Cathie
 

You have to stop with the spiders,no more SPIDERS please.
If Bob was Brian Dennithy or Jack Nickolson all the young
nurses would be following him down the hall,hmm manly man.

Mel you would love the parking lot bit in Fried Green Tomatoes,
I could just see you do what the Kathy Bates Character did.
Brian nothing wrong with a little nudity :D

This has been so up lifting Cathie, and i can't wait to fatten up
Jack's young wife. I really want to be in the Scrub Room in the
next one when they separate the triplets. No more nurse want
to be a dr. You know give me this nurse give me that,
and oh boy all they never miss that!!!:eek: Sue

I have never seen fried green tomatoes.

When it is on tv again, I'll take a look and I'll especially look for the parking lot scene.

Bye for now,
Melody

Mel
 

Please see it,the whole thing is great. Did you ever see Six Ft. Under
on HBO she was great in that. Oh can stay at home,my Dr. arranged
for my friend who just retired as Hospice nurse,to be my Home Health
nurse. What a relief,i wasn't looking forward to another hospital stay.

With Kathy Bates it's the attitue baby and you got that,all good.:) Sue
Besides you know your gorgeous.. Oh and that Brian Dennithy i could
and would love to hug on him...:D

What about MEEE?
 

Am I to be the 'image' of a push-top trash bin with a plunger for appendage going around screamining 'Exterminate'?
Frankly I'd love be have Camryn Manheim be me but she's too tall and a bit larger than I am....but she can act! - j

I just don't wanna be left out! Ya know?

Oh, J....
 

I guess we could ask Cathie if you could be the NARRATOR...voice over?

would that work? Don't feel badly...seems many were left out, I think by accident. ;)

And of course, Cathie's character is still uncast....any ideas?

Not me,
 

Mrs. D,
I thought right away I was going to suggest Dolly Partin. Then thought oh, no, I'm not opening up that can of worms. The thought of Dolly's sweet soothing always smoothing things over attitude was what I was thinking of. Not the other unmentionables.

Opened that can of worms anyway, didn't I? :D
Billye

dahlek=zsa zsa gabor

when i see your username...i always think of dah-link :wink:

Cathie: should be played by Jennifer Love Hewitt

There doesn't have to be a reason.

This is a fantasy and we can cast WHOEVER WE WISH, RIGHT!!!!

And if Meryl Streep can't play me, I'll settle for Jessica Alba or Paris Hilton.

Who on earth cares if they can act. THEY HAVE GREAT BODS!!!!

lol
Melody

melody...you could be mehgan magally (sp) from will and grace. very pretty...good body and FUNNY :D not too sure if she cooks. :wink:

haha PAris Hilton ...i think that is one association with you that you dont need

I'd trade bodies with Paris Hilton, any day of the week.

I guarantee you that with her body and MY BRAINS. I'd find a cure for neuropathy. I'd become a doctor. I mean, she can go to any medical school and specialize in anything she wants.

Instead, she wastes her life on coke and partying.

Oh brother.

And now, Lindsay Lohan, another prize package. Such a shame.

Melody

O.O... Mel...
 

Obviously you have not seen photos of Paris' tush... it is the absolute flattest
most unexciting in all the entertainment industry. :yikes:

Notice how we usually don't see that "side" of her. I saw one photo in a
bathing suit...in a rag last year...pitiful!

Her sister Nikki is much better endowed in the "body" department. JMO..:rolleyes:

This is such a cute post about the movie. So many different personalities.

How old is Paris Hilton?? 24 25 maybe?? I'll take a 25 year old ***, (flat or not so flat) any day, compared to a 60 year old ***!!

Sorry to be so descriptive but really!!!!! if any of you could do it, wouldn't you trade places with a 25 year old in the same gender???

Lord help me, I'm talking about somebody's ***!!!!

lol
Melody

P.S. I just heard from Alan's neurologist's office. Will post on separate thread. I welcome ALL COMMENTS ABOUT THAT!!!

