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Snap, Pockets, Rhianne, Jimi, Mist and all who are passing through :wave: :coffee2::coffee2: and :coffee: tea

I hope Everyone will have a wonderful Saturday :D
 

2WhiteWolves

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:giggle: Yep, I’m like that with my dad’s wife. She is a bitch, so I just act like we get along, but I can’t stand her!! It’s like a weird family thing, just acting like you get along but not.


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Yeah, it's messed up ! If, your step mom is anything like mine, which by the sounds of it, she is. My step mom; from the time we met, um, when I was five - seven yrs young, to this day she hates me.
I remember one time, I was in the bathroom doing something. She came in, told me to sit down, looked me straight in the eyes, nearly nose to nose, and explained to me how she didn't like me cuz "I look so much like my mom." Who the hell would tell a young person that :question: .

Yeah, steps :gaah: is always a weird thing when the steps don't like you. And, I'm pretty sure nothing will make it better :(
We have a mail room in this building and people used to be really cool about not touching other people’s stuff. A lot of new folks have moved in now, and they will take shit that’s not theirs, it seems. But the batteries magically appeared, so I can’t complain. I know the mail guy screws up sometimes by putting stuff in other people’s area, but usually he’s really good.
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Say what? No squonking? That's alright, I know you'll give it go here shortly :) .
That's cool, glad the person put the batteries back. Hey, never hurts to have more batteries. What exactly is an area? Isn't there locked mail boxes? And or is there just one big box to put packages inside and they are up for grabs o_O ?
:confetti: CONGRATULATIONS :confetti: on your win.
Thanks :) . No hail or tornadoes either :bliss: . Did get three inches of rain. Last nights weather man was saying the tornado threat was a medium threat, so glad he was wrong. Hope the cooler weather is still around there. :teehee: Thanks for the snack :) and, hopefully, will catch up with you later :hug::hug: If, I don't catch you... have a great
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Well Sahara Grace "Gravy" used to come to either be dropped off for mom to watch, or she was there when my little bro and his then girlfriend lived with mom. Mom would have a fit in trying to get her to calm down, much less sleep. I'd come to mom arms out. "What you think you going to do that I can't?"

I just winked, carried her in and put that dvd on, sat in the chair, two chords would play. Gravy would look at the television, then cut her eyes to mine all big and happy. I'd sit rocking in the chair with her. About the time they sang Kingdom Come & Angel of Harlem she would wake, be rocking herself in my arms. Then, back out like a light.

I didn't much care for his girlfriend. She was one of these nurse what are allegedly nurse but well *cough*. He had issues with his lower back. Still to this day does. Has to sit very little or stand very little, takes forever for him to get comfortable in bed from the pain. I know for sure one night he asked if she wanted the back side of the bed or the outside. She said outside. He crawled to the back, just had figured out how to be comfortable. "Charlie, get up and turn the light off for me."

We figured out too she was supposedly on BC, but then took some kind of stuff for TB that killed the BC. She was looking to get preggers and hook him into marrying her. Charlie was not sure, just simply not sure, not ready for anybody much less her. He knew he wanted to do right by helping with Gravy. But this girl of his was to say the least, um, not nice.

Me & wife lived with mom about the time he & her did. Well, the house has a hallway to the right two doors for two bedrooms. to the left one door, straight on one door to the bathroom. It's a narrow hall like on a ship. I used to have the one door on the left as my/our bedroom. I got up and went to the bathroom from righ side door 1, right side door 2 was always mom's room. So, being all zomby-groggy, I turn and shuffle foot, lumbering on into left door apparently not quite realizing I was going in the "wrong" room.

I just remember hearing his girlfriend holler "what the Hell! God damn it, somebody get Benny!" Next I know, mom is guiding me back out of their room. she saw my eyes were "dead" "C'mon sailor, ya got your head mixed up with your port, you go starboard."

I grinned that dullard thousand yard stare grin, "huh, uh ... okay". So, i got back to the bedroom with my wife. the next morning Charlie tells me I scared his girlfriend half to death. I go to apologize. He spurts out "oh Hell, no. I want you to do it again, maybe you can scare her to death."

