Bagzzzzz....or we may look old but we don't have to ACT it!
My vice dilemma.....DH sworn off booze so I can't drink. DS sworn off drugs so I can't get high. I've been nagging the kids about smoking so it would be unseemly for me to start. Flab around belly precludes casual sex. Can't sing so job as back up for a punk band out. What's left????? Sloth has been here so long it isn't even a vice anymore.
Casual sex???? Are you talking about five minutes with the DH or the old guy with the ponytail you met at the newspaper stand? And DS is how old? Twelve?
Ok, who am I to judge? I, for example, made a man with a lot of food items apologize to the woman behind him for being in the express line. I live dangerously, too.
Others need to weigh in on this. Frappy has brought us controversy!!!
Sugar, I am sad that I did not appreciate being not fat. (I wasn't exactly thin, but it was a lot easier to buy clothes again.)
Hello Cows! Happy fourth! (And a belated happy first to Baggzz and Sugar P.) I just got back from New Orleans and New Jersey. I didn't gain weight, but that's because I didn't have time to eat. I suspect I will have to eat even less if I want to lose weight. Sigh.
Hi Cherry! are we all alone here? I too, didn't appreciate being thin. or young. My mother tells me to appreciate being 50. I'm going to try.
I've spent most of my life trying to avoid vice. In my extended family it was considered 'uppity' to not be alcoholic or drug addicted, and to actually be married to the father of your children before they were born. I've spent most of my life apologizing to my siblings for being so darn.... well, I don't know, I guess for being me.
Frappe, I love your reasons for living a vice free life.... especially the flab around the middle/no casual sex one. Hee. We need to think of something.... a life of crime perhaps? cheating at bingo? hit and run on our scooters?
Happy belated 4th and Canada Day.... we mostly ate and slept our way through the weekend. zzzzzzzz. 2 bbq's, daily naps, & yard work. Geez, Frappe, you're right, we need some shakin' up.
I'm back, I'm reading all your voluminous posts and it will take me a while to wade through them all. You are always so chatty when I'm gone...
Had a wonderful trip. Spent the first night in friends' RV at their campground because it was raining so hard we didn't bother to continue on to the sailboat. Had best omelet ever made, at campground diner the next morning. That started us off on a roll of 5 days of overeating. Packed up the boat and went for a sail Saturday, did a little shopping in Southwest Harbor (don't ask me why they only have photos in the rain...) on Sunday, picked up the BF and we all went out for lobsters. YeeHaw!!!!!!!! The friends went home that night because she had to work. We went for an early sail on Monday -- very restful as I slept through the first 2 hours of it -- BF got his sea legs, piloted the boat for a while, then later started turning a bit green (the latter part of the sail was a little woozy-making as the sea was rolling in 5-foot waves ), but we all made it to Bar Harbor without incident.
DD and BF dinghyed in for a stroll, while DH and I prepared to relax in the gorgeous sunshine and breezes. The boat was tied up to a mooring in the harbor and dh put up the "Skychair" and then promptly lost a vital wooden dowel overboard. Since the dinghy was not there, he was prepared to call it a lost cause, but not Kiwi the Magnificent, who stripped off her shoes and socks, climbed down the swim ladder and took off after it. Oh yes I did too. Well, you know I like to swim. Not so much in 55 degree water, but hey, I'm game -- who knew that it was tough to swim when you can barely breathe it's so cold ? I retrieved the part and started back, only to discover that I was barely keeping up with the current, so I swam harder. DH tossed me a PFD cushion so that made it a bit easier and I finally reached the boat. I went up on the bow with some dry clothes and a towel in hopes of warming up in the sun, when suddenly I totally crashed: my hands and feet started to itch and swell and I started getting nauseated and faint and I spent the next half hour heaving the day's provisions over the side of the boat and attempting to get up enough to crawl below to the cabin. Unfortunately I wasn't able to even raise my head without seeing kaleidoscope images in front of my eyes, and my clothes were still soaking wet. It was not pretty. DH made me keep trying to get down below and finally I made it to the head where I mostly lay on the floor attempting to get enough balance to do what needed to get done to clean up and put dry clothes on. Meanwhile DH had called DD and BF to retrieve some Benadryl (I cleverly had none on board) and row back out to the boat pronto, which they did. I spent the next 3 hours dead flat on a bunk requesting more and more blankets because I was still so cold and I sure as **** couldn't move without fainting.
