Jimmy Higgins' Lonely Hearts Club... Non-Lonely hearts can buzz off

[Jimmy Higgins]

*sigh* :frown:

[Xmansmommy]

Awwwwwwwww {{{Jimmy}}} You know we be lovin on ya. :hug:

[Solly]

Awww *hug*

[Jimmy Higgins]

*Jimmy Higgins enforces rule with large wooden mallet, whacking away at the non-lonely hearted*

[Xmansmommy]

:eek: Does that include Solly and I? :eh:

[Solly]

C'mon everybody TWeb group hug for Jimmy!!

[Xmansmommy]

:heart: {{{{{{{{{{Jimmy}}}}}}}}}} :heart:

[Solly]

ddowg

[Xmansmommy]

:runhug:

[Cliodna Emerges]

:flowers:

[Gideon Brown]

:highfive: < me and Jimmy

[Xmansmommy]

:love:

[Solly]

Wow, two ladies after you Jimmy. I'm outta here.

[Xmansmommy]

:lol: Just making sure Jimmy feels the love. :thumb:

[Solly]

He's either offline, or lurking.

[Gideon Brown]

No, Jimmy, don't go over to the Dark Side!

:highfive: < me and Jimmy

[Xmansmommy]

Yeah I noticed. Well the sentiments are the same regardless. We love ya Jimmy. :wink:

[Ishmael]

Would our Christian single women run off with a naturalist?

[Solly]

Only to bring him back, sit him in their circle and tie ribbons in his hair while singing sea shanties. He'll soon cheer up.

[Xmansmommy]

:rofl: We may just paint his fingernails and toenails a pretty pink too! :tongue:

[Solly]

And his car. Don't forget his car.

[Gideon Brown]

Nooooooooooo!!!!!!! Jimmy!!!!!!!!! Don't say I didn't warn yooooouuuuuu!!!!!!!

[Solly]

Too late :hehe:

[Gideon Brown]

:gasp: Jimmy! I thought we were friends to the end! Then you go and make off with one o' them gurls!

*reminisces about the old days - :highfive: < me and Jimmy*

[Xmansmommy]

Oh we wouldn't forget his car......:grin:

[Xmansmommy]

Awwwwwww dang, I'm diggin your car pic better Solly. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiice! :dance:

[Solly]

But them old US cars had class. I always wanted a Lincoln Continental, or a Plymouth

[Xmansmommy]

I want a Lamborghini personally. Don't think it'll ever happen but a girl can dream. :lolo:

[Gideon Brown]

:hijacked:

(by illegitimate posters, no less)

[Xmansmommy]

Illegitamate? I'm a member of the Lonely Hearts Club. :noid:

[Gideon Brown]

Well, at least one of you was illegitimate, whashisname, you know, that guy...

[Xmansmommy]

:nsm:

[Gideon Brown]

Yeah, that guy. Err.... :huh:

[Solly]

Lonely hearts club chaplain. :wink:

[Xmansmommy]

:lol: :highfive:

[Solly]

:cheers:

[Gideon Brown]

Lonely hearts club chaplain.

It is an ancient Minister,
And he stoppeth one of three.
--‘By thy long gray beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp’st thou me?

O Wedding-Guest! this soul hath been
Alone on a wide wide sea:
So lonely ‘twas, that God himself
Scarce seem’ed there to be.

O sweeter than the marriage-feast,
‘Tis sweeter far to me,
To walk together to the kirk
With a goodly company!—

^ encouraging words for all the lonely hearts

[Xmansmommy]

Very, very nice Tuck. Thanks. Pearls for the encouragement. :smile:

[Solly]

Pearls from me too

[Xmansmommy]

Feeling better yet Jimmy? :teeth:

[Solly]

I dont think he's here. :nsm:

[Xmansmommy]

I know but hopefully by the time he gets to page 3 he'll be feeling better. :brow:

[Gideon Brown]

Yeah! We all like you, Jimmy!

[Solly]

Yeah, every silver lining has a dark cloud!!