Nobody will be left out, unless they want to be... It just takes a little time to dream up this outrageous stuff. Please, if anyone wants to jump in and add a characterization chapter or posting, I would love it... :) I am waking up in the middle of the night with wierd dreams...

Now, before we attempt to get our forum nursing staff to work on the baby mystery, today we will place Nide44 (Bob) in character. I think you will be amazed at his creativity... :)

As a large stockholder and founding member of the Mikerowsoft team, he is free to devote considerable time to philanthropical endeavors. Currently we find him working on a very special project, designed to put fresh food and Spam right smack on everyone’s table with minimal growing space.

With his ease at moving around in the tech world, AND his wife's gardening expertise, he has designed software that will co-ordinate the planting and growing conditions of these highly productive, rapid-growing gardens. The results will no doubt be recognized as a brilliant solution to the rising costs of fresh produce and protein…

In one New York couple’s test kitchen, his project was so successful, that a ground floor Beefsteak Tomato plant actually escaped its table top, smashed its Dollar Store pot and made its way to the apartments above, rooting itself as it traveled. Within 3 weeks this miraculous new-age plant had produced enough tomatoes to open an Italian restaurant, which will appropriately be called, “Spamotos.”

Go for it, Bob!!!

Hey Guys:

I am verrrry sloooowww. Remember, in posting these, it takes some time to go back and pick up on things that can be worked in from some of the old postings. It has to have a little something personal in it appropriate to each person, or it won't be funny...

No one will be left out if they want to play, and if they don't, just say so... :)

Cathie

And Dahlek and SLS, I haven't forgotten you all... :) :) :)

Cathie,
DuH!!.....you got that all out of past info?
Whew!! I think I better watch out what I post from now on.
Mel,
Denehey is OK, fine actor- but I tend to think of myself as more of a serious class clown. Someone with a more comic character, hence Rob Reiner. But dependant on the script, Denehey'll do. :)

Don't forget about me. I think I'm the baby of the family. I don't know being 28 is no picnic right now. I feel 100. I look though maybe 20 or 22. I hate having a baby face now but will like it when I'm 40 probably.

Daniella:

You'll be played by Jennifer Love Hewitt!!!!

Not bad, not bad at all!!!

mel

Actually, Bob. Rheiner fits what I was thinking very well. He should do fine in your part and I am sure you will go on to be rich and successful in your role... :)

You are quite safe in postings, so don't worry about that, unless you are doing something like robbing a bank and are posting your confession... :) The gardening idea came from your post about your garden plot. The part about being a computer guru came, when I noticed how helpful you have been with some computer posts. The test kitchen, well of course, that is Mel and Alan's kitchen, where we may find Alan still standing there several days later, afraid to move, because he has neuropathy and doesn't want to cut his feet with chards from the broken pot... :) :) :)

And for Daniella, I know there will be a part in there for her.

Cathie

CAthie:'


I burst out laughing, when I read what you wrote about Alan standing still, afaid to move. You gave me a good laugh.

Because I'm scared to death about his lympocyte numbers. I just posted a topic question on that subject.

Hopefully one of you smarties will know what I'm asking!!

Mel

Glad you enjoyed that, Mel. Sorry, I have not posted more, I am planning to continue as I can, but the last two days have been terrible from burning pain...

I don't know what is different. My new Rheumatologist is planning to try me on new medication, but I didn't want to start it until my husband gets back from Brazil... Meanwhile, this stuff has cranked up severely....

Cathie

Cathie. I'm so sorry your in pain. I will email you. Thanks for not leaving me out too.

Cathie:

Do you get the burning when it's going to rain?? Last night, outside, the weather was like it didn't know what it wanted to do. Didn' know if it wanted to pour, or just drizzle. The sky was cloudy, the air was thick. You could cut it with a knife. Alan and I, well let's just say, he didn't go to bed until I massaged him so hard, and he had to take his alprazolam. Then it rained cats and dogs and he promptly fell asleep and woke up at 10:30 this morning. He was extremely well rested.

