Jest Another Day in Pear-A-Dice - Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm in Alberta

[Teila]

Delurking once again

I hear ya Tara .. I too am 5’11” and yep, I got the big boned line all though my childhood. Dad was 6’5”, mum was 5’10”, my sister is 6’ and my son is 6’5”. One bonus, I was always the first pick or close to it when Netball and Basketball Teams were were being organised

While I am not what I consider obese, I am also not skinny and have a bit of padding. I think I have tried just about every diet and exercise regime available over the years and then, when I hit 45, I thought “enough, I do not want to have spent my whole life trying to be something I am not”.

I never really lost much weight when on any of the diets BUT since giving up and accepting my lot, I also have not put any weight on .. I am what I am.

I also hear ya on the looks department, you can keep your travel and glamour etc .. I am happiest at home with my family and critters and grey hairs

 

[drumstick diva]

Amen Teila. I am happiest in my grubby clothes, t-shirts(long or short sleeves depending on weather) and grungy jeans with bleach and assorted other splatters.

At the most on my diet (aka starvation) I have lost 17 lbs. and it came back. Lately I have lost 11 and it won't budge from there but it also doesn't seem to go up even after ice cream binges This must be the place my weight should be.

I don't wear makeup ,allergic even to hypo-allergic products. Who cares? I used to be 5 ft. small on my toes, now it's probably more like 4' 11". But I have a "stink eye," that could stop a runaway train. Even without raising my hoarse voice, people that anger me seem to blend into the background.

I was bullied through most of my life but, old age has it's advantages - no one wants to mess with the mean, old lady with the vocabulary of a sailor.

I don't care if no one loved me when I was 64, I am 68.10 - soft as velvet and tough as nails.(in my imagination anyway.) and smiling like the Cheshire cat. Don't even like cats but, the smile is perfect.

By the way Tara & Teila, you can get the stuff off the top shelf for me, and likewise I can retrieve items for you gals, on the bottom shelf without bending. Gosh I LOVE this thread!!

PS I had gray hairs in high school. After my son was born I went pure white. I Love it. I ride the senior bus with a bunch of old ladies with shoe polish black hair and tell them " gray (white) hair doesn't frighten me.

Oops sorry too talky - usually I just talk to myself.

 

[Teila]

Hey Diva I do believe that is the most words I have seen from you for a while and you know what, I think I loved every one of them

My favourite shorts have bleach splatter!

I do have to spruce up a bit when I go into the office but, working from home, the majority of the time I am in shorts and T-shirt, hair tied back to save having to do anything with it and yeah, make up? Of what do you speak? Lol

Some people may look at it as ‘letting ourselves go’ but you know what, I do not have the time or inclination to try and impress anyone whose opinion I do not care about anyway.

Ah yes, if I had a dollar for every time I have been asked to retrieve items from the top shelf or heard the words "gee, you are tall" [really? thanks for that sunshine, I had not noticed!] I would have retired years ago

 

[drumstick diva]

Teila you just don't get around enough. I have a big mouth and frequently say way too much. I would be embarrassed but, after a number of decades, nothing embarrasses me anymore. It's funny, some people shopping will watch me hopping up and down to reach something, and talk to me sweetly, like to a child. "Can I get that for you?" I tell them no thank you and scale the side of the shelves or climb into the freezer to get what I want.

I usually have a few people cheering me on and a employee or two hollering that I should have asked for help instead. My prince never showed up,and I learned no one was going to rescue me. I'm fine with that. It's amazing how resourceful you can be when you don't expect to be saved.

Friends come in all sizes, shapes and persuasions - it just matters that something "clicks" between you.

 

[Wisher1000]

We are going to have to form a. "Tall Ladies Club!" I am just barely shy of 6' tall. Add to that the fact that I carry a gun for a living, can out shoot most of the men (firearms instructor,) and that I hyphenate my last name...and it seems I'm every mans nightmare.

 

[drumstick diva]

Okay Wisher - IF people who aren't OLD can join the Old Folks Home, can people who aren't tall, join the Tall folks thread?

I also remember the Cold Folks thread and if you just had ice cubes in the freezer, you could join.

 

[scottcaddy]

You ladies make for good reading

DW is in the same tall and 'big boned' club, and 2 out 3 DD's are in it also.
Me, I'm just under 6 ft and 165#
Scott

 

[Wisher1000]

Of course, Diva! For the sake of diversity, and because we love you, you can be our token short girl.

