Southern NY, Dutchess county and below

[queenchick16]

Going to Wilton Ct tomorrow and figured I look to see if thereare any tractor supply's nearby. While scanning their website, without glasses on. I mistook the word welding for wedding . I thought how great that would be , to be getting married and registering at Tractor Supply. Unfortunately after 35 years I would never do it again.
With the odd even days I think the gas problem will get better. At least I hope.

A young guy that works for my husband went back to his house to check on it only to find all of his stuff was stolen.

Be safe everyone.

 

[goldeneggtees]

well, everyone, the shiRt hit the fan tonight.

my dad who has been a nightmare since coming here to escape the storm, started his usual tirade against my mom tonight. i tried to do what my husband said to do which is leave the room when my dad starts getting ugly but couldn't bear it when he started to take this whole thing out on her like hurricane sandy was all her fault. he didn't want to rebuild but she wanted to stay. i went in calmly at first and asked what his problem was now and well, let's just say, things escalated from there.

my dad thinks all his hard work to get things back in place is all my mom's fault and he will torture her and everyone else in his path because "he" and only "he" is working so hard. wait, didn't sandy wreck countless lives and countless homes????? Why is he the only one?

he said that's it, it's over between he and I as he almost slammed my hand in one of the doors in my house. thank god, this house 90 year old house is made of tougher stuff and the door is none the worse for wear. glad my hand missed the blow. ugh!

even if i never see my dad again, i'm glad he is out. these past two weeks, I've felt like a little girl again when he used to walk in the door and my stomach would drop in anticipation of his tirades that usually came. you'd think as you aged, you'd get mellower. not my dad.

went into the coop to escape the wrath and call one of my bros and the hens were like what the????? I was cursing and crying and I'm sure thats something they've never heard before.

Where's the xanax?

 

[Cydney83]

howlinggood:

Hi eveyone! I am so sorry you all got hit with the storm! We have missed all of this in upstate NY. I have been thinking and reading with hope that all comes out ok!

 

[stoopid]

Donna, so sorry you have to go thru that shiRt.
I forgot what town you are in, I may be able to help you in that dept.
Although I have been written up for things like that before.
PM me if you want to meet.

 

[Imprfctme]

Donna, I am so sorry you had to go through that. Thank you for being brave enough to share with us. Emotional abuse lingers for years after you move away from home. I wish I could hold your hand and just listen for you. I feel bad for living so far from you all. Tina I hate that your little roo didn't make it. I hope you know how much it meant that you even tried. Suzanne I am so impressed you finished a whole afghan. Plus you have been making me laugh as always.

I feel so guilty and small for having problems like "no cable", "insurance company won't fill my MS prescriptions", "husband with anger management issues" and of course, "sciatica / herniated vertebra".

Is there anyway we could meet at like the Queens Zoo sometime? I think we all need a hug.

 

[Imprfctme]

Cory Booker tweeted this quote today, and it is perfect for the post storm feeling most of us are going through -

@CoryBooker: “Courage does not always roar. Sometimes it's the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, 'I'll try again tomorrow” Mary Anne Radmacher

 

[smkchick]

Cory Booker tweeted this quote today, and it is perfect for the post storm feeling most of us are going through -
@CoryBooker: “Courage does not always roar. Sometimes it's the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, 'I'll try again tomorrow” Mary Anne Radmacher

Heather, I have that quote on a magnet on my fridge. Sometimes it takes all the courage in the world just to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Donna, my father was a very unhappy man when I was growing up and would also rage over the smallest things. He would say hurtful things to us that linger in my memory to this day. After he and my mom split up (when I was in college), he lived the life he wanted to have and became mellow and compassionate and caring to me and my siblings. He turned out to be a great man after all. But whenever I was going to meet him, I still had this sense of dread because of the memories burned into my soul. We'd always have a great time and I always came away loving him, but I could never shake that sense of dread. He died in 2004 with his children at his side. I miss him terribly, but I still remember the fear and dread that came from my early years. It's a tragedy that parents don't realize the damage they cause.

Right now we're dealing with my mom. After lying to us and trying to swindle us out of our inheritance from our dad, she's decided not to speak to my younger sister. My mother accused my sister of not trusting her, and my sister admitted she didn't. I'm left wondering what memories I'll be left with when my mother passes...

