Confession Time! ((ABSOLUTELY NO JUDGEMENT))
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Susieq_1994 wrote: »pofoster21 wrote: »Susieq_1994 wrote: »Edit: This is to Susie:
Oh, I'm so sorry you're feeling bad. There's no rhyme or reason to depression, so try not feel like you're wrong to feel the way you do. I think guilt is a very common issue.
I'm very worried about your talk of dying though. Do you have a doctor who's helping you? Is your husband around?
Not to worry, I've never been suicidal.
I just want to... Stop existing, if that makes sense. It's almost midnight here and my husband is asleep, but he's around to wake up if I need him.
Nope, I don't have a doctor. I mentioned it like five million posts back, but I'm terrified of doctors. I tried to get help once and I just couldn't make it through the sessions. I broke down after my second one and never went back. I also never spoke to the doctor directly (my husband had to speak for me), because I have selective mutism and couldn't speak. It was a pretty useless attempt, to be honest. :-/
Have you tried videoconferencing with any doctors? There is a woman at the barn that is a psychiatrist. She has some patients she video conferences with. Perhaps that would work for you? By not being in person maybe that would help with the fear of speaking? And allow you to be more open?
Nope, it wouldn't help. I've tried it with my husband, and it doesn't make it any easier whether it's on a video conference or face to face. Plus, I'm pretty sure the doctors here don't offer the option, so the point is pretty moot anyway. :-/
You need someone you can text!
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Thanks @noaddedsugarx I look forward to all your new (to me) vocabulary!!
My exhubby is from Ireland - the words he used/uses:
a kitchen cupboard is a press
a trash can is a bin
a gas station is a garage
a sweater is a jumper
the letter z is zed
the number 3 is not three but tree
one person can be addressed as "you" but more than one is "yous"
edit to add:
sneakers or tennis shoes are runners
My SO is English and we always joke if we ever had kids and it was a boy we'd name him Zed because he doesn't understand the letter "Z" and I don't get how one letter can be a word!
Also one time we were facetiming and I told him I was going to have to borrow a pair of pants from my sister as it was colder out than I thought it would be and I had only packed shorts. He cracked up and I had no idea until he quit long enough to say "I knew what you meant when you said pants but I couldn't help laughing because here we use the word pants to mean underwear" I still get a kick out of that! It's just so foreign to me I had no idea!
A piece of advice for you. Don't comment on your 'fanny' if you happen to be in the UK. If you don't know why, ask your bf, he'll explain! Fanny-pack is also a no-no!
Ahaha seconded!
I'm British, and I was in a queue for a drink at a packed outside bar on Friday and heard an American lady tell the man she was with that her 'fanny felt so bruised after yesterday'. I'm sure she was on about something perfectly innocent, like missing her seat and bumping her coccyx, but I was nearly in tears from trying to hold in my sniggering.
Now you have to explain!0 -
Italian_Buju wrote: »Italian_Buju wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »pofoster21 wrote: »salembambi wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »I just walked by the local high school on my lunch break. Confession: so glad I'm years beyond high school. Question: did high school aged girls always look like hookers? The amazingly short shorts with crop tops/sport bras! Holy *kitten*-child, Batman!
are you serious ? calling young girls *kitten* and hookers?sexualizing them ...how nice
they can wear whatever they want just like any other girl or women
geezus
Was it the "absolutely" the "no" or the "judgment" that tripped you up?
Amen. And I agree about clothes, heck some things that 10yo girls wear make me shake my head sometimes.
Me too. And I seriously question their parents judgement.
Sometimes I wonder if their parents know how they're dressing. I've heard of kids wearing one outfit leaving home and changing at school.
I would do that in high school. Change in the back of the bus. But I don't remember it being that extreme. I had a catsuit that I would wear under ripped jeans (oh, the 90's!). My mom hated that catsuit. LOL
As well she should have. Really, a catsuit?! I think we all need to see pictures.
I don't think I have any. It was long-sleeved and flowered and zipped up the back. The cloth would show through the rips in the jeans. I thought I was pretty awesome in that. Wish I had the body I had then.
ETA: I feel like I should add this from Wikipedia: A catsuit is a close-fitting one-piece garment that covers the torso and the legs, and frequently the arms.[1] They are usually made from stretchable material, such as lycra, chiffon, spandex.
How did you use the restroom while wearing this thing?! This is why women go to restroom in pairs.
Well, you didn't wait until the last minute, that's for sure!
I'm all about the jumpsuits right now and to pee, you have to undress to the waist and kind of sling it over one arm...let's just say I won't be wearing them to any festivals this year with any kind of port-o-potties because they are exceedingly difficult to keep off the floor.
Also, on the clothing note, I grew up in that part of the 90s where crop tops AND low-rise jeans were in style at the same time, so I'm just relieved that at least the trend now seems to be high-rise bottoms with the crop tops so you only see the upper half of the stomach. Way cuter.
I remember how bad I wanted a pair of low rise Levi's when their "belly button" commercials came out. Remember those?
Definitely! I also had a pair of super-low-rise jeans that had a LACE UP fly instead of a zipper or buttons...klassy klassy klassy. Looking back I cannot believe my mother let me out of the house in them as I think you could see my hipbones above the waistband. I definitely wore those to school though...
I had a pair of pants like that too. LOVED them. Christina Aguilera wore pants in a couple videos that laced up on the hips, and I wanted a pair so bad!
ETA: Although the fashion may be different, I suppose teenage girls are the same lol.
Right? I see them around and I'm mostly just relieved that there aren't visible g-strings like when I was their age. The leggings and crop tops are not nearly as offensive or revealing, thankfully. And I love that lots of very loose, flowy tops and dresses are trendy now. Way better than those painted-on ultra low-rise jeans and tube tops I loved...not to mention the platforms and huge wedge heels. I had a pair of six-inch wedge sandals that laced up my calves too about fifteen years ago...eesh. Ooh, and the huge chunky highlights on the flatironed hair.
