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Post by Pahina722 on May 21, 2019 19:15:01 GMT
I 100% agree with you. And I never understood the idea of God saving certain people from something it could have prevented in the first place. Exactly! If this being is all powerful, it could have prevented the awful tragedy. And I don’t want hear any BS about how it’s all part of God’s plan, or God’s understanding is beyond our comprehension. That’s yet another way of saying, “Poof! It’s magic, and my sky-fairy is the bestest one out there. So there!”
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Post by Pahina722 on May 21, 2019 17:55:41 GMT
With some stress, I eat, with some, I can't eat. My husband is very much a stress eater. If I am really worried about something, I get nothing done. I just sit and watch tv or go on the computer. Sister from another Mr.! If it’s major stress, I can’t eat anything and just obsess while piddling and getting nothing done. Minor stress, I eat and attempt to be alone.
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Post by Pahina722 on May 15, 2019 20:54:51 GMT
I will be the outlier: I average about $5 per month on the one game I’m addicted to. It’s my stress reliever from work, so I don’t consider that a big investment to calm my mind.
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Post by Pahina722 on Apr 21, 2019 20:54:59 GMT
Asking because it seemed odd. Is this done in a Synagogue or mosque? I think reading (fiction/ secular book)in any religious service rude. I can tell you absolutely that the only way my parents could get me to attend church with them (as a 58 year old) would be to let me read a book while I was there. How about how rude it is that perhaps one person of the four in that family really wanted to be there, yet somehow bullied the rest of them to attend? When I was a school age child, my grandparents always let me check out secular books from the church library before they took me to service with them—and that was a normal 1 hour service. Why does this bother you? How does it impact your participation in the service?
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Post by Pahina722 on Apr 7, 2019 22:32:30 GMT
We bought DH a new car and then passed his car to DS when DS got his license. Both DH and I had families in which our parents bought and maintained our cars while we put the gas in out of our own money. We chose to do the same with DS since we were financially able to do son; we figured it was his job to keep good grades in school.
So as long as he did (does), we will stick to that agreement. He’s going into his senior year of college, most likely able to graduate with more cash than when he went in because of his scholarships and careful budgeting. And he’s stayed on the Dean’s list the entire time. I’m glad that we have been able to contribute to that by not having him worry about car expenses.
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Post by Pahina722 on Apr 7, 2019 22:23:23 GMT
I bought one used (program) car that was a total lemon and cost scads in repairs that I didn’t have and swore never to buy used again. DH and I have only bought used once since then: a 2010 Outback from his father that his father had bought new. Right now, all three of our cars are at least 7 years old, all bought new, and none have had any repairs—just the typical tires, batteries, and oil. We plan on sticking with new cars, preferably Subaru’s for the rest of our lives!
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Post by Pahina722 on Mar 13, 2019 15:34:06 GMT
Another perspective from Inside Higher Ed on the situation, with more details of how the different versions of the scam worked: Dozens Indicted
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Post by Pahina722 on Feb 25, 2019 16:15:46 GMT
Can I just say that I would wear that gown in a heartbeat. It’s favulous!
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Post by Pahina722 on Feb 16, 2019 20:27:17 GMT
My goals in January were to keep picking away at purging books, with the goal of turning at least half of the library into yarn/craft storage. DH and I took 7 boxes of books total to donate in January and just dropped off another four of books and games today. We also took 3 bags of clothes last month and another 3 today. To look at our library and closets, most wouldn’t notice that anyth8ngnis gone, BUT I have actually moved yarn onto shelves in the library and can now find clothes more easily in my closet and drawers.
Tomorrow, the purge continues.
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Post by Pahina722 on Feb 12, 2019 23:50:09 GMT
Tell the daughter the truth: your kids’ grandfather funded their first car by way of savings bonds. If she feels slighted, she can talk with HER grandfather and see if he is willing to buy her a car.
This is one of the sucky situations that blended families run into. There is no way to fix it that will leave everyone feeling treated fairly. How would your kids feel if their stepfather buys his daughter a car when he didn’t buy one for them? Is that a better situation?