And then later I was absolutely 100% fine and our friends came back on board and we ate a delicious dinner and frankly I still don't know what all happened. Everyone thinks hypothermia (well, duh, maybe I should have thought of that possibility before I jumped in, eh?), or possibly jellyfish sting (didn't feel it, don't have a bite), but I am a little mystified. And glad to have survived.
So, always some excitement, eh? We had a nice brisk sail on the 4th, came back to the harbor in time for socializing with BF's family who were there for the fireworks, back on the mooring for dinner and fireworks, only to have the fog roll in and blanket the whole place so that the fireworks consisted of noises and different colored glowing skies! Oh well, not the first time that's happened. They would have been quite spectacular if we could have seen them! Have any of you seen these screaming ghosts they have now? The kids were calling them Dementors. Really creepy. Those we could see .
Yesterday was quite lovely in Bar Harbor; unfortunately the fog rolled in and made it impossible for us to leave. We hung out on the dock the whole morning waiting for it to lift -- the Queen Mary II came in and anchored but you actually couldn't see it for several hours! So finally we gave up waiting for it to clear and DD&BF took a shuttle bus around the island to retrieve his car; and they and I packed our junk in the car and left the boat. DH and one of the friends (other had gone to work already) took the boat back over to our home mooring after the fog lifted and he got home late last night.
So that was our trip, very nice, somewhat eventful. Much bonding going on between the teenaged lovebirds... BF was the soul of politeness and shared the main cabin with DH -- he had to sleep in the "pilot berth" which is not exactly luxury accomodations, but he was a great sport and had a good time. It's the strangest thing, feeling almost like a mother-in-law; how odd. It makes me start to understand a few things about my own mother. What a thought; I'm becoming the old lady in the back seat. Oy.
Morning Cowsies.. I've been soooo busy procrastinating. it really can be a full time job.. Cherry! NJ and NO? I hope this was some sort of vacay for you.. most excellent that you didn't gain anything. And you are Soooooo right, I was thin once.. and I worked hard at gettin there dammit but didn't work at all to Stay there... sigh
Wabby: I Had a good laugh envisioning us as old bada$$ gang of seniors terrorizing senior bus trips, bingo halls and our local Medicare offices.. he heeeeeeeee
Now where oh where did Frappe go? Come hang with me Frappe, I'll put a little bit a the devil in ya ..Mooohaha!
Sugar:Are you packing yet?
Kiwi: ! MY GAWD, that sounded so scary! It sounds like a combo of hypothermia and a bite of somethin.. Ya know, when the water is cold my palms immediately start to itch.. weird, eh?
Benedryl is a wonder drug in my book.. .But it sounds like a delightful trip!
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We went to the strangest "cookout/BBQ" ever.. I was quite befuddled by it...
All the hotdogs, hamburgers, ribs were already BBQ'ed ahead of time (Like 2 hours before everyone got there) , We ate inside, in the kitchen using real plates and forks... No music.... The couple who threw it are very nice people -but odd.. ... with almost borderline OCD on cleanliness and order... They would run behind people picking up crumbs, swabbing the floor, ... Very bizarre! I dropped off my cake ,pinwheels and salad ahead of time (it was just 2 doors up) and came home .. DH asks me "do they need any chairs, or one of our patio tables?" I was like, I don't think we are eating outside... and I think all the food is cooked already... He looked at me, couldn't quite comprehend this... and said, I think I'm gonna need to drink a few beers before I go then" So... he came later, had a cold burger, a few more brewskis and then we we left... The poor dear has been on call for over a week now, excellent $$$ but he can't be more than 30 mins. aways from his laptop...So while he went back to work, Landlords and I went down to the lake to watch the town of Cary's firework display, the NC Orchestra was there playing good ole Americana songs like Turkey in the Straw, When Johnny comes marching home... We set up our chairs next to this set of 4 chairs and a giant Tarp, with nobody there... Apparently folks came down at noon, set their stuff up and leave...In Joisey that would never Fly... That stuff woulda been gone or tossed in the lake .
