck about in people like that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I am rather lacking in such desires, weak tummy and sensitive nose and any other excuse I can think of <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
however I am glad that YOU are around for patients though.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
the photos would be a good experience, though perhaps it was not for you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
my GD showed me how to send a photo using MSM or was that MSS, SSM or MMS ??? well something like that on my phone.
you apparently 'cut' the photo and then send it to a email address. I still have NO idea how to do it though.
Grumpy is still at work - big surprise
As for the trip to Vietnam he got the travel brochure, looked at the prices and went back to work <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I expect its another one of those "if I dont arrange it,
it won't happen" things!!!! Well guess what ? not happening unless he expresses a bit more drive than that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
However I may go on a Singapore shopping trip with a girlfriend or two. If I have one of the girls come over every day to put his tea in the oven, between working nights and sleeping days he probably won't even know I've gone <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
he probably won't even know I've gone
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Too funny!
Neaksis thinks Dad is going to want to go soon. If he decides to, maybe you and Mom would both be more favorable to the idea if you could coordinate it. That way there would be something in it for the 2 of you besides sitting around while the men talk manly talk and shed manly tears and slay manly old demons.
Meanwhile the ladies are off, sipping tropical things and chatting nonstop 23 hours a day. (And shopping for souvenirs for their families.)
(And shopping for souvenirs for their families.)
Covering all our bases, are we? At the moment, I can think of nothing on God's green earth that would persuade me to take an overseas trip like that with your father. I'm not saying it doesn't exist--I'm just saying I can't think of it at the moment. Or any other moment in the immediate future, either. However, the idea of AW's mum and me... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
And let me assure you, it was
not my intent to muck about in anything at all. That woman sprayed like Old Faithful geyer on methamphetamines, and the nurse who came in to help at the last minute (when the shoulders got stuck) got sprayed, too, so that we both had to leave the delivery to change clothes. Thank goodness for hospital-provided scrubs! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
This just in from the publisher:
Neak, there isn't an introduction in this new version. Do I keep the original one? Or is that one of the things you cut out?
Please also send contact info. I don't think we have a mailing address for you.
Thanks,
Mr. Editor Person
So it
sounds promising. I asked for more information, if he has it. I'll keep you posted.
Hi AWM,
Nice to see you and the emicons back.
I was almost sent overseas during that war, but it ended before they could send me.
It looks like I was saved a great deal of trouble.
Neak, Good for you.
I hope it works.
Any movie offers yet?
T&L.............
Can we talk about something else for a while? I'm about to eat lunch. I hope I can eat it. I still feel a little hungry. Maybe I should just quit reading for an hour or two.
Hi Believer !!
You need to report. It's about time to give an update on everything.
I hope AW is OK. I hope Aussie is OK. Even Grumpy, I hope he is OK.
Even HP. Neaksis, Lady C, and anyone else I missed.
Now Cinders,
I didn't forget you. I ASSUME you are OK, unless you tell us differently. I see you are busy, that's probably good. Here's to the heat pump going another 20 years.
You getting enough sleep?
I bet Neak isn't.
I know T&L isn't.
SS
Well, this makes me grateful that I just sit at a computer and try to decipher employment applications. No one sprays anything at me except for packs of lies or insufficient truths. There is no middle ground some days.
Today, however, I am coming down w/ a cold or sinus infection. ALL the symptoms. And if the dr doesn't make me well ASAP, we're in for 6 weeks of it.
I have to bake for a wedding Saturday. I am a head 'go fer' for the reception. Two friends, both in their thirties, who are getting married. Neither have been married. They have been thrust into a financial crisis in the last few months. But, it will be ok.
Has anyone ever used phyllo as the crust for little tarts? Could I do something like that with chess or buttermilk pie filling and bake them in muffin tins?
I have mucho baking to do and silver trays to polish.
And the cruds!
[color:"red"]HELP!!!!![/color]
Does zinc help? So sorry you're headed down, and I hope the Dr. can apply the brakes. I haven't used Phyllo Pastry much, but it seemed to be pretty versatile. I'll bet you could do just about anything with it, short of putting a man on the moon.
SS - not enough zzzs for me. Think I'll go get some now!
PS The punctuation police have struck northern CA. I'll explain tomorrow.
Very. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now that Neaksis at least had the opportunity to see it, I can admit that the little sign on the Buena Vista store that previously said "YES WERE OPEN" now says "YES WE'RE OPEN".
Mysterious.
In other news, got another email from the publisher.
Neak, I think it's safe to say at this point that the committee members want to accept this book for publication, and the revisions you made will address the few reservations they had before. I sent the revised version to them yesterday, and we can make up our minds next Tuesday at the Acquisitions meeting. I don't like to get any author's hopes up before a vote, so let's say that it looks positive so far, and I'll be encouraging them to vote yes. :-)
My take on the introduction is that the opening chapter is fine without any preliminaries. If I get counsel from the committee to bring back some kind of intro, I'll let you know. Thank you for your conscientious attention to these issues.
Best to you,
Mr. Editor Person
Thank you again AJ for putting in a good word for me when you bumped into the book people that day. I know you will remind me of that for the next 50 or 60 years, at least.
Hope the vote is a YES!
SS
Send chicken soup! To my house. PLEASE!!!!
Sending soup -
Do you pour it in the modem, or in the flopy drive?
MAKE SURE YOU GET MORE SLEEP !!
SS
in my tummy
or, maybe I should irrigate my sinuses with it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
While AW is dishing up the roast dinner and getting ready to abandon her child - mothers guilt is a wonderful thing lol - ok what she really has to do is she has to fly up North at 5 am tomorrow to invesitgate a womens refuge and then fly back Thursday night or Friday morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
To get there she has to fly to Broome - thats about 2174km from here and then drive 4 hours to Fitzroy Crossing which is approx 325km from Broome dodging cattle, roo's, buffalo, and road trains <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Do the work and then drive back, catch the plane if she can that night to get home.
I've given STRICT instructions not to speed or do anything silly to get the evening flight. Michael will be perfectly ok for one night with Nanna <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> who will have lots of fun. She can fly back Friday morning.
Mummy is just a tad bit over clingy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS I am SO glad you did not have to go that stinking place as it was then. I saw recently film of visits vets had made recently and they were made so welcome by the very people they fought - in one case by a General who was shot by the actual Oz soldier who was visiting. They are very forgiving surprisingly. I think I hate that because I cannot forgive. Its not the individuals you understand but the governments and leaders and those long dead who made such tragic decisions on both sides.
I'm not proud of that, or the bitterness, its just the way I feel.
Now that my own daughter and her children and her husband have to go through a similar CRAP experience - and yes I KNOW he's a volunteer - I am this bottled up container of seething resentment and resignation. My solace for many years was that ok OUR generation stuffed up but our country wont make the same mistake again. MY daughters and son and their families will be ok. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
In any event, I am hoping that Neak shall have a POSITIVE response by this time tomorrow. Neak I love your writing it just flows so well and draws you into the story. New story idea!!! - a more personal approach to Peter the Fisherman!!
500,000 words you've got 3 months - come on , get going ...LOL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
tl
are you back on night shifts again? Grumpy had a day off and intends to take another while little Michael is with us. Of course I have not yet explained that we are staying at AW's home for the night to make sure my GD is not alone.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Its rare these days to have my beautiful GD alone for a while. Grumpy will be there however that is sometimes alomst like being alone <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Did I just Lb? Again? Well as long as you dont tell him.
Cinders do the sinus wash thing, take Antihistamines, pain killers, use nose drops, and KEEP THAT HAND DRILL AWAY FROM YOUR FACE.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Oh my yes I know that feeling. Pleasant it is not. Perseverance dear one.
Believer where have you gone you wonderful lady? AW has failed to report and will be taken to task on the matter. Aren't you due to return to Mexico soon to become a God Mother? I'm sure AW said something of the sort, though my darling does tend to confuse matters when she is mooning over Aussie. Nothing changed since she was 16 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Have Zinc, Vitamin C, Multivitamins, B6, B complex, E, zithromax, and Claritin.
Had to show my ID to get the Claritin which is an over-the-counter antihistamine now regulated by the state because you can use it to make methamphetamine.
I have spray to sort of dry up nose. Will make salt water to irrigate it. But can't find any intranasal steroid. Or my 'white flower oil'.
Please send the chicken soup, and a cook to make cookies for friends' wedding (yes, I have 2 friends who are marrying each other). Send the massage therapist and a maid - not to mention the studly groundskeeper for the 'estate'.
I am going back to bed. Children are delivered to school. I am staying home.
found us on page 3.
Goodnight, friends
Hi all
Just back from the wilds of the north.
No traffic but 1 road train and a few lizards
I did a even 130 there & back in the hire car and caught the later flight back home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Totally exhausted but also unable to sleep. Flights always seem to mess up my internal clock. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Got some photos of the place.
It backs onto a river which is totally dry right now... its the green grass looking bit thats the river bed
Kimberley Trip Nice to be home though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW, that is just gorgeous! Well worth the disruption of your body clock.
Glad you had a good time, and glad you are home.
How is everyone? (Most especially including you!)
Cinders,
Last night, I poured the soup in the modem and pressed "send."
Don't know if you got it or not..... my modem smells funny this morning.
AW,
I was thinking (this morning) about Aussie.
He had such a difficult time when he first came here. He seems much better now.
I hope he is meeting your needs better these days. I know he can't do as well when he's not there.
I hope you are doing better these days too. It must be hard on you when he's gone.
Thanks for the photos. I would like to travel more, but can't afford it. I invite people to visit me instead.
The photos and description are always interesting.
You are home safe - now your Mum can get some rest.
SS
Feeling better. The soup must have done its trick. Late, goodnight.
Glad you're a little better. I'll send you some soup, too. I don't care if my drives do smell funny tomorrow.
hiya Neak, SS & Rella
yes I love the bush and way back of beyond outback is so enjoyable. Bit distant from the city - actually I think its closer to Singapore than Perth lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But I did love it.
I want Aussie to take me there when he gets back for a week or two so we can wonder around. But not cheap to get too though.
Broome itself was so crowded because its the height of the tourist season and thousands are on the beach waiting for sunset which I got to see... in suit jacket, pants and closed shoes ... every other woman was in a nice comfortable sarong and bathers ..out of place or what !! I kept getting the STRANGEST looks <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Cable Beach sunset But I'm pretty good if not a bit sore and worn out from the renovations, travel and worry <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> and I so missed Mikey for a whole day!! ok I know thats pathetic <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SS
I am still so unhappy that I caused him so much pain on top of everything else.
I am not that person who acted so badly any more though. I still find it so hard to understand how I could ever have thought he was to blame for Peters death and could have been so full of hate and hurt. I truly understand why so many even very good M fall apart after a childs death. Frankly I feel its a miracle that I'm still married at all.
That Aussie was so lost and hurting and I did not help him but made it worse is a thing I will regret the rest of my life.
I still feel so much shame for my actions. I may not have been playing with a full deck but that did not lessen his pain one iota did it nor excuse anything I did does it?
I still knew then as I do now whats is right & wrong.
I have found out I have so little needs really, at least now. The biggest is to have him safe really.
neither of us hold much in any more, thats something that I really notice. I was pretty guilty of that.
I miss him every moment and frankly dare not dwell too much on what he does or I'll be a basket case. Like other army wives I wait and wait and pray and worry and dread people coming unexpected to the front door. I disconnected the bell again. I kept jumping every time it rang <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Dont have panic attacks any more though ..ok mini ones but thats just normal worry in the circumstances <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
All in all, I guess I'm as good as can be while he's away. Some of my greatest joy these days is doing things for him just because I want to <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
glad you enjoyed the photos and travel is so expensive even just for a weekend away! I mean the kids need this and that and theres this bill and that bill .. guess its just life though isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Mum is watching TV as dad is building a bridge .. yes I mean a REAL bridge for cars etc tonight ... not the one he should perhaps <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Another post lost, and I don't have time to retype it.
Synopsis: great sunset, {{{AW}}}, how are y'all?
hi neak!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm ok and doing pretty good .. how are you doing these days? Have you got any more news on the book? Mum passed on their probable ok ,, did they approve it yet! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm really trying to keep busy and mind off things .. big battle starting some wives been told so I am trying to ignore all the news, rumours are worse than facts at times. Best thing to do is work and pray and trust in his guardian angel <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I might just say some extra prayers though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I want to do some cooking and work out a menu for fathers day
Father's Day in Australia is Sunday 3rd September but I think in the US and most of the world its in June isn't it?
Prawns in there somewhere, with salads and my version of a mid east dressing, perhaps a kettle roast , pork or lamb, tators, veges, cabbage in oyster sauce, maybe dolma if I get off my behind & roll the vine leaves, thinking of more ???
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll have lets see, dad, Jonnie, brother, Aussies brother, sisters & hubbies .. maybe I should just order a cow & 2 sheep! We girls like some non meat things however men just seem to eat urrrrrr blood dripping yucky sides of beef! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Want to see a look of horror in this family? just tell the blokes there's no meat!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
well mum & dd what were you doing tomorrow? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Fathers Day food fest
Fruit Kebabs
Prawns in Garlic butter
Prawn cocktails
Fruit platters
Mediterrean salad – Lebanese Cucumber, lettuce, tomato, red onions + Dressing – Cider vinegar, lemon juice, fresh mint, salt, dash balsamic
Baked Garlic Potato
Dolma – marinated rice wrapped in vine leaves
Dhufish in mushroom and wine sauce
Pasta with cheese, cream sauce
Pasta with roma tomato sauce
Roast Lamb & herbs
Roast Pork and apple sauce
Apple Struddel & thickened cream
Fruit salad & ice cream
Pavlova
or
Kentuckey Fried all around plus coleslaw lol ... drats DD says no way mum!
Tuesday is the big day for the book; they will vote on it at their meeting.
If it weren't for Aussie's angel, well, let's just thank God for his very-efficient celestial protector. We'll keep praying in case the rumors are true, since we know A2 is always either in trouble, or just about to get into trouble.
Your feast sounds yummy, in a carniverous sort of way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> If you ever get over to this side of the world, AJ will BBQ you some veggie stuff. (The men will have to pretend there is blood dripping down. We have ketchup.....)
Give Mum a big hug, and Mikey, too. Actually, give everybody hugs. Why not - hugs are free.
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{AW & AWMum's Clan and Clam}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
AW,
I hope bringing it up didn't make it hurt more.
You are a happy person, I think the lights in the room brighten for Aussie whenever you walk in. However, I think I sense some sadness sometimes. Not often, but sometimes.
Remember on bad days that others of us are praying for all of you too.
The food sounds great!
What time do I need to be there? Maybe I shouldn't even say anything. With all the other people, you probably wouldn't even notice me if I came by and got a big plate of food.
Neak,
My fingers were hitting who knows what keys sometimes and loosing my posts too. Never did figure out what caused it, but unless the whole machine crashed, the "undo" choice in the "edit" menu of the browser will bring it back. Saved me quite a bit the last few months. I'm using Firefox though, maybe Explorer won't work. ???
Sometimes curiosity sucks.
I'm wondering what was in those long posts you lost.
Hi Cinders.
Home today?
Or working............. but still on the edge of being well?
Plans for the weekend?
How about you Neak ?
Another truck ride this weekend?
(Says SS with an odd sort of a smile on his face.)
Hi T&L,
Sleep well tonight.
Wishing everyone a happy weekend.
SS
PS - Hi Neaksis.
Hugs to you too [[[[[[[Neak & family]]]]]]] lol clam , dad fits that just SO well. I'm going to fight like crazy to make sure Aussie does not got too far down that road. Hes just CLAMISH right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS I can talk about it now really its ok, It IS still so painful and hurts of course and will I guess for the rest of my life. Its a particular soul searing hurt for any mother, for any parent in fact. We are not supposed to bury our children. Yes there are days where I am sad and expect to have them .... where our loss of Peter and our old M seems overbearing, But you take a deep breath, you stand up, and you go on. Giving up was attractive for a while, but rather selfish. And then Mikey came along and I realised HE deserved the best from both of us, as did my mostly grown kids who are just so wonderful. I just was lost for a while.
yes there is a lot of joy in my life now, more than I ever expected, and I do so pray that Aussie has truly found joy with me again. He says he has though he's reluctant to discuss how he feels about much. he makes statements. So I accept the fact.I am so lucky. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
And if I didn't think so mum would remind me, again, & again, & again, & again, .......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Mum is rather .. well ....... determined <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> (I mean 'I' wouldn't call it nagging <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
Well the fighting has been confirmed, the first casulty lists are coming in tonight, so far French & Brits, Afghans no US or OZ known. Selfish thought ..I expect thats a good sign.
Its hard to think of it happening when the sun is shining, kids are playing and all just goes on back home as normal isn't it? I have so much sympathy for the families of those soldiers.
The British general who is in command of Nato forces in Afghanistan, Lieutenant-General David Richards, has compared the intense fighting in Helmand to the worst seen in the Korean and Second World Wars.
Dulce bellum inexpertis - War is sweet for those who haven't experienced it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Oh, AW, I'd give you a hug if you were here.
As it is, I've got to go bake cookies. For a wedding. Have the Lemon Coolers and Snickerdoodles done. Have to do the Chocolate Dipped Sugar Cookies now. Then the peach tarts.
Pass the cookies, please.
Another big hug for {{{AW}}} and {{{Cinders}}}
Good morning, Mom.
Feeling much better......sure wish I was wise today.
I was wet all the way to my toes, but it doesn't all show. And you may notice that baby poop clashes with the color of our scrubs! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Thank goodness for hospital scrubs!! t&l, the moist
T&L, just how often does this happen to you at work?
I have FINALLY finished the persentation for church. It is emailed off. I am going to bed. I'm having trouble wanting to do this for more than 4 more weeks. If I had a good library of files from which to work, it would be a different matter. But, if I agree to keep doing it, I will have the files of hymns built up. But those 6 - 10 graphics slides are killers. (It was a total of 3,162 kb - 82 PowerPoint slides)
(However, if they'd turn me loose with the sermon slides, I could really make some nice changes. I guess I could quit going to my Bible study class before worship and have at that sermon..... But, I don't like that idea.)
Hello there all from AW's mum - Rella I want some cookies, no not need them - I WANT them please lol
TL the moist lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
all I can say rather you than me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Gives an entirely new meaning to jumping in to get wet doesn't it ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
We had a fair Fathers Day, wonderful sunny day, not hot not cold just a 'sparklin day' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ..... then grumpy got up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I swear the man could dampen a leak in the Eider dam. "Where are my tools, whos moved them, no one is supposed to touch my tools - No good morning you noticed?
Yes Dear I know. Your daughter borrowed them love, to finish the new fluro lights in her carport.
What? Oh! you know AW is not supposed to do electrics woman - of course no one BUT AW would borrow tools, the others dresses, shoes, cardigans whatever but NOT tools. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Yes dear I know.
grump grump AW grump grump tools grump grump leave them alone
Yes dear I know
Fellows is this starting to sound familiar to you? Yes I did think so lol
Meanwhile I gave him his cup of tea and bacon and eggs on toast while I gazed adoringly at him - ok I just gazed but the thought was there <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Fathers Day - almost as good as his birthday.
So he grumps off to 'see that the girl hasn't fried herself' - see I told he does care its just shifting through the grit and grist like panning for gold - while I stared at the dirty dishes and smiled appropriately as he went off to take charge.
The good news is AW was not fried however daddies little girl had him check the earthing and assured him he was a life saver - and gave him a Fathers Day hug and kiss and a gift voucher to buy MORE tools and then put Michael on his lap she later told me. He looks so awkward holding kids unless you pretend not to watch <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
We had a great lunch that finished about 6.30pm - bloated is not the word for it. The men are legless the wives are a tad annoyed but trying to be reasonable and took the whiskey off them. The garlic potato AW made - oh my goodness I could be addicted to it.
I'm now down to bickies and cheese. AW is sleeping with Michael, DD & her young man are spooning away down the back room watching some silly tv show.
Grumpy is talking male things with the 'boys' while the girls & some of their daughters are engaged in a barney over my GD's Lisa's 'right' to go to a night club as she is 17 now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The more things change the more they stay the same don't they TL?
And of course we all miss Aussies quiet presence on a day like today. But we pray he felt our love.
well back to the fray and cleaning up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sounds like a typical family get-together.....
Smiling to think that.
Got to church....went and loaded the presentations. Got them up and running - and the projector wouldn't work. 5 people and we couldn't get it to work. And it was beautiful......simply beautiful. And no one saw it. I had fabulous graphics. I had all the songs formatted to make them easier to read. Everything was great. Except that we couldn't get the machinery to cooperate so NO ONE got to see my hard work.
well a big hug and kiss to all.
We had a good fathers Day, I thought a lot of Aussie and his dad yesterday. I still miss that lonely old man he was gruff and so gentle to me and the kids and loved us all.
Good memories.
Of course the FAMILIA was its normal self <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Rella you JUST knew something like that would happen didn't you? lol all that hard work ... well its the dedication and thought that is important as the presentation you know.
Neal how are you hon? Whats the go on the book?
tl are you getting dry yet? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Well, I bet I am better appreciated now. Everyone had to hold those hymnals while they stood up and sang about 3 songs in a row.
Now, I think standing up to sing in church is fine. It's a break and, the more I stand up, the less bored I am. But, when I was little, our hymnals held about 350 songs. The ones we have now hold about 1000. So, they are quite heavy.
I suppose there is a good side to this.
Draw a Pig Personality Test <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I won't tell you what I got, but I'm curious to know what all of
you get. Did I ever tell you that hypocrisy is one of my major personality traits?
I'm going to be gone for the next few days. Will spend Tuesday and part of Wednesday visiting Mr. and Mrs. SS, and then 2 days in Las Vegas going to a class to prepare me for the certification exam for obstetrics. I've avoided taking it for years, because I've always thought my RN had been, and should be enough, but I'm losing several thousand dollars in income every year by not having it, so have finally decided to bite the bullet and get it over with.
HP has bought me a laptop (why? because he thinks I need one, I guess). If he gets it up and running for wireless, I'll still be able to log on while on my trip. If not, I can now play Super TextTwist on it, at least! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Good luck with the personality test. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Going to the park.....anime themed presentation of Shakespeare. Taking picnic....'bye!
TNL, study hard, get the certification and let them pay you what you're worth!
All the Shakespearean lines.....but anime/Japanese costumes....minimalist set....even my son, who is 13 and your basic ADHD boy, loved it. Daughter loved it. It was great.
tl
hope you have great few breaks with ss and his wife ..make sure you say a big hello from us all to both of them ... and get that learning thing done so like rella says, you get paid what you are really worth!!
hi rella !!
as for amy personality test
a realist; <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
believe in tradition, are friendly, and remember dates (birthdays, etc.); <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
secure, stubborn, and stick to your ideals; <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
a good listener.:)
have a good sex life. (not right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />)
stupid test! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Notice Neak is quiet lately.
I wonder if the Dervish cut the phone line.
We may never know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Cinders,
God knows how hard you worked, even if the people didn't get to see it. He always notices.
Hi AW.
No News yet?
Probably no news is better than news at this point.
They never call and say "We just finished a major battle, and your H is just fine."
AWM,
Thanks for your comments, and humor. It seems as though Grumpy is a lucky boy. I hope he knows it, and takes proper care of you. Sometimes we men take things for granted.
If we really took the time to think about it, we would take much better care of our partners.
SS
I'm a poor listener with a good sex life.
If I had to choose....
SS
As for me:
you are a realist.
you are innovative and active, but don't have a strong sense of family, nor do you remember dates
you are emotional and naive, you care little for details and are a risk-taker.
you are insecure or are living through a period of major change
You are a poor listener.
You have a good sex life.
That just goes to show what they know! They think I have a sex life.
[color:"red"]HOGWASH!!!!![/color]
Neak,
Your mom seems to be OK, except she is tired.
So what else is new??
We'll try not to wear her out too much more than she already is.
SS
Good to hear from you SS that tl is tired but ok. I sometimes think she just keeps running all day every day.
I'm told it keeps you young?? sounds like you know what to me !!
After Mikey, the job and cooking I'm pretty beat these days.
How do all these mums like Neak just keep running around ?? I sure its because they are so young and sassy!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm older and sassed out these days lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Rella I think the draw a pig test is too scientific for me hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak I hope your being quiet is the result of heaps of good things going on like the book and family and stuff! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I wont accept any non happy news ... hows that for denial??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I got a letter from Aussie today, not dated, but seems to be written over a day or so. Very hard to follow in some parts but I guess its the nature of the place and time hes at.
But its good to know he was ok a few days ago.
And SS I want to know WHY can't they tell all the families that ?? why why why???
ok ok I'm taking another pill - its the Army wife 103 Question nothing one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Short version: still no final word, as something came up that urgently needed to be dealt with yesterday so they spent all their time dealing with it and not me, all feedback on the revisions have been very positive i.e. "good stuff", and he is going to check and see if it was their intent to simply have him verify that the requested changes had been made and enter it into the system without the need to bring it up formally again.
All one sentence - not bad. So the news is still good, just not for sure final yet.
T&L has left us.
We think the visit was too short, and requested she come back again for a longer stay.
It's good to spend time with interresting people who have similar values. We enjoyed the time we spent with her.
Good Sig line Neak -
Hope they publish for you. I think less stress is best for you right now. Don't know though, just think that.
SS
Well, I think I'm coming down w/ the yucks again. Chest feels bad. Developing a cough. This is the typical pattern. Get this stuff once or twice a year. Why!!!????
Well, it could be worse.
All I have to do to know that is go to work and listen.
The guy w/ lymphoma, who has been on sick leave all summer, just finished a chemo treatment which means 5-6 days in the hospital. He has one more treatment left. He hopes to get to come back to work sometime next month.
A woman at the office has a child about to turn 2. He broke his femur at day care - just falling down repeatedly for the fun of it. He is in a half bodycast and has been for a couple of weeks. Has 2-4 weeks left in it. She and her husband and son just moved last weekend. For 16 months they have been living w/ his parents.
My supervisor is having a house inspection done tomorrow. There are large cracks appearing in his brickwork on the house and his drywall is cracking and the doors are not shutting properly. All this has happened since they built a new school about 1/2 mile from him and had to do a lot of blasting of rock.
Goodnight.
Cinders,
Sleep well. None of this two in the moring stuff this time.
(SS looks stern, then laughs.)
Wow, lots of pain, lots of hardship.
One of the good things about having T&L visit is that it was reaffirmed to us that there are such really good people out there in the world. Quite refreshing.
Hope you do well in the classes T&L.
SS
It's always fun having people visit. At least it has been so far.
I got home from Work just as T&L was pulling up in front of our house. I recognized her from previous photos, and motioned that she had the right place, and to come in. Even though I am old, and weak, and could barely lift it, I carried her huge suitcase in for her. Later I noticed it has wheels. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> At least it wasn't really heavy, just big.
We welcomed her to our home. (I was going to say "our humble home" but...... I don't know, does that sound bad?)
She got there close to dinner time, so we finished preparing dinner, while we talked to her about her trip, and schedule.
I won't include all the details, she can do that if she feels like it (and if she has time, which would be much more difficult to come by.)
After dinner, we sat in the living room, and talked until late. I wasn't smart enough to realize how tired she was, and I kept talking, and talking. Mrs Seeking enjoyed the conversation very much, and says T&L and family are welcome any time. We finally let her retire for the evening.
I wish you could have been in on the discussion. She is interesting, well read, and has a good education. She has wisdom as well as knowledge. We discussed so many things, I won't go into details about that. (except we talked about Neak, and Neaksis a lot of the time - but you'll have to pry out of her just WHAT we said about you.)
We talked about all your family to get to know you better, and have background on all of you. Nothing bad, don't worry about that. Promise. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I know that her biggest concern is for her family. That concern showed in every thread of conversation we had with her. I know she believes in God. I know she wants to do what is right. Like many mothers, it looks like she will wear herself out in the service of her family. I don't know if it should be any other way, and I think God looks kindly on her, though I don't pretend to speak for God.
It's wonderful to host people who are thoughtful, polite, and interresting. We sooooo enjoyed her visit.
Wed morning we had breakfast, and talked some more. Then we took her for a drive, and showed her a little of the area off the beaten path. I may post a photo, if she approves. That may take a few days, as she is taking classes in LV Nevada, and won't be home for a while yet.
She spoke in glowing terms of her children and their acomplishments. Though she was careful to say she knows they are not perfect (yet.) That last word was added in by myself, just to clarify what I thought I was getting by reading between the lines.
Did I mention she has a good sense of humor?
Hopefully she will remember that if her version of this differs with mine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Thanks T&L, the pleasure was ours. You are welcome any time.
SS
Well, SS, that suitcase would've been a LOT heavier if I'd remembered my clean underwear. Be grateful for small (in the metaphorical sense, of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) favors. I had a lovely time visiting. I'll be glad to chat more later, but we just finished the class and are leaving momentarily to casino-hop some more just to see the different themes. Neither of us drink or gamble but there's still plenty to look at.
Last night I took her out to The Concert of Legends (I gave her a choice of a belated baby present or a treat just for her and she apparently has enough diapers and toys). Now I don't know about you, but when I hear concert, I think of something with a certain dignity to it. Pianos, orchestras, stuff like that. The Concert of Legends, in addition to the Tina Turner, Prince, Britney Spears, the Temptations, and Elvis impersonators (good voice--lacked the whole hip thing), there were backup dancers, as well. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Let's just say that the last time I saw any woman in that advanced stage of undress, she was moments away from delivering a baby.
Christina also took some pictures of me that I had done just for Neaksis, since I knew she'd like them so much. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Tonight we're going to go look at the garden at the Bellagio, maybe see the Titanic artifacts and the plastinated human bodies on display at the Tropicana. I think we'll go look at the lions and King Tut's stuff, if we have time. But no staying up till 1AM tonight. We were so sleepy in class today it was pathetic. Not much of a partyer, when it comes right down to it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l, wild adventurer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
goodnight! If I get more sleep, I might feel better.
A day later, almost, and we are on page 3. What is the world coming to?
Sneaking on to say hi, SS - thank you, Rella, hope you feel better.
some better. I don't like medicine. Will take it but wish I didn't need it sometimes. Been using my albuterol puffer a few times a day. Only need the stuff when the respiratory funk sets in a couple of times a year. It seems to be helping lungs feel better. That and claritin seem to be doing the trick. More sleep would be good, too.
I'm sitting here like a blob, in front of the computer, trying to unstick my eyes enough to get up and do something. I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired. I was thinking about sleeping all day today and skipping church. However, I reconsidered that idea when Neaksis said, "OK, you sleep, and when people at church ask where you are today, I'll just tell them, 'My mom just spent the last few days in Las Vegas and she couldn't make it today because she came back too tired.'" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> So I decided to go after all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l: woman with a well-developed sense of self-preservation, indeed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis: <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
rella hope you feel much better very very soon
Ahhh good ole fashioned "Gentle Persuasion" .. now tl its not blackmail ...... really .. hehehehehe
Neaksis I just gotta love it.:D <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Now mum, lets see, shall I tell or won't I?
I wonder what I need done this week?
snicker
snicker
hehehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was just tightening the screws on the new king size bed for Mikey when they fell out. Its brand new and cost $700 !! am I annoyed or what!!
I'm going to fix myself with some brass fittings and bolts & make it look like it was meant that way ... poor workmanship no pride in the job mumble grumble @^%$@*&^%$%@
and my window is still not fixed! insurance companies mumble grumble %$#^*&%^$#$%^
whats the use!! may as well do THAT to. OR I could put a new door in instead!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Aussie & I POJA that stuff but as I am his legal proxy while hes away ... AW, do you agree ?? .. yes! Aussie, do you agree ?? ( jumping to other side) YES!!
See POJA !! ...........works for me and all ligit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Stop looking at me that way you guys <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> its ligit I tell you
Well, SS, if the pleasure was
yours, how come I had such a good time? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Yes, you may post any picture you want. Try to pick the one in which my double chin is the smallest, if possible. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Well, must go. Oddly enough, I seem to be going to church today! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
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L[/color][color:"blue"]O[/color][color:"purple"]L[/color][color:"orange"]![/color][color:"green"]![/color][color:"yellow"]![/color][color:"blue"]![/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Both of you women!!! All of you women!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now, go read my post on iville and tell me what I need to do.
And I have found something HYSTERICAL!! Go to this link:
http://www.nco.org/store/recordings.htm#kpaLook for the Kid Pan Alley-Nashville cd. Find the song 'Cheetah' and click to listen. I found it full of double meanings - I'm sure they were unintentional. Just have a 'free range' mind, I guess.
WEll, I've taken my vitamins. And my meds. Who wants to come help me do my two powerpoint presentations? Or, shall I go shopping?
32 hours and no posts! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
What is this world coming to????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
I have a lot to catch up on, I see. Rella, I'll check in a bit. AW, if anyone could persuade them the bed was supposed to look that way, it would be you.
Here is the fairly self-explanatory letter I just wrote.
September 11, 2006
Mrs. Teacher:
Although I would not undermine your authority in front of the children, I want to privately express my questions on the method you have chosen to discipline my daughter.
When I was in school, it took something really bad to get you suspended, such as fistfights on school property, obscenities or profanities being used, or some other type of beyond-the-pale juvenile delinquent behavior.
I do not mean this in a sarcastic way, as I have been out of the loop with our school systems for quite some time, but has it become common to suspend children for minor infractions? If you had a new student from a family you had never met before, would you have suspended them for playing with toys belonging to the other students (after several warnings)?
Maybe the answer is yes, and if so then I have no argument whatsoever with this suspension. I can accept that schools have changed since I attended, and that suspensions are given freely for things that would have earned a few missed recesses or some sentences back in my time.
But if you do not normally discipline your other students this strictly, then I would not want to see you making the mistake of treating the Princess as if she were another child such as Valkyrie. The Princess has been an honest, truthful child since she was born, and during all the time she was raised in our family environment. Unless something has changed in the last two weeks, she does not lie and she does not steal. Unlike Mr. Computer, she does not even sneak sweets (at least 99% of the time), even when the opportunity presents itself. She would not steal the toys of others, and she would not lie about what she was doing with them.
In case you were not aware of Val’s background, Neaksis is not her real mother. Val was molested by several men from the time she was two. One in particular would give her donuts and other sweets after he was done with her. When she was removed from her mother and placed with Neaksis, she no longer received these sweets. Ever since, stealing has become a huge problem for her, and directly traces back to her molestation. It has continued to be troublesome, even some years after her adoption.
The Princess comes from a very different hereditary background and environment from Val, and correspondingly has a very different behavior system and character. Certainly she needs to learn to leave the other children’s belongings alone. She has a case of princessitis, which comes from having free access to all the toys in three households. She needs to understand that school is different, and she cannot play with other’s belongings without permission. But again, even accounting for the repeat offenses, is suspension the best way to teach her these boundaries?
Sincerely,
Neak
Of course this is no offense to Val, who was doing as she was trained to do, and it will take years to undo the damage.
See!!
just another reason not to let Mikey go to school at all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
and neak those brass bolts look just like they were meant to be there!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I did the first panel for the patio enclosure over the weekend and it looks quite ok. Think I will go for the perspex windows not the glass as then I can take them out completely in summer and just leave the fly wire up, but I'm thunking ( bit like thinking but with grunt!) on it lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And and I got a good contact who said they could make my folding doors and fit then for half the price I have got so far. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> but I'm checking their quality first.
poopers, Aussie said I wasn't allowed to do those myself..hes concerned I'll damage the bay window frame & fall through the glass ....ha ..... pessimist !!
Yes, you may post any picture you want. Try to pick the one in which my double chin is the smallest, if possible. No double chin in this one - and I didn't think you had one in the first place. I should look closer???
Mrs Seeking gave permission for this one also.
T&L and Mrs SS at the Snow Canyon overlook.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/TL/T&L_MrsSS.jpgIf you look closely, you can see the ribbon of highway down below. It gives you an idea of the scale.
SS
Neak,
It's always stressful when these things happen. At least it is for me.
I hope it is resolved well, and quickly, and that you things are back to normal soon.
Or maybe with the Dervish around, I should say I hope things are much better than normal soon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Neak, You are very kind. Thanks so much. W is ahead of me, and we keep stealing it from each other.
I told your Mom, and I think I'll tell you too.
I have so much respect for what you have done. I think you have a noble disposition. Your sister also -
I consider it a privilege to know you, and your family.
Trials seem to either bring out the best in us, or destroy us. All of you are looking very good as far as I am concerned.
I suppose you probably already know your mother loves you, but I think I'll tell you again. After our discussions with her, I don't think any sacrifice (in your behalf) would be too much for her. Through her words I have seen again the miracle of a mothers love. It showed in everything she said and did while she visited with us.
I want to let you all in on a big secret too.
Underneath her hard exterior is the kindest, nicest, most loving person you can imagine. I hope she doesn't get upset at me for blowing her cover. She tries so hard to protect her image.
Hi Cinders,
GET BETTER !!!
Hi AW.
I thought when he was gone, you could do anything you wanted with the house.
You are so sweet to consider his feelings.
SS
Underneath her hard exterior
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I have a hard exterior? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I thought I had you fooled with all those warm fuzzies. Guess not... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Excellent choice of photos, SS. Even I, with my eagle eye for that double chin, couldn't find it in your selection. Good eye!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have a hard exterior? I thought I had you fooled with all those warm fuzzies. Guess not... I won't fall for this one.
Neaksis knows what I meant. Neak does too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I should probably post this one too.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/TL/T&L_SS.jpgSS
You mean T&L is neither a turtle nor an armadillo?
I won the lottery Saturday night.
I'm off to a concert tonight! Have fun everyone.
BTW, it is not fun when you treat yourself to a pedicure and they cut your toe.
It might be too late, Cinders, but I was going to advise you to get a dress if you could think of a few more occasions to wear it. Or, what I would do is check out the thrift stores and try to find something fancy yet cheap. Somehow it seems that a lot of those "one use only" formals end up there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis has spent the last couple weeks redecorating my house from the thrift stores, and it's beginning to look amazing, escept for the dirty handprints, a few footprints, (and the odd booger), on the walls.
Speaking of boogers, since Mom visited the Titanic exhibit in Vegas, she brought back a book full of pictures of artifacts and stuff, which the Dervish has been devouring. He made the mistake of trying to lecture Poppa about the "Ticanic". Well, that is one of Poppa's favorite subjects. "It happened when I was very small, you know." (Actually it happened almost three years before he was born. Technically, I suppose he was small. Very, very small.)
But the Dervish barged in, yakking a mile a minute about when da Ticanic sinked. "Da hole ship sinked when it hit an iceburger."
Wonder if In 'N' Out has the recipe for that one yet......
I am never fooled by Mom's exterior, even if she is a very intimidating person. (bwaaaa) I never doubt that she loves us, and we're awfully attached to her, too. That would be awfully in the sense of very attached, not terribly horribly attached.
In my dreams, when I'm not to tired from trying to keep up with Neaksis to remember them, I have been visiting my MB friends one by one.
AJ has to go to the doctor tomorrow for what is hopefully not a hernia. It is a sore bulge in his navel. At least we can be sure he isn't pregnant. Maybe he has a parasite. Or, as the office lady suggested, maybe he just needs a cream. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Perhaps Neaksis will deign to tell you all about my adventures with the coconut cream pie. I cannot face divulging it myself, and yet I would hate for you to be deprived of the sticky saga. Dear, brave, coconut cream pie. Isaiah 40:4
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Well, I ended up buying a top....I did find a kind soul who snapped a very unflattering photo of me. Don't you hate having the extra flesh under your chin effect in photos? Tilt your head up a tad and there it is!
The Black top can go w/ several different things - dress slacks or skirt. In lots of differnt colors. Only other colors on it are silver embroidery and white beads. I was so pretty. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Well, I can honestly say I did look nice.
And I did win the lottery....well, sort of......I won $4. Only the second time I've ever played the lottery. It's been almost 2 years since I bought a ticket. I've spent a total of $3 playing. I figure I'll give God 25% of my winnings, recoup my investment, and split the balance with my daughter since it was her idea that we buy the ticket.
I have a hard exterior? I thought I had you fooled with all those warm fuzzies. Guess not...
I won't fall for this one.
No? Well, shoot, and here I was all set to offer you the use of my 10-foot pole, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am never fooled by Mom's exterior, even if she is a very intimidating person. (bwaaaa)
I have NO idea what you're talking about. I don't know what is wrong with everybody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I don't know what your sister has to tell us, but since I haven't heard it either, and now have SATELLITE INTERNET, I expect to see it tomorrow morning or else.
Or else what, you ask? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Danged if I know. Maybe I can
intimidate someone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Cinders,
Good for you. Both things.
Maybe life's simple pleasures really are the best.
Neak,
Out with the pie story. There's no way you can get out of it now.
The Dervish lives in an exciting world. So many things to learn. He must have heard "Go for the Gusto" over and over when he was small. He sure does live like it.
I hope AJ is OK. Did the Hernia thing myself, it's not fun.
No more though, they say this plastic mesh will last until the Resurrection.
The Doc said "Now you've got Steel in your leg, plastic in your gut, and rocks in your head."
"Rocks in my head?" I repeated.
"Yes, but they were there before, we didn't do that one" said the Doctor.
Pretty good Doc in most ways. Sorry to see him retire.
Oops, got off track again.
T&L,
Nice music. Enjoyable, calming, uplifting.
Suspect by now you are back working long hours slaving away in the middle of the night.......... and at both ends too. Prayers continue.
God lives.
Isn't it wonderful.
SS
Maybe T&L should play some heavy metal or bad rap to the women in labor so they will get busy, push those babies out, and get out of L&D and into a post-partum room?
You want to talk about simple pleasures.....going and sitting in the presence of good musicians in a good space. That is a fabulous pleasure.
So, last night's concert.....Nashville Chamber Orchestra This is what their website said about it to try to get you to buy tickets.
http://www.nco.org/season/gala.htmThis was the last big event to open the new symphony hall.
http://www.nashvillesymphony.org/ssc/So, the evening was hosted by Marty Stuart
They played this piece of jazz they had commissioned. I didn't care for it and I usually like jazz but that's ok. You can't like EVERY piece of music.
Then they played the ballet version of Appalachian Spring suite byt Aaron Copeland. That is the piece of music where the passage "Tis a gift to be simple, Tis a gift to be free, Tis a gift to come down where you ought to be" is found.
After the intermission, Marty Stuart and his band played a couple of numbers. He is one scary looking man. His hair looks like a bad Halloween wig. So what if that is a DJ.
Then the orchestra played this beautiful movement from "Blackberry Winter" featuring some beautiful dulcimer music.
Then some dobro player (this guitar looking thing w/ a huge chrome-like plate on the front) and his band played and they were good.
Then the Jubilee Singer from Fisk University sang "My Soul's Been Anchored in the Lord" in commemoration of 09/11/01. Following that they sang pme verse of "I Will Arise" which segued into the rest of "Blackberry Winter".
After that was the one of the highlights of the evening: Earl Scruggs and his band and some more guys played "Foggy Mountain Breakdown".
After that, Connie Smith sang a song she co-wrote.
And after that, Darrell Scott and band did 'River Take Me".
Now, these are big names here - some of which I had never heard before but I don't usually do country music.
However, the show was wonderful.
Getting home at 11:30 on a 'work night' was not wonderful.
Glad you had fun, and hope you were able to pry your eyelids open the next morning. Are you still tired? I would be.
Wanna hear what was worse than the late hours.....I forgot to take my Concerta and my Lexapro Sunday morning and Monday morning or was that Monday morning and Tuesday morning. But, yesterday, I felt like I should just go ahead and die and get it over with. Both those medications affect neurotransmitters or something like that. So, my brain was so messed up. I remembered evening med las night and morning stuff this morning and feel MUCH better. Yesterday, it was all I could do to remain conscious.
Wow Cinders, that's some music fest.
I'm getting so I like quiet calm stuff lately. I think they call it "background" music. It's easier to sleep when the music stays in the background.
Please be a good girl and take your meds on time.
Neak, are you saying you are NOT tired these days?
Hope so. That would be good.
It would still be nice to hear the pie story, but I know yelling won't help, so I'll just ask nicely again. I wouldn't yell anyway.
Please? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hi T&L.
Hi AW, and AWM.
I'm jealous - it's Friday for you, I have to wait until tomorrow. This has been a long week.
Neak, does Mr Computer have his own pocketknife yet? He's getting close to the right age.
Also.......... "Well written, gripping story and moving subject matter. Great author, would like to hear from her again."
You can quote me.
SS
SS--so glad you liked the book. I would've enjoyed it even if it hadn't been written by my daughter, so was hoping you and your family would like it too.
Read in the news a few days ago that the Australian soldiers in southern Afghanistan had had their bloodiest battle since Viet Nam. It only mentioned injuries to 6, but still... AW, if you read this, know we're all thinking of you and Aussie, and that you're in our prayers.
It's be SO busy at work. My word...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's
be SO busy at work, I don't even have time to finish my words! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hope they deliver quick, then no more come in -
Is it bad to hope that?
Maybe I should just say "Thy will be done." and quit.
SS
Oh, I'm past mere exhaustion, but not from concerts. Charity from Neaksis is a genuine blessing from God, but does not come fully assembled.
She is helping me streamline my household by getting rid of EVERYTHING that is extra, excess, does not fit, does not get used, is no good, is not likely to get fixed, ad infinitum. We have filled a 20 ft trailer 4+ feet high with the first dump load, and that is not counting the piles of yard sale boxes that have been carted out.
I knew we had a lot of junk, but even I was surprised by how much it was, and continues to be. We are also sorting through GP's excess belongings, as one 91yo man has a limit to how many hundreds of boxes of stuff he needs stored in the garage.
I am so tired and sore I can hardly move, but it is looking really nice around here.
My eyes are crossing and I'm too tired to try the pie story tonight. If Neaksis doesn't want to tell it, perhaps she will at least give me enough time to write it myself. My eyes were crossing by 8 tonight, but she was extra kind and let me off work a little before 7.
I'm so glad you liked the book. I am smiling tiredly. The only reason my facial muscles still work is I haven't been lifting any boxes with them.
Nighty night. (A few more weeks and you will probably start seeing more of me again.)
Can you believe I now have to go return rental videos. I'm too tired!!!! Go out or go to bed.....Pay a late fee of about 2$ or go to bed?I think I'll go to bed.
Hello all this is AW’s mum
I do hope you are all well and that everyone has been happily involved in their families and significant other - myself just with grumpy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW is extremely quiet and pensive right now, there has been no message or letter for 8 days and Aussie has been sending at least one - usually 2 or 3 - each week so its unusual but not yet anything to panic about - however its worrisome. At least no casualty notification team has arrived so that is good news.
Our Defence officials and Defence Minister Brendan Nelson would not comment on a report that Australian soldiers killed more than 150 members of the Taliban in recent hand to hand fighting and stated “ While the activities of other Nato-led forces have received international news coverage, it was Australian policy not to comment on current special forces operations” He would not respond to unofficial leaks stating that it had become “a Vietnam-style conflict, and with all the losses that implied” .
I just felt this huge lump in my chest when I heard this and we got the message notification. I pray its not happening all over again.
Grumpy looked at AW and had tears in his eyes. I haven’t seen that for many years.
I think AW is frightened to sit at the PC and perhaps begin to brood too much, she is trying to remain positive and upbeat and keep busy.
Busy has been easy for her as she volunteered to assist the Army arrange the promotions for the Queens Birthday on Monday 2 October. I’m sure when she is more settled – or is that rested ? - she’ll chat
Football finals are on so we are going to watch the Fremantle Dockers THRASH Melbourne - I hope - be good for al of us.
I do thank you all so so much for the prayers and love for our battered warrior. The angels have been busy with him for some time now even though he has decided to become a doubter. They must I believe have no doubt in him despite himself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
There has been a huge battle going on in Afghanistan since 9/2. It lasted 11 or so days. Aussie was probably too busy to write. Tell AW that my prayers are with him.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />Happy 28th birthday to Neaksis! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
We got her the numbers 2 and 8 to put on her cake, but put them on so they read "82." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
They're serving the food now. Must go.
t&l
AMum, pack up the whole lot of you and get on over here to my house. I'll take you over to the Australian Festival. Plenty of Aussies for you to meet. Some footie and cricket, too. No roundball this year. I am disappointed about that. Got some great water you can try. Tasmanian Rain is the brand name. Rainwater from Tasmania. Bought my TimTams, Montes, Mint Slices, and Violet Crumbles last night. No Aussom Aussie barbeque 'dust' this year. The shipment came in to the retailer just a few hours after he left home to come here. Lamingtons and meat pies available in Nashville this weekend. Several Australian musicians played last night. There is a concert by Colin Hay tonight.
Happy birthday Neaksis !! 28 is SOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo young
lucky thing you!!
love AW
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Rella !!! did you save some????? I'm on my way!!!
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm TimTams, Mint Slices Oooooooooooooooo,
Violet Crumbles oh my - do you buy by the kilo?
AW is not allowed near this post!!
I've got her walking around the block right this minute she left but seconds ago - after I took her purse off her though - shop is around the corner. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Its for her own good she is trying to loose weight and keep her sugar levels down - sometimes you just have to give 'tuff luv' and I've had many years experience torturing my children - I mean parenting my children!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
and it keeps her busy of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
no news by the way. Believer thankyou for the info as we don't get much here at all due to Gov requests to the news services. Good and bad news I suppose for us all.
AW was VERY polite to the DFO team this morning - they were trying so hard to keep the wives from worrying it was alomst painful. Their hearts are in right place its just that they don't have much information like the rest of us.
I sometimes wonder if the instant news you can get these days is a blessing or a curse.
Well lunch planning will be prawns and salad and steel wall cladding for my worry wort darling.
Lots of kisses for you all.
AWSMUM <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I bought a box of 42 large Violet Crumbles. Daughter gave me $10 toward the $52 purchase.....That's a lot of candy.....Son wouldn't contribute to the VC fund. So, he got 4 bars (they cast $1.75 US dollars each, normally, when we find them at the festival). Daughter and I split the remaining 38 candy bars. That stash will need to last us a year unless we want to order more from a catalogue.
The man w/ the Aussom Aussie seasoning didn't have more this year. He says the sauce is good too.
D and I had our first Bunderberg Ginger Beer Friday night. We like the stuff. A bit like spicy apple cider. Not like our Ginger Ale. Has a fuller flavor....wish I could buy it locally.
I could if I lived in Atlanta. Maybe if I lived in Little Rock, Arkansas.
Too bad.
We had fun. We have pictures.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We had fun. We have pictures.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, when are you going to post them?
-AD
We had fun, too. But we don't have pictures.
But we bought 2 cases (a total of 48 bottles) of bungabeer.
As soon as we succeed in getting them off the camera phone.
The one of me was best, but Neaksis and Mom were pretty cool, too.
we don't have pictures. But we bought 2 cases (a total of 48 bottles) of bungabeer.
Shoot, with 48 bottles of beer, you don't NEED pictures, since you wouldn't be able to see them anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I can't post any of mine until I re-charge the battery so they can be sent to somebody's computer. Tomorrow Neak can talk me through it, but America's Funniest Home Videos is over, and I'm on my way home to slip into something a little more comfortable...
a coma. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's non-alcoholic....if you drank it all, the only reaon you couldn't see the pictures would be because you were in the bathroom/restroom/loo/wc/lav/potty/head/latrine/down the hall.
Still no pix in my email box. *pout*
YES, PICTURES !!!
WE WANT PICTURES !
We also want the pie story. I won't ask again though, I'm trying to be more polite. I'll just leave this innocent comment about it without asking, pleading, or begging.
Neak, hows the truck driver doing?
And just as important, how's his W, and family getting along?
I would really like to know.
Rella,
That's a lot of candy. You sound like me, I get some, and I eat a little a few times a week. Drives my kids nuts, they want to eat it all NOW!
SS
Once upon a time, there was a husband and wife. They loved each other and wanted to do nice things for each other.
One day they were shopping in a store, a Stupor Sentre. As they cruised up and down the produce aisles, the husband, we'll call him CJ, paused to admire a froaen coconut creme pie. All ready to eat, just thaw and serve. Not wanting to spend the $4-5 to purchase it, CJ bravely wiped the drool from his chin and went on, forgetting all about his dreams of white fluffy coconutness.
His wife, we'll call her Sneak, did not forget. The next time Sneak returned to the Stupor Sentre, she decided to reward CJ for his hard work, and purchase the pie to surprise him.
Well, he was surprised before it was all over.
The first several servings went well. CJ had a couple of pieces, and so did Crandpa. After the children went to bed, Sneak went out to get herself a piece. With gentle precision, she carved out a wedge, not too large, not too small. Steady-handed, she transferred it to a plate, mouth watering genteelly. There was still a half-pie remaining.
Sneak frowned with concern as she carried the pie back to the refrigerator. The lid did not snap on, as one would expect for a pie costing more than $4. She splayed her fingers to hold the dish more securely, so as not to drop it while she opened the magnetically latched do.........
[color:"red"]SPLAT!!!!!!!! [/color]
Who would have thought whipped cream could be so heavy? It did not tumble at all; it simply turned upside-down and dropped like a stone, landing just inside the door of the refrigerator.
Like a white swell of pounding surf, the majority of the whipped cream rolled underneath the vegetable drawer. The custard broke the fall for the crust, which was cracked but relatively intact.
At least until Sneak scooped it up the best she could, and placed it back in the pie tin. All of the custard was still good, and she was even able to salvage a small portion of whipped cream. The shriveled, tufted heap reminded for an odd moment of her brother Lard's early taxidermy effort, "Study Model of a Mouse".
Love is nothing if not sacrificial, so with the barest sigh, Sneak wrapped up the perfect, majestic piece of pie, ready for when CJ asked for it at lunchtime the next day.
She told him what had happened, though not that the "one good piece" remaining was to have been her own.
The next day after lunch, CJ asked for another helping of pie, and duly received and consumed that one piece.
That should have been the end of the story. But no.
After supper, CJ felt a yearning, for just one more piece of that scrum-diddly-umptious coconut cream pie, and asked Sneak if she would bring it to him. She cautioned him, reminding him that the portion that was left, about one third of a pie worth, was substandard.
CJ didn't care. Coconut pie he wanted, and coconut pie he would have.
Words fail. It really is kindest to draw a veil over the next few moments, as Sneak took the pie out of the refrigerator, taking extra care to be mindful of the lid's inability to fasten properly.
A shriek - or was it a bellow? - a snarl, a hiss, and a sobbing moan later, Sneak bent over the now-familiar crust, hoping she would at least be able to salvage enough off the floor for a single piece.
It took some careful molding, but she pulled it off. There was even a single tiny dab of whipped cream, about the size of a soy bean, perched jauntily atop the swirling mass.
As Sneak stared at it with glazed eyes, her sister, Sneaksis, took pity on her. "Here, I'll take that to CJ for you. You look too guilty."
A few minutes later, CJ called Sneak aside. "I certainly was surprised that Sneaksis brought me the pie. That was very nice of her!"
Sneak smiled weakly and said nothing.
Who would have thought an emotional need for coconut cream pie would be so hard to meet?
Only an author -
It was worth waiting for.
The agony, and the ecstasy - only without the ecstasy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Sorry Neak. Should I send you another $5 ??
Just so you know, I clean it up as best I can, and eat it too. Sometimes it's hard.
I didn't know if I should laugh, or cry. Always the sign of a good story.
SS
Hope that CJ never reads here and find out all the places the pie hit before it hit his mouth.
By Neaksis' party on Friday, it had become only funny to me.
'CJ' had enough ecstasy for all of us. But he said next time I could get a banana cream pie if I wanted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Blech. Besides, a banana cream pie is not nearly as sturdy as the coconut. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It's kind of funny, but after spending my growing up years camping all over the country, I would not be able to bring myself to throw something away just because part of it fell on the floor. Well, except maybe soup. ("That's all right kids - here's a straw for each of you. Hurry now, while it's still hot...") Bwaaaaaa!!!!
Mom is going to try and send me the pix again tonight. She just hasn't been able to get it to send yet.
Tomorrow I am leaving town with the truck driver. This time I will have internet access, and possibly even a short while here and there to use it. Neaksis will stay with the 4 school children and Grandpa, while I take the 2 home school problem children. (Tasmanian Devil Chile, as Melody Lane says.) The dog will come home, but has been living it up in the meanwhile, now somewhere in WA along 97.
As to how he/we are doing, the short version of a complicated answer is pretty well overall. He has been frustrated lately that I'm not doing better, ie I still have trouble stringing my thoughts together and remembering to do things on a frequent basis, I am frustrated by my forgetfulness, extreme startle-ability (ask Neaksis), and so on, even though I am worlds better than I was last year or even last month. As I told him, sometimes I actually recognize myself again, the happy joyous person I used to be. I think he feels that since he has tried so hard (and he has!), that it should all be over with. It seems to be for him, I am not there yet.
Just think how long the long answer would have been. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
In other news, the septic people are starting work today, and our gate will get fixed tomorrow or the next day. HOORAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
B - ROFL!!!!!!!!
CJ had to suspect something....he knows we still have several 'pieces' of 'pie' left, he sends me out to the kitchen to get some, hears a crash and a yell, and then some while later gets this dilapidated pile of pudding and crushed crusts, hand-delivered to him by a smirking Neaksis, and then had me tell him sadly there was no more pie left.
I satisfied (in my own mind) the PORH by letting A....I mean CJ know that the story was on here. If he doesn't make time to read it, well that's not my fault, is it??? Lol.
We're going camping in 2 weeks. I'm going to have to inspect closely any food he so kindly brings me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
"It's payback, Baby!"
So, did the pie hit the floor or bottom of the frig once or twice?
1x bottom of fridge
1x floor
Bless your heart, I suggest you buy another pie sometime soon. And be sure you get some.
I did get one piece, between disaster #1 and #2.
I would have gotten another one already, but since he wants banana next, I am hoping that I go in there when they are all out of banana and only have coconut left. "Aw shucks, it was all they had, Dear. I know how much you wanted the banana, too."
HP is very fond of playing computer word games with me. I don't know exactly why. Maybe because he not only gets to look over my shoulder and tell me what to do without my complaining about it, but I actually do what he says...who knows? But he's been playing TextTwist with me for months now, and we have a good time without any of that uncomfortable personal interaction stuff! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> A couple of weeks ago, I introduced him to Bookworm (also on games.yahoo.com, in case somebody's looking for a new way to waste their time!), and he took to it immediately. The first game we played together, we went 13 levels higher than I'd ever done on my own before burning up the library.
Yesterday I had a whole bunch of stuff planned to do, but he decided to keep his sore throat home sick, and we spent an inordinate amount of time playing Bookworm. In the process, I noticed something extremely interesting. Our game playing is the perfect metaphor for our marriage. Over and over, we will select the very same set of letters at the very same time--only he'll read them from one end, and I'll read them from the other. (Examples: sward/draws; spot/tops; emir/rime, etc.) In so many life situations, we do the same thing--looking at the same set of events and circumstances, but coming up with the opposite conclusions or solutions. It was just weird to see this dynamic play itself out in a game, without any conscious decision to make it that way. The Odd Couple...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
that big wet SPLAT you all heard against the screen was the coffee I snorted through my nose as I fell off my chair laughing about the pie!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Rather ro-man-tic though!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So glad you are feeling great neak and getting better every day!!
hi SS & rella & tl hope you guys are all doing well.
me I'm happy as .... cause <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis - call your photo lady.
You know T&L,
I was talking with my W one day, and expressing how different we were, and how it drove me crazy.
She seemed unmoved by my rant.
After a while, she winked at me, and she said "I thought you LIKED the differences."
It stopped me cold, and I haven't complained since. Maybe we are different for a reason. I know it drives me nuts, but maybe it's supposed to be.
You've probably already thought of that, but I needed to exercise my fingers.
Neak,
Have a fun trip. Or at least enjoy the change. You know what they say about change.......... anyway.
I think he feels that since he has tried so hard (and he has!), that it should all be over with. It seems to be for him, I am not there yet.
Says a lot. We'll keep praying. You keep trying.
HI Beliver. Hope you guys aren't too busy with injured people coming back from Afghanistan.
AW,
you do seem happy most of the time. Good for you. I'm sure Mikey makes sure you get plenty of exercise, so I won't encourage you on that one.
Hope the next news about Aussie is good news.
Neaksis,
I'd tell you to have fun these next few days, but I don't want to be accused of being sarcastic.
In your case, I don't believe a change will be even close to as "good as a rest." I'm sure you'll make the best of it though.
SS
It's a trade-off; she has an extra kid and an extra grandfather in the evenings, but is Drama Queenless the whole time, and childless during the day. Maybe not as good as a rest, but her ears will be happy 7 hours a day without the loud rants.
Bye everyone, catch you OTR.
Bye Neak,
God be with you - and everyone.
SS
BTW, I was thinking she's giving up the drama queen, but getting the dervish ???
All I know of him, is what his own mother told me.
Based my comments on that. (really big grin)
SS
remind me to tell you the latest story about my daughter later. Right now, I just want to go to bed.
Well, if you're not asking, I'm not telling.
(sulking princess wanders off to find someone with whom to play)
Well, if you're not asking, I'm not telling.
You said to
remind you. I thought that was only if you FORGOT...which obviously you haven't! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
(sulking princess wanders off to find someone with whom to play)
Correct use of whom, and no dangling preposition. I commend you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> However, if you're going to be a sulking princess, may I suggest Neak's daughter, the Pwitty Pouting Pwintheth, as a playmate? She likes tea parties. And being the boss. Sound like fun? Come on over! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Unfortunately, Tina's adoptee, the Valkyrie, also likes to be the boss. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Their tea parties often lack that sense of delicately-refined restraint you'd might expect if you've read much about British high society. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> More crashing crockery than the dainty clinking of tea cups against their porcelain saucers. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oooooo ..that sounds like a Officers wives party <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
without the blood <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes there is blood.
And I have the Dervish AND the Drama Queen. Who has been immeasurably less dramatic without an (un)appreciative audience.
However, Neaksis is getting a baby today. That ought to even the odds a bit.
Time to sweep the truck. It is chilly and drizzly here - such a nice change from CA!
I have emailed Neaksis' birthday pictures for you to post. I'm going to bed. My back is out, and I was crippled all night at work. Sometimes I couldn't even stand up straight. However, the upcoming shifts are overtime, and I'll be switched if I'm going to miss time-and-a-half...so I'm going to bed and try to sleep it off. YOU post the pictures. Neaksis isn't around, so you can select whatever you want! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neak - you have both. I missed that.
Travel safely both Neak and AJ. May this trip be more rewarding than the last one was.
T&L,
We should keep you on the rack longer next time, and stretch out your back more.
You never did say - were the classes in LV helpful?
I mean as far as useful knowledge, not just for certification.
Cinders,
Of course we want to hear. Whenever you feel like asking, just remember this post, and insert a yes. We may not always be here to do it for you - please help us out when that happens.
Ok, now the polite part is out of the way.
WHAT HAPPENED WITH YOUR DAUGHTER !!!
AW,
All the projects going well?
Neaksis, you can tell stories about Neak while she is gone. I'm surprised you didn't already post some.
SS
Tuesday night was Open House at her school. That night they had available the test results from last year's state mandated tests. In order to get high school credit for certain courses, you must pass the course and the end-of-the-year test for the course (they are called Gateway tests). The score categories are 'below proficient' (and this is NOT the category in which you wish to score), 'proficient' (this is the lowest category in which you wish to score), and 'advanced'.
So, I got her test results and, before I had a chance to look at them, she took them to peruse.
She very nonchalantly tossed them back to me and said, "Well, I am totally advanced." She then carried on as if this was no big deal.
There were 3 tests - geometry, biology, and language (all honors courses at her school). And, in every category, on all three tests, she scored in the advanced range.
It was just so funny to hear her announce that she was 'totally advanced'. I thought I would crack up.
CHECK THIS OUT!!
http://www.getamused.com/videos/funnycatvideos.htmlOk, I'm through ordering you around. Just take a peek.....We all thought it hysterical.
Loved the cat vids.
We are in Lathrop reloading, then it is a quick stop by the office and off to home.
The Dervish has worn his welcome pretty thin, as in "YOU ARE NEVER COMING ON THIS TRUCK EVER EVER AGAIN!!!!!"
At least not till the next time.
He will have to be good for a while and grovel as well.
We have been running since yesterday with one of AJ's co-workers, a nice eastern Indian man. His nationality is only important because of his name. Which I have no idea what it is. But the closest AJ can come to pronouncing it is to call him "Surrender". The Dervish does it, too. "Hi, Surren-DAH!" Probably the Dervish is closer to the correct pronunciation.
Right now the little turkey is drawing pictures of his father wearing a dress. I hope I need not say he is making it up out of whole cloth, not recreating an actual memory.
The Diva-person will look nice when she gets home and changes into clean clothes. She will never be the next Pythagorus. But if you're artistic, who needs math? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And, let's see. The Dervish woke up early, and had already urinated in his bottle 3x before the rest of us woke up. Just thought you'd want to know.
Well, time to pack up. It's hard to believe that 2 little kids, lightly packed, could still make such a mess.
Oh, before I do that, let me just share with you one of Val's assigned writings: a "liceince plates" list.
1. Whashton
2. callredo
3. California
4. B. C.
5. iBhow
For graphics, she drew some of America's landmarks: Mount Roushmore and the stachu of lidirty.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak,
You're such a realistic parent. I laughed through the whole thing.
I see by your Dervish comment that this trip left something to be desired. Not a Mary Poppins trip it seems?
Cinders,
She's totally advanced is she?
I had a little girl ask me (at the grocery store yesterday ) "Are you Mary Poppins?"
I told her I'm not even close to "practically perfect in ever way." I don't know if she understood, but it got a good laugh out of her mother.
I hope she has fun being so advanced. I think I'll stay a little lower on the scale, where life isn't quite so fast.
On the cat link -
Who takes the videos? Some of that stuff is wild !
Have a good weekend everyone.
SS
Thndrnltng,
I just thought I’d share that when I first saw your name I had to do a double take because I thought it said “fartlighting”.
I know they aren't all that close, but it was funny at the time! (of course in a sick, potty minded, man style sense of humor)
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Git tha matches, Maw, it's gonna be a big one! (We're going to have a hard time not reminding Mom of this, oh, every day or so.)
Not a Mary Poppins trip, no, but by yesterday they were tiring greatly and were pretty good. But the other trip was far, far worse. I am merely tired at the close of this one, and not steamed. I even got to take a shower.
Oh, I was going to tell you about the awful road construction on 97. Narrow 2-lane mountainous road, part of which was a steep 6% grade, and they make the shoulder an 8-inch drop-off, and remove ALL THE LINES from the road!!!!!!!! Deigning only to put a few non-reflective tabs down the center. Naturally I was driving during that section, and fortunately AJ was sleeping.
How nice it is to be home, but what fun it was to see a little corner of the countryside, too. (I just wish we had actually seen the stachu of lidirty, even if it is so hard to get it clean.)
Neak, SS, TL & rella hi there all and all of the clan, hope you had a great week.
I have had a lot of fun reading about the trip & the kids lol oh yes brings back all those 'wonderful'memories of long road trips when they were younger.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I can remember the most common comment .. Ï THOUGHT you had gone earlier !!! Mum I need to go NOWWWW!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
rella I am so happy for you that your dd did so well..I bet she was so thrilled to do so well and but had to be 'cool'in front of her school peers and good ol mum!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SS good to see life is peddling along for you.
tl how was the overtime hours with that back of yours? I have a bit of a problem with my # 3 disc due to one very heavy baby I was carrying for about 9 months <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Frankly no doc is getting near me for some time except big sister ... they keep talking about fusion so I make scarce.
ok call me chicken <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Mum, me, (ok tl I know it SHOULD be myself'' but I'm Oz lol), sisters went to the horse pacing last night and had a fantastic dinner for my birthday, 30 .. AGAIN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, very posh and we all looked as cool as mums can get lol quiet all of you!!
Mikey was with big sister and travelling soldier (more on him later) and didn't seem to miss me at all . sniff, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and I spent big as usual ... 50 cent bet Queen .. none of them would stand in line with me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> but I showed them .. I won a quartet.. thats the first 4 horses over the winning post in order and won $302 .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And I am still full.. buffet was so yum.. and the cakes you would die for., cauliflower cheese and white sauce slurp.. spinach, mushroom pasta in white wine sauce ooo!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Wow! You did even better than I did in the lottery with my $4 win.
Glad you had a good time. You're only 30? So, you would have been a child bride?
(As for my daughter, I wasn't too surprised. She is smart. [Don't we all think that of our children?] But, they have let the proverbial 'cat out of the bag' about how good her school is. Some of her teachers are on the committees that make up these tests and then they have to go back and make them less rigorous. Her basic courses - English, math, and science - are always labeled 'honors' because that's all they have. The school was recently ranked the best public high school in the state.)
A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband stalking around with a fly swatter.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Hunting Flies" He responded.
"Oh. Killing any?" She asked.
"Yep, 3 males, 2 Females," he replied.
Intrigued, she asked. "How can you tell them apart?"
He responded, "3 were on a beer can, 2 were on the phone."
I just thought I’d share that when I first saw your name I had to do a double take because I thought it said “fartlighting”.
Mr. Plank, I want to you you that when I first read your post, I was absolutely
outraged. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> My first thought was that one of those wretched, blabbermouth daughters of mine had gone and publicized the family secret. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> However, then I realized it was YOUR error...that my little, (heh, heh) secret was still safe, and only the
answer was blowing in the wind! Big sigh of relief. (But don't breathe back in too deeply. You never can tell, after all... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
t&l
The virtues, or lack thereof, or self-medicating can be found here:
http://www.karlazone.com/toddac/AlcoholWarning_MMH.mp3I stole it from elsewhere so I don't know if it will open for you but I thought it funny in a sick way. And if you don't like my sick sense of humor, I can take it off. However, I could blameshift and tell you that I couldn't resist it when I found it posted elsewhere here on GQ II.
Loved that fly joke lol I was on the phone when I read it hehehehehe to mum! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
tl not to worry ........... wont tell anyone your secret <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hope you guys have a great Sunday and your weekend was pleasant.
4 thats "F O U R" days to go until a week off .... spending one day to help the boys at the Royal Show do their thing .. they'll be busy recruiting more soldiers <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> while I run around mopping sweaty brows and serving a cuppa or two.
they obviously haven't tasted my tea before <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Hey, what's wrong with karaoke? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, I'd still drink your tea. It's a matter of loyalty.
Mom, sorry, I fell asleep before I had a chance to post. Zzzzzzzz.
So, do you do unembarassing karaoke?
Actually, I don't know. No one will ever take me. I think I might have one friend who loves me enough, though, lol.
The only karaoke I've gotten to do is at the little nearby church when they have a social, and compared to everyone else it is pretty unembarassing for me. That is no flattery to me, BTW. I love them all dearly, but drunk karaoke is of a much higher quality. (From what I've seen on TV, anyway. *halo*)
I meant to tell you about our trip to Taco Bell somewhere or someplace. We needed to use their bathroom, and having been well-trained by Mom that, whenever possible, when using an establishment's restroom, it is good manners to buy something. So I went and ordered a single soda (of course not wanting to give the children any extra sugar).
"Oh, is that all you're getting? Don't worry about it," the nice man said, waving my money away and handing me the cup.
So not only did I not pay for the bathroom, but got a free soda besides. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My husband bought me a mood ring the other day.
[color:"green"] When I'm in a good mood it turns green.
[/color]
[color:"red"] When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a red mark on his forehead. [/color]
Now THAT sort of ring should be on every womans hand !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> hehehehe
AW, I'd still drink your tea. It's a matter of loyalty.
Ah courage ... thats what I like to see lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Now as for the karaoke ..well I could arrange a live performance for you in front of 50,000 or more people at Xmas benefit concert ??? no no don't thank me ..I can tell you are please <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I would love to do it for you... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
lets see ... we could bill it as " A neak in time" or "Just in the Neak of time" "Good ol Neak is comin to town" ..I could go on but I see you holding that gun ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well I'd do it, sure enough, we'd just have to see whether it was a benefit or not. They might just all take back their donations. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Great puns, BTW. Don't forget Jolly Old St. Neakolaus. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Morning Neak hugs to you!
Hope you are feeling great and doing well
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> 'I am watching you!!" lol
I've just finished writing a speech for the Minister so I am 'worded' out hehe just invented a new word I think ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> well new Oxford Dictionary word anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Of course it is rather <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> to have her send it back with red circles and 'X's' all over it she being a School teacher and all ..... snickering <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh and it just MUST be in Arial 12 and fully justified
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> .. homework <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
well no messages from Aussie since the good one ... sometimes .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I feel eyes on me, but every time I turn around, I can't see anyone there. Is it a camera?
Doing pretty good. Today was a huge trip to town, with all kinds of errands including trading in the (semi) truck alternator, being kind enough to run AJ's boss to the post office and take his checks to the bank (he must trust me if he let me make off with almost $24,000), go to the store, and get Grandpa a haircut. I tired the poor old man out, dragging him from pillar to post, and he is only just now getting to sit down and watch a little telly.
I am making Indian food for Neaksis, so she is going to come over and visit shortly, after all the troll-people go to bed.
Last night I spent hours dreaming of a tsunami, and trying to get everyone to go to higher ground. I put my baby in a suitcase for safekeeping, and woke up before any water showed up.
In case I haven't mentioned, I am going to Montana this weekend to get a truck.
I once dated a man whose x was Filipina. We went to a party at his Filipino former neighbors' home. And, after the eating, everyone went to their huge bedroom - I think it had previously been a 2 car garage with storage space. They opened the huge armoire so you could see the big tv. Then they turned on the karaoke machine. Now, there were 15 people there. I was with one of the two or three caucasian men. I was the only caucasian female. Everyone else was Filipino. And NOTHING would do but EVERYONE had to sing some karaoke. And the machine rated you on how well you did. It was one of the worst date experiences I have ever had. The food was good. The intimidation was incredible.
Every once in awhile, somebody says something nice, you know? Tonight I had a delivery with the doctor who delivered the Pwintheth. When it was over he asked me, "How did I get lucky enough to get you two nights in a row?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> What a sweet thing to say. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> So I told him, "Actually, that's just what I was thinking about you." I'd better cherish it, too, because compliments around this place are few and far between.
Been missing SS and cc46. I think they've gone AWOL. And here the rest of us are still slogging around the campfire... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
and singing karaoke.
Thank you Cinders, for volunteering to start off the MB Karaokethon. What are you going to grace us with?
Oh, goody! I'll do my Karen Carpenter imitation. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
That would be in her pre-anorexic phase, needless to say...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
well ....... I'm waiting 'Karen" ??? lol hehehe
I even turned off Hogans Hero's to listen to you!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
However cricket is still on so if I wander off a bit its just that someone has taken a wicket or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
throwing a log on the fire .. very quietly as Mikey is sleeping <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Just had to let you know.. I've been told Aussie is coming home!!
They said he will be here no later than 7 to 10 days, maybe sooner!!
woo hoo !!!
thats all I know.
happy dancin' time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Really wonderful news. You must all be very excited. TT
well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I may have been a bit too "Enthusiastic" .. told I'm going to get a visit tomorrow. At least its not one of "THOSE" visits or they would have been on the doorstep tonight ... so we shall have to wait <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I got a very funny test in my email. I posted the test over on Idiotville, and am putting the answers here. So if you haven't taken the test yet, look over there first.
Personality test answers:
ANSWERS:
(1) This will define your priorities in your life.
Cow Signifies CAREER
Tiger Signifies PRIDE
Sheep Signifies LOVE
Horse Signifies FAMILY
Pig Signifies MONEY
Me: Tiger, Horse, Cow, Sheep, Pig
(2) Your description of dog implies your own personality.
Me: protective
Your description of cat implies the personality of your partner.
Me: Exterminator
Your description of
rat implies the personality of your enemies.
Me: Noisy and furry
Your description of coffee is how you interpret sex.
Me: Bad
Bwaaaaahaaaaahaaaaaaa
Your description of the sea implies your own life.
Me: Soothing
Bwaaaaaahaaaaaaahaaaaaaa
(3) Yellow: Someone you will never forget
Me: Neaksis
Orange: Someone you consider your true friend
Me: [A friend]
Red: Someone that you really love
Me: AJ - of course
White: Your twin soul
Me: Mom
Green: Someone that you will remember for the rest of your life
Me: Dad
4) You have to send this message to as many persons as your favorite number
and your wish will come true on the day that you recorded.
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My favorite number must be really high. And I didn't make a wish.
So have fun!
"Noisy and furry" ROFLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Are "visits" ever good?
As you say, at least you know it's not too bad.
That's great news, AW. Can he hunker down for 10 days and stay out of trouble? This is Aussie we're talking about, after all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I've been waiting for Neak to tell everybody how wonderful I am, so I can <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> modestly and say, "Oh, it was nothing. Just my insanity talking again." But she hasn't, so I'll say it anyway. I AM SO NUTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Mom, you make a wonderful Karen Carpenter. I was just so stunned by my test results that my fingers wouldn't shape the words at first. Wait till you see Neaksis' results!
Ok, here are Neaksis' answers. Please swallow all food and beverages.
ANSWERS:
(1) This will define your priorities in your life.
Horse, Cow, Sheep, Tiger, Pig
Cow Signifies CAREER
Tiger Signifies PRIDE
Sheep Signifies LOVE
Horse Signifies FAMILY
Pig Signifies MONEY
2) Your description of dog implies your own personality.
Friendly, loving, cuddly
Your description of cat implies the personality of your partner.
Furry, psychotic She was quite offended by the slight to Mr. Finley.)
Your description of
rat implies the personality of your enemies.
Stinky
Your description of coffee is how you interpret sex.
Disgusting
Your description of the sea implies your own life.
Big
(3) Yellow: Someone you will never forget
Dervish
Orange: Someone you consider your true friend
Princess
Red: Someone that you really love
Neak
White: Your twin soul
Grandma
Green: Someone that you will remember for the rest of your life
Mom
4) You have to send this message to as many persons as your favorite number
and your wish will come true on the day that you recorded.
27, Sabbath
Hope Aussie is OK. Maybe they read this thread, and broke his leg for you so you wouldn't have to worry. (I know it doesn't make sense, but I'm a guy...... remember.
Just back from a short trip.
I suppose the rest of us can't take this test now, becasue we already know what the questions mean?
Hope everyone is well and happy. I know AW is TRYING To be happy. May she succeed.
Hi T&L,
still praying for all of you.
ON Karaoke -
I sing all the time to my W, and she says it's nice, but it would be even better if I could stay on key, and if I had a good voice. At least I know where I stand. She's nothing if not honest.
I told her once I thought I could sing like a famous person. She said "yes, but Adolph Hitler wasn't famous for his voice."
Just kidding on that last one.
SS
PS,
Where's Cinders?
I expect Neaksis to be kind of scarce, but not Cinders.
Neak I'm not in a panic.. I mean WHAT can I do in any event? Just have to accept whatever good or bad ... of course nothing stops me from praying for good though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
More than likely its to tell us we can't talk about whatever we eventually get told. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
TL yes well Aussies idea of avoidance mmmm now I wouldn't say he's not playing with a full deck of cards on that score .... but ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
so tell me Why you are so NUTS ?? lol come on tell ALL!!
AW - That is WONDERFUL news that Aussie is coming home. I don't care if he DID break a leg.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Oh, that OTHER thing I needed to praise you for. Really, more along the lines of groveling.
(Mom is taking the kids tamping, while AJ and I go get the truck unencumbered. Footloose and fancy free.)
Mom, if you were going to have a sudden attack of sanity, you should have done it before I cancelled their tickets. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> But I am terribly grateful!!!!!!!!!!! And you will have a good time, I just KNOW you will. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS - I am waiting to hear you sing "Unchained Melody". I am going to perform "Mean Mean Mama" (for the children), and "Who Put the Turtle in Myrtle's Girdle?" (for everyone else).
AW, not much you can do. I'm just glad he's coming home. A broken leg would be a bonus. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
B - <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> God has a thousand ways of which we know nothing. A2 has well over a thousand non-vital parts, lol, legs among them.
Wow - T&L, Kids, and tamping all mixed up together.
It's not like she gets out of any work or anything, so you should probably shamelessly grovel - as opposed to groveling because you have to.
I don't know about "Unchained Melody"
If the music is really loud, there are a few things I might try though. Just what escapes me at the moment, but I have been taken with temporary insanity before, and it might strike me again.
Hope the new truck has a nice sleeper. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Believer,
Are the guys coming back from A looking beat up pretty bad?
Is Believer doing well these days?
SS
Really, more along the lines of groveling.
That was woefully insufficient as groveling, let me tell you. Here's what I'm going to do... (1) I'm going camping. In a tent. With 6 children, a foster baby 6 months old, and only Neaksis as the spoonful of sugar making the medicine go down. (2) It will cost me only $1200 in lost wages, since I'm losing overtime days to do it. (Oh, boy, I'm roughing it AND paying for it, too! Whee.) (3) During this time, Neak and AJ are going to be riding the train for 2+ carefree, childless, workless days and 2 (undescribed!) nights (in a bedroom car, no less <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) from California to Montana while I'm living with their little darlings in a tent, in the sand, and without a bedtime fan. (not that I'm bitter... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) (4) They will then have another day or two to drive back from Montana in the big rig. With two of them, I'm sure they could take turns with one driving while the other sleeps in the bed compartment, and barrel straight through. Somehow, though, I think they'll be taking a "rest stop." Or two. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
And I did it to myself, too. They
were planning to take their cherubic progeny along on both the train and the truck, which trip sounded absolutely hideous to me...cooped up in close quarters for days with the Dervish, as well as his siblings, the Dust Devil, and the Water Spout--this unrelenting intimacy broken only by the dilemma of "How shall we make the inlaws angry this time? Shall we annoy them by visiting briefly with the children, and inadvertently doing something offensive, or shall we annoy them by avoiding them, which will (of course) be offensive." This way the dilemma is removed, since it remains in California...and I have great confidence in the good sense that will keep Neak from running over for a visit all by her lonesome. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm going home to bed. Yesterday afternoon when I got up was a LONG time ago, and I feel my normal good humor beginning to flag. Neak, your first payment is due before you leave. You can post the pictures of your sister's birthday, and yours after you rode down the slide at the park. (Static electricity does very interesting things to long hair. Your mother-in-law thinks you're a witch anyway, so the picture will be appropriate for your new image.)
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All she needs is a broom OK, I did that one myself. It even looks like she's got the appropriate blemish on the end of her nose, but I think it's just a shadow, since that wart wasn't nearly so big the last time I looked! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
And may I say, Neak, that it was very nice to see the music on the piano and know that you're getting some enjoyment out of my purchase. Don't forget to play for your grandpa too. Sometime we need to get out all that old sheet music and have a concert for him. On one of my nights off, for instance. Haha. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Me and Otis.......Sitting On The Dock of the Bay.......
I know, that was grammatically incorrect but it was, in my opinion, the only way I could say it.
Once, an office in which I worked had a Christmas party at a dive of a bar. You know the kind I mean. The kind that is so yucky you can tell by the directions to the party that this is not a good idea. But, I went. The place was very out of the way and basically closed other than to our party.
So, we did the karaoke thing. Now, pressure is doing that in front of your peers. Especially when you are very sober. I think I only drank cokes that night - as is usual. So, I got one of the men to come sit on a stool on the stage - guy has a great sense of humor.....long divorced. A really nice guy. All he did was sit there....and I sang "Crazy" to him - in my best effort at theatrical exaggeration.
BTW, anybody know who Cletus T Judd is? He was there - w/ his now x-wife. He didn't sing.
But the guy I sang to borrowed a guitar and did this really fast, hysterical version of "Alice's Restaurant."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> After 29 hrs. awake, I finally got tucked in, and slept little more than 12 hrs. before I finally rousted myself out of bed. The good news? I'm not really sleepy any more. The bad news? I can't move. I think everything froze solid while I was "away". So I'm sitting here at the computer waiting for my joints to de-solidify enough to let me up and do something constructive. Even at 91, I bet my dad could beat me at a race this morning... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
urgh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
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That static picture looked much better small.
No, I do not have a blemish on the side of my face, but I don't think it was a shadow,either. I think it was just an errant lock of hair, brushing against my cheek, making Prince Charming long to brush it away.
I DO NOT HAVE WARTS!!!!!!! (Any more.)
Rella, who is Cletis? He must be famous if you've heard of him, but I am a such a hick, I've hardly heard of anybody. Pep and Mel are my idea of celebrities, lol.
Good Neak, Good.
Now make sure she knows that you typed it all out word for word, and didn't use cut and paste at all. I'm sure she'll believe you. After all, she's related.
Good photo -
Not witch like at all.
Notice how the smile is so realistic, like you were having fun.
That's always a plus.
I haven't heard of Cletus either. My idea celebrities are Neak and T&L.
The author and the world traveler.
Perhaps Cinderella, for skinny dipping, and island hopping.
Believer, for her humanitarian work in Mexico.
AW, who could probably do her own "handyman" TV show.
AWM, for her project management (she manages the whole family, and that's a project if I ever saw one.)
Jen, famous in political circles.
Neak sis would qualify if she posted more often. (OK, I am blatantly teasing NeakSis to see if I can get a response, and I admit it.)
Time - famous for going so fast that I can't keep up - and also....... which I just ran out of.
SS
You are famous for tamp lore, as well as your apples of silver.
[color:"red"] I hereby make today "Feminine Hygiene Celebrity Day". Anyone who has ever posted here, or even read here, is officially a celebrity. [/color]
(Self-bestowed honor is the best kind.)
Cut and paste? What's that?
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I see I'm going to have to hone my voluntary groveling skills.
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Neak, I just read through your entire post (every inspired word of it, too), and now I'm really,
really confused. Just exactly what are you trying to say here? It almost seems to have a theme, but what it is just eludes me, for some reason. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. In case no one ever told you before that you have genius hips, let me be the first. You are the Einstein of hipdom. Twin Einsteins. Triplets, even. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
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(Triplet pffts.)
AJ saw a unique sign in Corning, CA. He is going to take a picture of it to send to Jay Leno for his sign segment.
It is a place I have driven past, and even visited once or twice, since Mr. Computer was in utero.
The sign reads:
GLASS BLOWER
Except it is missing the G.
And the L.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
(Self-bestowed honor is the best kind.)
Sometimes the
only kind...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
AJ just reminded me of another Little Dervish story.
Poor Little D picked up some bad habits while being a trucker buddy.
Right after he got back, I took him to Wal Mart, actually the same Super Center where I bought the pie. As we got out of the car, one of the sprinklers was broken and gushing like a miniature Old Faithful.
Little D took one look and exclaimed, "Mama, what the.....?!?"
Fortunately for him, (and his father), no other words followed the word "the".
If I hafta whoop that little kid, I'm whooping his daddy, too!
AJ wants me to clarify that all he ever says is "what the...." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, too.
He doesn't want me to give the impression that he is actually teaching our son bad language.
That won't stop me from whooping him, though!
I'm still reading......... and learning a lot.
Interesting reading too.
Things I have learned:
Don't say "What the????" when you see something you don't understand.
You may get a whoopin. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Perhaps "Well, look at that sprinkler spraying up in the air. I suppose it's broken. I wonder how much water goes to waste each year because of things like this? Isn't it a shame? The landscape people better take care of it soon, or they might get a whoopin."
See how much I've learned already?
T&L, just when is this tamping trip?
ETA
Is HP going too?
SS
ROFL - see? You're never too old to learn something new.
AJ just sent me the picture of the sign. It used to be a really nice place, but as you can see, once the vandals arrived it went downhill.
AJ's Tales from the Road Part #1: WARNING - PROFANITY, UNLESS YOU ARE THINKING OF DONKEYS
Looks like AJ will be celebrity soon for being mentioned on the Leno show.
Unless they have rules about what they can or can't show on the air.
I can't believe I read that, I hope my mom doesn't wash my eyes out with soap.
SS
My eyes are still stinging just a little.
I just can't believe nobody has been able to fix that. He says it has been that way for some time now.
I won't tell your mom if you don't tell mine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Actually, that doesn't sound so good even if you're thinking of donkeys.
Neak, you need to send that picture to your dad's email. It's just the sort of thing he'd think is funny. I'd do it but I don't know how.
SS, no HP is not going on this trip. He didn't like the site because it was too close to the "city" even though the person who set it up says you can't tell anything is nearby because of all the trees. Plus it's right on the ocean. Whatever. Having once made his decision, he naturally had to stick to it hammer and tongs. And now that AJ isn't going either, Neaksis and I are going to be depending on the charity of hapless males from the church to be putting that stupid tent up. Either that,or we'll just lie down on the ground and drape it right over us to keep the dew off. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> THIS JUST SOUNDS LIKE SO MUCH FUN! How will I ever wait until Friday to get started! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who has finally goofed off enough even for me and is quitting to do some housework.
Actually, that doesn't sound so good even if you're thinking of donkeys.
No, it doesn't.
Our kids must be a lot like yours. When we were reading the OT, one of the twins said "I can't believe you would say that word."
Reply -
"I'm reading the bible. It's OK to read the bible word for word, and BTW, they are talking about a donkey, were you listening?"
Answer -
"A donkey?
Really, a donkey?
How come they call it that?"
Yes, any time away from the kids is pleasure. We love our kids, as I know you do yours, but I know what you mean.
SS
SS, in that case you would've liked the time at the prison chapel (Neak and I used to go to the prison every week and provide the music) when the chaplain read both the verse that spoke about the prophet sitting on his "donkey" and the one where judgment came on everyone who "(p)isseth against the wall." Such snorting and snickering there was from the inmates, who obviously didn't know the Bible talked "that way." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LIKE SO MUCH FUN! How will I ever wait until Friday to get started!
I agree !
Lets go Thursday instead !!
You pack everything, and I'll show up just when it's time to leave. I may have to leave for a little while while you un pack and set the tent up, but I'm sure I can make it back in time for dinner.
Ha, Ha.
I always set up, and help cook. That's probably why my W liked to go.
I was wondering how you get a motel room to fit in your van, but you actually sleep in a tent. Wow, I'm impressed !!
SS
You know, I never thought before about trying to get a motel room to fit into my van, but now that you mention it..........
Neaksis, did I tell you there's going to be a slight change of plan? You're going to need to really pack everything in there tightly in order to include all the essentials. I'll explain later....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Three men were hiking through a forest when they came upon a large raging violent river. Needing to get on the other side, the first man prayed, "God, please give me the strength to cross the river." Poof! God gave him big arms and strong legs and he was able to swim across in about 2 hours, having almost drowned twice.
After witnessing that, the second man prayed, "God, please give me strength and the tools to cross the river." Poof! God gave him a rowboat and strong arms and strong legs and he was able to row across in about an hour after almost capsizing once.
Seeing what happened to the first two men, the third man prayed, "God, please give me the strength, the tools and the intelligence to cross the river." Poof! He was turned into a woman. She checked the map, hiked one hundred yards up stream and walked across the bridge.
A friend from work emailed this to me. I probably don't need to say that it was a female friend. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And Neak, I was able to show your dad the picture. He thinks it was probably some of his former high school students who did it. I guess they couldn't spell back then either.
t&l
t&l I sure hope I didn't run you off TKO. Sigh.
What’s happening to this world when they start substituting men for women in blond jokes?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Nannoo nannoo shazbot!
Let's hear it for our latest two celebrities.....Plank (even though he technically already was one), and Biiiiiiiiiiiiig K!!!!!!!!!!!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I love being in charge of the honor department.
Wow! I'm a celebrity!!
And so are all my friends here.
(I am also a human pin cushion. At the chiropractor's tonight, they finally decided they had a new trick to try on my incredibly tight back. Been tight and painful almost forever. Trigger point injections. 3 in R hip. About 3 in my neck and about 8 in various spots around my uper-painful R shoulder.
Ice 20 minutes every hour tonight. Sound like fun?
Oh, and a shot of some relaxant.
I think it's time for bed.
If that's how celebrities get treated, maybe I should rethink my approach.
The sign reads:
GLASS BLOWER
Except it is missing the G.
As well as the L, I see. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It's hard to tell, but the sign looks as if it has removable letters...or did someone just paint over the G and L?
If the letters are removable, it's a wonder someone hasn't removed the UT, scooted the AVE over next to the H, scooted the new word over to the position of the removed T, and added an S to the front of EX. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I once passed a beer joint with one of those lighted portable signs out at the edge of the parking lot. The name of the beer joint was "Pit Stop", which had been put on both sides of the sign. One day, I rode by and busted out laughing. Someone had exchanged a T from one side for the P in Pit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> On the other side, they had not replaced the stolen T, and rearranged the remaining letters so that the S replaced the T in Pit, and rearranged the remaining letters in Spot to read Pot. If whoever did it could spell, I'm sure they were chagrined over not having an extra S. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and when we went on our trip to New England, I took a picture of DH at a shipyard in Essex, Connecticut. It wasn't until we got the pictures back that I realized that he had posed in front of a pole that blocked out the ES on a big sign that said ESSEX. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I'll have to look those pics up...when I get the time!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Oh, and Cletus T. Judd? He is HILARIOUS! Here is one of his songs:
Cledus the Karaoke King
It's Thursday night down at Taco Mac
It's like a can of sardines the way the place is packed
They're piled in here for just one thing
It aint the beer battered greased soaked onion rings
To hear (Cledus) the karaoke king
Well Im the biggest star that ever hit this town
Heck I'm known for at least a mile around
I'm a vocal chameleon after a couple of brews
I sound like Vince, Garth, Terri Clarke, and Reba too
When I sing I swear the girls come unwound
And my friends in low places always brings the house down
They all put down there beer and wings
To hear (Cledus) the karaoke king
I'm a part time beautician
A Wanna be musician
I was born with it in my blood
I'm a mover and a shaker
A request taker
And the president of my own fan club
I sign eight by tens for all my friends beats all you've ever seen
It wont be long until I get a record deal
(It's Cledus) the karaoke king
I guess you'll wondering what I'm still doing round here
Since I won the Kross French karaoke competition last year
I sang "He stopped loving her today"
Just like George Jones and one of his gold plated chrome tin microphones
Well the only time that I ever got booed is when I busted a rap by the 2 Live Crew
The more you all drink the better I sing
(It's Cledus) the karaoke king
I'm a part time beautician
A wanna be musician
I was born with it in my blood
I'm a mover and a shaker
A request taker
And the president of my own fan club
I know every word to every song you've heard
Cause they're printed right there on the screen
I even stand on the bar and play air guitar
(It's Cledus) the karaoke king
Some people call it karaoke I call it a summer tour
I'm Cledus, the karaoke king
Or you might like this one:
The Hillbilly Honeymoon
Been together four years and have five kids
So we did the right thing and finally got hitched
We tracked down the preacher after altar call
And proceeded to the VFW Hall
When he said Cledus T. do you take (Debra Liz ???)
I stuttered I do knowin' I done did
The wedding cake was Moon Pie stacked three tiers
And the punch bowl flowed with Falstaff Beer
Now that's about as swanky as this town gets
For they don't throw rice heck they threw GRITS
No stretch limousine, just a full sized van
But at least we was headed to the promised land
On our hillbilly honeymoon
No champagne caviar or Cordon Bleu…
A can of Vienna Sausage and a Mountain Dew
And soda pop too
On our hillbilly honeymoon
Spent all our money on pay per view
Didn't need Playboy to get in the mood
Just a roller derby wrasslin and a Rambo II
And III and IV
I was up in the room
On our hillbilly honeymoon
Well after a while things simmered down
So we got dressed up for a night on the town
There ain't nothing too good for my sweetheart
Took a romantic stroll through the Super Wal*Mart
We got back wanting some fancy cuisine
We bought out the whole dern vending machine
MMM MMM good
On our hillbilly honeymoon
No dainty little plates of finger food
Just M&M's Snickers and tomato juice
And Cheez Wiz too
On our hillbilly honeymoon
I spent half our savings on the hardware aisle
She spent the rest on the latest styles
A thong underwear that drove me wild
Back in the room
I tried them on too
On our hillbilly honeymoon
Well it's been three years got four more young'uns
Ain't a lot of time for much kissin and a huggin
No No No
For the last eight weeks I slept on the couch
Think it's about time we renewed our vows
And took another hillbilly honeymoon
No (???) egg nog just barbecue
With a box of wine will be nice down too
Won't need a corkscrew
Yeah
On our hillbilly honeymoon
We can raid little Tommy's piggy bank
Scrape up a hundred dollars worth in change
Just enough for a night at the bowling lanes
And some new perfume
Cheap hotel room
On our hillbilly honeymoon
t&l I sure hope I didn't run you off TKO. Sigh.
I'm harder to get rid of than flies... Just don't say, "Thwack!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Phew and thanks for the welcome Nutso
Note, he was there with his now x-wife. fathered the baby and then admitted he had 'made a mistake' that cost him his marriage.
Well as aws mum it appears I have been left to give some update. Bridesmaid again I see.
First of all I've been busily working on number 1 son between working on his wife between working at my job.
Report on AW - has been very good and shows determination however could accept A2's gift of forgiveness and cease tearing strips off herself. As my GD says "like THAT is going to happen" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now as for #1 Son, wont talk to his - I think almost 100% certain now FWW, FWW begs, asks, apologises, while son mutters expletives - if you class shouting as muttering - and walks off. This time in front of the children. MY Grandchildren, girls 10,12 & 14. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I then told him to never ever EVER speak that way again in front of his children. I received buts. lots of buts then I'm afraid I lost my temper and told him I'd slap his face in front of God and the whole world if he did not stop.
He's my darling boy but SOMETIMES !!! WHACK right across the nong.
Not exactly a MB success I would submit! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Now I feel so much better! Now just for the record, WHEN do you stop parenting your children? Aussies 92 yr old Aunt promised to tell me when she found out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now then, Aussie who what where is what you wanted to know I suspect? Yes?
Well I may say the following -
he's arrived - I'm grinning you just cannot see it.
I received a croaky tired "hi mum', hugged him, kissed him, he went asleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> obviously my riveting personality <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm not exactly sure however it seems there is more space between the blocks in the great pyramid than AW and my other darling boy - that or she has used super glue to stick to him. Of course that may be a bit embarrassing a little later on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As for his condition - confronting is all I will say. I feel AW should handle that one. Well ok I PROMISED to let her tell that tidbit in her own inimical way <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
In any event, we are all so happy believe me!! My wonderful GD cried for about an hour while Michael looked very confused. Ok I cried too ok? AW didn’t. She was too busy for some reason <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I shall catch up with you all after some calm has filtered its way through the household.
I shall even hug you all so watch out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
he's arrived - I'm grinning you just cannot see it.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Keep us posted. I'm afraid AW's not going to be using her fingers for typing much. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
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Hi Dobie--Thankyou, thank you for relaying for AW the message she had for us. I feel so much better now that our questions are all cleared up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Please, please, please, tell me if it was his leg? A simple yes or no, that's all I ask for!
Lady C, your Cletus Karaoke was so funny! (I liked your newletter, too.)
Good Grief Cinders !!
How are you today?
Are you staying home from work?
I hope Aussie is is better shape than you, he's only been to war.
Lady C,
You sound well, and happy. Hope it's true.
Thanks for the humor, it's always welcome.
Lets see, T&L should be packing today.
Tent -
Sleeping bag -
Food - (always my favorite part)
Magazine - ( I took Popular science on my last trip)
Extra Chocolate - (this one doesn't need comments)
Hand cuffs - ( there will be kids, right?)
Camera - so we can get a report with photos.
King sized air bed -
Queen sized ?
Double?
Twin?
Whatever works for you, I use a 4 inch thick foam pad unless I'm hiking.
I can't wait, what time do we leave?
You did move it up to today........ right?
SS
No, I didn't move it up till today. And neither did Neaksis, once she realized she'd have all 7 kids by herself as their mother prepared to gallivant, and I worked my last shift before the great adventure. So I'm working all night, taking a nap while Neaksis and Neak pack the vehicles, then getting up to drive 3 hrs. to the coast. I'm taking all the boys, who need (and will receive <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />) heavier policing. Neaksis can take the girls, the baby, and Grandpa.
I am going to be SO ready for bed by tomorrow night. I just got up, and I'm ready already. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ok, tomorrow then.
I always want to say "have fun at work," but I manage to stop myself.
But then......... I suppose you COULD have fun.
SS
It was 14 injections. Feel better. Today was the first time in years when it didn't hurt the bottom of my right 'cheek', in the ischeal tuberosity area, to sit in my chair at work.....and the pain around my scapula is greatly decreased. However, my traps still feel bad. And my bum muscles are sore from one of the injections. The chiro who saw me today said it all moved SO much better and easier.
What a flushable night. And my reward for surviving it? I get to go camping!!!!!!!! Generous Neaksis is allowing me an hour or so to nap before we start out. Someone remind me to feel grateful. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
This is "oh reevoyr" for now, just in case I don't have a chance to come on again before I leave.
I'll be in touch as I am able, and will bring back at least a few pictures. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
hi gang!
Aussie is asleep so a quick update.
Looks as if he's been in a big tumble dryer and is really black & blue all over with lots of scrapes.
A few other things but I'll see how things go. At least he's home & pretty well ok in the circumstances. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak hope the trip is ok .... and TL & Neaksis ....
GOOD LUCK lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
write to you soon .. drive carefully and have some fun gang! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
hugs to all - rella you seem to be really having a bit of abd run lately but then backs are a bugger once they start playing up. Look after yourself on that one! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is asleep so a quick update.
Looks as if he's been in a big tumble dryer and is really black & blue all over with lots of scrapes.
A few other things but I'll see how things go. At least he's home & pretty well ok in the circumstances.
A few other things......... is so wide open.
I hope everything still works, and he's not missing any parts.
We pray often for all of you.
T&L,
I'm jealous that I can't go camping this weekend, but I'll get to in two more weeks, and I can probably go that long without my "fix."
I'm glad you go, the kids will remember the fun they had long after the aches, and pains are gone. (And of course, these aches and pains will replaced by new ones.)
Cinders, my Doc told me "they'll fix all that in the resurection." He couldn't give me a date though, told me to tough it out. I hope you do better for a while.
Bye Neak. See you when we can.
Hi Neaksis - do you like camping more than your Mom does?
Even with kids?
How's the baby doing?
Almost the weekend. Glad I get a few days off.
Not much changes, but they say a rest is as good as a change. We'll see.
SS
I feel so much better it isn't funny. Not totally ache free.
But I bet I feel better than Aussie. However, I bet he feels wonderfully good to AW.
The Neak family is gone for the weekend.
I leave Wednesday morning to go to a 3 day conference. Human Resource Conference for state personnel people. At one of our many luxurious (?) state parks. Don't know who I'm rooming with. Don't know if I'm staying in a room at the lodge or in a cabin w/ several people. Just know I am supposed to take my folding chair for the bonfire - but today they announced there will be no bonfire....hence, no weiner roasting, weanie roasting, whatever. No s'mores.
Just gotta be sure to wear my makeup every day, I guess. I usually don't wear it. Don't feel inclined to spend time or money on it for daily stuff.
Howver, I am supposed to be in my seat at the symphony center in 1.5 hours. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I need a sudden renovation if I am going to look like a million dollars. And I sure don't look it now.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And, if I wear a coat, I HAVE to check it. Center's policy because the coats will distort the accoustics. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So, for dinner, I have eaten half a pound of baby carrots. For lunch, I had a Klondike bar. For breakfast, I did have some toast and scrambled eggs. I think I need a new food plan.
I think I need a new food plan.
I like the see-food diet, but it makes me gain weight.
What's a Klondike bar? Ice cream?
Carrots are good, but they don't satisfy me all by themselves. I just planted carrots two weeks ago, but they aren't coming up yet. The turnips are up about an inch.
Have fun at the symphony.
I heard hot chicks don't need coats. IS that true?
SS
Well, if it is 50 - 60 degrees outside and your car is a few blocks away, a wrap of some sort is a good thing to have.
And, I was all dressed up and looked quite nice. Took my ticket out of the envelope - knowing I had bought Friday night tickets because they cost less than Saturday night tickets. I looked at it and thought, "Why does this ticket say the 30th? Today is the 29th."
So, the woman printed up and charged me for the wrong tickets. So, I have to get dressed up again tomorrow night.
Did my hair...put on my makeup...got trussed into the pretty outfit...and then had to take off those clothes and change.
Branford Marsalis had to play without me tonight.
But, look out tomorrow night. I will have time to get even more gorgeous.
I want ice cream. With hot fudge sauce. I know it is 10:45. But I was stood up by a whole orchestra.
<a href="www.nashvillesymphony.org/main.taf?p=1,1,3,1,4,1&EventID=0607-2" target="_blank">what I was gonna do</a>
<a href="www.nashvillesymphony.org/ssc/main.taf?p=14" target="_blank">where I was going</a>
I just got back from the ice cream place. Had a chocolate soda. W had a hot fudge Sundae.
You should have come.
Look at the bright side about missing tomight.
I mean, well.............. there probably is one, if you think about it long enough.
Maybe ?
SS
Hey, I did find out on Friday night that I had a Saturday night ticket. It could have been worse. I could have found out on Saturday that I had a Friday night ticket.
I do hope Branford wasn't too disapppointed.
Well, I made it....was interesting evening....not a fabulous experience until the intermission of the concert. After that, it improved greatly. He was very good, though not perfect.
I was late to the concert. Had trouble finding parking space and parking was 2x what I had budgeted because there was an NHL hockey game a block away. So, I went to the box office during the 15 min piece of music I couldn't be seated during. They exchanged my Sat tickets for Friday and gave me a different seat for that night. I could see the soloist's face and could tell everytime he grimaced over a wrong or reedy note. I could see the muscles in his face change as he played. Very cool. Loved the seat!!!!
One piece of music was very contemporary and yucky. The 45 year old composer was there to introduce it. I am glad there are composers of contemporary music for orchestras but that music was not to my liking. The second half of the program was very nice.
The hockey game not only started at the same time as the concert but it got out at the same time. So, getting out of the area was slow. I saw something very funny though......
This large group of Mennonite people...not Amish....but Mennonite.......was leaving the lower Broadway area en masse with what appeared to be musical equipment. Lower Broadway is where a bunch of very crowded honky tonks are loaded - it is one long 'pub crawl' for a lot of country music fans on Friday and Saturday nights. And you could tell these people were coming from that direction. It was very odd. I wished I had my camera with me.
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Rella so glad you FINALLY had some fun and heard some great music! At least as you said it wasn't a Friday night ticket found on a Saturday morning !!!
I wanna go out too!! ANYWHERE ... besides work stuff of course. I was going to get DD to fill in for me at the Royal Show on Wednesday and have her feed the men tea & sammies & go for a nice quite ROMANTIC lunch with Aussie ... HOWEVER ... Aussie wants to go to the Show ... doesn't that man ever get enough? oh .. sorry .. yes of course .. he’s a man. Probably thinks its romantic to watch the sheep dog trials, or shearing, and who could miss the lumber jack tree lopping contests, and lets not forget the pigs .. no lets not do that. S I G H .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm just about to walk around the neighbourhood and drop off pamphlets for the show.. I 'volunteered ' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ...apparently ... as DD was going to do it but suddenly found out she had 900 odd to deliver. oh well look at the positive side of it .. good weight loss walk! ... 3 hours of weight loss walking... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> can't you tell the enthusiasm just oozing off me?
Mum is baby sitting Mickey & Aussie heheheh which will just drive him up the wall. Killing him with kindness snicker <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
well tl... "<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />" are those for the Mennonites or the camping lol???????
ok can't delay any longer .., at least its sunny and not too hot ... sigh ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Taking day off from work. 3 humans in this family. All w/ sypmtoms of attention deficit disorder. All see psychiatrists. Managed to reschedule 3 psych appts all for the same day. Not going to work. Gotta do finance stuff. NOT GOOD!!!
So, Wednesday morning I leave for a human resource conference. w/ co-workers for 50 hours straight. Business casual dress code.....Uh,....I guess that is probably how I dress most days. I don't know. One person's casual is another's dressed up.
I've never met most of the other attendees. I'm a relative newby. I'm concerned about this.
Neak and her husband appear to have dropped off the face of the earth. The last any of us heard from them was Saturday night, when she called home on the 800# and her dad forwarded it to me at the coast. They should've been to Montana by Sunday night, and well on their way back to California by now with the truck. I can't get ahold of AJ's brother (nobody answers the phone) to ask him when they left for home, or if they ever arrived. AJ's boss hasn't heard anything from them. There were no messages on the phone when we got home last night. She told me their cell phones were both dead, but that wouldn't explain why she couldn't call on a land line during a refueling stop. Even if they were having such a good time together that nobody thought to call US just to chat, it's not like Neak to go so long without checking up on her kids..especially after she knew that the Dervish had managed to get himself lost on a hike into the mountain wilderness that afternoon, and was retrieved by the kindess of strangers (or angels) and returned to a straggler from our group, before anybody even knew he was missing.
All I can say is, if she's OK, she's in BIG TROUBLE!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> It's not nice to worry your mother. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> No camping stories today. I'm busy fretting.
t&l
Dear God - please take care of Neak and AJ, wherever they are. Please help them to be in contact with their family soon. Keep them safe and in your care.
If they are in some sort of trouble, please send them angels to care for them.
And be with their family. May they feel your peace and may they hear from Neak & AJ very soon.
Thank you, Cinderella. Still nothing. Wish I knew what was going on. But not if it involves sinks!
t&l
WOW! This is going on and you are attempting humor. LOL!!!!
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tl have you heard anything yet?
didn't AJ have trouble with the truck not long ago? I wondered if they broke down between road stops and have had to fix something? Maybe AJ's brother had to drive out to where they were and help perhaps?
Even new trucks break down.
Well I'm going to say a pray for them & that they will contact you very soon so that you can stop fretting. Mummies always fret for some reason or other dont we?
I'm sure there is a very reasonable answer that will relieve your worry AFTER you hasve torn strips from them for causing you to worry in the first place.
Tell them off for all of us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
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I'm at work so can only take a minute, but yes, she finally called and got through this afternoon. Apparently the primitive communication system available to her up there wouldn't let her get through for over 24 hrs. She CLAIMS to have been frantically worried herself over how we were doing with the kids. How insulting is that? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> As if Neaksis and I couldn't handle the Dervish (twitch, twitch, quiver, twitch) for a single weekend. I'm still a little unclear on the exact why's of her communication misadventure, but since her dad was forwarding her through to me (and was getting restless) I decided I could wait until they got home for the details.
And attempting humor? Yes...I did. (Why, didn't it work?) First place, I was still thinking it was much more likely that everything was OK than that it wasn't and didn't plan to seriously worry until evening when AJ's brother got home and could tell me they never arrived (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />!). In the meantime, determined good humor was the order of the day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And besides, I always whistle in the dark... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Doesn't everybody?
t&l
I figured............ two people in love........... new truck, big new double wide sleeper.
Long lonely road............ lots of rest stops.
I wasn't worried at all.
Yet.
T&L,
The details of the camping trip are very sparse at this point. we sincerly hope more details are forthcoming.
Or is that tamping trip?
Cinders,
Sounds like you did have a good time. I sincerly hope so.
From the description of what Aussie is doing these days, it sounds like no parts are missing. That's probably good.
T&L, which is more relaxing - the taming trip, or being back to work?
SS
I thought it was a tamping frip....
The closer I get to this conference, the less I want to go......I've never been....I just want to sleep. Was in bed last night by 10:30 and had trouble getting up at 6:15. This is not normal.
I think I'll go wash the end of the dishes, start the dishwasher, let dog out, then go to bed.
Will someone come over and get me packed to go?
Oh, would that it were
true!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
we sincerly hope more details are forthcoming.
Well, for a start, let me say first that we were all
very warm in our sleeping bags. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis has some great pictures, but we have to wait for Neak to get back to do the technological magic necessary so they can be posted.
Much of the credit for the "success" of the weekend belongs to Neaksis. In fact, ALL of the credit belongs to Neaksis...including having the idea in the first place! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> She did all the heavy lifting, planned the menus, bought the food, packed the stuff--you get the idea. I worked up until a few hrs. before we left. And paid for Neaksis' great ideas. That was my contribution. And drove the car with the four juvenile males in it, on the theory that they would need heavier crowd control. I think that was actually an easier car to be in than Neaksis' car, though. She had the 2 prima donnas--the duelling princessi--the foster baby, and Grandpa. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> However, she
did get to sleep the night before, so it all balances out, as far as I'm concerned. She might disagree, of course, but she's only 28. What does she know? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
tamping trip sounds like fun! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I suggested that mum take Dad & dd and my big bad bro (snicker) on a 'tamping trip' and all I got was a look of pure horror.
She keeps wondering what she has done wrong to deserve 'that' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
and it apparently broke her travel rules ... "if it doesn't have 3 stars and a spa it doesn't get stayed at" do you like the Oz style statement? heheheh
So much for having some time ALONE!! well Mikey doesn't count yet . lol
Anyway his Nibs & I had another little fight over taking off the glasses and pads so I'm not popular I guess. However its one matter hes not going to win.
I'm also very peeved. Peeeving heavily against the weather as my sunny day had rain & storms & wind and I couldn't fit one of two roller doors to the enclosed patio. I'm fit to be tied I am. Its not fair I tell you. I cut the metal guides. I installed the support bars, installed the patio beams and now I cant finish it. I'd swear like Aussie but I'm trying to be a
L A D Y <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
And I haven't had time to hide all of Aussie tools I've been using either ... when he finds out is that bed offer still open? lol I think I'm joking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
TAking off what glasses and pads? Are you fighting over blinding the hormonally challenged?
It sounds like a good trip T&L.
I'm impressed that Grandpa still goes camping. I guess he must be able to sleep anywhere?
Anyway, greetings everyone !
SS
I guess he must be able to sleep anywhere?
HA! Are you talking about the night he fell off the cot at 2AM or the night he threw up about 3AM and then got lost going to the bathroom (right across the street! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)?
HE slept just fine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Well, Neak is back, and Neaksis has promptly disappeared, leaving Neak with all the kids. I heard that she muttered something about it being her "turn" just before she vanished. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Now that we can post pictures, ahem, Neak, we can tell horror--I mean, camping--stories. I want to show you 2 things in the first batch. One is "The Tent that John Built"--he was 12 and the "man" of the trip. The other is my $41,0000+ hole in the ground where they're putting in the new septic. Neak said she thought we could bury a couple hundred people in the hole, and I thought she was joking...until I went out and looked at it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> If size is what matters, I guess I'm getting my money's worth!
Off to work. Nice patient last night, but I could tell 3 hrs. before the MD finally pulled the plug on her labor that we were going to end up in the operating room. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Every night is a crapshoot. And you're either lucky or you're not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I am back from the Journey to the Center of the Earth.
Who would've thought the Center of the Earth did not have any phones?
We didn't have time for any long rest stops. Sigh. (The train was a different story.... a little.)
Getting the kids settled, so must dash again. Sorry to have worried all. We tried and tried to call with the limited options available to us.
Sorry to have worried all. We tried and tried to call with the limited options available to us.
ok excuse is accepted ............
[color:"red"] but you are still grounded. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> [/color]
I was so incredibly torn on Monday. On the one hand, the chances leaned towards nothing serious being wrong, and I didn't want to overreact in some irretrievably public format. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> On the other hand, I just had this overwhelming feeling that if something were wrong, my daughter would take into her trouble, a sense of confidence that her mother would figure out that something was wrong and do something about it. Hmm-m-m-m-mph. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> It's a good thing she was far away when she told me she'd been happily driving a tractor while I was stewing at home. I wouldn't have known whether to give her a big smack on the lips...or on the butt! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ooops ... I didin't do it ... it was the others <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Rella
Aussie had some minor vision problems which required him to wear eye pads, use some drops and relax until Wednesday, he wasn't exactly ummmm a cooperative male person <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
so we had ... words.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
and EVERY second word is an expletive. Adjustment to normal life is SOOOOO "challenging" ... for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Memo to self ... remind dd to NOT slam doors when dad has just got home. Long & embarrassing story not for tender ears . <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
>remind dd to NOT slam doors when dad has just got home.
Took my dad MANY years not to "patrol the perimeter" or be able to hear the sound of hele-choppers....and he's still a little freaky that way. Makes you love them that much more, imo.
Tell my big bro I am so relieved he's home I get teary when I think about it. Hope you don't mind AW, but the Wookie and I followed what our A was going through (through your words) together. You both are THAT dear to us.
Neak, was thinking about you the other night. I loaned my/your book to my bil and want to reread it....and then got to thinking about you and your dear mom and sister and all your familia....and well, I miss you all.
Don't post much anymore...just a few a day...and seemingly inane stuff at that. I'm doggone tired of sad stuff and don't cope with wishy washyness on anyone's part anymore...which is funny, since I was pretty damned wishy washy, till I crowbarred my head out of my tushy.
But I think of everyone A LOT...and hope they are as happy as I am.
All my love,
Kimmy
morning all!
just so we are clear the expletives aren't coming from me. lol
Kimmy love ya too. Aussie says 'G'day Kimbers' which is pretty talkative these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak & tl how is all the crew? Hope all are fine and doing well. Aussie also said 'G'day & wheres the Dervish?'
