Oh, those poor Ingalls girls...

NYwdwfan

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Meeting in the parks is pretty safe, and I've met some really neat people there. We also had a meet-up in Philadelphia a couple of times, which was great! The funny thing is everyone has been pretty much exactly as I had pictured them. Personalities aren't invisible I guess.

I've had this happen at work a few times - you conference call with people for a period of time and then finally meet face to face - its funny when the voice you know comes out of a face that looks NOTHING like what you pictured!
 

Nemo14

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We just meet and type to each other....
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Nemo14

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Morning conversation at the Nemo single -bathroom house:

DH: I'm going to take my shower now so I can get going to work. Does anyone have to go in there first?
Me: No - I'm good
Mom: No
2 minutes later
Mom: Is anyone in the bathroom?

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The Mom

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Premium Member
Morning conversation at the Nemo single -bathroom house:

DH: I'm going to take my shower now so I can get going to work. Does anyone have to go in there first?
Me: No - I'm good
Mom: No
2 minutes later
Mom: Is anyone in the bathroom?

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It's like having a toddler again; you make her "assume the position" whether she thinks she has to go or not.
 

The Mom

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Premium Member
Outhouse - a perfect hiding place for rabid zombies.

My Uncle had one that he made us use in the summertime (we were usually wet from swimming in the lake) It always gave me the creeps.
 

Nemo14

Well-Known Member
My grandparents had one - in fact I remember when they finally put running water in the house. My grandfather was an irascible old Swamp Yankee who didn't believe that such things belonged inside the house. We each had to spend a week with them every summer - yeah....my parents revenge.
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The Mom

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Premium Member
My grandparents had one - in fact I remember when they finally put running water in the house. My grandfather was an irascible old Swamp Yankee who didn't believe that such things belonged inside the house. We each had to spend a week with them every summer - yeah....my parents revenge.
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I remember the sewer lines being installed in our neighborhood. We, and many others, had a septic tank or cesspool, but there were neighbors who still had outhouses - but also running water. They were the object of several Halloween pranks, as I recall.
 

The Mom

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Premium Member
Well, this was Foster - still no sewers there, but they finally got a redlight last year. Ayeyup.

I was living in Riverside - not exactly the sticks. But, it was an isolated neighborhood - a dead-end street with the railroad tracks on one side, and Bullock's Cove on the other. With a cemetery on the other shore. Which is why I know my zombie, vampire, witch, ghoul, wolfman, etc lore. I grew up expecting a monster attack at any moment. :eek:
 

NYwdwfan

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My neighborhood still has cesspools - my husband is always flippin over how much water I am using. C'mon man - kids, clothes and dishes all need to be clean - not necessarily in that order!!!
 

NYwdwfan

Well-Known Member
My neighborhood still has cesspools - my husband is always flippin over how much water I am using. C'mon man - kids, clothes and dishes all need to be clean - not necessarily in that order!!!
 

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