Morning all.
I ordered a new computer today. I had it sent to my California home so will not see it for awhile. I love God’s sense of humor. He knows how stressful it can be to choose a new computer so He narrowed my choices down to just one.
HaHa, Jo! “He narrowed my choices down to one.” That’s just like Him when you consider Jesus is the One and Only Way to Him! He’s great, and He made you so lovable, Jo!
I don’t know exactly how tall you are (you say you’re quite tall), but 5’10” comes to mind and maybe you said that at some point. I suspect the blue dresses would fit someone that height. I’m 5’6″ and they were distinctly too long for me, with a couple of inches sitting on the floor. My guess was that they were made long enough that someone tall could wear them, someone shorter could have them altered. For me, since it’s a morning wedding, I’ll get several inches taken off (I’m thinking maybe calf-length if it would work for the style), but even if it wasn’t a morning wedding, I could not wear it as is because it’s too long. And I’m not short.
I am getting payback from Miss Bosley. No cuddles.
She can read my mind, y’all. As I started keying it in, she made her little, “Meow,” and made her way to me for cuddles and purrs. I guess I am forgiven for my absence the night before.
Art is doing okay so far. We have to watch for anything unusual and give them a call. Hmmm….I wonder what all that encompasses.
Good Morning! I pray you find the home welcoming Chas….the two homes we have owned in our lives have been just that… “Home”….
And I get to go “Home” today!!! I cannot begin to articulate what I am feeling….I just know I this has been extremely difficult….all the while my mother telling me I have brought a sense of calm and peace to her….I feel as though I am losing my mind……
Cheryl, you and I are the same height. When younger I wanted to be more in the petite range, but now that I am in the shrinking years, I am glad to be this height.
Thankful, Nancyjill, that you have those words to remember from your mom. The feeling crazy part will grow fuzzy over time, but the words will be a constant reminder that you rose above it all with the help of Christ in you.
Kare, you could look through pattern books at a fabric store, and see if you find something that appeals. A good seamstress could be the best option if you are very tall.
Cheryl I like the dress you posted last night, but you said it wasn’t the one you chose?
Kare, what you wear depends on the time of day of the wedding and the degree of formality of the wedding. I personally love the looks of a sheath dress with matching coat over it in a gorgeous fabric. The only problem with that is I cannot wear most sheaths. I have hips and clothes are no longer cut for women. For many years I fought finding something that fit my hips that wasn’t too large in the waist….and as far as behinds go, I have had black women tell me “girl, you got a big ol’ butt”. That isn’t exactly the way they phrased it but they can say the N word and I cannot.
Speaking of how I look…
Yesterday morning I had to stop at Publix to pick up a veggie tray for lunch at the office. (I had made tomato pie and tomato-basil veggie dip). You know how Publix likes to have someone take your purchases to your car for you, so I always let them no matter how small if they offer, because I wouldn’t want to be stuck inside all shift and it was nice out. As we were walking out an older gentleman was walking out ahead of me with his purchases and the bag guy was walking behind me. The older man walked out straight ahead and I headed towards my truck at an angle. He shifted his direction and I walked in front of him, cutting him off. He had to stop walking. When I realized what I had done I apologized. He made a comment about it being no problem and I made a comment back and continued to walk. THEN he yelled across the parking lot that I was “a walking example of lead me not into temptation, I can find it myself”. I laughed and made some sort of comment like “sure”.
When the guy carrying my veggie tray and I got to the truck I asked him if the old guy was flirting with me and he said he believed so!
I laughed about it to myself, then called Mr P to inform him I had options and was still young and cute to somebody. He didn’t find it as funny as I did, but when I got to the office the two guys I work with (not Guy) thought it was really funny. They asked if I had a pineapple because the rumor circulates every now and again that there is a Swinger’s Club in the area and the pick up place is Publix and the signal is to have a pineapple in the small/seat portion of the grocery cart.
Janice, when I was about 14 I measured in at 5’5″. I thought, “Well, 5’6″ would have been nice–an even five and a half feet.” I think I stopped growing for a couple of years, but eventually I did measure at 5’6″, so I figured that if I got the height I “chose,” I should be content with it!
Kim, no, I wouldn’t be pleased if my husband told me he had “options” even if he was joking.