Uh... :hrm:

[Xmansmommy]

:rofl:

[Em7add11]

If you're looking for a club band, I can offer some suggestions. :blush:

[Xmansmommy]

:bwoot:

[markporter]

Does that include Solly and I?

Sorry? Is there something going on there that I missed *raised eyebrow*

[Solly]

Gate crasher; this is Jimmy's Pity party, and he'll cry if he wants to.

[Da Lone-Warrior]

lonely-hearts only!

(plus chaplains...)

And stop all this happy-dappy chitter, this is s'posed to be one of those somber threads with jazz music in the background. You all seem to think its about the piano-man.

Piano Man
by Billy Joel

Album : Piano Man
Submitted by :
Corrected by : Shawn
Rated : 9.7 (219 votes)


It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Making love to his tonic and gin

He says, "Son, can you play me a melody?
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"

La la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

CHORUS:
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As a smile ran away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"

Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life

And the waitress is practising politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone

CHORUS

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

Oh, la la la, de de da
La la, de de da da da

CHORUS

dlw

[Xmansmommy]

Sorry? Is there something going on there that I missed *raised eyebrow*

After Solly and I both posted in the thread, Jimmy said....


*Jimmy Higgins enforces rule with large wooden mallet, whacking away at the non-lonely hearted*

Just wondered if he was whacking away at us. :shifty:

[Jimmy Higgins]

Boy this thread derailed right in the beginning.

Perhaps I need a larger wooden mallet. :uneasy:

[Raptor]

After Solly and I both posted in the thread, Jimmy said....


Just wondered if he was whacking away at us. :shifty:


I'm sure Jimmy's making like Barry Bonds right now. But this tidal wave is unstoppable. Sorry I can't help ya Jimmy, I'm only single for 9 more days.
But look on the bright side, have you ever been forced to watch "Trading Spaces"? Do you do your chores like your told to during football games? Will you go to the store at a moments notice? I'm so :whip:, I can't even see straight. :hehe:

[elysian]

It's all in your attitude. As a for instance, when my husband's over at the Moose drinking himself into oblivion and gambling away every dime, I can choose to seethe with anger or look on the bright side. The bright side being that it's nice and quiet and I can sleep or read or watch documentaries on the History Channel or those cool detective/true crime shows on Court TV in peace.

When you live alone nobody cares, but remember indifference includes a blissful lack of scrutiny as part of the package!

Nobody cares it's your birthday- neither do they care if you drink directly off the milk jug.

Nobody cares you fell in the bathroom and broke your hip and you can't get up to call 911- but nobody cares that you forgot to put the toilet seat down again, either. Unfortunately if you aren't able to somehow make that 911 call, somebody will eventually care. They will care a lot if they are the one who gets to scrape up your decomposed corpse off of the bathroom floor and then has to fumigate the place.

Nobody cares if you want to scratch your bits or wear the same undies for a week- and nobody cares if you decide to take a shower or not either.

Nobody cares (unless you live in an apartment or have a killer stereo) if you want to play country music turned all the way up- and nobody cares if you have a black velvet Elvis toilet seat.

You have such opportunities, especially for one of the male persuasion. You can drink all the beer you want and not have to worry about when or if you pick up the empties. You can lounge about the house in nothing but a pair of soiled whitey-tighties and shower shoes. You can get the "I-Control" porn movies on cable. You can have Hot Crunchy Cheetos for breakfast. You need not worry about shaving or bathing. You can sing along with Cher and nobody will think you're weird. The possibilities are endless. :lol: :lol:

[Jimmy Higgins]

*Jimmy Higgins without any choice launches an F-Bomb at Elysian*

*scene changes to Elysian at computer*

*Elysian heres a crash above, looks up...*

Elysian: What the *bleep*?!

*BOOM!!!*

*Jimmy Higgins pondering that he shouldn't have started this thread*

[elysian]

*Jimmy Higgins without any choice launches an F-Bomb at Elysian*

*scene changes to Elysian at computer*

*Elysian heres a crash above, looks up...*

Elysian: What the *bleep*?!

