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June 25, 2004

WHAT YOU NEED TO DO

You need to take a cruise.

(Thanks to Ted Habte-Gabr)

Comments

*waits in wings to start singing "By George, she's got it!!" for sly

....ok, I've got cable again. haven't had it in a number of years (7..8 years?? can't remember.)

Nothing has changed.

One of the reasons I got rid of it before was because things were run over and over. It seemed like whenever I would put on the TV Guide Channel to see what's on, they constantly played the clip from Twister with Helen Hunt saying "where's my truck."

I've got the preview channel on right now, I was in the kitchen and I heard "Where's my truck."

Has that movie been playing for 7 or 8 years???

Kat, something tells me you don't look a bit like Rex Harrison.

sly - I think it has

not so much these days sly lol .. more like the other guy that played Col Pickering .. Wilfrid Hyde-White?? soemthing like that .. now you understand why I am yet to post a picture

Polly ... LTTG I know, but were you referencing "Annie" with your comment to Peri earlier? I only just picked it up lol
*visualises Polly as Miss Hannigan.. loves Polly the gin bottle for authenticity.. yes.. that's it exactly

well, if I was on a diet, it's over now.. I followed up the aforementioned food with a plateful or Chinese noodles and veg, and washed it down with a glass of Coke & lime.. I'm thinking I overindulged

aawwww Josh, you old honey-dripper.. is that how you got the role of blog whore? Does it for me!!
I didn't get 30 secs to myself this weekend, or I would have gotten that pic for you.. hopefully it will happen soon .. I'm gonna do my damndest get it sorted this week

Let's play guess the quote!!

"I'm dead, I'm composed entirely of light and I'm alone in space with a man who'd loose a battle of wits with a stuffed iguana."

Character and programme please

by the way, if anyone is looking for a good cheesey chkck flick to watch "Wimbledon" fits the bill. Just saw it this weekend and we both loved it. We both fell for Paul Bettany.

lol josh.. well done .. and it was Arnold, Arnold, Arnold Rimmer

*gets an earwig with the Rimmerworld theme

Joshkr...similar thing happened to me summer before last. My daughter was working as a counselor at a youth camp in Colorado. One weekend, I was visiting family in Indiana.

Early Sunday morning, about 3:00, I woke up from a horrible dream. In the dream, my daughter was home, but she was locked in her room and I could hear her crying...heart rendering sobs, and I couldn't get through the locked door to get to her. It was awful.

I didn't get back to sleep. I told my sister about it when she got up and she assured me that if anything were wrong, they'd call me. But that horrible feeling from the dream stayed with me all day.

Due to the location of the camp, it was difficult getting ahold of her. As I was driving home to St. Louis, I finally called her dad, asked him to just please humor me. I explained the dream, and told him I knew she was OK because I would have gotten a call otherwise. I just asked him to please tell me if he had heard anything.

He paused....said.. "yeah, she's fine" and I hung up, thinking that he thought I was a loon, but at least I was assured she was fine.

Five minutes later, my daughter called me from a medical center in Granby, Colorado where she had spent most of the night after having sufferd a concussion. She had asked her dad not to tell me anything until x-rays and CT scans had been completed because she said, "you know how mom will freak out." After my call -- which totally freaked him out -- he called her and told her it was no use trying to keep it from me, I knew anyway.

She had been goofing around with some of the other counselors on their night off, and she fell and hit her head. It happened at 2:00 in the morning....3:00 where I was.

When my oldest daughter heard about it, she said to her sister, "Haven't you learned by now you can't keep anything from Mom? I don't know how, but she ALWAYS knows."

I don't always know....but I'll let them believe I do.

Josh, I personally can't relate to the abuse part, but have close friends who have been down that road. I've heard from them about the demons that have haunted them...and sometimes still do. I think it's wonderful that you've come this far and turned out so great after that experience. BRAVO!!!

Proud of you!!

Josh, when it comes to the parent/kid thing, since we've known you since birth, we learn the different looks that come with the various moods. Sort of knowledge = "gift", I guess. But communication is also a big part of it.

