October 20th 2007 Western Magic Part 2

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We don't celebrate Easter at our house.

One Easter when Jay was seven years old, his Uncle Jerry told him that he had seen a giant rabbit sneaking around his backyard with a basket full of eggs so he got his shotgun out and blasted him right between the eyes.

Then he made a giant pot of rabbit stew.

Jason refers to this as "the day Easter died."

So, rather than resurrect painful childhood memories we opt not to observe this particular "holiday."


Tune in in December for "The Day I Stopped Believing in Santa Claus."

Oh sure, next you're going to tell me MM isn't real. Thanks a lot Brenda. :rotfl2:
 
Ok,... I should re-phrase... he walked me back to my hotel and said goodnight. He left Gran Canaria a week later - NOT MY ROOM YOU FILTHY MINDED BEAST:eek: ;)

I didn't say anything. You are the one thinking that way. I just pointed out what you wrote. Now you start calling me names. Where's the love? :sad1:
 
Jason and I met in college...yawn.

But..it was while we were both taking Russian for our foreign language requirement (we had both transferred in from other schools after taking time off and we were both majoring in history).

I eyeballed him all year and finally worked up the courage to ask him out on a date during final exams in May - my rationale being that if he said no I wouldn't have to see him for three months and some of the sting of rejection would have worn off by then. ;)

Lucky for me he said yes (I think he was just bored) and then I wore him down thorugh years of persistance and good humor. :lmao:

As for family...here's a brief glimpse into my skeletons... my parents divorced when I was two. My mom and I came to St. Louis where her sister lived and my dad and brother remained in Michigan.

I didn't see my dad again until I was 8, and that was for about 10 minutes when he dumped my 15-year old brother off on our doorstep and then went back to Michigan.

I saw him one other time when I was 12 and then never heard from him again until right before Jay and I got married. At that time my brother instigated a "reunion" of sorts with the old sperm-donor and he said that he wanted to come to the wedding.

Bwhaahahahahahahaaha...excuse me while I repair the herniated disk I just gave myself over that request. :rolleyes:

Long story short - I told him to stuff it.

When my brother was ill with lung cancer I did see him on the two (yeah, that's right, two) occassions that he came to town to visit Mike, one of those occassions being his funeral. Myabe I'm just a hard-***, but I still don't have anything to do with him.

My step-father's been a part of my life since I was 11 years old and he's the best father I could have asked for.

My real father didn't want anything to do with me while I was growing up but once college was paid for and it was obvious that I didn't need anything from him on a financial or emotional level then he was right there ready to be a father again.

Bah - get a dog.

Anyway, this Missouri version of Jerry Springer has been brought to you courtesy of no-coffee...I could sure use some right now! :lmao:

I think I'm going to go talk a walk with the hubby...it's in the mid-70s and that fresh air smellls great!

See ya later! :goodvibes


Love your stories....

My Dad didn't want anything to do with me either.
My Gram threw her hubby out when the kids were young so she became a single mom.
My mom was a single mom
I was a single mom
My boyfriend's mom was a single mom....

Too much of that pattern going on here.......

But I started getting the attitude that men were not really that necessary
that women could do it all! And alone, very well, thank you!

But most of that was from dating (and marrying) bad choices in men.
And listening to those that had.
I gave up for many years.
I took a big leap on Bob.....

I'm learning to unlearn all my negative thoughts about men:cloud9:

Robin.....I'm still going to get "The Secret":)
 
Well, guys, I've got to get some laundry done. Y'all have a great Sunday. And Brenda, walk fast..............and get to typing!:rotfl:
 

Can't wait for Sunday Brunch at Palo:banana:

But for now....I'm off too.
Chores, more chores. Yuck, wish I was on our cruise now!
 
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:

OOOOOKKK.......Nancy you aren't going to make us do DIS meets and DIS tag wearing mouse ears and tails are you??:eek:

I didn't really think about that, but now.....:lmao:

We don't celebrate Easter at our house.

One Easter when Jay was seven years old, his Uncle Jerry told him that he had seen a giant rabbit sneaking around his backyard with a basket full of eggs so he got his shotgun out and blasted him right between the eyes.

Then he made a giant pot of rabbit stew.

Jason refers to this as "the day Easter died."

So, rather than resurrect painful childhood memories we opt not to observe this particular "holiday."


Tune in in December for "The Day I Stopped Believing in Santa Claus."

:lmao: :rotfl2: :lmao: :rotfl2: Sorry Brenda but that was too funny. Have I ever told you about my Thanksgiving when I was 7? Long story, long..:lmao:
Uncle had a turkey farm in Canada. We visited for Turkey Day and ended up eating one of the turkey's I had befriended for the week. My older brother made sure he pointed that out while I was eating!! :sad2:

Karen and Linda..........

Wonderful "How you met your mate" stories:love:

Really sweet.
Linda....too funny how you jumped off the bar!