As to the dress, we chose the other blue one, one of the ones for which I couldn’t find a link. But it has a V-neck and some interesting layering at the waist line. Like the one I posted, the “blouse” is all lace, and a couple of layers of fabric (but no lace) on the bottom half. It too is long enough for a woman a few inches taller than I.
Well Duh! i don’t know why I didn’t think of this earlier. TheKnot dot com seems to be the go to place for brides these days. My Precious Young Woman at Work has used this site for some much. On her RSVP cards we posted to her site at The Knot. We could even put in a song request for the DJ to play at the reception. (I put in “I Saw Her First with the suggestion that she and her grandfather dance to it).
They have everything and even Mother of the Bride dresses. A quick scan turned up a couple I like and a few that are appropriate if you are 25 and weight 100 pounds.
Check it out: https://www.theknot.com/fashion/mother-of-the-bride-dresses?page=2&
Kim, funny story. However, I probably wouldn’t have mentioned it to my husband either. Everyone’s relationship is different, though. Most men are so much more insecure than we realize.
NancyJill, I am so thankful the Lord helped me to get through the time we spent with my mom. It was one of the most difficult times of my life and we have been through hard times before. I have the gift now of knowing I did what I believed the Lord would have wanted me to do. We humans have some very complicated relationships. Too often we are encouraged to walk away when we really need to stay the course. That is the harder route, but much more rewarding later; if not in this life, the next.
I guess I am just not the jealous type. He used to go swim at the Wellness Center at the local hospital. Most of the women there are 10-15+ years older than I am. He was the only “young” guy there swimming every day. He told me the women adored him and when they found out he had a medical background with respiratory therapy a few started asking him about their various ailments. He has the same thing happen during the day when he takes the dogs to the dog park. I have asked him if I need to go defend my territory and he said no. I replied that was good, because I never really learned how to fight.
Did I mention we are having a new roof put on the house? Pounding and tromping above my head all day yesterday leaving a traumatized visiting Australian shepherd and the vintage cat shivering under the bed.
They’ re very efficient and should be done today. Kim can suggest if I need to repaint my house when she visits– these energy star shingles (Mr. Energy’s choice) are lighter than I would have liked.
KI, that is where I am with my eighteen year old daughter. I don’t know what my mom would have been like as we got older, she died when I was about twenty four. But she loved me and I knew that and I never expected her to reach out to me but knew she was there if I needed her. So, her example was very hands off and love us. That is how I am. I love my children but I don’t bother them in their lives. I do write to them when they first move out, so they can remember they have family. When we get together, we have a fine time. However, this eighteen year old has come to the conclusion that I am the worst thing that ever happened to her. I never let her do any thing and all I did was sit around reading while she did all the work. I have never helped her anyway and she despises me. That is fine, I understand there are people who are not satisfied and need to be mad at somebody. But the question for me is, how much do I continue to reach out to her or do I just wait for the prodigal to return, in case she ever does. Sometimes, peace as far as I am able means it is time to let the other make some effort. But I don’t know if I have done as far as I am able yet.
My husband would have laughed. He knows I only have eyes for him. And that I desperately need him and nobody else would put up with me just like nobody else would put up with him. Perfect for each other.
Aw, fuzzy duckling season is here. 🙂 Love watching them zoom-zoom through the water playing. New life.
I have stuff that needs to be done to my house, including that roof (roofer who came in December never did call back, of course). I really need to start getting some estimates going here. Dreading all of that, but would love to get some of this done one of these years before it all falls down on top of me!
I dreamed I bought a house, sight unseen, by telephone, in the fancy-schmancy rural neighborhood next to us — horsey country overlooking the ocean. Acting just like I had that kind of money. 🙂 Woo-hoo.
I came to my senses in my dream and called back to cancel it.
Working late shift tonight, covering the award of a posthumous degree (from our local community college where she once attended) to the family of the youngest (26) victim in last December’s terrorist attack in California. She left behind a husband and 2-year-old. 😦
Annie’s doing better, she greeted me at the door last night (the first time in a few days), begged for her dinner and, in general, is acting much more like herself.
