JrzyTmata wrote: 
or you could try a bar of soap between the sheets at night. i have had leg/feet cramps for the last year and it works. i also use a little salt substitute to add potassium to the system. no one knows why the soap works.my Dr. snickered at this home remedy.
Tonic water helps also.

My father was of German, Scottish, French, Jewish and Cherokee ancestry... his father had several low-paying jobs, including sharecropper and truck driver... his mother worked as a sewing machine operator... they met in Tupelo, Mississippi, and eloped to Pontotoc County where they married on June 17, 1933... my dad was born January 8, 1935, in a two room house, built by his father, in East Tupelo... my dad had an identical twin who was stillborn... my dad grew up as an only child and was very close to his momma...

In 1938, my grandfather was jailed for an eight dollar check forgery... while my grandfather was incarcerated, my grandmother lost the family home... my dad was bullied at school; classmates threw rotten fruit and stuff at him because he was different— he was quiet and he stuttered and they called him a "mama's boy"...

In 1946, my father got his first guitar, and the rest is history... he wound up in Memphis, Tennessee, where dad went to record stores that had jukeboxes and listening booths, playing old records and new releases for hours... my father was an audience member at the all-night black and white "gospel sings" downtown... Memphis Symphony Orchestra concerts at Overton Park were another favorite for my dad, along with the Metropolitan Opera...

my mother grew up in an area in Memphis called Germantown, which was right next to my father's property... people used to climb trees in my mother's yard to peer into my father's property... my mother met my father one day in January of 1962 while she was out for a walk in the neighborhood... my mother saw nothing but stars in my father's eyes, and he seduced her... it was just a one-night-stand... my father was soon on tour, and my mother realized she had become pregnant... she quickly married another man, because back in those days a pregnant single woman was a social taboo...

I was born in Memphis, at a hospital two blocks from the Mississippi River... we did not stay in Memphis for long, so I don't remember much... the man my mother married adopted me as his son, and they did not tell me the truth until I was 12 years old, living far away from my father... I sent my true father many letters, but I never heard from him, and he died about a month before I turned 15 years old, before I was old enough to visit him on my own... rest in peace, father...

Happy Father's day to all the fathers out there.  I'll be going to visit mine this afternoon so we can watch the NASCAR race today.  I mean, he's the reason I like driving fast

Thanks Dad, for always being there, for always tellin' it to me straight (no pun intended) and for teaching me that honesty is usually best. 

Happy Father's day to all the fathers!

 NoEnzLefttoSplit wrote: 
didn't think you were complaining. but no reason to suffer with night cramping. it's easy to fix

 JrzyTmata wrote: 
Fish! The Family Dish! 



FWIW I am not actually complaining. Even the cruddiest of family days beats my pre-Finn days by a long shot.

 NoEnzLefttoSplit wrote: 
take calcium/magnesium supplements for the cramping.
or make sure you eat 4 servings of cal/mag rich foods each day.

 NoEnzLefttoSplit wrote: 
It's bound to get better.

Today is fathers' day? Could have fooled me.

Woke up with sudden cramps in my calf muscles (where did that come from?)
Staggered into office, started up PC to get some work in before the family woke up.
Failed miserably at trivia
Made pancakes for Finn, (wife went out walking with neighbors for 2 hours in early morning sunshine)
Painted a board for the kitchen. Sudden burst of wind blew a whole lot of crud onto wet paint.
Cleaned brushes.
Cut finger.
Made lunch (three different ones due to the three different diets currently prevailing)
Had a huge shing-ding with family for sitting in sun and not even bothering to set the table.
Ate lunch on my own. Entire family in a sulk.
Went back to office and struggled through four hours of knotty work.

Sod this for a game of soldiers.

   Happy Father's Day to all the papas here....and grandpas too!

 rgj13 wrote: 

Nice to see you Ry! Happy Father's day to you too. Hope you and yours are well.
I lost my dad almost four years ago...I was blessed... Had my dad for 52 years. Thanks  Daddy for making me who I am today, except for the happy smoke thing, I pretty much did that on my own..
 
 
Happy Father's Day to all.

My Father, my Daddy.. my true kindred soul.
I love you more than words can express. 
I am so happy we have both realized this before there was no time.
Happy Fathers Day my best Friend.

too all you RPeeps who are dads, one in partictular ( ) happy fathers' day!

and to those who still have a reason and desire to celebrate, cherish your fathers!!