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The deaf guy i had a crush on who taught me some dirty ASL1
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I remember a little yellow parakeet we named Perry. We taught it different whistles and that was cute.
My mom liked zebra finches and so she some and whenever I meeped at them they meeped back MEEP MEEP MEEP MEEP MEEP!! Felt special bc they only did that with me.
When we adopted a cat, the bird days were over. No fish too. Apex predators chasing off all the wild birds and squirrels that used to frequent the yard. It’s a cat’s world!
Used to have deer in the backyard too before they built the cul-de-sac. Salamanders with the electric blue tail living under shady spots.
Once I was watching a caterpillar on a blade of grass and a dragonfly came along and snatched him up. Traumatized but that’s nature 😅.
Opossums breaking into mom’s place and once they figured out there was cat food in there they kept coming back until we found where they were getting in. The first time I saw one in the bathroom I screamed so loud. It was a just a baby but looked like a big rat. Mom almost adopted it but ultimately decided it should stay wild.
Anyway this had no direction I’m just rambling per usual1 -
Since it's Christmas card ordering time, I was thinking of an ex coworker who died right before Thanksgiving a bunch of years ago. He went in for surgery and it didn't end well but mostly I'm thinking about how I half blame myself for his death because we used a template with our Christmas card ordering company with all of our signatures on it and I ordered before he was out of the clear.
And irony.
Or murphy's law.
Also, our last conversation was me giving him tips on his first colonoscopy which basically sums up our work relationship and it's funnier than it sounds.
ALSO, this little exchange when he got his "male" exam:
Him: He examined my prostate.
Me: Did he use lube?2 -
How did you just tell a story that was both funny and sad at the same time? Maybe you should write for TVSince it's Christmas card ordering time, I was thinking of an ex coworker who died right before Thanksgiving a bunch of years ago. He went in for surgery and it didn't end well but mostly I'm thinking about how I half blame myself for his death because we used a template with our Christmas card ordering company with all of our signatures on it and I ordered before he was out of the clear.
And irony.
Or murphy's law.
Also, our last conversation was me giving him tips on his first colonoscopy which basically sums up our work relationship and it's funnier than it sounds.
ALSO, this little exchange when he got his "male" exam:
Him: He examined my prostate.
Me: Did he use lube?
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TwitchyMagee wrote: »
How did you just tell a story that was both funny and sad at the same time? Maybe you should write for TVSince it's Christmas card ordering time, I was thinking of an ex coworker who died right before Thanksgiving a bunch of years ago. He went in for surgery and it didn't end well but mostly I'm thinking about how I half blame myself for his death because we used a template with our Christmas card ordering company with all of our signatures on it and I ordered before he was out of the clear.
And irony.
Or murphy's law.
Also, our last conversation was me giving him tips on his first colonoscopy which basically sums up our work relationship and it's funnier than it sounds.
ALSO, this little exchange when he got his "male" exam:
Him: He examined my prostate.
Me: Did he use lube?
That was so sweet! My 5 part Star Trek Next Gen script proves differently tho. 😛2 -
I remember playing oregon trail on old mac computers, AOL instant messenger and chat rooms, and dial up internet. Met a friend from Iraq on a chat room I wasn't supposed to be in during the middle of the night ant grandmas house when I was a young girl and thankfully he was harmless and is still a friend.
I also remember on a trip to a state FCCLA convention when I tried to call my mom to tell her we made it and were settled at the hotel... I didn't usually call home, I almost always called my friend's house when I used a phone and I accidentally dialed her number. She was with me at the convention and I accidentally woke up her father. Told him I'm so sorry, but we're here and we're fine, have a good night!1 -
So my mom is a pure redneck, having said that here's my story
When I was 12, my mom decided to take me and my grandpa to hooters for our birthdays. At the time they would put you on a stool in the middle of the restaurant and spank you as their birthday tradition.
