53 yrs ago, English class, asking someone to open a window and just about the whole class chanted ‘Bobby will open it for you’! FF a cpl weeks, Dad and I watching Around the World in 80 Days, me watching headlights pass about every 10 minutes, then a knock at the door, Dad answered, shut the door and said do you know a Bob? He asked me to go eat pizza, Dad said sure!!!(shocking, my Dad was retired military, not how you ask my daughter out!) when we went to pay he was three cents short. I didn’t take time to grab my purse, no change under the car seats-we left and he returned the next day to pay the 3cents!
Here we sit, 2 kids, 4 grandkids later and I thank my Dad everyday for saying ‘Sure, but next time, come during the day and ask her properly’.
We aim to be married as long as Jimmy and Rosalyn Carter, God willing...just 22 more yrs to go.
When I was in college I went to dinner with a man from Zimbabwe and was stunned when every white head turned to stare at the white girl walking in with a black man. That’s the only thing that I remember from that dinner.
In college, a classmate set me up with a date. I asked her if he was tall and she said yes. I should have known, she was very short so he seemed tall to her. He was NOT! We all had a good laugh.
This is for E. Jean- happy to see the DOJ has made a very correct reversal paving the way for a January Trial of the orange, criminal; aka DJTrump. You go girl!
Who ever wrote & then hid their comment...trump is already getting enough money from his supporters; who for some reason think a billionaire needs their money. Just saying.
In high school, many many years ago, there was a really nice boy, Stan, who had asked me to go out with him several times. I liked him but was not interested in dating him. However, he kept asking so finally I agreed to go on a date with him. I don’t even remember where we went or what we did. He drove me home around 11:30 and I said good night. But, as he was leaving, he backed his car into the metal mailbox post at the end of our driveway. He got out of the car to take a look. I walked down the driveway towards him to tell him it was alright and not to worry about it. He, though, wouldn’t hear of that! He opened his trunk, took out a sledgehammer from his toolbox (he was a farm kid and a beginner carpenter) and began banging the hammer against the metal post over and over again trying to straighten it out. The noise was deafening!
It only took a few minutes before my dad opened his bedroom window and yelled, “What in the Sam Hill is going on out there?” Stan stopped hammering and I told him he had better go home. I explained what had happened to my dad and went to bed.
The next day, much to my surprise, Stan stopped at my house to apologize and give my dad $10 for a new mailbox post. As I said, Stan was a very thoughtful and nice guy- just not my type. That was a first and only date.
Not MY date, but my parents met on a blind date on Friday the 13th 1946 and were married the end of November. So Friday the 13th is a lucky day in our family. When my second husband and I got together, I was married to someone else, but he was in jail. Rick and I moved in together, because really there were no impediments to our way of thinking. My mom referred to him as her “friend in law”. My soon-to-be husband’s maiden aunt referred to me as “oh HER”. She eventually warmed up to me.
At risk of spoiling "the mood" by shifting into problem-solving mode: I use Gmail exclusively for all personal communication, including for my subscription. I can create an email in Gmail with a subject line by initiating a brand-new message, but when replying to one the subject line doesn't show at all and I'm thus unable to write into it. This is unlike, say, Outlook, which I use at work and in which I can add to, alter, or change completely what the original writer has put in the subject field. For instance, I can change "Our first knitting group" to "I'll be there" in Outlook, but not in Gmail. Thus I suspect my two replies - I answered both the first with the date in June and the second with the corrected date - may have gone unnoticed. No "I'll be there" in the subject line, no Zoom invitation to the party. Neither I nor my programmer spouse can find a work-around for this in Gmail since the last Chrome update. Dang.
53 yrs ago, English class, asking someone to open a window and just about the whole class chanted ‘Bobby will open it for you’! FF a cpl weeks, Dad and I watching Around the World in 80 Days, me watching headlights pass about every 10 minutes, then a knock at the door, Dad answered, shut the door and said do you know a Bob? He asked me to go eat pizza, Dad said sure!!!(shocking, my Dad was retired military, not how you ask my daughter out!) when we went to pay he was three cents short. I didn’t take time to grab my purse, no change under the car seats-we left and he returned the next day to pay the 3cents!
