Reminds me of a story about my deceased husband
Posted By: Marie on 2009-02-25
In Reply to: THANK YOU MARIE!!! - westcoastMT
We had his grandchildren staying at our home and what a handful, 3 of them, ages 13, 8 and 10. The 10 year old was acting out and threatened to call the police on his g'father (my hubby) when the g'father had done nothing for him to say that. The g'father told him go ahead but he would make the kid wish 1000 times he had never picked up the phone to call in the first place. That seemed to work pretty well as the kid just looked at the phone and did not make that call.
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that reminds me of a funny story sm
Remember back in the day when flip flops were called thongs?
Well, my daugher (she was about 15 or so) and I were shopping with one of her friends and she said something that was funny, but 'back in the day' my mom would not find it humerous. I told her that she was lucky because, 'my mom would have reached back, took off her thong, and slapped me with it.' She looked at me in horror and her friend in disbelief... It finally dawned on me what they were thinking and after I stopped laughing hysterically, I explained... ahh... the good ol' days!
Reminds me of a story my mom tells ---
My mother and grandfather were traveling and stopped at a coffee shop to get a quick snack. When my mother got to the table, my grandfather was putting sugar and cream in his coffee. My mother asked him when he started putting all that in his coffee as she had always known him to drink coffee black. He told her he really liked it black and not with all that stuff in it, but since he was paying for it he was going to use it!!!
That reminds me of a story MY mom told me sm
After my parents got married, the day after the wedding, the ushers, groomsmen wore their rented tuxedos fising, because they wanted to get their money's worth out of them before they had to be returned.
Agree! The caveman reminds me of ex-husband. LOL nm
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Um..it was my ex-husband's story, not mine. I just retold it.
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Neat story! My husband called me last night on my cell to tell me sm
that some baby birds were inside my huge wreath on our front door. He asked me if I knew that and I said I had no clue!
Curiosity got the best of me and this morning I went and checked them out. There were 3 of them - so tiny and sweet inside a perfectly circled nest. No momma in sight. I made sure. I snapped some photos from about 5 feet away and everytime they "saw" me they played dead! They would close their eyes and put their heads to the sides. It scared me at first.
Then I came in and heard them yelling again. I think it's so sweet even though my wreath is pretty much ruined now. I don't care. I love having them there. I pray a cat doesn't get them on the front porch when they finally fly...
A cute little article/story my husband just wrote that I wanted to share!
Layoffs in the North Pole
Story by Bill Perkins
In a press release this morning Santa Claus announced the layoff of nearly 800,000 elf employees. The announcement was completely unexpected despite the current economic situation.
Due to the failing economy, and many companies cutting costs wherever they can, including advertising, Mr. Claus has lost several endorsement jobs.
Mr. Claus is seeking government aid, requesting his own bailout package from several different governments. However, he is meeting a great deal of resistance. Many toymakers and distributors, namely Walmart, Playskool, and the Chinese government, are lobbying against the bailout. They say Santa's "Free Toy for Every Child" program is a seasonal monopoly, and it generally takes four months to recover the losses sustained from his "good deeds."
Children across the globe will feel the impact this Christmas, particularly the naughty ones. Traditionally, naughty children receive lumps of coal from Santa on Christmas. Mr. Claus has no coal to give, though, as it was part of the elves' severance packages. It is Santa's hope that it will at least be enough to keep his former employees warm through the winter.
When asked if there was any hope of the elves returning to work next year, Santa replied, "It doesn't look very promising. The elves are like family to me; I love them all very dearly. Unfortunately, illegal immigrants work for a lot less, and I don't have to provide benefits, so that's probably what I'll have to do. It was a difficult decision to make, but it's necessary if I want to keep the business in operation."
The elves aren't the only ones hurting. The reindeer are suffering a great deal more. Mr. Claus has had to auction off much of his breeding stock just to stay operational until Christmas Eve. (See related story on page 5, "McDonald's Debuts new Christmas Menu.) It is questionable at this point how much longer Santa will be able to make his annual flight.