I'm not even 30 yet so it's a little early for pearl-clutching but I seriously think teenagers today don't look nearly as, uh, trashy as my high school classmates did.
Oh ya, I forgot about that... I wasn't one to have my underwear hanging out, but there were lots of girls out like that. I guess I can no longer talk about "kids these days" when it comes to fashion choices
noaddedsugarx wrote: »
Oh ya, I forgot about that... I wasn't one to have my underwear hanging out, but there were lots of girls out like that. I guess I can no longer talk about "kids these days" when it comes to fashion choices
I remember girls used to pull their thong up on purpose so it was showing and the Head Teacher called a girls assembly in school to stop it from happening.
Ps. When I'm on this board I find myself constantly questioning if I should Americanize words cos a lot of you are from there. I've thought this about Mum/Mom, sunbeds/tanning beds, Head teacher/Principal, bum/butt, *kitten*/*kitten* and I'm sure there's more...
Jumper always got me. How does that equal sweater? LOL
I have a friend who got very irritated when I told him that every time he mentioned his "jumper," I was picturing him wearing one of these:
Nice.
I have to admit I had some of those jeans with the fold down button fly. I believe they were even acid wash with ankle zippers. I also, I'm sad to admit, had a pair of low rise skintight jeans that had no pockets but did have a huge attached faux belt. I wore these AFTER I had my daughter and I thought I looked hot. I looked ridiculous.
I'm glad I dress more classic and age appropriate now.
I'm 44 and my daughter is 16. We are just about exactly the same size (she's a bit more slender and a bit taller but same clothing and shoe size. We have different coloring and face shapes but people instantly know she's my daughter.) We very often look at each other in the morning and realize that we're matchy matchy. For example a blue knit v neck top, jeans, boots and hair in a ponytail. It makes me laugh and makes her stomp off to change. She's fairly conservative and classic in her dress and dresses up often. My work is often in a lab so jeans are often fine. I tell her that either I have good taste or she has horrible taste in clothes. She wears a summer dress that I bought 22 years ago and looks lovely in it. She took and kept some jeans, riding boots, pumps, and a few dresses. So my question: What is age appropriate and what is ageless?
I am a smaller size right now than I have been since before I had children (they are now 31.29 and 27 years old) I am discovering all kinds of new options in clothing and wonder at times if what I am putting on is age appropriate. Just today I was showing my daughter - the 27 year old some things I bought to wear on vacation next week and she said "Oh wow mom, we can share clothes now - well - after I have this baby anyway" and we both cracked up.
I think age appropriate is a term that can be over limiting. Certainly if your daughter is approving then it is fine. I think all ages can look good in similar clothes. I think all ages can look good in short or long hair. Perhaps quality and fit and cut are more important than an exact style.
Congrats on your good work. I'm sure you are looking great!
I struggle with the "age appropriate" thing all the time, especially as I am now over 50. And, unfortunately, the mainstream styles marketed toward my age group aren't "my" personal style, nor do they fit/suit my body type since I am tall and small-busted... junior clothes seem to be tailored for longer/leaner bodies these days.
There was a thread here a while back about whether or not middle-aged women could wear shorter-length skirts, and the responses were overwhelmingly positive. It kinda changed my mindset about being "appropriate". Not that I wear skirts or dresses a whole lot, since they don't work too well with knee-high compression stockings
nor would I ever wear something shorter for work, but I'm now more willing to indulge the SO's fashion requests occasionally, lol.
May I ask why you wear these and if it helps? Also, are they comfortable? I got a pair over a year ago, I have never worn them, even after going through the trouble of getting fitted etc......
I have a condition called lymphedema where fluid collects in one of my legs and doesn't return into normal circulation. There is no treatment, only "management", and daily wear of compression stockings is essential.
I hated them at first but gradually came to accept that they do help. They're quite comfortable (more so than a swollen leg certainly) and I find they make both my legs, even the unaffected one, feel less fatigued at the end of the day.
Maybe I will have to give them a try. My DR wants me to wear them when I am going to have a particularly long day on my feet as when I am standing for more than about ten hours I end up with blood pooling in my ankles. I have been worried about trying them.....
Give them a try. But not the ones you buy off drugstore shelves, get the real medical grade compression ones.
They don't look so bad, at least the ones I have (Class 2, 30 -40 mmHg??), not visibly different from "trouser socks". I have some heavier Class 3 stockings for Bad Days and they do look like typical heavy compression garments.
They're kind of a pain in the rear to get them on properly, until you get the hang of it. Use rubber gloves! And hand wash, hang indoors to dry (never in sun, it degrades elastic).
I'm lucky, my health benefit plan covers me for 6 pairs a year.0 -
Italian_Buju wrote: »salembambi wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »I just walked by the local high school on my lunch break. Confession: so glad I'm years beyond high school. Question: did high school aged girls always look like hookers? The amazingly short shorts with crop tops/sport bras! Holy *kitten*-child, Batman!
are you serious ? calling young girls *kitten* and hookers?sexualizing them ...how nice
they can wear whatever they want just like any other girl or women
geezus g
She did not call them hookers, she said they dressed like hookers dress.....
*kitten*-child, I think that sums it up well if that is what they are wearing to school.
She did not sexualize them, I believe they are doing that themselves!
Thinking about this last night, it occurred to me that I have NO idea how hookers dress these days as I haven't laid eyes on a real life one in years. And this is probably a good thing, lol.
WARNING! MASSIVE JUDGEMENT ABOUT TO HAPPEN!
Watch any current music video and you will see what a hooker looks like
Ooooh SNAP! I did go there.0 -
arditarose wrote: »sigh...When I found that I couldn't eat peanut butter in moderation, and had to get it out of my apartment ASAP, I not only threw it away-I drowned the jar in water first so I wouldn't be tempted...
I can't believe I shared that.
I had to do the same thing! Left a big old vat of it out on the trash can hoping someone would take it.
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quiksylver296 wrote: »Thanks @noaddedsugarx I look forward to all your new (to me) vocabulary!!
