Greatest generation for a reason.Let's see, my dad was a WWII veteran (Purple Heart), licensed pilot, stock car dirt track racer, horse shoe champion, steel worker, farmer, and father of five.
I pale in comparison to my dad. Wish he would not have passed away when I was three years old.
I'd be concerned that your dad is saying such things to your wife!I would say no, but last week my wife said to me "I wish you could hear the things coming out of your mouth. You sound just like your dad. It's disgusting." So maybe I'm just in denial.
I too have found the help making noises aids in moving items, extricating ones self from the table, plunging down into the recliner etc. Wife is not impressed with the sound effects so I try to limit them.Not only do I rarely approach the speed limit on the freeway (despite protests by everybody in the car) I make all kinds of noises when I use my hands to push up from my chair to get up
Ouch!! Shhhh I don't do that.I too have found the help making noises aids in moving items, extricating ones self from the table, plunging down into the recliner etc. Wife is not impressed with the sound effects so I try to limit them.
But just yesterday, I was in the shop wrapping teflon tape around a pipe joint. I heard myself making faint grunts and a pattern of holding my breath then slightly grunting as I rapidly expelled the air and gulped in another breath before holding it again as I intently focused on the pipe wrapping. My mind knew I had heard that pattern of breathing before, and as I thought back, sure enough, dad did those same patterns when he intensely focused on something.
I did not do this when younger. Made me wonder, did Dad always do it, or like me, is it just something that comes with age?
You two WIN that dance at the wedding receptions don't you?My wife says I have more traits of my mother than my dad. How I share my opinions and talk to prefect strangers. She shared a few more but you get the idea. I do see more and more of my wife's mother in her and in all honest that is not good, because in truth I was not her mother's favorite person to put in mildly. I might add we are getting old and have been married 53 plus years.
My EX used to play softball at a very high level in her younger years. And she can tell you, that she don't think that many of um like guys very much!So, re the softball....ya both became dirty old men¡
I believe that some would call this, EVOLUTION?No I have not become my Father,I'm a far better person than he was and my two son's are way better men than myself for sure...BAM!
If you still drive 90. I suggest that you stay OUTTA Georgia, or you may be staying with us for a while, in some county roadside establishment.I drive 5-10mph slower on the highway than I did ten years ago. I used to regularly break 100 but now I usually am around 90 or 95.
To my knowledge, I do not have any children
I didn't if I'm honest. Never played a co-ed game in my life. I enjoyed their play, just not with me. Why play when you're not the same? I understood same amount of ladies on each team. But, what happens when boy meets girl on playing field?My EX used to play softball at a very high level in her younger years. And she can tell you, that she don't think that many of um like guys very much!
Could that be the reason she became your ex?My EX used to play softball at a very high level in her younger years. And she can tell you, that she don't think that many of um like guys very much!
I am sure there are a lot more than me wondering just did not have the nerve to ask.Could that be the reason she became your ex?
No. Most of us have come to ignore that poster's drivel.I am sure there are a lot more than me wondering just did not have the nerve to ask.
What do you want to have a pissing contest? More than me could mean a number as low as one besides me. Now you are speaking for the most did you ask them if that was OK with them.No. Most of us have come to ignore that poster's drivel.
Nobody addressed his comment for 2+ days. Draw your own conclusion.What do you want to have a pissing contest? More than me could mean a number as low as one besides me. Now you are speaking for the most did you as them if that was OK with them.
POSSIBLY, but in reality, she became one of Santa's lil helpers at the North Pole!Could that be the reason she became your ex?
NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He showed no emotion to his chillern or his wife. He smoked like a freight train, with no regard to the secondary health of his family. And he blew his brains out because he couldn't breathe with emphysema, leaving his sixty year old spouse to fend for herself.I can see this in me - to some extent. For example, I usually drive 5-10 mph slower on freeways than I used to drive. - in the right hand lane, of course. No hurry.
Have you become your father? If so, how?
I'm curious. HOW does one farm full time, while working in a STEEL MILL? If you farm part time, it's a HOBBY! I know from experience. I was raised in one of the largest farming communities in the country. We supply produce for chain grocery stores INGLES, HARVEY'S, and WALMART!Let's see, my dad was a WWII veteran (Purple Heart), licensed pilot, stock car dirt track racer, horse shoe champion, steel worker, farmer, and father of five.
I pale in comparison to my dad. Wish he would not have passed away when I was three years old.
My father worked five days a week, 100 miles from my hometown. And when he got home Friday night, dear ole MOM had a list a lil things I'd screwed up on, which turned into quite a list. And dear ole DAD would take out his belt and set me straight. I got my last whupping when I was EIGHTEEN! Boot camp was a VACATION after that.In some ways, but I've never told my kids "I'll kick your a** til your nose bleeds!"
I do like to answer the phone by saying "Yellow."
SO, I take it that you never figured out what was causing that large family?For Father's Day in my card I put something like "Progressive Commercials tell us to not be like our parents. I think that is garbage. I would love to become my parents........
He loved it.
Retired. Loving and enjoying life after a long, successful career surrounded by a large family who all get along and are very close.
Yeah,
I would love to be my parents.
Not according to the 95,000,000 votes for the dummy in the Whitehouse!Somewhat, but with some major differences, too.
Just recently, I commented that I'm turning into my dad. Dad used to love watching the women's NCAA softball tournament and I found myself watching several games last week. He used to eat a bowl of ice cream every night and lately I've been doing the same. And, yes, I drive much slower. Politically, I've become more conservative, like him, but most people do as they age.
Big difference: Dad was a devout church-going Catholic, through and through. Me, not so much...to say the least.