Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's back to work we go – a miserable MMP

Happy birthday GT! The best day of the year, it is! :slight_smile:

Hugs to **McUNE ** and whoever else wants one.

Thanks for all the birthday wishes, and all the good-luck-moving wishes. I’m feelin all warm and fuzzy and loved inside :stuck_out_tongue:

Thanks for lettin me vent a couple nights ago too. I guess I just needed to get that out of my system because I’m over it now. My living room is filled with unfilled boxes. Once I fill the boxes I can put them where the fillin’ items used to be but I gotta fill the boxes first. (As in, I’m going to throw everything under the sink in a box, then stick the box back under the sink, for example. Repeat until apartment is packed. I guess I gotta get off the Dope to do anything productive though.) I’ve been able to get a lot of boxes from work, which helps a lot. Mindfield, a :confused: :rolleyes: :mad: on both our landlords. That really sucks.

Yesterday at work I got birthday cards (including one from the co. president, which had movie passes inside), a Starbucks gift card, and some homemade muffins. Yummmm. This morning I got my hair cut/highlighted for my present, my dad and stepmom took me to lunch and FLusband and I are going to dinner. Tomorrow my mom’s cooking for us and then I’m going out in the evening with my best girlfriend - I am so spoiled :slight_smile:

I guess Tuesday was the last time I popped in here - so fess up now, who stole the second half of my week? It seemed to go by so quickly!

McUne prayers and good thoughts headed toward Mom and you. It’s frustrating when the ‘rents won’t let you know what’s goin’ on. I’m really fortunate in that I know every detail of Mom’s life. I guess.

Howdy Y’all! I’m awake! Also, it appears I am going to be seduced this evenin’. :smiley:
See, there’s a couple of nice thick Tbone steaks marinatin’ in the fridge. Plus, ol’ y’all know who felt inclined to make a cheesecake today. Have I mentioned that he makes one of the nummiest New York style cheesecakes ever? No I do not know the recipe. It’s his and he won’t tell me. The meanie! I don’t mind though, cause it’s a thing that spoils me and one must not complain about things that spoils one, can one? Oh and there just happens to be a bottle of champagne chillin’ in the fridge. Plus there’s some spareguts that got bought today whilst I was asleep to be steamed and I’ve been told to go soak in the tub while dindin is bein’ made. Like I said, I got a sneaky feelin’ somebody is attemptin’ to seduce me. Think it’ll work??? :wink: :smiley:

OK, off to do my tub soak as ordered.

Later Y’all! Meanin’ prolly sometime tomorrow. :smiley: :smiley: :smiley:

I see “Firday” has caught on! :slight_smile: So now, instead of saying TGIF, we should say TOIF (thank Og it’s Firday) but not until at least the 16th :wink:

I bought more earrings this afternoon. Some women buy more shoes than they can ever wear in a lifetime, I buy earrings. But they were sooooo cool! I’ll post pics later or tomorrow - probably tomorrow, I’m tired. I left work at around 1pm and spent the afternoon doing a whole buncha errands. I’m done for the day - good night

hugs going out to McUne, BooFae, and anyone else who needs or even just wants some.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GT!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FLEADER!!!

{{{{hugs}}}} to you, McUne; your mother is in my thoughts and prayers.

Great to hear from you, Kai; glad to hear that you got the meds straightened out and hope you enjoy your visit with the grandbaby!

Been a real lazy day today; it’s chilly for now (just had a bowl of Progresso chicken noodle soup and boy was it good!), so I’m just going to burrow under covers and watch tv tonight, I think. laughs Tomorrow, I’ll head out for a bit, and then Monday it’s back to my endocrinologist. Hope they’ve finally got the thyroid meds dosage right this time.

Hah. This made me giggle. :smiley:

My background is rather chaotic. I’m not even technically Korean American, because I don’t have an American citizenship. Most Korean Americans are either/or - it’s hard not to end up that way, because you’ve either spent most of your defining years in Korea or the US. For me, I stayed in the US long enough to claim English as my first language and American culture as my own (until I was 13 years old), then had to live in Korea during the years where people struggle most to form some kind of stable sense of self (13-24). The funny thing was that when I first moved to Korea I was more than willing to fit in - to become “Korean,” whatever the hell that meant. But my peers refused to treat me that way. Korean Americans are treated with a lot of distrust and contempt in Korea - because we LOOK Korean, people expect us to fit right in, and whenever we misstep we are looked down upon as being ignorant at best, traitors at worst. (Whereas if a foreigner missteps, it’s cute and forgiveable.) My 11 years in Korea definitely gave me a better understanding of and appreciation for the culture, but ironically it also pushed me to cling to my American identity harder than before.

