Good night Jo
Good morning everyone else.
Sometimes I don’t look carefully when I’m typing.
Fortunately this morning I did.
I typed “Good morning No.”
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Morning! Lilacs!! How I hope my bush produces blossoms this year….and if it does, that the deer decide to just smell and not eat them!!
Snow is melting around here slow but sure. Rain in the forecast for tomorrow. I need to clean some windows around here….that winter dirt on them ain’t pretty!! 😣
Morning all. I felt God’s hand on our trip today. Even on my spending. I found little that I wanted to buy, so I spent very little. Though I was able to treat our pilot and someone else to pizza. I was even able to loan someone money. Now tomorrow I need to do transfers to charge the others for their part. All of the flight was charged to my account and the things we all bought at one store.
Good morning! That lilac is the one my mother gave me years ago and it has not bloomed for a long time. I read if the roots get disturbed it will help it to bloom. When Art installed a new mailbox post and dug around the roots it bloomed. We have not done that or anything like that this past year.
But we had enough rain that perhaps the roots went swimming (against their firmly planted wishes). I am very happy to once again see it blooming.
Kathaleena, I had a Messenger request from you, and I looked up the related Facebook account and it has your profile like you have someone trying to do a duplicate account. You may want to check it out And I had that notice the other day from Kim about a Gift App. We need to be careful with our accounts.
Good morning! I have a big test in A&P this afternoon. I have to sit in on a real statistics class as in the past week I have gone from A’s to a 58 on my weekly test, so I need to figure out what I am missing.
Yes, Janice, I was hacked, so do not assume any messages are from me. I did mention that on here the other day. It has been reported and fb did contact me, but they have not resolved the issue.
I can almost smell spring in that picture. We have lilacs and they bloom every year with little or no attention. They are always a welcome sight and smell.
I’m waiting for the plumber but felt really wiped out after yesterday (long day with a coyote story) so I’m calling in sick today. After the plumber leaves, I’m heading right back to bed. I didn’t have a story lined up for today anyway. I felt so yucky I even turned my phone off last night, missed a couple msgs from the editor — I rarely go off the grid but last night was the exception. Part of it is stress, I think.
For now, I suppose I should clear things out from under the kitchen sink, so I’d better get to it. I just hope he can fix whatever’s wrong for a reasonable price. 😦
I’d gotten a FB msg from the faux Kathaleen a day or two ago, but saw from a comment here she was aware of it.
NancyJill, I cannot say for sure, but I think I nibbled one once and was not enamored. I will try again in a month or two. They probably taste like rattle snake. Which tastes like chicken. Especially if they have been hanging out in the chicken run.
It is nice to be able to hang the clothes out on the line again. But it is supposed to be raining for the next week or two after today. Good thing laundry day is Tuesday.
Nightingale was able to retain that “kick-[butt] lawyer” I mentioned last week (or whenever it was). I am going to pay the retainer fee, but Nightingale will pay the rest. The lady is also suggesting filing for sole custody, which is something Nightingale had in mind.
In other news, we have a very happy little boy in our house today. His Auntie is here for a visit! He hasn’t seen her in a couple months.
The last visit with her was only Nightingale and I, picking her up and going to the Dunkin’ Donuts near where she lives, as we were coming back from an appointment in the town on the other side of hers. It was a quick visit, but it was better than nothing.
Still haven’t heard back from Mrs. McK regarding if they can drop Chickadee off, or pick her up, just once a week. 😦
While Chickadee is upstairs with The Boy, Nightingale told me that they had been talking about when Chickadee was a Girl Scout for a brief time as a young teen. Chickadee says that she didn’t want to go, but we made her.
No! She went because the McK sisters were going, and she wanted to go with them. Nightingale doesn’t want me to say anything about it, because Chickadee could take it as us “talking about her” behind her back. I’m a bit flabbergasted, though, and also feeling a little distressed about it (although “distressed” is probably too strong a word for it).
There was another time when Chickadee mentioned something from her childhood, and she had such a skewed perspective on it. It bothers me, as it seems as if she is rewriting her childhood in her mind, and not in a good way.
Mumsee and Chas, there must be some setting in the browser making you identify yourself every time. It has not done that to me so far. I’m using Firefox. What browsers are you using?