That does sound like a strange bbq, Schatz. Can you really call it a bbq w/o mosquitos and flies on the food?? The funniest bbq we've ever gone to was at a friend's who has a beeeeuteeful huge new house. Around 25 guests. Although the house was huge, all he had to bbq on was a teeny little hibachi grill that he had sitting on the ground on the patio. It was about 8" x 15", and by the time he managed to get anything cooked ppl were giving up and going home. Not me. I just had a couple more margies while I waited.
Kiwi, what a scary experience. I'm glad you're ok. I think hypothermia can do some strange things to a person.
DH is going to a rodeo this weekend w/ the family of our friend who passed away recently. I would go, but the honest reason I'm not is because I'm too fat to fit into my western clothes. Isn't that pathetic? The only reason DH is going is because this is a small town rodeo that our friend volunteered to help with every year and they are doing a special tribute to him at the rodeo Saturday evening. It's going to be like going to the funeral all over again. They will do the thing with the riderless horse w/ his cowboy hat hung on the saddle. so sad.
Kiwi...too scary! Was Dh properly chastized that he wasn't the hero? Did everyone wait on you hand and foot for the rest of the trip?
Schatz....very wierd bbq. We were invited to a pig roast and then the person never called me back to give me the address. Should I take this personally? I stayed in my jammies all day and read a crappy novel on the screened porch.
I'd feel guilty drinking in front of Dh. My mother never let me eat in front of other people if there wasn't enough to share. I have an over=inflated sense of "rudeness".
Until kids, I was skinny skinny skinny. I am now thrilled to be down to much more than I weighed when I gave birth to DD1. When I think how fat I felt at 130.....which is now my dream weight.....
Wabby, couldn't you put on funny clothes and go as the rodeo clown? You could even wear and mask and no one would know who you were.
I think all successful criminals need to be computer geniuses these days.....there goes a life of crime. Ah, for the old days when all you needed was a bandanna, a horse and a gun. I could get off on robbing stagecoaches. Or maybe members of my family will finally kill each other and I could solve the crime.
I'd like drinking better if I could slouch around in silk evening gowns and drink champagne cocktails while hanging with Cole Porter et al.
At least drugs would help the weight loss. But they're so expensive and I'd have to involve teenagers in the procuring which would offend my maternal instincts.
My fat clothes look like a rodeo clown's. Why is it that fat girl clothes are unflattering? A couple years ago I could wear cute jean skirts w/ tank tops in the summertime. Now my legs are too cottage cheesy and my arms have flab wings. I guess it's not the fat girl clothes that are unlfattering, it's the fat girl body. Yesterday I told DH I felt that I looked unattractive. He said "you are very attractive." in this serious voice, so I think he really was serious and he has some serious vision problems. Seriously.
I need to buy a summer dress for a luau/wedding we're going to next week. I think a mu mu would work. or is it spelled moo-moo?
Berrypie Frapparoo! I myself would have loved to be one of dem curvy broads that hung with the Rat Pack... I do believe "Dino" would be all over me.
Wabbina, I so feel yer pain I can't tell you how many "outfits" I tried on prior to this bizarro "cookout" till I felt that an outfit made me look the least wildebeestish. I have decided to be nice and cordial to the OCD couple, but will keep them at an arms distance.. she has called me 3 times since the event asking if I like it, her food, can we do this or that... She thinks I am "fun" . Unlike Landlord&landlordess, ( I shall call them LL and LLess in the future -so take note! he hee) who are definitely our cup of tea. Our next adventure is taking them out in our canoe whilst me and DH are in our Kayaks, and have a paddleabout and teach them how to kayak, a pic-a nic lunch and call it a day.
