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Hi @kas122461. LOL you said I was incomprehensible on the Provari thread. So, I kind of took it in the St. Francis of Assisi way and was like, "Well, I better lurk, it is better to understand than to be understood perhaps that is a thread where I would need to lurk, since several folks had that complaint."
In the hopes my husband's dog won't die, I am planning on the St. Francis of Assisi approach and pets like me better. I really don't want to tell the kid I killed his dog.
But, it's nice of you to say hi, so HI. LOL.
So the husband is becoming more savage each day. He HUNG up on me, when I was JUST trying to coordinate, dude. He kept saying to me I could COME anytime but changing days he was leaving and I was SO CONFUSED. I think I will eat very shortly then like, pack everything up, rise UP at 5 and clean ANOTHER damn house. To be fair, that is NOTHING compared to like, what the husband has had to do. I will also pack a piece of foam so I can sleep there overnight, get up and finish like, burning weeds our yard is rather large. I am going to tell the husband to go home tomorrow as he plans because I'm ALREADY afraid I'm gonna like, wind up in the yard, buried next to the dog, he seems to have become this insane SAVAGE like there was NO love just "I hate you." I was like.... dood…..
Oh well, I can do it. Then I will drive to my work (I only have a computer to drop off and get my stuff tomorrow afternoon.) Because there was this show about some dude living in nature with some bear as his companion. I forget the name I am sure many of you know it, but HOLY CRAP on MY husband's show, he IS the bear, he like caught rabies, and well, he ATE the dude. It is TOTALLY like that.
I kept like trying to figure out what he was saying: I give up. I am gonna go clean it, burn me up some weeds, and get out, hopefully no shovels involved.
We literally had this conversation: "And bring another vacuum bag." "Are they in where the vacuum is at?" "No they are in the closet." "The closet where the vacuum lives, or some OTHER closet?" "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU THE VACUUM closet."
I was like... dude. I didn't say much I just attempted to figure out how I could ACTUALLY be helpful. For the love of god if the husband wanted me to come 3 days ago, HE SHOULD HAVE SAID SO. I mean, it's not hard to say, "There is plenty to do, come." He kept saying, "It's up to you." AND INSULTING my PYRO abilities which are FINE. That's not actually SO helpful when I don't know what needs doing, I am being told what I AM TOO PATHETIC TO DO, and etc."
I am not spending the night in that house with him however, it is clearly cursed. I am going to tell him to go home and rehabilitate himself by being NICE to his dog. He is not at the "people" stage, yet.
Man. Next time I accept a life I am going to be asking A TON MORE QUESTIONS honestly." Perhaps that is how you move up the spiritual ladder. You are like, "What? I am marrying a psycho who first burns my house down, then once that is fixed, fixes it ENTIRELY and it's the best except he FLOODS it for 3 weeks and then I have to DEAL WITH the remaining tasks because he can't hack it? Really I have to do THAT and after the first one TOO? No thanks.
Lol. I better eat soon.
Anna
Anna
In the hopes my husband's dog won't die, I am planning on the St. Francis of Assisi approach and pets like me better. I really don't want to tell the kid I killed his dog.
But, it's nice of you to say hi, so HI. LOL.
So the husband is becoming more savage each day. He HUNG up on me, when I was JUST trying to coordinate, dude. He kept saying to me I could COME anytime but changing days he was leaving and I was SO CONFUSED. I think I will eat very shortly then like, pack everything up, rise UP at 5 and clean ANOTHER damn house. To be fair, that is NOTHING compared to like, what the husband has had to do. I will also pack a piece of foam so I can sleep there overnight, get up and finish like, burning weeds our yard is rather large. I am going to tell the husband to go home tomorrow as he plans because I'm ALREADY afraid I'm gonna like, wind up in the yard, buried next to the dog, he seems to have become this insane SAVAGE like there was NO love just "I hate you." I was like.... dood…..
Oh well, I can do it. Then I will drive to my work (I only have a computer to drop off and get my stuff tomorrow afternoon.) Because there was this show about some dude living in nature with some bear as his companion. I forget the name I am sure many of you know it, but HOLY CRAP on MY husband's show, he IS the bear, he like caught rabies, and well, he ATE the dude. It is TOTALLY like that.
I kept like trying to figure out what he was saying: I give up. I am gonna go clean it, burn me up some weeds, and get out, hopefully no shovels involved.
