Sugar, I want your dream. Last night I dreamed that I was in a huge, crowded room and there was a drawing. I knew that I was going to win, and the prize was a new Toyota pickup and a gopher elimination system that was guaranteed to work. The person handing out the prizes was my father, and I won. Now I dare you to analyze that one. :dizzy:

This is what I think about the magazine controversy - Hand it over with the rest of his mail, make the comment to him that his magazine seems to be using some pretty lame tactics to increase readership by selling with sex, and let it be. He's 17 years old and unless he's been living under a rock could probably tell you things about sex that even you don't know. I try to teach respect for women - more important than any other quality in a man, an not something that a magazine article is going to influence one way or the other.

Re: the weight gain/libido controversy - I don't know nuttin' about any o' dat. Anyway, nuttin' dat I want to discuss on de world wide web. :o

Thanks Wabbo. Nice to hear from the voice of experience. I'll probably do that.

OK, Peach, but I still need you to analyze my dream.

Do I remember correctly that you're not on best of terms with Dad? I think the dream is an expresion of an inner desire for that to change. For him to be a dad who cares for you more than anyone in the whole drawing.

I still have that problem with my mom so I may be projecting. I still resent the cousin-devils for saying mean things about me AND DS because I was not a good daughter to my mom and they were such wonderful niece/nephrew-devils. But no matter how kind they were and no matter how rotten I was, it was ME not THEM who wanted her love.

A gopher elimination system is so practical. Congratulations on putting useful details in your dreams.

Wabbit, I think that's what you call a win-win situation. :lol: Heck, I don't know what it means, but to follow my theme of the day, I will say it means that you are ready to get what you deserve from your father.

My vet is retiring next week. He has been trying to sell his practice for several years and nobody wants to be a vet here. So we will be stuck travelling somewhere between 40 and 75 minutes to get to a vet. I am covered with cat hair. I will be taking the other cat tomorrow. I used to take both of them at the same time for their shots and exams, but it always took me waaaaaaaay too long to get both of them into crates, and I was usually late, so this year I decided to take them separately and so far, it was much easier. Of course, after next week, that won't be remotely possible, as it will then take most of the day to get them to the vet and I certainly won't be doing that twice. I might as well live in Siberia.

Kiwi, the Remote

Speaking of cat, did I mention I hit mine? I have never before hit a small creature but they're tearing up my carpet and one put a claw into me. So I chased them around, hit their rumps and sprayed water in the face of the bad bad one.

Later, I went to trim the claws of one of them. I have never before been able to. His long fur covers the claws and he wiggles and I can't find them, etc. so I carry him in. This day .. the day of the crazy human .. he held perfectly still til I was done.

I have no dreams to remember.

Oh you have dreams, Peach. You're just repressing them. Let's analyze that.

Actually, my Dad and I are on speaking terms now. Very minimally, but I did go to their house on Mother's Day for my dad to cook me waffles for the Mother's Day brunch. It's just that we now have a very strained relationship. He's never apologized to my DH and I can't really forgive him for that. Maybe I want him to give DH the Toyota.

Kiwi, why would anyone want to buy the vet clinic, when they could just open their doors and have all the business in town? It's not like they'd have any competition. We have vets on every corner around here. There's even a couple mobile vets that will come to you. Maybe I should tell them about Maine.

Wabby... I like your dream.. If it's underground it might be subconscious and maybe your dad will help you get rid of the vermin in your subconscious. Wouldn't that be cool?

Peaches, I'm glad most of your group is listening attentively to you... Stick to your guns.

Kiwi... hope you get your extra rooms and that they are beautiful. If I got extra rooms, I'm sure they'd just have more "stuff" in 'em. Hope your cats learn to love the trip to the vet.... Would they stay calmer if you played Mozart or Vivaldi in the car?

My cat has decided that glasses (tumblers/highballs etc, not readers) are for her and is constantly folding her ears back and putting her whole head inside them, but then tipping them over. DH whacked her a pretty good one... and, I must admit, she hasn't done it since.

I wonder if I'd been whacked at the right time (and then cuddled with after) I wouldn't still be capable of eating whole containers of food. :(

I have homework to do after oncologist visit. You can read more here under "Processing."