 

[drumstick diva]

Thank you Wisher, I promise I'll be the best short girl ever

 

[CanuckBock]

Heel low:

DD...short or tall, you're one of those persons that is often seen to be "ten feet tall and bullet proof" so like never worry much about how you measure up physically. A spit-fire is a spit-fire and my own mother use to toss me in the hallway...she has a green belt in Judo and when it comes to tossing an opponent, the shorter statured one always had better leverage...as she proved.

I bin on computers and e-mail since pretty much the beginnings...decades of use and seen many trends over this time.

I refuse hide and use a "handle;" making sure that I usually sign off using my REAL NAME and have never hid under the vice of remaining anonymous that many do.

Saw this on the weekend in the city and thought...
"Really, you needed to put that on your vehicle...how low, how rude, how stunned are you?"​

Rudeness seems to abound these days because people feel they are not accountable and in most cases on the Net, there is not much in the way of repercussions past maybe getting labelled as a troll (oh hurt me...NOT!). I am not hiding anything. Bin a while on BYC and it makes me grin because I have said "I am BIG" and that be that. Not here to pick up a "date," am taken with my soul mate thanks...and don't give a HOOT what others think of moi. I be me and I love the skin I am in.

I can see so do others here--have nothing to hide and we are who we are though oft we don't SEE us as we truly are...humans with all our baggage, flaws and badges of honour for the good deeds we do accomplish. What we lack as participants on computers is the ability to meet face to face and we oft times THINK we know each other but we cannot even pick each other out from a crowd. Pretty basic ability when we think we know someone, isn't it?

One good set of song lyrics I will post on this topic are these...Paisley got accused of bullying but since I don't think he is one ounce handsome (not my type, eh), it never occurred to me that he might be funning or bullying since I don't see him as desirable at all.

Keep foremost in our minds...that Men are suppose to be tall, athletic, rich...Women are suppose to be beautiful, sexy, things like have a full head of hair but heaven forbid they have hairy eye brows or refuse to shave their legs--hair on the head but no place else--eep! ...etc...depending what culture etc...whatever...

Remember Twiggy...when did that happen? Round about the same time women sought more equality with men...THERE...give women something UNattainable...super twig skinny...there, you can be slim, desirable and very angry because you are battling the feeling of being HUNGRY 24/7...not there, take over the world women...sure! It is like we self-impose misery upon our humanness...and don't get me wrong, men are made to feel just as confused about their role in society as women. Mom's jobs were all replaced by fast food outlets, robotic vacuums and the fact that it takes TWO incomes to even come close to have a life nowadays...yeh... Mom is not at home to make the house a HOME, to look after the kids and have family time all together... I could rant onwards but what is the point...here's that song I mentioned...

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Sitting in front of a computer screen for five hours a day can dramatically increase the risk of depression and insomnia, new research suggests.

Previous studies have focused on how too much screen time can cause physical afflictions, such as headaches, eye strain, and backache.

Now one of the biggest ever investigations into the hazards of computers in the workplace has concluded that they can also damage mental health.

In a three-year survey of 25,000 workers, many complained of feeling depressed, anxious and reluctant to get up for work in the mornings.
They were also plagued by broken sleep and reported problems getting along with fellow employees.

The study by researchers at Chiba University in Japan, concluded that bosses should limit the time their staff spend on computers.

Lead researcher Dr Tetsuya Nakazawa said: ' This result suggests the prevention of mental disorders and sleep disorders requires the restriction of computer use to less than five hours a day.'

The results, published in the American Journal of Industrial Medicine, showed one in four staff spent at least five hours a day at their terminal.

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British experts said working alone at a computer for hours on end could lead to a sense of isolation, even in a busy office.

Psychology Professor Cary Cooper from the University of Manchester Institute of Science and Technology said concern was growing over mental health problems caused by working with computers.

'We are finding that people are working with machines as opposed to other people,' he said. 'The problem is not just sitting in front of a computer but the fact that people don't take a break and cannot prioritise what they are doing.

'They are overloaded then they worry about the work they are not doing.

'People are not interacting with each other and the longer you do that, the less work meets your social needs.'

Professor Brian Shackel, from Loughborough University, agreed: ' Even in a full office, the likelihood is staff would have targets to meet, so the opportunities for social chit-chat would be considerably diminished.'

So we spend time on a computer, it depresses us, we feel alone, we feel like we need human companionship and yet, we are forced to further alienate ourselves with more technology...oh well, no matter.

Not like I can fix the world...be responsible for my actions or inactions, eh.

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I have four totes of whole grains to get stowed and that in my world is tres important...

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In the scope of Pear-A-Dice, eh

Doggone & Chicken UP!

Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada