Non-politics and irreligious thread for Jersey Girl
Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2021 1:37 am
Frank the Tank would often propitiously bellow, “You my boy, Blue!”, at his favorite pledge in Old School, and thus I too bellow, “You my girl, Jersey!” And so, in the spirit of the board’s liberté, égalité, and fraternité spirit I’ll offer a respite from our ‘forever war’ and just chit chat.
My wife and I just put the bow on the sale of our SLC residence and have landed in Small Town, USA here in a corner of Utah. After her sister’s death in February, and some subsequently hurtful behavior from her brother who we showed nuthin’ but love, we went for a walk in SoCal. During the hike we talked extensively about a variety of things going on inside our brains and inside our hearts. This was really my first hike where I didn’t really have a goal in mind, I just needed to be on the trail, as did she. We walked up mountains, through snow, deserts, wind storms that made my balls find refuge in my chest cavity, saw a guy get a gun pulled on him, met trail hobos, a dude who believes in lizard people, made friends with the most balanced out woman we’ve ever known, talked with trail angels, stayed in a teepee, and a few other things I can’t quite recall as I’m tapping away on my tablet in a hotel room. Throughout our literal ups and downs we discussed and then decided to turn the volume down and move to this place.
Unfortunately our general contractor overseeing the reno either had a hard time getting subs lined up or we weren’t a priority and upon seeing a house still semi-gutted we found ourselves renting a room for the week, possibly more. I jacked up my back in the move and she jacked up a knee. So, between dealing with life and death and not being able to occupy our place we both sort of hit an emotional wall today. Luckily there’s a respectably priced dispensary nearby so my lay-dee is chillin’ and playing Animal Crossing, and I’m on a couch with some Animal Planet on while I do this. Not gonna lie, I had a small amount of thc (about 3.5 mg) and 10 mg of cbd and I feel alright. If there ever were a time where my wife and I would’ve drank ourselves into a stupor it would’ve been today after seeing that house in that unfinished state, but I’m happy to report my 4+ years of no drinking is still in tact - ditto with my wife.
So. Yeah. If you feel like posting something that isn’t political or religious, the floor is yours.
- Doc
My wife and I just put the bow on the sale of our SLC residence and have landed in Small Town, USA here in a corner of Utah. After her sister’s death in February, and some subsequently hurtful behavior from her brother who we showed nuthin’ but love, we went for a walk in SoCal. During the hike we talked extensively about a variety of things going on inside our brains and inside our hearts. This was really my first hike where I didn’t really have a goal in mind, I just needed to be on the trail, as did she. We walked up mountains, through snow, deserts, wind storms that made my balls find refuge in my chest cavity, saw a guy get a gun pulled on him, met trail hobos, a dude who believes in lizard people, made friends with the most balanced out woman we’ve ever known, talked with trail angels, stayed in a teepee, and a few other things I can’t quite recall as I’m tapping away on my tablet in a hotel room. Throughout our literal ups and downs we discussed and then decided to turn the volume down and move to this place.
Unfortunately our general contractor overseeing the reno either had a hard time getting subs lined up or we weren’t a priority and upon seeing a house still semi-gutted we found ourselves renting a room for the week, possibly more. I jacked up my back in the move and she jacked up a knee. So, between dealing with life and death and not being able to occupy our place we both sort of hit an emotional wall today. Luckily there’s a respectably priced dispensary nearby so my lay-dee is chillin’ and playing Animal Crossing, and I’m on a couch with some Animal Planet on while I do this. Not gonna lie, I had a small amount of thc (about 3.5 mg) and 10 mg of cbd and I feel alright. If there ever were a time where my wife and I would’ve drank ourselves into a stupor it would’ve been today after seeing that house in that unfinished state, but I’m happy to report my 4+ years of no drinking is still in tact - ditto with my wife.
So. Yeah. If you feel like posting something that isn’t political or religious, the floor is yours.
- Doc