My exhubby is from Ireland - the words he used/uses:
a kitchen cupboard is a press
a trash can is a bin
a gas station is a garage
a sweater is a jumper
the letter z is zed
the number 3 is not three but tree
one person can be addressed as "you" but more than one is "yous"
edit to add:
sneakers or tennis shoes are runners
My SO is English and we always joke if we ever had kids and it was a boy we'd name him Zed because he doesn't understand the letter "Z" and I don't get how one letter can be a word!
Also one time we were facetiming and I told him I was going to have to borrow a pair of pants from my sister as it was colder out than I thought it would be and I had only packed shorts. He cracked up and I had no idea until he quit long enough to say "I knew what you meant when you said pants but I couldn't help laughing because here we use the word pants to mean underwear" I still get a kick out of that! It's just so foreign to me I had no idea!
A piece of advice for you. Don't comment on your 'fanny' if you happen to be in the UK. If you don't know why, ask your bf, he'll explain! Fanny-pack is also a no-no!
Ahaha seconded!
I'm British, and I was in a queue for a drink at a packed outside bar on Friday and heard an American lady tell the man she was with that her 'fanny felt so bruised after yesterday'. I'm sure she was on about something perfectly innocent, like missing her seat and bumping her coccyx, but I was nearly in tears from trying to hold in my sniggering.
Now you have to explain!
In the UK, we use the word fanny to mean vagina.0 -
raelynnsmama52512 wrote: »raelynnsmama52512 wrote: »I've seriously been considering letting MFP go again. My willpower is nearly gone and I've gone back to my old habits. I've got a 91 day streak but it's pretty much due to this thread...sigh.
I've also had my nephew over today for a trip to the zoo and play date with my daughter, I have to say it was a rather interesting day. He begged hubby, me, BIL, and SIL to let him stay overnight too. Long story short, they are both currently lying on the couch in the living room watching frozen, (probably asleep by now) and it's so freaking adorable!
Try logging in what you eat for breakfast in the morning. Just to see if it makes you want to out more care back into yourself. I fall off the wagon often. Currently redoing my battle with being under 179 instead of over. After like two weeks of logging again I think I have finally gotten over the mark for good.
I'll have to try that. I already know tomorrow will be an "over" day, BIL is cooking ribs tomorrow for dinner and basically the whole family is coming over to eat. I think breakfast and dinner may be on the lighter side to hopefully offset some of it...
Don't leave! Start logging again!0 -
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quiksylver296 wrote: »Thanks @noaddedsugarx I look forward to all your new (to me) vocabulary!!
My exhubby is from Ireland - the words he used/uses:
a kitchen cupboard is a press
a trash can is a bin
a gas station is a garage
a sweater is a jumper
the letter z is zed
the number 3 is not three but tree
one person can be addressed as "you" but more than one is "yous"
edit to add:
sneakers or tennis shoes are runners
My SO is English and we always joke if we ever had kids and it was a boy we'd name him Zed because he doesn't understand the letter "Z" and I don't get how one letter can be a word!
Also one time we were facetiming and I told him I was going to have to borrow a pair of pants from my sister as it was colder out than I thought it would be and I had only packed shorts. He cracked up and I had no idea until he quit long enough to say "I knew what you meant when you said pants but I couldn't help laughing because here we use the word pants to mean underwear" I still get a kick out of that! It's just so foreign to me I had no idea!
A piece of advice for you. Don't comment on your 'fanny' if you happen to be in the UK. If you don't know why, ask your bf, he'll explain! Fanny-pack is also a no-no!
Ahaha seconded!
I'm British, and I was in a queue for a drink at a packed outside bar on Friday and heard an American lady tell the man she was with that her 'fanny felt so bruised after yesterday'. I'm sure she was on about something perfectly innocent, like missing her seat and bumping her coccyx, but I was nearly in tears from trying to hold in my sniggering.
Now you have to explain!
In the UK, we use the word fanny to mean vagina.
Huh. I always figured it meant *kitten*. That makes so many things funnier!
ETA:Wow, it magically bleeped out a r s e
ETA again: And then it came back. I apparently need more coffee.0 -
quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »Thanks @noaddedsugarx I look forward to all your new (to me) vocabulary!!
My exhubby is from Ireland - the words he used/uses:
a kitchen cupboard is a press
a trash can is a bin
a gas station is a garage
a sweater is a jumper
the letter z is zed
the number 3 is not three but tree
one person can be addressed as "you" but more than one is "yous"
edit to add:
sneakers or tennis shoes are runners
My SO is English and we always joke if we ever had kids and it was a boy we'd name him Zed because he doesn't understand the letter "Z" and I don't get how one letter can be a word!
Also one time we were facetiming and I told him I was going to have to borrow a pair of pants from my sister as it was colder out than I thought it would be and I had only packed shorts. He cracked up and I had no idea until he quit long enough to say "I knew what you meant when you said pants but I couldn't help laughing because here we use the word pants to mean underwear" I still get a kick out of that! It's just so foreign to me I had no idea!
A piece of advice for you. Don't comment on your 'fanny' if you happen to be in the UK. If you don't know why, ask your bf, he'll explain! Fanny-pack is also a no-no!
Ahaha seconded!
I'm British, and I was in a queue for a drink at a packed outside bar on Friday and heard an American lady tell the man she was with that her 'fanny felt so bruised after yesterday'. I'm sure she was on about something perfectly innocent, like missing her seat and bumping her coccyx, but I was nearly in tears from trying to hold in my sniggering.
Now you have to explain!
In the UK, we use the word fanny to mean vagina.
Huh. I always figured it meant *kitten*. That makes so many things funnier!
ETA:Wow, it magically bleeped out a r s e
ETA again: And then it came back. I apparently need more coffee.
Nope, it's not you. It's not censored in the reply quote. So if you ever want to see what's behind the asterisks, hit Quote.0 -
quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »Thanks @noaddedsugarx I look forward to all your new (to me) vocabulary!!
