Caught Between A Rock And A Hard Place!

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Caught Between A Rock And A Hard Place

by ronniegirl


Watching a program tonight that took the place of Boston Legal, my memory was jogged about a situation my husband and I were thrust into years ago.

We, and our best friends Dorothy and Joe, had boat stalls next to each other at a marina in Galveston. One morning my husband and I decided to do a little work on it, and as we approached our stall, we noticed Dorothy and Joe's boat was not there.

We worked a few hours and lo and behold, here they came in. As they were backing into their stall, I noticed that, THAT WASN'T DOROTHY SITTING NEXT TO JOE. It was some young blond, giggling Bimbo I'd never seen before. Joe tied off as we said hello, gave the Bimbo his keys and told her to wait for him in the car, never acknowledging her presence to us. I then watched my best friend's husband walk down the pier to his car, and waiting Bimbo.

Needless to say, I was FURIOUS. We talked about it on the way home and I was asked not to say anything to Dorothy, because he wanted to talk to Joe first.

Well, Joe went home and told on himself. He knew me well enough to know what just might happen. I'm glad I never had to choose to tell, or not to tell, because it could have backfired and cost a friendship. Oh yeah....the boat was sold, they divorced three years later, and we haven't seen Joe in years.

Have you ever been put in an uncomfortable position, or wished someone would have told you something?

Is it a Tale?

nowmercy
is the author of our daily
blog today

Is it a Tale?

by nowmercy


I grew up surrounded by “old wives tales”. For example, if you swim after eating you will drown, stretch marks can open and you will bleed to death, you die for the moment you sneeze, and so on. Now I know they come from some kind of wisdom, but they did stick with me. What about you all? What old tales still come to you? Are you passing any on? What are the most absurd? What make the most sense? And while we are at it, how about superstitions? (I can see Whabby shaking his head, no really, I SEE you Whabby lol) I still grab a button going past a cemetery and knock wood to ward off something reoccurring.

Come on, think about it..I’ll bet the nest is a veritable treasure chest of tales and superstitions.

I can hardly wait to hear them all!

Out of the Mouth of Babes

today our daily blog
is from just_lin

So funny!!


Out of the Mouths of Babes

by just_lin

There are those times in life when you just want to disappear or have the earth open up beneath your feet and swallow you. Those times when you wish you could shrink down to one inch tall and quietly slink away to a corner and hide. Thanks to my children there are two such times that come to mind for me.

One such time happened at a little child's birthday party. My children and I were having a great time. The birthday boy was only a few years old so most of the attendees were adult relatives and friends of the parents. The party was indoors and the house was small for all the people attending. My children and I were also the only whites, everyone else being black. Suddenly my 5 year old daughter asks me in a loud voice, "Mommy, do you like black people?" I swear time seemed to stop, conversations seemed to cease, everyone seemed frozen in place. Perhaps it was just my imagination. As nonchalantly as possible, I told my daughter that I liked nice people, so if they were nice, then I liked them. She exclaimed, "Me, too", and went on her merry way. The world then started revolving again.

Another time, my son, who was probably about 6 at the time, informed their very religious, sweet, matronly, proper babysitter that he didn't know why I wouldn't let him sleep in my bed because I let everyone else.

Has anyone else been totally mortified by their children? Or perhaps you are the one that embarrassed your parents, friend, or sibling.

Just_Lin

What Would You Do?

east bay j
has given us today's daily blog

What would you do?

by east bay j


I was at work recently and a woman came in. We were talking and she mentioned that someone close to her (can't remember if it was her mom or dad or who) had a very short time to live, so she was getting ready to take this person their dream vacation.

They were going to fly to Miami to go on a Caribbean cruise. (The woman had come into the clinic because she was sick, and worried she might not be able to make the trip).

All the arrangements had been made, wheelchair access, special tours, etc. They were going first class on the plane, and on the ship, sparing no expense.

Made me start thinking, what if it were me who had only a short time left on earth? What would I want to do?

I came up with a quick list:

Lay on the beach in Maui till I die
Quit work, catch up on movies and TV I missed
Watch The Sopranos from start to finish one more time
Go to Las Vegas and spend freely on slot machines
Get drunk (it's been a longggg time since I did that!)
On the topic of work, tell 1 bitch Dr. to FUCK OFF! (oh how I'd love to do that!!)

I am really interested to see what my owl friends have to say on this topic.

Politics!

this subject always has me very confused
some people great crazed about it
and yet some people could not care less

i am far from the person who knows
all the ins and outs of the political world
i do not follow as i should, i will freely
admit that, as for me honesty is what
i believe in

my thoughts however are clear on
what i want in an American President:

forthrightness
health care management
senior care
equality for all Americans
immigration boundaries

these are my top five, there are many
more, however these five stand out the most

i being a republican in todays world is
somewhat of a dirty word, as Mr Bush
has made some mistakes

but was he the only President to
make mistakes? was he the only one
to turn our country into a different
direction then it should have went?

i for one do not want to live in
a monarchy country, i want the
freedom to vote for who i please

just really don't know who yet
none of the candidates "floats my boat"

decision's decision's decision's ! ! !

Words

from our dear night owl
shirley

who i happen to think
is very smart

Words

by shirley

I got the idea for this post from comments I read by Donna Jean about the word retarded.

"Sticks and stones may break your bones but names will never hurt you."

How many times have we heard that saying in our lives? More than I care to count, and it's so untrue. Wounds can heal, but, once a word has been spoken you can't take it back.

Being overweight I have been called every name in the book, but, the word that hurts the most is "stupid". I've heard it mainly from my mother. I don't think she realizes how hurt it makes me feel and I'm not able to tell her. I know the word "stupid" has had a huge influence over my life though. It has stopped me from doing so many things because I just don't think I'm smart enough.

Is there any one word that has affected your life...made you feel small and insignificant...or angry and outraged? Have you been hurt by a word? Do we even realize the power a word can have? I'd like to know what you think of words. Do you believe sticks and stone can break your bones but names will never hurt you? Hmmmmmmm.

Intuition or?

today our daily blog
is from scirish

Intuition or??

by scirish

I’m sure everyone has had those moments. The ones when you knew something was going to happen and it did. Or the moments where you said “This has happened before, but where do I remember it from?” What are they, in your opinion? Are they intuition? Are they shards of a past life? Are they are they simple coincidences. Or could they be an assimilation of facts that you didn’t even know your mind was gathering?

Whatever they are, they happen frequently. The most recent instance, for me, was rather disturbing. An old boss of mine was grievously ill with cancer, my sig other still works for him and had told me how many times he asked about me. My relationship with this boss was contentious and tumultuous, so much so, that I had no real desire to resume contact. I finally, grudgingly sent an e-mail, months ago, stating I was sorry he was so ill. I was rather apprehensive about getting a reply, and when I didn’t, it was a relief. I just assumed he was not pleased with the tone of the message and decided not to answer. I hadn’t thought of it in months. Until yesterday morning. I was just lying in bed, waking up and thought: “I guess he will never answer me” a half hour later I found out he had just died. Why did I think of that e-mail today, the day he died?

This is rather a macabre example of the phenomenon, but it does seem to exist, whether it’s knowing someone is going to call before they do, feeling certain an event that you have no control of is going to happen or getting a jolt about, or a shard of, the future or people, places or things that are not in your normal thought process.

What do you think it is?