Kizzie, know that God knows the truth and rely on Him to make it known to her in His time. Anything you do to try to correct it on your own could play into the hands of the evil father of lies who could twist it and make it worse. Wait, pray, and trust in God.
Continued prayers for your situations Kizzie…and for protection.
I don’t believe it is an exclusive behavior with Chickadee’s “rewriting” her childhood. I have heard a couple of my kids describe something that “happened” during childhood and I walked away thinking “who are they and what house did they grow up in?!!!” I have been known to suggest “tell it to your therapist” because I am done and done….we were kidding around about that one but I was kind of serious! (I know they believe we were too strict….and in comparison to some of their friend’s family standards or lack thereof, I suppose we were).
Plumber came and went, cleared the line but said the problem is that the cast iron pipes that still are under most of this house are corroded and closing up and need to be replaced — for $3,000.
Real Estate Guy was incensed, actually drove over here and parked out front like a secret agent and took a photo of the guy’s truck as he left (he saw) to check him out on Yelp.
Upshot is that I ran the washer and it didn’t fill up the sink this time. So maybe the guy fixed it — for now anyway. I have no doubt I will need new plumbing but if I can put that off for a while it would sure help. Real Estate Guy gets so exacerbated with me, he’s convinced everyone’s out to cheat us (maybe true) and I’m dumb enough to fall for it.
I suspect the truth lies somewhere in the middle — yeah, the guy is trying to parlay this all into a bigger more lucrative job. Yeah, I need new pipes. But no, maybe not right now.
Meanwhile, I’ve become very stressed over work, there are simply too few of us doing too much. A complicated school story I had to do on the fly Friday — with neither of the two sides cooperating much with providing information or context, I’m not an education reporter after all (we don’t have one) — resulted in the one side wanting to set up a conference call tomorrow with me and my editor to better explain it all to us. How nice. Where were they on Friday when I left 2 voice mails and two emails seeking help from them then?
And now reporters are having to write their own headlines, process and ship off photos, write captions … honestly, it’s too much.
OK. Grumble. I’m going back to bed, I still don’t feel well.
Chas, what does the icon look like for your browser? I presume it shows up on a button in the task bar at the bottom of your screen. If it’s a blue lower case “e” it’s Internet Explorer. If it looks kind of like a globe, except it’s mostly orange with some blue cutting in from the top to the middle, it’s Firefox. If it’s like a color wheel, with red, yellow, and green sections on the outside and a blue dot in the center, it’s Chrome.
Kizzie, I know my daughter’ remembers’ things very differently from how they actually happened. It can be rough.
When she was going to be baptized, she didn’t even tell us until the day before because “you would make it all about you” (to me). What? I’ve never made any of their things about me. Sigh. It did make me sad though, as I would have invited her grandparents to the baptism. In the end, I’m glad she was baptized and is following Jesus to this day.
I hope you feel better soon, DJ. I have not felt as well as usual today. It may be from stress of the end of tax season drawing near mixed with awful pollen infiltrating everything. And not being able to drive seems to make me feel down sometimes like when I run out of food I want and don’t want to ask for a ride to the store.
Chas here
Kevin, I still didn’t know what you were talking about.
So? I goggled “browser” and it said I have “Internet Explorer 11”
But I still don’t know what to do with it.
Chas- Go to the settings on your Internet Browser and check to see what the “cookies” setting is. I had trouble on Chrome a few months back, and changed the cookie settings. Now I don’t have to log ion every time.
It is fairly common for us to mis-remember or misinterpret things from our childhoods. We can also remember something that happened once or twice, but think we remember that it happened frequently. Our own temperaments can make us have very different perspectives on events or on our relationships within the family. From what I understand, siblings can remember things very differently.
I understand that. I just wish I could talk to Chickadee about it. But I am very careful about what I talk to her about, avoiding anything that could possible push her away.
At dinner, we were talking about our kitty Rudy. Chickadee said that when she is able, she wants to take Rudy, since he is her cat. (What she meant was when one or two of the McK’s cats – who are old – die. Their male cat is very territorial, and would cause trouble.)
I felt like crying. When Chickadee was living at home, I had already loved Rudy, but in the five years since she moved out, he has come to be mine in my heart. But I will let her take him, if she wants to, because he is hers.