Heard from Neaksis yet or has she hidden herself from all and sundry? lol
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> wish I could hide from all & sundry ... EVERYONE wants to come around and say hi to Aussie. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> ok .. so I'm unreasonable, I'm allowed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Well hey howdy, for a quick second, anyway. The Dervish is asleep, yeeehawwwwwww! {{{{{AW & Clan}}}} {{{{Kimmy & Crew}}}}
Pio - snicker! We need clean up around here a lot.
Neaksis did come back. She is even staying, since her electricity is busted at least till Sunday. No hot water, no major appliances such as stove.
Such a long adventure as we had; I will have to try and be Ernest Hemingway and not Tolstoy.
Friday we left 15 minutes earlier than I had planned, which was plenty early enough. AJ was all antsy to leave, so I had to give up the time that would have gone to checking my list one last time, and just go.
We were only 5 minutes out when he realized he had forgotten the laptop. So much for having internet on the trip. We had SO MUCH time to go back, but he was too twitchy about being late, even though we had over 2 hours yet before check-in time, and almost 3 hours before we actually went anywhere. (We thought.)
A few more minutes and we realized we had no cell phone chargers, either, since we had not brought them, since we were going to use the computer to charge our phones. Both our batteries were almost dead.
A few more minutes and I realized that my tennis shoes, which were on my list, were also still on my bedroom floor, and I was headed to Montana in October with nothing on my feet but thongs.
We arrived at the station 1/2 hour before we were even supposed to be thinking of starting to check in, and 1 1/4 hours before we were to leave. We got there in time to see them lock the station, and the man at the windoe said the last bus had just left, the bus that would have taken us to the train station across town.
So we just drove there, which was no biggie since it was only about 5 minutes, but it was a commuter station entirely outdoors. When we arrived it was very cold and windy, with almost 1 1/2 hours till the train was to arrive.
I huddled with a sweatshirt on, my coat wrapped around my bare legs, and stupid stupid thongs, shivering, as we found out the train was delayed. And delayed again.
Finally, after more than 2 hours in the freezing cold, the train stopped across the street, city politics having made that the only option, instead of the train pulling all the way up to the station, where we walked down - still blocking the street - and boarded.
That took us as far as Sacramento, where we got on our sleeper car. Of course that train was an hour late, too, so we propped each other up in the station till it got there.
I wish the camera phone had had batteries so I could take a picture of the roomette. It was so tiny that it's just as well we were too tired and frozen at 1 am for any extracurricular activity, because we would have either fallen into the next compartment, or become so entangled that the porter would have had to come to our aid.
The bed was narrow even for one person. Sure, I could have slept alone on the top bunk. Emphasis on alone. I was much happier sleeping all night with my butt hanging off the edge, clinging for dear life so I wouldn't fall and get wedged between the bed and the door. I know I slept some, and finally started to warm up a bit.
And evening and morning were the first day.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Ok Cinders,
Where's the report tonight?
Did you think no one would notice ?
I hope Aussie recovers soon. Don't wear him out AW. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
I'm impressed that you went camping. I knew you loved those kids -
Does Neak sis get to tell her version, or has she already done it, and it was censored?
Neak, you have a flair for story telling. Did I ever tell you that?
I see you didn't get the train car suite. The one that takes up the whole car.
Too bad.
I can't wait to hear what you did about shoes - and everything else of course.
Not much exciting here this week. Next week AD and his daughter come out to go camping with us. Should be fun. It won't be close to the city, or the beach.
We plan on driving the the end of the world, and then another 25 miles. We'll give you the frozen orange juice version - condensed.
Sweet dreams.
SS
I just had to escape my thread. It's calmed down now. Maybe I should pick up some maxi-pads before I leave. Gemela is coming back soon. Never can have enough you know.
Pio, this is always a safe place to come and hide. It's a non-snarky zone and there is no penalty should you fail to adhere to the party line.
t&l
Be sure to get the kind with wings.
We specialize in parties here, everything from celebrations to the occasional pity party. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Thank you SS, and no we did not have the whole car to ourselves. I can see that would have been handy if Le Dervishe had been along. The sad thing is, there was nothing I was able to do about the shoes until we were a good share of the way home. There are not many business establishments in the Center of the Earth; only gas stations, bars, and farm equipment.
There are not many business establishments in the Center of the Earth; only gas stations, bars, and farm equipment.
Aussie said "why would you need anything else but bars? After a few doubles of irish you wouldn't CARE that you had no shoes as you wouldn't feel anything. Neak needs to think more laterally!"
Yes dear <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Be sure to get the kind with wings.
At first I couldn't figure out what you were talking about, Neak, since in my, ahem,
day, our options were more pedestrian, so to speak, and less aerial. But then I understood... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I'm wearing an arm brace today. My assignment last night weighed over 400# and I think I ruptured something. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Of course, this gives new meaning to the line "the wind beneath your wings." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I should probably quit now.
SS
Yikes ---- just thongs
And Pio needing to get pads
And Aussie wearing pads
And TNL rupturing something. That was a HUGE baby.
And Kimmy happy
And the Neakgirls galivanting
And SS going camping
And Grandpa throwing up and getting lost
And me returning from a conference.
It's been busy.
Where's the chocolate?
Yikes is right !!
T&L,
Don't they usually get the "former NFL lineman" male nurses to do those kind ?
How was the conference C?
What did they teach you?
Notice Neak didn't give us the continued story today.
Did the Dervish have anything to do with that?
SS
Been gone all day, going crazy now, try to sneak on later.
Ernest.
Of course, this gives new meaning to the line "the wind beneath your wings." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I'm not sure about that, SS. Sounds like an arrest for indecent exposure to me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It wasn't the
baby that was huge. BABY was average in size. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It wasn't the baby that was huge. BABY was average in size. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So THATS the real reason for all the Caesars? ... Small Doctors! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
DD didn't think it was funny either (Shes not the tallest person in the family unlike her 'little' bro)... shes got doctors humour <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
The place is like a bomb has just hit it!! those &%$#@#*&^%% men left my kitchen and dining room looking like a the black hole of Calcutta!!!
Do they think Pixies come in and clean up? Why doesn't Bluey go get married and make some woman miserable like any ordinary man? All he does is lead the rest astray, not that they need much leading mind you!
I'll just prance along and get the Pixie dust then won't I <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Tonight I had a longer trip than usual home from Neak's house. It wasn't the weather, or the road... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> But I did waste a certain amount of time sitting beside the road engaged in pleasant dialogue with a member of the local constabulary. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It seems that I didn't come to a full stop, and the guy I was trying to get ahead of was speeding. Mr. Sheriff said it was a coin toss deciding who to stop. He chose me, even at my age, which is not as flattering as it might seem. I think he should've gone after the other car, which attempted to pass me like a winged mammal out of a hot spot, on a hill with double yellow lines--not that anyone asked me. However, he didn't give me a ticket, although he did ever-so-gently encourage me to actually stop at the stop sign, being that it's more of a command than a suggestion. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Here are three pictures from Neaksis' birthday party. There are more in the album if you want to click forward or backward. I'm too lazy to post them individually...
It's All Downhill from Here The Dervish Loves Aunty Or Aunty's Cake t&l
T&L - Do you realise your links give us access to 104 of your photos? Is that okay with you? I looked at 4 and then wondered if you put them there by mistake.
Incidentally, that Dervish is incredibly cute.
Well just look at photo #88. And I thought MY feet needed exfoliation. I ain't got nuthin on THIS woman!
Tee hee, Pio, you are incorrigible. (I'm laughing now that I made sure photo 84 wasn't of me.)
TT, that is just the collection of all the photos we've been posting on here for the last year +. I'm so glad you cared enough to ask and make sure we hadn't made a <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />, but it's fine. There are even more options available on the
Main Album Page. Thank you, I happen to be rather enamoured of the Dervish myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> See? Now I have proof it's not just motherly bias. (The rest of them aren't too bad either, lol.)
One of our fish finally died last night, but it wasn't the Dervish's fault; it just got too close to the filter. The babies took shelter in the breeding grass we got yesterday. Help me remember to look up the care and feeding of baby guppies.
Ok, so the next morning we got on the bus for a 7-hr drive that had to take 11 hours because the train station didn't even open till 8pm. So we got a lot of scenic stops.
For most of the day we alternated sleeping with reading the nice books we had brought along. We also brought our own food, and ate very well.
Part-way through the afternoon, AJ finally had an awake time while I was napping. He began to amuse himself by lightly tickling my nose, ruffling my eyelashes, and I finally woke up when he stuck his finger in my gaping mouth.
I coughed, sneezed, and glared at him while muttering, "
Everyone should have a hobby."
We stopped a couple of very historic places, one of them Shaniko, OR.
http://www.oregon.com/history/ghost_towns/shaniko.cfm (Sorry, I'm in Quick Reply.) The other was the same bridge we had visited when we went through - I think our pictures from that time are still in Mom's email.
In Biggs, OR, I blew all the minutes on my $5 calling card, which I only happened to have because I hadn't mailed it yet, leaving a message on Mom's cell phone to at least let her know we were having trouble with the phones.
We got into Pasco, WA at about 7:30 pm, and I've got to get ready for church now. The children are only standing around the fish tank and not getting ready. "Which one is female again?" "Well, ahem, ahem.......[long lecture blah blah blah]" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
T&L - Do you realise your links give us access to 104 of your photos? Is that okay with you?
I seek Neak already explained, so I'll only throw in 2 cents. That photo album turned out to be sort of like Topsy--"it just grewed." I guess it's safe to say that we started out here with a great deal more anonymity than we've ended up with. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Somewhere along The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid (as told in the early pages of this thread), we started posting illustrations, and look what happened! We're not just
wordy. Turns out we're
picturey, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l, AKA OtherSusan the Stupid (retired)
And I thought MY feet needed exfoliation. I ain't got nuthin on THIS woman!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, Pio. Those are nothing but sissy haole feet with a little bit of Kaneohe dirt on the bottoms. When I was a kid growing up in Honolulu, we didn't even have to wear shoes at school until we were in 7th grade. Even then, we took them off for the walk to school and the walk home. I could've walked on almost anything but molten lava or cut glass back in those days! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Now I can't even handle the gravel in the driveway. Sissy haole feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l, AKA OtherSusan the Stupid (retired)
Clarification: only the "Stupid" part retired. The OtherSusan part is still gainfully over-employed.
And tired. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
But not retired. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Hi, Kimmy. Glad your own Saga seems to be taking a turn for the better these days. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I, the computer whiz, have downloaded the memory disc into my computer, and then into Yahoo photos, and from there to this thread...
all by myself!!!!!!!!!! (There was nothing to it at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I just kept sticking the disc into holes until it fit, and clicking the mouse until something worked...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />) It's not so hard after all, being an expert. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Here's a picture of the Dervish on Sunday morning...a little less chipper than when he started out. For which Aunty and I were profoundly grateful!
It's Not EASY Being a Dervish t&l
P.S. Sorry it's sidewise. Even MY great expertise didn't extend to turning it right side up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I figured out how to rotate it. Whooee!
The Dervish is just in rewind mode thats all! He was waiting for breaky to get refueled. I think hes just wonderful .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I think I have one in development here already.... 4.00am wake ups are just getting too common!!
I think life from the Dervishes point of view must be so much fun ... every moment a new adventure ... Huckleberry Finn syndrome is still alive and well!! lol
Well time to do my Sunday walk around the estate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Talking about breakfast, well I was, I had to cook a half kilo of bacon and 6 eggs for Aussie this morning before I went to church.. blarrrg I just about puked by the end of it. How can you eat so much grease that time of the morning, well ANYTIME ?????
Well at least he's adjusting to 'normal' life a bit better this time so I should just accept ... uck ... these odd food wants I guess!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mum said hi by the way! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> she's busy with little brother and his estranged wife and their kids right now. I think he may agree to at least discuss reconciliation just to get some peace. Ooops ..did I say that aloud? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
You will notice they post photos of what the Dervish looked like when they got through with him, but none of what they looked like after the Dervish got through with them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hi to Mum, and double-blarggggg to all the grease. The human stomach is an amazing organ.
Before I forget, in Shaniko they had posted newspaper clippings from when the town was in its prime. Things like "second only to Portland in its size and importance to Oregon". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> You'd never know it.
The other thing is I OPENED THE SAFE!!!!! They had the old safe from the saloon - you could see it was positively antique, but just as sturdy as the day they installed it. The combination was posted above the safe so anyone could try to open it, but what a combo. It had five parts, each one something like "Turn 3 times left past 53, then stop on 21". Then back 2 or three times to the right, going past and stopping on another number, then back, and back. It was obvious they didn't want to take any chances of the saloon's stash being stolen.
It's too bad I didn't have my stethoscope with me, or next I could have tried cracking it the old-fashioned way. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Most of the day the bus was very quiet and peaceful. Part-way through the afternoon, this long-winded trucker started telling road tales to an adoring audience. (With AJ & I rolling our eyes at each other when he got too full of himself.)
The man had a carrying voice that would cover any quiet conversation. AJ took advantage of that to occasionally say something naughty. After all, he had been gone all week and all our time on the train had been spent sleeping and eating.
Well, his voice was a wee bit too loud, and the young man sitting two rows ahead of us might have heard him even over the trucker person. Except there was a lapse in the conversation.
Just as AJ announced portentiously, "See these lips? I'm gonna chap these lips!"
There was dead silence on the bus. Except for the muffled sniggering as I collapsed farther down into my seat.
Mom pointed out that the lip chapping could be taken several ways, and they didn't automatically know which one of them he meant. True, but only naughty meanings would have been considered. He could have said anything, "pass the potatoes" or "we're getting off at the next stop" or "look at that beautiful scenery", and it would have sounded just as bad. Ok, maybe not quite as bad, but almost.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
The lovely station in Pasco was only open from 8pm to 5am. We finally had a chance to warm up our soups for supper. AJ knocked his hot chocolate all over the floor, and the lady said there was no one who could clean it up for about another hour, after the train got there. She offered to put out a wet floor sign. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> So he spread Spanish newspaper over it so no one would slip, since there were no paper towels in the womens' bathroom, and the mens' had actually been ripped off the wall.
The pay phones were only .50, but they wouldn't let us call pay phones. Finally I thought to call Dad on the 800#, got through, and he succeeded in 3-waying me to Mom. The train was almost there by this time, but I succeeded in telling her about our problem with the cell phones, and said we would try and get something when we got there.
At long last we got onto our train, and this time had an actual little bedroom, since we (fortunately) had not been able to downgrade to a roomette.
Having just missed dinner, we got some snacks and settle in to watch Flight 93 on our little tiny screen. It was just getting into the movie when the battery went dead, and the plug in our room wasn't working. We pushed the button several times for the porter guy, but he never came.
He didn't come when we called the next morning, either. Apparently he did bring a newspaper by early in the morning while I was showering, but we never saw him otherwise. On our way to breakfast, AJ found him (flirting upstairs with a female passenger), and informed him we would be at breakfast, (so fold up our beds hint hint) but when we got back nothing had been done. We pushed the call button several more times and waited a while, but finally had to figure out how to change it around ourselves.
We met some very interesting people at breakfast, but speaking of breakfast, the kids are hungry and so am I. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You will notice they post photos of what the Dervish looked like when they got through with him, but none of what they looked like after the Dervish got through with them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Famous Oriental Proverb:
She who wieldeth the camera need not be photographed.Didn't you ever hear that one, Neak? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
In Biggs, OR, I blew all the minutes on my $5 calling card, which I only happened to have because I hadn't mailed it yet, leaving a message on Mom's cell phone to at least let her know we were having trouble with the phones.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And guess what, Neak darling? Just 10 minutes ago, while getting ready to leave for work, I turned on my cell phone and it rang to tell me that I had some voice mail. When I listened to it--
JUST 10 MINUTES AGO--I heard
for the very first time the above message about your phone trouble. Only a week late, but hey! Who's counting?
I wondered why that part of your story didn't sound familiar to me...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Lesson for the week:
Don't leave messages on the cell phone. Especially the ones you want to get through! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I think it's time for bed.
Anyone know how to get rid of fruit flies? I can't kill enough of them. Yuck.....
Those are nothing but sissy haole feet with a little bit of Kaneohe dirt on the bottoms. When I was a kid growing up in Honolulu, we didn't even have to wear shoes at school until we were in 7th grade. Even then, we took them off for the walk to school and the walk home. I could've walked on almost anything but molten lava or cut glass back in those days!
I'm frum Arkinsaw and I didn't even own shoes till I dun gradiated hi skool and gon off ta college (IOW when I beed 34 yeers old). Didn't walk on no lava but I did step on a few charred up revenuers cawt tryin to snif out the still.
OK, I concede, Pio. Your feet were dirtier and tougher than mine ever thought of being. But you're the one worried about exfoliation now and all mine have to do is carry me around! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I didn't even own shoes till I dun gradiated hi skool
I was the mission teachers' daughter. I
had to have shoes. Although not necessarily on my feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Officially, I wasn't allowed to talk pidgin, either. Not too many revenuers, charred or otherwise, on the school campus, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Mom -
http://www.redlightcameraticket.com/<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hehehehehhe
thats funny Neak! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
We have those camera's here too!! but they actually changed the laws so you can't challenge them!
its all about $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
well first day back at work and its so sucky lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I want to stay home with Aussie & Mikey <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
At least I have DD home to watch over Aussie & Mikey or who knows WHAT those two would get up too! DD's only error was going out for a coffee with a girlfriend at lunch time.
His idea of toddler food today apparently was a tin of cold baked beans and a block of chocolate!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Food face painting was very evident and just guess what was being processed by that toddler body when I got home? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> EEEwwwwwwwwwwwww !
"But I thought he'd like it. I had it & I liked it. He seemed to have fun"
Yes Dear <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
oh yes, the disposable nappy was on ... BACKWARDS .. I mean the shiny inside out backwards !! I mean they come out of the pack, there are isntructions an inch high .. you have to, I mean can't ??? well ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Here's another famous proverb for you, Ms. Neak:
Laugh and the world laughs with you, annoy your mother and you laugh alo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-one.
Except for AW, who apparently is laughing, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ooops ........ busted <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
tl went by so fast she didn't have time to clip anyone under the ears ... safe as houses Neak ... but you may want to stay in yours for a while <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Besides, let's look at this little episode of lawbreaking from a Christian point of view... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I knew when I headed for the intersection that the light would turn red before I made it all the way through. What I didn't know was that there was a camera. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Makes it kind of hard for me to fight a citation with technicalities, or loopholes, or any other kind of flimsy excuse when what I did was deliberate...and got caught. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. That being said, I'm certainly going to wait till the very last day to pay the fine! In this case, the fool and her money won't be parted a moment before they have to be.
Pio, I just read your "World Premiere." You whistle in the dark, too, don't you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I hope you can face your coming reality with the grace and determined good humor you've brought to your uncertainty so far. It can't have been easy. I can hear you grit your teeth from here. And it's probably not going to improve any time in the immediate future. I hope your hatches are battened. You're in our prayers, dear sir.
t&l
If you entered the intersection on yellow, you still technically had the right of way. (The police don't have a sense of humor, and don't always see it that way.)
My best advice is be going so fast your license plate is only a blur in their picture.
Beans and chocolate. Yum. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
won't Aussie be surprised to learn he has got 3 speeding tickets!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
me:
um honey I have something to tell you.
him:
how much is it going to cost me?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
whats annoying though is that even the Police know its revenue raising! One officer told me "Sorry love got to fill my quota for the day!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> well I WAS speeding by 10km but it was on a empty straight country road
I blame it on the timing mechanism in the lights TL ... they are just so out of whack! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I just remembered I hadn't had any dinner ... NOW that Mikey is settled and the kitchen FINALLY cleaned .,.. I want food... oh well .. midnight snack. Aussie didn't eat either, but after 3 cans of beans .. well I think the gas is still happily keeping him full .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I think I was halfway through the intersection when the light turned red. One site I looked at today gave the actual law that specifies this right-of-way thing you were talking about, Neak. I'll have to see what the picture shows. I would be willing to argue that, if it's so. Also, they have to issue it within 15 days for it to be valid. Maybe everybody will be busy out shooting someone and they won't have time to get it out before the deadline. It was Stockton, after all!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Neaksis here...
We want more camping pictures!!!!!!!
So far, I have never had to pay a speeding ticket.
I did have to pay 3 tickets - officer threw the book at me. It was 2:30 p.m. on July 1. My tags on my car had expireed 14.5 hours earlier. The day before, I had gone to get the emissions checked so I could get the tags but the place closed 30 minutes before I got there. So, that cost me something like $85. I did get the tags the next business day.
We want more camping pictures!!!!!!!
Well, that makes one of you! I was
trying to let your sister finish her own trip story before I started horning in with ours. But she IS taking a very long time, isn't she...................... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Anyone would think she has something other to do than posting the photos!!! I mean ... really ! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW and T&L!
The cop's wife in me is wagging her finger at you.
The cop's wife in me is also thank you very much in advance for helping our Christmas fund. Thanks to you, officer's get this nice incentive program called "step". It's like over time...but all they do is go out and write tickets. It has allowed us to pay off our truck, pay the lawyer, and will fund our Christmas.
You all rock!
Good grief ! ! !
I'll just continue to be mostly clam. There is no way I can keep up with you ladies.
AD and DD fly in tonight. It will be late before they get here. We'll sight see locally tomorrow, then camp Thursday, and Friday nights. Home Saturday by noon.
If we're lucky, there will be photos. Depends, sometimes I'd rather sleep.
Cinders, how was the conference?
SOBS?
That could look bad - so I'll translate
Same old boring stuff?
Yes Neak, we are WAITING ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
However, we realize you have plenty to do, etc, etc, etc.
And yes, the tamping frip. You could always do more photos, and more story anyway, we would support you in that.
AW, how is our own favorite Aussie doing this week?
We just kind of assume you are doing better with him home.
Kimmy, I would have gotten more tickets if I had known. I can't believe I haven't been a better supporter. Maybe I should start speeding more, and stuff.
SS
I will FF, I will.
Hope things continue to improve for you.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi TL, sorry to not say hi to our hostess
Anyone would think she has something other to do than posting the photos!!! I mean ... really ! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
He's out on the road. She
doesn't have anything else to do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Well..........except children, school for the Dervish (shudder, shudder!), housework (he likes the sinks clean when he gets home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), and Grandpa. But nothing else! Really. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The cop's wife in me is also thank you very much in advance for helping our Christmas fund.
Well, as long as it's for
you, Kimmy......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS--Say hi to AD for us. Hope you guys have a great time.
FF--Hi to you, too. How's it going for you? What I read sounds like it's doing better for all of you, and I'm glad.
t&l
Let's run down my day really quick.
1. Get kids ready for school.
2. Take kids to school.
3. Sneak in a little cleaning.
4. Make the Dervish work on his schoolwork.
5. Talk to the Dervish's teacher to set up tomorrow's meeting and find out what work samples he needs to bring.
6. Call the fence company to tell them the gate still won't shut.
7. Fix Grandpa lunch early so I can leave.
8. Have Neaksis take me to Stockton.
9. Stop on the way to get AJ some soup and Vitamin C, since he is sick.
10. Get drug tested. (This was the biggest time waster of the day, almost 1 1/2 hours.)
11. Go to the truck yard in Manteca and try to retrieve my car. (Unsuccessful. Long story.)
12. Stop by the bank, back in Stockton, but running late to get the kids, and the lines were far too long.
13. Pick up the kids from school, one hour away from the bank.
14. Wait while they finish getting their homework in order. (They are not allowed to bring their books home, as they keep forgetting them.)
15. Come home too late to take the garbage to the dump today, and call AJ to tell him we are ready to bring him his soup down at the freeway. (Since we couldn't get the car and just drive it to him while we were down there.)
16. Pause before leaving again, just long enough to compose whiny lists on the internet.
17. I may have forgotten something.
And then you wonder why I haven't posted? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Yesterday was not noticeably better, or the day before, or Friday either, for that matter. Tomorrow is fast shaping up to be similar. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I haven't even had time to clean the sinks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I don't have any photos to post of my own, either, since the camera was on the cell phones that had no batteries. I guess at some point I can take a picture of my cute little green truck. It really is perfect for me. So dainty and petite.
Well, must dash - I probably only have another 5 or 10 minutes before I have to head out the door AGAIN, and there is so much that ought to be done. Oh, and looks like the Dervish has disobeyed and sneaked outside so he can go play in the hole big enough to bury 200 people, which he is never ever ever supposed to go into. Which explains its mystical fascination to him.
So hope everyone is having fun, tell AD hi, and Merry Christmas to Kimmy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
OK, I figured out how to rotate the Dervish's picture...as well as all the other camping photos that would otherwise have been posted sideways. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Here he is, upright, with reluctance.
It's Not EASY Being a Dervish t&l, who would post more pictures, now that I'm on a roll, but I have to leave for work. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Boy, did I have a shocker tonight. It's and wonderful and sad. Both. At the same time.
Gotta figure out how to put it and which board to put it on. Because there may be people on After Divorce that remember the first part of the story.
I'm shocked. Happy. Sad. Hopeful. Lots of things rolled into one.
Don't keep us in suspense. Cross post all you need to.
It was hard work, because I had to get all his samples lined up right there on the spot, but I have sent the Dervish to WA with only the clothes on his back. Chortle chortle. He does have his schoolbooks, which is all that really counts.
Remember what happened to my daughter?
And that my nephew was charged?
And that he pled guilty to one charge and 'in best interest' to another?
And I haven't spoken to my sister in over a year? (It's been a year and a half since I've seen her and she lives only 25 miles away.)
And imagine what this is doing to our elderly mother.
Well, tonight I had a long talk with my nephew. He had his counseling group tonight. I went by my mom's and he was there.
It was a good talk.
He regrets his choices. Even more, he regrets that our family has been ripped apart. I thought he showed great maturity for a boy who turned 18 just last week.
More later.
It's wonderful that he's gaining some insight. Is he going to be able to share it with your sister? Wouldn't that be great?
t&l
Oh, and looks like the Dervish has disobeyed and sneaked outside so he can go play in the hole big enough to bury 200 people
Or, as an alternative, to bury the Dervish 200 times! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I wouldn't worry so much about him going in the hole. It's wide, not deep. I thought he was just supposed to stay away when they were operating the heavy equipment. He told me on the camping trip that the man had taken him for a ride. I said, "I thought I told you that you couldn't go out there." His reply? "The man told me I could ride with him."
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I told him, "I don't CARE what the man told you. When Noah says, 'No," it doesn't
matter what the man says you can do." Swat him for me, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
the doghouse .... seems sorta like home now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
well I had an INTERESTING day!!!
It seems SOMEONE decided to go walking in the hills and not tell anyone where they had gone.
Left about 5 am we think ... I wake up 7 ish .. no husband ... get up, shower, dress for work, make bed, have breaky and wake Mikey, feed him, get him ready, no sign of the man ... SO I ended up taking Mikey to work daycare, DD checked in a few times during the day & let me know no show, arrive home 5 .30 but no sign so I'm a bit worried .. whats going on??... so 6.30 tonight ... about an hour ago .. guess who walks in, well limps in, soaking wet, and says "Hi guys, whats for tea?"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
so I told him IRISH stew and go have a hot shower. Have a nice walk hun? (hint hint) NOTHING
Ok I forgot .. a man .. I have to S P E L L it out<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Don't you think it was good of me not to do any DJ?
oh he just replied 'Yes dear' .. totally oblivious <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
oh well I mean we only have one man missing in the hills this week so its got to be safer than what he was doing before ... sigh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
think maybe we could POJA a note being left? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I vote for a subdural tracking device.
I may very well die of extreme old age (bearing in mind that the women of my family often live till around 90!) before Neak gets her story finished, so here are a few camping shots...
This is the Tent that Juan Built Being, at 12 years of age, the "senior" male of the group, he got to put up the tent himself. It's only a
little crooked. And it DID stay up until Sunday! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Grandpa Loved the Foster Baby Since Grandpa was no longer able to put up tents, we put him to work doing what he does best...sitting down!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now I'm going to bed. I'll see you sometime, Neak, but I'm going to sleep first. Having a baby who's heart rate drops to the 40s is very bad for the health of an elderly nurse. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And all that running down the hall to the operating room, pushing a hospital bed, wasn't really that great either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That tents ok if you ask me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
however this is MY idea of camping
my idea 1 my idea 2 my idea 3 my idea 4 my idea 5 and this is Aussies ides of taking it like a 'girl' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Aussies idea of soft camping Kimmy I know I sped, but what can I say but .. me bad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Neak, anyone would think you actually had to WORK at home lol hehehhehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
TL .. go have some sleep just like I'm going to right now!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Men! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I like camping, but your idea looks pretty good to me!!!
I have only spent 1 night in a tent. In my entire life - 1 night. I think an RV is roughing it enough.
I have only spent 1 night in a tent.
Lucky Cinderella! Buried far away in the depths of the Saga is my definition of "roughing it." Let me drag it out for the benefit (I know, I know--who am I kidding?) of those who missed it the first time around. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> "Roughing it" is dragging my own suitcase upstairs to the 2nd floor of the motel. I am SO glad I was not a covered-wagon pioneer woman, to say nothing of the long dresses, corsets, and complete lack of air conditioning...or
fans! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I lived too many years in Hawaii to understand how how you can call it a "beach" when you have to wear a coat to play at it, but here is the Dervish at the alleged "beach."
The Dervish at Not-Waikiki Here he is, atoning for freezing at the "beach," by getting his marshmallows
almost cooked enough. They learned this from me, so I can't criticize. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
[color:"blue"]Just logged on for a quick peek between loads of laundry to see that sNeak discovered I made a mistake and posted the little beach bum twice. She just wants me to quit bragging about my burgeoning computer skills, that's all! See
her post for Mr. Charcoal.[/color]
Today is a working-at-home day, which I will not achieve on the computer. Adieu, then, I bid you adieu...unless someone wants to come over and clean house for me, in which case I can stay on the computer awhile longer. Hello? Anybody there? Where'd everybody go? Neaksis? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Sigh...
t&l
Actual photo of the Dervish and his marshmallows For fun, go to lizard-ville.com and look at the store, where they have all kinds of pictures of lizards dressed in cute little outfits.
You said you were to busy to tell your story, but you have time to look at haute couture for lizards? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> x2
t&l
This wicked thing just ate my whole very long post from Sunday morning to Monday morning. I am too tired to retype it today.
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Love the cartoons, Neak.
Found another one on the same site that should probably be sent to wayward wives, though.
Hot Guy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
hello all
just got back from a Irish pub with Aussie after meeting most of the blokes and wives and girlfriends - some of whom paid all too much attention to MY husband if you ask me!
"oh you have such wonderful blue eyes" I'll give her blue eyes alright. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
anyway he told lots of very rude jokes which had us all ROTFLOAO
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thanks, Lady. I wish somebody would post that cartoon on the TOW board so they couldn't take it down, lol.
AW giving 'em blue eyes, bwwaaaaaaa!!!!!
I'm still
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I'm going to bail Dad out and teach the Sabbath School lesson since he double booked by accident. So I won't have a chance to try and lose my post again.
Not that I am bitter.
well good to see no biterness then Neak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
right now I am umpiring 2 x 12 yr old girls and their little brother ... I suppose I am unable to throttle them? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
oh well, a good scream and a sending off to bed may work, for 30 mins. Neices & nephews hah who'd hav em? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
and but me no buts young lady #1 or I'll kick one!
I can't WAIT until my new enclosure is ready.. I can push them out there, I mean have them go out there and shut (LOCK) the door!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh and who did I find out was the culprit behind the running around, breaking vases and cups ????.. let me give you a guess .... He drinks lots of beer and watches rugby, footy and cricket <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
now I sound like mum!
Neak this is what the Dervish may be like when he gets older!! sorry to scare you like that ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Saw my ob/gyn at the donut shop when I took my d to work. It was about 6:30 a.m. He was headed to the hospital. He picked up several dozen donut holes for the nurses. He got to see both my children whom he delivered.
Saw my ob/gyn at the donut shop
there is something intrinsically funny about that.
Lol Pio, I never thought of it that way.
I'm off to drive for the rest of the week, so everyone have fun without me, which translates into, make sure there is lots of interesting stuff for me to read in case I have a chance to go online.
Oh reevoyr!
Pio I did have good laugh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
have a great drive Neak! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Oooooo Neaks a writer isn't she mum? Yes Dear.. why? oh .... nothing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My DD wants to ask you PLEASE for 'any' advice on writing she has to do for Uni project so if I send it you can read on the road!!
see, solving problems is my skill ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
but seriously only if you have time or when you get back.. I'm NOT allowed to read it apparently until its ready in 12 months or so.
its only a short piece "for now" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
so doing my motherly duty and hand on heart wont look I promise. I HATE doing that!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Not that kind of seeing him....silly!
We were both customers at the same time....perhaps I should say, "I ran into him"? But I didn't run into him. I didn't touch him - or his vehicle. We stood in close proximity, however.
He got to see both my children whom he delivered.
I don't know if you realize how old it makes us OB people feel, to see these gigantically-grown youngsters, and have their parents say, "You were there when they were born." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It's even better when they come in to your ward as prospective parents themselves! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> Somebody hand me my cane and help me to the rocking chair........<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak and her husband are each driving a big rig this week (Neak until Tuesday night, when she's supposed to get home again), and sharing the Dervish between the two trucks, although I'd be willing to throw out a small prognostication: he'll spend more time in one truck than he will in the other. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And then there's Neaksis, who has suddenly become responsible for 2 more children, Grandpa, and a foster newborn. I think I like my upcoming week better than either of theirs, no matter what happens at MY work that I don't even know is coming!
t&l
T&L, you get over here and I will take you to the best donut shop in town.
I really like my dr. I've been seeing him since he was pretty new in practice. I used to be able to call one day for a routine appt and get to see him the next day. Now, I have to call a couple of months ahead of time. But, if there is a problem, they get me in.
cinders,
I am showing great self-restraint but I can't hold back much longer. You REALLY need to change the subject. You're just digging yourself in deeper with each post. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
JUSTUSS has me on a really short leash right now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Tee-hee...
I am glad that I didn't get any of the ice cream that Val made for Grandpa. She came in to show it to me during my nap, but scared off by the growels coming from under the covers, left without me seeing it.
Now she just dicribed it to me.
It had butterscotch chips
A cherry on top
Banana chips
Drizzled with the juice from half of a lemon
And a fresh basil leaf for a garnish.
Tee-hee
You know, I was a HOT WOMAN today.
Yup.
HOT!
TOTALLY HOT!!
[color:"red"] AND I DO MEAN HOT!!![/color]
It was 80 degrees in the office today. We couldn't turn the heat off. The rest of the floor was cool - but not my division. We couldn't open our office tower windows. It was NOT fun.
Neak asked me to pop on and say "Hi" to everyone. She said she has been up for something like 36 hours now with the aid of various cafinated substances, plus 3 pounds of raw carrots.
Mai dawter, puhbleshed arther, ukawmpleshed spllr. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm not sure about this whole long-distance trucking thing. Neak said that late last night, for a long while this vehicle followed her so closely on the freeway that a lot of the time she couldn't even see the headlights in her rearview mirrors. It sped up when she sped up, and slowed down when she slowed down. Finally she got her hubby, who was about 5 miles ahead in another big rig, to get off the road and then pull back in behind them when they passed, to try and get a license #. But then the person took off and they never did find out who it was. She said that luckily she was in the truck with the gun. It would've been even luckier if it had been where she could get it easily.
And if she knew how to shoot. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Honestly, the things kids do to make their parents get old and gray. Well, older and grayer, actually, but you get my drift! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It is as I suspected. The Dervish is spending more time in Mama's truck than in Daddy's. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Fortunately, there is The Cage, where he gets to spend much of his time. I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't get a Cage built for him at home, too, especially until the septic guys are done excavating.
The Cage--Fortunately Occupied How such an angelic-looking child can be so dervish-y is a mystery to me.
Big Rig, Long-Distance Trucker Dervish t&l
yes tl
its SO hard to think they are dervish-y .. but somehow the little 'darlings' manage it.
Guess who? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
It's an Aussie-let! (An ocelot? That would explain those 9 lives, wouldn't it?) Vaguely resembles the Dervish, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Vaguely resembles the Dervish, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Now THAT is a worry tl!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
You were right .... Aussie himself and guess what ... we have another one!! Dervish-y boy that is! N.o.1 son Jnr
Not ANOTHER one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
see I know dervishness when I see it lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Mum says its always the quiet ones (relative to age of course ) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My son is a dervish and he is not quiet. Except around people he doesn't know. I swear, that child can talk me into a stupor.
On-the-road Neak says to tell everyone hi.
"Hi, everyone."
t&l
I'll post here since it is more private. Had a talk. Have changed the sig line accordingly.
Privacy is a relative thing on the internet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> At least it feels private. Are you glad or sad that you had your talk? Or both? Did you have to wield the (hardened steel) Sword of Wrath? Are you sick of all of this yet? Wouldn't it be nice if we could all go back to before everything went to h-e-doublehockeysticks in a handbasket?
Should I stop asking questions?
OK.
t&l
I changed the sig line. That's all I'm saying. WW eyes would never look in this thread.
Pio--Just read your update on your thread. I think BigK is right. It's much scarier to try again than it is to quit walk away. I wish you every success, but I will say that after watching my daughter and her husband try to recover that it's not a straight shot, and that there will be steps forward and steps backwards. And, somewhat to her surprise, I think, there is more resentment to deal with in recovery than there ever was during the actual crisis. When she gets back from her trip, maybe she can talk to you about it, although she deals with a lot of it on her thread A Few Things Can Make It Through the Fog. I don't think she expected the recovery to be quite so much work, once she'd won the battle. Turned out the war wasn't over, at least inside herself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
NCW - need to talk shop - about trebuchet.
Good morning to everyone
hope you all are having a great Friday and can last until the end of the day. weekend ahead of us all ... whos doing anything exciting?
I've been carrying furniture and killing redback spiders ... Aussies idea of spending some time together <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
now I want a back rub and he's half asleep watching cricket
Go get the bat and whack him in the shin. That should wake him up.
Tired.
Too Tired.
'night.
now I want a back rub and he's half asleep watching cricket
Cricket has that effect on everyone. Some sports simply shouldn't be televised. Snooker is another one that comes to mind.
Baseball is that way for me.
Pio you are thinking of test cricket which goes for 5 days or so. I love that in fact but not when I have to bring the beer and food for a bunch of lazy boozy men!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
However one day cricket and 20 overs cricket is very exciting and fast. Much much faster than baseball. In fact we just watched Australia beat England in a one day game (day/night game) ... thrashed in fact <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Now its 2.00am & we are watching Pakistan and the West Indies though I have some thoughts on that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
never you mind <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
They used to play cricket in the park across from where I go to church. But they don't play there anymore. I don't know where they play. Lots of people from lots of countries in my city so there is no telling who those people were - or where they were from. But it was definitely cricket.
One night long ago (during the first gulf war) I was in a bar in Abu Dhabi drinking Fosters beer and I happened to be sitting next to a guy who I struck up a conversation with. Turns out he was a semi-professional umpire/referee/whatever for test cricket when he wasn't selling satellite reconnaissance systems. So he began to explain cricket to me. It was very complicated and took about 4 hours to explain it all. Well I learned everything there was to know about cricket and it was indeed fascinating. Unfortunately I had drunk so much beer that I forgot everything he said.
But I still remember one thing about cricket - never bet against the Pakistanis.
BTW there is an interesting statistic about Fosters beer - the single largest market for Fosters beer is in the tiny little United Arab Emirates. Mostly Dubai but also quite a bit in Abu Dhabi.
I think someone at my house has damaged a CD - a $600 CD and I need for it to be undamaged.
rella
get a cd repair kit, they cost very little in Aust about $15 or US$11 ... they work a treat on scratches etc.
of course you can consider the philosophy of it all ... it is a NEED or a WANT ? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
just thought to lighten the annoyance and will now duck behind the chair as you throw things at me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Missed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
remember as you think of strangling the ankle biters .. I love them, I love them ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Grandchildren are the parent's reward for not killing their children.
Hi Neak!
hope your weekend is a good one and you got 'some' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> rest after all that driving!!
Grandchildren are the parent's reward for not killing their children.
yes .. well .... mum has another version ...
Grandchildren who behave just like their mum or dad are a parents revenge! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I mean MY children have always been angels .... Aussies on the other hand could be right little blighters <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Just look at Mikey, perfect little man until Aussies home then wakes up ALL times at night wanting attention... had to have a little TALK about waking Mikey up to play with him .... not EXACTLY a POJA one either <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I am back.
Cricket? Beer? Possible ruined $600 CD's? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> AW is right - a nice little kit will fix it all in no time.
My biggest adventure was almost catching the brakes on fire.
The jake brakes in the truck I was driving were not functioning at peak effeciency, but I had no real trouble until Thursday, going down the 7-mile 6% grade by Ashland, OR. By the end I was <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> and <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> as I alternated between the tachometer zooming all the way to the top of the red, and giant plumes of smoke billowing out from my glowing brakes as I attempted to slow myself a tad. This after I had downshifted even more in an attempt to slow down.
AJ said I was that close [] to catching them on fire. They still stink of burnt brake, and it is Sunday.
We wasted a good share of the day in the shop while they rebuilt the jakes, but then something must be wrong on the computer part of it, so we got waaaaaaaay down the road and found out they still weren't doing any better. So AJ drove that truck the rest of the trip (very VERY slowly down the hills), and I finally made it to Neaksis' house at 4:27 this morning, in time to find her still awake feeding her foster baby.
Unlike last time, we at least got some good pictures this trip. Not all that much exciting to tell, just a whole bunch of driving, but the pictures show the highlights, probably much better than I could try and describe anyway.
I had an additional pound of carrots after the first round. Let us just say that certain unmentionable by-products are still orange.
Last night as I drove, the Dervish told me about one of the "Davey and Goliath" shows he had watched.
A quick word about Davey and Goliath, in case you have not heard of them. I had not until fairly recently. They are now playing on TBN, and are a clay animation show from probably about the 50's or so. It is a very sweet, educational, Christian program that is put out by the Lutheran church, and features Davey, a boy, and his adorable pet dog Goliath, who talks, but of course only Davey can understand him. Together they make mistakes and learn important life lessons and wholesome Christian values.
The Dervish version: "And den Goliaf say, 'I can't eat dose. Dey are too hard, and taste just like dog nuts.'"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
As benignly as possible, I repeated it and asked if that was what Goliath had really said. "Oh, yes!" And he repeated it again word for word.
So I don't know what Goliath really said, but I'll lay dollars to donuts that was not it.
Neaksis was quite shocked at the depravity of the Lutheran script writers.
You are so right, AW. Baby bedtimes are not POJA-able.
I got a little nap, so hopefully the kids will go to bed early tonight.
I'm off to bed in a moment myself
I've got two of Janies here tonight... sorta was cute to have a 12 yr old and 8 yr old here again and watch the two interact as brothers & sisters do <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
of course THAT lost all its cuteness after putting the two back into bed for the 11th time at 10 pm ..Aunty may be a soft touch but not THAT soft.
Well ok,,, yes I am <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
8 yr old asks me to read him a story from one of his books. So I got out the one I wanted and started to read the Good Samaritan. After I read it to him he looked very thoughtful at me and asked
"Did the Jerkio man go hunt the ones who hit it on him?" Um no that wasn't the point of the story dear.
" Unc Aussie would!"
Um no dear I don't think so"
"Yep' nodding firmly "I herd him say those blo*dy poms were blo*dy thieves taking them ashes and we should shoot the Bast**ds!" "why would someone steal ashes Aunty?"
go to sleep dear <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
"unc" Aussie has some questions to answer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
(the ASHES are a cricket contest played only between England & Aust every 2 years .. decades long rivalry)
If the Nuns ask my sister some questions about her son's opinions I am NOT answering the phone
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
LOL! Well, I guess I shall try to find a CD repair kit. This is a software CD - has sheet music on it for our hymnal.....for church. By the time I finish putting together the worship service, I'm no longer in the mood to go to church. Seems I worry too much about it running right and looking right to enjoy church - assuming I am not the one in the balcony running the video for the service. If I'm doing that, I'm really not having much of a worship experience.
I tried to give this job back - I got begged into keeping it. YUCK!!
So, if I fix the CD, my experience may improve.
I never had quite that take on the Good Samaritan story before. Yep, my life could always be worse. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cinders, it sounds like you're going to have to put your foot down. Even if you don't quit, at least give it back to them part of the time, so sometimes you can just sit there and bask. Don't make me come down there and tell them for you!
Dervish Dictionary
A stink adv. "Means when you don't have 'em any more." E.g. The dinosaurs became a stink.
Oh, and the septic guy had his dump truck driver quit, and he still needs a bunch of sand and rock hauled for our septic.
So guess who is going to learn how to drive a dump truck?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
PS - I do too know how to shoot!
I just got the following letter:
Dear Ms. Neak,
I'm very happy to let you know that our Book Publishing Committee has voted to approve your manuscript, The Story of Peter, {<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />Already they are messing up the title?<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />} for publication. You have brought a great deal of creativity ot the Bible story and the committee was impressed with the way you handled it. We think it will appeal to a great many readers - and give them some good spiritual insights. We're very pleased to have it in our upcoming list and are planning on releasing it in the spring of 2007 in time for the camp meeting sales season.
Enclosed blah blah blah sign and return blah blah royalty advance blah blah blah blah.
Sincerely,
VP of Product Development
Woohoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AJ is already starting to brainstorm next summer's tour, lol.
Yay Neak!!!!!! Way to go. I'm so happy for you.
I think you should bring the whole family on the book tour and come to the buckle of the Bible Belt.
Thanks, B. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> How are your cows doing? That is so cool!
Rella, I think my 'tour' will end up looking like an MB member map. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Though I haven't yet convinced him that we need to go to Australia, South America, and Canada. Or the Middle East. Or Hong Kong. Or England. Not yet, anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Which kind of limits me to the 48 states. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Although I bet if Mom and Neaksis offered to watch the kids, he would let me do a weekend book tour in Hawaii, rofl.
I am so excited though!!! I don't think I will ever get used to it - I'll be 70 years old, on my 947th book, and still out at the mailbox jumping up and down, "Yippee! They accepted another one! What?! That's what they changed the name to?!?!?!?!? Hmmmmm. Oh well, they took it! La la la la la!" And Mom will still be there (age c. 95), shaking her cane and muttering, "Well, you'd better not let them take out the part about the......."
Now that I have the final word, I also have to get busy finishing my info pages for Amazon shorts, since this will complete my bio section nicely. Note to self: tomorrow, print out signature pages and fax them.
The Dervish was wondering about circumcision this evening. "Mom, did da doctors tuck off my vag- vag- vag- my penis?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> "Yes dear, but only a little bit."
He also gave himself a haircut today. Right in front, of course. He really hoped I wouldn't notice.
Well nighty night, hugs and kisses to all. What an eventful day, all around.
Congratulations Neak! I'm looking forward to this and all the other 966 books! I hope you can get your tour down my way!
Oh Neak
thats just great news about the book!! News about a book trip to Oz would have been just so much icing on the cake lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mum said to say a big hi and that you deserve EXTRA cheese cake for a week, the kind that does not put on weight, on the hips! But only after you finish the Black Forest cream cake <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Tell Mum to add a gym membership to the mix and she's got herself a deal. Unless you think I should hold out for fudge, too.
I am still young. So there is hope that I may yet become an internationally demanded speaker.
Barring that, there is also hope that someday I may be able to afford to travel to other countries every now and again. For research, of course. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Note to self: Tell about the echo tomorrow.
well I was asleep .. in bed ..sorta <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
what echo...echo...echo ? ? ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Is it tomorrow yet? If you slept after your last post around midnight, then it is tomorrow. We expected you to tell by now.
Neak - you clever girl. That's wonderful news about your book. Does the book tour intend to go to Hawaii because you can get there via Hong Kong!
Congratulations, Neak!!
Great deal on the book! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Have you started your next one?
How are you gonna find time to write while driving a truck????
And...what about that echo???
It was 10:30 pm my time, and last night I fell asleep just after 9, trying to get the Dervish to sleep. Sigh. I wasn't just waiting till you begged. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
TT, that is a fine idea! Don't most flights to Hawaii stop in Hong Kong first, anyway, since it's right on the way? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Lady C, thanks, I have started the next one, but not yet restarted working on it after getting sidetracked around the beginning of school. Must get cracking, time's a-wasting.
I will only be driving 3 days a week, so it is just a time managment issue, and still very doable.
The echo. Most of the time, AJ was driving the truck that I started out in (because of the brakes), and on that truck, the CB had a mean old echo. AJ would crank it all the way up, get on the mic, and call the Dervish. "Little Chicken...Little Chicken....Chicken...icken...icken....kenkenkenkenken....."
Little Chicken (or as he says, Little Shicken), was SOOOO envious of that echo. We did not have any echo at all. He would get our mic and answer back, "What....what....what....what.....do you want....want....want....want....want?"
That little high-pitched manual echo kept us in stitches all week! (week....week.....week)
Neak
the echo fun is what makes for great memories! lol Love those silly little things that bring joy to the little ones .. and well us big un's too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
OMG I was so embarrassed today. I try to make some fun romantic times for Aussie and I, you know recovery 101, which between work and Mikey and DD & mum & ,,well I'm sure YOU understand it..lol so I have a quiet lovely alone moment at work, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> shut the office door and ring Aussie whos at the barracks today doing paperwork.
I quickly tell him ILU's and can't wait to have some time together tonight .. innocent enough..<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> but he pipes up "Thats great Hun but'...I cut him off very gently as you girls know how hard it is to get a mans attention at the best of times right???.. so I tell him I'll make it worth his while ,,he comes back quickly with "Yes dear thats sou..." I cut him off again and explain in .. well ,, some .. detail .. how romantic we shall get...
SILENCE
then a cough and clearing of throat could be heard and some sounds in the background I couldn't exactly make out... "yes well love thats very nice but if you had waited to hear me I was going to ask you how to turn this bl**dy phone off intercom again" (I had programed the thing for him)... apparently his staff were rolling on the floor ... har Bl**dy har
I need ANOTHER paper bag <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I think I need to learn to shut up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
HE thought it was funny <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Neak Said:
PS - I do too know how to shoot!
What was this one about, I totally don't get it.
Totally.
SS
It's nice to see the book deal is going through. Warms my heart to see good things happening at your house.
I'm not sure I approve about the driving.
Oh - I think you are probably better than average at driving. In fact, reviewing what I know about you, I am sure of it.
It seems though, that it conflicts with SOME of your other goals.
It's hard to get across concern and still tease correctly.
Smile though - and tell me how you feel about driving. I can imagine it helps with the budget.
Hope AJ, and children are well, happy, and not in any kind of trouble.
I have to go SOON - Hi everyone.
(SS waves)
Cinders did you get the CD to work.
AW, I blushed for you.
I bet he's happy though.
I bet he is.
Lady C, how about an update !!
CC,
was thinking about you this week, wondering how you are.
T&L...........
Thinking about you and Neaksis too.
Hope all is well. As well as can be, in this world we live in.
HP is well?
SS
I love Halloween......in a little kid way. I guess I will be the happy witch again this year.
In telling about the person who was following me, Mom cast aspersions on my shooting ability. I shoot fine.
So far, I am not better than average at driving the dump truck, although I was able to make it go forward and backward. It is kind of squirrely to drive on these bumpy, windy country roads, but I can do it. It makes me grateful for the luxury of the other trucks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I understand your concerns. This does have the potential to interfere with what I need (not just want) to do, but while there may be stretches where I have to work harder, it will ultimately be an interim thing.
AJ's brother is planning to come out in a few weeks and drive it for a while, and at some point they will probably put someone else in it full-time. Then I would just fill in between drivers and stuff.
I don't know, but my great plan is to see how it works, bank as much as I can while I am doing it, and if it gets to be too much I am not above admitting it. After all, I am not Superwoman. (In my head I know this.)
AW, I laughed till I cried. AJ giggled like a girl. We are speechless, which is what you should have been. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!
CC,
was thinking about you this week, wondering how you are
Hi SS and everyone else shopping in the doghouse!!!!!
I seem to be stuck with quite a few possible "situations" but nothing definite: I'm supposed to get a new job which will be fun and interesting but I've been waiting for more than a month and now I know it won't be for another couple of weeks at least.
I've also been offered an internet teaching job whichI obviously accepted but that will be in january...
Today is my DD's graduation (she'll be going to university next year) and unfortunately she decided not to remind WH so that he wouldn't go. It was HER decision although I told her I thought it disrespectful. Much as I will hate seeing him I think it's important he be there and after all he paid for her dress and the party... But last night he called and talked to the other DDs and one of them said :"I'll see you tomorrow at the graduation, right?" So she inadvertently reminded him, and we will see what happens tonight.
That's about as exciting as it is around here....
Oh, and I have decided to study psychology next year! (march)
I love Halloween......in a little kid way. I guess I will be the happy witch again this year.
I thought you would send out a call to the Fairy Godmother............ that she would come, and make you a carriage, let you wear that dress again - complete with slippers.
Somehow I just can't see Cinderella = Witch. Even happy witch.
Also - aren't you supposed to be going to a ball?
Sometimes I get so lost on this thread. (SS smiles)
SS
In telling about the person who was following me, Mom cast aspersions on my shooting ability. I shoot fine.
So............... this is......... I mean........ are we talking about fire arms? Guns?
You are a crack shot with what weapon?
Guns in general?
Pardon me for asking - this is interresting though.
So far, I am not better than average at driving the dump truck, although I was able to make it go forward and backward. It is kind of squirrely to drive on these bumpy, windy country roads, but I can do it. It makes me grateful for the luxury of the other trucks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Dump trucks (most big trucks) are much easier to drive when they are full. Empty, or half empty means lots of bounce.
I agree that long haul trucks are more comfortable.
Disclaimer - I have driven dump trucks, but not long haul trucks.
I'm not worried about the driving at all. You know what I do worry about, because those worries match yours to some degree.
I understand your concerns. This does have the potential to interfere with what I need (not just want) to do, but while there may be stretches where I have to work harder, it will ultimately be an interim thing.
I realize it's not my place to worry about it, but I tend to anyway. Maybe "worry" is not the right word in this context.
This world doesn't give us the rest we desire. Sometimes it's needed as much as wanted.
I see many (most? all?) here who just cope anyway, and you are one of them. My W is another. I see you wear yourselves out in the service of your families, and others. I see you do what is needed, often at the expense of what is wanted.
You all find ways to make it work, even if the cost is high. (and yes, if you are reading, I mean you too!)
May you find joy in the journey.
I don't know, but my great plan is to see how it works, bank as much as I can while I am doing it, and if it gets to be too much I am not above admitting it. After all, I am not Superwoman. (In my head I know this.)
Oh yes, your head knows it - I realize that.
Your heart though -
You serve with your heart.
AW, I laughed till I cried. AJ giggled like a girl. We are speechless, which is what you should have been. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!
Notice she hasn't come back....... Maybe she's not finished with him yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
No comment from her mum either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Neak, and sis..... hope the kids are doing well.
SS
Hi CC !
It's good to hear from you ! !
I seem to be stuck with quite a few possible "situations" but nothing definite: I'm supposed to get a new job which will be fun and interesting but I've been waiting for more than a month and now I know it won't be for another couple of weeks at least.
I know the job you have been in has not been what you wanted it to be. Is this at the same place, different Dept?
Or is it something different alltogether?
I've also been offered an internet teaching job whichI obviously accepted but that will be in january...
This is in addition to what you already do?
Will it be fun, or just work?
In English, or Spanish?
Both?
Today is my DD's graduation (she'll be going to university next year) and unfortunately she decided not to remind WH so that he wouldn't go. It was HER decision although I told her I thought it disrespectful. Much as I will hate seeing him I think it's important he be there and after all he paid for her dress and the party... But last night he called and talked to the other DDs and one of them said :"I'll see you tomorrow at the graduation, right?" So she inadvertently reminded him, and we will see what happens tonight.
That made me laugh. Not that I didn't want him to go, but I suspect most families are like that - as far as saying things without knowing what we give away.
It is tells me a lot that she didn't want him to know. I don't know if he will ever get that respect back. It's so sad.
That's about as exciting as it is around here....
Oh, and I have decided to study psychology next year! (march)
That's pretty exciting........... going back to school.
Full time, or part time?
Thanks for all the news about what is going on outside. I still wonder about inside though. That's important too.
At least you understand we care.
I hope you smile a lot these days.
SS
You know, I did not see the happy witch dress in my box of halloween things. This is a problem. Whatever I dress as, I'll send you a picture if I can figure out how to do so.
Hey, with two hormonal females at the house, I just returned from shopping on the real life aisle.
Found the dress.....just discovered that my pumpkin lights won't work as desired. Trunk or Treat is hard work.
Hi everyone and thanks to Cinder for posting because I can't get into GQ!!!! I've already let Tempest know. It's weird. I have to go to active topics and unless the thread I'm interested in is there, I can't find it.
SS, I'll let you know about the job in a few weeks. I was supposed to be appointed when I came back from the holidays but it has been delayed for one or other reason and now we're going to wait until an international assessment is finished and suposedly I would then take over. Unfortunately I know this and am part of the local team in the assessment but the person who is in charge doesn't know this. So I'm not very happy at this moment but there is no choice.
WH didn't go to the graduation and we haven't heard from him since.
I did hear from a friend today that he's not making very intelligent decisions at work. Apparently everyone is leaving and being replaced by OW's family and friends....Sounds like ******!
I have my ups and downs ... but I'm OK. At least everyone else seems to think so and outside opinions are very important. They keep you real.
Summer is starting. That changes a lot of things, although I prefer winter.
The internet job is in english, and it is only part time. I'll try to do better this time than I did last time though. I'm not proud of the way I managed it last time, so I'm really grateful to be given another chance.
I hope to get this problem of not being able to see the forums fixed soon!
I found the happy witch dress. Couldn't find my green and white striped hose so I wore my fishnets.....with my black witch dress covered in small metallic stars and moons in a rainbow of colors, my black leather birkenstocks, and my snazzy little black and lime green witches hat - complete with netting and sequins.
During the Fall Fest, I was one of the cotton candy ladies....boy, were we covered in cotton candy. It blew everywhere. It was kind of funny. We were a show unto ourselves.
My daughter and the dog won second place in the adult costumes. Daughter was Snoopy and dog was Woodstock.
Our trunk won 'best trunk' and it was awesomely good. We deserved it - if I do say so myself. Had a skeleton sitting on the edge of the trunk....a 4' inflatable pumpkin.....a 4' inflatable ghost.....a fog machine......several pumpkins......a CD of childrens halloween music......and a fog machine. We were wonderful!
I am not Annie Oakley, but I can hit the broad side of a barn. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I have been to the range several times to fire a handgun, but am better with a shotgun. Dad took us shooting with his shotgun more than once, and AJ has also taken me to target practice (in the back yard) on several occasions. No, we did not shoot glass bottles. We are hicks, but not that bad.
Today is another dump truck day, most likely. For sure, this is a dump truck week. It is supposed to rain next weekend, and they have to get it as far done as possible. They even came and worked all day yesterday.
Rella, we already knew you were an all-round prizewinner. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
hi all
quick fly by....
neak with a gun <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> lol
I haven't had time to read I'm afraid as we have been at the Vets hospital all day, well nearly so. Aussie aunt the one with cancer had to go into pallative care today. She just fell over and is in her last day or so.
A very kind, strong and loving woman. I pray I never have to endure what she has over the years with her husband a POW and then permanently injured in Korea. Having to work and fight for so much with no complaint.
She has been so good to us and our kids, she is loved by us all very much.
While we were there an old friend of hers dropped by and said good bye and said may with God go with her. She croaked softly that in that oh so 'proper' english accent He had never left me my dear. it was soft but we could hear her. She clutched Aussie hand and told him "hes not left you either you scalawag' . I wanted to cry and I did. Not long after they had to increase her pain killers and she hasn't spoken since.
Aussie shows little or nothing. I don't think death touches him any more. Sometimes the chasm is so wide it frightens me a little.
Well a few hours sleep and we'll go back. If all we can do is hold her hand and pray then thats what we'll do.
{{{{{{{{{{AW and all Mum's Clan}}}}}}}}}
Death still touches Aussie; he just responds to it differently now. Her beautiful words will stay with him, and come to his mind when he least expects it.
The Bible is filled with promises of the reward God is preparing for all who love and trust Him. Here is one of my favorites:
1 Corinthians 15
51Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed,
52In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.
53For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality.
54So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory.
55O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?
56The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law.
57But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
58Therefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord.
With her faithful life, Aussie's aunt has won such a victory! Her years of service, and all her sufferings, are not in vain. You will miss her for now, but you will see her again in the day when the sting of death is taken away.
{{{{{{Another big hug - I know this is hard.}}}}}}
I missed something....Aussie's aunt died? The one who was sick?
I am sorry.
If she has not already died, it is only a matter of a very short time. I'm sure AW will update us when she is able.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
thank you for the prayers and well wishes. The dear woman died at 12.30. She never woke up.
Have been to work, rang all and sundry and feeling worn. But I'm still going to take the kids trick or treating because thats what she would want... some happy laughing children.
The youngest grandson is 15 and upset.. didn't stay at school so I picked him up after leaving work early.
Mum is upset. loved to talk politics with her and give the pollies a serving together.
she is with God now and all who loved her and have gone before
Aussie & I took the younger ones ..ok up to 12 yr olds & Aussie.. out trick or treating. Nowhere as big as in the states I guess however we had about 50 to 60 kids went up and down 5 streets and did a hernia carrying the stuff back! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
kind of nice to hear the laughter after the last 2 days. I had this urge to ring mum and Aunty Margaret up tell them how it went.. suppose that will happen for a while. But mum is here for them too so that will help them all.
But our lives go on, the worries and strife, love and fun..its just we have one less to share that with in this life. But we have wonderful memories.
Neak hope you have a great trip. Lizzy said hi and to drive and "I'll take you up on the advice when you get back" whatever that means .... are you sure I gave my word not to peek? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
A quick hello from WA, exit 57. I am about an hour from where I am stopping.
Val is feverish. Her poem was more correct than I thought (so she must have read it wrong), but with the usual mix-ups of b's and d's.
My bear grandmama
Once thare was a lonly old woman.
She was my bear grand mama.
She was sick and hade many strokes.
She ust to read to me.
Sing to me and hold me on her lap.
Now thers din a tragidy that drot that to an end.
my dear lonly grand mother land now in her towm.
She will de in heven for eturnety with the lord.
She loved god and I hope we will de ther. together.
and the ded shall rise furst.
to: my beloved grand mamam.
Nighty night, I'm going to sleep. So is AJ, a couple hours behind me.
I wish I was replying in a more timely manner, and could interact more day to day. It's gotten hard lately.
Though I don't comment on each post, I morn with those that morn, weep with those that weep, and laugh with those that laugh.
May God comfort all who need comfort.
If you need some cheer, try these.
A midget fortune-teller who escapes from prison is a small medium at large.
Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end.
Once you've seen one shopping centre, you've seen a mall.
Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis.
Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses.
Acupuncture is a jab well done.
Police arrested two kids yesterday. One was drinking battery acid, and the other was eating fireworks. They charged one and let the other one off.
A man walked into the doctor's office, he said, "I've hurt my arm in several places." The doctor said, "Well don't go to those places anymore."
CC,
How come you like winter better?
I have my ups and downs ... but I'm OK. At least everyone else seems to think so and outside opinions are very important. They keep you real.
It looks to me like you are doing well also - it really does. I think there is still some pain sometimes, and you wonder about a lot of things, but it does look like you are making progress.
Does it FEEL like you are making progress? Feelings are important too.
Cinders - good job in winning the prize!
I'm glad you find ways to LIVE life. It's tempting sometimes to just be a lump, but I see you won't fall for that one. Makes me happy for you.
Hi AW !!
Hi Aussie !!!
Hi AWM !!!!
Is it true that a Local Area Network in Australia is a LAN down under?
OK, OK, that was bad, but I try. You have to admit I try.
Hi Neak - I still worry. Forgive me, but I do.
Hi T&L !!!!!
'Doctor doctor, I can't stop singing The Green, Green Grass of Home,'
“That sounds like Tom Jones syndrome.”
'Is it common?'
“It's not unusual.”
Our own T&L has been quiet lately. At least here.
God bless you and your family with the best possible outcome.
OK, one more for the road -
News Item:
Ireland's worst air disaster occurred early this morning when a small two-seater Cessna plane crashed into a cemetery. Irish search and rescue workers have recovered 1826 bodies so far and expect that number to climb as digging continues into the night.
And BTW, I understand that the man who fell into the upholstery machine is now fully recovered.
SS
Good morning all in the aisle – AW’s mum here
It has been some time since I posted as I see it has been for tl
How are you tl? are you well? I do hope so.
Neak I understand is driving trucks? I pray that you keep safe and that all is improving day by day for you. I also hope and pray you do not keep all your worries and concerns all locked up inside as AW tends to do. Such things tend to return and bite you on the bottom.
Well today we had Margaret’s funeral - Jack aunts - and then a wake at the same pub where as a young nurse during the war she meet her future husband, a soldier in the AIF. As the hearse went to move her coffin to the family plot it stalled of all things and wouldn’t start. Jack commented that the old woman was having one last joke on us all.
Its exactly what Margaret would do and laugh at us.
As we remembered a lot of happy times with her, Jack commented that just before he had gone overseas Margaret had bought a new electronic thermometer. He had come over for a visit and she was trying to get it to work. However after pushing all the buttons and resetting this that and the other, nothing would work she said. “Its darn well broken Jack. It won’t go off 37.5 degrees C.”
“Well” he said to her “I think I can see the problem from here Aunty” ... “Oh what’s that dear? “ So he had leaned over and with a show of great technical knowledge, peeled off the protective strip that was across the LCD screen which had 37.5 degrees printed on it.
“Don’t look at me that way young man” she responded, “I’m not wearing those glasses, ............. they make me look old “ She had a great sense of humour.
She was also not beyond casting an eye on a handsome lad or two, nothing else mind you but she said it kept her young. As they were putting her into the ambulance that last time the medic asked her if she was going to smile for him. Quick as a flash she responded ..
” Well ... what will it get me?”
Jacks sister and her youngest son, 17yr old, came over from Canberra.
A few snacks, some beer, wine and the stories flowed of her life and adventures. Not a bad way to be remembered and loved to my mind.
AW was teary eyed and I have to admit shedding a few tears at the actual service.
Of course I should have known better, however even the wise can be foolish at times. As we walked back to the car I asked Jack if he planned on using the plot for himself .
“Nah” he replies “ just going to get the boys to throw me off the side of the truck”
I’m not sure, I think he was joking. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Thanks AWM.
I'm glad YOU are OK, even if every one else is crazy.
I'll probably die in the wilderness, and the wolves will eat me.
SS
AWM - oh of course ... lot easier I'll use it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
well the weekend has become a slight more difficult with some hard news. My wonderful grand daughters fiancé has been given special leave.
He is being sent to Afghanistan.
His mum and dad are coming over late tomorrow.
GD is doing a great AW impression with the stiff upper lip thing. However she is very upset on a number of levels.
so we may be a little scarce for a day or two
How fast is he going? How long do they think he'll be gone? Give the poor dear a hug for us, and tell her we'll be praying for them both.
Tell Aussie that if he dies, you will personally see to it that he is dressed in frills and lace before he is laid out, and will give him a full week of one fancy government ceremony after another, plus a state funeral.
You will scare him so badly he won't die till he's at least 487.
Throw him off the side of the truck indeed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Oh dear, not good news about the young man. Not good. But those men are a special lot to whom the rest of us owe a great deal.
Yeay, tell Aussie about the frills, etc.
Hey, we lost a star! Does that mean no one likes us as much as they used to? Does that mean.......? What does that mean?
evening to all..... morning here 11.30am.
the young children only woke up awhile ago. We are giving them as much time together as possible.
Why do I feel so old?
He will be there next week, exactly where we are unaware of, however it would seem he wont be going out trying to find them like Aussie. I think he’ll be attached to the security detachment minding the construction team. I’m not sure what that means. At least 6 months we have been told.
His mum and dad arrive in an hour and Aussie has gone to pick them. AW is putting lunch together. my grand daughter seems able to separate the emotion from the circumstance, a typical medical thing from my observation. My doctor daughter does the same, steps back from such things to observe the whole.
GD was wistful last night and in a quiet moment told me she only regretted not being pregnant right now, should, if, anything – God forbid – happen to him she would have a part of him forever.
He of course thinks its the best thing since sliced bread! And so it goes.
Of course I am praying that something shall happen to prevent him from going, a transfer, wanted elsewhere, anything. If not, that he is bored for the entire time.Good news is that it is very quiet in the province the Aust are working in right now building roads, bridges, schools, medical centres, houses and the like.
As for Aussie ... Hummpfff is all I'm going to express. When I queried him on his comment he told me "Well I guess they could roll me into a old trench and fill it in. Dont matter to me"
ohh that man. He is so frustrating!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Well, I'm back - again - so how is everyone?
This has been such an adventure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I have driven through torrents, run over the Dervish's fecal material, and drunk some things I hadn't a'oughta.
At last I am home.
I stopped and spent a teeny portion of my wages on pajamas and slippers. You shouldn't grocery shop when you're hungry, right?
........ right?
Right.
Glad you are home safe.
Hope everyone else is safe also.
SS
Sounds like we have all been having fun ...NOT ... over the last few days.
Well being home I think will be a great recovery tonic Neak.
Just rest & veg a day or so... its allowed .. I said so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Tell your DD and all hello.
Tuesday night we got there too late, and they wouldn't unload us. So there we are stuck, still no showers, and lucky I stopped to get food.
So of course the Dervish has to poop. He had already pooped in a plastic bag earlier, and said he had to do more diarrhea. No bathrooms anywhere.
But we were parked on a dark street.
So I had him start pooping right in front of the front tire, intending to hide the evidence of my criminal activity when he was through. After a few charming little splats, a car turned down the far end of the street, coming right for us. So I had to haul the poor little fellow 1/2 way down the truck out of sight. Was he done? No, of course not. So he did some more in front of those tires, too.
Got him cleaned up and back in the truck, then carefully ran over everything. First thing the next morning, he opened the truck window. What are you doing? Heeheehee, I want to see my poop run over!
He also decided he wants to be a leaf-blower when he grows up.
If he grows up.
Apparently, right after we parked, he peed in a water bottlw, then set it in my cupholder.
I was hard at work scrubbing up the hot chocolate Val spilled all over the little fridge, the carpet, and just about everything in between. (Not that I am still bitter, almost 2 weeks later.)
It was thirsty work, so I grabbed the bottle from my cupholder, threw back my head, and dumped in the rest of the fluid as if I were chugging a beer at a frat party.
Such an interesting progression my thoughts went through as I instinctively caught and held the strange liquid in my mouth, rather than swallowing it.
Thirsty, so thirsty!
Good, still a little water left.
My, this water tastes funny.
No, not really funny, more like bad.
(Swirling remainder of contents of the bottle) Not quite clear.
Almost clear, but slightly yellow?
NO!!!!!! IT CAN'T BE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
While I was busy rinsing, spitting, and throwing up out the window, I could hear a little voice behind me. "Mom? Mom? Mom! I werry sorry........."
Guess what, Dervish, Mommy is werry sorry, too. FOR WHAT SHE IS ABOUT TO DO TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Our own dear Idiots suggested that I sue Dasani for not putting warning labels on their bottles.
I have been drinking a lot of soda, juice, and chocolate soy milk the last couple of days. Not much ~shudder~ water.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
PS Before we unloaded, I had to turn around and park in the same spot, running over the poop again on the other side.
Neak
I'm really really really trying to say something supportive,,,really I am.. its just that ......
ROTFLMAO
hahahahahahhahahahahahhahahhahahahhahahhahahahhahahahahhahahhaha
hehehhehehehehehehehehehehhhehehehehehhehehehehehehehhehehehehee
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Well, life is fun isn't it.
No internet service since last Saturday. Phone service spotty. Mammagram this morning. Pap smear this morning - after 3 failed calls to dr office because they open late on fridays and didn't take their phones back from the answering service till late - and after we figured out they scheduled my appt for 140/10/06 when I told them 11/10/06 - the legal holiday for Veteran's Day. $85 service call from phone company to fix something that I don't think is really fixed. And the estimator for a new heat pump stood me up today - serves me right because I stood him up Tuesday as my schedule backfired on me and traffic was HORRIBLE.
I am not happy.
Time to work on the worship service for church and it's only 15 songs long. I love to sing but 15 songs is too much for me to put in the program. I am not enjoying doing this. I do it because they need it done. It takes HOURS!
May I run away now? I think I'm headed to another funk. Tell me it will get better soon.
Talk about a story !!!
I know just how the Dervish felt. BTDT, but I'll never admit it.
Cinders, I get to organize our Christmas program. It needs to be done (on paper) in about a week, and I haven't started yet. I'll cry with you.
I can see why you are not happy - but that can change. I'll give you 24 hours to change.
36?
Ok, 48, but that's my final offer.
Neak,
how long are you home for?
Is T&L OK?
Hi AW, and AWM, and Aussie !
Hi everyone !!
CC, here's some photos for you. I'll do more if I get persmission from AD.
We did have a good time with AD and his daughter. We did a short hike about 20 minutes from home in the Red Cliffs Recreation Area.
Road into Red Cliffs - The house is a pioneer era home (late 1800's) that is being restored.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/oct-camp/IMGP5617b.jpgOne of the twins at the pools. Note the steps in the rock around the waterfall
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/oct-camp/IMGP5669b.jpgOur first camping spot - This is a long way from any well traveled roads. We camped on the mountain and set up in the setting sun.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/oct-camp/IMGP5699b.jpg All the best to everyone.
SS
SS - WOW!!! Where do you live? Those pictures look like the ones in the Sierra Club calendar.
SS, that's beautiful!!!! When you live in places like that you can't help but thank God !
This week I traveled to the north of the country about a 5 hour drive, for work. I appreciated the countryside, though not as beautiful as your area. I didn't have much internet access during these days. I am in the middle of an international assessment of one of the health programs. It will end next friday when the results will be presented to the authorities.
I got back today to find that a barbecue had been planned by my brother who is visiting (he lives in USA). So the house is full of teenagers, my brother and his friends.
Sunday I go to the beach where another brother lives. I'm in charge of making the cake for his daughter who will be 4.
So, these are busy days...So far, so good.
And I have you guys to read about
BTW, I still can't get into GQ. I have to go to the active topics!
That's weird...
Well, I guess I should get started on the monster....
This was the email telling me what the program is:
Welcome
Song: “Lord, Reign In Me” #B-11 (both verses)
Song: “Holy Ground” #100 (interchange verses of 100 &101)
Song: “Holy Ground” #101
Reading
Song: “Nothing But The Blood” #902 (vs. 1,3)
Song: “There Is Power In The Blood” #903 (vs. 1,3)
Communion:
Song: “Arms Of Love” #B-21
all of verse one during bread
chorus only during cup (begin with words, “and there’s no place I’d rather be than in your arms of love”)
All Stand - dismiss to children’s worship
one verse of each song with audience standing
Song: “When We All Get To Heaven” #853 (vs. 1)
Song: “Don’t You Want To Go” #969 (vs. 1)
Song: “Beyond This Land Of Parting” #873 (vs. 1)
Song: “No Tears In Heaven” #882 (vs. 1)
Song: “Sing To Me Of Heaven” #716 (vs. 1)
Song: “This World Is Not My Home” #957 (vs. 1)
Song: “To Canaan’s Land” #867 (vs. 1)
Song: “Spirit Of The Living God” #422 (vs. 1)
Sermon: “Evidence Of Our Inheritance”
Song: “Spirit Of The Living God” #422 (thru twice)
Prayer
Offering:
Song During: “We Will Glorify” #578 (all)
Closing Announcements
Bear in mind that I have two CDs of powerpoint slides to hunt through for each song and sometimes there are two or more songs with the same title...... And the verses on the slides may be in a different order than in our hymnal so I have to refer to it for each song.
Neak
I do hope you have recovered and that all is back to a fair level of domestic bliss lol... well as good as one gets sometimes in that state. I know it appears so humorous to many after the event, but at the time its not funny at all is it?
Its one to mark up to life’s experience as a mum! Remember mums love their kids...keep repeating that every time you see bottled water from now on!
SS those pictures are fantastic... it must be so beautiful .....
Believer so good to hear from you. I do hope you are doing well.
Rella hope you can get the music all set up in time.
CC great to hear things going well and family around you. Hope the BBQ went well!
Aussie went to the pub last night with some of the boys. He apparently had a great time and from what I saw of them at 9.30 pm when I was supposed to pick him up, they were well and truly into singing some ... well .. rather ..rude songs and drinking to those who never made it home. Its Remembrance Day here and I think Veterans Day in the US isn’t it? So we are getting ready to attend the ceremony in Kings Park overlooking the city at 11 am. (you know the 11th hour, on the 11th day, of the 11th month).
Lizzy is determined to come even though she hates these things. She ends up crying which I think is just a sign of a wonderful gentle soul. At 20 I think I was no where near as unselfish as she is.
I eventually dragged him, I mean helped him, into the car at 11.30 pm.
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Well, it would be more fun to come back if people had actually known I was gone. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Been very busy working myself to death, and spending my "spare" time feeling sorry for myself while playing a lot of Bookworm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />. However, just wanted to pop in briefly and say that tonight we had the biological father of Neaksis' adoptees over for dinner (he knew what was coming--it's not like we sprung an ambush on him!) and the kids wrote letters which they read to him (i.e., they sobbed their way through each sentence on the page), telling him how his leaving their mom had affected them and then things that had happened because of it; how they felt rejected, abandoned, and unloved and just KNEW there was something wrong with them for their daddy to leave them behind that way. He sat there, took it, and wept with them. He told them he was sorry and never dreamed things would have turned out this way when he left their mom to go to Sacramento to try and build a new life for himself so he could bring them to live with him and keep them safe. Within 2 weeks he was using meth again, and shortly after he was under arrest, but at least he explained to them that he was planning to make things better for them when he left, not just to leave them behind...only it didn't work out the way he planned. Val got to tell him that if he'd been there Joey wouldn't have molested her by putting his hands in her pants and rubbing, or making her touch his private parts with her hands and mouth. She's a very stoic little girl, and can appear hard and cold in a situation where a normal child would show emotion, but she just wept violently and had to stop because her stomach and head both ached, talking about it. Her dad held her and cried with her and told her he was so sorry. Right now, everyone is purged. The children validated. They were able to forgive someone who wronged them greatly. They heard his life story, and how he started getting onto the path that led him to spend most of his adult life in prison, by doing the things they are doing now...but he never wants to see them in handcuffs, or behind bars, "because I love you more than my own life." Sob. Sob. Boo-hoo. Group hug. Very moist evening. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Next on the docket is the same scenario with their mom, who will not necessarily take it as well as their dad did...but she was high on meth and had a drug-dealing, child-molesting boyfriend supplying her with her fix, so she was unable/unwilling to see what was going on under her nose. I see more potential for unpleasantness in the one that's still coming, which is why I arranged this one first.
These are such angry children. Violent, disobedient, thieving, lying, little snerps...and so much of it is directed at the parents who failed them. We decided it was finally time to let them direct their angst at the ones who caused their traumas, get it all out in the open, and open this festering sore they share, so that maybe some sunlight and warmth will help it dry out and begin to heal.
I'm very pleased with tonight. Neaksis enjoyed it too, seeing their dad suffer to hear his children's pain. She feels she's done all the adult suffering for long enough, and it was about his turn to join in and share a bit of the burden himself. All in all, a lovely evening, in a damp sort of way.
t&l
Okay now I'm really pissed. I have been trying for weeks to get only two stars (or even one!) with zero success and now you have gone and done it with no effort at all. Care to share the secret of your success?
tl
it is wonderful to hear from you. I suspected something of importance was going on.
I am glad the kids dad got a serving, now all he has to do is be involved with them in the RIGHT way if he can prove himself to Neaksis & all.
Its a very long road to bring those kids back & Neaksis and all of you are just so special to give such love, especially as they are so troubled.
Mums been pretty quiet as well lately with dealing with my brother and his kids and his wife. He's a rather unforgiving and harsh person right now. She came around the other night for a Nanna hug from Mikey and Liz & to get some rest she said. I think it was a compliment sorta <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I do so hope those kids have some relief after this TL. they did not deserve to end up like they have. Its too bad a whoopin of dad & mum doesn't work. I am sure it must be so tempting at times to do so.
Now Aussie promised to help me put up the roller door or the window frames this weekend so while the iron is hot I'd better strike ... before he finds out cricket is on telly
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Aha! Then PIO is the culprit who stole our star!
I am leaving out tonight, still brushing my teeth very thoroughly, but better rested than I was.
CC happy vacation, SS beautiful vacation, B nice to hear from you, Cinders poor you what were they thinking?, AW happy Remembrance/Veteran's Day you are so brave, Mom so that's what happened but I fell asleep too early to ask, and I'd better get ready for church.
Neaksis says none of the children has beat up on anybody else this morning so far (a rare lapse of peace on their parts!), "but it's still early." Honestly! That girl's cup is always half empty! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I wish Neak's kids had the same option for release of their negative emotions, but since their molesters were Val and her brothers, there's no culpable adult to dump this on, in the same way that we were able to do last night. Maybe someday, though, Biodad can apologize to Neak and her family for the way his parental failure to his own kids has affected them. Neak would have to decide if she thought it would help. I can't see any benefit for the kids to all get together and hash things out, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The guy who was to give me an estimate on a heat pump Tuesday evening left when I was 15 minutes late.
The guy who was to give me an estimate yesterday at 4 p.m. never showed up. I sent company an email at 5:30.
I called this morning. They apologized for the no-show and asked when I would like to reschedule. I told them I can not make another appt requiring that I leave work before the end of the month. I offered them one time......this coming Thursday at 4:30. Gently said I thought it unfair that the estimator thought a 15 minute wait was long enough for him while I was usually given a 2-4 hour window during which service people or estimators could be expected. Gently told them I was planning to replace the unit and that this was my 3rd attempt to get an estimate from them. (They won't miss my business but I thought I would get my plug in.)
I am supposed to go to a ladies' luncheon at church right now. Not feeling like it - emotionally.
We'll whoop 'em for you. They'd just better fix your heater thingy, or else.
The two girls sang the cutest little song for special music today. They did excellently, once I positioned them firmly to each side of the mic, and strictly forbade them to continue to jostle for the center area.
A vignette:
Picture Val, who is an incorrigible (so far) snoop and klepto, singing (belting) along to the Curious George theme song, "...I find the things that just can't be found..."
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cenicienta,
You remind me of the Seinfeld where the cable guy chases Kramer all over the city to get him to pay for his pirated cable. He catches him and Kramer complains about having to wait hours on end for the guy to show up. The cable guy feels remorse and swears never again to give appointments like "sometime between 9:00 and 12:00".
Are you getting the type of heat pump where the lines are buried deep in the ground? Having studied thermodynamics, those are my favorites. I used to have "air" heat pumps and was not impressed.
Hi Neak and all..tl we really did miss you!
Is it brave when you don't have a choice ?? .. not sure
But many thanks Neak, encourage ment is always welcomed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We had a quiet Remembrance Day being that Aussie drank the pub dry the night before with his mates <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The pub even set aside an entire room for them, but somehow they ended up getting the entire place into singing rude Army songs and even got the bar staff drunk. Meanwhile I waited for 3 hours to pick him up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I hear the irish pub is closed for renovations <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The Remembrance Day ceremony was short and simple, hardly any tears until I saw Andrews kids place some flowers for their dad. Got a few wet eyes then I do admit.
During the service the minister told us that he had been told of a particular incident recently after a pretty nasty bloodbath, a Sergeant Fraser spent three days bringing in the wounded.
Exhausted, a voice rose through the fog from that no man’s land, “Don’t forget me, mate.”
He didn’t. We won’t. We never will.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.
Revelation 21:4
Thanks be to God for those brave members of the armed forces who strive to bring peace to the world.
One of the most memorable and moving buildings I was ever in was the World War II memorial in Sydney. I will never forget it. Never.
Okay t&l promised me the answer but has let me down. So I need your help. Everyone please go and rate the TKO thread with zero stars. That should drive me down. Thanks.
Pio - I would love to go with a geothermal system however that is not within my budgetary constraints. I have an all electric house. Only in the last 15 years have they run natural gas lines in my neighborhood. Given the volatility of gas prices and the cost of having a line run to my house, I do not find a gas heat/electric air system fiscally possible. I am going with an all electric side-by-side 2.5 ton/13 or 14 seer heatpump. It is the most economical choice given my budget. It will be more efficient than my 20 year old system which is a 2.5 ton/6 or 8 seer system.
The SEER index has to do with energy efficiency.
The electric heat pump is ok - unless it gets really cold....in which case your emergency heat comes on and it costs more to operate the system. There is an dual fuel heat pump in which you have a gas-assisted heating system - gas heat kicks on if the temperature drops below a previously determined temperature or you decide to turn it on. Again, that would cost me an extra 3 thousand or so for the connection to the gas line and the installation of the required pipes and stuff.
So, the electric will have to do.
Okay t&l promised me the answer but has let me down.
t&l was busy laboring with the laborers, thank you. I've done 75% of tonight's deliveries all by myself, so was justifiably (as far as
I'm concerned) delayed from this burning issue Pio has with his stars. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Everyone please go and rate the TKO thread with zero stars. That should drive me down. Thanks.
Why on earth do you want to be driven down anyway? You're the
happening thread on MB right now, so enjoy yourself in the moment--before you, too, turn into one of yethterday'th duckieth! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
For a long time, the stars were a complete mystery to me. I didn't know that posters could rate them--just noticed that Idiotville had 5 stars and most people didn't have any. I think Neak is the one who told me the threads could be rated, so one day...long, long ago...I gave myself a single star so that it would be easy to find my thread when I wanted to read what had happened while I was sleeping.
Neak and her husband decided this was funny, and they rated it, too, and all of a sudden my star got goosed, metaphorically speaking. Then Idiotville got some prankster, or disgruntled so-and-so, who downgraded them, and suddenly they were a 3-star thread instead of 5. Robby was NOT flattered. This thread bumped along at 3 threads for months--maybe even a year--before it dropped to 2 stars just a few weeks ago. Never could figure out who felt strongly enough about it to rate it down, but it was 2 for awhile and then just in the last few days, it's been bumped back up to 3. It's a mystery to me why all this activity is occurring, but based on my experience, you've got no control at all about how many stars you have. If you want to hit up your friends to give you a bunch of ones (I did one yesterday, just for you, but as only one of 32 ratings, it didn't do any good and you stayed 3--so sorry <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />), it will eventually at least get it to be a 2...but that's a lot of work to go to to adjust the number of your stars. Why don't you just continue on as you already are--to scintillate, shimmer, gleam, twinkle, sparkle, and shine?
Beats being a black hole!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Good grief T&L, I missed you. Why did you think I kept asking about you?
Hi Everyone. MY daughter, her H, and my GD just came to visit. I'll be back................ sometime.
Anyway, If you like the photos, I can do a few more. AD said I could post some of him too.
Cinders, I just had a new unit put in here. Seer 13. Oh well, it's only money.
Ahhh, GD is pulling on my leg. See ya.
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Hey, if life gets too laborious, we can just go see TNL and she will nurse us through it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
based on my experience, you've got no control at all about how many stars you have.
So what you are saying is that I can't control the stars of others. I can only control my own stars. That sounds familiar for some reason I can't quite put my finger on...
I started a campaign to get TKO to 3 stars t&l and now here you are thwarting me!!
so bk is being thwarted,
tl is thwarting..
and after reading that I snorted diet coke all over the key board!! its sticky now
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
A star anyone? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Diet coke isn't sticky. It's the sugar that makes it sticky. Caught in a lie.
Pio you are bad!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
As I have diabetes I can't drink those sugar things....but it was diet coke - I am keeping to my diet!! except for the walking I admit - and it is sticky ...though I'm not sure it was the diet coke that made it sticky. But its sticky to touch .. and the right shift key won't work properly.
Stop naggin; thats my mums job hehehehe
Good grief T&L, I missed you. Why did you think I kept asking about you?
Why do people pick at a scab? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
P.S. More pictures!!!!!!!!!!! I have satellite internet now and can download photos without giving up a year of my life to get them.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Hey, if life gets too laborious, we can just go see TNL and she will nurse us through it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Har-de-har. I'm more likely to jump into your tsunami of overwhelmedness, and sink with you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Now if, on the other hand, you want to have a baby before we both drown,
that I can help you with.
I should tell you the story of my one-hand, barehanded delivery this past week for the naked, screaming lady and her clothed, screaming husband. Thank God for hospital supplied scrubs!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So what you are saying is that I can't control the stars of others. I can only control my own stars.
I don't think that's quite what I was trying to say. As far as I can tell, you have no control whatsoever over your own stars, and can only
influence the stars of others. You need to quit exfoliating your FEET and start exfoliating your ears, my dear sir. Or, since you misinterpreted
print, perhaps you should exfoliate your eyes. Your feet are smooth enough. Go where the problem is! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
I started a campaign to get TKO to 3 stars t&l and now here you are thwarting me!!
BigK, how am
I thwarting you? Pio's the one who's agitating for someone to put his lights out. I think they had a song about that...The Pio, He Came a'Thwartin'. I'm sure I learned it as a child. There was even a picture of Pio on the record, so I was kinda surprised to see his more recent photos on his own thread. He doesn't look nearly so froggy now as he did 40 years ago. Odd, that.........
t&l
As I have diabetes I can't drink those sugar things....
I still think she was fudging about this, Pio, although I'm sure it was a diabetic fudge! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> If telling AWMum doesn't work, there's always BigSisDoc...waiting in the wings. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I really dont think we need to bother mum or my sis do you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
No didn't think so.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
ok ok it wasn't the coke though .. TL I KNEW that your mums nose would find that fudging ... I thought I might just get away with it though .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I mean I need my awards don't I?
I think I have done so well, down 2 sizes & walking every day for 40 mins. And I miss real sugar ... chemicals just don't taste the same I don't care what they say
AW - down two sizes?
Good for you !
Maybe I should walk too.
How does Aussie stay in shape?
Never mind. Maybe I shouldn't have asked that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
I think we had better have you out for another visit. We need to talk.
Picking at a scab indeed. You are probably too old for what you need the most. (a good spanking can take care of a lot of things.)
No big changes?
Hows your health? Tell the truth. You know I wouldn't ask if I didn't care.
Neak too. You better be back in the best of health if you are driving a truck and loosing sleep.
Hi Neaksis!
Believer, it's about time for a full report. If you can type about other things, you can type about yourself. Come on, it
won't hurt much.
To answer your question - I live in the corner where Arizona, Nevada, and Utah meet.
CC,
Any changes?
You sound like you are in a routine and don't think much about the past. The key words being "sound like." How is it really?
Cinders,
You work too hard. Take a vacation.
World cruise
Short ocean voyage
Two week tour of Italy
Hike the glens of Scotland
See the national parks of Canada
Or you can come by here and the W and I will buy you lunch. You might even get to see part of the Grand Canyon.
Tell me again how old your DD is?
(My twins DD'sare 13)
I often think things I don't write. I wonder how everyone is. Our public faces are sometimes different that our private ones. I suppose that is necessary, even in marriage sometimes. If we said what we thought at every moment, some bad things would come out. It's good we have time to temper our thoughts, and change our minds about some things.
I am quick to anger, but most people don't know it. My W does, but I wish she didn't. She says I'm improving.
Hasta la Vista
SS
Wait a minute - I can't control my own stars! It's my stars that control me! Now where is my horoscope?
Heavens, I got confused....I didn't realize that it was TNL offering to help me have a baby....I thought I had been propositioned. I was really confused.
I guess I need to find that book "Devotionals for Women Who Do Too Much".
Just emailed the minister and told him I was leaving town the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and wouldn't be back until Monday after. Let then figure out how to do this stuff.
SS - my daughter will be 16 Friday. She gets her braces off Wednesday. My son is 13 and doesn't have much good to say about girls at this point. A chance to get away sounds wonderful. I could have had a nice vacation this year if it hadn't been for the finances of it all.
I do hope that The Diplomat knows that, when I arrive in The Far Kingdom, I will want to be waited on and catered to.
Give me a 'B'
Give me a 'U'
Give me a 'M'
Give me a 'P"
well after all this time I think I should poke my nose into tl's home and ask for a update as well... big please of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
YOU ARE WAY TOO QUIET!!
tl spill it... how are you really going? are things going ok on your end? the new sewer system? the kids? whats a doing?
Here, besides making a fool of myself in front of Aussies office <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> , and dieting madly with only a few little give in's to temptations like hand made toffee with Macadamia nuts and a piece of Lindt Chocy ..I've been good on that score, its all domestic work or work ... I wanna be a SAHM!!!! only I'll have to stop spending & renovating EEK!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Aussie has been .... um ,,, difficult ... and has trouble being in crowds - a crowd being more than 4 to 6 people.
Its still so hard to work out what he wants from me. And forget about talking about it, he either can't or won't talk about any of this stuff.
There seems little joy in life for him these days.
Only natural I suppose. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Neak I sometimes sense you are being swamped with circumstance lately. Are you well and are you doing ok? Getting rest? Are the darlings all behaving? Aj doing ok?
I sometimes wonder how you do it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Everyone else who I just must catch up with.... how is it all going? REALLY?????? yes you too SS...
well after all this time I think I should poke my nose into tl's home and ask for a update as well... big please of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
YOU ARE WAY TOO QUIET!!
YES!!
See, I'm mot the only one. Well said AW, well said.
tl spill it... how are you really going? are things going ok on your end? the new sewer system? the kids? whats a doing?
Also,
How are the boys?
What's HP up to these days?
Is it true you still spank Neak sometimes when she really needs it?
Is work getting any better, or worse?
Are you still working WAY TOO MANY HOURS A WEEK?
And more - I just can't type it all now.
Here, besides making a fool of myself in front of Aussies office <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> , and dieting madly with only a few little give in's to temptations like hand made toffee with Macadamia nuts and a piece of Lindt Chocy ..I've been good on that score, its all domestic work or work ... I wanna be a SAHM!!!! only I'll have to stop spending & renovating EEK!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I do agree on one thing........ Lindt is really, really, really good. I my self hardly ever have any. I only partake on week days, and week ends...... thus limiting myself so as not to eat too much.
Aussie has been .... um ,,, difficult ... and has trouble being in crowds - a crowd being more than 4 to 6 people.
Its still so hard to work out what he wants from me. And forget about talking about it, he either can't or won't talk about any of this stuff.
There seems little joy in life for him these days.
Only natural I suppose. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Please tell Aussie to come and read my comments in the next post I do. He knows better.
Neak I sometimes sense you are being swamped with circumstance lately. Are you well and are you doing ok? Getting rest? Are the darlings all behaving? Aj doing ok?
I sometimes wonder how you do it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Me too - I wonder too.
To be honest, I don't know if she has time now. I suspect she barely gets the most important things done, if she does at all.
Sometimes finances make it so hard to live the kind of life we want to live. There is still good though, if we look for it.
Everyone else who I just must catch up with.... how is it all going? REALLY?????? yes you too SS...
Life is good at our house. We have most of the same troubles as everyone else, but life is still good.
I have accepted a position in our church that is much more demanding than any I have worked in before. My W is helpful and understanding, and she still comes first. I have more worries, but am able to help more people that need help too. It is rewarding.
Our children are happy, healthy, and they come to visit often, bringing the grand children. (Up to 6 GC now, and climbing.) We do things at least monthly as a family. The married kids rotate around who will be in charge of it. We have a huge breakfast planned for dinner time on Christmas day. Come by if you are hungry.
Work is still work, but we are still in business, and it is better than most of the jobs I have tried. We get to go camping a lot, and that is always fun, and interesting as you can see from the photos.
My W and I are in love, and we kind of like that. We are thinking of taking a cruise next summer for our 30th Anniv. No money, but we're still thinking about it.
The inside passage to Alaska from Seattle.
I know that God lives, and that he is in charge. He does grant us freedom, and that means bad things can happen, but knowing he is there brings comfort, and hope. It makes all the difference in the world.
SS
Hi Aussie !
It's been a while since I saw you here.
Your W didn't say a whole lot in words, but there is much meaning in them. I know you have your own things to cope with, but don't forget that she married you because she wanted to be with you, and share with you. Even the bad......... even the bad.
AW said:
Aussie has been .... um ,,, difficult ... and has trouble being in crowds - a crowd being more than 4 to 6 people.
Its still so hard to work out what he wants from me. And forget about talking about it, he either can't or won't talk about any of this stuff.
There seems little joy in life for him these days.
Only natural I suppose.
You, more than most men know what she is trying to say. There is a part of you that she can't see, and she wants to help.
You don't have to tell her details, but you need to share your feelings. Don't think you can protect her, that's not what she wants.
You can tell her it's hard to put into words, and you can tell her it hurts, but tell her you must.
Which is more of a man -
The one who shares, or the one who keeps it inside?
The one who makes his W feel close, or the one who keeps her away?
Please forgive me in one way. I know I can't understand all you have been through. I don't mean to say it's not difficult, or that you don't need time to work through it.
Just remember to take your W with you on the journey. She wants to go with you, she doesn't want you to travel alone. Nor does she want to wait alone until you return.
Hold her hand, and take her with you.
SS
I don't know how to say what I'm thinking, without worrying that it will come out wrong, or make things worse. I do know some good jokes, though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I can even deprecate someone else, for a change! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Cenicienta,
I once had a house in Bartlesville, Oklahoma - the buckle of the Bible Belt. Gas was cheap. It turns out that the previous owner of the house (who had long since moved and I never met) was the marketing manager for the regional electric company. So even though gas was far more economical, I had an all electric house including the electric heat pump. Good thing I had a fire place. I've never had a thermal system but I sure lust after them. Just the thought of thermodynamics at its finest makes me...okay...calm down....okay I'm better now.
If you had a really big yard, you could lay the lines just a few feet under the ground and it was fairly inexpensive to install. But the real way of drilling straight down - just can't beat it.
Oddly enough the buried line theory worked for me in Mexico. In a house I rented there, I had a huge beach and it was maybe 150 feet to the ocean except in storms when it was closer to 20 feet to the ocean. The owner had installed a pool in the back of the house and it was in the shade for almost all the day. It was also very deep. The long and short of it was that the pool was so cold that nobody would ever get in it. Well I had a large water pump that I used to sump out the pool room whenever the pool guy got the valves wrong and flooded it. I also had a 300 feet roll of 1 inch black plastic tubing. I also had way too much free time. I noticed that even though the pool was in the shade, the beach was not. And walking on the beach in the daytime with no shoes burned my feet. So I got the idea to bury that roll of tubing and attach it to the pump in the bottom of the pool. The sun heated the wated in the tubing buried in the sand and returned it back to the pool. I ended up with a 40' x 12' x 7' deep jacuzzi (with no bubbles). If I had been there longer, I would have had bubbles. I did have a compressor - and still too much free time.
Pio
another home improver!! I see we need to talk idea's!! I'm thinking of using R3 rated foam sheeting for the internal wall cladding as I can glue it straight onto the back of the external steel sheeting without using a frame.
decisions decisions!!
But Pio, how are YOU going though?
tl, just say it if it helps. And you can poke fun at me any time as well, I mean between the skylight incident and the intercom fiasco its not like I have any dignity left at all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS, its very simple. He doesn't trust me,
I dont think he trusts much nor anyone else for that matter who has not been where he has. I talk with some other wives and we are much in the same boat, however of course my A of a few years ago doesn't help matters.
They at least talk to each other and make what seems to me very dark and brutal jokes which they think are very funny. But maybe it works for them. I feel I may just have to accept parts of him will never be shared with me.
It feels like failure I guess. ....... mea maxima culpa
PIO - Between two children and a job and fencing (as in wielding a sword) and the chiropractor on Monday evening; hooping class (think hula hoop) on Tuesday evening; church on Wednesday evening, pick up child/ren after tutoring on Thursday evening; training for half marathon (walking it in April), chauffering daughter to work and modeling on Saturdays; church Sunday mornings; work 8 a.m.- 4:30 p.m., M-F; sleep; fixing meals; doing that big PowerPoint presentation on weekenends; and, otherwise trying to balance life as a single parent, when do you think I should lay those thermodynamic system's lines?
I'm really thinking the contractor's installation of a heatpump may be enough. I think I can manage to write a check or two or 25, but I don't think I can take on anything more.
Cinders
look at all those hours wasted in sleep!!! lol only joking dear.
But you do need a bit of YOU time and use that to do what you like too. Even if its digging a ditch or whatever. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
though a sauna, spa and a foot rub is right up there <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Neak says she's in, but her internet is out. Broadcasting to be resumed at some unspecified moment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
AW, I'm 5'1" tall, walking in 10'1" of water. Soggy going, that...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Cinders,
I have just two words for you - Jolt Cola.
I think for a thermal heat pump system the lines have to be pretty long so I don't think I could support the length for where I think you propose to put them. Sorry. The air exchange system efficiency just depends on how cold it gets where you are. Nothing like gas though. I still remember our gas central heat when I was a kid. We had floor ducts. Nothing like floor ducts. Ideally you could install a ducting system so that the same or proportional volume of air goes to every room based on its size. The air flow depends on the friction loss which depends on the size (and shape) of the duct, the length of the duct and number of bends and direction changes. Calculating the perfect configuration is possible. The installers just say "hey, that looks pretty good". The result is that there is always one vent that outputs far more air than any of the others. I found ours.
I would come home from school all cold in winter and I would go turn up the heat and grab a sheet from the closet. Then I went and parked over that vent. I could hear the burner light up and then hear the creaking of metal popping as it expanded. I was still cold but I was eager with the anticipation. In a minute or so, the blower would come on and as I braced for that sudden blast of cold air eagerly waiting the warm swell that would come after. So I tucked the sheet all around me and over the vent. The sheet filled like a balloon and I just crouched there as the heat surrounded me. Best times of my life.
Now, if you don't like my ideas about heat pumps, you really don't want to know what I have to say about PowerPoint - so I'll keep quiet about that.
Regarding your schedule, my boss at Schlumberger always used to tell me "there are 24 hours in a day". Of course I quit Schlumberger.
Say a big hello to Neak for me TL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
as for the underwater exploring ... if you need to vent or talk or whatever just email away tl.
but doesn't it sometimes get that way?
treading water is sometimes the only way to stay in there.
Cinders & Pio I can't even image cold as you guys talk about heating. I was brought up a beach girl and have to say I like the heat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sorry late post..I just have to say
STUNNING PHOTOS...
I could just picture my horses there and riding in that beautiful part of the world
T&L said:
I don't know how to say what I'm feeling, without worrying about it coming out wrong, or making things worse. I know some good jokes, though! I can even deprecate somebody else, for a change...
The nice thing about feelings...... well, they are how we feel.
You are afraid if others know your feelings we will think less of someone you have strong feelings about?
Or that we will think less of you?
You don't have to say anything, but......
Well........... it's not like we are married to you, and you have to share with us like a spouse ought to share with a spouse.
We do care how you feel though. Or if you are feeling up, or down.
Just so you know.
SS
AW,
I hear you about the "doesn't trust me" thing.
I believe it may be more of a "doesn't trust himself to talk about it."
I wish he would come and read, and talk. He did once, and it helped him cope. I think it's time he learned to share with you. If he wants to keep you (emotionally) he needs to do that. That's not exactly how I wanted to say that, but I can't make it sound better. I think he'll know what I mean if he reads this.
SS
Thanks IMF, you are very kind. I have seen wild horses in the trees where the setting sun photos were taken. A band of about 15 to 20 mustangs. There are some places where the west (Western United States) is still wild.
My favorite was the fall colors. Aspen? Poplar? I'm not a whiz at trees.
Just dashing through since the net is back on, finally, Don't know what I did, but finally restarted enough appliances and didn't even have to call the internet co for tech support.
Neaksis took what will hopefully be my next book picture today at the Amador Museum. After the nice old lady came out and said sweetly, "You're coming into the museum, AREN'T YOU??????" what else could we do?
Well worth every moment.
Back in the 50's they shut down the last bordello in Amador County. A bunch of local businessment and politicians formed a committee in protest, with the task of making the case why they still needed to have a bordello. They were the Environmental Research something blah blah blah. Really really long name.
Finally they asked if they could at least put up a plaque honoring those who had worked at the house of ill repute, and the townspeople said yes.
To nationwide press, and even some international TV crews, the plaque was unveiled to honor the fallen women. At the bottom were the initials of the Environmental Research committee:
E.R.E.C.T.I.O.N.S.
After massive public outcry and vandalism, the plaque was removed. It is now in the museum, along with scads of other things that are equally interesting, though not nearly as scandalous.
I would stay and chat longer, but I need to get my paycheck itemization finished so I can get paid tomorrow. (Nice guys, but their idea of payroll is, 'well, I know you made this many runs, so you at least ought to get this amount and we'll figure the rest out later'. Does not work for me, so I prepare a detailed itemization for AJ, and also for me when I need to.)
It's nice to be back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Tattling on Neaksis' embarrassing moment:
She had taken Foster Baby to the school to pick up the kids, and when he got fussy, handed him off to the Princess, who usually does pretty well.
This time she handed him off after a while to Val.
A few minutes later, bloodcurdling baby screams filled the school. Sadly, one of the teachers got there before Neaksis.
And found that Val had needed to go to the bathroom, and instead of bringing poor little Foster Baby to give to someone, had just SET HIM ON THE FLOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I tried to comfort Neaksis by pointing out that at least it was not the floor of the boys' bathroom.
The adventure never ends.
You know, she could have left him in the hall.
Neak
great to hear from you.
... funny how employers are sometimes like that ... fix it up later .indeed! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I’ve had to take Personal Leave for the last 3 days due to Aussie being injured in training. They are training really hard right now and he’s been pushing his men to the max from what I’ve seen. Anyway he got a flash burn injury to his eyes and has been in a darkened room for the 3 days and taking antibiotics and pain killers.
My man, fit, in a dark room, DD at Uni, mum at work, Mikey at play group with Aunty Jane for this week ..sob I don't think he mised me one bit sob sniffle ,,, could I pass that up? nope ...lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Tell Neaksis to look on the " BRIGHT" side Val took the baby with her and didn't hand the responsibility to another did she? lol of course you may also let her know I'm buying paper bags in bulk now so she can have some no problem!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Or out on the field, or in the parking lot, or on the mini pool table.
When you come right down to it, the bathroom floor doesn't seem too bad.
(Unless you ask her social worker.)
I am not dodging questions of how I am; I just haven't had time to answer them, which is an answer in itself.
That is some good and some bad. It has been good to have a stretch of some weeks now where I have been too busy to even think of dwelling on the past, and that has been good, but the merry-go-round has been going long enough for now. I am ready to step down for a while, even if it means an increase in said dwelling.
I am not altogether happy or unhappy, but when any of that can be addressed I don't know. I am some of each, it is not that I am mediocre or anything. Or is that lukewarm?
I'd probably expound further, but it is time to collapse into bed so I can get up early again tomorrow.
Hugs to all,
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t&l
I start training tomorrow.....I am going to walk a half marathon in April. First team training session is tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. on the other side of town.
HOORAY!!! Our projector at church is not going to be in place this Sunday. There is no way to project a PowerPoint presentation. I don't have to prepare one. This is good.
Cinders
I wish I was fit enough right now to walk half a marathon!! but I know.. just keep doing what needs to be done.. 2 sizes to go ...SIGH <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
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The PPP projector gone huh? Well as long as you eventually give it back its ok .. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Just as soon as someone takes over from you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
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MOTHER!!! That last bit was my mum not me!!! I believe you Cinders ..yep being used elsewhere ...
Mothers! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just because she has no G/kids with her this weekend shes 'messin' with my stuff <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Already rearranged MY kitchen <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> "Thankyou"just doesn't express my feelings about that adequately <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So, I am in no shape to walk a half marathon. The idea is still stupefying...however, if I train for 5 months or so, I should be able to do it. We had a training meeting today. I walked 4 miles. When I was 2 miles out from the start point, I realized I should have chosen to turn back between the one mile point and the 2 mile point. I doubt I will be able to move tomorrow.
Tomorrow, I have hoop practice with my fellow classmates. However, I have no hoop so I wonder about the logic of going.
I am already/still sore from Tuesday night's class.
thats not so bad you know .. no hoop I mean ,,,, you can just pretend and if something a bit hard you just do it your way!!!
Bike riding and gym and a physio for my back is the next thing for me.
Its not as if I like using Aussies gym mind you, its just that I can't afford to go to a girl only gym ..... I spent all the money on the extension <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
THe blokes all laugh at you when you use a 10 or 20 kg weight ... and the arobic class ... well lets say this year we, the wives etc, are INSISTING we use the hall upstairs!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> men!
I am getting really tired of my internet going down. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
It is back on now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But I have to get the kids to go to bed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Stupid internet has been off for most of the last 3 days.
I am going on a teeny weeny trucking run, and will be back tomorrow at a decent hour. I am just going to swap trailers with AJ, deliver his load for him first thing in the morning, and then come back home.
He just picked up a bunch of Christmas trees, so I will be almost like Mother Christmas or sumthin.
I have also picked up the enlargements of my photos, and wish the scanner worked.
The Dervish still has no hair.
The Princess is going to WA with her daddy.
Mr. Computer is skipping school tomorrow to come with me.
What's up with everyone else?
My telephone service is up and down....my internet, provided by same company, stays up. Wonder what is wrong w/ that picture.
well I hope the Xmas tree job doesn't take you too long? We got a new fibre optic thingy one this year ... Mikey sits in front of it and watches the lights shimmer all over for ages... actually so does Aussie ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> lol
anyway, I am still so so flakey right now. going shopping and coming home with nothing, madly looking for my sunny's and I have them on and so on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
as for exercise my feet and back are killing me ... I think its age <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
had a great time at Lizzy's Variety bash called "For the Boys" and she sang so well and I managed to get a CD from the sound manager, but its a bit unpolished of course just a first take apparently with some live recordings and some of the guest artists as well .... But I am so proud of her I could burst <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Cinders isn't that typical of a service provider? Thanks for the money .... you want what? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I am going on a teeny weeny trucking run, and will be back tomorrow at a decent hour.
Oh goody, Neak gets back before midnight.
Then all she'll need is sleep.
What's up with everyone else?
Son, DIL, and grandson came to visit last night. 3 months old, and fun to hold.
Getting ready for #2 son & family to come for the weekend. Replaced mattress on the bed so the spring won't poke them in the back this time.
AW, I'm surprised to see you typing. I thought you would be busy. How is Aussie these days. Still have vision problems?
Or is the darkness just a precaution?
HI T&L, I know you read, even if you don't write much.
My phone works, the computer is fixed, and my internet works. Now If I could just loose 40 lbs.
SS
leave in 15 hrs for a few days - will try to check in sometime.
Oh goody, Neak gets back before midnight.
yes ...... but on which day? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is so fine its disgusting <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> as for blindness .. well not physically. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cinders travel safe & well hon.
TL a [[[[[[
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S I G H <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> now mum wants to virtually spoon feed me something for dinner ... told her I ate tidbits at the conference tonight but will she listen ... NO
the champers was nice though... the red was nice but not for me .... I even tasted a beer and yes it still tastes UCK ..the orange juice was fresh though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Enjoy the far kingdom Cinders. I hope the big D takes care of you.
Well AW,
At least you have him there with you. That's worth something.
Hi Neaksis !
SS
Which night ???? is right. I got back today shortly after nine pm.
Since I was going to be only gone overnight, and driving all night to boot, I did not pack ANYTHING. No change of clothes, no toothbrush, no nothing. Which is why, after I had dozed off in this chair (waiting to see if the internet would come back on for a few minutes), I went and finally showered, even though I was very tired.
Val went with me, and enjoyed being the pet of the Christmas tree lot.
For a long, yucky trip without proper provisions, it was actually quite a bit of fun.
Except for the Treeland part.
They gave AJ the wrong directions, telling him (which ended up being me) to go left under the freeway, instead of right.
I will spare you the full range of my travails. Suffice it to say that it was a less than auspicious start to my lengthy wanderings to turn down a driveway conspicuously marked Treeland, in the same place the directions said the Christmas lot would be, and find out that I was going the wrong direction.
It did say wholesale trees on the sign, but since that was the only tree place on that stretch, I figured they must be moonlighting with Christmas trees. Wrong. After I entered the driveway, crossed the one-lane bridge, and started around the curve, and all I could see were rows upon rows of giant palm trees in huge pots, I began to get a bad feeling. A walk to the road to compare addresses confirmed said bad feeling.
Let's just say it was far easier to drive in than to back out, alone, in the dark. Getting around the corner, and onto the bridge was the trickiest part. Well, except maybe for backing out onto the busy road. Oh well, once it became obvious I was not going to stop, traffic stopped and waited for me. (Like they had a choice.)
That was only the beginning of sorrows, though by far the worst.
At last, I found the lot, delivered my trees, and all the boys and girls had merry Christmases and lived happily ever after.
The End
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as long as you dont question the male road directions <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
the challenges of making a living!
Just keep saying it was fun it was fun <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
And just think ..... YOU neak... was Santa's little helper getting those trees to all those kiddies !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SS yes its so good to have him home for Christmas for once !!!
Aussie going away so often we go a step forward and 3 back, but we are here so its better than apart.
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You mean the Christmas trees don't magically appear in the lots? Someone has to actually deliver them??
I know, it was a shock to me, too.
AW, how I wish there had been someone to ask for directions. But it didn't seem like a good idea at the time to flag down any of the people who were honking at me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
GP is not feeling well, and I think it's time for him to go get his esophagus stretched again.
The Dervish has been working overtime getting into trouble, what with spitwads, spitting, spitting popcorn seeds, throwing rocks and sand, dipping his fingers into melted wax and dripping it all over the bathtub, spitting popcorn seeds, spitting, being mean to the dog, hitting, trying to kick his cousin, spitting, burning popcorn, spitting popcorn seeds......I'm beginning to detect a theme here.
The kicking part was very funny, though.
Neaksis: You are also in trouble for trying to hit Val.
Dervish: I not trying to hit Val; I trying to kick her.
Neaksis: Oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
yes Neak some drivers get a bit anxious don't they? We had to introduce road rage laws here for that reason.
Lot less common now.
besides they may have sent you even further out of your way!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Don't you love the way kids in the family just get along so well?
I remember the time a certain young lady ran after her brother with a cricket bat because he was reading her diary ... ALOUD ... she apparently has a memory loss over that incident ... trauma no doubt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of course I always got along well with my sisters <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I mean, they had great clothes after all ... as long as they didn't know I had used them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I remember my sister giving me two bloody noses....one a day on consecutive days.
I remember the time we were throwing this frisbee-like toy she got for participating in something like the President's Physical Fitness program. Anyway, she didn't catch the thing. It hit her in the mouth and broke her front tooth. I promise it was an accident.
Oh, and I remember that she used to scratch gouged out places on my face.
She hasn't spoken to me in over a year. I haven't seen her in almost a year and a half. She lives less than 30 miles from me. Too bad she has made that choice.
Sounds like you're the lucky one, Cinders.
AW, he is fortunate to have escaped with his life and all his body parts. Diary-sneaking is in the top 5 list of world's most dangerous occupations.
Lucky that she left scars on my face?
Lucky that we were rough housing and she accidentally gave me two bloody noses?
Lucky that I didn't get the broken tooth?
Lucky that the manipulative, vindictive, overly driven woman hasn't spoken to me in over a year?
Actually, the nose and tooth were childhood accidents. The scars are pretty much gone and were normal sibling stuff. I don't thinks she gouged me out of meanness. But, I could be wrong.
I do miss having a sister. Perhaps, I will one day have one again.
Meanwhile, I go to bed each night knowing that I love her and look forward to the day when we can be real sisters again. I know I am not angry with her. I know she has her own issues and doesn't want to see them.
Yeah, I am the lucky one.
I am having neck and arm problems. I have 'two bad discs and am developing some bone spurs' in my neck. My left arm goes tingly sometimes. My neck and shoulder muscles stay tight as can be. I am trying to get an MRI scheduled before the end of the year. I do not want to end up having surgery but I do not like hurting. Please hold this up in prayer.
It won't be a quick fix.
Surgery doesn't sound like fun. The aftermath of it doesn't sound like fun.
And it isn't fun now.
And trying to rehab it won't be fun.
I don't know who to listen to in terms of care for it.
And the correct answer is D: Lucky that the manipulative, vindictive, overly driven woman hasn't spoken to me in over a year
It is wonderful that you are loving enough not to hold a grudge, and to be willing to be friends and sisters again if she is ever ready. But for now, you are lucky she is not in your life.
{{{{{Cinders}}}}}
Cinders
Neak is right.
Look after your kids and yourself and let her find her way back.
She has to do this bit.
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Thanks. We are really doing ok with it. We do pray for them often. Funny thing is - sometimes we call them by name and sometimes we call them 'the others'. I am sure God knows who we mean.
Thanks for your love.
