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we need an ongoing thread to share our failures ond / or accomplishments each day. some of them could be pretty humorous. remember in morgan county indiana we say " it aint braggin if ya done it.
Hear hear! - as they say in Parliament - to the none of the above option.
I'd also like a voting system where you can put in a No as well as a Yes. Or rank them in order of preference. Something so that at least we wouldn't end up with representatives that 49.9% of the electorate can't stand at any price.
i think americans should have the voting process simplified to hurling beer cans in candidates lawns or high caliber bullet holes in rural roadsigns. this aint friggin norway, this is and shall remain the us of a..
* sigh * hoosier vernacular ; lets roll hor.. ( lol, a term of total affection and reserved for the closest of female friends. ) ( friend ? lol ) but seriously, lets roll hor, you can drive. ( cappy gets sh*tfaced.. ) pulled into town one summer evening after being out of town for 3 hrs. betsy driving. cop pulled us in our own alley. some claptrap about a hurled beer can earlier in the eve. i fessed right up . yep, that sounds like me.. he was very kind, its just that the beer can was a political statement in the front yard of senator bray. ( my son calls him senator nay ). never ceases to crack me up..
well it's after 11 in the morning, several inches of snow on the ground and coming down still. have did a couple loads of laundry and put dinner in crock pot. need to get out of this house for a bit so I don't get downhearted. don't like to be at home these days.
aunt edna gets her new spectacles today. shes not going to like the 250.00 price tag but hell there are 3-4 people working in the docs office. that costs money. she finally got to see my medieval / goth home the other day. shed only seen my bunker and thought i lived in a shack - not really. if daughter sharon thinks im an irritant now , wait till we go hellin out of ken - mar apartments on a trike later this summer. edna loves ike but a gap in her memory prevents her from remembering our past rides. 85 degrees, thats when its perfect for edna.
(((((((windy)))))) - warm and cosy under the covers??? I was battling high wind chills in E'ton going to the store to get Imodium for the trip back. Didn't seem to do me any harm. The rest of the time I was pretty quiet. Travelling by plane doesn't take much energy. Sorry about your worries over your husband. I can see with your family history that you would be a bit sensitive. Your dad sounds amazing. I think I would have cried over the calendar too. My philosophy is do the best you can to stay healthy - lifestyle stuff, healthy food, some exercise, as few pills as possible, good social connections, reduce stress, use your brain, and then don't worry about it. I am more forgetful now than I was, but don't think am getting dementia. And if I am, I am doing what I can about it. I used to worry about heart disease and stuff like that and after a while it gets real old, and you keep on trucking and realise all that worry was a waste of time and energy that could have been spent better. So here I am, with whatever deficits/conditions/diseases I have, trying to make the best of it anyway. You only have today - ever.
Ah Emjo. Sorry to hear you've not been feeling well. Please be good to yourself and stay warm and cozy under the covers. :)
Laughed at the 'F it' list. We all have one, don't we? My husband did one last night, that frankly kind of scared me. Made some spring rolls in the deep fryer and we indulged. I'm in charge of cooking and he's in charge of clean up. He was in the kitchen for quite awhile and I asked what he was doing as I didn't leave much of a mess. 20 minutes later I found he put the 375 degree oil container right on the counter top! Thank goodness it did no damage, but what was he thinking? These lapses in judgement are kind of scaring me. He knows better and that's not normal for him. A lot of little things are starting to add up and are keeping me awake at night. Not wanting to borrow trouble because we all have enough of that already!
He's 58 and his mom kind of lost track of things in her early 60's, dying of LBD at 77. I think maybe I'm just too sensitive to this stuff, and my dad dying of brain cancer three years ago. Any weird behavior sends my antennas quivering.
I knew my dad wasn't well before he was diagnosed. Everyone else poo-pooed my concerns. He died 3 1/2 months later. He was a runner and wrote down his times everyday on a calendar. I looked through his calendar after he died, and it was incredible how much his writing degraded. I sobbed over that d*** calendar. How much he still tried to run not knowing what was wrong and write it down too.