I couldn’t find her at bedtime last night, though — until I heard this little meow. Looked and looked, just couldn’t see her anywhere, until I realized she was inside her cat carrier on the living room floor. I’d think that would be the last spot she’d want to be, it’s usually associated with such trauma for her.
I am NEVER for repainting a house if I have to do it. Between my freshman and sophomore year of college, College Boyfriend and I spent two weeks painting my family home. My dad paid us, but it was well below market wages. It was a wood side house painted grey/blue with white trim.
Thank you Mumsee and Michelle. Mr P and I both know that we aren’t perfect, but we are perfect for each other. I would never want to be with a man that made me feel insecure and I don’t want to be with someone I can’t trust. I don’t want to be that person either. I would see more problem with the story if I didn’t feel like I could share it with him because he would be jealous. It wasn’t that he was offended by the story. He just didn’t think it was funny to the extent that I did. I thought it was hysterically funny. He thought it was humorous. Plus, ultimately I see it as flattery to him that he has a wife that is attractive. I know I like to hear other people tell me how much they like him or how handsome he is. My Aunt V thinks he hung the moon and has lectured me on how to be the best wife for him…she takes his side in everything!
As for my figure, when I worked at the preschool, a three year old boy said, “You’ve got a big bootie.” I do not use that term, but I assumed he meant butt. At another time, one of the two year old guys, whose mom was rather flat chested, asked me, “What are those things?” Sometimes you just have to pretend you did not hear what they said.
I posted something on the political thread that is offensive, but you need to read and see. THIS is where most people get their information these days.
I would have told my husband the story, but I wouldn’t have included the “options” part. To me that comes too close to joking about adultery or divorce, neither of which is something I’ll joke about.
I did once get in trouble for joking about fornication, though, when I didn’t mean any such thing. I was at my mom’s house during Christmas when I was in college, and hadn’t seen my family for a couple of years. Someone asked me, “What’s new?” I said, “I’m getting married, and I’m going to have a baby, but otherwise nothing.” My little brother chided me, “Cheryl! You’re joking about fornication!” And I thought “Oh no, I guess he’s right, and I didn’t mean to do that!” But later I thought, “No, he’s wrong. I wasn’t joking about fornication at all; I was joking by naming the two biggest events in a woman’s life and saying, ‘But that’s all my news, no big deal.'” If they had indeed both been true, fornication would have been involved, but my joke (funny or not) was based on important events in a woman’s life and nothing more.
Well, I actually did (sort of) once joke about fornication. I called Mom, and she was manning the crisis pregnancy hotline (with calls after a certain time of night on a certain night of the week getting switched to her phone), and she answered, “Crisis Pregnancy Center, may I help you?” So I came back with “Yeah, I’m pregnant, and I’m trying to figure out how to tell my mom.” (She thought it was hilarious, for the record.)
Kim, I have a stressed-out bride in my house, and she’s happy with one of the dresses that I like, too, and I think I need to leave well enough alone and buy it.
No mother-of-the-bride (or -groom) stories to tell here, but my daughter’s boyfriend did wish me a happy Mother’s Day. Hmmm… 😉 (However, he called on Sunday to talk to my husband about buying one of our cars, and probably only greeted me as he did, since I was the one who answered the phone.)
Time will tell whether there’s more to the greeting than that! Her birthday is this week, too. 🙂
Fun story, Kim. My husband enjoys seeing that I sometimes still turn heads out in public. Tall and skinny seems to do it, though I wish my build was more average. It’s tough living in a cold climate with no body fat when you can’t find pants that fit. Fortunately, one local store carries jeans in Size 4 Tall. That’s what I need. 6 Tall is too baggy; 4 Average is too short. I haven’t shrunk much in height, if at all, and I have a hard time gaining weight and keeping it on.
It is what it is, I guess. I can be thankful to have clothes in my closet at all.
I just got home from Great Clips where I got my hair cut very short for the summer. It feels so much better.
When I spent the night in the recliner chair at the hospital, I woke up with some serious chair hair. When I used Art’s hair brush to try and straighten it out, the bristles broke away from the handle. Everyday is a chance for a new challenge in life. Also this week I had the experience of running out of Ban deodorant when I had only applied it to one underarm. Thankfully I had another bottle for the other underarm, but one was the Powder fresh scent and the other was the Original scent. Everyday is a new occasion to laugh at oneself. These are not issues in third world countries!