Could this be the beginning of the end of Santa Claus? Only time will tell for sure.
Unfortunately, Nancy is deceased. nm
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The family of the deceased...
I have a strange question. To be quite honest, I have experienced very little death throughout my life. I know as I get older that will change, but I have been to 2 funerals. We recently had a very close friend die in a traumatic accident. He was 45 and left behind 5 children. The obituary states that "contributions can be made to the church." Where do these contributions go? Do they go to the family? toward funeral expenses?
Also, does anyone have any tips of what I can do for the family? I know sending cards is a good thing. Should I send one to each of the children as well as the wife? what about his siblings and parents? I live fairly far away from this family now and will not be able to make it back "home" for the funeral and I feel that I must do something! I would appreciate any suggestions.
Thanks in advance.
Why was the insurance to go to your deceased
brother's children? Was there a stipulation somewhere? Don't know everything about all the ins and outs, but beneficiaries listed on life insurance, CDs, etc. take precedence over a will. You can Google it. Unless there was some language 'if a child predeceases me, that child's shares of such and such will be equally divided between his/her surviving children and this is intended to supercede any listed beneficiaries on life insurance, etc. that may not have been changed on such' in the will, then I would think you would be the only beneficiary left anyway, and even if that language was in a will, still very difficult to override documented beneficiaries on that kind of stuff in a will. That is why it is SO important to be sure beneficiaries on life insurance, CDs, etc. are correct and updated if you want to spare people confusion and grief after you're gone.
No sisters, 1 brother deceased, just me
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I might add that grandparents on paternal side are deceased so
only ones around are mine but that doesn't seem to matter to them.
How to split insurance with a deceased person?
My brother was dead. First I knew nothing of the insurance money. They got in touch with me. They gave me half and spent a year trying to find the children (2) of my deceased brother. After a year and they could not locate, they got in touch with me again and sent me the remainder. Any more questions?
um, what about deceased hubby family and $millions she was fighting for?
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Her mother is a selfish woman who wants nothing but her deceased daughter's money....
she was booed at her daugther's funeral because she tried to stop the whole thing, once again, while they were in the procession of going to the chapel...she is a horrid woman as far as i am concerned...i feel bad that she lost her daugther and grandson but other than that she can crawl back under the rock that she came out of...
hah, that reminds me of when
i was a youngster and after washing my hands in my grandma's bathroom, put on 'lotion' and could't get it to rub in!! I complained to her it wouldn't absorb, only to find out it was a soap -- never had seen soap in a bottle!! before...
Reminds me of my mam-maw
she used this for anything but I never knew was good for that. You can use this for sores in your mouth as well as sores on your knee. I have some so now will try for these chapped lips. Thanks, should have known.
Reminds me of DH's tan...sm
He was so proud, he thought he was "tanned under the sunburn" until he took a shower - he said "I think my tan's washing off." When I asked him what sunscreen he had used, I realized he had used my self-tanning lotion instead!
Reminds me of this one....lol
"CHEATING" by Sara Evans
You say your every day is a bad dream that keeps repeating.
Maybe you should have thought about that when you were cheating.
How do you like that furnished room, the bed, the chair, the table
The TV picture comes and goes, too bad you don't have cable
How do you like that paper plate and those pork 'n' beans you are eating.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
How do you like that beat up car, I think its fair we traded
Your pickup truck is running fine, it's cozy ride for dating.
Yes, I've been out a time or two, and found the comfort I've been needing.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
You made your bed, and your out of mine, you lie awake and I sleep just fine.
You've done your sowin', now you can do the reaping.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
Now what became of what's-her-name, after she spent all of your money and had all your time. Did she leave you just like you left me, well, sometimes life is funny.
But no, I won't be glad to take you back, as if all is fine and dandy.
Maybe you should have thought about that, when you were cheating.
Reminds me ....
