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Gabe1

Gabe1

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I wrapped up potatoes and put them out on my cast iron in line gas grill to make baked potatoes for dinner. I put them out there so when I came back from the store all I had to do on my way in was turn the . Being a rule follower I always lift the heavy lid when igniting the BBQ. Good thing. Somehow stupid squirrel got in there and was chewing through a potato. :facepalm:

That would have been nasty.:hungover:
 
donaldtoo

donaldtoo

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French Quarter said:
What is wrong with rat tails and mullets? Don't you like my hair? I even threw in some mall bangs for ya.

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Winner winner chicken dinner...! :confused: :hilarious:
 
Gabe1

Gabe1

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donaldtoo said:
I'll be 53 in 10 days, and I'm as comfortable in my own skin as I've ever been.
Although, admittedly, I've never been particularly uncomfortable...! ;) :)
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Yep, I'm in that camp too. 99% of the time I'm in my Levi's, a tshirt and my gym shoes. I've always been that way, half the year with my hair pulled up in a tail. I pull it together nicely but it is a simple life I live. Not to say when the occasion arises I pick out a pretty litttle dress and at my age I can still rock a pair of heels. Those days (after I manage to find the perfect pretty dress of course, hate shopping) are kinda fun cause I don't play dress up all that often. Spent a chunk of my life scaling the side of ship. Trust me with longshoreman and stevedores about, my steel toe boots and Levi's along with my hardhat were more than enough to draw attention to myself than I cared to draw in the mans world I worked in. But I've got to say the men I worked with were gentleman despite the reputation of the yards.
 
StarWarsGirl

StarWarsGirl

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In the Parks
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Gabe1 said:
How amazing is that? Woot!

Is this the Grandpa you are close to or the Grandpa not so much?
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The only one I'm close to is my step grandfather. I'm not close to either my maternal or paternal grandfathers. My paternal grandfather I've known my whole life, lives 10 minutes from us, but I think he never really knew quite what to do with his grandchildren. We would be together at family get-togethers, and he basically would talk to his sons, and maybe every now and then say something to his grandchildren. My maternal grandfather, who gave us the instruments, I didn't even meet until I was 13. My grandparents were not happy with my mother's life choices and basically cut her off at 19. She married my dad when she was 19, and they didn't even come to her wedding. My mom tried for years and years to repair the relationship, but my grandmother, who was obviously dominant in the relationship, wasn't having any of it. My mom gave up after I was born and they didn't come to the hospital.

We had some contact with her parents after my great grandmother (my grandmother's mother, who made sure she had a relationship with all of her great grandchildren, including us) passed away. My mother maintained a relationship with her younger brother as well. Then, when I was 15, almost 16, my grandmother got sick. We found out it was cancer one day, and the next she was gone. My mom did go to the hospital the day her mother died, even though she herself had just had surgery.

Since my grandmother died, my mom has worked very hard to repair her relationship with her father. Now that the witch her mother is gone, her relationship with her father has gotten much better, but this is the first nice thing her father has really done for us, other than fixing the tractor and such. My mom was crying for a while when we got the instruments.

I don't have much of a relationship with him. He really tries when he's around us, but he's missed most of our lives. I think to some degree the damage is done. But he has a good relationship with my mom, and in the end, that is what's important. And I'm very grateful for my viola, which is now named Emma. (yes I name my instruments. My violin is Lizzie and the piano is Veronica).
 
Gabe1

Gabe1

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donaldtoo said:
Pork ribs and bacon cheeseburgers are mine. :hungry:
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Speakingofwhich. I told you we had a family of 3 move in from Texas across the road from us. I've spoken to them a few times and seem to be the nicest of nice people. (and there is another story coming about their DD)

I kept hearing weird metal drilling odd sounds over the last couple days coming from across the road and I also watch the man Tim the Tool Man souping up an old open, metal trailer attached to his SUV. They didn't move here with it. Well this morning on the road parked was his SUV pulling the older trail and on the trailer was this elaborate 2 swing door, self created smoker ready to be pulled away. I still cannot upload photos but even the handles were amazing. I want to be invited to dinner. Texas has arrived in Hamlet.
 
