Random thoughts...

immacookie

Oh, Bran Gwen you got me thinking about white chocolate now. So, what is it called in other countries? Like in Spain, do they call it el chocolate blanco? Or do they have a completely separate word that has nothing to do with chocolate?

Good question :huh:

Voncreepy2

Just got back from the laundry mat and realized how strange people are. There was an old guy in there for an hour just folding his drawers. I thought, the poor guy is waisting what time he has left in here folding his drawers as if they were Origami . I think I saw a crane or a turtle for a moment but didn't want to appear to be staring. I know the older folks did things right the first time and took pride in a ll they did which is admirable and today almost unheard of for a person to clean up after themselves or do something as minute as folding underwear and turn it into a work of art. And it suddenly inspired me to fold my drawers and the undies of my entire family into neat little kite shapes..... NOT!!! But it was endearing none the less. He reminded me of my grandpa, always prompt and neat as a pin except his socks never matched. He was color blind

Heather75

Just got back from the laundry mat and realized how strange people are. There was an old guy in there for an hour just folding his drawers. I thought, the poor guy is waisting what time he has left in here folding his drawers as if they were Origami . I think I saw a crane or a turtle for a moment but didn't want to appear to be staring. I know the older folks did things right the first time and took pride in a ll they did which is admirable and today almost unheard of for a person to clean up after themselves or do something as minute as folding underwear and turn it into a work of art. And it suddenly inspired me to fold my drawers and the undies of my entire family into neat little kite shapes..... NOT!!! But it was endearing none the less. He reminded me of my grandpa, always prompt and neat as a pin except his socks never matched. He was color blind

This reminded me of an elderly woman I saw the other day with creases in her jeans. Bless. I bet she irons underwear...

Heather75

Sometimes, I wish I had the kind of job that I wouldn't have to think about when work was over. It would be so nice to have my day end and be comfortable in the knowledge that nothing tomorrow was going to have anything to with what happened today.

Like, if I didn't serve that coffee to someone, it isn't like they would still be waiting for me when I got back to work...

david1956

I wonder if the elderly man who folds his underwear, or the women with her jeans creased use starch? People used to do that, but did they starch their undies? What would crisply starched undies, ironed with miltary precision, feel like to wear?

Voncreepy2

I wonder if the elderly man who folds his underwear, or the women with her jeans creased use starch? People used to do that, but did they starch their undies? What would crisply starched undies, ironed with miltary precision, feel like to wear?

Mmmmmmm Extra Crispy

Behavior_Modification

Sometimes, I wish I had the kind of job that I wouldn't have to think about when work was over. It would be so nice to have my day end and be comfortable in the knowledge that nothing tomorrow was going to have anything to with what happened today.

Like, if I didn't serve that coffee to someone, it isn't like they would still be waiting for me when I got back to work...

I had that same thought many times and I FINALLY have a job like that. Started in Dec 09 and I love it!!! Totally stress free for the most part. It is a super easy job and totally below my skill level, but I'm A OK with that because I don't have to juggle tasks or have deadlines or any cr@p like that. I think the new job has definitely attributed to my ability to maintain this new lifestyle. Proper nutrition has been a huge hurdle, and with other jobs that are more demanding there is never any time in the day to really feed yourself without purposely creating that time. So a busy job complimented my eating habits since I wouldn't eat during the day (much) and then pig out after work. But now, the trainer wants me to eat the majority of my calories during the hours that I am at work and I can just sit and eat at my desk all day if I want or need to. And some days I feel like that's all I do because it takes a long time to chew so many vegetables. The decreased stress level has also allowed me to concentrate on getting healthier instead of worrying about work.

immacookie

Awesome Diane!!!

