Hmm. Daylilies only, or true lilies too? We had a place called Daylily Heaven near here, and a friend of the owner told me that the prices were based on people's desire to have the newest, niftiest plants; that after the first season the same plant would be much less expensive. It sounded like a strange subculture to me, but the plants he'd gotten there really were beautiful. I get into so much trouble on bluestone, plants delights, forestfarm, heronswood and even good old white flower farm websites that I will try hard to avoid any new pitfalls! > for bored victims of CHAD, especially late at night when we should be sleeping. That is a great description - it's certainly true for me!

You people are funny you know. Out of this whole conversations taken place for the past year nobody in this chat room has thought that maybe there’s two sides every story. I am this woman husband and name Chris. Let me tell something she hasn’t told you. First lets start with the begin of this relationship. I meant Dallas while she was going through her first divorce and she was in abuse relationship with her last husband James. I meant Dallas and she was stuck in a house the bought together. After 1 month of dating I felt bad I took her rent-free and helped get her back on her feet. We than feel in love with each other. During the first two years in our marriage Dallas accused me of cheating went through my phone and if I smelt funny or even if I had a whiff of perfume on she would accuse me of cheating. All because of the fact I was 3years younger than her. For two years I dealt with that. Never once accused her of cheating nor mistreated her. I sat there well her real dad for the first time accused me of being to immature for Dallas and never once did this woman ever stick up for me at all. I sat there well her mom accused me of showing her boyfriend pornographic photos. Who in there right would show pics like that to someone mother in law or any family member for that matter. Also did I mention the fact that this woman has had an affair. This woman cheated on me what kind of man wouldn’t be concerned for the wife after that. Also what kind woman tells someone lets do a six month separation and agrees not see other people but doesn’t wear her wedding and tells people she leaving when she going marriage counseling this Sat. This woman is probably still cheating on me and expects me to live separately and just phone calls no contact for two months and than we will start dating each with other while living separately and go to marriage counseling. How do you work on a marriage when your not living with each other also where not supposes to see other people but like I said she I guess forgot that part. Did I mention that its either this or divorce, but she did come up with this she got from you people and her family witch is never around and does have real clue as to what’s going on. Just like you people. Of course I’m going to want to check on her. I’m not perfect by no means at all marriage takes work and it also takes two. This woman should have been talking to me instead of talking with you people. Half of what was said is either a lie or an exaggeration of the truth. What kind of woman leaves her husband at a bus stop. Or how about at the out back steak house. Let not even get into finances while I was working 16hr shifts with barely any sleep this woman was out shopping spending the money sometimes leaving us with barely enough money for food. I would begged her not go out or spend money. For Christmas if I don’t have money my family just gets cards or we tell each other not get gifts for us. Dallas spend almost are entire paycheck on Christmas for her family. Did she mention that I would work 100 hr of over time just to keep up with her spending and the debt from her last marriage and that I paid 6000 dollars off in year from her loan or the sacrifice that I would make for this woman. While she was getting her nails done and going out to eat well I was eating roman noodles. And for what so she can sit here and badmouth me with lies and fabrication. Who wouldn’t be tired after all that works. But you know what id get oh appreciate you and than she do it again and again. Over and over, but when I don’t think before when I speak during a argument or if something I did mean comes out of my mouth, and when I say sorry isn’t that the same thing. Shouldn’t we just both respect each other and not do it. But why is it that im taking all the blame and that I have accepted what ive done but yet she hasn’t. Also she spent two years going out with friends leaving me at home never bring them around even when I told her it bugged me. I never felt so alone in my life. It was like I thought she was embarrassed of me and she knows I have no friends what so ever but I guess that’s okay right. Dallas never would communicate to me at all she runs to everybody else when theres a problem. . This woman just want attention from every one probably because her whole family has practically a banded her while my family came in took her and made her one of our family members. When I met Dallas her whole life was drinking parting and sex. Her best friend Valerie is on drugs she has no positive reinforcement and you people are not helping at all. I could sit here and she did this and didn’t do that what’s the point. There only two people that truly no the truth and that me Chris her husband and my wife Dallas. What kind of abuse counselor can sit there not see any bruises or police reports and say ya you’re being abused really who does that. Every marriage has issues. I have forgave her for what she has done why cant she do the same for me. I want to save my marriage. I hope our marriage counselor will help because you people are not helping, and someone can get both sides of the story. Thank you let me know committers that have no life if want to know what’s going on let me know thank you

I had a similar experience today to the closet problem..i've been looking for the booklets that came with our frig, and range, since Jan 1..when we installed them..as i had to order filters..and i couldn't find them..well when i was reading in my book about redoing your closets..i thought..yeah..i could put the jeans on the bottom rod rather than my jackets..so i was moving them..there were a few pair of jeans folded on a stool in the closet..and i thought..ok girl you can hang those up..walllahhhhh ..under the jeans were the long lost instr books..just in the nick of time (of course when i ordered the filters i was shocked at the price) Then i also spent most of the rest of the rainy day cleaning my desk and paying my bills, in between reading the rest of the "Kick the clutter book" I'm on yard now and can't do that ..it's raining..snow melting..windy..nasty.. OH OK for an update..i love the computer here where it is..i can look out the window at the garden and I'm out of ron's way..i can hear the news beind me on the t v or listen to music..and i'm near the front door if guests come..Ron seems to like his library table and the placement of the love seat in HIS room, and the other tables seem to be working OK where they are..but the living room ones are temporary fix until i get something better for there. Joel saw dr on Monday for his shoulder (his scheduled post surgery appt) and dr increased his weight restrictions ..took xrays..and said he was doing good..so no milking it..i know better. he is a tough cookie..he works in a job where he gets burned, cut or hurt on a regular basis..maintains HOT rubber and plastic moulding presses.. a quick story about Joel..when he was 12, he went to work trimming christmas trees, came home with hands all blistered and bloody..and went right back the next day..most people would have quit..he worked that job until an early high school graduation at 17..he is a blessing

This thread reminded me of when my dear, dear, adorable little son was around 3 years old. He's almost 11 now and it's a good thing he was so "dear, dear and adorable" at three! My Christmas tree was downstairs and was OH! SO BEAUTIFUL! Decorated in all of it's glory with my most prized Christmas ornaments scattered throughtout the branches. The little glass ornaments were at least 30 years old, I had grown up with them and they meant the world to me. Each one was hand painted in a different design and each one was so beautiful and so very, very fragile. I was upstairs and my dear, dear, adorable son was downstairs in our family room...with our Christmas tree. All of a sudden I heard "clink, clink, pfooth!' And then another "clink, clink, pfooth." The feeling that engulfed me from my head to my toes made me rush down those stairs...somehow I knew exactly what I was going to find. Dear, dear, adorable little son thought that my precious little ornaments made wonderful little balls and apparently loved the sound of "clink, clink, pfooth" as they hit against the wall. I lost about half of my ornaments that year and was heartsick over it. I hadn't been worried because my children had always been surrounded by breakable things and always understood that they were not to touch. The ornaments had always hung on our tree, my daughter had never touched and my son had never touched - until that Christmas. For a few years after that we had two trees every Christmas. One downstairs in the family room that would be decorated with kid's ornaments and such and then one upstairs on the main level with what was left of my precious little ornaments. Funny memory to look back on now, but, it sure wasn't funny to me at the time...clink, clink, pfooth! ~Pam