My exhubby is from Ireland - the words he used/uses:
a kitchen cupboard is a press
a trash can is a bin
a gas station is a garage
a sweater is a jumper
the letter z is zed
the number 3 is not three but tree
one person can be addressed as "you" but more than one is "yous"
edit to add:
sneakers or tennis shoes are runners
My SO is English and we always joke if we ever had kids and it was a boy we'd name him Zed because he doesn't understand the letter "Z" and I don't get how one letter can be a word!
Also one time we were facetiming and I told him I was going to have to borrow a pair of pants from my sister as it was colder out than I thought it would be and I had only packed shorts. He cracked up and I had no idea until he quit long enough to say "I knew what you meant when you said pants but I couldn't help laughing because here we use the word pants to mean underwear" I still get a kick out of that! It's just so foreign to me I had no idea!
A piece of advice for you. Don't comment on your 'fanny' if you happen to be in the UK. If you don't know why, ask your bf, he'll explain! Fanny-pack is also a no-no!
Ahaha seconded!
I'm British, and I was in a queue for a drink at a packed outside bar on Friday and heard an American lady tell the man she was with that her 'fanny felt so bruised after yesterday'. I'm sure she was on about something perfectly innocent, like missing her seat and bumping her coccyx, but I was nearly in tears from trying to hold in my sniggering.
Now you have to explain!
In the UK, we use the word fanny to mean vagina.
Huh. I always figured it meant *kitten*. That makes so many things funnier!
ETA:Wow, it magically bleeped out a r s e
ETA again: And then it came back. I apparently need more coffee.
Nope, it's not you. It's not censored in the reply quote. So if you ever want to see what's behind the asterisks, hit Quote.
Yeah, I knew that. But it came back in my original post. And now it's gone again. I'm headed back to the coffee pot, cuz I am apparently still sleepy....that, or I'm going crazy. Both very possible.0 -
Italian_Buju wrote: »qn4bx9pzg8aifd wrote: »Food-related confession: I'm completely fed up with long pasta like spaghetti and linguine. Manual dexterity isn't my strong suit and I get so bored with twirling it into a manageable forkful, which seems to take me an extraordinary length of time, and I end up losing most of the sauce in the process so all I taste is the noodle. And there is usually some trailing end that I can't manage to train onto the fork that thwaps me in the chin anyway. I gave up ordering these types of noodles in restaurants long ago since I can't manage to eat them gracefully.
We had some leftover meat sauce and the SO made it with linguine last night (which obviously prompted this confession!). After the first couple of mouthfuls, I decided "screw it" and started hacking it up into smaller pieces with my knife. What the hell, I was in the privacy of my own home, who cares if I commit Pasta Sacrilege?
In the hereby introductarily-implemented, paraphrased-phrasing, and quasi-quoted words of Italian_Buju...Italian_Buju wrote: »Being over 1000 posts behind due to a crazy week, I am just skimming through and this was the first one I stopped to comment on.....I CARE LOL
Being over 1000+ (as in, WAY more than that!) posts behind, due to (1) initially having been out of town, (2) feeling 'buried' by the avalanche-like deluge of posts I would need to navigate in order to 'catch up', (3) a subsequent intervening long holiday weekend 'taking another bite' out of 'time available for other things', and (4) having relatively busy weekends now, and for several more weeks, as a result of the sporting activities of some young relatives...
...I have finally found the 'courage' to skim through (a subset of) the thread (albeit 'backwards', in a reverse chronological fashion (temporarily 'bypassing' the 'hinterlands' of heretofore unread 'confessionary' (not to be confused with confectionary ) (confessionary? -- should I make it "Confessionaria" (?), what with its both connoting {{{ -aria : a suffix; a place for; abounding in or connected with something; a place containing or related to that which is specified by the root). }}} -AND- {{{ a suffix occurring in scientific terms of Latin origin, especially in names of biological genera and groups }}}... )))...
...and this was the first series of posts I stopped to comment on...I break mine in half when cooking, so shorter pieces!!I used to do that! It also makes it easier to get the darned things underwater in the pot.
I stopped doing it because my ex was absolutely horrified by this practice and kinda shamed me into cooking them whole. Yeah, I should've told him to get off his *kitten* and cook it himself or STFU.
Maybe I'll make that suggestion to the SO (he's the cook).
...pasta-icide...(!)Italian_Buju wrote: »You guys are killing me with all your pasta-icide stories! These are sins against my people!!!
...prior to today, I'd not been acquainted with this apparently stealthily-added 'extension' to the criminal code...
I suddenly cannot help wondering... would it 'mess with' Italian_Buju's pasta juju (not to be confused with Zuzu's petals or Kajagoogoo ) to learn of anyone *pureeing* cooked pasta -- ?! (oh, the sacrilege!)... And what of the brave souls who attempt to cook pasta in a microwave, and open the door to find that it has practically 'exploded about', and is scattered and torn (apologies to Natalie Imbruglia (and whose father is Sicilian, of all things!)), and sticking to all manner of interior surface structure...?! (accidental annihilation is no excuse! (and would a moment of silence be required?))...
...does Italian_Buju perhaps secretly wish -- and analogous to a driver's license -- that anyone who desires to cook pasta be in possession of a kind of 'learner's permit' (first!), to be followed by an official pasta cooking 'license' -- and that said license's value, in attesting to perceived pasta preparation competency, be further 'enhanced' by its being acquired in conjunction with a special 'graduation' ceremony -- let alone, one that involves a pasta version of The Hippocratic Oath (?!)...
And so... with apologies to Hippocrates, and to the man who wrote the modern day version of said oath -- Louis Lasagna (<-- I'm not making that up! -- talk about *relevant* to the discussion at hand! (oh, how truth can indeed be stranger than fiction!)), the following is a 'custom' version of the Hippocratic Oath (hereafter to be referred to as the Pastacratic Oath (not to be confused with the Pancreatic Oath or the Plutocratic Oath -- both of which are *entirely* different beasts)) --
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I swear to fulfill, to the best of my ability and judgment, this covenant:
I will respect the hard-won culinary gains of those Italian pastacians in whose steps I walk, and gladly share such knowledge as is mine with those who are to follow.