Dervish jokes:
Why did the egg cross the road?
To prove that it wasn't a shicken.
Why did the shicken cross the road?
You know, to prove that it wasn't a shicken.
Why did the shicken cross the road?
To prove that it wasn't a Dervish, hee hee hee hee.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Earlier he was singing his own version of "Peace Like a River".
"I've Got Love in the Fountain"
Neak
don't you just love the inventive mind of the young? lol
I always kept telling myself it was a gift, but why oh why were mine gifted so well ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
[color:"red"]What was the chicken's favorite city? [/color]
Chickago
[color:"red"] What kind of shoes did the chicken wear? [/color]
Rebuckbuckbucks
[color:"red"] Why did the chicken cross the playground? [/color]
To get to the other slide
[color:"red"] Why did the chicken cross the road twice? [/color]
It was a double crosser
[color:"red"] Why did the chicken cross the road? [/color]
To show the possom that it could be done.
Hello ladies,
Thought you might find this interesting.
Medical Breakthrough
Apple Computer reported today that it has developed computer chips that can store and play music inside women's breasts. This is considered to be a major breakthrough because women are always complaining about men staring at their breasts and not listening to them.
So, when will they invent a chip that will help men speak intelligently?
Now kids, play nice. (Or I'll spank NCW.)
~snicker~ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
What do German chickens eat?
A Diet of Worms.
What do roosters use to fasten their shoes?
Vel-crow.
Chicken Christmas carols:
In the Beak Midwinter
Scratching in a Winter Wonderland
Jolly Old Saint Nicrowlaus
I Saw Mommy Pecking Santa Claus
SS, at least on my end things are headed in the right direction, as of the last day or so. Ir remains to keep climbing. Thank you.
Neak you have a message from my mum...
"I'm watching" scary isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
but I am pleased things have moved ahead for you on that end of things <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
We lost a SAS soldier and his pilot yesterday with another 7 injured on the very task Aussie was being considered for however another team went. My blessings are many, I won't question them for there but for the Grace of God.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
My heart & my prayers go out to the families.
well something far more lighthearted & humorous ...today I was reading with a girlfriend at work a book she brought in ..How to kill your husband (and other handy household hints)by Kathy Lette.
It is so funny I just about cracked a rib. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
So nc, would you like a beer? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The world may not have peace, but we can have peace in our hearts anyway.
Isn't it wonderful.
I'm glad Aussie is at home. I realize it is sometimes necessary for some to be in harms way. I am thankful they are willing to sacrifice to proptect the rest of us.
I think it was Neak that pointed out that the world won't have peace until the Savior comes. I know that is true, but I pray for peace anyway. Perhaps some will turn to God, and change for the better.
Cinders is quiet about her trip to the far kingdom. I'm not sure if that is good or bad.
CC,
It was good to see you back, even if only for a little while. Any changes on the job front?
Thanks to those who have lightened our days with humor. I have enjoyed the jokes. We are busy at work - being in retail as we are. It's hard to comment sometimes, but I nearly everything.
Neak,
Our daily lives - - the way we spend our time....... gives insight into how we are doing. I doubt your first choice would be to be driving truck.
The nature of the test we are participating in requires that we cope with things we would usually not choose to do on our own.
Even though trials can be turned to our good, God says "wo unto those by whom they come." In the case of child molesters, he says it would be better that they be drowned in the depts of the sea - I am sure you know the quote.
I don't worry about you in the sense that you might be lost to God. That is far more serious than the discomfort you are going through, but it is not my worry, because your heart is turned to God, and you want to do his will.
I am concerned about the circumstances of your life preventing you from reaching the goals you have as a wife, and as a mother.
I am concerned for your mother too - though I think it may make her uncomfortable. She has written (early on this thread) that her marriage is not all that it could be. I would like to see it become what it can, and what it should be. I would also like to see her health improve, her stress level drop a few notches.
I don't worry much about the Dervish. If he lives into adult hood, I think he'll do fine. (Says SS with a chuckle) No, I think he'll be fine. By the time I turned 19 and left home, I had broken both my arms, (not at the same time) and the scars are so many that I could write a book. God must love boys a lot - you can tell by the way so many of them grow up and lead nearly normal lives.
Also, I want your marriage to continue to improve, and your H to be the man God wants him to be. For many men, including myself, that is difficult. I hope he is progressing, and helping you the way you ought to be helped.
I could say more - including things about Neaksis, but since she seems to be shy, I won't put her in the spotlight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
hello SS & Neak & TL (I know you are peeking!)
It is so wonderful to have Aussie home for a Xmas for once however its 3.20am and SOMEONE came home from his work and woke his son up because he hadn't seen him for 20 whole hours! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
but guess who has TO GET HIM BACK TO SLEEP <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But after 10 mins he is asleep, Mikey is WIDE awake and I'm exhausted.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Figures. Men! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You have to train him better than that.
Get a cast iron frying pan, and hit him over the head with it when he comes in the door.
Do it again the next night, and the next....... until he starts coming in the back door and sneaking into bed quietly.
I know that probably wouldn't work, but it's fun to talk about it.
You can always tell your Mum, and let her train him. She has had more experience.
Or you can call Mrs SS, and talk to her. I'm the boss at my house, and I have her permission to say that.
SS
To take down someone trained in combat, they would probably be better off if they each had a frying pan. One could be the decoy, while the other one sneaked up behind.
final post for the night .. I mean morning? 4.35am and Mikeys asleep at last ..I'm off to bed
Only 3 hours to go before I have to get up.. what fun <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak said:
Figures. Men!
Oh, how right you are Neak. I would never do that myself, but it's only recently that I have started to "get it." Day before yeasterday, or maybe last night??
I'll improve even more too.......... soon...........
SS
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Figures. Men!
You know what that is?
That is the female equivalent of when we say "Yes, dear."
So strange - a group of beings that aren't happy unless we are "like them."
Well I, for one, am glad you are not "like me."
Geez. All the pubic hairs you would shed everywhere would give me the willies.
NCW ROTFLMAO ... well yes its that of course but a WHOLE lot more .. girl thing. lol
Nice to hear from you though.
I got up at 7.00 prepared the masters breaky and took some in to Aussie with a cuppa
He lazily looked up at me and said he thought he would sleep in for a while. So the temptation to 'accidently' drop it alkl over him was briskly defeated with a smile <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Oh you mean SLEEP IN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> well I was half asleep wasn't I.
DD by this time was happily taking her little brother off to play group ... she says for 'practice' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> .. poor dad is NOT coping well with that kind of talk he'd rather think of immaculate conceptions as far as his princess goes. That evil grin she wore going out the door after pushing daddys buttons didn't come from my side of the family <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
So, I haven't said enough about the diplomatic mission?
When I left work right before the trip, I was dreadfully behind. But I TRULY needed the break.
Found out a few hours before I got on the plane that I have 2 bad discs and am developing some bone spurs in my neck. The chiropractor's goal is to keep me from having surgery just as long as they can. So, I continue to get my adjustments. And, when necessary, I can have a trigger point injection/s.
Bought the gear to train for walking the half-marathon this spring. Came home wondering if the neck thing would prevent me from participating. After I bought 300$ in gear and paid 100$ for training program.
Will it prevent me from continuing to hoop?
On Monday, I have an MRI, psychiatrist appt (lovely to have ADD and a family history of depression), and my physical. I know they will fuss about my weight (can be a side effect of the meds for the above) and my cholesterol (lovely family history). Last few times someone took my blood pressure, it was higher than usual (could be side effect).
Did I mention, I have a bladder infection. (That won't help the labwork on Monday).
Cinders,
I hope you can get it all fixed in time.
Last time I went to my doc, he told me that the there wasn't much they could do for some things. Not till the
resurrection anyway. He was nice about it, and smiled a lot though.
No, not enough about the diplomatic mission. We want details -
Hope you get more sleep tonight AW.
I'm still waiting for Aussie to come here and explain why he isn't talking more - I still think he knows better.
SS
Since it's almost the weekend, and you started the chicken jokes -
QUESTION: Why did the chicken cross the road?
KINDERGARTEN TEACHER: To get to the other side.
PLATO: For the greater good.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads.
KARL MARX: It was a historical inevitability.
TIMOTHY LEARY: Because that's the only trip the establishment would let it take.
SADDAM HUSSEIN: This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.
RONALD REAGAN: I forget.
CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.
HIPPOCRATES: Because of an excess of phlegm in its pancreas.
ANDERSEN CONSULTING: Deregulation of the chicken's side of the road was threatening its dominant market position. The chicken was faced with significant challenges to create and develop the competencies required for the newly competitive market. Andersen Consulting, in a partnering relationship with the client, helped the chicken by rethinking its physical distribution strategy and implementation processes using the Poultry Integration Model (PIM). Andersen helped the chicken use its skills, methodologies, knowledge, capital and experiences to align the chicken's people, processes and technology in support of its overall strategy within a Program Management framework. Andersen Consulting convened a diverse cross-spectrum of road analysts and best chickens, along with Anderson consultants with deep skills in the transportation industry, to engage in a two-day itinerary of meetings in order to leverage their personal knowledge capital, both tacit and explicit, and to enable them to synergize with each other in order to achieve the implicit goals of delivering and successfully architecting and implementing an enterprise-wide value framework across the continuum of poultry cross-median processes. The meeting was the solution. Andersen Consulting helped the chicken change to become more successful.
MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.
MOSES: And God came down from the Heavens, and He said unto the chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road". And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.
FOX MULDER: You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross the road before you believe it?
RICHARD M NIXON: The chicken did not cross the road I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.
MACHIAVELLI: The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.
JERRY SEINFELD: Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn't anyone ever think to ask, "What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place, anyway?"
FREUD: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.
BILL GATES: I have just released the new Chicken Office 2007, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook.
OLIVER STONE: The question is not, "Why did the chicken cross the road?" Rather, it is, "Who was crossing the road at the same time, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?"
DARWIN: Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads.
EINSTEIN: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road moved beneath the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
BUDDHA: Asking this question denies your own chicken nature.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON: The chicken did not cross the road it transcended it.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die.In the rain.
COLONEL SANDERS: I missed one.
HILARY CLINTON: It's a Right "Wing" conspiracy.
THE WEATHER CHANNEL: El Niño is responsible for altering the regular North American migratory patterns of chickens, thus causing the chicken here in question to cross the road contrary to normal behavioral trends.
THE SIERRA CLUB: The inaction on the part of Congressional Republicans to proactively engage the issue of Global Warming and to forge a bi-partisan coalition to resolve the dangers associated with worldwide climatic changes is responsible for the chicken forsaking its natural habitat for the opposite side of the unnatural, immoral, man-made roadway. Furthermore, the Sierra Club wishes to formally petition responsible members of government to officially designate this particular stretch of road as "Endangered Chicken-crossing Habitat" and permanently restrict public access to this region.
AL GORE : I was there helping the Chicken - to make sure it got across the road safely.
GEORGE W. BUSH: I want everyone to know that [censored] Cheney and I have a much, much, better foreign policy than the chicken.
End -
SS
Too bad, so sad!
I typed a whole post about the Diplomatic Mission and it got eaten. Just use your imagination.
Cinders
we STILL want the details ... just type in word first and copy to here.. I do that a lot in larger posts because it tends to drop out every now & then... ummm like this one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SS .. what to say. At times it feels like a reverse entitlement yet I don't think its entirely so. I suspect its more that I am so sware more these days and he is less so.
He is very very focused on training and though of course not knowing what they are doing it seems to be something being practiced over & over .. and not working out well. I dont want to delve into what that indicates, one day at a time.
I just want one Christmas where all my family is together damn it.
Aussies brother had his birthday yesterday which they celebtated this morning by both of them running 35km to Cockburn Sound and back along the beach ... it just so happens that there is a nudest beach mainly populated by young women as chance would have it on that little tour <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> My sis in law and I just went " MEN!" & <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And its my daughters Birthday today!! She has a terribly wicked sense of humour. As she 'swaned' around the house after her dad's little run with his brother she casually said "Good to see a granddad so fit isn't it mum?" Her poor dad just about choked on his coffee ... it went everywhere ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The rest of us thought it was very funny, even my dad who MIRACLES of miracles actually turned up to say Happy birthday to his Granddaughter.His comment to Aussie was .."Revenge is sweet son!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
and just to clear up that point .. no shes not prego <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Do you think I should get her dad the book "My Baby's having a baby" for Christmas? hehehehehehehehe
*wiping tears of laughter and thinking of chickens*
There was a chicken at our living nativity tonight.
It was hilarious, and I only wish I had video. The living nativity, not so much the chicken.
It was put on by the children, and they inspired many new takes on old Christmas favorites, "O Twitchy Town of Bethlehem" and "While Shepherds Tossed Their Flocks by Night", to name two.
And I made Neaksis laugh till she cried when, upon looking at the Dervish in his sheep-herder costume making monkey faces while bouncing up and down in a squatting position, I told her we should call him Simian the Shepherd.
I slay myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
There was also a live pony and a dog. People actually stopped to let their children visit. In spite of the still-costumed Simian jumping up and down the steps two at a time, bell-shaped robe swaying to keep time. (It acted like a hoop skirt because Dad had him wear his - Dad's - quilted vest under it to keep him warm.)
And I was shocked earlier in the day when Dad called to tell me that my pumpkin pie efforts (old family recipe from his side of the family) were my best yet. I would have been more thrilled, had this not been the first year I broke down and used store-bought crusts since I was gone trucking till the night before. And that was the only change from how I ALWAYS MAKE IT!!!!!!
So he meant it very nicely, but what I couldn't help hearing was, "With your awful crusts out of the way, your pie was nearly edible."
LOL!
We cannot all be pastry chefs.
Journey to Bethlehem, also known as J2B.
So many funny moments - Neaksis, you need to do your fair share of telling them.
Guide: Be on the lookout! There are thieves and beggars everywhere!
Neaksis: *snicker* *snort* They have nooooooooooo idea!!!
I did my own snicker and snort after that one. Good thing my mouth was empty, I am sure THAT wold have been a mess.
It all sounds fun.
Peace to everyone today.
Hope you got more sleep Cinders. Sorry about loosing the post. It may be dangerous to ask us to use our imagination.
SS
One more.
Crowd of beggars: Alms, alms for the poor. Can you spare us any money? We're so hungry - help us!
Val (to guide's 'wife'): Do they always beg like that?
Me: Yes, every 3-4 minutes.
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Computer would not send my presentation last night...Would not after repeated tries. I fell asleep waiting for it to tranmit. At my computer - sleeping there is REALLY BAD for my neck. Remember, I have an MRI on it in the morning? We're talking really bad.
Anyway, when I woke up at 3:30 a.m., I tried again. Shut the thing down. Rebooted. Struggled for a few minutes and it finally went.
Didn't make it to bible school today. Made it to church, barely. Ran the presentation.
Another man and I need to go play with the projector and computers and get them set properly to maximize the beauty of my presentations. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Seriously, they need to be calibrated because our contrast and brightness levels are sort of out of whack and nothing looks as good on the screen as it does on the monitor.
Neak, tell the powers that be that, next year, Simian the Shepherd needs to be one of the Wise Men. Then dress him as if he was from Russia - think Peter and the Wolf, Fiddler on the Roof, Fantasia. You might could get him a featured dance if you could get him to kick at the right time while he is bouncing.
Just a very quick hello ..2.20am
Aussie has just got home and had something to eat so off to bed .. volunteering tomorrow at neices school she is graduating into high school so I'm having a leave day and going along to cheer .. and .... cook & clean & ... sounds like home to me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Have a great drive Neak and hope its a smooth run.. see ya in a day or so
AW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Cinders - you're right. Glad you thought of that now, so we have a year to think up Babylonian names that mean "rotten little kid". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> (If he doesn't have those pumpkin seeds picked up from the floor of his sister's room by the time I get in there, there may not be a next year.)
AW, better get to bed quickly and distract him before he decides to wake up Mikey.
How old is Mikey, now, anyway? Isn't he about 1 1/2? Bet he's into e v e r y t h i n g !
Just passing through.....a day of dr appts
MRI
chiropractor
psychiatrist
physical
For 3 of the 4, I won't need to take off my clothes. For the MRI, I did have to take off my bra. Lots better than the mammogram and pap smear on the same day.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> That sounds like loads of fun.
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(I saw that clip of Borat, too. I have not seen the movie.)
It won't be a bad day....off now, to the bank, to make a deposit...so I can spend money. At the Doctor.
Hi All
yes Mikey is 18months well into everything and a wriggler if you try to hold onto him.
I mean who taught him the word NO already is what I want to know ??????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> ...somehow I think I know who is guilty of that one!
Well went to the school today and watched my lovely little niece 13 yr old and the splitting image of my DD at her age ..... freaky ..
can you believe it? she was actually in a DRESS!!! It was such a happy place not like the school I went to!! lol
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SS does a drive by...................
Yells
Hiiiiiiiii as he speeds off into the sunset.
On the way to Neak's thread.
SS
MRI, EKG, CBC - all yesterday.....along w/ chiro adjustment and psychiatrist appt.
So far, I haven't died from all that......but we'll wait and see. Don't have the results of the MRI yet. Don't want to have spinal surgery on my neck. But I don't like the tingling in my arm and I don't like the perpetual pain in the neck with which I live.
Oh yeah, my purse was stolen today. If you see it, let me know. I want it back.
Cinders sorry to hear about your purse. Didn't have house keys or cards etc in it? Just remember to change locks if thats so ... a police woman at the community station advise us of that..even if no address on the keys as sometimes the thieves have been watching their victims for some days.
Any news on your tests? Hope its are good news when it comes.
HUgs AW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Suffering a miserable head cold ... all that going into & out of airconditioned offices .. and I have to cook for my neices school Xmas party today as well. homemade party pies, sausage rolls and mini pasties .. and whats the worst thing about that? I'm sick on my paid day off!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW - How is Aussie? We had a PTSD conference at work today, and I thought of him.
Hi B!!
So good to hear from you! Hope all is ok on your end and that you are finding life is fulfilling.
Aussie will love to know you remembered him B, he still says you helped him a lot even if you didn't know it.!!
Well Aussie is ... well aussie... no complaints, no talk on anything about the war at least with me or the family (anything we know comes from his mates after a few drinks), fit, healthy, and totally focused on this next mission whatever that is, he is putting in 18 hr days for it.
I don't think I need to tell you how much I hate that idea.
However the physical work probably helps him cope with it all.
I'm enjoying time with him when its available, Mikey is thriving with dad around, he is so proud of "his" oldest son & "his" Princess .. his I like that lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I was a little bit concerned about his drinking initially but its seems he was just partying after getting home in one piece and he has the odd one now.
He is cynical about life in general, yet enjoys his family and even says he loves me and lets me meet as many needs of his that I can. He can still be so distant at times and I have to accept that. I believe he is mostly happy.
He seems to have little faith in God though and that worries me.
I wouldn't worry about his faith in God. I have been praying for Aussie for a couple of years now. I believe God is taking care of him, whether he likes it or not.
I can't remember helping Aussie. Just remember him as being an honorable man - very rare these days.
I think you remember that I work at Camp Pendleton, and did the volunteer work with the casualties from Fallujah. My heart is very heavy these days, because of the charges against the Marines. Five of them killed what was apparently an innocent man, and are going to jail.
There is another bunch that apparently killed 24 Iraqi's. They are coming up to trial. Many of these men were on their third rotation in Iraq.
I just HATE that this war is going on and on.
B he feels you helped him, perhaps it was some comments or observations maybe. But you did help both of us and thank you for that.
Thank you so much for praying for him. I pray for him so hard and have faith that God has not given up on him
I kinda think he pretty wonderful too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
I do feel for many of those young Marines though. You take young men & women who have not been under fire and suddenly place them in situations where friends of many years die in front of them. They naturally want someone to pay. Innocents on both sides pay.
Though its not an excuse, I feel a lot of responsibility lay with the decision makers.
It would be far far better if the Marines who did these things spent the rest of their lives supporting the relatives and families of those they killed. At least there would be some personal & public act of contrition
I know such revenge incidents went on & of course goes on today in any conflict by both sides.
Oh God I pray this war will end soon.
Did you know my daughters fiance is a commando? Hes been out of contact now for 18 days and she is beside herself with worry. You know its funny, we have become so much closer. And I wont let her make my mistakes if I can help it. She swore to never ever fall in love with a soldier, avoided them like the plague and then meets one at a friends house party and fell so hard she thought a truck had run her over. Hes such a lovely young man too, easy to love, he reminds me so much of Aussie. Isnt life funny?
Maybe it would be good for her to take a real look at her dad and at your marriage.
There is something I once heard referred to as "Grass Roots Expectations."
What you grew up experiencing is what you will expect to have when you grow up. If your parents had certain mannerisms/values/traits, you will expect those things in your own life. So, you will seek, subconsciously, such a partner or life when you are grown. That is why children tend to choose certain people as partners.
In my case, my dad did not have the emotional ability to love - he had not been loved. He was totally emotionally shut-down. He was noncommunicative. He demanded that things be done his way. He could not express appreciation for anything you did for him. He was unaffectionate. He kept everything bottled inside himself. And I married a younger version of him.
That was not a smart move on my part. I went from one emotionally unhealthy man to another.
Hi Cinderella !!
Is the diplomat more healthy?
What's going on with all the medical stuff - are you getting help, and improving?
AW,
I worry about your H, after all, he lives a dangerous life. AS much as I worry about that, I worry about other things more.
He is cynical about life in general, yet enjoys his family and even says he loves me and lets me meet as many needs of his that I can. He can still be so distant at times and I have to accept that. I believe he is mostly happy.
He seems to have little faith in God though and that worries me.
You meet his needs as best you can - but is he meeting your needs? That's why I wanted him to come and talk. When he was here in the beginning, he worried about that. I hope he still does.
And your mum - how is she? She seems tooooo quiet these days. Even more quiet than T&L. Hmmmm, I wonder if the two of them are up to something. I'll check.
No - my chocolate bar is still in my desk drawer. It must be something else.
Hi Believer.
Does your family gather for holidays, or are they too scattered?
Hi T&L.
I should just say: Hi everyone !!!
I know I'll forget someone.
Sunny and nice here today. High is supposed to be 62. A very nice winter day. I should take a walk, but I think I'll do a few posts instead.
SS
Purse is found......Boy, did I mess up. Found my keys which I thought were in it, between a stack of drawers and the cube wall. Keys opened the drawers. Purse was in there.
MRI is bad - really bad. When the chiropractor wants to refer you to a neurosurgeon, you know it is bad.
More in IVille about both situations.
Very cold in this spot of the house. I'm going to bed. Think I need a bath and a glass of wine on my way. What do y'all think?
I'm back, and you found your purse! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Hi B, I've been wondering how you were.
Lots of hugs to all.
Whew,
So glad you found the purse.
I have to find my AX now. Wish me luck.
SS
Your ax? Gonna chop down a tree. Chop on my neck? What do you need that for?
No, not your neck.
My W said she wanted to go chopping tonight.
I think that's what she said.
SS
You might want to get your hearing checked. Idon't think you heard her correctly.
My hearing is baaaaaad. I already know that.
Turns out she wanted to go SHOPPING. Ha, who would have guessed?
So, we did go shopping for the twins, and our youngest son, right after I took her out to dinner.
You do know I am teasing you - right?
SS
Yup! I know you were teasing. But still, my neck does hurt. And my son did say he wanted to use an axe. So, I wondered........
Teen age sons do like implements of destruction. That's for sure.
Hope you get all your stuff done by eight, and get lots of sleep.
I'll see if I can get my stuff done too.
SS
You heard her right.
She was going chopping with your sheckbook.
Cyberneckrubs for Cinders.
Why do I not have a best friend who is either a physical therapist or a massage therapist?
We had a really good friend who was both, but he moved to South Carolina. Rotten luck!
Tis better to have massaged and lost than to never have massaged at all.
I wonder if its too late to get DD to change from Medicene? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think I got enough sleep last night.
How about everyone else?
So, did A_D end up marrying Neaksis?
I wish someone would tell me what in the world is going on.
SS
I think it's _AD_ now. I can't even spell my own almost-BIL's name. How bad is that?
AJ's 5yo niece and 3yo nephew are visiting us. AJ was already wondering if they had been abused in some way (the 3yo woke up hollering and crying in the middle of the night), but then today the 3yo also peed his pants, and when I found him started to cry, had hidden his pants under the bathroom rug and wouldn't tell me where they were, screamed bloody murder when I picked him up and bent him over to see if he was poopy, too, ran and hid under AJ's desk while I was getting some wipeys, and curled up in a fetal position, sobbing, while I cleaned him.
Now I was not exactly overjoyed at all this, since I did not find out until I was making everyone get in the car to pick up the kids from school, but I would not have thought I was an ogre of that magnitude, either.
Since neither one has any bruises or other concrete evidence, I am not sure what the line is between possible abuse vs. likely poor parenting.
AJ was very upset when I told him, and hung up quickly to talk to his brother. (Who is probably not the culprit in any case, since he is fairly easy-going, as well as working long stretches that keep him from being any sort of primary caregiver.)
I have some funny anecdotes to tell, but most of my 8 children have disappeared, and I need to chase them down. Note to self: especially do not forget to tell about the Christmas trees.
AJ talked to his brother, who said the person who took care of the children for a long time, until recently, was likely the one to blame for whatever emotional (or other) trauma. Without having found anything themselves by way of proof, all they could do was to have the person no longer watch the children.
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Oh, that is scary - for the children.
Makes my life sound like a walk in the park.
A walk in a scary park, maybe.
I suppose you can be grateful that what happened in your family was not the norm, the way everyday life is conducted, and that you put a stop to it with your courageous actions.
Moving to the aftermath stage faster is a good thing, right?
oh, yes....I hope I never forget how grateful my daughter felt when I came home from that hearing, took her to my room, sat down in the rocker, pulled her into my lap, wrapped her in a blanket, and told her how things had gone. I held her for several minutes. She was 15 at the time. At that moment, I KNEW I had done the right things. Even if it did cost me my sister. I knew I had done well.
21 Gun Salute for Cinders!
You have earned it!
Cinders what you did for your DD, AND the boy cousin by the way, was wonderful, brave and yes very hard. BUT IT WAS RIGHT.
and I agree with Neak, you really have earned a 21 gun salute!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Ok, Christmas trees.
AJ hauled a big load of trees to Texas last week, dropping them off at 4 different Wal Marts.
Along the way, some of the ice that was packed with the trees began to melt and drip out the back of his trailer. While passing a truck, some of this liquid splattered on the windshield of the slower driver.
Who was irate, and demanded on the CB, "What was that stuff, anyway???"
AJ is an incorrigible practical joker, so he put on a thick southern drawl and responded, "Ah'm not quite sure WHAT thet stuff is. Whin Ah loaded it, they tole me ta put on summa them plackerd thingys, but Ah didn't do it rawt then, and now Ah kinda fergawt just whut it iz."
Other driver: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS?!?!?!?!?!?! IT'S SPLATTERED ALL OVER MY WINDSHIELD!!!!!!!"
AJ: "Sorry 'bout thet, but Ah don't think it's real hazerduss, only a liddle."
He did finally tell the poor man the truth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
When he got there, at one of the places the Texans touched the melting ice reverently. "Looky, Sid, this here's jen-yoo-wine Oregawn snow!" But AJ didn't have the heart to tell them it was only regular, ordinary ice.
Of course, they probably don't have much of that in Texas, either.
[color:"red"] ACK!!! I was just saying that every thread ended up being about Texas, and then I corrupt the only one that is left!!!! [/color]
Thanks y'all.
You know.....I have what I want for Christmas. Two happy, healthy children. School is going better for both children. Son is turning into a normal 13 year old boy. Daughter is so healthy emotionally it isn't funny.
House is still standing. Car is still running. I have a job where there is less whining. I will be getting a new heat pump for the house on 12/21. I have new lights to install outside the house.
There is nothing we really need.
Mom lives next door to a condo complex where several units were totally lost in a fire. A woman at work lived in an aparment complex where over 20 units were totally lost due to a hit and run wreck when someone drove into the building. Just think of all those families who lost everything. Think of all the people who have had deaths or serious illness this year.
Heavens, compared to that, why would I want any gifts - or to give any. If the people I love don't know that I love them, they are wrong. All I want is for them to feel that love. What else do they really need.
My tree isn't up. My cards aren't sent. I just want to slow down and tell those who are important to me that I love them.
So, the only thing I really want is for my neck to get better. God is the only one who can do that. I'll do the exercises and go to the doctor. That is all I can do about it.
We love you, too.
Oh, you meant your children. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I agree Cinders
dont want pressies just want my family home safe & sound.
Guess what? my son flies in tonight!! Yaaaaaaaaaa!!!!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I have missed him so much. Once he was so small but now he towers over me and has muscles on his muscles and husband hunting hussies on his arms... leave my baby alone !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
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I've cooked his favourite foods and got his beer and Aussie complained that I didn't get HIS beer..." No dear thats because you've had enough" hehehehee Well I hid some at the back of the fridge but not telling him yet!
And I've BANNED talking shop in this house. Yeah. .. good luck ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
(((AW)))
Hey, healthy children under our roof. What more is there to want?
I feel more like getting out my menorrah and lighting it than I do putting up my tree. And I'm not even Jewish. It was a gift from a Jewish friend.
AJ is an incorrigible practical joker.........
I used to be, but I learned my lesson.
I broke my ankle quite badly while on a camping trip with a male friend who had been in on many little jokes I played on my W. He took me to the hospital and then went by our apt to tell my W. She figured it was just one more joke, and wouldn't come to the Hospital to see me.
I did learn from that, and you can be sure I am very careful about what kind of jokes I play at home these days.
Ah, memories.
I hope AJ is careful who he plays his jokes on. It does matter.
Thanks for the reference to Texas. I'm sure Mel is happy about it. My sister lives in Texas these days, and I haven't even visited her yet. One of these days I should break down and go.
SS
Cinders,
How is this week going?
I can understand about not wanting to repeat the thanksgiving holiday story since you lost the whole thing, but I do what to know if you were treated right in the far kingdom?
I hope so.
Hi T&L !!!
SS
I was treated very well in the Far Kingdom.
I have my epidural steroid injection tomorrow afternoon. Monday I have a neurosurgeon appt. After all, I have already met my deductible and the initial appt w/ a dr is usually more costly than subsequent ones. I have to take my MRI films and result report.
Maybe I will and maybe I won't get the tree up this weekend.
I hope all goes well cinders
Aussie went to the pub today with some mates to watch cricket.
8.30pm I get a call .. Hon can you pick me up from the station I'll be there in 5 mins"
ok
Mr legless fell down the station stair way with his 3 mates and my baby boy tumbling after <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The railway Police were laughing at me as I steered the 3 incorrigibles into the van
my boy and Davo are now snoring in the games room while Aussie is feeding his face with pizza. But he lost his sun glasses which cost a fortune. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Can't you make those boys behave? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Watch out, or he will blame you for not being able to find his sunglasses the next morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish has learned to cook his own scrambled eggs on the stove. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
How did I find this out? He brought me a plate of them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> They even looked decent, but did you hear that pinging sound? That was a whole new crop of gray hair popping out.
well its 9.05am and one son is mashing his breakfast into his T shirt, the other is still snoring, Davo looks like hes a corpse, Aussie got up at 6.00am walked to the loo came back to bed and 'My legs are really sore'... I brightly answered that maybe it was the tumble down the stairs ...'What stairs ?' he asks. .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
walking dead right now, the zombie zone .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think he has a headache too ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
but the good news is I'm feeling fine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
DD is not impressed either ... she's in that intollerance mode right now, I'm not sure what put her there but I'm sure if anyone was to blame I won't hae to look far <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Do you have gas or electric hot plates Neak? We use gas as I like cooking on gas a lot better but hated the kids using it when they were small ... visions of the kitchen ablaze ... oh maybe I shouldn't have brought that one up .. sorry
PING PING maybe I should send some hair colouring for Xmas ..lol ..I buy in bulk these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
remember to praise him and ask how he did it so if hes doing something a bit ..well .. risky.. you can show him a 'easier' way <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
The injection went well. Didn't hurt. Lamaze classes that I took before d was born have really come in handy. I just stared at a spot on the floor and breathed. A lot. It was ok. Not too painful. Haven't done much tonight. Going to bed.
Will get up in AM to go walk. Won't walk the full 5 miles I would otherwise walk. Will take the short option. Neck doesn't feel so hot.
Showed children my MRI films which I will take to Dr on Monday. They agreed that there were some shots that looked really bad. I think everything will eventually be ok. Just gotta live long enough.
Cinders I'm glad the injection went well and hope you look after your neck pain.
Just don't push yourself too hard.
Walked 4 of the planned 5 miles. Let up when shoulder/neck complained. The warm weather has been very helpful. Don't think I could have done it if it had been as cold as last week. Today was about 30F degrees warmer.
Reading this just made me remember what I dreamed last night.
I was in the beauty salon having my hair dyed back to brown. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mr. Computer has gone with AJ on the trip. We found him sleeping across the doorway last night, apparently fearing he might be forgotten.
Cinders !!
Any change over the weekend?
I hope AJ and MR C have a safe trip, there has been snow in much of the west this weekend.
Hi everyone.
Sounds like things are just fine at AW's house. Or, as well as can be expected for the shape things are in.
Aussie talking any more these days?
Any less?
Hope your Mum is well AW.
CC, how about another update?
SS
I was in the beauty salon having my hair dyed back to brown.
Is there something we need to know?
SS
Well, the neurosurgeon told me nothing I didn't already know. I have 2 herniated discs between C5 & C7. He would like to avoid doing surgery for as long as possible. He wants to try anti-inflammatory drugs (didn't give me any info about the drug of choice) and Physical Therapy (but the place to which his office referred me can't see me for 1.5 wks but it is Christmas time).
So, I don't know much more.....but I'm not being raced off to surgery this week. So, that's good.
He better be good because he has the personality and bedside manner of a stump.
He better be good because he has the personality and bedside manner of a stump.
OK, I got my Monday laugh now.
It was a good one too.
Maybe you could get him "How to win friends and influnce people."
Probably he wouldn't read it, but one never knows.
So the bottom line is that you are on hold for a few weeks.
Are you getting enough sleep? (Not counting Saturday nights.)
SS
How to win fronds and influence maples.
No secrets - my tweezers can't keep up with the gray, even at my still youthful age.
My voice is on bed rest, but I do not have strep.
At least he isn't a gynecologist. He would have lost all his patients. Or is that his patients would have lost all their patience.
Yeah, take some prescription anti-inflammatory drugs (about which he told me nothing) but pharmacist said are not in same category as Vioxx and Celebrex and meet w/ Phys Ther people in about 2 wks so I could do some home traction. OK....at least there is no surgery in my immediate future.
boy, you are nto a chatty group today. Night!
Yay, no surgery for the fair princess!! Double hooray, no gynecologists, either!!!!
Playing catch up tonight ...now lets see ..
I do hope they both are or did enjoy the trip and had some fun along the way.
Yay, no surgery for the fair princess!! Double hooray, no gynecologists, either!!!!
Yes add my double double Yay to that one!! Now look after yourself !!
Sounds like things are just fine at AW's house. Or, as well as can be expected for the shape things are in.
Well ... yes I guess so .......
Hope your Mum is well AW.
Mum is half happy... does that mean she is half unhappy? Good question. Good ol dad gave her $$$ for ..wait for it .. "her" anniversary ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I mean I have to wonder what he told his workmates .. "Nah can't work today mates, its me wifes anniversary!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ( I sound like my mum!)
At least he remembered it .. I suppose <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Aussie talking any more these days?
Any less?
Less .. unfortunately I would like to say hes off playing soldier, but hes just away being a soldier right now. But I have high hopes ... oh gawd now I am hearing that stupid High hopes song in my head ... I've got to stop watching the childrens channel with Mikey <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
anyway I'm not giving up on a family Xmas ..there is some hope <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ( well at least you aren't looking at me strangely like mum and shaking your head 'my girl you are fooling yourself .. not yayayyayayayay can't hear you!)
or are you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I have faith <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Honestly! Men!!!!! I think he would have been better off forgetting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Still praying for that family Christmas. {{{{The Clan}}}}
What happened to my last post???
I'm sure I hit "enter"
Maybe I forgot too?
I can't remember.
Praying for a good Christmas for everyone.
SS
Personally, right now, I need for my credit union to come through with a $2500 loan tomorrow so I can pay for the heat pump.....it is to be installed tomorrow. I procrastinated on lining up the money. SHUCKS!!!!
But it will be OK.
I hope every one of you has a good Christmas....I'm trying...trying....trying.
It's not going real well, YET!!!
You'll get there, Cinders. It's only 5 more days till Christmas, so there's a limit to what can go wrong.
Oops, maybe I shouldn't have said that out loud.
So far today, neither the credit union nor the contractor has called. Frankly, I'm ok with the contractor not calling until after the CU comes through w/ money. It is not good to need heating system this time of year. But it was my choice not to wait until February when it is always colder.
Well, credit union came through...
Called the contractor at 1 p.m. wanted to know where they were. Today was the agreed upon day. Salesperson said his proposal specified installation today. Scheduling put me on the schedule for next Thursday. No heat pump till next week. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Like I can take a day off any time I want.....sheesh.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Not quite sure what to say. Yayboo? I'm glad you will have one eventually.
Neaksis is up again, mostly, and I just had crackers. Now I'm going to boldly try a popsicle.
Neak - Did mom see your infamous post?????? If not, we won't let her know about it. K?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />GACK!!!!!!!!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
(I think I just choked on something.)
Sure, just between you and me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella,
Can I bring you a load of wood for your fireplace??? I've got plenty to share. And and extra axe for splitting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Neak - Did mom see your infamous post?????? If not, we won't let her know about it. K?
Did I miss something? If it embarrassed
her, this I've gotta see! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh mom, I don't think you want to see it..... nothing too bad, afterall, it was about seducing your own............ husband.....just because it never occured to me.....and I wouldn't do it in a million years......but then, I'm old.....this is a new generation of wives..................
I know I missed it............. whatever it was.
Oh well, I missed lots of things lately.
Hi everyone.
I hope Cinders gets the heat on soon. Wearing a coat while you wash dishes is not very fun. (And yes, I have been there, and done that.)
You can get some heat by turning on the oven, and opening the oven door, but it costs a lot to use the oven as a heater.
Sorry to hear Neak has been Sick. I have been blessed this winter and have not had problems yet - well, lets just say I haven't missed any work.
I hope Neaksis recovered from the proposal - Was it a decent one, or an indecent one? Or perhaps it was no proposal at all, which would explain why there hasn't been a wedding yet.
I do notice she remained quiet through the whole thing. At least I didn't hear any thing.
AW, let us know how Christmas goes. And please say Hello to your "half full" mum for us.
Hi CC !!
I never did go chopping with my W, we went to the store instead. I was smart enough to leave the axe in the car.
How's work been T&L?
And HP?
And Neak Bro, and everyone??
Honestly, you are getting behind. Come back and catch us on what's happening.
Neak, are AJ, and Mr Computer home yet?
SS
.............and it was late at night, just us ladies, Neak fondly sharing some feminine charms (GACK) I think I swallowed something too.............
Well, thank you for the kind wishes for heat....fortunately, my 20 year old system works - as long as it doesn't get too cold because it can't defrost properly. As long as it doesn't get too cold, I'll make it another week. If it gets too cold, I'll call the contractor and tell them to get their warm bodies over here and earn some money from me.
Think I'll go ice skating tonight - with church youth group. Including my children.
I think I have quit shopping. Just quit.
Oh, my fireplace is ready for the winter...but I have no firewood. Right now, I have a holder with nine pillar candles in it.
Have fun C,
Don't fall and break anything.
Here's my Friday humor for this week - I ran out of chicken jokes. I should probably say right up front - Pun Intended.
1. My first job was working in an Orange Juice factory, but I got canned. I couldn't concentrate.
2. Then I worked in the woods as a Lumber jack , but I just couldn't hack it, so they gave me the axe.
3. After that, I tried to be a Tailor, but I just wasn't suited for it - mainly because it was a sew-sew job.
4. Next, I tried working in a Muffler Factory, but that was too exhausting.
5. Then, I tried to be a Chef - figured it would add a little spice to my life, but I just didn't have the thyme.
6. I attempted to be a Deli Worker, but any way I sliced it I couldn't cut the mustard.
7. My best job was a Musician, but eventually I found I wasn't noteworthy.
8. I studied a long time to become a Doctor, but I didn't have any patience.
9. Next, was a job in a Shoe Factory. I tried but I just didn't fit in.
10. I became a Professional Fisherman, but discovered that I couldn't live on my net income.
11. I managed to get a good job working for a Pool Maintenance Company, but the work was just too draining.
12. So then I got a job in a Workout Center, but they said I wasn't fit for the job.
13. After many years of trying to find steady work, I finally got a job as a Historian - until I realized there was no future in it.
14. My last job was working in Starbucks, but I had to quit because it was always the same old grind.
15. SO, I TRIED RETIREMENT AND FOUND THAT IT'S THE PERFECT JOB FOR ME ! ! !
Actually, I haven't tried retirement yet, but I'm sure I can conform.
SS
You guys are all so funny!!!!!!!!
Neaksis has been quiet in person, too, except for the gurgles and groans.
However, SHE was able to eat a small supper tonight, and I was not.
Food tally for today:
5 crackers
1 1/2 popsicles
1/2 burrito
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AJ and Mr. C just got home a few hours ago. AJ fell asleep, long before it is quiet enough to worry about husbandly duties. At least it's a holiday, so we will have more than just one more day together before he takes off again. Tomorrow I'll make him take a nap. It's probably just as well; I might have gotten seasick.
Also, Neaksis' youngest seems to be coming down sick now. That is almost everyone. AJ & Mr. C weren't around to get germs, and Grandpa and the Dervish were the only ones on this side of the lake who have not been impacted yet, of those who were here when the exposure occurred.
I told Neaksis it was time to watch "Outbreak".
Mr. C will not shut up, even a little bit. Neaksis asked AJ if the poor kid had been allowed to talk at all this week. He sure seemed like he had been saving up that long.
I have fresh, clean bedding tonight, for which I am truly thankful. So is AJ.
B, you don't fool me a bit. You are just trying to get me in trouble with my momma, lol. (Tattletale!)
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
night princess.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Sorry to hear you all are sick, Neak.
The flu is something that just spreads like crazy once started.
Hope you all are well before Christmas.
k.d.'s heartbreak
Thanks, KD. I sure hope I'm well enough to enjoy a wonderful Christmas dinner!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak
what a rotten time to get the flu or cold. I do hope you are all well for Xmas and the seasons cooking delights and chocs and brandy puddings ........ and did I mention CHOC's !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and of course that by the time AJ is awake that you aren't sneezing all over the place .. tends to kill the moment .. just a tad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
It seems strange to us here to be sick because of a winter flu, we are getting the sniffles because of the air cond as its so hot and you are all trying to just keep warm! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
its 1.00 am in the morning & I still have the air cond on to cool us down. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Although I don't post very often (nothing much to tell) I follow all your stories so I want to wish all a very Merry Xmas, with heating, or airconditioning!
I haven't been very chatty lately, have I? Not much to say, and not much time to not say it either, what with being so busy (during my non-employed hours, such as they are!) trying to beat myself at Bookworm by the end of the year so I can move on to actual interaction with real human beings again. Or not. But I really can't spend the rest of my life--and since I'm turning 60 next month, that's not as long as it used to be--repeatedly burning down the Bookworm library. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
But I wanted to at least say Merry Christmas to you all. You have entertained my life a great deal over the last many months. The cost of meeting you was high, unfortunately, but it's been a fun run anyway, as long as we were in the mess that brought us here.
I'll have to tell you about the woman I stood behind (interminably) in SuperWalMart yesterday...but later. I'm at work (surprised?) and don't want to take that long at the Kaiser computer. Let me just say that on my worst day, I'd still rather be a labor and delivery nurse than a WalMart Customer checker, especially on the next-to-the-last shopping day before Christmas. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Have a lovely day. We have slain the soy turkey and plan to feast to our little vegetarian hearts' content. If Believer is having tongue again, I don't want any details! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'll bite my own tongue, if there's any tongue-biting around here, thank you very much... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Neak, your brother wants his hair cut. PLEASE oblige him while he's in the mood. He really liked the way you did it the other time--as did I--and is ready to trim his winter plumage without waiting for me to have the time to do it for him. He visited me at the hospital last night and looked like an insane physicist. Think Back to the Future, electrocuted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Merry Xmas & happy New Year to you ccbis!
TL
I was going to email you today however I was ... um .... unavoidably distracted by a rather good looking bloke who is on leave right now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I have just finished the food prep for tomorrow. Sis & her H .. the sisdoc one are sleeping ... well they SAY so but my DD has already told them to get a room.. in the new emclosed patio, all the young ones incl Mikey are asleep all over the place in the TV room after watching something scary ... dont ask me why but they loved it.
Sis & I put all the pressies out once they were asleep except for the train set ... Aussie was 'setting' it up for Mikey and 'testing' it .. for about 2 hours <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Anyway .. MERRY CHRISTMAS from my mob to your mob and SS & Cinders & all.
Mum says a hello to all and may you have a Merry Chrissy and a good year where an anniversary is 'ours' not 'hers'! [ I sense a tad of resentment and dissatisfaction in the words but being Xmas I will blissfully ignore it .... I gather you may know how she feels TL but again I am blissfully unaware right now ... denial is rather comforting ) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SOME idiot wanted to go to the 7.30 mass and its 2.30am already ... when will I learn to just shut up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
kisses and hugs to all its Christmas Day here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
AJ & I had a romantic Christmas Eve, complete with bubble bath and candlelight from the gift I gave him.
The story goes downhill from there.
While we were rinsing the bubbles off in the shower, the rest of the kids got home with Neaksis. That was fine; we had actually expected them sooner, but it turns out they were busy eating pie and quesadillas to top off the chocolate they had already had.
In the course of getting the bath run and the candles lit, I had gotten out the giant red candle from Mom's basket for me, and set it on its plate. But when I had managed to drop the bag of potpourri in the trunk which I was going to sprinkle around the candle for decoration, I just set it on top of AJ's laptop, which was on a 3-legged stool.
When I tried to turn on some music on the laptop partway through the bath, I set the candle on the conveniently near toilet lid, closed of course, and left it.
The stage was set.
Only a few minutes after getting home, Mr. C ran frantically into the bathroom to deposit his stomach contents in the toilet. But the toilet was blocked by the candle. He wasted precious seconds carefully setting the wax cylinder on the floor, then projectile vomiting all over the candle, the toilet (lid still closed), the trash can, the wall to a height of 2 1/2 ft, and the floor.
"Mommy, do you still love me?"
"Why, Son?"
"Because I threw up on your new candle."
"You did? Of course I still love you."
Sees the rest of the devastation, and continues mentally:
"Perhaps I need to reconsider that."
After more than a half hour and a dry heave or two, I finally got enough cleaned up that I had to empty the trash can in order to start cleaning up the wash of puke down the side, and it was also sitting in the puddle on the floor.
When I dumped it in the bag, all the pukey things I had just picked up, and all my pukey paper towels from cleaning, poured out on top of the just-cleaned toilet, the just-cleaned part of the floor, and even a whole area of floor that had previously been untouched.
I admit it, I cried a little.
Finally I was done. I sat down with Neaksis and AJ to watch a funny Christmas movie, and the evening seemed to be looking up. Then, just before going to bed, AJ began to complain that his stomach was bothering him.
He had diarrhea off and on through the night. Mr. C got up and threw up some more, too, for variety. And finally, AJ too threw up about an hour ago. (Then had more diarrhea. I'm sure he would thank me for telling you that.) Now both invalids have showered and are back in bed, at least for now.
Don't think it hasn't been a Merry Christmas anyway. Well, AJ & Mr. C might disagree, but I still got what was most important to me: my family, together. (Vomiting together, but that doesn't sound nearly as poetic.)
So Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope your Christmas was not as eventful as mine.
Love you all,
Neak
The Dervish still has not gotten sick.
AJ says to tell you the Dervish is too mean to get sick. I would have to agree with that, even if he ends up getting sick.
Also, Neaksis, AJ wants to know when you are going to get over here and help take care of him????????
Neak - You are such a great writer!!! I laughed until my ribs were hurting. I was watching that candle the whole time, expecting something to catch on fire. You are too funny.
I haven't tried to cook Christmas dinner yet, so there's still plenty of time to fit a fire into my schedule.
I knew even as I sniffled over the pile of trash, that SOMEDAY I would be able to laugh about the whole thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Very Merry Christmas, B!!!!!
PS The poor candle would MUCH rather have caught on fire than had that horrid mixture of chocolate, pie, and quesadilla deposited on it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, I opened my present from AJ. I wondered what it could be, since he said it was also partly for Mom and Neaksis.
He got us a slim jim set, bwaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!
He said he was going to get Neaksis her own set, but one,he didn't have enough cash on him, and two, she would probably lock it in her trunk.
("I don't have a trunk," Neaksis retorts indignantly, conveniently not mentioning that if the slim jim set is anywhere in the car when the keys are locked inside, it is equally useless.)
Last night I told the Dervish he had a special present to open before bedtime. He eagerly tore into it, revealing soft, fuzzy flannel BUZZ LIGHTYEAR PAJAMAS!!!!!!!! His expression of joy melted to dismay, and he tried manfully to pull it back into a smile, but it kept falling down. It looked like he was trying to chew dried taffy.
Finally he choked out, "Tank you, Mommy." Chew, chew, chew. "Dese are really nice."
"Why, Dervish, what's wrong? Don't you like your new pajamas?"
Chew, chew. "But it's not a toy!!!"
"Dervish, dear, not every present can be a toy. Some are just things you need. And since all your pajamas are too small now, since you have been growing to be such a big boy, I got you a new pair that fit. Why don't you go put them on?"
Tremulous smile. "Otay."
And then today he got 2 toys, so he was happy. (As messy as he is, he's lucky he got any. One of them is educational, too, but don't tell him that.)
I suppose the lesson of "You don't just get toys for Christmas" is a small step towards learning the true meaning of Christmas: unselfishness and giving to others.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> *shaking head*
Good for you, Neak. I think it is a mistake to give kids too much, too soon.
My boys always got very utilitarian things for Christmas, not because I didn't want to give them more, but because I couldn't. So gifts were usually underwear, socks, pants, shirts, etc.
They grew up to be good men who appreciate what they have.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Character building is never easy, is it?
He really impressed, me, too. Standard Dervish behavior would have been to throw a fit because things didn't go his way (whereupon I would have taken away the presents he still had left, until I felt he would appreciate them), start screaming and yelling, and probably get sent to bed before it was all done.
Instead, even though he was disappointed at first, he tried SO HARD to be good about it. Who was that kid, and what did he do with my Dervish?
*snif* My little boy is growing up.
Thanks for the encouragement, too. It's always good to hear from those who have gone before, and succeeded.
There is hope!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
(Besides, if SS turned out ok, there's a chance for anybody, lol.)
Aussies mum signing on.
Good morning to all and I do hope you are all having a wonderful Christmas. AW told me I hadn’t posted for ages and I have to admit it has been awhile. Unfortunately the mundane needs of life – working - and my grand kids have been keeping me far too busy over the last few months. My son’s separation from his wife has been very difficult for their children so I have been spending a lot of time with them.
The only time I spend with AW lately has been when she picks me up from work each day and then ‘forgets’ to tell me anything about how she is going. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
However mums are used to not being told a lot so I’ll let that one go through to the keeper – well until the New Year anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Neak your Dervish is a little tiger, a boy for all seasons lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, however yes he is growing and you will find him putting a brave face on things every now & then for his mum. Its a joyful and a little bit sad because he’s growing up. I accepted the girls growing up with far more grace. Dad’s don’t though, for them its the other way around I believe. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
And of course it happens to all the kids. Worse luck.
You may now Bawwwwwwwwwwww or sniffle as the situation allows <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW is out checking on families with no dad home for Christmas after doing a ring around this morning. Aussie is preoccupied and distant and peeved off that cricket was rained out today. WHAT? I'm not saying anything.
Mikey is asleep in a pile of wrapping paper, my GD is in seventh heaven learning her fiancé is safe and well, however she is Sooooooo annoyed at her dad for stopping her going on the ‘Tour de Force’ to Iraq and Afghanistan but I feel it was a sensible decision in the circumstances – I can always tell that because dad becomes ‘Father’ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> – I told her to think how worried Jonnie would be if she went over there so I feel we won that one. My GS is a giant. What are they feeding him? growth hormones? He looks like a bigger version of his dad.
Neak I just had to laugh about the candle, romantic setting and Mr C’s vomit. A classic. Have you noticed that children seem to actually wait until you are not ready for these day to day little episodes before exploring them further? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well I smiled anyway! I suppose the candle is still in shock <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I wonder, is there a children’s book titled ‘How to kill your parents love life?’ It seems to be well read all over the world. hahaha <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, a merry Christmas, Gods blessing to all and I need to get back to feeling bloated and overfed .... AW’s turkey was just delish. I did teach her well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussiesmom - It is so good to hear from you again. I've missed you so much. You always have a way of making me feel so good.
Hello Believer
thankyou very much, its nice to know that I can make someone feel good every now & then. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes it can feel that you are swimming against a tide of indifference - well with some male persons. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I do so hope you had a good Christmas though. The new year I hope is going to be so much better for all of us.
MUM!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was so good to hear your voice again!!!!!!!! With you and Mom on hiatus, it has been hard work to hold down the fort around here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Grandpa has been having trouble connecting to reality lately. The other morning he got up early, and came to ask me if everything was ok. "Oh, good. I just had this feeling there was something wrong, and I'm so glad to find out that it isn't." And then yesterday he woke AJ & me up at 3am!!!!!! to see if he was still in California, and not Hawaii. AJ vaguely remembered him also asking if they weren't just about to vote it in as a state.
On a more hilarious note, Neakbro made the mistake of sharing his woes with AJ last night, so now I can share them with the world! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
In case I didn't say yet, he got sick yesterday, having been exposed to The Plague while he was here for Christmas.
Had he asked me, I would have told him that proper procedure was to sit on the toilet and hold a bucket, in case both ends decided to go off simultaneously. He decided to bow and kneel.
Between howls, AJ described to me Neakbro's pathetic attempts to cram toilet paper between his cheeks and pinch them shut, all the while hurling his Christmas dinner into the porcelain shrine.
Vegetarian holiday loaf: $9.95
Large bag of greens: $5.97
Three kinds of gravy: $14.56 and about 3 hours
Time spent with diseased family and friends: Priceless
Hello Neak
well your mum needs love and attention, and 3 boxes of Lindt Chocolates <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> no I swear its true young lady - ask your mum! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
do you realise its 4.20am and I was awakened by those two little monsters, sorry, beloved grandchildren, who decided it was fun to have a pillow fight at this time of the night or morning or whatever this unearthly time is called. OH - dawn - how silly of me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
School holidays - what a short sighted and stupid idea.
Not amused.
My God, how can anyone sleep in this house, his lordship snoring at one end, my own clam at the other and I dont know what that other big oaf is doing out there but he is not supposed to sleep on the new lounge and thats not snoring, its a chainsaw! I had better warn him to not be there when his mother wakes. She doesn't do mornings very well.
However my angel Michael is sound asleep as is his lovely big sister. Perhaps I should suggest they have their hearing checked. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
This old grandmother is back off to bed, resting & sleep may be optional, anything other is - well forget that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just found out we spread The Plague to one of the local churches here. I have this bad feeling that Escalon didn't fare too well, either, but won't find out till tomorrow.
Morning Neak
sorry to hear you still have the 'Plague', however I'm sure sharing it means that you are on the mend <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Of course as long as no one can trace it to you then no problems <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis did not say a WORD!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ot - Neak - could you join me in a prayer for floydray? He is a minister with a wife having an affair.
Sure, dear B. Is he on here? It must be so hard to be in that position. Bad enough with your own kids to care for, but with a whole flock to shepherd, it's gotta be unbelievable.
I hope you all had a most wonderful Christmas.
I just have a cold Neak, and now I'm glad that's all it is.
Sooooooo glad.
Was Flard visiting too, or just neakbro?
SS
What those guys had. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> And even though I got to keep my Christmas dinner, it still cost me a whole lot of eletrolytes and about $1000 in overtime. And some really sore vomiting muscles. Blech.
Neak, you'd better hope your brother doesn't ever read what you wrote about him, or he is so never speaking to you again as long as he lives! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It's no wonder that Neaksis won't admit to any bodily functions at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I guess he should be glad you didn't try to post photos, too...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Evening TL
I suppose the good news is that it wasn't influenza ..just something deadly. Eletrolytes & chalk, what a Christmas dish. I would have told them the different coloured chalk were different flavours, I suspect their taste buds were dead by then so it would have worked <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
And overtime is always handy. I just spent big on the windows for the enclosed patio, I wonder if I should say something to Aussie now or wait until hes back at the barracks unable to leave for a while? They were SLIGHTLY more expensive than I thought .. but I SAVED on the installation! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oh well the windows are installed, I've got the second roller door to install & then the concertina doors into the bay window. Oh and the electrics of course. I'd use my tax refund chq but $5.42 doesn't go far <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I guess he should be glad you didn't try to post photos, too... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
you mean you haven't seen the latest photos on your online album yet? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW, I see you are right on top of it - I probably shouldn't add to it now, I'd just mess it up.
Good job with the windows, and the roller door.
I managed to take down the Christmas lights today.
So sad, but she requested it, and I followed through.
One of the really bad things about being sick, is that even though you get to stay home, you don't feel like doing anything. That's sad too.
We should find things to be happy about instead.
Hey - no one died during that last round.
SS
Hope you feel better, SS.
Flard had the good sense to stay in AZ.
I don't have any photos of Neaksis' functions, or I would post them.
And doesn't she know it, too! Why do you think she keeps that viscious guard dog between her and any stray cameras? Actually, she IS the stray camera, but that helps keep things under control for her, too, doesn't it?
I'm going to bed now. Too much up today for the first time and I've run out of steam...such as it was to start out with...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
[color:"red"] WHAT!!!???!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
[color:"blue"] Did no one miss me??? [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
hi Cinders!!
I thought you were on holidays and enjoying yourself in the sun somewhere .......... or busy digging the old heating unit out and putting it in yourself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How was the christmas cheer and family? Got anything on for the New Year? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Last Sunday, 12/24/06, I packed up my computer and sent it home w/ a friend who installed some software and hardware, defragged my hard drive, etc. It came home today.
I was childless from Monday afternoon till yesterday afternoon.
Christmas here was small but good.
The heatpump was installed Friday morning. It's beautiful and glorious.
Now, I need the house painted. The driveway sealed, a new garage door, and (possibly) a new roof. Interior painting I can do.
Oh sure, and if we do show an interest - you say you lost the post, and drop the subject. (grin)
I agree with AW - I thought you were on a cruise in the sun.
Oh well, welcome back. At least you weren't sick? That would be good.
SS
Neak, I confess I am like the Dervish. Even now, I make sure everyone gets something FUN for Christmas among the socks, and underwear. My W got two puzzles this year. She loves to spend the Holiday week on that.
Our kids used to get new Jammies on Christmas even too. It's fun to remember.
Nothing going on here for New Years Eve. I may even get some sleep.
Attended a dinner tonight with old friends. We started a party while in HS, because we didn't want to go to wild parties. We still gather and now we include our wives. It is good to remember.
SS
I think EVERYBODY gets their kids new jammies for Christmas and give 'em to the kids on Christmas Eve. Gotta have the kids looking adorable in nice NEW jammies for those Christmas morning pics, you know!
Even if DD's hair did make her look kinda like "Wanda the Witch"...at least until I grabbed hold of her long enough to brush it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
well we were planning to go to the dogs .. really! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
However as so many are in barracks let me give you a guess where we are going. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
SS good to hear from you. Hope your Christmas was a good one and the New Year will be a great one.
We wont be going until about 10.00pm.
LC
good to hear from you too.
Hows the family? all ok?
Hey, AW!
Everybody in our family is fine! DS's kids are off visiting their mother this week, but should be home on Tuesday.
I'm working a lot...lots more than I want to, but somebody's gotta do it.
Oh...and we're going to be grandparents again! DS and his wife just announced that the rabbit died! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Since it's been 10 years since the last grandbaby (and the 10yo is THRILLED to bits, BTW), I've gotta get busy and start getting ready for the new little one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Gotta get a new crib (I KNEW I shouldn't have gotten rid of the old one!), hunt my crochet needles, and I'm going to try my hand at some heirloon sewing. DiL is Methodist, so they do the christening thing at church, so I'm planning to make a christening dress, among other things. I figure that, since I'm so SLOW, that I'd better get started doing all the tucking, ruffling, and embroidering...and MAYBE I'll have it done by the time the kid needs it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
[color:"red"] WHAT!!!???!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
[color:"blue"] Did no one miss me??? [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
We had the flu, Cinderella. We didn't miss
anything that wasn't in the immediate vicinity of the porcelain shrine. And to hear Neak tell it, at least one of us missed even
that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Hi, Lady Clueless. I'm turning 60 next month. You figured out a way yet to slow this thing down? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Hi to everybody else, too. Every room in the department is full, so this is not a computer-dallying night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
oh beautiful.. a new baby. Christening is a big deal for Methodists, Anglicans and us catholics.
can be so fun for the family, but its also a pain lol I had to do so much running around for Mikey and then Mum reminded me of heaps of things I had forgotten to do about 24 hrs before it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
but it all worked out ok.
I wanna another baby, a girl ... lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> hahaha
Aussie just wont agree. Says hes too old <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I don't want another baby. However, even if I did want one, I don't know that my ovaries would cooperate. And, if they did, you can talk about high risk the whole time.
Cinders, I think you were missed...everybody seems to have just been involved with their families and porcelain thrones lately.
Glad you got your new heater! Just in time for the worst part of our southern winters.
Well, I WANTED a new baby for years...just didn't work out that way. Luckily, my kids took over the job, although I did think they might have waited a year or two or three before getting started. I never figured on being a grandma when I was 40...let alone having 4 grandkids by the time I was 45!
Had to laugh at DS, though. He said, "Mama, I just realized that I'm gonna be raising kids all my life!" He is 35, and his current kids are 15, 13, and 10, so he is basically starting all over again with his new wife. So, given that he will be almost 36 when the new baby is born, he will be avout 54 by the time the kid graduates from high school! He is thrilled to death, though! He loves being a father, and is a very good daddy to his kids.
I do hope, even though raising 5 kids is a heavy financial burden, that they will have another one fairly soon after this one...the reason being that, with the age difference, this child will be almost like an only child as the older kids grow up and leave home. I was almost 9 years behind the rest of my siblings, and I HATED being the only one left at home!
But, that hope is best kept to myself...they will do what they want, as they should.
Oops! Dreaded DP! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I had a great time with my 'late' babies. I was 34 when the first one was born and 36 when the last one was born. I was the oldest mom on the playground. I didn't sit on the benches. I played, too. Most of the older moms were bench sitters.
Heck, I grew up with my kids! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Maybe I didn't mention it, but Val threw up spaghetti in front of the couch when she got sick. Neaksis didn't think it had been chewed at all.
Nother Dervish tale. For whatever unknown reason, he decided to put corn in the icemaker. So now every time we go to get ice, we have to pick out about 1/4 c. of frozen corn. And I am either too cheap or too lazy (or both) to dump all that ice out. There seemed to be a little less the last time.
Corn cocktail, anyone?
Cinders, welcome back! Lady C, I am so happy for you!
Happy New Year to the T&L clan!
(Including the Neaks and all derivative Sis'es Bros etc.)
T&L, I hope you are working tonight - and bring in the first baby of 2007!
If it's a boy, and the new parents are fishing around for a name, I can suggest one.
"AD" probably is a bit unusual, but who knows, it might turn out to be the most popular name of 2007. Start a trend! "Ad Sanches", "Ad Morales", "Ad Weisman", "Ad Johnson", ... "Ad Infinitum." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
-AD
T&L - Things could be worse -
MADRID, Spain - A 67-year-old woman has given birth to twin sons in the northern city of Barcelona, a hospital official said
Oh, my.....so just how long does a woman really need to be concerned with birth control? You mean, not only will this IUD live out its normal life but I may need another one to follow it?
HAPPY NEW YEAR to TL and Neak and family and Believer and well just everyone from AWSMUM
I do hope you have a good time and some family fun. Hug the dervish and the kiddie crew.
We had lots of “fun” - well AW and lover boy did. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
They also are not feeling very well this morning, no afternoon now, must of been the couple bottles of Moscato, or maybe the whiskey when lover boy was dancing the Irish reel on top of the tables with his team members as the bagpipes damaged my eardrums, or beer with whiskey chasers when the men sang? Sean Sabhat ( I hate that song because they sing it when they are being deployed like a good luck charm) . I recorded it for prosperity on my mobile phone for when I need a laugh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
They were going to leave early, I suppose when we got them into the car at 3.30am it was early in the morning, I was a bit worried about my carpet and car seats as AW looked particularly vomitus. 5 drinks and she’s sick as a dog. I'm not gloating - really - I'm her mum I don't gloat - no, I told her so is much more satisfying <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
However Mikey was having a ball at my other daughters house having lots of fun with his cousins.
Have they not figured out that there are aftereffects of drinking like that? I've only been really drunk once or twice and I don't plan on doing that ever again.
Nonetheless, I am glad everyone had a reasonably time.
Well I don't know...how long till you're 67? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We are all going with AJ on the truck tomorrow, so I'll pop in and/or send messages as I'm able. We're going to WA first, and who knows after that???
AD, I'm still waiting for you to show up. Your cup of hot chocolate is getting moldy. If you don't hurry, I might have to fix another one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Happy New Year!!!!!!!!
Hi all
I have slowly recovered from last night ... 5 drinks and I was sick as 2 hours after... I cant handle alcohol anymore so I think I'll give it up for lent ..early (except for a glass of wine with dinner or the like) . <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Aussie was DISGUSTINGLY healthy after all the whiskey he drank <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I did have fun until the drive home in mums car though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
ever laid on your bed sick as a dog when your baby /toddler wants to just play with you? someone could have shot me to make my head better <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AD, I'm still waiting for you to show up. Your cup of hot chocolate is getting moldy. If you don't hurry, I might have to fix another one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Happy New Year!!!!!!!!
When I wished you a Happy New Year, I didn't anticipate that it would make you happy to invite me over the catch the plague!
And besides, a cup of cocoa does not a dowry make. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
-AD
Well, people who abandon other people in the middle of the nuptial preparations shouldn't expect anything else, now, should they? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Happy New Year, everyone. I spent the change of the year in the operating room (as a circulating nurse, not a patient, fortunately.) Weird stuff at work lately. And lots of it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, people who abandon other people in the middle of the nuptial preparations shouldn't expect anything else, now, should they? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well.... Well... (AD desperately scrambles for a reply)...
Well....
I didn't abandone anybody!
You never mailed me the airline tickets! :scowl:
-AD
AD
that is such a poor excuse. I feel you need to work on it a bit more.
Last time I heard you had left the downtown crisis centre and just hitched your way home. Talk about non commitment! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I mean trying to blame the whole thing on not getting a ticket? really! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
AWsmum
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
You mean he was having a crisis and they let him walk out and hitch his way home? I would have thought they might have at least have given him an ambulance ride to the emergency room/casualty department. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Sheesh - a man has invaded our aisle!!!!! Am I the only one on the aisle today? Boy, y'all must be too old to need to shop here.
Hello there!
We are still in WA. We could not get the reload that was planned for us, because the highway between here and Yakima was closed this morning due to avalanche. Or "allantch", in Dervishese. So we reload tomorrow.
Right now we're parked in the parking lot of the Super Mall in Auburn. It rained SOOOOOOOOOOO hard today!!! The bad thing is the bathrooms will close at 9pm, but the good news is it will be dark enough to make the kids (TMI ALERT!!!) go under the trailer. It's just like camping, except that we got to eat veggie corn dogs for lunch.
The boys and I climbed their rock wall today. Mr. C and I made it all the way to the top and rang the buzzer. I am a bit sore, but I made it!
Right after we got in the truck, the rain went from veryveryvery hard to vertical flood.
One bad thing is the only bag I forgot had all our books in it. So it turned out to be a good thing for us that a bookstore was going out of business. $2 for all hardbacks, and $1 for all paperbacks. So for about $10 we got a nice quiet afternoon back in the truck. All of our coats are hanging all over to try and dry out.
Did I mention they had a Cinnabon? I am just waiting till the kids go to sleep before I crack it out.
And a quick[ ;'p;p;p turn through Harry and David's made me wish I were rich. Yummy! I'll take one of those, and one of those, and seventeen of those......we didn't even go into Bed, Bath, and Beyond. (AJ is just realizing that, if you heard the loud groans. Also the little sic above was him playing with my keys. TMI again, right?)
Hope everyone is dry and warm like we are, but maybe not as crowded. Boy am I glad all over again for those books!
Happy January 2 to all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Glad you are well. Give everyone a hug for me. And, enjoy that Cinnabon for me. With my training thing, I am starting to look at food differently.
So, how do vegetarians consume the protein needed by their bodies. I am training for a half marathon and was wondering about that. I'm not a real big meat eater but not ready to give it up.
Hiya guys
just taking notes here, raining, stuck in a small truck cabin (cabin will be close enough), bed, seats, ... oh and far away from home .. and MUST have a loo and maybe a spa .. have I forgotten anything? oh ... kids well THATS not happening on my trip lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />... mum what are you doing for 2 or 3 days? nothing ? good!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
but I need my Mikey fix, how about ..no that won't work I couldn't stand the smirks.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Mobile phone and video ... mum will just have to put up with calls every hour or so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I though Cinnabon was a bakery franchise? We have fresh cinnamon buns here with raisins and swirled dough which are very yummy with fresh butter, I usually make make my own butter for those slurrrrp <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> but oh so full of bad things <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> now I'm drooling .. stupid diet ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I once made some incredible sour dough cinnamon rolls. Lots of cinnamon, sugar, butter, pecans.....concocted them up from scratch. Didn't write down any of the details. Have never been able to do so well again.
So, I would dearly love some home baked cookies. But, do I see anyone around here baking? Nope. Baked nothing during the holidays. Church party was a seated dinner in an art gallery. Work party...wait, I did bake something. Party mix - 'Nuts & Bolts' as it is called in my family....cereal, nuts, pretzels, butter, and seasonings all stirred together then slow baked for 3 hours....yup, 3 hours.
Cinders,
I can make pancakes from scratch on my own, but most baking, I need to read all about it first. Good for you.
Well Neak, it could be worse. The sleeper could leak.
Hi T&L. Hope the operating room was OK. It doesn't sound fun to me.
Hi AW. You gals make me humgary. I think I'll get some sleep, and try to forget about food. With my luck, I'll dream about it though. Probably all night.
SS shakes head, thinking about Neak and family in a sleeper.
SS
I hope no one had baked beans in tomato sauce for dinner in that sleeper <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Also the little sic above was him playing with my keys. TMI again, right?)
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Why on earth would you consider it TMI that your husband played with your ke--oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Never mind.
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Why on earth would you consider it TMI that your husband played with your ke--oh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Never mind.
t&l
Snickering <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
hows work tl? busy still? I'm on leave until 15 Jan & enjoying the break, but want time with Aussie which is hard to get right now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Even a truck journey would be nice <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
It rained all night long, now got to get everyone up and go to eat breakfast.
AJ
What? No breakfast in bed? Wouldn't that be easier?
SS
Mac's pancake breaky...... extra syrup pls <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well thank God.... Aussies home ... now I can go to bed...
dd has a girlfriend over and they have been talking to her man at long last on the web ... she's match making friend to another soldier... group misery is better than single misery apparently <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
night all..AJ no eating while you are driving ... drooling makes the wheel slippery <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Cinders, why didn't you bake during the holidays? If you like baking, you can bake. Even if you don't eat it yourself, you can give it away. However, with the ages of your children, that shouldn't be a problem.
AW - I think I already quoted this once, but I'll do it again. It's in reference to your tagline.
Money can't buy love, but it does buy chocolate ............. lots of it!!!
Money can't buy happiness either, but it can let you be unhappy in some really nice places.
Now, having said that..... AW, you need a good long talk with a really good friend, don't you. Aussie could (should) do it, but it sounds like he is busy. He doesn't realize what he is doing........... or not doing, as the case may be. He SHOULD though. He really should.
We can't help much, but we care.
SS
Neak, I wish I could have been at the bookstore sale. I love good books.
What did you get?
I may very well have filled the truck up had I been there.
SS
I bet we have enough books to open our own bookstore....sheesh.
I had some trouble getting with the plan for the holidays. FOO stuff is weighing on me. Mom chewed me out so badly Christmas night it wasn't funny. And I know that all the anger focused at me is misplaced.
There were 2 significant apartment/condo fires in town between Thanksgiving and Christmas. One next to the senior apartment building where my mom lives and one burned the home of a woman who works where I work. In Feb of 2006, my cousin's only child was killed in a car wreck.
I didn't bake because....I was busy working and driving children around and feeling that enough is as good as a feast.
And fretted over money some.
And there is so much crammed into so little time.
Just couldn't do it all.
It's never too late to bake a little when you are not rushed from Christmas. But Rella, baking or no baking, you are blessed.
Books...I got a book about tornadoes, a little tiny book about saying sorry, a story about a toucan where the top of the book is the toucan's head and you can snap his beak, s wilderness survival for kids book by Tom Brown, basketball bloopers, inside the life of Tara Lipinski, a Barney coloring book, and more.
One book that sneaked along in a pre-sealed grab bag is going STRAIGHT to Neaksis' kids. It is how to make DOZENS AND DOZENS of art project from junk that any sane person would THROW AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Also in the grab bag was a funny little Old West story, a bit too intense for the kids, but very enjoyable for me. It is written in the old style, with lots of gratuitous capital letters. The author did a superb job of letting the boy's sanctimonious self-righteousness seep out insidiously, rather than bluntly stating it. It was like reading a glimpse into the mind of Mr. C, but set in 1800's Tombstone.
We all just descended the hill into CA, and are just approaching the bug station. All we have on is some empty pallets, so they don't care about us. They cannot possibly know there is a Dervish on board, or they might worry about communicable organisms, safe load notwithstanding.
Oh, AJ had breakfast in bed this morning, but everybody else had to get up. Technically, he was sitting up, but he was sitting on the bed so I still count it as being in bed.
All the kidlets are long since asleep, and we will stop as soon as we get to Weed. It rained very hard for much of the trip, but has cleared up again for now. Naturally most of the rain came during my turn at the wheel. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, nite again, and a special thanks to Neaksis for holding down the fort.
I love baking things but then I eat too much! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I've got a 24 ft wall x 8 ft high of Aussies books, plus 3 tea chests, come help yourself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS I don't know about talking but I would really like some Aussie time. with no one else around, no housework to do, no parenting to do, a night would be ok, a full day even.
Neak, one day you will look back on all these road trips and they will give you a fond memory or two ...just like all those house moves we had with the Army <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Guess where we went today? Opera! yep true, I‘m cultured out!!
Aussie loves some of it & I like it so a freebie opportunity was just too good to not use.
It was a Three Tenors Tribute Show where we heard
Still call Australia home
You`ll never walk alone, I believe
I think these are from Mario Lanza concerts - Be my love, For the first time, The loveliest night of the year
From“Westside Story”- Maria, Somewhere, Tonight
You are my hearts delight
Waltzing Matilda – different I give you
My Fair Lady – Medley
Danny boy – sniffle material
This is the moment from Jeckel & Hyde
The music of the night from Phantom of the Opera
The impossible dream from Man of La Mancha – ok extra sniffle
And then some Arias:
La Donna e` Mobile from Verdi`s “RIGOLETTO”
E lucevan le stelle from Puccini`s “TOSCA”
Nessun dorma from Puccini`s “TURANDOT”
Vesti la giubba from PAGLIACCI
Una furtiva lagrima from L`ELISIR D`AMOR
Recondita armonia from Puccini`s “TOSCA”
Che gelida manina from LA BOHEME
And the good old Italian Classics:
O` sole mio – absolutely wonderful !!!!
Torna a Surriento
Funiculi` Funicula`
Con te partiro or Time to say goodbye
Un amore cosi` grande
Dicitancello vuie
Core `n grato
Mamma
Mattinata
Non ti scordar di me
and some Spanish Classics:
Granada
Solamente una vez
Amapola
Cielito lindo
I was so dressed to the nines, a dress I haven’t been able to wear for years on (diet & exercise is working but slowly), a red silk slinky thing, warpaint, the whole thing, ............... and Aussie goes back to work !!
They can go stick their Tactical & Operational Readiness Group right where the sun does not shine, that’s what!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I want my chocolate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Guess where we went today? Opera! yep true, I‘m cultured out!!
Aussie loves some of it & I like it so a freebie opportunity was just too good to not use.
It was a Three Tenors Tribute Show where we heard
And the good old Italian Classics:
O` sole mio – absolutely wonderful !!!!
Did you ever notice a similarity between that song and 'It's Now Or Never' by Elvis?
Chocolate for everyone!!!!!!
Neak, who found herself with one burning question after her arrival home last night: How much corn was in the icemaker, anyway???
Neaksis, will you pass the popcorn?
burrrrrrrrrp passing the block of raisin & macadamia dark choc
pardon <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Sorry no Lindt balls left, its a fight now between mum & DD & I on who gets what choc now ... lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Well, tonight we had Ginger Beef and brown rice, broccoli w/ Italian Dressing, and Apple Dumplings for dinner. It was a production unlike most of the dinners I fix.
After all, I took an annual day today. Just to play w/ my teenage daughter.
I got up and took son to school. Came home to find daughter still in bed. So, I crawled in my bed. A few minutes later, she came and crawled in with me about 8:30. That was the last thing I knew until she woke me up at 2:57. We had 3:00 orthodontist appointments. So much for the day's plans. But, at least she knows I tried. With the respiratory, ear, and eye infections, I guess my body just shut down for the day.
The family that sleeps together stays together. I'm sure I heard that somewhere. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Get well ASAP, and that's an order!
Slept all day today. Just got up at 5:40 p.m.
This sleeping all day messes up your medication schedule.
The family that sleeps together stays together. I'm sure I heard that somewhere. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
National Lampoons European Holiday perhaps? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm shuddering with remembered - fond memories of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> - joy of 4 girls in a tent on one side and a boy on the other and the referee (myself) in the middle, let alone a sleeper!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
AW is still sound asleep after a night up with Mikey to about 4 am. I wouldn't say she is exactly paranoid. Perhaps understandably over anxious.
tl how are you? very quiet I can see. Are you well and less worn out these days?
Hows your H and life in general?
My own dear clam is working again today which for being a retired person seems to be ironic. when he was 'working' he had weekends off, now that he's 'retired' he's working 7 days a week. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The $$$$ are extremely good however we don't need it, no mortgage or anything and as we don't travel because he doesn't like travel so I don't see the point. Perhaps its a man thing. I don't think he knows what to do with himself frankly if he retired for good.
AWSMUM
I don't think he knows what to do with himself frankly if he retired for good.
He would spend all that wonderful free time
supervising you!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Trust me on this. When my husband retires, I'm going to have to work 7 days/week, instead of 6, just in self-defense! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ahhhhh.....this is the good side of singledom. Of course, when you are sick, there is no one to fetch you soup and water.
When my husband retires......
Or expand your collection of word games. The library one is lots of fun.
Rella, that's the main disadvantage of cyber-friends, too. Cyber-soup just isn't quite as soothing.
{{{{{{{Mum and Clan}}}}}}}}}
You know, when you feel yucky and you've been sleeping for hours, it is nice to have someone there to check on you. But not nice enough to make me want my x back.
No Explanation Needed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img 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I'm guessing the troop is home and the children are safe and snug in their own beds.
OMG No Explanation Needed
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my mothers got to you!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
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ROTFLMAO [/color]
AW - I was just talking about you on Patriots thread. And here you are.
I didn't know AW was a fan of the Pats. What does New England have that Tennessee doesn't have?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I don't think he knows what to do with himself frankly if he retired for good.
He would spend all that wonderful free time supervising you!! Trust me on this. When my husband retires, I'm going to have to work 7 days/week, instead of 6, just in self-defense! I think my W used to worry about that too.
Now days, we both look forward to it. MB has been a big help at our house.
Cinders, I hope you are well today.
Nice to have someone check on you, but not enough to want XH back. That says a great deal. I do hope you are well.
AW,
Did you ever get your Aussie time?
Neak,
I hope things continue to improve. It really is a process, and takes time. Attitude is important in your spouse. If you know their attitude is good, it's easier to put up with their lack of perfection on any given day. So, I hope you get what you need from him most days, and he from you.
Neak sis, I hope you are doing well. For someone with such a bright personality, you sure are quiet.
SS
Today, my other ear hurts. Yup, it hurts. And the antibiotics apparently did a number on the good microbes/flora/fauna/whatever in my mouth and suppressed that stuff, too....so, now, my mouth is sore and that is affecting the glands in my mouth and neck/throat.
Could someone give me some more of that tylenol w/ codeine so I could sleep till I'm well.
Oh, and I started my traction for the 2 ruptured disks in my neck.
Oy vey!!!!
I sound like I'm falling apart.
Got new prescription for different antibiotics. I am not having fun. Not!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
{{{{{{{Sick Rella}}}}}}}}
Well Rella, you could be glad it's not morning sickness.
I don't mean to tease you - what with you being sick and all.
I should probably erase this, and start over. It will just make me look bad.
When I'm tired, even my humor is sick.
No pun intended.
SS
Aussie time? NO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
washing time? YES <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
TL mum so agrees with you!! she is thinking of asking what age long can she work too! lol though perhaps not so funny if I was mum! dad can be ..um ... an interfering darling at times <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
rella sleep & get better sweets. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak hows the gang and all things? do you have a rest coming up yet? or was that the trip <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> [hope I'm joking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />]
what about the books?????????? when??????
Clearing out Aussies email account today...how in Gods name does a person who hardly answers his email ever get so many I ask you? hundreds of them!! and not one girlfriend ...I checked hehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ...well Harley says not to trust 100% all the time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm on a trip, but the storm made it pretty easy.
First we got laid over a night waiting for a load, and now I am parked in Talent, OR, waiting to see if the pass opens up. If not, it will be open tomorrow. I am not chaining this thing up by myself!
AJ was some hours ahead of me and made it over before it was restricted, which is good since he's supposed to be in Fresno at 6am.
The snow was so beautiful today! I can't wait till Neaksis comes with me for our own little girly wintertime adventure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak - You are ALONE, parked and waiting to see if the pass opens? YIKES!!!!!!
Please be careful.
Yeah, junk email stinks.
Yeah, a girly girl trip in a truck....that's a bizarre thought.
Time to take some medicine and go to bed. I think I forgot my antibiotics this morning. Gotta check and see. And don't forget about traction for my neck. That's another 15 minutes. Playing games on the computer is much more fun than this getting well business.
Sorry, did not mean to worry you. I am parked in a well-lit parking lot next to a gas station and a Wal-Mart, and lots of other trucks (too lazy to chain up, lol), and AJ showed me how to seatbelt the doors shut so they cannot be opened even if the lock is picked.
We went and got a nutritious <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> supper and came back to settle in for the night. Le Dervishe slept till 6, so I got him some crafts to keep him busy for a while.
I called road info, and the snow has slowed but they are still requiring chains, so I'm going to bed.
We went and got a nutritious supper
Made me laugh -
We pray for your safety.
SS
Take care, Neak! We need for you to stay safe and well.
Yes Neak
hope you had a good night and that you can get moving again asap... putting chains on is painful and hard work
Now THAT will be a trip to remember ... "girl time" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak--Didn't want to call and wake you before your time and have no idea when your "time" will be, but as of 0320 Siskyou Pass was still closed unless you had chains (on all 12 tires?). Are you on the road yet? Moving, I mean.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I never had to drive a vehicle of any sort with chains in snow so I wouldn't know, but it sounds to me that driving a truck with chains in snow may be a job and a half <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
tl I think Neak should ring in to you or Neaksis on a very regular basis so you all don't worry ... like we do <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Driving a truck with chains is not hard. You just be patient and go slow. Putting chains on a truck is hard.
It was a beautiful sunrise, and the lowest temp I had was 18F.
That sounded bad enough till AJ's brother called to say it was -40 there in MT. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Suddenly 18 seemed rather warm and friendly.
So now I am still waiting for them to finish unloading me so I can go home. And the Dervish, now awake from his late nap, is waiting to play Click N Read, so for a change I'm going to be nice and actually share the computer with him.
Who has a lovely chocolate bar for me?
Maybe Neak should just call all of us.
Maybe I should be grateful I am going to have to walk 4 - 6 miles in 55 degree weather Saturday morning. I could be in the Walmart parking lot when it is 18 degrees.
Driving a truck with chains is not hard. You just be patient and go slow.
well that would explain my tractor experience then
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I've got some Lindt Excellence yummmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Who has a lovely chocolate bar for me?
I got too many for Christmas - it was on my list, and an easy one to come up with, so lots contributed.
Take your pick - everyone can take a turn, but Neak first.
Lindor Truffles - Swiss Dark Chocolate with a smooth filling.
Lindt Swiss Classic - Miks Chocolate with whole hazelnuts.
Hershey - Pure Dark with almonds, cranberries, and blueberries.
Most of a box of "Sees"
Lindt - Swiss Bittersweet Fine Dark Chocolate.
Lindt - Waffers with Milk Chocolate.
I have two or three of nearly all of them. Help yourselves.
We're going to the mountains to play in that same snow Neak was so glad to get out of alive.
I love long weekends.
Cinders, relax this weekend. Those same problems will be there next week, excited to bother you all over again. Let them fend for themselves this weekend, and you think about happy things.
T&L,
People care. Even if they don't write much, they care.
AW,
I have faith in Aussie. I hope he's as good as I think he is. You would know. What do you think?
Believer,
Don't think you are forgotten. Thanks for the example, people do notice.
CC,
We know you're out there. I keep hoping you'll give another report.
Neaksis - God is aware of your dreams. He'll help, because that's what he does. He's good at it too. Really good at it.
See you all next week.
SS
SS, with all that chocolate, you sound like the makings of a giant zit!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Did your dentist hire all these people to give you gifts? Does he appreciate you putting his kids through college? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I got an email from CC. She's keeping tabs on us , but not saying much at the moment; however, it sounds like she's hanging in there and keeping on keeping on. Sometimes that's just the best you can do, I think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I was going to chat a bit more before logging off for the weekend, but Neaksis' adoptees biodad just showed up for his visit with the kids, so I guess I'll be going now and tend to my immediate knitting, so to speak. He'll be here till Saturday noc. The kids have been looking forward to seeing him, and I'm hoping we have another lovely time together with everybody. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
hugs [[[[[[ TL ]]]]]]
SS Hi
1 hope all is well your side of the big pond.
oh and I have this absolute craving right now for
Lindt - Swiss Bittersweet Fine Dark Chocolate.
and tomatoes. go figure that one. sliced, diced, whole with salt yum. must be something missing in my diet or this rotten cold or flu or whatever that hit me last day or two
oh well no use sitting down, clothes don't wash themselves sadly.
I used to be able to find Ghiardelli dark chocolate squares with a chocolate orange filling. I loved those things but can't find them any more. Bummer.
Missed the team training session this morning. Made a wrong turn and got lost. So, on my own, I walked almost 5 miles. It was expected to rain hard all day but it is not raining yet. That made it so much easier.
What is going on in the village? I can't figure out......what all the editing is about.
hi rella
I think some ref was made to another poster or two that had been very difficult and made assumptions etc.
I think the rules say we shouldn't do that.
However doesn't matter what we think the mods are always right <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
hows the tl clan today? everyone getting over their colds and flu? ...eat lots of chocolate its good for you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Personally, I am still on antibiotics for my ears. Resulting from the yuck with my sinuses. But I'm going to survive all that. And my neck is still feeling better after my epidural injection. I slept several hours this afternoon. Naps help when you don't feel up to snuff.
How curative is chocolate?
Choccy cures EVERYTHING!!!
I'm too scared to venture into the middle of any frays, no matter who is right or wrong. I have this overwhelming need right now for light, fluffy, and happy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> (And chocolate.)
The latest news on our naughty brood: last night, Mr. Computer lit a sparkler, which was bad, then the Dervish and Neaksis' oldest (at 13 he ought to know better!!!!!!!!!) threw it out the bedroom window, jumped out after it, and PEED on it to put it out.
Which has led to the most interesting discussion of why oh why oh why boys pee on everything. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I can't believe I put all that chocolate out there, and no one took any.
What should I do with it now?
SS
I want it!!!!!!
I had to come out of hiding to get the chocoalte and rescue the thread!
BTW, t&l, Thanks for updating everyone about me. Did u answer me by e mail? Not that you have to but I get so much junk e mail that I may delete the important e mails without even realizing it. I hate misunderstandings.... and I know I've missed some e mails this way.
Now I go back to hiding. There's nothing to update at the moment.Life is just life.
There's nothing to update at the moment.Life is just life.
You may do much the same thing from day to day, but you are important to us. Your thoughts and feelings are important, and I know you have those every day.
Take all the chocolate you want, until it's gone.
Thanks for saying "HI" to us. It's always good to hear from you.
We hope you, and your daughters are all doing well. I was hoping you would have your dream job by now, and have all the problems of life resolved. (Mostly so you could tell me how to do it.) I guess I'll just have to keep working on it myself. (grin)
Come back often.
SS
Hi SS,
I get this thread thru e mail so I know about all you guys do. Every now and then I'll check the rest of the forum. I would love to know how Caren is, and Gramn and lemonman, they ahve been gone for a long time.
I now liten to Dr. Harley every day, for 3 hours. Hard work! But it's worth it.
It's summertime here. The girls left on the 1st of the year. They went to the beach with friends and haven't been back since. We talk on the phone and they seem to be having fun. I guess they'll come back next week because in february they have to study for exams.
I am enjoying being alone although the dog is around and he's not that easy to manage... he has to be fed and he's spoilt about being with people and I obviously leave him alone for long hours...
At work things will change but it's not supposed to be for the better for me. It may not make much of a difference either, but things will happen in the next month or so.
Otherwise there is nothing much to tell.
Not quite, but getting there.... After all it only depends on ME!
I still need a little more chocolate
Save some for me, since it's calorie free. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Isn't it, SS?
CC, good to hear that you are doing ok. You will get happy again no problem, but a good character is something not easily come by. You are blessed to have one, and I hope someday your WH chooses to have one again, too, even if the 2 of you don't reconcile. In the end, our character is all we have left.
I'll have another chocolate covered cherry, please.
Thanks CC,
Prayers will continue.
Take all the chocolate you want.
No calories at all - since it's over the internet.
Fiber optics lines take all the calories out.
I can't believe it!
I didn't even leave any in my desk drawer!!!
Neak, maybe they do it to mark their territory. Mistakes, and all.
I can't remember if I did that, and I don't know if I would admit it if I had done it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS
Don't admit it. That's fine. Even the PORH can be carried too far! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I want some chocolate. Dark, please. And fat free. Excuse me, just why did the good Lord invent cholesterol if it is bad for you? And how, pray tell, can vegetables and fruits have fat? Excuse me, that is wrong!!!!!!
Just plain WRONG!!!!!
I remembered to bring some to work today.
It's the Hershey Dark, with the nuts, and cranberries, and blueberries.
It's pretty good actually, but doesn't have the bouquet of the Lindt.
Change is good though, I can see that.
I'll just set it here, on top of the monitor, and anyone that wants some can take some.
Cinders, do you do more miles on Saturday when you have more time? My W used to do about 20 miles on Saturday the year she ran the local marathon. It was good for her health, but not so good for trying to spend time together.
Hi CC !!!
Have a good weekend. How warm is it where you are?
Let's see what's for lunch today..............
Lucky me, it's Pasta, and Alfredo Sauce, with Brussel Sprouts.
Chocolate to top it off, and it's Friday. Now if I could only figure out how to get a 20 hour work week and have the same pay.
Maybe 10 hours?
T&L,
You still working 60 to 80 a week?
I haven't heard a comprehensive report from AW in a while. Does that mean Aussie is getting home early?
Or is Mikey sick?
Stop now, or have another piece?
Well, it is Friday. I vote for one more, or maybe two.
SS
And....... BTW, what is the punishment now days for lighting sparklers in the house. I can tell you what the punishment was for lighting the neighbors garage on fire in 1966.
SS
Let's just say it involves "bears" and "bottoms". We are nothing if not traditional.
Too bad switches are illegal in CA. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi SS, Neak, Rella and TL
garages, sparkles...where's the fireworks?? Oh that was AFTER <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I had a boring childhood by the sounds of it compared to yours SS. Aussie blew trams, walls and letter box's up which probably explains a LOT of things <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I suspect I was an angel <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, no no you don't need to ask my mum I'm sure she will agree <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, this has been a hard few weeks for training....almost 2 weeks with respiratory virus/related cruds - ears, cough, etc. Last week my knee did something weird.....something happened in the back of my knee. Now, the chiropractor things there may be something wrong w/ iliotibial band on R leg. Add to that, my 2 herniated disks in my neck and needing to do neck traction daily which I am not getting done.
I'm not walking like I should be.
Let alone getting w/ the plan and raising my money to fight leukemia, lymphoma, myeloma, and other blood related cancers.
Oh, and this past Tuesday a friend of my daughter was killed in a single car accident in which she was driving. I took daughter to funeral home last night. I am taking her to funeral today. Her dad didn't get the need. So, I have missed three training sessions w/ the group and have to leave early today. Can only spend about 40 minutes walking - about 2 miles - not the 6 or so I need to do.
I had an angelic childhood, too. AJ hit mailboxes with baseball bats.
So who does the Dervish take after again???
Rellla, your poor daughter. But you can only do what you can do, and I hereby give you permission to miss all the walking you need to to support your daughter. You can walk anytime, and she needs you. {{{{{{{{Cinders and kids}}}}}}}}}}}
So sad....you shouldn't have to go to funerals for children....or for the parents of sub-adult children.
She asked to spend the night w/ a friend. Didn't want to let her do it....church tomorrow morning. Forgot she is supposed to help w/ children's worship. Let her go, though. Because, sometimes you just need your friends.
Well, she is doing ok. That is good.
Quick note:
We went to pick up AJ last night, and it was freezing so of course I left the car on so the heater would run while I helped carry stuff over to the trunk.
I was standing on the outside step of the truck, holding on, when there was a crash that knocked my feet loose, and if I hadn't been holding on I would have fallen. Imagine my surprise (understatement of the year) when I looked behind me thinking earthquake, and saw the car a few feet away, one Dervish at the wheel.
Then imagine my surprise (second understatement of the year) when, in his frantic efforts to undo the damage he had done, said Dervish then put the car into reverse.
Doors that lock when the car goes into gear are not always a helpful feature.
Mr. C and the Princess were somewhat less than happy at being included in a joyride, and who knows what would have happened if Mr. C had not set aside his usual loquaciousness in favor of prompt action, and jumped into the front seat to push on the brake until a badly shaken Dervish could unlock the door.
As the very least of it, the Dervish is now banned from ever going into the front seat ever ever ever again, as long as he lives. That may cause some resentment when he reaches the age of sixteen, but I am prepared to deal with that.
My hyper startle reflex is now honed to new levels. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
All in favor of selling the Dervish on ebay say aye! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cinders, so sorry for the loss.
But yes, glad she is doing OK, and hope for steady improvement.
Neak,
How much damage?
To the car - and the truck. I am sure the Dervish will recover just fine.
BTW, I never did the car thing. My sister did it, and the damage to the car kept me from going to dinner on my B-day one year. Oh, the agony of it all. I'm sure I'll recover in time.
I know she still feels bad about it. She send me a B-day card last year.
Too bad switches are illegal in CA.
Yes, now that society is enlightened, and we no longer use switches, is there less crime? Are there fewer problems?
It makes one wonder.
SS
As far as selling the Dervish -
Do any of your neighbors need an indentured servant?
For cheap?
SS
No real damage to the car, damage to one panel of the truck.
Itchin' fer a switchin'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Nothing on a truck is cheap. If the neighbors need an indentured servant, they'll have to pay more than the going rate. And they might, if they didn't know him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
After I parked up at the school to p/u the kids, another parent came over. "Did you know that your son had the back door open all the way across the parking lot, with one leg hanging out?"
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
"No, heh heh, actually I didn't. Um, thank you."
~head hangs in shame~
Neaksis, I may leave him with you in the mornings for a day or two, long enough for at least one of my eyes to stop twitching.
Mine do that too - when I'm too stressed out.
I think I'm going to go to son's bedroom and see if I can help him settle his brain to do his homework.
My, my! That Dervish is certainly a busy lil' guy!
Sounds like Dervish is a younger version of our DGS#3! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
When DGS#3 was about 4, my H decided to mow the yard while I was at Walmart. DGS#3 and DGS#1 were left behind with H. H had parked his brand spanking new pickup truck (only had it 2 days) in the driveway, underneath a big ol' cedar tree.
As it happens, it was an unusually windy day, so the top of that ol' cedar tree was swaying wildly in the wind.
Our parking area goes right up to the den (which used to be our garage). The den has four 3' wide windows across that end, with a window A/C unit in one of the windows. DGS#1 was in the den, watching TV.
Lo and behold! DGS#1 heard a crash, looked up, saw the A/C coming out of the window, and ran for his life! As he so eloquently stated, "MeMe, I was just sitting there, watching TV...and all of a sudden, I heard a noise and here comes the air conditiner, so I jumped up and RAN!"
Well, DH did not hear the truck crank up due to the noise of the mower, but he did look up and notice that the truck was missing from where he had parked it...WITH THE DANGED KEYS IN THE IGNITION!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So...H comes running to see what happened and finds his brand new truck, parked jammed up to the house (with a broken grill, no less!), and a jubilant DGS#3 jumping out and hollering, "Hey, Paw! I saved your truck!"
H hollered, "What do you mean...YOU SAVED MY TRUCK????" DGS#3 triumphantly proclaimed, "I saved your truck so that big ol' tree wouldn't fall on it and mash it!"
Well, H managed to compose himself and spare giving DGS#3 the rear-end warming bit, but gave him a stern lecture, saying, "If you EVER see a key in something and crank it up again, I'm gonna tear your butt up!"
Well...about 30 minutes later, H had to stop the lawn mower and go to the shed to get something. Just as he was heading back around the house toward the lawn mower, he had to jump out of the way. Yep! You guessed it! DGS#3 was driving again!!
This time, it was quite a while before he could sit comfortably again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Oh..and the air conditioner went right back in place after H had to adjust the window frame, which was slightly ajar.
So far, neither of my children have had similar incidents - but I did - when I was about 5. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My mom had gone in to leave my sister with her sitter. I was sitting in the car by the street. Somehow, I managed to engaged the clutch and get the car in gear and get the parking brake off. The car rolled over the sitter's mailbox and into the ditch.
Afterwards, whenever anyone tried to discuss it w/ me, my reply was always, "I seepy." Who is going to argue too much with a sleepy 5yo?
Good morning to all AWsmum just dropping in for a hello.
I have read some of the wonderful Dervishes adventures - you know Neak I can see a new Huckleberry Finn-like story in his latest load of adventures, written by good old mum of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> (ok not so OLD to us ancients) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You may start an entire new adventure series just like JK Rowling did!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
AW is currently chewing Aussies ear about something and he most likely has done something wrong because he's doing that male thing - ' But.. but ,,,, but '- which usually indicates he KNEW when he did whatever that he was going to be sprung.
Being the wise person I am, older sounds so much closer to the truth <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, I made myself scarce before sides were chosen.
LC aren't GC just wonderful? You get to hand them back just after you have filled them up with RED cordial. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
If AW should ever try to tell you my darling GC were wonderful angels of behaviour, that is just so big a fib I would choke.
JJ especially was a right royal pain in the you know where, whereas I do admit Lizzy was just plain old fashioned stubborn. Once her mind was made up it was immovable. (Not that much has changed though she has a heart of gold) meek??? ... I think not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
JJ was known as the Flash. He would take off at a moments notice and leave mum in a panic half the time. We are talking from about 2 years old on. Once when he was just 3 and a bit AW and the two little ones then - Lizzy and JJ - all gaily waved goodbye to Aussie off on another trip to God knows where and as the truck disappeared down the street AW turned back to the house with Lizzy in hand and said come on JJ back in the house ... JJ? JJ? then a yelled JJ??? no response. So she grabs Lizzy and walks back out the front and no sign. Nothing. rushes next door, across the road, to the other side still no sign. Grabs the car, drives around the block, no sign. Of course imagine the panic. So she widens the search, stops rings the neighbours. everyone is out and looking.
Some bright spark neighbour quickly decides the obvious and he says to AW "I think we should call the Police missus"
Approximately 40 mins had passed by now. So he rings for her as she is in tears and when she finally got to the phone the police woman says "well I thought you would ring any moment I have this little boy in our station who's naked as a jay bird (why do males ALWAYS take off their clothes??) and he points down the road and mutters "solars" - I presume he was saying 'soldiers' for his dad of course - apparently the Police had picked him up 3 blocks away from their house. He had taken off after his dad and no one had seem him following.
Needless to say AW was relieved and embarrassed to pick up the little fellow.
Hard to believe that the giant who visits us these days was that little boy. However I do enjoy repeating the story to his girlfriends ... perhaps I should call it the Free Willy story <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
As far as selling the Dervish -
Do any of your neighbors need an indentured servant?
For cheap?
SS
The Ransom of Red Chief by O. Henry. You can read it on-line...and
should.
Early Dervish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Selling him wouldn't be a moneymaker. Believe me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Doesn't sound like selling JJ would have been the best use of resources, either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OMG mum should never have told that story!!
I was so so embarrassed, what a poor mother, I felt like a complete hopeless case I can tell you. A 'neked' child running around in the streets and then in the arms of the law !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SOME mothers can be so cruel
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I would once have been of the sort to turn up my nose and say, only to myself, "What kind of mother would let that happen?"
Now I simply thank God that this particular thing hasn't been done by the Dervish.....yet.
It is amazing how the Dervish has rid me of all feelings of superiority.
LMAO - The Free Willy Story...............
one paper bag ..with eye holes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak I'm sure thats EXACTLY what the police thought ...thank God for Army transfers we left there not long after <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
you know, I never did break him of that wondering habit ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I blame Aussie, he passed it down in the genes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and speaking of my big son, he just rode into the carport on a m/c !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
and he's wearing a black T shirt which says ......
I use the Bank of Dad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My chiropractor got on my case today.
I had been to see the orthopedist about my knee. So, the chiropractor expressed his displeasure in the silent way....at least that's how I felt.
He told me that it was important to take care of my body. He was once young and stupid and didn't do so. Ran too much and too hard. Has had surgery on one knee 3 times and the other once. That 5 months or so was not long to train to walk 13.1 miles and walking, if done on pavement, could be very hard on your body. Between the IT band problems, the probable pulled hamstring, and the two herniated disks in my neck, I might need to reconsider. But, I feel like I would let some people down. However, those same people would tell me to quit if my body told me this was the wrong thing to do.
I see the neurosurgeon tomorrow. On Feb 5, I see the orthopedist again.
I need to decide what to do. I don't know....well, maybe I do. Maybe I do and just don't like what I think my body is saying.
I vote listen to your body. You will let your peeps down if you become crippled. {{{{{{{{Rella}}}}}}}}}}}
AW, pass me a bag with eye holes, too. Hardly a day goes by one wouldn't come in handy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish yesterday, and now the Princess, have come down with fevers. Someone will not be going to school today. (pout)
The neurosurgeon says I can neckhoop a little if it doesn't hurt.
Neak...
I saw a sweatshirt with this saying on it:
"I love to give homemade gifts...
which one of my children
would you like?"
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Cinderella,
You need to take care of your body.
I have a couple of "leaky" disks in my vertebrae, plus what I suspect is scar tissue (from an old injury) around my sciatic nerve in my left hip, plus a really bad knee that I'm supposed to get replaced.
With the sciatic nerve thing, I am literally unable to walk more than about 3/4 mile. Any more than that, and I am on the ground in tears.
The chiropractor can usually fix me up when my back and hip go out.
With the knee thing..I have to be very careful when I first stand up, because it is very painful when I first put weight on that leg. I'm usually able to hobble along, sometimes without much pain, but usually with enough pain that I limp. Cold weather doesn't help it much, either.
Anyway, I KNOW you want to do the marathon (and I admire you for your commitment!), but don't be a glutton for punishment. Even with all the medical miracles that are being performed today, you could STILL end up in a wheelchair. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
Hey!! Maybe you could do the marathon in a wheelchair! Would that work? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
ROFL Lady C!!!!! Any guesses who would be first on the chopping block? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
All the kids are home today, in various stages of fever-sick.
Phone ringing, must dash.
Lemme know if there are any takers....
Leo got a t-shirt for Christmas that boldly states what everyone thinks:
"Just be glad you aren't my parents."
What about the bumper sticker that says: "I embarrass my children"?
and I cry and cry all day.
Kimmy - lol, the Dervish needs a shirt like that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Rella, is that some literary reference (that went over my head), or are you being literal? Either way, I'm sure you need a hug. {{{{{Cinders}}}}}
A cute thing happened this morning with the Dervish. (It's about time a cute thing happened with the Dervish.)
We dropped AJ off at the truck, and he had to come back to look for his coat.
AJ: Princess, is my coat in the back seat?
Princess: Yep, here you go.
Me: Princess, please check back there and see if there's anything else that Daddy needs to take with him.
Dervish: Me?????
Neak, that is cute....
And my statement is a literary reference....
There is a song I learned from my mother when I was a child.....
I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch
In an onion patch
In an onion patch
I'm a lonely little petunia in an onion patch
And I cry and cry all day.
I was just referring to the lack of activity here.
I've been wondering how the Neak family is doing. It's good to hear you are, seemingly, well. We're well here.
Actually, my perimenopausal body seems to love doing strange things these days and it always makes me think of this thread.
I've had a busy week, with all the kids getting sick, one by one.
Hopefully after one more day off tomorrow, they will be able to go back to school. (Before any more hair clumps fall out of my head.)
That is a cute song, now that I know you're not just crying all day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis has a different virus right now, a stomach one. Val had it too, and missed church. She stayed with us, since all 3 kids were there already, and since she had different germs I made her stay separate. She threw up on her clothes....attractive. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> And Neaksis has been queasy since yesterday, but only sick enough to be uncomfortable, not outright miserable.
And Mom is avoiding us like the, um, Plague.
Well, I can see that. I would avoid you if I were here - but only till you are all well. The throw up germ is probably the least fun of all.
Got back into hoop class 2 weeks ago. I have 2 more classes left in this series. I am already signed up for the next one. Going to take Beginner 1 for the 3rd time. I started from being totally unable to hoop. Now I can hoop. Can even sort of dance around my living room while hooping.
After I got through signing up on-line, my daughter said, "Now that you've done that, go get your hoop and hoop for joy." So, I did.
You and the Dervish would hoop together great! You should see him, this little scrawny thing with his hoop, just going at it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hooray!!!!!!! I got Mr. C back to school today!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I impressed the teacher...I can do the Wild West w/ both hands....both clockwise and counterclockwise w/ both hands. And I can change from one direction to the other w/out significantly stopping the flow.
Still can't booty bump or limbo well but I can move turn w/in the hoop while it goes either clockwise or counter clockwise.
Have enjoyed hooping to different music.....We Will Rock You, Low Rider, Spanish Fly, Jingle Bells (James Taylor), and a few other things. Tonight we had some great music but I don't remember who it was.
I am impressed, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I think I may turn into an addict. I wonder how long one hoop will be enough. I wonder when I will decide it's time to start making my own. Oh, dear, I think I need to go practice.
Sweet dreams back, and Cinders, put away that hoop long enough to get a little sleep.
Back to the editing grindstone for me.
The kids have been coming down sick again.
Hi Neak
How did the editing go? How are the kids did they get sick again? I hope you are having a nice morning with no drama and no dervishness .... for a little while <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I have to travel for a whole week away from Mikey and Aussie from 22 Feb, its a pain, its the pits, but my friends father in law is dying and I promised to cover her if she had to take time off.
Her hubby isn't taking it well either, So Aussie drops over to see him every few days, hes a truckie too! We've known each other since we were teens ..stop counting you ... and when we came back to WA I found out she was working in the same dept.
The FIL is very old and sick and just wants to join his wife who died 18 months ago. I can understand that desire. Sometimes its about the QUALITY of life and the spirit
Rella don't hoop too much now, we dont want you hooping it up so you end in hospital or unable to move a joint! Err on the side of caution. or at least use a small hoop to hooper <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
where r u ss??
6008 posts?!?! 40,000+ views of the thread?!?!?!
Just how many "feminine hygiene products" are there out there?
Another "mystery" about women that man will probably never understand.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's not all that much of a mystery, FH. The name of this thread was a joke Pepperband made about a joke I made to Neak...only my joke came and went long, long ago, and Pep's joke was left on the thread title so long the site rules made it impossible for her to change it to anything else. So "feminine hygiene" we became, and remain, in spite of the fact that this has nothing to do with feminine hygiene and never did. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella, watch out that you don't get hooping cough. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You know, I am developing a cough. It is Feburary. If Feburary, then sick. That is sort of the rule.
As for feminine stuff, it's a pain in the neck when your body's hormones start doing weird things.
FH - to find the total # of feminine products, I forget whether you add the posts and the views, or multiply them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Of course, now that you're here, you need to stay long enough to tell us how you're really doing, or if there's something we can help or encourage you with. And if you have any naughty children, and funny stories about them, this is also the perfect place for that.
Cinders, hope the cough gets better. Ugh!
Looks like I get to be the MOD - Messenger of Disaster (as we call any of the children when they come in just slavering to tattle on something really juicy).
Neaksis got the van stolen from the church, AND had left the keys in the ignition. Dad and AJ are both on their way down to ferry her group back, since we no longer have a vehicle large enough to do it singly.
It remains to be seen whether this is a trial or a blessing.
Hi Neak!
hope all is going well with you and that you got some writing done at long last.
Poor Neaksis.. I know how you can leave the keys in the car or van with a load of people you are looking after especially if its a load of kids! How did I know one of them would turn the key and bash the car into a parking sign?
Of course you know who teased me about THAT incident for months <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
FH very quick post... are you doing well?
Rella get some rest and STOP the hoopin for a day or so. Bed, hot soup and sleep..... between the kids of course. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Thanks for asking, I am on chapter 11 out of 37 or 38, but it's been pretty easy. They did a good job, and I've hardly found anything to fix. As long as I'm done by Monday. Sigh.
They are on their way home now.
Well, didn't get to my group training session today - took daughter to work at 6 a.m. and went back home to bed. Woke at noon. Went to get her, buy earmuffs, buy spray adhesive for art. Did art for a display board. Took it on memorystick to be copied and trimmed. Did the display board and delivered it. Did the worship service and emailed it. Now I have to do some letters and go to Kinko's for printing.
I did not leave the keys in the ignition. I am very dedicated to always taking the keys with me when I get out. They were in my purse the whole time. It was the other 2 sets of keys sitting in the cupholders that were the problem.
Honestly, she makes it sound as if it were my fault!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />Sometimes I bask in inner warmth of the knowledge that I trained their minds to be sharply, relentlessly, logical. And other times, I don't bask, um, QUITE so much......... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I stick to basking in a hot tub that way I always feel warm and well........ wrinkled but then nothing is free <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Of course I sometimes wonder if the hot tub is a cannibals cook pot but there you are. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I have the keys on a chain around my neck these days Neak... bit like my sisters and mum hehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> and mums way too busy to read this as she is baby sitting dr sis kids as she has been in ER all weekend because of the bushfires and injuries. Their dad is out as a volunteer ..feeding the people on the trucks.
Had to have the air con off because of the fires as well. But luckily I have a small refrigerated unit in the bedroom I can use by turning it on recycle air to keep Mikey cool ... as long as the power holds out.
We all (well EXCEPT for ONE person <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> )went to the Monastery for church today and got a great treat as they were practicing songs for Easter ... and about right in the middle Mikey starts whining and then crying LOUD, REALLY REALLY LOUD <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I think the incense was too strong for him..had to duck out asap to calm him down and walk around the gardens ... its like when we arrive somewhere we seem to leave a mark or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> and then he gave a big [color:"red"](WARNING TMI coming)[/color] snotty sneeze which went all over my white church dress <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />(like I only have 2) thank God for Wet Ones ...........motherhood ...why don't they come with labels? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Because, if people knew what they were in for, no one would ever have children.
[color:"red"]CRISIS MANAGEMENT FROM THE NEAR-SICK BED OF THE PRINCESS!!!!![/color]
Have been burning up the phone lines with the minister this morning. He didn't get my song presentation last night. My occasional cough that started a couple of days ago is growing in intensity. I stayed home this morning. Worship service is in about 30 minutes. I've been asking for the computer to be networked so I can just e-mail the thing in but it hasn't happened.
Cold & flu season...wonderful isn't it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
talk about cars.... guess who 15mins ago hopped in the car to go to work and got grrrrrr grrrrr clunk?
Me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Guess who took Mikey on a trip in the car yesterday and let him push some buttons..including the internal light switch?
Me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Guess who is waiting for the road service to arrive and fix it?
Me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Guess who looks embarrassed ?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Go, Colts!!! Beat Peyton!!!
Colts Tame Bears for Super Bowl Victory!!
see, they did Rella!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak
Ah ... yes thats it .... Mikey!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Boy, did I get that wrong...I wanted the Bears to beat the Colts. Oy vey!!!!
AW, you are right, the Colts did win. But, that wasn't the team I was cheering for. I cheered for the Bears though there wasn't much to cheer about.
Bummer! Everyone acts like Peyton Manning is 'all that' and the greatest quarterback to ever live. I'm over it.
Finally finished the edit, whew!!! My eyes don't go straight anymore. I trust it's just temporary.
You should be okay soon. I hope!
Neak glad you got it done!! now you can actually sleep for a while at night instead of playing Mrs night Owl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Been reading a very old tattered version of Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen ..still enjoy reading it time after time ,though is sometimes hard to easily read..good ol Mr Darcy ...lol
have a good one all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
oh any exciting V Day plans anyone?
I keep thinking Neak is going to post, but apparently she's busy in a 2,000-year time warp. They found the van the day after it was stolen. Well, actually they found the shell of the van the next day...everything that was left after it was set on fire and burned up to the frame. Guess we won't be driving that one any more! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Wow! I'm really glad you are home - safe and sound. Really!!!
Any idea why someone stole the van then torched it?
Just in case you haven't been exposed to enough fruity people in the last few days.....
Really Spaced Out AstronutNope, that is not a typo - she's a nut!!!!!!!!!!
I feel sorry for poor Sahi, but I am soooooo glad it wasn't me.
Yessiree, I have hauled the same kind of soy milk in that same truck and that same trailer.
So now you have gotten to see one of the Dervish cages. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh, I am so glad you are safe.
hi all just doing a very fast drive by to say hello and hugs to all.
busy busy with buying clothes for Mikey and Aussies work socks,(he likes his own) every single sock has holes and when I asked him why didn't he tell me he says 'whats wrong with them?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
OK ...next subject <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
working long hours and its the pitts <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> ... I need my Mikey time and Aussie time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
lov ya's
Well, we can't help you with those. But I could be found trying to help you with chocolate.
Thank you and hugs to Rella, have fun shopping AW.
Quick drive-by for me, too. All is well, though.
Neak, have they any idea who stole van or why?
Aussie just poured in the door after spending a few hours in the pub drinking Guinness with Irish whiskey chasers...since 5.oopm ........its now 11.32pm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
At least he caught a taxi home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
That doesn't sound like fun to me. Yeah, he did show some good sense when he caught the taxi.
Be back when I can, the Dervish has been up to his usual tricks again, but in a very unusual way.
As Mr. Computer said, "Dervish! Let's just say that now you have two buttholes!"
(I have used this incident to encourage the children to use the more medically correct term, "rectum".)
(1) They burned the van to leave no evidence against themselves, although I'm hoping the cell phone bill I get on the 12 will give the police some leads since I'll get the #s of the people they called...and they DID call.
(2) I am up to 11,178,350 right now in my Bookworm score and have not yet burned up the library. I also have had 2 words this game that were over 19,000 points each and about 5 words that were 15,000 or so. I'm really curious as to how high I can get this go go this time before flaming out. Of all the useless skills in the world, Bookworm champion has to rank right up there at the top of the list! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Off to bed...my intelligence is already there. My body must needs follow.
t&l
Whoa! Excitement in Californeye-A.
A little excitement here. My 13 year old is taking the ACT tomorrow.
no excitement here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Aussie got up at 8 am as I could not start the car. Says did the road service check the batteries when they came around early in the week? um no..is that important?
sort of he says, theres no liquid in the batteries and that means batteries have probably died.
oh of course (well it would be rude to interrupt him when hes trying to tell me something I learnt 20 years ago wouldn't it. I mean I could tell him the chemical reaction that takes place but he was enjoying himself so much & looked cute in those tight footy shorts <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> )
and of course I should have done that but work, kids, etc etc I forgot.
anyway, he calls up the battery service who call around and $300 later we have new batteries. I was suitably impressed at being saved ...I wonder how I will reward my hero? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now, where did my post go that was supposed to move us back up to the first page?
