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To: Blue Snowshoe who wrote (515)	3/23/1999 2:43:00 PM
From: Joana Tides	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 7442

Blue, as always you make me THINK and of course you didn't miss a thing! How lucky you are to have those great dogs, and the history of that bearskin rug must surely be a powerful inspiration to them to talk to you if they sense a threat to the family and property they guard emanating from it! Gotta LOL about the Xwife (grokking the "X" as slogan for my X-File "The Untruth Is Out There") and looking back it's easy to see the warnings that Cupid made invisible at the time, isn't it?! If I knew then what I know now - such as... "KNOW WHEN TO RUN" - I Know Now a good time for a graceful getaway before-it's-too-late is when they're making check marks about whatever characteristic is in focus, behaving like some director assembling a cast...flying into a rage if you pass the audition, but then flub reading the script.... Do you think it's possible to pass such hard-won wisdom down to the next generation? LIFE, LOVE, AND THE MARKET ARE THE SAME - Does the above bring to mind anything or anyone pertaining to investing your money that it's best to make a graceful getaway from? If so, best to run !!!! These minus tide times ARE kinda fun, aren't they? Relax, chat, watch a few wigglers in the tidepools, standouts for one reason or another, easy to spot 'em, wondering if it's worth the effort to get the net...which reminds me of another story from the "X Files", but everybody knows about that one, too - same story, different heads. 909, Joanie

To: Blue Snowshoe who wrote (515)	3/23/1999 5:13:00 PM
From: Joana Tides	Respond to of 7442

Howdy again Blue, you got me thinkin' more on what if's and X-Files... Funny how crossroads of fate and destiny, in retrospect, pivot at some turning point that it's possible to identify later but not usually at the time (like that poem you wrote about the Dow 10,000). Because your chest has hair and your back doesn't, your lovely daughter walks the world. Because my name is Joan, is why my daughter is here. Whatever the foibles of the "X", isn't it true "The X Files" fade to trivia so many times (often but not always, only human)when looking at that other parent next to that beloved child and knowing what good's in the child because of the other half? My X had little contact in 10 years with my daughter and me until last summer (no bad stuff, his neglect/fault not mine I tried) and when I saw them together my heart just melted. Not wanting him back was a relief, (though I must admit some powerful good memories came rushing back and that's only natural they did for him too and we talked of it a bit) and seeing the two of them together, being the three of us together, all on our best behavior too, was way beyond so nice. I was delighted as we touched base as parents & best of friends we used to be all passion aside. But the real thrill was to see how my daughter & her Dad got along so well after such a long time, and how very alike they are in so many good (and some charmingly bad) ways, especially in looks. She looks more like him than she does me; and they got into comparing noses & fingers & eyes right off, for a moment it looked like they were about to take off their shoes but didn't; tho next time meeting they both were barefoot and they both lost no time getting a good look! So I'm glad I was blinded by Cupid, too...even though loving him really put me through The Old Mill, ya know...and I guess he went through it because of me, too. We were a mismatch for lifetime partners and last summer I saw so clear just why it fell apart. I saw the no-fault for the first time, and that we are who we are - too much the same and too different all at once in the wrong yin/yang compartments - and finally saw why it had to end. Also found two or three missing pieces of the jigsaw puzzle and so am free to finally after all that time Close the Chapter of A Mystery. Isn't it always that way after a wrenching breakup? Happy I still can say I'm Glad I Didn't Know Then What I Know Now. Because if I had, I would have RUN or tried to or at least struggled more.... We both fell so hard so fast it wouldn't have been possible to run, must admit. But the reason we met is because my name is Joan...I was calling his company on business, and talked to X's partner. When he learned my name was Joan, he made sure he set a time for me to come by when X would be there. Seems X had "A Thing" for gals name Joan, & this was a joke between him and his pal/partner. So when I got there, after meeting his partner, I was introduced to X. It was a classic case of "The Thunderbolt", and we went to X's office, flirted and giggled like teenagers. A half hour after we met his partner opened the office door; I can visualize his astonished face smirking with delight at the sight of X pushing me around in a wheeled office chair as I clung to the arms of it like as if it were an amusement park ride. He exited embarassed but of course still smirking! I guess, thinking back, it was all we could do to act out what we were feeling on an ordinary May workaday morning when WHAMZAP THE THUNDERBOLT Struck With No Warning ! Both of us were grownup adults. Too bad the rest of ourselves didn't line up right enough to stay together as time went by. I was a wreck for awhile when it fell apart for us...but the good all combined fine in our daughter. And as she's what's left of The Thunderbold that last, good enough. Anticipating seeing him again this coming summer; we're pals again. Oim Verklempt, Talk Amongst Yourselves, Pick A Topic... Joan