Must go get water. Am sunburned from weed pulling yesterday. Miight borrow DH's truck tomorrow and get dirt and mulch so that I can replace the dirt that replaced the weeds with something pretty.

I see that Painty is still new enough that she doesn't have us all sorted out. Sugar gets the new rooms, not Kiwi. So .. for Painty .. here is a primer.

• Sugar is our baby. She's beautiful, brilliant and lives on the other continent. She can argue with school officials in multiple languages and does so when appropriate. She is FROM the most beautiful place in the world. Her idol is the butcher's wife.
  
• Bagz is from the foggiest place in the world. She is an artist and her home is always decorated for the season. She swears, drinks too many margies, never misses church, joins her kids in singing along on the radio, and she's a fan of underage performing boys. She talks cute like Sugar.
  
• Lush, who has abandoned us, WAS tons 'o fun. She would regale us with stories of Satanella, her child's teacher, or what was happening at BINGO, where she volunteers in exchange for school tuition discount. Everything in her house WAS the color of oatmeal. I think that now it's eggshell. We loved her. *sob* She did not talk cute.
  
• Kiwi lives in the woods. She reads, understands computers, has looooong hair the color of amber and is a kind, supportive person when not being sarcastic. She and her dh like to travel by boat. Her dd is widely recognized for her singing and guitar-playing abilities.
  
• Wabby lives far away on the Pacific Rim. Like me, she works, but, unlike me, she owns the business. Wabby is known for her beautiful garden. At her and her dh's business, they hire lots of men. (what a good idea!) and once an Elvis impersonator said she was purdy. I had planned to meet Wabby this summer but changes get in the way.
  
  Now, I must go. We have other people like Cherry who has red hair and accomplshes far more than I can tell you. She does't post much though. Also, we have Muffin who has turned her life around. She posts about twice a year.
  
  Bye. Must go.

Are you on vacation or something, Peachie?

Can you smell salt air in my posts?

Ah, if I had extra rooms, I'd know exactly what to do with them. Heck, if I just had a decent closet, I'd be happy. What I have is a large-looking, but actually small, house. The only storage is a leaky basement and bat-ridden attic.

Originally Posted by PainterWoman:
Hope your cats learn to love the trip to the vet.... Would they stay calmer if you played Mozart or Vivaldi in the car?

My cat has decided that glasses (tumblers/highballs etc, not readers) are for her and is constantly folding her ears back and putting her whole head inside them, but then tipping them over.

My cats are whiny in the car, but that doesn't really bother me. My problem is getting them both into crates on the same day: the first one I catch must send out silent signals to the other one to go hide.

I used to have a cat that like to play in glasses. He liked ice cubes. I used to put a glass down on the floor and he'd put a paw in and swirl the cubes round and round. Then he'd pull one out onto the floor and play soccer with it until it got lost or melted. He was very entertaining.

One of my cats now actually does like my reading glasses. She sits next to me and swipes at them when she gets a chance. :rolleyes: Not so entertaining.

Well, I guess I'd better go round up the 2nd cat and get ready for vet visit #2. I think I need another :coffee: first.

Kiwi

Yes, that's it, the salt air. And the squawk of seagulls. You're not out there swimming in the gulf again, are you?

Peach, your primer was very informational and extremely entertaining. You forgot to tell Painty about yourself, though. We're waiting.....

DH is having a bad week. He'd cut 8 acres of hay (he wants to be a farmer in his next life). The weather forecast was for sunshine, but being Oregon, it rained anyway. He's not happy.

I'm doing a big bbq for DH's 50th birthday in 2 weeks. I don't have a thing organized. What should I be doing?

Originally Posted by Wabby:
I'm doing a big bbq for DH's 50th birthday in 2 weeks. I don't have a thing organized. What should I be doing?

Umm...maybe making reservations at the local rib joint? :D Are you going to invite 250 people, Wabby? You could have a rodeo or something and dress up all purdy. He'd like that, wouldn't he?

Ds9 stayed home today with a fever. He's such an itty bitty little thing that I always worry about him. :(

I threw out all my *summer 2004* catalogues today. How lame is that? I guess I'm slowly but surely carving out a new room for myself since I don't have a real one. Our house looks small and it is small. Dh thinks it's spacious because he had to sleep in his parents' bedroom in a crappy little apartment until he was 13. Really.