I never know when "exactly" I'm going to get to eat (or snack)... I usually shoot for a snack between 9:30am-10am, but today we had interviews stacked up so no snack until 11am... lunch is always a big ? , some days I get time to eat around 12:30, others it's nearing 2pm. Oh yeah, and my butt is plastered in this chair all dayum day (and no I can't really get out for a walk because of the office location, and I don't get an actual lunch break so no working out during lunch). *sigh*

Behavior_Modification

The yogurts have joined forces with the toilet in stall #2 in the ladies room here at work. That dang toilet splashes me after I've flushed every time. I try not to use it, but when all the others are taken, I take my chances. So knowing that it has a high water pressure and splashes all over the place, I'll get up, pull my pants up and as I'm exiting through the door, I'll flush so I can run out. Getting splashed with toilet water is soooo gross!

immacookie

Yes... yes it is.... it's even more irritating when it's one of those auto-flush toilets that doesn't wait until you're DONE :sad:

mspraul

Why when i pass someone on the interstate who is going significantly slower than me, always speed up?!?

Along those same lines...

I'm passing someone and, in turn, someone faster is "trapped" behind me in the lane. I'm really good about getting over -- I don't just hang in the left lane, though I tend to pass folks often. Anyway, once I get over, that faster car typically just goes about its business. But sometimes, don't you notice the driver speeds up drastically, as if to say, "this is how fast I WOULD have been going had you not been in my way."

Now is that really necessary?

Melissa

mspraul

I wonder if the elderly man who folds his underwear, or the women with her jeans creased use starch? People used to do that, but did they starch their undies? What would crisply starched undies, ironed with miltary precision, feel like to wear?

They would probably feel a lot like those ****ies pants. I know they are supposed to be tough and last forever, but I swear I could not wear a pair of those things. It's like wearing pants made of plastic.

mspraul

I wonder if the elderly man who folds his underwear, or the women with her jeans creased use starch? People used to do that, but did they starch their undies? What would crisply starched undies, ironed with miltary precision, feel like to wear?

They would probably feel a lot like those ****ies pants. I know they are supposed to be tough and last forever, but I swear I could not wear a pair of those things. It's like wearing pants made of plastic.

That's so funny...

I just saw that MFP edited my post because it thought I was saying a bad word. I'm talking about a brand name. It starts with a D and rhymes with Rickys. But I'm not cussing, I swear.

MFPfriend

I wonder if the elderly man who folds his underwear, or the women with her jeans creased use starch? People used to do that, but did they starch their undies? What would crisply starched undies, ironed with miltary precision, feel like to wear?

They would probably feel a lot like those ****ies pants. I know they are supposed to be tough and last forever, but I swear I could not wear a pair of those things. It's like wearing pants made of plastic.

That's so funny...

I just saw that MFP edited my post because it thought I was saying a bad word. I'm talking about a brand name. It starts with a D and rhymes with Rickys. But I'm not cussing, I swear.

Haha, the same thing happens when people talk about Rick's Sporting Goods (replace the R with a D).

Heather75

Thanks to those of you added me as a friend. Sharing a similar sense of humour really does unite people.

I cannot eat goat meat because they remind me too much of dogs.

Voncreepy2

The yogurts have joined forces with the toilet in stall #2 in the ladies room here at work. That dang toilet splashes me after I've flushed every time. I try not to use it, but when all the others are taken, I take my chances. So knowing that it has a high water pressure and splashes all over the place, I'll get up, pull my pants up and as I'm exiting through the door, I'll flush so I can run out. Getting splashed with toilet water is soooo gross!

EWWW!!! And I hate those Flushomatic ones. You can't get off fast enough before it gets you!!!!! My daughter has a shy bladder like me and she is terrified of them by the time she relaxes enough to go the darn toilet flushes and off she goes running toward the door and they always get your hiney wet!!!!Yuck!!!!!

sweetn3ss

Thanks to those of you added me as a friend. Sharing a similar sense of humour really does unite people.

I cannot eat goat meat because they remind me too much of dogs.

I do believe that I have never been faced with the choice to have goat meat. I think i would not try it, but i cant say for sure lol

Voncreepy2

It probably tastes BAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!

robin52077

It probably tastes BAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!