We literally had this conversation: "And bring another vacuum bag." "Are they in where the vacuum is at?" "No they are in the closet." "The closet where the vacuum lives, or some OTHER closet?" "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU THE VACUUM closet."
I was like... dude. I didn't say much I just attempted to figure out how I could ACTUALLY be helpful. For the love of god if the husband wanted me to come 3 days ago, HE SHOULD HAVE SAID SO. I mean, it's not hard to say, "There is plenty to do, come." He kept saying, "It's up to you." AND INSULTING my PYRO abilities which are FINE. That's not actually SO helpful when I don't know what needs doing, I am being told what I AM TOO PATHETIC TO DO, and etc."
I am not spending the night in that house with him however, it is clearly cursed. I am going to tell him to go home and rehabilitate himself by being NICE to his dog. He is not at the "people" stage, yet.
Man. Next time I accept a life I am going to be asking A TON MORE QUESTIONS honestly." Perhaps that is how you move up the spiritual ladder. You are like, "What? I am marrying a psycho who first burns my house down, then once that is fixed, fixes it ENTIRELY and it's the best except he FLOODS it for 3 weeks and then I have to DEAL WITH the remaining tasks because he can't hack it? Really I have to do THAT and after the first one TOO? No thanks.
Lol. I better eat soon.
Anna
Anna
I just said I was confused after reading some of your posts, which in this case is really just me, I am easily confused some times.
KAS
I’m 72. Springfield was actually nice when I was a child. I was born here in NH due to us having a camp here.
You can still find some. My town isn't really cute, but it's little. The ones that are still cute in eastern MA tend to be expensive to live in. Fortunately, they are close by and we can wander through them for free. Western MA still has some pretty little towns.
I grew up in Andover, when it was a cute, little, cow town. Behind our house were cows in a field that belonged to a large dairy farm that also made ice cream. The train tracks ran by the dairy and the engineer would stop to get some, then pull forward so the conductor in the caboose could also get his. We'd save our allowance and ride our bikes there for a treat. I was spoiled early on by real ice cream. That's long gone, the town is built up and now it's $$$ to live there.
Someone posted that INW Lemon Cake had little to no lemon taste but was an excellent light white cake flavor. Soooooo I got it in my last order but haven’t tried mixing with it yet.Any thoughts?
Definitely good memories.
I used to make my own ice cream trying to replicate the tastes of my youth but haven't done that in awhile (time and calories!). I've been making yogurt lately so maybe I'll try a frozen yogurt soon. Problem is we keep eating it! In the meantime, I'm playing with vape flavors - good taste and 0 calories for the win!
5% LA Banana Cream Clear
5% FA Forest Mix
0.25% Super Sweet
My allergies are going nuts right now and I can barely taste anything at all, I don't know what it actually tastes like as of this moment lol.. wanted something different to see if I could taste it as these aren't my usual flavours but were sitting in the back of my cupboard.
The people I've converted to vaping all seem to like it but looking for a mixers input on it whether or not I should work on it when my taste comes back.
5% FA Forest Mix
0.25% Super Sweet
My allergies are going nuts right now and I can barely taste anything at all, I don't know what it actually tastes like as of this moment lol.. wanted something different to see if I could taste it as these aren't my usual flavours but were sitting in the back of my cupboard.
The people I've converted to vaping all seem to like it but looking for a mixers input on it whether or not I should work on it when my taste comes back.
Man I grew up all over the world and mainly was I noticed a certain percentage of people SUCK. I mean, not everyone. Of course now, with the Walmarts and the chains every town sucks in the same way. Well I guess Douglas doesn't have a Starbucks (some people have major issues with that, I don't) but it for SURE has a Walmart.
IDK cute little towns are a thing of the past. They really kind of are, I am so glad I drove Rte 66 before it was TOO bad and you could still find whimsical things, like, I wanna say St. George? I forget if it is on that route but the first time we went, the husband had a meltdown (ooh just like now) because it was a Biker Bad Person convention and me and the kid LOVED it we had so much fun. The husband like hid in his tent being ill.
