<p>Page 2 rescue, as I head to the kitchen to cook my first dinner for 2, as we have become officially an Empty Nest Couple.</p>
<p>It’s a long story, maybe I’ll tell it someday…</p>
<p>mootmom – we had trader joe’s eggplant parmesan – as we’re empty nesters for tonight only. I think frozen dinners count as elegant ‘empty nest’ dinners – don’t you?</p>
<p>Yanking my peeps up from Page 2…</p>
<p>Good morning, Sinners! To start with, I have a Netflix recommendation for you. We watched, Waitress, last night. It reminds me of the new sitcom, Pushing Up Daisies, with lots of artful staging and vivid visuals. </p>
<p>It’s a drama with lots of subtle comedic moments, and it has a happy ending. Director and screenwriter, Adrienne Shelly, plays one of the waitresses, along with actors extraordinaire, Keri Russell and Cheryl Hines (the wife from Curb Your Enthusiasm). Andy Griffith does a brilliant job as Old Joe, the owner of the pie restaurant, and cutie pie, Nathan Fillion, plays the Ob/Gyn. It’ll make you smile, and it’s better if you watch it while you’re eating pie. :p</p>
<p>sluggy-
Nice discussion of “waitress” here <a href=“http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/424422-movie-recs-hubs-wives-3.html[/url]”>http://talk.collegeconfidential.com/parent-cafe/424422-movie-recs-hubs-wives-3.html</a>
Also see “Lars and the Real Girl” if you like this kind of humor. It was a hoot!</p>
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<p>grrrrr…so annoying</p>
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<p>Hey jym–you had post #7800! We were so busy discussing gross plumbing…</p>
<p>5:00…time for cocktails?</p>
<p>Movies… yes, that is a real bone of contention in the fencer family. Fencerkids and Fencerdad love movies which are loaded with…(duh) FENCING. Princess Bride, Count of Monte Cristo, Three Musketeers, LOTR… Well, those are fine and good, but not necessarily daily fare for me. </p>
<p>An older movie which I love is MoonStruck, with Cher. Reminds me so much of when we lived in NY. My bil went to Brooklyn Prep and he still talks about it (B.P. closed in the mid 70’s, so I guess that’s dating me).</p>
<p>What other movies are you sinners liking? What movie(s) could you watch over and over again?</p>
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<p>driving me nuts.</p>
<p>Movies? I had not seen a movie in a while… Sigh… I’m watching junk on TV. Lots of stupid people getting certificates and medals for doing oh-not-the-smartest-things-in-the-world and setting new world records!</p>
<p>So, Bunsen, you’re watching people eat a bowl full of bugs? Ick! </p>
<p>If “24” would come back on, I’d be happy with TV. I am dreading the next 9 months of election coverage though. </p>
<p>Fencerdad’s car needs $1,692 in repairs - we just got the call today from the nice mechanic. At least it’s not plumbing!</p>
<p>No, they ate earthworms… I closed my eyes through that one, though. Guinness Book of Records is full of really dumb things: longest toenails, longest fingernails (gross!), tiniest dog, tiniest female waist (15 inches!), most pins ever stuck into a human head, etc.</p>
<p>You have my sympathy, fencersmom! We just had our truck repaired, and the bill still sends ripples through my checkbook. I dunno what’s more painful - plumbing or car repairs. H would not do either, but at least he is good with electrical thingies.</p>
<p>Hey all! Thought it was about time I left the security of my DW’s tag-line (bulletandpima) and got my very own. Now I’m officially known as just “bullet” (and people will stop getting confused on our two different types of posts. Mine are usually not too serious, while she’s usually debating on the political threads or trading home decorating tips 
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<p>Well, any-who… Remember those times in high school when we used to go off to our calculus classes, and roll our eyes at the folks heading off to shop class? Remember how we always thought that we would end up oh-so-much better than them? </p>
<p>Then I saw the plumber’s bill, and the car mechanic’s bill. I’ll say it again; shoulda skipped learning derivatives and gone staright to learning engine torgues. I’d even get to drive a cool work van with my name on the side!</p>
<p>I don’t remember rolling my eyes at the kids going to shop class.</p>