Mumsee, that is tough to pour your heart and soul into a child and get that in return. I would continue to reach out subtly. I am with you on letting them live their lives. That is why I do facebook, so I have a little glimpse of what they are in to, and what direction I need to pray. I usually figure no news is good news.
Are the chicks from Amazon? 🙂 They sell EVERYTHING.
Short hair sounds good to me right now — my regular stylist is on maternity leave (twins!) so I’ve been putting off a much-much needed trim; I’m sure she’s designated someone to take her place, I’ll have to break down and go in soon. It’s been 3 months, way too long (time-wise and hair-wise now!).
What I really need is someone who can make me tall and thin.
I also got a haircut yesterday. I was waiting so it would be okay for my trip home and then I will get a perm. It is a nice length now and looks so much better.
I got my hair cut at Great Clips this month. I get a cut about once a year, whether I need it or not. 😉 Or once every couple years…or more… I’ve got a piano concert next week, and don’t really want to be up on stage with scraggly hair, so I had the stylist get rid of the bad ends, a few inches worth. Now my hair’s a little less than halfway down my back, and hangs together better.
Guess Who, tall and thin isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. The gangly 11-year-old look wears thin after a while. 😉
Last year when I was going to therapy for frozen shoulder, my PT, an affable gentleman from our church whom my husband and I have known for years, would get a kick out of the difference between the one arm that would hardly move and the rest of me. He didn’t say it, but, other than that one arm/shoulder at that time, the rest of me moves similarly to the scarecrow on The Wizard of Oz. 😀
Early in my marriage, after a disagreement, I joked about divorce. My husband was very upset. I was taken aback. Divorce was not something I had in my family. His mother was divorced when he was quite young.
I would not be afraid to share the story with my husband. I would not even think of saying I had options, though. Who needs a man to have options? 😉
Mumsee, it may be a matter of someone that age maturing and finally gaining some understanding. Sometimes that takes until they have children that age themselves (if they ever do). In the meantime, it seems there is not too much you can do, except leave the door open and pray. Praying you might find the thing that makes her feel loved by you. We are all different in that regard, too.
Early on we agreed we would not use the d word. Too dangerous.
Yes, daughter also seems to be showing a lot of the behaviors of her bio mom so we are wondering about mental health issues with her as well. And the concussion. Some concussions can cause personality change.
Cheryl, I’m 5’11” and find that the waist on “normal” clothes sits well above my waistline which is uncomfortable and funny looking.
Michelle, we had our roof shingled last week – it only took them one day, but our roof is very simple, no added corners etc. It is, however, very very steep. We could have a second floor if we developed the attic. Our insurance covered the reshingling – our roof was damaged from the large hail we had last summer. We got a dual black shingle which looks lovely with our reddish house with black trim.
Having both been divorced before we discussed that before we were married. “Options” was used in a joking way. The old guy was old enough to be my father. I am perfectly happy where I am.
Our 4 years together have been a roller coaster of emotions and medical problems but we have managed to stick together. We plan to continue.
This isn’t important now, but I was thinking about the discussion the other day about church services on Mother’s Day. Although roses were handed out to the women, the sermon was not specifically about Mother’s Day.
It was about joy, & how we are supposed to have it before the victory, before the answer to prayer, as we walk in faith. There was much more to it than that, & it was a strong message, but that’s the nutshell version.
Oh, BTW, I got my hair cut yesterday, too! It looks so much cuter now.
Good morning everyone.
We’re going to Greensboro today to inspect the house we’re buying.
Returning early tomorrow.
See you tomorrow.
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Morning all.
I ordered a new computer today. I had it sent to my California home so will not see it for awhile. I love God’s sense of humor. He knows how stressful it can be to choose a new computer so He narrowed my choices down to just one.
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My extra monitor and my computer are not working again. Oh, well
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so glad,Chas. Praying that you will find a vision of your future
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Oh, I love the racing ducklings!
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HaHa, Jo! “He narrowed my choices down to one.” That’s just like Him when you consider Jesus is the One and Only Way to Him! He’s great, and He made you so lovable, Jo!