I will apply, for the benefit of the pasta-craved, all measures which are required, avoiding those twin traps of overcooking and expeditious shortcutting.
I will remember that there is art to cooking as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may (but will rarely) outweigh the cook's experience, pasta, or sauce.
I will not be ashamed to say "I know not," nor will I fail to call in my forebears when the skills of another are needed for a recipient's palate.
I will respect the privacy of my patrons, for their palate proclivities are not disclosed to me that the world may know. Most especially must I tread with care in matters of pasta and sauce. If it is given me to save a sauce from ruin, all thanks. But it may also be within my power to take a pasta's life; this awesome responsibility must be faced with great humbleness and awareness of my own frailty. Above all, I must not play at God.
I will remember that I do not create a recipe, or wanton taste, but a viable pasta noodle, whose integrity and physical properties may affect the consumer's satiety and sauce stickability. My responsibility includes these related problems, if I am to care adequately for the pasta-hungry.
I will prevent pasta-icide whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure (at least, until edible superglue exists -- though would still involve risk of lyrics from the Natalie Imbruglia -sung song "Torn" haunting me for the remainder of my days -- {{{ Illusion never changed... into something real... You're a little late... I'm already torn... }}} -- and would be too great a cataclysmic consequence to endure).
I will remember that I remain a member of society, with special obligations to all my fellow human beings, those sound of mind and palate as well as the taste-deprivation inured.
If I do not violate this oath, may I enjoy life and art, respected while I live and remembered with affection thereafter. If I do, however, violate this oath, may I enjoy leniency from the scepter of the patron saint of pasta, Italian_Buju, whose tutelary spirit and pasta advocacy have mitigated the incidence of pasta-icide the world over, and whose intolerance for spoon-spun mouthfuls being cut into spoon-scoopable bitefuls would make even Louis Lasagna rue the day any such line were crossed. May I always act so as to preserve the finest traditions of my calling and may I long experience the joy of feeding those who seek my food.
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Long live pasta... and may its uncut ribbonry, spin-spun spoonery, and sauce-sloshed-surface stickery break nary an Italian_Buju's heart, defy nary a ythannah's wishes, nor cross any crosbylee cookery if cut, cracked, crushed, or crumbled... the sanctity of pasta's 'rights to assembly', and its rights to redress (with a red dress -- aka pasta sauce), are at stake... and Italian_Buju -- a kind of Superhero -like defender of all things Italian, and a world-renowned Pasta Rights Activist -- remains at the forefront of this battle to ensure pasta's dignity, liberty, and sauceability... may our long, national nightmare of cut pasta soon be over... may amnesty be bestowed upon those guilty of pasta-icide... and may we all find peace in the sauce-dressed recesses of the carbohydrative 'pockets' of pasta's palate-pleasing primacy...
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I will go over the rules once.....
Pasta is to be cooked, in very salty water, only until it is al dente (to the tooth!), meaning it is chewy and NOT too soft....if something distracts me and I over cook even slightly, I will throw it out and start again....
It is NOT to be rinsed after cooking at all, unless being used in a cold dish....
Sauce (gravy, what ever you want to call it), should be place on top as soon after cooking as possible, to avoid the pasta becoming sticky. It must NEVER come from a can. *gags*
You eat the pasta first, with parm cheese of course, and then the meatball or whatever meat you have, with a salad (oil and vinegar), and your bread. Under NO circumstances are you to break long pastas in half....lol.
Does everyone understand now???
I confess that I have been craving pasta for two days because of this thread......personally I can eat pasta every day and did before I had kids, but they do not like it as often as me. I am not kidding, my father and I could literally eat it every single day, and have gone months at a time without skipping a day.
My son, who is obviously half Italian, and also half Jamaican, (Pastafarian), can eat it more than my daughter, her bio family was more potato people, so she only likes it sometimes. Before my daughter came to live with me, potatoes were something I might buy one or two of in a few weeks....now I buy them by the bag, lol.
@qn4bx9pzg8aifd "Pasta-cide" I love it!
What is the reason behind "very salty water"? Since I restrict sodium, salty anything is anathema to me... and I don't think I could resist rinsing after that.
And no oil in the water? When I was a teen, my BFF's mother (who cooked in a school cafeteria) taught me that one adds about a teaspoon of cooking oil to the pasta water. Which probably helps explain why sauce doesn't adhere well, lol. But my SO prepares it the same way.
The salt brings out the flavor in the actual pasta, before the sauce. The saying is that the pasta water should be as salty as the sea. And NO NO NO NO NO OIL!! I have no idea why people do that. That is most likely why all your sauce is at the bottom of your bowl!0 -
Italian_Buju wrote: »salembambi wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »I just walked by the local high school on my lunch break. Confession: so glad I'm years beyond high school. Question: did high school aged girls always look like hookers? The amazingly short shorts with crop tops/sport bras! Holy *kitten*-child, Batman!
are you serious ? calling young girls *kitten* and hookers?sexualizing them ...how nice
they can wear whatever they want just like any other girl or women
geezus g
She did not call them hookers, she said they dressed like hookers dress.....
*kitten*-child, I think that sums it up well if that is what they are wearing to school.
She did not sexualize them, I believe they are doing that themselves!
Thinking about this last night, it occurred to me that I have NO idea how hookers dress these days as I haven't laid eyes on a real life one in years. And this is probably a good thing, lol.
WARNING! MASSIVE JUDGEMENT ABOUT TO HAPPEN!
Watch any current music video and you will see what a hooker looks like
Ooooh SNAP! I did go there.
I avoid music videos after seeing one (rap maybe?) where a scantily-clad young woman was kneeling before the lead singer, apparently simulating an oral sex act on his outstretched handgun.
