My husband growing up lived on a farm where
Posted By: Laughing on 2009-02-25
In Reply to: I think the rich are just whining - where's the slump?
his father raised black angus cattle. You cannot get a better cut of meat than that except for the extra expensive Koba (spelling?) maybe. He and his siblings told me,they got so tired of having steaks, etc. all the time and welcomed bologna instead. Now way past childhood, my husband loves a good bologna sandwich because years ago it was like a treat for the kids to get instead of the steaks all the time.
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When I lived on a farm back in the day...
One night my girls (little then) and I were coming home after work and we came down the hill and the headlights illuminated many, many dead cats, at least 40. It was so traumatic. The girls were screaming and crying, it was awful. And it was also a black lab that was the culprit. What a horrible sight that was. I'll never forget it.
I met my husband at the appartment complex we lived in.
I thought he was cute but was too shy to do anything about it so a neighbor put a few good words in for me and he came over to my appartment, we talked for a while and then he asked me out for a date.
Maybe get involved in community activities, take courses you are interested in or just do like I did, keep your eyes opened.
I along with my husband lived back in the days when
we were regularly punished with whippings. I remember a yard stick (wooden) plus belts, hands and he probably the same. We have grown into very productive people and we believe in doing right, being the best we can be and no we were not tarnished for life. This is something most kids I grew up with faced and we did not love our parents less for it. I never knew of a kid in high school who fought, cursed the teachers, his parents or really was in any kind of serious trouble and graduated in a class over 200. Now the way kids are brought up, it is an entirely different time and I do not know if it is all for the good. We never thought we were abused, never and if I were growing up today probably would have some busybody sticking their nose in to try and undo what our parents did back then. What you see for your child is not always what others want for theirs. There are more troubled children today than ever before and DH and I both think due to parents babying their kids to the point of almost being scared of them and the kids running the show.
Well, I was raised on a farm so...sm
I knew early on what confine meant when we had a cow ready to give birth. My grandpa "confined" her to keep her from running off into the pasture to have it on her own. You can imagine my surprise (disgust actually) when I heard educated doctors use basically the same phraseology towards a human-being...I was a tad disturbed. Then I thought...it was probably a good thing I had been confined then or God only knows which park I may have had my daughter in. LOL
Just reminds me of Animal Farm.
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I get it at Safeway and Food Farm. nm
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split time between home and grandparent's farm
When I got divorced, I left my home town and moved 1000 miles away. Stayed there 2-1/2 years, came back to my home town's neighboring state for 3 years, but back to the neighboring state that was 1000 miles away again...
now I'm back in my home town.
I moved to several different areas in those locales during that time, so I actually moved a total of 9 times in 7 years. I am sick of moving my king size bedroom, but I will probably move again next year, just a mile or so away though. I hope it's the last move!
I went to a strawberry pickin' farm Monday. The owner sm
told our large group of homeschoolers (both moms and dads) during our tour that he had to learn the hard way that women make THE GREATEST strawberry planters. He said he hired a bunch of men one year and that was the last time he did that. He said now they are all women - they take their time, take pride in their work, and just do something for the soil where he has huge, gorgeous berries whenever they plant them. All the women there broke into applause. I thought it was so funny. I just liked seeing a man actually admit to something like that.....
The mansions are still here, but the Game Farm closed this spring
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My 14yr old is reading Animal Farm now for English
It is quite wierd. I really don't want to watch Kid Nation but am sometimes drawn to those kind of shows.
We always used to use spray brake cleaner on the farm. Wasps would drop instantly, and somehow we
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when I was growing up
our Monsingor of our church would yell at the parents during the middle of mass because babies were crying in church told them to leave! Guess he could not tolerate much.
Growing up, did you get along better with your mom or dad?
I got along waaaay better with my dad. My mom was a control freak.
But once I moved out on my own, I got along fine with both of them. 
I don't do well with controlling people. 