Kizzie, if you have cared for the cat for the last five years, then reasonably he is your cat. I think you could say something like “Rudy has always lived here, but you’re welcome to come visit him and us at anytime. And if someday you are ready for a cat, we can find a kitten or a cat for you.”
BTW, I think that with every interaction you have with Chickadee you come on here and report about something that it made you feel like crying. If I regularly spent time with someone and found them close to tears with every interaction, it would make me feel awkward and make me feel like avoiding the person. I know the relationship is imperfect–as all human relationships are. But if every interaction leaves you feeling close to tears, you may want to look into counseling so that your interaction with her comes from a better place, for both of your sakes.
Cheryl – We let Chickadee get Rudy (whom she had “met” as a tiny kitten at Mrs. McK’s sister’s house) because we knew that our cat Peanut, who was her “baby” (she adored Peanut, and Peanut adored her) was getting older, and she would be devastated at her death (which she was when Peanut died less than two years later). We thought that having a younger cat to help fill the void would help her, and she loves him as much as she once loved Peanut, although they don’t have quite the same special bond.
When or if it comes to pass that she wants to take Rudy, I will talk to her, but if she is determined to take him, I will let her. I love Rudy, but I love my daughter more. It is possible that the McKs will not want her to bring him over. (And of course, there is that tiny hope that maybe she’ll be home by then, but I am not counting on that.) So I will deal with it when or if it comes to pass.
As for my saying that I felt like crying, have I really said that more than twice? (I can think of two times in the past few months.) The last year and a half has been especially emotional for me, and I cry, or feel like crying, fairly frequently. On top of losing Hubby, Chickadee’s near-estrangement has been hard on me. Although I may “feel” like crying inside, I make sure that it does not show on the outside, continuing on with the chatting, and letting the feeling melt away.
Usually, I talk to Nightingale about these things, and she straightens me out if she thinks I’m over-reacting. For instance, she thinks my “feeling” that something is up is only me being paranoid. She is quite level-headed.
Funny thing is that I rarely cry in front of anyone. Sometimes when talking about Hubby with one of the girls, I might tear up and choke up a bit, but not nearly as often as you might expect.
Kizzie, I understand if she really, really wants to take him, that you’d let her. It simply seems that by this point he is your cat. I do think you have said multiple times that interactions with her make you feel like crying–but, yes, I can understand that you probably feel like that in multiple settings the last couple of years. I don’t mean at all to sound harsh; I would dearly love for you and your daughter to find peace with each other and each other’s decisions, and that you both be making wise ones.
I have felt more bothered about the situation with Chickadee since she stopped childsitting with me around a year ago, a little less than six months after losing Hubby. When she was childsitting with me, she was here at least two days a week (as I would handle the hour or so after school, when Nightingale worked first shift, on my own), and often more. She usually had to spend the night once or twice each week. So we were seeing much more of her, and she was more a part of our lives, and we of hers.
Well, I need to get to bed now. Goodnight and sweet dreams to you all.
I am back. I did the class and sort of figured out what my issue was. I retook the lab and made a 103. I don’t think I did as well on the test as I would have liked. I just could not get the different globulins and T-cell information to stick. I know I did well on the essay questions.
I cannot remember my wordpress password, so can’t sign in from another computer. I do have it saved on one of the computers at work, my personal laptop, and my phone. Any other, I am anonymous, and don’t post.
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Good night Jo
Good morning everyone else.
Sometimes I don’t look carefully when I’m typing.
Fortunately this morning I did.
I typed “Good morning No.”
😆
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Morning! Lilacs!! How I hope my bush produces blossoms this year….and if it does, that the deer decide to just smell and not eat them!!
Snow is melting around here slow but sure. Rain in the forecast for tomorrow. I need to clean some windows around here….that winter dirt on them ain’t pretty!! 😣
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Morning all. I felt God’s hand on our trip today. Even on my spending. I found little that I wanted to buy, so I spent very little. Though I was able to treat our pilot and someone else to pizza. I was even able to loan someone money. Now tomorrow I need to do transfers to charge the others for their part. All of the flight was charged to my account and the things we all bought at one store.
