Subj : Re: Eat What You Like To : George Pope From : Daryl Stout Date : Thu Apr 01 2021 14:51:00 George, GP> Hold off on the suffering. You haven't been made acquaintance with the GP> Holy Spirit so you can be miserable! ;) Well, I got a surprise yesterday...apparently, there was an overpayment to the hospice care for my late Mom. But, that money will either go into savings, or to pay for the plumbing repair, or the taxes. It basically covers the repair cost on the car. I have no idea when the contractor will finish up redoing both bathrooms. But, I decided to postpone the colonoscopy...and will get my first of 2 COVID-19 shots on Friday...then the second one just days before the 14th anniversary of my wife's death. GP> "Rejoice in the Lord always, & again I say: Rejoice" (I interpret that GP> to mean to eat dessert first, second, third, etc.) Stressed spelled backwards is DESSERTS. But, I have to avoid the rich food. GP> It's a good deed to eat all the desserts at a pot luck (otherwise the GP> bakers feel insulted) It depends on what it is...I can't tolerate cheesecake anymore. > I had IBS the morning before we went to my wife's church to the ceremony. GP> *LOL* Did you bring your own "music" to the ceremony? Tooting out GP> "Here comes the bride," maybe? Not hardly. At the reception, one little kid drank too much of the sparkling chilled grape juice, and he let out this hellacious belch!! His grandma asked him "What do you say??", and he sheepishly said "Excuse me". Everyone was roaring in laughter. The beverage I've liked was Hi-C fruit punch and Ginger Ale. :) Years ago, my brother and I would swig a 12 ounce bottle of Doctor Pepper in one swig...and see who could let out the raunchiest belch. She would always "excuse herself" beforehand...but our dachshund beat us with the methane bombs he dropped. After one of us let one go, it was like "that was a full grown adult yipe, and it wasn't on disability". One day, we were intimately occupied on the Futon, and the dachshund was in his bed next to us. All of a sudden, this horrible stench permeated our nostrils...the dog had dropped a methane bomb fart!! I started gagging, and my wife was laughing, saying "You know he's down there, going 'Hee!! Hee!! Hee!! Ignore my @$$, will you??!!". Any "lovemaking" went right out the window...I had to get dressed and take the stinker (pun intended) out for a walk. :P > I said, "We're not married yet". GP> Close enough; you're bride & groom until married then you're husband & GP> wife. This is true. It reminds me of where the groom was so nervous at the altar that he asked the minister "Is it kisstomary to cuss the bride??!!". The preacher replied "Not yet...but soon". GP> If your fiancée pronounces it as financer, run. . . That's what my first fiancee' was. She wanted me to always take her to the most expensive place, always pick up the tab, and forsake ALL hobbies, etc. outside of work, and spend every waking moment with her. Basically, she was going to do all the taking, and I was to do all the giving. That does NOT work in a relationship...I broke that off before we tied the knot. And, she accused me of "using her"...go figure. When Janice and I were looking for things like invitations, etc., there was a deal on there with "Daryl and Pamela" (that was the name of my first fiancee'). Janice was chuckling, while I lamented "I think I'm going to puke". :P Yet, Janice wanted to be part of my hobbies (we met on a local area BBS)...and she didn't care whether we ate at McDonald's or The Olive Garden...FOOD WAS FOOD. GP> It's so wrong. I did my share of dishes, back when I had both hands GP> working. And, with living alone, I use so few dishes (most are disposable, including the silverware), so that means no dishes to wash. I think of the joke where this woman tells her lady friend about a special pre-wash of the dirty dishes. Confused, her friend asked for an explanation, and the woman shouts out two words...and two dogs bound into the kitchen. She sets the dirty dishes on the floor, and the dogs start their pre-wash routine. The other woman fainted dead away. GP> Now, my wife hates shopping (as did I, so I gave her that I'd do the GP> shopping as a bonus wedding gift); I buy it, she cooks it. Not a bad trade off. > I had thought of myself as a Life Member of BTR (Bachelor 'Til Rapture); > but The Good Lord made a liar out of me on that...and I got voted out. GP> Seems like this one was a mite cynical. What's funny is that I couldn't see any need to marry before I met the woman who'd be my wife. Now, 14 years a widower, some days, it gets awfully lonely. But, nowadays, so many have "too much baggage" to deal with...and I don't want or need all that "drama". The "drama" I preferred was in theatre arts in high school and college. Long before I started dating Janice, this one girl in the Sunday School lamented "Lord, if you don't give me a man, I'm gonna die!!"