Silicon Investor (SI) -- The First Internet Community

STOCKTALK

We've detected that you're using an ad content blocking browser plug-in or feature. Ads provide a critical source of revenue to the continued operation of Silicon Investor. We ask that you disable ad blocking while on Silicon Investor in the best interests of our community. If you are not using an ad blocker but are still receiving this message, make sure your browser's tracking protection is set to the 'standard' level.

Pastimes : Things That Amuse Me -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: PMS Witch who wrote (1183)	2/2/2001 12:15:11 PM
From: mr.mark	Respond to of 12669

syl

To: PMS Witch who wrote (1183)	2/4/2001 9:45:54 PM
From: mr.mark	Respond to of 12669

from a 'that's life' comic.... a parrot in a cage next to an unattended computer monitor and keyboard and an empty chair. the caption is "click, click, click, click, click, click, click...."

To: PMS Witch who wrote (1183)	2/13/2001 10:37:34 AM
From: PMS Witch	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 12669

Valentine’s day … This morning began earlier than usual for me. I finished my walk and settled comfortably at my computer for the morning. The Commander had left home before I returned. Our grocery note had disappeared, so I assumed I’d be facing one less chore this afternoon. Sure enough, I heard him coming in a few minutes later. He called to me asking where he should put my flowers. I replied that he should just leave them on the kitchen counter and I’d deal with them in a minute. (I had urgent work to finish first: FreeCell!) I began planning which vase to use and where to best display them. I made a mental note of where I put my plant preserver and which knife I’d use to cut the stems. I was so pleased that he thought of bringing me flowers. There’s not a single romantic bone in his body. Gestures like this are totally out of character for him. I wondered what triggered the change. Lost in bliss, I called to him asking if he got a dozen roses. He said “Roses, but only five.” I thought this a strange number, but assumed the store ran short as most husbands put off these purchases until the last minute. Finally working free of my computer, I made it to the kitchen. On the counter were two bags of flour. One white all purpose, and the other whole wheat: Both were Five Roses, a common brand of flour in our area. I was hurt! He didn’t know what to do with flour in bags, because I usually empty flour into sealable containers before storing in the refrigerator. He seemed totally unaware that the bubble of my expectations burst. I must have looked disappointed because he immediately sensed something wrong. He began reaching into his pocket. Oh good! He brought me something after all. He handed me my grocery list, pointing out where I had written W-W flour and A-P flour, and asked if W-W and A-P didn’t mean Whole Wheat and All Purpose, just what did it mean? By now, I began recognising that my own expectations were responsible for my disappointment, and that if I wanted to assign blame I’d better find a mirror. He rarely buys me flowers on my birthday, anniversary, or Valentine’s day. He does, however, buy me flowers and gifts randomly throughout the year just to surprise me. I value his spontaneity as much as his gifts. This Valentine’s day will be like all others: No flowers, no gift, but instead, kindness, thoughtfulness, consideration, patience, honesty, and a willingness to shoulder more than his share of life’s unpleasant duties to give me some rest. Guilt free relaxation time is priceless: That he gives. Cheers, PW. P.S. When single, I always stored flour in its original bag. The Commander always stored flour in the refrigerator. After much discussion, I adopted to his habit. He kept saying “Refrigeration keeps the eggs from hatching!” until I could no longer stand the images that popped to mind.