You, dear Em, are an inspiration, and I hope you feel better soon. Damn this painful cold crap. -17F here tonight. So tired of this stuff.......
Thankfully, cap, I have been out in it only momentarily except for Thursday nite in E'ton after I had started the flu and needed to get to the nearest store for more Imodium for the trip home. It was cold and windy and I thought I was going to die on the way back from the pain of the cold. Yeah, surviving that can go on the top of the list.
accomplishment the past few days was surviving the stomach flu which hit while I was away, and getting back home safely Slept and ached most of yesterday, not much energy today, but otherwise life as usual. The weather forecast keeps saying it will warm up, but I don't see it yet. Someone on the sky shuttle back to the airport said they were going to Regina and wind chill put the temps at minus 67 C (minus 89F). Our minus 45C (-50F) seems almost bearable by comparison . Windy, that's called the F***-it list
LOL, Countrymouse. The poor guy would fit right in. And our faces when the elevator door opened. :) Not a lot shocks me anymore, but it was just not something I expected to see at that moment or, well, anytime really.
trying to listen to a couple hours of motley crue as i have to tolerate them in order to see al cooper. they sound like a locked up train wheel so far but they cuss a lot. im comfortable with that..
i just eat em cause im a cheap a** cindy. i do kinda like em tho. if i eat chicken organs i can afford new ball joints. choices, man. its all about choices. he
Captain, my Mom and I love chicken livers, too!!! My husband hates them. Occasionally I buy liver dinners from Maryland Fried Chicken and Mom and I pig out where husband won't have to smell them. Good day here, too! Praise the Lord!
an introvert can even make a slow ( snow ) day productive. ordered ball joints for the small trk, caught up my receipts ledger, and mentally redesigned my bunker a bit. its pretty nice but with some adjustments it will be pretty homey.. had some fabulous chicken livers for dinner.
Oh dear, Windy - but what else could you do but report what you'd seen? Besides, if he's got that far, what's next? It could be something that's dangerous for him or other people.
We have a tv ad. campaign running here with the punchline "Should've gone to SpecSavers" - astronauts landing their space shuttle at Stansted airport, a shepherd shearing his collie dog, a girl French kissing the wrong man at the train station while her boyfriend looks on in bemusement, that kind of thing. Not sure if they'd want to add the poor old guy weeing in the elevator…?!
Accomplished getting my mom out for lunch today despite sub-zero temperatures. She hates the cold, but hates not getting out for awhile even more. She enjoyed her once a week gin and tonic and a plate of sausage, spaetzle noodles and onion marmalade at our favorite roadhouse. Toured the grocery store afterwards and picked up some doughnuts she loves. At 85 pounds, I'm trying to keep the weight on her.
Think we ran into old man winter when getting on the elevator. He was exiting the elevator and had his zipper down (ahem) and had just urinated on the floor. My sons eyes were as big as saucers! I said hello to the man but he made no eye contact and shuffled off on his way. On our way out, I discretely told the concierge of the elevator 'situation'. I figured they would want it cleaned up right away. I've never noticed any off odors or anything there. They keep it very clean.
When we returned three hours later, the same man and I assume his daughter and her husband got on the elevator with us. It was back to 'normal'. The poor guy did not look good and his daughter had that deer in the headlights look I know too well. Just wanted to give her a hug. He's probably going to have to transition from the ALF to memory care.
I felt a twinge of guilt, but peeing in the elevator just isn't something the other residents should have to deal with in their 'home'.
Vicky's getting married at the weekend! - though not to Grace's father, which is another occasion for head-shaking but what can I say. I think Gracie's dad is still on the scene, though; I know his parents were very conscientious child-minders early on. Gracie must be five or six now. Since my brother flatly refuses to marry Vicky's mother, who has stuck to him loyally for nearly twenty years now, perhaps my mother is just projecting her disapproval onto the hapless Vicky rather than her darling Paul.