I’m grateful, I suppose, for these experiences, but I wouldn’t wish them on my own children. Sometimes I really do look back and wonder how I got through those years in one piece. There were some dark times when I struggled with suicidal fantasies and unhealthy obsessions that my parents never knew about. They always praise me for adjusting so well to Korean life, but I don’t think they appreciate how close I came to the edge.

[As an aside, there’s been this whole debate in Asian American studies as to the hyphen - should it be Asian-American, or Asian American? One scholar commented that the hyphen made it seem the two were equal, while without the hyphen, the first word became an adjective of the second (so the emphasis is put on the American part). It’s an interesting question because it reflects deeper identity issues that a lot of ethnic minorities in America struggle with.]

Hm. Sorry for being a wet blanket on a Saturday night. :slight_smile: Nava’s post just made me rather self-reflective all of a sudden.

THAT’s being a wet blanket? Man, kid-you’ve got a lot to learn.

THAT was not being a wet blanket. That was just allowing us some insight into your past. (although it doesn’t explain your inexpicable fondness for certain foods, your drunken posts, your quasi-lesbian affair with a Caledonian, and going around with strange men).*

Or does it?..

I truly have to do my homework tonight. Believe it or not, I’ve been dusting instead of doing it. This is a sign of the truly desperate. My daughter called this weekend. She’s in Texas at a Longhorn game with my brother and #1 son. For her to be a football game is like me going to a NASCAR event. Very odd indeed. I wonder what she thought of it? I’ll find out soon. They also did a Segway tour of Austin yesterday, which sounds fun. My MIL was all worried that these two teens were going to fall off the Segways. When she doesn’t drive me homicidal, my MIL cracks me up.

*I’m kidding.

You aren’t a wet blanket, Haze. We’re always here when you need us, and your life experiences are very interesting to me. Most of us have never had the chance to live in a different culture. I did, in a way, because Hawai’i is very different from the Southeast. It was quite the culture shock to suddenly move to a culture where I was a minority.

McUne, my thoughts are with you and your Mom.

Stew is done - I made 12 three cup containers which shall be frozen for work lunches. Much healthier (and tastier) than the biscuits I’ve been having.

Off to listen to the internet feed of the Snakes game in Richmond. Speaking of the Snakes, I got a message from the seller of the jersey I won at auction last night - it was mailed today priority mail, so I should have it in time for the game Friday night!

It’s only 4:01 pm here, and it seems that a lot of you are calling it a night! Hey, the sun is still up and shining brightly!

Happy Birthday fleader, I haven’t come to know you well yet, but I hope that your day was fabulous. You too, gt wink

Yeah, the med situation freaked me out, I am so glad that it wasn’t my fault. The doc tends to look askance when over 100 tabs of xanax go missing. Talk about a panic attack that night!

I love the potholders FCM, watermelons are so cheerful. I miss crochet and knitting, but I don’t think time is going to turn back the arthritis in my hands. Fortunately I am still able to do other crafts, enough to keep me off the streets anyway!

missrosieposie are you trying to blind me??? :smiley: I would love to see your new earrings, as I too am an earring junkie. I keep my habit under control as I make most of my own earrings, well, the everyday ones anyway.

Hey bear, did I ever tell you that 3rd shift is my favorite? :stuck_out_tongue:

Congrats on the jobs and checks SCL and Shadow!

mmmmmms have a wonderful holiday in the sun! Drink something fruity with lots of fruit/umbrella garnish and think of me up here in the cold, dark north, please!

Oh, and Dotty? I have been a mother for 26 years, still have two teens at home and a grandbaby, and I am still exhausted. Even when the kids leave home, you never stop being a mom. Enjoy Noor’s first Christmas to the fullest, it was one of the happiest times in my life with my first kidlet.

Prayers for you and your mom, McUne.

Hi Nava! The car is a GTO. Back in the day my #2 daughter’s daddy had one, bright yellow convertible (black top and interior) and boy, did I love that car. It was very fast and flashy and so much fun to go out riding in!

Haze I also know what it’s like to experience culture shock. I grew up in the Seattle area, and abruptly moved to a tiny Native fishing village on Kodiak Island. Social missteps were not looked upon lightly, and it could take years before they were forgiven. Out of 87 year 'round residents there were a total of 5 white folks from Outside, and even now in the town of Kodiak whites are a minority. I am used to it now, and when I go Outside I feel odd amongst all of the white faces.