I'm just scared of screwing up as a parent, and as a result, screwing up my kids. So, I always try to keep them talking to me. I've found that when they are quiet, all I have to do is say, "What's going on...talk to me, what's on your mind." And then they talk.

That's why they think I always know.

And now I'm about to be drummed out of the "Mom's Club" for letting the cat out of the bag.

Well, back to my reports.

Later (and take care.)

sounds like a great dad to me Josh.. and this wasn't my dad, but I think it's worth mentioning..

When we were young, my sister and I were abused by an elderly friend of the family. None of this came to the surface nor were there any consequences until it was finally taken to court when I was almost 19. Now the abuser in question, due to his age and health got a slap over the wrist with a wet bus ticket, and not much more, but my abiding memory is of my younger brother, who at 14, when he was told what was happening was ready to kill the person who'd hurt his sisters, someone who up until 30 seconds earlier he had held in high esteem. Don't get me wrong, my Dad was great too, but he was far more civilised about it, which tends to happen as you age and come to terms with the world. My brother wasn't there yet, and he was ready to kill for us. He still has that passion inside him.. he's gonna make a great dad one day.
As to the question of whether or not you know that an abuser can never touch you again, the only way I know that for sure is that my abuser is dead and gone. The person you are has changed though. You are stronger and better than when you started, and you have made your life something that you want to live - you should be proud of yourself. If you ever have to meet this person (I use the term loosely) again, you will not be the same as you were, and you can make a stand from where you are now.

ok.. time to cheer up now!!!

(((hugs Joshkr)))

Hey, Dave posted a picture of Christobol and his kids at a book signing in Chicago....obviously Dave's picture phone has been getting overworked judging by the quality of the pic.

C-bol, are you going to be posting any other pics on the Y Group?

anyone want a peanut butter cookie fresh from the oven?? they're really more-ish, which is bad, but cheaper than storebought... which is good lol

There's a second tray in the oven if anyone misses out.

In the meantime, I'm watching The Princess Bride and trying to get up the energy to go to work lol

ok... they're all out .. dig in.. or don't and i'll have the lot.. either way is good for me

night all.. heading for work now..
*drags Tom back to her cabana

I have a question for our Floridians..and others who've been in hurricanes. Would you have any idea why people are driving around during hurricanes?

In each of the hurricanes we've had this year, there have been deaths due to traffic accidents during the storm. There's been plenty of warning that the thing is coming. To quote Carl Hiaasen's recent column, we've been "...watching the thing lumber across the doppler screen for a week," so getting caught out in the storm while running an errand would seem not wise.

I've been surprised by a funnel cloud while traveling....but those things have a nasty habit of dropping out of the sky without warning.

Hurricanes seldom sneak up on you.

Just curious.

Werd up y'all. (wow I'm Texan)

Hi MeL

Bangi ... I'm heeeeeeere!!! thanks for the hugs.. here's one for {{{{you}}}

u have a moatarita float for me and Tom Selleck?

and if you found a mountain in the middle of the moat I'd be a bit worried .. I think they're supposed to be somewhere else

*hits the remote control for coffee..

*sobs quietly.. and starts humming a little hum..

Nobody loves me, everybody hates me
I think I'll go eat worms..
Bite their heads off, spit their guts out,
Watch them wiggle and squirm

I'm gonna read then sleep for a bit.. see y'all in the morning

Coffee?

*stumbles to coffee urn and notices partially eaten worms all over the counter*

EWWWWWWW.

*Calls over steward to clean up the mess and start new post of coffee*

(this new post is still a boat, right?)

h-e-l-l-lo-o-o-o???

Did pirates attack and abscond with everyone??

h-e-l-l-lo-o-o-o???

Did pirates attack and abscond with everyone??

See, the boat is empty....there's an echo

hello? Is this thing on? Or did everyone move? *goes back to catch up on posts since last night*

ooo, I hear somebody....just when I have to go back to work.

*yawn stretch* Mornin bloglits!

