Yesterday was my Birthday.
We celebrated last night.
My daughter and son arrived, and she handed me a card and a gift.
I opened the card and inside of it was an ultrasound picture of her belly...she is having a baby. She has wanted to have a baby for such a long time.
I was so happy I...guess what...cried !!
Happy Birthday and Congratulations, RedRose!
Congratulations ROSE~!!!!! I'm so happy for you~!!!!
Oh my! I hope you can keep the picture! ;D
Precious thing to look at! Congratulations Rose!
How wonderful....my three grandchildren are the light of my life. Congrats!
I definately agree with jkm! I would have that framed/matted/glistened/emailed/announced (with permission)...
Then, I might add Penstamen's "magic crystals!" What a visual!
(Pen, I hope you know that I adore your magic crystals! You gave me an unforgettable view on life with that one!)
Red Rose,Happy Birthday!!! and Congradulations Gramma!!!!
What an exciting Birthday for you :)
Thanks everyone.
She is giving me a copy, the one she brought was the only one she had...then I'll put it in the frame she gave me. 8)
So happy for you, Rose!!!
Sometimes when knowing my sons only hear words through their wives mouths just brings me to despair. That's what I'm feeling right now.
We were good parents. Great parents. I saw a picture on my DIL's blog and in the background there is a picture of my husband that scrares me. It scares me because it shows such despair on his face! OH!! He's in the background so you wouldn't normally even see it and he didn't know his face would show. People adore him and I was always loved too. I don't understand this, Lord! I don't.
He always tries to be up for his job and for me. It breaks my heart!!! I am in such despair that I'm not much of a wife. I wanted a family more than life itself. Those boys loved us dearly. I know they did.
I don't know what to do....sometimes living isn't worth it to me. Whatever his wife says, goes. You're out if she wants you out.
Happy Birthday! RR! What a beautiful gift you received!!!!!! That was such a sweet sentiment!!!!! And, so thoughtful! God Bless DD and all.
Quote from: 2chickiebaby on March 06, 2010, 09:30:26 AM
Sometimes when knowing my sons only hear words through their wives mouths just brings me to despair. That's what I'm feeling right now.
We were good parents. Great parents. I saw a picture on my DIL's blog and in the background there is a picture of my husband that scrares me. It scares me because it shows such despair on his face! OH!! He's in the background so you wouldn't normally even see it and he didn't know his face would show. People adore him and I was always loved too. I don't understand this, Lord! I don't.
He always tries to be up for his job and for me. It breaks my heart!!! I am in such despair that I'm not much of a wife. I wanted a family more than life itself. Those boys loved us dearly. I know they did.
I don't know what to do....sometimes living isn't worth it to me. Whatever his wife says, goes. You're out if she wants you out.
Your sons have hurt you so much, I know. I hope soon they will wake up and realise they did not have to change their personalities for who they married...they still love you Chickie. You know that.
Chickie.....put your husband first.....get back to a place where your thoughts were of him everyday. Remember when nothing else ever mattered to you...just being with him. Lean on him...comfort each other. Talk about all the good times you have had together. Think about getting away together, if you can. Just the two of you.
I think you need each other now more than ever.
((hugs))
Thank you, Rose. I don't know how they could do this to him. Not him. Do what you want to me but how can they do this to him? We had the best home. I look at these other men and none compare to him and the love he gave to those boys. He was a wonderful father. They always said they had such a great Dad.
You gave good advice and I will try. I am just beyond sad and don't have much to give.
They will be back, the Mom and Dad who raised them taught them how to love and enjoy life. They need both of you. Remember that.
Thank you, Rose
I've been signed in but had to go for a bit. I just noticed these and Chickie, I'm sorry you're feeling so bad today. These days come and there doesn't seem to be any way of avoiding them. When I get these days I really try to get outside if I can. It seems to help my outlook. I know it's hard seeing that facebook page and I would be upset too, but you have to remember that he is where he wants to be right now.
I agree with Rose. Put your husband first and start looking at being that happy couple you were when you were first married. That can change your view and help you to look ahead.