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Good morning! That lilac is the one my mother gave me years ago and it has not bloomed for a long time. I read if the roots get disturbed it will help it to bloom. When Art installed a new mailbox post and dug around the roots it bloomed. We have not done that or anything like that this past year.
But we had enough rain that perhaps the roots went swimming (against their firmly planted wishes). I am very happy to once again see it blooming.
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Kathaleena, I had a Messenger request from you, and I looked up the related Facebook account and it has your profile like you have someone trying to do a duplicate account. You may want to check it out And I had that notice the other day from Kim about a Gift App. We need to be careful with our accounts.
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Good morning! I have a big test in A&P this afternoon. I have to sit in on a real statistics class as in the past week I have gone from A’s to a 58 on my weekly test, so I need to figure out what I am missing.
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I can almost smell the blossoms.
It’s raining here.
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Janice, how lovely to have your mother’s lilac blooming again. It’s such a pretty plant!
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Yes, Janice, I was hacked, so do not assume any messages are from me. I did mention that on here the other day. It has been reported and fb did contact me, but they have not resolved the issue.
I can almost smell spring in that picture. We have lilacs and they bloom every year with little or no attention. They are always a welcome sight and smell.
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I’m waiting for the plumber but felt really wiped out after yesterday (long day with a coyote story) so I’m calling in sick today. After the plumber leaves, I’m heading right back to bed. I didn’t have a story lined up for today anyway. I felt so yucky I even turned my phone off last night, missed a couple msgs from the editor — I rarely go off the grid but last night was the exception. Part of it is stress, I think.
For now, I suppose I should clear things out from under the kitchen sink, so I’d better get to it. I just hope he can fix whatever’s wrong for a reasonable price. 😦
I’d gotten a FB msg from the faux Kathaleen a day or two ago, but saw from a comment here she was aware of it.
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And now that I think about it, I was dragging all day yesterday, just really fatigued feeling.
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And it’s snowing in Greensboro.
But it’s 39 degrees.
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This is the first time I’ve come up as Anonymous.
What happened?
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Nice to see the edible lilac pictured.
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We do not have deer in our neighborhood, Mumsee.
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Edible for people.
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Ok…who has ever eaten a lilac?! Do they taste like chicken? 🐓
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Chas here. How do I get my name back?
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you have to type it in everytime in the block below.
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or you will always be a nobody
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But God knows your name and that is all that really matters.
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NancyJill, I cannot say for sure, but I think I nibbled one once and was not enamored. I will try again in a month or two. They probably taste like rattle snake. Which tastes like chicken. Especially if they have been hanging out in the chicken run.
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It is nice to be able to hang the clothes out on the line again. But it is supposed to be raining for the next week or two after today. Good thing laundry day is Tuesday.
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Nightingale was able to retain that “kick-[butt] lawyer” I mentioned last week (or whenever it was). I am going to pay the retainer fee, but Nightingale will pay the rest. The lady is also suggesting filing for sole custody, which is something Nightingale had in mind.
In other news, we have a very happy little boy in our house today. His Auntie is here for a visit! He hasn’t seen her in a couple months.
The last visit with her was only Nightingale and I, picking her up and going to the Dunkin’ Donuts near where she lives, as we were coming back from an appointment in the town on the other side of hers. It was a quick visit, but it was better than nothing.
Still haven’t heard back from Mrs. McK regarding if they can drop Chickadee off, or pick her up, just once a week. 😦
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Do I have to do this every time?
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While Chickadee is upstairs with The Boy, Nightingale told me that they had been talking about when Chickadee was a Girl Scout for a brief time as a young teen. Chickadee says that she didn’t want to go, but we made her.
No! She went because the McK sisters were going, and she wanted to go with them. Nightingale doesn’t want me to say anything about it, because Chickadee could take it as us “talking about her” behind her back. I’m a bit flabbergasted, though, and also feeling a little distressed about it (although “distressed” is probably too strong a word for it).
There was another time when Chickadee mentioned something from her childhood, and she had such a skewed perspective on it. It bothers me, as it seems as if she is rewriting her childhood in her mind, and not in a good way.
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Mumsee and Chas, there must be some setting in the browser making you identify yourself every time. It has not done that to me so far. I’m using Firefox. What browsers are you using?
