Awesome! You could win the Nobel Prize for that! You'll probably get all famous and forget us! We will gaze at your photo on the cover of Time and remember how we knew you when . Ah, that Cowpernia, we always knew she had it in her.

Interesting. My mother used to have a cleaning person back when she was teaching school and we were growing up. I've never had one and it shows.
Indeed, I remember feeling very excited about word processing--typing without fixing mistakes-- It also seemed to me that there were sooooo many things you could do with computers, and I was impatient that they hadn't been worked out yet. When I look back, I realize a career in computer programming would have been perfect for me, but at the time that didn't even seem possible. I took programming in college, so my first computer use was back in the mid 70s, when the CPU had to have a room of its own that you didn't go into, and our state of the art computer lab had evil genius overseers that you had to apply to for the priviledge of getting your "output" printed out (on wide green striped paper).

Sadly, here in Frozen Tootsies, we are still on dialup because we live too far from the something-or-other to get DSL (only 3 miles) and cable doesn't reach us either. And we're too cheap for satellite. So we wait and wait.

Yeah, you're doing it the hard way!

My DD called this morning before I got up and talked to DH. Apparently she has been throwing up due to cramps?? Anyone hear of that before? I can't get hold her again until tonight probably as she went to a wedding with her in-laws-OOPS-bf's family. She sounded good when I talked to her around dinnertime yesterday. She was in the sound booth at the auditorium waiting to start recording a student recital. I'd miss what she said and ask her to repeat it and she'd say MOM I can't talk any louder than that in here! So she was perfectly fine then...

Must go wipe the mud off the dog. I am so sick of this mess and it is likely to last for weeks longer. Snow is melting, but not very fast.

Kiwi

Honestly, kids are just different animals than we were at that age. I've never heard of migraines giving one double vision for hours and hours (or at all) but I guess it happens. Now, 2007, it does. I never threw up from cramps but evolution is certainly possible.

Spekaing of which, I get this Baptist newspaper in the mail just because a church sends it and they have an article attacking Jimmy Carter because "he is at it again" meaning ... he is holding fast to his belief that you don't have to be Southern Baptist to walk on streets of gold in the afterlife. I just like Jimmy Carter so much, even more than Imus, that it gripes me.

You like Jimmy Carter better than Imus? What a coincidence, I like him better than Howard Stern!!!

I think anyone who criticizes Jimmy Carter will go to ****.

Kiwi

I see there's a new forum on here for us old ladies -- what a riot that "goodyearblimp" is:

I have finally typed up my chili recipe and attached it below. Since there is no oil in the recipe, I don't bother to drain the grease off the ground beef, but you could I suppose.

At the moment I'm making my favorite pot roast, with veggies that you puree up at the end for gravy. It is yummy. And not too horribly bad for you, as long as don't eat half the roast at one sitting.....

I'm experimenting with photos, will share in a little bit.

Kiwi

Shouldn't you be studying? tisk tisk

Sorry girls, just had to pop in and bust some bawls

Hi Leenie. We used to have a Lee but she broke our hearts and dumped us.

Here's an article that I find interesting about plagiarism on national tv.

Hi Leenie, so glad you stopped by to whip Schatzi into shape; she's an awful rabble rouser...

Okay, so here's a couple of really bad pictures of my mystery birds. These seem to be the best I can get. These were captured off my video camera; I couldn't get anything with my still camera. Unfortunately the birds left after 2 days, or I'd still be trying. I'm thinking snow bunting, but they don't have the reddish stripe down the neck.

Kiwi the Puzzled

Sheesh. How professional.She must not have been able to pronounce serendipitous...

I wonder if that was just sloppiness on the part of Couric and/or staff, or whether her staff is trying to publicly embarrass her?

We are going to DH's surprise concert this afternoon. Right now he's emptying the d/w. I wonder if there's any connection?

Here are a couple of pics from the Irish Dance Collective number at last week's performance.
Kiwi

I am feeling so depressed. Maybe I should join the weight loss and depression thread. Sigh.

Trying to critique a second short story. The first was pretty good. This one has the main character chatting up an "old woman" in a store. The "old woman" knows something about the history of the main character's house. Her "grandfather" told her stories and he actually experienced one of the stories. The historic story from the old woman's grandfather took place in 1974. Sigh.

Why doesn't Sugar post anymore much? Doesn't she know how uplifting she is for me? Why don't all cows post more? I will excuse Kiwi so she can go to the surprise concert but no one else has an excuse that I'm aware of. I love Wabby's posts because she's so reasonable.