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Kare,
I don’t know exactly how tall you are (you say you’re quite tall), but 5’10” comes to mind and maybe you said that at some point. I suspect the blue dresses would fit someone that height. I’m 5’6″ and they were distinctly too long for me, with a couple of inches sitting on the floor. My guess was that they were made long enough that someone tall could wear them, someone shorter could have them altered. For me, since it’s a morning wedding, I’ll get several inches taken off (I’m thinking maybe calf-length if it would work for the style), but even if it wasn’t a morning wedding, I could not wear it as is because it’s too long. And I’m not short.
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I am getting payback from Miss Bosley. No cuddles.
She can read my mind, y’all. As I started keying it in, she made her little, “Meow,” and made her way to me for cuddles and purrs. I guess I am forgiven for my absence the night before.
Art is doing okay so far. We have to watch for anything unusual and give them a call. Hmmm….I wonder what all that encompasses.
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Good Morning! I pray you find the home welcoming Chas….the two homes we have owned in our lives have been just that… “Home”….
And I get to go “Home” today!!! I cannot begin to articulate what I am feeling….I just know I this has been extremely difficult….all the while my mother telling me I have brought a sense of calm and peace to her….I feel as though I am losing my mind……
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Cheryl, you and I are the same height. When younger I wanted to be more in the petite range, but now that I am in the shrinking years, I am glad to be this height.
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Thankful, Nancyjill, that you have those words to remember from your mom. The feeling crazy part will grow fuzzy over time, but the words will be a constant reminder that you rose above it all with the help of Christ in you.
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Knowing your new home, Chas, will be blessed with the presence of Jesus, for He is always with you. That is what really matters.
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Kare, you could look through pattern books at a fabric store, and see if you find something that appeals. A good seamstress could be the best option if you are very tall.
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Cheryl I like the dress you posted last night, but you said it wasn’t the one you chose?
Kare, what you wear depends on the time of day of the wedding and the degree of formality of the wedding. I personally love the looks of a sheath dress with matching coat over it in a gorgeous fabric. The only problem with that is I cannot wear most sheaths. I have hips and clothes are no longer cut for women. For many years I fought finding something that fit my hips that wasn’t too large in the waist….and as far as behinds go, I have had black women tell me “girl, you got a big ol’ butt”. That isn’t exactly the way they phrased it but they can say the N word and I cannot.
Speaking of how I look…
Yesterday morning I had to stop at Publix to pick up a veggie tray for lunch at the office. (I had made tomato pie and tomato-basil veggie dip). You know how Publix likes to have someone take your purchases to your car for you, so I always let them no matter how small if they offer, because I wouldn’t want to be stuck inside all shift and it was nice out. As we were walking out an older gentleman was walking out ahead of me with his purchases and the bag guy was walking behind me. The older man walked out straight ahead and I headed towards my truck at an angle. He shifted his direction and I walked in front of him, cutting him off. He had to stop walking. When I realized what I had done I apologized. He made a comment about it being no problem and I made a comment back and continued to walk. THEN he yelled across the parking lot that I was “a walking example of lead me not into temptation, I can find it myself”. I laughed and made some sort of comment like “sure”.
When the guy carrying my veggie tray and I got to the truck I asked him if the old guy was flirting with me and he said he believed so!
I laughed about it to myself, then called Mr P to inform him I had options and was still young and cute to somebody. He didn’t find it as funny as I did, but when I got to the office the two guys I work with (not Guy) thought it was really funny. They asked if I had a pineapple because the rumor circulates every now and again that there is a Swinger’s Club in the area and the pick up place is Publix and the signal is to have a pineapple in the small/seat portion of the grocery cart.
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Janice, when I was about 14 I measured in at 5’5″. I thought, “Well, 5’6″ would have been nice–an even five and a half feet.” I think I stopped growing for a couple of years, but eventually I did measure at 5’6″, so I figured that if I got the height I “chose,” I should be content with it!
Kim, no, I wouldn’t be pleased if my husband told me he had “options” even if he was joking.
As to the dress, we chose the other blue one, one of the ones for which I couldn’t find a link. But it has a V-neck and some interesting layering at the waist line. Like the one I posted, the “blouse” is all lace, and a couple of layers of fabric (but no lace) on the bottom half. It too is long enough for a woman a few inches taller than I.