Anyone else got a "How you met your mate" story?

Please share!

I guess here's another "bar" meeting. Chuck and I met in a bar on one of the saddest days in American history. Make that world history. We met on 8-16-77 the day Elvis died. I was a HUGE Elvis fan and was very sad when he passed. I had to work that night and Chuck was one of my customers. He spilled his drink on the table and I had to clean it up. He then ordered another and I asked him: "Where do you want it"? "In the glass or on the table again." ("IT" meaning the drink Jeff, not what you're thinking). He said "On the table". So I dumped it on the table for him. I guess he loved my spunk from the beginning. Now almost 30 years later and still in love!!:love:


I didn't say anything. You are the one thinking that way. I just pointed out what you wrote. Now you start calling me names. Where's the love? :sad1:

(Pssst...Jeff, I think we ALL know where the LOVE was that week):lmao:
 
(Pssst...Jeff, I think we ALL know where the LOVE was that week):lmao:

Hey Nancy, do you have the girls in one room and the boys in the other on this cruise or you going to let them Karen for the week? :rotfl2:

I remember back when we went to Playa del Carmen in 1999 the joke with other people we met at the pool was they were going to "clean the room". They asked if we could watch their children for a while. I joked that I seem to be "cleaning the room" by myself. :rotfl2:

On this cruise we'll just say we're going to "Karen". :lmao:

(We're just teasing with you Karen. We're all getting silly.)
 
For you, my wonderful and demanding public, I have managed to post an update that encompasses something like two hours of the entire afternoon of October 22nd.

I hope it meets with your approval - thanks again for reading and for your wonderful comments...you guys inspire me! :flower3: :flower3: :flower3:
 
Hey Nancy, do you have the girls in one room and the boys in the other on this cruise or you going to let them Karen for the week? :rotfl2:

Are you kidding?? There would be blood shed in the female cabin if that happened! :sad1:

I remember back when we went to Playa del Carmen in 1999 the joke with other people we met at the pool was they were going to "clean the room". They asked if we could watch their children for a while. I joked that I seem to be "cleaning the room" by myself. :rotfl2:

I hope that wasn't your honeymoon Jeff!:rotfl2:

For you, my wonderful and demanding public, I have managed to post an update that encompasses something like two hours of the entire afternoon of October 22nd.

I hope it meets with your approval - thanks again for reading and for your wonderful comments...you guys inspire me! :flower3: :flower3: :flower3:

I'm sure it will...off to argle-bargle:yay:
 
Ok, here's one for you guys...

How my Dh & I met...

I was a baton twirler in a baton, drum and bugle corp. Mike's sister was also in it. She's about 5 years younger than I. I was 17 years old. The name of the Corp was The Mohawks. (Kids, ages 12 to 18.) We wore Indian costumes when performing.

We did a lot of traveling all over the U.S. We were marching in a parade in Chicago on a very hot August day. Often times parents would go on these trips to help chaparone, along with our instructors.

When we finished marching the parade, a lot of our kids were dehydrated and needed to replenish their fluids. I was fine, so I helped the chaparones, (one of which was Mike's Mom, Judy) take care of these kids. In the midst of all of this, she asked my name and how old I was. I told her.

Following that trip, I went to our weekly Monday practice and Judy came up to me and asked if her son, Danny, could call me. (Now this is Mike's older brother. He's 14 months older.) I said, "Sure." I then gave her my number. Weeks went by, he never called and I would see both Danny & Mike at practice. (They would drive their sister there. Then they would watch us as we practiced and talk about me.)

Danny was pretty awkward around girls. He never new how to approach them. So obviously, he never spoke to me at practice. Weeks went by and he never called. I had pretty much forgotten about it.

On Sept. 3, I had to march a local parade and following the parade, Judy grabbed my hand and said, "Come here, I want you to meet my son." ( Now when we marched we had our hair in braids, and we wore big headdresses on our heads. And it was hot outside! So you can imagine how I looked...Hair plastered down and sweaty. I'm sure I smelled wonderful) She then takes me to Danny and says, "Here, this is Robin." WE JUST STOOD THERE! DIDN'T SAY A WORD, EXCEPT HI. A few minutes later, I said good-bye and the wait was on again.

I continued to see Danny & MIke at Monday practices, but never talked to either of them.

My phone number sat in a sugar bowl on their counter for months, until Mike went up to Danny and said "Are you going to call her?" "Because If you're not, I am." Danny said, "Go ahead."

Well, here we go again, another month goes by and Mike can't get the courage to call. He thinks I'm interested in his brother.

Finally, Judy tells Mike, "Are you going to call her? She has big ****s. " (Oh my gosh, you have got to be kidding me.:laughing: )
(As if he didn't know.) (And they weren't that big. I just happen to have some.)