Speaking OF WHY YES I am in fact now PACKED to get up at 5 am and get in the car as soon as it is safe. I even prepacked. I EVEN (this was like, extra good of me) vacuumed AGAIN. OMG I remember that last year and a half of HELL when I did not work at all, but the house was like out of one of them magazines. I actually could not work for a variety of reasons but I cooked home made food, I vacuumed EVERY day and mopped every other day, because I was BORED. I guess. Something was very wrong with me, because I even ironed the husband's shirts and I am not an INSANE feminist but if you are me, I consider (past say age 5) you are going to have ironed clothes you iron it yourselves. Anyway so the CURSE of the white tile followed me to Douglas I SWEAR whatever house I own (if I do again) is going to have dark FLOOR, and not tile either.
Anyway, that sucked. But I was like "It looked so great in here yesterday? Was it? IDK." So, I even vacuumed the husband's bathroom. So, whatever. But it has been all rainy and white tile should be forbidden. The husband scared me by texting, "I am sorry." I was like, "Woooah." Then I was like, "I don't need an I'm sorry I am eating then packing and getting up at five."
He said he had "Things for me to do" and started going on about how much was left before we could sell it until I texted, "You are making me want to off myself."
Ironically, later I found the gun. I knew that husband had not done what he SAID he did and "Buried it in pieces in the yard in case of emergency." A) My kid said so and I agreed I mean that is not how you handle a "sudden emergency" like "Let me get my gun dude it's only 2 feet down it should just take me an hour also it will be full of dirt, requiring a wash." Also I believe there may be an arcane law in AZ where he can't own one, not sure but it was a private sale so it doesn't even MATTER. WHY LIE? I mean, I was hoping for a pair of hiking boots I had not thrown away, and like sadly instead I found "GUN" which meant, "Look no further you might find the bullets" I mean.... It's just an odd thing to encounter although I can think of worse things. So I will be destroying my oldest pair of Danscos but it is what it is.
@kas122461 I don't mean to be a pest, but you and ASTRO both had this long conversation about how confusing I was which is fine with me, dude. But you don't have to, well in the spirit of seeking to like UNDERSTAND (St. Francis) you and Astro had this long conversation about my incoherence, to the point where I was like "Dude, why these guys be missing me at all? It would be like sorta missing a HOUSE plant or a CAT." You sort of vaguely wonder why it's GONE but like, nothing much changes, I mean no new information is introduced.
LOL so in the spirit of seeking to UNDERSTAND not be understood, it is JUST you who is so easily confused although you and Astro had a TOTALLY lucid conversation about my incomprehensibility? In the spirit of seeking to understand, I totally UNDERSTAND if you don't want to answer that but in VERITAS you two had that little talk. You can just say "Yep" and move on. It's cool.
I would love to know how that works or maybe not, but it was kind of you to ah, come looking for me on the DIY thread. I don't mind being confusing. I do mind being treated like a five year old.
Anna
IDK cute little towns are a thing of the past. They really kind of are, I am so glad I drove Rte 66 before it was TOO bad and you could still find whimsical things, like, I wanna say St. George? I forget if it is on that route but the first time we went, the husband had a meltdown (ooh just like now) because it was a Biker Bad Person convention and me and the kid LOVED it we had so much fun. The husband like hid in his tent being ill.
Speaking OF WHY YES I am in fact now PACKED to get up at 5 am and get in the car as soon as it is safe. I even prepacked. I EVEN (this was like, extra good of me) vacuumed AGAIN. OMG I remember that last year and a half of HELL when I did not work at all, but the house was like out of one of them magazines. I actually could not work for a variety of reasons but I cooked home made food, I vacuumed EVERY day and mopped every other day, because I was BORED. I guess. Something was very wrong with me, because I even ironed the husband's shirts and I am not an INSANE feminist but if you are me, I consider (past say age 5) you are going to have ironed clothes you iron it yourselves. Anyway so the CURSE of the white tile followed me to Douglas I SWEAR whatever house I own (if I do again) is going to have dark FLOOR, and not tile either.
Anyway, that sucked. But I was like "It looked so great in here yesterday? Was it? IDK." So, I even vacuumed the husband's bathroom. So, whatever. But it has been all rainy and white tile should be forbidden. The husband scared me by texting, "I am sorry." I was like, "Woooah." Then I was like, "I don't need an I'm sorry I am eating then packing and getting up at five."
He said he had "Things for me to do" and started going on about how much was left before we could sell it until I texted, "You are making me want to off myself."
