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Guess I better no order any undies through the mail!
She was too afraid to open it so she took it to the police station and explained her predicament to the officer on duty.
The officer valiantly opened the package with no thought to his own safety and solomly handed Mum a new pair of pink corsets which matched her face at the time.
Now - back in the day I was a single mom. My toddler son had been diagnosed with two disabilities- one quite severe. My husband had decided he couldn't handle being a parent of a child with disabilities- plus our marriage was crap - so he returned to his home country of Australia, taking every dime we had with him - never to be heard from again. He was since renamed The Donor.
Anyhoo - working long hours, in debt, alone raising a severely disabled child and having to drive Rainman 30 minutes in the opposite direction of my work - in the car by 6am - to the only good daycare that would accept him - I managed. I actually did quite well, given it all.
But years later, my beloved father passed away and I was dealing with all the stresses of my mother and her dementia - I discovered I was barely coping. It was like all my ability to multi task and deal with stress had been used up - by those earlier years.
I found I really needed to limit myself to just a couple of focuses and cut out anything that caused me stress - the things that didn't relate to me just getting through the day. So, no newspapers and no tv news.
Okay. So it's the summer before the election and I am aware that - that jackass Donald Trump had thrown his hat in.
My husband says to me one day "looks like Donald Trump is gonna be the republican nominee". I laugh and reply "That will never happen. No one is actually taking him seriously. Everyone knows it's some kind of publicity thing - or a really bad joke". My hubby says "No. You don't understand..."
Ovey!!!
Even out in the suburbs, I made a point of saying good evening to people I saw every day when I took the dog out for her after-supper walk. A minority of people eventually gave me a cautious " 'Evening" in return, but far more often I got a startled look that said something more like "get away from me you weirdo." I don't know why I put up with the horrible place for so long.
Not counting other dog-walkers, of course - different rules apply, as long as you've got a dog on the lead you have rights of communication with any other person with a dog on a lead.
While this sounds selfish and immature, reading the entire paper with nothing but negative--I'd spiral out of control and back into bed.
My hubs has the TV on Fox News all day long if he's at home. I wear earplugs. Yes, it's that bad. There's too much grief and anger in the world and I am sadly unprepared for it.
No love at first sight in England ?
Sometimes it's really sad, though. A friend of mine some years ago saw a rough-ish looking man being given a wide berth by people in King's Cross rail station, and being a robust and inquisitive sort he let the man approach him. The man had a very strong Glaswegian accent, which made him initially hard to understand, but on closer examination was neither drunk nor violent - he'd just been trying to get someone, anyone, to tell him which exit he should take from the station. He'd never been to London before and couldn't have known that Local Bylaw #1 is you do not ever engage in conversation or eye contact with strangers. He said he'd been there for hours.
I think we all should post more of the good stories here! :)