I had the ants crawling over your body kind of feeling last night, along with the burning. I'm nowhere near his severity with the PN. I really felt for him last night. He couldn't lay down, he couldn't sit. It drove him crazy. Then when the downpour came, he fell deeply asleep.

Isn't it nuts how the barometer affects many of us???

I've read the reason for this (on the boards) but it never fails to amaze me how the weather affects Alan's PN. And he really thinks the IVIG is helping him.
I said to him last night: 'I thought you said the IVIG is helping, and he goes, "well, look at the weather, it's not helping me right now".

I just don't know. But it's his decision to keep on with the IVIG.

Melody

Sorry gang, I just haven't felt up to writing movie parts. Will continue playing soon though.

Mel, yes the weather does affect my burning. I assume that my sensory nerves must be inflammed, but don't know this for sure. I could tell the weatherman that it was going to rain before he even had a clue...

Cathie

I think many of us could have second occupations
as TV Weather Personalities.(natural meteorologists)

lol

The other night I was sitting around the corner on my friend's porch, with several other neighbors. It was about 6:30 p.m. They were all shooting the breeze and saying "you think it's going to rain, you think we'll get a thunderstorm?"

I just calmly said "in 30 minutes or less". They looked at me like I was nuts and the 75 year old lady said "now how the heck do you know that?" I said 'my wrist just told me' and we all laughed.

Then I said "no, it's not going to be 30 minutes, more like 15". Then they really got spooked. Then my right knee did a thing that made me stand up and say "I'm going home, I don't want to be caught". Well, as I got off the porch, the rain started.

Ever see people burst out laughing, scratch their heads and go "oh my god".

I just said "when you have arthritis, believe me, you are the next weatherman for Eyewitness News"

Never fails. But the worst time is when the weathe (and I know I'm talking about the weather like it's alive or something) but the past few days, that's exactly what's been happening.

My skin has been itchy, (forget about my knees and wrists), but the body just reacts to the ozone, or whatever the air is pumping out.

Take for example yesterday. It rained cats and dogs in the morning and I had to go to the post office wearing a heavy sweater because it was chilly.
Then the sun came out and you could have roasted a chicken. That was when I was able to stand upright and go for my power walk, wearing my ipod. No problem. Then two hours later, the clouds came out and it rained and I got caught in another downpour.

And this morning I couldn't bend my left wrist. So I just put my splint on it and went out. Got to keep moving or I'll never move. That's how I look at my arthritis and PN and whatever the else nature throws at me.

I've had arthritis since I"m 40, scoliosis since I'm 50 and god knows what they'll tell me I have when I'm 65. But I'll still be me and taking my B-12 methyl. That's how I fight it.

Yeah, my feet burn when the weather doesn't know what it wants to do. I walk in the living room and say "Alan, are your feet on fire?" and he goes "oh my god, yes". Then we look outside and it's cloudy and thick with humidity.
We really should move to the desert.

But since I can't stand any kind of bugs and I'll probably die if I saw one, and all our doctors are here, well, here we will stay.

The other night I went into the bathroom, and I was brushing my teeth when all of a sudden I saw a big brown thing with legs right on top of my faucet. Now I'm 60 years old, not a small woman, but why on earth did i react the way I did. Is it a girly thing??? I have no answer for what happened next.

I had tunnel vision. When I looked at the faucet, I saw only the waterbug. My eyes only saw IT!!! Not the toilet bowl, not the sink, not even my toothbrush, my eyes just saw the bug and I started screaming. I ran out of the bathroom and Alan came running into the kitchen. He thought I fell or had a heart attack because I had my hands over my chest. Now the irony was that my heart was not beating out of my chest. I have never had a panic attack, never got short of breath in my life, or had difficulty breathing. That is not what happened. I just remained in the kitchen saying over and over "oh, oh, oh". Alan said "what happened" and I just blurted out "get in that bathroom and kill that thing".