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Post by Pahina722 on Feb 1, 2019 23:07:07 GMT
I have an honest question. If you posted or liked a post saying you'd call management - would something like that truly compel you to call and complain? Yes, I would. My husband worked in food service for years and has friends in food service management. All of them have brought up such situations in casual discussions; their consensus has been that management needs to know so that it can address the problem immediately, whether with retraining or termination. Restaurants simply can’t allow bad service to continue if they want to stay in business.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 31, 2019 21:35:26 GMT
For me, that would rate a call to the manager with a complaint. The new waitress needs to be an ex-waitress if that’s her idea of customer service.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 28, 2019 4:14:22 GMT
Nope. Finished defending my thesis (got bachelor and master degrees concurrently) in late June and college only had one ceremony per year: early June. By that time the following year, I lived 500 miles away and didn’t have time off or spare cash to get back to Atlanta for the ceremony.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 23, 2019 23:49:49 GMT
It’s just childish. It must appeal to the same group of people who think/thought that Punked was great.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 20, 2019 20:25:27 GMT
Mom was the first in her family to graduate from high school, so you can imagine how little education was valued in her family. However, she would have loved to go to college and encouraged both her kids to do so. She was working in civil service when she met and married my father. He didn’t want her to work, so she stayed home until I was about 12, using her paychecks to increase the college funds for my brother and me and using every 3rd paycheck as mad money. She retired at 59, spending the next 24 years busier than she had been while working with her women’s sorority, charities, and socializing.
As a result of her going back to work, I was able to go to an expensive private college and finish through my masters degree without ever having to work or borrow money. DH and I are trying to pay it forward with our own son.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 20, 2019 4:22:48 GMT
After how simple and elegant her wedding dress was, all of these choices surprise me. The only one I like at all is the green. I swear that caped one looks like pictures I’ve seen of Princess Margaret in the 70s.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 15, 2019 1:24:36 GMT
Good pens, it’s an obsession. I misread this as good “penis” and was about to give you props for your honesty . . . Currently, I’m addicted to adding to my yarn stash, hot tea to start every morning, and a Dr. Pepper 10 to keep me going through the day.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 13, 2019 20:26:45 GMT
DH and I delivered four boxes of books, six bags of clothes, and two boxes of wine glasses (do those suckers breed in the cabinets?) to Goodwill last weekend. This week was our first back in the classroom with students, so we didn’t get as much purging time, but I did get another four boxes of books packed up which DH then dropped at Goodwill yesterday. I know that once we get through purging the study of books, it will look so much better; however, right now, it’s scary.
My goal for this week is three bags of clothes from my closet. I’m a victim of the ‘some day I will lose weight and fit back into that favorite pair of pants’ syndrome—I’m working on getting past it. By the time I lose weight, if I ever do, the pants won’t be in style, so why hold onto them, right? DH is also bringing home lots of copier paper boxes for my book purge, so that, too, will be on my list.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 13, 2019 2:19:27 GMT
So stoked about your very positive update. Positive thoughts for continuing improvement winging your way!
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 10, 2019 21:32:41 GMT
Two years ago, I tripped over a crack in my driveway, stumbled a few steps and then face-planted into the concrete. I ended up with a black eye from my temple to halfway down my cheek, a partially torn rotator cuff, and huge road burn scrapes on my elbow, knee, and ankle on the same side. Most of my co-workers said nothing other than giving me the odd side-eye glance. My students, though, were quick to ask what happened. A couple who had also had my husband as a teacher in high school jokingly threatened to straighten him out.
But the most fun was watching the double takes DH, DS, and I got as we wandered through Universal later that week. My bruises had fully developed into their full purple glory, so I truly looked like I’d been in an accident.
All in all, I didn’t mind being asked and was somewhat surprised if people didn’t comment at all. If I had been the observer and not the klutz, I wouldn’t have assumed abuse but would have wanted to know what had happened and if I could help.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 6, 2019 17:36:42 GMT
Bad boys make bad husbands. Don’t be blinded by the hurt puppy act; it’s just a ploy to get you to support him.
Do what you love even if you won’t get rich. No amount of money will make up for being miserable for 40+ hours a week.
That tan might look great now, but the age spots later are far less attractive. Don’t you have something better to do than bake in the sun?
