I have often said that growing older consists of finding new ways your body can turn on you.
Honestly, you meet the most appalling sort of people....
Giles ,'Chosen'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Ginger - Sep 27, 2010 6:31:51 pm PDT #26397 of 30001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Kat - Sep 27, 2010 6:32:26 pm PDT #26398 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I have often said that growing older consists of finding new ways your body can turn on you.
HA no kidding.
Liese S. - Sep 27, 2010 6:54:14 pm PDT #26399 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I don`t want to get older! ( She bemoaned, lying in bed at nine o`clock with a sore hip.)
I have lots of spoons but I used them all up on my awesome mini-vacation. Now I must lie here.
DavidS - Sep 27, 2010 7:33:11 pm PDT #26400 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
She bemoaned, lying in bed at nine o`clock with a sore hip.
Ha ha, too late. You are decrepit. Soon even looking at a bean will give you "the wind something awful."
meara - Sep 27, 2010 7:33:51 pm PDT #26401 of 30001
I don't want to get older either. Also, i want UNLIMITED SPOONS! GARRRGH! t rampages like monster through thread. Or like three year old.
Unless you really them to be metallic-y, I'd recommend getting a pair of tramp shoes
...I paused at this, thinking "aren't tramp shoes usually metallic? Or clear plastic? But, y'know, HEELS. Not flats..." Then I clicked your link and saw trampOLINE shoes. Ahhhh.
We are currently in the process of pulling a msbelle
This is totally sensible. She is verbed!!
DavidS - Sep 27, 2010 7:34:49 pm PDT #26402 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
She is verbed!!
msbelled Equals: Crazy active efficiency culling.
Burrell - Sep 27, 2010 7:47:28 pm PDT #26403 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I am too hot and tired and sweaty to grade. 113 degrees is brutal.
DavidS - Sep 27, 2010 7:48:20 pm PDT #26404 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
113 degrees is brutal.
No lie. Strip to your skivvies and sit in front of the fridge.
Burrell - Sep 27, 2010 8:00:33 pm PDT #26405 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Luckily it's not 113 at present. It was 113 when I was on campus teaching, and stripping to my skivvies was not an acceptable option. It's about 80 right now, and I am wearing a cami and inside pants.
Trudy Booth - Sep 27, 2010 8:40:39 pm PDT #26406 of 30001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
The spoon article was pretty painful.
I'm continually telling BEGGING my Mother to remember that her jar of beans is only half-full at the beginning of the day and that if she makes decisions with that in mind she can choose to not do less important things, she can simplify her life... like the fucking dishes. Sighhh...
Before she moved in with her sister she had two sets. She had an enormous set of heavy stoneware and a small set of light Correlle. Guess which one she used until they were all dirty and piled high. Because they're PRETTY! Because she LIKES THEM! I promise you, its the breakable ones that got shoved in the fridge with three bites of leftovers on them turning to rocks. Guess which ones she COULD rinse off herself and not trash the kitchen when she's too exhausted or spasamed to stand at the counter or even bend to lift them in and out of the dishwasher ... oh, but they're not as nice. (God forbid she switch to PAPER when she flares up.)
And I'd beg. And she'd say "It's MY LIFE! These are MY DECISIONS to make!" as I'd dig out her kitchen for the umpteenth time.
Agh. I don't know how she and my aunt manage it. I haven't been to their place in Kentucky yet. I suspect that if I did go I'd reflexively walk in and start cleaning out the fridge.
I hope she's doing it better. I hope she's choosing her energy over her stuff. I'm not betting on it though.
In a way I admire that she's going to do what she wants to do no matter what... it just kills me when she makes herself miserable by doing so -- that messy kitchen depressed the shit out of her.