My son and I were singing along with Elton John's song - Tiny Dancer - to which he asks me who is singing. Then he wanted to know why Elton was singing about Tony Danza!
Hold me closer Tony Danza............. I laughed till I cried!
OMG, that reminds me
of my most embarrassing confession- I LOVE popping zits/blackheads (but only my own). The more gunk that comes out the better. When I get a really good one I will spend 20 minutes searching to try to find another one. I know it sounds totally gross but it is so strangely satisfying.
reminds me of me when I was little!
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That reminds me of my DH! . .
We have a small hobby farm and he works on it before/after work and on weekends. He would hate life if all he did was work and come home. I hate it when it is rainy or the weather is bad because he just sits in the house and complains about how there isn't anything to do (like a little kid!). Sometimes it makes me feel like he hates to spend time with me, but I figure he is just happiest taking care of his tractor and animals and whatever else he does out there. It must be a guy thing. He always says he needs to get a hobby that doesn't involve work. I have been trying to get involved with the farming stuff, so I can do things outside with him. He said he will help build me a chicken house so I can get some chickens this spring. He said he will help me get the garden going too. I guess I just need to meet him halfway and be more involved. Good luck to you!
this reminds me of what I went through
in the 80's with 4. One teacher kept sending me a note that Rob needed a box of Kleenex and I fussed at him, "how much Kleenex are you using?". He had said so far. I called the teacher and said I was going to send the same roll of toilet paper we were having to use at home. She told me it was for the kids whose parents did not have money for these things and I told her, "guess what, I am one of those parents. I'm a widow with 4 kids". I never got asked for anything again. I thought I would choke on school supplies and extras the teachers liked such as Weekly Reader (in Texas, all school books are free, but that does not include Weekly Reader). There was the added pressure of each class getting a pizza party for 100% compliance. I wonder what they are going to do now with all the health food concerns, LOL.
Ugh. Reminds me of (sm)
I remember dating this very handsome eligible batchelor when I was in my early 20s. He had his own apartment and a good job. He proudly told me about the fancy set of pots and pans he'd bought, so that was one thing he'd already have when he got married. I don't even care about cooking, but I didn't like the idea of the male picking out stuff for his future wife. I'm sure he made somebody a great husband, but it's funny how that conversation set off alarm bells for me.
My husband also bought a car without talking to me about it while we were engaged, and I was quite shocked. It did say something about his attitude about money and purchases, and I should have listened to those warning bells too.
LOL - that reminds me of the other day when
my 7 year old son came home from school. He asked me did I know that kids used to not speak unless spoken too. I told him what a wonderful concept that was that we've lost over the years. He just looked at me horrified. His expression was priceless! :)
This reminds me of....
the many conversations I would find myself having inside my head right BEFORE I was able to make my decisive move. Pardon me for saying, but this looks like projection on your part, especially the part that has to do with your concrete conviction that she wants to stay. It is apparent that she does not, only that she is trying to find her way out. Your rhetoric has a sense of panic and desperation about it that I believe has very little to do with anon, but rather are vestiges of your own past experience with this. In fact, it sounds like you have PTSD that has been triggered. If you want to be helpful, take a deep breath, count to 10 and try dialing it back a bit.
That reminds me of when my
grandfather died. We took my then 8-year-old to the viewing and after everyone had gone through and the family was allowed some private time, he asked if he could go up to say his goodbyes (we had explained the funeral process to him beforehand).
Well, he went up beside my grandma (she was just mentally and physically exhausted from the months caring for him leading up to his death and the funeral arrangements), and my 8-year-old, having never been to a funeral before, asked if he could touch Pap. Grandma said it was okay and he touched his hand first and told grandma it was cold and he needed covered up. I thought my grandma would lose it at that point and had gone up to bring my son back to sit down. Well, she told him it was okay to touch him and say good bye. So he went up and patted his head. He had never touched my Pap's head before and I guess he was curious. My Pap was not very affectionate -- ex-Marine, retired corrections officer -- you get the picutre. I guess my son thought this was his chance, and so he just kept patting his head like a dog. About that point, my gram lost it and said to my 8-year-old, if you don't stop playing with your Pap's head, he's going to jump up out of that coffin after you. My 8-year-old's eyes got as big as golf balls and he came back quick to his seat. My gram couldn't help laughing. She said it was the funniest thing and it never occurred to her that he would actually believe that his Pap could get out of that coffin. Now, when anyone brings up my Pap's passing, my gram tells that story and can't help laughing. It was a much needed way to break the tension my gram was experiencing.