Remember what a wonderful woman you are. Do you remember your post the other day when you talked about going out and having everyone around you in stitches? That was good for you to see yourself again like that. Just know that tomorrow is always better when these days come, and you have us to lean on! We love you Chickie and you can talk here... :'(
Coco, I feel so bad pouring my heart out to all of you. Each one of you has individual struggles but I guess together we can do it. I do remember who I once was. It bothers the DILs, though. I don't get it.
But thank you. You know when you're tired, just exhausted? That's the way I've been feeling for so long. Just exhausted. There isn't much spark in me anymore. I need to be giving and not sitting here getting.
Both sons speak words that come straight out of the DILs mouth. Same song, 50th verse. It's the weirdest thing I've ever seen. So sad to me. I guess they had no identity. One son told me recently that he didn't care what his brother and his wife said or thought anymore. (he's married to DDIL) I know they are estranged. I never dreamed this..once best friends, now nothing.
I'm sorry I'm dragging everyone down. It's a pity party, I guess.
Chickie, I have seen that wonderful woman with the dry humor! You found her publicly the other day and had so much fun. There's not a doubt in my mind that everyone around you enjoyed you too! And at the end of it all, you were safe and happy. You have so much to offer the world and I can see you have that gift. Laughing is healing too! You are a healer in that way! I hope you find that woman someday around your sons and DIL's again! I think it will be a day to remember for all of you!
I know you feel bad pouring your heart out here, but this is exactly where you can do that! I understand your feelings so much and have had to swallow hard and do that here too. You know us and we are not thinking any less of those feelings when you have them. I believe all of us here have them, and would be surprised if nobody did. We're human...
Those are just my thoughts, but they are heartfelt.
Feel that! It's me hugging you!
By the way, nothing wrong with pity parties! They are necessary and this won't be your last. LOL! I'll invite you to mine next time - I'm not bashful! :D
Sometimes us "givers" need to "get" too!
Besides, I still remember the time you had me laughing so hard I peed in my pants! LOL! I don't even remember what we were laughing so hard over, but I remember my sides aching and having a headache from openly laughing at my computer! I still remember my daughter (sitting at her computer next to mine) looking at me like I had lost my mind (course, that's when the pants changing came up so she would really know her mom was losing it!) ;D
You're precious, Coco.....I miss my Mother. I have not seen her since I was 7. She was my whole world. I wish I could see her. I know she'd know what to do. I know others have gone through all this too. My heart breaks for them.
I want to do something about all this but am stuck. Death, even though it's not real death is still death. I wish the young women of today weren't so harsh. I wish they had some kindness in them. I know some of them do have love and kindness but those are not my DILs. Somebody needs to explain to me about the bluntness in people. I'm too fragile to handle it. I wish I was mean, really cold and mean. I know I'd be better off. Why did I get this double, triple dose of tender heartedness? You have it too, Coco. All the people here have it.
You are so right! I've noticed that about the women here - all of us. I think this site just attracts tender hearted people. We may have the occasional dysfunction running through trying to create havoc, but we also have our "FORUM MODERATOR"! HAHAHA! I love that word - kind of like bouncer or bodyguard!
I don't understand blunt people either, except that I believe they are people who have built walls up. Some of them were raised that way, and once that happens they're usually ruined as human beings (that's just my opinion). You will never reach someone who was truly raised to believe "that" is normal, and I believe from my own childhood that I believed my home was normal. It wasn't. I had to relearn, but so many people don't. The just don't care...
All I can do when I come across someone like that is distance myself so I'm not hurt. I will get hurt so easily because I still have that trigger that tells me I'm saying or doing something to deserve their treatment. I know I'm not, but I still have to fight that "feeling." I probably always will.
Just hang in there chickie! I know who you are, and I believe the rest of us do. You are a precious soul and deserve happiness.
Sorry I used the word "never." I try not to use that word because I don't believe in it. It's a negative word for me.
I don't seem to "get".
