The Conservative Cave
The Bar => The Lounge => Topic started by: Miss Mia on January 05, 2009, 09:23:51 PM
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Here's a few things that make my life grand:
Freshly laundered sheets
Broccoli Cheese Soup
Bananas
What things do you love?
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You're asking the men on this board? Hmmm...lemme guess here...
Bewbs. Beerz. Blowups. Hot Buffalo wings (bleu cheese only, not that ranch crap.)
Yep. Pretty much covers it. And I'm pretty sure every male poster here will agree with at least three of the four.
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The first sight upon entering a gun show.
Putting on a new pair of socks fresh out of the package.
When, on a cold day, my truck's heater actually starts blowing hot air.
The smell of burnt gunpowder.
Watching Mrs. Tantal blow-dry her hair........nekkid. :naughty:
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Coffee.
The morning after a huge snow just before the sun comes up.
The ocean.
Waking up to a kiss.
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-The passion in my 5-year-old granddaughter's desciption of her first love - the boy she intends to marry. His name is Avery, and the moon must have just been hung.
-My old deaf poodle, who now walks up to his favorite chair - head first - and waits for me to lift him onto it. It's a scam.
-The phone calls from my wife so far away.
-The contact from my kids who are so sure I am going to die alone any minute now.
-My lifelong blessing from Our Lord.
(in no particular order)
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I love my life.
I love how I am never in need and even when problems or needs seem to appear, the solution is always right there if I just open my eyes and have a little patience.
I love the world and how everything in it is perfect, just like that Louis Armstrong song
I love Think-O2 tea
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God's love
my nephew in all his ginger-haired innocence (or would lack of innocence be a better description, given his knack for being a little devil sometimes? :p )
a smooch from the boyfriend at midnight on New Years Eve. I'm surprised I still remember it, given how "gone" I was. :uhsure: :innocent: Don't tell him I said that. :bolt: j/k
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This sounds like a song from "The Sound of Music"---"these are a few of my favorite things".
My list of who and what I love:
My husband and
Long weekends together (drat, back to the old 5 day work week now)
Our greyhounds and watching the little pack interact.
The new grandbaby---he's adorable, just got a pic of him with his first smile.
Dark chocolate. My fav little girl in the world (niece's little one) put the foil wrappers back on the dark Hershey's. She spotted the dark Dove's and said she wanted the better candy. :-)
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Dark chocolate. My fav little girl in the world (niece's little one) put the foil wrappers back on the dark Hershey's. She spotted the dark Dove's and said she wanted the better candy. :-)
LOL, she's learning early, isn't she? Just be careful and make sure she doesn't discover Ghirardelli TOO early... :uhsure::lmao:
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LOL, she's learning early, isn't she? Just be careful and make sure she doesn't discover Ghirardelli TOO early... :uhsure::lmao:
SR and I had a little brunch for 8 yesterday. She was so happy that her mommy brought some of the pastries from Panera. There were some deep, deep chocolate pieces of cakes, along with sticky rolls and those little chocolate chip muffies.
Little Gwen had chocolate all over her face. Of course she grabbed the piece of chocolate cake. :-) I usually give her chocolate candy to take home, but suspected my niece wouldn't be too happy for the little one to OD on chocolate.
It's soooo much fun to spoil them and then send them home.
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This sounds like a song from "The Sound of Music"---"these are a few of my favorite things".
My list of who and what I love:
My husband and
Long weekends together (drat, back to the old 5 day work week now)
Our greyhounds and watching the little pack interact.
The new grandbaby---he's adorable, just got a pic of him with his first smile.
Dark chocolate. My fav little girl in the world (niece's little one) put the foil wrappers back on the dark Hershey's. She spotted the dark Dove's and said she wanted the better candy. :-)
That is sweet.