About the 50s, I was growing up then
and most of the women in my home were a) widowed, b) divorced or married and working, in fact all the women worked whether divorced, widowed or married. You were watching a TV show. The women in my life had power and responsibility and I never thought of them as being coddled, kept or irresponsible. I remember as a child when I would say my mother was divorced it was odd for other children (most mothers married then and most stay at home mothers). Kids would want to talk about how I felt as a child of divorce and I always said 1 less parent to say no to me. I have never nor has my husband called me stupid. Name calling is just not done here. My love is the most important thing in my life to me here on earth.
Me neither as my child growing up
things can really change in life.
reminds me of my dog when growing up
my dad did not like him being on the couch and he would jump off when he heard him walking towards the room. Another favorite was as my dad was coming down the stairs my dad could see him on the couch before entering the room as we had a mirror hanging on the wall...maybe our dog could see him too!
We always had dachshunds growing up...
and I have always felt that they are honorary big dogs!
I can remember growing up that my
sister went through a spell where she would only want to eat one thing. My mom called and talked to the pediatrician, and he told her not to worry about it. When she got hungry enough she would eat whatever was fixed.
When my daughter starts into her stubbon streak (which she inherited from both me and the ex) I just send her to her room and let her wait it out. Back in the day, our parents would probably swat us on our you-know-what and say get over it, but you know today that is abuse.
When I was growing up we had 3 channels but guess what?
I find it tremendously funny when yu0o say a trial shoved down your throat. I have cable and have, oh, over 100 channels. No show is ever shoved down my throats, we just, duh, change the channel or just DON’T watch!!!
I was so glad when mine growing up that
I always had much praise for others they visited/stayed with, in fact I had a problem between my mother and father (them being divorced) because they would be trying to keep a child longer than the other thought they should. I had phone calls saying - he has already had- she has kept him now and so on. Friends told me my kids when visiting sooo good- wondered how I did- the kids now are being brought up so much more different and this is what people can expect. I also know about the saying sparing the rod- right?
what I did growing up really is none of my kids' business.
Here and there I've volunteered information and shared stories that actually do lend validity to my opinions and the rules I have set for my kids. But I have to tell you that I was really a pretty good kid. I have maybe only one or two regrets, but I haven't shared those with my kids. And if they asked me about them, I'd lie and say nope, never did that.
All of this makes me think how lucky I was growing up.
My father was a wonderful man. He loved women. And by that I mean that he had the greatest respect for women. I was his only daughter, and I can't count how many times he told me that women were generally smarter, more capable and able to handle more than men. He was full of admiration for the women in his life. Long before Tom Cruise and "Jerry Maguire", my father used to say, "Men and women complete each other."
Because of my father's attitude, I grew up believing that I was special, and I'm sure it saved me from a lot of heartbreak and helped me to form health relationships with the men in my life.
The women in these polygamist situations are raised up to be this way. They just don't know any better. I believe they are brainwashed by these sick, despicable, poor excuses for men. I hope that they can get themselves and their children out of this situation. Unfortunately, it looks like many of them want to hold onto the only thing that they know.
She won't grow to fit her tank, she will just keep growing....
But eventually she has to stop growing some time. I really think she has probably grown as much as she is going to. If she has to go to a bigger tank yet, we may have to see if our local zoo will take her. The tanks are the biggest outlay. I get all her rocks free from our local monument maker and a quarry. I buy a bottle of the stuff to kill the chlorine and use our city water.
Cleaning her tank is not too bad as we have a gravel vacuum. We don't fill the tank all the way up, only about 2/3 full. They need at least the width of their shell for the depth of the water in case they flip over on their back. Otherwise they can't flip themselves over. We do a partial tank change. Just enough to suck up the "poop" and food scraps. Then we replace it.
Other than her lights burning out once in a while, she is pretty low mainatenance. And fun to watch. Especially when she chases the goldfish. LOL
There is a growing body of evidence
that circumcision is simply not worth the risks. Among clinical investigators, not just "kidhealth dot com."
If the risks of bleeding or infection are higher with circumcision as an adult, then for heaven's sake, don't do it then, either! Unless, obviously, there is a surgical indication for it.