Gabe1

Gabe1

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StarWarsGirl95 said:
The only one I'm close to is my step grandfather. I'm not close to either my maternal or paternal grandfathers. My paternal grandfather I've known my whole life, lives 10 minutes from us, but I think he never really knew quite what to do with his grandchildren. We would be together at family get-togethers, and he basically would talk to his sons, and maybe every now and then say something to his grandchildren. My maternal grandfather, who gave us the instruments, I didn't even meet until I was 13. My grandparents were not happy with my mother's life choices and basically cut her off at 19. She married my dad when she was 19, and they didn't even come to her wedding. My mom tried for years and years to repair the relationship, but my grandmother, who was obviously dominant in the relationship, wasn't having any of it. My mom gave up after I was born and they didn't come to the hospital.

We had some contact with her parents after my great grandmother (my grandmother's mother, who made sure she had a relationship with all of her great grandchildren, including us) passed away. My mother maintained a relationship with her younger brother as well. Then, when I was 15, almost 16, my grandmother got sick. We found out it was cancer one day, and the next she was gone. My mom did go to the hospital the day her mother died, even though she herself had just had surgery.

Since my grandmother died, my mom has worked very hard to repair her relationship with her father. Now that the witch her mother is gone, her relationship with her father has gotten much better, but this is the first nice thing her father has really done for us, other than fixing the tractor and such. My mom was crying for a while when we got the instruments.

I don't have much of a relationship with him. He really tries when he's around us, but he's missed most of our lives. I think to some degree the damage is done. But he has a good relationship with my mom, and in the end, that is what's important. And I'm very grateful for my viola, which is now named Emma. (yes I name my instruments. My violin is Lizzie and the piano is Veronica).
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I name things too, including my cars. That is sweet your Mom was so touched by the instruments. Does she also play?

My Dads family is exactly as Goofy with Grandparents, brothers, sisters etc. Until an Aunt passed a few years ago I hadn't seen them since I was 17 when my Gran passed. Being many decades older I was the only immediate family member from my own family that went to my Aunts (by marriage to my uncle) Wake. I loved her and she was a big part of my early childhood. My Dad was in rehab from his hip and I never told him I went. And what a stir I caused, whispers and strange welcomes. I signed in and saw some old family friends I knew initially. I knew my two cousins (aunts sons) immediately after all these years off in the distance. But before I could make my way a woman my age came over with her DD my DD age and introduced themselves, my cousins wife and DD I found out. I explained I was Gabe her husbands cousin (he only has 2, me and my Sis.) The stunned look, like I had risen from the dead. I watched as she eventually made her way to my cousin. Ya know when you are being spoken about. He came over so fast and grabbed his brother along the way. It was a pleasant but awkward reunion. Decades had past and I don't know these people as an adult. You can't fix broken like that though they did try I'll give them that. Oddly a friend of my folks that lives across from them this past spring break ran into the same cousin of mine in Florida no less. Small World.

Me, I am always curious when family starts dispersing family treasures. I've found that most times it is when the owner is questionable health. My Mom had a unfounded health scare a few years back. I hadn't been told anything to that point but she arrived in my livingroom to give me a 2 Karat Diamond of hers. :jawdrop: Freak'n thing is worth more than my SUV new. It goes so well with my Levi's. :joyfull:
 
Gabe1

Gabe1

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fox_198 said:
The Panthers game I went to tonight was the best hockey game I've ever been to!

7-1 Panthers, and four of the goals came in the first 6 minutes!
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I sat in my familyroom and watched the BlackHawks. It was a much better game than Wednesday's game. That game was filled with Stanley celebrations pre-game, banner raising etc. My Guys just didn't have their head in the new season. Tonight aside from the NYI dude loosing it and pretending he was a football player blocking our dude into the net from behind and taking out his own goalie was a much better game.
 

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