*BOOM!!!*

*Jimmy Higgins pondering that he shouldn't have started this thread*

I thought I was being helpful- I appealed to almost everything men hold dear:

Beer drinking
Scratching one's bits
Failing to shower or shave
Elvis
and I almost forgot- Porn!
Where did I go wrong?

[anthrogirl]

Jimmy

don't fret 'lil camper! Just because you're quickly approaching middle-age, and staring straight in the face of eternal solitude doesn't mean that you must be unhappy. Don't worry about the fact that six more years of school and hundreds of thousands of dollars in student loan debt greatly decreases your desirablity as a wife--and by the time you finally do earn your PhD, all of your eggs will have dried up; hey, there's always adoption. It's okay to adopt a child just in order to have somebody to love, right? Oh, wait, I think I may have personalized this too much.

Sorry, jim-jim-jimmy. You're wicked cool. Remember, less is more.

:flowers:

anthrogirl

[elysian]

Jimmy

Remember, less is more.

:flowers:

anthrogirl

I thought the idea of lolling about the house in soiled skivvies, scratching one's bits was the equivalent to nirvana (not the band) for most guys.

Or is he wanting a wife because he can't make a path through the empties and the Taco Bell wrappers anymore?

[Raptor]

Ouch, I'd like to think there are some of us that aren't slobs, elysian. :yog:

[Da Lone-Warrior]

Jimmy

don't fret 'lil camper! Just because you're quickly approaching middle-age, and staring straight in the face of eternal solitude doesn't mean that you must be unhappy. Don't worry about the fact that six more years of school and hundreds of thousands of dollars in student loan debt greatly decreases your desirablity as a wife--and by the time you finally do earn your PhD, all of your eggs will have dried up; hey, there's always adoption. It's okay to adopt a child just in order to have somebody to love, right? Oh, wait, I think I may have personalized this too much.

Sorry, jim-jim-jimmy. You're wicked cool. Remember, less is more.

:flowers:

anthrogirl

Now this actually might be on topic...

I don't suppose you could get eggs saved in the fridge and then use artificial insemination later on?

And come one... you're not that old!

You're probably in the ball park of Jimmy and I's ages(27-28)?

dlw:eek:

[anthrogirl]

I thought the idea of lolling about the house in soiled skivvies, scratching one's bits was the equivalent to nirvana (not the band) for most guys.

Or is he wanting a wife because he can't make a path through the empties and the Taco Bell wrappers anymore?
Wow, I don't know any men who fit this description. The men I know enjoy the outdoors, creating and viewing art, engaging in meaningful discourse, gardening, cinema, intellectual activities...the list goes on.

I'm willing to bet that Jimmy doesn't want a wife so that he may have a maid and a personal chef.

anthrogirl

[Da Lone-Warrior]

I know that's not what I want. I already have a maid for that sort of thing.

dlw:eek:


and its kind of like I'm kind of like committed to working towards a detente in the cultural wars and stuff and am not likely to get any responses to my personal ads
http://www.theologyweb.com/forum/showpost.php?p=508547&postcount=5

dlw

[anthrogirl]

Now this actually might be on topic...
I don't suppose you could get eggs saved in the fridge and then use artificial insemination later on?
a great idea! I could freeze them in orange juice and store them in ice cube trays with a toothpick inserted in the top...mmm eggy o.j. pops!



And come one... you're not that old!

You're probably in the ball park of Jimmy and I's ages(27-28)?

dlw:eek:yeah, I'll be 28 in November (but I'll finish school at age 34-35; I've already been in college for 10 yrs).
The other day, while sitting in class, it occured to me that I could always move to China in order to devote myself to studying and practicing CCM. But then last night, I had a dinner party and one of the guests was recounting a story of a very dynamic middle-aged woman friend of his who is having an extremely hard time finding a partner. She just wants someone to share her life with. Not having much luck. It hit me pretty hard. I went to bed feeling quite forlorn.

anthrogirl

[elysian]

Ouch, I'd like to think there are some of us that aren't slobs, elysian. :yog:

There are tidy men. There's a name for them too. Gay.