I repeat: Having a foreskin is not a surgical indication.
We were told a lot of things growing up
such as wearing gloves to church but do you think people do that now? Did we show up in church years ago in pants (say the 60s, 70s), most did not but probably common now. Having said that I do not think by any means cursing only means you have a limited use of the English language. If anything I throw out words loads of time my husband asks me to "break it down for him" or "use English" and I am not talking cursing. If anything, another term for MTers are language specialists which I think applies to most who do this job. Next assumption.
I was bullied in school growing up
My mom contacted the bully's mom and the mom asked her daughter if he had been doing what I said. Her daughter said no and she said to my mom I believe my child.
I yelled at daughter when she was growing up. I'm not
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What do you think of that lash growing medication?
I've seen the commercial but cannot remember the name of the med, but it's for growing lashes. It may cause (possibly) reversible eyelid darkening and permanent discoloration of the iris. Would people really want those potential risks and/or side effects? I mean, you're messing with your sight here. I've always had long lashes and find them a pain at times - they curl the wrong way and poke your eye and you have to pluck them (ouch), they catch on your glasses, etc. I can't help but feel that we'll find out 10 years down the road that med cause some kind of cancer.
Not unusual at all - my DH had one growing up and still talks about how smart it was! (nm)
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This reminds me of a lady I knew growing up...
She would eat almost the entire plate of food, and then find "something" in it and say she's not paying for it... the "something" happened to always be in the last bite...
It's called cheapskate not quirky... 
As far as putting breadsticks in my purse, I'd imagine the butter would go everywhere. Why not ask for a take out package instead?
Sugar packets - that's going a bit far......
I also knew of a man who would break off celery in the grocery store, throw it in the bottom of the cart, and then leave the store - he didn't want to pay for the entire thing and only needed one stalk or so... again, cheapskate.... the bad part about that is he handled it, put it back on the shelf, and someone is getting ripped off who buys that stalk...
Which reminds me, always pick from the back and bottom; that's the freshest produce!
There are times I would love to stop the growing process
but I look at that as denying my children the incredible happiesses I have experienced, such as college, marriage, children, etc. and that makes it a bit easier.
Any avid gardners with advice on growing great cantaloupes? sm
I seem to be able to grow everything but these. It seems something always gets them about 2 weeks before they are ready to harvest. I live in mid AL. What can I do to successfully grow one of these wonderful, yummy things? 
I don't even know what that is... lived in CA, AZ, OR
and Nevada. Never heard of scrapple.
:) Thanks! LOL--I wish you lived near me too...SM
We live in Nebraska.
My idea of shopping is Walmart, Target, and K-Mart. It worked while my boys were young, but now that they're getting older I guess I'll hafta dig deeper in the pocketbook and shop at stores in the mall. Thanks for the link! :)
Chickadee
I wish I lived
close enough to a beach to go every day, but then again, I probably would NEVER work!
You see, I have never lived by
myself. I went straight from home, to the college dorm, to my grandma's for the summer, then I got married. I never got to be on my own. I think everybody should have that opportunity. I think it would have changed me in lots of ways.
In my day, no vaccine. We all got it. We all lived.
At least now he will be immune. Hope you had hubby don't come down, too, but if so, it doesn't last forever. Just keep him away from others while contagious. And don't let him scratch!
When I lived in Colombia....
no one printed anything for me in English. Their country, their language, respect their ways. Those who come here should do the same - our country, our langauge, our ways. If you want to speak Spanish, go back across the border.
We speak English here precisely we were all originally from somewhere else.
The "We were all immigrants" argument is inane. Any country can say that. Mexicans were not originally from Mexico except for the Indians, who are extremely underprivileged and discriminated against by the Mexican government and the majority of Mexicans. Within the Latino culture, there is plenty of discrimination and prejudice - the lighter the skin and hair color, the higher the prestige. Latin American countries look down on the Caribbena and Mexico, etc.
Prejudice, stereotypes and discrimination are not just a white-black issue.