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Well Duh! i don’t know why I didn’t think of this earlier. TheKnot dot com seems to be the go to place for brides these days. My Precious Young Woman at Work has used this site for some much. On her RSVP cards we posted to her site at The Knot. We could even put in a song request for the DJ to play at the reception. (I put in “I Saw Her First with the suggestion that she and her grandfather dance to it).
They have everything and even Mother of the Bride dresses. A quick scan turned up a couple I like and a few that are appropriate if you are 25 and weight 100 pounds.
Check it out:
https://www.theknot.com/fashion/mother-of-the-bride-dresses?page=2&
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Kim, funny story. However, I probably wouldn’t have mentioned it to my husband either. Everyone’s relationship is different, though. Most men are so much more insecure than we realize.
NancyJill, I am so thankful the Lord helped me to get through the time we spent with my mom. It was one of the most difficult times of my life and we have been through hard times before. I have the gift now of knowing I did what I believed the Lord would have wanted me to do. We humans have some very complicated relationships. Too often we are encouraged to walk away when we really need to stay the course. That is the harder route, but much more rewarding later; if not in this life, the next.
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I guess I am just not the jealous type. He used to go swim at the Wellness Center at the local hospital. Most of the women there are 10-15+ years older than I am. He was the only “young” guy there swimming every day. He told me the women adored him and when they found out he had a medical background with respiratory therapy a few started asking him about their various ailments. He has the same thing happen during the day when he takes the dogs to the dog park. I have asked him if I need to go defend my territory and he said no. I replied that was good, because I never really learned how to fight.
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I would have teased my husband with that story.
Did I mention we are having a new roof put on the house? Pounding and tromping above my head all day yesterday leaving a traumatized visiting Australian shepherd and the vintage cat shivering under the bed.
They’ re very efficient and should be done today. Kim can suggest if I need to repaint my house when she visits– these energy star shingles (Mr. Energy’s choice) are lighter than I would have liked.
But I could be surprised once they’re in place.
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Just relayed story to my husband– who is eating breakfast.
He’s now looking for his sword . . . .
No, he said he’d only have been upset if I had enjoyed the story too much.
And then he laughed.
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KI, that is where I am with my eighteen year old daughter. I don’t know what my mom would have been like as we got older, she died when I was about twenty four. But she loved me and I knew that and I never expected her to reach out to me but knew she was there if I needed her. So, her example was very hands off and love us. That is how I am. I love my children but I don’t bother them in their lives. I do write to them when they first move out, so they can remember they have family. When we get together, we have a fine time. However, this eighteen year old has come to the conclusion that I am the worst thing that ever happened to her. I never let her do any thing and all I did was sit around reading while she did all the work. I have never helped her anyway and she despises me. That is fine, I understand there are people who are not satisfied and need to be mad at somebody. But the question for me is, how much do I continue to reach out to her or do I just wait for the prodigal to return, in case she ever does. Sometimes, peace as far as I am able means it is time to let the other make some effort. But I don’t know if I have done as far as I am able yet.
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My husband would have laughed. He knows I only have eyes for him. And that I desperately need him and nobody else would put up with me just like nobody else would put up with him. Perfect for each other.
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Aw, fuzzy duckling season is here. 🙂 Love watching them zoom-zoom through the water playing. New life.
I have stuff that needs to be done to my house, including that roof (roofer who came in December never did call back, of course). I really need to start getting some estimates going here. Dreading all of that, but would love to get some of this done one of these years before it all falls down on top of me!
I dreamed I bought a house, sight unseen, by telephone, in the fancy-schmancy rural neighborhood next to us — horsey country overlooking the ocean. Acting just like I had that kind of money. 🙂 Woo-hoo.
I came to my senses in my dream and called back to cancel it.
Working late shift tonight, covering the award of a posthumous degree (from our local community college where she once attended) to the family of the youngest (26) victim in last December’s terrorist attack in California. She left behind a husband and 2-year-old. 😦
Annie’s doing better, she greeted me at the door last night (the first time in a few days), begged for her dinner and, in general, is acting much more like herself.
I couldn’t find her at bedtime last night, though — until I heard this little meow. Looked and looked, just couldn’t see her anywhere, until I realized she was inside her cat carrier on the living room floor. I’d think that would be the last spot she’d want to be, it’s usually associated with such trauma for her.