Anyway, AW, I suppose there are multiple meanings to those emoticons when used in this context.
With "modern" batteries, you shouldn't even be able to check the fluid level in them. "Maintenance Free" batteries. If the battery had a cap to check the fluid, it had to be old. Batteries use sulfuric acid to catalyze the reaction between the plates. In the process, hydrogen gas is emitted which, in concentration and exposed to an ignition source (electrical spark), will explode. So old batteries have vents to allow the hydrogen to bleed off safely. They also allow water (diluent for the sulfuric acid) to evaporate off leaving the plates of the battery exposed so it is necessary to periodically check the level and add water to cover the plates again. This is a little dangerous because you always tend to get a little bit of sulfuric acid on you which burns like you can't believe.
If you order a motorcycle battery from another country, it is best to get it shipped "dry". Purchase a battery from a store and it is already filled with sulfuric acid. If the battery tips over during shipping, acid spills out. Frequently shipping boxes are made from carton (paper). Sulfuric acid on paper starts a fire. So it is better to ship a battery with no liquid in it and then add the acid once you receive it. Take it to a battery store and let an expert do it as they know the correct concentration of acid to use (and don't mind so much getting burned).
The truck driver who brought my motorcycle battery from the USA to Mexico didn't know any of this. He should have studied more in high school chemistry. It might not have cost him a truck.
Oooooh! That sounds enlightening! YIKES!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> That poor man sure could have benefited from your knowledge of batteries. The whole truck went up???
Dear, brave Neaksis. She has doggedly stuck to her conversational topics, even though about every other sentence of my responses used the word "gonads". Snort!
Is it my knowledge of batteries or the simple fact that I once tried to wipe up a sulfuric acid spill with a paper towel?
Those batteries came from Japan with the UAV <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I just forgot to get them into the 3 monthly van service ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh well got new ones now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Poor Neaksis, I can just imagine her pretending to ignore your
inclusions Neak lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> sisters... *snort* <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
UAV = Urban Assault Vehicle <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Certainly can't have unreliable batteries in one of those.
UAV = Urban Assault Vehicle
snort* just our little joke of a really good 4wd van its so BIG and black and drives so well...I love the thing. I fill it up with the young ones, my own, sisters etc and off we go to the beach or wherever. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Have a look <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Delica 4WD van we have the long wheel base turbo charged ... its my H car and I even sometimes let him drive it, but not often <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
and its big enough that I may 'accidentally' run over that darn waiting to have an accident MC of his <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
That's a mean looking van!
"Woops hunny, really, I just didn't see that it was there."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Yeah, and did you read the words in the description....fifth iteration, fusion, monobox, rib-bone construction...eee chihuahua!
I wonder..... do you think he was saying something about my driving by getting that van?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
what does he mean its got simple controls ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I haven't had a speeding fine for ....... almost months !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hey, let's have a Ladies' Night celebration.
I graduated from Beginning 1 at hoop class tonight. Next week a new series starts and I will be in Beginning 2. I can pump my hoop, do the Wild West and the Electric Slide at the same time. I am working on the Slinky and Limbo. I can do the Booty Bump though I have to start it in the shortcut - I can't yet pump into then out of it. I can float my hoop from my waist to over my head then back down. I can't do the Snake yet. But I CAN HOOP!!!!!!
Pio, when did you become Japanese? And why? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hoop it up, Cinders!!!
All will be glad to hear, I'm sure, that the Dervish's rectum is doing much better, and only has one hole at this point.
well we have wine, we have marinated chicken wrapped in bacon baking, we have a sleepy little man who has eaten and wants to close his eyes, we have a daughter out with friends at Uni for who knows, what don't we have at 7.00pm ish???
one husband.
6.30ish
ring ring, ring ring "hello hon, I'll be a bit late I'm at the gym" ...... is that Jim has in Jim Beam or gym as in exercise? "whats that hon? the line is breaking up" ... is it now .... "home soon"
[color:"blue"] S I G H ......... [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure all that exercise left him parched. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I thought I got us off page 3. What happened?
Maybe we'll stay up better if I tell everyone how much better the Dervish's rectum is doing.
I see everyone is still doing about the same. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Happy belated valentines.
SS
I'm still training...
My friend, David, in whose honor I am walking, hopes to be out of the hospital in a day or two.
Here's more info on what Team in Training is and does:
So, who is Team in Training????
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Happy Valday, too, SS. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Good for you, Cinders, and glad to see you are still in there kicking.
Tonight was the Dervish's #6 birthday party. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Let's see, he clobbered Val on the head "CUZ SHE TATTLED ON ME WAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!", the dueling divas dueled, culminating in an offended Princess giving Val a ~gasp~ orange balloon when there were still pink ones left, and even the orange one was given grudgingly, the Princess came squee-ing to me because, as she was taking Poppa his soda, the Dervish popped a balloon right next to her ON PURPOSE and made her spill soda on herself, and the Dervish finally blew out his trick candles. Several times.
There are finally a few peaceful moments as they watch Holiday Inn, but instead of just vegging here I really should be getting ready to go. But a little vegging is still nice. Ahhhhhhhh.
AJ is almost into Washington state. He will be heading for home at warp speed tomorrow morning. It was so funny, too. His boss is east Indian, great guy and very funny, with an accent just like in Short Circuit. AJ called him today while I was in the office and found out about his reload. I heard his boss telling him, "Yah, I get you back here quickly, or your wife, she break my head!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Maybe I just had a militant set to my jaw, or a steely gaze, or sumpin.
Time to go back to the mill, lol, but just remembered one more thing. I didn't see until tonight when it was time to wrap presents, that the wrapping paper I had gotten him was sheer, except for little hearts. Sigh. So much for mystery. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Could have been worse....You could have forgotten him totally.
X and I got married on Valentine's day.....one year he came home w/ no offering for me. Though his job had him drive all over town in a regular sized vehicle and he could go out weekends, he said he hadn't had time. Well...I could have broken his head.
Back on page 3. Good grief!
Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate,
my kingdom (washing, ironing, bed making, cleaning, messy little boy) for Chocolate,
no particular reason I just wanted some Chocolate. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Forget page 3. I see we've been downgraded to 2 stars by some disapproving thread ranker. From 0 to 1 to 5 to 4 to 3 to 2--I think I'm beginning to detect a trend! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Today the evil day approaches. When I told Neak and Neaksis I would watch all the kids so they could go to Idaho for the launch party of their two books, I was thinking Sunday evening and taking them to school Monday and Tuesday mornings. Not too much actual babysitting. Not too bad. Well, what did they decided to do but to leave before sunrise on Sunday, leaving me all 6 kids all day long...and if that wasn't enough, Monday turns out to be a school holiday as well, so I'll have them all that day, too! At least it's not raining. Yet. I'll make them work outside for awhile tomorrow and wear 'em out for bedtime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I have several things to be done that can use mindless labor.
All I can say is that their mothers had better be having a jolly good time on their trip! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Are you saying your grandchildren are mindless? Are you saying you can actually get them to work? Will you tell me the secrets to getting them to work? Will you tell me the secrets to getting them to think?
Do you feel better? Count your stars.
[color:"purple"] Just for that, you need to sponsor me and get everyone in your family to sponsor me in my quest to raise money to find a cure for leukemia, lymphoma, myeloma, Hodgkin's disease, and other blood cancers. [/color]
edited by Cinderella to add all the emphasis she could
6 kids ?
wow how lucky you are!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
6 kids times active gene of under teens = 36 kids
amazing, wonderful, fantastic luck is all I can say! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I mean, if it was up to me, I would just RUSH over to enjoy that special gift with you but sadly, so sadly, I am 15036.982753 km or 9344 miles 97 ft and 5 inches from your place (not that I want you to think i MEASURED IT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ) ........ so that is just impossible.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
disappointing I know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
well I had better not take you away from those 36 ,,,um I mean 6, darlings any longer you lucky you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
hey cinders every year we have a hair day to raise money for Leukemia research, we girls dye our hair bright colours like orange or green or purple or whatever and the guys shave their heads and we get sponsored for going it. We also have cross dressing days to raise $$$ for cancer as well ......I mean how bad is it when we gals get jealous of blokes dressed up in our gear? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> as my DD says ..Totally sad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
You know, sometimes I wonder why I walked down this aisle. I feel so lost sometimes.
SS
Where I work, we can't do that sort of stuff.....'no solicitation' policy so I haven't even figured out how to ask my co-workers.
Jen, a link for you:
Kiwi Flower
I told Neaksis that she had to make some sort of a will before she left on this trip, so that I didn't have to worry about fighting with anybody over the disposition of her children (Their dispositions are bad enough already! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />). I've been after her to do this for years, with an acceleration over the last month or so. It needed to be notarized. Naturally, she dilly-dallied until tonight...and this is what she sent me. All I can say is that she'd better live through this trip! I do NOT want to have to try and present this to any judge in any court at any time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
February 17, 2007
I, Neaksis Vehicles, being of sound mind and soundish body (diets notwithstanding) Do hereby bequeath all my worldly goods and sundries, children, monies, et all to my mother, Thndrnltng Vehicles. It is my express desire that she gets everything, the whole kit and kaboodle, the whole enchilada, all of it. Especially the insurance money.
It is most definantely not my wish that the children go live with their biological parents. NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!!!!! That is not what I want at all. My mother, still Thndrnltng Vehicles, is to receive full legal custody, et al.
If I am incapacitated to the point of living in a perpetual vegetative state, it is OK to do away with me, but preferably not by starving me to death. Should this be necessary, I wish to be heavily sedated. And then have a very nice funeral.
These are my wishes for the disposal of all my worldly goods upon the event of my death for any cause, but probably a lack of oxygen due to the cessation of respiration for various causes.
I guess there's a reason why most people hire an attorney to do their legal work! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, the judge would weep for you and because they thought this was the funniest will they ever saw. Was the thing witnessed and notarized or whatever?
Are you saying your grandchildren are mindless?
Not
mindless precisely, but not exactly overflowing with wisdom, either! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> As far as getting them to work, a bad disposition helps. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And constant supervision. I'm going to cut rosebushes. They're going to haul branches. I may have them dig up some weeds, too, although the ground is pretty wet. They're going to clean out the Suburban. That'll be good for a couple of hours. Then they can clean house over here, too. Don't worry. I'll think of SOMETHING. And I'll be watching to see that it gets done, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
As far as making them think, I've told them more than once that while they're growing up, they're going to learned logic even if the process kills us all. I should've been an attorney. Then I could've done Neaksis' will! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I mean, if it was up to me, I would just RUSH over to enjoy that special gift with you but sadly, so sadly, I am 15036.982753 km or 9344 miles 97 ft and 5 inches from your place (not that I want you to think i MEASURED IT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ) ........ so that is just impossible.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I could send them over to you. No, don't thank me. It's no trouble at all.
Really! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You know, sometimes I wonder why I walked down this aisle. I feel so lost sometimes.
SS
Well, if you'd come by more often you wouldn't feel so lost! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I get lost in the auto supply store, too, but it's only because I hardly ever go there... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Last night, at my nearest grocery store, where I have shopped for years <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, I went to the office and complained. I couldn't find Malt-o-meal, Tang, ground turkey, or frozen veggie gumbo mixed vegetables. All are staples of my winter groceries. Also, I had trouble finding the dried black beans. They have signs for Mexican food and hispanic food - on the same aisle. But not beans or rice - which are on that aisle, too. Ridiculous. I hear we are getting a new grocery store 2 miles away. Between Costco and Publix and the rumored SuperTarget, I may not need to shop at this store. Only thing is, it's only 3 blocks from my house.
its such a pity tl <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
but I have to fly away far up North into the wilds of WA 1350kms from home and I just can't take kids. Not even Mikey which is really hard for me, and your darlings well what can I do???? I know not fair, but well 'ya gotta do what ya gotta do'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I guess you will just have to enjoy them ALL by yourself this time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
SS you are only lost because you are not reading the aisle signs ....
I know!!!!! TL ... SS would [color:"red"] LOVE [/color] to have the kids, I know, I know, SS you are just too bashful to ask for yourself, but NO problemo.... I can do that for [color:"blue"] YOU!!!! [/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
See I am so willing to be help, you don't need to thank me SS <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yay, I finally sneaked uno momento to come on here and at least tell everyone bye myself. In 5 min I have to be in the shower, so that's all the time I have left to finish getting stuff out of the car.
So have fun, all, and I will probably be able to check in once I get there.
AW, have fun up north.
Cinders, no TANG??????????
SS, everyone is poking fun at you, so you will only get a soothing poor poor SS from me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
The will - FAFLARA!!!!!!!!!
Neak may you and Neaksis have a GREAT time with the trip and that all goes FANTASTIC <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
North will be HOT not nice hot but [color:"red"] HOT [/color]
and can you guess who is coming with me? well no you can't I guess ... its a work mate she happens to be a big friend of mums.. they ...TALK ...insensately or is that insensibly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
anyway have a good trip <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It snowed all day yesterday and there was NO accumulation. This morning the roads were covered but that is now gone - unless you live out in the shady hills. Should reach about 40F today and 55F tomorrow.
You'll love this. My calico cat was at the basement door crying to come upstairs. So, when I went to let her in, she ran up quickly. However, the black cat, who was happily upstairs with me, eagerly ran down to the basement. The silly dog is out in the backyard (fenced) eating a stick.
rella sounds like you have your own little production of 'CATS' going at your place. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Thanks AW - sure I'll take the kids.
Bring them over after work T&L, and we'll feed them supper.
Actually, you should have brought them last night - we had Alfredo sauce and veggies over noodles.
Cinders,
What things make you happy?
T&L, it occurred to me that the sisters might like their freedom, and delay their return. Did you get the whole week off?
I got a line on a cheap home for Neak, and using standard construction methods it takes less than a day to build. I know it works, from personal experience.
Two things though -
You need to live in a place where it never gets above freezing.
2. You have to really, really, really like having the kids in the same room with you.
There are two plans - and they have totally different styles.
OK,
Igloos -
First you lay out a circle on the ground, then you start to cut blocks out of the snow.
Our circle was about 7 feet across. Ah - a little more than 2 meters.
You do a row at a time, and you have to hold up the row until it's complete. (Because of the curve)
The blocks are cut on an angle, so they stay in place once the row is finished.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/snow/igloo.jpgUse large blocks, and trim with a large knife as you go.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/snow/igloo1.jpgWhen it's finished, it looks nice, and cozy. - Uh, well, first you have to cover the floor with polar bear fur.
THEN its cozy.
We used sleeping bags instead, not being close to any polar bears.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/snow/igloo3.jpgSnow Caves -
If you have plenty of snow, you can build a snow cave by just digging a hole in a snow bank. If you don't have plenty, you pile it up with a shovel first.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/snow/cave.jpgAfter you pile it up....... wait an hour or so, then dig it out.
The snow inside has set up like concrete, and it takes a while to dig a big enough space.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/snow/cave1.jpgIn the summer, this is a picnic area in the mountains. In the winter, a nice neighborhood for snow campers.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/snow/cave2.jpgInside the cave, before we finished leveling it out. It still needed some work.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/snow/cave3.jpgI slept in this snow cave once it was finished. It was lots warmer than it was outside.
3 deg F (-16C) outside
25 deg F (-4C) inside.
So, there you have it. It doesn't need a septic system either - but the plumbing - or lack of it is outdoors.
Remember - as long as it never gets above freezing, you won't smell anything either.
The Dervish would love it.
SS
SS - What things make me happy? My first reaction was - - - "What does she mean? Do I whine that much?"
What makes me happy:
Nature being beautiful
Those sweet, rare moments when something is just perfect
Accomplishing something that has taken a lot of effort
Family time w/ my children when we are all having a good time....yes, that does happen
[color:"purple"]When I check my page and someone new has sponsored me....I will make my goal if 100 people donate $20 to Team in Training as my sponsor so I can walk this half marathon too help find a cure for leukemia, lymphoma, myeloma, Hodgkin's disease and other blood cancers[/color]
When my children accomplish something on which they have worked hard
Big bowl of Mocha Brownie Avalanche ice cream
Sleeping late in a sunny room
We have seen the books now. They are beautiful!
We just love the illustrations on the kids' book. Rahab is a "hotey", as Neaksis' oldest spells. Very cute!
The cover for the other book is just lovely, and I liked the back cover, too. My bio was amusing.
Neak AJswife enjoys living in the California countryside, along with her husband, AJ, and three growing children. Or, two children and one dervish, as she smilingly claims. Life is never dull around the AJ residence! In addition to Peter, Neak has also written Malchus and is co-author of Rahab's Promise, written with her sister, Neaksis Vehicles. Look for short stories by Neak on Amazon Shorts.
Neaksis says, "Smilingly - hah!!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Our presentation today was as sophisticated as we usually are. Which is to say, not.
They had funny little styrofoam pith helmets, and when we walked up there, the announcer handed us each one. Neaksis set hers jauntily on her short hair, looking perky and cute.
I clowned around for a moment trying to fit it on, since my hair (waist length) was wound up on my head and fastened with a butterfly clip. They laughed when I tried to put it on sideways, but then I was actually trying to put it on, and it still wouldn't go!
Neaksis talked while I tried gamely to wear the hat. It would almost go, but then either slip back and almost fall off, or slip forward and cover my eyes. Finally, Neaksis was running out of things to say, and it still wouldn't go, so I unfastened the clip and tossed my hair loose, plunking the hat on my head. I was vaguely aware of flash photos going off, and I would have felt like a celebrity had it not been for knowing they must have been thinking, "The folks back at home will never believe this if I can't prove it."
I told the most recent Dervish stories, as well as a few about us. My FAVORITE was when I said, "Yes, God keeps us humble. Last night, standing in line at Wal Mart, no one would ever have looked at Neaksis and thought, 'Oh, there is an author, in town to promote her new book,' as she picked up my new bodywash to smell it, and squirted it up her nose."
*snort*
AJ looked so handsome in his new outfit that I picked out for him, but his feet still hurt from yesterday, so he sneaked away and changed a while after we got done.
Then we had lunch with one of the book editors for my book, and learned many things about the world of publishing. Our klutziness continued, but low-key enough he probably didn't notice too much. (Earlier Neaksis and I almost got eaten by the door at the convention place, and I spilled hot water all over trying to make chamomile tea. At lunch we merely dropped pieces of food around, but didn't spit out very many chunks as we talk. Oh, and on the way over there, Neaksis said with dismay, as she rubbed and rubbed on her suit, "I've never made a mess eating animal cookies before....")
We really are a dismal failure as sophisticates.
Then we went to Cabelas, where we were dressed much nicer, and appeared more elite than the everyday shoppers there, same at Wal Mart, so we felt better by comparison. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So much to tell, and I need to get ready for bed. Let me close with how, shortly before we planned to leave this morning, I came back to the room carrying AJ's breakfast, to find Neaksis exiting, still in her pajamas, hair sticking up, puffy eyes, and regarding me balefully. I mean, yes, I was supposed to wake her up, but I was SURE I heard her in the shower when I first got up, so I didn't worry about it. While she is lying there in bed, sleeping, but occasionally hearing thumping around. "It feels so late....but surely they will call me.........zzzzzzzzzz........................"
Good night, dear friends. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Actually, you should have brought them last night - we had Alfredo sauce and veggies over noodles.
If that's the same stuff you and your wife made for me when I visited you, then I absolutely won't bring any kids over! Why should I waste food of that caliber on kids who eat boogers? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
T&L, it occurred to me that the sisters might like their freedom, and delay their return. Did you get the whole week off?
I might not give this thought so much credence if it hadn't been for the fact that when I talked to Neak at noon, they were out at a restaurant with their publisher, after a morning spent schmoozing and admiring their books. And then after I told Neak to call me when they were done with lunch and had time to visit, when I tried to call several times all afternoon (because THEY never called me back!!!!!!!!), nobody would answer the phone. Either of them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I kinda like the whole snow cave idea (for someone else!). Maybe living in those temperatures will chill a lot of the juvenile angst that otherwise percolates regularly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And I always wondered how you could make curved igloos with rectangular blocks. Not enough to look it up, mind you, but enough to be curious! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm exhausted--although if it's any comfort (not much, actually) I think I wore them out too. It's 8:44PM and everybody's been in bed for the last 15 minutes. I've been blessed with childish companionship enough for the day. So there... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Can't wait to get back to work so I can get some rest! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have all 6 kids in the same bedroom with me--for enhanced crowd control, you understand--and I see the the Dervish's feet have finally quit twitching, so I think it's safe for me to go to sleep, too.
t&l
So Neak and AJ .........alone in the big city,
AND Neaksis exploring the inner workings of major stores ....
even aloner <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
that is .... NO KIDS....... NO ANKLEBITERS
...... NO RESPONSIBILITIES !!!!!! WOO HOO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and TL you think they are coming home THIS week??????? hehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SS - What things make me happy? My first reaction was - - - "What does she mean? Do I whine that much?"
What I was thinking, is that you have a lot to worry about, and perhaps you could use some cheering up. When I think about the things that make me happy, it cheers me up all by it self. Just thinking about them does that. I hope it helped.
What makes me happy:
Nature being beautiful
Those sweet, rare moments when something is just perfect
Accomplishing something that has taken a lot of effort
Family time w/ my children when we are all having a good time....yes, that does happen
[color:"purple"]When I check my page and someone new has sponsored me....I will make my goal if 100 people donate $20 to Team in Training as my sponsor so I can walk this half marathon too help find a cure for leukemia, lymphoma, myeloma, Hodgkin's disease and other blood cancers[/color]
When my children accomplish something on which they have worked hard
Big bowl of Mocha Brownie Avalanche ice cream
Sleeping late in a sunny room
I can identify with all of these. It made me happy to read them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
BTW, you do know I am a guy, right?
That's why I sometimes feel lost on this aisle.
You made me laugh though, I admit that.
SS
and I see the the Dervish's feet have finally quit twitching, so I think it's safe for me to go to sleep, too.
He, He, He. I'll have to remember that one.
When their feet stop twitching, it's safe.
Is this something you just know, or did you learn it by trial, and error?
SS
SS - You know, I know that in some pokenuke (or something like that) of my rattly little brain. It's just that I couldn't hear you very well with all the noise and the light's really dim in here so I just took a stab at it.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So, if my list made you that happy, get busy and go sponsor me. You will be helping to find a cure for the person who will be diagnosed in less than 5 minutes.
You know, I do have a lot to worry about sometimes but I am so blessed. Twice I have been in an accident and shut my eyes because I was waiting to die. And twice I have walked away under my own power. My children are healthy though there have been three teenagers tangential to our family that have died in the last 12 months. Less than 18 months ago, my sister quit speaking to me. My x moved out about 3 days after my 39th birthday, leaving me with a 4 year old and a 2 year old. But, we are healthy. We have what we need - though we don't have all that we want. We have medical care. We have a place to live. We have our freedom. And my 16 year old's friends are puzzled that, although she gripes about me sometimes, she will tell them she likes me and enjoys being with me.
LIFE IS SWEET.
[color:"blue"]NOW, EVERYONE WHO THINKS THEY HAVE IT GOOD - AT LEAST, FOR THE MOST PART - GET OVER THERE AND SPONSOR ME.[/color]
If you can't figure out how to do it, let me know.
Have a question.....if Frank Sinatra was recording 'Fly Me To the Moon' now, would he need to wear a diaper in the recording studio?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <--- me
Welcome home Neak. And Neaksis of course. And AJ.
(did I forget anyone?)
Is your mother coherent, or does she just mumble now?
SS
AW,
We'll want details of your trip too.
BTW Cinders,
It didn't bother me, I just wanted you to know.
SS
You were hiding behind the display of 0h,what-do-you-call'ems and I was distracted.
But, I really was afraid you were pointing out the fact I was whining.
Sometimes I do that. After a long day at work and an evening with fussing teenagers, I whine.
have i wreeked havoc on tko?
Today was a yucky day at work. Goin' round over some job classifications where the specifications and other guidelines for eligibility are vague or contradictory. I get told one thing one day and, a few weeks later, something else.
I do tend to hide behind displays -
When I am at work, I don't have a problem at all, I just do what my W tells me to do.
If she isn't there, I do what I want to do.
SS
LOL!
I think I may be living w/ PMS 3 weeks of the month. That might explain this horrible week.
I think I may be living w/ PMS 3 weeks of the month.
*****snort**** lol oh how I have been there rella!! hehe
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
a punching bag is SO useful <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
But that is probably not a good idea since I have had wrist and shoulder problems in the past. Maybe a speedbag wouldn't be too hard on it.
Really, I do think I am suffering due to perimenopause. My body feels fine but sometimes I act like a possessed woman.
Why does my Internet Explorer sometimes decide to type in Greek?
I made some brownies tonight and they might cure all your ailments - at least those affected positively by chocolate.
Neaksis underwent brownie therapy this morning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Grandpa had a wonderful 92nd birthday today. I couldn't get my computer to read the pictures, but we have amazing shots of his cake with all 92 candles.
Neaksis didn't use flash, and I wondered how they could turn out till I saw them. The candles provided plenty of light. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> (Visible from outer space..........)
I am on the phone with AJ right now, who said hello to everyone. Tomorrow he loads for Texas again. These days, he is almost spending more time there than Melody Lane. Next thing you know, he'll have a pony in his front seat just like her.
Wow! 92 candles. Glad you all could celebrate with him.
BTW, I have an awesome Cheerio Treat recipe - like Rice Krispy Treats only better.
Sounds great - I'm hungry!
Cinders said:
"My body feels fine but sometimes I act like a possessed woman."
Lucky for me, I have never had that problem. I shudder to think........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
She also said:
"Why does my Internet Explorer sometimes decide to type in Greek?"
I'm sure it is totally the computers fault, and has nothing to do with you. You can try my remedy - threaten it with a firearm. It has always worked well for me.
Neak, tell AJ hello back from us. Lots of spring storms out there in northern AZ, and UT, and points north. I hope he isn't in one of those.
Grandpa is 92?
W's great grandma made it to 104, and she was sharp right to the end. Difficult walking though, and she used a wheel chair when she went out. I was always amazed how well she could remember names. She remembered mine when we first met, and always called me by name whenever we visited.
92 candles would be something. I hope the smoke detector didn't go off.
Cinders, you had a difficult time last week. Is this week seeming to go better?
I just got back from a trade show in Las Vegas. (Nevada, not New Mexico - in case AJ is reading.) It's always nice to be back home.
AW, you have been doing some really good posts lately and helping those who need help. I think you are doing a great job.
I hope Aussie is doing well these days - and I don't mean his physical health. (Though I hope that is good also.)
I hope everyone in the family is doing well.
Notice that T&L hasn't really posted since Neak returned from her trip.
Is she in recovery yet, or still in ICU?
Oh well, maybe no news is good news.
CC, I'll take no news from you as good news too. If it had gotten worse, I would guess you would tell us. We hope your daughters are happy, and healthy, and that your job has not gotten any worse. Is WH still trying to contact you?
I waited, and waited, but Cinders hasn't posted the recipe.
Please post it?
Neak, are there any publishing details yet?
SS
Hi everyone!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
As usual, I read but don't post. Lately I don't even read much... maybe that means I'm getting better, but it's also due to the new job. It's still early to know how much I'm going to enjoy it, because I'm sure I will eventually. For the moment everything is so chaotic that I really don't know where to start but at least I have a new purpose in life.
I wrote WH an e mail answering his about opening his letters after I read the advice I was given here. There was a little of everything in the answer... I ended up by telling him to be brave and do the right thing. Whatever that is in his wayward mind. He obviously never answered. And everything continues as before. Patience.
Just a couple of weeks ago I saw the statue of the Lord of Patience for the first time. I will visit Him again tomorrow. I felt drawn to Him. Since I have never been patient I am astounded by myself, but it has been a great experience. You never know what you are really capable of!
The girls are OK. All three studying for exams, the youngest will be going to University if she passes the exam she has tomorrow. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
She still feels a lot of resentment towards her father as I predicted in my B letter.
But we have a good relationship, so eventually we will talk about it again.
That's about it for me! It's been very warm lately here so I can't join your whining about the cold! I can only envy you.
I don't like the heat <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
I think it goes like this:
Fruity Cheerio Treats
6 cups cheerios (generic is fine)
2 TBSP margarine or butter
1 bag marshmallows
1/2 cup (or more) peanut butter
1-1.5 c dried fruit, small pieces (whole raisins or craisins or chopped apricots, apples, cherries, blueberries, or whatever you like)
Melt marshmallows and margarine. Add peanut butter. Add fruit, add cherrios. Stir w/ large spoon or other device. Spread in 13x9 lightly greased pan. Let cool then slice into squares.
BTW, supervisor came to me Monday and said they had reviewed the rating guidelines and some of the classes in the level in question would be considered qualifying and some wouldn't. I have a question about some of the remainders. If I can get one or two more knocked off, I will be much happier. Anyway, I'm down to about 15 more of them then I will be through with them for several months, hopefully.
I post a yummy recipe and no one says anything about it. I'm gonna take my toys and go home. PFFT!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Our teeth are stuck together. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
LOL...btw, the last time I made these, I made it in triple batches. That was a lot of goop to stir and spread.
I printed it off - my DD's (the twins) want to make it tomorrow.
I admit, I'm slow. But, I was going to comment.
Thanks !!!
Hope your weekend is good - you, as in ALL OF YOU.
ss
Please, someone, come fix me food. I'm on strike....not cooking till the children finish the dishes. There's not much left to eat. Children are gone tonight. If I didn't know better, I'd think I was coming down with a bug. It's 8:30 p.m. and I am so tired I can't see straight and my knees and hip have hurt so much today. Tomorrow's training walk is something like 9 miles, probably.
Hi All
back from the wild wild west up North in the state. Mining, drinking, skimpy barmaids and fights seem to be the entertainment.
Boring ol me I watched TV after swimming at night in the pool (they have sharks and crocs in the sea), had some wonderful dinners but missed my family so much. Not much of a traveller am I? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But it was fun in some ways. Met some wonderful people, saw some wonderful places and took photos of some respite and child refuge homes I inspected .... saw snakes and roos and cattle and crocs ... and bugs, trillions of bugs <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
the heat was NOT fun. 52 C (126 F) the first day and humid, got burnt... I had cold showers except the 'cold' was so hot the guys up there use it to shave with! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Had to carry potable water with us.
The beaches were nearly all red dust not white sand .. iron ore country ... and the only really white beach I found was in Dampier it was shells not sand at all.
Did I tell you one of the girls found a king brown snake in her room? thought it was a frog hiding out because of the heat ... but it wasn't <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Haven't stopped looking under tables and beds since
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And I just missed the cyclone that was forming <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
good to be home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
AW,
UGH!!! No wonder you're gld to be home!
Kinda makes you wonder about people...why they choose to live in such awful places!
If they would only choose a DECENT place to live, then you could have DECENT work trips!
127F? Yikes! (making a note to not complain about our long, hot summers in the Deep South of the USA!)
I DO hope there was some air conditioning to give you some respite from the heat!
Yikes- that makes my life dull.
I think I shall be grateful for dull.
Today, I am going to Ladies' Day Out at a salon. Getting a $40 haircut which I need but I never ever spend that much for a cut. But this is for Team In Training. I need to get that money raised. Gotta go.
Sachets made w/ organic lemon peel and lavender buds and essential oils - and a cotton ball to hold the oil and some natural aspen excelsior to fill out the purple satin bag ---- $6
Wonderful huge fruit/peanut butter/ cheerios cookie ---- $2
Big wonderful to die for brownie w/ mint frosting --- $2
bag of 12 handmade dog treats w/ out preservatives --- $5
come on over to Posh at 201 1st Ave N, I think
Today's Dervishism: "This candle is 80 degrees Fairen-hot."
I made a whopping $47. Good grief....I invested a whole lot more in the stuff for the event. That was not what I had in mind.
LC it 's funny but the huge land gets into you. You feel really at home for some reason, besides missing family, and its very different from the big city. People are actually friendly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Even the heat by the end of the week you get used to, except for all the darn snakes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
The air con worked in one hotel in Port Hedland but not very well in Karratha.
It all reminded me of your own wild west type movie ..lol because its a bit like that .. mineral boom, limited housing, GREED, people charging a fortune for basics like bread, meat, etc, lots of take it or leave it from service providers.
I no sooner shook hands with someone and I was offered a job from cleaning tables in the mess on mining sites ($80 to $100,000 yr) to cooking (av $ 130,000) to driving trucks at double that. Yes I was tempted <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> fly in fly out jobs to.. 3 weeks on 3 weeks off.
But can't leave my Mikey <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Mum says she & my DD can't stand the crying and temper tantrums and acting out when Mikey is not with me ..... ha flamin ha .. yes 'MOTHER' was talking about me of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I hardly ever have tantrums <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Rella!! sorry you didn't raise more but you are doing a good, a great job. Its time here to shave heads or dye them weird colours for the same cause. Do you think iridescent green and pink would suit me? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak sounds like the Dervish has been up north with me lol
AW...
$260,000/yr. for driving trucks????
Hmmm...how much trouble is it to get a CDL in Australia? Will I have to learn how to drive on the wrong side of the road?
Wait...I already buzz up and down the expressway in the left lane all the time, so I guess I already know how to drive on the wrong side! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
No...wait! I've never done that while sitting on the WRONG side of the truck! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Oh, well! I'm a fast learner...especially for $260 grand!!!
Besides, I'm a good cook, so I could always fall back to cookin'...for $130,000!
As for housing...wonder how much it would cost to ship our camper over there??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Never mind...with my luck, it would probably cost $260,000. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Sigh! Well, a girl can dream, can't she??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I'd trade in my nursing job for one of those jobs, and in a heartbeat, too, except for the 126 degree heat WITH humidity!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I've been so hating my job a lot, especially lately, that even the temperature is sounding almost tolerable. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey, T&L!
Well, I'm used to a lot of humidity, and our summers get over 100 F. I suppose that we could CONDITION ourselves for that kind of heat by getting used to a sauna. Would that theory work?
Maybe we could just get jobs over there for the winter months! If there are 6 cooler months, we could still make 130 grand each for just 6 months(if you don't have to sign up for a whole year!)
Um...AW, what kind of winters do they have up there? Enquiring minds want to know!
I'm thinking that with such hot temps in the summer, the winters would be rather mild...probably even a little bit warmer than ours. I have to keep reminding myself that north of you is south of us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
well tl the locals tell me it gets hotter and more humid ??? and I did notice they were sweating though not much ... oh forgot ... men sweat ..ladies feel the heat lol so I was feeling the heat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
If they are paying so much I think there MUST be a catch??? I know there is absolutely no housing, not even in caravan parks, the hotels are full with both singles and families living in shared rooms too. Even with fly in fly out they are 'hot bedding' the accommodation in Donga's (6 x 4 rooms in transportable units) I took photo's.
as for weather LC well there are two distinct seasonal variations. In the southern half of the State we have four seasons, summer, autumn, winter and spring, while in the north there are just two - the ‘wet’ and the ‘dry’.
The northern winter, or ‘dry’ season (April-September), has long days of sunshine and blue skies. Temperatures range from 24 degrees Celsius (75 F )overnight to around 45 degrees Celsius (113 F ) during the day, and could be called ‘perfect weather’. Well for us Aussies I guess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Coastal temperatures vary little throughout the day, while the interior may top 48 degrees (118 F ) by day and dramatically drop towards zero (32 F) in the cool of the night. I shiver thinking about that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
You also get tropical rainstorms and they are a awesome natural wonder, billowing clouds rise up to 40,000 feet or so (so says the weather man)before releasing tonnes of water in a thundering torrent. Its like Gods shower. It’s not unusual for some northern coastal areas to record more than 1.5 metres (5 ft)of rain during this season. Many area I visited receive 2 metres (6.5 ft) and the roads are marked with 3 Metre depth gauges to let you know how deep the water is if you are thinking of driving through it. Because SOME drivers do it without thinking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> ah hem
There can also be electrical storms, you can witness the sky come alive as sheets of lightning flash and illuminate the night for hundreds of kilometres. Locals will often turn off the television and retire to the balcony to watch these spectacular episodes. Its something to see. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Did I tell you one of the girls found a king brown snake in her room? thought it was a frog hiding out because of the heat ... but it wasn't
Are you saying something is wrong with brown?
I always did like brown myself.
SS
Maybe she doesn't like kings.
Out with it T&L,
tell us about the job.
And Cinders,
Sorry about the fund raising effort not producing more. We had a dinner to raise funds last week For our boy scout troop.) I don't have the results yet. Not a huge event, just a neighborhood thing.
AW,
You think you'll be staying where you are then?
It does sound like a lovely place, but I think I'll stay where I am too.
SS
Maybe she doesn't like kings.
I thought everyone liked snakes.
Does your brother know there are people who don't like snakes?
SS
hello SS how are u?
no I'll be staying put I guess. Couldn't leave Mikey for 3 out of 6 weeks.
Now if I could persuade Aussie to change careers then we could BOTH work up there and maybe get a house or big caravan or mobile home or transportable. Tent.
But like thats going to happen.
I don't like snakes in my room either, especially ones as deadly as Cobra's. I'm still checking under the bed and dinner table!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
If she doesn't like kings, she doesn't like Elvis.
AW, you forgot the flies...the kamikaze flies. The flies big enough to bite a plug out of you.
Cinders, no matter how the dollar signs came out, think of what treasure you stored up in heaven. There is no price tag on that.
SS, my brother has heard there are people who don't like snakes, but he always put them in the same category with Santa and the Easter Bunny. I think she's kidding, personally.
AW, I think you're kidding, personally.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mom, in case you didn't see, the bed ate AJ (ok, he might have been a little extra tired, too), and we are leaving bright and early tomorrow. It still shouldn't make a difference with getting back, since his appt is first thing Wed am, and we will head back to the house when we're done.
As far as snakes - I like them sometimes, and not others.
On an early morning hike, I stepped over a log, and on to a western diamondback rattlesnake. I knew what it was the moment my foot touched it, though I couldn't see it yet. Momentum carried me onto it, and off the other side - I think I jumped about 10 feet. Being cold, the snake was sluggish, and it slowly crawled off into the brush. If it had been warm, I think I would have fang marks in my leg - had I lived.
It took me a long time to calm down.
SS
But, all is well, thankfully.
Nothing like a little adventure in your life.
well too big ones today ..... Womens International Day ..and that meant exactly what? Did anyone do the washing for me? cook dinner? anything? no ..us girls went to lunch and had a salad and a coffee in our office. So much for the modern woman <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and of course the biggy . 20th Wedding Anniversary today!! Not much fun spending it by myself but I'm ok with waiting until Aussie is back. We will have just that much more to make up for lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I didn't think we'd get there but a few short years ago, but we have. Happy when together. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Of course its not much different from when Aussie is here, he usually forgets anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hi guys!
Just a quick note to tell you that in the next couple of days I will be remembering all americans as Bush visits my country. This is chaos, there are american helicopters and planes everywhere and we're not allowed to visit certain areas of the city while Bush is there! Shocking!
Well Happy Anni to our dear AW!!!!!!!!
I didn't see that till today, but since today is the 9th, it must still be your American Anniversary!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
CC, that sounds so exciting - aside from having the whole city turned topsy turvy.
I just don't think it's fair that he will visit your city, but not mine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
HI ya Neak! how was the drive?
THANKS NEAK .... I'll also keep the Amer Anni as well!! lol Especially as last year his nibs tried to persuade me it was on the 10th not the 8th as he had forgotten it!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I know I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed but pleee-ease!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> lol
CC its sad that no matter where a well known person goes these days the security has to be so intense. oh well lets hope it gets better in the years ahead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I missed the big cyclone just in time. It hit Port Hedland and killed 3 people, one woman and 2 men. Now a second one is heading that way too. Another cat 4 or 5 as well. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
But the good news is that it is Friday night here, I'm watching cricket live from the West Indies, near Florida/Cuba way sort of, Australia and England. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The drive was nice, even if there was no time allotted for extracurricular activities. Oh well, after the first night I was too tired, anyway.
The weather was beautiful - there was a bit of rain, but nothing excessive, and lots of sun. I wore shorts the whole time.
Mom, there are some things I won't even tell here. You may not believe it, but it's true. All I will say is it involved vigorous bowels, no bathrooms, and plastic bags. Lots of plastic bags. Who would have thought that one little boy could hold so much? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I may have said too much already.
Now, back to the unrestrained sharing we are all so much more comfortable with. I didn't drink nearly enough water on the trip, and now have a UTI. I am trying to pack in some more cranberry juice, which is the only reason I am here, and not in bed already.
Clancy peed a little on the floor tonight, right next to Neakbro. I know the Dervish took him out this afternoon, but maybe didn't let him stay long enough. The poor dog was obviouely mortified.
Neaksis and I went into hysterics at AJ's smirking. All of us were thinking of the same incident.
Back before we got married, AJ had a small dog that didn't like Neakbro very much. The wee doggie wasn't scared or anything, just didn't like him.
Well, one night AJ is driving away from the fire station, Neakbro in the truck with him, and the dog sitting on Neakbro's lap. Without warning, that dog opened up the floodgates and peed ALL over Neakbro's lap. Not drip, but deluge.
Wiping away the tears, AJ gasped out, "That's so special - now you belong to my doggie!"
So tonight's catch phrase was, "Now Neakbro belongs to Clancy, too. Bwaaahaaaahaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Neakbro was not visibly amused. I'm sure he was laughing on the inside, though.
My pet bacteria and I are off to bed, but a blessed Sabbath of rest and family to all! {{{{{{Dear Friends}}}}}}}
Who would have thought that one little boy could hold so much? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And for such a short time, too... How short, you ask? Much, much
too short, is all I can say. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Remind me never to go on any trips with YOU guys! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'll be home tomorrow afternoon. I'll try and come by for a visit before I go home, since once I go back to work tomorrow night I'm scheduled 6 nights/wk. for the next 6 wks. and I think my visiting schedule is going to be sort of, um,
cramped.
t&l
T&L, you must have done something to have endeared yourself to the person who makes out the schedule - otherwise, they would not have wanted you around so much.
They would probably keep her around 24 hrs a day if they could. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Mom, are you back yet? The afternoon is just about over.
Maybe she should just say what Pitty Pat said in 'Gone With the Wind."
I don't know nuthin' 'bout buhthing babies.'
Maybe she should just say what Pitty Pat said in 'Gone With the Wind."
I don't know nuthin' 'bout buhthing babies.'
Beggin' your pardon, Rella, but it wasn't Aunt Pitty Pat who said that. It was Prissy, after she had bragged about how she knew all about birthing babies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Was she a teenager? Sounds like it.
I have the roly poly foster baby on my lap. He's so sweet. So adorable! I hope he takes a nap soon. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My jury duty for today got cancelled, so now all that remains is to see if AJ's jury duty for tomorrow got cancelled, too. If it did, he can go on the ski trip, which is now a snow rafting trip.
In other news, my cabbage just sprouted.
It's a slow news day, not that that's a bad thing.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi Neak
yes slow news days are so FINE! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
As for babies / todders ...
I FINALLY got Mikey to sleep at midnight <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ,,
thanks to the State Gov we have daylight saving in Summer so it doesn't get dark until 9.00pm or so ....
you know how hard it is to get the little ones down when its still so light........he thinks its run around the backyard time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> his mum on the other hand thinks its time for 'oh my aching back' and 'why aren't you asleep yet?'
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Babies are so much fun to hold and cuddle, especially when you can hand them back <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Now that I have done the lunches for tomorrow and washed the dishes its 1.17am and I'm off to bed .... did I hear you say you wanted to do the ironing ???? on its way lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ok, it was Prissy. T&L needs to feign amnesia.
Would that it were feigning! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Who am I and why am I writing to you people anyway? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
sounds very foggy to me tl .........lol hehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I wonder if that line would work on Aussie when he next asks what happened to the bank account?
what money? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
We had CREDIT balances? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
We have bank accounts? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I cannot recall spending anything <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I cannot recall how to use a auto teller <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
What new spa and sauna? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
New Carpet has been laid where? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
what do you think tl??? worth a try or should I be prepared to stay with you for a week or two?? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
In other news, my cabbage just sprouted.
Did I miss anything else?
SS
You missed my 10 mile walk last Saturday. I walked from the Shelby Bottoms parking lot to Billy's Idle Hour.
Well, now my beans have sprouted, too, and my cilantro is a bit leggy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My internet has been on the blink for daaaaaaaaays!!!!!! Now I can finally get on here, and I'm so sleepy I can't stay to play much.
I will leave a note for Neaksis to tell us how she caught Val cheating today.
Never mind, I will just tell you, and if she wants to come on and correct my exact wording, let her.
She was grading Val's science assignment. "My, Val really did well this time - she has gotten everything right so far." (This should have been the first clue something was wrong.)
Then she came to the question: Draw a diagram of the sun.
Val had written, "Make sure students show all five layers."
Bwaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!! I would say she showed all five of her layers...... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Can you say cooked goose?
We had burgers for supper. The only bad thing is I was too full for pie.
Also, my first copy of the book arrived today, all by its lonesome. I hope my comps, and also the 30 I ordered, will arrive shortly.
Anyone going to be in the area of Ione next Saturday night? Feel free to drop in for the program. I'll keep you posted about any other upcoming events, too, since I want to branch out a bit. (Or if anyone just wants to invite me, hint hint hint..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />)
Ok, nodding off here, and still one other quick stop to make. Good night to all, and I have missed you!
missed you too Neak!
I can feel for Val ... I never managed to work out anyway to cheat on homework either. And you know what makes it worse? these days with the internet in schools you are actually ENCOURAGED to look the answers up!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Sister Mary Ellen would have loved it! She gave up whopping me and used to just hold her head and say 'Why me Lord? Why me?"
You know..mum used to ask that too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I mean what was wrong with saying the shortest point between point A and point B was in a Monaro? I mean it was! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and great news with the book!!!!!!! [[[[hugs]]]] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
mums says FANTASTIC !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and great news with the book!!!!!!! [[[[hugs]]]] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
mums says FANTASTIC !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You know what this means, don't you, Neak? She didn't read yet
herself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L, are you saying AMum mis-stated the truth?
Oh, no, Cinderella. I wasn't saying anything at all about AW's mum!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Are you saying AW is not telling the truth?
Are you saying you own, dear daughter's book is NOT fantastic?
I don't know if the current book is fantastic or not. Those idiot editors made her take out some of the best parts (some of which were my idea. Not that I'm bitter... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) Certainly NOT!
Just got a 26,640 point word on Bookworm. If only this were a marketable skill I'd be rich! Also, Neaksis can say more if she feels like it--I have to go back and start working again--but her oldest adoptee rebelled against being grounded today and called the sheriff on her. Told them he was afraid of being hit. Thought they'd come out and put the fear of the LAW into her. Instead, he got a full 30 minutes of police barbeque flambe with rump roast gnawing (his being the rump getting gnawed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />), and was soundly excoriated, by 2 stern deputies, for lying, trying to make a false report,yadayadayada. Also, he got several doses of his absolute favorite reminder: "You're only 13. You are still a child. You are not an adult yet, and you need to obey your mother." Bwahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Lovely day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We'll see how long it is before he tries that particular stunt again.
t&l
ok ok tl I admit it...I haven't read the new book yet, of course. But in my de-fence cause I haven't a on-fence <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> I never did say I had,,,I just didn't say I hadn't <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ....I admit to not thinking about that interpretation at all!! my mind was otherwise engaged. I wonder what happens when it gets married? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
However, mum thinks Neak is fantastic anyway regardless of the book <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
And just because YOUR parts, you know the BEST parts <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> got dropped I know you are not bitter at all ..... much ..... well not a lot <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Philistines I tell you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Ah the wonderful memories... you know you are a mum when your kid calls the law on you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
rotflmao <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
you know... why didn't I think of that when I was a kid? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Looks like nothing much has changed around here - Things are just wonderful......... all sweetness and light, no problems.
Cinders, when you walked ten miles, how long did it take you?
I hope everyone has a wonderful week, I know I will.
Hi CC !!
SS
It took close to 3 hours. Walk was through downtown and urban areas....had hills. Had stoplights. Had conversations at the water stations. It's been really cool to be out of the car and see things I would never have seen before. The one armed statue at Bobby's Idle Hour. The naked people statue at the roundabout - their nakedness doesn't bother me but I think the statue is ugly....most of the people look like they are running away from an explosion or some really bad music. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Cinders what a GREAT walk for you!! GREAT JOB!! I've done walkathons and I know how hard it is!!! big hugs to you [[[[RELLA]]]]
Wish I had the mild temps to do that. Went to pick Liz up from Uni at 7.30pm last night and it was 41 C (105.8F)... about the same tonight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Looks like nothing much has changed around here - Things are just wonderful......... all sweetness and light, no problems.
Of course SS I mean thats because we are made of sugar and spice and all things nice and boys made of snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
that or we girls know where to buy Valium cheaply to drink with our CHAMOMILE tea! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW -those temperatures in Perth must be unbearable at times? Do you have to water ration? Has it got worse - global warming?
My friend who moved back to Perth last year is moving away from Oz to Cyprus. She thinks Perth is turning into a desert and will run out of water! She is a bit of a drama queen though.
Have you had any news about Aussie?
Hi TT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
well its always been hot but there is a lot less rain which = water shortages. The Gov has just built a huge desalination plant to convert sea water to drinking water and there is a plan to bring water down from the Kimberley up North, about 2500km away but many $$$$
Global warming? maybe indirectly from the warm ocean currents staying longer in summer etc.
Nothing from Aussie so on the way to bed ... hopefully Mikey will sleep through again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
hugs [[[[TT]]]] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I must have missed something....when did Aussie leave? Any idea what his destination was?
How did I miss that?
I think I'll go call the doctor. Not sure what I'll tell them. I don't know if I have a virus or a respiratory infection. But I do know what it will become.
Rella Aussie left a few weeks ago however we were not allowed to say when until well after and though we have not been told where, we have a pretty good idea from the talk at the barracks.
So we won't hear until....
1. something happens
2. they come home
0r
3. they send more troops which means they can't hush it up as they would like.
of course I'm batting for number 2 and then number 3 as I don't want to have to face number 1. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Avoidance.. art of the service wife <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hi TL
many thanks
bigs hugs to you as well [[[[[[[ TL ]]]]]]]
hows work going? busy?
AW,
My W's brother was home on leave, but just went back. He is in (I would guess) the same country.
We hope and pray they all come home safe.
Rella Aussie left a few weeks ago........
That does explain a lot. Quite a lot.
All I can say is "don't worry, be happy."
Rella, 10 miles in three hours is good. I don't know if I can walk that fast these days.
Hi T&L.
I hope you are getting enough sleep.
OK, I know you are not, but hope springs eternal - so I hope.
Hi CC !!
Neak is quiet these days. Did someone cut the telegraph wires? I hope the savages don't get her.
SS
Neaks probably enjoying the time away and Mr Mom is spending some good time with the ankle biters.
Of course I'm a bit concerned about the house though .......will it still be standing ??
Flooded out??
well hope all is really good on the neak front. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
TL go get some sleep ,,,NOW!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
SS hows ya? my cricket team is doing Sooooooo good <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
DD got some roses from her man ... isn't the web amazing? he arranged it from Iraq...isn't that just the sweetest, shes been sniffin for hours <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Cricket team?
Do the play with teeny balls and bats?
How do you train them to play, and not jump out of the stadium?
What do crickets eat?
I saw a flea circus once, but never a cricket team.
Good for DD, it's good that HE remembers what will help HER. I know it helps. In the beginning, after I first found MB......... I would get flowers for my W and she would ask "OK what did you do wrong this time?"
Now she just says "Thanks, and come here for a kiss."
I hope you get some good news too, it's about your turn.
Hi Cinders.
Maybe you should move to the desert for your health.
I haven't been sick for ages.
Cough, Cough
Honest -
Sniffle, Sniffle.
It's either the desert, or the chocolate.
Lets see.....Lindt Lindor truffles today. I can live with that.
I get to go away this weekend with my W for our 30th. Our official celebration will be a cruise in June, but we figured we needed a weekend now just to help us last until June.
Only a few hours left before I get to leave work and pack.
I love Fridays. (Hey, it's Friday for me.)
SS
Have been sick. Ear infection. Sore throat. Cough.
Son had bad cough and runny nose last week.
Daughter had bilateral ear infection and sniffles today.
What a way to spend spring break.
I didn't move off couch this afternoon for 7 hours.
I don't know if I can manage going to work tomorrow.
Just saying a quick hi. I'm still here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
You better hope that your 'here' is not the same as my 'here'. If it is, you may need to get away fast.
If you are here, and Neak is here, and I am here..then are we here or there???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
maybe I'm lost but thats a normal thing.
hey my big broad son is here with a mate.. He's on a few days leave after doing a field training thingy over here and he came to see his mum. Isn't he sweet? I bought him Chinese ..he ate $94 worth <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hes so big and looks so much like Aussie its kinda scary!! lol
he also drinks like him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
but as I have said before..still my baby boy!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mikey thinks he's in heaven he adores big brother and follows him around like a puppy as much as he can isn't that so cute!
Wish I could see it. Though I am here, too, I find it hard to make out either one of you. Squinting helps. $95 of Chinese food??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
This morning I had a bad dream, then, still in my dream, tried to post about it on MB.......using watercolor. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Today is the last day of school before Spring Break. *twitch twitch*
Cinders, wonderful about your event! You really went the distance! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW, tell your mum it's ok if she hasn't read it yet. I will just send her a round tuit. You have Mikey, so I will have to send you several. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS, good to hear from you as well. Have you been to any more cool camping places?
Cinders, wonderful about your event! You really went the distance! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Tomorrow, I have an 11.5 mile training walk. Next to the last big one. I feel wobbly. Really, really wobbly.
This is not good. I need the training session.
Hope you feel better - I know that is really important to you.
We are in Talent, OR, headed for WA and TX next. It's going to be a quick trip, since we need to be back by next weekend for the program.
I am thinking of changing the Dervish's name to Banshee. We wore him (them) out today, and he got so whiny all he could do was squee. He went to sleep at 7, Mr. Computer at 7:30, and the Princess is still cruising along.
Church was lovely this morning. They have it in a carpeted gymnasium. It's pretty small, but everyone was so friendly! The sermon was about Peter when he was released from prison by the angel (just for Mom to be able to snicker at me, that was originally typed "when he was released by the angel from prison"), and the power of intercessory prayer.
We were invited to stay for potluck afterwards, and the kids all found little friends immediately.
After we finished eating, we walked back to the truck and went to the rest area that was just down the road. AJ & I took a short nap, while the kids read stories, then fed the seagulls. (Neaksis thought I said "beagles", so insert that into every spot I said "seagulls", and picture her face when we came to the part about flying.)
The seagulls were flocked outside the truck, as the kids tore the truck apart to find more food for them. The seagulls did not seem to like the sunflower seed husks that had been sprinkled for them, though I suspect they were planning to come back for the little strawberry pieces.
The seagulls DID eat the bread, dried tomato and basil crackers, leftover burritos, quesadilla pieces, grapes, and who knows what else. One quesadilla piece was thrown out whole, so one seagull grabbed it and flew off with it, while all the others chased it, pecking and scolding.
That is when we ran the stuffing out of the kids.
Now we are at the Wal Mart to get, among other things, more bread. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sounds like memory building, Neak.
I managed 6 miles. I was still feeling a bit wobbly when I started. Felt better when I finished. Might have squeezed out 8 under the circumstances but I didn't want to risk being found shriveled in a ditch.
Unshriveled in a ditch is not much of an improvement. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> Good call, and 6 is nothing to sneeze at. (Just ask the Dervish, who tells everyone his age is "Past 5!")
6 is very good Rella. Don't wear yourself out training!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak hope the trip is a nice smooth run ..for ALL in the cab lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was up ALL last night until 6.00am and had a few hours sleep and now so tired I can't sleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
work tomorrow
we also come off daylight saving tonight so clocks go back 1 hour. Is that why I am on time lately??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Thanks, ladies....did you know most of the half marathon walkers are middle-aged women with cooshy bodies that we got by NOT exercising diligently. And WE ROCK!!!!
We just went on daylight savings a bit ago. Now I am running 2 hours late.
Get some sleep, AW.
Get some rest, Cinders.
We made it to WA without too much trouble, and are waiting to get unloaded. Then we'll go to White Swan, stage for tomorrow, and tire the kids out again. AJ brought the soccer ball, so that ought to be funny.
I have been dozing off and on since 10. We got a room so we could sleep in beds, actually shower, and do some laundry. (Did I mention that Mr. C forgot to bring all his clothes, and that it was only his good fortune that I had just gotten him two outfits, or he would have been nekkid?)
The stupid dryer was so slow - the first load finished washing at about 9pm, and a short while ago I gave up waiting for the second load to dry all the way, and draped it around the room, along with selections from the first load. Stupid dryer. I think I said that. More than 3 hours to "dry" two loads.
It is nice to have a few hours to relax before cramming back into the truck and commencing our mad dash to San Antonio. Not that sleeping in the truck isn't wonderful. When it is in motion, whoever is asleep piles into the bottom bunk, behind the net. When we stop, the net comes up, AJ & I sleep on the bottom bunk, Mr. C sleeps on the top bunk, and the Princess and Dervish sleep on the floor, their feet on either side of the gear shifter. By morning, the Dervish is almost always in bed with us, usually between us so I am left clinging to the bed with my rear hanging off. Cosy.
Getting sleepy again...see ya'll (y'all?) ((yawl??)) in the morning.
That stupid baby made me flash the head elder on our outing Sabbath.
I am going to wear high button shirts until he is 30.
The head elder is going to be wearing blinders.
t&l
Neaksis flashes church elders and TL wants to blinders on them?
Now THAT is a discussion I could have SO much fun with, however fearing unjustifiable retribution I shall restrain myself lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Now to tactfully change the subject .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Sometimes bringing up a son has it's downside especially when you just KNOW he's pushing your buttons ...
my son sent me this today at work by email as he's thinking of changing his career after looking this up .....
[color:"blue"]
There are men in Guam whose full-time job is to travel the countryside and deflower young virgins, who pay them for the privilege of having sex for the first time
Reason: under Guam law, it is expressly forbidden for virgins to marry.
Mum let's just think for a minute, is there any job anywhere else in the world that even comes close to this? [/color]
I would smack him but he's too tall and so far away.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I meant voluntary blinders, worn for fear of suddenly-and-without-warning having his, um, horizons broadened. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Probably, Neaksis didn't show him anything he hasn't seen, in some form, in the past.
I'm devastated to have missed that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Monday night I drove through Idaho. I saw Pacific Press right there by the road, which was fun. Too bad it was so late - I would loved to have visited.
The wind picked up leaving the truck stop in Nampa, and sent clouds of sand swirling all over, with visibility like driving through thick fog.
Then the weirdest thing happened. AJ still teases me that I was hallucinating, but I wasn't.
The wind was blowing terribly, and sent swarms of tumbleweeds racing across the road. Hundreds, then thousands and thousands. Tens of thousands, mile after mile.
It was like an endless episode of "The Trouble With Tribbles".
I smashed through them like they weren't even there, but it was almost like hitting animals, because they moved like they were alive. Some just rolled, others hopped, bounced, jumped, and leaped, twirling and dancing in a turbulent river across the road.
Several were as tall as I am, since they reached just above the hood of the truck before I squashed them to bits.
The effect was hypnotic: trying to steer a straight course between the white lines, with a perpendicular sweep boucing and jouncing along. I had to force myself to aim for the lines, and not watch the tumbleweeds. Not follow the tumbleweeds. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Just when I was used to fighting the wind and weeds from one direction, it shifted, and all the tumbleweeds started coming back from the other direction. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Finally past the scene of the massacree, I stopped at a rest area to use the facilities and pry my fingers away from the steering wheel. Which is where AJ started hinting that I must have hallucinated the whole thing, despite the little tumbleweed sticks poking out from his grill, his headlights, and every other tiny little orifice on the front of the truck.
He drove the rest of the night, having a bad icy stretch, but other than that, not too bad.
I took over again right around Moab, UT. Neakie the Pooh and the Blustery Day! It was very very windy and gusty, with tons of road construction, to boot. At the end of my first 3 hours I had gone 65 miles.
It picked up from there, and I brought us all the way into Texas before trading again.
I got to see the entrance to Arches National Monument, all of Wilson Arch, which was visible from the road, Roswell in the distance as we detoured around on the new truck route, and the turnoff to Carlsbad Caverns.
Now we are at our destination, 3 days early, waiting to get unloaded. If they hurry, we have a load in Laredo, going to Southern CA and then Kent, which would be perfect if we could get it.
There are no bathrooms here, so I hope they hurry
In closing, I just have to say I am worried about Neaksis. I think she may be leaving the straight and narrow. First she says "smitten with gonads" in church, and then she flashes the head elder. At least it wasn't the pastor, but I have to worry about what could be next. Once these tightly wound personality types start to unravel, anything is possible.
I'll keep you posted. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Neak
keep your legs crossed and don't think of water!! It never worked for me but I figure it might for someone some day!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure Neaksis will be ok <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ........ well I was sure it was still Tuesday as well so maybe that is not reassuring after all !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, it's always breakfast time somewhere.
Neak, I certainly hope you're not trying to say you're planning to go to WA between now and tomorrow night, when you're supposed to be home getting ready for our "special" music in Manteca and your big book promoting program that night. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> If you are, you need to be practicing the following phrase: "My life is no longer worth a plugged nickel." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And you can have your children begin to prepare your eulogy. They'll need it sooner than they think.
t&l
P.S. Maybe less than a plugged nickel, what with inflation and all!!
Just for Neak
Toolin' down the Highway On the road again
I just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is sending emails to my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again
Now that song will be stuck in my head. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
WA will be for AJ alone on Monday. We have two wikiwiki drops in southern CA tomorrow, then we beat feet home.
We would have been in LA by this afternoon, but were too tired to drive all night last night. We felt very decadent, stopping the truck for 6 1/2 consecutive hours. Except for loading and unloading, and obviously a few brief potty stops, we have been rolling round the clock since Monday.
Coming across highway 90 (I think it was still 90), along the TX/Mexican border, we came across an oversize load where the truck was stopped, parked, under a too-low bridge. They had stopped just short of smacking it, and AJ thought they could get enough room by lowering their airbags long enough to get under. But in the meantime it was pretty funny, as long as no one hit them.
We now have the microwave out and strapped down, so if the Princess wants, she can make her popcorn while we drive down the road. All we really still need is a shower.
In case I didn't mention it yet, we are in Arizona now.
Let's see...the boys amused themselves this afternoon by coloring all over each other with green markers, and we all read a whole bunch of my book together. We are now on Chapter 4.
After we get home, I will try and post a few pictures. AJ's phone has been acting up, so I only have a few, but the ones I have are pretty.
So, who is cooking me breakfast tomorrow? I know, AW can cook me breakfast tonight, which is morning for her, and Cinders can cook me breakfast tomorrow, which is also tomorrow for me. I would like pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream, please. Both times is fine.
Be back in a while..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I can fix you yogurt with some sliced strawberries and a handful of raisin bran or cheerios on top. You are hallucinating if you think I am cooking pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream. Saturday, you can get a pbj sandwich which has become my scriptural breakfast before my training walk. After the walk, we can stop at the Donut Den and get something decadent and fried and glazed....or a big muffin....or fresh bagels - maybe a spinach parmesan bagel or a power bagel.
well I've made 30 pikelets, (just small pancakes about palm size) with double cream whipped just right, got strawberries and blackberries AND some very nice strawberry syrup not too sweet ...... and WHERE are you??? Mmmmm??? oh well I can't let it ALL go to waste can I?
Yummmmm isshh is 'ice oh pardon , mouth full <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
and you know the funniest thing? I've really got the pikelets , strawberries, blackberries and cream lol ..isn't that just FEAKY!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I made them before hopping onlne hehehe
yum though.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm hungry. All of the above sounds so good!!!
We are on our way to the second SoCal drop, then zoom to home!
HIYA Neak!!
hope you have a good trip to the second SoCal drop and a safe ZOOOOOMMMMM home!! I'm sitting here with match sticks holding my eyes open eating my pikelets waiting to see if I hear from Aussie.
Mum is half watching cricket between falling asleep and Liz is working tonight in casualty at Royal Perth Hospital with the resident docs to see what its like. I imagine its yucky & bloody ..most accident victims go there.
She told me of a young brick layer who came in around 8.00pm during the week. He was up on a couple of 44 gall drums laying bricks on a house wall and slipped off and fell on the handle of the wheel barrow. It pierced his stomach but being a MAN did that stop him? NO!! He slid off it and went back to bricklaying!! (I mean wouldn't we all?) Then after a while he felt 'funny' so he jumped down and went to the pub to have a beer, I mean what else would you do?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Can't you hear his mates now ..... Bit of a hole there old son? yep, maybe should get it looked at .. yep after you buy your round .. yep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> so he did.
Thats why he turned up at around 8 pm half cut. Pardon the pun! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
He was so lucky, it missed doing any real damage, however I think his mental acumen has already been shriveled by the sun <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> I'm pretty sure most men are not like this ... well excluding Aussie ..probably ....... maybe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
There's no way I can comment on everything -
But I couldn't pass this one up.
That stupid baby made me flash the head elder on our outing Sabbath.
I am going to wear high button shirts until he is 30. How old is the head elder now? And what difference will it make when he turns 30?
Did I miss something?
I admit this aisle isn't always the easiest for me to understand.
Cinders, you are well this week?
AW,
I hope when you do hear from Aussie, it's all good.
If it was a hod tender then I could believe it, but I thought brick layers were smarter than that.
T&L,
Relax, she'll either make it, or she won't. Prop your feet up, and take it easy. Maybe even have a nap.
Hi Neak.
I hope all is well at home when you return.
My camping place last weekend was a HOUSE, in a small town, in the mountains. I don't feel bad about it either. We took walks, and I read a few books and I got to sleep as long as I wanted. Sometimes life is good.
The small town
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/PV/PVTown.jpgThe campground where we took walks. It was closed for the winter for camping - but not for hiking.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/PV/PVCampG.jpgCinders, are YOU getting enough sleep?
Hi CC -
And BTW Neak, I do have a few photos from our camping trip earlier in March.
The desert in March
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/wpockets/WP1.jpgWhere we camped
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/wpockets/WP2.jpgThe Petroglyph site (or one of them)
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/wpockets/WP3.jpgSinkhole in the desert - 200 ft across, and 200 ft deep.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/wpockets/sinkhole.jpgThe campfire at night
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/wpockets/campfire.jpgMay God watch over you all, and take care of you.
SS
SS - enough sleep...no. Crashed about 10 last night - fully dressed. Coughed off and on all night - enough to wake me up. And I dreamed about bras.
Woke up at 1:30 and got between the sheets. Had trouble getting up this morning.
Pollen is terrible right now. Son has been sick for 2 weeks. I was sick last week and I feel like it's coming back. YUCK!!!!!! Still taking my antibiotics, though.
Hi SS
Good to hear from you & I pray all is well with you and your family.
I heard from Aussie well to be exact I got a phone photo of him so thats something. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Glad you had a great time away SS <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Rella I have problems with pollen as well at times, but not as bad as getting infections though, just a stuffed nose. Hope you get better soon! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
well back to gardening ..... Mikey is sitting happily in a muddy little patch ..playing & having a ball <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Time for a walk - anyone want to go do 6 miles with me? I can't find but one knee brace. I know the other one is in my room. I feel like I've been having ADD issues with much of life for months now and I am going nuts with it. That might be the one thing I would change about myself.
We have two wikiwiki drops in southern CA tomorrow, then we beat feet home.
I'm pizza'ed off .... you did not even TRY to come by & see me wikiwiki
*harrumph*
Nobody comes to see me.......<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
Will come back later with the full scoop, but AJ is about to leave on his next round of interstate fun, and I'm helping him get ready.
Wheelbarrows <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Loved the pix
Pep <----> peP sooooooo sorry!!!!!!!! My bad, to be sure, but from something you said a long time ago, I thought you were in the Bay Area-ish. I will let you know when we'll be down there, hopefully not too far from now.
Sig line: every time we go through Idaho, I have to put up with all kinds of AJ cracks about the name. Et tu, Pepe?
Cinders, I waved to you, maybe you just did not see me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
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Pep, since it is your BD, I hope you have an awesome day. I hope you have an awesome day everyday - but especially today.
For that matter, I hope everyone has an awesome day. I need to do yard work. I want to go to the toy store. I need to do mail. I want to take a nap. I need more time and less to do.
It never fails.
Do I stop at a rest area, just before arriving at our location?
Yes, I do.
Am I still tying shut raunchy plastic bags for the Dervish?
Yes, I am.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
What! Has no one been here for 2 days?
Quick hello to all ..4.00am I need to sleep
hugs to all
AW
Nite! It should be night there.
I either am having the worst allergies every in my life, or I am sick. This is the fourth day, and it has gotten bad enough that I hope I am sick. The allergy meds haven't helped much, so maybe I am.
We're probably going to Natural Bridges today, a cute little swim-thru cave up in the hills. The water is f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-freezing!!!
The boys finally had their summer haircuts. They were starting to look like those pencil toppers that you twirl.
Summer haircuts? You gotta be kidding me. I live in the south. I saw snowflakes today after visiting the annual rabbit display that goes up every Easter at the nearby toystore. Snowflakes!!!!!!
So, .....Princess TalksWithHerHands just got released from one set of consequences. Get a load of the e-mail I just sent her dad and stepmother:
[color:"purple"] Before you read this, remember that I am very unhappy there is no 'steam coming out of ears' emoticon! [/color]
This morning, at 5:30, I went in G's room to remind her that she was to be at work at 6 a.m. and she needed to get the show on the road. She was still bundled up and she looked at me and said she wasn't going. She told me Doc had called her and told her someone else needed extra hours and asked if they could have her shift.
I knew I hadn't heard the phone ring and she hadn't told me this the night before so I doubted her statement.
So, this afternoon, I told them that, if the did a particular thing, we might go to the Donut Den.
A few minutes later, she told me she didn't want to go to the Donut Den. I knew I was probably right. There was something going on. I told her she could wait in the car.
Then, a bit later, she told me that Doc hadn't called. I asked if she had called him and she said, "No".
I asked her if she just 'no showed' and she said, "Yes".
My plans are to take her in and, if Doc is there, she has to apologize. If he isn't there, we'll come home and she will call him to make an appointment to talk with him - in person.
Bear in mind, this is April 7. In the next few weeks, she has the following reasons to want to be off.......going to Ohio to see Marissa, going on the youth group's spring retreat for the weekend of 04/21/07, and going to cheer me on at the marathon on April 28.
She is pressing me for an answer to the question of, "What will the consequence be?"
I don't have a clue.
I think it needs to be sizable. I don't think it needs to be computer or cell phone. I think it needs to be give up some of these other weekends away from the Donut Den.
Will you, please, think this over and let me know what you think is appropriate. I don't care if she misses them all.
Life is a series of choices. You make good ones. You make bad ones. But, they all have consequences.
Her idea of a consequence is 'having to apologize is enough'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I don't think so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Whips are illegal, so there goes my first suggestion.
No, apologizing is not enough.
Maybe if she had a choice between missing all the events, or earning them back, one by one, working a shift for each event at some type of community service thingy.
She lied to you, and lost your trust, and needs to feel the pinch. She's not six anymore..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
(See? Now you have me rolling my eyes, too.)
The deal with going to see Marissa is - this is her new niece - not yet born - who should be born within days. In fact, she was expected Friday. So, this is a big deal.
She hasn't been to a complete youth group retreat since last spring - or the fall of 2005. Work or modeling lessons have interfered.
As for the marathon, she knows I have trained since November. This is one of the few times I have really looked forward to my children being there for me.
I don't know what to do about the lie to me. I did make her tell her dad.
The lie is the big issue right now for me.
Today's Dervishism....
Dervish: Mommy, look at the cowboy balls!
Mommy: What???
(Repeat several variations over the course of a day.)
Finally,
Dervish: Look, Mommy, there goes another cowboy ball!
Mommy: Oh. Um, Dervish, that is called a "tumbleweed".
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Cinders, what ended up happening with your daughter?
Hi ya Neak
hope the trip was not too bad and not too many 'road stops"
lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The cowboys ball's hehehehheh lmao <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Now THAT sounds like something 'somebody" (male) had told him, but I couldn't guess who though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
How is everyone?
For real -
SS
I am pretty good. Cranky at times. Way busier than I like, and getting busier. By comparison, can't complain.
Neaksis is struggling. Her eldest especially, but the others too, are giving her huge problems. She has been looking into what it would take to get him into residential treatment.
If he does not get incarcerated first.
For example, this last week, in the space of about 24 hours, he had stolen $7 and a CD player from my house, kicked Neaksis and called her a jerk (she called the sheriff and filed a report, and should be hearing from the DA's office soon, and will probably be able to get OS on probation), and then turned up with a bunch of stolen credit cards from Grandpa. Nonworking ones as far as we know, fortunately.
So she is overwhelmed. That is just the main events of last week - the exhaustive list would be exhausting.
Mom is ok-ish, I think, I hope. She is still working much too hard as always, but the moving stuff marches on, that will hopefully lighten her load. (Met with the realtor today, and will be trying to race through her to-do list.)
Dad has been looking up every imaginable sort of information for Montana, Kansas, Oklahoma, and beyond. It is quite cute. Also he is off this week, so will get to spend lots of time with Mom when she is home.
Maybe they will have a chance to chime in for themselves, now that I'm done tattling.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak, glad you are ok. Glad the dervish is the dervish.
I will pray for Neaksis and children. You know, parenting is hard enough without that stuff.
So, daughter is grounded for 10 days - scheduled to go from Friday afternoon of last week to Monday morning of nest week - ruling out 2 weekends and canceling special date w/ boyfriend to celebrate their 6 months of dating - not that they really date much at all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Her stepmother thought I was devilishly clever in scheduling it that way.
No cell phone, no telephone, no computer.
Will go to marathon - I need to find them a driver. I know where I would like for them to be. There are places where they could hop on and off course for a bit to walk w/ me - from what I've heard. After all, I'm gonna be way back in the pack. The baby didn't come last weekend. If it comes early in the week - she won't be going....if it comes late Thursday or Friday, she might. I need to see what she has worked out with the boss.
Also he is off this week, so will get to spend lots of time with Mom when she is home.
Is THAT what we're calling telling me how to do what I'm already doing? And how? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Bookworm. Lots of Bookworm.
TL, mum thinks its a male thing, except for those who have graduated from MB Love Busting .... of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Now my dad for instance will sit drinking a beer watching footy and 'remind' mum not to over cook the steak, I mean without that advice I'm sure she would burn it to a crispy charcoal . lol
oh well there you are, married bliss <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Sorry to hear Neaksis is having such a hard time. Give her my best wishes and let her know I’m praying for the lot of them ........ tough times.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Cranky is fine Neak, it means you are alive and kicking, and probably doing WAY to much.I sometimes worry about you when you are soooo quiet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Rella, the big event is soon, don’t over do it. You want to finish the walk and feel ok at the end to enjoy your achievement. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SS, HI!! How did you little break away from work out ok? Good ? Hope so and that you are well rested and ready for work again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Taken 2 weeks leave myself and getting info much as I can on what’s going on with the deployments. DD is stoic and has something on her mind & she is not talking right now.
But such is the life of a Military wife (to be )
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now my dad for instance will sit drinking a beer watching footy and 'remind' mum not to over cook the steak, I mean without that advice I'm sure she would burn it to a crispy charcoal
Hm-m-m-m-m-mph! Not only would she burn it to crispy charcoal, but she'd think she'd done it right, too, and that was the way it was supposed to be. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
rotflmao tl
I do suspect that dad has received a few burnt steaks 'accidentally" of course over the years.
However I have never done that to Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> I always listen to him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Breaking news:
Neaksis has had the sheriff over at her house for about an hour now. I am still waiting for further news, but her OS went on another rampage tonight and was throwing things around the house, tearing books out of the bookcase, etc.
They said the next time they came out, they were taking him in, so we are waiting to see.
Oh, dear. Well, if it's not one thing it's another.
I know this issue pales in comparison to others but my DD - darned dog - ate 3 brownies tonight. So, what do I do for this......
My cocker spaniel that I had years ago, once ate a 1/2 pound box of Belgian truffles and never even puked.
I wonder what 3 brownies - they weren't overly rich or gooey or dark - will do to this dog. This is the dog that eats tampons - then they bounce.
My cocker spaniel that I had years ago, once ate a 1/2 pound box of Belgian truffles and never even puked.
Me too - I'd be wishing there was another 1/2 pound to go with it.
Lets see, what do you do when the dog eats 3 brownines?
Give him a big glass of milk !!
Everyone knows brownies go better with milk. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Let us know Neak. I feel so bad for him. For Sis, and the others too, but for him, because he has had tough road, and it looks like it isn't getting any better.
I'm too tired to type more. Maybe I can post more tomorrow.
Prayers for all of you, and God be with you.
SS
Thank you for the prayers.
He is not arrested, yet. They spoke sternly to him, and said they would arrest him if they had to come out again. What they said before, was they would arrest him if he was violent against a person.
He is skating on extremely thin ice, but is still barely above water.
Mom, I will let you call Ginny in the morning, since she was kind enough to call the pastor, and basically everyone else in the church.
SS - I'll walk her and put her in her crate. If she throws up during the night, she just has to cope with it. Since it's been a couple of hours now and there is no sign of distress, on her part, I bet she'll be ok.
As for Neaksis, I need to do some neck traction tonight. I can pray while I do that.
Cinders, have you ever had a perfect day?
If so, what was it like.
If not, what is it like in your dreams?
Please don't read anything into this, I am just curious.
Neak, Tell Sis hi for us, and that we will continue the prayers. At least she has a good sense of humor.
I don't worry about you nearly as much these days. Maybe a little, but not as much.
I know life will continue to be difficult. That is the nature of life - I would guess everyone who reads here knows that. I take joy in knowing that we can find happiness as we go, and it doesn't have to be all bad. Hard yes, difficult yes, but happy too. I like the happy parts, and I concentrate on those moments.
Too much sunshine = skin cancer.
The right amount = nice tan.
I"ll take the sunshine I get.
Hi CC !! (SS waves)
Hi T&L !! (waves both hands)
Hi everyone !! Waves both hands, nods head - gets dizzy.)
Are you singing again these days Neak?
That would probably be a good measure of how you are really doing.
SS
AW, are things OK at your house?
SS
Ah, you have asked me this before.....
When the children were little, I was fortunate to be a very, very broke sahm. Our favorite outings were the free ones because those were our only outings.
So, in the bleak midwinter, we would pack a picnic, grab the beach towels, put on our swimsuits, put the Beach Boys on the stereo, grab our copy of "Moe The Dog In Tropical Paradise" and head to the beach party - in the living room. We'd lay on our towels and read the book. We'd get on the floor and swim. We'd dance a little. We'd eat lunch.
Those were the good old days.
These are the good new days.
I am so pumped and excited it isn't funny......I am doing my first 1/2 marathon next Saturday. April 28th. I have raised nearly $2,000 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. I'm wearing my red shoes, white socks, black shorts, purple Team In Training team shirt, blue visor, and green crown. I'm gonna be a sight to see. My estimated finish time is 3.5 hours.
[color:"purple"]I AM A [/color][color:"green"]ROCKSTAR[/color][color:"purple"] !!!!![/color]
Yes, but it never hurts -
Does it?
How is the brownie eating dog BTW?
And of course, we want to know how it goes.
Are you totally ready?
SS
Well, I reached my required goal. Just turned in $365 more. Found out that a woman on our team, she's not the smartest person on the team - works at a day care center so she doesn't earn much - seems to have a good heart, was $900 from her requirement. I know she doesn't have the money. I gave it to my coach. I feel blessed. I wouldn't have known if my mentor hadn't told me. I had to get the money back so Tami could have it credited to her. I don't want her to know. I don't care if it comes from the Bluebird of Happiness, the Easter Bunny, an unexplained miracle. Doesn't matter. I just want her to feel the same relief I feel. I want her to walk next Saturday without that worry.
I just need to get my children's day planned and get packed - and keep on working on my foot. I wish I thought there was something more I could do. I rolled it on an ice bottle most of the day.
The brownie eating dog is FINE......Just fine.
You tell that brownie eating dog to be good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
My internet has been down for the last several days, finally got it back last night but didn't have a chance to say hi till today.
My allergies have been too bad the last few weeks for me to sing much, but I am singing inside.
Can't stay long - have to get ready to p/u AJ's check, get a load of dirt for my garden, and clean house.
So good to hear from all of you, and to be back again!
Update on the JD: no sheriff calls again - so far - and the application procedures continue apace. Neaksis got a wonderful letter from our pastor's wife, who was also the kids' counselor for a while, Great letter, talked about how he was superficially sweet and charming, and it would be easy to think that he had no issues. She described how his whole demeanor changes when his anger proglems are brought up, and told of her concern at hearing the things he has been doing lately. She clearly said that she was worried that, if nothing was done, he would injure someone seriously or fatally.
She also said the home resources were exhausted, that it was no longer a beneficial place for him to be, and he needs residential treatment asap.
In the meantime, it would be much more scary if God's hand could not be seen guiding each day with custom precision. He is in charge, and taking this wherever it needs to go.
Foster baby has gone back to his mom, at least for now. The timing was perfect on that, too.
Anyhoo, must get busy - how time flies!
Anyhoo, must get busy - how time flies!
That reminds me .........
Neak, you know what the frog said don't you?
SS
And tell me about this one -
have to get ready to ........... get a load of dirt for my garden .......
You don't have dirt around your house already?
I didn't know they made yards without dirt. You should post a picture. My mom told me if I paid attention, I could learn something new every day. I guess she was right. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cinderella -
Thanks for caring. Thanks for being willing to help others. We need more people like you in the world. I'm glad the dog is OK. I wish your health was better too. We will want to hear how it goes for you.
AW,
What in the world is going on?
By for now.
SS
I am pumped - got several reasons....
more in a later report!!!
How flies time?
I don't know. What did the frog say?
Not all houses come with dirt. Around here, there is usually a few inches of dirt-like material covering a solid rocky composite soil type, almost as much fun to break up as granite.
We had a little dirt right up next to the house, but only a little, and it had to be imported, too.
I got the dirt spread, and can hardly move now. I'll have to take pictures. Of the dirt, not me.
Time to walk - I helped the team avoid a crisis!!! I am good!!!
AW's mum update
AW was supposed to be on leave to get rest however has been lobbying everyone from the top office down trying to get info on home leave for herself and the wives. She looks exhausted, sounds exhausted and has hardly slept for 5 days or so. Its got so bad I've taken the car keys off her. except she hasn't realised it yet. She needs 12 hours of sleep.
GD is not looking much better, just younger. I think she is still getting her head around the 'it does happen to her' - the 'it' being life and adverse situations and welcome to the Army wife life dear one.
Sleep will improve their outlook I am sure.
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I am a blessed woman.....I am so lucky.....
Got an off the wall prayer request.
During training today, my coach and my mentor found a man lying on a pedestrian bridge. He was unresponsive. They turned him over and found he was a 36ish white male wearing running clothes and fairly new shoes. In his hands, he had some sports snacks. He was not breathing and had, apparently, wet himself. They started CPR and called 911. The paramedics found him with no pulse. The first part of the ECG showed only the action from the chest compressions. They entubated him, shot him full of epinepherine and something else, and started bagging him. They took him to the hospital w/ the lights and sirens on.
So, my coach (Martha) and my mentor (Niki) are pretty shook up. But, we have no way of finding out who he was or how he is doing. This brought up issues for a woman whose brother was killed in a car wreck and helped by some good samaritans. The whole team was distressed. Somewhere this man has friends, family, and loved ones.
Just keep the man on the bridge, Martha, and Niki in your prayers.
My Possibly Dream House, But Probably Not.This is the house I want in Kansas. Not that I ever wanted to live in Kansas, but I'd move to the Antipodes right now if I didn't have to work so much and it seems that Kansas and Oklahoma are the likely destinations. And not that this house will be available next summer when I might possibly be able to actually move. But I like it.
It has a dormer.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I've never had a dormer before. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> You still around, Believer? Want to move to Kansas? It only gets blown away once in awhile. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I love it too. Do you have a clue how lucky you are to be able to purchase such a beautiful house for such a small (ish) amount of money? You'd get NOTHING in England for that - a one-bedroomed flat at most and in HK it might pay the legal fees!
That's just because more people want to live the UK and HK than in Kansas. Kansas is F-L-A-T. And windy. And cold in the winter and muggy in the summer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
But cheap. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> And I could be less-gainfully employed. I like that part. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And it beats the Antipodes.
I think................. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who is off to work--dreaming about Kansas and my new little dog, Toto <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Approx 3007 sq ft................ That's a lot of cleaning.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And it beats the Antipodes.
How can you say that TL, we have tropical, sub tropical, Mediterranean, ,,,,, desert. lots of desert ... and the only snow you get is if you go to the mountains in winter.... sometimes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> or if the snow machines are working <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and we have lots of flat <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> miles and miles of it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and endless beaches, sunshine, no ozone layer but who needs one !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
and the US $ is worth 20% more here as well!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
BARGAIN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I got the dirt spread, and can hardly move now. I'll have to take pictures. Of the dirt, not me.
That's what boys are for. You must not beat them nearly enough. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
We have bad soil here, but at least there is soil. Alkaline clay mixed with red sand. It will grow a good garden if you put organic matter in it every year for about 10 years.
The frog said "Time's fun when you're having flies."
That house looks very nice.
Is the inside as nice as the outside?
.......... probably you haven't seen it, so the question may be rhetorical.
Cinders, we hope the injured person makes it OK.
And........ you said more GOOD NEWS later, but we didn't get the more good news. I think your exact words were "I am pumped - got several reasons....
more in a later report!!!"
So???
Hi AW.
Hi CC
Hi Neak Sis
Hi everyone - I should just say that first, I know I miss people when I try to do names.
I hope AJ is well. I don't know if I could drive like that for a living.
SS
AJ is about 7 hours away. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> He is staying home the rest of the week. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'd better get busy finishing (not that it is ever done, just undone and half-done) the cleaning.
I will at least have it looking nice.
Sorry Cinderella -
That is a difficult thing to cope with. I know he wasn't someone you knew well, but sometimes it is still hard when it happens like that.
You are doing well?
SS
AJ is about 7 hours away. He is staying home the rest of the week.
Well everyone, I suspect Neak won't be on MB much this week. Get used to it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS
Well, AJ's friend is visiting him here, so I had a few minutes to stop by for a visit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Sorry about your poor man, Rella. That is very sad, but at least he wasn't alone.
I just realized that I was too busy rototilling on the 18th to notice that I was passing my 2yr anni on MB. A happy and proud anni among the other icky ones.
Yee haaaaahhhhhhh!!!! Two years!!!!!!!!!
I have been so blessed to find all of you.......thank you.
I was a bit of a mess after I found the local obituary. I was a real mess yesterday. Got chewed out by supervisor for it. Did much better today. I think I will send the parents a note through the funeral home. I will tell them that people did stop. That they tried to revive him. That he was not alone. That a group of people said a prayer for him as the ambulance pulled off. And that prayers were said for him until we got news - and now prayers are being said for them.
I hope you are much better now. Would you like a pretty photo to cheer you up?
I finally got out and did a hike last Saturday with W and the twins.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/view2.jpgThis is about the halfway point of our hike.
Good for you Neak. Isn't there a song about that?
Ohhhhoooo, I'm tilling my life away.....
SS
Just beautiful!!!!!!!!!
That song sounds like a good one to sing while working. Then there's always, "Tilling me softly with his eyes....." "Till it up and let it overflow..." and many more.
Mom could think of lots more. "Un-till we meet again..."
I had a funny kid story to tell, and now I can't think of it. When I remember, I'll be back.
If I don't ever remember, I'll be back anyway.
These boots are made for tilling - Nancy Sinatra
Till I Kissed You - The Everly Brothers
I Tilled It My Way
well as long as the bruises are not lasting 'Till the end of time' then all is well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
S-'till there was you' out in the yard working away 'till I collapse' if it was me.
'Till I Get Over You' rototillering like crazy I think I need to rest as you seem to keep going 'TILL KINGDOM COME'
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
oh well enough of that it seems its been going on 'From Dusk Till Dawn'.
Hope you having a great time with AJ, say hi to him and the family. Weirdest dream last night ... gotta think about all the bits <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And it beats the Antipodes.
How can you say that TL, we have tropical, sub tropical, Mediterranean, ,,,,, desert. lots of desert ... and the only snow you get is if you go to the mountains in winter.... sometimes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> or if the snow machines are working <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and we have lots of flat <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> miles and miles of it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and endless beaches, sunshine, no ozone layer but who needs one !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
and the US $ is worth 20% more here as well!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Would you believe I had no idea where the Antipodes are, except that they are far, far away? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Heh, heh. I'm sure they're lovely. And living close(r) to you would certainly be a bonus <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, but I just really can't see us moving there any time soon. Or anywhere, at the rate the house is getting ready to sell. And it doesn't help that we, with our inimitable and perfect timing, waited until the housing boom was busting in order to try and make our move! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Oh, well, I've got a burial plot in Wisconsin, so one way or another, I'll eventually make it out of here. Whether I get to enjoy the move or not has yet to be determined! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Approx 3007 sq ft................ That's a lot of cleaning.
Yes, Believer, it
would be...if I were planning to be doing the cleaning! Why did you think I wanted to stay close to Neak and Neaksis? Love, you say? Oh, right. That was it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Actually, if we move I would probably be doing a lot of the homeschool teaching, and in exchange for taking the little terrors, I mean
darlings, off their hands for the purpose of cramming some sense into their rocklike heads, I figure they can wash my dishes, vaccum, and dust. And cook. But other than that, I'll do it all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well TL thats the thing with housing booms, sell when its booming and you have to BUY when its booming, sell when its on the downward trend and you also then BUY on the downward trend. The trick as I see it is to buy when low and sell when high.... of course I've never been that good at getting it right though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Can you believe that little ol' Perth was the most expensive city in the WORLD to buy a home last month? A block of land costs approx $300, 000 thats a 580 sq m block or about 6234 sq feet ... not that big really.
I couldn't afford our place now. I'd have to live in a Donga in the bush . not such a bad idea actually. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
oh you ask whats a Donga ?
Donga Not bad lived in barracks homes like that, bit close though for 4 people <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
My home is a lot smaller, you can come clean mine ANYTIME you feel like it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
My home is a lot smaller, you can come clean mine ANYTIME you feel like it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Sure, AW, right after I finish cleaning mine. In other words, don't hold your breath!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I want to get on the list..
Race is tomorrow. Please pray I find my knee brace.
We are going to have a 'Birthday Dinner' for Aussie today, its his birthday today!!
His brother & family, mum & dad, and myself, Liz & Mikey.
Not as good as when he's home but as we can't have that we'll have what we can.
TL don't worry about cleaning YOUR house, just do mine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Rella
look where you shouldn't have left it, the real 'no way' place and it'll probably be there.
Unless you left it at a gym or when training? or under the couch, bathroom, spare room, kitchen ...I find lots of lost things in the kitchen.
Of course you could ask your kids... they probably know where it is or have seen it.
Good luck and have a great time doing the race!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
they tore the house up last night looking for my digital camera and cell phone. my room was a wreck. I have one brace but i need two. keep praying
It worked....I found it - this morning!!!!!
I went.
I walked.
I walked.
I walked.
I walked.
AND!!
I walked.
I finished vertical.....
It took almost 4 hours with one potty break. One stop for Tylenol.
Two stretch breaks.
Couldn't have done it without Jessica and Gail - teammates
My foot started hurting before the start!!!
I thought about quitting.
Jessica and Gail kept me going.
I got my medal.
I got my special moment in my life!
It was excruciatingly painful.
But, I did it for those who couldn't - people like David, Lee, Jillian, Dustin, Hannah, Larry, and Andy.
Rella you are a champion!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
What a great job to have done that. Now that you know you can do that, when do you go to do the New York Marathon? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Myself, I'll stick to walking to the shops up the street and back <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Did you find the knee brace in the place it wouldn't EVER be? or the kitchen? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Again a great job and well done!!!
AW
I found it under the couch in the den....just a few feet from the last place I saw it. Thank goodness...I wouldn't have made it without that thing. I almost didn't make it anyway!
Been internetless for 2 days now.
The Clam (oops, Dad I mean), was most distinctly unclammish today. Wow.
The Clam (oops, Dad I mean), was most distinctly unclammish today. Wow.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> If it weren't 12:30 in the morning, and if you're not already asleep I don't want to know WHAT you're doing, I would
so be calling you up to find out what on earth you're talking about! He wasn't unclammish with
me!!!! All I heard about his visit was that yes, he'd gone across the lake while I was asleep and had seen you guys and that he had brought me back some cookies. (Thank you, by the way. I brought them to work and already had to threaten someone with violence to get them left alone long enough for me to eat them myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />) Just what don't I know
this time?
t&l
hey tl maybe we could have a clambake on Mothers Day which is Sunday 12th here.
American clam and Aussie clam .. what a feast <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Picked up DD from drill today, it was so strange. She and her friend Kimberley in green uniforms. They have to go to camp on the 19th May for 3 to 5 days.At least they can't be sent anywhere so thats a relief.
She is hoping to get back in time to see her brother the one in officer infantry warfare training school course. He's on leave for 5 days at that time and is flying home to see his mummy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> he's so tall I'm gonna need a step ladder to hug him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> .. then off he goes to the para's. I'll just buy in bulk cerapax ... for me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You'll put on weight eating those cookies!! Let me HELP you resist the urge .. hand em over!! heh heh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Mikeys sound asleep & I'm off to bed I'm exhausted after first day at work .... I WANNA BE A SAHM ! Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa girlie whine lol
hope you all are good and keep tl guessing about what she doesn't know, whatever it is. If its anything. And I'm not saying there is, was . I don't think. what was I saying???
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Good night,Cinderella. Don't ride in any pumpkins!
t&l
I think it's time to go back to bed.
Might as well. Looks like we've been the only 2 people up for the last couple of days, anyway! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
In case I can't catch you by phone...I sent you an email from TurboTax saying los federales rejected my tax return and it needs to be refiled. Since it's in your computer, guess what that means?
t&l
TL is hiding in Mexico until it all blows over????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Our Tax Office has long decided to NEVER to refuse ANY lodgment. They just take the shirt off your back for any mistakes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Our workplace has at 'random' broken up managers into Group A & B to enable all mangers to attend the annual planning session for next year. Group A , me, which 'happened' to have all of the females went on Tuesday & Wednesday so the other half group B could stay and cover the various work places. Group B today & tomorrow are at the planning session while we of group A cover for them. Clever yes? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
you see the managers are also supposed to car pool the G cars so work as usual can go on with our field officers being able to travel using the pool cars. Now it just so happens that Group B (the men) couldn't agree who would pool with who, so they took ALL the cars stranding 900 workers for 2 days. SOMEONE asked the internal web page rumour site if it was true that as Group B couldn't even plan to car pool should we all be scared about the plans for the future????
Don't now who would do something so cruel though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
AW, I think you would be wise to be scared. This sounds like government or big business. Small business could never afford to let them get away with taking all the cars just because they wanted to. Now they will ask for more money for more cars, because they don't have enough to go around?
I hope things are well with you when you read this.
T&L,
Was thinking about you and wondering how things are going.
Wishing for good health for you - both kinds.
And I hope everyone smiles today, because I understand it's good for your face.
SS
I gave blood today. I guess I was less well recovered than expected. I've given over 100 units. Got through the whole donation, was waiting for my bandage.....then started feeling really weird and asked to elevate my feet/lower my head. It passed in a few minutes....Don't know what happened. But, fortunately, it's over.
Be careful, Rella, blood is so important to have, especially in your head.
Tax problem solved, I think. My bad, but not sure how it happened, but it had Dad's SS# for Mom, and hers for his. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> So Mom can come back from hiding now.
So much to tell, and so little time. Having so little internet doesn't exactly help, either.
Le Clam. Well, he came to the school fundraiser, the "Creep Breakfast," as Neaksis' unlearned eldest referred to it, with more accuracy than he intended.
Dad came and ate with us, we all had a nice chat, then Dad was just standing up to leave cuz his allergies were bothering him, and AJ & I were just about to go wash cars to earn our free breakfast (helpers eat free), when AJ asked him one little tiny question about the frustrations with his job.
I stayed for a while, but finally had to go work hard enough for the both of us. Dad talked and talked and talked and talked and talked. Just the little bit I heard, I think I learned more about him than I knew in my whole life.
He traced the history of his company, from when he started and they all literally had to get a requisition form signed directly by the company prez if they needed a box of paper clips, to the same prez having guided them to a $6 mil a month corporation. And the first act of the new company who bought them out, was to fire that same president.
He talked about some of the different designs he has made over the years, literally reshaping the face of the entire hitch industry. One example would be the hitch for the Ford F-150 and something else, where everyone said it was impossible to design a hitch that could be used on the standard pickup as well as the heavy duty one. He did it, and now it is in use everywhere.
He has had people approach the company from as far away as China, offering to produce for real cheap some of the same distinctive hitches they pirated straight from Dad.
Then there is the W thingy that is part of the hitch whatchamahoozit, that Dad invented, and Ford now uses on their hitch assemblies.
Keep in mind that these are just snippets from when I mosied in for a few, and that even more went on that I didn't hear. And lots about the Swedish (or was it Swiss) industry for hitch-making, that I won't try to repeat or I'll get it all wrong.
By the end, the conversation had worked its way around to the moving project, and Dad was sharing the zillions of statistics in many areas, that he has found for the different counties and states. Where did he find the time to learn all that???? Oh yeah, he doesn't have little kids anymore. Maybe someday I'll learn stuff, too.
They did major manly bonding, and wow did Dad ever talk a lot! I hear they have even replaced his picture in the dictionary next to the word 'taciturn'. With some auctioneer guy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh, AJ is in MT right now, for about a week. He had to go out there and pick up the extra trailer, and was putting in a week of farm labor while he was at it. He is going to go to the church in Plentywood and take them a book, so that should be fun. He asked me the other day, "How does it feel, having your husband for your biggest fan?" Well I'll tell you, it feels pretty good. He even has one of my songs for his special ring when I call.
I think my muffins are done, so I will sign off the FHP aisle, jot one or two other quick notes, and go back to sleep.
Good night and hugs, all my dear friends.
The older you get, the harder it is to lose weight...because by then your body and your fat are really good friends!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The older you get, the harder it is to lose weight...because by then your body and your fat are really good friends!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Yes, and your body, and exercise are usually NOT good friends.
Don't I know it.
I drag my body around to all kinds of places it doesn't want to go, and it uses pain as a means of protest.
Ah - but life goes on...... and on....... and on.
You made me laugh T&L - thanks.
SS
BTW Neak, it looks like the clam can burst out of his shell when there is something he is COMFORTABLE talking about.
I got a chuckle out of that one too.
Hi CC, I hope fall is nice this year.
SS
Hi everyone, SS, Cinder, T&l, Neak, Neaksis and all the aussies, lurkers etc.
Fall is beautiful. Many storms, which I love. It's cool, but the sun feels wonderful.
I have work, I'm quite busy, which is good. I should be busier but I'm enjoying a period (quite extended at this point) of spiritual growth and that takes a lot of my time.
I've re read the Road less Traveled for the 4th or 5th time and am now re reading the last book in the series for the third. I keep finding new things!
I also listen to Dr. Harley every day. I'm becoming an expert. He's on holidays for 2 weeks now, untl the 14th but I can listen to re runs, many of which I hadn't heard and even if I have, it's always comforting to hear him.
I only check the website for news of "old" friends. I was surprised to see Gramn back, unfortunately his story doesn't seem to have turned out that well. I wonder what happened to Caren...
The girls are doing well in their studies.
WH is spending his birthday with his mother and OW in Italy. He'll be back in a week.
No trips on the horizon for me yet, but you never know. If I get paid for the job I'm doing, I'll invent one for myself. I deserve it.
I'm surviving.
Hi SS, neak, TL, Rella, CC and anyone I forgot <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS just think of pain as your body's way of telling you that you are alive! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> As my Aussie says 'Wouldn't be dead for quids" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
It was nice to see the clam shell opening a bit, had a smile or two over it.
And talking of clams, mums clam dear ol' dad, announced to her this morning while she was getting ready to go to work at 5.00am, "oh by the way I'm going into hospital next week, doc wants to do some tests on my pancreas" WHAT says mum!!
"Yeah" dad said to her, "nearly forgot about it.had some blood tests and hes not happy about some of them"
"WHAT blood tests?"
Mum was NOT pleased ... and a bit worried of course.
My sister told us that it's more than likely to be acute pancreatitis as this often presents with raised levels of pancreatic enzymes in the blood. ergo the blood tests.
Causes = alcohol, smoking, and type 2 diabetes. Dad won't test for that. He used to go see Aussies dad who was a doctor and get treated for gout but thats about it. Stubborn
SOME men are very difficult. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Yes SS it is a Gov Department that took all the cars and no they won't get any more. I did make a comment to the DG (CEO) about it and late this morning 30 cars suddenly appeared back in the carpark. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, tht doesn't sound good. But, at least he sees the doctor upon occasion.
SS, I had to chuckle, too. So did Neaksis. Dad also gave me a nice shoulder massage at potluck. Until he got ahold of me, I didn't know that my sore muscles had sore muscles that had sore muscles. I feel better now, except I can't walk.
{{{{CC}}}}} I hope your WH is smitten with emerods. I still can't believe he is passing up a gem like you. Neak <--- indignant on CC's behalf.
AW, let us know how Mr. Pancreas does. I guess gout is manly, but pancreatitis and blood tests are not. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
We had a wonderful communion service today. The children really got the concept, most of them at least, and as part of their preparation, were confessing to stuff left and right. Very unaccustomed, and nice.
(The Dervish just came and asked me what are sperm crabs??????)
Said small Dervish told the children's story, about Jonah. He didn't do too badly, though his War and Peace size saga was liberally sprinkled with "su'nly"s. "Su'nly there was a storm." "Su'nly a big fish came." "Su'nly it swallowed Jonah." "Su'nly it spit him out again."
It was great up until, after the city wasn't "astroyed", Jonah found a little boy outside the city, who had lost his mother, and Jonah took him back to his mother. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Then I had to wrestle the mic away from him or he would still be up there talking.
Then there was, "Mama, when are we going to do the juice and bread, I mean, the blood and skin?"
I'm on the phone now, so will have to come back later. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
So, did you figure out what a sperm crab is.......I can think of a variety of answers. If he had asked about sperm whales it would have been easier.
{{{{CC}}}}} I hope your WH is smitten with emerods.
Or you can let your sister curse him for you, and he'll be "smitted with gonads," as she said recently in church. I pretty much thought most men were so smitten, but what do I know? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hey Neak, I actually looked up emerods in the dictionary!
But I think I know what you mean.
something related to your sister's curse would be more apropriate probably...
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> He would also show you how sorry he is by making gold replicas of them, and sending them to you.
solid gold, right? only way it would be worth selling them!
You betcha! You're worth way more than gold plating.
Hi All
Everyone off with the a cold like I was by the looks of it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Quick update on dad ... no idea as tests are 'continuing' whatever that means .... well I can guess what it means .. no beer, no shellfish, managed diet etc etc etc <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
However mum got called in because of some abnormalities in some blood tests her doc did 2 weeks ago.
Mum said he wasn't too worried but better safe than ignore I guess.
However I'm keeping fingers crossed that neither has a major problem.
I suggested they could share the same hospital room <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> for the week........... the look of horror on each face was priceless <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> .. sometimes those two are strange <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Mikey has a cold, DD caught it, I had it, the pharmacy is making a fortune.
I'm bruising the bank account with concertina glass doors in jarrah that open the games room out to the new enclosed patio I'm still building. Electrician is booked in as apparently no one trusts my wiring attempts <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> .. darn doubters <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> to wire up the patio and new spa area.
Now ......... sledgehammers ... got a beauty for breaking up the old shed slab as thats where the spa is going <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
who'd like to drive the wheel-burrow???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW, I can hold up one end of a shovel as long as I can lean on it most of the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
My oldest son runs the sledge - but I think he calls it a "jackhammer". He breaks up concrete for a living, and hauls it away. Maybe I should send him round.
Rella - are the aches gone yet from the walk?
T&L,
I hope you get a rest this week. May it be just right at work. Busy enough to make the time pass, but slow enough that you don't get so tired.
CC,
Thanks for the update. You are important - and we miss not knowing how you are - when you are quiet.
Reading about the medical tests made me think about my owon parents. They are not in the best of health either. My mom has diabetes. My dad has had problems with his back and shoulder. They get along well considering. I probably take them for granted - though I try to help when needed, and I visit they as often as I can. I know I will miss their help and advice when they are gone.
Life has so many things to think about. Often I think I am too busy, but when I do take the time to think, I realize that often I put the things first that are merely important, and leave off some of the things that are critical. I am sure there will never be enough time to do everything. It pays to take care of the most important things - my Wife, and my children.
Neak, these years are chaotic, and I know sometimes you long for a rest. It won't change much for a while, but if you take the time to think, and if you are careful with how you allocate your time, it will still be a most wonderful time of your life. The right kind of memories are priceless.
Hmmm, not sure why I get into these moods sometimes.
It's a beautiful day here. Not a cloud in the sky, still cool enough to be brisk, and the air smells clean, and fresh. I hope your world is wonderful also.
SS
Y'all, my daughter is really struggling with some issues:
Academic
Honesty
Accountability
Hormones
She is a total mess. Her boyfriend will probably break up with her tomorrow unless she is smart enough to confess all her untruthfulness to him.
She knows better than to make some of the choices she has made and now she is paying the price for those choices.
It came as a real shock to me to find out that she has been clean of her drug addiction for over a year and that it's been over a year since she got out of rehab. That was a surprise to both me and to dad and stepmother. (Uh.....she said WHAT????!!!!!!) That was so made up.
I was also surprised to find out that, for a long time, I was so depressed I couldn't get out of bed so she practically had to raise herself and her brother. That doesn't explain why I got us everywhere we were supposed to be, fixed food, saw that we got dressed, went to work or school, and hung out at the library so much.
So, Princess TalksWithHerHands needs to become Princess ThinksWithHerBrain.
So, please lift her up....and her dad, stepmom, and me. I don't know what we will do with her. At this point, I don't know what I can do for her.
How about Princess DoesntTalkAtAll?
So sorry, it is very hard when our children start manifesting horrible things that we know will bring them all kinds of trouble, but they won't listen and avoid it.
I will pray for your daughter right now.
Hi Neak,SS,CC,TL,Rella and all.
Rella don't know if I feel very confident dealing with those teen issues these days, however I would say you should look for some underlying issue here which would lead her to such behaviour.
Could be depression, young people can suffer from this without parents realising it, perhaps a unpleasant experience with drugs & that doesn't mean she was taking them ... close friend etc, or feeling very vulnerable for some reason and wanting attention.
Yound people seem to feel so much pressure these days, it didn't seem anywhere as difficult when I was that age. Of course it might have been to the 'me' I was back then!
And before you think it ... NO its not Mum's fault !!!
I just try to remember mine are kids even so, adults or not under law <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
talk Rella, keep talking. And expect your buttons to be pushed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> .. and you may want to buy a punching bag <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
you know, maybe I should apologise to my mum for being such a teen cow <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
So, yesterday, on the way home from school, her dad took her - without my input - and had her drug tested.
Last night, she was a basket case. We talked a bit and I told her that she needed to own up to what she had done if she had hurt her friends.
I knew, last night, that her boyfriend was going to break up with her because she had lied to him so so much....yup, it deserves two of those words.
This morning, her boyfriend did break up with her. Then her dad picked her up and - without my input - took her for STD testing. I could have double-dog-dare divorced him except we are already divorced. Then he took her to the psychiatrist where she got her prescriptions for her ADD medication and her antidepressant (which she has been on for a while).
After that, he took her to the psychologist. She will probably be checking on d every day or two for the next week.
So, since lying has become her 'drug of choice' because she could weave stories to get sympathy and compassion, I showed her the twelve steps from AA's website. I explained that they could be modified to fit anything which controlled your life in a negative way. She liked them. She wanted a word document of them.
We'll get through it.
Great! Just Great!!!!!
Tonight, she reminds me that we need to pick up her French horn at the shop tomorrow. Says we have to pay for it. EXCUSE ME!!! DO WHAT!!!!!!
That was the first I'd heard about that. I don't know.......Sheesh!!!!!
I told her that I simply can't do it before payday on the 15th. If she wants it tomorrow, she has to pay for it.
I'm peeved!!!!!!!!
Good for you for holding firm, though. The young are so thoughtless!
We had a wonderful supper over at Mom's tonight. Hot dogs (veggie of course), potato salad and baked beans, salad, chips and dip, and giantly piled strawberry shortcake with ice cream.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I won't be hungry for a while. (That sounds nicer than that Mom ruined my appetite.)
We brought some home for AJ, who had been planning to come until he got home, sat down, and couldn't find the motiviation to get up again.
Eventually he must have gotten up, because as we were walking up to the house, the Princess said, "I know where Daddy is."
She pointed, and through the 2 blinds he had slanted in the bathroom window, I could see his head lolling at one end of the tub.
The Princess, ever one to mix a metaphor, chirped, "See? Daddy is taking a dump in the tub." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Well, I hope not.
Tomorrow I am singing at the Ceres church, so I'm going to have to get some beauty rest. Since it's a pretty big church, I broke with tradition and started practicing Thursday night, instead of waiting until Friday night. It'll go good, as long as I remember my glasses.
Love you guys, and Happy Sabbath!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Night Neak
Like the Princesses comment roflmao <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hope you have fun singing tomorrow and that your glasses are securely on your head or in your pocket <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Rella that ol money tree out back ... you forgot to go pick some off didn't you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I always seemed to forget to do that as well ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Of course I blame Aussie for that ...... if his Princess wanted it then she got it. He was going to buy her a car even though 90% of the time she can use ours. The other 10% its public transport because of little or no parking or a taxi ..... lol
[Actually I don't mind paying for a taxi, gives me peace of mind. But DD has grown up so much in the last 18months. She understands these days nothing is free, not even love. Sadly I feel she understands way too much.]
Anyway I said what about a graduation or wedding present for that car? He was still having in digestion about the wedding thing so we never did finish talking about that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Daddy's in 'de-nile' hehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well, I took her to work this morning. Time to take the car back to the shop. Something went wrong with the fuel gauge when they installed the battery. This has happened before. And the car died twice on me within a few hundred meters/yards.
Let's hope the tips are good this morning. She needs $60 or so for the horn. Tips are from $10-20 most days.
They say they will have to take the dash apart - 3 hrs labor to fix it. I don't intend to pay for it. It happened when they changed the battery. This may be ugly.
I grew up drinking whole milk. I had, for the longest time, assumed that Dad bought it at the grocery store, like all normal families. But when I was ten I learned otherwise.
“Dad, we’re out of milk!” I had called upstairs to him one morning as I scavenged the fridge for something else to go with my breakfast.
“Uh-oh,” Dad answered, trundling down the stairs. “I guess I’ll have to go milk the yak this afternoon.”
“The what?” What was a yak? And why didn’t Dad just go to the store for milk?
“You haven’t been told about the yak yet?” my Uncle Harvey questioned me. He was seated in our kitchen, his feet propped up on the table and a bowl of cereal with the last of the milk in his hands. He gave me a discerning look that asked, 'How could you not know about the yak?' and crunched a mouthful of cereal, a dribble of milk slowly rolling down his chin stubble.
“No,” I answered. “What’s a yak?” I asked this cautiously. I couldn’t trust my uncle not to make up stories, especially about milk. After all, last time he drank the last of the milk he told me that I could put water on my cereal and it would taste just the same. It didn’t, so don’t you go and find out the hard way.
“Oh we’ve had that yak for ages,” my Dad began. “We had her when Harvey and I were kids. Of course, the neighborhood wasn’t as developed back then. We had about a half mile between houses and several acres to the backyard, so we used to let the yak roam free within our tree line. It was pretty dangerous for us kids back then, but then again, kids were more careful in those days.”
Uncle Harvey interrupted his munching to give me a pointed look and shake his spoon at me. Milk droplets splattered on the table.
“Why?” I asked. “Why is the yak so dangerous?”
A wise smirk grew on Dad’s face… was he pulling my leg? Uncle Harvey beat him to the answer.
“Well yaks are kind of like… carnivorous cows. They’re a bit bigger than your average cow, with long, shaggy orange hair. They’ve got big horns, big teeth, and big hooves. They prefer to eat small children, but we keep ours going on sirloin steak. They’re pretty slow creatures though, so as long as you’re quick on your feet and have a lot of steak on hand, you’ll be alright.”
My eyes were wide, but my brain was still having a hard time grasping this.
“Is he lying, Dad?” I asked. Uncle Harvey chuckled.
“It’s not funny, Harvey,” Dad admonished. Then he turned to me. “Of course we’re not lying to you! How do you think Gramps’ memory got so bad? He was gored in the head by the yak, Jesus, the poor old man! This was years before you were born…” Dad’s voice trailed off and his eyes became unfocused.
Gramps is my Dad’s dad. He lives in a nursing home now. Dad and Uncle Harvey took him there two years ago after months of sitting around the dining room table talking about his memory loss and some disease he’d developed… oldtimer’s? Allsimmers? I couldn’t remember the odd name. It’s probably what you get when you’ve been gored in the head by a yak.
I suddenly realized that I was alone in the kitchen. I had been standing in front of the kitchen window, staring dazedly out towards what I now knew to be the white-picket yak fence in the back yard. Dad had left to walk Uncle Harvey out to his truck. The refrigerator door was still open to my left, waiting for me to grab the orange-juice or some yogurt. A sudden urgent thought popped into my head and I whipped open the freezer door, my eyes searching frantically.
“Dad!” I called. “Dad, we don’t have any more sirloin steak!”
“Don’t worry!” he shouted back, “I’ve got some more in the deep freezer in the basement!”
Yaks. *snort* Even the word by itself is funny. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Mother's Day was interesting, anyway.
The kids cooked us breakfast. The formal menu included such things as "biscuts" and "brekfust buretos".
Mr. C gloated to his father, "Daddy, I made the potatoes extra oily, just like you like them."
"MMMMmmmmMMMMMmmmmmmMMMMMMMmmmmm," smiled a glassy-eyed daddy.
By the time I finished my brekfust bureto, the oil had oozed all over my hand and was dripping down my arm. MMMMmmmmmMMMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm.
And for an even better treat, I got to clean the kitchen myself after they got done slinging eggs all over. Lucky me!
Then they fought, called me and each other stupid, apologized, fought some more, then we went out to dinner.
Dinner was luscious! I am still trying to figure out where I am going to put Neaksis' youngest's birthday cake. I'll manage somehow.
I'll let Neaksis tell you about her fortune cookies, but the Dervish's said, "*shudder shudder**, "You will soon find a kindred spirit that will lead to a lasting friendship."
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Please tell me there are not two of him.
Well, the cake just arrived, so I need to go do my auntley duty. Happy Mother's Day all of you, and thank you again for the dinner, Mom.
Y'all are making me hungry. Neak, all this talk of food, you're just as bad as a Dicken's novel.
I baked honey-mustard chicken and pasta en-oglio-something-Italian-I-can't-pronounce-nor-spell. Mmm. It's official; Eldest Boy is now nearly enough to a teenager that I have to surrender the second breast to him and take a thigh instead. Eh, I've got a bit extra around the middle anyhow.
For mother's day I got the loveliest homemade cards, a box of chocolates and an enormous bouquet of orchid buds in various stages of budding. I'll have a vase of orchids in bloom for at least a few days, I think. They smell gorgeous. Oh, and the boys painted my front room. Little Man (he's two) has a fascination with color crayons and for the love of me, I can't root out his hidden stash of them. Mr Clean Magic Erasers are the best invention ever. DH says he couldn't bear to see me scrubbing crayon off the walls for one more minute, so painting it was.
LJ, welcome to MB (I see you are new), and also welcome to The Aisle.
I, too, am a huge fan of Mr. Clean. I saw the scrubbers on TV, didn't believe they could possibly work like that, but had so much crayon I had to try it. The Dervish is 6 now, and you will be glad to know he hardly ever draws on the walls anymore.
Speaking of yummy food, I think it's time to break out the strawberry shortcake before the strawberries spoil. We wouldn't want that to happen! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
How do you like that. 8 kids, and I didn't get one thing for mothers day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Oh wait, I'm their dad. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I hope everyone had a good weekend. I know I did.