Needless to say he finally called and we talked for hours. There was a bond from the beginning. So Mike got his brother's hand me downs, once again.

Robin
 
Finally, Judy tells Mike, "Are you going to call her? She has big ****s. " (Oh my gosh, you have got to be kidding me.:laughing: )
(As if he didn't know.) (And they weren't that big. I just happen to have some.)

Robin


I wonder how many of the guys on this thread (ahem, all four of them) will pop over to Cass's site to check out your picture and your b**bs!!:lmao: :lmao:

Cute story Robin!!:rotfl2:
 
Finally, Judy tells Mike, "Are you going to call her? She has big ****s. " (Oh my gosh, you have got to be kidding me.:laughing: )
(As if he didn't know.) (And they weren't that big. I just happen to have some.)

Robin

Wow...who relayed that story to you? Your husband or your MIL?
I can't imagine telling my son to go out with some girl by mentioning that:eek:
I'm encouraging him to go out with the cute AND smart ones
Luckily he's listening!
 
I'm loving the "How you met your mate stories!" I guess I chime in with ours. Especially since it indirectly relates to why I want to take this cruise in the first place.

My brother and I took a short 4 night cruise on a Norwiegan ship to Baja Mexico. We really enjoyed ourselves and vowed to do it again soon. Then about a year later the same cruise line was sponsoring a Christian Singles cruise to Baja. I convinced two of my brothers to go with me this time as well as a group of people from my church. One of my friends also invited a couple of friends from another church to with her. When I met them at the gate, I was very impressed with Laura (my future wife) while she looked at me, dissaproving of my best Garth Brooks style black cowboy hat. Here was the problem. I was dating someone at the time and while I had been planning to break it off, I had not yet done so. As a result, I did not feel free to agressively pursue her. I did try to engage her in conversation at every opportunity though. Funny thing, often she would pose very odd physics based questions to me. I answered the questions to the best of my abilities not realizing that she was testing me! Turns out that she always liked the way that her Father knew the answer to almost any question posed. Laura wanted that type of man to be the father of her children. On Catalina Island we did get a bit of time together and I found that not only was she very attractive, but we had a great deal in common together. After that cruise, I told myself that once I was again a free-man, I would call her for a date.

About a month later, we had a Cruise Reunion Party and I planned to ask her out then. Laura, however, had spent most of the month wondering why I never called her. (I was in the dog house already and we hadn't even gone out yet.) She did, however, graciously accept my invitation to a movie.

Fast-Forward aproximately one year. Laura had a Dental Convention to attend in Anaheim. She would be gone for a week. I acted very depressed that she would be gone for so long, while secretly excited beyond measure. I asked Laura's co-workers to have lunch at a specific restaurant at a specific time on one of their free days. They were spending that day on Catalina. Once she was out of town, I arranged dinner with her parents and formally asked for permission to marry her. I, then, spent a marathon day combing Modesto for a wedding ring. My travel agent arranged a flight, rental car, and the ferry to the Island.

I built in a time buffer so that I should arrive at the restaurant about 2 hours early. Good thing that I did. The flight was right on time and I slid behind the wheel of my rental car in record time. I even made good time cutting through the LA traffic. But once I arrived at the port, I was informed that my ferry was cancelled due to engine difficulties. Rest assured, though there will be another ferry along shortly. There goes my buffer. I wait about two hours for the next ferry and then was told that it dropped it's prop and was dead in the water. Now some serious depression was settling in. Stupidly, I hadn't bothered to find out what hotel they were staying in so I could not surprise her there. I would have to go back home, wait until she came home and then spring the question. Pacing at the port I came upon a helicopter service to the island. And miraculously, they had one spot left on the next flight. I bought it and was soon on my way. I now had no margin of error. I had the pilot call ahead and have a taxi waiting for me when we landed. Then came my next surprise, there was two restaurants on the island with the same name and they were both near the water. I would need to check both out. Sure enough it was the second one and I made it just in time to ask my wonderful wife to marry me. The next day was another free day for her and we spent our first engaged day in Disneyland.

I've been wanting to take her on a cruise again ever since. But circumstances were never right. Finally, I told her that I was going to make it happen no matter what. So about three years ago I began planning our second cruise together. 13 years and two kids later.
 
Wow...who relayed that story to you? Your husband or your MIL?
I can't imagine telling my son to go out with some girl by mentioning that:eek:
I'm encouraging him to go out with the cute AND smart ones
Luckily he's listening!



Actually, Mike told me years later that she said that. Mike said she was trying anything she could to get him to call me. I guess she really liked me.

I have to say, She's been a pretty good Mother-In-Law.


Your son is a smart kid to listen to his mother. That doesn't happen very often. :woohoo:

Robin
 
Awww Steve, that really was a sweet story.
 
I truly am looking forward to Chris and Hazel's story!!:yay: :yay: :yay: (I wonder if she knows what he looks like????):idea:
 
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