When it was my time to be put on the spot I hopped up on the stool and was nervous as hell. Hopped up, smiled through the awkwardness of 2 or 4 waitresses popping me on the butt and then it was time to hop off of the stool. One of the waitresses who was probably 5 foot and 100lbs had me convinced she could catch me if I jumped.....bad move. I jumped, and then proceeded to elbow her right in the head and give her a black eye 🤦♂️2 -
my boss telling me never to clean up after a man in an office setting. She was a wonderful straight shooter & I didn’t realize how rare that is. I remember you fondly, Michel.2
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A boyfriend took me to hooters once & they offered me a jobSo my mom is a pure redneck, having said that here's my story
When I was 12, my mom decided to take me and my grandpa to hooters for our birthdays. At the time they would put you on a stool in the middle of the restaurant and spank you as their birthday tradition.
When it was my time to be put on the spot I hopped up on the stool and was nervous as hell. Hopped up, smiled through the awkwardness of 2 or 4 waitresses popping me on the butt and then it was time to hop off of the stool. One of the waitresses who was probably 5 foot and 100lbs had me convinced she could catch me if I jumped.....bad move. I jumped, and then proceeded to elbow her right in the head and give her a black eye 🤦♂️
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Glamorous 😂One time I had to go to Home Depot so many times in one day because I kept buying the wrong pieces for a pressure washer that they offered me a job. True story, she said she wasn’t kidding.
Same day….I pressure washed my extremely tall 1920’s rental property. As high as I could. And then some new neighbors came down the alley to introduce themselves and I was covered with water and junk off the house from the cleaning job.
It was no Hooters experience. I have a funny Hooters story though.
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I ŕemember when my kids were young ( 3,5,7,8) we lived 25km out of town on a property. Big grocery shop days were a once a fortnight on a Thursday event. The youngest was baby sat for the day while the others were at school. I made sure when they got home there'd be special surprises on their bed, some junk like chocolate bar, pkt chips, candy necklace etc plus pencils, colour in books, reading book once it was little kaleidoscopes another slinkies. They loved Thursdays..
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Working all the time in preparation for Y2K. Everyone worrying that all the computers were going to break...
Going out to a semi-formal ball on New Year's eve, lots of dancing. Several clubs and more dancing, and a great New Year's kiss.4 -
Hating the new year because of a very life altering event in 1975-1976 change-over. For years I would fall into a miserable mental slump that was worsened by lack of sunshine. It used to really drag me down. So glad that period of my life corrected itself. So grateful to feel joy snd Hope with the season again4
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I remember what watermelon, blackberries, strawberries and navel oranges used to taste like... and how far from those tastes American grocers have gotten.
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___Soundwave___ wrote: »Working all the time in preparation for Y2K. Everyone worrying that all the computers were going to break...
A group of us were partying it up at one guy's house, half expecting the world to end due to Y2K. At the stroke of midnight somebody came running up breathless, gasping how the world was exploding. Drunk us all watched in mixed fascination/despair at the colorful explosions until somebody realized they were fireworks.3 -
I remember sitting in my room at the boarding house across the street from the english school I was supposed to be attending in
São Paulo, Brazil feeling so alone and incredibly sad.
I hated that my parents took me to Brazil at 14.
I remember thinking, “oh yeah” and proceeded to drink myself into oblivion and get kicked out of school.
I was not easy to deal with.1 -
I remember talking with my husband when we were in our 20s about how irritating old people are.
40yrs later, I still get it. 😀3 -
I used to spend hours walking through the woods out at some land we used to own.
I remember one particular day that I got a scare.
I was quietly walking through the trees following a horse/deer path.
All of a sudden I heard a very loud snort, looked up about 12’ away was a huge buck.
He snorted, I screamed and we both ran.
I kept thinking about that show, “When animals attack” and that buck is beating up that man.