One of the things she did too was foul with the medicines he was on. He was taking some potent psychotropics for depression/stress from dealing with pain, her and just in general trying to keep a job while still shifting into disability to stay covered to help his kid. One of those drugs caused him hallucinations that were seriously evil. He asked me one morning. "You'd never do XXX and try to YYY me, would you?" I caught on and told him no. He nodded, "okay, bullshit stuff I'm on."

So he goes off of that. There were still a few left at the house. She took them and instead of disposing, she crushes them up and puts them in his food. I caught her at it once then she tried to call me a liar because I couldn't smell the stuff. What she didn't know, I could taste it. I pitched the plate of food she had made up for him. Handed him his plate. After that she realized I was not letting her fuck with my brother. She moved out, took Gravy.

My brother went to court and got visitation rights, even before she could think to file restraint orders. He told the judge he was Gravy's dad and wanted to do right by Gravy, he didn't care if his gf went on and shacked with whoever he just wanted stay Gravy's dad. The judge had the dna pulled, give him all rights but told him she knew that being his daughter's dad he wasn't going to exercise all rights. He agreed but wanted at least every other week end. Hell his gf kind of dumps her off with him any time anyway.

He doesn't mind at all. I think he might have complained once, simply because he had a doc visit scheduled. He caught himself, "C'mon Gravy, daddy's got to see the doc." He's never bad mouthed her mom to Gravy. But he has explained honestly stuff Gravy has asked and told her she's free to ask her mom. She told him she can see her mom's answers. Charlie grinned "there you go."
That's quite the story, Mist.

My brother was the sperm donor of his child. My ex dead sister n law was looking for a sperm donor and my Bro fit the bill. She was all nicey nice, but turned into a vindictive bitch after they were married. It was one hell of rollercoaster ride with that one. She finally killed herself off with the booze, prescription drugs, and the white stuff that we can't mention on here. My nephew rarely speaks of her, it's understandable, she was abusive, but at times loving, and well, we all know that it messes with a child's well being. None of the family ever spoke badly of her in front of him...to this day we still don't. Until he wants the truth or wants to talk about the times he was with his mom, our mouths are zipped.
 

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That's quite the story, Mist.

My brother was the sperm donor of his child. My ex dead sister n law was looking for a sperm donor and my Bro fit the bill. She was all nicey nice, but turned into a vindictive bitch after they were married. It was one hell of rollercoaster ride with that one. She finally killed herself off with the booze, prescription drugs, and the white stuff that we can't mention on here. My nephew rarely speaks of her, it's understandable, she was abusive, but at times loving, and well, we all know that it messes with a child's well being. None of the family ever spoke badly of her in front of him...to this day we still don't. Until he wants the truth or wants to talk about the times he was with his mom, our mouths are zipped.

Facing a similar sit with our middle brother. he's using the stuff what makes you go quick, gets cooked up. He's supposedly been actually trying to get off. Me and mom "worked" enough squad "calls" though to know where he's at and it's not looking good. he gets nasty with his two girls, then tries with his wife. she's the kind though doesn't put up with shit. She and my youngest bro went to school, lots of same classes together, seem "ideal" together but him and her just never "went for it" they'd rather be friends. anyhow the youngest bro is living up with them, helping best he can. Recently,
though he had to remind his friend.

"Hey now, funnel that shit elsewhere. I'm not the one you married."

She had turned and laid into him about this or that not being done. Charlie is good about doing and will meet people half way if he can. He cut back on using the chamomile because of his girl. He only uses that type of spice and no others, says unnatural stuff ain't right. And he'll only use it now if she's(his girl) not around and he absolutely needs for pain, or to let him eat, keep stuff down. But he had a good point too. He didn't marry Chrystal, our middle brother did. His FIL gave the house to her and him as a wedding gift. He had moved out to his own GF.