SS
I was sleeping the drugged cold & flu tablet sleep when 'tiger' woke up and started wanting mum. Ever tried getting back to sleep with a head 'old? what fun. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hope you all had a great Mothers Day ,,,,,,,, even if you aren't mums <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Sunday I have to say was rather busy for one reason or another <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> but we did manage to all go to Miss Mauds for buffet lunch.. first time EVER we have gone out on MD. Mum loved it. Gave her some lottery tickets cause shes hooked on them lol ... its these little cards you scratch off numbers etc to see what you win. Kinda like them myself <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I got chocolates, 2 big boxes like I NEED those <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> and then at Miss Mauds I won a chocolate cream liquor cake ........ its somebodies evil plan I tell you. oh and some lotto scratchies too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Spoiled rotten. My older son paid for it despite whatever I could say so I just shut up and thanked him in the end. However I was glad it was buffet as he ate about 60 various shell fish, enough roast meats to feed the rest of us for a week, veges a whole plate of those, then cakes, cheese and coffee and a bottle of beer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
On the way home he picked up a box of KFC ... for a snack
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
and you know the worst? NO EXTRA WEIGHT on him !!! I think I gained a few lbs just watching him!! OMG he's a giant, that Army mob has made him into a HUGE eating machine thats all I can say.
However all in all a nice distraction for 3 hours <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
All my kids home ........ pretty neat. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh and almost missed it .. welcome LJ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My children said and did nothing that I know about for me for mother's day.
In fact, I catered to them most of the day - and they are 14 and 16.
Tonight, I expected them to deal w/ dinner while I cut grass in the front yard - wouldn't want zoning to come after me.......
So, when I get through cutting the grass, I came in. The chicken was seasoned and waiting for cooking. That was all they had done. I was peeved.
I cut the grass because I wanted to do a job that would stay done more than 10 minutes.
My .02: next time, be peeved still, cook only enough chicken for you, and put the rest in the fridge. They know where to find it, and what to do with it.
Time to start enforcing consequences. You are not their maid. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I would have a really hard time with that -
Aren't they supposed to be our slaves?
(And BTW, I am kidding - I hope no one gets upset when they read this.) Well - sort of kidding.
SS
Yeah, well I must not be a very demanding mother. Maybe I am too soft on them.
Anyone want to guess who my annoyance caller is? Someone keeps calling for one or the other of my children. Obviously disquising their voice. Always giving a different phone number.
Tonight, I told them they were lying about the phone number then I put the phone down beside one of the stereo speakers and blasted them w/ really really loud music. Believe it or not, they didn't hang up. Strange.
Dear Rella Mother Day ???????
don't be surprised if they simply did not know and that it never came up on their radar. Kids and men , ok SOME men, seem to have genetic dispositions to forget things like Wedding Anniversaries, Birthdays, Mothers Day, etc etc.
I make no comment on the reason for that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Telephone I would question the two suspects, if your number isn't public then SOMEONE gave it to some person didn't they .... if its someone who's giving them a hard time then you need to know, if its someone who may be trouble you need to know, if its one of their 'friends' they need to be TOLD.
Well AW has had some exciting few days ..... The cold she had got isn't .. apparently its bacterial pneumonia.... but it still feels like a cold even if its a bad one so she tells EVERYONE. Sort of. Though her lips and nails turned a pretty shade of blue. First she was freezing & then sweating like a man. ... ladies perspire you know. And God forbid she wasn't mentally confused, she was sleepy. But try to tell her sister & Liz that according to her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I expect she considers me dobbing her in to her sister who arrived bright and early at 6.30am Tuesday morning and did 'doctor things' to her like putting in her words "that freezing cold stethoscope all over my front & back & told me to 'shut up you silly cow' ... well it was bleedin cold. " Yes dear. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Amanda gave her 99 questions and then checked out Mikey & Liz. AW wants to know why they got to take this milk white sweet antibiotic and she had to go to hospital and (her words again) "get a freakin horse sized needle & xrays." Then they had her - warning way too much info coming .... cough up this green/yellow mucus to see if it was tinged red or brown from blood .... and (her words again) "oh happy me mum it was". Though she did have to admit by then she wasn't feeling the best but she was to quote "pretty freaking out thinking Mikey & Liz were sick too and I did it" ... nothing like parental guilt. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
So not to stop there they stuck this even bigger needle into her, ok she says it FELT like that, and then told her she was getting intravenous antibiotics as well ... are they supposed to hurt or was that a bonus ? .... Sorry not very motherly of me was it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Then they gave her pain killers because they said it was really really going to hurt when she continued to cough ... and it does apparently though I think you may need to force that admission out of her. After that blood tests and other things which again I quote "I'm sure my sister got done just because she could." Oh lets not forget the oxygen that was fun ... TL talk about difficult patients!!!!!!!!!!!
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She was coughing this stuff up and I have to quote this one " had enough of a problem thankyou very much and they were holding this mask thingy over my face doing nurse things ( don't you love that one ' nurse things' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> )like saying 'there there dear its ok' .. yes it would be if you got that stinkin thing away from me" Of course I forbore to mention to her it was to HELP her breathing. Did I mention she was near naked by this time with - TL you will love this one "one of stupid blue hospital gowns on that show everything and I felt like [censored]". Poor dear. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Meanwhile my other daughter and doctors and some nice distinguished looking man in a suit - sorry Neak I know he may be old to you but to me he was very nice looking - who was obviously a doctor of some sort but was being called Mr, don't ask me I have no idea why, thought she was an interesting case and were discussing if it was mycoplas (or something that sounded like that) or pneumococcal?????? pneumonia - did I spell that right????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Apparently, according to the nice doctor, (I can look I'm not dead you know) the mental confusion, oh sorry I mean the thing she wasn't suffering from because she was only sleepy, caused the behaviour, I felt far too embarrassed to correct him, after all he MAY be right? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Then about 11 am this morning she got sent home. Along with these - I love quoting - "really ucky things to swallow two at a time and they stick to the top of your mouth." The ucky things are Amoxycillin 500 caps. One very tired but non blue tinged daughter is now sleeping in her own bed. Correction she just got up. AGAIN. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
While a part of me wants to give her a boot in the butt for not going to the doctors right away like she is supposed to ( she works with clients that the Health Department calls immunocompromised, many Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander people with chronic illnesses) as her Occ Health keeps telling all employees - that reminds me, I wonder if she ever got the Hep prevention shots she was supposed to? - however with what went on with Aussie I can understand why she pushed it all away this last weekend.
So thats why AW has been silent until today ( well silent with all of you) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> .... I caught her on the PC today as well and sent her to bed. She is expected to be 100% on Friday and back at work. Probably.
Liz & Michael are OK by the way, its a precaution. And I'm staying here for a day or two. Yes that a precaution too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AWs mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yes I WAS annoyed with her when I wrote this. If you are wondering. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Well, she's been busier than usual. That whole going to the hospital thing doesn't sound like fun. Have only been for injuries and surgery. Don't want to go again. But, just think how much worse it would be if you couldn't get medical care.
AW - been there, done that. I remember the sweating and the yukky coughing. The antibiotics got things cleared up pretty quickly but the doses were so high that it knocked my immune system for six. Take care and accept any help that comes your way. Lucky you have your family close by to nag you to rest. Listen to them! I got put in isolation at the time because they thought I might have bird flu.
Sending you a big get well hug. (((((AW))))
TT
AW, remember, resting really does promote healing when you are sick.
Thanks for the update, Mum. When I saw all the faces, I hoped you were back to visit us. Tell your girl we hope she feels better, and send our love to all.
Cinders, call your phone company and ask what your options are. I know that in this advanced day of technology that there are options, just not exactly what they are. Bust those little hoodlums! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />slaves<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I sincerely hope that everyone that is ill, gets well.
I hope Cinders kids "get it" soon. But then, I hope all my kids do too. If I was honest, I would hope that ~ I ~ will get it before too long. I still make far too many mistakes.
We don't treat our kids like slaves, but sometimes they think we do. We have told them all their lives that anyone who lives in our family puts the good of the family first. The good of the family comes before what they want for themselves.
Now, it is good for us to take care of the individual, because if any one of us is not doing well, we can't take our place in helping the family. However, our WANTS are not as important as the NEEDS of the family. Kids have a hard time with knowing the difference between WANTS, and NEEDS. They often confuse the two. Some adults are in the same boat.
I have terribly spoiled the twins (our last two girls) in that I give them things I was not able to give the other children that came before them. However, they (the twins) understand needs/wants, and they don't push the envelope. They are good to do their assigned chores, they cook many of the meals on their own, and they help with whatever we ask. Sometimes we have to have discussions about it - it is not automatic. I also believe that there are some kids who will not respond to love, or correction. I don't believe every person will do what is right if they are taught right, and treated well.
Cinderella, your children have had some bad things happen to their lives. It's tough to cope as as couple, let alone as a single parent. We know you care, and we know you try. Don't give up - though I know you wouldn't. Keep being a good example, and be demanding. Expect the best from them, and require if of them. All of us can improve, and be better than we think we can - but it takes time, and work. I hope this sounds like encouragement, and not anything else. I really doubt if I could do as well as you, were I in the same place.
Maybe I'll work some more on me. I'm sure it would please my W.
May everyone have a wonderful weekend. My W is gone to Phoenix AZ, to visit our newest grand child. I wasn't able to go along this time, so I'll spend time with another son, and grand son on a camping trip one night.
Thanks so much for all your good examples.
SS
PS -
Neak, are you not sleeping well these days?
We got home late, Neaksis' eldest with us, and I was trying to stay awake long enough to make sure he was back asleep, since he has been known to get up in the middle of the night and wander around, getting into everything that can be gotten into.
The status on that is a whole nuther story, but I have to go cook a nice breakfast and get ready for church.
In short, his status is still up in the air, Project Patch still not having made up their minds whether he will be a good fit. If they turn him down, God certainly has something else in mind to end his reign of terror in the home. Also, the first meeting with his PO is the 22nd.
Oops, I'm being paged. {{{{{{{All}}}}}}}}}
While we would never wish this stuff on him, perhaps he will do his own 180 SOON! We can pray he does.
While we would never wish this stuff on him, perhaps he will do his own 180 SOON! We can pray he does.
Well, we can't wish
exactly the same stuff on him,since he's only 13...but at this point I'd wish almost anything on him as long as it produced a 180. All we're getting is 360s, and you can imagine how much good THAT'S doing! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hello to everyone. Glad AW is getting treated for the illness she doesn't want to admit she has! I read, but mostly I just drag my sorry tail to and from work, bed to bathroom to bed, and out the door again. If iwhat I'm doing were any more fun, the government would have to either make it illegal or tax it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I hope everyone has a restful day. Last Sunday was soooooo hard on me. Today has been quite pleasant. I got my Mother's Day presents. A photo from my d - a single tree in a field in Pennsylvania, b&w original which she bought at art sale at church - benefitting the youth group - and I know the photographer.
Son gave me some brick red yarn - merino wool from Uruguay. Now, I need to figure out what to make with it. It looks like it will felt well. I've never felted anything before.
WOW, a present from my country!!!! The world is certinly small.
What is felting? I've never heard that.
You knit your item and it is larger than desired. They you wash it and soak it and it shrinks to the size you wish. It becomes wool felt.
Huh! Who knew I was "felting" all those wool things, over the years, that I shrunk by accident? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> The only thing I knew I "felt" at the time was annoyed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Me too t&l!!!!! Thanks to cinder for explaining to us what we were doing!
Where did you get your new motto? It's breezy, but sort of nippy. Are you wearing a sweater? Don't catch cold...
t&l
cc--How'd we happen to be online at the same time in such different time zones? I'm just getting ready to go to work, and you're probably getting ready to go to bed. Have a nice night...
t&l
Where did you get your new motto? It's breezy, but sort of nippy. Are you wearing a sweater? Don't catch cold...
t&l
ha ha ha
if you do a google search (use the whole phrase)... you'll soon find out !
it's catchy, ain't it!
HERE one of my favorite sites in da whole wide web
Not yet t&l. I go to bed at 11 pm and it's only 9:20! I'm watching Geraldo, there's nothing better. And it's cold....
AJ LOL'd when he saw your catchy sig. He wants that to be my new motto now, too.
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Hi All
I am finally almost better & back at work. Very tired though.
I had a very hard Sunday saying goodbye to my son while he happily waved at us all at the Airforce base. Loads of mums were there, tears and crying from them and wives and girlfriend's. I hung on like dear life to him for a few minutes and smiled because I didn't want him to see me cry at all. I had this powerful image of holding him as a new born. It is so difficult to see the man and not my little boy.
He was excited and happy to begin 'real soldiering'. It was important to him. I am so, so proud of him.And scared SH*TLESS, sorry but I am.
I'm not sure if it was harder than seeing Aussie go, but it was more painful in a way I can't define. At least Liz was back from training and got to see him go. She had a few tears believe it or not. God I know its what he wants to do but its so hard to let go... I guess you mums understand that part.
I could cry quite happily if he was off to Europe for a year, but not this. I guess there are some things I will never accept easily.
I went into work today on the train with Mikey as the car had to be serviced, he just LOVES the train. Anyway it was very crowded and some older teen girls were sitting down as I struggled to hold Mikey in one hand, the hand grip in the other and bags between my legs, you know how many bags you take along with a 2 year old <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />, and they asked if I wanted a seat.I blinked in shock and said 'Me?' Got a bright smile and they said Yes. I decided to take them up on it.
Of course I wonder if it was the struggling future they saw for themselves one day or they just thought I was old. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
But I thanked them profusely and chatted with them before they got off at the TAFE College stop. They were studying beauty treatment & hairdressing. Perhaps they wanted to closely observe what happens to those of us who don't look after both maybe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> It made me feel good to know that not all teens are always so me me me. I have to admit I think I was <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> but I'm sure mum will let us ALL know as the mood moves her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sign of age ....... when youngsters VOLUNTARILY give up their seats for you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mum just don't say it!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> And you may stop laughing ANY time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Another of Aussies Aunts died on Saturday. He was quite close to his cousins, this Aunts children, as a child. The younger one , a girl, died at 19 from cancer. He was very quite about it when I rang him to let him know. Her funeral was today in Melbourne. I wish he could have gone to see her a last time but it was not to be.
What IS this attraction to be a Sweet Potato Queen????
Do you get free taters or something??????
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<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
It is so much fun
naughty silly in your face fun
read the first book ...
The Sweet Potato Queens Book of Love
..................
like the wind, my sig line changes direction to mess with your hair
Heard of it but have never got around to reading it.
think I may have to after all .......... I could do with a laugh or two.
well bed for me, meds kicked in, coughing stopped at long last.
night all and have a great day <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well, Pep wants to grow up and be a SPQ.
Young Aussie is off to do some soldiering.
AW is headed off to bed early.
I worked so hard today at work. I'm just not having fun right now......it's all about numbers. When I do my job well, they complain because I'm not fast enough. And, heaven forbid, it gets worse if I forget to take my medication.
If I don't quit shedding, I may go bald.....my pony tail is getting smaller and smaller.
Going to the Far Kingdom next weekend. To see The Diplomat. As the youngest male member of the Royal Family will be commencing straight out of hoity-toity private school, I will be seeing extended members of the family. Diplomat was concerned when he heard I have a new frock for the occaision....a sundress....have never bought one of those. He was worried about me showing off legs. Showing off cleavage wasn't bothering him so much.
Men are strange animals.
My cleavage is better looking than my legs. Why would I show off my fat thighs?
My cleavage is better looking than my legs. Why would I show off my fat thighs?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It was interesting to hear him say he wasn't distressed over a little cleavage - 'after all, every woman has breasts'. That just struck me as intersting...I could display a bit of the 'deep cleavage' but the skirt had to be long enough.
I just may keep him....but how come he has to live in the far kingdom? He needs to be in a nearer kingdom.
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Have a BIG laugh!!! [/color]
[color:"blue"]How Some People Help T&L Keep Her Job!![/color]
The Jones didn't have any children and decided to use a proxy father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Jones kissed his wife and said, "I'm off, honey. The man should be here soon."
Half an hour later, a door-to-door baby photographer rang the doorbell with the hopes of making a sale.
"Good morning madam. You don't know me but I've come to....."
"Oh, there's no need to explain. I've been expecting you," Mrs. Jones cut in.
"You have?" the photographer asked. "Well, good! I've made a specialty of babies."
"That's exactly what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat. Just where do we start?" asked a blushing Mrs. Jones.
"You just leave everything to me," he replied. "Usually, I try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. Sometimes the living room floor is fun too; you can really spread out."
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work for George and me," stated Mrs. Jones.
"Well, madam, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. However, if we try several different positions, and I shoot from five or six angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results."
"I certainly hope we can get this over with quickly," gasped Mrs. Jones.
"Madam, in my line of work, a man must take his time. I would love to be in and out in five minutes, but you'd be disappointed with that, I'm sure."
"Don't I know!" exclaimed Mrs. Jones. The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures.
"This was done on the top of a bus in the downtown area," he proudly declared.
"Oh my word!" Mrs. Jones exclaimed.
"And these twins turned out exceptionally well, considering the fact that their mother was so difficult to work with," he said, handing Mrs. Jones the photograph.
"She was difficult?" Mrs. Jones asked.
"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to Central Park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep, pushing and shoving to get a good look."
"Four and five deep?" asked Mrs. Jones, her eyes the size of saucers.
"Yes," said the photographer. "And for more than three hours too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling. It was very difficult for me to concentrate. Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all in."
"You mean they actually chewed on your, umm, equipment?" Mrs. Jones asked.
"That's right. Well madam, if you're ready, I'll set up my tripod so that we can get to work."
"Tripod?" asked a very worried Mrs. Jones.
"Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big for me to hold while I'm getting ready for action."
"Madam, madam? Good Lord, she's fainted!"
Correct me if I'm wrong, but don't most women have legs, too???
I have legs.
And bosoms.
But that could be just me.
Yeah, most women do have legs....I just can't figure that one out....like I said....the whole exchange amused me. Men.....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
You know, Cinderella, one thing that's struck me repeatedly over the past many months whenever you mentioned The Diplomat is how very, ah, undiplomatic he always seems to be in his dealings with you. I surely hope he does a better job at representing the country which employs him than he appears to do representing himself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I got Neaksis' 2 oldest kids today to give her a reprieve from their unpleasantness. Actually, it was a reprieve for them, too, since they were circumspectly well-behaved all afternoon, even though I made them work pretty steadily for about 4 hrs. For our break, we hunted wasps. Unfortunately, the wasps hunted back, and I've got one very puffy and unhappy hand. Of course, the wasp that did it is dead! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hmm, T&L, you have given me something to ponder. I will give this great thought. That's quite interesting. Would fit former patterns in my life and they weren't healthy for me. That is intersting. Hmmmmmmm......
Hmm, T&L, you have given me something to ponder. I will give this great thought. That's quite interesting. Would fit former patterns in my life and they weren't healthy for me. That is intersting. Hmmmmmmm......
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I wasn't trying to be ponder-ful,
really! Or throw a monkey wrench in your gears. But it has really seemed to me, over and over, that he expressed himself to you with a heavy touch and tone instead of the skilled, deft,even
smooth words you'd think you could expect from someone who makes his living in diplomacy, for Pete's sake!
t&l
Dervishism regarding memory:
"I knew where I could find it, because I had a statue of it in my mind."
Neak - you are not going to believe this (well, maybe you will):
I [color:"blue"] TOTALLY[/color][color:"blue"] TOTALLY[/color] understand that dervishism.....when I can't find anything, I try to go pray about it. It helps me relax. I form a mental image of the missing item - in my mind. I ask God to help me focus and look for THE THING rather than being distracted by all the stuff around it. [color:"blue"] SO TOTALLY [/color] do I understand this one.
Hats off to your little man.
My brother heard him say it and told me, or that little gem would have been lost forever.
BTW, I do the same thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I think all of you rock.
(Some of us roll too.)
Leaving tomorrow morning for vacation.
I like vacation.
SS
SS - enjoy it for me and for my family.....we haven't had a real vacation in years. I'm not kidding.
I do leave next Friday to go see The Diplomat - will return on Monday. His son is graduating from hs this weekend and I am going to two days worth of graduation. Very little down time. Boss denied my request for extra time off.
Neak - living in a three person household populate w/ 3 ADD/ADHD people, I spend a lot of time praying about locating things.
have a great vacation SS and wife. We'll miss you!
I leave Friday for the Far Kingdom....first, I have to pack, get dog's shots, board dog, get key to neighbor so she can feed cats. And I have to work 2.5 more days.
Due to dog's recent discovery of digging out of the back yard, I can't leave her at home with pet sitter coming by. That would not be good.
Happy vacation SS and Cinders.
I am not going to try and post any grand updates right now, as our internet has been down, and they finally gave us a temp dialup account, but it is sooooooooo slow.
The short version: I've been sick, was better today but overdid it, AJ is getting sick now, the kids are in bed, and the Dervish has had a personality transplant for the better.
That is a long story in itself, and he has really been good. Lest I get too worried whether he is ok, he did hurl a glass paperweight at the Princess' head after bedtime, giving her a cute little bump on the head.
Speaking of the Princess, I found a drawing today that she made, titled, "Butty Princess".
Closer than she knows. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
That's funny.....So, does the person in the drawing have a distinct pear shape?
Once, when my daughter was about 20 months old or so, she was sitting in her high chair at dinner. All of a sudden, she said, "I Booger Baby." Now, I didn't use that word when talking to her. I don't know where that came from but we laugh about it to this day. We didn't call her that but adapted it to 'Sugar Baby'.
I must be the only person shopping on this aisle. I guess we perimenopausal women get to do that.
Oh, yeah.....I'm the only one shopping. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
It must be because I am having the neverending visit from Mother Nature. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I called the doctor about that today. We will start with B6 again.
Yeah, we all like 2 week periods, don't we? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
First our internet was down for ages, and now our network is down. No printer, and manual switching of internet from one computer to the other. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Technology....can't live with it.....
HI Neak, TL, and all. Been without net access after our dial up went south, following our old ADSL providers I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
However the new ISP set up a temp dial up for us right over the phone, as soon as the Army remembered to let us all know who it was, last night at 11.00pm <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
But not to worry, Liz spent a fortune using her mobile over the web to talk to her sweet one. Hard to deny her that .. but oh the cost <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> and we all know I would do the same <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Hope you are all well and soon I will catch up with all of my reading to find out.
I am sorry to have missed our two travellers SS & Rella before they left so I do hope they will have a wonderful holiday.
I have been busy outside of work, because work is just so busy, went for a new job and got it, now have to decide when and if I take it up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />, and bought a hydro therapy spa. I cleared the shed out last night where the spa is to go, then dismantled the shed which is now flat packed on the ground, and today I will begin the form work for laying the concrete.
I've got one of Aussies friends who is from, well a middle eastern place I had better not say, who is a lic electrician coming in to do the work on the 3 new circuits. Mo (for Mohammed) is a very good at his job and I usually get the bonus of seeing his wife and kids too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> My God she is a wonderful cook as well. Mo works I get fed, and fed, and fed as she thinks I'm too skinny and can't keep Aussie warm, like I would like the chance <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />. Mikey and her boys run riot, but somehow I don't mind right then, burp. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> whale watchers did you say? no not been whale watching for a few years <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Well the shed is calling me, "move me, move me and put me up out front" and then there is the form work.
Catch up during the week end, which is a long one for me, I am off until Tuesday cause they don't pay O/T in Gov, just time off in lieu. Maybe they should start paying me instead as I think Aussie may be broke if I do any more in
lieu-ing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
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My sincerest sympathies about the net. I have been netless for most of the last week. We just got it back on and then it went off again. I'm glad to see it is working this morning, at least for now.
You sound wonderfully busy, but eating instead of wiring the electrical sounds like a fine idea.
I'm starting to feel like an old lady. My hip went out yesterday at church, leaving me hobbling about wishing for a cane. It's better today, sore but I can still walk on it, which is a good thing because AJ went off to southern CA and left me in charge of his church work bee. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> He was so grateful that I don't mind, but can't help the feeling I may not be the right one for the job.
Lest we worry too much that the reformed Dervish will not continue to delight us with his adventures, let me set all our minds at ease.
Claiming to want to do something nice for me, cooking me a Mother's Day breakfast (again), he wiped out 15 eggs, leaving a trail of shells and slime from the dining room carpet, over the stove, and to the other side of the kitchen. The eggs on my plate appeared to have been lightly boiled first, then scrambled. And I had no more eggs for my muffins.
I made him go wash up, but until I found the old blue towel on the floor next to my bed *shudder*, I did not realize that he had dried off with the towel I had just used to dry up the floor after the toilet overflowed. *double shudder* So he got sent right back to be disinfected, again. (Retch.)
This morning he threw his yogurt at his brother, but other than that has still been pretty good.
Well, I hear the children out in the kitchen trying to make pancakes by themselves, so self-preservation dicates that I shall not continue to enjoy myself during this brief foray into the world of netness. But have a great weekend!
Isn't the net being down so annoying??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I find myself so lost even looking up contractors or planning approvals from the local council, its all online these days.
But I survived and am busy.
Cleaned out my granmothers (Dad's mum) unit yesterday as she will not be leaving the aged care centre, she just cannot look after herself.
I can't say I'm particularly fond of her after her comments on the birth of all my kids and on Peters death. but I WILL try to forgive the bitter old so & so. Aussie has been so good to her over the years, buying her a new washing machine and things like that because she needed one, but then he's far more forgiving than I. Mum is much the same but still tries very hard to look after her, she had her for 15 years when we were kids. Saintly is what I call that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
the Dervish had me in stitches with the breakfast and towel cleaning episode. After going through a few similar things over the years, but never with such style lol, I think I feel a lot better by pretending not to believe in the germ theory anymore <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> chuckling to myself with the vision of you realising what he had done. Of course I'd retch in real life lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> But I do hope the disinfecting was effective <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Shed is nearly there, but the form work is way behind, something about stupid planning permission, I mean, huh?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
watch the hip, I blame childbearing and husbands <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />, and don't do too much or you will be so sorry for the next 2 days or maybe weeks. Sit and direct the working bee, strong backs and working boots are for others on this one. Of course I WOULD follow that good advice, ask my family .... ok don't .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
What do you mean about the wiring?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> No one has been shocked for months, if you don't count me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Well if YOU insist I will eat while Mo works .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> a sacrifice I know but we do what we have to do <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Ok as you sort the kitchen and house out I'm off to sort the shed ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The work bee went pretty well, though I didn't personally do too much. Except supervise. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Bet you just want to spank your grandmum, eh? I'd ask what she said, but it sounds scary. And it would be nosy to ask. And you would have already said if you'd wanted to. Lol! I can certainly understand about one's elders saying stuff they hadn't ougth to say.
On the way home tonight, the Dervish (who apparently is only reformed outside the car) spent the whole trip tormenting his sister, including licking her new mirror, right after eating a burrito. Ew.
He is probably too toxic for any nasty poop germs to survive long on his flesh. Every silver lining has a cloud. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Why did Eeyore spend so long in the bathroom?
I don't know if we should encourage her Neak - but I'll bite too.
Why?
Hi guys, hope the weekend was great,,, Rella now we NEED to know !! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Aghhhhhhhhhh - I should have seen that one coming.
You got me Rella - you got me.
SS
Rella that is just so terrible, I'll have to tell everyone at work ..lol
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never saw it coming either <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
How is everyone? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh, bother. Didn't see it until it was too late. Guess I shoulda looked harder.
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I heard that on the airplane Monday - while we were sitting on the ground at the airport. Had finished that flight but couldn't taxi to the terminal because or the lightning. So, everyone sat still where they were. The flight attendants told bad jokes over the PA system.
I am very groggy and still trying to blink the dream out of my brain.
I dreamed we had gotten the transmission fixed on the truck, hadn't been able to pay for the whole thing, but arranged with the guy to come back in the next day or so with the rest of the money.
AJ was not home, I heard noises, went to the front door, and there were two sleazy guys with the tranny already out in the driveway, trying to repossess it.
I chased them off, and called after them that I wanted the bolts back. "Yeah, come down and get 'em," one of the cowardly guys yelled, then ran like I thought he would chase him. In point of fact, I did shriek at him like a banshee.
The alarm went off with me trying to get a lock on the gate so they couldn't come back.
Deep breaths. The tranny belongs to us. The tranny belongs to us. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Today is the last day of school. AJ got home last night. Tonight the kids are doind a program. This will be a fun day!
Glad it was a dream. Survived the day at work. The 2 hour training session was 3.5 hrs w/ no potty break. Then another 1+ hr in afternoon. Got NOTHING much done today. I considered calling in sick. I don't know that I learned much. I don't know that anyone did....but the manager told me to sit in the hallway. Apparently he didn't want me close to him. Then, he took calls on his cell phone during meeting. Some of my co-workers said they were appalled at how he talked to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Rella sounds like a manager who is so insecure he has to show everyone how important he is by taking calls in a meeting and being rude to staff. A bully maybe?
You get them everywhere.
Smile at them like you would to a little boy misbehaving, it confuses the HECK out of them. Of course being the retiring person that I am I would let one go and then if it happens again confront him. In public, and very politely. Bullies don't like that, there are people around who can witness it.
My supervisor witnessed the incident and said nothing yesterday or today. My manager witnessed the incident and said it was ok because everyone was laughing with me......<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
My co-workers (at least 5 of them) and someone who did not see the incident have apologized to me or told me that I was too nice when it all happened.
I have an appt with the offender's supervisor on Monday morning. I will tell her about the incident but will not file a grievance. I don't think that would be the thing to do. But, I was totally embarrassed by the incident. Nothing like being told you can't sit in the conference room during a staff meeting - you have to sit in the hall.
(Edited to clarify that the meeting is with the offender's supervisor. If he offended my co-workers with his rudeness someone needs to tell higher mgmt that he is so uncouth)
Rella I an understand the person not wanting to get sick, but there are ways to ask and do it with humour and dignity ... I mean being polite doesn't cost anyone ONE second of time.
Besides in an aircond office it doesn't matter if you are within 10 ft or 10 yards, it was probably how you got yours.
Understand not lodging anything in the circumstances, but make your point firmly but politely.
Neak you just know you shouldn't let me at your dreams lol
I make up so many interpretations <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Lets see... two strangers means news from afar and sneaky stuff to take whats is yours is like an obstacle .... so that could mean that you see some obstacles to your progress which can indicate that you are uncertain of your ability to achieve your goals in life. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> well it sounds so much better than 'CRIPES I forgot to pay the loan!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Madame AW at your service, hold on that sounds so wrong <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I dreamt of chocolate last night .. I wonder what that means ????????? oh yes of course ... you are eating too much and putting on weight again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I am delighted to report that, for the time being, I am feeling infinitely better....the injected medication for my back has worked wonders for my other ailments. I think I'll survive.
Be warned, if you are allergic to feather pillows, carefully check your hotel pillows. All you need is a congested head and several hours in an airplane. Then, you can have the most painful ears you have ever experienced.
Glad you are feeling better, Rella.
AW, I just had to lololol when I woke up. The idea of somebody repo-ing a tranny is just too funny! There has got to be an easier way to make a living.
AJ made the bestest cowboy beans, which I am having again for supper. Let's just delicately say perhaps I didn't need any more <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> but oh well. It's not stopping me.
This morning I retched several times into the sink. No, I am not pregnant. The Princess brushed her teeth and spat out a big wad of toothpaste froth. It brought a flashback of my dear departed grandmother that makes me actively gag every time I think of it. (I may be typing about it, but am not thinking about it right now.)
When we lived up in the mountains, shortly before she died, she would brush her teeth, fill up her mouth with froth, and then swallow it. She could make me throw up every time.
Now we can all gag together. I feel better for sharing. Thank you.
I'm going to go eat my supper now.
Neak <~~~~~~~ who is not thinking about toothpaste at all
When I was pregnant with my first child, I developed an aversion to toothpaste froth. You know, you can't brush and gag at the same time - at least not happily.
AJ made the bestest cowboy beans, which I am having again for supper. Let's just delicately say perhaps I didn't need any more <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> but oh well. It's not stopping me.
You know what image flashed into my mind after reading this??? The one from blazing saddles when they were all sittting around the campfire eating beans lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Well DD says its supposed to be healthy for you lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Mikey 'helped' me today put the four corner posts up on the spa gazabo, Just spent a 2 hours in the bath with him getting concrete dust out of his nose, hair, ears, nails, toes ........... HE had fun so I guess its ok <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm not exactly enthused with the word mummy right now either ...... every 10 seconds it was mummy ? eh ? nothing else, then Mummy ??? eh? nothing over & over lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Its the smile that gets you though, very cheeky so its hard to get annoyed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Yeah, it's hard to get annoyed with those little ones. Hey, my 14yo son can still do that.
morning all........ quick driveby .. hows everyone?
hope you still have internet Neak, not too busy with the truck I hope and Rella hope all is well.
TL you have been QUIET ... all ok I do hope so? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neak how's the book going by the way? let me know
very tired, off to bed, night all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I am in desperate need of book nagging. You're off to a good start, but not nearly strident enough. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
We still just have net on one computer, which is irritating. It would be fine if it were my computer, lol.
Today we were supposed to find out the fate of Neaksis' eldest, whether he would be able to get out-of-home placement, but the lady is sick. How dare she! So hopefully tomorrow.
I may be going to Salt Lake City tomorrow. We shall see.
I'm doing better....daughter had been gone for 2 weeks and she is now home. Now, I have to go buy a broom.....HOW do you lose a broom?
maybe it got swept up by the wind!
Bought a new one tonight. And a new dustpan.
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THERE!!! Book nagging - by an expert nag <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
AW's mum on the run
Sometimes I liked it so much better when someones mother thought the net was just too complicated. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Lolololololololol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was very good, Mum. I will report back later today that I have written some more. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW, your mother cracks me up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Is she for rent? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, my brain is tired. It could be that I'm not eating well. Maybe I need to rent a mom, too. Maybe I need a nap. Maybe I need a housekeeper. Maybe I need a nap. Maybe I need a caretaker for the yard and house. Maybe I need a nap.
Maybe I need to not trip over the sidewalk and get scraped up on my way from the car to the office.
You might just be able to rent her soon TL .. she threatens she is going to retire in the next few months. Just think. Mum in the evening, mum in the morning, mum during the day, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Just in time for Dad to retire .... AGAIN ... for the 4th time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I suggested a trip O/S anywhere ... Dad said 'J***s H CH***T girl, you must be joking, theres furriners over dar'
What about Ireland Dad? "Sheet no I'd havta fly"
Eastern States? "Too bloody hard to drive that far"
What about Esperance (4 hours away on the Southern Ocean)in summer then? "Don't like the lead in the water"
OK <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> what about a night at the casino and a taxi home? No no let me guess .. You'd have to SPEND money !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
there are times I wonder how mum puts up with dear ol dad! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
You know, the ultimate career goal is not advancement to the top. It is retirement.
If anyone's retiring, I'm on board. Ok kids, you can do your own laundry and cooking and cleaning now. Mom's retired!!!
Mum, I wrote some more on the trip. I think I will even get some written today.
Mom, wanna have haystacks tonight?
Cinders, you'd better make your feet mind. It sounds like they got you in trouble again, and they need to stop. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Today's quote from the new, reformed Dervish: When I grow up, I want to be a drudger like Uncle Neakbro. And I like BBQ sauce now, too.
(In case anyone new peeks in, Uncle Neakbro dredges, and loves BBQ sauce.)
Dervish: *groan* I just fell and got hurt.
Neak: Where?
Dervish: *groan* On the bicycle.
Hi Neak
good to see you did some writing, I mean you were under orders <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Poor Dervish, he just can't help it, but he's a adventurous boy after all... just keep him away from uniforms and he'll be ok <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Off to bed have to finish patio this weekend if I can
night night all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Wait a second - AW is off to bed - but she has to finish the patio this weekend.....how does that work?
Last night, when I got home from work, my house looked worse than when I left - even though I had left children a 'Plan of Action' for the day - and they'd actually done SOME of the things. I called them at their dad's house and told them I was upset. SHEESH! I have no idea HOW they undid all the good stuff they had done while actually doing some of the 'to do' list items.
The Diplomat arrived and agreed that my house looked worse than he had ever seen it. I don't know....just feel like my life has been sort of out of control for months. What's up w/ that?
So, I had mentioned Father's Day to the children and they had been totally unresponsive to the fact. For breakfast this morning, the diplomat and I went to the donut shop where D works, He got a cinnamon roll and I got a spinach parmesan bagel. I gave D a $20 bill and some ones and told her to deal w/ FD. Seems neither child remembered my mentioning it. Son had left his meds at home - despite them being on list for Friday and my mentioning it on the phone.
Life is not easy. Not easy, at all.
Dog is escape artist.....anyone know a good cure for that. Today, she was covered w/ moist green stuff from the vegetation...is she going over the fence? Is she going under the fence? Where is she doing what?
BTW, she can climb the ladder into the 'tree house' part of our swing set. It's about 3-4 feet off the ground.
The only trouble with working on things like floor structures is that you have waaaay too much time to think. And think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I thought about how stupid it was to do this all myself when there were perfectly acceptable carpenters, except they keep objecting to me pointing out to them they are 1mm (about 0.039 370 079 inch but who's counting) out every now & then. Or that the cut isn't straight because it has to be just right you know, well I think it has to.
And lifting 4m (13 feet) long beams 100mm thick (4inch) and 300mm (12inch) wide is HEAVY work. My back muscles are telling me that right now even lifting with my back brace and knees. And swinging a 4 kg (9lbs) hammer over and over is not making me a petite little wife either.
Its almost as difficult as keeping Mikey away from the tools with sharp edges. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Digging in the support stumps and concreting those was also a challenge, apparently the local building laws says EVERY beam as to be level with all the others, how unimaginative!
But just about ready to start nailing the flooring down now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I had the radio on and they had that old Harry Chaplin song, 'Cats in the Cradle'... well I thought about those lyrics.............
He learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."
..................
And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man on the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
were gonna have a good time then."
...............................
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.
Thats what its been like for our kids, an observation nothing else, just the way it is.
I just wish it was different at times. but there you are <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Rella, maybe someone else here has some bright ideas about dogs, but the T&L clan is not able to help. I won't bore you with my own doggie misadventures, but Neaksis' little black fuzzy Anika has found another home. Not instead of Neaksis, mind you, but in addition to. Trying to give the other people a hint, Neaksis made sure Anika was wearing her collar.
Yesterday morning, early, Neaksis told me Anika had finally come back again, her collar was off, and she was wearing a new flea collar.
About an hour after that, a friend who lives around the corner called. "I couldn't get ahold of Neaksis, but I'm sending Anika home with Frankie." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So all we can do is wish you luck. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AW, I think you really are better off doing your own repairs and renovations. It is just so amazing how cranky those carpenter fellows can be when you offer helpful suggestions and make teeny little requests. They act like you're trying to criticize them or something!
Of course I've heard that song many times, but never from that perspective. Sad, but oh so true. I can see you are not complaining, only commenting.
Tell your lovely DD hello, and will write soon.
Only a little news from this end. The Dervish has gotten his head buzzed. (Thank you dear AJ.) You can almost see that there will someday be some hair on his head. It was shocking how many scars he has, only a few of which I knew about. I tried to take some pictures yesterday, but they didn't go into AJ's phone.
Which was an extra shame, because the pictures were also of Dad, who came over yesterday and set up his cute little portable office at the rear of the semi, and did all his fancy drafting things to design a hitch for the semi that will pull car-type trailers.
Also, this week's Princessism, by a Princess who often thinks she is much cuter than she is, lol.
Mrs. Pastor: Princess, you have such a beautiful tan; you must have been out in the sun a lot.
Princess: in a cutesy snobbish tone of voice Heh heh, that is because I am of Native American descent, and browner is better!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Not sure if that constitutes national pride or racism.
AJ just told me his boss' car got broken into yesterday, and a laptop bag was stolen. The boss is sad, because he has a whole bunch of work to do today to replace what was taken, and doubtless the thief is sad too, since the 'laptop' turned out to be a bunch of load confirmations and other trucking paperwork. Not a real hot item on the black market.
I just woke up...... why didn't someone wake up and send me to bed??? I was supposed to be in bed 2 hours ago.
Mikey chooses tonight to sleep thro, DD is sound asleep after all that energetic parading stuff at cadets.
Apparently the Training Sgt couldn't see his face in her boots so they weren't shiny enough <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I bet if he waited he would have got them them in his face <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />, but the wise man moved on to the next person I am told.
She did something with ropes tonight, climbed them, threw them, tied someone up or something,you know one of those 'rescue' thingy things.
Look if they want something to do they can come help me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
She's off to camp again soon. This time her troop of little fellow helpers is going to be in either canvas tents or brick barracks cause of their last little effort, just ask her about the wooden hut at the last camp <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I promised not to tell, so I can't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
But its got to do with boredom, late at night, sneaking out & lots of firewood. But I haven't said anything <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
AT least it wasn't ME this time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Cats in Cradle .. yes well ... no not complaining, its just a bit sad he misses all those moments as you can never get them back. It just made me think thats all.
As long as the buzz is only shears no problemo!! If its a June bug stuck in his ear eeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww saw it on tv tonight ...... yucky ... I still have nightmares of Aussie telling me about those maggots in his cuts and wounds.. shudder .. he says he named them <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm still not certain if he was pulling my leg or not yuck yuck yuck
I like the Princesses reply lol gotta give her points on that one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> lol I'd say national pride its far less worrisome <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Off to bed before I fall off my chair
night all
AW
Got to act as hostess tonight for some people from out of town. No shows much on Monday night. Here in Music City going to see live music is what people expect to do. So, I found a place w/ decent food and live music. Music started 7:15 or 7:30. They arrived at 6 and were out of there by 7:05 because someone had to go back to their room and work. Bummer!
Neak, I didn't acutally meet her but I got to see Wilma Mankiller once at a book festival. She was a presenter in a session that my children and I went to....I think we dozed off because hearding elementary school or younger children through a book festival is HARD work. If she wasn't a presenter in that session, she had been a presenter in the previous session.
Just doing a "drive-by" wave, Neak!!
Hi and Bye!!
k.d's heartbreak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Diplomat leaves town today for the next stop on the training tour.....[color:"blue"]BUMMER!!!!!![/color]
Page 3!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I don't know about anyone else but I'm tired, my back aches a little bit and Mikey wants food ...I wonder if Mac's is considered a balanced food ????????????????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Sorry your man is out of town for awhile Rella. Kid time and momma to take it easy..no marathons for you right now.
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AW, I'm sorry your man is out of town for a while, too.
It is nice to have my children home again. Seems they are hard to live with and hard to live without. I bet they say the same thing about me.
*waving back* Hi KD, how are ya??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AW, you did not tell me about wooden houses. I will be sure and tell her that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You can bet just about anything Aussie was not kidding about the maggots, but as disgusting as it is you can be very grateful for them, as they may have saved his life. Maggots will only eat dead flesh, so by cleaning his wound for him they would have been preventing putrification. For someone who was not able to get medical help for some time, it could well end up making all the difference. Even if I had to put up with maggots myself, I don't think I would name them. Ugh!
Rella, how cool that you were able to meet such a wonderful woman! She is like what the Princess imagines herself to be now, lol. You never know, though, and dreams do come true.
Mom & Neaksis left yesterday to go to ID, and hopefully enroll the eldest juvenile delinquent in a residential facility.
Project Patch They have wavered for the last 6 weeks about taking him, due to his age (even though he falls within their age range, right now all they have are older kids), so they finally said to bring him for a personal interview and they will decide. If they will take him, he will be admitted immediately, this afternoon, and be gone for at least a year.
He was also in the last few days diagnosed with RAD, Reactive Attachment Disorder. I'm sure his sister will be, too, though hopefully she will be treatable at home.
Neaksis' eldest has been a bit better the last month or so, since AJ has been around enough to take him firmly in hand if need be, but that only made him a tiny bit more bearable for Neaksis, so she could wait long enough to hear from "the PP place" as I call it, and did not actually fix the many things that were wrong with him. If he goes, it will be nice to not have to worry that if Neaksis is calling I have to grab the phone really fast because he might be going berserk again, or if she doesn't answer we have to run over and check to make sure she's not dead.
Wild horses couldn't have kept Mom from this trip, since one of her best buddies from work moved to ID, and they got to stop by for a nice visit before going on to the PP Place. This is going to give Mom some serious state envy, I just know it.
And the other day, when Dad came over and I told him my potato plants were growing, and that I had always wanted to grow potatoes again every since that time he had planted them for us as a kid, and let us help harvest them, he said with a big grin, "When we move to farming country, we'll have to do that again."
Then, let's see. Next week is VBS, which we will miss the end of because we have to take a trailer up to Canby, BC (I think it's BC), and will be in Canada for our 11th anni. It sounds exciting, even if it's all work.
Well, must dash and finish getting things ready for AJ to take off to SLC, UT again. He was supposed to leave yesterday, but the container he is hauling didn't clear customs yet. But everyone have fun, and if you were here, I would make banana bread for you, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was going to say, it would also be nice not to have to call the sheriff out periodically, but that is not such a plus for Neaksis, since all the deputies here seem to be young and cute. Neaksis, there must be something else you can call them for.
In Idaho. Leaving soon for Project Patch. Remain ambivalent. I don't think Neaksis is very ambivalent, though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
She is not ambivalent. She is the one who went around town putting up Ambivalent signs with the red circle-slash.
She is looking forward to ending this massive non-stop firefight. There will still be a war on with Valkyrie, but a kinder, gentler war. Civilized, mostly.
Maybe this will be a major blessing. I hope so.
They kept him.
I do believe it will be a blessing to him. I can guarantee it will be a blessing for the other 3 people who had to try and live with him. Especially those who bore the brunt of his assaults.
We won't hear from him for 6 weeks or so, and even by then he should be in a better place emotionally.
Cell phone signal is patchy out there, so I don't have too much else to add. Hopefully Mom will tell us all more when she gets home.
I pray it will work and work well even if it takes 12 months.
There must be so much anger inside him. Its far far far better than finding himself in jail which with his behaviour he was probably on the way to discover.
It may not seem like it now for him but in years to come God willing the place works for him, he will know & love Neaksis all the more for it.
lets hope it works and quickly!!
I broke the car .......$1700 & one crankshaft later ..... CV joints are gone too as is the water pump .... another $600 ..... do you think its ok to NOT tell Aussie about that one? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> It is??? good !! thought so <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
oh and I have to do a few dozen Ave Marias for all the swearing as I fixed it up ..... the mechanics were SO funny har har not .... they gave me imperial spanners and tools instead of metric and it took me 30 mins to work it out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
potty mouth potty mouth potty mouth <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hopefully Mom will tell us all more when she gets home.
Ha! Mom just drove 1363 miles in 48 hrs. and 40 min., which time also included visiting with my friend, frenzied shopping for the soon-to-be-incarcerated, several protracted sessions with counselors and teachers, and crowd control for the 2 younger while I wasn't in the meetings.
Mom is going to bed and sleeping as much of the day as I jolly well feel like sleeping! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> We thought it was a pretty dull drive in the daytime on the way up, but coming back on an all-nighter? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And your sister and I can't seem to trade off on our sleepy-wakey times, either, preferring to do them concurrently instead of consecutively in a sensible fashion. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Plane trips are sounding very attractive right now for most future visits.
I left her sitting in the van in her driveway, 2 sleeping kids in the back, trying to figure out whether or not to wake them up (and run the risk they wouldn't go back to sleep), or just sleep in the car with them until they were up for the day. Z-z-z-z-z-z.
t&l
P.S. Idaho needs more Taco Bell outlets, and fewer hamburger joints. I'm so sick of snacks!!!!!!!!!!!
I read the last three pages, and I just don't know what to say.
How about this -
I hope everyone is well DESPITE all the..... the...... the..... INTERESTING things that have happened, and that are happening.
You are all well, aren't you?
Physically, and emotionally well?
SS
Review........ Kind of.
"Peter - Fisher of Men."
This was a very enjoyable book for me, even though the story is already familiar. Sometimes I can read a book all at once, but this time I had to read in bits, and pieces. I found myself looking forward to reading, and hoping I could get in MORE reading time.
The book was entertaining, but it was also uplifting, and instructive. It reinforced to me some of my own weaknesses, and I found myself thinking about how I could do better, and how I should do better.
I commend the author for her good work, and I hope she continues to write. Talent like this should be shared.
Thanks -
Thanks so much.
SS
I hope the extended stay at the PP Place is productive and beneficial. I shall do my best to remember to pray for Neaksis and the eldest on a regular basis.
You know, sometimes I pray for 'all my MB friends' with no names given. The Omniscient One knows exactly who I mean.
Goodnight Rella - Sweet dreams.
SS
PS, I'll see everyone when I get back from the cruise.
CRUISE!!!!
Not fair!!!!
TOTALLY NOT FAIR!!!!!!
I can't tell you the last time my children and I had a real vacation....wait, about 2 or 3 years ago, we took about 3 days or so - maybe 4 and went to the mountains of North Georgia then came through near Chattanooga and rafted on the Ocoee.....I guess that counts. Maybe.
You can come if you want. Be at the pier by 4 on Sunday afternoon.
SS
How are we? (I'm guessing for the first 2, but probably pretty close.)
Mom: tired after the trip, kind of sad and wondering if we somehow failed, but glad it turned out to be such a nice place, and so beautiful.
Neaksis: she is like a new woman.
Me: about like usual, good and working hard.
We are all blessed! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
SS, thank you very much for your kind review. I am still struggling with incorporating writing back into my daily routine. Between your gentle encouragment and Mom & Tina's much-needed kicks in the rear, I'm sure I'll make it.
Thanks for making me smile. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Have fun on the cruise!
OOOOh, there is big mess about were they or were they not doing job interviews. Talked to supervisor today and called them on what I understood to be happening. He squirmed and waffled and fidgeted and asked me to sit tight till he gets back from vacation in 10 days. I talked with the director of the division and it seems there are gazillion misunderstandings running rampant. And, I was cool and non-accusing and listened well...I stated my case civilly and will have a good weekend. Who knows what will happen!!!!
You guys need to go to the thread I started entitled, "Can't believe dreams can come true? Watch this!!" I don't feel technically ambitious enough to post it twice, but it's incredible to see.
t&l
Been there.....Done that.....Even showed it to my son who was as delighted with it as were the judges. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
This morning I took my daughter to work, at 6 a.m., and came home and went back to bed.
I got in some serious REM sleep - which is pretty odd for me.
I dreamed I was headed to the Olympics in Rome to swim on the US team. I dreamed about the shopping for things I would need, training gear, all that stuff.....including shopping in a small sporting goods store owned by a bunch of orthodox Jews.
Anyway, I got my suitcase packed, got ready to leave, and took it to the train station then walked down the street to get something to eat before we left....team was meeting there. The waitresses in what looked like a huge sports bar wouldn't take my order - I even wanted pear, kiwi, and grapefruit jelly beans to take with me and I couldn't get them though they were on the menu. So, I was late getting to the train station and the train left without me so I had to run through the neighborhood to the next station and they got me a turkey sandwich very quickly - there was a man in the restaurant who feigned such emotional problems that he was riding around the restaurant on his tricycle.
So, I got my sandwich and raced of to the train barely making it.....and I was headed to the next transportation change - on my way to Rome - to swim in the Olympics.
My friend Amanda sent this to me when she found out JJ had gone off waltzing matilda .. just like his dad
He grew up as his mummy's little boy
You watched him throughout the years
both grow and change, but
he was always your little boy
You begin to think back and as
tears begin to form in your eyes
you start to remember
his first words
his first steps
You remember his first day of school
and his graduation day
You remember how much joy he found
in the slightest little things
You remember all the times he cried when
he fell and scraped his knees
you had to kiss them
to make it all better
You remember all the times
you got up in the middle of the night because
he had bad dreams and nightmares
Those are the days you will
treasure, cherish, and remember forever
especially now more than ever before
As your little boy is off
he's become a soldier
to fight for our country
just like he used to pretend and play, but
when he is done
he wont just be any soldier
In our hearts and in yours
he'll always be ...
mummy's Little Soldier
*sniff, sniff*
That was beautiful. Tell JJ thank you from all of us.
Rella, that dream was too funny - I've been dreaming quite a bit too, (not unusual for me, lol), and last night I went off to college. The night before, I was going to race something, probably mountain bikes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS, hope you're having a nice time on your cruise. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You would think we were old hands at having our boys go away, but this feels so different. Even DD had a tear or three, reality has hit home a bit I guess. While it was training and the College, well it seemed like any other job or Uni. sigh .. he's still my little boy in my heart......... Avoidance I guess huh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Who has a good product for grey hair, for two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Rella, I have a big question for you, very important so really think about it ..............
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DID YOU WIN THE GOLD MEDAL?????????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
The phone rang...it was my daughter...I was 20 minutes late picking her up from work. All I know is........I was on the train on my way to Rome. I suppose we'll never know who won that gold medal.....but [color:"blue"]I CLAIM IT IN THE NAME OF ALL IDIOTS!!!!![/color]
So, what song did they play for our Idiotville national anthem?
Maybe one of these songs is the anthem!!!!
Possible Idiotville AnthemsWell, that didn't work in the manner possible.....enter the word 'idiot' in the blank and see what you think of the selections offered.
Rella there is only one of course......
Village Idiot by Sonics <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Never heard of it.....
I've heard of the Village People, though....<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
We are back, and the kids are worn out! Of course, you know what kind of shape the parents are in after doing something strenuous enough to wear out the kids...(even the Dervish).
We got rid of the trailer just fine, and within a short time of leaving the border, heard from the driver that he was having all kinds of trouble. The bond company that was supposed to reissue the bond claimed to have never ever heard of any of the companies listed on the paperwork. Still not sure how they got it sorted out, but it wasn't us! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Then we saw a fabulous lightning storm. I tried to take some photos, but with the 1-second delay on the stupid phone cameras, about all I got was a bunch of pictures of what the clouds looked like a second after lightning had flashed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I finally got one picture that had actual lightning in it, but it was too late to capture the giant bolt, and all I got was a little cloud brightness, but at least it was something.
We also went right past the lake where the tour of the Gates of the Mountains leaves from, going along the route taken by Lewis and Clark, including Mann Gulch. I have begged and begged, and if it works, assuming we are the ones who will pick up the trailer in a month or so, we might get to leave enough early to go there.
I guess I'd better get the kids moving along, but oh it's good to be back! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Glad you are home safely. Swing by Kaylee's house tomorrow and buy the clan some lemonade.
Kaylee is a 5 year old having a lemonade stand to benefit our church's food room which gives food to those in need.
Neak good to have you all back safe & sound and having had a good time. I hope you and AJ had some .. um .. adult time <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> as well..... eventually. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Love watching storms ... to watch one in the big wet up North is really something to see. Gods own TV. Clouds go through a rainbow of colours, then go a rich deep deep purple and the lightning wow! I just love to sit with Aussie high up on the tablelands and watch. Of course I make sure he picks the place as suddenly having a waterfall coming down on your head is a bit disconserting not to say deadly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Aw, how cute!
First thing when we went home, the Dervish went and picked a zuchinni, delighted that they had gotten so big in the 2 days we were gone.
"Mommy, I picked this so you could make some more of that stuff."
"What stuff - the zuchinni bread?"
"No."
"Fried squash?"
"No."
"Well, what then?"
"Those muffins."
"Oh. You mean zuchinni bread." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I can just hear the dear little fellow right now ....... "but mummy they LOOKED like muffins!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Of course I would choose to think that he obviously just LOVED them and wants more! Which I'm sure they are... I mean the bread is <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And I have some really good news <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Don't keep us in suspense!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My son is SAFE and coming home this week. Everyone in his unit safe and sound. I think God winked at me and said ok.
doing the HAPPY DANCE and woo hoo and can't sleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I even used 3 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
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Mum would have used more than that. How wonderful!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mum doesn't know yet. She' a early to bed person most times and is in bed at about 7.30pm so I'll leave it until morning.
But I bet she'd fill 2 pages with <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> lol
The relief is just so huge. Its like being high on something pleasant <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> like life or just everything.
I can breathe a bit easier. One down two to go. That idea of breaking toes... got the hammer? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
How wonderful....God does answer prayers.
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Note to Neaksis: Your daughter is innocent of stealing my money. Don't ask how I know this. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Do I have to apologize to her, or can we just let this go? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, if you want to give some away, I'll take it. You don't even have to give it to me. Give it to some studly yardman for doing some serious work on my yard.
(Now, T&L, I don't know the story but I vote for apologizing. My reasoning: as adults, sometimes we are wrong. When we are wrong, we need to apologize. It is a lesson on giving and receiving respect and responsibility. Not that you wanted my opinion. I have always apologized to my children when I was wrong and they had not committed the offense or had been the recipient of my inappropriate anger.)
Well, Cinderella, it's like this. I never said anything to my granddaughter. Neaksis was the one who was going to bring the subject up, and the apology would've depended on how tenaciously she had pursued any denial. Lucky for us, she asked, was told no, and dropped it, so no apology was necessary. Val is well-aware of her proclivity towards "adopting" others' stray, unguarded treasures, and knows she's one of the first suspects any time anything disappears. So a quesion was OK. Wise Neaksis didn't turn it into an inquisition, so being asked was just a blip on the radar, barely glimpsed and quickly gone. Whew!
t&L
Hi !!
I feel so lost. We had a great time, but 10 days is a long time to be away.
It looks like the news is mostly good from everyone.
That is great.
I really do hope you are all mostly happy. I see AW has reason to be happy.
Neak, are you writing on a schedule?
Or do you take it day by day?
T&L, that was a good link. I didn't see it before I left, but I looked up your other thread (just now) and read it. I wish Paul a very successful life in his new profession.
How about you T&L, if you followed your dreams, where would they lead you?
I know I have asked Cinderella that same thing more than once. I wonder if I asked today if it would be the same.
It has been interesting for me to watch people who actually get what they ask for. Sometimes they realize they asked for the wrong thing, and sometimes they are very happy.
In the short term - someone give Rella chocolate.
Oh, and how is Neaksis these days?
I hope things are well at her house. Is it more peaceful?
If anyone needs some zucchini, our garden produced a surplus while we were gone. Back up your truck, and we'll load you up. That truck that AJ drives may be just the right size.
SS
SS - it's still just sitting around, enjoying being w/ people I love. I don't need fancy things. I don't need a mansion or the latest car.
I would like a maid and good lawn care but they are not mandatory.
A glass of water, a glass of wine, a cup of tea and a place to talk and laugh.
Cinderella, I think you may have figured it out.
I had a good time while we traveled, but I am happy with simple things more than with luxury.
How was work today?
SS
SS--You went, you cruised, you returned. Since it was Alaska, I'm assuming sunburn wasn't a big problem!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I just got up and have to get ready for work soon. If I really got what I wanted, I go back to Wisconsin and live on the farm now, but am will eventually settle for some farm-ish place somewhere else unknown to me at this time, sometime unspecified but hopefully soon-ish day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
SS - twice I have shut my eyes and waited to die in the accident unfolding around me. Twice I have walked away. Then, I survived the death of my marriage. The molestation of my daughter and the resulting splitting asunder of my FOO. There are few things as important as being with the people who love you.
Being with people you love.
Living so God is pleased with you.
Knowing someone is there when you pray.
Watching your children make good choices.
Yup! That's it!! That's the good stuff.
I want to first wish all my DD (AW) US friends a wonderful 4th July, have a great time and dont drink & drive - AW's mum
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Tonight in just over an hour, AW who thinks shes just going to dinner with friends to celebrate 4th July as they are from the US, is going to be joined by one of my darling grandsons, her big soldier boy JJ. Our own Minstrel Boy himself is arriving. But that is not the only surprise awaiitng her - no my Granddaughter Liz has been holding this in for so long I am surprised she has not blown herself apart <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> - arriving with him will be this pretty little blonde girl by the name of Hayley. She is a singer and friend of my GD Lizzy. She and my grandson sang at the Oxfam concert just before his deployment where it became VERY obvious they were more than just 'friends' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />. This was when AW was sick in Hospital for a few days.
Not even Liz was aware of what has obviously been a serious relationship - they both live in Canberra about 3000km east thata way. She about fell off her seat as little brother (little? you MUST be joking - I think I have said this before) had a serious problem with, how to put this nicely?? , yes thats it - with commitment. He has been a bit of a lad, a wombat you know that Australian mammal that eats roots and leaves <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Sorry but it was true, even his Granma (me) who loves him absolutely has to admit to that. But don't quote me. Nanna isn't that fond of him being a soldier though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
So I've been here at AW's house with Mikey cleaning up, getting the coffee ready, cakes, and waiting. You know I hate waiting
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Hayleys cute though, lovely hazel eyes, a truly kind soul.And she looks absolutely ravishing in a burgundy dress, and she is so obviously in love with JJ - I think he's been a very naughty boy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
We shall see what we shall see - soon <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neak & TL liz said she will send you a recording of her brother just for fun as it probably wont happen again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> JJ actually sang something very special for his mum but she has never heard it nor even known he had done it for her. He's a good boy really.
Goodness I wish his dad was here.
AWs Mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I shall be hurt if I don't get to hear it. No one like to hurt a princess.
Thank God for those people willing to be soldiers - the good kind.
What a lot of news for one sitting! And it's so good to hear from you, Mum!!!!!!!
I didn't even know anyone else sang, either, but how nice that your DGD isn't the only one with talent, lol.
Rella, what is your next event?
We need a new I'm-keeping-my-nose-above-the-water-but-barely emoticon. Let me know when you have it. I'll try to find time to post it, but right now I'm busy not drowning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Hello to everyone. If someone can tell me whatever possessed me to agree to work a day shift tomorrow, please be sure and let me know. Personally, I have no explanation... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> I loathe working day shift!
t&l
It was because you wanted to be with all the women who got up early to go to the hospital to have their labor induced? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neak, next event.....
Other than the usual activities, the next event will be one of the following:
- funeral tomorrow for the man in whose honor I walked the half marathon
- dinner with friend Friday or Saturday night
- World Hoop Day at East Park 5 - 7 p.m. Saturday night
- I guess, since David did pass away, I will train for next years Country Music Half Marathon in April 2008
Pick one! I guess the one you choose will be determined by your definition of an event.
AW, I just realized what our current topic is....
ISLE wandering - as in island......I could use a trip to an island right now....a nice island...not some mosquito infested boring place. Someplace relaxing. I want to go isle wandering.....PLEASE!!!! I'd be happy to wander your isle as long as you promise me I don't have to ride in a hot air balloon.
I think there may be some islands without mosquitoes somewhere in the Arctic Circle.
So sorry about your friend, but all the best as you keep training.
The Dervish bequeathed a new catch phrase to us yesterday.
Neaksis laid down on my bed, and spotted the Dervish, standing innocently with his hands behind his back, over by the Princess' dresser. She called him over to rub her back, and though he balked a little, he did come.
But he had to think of a way to get back over there and hide the evidence before Auntie saw it, so he began to leap and twirl, shouting, "Pink! Pink! I'm attracted to pink!" Over and over again.
He twirled his way over to the dresser, began grabbing pink things and purple things, and very slyly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> wrapped up the cheez whiz in a purple girl thingy ("Purple! Purple! I'm attracted to purple!") and chucked it on the floor.
Auntie was not fooled.
It would serve him right if we got him a whole bunch of pink stuff, since he is attracted to pink.
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[color:"green"]"Money! Money! I'm attracted to money!"[/color]
ROFL!!!!!!!!!!
Any minute now, AW is going to be here... [color:"brown"] Chocolate! Chocolate! I am attracted to chocolate! [/color]
For myself, I am attracted to [color:"green"] money[/color] and [color:"brown"] chocolate. [/color]
Also, Mom, thank you very much for the lovely birthday presents. The lotion was luscious, the hand soap simply foaming, and I was sooooooo happy to get the shoes!!! I have been trying to drag mine out a bit longer, and it will be nice to just throw them away.
Mighty obleeged for the candy, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I fact, I hear my Ghirardelli (I can't spell them - I only eat them) mints calling me.
Bye! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Zooooooooom............
When are you going to meet my ENs?
Any minute now, AW is going to be here... Chocolate! Chocolate! I am attracted to chocolate!
I dont WHERE you got such an idea! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Now while I love having an extra girl in this testosterone filled home, someone ate my Lindt chocolate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I was thinking evil thoughts about my lovely DD and her friend then saw the chocolate fingerprints .... MIKEY!!!
'brudder' 'is!!, actually I'm sure it sounded like "butta s" he didn't like me cleaning him up either <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
so I cornered JJ ...
"He looked hungry mum" .. so you gave him chocolate?? Dont you know what that will do to his system?
"Nuh"
Why didn't you give him some teething bread sticks?
"Whats that mum ??" " Anyway he loved the choc didn't ya smallfry"
At least the 2 girls thought it was funny, JJ just didn't get it
I mean whats the use ?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
... JUST STOP LAUGHING YOU GIRLS ... guess who gets the 'prise' gooy yuk .. stinky boy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish in pink ribbons ROTFLMAO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh Dear!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Ghirardelli Mint Chocolate Squares they have 4 I mean 4 grams of fat in each bite!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
DISGUSTING
BAD <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
BAD <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
NAUGHTY <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
very naughty <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
chocolate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
but that leaves 96 grams of happiness <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Personally, I prefer the dark chocolate with chocolate orange filling. But, I can't find them anymore. Sad. Sad. Sad.
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Yummy yum yum!
"He looked hungry" lolololololololololol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rella, have you tried ebay? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
no....just not big on shopping by internet.
Sort of an ADD thing. I get started looking and take all sorts of diversions and forget what I was looking for. It's easier to live without it than to go through the process. My life is not significantly worse for not having them. Indeed, I might weigh less - though you can't tell it right now due to recent expansionist activity.
I don't know where you can find the chocolate you are looking for, but here's a photo to cheer you up.
From the last day of our cruise. Butchart Gardens, Victoria BC, Canada.
Evening, just after they turned on the lights.
~ The Sunken Garden ~
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/alaska/garden.jpgSS
Neak, I did sing Happy B Day.
Did you hear it?
T&L,
How did day shift go?
Anyone seen T&L?
Maybe she's still sleeping.
Hi AW !!!
Oh, I mean
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Life is better now? I bet it feels that way.
SS
That is gorgeous. But I want chocolate - after I get my real needs met!
Oh, what a beautiful garden! I wish I could create things like that, but alas not my bit of specialness. Maybe the gardener wishes he/she could write, lololol. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />I did hear you. Now I feel well and truly 35.:)
Mom is asleep, but I got to talk to her for a little this morning.
AJ had an adventure going to the little church in MT yesterday. There are hardly any members - he said so far they can't afford to keep it open in winter because the heating and insurance costs are more than they can pay, but they really really want to be able to. Especially since if there are any visitors, they will not necessarily know where to attend "Meeting at Fred's house today"...
Well, as soon as they found out he was from CA, they were so excited! "You're from CA??? A while back, a couple of people from CA called, and were thinking of moving here!!!!!!!" (That was over a year ago.) You can imagine their surprise and extreme delight to hear that AJ was the DH/BIL of the callers. "Oh! Well then, you HAVE to move here!"
Neaksis and I were tickled, well, pink, to find out that we were still such a high point after so long. We both feel very special and honored now.
And AJ got to stay long enough to eat potluck before they carried him off to show him houses. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> So very sweet!
Today is my day to finish IFTA (truck fuel taxes), but I'll pop in now and again to take a break whenever my eyes start crossing.
hi Neak
hope you get your taxes done! Still got to do ours for the year.
Had to get up to tuck Mikey in as he has been a bit restless. Need to go back to bed its 3 am here. YAWN
Just had to check to see if his nibs had emailed, still nothing though.
HEHE Glad to see you famous in MT as well as the rest of the world <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> well our world which is as we all know the only one to be in lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I wonder what home he ended up seeing? ...or buying <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I have to let you in on a big secret, but only if you promise not to tell anyone ..... at 35 you are now allowed to count back on every birthdsy after until you get to 30!!
Its true, cross my heart <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I think I fell asleep writing this, I had better get to bed
Hi SS I'll write more when I am awake .. us old chicks need ALL the beauty sleep we can get.
I hope you got to listen to my son, I still haven't been able to yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> I haven't heard him sing since he was 16 and then it was heavy metal about kill, thrills and something something, really not my thing.
Oh this was what I ate on Wednesday night when my DS surprised me.........
Entree
Chicken Liver Terrine wrapped in bacon and baked served with Cayenne Toast & Mascarpone cheese
Main
Chicken & Andouille Gumbo which was a chicken with a spicy pork sausage in this spicy soup or gravy with rice
Desserts ... yes I said dessert'S I tried the lot <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, but only a few spoonfuls of each...
pecan pie with peach liquor, Sweet potato pie with Mascarpone cheese, Mud cake with Grangelico liquor cream lots of cream, chocolate bread pudding with choc mousse and bourbon
Afters
then black strong coffee with cheese platter and dried fruit & crackers ... or is that just me ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
must go, love to all.
AW
IFTA is quarterly, so I have to do it 4 times a year. AND they only give you 15 days after the quarter closes to have it all figured and any payment turned in. (Ours this time is $43, so not too bad.)
A brief, boring description of IFTA.
Every state charges a certain amount of tax on its diesel fuel. CA is one of the most expensive states, usually around $.33-36/gallon.
IFTA makes sure all the taxes even out. So you can't just buy fuel in the cheaper states and pay nothing to the more expensive states.
IFTA makes you figure out how many miles you drove in each state, how many gallons you burned, your average MPG, and thus, how much fuel tax you should have paid to each state, vs. how much you actually paid. Then each state will either charge you the extra, or refund the difference.
IFTA acts as a central location, so you don't have to pay each state, or get 20 checks for $.26 or $3.39 or something.
Eyes glazing over? Mine, too.
Yikes, the tax thing - too much for me.
Yum - the food thing. I'll take the leftovers.
Hi SS I'll write more when I am awake .. us old chicks need ALL the beauty sleep we can get.
Old??
Ha, you don't even qualify yet. Good try though.
SS
Cinderella,
I'm thinking about what you have been saying about getting your needs met. I realize you already know that us meeting them is not the best way to get them met.
I would like to ask though, what needs are the most pressing? What are you wishing for the most right now?
SS
IFTA -
Our state charges too much tax??
Ha too bad, you have to pay anyway.
That's right, we're from the government, and we're here to help you.
What's that, you don't need help? That's also too bad, you'll take it anyway.
Ok, you caught me in one of "those" moods.
Anyone need any zucchini?
Please?
SS
What needs are most pressing?
Organization! As an entirely ADD family, we are not gifted in that category - an ADD mom, an ADD daughter, an ADHD son. It's a trip!
Money! See above. Some organization and money mgmt skills would be a godsend. But, once equilibrium was reached, organization and better stewardship, which could be paired hand-in-hand, would be key.
You seem to do well at your job.
What are your strong points there? What do you feel you are best at. Please don't be modest. I want to have all the facts before I say more.
SS
Well, at work they are always pushing me. It's a lot like a factory job. Thing is, some days I can really focus on it and some days I can't. It's so repetitive, sometimes, that I can't stand it. There is no room for creativity where I am now. NONE!
So you feel you do well because of the way the work environment is organized, and not because of your own talent?
Also -
It bothers you that it is so regimented?
I'll be away for a few hours at this point -
SS
It bothers me that my job performance is measured by how many applications I reject or rate on a daily basis. It's about numbers. There's no room for creativity. The ADD brain can not sit there and do nothing but think in an evaluative manner all day, every day, 5 days/week. It's a good thing to never get out of your seat. It's a good thing to produce produce produce vast quantities of repetitive work. It's not a good thing to have a creative thought. It's like picking cotton. The most valuable field workers were the ones who could pick the most cotton. Not the ones who could see the beauty in the sky, who noticed the butterflies, who wondered why that unusual creature was there.
Most people didn't notice the boll weevil until it was a big problem. No one considered crop rotation in the south, at least not on a large scale, until the fields were becoming fallow because there was no nitrogen and George Washington Carver came upon the idea of reintroducing nitrogen by planting legumes - principally, peanuts. Then, there was no significant market for that product until he studied what to do with them.
The narrow minded scope and opportunities frustrate me.
Meanwhile, I do have an interview for a promotion on Friday. It would mean more money for doing the same thing - only more of it. I don't earn much - at least I don't think it's much based on my age, education, and income. But, I earn enough and owe enough that I can't afford to go backwards.
I have a child starting college in 2 years and no savings. This is a problem.
My employer would pay for me to take one class a semester at any state sponsored school - but what to take.
Computers don't interest me. Books and art do. I/O psych would get me a ticket out to something that might be more creative but the director of that division is a certifiable uncouth man. I don't need any more cursing in staff meetings. Worked under him once and that is enough.
Wow, I begin to see.
It must be difficult to work under those conditions.
I am lucky in that my work changes a lot from day to day (though it is much the same overall from month to month.)
There is some chance to be creative too.
I just decided I like my job more today than I did yesterday. Thanks, you did a good job there.
Anyway, it looks like you see a lot of stress. That is not good for us.
How do you cope?
SS
Old??
Ha, you don't even qualify yet. Good try though.
I think I feel old though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
my hair is falling out, whats left is changing colour ... is gray in this year? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm having a week off to be with Mikey, DD, DS & new soon (maybe)to be DIL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />, and to finish off the pergola for the spa.
I think I'm working harder here than at work! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
There I think and formulate and use the gray matter .. but can be so boring at times can understand that one Rella.. and here I use very sore muscles and commonsense to build things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
But better than drinking or smoking or cogitating on things I can't change. Cogitating sounds so much better than sulking! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
2 weeks off study as well as its mid semester at the Uni.. DD is on holidays too but still goes into the childrens hospital most days. But her man is coming home soon so she is happy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
well lunch break over, back to putting the roof batterns on... drilling into steel is hard on a ladder 12 ft above the ground <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Stress.....could that be why my hair periodically goes through periods of falling out? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> DUH!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It is pretty stressful but at least this supervisor likes me. My last one, before I took this job, didn't. And this job IS easier than my last one. The job before that, my supervisor really liked me and thought I hung the moon but I needed opportunities that could only be had by leaving that position.
Would I leave where I am now? Yup.
Could I do worse? Yup.
Stress.....could that be why my hair periodically goes through periods of falling out? DUH!!!
My advice is to quit pulling on it -
Oh no, I was supposed to listen, not give advice. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Neak is quiet. Is she on the road?
AW, I feel old sometimes too. Wait - I am old. I have a right to feel that way. I guess stress does that to you also, so you and Rella can feel old sometimes if you want to.
I wonder if T&L ever feels old. I don't think she's old enough yet - but I know she has stress too.
Hi CC, I hope you are having a good week.
No, a GREAT week.
Hi Neak Sis.
Is the atmosphere at your house a little sweeter these days?
SS
I think, if you're trying to run a money scam, you should at least know the language of the people you're trying to scam. That's what I think!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Dearest Remain blessed
I know this may come as surprise and sceptic to you.Since we do not know each other,but i am contacting you with trust and faith i have, that you will never fail me. My Name is MrsMarie Tiko a nationality of Liberia. I am married to late Mr. David Tiko who worked with Liberia embassy in Ivory Coast for nine years before he died in the year Octorber 2003. We were married for twenty years with a child. He died after a illness that lasted for long four days.Before his death we were both a good child of God.
When my late husband was alive we deposited the sum of $7.2 Million (seven Million Two Hundred Thousand U.S.Dollars) with one of Good banks here in Cote d'Ivoire . Presently, this money is still with the bank.I have been diagnose with Esophageal cancer .It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, and right now I have only about a few months to live, according to medical experts.Recently my Doctor told me that I would not last for the next three months due to my cancer problem.Though what disturbs me most is my stroke. Having known my condition I decided to donate this fund to churchs or better still a child of God individual that will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct here in.
I want a person or a child of God member that will use this fund to orphanages, research centres and widows propagating the word of God and to ensure that the house of God is maintained. The Holy sprit made us to understand that blessed is the hand that giveth. Now that my health has deteriorated so badly, I cannot do this by myself anymore this is why i seek for your assistance, I once asked try a member of my family to distribute the money which I gave him to the charity organization here they refused and kept the money to themselves. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be ontended with what I have left for them.
I took this decision because I have a child that will inherit this money but my son can not carryout this work of God only because i and my late husband decide to use some of the money to work for God and live some for our son to have a better live. my son is just 17year old now and been grow up in africa, he have low manterity and I don´t want my family hard earned money to be misused by unbelievers,i don´t want a situation where this money will be used in any way that those not concern the will of God. Hence the reason for taking this bold decision. I am not afraid of death hence I know where I am going to. I know that I am going to be in the bosom of the God. I want your telephone communication in this regard because of my health because of the presence of my family relatives around me always.
I don´t want any of my husband family relatives to recieve this money. With God all things are possible. As soon as I receive your reply I shall give you the contact of the Finance/bank. I will also issue you a letter of authority that will empower you as the new beneficiary of this fund. individual to always pray for me because the Lord is my shepherd. My happiness is that I live a life of a worthy child of God,Whoever that wants to serve God must serve him in truth, Please always be prayerful all through your life. Please assure me that you will act accordingly as I stated here.
I pray to God for his providence for a smooth transfer., please contact me immediately for more details . I will be highly appreciate to receive your telephone and fax number.
Remain blessed in the name of the God.
Mrs Marie Tiko
This could be the answer to all your money problems.
Or the cause of a lot more of them.
Be sure and send your fax number.
SS
SS - I think I should pass on this one - as should you. I will solve some of the problems by NOT sending the info. I don't think I can be trusted to trust this person. Maybe I should send x's fax number?
I think with all the excitement of my son being home with his wonderful love I forgot to tell you all really good news.... at least I think so .... I'm a bit scatterbrained at the moment. And tired, I also had all of my adopted boys around last night, they slept over, 6 boys well 7 with Mikey, and 3 of us girls ( well its morning and I can be a 'girl' for a few hours until the work begins <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />)
Great fun to see my sons old mates all together. Though some come & drop in every now & then even when hes away... I guess they like being mothered and nagged <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />. Unfortunately some of them had/ have dysfunctional parent or two ... way more than I anyway.
anyway good news ...... Liz's Jonnie is coming home!! 12 weeks leave, isn't that wonderful for them! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I think she's planning a trip for them but she's floating on air right now and its hard to shout to get her attention <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I do so wish Aussie was here, he has missed so much.
But if wishes were dishes I'd be giving away dinner sets <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I read an extremely funny, if somewhat earthy, book by an attorney who decided to scam these scammers. Neak has it right now, so I can't remember the name, but what he did to them was deserved, cruel, and hysterically funny. He would pretend to want to cooperate, but would string them along with these fantastical stories, just to see how long he could drag it out before they gave up or became suspicious. He played them against each other, telling one that another one had said the first was a crook. Vivid imagination, and a fine sense of revenge. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Aussie used to get them even through his gov email. He got sick ot it one day and emailed back Army email he had been hired as a mercenary and could they give them their addresses as it would be so much more gentlemanly then breaking down doors as his client wanted him to 'rationalise' his competition ... never got a response for some reason <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
The other way he used to discourage them was by telling them to deduct all the 'service' fees from the deposit and send him the net balance, never got a response on that either
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Its hard to believe they con so many people each year ... greed for some and desperation in others I guess
I'm trying to find the spammer guy book, I just saw it. So far, his response letter from a certain canine cartoon character has been my favorite.
The sheriff just came by trying to serve Uncle Ed with some paperwork. I looked as horrible and trashy as it is possible to look...long witchlike hair hastily smoothed, eyes red and bleary, face white and puffy, well it was a hard night. If I hadn't set my alarm for 0630, but then just hadn't gotten up yet, I could have been incoherent, too. Walking to the door mumbling, "I know Clancy is in the house. I know Clancy is in the house."
So that's my big adventure, and it's not even 0730 yet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
As far as the scammers go -
You won't see me mailing them back. I was just teasing.
Neak - please translate. I don't get the short version.
Rella - you are interested in art.
Do you paint?
Do crafts?
Sculpt?
Are you a musician?
Tell us about your interests.
If you talked about it before, I missed it.
Can any of these interests be parlayed into a profession? Or would that take too much time and effort?
SS
Dear Mrs. Sigcau,
What straits you must be in, trying to raise three children all by yourself. I am sure 30 million dollars would be very helpful, and I would like to see you get it. I myself was raised by a single mother. I was one of six children, born in the Mojave Desert. Sometimes we were so poor we had to eat wild game such as the small birds known as roadrunners. When we could catch them.
I could use the money, too, as my company, Acme Products, is in a slump due to the passing of restrictive laws regarding the sale of fireworks, large magnets, and anvils.
Also, I have medical problems resulting from a traffic accident. Some prankster redirected the line on a local highway, and I followed it into the side of a mesa.
Please let me know what must be done.
Wile E. Coyote
Needles, CA
~Steve Graham
THE GOOD, THE SPAM, AND THE UGLY
Beep!!! Beep!!!
ROTFLMAO
love it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SS - yes, I do confess to having what I call an 'artist's soul' but I didn't feel that I was a good candidate for earning a living as a single mother artist. Somehow a job with benefits seemed to be a better choice. I could pursue some artistic endeavour to round out my life but time is an issue. By the time you work, do family stuff in evening - monitor homework, cook, have a bit of family time, and sleep, there is not much time left.
Just having a lunch break, spa arrived, fixing roof to pergola, OMG its Friday 13th!!!!!
That means chocolate & videos for us girls tonight, being Friday its the pub for the boys <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />, taxi ride on the way back after DD drops them off in the UAV. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> at least.
Its a tradition on 'friday 13th's' (say that fast a lot of times) thrrrp <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> to watch first .. Psycho & then soppy romantic stories like Love Story, or Mrs Minver (mum loves that one) or whatever the girls pick up (video I mean <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> lol ).
had a laugh reading the dating service posts lol sooooo funny.
Now just food for thought ..... Harleys ...great Doctors.... great bikes ... coincidence???? I don't think so!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
[color:"purple"] Cross your fingers!
I have a job interview sometime today. It was scheduled for 10:30 but they haven't even conducted the first of the 3 interviews and I am the last of them. I think this is merely a formality. I think they made up their mind sometime last month but I caught them in a breech of the civil service rules and they had to start over. I think they wanted to make the appointment last month. But, then I got smart and started asking questions.
I have the most experience but not the seal of approval.
I could, at this point rave and vent about the powers that be but I won't as it would take too much emotional energy and I prefer to save it. Plus, big brother could be watching. [/color]
It was a joke - I am furious. Lots of stuff. Not just about the interview. Furious. This director guy needs to go back to Chicago or the Virgin Islands or wherever he wants to go....just leave. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Sorry it was one of THOSE interviews Rella! Gov Depts seem to be the same all over don't they? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
We can't appeal ours here except on the actual process, we used to be able to question the evaluations on each person but they stopped those. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Hope all the Neaks are going well? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hows the writing going Neak? Chapter 3 done yet?? if not why not ??? hehehhhe gotta drive the talented ones <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
SS are you on another trip already? Only trips I get is to the shopping centre, Mikes kindy and work <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
TL are you still there?? I hear a heart beat? I'm sure it was there a moment ago ........ or was it just soft snoring ? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Our last director was great. Not this one.
I'm still here.
The power has been out for about 5 hours. Just came back on.
It looks like a fire along the main transmission lines caused the power to arc from one line to another, and they shut down.
Sweet dreams everyone.
SS
I was going to do some late afternoon posts at work, but it's hard to post when the computer is shut off.
I think it was about 110F today, but it is cooling off a little bit now (It's finally getting dark.)
If it's not one thing, it's another.
Rella, so sorry about what happened. Some people have warped minds. I'm not saying who - but you would know.
My last boss was pretty good too - but the one I have now has serious problems. I talk to him about it all the time, but he never seems to do anything about it.
(I'm self employed)
SS
Oh, we had a little meeting today. It was a bit loud - I don't think I was the loudest person. Thankfully. I may have committed career suicide - I told them exactly how I felt.
How the process had seemed weird to me. How I felt, when I walked into the interview, that I wasn't the lucky winner. How I felt disrespected when the man took not one but 2 phone calls during the interview. He said he shouldn't have to interrupt his day (phone wise) for the interview. I think he is a schmuck.......
Oy vey!!
He's a schmuck.
Big
Loud
Self-Impressed
Legend in his own mind
Certifiable
Guaranteed
Gosh-darn, fer reel!!!!
Schmuck!!!!!!
All of above I'd say Rella, as well as personally unprofessional, I wonder if he breached Public Service Standards???? he would of here.
AW, have you finished all your construction work?
How are the celebrations going?
SS
I have a meeting with his boss in the morning. What do I want as a resolution. Nothing. Just to let her know. Just to let her know. I haven't talked with anyone who does not feel that things are worse, lots worse, lots and lots worse than 7 months ago.
Rella maybe you should say you would like to be fairly considered for any job as any other applicant, that he doesn't take phone calls during any interview & make the point that if his attitude as displayed during your interview is anything to go by then its likely that unless he is someone he likes, then you or any other applicant would not have a fair opportunity to be considered for any job he has a decision in regardless of ability. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
self important jerks like this one abound in public service unfortunately. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
well ss
lets see... I've still got to do one side & the front cladding on the patio, install the concertina doors to new enclosed area I built not too long ago, install the plumbing and do the electrics.
by then Aussie MAY be on his way home but if not theres still the wooden flooring I am going to install through the whole house......
the celebrations .. well I don't think the two love birds have stopped <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
they are due back in the East on Tuesday. her mum is so excited!! she sis humming 'grand children' lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> ... though they want to wait so they say for a while. I mean they are not exactly even hearing the old time clock for goodness sakes. But the evident liklihood of further deployments over the next few years adds some pressure of course. Its a basic drive thing .. as I well know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I feel so happy for them and my DD, but also a bit sad that Aussie is not here to share it. He has missed so much. Duty is a harsh & pitiless master. I wish ... well it doesn't matter what I wish. it is.
Well, I talked to his boss. She agreed that it was uncalled for to take phone calls during an interview. I think she even agreed that he does not yet appear to be a good manager. He has credentials on paper but there is a significant cultural difference. He is from the US Virgin Islands - the Caribbean. I told her that I did not expect any resolution but I thought that the phone calls were rude and improper and that the process did look unfair....that, when I didn't know what was going on, I had asked questions and I didn't like it when he raised his voice and practically yelled at me for having done so.
I did thank her for listening....now, I just have to start letting more of it roll off my back.....roll off....roll off.
BTW, I am going out of town tomorrow but will be back Saturday evening.
I am back. We were at the bottom of page two.
So, aren't you going to tell us where you went? You know we all want to know.
SS
Neak, you are a bible scholar, aren't you?
What kind of a man was Boaz, before he got married ?
(trick question)
SS
I went to pick the children up at church camp.
Fall Creek Falls State Park
THE COW MODEL OF ECOMONICS:
SOCIALISM: You have 2 cows, and you give one to your neighbor.
COMMUNISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and gives you some milk.
FASCISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and sells you some milk.
NAZISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both and shoots you.
BUREAUCRATISM: You have 2 cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away...
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the income.
SURREALISM: You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped dead.
ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM: You have two cows. You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. Sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the release. The public buys your bull.
A FRENCH CORPORATION: You have two cows. You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION: You have two cows. You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create a clever cow cartoon image called 'Cowkimon' and market it worldwide.
A GERMAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.
A TURKISH CORPORATION: You have two cows, but you don't know where they are. You decide to have lunch.
A RUSSIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You count them and learn you have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them again and learn you have 2 cows. You stop counting cows because you’re sobering up and open another bottle of vodka.
A SWISS CORPORATION: You have 5,000 cows. None of them belong to you. You charge the owners for storing them.
A CHINA CORPORATION: You have two cows. You have 300 people milking them. You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity, and arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.
AN INDIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. You worship them.
A BRITISH CORPORATION: You have two cows. Both are mad.
IRAQI CORPORATION: Everyone thinks you have lots of cows. You tell them that you have none. No-one believes you, so they bomb the ****** out of you and invade your country. You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of a Democracy....
AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows. Business seems pretty good. You close the office and go for a few beers.
WELSH CORPORATION: You have two cows. The one on the left looks very attractive.
NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION: You have two cows and 47 million sheep.
WHITE HOUSE CORPORATION: You have two cows both of which are in secret locations, the reasons for which you will not divulge due to Executive Privilege.
Was Boaz, by any chance,
single before he got married?
Part A:
Trip Journal:
Monday ~ wasted all day long till 5:30 pm redoing part of the fuel taxes and running boring errands. We left at about 9:15, and I was sound asleep well before 10. AJ made it to Winnemucca without any assistance from me.
Tuesday ~ I woke up early, but then went back to sleep for a while. We all got up about 0745 and went into the Super Wal Mart for trip supplies. While there, we purchased an additional little loom, since the one we brought was not enough. One looming, one crocheting, and one making lots of trouble. Two looming, and one crocheting sounded better.By the end of the day, we were cruising around in the Potholdermobile.
It was a pretty easy trip, since our first drop for the next day was only as far as Mountain Home, ID. The kids were very excited to drive past my publisher, which unfortuately would have been closed several hours before. About a half hour later we reached our destination and went to sleep.
Wednesday ~ 5am comes awfully early for me, when it comes, but at least I had 2 good nights of sleep first. We only had 1 crate to unload, so it was really fast. AW, you may even have used these types of crate yourself, back in your wild youth, as we are moving military household goods.
A few miles before Idaho Falls, our next drop, we went past a giant military surplus store, and stopped in. Oh what fun, and oh how jealous Dad would be if he knew! It was the next best thing to a museum, having all sorts of ancient military things on displey, old guns, armored vehicles, and an old German wagon.
We got some dried hash browns to try, and (MRE) vegetarian chili beans for our lunch. (You can imagine what the trip has been like since, but no one was hungry for hours.)
The Dervish also got a cheap little pair of thongs, since his slip-ons I had just gotten him turned out not to fit so well. The next size down was too short, so I had gotten him what looked like it would fit. But with only the single band across the middle to hold them on his feet, and his feet so long and skinny like they are, he would walk around with his feet slid forward all the way, and 10 little prehensile toes gripping the front of the sandals for dear life. Now it is not nearly so embarrassing to be seen with him, at least not on account of the shoes.
After unloading, we headed up into Montana for our final drop. In Butte, we once again saw the mysterious white statue on top of the mountain. This time I had the laptop to be able to look it up.
It is a statue of Mary...Our Lady of the Rockies. She was built a long time ago to encourage the townspeople when they were disheartened over the closure of their copper mines. A welder made the construction out of 16-gauge steel, since there were apparently no sculptors there at the time. With the help of miners, the inner structure was built...an inverted mine shaft of course, since what else would miners know how to make so well? The welder fellow made the hands and head first, for a 120' statue, before learning that according to the FAA, any structure higher than 90' would have to have a flashing light on its head. So he scaled it down to 90', and stuck the hands and head on as they were. Now she stands, just slightly out of proportion, atop the Continental Divide.
Just north of Helena, (pronounced H*LL-en-uh not H*ll-AY-nuh), we went past the area where Mann Gulch is, just off the Missouri River in the area of the Gates of the Mountains. That was where all but 3 men in a smokejumper crew were killed during a firestorm back in 1938. Their mistakes changed the way fire was fought, and many lessons are still implemented today.
We got to Great Falls before dark, but by the time we had showered and eaten, it was almost midnight local time. AJ used some of his Flying J bucks to treat us to a lovely sit-down dinner, though it did take them forever to get us ordered, and another forever to get our food fixed. Which is why it took so long. Poor AJ had his heart set on the buffet, but it was all rolled up. Ah well, he concoled himelf, there is still a salad bar .Which they proceed to immediately whisk away while we wait helplessly to be waited upon.
Thursday ~ It was nice to wake up somewhere with a bathroom.
We kicked off our freight and headed east. It just so happens that the next load that popped up necessitates driving practically right past where the in-laws are. (And since AJ did not have time to visit his parents the last time he went through, he knows we had better do it this time or he's toast.)
A little bit ago, we stopped at a Wal Mart for a few more items, including potluck food. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> I also had to get the Princess a swimming suit. Her envy cup ranneth over when not only did young Valkyrie get to go to summer camp, and she didn't, but Val also got a BRAND NEW swimming suit, and the Princess had none. Well, she had 2 last year, but after her growth spurt they looked like neon sausage casings. So now her catty feminine heart is soothed, if not entirely patched.
We'll be in Westby in a few hours, 4 or so, and I don't know if I'll have any internet there or not. But it's still good to touch bases with all of you. Hope you are having a wonderful time. I am, though it is very hot.
Also, just about everyone, even the cars, waves to AJ. It's like being on another planet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
AJ dropped us off at FIL/MIL's on the way past, and eventually joined us for a nice visit. Upon reaching Uncle JJ's house, the kids were overjoyed to see their auntie and uncle, and the only one of their cousins that was still awake (pacing the floor, waiting for them to get back from their grandma's house). We stayed up late, but not too late, since AJ & JJ were getting up very early (5am our time) to go pick up the next load.
Friday ~ 5 am the adults all got up, but then about 5 minutes later, so did the kids, after a giant impact rocked the house...the Dervish fell off the couch and hit his head on the wood floor. It did my heart good to see my 3 lazy little summer slugs sitting down to breakfast at 0630. They never slowed down all day, either.
We just kicked back for a bit, got breakfast cleaned up, helped pick up the trash in the back yard where a marauding doggie had knocked over the trash cans and pulled out...never mind any of the things it pulled out...about a half hour before we got up.
Then we went to a wonderful, wonderful park only a few miles away. It is called the Writing Rock, 2 large petroglyph stones with the biggest best clearest glyphs I have ever seen. Ok, I have only seen a few, but these were better.
I suppose he was single, so good job with that.
However, the punch line to this one.......... is that he was Ruth-less. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS
ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I just love a good pun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We all had a hearty laugh about the cows. Here's another good one...
Home security
How To Install A Home Security System
1. Go to a second-hand store and buy a pair of men's Work Boot's size 14-16 (used)
2. Place them on front porch, along with a copy of Gun And Ammo Magazine.
3. Put a few giant dog dishes next to the boots and Magazine
4. Leave a note on your door that reads
Hay Bubba, Big Jim, Duke, Slim, and I gone for more ammunition. Will be back in one hour. Don't mess with the pit bull's-- they Attacked the mailman this morning and messed him up real bad.
I don't think Killer took part in it,but it was hard to tell from all the Blood. Anyway, I locked all of the dog's in the house. Better Just wait outside until we can get back.
Cooter
Liked the cows
Liked security
Keep 'em coming
in perpetuity.
SS
Rella, that looks like a neat place to go. Did you camp, or just go get them, or what?
You know - requesting a travelogue, like the one Neak did.
Neak, thanks for the insight into your journey. It's always a pleasure to read.
W and the twins went to Girls camp last week. I got to go for Thursday and Friday. It's been over 100 deg every day here for weeks, but it was about 75 deg at camp. (at about 9,000 ft in the mountains.) I wish we could have stayed there for about 3 more months.
It's back to work today though. Sigh.
SS
I went up to pick up children at church camp. I spent the night on a 5" thick vinyl covered 'mattress' which was on a solid metal bunk. There is no heat or a/c in the cabins. There is no glass in the windows. There are cracks in the wall and the floor is a concrete slab. There are no locks on the doors or windows. It's pretty barebones. The children love to go. The scenery there is gorgeous. The waterfall for which the park is named, Fall Creek Falls, is lots taller than Niagra but is narrow. It's been so dry here that the water flow throughout the park is greatly reduced from years past.
It got down around 50 Friday night. I was cold. It felt really good during the day, though. It was a good 10 degrees cooler there than here - maybe 15 degrees.
Did I tell you about the car locking itself?
Hi Neak, welcome back to the good ol homestead!
So are you crocheting or just crochety that early in the morning?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Glad you had a great trip. The crates, well what I got from the Army was cardboard boxes 10 of, bubble wrap 10 m of, packing tape 5 of .... and lest I forget .. instructions. They still broke every plate I ever packed. In the end I bought tea chests, yep they pack loose tea in these plywood boxes about 1m (4 ft) high and .5m square. Thats until they decided that 10,000 angry wives probably meant it was better to pay movers to do it all. But I still ended up using my tea cheats as well! Still got them too, just in case. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
My poor little Dervish hitting his head, give him a big hug and sloppy kiss from me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And give one to all of them the Princess over here said to say 'G'day chick' & cuddles to all the kids and a 'hey girl' to your Princess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I have NO idea what I'm talking about just repeating what I was told <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Every time I talk about thong's on MB everyone gets all funny .... I mean really... would I put them on my feet if it wasn't footwear I was talking about? Ok well I mean THESE days ... no fun until Aussie gets home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Been fun to read all the jokes .... I didn't see the obvious SS on that one! lol I do like the security idea hehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Rella that description of your accommodation is just like the first married quarters we got! Only not as cold! we had a raised wooded floor but a underground stream ran under the house, about a foot down ...brrrrrrrrrrrrr cold. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
HEY guess what? I got my spa working!!! Its GREAT ... its about 13 here right now & raining & I went and sank into this glorious heated water of 40 degrees .... feels like I ran a mile or two though. I turned off the light in the patio I built abd put on these lights, rainbow colours in the water, and watched the stars between the rain bursts ... now if Aussie was here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
My son JJ and Hayley flew back to Canberra today .. worst luck ... but they are so good together. And she's not adverse about being forward with him either lol When he forgets that she isn't one of his troopers she lets rip <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> goodnaturedly but firmly. My kinda gal. Hope it all continues to work for them, she really adores him. I'm not sure if I'm feeling old or just content as I can be without Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> But I'm not unhappy.
AW, sorry you can't spend more time w/out your fella. It must be tough to have him coming and going all the time.
There is no heat or a/c in the cabins. There is no glass in the windows. There are cracks in the wall and the floor is a concrete slab. There are no locks on the doors or windows. It's pretty barebones.
I don't know if I could take all the amenities. I slept on the ground Thursday night with a canvas tarp over me, and a foam pad under me.
(I really did, but you know I'm teasing you, right?)
I hope you had fun despite the lack of proper decorating.
Hi AW !!
We hope Aussie gets home soon - it's about time.
It sounds like you are really handy - and I'm glad the spa works. I should get one of those for us.
Hi CC !!
I never did hear Neak say where they were bound for, but it sounds like a nice long trip.
Hi T&L !! Be sure and get lots of sleep tomorrow.
SS
AW, how do you find time to go to the office, to mother, to keep house, and to do all this construction? Heavens! Just doing the office and mother stuff wears me out. Housekeeping is optional. Yard stuff is optional. Construction - I only wish I could.
Finally, we have internet again.
Minot, ND was our farthest point this trip.
Friday cont. ~ Also at the petroglyph park was an assortment of large playground toys, jumbo versions of the old favorites. Large swings, large monkey bars, large slides, and a jumbo merry-go-round that was so big it had a metal framework around it for extra support. Too bad for AJ that he was picking up the load, but the rest of us had tons of fun. It is way back off gravel roads, in the middle of nowhere, but people come from all over to go there. Earlier that day, some fellow Fruit and Nuttians had been there, and recent visits from New Zealand and all over the world.
BIL/SIL did not have working air conditioning, so it was extra hot. The kids didn't mind - we let them play in the sprinkler all afternoon while we sat around and talked. Meanwhile, the boys were having plenty of fun on their own, and JJ insisted on stopping for biscuits at his favorite place. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> By the time they came dragging their behinds in, I had already made the Cherry Crunch (!!!) for potluck. (I shouldn't be writing this while I'm hungry. Or the next part, either.)
AJ made supper for everyone, plus a super-yummy tater tot casserole, using Pepper Jack soup mix, instead of the usual cheese or nacho. Supper was breakfast burritos, loaded with veggie sausage pieces. JJ tried to pretend he didn't care that much for them, but he had personally eaten 4 of them by the end of the night. Oh, I am so hungry. There was honeydew, and I drank a bunch of soda, something I don't normally do, but the water was awful. I would try and slug it down really fast, before the taste started to sink in, but couldn't get much down. And for some reason, the more soda I drank, the thirstier I got. So the more soda I drank. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Let's see. We went back and played and talked some more - soooooooo relaxing - and finally had worship with all the kids and got them ready for bed. It was so cute, because recently my 5yo niece has been attending occasional church & VBS programs, and it showed. She said the sweetest little prayer, complete with motions, sang us a song, and listened intently as the Dervish told us a War & Peace style saga of Jonah. "Suddenly...." (When you're a Dervish, everything happens suddenly.)
Worthy of mention, is that when I made the Cherry Crunch, the new container of Blue Bonnet had a big scoop taken out of it. I thought AJ had just used it for his vegetables or something, but used most of the rest, and left the last little dribble for SIL, smiling kindly to myself and figuring that every little bit helps.
So we all went to bed, very grateful that it had cooled off. We Left Coasters are not used to so much humidity, especially when the temperature is around 100.
Sabbath ~ Morning came an hour early, though not quite as early as on Friday. The original plan was to drive the truck to church in Plentywood, park it down the street from the church, and keep on going from there. But my little niece and nephew wanted to go with us, so we borrowed JJ's pickup to take them all. It shouldn't have been surprising that the pickup didn't have air conditioning, either. Then, if the church had any, it wasn't working. Well, it is a darling little church, and we nearly doubled the attendance when we showed up. There were 12 when we got there, with the 7 of us. Their pianist was quite good, not what you would expect from such a small church. And for church, they played a video...fascinating stuff about how our brains work, and how habitual negative thinking affects us. Their pastor has to attend to 4 churches altogether, so they don't see him too much, though he sounded like he was very nice when Neaksis and I talked to him. Anyway, after church we went down to the nice COOL basement for potluck. They were having haystacks, which is what they had when AJ was there 2 weeks ago, so they kept embarrassedly explaining that they just NEVER have haystacks, and hadn't for about a year, but it was just so hot........ They were so sweet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> We tried to explain to them that we love haystacks, and they could have them as often as they wanted and we would still be happy. Another lady brought a huge bowl of freshly picked raspberried to have on ice cream, and you can believe we'd let her do that as often as she wanted, too! Reluctantly, we at last took our leave, loathe to leave the congenial company, and the near-arctic temperatures of the basement.
Surprising news greeted us back at the house. AJ's (older) step-brother, JJ2, wanted to take the whole family to dinner, though JJ suggested it might be best to have everyone over to his house and order pizza. Fortunately we were able to re-configure our itinerary and stay, or our name would have been Mudd. It was even hotter that day, and every bit as humid. My sole contribution was to sit still and let the fan blow on me. Around 7pm it finally reached the place where it was the same temperature outside as inside, but with a small breeze outside. The party moved out, and the mosquitoes rejoiced.
Then came one of the highlights of the trip. A cute little butterfly, most likely a Painted Lady, but Mom hasn't been able to confirm it yet for me, came and landed right next to my arm. Then it landed on my arm. Over and over and over again. Once in a while, for variety, it would flutter around the flowers on my dress, before landing on my arm again. But that wasn't the highlight. I have actual photographic evidence that the Dervish held still long enough to get the butterfly to land on him. Over and over and over again. At one point, he even walked around the yard with it for a while. I want to be known as the mother of the Butterfly Whisperer.
My little niece started to cry when it was time for us to leave. Well, so did the Princess. Except she got in trouble, because AJ thought she and one of her brothers had been fighting. Even getting that straightened out didn't make her stop crying, not till she fell asleep at least thirty seconds down the road.
It was so weird to go through the driving conditions we experienced for the next hour or two. Having such high humidity during the day, and then a dramatic cooling at night, led to a lot of condensation.......fog. It was especially bad in all the low-lying areas, of course, and the terrain in that part of MT is not-so-gently rolling hills, so there were lots of places for the fog to collect.
As far as I know, we went to sleep in Prairie, but I'm not entirely sure. Close to there, anyway.
Sunday ~ Today we saw a whole bunch of cool exits. There was the exit to Pompey's Pillar, which was nice in that we could actually see Pompey's Pillar. Sometime we will actually stop there and walk to the site, but we really wanted to make West Yellowstone before dark, so we didn't that time. I haven't been there for many years, but it is the place where the only remaining tangible evidence of the Lewis and Clark expedition is. On July 25, 1806, Clark carved his name into the sandstone. People have kept track of it ever since, and it has been protected since the 1860's. Then we went past the exit for the pictograph cave and the Little Bighorn Battlefield. Neither place have I ever been to, although I have at least gotten to go to Fort Sheridan before, many years ago, which is where Crazy Horse was killed.
AJ’s version of what we did today: Sleep and Eat and put oil in the trailer and start to Canada (noni) north bound to ogden ut on I 15 LOL :0))
We were hoping to see some exotic wildlife in W. Yellowstone (other than the Dervish), but there was only a road-killed elk, and not even inside the park. We stopped just west of town and micro waved our supper right there in the truck. It just figured that as soon as we were done, the younger 2 kids had to go to the bathroom. Without going into undue detail, let us just say that empty water bottles and cups were not sufficient for the job. And naturally it was a mile each way to the nearest bathroom. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The road across that part of ID was pretty nifty, mountainous and winding. Doubtless it would have been beautiful in the daytime, but it was still pretty fun. The kids started dropping off much earlier than usual. It was like they were tired or something.
Finally, we went to sleep around the ID/UT border.
Monday ~ As AJ alluded to yesterday, he had to put oil in the trailer. One of the wheel seals on the rear axle went out, and the hub oil kept leaking out. You don’t have to be a diesel mechanic to guess that that is not the best thing for optimal operations. We kept having to stop about every 100 miles and put some more in, to keep it from getting too low. We found a place to get it repaired in SLC, UT, after loading our 2nd batch of crates, but the wait time was already at 2 hours, and we weren’t even there yet. Finally we found a place in Mill City, NV, where there was nobody getting worked on at all.
The boys slept all the way across the salt flats, all the way across the desert. You’d think they were still tired.
There was still not much of a wait at Mill City, so within a few minutes we were pulled into a bay getting repaired. The kids sat like little zombies while I used the time to clean up the truck. (You would not believe how much of a mess 3 little kids can make in a small enclosed area.) I put them off as long as possible, hoping we would be done, but I finally had to take them in to go to the bathroom. When we got back, AJ offhandedly said they had messed up our axle, and were going to have to call in a specialist. The “Axle Doctor”, lol.
He is such a prankster, I didn’t believe him at first. But he showed me where the guy had torched and hammered his way through one of those fancy shmancy, and IMPORTANT truck parts, only to find that it had been welded on, would not come off, and he had just ruined that part of our axle.
Those poor people must get a whole lot of cranks through there, because everybody was afraid to talk to us at first. The office lady just cringed when she came and told AJ, and was amazed when he was nice about it. She started throwing goodies at us right off the bat, and when it became obvious we were going to have to spend the night, she also called for us to get a room at their motel.
So we went and took a nice long shower first, in our little room with a pile of Subway mints left for our enjoyment, then went for our free dinner in their restaurant. Even the room lady said she hadn’t wanted to be the one to talk to us, after she found out what happened to the trailer. I wouldn’t have thought we were that unusual, but apparently we are, at least by comparison to their other customers. Oh, and when the manager finally got there late, since he had to drive in from Reno when he heard about what happened, he tried to give AJ $50 for each of us to spend in the casino, but AJ declined. Still, it was very nice. Also just walking up to counters, letting them know, “we’re the AJ family”, and getting treated like celebrities. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Monday ~ The air conditioner wasn’t working that great, and must have gotten finished off during the night, so once again we were lying around boiling in our own juices, until they could get us into a different room. Breakfast was pretty cheap, since it was mostly paid for by the additional coupon they gave us for food. Sometime this afternoon the trailer is supposed to be done, since Dr. Axle fixed it right away, but now it has to sit forever and cool to room temperature before they finish it.
You will be glad to know that AJ was kind enough to bring in his shaving kit this morning. I had forgotten to bring it in EVERY SINGLE TIME this trip so far, and any longer would have found me needing to braid my underarms.
I did not let the kids eat the Subway mints in the second room. But maybe I should go see if they’ll comp us lunch, too. “Scuse me, I’m Mrs. AJ, and I was hoping you could send a few things to room 118…….” Tee hee!
26 ¼ hours and almost $500 later, we are on our way. That’s fine; I didn’t really expect to get the original repair for free, only where they fixed their mistake. There was a heavy thunderstorm for a bit, and now the sunset over the mountains is gorgeous! A double rainbow shone off to the east, but the Dervish missed it, because he is asleep. I got a nap this afternoon, and he didn’t. Oh, AJ got me a pack of Nerds before we left. Other women’s husbands buy them treats, and say touching things like, “roses for my rose,” or “sweets for the sweet”. Sigh. Well, I am a nerd, and have been much better off in the years since I accepted that. And I have a bunch of little nerdy children, too. (Mr. Computer is reading over my shoulder, so I made sure to put that part in.)
Just a few hours from home, and a chance to wash some clothes. I timed it out perfectly. Each of the kids has one outfit to spare, and I am on my last pair of bloomers. I was going to do some laundry while we were stopped, but their laundromat had Out of Order signs taped all over it. So poor me, I had to take it easy all day long.
After the laundry, a new adventure awaits……..
Neak, that's a great story. Sometime, when you are in NE Utah and you can't find anything exciting to do, go by Dinosaur National Monument. They have a partially excavated riverbed and you can see the dino fossils laying/lying exactly where they have been for millions of years. They even have a fossilized dino bone you can actually touch. Pretty cool.
Rella
did you ever get to hear my son sing? I'm sorry to not have asked you before but it slipped my mind I was so excited about him getting home and seeing him with hayley.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure my DD said she sent you a copy of him singing when I was sick. Just before he was deployed. I think she said she sent it to your email that shows on MB?????? The walk a thon one I think <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Rella - Still waiting for the story about how the car locked itself.
Aren't children fun AW?
Mostly?
SS
Love my kids SS. Joy of my life. BUT some days ... lol
Of course my mum still says that about me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Wonder why? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mikey keeps me on the go though. DD is wonderful. JJ will worry me to a early grave. Aussie is already doing that.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Your mum says you are the joy of her life?
or
Does she say "some days......"
I bet I know which one. <grin>
Praying that Aussie is safe, and comes home soon.
My W's younger brother comes home in about three weeks. He's been in Afghanistan for a year or so.
Come on Cinderella, how did the car lock itself?
Neak knows how to keep our interest up -
After the laundry, a new adventure awaits……..
Do you think they were kidnapped by aliens from outer space?
They had contact with Squatsch?
Found a suitcase full of money?
T&L called with news about her (T$L) running for Governor of CA?
The Dervish has ticks?
(Can you tell it's Friday? and HI CC!)
SS
Boy, am I glad HE'S on his way across the continental US. Hope his mother decontaminates him before he comes back. I used up my month's supply of squeamishness killing the rattlesnake in the front yard. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hello to everyone. Nothing to say. I'm so dull I even bore myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi everyone!
It's friday, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
It's been a horrible week, very very cold, work is complicated, and nothing is very pleasant!
In 10 days I have to travel to Ecuador for work, that's the only "good" news. I've never been there so I have no idea whether it's a "good" place to visit or not but at least I'll be staying in a 5 star hotel the 5 days I'll be there.
Other than that everything seems the same...
The girls are doing very well with their studies.
I know you are all busy...and doing well.
I wonder what Dr. H and Joyce are up to, they've been away for 2 months!
The car locked itself, I kid you not.
I left the windows down when I got out of it. Later, I put the key in the ignition and turned the electrical system on so I could raise the windows. After raising them, I turned the power off, removed them from the ignition. I was going for a walk with some friends - at church camp w/ no one around and I knew the cabin doors and windows wouldn't lock so I just left my keys tucked away in the car. I shut the door and went for the walk. When I came back to the car, I realized that the electronic locks had activated when I started the car or shut it off and the car had locked itself. I hate it when the car does that.
I hate cars like that. Grandpa's used to do that, and it was horrible.
Watch for the next adventure on its own thread, by request from AJ.
The Dervish has ticks??????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Quick, quick....switchboard.com.....fumigators.....Wyoming.....
I think we'll eat breakfast before I catch up the old trip journal, though.
I was at a group camp in a statepark MILES from a town of decent size. Had phone connection ONLY if I stood in a certain spot and didn't move. AAA wanted to know directions to where I was and how they could call me back. All I could say is 'This is the biggest tourist attraction in the area. Anyone from around here can get here without help. And, once in the park, they can follow the signs to the camp. I will be watching. It was NO FUN!!!!
I can't wait to hear about the ongoing adventures of Mr & Mrs Neak and the Neakettes.
I've got a movie recommendation.....w/ Antonio Banderas in it - if that matters to you. It doesn't to me but it's still a good movie...
"Take The Lead" - based on a true story about a man who teaches ballroom dancing to a group of troubled teens at a public high school in New York City.
The car locked itself, I kid you not.
I really hate some of this new technology. It looks like you got bitten by it too.
Can that "Feature" be disabled?
Sometimes the time it takes to fix those things can ruin the plans of, and change the course of a whole day.
I am paranoid about keeping my keys with me these days. I make my W keep a set with her whenever we travel too, just in case. Of course, that wouldn't work for you. (You don't have, and are not ever likely to have a wife.)
I even made extra door keys, and give my children a key when we travel so they can open the doors on their own if they need too.
A good friend told me he was watching his daughters little dog, and it put it's paws on the lock switch, and locked him out of his truck. He says he never leaves the keys in the truck now, even for a second.
CC said:
It's been a horrible week, very very cold, work is complicated, and nothing is very pleasant!
I can't believe some people think they can get away with these short descriptions.
Come on CC, you know we want to know all about it now. How can we support you, unless you tell us more? <grin>
I understand the cold part, but you need to tell us more about the rest. To say nothing is pleasant - You are normally a happy person. I know you have been under a lot fo stress for a long time. I suspect there have been some events that make life even worse?
Hi T&L -
Hello to everyone. Nothing to say. I'm so dull I even bore myself.
I know you are not dull. You may feel dull, but the truth is that you are a very interesting person. God will back me up on this one, so I am not afraid to type it, even if it may seem like a DJ. (Not intended to be one.) I am having fun with this, and I can't wait to hear your reply.
I do wonder why you feel dull. Taking care of problems tends to make us feel dull. Not having a vacation planned, and not being able to look forward to it can do that too. Plan your next trip - you can come visit us any time.
(Ok, I admit I am teasing you, but only half teasing.)
How is that younger daughter of yours doing? She is so quiet - at least here. Is she OK?
And the boys?
Are they OK?
I would ask about HYT but I'm sure he is fine. He's had a long time to practice.
Believer - you do a great job of helping, but your posts have been really quiet about your own life.
What a great Monday !! I didn't loose any limbs over the weekend, and I'm not in jail, or the hospital. We should have a party to celebrate !!
SS
PS, My son just called, and he's taking me to lunch. Aren't Mondays great?
Today was wonderful....except for the phone calls at work. Tonight, I had company. The phone kept ringing. D unplugged the corded phone in the kitchen. I took the battery out of the cordless one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Work really was okay...Not the most productive day but I was happier. I had 4 days off. I took two days off and then had the weekend. It was uber-wonderful!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Guess who my company was!!!
Guess!!!!
I'm not telling till you guess!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Uhhhh???
Ma, and Pa Kettle?
Andy of Mayberry?
Big Bird, and Cookie Monster?
The Neak family from the West coast?
Henry Ford?
Did I get it???
SS
The NEAK family....all 5 of them...I met Mr Computer, the Dervish, and the Princess - as well as their parents
It sounds like it was a good time for all of you.
It's always fun to meet good people, and I think both families got to do that.
SS
It's fun to have company, if they are the right kind of company. Sounds like they were.
(And I would have bet they were, right up front.)
Sweet dreams everyone. I'm off on another trip. Be back next week for a few days before going on the next one. (the next one is work, so don't get too excited for me.)
SS
SS,
Why aren't you sleeping?!
-AD
I haven't adjusted the time for the difference between my time, and the MB server time. IT's not as late for me as it might seem. Of course, this begs for me to ask you a question right back, but I won't. LOL.
Lets see........... what else do I need to pack?
Camera
Potatoes
Bread dough
book
more ice?
Jerkey
Apple.....
SS
Have a great trip SS.
Wasn't that bridge collapse just terrible? those poor people... bet it was due to risk management & saving some money .. sigh .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
my DD got good news today .... her man is coming home next week!!! she's walking around humming like a bee and so happy! God is good to us. I'll breathe a sigh of relief the moment he walks in the door. One less to worry about. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Rella that would have been so much fun to meet the neaks and they you. Now if I had an few odd $20,000 laying around I might just be able to pop over <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Let me tell you, I wish I had $20,000. I don't think I'd be coming to Oz yet....Would pay off every, every thing but the house and do some repairs on it. Sheesh....anyone want to guess what I spent on school things today.
Socks, undies, paper, binders, spiral notebooks, markers, pens, erasers, shoes, shirts, slacks, SHEESH!
One last quick note:
We have been pretty occupied during this little time home, since Friday I found out that the Dervish had been molested by another child outside the family, so yesterday Neaksis and I went and talked to the mom, who is a good friend of ours.
This is not an attempt to keep you hanging, there isn't too much more to tell. She took it as well as you could expect anyone to, and sadly this is all too familiar for us already, it has just been a little while since we had to deal with it. So we are fine, just taking care of things, much more worried about the other mother.
Love to all,
Neak Clampett
(Neak) Prayers for you and all yours.
I was very sad to hear of little Dervishes experience and I pray he is & will be ok through this Neak.
Please let us know how all is going.