I've been fighting off another bout of depression. I wonder if the powers that be have any clue about the emotional damage that is done to people who are fired, excessed, dismissed, etc. Tuesday I made $50 tutoring and spent $48 on gas within a half hour. Tonight, the $50 I earned went right to groceries. I'm trying to find the words to describe the feeling. Debased. Humiliated. Discouraged. Frustrated. It all comes out depressed.

I think it would be great if we could meet at the Queens Zoo. I'll drive from here if any of the Eastern folks want to meet up to carpool. Rosie, Carol, Roberta, Karen, etc, etc, etc. I know I could use some time with you chickies.

 

[stoopid]

I'm in.
As long as my husband doesn't disapprove.....

 

[Cheeky Chick]

Heather, I have that quote on a magnet on my fridge. Sometimes it takes all the courage in the world just to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Donna, my father was a very unhappy man when I was growing up and would also rage over the smallest things. He would say hurtful things to us that linger in my memory to this day. After he and my mom split up (when I was in college), he lived the life he wanted to have and became mellow and compassionate and caring to me and my siblings. He turned out to be a great man after all. But whenever I was going to meet him, I still had this sense of dread because of the memories burned into my soul. We'd always have a great time and I always came away loving him, but I could never shake that sense of dread. He died in 2004 with his children at his side. I miss him terribly, but I still remember the fear and dread that came from my early years. It's a tragedy that parents don't realize the damage they cause.

Right now we're dealing with my mom. After lying to us and trying to swindle us out of our inheritance from our dad, she's decided not to speak to my younger sister. My mother accused my sister of not trusting her, and my sister admitted she didn't. I'm left wondering what memories I'll be left with when my mother passes...

I've been fighting off another bout of depression. I wonder if the powers that be have any clue about the emotional damage that is done to people who are fired, excessed, dismissed, etc. Tuesday I made $50 tutoring and spent $48 on gas within a half hour. Tonight, the $50 I earned went right to groceries. I'm trying to find the words to describe the feeling. Debased. Humiliated. Discouraged. Frustrated. It all comes out depressed.

I think it would be great if we could meet at the Queens Zoo. I'll drive from here if any of the Eastern folks want to meet up to carpool. Rosie, Carol, Roberta, Karen, etc, etc, etc. I know I could use some time with you chickies.

I'm in!! I know I could use some "girl time"

I'm sorry about your depression-that's awful-it runs in my family, and I've had episodes in the past-there is nothing like it. Losing your job is an awful thing to have to go through, and there's so much of it lately. It's terrifying to those who really have no way to pay bills or buy food. Suzanne, stay strong-don't let the powers that be bring you down. You have friends that love you! Family that loves you! Chickens that adore you and give you eggs! Not to mention you're a crocheting DIVA!

Aging parents are good memory killers. My mother and I had a rough relationship my whole life-I was never good enough, smart enough, successful enough, and I married a "Blue collar" man...who's IRISH of all things. Yeah-she was the mother on "Only the lonely" only in reverse. When she got sick, I was in college working on my Admission to Cornell. I quit to care for her-breast cancer, and a father who spent his youth in Polish and German Concentration camps made him a little too emotionally immature to deal with any of it. When she passed away, it was my father that needed support-he needed to have someone there.
My dad was the gentlest most loving man on the planet. He'd literally give you his shoes while having to walk on glass shards. just a great man and a fantastic father. When he got Alzheimer disease...it was 5 years of horror, for all of us. He regressed to being in Auschwicz. Which was heartbreaking to watch. He became scared and mean and I have to tell ya, it was almost a "THANK GOD" when he passed. I still cry I miss him so.

Anyhow, now that I've made myself cry, and probably threw you into a worse depression...I'll just say this-I am here, and I'm sure the rest of the ladies will agree-we love you and are here for you.

Let's "Do the Zoo" before the REAL cold sets in!! Let's make a picnic and "chill" out!

 

[goldeneggtees]

Thanks for everyone's replies, I appreciate your concern.

I'll be in for a trip to the zoo, carpooling will def be in order.

Didn't sleep much last night, stinks. I could have used it.

Woke up early and let all 4 dogs out and witnessed a small owl fly overhead. Those are things that make me happy, being around nature. My dad would never understand that. He's too wrapped up in himself to think of anything or anyone else. He's got major issues for sure.