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  • in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22414
    marilee
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    Alright you, just be grateful that every morning your kids put on navy shorts and a red polo shirt.  If you still want to complain, come to my house in the morning….no dear, you can’t wear the t-shirt that says "FCUK", your bra straps are showing in the green tank top (in the middle of winter), those jeans don’t do up, why don’t you put on boots, it’s raining outside…what do you mean you have no underwear?  If you need any variation of a large, oversize black t-shirt with a rock band on it, call me.  Don’t look for Nickelback, I’ve only got Jimi Hendrix, ACDC, Santana, Kiss, Queen….yes, I have the "daughter wardrobe blues".  Go ahead, write a song about it.
    Everything else is great here, slowly (and I do mean slowly) recovering from the dental surgery.  Thank goodness my mood is improving as well.  Marilee + infection = miserable.   Take care girl, and by the way, you are doing GREAT!!

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22379
    marilee
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    Happy New Year girl!  I hope you have a wonderful evening, whatever your great plans are.  Up here in Canada we have to bundle up and brave the cold to venture out…I’d love to throw a sundress on and watch the sun set on an old year. Hmmm….might be a case of the grass is always greener.  
    You deserve the very best because of the enormous effort you have put in to your recovery.  I hope you are proud of yourself, I know that I am proud to call you a friend.  Start the fireworks!  Pop the cork!  2010 is here! 

    in reply to: Day Two is Still a Day Away #21108
    marilee
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    Larry – thank you for your kind words on my thread.  Yes, we both post quite a bit, but have never posted to one another!  Your entries are always thoughtful and thought-provoking.  You do much to assist the newer members.  I hope you have a wonderful New Year’s Eve….I think this is the first one in many that I won’t be at the casino and thank God for that!  Take care, may 2010 bring you continued success in your recovery.

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22374
    marilee
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    Okay, the mother instinct in me wants to run over there and punch whoever said those things in the nose.  Not always the best way to solve things, but it’s a cathartic dream sometimes!  Thanks for your comments about the dentist, at 11:00 this morning I thought I was going to hurl myself in moving traffic to stop the pain.  By 11:10, the dentist pronounced a dry socket, and a lot of infection.  Why didn’t I call her she asked.  Because I didn’t want to bother you I replied.  She looked at me in amazement, someone so badly infected suffered for days to avoid inconveniencing her.  Anyways, it’s all good now, cleaned, medicated, and on my way to recovery.  But it certainly brings something to mind….I was surprised to find my thoughts drifting to gambling over the last few days.  Well, duh.  I was sick, wanted to be distracted, hadn’t slept, was utterly miserable.  That’s a recipe for disaster for a CG.  Once again, I can thank my stars that I self-excluded.   Just thought I would let you know – and if you have time to read this, you are actually superwoman.  Is there anything you don’t do?  Wow, I would keel over with heart palpitations if I did one fifth of what you do in a day.  Slow down girl!  🙂

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22359
    marilee
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    Morning K…..glad you had the energy to run through the shops on Boxing Day.  My daughter and I hit one store, bought two great items, and booked it outta there.  For the record, my exciting purchase was an over-the-door shoe hanger.  Party on!
    You and RG and really pi$$ing me off about your talk of food! lol  Since my dental surgery I have had some soft muffins which take me an hour to eat (one crumb at a time), 44 cans of gingerale and 12 mini quiche.  And enough Tylenol to sink the Queen Mary.  I was thinking of really stepping out today and having some soup. 
    The weather here couldn’t be more beautiful, not a cloud in the sky and a crisp kind of cold.  There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t look all around me and realize I was meant to be here, home….the mountains are in my soul.  Although, with my love for rubber shoes (flip flops, thongs, whatever they are called there) I might consider moving in with you for a short while! 
    I was remembering two years ago (and several Christmases before that) about how annoyed I was that the casino was closed on Christmas Day.  If you could go see a movie on Christmas Day, why couldn’t you gamble?  On Boxing Day I was in line for when the doors opened at 10 a.m.  Imagine, deprived of one whole day of gambling in the whole year.  On that note, my heart tipped a little when you wrote about Jode arriving Christmas night, afraid of not finding you home.  Had we ever been in our rational minds when we were gambling, that alone would have stopped you.  But all you can do now is thank God or whoever that your rational mind is back. 
    Have a great day recovering!  I’m hoping to get out of my pajamas today…ah, they should write a book about my life.