This reminds me
Anyone know how to get rid of blackheads? I have always had very dry skin, so I try not to overwash; but the last few years I have gotten so many blackheads!! I guess I must be more oily on the nose and cheek bones than I realize.
I don't think it helps when using sunscreen (even though they say they don't cause them).
That reminds me...
Years ago, I typed for a hospital who had a GYN resident who refused to participate in abortions. The attending respected her wishes, but she still had to dictate them, even though she had to make note in every procedure that she was not present.
I had to admire her for sticking to her guns, but it didn't get her out of the paperwork!
Reminds me of my grandmother.
She enjoyed green olives. She said if you go to Spain, they sold them from carts on the street, and she would get them and eat them by the handful.
My additions would be certain kinds of ice cream and chocolate. I do enjoy the sour gummy candy much too much. I bet it's at least as bad for your teeth as cola drinks, so I try not to buy that stuff. Can't stop if I have Milk Duds, either.
She kind of reminds me of
That african/american girl on New Adventures of Old Christine only heavier. I thought it was her at first. I bet if you look up on Soap City you'll find out.
Kinda reminds me of...
Dog the Bounty Hunter, with less cursing and more humor! No joke, first few times I watched Dog I was going "oh my gosh, Stephanie Plum!!" Books are getting so expensive these days I hesitate to buy anything new anymore, but by golly, I'll buy ANYTHING by Janet Evanovich, especially the Stephanie Plum series. I recommend them to anyone I meet who likes to read.
So...who is pulling for Ranger and who is pulling for Morelli? Joe's cool and all but I tell ya - Ranger has it going on! I really, really, really wanna see Stephanie hook up with him. I just have the feeling that Morelli is gonna cheat on her...just a matter of time. What do you all think?
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!
Reminds me of a neighbor
I called the school system on a child who was not attending school (I would see him lots of days in his yard during school time). When the authorities came out the mother tried to tell them she was homeschooling the child. Good thing her word was not taken- this woman can hardly read and is basically right on the fringe of incompetency herself. I think some kind of system ought to be in place to teach children- I personally do not think I have the knowledge to give my own child what they would need. Read on this site where mothers homeschooling and working an 8 hour day? How in the world are they doing that. I think the kids will probably suffer in the longrun.
That reminds me of what you do when you see a jellyfish (sm)
Don't touch the testicles!!!!
Reminds me a lot of MTing when you get a new job
They make promises; you totally believe them (not you, probably more me), and then you find out they count lines strangely and you don't know the formula, the DD is not in the bank when it should be, your health insurance rates change or you were never enrolled when you should be, etc. We especially in this business should be gunshy of any concrete promises from any money-giving source (except maybe our mom) that it won't necessarily be when or what we expect it. I was burned because ours was supposed to be in last week, I spent my child support for my son on clothes for him for the summer, etc. and then we had nothing left. Uggg. I was sure we'd get the DD. My husband has been on the bank site every day waiting. Isn't this sad? That we are depending on this stimulus? That's because there are no raises for cost of living, costs of gas went up, cost of bread, milk. We can't even eat out anymore, and had promised the children we'd eat out last weekend, guess we won't this weekend either. And, when the money does come, bet it will have to go to bills. I just hope we get at least one night at a hotel at the beach from it; that's all I expect anymore, used to be week long cruises in the good old days of MTing. Remember then? Good luck to everyone on the stimulus, hope you get it soon! MTmom.
