You were in a primary strike zone, and still did that? We were in a strike zone-- I don't remember how high, and we never did. They knew from the getgo that it was useless.
Older Folks and Vaping Back Porch-Part Six
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I vaguely remember thinking likewise. Even at that young age we'd seen films of nuclear test explosions. Like what the heck was a desk over my head going to do to protect me if a nuke was dropped on Philadelphia. But we regularly practiced the drill just the same.
i am a proud product of the 50s/60s California educational system
Totally across the country from you in Pennsylvannia, but I was in school from I think 1952 through 1964. In 1st grade the school had all of 8 rooms for grades 1 through 6. Some classes were 'split'. Classes like 1st grade and 3rd grade or 4th grade and 6th grade in the same room. The teachers 'spilt' their time teaching 1 grade level or the other.
As the area built up with more folks leaving the city for the suburbs they re-opened the original 2 room school house. I spent 3rd grade and 6th grade in the 2 room school house. It was cool, for special events the teachers just raised the black boards separating the 2 rooms and we had an instant 'auditorium' for the 'whole' school.
Oh we also had 1/2 sessions when the school got really over crowded. You either went to school from 8am to noon or noon to 4pm. Everyone hated being assigned to the afternoon session.
No common sense at all!
oh wait
you were talking about my current common sense, not my schooling
agreed, again
I went to elementary school in National City, CA....where it was so over crowded we were split into two sessions.....I was lucky and went to the morning classes.....would have hated going to the afternoon session.....
That is soooooooo wonderful!!!! Sorry she had to go through that though!
Hate that you have your other problems, but glad the COPD is minimal and that you were able to stop smoking when you did. I'd thought perhaps it was worse than that due to the 02. Very happy to hear it isn't.
oh kewl! Not sure of the year, but my 1/2 sister had a gold duster. I'll never forget one day being sideswiped in it by an actual duster (dirt devil). Amazing the power that lil thing had.
Nice!!! Me and my (now) ex had a 69 cuda for awhile. Loved that car!!! I so wish we could have afforded to restore it!!
she'lll definitely collapse.......cuz if she does it next week, I'm gonna whack her again wiff my fryin pan.......the really big one!!!
I think so.........she called me a lil bit earlier........they told her she's doing amazingly well! She didn't think so, because she feels like she's been there several days rather than only 2 days. She may be kickin .... and takin names tomorrow. They told her today they're too booked up for her to do the inpatient rehab there, but there is another place that they can send her that is supposedly even nicer and better food........but that's not the point. It freaked her out cuz she knows no one with a car she can get in......I told her if she does go to the other one.....she needs to make them transfer her by ambulance. Not sure how far it is, but it also needs to be close enough that Chey can get there fairly quickly or to be able to go to Kay's to get something she needs, then to the rehab without running out a tank of gas. And a very main point.........they didn't just book up today, this is something they should have told her before the surgery, not the day after!!!! But, she's been up taking short walks 3 times a day and doing some PT, and they just think she's doing great!! That's the most important part! But she feels more comfy bein able to be there where her Dr is and the surgeon is! The surgeon may do follow up checks at the other place, dunno.
Please don't give her any ideas!!!!Yeah, now that she survived parasailing - she can try sky diving next time around...
But the parasailing did freak her out a lil more than she thought it would. Chey and another friend of hers came today and brought her a big vase of bright red tulips and a hyacinth plant. So she's happy she'll be able to have Chey help her plant the hyacinth. (think that's what it is).
Whoop! I won't be alone anymore!Thanks my friend! I'm taking my laptop with me so Maybe the second or third day I'll pop in the HO.....
oh no!!!!!
Disclaimer: I will not be responsible for my language or behavior as it will be the drug's fault.
Good luck, sea peach, I'd be overwhelmed with is it 3 for 3 days. Lots of Disney videos, and one of those cheap bouncing balls maybe. Keep calm, and then go ahead and yell at them to quiet down and stop it.
I believe it's just a bit to the south of San Diego itself.....we would drive to Tijuana once a week to fill the gas tank on the car.....
Had to check in on her this evening. So glad to hear she's doing well. She's a spit fire model. It'll take more than hip surgery to keep her down. Give her love and hugs.
Heh Heh.....I just borrowed that username because I work around helicopters.Thanks, Rotowoman.
I didn't hear about the family that washed away. While I was at the other base, I didn't even turn the television on. I was too doggone busy. That IS tragic!
I have an inflatable boat in the trunk of my car. (Just kiddding) But I should!
Ours don't look quite that dramatic.Careful ..
And YOU are absolutely correct. I'm going to HAVE to beg off next hitch is this dude is not back to work. I am truly tired. Somebody else needs to step up to the plate. If not, too bad, too sad.
I only have my grandson. Mama took baby to Georgia with her and big sis is in school till daddy gets home. Whew!
I'm still way behind on the back porch but had to post a reply to this as it reminded me of something that happened long ago. When I was on one of my small boys, for you civies a small boy is any ship smaller than an aircraft carrier. Anyway, there was one young seaman that no one on the ship liked. He was one of those people that could irritate sandpaper. He went on leave one time and when he came back he was late and went to Captain's Mast and was restricted to the ship for a few days. As the Sheriff of the boat, I was the one he had to muster with 4 times a day. After one of the musters I mentioned to him that he seemed a bit more distracted and depressed than normal. He told me had gone home on leave to visit his parents. When he got to his parent's house he found out they had moved and no one knew where they had moved. At the next meeting I had with the Executive Officer, I told him about the reason for the young man's being late returning from leave was because he was looking for his parents. Unfortunately, the kid was the .... of more than a few jokes about being so irritating even his folks moved without telling him. Well, long story short, I managed to get the young man's restriction suspended. I had other run-ins with this young sailor but those are stories for another day.sorta like peeking in the window cuz the door was locked
And then i discovered the move....
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