OO Birfday party! How eggciting! Have you invited people yet? Whatcha gonna bbq?

* Cowpernia is a Peach with a peachie southern accent and a very unsouthern-belle brain. She ain't fat but we love her anyway.

I'm done with the vet. I'm depressed. We are now a family with no income, no friends and no vet. How sucky. I wonder if a puppy would make up for all that.

Kiwi

Puppy would get you out of the house.

I have a friend whose cat developed problems. It hated the chihuahua and then developed the problems. Anyway, on Wednesday she put it in the paper as a free cat (Himalayan), on Thursday she took it to the pound, on Friday she went and got it back.

What are we gonna name the puppy? I know we can't name the grandbaby but the puppy would be ok. I have Altoids in front of me. Would that be a good name? If we leave it to Kiwi, it'll be a fruit.

or a nut.

Our past 3 cats have been Orange, Pineapple and Coconut. I think if I name a puppy after a nice Rum, we could have Pina Coladas. Bacardi? Captain Morgan?

Altoid? Curiously Strong!

k

our new kitten is called Mr Congeniality for now---he and Miss New Brunswick are having quite a time together ---they woke me up this morning at five thirty rolling around and meowing on the bed==== i think they were having fun ,but it was annoying at that hour------------don't forget to say that peachers wears poptops and looks good in them------------i like the part about me being a swearing alcho-effin=holic who never misses church!

oh. my. god.
 

Those barbarians are trying to destroy London. :( :cry: :( :cry:

Poor Sugar. It's getting too close and they're attacking a beautiful old city.

I can't wait to lose 5-7 lbs and get back in my pop tops!!

We are worried about Dennis. So tired for being threatened by wind.

Yes, Sugar, it's another sad day. Why can't war mongers keep it between themselves and leave the innocents alone?

Good grief, I hadn't heard about the London attacks yet. That's horrible. Vicious inhuman *******s. :mad:

First things first:

CowPeach, thank you SO much for the sorting out... I am going to make a map and add post it's with the tidbits that I use to keep everybody distinct. (You are ALL distinguished... but I do get the coasts mixed up sometimes, and/or fetishes & drinking habits... Well, sometimes I just get mixed up.. OK? And what wonderful validation you got from the describees... Actually, I'm going to start an excel spread sheet and just add stuff. Kids, birthdays, etc. I don't alwys look at the spread sheet, but I love making them!

You've also left me with some questions:

Wabby-- what sort of business do you and DH own. I am impressed that I know somebody who is mature enough to work with their spouse and who picked a spouse mature enough to work with them! Did you see Bubba Hotep?

Kiwi-- When are YOU going to get a recording contract?

I miss Lush, too.

Baggz, where do you FIND underage boys.. seeing as how you apparently are neither a priest nor a boy scout leader.....underage boys ARE like puppies, they grow up.
Is it sunny there yet? Oddly, it is about 85 degrees and cloudy (but not especially humid) here. Very nice and better than usual for July.

Sug-- will you ever come back? do you ever get to Estonia? I have a friend in Elva (I think that's the name) who would REALLY like a smart person with whom to speak English once in a while.) She made the grocery clerk angry because she actually bought the first fresh celery she'd seen in months and they had too look up the price because nobody even knew what it WAS. (They mostly know cabbage and potatoes, apparently.)

Has anybody else noticed the different response to the London bombings by THEIR security forces and politicians than the US has had? I am impressed at how prepared they were as far as ambulances, helicopters and hospitals. If the terrorists pick on Paris and Berlin, do you think the g8 will get more united?

What a shame. And sad to dampen their enthusiasm for hosting the Olympics.

I am thirsty. I'm meeting a friend for dinner in an hour and a half and am still at work. I'm wondering if I can go there that early and sip water without the wait staff assessing a table-rental fee. It would take me an hour of that time to get home and back..... I could also clean my office or do some fililng.... Nahhhhhhhhhh.
Or I could add to the list of what I wanted to get done this week.

Painty, for a minute there I thought you were going to post a list. Do you all remember when Lush would post her list? I miss that. It always made me feel like I was getting something accomplished, vicariously.