Skiffman is off with Brother Brad, Daughter is going to the wrestling match in half an hour to sing the National Anthem with the concert choir, and Son is leaving soon to go with his buddy to watch the local Community Arts Council’s production of The Wizard of Oz. That leaves me home alone, again. Naturally. I couldn’t help it!

Happy Birthday GT!!!

BusWife says so as well.

Between 10th and 11th grade I moved from Texas to California, and from a school that was probably at least 90% white to about 10% white, from my rough estimate. There was a good bit of culture shock, but I managed okay. I was never one of those people with a ton of friends, but I was friendly with pretty much everybody. I will never forget, however, having to defend myself against a charge of being racist because I’m white…in class. I had never run into that attitude and it shook me up rather badly. Now I’m glad I experienced it, though, because I think everybody involved probably learned something, me included.

You never told me about that, snowbunny. I can imagine that was a bit shocking! Remind me to ask you about it some time on the phone.

I was very fortunate that my dad shook off his what I think of as “casually racist” upbringing in Texas – i.e. his parents would espouse racist attitudes, but they’d never be so rude as to do it to someone’s face; and even in the '40s, my grandfather insisted on serving folks who came into his feed store in the order they arrived, not by the color of their skin. And then, of course, my first few years were in India, where I was with my ayah (nursemaid) all day long. So I was raised to appreciate widely varying cultures, and to this day I enjoy being exposed to new and different things.

Papa Tigs, however, grew up in far northern Minnesota and didn’t even meet a black person till he was in high school, I believe – and yet he’s been exposed to far more widely varying cultures than I have and also loves to be exposed to new and different things. It makes life a lot more interesting.

I, however, have not feasted on taro and sea cucumber on Yap, like he has. (And then he was offered the chief’s daughter. I’ve never asked him if he accepted the offer, and he’s never volunteered the information. :smiley: )

I have had a total case of the don’t wannas today. I have gotten absolutely nothing constructive done. And I don’t even care! I’m already contemplating crawling in bed and snuggling with the cat and a book. I probably will shortly; but it takes energy to get up and move that far. Which I’m having trouble summoning.

ETA: Woot, first on the page!

Home from work. Tired sore, Canes up 4-3.

{{{{MCMom}}}}

You’re not a wet blanket, Haze

SCL, the FireAntz had a fight :02 into the 1st period tonight. :smiley:

Morning all. Back to busy again - have a good day!!!

Thanks all for the prayers, greatly appreciated.

I did call and talk to my aunt, and things seem to be ok, at least for now. It seems like things are quiet for a while, then a huge issue explodes, takes a few days to get over, then not another word is said about it. Then it repeats itself. Although this time, it was different than usual and really freaked me out. The family up north is going to be watching out for mom and the girlies (my two little sisters).

I’m still too worked up to go to bed though. Hopefully a nice cup of cocoa and a steaming hot bath will relax me enough to go to sleep.

Hugs and prayers to those who need or want them.

Back from my mini-reunion, and I’m exhausted.

**MamaTigs ** - I’ll try to write out useable directions for you, since I kinda made up the pattern on the fly. My mom really liked them, tho - she wants 2 more.

Beddy bye time for me… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

FTR, Haze, “Firday” is the new Doper meme* - along with “Teh Sick”, “Penis Ensues” and “Og Smash”. So there.
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awww. I love yohu guys! I wish all of you were here to giuve me a hug. I am drunk in a mieserable way. Life sucks a lot somtimes.

{{{Haze}}} – we really all do love you here.

If there’s one meaningful purpose to the MMP, it’s so we can share our moments; the better ones and especially the bad ones. If it will help you in any way to vent here – vent away. I’m so sorry you’re feeling miserable :frowning:

Thanks. Noone. :slight_smile: I’m sure I’ll feel better in the mornig. It’s just that That Guy and I had a talk - the same talk we’ve had so many times before - about how we need to stop doing what we’re doing. But half of me doesn’t want to stop. I feel miserable wheehter I’m with him or not, anyway. Just in different ways. One thing for certain is that having this talk doesn’t get easier. I thought it would. Even if it ends up going the same route, ie, several months of pretending everything is fine while the tension builds to an unbearable level, then all our resolutions come tumbling down again, the thought of not being able to be together again hurts.

I really need to stop being so pathetic. Why cant I stop being attractred to someone who obviously considers me sceond best?

Yeah, this stuff is so hard… :frowning:

If you’re still awake and need to talk, vent, whatever… I’m here and awake (it’s 11 AM) – PM, e-mail… whatever. Hang in there {{{Haze}}}