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  1. This happened to my kid. She never had an issue till high school, then all of the sudden she'd break out in hives and have trouble breathing after she ate chili or pulled pork. Took her for a bunch of (expensive) tests and they saw that she has an allergy but couldn't pinpoint why. A few years later, my kid was reading about it and found that tick bites can cause you to become allergic to meat. Her grandfather has a ranch in BFE where they go out hiking around, probably got it there. She has it under control pretty much, takes Benadryl with her everywhere and avoids things that set her off. She read that it can go away after a while, sometimes. Fingers crossed.
  2. I was visiting my dad and we got to talking about food we haven't had since my mom passed in 2007. I mentioned salmon patties and he got a look of pure ecstasy on his face. "ohh, your mom's salmon patties...". We'd always have them with mashed potatoes and white gravy. I told him when I was about 8-9 years old, I could see on the plate that there was only enough for me to get one patty. Dad always got two. I said I used to count down the days till they thought I was big enough for two. Sadly, by the time mom thought I was ready for two, I needed three LOL.
  3. 4-5 years ago, I tried the email route: Give me your out the door price on this car. Salesman said if I wasn't coming in to see the car, then he wasn't going to talk to me. I never heard from them again.
  4. So you want the entire board to go away?
  5. Every time I see someone at work who has brought their lunch in a tied off plastic grocery bag, it just makes me cringe. I can't explain it. Get a lunchbox, they're not expensive.
  6. Last time I ate subway was several years ago. I remember that I wasn't disgusted, but it felt like I wasn't eating real food. Like maybe I was served some fake food that they use on display at furniture stores.
  7. The worst part is watching him. He had a hell of a time coming out from the anesthesia and was acting weird. Crying out for help, not knowing where he was and then falling asleep again. I'm back at work today and my sister said he was telling old stories and then getting emotional about his father, who died in 1973. Then sleeping again. But he's doing better, ate some food. He'll have to go to skilled nursing for a while to get back on his feet (literally). He needs PT and someone to watch him during the day, as he's still weak from blood loss.
  8. Sometimes mom would make a big skillet of white gravy and a stack of toast. Then you tear up toast into pieces and pour the gravy all over it. I never thought about asking why there weren't biscuits, even though we had biscuits and gravy every so often.
  9. Test results are in: internal hemorrhoids and diverticulitis. Tomorrow, they're going to put in an implant for blood thinning, the Watchman? Also doing a little heart ablasion. Just a whole slew of shit.
  10. I'm pretty sure I haven't been to a theater in 8 years. Haven't missed it at all. Pretty sure that all of the theaters I used to go to are long gone now.
  11. I've already looked for his post in the divorce thread. Nothing yet, but it's coming.
  12. I was stone cold asleep when my phone rang at 0130, probably the deepest sleep from which I have been awakened unexpectedly. I saw my sister was the caller and I knew something bad had happened. Dad was taken to the heart hospital with chest pains and trouble breathing. He was sleeping, so I went down there a little later. He had a mild heart attack, caused by blood loss. Turns out he's seen some blood in his stool the last 3-4 days, off and on. He said he didn't say anything because "it went away". Please note that my dad was a medic in the military for 25+ years, then spen 17 years as a cardio-cath tech. So he should know better. He got a few units of blood and feels much better. He's getting scoped from every orafice in the next day or two to find the cause of the blood loss.
  13. Took my daughter's car in to get the A/C fixed, it took 3-4 days before they got to it. They called and said it was done, she picked it up and went to work that night. She called about 30 mins later to tell me it quit working again. I call the dealer in the morning and he says they can't get to it for a week, I said you told me it was fixed and took my money, you should prioritize my fucking car. They claimed that was just impossible. I never did business with them again.
  14. Man, this takes me back. My mom would go to the local western wear store to get me irregular jeans. Levi's made sure you had the "IRR" stamped on the back tag, too. And we had to get Levi's because the super cheap-o brands didn't have a long enough inseam for my gangly ass.
  15. I didn't grow up poor, but my parents did and they acted like we were poor as fuck too. Dad gets offended when I look back and call him cheap, I guess "frugal" would be the right word. I get it though. His dad built one of their houses out of old railroad ties. No indoor plumbing. Fried baloney was the first thing I ever learned to make by myself. We lived in military housing overseas, so no A/C at all and no central heat, just radiators. Eating out was a rare treat. I got hand me downs as well, but from my older sister. I thought the Hardy Boys were cool but perhaps her old Parker Stevenson iron-on t-shirt was a poor choice for an 8 year old boy.
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