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22349
    marilee
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    Oh sure, I forget the time difference and so I don’t get the chance to wish you a Merry Christmas when it actually arrived.  I don’t care, I’m gonna do it anyways……Merry Christmas Kathryn!!!   It is early Christmas morning, and my daughter hasn’t woken up yet, so I’ve got the time to type out a few messages.  I’m glad you had such a wonderful day, it sounds like joyous chaos.  A Christmas you deserve…

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22329
    marilee
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    Hello K!  Haven’t read too far back on your thread, just catching up as far as the Christmas party stuff.  Like you, three drinks would probably put me on my a$s.  I won the gift basket raffle at work, it contained a bottle of Baileys.  Now, I rarely drink (I had ONE drink this year, whoo hoo I’m a party girl), but I love Baileys in my coffee.  I’ll be hopped up on pain killers after my dental surgery on Wednesday, but I definitely intend to open the bottle when I feel better and just enjoy a lovely Baileys and coffee.  Want to join me?  I’m sure there’s enough for three for both of us! lol
    I’m not sleeping these days, up at 2, up at 4 etc., so I’ll soon be returning to bed to catch up.  I get about 10 days off over Christmas and New Years, so I plan to try and get "regular" during that time.  No, not the usual definition of regular, but at least 4 solid hours of sleep without waking up would be swell. 
    I’m happy with my life K, it’s been a bit of work to get here.  The only thing that would make it better would be to have my long distance sweetie with me, but I am so grateful that he is a part of my life.  When you open your mind and heart to change, good things happen.  Have a great Sunday, hope that involves no bum-wiping!
     

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22218
    marilee
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    Okay, trying to catch up with your thread.  I may need a nap afterwards.  You have SO much going on girl.  So, in case I forget at the end, congratulations on reaching five months.  I think you must be quite the formidable lady, because when you set out to do something, you really do it.  Here’s your Superstar award for the day!
    Now, the bridesmaid issue.  I think everyone in the world has a hideous bridesmaid story.  Mine was many years ago (fashions do change, but taste does not).  My friend decided to have the bridesmaid’s dresses made for us.  She knew exactly what she wanted.  Enter 20 yards of baby blue polyester.  The kind that would snag on a piece of pollen floating by in the air.  The dress was in two pieces.  The first piece was a floor length tube with elastic around the waist.  Quite lovely and flattering.  The second was a sack with holes for your head and arms, and elastic around the waist.  The outfit was completed by a lovely white "picture" hat (if you don’t know what those are, thank your lucky stars) with stunning fake blue flowers glued on it.  You cannot even begin to imagine how dreadful these outfits were.  To top it all off, the armholes were so large that if you moved your arm your bra showed.  I had the good sense to buy a new one for the wedding, the other bridesmaids wore their raggly old ones, which made every movement kind of disturbing.  Hours and hours in the hot sun in baby blue polyester, which does not breathe well, itching and sweating and afraid to move in case I "flashed" some old man.  The moral of this story?  I put this hideous outfit on, put a smile on my face, and enjoyed the day (except for the part where I ended up in the hospital….but that’s another story for another day).  It was HER day, and if she wanted me to look like that, then I was going to look like that.  Most of the guests at the wedding came up to me and said "nice outfit" before dissolving into fits of laughter.  Everyone knew that I didn’t choose that outfit.  But it made the bride happy, gave her no stress before, during or after the wedding, and it was one day of my life.   So my vote is for Jode to get as big a size as possible so the blubbery bits aren’t popping out, and pretend that she’s the Queen of England, walking tall and doing the royal wave. 
    You’re going to get a lot of comments on this topic!  Now, for the tiff with Dames, and the desire to run out and gamble.  I just want to say that I think CGs have forgotten that it’s okay to escape sometimes.  It’s just that we always associate escaping with gambling.  There are all kinds of people that hop in the car and go for a drive, go for coffee, go shopping, walk the beach when they want to escape.  There are always going to be situations in life where we are pi$$ed off.  So, make an "escape" plan.  Where will you go, and what will you do when you inevitably run up against something in the future that makes you want to temporarily escape?
    On the gambling front, I absolutely love your description of what we look like 1/2 hour before closing.  I was the same.  When I think about gambling, I try to think of that last 1/2 hour, and the long walk to the car when the doors closed.  I must have looked like a mad woman, but so did others there.  Nobody but CGs are left in a casino at 3 a.m. on a Tuesday.  I was shocked when I moved back home and found they were open 24 hours a day.  I’ve told this story before – the security guard at one of the casinos told me that people wear Depends so that they don’t have to leave their machine.  Thank God I stopped before that happened to me.  Now I’ll just wear Depends when I need to – which hopefully won’t be for a decade or two.
    Okay, must go, but wanted to wade in with my congratulations on your great achievement.  Thanks, as always, for the brightest way to start my day!