Alan starts lauging and goes into the bathroom and says 'where is it?" I said 'what do you mean, where is it, it's on the faucet" and he goes "Oh there's the sucker, it's under the faucet", I got it, it's gone".

Think I was alright after that?? No, I remained in the kitchen saying "oh oh oh". I took a can of bug spray and sprayed the drains, the pipes, the crooks and corners. I told Alan to open up the bottom of the bathroom cabinet and he goes "I'm not opening up anything, what if they start coming out, I have to go to work (this happened at 9:55 p.m. on Friday night.)

So I opened up the cabinet with the can of bug spray in my hand ready to do battle and there was nothing there. I sprayed all over the place and closed the cabinet.

Since that happened, when I get up, I tip toe in the bathroom and I won't do anything until I check the bathtub, and the sink, and everywhere.

Now what is wrong with me?? It was s stupid waterbug for goodness sake.

I haven't had one of those in my home for quite a few years but people do get a waterbug once in a while. But I have a thing about bugs. I kept sayng "if he's the grandfather, he's never seeing his family again, there will be no family reunion". My neighbors were hysterical on the porch because as I walked Alan out the door I stayed on the porch with my neighbors and I wouldn't go back in the house for 30 minutes.

What is this, some kind of anxiety disorder about waterbugs, or am I so neurotic that I over -reacted.

I bet plenty of you, the ones who go fishing and clean your own fish, and bait your own hooks, I bet you would just kill the stupid bug and be done with it. I'm still walking around my house on tip toes.

Alan kept laughing and saying "Oh, these waterbugs are like my army buddies when I was in the barracks. We had things flying over our heads so big, I thought I was in the movie "THEM".

Believe me, if I was in an army barracks, and something flew over my head, I would die right there on the spot.

Any of you feel like I do about bugs???

Melody

Melody I have a bug phobia too. A long time ago before we could afford an exterminator we had cockroaches that would show up on the kitchen floor when the lights were off for the night. (this was our old house that we lived in many years ago)

Anyway one night I turned on the light and there were two cockroaches right by the sink on the floor. I threw shoes at them trying to get that lucky shot from across the room. Never did kill them and in fact I think they were laughing at me. :D

My hubby was working the night shift at the time and I was scared those two bugs would come into my room if I didn't watch them. Now my bug man is my best friend and he is well worth the money. In fact he is coming today...Sue:)

PS your stories are hilarious and I think you should write a book about all your escapades. :D

I'm glad I make SOMEONE laugh!!! Believe me, the other night when I saw that big brown thing with all it's legs, sitting on my faucet, I was not laughing. I'm just curious as to exactly what happened to my brain, because as I was brushing my teeth, my mind was elsewhere and as soon as I spotted Mr. Waterbug sitting on my faucet, all I saw was the bug. It's like my eyes zoomed into him and everything else went out of focus.

I have never had that happen to me in my entire life. I mean, we have all seen bugs, here and there, on the floor, (I have a white ceramic tile floor) and believe me, when you walk into the living room from the outside and you see something black on the floor, well, you know it's not something that was there when you left the house.

This only happened about 15 years ago when we first moved in. There's a basement underneath my house and it was not finished. Well, I started to get waterbugs. I told my landlord he better spray. He did and that was that.

But the best was when they finished the whole basement and a nice couple in their late 70's (who do not speak a word of english), moved in around 5 years ago. Now, they are both 80 or 81. He just learned how to use a dsl line (guess who installed it for them) so we have a very nice relationship. So one day, in the front of my house, near the radiator, I kept seeing ants. Every day, there would be two or three ants. I would tell Alan, "we have an infestation" and he would burst out laughing and say "Melody, 3 or 4 ants is not an infestation" and I would reply "when it happens every day, it's an infestation. So I couldn't figure out where they were coming from. I sprayed the outside window sill. I sprayed inside the radiator, etc.

