And...

Sounds like a keeper LOL Kyla
"Granby"
She is so right. I have heard him practically call someone a idiot with
such a pleasant sounding voice that they have no clue they have just been
told to ****off.
"Stormmee"i have always managed to keep it to myself, but the DH.... now
understand,
he is err, reserved at his best... very polite and proper... but once in a
while he shocks and pleases me with an audable chunck of verbage that is
just too thrilling...

we were at a casino that has a family assistance room, so when i can i
use that because i know where everything is, and its generally cleaner
than the big ones... i am doing what needs doing, just after i clicked
the door locked, i hear this violent rattling of the knob... a shrill
woman's voice: honey, honey, do you need help? i can come in and help???
are you ok in there all alone??? please respond dearie or i will go get
scurity to help you...

I think: dear god, please let security see her and take her away, must be
one too many adult beverages... I flush...

OH MY GOD!!!! are you ok!!!,

now DH evidentally had been girl watching or something and i hear the
very polite cultured voice of the DH with the barely noticable chicago
accent say: can i help you ma'am, the room is occupied...

shrill woman: yes she handicapped and i am sure needs help she went in
ther ALONE!!!

Soft DH with culured voice*which I can now tell is trying to not burst
out laughing* says: yes she has some diabilities, one of which is an
extremely short temper, which has been made worse by impending menopause,
and of course she is blind, but in the twenty plus years i have known her
wiping her a** has not been one of them...

dead slience until i came out of the room...

DH is leaning up agains the wall with his face almost smooched into it
trying to not laugh husterically... he said she got a look on her face
that was somewhere between horror at his bluntness, and even more horror
at the concept of actually entering the bathroom and being confronted
with what she might have been asked to do by a less able person...

and this is why he only has to make me laugh once a month, the funny
usually makes me gigglgle for at least that long, Lee
"tanadashoes" wrote in message
m...
Stormmee wrote:
no its a dammed either way, the ones who want to help and grab you get
offendd if you say no thanks, and the ones who know a blind person ask
before ever putting a hand on you... and besides my acid toungue is so
hard put to stay silent i often have all i can do to say things like:

no thanks, i have been taking a sh*t on my own for 45 years now, and
whle i anticipate needing wiped in a few years NOW is not that time and
YOU are not who i intend to pay to do it...

Lee



That is TOO funny. Thanks,

Pam S.

"tanadashoes" wrote

Being an overly sensitive sort, I should have expected the dear little
darlings in my 6th grade class to tease me unmercifully when I finally got
a pair of glasses for my extreme nearsightedness. Instead I was so amazed
that I could see individual leaves on the trees outside the classroom that
I didn't even notice that my classmates were at it. The teasing stopped
in less than a day rather than lasting for weeks or months.

I have never been able to explain the wonder and amazement of watching the
play of sun and shadows over the individual leaves on the trees.

Ah Pam, that's me. I got a set of glasses at last when I was in 6th grade.
What wowed me out was partly seeing leaves in tall trees but what really got
me, was I literally didnt *know* you were supposed to be able to see
individual grass blades at your feet when standing up. Then a dim memory of
that when I was maybe 3? Somehow I'd just figured as I got taller they were
too far away. I was then by 6th grade and still am a statuesque 5ft1 tall.
Us tall folks have to expect distant things about one's feet to be a bit dim
;-)

I'm not blind with glasses and still able to drive. 'Legally blind without
the glasses' but that's a pretty fluid comment since the levels for that
aren't 'blind' at all. I wear special ones today (bifocals too) that don't
look like coke-bottles so arn't so heavy they blister me behind the ears.
They look pretty normal. Vision not 20/20 correctable anymore but works well
enough.

Because of my poor, understatement, vision, I think that is why I like
Thomas Kinkade paintings. He does the "light" on trees, leaves or grass.
This is beautiful in the paintings and must be in real life. The way he
paints lets me see things I wouldn't normally see.. My goal in life is to
have one of his 2 ft by at least 3 ft paintings. However this purchase this
would be about three months rent so, alas, it shall remain a goal!
"cshenk" wrote in message
...
"tanadashoes" wrote

Being an overly sensitive sort, I should have expected the dear little
darlings in my 6th grade class to tease me unmercifully when I finally
got a pair of glasses for my extreme nearsightedness. Instead I was so
amazed that I could see individual leaves on the trees outside the
classroom that I didn't even notice that my classmates were at it. The
teasing stopped in less than a day rather than lasting for weeks or
months.