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Kizzie, know that God knows the truth and rely on Him to make it known to her in His time. Anything you do to try to correct it on your own could play into the hands of the evil father of lies who could twist it and make it worse. Wait, pray, and trust in God.
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My oldest son claims he remembers nothing from his childhood–which I think is outrageous.
OTOH, it may be an attempt to deflect curious family members.
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Continued prayers for your situations Kizzie…and for protection.
I don’t believe it is an exclusive behavior with Chickadee’s “rewriting” her childhood. I have heard a couple of my kids describe something that “happened” during childhood and I walked away thinking “who are they and what house did they grow up in?!!!” I have been known to suggest “tell it to your therapist” because I am done and done….we were kidding around about that one but I was kind of serious! (I know they believe we were too strict….and in comparison to some of their friend’s family standards or lack thereof, I suppose we were).
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I’m on Chrome and have not lost my name, but IOS (Apple products) seldom remember who I am. Their spell check tries to alter my name, too.
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Plumber came and went, cleared the line but said the problem is that the cast iron pipes that still are under most of this house are corroded and closing up and need to be replaced — for $3,000.
Real Estate Guy was incensed, actually drove over here and parked out front like a secret agent and took a photo of the guy’s truck as he left (he saw) to check him out on Yelp.
Upshot is that I ran the washer and it didn’t fill up the sink this time. So maybe the guy fixed it — for now anyway. I have no doubt I will need new plumbing but if I can put that off for a while it would sure help. Real Estate Guy gets so exacerbated with me, he’s convinced everyone’s out to cheat us (maybe true) and I’m dumb enough to fall for it.
I suspect the truth lies somewhere in the middle — yeah, the guy is trying to parlay this all into a bigger more lucrative job. Yeah, I need new pipes. But no, maybe not right now.
Meanwhile, I’ve become very stressed over work, there are simply too few of us doing too much. A complicated school story I had to do on the fly Friday — with neither of the two sides cooperating much with providing information or context, I’m not an education reporter after all (we don’t have one) — resulted in the one side wanting to set up a conference call tomorrow with me and my editor to better explain it all to us. How nice. Where were they on Friday when I left 2 voice mails and two emails seeking help from them then?
And now reporters are having to write their own headlines, process and ship off photos, write captions … honestly, it’s too much.
OK. Grumble. I’m going back to bed, I still don’t feel well.
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Chas here
Kevin @ 4:24
I don’t know.
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Chas, what does the icon look like for your browser? I presume it shows up on a button in the task bar at the bottom of your screen. If it’s a blue lower case “e” it’s Internet Explorer. If it looks kind of like a globe, except it’s mostly orange with some blue cutting in from the top to the middle, it’s Firefox. If it’s like a color wheel, with red, yellow, and green sections on the outside and a blue dot in the center, it’s Chrome.
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Kizzie, I know my daughter’ remembers’ things very differently from how they actually happened. It can be rough.
When she was going to be baptized, she didn’t even tell us until the day before because “you would make it all about you” (to me). What? I’ve never made any of their things about me. Sigh. It did make me sad though, as I would have invited her grandparents to the baptism. In the end, I’m glad she was baptized and is following Jesus to this day.
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I hope you feel better soon, DJ. I have not felt as well as usual today. It may be from stress of the end of tax season drawing near mixed with awful pollen infiltrating everything. And not being able to drive seems to make me feel down sometimes like when I run out of food I want and don’t want to ask for a ride to the store.
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Chas here
Kevin, I still didn’t know what you were talking about.
So? I goggled “browser” and it said I have “Internet Explorer 11”
But I still don’t know what to do with it.
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Chas- Go to the settings on your Internet Browser and check to see what the “cookies” setting is. I had trouble on Chrome a few months back, and changed the cookie settings. Now I don’t have to log ion every time.
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It is fairly common for us to mis-remember or misinterpret things from our childhoods. We can also remember something that happened once or twice, but think we remember that it happened frequently. Our own temperaments can make us have very different perspectives on events or on our relationships within the family. From what I understand, siblings can remember things very differently.
I understand that. I just wish I could talk to Chickadee about it. But I am very careful about what I talk to her about, avoiding anything that could possible push her away.
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I can’t even “like” anything anymore.
I’ll look into this tomorrow.