Here we sit, 2 kids, 4 grandkids later and I thank my Dad everyday for saying ‘Sure, but next time, come during the day and ask her properly’.
We aim to be married as long as Jimmy and Rosalyn Carter, God willing...just 22 more yrs to go.
When I was in college I went to dinner with a man from Zimbabwe and was stunned when every white head turned to stare at the white girl walking in with a black man. That’s the only thing that I remember from that dinner.
In college, a classmate set me up with a date. I asked her if he was tall and she said yes. I should have known, she was very short so he seemed tall to her. He was NOT! We all had a good laugh.
This is for E. Jean- happy to see the DOJ has made a very correct reversal paving the way for a January Trial of the orange, criminal; aka DJTrump. You go girl!
Who ever wrote & then hid their comment...trump is already getting enough money from his supporters; who for some reason think a billionaire needs their money. Just saying.
In high school, many many years ago, there was a really nice boy, Stan, who had asked me to go out with him several times. I liked him but was not interested in dating him. However, he kept asking so finally I agreed to go on a date with him. I don’t even remember where we went or what we did. He drove me home around 11:30 and I said good night. But, as he was leaving, he backed his car into the metal mailbox post at the end of our driveway. He got out of the car to take a look. I walked down the driveway towards him to tell him it was alright and not to worry about it. He, though, wouldn’t hear of that! He opened his trunk, took out a sledgehammer from his toolbox (he was a farm kid and a beginner carpenter) and began banging the hammer against the metal post over and over again trying to straighten it out. The noise was deafening!
It only took a few minutes before my dad opened his bedroom window and yelled, “What in the Sam Hill is going on out there?” Stan stopped hammering and I told him he had better go home. I explained what had happened to my dad and went to bed.
The next day, much to my surprise, Stan stopped at my house to apologize and give my dad $10 for a new mailbox post. As I said, Stan was a very thoughtful and nice guy- just not my type. That was a first and only date.
Oh excellent! 😂
Not MY date, but my parents met on a blind date on Friday the 13th 1946 and were married the end of November. So Friday the 13th is a lucky day in our family. When my second husband and I got together, I was married to someone else, but he was in jail. Rick and I moved in together, because really there were no impediments to our way of thinking. My mom referred to him as her “friend in law”. My soon-to-be husband’s maiden aunt referred to me as “oh HER”. She eventually warmed up to me.
At risk of spoiling "the mood" by shifting into problem-solving mode: I use Gmail exclusively for all personal communication, including for my subscription. I can create an email in Gmail with a subject line by initiating a brand-new message, but when replying to one the subject line doesn't show at all and I'm thus unable to write into it. This is unlike, say, Outlook, which I use at work and in which I can add to, alter, or change completely what the original writer has put in the subject field. For instance, I can change "Our first knitting group" to "I'll be there" in Outlook, but not in Gmail. Thus I suspect my two replies - I answered both the first with the date in June and the second with the corrected date - may have gone unnoticed. No "I'll be there" in the subject line, no Zoom invitation to the party. Neither I nor my programmer spouse can find a work-around for this in Gmail since the last Chrome update. Dang.
I didn’t receive zoom link either
I did not receive a zoom link
What happened to the zoom link for the Knit- Along? Thanks
My first date with my ex-husband was an utter disaster. Not sure why I didn't end it right there, LOL
So bummed that I'm in an inconvenient time zone (Europe). Hopefully another time!
But it was 17.00 GMT. I replied to the email for the zoom link but nothing happened. So disappointed and ready to knit!!
I replied "I'll be there" but no zoom link has appeared!
I was not smart enough to negotiate an answer to RSVP to the knitting lesson at 12:00 and 12:45 today. Is this the correct place to reply ??
This morning I was on the Zoom call until 37 minutes in then I lost the connection! Was anyone else cut off or did I just click the wrong button?
Will there be another knitting Zoom call? It was so much fun, I'm ordering my supplies now for the next one!