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Dark chocolate. My fav little girl in the world (niece's little one) put the foil wrappers back on the dark Hershey's. She spotted the dark Dove's and said she wanted the better candy. :-)
I love Dark Chocolate and this time of year they have the dark chocolate fairy food and that is the best.
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SR and I had a little brunch for 8 yesterday. She was so happy that her mommy brought some of the pastries from Panera. There were some deep, deep chocolate pieces of cakes, along with sticky rolls and those little chocolate chip muffies.
Little Gwen had chocolate all over her face. Of course she grabbed the piece of chocolate cake. :-) I usually give her chocolate candy to take home, but suspected my niece wouldn't be too happy for the little one to OD on chocolate.
It's soooo much fun to spoil them and then send them home.
Yeah it is. Charlie is so easy to please though. My mom bought him this little plastic Goldfish container meant to hold, what else, goldfish crackers... he had so much fun with that, and when the container snapped shut, he would bring it to one of us to open up for him again so he could have his treat. He also loved to walk up to this little alligator (mom bought it for my stepdad for Christmas... we're Louisiana folk, so gifts along that theme are common) that is built somewhat like those deer you see in the yards at Christmas time, covered in lights and some have the moving heads... he would "smack" the gator and run away. Charlie's growing up in an LSU/Ole Miss household, what do you expect? :fuelfire: :p
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Iced tea, two parts Lipton, one part peppermint.
The sound of the wind blowing thru pine trees in Colorado.
Watching kids open up Christmas presents.
a sizzling steak.
An MST3K marathon.
Knowing that the gang at CC still let me hang with them, even though I'm not cool enough.
any PM from Mama.
Fudge.
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Iced tea, two parts Lipton, one part peppermint.
The sound of the wind blowing thru pine trees in Colorado.
Watching kids open up Christmas presents.
a sizzling steak.
An MST3K marathon.
Knowing that the gang at CC still let me hang with them, even though I'm not cool enough.any PM from Mama.
Fudge.
You are the coolest...... You know what I love about you...?... your redundant n's. :-)
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I like smokin' me some grass
Gettin' cut with glass
Sniffin' my cocaine
and pain
I like noses full of snot
Dead things when they rot
Belchin' just for fun
and scum
And I like you, too
I like smackin' little boys
Breakin' all their toys
Needles in my arm
and harm
I like spearin' little dogs
Eatin' little frogs
Screamin' in the night
and fright
And I like you, too
I like knuckles when they pop
Screamin' at a cop
Bugs around my ears
and tears
I like steppin' on a nail
Spittin' in a pail
Cookin' me a rat
and bats
And I like you, too
I like lizards in the grass
Smelling' raunchy gas
Slippin' on some ice
and lice
I like catchin' me the flu
Snails in a stew
Armpits when they're wet
and sweat
And I like you, too
I like chancres on my tongue
Sniffin' monkey dung
Scumbags of all sorts
and warts
I like barfin' on nice rugs
Chewin' little slugs
Leeches suckin' blood
and mud
And I like you, too
I like layin' in the sewer
Walkin' in manure
Coughin' up some glops
and slops
I like beatin' up some punks
Odor from some skunks
Smellin' garbage burn
and worms
And I like you, too!!!!
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Knowing that the gang at CC still let me hang with them, even though I'm not cool enough.
I always just assume 90% of the people feel the same way here. That way I know I am only another dork in a big cave FULL of dorks. :-)
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WTF??? We're supposed to be sensitive, caring men in this thread?
Why wasn't I notified!
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Seriously, hearing my two daughters laugh.
Any quiet moment with my wife.
The intro to my band's version of "Messin' with the Kid."
A Cigar outside on a crisp fall day with the outdoor fireplace going and a Bailey's Rocks.
Quiet Sunday mornings with coffee and the NYT crossword.
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Watching someone walk down the aisle at the end of church services knowing the decision they are making will change them for eternity. It doesn't get any better than that.