So our middle bro needs to step up. unfortunately he was always his dad's Little Angel. Unfortunately too he is so naturally talented that anything he want to do just comes right to him. He used to mechanic poker games, would stare out into space still tell everyone every card he had dealt out to them. He had the "touch". Want him to build a brick house? He could do that in half the time it was normally slated to take, and solid good work too, not slop.

I have learning disabilities which make me go backward to learn something, and do so the hardest way. I'm also a "show me" kind of person. But once I'm shown, you can bet you'd come back fifty years later I'd still be following your exact example, only altering it if I found a better, quicker way. This doesn't work out for me driving cars though, thank you claustrophobia.

Charlie, well he's good with math, figuring stuff out but stuff doesn't come for him like it does for Numb Brain. Charlie though is a good worker and will do what he's able to do. He's not letting "home" go to shit around his nieces. At the same time, he's also getting frustrated at Numb Brain for not stepping up, leaving him to carry the slack. When their Mimi died she had left a generous windfall for each of the grandchildren. There were two of us that were not adopted but in the family from marriage. Mimi & Papaw John both saw us as equally grandchildren even if we were not adopted in.

Well, Charlie ended up sending me his. Each of us was to get xxxx dollars. Mine needed to wait, respectfully and rightly so until each of the grandkids got. Well it was given to Numb Brain in "trust" to pass on to me. All he needed to do was go with Charlie to the bank, sign a form and drop it in the mail. He kept putting it off. So Charlie sent his, and told Numb Brain he had forfeited his to Charlie so that i got what was rightly due to me.

Sincerely, I had not expected nor wanted anything from them. But you don't argue with Mimi when she gives you something. I gave part of for getting my teeth out, dentures, the rest to the wife so she could get "new" used car for us as was needed. So yeah, life is all kinds of fun.

I was talking to mom on FB chat. She tells me "I'm reading something, gotta go!" She is always abandoning me. *chuckles* Then, I'm the boy that scares her, I can make do, I'm too much like her, too much like Pap too. Her first out of the zero she should have had according to Navy docs. *chuckles* I even had to give my dad the ring. *chuckles*

Guess Mal from Firefly has it right, "we're still flying!" :)
 

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Facing a similar sit with our middle brother. he's using the stuff what makes you go quick, gets cooked up. He's supposedly been actually trying to get off. Me and mom "worked" enough squad "calls" though to know where he's at and it's not looking good. he gets nasty with his two girls, then tries with his wife. she's the kind though doesn't put up with shit. She and my youngest bro went to school, lots of same classes together, seem "ideal" together but him and her just never "went for it" they'd rather be friends. anyhow the youngest bro is living up with them, helping best he can. Recently,
though he had to remind his friend.

"Hey now, funnel that shit elsewhere. I'm not the one you married."

She had turned and laid into him about this or that not being done. Charlie is good about doing and will meet people half way if he can. He cut back on using the chamomile because of his girl. He only uses that type of spice and no others, says unnatural stuff ain't right. And he'll only use it now if she's(his girl) not around and he absolutely needs for pain, or to let him eat, keep stuff down. But he had a good point too. He didn't marry Chrystal, our middle brother did. His FIL gave the house to her and him as a wedding gift. He had moved out to his own GF.

So our middle bro needs to step up. unfortunately he was always his dad's Little Angel. Unfortunately too he is so naturally talented that anything he want to do just comes right to him. He used to mechanic poker games, would stare out into space still tell everyone every card he had dealt out to them. He had the "touch". Want him to build a brick house? He could do that in half the time it was normally slated to take, and solid good work too, not slop.

I have learning disabilities which make me go backward to learn something, and do so the hardest way. I'm also a "show me" kind of person. But once I'm shown, you can bet you'd come back fifty years later I'd still be following your exact example, only altering it if I found a better, quicker way. This doesn't work out for me driving cars though, thank you claustrophobia.

Charlie, well he's good with math, figuring stuff out but stuff doesn't come for him like it does for Numb Brain. Charlie though is a good worker and will do what he's able to do. He's not letting "home" go to shit around his nieces. At the same time, he's also getting frustrated at Numb Brain for not stepping up, leaving him to carry the slack. When their Mimi died she had left a generous windfall for each of the grandchildren. There were two of us that were not adopted but in the family from marriage. Mimi & Papaw John both saw us as equally grandchildren even if we were not adopted in.

