The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

Goofyernmost

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Well, my last day at ICM is about to happen. After 19 years, I can't deny that I feel like I've been bit by a bus. I know I should concentrate on the new opportunity in front of me, and it may end up being amazing, but at this moment, I think this Ben Folds song sums up exactly the situation happening to me - just replace Mr. Jones with Mr. Thomas, and it is almost exactly the same scenario. Anyone who has ever been the victim of corporate downsizing should be able to relate :( :


Yes, sir... I do know the feeling. It happened to me during a time when I had a wife, two grammar school kids, two cars, a mortgage and enough bills to choke a horse. Not happy, but, I didn't have a place to go to and it took nearly 6 months to get something. It was a very stressful time. But, as happens so often, you come out on the other side of the tunnel a stronger, better person. Nothing strengthens like adversity. I'm sure you will make the best of your new position.
 

betty rose

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My niece (my Sis' DD) has been to the hospital multiple times via ambulance after epi pen for apple induced respiratory distress. This apple thing my niece, my DD and our @StarWarsGirl has developed only recently years is puzzling. My niece doesn't even show a reaction to apples on the allergy tests. She is done with her first year of college now and over the summer will visit a specialist. I'm interested to see what the experts my Sis has tracked down have to say as my DD mirrors her. So far, knock wood niece has been fine since the end of April which was the last ambulance trip.

The other niece I mentioned over the last few days is my BIL 29 year old DD and she has made me a Great Aunt with her little baby. Such a cutie. :inlove:
Boy or girl?
 

betty rose

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Oh gosh, I just burst out laughing--partly from what you said above, but also something my father did years ago. He couldn't sew. (My mother could sew.) Anyway, he used to carry change, cigarette lighters, and whatever else in his pockets, in the suits he wore to work.

Eventually, with all that stuff inside, the pockets would begin to fray or rip. Since he couldn't sew, he'd take his desk stapler and staple up the holes! HA! :p It drove my mother crazy. :hilarious: She said that all his pants (including his weekend jeans) had all these dumb staples in all the pockets, when she could have easily mended them properly for him. But, he was rather proud of his mending "invention" I think . . . ;) Oh, he was never in the Air Force like you were; he was a Lt. Commander in the Navy (think he served for at least 4 years--it was before I was born), and I guess the Navy didn't teach them how to sew!. :D
Hubby did the same thing with the stapler, he was at work and his pocket gave way...so he used what was at hand.
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
I love babies, so nice for you.

I love other people's babies too. It is the best of the choices at my age. You have fun with them while they are happy. You give them back or let the parents take over when they are no longer being cute. You get to smile at them in public when they are being sweet, run like the dickens when they are being ugly.

Guess the only time I avoid other people's children is on airplanes. If I fly Southwest I try and pick a row that has someone seated behind me that doesn't have small children. For whatever reason I don't enjoy having my seat kicked for hours on end. If I'm really lucky the row in front of me doesn't have small kids standing up dropping things onto my tray either. I have lots of patience though for the babies on planes that are screaming cause their little ears hurt. Even more for their helpless parents. I almost always have those soft earplugs in my backpack or I stick in my headphones.
 

betty rose

Well-Known Member
I love other people's babies too. It is the best of the choices at my age. You have fun with them while they are happy. You give them back or let the parents take over when they are no longer being cute. You get to smile at them in public when they are being sweet, run like the dickens when they are being ugly.

Guess the only time I avoid other people's children is on airplanes. If I fly Southwest I try and pick a row that has someone seated behind me that doesn't have small children. For whatever reason I don't enjoy having my seat kicked for hours on end. If I'm really lucky the row in front of me doesn't have small kids standing up dropping things onto my tray either. I have lots of patience though for the babies on planes that are screaming cause their little ears hurt. Even more for their helpless parents. I almost always have those soft earplugs in my backpack or I stick in my headphones.
Sometimes it's almost impossible to have a seat without kids around, when going to Disney!;)
 

Cesar R M

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He pretty much thinks of it as for him to reach someone else if he needs them....not for anyone else to be able to get a hold of him, too. And he thinks the battery will die if he has it on for more than a few minutes. So if he needs to call me, he'll turn it on, call, then turn it off. So if I'm too slow getting to the phone to answer, I can't call him back because he's already turned the phone off. Or if I hear of something in my hometown, like the tornado in 2005 that wiped out half the buildings in town, I can't call to make sure he's not lying under a pile of rubble. I have to call friends and see if they've seen or heard from him since whatever disaster happened. With the tornado, he wasn't supposed to be there...he was supposed to be in Kansas at a reunion, so I wasn't worried...UNTIL my cousin emailed me to say he had never shown up and did I know where he was. So I ended up putting a desperate plea on FB asking if anyone had seen him or heard from him and finally someone went out to check on him. He had slept through the tornado, which must not have come too close to the house, but the winds ripped the roof off of his trailer and the hail had broken all the windows. So he had to go buy a new trailer house as it was a total loss, but HE was fine, just oblivious. But that's the kind of thing that the phone would be handy for...I could just call him directly. The tornado had knocked out all the telephone and power lines so I couldn't get him on the land line. They got the lines in town up and running, but dad is 20 minutes out of town, so they do the towns first and the ranchers when they get to it. Having a cell phone on would have meant I could call directly instead of asking friends. He didn't know to let me know he was ok because he didn't even realize there had been a tornado that caused me to worry.
Thats definitively frustrating.. how the hell you sleep thru a tornado that is destroying your home?
 

Songbird76

Well-Known Member
Thats definitively frustrating.. how the hell you sleep thru a tornado that is destroying your home?
I have no idea. But that's my dad for ya. Part of it might be that he's lost a lot of hearing. He has hearing aids, but he wouldn't have had those on when he was sleeping, and it ripped the roof off the opposite end from his bedroom, so maybe that's why. I really don't know.
 

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