AW
How is the Dervish doing? Has it made a difference?
We hope everyone is well.
SS
This one is for T&L.
I went to the Hospital the other day to visit a neighbor who broke his leg. As I entered the wing he was staying in, I noticed a nurse wearing a little red enamel pin in the shape of an apple. Further down the hall, there was another nurse wearing one, and as I got to my friends room, I noticed yet another. "What does that little pin represent?" I asked.
"Oh, it doesn't represent anything," she said. "It's to keep the doctor away."
It may be an old one, but it made me laugh.
SS
"Oh, it doesn't represent anything," she said. "It's to keep the doctor away."
It may be old, but I'd never heard of it. I WILL get me one of those little apple pins, though, if I can find one!
t&l
See everyone next week, after the trade shows. In the early years, it was fun to go, but now, I like being at home better.
Oh well.
SS
Today at least, the Dervish has been good. I have been sick in bed, so everybody has gotten as much TV as they want.
I spoke too soon. Neaksis came over, and had to take the Dervish head-on. He was even worse than the small, vicious wild beast he had turned into since Friday.
There had been some relapses from his wonderful behavior of earlier, and which coincide approximately with the time of his abuse, but I just didn't know that was what it was from. But since he told, he has been a small raving monster.
I am keeping faith that he will get better, hopefully soon. Certainly he is somewhat subdued after losing his hour-long battle with his auntie.
Really, we are not too bad, though. It is hard, and will continue to be so, but so many worse things have happened. This we at least know how to deal with, even if it is unpleasant.
Thank you for the prayers, and SS have fun at the trade shows.
Oh Neak, I am so sorry. Not only do we have to worry about adults, there are also other children who abuse. I'm so thankful that he told and you were receptive.
Neak, so sorry for the whole battle you are waging. It breaks my heart.
I must be the only hygienic woman here.
I could have sworn I posted??????? I know I wrote back to y'all, but don't remember exactly what I said. "Thank you" featured highly, anyway.
The Dervish has been mostly good today, with only a few brief violent outbreaks. Mr. C has been passable. I am still dragging my behind a bit, but got some stuff done, as opposed to yesterday, where I accomplished nada, but slept plenty.
AJ didn't leave out today with Mr. C like he was supposed to, since now the soonest his load will be ready is tomorrow. It is more of those military crates, and not all of them had made it to the central shipping place yet.
Right at this moment, the Dervish and AJ are watching the Planet's Funniest Animals, and laughing up a storm as they watch little kids getting attacked by birds and lobsters and stuff.
Oh, I forgot to mention, AJ is going somewhere in NY this time, possibly Syracuse. Great except for all the toll roads...
HI Neak (waving madly from the crowd in this house), are you 'trippin' again in that nice family travelling way?
Or are you home and cooling down a bit?
TL where have you been? Are you vege-tatin' and working your behind off?
Mum went through a WHOLE host of tests last 2 days in Hospital ... however everything is ok apart from having Irritable bowel syndrome apparently, caused by stress so the docs are saying ... they put things down and up and in and around and every way you can imagine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I mean its not as if we dont get enough of that in any event <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just try to advise your dad or H to go get a prostate check and you'd think you have asked them to cut off an arm or a leg for the fun of it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Is everyone doing ok? Time to get dressed for hooping class.
thought you were due a good hoopin Rella !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm still walking, and walking, and walking ....... sigh
between building thingymegigs of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
now for talk with dd & bed
night now <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm here, anyway. School for the Princess starts one week from today.
Princess quote for the day:
Mom, is it okay if I put all my school stuff in my backpack? Oh, thank you! I have decided I won't make my lunch...not quite yet.
I don't feel very hygienic tonight. It was 105 degrees today. This morning, I took the shuttle up the hill from my car to my office. At 11 am, I walked half a mile to my car.At noon, I walked half a mile, uphill, to my office. At 5 pm, I walked back to the car.
Make sure she doesn't pack her lip gloss.
well no school or Uni holidays until first week of October here .. drat! lol
Went to a breakfast meeting this morning at a certain international Hotel ... 100 plus people from Industry & Gov, lots of coffee, breakfast, cakes, blaming <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ... and way too much talking.
But I found out our state needs 1,000's more mine workers NOW, so many trades people they haven't counted, we (State Gov) need 500 new homes a week to handle immigration increase,..... and we have no way to do it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh .... and we are the 11th most expensive place in the WORLD for housing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
and I have to invent policies to resolve it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I have a SECRET plan ............ I will become a SAHM and do the NIMBY thing when they want to build public housing near me (Not In My Back Yard) like everyone else <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
YIKES!!!! I vote for being a SAHM. I'm ready. Now, I just need a fortune on which to live.
I think I'll shop the ice cream aisle for a day or two. Do we have any requests?
SS
I'm still planning to try to be a SAHM!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
however the bank manager had a turn for the worst after I mentioned it to him and my DD said does that mean we won't being eating meat again <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS I would like a double chocolate dipped in ... chocolate please!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I would like a double chocolate dipped in ... chocolate please!!
Ok, coming right up.
I have been partial to strawberry frozen yogurt lately. With chocolate bits in it. Mmmmmmm.
I have no hope at all of being a SAHD. Probably shouldn't even wish it, but I am sorta lazy at times.
I guess we can all dream.
AW, any more news?
Rella, what's the lastest at your house? Are you getting any rest?
Hi Neak !! You are well?
Hi CC !!
Is it close to spring yet?
T&L, did you get enough sleep today?
SS
T&L, did you get enough sleep today?
Don't be silly! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I would've gotten more but I dreamed that a dad got impatient with his wife's labor progress and came out to announce to me that he'd ruptured her bag of waters with his car keys, since nobody seemed to have time to do it the proper way. I went in to the room and put her on the monitor just in time to hear a very slow heart rate--briefly--and then I couldn't find anything else. The implication being, of course, that the head was too high when he popped the bag; the umbilical cord prolapsed when the fluid gushed out and the baby was dying or dead because of compression on the cord, now trapped between the mother's bones and the baby's head. Before I could confirm this with a vaginal exam and a scalp electrode, or call for emergency assistance and a crash C-section, I woke up with a bad headache and a very bad attitude. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Several hours early, too, and I've got no chance of going back to sleep either. Of all the things to have inherited from my mother, that wouldn't have been my pick, if I'd been given a pick to pick. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I'm suffering from terminal lack of ambition, but can't decide what not to do next! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, t&l, it's a good thing that was a dream. Sorry you didn't get more sleep.
SS, not getting much more sleep. School has started again. Due to our extremely high temperatures, there are some public schools so hot that some of the peeps are getting sick. And pity the school bus drivers who have no air conditioning in the buses but have to drive them for several hours - filled with shrill, hot children. Therefore, today and yesterday, public schools have had half days. D goes to a public school.
S is having school full days as he is in a private school.
Work stinks for the most part. However, I [color:"red"]'did good'[/color] today. We had a meeting to develop a proposed list of questions to ask other state agencies about the customer service they receive from our division. The goal was 5 usable questions. At the end of the meeting, we had 5 questions - mostly known as the first, second, etc. However, the question I suggested was known as 'J-E's question' and made the list automatically with almost discussion. The JERK boss really liked it. - - - So, later in the day, they emailed around a Word document of the proposed list. The grammar, etc., bothered me, so I took my computer tools to it and wrote in red all over it. The JERK boss liked my edits and submitted the list the way I edited it.
HA! I bet no one else did that. They now have a positive example of what I could do for them if they'd let me - which, of course, they won't.
Hi everyone! been having sme internet connection problems lately.
SS It's still freezing cold here, has been a record cold winter and it's still not over!
Spent a week in Ecuador for work, which was very nice. And wasn't so cold.
Now back to routine.
But routine is good, life is good, I have no complaints.
Glad to see that everyone is doing OK. What a horrible dream t&l!!!!!
I'm suffering from terminal lack of ambition, but can't decide what not to do next!
WOW ... now thats an attitude I think I should adopt!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You should be a pollie TL lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
well one of our pollies anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
No SS , no news <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
My net has been down, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
We are going to meet the teacher in a few, but are well.
AJ & Mr. C are in VA again. They went past Cinderella a few nights ago, very late, and called me to say they were going by just then. Oh, Rella, the Dervish has a game belonging to Prince Catlover. I will either mail it back, but you will have to send me your mailing address.
20 minute to fix lunch and take a shower, so must dash.
Check your e-mail in a few minutes....hmmmm, Prince Catlover hasn't mentioned missing a game. I guess he's not to bereft.
My net has been back down again - I finally called them today and they said it will be down again tomorrow, too, I am just fortunate to have it for a bit this evening. (Email now received.)
Today was the first day of school with the Duelling Divas, and they both survived! The teacher hardly looked the worse for wear, either.
The Dervish is still having some very very bad spots, but his good spots are getting better. Neaksis and I both noticed that he is beginning to respond to positive reinforcement, not all the time, but even some is progress.
Tomorrow night he gets to spend this night with his lucky, lucky grandmother and grandfather. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Tomorrow night he gets to spend this night with his lucky, lucky grandmother and grandfather. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
You are making me have a very, very
bad feeling about this upcoming venture. Do you want him back in once piece, or will segments suffice?
t&l
Now T&L
I don't have ANY bad feelings about it at all!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
In fact I'm perfectly ok with it all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Noble of me isn't it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
You're on the other side of the world, thousands of miles away. Of course you feel fine about it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I feel fine about it too.
Neak, tell him to make sure his grand parents get PLENTY OF EXERCISE. I'm sure he can take it from there.
I watched my grand son last night. He is only 15 moNths old though.
He responds well to ice cream. It calms him right down.
Well, that and his stuffed cow.
AW,
W's brother got home from Afghanistan yesterday. He lives 300 miles away, so we haven't talked to him yet, but he is home. His W seems happy.
I hope Aussie comes home safe. We pray for it.
SS
I think SS has the right advice Neak, I mean it's for T&L's own good, well both of them really ... the Health officials all say 'Use it or loose it" so by being active she is keeping healthy ... I'm sure that is what SS means <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> .... well pretty sure <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
If I wasn't so far away I would love to have the Dervish over, he could keep up with Aussie, fishing all the dark hours, mucking about in the rain, BBQ, sloshing in the river mud, stinky fish smell ... and all in one night! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Glad your BIL got home safe SS ... its hard not to be on tender hooks, well we only have to last out Aussies tour now. And the prayers are so appreciated. Thank you from all of us.
of course someone has to tell DD that Jonnie goes back mid October soon or later ... DONT THEY JONNIE!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW, what a great thought....stinky fish smell.....YUCK....makes dog breath seem delightful.
The last I heard from the kids, they were helping Grandpa make tamale pie for potluck.
Kids? What kids??????
And Australia is not so far. How much could it possibly cost to ship one small fishstinky boy?
Somehow, I intuit she is bearing up under her loss uncommonly well... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Such self sacrifice .... I feel Neak will just need to SUFFER for a WHOLE week!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Its good for her to practice giving up the , um , joys of parenting for a week. bad Neak, suffer you, suffer <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm SURE she will be by T&L to pick the kids up ....... eventually, I'm almost positive <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> How many states do they travel through again????
Neak just stick them on QANTAS and no problemo.... we'll have them indoctrinated and talking Aussie, G'day Mum, and Mum I'm dry as a dead .. yes well NOT that one ... and watching Aussie rules footy, Rugby, Cricket, Surfing, Swimming, fishing, eating meat pies, snagas on the BBQ, ... wonder what we'll do on day 2? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
The Australian Festival is sometime next month. I think next weekend is Labor Day, the next weekend is the Greek Festival, and the next weekend is the Australian Festival.
HOORAY! More Sydney Seasoning, more Violet Crumbles, more ginger beer, more Tim Tams, more Mint Slices, more Montes!
STOP STOP STOP .. Rella I'm on a diet .. OOOOOoooo TIMTAM's sluuuurrrrrp <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Well, join the club. I just joined Weight Watchers. Do I get a holiday from it for the Australian Festival. I'm very good at buying the cookies then hiding them and eating them slowly over a period of weeks.
I eat cookies whenever I want. I just never want to.
No, that is not totally true. I do want to on my weekends off from the diet.
We have been experimenting with weight loss. 20 lbs in 4 months, or about 1 lb a week (for me.) Not bad when you realize I gained 7lbs back just on the cruise, and that we celebrate holidays and birthdays as we always have. We get every other weekend off the diet too - I like that.
Ok, I'll bite - tell me what TIMTAM's and all the other things are. I know I could look it up, but you already know.
Hi CC, thanks for the update. Sometimes I wish it were cold here (not really, but kind of.) I keep wondering what you are doing in your spare time. Are you reading anything now?
Hi T&L !
I saw a little embroidered apple in the fabric store last week, and I thought of you. Shoujld I get one for you?
Hi Neak !
The kids are OK? Mostly OK?
It's probably toughest on mothers when bad things happen to children. I know dad's care, but we process differently.
There are many parts to a well rounded life.
Physical
Emotional
Spiritual.......
and so on.
How are you doing at being well rounded? Are you happy with things as they are?
Or perhaps I should ask if you are happy with the rate of progress? If you are like me, you may never (in this life) be happy with things as they are.
Hi Neaksis !
It's sometimes difficult to know what to say to you. We care though. (SS smiles, and nods.) It looks like it's been a tough year in many ways. May it improve. I'm glad you have a sense of humor....... but then, that is probably a family trademark.
Hi AJ !
Not sure if I could drive like you are doing. I suppose I could if I had to. We can do about anything if we have to.
Almost anything. We're praying for you. I hope you feel safe.
I vote AW has to post photos of the construction projects. Wouldn't it be fun to see how things look?
SS
hi there everyone!
I've been talking to Aussie for ages, great to hear him and know he 's well. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I keep rehearsing all through the day what I'm going to say to him and talk about and when I actually do I usually forget everything! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
usually all about home, the kids, what Mikey is doing, family. I don't ask if he's coming home, I guess he'll tell me if he is. don't want to go there.
SS photo's of my handy work? well ok end of the week when I FINALLY put in the french doors. hopefully <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
hope all are doing well, Neak I'm still praying for you all and when you can please let us know how things are.
hugs to all
AW
I eat cookies whenever I want. I just never want to.
No, that is not totally true. I do want to on my weekends off from the diet.
We have been experimenting with weight loss. 20 lbs in 4 months, or about 1 lb a week (for me.) Not bad when you realize I gained 7lbs back just on the cruise, and that we celebrate holidays and birthdays as we always have. We get every other weekend off the diet too - I like that.
Ok, I'll bite - tell me what TIMTAM's and all the other things are. I know I could look it up, but you already know.
SS
It's not as much fun if we tell you everything! Don't you know that?
Arnott's products - click here for TimTams Meanwhile, I feel HORRIBLE. Too bad I have to get really sick before they'll do anything for it. I have the misfortune of getting respiratory infections 2-3 times a year.
Hi SS
I replied earlier, but the computer ate my post. I was just thanking you for always (or at least close to always) remembering me in your posts. I keep up with the thread even if I don't have much to say. Or maybe too much to say...I don't know.
Neaksis
Hi SS
I replied earlier, but the computer ate my post.
Maybe you should send it off to live with those people who are taking care of J. It may need some training too.
I was just thanking you for always (or at least close to always) remembering me in your posts.
Just remember that people care about you. Well, I mean you know your mom and dad do. We pray for you, and the kids.
I keep up with the thread even if I don't have much to say. Or maybe too much to say...I don't know.
Life being what it is, some of us write, some of us don't. You don't have to write. We like you anyway.
We hope things are well at your house.
SS
SS - did you get your snack? I am fond of Montes and Mint Slices as well as TimTams.
Neak, hugs to you and all the other Neakatives. That would be the "Neak" relatives.
SS - you are a thoughtful man. Your wife better be good to you.
Neaksis, honestly I don't know how you do it, truly I don't. And with a smile too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I do hope all is going well with all & things are working out and getting better each day
But I do keep all your family in my prayers.
SS, Rella, I have 5 packs of Mint Slices they are so yum! They are also so bad for a diet!
Aussie has gone again. He told me he was off the other night going to where ever. But he did get to hear Mikey babble a bit and talked a lot with his princess & even Jonnie. He was fit, fresh, even eager to go, I could hear it in his voice. Soldiers don't live in the same world as we do I guess. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Liz is happy though not pleased Jonnie is going back end of October. Sometimes she watches him as if memorising every moment, gesture. Its sad to think so many are doing the same thing in the US and here. Its what I do I suppose. Strange how you accept it all though. It does make feel so grateful to God that I lived and enjoyed my M and family even through so much. Very lucky.
But on a happy home front note I put my doors in at long last!!!! work perfectly too. House is a shambles though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Those snacks look GREAT !!
No, I didn't have one. However, this is our weekend off, so I think I'll have a Lindt chocolate. (there is one here in my desk drawer.)
AW, I'm glad the doors work. It's no fun when you get them in and have problems.
Cinderella, You are very kind, and yes she is good to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
May everyone have a good weekend. Oh, wait, it's a long weekend for some. I suppose that means GOOD by default.
T&L, how it the "no overtime" thing working?
Neak, you are very quiet.
Is she gone on the road, or is the net down at her house?
See you all later.
Ss
You do seem like a thoughtful, considerate, intelligent man.
I am pretty kind and sometimes it backfires on me. I think I am treated somewhat disrespectfully at work because of it. That's a bummer. Work is a bummer.
I have Mr. Computer visiting. We cooked for the church potluck tomorrow--pine nut/wild rice roast and chocolate cake with marshmallows, walnuts, chocolate chips, and cream cheese icing. I'm pooped, and it's only 8:30. Fortunately, he is, too, so we're going to bed very shortly.
After he was done whipping the icing, he asked if it tasted like icing. I said, "Stick your finger in and get some." (Don't tell the people at the potluck!) He sampled it, and said, "Wow, it tastes like real icing." I told him, "Well, of course it tastes like real icing. It IS real icing." To which he replied, "No, I mean REAL icing, like at the store." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Neak is home. The internet may or may not be temperamental. I'm not sure its condition at the moment. She, on the other hand, got a B12 shot today ("I'm the Perforater, and I'll be ba-a-a-ack.") and is feeling oddly invigorated.
I read a story once about a nurse in a pediatrician's office. She had this alter-ego and the children would let her give them their vaccinations when she put on her "VACCINATOR" cape.
Personally, I have had issues the last year or two with my hair periodically falling out - not too badly but what woman with very fine hair wants it to fall out....? Anyway, today was the lucky day to go get my 'hair shot'. And I am supposed to take my 'hair and nails vitamins' daily.
Woohoo, a small moment to post, and the internet working, all at the same time!!!!!
Thank you all for you care, concern, and prayers, which are always needed. I did go for a quick little trip overnight this week, but mostly my net has been down at all the inopportune moments.
Things are coming along here...yesterday the Dervish had a really good day, and didn't flat-out get in trouble until once at bedtime. He was helpful, cheerful, and not too unkind to others. The day before, Mr. C and the Dervish both had total meltdowns at the same time, just as I was trying to walk out the door to the IRS to pay the heavy vehicle use tax. Boy was that interesting.
Neaksis appears to be holding her own like a trooper, and in a way things are improving on her end, but as they improve she finds out more that she wishes she didn't know. It may have spread farther than we at first realized, though we don't know for sure yet.
Also, the boy that molested our 3 is pointing fingers at Neaksis' eldest, that supposedly all this came from him. You can never be 100% sure, but I really don't think that is correct, for many reasons I can list later, but now the mother kind of feels this mental relaxation, 'ahh, I have traced this back to its source, and it is Neaksis' fault again...' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> That way she doesn't have to look too closely at her brother as a possible suspect either. (She said all 4 of them were molested, and her other brother is a confirmed pedophile, but not the one that lives with them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> )
Ok, running out of time here, and must condense. In addition to this other boy molesting our 3 boys, now they have just found out that the other boy also engaged in sexual activity with 2 additional boys at a sleepover. No matter whether they think they know it all now, this is only the tip of the iceberg, sadly. This boy had many many sleepovers, both at his house and at others. He was (and is) permitted to roam the neighborhood freely. Of course there are others.
Wooboy, not wanting to end on a downer, let me say a big THANK YOU to Mom for that lovely shot yesterday, I feel fabulous today, which is a good thing because now I'm down to only 35 minutes to get ready if I am going to leave on time. I am not too worried, since I know Grandpa will take MUCH MUCH longer than that.
Dervish Dictionary...
uh-SKYOOS-ez: n. An attempt to dodge responsibility for one's actions.
((((((((((((My MB Buddies)))))))))))))))))
Big hugs to all the clan [[[[[[[NEAK'S mob]]]]]]] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
All in my thoughts and prayers and wishing you all that things will go well for you all.
Fathers Day here tomorrow so Jonnie better not be celebrating !!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> lol
" very FUNNY Mother" hehehhehe I keep casting, they keep biting as my Aussie says <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
But I have dad 'I don't do Fathers Day' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> coming over for lunch .. Mum just tells him 'yes dear' 'of course dear' ... and gets him over anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> grumpy old man or what!! DD has bought him a walking stick <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> .. now that is going to be funny.
So even though I know its not Fathers Day many other places, to all the dads out there .. HAPPY FATHERS DAY .. (yes you too SS & AJ) Australia style!! lol
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
my patio doors are PERFECT!! Now the roller doors .... well .. I made the Wharfie next door blush, I said some VERY bad words <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
(((Hugs to all)))
I think a nap is in order.
Rella
I do hope you can contact the Diplomat soon. The telco's always seem to want your money RIGHT NOW, but always seem to be FAR too busy to fix services. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Have a good Sunday all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Maybe this month. Right now, that's up in the air. He may have to travel next week on company business or he may find out his job has been discontinued. He doesn't know so he is stressing out and I can't do anything to help.
Neak
I love AJ's questions ...
However I can see Aussies response right now .....
"OK what have you bought and how much is it going to cost me ?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Hee hee hee <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Well I think you are meeting a whole bunch of his needs by not bludgeoning him around the head and neck for those scads of holes in his place of sitting. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
saving my best for when he can't hang up on me 'accidently'!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And then taking off again in the middle of the night and telling me a load of BS (not a MB term <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />) about it... oh I have lots to discuss.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Just have to make sure he's home first though and holding Mikey so he can't do a runner. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L, Neak, and NeakSis, I need some help. Can one of you respond to my Yahoo invite to you?
LC--I threw another shrimp on the grill for you.
t&l
Shrimp on the barbie? What!!!! No shrimp on the barbie for me.....I love them. But, do you eat them, TNL?
A Shrimp?????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
no no no ... you should put a PRAWN on the Barbie T&L ... they are much bigger and fun to go netting in the river for with the family.... if you don't mind the 4M (16ft) sharks, water rats the size of cats, flathead fish with spines to walk on .... oh and don't get suckered into doing the deep end!! Yours truly had an 'experience' with a rat the last time I did that!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Everyone else thought it was funny <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
So do you eat shrimp??? I love some seafood, especially King George Whiting fillets cooked very slowly in home made butter & a dash of white wine .. yum .. now I'm drooling <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
But, do you eat them, TNL?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It was a
metaphorical shrimp. You couldn't get me to actually eat one without a loaded weapon being involved, and then it would probably have to be nuclear. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I was just trying to tell her about the message I left her. No literal crustaceans were involved in this segment. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> You guys can have my serving--no arm wrestling involved. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I thought she was talking about the Dervish.
Neak - got anymore books? I'm plumb out and on the prowl for a new read.
Did you read the one about Peter already? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hooray, my internet is finally back on, just in time for me to run to town. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Internet on.. but I'm OFF .. to bed
have a lovely day all
AW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
No....
Can you send me the link to purchase? Do you still have my addy?
Night night AW. Give Mikey a buss.
I thought she was talking about the Dervish.
OK, that was funny. Barbequed Dervish...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> But I'm not sure it's a good idea to give his mother any new ideas. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> And all the good stuff is illegal in California anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Shucks....I was hoping to get an invite. I like shrimp. But I don't like eating barbequed dervish.
Went to hooping class tonight. WHOO!!! Who'da thought that anything so much fun would be so sweaty?
BBQ Dervish? You might as well gnaw on bones that have been lightly brushed with hickory smoke sauce. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Kimmy, I'm sure I still have your addy, but it's buried about a year down, I think. Why don't you email me and put it back on top? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I notice I am on sale >: ( (It is also on Amazon, not on sale. Or you can get it from me. Whatever works best.)
Cissy, if you're reading, hi!!!!!!!!
Neak, you're on sale....? Do you mean AJ is trying to sell you? Is it an auction, absolute auction, handled by Christie's? What are the details? What will he and the rest of your family do without you? Someone has to pack the toothbrushes! Only a mother would remember them.
I'll take 2 Neak's, hold the ketchup, and add extra pickles.
Neak, you're on sale....?
Neak for SaleNeak for Cheap Neak and Neaksis--Get Two for the Price of One t&l <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> (I can't help it--I'm just so proud of them...)
You should be, mamacita.
I'm proud of them and I'm not even blood related.
I need the book about Peter.
My bil still has Malchus....grrrrr.....
I'm in a mood to read it again.
Snort, you are all so funny!
Neak being sold is not a bad thing, Neak being sold at a reduced price makes Neak's bottom lip drag. But with the pickles and ketchup you will never notice.
Neaksis has not been put on sale, humph.
I need the book about Peter.
I really enjoyed it. It was relaxing to read, and very interesting. It kept my attention, and I looked forward to reading again if I was interrupted for some reason. It also made me think about my motives and actions, and helped me interact with my W on a little higher plane.
I almost asked how everyone's weekend was, but realized it is Thursday. Is it just me, or is time going faster, and faster, and faster....
SS
The weekend was super.....a week ago. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
It's like Grandpa...if he would only get dressed every day of the week for church, he would at least be right once.
Hi Neak, and Rella.
Lets see, by now, Rella is probably off work and gone home. Neak has kids getting home from school shortly. It will get busy for both of you.
AW is probably sleeping. CC is home from work, and it it late evening. What does CC do on Friday night? Are you going out, or staying home?
Neak Sis..... well, I have no idea what her schedule is like, so I won't comment. I do hope the Sabbath is a delight, and that the kids notice it.
I think my lunch hour is over, I should get back to work.
My question for today -
Is T&L getting enough sleep now that she isn't working so much overtime, or did the hospital change it's mind already?
We have a date tonight, and my W is in charge. (We trade off being in charge.) I can hardly wait, it's always fun spending time with her. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ok, back to work.
SS
SS, I was looking at the time that you posted and thought, "SS is just now on his lunch hour?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> Then, it dawned on me to remember the time shown on your post is probably Eastern time and you are on Pacific time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> LOL!
I have the hardest time remembering the time zone thing. I'll see something AW posted and think, without thinking, "she must be have been up with her baby.." and then realize that when it's night for me, it's day for her.
Really screwed up on my thinking sometimes! Oh, well, at least I catch myself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
How are ya, SS? Hope you and your wife have a good time tonight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hi Lady C !!!
I'm on Mountain time.
Being in retail, I eat when I can, not when the clock says it's time. Some days it's early, some days it's late.
It's good to hear from you. We are doing really well. How about you? I know you have had your share of troubles, but I really hope life is really, really good these days.
SS
Oh, so you're only an hour behind me...I'm in Central time.
I know all about grabbing lunch when you can...
I'm glad y'all are doing so well.
Me? Well, trouble seems to follow me around. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
But, life goes on...it'll all be better one day.
I hope. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'm in Central, too. More later.
Rella,
I'm in the western-most state right below you...about 3-1/2 hrs. from where you are.
Not far, at all. I've been to Olive Branch but that's about it.
Neak, I need you to write a book about Job!
Neak's job? Job's book. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Gee, Rella! Another 25 miles and you'd have been where I am! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Well, if Neak would sit herself down and write instead of tearing off around the country (and probably breaking sinks in strange places <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> ), she could probably write a book about every character in the Bible! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
It was years ago. I went just so I could add that to my list of states I had visited. Mailed something at the post office. When it got to my house, it was postmarked from that big city to the north. BTW, I know it is Southaven - not in 2 words.
(and probably breaking sinks in strange places <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> )
You know, Lady Clueless, until this very instant I'd never considered the havoc she might have wreaked in rest areas and truck stops across the nation! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to have to travel incognito now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. How are things going?
Neak could probably right a travel guide about the interesting people she meets in these travels.
Not to mention the best places in which to break sinks.
Ah, yes..."Guide to the Best Rest Area Sinks" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
T&L,
Things are just going. DD is taking DGS#3 to counselling as soon as she can get an appointment. We figure that things will go on from there, once DGS#3 talks to the counselor. Ex-DiL is supposed to be coming next week, so hope she can influence things in a positve direction.
Everything else still sucks. Still missing out on the new baby and it's killing me. However, I will not go see him until I am INVITED to see him, with ALL privileges normally extended to grandmas. I will still send him stuff, though.
She might keep him away from me, but she can't keep me from loving him! She's not going to get rid of the stuff, either, cuz she likes "stuff", and the things I make are beautifully done, if I do say so myself.
Now that would be an INTERESTING read <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> .... Neak could do a companion book ... Plumbing hints for the pass'ed (Aussie slang for getting passioned/ kissed .. & etc <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ... just pronounce pass'ed as in passion lol)
Why am I up at 2.50am ? Cause mums get NO rest with 2 yr olds with imaginations <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> MUMMY!!!!!! 'AN MUM, SAW 'AN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
of course I knew it was ok because the dog sleeps at the foot of his bed and he goes Dingo when anyone steps on the property, night time, day time, his hair bristles and the snarling starts .. he just looked up at me with a long suffering look as if to say ' its YOUR kid woman!'
I think someone was not alseep when DD was watching Buffy repeats <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Going to give up trying to put him back in his own bed, he can sleep next to me or I won't get any sleep at all.
At least the dog is getting a good sleep ... I think DD & Jonnie are planning to break restrooms <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
AW - Where did you get the 2 year old?
Baby Mikey is no baby anymore.
Hi B hi Rella!
Mikey will always be my baby !!! of course just like the other kids <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Yes 7 July 2005 ... who would have thought ??? 2 years already!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh, I still think of him as almost a newborn. You mean he can walk?
Believer, I imagine Mikey is probably close to outrunning AW by now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Maybe Mel needs to come over here and give AW some lessons in how to use a lasso. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I am going to pretend I didn't hear ANY of that!!! (Except the part about Job - great idea! And Neak's job, tee hee.)
Finally got AJ and BIL fired off this evening. I thought they weren't leaving till Monday morning, but they are squeezing another load in first. AJ got around to telling me this at oh, 10 pm. So I was a nice wifey and cleaned the truck up for him. *pats self on back*
Tomorrow for our Sunday afternoon matinee, we are watching Sound of Music. I don't think the kids have seen it since before they were of an age to care. I finally had to delete Mr. Limpett to preserve the Dervish's remaining brain cells, and they all have been trying to watch Sergeant York till the video falls to pieces. The old movies have really made a hit.
It's after midnight for me, so I shall bid you all adieu.
Guess I'm not going to get pass'd tonight, lol. It's so much fun learning new words... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
They just like Sergeant York because it has shooting in it that they're allowed to watch.
Though of course the girls like it because it has their favorite song in the whole world in it.
There's a song in Sargent York? What is it? Horst Wessel?
t&l
Ok then Neaksis, as no one else has had the courage to ask I will ...
what is the most fav song the girls like in Sgt York?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And is it the original Gary Cooper one or a remake?? Got the B&W one in our collection here! as well as John Wayne, Fred & Ginger in stacks of movies, Errol Flynn, Cary Grant have lots of those, .... & Bogie ...lots of oldies, we have a girls night and watch a few every now & then.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Had Mum & dad over for dinner tonight.
We were watching the news and they dropped in a feed from Afghanistan.
Australian troops were engaging ( sounds so harmless doesn't it?) with Taliban forces in street fighting in a village.
Shouting, guns, men swearing and 'directing fire' they called it , you could hear someone screaming, a complete and utter impression of confusion.
Yet it wasn't. You could hear the officers or NCO's directing the men, go left, go right, and go go go and warn about building this or that. It was the weirdest feeling to see it. Mum said it was like being back in the 60's & 70"s when they had the nightly news showing combat in Vietnam.
I didn't want to watch it, but I couldn't not watch it. I think it must be what he11 is like.
I'm not sure its healthy that we watch it very often either.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
You're probably right, but how do you stop?
Sergeant York has a song?
Hello!?
"Esther went before the ki-i-i-n-ng, Esther went before the ki-i-i-n-ng, Esther went before the ki-i-i-n-ng, and she knew that she might die.
Gimme that old time religion, gimme that old time religion, gimme that old time religion, it's good enough for me."
Well, I guess that is better than the Nazi German drinking song. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh. That song. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Now that you brought it up, you have to put all the other verses, too.
Who can keep track, the way those two girls make them up?
t&l
My mother used to know Sergeant York's son, George. They were work associates.
I love the Sound Of Music. It's one of my favorite videos.
My daughter loves, and my son likes, Mr. Limpet.
My daughter's favorite Bible story is Esther.
I get a scream out of the fact 'The Baby Elephant Walk' song is from a John Wayne movie, "Hitari". I have never seen it and they don't have it at Blockbuster or my local library.
AW, I am going to redouble my prayer for the soldiers.
"It was(were) good 'nuff fer Aunt Bessie,
It was(were) good 'nuff fer Aunt Bessie,
It was(were) good 'nuff fer Aunt Bessie,
And it's good enough fer me!"
was and were are interchangeable, depending on how much of a hillbilly/country person you are.
There's more, but I'll have to think on 'em a bit.
Well, here is Jim Reeves' version. It doesn't have the Aunt Bessie verse in it, nor does it have the other ones I know are supposed to be in it, even if I can't remember them right off the bat.
"Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me.
It was good for the Hebrew children
It was good for the Hebrew children
It was good for the Hebrew children
It's good enough for me.
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me.
It was good for dad and mother
It was good for dad and mother
It was good for dad and mother
And it's good enough for me.
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me.
It will do when I am dyin'
It will do when I am dyin'
It will do when I am dyin'
It's good enough for me.
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me... "
>Had Mum & dad over for dinner tonight.
How in the world do you prepare that???
I love you AW.
Turn off the TV, please.
Kimmy--an autographed book is en route to you. Let me know when it arrives. Should be sometime this wk. Enjoy (not optional!)
t&l
Oh T&L...THANK YOU SO MUCH!
I know I will enjoy. I loved Malchus - I practically ate it whole!
>Had Mum & dad over for dinner tonight.
How in the world do you prepare that???
Over easy, would be MY guess! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm reading, and laughing right along.
SS
Had Mum & dad over for dinner tonight.
How in the world do you prepare that???
However mum decides!! You may have noticed she has some rather strong opinions on how things are done in our family.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Yes its ok for you to all laugh, you don't live a few doors down do you! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
It will be nice to have Aussie home one of these days so she can continue to focus on reforming him for a while.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
shes starting to cast her eye my way a little too often these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
>Yes its ok for you to all laugh, you don't live a few doors down do you!
No, but I would if I could.
We could form a commune.
I often get tired of this world, and wish for a better one.
Tell us your thoughts.
SS
well I would settle for one without wars in it SS <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I can't remember this word for word but heard this today and I think its beautiful...
If you hear the Angels calling you my love
Telling you they can take away the pain
Don't listen to what they say
You don't know how much I need you
How much I need you here with me today
If you can hear the Angels call
Dont answer them right away
its such a long day today, I had a notification call a little while ago so I am praying very hard we wives have nothing to worry about. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
As for the commune .. YEAH lets go for it!! Kimmy & Rella you grow the veges!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As long as you keep Aussie from hanging roo tails on the wash line.
I'm sure he'd hang them OVER the washing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
or on a line hung along the porch ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
even the thought of that smell ..Blahhhhhhhhhhh <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I know he can hang them at mums house!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW, if you want me growing the veggies, you better be prepared to starve to death. I have a uniquely brown thumb. I can't grow anything but poison ivy and wild violets. That's it. Can't even grow bushes that are transplanted.
BTW, my daughter is bummed out. She did not pass the written test to get her learner's permit so there is no happy almost-driving teenager here.
Now you can breathe a sigh of relief, for a little while. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
How long before she can take the test again?
Neak, can't you just see her saying "I'll just run out to the garden and get come carrots." Then she quickly drives to the store and picks up two lbs.
That's how I'd do it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS
Next Tuesday.
I've told her I hadn't made a big deal out of it because I hadn't seen her studying. She moped a bit. Took us to a beauty school for cheap pedicures but there were no students there at the time. We left. She's ok now. Don't know if she told her dad.
If it were be responsible for the carrots, I would be 'high tailing' it to the store or the farmer's market for them.....I don't think I could grow them even if I had plants to set out.
I planted carrots called "Thumbelinas" this summer. They were the shape of thumbs and grew in planters.
My 'mater bush is a 'mater TREE right now. Still producing 1-2 'maters a day. They are SO good!
Guess who's coming home this Friday for a few weeks???
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Have to get my hair done, get the grinder to ebrase the grease out of my hands, hide the power bills from the new spa, the new concertina french doors .. well the less said about THAT bill the better ... how the heck do I hide the new patio and spa room ???????????? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
I know .... Transient global amnesia caused by severe emotional trauma ... when I looked at the bills <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think I'm gonna get home improvement grounded <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aussie's a-comin.......hide the evidence!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(What can we try and break this time? I still heavily favor kneecaps.)
What about a collar bone/clavicle? Then he couldn't hold a weapon.
You'd hafta break them both. I'm sure he is equally proficient with both hands by now.
We are doing well. We survived yesterday, and only one person has been clobbered so far today. Of course, it's only 0745, so there's still time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis is almost finished with her set of 10 children's stories, tracing the geneology from Adam down to Moses, to give a sense of how all the families and stories fit together. Very cute stories! Except she keeps wanting these detailed reviews from me, and is not satisfied with, "Yup, I like 'em."
Well, this week has been a disaster at work. I took a day off for dr appts and that lead to the need for 8 PT appts and an MRI and a couple of follow up appts w/ the dr. Sheesh!
ok....could we just herniate a couple of disks in his neck or something?
8 appts AND an mri? How does any one person get so lucky???
Today's Dervishism:
"You scared the day livinglights out of me!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OMGosh! That's too perfect!
T&L!
It was in this morning's mail. You can't know how perfect the timing is. Bad d/o with VD last night and she is up to her antics again. I am extremely disspirited at the moment and feel like I am only treading water, but not gaining on land.
I keep asking, "will it stop, will she stop, will I have the stamina to survive this?"
I had brought Stephen King's Talisman in this morning to read. Now I have something infinitly more interesting (specially since I've read Talisman about a bajillion times). Prolly a heck of a lot more thought provoking than mental candy floss, too (which is where I rate S.K.'s works).
Ug.
Neak,
I love you too. I will hang on. I will try harder to be good. I'm just tired, right?
Again, thank you both.
- Kimmy
You've been under attack, Kimmy, dear. And it's not a matter of trying to be good. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> You hold tight to God, determined to get to know Him even better, and as you do, His goodness just spills over.
Snort, I just typed "Anne of Green Bagles". Now I don't know about you, but personally I do not like Green Bagles.
I do not like them Sam I am.
I keep asking, "will it stop, will she stop, will I have the stamina to survive this?" ............. I will try harder to be good. I'm just tired, right?
Usually these feelings are the precursor to some kind of turning point. The devil leans on us hard when we are under stress. If we make it through the worst of it, it always gets better, and it always strengthens us for the next time.
Remember that all of us go through this same process, and we understand. (This means you too Cinderella, we understand.)
It's not the same problems we face, but it's the same feelings we overcome.
One of the things I liked best about "Peter" is that it discusses these feelings, and their source. Once you recognize them for what they are, it's easier to deal with them. I think Neak did a good job on many things with that book, but that is one I really liked.
If Aussie is coming home FRIDAY then he may very well be home. I hope we don't see AW on here much the next two weeks.
Neaksis is almost finished with her set of 10 children's stories, tracing the geneology from Adam down to Moses, to give a sense of how all the families and stories fit together. Very cute stories! Except she keeps wanting these detailed reviews from me, and is not satisfied with, "Yup, I like 'em."
I wondered what she was working on. I mean, for a while, it was the house, the roof and so on, but then I didn't hear about any projects. I can't imagine her not having a project.
There are probably more things she keeps busy with, but I wondered.
Hi CC !!
Still thinking about you, and wondering, and hoping.
The girls are well?
( I assume you are well, unless you tell us you are not.)
Hi T&L !
It was just about a year ago you were here visiting. We enjoyed your company. I still worry about your health, but all I can do is pray for you. I hope H is well.
Neak, if you scared the night livinglights out of him at the same time as the day livinglights, would he expire?
You haven't said much lately about how the boys are doing. Are they OK? (Do you think?)
I spent much of last night in the hospital with the parents of a little girl born last week. She is only about 1 lb and 6 oz, and she struggles. The parents struggle. It got me started thinking about the things I said in the opening of this thread. We all have our own cross to bear. Sometimes more than one. It's hard to trust that "All things will work together for our good" when we are in the middle of them. If we turn our faces to God though, and trust in him, he makes it turn out that way. He never makes mistakes, though sometimes we don't understand his methods, or his timing.
Kimmy, I know you'll get help. Just continue to do your best and hang on. We pray for you too.
Cinderella, it must be especially difficult to do it alone. I have a partner to help me, but you don't at this point in time. He is aware of your dreams too, and he wants your happiness as much as for any of the rest of us. I'm glad you keep on going, you are a good example to me. (Actually, everyone here is a good example to me, and I am thankful.)
IN closing -
Green Bagles?
I could go for that -
Pistachio?
Green Chili?
Spinach?
Now I'm hungry again.
Happy weekend everyone !!
SS
Actually, my project right now is to go online and blissfully brouse the online tours of local bed and breakfasts. My children--sniff--have been saving for months to send me on a mini-vacation. Working and earning every penny of it, and all for me. Sniff, sniff.
I can hardly wait to leave 'em.
My children--sniff--have been saving for months to send me on a mini-vacation...I can hardly wait to leave 'em.
LOL!!!
IN closing -
Green Bagles?
I could go for that -
Pistachio?
Green Chili?
Spinach?
The donut shop where my daughter works has spinach parmesan bagles sometimes. I like those things. I bet green chilis in a bagel would be good. I know sun-dried tomato bagles are good.
She makes it sound like they've given her money out of the goodness of their little hearts. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> One of the many unattractive traits of attachment disorder children is their compulsion to steal anything that isn't nailed down, and some things that are. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> For every theft, they are required to work to earn money to pay back double what they stole. If she'd just wait a little while longer, she could go to Hawaii, but a bed and breakfast in the hand is apparently worth Waikiki in the bush. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Oh, a vacation for Neaksis, and Aussie coming home. Life is good.
Hi, Believer--I think I still have your address. You want Neak's new book? It's a sequel, of sorts, to the one you've already read. As far as Neaksis' vacation goes--let's just say that babysitting while she gallivants was NOT why I thought I was going off on disability!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
A vacation....I would love a vacation. I had a whole vacation in 2002. I've had two nights/3 days away w/ the children a couple of times since then. And about 3 or 4 nights away w/ out them once or twice a year since then....
But a whole vacation, either w/ or without them, I don't think so....can't remember one.
I need a vacation - and a massage every week or less.
Every week......
Now, ir I can just last till 6:30 Sunday evening, I can get one.
Massage - not vacation.
And the massage therapist knows what hurts. She likes doing rehab work.
Please, pass the good wine or the pain pills.
You know the old saying, if you can't say something nice... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The Dervish has been particularly bad the last few days, and Mr. C has been quite violent. He throttled both of his siblings in quick succession today. We have a lot to work through. They are both repentant and good right now.
The Princess was very offended to have gotten in mild trouble (nutritious but bland supper) for being so busy 'telling the neighbor girls about Jesus' that she would not come when I called, when I honked, when I honked again, and finally I had to sweep and mop the kitchen myself to get it done before Sabbath.
Yes, I could have chased her all the way out back, but was wanting to use my energy productively. We had a long talk about "to everything there is a season", and that her duties around the home were just as much part of her responsibility to God as telling others about Him. Of course I praised her for her outreach, but she didn't like it when I pointed out that if her chores had been done much earlier, the way I had asked, she would have had all the time she wanted to talk to the girls, without getting in any trouble at all. And that it was not right for her to disobey, not even coming to see what I wanted, just because she was doing something nice. Divas....... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Yee hah, the Dervish's timer just wound down, and it's about time! I have been holding him on my lap to keep him stationary, but he was awfully wired, still. Funny how he just skidded to a halt. I think he was the last one to go, too. Double yee hah!!!!!!!!!!
PS Tomorrow is Neaksis' 30th birthday.
PS Tomorrow is Neaksis' 30th birthday.
Boy, is she gonna get you for that! I'd fix all my own plates of food for the next few days, if I were you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That is sooooooooooooo mean!
[color:"red"] HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY to NEAKSIS !!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> [/color]
I don't think she looks 30 .... I'd say 21 at a pinch <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hope all are ok, I am! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Didn't get any sleep until 5 am last night, morning? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is home and watching the Rugby World Cup ... I think its Outer Mongolia and some other country I can't remember lol he's waiting for the Australian game against the Welsh
Mikey is a little bit puzzled but excited. Spent all day with him. He's sound asleep snuggled up in Aussies arms right now.
Had some drama though on Thursday night. Got home to find the dog had eaten snail pellets. .... pet proof snail pellets of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> ..... $700 later we went & picked him up from the doggy hospital today. He was jumpimg all over the place to see Aussie. Of course I got the usual male thing .. I can solve the problem for 40 cents (22 bullet) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
A few more holes in his leg all healed but looks like a indentations. Like someone has pressed their thumb into a sponge. The doctors said they will fix the hollows up so he says, one day, when he isn't being deployed ??????
Mum has rang about 100 times. Visited 3 times. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
DD hugged him until he was uncomfortable ... he still doesn't like being touched much after coming home for a while. But shes a smart cookie and had the same thing with future SIL .. she just smoothly changes subject and moves away a bit. She's told me what its called but I can't remember <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> anyway its an adjustment issue thingy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Jonnie looked him up & down and said "mate you look like SH*T" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Then they drank beer, more beer, some irish whiskey and beer
Now I'm going to go do the dishes ... what fun <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis is only 30???????????? Still just a babe beginning her life.
Happy Birthday Neaksis. Know that you are a very special woman and I truly admire all you are doing.
Neaksis is "only" 29, and like any fine whine, refuses to age before her time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Happy Birthday, Neaksis! Today is also my son's birthday! He's 36!
Happy Homecoming!
Happy Birthdays!
Happy Sabbath!
Happy Saturday!
Happy Something-For-Everyone!
I have happy feet. Got a pedicure. We went to the Australian Festival today only it wasn't there. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Seems it has moved from here to Fort Lauderdale so it can have a larger market. Yeah, well, over half the US population is within a 1 day drive of here - that is not true of Ft Lauderdale. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I hope they know what they are doing. But that is their problem. Not mine.
*snicker* I knew she would reply to that one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm making a super quick trip down south, to right by my grandma's house, but shhhhhhh don't tell her, ok? Maybe another time we can stay longer. We're just dropping off the bike racing trailer.
www.24hoursofadrenaline.ca They are all nutso to do something like that, you can bet most if not all are men, lol.
Tell Aussie hi, and make sure he is a good boy. Just try, that's all anyone can ask. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Be back tomorrow.........
I went to get my massage tonight. Friday evening, I hurt so badly I could have cried. The massage therapist is a former instructor. She works for my chiropractor. Doesn't do salon massages....actually works on your ailments. She worked on me for about 1.75 hours. She thinks it hurts my right thigh for me to sit because every attachment for my right quads seems to be inflamed.
That is sooooooooooooo mean!
No it wasn't dear one.
30 is a LOVELY age.
It was so good, I can't wait till 40!
HBD, Sis!
No, it isn't. Not when you're "only" 29. Then, 30 is oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooold.
Next year, 30 will be a lovely age! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Did you know that, inside every 50-year old, there is a 25-year old screaming, [color:"red"]"WHAT HAPPENED??????"[/color]
We're back. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Twas a most unusual adventure, in every aspect except that there was an adventure. Adventures in general come standard.
AJ was late to his delivery, something that almost never happens, I got up to help him change the 2 fuel filters at 3:30 am, and our directions on how to get to the site were horribly horribly wrong. We were supposed to be home by mid to late afternoon, but after driving almost nonstop, finally made it by 10pm.
What a beautiful trip it was! I have never been there before.
10PM, huh? And yet they still didn't manage to re-acquire Mr. C on the way home. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I should wake you up early, just out of spite. And I would've, too, if we'd gotten up early enough to do it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I'm sure Mr C was sound asleep and just being an angel, it would have been so distruptive to come on over and pick him up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Almost positive <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I could let you have Mikey but it would mean prying him off his dad. Follows him everywhere .. and I mean everywhere.
Doesn't want to let dada out of his sight.
Can you believe Aussie has had mum coming over to change Mikeys nappy shorts during the day ??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I can believe it.
We're ALL happy he's home.
Tell him to please check in.
Neak - your book is yummy. Yum. Yum. Yum.
And my gf here at work have been singing, "Thongs belong on feet. FEET FEET FEET."
We think it should be on a tee shirt.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I ought to design my own line of apparel, lol. So glad you like the book!
10pm was very late after what we had been through. AJ had gotten one hour of sleep during the night from 0530 to 0630, then even after our ordeal, did not get to sleep again till about 2pm, slept a few hours, then drove us the rest of the way home.
For my part, after a brief nap upon leaving, I slept from 11:30pm to 3am, then was up from then until 8pm that night, at which time I got a 2 hr nap the rest of the way home. (Without the aid of artificial stimulants.)
So to you it may have seemed like only 10pm, but to us it was almost 40 hours up, with only a few small naps thrown in there.
I don't even want to know why I just saw the Dervish running through the house with a plunger held aloft. He did say his daddy needed it, but outside???????? Lalalalalalala, I don't want to know anything.
Maybe Mikey will break his daddy's kneecaps. We can always hope. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Tonight I had to go buy a 36" tall baby gate to keep the poochkin out of the living room. It may keep the cats out, too. We'll have to wait and see.
Spent the day edge-ume-kate-ing meself ..... Part of the supporting the force families course.
Interesting ... yes ... I think I'm becoming a cynic. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Subject - counselling for medical discharges <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Fact 1 ... of the last 1000 SF serving in Afghanistan more than 225 have been injured or mentally scarred so badly by by their experiences that they were granted medical discharges. ahun.. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
Fact 2 ... 48 discharges due to mental health issues due to the actions they were required to carry out. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Fact 3 ... another 40 due to witnessing such actions (don't ask me they are secret or something) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Fact 4 .... numberous other discharges due to loss of limbs (you know for the life of me I can't remember ANY media releases about such injuries, guess those are secret too) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Fact 5 .... remaining discharges due to various respiratory system failures ???????? keh???????? (must of missed those media releases too) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
BUT the good news is that the suicide rate of returning soldiers has declined from an average of 10 a year to 3 .... they changed the database so it only counts active duty soldiers otherwise the figure is rolled up into the ADF figures overall. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
but don't worry, if I lodge 3 forms and argue convincingly I can get a vet an extra $15 per fn due to 'extreme disabilities' & a 5% increase in their compensation payments for non economic losses relating to pain,suffering or loss of function ( oh the limb thing I guess) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I should know sarcasm doesn't work on Army types... I asked if that meant they had to have a 5% loss of function ????
"Well, hummmf well, no has ever asked THAT" (code for you are a pain lady <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />)
Really? I responded bright eyed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I know I know, I'm just one of the little girlies and I should not be worrying my little head about such things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I sort of wondered if they were going to come around and pat us on the head as we filed out <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
But the rest of the course was somewhat interesting talking about setting up peer groups for the vets and doing various psychometric testing & stuff to help measure their current stage of personality, attitudes and beliefs. I'm not convinced the using the Briggs Myers Type Indicator is a great idea by itself though. One of a number of indicators perhaps, I'm more of the Psychopathology school.
oh well back to my own mad house.... Aussie and Mikey drank milkshakes in MY spa and split it!!! AND did not clean it up! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />wow<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Kimmy, can you say "sing the thong song" ten times fast?
AW--I think that by using the spa, messing it up, and then not cleaning up afterwards, he has forfeited any right whatsoever to make comments about whether or not it should exist at all. Doesn't that seem reasonable to you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'd tell you to give Aussie a hug for us, but what with the no-touching thing, and all the discussion of breaking kneecaps, I'm not sure it would go over well. So we'll hug you instead!
t&l
I LOVE HUGS SO GO AHEAD. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Yes a rather sobering session but you face the hard stuff I guess. well its that or it might hit you in the face.
Jonnie is a bit down in the dumps, 3 of his commando team were shot up a day or so ago. No fatalities thank God.
DD is comforting him for "NOT being able to be there".... a strange place we are in thats for sure. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Aussie is ... well ... quiet, withdrawn, is only starting to relax a bit today. He never walks through the front door without scanning the street or the roof tops or looks up at the hills. caged wild animal sort of looking.
He's really not keen on noise though, TV, radio, all goes off if not actively being used ....... not drinking too much, not brooding, just being ... so I just let him continue being <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
He still kind of jumps when you touch him unawares which is better than being thrown into a wall but a bit unnerving all the same.
As for the spa and room .... eyebrows raised and " I guess ya gonna tell me how much that cost me one day then Huh?
mutter mutter money tree
bags of it burried in the back yard
yada yada " <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
'Moi????' I'll write to him if he has to go back and tell him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Meanwhile ... I noticed he used it asap though! ... and look how much value it added to the house ... half a mill now .......... I wonder how I will break it to him about the new floor I'm going to put in.......??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
You did say you had a spare bed didn't you T&L?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Oh Yes, your reasoning is PERFECT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Where on earth did you learn to do all this stuff anyway? I unscrewed my license plate holder today and put on my own registration sticker, and thought I'd done enough manly junk for one day. You amaze me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I put up the baby, make that DOGGY, gate last night.
I assembled the children's deskss and the computer desk when I took them out of the carton.
I can paint interiors though I HATE the prep and the clean up.
It's going to rain, la la la la la.......
AJ is going to FL after Salt Lake City.
I am out of Qtips!!!!
That is how things are so far today.
And THONGS BELONG ON FEET!
FEET!
FEET!
FEET!
AJ is going to FL after Salt Lake City.
We will all miss him dreadfully, of course, but I'm thrilled to hear he's leaving (and when will that be, by the way?), now that my disability leave has officially started and we are depending on his income to fill in the cracks. Crevasses, actually. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> This would be more fun if it didn't make me so blasted nervous! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
He left yesterday, and is already unloaded in SLC. He was supposed to be with his brother, who (with AJ's help) came out to drive team. The terms kept changing, shrinking mostly, and finally BIL said he was going home at the end of the month. That changed very suddenly to at the end of the week, which changed very suddenly to maybe even sooner, but he would let AJ know. Instead, he took off in the middle of the night Tuesday without a word, leaving AJ all alone. Poor AJ is rather disheartened, since this was almost the only family member he felt he could count on.
But I digress.
The boys have been doing decentish today, with only one attack so far. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Also, the Dervish is all done with his schoolwork, yay for him! (Yay for me!!!) Now he is just digging quietly in the lizard paddock....why didn't I think of this sooner?
How big are your lizards, that you have a whole paddock for them?
You have a lizard paddock?????????????????????? It must be right next to the mouse corral...
t&l
Oh.
I know.
It's where the M&M eating dinosaur lives, right?
Well, the lizard is smaller than it was. "Mommy why did this just come off, and why is it still wiggling?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And so we had our science lab for the day.
How funny... I had that happen to me once. Really, somehow, a lizard rode into the house w/ me. I had been outside and came in and it had hopped off some plant onto my back. I felt something and brushed it off - it was a lizard. I picked it up by the tail and the tail stayed in my hand but the lizard fell away. Kinda freaked me out. Then, I remembered they can do that.
I had a lizard come into the house some years ago ... Aussie brought him in gutted and icky and asked if I wanted to try cooking it ..... gag gag gag gag gag gag ... nope I couldn't control it ... heaved all over the kitchen floor ... and the kitchen still smelled better than that dead lizard.
The meat tastes so BAD, dry, yucky , but if you want to try it don't let me stop you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Now for the parents, something to smile about .......
HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY? (written by kids)
You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports like cricket and footy, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip and beer coming.
-- Alan, age 10 (Aussie thinks this little guy is a winner <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />)
No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
-- Kristen, age 10 (yes indeedy lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?
Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
-- Camille, age 10 (just wait untill SHE is 24!!!)
HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?
You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
-- Derrick, age 8 (Oh, he HAS been around our house then)
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want any more kids.
-- Nami, age 8 (Snort <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />)
WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
-- Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure?)
On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
-- Martin, age 10 (Either someone let him read my old diaries or I think he's ready for the world of dating <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />)
WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?
I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
-- Julie, age 9 ( Are you SURE she's only 9???????)
WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
When they're rich.
-- Kim, age 7 (I expect I'll be working for her)
The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
-- James, age 7 ( I hope Mikey is listening to this wise young man!)
The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
-- Howard, age 8 (well its nice to see such commitment from a young man, I LIKE him)
IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED ?
It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
-- Anita, age 9 (bless you child, what a saint)
HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
-- Kevin, age 8 (I like this kid hehehehe)
And the number 1 Favorite is ...
HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck.
-- Ricky, age 10 (He'll be married forever, if his mum and sisters don't arrange a accident <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> )
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Hugs to all. Kinda down today. Friend's husband died last night. She has 2 daughter in middle school and daughter in second year of college. So sad.
{{{{{{{{Rella}}}}}}}}}}
Happy building projects to AW.
Little children tied up with duct tape for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh Rella that is so sad. I do pray she and her children will find some comfort and support in her time of need.
Neak hope you can buy the duct tape in bulk lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Had a rather difficult day yesterday for DD & I... the boys got orders for early Ocotber. I thought I was covering quite well until I broke the glass I was putting in the sliding glass door, well glassless sliding door now I guess <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />.
Had a little cry fest out by myself, had hoped for more time. But over that.
DD is very quiet and gave me a few we'll talk later looks.
Jonnie is taking her away for a few days to Canberra to see his Mum & Dad.
well I am determined to enjoy every moment I have with Aussie. We are going to a young soldiers home-warming party tonight. He and his girlfriend just moved into a rental home. He's a mate of my son's and one of my 'adopted' sons lol .... I'm so glad he is not up for deployment. His mum & dad live 5 houses away from us. Lovely couple. His mum & I are coffee mates <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
A friend just sent me this story. I guess someone's been shopping on our aisle!
Subject: MARINES AND TAMPONS (A GREAT STORY)
Tampons to the rescue in Iraq !! Don't worry, it's a good story, and worth reading. It's even humorous in parts. It's from the mother of a Marine in Iraq .
My son told me how wonderful the care packages we had sent them were and wanted me to tell everyone thank you. He said that one guy we'll call Marine X, got a girl care package and everyone was giving him a hard time. My son said, "Marine X got some really nice smelling lotion and everyone really likes it, so every time he goes to sleep they steal it from him." I told my son I was really sorry about the mistake, and if he wanted I would send Marine X another package. He told me not to worry about Marine X because every time I send something to him, Marine X thinks it's for him too.
He said when my husband and I sent the last care package, Marine X came over to his cot picked up the box, started fishing through it, and said, "What'd we get this time?"
My son said they had the most fun with Marine X's package. He said he wasn't sure who we were sending the pack to, but the panties were size 20, and he said one of the guys got on top of the Humvee and jumped off with the panties over his head and yelled, "Look at me, I'm an Airborne Ranger!!!!" One of the guys attached the panties to an antenna and it blew in the wind like a windsock. He said it entertained them for quite awhile. Then of course.......they had those tampons.
When he brought this up, my imagination just went running, but he continued. My son said they had to go on a mission and Marine X wanted the Chap-Stick and lotion for the trip. He grabbed a bunch of the items from his care package and got in the Humvee. As luck would have it he grabbed the tampons too, and my son said everyone was teasing him about "not forgetting his feminine hygiene products."
He said things went well for a while, then the convoy was ambushed and a Marine was shot. He said the wound was pretty clean, but it was deep. He said they were administering first aid but couldn't get the bleeding to slow down, and someone said, "Hey! Use Marine X's tampons!" My son said they put the tampon in the wound. At this point my son profoundly told Me, "Mom, did you know that tampons expand?" ("Well....yeah!")
They successfully slowe d the bleeding until the guy got better medical attention. When they went to check on him later The surgeon told them, "You guys saved his life. If you hadn't stopped that bleeding he would have bled to death." My Son said, "Mom, the tampons sent by the Marine Moms by mistake saved a Marine's life."
At this point I asked him, "Well, what did you do with the rest of the tampons?"
He said, "Oh, we divided them up and we all have them in our flak jackets,
And I kept two for our first aid kit."
I am absolutely amazed by the ingenuity of our Marines. I can't believe that something that started out as a mistake then turned into a joke, ended up saving someone's life. My sister said she doesn't believe in mist akes. She believes God had a plan all along. She believes that "female care package" was sent to Marine X to save our Marine.
Either way, our efforts have boosted the morale of many Marines, provided much needed items for our troops, AND saved the life of a Marine! God bless every one of you for your efforts and hard work, and God bless our Marines, Army, Navy, Air Force and all our military service personnel.
GOD BLESS AMERICA AND KEEP IT SAFE!
t&l
T&L that story is very probably true
It may even go back to late Vietnam era with US troops, not sure about that.
Troops have been using them for some time. Aussie always takes a pack or two of maxi extra long pads and over night use tampons to insert in deep wounds. He says they are excellent esepcially if you have run out of the pour in clotting stuff they have. He doesn't seem to mind just taking them along in the pink pack either ... I guess if they have saved a life or two all the jokes are worth it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
of course if YOU want to tease him I don't see how I could stop you <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
At my house, they are known as 'goodies'. I don't know why I started calling them that. I will sometimes call them tampons and sometimes call them goodies. I guess they really are good for more than anticipated. I guess expanding absorbant things come in handy for a variety of uses.
Neak will be on her way to the hospital as soon as her dad gets here with the truck. It's my personal opinion she has a kidney stone, given the "adventures" of the last 5 hrs. I finally got tired of watching her vomit, moan, and writhe in pain. Didn't get nearly as much fight out of her, either, when I broached the idea. Right now she's lying on the floor, having crawled, on her hands and knees, from the bedroom, waiting for the chariot to arrive. I think my going off on disability was a mistake. Everyone else is falling apart! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l, who is not AJ, by the way. He is in Florida or thereabouts, so we're not waiting for him to get back!
Well, I was right. It was a kidney stone, but it rolled, gathering no moss. We named it Mick Jagged. The CAT scan showed another stone still in the kidney, but not to worry...this, too, shall pass. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Hopefully not any time soon!!!
t&L
Oh. Our poor Neak!
No wonder I was told to think of her this weekend!
Thank God it was "only" the Stones <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Just a weak joke to make her smile <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> bet she is tender as anything.
Don't they explode/shatter them these days?
I bet it was all the truckers food!!!
tell Neak we are thinking of her and pray she is getting some rest. Not the sort she wanted I guess though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I was at a Hospital tonight as well, It is a old old place built about 1895, that used to house some 790 war wounded & then vets but was closed down 10 yrs ago. A lot of young men died there during the years apparently, then the old vets. Its huge. Empty. and very very haunted according to the guards, the caretakers and visitors to the place. They want me to argue to spend $25M on doing it up and then $10m more on turning it into an aged care centre eventually.
Its a beautiful place, right on the river, built of local sandstone all in colonial style ... place is worth $100's of millions ... but on the national heritage listing ... don't know... public funds, limited use... have to think it over & discuss with the boss .... who by the way was too chicken to walk through the long empty wards cause it was night ... I still would like to know how the water taps were being turned on as I went through the place though. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure there's a logical explanation <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure there's a logical explanation <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
There is. I'm not sure you'd like it any more than the one you're thinking, though...
t&l
So sorry Neak........ and I hope you are feeling better by now. I know it takes a lot out of a person. Praying for a full and speedy recovery.
A neighbor family had their baby early. Born on 9/11 - It was less than 2 lbs, and had a few problems. It seems like both the mother and baby are doing well now. I thought you could all use a little good news - So I shared that with you.
Our son who has been serving a church mission (gone for 2 years) will be coming home Wed. We got what is probably the last email from the field from him today.
He says:
"So I guess i'm supposed to come home in a couple of days. Just to let you know im having mixed feelings about it. I'm not sure if that is a good thing, but that is how I feel. It is actually really weird. It is one of the oddest feelings I have ever had. I want to come home. But I don't want to come home. There is grips of people out here that are just like my family (I even have another grannie). So I love you guys, don't get me wrong, but I really don't want to leave out here and stuff."
It has been nice to see him grow up, (to a degree) and learn to love someone besides himself. We'll go camping with him Thursday through Saturday. His married brothers and sisters are all coming too. We hope to have some quality family time.
CC, if you want to come, I can give you directions, we'll be on the north rim of the Grand Canyon. In fact, all of you can come if you want.
T&L, I hope you are well too. Sometimes I worry about you.
Lindor truffels this afternoon AW (Dark) - I think I'll go off my diet and celebrate my B day.
Everyone is welcome to share - I'll leave the bag on the file cabinet, and you can all grab one whenever you want.
Wishing everyone well. Praying for all of you.
SS
Hi everyone!
First my best wishes to Neak, hope you get better soon! I've heard it is VERY painful. Around here it's what we wish on men who don't understand what a woman goes through when she has a baby without anesthesia! or just bcause you don't like him!
Anyway, it is very bothersome...
SS thanks for the invitation. Unfortunately I won't be able to go this time. Just a few minutes ago I got pictures of the Grand Canyon in an e mail. I'd love to go some time.
Actually I've decided not to go anywhere for the moment. About a month ago I dropped my lap top, so I had to buy a new one and that used up what I was willing to spend on myself this year.
I'll just keep looking forward to holidays by myself, a better job, work trips,etc. I'm getting used to this looking forward to things! I don't get frustrated because you never know when they will happen <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />so I go on hoping.
Coincidence???? I don't read any threads anymore, except for this one which I get in my e mail. Every now and then I check the forum in case one of the "oldies" has any news.
But this morning I read a whole thread: the one you write to ex Lady in red, I don't remember her current screen name now.
I was impressed with the fact that her husband sounds so much like mine! Except that we didn´t argue. I was going to reread some part now but I got caught up doing other stuff (listening to Dr. H and some work) and decided to leave it for tonight.
I'm still learning <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
It's supposed to be spring but it feels like a normal winter since the winter was extra cold this year. I'm not complaining, I like the cold.
Other things haven't changed. Perfect nearly 3 year plan B... The girls are doing great, which is a great relief.
My youngest´s best friends parents split up about 6 months ago, after their eldest daughters's wedding (as far as I know no infidelity was involved but I can't be sure). Now the "just married" daughter has split up because of infidelity on her part! It's like a plague...And it's very hard to fight when everyone accepts that it is "falling in love". I've heard of 3 couples splitting up before their 1 year anniversary lately. It's very sad.
About your son, I understand him perfectly. I get so adapted to wherever I am that I hate going back or leaving. It's a "little death" like all changes as Peck says. The trick is to accept the emotions but do what you logically have to do.
have a great time with your wonderful family!
It's good to hear from you CC. I suppose I don't worry about you really. You always report that you are well..... but I do think about how you are, and we do pray for you.
The stories you relate are so sad. I know a couple (married less than a year) who may split up. No infidelity that I know of either, but it is still sad. It seems like they expect everything to be perfect, and when they find out that there are problems, they think leaving is the answer.
It is finally cooling off here - we had rain over the weekend, and it is nice. Of course cool is a relative term - it is still warm most days. Most of the summer it is about 43C, but now it has dropped down to about 27C, so it seems cool.
If you have advice for LIR, please feel free to share it. I often feel inadequate, though I hope to be of use to her.
SS
Bothersome. You could say that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I am very tired, but still sassy. There are bruises all over my back from something...haven't seen them yet, but Mr. C says they are strange shapes, lines, and such. I don't know how I could've gotten bruised from my hot pack, but can't think of anything else with lines.
Rella, AJ drove past your exit the other day, and said to say hi. I think it was yesterday, but have lost my sense of time. Recently, anyway. I thought he was only making a loop to SLC, UT or I would have sent that game, now that I found it where it had been hidden again.
AW, if the Dr wasn't kidding, apparently my MRI went to Australia to be read. Weird.
Boy, the Grand Canyon sounds really tempting, and AJ has been badly wanting to go there. Maybe we'll time it right one of these times.
Love and thanks to all for the cheering well wishes, prayers, and thoughts. I missed you while I was gone.
I missed you while I was gone.
No, she DIDN'T. She thought she was
dying while she was gone! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Sounded like it, too--this from a girl who gave birth with the barest minimum of noise only at the very end--and I have found that SO few women are completely silent when a baby's head is actually emerging from their bodies, that I hardly counted those last few squeaks as noise at all. So I was very impressed with how much pain she must have been in to be so very active, and um,
vocal.
And let me also emphasize that, as her most loving and compassionate mother, watching her pain had a profound effect on me, searing her agony into my brain and leaving me with the deeply devout wish that I personally never, EVER have one of those nasty things myself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Oh, come on!!! I was sympathetic while it mattered! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
t&l
Glad to see Neak's little ordeal is over. I thought they could explode those things nowdays.
I don't want one, either.
However, I will take some of SS's chocolate.
My children and I love Violet Crumbles and Sydney Seasoning. We were counting on getting some at the Australian Festival this month. However, the festival, with little fanfare, packed it up and is moving to Fort Lauderdale, Florida (just north of Miami, for those furners who don't know). I guess we'll have to order them from Little Rock or Atlanta.
Back from Target. Son and I had to go get Chloe a bottle....he didn't remember that she had to have one. You should have heard him fuss about having to take her with him.
I think they only explode the ones that are too big to come out on their own. The CAT scan showed that the ureter (the connecting tube between the kidney and the bladder) was somewhat dilated. Hmmmmmmmmmmm. I wonder why? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
T&L
I'm sure, well confident, someone, ANYONE?, could find a logical reason for the water going on. .... Well anyway I didn't feel frightened ...more like curious.
I am glad you provided motherly care and love .... its kinda scary you know .... you sound like MY mum!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS those choc's ... none were left in the bag!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
CC good to hear you are ok, sad to hear about the young M breaking up.
Neak I am so glad you are getting better. I know don't make you laugh, it hurts!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Well I have heard they email MRI's all across the world for various experts to look at. Of course he may have been sarcastic <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
[color:"red"] ************** [/color] [color:"blue"] HAPPY BIRTHDAY SS [/color] [color:"red"] ************** [/color]
just before I forgot and you think you slipped it through us all ....hehehehehe <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Neak, I heard you were 'stoned'. I do hope you feel better very soon. OUCH. TT
Motherly sympathy. Humph. I was almost touched there for a minute.
Rella, maybe I missed it, but who is Chloe?
AW, it's kind of funny but I feel worse today than yesterday. You should have seen me when I got up. No, you shouldn't have. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
TT <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> My first time ever, tee hee. Boy, turn 35 and go all wild!
SS is it really your birthday? I didn't see your cake, but happy b-day anyway!
You notice how we all are SO glad its not us? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Well you know how it is with the Stones Neak, Just "can't get no satisfaction" , and you "Go Wild", if you leave the condition it's like you decide to "Play with Fire", however with doctors "You Can't Always Get What You Want" and when we heard Neak that you were going into Hospital we all were 'Worried About You" ...... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
But lets not "Paint it Black" , I'm sure T&L was just like 'Susie Q" and told you Neak 'Baby I love you" and was praying that they could "Let it Loose" as quickly as possible. But at least "It's All Over Now". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I don't dare go back to the Hospital anymore they would probably say "Oh No, Not You Again" !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
OK OK I can hear you groan and say "Please Go Home" !!! ... (Aussie is going to rub my feet which I am sure are nowhere as sore as you are right now) Night dear one & all!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
P.S. Aussie said to say hi little sis and hopes you get better .... what he actually said about getting better was 'I'd rather have gravel in my bum than inside me" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Motherly sympathy. Humph. I was almost touched there for a minute.
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I got up off the couch where I was resting my sore foot and drove ALL the way to your house (it's more than
16 miles, after all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />) Once there, I spent the next 4-5 hrs. catering to your every excretory need, and from one end to the other, too. I emptied your emesis Tupperware <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />--all 3 times--and didn't run away while you were filling it, as some unnamed female sibling of yours would've done. I attempted to analyze your urine via the sniff test--not specifically diagnostic, I'll admit, but successful enough to let me know something was wrong in Georgia. (Actually, in Neak. Georgia is fine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />) I brought you heat and ice for your back--not simultaneously, although I did suggest that as an alternative when you couldn't make up your mind which you wanted. I dragged you into bed and out of bed, laid you down on the floor and hauled you off of it. I rubbed your back and left your back alone. I allowed you to vomit up 2 doses of my precious prescription medicines, without any whining.........until now. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> There may be more, but you get the idea.
And then I drove with you to the hospital, freezing my unprotected bosoms in the frigid cold mountain night air, plopped you in a wheelchair and dumped you off just long enough so I could park the truck and re-expose said bosoms and bare arms to the chill as I hobble-raced (I'm odd on disability right now for a crippled foot) back to your side. I stayed there while they started the IV and gave you drugs and you sort of started drifting in and out. After an hour or so or this, I admit that I went out and starting chatting up the nurses, but quite frankly, semi-comatose you wasn't all that interesting at the moment. I admired the soup you produced for your urine sample, and then when you started to float again, the nurses and I visited some more. I waited a-l-o-n-e during your CAT scan (OK, I had magazines, but when have you EVER known me to go somewhere without reading material? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />), and talked medical details with the doctor. I went back out in the freezing cold to take you home (and being the driver,
I couldn't hide my arms inside my shirt, either <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />), finally reaching your house as the sun started to come up, almost 10 hrs. after leaving the comfort of my own.
I made plans to pay for your antibiotics, and that was when I thought they'd cost $100, not the $4 total they've fallen to in the last 15 years since I knew the cost. (I'm paving the road to you-know-where with my good intentions, I'll have you know.) I brought you food and cranberry juice and threatened your children for you since you weren't up to it yet. And then,
just because I made fun of you after you were better.................... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> I'm shocked, I tell you,
SHOCKED. And deeply wounded.
Superficially. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
(I'm odd on disability right now for a crippled foot)
I meant to say I'm
out on disability right now. There is NO truth to that other rumor. None whatsoever. So there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Fuzzy.....all so fuzzy............
If half of what you say is true, I guess I should say thank you.
Thank you.
Don't overwhelm, inundate, bury, consume, or otherwise wash me away with the flood of your gratitude! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> You're welcome. I suppose.........<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
>as some unnamed female sibling of yours would've done.
Not this unnamed female sibling.
I ain't scared.
And, T&L, since you sound a helluva lot like me own bio-mum, I'm gonna call you on it and say you got to baby your baby, and it's GOOD to be needed by your kids.
Oddly bum foot and all.
Oh.
And if Neak is like me, she only wanted her mommy anyway...and she's eternally grateful that her mommy was able to do for her.
I don't know that I ever heard what your own bio-mom was like, so I'm not sure how to take that. I will say that everything that went on between Neak and me was intended to be humorous, although something may well have been lost in translation. Neak knows she can count on me.
t&l
P.S. Let's not forget Flard, Neakbro, or Neaksis either, or Flard's ex-wife, or, or, or, or.............. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I laughed - so it was humorous to me.
Neak knows she can count on me.
Pretty much everyone that knows you can count on you. I don't know you really well, but I know you well enough to know that.
I don't mean you will do any thing they want, but if something is really needed, you would move heaven and earth to help. I do know that much.
Yes, it was my B-Day on Monday. It's not in my profile, so the cake didn't show up.
We did have a cake
Chocolate - what else?
And yes, I gained weight yesterday.
Sorry the Lindt chocolates are gone, I'll get more next time. Or my W will, she got them for me as a treat yesterday to help celebrate. She got a Lindt Hazelnnut bar, and an orange bar too. All of them are good. (And no, I didn't eat them all myself.)
I meant to say I'm out on disability right now. There is NO truth to that other rumor. None whatsoever. So there!
What rumor?
The odd one that's always out there floating around?
BTW, How are Flard, and Neakbro? No one has commented on them for a while.
Jen to, how is she?
Odd rumors, but no hard facts. Hummmmmm.
Questions for you all -
Do you want to see photos of the Grand Canyon trip we'll be doing?
If yes, do you want more of the scenery....... or of the people?
Fuzzy.....all so fuzzy............
That's OK Neak, it clears up quite a bit once most of the kids move out. Or it did for us anyway.
I have passed stones myself, and I don't like it. It kind of takes the wind out of a persons sails for a day or two. Last time it was almost three hours after before I felt hungry again. Scared my W half to death.
T&L, do the windows not roll up on the vehicle? ......... or were the two of you on a motorcycle? I'm unsure why you were exposed to the cold night air.
I can't believe how much gets left out of these stories.
SS
Birthday boy! Yes, I mean you...the aging one. Glad it was a happy day. Right now I am being the cruel employer of the uneducated, minimum scale worker-to-be...that's right, the grandkid that has decided, for the 2nd day running, that he doesn't need to go to school. I need to grab my whip and get downstairs and make sure that the pumice stone toilet scrubbing is going well. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> So stories will have to wait until the end of what is shaping up to be a very long work day!
t&l
MMM.... Orange chocolate.
Barefoot Contessa made an orange chocolate fondue Sunday. MMMM.
Wish I could eat chocolate w/out getting a migraine tho.
T&L,
My mome is like you only she eats meat.
(giggle)
She is usually the first person I want when I don't feel well, and she made it to 2 of my 3 labors. That's when I REALLY needed her, and she was there!
BTW: I'm feeling icky. Bio mom can't make it...feelin' up to a trip to the Alamo City?
(sigh)
And it is a high compliment to be compared to my mom. When I grow up I want to be just like her (w/out the worrying).
And it is a high compliment to be compared to my mom.
Thank you so much then.
When I grow up I want to be just like her (w/out the worrying).
BWAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! You mean you can be mom without worrying? How come nobody told
me?
t&l
Happy Birthday SS! I hope I'm not too late and I'm also sure you had a great one!
I wonder who read my daughter's. Good to know it was normal. Now, she gets a knee brace.
For All the Dog Lovers No particular reason. I just found it amusing in spots.
t&l
Neak, Chloe is the baby I made over the weekend. She weighs in at almost 6 pounds. Her full name is Chloe Cornelia Johnson. Her dad is Prince CatLover.
Cat #1 = Cookie
Cat #2 = Calla
Dog = Zoe
Granddaughter = Chloe
See a connection?
Her middle name comes from the fact that the bulk of her weight comes from having a 5 pound bag of corn meal stuffed inside her torso. She would be a 'flour baby' if she weren't a 'cornmeal baby'.
I don't know how anyone could say it wasn't a bit of fun T&L ,, I laughed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Of course it wasn't ME being stoned so I could <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
[[[[[Neak]]]]]
cause I really care but just had to give into the temptation of putting as many Stones songs into my last post as possible ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I have NO idea of any rumours .... well not here anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Rella I can't do those civilised things, ask me to put up a cattle fence no problemo! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
SS I WANT chocolate, lots of it... why does it have to be so many Cal's?????? Its so unfair!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
DD is away in Canberra with her beau ( I heard that word on a Cary Grant movie I watched last night ... watching another one tonight called Operation Petticoat <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> ) cuddling my very frustrating and annoying man.
I mean, you'd think that a man who had just watched cricket for 8 hours non stop could do without clicking the tv across to more cricket to get the score .. on a replay of a game he watched earlier in the day for cripes sakes!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
He's just, so , so ,so ...... a MAN <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And I found Mikey in our bed this morning, about 5 am snuggled in between us lol .. looked so cute <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
AJ & I both lol'd over the stony songs. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> If you haven't already seen it, Op Petti is a DARLING movie, AJ & I both love it.
Neak I still love most of Cary Grants movies, even Aussie watches it.
Tomorrow we get That touch of Mink and Penny Serenade and on Friday Father Goose.
Still trying to get the dvd's on some of his movies, guess I should try the stores huh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm on leave from tomorrow for a week and a bit. I'm not looking towards the end of the holidays though.
Want some fun? I lasted 14.7 seconds <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Air Force Test
Good morning shoppers!
Neak,
Antonio and I have a ritual now. We get his shoes together and ask, "do shoes belong on XXX" you insert the words, nose, chins, ears, hands, elbows, knees in the Xes.
After each question we shout, "NO! SHOES BELONG ON FEET! FEET, FEET, FEET!"
It's very giggly and fun.
Rella, I hope that you put a couple of bay leaves inside Chloe so she won't get a bad case of weevils. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS, A belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Mine was a week before yours! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak, I DO hope you're feeling better. If kidney stones are anything like gallstones, I can feel your pain. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
T&L, after reading SS's questions about why your bosoms and arms got so cold, I now have an image in my head of you and Neak streaking along the roads on a Harley, with y'all's hair streaming behind you and your bad foot propped up on the handlebars! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
14.891
Feet belong on handlebars. Handlebars, handlebars, handlebars.
Neak the more you do the red square thingy the worse you seem to get! 1.3 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> lol
Going to bed to get a cuddle or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
16.25 and it sure speeds up at the end - but I need to get to work.
Thanks everyone. Happy B to you too Lady C. I haven't been on much, and must have missed it.
Everyone sounds well - Neak included.
Hi Neak sis, we know you are still there, taking care of business.
Clear and sunny today. Only supposed to get to 89 today.
Have a very, very nice day.
SS
T&L, after reading SS's questions about why your bosoms and arms got so cold, I now have an image in my head of you and Neak streaking along the roads on a Harley, with y'all's hair streaming behind you and your bad foot propped up on the handlebars! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Wow, Lady C. Your imagination is way better than mine! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> All it was, was a baggy, loose T-shirt and no, um,
bindings. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Well, when Neaksis called, I was watching TV before I went to bed. How was
I supposed to know we'd end up at the hospital, out in public? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Happy birthday, Lady C, from one "seasoned" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> mama to another. You remember that old commercial for something or other that said, "You're not getting older. You're just getting better!"? Ha, I say. HA! We're getting older. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, I suppose we do get older from year to year, but doesn't better still apply?
I say it does.
Does experienced = better?
Maybe not in come cases?
No, the people I know here are getting better. I really believe that.
SS
Sometimes, I don't feel like I'm getting better. I just think I'm getting tireder and older.
22.5, Neaksis modestly proclaims.
Neaksis just told me why everybody is talking about red squares. I guess I'll go and try it.
t&l
I'll give you something to be modest about, young lady. I'll have you know I have just worked my way up from .039 sec. to 9.797 sec. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> I'm going to play Bookworm! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Double <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> And I burned up the library, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
The morphing dog video caused me to feel queezy.
As for the red square game, I finally got up to 6 seconds after about 10 tries.
Guess Mom and Rella won't be trying out for the Air Force any time soon.
I'd shoot that idea right out of the air, but I don't think I could hit it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Neak, you've got mail. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Saw it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Wanna paddle some Finns.
Neak says to tell you AJ is waving "Hi" to you as he drives through your neck of the woods right about now.
t&l
Neak - pics of the littles in your in box.
Feel free to share with the rest of the familia.
Guess Mom and Rella won't be trying out for the Air Force any time soon.
No way....not a way on the face of the earth.
They don't want my 2 herniated cervical disks.
And I've already fallen out of the sky once. I have no desire to ever do that again. If you do, that can be your choice. However, if I'm going to live dangerously, I would prefer to do it a little closer to the ground.
Kimmy, I saw the pics, but will have to try opening them in another format. They were all psychidelic orange and chartreuse, but even that couldn't hide how cute they were! And I meant to ask before, but is there any more to the story about you praying for me this last weekend?
Neaksis, you can fly me anytime!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
After my own efforts I'm walking .... slowly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Aren't those little darlins so cuteable! Kimmy you are blessed, really. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
If you are thinking why AW is up this time of night it's because a certain little fella pushed me out of bed .. so I had to get him up and into his own.
However soon as I shut our door he got up, came into our room, climbed up in between us again... so I got up. put him back in his bed and shut the door and then he .... I think you can get the picture <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Did I mention he's stubborn ... of course I have NO idea where he would have got those traits from <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SO rvrntually I ambushed him in the lounge room ... bed young man ... daddy he says, yes I know daddy is here you can see him in the morning .. daddy? yes sweety in the morning
I think he has somehow worked out daddy is going away again.
He's just about asleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think he has somehow worked out daddy is going away again.
Sigh........... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
My littles have done that too, even just with AJ leaving for a while on the truck. It always reminds me of the story of Elijah, where Elisha asked to have a double-portion of God's Spirit after Elijah went to heaven. Elijah said ok, if you see me go you will have what you ask for. Then he spent the whole rest of the time trying to get rid of Elisha, testing his sincerity. Elisha was having none of that, and dogged Elijah's footsteps day and night, fearing he would leave while he wasn't looking.
Sound familiar?
{{{{{{{{{{{{{Mikey}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
>more to the story about you praying for me this last weekend
No.
You were just in my heart last weekend.
I'm glad you were.
I made it home from my trip w/ the high school students. Had two small scares. One was a tire in the middle of the highway. When you are going down the road at 70 miles an hour, you do not want to hit a tire. The other was some idiot motorcyclist who passed us in the lane to our right. He stood up on his bike w/ his hands on the handle bars and his feet on the foot rests and his bottom in the air. He jumped up and down a few times then leaned over backwards and rode that thing, wheelie style, down the highway for about half a mile. I thought that was very unusual behavior.
Off to the Royal Show tomorrow so I need to sleep really. But its nice to have a few quiet hours without the younger people around ... nice to just cuddle.
So off to bed before Mikey wakes up again. Love you guys.
The Royal Show!!! That must mean you are coming to my house - just like Neak!
AJ had a good chuckle about the Cycle Dude. He sees some pretty weird things along the road, so you have his sympathy.
The Dervish, on the subject of infection: "It was all filled with p!ss.......pus."
He had no idea he had said anything unusual, and neither did the other kids, so they must have forgotten if they heard it.
The Dervish to the nice young Indian man who works in the store next to the trucking office, (where the boys always conveniently have to go to the bathroom when we get there), slipping in amid lengthy dissertations about his pet lizard, "My brother takes too long to poop."
AJ, upon hearing this, asked, "What did the man say?"
"Nothing. He was laughing too hard to talk."
Unfortunately, there was nothing at all wrong with his grasp of the English language. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
All in a day's work.
LOL! So, I bet Mr C really does...
Neak, all I could think about the cycle dud was that he was going to fall over in my lane and I was going to run over him or wreck w/ those other girls in the car.
We are going "tamping" "yesterday......no, not yesterday, that other yesterday.........tomorrow!"
Mom is going to come, too, and Dad will try and come up for a day, but not to spend the night.
Hope all the Neaks have a great 'tamping' experience on that other yesterday <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'm having some great experiences too lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Does anyone know how to fix the little rollers on a couch by any chance? Do they just pull out or do you have buy a entire fitting and stuff?
Thanks, AW. Don't let Mom see this, but it's supposed to have showers off and on all day till late afternoon, but then it will clear up for the rest of the weekened.
Don't know much about couch rollers, but my guess would be you probably have to get the fitting. They just don't usually make it easy, so you likely can't just pop one thing out and another thing back in. Unless a woman designed it.
(Pardon me, ma'am....your sexist is showing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> )
On the couch, well had a really good look at it & I may just be able to buy a wheel assembly from the Hardware wholesalers .. maybe.
Neak, I tried to keep the boys in line, truly I did, really, honest injun, but they read your comment on Pi Pi Valley camping and OF COURSE said pee pee & just had to keep going on about it ... I know its pronounced pie pie but they just wont accept it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
its not my fault <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
its not <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
truly <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I think your mum may want to use a RV <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />, I notice they have 38 sites for them ..... and there are food vaults because there are bears in them hills <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />... there are wheelchair friendly loo's apparently but not flushers.... probably a pit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ... I wonder if thats why they named it Pi Pi ?????????? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
been there done that type pf camping <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ... these days its 3 stars min or I don't go. Well I try to fight for it.... depends on the mood of our lord and master <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Anyway you guys have a wonderful time and enjoy the fresh air & walks .... I have to struggle on with the Strawberry wine and spa and hubby <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
How on God's green earth I got snookered into going camping is a mystery to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> And that was before I got the box of bear bullets my husband bought for AJ, just in case... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ah T&L, You seem to be such a pushover sometimes. Maybe you secretly enjoy it.
We didn't have a campground, but we didn't have to worry about bears either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Have a great time !!
And someone needs to give us a full report. How about Neaksis - I would guess she is going too. It's about time we heard it with that humorous slant she puts on things. Of course, some wouldn't call it humorous - but that's opinion for you.
SS
Camping....is that what you do at the 2 star hotels?
Hi Cinderella !
I have been catching up on your adventures. Those tires can really cause problems, glad you didn't hit it.
I owned a motorcycle pretty much full time from when I was 17 until about 5 years ago. (47) I can't believe the things people do on them. I would think it would lower their life span quite a bit. I tried to be careful. Of course, I did do a few dumb stunts in the early years. The stats show if you can make it through the first 5 years with no accidents, your chances of staying safe go way up. It also helps to have common sense, and be careful.
Yes - it's true. I rode a motorcycle (mostly to work and back) for about 30 years, and it
didn't
didn't
didn't
didn't
(SS taps head to get unstuck)
affect me at all.
SS
2 star hotel? In our dreams.
We are back, and all still alive. Mom and Neaksis are a little ways behind us, as they were not quite done adventuring yet.
I'll be back after I get stuff unloaded, get cleaned up, and maybe eat something that doesn't taste like smoke. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I must be the only one who LOVES camping - especially now that my boys are grown. We have camped all their lives. When they were young it was just like being at home, except you had to haul all the stuff out to the woods, cook it there, clean it up with no hot water, and do it again for the next meal.
I made the best investment in my life when I bought a tent that you just have to throw up in the air and it comes down all set up right. I can put it up in less than a minute.
you had to haul all the stuff out to the woods, cook it there, clean it up with no hot water, and do it again for the next meal.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />And this is something I should want to spend my spare time doing?<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Neak, Neaksis & T&L, I do hope all had a great time tamping <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Believer it can be fun but it also seems I end up doing all the cooking & cleaning. And I did try to get him to buy the throw up in the air and come down set up tent as well ..... but he wanted his cyclone, storm proof, artic proof, desert proof dome to house 12 people, 4 pets, 2 cars and 3 months supplies <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
if he did'nt just throw the swags on a patch of dirt and tell us this was it for the night <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think 3 star motel is a better option, if the 5 star is full <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> however never seemed to have the $$$ for that too often. Oh well, tamping is affordable at least especially with a family and the kids always loved it. DD would still go at a drop of a hat if her dad said lets go. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
In my whole life, I have spent one night in a tent. And it was right next to the 31' RV.
Well, in case you ever go again, here is what you need:
__Tent __Sleeping bag
__Ground cloth/tarp __Sheets/blankets
__Extra stakes __Pillow
__Shade tarp/poles/rope/stakes __Air mattress/sleeping pad/cot/tarp
__Axe or hammer __Air pump
__Mat for tent entrance __Repair kit for air mattress
__Dust pan/brush __Utility bags for storage
Cooking
__Large water jug & water bucket __Potholders/oven mitts
__Coolers/ice __Pots and frying pans with lids
__Thermos __Soap for outside of pots and pans
__Stove with fuel/propane __Cook utensils-spatula, knife, spoon
__Matches/lighter __Tongs
__Charcoal/firewood/buddy burner __Skewers/grill forks
__Dutch oven/tin can stove/box oven/etc __Can opener/bottle opener
__Campfire grill/BBQ grill __Folding table
__Fire starters/newspaper __Dutch oven
__Tablecloth/thumb tacks/clips __Pie irons
__Plates & bowls/paper plates & bowls __Mugs/paper cups
__Silverware/plastic silverware __Mixing bowl
__Measuring cups __Cutting board
__Heavy-duty aluminum foil __Ziplock bags
__Paper towels __Napkins
__Trash bags __Dish pan
__Dish soap __Dish rags/towels
__Clothes pins __Scrub pad/brillo
__Cooking oil/Pam spray __Seasonings/sugar/condiments
__Containers for food storage __Potato peeler
Clothes Personal
__Shoes/boots __Shower shoes/flip flops
__Jeans/pant/belt __Towels/washcloth
__Shorts __Soap in plastic case/shampoo
__T-shirts __Tooth brush/tooth paste
__Socks/extra socks __ Deodorant
__Hat __Comb/brush
__Bandana __Razor
__Sweatshirt/jacket __Feminine products
__Underwear __Toilet paper
__Sleep clothes __Shower bag or 5 gallon bucket
__Rain gear __Camping shower/shower pump
__Swim suit/towel __Other personal items
__Laundry bag __Personal medications--take extra
Miscellaneous
__Sunscreen/chapstick __Flashlight/batteries
__Lantern with fuel/mantles __Pocket knife
__Extra batteries/bulbs __Plastic grocery bags
__Compass __Binoculars
__Bug repellant/candles __Rope/clothes line
__Whistle __Canteen/water bottle/coffee pot
__Water filters/purification/treatment __Bungi cords/straps
__Camera/battery/film/video __Cards/games/toys
__Books/magazines __Duct tape/electrical tape
__Candles __Notepad/pen
__Maps/directions __Reservations info./confirmation
__Misc. tools __Cell phone/charger & 2-way radios/walkie talkies
__Backpack/fanny pack __Small shovel
__Fishing gear/license/bait __Safety pins
__Radio __Money/ID/credit card/quarters
__Musical instruments/song books __Bikes/helmets
__Camp chairs __Travel alarm clock
__Sunglasses __Work gloves
__Hammock __Umbrella
__First aid kit __Hand wipes
__Tissues __Drinks/snacks
__Saw/axe __Small sewing kit
__Park map/guidebooks/trail maps __Fire extinguisher
__Lantern pole or hanger __Hot chocolate/tea bags/coffee
__Collapsible drying rack __Scissors
__Popcorn __Watch
__Marshmallows, Graham crackers, Hershey bars (Smores)
Oh, Believer, you and my husband would get along just great in the camping trip planning department!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I'm a toothbrush, pillows, one change of weather-appropriate clothes in case of accidents (don't ask), kinda gal.
OK, t&l's camping trip, the Readers Digest Condensed Version.
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t&l
OK, that sounds like too much work for me.
I think you missed a few things B ....... the kitchen sink <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
no no I really mean Aussie has me take along a kitchen sink ... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
he says it easier to clean the fish out on a kitchen sink <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
However he only lets me have a camp oven, a billy, a few tin cups, knives spoons and forks and tin plates <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
He wont even take a camp fridge along.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
all army gear
T&L I love the short hand ..um faces .. hehehehe lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Like I said, my idea of roughing it is that RV or a 2 star motel.
I prefer more stars.
I have my list that I check out each time, and also have all the stuff in plastic boxes, so I'm ready anytime. Also good for disaster preparedness. I could leave RIGHT NOW, and have my tent set up immediately.
We live in earthquake country, you know. After the last earthquake I heard that people were in line for 6 hours for flashlights and batteries. Me, I'll be home having a glass from my boxed wine.
OH, my idea of camping is in at least a 30' camper, and in a location with electric/water/sewer hookups. You can still do the hiking, fishing, sitting around outside, cooking outside, etc., but come night-time, you can crawl into your nice, clean, bug-free bed in your air conditioned bedroom.
Packing to leave? I keep the camper packed at all times, complete with clothes and with the beds made up, so all we have to do is back up to it, hook her up, and take off!
camper ........ Mmmmmm??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
I've just about completed my house renovations, well except for the floor and bar ...
I wonder if Aussie would let me build one? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I mean I would ask him if he was here, but ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
If you're building a bar, I'm moving in.
D'ya have room for me and 4 littles?
Me, I'll be home having a glass from my boxed wine.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Well, my husband doesn't drink, but with his 7,000 flashlights and enough batteries to illuminate Tokyo, he could certainly help you find anything you needed from your storage! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Not that you don't have everything well in hand, but you can't have too much light, you know? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
He sounds like a man I would like. Never hurts to be prepared.
We camp occasionally on the beach here. The newest thing for the campers is to have all the comforts of home. They bring EVERYTHING. I even saw one group who brought their own ficus tree, and a goldfish in a bowl.
Its sort of like bringing your house along isn't it ? lol
Oh well I like the home comforts so I certainly wouldn't critise <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Bit of a sad time today for us here, Aussie & Jonnie back to Afghanistan, funeral for one of our blokes, 41 yrs old left wife & 2 kids 4 & 8, very sad,... I couldn't go.
Just got the news that another soldier was killed and another seriously wounded today.
I'm so sorry to hear that, AW. I just wish this war was over. I work at Camp Pendleton at the Navy Hospital. We've lost over 300 Marines in Iraq, and more die everyday.
I know that we need to end terrorism, but I have very little hope that we will.
{{{{{{AW & co for your losses}}}}}
So sleepy.......just got back from taking AJ to the dentist. Yesterday morning one of his 2 front teeth started to hurt, one that he chipped 10+ years ago. He slept a little in the afternoon/early evening, then had a miserable night. (So of course I had a miserable night.)
We returned from the dentist with a prescription for antibiotics, good drugs, and with a root canal looming in the near future. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
To start the ball rolling, AJ went up to the spot early on Friday to set up all the tents for us. He was not kidding about the snow, as Neaksis at first suspected. He and the girls "had" to eat most of our package of cookies to hold off starvation till the rest of us arrived, a bit more than fashionably late.
It was below freezing. Nobody slept well the first night, though for differing ones of us, it was varying shades of bad. Mom had it worst, I will grant her that much. I just had to fight with the Dervish for covers, and try to figure out how to keep both sides of my feet warming on AJ at once.
{{{{{{AW}}}}}}
Now, read all that stuff about the freezing cold, bugs in your bed, packing all that stuff, no water, - you know the stuff I mean........and explain to me WHY I should want to go camping.
Ditto, Rella...ESPECIALLY when it's FREEZING outside! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Did I mention that our camper also has CENTRAL HEAT? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Still don't want to go camping when it's freezing outside, though!
Hey, you know, I might do nice camper camping. That wasn't too bad....as long as SOMEONE ELSE handles the nasty connections.
Central heat would have been nice. Well, we had central heat. The round fireplace was in the center of where we all gathered.
I woke up the first morning with the Dervish sleeping on top of me, and Mom calling me to get up and come help her.
That would be Mom's cue to jump in and narrate some, too.
Well, it's decided what the dog will be for Halloween. She will be a police officer. My daughter will probably be the 'arrestee'.
Son thinks he's going to be some sort of bad guy....he's always a ninja, or a storm trooper, or something like that. He is lacking in Halloween variety.
As for me....I have no idea. As for what I will do with the car for "Trunk or Treat" at church, I have no idea.
That would be Mom's cue to jump in and narrate some, too.
Well, let's just say that when
I'm almost 93 years old, you won't find ME standing half-naked, at 5:30AM, next to an open-pit toilet as a granddaughter holds my shirt up with one hand while clutching a flashlight and baby wipes with the other, and a daughter scrubs away my, um,
difficulties.Not me, girlie. I'm going to be safe in some nice, moderately-temperatured old folks' home...wreaking havoc on all the young, unsuspecting nurses! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Hi Neak AW's daughter here
Had a little laugh reading about your camping trip Neak!! Needed it today.
My mum said I could post this here as you may get a laugh out of it.
Once upon a few days ago.............
My dad went out with the 'boys' to the Officers & NCO's mess to have a few drinks ......... yes well a few to some people is a lot to others ...
well the drinking turned from beer to red wine because they happened to have a carton of it on hand donated by a winery owner in a flash of national pride.
As you can imagine he arrived home late, in fact early in the morning.
Now a man is entitled to wake up with vague memories after such an evening, all jostling about in his mind like the finalists in Australian Idol. Now somewhere along the line here he began to join the dots between his present condition and the amount he had to drink the night before.
Never one to drink more than a social glass of wine, he began to remember it was the toasts that brought him undone. They apparently began with the bar maid and waitress then spontaneously combusted to include each person present, several topless barmaids at the Freo Pub and the groundsman who keeps the grass cut around the barracks.
Through the mist came memories of making his way from the taxi through the garden to the front door. Strange that - he was sure we had a concrete path. The front door lock would not work, something about needing to insert a key and turning it, so climbing over the side gate and then climbing in through the lounge room window seemed to be a viable option. There was the sound of something shattering, and he thought he may have been sick.
Actually it was obvious he was not sure if he was nervous or relieved to find mum had left for work the follwing late morning - 11.00am, but when he found her note, he was utterly confused.
"Darling, your lunch is all done, just needs re-heating. Back tonight same time. Love you."
Besides it was a nice rose. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Clutching the note, lurching uncertainly into the daylight, now I am very sure that some guys will remember that bit for themselves, he encountered myself, me , I.
"Not well dad' I said (OK I smirked) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
"Yeah", he says, "social went a bit pear shaped" mumbling to himself. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
"Yes I expect it did Dad, you know you trampled mum's roses and new plants, smashed that vase she got as a wedding present, then you threw up in the bathroom. Missed the loo by that much", I said holding up my thumb & finger about a cm apart.
"******' ,he says, "Why the lovey dovey note then?" he croaked
"Oh, when mum discovered you on the bedroom floor and started to take your trousers off to put you to bed you said " Hey missus!! take your hands off me lady. I'm married!!!!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
LOL!!!!!!! Welcome to MB. Seems like all the Aussie women have the gift of writing a great story.
So are you going to be Aussiesdaughter (AD), or Aussieswifesdaughter (AWD)? Or maybe even AWsMumsgranddaughter (AWMGD)? LOL! Oh, I had such a good laugh at your so-clever story!!!! That's worth inclusion in a book, IMO.
B, you are sure right about those Aussie-clanners, they are awesome storytellers.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
LOL!!!! The story was pretty good....what cracked me up was Neak trying to decide what acronym to award! STILL LOL!!!!!!
Oh, tonight, I watched the movie "Ray" w/ Jamie Foxx. It was sad. Yup, another philandering idgit...But, it was really good. Really good. He REALLY looked like Ray Charles. He moved like Ray Charles. D watched it with me. She enjoyed it. And the music.
Found a new used media store today. Used books, videos, music. Bought 3 CDs for under $8. None of them were anything you would have heard of....a group a friend used to sing with (99 cents), french horn music ($1.99) and and Aretha Franklin compilation ($3.99) or something like that. Got out for about $7.50.
Two whole days, almost!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
What's going on with you folks? Are you fresh out of estrogen??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The only thing worse than AJ doped and completely helpless, fast asleep, is AJ semi-doped, completely helpless, and awake.
Seriously though, he is getting much better. The swelling in his face has gone way down, too. He only looks like the Michelin Man instead of a Jack-o-lantern. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I was hoping Neaksis would do her duty and tell about our adventures Friday night, but she must be lagging. (Even more than me.) We brought up 2 kinds of soup all ready to heat, and then couldn't find any spoons. I thought I forgot them, but they did turn up the next day when it was light. Anyway, those who were fortunate enough to get a utensil, were eating their soup with wooden spoons and giant serving spoons. It was a real riot.
Then we tried to do our ready-made garlic bread over the fire. The butter was not even close to melted, and very thick. Temperatures were below freezing, so we had this mega-layer of artic butter, which then coated all our teeth. We tried to wash it off with tepid soup (the soup started out hot, but cooled within seconds of leaving the fire), shoveled into our mouth with an astonishing array of implements.
In more current news, I just halted the Princess on her way out the door to school, and taking Dillon's box with her for SHOW AND TELL!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It was all wrapped up in a pink blankie so nothing was visible, and if she hadn't gotten greedy and been taking so many other things that she needed help carrying stuff, I would not have caught her. Of course I recognized the little box, even wrapped in the blankie, as soon as I picked it up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />princesses<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Nice try, Princess.
Well, Sweetie, you gotta admit that there wouldn't have been too many other kids bringing pictures of their dead baby brother. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Can you blame a kid for wanting to stand out from the herd? I'm so glad they didn't have Show and Tell when I was a kid. God only knows what I would have tried to smuggle out of the house and expose to the community! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
(I did let her take the extra set of footprints.)
It could have been worse, much worse. Prophylactics, dead mice, the possibilities are almost endless.
The bathroom sink. Hopefully not in use...
t&l
*lips pursed primly* We don't DO demonstrations.
LOL!!!!! So, if you were considering renovating a house, would you need to try out the fixtures at the store before you made your purchases?
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Not if she's shopping with me!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Um, we might just shake it about and make sure it appeared sturdy.
"Excuse me, sir, can we get this with industrial strength brackets? Can we double the number of supports? Oh, thanks anyway."
So, are you feeling better these days, Neak? Did everything work itself out?
So far, so good. I think next time *shudder* if there is a next time, I would recognize the feeling much sooner. Blech. Thanks for asking, though. How are the temperatures there now? Did you ever get some rain?
no rain to speak of. It's dry as two bones baked in the sun all summer - that means, it is even more dry than 'dry as a bone'
Temperatures are much better. Fall is coming on. Had a cool snap a few days ago. Actually is quite a bit cooler - feels wonderful. This weekend we had the Southern Festival of Books downtown - it could have been a bit cooler but it was not too bad.
I guess if you can't have rain, a cool drought is better than a hot drought. We're just getting ready for a little more rain, but while not a drought, it is drier around here than it should be.
This morning I woke up to the cutest sight. (I got the Princess up and started getting ready for school, then went back to bed for a little till it was time to fix breakfast.) The Princess and the Dervish were sitting at the table together. His teeth were brushed, his hair tidy, and she was helping him work on his math.
Who are they, and what have they done with my children?
22.984 <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
It's obviously an alien abduction. Take this matter very seriously. The child who brushes their teeth or does math before the age of 10, without being nagged, must be a droid. They have been studying your brain, Neak, and understand your perception of a perfect day, perfect family. I know you are not an idiot. I hope you get the real kids back soon. The dirty rotten ones who haven't done a scrap of homework. These imposters must be eliminated.
22,984 What? This is mind control. Rise above it. I urge you.
I'm quietly having some Lindt choc and reading the posts ... having a chuckle or two. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
but of course I'm not letting that get in the way of my Lindt! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
oh dear,
TT it won't go through the screen ..... it will have to be virtual chocy instead
Lindt Choc's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
its this box ........ yum
my choc's <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I'll repost AW's link so you can try it too. It is called Escapa! Then you can post funny little numbers, too.
Escapa!
And the real boys are back.
I've just made a trip to town, listening to Neaksis' youngest adoptee read his social studies lesson out loud, to improve comprehension on our part, as well as his. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Let me tell you what I learned. (1) The people who objected to the pope, back in the time of Henry VIII, were called "Prostates." (2) The folk who then rebelled against the church of England were called Separatists, because they worshiped serpents. Gotta watch out for those "serpentists!" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Send TIM TAMS!!!!!!!
NOW!!!!!
PLEASE!!!!!!
I just got a Violet Crumbles bar from the drugstore, real Aussie candy!
And I've got one for ya...the Dervish got some moss from the dentist today. Moss. You know, what you moss your teeth with after meals. Dental moss? Mint flavored dental moss?
AJ's tooth got put to sleep and the abcess drained, and maybe for a temp, maybe not, the dentist filled in the chip. AJ can almost smile now. Also, he has another round of antibiotics to go through, and another appointment Monday. It's been kindofa long day, but now my favorite time is here, bedtime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Here's to bedtime.....but, before I go, what did you think of the Violet Crumble?
but now my favorite time is here, bedtime. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
After a brief round of ablutions at the sink. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> And that's the tooth, and nothing but the tooth. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Good thing there's MB or I wouldn't know what happened to her day! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
*lips pursed primly again* NOT solo.
The violet crumble was interesting. Good, but not at all like what I expected. (Not purple, for one thing.)
Mom, I got you one.
Well I don't know how to tell you this but ........ Violet Crumbles are made in the same factory as Vegemite, which I obviously think is a bonus <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
And the Aussie urban myth is that it was named after a young woman not because it's coloured lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
And I have a great kids recipes for it .... yes even the BIG kids like Aussie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Preparation Time 20 minutes
Cooking Time 5 minutes
Ingredients (serves 12)
3 tsp gelatine powder
375g pkt cream cheese (really yummy is Mascarpone Cheese), at room temperature
1 tsp vanilla essence
1/2 cup (115g) caster sugar
300ml thickened cream
2 x 145g pkts Violet Crumble bites, roughly crushed
7 frozen waffles, toasted
Method
Line the base and sides of a 26 x 6 1/2 cm rectangular slice pan with non-stick baking paper.
Sprinkle the gelatine over 1/4 cup (60ml) of water in a heatproof bowl. Place in a saucepan over simmering water and stir until the gelatine has dissolved. Set aside to cool slightly.
Use an electric beater to beat the cream cheese, vanilla essence and sugar until smooth. Use clean electric beaters to beat the cream in a small bowl until soft peaks form. Fold the cream into the cream cheese mixture with the gelatine and half the Violet Crumble (cut up or crumbled of course).
Cut the waffles to fit base of the prepared pan. Spoon the cheese mixture into the pan and smooth the surface. Refrigerate for 2 hours or until set. Scatter with the remaining Violet Crumble to serve.
I'd make it while the kids were at school ... thats so you can eat it before they get home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'll be over before 3 pm, then.
Got up and worked out again this morning.
I was drying my hair when the Wookie was on the treadmill for his workout, then the transformer blew...and not the one in Leo's bedroom. The one outside feeding us juice.
It was all I could do NOT to lmbo at the Wookies grumbles because he had to shower with candles in the bathroom. I thought it was chez romantique....apparently hairy beasts think otherwise.
Don't tell Mel, but my hair is hopelessly flat. I might get kicked out of the club.
I can shower in the dark if the water is still warm. There's something about dark, and cold water though.....
Kimmy, come by and get some of these Anaheim peppers. I can pick you a 5 gal bucket in less then 5 minutes.
SS
I read down through the thread. It WAS NOT BORING.
I'll take some of AW's chocolate. It's good stuff.
Looks like no one was killed or maimed while tamping, but I had hoped for the whole story. Ah well.
The camping comments were interesting to me. Camping is a way of life for our family. I mean, we do it often. Once you have the basic stuff, it doesn't cost much to go, and we have lots of places to go that are:
1. Really nice (beautiful.)
2. Close to us.
3. Not crowded.
These are from our last trip to the north rim of the Grand Canyon
The closest other camper to us was about a mile away - and he was by himself. This is our camp.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/GC2007/camp.jpgMany people ask me why I like it. One of the big things is just sitting around the fire talking. The phone doesn't ring, and none of the kids leave to spend time with their friends. It seems like quality time for families.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/GC2007/camp2.jpgThe grand Canyon is beautiful at sunset.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/GC2007/sunset.jpgEven in camp you get quite a view.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/GC2007/sunset2.jpgWe took the dirt road out to point sublime and took a family picture. Not everyone was there, but most of us.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/GC2007/family.jpgPoint Sublime - and I think it was aptly named.
www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/GC2007/point-sublime.jpgI took walks before bed time both nights. The second night, my youngest daughter joined me (14). She talked and talked about lots of things. I listened.
Listening can be such an eye opener. A parent can learn so much, and it can really strengthen a relationship. she loved the trip.
We looked at the stars. The moon was full, or nearly so, so we walked without lights. The Ponderosa pines cast shadows on the little used dirt road. It was quiet, and cool enough for a jacket, but not cold enough for hats and gloves. We laughed as we walked.
It seems like there are too many interruptions at home, and too many distractions. So, I suppose the reason I like camping has much more to do with relationships, and people, and family...... than with camping for camping sake.
We had each family (of our married children) do a complete meal. That meant we each did only one meal, plus a lunch on our own in the two and a half days we were out. If you only have to do one meal, you get to relax more.
I can really identify with AJ and his dental problems. I just got a crown put on yesterday, and a tooth filled.
I hope he gets some relief right away.
SS
Guess what kind of camping supplies we have........
two sleeping bags
Maybe Wookie likes his hairy breasts hairy, and not with little circular or oblong bald patches. *shrug* No accounting for some peoples' taste.
SS, loved the pictures. I really want to go back to the Grand Canyon sometime, but I'll settle for Yosemite in the meantime. Actually you have gotten pretty much the whole story of the camping trip, just in bits and pieces. Snowing, cold, freezing, no spoons at first, GP got sick (both ends) the first morning, we spent almost the whole rest of the day huddled around the fire except late afternoon when we took a couple of walks after several families from church showed up, Dad took GP home with him that night, then Sunday morning we clustered (not huddled) around the fire till it was time to break camp and go home. The only thing I/we might have missed was the part about the raccoons. Did you hear anything about raccoons yet?
Rella, you're off to a fine start.
Neaksis' adopted daughter, Val, remains in therapy. Theraplay has turned out to be very beneficial for her and she has been more open in discussing her molestation, etc. She's almost 12 now and yesterday en route the talk turned to puberty and things gynecological. During the conversation, Val turned to Neaksis and said, "So, have you ever had one of those pimp smears?" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So, all you non-hygienic types, I have a travel destination for you....
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
RC & MOON PIE FESTIVAL <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ooooh!!!!!! Tasty!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Too tired to write much, had to get up early and was up late. AJ went to the dentist and is finally getting better. We both applied at Toys R Us today, to be seasonal drivers. Well, it would buy some time to figure things out.
A Moon Pie is the ONLY product produced by the Chattanooga Bakery. It is a s'more-like sandwich of graham cracker-like cookie held together with marshmallow cream and coated with chocolate. The moisture in the marshmallow softens the cookies so that the concoction is soft and chewy, not hard and crunchy.
MOON PIE DESCRIPTION
MOON PIE WEBSITE
MOON PIE : BIOGRAPHY OF AN OUT-OF-THIS-WORLD SNACK
JIMMY ZANGWOW'S OUT-OF-THIS-WORLD MOON-PIE ADVENTURE
Well, those were supposed to be hyperlinks but I don't think they will be when you see them. You can find them on the 20-90 (or something like that) thread on In Recovery.
Glad AJ is getting better. I worried about him.
Rella - yes, I am self employed. Saying "even my boss isn't that bad" was a play on words. It looks like I need more practice. LOL
Thanks for the info on moon pies. There are so many fun things to learn.
Neak said:
We both applied at Toys R Us today, to be seasonal drivers. Well, it would buy some time to figure things out.
Neak, There is more going on than I thought. I thought you had a few years to work this out, but that statement means that you probably don't. I wonder........... Well, I should probably keep this wondering to myself.
You know God is there, and you know he will help. There have been many prayers on your behalf, and there will continue to be. May knowing that increase your faith.
The only thing I/we might have missed was the part about the raccoons. Did you hear anything about raccoons yet?
I have not - so now I'll wait to hear. I am sure it's a good story, they always are.
(I bet CC will be waiting too.)
Now lets see......... Rella has 2 sleeping bags, and there are three of them. Hmmm, I bet that would be an interesting camping trip.
When the budget is tight, it's hard to come up with anything besides the basics of life, like food, and rent, and transportation costs. Most of our (camping) stuff came from the years I was a Scoutmaster with the Boy Scouts of America. I did collect a few things during those years. I feel very blessed that my W enjoys going camping with me. All the kids will tell you that she is the life of the party, and she creates much of the joy the children get from our trips.
I remember Cinderella saying that she hasn't had a good vacation in quite some time. To me that means that she is concentrating on the basics, and there is not much left over.
I hope you take this right Cinderella - I am saying it because you ought to know that the rest of us understand.
It's only in the last few years our family has had the ability to do much besides camp. Even then, we tend to camp anyway, because now we all like it.
If one reads between the lines, a case can be made to pray for all of us. I suspect we all need the help.
Isn't it wonderful how often we get it.
SS
Where is AW? Did I miss something?
SS
SS - yeah, you're right. There isn't a one of us here who couldn't benefit from prayers offered on our behalf....or from offering some prayers for others.
Just really sucking fumes emotionally right now.
Work
Money
Less than 2 years till daughter leaves for college
Money (how will I pay for college because I will have even less child support and her father is not obligated to help)
Where will son go to high school next year because he MUST change schools - 8th grade is as far as his current school goes.
Money (how will I pay more for his tuition - don't know that public school would be the right choice for him. The public high schools here are so big and many are so rough.)
Children's grandfather is in his 80s and has some injured ribs and pneumonia
so on and so forth....
I think I'm having a pity party.
dropping in to say 'allo! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Just been a bit busy with family and having a few words with the Army, but you get that.
DD went to cadet training on Monday. I got a phone call from her today saying "mum I'm coming home"..... "oh" I said, 'why I thought you were off until Friday?"
"Yes" she says "that was the plan .. but .. um .. well you see had a bit of an accident"
"What accident" says her cautious mother (me)
"well I sorta got .. well .. shot up a bit with ....!!!" she says.... I didn't get the rest you see as I was busy .......