I have never been able to explain the wonder and amazement of watching
the play of sun and shadows over the individual leaves on the trees.

Ah Pam, that's me. I got a set of glasses at last when I was in 6th
grade. What wowed me out was partly seeing leaves in tall trees but what
really got me, was I literally didnt *know* you were supposed to be able
to see individual grass blades at your feet when standing up. Then a dim
memory of that when I was maybe 3? Somehow I'd just figured as I got
taller they were too far away. I was then by 6th grade and still am a
statuesque 5ft1 tall. Us tall folks have to expect distant things about
one's feet to be a bit dim ;-)

I'm not blind with glasses and still able to drive. 'Legally blind
without the glasses' but that's a pretty fluid comment since the levels
for that aren't 'blind' at all. I wear special ones today (bifocals too)
that don't look like coke-bottles so arn't so heavy they blister me behind
the ears. They look pretty normal. Vision not 20/20 correctable anymore
but works well enough.

On Fri, 23 Apr 2010 19:58:39 -0400, "cshenk" wrote:

"tanadashoes" wrote

Being an overly sensitive sort, I should have expected the dear little
darlings in my 6th grade class to tease me unmercifully when I finally got
a pair of glasses for my extreme nearsightedness. Instead I was so amazed
that I could see individual leaves on the trees outside the classroom that
I didn't even notice that my classmates were at it. The teasing stopped
in less than a day rather than lasting for weeks or months.

I have never been able to explain the wonder and amazement of watching the
play of sun and shadows over the individual leaves on the trees.

Ah Pam, that's me. I got a set of glasses at last when I was in 6th grade.
What wowed me out was partly seeing leaves in tall trees but what really got
me, was I literally didnt *know* you were supposed to be able to see
individual grass blades at your feet when standing up. Then a dim memory of
that when I was maybe 3? Somehow I'd just figured as I got taller they were
too far away. I was then by 6th grade and still am a statuesque 5ft1 tall.
Us tall folks have to expect distant things about one's feet to be a bit dim
;-)

I'm not blind with glasses and still able to drive. 'Legally blind without
the glasses' but that's a pretty fluid comment since the levels for that
aren't 'blind' at all. I wear special ones today (bifocals too) that don't
look like coke-bottles so arn't so heavy they blister me behind the ears.
They look pretty normal. Vision not 20/20 correctable anymore but works well
enough.

Of course, the legal definition of blind is with your glasses on or
your contacts in. I've had glasses since I was a baby. My current
eye doctor said the doctor who treated me back then did a good job.
Many people with a combination of large difference in refractive error
between eyes, strabismus and myelinated retinal nerve fibers develop
amblyopia, but my vision in both eyes corrects to normal with glasses,
except that I don't have depth perception. The only thing now is that
I am starting to get cataracts.

ObRPCA: Cats' vision is less acute than humans'.

Long ago I used to have electric resistance heaters. One day my old
cat, Tiger, spotted the knob on the thermostat of one of the heaters,
carefully walked up to it, touched it gingerly with a paw, and sniffed
it. When he decided it wasn't edible he practically shrugged his
shoulders and walked away. He'd been in the same house as the heater
for years before he "saw" the knob.

Bud

Bud

Bud

Yowie wrote:

I hate the thing, and only bring it along when I'm going to be out for a
long period of time. I personally would prefer a bat belt, or camo-pants
with an infnite number of pockets. I really despise having to carry a bag,
and am most miffed that back-packs are now out of fashion again since min
broke. I jsut wasn't blessed with the sort of shoulder than can keep a bag
on easily.

I don't have that sort of shoulder, either. Recently, I bought a
shoulder bag (because Mum always commplained when I brought a backpack
to the theatre or some other 'posher' environment). I went to the
theatre with it. I had a terrible time trying to get it to hang on my
shoulder. I had to lift it up all the time, I tried pulling on the bag
to keep the strap pressed to my shoulder, I tried to hold the strap all
the time at the shoulder, but my arm started hurting at being bent that
way for a long time. I don't know how anyone manages to carry a shoulder
bag.

Normally, I use a big, camo-coloured backpack with a lot of pockets.

--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban.
In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.

24.4.2010 5:55, Marina kirjoitti:
Yowie wrote:

I hate the thing, and only bring it along when I'm going to be out for
a long period of time. I personally would prefer a bat belt, or
camo-pants with an infnite number of pockets. I really despise having
to carry a bag, and am most miffed that back-packs are now out of
fashion again since min broke. I jsut wasn't blessed with the sort of
shoulder than can keep a bag on easily.

