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Worry is a waste of imagination.
to hell with that!I'm 51 now and 6 yrs into raising a couple more (6 and 8). I'm gonna die on a construction site.
BUT I know those 2 little girls are safe and loved and while I'm still kicking nobody will ever hurt them again
My youngest runs track (ref. Proud Parent thread). and her VERY first race in a meet her Freshman year, she ran the 200. She was 3-4 strides ahead of everyone and leaned too soon at the end and ATE IT 3-4 meters from the finish line. the entire crowd did the "OOOOOOOO". I felt so bad for her, but she popped up and finished the race like it didn't happen and still finished 3rd. That was a whirlwind of emotions.Seeing them laying hurting on a field or court from a sports injury... if they play you will experience it to some level.
At least when you hit your 50's you get to look forward to retirement.
This is really poignant.Worry is a waste of imagination.
YUP! Turned 50 recently, and I can now see the light at the end of the tunnel.At least when you hit your 50's you get to look forward to retirement.
You're supposed to be ASLEEP during the colonoscopyYUP! Turned 50 recently, and I can now see the light at the end of the tunnel.
I need to schedule that, LOL. I keep getting reminders from my doctor's office.You're supposed to be ASLEEP during the colonoscopy
Never realized there were so many of us within a year or two of one another
I have experienced the injury part. (non sports related) Calvary broke her leg when she was 14 months old. but thats it so far...man so much joy, so much stress...and so much pain.
The bad things to look forward to...
The first time a boy breaks her heart.
The first time she drives away and you realize you have zero (illusion of) control over her survival.
That first night in an empty house with no kiddos.
Seeing them laying hurting on a field or court from a sports injury... if they play you will experience it to some level.
Looking at the love of your life and realizing 20 years later that you are "just" husband and wife - and not really "mom and dad" anymore....
The good...
Hearing your kids say how proud they are OF you.
Seeing your kids smile or cry because you say how proud you are of them.
Hearing your daughter say she keeps rejecting/dumping boys because they don't treat her like you treat her mom.
Being able to hang out with an adult that gets you on a level unimaginable.
Feeling humbled by the person your kids are - and just hoping you are as good of a person as they are...much less what they see you as.
Just a quick list...
"Old" is a broader spectrum than "a year or two"Never realized there were so many of us within a year or two of one another
Hush now, the adults are talking"Old" is a broader spectrum than "a year or two"
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Do all concrete workers smoke? Or just the crews I have used?
I don’t know if that’s better or worse than the meth it takes to get people motivated at the coast.It's drink beer, smoke weed, and eat pills up here. But that's usually the help....I don't blame them though. That's what it would take for me to do that full time too.
I don’t know if that’s better or worse than the meth it takes to get people motivated at the coast.
Sorry man, I thought you were at the gym.If you see a person standing in their driveway, having a conversation on the phone, you shouldn’t walk over and interrupt them to ask what type of protein they like. In some societies that might be considered rude.
My wife will do this every time.Without thinking I tried to use my thumb and index finger to zoom in on a picture.
I've found something that's almost as good, and that's pulling out my handy Streamlight so I can actually see the detail. My eyes are still great, but I always seem to be looking at dark pictures in dimly lit rooms, and the extra bit of light really helps.Going through old photos in a box from Grandma. Without thinking I tried to use my thumb and index finger to zoom in on a picture.