So I said to myself "go downstairs and check right underneath this radiator. So I got this special bug spray with a long thin nozzle (that you can stick into crevices". I go and knock on their door and they smile and welcome me. I explained in italian that I have ants and I want to check where they might be coming in. Now this whole conversation is in italian and I'm not too familiar with the word ANT in italian so I just show them the bug spray can and point to the bug.

She understood and took me into the back of her basement, which is underneath the front of my house. Well, what do you think stared me in the face??? She has a supply room in the back of her basement that was never pannelled or finished. The whole other part of the basement has been wood panneled. But in this supply room is the original foundation of the house, the bricks, the dirt, etc. And this is directly underneath the front of my living room.

So I'm looking around and sure enough I see some ants on the bricks. I excitedly point them out to her, expecting her to do an OH MY GOD moment. She does not. She just says "oh, formiga" (I gather that is ant in italian). And she picks it up and it's in her hand. I thought she was absolutely nuts but she's smiling and saying to me "this little thing bothers you?"

jeez........ So I just take my trusty can of spray and went into every nook and cranny and crevice. I sprayed the corners. I sprayed up into the ceiling (which was the bottom of my radiator) She never goes into this room. It's a storage room.

So I did what I had to do, she's all smiles, she killed the stupid ant that was in her hand, I went upstairs. I sealed off the radiator with plastic, sealing up all edges, so nothing could come into my house.

So years later, what do I see in my bathroom?? Mr. Waterbug.

Let me tell you, he's one lonely Waterbug. He's never seeing his family again.

Why the heck were they created anyway???

ick!!!!!

melody

Mel:

I do fish and I bait my own hooks, but I HATE bugs with a passion. You can imagine how big the bugs in Texas are-everyone says everything is bigger in Texas. When I lived on the coast, I was stunned at the size of these humongous waterbugs. We lived right off of the bay. They would congregate in huge numbers outside of the front door at night, and when you walked out, they would open a line up through the middle so you could walk through... Ugh!!! I think I could send you a picture though if you would like... :) :) :)

Bob:

I notice your posts are getting a little shorter... :) :) :) Please don't be worried that I am collecting info to write a book, although the overall information presented from everyone here would no doubt be a hilarious bestseller. Actually, what could be happening here, is that Doc Richard is reading all of our crazy posts and is considering a textbook on the Mental Effects of Chronic PN or something along that line... :)

Cathie

Cathie:

I must tell you about my first day visiting my parents in Florida. I was 24, had my own apartment and my parents had decided to move to Port Richey, Florida. They would tell me about the palm trees, the Causeways, the beauty of Florida, well, I just had to see for myself, so I took 2 weeks vacation and off I went.

The plane lands and my parents pick me up and we are all smiles and as we drive out of the airport it starts to rain. But it's not raining on the other side of the street. As we go under a tunnel and out of the airport, it's raining again, but then I look back and it's not raining behind our car. I look at my father and he laughs "yeah, I know, I'm not used to this either, it's some kind of phenomon in Florida, it rains on one side of the street but not the other!! okay, that was interesting!!!!!

Then we drive into their driveway, I get out in front of their beautiful brand new house and I'm blown away by the majesty of all this beauty, with the palm trees, the foliage, (well, compared to Brooklyn, NY), Florida is gorgeous. So I had to go back to the car to get something, when I notice this THING on the door handle of my dad's car. I start screaming and say "what the hell is that thing"?? My father starts laughing and says: "oh, you have now met our new friend, the Palmetto bug". I said "the Palmetto what???" and he says "oh, it's a flying waterbug". I say "you have flying waterbugs and you still live here??" and he's laughing his head off. I most certainly did not find this amusing!!!