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22193
    marilee
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    Thank you so much for the clarification about the thongs….I have had to train myself to say "flip flop" now, but as kids that’s all we called our little rubber shoes (which I still have an undying love for).  I was trying to picture why a manly woman would be telling you about her underwear.  My thoughts were going in a terrible direction.  I was trying to think if perhaps the four drinks to a non-drinker were somehow manufacturing what happened, but funny, I can actually see the scenario going on at your little party.
    But really, you need to think about giving your long-suffering husband a special gift (I know, with your bad back and all, it will probably just have to be candy).  Waking him up, elbowing him in the head, laughing like a hyena while he’s trying to sleep….you had better pony up for the $100 weld job and just shut up. 
    You make me want to be there with you, cavorting about and laughing about everything.  Take care, hope the back gets better ASAP.

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22183
    marilee
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    Hi K….sorry you are laid up at the moment.  Back problems are the bane of the modern world it seems.  My doctor "helpfully" suggested that if I was in better shape I wouldn’t have so many problems.  I am typing these words while I am eating the left over Halloween candy, thinking that maybe I’ll go for a walk next spring.  Hmmmpppph, seven years of medical school and he thinks he knows everything,.
    When I was a teenager (I believe that may have even been before you were born), we used to put on our jeans, turn the hose on ourselves, and let the jeans dry while we were wearing them.  They shrunk to perfection around our bodies, but we had difficulty sitting and walking (also breathing, eating and going to the bathroom were difficult).  So I appreciate you trying the skinny jeans, but quite seriously, if an 18 year old told me to get on my knees and bend backwards, I’d ask for the money up front.   That show wouldn’t come for free.
    Not sure if you replied to Velvet about what Spanx are….so let me give it my best shot.  You put on a large elastic bandage, and resemble a ten pound sausage in a five pound casing.  I live in terror that my Spanx will spring a leak and I’ll explode all over the room.  (Carl, if you’re reading this, look away).
    As always, it’s so fun to read about your life.  Take care!
    (PS when I was young and there was a thunder & lightening storm, my Grandmother always told me that God was bowling.  It seemed like a rather undignified sport for such an important deity.)

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22146
    marilee
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    Oh, the mental images you give me K!  Wailing like a banshee, and lumbering to catch up to the other kids….not quite sure how you determined Bailey was a quick toilet goer…is there some sort of test you pass in Australia for these things?   Do you hold the toilet goer Olympics?  Are there regular (excuse the pun) toilet goer support groups?  Remedial toilet goer classes?  Are awards given out at the end of the year for the "best dressed toilet goer", the "miss congeniality toilet goer", the "talent winner" toilet goer?
    In Canada, I’ll just get back to more mundane things.  The only thing peculiar about our toilet going habits is that we tend to pee very quickly to avoid being frozen to death!  Have a great day.