I don't remember what I said but I can be funny when I'm funny. I took an exercise class for awhile till my teacher went Coo Coo on me. She was upset that I couldn't come anymore, remember? She wanted her money for the coming month. There's always a motive with people.
She said she was a healer. "I'm a healer!!", she kind of screamed. Uh huh....I asked her one time if she ever got sick and she said, "never". Now, I know she was in the hospital last year but I never brought that up to her. I asked her if she ever got a headache and she said, "no, I stand on my head". Hello?
She was such a nut. I thought she was so cute because she was eccentric but she's nuts. I truly am a nut magnet.
I have this friend who has been my friend for years. She is a Counselor. LORD!! She's a nut....trying to make sense with a nut is like trying to unscramble scrambled eggs. She calls at the wrong time, ever know someone like that?
She talks endlessly about brain interactions and has no sense of humor. I took her to a movie years ago...a famous comedy that was really goofy. Vacation....remember that one? She never laughed one time. When Chevy Chase fell asleep while driving and landed at the motel parking lot, my friend turned to me and said, "I can't imagine that happening?"
Chickie!
I'm sorry but I'm just rolling here! You haven't lost anything!!!
And yes, I remember that happening... The stalker/healer! ;D
I'm one of "those" magnets too! It's awful and everyone else thinks it's funny! I must get some funny looks on my face when the twilight zone music starts. That's all I can think...
I'm not a healer. Just a magnet!
I can't unscramble scrambled eggs either, but I must look funny trying.
Do you still take the brain interactor to comedies??? ;D
Maybe we should all try standing on our heads!
Lord! No! No more movies with the brain interactor. I told her it was funny and that she should laugh. It was like in Rainman when his brother said it was a joke and he should laugh? Raymond was still trying to find out who's on first. She's like that but she's not autistic. She's just plain nuts.
Yes, let's all stand on our heads.
I'm ROTFL, you two. I'm picturing the brain doctor sitting there like a robot (or Spock from Star Trek) while Chickie is guffawing in the theater. She's probably as puzzled by you as you are by her! My stepmother is like that (brain expert as well, coincidentally.)
Chickie, part of what I miss about DS is being around his sense of humor. We used to tell the funniest stories about weird stuff that happened to us. We weren't afraid to laugh at ourselves or our situations. DIL can laugh AT people, but doesn't get the other kinds of humor. We've unconsciously changed the way we talk around her, and I miss the old, humorous days.
Luckily I have some friends who love to laugh, and you guys...
Don't you miss those days? We used to crack up around here. Crazy laughing. All that has come to an end. Boy! I know they must miss that. I guess when you're under a spell you don't think right.
I think I've mentioned my friends who joined religious cults before - we used to pee our pants laughing at the most ridiculous things. After they joined up, all humor was gone. Everything's serious now. It kind of feels like that.
It's ok Pen...
You can come here and pee your pants now! ;D
Apparently so! Thanks, Coco :)
;D ;D Don't mention it?
Sorry it took me so long to respond. Bithn my tngue...
I like this one:
EVENINGS IN THE PARISH CHURCH
Monday: Alcoholics Anonymous
Tuesday: Abused Spouses
Wednesday: Eating Disorders
Thursday: Say no to drugs
Friday: Teen Suicide Watch
Saturday: Soup Kitchen
SUNDAY SERMON
"America's Joyous Future"!!
Exactly Pen...that is exactly what it's like. A cult.
Chickie I have to tell you something. My husband was a Psychologist and I have a little insight (from him because I never understood that either ;D ;D). When Chevy Chase was involved we couldn't watch - he said it wasn't funny, but was stupid and was simply an insult to his intelligence.
I guess that's part of the reason we didn't work out, and besides he screamed like a little girl when he got sceerd ( ;D), and I thought it was funny! I thought things were funny that he didn't get. I sometimes felt sorry for him. You know laughing is healing. Peeing in your pants laughing is "instant" (no pun intended). He was missing out (on all that laundry!). After I took him back and then had to tell him to go back to his girlfriend, I felt even more sorry for him. I think now he realized his mistake - I just couldn't back up and forget. Forgiving is one thing, but forgetting is something different. My trust was "GONE" (that and the fact that I found out he was someone I didn't know).