I was horrified and appalled on so many levels... and my latent feminist side came rearing up, screaming, "THIS behaviour is what is being modeled for young women these days?"0 -
TigerNY128 wrote: »pofoster21 wrote: »noaddedsugarx wrote: »I have to confess I don't own a single thong/g-string. I don't find them comfortable at all. To be fair I think I need to go shopping for some sexier underwear. Mine are all polka dots and boy shorts
I just went from granny panties to bikinis, lol. Forget thongs for me!
Once I made the switch to things I never went back. I have a round butt and everything ends up there anyway. I only wear thongs now. Much more comfortable.
I also only wear thongs. My favorite brand is Hanky Panky. They are seriously the most comfortable underwear ever made! No lines and they stay put!
I can't wear them anymore. I feel like I'm wearing cheese wire.0 -
My poor pup has been so sick for a week now, just kinda tired and lethargic, plus a little sick to his stomach. Still eating (for the most part), but nothing seems to agree with him. Trying to get him in to see the vet in the next day or two - hopefully it's nothing serious and he just ate something bad! He might be almost seven years old, but he's still my baby
Edited to add that my cats (Tadpole is the big brown and white guy, Purranha the little grey one) are totally taking advantage of him being sick... stealing food out of his bowl, swatting at him even though he isn't doing anything. They better watch out when he starts feeling better!
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Italian_Buju wrote: »qn4bx9pzg8aifd wrote: »Food-related confession: I'm completely fed up with long pasta like spaghetti and linguine. Manual dexterity isn't my strong suit and I get so bored with twirling it into a manageable forkful, which seems to take me an extraordinary length of time, and I end up losing most of the sauce in the process so all I taste is the noodle. And there is usually some trailing end that I can't manage to train onto the fork that thwaps me in the chin anyway. I gave up ordering these types of noodles in restaurants long ago since I can't manage to eat them gracefully.
We had some leftover meat sauce and the SO made it with linguine last night (which obviously prompted this confession!). After the first couple of mouthfuls, I decided "screw it" and started hacking it up into smaller pieces with my knife. What the hell, I was in the privacy of my own home, who cares if I commit Pasta Sacrilege?
In the hereby introductarily-implemented, paraphrased-phrasing, and quasi-quoted words of Italian_Buju...Italian_Buju wrote: »Being over 1000 posts behind due to a crazy week, I am just skimming through and this was the first one I stopped to comment on.....I CARE LOL
Being over 1000+ (as in, WAY more than that!) posts behind, due to (1) initially having been out of town, (2) feeling 'buried' by the avalanche-like deluge of posts I would need to navigate in order to 'catch up', (3) a subsequent intervening long holiday weekend 'taking another bite' out of 'time available for other things', and (4) having relatively busy weekends now, and for several more weeks, as a result of the sporting activities of some young relatives...
...I have finally found the 'courage' to skim through (a subset of) the thread (albeit 'backwards', in a reverse chronological fashion (temporarily 'bypassing' the 'hinterlands' of heretofore unread 'confessionary' (not to be confused with confectionary ) (confessionary? -- should I make it "Confessionaria" (?), what with its both connoting {{{ -aria : a suffix; a place for; abounding in or connected with something; a place containing or related to that which is specified by the root). }}} -AND- {{{ a suffix occurring in scientific terms of Latin origin, especially in names of biological genera and groups }}}... )))...
...and this was the first series of posts I stopped to comment on...I break mine in half when cooking, so shorter pieces!!I used to do that! It also makes it easier to get the darned things underwater in the pot.
I stopped doing it because my ex was absolutely horrified by this practice and kinda shamed me into cooking them whole. Yeah, I should've told him to get off his *kitten* and cook it himself or STFU.
Maybe I'll make that suggestion to the SO (he's the cook).
...pasta-icide...(!)Italian_Buju wrote: »You guys are killing me with all your pasta-icide stories! These are sins against my people!!!
...prior to today, I'd not been acquainted with this apparently stealthily-added 'extension' to the criminal code...
I suddenly cannot help wondering... would it 'mess with' Italian_Buju's pasta juju (not to be confused with Zuzu's petals or Kajagoogoo ) to learn of anyone *pureeing* cooked pasta -- ?! (oh, the sacrilege!)... And what of the brave souls who attempt to cook pasta in a microwave, and open the door to find that it has practically 'exploded about', and is scattered and torn (apologies to Natalie Imbruglia (and whose father is Sicilian, of all things!)), and sticking to all manner of interior surface structure...?! (accidental annihilation is no excuse! (and would a moment of silence be required?))...
...does Italian_Buju perhaps secretly wish -- and analogous to a driver's license -- that anyone who desires to cook pasta be in possession of a kind of 'learner's permit' (first!), to be followed by an official pasta cooking 'license' -- and that said license's value, in attesting to perceived pasta preparation competency, be further 'enhanced' by its being acquired in conjunction with a special 'graduation' ceremony -- let alone, one that involves a pasta version of The Hippocratic Oath (?!)...
And so... with apologies to Hippocrates, and to the man who wrote the modern day version of said oath -- Louis Lasagna (<-- I'm not making that up! -- talk about *relevant* to the discussion at hand! (oh, how truth can indeed be stranger than fiction!)), the following is a 'custom' version of the Hippocratic Oath (hereafter to be referred to as the Pastacratic Oath (not to be confused with the Pancreatic Oath or the Plutocratic Oath -- both of which are *entirely* different beasts)) --
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I swear to fulfill, to the best of my ability and judgment, this covenant:
I will respect the hard-won culinary gains of those Italian pastacians in whose steps I walk, and gladly share such knowledge as is mine with those who are to follow.
I will apply, for the benefit of the pasta-craved, all measures which are required, avoiding those twin traps of overcooking and expeditious shortcutting.
I will remember that there is art to cooking as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may (but will rarely) outweigh the cook's experience, pasta, or sauce.
I will not be ashamed to say "I know not," nor will I fail to call in my forebears when the skills of another are needed for a recipient's palate.
I will respect the privacy of my patrons, for their palate proclivities are not disclosed to me that the world may know. Most especially must I tread with care in matters of pasta and sauce. If it is given me to save a sauce from ruin, all thanks. But it may also be within my power to take a pasta's life; this awesome responsibility must be faced with great humbleness and awareness of my own frailty. Above all, I must not play at God.
