' became expecting at age 12'
'nothing here I wouldn't say to my mother my wife at the table or to a kid'

I used to read to my grand daughter when she stays overnight. Now, I have her reading to me. Last night she stopped reading and showed me the next word rather than say it aloud. That word was 'pregnant'. I didn't know if she was unfamiliar with the word or what but when I said it out loud she giggled so I think she knew. But why stop reading ? It was only a pregnant mouse in the story of Martin's Mice. (Martin being a cat) The child only 9. Good times, funny times.

The word was taboo when I was growing up along with several other silly things.
Really hard growing up in my family compared to other families.
Mostly because my father was so old when he had me.
I mean this guy walked along side Moses.
I got whipped for popping a wheelie and peeling out on my bicycle.

Here's a friendly feller.

worth1 wrote: ↑Tue Feb 18, 2020 6:09 am The word was taboo when I was growing up along with several other silly things.
Really hard growing up in my family compared to other families.
Mostly because my father was so old when he had me.
I mean this guy walked along side Moses.
I got whipped for popping a wheelie and peeling out on my bicycle.

I remember the day my dad became enraged over a book of art my sister had brought home from school. Historic paintings in some of which semi nude people were portrayed . Fortunately, somehow, mother persuaded him that it was not porn so he didn't tear it up or confiscate it. Living with dad was harsh. I left home at 16, as soon as legally possible, to escape the repression. We did make up, however and I forgave him his hard ways when I was older and able to understand how he became that way. Dad was there for us when we needed help as adults. Sis hated him until and after he died. Mom hated him until she died. Sometimes I am grateful for what he taught me about morals but he might have done it in nicer ways.

My parents both had been married previously and it was a few years before they had me and my brother, so there was pretty much a 2-generation gap. And patience was not in my Dad's vocabulary either. He attempted to teach me how to drive a standard. To this day I simply can't do it. Traumatized would be an understatement. But he loved us as best he knew how. My grandfather was a stern harsh man so that's all he knew too. My son will be 40 this year, has a 1-1/2 year old and sometimes he reminds me of my father. I don't want to interfere so I have to chew on my lips and tongue. But it saddens me and I'm afraid he's going to alienate his kids too.

I think no I know I would have been better at raising a child at 40 than I would have at 20.

Better doesn't mean I would have been any good at it.

Truck making noise in front end.
Was up at 4:30 this morning with it jacked up to see what it was,'
It was a wheel bearing.
Drove truck to the shop to have fixed.
Call neighbor and she said her son was still asleep so no ride home till 8:30.
It was 7:30 and I decided I needed stuff from store the wrong direction.about a 1/2 mile round trip from where I was.
Did that and continued home which is about 1 1/2 miles.
Did it all in 30 minutes.
Temperature 37 degrees F with north breeze.
I had my reflective work vest on so I would be seen and walking on the side of the road you are supposed to walk on facing traffic.

Nice wide shoulder on that road. Be careful of idiots passing other drivers on it. I have seen cyclists badly injured and a young school child killed by drivers doing that. In these days of cell phones, don't count on anyone seeing you no matter what you are wearing. Good idea to walk on the correct side of the road so you can see them coming.

Firestone called me some time ago the truck was ready.
I asked them if they could come get me and they showed up minutes later.
So I didn't have to walk back to get my truck.
While I was there I applied for a $2,400 Firestone card and got it approved but paid my bill in cash.
But they knocked 50 dollars off the charge of fixing the truck for applying.
These are very nice honest people and local folks I see around town all the time anyway.

Always nice when you find someone you know and trust when you need them.

One thing I got out of this is I discovered something I can use for a welding turn table.
The front bearing hub for my truck is too expensive due to the anti lock break stuff but they have ones that are cheaper without it.
Like 33 dollars.
I can also think of a few other things I can do with this thing.
Why reinvent the wheel.

glad your walking found you safe at the end of the day. I have seen the traffic in Bastrop before. I was there again this winter for 4 days ( I was head chef and chief bottle washer by myself this year) and I couldn't believe how busy 71 was over last years traffic. crazy. I did get a treat at Bill's BBQ though. that was fabulous.

Clkeiper wrote: ↑Sat Feb 22, 2020 8:32 am glad your walking found you safe at the end of the day. I have seen the traffic in Bastrop before. I was there again this winter for 4 days ( I was head chef and chief bottle washer by myself this year) and I couldn't believe how busy 71 was over last years traffic. crazy. I did get a treat at Bill's BBQ though. that was fabulous.

Yeah more and more people are moving out here because it is so nice and to get out of Austin.
When I moved here that freeway that is here with the overpasses was all stop lights.
I remember when it wasn't there at all.

Took the truck out on the highway today to go get a cast iron combo deep skillet I didn't get but got yet another fishing pole instead.
The noise I thought was tire nose wasn't tire noise it was that darn wheel bearing going out.

Worth, I think you have caught more fishing poles than caught fish now.

MissS wrote: ↑Sat Feb 22, 2020 4:18 pm Worth, I think you have caught more fishing poles than caught fish now.

Making up for the monetary poverty I lived in as a kid.
Yes it is a mental disorder I freely accept it.
My fishing pole I had as a kid broke at the handle and I fixed it with a piece of rebar and epoxy glue.

My buddy and I are going fishing tomorrow at the Granger lake spillway.

Changed mind we are going to Lake Fayette in La Grange never been there before either of us.

I understand the disorder. I have the same situation for a few things in my life. One of them being tomato seeds.

I saw this on the Louisiana Crabbing report page on FB and had to share.

As crabbing season approaches
Let’s make sure we know the 10 commandments of eating crabs

#1 When buying crabs, order mediums when you’re having guests over. Order larges for you and your better half. Order jumbos when ain’t nobody within 500 feet. And smalls are just rude

#2 Every picking style is both right and wrong. Legs first? Apron first? Butter knife? Mallet? Vinegar? Save your claws to the end? Just don’t wear a bib.

#3 Once you touch a crab, IT'S YOURS. None of this weighing-each-crab-with-your-hand stuff. Like the guy who guesses your weight at a carnival use your eyes, fatty

#4 With pizza, everyone gets the same number of slices. But with crabs, it’s like: 3...2...1...EVERYONE EAT AS MANY CRABS AS YOU CAN AND SCREW THOSE SLOW EATERS!!

#5 You’re being monitored. By everyone. Not cleaning your crab completely? You’ll get called out. Not eating your claws? You won’t be invited back.

#6 Don’t dare ask anyone to pick a crab for you. You pick crabs for yourself. If you’re a newbie, we’ll teach you ONCE, so pay attention. If you pull off a meaty backfin, show it off! If you cut yourself, keep eating. No tears

#7 If you leave the table to wash your hands, you become everyone’s personal slave until you’re back. Take orders, clear shells, get hair ties. Grab me another

#8 Crabs are just an appetizer. Three hours of snacks before you fire up the grill. Have some corn, shrimp, tomatoes, and Utz plain chips in the meantime.

#9 The last man/mom standing at the table gets bragging rights. “You guys done already?” she asks. Respect.

#10 If you’re invited to a crab feast, that means you’re special. We don’t just invite anybody over. It’s love. Be sure to say, “Good crabs!” or “Really full!” or “Lots of mustard!” even when they’re crap.

What other commandments am I missing?

Don't eat shell and all, you're not impressing anyone.