Sad but true. I think that is an occupational hazzard for them and it's sad to realize that they can't laugh.
Or pee their pants! ;D
Quote from: 2chickiebaby on March 06, 2010, 06:04:50 PM
I like this one:
EVENINGS IN THE PARISH CHURCH
Monday: Alcoholics Anonymous
Tuesday: Abused Spouses
Wednesday: Eating Disorders
Thursday: Say no to drugs
Friday: Teen Suicide Watch
Saturday: Soup Kitchen
SUNDAY SERMON
"America's Joyous Future"!!
;D ;D ;D ;D
Coco! My Lord!! Your Husband was insulted with silly things? His life must have been torture, pure torture. I can't imagine living with someone like that and yes, you do feel sorry for them but living with no sense of humor had to be draining.
The friend I was telling you about is like that. She just doesn't get it. It goes over her head and she tries to make sense out of it. I can tell she's trying to make sense out of something goofy that is not meant to make sense in the first place.
It is draining..draining. But now that I think about it, people who can get humor are smarter in many ways than those kinds of people.
Oh Chickie, I agree. There were times we would have parties and I really loved doing that - entertaining. We had a piano bar in the bottom floor of the house and it was next to the kitchen so everything was easy. I love people. I just do and I love to laugh. But there were times I had to go to the bathroom (my thinking corner) just because I wanted to laugh so hard about something that happened - or something someone would say! I would let that person know how truly funny it was and I would have to leave!
Nope, never had to change my pants! Went into the "bathroom" to laugh, so I was safe! Once I met you here, I had to change the pants! ;D It's better now... cept for the laundry and showers :)
Coco, what a sad life. You had to leave the room to laugh? I wonder how he makes it with no humor? It's like having no head.
My husband went to a convention recently so he called me while there. He told me of one of the speakers (you know those "rah rah" speakers where they have been through hell and back and still are huge successes in their fields?) Top leaders.
This one speaker came on and described how he lost his legs in an accident and then, somehow lost all his fingers too and had to get on the floor and brush his teeth with the toothbrush secured to the floor while he turned his head from side to side.
MY LORD!!! He was still a huge success in the field my husband is in.
So my husband said that my the time this guy got through talking he said to himself: "STOP IT!! THAT'S ENOUGH!!!! I can't take anymore"
;D
Be back! Changing my pants now!
Thank you for making me feel better...all of you. Coco, you're a heart lifter.
;D ;D ;D You guys are a riot! Oops!!!
Luise, I guess it's better than crying. I think there's a fine line between laughing and crying. Sometimes I laugh till I cry.
Me, too. But it never worked the other way...I have never cried until I laughed.
I'm back! I had to get the toothbrush off the floor and put it away - with my teeth! ;D
You're right about crying. I'm crying now and I'm not even depressed! It really does come with laughing!
P.S.- How do you get the toothbrush out of the toilet if it falls in? ;D
I mean, with no legs or fingers?
Quote from: luise.volta on March 06, 2010, 07:46:06 PM
Me, too. But it never worked the other way...I have never cried until I laughed.
I have never done that either, but I have cried and someone else made me laugh... It seems to be contagious!
No, I just continue to cry. Like these people who tell me to make them look good in the casket.. "make sure my neck is pulled back where my wrinkles don't show. Put me in a turtle neck"
People are always asking me things like that. "make sure I have a nice color on. Like red, something happy and fun"
It's not funny. They're dead.
Did I tell y'all about going to a funeral where the music was playing, "I'm forever blowing bubbles"?
He liked that song.
;D ;D That's it! I'm buying diapers!
Quote from: 2chickiebaby on March 06, 2010, 07:56:33 PM
Did I tell y'all about going to a funeral where the music was playing, "I'm forever blowing bubbles"?
He liked that song.
It's ok, as long as he wasn't burried in a bath-tub... ;D
They are always telling me to make it a happy affair. "Make it happy!!! I want everyone to have a wonderful celebration!!! Have lots of food and sing!!"