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At dinner, we were talking about our kitty Rudy. Chickadee said that when she is able, she wants to take Rudy, since he is her cat. (What she meant was when one or two of the McK’s cats – who are old – die. Their male cat is very territorial, and would cause trouble.)
I felt like crying. When Chickadee was living at home, I had already loved Rudy, but in the five years since she moved out, he has come to be mine in my heart. But I will let her take him, if she wants to, because he is hers.
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Chas, look for the blue W (for WordPress) under the comment box when you open one and click on that — it usually automatically logs me in
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Kizzie I have missed so much of what is going on. Will you update me in FB Messinger ?
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I can’t like anything now. I will see if I am Anon, too, although it states clearly that I am logged in as Janice Garey
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I am still me, just unlikable. Y’all know what I mean.
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Kizzie, if you have cared for the cat for the last five years, then reasonably he is your cat. I think you could say something like “Rudy has always lived here, but you’re welcome to come visit him and us at anytime. And if someday you are ready for a cat, we can find a kitten or a cat for you.”
BTW, I think that with every interaction you have with Chickadee you come on here and report about something that it made you feel like crying. If I regularly spent time with someone and found them close to tears with every interaction, it would make me feel awkward and make me feel like avoiding the person. I know the relationship is imperfect–as all human relationships are. But if every interaction leaves you feeling close to tears, you may want to look into counseling so that your interaction with her comes from a better place, for both of your sakes.
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Kim – Sent you a message. 🙂
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Cheryl – We let Chickadee get Rudy (whom she had “met” as a tiny kitten at Mrs. McK’s sister’s house) because we knew that our cat Peanut, who was her “baby” (she adored Peanut, and Peanut adored her) was getting older, and she would be devastated at her death (which she was when Peanut died less than two years later). We thought that having a younger cat to help fill the void would help her, and she loves him as much as she once loved Peanut, although they don’t have quite the same special bond.
When or if it comes to pass that she wants to take Rudy, I will talk to her, but if she is determined to take him, I will let her. I love Rudy, but I love my daughter more. It is possible that the McKs will not want her to bring him over. (And of course, there is that tiny hope that maybe she’ll be home by then, but I am not counting on that.) So I will deal with it when or if it comes to pass.
As for my saying that I felt like crying, have I really said that more than twice? (I can think of two times in the past few months.) The last year and a half has been especially emotional for me, and I cry, or feel like crying, fairly frequently. On top of losing Hubby, Chickadee’s near-estrangement has been hard on me. Although I may “feel” like crying inside, I make sure that it does not show on the outside, continuing on with the chatting, and letting the feeling melt away.
Usually, I talk to Nightingale about these things, and she straightens me out if she thinks I’m over-reacting. For instance, she thinks my “feeling” that something is up is only me being paranoid. She is quite level-headed.
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Funny thing is that I rarely cry in front of anyone. Sometimes when talking about Hubby with one of the girls, I might tear up and choke up a bit, but not nearly as often as you might expect.
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Kizzie, I understand if she really, really wants to take him, that you’d let her. It simply seems that by this point he is your cat. I do think you have said multiple times that interactions with her make you feel like crying–but, yes, I can understand that you probably feel like that in multiple settings the last couple of years. I don’t mean at all to sound harsh; I would dearly love for you and your daughter to find peace with each other and each other’s decisions, and that you both be making wise ones.
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Thank you, Cheryl.
I have felt more bothered about the situation with Chickadee since she stopped childsitting with me around a year ago, a little less than six months after losing Hubby. When she was childsitting with me, she was here at least two days a week (as I would handle the hour or so after school, when Nightingale worked first shift, on my own), and often more. She usually had to spend the night once or twice each week. So we were seeing much more of her, and she was more a part of our lives, and we of hers.
Well, I need to get to bed now. Goodnight and sweet dreams to you all.
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I am back. I did the class and sort of figured out what my issue was. I retook the lab and made a 103. I don’t think I did as well on the test as I would have liked. I just could not get the different globulins and T-cell information to stick. I know I did well on the essay questions.
I cannot remember my wordpress password, so can’t sign in from another computer. I do have it saved on one of the computers at work, my personal laptop, and my phone. Any other, I am anonymous, and don’t post.
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