Who left the dimensional door open? - Thread 015

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[palo verde]

I'm not clear bout her balance problem
does she tip over or fall down

[Kathleen]

So what size is Gran's other foot? From what you all are saying, I'm picturing the old Cacklebird commercials in my head....

[palo verde]

rofl rofl
well of course I saw the catlic girls on the bus on the way home from school
only tramps wore their hair that way (back then)
and they had tons of make-up on
(and it wasn't Tangee Natural)

all public highschools had a slutty crowd
those are the girls who don't study and smoke in the bathroom

it gave me such an odd impression of catlic girls
I assumed it was a whole school of sluts

[palo verde]

lol kathleen
she told us she wears size 3 shoes
chickie is that why captain won't buy you shoes
size 3 for one foot
what size is the other

maybe your balance problem comes from your mismatched feet

[Kathleen]

Our school was co-ed and the principal was a priest who was very strict so we knew enough not to push our luck TOO much. During exams the principal would go to the one mall in our town and round up any students he saw there, because we were supposed to be at home studying. It was all pretty strict back then.

On the other side of town, there was an all-girls catlic school. Those chicks were truly sluts, we just looked like we were. :) :)

[palo verde]

hi kathleen
from what I hear at the pool
catlic schools are harder than public school
I wonder if they still teach Latin there

in NY, public schools required Latin while my mom was in public school there
both she and my dad had to take it
but by the time I went to public school they got rid of Latin

it's too bad in a way
some of the courses in high school were waste of time for me
all I learned from Economics is bull market and bear market are different
it might be handy to know some basic Latin
just to know where so many of our words come from
Love, Palo

[palo verde]

sure hope the twins learn how to walk
didn't know bout their mom's mismatched feet problem

[palo verde]

lol I realize now a whole school where everyone cut class and smoked in the girls room is impossible

but when I was in junior high and would see them on the bus
it looked like catlic school was a sex party :)

[palo verde]

he's taking me swimmin'
c u in a lil
Love, Palo

[Kathleen]

Catlic school was more difficult back then, we had to score 70 to pass. I took 2 years of Latin, the first year I didn't get it, the second year I loved it. It was very useful for learning word derivatives.

Typing was another story...I remember typing on an old IBM Selectric and having it blow up on me during class. The thing was smoking, and I wasn't even typing that fast. :)

Candy is asleep in front of my desk, she's running and snorting like she's going somewhere fast. She is so cute.

[lodwick]

A federal appeals court ruled Wednesday that the Pledge of Allegiance is an unconstitutional endorsement of religion and cannot be recited in schools.

Just in from SanFrancisco.

[westmex]

Palo Blanco TreeYour sister or cousin?
.....Westy....

[westmex]

Elephant Tree
No relation I trust...
......Westy.....

[westmex]

Fossetts Position
......Westy...

[andysandmikesmom]

Well, a lively group was here earlier...seems to be a lull, now that I have finally gotten back online...

Yesterday was a bummer...after the hubby left for work, I was feeling out of sorts, and sat down in the recliner(yes, the one that grabbed Dizzy), pushed back to get the footrest under my feet, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep and remained as such for hours...guess I was just tired out for some reason...by the time I was fully awake, it was time to eat dinner, and go to bed, as I still felt groggy...and slept late this morning...I guess I havent been sleeping much at nite, for the past week, and I suspect yesterday it all caught up with me, so I had to catch up on all my sleep...

Miss Palo...you are so funny today...I am having fun with your posts...first about Lulu, chewing up some wood in the house, discovered while things were being moved, for Bill to paint the walls red...and how that Lulu is in tears for her Kraft singles...And your remembrances of your sleeping around days, when your sleep mates would cook you scrambled eggs...your comment was so dang funny...the scrambled eggs were worth remembering, but not the lovemaking..

Habs...I also wonder what MIss Palo is wearing while serving scrambled eggs..somehow I imagine her wearing a frilly little apron, and nothing else...

[andysandmikesmom]

Oh, what fun, discussing the fashions for the good old days, when we were sassy young ladies, and had our disageements with our parents about our atire...

I did not have a problem, with my parents picking out my shoes...they always let me have what shoes I wanted, just as long as it fit into their budget...I did not like the regular saddle shoes..but I loved those other saddle shoes which were lower than the regular saddle shoes, around the ankle, and then there was a little strap and buckle(for decoration) on the back of the shoe...I loved those shoes..

The other shoes I loved were loafers, and I wore loafers, probably more than any others....to this day, I still love a nice pair of loafers...they are my favoites...

And yes, indeed, we tried to wear our little tight skirs(unless they were pleated), and that is where me and the parents had our differences..my dad was not going to stand for my wearing a skin tight skirt, and showing off my butt...

And Palo, you are indeed right, we used to wear our cardigan sweaters, buttoned up the back, instead of the front, where they were supposed to be...I do think, it was to make ourselves look more busty...we did not want any buttons interfering with our little boobs sticking out...

And of course, there was the obligatory neckscarf, tied trickily and pulled off to the side...

We also had little collars to put around our necks...mine were all types of different little fur collars...

Oh, we thought we were quite the snappy, snazzy young ladies, shaking our butts in our tight skirs, and showing off our boobs, through our reversed sweaters...

Those were quite the days...

