My roots...

There's this habit I have that my hubby (heretofore known as J) likes to make fun of. For some reason, I announce the fact that I'm hungry, or hot, or cold... whatever. It never fails that he quotes an old commercial; I think it was a rose that said it... or some kind of flower. "I'm hungry! I'm hot! Someone's nibbling my roots!" (whine!) Well, this time it's Old Devil Depression. The temptation is there to say that it's not too bad... but I have absolutely no interest in doing anything. Whatever I manage to do is a horrible, dreaded task. Two days ago, we went out for a couple of hours. When we got home, I laid down and slept the rest of the day. I hate it when that happens! I hate it that J didn't wake me up, too! What I hate even worse is that he doesn't pick up the slack! Dang it! Why can't he fix something simple for dinner?? Instead, he'll eat a whole box of Graham crackers or fill up on peanut butter sandwiches... not even with jelly! YUK! Ok... why should I care how he likes his peanut butter? I'm hating this!

Why did I have to inherit this monster? Why didn't the old crone just keep it to herself? SHE seemed to enjoy it! The #$%&*!! (For those that don't know me, no, not my mother.)

I have an appt with my shrink Thursday. I just want to sleep till then. I don't want to think, I don't want to talk, I don't want to feel, I don't want to see!!! I don't want to have to wait for the dang meds to take effect! Nothing is ever easy for me! Yes, I finally got my retro check from disability (which I waited three years and five months for!) but for the most part, I'm afraid to spend it. Went to Home Depot so they could design my new kitchen. They came out and measured. Kept my appt with the designer. What did she say? They can't do it because it's a mobile home, for Pete's sake! What's the difference?? If someone knows, don't tell me! Asked my son, who works at Home Depot, if he wanted a side job. He didn't look very interested... and he has a habit of putting things off where his dad and I are concerned. Do I want this kid to do the work? I'm thinking NOT! I even offered going hourly wage!

Oh, hell!! I'm thinking! I'm stressing! WHO CARES?! I don't need this! I'd crawl under the covers with the dog I just got, but I've got a meatloaf in the oven! CRAP ON A STICK!! I ate chocolate cake and now my stomach hurts! Can't win for losing!

Hi September Morn:

I just posted on Dexter and I found you again. You sound like you have a great sense of humor. You sure have a knack for "putting it out there," the depression, I mean.

It's just such a common theme, isn't it? Maybe we can compare our selves as "great or special." Abe Lincoln, Winston Churchill. It surely looks like things have been going upward for you, judging from your reply to Dexter.

Looking to hear from you again soon.

Love

KK

Tomi, I am sorry.

Men don't seem to know any better, so that is there problem.......lol.

I just had 2 days off and spent most of them hiding in the house, except for my T's appt. So I can understand the covers thing.

I'm here, vent however much you need to..........btw, I used to work at Home Depot too and may be going back part-time .

I care about you, regardless of your mood. Never forget that, okay?

xoxoxox

Mary Alice

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Men like peanut butter right out of the jar. we consider it a gourmet treat.making a sandwich is too much effort. thank god we don't have to carry and deliver children.

I don't remember the commercial you describe but the description of the needy flower reminds me of "The Little Prince", and thinking of "The Little Prince" always reminds me of the little fox with the big ears, he was so cute, and that made me smile.

so thank you for that. hand in there.

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I found a pic of the fox...

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Hope he cheers you up as much as it does me

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-- Dave
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I want to chase that ugly monster away for you. You deserve to be able to have some fun. Thursday's not too far away and we'll all help you make it.

You got a dog! I want to hear about that. Congratulations!


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I am so sorry hun . I wish I knew what to say...all I do know is that you are loved and the most special person I know. Please remember that.

I will try to be on msn later to have our giggle fest . It's been hard here....we all are sick with the flu and colds . I am sorry I haven't been around as much lately but my incision is even more sore with all the coughing (ouch) that sitting too long hurts.

Love you sweetie xoxoxoxo



Heather

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HAHAHA Dex, that fox looks like my new dog. LOL LOL She's a Chihuahua/Jack Russel terrier mix. She's got great big eyes and the biggest ears that stick straight our of her head... just like the fox's ears! She looks so comical when she looks at me. Is it the terrier in her that makes her tunnel through the blankets? LOL What a trip! My cat sure is in a snit, though! He hides in the cupboard under the kitchen sink most of the time. He's really indignant that I have a new buddy. The dog would make up to him if he'd only let her. She got it right away that he was here first. Oh, well... it will all come out in the wash. (sigh!)

Hi, there. I think I use my sense of humor as a defense mechanism. When I lose that, then I know I'm in real trouble. Where I'm at now is bad enough, though. The anger I feel in incredible! Well, it's not really so bad that I express it to people when they annoy me, but I'm aware that almost everything makes me mad... or at the very least, annoys the #$%^ out of me! I wonder if Abe Lincoln ever got pissy? LOL Churchill looked like he was. LOL Don't get me wrong. I admire them both greatly! ... Come to think of it, I probably resemble Churchill! LOL (Oops! There it is again!) hehe

Men! LOL I was just chatting with Heather and we came to the conclusion that men are like they are as a partial punishment to women for making them take a bite of the apple in the Garden. LOL

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What can I say about my little rat? She's part Chihuahua/Jack Russel Terrier. I think I already told Dex that. She's brown and white like the terrier, has huge dark brown eyes and the biggest ears that stick straight out from her head. She came from the Chi. Rescue and seems to have been abused. I've only heard her bark once at the dog across the street. She doesn't play much... yet, but I'm working on that. Not sure what's wrong with her but she goes in right hand circles a lot. Maybe she got kicked in the head. I don't know. She's a hoot when she takes a nap, though. She'll burrow under the covers all over the bed, dig at the blankets, roll over on her back and wiggles until she finds the right spot and finally settles down and goes to sleep. J says I scare her when I snore. LOL Haven't quite made up my mind what to name her. She came to me on Valentine's Day so I've thought of "Valentina" and call her "Tina" or "Val" but I'm not crazy about "Tina" although I've called her that. Heather suggested "ValleyGril" because of my post to Dexter about being in a valley right now. Again, it would be shortened to "Val." I'm thinking of waiting until a name hits me... It's just not happening, though. Maybe "Right Hand Turn"? LOL One thing for certain! She's going to the doggie dentist and getting her teeth cleaned!! WOW! Her breath singes your nose hairs! "Caca breath!!!"

