Floof: Cringer gifts
maifleur01
4 years ago
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Comments (30)I've been thinking about this a lot and it's hard to choose, but I'll go with my first set of golf clubs. When I first decided to play golf, DH had some winnings in the pro shop so he bought me an inexpensive set of Rams. I took a few lessons and went out to play with a neighbor, The next year when golf season arrived, I got discouraged and gave up for that season. The following year I decided that was silly, I had an investment in clubs, shoes and a golf cart so I went back to it. I love being outdoors and spending time with good friends. The past few years I've had health issues and haven't played much golf.....this is my comeback year so I'm working my way back. Before health problems I was playing 18 holes 3 - 4 times a week. Right now I'm up to 12 or 13 hols and hope to be back to 18 holes before the season is over. It's a little difficult because I have a bad knee but I'm determined. Had it not been for that initial investment, golf would not be on my radar right now. It gives me something to strive for....See MoreRepeat Floof! Amazon AGAIN!
Comments (74)joyful, I remember when televisions were called "television sets" because they actually did have a set of tubes in them. Then, it was shortened to "sets". Those old TVs lasted for decades! And, they were repairable. Now the technology has changed and my TV is almost out dated despite it being only a very few years old. Refrigerators were much the same, as you said. Vacuums were repaired. For some unknown reason vacuums and sewing machines came into the same repair shops. Even Sears used to sell the vacuums and sewing machines in the same department. I used to sell them. I never saw any relationship between the two except for the fact that both of these things were largely used by women. Think that has anything to do with it? I have stepped aside from much of that consuming and have simply opted out from owning things that I can do without. That includes a toaster, microwave and automatic coffee maker. I just got tired of replacing and throwing away all the time. To put in a microwave in my kitchen would have required too much remaking of the kitchen space since it was built when microwaves were still sitting on little carts in the kitchen. I just said "no". I don't miss it one little bit, at all. My first microwave lasted for over 12 years. It was an Amana and I think that I am correct in remembering that it was made in the US. I think it was called a "radar range". Things began to change right about that time....early 80s....See MoreFestive Floof! Christmas Plans/Menu!
Comments (45)I'm with Judi! I need a pre-hug because I am SOOO dreading the whole thing. Hubs is going out east to spend the holiday with his kid and grandkids. I am totally FINE with that, there's not really room for me in the house, and I don't want to take the risk of covid exposure for me and my 90 year old Dad. I don't usually enjoy long visits there anyway, it's a chaotic household so really best if we keep visits short and sweet. Hubs wants to spend a lot of time there, so he'll be happy and I'll be happy. I really can't be away from my Dad for a long, long time anyway, particularly far away. So I would really love and enjoy a quiet holiday ALONE. But on the downside, I will have to be around my Dad, who takes every opportunity to be miserable and remind everyone why they should be miserable, and make issues about things that aren't issues. He'll spend the whole time lamenting that we are "alone" on the holiday, because I guess I am just chopped liver. He'll revisit every death and estrangement and person who ever spent the holidays with us and isn't there. He'll claim he has no appetite and doesn't feel like eating whatever I make, complain that I made too much, and the only thing worse would be if I didn't do anything. He's clinically depressed and refuses any treatment for it. Which is fine, but he needs to make everyone around him miserable too. Oh, and he has a lovely invitation to spend Christmas with his godson, but insists that I have to come too. I don't want to go due to covid exposure and besides I don't even want to go, it's a long drive. They are lovely people but I would prefer seeing them at a time that is less pandemic complicated. But if my Dad wanted the whole Hallmark Christmas scene he could have it there. But he insists on me going, even though I really really don't want to. Frankly having him gone would give me some much needed rest, but he refuses to take that easy route. So now he's off in search of some public party and gathering at Christmas, Lord knows why he feels like he has to do that. I guess a little covid or flu risk is the way to go. We live in a very high transmission area. So I'm just dreading the whole affair because no matter what I do, it will be wrong/bad,/problematic. Hubs and I are having vegetarian lasagna for our Christmas dinner before he leaves. Not sure what else I will make. Probably just a salad and maybe some cranberry pistachio biscotti and tea if I can get the darn things made in time . . . Dad and I will be having cornish hens, sweet potatoes and wild rice pilaf, with an apple bundt cake for dessert. If I don't feel like fussing I might just make a small apple coffee cake in a square pan instead. I love my apple bundt cake but it takes five thinly sliced apples in layers so it's a lot of work. Or I might make cranberry cherry cobbler, that's always easy peasy but also impressive....See MoreFestive Floof! Fathers Day
Comments (25)I'm on the verge of no father. He has a degenerative disease, that he wasn't supposed to live 6 months past, but he's been surviving well past. He started declining in December. He lost 20 lb in a month. His appetite is gone. The last two events I've attended with him, just walking from the car to the building he's as white as a ghost. There's absolutely no blood in his face. He's exhausted. His disorder is a breathing disorder, and he's able to carry his oxygen around, but not for much longer. He spent the last hour of today's interaction sitting on the couch sleeping while the rest of us were laughing and talking. He has a favorite book. He gave it to me, and I read it constantly. When he comes to visit me it's here on the shelf. He always picks it up and reads it when he's here. So I bought him a larger version with the actual illustrations that were in it first publication. I gave that to him yesterday. I'm going to miss him so much. I hope today brought him much joy, with all of his children, except one of the six, and many of the grandchildren, were there to see him. Doesn't happen often because there are so many of us and we are so far flung. He knows I love him. All I can hope for in his last days....See Moremaifleur01
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