Then there's the little stuff:
Dark chocolate :drool:
My wife's cooking :drool:
Spending a few days in a cabin in the Smoky Mountains with my wife
Watching a cat having a bath on the top of a chair...and falling off. :-)
Fall colors.
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My Wife
My Son
Brewin' up a batch of homemade barbecue sauce to mop over a rack or six of babyback ribs
Flying VFR at 16,000 with visibility 10k/10mi.
Scud running at 7,000 with visibility just barely above minimums.
Feeling the mainsheet tugging in one hand and the tiller tugging in the other, and the wind in my face.
Feeling the muscles in my arms and back quivering under tension at full draw as a nice fat 8-point mulie cautiously saunters into my kill box.
Hot summers, Cold winters and spectacularly beautiful springs and falls.
Helping my son set up the tent on a camping trip.
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- God's blessings - waaaaay too many to name here
- Mrs. E. because she puts up with me
- Performing music (big band jazz/swing is a personal favorite)
- Listening to well-performed music
- The smell of fresh-baked bread, recently fallen autumn leaves, and freshly overturned soil (don't ask me why - it just smells good)
- Sounds - a train in the distance in the middle of the night, a pipe organ with all the stops pulled playing Bach, Belle's (our golden retriever) gentle snores
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When God teaches me a well deserved lesson
The smell in the air in Spring
a big container of rose moss in summer
eating breakfast at my favorite restaurant
watching my Granny with Alzheimer's see my son and finally wake up enough to give him a hug and talk to him
finding a $20 in my pocket from last winter
school pictures of my kids
watching movie with my hubby
seeing my family during holidays
the way my littlest niece and nephews say my name
snow
bonfires
giggling at liberals
little kid football games
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- The smell of leather (walking into a tack store, or leather goods store....divine!)
- The first sip of a perfect cup of hot tea in the morning.
- Watching my daughter dance.
- A good clean hit in football.
- Any awesome double play.
- Watching a child succeed after stuggling with something.
- Lying in bed on Christmas morning and listening to the kids as they get inot their stockings in the living room.
- Holding hands with my husband.
- Hugs.
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My Sweet of Heart.....
My children and grandchild....
A couple of very dear friends....
Cooking for family and friends....and seeing them enjoy the food.
Chocolate....
Fishin' on the flats off of Key West on a clear morning....before the sun gets high and the fish are just startin' to wake up.....a barracuda comin' cross the flats, grabbin' the tube lure, takin' off with it, the line zippin' through the reel. Catchin' it.....lettin' it go and seein' it swim off.
Curling up with one or more of the cats, a good book, a cup of tea and my blanket on a rainy or cold afternoon.
Chocolate.....
Holding a new baby.....knowing that God has created yet another miracle.
Walking into St Peter's Basilica and just knowing that God was there with me.
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I always just assume 90% of the people feel the same way here. That way I know I am only another dork in a big cave FULL of dorks. :-)
I am most certainly NOT a dork. :p
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* God and His unfathomable love and infinite forgiveness through Christ Jesus (the latter of which I need a LOT of)
* my wife
* my firstborn son and how super-smart he is
* my daughter and how super-cute she is
* my newborn son and how super-sweet he is
* my family and in-laws
* my church
* my Dad's Bible
* the "Every Man" series of Christian books
* my Blazer (mostly - needs a few little fixes)
* my denim longcoat
* my 20-foot Doctor Who scarf
* my hometown
* my state (despite Franken-stein and the other Democrats)
* my country
* my job
* Mountain Dew
* Vanilla Coke
* chocolate
* cotton candy (fresh from the county fair once a year)
* Bit-O-Honey
* steak and potatoes
* mac and cheese
* Double Stuf Oreos
* the Lord of the Rings movies
* Brad Stine's comedy
* Irish folk music and almost anything similar in sound
* the 4th Doctor
* cats
* my sister's dachshund
* Lost
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You men are such women I swear. :tongue:
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I like smokin' me some grass
Gettin' cut with glass
Sniffin' my cocaine
and pain
I like noses full of snot
Dead things when they rot
Belchin' just for fun
and scum
And I like you, too...
