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besiderself -> RE: Who Ya Gonna Call..? (5/1/2008 2:08:48 PM)
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Well, you've brought up a rant, dear Nadine; I will call my Dad--but I liked how you described it: it's like asking him to take a break from running the world. And for big things, I do call him because I have to. But that's no guarantee that anything will be accomplished. But I long ago gave up on him and every other male in my family and church as far as help with smaller things like changing light bulbs or filters or hanging stuff. And the church...oh, don't get me started on the church. I think I may have mentioned here once the story of the deacon who drove by my house everyday, saw my lawn becoming higher and higher, and when my lawn was mentioned in a conversation, he said "Yeah, I saw that and wondered what the deal was." DUH!!! The DEAL, dude, is that I'm a widow with four children (three of them are girls and they are busy, too) two part time jobs and going to school full time. My father, as helpful as he is, is nearly 80 years old. You are a DEACON, for cryin' out loud. If you wonder what's going on with my lawn, you could MOW it, you know!!! [:@][:@][:@] So I've learned to get it done myself or do without. besiderself
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