:laugh:


So I grabbed one item at walmart and ran to the speedy checkout. There was only one open, and the lady in front of me had over the "20 items or less". That pissed me off. I had ONE item. THEN she proceeds to pay with a CHECK! WHO uses paper checks anymore unless you have to mail something for some reason? But at WALMART?
It's called a "speedy" checkout for a reason...get out of my way!!!!!!:grumble:

Heather75

A cheque? Is it 1972 and no one told me?

How long after your pet licks its genitals is it safe to let them lick your face?

TeamLeela

NEVER

How many days passed the expiration date would you drink your milk?

Voncreepy2

It depends on the milk. Skim milk keeps a looooong time. I have used it after expiration as long as it smells ok. When in doubt sniff.

I was thinking about driving yesterday.Why do people cut you off just to get a little ahead only to find that the person in front of you is no faster than you are? And then traffic stalls and the guy who cut you off is sitting right in front of you on his cell phone shaking his head like a chicken pecking around at grain. Or you get the same stop light. I have also had several people pass me from the shoulder lately. Incredible. I am not a slow driver by any means. I follow the flow of traffic but I have never seen so many crazy people on the road before. Maybe there are just more crazies now a days.Well I know there are. The scary part is that they drive!!!!

TeamLeela

I hate when I'm on the main road and someone is on the side street turning unto the main road and they speed out in front of me and then suddenly, goes 20 mph less than me so I have to slam on my breaks. Then, I look in my rearview mirror and no one is behind me. Why couldn't he just wait an extra 5 seconds for me to pass at my normal speed?
Why does it seem like every route I take, there's construction going on and it's down to one lane and we're forced to crawl up the road until we pass the construction site?

Voncreepy2

I know I hate construction!!!!!! And those people who dart in front of you are almost always on a cell phone. How much is there really to talk about 24 hours a day 7 days a week. I think some people poop with a bluetooth attached to their heads. Yes, Phil, ERRRRRR, I will get that paperwork on your desk by Monday. It is like an epidimic. Like a zombie movie. "THEY TALK!!!!!!!!" You pass people nowadays and they don't talk to other people or even smile or nod. They are too busy living on their phones. And yes, I have a cell phone. I just don't think it is healthy when you tune the rest of the world out or life and spend your every waking minute on a stupid cell phone. I have seen 2 people at the same table texting and not even speaking to each other. We went to dinner the other night and one of our friends spent the entire night texting and her husband and son was sitting right next to her and she just sat there like a zombie, an alien ravaged shell of a person. The lights are on but nobody's home type of thing. Does this disturb anyone but me?

TeamLeela

I almost hit someone the other day because they were texting on their phone while crossing the street. If they had looked up, they would have seen the blinking do not walk sign. What an idiot!

Heather75

Okay. I am leaving for England tomorrow and will be gone for a week. please don't let this thread die while I'm gone. Sure, i could start another one, but I like this one.

I saw a handwritten poster on the street today that said "Lovely house for sale". Is it just me, or is that kind of an odd way to try to sell a house? Sure, the paper was goldenrod, which as we all know, does attract attention, but it was like a 9 year old was trying to sell it.

david1956

Possibly some children have done away with their parents with the intention of selling the house. Should we inform the authorities, just in case my hunch is correct?

david1956

I am freakin' sick of this winter already and it's hardly started. I need to figure one of those Sth/Nth hemisphere 6 months each type lifestyles.

ZebraHead

One bright day in the middle of the night two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other, drew their swords and shot each other. A deaf policeman heard the noise, came a running and shot them two dead boys. If you don't believe my story is true just ask the blind man he saw it too.

unknown

Voncreepy2

I have a funny story. My daughter and I were at a resteraunt and she had to go. She is almost 3. So we went and whomever was in there with us turned out the lights and left. Apparently, they were hard of hearing as well because I shouted and they just kept going and the door shut. It was the darkest bathroom i have ever been in and couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. I had to find my way out of the stall as my daughter is crying and feel all along the walls, gross I know. At one time , I became panicked and started shouting to no avail. Finally , I stumbled upon the door handle, as i never did find the light switch. I swear there was NO light. not from the door or anywherre Finally made it and my husband was like, "what took you so long?"