DH and I are planning a long weekend at the Biltmore.. them seem interested -so who knows...
ok, back to cleaning the crack house...
Where oh where is sweet peaches??? Dear Painty, Bagz and Sugah??? Moo in there Cowsies
Kiwi...too scary! Was Dh properly chastized that he wasn't the hero? Did everyone wait on you hand and foot for the rest of the trip?
Oh heck no! DH was all about how it took up the rest of the afternoon "taking care of me" -- i.e. fixing up the main cabin so I could lie there and asking me how I was now and then. But I managed to get out of cooking dinner that night, so that was almost like being waited on.... I'm just glad DD and BF weren't actually on the boat when it happened, it would have been too freaky for them.
That is one weird bbq -- apparently they'd never even been to one! No wonder she kept asking you for advice.
Ah, Frappe, here's your solution: go out drinking. You can get in more trouble that way anyway!
Gotta run, going to see The Marshall Tucker Band tonight. Hope it doesn't suck too bad.
ohhhh Kiwi, Marshall Tucker brings back such great teenage memories fer me! Have a wonderful time... I loved them and will admit to having their double triple Best Of CD. on the head to DH... he doesn't appreciate the gem he has!
Y'all need to come down here and go drinking with me! Too too AA to go drinking alone!
I just went to the gym and feel very proud of myself. Of course, DS and I ate 4 POUNDS of cherries between the two of us in the last 24 hours. I may have eaten more than he did. But cherries have no fat, right? therefore they're almost diet food.
Kiwi, beware bonding too much with the BF. As soon as I start loving them too, my girls dump them and the loss is too much. I don't want to meet them anymore unless nuptuals are in the offing.
-- BF got his sea legs, piloted the boat for a while, then later started turning a bit green (the latter part of the sail was a little woozy-making as the sea was rolling in 5-foot waves 
), but we all made it to Bar Harbor without incident. 
? I retrieved the part and started back, only to discover that I was barely keeping up with the current, so I swam harder. DH tossed me a PFD cushion so that made it a bit easier and I finally reached the boat. I went up on the bow with some dry clothes and a towel in hopes of warming up in the sun, when suddenly I totally crashed: my hands and feet started to itch and swell and I started getting nauseated and faint and I spent the next half hour heaving the day's provisions over the side of the boat and attempting to get up enough to crawl below to the cabin. Unfortunately I wasn't able to even raise my head without seeing kaleidoscope images in front of my eyes, and my clothes were still soaking wet. It was not pretty. DH made me keep trying to get down below and finally I made it to the head where I mostly lay on the floor attempting to get enough balance to do what needed to get done to clean up and put dry clothes on. Meanwhile DH had called DD and BF to retrieve some Benadryl (I cleverly had none on board) and row back out to the boat pronto, which they did. I spent the next 3 hours dead flat on a bunk requesting more and more blankets because I was still so cold and I sure as **** couldn't move without fainting.
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it really can be a full time job.. 
Cherry! NJ and NO? I hope this was some sort of vacay for you.. most excellent that you didn't gain anything. And you are Soooooo right, I was thin once.. and I worked hard at gettin there dammit 
but didn't work at all to Stay there... sigh
! MY GAWD, that sounded so scary! It sounds like a combo of hypothermia and a bite of somethin.. Ya know, when the water is cold my palms immediately start to itch.. weird, eh? 
Berrypie Frapparoo! I myself would have loved to be one of dem curvy broads that hung with the Rat Pack... I do believe "Dino" would be all over me. 
Unlike Landlord&landlordess, ( I shall call them LL and LLess in the future -so take note! he hee) who are definitely our cup of tea. Our next adventure is taking them out in our canoe whilst me and DH are in our Kayaks, and have a paddleabout and teach them how to kayak, a pic-a nic lunch and call it a day. 
on the head to DH... he doesn't appreciate the gem he has! 