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I am NEVER for repainting a house if I have to do it. Between my freshman and sophomore year of college, College Boyfriend and I spent two weeks painting my family home. My dad paid us, but it was well below market wages. It was a wood side house painted grey/blue with white trim.
Thank you Mumsee and Michelle. Mr P and I both know that we aren’t perfect, but we are perfect for each other. I would never want to be with a man that made me feel insecure and I don’t want to be with someone I can’t trust. I don’t want to be that person either. I would see more problem with the story if I didn’t feel like I could share it with him because he would be jealous. It wasn’t that he was offended by the story. He just didn’t think it was funny to the extent that I did. I thought it was hysterically funny. He thought it was humorous. Plus, ultimately I see it as flattery to him that he has a wife that is attractive. I know I like to hear other people tell me how much they like him or how handsome he is. My Aunt V thinks he hung the moon and has lectured me on how to be the best wife for him…she takes his side in everything!
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As for my figure, when I worked at the preschool, a three year old boy said, “You’ve got a big bootie.” I do not use that term, but I assumed he meant butt. At another time, one of the two year old guys, whose mom was rather flat chested, asked me, “What are those things?” Sometimes you just have to pretend you did not hear what they said.
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I posted something on the political thread that is offensive, but you need to read and see. THIS is where most people get their information these days.
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I would have told my husband the story, but I wouldn’t have included the “options” part. To me that comes too close to joking about adultery or divorce, neither of which is something I’ll joke about.
I did once get in trouble for joking about fornication, though, when I didn’t mean any such thing. I was at my mom’s house during Christmas when I was in college, and hadn’t seen my family for a couple of years. Someone asked me, “What’s new?” I said, “I’m getting married, and I’m going to have a baby, but otherwise nothing.” My little brother chided me, “Cheryl! You’re joking about fornication!” And I thought “Oh no, I guess he’s right, and I didn’t mean to do that!” But later I thought, “No, he’s wrong. I wasn’t joking about fornication at all; I was joking by naming the two biggest events in a woman’s life and saying, ‘But that’s all my news, no big deal.'” If they had indeed both been true, fornication would have been involved, but my joke (funny or not) was based on important events in a woman’s life and nothing more.
Well, I actually did (sort of) once joke about fornication. I called Mom, and she was manning the crisis pregnancy hotline (with calls after a certain time of night on a certain night of the week getting switched to her phone), and she answered, “Crisis Pregnancy Center, may I help you?” So I came back with “Yeah, I’m pregnant, and I’m trying to figure out how to tell my mom.” (She thought it was hilarious, for the record.)
Kim, I have a stressed-out bride in my house, and she’s happy with one of the dresses that I like, too, and I think I need to leave well enough alone and buy it.
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I think you do too.
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No mother-of-the-bride (or -groom) stories to tell here, but my daughter’s boyfriend did wish me a happy Mother’s Day. Hmmm… 😉 (However, he called on Sunday to talk to my husband about buying one of our cars, and probably only greeted me as he did, since I was the one who answered the phone.)
Time will tell whether there’s more to the greeting than that! Her birthday is this week, too. 🙂
Fun story, Kim. My husband enjoys seeing that I sometimes still turn heads out in public. Tall and skinny seems to do it, though I wish my build was more average. It’s tough living in a cold climate with no body fat when you can’t find pants that fit. Fortunately, one local store carries jeans in Size 4 Tall. That’s what I need. 6 Tall is too baggy; 4 Average is too short. I haven’t shrunk much in height, if at all, and I have a hard time gaining weight and keeping it on.
It is what it is, I guess. I can be thankful to have clothes in my closet at all.
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My thoughts and prayers have been with you lately, NancyJill. May you have safe travels home, as well.
Chas, you and Elvera are often on my mind and in my prayers as you make this transition to a new home. God bless you both.
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I just got home from Great Clips where I got my hair cut very short for the summer. It feels so much better.