Reminds me of the cartoon I got
when I first started working at home of the "perfect desk" with a washer on one end and a dryer the other and the computer in between. I was in my bedroom until I started feeling like I went to bed, moved to the desk, went to the bed, moved to the computer .... so moved to the living room by a big window where I can look out and am so much happier.
reminds me of what my mother did -
One night they called her and she was just reading a book, so she answered the phone, the guy started talking, and mom began to talk back. She told him how lonely she was and how glad she was that his company called her 2-3 times a day because she enjoyed the conversation. She talked to him about the weather, the economy, her job and the fact that she was thinking about retiring, she talked to him abuot what was on TV, she talked to him about where he lived, just anything she could talk about. He kept trying to hang up on her, but she just kept talking until she had had him on the phone for almost an hour. That particular number has not shown up on her caller ID again!
But it reminds me how pathetic
it is that the masses don't seem to find as much value in someone who doesn't look just so and that they place such value on a talent such as singing. - First she is just some homely woman they want to laugh at, and then suddenly she is awesome! That disgusts me.
Reminds me of a GYN report I typed
was in her 80's and thought she was reaching for the KY jelly on her nightstand, but grabbed body wash instead while she was making whoopee. Poor thing had a terrible infection, hence her visit to the GYN. I still have to commend her for having you know what, plus KY jelly! Woohooooo! What a night, she must of had! Boy, did she pay for it in the end.
Reminds me of the work at my home
I was on the back and asked person inside to catch the front door as I was busy. They had just started building home next door, had not even poured the foundation and was asking for some water. I said no, the store just up the street and being as husband was in the contracting business, I knew he usually took his help big water containers with them. In a short while at front of house, blinds drawn but noticed movement outside the window and they had the water on outside and stealing my water- I called the police. Really ticked me off.
Slightly off the subject but this reminds me
of the headlines about the poor woman laying on the ER floor in California vomiting blood and dying and not having anyone pay any attention to her! How disgusting is that!!!!
Reminds me of the time my mother said
well, nothing would stop me from going to New York except a broken leg. She said that and it was my brother, her son, who broke his leg and she did not get to go. I just never tempt fate like saying I would never do this or that. If I want to go somewhere, I always say I hope to be able to do it. A person can plan all they want but it is just your plans and not really what is mapped out in your life for you. I guess some folks so sure of themselves they can do that, good luck with your beliefs.
Just reminds me of Animal Farm.
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This reminds me of a girlfriend of mine
who had some young age, gained some weight and really dressed always like her granny. One day picking the kids up from school someone remarked about why cute grandchildren she had! People without thinking can say some pretty stinging remarks sometimes, such as asking overweight lady when is she due!! I always when seeing a pretty baby go for the generic so I don't guess wrong and say pretty girl when it's a boy, just say what a cute little baby. The parent usually tells me girl or male or at least gives me a hint so I will know.
Reminds me of what hubby told me
He came from a really large family, 10 or more siblings. He said never did anyone fuss about they wanted this or they wanted that- ate what was served to them, ate good because of raising own food but probably the reason you have this problem is because you let the child be like this. Why do you let a kid this age demand what they want to have to eat. You as the mother should furnish the best possible foods (especially vegetables), and not bow down to a demand from a child like this.
This reminds me of an incident a couple of
months ago. My parents live 4 hours away and won't come visit but maybe twice a year because their horses mean more than their grandkids seem to. With upcoming Thanksgiving, my husband and some of his buddies are going hunting Thanksgiving day. I told them all that the kids and I will cook while they are gone and when they get back from the woods that evening, we will have a wonderful Thanksgiving with friends and their girlfriends/wives, etc. At a family function a couple of months ago, my husband's niece comes up to me and asks me what we are doing for Thanksgiving so I told her. She said she was trying to remember to invite all the "lonely people". Now, my parents may not come down but who says we are lonely??? I too went through many years of crying because we didn't have that Martha Stewart Christmas.
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