THUD that was me fainting ...
ok well no it was me dropping the phone hyper ventiliating ...
"mum? mum? are you there? "
Croaky me "yes honey" ..... " Yes" she said.. "those damn paintballs bruised me in places you don't wanna know!! "
Have you EVER wanted to sell your child? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Rella, what does he want to do next year? Does he have an opinion on it? Do you know what his close friends plan to do?
Some of these decisions are difficult to make. Some are made for you, because you don't have other choices.
Children's grandfather is in his 80s and has some injured ribs and pneumonia.
Is this your father? Or the other side of the family?
I realy hope your tank gets filled all the way up, so you don't have to exist on fumes. In the mean time, remember what HEsaid.
From John 16
33 These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.
Sometimes it's hard to have faith in that. After all, we understand that most of the early Apostles did not have an easy life. I have thought a lot on it though, and he did not say the things he said lightly. He meant what he said. Knowing that he knows me, and knowing that he meant what he said, I take comfort. Even if I don't get all that I want, or think I may need, he will make sure I get what I really need....... the power to come unto him, and be healed.
I hope and pray that you find some measure of peace, and that your faith continues to grow. I hope your DS, and DD are doing well this week.
I think I'm having a pity party.
Is the food by assignment, or pot luck?
I can't wait to see what everyone brings. I'm humgry.
Let me know, I'll ber sure and do my share. LOL
SS
LOL AW.
Have you EVER wanted to sell your child?
I was never that smart, I was willing to give them away.
Just been a bit busy with family and having a few words with the Army, but you get that.
I hope the Army is still OK. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SS
SS - I'm w/ you....sometimes, I would give away my children. Just pack them up and give them away.
The grandfather is their dad's father. Has always been very kind to me, though. I love him, even if he is x's dad....still refer to his parents as my in-laws though I don't think of him as much besides my children's father. Weird sort of association or disassociation.
From tonight's discussion at church:
EPH 3:14 For this reason I kneel before the Father, 15 from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. 16 I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, 17 so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 18 may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, 19 and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.
EPH 3:20 Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Early this morning AW was awoken by the Catholic Chaplin Fr. Whitely and the family liaison officer. I suspect she must of had a moment of absolute terror, is it her this time? Do you thank God it wasn't? But if she didn't I did and I do not feel ashamed. I came to look after Michael.
A SAS soldier had just been killed so they went to tell the family. She came home in a Taxi half hour ago, and knelt down next to a sleeping Michael in his bed and just stroked his hair until she fell asleep.
I opened an old leather bible that belonged to Aussies Great Grandmother, read a few lines from Lukes Gospel,
6:27-28 - "But I say to all of you who will listen to me: love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, and pray for those who treat you badly."
AW's mum
Aws mum, I saw that on the news and was praying both for the family and that it wasn't Aussie or Aussies SIL to be.
Freedom eats its finest sometimes.
All blessings.
After something like this, what more can you say. I say prayers often for the men and women in uniform.
I about had a heart attack at the first sentence, and was immediately thankful, though so sad for the other family. If you are wrong, we are wrong together.
Give AW lots of hugs from us.
From each and every one of us.
A joke from the Dervish...
Dervish: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Dervish: Frog.
Me: Frog who?
Dervish: Froggy loose in the car..........................................................................................not kidding.
The Dervish joke ....... lol
I can just imagine this frog jumping around the car as Neak yells to keep it off her <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
and I'm pretty sure that frogs can't give you warts....... though you never know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Thank you all for your prayers. It was a very hard day, very hard.
Mum has been very patient with me so I had better get my you know what together and get the day going. Now Mikey wants food ...... is choc icecream food? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((AW, AW's Mum, AW's family)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
t&l
What I was going to say is trivial now.....AW, we love you and your family even though we've never met you. I hope you know there are people around the world praying for you.
W and I were away last week. We did some early Christmas shopping, and generally had a good time holding hands, and talking. I think Harley has a winner with the 15 hours thing, and more is better.
We spent time in a huge used book store. Found another copy of UABTS, volume 5, and some other classic books I was looking for.
By now AW is probably doing better. I sincerely hope so. T&L still hasn't given us much news, so I would guess not much has changed. She is not well, but not worse. At least we hope not worse. No news about the clam is probably good news too.
Frogs loose in the car could be serious, but probably wasn't. I got a good laugh out of that one.
Neak said:
Did you hear anything about raccoons yet?
Still haven't heard that one. I know it's old news (for you) but the rest of us would love to hear it.
Of course, only if you have the time.
Hi NeakSis - hope you are well today.
Though of CC when I ordered dinner on Friday. I bet the veggies were imported from South America. Asparagus is a spring thing around here.
Cinderella, I hope you are doing well today too.
Really -
I hope you didn't hurt anywhere when you woke up, and that everyone at work treated you with dignity and respect.
And .........
I hope you laughed a lot today, and I hope the kids are well, and happy.
SS
AJ has been hogging my computer (the only one whose internet is working) day and night getting ready for a business trip. He just left for the airport, so I might be able to think about racoons here shortly, after I get the kids in bed.
Congrats on the UABTS!! Even the Dervish (usually) sits still to listen. His favorite story is the cute little blonde girl that was adopted.
UABTS? Enlighten me, please.
SS - you know, I wonder what it would be like to not have my leg hurt when I sit, to not have my neck so tight. But, this is not bad compared to some of the things some people endure.
Uncle Arthur's Bed Time Stories
http://www.uncle-arthurs.com/ua/browse_books.php?id=0005&used=yThey were favorites of mine when I was a child, and I purchase them when I find them so I can pass them along to my grand children. You can find them on the web - but the prices are higher. I found this last one for $5.00, but it's just volume 5, not the complete set.
SS - you know, I wonder what it would be like to not have my leg hurt when I sit, to not have my neck so tight. But, this is not bad compared to some of the things some people endure. I suppose everyone has their own cross to bear - but we do pray for your relief. We hope you feel it.
Neak, did you read him the one about the cute little dervish that was adopted, because he let frogs loose in the car?
SS
Or, instead of racoons, I might just fall asleep.
Now that you mention it, we might have missed that story. I'll have to read it to him this morning. *maniacal laughter* <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I may have to tell the racoons in pieces. You will be relieved to know that they weren't really in pieces.
All supper Neaksis and Mom went back and forth about my chocolate mint pudding pies.
Mom: Let's just eat them tomorrow.
Neaksis: No! We should eat them tonight!
Mom: We can have them tomorrow for lunch, and just have cookies tonight.
Neaksis: No! We should eat them tonight!
Mom: Why does it matter?
Neaksis: Because a bear might come eat them all up, and then we won't get any.
Mom: <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> They will be safe in the car. We should eat them tomorrow.
Neaksis: <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> No! We should eat them tonight!
And so on and so forth.
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Neak <------- happy they like her pie
Meanwhile, AJ hears a noise.
SS listens intently........
There was an excellent reason for not eating the pies that night. They were mint pudding with whipped cream topping...and we had absolutely NO eating utensils available. There were several humungous serving spoons, and that was it. It was pitch black, only a few degrees above absolute zero, no running water in camp, and they wanted to feed 5 small children chocolate pudding and whipped cream that they'd have to pick up with their fingers??? And one of them was a Dervish who can get filthy dirty in a raging blizzard? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
(I will stop being a brat now. Even though the phone rang again just then, that is where I planned to pause a moment anyway. Bad Neak!)
Upon hearing the noise, AJ shone his flashlight over toward the table, and awwwwwww, there was a cute little raccoon sitting up there.
Group awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
The pies had been stacked inside one of those old-fashioned pie-stackers. (Maybe everybody still uses them, but since they were Grandma's, they are old-fashioned. Old-fashioned plastic.) The top one had been carefully set off to one side, except for one thing. None of us had moved it.
Neak: I think the raccoon is trying to get into the.....
Neaksis: PIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AJ had to throw several things at it (I just mistakenly typed "sever things" rofl, ewwwwww) before it was willing to abandon the pie and run off.
As Neaksis picked up the pie, crooning gently to it, we were at first relieved to see that only a little section of crust was missing, then horrifiedly amused to find a couple very distinct little raccoon footprints in the pudding.
Mom: Let's save that pie for potluck tomorrow.
Plastic still safely covered most of the pie, so with only minor amputations we still had a feast. With no utensils, remember? At last Neaksis allowed herself to be persuaded to save the other pie for lunch the next day.
She was even more unbearably smug, when as she made one last check of the car, her flashlight revealed a whole conglomeration of trilling bandits, obviously plotting the best way to recover the rest of the succulent chocolate mint.
Her descriptions sounded just like the clip that played in all the ad trailers for "Pitch Black".
BACK, I TELL YOU, BACK!!!!!!!!! The window of the car was open several inches, so she courageously drove them back and saved the pie. Then slept in the van with one eye open. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Perfect time for a pie eating contest.
Put the pie on a plate.
Everyone gets in a line holding their plate.
Timer says "GO!!!"
Everyone inhales pie - some even remember to taste it.
Most children want to do it again.
Most adults don't.
I love your description T&L.
....... only a few degrees above absolute zero....
Brings back sooooooo many memories. What surprises me the most, is they are mostly good.
It's snowing.................. Kevin, Bruce and I are tucked under an old hay tarp high up on a sandstone ledge in Snow Canyon. My sleeping bag is an old WWII tropical bag, nearly 1/2 inch thick, but it's a real sleeping bag, so it must be warm, right?
We hear noises. Some of the other boys don't even have a hay tarp, and they are starting to get wet. It takes my mind awhile to identify the source of the noise. Mike's teeth are chattering so loud that it sounds like a mini jack hammer. We wonder what we ought to do.......
Sorry, I was sucked back into the mists of time. Perhaps It would be sufficient to say that no one died. Frost bite damage was confined to less important body parts, like hands, feet, and heads. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Listens intently for more of the Raccoon story - has an idea of what may be coming.
SS
Later edit
Ss takes so long that the story is over with before he posts - Oh well, at least I can read it.
Thanks !
Good Story, glad you posted it.
SS
Thank you all for your prayers and well wishes to our friends in their time of grief. Fondly remembering Matts comment to more than one new recruit ..."Move that big [censored] of yours ya girl and get on with it" ... well I shall.
Loved the raccoon and pie story lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I could just imagine the Neaksis and Mum conversation ..... somehow it sounds so familiar, of course my sisters are usually the ones disagreeing with my mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I of course NEVER disagree with my mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
The pie story is just so FREAKY because we had pies and chips for dinner tonight. Not exactly healthy but I got home late from work and Liz got back late from the Hospital and had to rush off to the studio's ... so meat pie and chicken pie plus homemade chips was the go. Mikey ate a whole meat pie, well the insides of one, and some chips. I know, I already got mums lecture on giving Mikey rubbish food <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> But I was exhausted.
Pray you are all well and that things are humming along just fine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I went to sleep at 8.30 and woke up a little while ago, about 1.10am here. Well off to bed again for this one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> I think age is catching up with me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'd give you all a big kiss but you never know where those raccoons have been <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
One more related aside, though:
Grandpa: This pie is really good - quite a luxury for out in the woods.
Neak: Why, thank you, Grandpa. Everyone thought so.
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{{{{{{{AW}}}}}}}} Trust me, it will take more than pie and chips to harm the inside of a firecracker like Mikey.
I should like to meet Grandpa sometime. Perhaps I will - and I'll thank him.
SS
You would get such a kick out of him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I'd give you all a big kiss but you never know where those raccoons have been
LOL.... LOL......... LOl.
You would get such a kick out of him.
I am sure I would. It made me wonder about Grandma, and how she fit together with Grandpa.
Life is so interesting, and there is so much to learn. I am sure I miss a great deal.
What do you think CC?
SS
SS, you know me well!!!!!!
I would love to get Neaks recipe for the chocolate mint pie! Sounds wonderful! I need a little help to do cooking these days, I´m much too busy with other stuff!
I'm doing some crafts with cement and sand paste and they are turning out great.
At the same time I listen to Dr. Harley who has some new ideas! and a catholic priest who has his homilies on the internet and which I have downloaded so I have plenty to listen to. His definition of marriage is actually the best I've heard and the only one that explains my life experience in that matter so far!
One 15 minute homily takes me more than an hour to type out to give to my 88 year old friend. And I like to find things in englih for her to read. She's been in hospital for a few days and I think she's a little depressed although there is really nothing seriously wrong with her health, mostly an imbalance of several things...
Work could be interesting... let's leave it at that.
ummm what else. Have had car trouble, and still have to take it in for a few adjustments. Got my window broken las night so this morning had to have one out in before I went to work. Tomorrow I'll leave it at the mechanic for another adjustment...
Friday is a holiday! That will be nice.
Have to see to dinner!
The raccoon story was great!
Thank you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Neaksis said I should make an article out of it, and maybe I will.
CC:
Raccoon Mint Pie
1 double-size pkg chocolate pudding mix, cooked is better than instant
2 pre-made pie crusts
mint extract
whipped cream
chocolate sprinkles
Bake pie crusts according to directions. Cook pudding according to directions, adding mint extract to taste. Pour pudding in pie crusts and chill. When ready to serve, top with whipped cream and chocolate sprinkles. Add one raccoon and stir well.
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Oooo yum .... raccoon !!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Its 11.21pm and I have just finished cleaning up after my nieces and their friends descended on my house to have a Halloween Party.
Young teens, seem to talk SO loudly and eat so much. 6 FAMILY size 30 inch pizza'a gone, garlic bread , 8 x 2lt bottles of coke, and bags of lollies ... we gave away 6 punch bowls full... should have seen the cute little girl in a bunny suit, blood sucking vampire bunny, but still a bunny suit. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Mikey enjoyed the full attention and I had a fight to get most of the sweets off him. He would have eaten the lot right there.
Must of had about 60 kids at our door. It was so nice to see LIFE and happiness. it was a joy especially after this morning.
Meanwhile my DD's outfit was NOT cute-less enough if you ask me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> far too much not covered up until she put the velcro bits back on. Her dad would have had a fit. Jonnie would have probably enjoyed it as long as no one else could.. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />... She went off to the hospital to give the kids there lollies or whatever they were allowed to have.
She got back in time to lead the gang out front in a scream down the street ... thats running down the street and .. well .. screaming <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Lot of neighbours in the street with their youngsters, it was nice to see. I need someone to rub my feet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I need someone to rub my feet....neck....back....all the achey breaky parts.....thought I was gonna cry this morning. Head/neck hurt so badly I wanted to go back home and go to bed.
Hope you feel better, Rella.
AW, Neaksis LOL'd about your sweet little vampire bunny. Maybe because she has one year round? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Here is one little excerpt from the War and Peace IM the Dervish dictated to his father. "And I like you when you get me toys. When are you coming home?" Sigh.
I'm not teasing, really I'm not. This is just a little note to myself to remember to tell you about AJ's Canadian elevator adventure, but tomorrow when I am awake. Right now I keep typing more typoes then currektlee spelt wurdz.
Neak, thanks. I am feeling better. I really did think about going home w/ that head/neck ache the other day. On a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being fantastically fabulous and 10 being ready to go to the emergency room, I was about an 9 Wednesday. Today, I was about a 4. That's about as good as my neck gets.
We're twinseparable! Happy with his brother, the boy who refused to die
By LUCY LAING - More by this author » Last updated at 01:09am on 3rd November 2007
They say twins share a strong bond - but the one between Gabriel and Ieuan Jones was unbreakable.
When doctors found that Gabriel was weaker than his brother, with an enlarged heart,and believed he was going to die in the womb, his mother Rebecca Jones had to make a heartbreaking decision.
Doctors told her his death could cause his twin brother to die too before they were born, and that it would be better to end Gabriel's suffering sooner rather than later.
Thriving: Gabriel, right, with his twin brother Ieuan, is now a healthy 12lb 6oz at seven months
Mrs Jones decided to let doctors operate to terminate Gabriel's life.
Firstly they tried to sever his umbilical cord to cut off his blood supply, but the cord was too strong.
They then cut Mrs Jones's placenta in half so that when Gabriel died, it would not affect his twin brother.
But after the operation which was meant to end his life, tiny Gabriel had other ideas.
Although he weighed less than a pound, he put up such a fight for survival that doctors called him Rocky.
Astonishingly, he managed to carry on living in his mother's womb for another five weeks - until the babies were delivered by caesarean section.
Now he and Ieuan are back at home in Stoke - and are so close they are always holding each other's hand.
Mrs Jones, 35, a financial adviser whose husband Mark, 36, is a car salesman, said: "It really is a miracle. Doctors carried out an operation to let Gabriel die - yet he hung on.
"It was unbelievable."
"When I felt him kicking madly the morning after the operation, I suddenly knew that he was going to hang on.
"The doctors couldn't believe it when they could still hear his heartbeat the next morning."
Rebecca Jones: 'It's a miracle'
Mrs Jones learned she was expecting twins when she was ten weeks pregnant. She said: "When they told us we were over the moon."
But at her 20-week scan, doctors had some devastating news. One of the boys was half the size of his brother.
They didn't know what was causing it, but somehow he wasn't getting enough nutrients.
Then doctors said his heart was three times normal size and it was likely he would have a heart attack or a stroke in the womb.
Mrs Jones said: "They told us that if he died, it could be life threatening for his brother.
"We had to decide whether to end his life and let his brother live, or risk them both."
They said it would be impossible to keep him alive afterwards as he was so poorly.
It would be kinder to let him die in the womb with his brother by his side than to die alone after being born.
"That made my mind up for me. I wanted the best thing for him."
At Birmingham Women's Hospital, when Mrs Jones was 25 weeks pregnant, doctors tried to sever Gabriel's umbilical cord to cut off his blood supply and allow him to die.
But the cord was too thick, and they could not cut through it.
As a last resort they divided Mrs Jones's placenta so that when Gabriel died, it would allow Ieuan to survive. Mrs Jones said: "I put my hands on my stomach thinking of Gabriel. It was devastating. I had said my goodbyes."
But the next morning Mrs Jones felt Gabriel kicking. A scan showed his heart was still beating. She said: "No one could quite believe it."
Gabriel hung on, and his enlarged heart started to reduce in size. He also gained weight.
Mrs Jones said: "They thought it may be because the placenta had been divided. Inadvertently, it had evened out the distribution of nutrition between them, allowing Gabriel to survive.'
When Mrs Jones reached 31 weeks doctors carried out a caesarian to deliver the twins. Ieuan weighed 3lb 8oz and Gabriel 1lb 15oz. Both were kept in hospital, but since going home they have thrived. At seven months, Ieuan weighs 15lb and Gabriel 12lb 6oz.
Mrs Jones said: "The boys are so healthy, they have huge appetites too. Ieuan is the noisy one, while Gabriel is always laughing, it's like he's just so happy to be here.
"There is such a strong bond between them.
"They are always holding hands and if one cries, the other reaches out to comfort him."
"Doctors tried to break their bond in the womb, but they just proved it couldn't be broken."
If you go to
Twins , there are pictures, but they didn't transport. I've decided I have a brain tumor. At least it will keep me from complaining so much about my foot! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Do hair products qualify as hygiene products? Well, they are feminine, sort of, at least, the doo-dads are.....
So, I just went to the beauty supply place and spent $50 on hair 'tools' - brushes are dying so I got new brushes. I lose hairpins - yup, I'm the last woman in my office wearing her hair up. Combs. Ponytail holders, etc. Enough supplies for 3 - 2 of whom are woman-type creatures.
Hi there all
T&L loved the twins story, I went all motherly and clucky <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />and then ....
Mikey got up.... I put him back, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Mikey got up.... I put him back,
Mikey got up.... I put him back, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Mikey got up.... I put him back,
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Mikey got up.... I put him back, and its 9.39 and I think he's actually asleep <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My sons fiancee is here <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> , with my DD right now, visiting us while my oldest son is off being a soldier somewhere, what a surprise <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> . Mum took her shopping while DD was at uni today. When she and her family lived a few doors away when they were kids she lived in our house as much as her own. I am glad they want to take their time though. They are still keen as mustard for each other so thats good. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I kinda like the full house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Tomorrow is Melbourne Cup day, a horse race where the whole nation just stops for it. I'm cooking right now Mexican chicken with salsa & a tub of sour cream to bring in .. yum
Hair doo-dads are fine I think rella <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
That twin story is wonderful. Those baby boys are adorable. Strangely, I'd just been reading another twin story from the UK where a 22 yr old mother (jehovah witness) refused a blood transfusion and died hours after giving birth to twins. How sad.
AW - the expat Aussies are very excited about the big race tomorrow. I've been invited to a breakfast function where they are all dressing up in posh clothes and hats! I've got to work so I can't make it, which is just as well cos I don't have a thing to wear!
I have a twin story:
A couple I know recently had twin girls.
Within days of birth, one baby had a massive stroke that severely affected both hemispheres of her brain and left her severely brain damaged.
The other baby had three small holes in her heart and will need surgery when she is 6-9 months old. Then, she had a small stroke and had some brain damage.
A day or two before they were to be discharged from the hospital, they did MRIs on both babies. The radiologist was totally baffled by what he found. The brain damage on the baby with the holes in her heart was gone. There was one small spot on the MRI and they thing that is an inconsequential pocket of fluid. Nice, normal brain. The other baby's MRI was almost totally normal, also....no evidence of the brain damage.
The doctor had no medical explanation for why the MRIs were so different from the previous ones. However, the babies' parents believe it was God's healing.
The babies are Ruthie and Maddie Sullivan. Pray for them as they grow.
What a neat story! God is so wonderful! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Mr. C's handy definitions: swellery adj. engorged, swollen to an extreme. Bug bites caused me to become swellery.
The Dervish's favorite movie: The Scarlet Pimper aka Pimple
Well, as long as you're talking about Mr. C's definitions, here's one I forgot to tell you. When we brought you those roses now sitting in your kitchen, he spent most of the drive breaking thorns off the stems. I told him to cut it out because I didn't want any thorn debris in the car where somebody might sit on it. He said he was going to take them home and bury them out back. I was mystified, needless to say, and asked him whatever for. He replied, "I'll bury them really deep and after the decompshun I'll have oil."
So if you ever hit a gusher out there by the septic tank, don't worry. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's so nice to come here and get a chuckle....so very nice.
My computer is tweaking on me, right when I was trying to save my story to a memory stick in case something happened. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> AJ has his computer rigged so it will go online now, but I don't know how to make mine mind yet.
Well, I fell asleep several hours ago and only woke up so I could get the rest of the way into bed.
Note to self: you still have not told on AJ yet - do not forget to do this!
could you send him an email?
Happy Saturday! Happy Sabbath!
Someone needs to pass the headache remedy. Nope, all I had to drink last night was milk or water. This is because I didn't drink enough water yesterday or it is related to my neck. Didn't have it when I went to bed.
Happy Sabbath! I can only email me when he lets me on the computer, lol. My computer is still having trouble. It will go online when plugged in directly, but my story is having problems.
Grandpa is sick today so we are home with him. I made chocolate mint pies again, sans raccoon, and had red for lunch. Enchiladas, sweet potato, and Spanish rice. It was a fabulous, beautiful-looking plate, all the same fabulous color. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Last night I fell asleep on the couch about 8:30. Mr. C had been desperate enough to stay up that he volunteered to rub my feet. So.....a short time later I briefly awoke to find myself having fallen asleep, and Mr. C down at the other end of the couch, keeled over, still holding onto my foot.
I'm being paged, but hope you feel better Rella, and hellos and love to all.
Headache better - not gone.
Sorry you can't email AJ and tell him your computer is making you crazy.
Cute story about Mr C
A plate of red is better than a plate of white.
Sometimes I end up with a plate of white. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> It is almost always an accident. Once in a great while I do it just to be funny.
Mr. C strikes again: Mom! Quick! Can you help me make a sodium barbaric mixture?
I can only assume he meant bicarbonate.
My children went on a hike w/ the church youth group today. Good thing I didn't go too. We went right after eating at a Mexican buffet. Can't you imagine how everyone must feel. Then, Prince CatLover didn't pay attention to the instructions and forged ahead of everyone else. Somehow, he went off the track and fell, farting all the way, down a hill. He was LOST. Long enough for one of the adults to call 911. After a while, he found the group. They called 911 back and reported him found. He says he has learned.
We'll see.
But, I'm glad I wasn't there for the trauma and drama.
No one wants to see their child roll down a hill, covered in a giant cloud of methane. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Grandpa is getting his endoscopy done, and we'll see what happens to him from there; he was just about due to have one anyway. He's been gone since 11:30, and oddly enough, I haven't retched since then, either. Mom & AJ are with him, and will doubtless call with an update when they are able.
Neaksis had jury duty today, and wasted most of her day, but didn't get chosen. She is feeling cheated for not even having the chance to tell them she couldn't do it, lololol.
While AJ is gone, I will tattle about the Canadian elevator, too.
He got back to his hotel from the meeting, and had a most urgent need to spend a long stretch of quality time in the bathroom. To make matters worse, he was afflicted with the need to release flatulence, but there were so many people around, and then the elevator was full.
He thought they would never get out in time, but at last he was only a few floors away from his room, and the elevator was empty. Should he? What if someone came? But oh, it was empty now! Torn, he finally opted for release.
As soon as he did so, his burning eyes saw with horror that he was stopping. Several elderly couples got on the elevator with him. The poor unsuspecting tourists soon had their eyes watering, too, trying hard not to impale AJ with a steely and knowing glare, since they all knew it already smelled like that when they stepped in.
AJ thinks it may have taken several years after that to get to his floor. When the doors opened, he made his escape with as much speed and subtlety as he could. Running to his room, he tried not to think of the tourists behind him as the doors swished shut, trapping them in the fetid moving box, wishing to see the sun one last time.
I am so glad I was not there. They might have thought it was me.
Has anyone ever considered the fact that, while everyone, flatulates, human males are probably a leading cause of methane. Probably close in quantity to those cud-chewing cows.
Running to his room, he tried not to think of the tourists behind him as the doors swished shut, trapping them in the fetid moving box, wishing to see the sun one last time.
I am so sorry, Neak, that the Biblical narrative fiction that you write doesn't allow for scenes such as this one. It's such a vivid word picture--almost scratch-and-sniff, even! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
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He still hasn't seen that I tattled on him. In the spirit of O&H I tried to get him to read it last night. Neaksis read it in front of him even, but he got sidetracked before reading it. I assume so, since I did not wake up with my fingers duct-taped together. (Wouldn't mind doing a little duct-taping of my own. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />)
But, if you sealed the gas leak with enough tape, he might explode.
Sounds like a personal problem to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mom, GP fell last night on his way to bed, and was very dizzy after. We had to just about carry him to the bathroom and to bed, him still tripping on his feet all the way. He is sleeping peacefully this morning, anyway. And he broke a nail.
Better a nail than a limb. I'll be leaving for physical therapy in 15 minutes. I'll leave the cell phone on. He may still be just weak from not eating for 4 days; let's give it a day or so and see if he doesn't perk up. It will take a month to get him in to see Dr. Yee. Want to try and make an appt. and get the ball rolling?
t&l
Does this mean GP won't be able to run the marathon this weekend?
You folks are a real gas - or at least AJ is.
It's been more than a few days now, but I think I'll tell my "Young Womens Retreat" story from last weekend. Part of it anyway.
My W is assigned to help with the Young Womens program at our church. They were set to do an overnight retreat last weekend, and the lady in charge asked me to come along and help with the program portion on Friday night... which I was happy to do, especially since my W and daughters would be there.
The location is a ranch about an hour from home. It's a modern home with power, and water, so we weren't really roughing it. My W and I slept outside to get away from the girls and have a little quiet time. Weather was supposed to be good, so I put down a tarp, with another one over the top of us to keep the frost off the sleeping bags.
It's early in the morning. I wake up to.......... the light starting to gather in the east, indicating the sunrise is not far off. The big dipper is directly in front of me if I lay on my back, and the morning star shines brightly on my right side. Early morning is quiet, and peaceful. I watch the stars move across the heavens, and I think for a while.
This will be a busy day, with the twins marching in the vetrans day parade, and much to do before nightfall. I have some time though, so I continue to think. The air is fresh, but not as cold as it could have been. The sleeping bag feels nice around my neck, I pull my stocking cap on a little bit tighter, because it's colder with my head out from under the tarp. My W sleeps beside me, her breathing regular, and soft. I am glad she feels comfortable and safe.
The stars overhead begin to fade in the gathering light. I see the mountains begin to take shape in the south and east, and note that the birds are starting to flit from tree to tree. My W stirs, it's almost time to get up. I offer to pack up while she goes in and helps with breakfast. We hear the girls (sleeping on the upper deck of the house) begin to stir - the background buzz of conversation (that you always have with teen girls) begins again for the day.
W gets up, and goes inside. I slip on my coat, and shoes, and quickly pack up the overnight gear, and stow it in the car. Soon I'm inside asking how everyone slept. Everyone has a good report, even the adults. Three ladies are making breakfast, I try to stay out of the way.
Breakfast goes well. Waffles with strawberries and whipped cream. Oh well, I can start the diet again on Monday. I gather the girls together who have to march in the parade, and we begin the drive home. The girls drop off to sleep one by one, and soon I have the drive to myself. Love songs play on the radio, and I find my thoughts drifting back to MB, and that January I found the MB website way back in 2002. It was an accident, I was looking for something else, but it turned out to be a really good thing for us.
I'm shaken out of my reverie by the need to pass the car ahead of me. It goes fast on the flat, and down hills, but slows to 15 under the limit on the up hills. The passing lane enables me to pass safely, so I take advantage of it. As we pass through Dameron valley, I see the horses stamp, and blow in the cold morning air. I think they like the fall, but not being a horse, it's hard to know for sure. Traffic increases, I have to pay more attention to my driving.
We drop down into Diamond valley, and go past the spot where I rolled our International Scout...... probably 17 years ago last January. It was snowing, and a car coming the other direction slid into my lane. Head on collisions are the worst, so I pulled off on the shoulder to let it go by. Nooooo !!! The right side wheels sink in the mud, and it flipped us right over. Not going fast, and no one was hurt, but it totaled the vehicle. We were more than a month without a car that time, money was hard to come by. I traded some personal items for a Volkswagon rabbit that didn't run, and fixed it up in my "spare time." It served us well until we could afford something a little larger. (We had 6 children, but lucky for us, we could walk to church.) School was only three blocks away, so we just made do with everything else.
You can no longer see the ruts were my wheels sunk in the mud, or the gash where the roof line met the ground. The twins weren't even born yet...... it's funny how memories are selective for family members, depending on age.
We pass the volcano cone, and head down the hill towards Snow Canyon state park. The red hills are a flaming fire in the rising sun.
http://www.outdooroutlet.com/SS/TL/T&L_MrsSS.jpgI marvel at the beauty God has created for us to see. Some may take issue with that point of view, but wasn't it the psalmist who asked "What is man that thou is mindful of him, and the son of man that thou visitith him? Thou has made him a little lower than the angles, and crowned him with honor, and glory...."
My reflections confirm what I already know. Life is difficult, but God is good to us. Despite the hard parts, we see glimmers of beauty all around us. We can concentrate on one, or on the other. Our quality of life depends on that choice, not on our circumstances........ for the most part.
I thank my MB friends for being part of my beautiful world. I thanked my W first thing this morning, and I thank her often.
We soon reached the drop off point for the parade. I let the sleepy girls out into the brisk morning air. When they passed my vantage point on the parade route, their lines were straight, and their heads held high. Their marching band took first place, and they were pleased. Lets hope they do as well in their marriages,and with their future families. Maybe if we help as much as we possibly can, they will be OK. We hope so.
God bless you all today, and may you have a very happy day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
SS
What a lovely story! The picture is taking f o r e v e r to come up, so I didn't get to see it yet.
It is amazing how we each ended up here, often without intending to. I had no idea such a thing even existed; all I was looking for was some information if there was any way possible to make it all stop. And boom - I am handed a detailed and workable blueprint for everything I needed to survive, and fight for my M besides.
The friends were a fabulous bonus!
Well, Mom is on her way to the hospital for surgery on Antarctica. Did she mention she was going to? Anyway, she is. AJ is taking her, and Neaksis will pick her up tomorrow.
I am finally getting sleepy again from being up to help AJ get out the door on time. So I guess I will go back to bed for another 1 1/2 hours till the alarm goes off, or else I will start typing gibberish.
Neaksis was on TV. It was the local cheese, I mean cable network. It was hilariously down-home. People walking back and forth in front of the anchors, and during Neaksis' segment, one of the anchors walked past in the hallway behind them, carrying a nice donut snack. If our family put out a live cable channel, that's a lot what it would be like, sans little jokes about the "striper" fish one of them caught having "only ONE p". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And the look on Neaksis' face when the news guy said, "So you have adopted 3 children - you must be so proud!" She choked, tried not to laugh, and answered, "Well yes, I have many emotions, but ~tinkling laugh~ pride is one of them."
Going to bed now, but I'll see if by any chance they archived it.
I am back. Had keyboard death yesterday!
No T&L did not mention surgery. I trust she is OK?
Would have loved to see your sis on TV. (grin)
I am back. Had keyboard death yesterday!
You ought to learn CPR, it helps in many situations. (Said with mostly a straight face.)
Hope you gave it a good funeral.
SS
Prim and proper ladies do not mention publicly when they have Antarctica operated on. Luckily for everyone, I am not a prim and proper lady.
Mom is doing better, but still throwing up a lot from the anesthesia.
I am getting a cold. Other than that we are fine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
LOL!
The keyboard served as a learning cadaver. It was dissected and displayed then dumped in the trash.
LOL some more....
Having Antarctica operated upon. I assumed that must be the same region as her bummy.
Close. Let's just say the plumber had to fix a few leaks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Please let T &L know that I will be praying that she feels better soon!
Wow, SS, that picture doesn't even look REAL!!!!
Prayer to T&L for a speedy recovery.
On behalf of Mom, thank you CC and B for your prayers. And B, I saw your first post on your thread even though I haven't had a chance to sit down and read the rest, and wow! The mother ship really does lose almost every single captive, eventually.
Believe me, t&l feels plenty sorry for herself! I'm the butt of my own bad joke... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
So, you had surgery because you thought it would be fun? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
I hope everything is ok in the end. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hahahahahahaha! I expect everything will be "ok in the end" by tonight, rofl!!!!!!!
The divas are helping host their school Thanksgiving luncheon today, so we will all be going to use our special handmade placemats. (We will bring yours for you, Mom, you can use it tomorrow.)
I've got to get Grandpa into the shower early, too. Doubtless he will fuss and say he's sure he just took a shower the other day, but I have his number! He will wash if I have to wash him myself, which threat ought to accomplish the desired result.
Time to finish getting Diva #1 ready for school. We used to joke we needed to get them each a shirt, lettered "Diva #1" and "Diva #2". I realized that would kind of defeat the whole purpose of divahood, and suggested the more realistic "Diva #1" and "No! I'M Diva #1!"
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Mom, does this mean you won't be making the gravy for tomorrow?
T&L don't even smile a bit, it will hurt! I was wincing even thinking about it. Get well soon and then you can joke all you like, but look on the bright side, the doctor was way cheaper than getting a plumber out to even look at any job <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Neak go look after your mum, she needs chocolate <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Driving home 2 nights ago from work at about 7.30pm, I was listening to my daughter as I potted around in the kitchen telling me about her day and how Mikey was and trying to wind down from all the stress this Conference on Homeless is giving me. (Its on tomorrow so I'm off at 6.00am and will be there until about midnight, big day and it stressing me .)
Anyway, there I was listening to my daughter who was relating a story about a little baby boy she was treating in the hospital at that time for some minor grazing.
This family with the young baby had saved this Doberman from being put down, a huge specimen apparently, who had been badly treated by some worthless trash to use in dog fights.
Now they had this 6 foot fenced kennel and little yard to put the dog in made of round steel poles and chain mesh fencing because with their baby and a big dog who had every reason in the world to dislike people they felt it would take more than a few weeks before the dog would begin to trust them and not be a threat to the baby, They followed all the experts about NEVER leaving the dog and the baby alone and ensuring the dog was secured in the kennel before letting baby crawl around on the grass lawn while mum hung the washing out.
This particular day mum was doing the washing, the baby was crawling around happily when out of the blue the dog began growling and its hair stood up and before mum could even move it jumped the fence like it wasn't there, pounced over the baby, grabbed the baby by its nappy and flung the little baby about 2 metres away.
Mum panicked of course and assumed the dog was going to attack the baby again and ran to baby and lifted him up expecting the dog to have a go at her, but the dog was dancing around and snapping at the ground. What happened was that the dog was attacking a very large spotted brown snake or Dugite. These are highly venomous, & can be very common in our backyards in new suburbs and this one was about 2 metres long and about as thick as your wrist. The baby would have been bitten and it would have died in less than 2 minutes unless the dog had jumped over the fence and acted.
The dog was bitten but killed the snake and was treated by a vet for 4 days and survived, The baby had a few scratches but nothing else. Just shows love and kindness can have some rewards. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Of course the wildlife authority had to be convinced the dog did the deed because its a $4000 fine for killing snakes unless threatened. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
well off to bed for this one tired mum.
hugs to all
Wow!!!
That dog saved that baby's life.
My dog helped breathe life back into my daughter.
I think dogs are wonderful creatures - as are cats, horses, and even Nikko's goat.
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you...I am very thankful for your friendship.
That dog story was awesome.
I have to go cook really fast now, to make up for falling asleep at about 8:05 last night. I sat down to read the kids worship, did make it to the end of the story but never stood up. A bit behind schedule now...
I guess I don't need to start the gravy yet, then, huh?
t&l
Happy Thanksgiving, T&L. Hope you are feeling better.
I cooked last night, and am cooking now too. Have tons of people coming.
Happy Thanksgiving to you, Believer, and all our MB friends. Thanks, too, for all your kind wishes over the past week. My husband just asked me when I was going to start the gravy. I said I was going to check the computer, watch something on TV, take a shower and wash my hair, wash the dishes that he's accumulated over the last week, and then I'd be ready to make cook. He said, "Wow, you must really be feeling better if you have a plan!"
I do, and I'm hungry, too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Our dinner was delicious even if my daughter and I had to stand or sit at the restaurant for 3 hours to pick up the turkey on Wednesday. It was supposed to be ready at 10 a.m. but we didn't get it until 8 p.m. They had a fryer quit on them so they could cook only 35 turkeys at a time instead of 70. There were still people waiting when we left.
Well Cinderella, it sounds like things are normal then.
When you finally got the turkey, was it as good as you expected?
It was probably a work day for CC. I hope it was a good one though. It must be getting warmer now. We had our first front Wed night, and I think my garden if finished for the fall. Oh well, it happens every year, I should be used to it.
OK T&L, and family. I want to know what you had for dinner. It's always fun to see what the family favorites are, and what other's family traditions are like.
It sounds like you (T&L) are doing OK. I remember when they operated on my dad (Antarctica) he said he didn't realize that every thing in the body has some connection to there, and when you move any part of your body, it hurts where they operated.
OK, I probably spent too much time on that one.
Hi Neak Sis......... was wondering how come you were on TV in the first place. You should come by and tell us, because if you don't your sister might give her version. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
We hope the kids are all doing well. Probably........ kids being what they are.
Good story AW. I like dogs. We had a Golden retriever that was....... well, he was hard to describe. Good with kids, watchful with strangers around. Wouldn't let anyone in the back yard when we were gone. IN the day time he would let them in the back yard if were were home, but not at night if all the lights were off.
I miss him........ he's been gone for three years now.
Neak, it seems like T&L doesn't mind talking about almost anything or anyone but herself. Would you give us an update about her? Of course you can keep it tasteful and circumspect, but I would like to know how she is.
Really.
I mean, you can have fun with it too, but is she doing OK?
I am wondering about your family too. Kidding aside, are you guys OK?
Hmmm, the way I word that, it sounds like I worry too much. It's just a few things you have said....... and trying to make some connections with out many facts.......
So should I quit worrying?
Cinderella, I haven't heard you mention the Diplomat for quite some time. What's up with that?
Did you have a good day yesterday except for waiting for the Turkey? What did you do on your day off?
SS
Cinderella, I haven't heard you mention the Diplomat for quite some time. What's up with that?
Did you have a good day yesterday except for waiting for the Turkey? What did you do on your day off?
SS
The Diplomat is right behind me...he is in the kitchen making chili. I am going to make some Mexican cornbread. He and my son are discussing computers and the South Pole and stuff like that. We got my mom over here for Thanksgiving. All 5 of us were here. We had a nice time.
Sometimes my children say they like The Diplomat and sometimes they don't. I think they sometimes resent his intrusion on the time and attention normally given solely to them.
Neak, it seems like T&L doesn't mind talking about almost anything or anyone but herself. Would you give us an update about her? Of course you can keep it tasteful and circumspect, but I would like to know how she is.
All she'll do is deliberately provoke me by saying something I'll have to contradict! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I know her sneaky little methods, having observed them for nigh-on 40 years now...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Gravy - non-dairy
Gravy - non-dairy without mushrooms
Gravy - dairy
Gravy - dairy without mushrooms
Mashed potatoes
Sweet potatoes
Stuffing with soy duck
Veggie steaks and gravy
Veggie scallops and gravy
Coleslaw
Soy chicken skins
Bread rolls
Garlic bread
Cranberry relish
Green jello
Pumpkin pie
Apple pie
Cherry crunch
Ice cream
Free weight-watchers meeting
Ok, all but the last one. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Quick update on Mom, before I have to wake up all the kids to get ready for church. (I just woke up Grandpa, who wanted an ice cream bar at 0700. Weird.) She is improving, though still having some trouble with flooding, or rather the lack of it. Sometimes, no matter how she strains, she is unable to get the Nile to overflow its banks. At such times my dad comes in very handy.
She made all the gravy, and ate decently, under the circumstances. In fact, she might have even put back on 3 of the 4 pounds she lost.
As to how we are all doing, overall, there is not time for me to answer that at present. Struggling but surviving ok would be my best synopsis. You shouldn't worry too much, but don't stop praying, either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> We have a lot of soil to till, and the plow is very slow, but at least pointed in the right direction. Mostly.
Glad everyone had a nice Thanksgiving. I'm back from taking care of my very ill dad in Seattle, and have LOTS to do here at home, but instead posting here.
Happy Thanksgiving to Believer, and I hope your dad feels better soon. Don't worry, I think posting is lots more fun than housework, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis, you'd better post what you're going to about your debut as a TV personality (this personality would be taciturn and angry by turns) before I am forced to expose the whole story myself.
Thats it, times up Neaksis!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
we want the details .... after I go back and read whatever its all about!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
All she'll do is deliberately provoke me by saying something I'll have to contradict! I know her sneaky little methods, having observed them for nigh-on 40 years now...
Sounds kind of like a close female relative of hers who happens to be older by a few years. I bet Neaksis would concur.
Ok, I see the gravy is "without mushrooms"
I'll bite, and ask why.
It looks like a wonderful dinner. I feel like I ate too much just reading it. Is there any pie left?
As to how we are all doing, overall, there is not time for me to answer that at present. Struggling but surviving ok would be my best synopsis. You shouldn't worry too much, but don't stop praying, either. We have a lot of soil to till, and the plow is very slow, but at least pointed in the right direction. Mostly.
I'll try not to worry too much, but I won't promise anything. I'm thinking about starting up a non profit corporation to help the people on MB that struggle financially. Just a little matter of how to fund it.......
Believer said:
I'm back from taking care of my very ill dad in Seattle, and have LOTS to do here at home, but instead posting here.
You made me laugh !!
Is your Dad getting better, or is it something else? I hope it wasn't too hard on you.
Your Thanksgiving sounded like a good one, I can see that you are a giver, and like doing things for people. What was your XH thinking?
Neaksis, it's OK.
Really.
Hi AW. What's the news?
Everyone safe?
Happy?
Rational?
Hi CC. It froze hard here over the weekend. It MUST be getting warm there.
However, I remember you prefer cool to warm. I hope this summer suits you. I believe things must be about the same at work. Hope they are not worse at least.
The girls are well?
Prayers for T&L - that your health may improve. But even more, that you might know what God wants you to do in those areas you may have questions and doubts about.
We had a nice Thanksgiving weekend. Too short though, and I had to work Friday.
Oh well, poor me (ss laughs)
SS
SS, you are provoking me to write!!!!!
I am happy just reading and keeping up with all your lives... so interesting, so much food!
It is cold here. Unbelievable that at this time of year it is still only 5-7 degrees C in the mornings and the evenings. I love it but it's a little strange, especially since we have daylight saving time and so it's really 1 hour earlier than the sun...
When the sun is out it's beautifully warm...best weather ever.
Work is work, not very nice actually but soon everyone will be concentrating in the end of year and Xmas and because it'sthe end of year we are "tired" and don't do much. Doesn't make much difference because half the country goeson holidays the whole month of january and the other half the whole month of february so you can't do much because there are always too many on holidays... I'll take my days off in march so when I get back in april, after Holy Week also called Tourism Week (this is not a religious country) everyone slowly decides to "start" the year!
I should have gone to two trips this week but the bosses decided to send others... nice, although I'm not really angry because I'm sort of comfortable at home.
My sister is visiting for 2 weeks so there are a lot of social occasions.
The girls are fine, always pissed with their father... the twins are both working and very happy with their jobs although it means they won't be able to enjoy the summer the way they were getting used to. DD3 is studying hard in her first year of University and doing very well. She also "works" as a hockey referee on weekends. I've told them that I will leave a box for them to contribute to my financial situation...
I have nothing to complain about. Every now and then I get really enthusiastic about something, some craft or some work related subject, cooking etc but eventually I go back to a lot of meditation and thinking...
Dreaming is good too.
I feel like a sponge absorbing a whole lot of knowledge... someday it will be useful. Patience. I'm learning...
Hey guys
very hectic here the last 3 days since DD's fiance was evac'ed home. At least it was done on the quiet no busy body reporters etc around, just don't need that.
His mum is here with us now and it's been a few hours work, hospital then home late. Mikey has been so good quite happy to stay with my sons fiancee during these times. Spoiled rotten though.
Jonnie was under sedation most of today I think the innjuries were causing him some discomfort. DD is there constantly talking with him when he's awake. He is looking a lot better too. Another week and he may be back home if all heals as expected
I'm so far behind on the housework, my mail and stuff. hayley did the washing and ironing and cleaning .... I wonder if my son could just leave her here way more often??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> I mean he could come visit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> whats a mere 3000km after all? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
well bed for me .. I am exhausted <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW, it must be an absolute zoo around there right now! Sounds like you could use Neaksis, but the UPS charges to ship a box that large overseas are prohibitively high.
I'm glad to hear DDF is back in the bosom of his whole family and doing better.
Wait, what happened to Jonnie?
Neak, did you read my son's paper over on Idiotville?
Hi Rella
He's a Commando and was injured in some heavy fighting, They decided to send him home... THANK GOD ... on a early rotation as he was due back early December anyway. Its such a relief! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> DD is overjoyed and can't stop grinning ear to ear. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm glad he is home and doing well. Sorry he got home for this reason. But, it is a good time to be home.
Quickie update, since I haven't had a chance to say much.
Truth to tell there was nothing much to say this week anyway. Neaksis has been helping me work her magic on the house, so it was not very exciting to say every day, "Cleaning house again, sneaked off for a second to go online, oh here she comes must run before she sees me sitting down." And the same the next day and the next. The army doesn't know what they missed out on - she is amazing.
The house is covered in snowflakes, the paper variety, in drifts up to 20 ft deep.
I am getting sick again, but trying to fight it. All these germy people make that hard.
We are about to go cut a tree at a tree farm, getting the biggest one we can for GP's viewing enjoyment. They are really cheap at the tree farms. $22 for any size doug fir, for example.
Well, must dash again, Neaksis is on her way and wants to leave when she gets here. {{{{{{{{friends}}}}}}}}}}
(((Neak)))
Well, it's been a nice weekend even if it did feel like I spent the day driving yesterday. Drive one child somewhere, take the other child and wait, go back and find the first one, go here and there some more.
I'm ready to turn in - when first child gets home from youth group. Other child didn't show up to get in the car to go. So I took first child, drove back by the house to get second child and take that one w/ me to my small group - an evening of computer time was not to be had. Second child and I are home but first child is not here yet. I told her she would have to get her own ride home since she hadn't worked it out and I was going to finish up after her....but she's not here. HMMMM??
I don't know what she's talking about. I merely give suggestions on various activities that she can take part in if she chooses.
Tree shopping was fun.
And Grandpa sat and watched the tree instead of the TV for a long time, even with NO DECORATIONS WHATSOEVER. Just wait till we get lights on it... It is huge, and was only $22.
Ha - I knew I could tease her out of silence. Now just tell us about your TV thingy!!!!
A REAL tree!! I loved the pine resin smell through the house, but Aussie went and bought a fibre optics tree, it looks like a real tree but it lights up. Pretty, but not real .... and just because I asked him... repeatedly ... to dispose of the real ones .... after each January <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Just like Neaksis I suggested he join in an activity .... cleaning up ... he chose not too <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
All happy faces here! DD is in reading to her darling hero ... she's reading holiday brochures ... captured audience so to speak <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> isn't that cute! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Hey, someone want to figure out when I can find time to go to the christmas tree farm and cut a tree - with my children. I've always wanted to do that. Always.
O O O I know I know ..... DONT PLAN ....... just go do it!!! lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
lucky you cant hit me uh? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Do they have pine trees where you are, Rella? If not, just go chop down a nice maple or something. If you put on enough decorations, no one will notice. The fun is in the chopping, anyway.
yeah, they have pines here.....and maples, and oaks, and poplars, and magnolias, and dogwoods, and redbuds, and apple trees, and beech trees, and sycamore trees.
I hope the tree farms supply saws. All I can find right now is a hacksaw but I have a very nice one.
see if you can borrow a BOW SAW or a tree trimming saw & use some vege oil on the blade before you start .. it makes it easier cut into the wood! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
and watch out you dont stand where its going to fall ... its easy to forget when you get into it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Most of all have FUN with your kids doing it !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Oh, it is LOTS AND LOTS of fun!!!!!! And here, anyway, they supply saws. I think most probably would.
Anyone ever heard the song "Santa Came On a Nuclear Missile"?
Tuesday I will have surgery on my foot. 6 wks. on crutches (in a 2-story house, no less), and another 6 wks. re-learning to walk. I was mentally prepared for an endoscopic procedure with a 3-wk. recovery time. I was NOT mentally prepared for what the MD told me I would need and I vacillate between thinking I'd have to be nuts to get it done, and thinking I'd be nuts not to get it done (this line of thought usually comes later in the day when I've walked a lot and my foot is giving me fits!). What's the use of having options, if none of them are good? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
In that case, I guess you need to figure out what the outcomes for each option would be in 2 years or 10 years. I guess that means...what is the prognosis for each of those choices?
I have just had an Adventure. Now I am going to bed.
Prognosis: Definitely Crippled vs. Maybe Not Crippled.
PS Have not heard the song. Spill it!
Prognosis: Definitely Crippled vs. Maybe Not Crippled.
You can't be crippled.
I'm crippled. You have to wait at least 6 wks. until I can walk again. It's not your turn right now. Take a number and get in line! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That was your prognosis anyway. I don't want to share. I would rather give you piggy-backs the rest of your life than share.
GROAN!!!!! Last night I went to help AJ put letter stickers on his truck (legally required name and #'s), in the dark and in the rain. (Not on a train.)
That was bad enough, but when he pulled out his super-light load of styrofoam one of the brakes went out on his truck and he just dragged it off the side of the road and had to park. This would be his just-bought supposed-to-work-fine truck for the new company owners. So he is stressed, besides missing his unloading appointment.
And the only guy who would even call him back last night for repair was swamped, (probably because he was the only one who would answer his phone), and finally had to go home and take a nap. AJ is still waiting for help, but I left him with Mr. C and plenty of food and water.
Then after a couple of hours trying to deal with that, we still had to put the letters on in the middle of the night in the rain.
I was soooooooo sleepy this morning.
T&L DD said not to worry about your foot ... she'll do it for free and just keep trying until she gets it right <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> and you have a spare on the other leg <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I suppose the only risk with leaving Mr C with AJ is that there is a very slight chance he may learn a few new words <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> or two <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> if AJ has had to wait for ages for something that wasn't supposed to break down get fixed.
neak have a few mummy naps in the afternoon ... my mother recommends them, however every time she woke up we still hadn't run away <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> she still complains about that these days <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
myself, I am off to bed at long last ... I was going to move Mikey out of my bed back to his own but OMG he weighs a ton!! he feels heavier at 2 am I'm sure of it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> just move over little man mum is getting in
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
g'night.....heading to bed.
Been gone, barely home, out the door again. The Adventure continues, but we got the truck fixed, finally, I think.
I'll be back tomorrow. Remind me to tell you about the Dervish and Judgment Day.
Neak, don't forget to tell us about the Dervish and Judgment Day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh - you're right - I did forget already, but today is Surgery Day too, so I have to take the kids to school for Neaksis (the designated driver) in a few minutes. Judgment Day...Judgment Day....Judgment Day.....trying to remember this time.
So, who is having surgery now? Hope all the Neaks are soon healthy.
We are still waiting to hear about Judgment Day.
My personal good news healthwise is that my mammogram was ok. No change in the nodule we know is there.
Mom had her foot operated on. I see she was up in the middle of the night, poor Mom.
Judgment Day
I forget how the subject even came up, but the Dervish wanted to know about Judgment Day.
I explained it all as simply as I could, how Jesus saves us by His death, and with His power we become new creatures, but that He also says we are judged by our works - what we do and say - did we actually let Him make us into new people the way He wanted?
I explained that we are given our lifetime to make things right, and we have a choice to either make our bad things right here, or to someday face them in judgment. That God wanted us to search our hearts, and tell Him we were sorry for what we had done wrong, and ask His help not to do it any more.
With maybe a half-second pause, the Dervish replied, "I have been peeing in the backyard still. And I stole some candy. And cookies. And I drank the soda. And... and.... and...."
That's ok. If I were a Dervish, I would be intimidated by thoughts of a judgment, too, especially if I were peeing in the backyard like my Mommy told me not to. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
OK, the local he used to make the pain "relief" last longer has worn off with a vengeance. I'm supposed to be able to take 2 Percocet every 3 hrs. The dose lasts about 1 hr. and 15 minutes, and then not enough to let me sleep but enough to let me stop thrashing and moaning. And I'm not that good on crutches, either! 1/2 of 1 day down. 41 to go. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Peeing in the backyard.......
Oh Man, I still have tears in my eyes from laughing so hard.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think my mom told us not to also.... but we never could figure out why. It takes valueable seconds to actually go in the house...... seconds that could be spent playing. I should probably stop here, before I get myself in any deeper.
Of course, there are secret places where one can go to experiment .... I think you (Neak) have read the McManus version of that. Maybe I could talk to the Dervish about that........ would you pass along my phone number, and have him call me?
T&L, I have been thinking about your situation. I am so sorry you have to go through the pain.
What do you plan to accomplish in the 41 days you have left?
I can think of some humorous comments that could be made, but I am serious, and really want to know.
It's 25 years this last Oct since I broke my ankle, and had the 8 pins put in. For me it was 9 months before I could go back to work.
I read 100 books on the History of the United States. Were I doing it now, I think I could come up with a better project, but that kept me busy, and kept me from driving my W totally crazy. (She is only half crazy.)
I don't mean to say you ought to do something like that, but I wondered if you had something in mind, and if so, what it was.
Cinderella - great photo. He looks good in red, and you look fine too.
Thanks for the report on the diplomat. I was wondering. Are you ready for Christmas? I am mostly ready. Except for my W. Probably I should do her first, but she rarely makes suggestions, and I am not so good at mind reading as some people are.
Hi CC !!
My twins wanted to ask you how it feels having Christmas when it's warm. They have been raised in a culture where they hear songs with words like "Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow." and "White Christmas." I tried to explain that it's a culture thing that is not universal, but they wondered what you would say....... so I am asking. Of course, I want to know about everything else too, so you may as well report.
Neaksis -
I often wonder if you are shy, or just really busy. Of course, there are other considerations too. Some people don't like to type, and that is only one. Just wanted you to know we think about you, and pray for you right along with everyone else. I am still curious about your Television appearance, and would be interested in knowing more about it. I suppose curiosity is one of my trade marks - I have never grown out of wondering about things. I hope God is helping you daily, and that you have mostly happy days.
AW, it sounds like you won't be bored any time soon. What with the construction projects, and the kids, and writing to Aussie......... and everything.
We have not heard from your mum in a while, we hope she is doing well.
With all the Lindt, how do you keep from gaining weight? I have struggled with that, but am on my way back down. I still eat Lindt chocolate, but I am more careful about how much I eat.
These last few weeks have rough for me. Maybe I'll write about it.
Oh, and we cut Christmas trees too, maybe I can post a few photos.
We'll pray for you T&L. And I should make it very clear....... I didn't start my project until some time had gone by, and I was mostly pain free. I can't imagine concentrating during that first little while when you can barely manage do do anything that takes concentration.
Merry Christmas to Everyone !!
SS
Peeing in the backyard...
I'll have you all know that I may have saved the lives of several kitties by peeing in the backyard where the coyotes have been sleeping.
That was about a month ago!
But there's only been one "parted out" kitty in our backyard since then. I may need 2 do it again soon.
Don't inform the local authorities, please...
-ol' 2long
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The man has a way with words !
I think Neak wins for the most expression though.
SS
I don't think I ac2ally used "words" that night, though.
Hi SS!
How ya doin?
-ol' 2long
I am in recovery. Almost back to where I can sleep normally at night.
Maybe I'll just write the whole thing out - it may help reduce the stress.
The last three weeks have been kind of a blur. In more normal days, I spend my lunch hour on MB, and / or writing email to friends.
It started the week before Thanksgiving with the mail order computer going down. Our new United Parcel Service (UPS) rep came in and wanted to install an "upgrade" to UPS world ship. That's the program we use to print labels, and ship out packages. After we installed the upgrade, it ran slow. Well, not just slow, but ........ well, before, when we clicked "print" to print a label, it printed in less than 5 seconds. After the "upgrade," it would take over 4 minutes to print a label, and other operations were even slower than that. So, I reasoned the cheapest thing to try was more memory so as to speed up the computer it was running on. This was a Windows XP computer with only 512 meg of ram, so I upgraded 1.5 GB. After I installed the new memory, and turned it on, I could smell smoke, and then the screen went blank. Something in the mother board went south, and that was the end of it.
Purchased another computer, loaded everything on it, and got mail order up and running late that same day. Glad it went so well. Often it does not. Now it runs faster, but not as fast as before the "upgrade." Sometimes I wish programmers had to use their creations themselves.
The week after Thanksgiving, I was doing security upgrades on the accounting computer. Standard "Windows Update", nothing special. some of the security upgrades to Microsoft "Net" wouldn't install, and some of the knowledge base articles suggested running the "Windows installer cleanup utility." So, I ran it as instructed, then re-booted.
After the re-boot, it couldn't seem to find the operating system. I put in the Win XP CD to do a repair install, and it couldn't find anything to repair. Said the hard disk needed to be formatted, and did I want to do it now?
I did not - not if I ever wanted to recover anything from that hard drive..........
Thus began the recovery effort.
Used the recovery console to run various utilities, but nothing worked. CHKDSK ran to 50% and then said there were non recoverable errors on the disk and it quit.
Right along in here sometime (during the week or so it took me to get this all cleaned up) Bo (the store manager) called me at home early one morning, to tell me that the server that runs the Point of Sale (POS) system was down, and "could I come look at it? "
I'm not sure how close I came to a heart attack that morning. I don't think I want to know.
Came into work, and tried to start it up, but it was dead. Thought for a few minutes, and tried a different power supply.
BINGO !!
Glad that one was easy. What a blessing to have an easy one. Glad we keep a spare power supply on hand.
Continued working on the accounting computer.
Windows wouldn't install on a new hard drive. Tried over and over, but it crashed. Spend nearly two days on it. Thought it was a software detection problem during install.
Thought about it.
Tried different hard drive.
New drive cables.
Changed out the memory - and that was the problem.
Got windows installed. Get the backup, and begin restore of accounting files.
Main database file won't restore. Says "file is corrupted, cannot copy."
Go to another backup day, get same message.
Another - same message.
Think about it for a while.
Call local hard drive recovery company - get quote. Listen to "we don't promise we can recover anything, it just depends........."
Find utility on web, claims it can recover lost files on damaged disks. Free trial, so download it.
Non destructive find routine.......... good comments posted about it from other sources.
Run the recovery program, takes more than an hour to scan the disk.
Some of the accounting data files seem to be there. Copy them to the new hard drive.
Install Peachtree Accounting, replace the company data directory, and start up Peachtree.
Says the data files are not a recognized company.
Think some more. Pray some more.
Recover some of the files from the backup hard drive that are not corrupted, and add to the files recovered from damaged hard disk.
Pray some more (not kidding either)
Run accounting program, and it works, current to the day it crashed, with no loss of data. A few configuration problems, a few lost report formats, but no data lost.
Pray again, this time in gratitude.
Relax for the first time in days.
FYI, I had purchased spare hard drives ( a few months ago) for every major computer in the store with the intent of mirroring the drive, so as to have a immediate backup drive to restore data files to if I had a crash. Of course, I had not gotten to it yet, was planning it for after Christmas when it's slower.
I have no idea why the backup files were corrupt. I am using a external HD for that backup, and I think I will replace it with a different solution. I did a test backup and restore from it early on, and it worked just fine, but I have no confidence in it now.
Many vendors send "Close out" lists this time of year.
Things that are on sale because they didn't sell as many of them as they planned to, and they need to get rid of them before the spring stuff starts coming in to their warehouses. Spring stuff can come as early as late Dec.
Usually we only have a few days to look them over and purchase what we want before all the best of the list is gone. I have gotten 5 such lists in the last two weeks, and spent nearly all my time (after the computers were going again) pouring over past sales history trying to figure out what will sell, and what will not. Have made purchases totaling tens of thousands of dollars - finished writing the last one this morning.
I have also been building a fairly fast computer to give to the store manager for his Christmas bonus. He has been compiling photos for a book on hikes in Southern Utah, and he is on a really old and slow computer.
I put it all together last week but the motherboard was Dead On Arrival so I have returned it and am waiting for the replacement.
Weekends are usually busier than work this time of year, with less spare time on Sunday then any other day of my week. I think it is good for me to help others, so I keep trying. I decided that I would write you today after finishing the closeout order for Sierra Designs. I just finished it, so here I am. Saying I am busy feels like such a poor excuse for not writing. (to me at least.)
I suppose I should look at the bright side. I have not been bored this month - not even once.
It's hard to believe we are two weeks from Christmas. W and I try to purchase things early, but we never get all of it. There is still much to do.
We usually bake bread and give to our neighbors - since everyone usually gets lots of candy and those types of things.
I think we will be doing the bread next Monday evening.
Monday night we went to oldest son's house for Mexican food night. Most of the married kids with grandkids were there. We try to all get together at least one Monday a month. It rotates from house to house. My parents were there also, and got to see all the kids in one place.
Last Friday my dad called and wanted me to go to a lecture with him at lunch time. I went - and we went out to lunch after it. The lecture was about local boys who were called up to WWII . (Friday was the anniversary of the events of Pearl Harbor, and the entry of the US into the war.)
I enjoyed it despite being under the gun at work. It would not be wise to turn down an offer from Dad, not wise at all. I am thankful for all the time I get to spend with him.
We went out on Saturday and got a Christmas tree. Went nearly to Wolf Hole on the Arizona strip, and found a nice shaped one for both our daughters family and for us. I felt better after being out, I should probably go more often. (The strip is about 8 million acres of land cut off from the rest of Arizona by the Grand Canyon. It is easy for us to access, and hardly no one goes there.) It was cold, and there was snow on the ground, and in the air, but we had a great time. It is at a higher altitude than we are, so it is much colder, even though it is only about 40 miles away.
Most everyone here has been sick the last few weeks with some kind of bad cold. I have been lucky and avoided the worst of it. I noticed my head was a little stuffy, but I avoided the sore throat, and further complications.
We took some photos of our daughter and the new baby, but I forgot to bring them in so I could send a few along. The new baby was born Monday, Dec 3rd at about 7:00 am. 7lbs 14 oz, and 19 inches long. Both mother and baby are doing well.
When I was in first grade, it seemed like the time between Dec first, and Christmas day was about 7 1/2 years. Now it seems like about that many minutes.
One always hopes things will slow down a little bit. Who knows, maybe it will work this year. It would be helpful if it slowed down quite a bit, but I would settle for just a little bit.
Sorry for all the technical details. I notice it's easier to write about something that has consumed me for the last three weeks, so I did. I doubt if it's the best reading, so maybe I can repent and do better next time.
I think that sums it up -
How are you 2long?
SS
Whew!
SS, I thought it was going 2 be something BAD!
Well, having computers behave like that is bad enough, I suppose.
I know the part of Arid Zone you're referring 2. Pretty country. Makes me wish I wasn't cooped up in the city right now.
I'm doing okay. Realizing things I need 2 do 2 get some real intimacy back in2 our marriage. Ac2ally looking forward 2 some "experimenting" in that area - and I don't mean physical intimacy at all. That's next. We've still got goofy walls 2 dismantle after all this time.
There's been a lot of negativity of late on MB. I hope we can get past and above that. If you've missed it, count your blessings.
-ol' 2long
I guess I have missed most of the negative stuff. I don't feel bad about it.
It is interesting to work on our marriage, and see the results. I suppose when you look it in a detached sort of way (which is difficult when you also live in it, and have feelings invested) it is like any other experiment. You try things, and you see what the results are. Of course, you also go to work, and you eat, and sleep, and do your household chores, and so on, and so on. I think one of the things Harley is trying to say with his materials, is that we need to put our marriage higher on our list, and think about it more, and work on it more often.
It has gotten to be more fun for me, and there is more success, and more closeness. I am happy I found this place. Of course, I have met such nice people too, and that is a real plus.
SS
Son got our tree up from the basement, standing, and almost lighted Sunday. It's still standing there - leaning slightly. And most of the lights have quit working. It's a prelit tree. I am GROSSLY unhappy. Fortunately, it's not decorated.
I figured out the light problem but I have bigger news!!!!
[color:"blue"]I read, on another thread, that Aussie is headed home. [/color]
Anyhoo, hi 2long and SS, even if I need to wash my eyes out now. SS, you know very well I remember that McManus passage. It brings back bad memories for me too - I feel Mr. Sweeney's pain. And how glad I am you got your computer problems straightened out, eventually.
Rella, what is your news? Besides the lights?
I have a new Dervishism. Told Mom if she didn't post it, I would.
He ended up at Mom's for a visit today, which is a story in and of itself. It was either that, or take him into an office building, in near-freezing weather, wearing a Tshirt, thin pajama shorts, little scrawny bare legs, and black cowboy boots.
To save me the public humiliation, Mom took him for me. Shortly into the visit, Mom warned him that he was supposed to be good. "I know," he chirped, "Auntie tole me if I was not good you would hit me with your crotches."
"Crutches," Mom replied tersely, "Crutches!"
Hey, Neak, have your chickadees read any of the Junie B Jones books?
I have, they are just starting some of them recently here. Of course they like them.
I am GROSSLY unhappy.
Does that mean you are unhappy 144 times?
144 lights?
Give me a hint?
And.......... don't hit me for teasing you.
So glad you figured out the light problem. That's always good. The bigger news is that Aussie is heading home? The blue threw me for a minute. I thought it was part of your sig line, until I read it again. That is good news for sure. I hope AW gets all the constructions stuff cleaned up before he gets there. She can just put in all in a big truck and park it around the corner, out of sight.
SS
Hi CC !!
My twins wanted to ask you how it feels having Christmas when it's warm.
SS, it's a little unreal. Actually there isn't much of a Xmas Spirit, it's more of a relaxed summer holiday spirit. Schools end mid december and start in march, EVERYONE takes a month's holiday either in january or in february and many families go away for the whole summer! usually it is very hot but not this year.
Most families get together Xmas Eve for dinner, there are fireworks at 12 pm, and presents are opened after midnight. The 25th is a quiet day. It is one of the 5 days a year that everything is closed. We have Santa the same as you, fake snow (usually cotton), etc.
It's over as fast as it comes. And the New Year is similar only there are many parties which last all night and breakfast on the beach is traditional... The 1st is also a day when everything is closed but people are already starting their serious holidays, concentrating on the beach, staying out late etc.
We have a long coastline where people go for the holidays, and one of the best seaside resorts in the whole geographic area called Punta del Este. Holidays are a very important and serious issue here, not like work...
It's different, for sure.
Well, the trees lights were not all plugged in so that problem can be fixed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Now, I just need to get out the decorations.
That sounds so interesting...we almost never have snow on Christmas, but it's cold, anyway.
Right now it's 36, not bad, but the predicted low was 37, and it's just barely after 10pm. Tomorrow it will be rainy, which means that ~somewhere~ there will be snow.
42 and light rain here at present
Supposed to get down to 33 tonight.
G'night
Our internet was down forEVER after a power outage. We still have not fixed the router successfully, but my computer (the important one) is plugged in directly now.
Another adventure today.
Grandpa fainted outside Wal Mart, right in front of the store. He was tired when we finished getting his Christmas presents for the family, so I left him with the cart and went to get the car from the other side of the parking lot.
I got back to find him leaning over the cart and looking unhealthy, hurried over to him, and was fortunately holding him when he went out. Thus I was able to ease him to the ground without injury.
When he came to, some nice people helped me put him in the car, seated on the material I had hastily thrown down to protect the seat. As we drove away, he said grumpily, "It just figures that I would land in the only puddle around."
I didn't have the heart to tell him there was a reason that was the only puddle around. And that I could think of another, much more apt, term than "puddle", though spelled similarly.
Got him home and cleaned up, and he has been fine. Neaksis is going to help me exercise him to build up his strength, since we seem to have passed his limits today.
All's well that ends well.
Except for the person who gets stuck with the laundry.
( <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <--- Poor Neak)
The other good news is the next rain storm is here, so they didn't even have to worry about washing the [color:"yellow"] PIDDLE [/color] I mean puddle away.
Praise be that someone invented the automatic washing machine. Fortunately, most of us are lucky enough to not have to beat our laundry against the stones on the riverbank.
Here I was just thinking that at last The Sad Saga of OtherSusan the Stupid was going to fade into the misty past and be forgotten and we're back on the first page again! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
It's been 1 wk. of my 6 wks. on crutches and I'm going nuts already. At least I get this stupid splint off tomorrow and a walking boot--even though I'm not allowed to actually
walk on it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But I'll be able to scratch, and to loosen it up as the day progresses and my foot swells. All I can say is that this surgery had better work or OtherSusan will be Very Annoyed.
t&l
Tell you what, I am existing in 'very annoyed' these days. I'll keep you company. Have cold that has become sinus infection - what a lovely thing to have at Christmastime.
Fade? Hah! We may occasionally go on business trips all at the same time, but we always come home after a few days.
It is unknown who invented the first electric washer c. 1908, but I would thank their great-grandchildren if I could.
Hope you feel better, Rella. Sounds icky.
Seriously!!!
And the great grand children of the woman who invented the tampon.
However, I do think that, if God was female, we would have better designing for portions of our bodies.
Merry Christmas, and may you all find at least part of your dreams this next year.
SS
Oh, and Thanks CC, I love learning about how things are done around the world, and I think the twins are as curious as I am.
Since we are expressing thanks for inventions -
Thanks to God for inventing prayer. Were it not for that one, I don't believe I would still inhabit this earth.
T&L, be careful on the stairs.
SS
SS--Thank you so much. Neak and Jack will probably be the first to utilize it, since I'm not much for camping these days--as if I'm much for camping when I'm not on crutches! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> And yes, I'm very careful on the stairs. Getting better at it, and the walking boot that I can't walk on is a big help--much more comfortable and I'm able to balance better...but it's still 16 steps to the bottom of the stairs and I'm VERY careful not to fall. It's a lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-ong way down. My husband bought me a little refrigerator <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> and put it in my room, and filled some empty bookshelves with food, so I don't actually have to go downstairs at all most of the time, which is a big help. I wouldn't have spent the extra money, seeing as we're very poor now that I'm on disability, but it was a lovely, thoughtful gesture, nevertheless. The gracious, speechless Clam...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Glad Mr TNL is taking care of you.
Glad you are feeling better.
Glad God invented prayer.
Glad I am feeling better. Started my antibiotics last night - timing is about right. Hope I'm on top of everything by Saturday.
Merry Christmas to the Neak Family!
Give that mother of yours something really cool this year, won't you? (I'm sure she still has enough coal left over from all those other years, anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />)
Merry Christmas to you too, Cinderella! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Merry Christmas from Merry Minstrels at the CastleTo see something, the likes of which may never again come your way, click on the link above.
Ah yes, wait till you see what that mother of ours is getting....... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> (Hint: it's not coal.)
And Merry Christmas to Josie...it took me a minute to figure out who you were - I was not aware of the name change. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I am both lazy (and busy), so instead of retelling it, I have swiped the description of the infamous Christmas Play from an email I sent. How I wish you could all have been there!
For one reason and another, I had not had a chance to make the Princess' French chocolate cookies. Not wanting her to be without a yummy treat for her display, I took the dough up to bake there, right before the program. (They were doing Christmas Around the World, and I guess the Princess didn't realize that Germany has all the best cookies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> )
I went as fast as I could, but also had to set up the book display the best I could. Next thing I knew, the play was starting and I was nowhere near done. I stood right outside the kitchen to watch the play, just ducking back in every now and again to check the cookies.
The bad thing about those things is they had to be dipped in powdered sugar after they baked. So I was trying to do that really fast, wearing a deep red shirt and black skirt, and regretting that I had already taken my apron off so I would be ready to play the piano during the offering.
Well, the inevitable happened. Just before I had to go and stage up front on the other side of the church, a cookie flew through the air and landed on my shoulder, dumping powdered sugar all the way down to my ankles as it rolled.
In my haste to dash to the bathroom and get cleaned up, then race to the front of the church, I forgot I still had a batch of cookies in the oven. By the time I remembered, it was too late to go and get them myself. At last I managed to get a message to the teacher while I was playing (hope nobody was listening to that part - unlike Mom, I do not play and talk very well together), who told Neaksis, who fixed it all for me.
It was a good thing, since after I started playing the offertory, they discovered they did not have anything, and could not find anything, to take up the offering in. So I ended up playing forever, instead of about 3 minutes.
The rest of the evening went smoothly, the play was ADORABLE!!!, and I don't think too many people noticed the waves of hatred emanating from the Virgin Mary (the Princess) as she held her infant tenderly and watched Val, aka Gloria, take center stage for a stunning solo.
Then, while I was signing books, a lady came over and asked if she could borrow my pen to copy a recipe. I watched as she went back across the room and copied down our French cookie recipe from our display, without having any idea it was ours. Well that made me happy all right. And when I went home, I still had powdered sugar on my shoes.
Hm-m-m-m-m-mph. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> It's probably some sort of
pre-coal[/b] that I have to turn into coal MYSELF before I can use any of it.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Hey, wait a minute! Where'd you get that much decaying vegetable and animal detritus, anyway? I'm on crutches, doofus. Just keep your dead stuff and make your
own coal! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I'll come over when you're ready to make the fire...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It's probably some sort of pre-coal that I have to turn into coal MYSELF before I can use any of it.
I was thinking it was probably a shovel of some sort, so you could take care of all that coal you already have from past Christmas's. But the stuff to make the coal with?...that'll work too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hope you have a wonderful Christmas, thunder&lightening! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
And a speedy recovery as well.
Merry Christmas to you, too, Weaver, and thanks for the good wishes. I am getting better, but until I can actually put weight on my foot I won't know if the surgery was a success. Yesterday the Dr. cut 2 wks. off my crutch time, and I'll get to try walking on January 10. Exciting, a little bit scary, and only 3 wks. away! And boy will I have strong arms by then! Or I will have broken my fool neck falling down the stairs to the first story of the house. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> It is unclear at this point which scenario will be followed... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
We have an office pool going on. I put my money on falling down the stairs, with only posterior bruises.
If you kids had been on the ball, you would have put in one of the elevator chairs on the stairway for her.
Or at the very least some kind of pulley device that wrapped around her bottom and gently lifted her up them. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Or a gurney on a pulley.
I mean really, Neak!
I'd go crazy if I couldn't walk. I'd definitely be on some kind of mind nummers.
Ah, the spontaneously-offered, overflowingly-compassionate love of children for the mother who gave them life... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> At its tender expression, I find my heart is strangely warmed.
Oops. Never mind. Turns out I just dropped a lit match on my bathrobe. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Ah yes, wait till you see what that mother of ours is getting....... (Hint: it's not coal.)
I was wondering if it was a motorized wheelchair that can climb stairs.
A motorcycle might work, if there was a place upstairs to turn around. OF course, she would need to make sure she only put her "good" foot down when she stopped. I recommend a helmet too - safety first, I always say.
Hi Josie - did I miss something? Is there a thread about your name change, or ???
This last is just because I am curious.
Loved the story about the play.
We had our annual Church Christmas dinner and program on Tues, and I was drafted to be MC. Oh well, at least they didn't want me to sing.
It's always fun to get together with friends and neighbors.
Cinderella,
Everyone here has been sick too. I didn't get it nearly as bad as the rest of them though, for witch I am grateful.
I hope you get feeling better soon.... before Christmas day.
SS
Hi Josie - did I miss something? Is there a thread about your name change, or ???
This last is just because I am curious.
Long story, nothing interesting. Started on a "fun" thread, and then I decided I wanted a new name for my new life. Nobody wants to call me anything but weaver, though so I'll change it back.
SS, please have a very, very wonderful Christmas with your wife and family! I have to run to leave meet Paige and continue onto Disney World so won't be back on until week after next.
I am so excited that we are taking her to Disney World, SS! I just can't WAIT to see her. Did I tell you that she just got all A's again on her second report card? And voted student of the month????? A record turn around!
Merry Christmas to all!
Maybe I should have gotten a fire extinguisher instead.
The chair is a great idea, but since we would have to make it ourselves it would mostly be plywood, baling wire, and a bit of PVC pipe.
The wrapping frenzy has started. The Dervish just brought me a carefully wrapped, strangely shaped small package. "Just put it under the tree," I told him carelessly. "I'll open it on Christmas."
"You'd better open it now," he giggled. Hee hee hee. "It will be ringing soon."
Sigh. Thump forehead. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And you're sure it's the 2 older children you want to come and visit me for a day or so? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Some wiseacre just called me, for the sole purpose of seeing if my Christmas present would ring.
And it did. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I, of course, have not the faintest idea what wiseacre she could possibly be talking about, not being personally acquainted with any, you understand... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
~Ring~
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
You gotta love it!!
One of the grand sons is learning to talk.
So far, He has two favorite words.
Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy - Candy -
And
Outside (he points to the door) Outside - Outside - Outside.
He's not a dervish at all.
Yet.
Ss
Am feeling much better.
Yesterday, in desperation, we went to the nearest mall. We looked at Victoria's Secret, Louis Vuiton, and Tiffany's. We brought home with us nothing for which we had gone - we brought home a loaf of sourdough bread. We did, however try on necklaces at Tiffany's. You know, trying on a $52,000.00 necklace will make you feel MUCH better!!!!!
You know, trying on a $52,000.00 necklace will make you feel MUCH better!!!!!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> For that price, you'd better never get sick again!
SS, children do things like that only to make their parents look bad. He COULD have learned how to say "orange", or "tofu", and reflected well on his progenitors, but noooooOOOOOOoooooooo. It has to be candy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> The 'outside' part is cute at least, as long as he doesn't just need to go to the bathroom. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The 'outside' part is cute at least, as long as he doesn't just need to go to the bathroom.
He's still in diapers. You made me laugh though.
I think he says "Candy" because his grandma keeps candy on the book case for when the grand kids visit. He picked up on that really quick. It's leftover Halloween candy, soon to be replaced by leftover Christmas candy.
At lest he's not on crutches.
SS
I wish all of you had the money to buy the $52,000 necklace. I doubt if any of you would, but I wish you had the money.
That could retire some debt. I could make a real dent in it.
SS
So could I. Reality is that I will never own a $52,000 necklace. Heaven knows I could use the money to retire a lot of debt.
Right now, I'm still not in the Christmas mood.
I did get the tree finished yesterday. It's beautiful. Haven't finished the Christmas cards. I quit shopping. I've done the children and they have gift for their father. I am going to get my mom something after Christmas. I know of something to get The Diplomat. That's it.
Part of Christmas for the children was tickets to see A Tuna Christmas. I've seen it before. It's hysterical. Quite a few 4 letter words but so so so so funny. 22 characters in the play - and only 2 actors.
Another chunk of Christmas (and their birthdays) were good seats for Spamalot which we don't see until February.
So, it's Saturday night.....tomorrow is Sunday......the next day is Christmas Eve. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
My phones have worked only sporadically for a couple of days. Nothing this evening.....not even at the test jack outside. With a NEW corded phone that I went out to buy - just to check the lines.
The automated system for the phone company said they didn't find a problem on their lines and that they would have to charge me if the problem was in the house.
It may be 24-48 hours before they can get to me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It's Monday afternoon and I have phone service!!!
Whoever thought it up--I like the Aisle of Love and Joy... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />I am glad you liked it......I just thought it suited the season! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Click here for Merry Christmas Greetings from the Princess and Her Minstrels <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Tuesday, December 25th 2007, 4:00 AM
Karen Zautyk Carroll/News
Karen Zautyk
It was cold in the stable that night, and the animals were huddled together for warmth. The cows and the oxen and the donkeys. And one little lamb.
Sad, scrawny little lamb, born lame and frail. Too frail to be out with the flock in the fields. The shepherds had carried it into the stable, where it would be safe from the wind and the wolves, for both the wolves and the wind came down from the hills with a fierceness in the wintertime.
The lamb had food and shelter, but that was not enough. It was lonely. Separated from its mother, it felt unloved. The other animals tried to be kind, but they had no time. During the day, they were busy working: The cows had milk to make, the oxen had earth to plow, and the donkeys had carts to pull.
At night, they were all very tired. They'd feed upon the fodder, and then go right to bed. None would talk, none would play. None would even sing a lullaby to a lamb that needed comfort. Every night the lamb would cry, and be told to hush, for its bleats disturbed their sleep.
Thus, that night, the lamb cried without making a sound, as it had learned to do. And it looked at the strangers who were sharing the stable. At the man, who held the woman's hand and spoke to her so softly. And especially at the woman, who spoke not at all.
Huddled together, the animals slept, and eventually the lamb slept, too. And the night was silent.
But then, in the darkest hour, there was no more darkness and no more silence. There was the cry of a baby. And the stable shone with the brightest of lights and there were voices ringing in the air.
The animals, shaken from their dreams, were frightened. They stamped their hooves and tossed their heads and made their frightened-animal noises, but the light was so lovely and the voices so beautiful, it wasn't long before they quieted and began to lose their fear.
And when the light had dimmed to a glow and the voices were only an echo, there in their manger, they saw the baby, and their eyes went wide with wonder. The animals murmured but would not approach until the woman beckoned. Then, one by one, the beasts came forward. All, that is, except the lamb, which was only a baby itself and still terribly afraid. Forgotten by the others, it trembled in a corner and tried to hide beneath the hay.
But the baby in the manger was trembling, too. The cold of the night had returned, and the baby had started to shiver. When the animals saw this, they huddled closer about the crib.
The man took off his cloak and made a blanket of it, but the cloak was thin and threadbare and provided little warmth.
The woman held the baby to her breast. He shivered still, and she began to weep.
And the lamb, which knew what weeping meant, lifted itself from the hay. Though it was still afraid, it left its hiding place. It made its way among the legs of the bigger beasts, until it stood beside the woman, and it laid its head against her knee.
And the softest of hands reached down and stroked its wool.
And the gentlest of hands picked it up and tucked it into the manger straw, and tucked the baby in beside it, and covered them both with the cloak. The baby snuggled near, and smiled, and closed his eyes.
And the lamb was very glad it had learned to cry without making a sound. Because it was crying now and didn't want to wake the child.
But the lamb wasn't crying because it was sad. It was crying because, at last, it didn't feel alone. Or afraid. Or unloved.
Then the lamb closed its eyes, too. And the woman sang a lullaby.
Zautyk, a member of the Daily News Editorial Board, wrote this for her father, John, who was never too busy or too tired to tell his child a bedtime story.
kzautyk@nydailynews.com
Now THAT story is a wonderful gift to give your Dad. I think the personal things like that are just the best, of course as kids you think its the toy or laptop or whatever you have been wanting lol, but thats kids for you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I do hope you all had a wonderful Christmas Day!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I got up late this morning at about 8.40am and stumble out into the kitchen and there in the lounge room are the 5 boys, Aussie, my Dad, Jonnie, JJ and Mikey at dads feet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ..... watching the Boxing Day Test against India .... well Mikey was playing with some of Christmas toys .. but what a sight .... the first four still look a tad wee bit under the weather <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> and a shave wouldn't hurt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> and feeding Mikey wouldn't have hurt either <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> of course if looking out of their eyes is anything like they appear from my point of view then maybe its better they didn't attempt anything that complicated <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
of course if looking out of their eyes is anything like they appear from my point of view then maybe its better they didn't attempt anything that complicated
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm stuffed, and not metaphorically, either! I had surgery just before Thanksgiving, and again just before Christmas, and was unfortunately, therefore, unable to assist in the food preparation. You don't think they suspect anything yet, do you? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Good planning, T&L. Well done.
Well a very merry christmas I hope was had by all.
Yes my boys did all look very rough this morning, though it was cute to see Mikey with his dad. I want more grandchildren, I want more great grandchildren, I feel AW needs to be a grandmother, I want a breeding program <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I'm sure that if AW had thought of such a GOOD reason not to do any cooking she would have tried to arrange something <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
She did the usual panic and cooked for the whole bleeding regiment again, pity they are't coming over to eat it all.
However we had a 6 kg turkey and the boys ate nearly the whole thing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
But T&L I think that was a very very good reason NOT to be drawn into Operation Christmas cooking!! How clever!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
As for myself, I have always been of the opinion that it is the time of the year for the men to show how manly they are and take control and save me from feming up christmas lunch and dinner, THAT would of course mean no beer during lunch, just wine <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
And again this year they came through, putting the turkey in the webber on time and and it turned out very nice indeed, though I did have to write the instructions down, very carefully such as " spoon out some butter onto the chopping board DO NOT DIP YOUR HANDS INTO THE CONTAINER AND SCOOP IT OUT and spread over the turkey - yes even the bottom bit " amd yes they STILL asked me if they had to do this <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
but then I didn't have to do much more as either AW, or Liz or Hayley did everything else, I could get used to this!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW's mum
Whoa......I had a panic there....AW mum......I thought you said you wanted more GRANDCHILDREN!!! I didn't know how AW would feel about that. More besides Mikey!!
(TNL, did you know you were just a bit 'randy' in Australian slang. One meaning for that term that refers, here, to having a very full tummy doesn't mean the same thing there. However, I am sure that it was taken in good stride....we are mostly Americans so I am sure our kind Aussie friends would have interpreted it generously and in keeping with our terminology. )
Ahem. The first surgery's on-going healing process precludes any stuffing of that nature, thank you very much. Besides, I refuse to be held hostage to odd misapplications of the English language originating in far-away places! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
LOL! That is the spirit! It's their fault if they don't know what you mean, right!?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
One last video for the day.........
Feliz Navidad
Oh I don't know T&L ... I sort of like the Australian interpretation myself!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
As for my MOTHERS opinions on breeding 'HAH!!!!" of course I feel that all my sisters have not done their full duty yet so in that case its perfectly ok <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> mum get on their case ... I'll help nag if you want <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Now as for my babies having babies, well that has some attraction of course <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> however Liz's opinion after being in the ED recently has changed markedly. Something to the effect of 'Not without DRUGS!!!" lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hayley and JJ ... Hmmmmm now theres a possibility ... except HE keeps changing the subject ... typical .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
AW - It was good to hear from mum. I can't wait till my sons have babies. My niece is pregnant, and sis and I are going to steal the baby from the hospital just so that she can rest.
Hi Believer
Hope you had a great Christmas. It would be nice for my son to give me a grandchild don't you think? Triplets? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think Hayley just fainted lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Oh I don't know T&L ... I sort of like the Australian interpretation myself!!
Not if you'd been operated on where
I was operated on! I know Aussies are tough, but REALLY! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Without accidents, there would not be nearly as many grandchildren.
I have finally gotten my wee darlings quieted down, now that I am ready to have a nervous breakdown. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Plus I keep typing down as 'dwon' and retyping it wrong, and retyping it wrong again. Guees some sleep would be in order.
Well I made an ecard for yall and sent it to myself, but it never arrived. So I tried, I love you anyway, and Merry Christmas to every single one of you, dear friends. (And dear family, too.)
Argh! There is still one child awake!!!!! I'm sure I heard her coughing, heh heh.
So Mom got birds for Christmas. Really they are just refugees from the Dervish and his Issues. I miss their lieelt chirping noises, but they don't miss the Dervish. Not even a little bit. But she has a birthday coming up soon, so the gifts are not done yet.
20 minutes left of Christmas, enjoy it all. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Without accidents, there would not be nearly as many grandchildren.
Or children, as you, a survivor of the Saga, should well know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. I sent you an email. What are you doing up anyway? I'm nuts. What's
your excuse?
Merry Christmas to all!
I spent saturday and sunday in the hospital with my mother who had some kind of infection... the doctor and I didn't agree but luckily the antibiotics worked for whatever it was and monday she was feeling and looking much better and allowed to go home. In the meantime I had to prepare for Xmas eve dinner for the family, so I've been a little busy and had no time to wish you all great holidays.
Luckily it's over for a couple of days anyway. My niece and her husband are visiting for 10 days arriving the 28th so something will have to be done for the New Year!
I hope 2008 will be a great year for all!
CC I am so glad your mum is ok now no matter what it was.
Hope the rushed Xmas all worked out as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
T&L got your email and will reply soon as domestic bliss eases up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The time diff still gets me all mixed up .... lets see ... if its Thursday 12.10am here then its about Wed 7.10am there isn't it? ok so that means Wed 1.46am there means we are 17 hours ahead so thats 6.45pm ... I was cooking dinner for the crew of sodden blokes and tipsy women, 3 of which thought the 'chicken was nice' .... we had sausages and salad <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ........ my excuse is much more excusable than yours T&L lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neak got your lovely ecard but when I tried to return one to you the server firewalls blocked it!! drat and blast .. but I will find a way to get around that. Or get on the phone to the army guy and sniffle, it works sometimes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> anything to shut the woman up lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
we are up late cause the men want to watch a doco movie on the Kokoda trail battle in WW2 ... I mean I would have thought ... no scratch that .... what do I know? well I suppose we should be lucky they let us watch it with them shouldn't we? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
The Other Side of Mount RushmoreSaw this somewhere else and it amused me.
t&l
Not all the children are asleep yet, and the ones that are, haven't been for long. Talk about a nervous breakdown in a box! I am about to kick all of them in their Mount Rushmores...
Nothing accomplished, and as tired as if I had actually done something.
They are quiet, after yet another night of losing their chance of Christmas stockings in the morning (Santa is just too tired, ok????) and being told that if I heard one more peep out of them, the peeper would not get a stocking at all. Even the Dervish subsided immediately at that.
The Princess came up with a good one today.
At Wal Mart, in the automotive section, she was sitting in the waiting area reading a teeny-bopper magazine and expounding at length on which mascara was the #1 in America. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
"Mom, what is s-a-t-i-n? It's Satan, right?"
*Snort* at the mental pictures she must have had.
You meanie!!! Withholding stockings from your children - Christmas stockings!!!!! So, are the going to be New Year's Stockings!!!
(actually, that's a good idea)
When you have a Dervish, you learn to use the tools that work! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I have a dervish. So far, I haven't strung him up by his little toes. I have used all sorts of creative techniques.
He went through a spell where he yelled at me. A LOT. This was not acceptable. So, every time he yelled at me, I would tell him I couldn't hear him. But, I said, if you stood on the coffee table in the den while you yelled at me, I might be able to hear you. He couldn't figure that one out. The few times he got up there, he would realize this was silly and he would start laughing and get down.
One day, he was so upset, he got up there and started yelling. I knew it wasn't about me....it was about him being upset about something and he needed help dealing with it but he had to calm down first. So, I sat down and listened till he got through yelling.
When he was over, I asked him to sit beside me and we would talk about it. So, he sat down and we talked about it and worked it out. He never really needed to yell like that again.
Now, he is fourteen and ornery.....like 14 year old boys often are. So, we are dealing with disrespect instead of that sort of anger. And we will get through this, too.
Still no stockings. Dervish lying down for some time, but yakking up a storm. Santa is too tired. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Oh, I got sidetracked and didn't say hi to Mum when she visited. Hi Mum!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Neak, hope you got a good night's sleep.
TNL, hope you continue to heal well.
AW, hope those men don't eat you out of house and home.
Everyone, I will be leaving soon for a diplomatic mission to the Far Kingdom where I will be seeing The Diplomat. I will be gone until next year. (That sounds like such a long time when it will only be about 4-5 days.)
Until then, as the song says, "....Love and joy come to you".
Happy New Year!!!
Oh dear the poor Dervish ..... he's going to have ladders long enough to fit on a fire engine in those stockings before he gets them!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Just remember you are not allowed to wrap the Dervish in the stocking <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> ............. meanwhile I'm having the 'joy' of trying to get Mikey to sleep while his dad is being a right pain in the **** encouraging him to get out of bed and play with him!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I'm not sure who is actually the little boy right now! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Cinders have a great New Years and wonderful trip as well........ all the best to the Diplomat as well.
Heh heh, I say slip them both a double dose of Nyquil....the nighttime sniffling sneezing coughing stuffy head ache fever so YOU can rest medicine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
The kiddies finally got their stockings filled last night. It's only the 29th, and they made it!
Also, happy birthday to the Princess, who is now 9. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Princess: When do I get to start wearing makeup?
Correct answer: When your beauty starts to fade.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Glad to hear the kiddies got their stockings filled. Nyquil must be like Liquid Panadol for children <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> mothers blessings ........ though my sister made me promise to really only use it when Mikey is actually sick .. drat <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Princess: When do I get to start wearing makeup?
Correct answer: When your beauty starts to fade.
Now that is the best answer I have EVER heard !! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> ...Mum said she wishes she had thought of that when we pushed her on the issue ..... wayyyyyyy back then lol.
I didn't have to fight DD on that one Neak, it was the other way around .. "WHEN are going to dress like a young lady instead of a army recruit ????? !!!! " I don't think she owned a dress until she was 17. Then she went from that to man magnet on stage <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Quoting from her fathers comment on her and the other two's latest outfit for the concert " Those are NOT dresses they are tea towels" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ... except his version included a loy of naughty words!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
Hey we are going to the Zoo for New years!! A whole bunch of us with husbands and significant others from the base, it will be fun. I sort of worry about Aussie and his mates like Bazza and Waz deciding it would be fun to hunt something though .... I mean I still have to live in this city <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> But the girls are doing a concert so I told him he had to behave .... and mum told him too ... and Bazza and Waz. ....... so theres a chance at least <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Psssst Neaksis .... did you get some drums for the Dervish ??? lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
though my sister made me promise to really only use it when Mikey is actually sick
I could live with that, as long as
I got to determine the definition of "actually sick"!
t&l
T&L that is the sort of thinking I like!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Either I'm getting really old or Mikey is getting way more active than I remembered the other kids being at his age!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
7.00am in comes the whirlwind and DIVES into the middle of the bed and then starts using the both of us to drive his little trucks on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> ......... with sound effects <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I am having to laugh and laugh and laugh. I have been copying and pasting my story from the Fog Thread into Word, and changing the names back from our MB pseudonyms. (Since everybody knows who I am, does that make it a pseudopseudonym?)
Well I used that handy little "replace" feature, idly wondering if it would even change those letter combinations in words. Turns out, it does.
"Pajamas" became "PJackamas".
"Majority" became "MJackority".
But the killer came when I read about how I had softly tiptoed my way onto MB for a quick post. "Sneak" became "SNoni", lolololololol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*smacks forehead*
Neak, are you ok? Something tells me there is a ripple.....and, no, I am not psychic. Just intuitive. Sometimes. But, sometimes, I don't get anything right.
Nothing A-related. I am having lots of boy trouble though.
For example, yesterday the boys were fighting. I didn't see whatever happened first, but while I was standing right there talking to them, lookin at them, Mr. C grapped the barrel of the telescope (which they had taken apart <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> ) and pinned the Dervish to the ground with it. Meanwhile the Dervish is lying there screaming. Whatever he had just done was not very nice, either.
They are both being violent and noncompliant, worse during vacation. And battling their bedtime till late at night, leaving me very tired. I wouldn't be nearly as tired if I gave up and let them have their way, but I think we all know my opinion of that idea. (Wrong, but sounds tempting, lol.)
With AJ back on the road after 3 months, their behavior is much worse even than usual at this point, but on the bright side I have a lot more time to deal with them, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Anyway, I am hanging in there. If this keeps up I will duct tape all the kids to the wall, then they will be hanging in there, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
One of the things I have done before is a mutual time-out which they controlled.
I would have both children sit on the couch at the same time. Neither child could get up until the other could and they both had to agree that they could both get up but they could not go back to the same behavior that had landed them there.
One book I read that I have used successfully is 1-2-3 Magic by Phelan. Don't know how much it might help some of these things but I have used it successfully to deal w/ arguing w/ me and w/ whining.
Happy New Year everybody!!!!!
The kids were decent this evening, even staying up till midnight. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Rella, the couch idea sounds like a good one, and would have worked well for them once upon a time not that long ago. Now once they start escalating their violence the only way to stop it is to separate them widely. I can be standing right there, and if they can reach each other they will keep on clobbering and kicking till I restrain them. There is no fear of consequences, even though there are consequences.
I'll have to see if the library has that book - it might have some helpful suggestions. Also hopefully soon they will be able to get into counselling directed at their particular issues.
Well Mr. C is finally starting to settle down, so I might be able to go to bed soon.
Happy 2008 to all my friends here.
I was going to ask you why you were still awake 1-1/2 hrs. after you were almost too sleepy to drive home, but then you answered me at end of your post. Rock him to sleep, dearie. You've got some substantial rocks outside your house. One of them will do nicely. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Happy New Year to all and to all a good night.
t&l
I'm up guarding the electronic portals of learning. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Pretty sure he's asleep now and not just lying down.
My modem for my computer is an external modem. It is mine. I paid for it. I pay for the internet service. If I want to take the modem to work with me, I do so. If I want to take the mouse to my room - or the keyboard - when I go to bed at night, I do so. It's your computer. Secure it. If it's a desktop, it's pretty useless w/ out the keyboard or modem or mouse. If it's a laptop, get a suitcase or something for it - something you can lock.
T&L - special thanks to woman power tonight - it really warmed my heart to see your post in defense of all believers on another thread. I think Jesus is pleased when we are kind to each other regardless of sectarian differences.
Thank you, KaylaAndy. And here I've been sitting around wondering how guilty I should feel for the temporary release of my inner snark. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> But it makes my hackles rise to see people lectured and hectored because they don't instantaneously prostrate themselves at the edifice of another's Bible interpretations, and then have their bashing signed off with a statement of Christlike love. I'm more into the hit-and-run style of witnessing, myself. You answer a question, bring up an idea, present a concept--and then move on, letting the Spirit Himself do the teaching and persuading in His own good time. I've found it much more effective than the steamroller, personally...
t&l
p.s. That's always been why I won't put a "Honk if you love Jesus" bumper sticker on my car. I'd always be afraid they were really honking at my driving, and my bumper sticker about loving Jesus would become just a bad joke.
Well, I tightened the parental controls on the computer tonight. Checked son14's history and bookmarks.
The good news is he's decided he might be interested in girls. Up to now, they have merely been humans to him....know what I mean <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ? They have merely existed. They hadn't been discovered yet.
Well, the bad news is, some of those things I found were not 'wholesome'!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Neak, just see what you have to look forward to?
Last night I dreamed that I was killing sleeping velociraptors by biting through their spinal columns.
I have got to get my teeth grinding problem fixed!
Neaksis
M&M and Oreos can have medicinal purposes. At my house, sometimes, the sick are allowed to order such foods and have them offered inasmuch as they seem to have some curative powers.
Rella! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> No mother should have to go through that - poor thing, have some chocolate!!!
We have everything but barbed wire on our electronics, with just a few holes.
The laptop goes on standby if it gets shut, but if left open has been used for 'shooting games' in the middle of the night.
My computer goes on standby if left unattended for 3 minutes or so. But if the kids leave on a full-screen game, it won't go on standby automatically, and can be accessed in the middle of the night. Fortunately, I am usually the last one on it.
Grandpa's TV only has my allowed channels, plus is only operatioinal between the hours of 9am and 10:30 pm. This is for GP as much as for the kids. So during those hours they sneak in there and turn the sound almost off, but there is not much objectionable they can watch after I got done filtering the channels.
Our TV goes on standby after 4 hours and you have to have a code to even watch Sesame Street.But if Mr. C gets up in the middle of the night (which does happen) sometimes the 4 hours hasn't expired yet, and he can watch. (The other morning I got up way before daylight and surprised him watching some dumb cartoon where the main character was getting in trouble for obeying his evil imaginary friend - great. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ) We try to remember to push the manual standby button, but aren't always coherent when we turn it off. (Mom can verify that I usually get to watch the first 5 minutes of any moviezzzzzzzzzzz.)
The DVD/video player is not locked, so it sees plenty of illicit use, but who wants to watch Veggie Tales 20 times in the middle of the night? (Well maybe I know the answer to that question.)
So things are as secure as I can make them without advanced technology, except I still need to remember to change the settings on the laptop so it goes to sleep automatically. Thanks for reminding me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Good Thread -
Entertainment value 8 / 10
Humor 8 / 10
Shock Value 10 / 10
I can identify with it 10 / 10
Bet you made CC chuckle 8 / 10
Most people probably won't believe it 10 / 10
Our Christmas tree is still up, but I don't think I can stall past tomorrow morning. ( W wants it out!) We'll enjoy the lights tonight though.
Read what you wrote about your boys fighting Neak. Sigh, the memories that came back. I could tell you stories, but I probably won't.
Happy new year to everyone. At least I hope it's mostly happy.
SS
The '12 Days of Christmas' don't start until Christmas Day. So, they don't end until 01/06. So, I give you permission to stall.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Welcome back, SS. Where you bean?
I couldn't give it a 10 out of ten for humor because real life intrudes sometimes, and it can be harsh. We use humor to make it more livable, but there are often things I read (between the lines) that are very sobering, and prompt me to pray for all of you.
Welcome back, SS. Where you bean?
More computer problems - almost non stop since Mid November.
I won't bore you with details this time..... but it's not been fun, and I have been stressed over it. There are three in my office in various stages of reapir, but I have enough running to run the cash registers, and the accounting department, so I can wait for parts for the ones that are down. One needs a power supply, one a CPU, and one I don't know yet.
How about you T&L? You are pretty quiet about how you are doing. Are you happy with your progress? Are you feeling good enough now that you can do something daily besides just exist?
I wonder how Cinderella's health is holding up.... how Neak's family finances are doing (but it's not really my business, and I don't expect you to comment) Just wanted you to know that prayers continue.
Also -
How CC is coping with work these days, or lack of it, jobs being what they are in her country.
If CC has vacation plans yet for this year, and if she will be coming by to see us.
How Neak Sis is doing - and why she was on TV. (I couldn't resist that one, and yes, you can still tell us.)
How Cinderella's health is holding up, and if her supervisor ever wised up and started treating people like people.
How the clam is doing these days, and if he is much help to you as you go through your ordeal.
What's up with Neak Bro, and Flard. Haven't heard much about them lately, and I really was wondering how they are.
How KaylaAndy's health is these days..... but I don't know if she will read this and comment.
I wonder about lots of other things too, but that's enough for tonight.
SS
Not enough time to chat, but I have been going on internet withdrawal. All our electronic stuff has been knocked out from the storm, although our electricity at least stayed on. (Haven't been home to check and see if it's still on after this latest round, so I may be speaking prematurely.)
Thank you for the prayers, neccesities not luxuries always. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Hopefully I will get to come back soon with time to chat. In the meantime, here is a quote from the Dervish at potluck today, talking to one of the ladies at church.
"Your little boy came in the bathroom and just pulled his pants all the way down." [Insert brief explanation that the little boy was not trying to be inappropriate - as an action like that would cause great alarm at any of our houses, but was still learning proper toilet etiquette.]
Dervish, cont. "Oh. That's good. Mom, I'm so glad you already trained me to keep my pants up. When I go pee, I just pull my pants down a little and make a hole just big enough for my penis to come out."
Neak: *gulp* "Wow, Dervish, thank you for sharing that with all of us. At lunch." ....while Mommy crawls off and dies.....
Always, always, it could have been worse. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
How nice that you decided to attend a different church from the rest of us today! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well, that was interesting.....And graphic.
SS - they are pretty much leaving me alone. I like it that way. I'm working hard these days. That's all the news that is news from the office. I don't have a supervisor, manager, or director that doesn't need some training and skills. I feel sort of sorry for my supervisor. He doesn't have decent mgmt people above him.
But, that's life.
This is an odd place. You can't say "******;" you get automatically bleeped even if you're talking about the place as part of a religious discussion, and not telling someone to go there. But you can say "penis" (and some people, thankfully unnamed, actually do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />), and nothing happens at all! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Believe me, if I had the option to censor the Dervish I would. I'm not sure which was worse, him saying that at all, or me sitting there with my mouth hanging half-open and full of food. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
AND my internet is finally back!!!
Where's a good VERBER skill when you really need one? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I always taught my boys the proper names for body parts. And they used them!
I nursed them both for 3 years (I know, much too long), and with my oldest, weaning happened very soon after he grabbed at by girls (in line at the grocery) and said "Mom, give me a tit".
*snicker* Little kids are sure something else! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Yep, Neak, they sure are. Enjoy your little ones while you can. They grow up much too fast. I know it doesn't seem like it, but they do.
I've been blessed with strong, healthy, and good kind boys. But I still miss those earlier days.
One of these days they will bring home a girl (the one I've been praying for since they were born), and they'll be gone.
Hi all
everyone doing ok? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
don't worry B ..... before you know it you will be over run with grandkids and wishing you had a moment to yourself ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Just ask my mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> ...... its school holidays here until 4 Feb and she has 5 of them right now for a week or two ........ or three <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
gee mum is lucky <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
AW - Hoping for grandkids, and pretty soon. How is Aussie? Haven't heard much.
he's doing quite well considering ......... considering he brought back a little gift for us all <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
chicken pox <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
we are all itching like crazy and only ones who are about over it are Aussie and Mikey. He's watching cricket, cricket replays or both so he's happy as larry ..... Mikey sleeps so he's not too bothered at all ........ the rest of us just glare at him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> ......... while scratching <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
not EXACTLY the togetherness I was after <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> but oh well it's not a great drama ,,,, just a pain in the you know where <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
The family that scratches together stays together?
Tell Mum we miss her, too. SHE didn't get it, did she???
Sounds like she came down with grandchildren, instead! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
No MUM IS OK...... we are not allowed to visit <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ... but I want to share family experiences <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
what really irks though is that the boys .... the harbringers of the ITCH ...... are hardly affected at all ..... while we girls are covered in it .... and we are all on some type of annual leave as well. bloody useless men!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
and I'm not sure which is worse ... 5 girls from 8 to 13 or the itch <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> they both last from dawn to dusk and beyond over the next week or two or three <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I think my dad was considering coming over here and giving us all a hug until he got it so that he could get some peace and quiet .... we would probably know if he actually communicated <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I hear pubescent girls are very contagious. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> Hope you don't catch anything from them.
So how much longer are you quarantined?
Figures the useless men are fine. Oops, did I say that out loud? My bad.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hope you are all well and itch-free very soon.
should be a repel spray or something for the girls ...or go tidy your room spray .. NOW that would be handy! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> but thats MP .. mums problem ... lol love to help but you see ...... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
and they ALL want to go fishin' with Uncle Aussie lol
can't you just imagine it ... ewwwrrrr Uncle Aussie I need my hook baited again, yuck I CAUGHT a fish yuck yuck, I'm tellin on you Uncle Aussie for cutting that fishes head off!!
Last time he took them fishing the big hunters caught a ............ duck!!!
ROFLMAO <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I think another week or the end of this week with luck .... it lasts so much longer in adults, aren't we lucky?
chicken pox <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I don't want to call you, Neak and Neaksis, just in case you've accidentally gone to sleep at a decent hour, but I thought you'd be interested to know that I have just discarded my crutches and walked on my own two feet. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> OK, perhaps "walked" is an overly-generous description of what I just did, and technically, it's not 4 wks. from surgery, when I was to be allowed to do weight-bearing on my right foot, until tomorrow afternoon...but hey! Don't get all technical on me, OK? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> For me, I obeyed the doctor's orders quite well, even if I didn't tell him when the incision opened up 10 days after surgery and showed an unbecoming amount of the inside of my foot. It all turned out alright, and there's only a much-reduced portion of it still open now. He can evaluate it Thursday when I go to see him and tell me what I already know: (1) It couldn't have been re-sutured by the time it opened up; (2) Keep the edges of the wound approximated and it will granulate in, given sufficient time; (3) All you can do is watch for signs of infection and get it treated if you get one; (4) No antibiotics unless an infection actually occurs. Really, how much more healing was it going to do in the next 18 hrs. that it hadn't already done? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I am SO glad to have ditched those stupid crutches, and walking, while uncomfortable, isn't as painful as I'd expected. Just very slow...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
I bet after we talk Thursday, he'll wish ALL his patients were nurses! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I wonder if you are being serious - or not!
AW, glad you are almost over the worst of it. Yeech!
Rella, AJ said hi and he thought of you the other day when he was near, and said to tell you he hopes we can come visit you again before too long.
Yesterday the Dervish was most offended by his computer golf game. "Moooooo-oooooooom, come here - this is NOT nice!"
The narrator says in hushed tones, "Help the golfer make a putt."
"See?" in an aggrieved tone. (I was already laughing, guessing by the consternation on his face what he was thinking.)
"Um, no Dervish", cackle cackle cackle, "that is P-P-Putt, help the golfer make a PUTT."
I don't think he believes me even yet, but I gave it a good try.
Well, anytime you are in the neighborhood, come on by. If I don't have vegetarian food in the fridge, I can get some.....No problem.
Thankee, ma'am. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Got to call the dentist and see if he can see the Dervish right away. Small Fry had an awful toothache last night. After a while the unearthly keening got a trifle oppressive. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
An aspring and a lot of moaning and groaning later, he fell asleep, but woke up again around 10. At least he was not in so much pain by then.
By contrast, the other two are doing fine and dandy.
I've been busy suffering the heat, and playing tourist guide for my niece and her husband who are visiting from USA.
I hope I managed to put these pictures up properly. These are a couple of the beaches we visited on our 2 day tour of the coast
http://www.flickr.com/photos/22753415@N08/?donelayout=1
How beautiful! You can visit here and suffer in the cold any time it gets to be too much for you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
CC those lovely photos remind me of the gold coast in Queensland in Australia ..... just not so jammed full of people though ... Gold Coast is crazy that way.
But I just came back from a swim at the beach on Aussies base with the whole crew......... it was lovely, no one around .... which was probably good due to the spotting <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ..... and a nice 74 F and very calm ocean today.
we were just left of this area in the web cam ... after the signs and 2 fence poles
Swanbourne Beach Mikey was just fascinated with all that water.. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Hope the teeth were fixed ok ..... poor little guy. I don't think you should give him another lolleypop from AW right now though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> .......... just let him have some RED cordial <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Oh, all those beaches! As I sit here and shiver, there are still worse places to be, but wow all that sun and sand and blue blue water...
The good news for the Dervish, is that his cavity count is down from 7 to 6. Sure, it was pulled, but that's one less to fill. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> And his permanent tooth will come in when he's, oh, 9 or so. He will have to have a spacer in the meantime.
Allrighty, it's bedtime - I'll take one extra tall red cordial, to go! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Friends, I heard a song on the radio tonight and want to share it with you:
WE LIVE by Superchick from Beauty From Pain
There's a cross on the side of the road
Where a mother lost a son
How could she know that the morning he left
Would be their last time she'd trade with him for a little more time
So she could say she loved him one more time
And hold him tight
But with life we never know
When we're coming up to the end of the road
So what do we do then
With tragedy around the bend?
Chorus:
We live we love
We forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
Today we remember to live and to love
We live we love
We forgive and never give up
Cuz the days we are given are gifts from above
Today we remember to live and to love
There is a man who waits for the tests
To see if the cancer has spread yet
And now he asks, "So why did I wait to live till it was time to die?"
If I could have the time back how I'd live
Life is such a gift
So how does the story end?
Well this is your story and it all depends
So don't let it become true
Get out and do what we are meant to do
Chorus
Waking up to another dark morning
People are mourning
The weather in life outside is storming
But what would it take for the clouds to break
For us to realize each day is a gift somehow, someway
So get our heads up out of the darkness
And spark this new mindset and start to live life cuz it ain't gone yet
And tragedy is a reminder to take off the blinders
And wake up and live the life we're supposed to take up
Moving forward with all our heads up cuz life is worth living
Chorus (to fade)
oh that is such a sniffler rella ..sniff sniff
I like this soppy one though .....
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me, and be my love.
The shepherds' swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.
Chicken Pox?
My girls claim that theirs was so bad that it was TURKEY POX.
Next thing you know, we'll be hearing about Ostrich pox.
CC !! Thanks for the photos. It's fun to see other places. Do you swim too, or just take photos?
It's good to know that T&L is walking (nearly) normal again. I think it's good -
Neak?
I didn't have time in December to post any photos of getting a tree, or our one little trip into the wilds of Nevada. I see everyone got along just fine with out them though, so I won't worry.
Love the songs/poems. I tend to get teary eyed though, so It's just as well I am reading alone, where no one can see me. My W says I'm a hopeless romantic.
Not sure what that means, because I'm just full of hope all the time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Loved the putt story, but sorry about the tooth. I had problems with my teeth when I was small. Lucky for me, I still have them all now - mostly. Get the D an electric tooth brush, it he will brush a lot better.
For about a week.
Sigh.
Ok, back to work for me. At least for a few hours.
SS
It's good to know that T&L is walking (nearly) normal again.
It all depends on the meaning of the word "is". And "normal". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> What I'm actually doing is a pathetic version of the senior shuffle, and it hurts like crazy (although not the way I expected)...but at least it's MY two feet, such as they are, and I'm independently mobile. In much the same fashion a snail is "independently mobile". <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> The doctor yesterday said that I'll know within 6-8 wks. if the surgery was a success. Right now it hurts worse than before, not including a 3" open incision on my foot that didn't heal right and is granulating in (every so slowly, I might add!). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> But I have a 60-70% chance of being "cured" with the surgery as opposed to the 100% chance of not being cured without it. One way or another, I'll be glad when everything heals up. I'm a very
bad patient.
Just came back from spending some time with Flard and a couple of his friends. We toured a wildlife refuge and saw elk butts and birds flying away (<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />), but it was relaxed, friendly, and unstressful...not always the case when Christian parents visit their militantly-atheist son! He and I even had a pleasant and
brief conversation about the Bible last night that was completely non-confrontational and to which he responded with surprising grace. All in all, a very nice visit. We're going to the Monterey Bay Aquarium with them Sunday. Apparently, according to Neaksis, I'm going in a wheelchair. I guess she didn't want to have to haul me around when my foot gave out at the first exhibit, but would rather push me around and laugh at me, as she and Neak did when we went to Wal-Mart. I'm telling you, I am NEVER going to be senile and dependent around those two!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Thanks for the update. I did want to know.
my foot that didn't heal right and is granulating in ...
I know - I have one on my leg that is doing that same thing. It looks almost normal now. Lets see........ it's only been 44 years since it happened.
Wheel chairs are good for you.
If you need them.
SS
I hope you realize that if I have to wait 44 years for the incision to close, I'll be almost 104 years old and won't even care any more! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You won't even remember it's still open. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I am swaying in my chair, but just wanted to steal a moment to say hi.
What with frantic cleaning for hours after the children went to bed, and one thing and another, (AJ just got home for the weekend), I didn't get to bed till 4am. The alarm went off at 6:30 for the Princess, and I got up long enough to make sure she was up, and to apologize to her that she would have to get ready all by herself.
Then I dozed for another hour, and have been up ever since. The old synapses are not firing too well.
All I am going to say, while I am thinking of it, is a sentence or 2 about Neaksis' TV program. Maybe 3. Except this is already 3.
She was asked to come and do a brief interview with the area post-adoption helper person, about some of the issues facing parents after it's TOO LATE TO GIVE THEM BACK!!! They did not go into nearly enough detail, and if they had had an inkling of what Neaksis could have said I'm sure they would have gone there.
One of my favorite moments was when the interviewer guy turned to Neaksis. "So...you're an adoptive parent - you must be so proud!"