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22141
    marilee
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    It’s taken me a bit to read up on the last 10 days or so of your life.  You do sound a little worn out, no wonder with all of the things you are doing.  I just wanted you to know that for some strange reason at about 90 – 100 days, I had quite strong urges to gamble too.  Not sure why, as things were generally going well in my life.  So your recent thoughts probably aren’t all that unusual.  Also, make sure you pay attention to your stress level, we have years and years of defaulting to gambling to deal with stress, and only months of trying other things to deal with stress.  Some would say that if you are weakened, the gambling demon can sneak in.  However you want to frame it, you just need to pay attention to your own health. 
    I still don’t know the name of the purple car!  Just reading your post about Brea’s last days at school, and the glorious carefree days of being 18 made me a little nostalgic.  Of course, in life’s funny way, I can now look in the eyes of my boyfriend from those days, and feel carefree again. 
    Take care of yourself, as always, it’s fun to read about the adventures of Kathryn!

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22118
    marilee
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    The only thing that comes to mind is the "one eyed one horned flying purple people eater".  I’m sure Brea will find just the right name for the new car!  My first car was a bright orange 1970 Volkswagon Beetle, whose name was Manfred.  Don’t remember why, but that was "his" name.  My current car is called "Soupy" because it resembles a soup can on wheels.  There have been many in between, but I won’t ever forget Manfred.  Just as Brea will never forget her first car.  What a lovely mum and dad you are…want to adopt me?  I even come with my own car!
    I was quite touched by your post on the grocery store.  It is those small things that make this journey so worthwhile.  Like you, I bought the cheapest of the cheap, and often not much of that in the gambling years.  I used to panic if my daughter ever said "mom I need to take cupcakes to school" because there wasn’t even $2.00 left over for a mix to make them.  I refuse to live like that again.  But it took time to appreciate that what I HAD was worth more than gambling.  Of course, I was always going to win enough money to buy a bakery! 
    It’s raining buckets today, I’m such a greedy person that I want MORE summer.  Alas, the rubber flip-flops are packed away and won’t see the light of day for six months.    My toes are already screaming in protest. But it’s a good day to stay in, I don’t feel well and so I don’t need to venture out.  Have a wonderful weekend K!

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22094
    marilee
    Participant

    Oh K, such a chuckle I had reading your latest installment.  Life is funny….take a sick day when you aren’t sick, and presto!  you actually get sick (or your kids do).  I used to say that the Bingo Gods knew when I won money – if I won $500, the next day my car would break down and cost $547 to fix.   In the grand scheme of things, you ended up with a story that you can amuse people with at the next cocktail party.  Really?  Does anyone actually have cocktail parties anymore?  Just about peed my pants when you talk about the GPS lady not really knowing what she was doing – when I was on my business trip a few weeks ago, my BF had his car (complete with GPS), and that woman must be the cousin of your woman.  She would tell him to turn right after we had passed the street.  Stupid things.  Of course, if it was a GPS man, he’d never ask for directions and you’d have ended up in New Zealand.
    It’s not karma K, it’s life!  And we’d better get a d$mn good laugh out of it. 

    in reply to: BELIEVE (new thread) #22085
    marilee
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    Hi Kathryn…just had to pop on this morning and read about the wedding.  Not sure what made me think of it, but now I’m going to be late for work!  It sounds SOOOOOOOOO romantic.  I think we all know those family dramas, ours were usually centered around my mother (an alcoholic) and trying to determine whose turn it was to babysit her so that she didn’t pass our with her face in the soup bowl.
    I’m glad you felt so confident about your appearance.  When I went to my reunion, I didn’t put the whole thing together until 10 minutes before I was leaving…I looked in the mirror and thought "good God, I hate this".  You were all prepped and ready to dazzle.  Good on ‘ya girl.
    Always a delight to hear how well you are doing, could you ever have imagined this?  I still have this sense of wonder that there really IS a world waiting for me to join in.  Anyways, must run…ask your FIL if he’ll save the last dance for me!  That ought to start world war three.
     

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