<p>No offense meant, if any was taken. I just remember how much I felt in common with the boys from “Wierd Science”, or the Anthony Michael Hall character in “Breakfast Club”. (How could I get an “F” in shop class? I pulled the stupid chain, and the lamp didn’t work")</p>
<p>bullet–When my kids were younger, every time I had to pay a plumbing bill I would say to them, “One of you please be a plumber!”</p>
<p>But they’re all virtual sorts of handymen. If the electricity ever goes off they’re screwed.</p>
<p>We didn’t have shop in my high school. It was an experimental boarding school in California. My senior year, for our class project in our Futurism class, we made a 6 foot high tea bag and took it to Union Square in SF and sat next to it.</p>
<p>I am unclear what the point was but at least I wasn’t bored and haven’t forgotten it. It has not, however, led me to be able to bill myself out at rich sums for manual labor. Damn.</p>
<p>I’m playing with you. The shop class was right past the chorus room, where I spent half my day. There I was, feasting my eyes on the guys going to shop. They were the hunkiest, most gorgeous eye candy of all. Calculus? That was halfway across the school. Too bad for mathboys.</p>
<p>Now adays, my dream would be to get a plumber in my den, looking at his math problem. I’m standing in front of him, wiping the printer ink off on a dirty rag, saying, “yeah, you got a real problem here. Spotty proofs, your imaginary numbers are off timing, and your absolute values are completely shot. And I’ll need to order some binary numbers from downtown. Should take, two, three days tops, plus extra labor and derivative fees. Run you about $1500, but could be more. Call me Wednesday and I might have these problems done…”</p>
<p>Bullet… you’re killing me here! </p>
<p>My youngest sis dated a plumber for about 2 years and my father was in absolute heaven!!! Then, she dumped him and married a computer geek (DeVry Grad - omg!) and the rest is history. He can’t do anything but work on computers. When their family room window suffered from a stray fencing blade (similar to baseball through the window), he had NO idea what to do, and paid the neighborhood handyman $350, plus parts, to install the new glass. Unbelievable. (I still can’t believe my sis married him, but that is a new story altogether.)</p>
<p>Some things my dad told me growing up and I have every intention of passing on to my own boys:</p>
<p>1) Learn to hit a ball with a bat. Don’t worry if you don’t get to the big leagues, but you don’t want to be the one who looks ridiculous at the company picnic, especially if your still single!
2)Learn how to basically fix a toilet. Not talking Bob Vila level of knowledge, but at least be able to shut off the valve if the toilet is shooting water at the ceiling!
3) Change you own oil. Nothing impresses the ladies more than a man closing the hood of his car while wiping off his hands. They will have no clue you couldn’t identify anything else in that jumbled mess! Same goes for changing a tire, always offer to fix a flat for a lady in distress.
4) Be comfortable with basic handyman work. Again, you don’t have to carry a union card, but impress your wife, impress your friends and neighbors, and impress your boss as you tell everyone how you were able to fix your deck over the weekend!
5) When it comes to Scotch, two words: SINGLE MALT (travel to Scotland one day and discover this for yourself) Kentucky Drinking Whiskey is a fine substitute if your day reuires that you go for quantity over quality. (Keeping in the theme of this thread)</p>
<p>6) Lastly, and most importantly, ALWAYS tell your wife, “I’ll try” when it comes to any home repair job that is not life threatening (I avoid electrical work due to this rule and the fact that I like my hair straight). Let her see you make a total mess of it before you call the professional. Who knows, this one time thing may become a joke in your family that your all thumbs and save you countless weekends working on “honey-dew” lists. :p</p>
<p>I have to admit, I feel this is advice my sons and DAUGHTER can use (she better not let the pitcher brush her off the plate with a wicked inside pitch. Step back witht he back foot and pull it down the first base line! Now go rotate your tires! )</p>