CarolPa
Executive Chef
Well, Grandma was a nice looking lady!
Looks too young to be a Grandma.
Well, Grandma was a nice looking lady!
Saw a picture of myself earlier and wondered when the pic of my Grandmother had been taken...
Oh, that is too bad you did not have contacted me. I would have loved to meet you.Good lord, I'm becoming my mother. A six hour trip back from Minneapolis .....
Oh, that is too bad you did not have contacted me. I would have loved to meet you.
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That would have been fun!
When I leave my hair the natural color and don't wear any eye makeup I look in the mirror and see my mother looking back at me. The last time my uncle saw me I scared him half to death! He thought I was Myrtle come back from the grave!
I'm not only seeing my mother in the mirror - I'm turning into her.I'm seeing my dad more and more in the mirror. Lots of the things that come out of my mouth are things that he'd say, our sense of humor is pretty similar.
I'm seeing my dad more and more in the mirror. Lots of the things that come out of my mouth are things that he'd say, our sense of humor is pretty similar.
I'm not only seeing my mother in the mirror - I'm turning into her.
My mother was a very talented dressmaker and tailoress and made all my "best" clothes. When I was a student I bought a pattern and enough fabric for her to make me a winter coat. The first thing she said was "What do you want that for? It's very old-fashioned (it wasn't in 1970!) I had one just like that when I was your age" (which would have been in 1941). I swore then and there that if I ever had children I would never say anything like that.
We move on another 30 years and god daughter comes for lunch wearing - guess what? A coat identical in all but colour to the afore-mentioned one. I swear I was not in control of my mouth because it announced "I like your coat. I had one just like it when I was you age" I knew what I was saying but I just couldn't stop myself! History repeats! I was mortified!
That was when I knew I was turning into my mother.
I am not even that old, but I already cannot remember anything. We had a thread going about building new house/kitchen advise, something like that. I cannot find it. Mostly because I do not remember the name of it. Help me please folks.
Oh dear, what PITA.The gas men have been digging up the road for a couple of weeks - renewing the gas main I think. Holes at regular intervals down the road. On Tuesday they reach my stretch. Nice men. I asked about progress and when they would get to me so I could plan food and hot water for when the gas was turned off as I might miss them when they came to turn me back on and do the purge and re-light.
The day before yesterday they had commenced digging at the side of the entrance to my drive. My drive is at an awkward angle so two of the men kindly helped me reverse out. Since then they've positioned the barriers leaving me just enough room to get in and out if I'm careful. So far so good.
Late this am I went out to go shopping and what did I find? The excavation had grown and now reached all the way across my drive. My car was out on the drive so they knew I was in so why didn't they come and warn me? I asked, politely for one of those metal sheets they usually use to bridge excavations but they didn't have one big enough on the van. I've had to phone the stables and ask them to muck out, do hay nets and feeds and bring Horse in from the field this evening. I could get the bus there but the last one comes back at something stupid like 4pm!
Three telephone calls to the head office later and there's no sign of anything improving. The air will be blue if they haven't sorted it out by this evening - they don't work on Saturdays and there are no buses at all on Sunday. It's going to cost me an arm and a leg to have Horse on livery for 3 days or more. And no, the office say, they have no facility for reimbursing me for the expense and inconvenience they're putting to me.
You can say what you like about state-owned utility companies but this never happened when British Gas was a nationalised industry and I was employed there part time between teaching jobs. And they didn't have competition like there is now that it's all split among several independent companies.
Rant over.
The gas men have been digging up the road for a couple of weeks - renewing the gas main I think. Holes at regular intervals down the road. On Tuesday they reach my stretch. Nice men. I asked about progress and when they would get to me so I could plan food and hot water for when the gas was turned off as I might miss them when they came to turn me back on and do the purge and re-light.
The day before yesterday they had commenced digging at the side of the entrance to my drive. My drive is at an awkward angle so two of the men kindly helped me reverse out. Since then they've positioned the barriers leaving me just enough room to get in and out if I'm careful. So far so good.
Late this am I went out to go shopping and what did I find? The excavation had grown and now reached all the way across my drive. My car was out on the drive so they knew I was in so why didn't they come and warn me? I asked, politely for one of those metal sheets they usually use to bridge excavations but they didn't have one big enough on the van. I've had to phone the stables and ask them to muck out, do hay nets and feeds and bring Horse in from the field this evening. I could get the bus there but the last one comes back at something stupid like 4pm!
Three telephone calls to the head office later and there's no sign of anything improving. The air will be blue if they haven't sorted it out by this evening - they don't work on Saturdays and there are no buses at all on Sunday. It's going to cost me an arm and a leg to have Horse on livery for 3 days or more. And no, the office say, they have no facility for reimbursing me for the expense and inconvenience they're putting to me.
You can say what you like about state-owned utility companies but this never happened when British Gas was a nationalised industry and I was employed there part time between teaching jobs. And they didn't have competition like there is now that it's all split among several independent companies.
Rant over.