So we go into the house and they have something called a Florida Room, where you watch tv in a screened off room. My father is outside building a patio, laying down square pieces of patio material. I go outside and sit in a lounge chair. All of a sudden, this green thing jumps over my body. It was like watching a tennis game, with the ball going back and forth. These green things are jumping over my body. Well, I must have zoned out because after the 5th green thing jumped over me, I started screaming and my father finally noticed me and he said "what's the matter??" I look at him like he's lost his marbles and I say" "what's the matter, there are green things jumping over me, what's going on". I then get up and walk over to where he is laying down the patio and I kid you not, there were hundreds of green lizards hopping about, and my father is actually moving them out of where he was trying to put the cement and all the while he's talking to them saying 'get out of here". I look at my father like he lost his mind.

I run into the Florida Room and one of these green things follows me. I start screaming, my mother runs in with a broom and she laughs and goes "oh for crying out loud, one of them got in again"??? and she shoos him out of the room. I look at her like she lost her mind also!!!

I wouldn't leave the house again except to get in the car (which they kept in the garage). So what happens when we are in the car and we are driving around Port Richey and my father and mom are trying to show me the beauty of Florida??? I notice some kind of screen on the front of my father's car. No sooner do I say "Dad, what is that screen laying on top of your car??, when we are hit by a swarm of some creature known as Love Bugs. It seems that they travel in pairs and are always mating. They hit the front of the car with such force you need special screens.

When we got home, my father had to hose down his car because it was covered with Love Bugs.

My parents then asked me if I wanted to move down to Florida.

My answer. "You are both mentally ill". I really said this.

Between Palmetto Bugs, lizards and Love Bugs, are they serious????

I can laugh about this now because it's many many years later but I will never forget that Palmetto Bug if I live to be 100.


ick, and double ick!!!

Melody

Mel:

You really should write a book... I don't know one single person who has so many funny experiences to relate... :) :) :)

Cathie

here is a Lizard story----
 

I didn't see many little lizards in Fla when I was then a few years ago.

But around 10 yrs ago I was driving along the coast of N.Carolina to Okracoke.

I stopped at a rest stop--it was in the morning. So I thought to throw some trash away. As I approached the can....the whole thing rippled and moved!

It was covered by those little lizards--totally-- who had turned brown and blended in. (Chameleons?) So when I walked up I startled them. I screeched and jumped back, then laughed at myself. This was in the fall and it was not warm at all there. I walked up to the "information booth" and the gal in it was reading the Iraqi war #1 book (the first book) by General Schwartzenkoff and we had a good talk. She said the lizards eat the flies that come to the trash. I never could imagine so MANY of these things just sitting there waiting for their breakfast! :yikes:

Mrs. D.

So now you can just imagine my father casually moving hundreds of these little green lizards out of the cement thing he was trying to put down to lay down the patio squares. I swear, I have never been exposed to such bugs, lizards or Flying Things, in my entire life.

Oh, when my parents were in Richey Manor Rehabilitation Home, I went to see them. I had no place to stay except in a nearby motel. Now I'm not afraid to travel by myself. I got married at the ripe old age of 32 so I have been places and seen things right?

So I left Alan and my son at home (little did I know my 14 year old son dialed up cable pay-per-view and charged the playbody channel to our bill. I was in Florida for 5 days and every time I called home, my husband would say 'wow, Frank is just watching tv during school vacation, havent' heard a peep out of him". Who knew that when I got home, I would get a $400 cable bill and see all those porno channel charges. I immediately called the cable company and the guy laughed his head off. Guess what he told me. "The number one problem parents have with 14 year old boys is they charge the playboy channel to their parent's account". "I'm giving you a one time credit, make sure he doesn't do it again". I said "this happens a lot??" He said "are you serious?, it happens every day'. Well, after I killed my son and broke his legs, (lol), believe me, he never did that again. I think I grounded him (well, who can remember how long I grounded him (but I GROUNDED him).