...I like layin' in the sewer
Walkin' in manure
Coughin' up some glops
and slops
I like beatin' up some punks
Odor from some skunks
Smellin' garbage burn
and worms
And I like you, too!!!!
Freedumb, thanks for the tribute to Tom T. Hall. :II:
edit: because DefiantSix needs to be retrained how to read
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Big ole booty
Big ole boobs
Booze
Football
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I am most certainly NOT a dork. :p
Dorkette?
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OK Everyone at CC except BEG is a dork.
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OK Everyone at CC except BEG is a dork.
I beg your pardon!
I am most certainly NOT a DORK.
I am a Geek, Nerd or Dweeb, thank-you very much. I resent the suggestion that I may be a DORK!
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I beg your pardon!
I am most certainly NOT a DORK.
I am a Geek, Nerd or Dweeb, thank-you very much. I resent the suggestion that I may be a DORK!
Yeah, Dorkdom is a pretty unforgiving place and it's not wise to go there after dark. For that reason, it's better to hang out in the Geek areas. The Nerd Room is okay in a pinch, but the Dweeb Shack is real borderline.
It's best to stay away from Dorkdom.
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Walks on the beach when it is isolated with the sound of the waves crashing ashore
A big cup of hot cocoa with marshmallows and whipped cream
Sunday mornings
My kitties when they purr
Hot bubble baths on Sunday nights served with chilled white wine :-)
Brunch at the Delano on South Beach's Ocean Drive
European dark chocolates, especially Godiva's hazelnut truffles
Fresh, white high-thread count linens on my bed with soft fluffy pillows
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It's best to stay away from Dorkdom.
I'm proud to be a dork...I get Dennis Miller jokes while everyone around me scratches their heads... :-)
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OK then, how about me, hawkgirl, and MrMannn get to be the dorks in the cave and the rest of you guys can just be the wannabes. :-)
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OK then, how about me, hawkgirl, and MrMannn get to be the dorks in the cave and the rest of you guys can just be the wannabes. :-)
But I'm not a dork, and I have no desire to be a dork. I couldn't even fit into that category.
I'll just stick to my own pidgeon-holing as a Geek. The geeks will take over the earth eventually (if we can ever agree on an operating system for the Borg nano-probes that'll make y'all part of the Geek collective.)
Beware of Geeks bearing gifts.
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But I'm not a dork, and I have no desire to be a dork. I couldn't even fit into that category.
I'll just stick to my own pidgeon-holing as a Geek. The geeks will take over the earth eventually (if we can ever agree on an operating system for the Borg nano-probes that'll make y'all part of the Geek collective.)
Beware of Geeks bearing gifts.
The geek card trumps the dork card :hammer:
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OK Everyone at CC except BEG is a dork.
That speaks volumes about what you think BEG must be instead. You are so mean! :innocent:
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beer.
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Well lets see
I love my job and the people I work with.
I love my family of course.
And I love Jack in the Box Ultimate Cheeseburgers.
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But I'm not a dork, and I have no desire to be a dork. I couldn't even fit into that category.
I'll just stick to my own pidgeon-holing as a Geek. The geeks will take over the earth eventually (if we can ever agree on an operating system for the Borg nano-probes that'll make y'all part of the Geek collective.)
Beware of Geeks bearing gifts.
(http://carlnet.no-ip.org/geeks-bearing-gifts.jpg)
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I love the glisten of the world after an ice storm, especially at sun rise.
I love the scent of lilacs, like my great-grandparent's grew
I love watching my kids be silly and happy
I love listening to my husband sing
I love a thunderstorm rolling in...the clouds, the wind, the lightning, the wonderful smell of the rain
I love the smell of cut grass
I love the smell of pine trees, especially on a chilly morning in the mountains
I love watching my whole family cram into my brother's house on holidays, even though we all miss those that can't be there anymore
I love the Creator Who gifted me with all these joys, and sorrows
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And I love Jack in the Box Ultimate Cheeseburgers.