Neaksis recoiled as if bitten, gathered herself a bit, gulped, then tried to answer. "Heh heh heh, well yes, I feel MANY emotions, and (ahem) pride is one of them......"
Sent AJ & I plumb into whoops, ROFL and all. We were already laughing at the question and trying to guess how she would answer, and she did not disappoint.
Well night night to all, and I think I forgot to say thanks for the lovely songs. But WHERE is the music?
Just give the Dervish some pots and pans and lids and wooden spoons.
I read, but I don't have time to comment (yet)
Thanks to everyone that writes. It's worth reading.
SS
Yesterday, Princess TalksWithHerHands cracked me up.
We were walking from the car to the church building and had been talking about some forgotten topic. But, I distinctly heard her say, "When we get home, I'm going to look it up on the internet. That's why God gave us computers."
Lol, kids are so funny, and your Princess is a hoot!
Yesterday, the Dervish came to me with his tongue bleeding, trying to talk while holding it sticking out of his mouth. I won't attempt to reproduce the result - you will have to imagine it.
Dervish: Mom, my tongue is bleeding.
Me: Oh, why yes, it is.
Dervish: Guess why it is bleeding.
Me: I have noooooo idea.
Dervish: Because I didn't know that when I left my ice cream spoon in the freezer, it would get so cold and then I licked it and my tongue stuck to it and I couldn't get it off for a while and now my tongue is bleeding.
Me: Careful not to bleed on the carpet. Isn't it nice when we can learn these interesting little lessons?
AJ: (on the phone) <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Dervish Nye the Science Guy.<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS, a quick answer to your question of a few days ago, as I am not avoiding the subject. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Our finances, though not rosy and healthy yet, are past the CPR stage. Yaaaaaaaayyyyyyy!!!!! We have a full and exciting pantry, and nothing is going to get shut off, so yee hah we're on our way! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis & I will still keep recycling even if we don't need to, especially now that she's found the mother lode of beer bottles. And at a moment's notice she can launch into an impromtu dissertation on the habits of the local beer-drinkers: which brands are the most popular, where to find the most cans, and how downhill slopes are really great for collecting unbroken bottles. (Ok, so I can too, but not with such eloquence.)
Going to post this quick before our internet goes down again; I think they have been working on it the last few days, as we haven't been able to be online much.
BBIAW <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Yesterday, the Dervish came to me with his tongue bleeding, trying to talk while holding it sticking out of his mouth. I won't attempt to reproduce the result - you will have to imagine it.
I can imagine it very well - thanks for painting the picture. It cracked me up.
SS, a quick answer to your question of a few days ago, as I am not avoiding the subject. Our finances, though not rosy and healthy yet, are past the CPR stage. Yaaaaaaaayyyyyyy!!!!! We have a full and exciting pantry, and nothing is going to get shut off, so yee hah we're on our way!
It's none of my business really. I just......... I just worry when I get small cues...... and having been there ourselves more than once........
I know it's not much help to just talk about things, but wanted you to know that we care.
Neaksis & I will still keep recycling even if we don't need to, especially now that she's found the mother lode of beer bottles. And at a moment's notice she can launch into an impromtu dissertation on the habits of the local beer-drinkers: which brands are the most popular, where to find the most cans, and how downhill slopes are really great for collecting unbroken bottles. (Ok, so I can too, but not with such eloquence.)
Oh - I see.
I thought she was just shy, but I see we have been asking her about the wrong subjects. I'll have to sharpen up my beer bottle questioning skills, and THEN talk to her. Thanks for the heads up, I would never have guessed.
LOL.
Thanks for giving us more info about the TV star. I always wanted to know. It sounds like one of those kind of interviews that makes one stress over what they will say. I'm surprised none of you cued in the interviewer about her bottle collecting hobby, It would have gone so well with the rest of it.
(Smile Sis, we only tease you because...... well, because.)
Just came back from spending some time with Flard and a couple of his friends. We toured a wildlife refuge and saw elk butts and birds flying away (), but it was relaxed, friendly, and unstressful...not always the case when Christian parents visit their militantly-atheist son! He and I even had a pleasant and brief conversation about the Bible last night that was completely non-confrontational and to which he responded with surprising grace.
I continue to pray for your boys. Well, for everyone on this thread, but especially for them. I know God cares, and will help. Often it surprises me the way he goes about helping, but he knows more than I do. (that last is a very large understatement.)
It's been really cold here the last few days. Usually in this latitude if the sun is out, it's a nice day, but not this week. Cold even during the day. Supposed to warm up for the weekend, and that is good, because we are going to stay the long weekend in a little mountain town so the twins can play in the snow.
I hope to read a book or two, and get some real sleep. You know, the kind where you don't have to be somewhere in the morning, and you can wake up, and just lay there and smile.
CC, you don't say much about work lately. I would suppose that it's much the same as it has been. I guess it's good that you get a paycheck, but I really hope it works into something better over time.
So T&L is healing up nicely. How long before she gets to report back to work?
Cinderella, when the princess made that quote, did you laugh out loud, or did you manage to keep quiet?
I was doing some reading this week, and came across an article about attitude that was very good for me.
From John chapter 16
33 These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.
The author said that this commandment (be of good cheer) may be broken more often than any other Jesus gave to us. It set me to thinking.
That one verse says so much. I think I will work on doing better.
Good week for SS. My W didn't leave me, and none of the kids are in Jail. (see, I'm doing better already.)
SS
Mom's foot is not so well at the moment, being infected, but is being treated with antibiotics and Epsom salts and stuff. Maybe she will have a chance to post about that soon.
Mom's foot is not so well at the moment......
So sorry. That has to be tough....... going through the operation, being down for so long, and then a relapse.
Encourage her to "be of good cheer" but stay far enough away that she can't hit you after you say it.
(I really am sorry, but I couldn't resist.)
SS
I can run much faster than she can. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
And I asked Neaksis if her ears were tingling.
I can run much faster than she can.
OK, I can see how that would be true. Now I can't wait for her to comment.
What was it McManus said (when speaking about one of his teachers) "Her sarcasm could kill a fly at 30 paces."
Oh No, he quoted class mates as saying that, but in reality "Maybe she could stun one, but I never actually saw one die from it."
And I asked Neaksis if her ears were tingling.
And she said?
SS
She just looked at me suspiciously. She may try to kill me later, though.
Mom has killed flies. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> But right now she is in town, first getting her license renewed (there is a certain irony to being driven to the DMV to get your license renewed when you are her age), then picking up the divas and taking everyone to gymnastics.
They even took the Dervish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
All is well enough here.
When Princess TWHH made that comment, I did sort of laugh. It was ok - I think she did it to be a bit humorous. She's pretty witty - Prince CL is even wittier.
Going through a cold spell right now. Down into the mid 20s tonight.
I'm sure she was trying to be funny, too, but that doesn't make it any less funny, at least in this case. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
It's not terribly cold here, just barely below freezing these last couple nights.
yes, Greetihgs.......... I come in peace.
SS
I'm leaving town for a few days. See everyone when I return.
SS
Greetings yourself. I come in pieces.
t&l
I come in pieces.
LOL........ it happens sometimes. Usually when kids are around.
SS
I come in peas. A few carrots, too.
No one ever remembered to put on about the silly girlies and their dressup party.
Neaksis heard them as they played...
"Oooooh, look at this stuff - it's pink!"
"Ahhhhh, how pretty!"
"Kall-uh-...uh...meen? Oh! It's lotion!"
"Oh, goody! Let's put some on!"
So soon they were decked in their lovely pink calamine lotion. AJ was curious how long they kept it on after it dried.
Calamine lotion is rather a fad here right now .,.... you just wouldn't believe HOW smooth we all are right now .... baby wet ones get it off your hands very well and quickly ... just thought you might want to know <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
SS have a great trip keep safe.
I see RIF is going back to that OTHER place poor Mrs RIF & kids .... have to keep them all in my prayers
Rella hope you doing well
Now T&L how is that infected foot of yours? and I thought you were going to email and let me know how you were going?
Yeah I know I'm just as bad aren't I? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
well as long you excuse me as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Neak & Neaksis you guys NEED to buy your mum some nice chocolates ... its helps with infected cuts and such things .... truly .... I promise ..... would I tell a fib about something SO important? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
OOps got to go wake Mikey up I forgot he's been sleeping all arvo and its 7 pm ... if I dont he'll be up at 4.00am and come wake ME up when he gets up then <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Boys have gone fishing AGAIN if you call sitting on the bridge drinking cold tinnies for 6 hours fishing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I think its my turn to go get them when they call sometime later tonight ... tomorrow morning??? Pour them in the van and make sure they have got their gear <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> ... this time I have made sure the mobile is clipped to the esky ... ya know they don't float? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
''''''SIGH'''' MEN
It's not terribly cold here, just barely below freezing these last couple nights.
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr !!!!! Neak way too cold for me .... we had 115 F in the shade yesterday .... the aircon has been on non stop since late December but as its evap at least it doesn't cost much .. we have to use a blanket at night
went swimming a few times at the beach again ... but just too hot by lunch .... we'd go back at night but the White Pointers are too active for my likes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> I know its all in my mushy head ... but I've watched Jaws 1, 2 & 3 one after the other ... blame THAT on the girls ....... there sharks in them there waters ........ way too many for my tastes ......... and they come within a few metres of the shore as well for real here too .......... and in jaws they took a person off the jetty as well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> .............
Dangling your feet in the water here .. well its like burley for the WP's thats all I'm saying...... overactive imagination ........... not my fault inherited from Mum !!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
DRAT it Mikey just won't get up!!!! a really late night then tonight <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
AW, does this suit you?
It was 11 degrees F when I woke up Sunday morning.
We went outdoor "ice" skating tonight. Really it should be called plastic skating. I didn't even KNOW they made fake ice. Poor Neaksis almost can't walk now.
I couldn't even skate on the stuff. I just kind of scruffed along, or gave up and walked.
Now we're going to have to go roller skating right away, since my bratty little kids think they are actually faster and better than me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Well don't they have a lesson to learn, if I can stand up and teach it to them.
Fake Ice? Strange. I never knew they made it, either.
As for me....two football games today. I cheered on the loser of both games. Bummer!
Well, everyone here has the day off today. Haven't done anything fun yet. Have appt about 5:15 this evening and I can't get us mustered to do anything. GRRRR!!!!
All the kids are gone right now, but I haven't had any fun. HOWEVER it is lovely to not be breaking up any squabbles, either. Not complaining at all!!!
WHAT?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oddly enough, while I've had them, I haven't had any fun either...<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
P.S. Just kidding. We're having one blast after another...just as quickly as I can get them stuffed back in the cannon and the fuse re-lit! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'll bring them back about 1:30-2PM so I have plenty of time to get to Stockton.
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I was wondering how you forgot and your husband remembered! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> He wanted to know how many more years I would turn 60. I think probably 60. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That was from us - I typed it while doing errands for him in his email.
But now the secret's out here, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
And I thought the "both of us" was Mr. Computer and Daddy, out on the road together and thinking thoughts of the aging at home! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Happy Birthday t&l!!!!
Always remembering you!
Thank you, cc. You are very unforgettable yourself. If you ever, in your professional capacity, figure out how to live without aging, be sure and let me know! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
sure will.
I´ll be 50 myself this thursday, but I sure don't feel 50!
Then happy birthday to you, too. How odd for the two of us--born in the same week--and yet I'm a winter baby and you're a summer one.
t&l
nobody ever gives me winter pijamas as a present!
CC, nobody ever gives me PJs as a present - winter or summer.
My mom's birthday is this week....she'll be older than either of you.
Today was a red-letter day. The Dervish was asleep before 7.
Young Princess was supposed to go to bed at 7, but with day #2 of the Birthday Week going on tonight, it didn't happen.
She was sooooo naughty this morning! I called her at 0630, and told her to go take a shower. By 0735, only 10 minutes till time to leave, I still hadn't seen her come out for breakfast, so I went looking for her and found her still (again) fast asleep. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
The incredible thing was she was still ready on time. I took pity on her and made her a sandwich to take for breakfast, and got her lunch ready. Still, it was amazingly fast for my sweet, beautiful slug.
Mr. C will be home late tomorrow night or early Thursday.
Oh, also, in other news, this Saturday night I am doing an interview at the Woodside SDA Church in Sacramento. Sure to be loads of fun, and wish you all could come. Maybe someday I'll go somewhere advanced enough to have a live webcam or some such thing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
I'm still trying to think of any other fun quotes from Neaksis' TV interview, but so far all I can remember are her funny funny faces. It was just the camera angle, but she kept glaring at the sweet older lady beside her. And at one point, the un-sylph-like news lady walked through right behind them, during the interview, carrying a large pastry. It was hometown cable at its best!
the un-sylph-like news lady walked through right behind them, during the interview, carrying a large pastry
Now thats the sort of news lady I want to see ....... makes me fell quite at home <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
well I can't say anything about your lovely young Princess getting up at 7.35am ..... I got up at 6.30 because Aussie went AWOL sometime before then to go wondering in the hills to walk around the dams...... mumbled a 'ok honey' as he disappeared out the door .... and went back to bed to 10 am!! and then he woke me & made scrambled egg & bacon and a cuppa for me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ..... and I haven't done a thing all day ... its glorious.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Even Mikey was well behaved and had a daddy day .... dad got his 'inks' and his 'ood' and he had 'lony & chess' ... proudly pointing at his dad 'he's daddy' and waddled off babbling after dad. Cuteness level of 10 ...until the next temper tantrum and then all bets are off. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> I have no idea where he could have inherited that black irish temper from <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> ... well at least he isn't a sulker so you really know how he feels about things <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
of course I am smart enough not to mention that he's way so much better that way than a certain young woman was at the same age ... who's name we don't need to mention to her at all .... no dobbing neak. lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Went to chiropractor Monday. He keeps me from making more of those big dates with the neurosurgeon. So, it's fine to go weekly. Anyway, something happened and one of my ribs did something weird....and it hurt. So, I developed a cough. Apparently, my 6th rib on the left 'moved' and is inflamed at the point of the flexion as well as where it connects to both my spine and sternum. No wonder I have a cough. No wonder I couldn't sleep last night. Cough medicine w/ codeine can be your friend.
Oh, so far xfil is doing well. Keep him in your prayers as he recovers. xmil is recovering from broken knee cap.
Tonight it is supposed to get down around 22. Tomorrow's high should be about 29 with north winds at 10-20 mph, and Friday's high should be about 40.
tomorrow night's low should be around 12 degrees.
Glad to hear FIL is coming along.
AW, don't worry. I won't rat you - I mean anyone - out.
Todays Dervishism:
"If I go into space, I will eat plain vegetarians."
Personally, I prefer mine boiled with a little salt.
Today's Dervishism:
"This is a Canadian. I mean, a cannibal."
Send your best cough remedy....I'm off to the couch w/ 2 blankets and the codeine cough medicine. I'm thinking I don't know if I can do work in the morning.
Back from the edge of death....well, not death but bad enough.
Tired of doing a monologue here....
This should bring someone out of the woodwork.....
A sport to take up in your spare time - with your best friend
Glad you're feeling better Rella, even if no one else is around.
I'm getting ready to go do an interview (!) tonight, how strange it will be to talk in complete sentences...
Yesterday's Dervishism:
"Kimono Dragons"
Such an interesting visual.
Well, last night we had sort of a girls' night out, although we did have to take Neaksis' 2 kids along with us, for lack of an suitable dumping spot. Neak had an interview about her books (and the one she and Neaksis wrote together) at a church about an hr. away. They were amusing during their interview, and entertained me, at least. Then they sold and signed some books and we had cookies and hot cider and lots of polysyllabic, grownup conversation with the people there <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />...plus a 1+ hr. trip each way, which gave us plenty of time to make each other laugh like we used to do before all these pesky little kids started cluttering up our fun time! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> And since my husband and her husband (with 3 kids) were all at home, there was nobody to say, "I'm bored. Let's get out of here!" All in all, a lovely evening.
Today we turned back into pumpkins... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Are you yellow, orange, or white.....pumpkins?
I did love the line about the dragons.
My children spent two nights at their dad's so they wouldn't get my germ and so I could rest more. I know the dog was glad to have some better companionship than I have been.
However, I wonder if my children behave like such undisciplined monsters at their dad's. And, if they don't, why oh why do they have to be so ugly to each other here? Don't tell me it's because I don't stay on their case. Seems like all I do is fuss about that stuff. (Vent over.) Maybe they're more afraid of the judgemental, rigid man.
Emphasis on the mental. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Don't worry Rella......... I'm sure they are hard at it pushing daddy's buttons ... its just that they are different from yours <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I was always the Wicked Witch of the West ... Aussie was the Wizard <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> his excuse was that as he was away so much he didn't want to interfere with 'my' parenting ... cop out or what? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> HIS children were ok .. MINE on the other hand ..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I'm back home, and still reading.
Don't know what to say though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
So sorry you have been sick Cinderella. I have something too, and it's not nice. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
(It makes me cough way too much - but at least my ribs are OK.)
I may go home from work early today. I wish I could stay home tomorrow.......... I wonder if I could get away with it??
Good to hear from CC, and AW. Sounds like life goes on. I hope everyone has lots of happy days. Lots and Lots.
SS
What are you blushing for, SS? Neak didn't even mention the really embarrassing stuff! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I don't know what I'm blushing for - but I am....
Sometimes I feel so lost on this aisle. But then, you are all so nice to me, so I stick around.
SS
Hi all.
At work, (where I don’t actually do much lately, another story) I am part of a group of 7 “friends” who get together without spouses about once a month. Two of these friends are “happily married”. The last few months, when we got together the subject has been mainly infidelity. One of the “happily marrieds”, the man, admitted to being unfaithful to his wife a few years ago , and she doesn’t know it. Some of the others in the group and especially me, believe that he is now having an affair with another woman in the group, who is not divorced, but has been separated for many years from her H. She has had a BF for 8 years with whom she moved in last year. Five months after they moved in together they split up. Very suspicious.
Just last Friday the other “happily married”, a woman found out her husband has a lover… so I’m trying to apply MB principals to help her. And re-living every minute.
It’s interesting how her opinion has changed about this subject. Last year when we talked about it, she was the one who joked and seemed to think that it was not such a big deal. She flirted a lot with the men and I worried that she might end up involved. Now things are very different. She’s a shadow of the person she was, and her opinions have completely changed.
Of course these are the first few days. Her WS, a travelling salesman, told her that this Friday he will end the A. But he wants to meet the OW alone. I know that’s not a good idea, and I’ve tried to convince her that she should try to find a way to avoid it.
I don’t agree that we meet without spouses or SO, and I am probably the only one who would have to go alone, but none of them want to bring along their SOs. Maybe that will change now.
On another subject, WH made a move!
Last Tuesday DD was leaving for a trip to London. The night before she left, he came to say goodbye and talked to her in the car as usual. Afterwards I asked her if he couldn’t take her to the airport and she said he had a dentist appointment so he couldn’t. I left work early to pick her up to go to the airport and just before leaving the house he called and talked to her again for quite a while. We left. About half an hour after arriving at the airport, WH suddenly appears! It was a bit uncomfortable because I really didn’t want to talk to him. My mother was with me which I think made him nervous. Anyway he stayed for about an hour until she boarded and when he was about to leave he turned around and said he wanted to ask me 2 questions about the girls. I was curt in my answers but they were legitimate questions. So the following day I sent him an e mail with a longer explanation and told him to contact me by mail if he had questions like that.
It’s a minor thing but after 3 years I was surprised.
That’s what I’m up to these last few days. It’s hard trying to explain all MB concepts in Spanish, and all at the same time! You know I offered to translate Surviving an Affair but Dr. Harley didn’t accept my offer. Pity, I could have used it now.
We will keep feeding you chocolate for as long as you stay. And cyberchocolate has no fat.
And cyberchocolate has no fat.
Not as much flavor either.
Oh well.....
No, wait !!
I still have some Lindt in my desk drawer -
SWEET !!
SS
You know I offered to translate Surviving an Affair but Dr. Harley didn’t accept my offer.
I would guess his organization is not prepared to handle the Spanish telephone calls he would get if he had the book printed in Spanish.
CC, I am so sorry you have to be continually exposed to these kinds of things. However, I am glad these people have you to help them. I have recommended MB to two people going through the same, but neither of them wished to try, and both of them filed for D soon after finding out.
It’s a minor thing but after 3 years I was surprised.
What would you do if he said he was sorry, and wanted to try again?
SS
SS, I don't know what I would do. These last few days remembering what most of say we'd do if we found out that our spouse was cheating and what we actually do when we do find out which is quite different, I wouldn't dare predict what I'd do.
Even though I have carried out a too perfect plan B with WH's help of course, for 3 years now, I'm afraid that I may have built up too much resentment. I can't ignore EVER that he lives with OW. I remember every day.
A few days ago it was my birthday and he didn't even send me a message. It was the same day he answered my e mail about a couple of important issues related to the girls. he could have added Happy birthday. When he was 50 I sent him an instant message. He was in Italy with OW and his mother.
Things add up... I don't know what I'd do, but I do know I'd come running back to MB to get advice, that much I'm sure of.
You are probably wise to say that you are not sure....
One of my hobbies now is watching people. When I have to wait for transportation, or when I have a few minutes before meeting someone, I watch people interact. One can see people that are in love, and those who are not, but who ought to be. One can see anger, depression, happiness, sadness....... the full spectrum of emotion. I pray for many of the people I see, because it's easy to tell that they need it.
I continue to pray for you, that God will take care of you, and bring you happiness. I still believe you will find the happiness you seek, though I don't know exactly how that will work.
Is it too late to wish you happy Birthday? I think I will -
Happy Birthday !!
I know you keep busy, but I hope it is a busy that brings satisfaction, not just something to keep your mind off your troubles. Thinking on it, and realizing how much you try to help others, I would bet you are OK most of the time.
Thanks, it's good to hear how you are.
SS
One of my hobbies now is watching people
I've also watched people always. Nowadays I watch people of my age or slightly older and I see so much guilt and resentment and despair. I don't want to become like that... and I thank God that I don't feel guilty about anything serious...
I would bet you are OK most of the time
Yes, I am OK most of the time when I am in public, but I keep a lot of time for myself. I don't want to be away from myself, I have a lot to learn, to grow.
But I should get better organized and do some more things. That is my intention for the next weeks.
Thank you for the Happy Birthday.
I will be happy some day. I know it can be done and I always seem to be on the brink of being happy finally, but it hasn't happened yet. I have hope, because I know that it can be reached, whatever has happened or is happening or may happen. I lived it many years ago and I'm sure I can do it again.
Thanks for the prayers. I appreciate them very much. Lots of people pray for me and I'm very grateful.
CC - have you ever considered that the concept of 'happiness' is nebulous and glorified? That we have such a grand and glorious image of happiness that it has become elusive and unattainable? Perhaps, you may see your current state and think the 'grass is always greener on the other side of the fence'? Maybe this happiness which you seek, which you can't find, is really an airbrushed image - a photoshopped image - maybe it doesn't exist the way you see it in your mind's eye.
Perhaps we have been sold a bill of goods on the concept of happiness. Just like, in my opinion, we have been sold a bill of goods on beauty. How many 'beautiful' people in magazines have had surgical alterations? How many of those photographs have been retouched? How many of those people whom we think to be beautiful have personal issues and do not see themselves as beautiful?
Could it be that many of us are "happiness anorexic"?
In going through my divorce, I learned that there are many secrets hidden behind your neighbors' doors. So many people were shocked when my x bailed because we seemed to have it all. Two children, nice car, home in nice neighborhood, I was a SAHM - it all looked so right. But, I couldn't even see that he was not fully in the marriage and hadn't been for years. Of course, we looked happy. But maybe I was putting on that 'happy face' when I didn't really have a happy heart.
Even after all these years, I still have some anger over my divorce. Most of the time, I don't. Most of the time, I'm ok. So, I think I'm happy - not absolutely, totally, deliriously, completely happy BUT, in total, I am happy as a divorced woman. Sure, life isn't perfect. I haven't moved up socially. I haven't moved up economically - I've definitely moved down. I have to work now. I have no one to do all those jobs around the house that are beyond me - yard work, plumbing, electrical stuff, home repairs, car repairs, no one to hear me when I am fearful or overwhelmed. So, there are some parts of this life that really stink. But, I can't dwell on that. I have chosen to look at the fact the air doesn't change every evening when my husband arrives home. I don't have to walk on pins and needles - afraid that I will do something that will displease him and have him cut me down again.
Nope, my relationship w/ my x is not perfect. I am lucky that his current wife was not a figure in his exit from the marriage. Yes, I'm lucky that his wife has always been respectful toward me and has even stood up to him, on my behalf, when he was disrespectful toward me. She even did it in front of the children. She straightens our teenagers out when they treat me disrespectully in front of her.
I have learned that when I treat my x with respect, I feel better about myself. I don't always treat him kindly because he deserves it. There are plenty of times when it is an act. However, if I treat him disrespectully, who have I made look bad? He's such a narrow-minded, rigid person, that he probably still doesn't know what a good woman he nearly crushed.
So, if you aren't happy, what is holding you back? Have you still not forgiven your x? Have you still not forgiven yourself? (I had to forgive myself for my shortcomings before I could forgive him.) Are you looking at your imperfections and not seeing the beautiful woman you are - the woman of worth and value? Besides, who said you have to be perfect? Do you know anyone who is perfect?
(You said you should be better organized and do some more things. There will always be more things to do or accomplish. I once heard that you shouldn't 'should on yourself'. Are you looking at those things you wish to accomplish and focusing on your inadequacies instead of your talents? Do you see yourself in the negative light of the things not yet done or in the positive light of your abilities?)
So, have you looked inward to see what healing you need so that you can more fully embrace the blessings of this life you now have?
Cinder, thank you for your post. It makes me think and there's a lot I'd like to tell you but unfortunately, I have to go to work and I can't write from there. I must have gone to sleep just before you posted last night.
I'll try to answer today.
One thing though, the "happiness" I refer to is a state of contentment that I experienced about 30 years ago. I know how it feels, and it's regardless of mundaine things. It's a state that I would like to acquire for the rest of my life and that's what I aim for.
I'll write later.
I know there is lots more to your story than I know. But, perhaps the person you are today is not going to find that happiness you had long ago. You have had more life experiences. You can't go back to 30 years ago. You live in today. And today's happiness may not look like the happiness of 40 years ago.
Perhaps you see that happiness as full and complete when, if you could go back, you would see that it not as you remember it.
So, what is really holding you back?
I'm just trying to say that you can't keep waiting to emerge from today's world into utopian happiness.
Can you not see and embrace the happiness you have now? And walk through today's happiness toward the future with confidence that you are presently happy and that it will grow?
Would you know happiness if it were to walk up to you and introduce itself?
Have you considered the fact that you may be dealing with clinical depression?
Are you waiting for someone else to make you happy?
What items are on your 'do this and you will be happy' list?
perhaps the person you are today is not going to find that happiness you had long ago
I may not have explained myself very well. I'm talking about an inner happiness. I hope I can feel that again. That time 30 years ago I got it from reading Barry Kaufmann's (I think that's his name)"To love is to be happy with". Later on I have found it described by Tony de Mello and others.
Outwardly and publicly I am generally a "happy" person. I appreciate all the good things in my life. But it's a deeper happiness that I strive for.
I am in peace. I rarely get angry or anxious and when I do it barely lasts a few minutes. That is something I have acquired these last few years. But I hope for more...
you may be dealing with clinical depression
I have consiered this but I have no clinical symptoms! I went to a psychiatrist one year after starting plan B because I had a lot of anxiety, but not really many signs of clinical depression. I knew he would offer me antidepressants and I took them for 6 months and the anxiety went away. The doctor and I agreed that it asn't necessary to take them any more.
I also considered counseling. Peck says you should consider counseling when you are stuck. I'm sure I'm not stuck, I seem to be growing spiritually and mentally. I'm stuck in other situations which counseling would not solve: my job is not fulfilling, and it's not easy to get another one although I've tried; I live in a third world country surrounded by mediocrity and corruption which sicken me and yet what can I do? I keep getting in trouble because I am honest and try my best. I'd love to be able to go to another country but I haven't found a way yet. I've tried.
I'm obviously stuck in the middle of being married and not married but as Dr. Harley himself said, I am probably financially better off not divorcing WH for the moment. The other reason I don't initiate the divorce is because that's exactly what HE WANTS me to do, so he can the say that it was MY decision and he's not to be blamed for the divorce. that has been his modus operandi as long as I've known him.
Are you waiting for someone else to make you happy?
I hope not!!!! I don't believe anyone can
make me happy, I may be happier with someone, there are many experiences I would love to have that necessarily include others but not "someone". I am catholic and I will not remarry. It's until death do us part. But friendships are not excluded....
I hope this makes things a little clearer.
True that not talking much to WH when I met him at the airport may not be very "normal" but after 3 years I really feel he is a stranger. What would we have talked about? He either didn't really have much to talk to me about or maybe it was my mother's presence which threw him off and he didn't speak.
One of the last days he was at home, I asked him to talk about the separation and what would happen and he answered that there was nothing to talk about! And since then he hasn't felt the need to speak at all... Anyway, his purpose was supposed to be to say goodbye to DD.
I really prefer not to see him. I prefer not to hate him. Time and distance should help me to reach indifference.
I sent the email, then I realized that everyone might not use a browser (or email client) that doesn't download photos right away. I may have caused a problem with a long download, and if I did, I am very sorry.
It was interesting to read Cinderella, and CC's comments. It's not always easy to put our feelings about things into words.
I have an idea.
CC, are there songs that articulate your feelings, and would you mind telling us what they are? Maybe that's not right either. Are there songs that bring out the feelings?
SS
*tiptoeing, so as not to disturb this lovely and profound discussion*
AJ Saw This Guy Go Down
Glad he is back in custody.
Hope things are well at your house.
SS
SS I have a favprite songs play list and yes they do articulate my feelings. I don't have it here because I play it at work. I'll look at it tomorrow and let you know.
The latest song I added is a Church song which I found absolutely beautiful. Unfortunately the only way to get it was to buy the cd in England but luckily DD was going there so I hope she can get it for me. I'll send it your e mail...
CC, I don't want you to think I was being hard on you. You ended up saying a lot of things I was hoping you would say. What is the song? I live in a city full of religiously oriented music - there is gospel and contemporary Christian. You name it, we have that kind of music with a religious theme. Let me know if your DD can't find it. I bet I may be able to find some version of it.
Neak, lets hope he enjoys a long stay in his next residence.
CC, I found something for you......
I was going through a horrible time a few years ago. My 14yo daughter wanted to go live w/ her dad. I thought I was going to die from the pain. (Long story short, she spent 8 days in an adolescent psychiatric hospital, finally spilled the beans on what was behind her struggles, and got the help she need so that she is now doing fine.)
Anyway, one day, I had the radio on and I heard this song. It was like God was speaking to me.....I knew that He loved me and I would be ok. I wasn't sure what ok would be like but I would be ok.
"More" by Matthew West
Take a look at the mountains Stretching a mile high
Take a look at the ocean Far as your eye can see
And think of Me
Take a look at the desert Do you feel like a grain of sand?
I am with you wherever
Where you go is where I am
And I'm always thinking of you
Take a look around you
I'm spelling it out one by one
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today And tomorrow,
I'll say it again and again
I love you more
Just a face in the city Just a tear on a crowded street
But you are one in a million And you belong to Me
And I want you to know That I'm not letting go
Even when you come undone
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today And tomorrow,
I'll say it again and again
I love you more I love you more
Shine for Me Shine for Me Shine on,
shine on Shine for Me
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you yesterday and today And tomorrow,
I'll say it again and again
I love you more than the sun
And the stars that I taught how to shine
You are mine, and you shine for me too
I love you, yesterday and today
Through the joy and the pain
I'll say it again and again I love you more
I love you more
And I see you
And I made you
And I love you more than you can imagine
More than you can fathom
I love you more than the sun
And you shine for me
Cinder, that is a BEAUTIFUL SONG! Do you have it on mp3? I'd love to hear it.
The song I heard is Bread of Life by Stanley and Boyce. If you give me an e mail addres I can send you the mp3 with the meditation where they play the song.
I learned God loves me, in these last two years. I started going rgularly to Church and even though the experience has not been all good, God has not let me down. On the contrary, all my life I have suspected he is involved in my life and now I know. And I am very fortunate because I can appreciate how much He cares for me.
Last year I had a dream. I don't remember the details, but when I woke up I felt that God was telling me that I would do things that were right and that I would make many mistakes but that I was on the right track, I was trying to do the right thing and He was with me. Since then I just keep trying.
Just to show what I mean by living in a 3rd world country where mediocrity is the accepted way of doing things: once I went to mass, the candles were lit, there were a handful of faithful waiting and the man who lit the candles came and told us that the priest had sent a message eaying he was not going to come down to celebrate because he had too many papers to read so to go somewhere else!
Another night I went to a different Church and the priest was an old man who could barely see and therefore couldn't read the prayers, but the rest of whatever went on was not recognizable as "liturgy".
No where can I find the mass schedules for the churches. You have to go to them and cross you fingers that you go at the time they are open because otherwise the gates are closed and there is no way to find out at what time mass is because the sign, if it exists is inside... Ridiculous, but that's how it is.
More than a YEAR ago I decided to offer the Bishop to find out mass schedules so that he could put them up on his web page... He never answered my dozens of e mails nor a letter I wrote to him. His web page was showing his 2006 Xmas homily until last week! It's very frustrating...not doing anything about things or trying to do something. Most of the time it doesn't make a difference, but I can't help trying.
I don't want to complain any more about the Church. I just try to enjoy the good stuff, the good choirs, the nicer masses and stay away from all the ugly...
Thank you and you weren't hard on me. My context is a little different bcause of where I live and maybe you didn't know that. Infidelity may not be exactly the same either, Dr. H told me that. He thinks WH has a mistress and not a lover, and didn't give me much hope.
Hi CC, Rella, Neak & gang and SS ..... CC that Hymn you are after .. is that called "I am the bread of life (I will raise him up)" ?????....the one by John Talbot I think??? if so I have a MP3 of it from my daughter who had to learn it for the church choir ... it really is a restful hymn too and they sing it during Communion quite often at church.
If you want it let me know and I can email to you soon as I get Liz to find it for me. We had a bit of a family tragedy today and I think she is more affected than I first thought so I may have to have a talk to her for a while..... might be day or so before I get to email it.
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Hi AW,
I'm sorry you're having a sad day.
No it's not that hymn but I would love to hear it if you send it to me.
this one says:
Bread of life
Truth eternal
Broken now
to set us free
The risen Christ
His saving power
is here in bread and wine for me.
it was written and performed by a british duo Stanley and Boyce.
if you want I'll e mail the meditation it's in to you.
I often wonder just how much I ought to say....... about so many things.
Cinderella, you have a lot to say, (and you say it so well) but you are most often the master of the short comment. I would guess that is because you need at least a few hours of sleep at night, after dealing with every thing else you have to deal with.
CC, you are such an interesting person. You want so much to do what is right, and what is best. I am so sorry it is a struggle in as many ways as it is. I know the tests are different for all of us though, and yours will fit well, and not be more than you can bear. I believe you know that too, , and that knowing adds some measure of comfort, but it doesn't make it easy.
T&L struggles with her own cross. She talked a lot about the early years, and I believe she has come to terms with the "test" part of life. That is, she realizes it will be difficult, and she has resigned her self to it. I just hope it doesn't weigh so heavily on any of you that you feel it will never get better, or never end.
AW has her moments too. We don't know what it is right now, but life will challenge us, and we rise or fall depending on how we face it.
I know all of you have your methods of coping. It was so good to see what Cinderella wrote to CC. You gals have a lot of common ground - you have been through the same experience.
I have not been through it myself. Sometimes I wonder why I stick around this thread, as I am on MB very little these days. My goal is to strengthen faith, and I hope I can help with that in some small way.
Well, that is all background for the rest of this.
I asked CC about music, because it is an indicator of sorts.
What kind of music triggers doubts and brings back our fears?
What kind of music encourages us, and talks to us of our dreams?
What smooths out bad days?
Takes away the blues?
Helps us get back in good moods?
Of course, by it's self, music has a difficult time doing any of this. We usually supply the base feelings, and music augments them.
Sometimes we are down, and we want to have a pity party, so we don't turn off the things that trigger us, or we even will seek them out - and wallow in our feelings.
Often we realize that we need help to lift ourselves up, and we seek out music that aids us. Things that uplift, with a happy beat, and words that bring joy, or help us remember happier times.
CC, what you sent is in the latter category. I was wondering if there were any music that explained the feeling you have - that something is still missing. Sometimes it's very difficult to explain those feelings, because we don't understand them ourselves. We feel the lack, but we can't identify exactly where it comes from, or what will take it away.
We have to look at our lives for the answers........
When we look at others, it is often easy to see things. When we look at ourselves, it is most often much more difficult. I am not just talking about things we do wrong.
CC has so much going for her. She has expressed that in public, she is outgoing, and looks like she is doing well. That means (to me) that in private, she has doubts, and wonders about a lot of things. I think it is good that you have shared with us CC, I think it helps when we do that. I also know that it is very, very difficult to share, even with strangers. When you hardly knew us, it was easier, but the better (this applies to most people) we know someone, the less comfortable many of us are with talking about personal things with them.
These things are interesting to me.......... after all, the relationships, and friendships we make here are one of the few things we can take with us into the next life. I am learning a lot by talking to all of you.
I have seen people say (many times) here on MB that we shouldn't look for a relationship to make us happy, we should be happy in and of ourselves, and then the relationship can help ADD to our happiness. I think it is in Genesis that God says "it is not good that the man should be alone." My personal opinion is that it applies to women too. I think we are meant to have a companion. I believe the OT calls it a "helpmeet."
Perhaps that term explains it best.
"a help as his counterpart" = a help suitable to him"
I see marriage as a partnership. I see my W and I as equal partners. One is not more important than the other. We have different responsibilities, but equal voice. I can't imagine going back to doing things alone.
Now, many of you don't have the option that I have. You really do have to find happiness though. I believe it can be done. All things (that are good) are possible through the Lord Jesus Christ. I believe everyone can be happy in that context. It's just that the "not good for man to be alone" is always with us, and we are aware of it as we go along.
We can be happy, and then, we can be happy. Sometimes we have the first, but not the second.
I am wondering if CC is happy, but feels the loss. It's more difficult when one doesn't know if one can ever get it back. Cinderella, I think you have some hope there.
Of course, even in a healthy marriage there are problems. Then, there are unhealthy marriages. I know women who are married, who have no hope of ever having a good relationship. That applies to some men also.
The way to happiness may be simple, but not always easy.
Simple? Yes, you just do the things that bring happiness.
Easy?
Did that make you smile?
My faith helps with this -
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."
"In this world, you shall have tribulation, but be of good cheer, I have over come the world."
"How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publish peace. That sayeth unto Zion, thy God reigneth."
CC, I think your music, and associated meditation are probably great helps. You KNOW that God is real, even if things on this world are less than perfect. I am glad that you know. I hope it brings you strength.
Once I told you to keep dreaming. Not at night, but when you think of your future. I do believe that you can have the full measure of happiness that you wish for. I hope you will keep praying for God help you find it.
Often we have too little faith. This is not trying to take away from anyone - what did the man say who came to have his child healed? "Lord, I believe, help thou mine unbelief."
Probably all of us need our faith strengthened as we go along, as we continue to meet the tests of life.
I hope you use all the tools that are there for you to use.
Prayer, scripture study, meditation, music, and interaction with other like minded people, just to name a few. I pray for all of you daily.
(Note, the first time through, I had the word medication, in place of meditation. Was that a Freudian slip?)
SS
You want so much to do what is right, and what is best
true, I can't imagine thinking not doing what is best and always good, not bad, but I'm not the only one. Context is very important. When I lived in Canada 21 years ago for 9 months, my main remark about the experience was that you couldn't be mean or bad there! Everyone seemed to be kind, and helpful, and cheerful. I kept thinking that no one really needed to go to confession much over there. It was hard to be mean or selfish! And I felt comfortable, very comfortable.
In my country it's quite the opposite and that is the main difficulty, and hard to solve too.
an everyday example: people don't get to work on time, just about never! If I say something about it there will be all sort of excuses and I would be considered "hard", critical, not compassionate etc. It makes you doubt that being punctual or on time is the right thing to do. This is an every day, all sorts of situations thing! Can drive you crazy!!!!! unless you know it will probably be that way and then you are happy when things happen on time, you are pleasantly surprised!
Sometimes I wonder why I stick around this thread
because we want you to! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
we'd go get you if you didn't come.
music has a difficult time doing any of this
Music can make me nauseous! It really gets to me. I generally like sad love songs. One singer I like to listen to, (but not see), is Julio Iglesias, and partly it's because I believe (and this is totally a personal opinion) he has sung his heart out. A few years ago, about 20 or more years after his divorce he had a new cd called "divorce". when I saw it my first thought was that maybe he has now gotten over it! But I'm not sure he has got over his first wife, in spite of everything that has happened. She remarried at least twice and has a child from each new marriage. He never reamarried but has 5 children with his longtime GF! Being a spaniard I would bet he was or is a catholic, but even that cannot explain by itself the fact that he never remarried and that most of his songs speak of longing, of loneliness, of fear, of love, past love, life...Some are desperate, others are love songs.
I also like Shania Twain, Gordon Lightfoot, Bryan Adams, a spanish singer called Rosana who also sings mostly love songs about missing the lover, and quite a few others.
I was wondering if there were any music that explained the feeling you have - that something is still missing.
Many songs. But why wallow in these feelings here? It's not something that it is useful to share...
she has doubts, and wonders about a lot of things
I used to worry about all these doubts and worries, but Peck explained to me that it is actually a good thing, so I don't worry any more! Now I enjoy doubts and wondering...In a very simplified way, it means I care and I want to care. So now I can live peacefully with my doubts and wonderings.
less comfortable many of us are with talking about personal things with them.
I was always astounded about the personal things people talked about and felt that I was the one not able to share personal stuff. Now I think that I don't mind sharing as long as the recipient cares, and most people on MB CARE, so it's easy for me to share.
With the people in the group I told you about I tried to share but they weren't honestly interested, they each had their own reasons for bringing up the subject of infidelity... but with the friend who is now suffering it, things have radically changed. Now I know she cares so I am able to share much more with her. And she shares things with me that she never said before, she had actually said opposite things during the "general conversation".
Personally, and this is solely due to God's grace, I have nothing to hide. I am very fortunate, very, and I realize that, and I am very grateful. That is THE main reason I started going to daily mass: to say thank you. Now I'm hooked.
I think it is in Genesis that God says "it is not good that the man should be alone."
Actually I partially agree with you in this. I agree that MAN should not be alone, but I believe that for women it is not as necessary. Dr. Harley has pointed out that women thrive after divorce whereas men are a disaster. Those are part of the differences between men and women. And I believe he is right because it has been what I have noticed so it's easy to believe. This doesn't mean that I don't think that women shouldn't have a husband. On the contrary marriage is the way to achieve the highest levels of human development, according to God and Dr. Harley and probably many others.
I believe that.
There is something missing in me...and that is undeniable. And I don't think it is something that will just go away, or is replaceable. Other kinds of relationships might exist but THE marriage is not replaceable, ignorable, forgettable etc.
Once someone on MB asked if one would have married their spouse knowing what they now knew. I couldn’t imagine not marrying my husband, even if I had known that he would be unfaithful. “Something” joined me to him. I couldn’t give you specific reasons for marrying him, but I could make a list of the things “in spite of “ which I married him. And I don’t regret marrying him, even now. Of course there are things I wish I had done, some I regret doing, but I don’t regret marrying him. And I’m still his wife.
You KNOW that God is real, even if things on this world are less than perfect. I am glad that you know. I hope it brings you strength.
Yes He does bring me strength.
But it was on MB that I learned that God never asks more than you are capable of. And whether that is true or not, if I believe it (and I do) it will be true, and therefore everything is possible (through Jesus).
I hope you use all the tools that are there for you to use.
Prayer, scripture study, meditation, music, and interaction with other like minded people, just to name a few.
I’m not very good at meditation but I’ve been following Pray as you go faithfully for a whole year now. Interaction with like minded people is only on the internet for now, but I have hope of finding live people who are like minded to talk to!
Haven't read everything tonight....
CC, I would love to hear the song.
I have an artist to suggest for you. Amy Grant - she grew up in my town but she has a beautiful voice. She's in her 40s now and has been singing professionally for over 20 years.
Here's a "Mercy Me" song for you. It's entitled "I Can Only Imagine"
I can only imagine
What it will be like
When I walk
By your side
I can only imagine
What my eyes will see
When your face
Is before me
I can only imagine
CHORUS:
Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel
Will I dance for you Jesus or in awe of you be still
Will I stand in your presence or to my knees will I fall
Will I sing hallelujah, will I be able to speak at all
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
When that day comes
And I find myself
Standing in the Son
I can only imagine
When all I will do
Is forever
Forever worship You
I can only imagine
Found you an Amy Grant song - it's called "Thy Word"
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
When I feel afraid,
And think Ive lost my way.
Still, youre there right beside me.
Nothing will I fear
As long as you are near;
Please be near me to the end.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
I will not forget
Your love for me and yet,
My heart forever is wandering.
Jesus by my guide,
And hold me to your side,
And I will love you to the end.
Nothing will I fear
As long as you are near;
Please be near me to the end.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet
And a light unto my path.
And a light unto my path.
Youre the light unto my path.
One more song....feeling worse....gotta go to bed EARLY and I'm gonna take my cough medicine. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
EVERYTHING GLORIOUS
The day is brighter here with You
The night is lighter than its hue
Would lead me to believe
Which leads me to believe
(chorus)
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
And I am Yours
What does that make me?
My eyes are small but they have seen
the beauty of enormous things
Which leads me to believe
there's light enough to see that
(chorus)
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
And I am Yours
From glory to glory
You are glorious You are glorious
From glory to glory
You are glorious. You are glorious
Which leads me to believe
why I can believe that
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
And I am Yours
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
And I am Yours
From glory to glory From glory to glory
You are glorious. You are glorious.
You are glorious. You are glorious.
by Dave Crowder Band
Thank you Cinder. They look like lovely songs, lovely lyrics. But how do I get the music?
And I would send you the one I have but you haven't sent me an e mail address... maybe it's because you're not feeling well. I hope you're better today.
found Amy Grant on Ares, so I will be able to listen !!!!
What beautiful songs!
Wow, have I ever been slacking - it was a long week. One project I have going is some writing for a company my brother works for/is helping establish. They have developed some new software previously thought to be impossible, and it has been garnering some attention, at least in computery circles. So I am writing bios, and will be doing some product writeups and stuff too, so we'll see what happens.
Mom took the kids camping again this weekend, but not real camping since it's in a cabin, lol. It turns out to be a good thing I stayed, since Grandpa is getting sick with a cold or sumpin. Mom doesn't even know yet, since they don't have internet in those cute little rustic cabins.
I'm not even going to wake him up to go to church, either. If he gets up, fine, but he has been coughing and coughing, and was wobbly walking from one room to the next. I think the tussin may be starting to work on his cough, but the last thing I want is to drag him to church while Mom is out of touch, and have him pass out (and fall in the only puddle of 'water' on the floor of the whole church :rolleyes ). Not to mention what the dry cleaner would say about his suit. No, no, no. That does not sound like fun to Neaky-poo.
Time to go to sleep. AJ fell asleep just after 8, but I had to wait long enough to make sure GP made it to bed ok. He has, and my eyelids are drooping. But it is so good to be back with you and put my feet up for a while.
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Nope, don't wake him for church.
I assume you must be talking about giving him some dextromethorphan when you mentioned "tussin". I run from that stuff. Really messes w/ my head if I take it for more than 2-3 days. I do better w/ guafinesin w/ codeine in it. At least, with that stuff I'm usually TKOd. Dextro.....sort of stays in my system and has a narcotic affect/effect. I get to where I can't think.
Nope, straight tussin. Powerful toward cough, non-drowsy and I haven't noticed any side effects one way or the other.
Well, I see that one of the side effects of tussin can be decreased urination. That might help w/ the falling in the puddles problem.
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Well the power went out last night, and we didn't dare leave Grandpa home with candles while we got an emergency supply of firelogs in case it didn't come back on. We walked him way farther than I liked in Wal Mart, so we left him in the car at Lowe's.
He ran away.
I found him in the commode section. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
" It turns out to be a good thing I stayed, since Grandpa is getting sick with a cold or sumpin. Mom doesn't even know yet, since they don't have internet in those cute little rustic cabins."
Ah, the joys of rustic cabins - no bad news over the internet.........
The rustic cabin is sounding better and better .... I wonder if mum could look after Mikey so Aussie and I could disappear to one?
I'm not at work after all the doc put me off for another week with more pills and needles .... I'm going to rattle soon.
I already rattle.... you should hear my lovely cough. I think I'll get over it in about 4 more weeks. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> AW, we could form our own club.
Frankly, I think a not-so-rustic cabin sounds better. No internet but a fireplace, central heat, hot tub, cozy bed, well equipped and stocked kitchen. And some comfy furniture to lounge on.
Yes B, plenty of time for getting bad news when you get back home again. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Rattle Club Girls, I sure hope you both are feeling better right away and not so rattly. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
You know, if you miss hearing a lot of that bad news while you are in communicado, it becomes less pressing and urgent later. Sometimes, a crisis about which you are blissfully ignorant becomes less critical later.
Oh, I saw Aussie posting last night, encouraging another man to take his time in deciding to divorce. His sweet little self just warmed my heart.
That ought to be a major LB deposit for AW. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I just think he was so wonderful to say that ...... my LB deposit account is overflowing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> I'm sort of bouncing off the ceiling with love, even today <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Kaylee's husband's funeral today ....long day today and without Aussies support I don't know what I would have done. He just held my hand and his strength was so comforting.
Liz and other young wives and partners of soldiers, her cousins and mum held Kaylee for the whole painful episode very sad for our whole family.
The escort was from his unit, all mates, You know I've never seen a funeral escort cry before. Many of those in attendance had danced at their wedding.... now they stood in shocked silence.... the magnitude of the tragedy almost too much to absorb. Forever young. may God welcome him home.
all of us... Liz... Hayley... and my sisters and their kids met later at a small cafe for dinner. Mum .. Aussie and myself got left with 9 kids as they drifted off with their other halves guess they needed to be together for a while. We have them here as mum said she would look after them all but I think she needs dad for a while too. Mikey and 6 little girls are all snuggled up asleep with Aussie on the lounge... they just LOVE Uncle Aussie ... the older two are watching Foxtel music channel.
Don't you think I am so lucky to be here to see this snuggle of kids? Because I know I am ... lots of love here tonight and you know what? we're ok. He really loves me... he's amazing.
Kaylee, obviously, is someone for whom you care greatly. What is the relationship? I'm missing something.
Kaylee is my cousin's oldest daughter ... 23yrs old with a baby boy. And now a war widow. Who can make sense of such things? Its all in God's hands but sometimes it's very hard to accept.
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Liz is very upset as they interacted a lot more than me because of age and that. She's been throwing herself into work at the hospital... just now got back home from 6 am to 10.30pm shift. She says the kids there makes it all seem worthwhile. She's right I think. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW.
Its all in God's hands but sometimes it's very hard to accept.
He wishes it were otherwise, but he lets us go, and learn, and live with both the good, and the bad.
I don't know how it is, so I'll just say that I wish it were otherwise too, and I care, but beyond that, I have a hard time knowing what to say.
No one is complaining today, so I figure you are all doing really well. I think my cold is finally going away, and I am glad, but it doesn't seem so bad ever since Tuesday. Tuesday I visited a man who has cancer, and is missing a leg. There is a chance he may loose his home, because the insurance company is not paying the Dr bills lately. He seemed in fine spirits though, and I thought about that. Maybe I should be more thankful. I think I will.
Of course I can still try to improve my situation, but I can be happier while I am doing it.
CC, I am trying to find something about marriage to send you, but I haven't found it yet.
SS
Oh, AW, I am so sorry. So sorry for all those young men and women.
All I have to do right now is pick up my local paper and I see how lucky I am. So many people killed by the weather here this week. So many people lost their homes and their loved ones.
You know, God gives us a lot of room to make choices. Sometimes, we suffer because of other people's choices. Sometimes, others suffer because of ours. And, He is always there for us when we suffer.
SS, glad you are better. Two weeks ago, I was flat on my back because I was so sick. Last week, both children were sick w/ different things. This week, we aren't our best but, for a change, we are all vertical. That is better than horizontal.
my dates on here are all still mixed up, but at least i might be able to see some of the posts since yesterday.
Welcome Neak..........
Has the Dervish been playing with your computer?
Cinderella,
You seem much better, I really hope you are.
I'm glad T&L didn't get frost bite. At least we haven't heard about it so far. The bad foot must be doing a little better?
Hi Neak Sis !! I hope your day is bright and sunny.
CC, I still haven't found it, but I admit that there has not been much time for looking.
SS
I am much better, thanks for asking, SS.
- 2 weeks ago, I was sick
- last week, both children were sick
- this week, had to deal w/ my last uncle's death. and my mom not even remembering I had gone to the funeral though she rode there with me (40 miles) then home from the cemetary (150 miles)
Three unproductive weeks at work. Hope for better next week.
It looks like your mom's memory is like mine. Last week I set a fanny pack with my wallet/camera/phone in it on a bench, and walked off without it. It never did turn up. I'm still trying to figure out what's going on in my brain.
Tell your mom that.......... What was I going to say??
Oh well........
At least it's Friday. (Saturday for AW)
The good thing is that all my credit cards are canceled, so I can't spend money now.
SS
I know I had my checkbook Monday but I haven't seen it since I left the auto repair shop. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Really I probably can't blame the Dervish.
Justuss has been trying hard all day to help me. Nothing worked, but finally I logged on in Mozilla instead of Explorer, and it was fine.
I felt like I got stuck between dimensions - trapped, exposed - everyone else could see and hear me but I was here all alone. Forever stuck at 1:50pm 2/7/08. *twilight zone music*
So I can still slip into that other dimension any time I want to, since Explorer is not fixed. But I can come out into the light if I want, too. Which of course I do. I talk, and people talk back to me. And I can hear them. Wow!
Rella and SS, I hope you both find your missing items, but SS I will be honest, Rella has a much better chance.
The Dervish has been being exhausting the last several days. Not sure what wild hair got wound up, but I know it wasn't the caffeinated candy - I flushed that down the toilet several days ago. (Not before Mr. C had ingested most of it.)
And tonight I told the Princess to rub my feet for restitution. "But...but....but....." So I told her that she had been bad at some point in her life, and she was giving me restitution for that. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> It worked.
So so tired. Don't tell Neaksis I Tae-Bo'd without her this morning before school, heh heh. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
It's not yet 7 p.m. and I am considering going to bed. Haven't gotten enough sleep lately. Does that sound like I'm nuts?
It's not yet 7 p.m. and I am considering going to bed. Haven't gotten enough sleep lately. Does that sound like I'm nuts?
No, it means you really are sick, and stressed, or both.
I hope you got enough sleep.
Neak, I have been using Mozilla Firefox for over a year, and it works lots better for me on MB.
As far as finding my missing items - I have already written them off as not recoverable, canceled my charge cards, and gotten a new Drivers License. I really hope Cinderella gets her check book back.
The Dervish has been being exhausting the last several days. Not sure what wild hair got wound up, but I know it wasn't the caffeinated candy - I flushed that down the toilet several days ago. (Not before Mr. C had ingested most of it.)
I didn't even know they made caffeinated candy. I wish we lived in a better world.
I was reading from one of our Uncle Arthur volumes last night (to one of the grand kids.) I thought about the Dervish, and your other children, and your Sisters children. We worry about environment, and how children are raised, and this is very important. However, I also believe we will find out (with God's help) who we are, even if we have a bad environment. Jesus said "my sheep hear my voice." I like the dervish a lot, and I have not met him. He has learned how to think, even if that thinking does not always lead to the correct conclusion. In short, he has a great deal to learn, but he is trying so hard to learn it. I see that as good (in the long term.) IN the short term, I hope his mother survives his education. I have great faith that she will - just so you know. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I have a great deal of faith in children who have loving parents. Some of them are lost for a time, but I know God hears prayers, and I know he has much power to soften hearts, and bring back those lost sheep. He still does his work, and he is good at it.
Cinderella, you might notice that Neak doesn't get enough sleep either. I was going to get some extra for both of you, they had a sale at Home Depot on 5 gal buckets. However, when I got there, it was sold out, and no rain checks. I didn't even get any for me. Oh well.......
CC, do you have any new beach photos for us? I'm still waiting to hear how your holiday went.
SS
Well, it was about 10 when I finally got to bed. But, that was still early - for me.
It's about 10:50 Monday night right now. Just a few more posts and I'm going to bed.
I am stressed. I live there. I don't feel fully recovered from my cruds - typically, a respiratory bout like that will leave me w/ a cough for a month or more and I've been at it for almost 3 weeks. Better but not well.
Speaking of caffeine, AJ & Mr. C are both tweaking and trying to go to sleep, having found out too late to do them any good, that Barq's Root Beer, sweet innocent little root beer, was caffeinated. They swilled plenty with their pizza. I could've told them to check it, but they didn't ask me.
You are completely correct in your analysis of the Dervish, and yes, you would like him, too. He is loads of fun in small doses, quite a bit of fun in medium doses, and in large doses...well I love him anyway. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We read Uncle Arthur tonight, and last night, and most of the other nights besides that. They love the Bedtime Stories and the Bible Stories both. Those sweet little stories go across labels, generations, barriers, and are as attractive to children now as 50 years ago. (But when you pick the Desire of Nations for your subject matter, that is what happens.)
Today AJ's load to Reno cancelled, so there was no way to get Mr. C home before the Canada trip. I will get to see them again probably in the first few days of April. But if you hear anything about the Disney on Ice Tour in Canada, that is them. That is they? This is they? It was those? My eyelids are drooping, and so is my brain. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Happy night to all my friends.
So many subjects...
caffeine... Though I love my coffee its two max a day the rest is decaff... Aussie drinks this black stuff that you can stand a spoon up in as long as the spoon hasn't dissolved and tea... he wanted me to get some tea from a importer because he had got used to a russian caravan tea mix in that 'other' place. Well I got something called that and crikey!! I could paint it on a concrete pad and it would seal it!!! There must be enough tanin in it to cure hides. men have such strange tastes sometimes. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
SS stay away from the hardware store ... NOW!! lol
Rella you do need more sleep.... I know cause you stay up when I do <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
CC more beach photos please! The last ones were very nice and I could imagine myself sitting there doing absolutely NOTHING!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Mr C & AJ away for an entire month??? How will momma survive?? How will AJ survive? Well I will pray that the jobs go through more often though and that things are then not so hard for you all.
SS is so right about the Dervish....... I just love his antics and thinking.... but look no worries just wait until the darling Princess starts dating and Mr C finds out about girls ... just thought I'd remind you of all the fun times ahead ! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
My story book reading is confined to the Wiggles and anything the Wiggles are in. Do you know how many times I have sung Big Red Car? over and over and over .................. oh and the dancing you just HAVE to dance while you do Big Red Car ... apparently its a rule or something ... and if Captain Feathersword shows us how to Nicky, Nacky Nocky Noo ONE MORE TIME ... he's dog food I tell you... dog food!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
However its the only time Mikey's quiet and totally still, when the Wiggles are on TV. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
As for the other boys, well Aussie and Jonny are on 12 hours standby for Timor, but everyone is hoping things will be resolved without more fighting. well one can always hope I guess ... JJ is just peeved he can't go for Gods sake. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Last night, I got in bed around midnight. Finally drifted off aroung 2:30. LOUD clap of thunder woke me at 4:30. That was it for the night. YUCK!
Here is a gift for everyone who ever shops on the aisle...or who knows someone who might want to shop on this aisle......
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
[color:"pink"]The Womb[/color] <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Last night, I got in bed around midnight. Finally drifted off aroung 2:30. LOUD clap of thunder woke me at 4:30. That was it for the night. YUCK!
I didn't even know T&L was visiting. How nice of her to wake you up early, so you could be ready for work on time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
SS
Watch it, or I'll come and visit you next!!
t&l
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> WOMB <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
In case one isn't enough, you can make yourself another.
Ah ....... NO thanks Rella .... I have enough trouble with one let alone a extra!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Well, Neak, the Dervish has survived the night with me, you will be happy to know, and will be allowed out of his sleeping bag as soon as it warms up. Your dad forgot to turn the heat on before he left for work and the Dervish is too skinny to be running around in the ambient temperature right now! Lucky for me I carry my own insulation...
And don't let anybody make you think you need an extra womb, either. You'll just have to make do, and have, with what you've got! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Where is your womb(at)? Not in Australia, and not on the piano, either. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
*grooooooooooan* My womb is right where it belongs, with a view.
Dervish? Dervish who?
We didn't turn on the heat this morning. The house was still so warm from yesterday that I just threw one little log in the fireplace to take the edge off, and it is fine.
AJ & Mr. C should have already gotten some snow, and it is supposed to be -12F for them tonight.
Unfortunate phraseology, my dear!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
You mean you have never heard of that famous movie? It is about a womb overlooking the Arno.
I'm reading the words...... but It's not getting through to me.
Room with a view?
I often hear of young married folks wanting to go away to romantic locations for their honeymoon. I tell them to save their money and go later, when they can properly appreciate it. They hardly ever listen, but later they tell me I was right.
T&L, you can visit any time. You were a model guest.
Neak, after reading about some of your plans on the other thread, I can see where the Dervish gets his energy from. Good for you.
AW,
My children gave me a small greenhouse for Christmas. It needs a little work before I can use it (plant benches, vent for warmer days, tool bin, etc.) I have been visiting the hardware store quite a bit, and having a great time. Now if I just had more time.
We continue to pray for your families protection and safety. God be with you.
SS
T&L, you can visit any time. You were a model guest.
That's because I left the lightning strikes and thunderclaps
at home!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I don't actually have the energy for it, but since God wants it done I figure He'll take care of that part of it. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I don't actually have the energy for it, but since God wants it done I figure He'll take care of that part of it.
He is good at helping, isn't he. I have faith in him, but I have a lot of faith in you too. I'm glad you are willing.
How long before you go back to work T&L? Not that I want you to, but It would help me gauge how you are.
Or are you retired now? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
SS
Just finished having worship with the Dervish. I was trying to get him to figure out the word "sin." But when I asked him what did he call it when he did something wrong, he said, "I dissipate--I mean, disobey." And at the end, when we prayed and I told him to say, "In Jesus' name," he said, "In Genius' name," so I assume he's either talking about Uncle Neakbro or himself! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Something to keep you occupied:
Toss The Cow Game
moooo mooooo moooo
725 but I missed almost all of them
My highest was 1275. Go for the rabbits.
t&l
1800. We're having rabbit stew tonight! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> Well, why not? The rabbits are vegetarians and so are we... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Mikey LOVES that game......... just not too keen on hitting things.... but he loves throwing the cows!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I think my W is hooked now. Way to Go Cinderella. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
SS
30 minutes after we got home from seeing Spamalot last night, my ear started hurting. 4 hrs later, I drove myself to the ER. They said I have ear infection and gave me 3 prescriptions. 3 hours later, my ear drum ruptured. Pain pills will be my friend this weekend. Children gone. Anyone want to come care for my animals until Sunday? I guess I won't be running the powerpoint presentation for church. afternoon.
So sorry - don't know how you can stand it sometimes.
It's hard to take the weekend off, when there are animals depending on you.
Send them away with the kids?
Maybe Neak can box up the Dervish and send him next day air.
He could take care of both you, and the animals.
SS
Children went with church youth group to the mountains for the weekend. I may call my neighbor. She would gladly come over once or twice. Not only do I have to wobble downstairs, but I also have to lean over to get to the bowls. Both of those are not good ideas.
Don't you know that my boss felt horrible? I had a physical scheduled for this morning. Yesterday, he told me I couldn't have the time off to go. So, instead of missing half a day for the physical, I missed the whole day. In reality, I hurt so badly last night that I couldn't have waited 6 more hours to see the doctor.
Hope you feel better, poor thing. Sending the Dervish to you is a tempting thought...I'm sure he would feed your animals if you asked, but what else would he find to do - that is the question.
I still have the Prince's game. I could ship that at the same time.
Thanks to Mom, I am completely childless tonight. Shame I'm too sleepy to enjoy it for very long.
Do not send the dervish, PLEASE! I can't deal with a child this weekend. He would have to fend for himself, totally. Took a pain pill. Gonna let dog out for a minute and go back to bed.
Yes, but are you up to dealing with a velociraptor? No? Not one of those, either? Well, never mind then. You can't say I didn't try to help. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
No, no dervishes.
No, no velociraptors.
No, no bickering teenagers.
Yes, to someone who could clean up and cook for me. A woman can not live on juice alone.
I have the purrrrrrfect thing for you Rella I cooked it for Aussie on the weekend ... however I don't do cleaning ... I mean why else have all these daughters and adopted daughters here?? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I'm working on how to keep them here and run their lives ... I'll have to ask my mum on that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> of course you don't have to ever tell her that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
Ok serious stuff with food ...this works with prawns and chicken ... I tried it with both when I realised I had run out of prawns one day. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
You have to make the savoury wine and then the prawn dish .. well I do it that way
so you need for the Savoury Wine Rice....
90g butter
1 clove garlic
1 onion
2 cups rice
2 1/2 chicken stock
1/2 cup white wine (or brandy)
6 shallots (chopped)
2 sprigs parsley (chopped)
Salt and pepper to taste
and for the Green Butterfly Prawns with Ginger and Mango Sauce you need .....
1kg green prawns ... butterfly them works great
100g butter
2tbs oil
1knob ginger - grated or buy it crushed in the bottle if in a hurry
2tbs rice flour
2tbs sugar
2cups chicken stock - buy this as well
2cups lemon juice
2tsp soy
2tsp white wine or sherry .... this can be hard work to drink all that wine until you are left 2 tsp <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ...
Salt and pepper to taste
1 mango diced ... I have trouble cleanly dicing mango but there you go even trying all those tricks they show on TV cooking shows <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Ok so now what you do for the rice ...
Heat butter in pan
Add crushed garlic and chopped onion and fry until onion is tender
Add rice and stir for 2 mins
Add 1 cup of chicken stock.. stir uncovered until nearly all the liquid is gone
Add remaining stock.. wine .. salt and pepper then bring to the boil and reduce heat and simmer for a few minutes
Turn off heat and place lid on pan.
Stir every 4 mins to loosen rice until soft
Add shallots and mix into rice
Add fresh parsley before serving if you feel like it
For the prawns ...
Peel and wash prawns and cut down the back to 'butterfly' them ... tail or not if you want but Aussie doesn't like "Sh*t ends like" that I quote <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Heat pan, add butter and oil
Add chopped ginger and sauté
Add prawns, cook until a little coloured then remove and then put aside
Place pan back on heat and add rice flour and a little sugar gradually
Add a little chicken stock and lemon juice and stir in pan
Add wine or sherry and mango and stir
Reduce heat and simmer for 2 minutes
Add prawns and a dash of soy
serve the prawns on the rice ..... yum yum yum except if you cannot stand shellfish like me ... it smells ok though <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> .. and at least it wasn't wabbit or roo. He makes us all eat those <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> Big Mac sounds SO much better <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
I've eaten roo as an adult. I've tasted o'possum as an adult. I probably tasted rabbit as a child. Goat makes good barbeque. I no longer eat veal or lamb though I like both of them. I do chicken, seafood/fish, pork, and beef. I am not into game animals.
The recipe sounds delicious. I just may have to give this a try. Green prawns.....don't know where to get them. May ask at Whole Foods. Otherwise I'll have to try fresh shrimp as a substitute.
Oh dear!!!! I ran them off. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/teary.gif" alt="" />
My goodness you guys are making me glad to be a vegetarian!
t&l
T&L shellfish is quite ok if you like it ...... I give mine to Aussie which is probably why he likes going to seafood restaurants <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Rella large shrimp would work very well... much the same as prawns as far as I have ever worked out. They both taste slimy sea salty to me .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
T&L I am sure they have replacement shrimp flavoured vege bits available to try it .... its got Mango in it!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
A friend once said our veggie scallops tasted like shrimp. It's worth a try, since it's got mango...
Mr. C is trying to learn to speak French. The temperature has been rising bit by bit, today they may have a high all the way up to 10F, a substantial improvement over the high of -9 yesterday.
Quite a change for 2 tropical Californians.
replacement shrimp flavoured vege bits
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> Do they have imitation sea-salt/slimy flavor too? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I think you have to add that.
A friend once said our veggie scallops tasted like shrimp
I absolutely refuse to believe it! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
t&l
I HATED tofu as a kid. All they did was flop the chunks out on a plate and it was GROSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Now there's all kinds of ways to fix it up and some of it is really great.
t&l
I can't understand how the rest of my mob eat cockroaches of the sea. yuck
sand whiting fillets are ok as are most fish fillets ..... but those slimy other things are not for me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
try the recipe with chicken replacement nut meat or do they do that in tofu? we dont get much variety here ... well not unless you pay for it.
we used to eat lots of tofu ... oh .... Liz tells me that was toffee <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I made steamed veges in Oyster Sauce for dinner which Aussie loves .... then I had to cook the boys a hamburger super size, side order of chips in the fryer..... twice <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
So Gramps comes out tonight wearing his suit pants.
Neak: (squinting) Which pants are you wearing, Grandpa?
GP: My good ones.
Neak: We aren't going to church till tomorrow.
GP: (indignantly) I know!
Neak: (sighing) Well, I guess you can start getting ready early....
Neaksis said it wouldn't be ~so~ bad if I had him get dressed Friday nights and sleep in his clothes.
Tonight the Dervish got sent to bed early. No shock; he's been sent to bed early every single night this week. The Princess and I then sat down to study a Bible lesson, at her request. Every couple of seconds, Dervish would be back, interrupting, bugging, asking questions, begging for second chances, etc. etc.
As he reached a peak of interruptiveness, I read this part of the lesson to the Princess. "The devil hates the Bible, and will do almost anything to prevent people from reading it. He knows that its prophecies expose his plans to deceive the human race. So don't be surprised if Satan attempts to distract you from studying, or tries to get you preoccupied with other things. God will make a way for those who seek to know the truth to find it."
Young Princess snickered louder and louder as I went on, and horrified understanding dawned in the Dervish's eyes. "No, no" he protested, "Satan is not trying to get me to interrupt you. I am getting all these thoughts from inside my own head!"
I looked skeptically at him, but didn't say anything. I pretended not to notice when he scuttled out and got a book. Whether he believed his own protests or not, he didn't interrupt again, and the house was very quiet.
That bad Princess took to snickering again shortly after, when Grandpa sat down by us, looked at a puzzle of a famous Indian chief that Mom had put together and framed for AJ several years ago, and started to argue that it had once belonged to his mother. When he finally saw he couldn't win, he announced, "Well then, she had one just like it!" And happily got the last word, since there was no way I could contradict that one.
That's my evening in a nutshell, emphasis on 'nut'.
Well, I'm totally bummed...where did you say we can buy the happiness?
Son didn't get into his first choice school.
Bummer. Cleanup on Aisle 7, 1 bottle of happiness broken...hope #2 is do-able for you.
Well my boys are having some trip!
While visiting BIL in MT, Mr. C got sick. As in riotously stomachly sick. He raced for the bathroom with no time to spare, and sadly, did not succeed in getting the toilet lid up before it was too late. Have I mentioned their bathroom is carpeted?
Then they got to the Canadian border and were denied. They said AJ needed a work permit, and was not likely to be able to get one. After numerous hassles, the next day they determined that he was exempt, and allowed him through, but not before Mr. C had sat and talked their ears off for an hour or two.
Then when they got to Winnipeg, it was the coldest they had ever been. Lsat Tues nite, wind chill factor included, the thermometer showed -57. AJ walked into the store and back out, got in the truck, smiled, and his lips cracked open.
After all they went through, the tour had been delayed arriving, so they had to park at the truckstop in that horrible weather, for TWO DAYS!
At last they all got together Thursday, when AJ was finally able to take his truck down underneath the venue, where he was sheltered from the elements. There are showers, bathrooms, and the whole works.
Well today he took Mr. C out into the sunshine, since it was a balmy 22F, which they thoroughly enjoyed. But when it came time to go back to the truck, security wouldn't let him in. He told them he was driving the show, but because he had a kid with him, they thought he was trying to sneak in. After a half hour or so, they finally figured out they could let him in.
Tomorrow he loads out, I think for London, ON, but I'd have to look it up to be sure.
Well, it's getting windy, so I'm going to batten a few hatches. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
WOW! That's a story! How is MR C keeping up w/ school work?
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Regarding school for next year:
Choice #2 is not at all supported by xh and his wife. The more I think about it, the more I think it might not be a good choice.
I'm thinking seriously about looking long and hard at our zoned public school. He wouldn't be trying to fit into an already established culture. He would have more friend options. It might be a good place for him, all things considered.
When Newsweek ranks the top 500 public high schools in the nation, the zoned school comes in around 200th in the nation. The top rated non-magnet school in the state.
Sounds like that might be a viable option. I doubt any of CA's public schools are on the top 500 list, but probably most of them are on the bottom 500.
Mr. C was fortunate enough to have alllllll his schoolbooks with him. And he has plenty of time to work on it.
Now they're on their way to Ontario.
Last year, Newsweek ranked my daughter's HS as the 25th best in the nation. Now, I know statisticians can concoct any sort of ranking. This was based, in part, on number of honors and Advanced Placement tests taken and past - stuff like that. Our zoned HS came in 442 of the 1300 or so that were ranked. There were a number of California schools.
Newsweek's list
I will have an update on my wayfaring strangers, once my right hand wakes up again. It is like typing with a loaf of bread in one hand.
The omens are not good for Grandpa's visit to the ear doctor.
The Dervish woke me up at 4:30 am to tell me that Poppa was still up. The good thing is he was reading his Bible, the bad thing, well that's pretty obvious. So it's time to get him up now, and he's not going to be happy.
My boys are doing pretty good in their chilly-but-above-zerio temperatures. They have internet and a plug-in heater, and their boss came down to visit yesterday so Mr. C got to ride in the Hummer again. (Sound of glorious swelling trumpets.)
Mr. C also spent quite a while chatting with Mom, and said we should watch "super nany".
Well, time to face the music, it was nice knowing all of you. I'm glad Grandpa doesn't have a gun, so here goes.........
Just went and called GP again, who was still in bed for some reason.
AJ took some pix of Mr. C. Apparently he had been on the computer for a long time during the night, playing a truck-driving game. In the pix, he is slumped over the computer, fast asleep, with his truck in the ditch.
Good thing it was the guy playing the game, and not the one driving the real truck!
t&l
My father turns 79 this year, and is still doing really well. I suppose I should be thankful for the time I have had, and not worry about the future.
Sigh.....
SS
Yup, you should be thankful. Now, go call him and tell him you love him!
Neak, your story brings back memories......... of when I lived in Alberta, Canada.
I do not miss the cold AT ALL.
When people talk about moving to Montana, or places north.......... I shudder. I'm shivering now, as I type. I think I'll sign off, and go find a heater or a coat.
Rats, I didn't wear a coat into work today.
SS
Cinderella, it's about time you took a real vacation.
Where would you like to go?
Notice I didn't ask where you could afford to go...... we can talk about that later. I would just like to know where you would like to go if anything were possible.
Would this dream vacation be with you and the kids, or you and the diplomat?
How is work going these days?
SS
I found this link the other day. I think it helps put things in perspective.
Or, it helps us put things in perspective in our own lives if we take the time to think about it.
http://video.stumbleupon.com/#p=ithct48cqwThought you would enjoy it, but if you have dial up, it may take too long to download.
SS
Dream vacation.....
children are 17 and 15 so the dream vacation would be with them.
it might be New Zealand and Australia since daughter is named for a woman in Sydney.
Or, it would be one country in Europe for a few months. Maybe Great Britain (yeah, I know, that could be several countries). Someplace we could get to know.
That sounds fun, but I need more details.
(I can guess, but I want to hear it from you.)
Kids that age can be fun to travel with. Our youngest are the twins (14) We plan on going to Yellowstone this summer. This will be there second time for them.
Australia and or New Zealand would be fun, and I have thought about the British Isles too. Our family (on my fathers side) is from Wales. Sometime I would like to walk in the rain there.
We should all go to Australia at the same time, and let AW host us.
OK, more details. A month would give you time to do more than the highlights. I am curious.
SS
Randy Pausch's update page He's still alive, although declining slowly. He went scuba diving on December 1st. Amazing man.
t&l
Randy Pausch's update page
He's still alive, although declining slowly. He went scuba diving on December 1st. Amazing man.
t&l
Thanks, Sometimes I need an attitude adjustment, and these things are good for me to see.
That reminds me, how are you T&L?
I mean, I know you are alive, and you are semi mobile, but there are lots of other variables.
How's your zest for life?
That may be a good question to start with.
I worry about everyone here. Not that it's my place to do that, but still, I do. My conversations with God include all of you from time to time.
SS smiles, goes back to work.
How's your zest for life?
Did your family get my letter? It pretty much said it all. Maybe the letter had no zest for travel.
t&l
Yes, and I will comment in depth when I have more time (and when I have the letter before me.) However, that can change from day to day, and I wanted to know how you are today.
I gather it's about the same? <grin>
One of my best friends just got fired from work, so I've spent a long time on the phone with her. The hospital is trying to develop a "new climate" and didn't think she'd fit. The climate is mostly confrontational--administration has never met a fight with staff that they didn't like. I've heard so much bad about what's been going on since I left that I've been seriously considering whether or not I wanted to return...and that was before today's news.
I'd quit before I ever went back except that I have 3 recertifications due this year and I'll pass them easier there than anywhere else in the world, plus about $1000 worth of CE hours (home study) that I would just HATE to donate back to them...so I'm thinking temporary while I look for something different. This is just insane.
t&l
There are a lot of standard things that people often say to cheer each other up, but I'm not going to use them. Life has been hard lately for your family, and that is a massive understatement.
God has something in mind for your family. He takes care of his own. When you read this, you will know that it's true. You will feel it.
We don't get the blessings until after the trial of our faith. I believe the blessings will come to you in God's time.
The trick is to find joy in the journey. Your sense of Humor has always been a help to you, and to your family. One can't talk to them (or you) without knowing that.
It's a privilege to live - trials and all. Would you give up what you have (family) for an easy life? I know you would not even consider it.
Smile, and continue on. You can do this.
Not just do - do with style. We both know you can.
SS smiles, and winks.
Would you give up what you have (family) for an easy life?
Dunno. Which grandkid are we talking about? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
t&l
That's why I smiled and winked.
You pick - that's safer for me.
SS
I had a ticket to the symphony tonight. Since my ear incident two weeks ago, I can't hear well at all with my left ear. Thankfully, the hearing tests show the right one is normal.
We don't know what happened or what will happen w/ the left ear.
Everything sounds normal through the right ear. But, with the left ear, everything is muffled, maybe a bit delayed, and definitely distorted. So, I would hear a normal piano w/ the right and something more like a child's piano w/ the left.
I canceled my ticket.
Maybe next month will be better.
Oh, I hope your ear gets better quickly, Rella. Sounds miserable.
One small Dervish is asleep on my lap, so maybe he's not the one we're thinking of getting rid of. I mean, why do I even have to assume it will be one of mine? Neaksis has kids, too...
I'm doing special music at the Ceres church tomorrow, and Mom is going to play for me. Very pretty arrangement of "Be Thou My Vision". My XBF's mother invited me, probably as much to see the Dervish again as to hear me sing, lol. She is such a sweet lady, and has been crippled by MS for more than 30 years now. And tomorrow the kids will finally get to meet her parrot, who sings "Jesus Loves Me".
Speaking of the parrot, one of his favorite tricks back when he had a cat to play with, was to imitate the grandma's voice, "Here kitty kitty, here kitty kitty," then bite or pinch the cat's tail as it went by his cage. If Dervish were a bird......
Mom, make Grandpa go to bed - he's disobeying you. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> I have told him several times that he need to shave and go to bed, but he is still just sitting there. He says he will go, but he won't go. Make him listen!
Neaksis and I are in a Cold War style gardening competition. I got the first plants in the ground, but she was only an hour or two behind me with the first plants in a bed. Mine sprouted first, so she planted about 4x as many as I have. Flowers, too, not just edibles. So I got snapdragons to grow from seeds and share with Mom, then I can be the favorite daughter again. So Neaksis got more seeds. But I have sweet peas. But she has spaghettie squash.
It's going to be a long, tiring summer. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Call off SWAT, I finally got him to go.
You're gonna have to work with those snapdragons of yours. She's got hollyhocks! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Well I have TWO packages of snapdragons - mixed colors!
How do you feel about foxgloves?
Will you come do my yard? Maybe figure out what I can actually grow. I have two brown thumbs, no green ones. I even have eight brown fingers.
snapdragons, foxgloves, hollyhocks ha!!
I can grow couch!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
ok not so much grow it as having made it immune to every poison known to man......... now I try beating it to death with a shovel but it starts waving it's runners at me like in Day of the Triffids. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
SS good to hear all is well, Rella hope that ear gets better so you can enjoy the concert next week or when you can get to it.
T&L I think you should last out the 12 months if possible and do your retraining and then move to a place with better HR if it's that bad. I mean we all spend so much time at work you have to enjoy some of it or go mad...... Our Hospitals are SCREAMING for nurses and I assumed yours would be as well from all the ads you see in our papers offering big $$$ for Aust nurses to go work in the US??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis haven't heard from you in ages .... how are YOU and the anklebiters? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I found almost the perfect man for you last night <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> .... he's been away so I haven't seen him for ages ... nice gentle man as well as being a gentleman ..... about 6 ft.... broad shoulders ... so well mannered .... ok being Aust bloke he swears a little bit but nothing bad ... oh and he dances divinely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> everything from ballroom to jazz to tango .. oh my the tango ... he danced that with Suzy a single friend of ours who made the comment " CRIPES <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> "
Own houses..... yes houses ..... a holiday home up the coast as well ... cars.... steady job .... pays well .... loves kids .... ex has begun living in a OP/OW relationship so no return issue there... 3 kids of his own who live with mum usually .... so he adopts those of his family & friends ... but he always wants to hand them back <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> ... I know .. you are thinking drawbacks?????
Not many ... no truly ... career minded perhaps ... very stubborn as he keeps telling me off for trying to 'sell him off like a side of beef' ... its for his own good I mean how can he be really happy without a wife & family of his own I ask you???? see he can't!! sisters just KNOW this stuff. And all of us sisters agree. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
it doesn't matter about the travelling job ... we can all work on him to change it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Neak sorry you are happily sown up with AJ <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I can just hear Neaksis now " Oh gee AW... THANKS SO MUCH" I will of course understand how overwhelmed she will be <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
hows the house holding up without two of the man folk around Neak? I have included the two wandering men on their see the Norwest Trip <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> in my prayers to be safe and happy and to contact home base every day. Well you know how men get sometimes <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> "Oh was it 3 days ago??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> "
Its all those vegeburgers & salted chips & cream waffles ... why can't I have those too???
oh the hips thing
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
They've gone ice skating tonight with the kiddies, so you'll have to wait until tomorrow to marry Neaksis off! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Heh, can't wait for Neaksis to get on here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Hark, was that a thud I heard?
Well today was loads of fun. I kept making awful mistakes on my words while practicing, but really really didn't want to take a cheat sheet up with me. So I spent a good chunk of the trip writing the words out over and over, and guess what? I know them now!
The song went beautifully, I remembered all the words, and of course it went well because AJ & Mr. C prayed that it would. Then the sermon was very good, all about how we must desire God as much as we desire our air, food, water...all the necessities of life.
Afterwards, one of the nice people who said they liked the song was an older lady who complimented me enthusiastically, then flirted with Grandpa.
*sparkly voice* "And HI, 'Grandpa' - what's YOUR name???" *twinkle twinkle*
Of course being only a man he had no clue whatsoever. They turned out to have several acquaintances in common, so he was happy.
Then we had lunch and spent the afternoon with XBF's mom. (I think I told you once that AJ said no, he wouldn't mind if he saw XBF again, in fact, he wanted to shake his hand and tell him thank you for breaking up with me.) The kids had a wonderful time playing her Celtic harp, and trying to get her parrot to talk. (He did.)
We were all quite amazed at the feast she turned out, in spite of her great difficulties walking, or even standing. I am reminded to be thankful for the simple things I take for granted...basic things like balance and being able to put one foot in front of the other without a moment's thought.
This afternoon, AJ broke the news to Mr. C that he would not be home for his birthday, and wouldn't really be getting any presents right away. "That's ok, Dad," said the junior patootie-smoocher, "Being here with you is the BEST present I could ask for!"
We dashed home and got ready to go skating, then dashed back into town. It was lots of fun, and Neaksis did some tricks, yay Neaksis! I tried to take a picture, but she wouldn't let me. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
A very sweet and unassuming Rumanian man from church (Cornel, not that anyone but Mom will care), borrowed Uncle Carlos' helmet (after Uncle Carlos decided that 1.37 minutes of skating was plenty for him). He was such a good sport, and spent the whole rest of the session staggering around trying to keep his balance. It turned out to be a very good thing he had the helmet, since while I was out drinking my hot chocolate, he came out with blood dripping down one cheek, having done a lovely face-plant. Being the good sport he is, he was soon back out there with a little dab of manly sticking plaster.
Ha ha ha, I can skate better than the Princess on real ice! That's what you call 'cold comfort'. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Then on the way home, the Dervish tried to persuade us that the police helicopter was much more likely to be an alien ship. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> By only 10:30 pm he was asleep.
I'm kind of hungry. Hmmmm. Should I have more waffles, or just hot chocolate? Maybe just the HC, since it's pretty late, or early, to be eating. I'll have to think about that one. Now I do have a tiny little lemon pie sitting right next to my chair. Think, think, think. Or maybe hot chocolate AND pie.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
A very sweet and unassuming Rumanian man from church (Cornel, not that anyone but Mom will care)
Since there's only one Romanian
anything at church, Mom would've known who he was regardless. In fact, Mom would've known who was being discussed if you'd simply said, "The Romanian borrowed Uncle Argentinian's helmet." <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> I realize that you're an Explanationarian by ethnic heritage, and it DOES come from my side of the family, but still...
Information overkill!!!!!!!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
"(after Uncle Carlos decided that 1.37 minutes of skating was plenty for him)."
Tio Carlos sounds like a man after my own heart.
Now, I LOVE ice-skating. I ALWAYS watch the figure-skating on television, while sipping hot chocolate and remembering how HARD the ice is when one falls.
Heh, can't wait for Neaksis to get on here. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Hark, was that a thud I heard?
I just KNEW she would be overcome with joy <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> ... no need for thanks <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> ...
Mum has a whole LOAD of men in reserve she has been scoping out for potential marriage material for the extended family..... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> ... Irish grannies are just SO dangerous <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
The song went beautifully, I remembered all the words, and of course it went well because AJ & Mr. C prayed that it would.
I am so so pleased it went well. Liz has been reminding me all week it was coming up this weekend and we lit a few candles for you and said a prayer just to add some small wings to AJ's and Mr C wonderful prayers. But of course we were certain it would go FANTASTIC.
This afternoon, AJ broke the news to Mr. C that he would not be home for his birthday, and wouldn't really be getting any presents right away. "That's ok, Dad," said the junior patootie-smoocher, "Being here with you is the BEST present I could ask for!"
Oh my that is just beautiful <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> junior patootie-smoocher
or not <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I have a grusome story about skating which Aussies dad told me from when he was a young Dr over East. not for HC waffles and pie time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />
you know.... it LOOKED like an alien ship <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> .. well it did
Should I have more waffles, or just hot chocolate? Maybe just the HC, since it's pretty late, or early, to be eating. I'll have to think about that one. Now I do have a tiny little lemon pie sitting right next to my chair. Think, think, think. Or maybe hot chocolate AND pie.
Neak you need WA Gov Public Servant problem solving ... eat the whole lot ... H choc pie and waffles ... with double cream <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> ..
its 2.12am and Mikey that little devil has been up 6 times so far and wont go to sleep until he 'see daddy' so I have to show him Daddy asleep. Its amazing what kids pick up on even this early on. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
AW, I would thank you, but you said there was no need! Married people can't stand to see single people. It eats at them somehow.
I have hollyhocks...and snapdragons...and sweetpeas.
Mom, I can't even count to one after midnight. I see I spelled it wrong, too.
B, I only fell once, very gently, when I tried to make a little hop. I still like roller skating MUCH better, though Neaksis is getting tired of my whining.
AW, thank you and Liz both so much for the prayers. I could truly feel that I was being carried right through it. The song really spoke to people, and that is something that just comes from God. No matter how skilled a musician is, good execution is not enough to touch hearts. You and the rest of my prayer team really made a difference.
When are you going to tell the gruesome story? I'm not eating now. I may not even eat again, after our friends' birthday feast today.
That is so funny/sad/cute about Mikey. I may have said this before, but around here we call that "the Elisha", after the Bible story where Elijah told Elisha that he could have a double portion of God's Spirit, if he saw Elijah taken up to heaven. So Elisha followed him everywhere, scarcely daring to blink for fear he'd miss it. The kids do that to AJ when they know he is going to leave soon. Poor little chap, but didn't you have an excellent recipe for kids that can't sleep? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis, you are just being hateful. Well <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> because I have a pitchfork. And it's time for me to go shopping for more seeds again. What did you say you liked best, Mommy?
Speaking of little kids who can't sleep, I just heard one small Dervish in with his Poppa, at 11:02 pm. At least he should be tired by now, and 0630 comes mighty early for small naughty boys.
Thats perfectly ok Dear Neaksis.. its all out of love you know.
Married people can't stand to see single people. It eats at them somehow.
It's just that we married people want you to be as happy as we are! Happier even <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
We just want to share the ...... thats its .... the LOVE ... sorry for the distraction but this piece of Swiss chocolate was looking at me ...
no it was STARING at me! Well I fixed that! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Now back to the important stuff ... no its true ... I promise... Its all about love. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
I mean how can you just go through life enjoying being single? we can't ...
I mean we don't want to. Ask your mum she will tell you. C'on T&L where are you when we need you? .. Of course ... should have known ... happily cleaning up around the house .. I know you love to do it even more than me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Neaksis it will be a brave new world for you. I mean cleaning up after kids gets so 'been there done that" ... new challenges await ... yes I like the sound of that
... new challenges ... This box wine is just delicious ... what Hayley and Liz and my sisters haven't finished that is. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I mean how boring is it to have everyone remember your birthday ... wedding anniversary ... name .... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
but I'm only kidding <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
Just imagine ... a man with a steady job ... doesn't take sickies ... won't hang around getting in your hair as he's away working for long periods .... has good bank
balance ... totally non colour coordinated ... he's not perfect but we girls need something to work with anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
and to show you how much we care we'll even train him for you. I mean only sisters can love a brother like that. He's a bit confused about the MB principles so we thought we'd simplify it for him.
Now while not being able to afford electro therapy we do know a bit about hair dryers and water. Before you know it he'll be saying "Yes Dear" .... all the time ... ignore the twitching it will pass in time. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
did I mention he can dance.... even more than just moving slowly out of step around the dance floor ... foxtrot you name it ...wait until the Tango!!
All the single women go ga ga ... I wonder if I can get you a long stem rose this time of the year ???? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
oh well we'll make do.
See .. it's all about love <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Aren't you so lucky to have so many who care about you? Yes I thought so. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
So you both have pitchforks, huh? Keep this up and pretty soon you're both gonna have little forked tails, too! HONESTLY!<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
t&l
Today's Dervishism:
The well-known Christmas movie, "The Colon Express".
Mom said she had one of those today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Also, Neaksis' DS10, asked if my dad had fought with the Southern Army during the Civil War. Neaksis said yes, and he's never gotten over losing. Apparently Mom digs older men.
SEE!!! Now you are getting it <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
except you keep it hidden until the rings on the finger <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Mom said she had one of those today.
Not touching THAT one <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
if my dad had fought with the Southern Army during the Civil War. Neaksis said yes, and he's never gotten over losing it. Apparently my mom digs older men.
lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
nope not that one either <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Back from the brink of nearly sick, hopefully. Children's stepmom had a stomache virus last week. She shared. Son had it over the weekend. I felt icky all day yesterday. Daughter had 'it' all night last night. Need to go buy her some popsicles before I go to work.
Oh, and the dr called yesterday. I guess it's not good to be anemic?
Not good. I think I have round two.
Products!!!
I need a product!!!
Someone hurt my product today!!!!
I gotta have a new one!
A new car, that is!
That man on the interstate was not paying attention. It was evening rush hour. I was doing just what I was supposed to do. He wasn't. Rearended me at 55/60 mph - or something like that.
God took care of me though! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
For some reason, the other driver hit me slightly off center and angling to my left so my car was shoved to the right and I didn't hit the car in front of me. For some reason, no one in the lane to my right hit me while I was careening into that lane, swerving all over the place. For some reason, I had the judgement to try the accelerator and ease the car off the shoulder.
I left my rear bumper there but got the license plate off it. The trunk is collapsed. The back seat is shoved forward a bit. The gas cap is portruding out of the car instead of recessed behind its door.
I walked away but will be double-sore by Friday.
And, I do know the reason why all those wonderful things happen.
A car is a thing. I can get another thing.
Your angel was sure busy today! You have been truly blessed.
Automotive is on Aisle 9. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Well, the whole needs assessment is overwhelming, even.
I'd rather have safety than a lot of other things. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Hey you can see my car on the internet!!!!!
The once and former carriage
Poor little car, and how glad I am you're ok! The Princess says she's sorry that happened. Shopping for a new car is just no fun. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
Grandpa must have been having a weird dream the other day. I woke him up to go to a birthday party for some friends of ours, we'll call them the Smiths.
GP: Who are the Smiths?
Me: You remember - they live right over by Mom.
GP: Are they the ones who used up all the grass?
Me: What do you mean?
GP: Well there were these people, and this grass, and the people used up all the grass.
Me: The Smiths didn't use up all the grass...
I still have no idea what he was talking about.
Right now my eyes are burning from the Dervish putting on too much stinkum and then lying down across my lap, which I made him do so he would leave the poor dog alone. Finally he is sleepy enough to send to bed without harrassing the beleaguered canine, and I am starting to breathe again.
Also, I got myself a wonderful low-level minimum wage flunky today, as Neaksis puts it. Her youngest, DS10, tried to kick her, so he got shipped off to Auntie Neak's Fabulous Work Training Program. Neaksis has such fun pointing out to him that, unlike many other quality training programs, Auntie Neak does not charge him for the privelege of training him to do low-level minimum wage flunky work, and he is very fortunate not to have to pay me to provide him with that most excellent service. (He is not amused.)
So I got a lot done today. Or, I should say WE got a lot done today. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Ok, I have a child I could send you.
I do accept your condolences. It is sweet of your princess to send her sympathies, too. I have had to car shop under duress before. I hate it. It is much more fun to car shop when it is not a crisis. I refuse to take on a car note.
When you get a new car, you get creamed by the insurance, too. It is a lose-lose situation.
Thanks for sharing. Mr C did wipe out, didn't he?
So much to catch up on <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
Rella I am so sorry you had your car wrecked like that. It really is so darn inconvenient and it makes you want to scream... go ahead we're ok with it. I do hope you get another car very quickly with the minimum of fuss. I am very glad you did not get hurt <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> even if you are a bit sore and bruised. I will keep you in my prayers.
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Neak's chain gang lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> ... where was it when I needed it? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> oh you were 15 with braces? no excuse.
Thats ok GP, I am sure they were using all the grass too! Don't worry about if you have no idea what he is on about just make sure you give him lots of hugs Neak. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
I mean I quite often have NO idea what Aussie is on about <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I just tell him 'thats sounds wonderful honey!" .... of course one of those times was when he talked about transferring to Special Forces so don't take my example as a smart thing to do! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
Stinkum!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> what we mothers have to put up with!!!
Liz is sound asleep .... she was on her feet for 33 hours either at the ED... then home for a bit... then right back to the ED until some early hour this morning ... I made her promise not to drive home. Aussie & I picked up the car after mass this morning.
It's lunch time as Mikey wants 'thats with em's'... chicken and cheese sandwiches cut into triangles ... he doesn't like squares they are ick and taste icky .. didn't you KNOW that! Silly mum <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Tell her honey to rub that poor girl's feet when she wakes up!
Maybe you just don't understand about the sandwiches. When they are made, they taste awful, but by the time you cut them into triangles, all the icky tastes have fallen out.
Maybe they should consider some more southerly runs?
Lol, they are finished with the Great North for quite a while. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I hope they make it home soon. Otherwise, you may never get them thawed out.
you may never get them thawed out.
Don't think she won't
try. Well, with one of them at least--poor Mr. C may be stuck doing his impersonation of a human popsicle for awhile longer. You know, it's the whole "take care of yourself before you take care of anyone else" philosophy...kinda like oxygen on airliners. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
This morning the Dervish found a crumpled, wet-then-dried mouse corpse on the kitchen floor.
Last night, I kept hearing a mouse chewing on Clancy's food, over on the far side of the kitchen. I told him a mouse was after his food and gave up when he was sniffing excitedly around all the wrong areas. A bit later there was a little scuffle over by the food dish, but I wasn't paying much attention.
Well, he caught the culprit and passed sentence all at once. Apparently dogs are pretty strict about the "no eating my food" rule.
I think the mice are getting a little desparate without the Dervish around to feed them all through the house with his steady stream of crumbs. (He is like Pigpen from Charlie Brown, only surrounded by a cloud of crumbs, not dust.)
Neeeeeeeeaksis, I want to borrow your cat!
Mayer eats cats. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> If he were tied up I would be able to borrow one long enough to do some good, but if it stayed I'd have to have a hole dug already.
hmmm. that would be a problem.
I'm so sorry I won't be able to provide a picture of this but the camera is in the car and your dad would have a fit if I tromped downstairs to get it...but the Dervish is sleeping in front of the fan with his hair blowing straight back from his head. He looks like a cartoon character in a fierce windstorm. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> He's SO cute when he's asleep! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
t&l
It has been. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> It wouldn't be so bad if he had only eaten our cats, but when he ran out of those he started in on the neighbors. The only good thing was he at least waited for the neighbor cats to come inside the fence. Then nobody could blame him.
He hasn't killed any for a while; I think word got around. The pheasants are too dumb to have a grapevine, though, so he still gets one of them every now and again.
Don't let Aussie know you have a hunting dog!
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />
he's after a new 'pig' dog to go hunt wild pigs...... those dogs are usually as friendly as a Tasmanian Devil in heat.... on a good day... I make him keep them at grandads farm. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
even better... not have any at all!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
I bet the Dervish did look like an angel... He is really you know its just that he's got to pretend that he's not! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Thats his job <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
I know this so out of character for me <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> but I gave this dad a right telling off today in the shopping centre...
This place is huge and could almost have a tram inside to get you around! ..this young girl.. a toddler .. ran straight into me screaming in hysteria .. now what do you do when that happens? well I picked her up and started to comfort her and finally got out of her her name ... Chrissy .. she was 2 yrs old and I want my daddy!!! ... off she started again... so I got her calm again and found out she came all the way 'down d'are' ok... lets pop you in the shopping trolley with Mikey... Mikey give Chrissy a hug ... it was so sweet.
So a few women comment as I walk towards 'd'are' and tell me she had been running all the way from way over in the west wing... off we go ... her bottom lip trembling ... and got one of the girls who work with Liz on the cleaning crew to contact the desk.... her friend got a security person ... a women so person is the PC thing ... to come with me ... well you never know.. you know? .
So for some reason when we got to the west wing I went straight to the car part shop... don't know why I thought of that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I asked little Chrissy do you see Daddy? 'DARE" she points to this oblivious man looking at some boom boxes. 'Daddy daddy daddy I finds you" ... of course I am looking daggers at him ... WHAT IN ****** ARE YOU DOING LEAVING THIS CHILD ALONE IN A SHOPPING CENTRE?? ARE YOU STUPID OR WHAT? I didn't yell at him .. I was being forceful .. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
Security guard crossed her arms looking even more daggers ... but she was in the play things he's pointing ... 100 m away ... AND YOU DIDN"T THINK THAT IF SHE LOOKED UP TO FIND YOU AND SHE COULDN"T SEE YOU SHE WOULDN"T PANIC???????? 'Oh" he says. I was trying really hard to not yell and frighten the little girl again ...
but boy did I want too! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
I used that 'Mothers voice' <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> to further tell him where I found her and what could of happened.... and what I thought of his behaviour... JERK ... ok that was in my head ...
But he did look VERY pale after I told him what can happen .... I wonder if he told his wife? because I bet little Chrissy did <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I knew who you were talking about, Neak. Cinderella would understand, too. But anybody starting at the top of the page would think--that whole pronoun antecedent thing, you know--that the Dervish is the consuming predator of cats and pheasants, with only a fence to keep him from devouring the neighborhood. Well, that, or sending him to my house! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Hi AW. You give 'em what-for. Anybody could've picked that little girl up. Double <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />!
t&l
Changing the subject....
I´m too ashamed to post this on the NY governor thread but I can tell you guys!
Last night I had a nightmare: I was in a courtroom with WH and Ow and the judge was asking me to accept their relationship. I was soooooo outraged I couldn't adequately explain that adultery is wrong, however you look at it.
But that's not the point of this post: my nightmare occurred because a couple of days ago I read an article in the local newspaper which explained how the law THAT WAS PASSED a couple of months ago works: if you live with someone for 5 years as a couple (same or other sex) you can ask for that union to be recognized and get the same BENEFITS that a marriage has (financial, inheritance, etc). <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Yes, believe it or not this law was passed a couple of months ago. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
And the article went on to explain that you had to make a petition in front of a judge, prove with documents that you had been living together and sharing the finances etc AND IF EITHER HAD A SPOUSE BECAUSE THEY HAD NOT DIVORCED, <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> that spouse would be called to the courtroom to see if he/she cared that this new union would be accepted!!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Crazy or what?????????
Ok, just in case, remember I'm in South America.
So my nightmare was about a potentially possible situation!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
So why do you guys complain about simple adultery with prostitutes?????
I'm ashamed of my country.
WOW! that is amazing!
Now, to clarify.....
- it is amazingly wonderful to watch sleeping children.
- it is amazing that the dog waits till the cats come to his house before he has them for dinner
- it is amazing that Chrissy found someone as nice as AW who, amazingly, found the idgit dad
- it is amazing that 5 years of living w/ someone could be recognized as a legitimate relationship if the spouse of either party doesn't object
- it is amazing that Elliott Spitzer is such an idgit
BTW, I heard this interesting feature on "All Things Considered" on NPR this evening....
Why Men Seek Out Prostitutes
You're right, it's all amazing, but I'm still mentally kinda stuck on WHAT KIND OF A COUNTRY ALLOWS COMMON-LAW STYLE MARRIAGES WHEN THE PEOPLE ARE ALREADY MARRIED?????????????????????
CC, I think I would have nightmares, too.
If it comes to that, and you have it in you, contest it loud and long. I don't think you ought to take that kind of moral travesty without a fight. Yuck!
(If anyone was wondering, it really is the dog that eats cats and chickens and pheasants, not the Dervish. Thank you for pointing that out, Mom.)
cc--you need to have another dream where you get the last word and just tell everybody what they need most to hear!! Then you can wake up!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
t&l
What I can't understand is how these relationships can be considered equivalent to a marriage when one already exists!!!!!! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
Adultery doesn't seem to be a real concept people can understand here!
the other aspect I find sort of funny about this law is that you would probably not be able to have a live in relationship (with or WITHOUT sex) of more than 5 years, with man or woman, without the risk of the other person declaring that it WAS sexual and exclusive etc in order to inherit your stuff if you died. Witnesses are cheap. The judicial system is a joke here! So, imagine all the people who will be separating before the 5 year mark so as not to be caught up in this "forced" marriage-like relationship! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
This law was invented last year because a policeman died while on duty and everyone felt sorry for his common law wife bcause she didn't get the money that would have been due a wife, or his pension. In the end they gave it to her anyway, and I think he also had a real wife somewhere... Anything is possible....
Neak I've been thinking about my defense... I still have time, they've only been living together for 3 years and 2 months.
I'm still mentally kinda stuck on WHAT KIND OF A COUNTRY ALLOWS COMMON-LAW STYLE MARRIAGES WHEN THE PEOPLE ARE ALREADY MARRIED?????????????????????
sorry to say its been here for years. The only difference is that if a will existed at some time and then that is treated as the wishes of the deceased even if he or she was living defacto in changed circumstances. And the courts can also interfere if the real wife or kids of the real marriage have been left out of a will. We had a famous case here with the racing car driver Peter Brock. He was living defacto with his long time lover when he was killed and the courts said she was to get nothing ..... after having left her H ... Brocks best friend ... and kids ... so she reaped what she sowed. You play then sooner or later you will PAY.
CC sorry you had a bad dream like that. Dream of them being condemned by the courts for such behaviour instead! Sentenced to Public shaming.
No Neak I didn't think the Dervish was eating the cats or the birds <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> ... he's far too cute for that <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> .... well not this week anyway <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> .... I thought it was your dog .... or did I get it wrong? Was I dreaming it? now I've lost track .......... where am I again??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
(If anyone was wondering, it really is the dog that eats cats and chickens and pheasants, not the Dervish. Thank you for pointing that out, Mom.)
And,thanks for clearing up the fact that the dog eats the cats, chickens, and pheasants but does NOT eat the Dervish.
Dervishes are too mean to eat. And they taste bad.
Yeah, but that dirty boy smell is sure to attract hungry dogs.
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[color:"green"]THIS IS NOT GOOD!!!!!!!!!!![/color]
[color:"RED"]THE INSURANCE COMPANY FOR THE MAN WHO HIT MY CAR JUST CALLED. THEY CAN'T FIND THE CAR. IT IS NOT AT THE TOW-IN LOT AND THE COMPANY THAT USUALLY PICKS UP VEHICLES FOR THEM DIDN'T PICK IT UP!!!!!!!!
[color:"BLUE"]YES, I AM SHOUTING!!!!!!!![/color]
If they were supposed to tow it, and they didn't, I suspect you still get the money.
Prayers continue.
SS
Seems like no one else noticed that the Dervish ate all of Neak's cats then "started in on the neighbors".
Neaksis
Thank you, SS.....I guess I am spending my vacation money on a car.....I really really really wanted a vacation.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> to Neaksis
I had the intake appointment for the boys' new therapist today. Very nice lady!
While talking to her about Val's angry feelings that they are going to be going to "her" therapist, she explained that she was planning to talk to Val about that today.
She said she was going to reassure Val that "nothing you tell me will make me like you any less than I already do."
I burst out laughing (couldn't help myself) and suggested she rephrase that a bit.
Good thing I wasn't there with you, then--we would've brought disgrace upon our own heads with our stereophonic snorts of laughter. The only way to have made it worse would've been to have been in church. Glad you were able to de-control yourself BY yourself today in public while I was home being a good girl.
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Mom just sent me a copy of the badly-done Bank of America fraudulent email. It was full of errors, but the following is my favorite.
Please update your records on or before 48 hours, a failure to update your records will result in a temporal hold on your funds.
Personally, I don't worry unless it's a parietal hold.
Seems like no one else noticed that the Dervish ate all of Neak's cats then "started in on the neighbors".
Now I wonder what neighbors taste like. Not that I would ever find out, but I have always been a curious sort.
I got the biggest kick out of reading the last few pages......... all except for Cinderellas problems with her car.
It's fun to watch the word play, I have been reading, but haven't had time to reply.
Cinderella, we hit part of a truck tire last week, and it It knocked the wheel well liner loose on the left front, and tore off the right rear quarter panel so that it dragged the ground. I got some duct tape and taped it back together, and have been driving it like that for a week. I hope to look at it this weekend, and maybe even fix it, but we'll see. I'm just glad it isn't totaled like yours is.
Has it been located yet?
I wanted you to have a vacation too. I think they are good for us.
You can always get a cheap airline ticket, and fly out to see T&L. I'm sure she would let you help her watch the grand kids. The entertainment value alone would be worth the ticket price I am sure.
Where are AJ and Mr C these days?
SS
Hamilton, ON. The weather is much better than most of their trip, temperatures even above freezing sometimes, and just bits of snow every now and again.
They were in Kanata during that huge ice storm that killed people and shut down things in the north-east.
I continue to pray (and to hope )that they will return to you safely. The photos you posted took me back through the years and I thought about when I lived in Canada. The people are very friendly, and kind, but I think I'll stay a little further south.
I am glad Mr C can travel with his dad, the memories will be priceless.
SS
CC,
I am thinking about what you wrote also.
These truly are the last days....... when these things happen freely, and are not opposed.
Are you OK? Please tell the truth.
SS
My car has been found - still in the lot of the original tow company. Instead of finding the paperwork for it, they sent someone out to walk around the lot - and THERE IT WAS!
This is good! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Rella I just KNEW that if we all kept praying the car thing would be sorted <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> ..... now for the insurance company ....... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />
SS I don't think its new, its just that in the past only the rich and powerful usually got away with it .... from Roman Emperors to Henry VIII to a Pope or two ... and anyone who disgreed got chopped <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
people have always been able to find an excuse to do what they want but shouldn't. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
A lesson in being careful for what you ask for ... sorry this is long ... but I'll feel better after <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
AW ... Boss I want a new job, I want a new job, I want a new job
Boss ... yes you do look tired
AW ... yes I need a new job with less pressure
Boss ... you know I'm glad you told me that
AW ... well its because I need a new job
Boss ... I know just how you feel
AW .... thats because I need a new job
Boss .. well are you in luck!!
AW .. oh thats good cause I need a new job
Boss .. here go up to parliament and answer these questions at this afternoons sitting
AW .. Oh crap <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />
...... later on ...
Member .. Chairman will you direct Mrs AW to answer the question ...
CM .. Mrs AW could you be more expansive in your response please ...
AW ... Yes Mr Chairman .. we dont house people ... we build accommodation .. we don't manage the housing
CM ..Then why are you here to answer the committees questions?
AW .. The hon Member requested our response Mr CM
Member .... there you see you can never get a straight answer they have 1000's of units
CM ... Does the Directorate have 1000's of units Mrs AW
AW ... Yes Mr Chairman however we don't manage them Community groups manage them to house disadvantaged members of the wider community as explained in the briefing papers
Member ... then why can't you answer the question?
AW ... As explained to the Hon Members ...we dont house people ... we build the accommodation ( for the 10 th time)
AW .. "thinking" ( YOU IDIOT)
about 6.00pm they decided to dismiss me and go to dinner <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> ... the hon Member was snoring by then ... apparently they had a good lunch earlier <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
when I got back my lousy BIL and his mangey mates in Policy were having a few wines & rolling about in the throws of laughter ... they thought it was funny ... he is just a bas.... oh sorry Neak I know I'm not supposed to swear any more ... I was just doubting his parentage. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> wait until I tell my big sister on him
I'm gonna get a REAL new job even if I have to get prego and stay home! so there! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />
I feel better now .. but no laughing <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />
Are you OK? Please tell the truth
No, I'm not OK. Actually I was never OK with lies, corruption, half truths, etc but as long as I was busy it was easier to go on living in the middle of a world full of all that.
now, I am basically on my own, and it's much more difficult to ignore. It all affects me personally. And I am also alone trying to stand up to it. I'm the outsider.
But I know its not like this elsewhere and maybe that makes it worse in one sense, because otherwise I might just accept it believing it is how life is.
That's what people tell me: that's just how life is! but I refuse to believe it, I refuse to cheat, to lie, to do less than I can, to steal etc just because it would make me more acceptable. I can't do it.
And there's nothing much I can do about it, I'm alone. I try but I don't get any support.
About WH I feel disgust. The overwhelming feeling is disgust and horror. These feelings are so strong they completely overshadow (?) any anger I may have. Sometimes I start getting angry because of something WH does or did but then the disgust at his being an adulterer is just greater. And on top of that I feel a freak because most people say, so what? everyone does it! And when you look around, it's true!
I know I sound depressed, but I'm not really "clinically depressed". Pessimistic? I see it as realistic because I am optimistic at heart and I always hope for the best but I am nearly always disappointed.
Next week, Holy Week is a holiday for me and most people here. Another hypocrisy: this is a secular country (different from most south american countries) and yet Holy Week is a holiday, the whole week. It has other names: beer week, tourism week, there's an across country bicycle race during the week, and most people don't have to work. Until a few years ago, even the banks closed for the whole week.
It is autumn, the weather is great and most people either go to the countryside or camping or abroad.
These last few years I have made it Holy Week and I'm looking forward to it very much. I will be one of the few who stay home in the city. The dog and I.
I will go to special morning prayers at the Church, evening mass and some special prayer sessions. the rest of the time I will most probably stay home. One of dds is going away for the whole week, the other two haven't decided yet.
Since I stay in the city, I am on call for work the whole week and this year it is a little more complicated than last year so I expect to have to go at least a couple of times to the office. To start with I know I have to work on monday morning. And there is no extra pay or anything. But I don't mind that, it is my responsibility.
I pray I find something meaningful and useful in my life. And I wait. Patience is supposed to be a sign of maturity.
CC I am sorry that you feel sad.
yet you have chosen to stay true to what you believe. rejoice in that no matter what other people may chose to do. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> Take real joy in that.
people you love will make bad choices, they will make mistakes they will deliberately chose wrong. But it isn't 'just life' I agree with you.
It is always THEIR choice.
But even after choosing evil or apathy they can still choose to seek forgiveness... repent... have remorse and regret.... even if all realtionships are well and truly broken.... and work on living a good life... sticking to the true path. Make amends where they can <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" />
As for the big questions on a Holy week.. well its still Holy no matter what some choose to do or not do. I wonder sometimes if I asked the average person in the street what Easter was for besides chocolate eggs what answers I would get. I am not that sure if a few years ago I could have answered it myself I was so messed up. But we can all change God willing. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
What gives me hope is hearing little ones tell you its 'about Jesus and the cross and stuff.. don't you know anything?? cheeky devils ..... but it shows not everyone is ignoring God. Even in their own little ways .... It gives me hope that the kids of today are not just spiritual vacuums. I bet our mums and dads thought that of us amd theirs of them at times. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> no its not hopeless at all.
Sadly CC we will always have those who choose to remain blind and deaf to that side of their soul. We can only try to remain faithful to what we believe in ... even though we fail at times too .... but it's the trying and doing that also is important <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
I will pray that things do become better for you CC, you deserve happiness.
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It's not always going to be like this. We are privileged to be living in the last days, but it's also a difficult time when lawlessness abounds, and the love of many grows cold.
The Dervish said something funny, but now I can't remember what it was. All I can think of is pemmican.
Well there was also what Neaksis' youngest, DS10, said earlier.
Mom: As long as you have yourself, you won't need enemies.
Neaksis: (whispering) You might want to explain that to him. I don't think he understands.
Mom: Of course he understands! DGS10, what did I mean?
(pause)
DS10: Uh, that I have to play with myself?
Note for any gutter-minded: I'm pretty sure he only meant keeping himself entertained in inoccuous, non-sexual ways. But no matter which meaning you choose, there is no escaping that he had NO CLUE what Mom was talking about.
Now you know why Neaksis' hair keeps falling out in clumps when it's time for reading comprehension. The above answer is pretty typical of his answers in school, too. Neaksis will have to tell you about the poor sad animals who die whenever it rains in the mountains, because there will be a flood and they won't survive anyway. And the deer who graciously and unselfishly offer themselves to the cougars, just so the cougars won't have to go hungry.
Well, shoot, as long as we're laughing at him ... As many of you know, some of our kids' mental circuits have been at least temporarily fried by the effects of being molested. That's not funny at all. But some of their efforts at reading comprehension crack me up. Here's a sample of today's, courtesy Neaksis' DS10...
1) The first inhabitants of North America were the Pemmicans.
2) Oh, wait--aren't Pemmicans those birds with the big beaks that eat fish?
3) Bartolomeu (mutilated pronunciation) Die-az (Dias) sailed to India in 1947, a journey of over 11 miles.
4) Space travel has long captured the human image.
5) The name of the space probe was the Looser (Lunar) Prospector.
I LOVE doing reading comprehension with him. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> He's afraid to get mad at me openly, so I get all the humor with none of the battles. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
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Hope you are getting around better these days.
Thank you for your interest, Cinderella. I'm being forced to increase my pace of healing because I'm running out of money and I need to go back to work before it completely dries up. I've been walking 2 miles a day for the last few days, trying to stretch out the scar tissue in my foot enough to hold up under 12 hrs. of pounding up and down hospital floors. Not my most favorite thing, but it does seem to be making a difference.
I do read the other thread that Neak started to let this one, and my life story, migrate towards the back pages of MB and into ancient history. I just don't have much to say these days, and what with pretty much having at least one grandkid with me all the time, not much time in which to say my "not much to say"!!
If anything interesting ever occurs, I'll post it on the other thread, but mostly I just read what other people write. I guess I'll hobble off to bed now. No grandkid tonight--feels a bit strange.
t&l