I already went to lunch w/ my friend. I love this particular friend. She always, always makes me laugh. She told me the story of going to the senior's center w/ her mom and uncle for lunch, and being hit on by old guys. Then she realized they really weren't that much older than her. eeek. You'd have had to been there. It really was a funny story. This friend and I are going to go on a garden tour on Sunday. I can't wait, even tho rain showers are predicted.

Also for Painty's information: DH & I own a contract glass company, which means we put glass & entrances into offices, retail buildings, etc. He does the estimating and field work, I do the office. That's how we work together, we each have our own territory. Also I think we like each other.

I had the plugs put in my eyes yesterday. So far, so good. My eyes seem a little less dry and look a lot less red and irritated. Another successful procedure on Wabby.

I did the warm up part of a Leslie tape this morning. Better than nothing. I realized I started gaining weight when I quit walking w/ Leslie. It also coincided w/ me eating like a hog. :ink:

This post seems to ramble a bit. It also seems to be all about me, me, me. So what's new w/ you?

EFFIN TERRORISTS---there the poor Londoners were,innocently going about their business,on their way to work and bang------------------total *******s as you say kiwonkers-----------so sad for all those families who have to deal with this========

Originally Posted by PainterWoman:
Sug-- will you ever come back? do you ever get to Estonia? I have a friend in Elva (I think that's the name) who would REALLY like a smart person with whom to speak English once in a while.) She made the grocery clerk angry because she actually bought the first fresh celery she'd seen in months and they had too look up the price because nobody even knew what it WAS. (They mostly know cabbage and potatoes, apparently.)

Painty - I'll most likely only come back as a widow or a divorcee and neither of those sound very appealing at the moment so I'm hanging in there waiting to win the lottery.

If I knew where Estonia was, I might go there. Ha ha. I know where it is, but I've never been. It's not really on the list of top tourist spots. You know, potatoes and cabbages and all that.

I took ds9 to the doctor this morning because he was still feverish and weak and he was diagnosed with "The Summer Flu" which will go away by itself in a couple of days, thank goodness. And we only had to wait for an hour and a half! He ate some tomato soup with ghost-shaped noodles today so I think he'll live. But of course I now have a big mother of a swollen lymph node behind my right ear that's driving me crazy (the node, not the ear).

I'm watching Sky News to get the scoop on the London bombings. Just awful. Those poor, innocent people. Freaks me out to because it could so easily happen here. Heck, it could happen ANYWHERE. I think Germany sort of feels safe because they don't have troops in Iraq, but why should that make a difference to those whackos?

Whackos indeed, Sugar. Hope the kid gets better soon, and you don't end up with the same dang thang. The "summer flu" -- sounds like they made that up...

Originally Posted by PainterWoman:
Kiwi-- When are YOU going to get a recording contract?

Of what, me whining? :lol:

Bagz finds her darlings on the TV. Canadian Idol, no?

We were supposed to go sailing this weekend. Not sure when we'll actually get down to the boat. The weather is not cooperating -- nothing but rain in the forecast. We might venture down there tomorrow anyway and tough it out in hopes of a break.

None of us are safe. If you feel safe, it's just an illusion.

On that happy note.... I need to know somethin'.... this is serious..... do any of you women "of a certain age" (Sugar, you can skip this) have problems w/ your brains working properly? I seem to do alot of forgetting... things like the roof on my car open, deadlines at work, if I've already put shampoo in my hair in the shower... that kind of stuff. I feel like my brain is only working on 2 cylinders. I just have this overall feeling that I'm not the brilliant person that I used to like to believe I was. Maybe that was delusional too. Maybe I'm in a slump. Maybe it's the MS kicking in. I don't know, except that it's really bothering me lately. And no, I haven't done a thing for DH's birthday party. This is another me post.

Sugar, my DD called last night with what she described as "the worst sick I've ever been." So don't think you can quit worrying about them when they're 25. Hope your little duffer gets over it quickly.

Youz guys forgot to answer me.

You're normal Wab.

Would you all please keep an eye on Dennis and pray that it weakens. My friends have all left town or are busy with their preparations. I really miss DS right now. It's headed this way and I'm scared.