I will tell you now .. since no one is listening anyway .. what happened to DS. He had a hole in his lung. The condition, pneumo thorax, occurs when a blep, tiniest part of lung, bursts and lets air into the chest. The air builds there, pushed the lung away from the chest wall and collpases it. It's happened to him before so they were pretty determined to do surgical things to make it not happen again. A big one could kill him, of course. The surgical things were severe and very very painful and required narcotic painkillers that made him sleep and dry heave for days. Was awful. Then lcp, little cutie pie, sat next to him with her head on his bed for most of those days except a few when she had to go to class. Some of the nights, I slept in his room on a hammock thing with metal bars under it that prevent you from sleeping on tummy but other nights I spent in motels and am not suffering from brokeness. This is why I'm depressed, I think.

Back to the critique. Sigh.

Me? Uplifting? That's a good one. I've been kind of depressed too. I miss the yellow house. Now I'm back here thinking about all the stuff that needs to be done. And as soon as I do it, there'll be more stuff to do. Meh. I'm make an effort to pose more often, I promise.

I'm the mod at the Depression forum so if there's anything I can say/do to help, let me know. I'm sorry to hear about your DS...thats enuf to weigh anyone down emotionally He is/will get better, right?

Thanks so much for the warm welcome, and I really do mean that. I don't mean to barge in, I was just thinking what a cool thread this was and well, I couldn't help myself in saying hello.

Have a good night all

baagggggxzzzz, who is that beautiful baby?

That Leenie is sweet. She may steal my Mary Sunshine title.

I note that by requesting that Sugar post, Sugar posted. This makes me feel powerful. I now request that George Clooney stop by.

What does Shots moderate?

THANKS PEACH---THAT IS MY DD22-----my goodness i am so sorry that ds had to go through all that----what do you mean A BIG ONE??? surely that cannot happen!!!did they fix it for good??? and reassure you ????man,no wonder you are depressed--i know i would be a nut case---hello leeeeenie---i see you have posted ten thousand times---holy COW!!!

Dear Cowp,

My GOD, woman! Depression seems like a rather well-controlled reaction to what you've been through with your DS. I'm quite sure that in your place, I would at this point be hunkered down in the back of a closet somewhere rocking back and forth and sucking my thumb. It DOES sound like what you're saying is that this recent surgery was to correct the problem, yes? I really, really hope so. That's an awful lot of worry to live with. Hopefully, you'll soon be able to take a deep breath again, and he'll mend well. But the truth of the matter is that no matter how old they get, we worry - if not one thing, something else.

My DS drove out to the west coast a few years ago in the &^%$#@#$%&&^%%$#@# sports car that my DH (my DS's stepfather) bought him for graduation. My youngest DD, who is closest in age to my DS, called me at work and told me to "sit down" because she had some *scary* news. Seems DS had been rear-ended by a ten-wheeler when he was stopped at a stop sign getting off the interstate in Denver. I was like a madwoman ...what a terrible, terrible, powerless feeling....for about fifteen minutes, until DS called to tell me he was alright. The car wasn't even badly damaged. Through some strange quirk of engineering, the truck's bumper fit right between DS's tail light and bumper. Made a dent between them without even breaking anything. He sent me a picture that he took with his phone. It was amazing. He was able to continue driving it, and got it repaired in L.A.

He calls every couple of weeks, and I swear, as soon as I hear his voice on the phone, I am at once delighted and concerned at the same time: is everything okay? Is HE okay? Once I'm reassured of that each time, we can actually settle in for a bit of a chat.

Outside of worries about our children, I swear everyone I know, practically, is feeling depressed. I figured it was because of this rotten spring we're having, but of course, everybody doesn't live in the northeast, and so far as I know, FL and NC, and a lot of places (L.A. naturally) are nice and warm (I don't know about Germany, Sug????) so I don't know What's up with all of us.

OH, ONE thing I'm feeling a little depressed about is that I didn't weigh myself for two weeks, and then when I weighed in finally this morning, I had only lost three pounds!!!! Come ON!!!! I have been eating SO carefully! And exercising! And doing exactly what I'm supposed to do! Grrrrrrrr!!!! Now I feel like just eating anything I can find to stuff down...this is just sooooo discouraging!!!! (I ate a few extra calories, but stuck with high fiber, low calorie stuff. Just ate way MORE of it than usual. Blah!) I'll jump right back on the wagon tomorrow. Tsk. Gawd how I HATE this!!!!!

Jimmy Carter is a lovely man. How anybody could say anything derogatory about him is beyond me. Ridiculous.

Imus, on the other hand, couldn't redeem himself if he single-handedly eradicated poverty, ended homelessness and did away with hunger all over the world. The man is a maggot.

It's sooooo late!!! I NEVER stay up this late! But, I've had an unusually busy weekend, don't have to work tomorrow because even if Massachusetts is, generally speaking, a putrid state to live in, we at least have a holiday on Patriot's Day - and I'm up, unwinding.

Hi leenie!

G'nite all,

Ella