Honest, Slyeyes comments weren't there when I posted, cause I refreshed before posting.

Hi Mike, and Slyeyes and any one else around.

I was going to respond to one or two things since last night.

In the order that they occur to me:

Slyeyes, I have lived in SC since 1976. I moved here at 9. People here still think I sound like I'm from up north, so much so that they still ask where I'm from. To my sister living back in PA, I sound hopelessly southern. On the driving in hurricanes, what annoys me more is the weather persons out there. "Well, authorities have ordered everyone off the streets, you can see the wind blowing everything over, but I'm still out here just to show you how bad it is."

Josh-you have obviously had troubles in your life, far more than most people, but I am glad you made it through, and have turned out to be such a great person.

Kat-I learned that as

Nobody likes me, everybody hates me
Goin' in the garden eatin' worms.
First you bite their heads off
Then you suck their guts out
Then you throw the skins away.


I will of course now be throwing these worms away.

Honest. I threw the worms out.

Hello?

Boy is it quiet in here.

Hey Susan, see you are going to get more rain, like you need it. Us too.

Takes hours to catch up when you are gone for a week, thank goodness I had several hours yesterday to do it or I would not be getting much work done today.

...anyone.....anyone....

..Bueller?

Some of us are working our butts off and can just take a second to look in when the boss's back is turned.

Whoops, here she co...

*hides under desk*

Yes, BigD, more rain coming. Like we need any more. Tornado watch for this area, no warnings as yet...watch the weather radio go off as I post this.

That's about all the work I'm getting done today, keeping an eye on the weather and letting the people know. It is fairly quiet right now, but later tonight I expect things to get a little more hectic. (I have a feeling it may be a late night.)

*Slides in the door Kramer style*

Whew!! I'm pooped. And it's only MOaNDAY.

Hope everyone's survivin. ;)

We finally closed on our house (that we've lived in for three months now, LONG story) on Friday, and I have got soooooooooooooooooo much work to finish before the baby gets here!! Yikes!!!

So I will definitely be in need of a Whole Lotta Love -ing of the Moataritas for the next few weeks. We have been taking pictures of the kitchen upgrade I will post the progress as time allows. Just sos you all can have a looksee into the dimented mind which I occasionally call mine.

Well, I just found my way over here and I now I'm off to go Ketchup.

Remember Ketchup and Liquor?

*Leaves with me tired arse dragging on the floor behind me*

stupid net ppl didnt send me a bill and now they've cut off my net for not paying the bill.
bleah
on a lighter note...i have dial-up! Ms Contigency
oh yahhhh oh yahhhh....

g idea! only...i always hand deliver...

The dog ate your check?

Your check is the same place as the bill they didn't send?

*thinking...*

In that case, the check's in the female! har har..snort..

what?

Rita.. you are not stupid or blind. Abusers are like that, they create a trust, a relationship. Very few abusers actually look evil. There are no horns on their head or signs pinned to their chest. They're just regular schmoes who happen to be great fat perverts.
As for helping your daughter, there are plenty of books available in the library or local bookshops that have advice for parents of abuse victims. The best thing in the world you can do is listen if she wants to talk. After that, wherever she wants to go needs to be her decision. She won't heal if she is made to go faster than she needs to go.

OK.. that's a real downer....... here goes the happy stuff.. I brought Tom Selleck back, somebody love us some CosMoatpolitans (sun's over the yardarm in Europe somewhere)
oh... and BOOGERS

*gives Rita a big {{{hug}}} for being a wonderful mom and a great person in general

It seems there are a lot of great people in general here.

And could someone love me some sunshine? The rain has commenced to fall in a very profuse manner.

(not sure where that last sentence came from)

Here comes the rain again, falling on my head like a memory...

It is really coming down out there.

*offers to trade Susan some sun for a bit of rain (no hurricanes please)*

Oh I just figured out in part where it came from. A line in a book I'm reading "..best be thinkin' about startin' to commence to begin makin' plans to head for the store."

And I really didn't need that quick power outage while I was typing...