It's not funny, though. They're dead.
I would like everyone to cry and wail over my casket. Throw themselves on the casket and try to keep them from carrying it off. I'd like that.
;D
OMG, Chickie, that bubble story would have been great in an episode of Six Feet Under!
When my mom passed she left on her hospital nightstand an odd assortment of stuff from her crazy artist friends. My brother and I were there when she passed, and after they took her away the orderlies had to inventory it all. One of them would say, "One plastic dinosaur with a smashed head" while the other wrote it down. "One hula doll." Check. "One pretty rock." Check. "One photo of a sideshow bearded lady." Check. My brother and I could hardly stand it, trying not to laugh. You know how trying not to laugh makes it all the more funny? The poor women thought we were awful, I'm sure, when we finally burst out in hysterical laughter that would not stop. I think it was partly from the stress and tension of the weeks leading up to Mom's death - a big release of tension that came out as laughter in a sad situation.
I hear you Pen! That's what happens though when you're trying so hard to hold back...
I remember when we were little growing up. My little brother used to get the worst gas! I named it "7-11 clearing gas" for obvious reasons. We were in church and sitting on the balcony. The preacher was saying a prayer at the end of the sermon. It was so awful! The preacher reached a pause (one of those long ones) and my brother let out gas at that same moment! It was a large church and the sound echoed! This caught the attention of my older brother and I and we were already having problems sitting still from it, but people in front of us started turning around and looking. When that happened, my little brother (all of 6-7 at the time) looked up at my father and said, "DAD" in a disgusted voice! We just lost it! My poor mother had to put up with us both shaking from silent laughter, while my father took him out to the car to spank him for doing that! When they came back in, they were both red in the face. That started my older brother and I both up again!
My mother was so embarassed, she was pinching my leg to get me to stop and I had marks on my legs from the pinches. It sounds sad, but is one of my favorite memories. I still remind my brother of that! He doesn't mind - he's still clearing crowded 7-11's.. ;D
That is the truth, Penstamen, in situations like that. Nothing is funnier than when you're not supposed to laugh. It get hysterical. Your mom had quite a collection.
My grandfather had this woman who worked for him for years, answering the phone. She was so sweet.
She was older, even then and kind of thought of herself as an artist. She decupauged (sp) (glued). Her pictures were mostly birds and trees and flowers all decupauged on a board which she framed and proudly displayed in her home.
The only problem was that the birds were HUGE, and towered way over the trees. She had houses cut out of magazines but birds that were bigger than the houses. Her flowers were bigger than the animals and the animals were smaller than the birds.
She liked birds.
Hilarious!!
My brother lived with my other grandparents and my grandfather (not the one who raised me) used to say to my brother, "You're a juvenile!"
My brother said, "Yes, I know I am"
This would make my grandfather nuts.
He left our the delinquent part.
People are so funny and sweet. It's good to remember how zany life can be sometimes. I can just picture these stories! The decoupage lady, the rooty-tooty brother, the juvenile not-delinquent...priceless.
Oops! We should be over in the new section called "humor." I understand a real nut started it :)
Coco, you nut....where is that humor page?
It's under Poems and Writings. I didn't know where else to put it.
Oh, good........thanks
Goodnight, Gracie :)
Goodnight George. :)
Dear Rose,
I'm sorry about taking over your post. I hope you read through these starting with the 2nd page and get a giggle though! Your post was hilarious last night and I'm happy you had opened it.
Congratulations again on the announcement. I wish we had a way of posting pictures here. I would love to see that picture!
Did we post over Rose's post, Coco? I didn't mean to do that! I'm so sorry!
We also posted over Renny's post about her clock stopping on her DILs birthday. How did I not respond to that?
We weren't very responsible assistant fairy godmothers. But we had fun and I hope you are doing better today!
yes, thanks to you and the rest of the fruits and nuts. :)
:D I'm glad it turned out to be be a good night. I wish I could have stayed longer.
I would have cried, too! Special Pings to that little being!! ;D