Now come on Servo, any self respecting Houstonian/Texan would love Whataburgers.
:-)
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- A good Churchill cigar
- A good Irish whiskey (12yo or older)
- Football
- Arguing about Football
(Sometimes you can get all of the above at Anthony's Cigar Bar & Grill)
- Morning s-e-x :o Hey, it's a great way to start the day
- A great steak (The City Chop House's 'steak au poivre', brushed with crushed black pepper, flamed in cognac and served over a Red (Burgundy) wine demi glaze
- Playing Madden Football
- Thanksgiving at the parents house (missed it last year)
- A really good book
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- A good Churchill cigar
- A good Irish whiskey (12yo or older)
- Football
- Arguing about Football
(Sometimes you can get all of the above at Anthony's Cigar Bar & Grill)
- Morning s-e-x :o Hey, it's a great way to start the day
- A great steak (The City Chop House's 'steak au poivre', brushed with crushed black pepper, flamed in cognac and served over a Red (Burgundy) wine demi glaze
- Playing Madden Football
- Thanksgiving at the parents house (missed it last year)
- A really good book
Would it be a faux pas to call you a PRETENTIOUS ASSHOLE!!!! :rotf:
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Would it be a faux pas to call you a PRETENTIOUS *******!!!!
:lmao: You incorrigibble vagabond! How dare you! :lmao:
Only from the standpoint that I only know of that steak because I served it much more than I ate it.
But I would use my employee discount to buy one rare (to take home and finish cooking) at least once a week.
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I forgot to add Onion Tater Tots.
:)
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I love my wife. I married "up." I don't deserve her but I spend all my time trying to make it up tp the bottom rung of the ladder.
I love/d my beloved kitties -- Neysa (d/18yo) and Musica (d/25/yo) -- more on another post.
My Mom was the finest woman to ever draw breath. She SINGLE-HANDEDLY raised 7 kids alone. Yeah, Dad was around and tossed in a few shekels but he didn't really contribute. Picture this my friends: A woman, divorced with 7 kids -- many "gifted" (=pain in the ass) who works all day to keep the house running, then goes to college in the evening and gets an AA and a great accounting job and ends up writing accounting procedure manuals for ADP - corporate!
And I was the worst. I probably took 10 or 20 years off of her life.
She was so shamed to take welfare, but did it for our sakes. She dedicated every waking moment to getting off it. She taught all of us the meaning of self-respect and self-reliance. She died in her early 60s from just too much life and too few breaks. She taught all of us the wonderment of reading and the importance of grammar and the proper use of the English Language.
She worked so hard, for so long. She achieved her goal of getting us off of welfare. 20 hours a day for 15 years -- how hard could that have been, right?
I remember her crying alone when things were bad -- money short, maybe the house at risk. But she always shielded us from the day to day problems: something todays parents DON'T do.
What an idiot I was not to see her, talk to her, call her more often. She wasn't that far away.
When I was young -- 13-15 yo, we used to talk all night. It would be 3:00 AM when she would send me, finally to bed. She was so smart, and intelligent! We would debate Heinlein, Jose Farmer, Chaucer, John D MacDonald, Asimov, Solzenitzen, Shakespeare, Chekov (the writer and sometimes the navigator), did I mention John D MacDonald? Oh those nightly discussions about Travis McGee (and his friend Mayer) , Lazarus Long, even the Stainless Steel Rat (to which we would laugh and laugh).
You want love? My Mom was the definition of love: self sacrifice (to a painful level), patience, clear and solid values, patience. Did I mention patience?
She died from sheer exhaustion. 7 kids -- +2 who died ( 1 SIDS, 1 pneumonia)
I miss her so. And am daily humbled by her example.