I was always a little more observant after that.2 -
Back in my youth as a Boy Scout, our summer camp maintained a salt lick in an open field, literally a giant block of salt which encouraged wildlife to creep out of the woods to taste it while scouts sat concealed at the edge of the field observing and taking notes. One summer a buddy and I noticed a young moose, too young to be living on his own yet, and we wondered where his momma was. Just then we heard a loud snort behind us, turn around, and there's momma not 5 feet away, towering over us...with us between her and her calf. My buddy raced left, I raced right, and whether our tactic confused her or she didn't care about us, we both made it back to camp alive.2
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I remember chasing my older brother down the sidewalk walk with a dead snake that I found on the side of the busy road we were on. Why was I so weird and gross? 🤢🤮2
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I remember a sad time in my life... a couple years ago, maybe more. I had to leave this wonderful community. At that time I wore a different hat and folks here knew me as RiderOfWestern.5
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SundryCoder wrote: »I remember a sad time in my life... a couple years ago, maybe more. I had to leave this wonderful community. At that time I wore a different hat and folks here knew me as RiderOfWestern.
Well, how the heck are you doing?
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honey_honey_12 wrote: »SundryCoder wrote: »I remember a sad time in my life... a couple years ago, maybe more. I had to leave this wonderful community. At that time I wore a different hat and folks here knew me as RiderOfWestern.
Well, how the heck are you doing?
😀
A lot has happened in that short time.
But, mostly for the better.
Missed a lot of folk here, you included.2 -
SundryCoder wrote: »I remember a sad time in my life... a couple years ago, maybe more. I had to leave this wonderful community. At that time I wore a different hat and folks here knew me as RiderOfWestern.
It’s nice to see you. I would tell you who I used to be but I can’t remember all my past usernames. But you were a very nice for a moderator 😉😁2 -
TwitchyMagee wrote: »SundryCoder wrote: »I remember a sad time in my life... a couple years ago, maybe more. I had to leave this wonderful community. At that time I wore a different hat and folks here knew me as RiderOfWestern.
It’s nice to see you. I would tell you who I used to be but I can’t remember all my past usernames. But you were a very nice for a moderator 😉😁
Thank you, I remember talking with you too. You might have had this name when I left or something sinilar.1 -
Red pistachios in a gumball machine1
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Fill 'er up with ethyl!0
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I remember coming home from school and finding my new 10speed in the garage.
Of course I took off on it.
Grabbed a handful of front brake and flew right over the bars.
Landed in grass, no big deal but I hurried and put it up before my mom got home from work.
Had to act like I was surprised.
I always had a boys bike, not sure why exactly.
I was tall, I remember not wanting a puny girls bike.
I put a lot of miles on my bike as a kid. It was freedom, I could go as far as my legs could take me.
My best friend got a 10speed for her bday that yr too, she got a really nice Schwinn, small, girls bike.
At first I remember being jealous but then I loved my bike so much I wouldn’t have traded.
Of course my knees hit her handlebars, lol.2 -
honey_honey_12 wrote: »
I remember coming home from school and finding my new 10speed in the garage.
Of course I took off on it.
Grabbed a handful of front brake and flew right over the bars.
Landed in grass, no big deal but I hurried and put it up before my mom got home from work.
Had to act like I was surprised.
I always had a boys bike, not sure why exactly.
I was tall, I remember not wanting a puny girls bike.
I put a lot of miles on my bike as a kid. It was freedom, I could go as far as my legs could take me.
My best friend got a 10speed for her bday that yr too, she got a really nice Schwinn, small, girls bike.
At first I remember being jealous but then I loved my bike so much I wouldn’t have traded.
Of course my knees hit her handlebars, lol.
You always remember your first 10 speed!
I had a Schwinn, it was silver. I remember my parents dragging us to some special bike store, Brown's I think, and being fitted for this bike. I was like just get a bike!! The only better thing was this orange scooter I had. We eventually sold it at a garage sale and had people bidding on it it was so cool. Man I was spoiled2
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