Seriously there are straight men who like opera, and straight men who can actually match their clothes without help. There are straight men who are tidy too, but they are exceedingly rare. Usually tidy straight men have had some type of military service. They learn very quickly not to confuse the DI with a maid, and the DI will make you wish you had cleaned up after yourself without having to be "reminded." I don't think Jimmy was in the military, so the chance of him being tidy is far lower than it would be for a guy with military experience. Straight and tidy men being highly desirable and highly rare, they usually do not lack female companionship.

Jimmy likely has not had military experience.
Jimmy is currently woman-less.

Therefore the likelihood of Jimmy being a slob is very high, though it is possible he defies the odds. Not likely, but possible.

Perhaps we should call the "Fab Five?" Clean up his digs, get him some stylin' duds?

:lol: :lol:

Anthrogirl:

Where do you meet these guys? Men who have interests beyond NASCAR, beer drinking, gambling and scratching themselves? Perhaps I've been in automotive for too long.

[Da Lone-Warrior]

Well, anthrogirl,

I guess I'd counsel you to trust God and pray on the matter. Grad school is hard on relationships. You usually exit the way you enter and quite often one has uncertainty about where one will end up. Usually, its easiest to have a relationship with someone else who is a grad-student and can relate to what you're going through, but then when you both finish(perhaps, at different times.) you face the disadvantage of trying to place in the same location.

dlw

[anthrogirl]

Anthrogirl:

Where do you meet these guys? Men who have interests beyond NASCAR, beer drinking, gambling and scratching themselves? Perhaps I've been in automotive for too long.
I'm selective. I am very fortunate to have such wonderful friends.
And I don't live in a small town--that would probably make things more difficult.


anthrogirl

[anthrogirl]

Well, anthrogirl,

I guess I'd counsel you to trust God and pray on the matter. Grad school is hard on relationships. You usually exit the way you enter and quite often one has uncertainty about where one will end up. Usually, its easiest to have a relationship with someone else who is a grad-student and can relate to what you're going through, but then when you both finish(perhaps, at different times.) you face the disadvantage of trying to place in the same location.

dlw
Good advice. Speaking from experience?

ag

[studyhound]

Wow, I don't know any men who fit this description. The men I know enjoy the outdoors, creating and viewing art, engaging in meaningful discourse, gardening, cinema, intellectual activities...the list goes on.....

anthrogirl
Hey you know me dont you? I am a nice hy-bred of both. :hehe:

[elysian]

I'm selective. I am very fortunate to have such wonderful friends.
And I don't live in a small town--that would probably make things more difficult.


anthrogirl

I don't live in a small town either, really- I live just outside Columbus, OH (15th largest city in the US) but I was likely limited when I was trolling for dudes by two things:

Lack of formal education/networking. Yes I have a bachelor's degree in business- but I've spent almost all of career in automotive dealerships. Technicians and other denizens of fixed operations are generally a very salty and uncouth bunch. Until the past few years my social life was with exclusively people who I knew from work or had to deal with at work. I worked 60+ hours a week for many years and when I got home from work I had no desire to pursue anything outside of work.

Physical unattractiveness. Ugly women have few options. No matter how good your conversation is, etc, few men look beyond a very plain and awkward exterior- and the ones that do are usually looking for a maid.

[Da Lone-Warrior]

Good advice. Speaking from experience?

ag

Well I do have my PhD. So yes experience did play a role...

I also read, "Getting What you came for:The Smart Student's Guide to Earning an M.A. or a PH.D. " http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/biblio?inkey=1-0374524777-7 before I started my PhD and it dealt with the subject and many others.

My adviser was counselling us when we were preparing to interview for jobs. He told us that he usually counsels married women to take off their ring before an interview since discrimination based on marital status is legal and married females are more likely to have a spouse who is also looking for an academic position. At this point, one of my friends joked about how I should try wearing a ring during the interview, since part of my dissertation was about the measurement of the married males earnings differential, the difference in earnings between married and never-married males after controlling for a wide array of personal characteristics. When I gave my third-year paper presentation, I dedicated the paper to one of my fellow students, who I said was a far more productive applied econometrician than I was probably because he was married and I wasn't. My advisor joked that I should have dedicated the paper to his wife in that case.

dlw

[anthrogirl]

Hey you know me dont you? I am a nice hy-bred of both. :hehe:
You, my friend, are included in my list...

...how's the knee?

anthrogrill me a garden burger

[anthrogirl]

Well I do have my PhD. So yes experience did play a role...

I also read, "Getting What you came for:The Smart Student's Guide to Earning an M.A. or a PH.D. " http://www.powells.com/cgi-bin/biblio?inkey=1-0374524777-7 before I started my PhD and it dealt with the subject and many others.
Thanks for the recommendation! I live just blocks away from Powell's Books, I will go look for this book this afternoon!




My adviser was counselling us when we were preparing to interview for jobs. He told us that he usually counsels married women to take off their ring before an interview since discrimination based on marital status is legal and married females are more likely to have a spouse who is also looking for an academic position. At this point, one of my friends joked about how I should try wearing a ring during the interview, since part of my dissertation was about the measurement of the married males earnings differential, the difference in earnings between married and never-married males after controlling for a wide array of personal characteristics. When I gave my third-year paper presentation, I dedicated the paper to one of my fellow students, who I said was a far more productive applied econometrician than I was probably because he was married and I wasn't. My advisor joked that I should have dedicated the paper to his wife in that case.

dlw
Great story! Your thesis sounds interesting--I'd like to know more about your findings.

anthrogrill me a skewer of veggies

[Gilgaron]

*sigh* :frown:
:cheers: No one gets over a broken heart without a little liver damage. (Someone sent me that quote once, I forget the source)

Always remember, it could be worse: you could be on fire.

Or, having read some more of the thread, you could be in a situation like Elysian... :uhoh: I am a central Ohioan as well; none of my friends watch NASCAR, but we're all in college so maybe that's a skewed sample against your part of the city.

[studyhound]

You, my friend, are included in my list...

...how's the knee?

anthrogrill me a garden burger
:hijacked: I will PM you :tongue:

:studyhound:

[elysian]

:cheers:

Always remember, it could be worse: you could be on fire.

Or, having read some more of the thread, you could be in a situation like Elysian... :uhoh: I am a central Ohioan as well; none of my friends watch NASCAR, but we're all in college so maybe that's a skewed sample against your part of the city.

True, the campus scene is quite different than Gahanna. We're a little more Republican and a lot more conservative. :lol: :lol: I hung out on campus years ago, but it's a lot different now. (but then I was a business major and we tend to be that way... conservative that is)

I am discovering (albeit too late) there are quality men right in my own backyard, but I like to joke that the automotive business is one big happy, dysfunctional inbred family. Most of the people I know other than from church are automotive people, which isn't necessarily bad but let's just say a lot of the guys aren't terribly intellectually stimulating. I sound like a terrible snob just saying that, but that might be largely a result of my cynicism.

All I can say is hindsight is 20/20. If I had my life to live over again I'd been a LOT more picky and would have learned to enjoy being alone.

[anthrogirl]

El

I understand: slim-pickins in the auto industry. When I was drag racing, the degree of barbarism among the guys never ceased to amaze me. Of course, this is a generalization...
I think my experience in that realm put a few extra hairs on my chest!

anthrogirl

[Raptor]

El

I understand: slim-pickins in the auto industry. When I was drag racing, the degree of barbarism among the guys never ceased to amaze me. Of course, this is a generalization...
I think my experience in that realm put a few extra hairs on my chest!

anthrogirl

It sounds like you have quite an interesting life. Drag Racing, Chinese Medicine, etc. I'm moving to Oregon!!

[Gilgaron]

If I had my life to live over again I'd been a LOT more picky and would have learned to enjoy being alone.
That has been my approach so far. Not always fun, but it is okay.

Here's something for you, Jimmy: http://www.machall.com/index.php?strip_id=260

[Jimmy Higgins]

I thought the idea of lolling about the house in soiled skivvies, scratching one's bits was the equivalent to nirvana (not the band) for most guys.

Or is he wanting a wife because he can't make a path through the empties and the Taco Bell wrappers anymore?
Wow! It's amazing how right on that was. All I want is a piece of meat with a feather duster. I mean, why in the world would I possibly want anyone that would have the same interests that I'd have. I mean why would I want that piece of meat to be as intelligent or *gasp* even more intelligent than I, to be able to share insight with one another? Couldn't have that, it would bruise my manly ego. Wouldn't want the piece of meat to be athletic. Who'd do the vacuuming when I ran or cycled and what harm would come to my self-esteem if the piece of meat was faster than me? The manly shame I'd feel.

I mean being a man obviously means I don't know how to keep my house clean or how to cook good meals. I need a piece of meat to do that for me while I watch professional wrestling on my Home Theater System in the basement. And then I could have the piece of meat do my laundry, which I couldn't possibly handle on my own. And when it was time to go to bed, I could put the piece of meat in the closet and let it out come morning time to clean the bathroom when I was done getting prepared for work.

A lot of other thoughts and responses are coming to my mind, such as:

...nevermind.

[Da Lone-Warrior]

Elysian:I've seen your picture and you're not ugly.

Gil:Nice Comic, looks like an asian version of the Boon-Docks where the main characters are young adults instead of children.

dlw

[studyhound]

Oh ya Jimmy

BBBZZZZZzzzzzzzzz.........

(studyhound buzzing off) :hehe:

[elysian]

Wow! It's amazing how right on that was. All I want is a piece of meat with a feather duster. I mean, why in the world would I possibly want anyone that would have the same interests that I'd have. I mean why would I want that piece of meat to be as intelligent or *gasp* even more intelligent than I, to be able to share insight with one another? Couldn't have that, it would bruise my manly ego. Wouldn't want the piece of meat to be athletic. Who'd do the vacuuming when I ran or cycled and what harm would come to my self-esteem if the piece of meat was faster than me? The manly shame I'd feel.

I mean being a man obviously means I don't know how to keep my house clean or how to cook good meals. I need a piece of meat to do that for me while I watch professional wrestling on my Home Theater System in the basement. And then I could have the piece of meat do my laundry, which I couldn't possibly handle on my own. And when it was time to go to bed, I could put the piece of meat in the closet and let it out come morning time to clean the bathroom when I was done getting prepared for work.

A lot of other thoughts and responses are coming to my mind, such as:

...nevermind.


Thank you for putting a healthy dint in my cynicism!

I would have been vilified had you agreed with me, as though there is nothing wrong with men who need instructions to properly use toilet paper. The fact that you are raging against that stereotype made my day!

Intelligent men exist!

[Da Lone-Warrior]

And even more importantly nice guys have been kept from extinction on various reservations where they are given fishing rights, corn and occasional rations by the outside world!

dlw

[Gideon Brown]

And even more importantly nice guys have been kept from extinction on various reservations where they are given fishing rights, corn and occasional rations by the outside world!

That's right! Unfortunately, we prefer being single for now. :smile:

[elysian]

That's right! Unfortunately, we prefer being single for now. :smile:

If by some highly unlikely development I outlive my husband I will most certainly NOT seek a replacement. Cats are better conversation and companionship.

He's 12 years older than me. We go to the same doctor. The doctor jokes to him "you're in a lot better shape than your wife." He drinks beer and smokes like there's no tomorrow, yet he has lower than normal cholesterol and borderline low blood pressure.

I try to go for healthy "clean living" but have a laundry list of chronic health problems (including severe hypertension) that continue to get worse.

Go figure. :lol:

[Da Lone-Warrior]

That's right! Unfortunately, we prefer being single for now. :smile:

I remember in college in USAmerican history class, we were watching Ken Burns, "Civil War Series" and had just heard the letter from the soldier to his wife. Afterwards, some of the females in the class sighed and said something to the effect of where men like that are nowadays, and the class clown(yours truly) quickly quipped something about the good ones always already being taken(or being more likely to get killed early from spending too much time/energy crafting love poems instead of learning how to kill other people.).

But now I guess that showed me, huh.

dlw

[Da Lone-Warrior]

If by some highly unlikely development I outlive my husband I will most certainly NOT seek a replacement. Cats are better conversation and companionship.

He's 12 years older than me. We go to the same doctor. The doctor jokes to him "you're in a lot better shape than your wife." He drinks beer and smokes like there's no tomorrow, yet he has lower than normal cholesterol and borderline low blood pressure.

I try to go for healthy "clean living" but have a laundry list of chronic health problems (including severe hypertension) that continue to get worse.

Go figure. :lol:

So I s'pose getting a new husband probably wouldn't help with the severe hypertension, aye?

dlw

[elysian]

So I s'pose getting a new husband probably wouldn't help with the severe hypertension, aye?

dlw

Probably not. For me there is a strong genetic component to it as well, so even if my life were "stress-free" I'd likely still need medication to keep my blood pressure controlled. My grandmother had five brothers: four out of the five died in their mid-thirties of stroke. My grandmother got treatment for her high blood pressure- she is 88 years old and doing quite fine. Her brothers did not- and admittedly they all indulged in rather wild lifestyles- drinking, carousing, smoking, all that. Her youngest brother didn't live to be elderly either- he died at the age of 66. Both of my parents have it as well though they didn't need medication until they were in their forties. Neither of my sisters have it- yet. I have been on medication consistently since I was 26 but first started having serious problems with it when I was pregnant. They are in their late thirties. I am 35.

I'm not blaming my husband for my inherited traits or illnesses that pretty much began in my childhood. I was born with many inherent weaknesses and then caught all sorts of childhood illnesses such as pneumonia (numerous times) and rheumatic fever (once is quite enough.) The after effects of those illnesses only aggravated things further. Those things are not his fault but I will say that the aggravation of dealing with a "high maintenance" individual certainly does not help.

Even if you do all the "right" things if you are genetically predisposed to hypertension you will likely need medication in addition to lifestyle changes such as correct (low fat- low sodium- high fiber) diet, exercise, maintaining a healthy weight, not smoking, etc. While those things certainly help for me they are simply not enough though they do reduce the amount of meds I have to take to maintain.

:wink:

[Jimmy Higgins]

Jimmy

don't fret 'lil camper! Just because you're quickly approaching middle-age, and staring straight in the face of eternal solitude doesn't mean that you must be unhappy.
Don't worry about the fact that six more years of school and hundreds of thousands of dollars in student loan debt greatly decreases your desirablity as a wife
EGAD! That's alot of money. Can't say I share that burden... though that's because I decided not to make with my masters because of financial considerations. Though I am pondering getting a law degree to go with my engineering degree. That wouldn't be very cheap. And personally, I think I'd make a terrible wife.


You know--and by the time you finally do earn your PhD, all of your eggs will have dried up; hey, there's always adoption. It's okay to adopt a child just in order to have somebody to love, right? Oh, wait, I think I may have personalized this too much. Dont'cha just love how intelligence is so rewarded in this country? :ahem: How all the men and women just flock to be with the smart ones. And most people love to talk about intellectual issues. It always makes you the center of attention... hey wait a sec... no it doesn't. :frown:


Sorry, jim-jim-jimmy. You're wicked cool. Remember, less is more.

:flowers: Awww shucks. Sadly, I don't have a vase for the flowers, so I'll just put them aside and let them die peacefully, just like my love life. :teeth: Hey... that wasn't funny... :blush:

[Da Lone-Warrior]

Probably not. For me there is a strong genetic component to it as well, so even if my life were "stress-free" I'd likely still need medication to keep my blood pressure controlled. My grandmother had five brothers: four out of the five died in their mid-thirties of stroke. My grandmother got treatment for her high blood pressure- she is 88 years old and doing quite fine. Her brothers did not- and admittedly they all indulged in rather wild lifestyles- drinking, carousing, smoking, all that. Her youngest brother didn't live to be elderly either- he died at the age of 66. Both of my parents have it as well though they didn't need medication until they were in their forties. Neither of my sisters have it- yet. I have been on medication consistently since I was 26 but first started having serious problems with it when I was pregnant. They are in their late thirties. I am 35.