Joshkr: "Do I have to say poopie diapers."

Movie?

Anyway, sounds like you survived and came through stronger than the asswipe could have hoped or anticipated. As said on a previous MOAT I've known too many people this has happened to, and it leaves me terribly frustrated that I can't so SOMETHING to make it better.

There are people who use bad childhoods (not necessarily abuse) as an excuse for the rest of their lives, but as politicians and comedians would say, then the terrorists win.

Rita, what can I say? Beating yourself up won't change the past or help your daughter. You're (not your) there for her now. Sometimes we don't know, sometimes we close our eyes because we don't want it to be true. It's when a child comes to the parent and says something bad is going on and the parent dismisses it, accuses them of lying, or denies the accused would do such a thing that the parent deserves to be condemned, IMHO.

Some people get to step up and do the right thing -- Joshkr's grandfather for one, Bill Clinton for another -- but it doesn't necessarily end the guilty feelings, even though YOU HAVE NOTHING TO FEEL GUILTY ABOUT.

That said, hope everybody is feeling better today. Kat, hope you didn't make yourself sick by pigging out. Christobol, I wish the picture was clearer, but good one and nice touch with the Twinkies! (I tried to convince my wife we need to buy "one last box" today, but it was half-hearted, as neither of us is a real Twinkie lover. Give her dark chocolate and she's happy.)

Kat (if it was you who brought it up), I'm a big Red Dwarf fan and have the whole series on tape.

My god. The chimny out back just fell. Scared the crap (if I may say so) out of me. Thank God and everyone watching out that it hit the ground and no one else. I hope. I'm going to look now.

ok... resuming normal programming.....
... but this guy is a week late for TLAPD
**WARNING**this link will not work in about 20 hrs time (give or take) so you had better check it out post haste

Jeff.. Red Dwarf is smeggin' brilliant!!
.. and parents that know but ignore the facts should be strung up by whatever genitalia they have (according to gender) and left to slow roast over an open fire.. when that's done, then you commence the torture...

Susan.. would trade you for some rain, but the sunshine was yesterday.. it's drizzling again today

All is ok. It went over less than a foot from the heat/ac unit, cracking one corner of the cement. One lone brick went in the road, the rest just scattered in the back yard. Only about the top third really came apart, the rest is mainly two big chunks.

Of all days not to have my camera. Maybe my boss has hers.

And there is no wind outside whatsoever. Just rain.

*Climbs aboard, dripping wet*
Hey everybody, no time to explain or catch up, hope all is well, just needed to check in. Thanks to all who complimented my son's picture at the book signing, we had a good time. Mike W, Meg really appreciated the comment about "Bug Hunter", I think she was feeling a little left out, and it speaks volumes for you that you did that!

Later, can't even say hello, Goodbye...

that's good, susan. It means that an umbrella will not be pointless because the rain will not blow straight under the rim

smooches Jamester on the cheek as he flies past

*nearly sprays water on monitor as he realizes Jamester has two kids: Meg, Ryan.*

Anyway, sorry if she felt left out. She was a little sweetie too! :)

maybe the twin boys will be called Tom & Hank

you can call them Thomas and Henry "for long" and maybe no one will ever notice

ok... I know Tom Hanks is kinda scary in a saccharine way, but I didn't think I'd scare everyone off!!

Mike - when I call them into the house I try to do it in reverse order, Ryan first...

{{{Peri}}} another great mom and great person
I think the room is full of them.

***hugs for everyone***

thanks Mike!! *kisses Mike on the cheek
One day I will have children and I hope to be half the parent that the people in here are already. One thing I know already is that good or bad experiences aside, life is about the total picture, and you need the contrast of dark and light to make it interesting and worth experiencing

***** deep philosophical moment is over.. for now****

and thanks Peri!! *pinches back..
had to refresh to get my pinch!!
*dives into champagne fountain and commences backstroke

Wooooeeee!! Pinches and smooches. My Monday has been made! :)

Oh goody, someone brought the champagne fountain! *ker-sploosh!*

JEANNE UPDATE

I now have electrical power. Yay for electrical power! Electrical power is a useful thing. It lets one blog. Blogging is a good thing. Therefore, electrical power is a good thing.