When I spent the night in the recliner chair at the hospital, I woke up with some serious chair hair. When I used Art’s hair brush to try and straighten it out, the bristles broke away from the handle. Everyday is a chance for a new challenge in life. Also this week I had the experience of running out of Ban deodorant when I had only applied it to one underarm. Thankfully I had another bottle for the other underarm, but one was the Powder fresh scent and the other was the Original scent. Everyday is a new occasion to laugh at oneself. These are not issues in third world countries!
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Mumsee, that is tough to pour your heart and soul into a child and get that in return. I would continue to reach out subtly. I am with you on letting them live their lives. That is why I do facebook, so I have a little glimpse of what they are in to, and what direction I need to pray. I usually figure no news is good news.
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We got chicks in the mail this morning! I sent some picture to AJ.
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Boy can I kill a conversation!
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Are the chicks from Amazon? 🙂 They sell EVERYTHING.
Short hair sounds good to me right now — my regular stylist is on maternity leave (twins!) so I’ve been putting off a much-much needed trim; I’m sure she’s designated someone to take her place, I’ll have to break down and go in soon. It’s been 3 months, way too long (time-wise and hair-wise now!).
What I really need is someone who can make me tall and thin.
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Donna,
There’s an app for that.
I got my hair done today. 🙂
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I also got a haircut yesterday. I was waiting so it would be okay for my trip home and then I will get a perm. It is a nice length now and looks so much better.
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Today is a morning in prayer and then a teacher workday. We will be praying for the Senior class
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OK, hair appointment made with new person.
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I got my hair cut at Great Clips this month. I get a cut about once a year, whether I need it or not. 😉 Or once every couple years…or more… I’ve got a piano concert next week, and don’t really want to be up on stage with scraggly hair, so I had the stylist get rid of the bad ends, a few inches worth. Now my hair’s a little less than halfway down my back, and hangs together better.
Guess Who, tall and thin isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. The gangly 11-year-old look wears thin after a while. 😉
Last year when I was going to therapy for frozen shoulder, my PT, an affable gentleman from our church whom my husband and I have known for years, would get a kick out of the difference between the one arm that would hardly move and the rest of me. He didn’t say it, but, other than that one arm/shoulder at that time, the rest of me moves similarly to the scarecrow on The Wizard of Oz. 😀
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Baby chicks sound like fun, RKessler. 🙂
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Early in my marriage, after a disagreement, I joked about divorce. My husband was very upset. I was taken aback. Divorce was not something I had in my family. His mother was divorced when he was quite young.
I would not be afraid to share the story with my husband. I would not even think of saying I had options, though. Who needs a man to have options? 😉
Mumsee, it may be a matter of someone that age maturing and finally gaining some understanding. Sometimes that takes until they have children that age themselves (if they ever do). In the meantime, it seems there is not too much you can do, except leave the door open and pray. Praying you might find the thing that makes her feel loved by you. We are all different in that regard, too.
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Early on we agreed we would not use the d word. Too dangerous.
Yes, daughter also seems to be showing a lot of the behaviors of her bio mom so we are wondering about mental health issues with her as well. And the concussion. Some concussions can cause personality change.
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Cheryl, I’m 5’11” and find that the waist on “normal” clothes sits well above my waistline which is uncomfortable and funny looking.
Michelle, we had our roof shingled last week – it only took them one day, but our roof is very simple, no added corners etc. It is, however, very very steep. We could have a second floor if we developed the attic. Our insurance covered the reshingling – our roof was damaged from the large hail we had last summer. We got a dual black shingle which looks lovely with our reddish house with black trim.
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Having both been divorced before we discussed that before we were married. “Options” was used in a joking way. The old guy was old enough to be my father. I am perfectly happy where I am.
Our 4 years together have been a roller coaster of emotions and medical problems but we have managed to stick together. We plan to continue.
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This isn’t important now, but I was thinking about the discussion the other day about church services on Mother’s Day. Although roses were handed out to the women, the sermon was not specifically about Mother’s Day.
It was about joy, & how we are supposed to have it before the victory, before the answer to prayer, as we walk in faith. There was much more to it than that, & it was a strong message, but that’s the nutshell version.
Oh, BTW, I got my hair cut yesterday, too! It looks so much cuter now.
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Chicks are from Murray McMurray Hatchery in Iowa.
I have not had my hair cut in a salon since May of 1980.
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That’s a long time! How long is your hair?
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49 to end the day
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