Well, Charlie ended up sending me his. Each of us was to get xxxx dollars. Mine needed to wait, respectfully and rightly so until each of the grandkids got. Well it was given to Numb Brain in "trust" to pass on to me. All he needed to do was go with Charlie to the bank, sign a form and drop it in the mail. He kept putting it off. So Charlie sent his, and told Numb Brain he had forfeited his to Charlie so that i got what was rightly due to me.

Sincerely, I had not expected nor wanted anything from them. But you don't argue with Mimi when she gives you something. I gave part of for getting my teeth out, dentures, the rest to the wife so she could get "new" used car for us as was needed. So yeah, life is all kinds of fun.

I was talking to mom on FB chat. She tells me "I'm reading something, gotta go!" She is always abandoning me. *chuckles* Then, I'm the boy that scares her, I can make do, I'm too much like her, too much like Pap too. Her first out of the zero she should have had according to Navy docs. *chuckles* I even had to give my dad the ring. *chuckles*

Guess Mal from Firefly has it right, "we're still flying!" :)

Firefly just has so many little things that are good lessons. The whole concept was so good, sigh. I miss it. On that note, have a good one.



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Hey, Jimi. How’s it going, my friend? Hope the garden is okay. Can you water it at all? And hopefully you’re thriving even if the weather sucks! You have the Berkey, though.
I’ve been staving off a cold or something, which is just messing up my stomach and making me tired. I need to get garlic or something.
Have a good day tomorrow and I’ll see you when I can!
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MyMagicMist

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High Tech Redneck --

Leave it to George Jones, too. *chuckles*

Firefly just has so many little things that are good lessons. The whole concept was so good, sigh. I miss it

First, you are definitely not alone in missing Firefly. I got a brown coat here, well Carhartt tan, still it's a brown coat. Yes, same as Mal in Firefly, I would have held Serenity Valley. That was the "right thing to do", it marked out the convicts, as in those having the conviction of freedom.

Secondly, yes it like most fiction has kernels of truth running through it. Sometimes Truth needs lies to help people understand it, or let them accept it. Truth on its own can be quite frightening. If you were a "logical and reasonable modern" person, would you care to admit and accept that there are human mutations in your world? Would you be comfortable knowing there's someone that can reach out half way around the world, snatch out someone's mind, with their own mind?

No, I don't think you would sincerely desire knowing that as fact and Truth. It might be better if you can accept it as fiction though. Of course, we all love fairy tales, myths, fantasy, they all let us escape reality, even if they do tell us Truth hidden in lies. Fiction keeps us safe from knowing Truth. we can dismiss it. "Oh, it's just some made up yarn."

And we know truth does teach, don't we teacher? ;) :p :) It and Life are great teachers. I've learned more living than I ever did learning the indoctrination hammered into us. A good bit of that has come in stories, narratives, data put into order to create a cause and effect pattern conveying information. Data is all the factual bits. Information is narrative it creates, the story, the life.

Yes, yes, I know; ...

"Quit with this redundant and ceaseless small talk, get thee to writing you writer you!"

I will quite soon too. Need something to eat, coffee, at least set up last nights dishes to skulduggery. Well better, ...
 
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Howdy, how was your weekend and how did it go by so fast?
Was that a pic of your white dog? It’s so adorable!
I’ll stop by again in a few hours, hopefully.
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:wave: Weekend has been great ! Thank you :) . :xD: Damn Weekend time machines :mad: :cuss2: makes Saturdays disappear and fly right over Sundays !
By the sounds of it, your not having to good of weekend :( . How you doing today :hug: ? Sorry :( you're not feeling well :hug: and I hope you get to feeling better really soon :hug: .
Not my white doggie. This is one of my doggies.... Grey wolf Siberian Husky
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You have a great day and get to feeling better big :hug:
 
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