Well, it's clear she's developed a taste for reptile flesh, so it would be immoral of you NOT to feed her spammers and telemarketers. For a real treat, you might throw in a lawyer or two.

Question: Why is it that I can pack 90% of my stuff in 3 days, but the last 10% seems to defy all attempts to be logically placed?

I swear, I have 4 boxes of crap left to unpack and I cannot figure out where to put it. Garage? - Nope. Guest Bedroom? - full - nope. My Office - mostly full - maybe. Crap on a stick....

Anyway - just wanted to share a rant with y'all...

they seem perpetually cheerful, I don't see how they could make her unhappier Peri.. I say go for it

Yeah, the crap on a stick is always the hardest. You can't just put that anywhere.

*loves Higgy some Supersize pooper scooper bags for the crap on a stick...
Crap goes in there, you box the sticks up separately and reassemble at a new location

"Police inquiries have revealed that on Saturday the man drank the juice of a garden plant, a substance which is a Class A drug, Senior Sergeant Steve Aitken said.

"While in custody he appeared to believe he was a pirate at sea and was using a rolled-up magazine as a telescope."

Kat, what was the plant and where can I get one? (just kidding)


Peri, your post was to the point and definitely NOT too long. I'm glad you said it and even though you're not looking for a pat on the back, how about a hug? You deserve one. And I agree with the you about the "can't afford to leave" excuse. There are shelters that specialize in battered women and their kids. There is NO EXCUSE for that behavior, and she shouldn't stay.

I wish I could remember the reference, but I think it was in a book I read or movie I saw. This guy was drunk and smacked around his wife. That night he woke up with her sitting on his chest with a huge carving knife. She told him if he ever hit her again he better kill her, otherwise she'd cut his balls off. This was well before the Bobbitt case. (The memory is imperfect. It may have been a pot of boiling water rather than the knife.)

Rita, I've actually heard that before -- probably a made-for-tv movie! -- but it doesn't make it any less sick. After Jackie's sister got divorced her elder daughter wouldn't talk to her father for two years because of the way he treated her mother & herself -- mentally abusive, not physically or sexually. At the time the kid was about 12 and having terrible problems because the man was such an asshole.

Actually, there is a history in Jackie's family of that kind of mental abuse -- her mother once told her "You're so stupid, no wonder you flunked out of college." But I always told Jackie she was a foundling because she is so unlike the other women in her family (maybe because she's the oldest?). She just got a job and refused to take a cent from her parents. She's extremely strong and has nothing but contempt for the rest of them. In fact, she doesn't speak to either of her sisters and has just re-established a relationship with her mother now that she's having memory problems and is in assisted living. (Interestingly, she's a much nicer and more loving person now.)

D'art: glad you're OK.

djt.. now there's something worth buying

Jeff.. I think he snuck on the Moat and took a bite out of Pookie

oh and btw.. if Pookie mixes up telemarketers with market researchers, I'm in big trouble.. I promise you, I'm a nice person and I will never try to sell anyone anything. That's not my job - I couldn't do it if it was, I'm not a good liar at all

Speaking of crap on a stick, on Sunday Morning there was a Bill Geist story about the Iowa State Fair in which he said they seemed to sell all food on a stick. They showed him eating a giant pork chop (wbagnfarb?) on a stick.

Hugs and kisses to you all, maybe I'll actually have some time tomorrow. (Peri, I like your style). Kat, thanks for the flying smooch!

Jeff - like a shishkebab skewer? or a big ol' stick?

Hellooooo Moaties!!!

I've missed quite a bit since Friday! RL was extremely busy this weekend. It even spilled over into today. However, I am now happily blogging from Rochester, NY! Interesting town. I'm at a SWEET hotel and just had a great dinner at the restaurant here. Gotta love having a $50 dinner paid for by the company! Did I miss any new C-bol installments?

last post was in the LoveMoat.. haven't heard much from C-bol recently

oh.. and welcome back.. I thought I typed that.. must have been my imagination!!

