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Bullwinkle has given you good advice, girl. Your husband does sound controlling and volatile. I also suspect that you feel that you would be happier without him. You mentioned in your second last post that you feel "pressure" or "sometimes even trapped" when you are with him. This is not healthy. You should remove yourself from the situation ASAP and get some rest.

I would like to say that when children are dealing with their parents the desires of the old person do come into play. While my father was alive my parents led a more "expansive" life financially speaking, even though my father was one of those macho type controlling men. After he died, and this was 8 years before my Mum did, I had hopes that she would become a little more adventurous and a little more social. It was my father who was a homebody and while he was alive he did call the shots. As it happened my mother hurt her knee not long after my father died. This ultimately ended up in a knee replacement - oddly enough the operation was on on 9/11. We kids wanted her to spend money on herself but she became obsessed with the notion of passing the family money down to the next generation. This was a real problem for us. For some years she lived alone in her condo. She was in good health. My younger brother finally convinced her to sell the condo and to move to a luxurious retirement home. She tried it out for a week and decided that she liked it. We convinced her that she could afford it and so she sold her condo. In the meantime my kid brother was quickly diagnosed and died from bowel cancer. During this dreadful time my other brother, who was up from the States, and I were involved in watching my brother die and in the business of moving our mum from her condo to her new home. A week after she moved into her retirement home she developed mysterious problems and severe pains. She went to the ER a couple of times, was given medications, and then returned in very bad shape. Two weeks later she was dead. We did have medical personnel on our side. My brother is a doctor and my cousin's wife is a senior nurse at this hospital. And certainly her retirement home was a splendid place. The original point of this post was that my mum, a woman who had been left quite comfortably off, didn't want to waste the green money on her final years. Oh, the old folks! They can become quite passionate about saving their money for the next generation! To tell you the truth, I am quite baffled by my mother. She was, unlike my father, as tight as a tick while she was alive, and yet she was passionate that we inherit the whole nine yards after she was gone. I tell this story without meaning any disrespect to old folks. I am simply remembering my Mum and her attitude to what she regarded as the 'family money.' I find it interesting to remember that she didn't want to spend it on herself or anyone else. As for my Mum's terrible death, it was like my kid brother's death; neither of them were anticipated and the two of them died two months apart to the very day. I suspect that my Mum died of a broken heart.

Haha and thanx. I should tell you that just a couple of hours ago I bought a box of light ash brown hair dye. My skin is so pale and my hair is so pale that I thought that I would introduce a note of drama into the biz, eh. I can't go dark; with my colouring and my years the effect would be too, too weird! Of course, if ya want to be weird the big city is the right place. LOL I will turn myself into a pale brunette later this week. The hubby is cool with this latest stunt. If I look too ghostly I will try to earn extra loonies by telling people their futures....:heh:

Very interesting. I sure hope that nothing is seriously wrong with TOM.... I find myself now fretting and because we all exist in cyberspace, there is really nothing that we can do, is there?

Over the years I have done some funny things while naked. I got first into the habit while I was living in France. Lemme say that those Frenchies sure are relaxed about their bodies compared to us. And my mother-in-law is German and very relaxed about her body. She likes to get the gang going into the lake for a skinny dip. Of course this activity is mostly carried on after dark but I guess not always.... My husband and I recently learned that their cottage is known as the "naked cottage." :faint: As for white winters, I am kinda getting sentimental over these, too. The truth is that thanks to global warming Canadian winters are getting milder and shorter. And to top things off, my city - Toronto - is now so large that it has created its own mini-climate. American cities to the south of us, such as Buffalo for instance, and Canadian cities to the west of us may be suffering from a blizzard and we will be left high and dry. Nevertheless, I love the change of seasons. I really do. As for champagne and Chambord, I envy you! Oh, how I envy you!!

If it is not the sport of shopping then I find it boring.:faint: :notagree

My real hair colour was strawberry blonde. You know, that reddish blonde colour. And, like a redhead, I don't tan. This is why my skin looks really good for my age. I spent the summers indoors. I used to hate it!

It's a good thing that she is continuing to go to school. This means that you raised her right.

I miss TOM.

Green is going for her third fill tomorrow. I need it! :help: This past weekend we went to the in-laws' cottage and on the way up and on the way back we stopped off at restaurants and I ate real meals really easily. :hungry: That I didn't quite finish them off is only due to my new smaller appetite. The great outdoors was cold and gray and as a result I drank too much scotch.:faint: Normally I like to keep myself busy doing chores, especially yard work, but the leaves were wet and frozen to the ground. It was too cold to move stones and besides, my bad shoulder interferes with that. If I am inside and don't have my own toys around me I get bored and restless. I did go for a frosty walk and spent some time hanging out down at the lake. In fact I spent a lot of time staring at the lake and at the mickey of scotch.:heh: I have had healthier weekends at the cottage!

I fit jeans that have a 28" inseam and I am 5'6". I like to wear pants that end at the ankle, and some people might find them a tiny bit short.

Holy smokes! That's a terrifying story, Neenagh.

Yep, just a very lazy one.... When you can lie down on the job and still make money you know you've got a good job!:kiss2:

Green loves smut! *Teehee*

:biggrin1: Aww, it all depends on one's attitude. These days my big trips are on the subway but I find them interesting. I am sure that your life is very interesting. I know nothing about hospitals and so I find 'em fascinating!