Anyway, back to what I'm doing in Florida. It was 10 p.m., I get back to the motel, and I have to make a wash. They have a section in the motel where you bring your clothes, you put quarters into the machine and you wash your stuff. I approach the machine and guess what is sitting in the place where you have to put the quarters??? A toad!!! Or a frog, I have no idea what you call these things. So I said outloud to myself. 'well, I'm obviously back in the state where they have lizards, love bugs and flying waterbugs, now I have to deal with a toad, Okay, Melody, it's one toad!!!! Guess what?? It wasn't one toadl They were all over the ground, hundreds of them. I nearly died. I ran into the manager's office and grabbed him and dragged him over to the machines going "Do you see, Do you see?" and he says "Lady all I see are frogs, what's your problem?"

Think I made a wash that night? Thank god, I brought enough clothes.
As I made my way to my motel room, guess what was laying all over my door to my little motel room? A whole bunch of preying mantises. I nearly croaked. I just took a stick or something, shooed them away, went in and first thing in the morning, checked out of that motel and got another one.

More classy, definitely more expensive and you should have seen the look on the guys face when I checked in saying "This place better not have any bugs".

Cmon, more stories about frogs, and flying things. Let's get our minds off of our PN.

Oh, I'm going to post a question about glucose numbers, for a friend of mine!!!

P.S. I'll give you guys another good tip. Next time you speak to your cable company person, ask the following question? "Are you giving any promos for Showtime, Starz or anything else??? They will always say, "oh no, we can't do that". Of course they can, it's just a flick of little switch or a press of their button on their keyboards, but they don't know that we know this.

So I reply. "oh, it's no big thing if you can't but my husband has neuropathy, and he can't walk anywhere, he's recovering, and he just loves Showtime, it would be so nice if I could tell him he's got a month of free Showtime (or Starz or whatever). I told them exactly the truth. Alan is always recovering from his foot ulcer. He has orders not to go anywhere except to the bathroom. His foot is all wrapped up. So I just asked the guy on the phone if we could have a free month of Showtime.

Guess what ALWAYS happens? These people are so nice, sometimes they have to check with a supervisor, but they always come back and say in a conspiratorial kind of voice 'I just gave you 3 months of free Showtime (or Starz or whatever). I go to the tv and there it is. I go into the living room and show Alan he now has Showtime and he goes nuts. He says "I cannot believe how you do these things"

Wel, I've been doing "these things" for over a year.

See, cable companies always run promos, you just have to ask. HBO rarely does them but the other premium channels do. You just have to have the right person at the other end of the phone and politely ask.

Costs you nothing. And you might even get lucky like I did. I always thank them and Alan is happy as a clam. I have been watching The Tudors on Showtime. I wouldn't have missed that for the world.

So give it a try, if you only have basic cable.

My friend who has Stage 3 cancer tried to call but she didn't know how to word it and they said no. I called them from my house, explained her story. She got 3 months of Showtime and they took $5.00 off of her monthly bill for one year. She's estatic. I mean, cmon. We have to help each other out here, right?

mel

Toads.... L O L
 

Very funny:D

Up north they put in a Laundromat near the grocery store finally (helps us tremendously) and one August a while back, we did our wash.

It is not air conditioned, and there are many water flies (these are attracted to water)...there because of the septic field behind the place. When it is going to rain they tend to bite and draw blood (nasty things). So the doors are always open.

Anyway I was putting stuff in the dryer, and splat, a huge toad jumped out
from under the washer next to it, and landed on my foot (with open sandals)...
That was another screech and then giggle!

Here is Mr Toad from last summer, taking a bath in the cats' watering dish.
I caught him in his private Jacuzzi at 4am, and my new camera took this picture in the dark~ surprising ME....

MrsD, your toad looks a little grumpy at being disturbed!

Who me?
Unnh unnh, not me,
short?
Never!

Oh my god, another toad!!!!

ick