Ok, smarty! So you chased the blues away for a while.

Thanks, Sweeti! I needed that! Can't seem to get my day started without a giggle fest with you. How do you do it???

Hope you and your family all get to feeling better real quick. Do you have any Echinacea in the house? If not, get some in liquid form and put it in your juice. You shouldn't taste it if the drink is sweet enough. It will boost your immune system.

so sorry to hear you are in the middle of a rough time....hang in there...this too shall pass....but i just wanted you to know how many times you've made me smile or laugh.....you're a very special person and it shows....julia

Awww Julia, thanks! My memory fails me right now because I don't remember if we've posted to each other or not, but now I know and your words mean a lot to me. Thanks!

Yes, "this, too, shall pass." I'm so blessed to have all of you to see me through the rough times.

I went back today to read that chapter in "The Little Prince" and it reminded me of how moving the story is and how appropriate in many ways. I think someone here uses a quote from "The Little Prince" as a part of their signature line. I hadn't realized that the quote comes from the conversation with the fox.

(these are just excerpts of the conversation)
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"Who are you?" asked the little prince, and added, "You are very pretty to look at."

"I am a fox," the fox said.

"Come and play with me," proposed the little prince. "I am so unhappy."

"I cannot play with you," the fox said. "I am not tamed."

"What does that mean--'tame'?"

"It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. It means to establish ties."

"'To establish ties'?"

"Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world . . ."

"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike, and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . ."

The fox gazed at the little prince, for a long time.

"Please--tame me!" he said.

"I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand."

"One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox. "Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more. If you want a friend, tame me . . ."

So the little prince tamed the fox. And when the hour of his departure drew near--

"Ah," said the fox, "I shall cry."

"It is your own fault," said the little prince. "I never wished you any sort of harm; but you wanted me to tame you . . ."

"Yes, that is so," said the fox.

"But now you are going to cry!" said the little prince.

"Yes, that is so," said the fox.

"Then it has done you no good at all!"

"It has done me good," said the fox, "because of the color of the wheat fields." And then he added:

"Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret."

The little prince went away, to look again at the roses.

"You are not at all like my rose," he said. "As yet you are nothing. No one has tamed you, and you have tamed no one. You are like my fox when I first knew him. He was only a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But I have made him my friend, and now he is unique in all the world."

And the roses were very much embarassed.

"You are beautiful, but you are empty," he went on. "One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you--the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; because it is she that I have put under the glass globe; because it is she that I have sheltered behind the screen; because it is for her that I have killed the caterpillars (except the two or three that we saved to become butterflies); because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or ever sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.

And he went back to meet the fox.

"Goodbye," he said.

"Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."

"It is the time I have wasted for my rose--" said the little prince, so that he would be sure to remember.

"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose . . ."

"I am responsible for my rose," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.
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The full story with illustrations is posted here: http://www.idexter.com

Again I'm chopped liver...sigh... LOL ((((((Tomi))))))...



XOXO, Jillers

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This is really neat, Dexter. (Dave?) Warmest regards, Peanut

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I happen to be very fond of chopped liver, and as luck would have it I bought some yesterday and fancy myself making a sandwich today.

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But I love you peanut and would never eat you, as a sandwich or as a peanut. I suppose that is because in part you have tamed me

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-- Dave
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Fuzzy xx

... I'm soooo sorry!

That was beautiful, Dex! There's more than one lesson in that for me.

In all the books I've ever bought my kids and grandkids, I never did buy The Little Prince. Next time I go out, I'm going to buy it. Thanks so much!

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I enjoyed our giggle fest today too.....made me feel so much better . I can almost say that laughing almost split my sides today heehee.

I am telling everyone here that when you talk with this woman ....even if it is for 5 minutes.....you come away from the talk with the biggest smile on your face......the best medicine in my book .


Heather

Ok... I'm gonna have to analyse that one! You say I do it, I say you do it. Is this a co-dependent relationship?? LOL Just kidding. I think we're both just goofy by nature and we egg each other on. How's that?

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How 'bout this? I'm not sure if either of us needs any more chocolate at the moment. Did you ever get your caramelo though?

Your dog sounds so cute! Give her a big kiss for me. The right name for her will come to you. Ask her what her name is. She'll find a way to answer you.

Let's keep chasing those blues away. It's okay if it takes more than once - chasing them away can be fun, right? I'm definitely crashing now. Just got a paper back from one of my classes and it's only 21 out of 25. Not good enough! I thought I had done better than that. And I thought that this professor liked me. Oh, look! Now I'm assuming that she doesn't like me if she doesn't give me the grade I want! Got any more room in that hole? In a day or so I'll probably be ready to jump in there with you.

<font color=orange>"Everyone has a need for significance; and if we can't make that possible, or even probable, in our society, then it will be obtained in destructive ways." -Rollo May</font color=orange>