My friends, to have such a wonderful mother who walked the walk. Who worked so hard that it killed her so young.
And she was SO beloved in the community! The entire neighborhood had the word out -- even after it became the barrio: "Nobody messes with Moms" (which was how she was known).
If I am ever an asshole, please remind me of the legacy I carry.
Yes my friends, I have known Love. Twice (+6 for my brothers and sisters).
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The fact that I chose to spend the rest of my days with my wife, and she chose in turn to saddle herself with the likes of me, is proof positive which of the two of us is the smarter one. :tongue:
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The fact that I chose to spend the rest of my days with my wife, and she chose in turn to saddle herself with the likes of me, is proof positive which of the two of us is the smarter one. :tongue:
Dude -- so there....
;)
Of course we end up in that "my wife isn't an idiot but why did she pick me..." thing. We can't win, but we can be grateful.
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:lmao: You incorrigibble vagabond! How dare you! :lmao:
Only from the standpoint that I only know of that steak because I served it much more than I ate it.
But I would use my employee discount to buy one rare (to take home and finish cooking) at least once a week.
Ha! A pretentious asshole who has an excuse, what a concept. :-)
I am studying this list.... http://www.virtualsalt.com/vocablst.htm ... stand back. :evillaugh:
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Ha! A pretentious ******* who has an excuse, what a concept. :-)
I am studying this list.... http://www.virtualsalt.com/vocablst.htm ... stand back. :evillaugh:
What reckless appurtenance! (is anything more funny than a pret, a-hole using a big word wrong?)
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I love my wife. I married "up." I don't deserve her but I spend all my time trying to make it up tp the bottom rung of the ladder.
I love/d my beloved kitties -- Neysa (d/18yo) and Musica (d/25/yo) -- more on another post.
My Mom was the finest woman to ever draw breath. She SINGLE-HANDEDLY raised 7 kids alone. Yeah, Dad was around and tossed in a few shekels but he didn't really contribute. Picture this my friends: A woman, divorced with 7 kids -- many "gifted" (=pain in the ass) who works all day to keep the house running, then goes to college in the evening and gets an AA and a great accounting job and ends up writing accounting procedure manuals for ADP - corporate!
And I was the worst. I probably took 10 or 20 years off of her life.
She was so shamed to take welfare, but did it for our sakes. She dedicated every waking moment to getting off it. She taught all of us the meaning of self-respect and self-reliance. She died in her early 60s from just too much life and too few breaks. She taught all of us the wonderment of reading and the importance of grammar and the proper use of the English Language.
She worked so hard, for so long. She achieved her goal of getting us off of welfare. 20 hours a day for 15 years -- how hard could that have been, right?
I remember her crying alone when things were bad -- money short, maybe the house at risk. But she always shielded us from the day to day problems: something todays parents DON'T do.
What an idiot I was not to see her, talk to her, call her more often. She wasn't that far away.
When I was young -- 13-15 yo, we used to talk all night. It would be 3:00 AM when she would send me, finally to bed. She was so smart, and intelligent! We would debate Heinlein, Jose Farmer, Chaucer, John D MacDonald, Asimov, Solzenitzen, Shakespeare, Chekov (the writer and sometimes the navigator), did I mention John D MacDonald? Oh those nightly discussions about Travis McGee (and his friend Mayer) , Lazarus Long, even the Stainless Steel Rat (to which we would laugh and laugh).
You want love? My Mom was the definition of love: self sacrifice (to a painful level), patience, clear and solid values, patience. Did I mention patience?
She died from sheer exhaustion. 7 kids -- +2 who died ( 1 SIDS, 1 pneumonia)
I miss her so. And am daily humbled by her example.
My friends, to have such a wonderful mother who walked the walk. Who worked so hard that it killed her so young.