I don't have that sort of shoulder, either. Recently, I bought a
shoulder bag (because Mum always commplained when I brought a backpack
to the theatre or some other 'posher' environment). I went to the
theatre with it. I had a terrible time trying to get it to hang on my
shoulder. I had to lift it up all the time, I tried pulling on the bag
to keep the strap pressed to my shoulder, I tried to hold the strap all
the time at the shoulder, but my arm started hurting at being bent that
way for a long time. I don't know how anyone manages to carry a shoulder
bag.

Normally, I use a big, camo-coloured backpack with a lot of pockets.


I wear my bag strap across, in other words the bag hangs on the other
side of the shoulder where the strap "originates" from... Even though my
mum keeps telling me that's how mentally handicapped people wear their
bags. Not sure of her source of info, and I don't care, as I really
don't want to keep hitching the bag up every five seconds...

--
Christine in Finland
christal63 (at) gmail (dot) com

tell her yes you know the bag causes a mental disorder called hitching
syndrome if its worn differently than you wear it, Lee
"Christine BA" wrote in message
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24.4.2010 5:55, Marina kirjoitti:
Yowie wrote:

I hate the thing, and only bring it along when I'm going to be out for
a long period of time. I personally would prefer a bat belt, or
camo-pants with an infnite number of pockets. I really despise having
to carry a bag, and am most miffed that back-packs are now out of
fashion again since min broke. I jsut wasn't blessed with the sort of
shoulder than can keep a bag on easily.

I don't have that sort of shoulder, either. Recently, I bought a
shoulder bag (because Mum always commplained when I brought a backpack
to the theatre or some other 'posher' environment). I went to the
theatre with it. I had a terrible time trying to get it to hang on my
shoulder. I had to lift it up all the time, I tried pulling on the bag
to keep the strap pressed to my shoulder, I tried to hold the strap all
the time at the shoulder, but my arm started hurting at being bent that
way for a long time. I don't know how anyone manages to carry a shoulder
bag.

Normally, I use a big, camo-coloured backpack with a lot of pockets.


I wear my bag strap across, in other words the bag hangs on the other side
of the shoulder where the strap "originates" from... Even though my mum
keeps telling me that's how mentally handicapped people wear their bags.
Not sure of her source of info, and I don't care, as I really don't want
to keep hitching the bag up every five seconds...

--
Christine in Finland
christal63 (at) gmail (dot) com

24.4.2010 9:18, Stormmee kirjoitti:
tell her yes you know the bag causes a mental disorder called hitching
syndrome if its worn differently than you wear it, Lee

LOL
Naaw, mum's OK. She just apparently doesn't fancy bags being worn that
way...

--
Christine in Finland
christal63 (at) gmail (dot) com

Marina wrote:

I don't have that sort of shoulder, either. Recently, I bought a
shoulder bag (because Mum always commplained when I brought a backpack
to the theatre or some other 'posher' environment). I went to the
theatre with it. I had a terrible time trying to get it to hang on my
shoulder. I had to lift it up all the time, I tried pulling on the bag
to keep the strap pressed to my shoulder, I tried to hold the strap all
the time at the shoulder, but my arm started hurting at being bent that
way for a long time. I don't know how anyone manages to carry a shoulder
bag.

I know exactly what you mean. I'm unable to keep anything on my
shoulder, either. But my bag strap goes diagonally across my upper
body, so it doesn't fall off (and is also harder for a purse-snatcher
to grab and run with.

It's also helpful when I do have to carry a bag with shorter handles
(like a cloth grocery bag), that aren't long enough to go over my neck.
I put that bag on my shoulder first, and then put my regular bag, that
goes over the neck, on next. This keeps the cloth bag handles from
slipping off my shoulder. (I hope you can picture that!)

Joyce

--
Anyone who has accustomed himself to regard the life of any living
creature as worthless is in danger of arriving also at the idea of
worthless human lives. -- Albert Schweitzer

Christine BA wrote:

I wear my bag strap across, in other words the bag hangs on the other
side of the shoulder where the strap "originates" from... Even though my
mum keeps telling me that's how mentally handicapped people wear their
bags. Not sure of her source of info, and I don't care, as I really
don't want to keep hitching the bag up every five seconds...

Hey, you heard hopitus... that's very fashionable! I do the same
thing and while I might be immature, I'm not mentally disabled.

Joyce

--
Anyone who has accustomed himself to regard the life of any living
creature as worthless is in danger of arriving also at the idea of
worthless human lives. -- Albert Schweitzer