Where is the summer going?

Yes, the deer. Dinner sounds yummy. Dessert even yummier.

The dinner was good - the desert was better :-) Alas - no one in the family except me likes cheesecake. . . . I think chocolate amaretto (sp?) cheesecake rocks!

Oh Seandor we have another thing in common. Gosh I LOVE cheesecake of any kind....it is one of life's little pleasures.

Best cheesecake, like the best pizza, is found in NYC. Must be the mob guys at the bottom of the reservoirs.

The one called New York Cheesecake is heavenly and it's my favorite.

mmm.
sadly, too many of those little pleasures make me big - not a pleasure when i realize i outgrew last year's gardening shorts before this summer!

when i had my tonsils out 2 years ago, cheesecake was the best thing ever! i found out by accident, but it was way better than ice cream or jello.

amy
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I was definitely "older" when I had my tonsils out and had to stay in the hospital overnight. They brought me deep fried chicken with French fries - egads! It was quickly replace with a huge assortment of jellos and puddings. Wished they offered cheesecake!

Hope they didn't send the chicken and fries to the guy with the coronary bypass!

NO! He got the Eggs Benedict.

Fitting - since they just scrambled his innards.

yikes!
i had mine out at age 34 - but i wasn't in the hospital long enough for food. i was miserable for a month or so that summer, but i am glad i did it - i wish i'd have gotten it over with when i was a kid, though!

I had my tonsils out when I was 8. I grew up very poor, and I understood that if you had to stay in the hospital over Christmas, you would get really great presents. I was hoping for either a "Chatty Cathy" doll or an Etch-a-Scetch (there was no other possible way of acquiring these - Santa only delivered rich kid presents to rich kids . . .)

I was scheduled for the operation 2 days before Xmas - sure to get one of those presents! But out of the "goodness of their heart" I was sent home early so I could have Christmas with my family . . . . grrrrrrr.

My mom was feeling so sorry for me because she thought I was in a lot of pain. She bought REAL orange juice (this was really a luxury item - my mom had NEVER bought it before - or any other juice; there was no money for that. we didn't even drink milk - only for on cereal. Thirsty? get some water out of the tap).

My mom poured me a large glass of orange juice Christmas morning - my special treat. Need I say citric acid on an open wound in the throat is an experience to be avoided? My poor mom . . . she really meant well, and was trying her best to compensate for not staying in the hospital over Christmas . . . Ah . . . life on the tougher side of the tracks. . . .

Seander my DM & DH used to swap impoverished youth stories. It brought them so much closer. I used to love being the fly on the wall for those chats. It seems to me poverty without cruelty often results in strong, empathetic adults.

Well, it can make for interesting stories! It's like weddings . . . what can you say about a perfect wedding that's interesting? "It was sooooo perfect!" and then what?

But the story of the spider crawling up the brides veil . . . or that my DMiL was punctured in the middle of her forehead by a rose thorn when her youngest son's new bride tossed the bouquet.

Poor woman was so mortified - blood flowing down her forehead . . . . I swept her into the washroom of the hall, to stop the flow of the blood, while saying "Trust you to get stuck with all the pricks!" She laughed, and felt better :-)

You are tooo funny. Bet you have a great relationship with your mil.

Well, I did . . . She died in a few years ago . . . she was funny right to the end. Too many funny stories to relate . . .

Yeah, we lost mom a few years ago also, but it's great to have such memories. Your tonsil story triggered my nostalga. :) And, just to be clear, Victor I did not misplace my mom.

Never did get a Chatty Cathy or the Etch-A-Sketch or the mechano set, or the chemistry set, or the model of the 18th century British Navel vessel . . . or the new bike or the tennis lessons, or the riding lessons.

Instead, I learned how to entertain myself. I am seldom bored. :-)

Hee hee.

I said "entertain myself" what were YOU thinking, Victor???? (ROTFLMAO)

This message was edited Jul 25, 2007 9:48 AM

We all know what Victor was thinking!

Actually I was responding to daiseycat but I did consider making a comment on Michaela's 'hobbies'.

It's more fun as it appears, Victor.

It shows what you ladies are thinking!!

We caught it from you!

My, my, a body goes out to the garden for a few hours, and surprise surprise - returns to find more mischief. I love this thread.

I haven't visited this thread for a couple of days. It is definitely getting more interesting! LOL Back to the subect of the days of summer slipping by to fast. I wish it would slow down cause I'm slowing down. Just found out yesterday that the severe pain in my right knee is osteoarthritis - not LOL. I'm really bummed out but not surprised with my father's backgound - 6 knee replacements in his life. No Victor, he didn't have six knees!! Being a farmer he was hard on his knees and had 3 replacements on each knee. I had a cortisone shot and I'm hoping that will help cause anti-inflamatory meds. bother my reflux. I'm up very early this morning cause the pain woke me up - my Vicodin wore off. I can only take that at night and I only have a few left until the cortisone shot kicks in. Eleanor

Good luck, Eleanor! Good knees are a blessing for gardeners.

wow... I aggree with Eleanor... it's getting interesting.... you guys are really quick!!!!

ah lazy summer days are going away ... I still have not enjoyed my hammock yet!!!!

Eleanor, I sympathize. Aside from my back problems, I have a real bad right knee. I'm sure I'll need a replacement one day. Too many years of sports on concrete.

Revenge of the non-jocks! no sports injuries :-)

True but I've been hospitalized twice for gardening injuries.

What???? gardening is a high-risk hobby?

Ask the man who dropped the chain saw and beheaded his wife.

Ooh - when was that? That's dead heading taken to the extreme.

I'm laughing at your reply but not at the accident. It happened about two years ago.

Last summer or maybe in '05 a man in CT was cutting down his tree and the tree fell the wrong way and killed his four year old son.

Those are both horrible.

When a chain saw is being operated nobody but the operator of it should be outside and neighbors should be warned there will be tree work going on. It's much too dangerous.

Absolutely. I don't have one and don't intend to ever use one.

Gardening is dangerous!! Thursday evening (DH was away at a meeting) I was in my new garden, the one on the bank, when I accidently threw my trowel over the edge with some leaves. I was able to get the trowel but not without sliding halfway down the bank. It was quite a climb back up the slope (steepest part of course) with osetoarthritis in my knee!!! Lesson learned - don't throw anything over the bank with garden tools in your hand and scream for a neighbor to come to the rescue. I have nice neighbors but they would harrass me forever!! LOL Eleanor
p.s. I will not stay off the edge of the bank though!!