Posted on 08/02/2013 8:30:34 PM PDT by Hostage
I used to call the Operator just so she could keep the dime .. back in the day. {{HUGS}} and tears ...... but isn’t that the way they say it goes? Maybe it wasn’t real in the long run .... of that Am Certain!
Very sorry about the neighbor. I could use a restorative, too, or a nap, but neither is on the schedule for this afternoon. I need to cut up a cantaloupe and then get started making supper!
You’re right, that was clever.
See? That was my problem as well. If he is a “reverend,” why isn’t he acting more like a Christian? I park behind him, but far enough away so that he can get out without damaging my SUV.
The neighbors I have talked to think his actions are “unbecoming,” and I think they are bullying, at best. I’m not going to stoop to his level, though. HE can be the one the neighbors don’t like.
I have time to be “generous” with his actions, because I am not going to get angry about his behavior. He owns it, he needs to deal with it.
The neighbors will take care of him, I have no doubt.
Well, as long as I’ve known the gal that died, she was a fighter and a go-getter. She was an attorney at one point, as well as a published author, and I think she was close to 90.
She has had a lot of health problems in the last few years, having had several strokes and a heart attack, so her death is not “surprising.”
(Although, when I first saw her Monday, the thought hit me that she was “dead,” but how could she be if she was flagging me down? Yep. Scary.)
Sometimes I becomes too philosophical while keeping me away from the keyboard. My apology for any wrongs today but I cannot apologize for me. Meself and am are mostly observers. Thought loves Poland. Lots of Love, everyone. Today has been different, I pray. Who knows what Friday will bring?
Rolling Me Down the Highway ... {{{HUGS}}} everyone!
Friday will bring 50% chance of thunderstorms, according to my forecast. And a trip to the library.
Every life is a story, as the tv program used to say.
I’m tired. I went to bed in good time, but my nose was running, Bill came in late, and Shannon hopped up and purred at some point. Maybe tonight will go better.
I want to erase the last few days, thanks. The longer I sit here, the worse I feel. I hate when folks around me die.
Life ... our stage. May the tragedies be few and far between.
{{HUGS}} Face ... I just want to go there Free!
I’d send Pat over with the prototype of his amnesia beam, but he hasn’t got it to work on James yet.
At this point, I would settle for an experiment. Right now, I can’t even get the Universal Memory Squasher. At least I could maybe make it through tonight without too much dwelling on the events that make me an unwilling participant.
When I was working, we transported the elderly and disabled, and over time, I began to recognize voices and develop a modicum of camaraderie. This was good, but bad.
When a client died, I would fall asleep at my station, and be reprimanded for it. And on the few occasions when I was selected to read the obits, and therefore, verify the lack of need for the service, I was almost always falling apart. It is “folly” for me to become close to people because I cannot protect myself from the consequences.
This is something I’ve tried to live with for 60+ years. It gets more difficult instead of easier.
And I will shut up, now...
I NEED A GOOD STIFF DRINK OR THREE!!!!
Aye, but without you she’d have died without TV...
eep! You were only off by a few hours...
STAHP!!!! When you get here, I will tell you my tale of woe. It goes back SO many years....
Me!
The latest too-late-for-the-news-cycle data dump of government atrocities.
Thank you for asking...
Now I need to make tomato-cucumber soup, before the tomatoes go bad. Someday ... maybe never ... the byos will have their junk picked up from the living room so I can vacuum.
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