And she was SO beloved in the community! The entire neighborhood had the word out -- even after it became the barrio: "Nobody messes with Moms" (which was how she was known).
If I am ever an asshole, please remind me of the legacy I carry.
Yes my friends, I have known Love. Twice (+6 for my brothers and sisters).
What a lovely tribute to your Mother.....you do know that she's the little voice you hear when you need help, praise, or you're about to do something dumb, don't you? <<<<hugs>>>>
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What reckless appurtenance! (is anything more funny than a pret, a-hole using a big word wrong?)
I see them all the time.
Remember the line, I see dead people?.... welll I see pretentious assholes who use big words wrong. :lmao:
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What a lovely tribute to your Mother.....you do know that she's the little voice you hear when you need help, praise, or you're about to do something dumb, don't you? <<<<hugs>>>>
Jeeze do I know it. And Mrs. FD also knows it!
Thanks deb!
The one thing we all know about love is that is transcends life as we know it. And explains love as we should know it.
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I see them all the time.
Remember the line, I see dead people?.... welll I see pretentious assholes who use big words wrong. :lmao:
Too much time at DU or CU.
Honey, how many time have I tried to tell you!!!...
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Here's a few things that make my life grand:
Freshly laundered sheets
Broccoli Cheese Soup
Bananas
What things do you love?
I love making the sheets dirty. :evillaugh:
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What reckless appurtenance! (is anything more funny than a pret, a-hole using a big word wrong?)
I think you meant "Impertinence," my friend. A reckless appurtenance would be more like a derelict outbuilding about to fall on somebody!
:-)
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I love making the sheets dirty. :evillaugh:
That's kinda creepy 'cause you're single... :p
:-)
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My Wife
My daughter
The once a year Mornings and evenings at Rock Lake. Mirror smooth water, surrounded by jagged peaks, in colors ranging from dark grey to rust red. Sunsets to die for.
The trout there are eager and willing to take my offerings.
I feel closer to God there than anywhere else. To me it is heaven on earth. Just seeing it has made me cry. Never have I known such peace in my soul, as when I spend time at this small lake. I will sorely miss it when my time comes.
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That's kinda creepy 'cause you're single... :p
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LOL! :rofl:
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Joel McHale
Prime Rib
Cheese in all its forms
Aspen
Naps
Hot, sweaty, loud sex
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My Wife
My daughter
The once a year Mornings and evenings at Rock Lake. Mirror smooth water, surrounded by jagged peaks, in colors ranging from dark grey to rust red. Sunsets to die for.
The trout there are eager and willing to take my offerings.
I feel closer to God there than anywhere else. To me it is heaven on earth. Just seeing it has made me cry. Never have I known such peace in my soul, as when I spend time at this small lake. I will sorely miss it when my time comes.
1) Guys are only allowed to cry when they see Old Yeller get it.
2) If that place is heaven for you then God will certainly let you spend eternity there (or a copy thereof). And your loved ones from before and later will enjoy it with you. God's Omnipotence is cool that way.
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Hot, sweaty, loud sex
:naughty: :naughty:
Deeeyammit girl. You are now officially a member of the sex & booze crowd.
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Wishing all bunnies eternal damnation and Hell. :evillaugh:
Fine girls
Coke and Southern Comfort
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That's kinda creepy 'cause you're single... :p
:-)
:lmao: :lmao:
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Things I Love:
That would be THOR for all the comfort he gives me in times of worry and distress.
His way of making me feel special.
Along with standing in waterfalls or showers with lots of flora, and the heavy scent of perfume from all sorts of flora.
Sitting on beaches at sunset listening to the waves lap and music to sooth the beast.
Coffee at sunrise sitting on the deck with a slight cool breeze in spring or fall.
Lying in a field of tall cool blue green grass watching the fluffy white clouds floating by.
Sharing life with someone special.
Spending time with the one I Love sitting by a camp or bond fire snuggle in a blanket together, watch the star.