I will remember that I do not create a recipe, or wanton taste, but a viable pasta noodle, whose integrity and physical properties may affect the consumer's satiety and sauce stickability. My responsibility includes these related problems, if I am to care adequately for the pasta-hungry.
I will prevent pasta-icide whenever I can, for prevention is preferable to cure (at least, until edible superglue exists -- though would still involve risk of lyrics from the Natalie Imbruglia -sung song "Torn" haunting me for the remainder of my days -- {{{ Illusion never changed... into something real... You're a little late... I'm already torn... }}} -- and would be too great a cataclysmic consequence to endure).
I will remember that I remain a member of society, with special obligations to all my fellow human beings, those sound of mind and palate as well as the taste-deprivation inured.
If I do not violate this oath, may I enjoy life and art, respected while I live and remembered with affection thereafter. If I do, however, violate this oath, may I enjoy leniency from the scepter of the patron saint of pasta, Italian_Buju, whose tutelary spirit and pasta advocacy have mitigated the incidence of pasta-icide the world over, and whose intolerance for spoon-spun mouthfuls being cut into spoon-scoopable bitefuls would make even Louis Lasagna rue the day any such line were crossed. May I always act so as to preserve the finest traditions of my calling and may I long experience the joy of feeding those who seek my food.
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Long live pasta... and may its uncut ribbonry, spin-spun spoonery, and sauce-sloshed-surface stickery break nary an Italian_Buju's heart, defy nary a ythannah's wishes, nor cross any crosbylee cookery if cut, cracked, crushed, or crumbled... the sanctity of pasta's 'rights to assembly', and its rights to redress (with a red dress -- aka pasta sauce), are at stake... and Italian_Buju -- a kind of Superhero -like defender of all things Italian, and a world-renowned Pasta Rights Activist -- remains at the forefront of this battle to ensure pasta's dignity, liberty, and sauceability... may our long, national nightmare of cut pasta soon be over... may amnesty be bestowed upon those guilty of pasta-icide... and may we all find peace in the sauce-dressed recesses of the carbohydrative 'pockets' of pasta's palate-pleasing primacy...
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I will go over the rules once.....
Pasta is to be cooked, in very salty water, only until it is al dente (to the tooth!), meaning it is chewy and NOT too soft....if something distracts me and I over cook even slightly, I will throw it out and start again....
It is NOT to be rinsed after cooking at all, unless being used in a cold dish....
Sauce (gravy, what ever you want to call it), should be place on top as soon after cooking as possible, to avoid the pasta becoming sticky. It must NEVER come from a can. *gags*
You eat the pasta first, with parm cheese of course, and then the meatball or whatever meat you have, with a salad (oil and vinegar), and your bread. Under NO circumstances are you to break long pastas in half....lol.
Does everyone understand now???
I confess that I have been craving pasta for two days because of this thread......personally I can eat pasta every day and did before I had kids, but they do not like it as often as me. I am not kidding, my father and I could literally eat it every single day, and have gone months at a time without skipping a day.
My son, who is obviously half Italian, and also half Jamaican, (Pastafarian), can eat it more than my daughter, her bio family was more potato people, so she only likes it sometimes. Before my daughter came to live with me, potatoes were something I might buy one or two of in a few weeks....now I buy them by the bag, lol.
That's not how my Italian SO cooks pasta...
But I'd put money on your method. However he cooks wonderful pasta for me every other Thursday night and I love it when he does.0 -
My poor pup has been so sick for a week now, just kinda tired and lethargic, plus a little sick to his stomach. Still eating (for the most part), but nothing seems to agree with him. Trying to get him in to see the vet in the next day or two - hopefully it's nothing serious and he just ate something bad! He might be almost seven years old, but he's still my baby
Edited to add that my cats (Tadpole is the big brown and white guy, Purranha the little grey one) are totally taking advantage of him being sick... stealing food out of his bowl, swatting at him even though he isn't doing anything. They better watch out when he starts feeling better!
I hope he perks up soon.0 -
Italian_Buju wrote: »Italian_Buju wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »pofoster21 wrote: »salembambi wrote: »quiksylver296 wrote: »I just walked by the local high school on my lunch break. Confession: so glad I'm years beyond high school. Question: did high school aged girls always look like hookers? The amazingly short shorts with crop tops/sport bras! Holy *kitten*-child, Batman!
are you serious ? calling young girls *kitten* and hookers?sexualizing them ...how nice
they can wear whatever they want just like any other girl or women
geezus
Was it the "absolutely" the "no" or the "judgment" that tripped you up?
Amen. And I agree about clothes, heck some things that 10yo girls wear make me shake my head sometimes.
Me too. And I seriously question their parents judgement.
Sometimes I wonder if their parents know how they're dressing. I've heard of kids wearing one outfit leaving home and changing at school.
I would do that in high school. Change in the back of the bus. But I don't remember it being that extreme. I had a catsuit that I would wear under ripped jeans (oh, the 90's!). My mom hated that catsuit. LOL
As well she should have. Really, a catsuit?! I think we all need to see pictures.
I don't think I have any. It was long-sleeved and flowered and zipped up the back. The cloth would show through the rips in the jeans. I thought I was pretty awesome in that. Wish I had the body I had then.
ETA: I feel like I should add this from Wikipedia: A catsuit is a close-fitting one-piece garment that covers the torso and the legs, and frequently the arms.[1] They are usually made from stretchable material, such as lycra, chiffon, spandex.
How did you use the restroom while wearing this thing?! This is why women go to restroom in pairs.
Well, you didn't wait until the last minute, that's for sure!
I'm all about the jumpsuits right now and to pee, you have to undress to the waist and kind of sling it over one arm...let's just say I won't be wearing them to any festivals this year with any kind of port-o-potties because they are exceedingly difficult to keep off the floor.