Why is that the Vietnamese and Koreans and other Asian groups come here, learn a new alphabet and many times will learn both Spanish and English in order to do business, but the Spanish speakers come here and demand everything be done to accommodate them?
It don't want to be Americans, they should stay home. If they want to adopt the American culture, come on over - legally.
hopefully this will be short-lived
I'd still send pictures, etc., especially to your grandparents. Good luck!
lived with us for a year.
by the time she moved out, no one would talk at the dinner table. my husband & I would go outside to talk. not good. hopefully your mil will be able to get some friends.
She has lived with us for 2-3/4 years so she...sm
knows all of the family line. We have been told that the judge that is finalizing the adoption spends a lot of time hanging out with a child that is old enough to talk with him at the time of adoption so she's looking forward to that. We've got the camera ready to go with a new battery and lots of memory on the memory card for the photos.
I have made an appointment to get her portrait made and the place we're doing that can create some adoption announcement cards for us with her picture and information on it to send out to people.
I like the tree idea - thanks for that one! Hopefully I could keep it growing! :o)
I grew up and lived in PA
until I made a few moves down south a few years back and moved to Ohio a year ago. I am about 45 minutes now from my hometown in PA, but my hometown in PA is just 45 minutes away from Pittsburgh. We could be close enough to be neighbors!
I wish I lived right next door to
help you with your project. That's my kind of fun. :oD I wuv a good rottie. Can't imagine playing with 3 of them.
How about: If I lived here, I'd be the cook!
Looks beautiful! WIsh I lived there. NM
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Did your parents help? I lived on my own but (sm)
it was because my stepfather did not want me there. I worked a full time and a part time job and tried to put myself through college. It took me years just to get an associate degree. If I had had help from my parents it would have been so much easier. It was very difficult as an 18-year-old to earn enough money to take care of myself.
I wished you lived near me...sm
So that you could meet my big baby and get to know him. I promise you would say this is no pit bull. My mom was scared to death when I got him that he would grow up and be this mean vicious killer. Well now she loves him to death. My father-in-law was against us having a pit. Now he says he ain't nothing but a baby. Some may be mean. But I am telling you mine is not mean. UNLESS he feels threatened or his family is threatened. Just a while ago a friend of my husbands was over here and CJ was just head set on getting up in his lap. CJ weighs about 70 pounds and he thinks he can sit in your lap. Lots of people say he isn't a pit is he? I say yes but he is a nice pit. Some are mean, some are not. It depends on the dog and a lot of how it is raised. This dog has been babied like a child from the time I got him. When he was 3 months old I got him and routinely rocked him in my recliner. Now he is just this huge baby.
We lived 2 blocks away from each other
I knew him in high school. He was the 'much older' Senior and I the lowly Sophomore. I had a crush on him, we'd ride with a group of boys & girls to away football games & he was always very nice to me. My older brother and his older brother were in the same class & had been good friends for years.
DH graduated & then two weeks before my senior year was to start, my now BIL came over to our house, after he returned from the Marines, to see if my brother was home. He wasn't but we talked for a few minutes. Then furture BIL went back to his home and told DH....you need to call Renee.
The rest is history.
We dated during my senior year and we went to all the dances. It was a great year and I have a box full of silly bids from dances, pictures and fun times! That was some 42 years ago now...LOL.
when i lived in the south, they said
i had a 'northern' accent. I'm born/raised Californian. When we moved to midwest, teased kids for having southern accent. however, when my husband used to work all over the country 40 yr ago, he could tell almost exactly where someone was from, hearing them talk a bit. With all the travel/moving around now, accents are there, but not nearly as identifiable, and ofttimes a mixture ...
never lived there but visited.
I love it. So jealous of you. Good luck!!
I lived there and HATED it!
There is nothing to do in North Carolina. The BIG event in Raleigh is the weekly Farmer's Market. The lakes are ugly, manmade bowl-like things. The police are out of control in that part of the country.
You could not PAY me to live in North Carolina again. At least not near Raleigh. Charlotte and the Mountain area are nice, but for the middle of the state? YUCK!!!
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