I certainly hope quite a lot of social norms don't return to how they were: too given to ostracising people. Then again, I think of my great aunts, who were youngsters in the Bloomsbury era I suppose, and remember my favourite, Leah, being about to tell me about some extremely interesting goings-on in Paris before the war and then checking herself - not suitable for my tender ears, sadly, I suppose. I don't know. They just seemed so much less strait-laced than my mother's lot.
And Debralee I forgot to congratulate you on the last mortgage payment - what a milestone! I remember my mother at last getting the deeds to her house. Unfortunately I remember it best because I'd just located them in a pile of old holiday brochures I was about to throw away… Bit of a cold water down the spine moment.
CM I don't think it has anything to do with getting older but everything to do with generational norms. I am finding I am more open minded the older I get but I suspect if I was 90 I might be more narrow minded. Your mother probaly feels that Vicky (Victoria) is now damaged goods and will not be able to make a suitable marriage hence the sniffles. Everything swings around so maybe out kids will think that way but I doubt it. Since men have become such unreliable partners and financial supporters more women will choose to go it alone. All of my friends now in our 70s became stay at home Moms at least till our children were school age but eventually went back to work one way or another but the point is we did not feel we had to. Times they are a changing
Debralee do you think we'll get like that once we get to their age, too? My brother's step-daughter descended instantly from being called "Vicky" to being "Victoria" once it was known she was up the duff, and now mother can't speak of her at all without getting sniffy.
Or maybe it'll swing the other way… we'll be right-on liberal little old ladies and our daughters will be saying "disgusting! Anyone would think they'd never HEARD of marriage..!"
Made my final payment on my mortgage. Yipppeee!!!!!! In the planning stages of making a fleece blanket and patchwork quilt for my grandson to be. Found out I am also going to be a great grandmother. Life is so good. Wish I could find a way to help my elderly mother find happiness in these blessed events instead of being so negative about children being born to unwed parents.
fine day, buddy mick and i laid about 10 ton of snapwall. ( think 4 ft long railroad ties only made of natural stone and snapped on a breaker ) . this stuff makes a great retainment wall. each course racks back a couple of inches. beautiful is what the stuff is. tired but still took edna to suckway after work. 5 to seven inches of snow coming so the one work day is about all we got by with for now. we have 200 ton of snapwall stone on our job right now and will probably be ordering more later. my freakin luUMMBAR !!
So far have been productive got out to the bank and got my mail at one PO and the church's at another even though probably will not get out to church tomorrow-another storm is due. I am making a big batch of waffles to share with my honey since we will not see each other for a few days then will make biscuits with dried fruit then a nap and watch sappy love stories.
Goodness, Austin, did you?! - call an ISP and tell them they were useless, I mean. That was a waste of breath, wasn't it?
I spent a full two hours on the phone to a Microsoft lady once, and in the end, after she'd been through every possible permutation of every possible trick, she memorably said: "Your computer is being weird."
I gratefully went back to Apple instead. Never should have left them in the first place, except the children wanted a cheap A to B internet device.
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I'd also like a voting system where you can put in a No as well as a Yes. Or rank them in order of preference. Something so that at least we wouldn't end up with representatives that 49.9% of the electorate can't stand at any price.
hoosier vernacular ; lets roll hor.. ( lol, a term of total affection and reserved for the closest of female friends. ) ( friend ? lol )
but seriously, lets roll hor, you can drive. ( cappy gets sh*tfaced.. )
pulled into town one summer evening after being out of town for 3 hrs. betsy driving. cop pulled us in our own alley. some claptrap about a hurled beer can earlier in the eve. i fessed right up . yep, that sounds like me.. he was very kind, its just that the beer can was a political statement in the front yard of senator bray. ( my son calls him senator nay ). never ceases to crack me up..
she finally got to see my medieval / goth home the other day. shed only seen my bunker and thought i lived in a shack - not really.
if daughter sharon thinks im an irritant now , wait till we go hellin out of ken - mar apartments on a trike later this summer. edna loves ike but a gap in her memory prevents her from remembering our past rides.