Just caught up. (As I said before...we're not allowed to blog at work.)

I haven't known anyone (except Peri) for very long but I just feel so bad that Josh & Rita had to go through that. I imagine they will always be changed in some way because of it. There is nothing too awful or horrible that can be done to an abuser. It never ceases to amaze me that a white collar criminal that steals some money spends waaayyyy more time in jail than someone that abuses another person. There is really something wrong there.

** clears throat, wipes away tear **

Okay, on to other things - how come no one is pinching my butt dammit?

Peri - I do that too! Only I put it in the store room and then a year later if I can't remember what's in the box ..out it goes.

Speaking of being a mommy....our daughters are at the park Peri. It appears to me as though they are fighting right now (there's a shock), perhaps about which way the merry-go-round should turn? Anyway, now that they are outside I am eating a bowl of Smartie ice cream (I gave them the boring cookies) and watching tv, etc. Does it get any better than this?

....speaking of spiders.....

OK, I know that was in another thread, but I can't remember which one right now.

A snippet of info on the radio on the way home from work said that in Canada, finding a spider in your wedding dress on your wedding day is considered good luck.

Also, at any point in time, all of us are no less than two feet from a spider....

*looks around room..goes and stops on something ont he floor that turns out to be a teeny bit of brownie*

Anyway, for our Canadian friends...is that true about good luck and spiders in your wedding dress?

Zoodle.. slide over this way .. *PINCH* ... is that better?

Higgy.. when I moved house (just before Christmas time) I did a throw out before I moved, one when I was unpacking (thinking the whole time why did i even bother to move this stuff from one place to another?)and there are still three or four boxes down in the garage that I have not gotten around to unpacking (after 9 months I think this proves that I don't actually need these things). Having said that, there was one box that went missing (and believe me, there's always one, minimum). That was a box that had things I needed in it, like the wall clock for my kitchen, and my answering machine, among other things. Also here's a moving story for those of you who aren't moving at the moment and can sit back and laugh at me...
I had about a month in between moves where my things had to go into storage, which was fine. Also my family are wonderful and they helped me finish packing and take the stuff to the storage facility. FIRST TRAILER LOAD: my Dad loads the furniture and the bed and so forth. He notices that I haven't taken the CD's out of my entertaiment unit... I pull them out, box them up and the furniture gets transferred safely.
SECOND TRAILER LOAD: Dad comes back for the boxes (he's not doing this all alone, but he is driving so he gets honourable mention). Boxes and boxes and boxes (and some baby boxes because they've been reproducing in my spare room) get piled on the trailer. Someone calls out for any smaller boxes, and I bring out a stack, including the box of CD's. Dad ties everything down, leaving CD box on top of everything, directly under a rope. Myself and at least 2 others warn him that the box is not safe, but does he listen?? NOOOOOOO... the story wouldn't be as much fun if he had.
Well, he got about 4 blocks before the box flew off the back of the trailer, scattering my entire CD collection back over the last block we'd driven. We (three of us) had to get out, scramble to pick them all up while watching for oncoming traffic. AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHH!!! Still most of them were OK.. I only lost about a dozen. Unfortunately a couple of them were favourites, but que sera sera and all that crap

Never heard of that one slyeyes.

If it rains on your wedding day it's good luck (my wedding day was bright & sunny & hot....I shoulda known then!).

Zoodle: *pinch honk beep awoooga!* Hey this is fun!

Thanks Kat..I feel much better :)

*measures 2ft in any direction
Unless they're in garage underneath me somewhere, I can't see em sly... and I am NOT NOT NOT getting married in Canada. I am not arachnophobic, but it's still not my ideal wedding tradition.. I prefer the idea of running late and wearing something old, something new, something borrowed something blue. But maybe I'm alone in this

Now I'm having fun! Woohoo...

** pinches Mike's butt **

*giggles*

I need to know how that's funny Peri

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