<p>You crazy pack rats you.</p>
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<p>Ummm…don’t you think that desire will always end in tears? </p>
<p>When a man attempts to predict a woman’s thoughts, his mind will come unglued. In short order. Has been my observation. </p>
<p>Have mercy on the poor things. Tell them what you want.</p>
<p>I, too, have been thinking about this a lot today. The below is a little heavy for us here in the Alley, but it’s another take on Soul. It’s a part of what DS wrote when he was in New Orleans post-Katrina.
Different from what we’re talking about here, but true, I think. And, in light of the latetoschool thread, maybe relevant to us in a different way. Here’s to the Soul that I know LTS will find, because she already has it. L’chaim.</p>
<p>Gasp! LTS is ill and fighting for her life! Check the Earth thread for her astonishing news…</p>
<p>^^^There’s a separate thread now, specifically LTS. The mods separated it out. “Support for latetoschool.”</p>
<p>jmmom—cool post from your son.</p>
<p>I spent my childhood in Clark’s desert boots <a href=“http://www.amazon.com/Clarks-3169-Originals-Desert-Boot/dp/B0007MCUTK[/url]”>http://www.amazon.com/Clarks-3169-Originals-Desert-Boot/dp/B0007MCUTK</a> when I wasn’t wearing flip flops or going barefoot. </p>
<p>Sometimes those desert boots were handmade copies. :)</p>
<p>Wallabees were great.</p>
<p>But a moment of silence, the clinking of glasses stilled, the olives stopped in mid-slurp, for LTS.</p>
<p>May she live long and prosper.</p>
<p>Agreed-- a toast to LTS. Brains, guts and willpower go a long way.</p>
<p>I apologize for bringing this up here and now, but I lost lost a dear friend to a similar battle just a few days ago. I bring this up because I was so moved by my friend’s spirit and passion. I am sure she is looking down, cheering on LTS in her battle, hoping for… no guaranteeing… a positive outcome. Helps to have contacts in the right places, huh.</p>
<p>I lift my glass with all of you to Latetoschool.</p>
<p>jym626: I am so sorry for your loss. Your friend has left you to carry on for her in supporting LTS. </p>
<p>We were talking about soul. Well, here it is, all of us together with LTS. The internet can really connect our inside selves without all the posturing of the outside selves.</p>
<p>Thanks, mythmom. We lost her this past Sat.- a week ago now (in NY), but I didnt get word til after her funeral Monday. I would have flown up had I known in time. She left a 16 yr old and a 20 yr old. So sad. Yes, the internet world has really brought a lot of people together. Very powerful vibes.</p>
<p>Gooseflesh.</p>
<p>Joining in the toast to LTS.</p>
<p>jym626, I am very sorry about your friend. How sad for her children.</p>
<p>Thanks, nymomof2. She was a feisty lady. We became very close after she took on the role as my dad’s case manager about 4 yrs ago. His new case manager lives a stone’s throw from you, I believe! So-- good vivbes in your direction!</p>
<p>Yes, a toast to LTS.</p>
<p>jymmmmmm…</p>
<p>I am sorry for your loss. </p>
<p>Did Roseann Roseannadanna have you in mind when she said “Well Jane, it’s always something. If it is not one thing, it’s another.” You have had such a year. Life has thrown so many things at you this year, and you keep coming back, stronger but still with so much grace and style and with your dignity totally in tact. You’re a true fighter and your spirit is absolutely amazing. You are one of the reasons that I tell my D that I am so grateful for my amazing circle of women friends, both in my real and cyber life.</p>
<p>So jym (I know you don’t like a lot of attention called to you), but I am taking off my baskets for you to get your dance on and a toast to you my friend becasue you live the quote “the race is not given to the swift, nor the battle to the strong but to the one who endures until the end.” and my girl, you endure, you endure.</p>
<p>Sybbie- Thanks for that. I really, really appreciate it. You are right-- it has been a series of volleys I hadn’t expected to play. Oh, and did I mention (probably not) that we had a new a/c unit put in our basement about 2 weeks ago, and discovered yesterday afternoon that it has flooded large portions of our basement!! So, with the help of 2 wet/dry vacs borrowed from neighbors and another about to come over as soon as he gets home (he doesn’t know his wife has loaned him to us-- she plans to tell him when he gets home from the airport), he will help us pull up carpeting and we will continue to crank the fans and dehumidifier to see if we can avoid having to replace walls (it went from the storage area, behind and under the bathroom to the closet and betroom that ds#2 has slowly slithered down to as his new abode in the past few months) and/or carpeting. Bummer is that it ruined my files of old grad school records (probably dont really need them, but, ya nevah know…) and the package of extra ceiling tiles we had stored down there (they dont make that pattern anymore). Grrr. But, considering what LTS is facing, this is a mere inconvenience. You’d think that my s would have mentioned that the carpet seemed “wet”. Nope. He just thought the cleaning people spilled something when they were here Monday. Now the carpet “squishes” when you walk in the bedroom and closet :eek: At least DH doesn’t leave for his out of town conference til tomorrow. Lucky him is here to help with the clean-up. He’s overjoyed.</p>
<p>So again, Sybbie. I cannot tell you how much your post means to me. Came at just the right time. See, I knew my heart and spirit were still in NY. It’s just my body (and immediate family, of course) that are transplanted here in the south). So, when I next get up to NY to check on my dad, I am taking you to a REAL sinners alley for a nice glass of wine. None of the MD 20-20 we serve in SA!</p>
<p><em>edit</em>– oh- did I mention DS#2 smacked hus reaar bumber on the wall at his gf’s driveway? Wall- 1, bumper - 0. Not going to fix it- its going to be a “reminder”. for him. He described it as a “scrape”. He is the master of understatement.</p>
<p>sybbie: Your post to jym really moved me. You’ve given me a shot in the arm too, if you don’t mind my eavesdropping on your and jym’s table.</p>
<p>mythmom-
You are welcome at the table any time. Sybbie’s post got me through spraying ceiling tiles with bleach, and will get me through the trip to Home Depot for Kilz, to paint the tiles (if necessary). The windows to the basement were open, and a lot of the bleach smell wafted into the basement (where ds was actually working on his apps on his laptop) from where I was working outside in this glorious fall weather. He came upstairs later to ask if he could use my computer area. He then actually looked me dead on and thanked me for all I do to help him with his college stuff (he then attributed his brief lapse in judgement to being overcome by bleach fumes). I think this is a glorious day in more wasy than one.</p>
<p>Me too. That’s a silver box moment. My son is busy pretending we never knew each other – the only way he can get through his work of becoming his own man. I am happy he has more denial mechanisms than I do. Totally different ballgame than separating from D. So savor it while you still have it. And I have an image of you and your tile work. My day was easy! I just had to work which consisted of reading and analyzing some of my favorite poems with my students. No one else will listen to me read poems; they have no choice! (Pick face of your choice.)</p>
<p>sigh… mythmom. It was shortlived. Now DS is back to being grumpy and stressed. Agreeing to get the 2 EA apps out but not wanting to deal with the 3 other apps. Says now that the school (that happens to have a boatload of stuff to write in the supplemental app.) is now dropping on his list because there were too many skateboarders :eek:</p>
<p>Oh jym, that really made me laugh. When my son didn’t want to do supplemental essays he said he didn’t like the school mascot. But he got trapped by UChicago because he loves the phoenix, so he did apply EA and almost considered going. Actually his big sister made him apply, and she’s a lot scarier than I am.</p>