85 degrees, thats when its perfect for edna.
Laughed at the 'F it' list. We all have one, don't we? My husband did one last night, that frankly kind of scared me. Made some spring rolls in the deep fryer and we indulged. I'm in charge of cooking and he's in charge of clean up. He was in the kitchen for quite awhile and I asked what he was doing as I didn't leave much of a mess. 20 minutes later I found he put the 375 degree oil container right on the counter top! Thank goodness it did no damage, but what was he thinking? These lapses in judgement are kind of scaring me. He knows better and that's not normal for him. A lot of little things are starting to add up and are keeping me awake at night. Not wanting to borrow trouble because we all have enough of that already!
He's 58 and his mom kind of lost track of things in her early 60's, dying of LBD at 77. I think maybe I'm just too sensitive to this stuff, and my dad dying of brain cancer three years ago. Any weird behavior sends my antennas quivering.
I knew my dad wasn't well before he was diagnosed. Everyone else poo-pooed my concerns. He died 3 1/2 months later. He was a runner and wrote down his times everyday on a calendar. I looked through his calendar after he died, and it was incredible how much his writing degraded. I sobbed over that d*** calendar. How much he still tried to run not knowing what was wrong and write it down too.
You, dear Em, are an inspiration, and I hope you feel better soon. Damn this painful cold crap. -17F here tonight. So tired of this stuff.......
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Windy, that's called the F***-it list
I can chalk that one off the (not) Bucket list.
had some fabulous chicken livers for dinner.
We have a tv ad. campaign running here with the punchline "Should've gone to SpecSavers" - astronauts landing their space shuttle at Stansted airport, a shepherd shearing his collie dog, a girl French kissing the wrong man at the train station while her boyfriend looks on in bemusement, that kind of thing. Not sure if they'd want to add the poor old guy weeing in the elevator…?!
Think we ran into old man winter when getting on the elevator. He was exiting the elevator and had his zipper down (ahem) and had just urinated on the floor. My sons eyes were as big as saucers! I said hello to the man but he made no eye contact and shuffled off on his way. On our way out, I discretely told the concierge of the elevator 'situation'. I figured they would want it cleaned up right away. I've never noticed any off odors or anything there. They keep it very clean.
When we returned three hours later, the same man and I assume his daughter and her husband got on the elevator with us. It was back to 'normal'. The poor guy did not look good and his daughter had that deer in the headlights look I know too well. Just wanted to give her a hug. He's probably going to have to transition from the ALF to memory care.
I felt a twinge of guilt, but peeing in the elevator just isn't something the other residents should have to deal with in their 'home'.
I certainly hope quite a lot of social norms don't return to how they were: too given to ostracising people. Then again, I think of my great aunts, who were youngsters in the Bloomsbury era I suppose, and remember my favourite, Leah, being about to tell me about some extremely interesting goings-on in Paris before the war and then checking herself - not suitable for my tender ears, sadly, I suppose. I don't know. They just seemed so much less strait-laced than my mother's lot.
And Debralee I forgot to congratulate you on the last mortgage payment - what a milestone! I remember my mother at last getting the deeds to her house. Unfortunately I remember it best because I'd just located them in a pile of old holiday brochures I was about to throw away… Bit of a cold water down the spine moment.
Or maybe it'll swing the other way… we'll be right-on liberal little old ladies and our daughters will be saying "disgusting! Anyone would think they'd never HEARD of marriage..!"
tired but still took edna to suckway after work. 5 to seven inches of snow coming so the one work day is about all we got by with for now.
we have 200 ton of snapwall stone on our job right now and will probably be ordering more later. my freakin luUMMBAR !!
I spent a full two hours on the phone to a Microsoft lady once, and in the end, after she'd been through every possible permutation of every possible trick, she memorably said: "Your computer is being weird."
I gratefully went back to Apple instead. Never should have left them in the first place, except the children wanted a cheap A to B internet device.