I'm not blaming my husband for my inherited traits or illnesses that pretty much began in my childhood. I was born with many inherent weaknesses and then caught all sorts of childhood illnesses such as pneumonia (numerous times) and rheumatic fever (once is quite enough.) The after effects of those illnesses only aggravated things further. Those things are not his fault but I will say that the aggravation of dealing with a "high maintenance" individual certainly does not help.

Even if you do all the "right" things if you are genetically predisposed to hypertension you will likely need medication in addition to lifestyle changes such as correct (low fat- low sodium- high fiber) diet, exercise, maintaining a healthy weight, not smoking, etc. While those things certainly help for me they are simply not enough though they do reduce the amount of meds I have to take to maintain.

:wink:

I'm sorry to hear all that.

Thank God for your faith!

dlw

[Da Lone-Warrior]

EGAD! That's alot of money. Can't say I share that burden... though that's because I decided not to make with my masters because of financial considerations. Though I am pondering getting a law degree to go with my engineering degree. That wouldn't be very cheap. And personally, I think I'd make a terrible wife.

Dont'cha just love how intelligence is so rewarded in this country? :ahem: How all the men and women just flock to be with the smart ones. And most people love to talk about intellectual issues. It always makes you the center of attention... hey wait a sec... no it doesn't. :frown:



It doesn't help that the tenure system in the US academic system is designed under the premise that professors have a non-working spouse.

dlw

[Da Lone-Warrior]

Here is the letter written by Maj. Sullivan Ballou to his wife shortly before he was killed in the Battle of Bull Run. It was read by Garrison Keillor in Ken Burn's documentary, "The Civil War".

My very dear Sarah:

The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days-perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.

Our movement may be one of a few days' duration and full of pleasure-and it may be one of sever conflict and death to me. Not my will, but thine O God, be done. If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the Government, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing-perfectly willing-to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt.

But my dear wife, when I know that with my own joys I lay down nearly all of yours, and replace them in this life with cares and sorrows- when, after having eaten for long years the bitter fruit of orphanage myself, I must offer it as their only sustenance to my dear little children-is it weak or dishonorable, while the banner of my purpose floats calmly and proudly in the breeze, that my unbounded love for you, my darling wife and children, should struggle in fierce, though useless, contest with my love of country?

I cannot describe to you my feelings on this calm summer night, when two thousand men are sleeping around me, many of them enjoying the last, perhaps, before that of death-and I, suspicious that Death is creeping behind me with his fatal dart, am communing with God, my country, and thee.

I have sought most closely and dilligently, and often in my breast, for a wrong motive in thus hazarding the happiness of those I loved and I could not find one. A pure love of my country and of the principles I have often advocated before the people and "the name of honor that I love more than I fear death" have called upon me, and I have obeyed.

Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on with all these chains to the battlefield.

The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them so long. And hard as it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us. I have, I know, but few and small claims upon Divine Providence, but something whispers to me-perhaps it is the wafted prayer of my little Edgar-that I shall return to my loved ones unharmed. If I do not, my dear Sarah, never forget how much I love you, and when my last breath escapes me on the battle-field, it will whisper your name.

Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have oftentimes been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with all the misfortune of this world, to shild you and my children from harm. But I cannot. I must watch you from the spirit land and hover near you, while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more.

But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night-amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours-always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.

Sarah, do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again.

As for my little boys, they will grow as I have done, and never know a father's love and care. Little Willie is too young to remember me long, and my blue-eyed Engar will keep my frolics with him among the dimmer memories of his childhood. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care and your development of their characters. Tell my two mothers his and hers I call God's blessing upon them. O Sarah, I wait for you there! Come to me, and lead thither my children.

Sullivan.

dlw: I wish we could feel as passionate attachment to our country as Sullivan expresses in this letter.

dlw