[lodwick]

Good afternoon Mom - sounds like your system was a bit
low on the Sleep guage. They let us know, one way or
other, when it's time for more shut-eye.

[palo verde]

hi andysmom
I see Lulu just arrived in yard
where she is going in this heat I have no idea
but the little lizards love this weather, so perhaps she went out to chase them
oh now she arrived back
it was just a quick tour
Love, Palo

[palo verde]

rofl you are so funny with your desert trees
I bet they're all cousins of the palo verde
is Steve over Mexico now?
Love, Palo

[andysandmikesmom]

Palo, you were talking about your Mother-in-law, needing cataract surgery, so that brought something to mind...

Yes, here we go with a cataract story...

This happens when my parents are still living in Chicago and me and hubby and kids were now at Ft. Bragg North Carolina...I mention this, because one needs to know why I could not physically assist my parents on this one...

When dad went for an eye examine, they found that he had cataracts in both eyes, and that one was really ripe, and ready to be removed..the other one needed to grow a little before it could be removed...

Now mom did not know how to drive...dad always did all driving...so when dad had to go to the hospital to have the first cataract removed, mom and dad went to the hospital, on the public bus(Called the CTA, for Chicago Transit Authority)...the surgery went fine, dad was fine, and they returned home a few days later, again on the CTA bus(dad felt it was an unnecessary expense to take a taxi home from the hospital, as he was feeling fine)...Had I been living in Chicago at the time, I would have picked them both up, and taken them home...

Now a few months later, the second cataract was ripe and big enough to be removed, so dad was again scheduled for cataract surgery, to be done sometime during the week...the weekend before he was go to in to the hospital, he and mom decided to visit the Museum of Science and Industry on Sunday...this happened in the middle of the winter...they did their tour of the Museum, and were coming down the many stairs, when mom slipped on some ice, and slide down several steps, and landed smack dab on the sidewalk on her face...

Dad rushed down, to assist her and help her up, but he also slipped on the ice on the sidewalk, and he fell on top of mom...a young couple had witnessed this whole chain of events, and they rushed down to help this middle aged couple floundering on the slippery sidewalk...

Dad was a big man, and when they tried to help him up, and off of mom, these two young people also slipped and fell on top of dad...and poor mom was underneath the whole pile, on her face...

The whole incident, which started out as a possibly serious fall, wound giving all four participants the giggles, who found the whole situation to now be something out of 'Laurel and Hardy'...the four of them lay in a heap laughing at the silly image they were projecting...

Finally they all composed themselves, and settled down, and slowly and cautiously one by one, go up off of the ice...Mom and Dad thanked this couple for their assistance, they all hugged and went on their way..(Funny how, in a instant you can have an experience with someone you did not know just minutes before, and after that experience you are hugging each other)...anyway no one was injured, and life went on...

Now Mom always bruised very easily...just pinch her, and she would have a bruise...so she and dad knew that within a few days, her face would look as if she had been in a fight, and sure enought that is what happened...moms face was apparently quite a big black and blue bruised face...

Now a day or so after the incident at the museum, dad was scheduled to go into the hospital and have his second cataract taken out...same routine, they took the bus to the hospital....

And the next day, dad was to have the second cataract taken out..now they gave him some sort of shot, near his eye, before they took him into surgery...same routine as with the first cataract...but for some reason, the whole area around his eye really swelled up bad, and they could not do the surgery...he had some sort of a reaction...

So they kept him for a few hours, to make sure that the reaction was just local, around his eye, and not systemic which could affect his other organs...Satisfied, that it was only a local reaction, they decided to send him home, and reschedule the cataract surgery in about two weeks...

So mom and dad got him packed up and ready to go home...Now by this time, a few days after the museum incident, moms face was really badly bruised...and the whole area around dads eye was all red, and puffy and still swelled up...Now had I been still living in Chicago, I would have picked them up from the hospital...But they decided to again go home on the CTA bus, never realizing how they looked together...

They got on the bus, sat down, and noticed that folks were really giving them the once over, and then it finally dawned on them...There they sat, together, on the bus...she with a badly bruised face, and he with the whole area around his eye, all red, ,and swelled up...

Well, obviously, they looked like a middle aged couple, who had had a knockdown, dragged out, physical fight with each other, and their respectives faces, showed the damage inflicted...Normally dad, never being the shy one, would have just gotten up and explained the situation to the bus passengers...

But this story was too long(as one can see from my yakking) and too complicated, so he just sat there, chuckling to himself, and wondering what the bus passengers were thinking...he really got a kick out of that...

In the end, two weeks later, he had the second cataract removed, with no more odd reactions to the drugs...Once both cataracts were removed, Dad now had perfect vision...because of course, when they removed the cataract, they insert a corrective lens, and dad now no longer needed the glasses, which he had worn since he was about 8 yrs old...He found that experience, to be glassless, to be odd..

Dad always then went around, claiming that he had 'plastic' eyes, because there was a plastic lens in his eye, replacing the cataract...that is when he went out and bought those silly glasses, that have those big plastic eyeballs on springs in them...he would wear those silly glasses, and comment, "Look, I have plastic eyes"...he even took several pictures of himself, wearing those goofy glasses, and sent them to all his friends and relatives, showing how he looked after his cataract surgery with his new plastic eyes...

My dad, what a fun guy he was...