I am wrong. The above was a simple-minded statement...an idiotic statement in fact.:embarassed:

The Jihadists merely want us, the infidels, out of their homelands which would be the Muslim countries. That is their mandate.

Yoda, it sounds as though you have had some pretty neat adventures. We should swap a stories.

Maybe Mr. Mandi's weight is now muscle? Muscle is good. And Mr. Yoda is doing well. Afterall, he doesn't have The Gadget!

It's the Fall and we haven't been getting much sunlight this year. This encourages a desire to eat and hibernate, I think. These are the feelings that I have been fighting. It is hard to feel energetic and optimistic when it is gloomy outside. Fight those feelings, girl!!!!

Terrorist targets in North America are likely to be major cities with international profiles such as New York, Washington, Los Angeles in the United States and Ottawa, Montreal, Vancouver and Toronto in Canada. They are most likely to aim for international airports, mass transit systems, stock exchanges, and water supplies. This is the way terrorism has worked in Europe and worked on 9/11. If you do not live in one of these centres and do not fly internationally the chances are superb that you will never, ever be personally affected by a jihadist. Even for those of us who do live in these "hot spots" the chances are excellent that we will succumb to natural causes. The philosophy behind terrorist activities is to create feelings of terror in the local populace. This intent has been successful in the case of gailannr.

I like petites or capris or flood pants and I am 5'6". I might have a long torso and this might be a good thing according to my late Mum. It seems that as you age your spine shrinks. I guess this means that if you have long legs and a short torso when you are young, you may be shit outta luck when you are an old fart! Oooh, lemme see, this could translate to an individual who has 3.5 feet long legs, a 2 foot long trunk, and then a head.............. Maybe a head. Canadians have heads, don't we?

Aw, kiddy, I am so not laughing! I have had the same feelings my very own self. Being on the road and in a strange city ain't that easy. Toronto only seems simple to me because it's my crib. I've done a lot of travelling overseas in places where I have wished that I didn't need to eat or have a bladder. Life can get scary when you are away from home. Trust me, the Green girl knows. :eek: (She's been around if ya know what I mean.....)

Those of you who are attempting to draw parrallels between America's tardy engagement in the second world war and the current mess in the middle east should take time to brush up on the two situations. The United States entered both the first and second world wars after these conflicts had become well established. Their northern neighbours, Canada and Newfoundland (Newfoundland had not opted to become part of Canada until 1949), had been engaged in these conflicts from the the get go. Australia and New Zealand were also on board during these dreadful conflicts. Their (Australia and New Zealand) troops became known under the portmanteau word of Anzac troops. These are countries who had participated in two world wars and who had seen many of their men slaughtered as a result. These were young countries and I sometimes wonder about the effect that these wars had on their national psyches. Though it is not to be expected that this history should mean anything much to you Americans it is, nevertheless, powerful history for the Commonwealth countries. (I should mention that I was on Gallipoli with a handful of Anzacs a little over a year ago. It was a big deal for my fellow travellers.) All Americans should be both touched and interested to learn that a number of Americans, many of them from the wealthiest and most privileged houses, chose to become engaged in both the first and second world wars long before the United States formally opted to formally participate as a nation. Though it is true that the Americans saved the arses of the Brits and the Western European countries from the Jew-hating, racist, world-thirsty Hun, and his gang of associated power-hungry sociopaths - a good thing for the free world! - let us also admit that America dragged its heels and entered into the war in a tardy fashion. It is thanks to FDR, a Democrat, that the United States did enter into that war. (I could even stretch a point and say that that it is thanks to FDR that I exist and am doing well in my obnoxious way.) Engagements in the first and second world war have nothing to do with this current mess in Iraq and those individuals who are trying to draw some kind of parrallel are either woefully misinformed or believe that the rest of us are stupid enough to fall for this argument. In the case of the first and second world wars there was a country, Germany, that had attempted to gobble up its neighbours and, in so doing, disturb global peace and harmony. Iraq had been minding its own business at the time that it was invaded by the Bushikins. And certainly we God-lovin' Christians who live in America are unlikely to be denied access to church, microwave oven, or TV because Iraq has got the blues.

Hah! Ya never would thought that the boomers would be spending their lives on their knees, eh? Hahahaha. (Green is not religious and as for the other thing...well....she is very lazy and prefers to work on her back!:heh: ) Philippe's blue cheese vinaigrette: dijon mustard, olive oil, blue cheese, and vinegar. Crushed garlic is optional but good. Mash the above, leaving out the vinegar, in a bowl until these elements look like a paste. Sniff. Sniffing is good, you know. Add the vinegar until this paste is fluid. (I love the taste of vinegar and I use apple cider vinegar. The acidity of this can be toned down by using a few drops of Balsamic vinegar.) Of course cold pressed extra virgin olive oil is the best and you do need to add enough vinegar so that the salad dressing flows. This is a really strong salad dressing and so works well for salads that are carb rich. It is a great dressing for salads with potatoes or for chick peas. (I suspect, no! I am sure that I have gained some of my weight through hoovering down carbs and a blue cheese vinaigrette!:eek: )