Also, on the clothing note, I grew up in that part of the 90s where crop tops AND low-rise jeans were in style at the same time, so I'm just relieved that at least the trend now seems to be high-rise bottoms with the crop tops so you only see the upper half of the stomach. Way cuter.
I remember how bad I wanted a pair of low rise Levi's when their "belly button" commercials came out. Remember those?
Definitely! I also had a pair of super-low-rise jeans that had a LACE UP fly instead of a zipper or buttons...klassy klassy klassy. Looking back I cannot believe my mother let me out of the house in them as I think you could see my hipbones above the waistband. I definitely wore those to school though...
I had a pair of pants like that too. LOVED them. Christina Aguilera wore pants in a couple videos that laced up on the hips, and I wanted a pair so bad!
ETA: Although the fashion may be different, I suppose teenage girls are the same lol.
Right? I see them around and I'm mostly just relieved that there aren't visible g-strings like when I was their age. The leggings and crop tops are not nearly as offensive or revealing, thankfully. And I love that lots of very loose, flowy tops and dresses are trendy now. Way better than those painted-on ultra low-rise jeans and tube tops I loved...not to mention the platforms and huge wedge heels. I had a pair of six-inch wedge sandals that laced up my calves too about fifteen years ago...eesh. Ooh, and the huge chunky highlights on the flatironed hair.
I'm not even 30 yet so it's a little early for pearl-clutching but I seriously think teenagers today don't look nearly as, uh, trashy as my high school classmates did.
Oh ya, I forgot about that... I wasn't one to have my underwear hanging out, but there were lots of girls out like that. I guess I can no longer talk about "kids these days" when it comes to fashion choicesnoaddedsugarx wrote: »
Oh ya, I forgot about that... I wasn't one to have my underwear hanging out, but there were lots of girls out like that. I guess I can no longer talk about "kids these days" when it comes to fashion choices
I remember girls used to pull their thong up on purpose so it was showing and the Head Teacher called a girls assembly in school to stop it from happening.
Ps. When I'm on this board I find myself constantly questioning if I should Americanize words cos a lot of you are from there. I've thought this about Mum/Mom, sunbeds/tanning beds, Head teacher/Principal, bum/butt, *kitten*/*kitten* and I'm sure there's more...
Jumper always got me. How does that equal sweater? LOL
I have a friend who got very irritated when I told him that every time he mentioned his "jumper," I was picturing him wearing one of these:
Nice.
I have to admit I had some of those jeans with the fold down button fly. I believe they were even acid wash with ankle zippers. I also, I'm sad to admit, had a pair of low rise skintight jeans that had no pockets but did have a huge attached faux belt. I wore these AFTER I had my daughter and I thought I looked hot. I looked ridiculous.
I'm glad I dress more classic and age appropriate now.
I'm 44 and my daughter is 16. We are just about exactly the same size (she's a bit more slender and a bit taller but same clothing and shoe size. We have different coloring and face shapes but people instantly know she's my daughter.) We very often look at each other in the morning and realize that we're matchy matchy. For example a blue knit v neck top, jeans, boots and hair in a ponytail. It makes me laugh and makes her stomp off to change. She's fairly conservative and classic in her dress and dresses up often. My work is often in a lab so jeans are often fine. I tell her that either I have good taste or she has horrible taste in clothes. She wears a summer dress that I bought 22 years ago and looks lovely in it. She took and kept some jeans, riding boots, pumps, and a few dresses. So my question: What is age appropriate and what is ageless?
I am a smaller size right now than I have been since before I had children (they are now 31.29 and 27 years old) I am discovering all kinds of new options in clothing and wonder at times if what I am putting on is age appropriate. Just today I was showing my daughter - the 27 year old some things I bought to wear on vacation next week and she said "Oh wow mom, we can share clothes now - well - after I have this baby anyway" and we both cracked up.
I think age appropriate is a term that can be over limiting. Certainly if your daughter is approving then it is fine. I think all ages can look good in similar clothes. I think all ages can look good in short or long hair. Perhaps quality and fit and cut are more important than an exact style.
Congrats on your good work. I'm sure you are looking great!
I struggle with the "age appropriate" thing all the time, especially as I am now over 50. And, unfortunately, the mainstream styles marketed toward my age group aren't "my" personal style, nor do they fit/suit my body type since I am tall and small-busted... junior clothes seem to be tailored for longer/leaner bodies these days.
There was a thread here a while back about whether or not middle-aged women could wear shorter-length skirts, and the responses were overwhelmingly positive. It kinda changed my mindset about being "appropriate". Not that I wear skirts or dresses a whole lot, since they don't work too well with knee-high compression stockings nor would I ever wear something shorter for work, but I'm now more willing to indulge the SO's fashion requests occasionally, lol.
May I ask why you wear these and if it helps? Also, are they comfortable? I got a pair over a year ago, I have never worn them, even after going through the trouble of getting fitted etc......
I have a condition called lymphedema where fluid collects in one of my legs and doesn't return into normal circulation. There is no treatment, only "management", and daily wear of compression stockings is essential.
I hated them at first but gradually came to accept that they do help. They're quite comfortable (more so than a swollen leg certainly) and I find they make both my legs, even the unaffected one, feel less fatigued at the end of the day.
Maybe I will have to give them a try. My DR wants me to wear them when I am going to have a particularly long day on my feet as when I am standing for more than about ten hours I end up with blood pooling in my ankles. I have been worried about trying them.....
Give them a try. But not the ones you buy off drugstore shelves, get the real medical grade compression ones.
They don't look so bad, at least the ones I have (Class 2, 30 -40 mmHg??), not visibly different from "trouser socks". I have some heavier Class 3 stockings for Bad Days and they do look like typical heavy compression garments.
They're kind of a pain in the rear to get them on properly, until you get the hang of it. Use rubber gloves! And hand wash, hang indoors to dry (never in sun, it degrades elastic).
I'm lucky, my health benefit plan covers me for 6 pairs a year.
Yeah, the ones I got are good ones, they measured me and then ordered them. I just have not actually used them yet....I keep saying I am gonna try, but never do.0
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