Ironically, later I found the gun. I knew that husband had not done what he SAID he did and "Buried it in pieces in the yard in case of emergency." A) My kid said so and I agreed I mean that is not how you handle a "sudden emergency" like "Let me get my gun dude it's only 2 feet down it should just take me an hour also it will be full of dirt, requiring a wash." Also I believe there may be an arcane law in AZ where he can't own one, not sure but it was a private sale so it doesn't even MATTER. WHY LIE? I mean, I was hoping for a pair of hiking boots I had not thrown away, and like sadly instead I found "GUN" which meant, "Look no further you might find the bullets" I mean.... It's just an odd thing to encounter although I can think of worse things. So I will be destroying my oldest pair of Danscos but it is what it is.
@kas122461 I don't mean to be a pest, but you and ASTRO both had this long conversation about how confusing I was which is fine with me, dude. But you don't have to, well in the spirit of seeking to like UNDERSTAND (St. Francis) you and Astro had this long conversation about my incoherence, to the point where I was like "Dude, why these guys be missing me at all? It would be like sorta missing a HOUSE plant or a CAT." You sort of vaguely wonder why it's GONE but like, nothing much changes, I mean no new information is introduced.
LOL so in the spirit of seeking to UNDERSTAND not be understood, it is JUST you who is so easily confused although you and Astro had a TOTALLY lucid conversation about my incomprehensibility? In the spirit of seeking to understand, I totally UNDERSTAND if you don't want to answer that but in VERITAS you two had that little talk. You can just say "Yep" and move on. It's cool.
I would love to know how that works or maybe not, but it was kind of you to ah, come looking for me on the DIY thread. I don't mind being confusing. I do mind being treated like a five year old.
Anna
I live in a little "cute" town, and at first glance it may seem lost in time like an idyllic town like Mayberry in the Andy Griffith show.. but it's not. It's actually so lost in time, and this area in general, that they are behind the times in just about every way. I see more Confederate flags here than I've seen anywhere, I've even seen White Power flags. What the heck? There are literal neo-nazis here, and also there are lawn and city zoning/code psuedo-nazis. I threatened to sue the city jerkwads after they ordered me to abate(destroy) my strawbale garden(ignorance), and they haven't bothered me since we wrote them a letter.. no response at all. I used to get harassed all the time about my lawn, for no reason at all. Last time they did, I told the guy to eff off and hasn't come back since. Not sure they know how to respond to people who don't bow down to their "Law". People are behind the times in home decoration, fashion. I've seen quite a few sketchy characters that enjoy the bad sort of drugs. But all that said, it's a pretty nice town. We are semi-hermits and keep to ourselves, and it's generally a very safe place. That said, I'm still getting a gun 
The Norman Rockwell idyllic towns don't exist, every place has their own set of problems.. and benefits. It's not all gloom and doom.
Trust no one -Fox Mulder
The Norman Rockwell idyllic towns don't exist, every place has their own set of problems.. and benefits. It's not all gloom and doom.
Trust no one -Fox Mulder
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Morning Randoms!
Can't wait for MLB baseball to start but that's almost a month away. It will be awesome to have daily games again!
Can't wait for MLB baseball to start but that's almost a month away. It will be awesome to have daily games again!
Honestly bark, I thought everyone in these times already had a gun.I live in a little "cute" town, and at first glance it may seem lost in time like an idyllic town like Mayberry in the Andy Griffith show.. but it's not. It's actually so lost in time, and this area in general, that they are behind the times in just about every way. I see more Confederate flags here than I've seen anywhere, I've even seen White Power flags. What the heck? There are literal neo-nazis here, and also there are lawn and city zoning/code psuedo-nazis. I threatened to sue the city jerkwads after they ordered me to abate(destroy) my strawbale garden(ignorance), and they haven't bothered me since we wrote them a letter.. no response at all. I used to get harassed all the time about my lawn, for no reason at all. Last time they did, I told the guy to eff off and hasn't come back since. Not sure they know how to respond to people who don't bow down to their "Law". People are behind the times in home decoration, fashion. I've seen quite a few sketchy characters that enjoy the bad sort of drugs. But all that said, it's a pretty nice town. We are semi-hermits and keep to ourselves, and it's generally a very safe place. That said, I'm still getting a gun
The Norman Rockwell idyllic towns don't exist, every place has their own set of problems.. and benefits. It's not all gloom and doom.
Trust no one -Fox Mulder
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