I get one once a year. I have private health insurance and their way of punishing me is once a year I must get a check up. When enrollment time rolls around. So if I flunk in three areas or if I chose not to get the exam they tack an extra 600 american dollars on to my health insurance a year. With that threat it has managed to keep me damn will healthy, I don't take no meds daily like so many my age does.
I am not sure he was the right one or not. The whole thing just went south one year in. It took both of us to send it there. He seems to think it was me. If I didn't do what he wanted in life then I was mean. So I got tired of it and showed him mean
I have been blessed with more happy times than sad. I have many memories that will linger until I die. My mothers passing and my husbands passing will always be a part of my life. As was the much happiness they bought into my life. Right now I am bursting with happiness. I have been blessed long enough to hold my first great grand child in my arms. Am I not fortunate to have the good health to do that. Emotions are a funny thing. Here lately I have been on an emotional roller coaster. Most the stuff that I am going thru I know I will not take to my dying days. But holding that little baby and how I felt I hope it does last a life time
That is a tricky question I have seen people delete their profiles and the post stay. Just not your picture or profile. Here is a link where some have deleted themselfs and I think maybe the mods even deleted some This will give you an idea on how it looks.
My Bad onetonote I just seen your explanation of where the funny was. It is funny when I read it with that context. Many things get lost in the written word. Hope you will accept my apologies. I am usually quick to get the humour. That went right over my head. Sorry
There were many of us whose loved ones never arrived back home. And no there was no reward in it I know you intended this to be humourous yet I do not see the humour in it. I really don't and I thought I had a sense of humour
Oh my! I am southern. We have a language all of our own. As do many countries. It is a region thing. Your ears would most likely bleed if you heard me talk. I can talk as formal as anyone yet once relaxed the southern drawl comes back. Sorry "my bad"
You know? I can honestly say ones speech has never bothered me. Maybe it should. I know my own speech has bothered me at times. I speak more than one language. And when I speak Mexican spanish ( spanish seems to be a regional language also) it sounds hilarious to my ears because of my southern drawl. Yet as bad as I torture the language the Mexicans even tho laughing their bums off seem to understand me.
Rizlared per chance are you an English teacher? I miss Jan_is being on here. She was a teacher also. If my memory is correct she was in Spain at one time of English descent. Okey dokey hope your ears aren't bleeding yet
Nostalgia... yes times were so different then. I know for myself maybe it was youth or maybe just the times,my world seemed to be a smaller place. I think of how much things have changed. Some for the good and some for the bad. What has not changed is I still see the world with so much hope. If asked some of the things I don't see to much of now that I miss from that time it would be, the innocence of being able to leave home for vacation leaving your doors and windows opened. Schools that did not look like prisons (they have many of them fenced off here ) Children playing in the streets everywhere. Bell bottoms. Knowing your neighbors, it did not take a catastrophe to go out and meet one another. And yes the tolerance and accepting has changed here. Once you could meet of walk by someone on the street and greet them with a happy smile and not fear. Food seemed to taste better to me. Not all these additives. And yes even our politicians and doctors seemed less frightening. It was slower times.
Soon it will be a changing of the guards. It will be another generations turn to make their foot prints on this land. One day they will be looking back with nostalgia. It is nice to of lived a life where we have things we miss from it
I can smell juicy fruit chewing gum and instantly think of my mother. Her purse always smelled of it because she always had some in there. Love the smell and the memories
Now I am questioning the "your world" Hmmmm As in me and my daily life I could recycle a little better. Goodness knows I have improved to the point people already give me squinchy eye ball when they go to throw something away. But I know I could do better
You know I really liked them until she said that about the crotch area being highlighted. And then you with this. I am out. Not for me But I do like the ones that lace up the legs.
Nope nope don't fear Pedro. Nor his threads or polls. I find his variety of choices quite refreshing. Been on here a while and he has always been "Pedro" There have been times he has shared a piece of his life with us. And we have gotten to see the man behind the polls. The kind caring funny individual he really is. I do fear crawdads tho. Didn't realize it tho till the other day. Opened my house door and there was one. The biggest one I have ever seen. Almost thought it was a baby lobster I stood there screaming like a little girl In defense of myself it did look like a kungfu fighter standing on its hind legs threatening me with those claws I had done nothing to provoke such a stance. Oh well
Sometimes the forgiving can be easy and complete. The forgetting how you feel is not so easy. How quickly one can look at someone and in a nano second how you see them changes. That is my two cents for the day
RE: How is your health?
I get one once a year. I have private health insurance and their way of punishing me is once a year I must get a check up. When enrollment time rolls around. So if I flunk in three areas or if I chose not to get the exam they tack an extra 600 american dollars on to my health insurance a year. With that threat it has managed to keep me damn will healthy, I don't take no meds daily like so many my age does.