GeneP59 wrote: 


I know this. It's been years since I've cried at the ringing of the phone, but I remember it.

 GeneP59 wrote: 
I love that sense of unwavering confidence. Thank you.
 
And....I know how you and bokey feel about not feeling yourself anymore. I was that way toward the end of my last few months with Mom. (And I didn't have it NEAR as bad as you two) Thanks to siblings and her long-term care insurance, things are going well for her, and I am feeling my sunny self again.
 
One day, you guys will too.

The phone ringing in the middle of the night. Especially when mom's in the hospital.

 bokey wrote: 


I'm right there with you.

Sleep tight.

 Alexandra wrote: 
I know you'll have one in place by then.

Pretty much everything nowadays. Where did the real Al go?

Oh well goodnight all.

 Alexandra wrote: 
That would scare me, too.

Not having another job or temp job in place before my current one ends at the end of August.

 RASPUTIN wrote: 
That's how it happened for us... one night about 11 PM on the evening we had taken Megan back to college after a summer break, we got a call from a paramedic who had her in an ambulance. She had been riding her (brand new) bike across the street in Houston and was hit broadside by a car that ran a stop sign. She'd gone up onto the hood and had lodged in the windshield. Most. Horrible. Call. Of. My. Life.

(The second and third most horrible calls I had to make were to tell her grandparents, "Your grandchild's been hit by a car.")

 RASPUTIN wrote: 
well, yeah.  if a doctor or nurse had called, P would have been driving to the hospital.

About the only thing that scares me these days is something happening to my woofs.

 oldslabsides wrote: 

Having no kids I can't really way in on this one but I would think it would be a lot more scary if somebody else called you.  Of course the kid knew that and made the call himself.  Smart kid.

Getting a phone call from my son wherein he tells me he's in hospital with a fractured skull.

Seems he fell and bashed his head on a rock.  He's okay and home now, but.... holy fucking shit. 

Gingrich-Palin 2012.

(check out CNN)

 rosedraws wrote: 
You're not senile, it's just that your "hard drive" is filled up with other things that are taking precedence. When your head isn't so full, the names will come back.

 ScottFromWyoming wrote: 

 rosedraws wrote: 
Ha ha ha I know what you mean, pal. buddy. sport. lady.

I am the MC/performer at an annual event at the NH Creative Club called the Pricing Game... I show people's Design/Illustration/Photo/Etc projects via the projector, talk to the audience about the project, and the audience guesses what each project paid.  It's pretty interactive with the audience... but I talk a lot, and I share a lot of stories and details about contracts and the business.  It's like the culmination of my outrageously varied career experience all in one 2-hour span.  I've done this event 7 or 8 times now, and usually get rave reviews (it is a ton of really useful information!)

So last night, I could not remember anyone's names.  Club members who I've been working with for years.  People who I see regularly on Facebook.  I kept drawing a blank when addressing someone.  It scared the crap out of me!!  I mean, I know I have a few memory glitches, but this was so dramatic.

I hope I get senile enough to not know that I'm senile. 

 buzz wrote: 
I have nothing against capitalism and prosperity, just against those who make their wealth off of other people's backs, and don't give back.

 hippiechick wrote: 
 rock on, my capitalist pig sistah! rock on