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 6, 2019 17:16:34 GMT
It’s been a goal of mine to learn to knit, so I bit the bullet and took a Beginning Knitting class at Joann’s yesterday. I think I’m getting the hang of it; the instructor was very encouraging and patient, so the time just flew by. I’m already enrolled in the first of her knit-along classes next week that teach a new pattern each month. The idea is to make a block a month to combine for a complete blanket at the end of the year.
AND, a friend of mine has been working with a loom knitting group that makes hats and scarves for the homeless and women’s shelters in town. When she heard that I’m learning to knit, she invited me to join this group, so I will be joining them monthly as well. I’m so excited to expand my repertoire beyond crocheting. As soon as I get some completed projects, I will post pictures. Wish me luck!
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 3, 2019 1:23:46 GMT
My community college had 3 weeks while DS’s state university has 4. We both start back on Monday, but he got off a week earlier than I did. I was on quarters in college and, if memory serves, was off from 1st week of December through 3rd week of January.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 3, 2019 1:16:12 GMT
DS is using Argan oil products as his hairdresser recommended. He began with some pricey ones that she sells, but is now using inexpensive ones he found at Walmart to save $$$ at college. He uses shampoo, conditioner, and a styling lotion and tries very hard not to wash his hair more than every other day because ethnic/curly hair is so dry. On days he doesn’t wash it, he reapplies the lotion and massages through. His is about shoulder length and looks horrific if he doesn’t work to smooth the curl.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 2, 2019 3:12:24 GMT
Only that I’m having to go back to work after having been sick since December 19, 2 days after I got off work. I’m still coughing and snotty, although I feel better, so I feel as if my vacation from teaching has been wasted because I’ve felt too crappy to do most of the fun things I was planning. At this point, I’m hoping that I can shake the rest of this bug before I have to stand in front of a class next Monday.
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Post by Pahina722 on Jan 1, 2019 2:10:14 GMT
I have six trash bags of clothes three boxes of books in the back of my car ready to drop off at Goodwill on Wednesday. My big goal is to have the library purged so that I can use half the shelves for my yarn stash. The three boxes represent two shelves of the 36 in there, so I have a long way to go. Since I’ve switched most of my reading to ebooks and have a huge stash of those, I don’t need all these books stacked three deep on the shelves, but I DO need somewhere to keep the yarn neat and organized so that I can tell what I have.
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Post by Pahina722 on Dec 30, 2018 1:41:57 GMT
You let me know a foolproof way to keep them off the counters, and I will be happy to try it. Although we don’t want them on the counters, they don’t care, nor can I be in every room of the house simultaneously—a skill they all appear to have. Therefore, they get on the counters, tables, cabinets, dryer, piles of clean clothes, empty boxes, bags, Christmas trees, sofas, beds . . . What’s the saying: if it fits, they sits.
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Post by Pahina722 on Dec 29, 2018 21:27:17 GMT
Ex and I didn’t have kids but did have a very bad breakup. After he left, I tried for a while to help,him out with his surgery recoveries, but quickly (about 3 months) gave up since he behaved as if it was my duty to come take care of him, not a huge favor. He had cheated with his best friend’s wife, so I told him to have her take care of him and washed my hands. His mother STILL (20 years later) attempts to contact me. I wouldn’t mind except that all she wants to do is complain about how awful her son treats her, his legal problems, his bankruptcies, etc. While I get some amusement out of how miserable he is now, I really have no interest in hearing that he’s remained the loser that he always was. (Makes me pissed at how stupid I was to marry him in the first place!) so, hmmmmmm. . . I don’t think I’ve had any contact with him in 19 years.
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Post by Pahina722 on Dec 28, 2018 0:57:54 GMT
We didn’t get it up until the 18th, so I’m in no hurry to take it down. DH half seriously jokes that he will be shocked if it’s down by Valentines Day. And I have been known to leave it up even later than that. Luckily this year, I went minimal, so it won’t take long to put away.
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Post by Pahina722 on Dec 27, 2018 21:27:52 GMT
Our dogs have both passed on, but they used to fight over who got to lick out the mashed potato pot. Generally, they didn’t want scraps other than meat fat and anything related to potatoes: mashed, chips, fries. Our cats are completely uninterested in any food not in their bowls.
Now, our Irish setter when I was growing up forged on table scraps. We used to laugh about how he’d eat the leftover beef stew, leaving a completely spotless dish except for the green peas.
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