BWACHK!
I always though you looked familiar.
<hubba hubba>
Thank you Blaise. I hope so too.
The liposuction made all the difference.
Still got a belly there, cave man.
Well now.
I usually have a photographic memory for photographs but I suppose inviting Blaise over for a first hand evaluation wouldn't hurt.
I don't think Blaise knows me from abuzz and here, but I know him as friend of pals, and am always glad to see him post.
Besides which I like his posts.
And, Blaise, I am late of southern california, venice to be specific. Naturally I am curious how you like it or don't...
(oh, sorry, tangent).
My dear Ms. D., it's not a belly, it's a shrine to prosperity and, for special occasions, it helps keep me anchored in the hot tub.
B'ang, having recently started getting prostate checks, first hand evaluations have taken on a new meaning, a new terrifying meaning. Having said that, there aren't too many places you can get that kind of action for a $20 copayment; it's easily a $50 value on the street.
O'o, I don't recall where we had too much direct interaction but I do remember seeing you at Abuzz and I am aware that you are friends of a fine bunch friends. There is certain group of familiar names I stalk, all for the forces of good and progress, to see what shakin' and you're among them. I hope that's not too creepy. And thanks for the kind words regarding my posts, I'm blushing...no small feat that.
As for SoCal, I like it. As with anywhere there is much to dislike but for the sake of a two hour drive you can be in Santa Barbara, Palms Springs or Mexico. Publics transport, lacking though it may be, is starting to come around and having shoveled more than my fair share of snow, the winters suit me just fine. I have to say it does kill me being here in autumn; I grew up in Illinois on Lake Michigan near the Wisconsin border and this was my favorite time of year there.
There is a certain vapidness and insta-culture mindset but knowing it exists makes it easier to dodge. Oh, I live in Santa Ana a stones throw from Angels Stadium. So what got you to up and leave? I think of Venice a great deal since Katrina hit because I wonder what manner of bombast would be built if Venice were destroyed by a natural disaster.
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Money, honey. My ex and I parted ways and I got the house and he his inheritance, and given our exemplery efforts that was about right re apportioning with no lawyers. So there I was with the house and payments and foresaw not being able to keep them up very shortly. So I looked around and around and picked here in north north.
As it happened, I should have moved all my stuff into a onebedroomapartment and leased the house, but I am not that clever. It is now worth zillions. I care less about that than that it has been remodelled twice since us. My poor baby house.
Same thing happening here, I can't keep it going, have this one on the market as the market is diving. (she shrugs, is it now that I become a nun?).
Santa Ana, old German colony...
Boomerang, apologies, but I can't stay out of this since I got to meet the beautiful in a manly sort of way, Blaise, in Boston with dear friends.
Start a thread! Do something so we can all trade memories and stories. How's your absolutely gorgeous little boy?
Hi Diane, that was a lovely day indeed. The wee one's not quite so wee anymore but I'm happy and lucky to claim him as mine.
Here's link where we can chat further.
http://www.able2know.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=62060&highlight=
Good luck with today, Boomer.
To the topic of the thread: I find I have to actually get OUT of my mind (no, not drunk) in order for it to unwind. I tend to watch movies when I need that kind of relief. Or, if the book I'm reading is particularly engrossing, it does the trick too. When I can find it, mind-blowing sex works too. They are temporary diversions, but they help a little anyway.
I really like the movie especially if it's you really like that you can share with wee one. This mind blowing sex thing sounds interesting, I wonder if any research has been done on that.
There is just a certain something about a man who loves Superchicken.
About the only mind blowing sex I get anymore is at the movies. Kids put a real damper on the mind blowing aspect of anything, especially sex.
Now, on to the twins.
They are so adorable. They looked very good.
But insanely and scarily small.
This was their second birthday and I swear they are wearing clothing for 9 month olds. It was weird to see two such tiny people eat pepperoni pizza and talk.
The girls were a couple of months premature but I though premies usually caught up by their second birthday. They both seem abnormally small.
They stayed in their high chairs the whole time, which I thought was kind of weird. Everyone was discouraged from holding them. Considering this group.... that might not have been a bad thing. One guy was so sick he could hardly sit up.
Still, they had excellent table manners and they were both enthusiastic eaters.
Daddy's new girlfriend had an air of sophistication about her that I don't normally associate with this set. However I did find out just how small and incestuos this gang is when she said "Mo looks just like A (A is Mo's dad)!" and the connections started turning out.
Don't these kids ever leave the neighborhood?
Culture shock aside it was great to see the girls and I had a real wave of relief crash over me.
Mom seems to be on good terms with all involved and I am hoping she will bring the girls here for a visit. That would be truly lovely.
Well, that was mixed news, but over-all good...... I think. I have two adopte cousins (half-sisters) and the younger of the two is tiny. She's 10 or 11 and way smaller than my 6 year old neice. Granted, my neice is big for her age, but only by about 6 months to a year.
Her small stature is generally attributed to her mothers drug and alcohol use.
Soz, actually, my aunt and uncle came to care for these two girls sort of the same way you came to care for Mo. They knew each other from the community - maybe church or a soup kitchen.... I'll ask.
Oh, and, having kids isn't the only mind-blowing sex inhibitor. I haven't gotten anything approaching mind-blowing sex for a year and a half.
B'ang- given where you were when you started this thread I think you're miles ahead. We always think things could be much better than actually turns out to be the case but I'm thinkin' things are miles ahead of what your worst fears were.
Now to spread some good juju towards having them come your place for a visit.
L'k, you might want to keep in mind what B'ang said:
"There is just a certain something about a man who loves Superchicken. "
I'd just like to add I'm discrete and the photos will be nothing but tasteful.
Er... thanks for the offer, Blaise.
Are you callling me soz?
I'm flattered!
Yeah.... their small size was.... weird. They are tiny. I was startled.
I don't get to see them often, even before they disappeared. Because they have no connection with their mom, their connection with me is.... slim. When grandpa was raising them I was always welcome. Grandpa was tossed, they disappeared and I don't really know how to grow back a connection.
To be honest, if they weren't related to Mo and if I didn't think that sometime later in life there would be questions I probably wouldn't be so bizarre about the whole thing. I'm just waiting for the "why me and why not them?" stuff.
I love the girls. I really do. I love them and I love Mo because I love their mom. I now, of course, love Mo way beyond that. Way, way, way beyond that.
But I do love their mom too.
<sigh>
And I hate her. But only because I cannot understand her. And I cannot understand her because I hate HER parents.
Life is way too weird.
Well, Boomer, maybe, over time, people will pull their heads out their asses... they still might have sh_t in their ears but it'd be start.
Litllek- that's quite alright, that's just the kinda guy I am.
