More Ice, More Snow, More Coffee

[Randy Stewart]

I'll go 1 better. Check out the Aquarium Screen Saver in Window Plus for XP!!!! You don't have to feed or flush these, although removing a toy from their tank could mean serious problems!

[Bill Ryan - 2007]

While I was on the road a couple of months ago, my wife gave in to the 8 year old boy and bought him two (Guaranteed - same sex) mice. We just had a second "litter". It's a good thing the pet store buys them back after six weeks!!!!!

I agree with all in saying that there is nothing to top the hug I still get after a terrible day (even on a good day)!!

Now if I just teach him the opposite of "NO".

Bill

[Sue]

You are making me conger up such wonderful memories and yearn for days past.
My sons are 29 and 25; live in California and I’m in Pennsylvania. I miss their happy faces and hugs!

Sue

[Randy]

We have a Mojave Green, an assortment of scorpions, 2 Sidewinders and an odd number of Black Widows in the yard somewhere.

Also Hamster goes real good in a tomato sauce for pasta.

[Laura M]

No ....please....lets not start the house pet recipe thread.

Back to nice things like warm coffee, cinnamon rolls and kid talk.

Have a good one. For those of you who wondered, my new photo is my wrestling son I talked about in another thread. See the resemblance?

Have a good one.

[Randy Stewart]

an assortment of scorpions, 2 Sidewinders and an odd number of Black Widows in the yard somewhere.

I must say that is 1 thing I don't miss about SC especially when you add in the Fire Ants!!!! Your mention of the Black Widows reminded me of when I was stationed at POMFLANT (Polaris Missile Facility Atlantic) we would have to pull missile mag security duty every spring. The civilian workers were tasked with cleaning the mags in the spring and what a mess it was. The first time I was out there I had no clue of what to expect, we are in a very secure area, etc. Well here we are, in kevlar with M-16s and .45s, and we get the word that we have permission to open the mag. The civilian leader asks us if we're ready and starts the door opening. Now you have to understand, it is a beautiful sunny day and the cement of the apron is bright white. As soon as the door starts up, out comes a sea of shinning black spiders running across the apron. You see 4 guys armed to the teeth jumping around like a bunch or jumping beans. I know there were a couple hundred black widows, but it looked like we were being over run, like in a SciFi movie. Those civilian guys were cracking up at us - of course they knew what was about to happen and set us up good.

[Mike S.]

D_Wood said:

It is so great to know that no matter what goes on in the world or here at my job, I can be put at ease so quickly at home with a hug and a smile from my son.
-Dan-

Reading these stories reminded me of a time my 3-year old daughter reminded me of what's important. It was during the boom times a few years ago and I was in a small company going thru a major growth spurt. I was chasing that carrot that my boss had on a stick and I had been working too many hours, often leaving for work before my daughter got up and coming home after she went to bed. Even on weekends I'd often be doing work at home. One evening I went home for supper but realized that I forgot some paperwork I needed because I had to call Japan that night. So, after supper I announced I was going back to work to get the papers and to my amazement my daughter asked if she could go with me. She was mostly a Mamma's girl, and this was unusual for her to want to leave Mom and come with me, but I was happy to take her with me. When we got to the plant I picked her up and carried her thru the shop so she wouldn't get hurt and into my office/lab area. Once I put her down in a safe area she looked up at me and with all the sincerity in the world asked, "Daddy, is this where you live now?" Of course I melted on the spot, picked her up and hugged her, and decided then and there I was gonna spend more time at home. And I did. I later told my wife the story and she swore she did no prompting or coaching that made my daughter ask that question. Kids can teach us a lot if we listen.

Okay. Gerbils. And no felching jokes, please! The kids wanted them so we bought two. The plastic trails and habitat. The whole set up. Every time I looked in there, there was a few more. Soon there was fighting and bleeding. The kids lost interest and I started to harvest and euthanize the mean ones. They hate snow! One day we went out and they had knocked the habitat cover off and were all loose downstairs. About a dozen. What to do? Introduce the cat. She had a ball. I tried to catch them with various sorts of harmless traps. No dice. We went out for a few hours and came home to find them all lined up in a row, sleeping. That was that. There was a Guinea Pig, once. It bit me. Bye bye. So now it’s two cats and a small dog. Like that story? You betcha!