...and that turned me off. I've known several women like that...who basically want kids (and sex) so bad, they can taste it. Sex is not the be all and end all of marriage...it's a fringe benefit. > I was *NEVER* so embarrassed in all my life!! GP> Aww -- this is what makes indelible memories. I could feel myself blushing. :P GP> My BIL married my sister with "take to be my awfully wedded GP> wife"(nervous); luckily the ceremony was caught on video. . . LOL. I nearly had another "boner moment"...I nearly said "With this ring, I thee bed". > the entire group roared in laughter. GP> A happy day for all! Her parents and her grandmother had come up from Florida for the wedding. Janice was in the back getting dressed, and her Dad asked where she was. When I told him where she was, he quipped "I thought she had coppered out". He then asked me for "one last kiss from her before we got married". I replied "While she'll be my wife...first and foremost, she's your daughter". > To this day, nearly 18 years later, I still can't look at the > wedding video without crying like a baby. GP> Nothing wrong with that -- it means you felt & felt sincerely. It's a GP> treasure. I do have a ton of wonderful memories that no one can take away. We met on a BBS run by a local college, and as they say, "the rest is history"...we truly were "Married With Modem Sysops". > and asked "What are you doing in there??". I wish I would've had > my wits about me...I would've replied "Playing Strip Poker". GP> Why not, right? In the Jewish tradition marriage is consummated not by GP> a bloody sheet hung out the window, but by the bride & groom going in GP> to a small room in seclusion together for a half hour or so -- to "eat GP> a small meal together, privately". That's part of consuming, isn't it?? GP> Yup, people assume what they wish to. . . You know what they about assume... > So the one from Batman is on lunch break?? GP> He died, didn't he? I want to say it was Caesar Romero...I think all the characters from the original TV series are dead and gone now. The one who played Robin, I think now advertises a special line of dog food. > Or wrap up the toys they haven't touched in awhile, and give > them as Christmas presents (one parent did this, and the kids > thought they were new...but they had forgotten they hadn't played > with them in a long time). GP> That's a good one, but check they're still the right age for it. . . At least it's not like the blonde who brings a crap filled diaper, saying "it was good up to 20 pounds". :P GP> To ground your kid, don'ty take away their devices -- take away their GP> chargers, so they get to slowly watch the batteries get lower & lower. GP> . . No pressure. Or change the way to unlock the phone (i.e. the PIN). GP> I've been thinking about adoption lately, but nobody wants to take a GP> 12yo boy who eats like a Sumo wrestler! He's growing...in more ways than one. GP> & the smooth motio of the car helps get those wee bairs a-snoozing. I GP> used to just walk around for hours with the kid in my arms (as a teen GP> babysitting for the neighbourhood single moms) Nowadays, most kids wouldn't think of doing such. GP> My wife & I sing the Staples Xmas ad jingle in September: "It's the GP> most wonderful time of the year. . ." Yep, when they go back to school. GP> You know, eh? How many kids do you have? None...but that's from what I've read and heard. After having chicken pox that went into encephalitis (I was in the hospital for a week, and quarantined from college and work for 2 months)...then working around and absorbing nasty solvents in silkscreen printing...as my late wife so eloquently put it, "they wouldn't spay me...so he volunteered to get neutered". GP> I got a wrong number(she sounded cute) called in once asking for GP> Heather, I said, "I can be Heather for ya; how long do you need me GP> for?" GP> She laughed & said, "sorry, wrong number." At least it got a smile out of her. Daryl .... Can you tell me when my past due amount is due?? === MultiMail/Win v0.52 --- SBBSecho 3.14-Win32 * Origin: The Thunderbolt BBS - tbolt.synchro.net (1:19/33) .