Peachy, I think you should go visit DS. Don't they have parent's weekend? Wish I could hop on down there and help you get the closet ready to sleep in ;) I sure hope it bypasses you this time. :crossed:

Wabby, I feel the same way most of the time. I'm very scattered. I take comfort in the fact that DH is younger than I am, but he's more forgetful than I am.

Apparently we're not going to the boat until tomorrow night. Maybe.

Kiwi, the Vacant

BAGZ THE INSANE WILL ANSWER YOU WABBY----------i can't believe you have the shampoo problem too!!! i really thought i was losing it with that one!!!----WORD on all that you said------------peachers0------hang tight---i will track the storm for you!!! you will be fine darling!!!

SORRY---I JUST HAD TO POST THIS-----ISN'T THIS CRAZY!

450 Sheep Jump to Their Deaths in Turkey


ISTANBUL, Turkey (AP) - First one sheep jumped to its death. Then stunned Turkish shepherds, who had left the herd to graze while they had breakfast, watched as nearly 1,500 others followed, each leaping off the same cliff, Turkish media reported.

In the end, 450 dead animals lay on top of one another in a billowy white pile, the Aksam newspaper said. Those who jumped later were saved as the pile got higher and the fall more cushioned, Aksam reported.

``There's nothing we can do. They're all wasted,'' Nevzat Bayhan, a member of one of 26 families whose sheep were grazing together in the herd, was quoted as saying by Aksam.

The estimated loss to families in the town of Gevas, located in Van province in eastern Turkey, tops $100,000, a significant amount of money in a country where average GDP per head is around $2,700.

``Every family had an average of 20 sheep,'' Aksam quoted another villager, Abdullah Hazar as saying. ``But now only a few families have sheep left. It's going to be hard for us.''

Horrible. It sounds like Disney meets Stephen King.

Sheep lemmings, how disturbing. Now, if they'd only had a good sheepdog...

Some thoughts on mental meltdown:
I started feeling that way years ago when I started taking Prozac. I would "forget" to do routine things. I would do things backwards or forget what part of something I'd already done. I found it sort of curious, but annoying. I quit taking Prozac after a few years because it was just making my life suck more, but the vagueness had subsided I think, either that or I got used to it. But more recently I've felt that way more often, not exactly in the same way, just the vagueness, the feeling of disconnect.

Had dinner with the in-laws again. My nephew has 6 tattoos, and he's only been in the marines for a year.

Kiwi

I don't think I'll illustrate the sheep debacle....

Wabby-- I had a friend who said that until she started doing HRT (especially estrogen) she would forget all kinds of stuff. Of course I've found out that if your family has a history of BC, Estrogen is discouraged. I tend to forget things when I am depressed and/or overwhelmed.... I hope that neither of those things apply....

Cow--- I'll keep my fingers crossed that Dennis goes back to sea and minds his own business. I've had a fun time thinking of other plot twists if Disney and Stephen King DID collaborate.

Sug -- Yeah, Estonia doesn't sound like a top ten destination, does it.

I hope that the London forensic people get some info on the bombs and bombers. DH said he heard they'd found some timers and/or some unexploded ones... so that might help them identify the source. Am I loopy to hope that the terrorists don't have access to very sophisticated weapons... like bioterrorism substances? Serin would have killled even more people than these bombs, I think... but maybe the british bombers AREN'T suicide bombers....

I started my 3FC shawl over... because I didn't like how the other one was draping. Here's a glimpse.

Kiwi, what I notice here is that young men in the Marines return from other countries with huge collections of tee shirts from stripper bar/brothels. You can see them out to dinner with mom and dad wearing their "The Doll House" shirt complete with pictures that show you what kind of business they do there. A friend told me she threw her son's shirts away but he had MORE.

Thanks Painty. Dennis can go wherever it wants but it would be really nice if he both mellowed out and speeded up. Nobody needs all that wind sitting on top of them for a long period. It's so depressing to think about.

Keep safe, Peachy!! :grouphug:

Wabby - believe me, I have that memory thing too (shampoo? what shampoo?) and it's getting worse all the time. Sometimes (most of the time) I feel like my head is full of cotton wool and that I'm living in another world. Which I am, kind of. What can we do? Vitamins? Artificial stimulants?