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  • v FLAME42
    Thank you for the fantastic blog enry, there were tears in my eyes by the end of it. Thank you for my Spark Goodie, you always know how to liven up my days. See you soon.
    3874 days ago
    Thanks for looking at my SD pics. It is a small world.
    3876 days ago
    thanks're always so thoughful. Actually a nice bubble bath sounds like a good idea. Have a great day.
    3876 days ago
    Ever notice how the models in the plus size catalog look like they're all of 10 pounds overweight. Drives me crazy.
    3877 days ago
    Loved your blog 'How To Call The Police When You're Old' and I want to share a true story with you. I used to car pool with a friend who grew up on the same property she lives in now. She and her mother have neighboring houses. They used it as an egg farm when she was growing up. Now it's a very well to do area. Her mother was 90, legally blind, and in a wheel chair. As you might imagine, the house was just cluttered with a lifetime of little inexpensive knick knacks. They had the bad habit of leaving the cellar doors unlocked. So one evening a kid snuck in thru the cellar and surprised her mom. Kept threatening her and wanted money. He grabbed a small whisk off the kitchen counter; it had a porcelain chicks head on the end of it for decoration. So the dialogue was basically.
    kid: "give me your money".
    mom "what are you doing in my house"
    kid "i said give me your money"
    mom "get out of my house"
    kid "you better give me the money now"
    mom "i don't have any get out or I'll call the police"
    ----- Every so often he would give her a little poke with the whisk. this went on and on and on ----
    finally the kid realized this was a lost cause. Here he is arguing with an elderly blind women in a wheelchair who keeps yelling at him to get out of her house. I would imagine that when he finally left, with nothing more than he came with, his friends who had to be waiting for him in a nearby car, must have asked him what happened. He must have felt like he had just bullied his own grandmother. I would give anything to know what he said. The mother was fine. They finally started locking the door. And if she wasn't legally blind she probably would have been sitting shotgun by the window after that. Tough old bird. good for her.
    3879 days ago

    Comment edited on: 6/13/2010 1:45:48 PM