Good morning!
I wanted to update you guys about my sister. I finally spoke to her and it seems as though, when she went out to watch the Super Bowl at a sports bar that she had never been to, someone slipped something into her drink. It didn't affect her until she left with some friends to go to someone's house to watch the second half of the game. Apparently, after consuming two drinks, she passed out for two days. Personally, I've never heard of a drug that would do that, but someone told me that the "date rape" drug would. Anyway, her friends kept her safe until she woke up. Her boyfriend was out of town and couldn't be reached and the friends didn't know any other number to call so they just took care of her until she was awake enough to drive home. I'd say that someone was watching over her Sunday.
So, I guess the moral to that story is to keep your drink well within eye shot...you just never know. It only takes a second to drop something into your drink...someone could tap you on your right shoulder and drop something into your drink in the second that you turn to see who just tapped you. Scary...isn't it?
Abby had another brain fart today. Some chick wrote in to say that she eloped to Vegas in 2001 and her husband STILL hasn't told his family that he is married and won't let the woman wear her rings when they visit the family. Abby said that they needed marriage couseling. DUH! I think she needs to find the wife from whom the man hasn't yet obtained a divorce. Obviously he is still married to someone else if he won't tell his family that he has become engaged, much less married, 5 years after the elopement.
They don't mention their ages, but I would think that a woman would have to be really young or really stupid to think that a man who has such little backbone is great husband material. I married one of those once. We actually eloped to Reno and then we went to his mother's house to tell her. We were standing on her doorstep and when she came to the door, my new groom said, "We just got married in Reno." Then he proceeded to run away, leaving me standing on the doorstep like a jack ass. The mother shouted to him, "At least she has the nerve to stand here and speak to me!"
The woman was perfectly reasonable and the two of us were both old enough to get married so why he felt the need to abscond was beyond me...but he did. He was another one of my "quiet and therefore mysterious" men who turned out to be too stupid to speak. For the life of me, I couldn't get him to comprehend why one doesn't play the king of spades until the ace has been played. He just didn't get it.
What a hoot that one was. He cheated too, but he wasn't smart enough to hide it for any length of time. He sent me on a wild goose chase one night while he supposedly stayed home with the baby. I came home before he expected me to and the baby was alone in the apartment. I took the baby to the neighbors house and went down the street to wait for him to come home. When he did, I walked in and acted like nothing was wrong. I asked him to check the baby, who should have been sleeping the entire time. When he came out of the nursery, his face was white. He said, "The baby is gone."
I laughed and said, "He couldn't have left alone, he's only 3 months old." Surely he didn't climb out the second story window and since the jack ass "hadn't left the apartment", the baby HAD to be there. So, I just acted like I didn't believe him. He began to freak out and I let him, for a little while anyway. That was fun for me.
I left him within a few weeks of that night and I've never seen him since. He was my first huge mistake but of course, I got a great son out of the marriage so I can't complain.
Well, my dog ate the trash and made one helluva mess outside so I have to go play trash lady AGAIN before the neighbors call the Health Department on me so I should go. I'll be back later.
Have a good day...and be careful!
Meg
I wanted to update you guys about my sister. I finally spoke to her and it seems as though, when she went out to watch the Super Bowl at a sports bar that she had never been to, someone slipped something into her drink. It didn't affect her until she left with some friends to go to someone's house to watch the second half of the game. Apparently, after consuming two drinks, she passed out for two days. Personally, I've never heard of a drug that would do that, but someone told me that the "date rape" drug would. Anyway, her friends kept her safe until she woke up. Her boyfriend was out of town and couldn't be reached and the friends didn't know any other number to call so they just took care of her until she was awake enough to drive home. I'd say that someone was watching over her Sunday.
So, I guess the moral to that story is to keep your drink well within eye shot...you just never know. It only takes a second to drop something into your drink...someone could tap you on your right shoulder and drop something into your drink in the second that you turn to see who just tapped you. Scary...isn't it?
Abby had another brain fart today. Some chick wrote in to say that she eloped to Vegas in 2001 and her husband STILL hasn't told his family that he is married and won't let the woman wear her rings when they visit the family. Abby said that they needed marriage couseling. DUH! I think she needs to find the wife from whom the man hasn't yet obtained a divorce. Obviously he is still married to someone else if he won't tell his family that he has become engaged, much less married, 5 years after the elopement.
They don't mention their ages, but I would think that a woman would have to be really young or really stupid to think that a man who has such little backbone is great husband material. I married one of those once. We actually eloped to Reno and then we went to his mother's house to tell her. We were standing on her doorstep and when she came to the door, my new groom said, "We just got married in Reno." Then he proceeded to run away, leaving me standing on the doorstep like a jack ass. The mother shouted to him, "At least she has the nerve to stand here and speak to me!"
The woman was perfectly reasonable and the two of us were both old enough to get married so why he felt the need to abscond was beyond me...but he did. He was another one of my "quiet and therefore mysterious" men who turned out to be too stupid to speak. For the life of me, I couldn't get him to comprehend why one doesn't play the king of spades until the ace has been played. He just didn't get it.
What a hoot that one was. He cheated too, but he wasn't smart enough to hide it for any length of time. He sent me on a wild goose chase one night while he supposedly stayed home with the baby. I came home before he expected me to and the baby was alone in the apartment. I took the baby to the neighbors house and went down the street to wait for him to come home. When he did, I walked in and acted like nothing was wrong. I asked him to check the baby, who should have been sleeping the entire time. When he came out of the nursery, his face was white. He said, "The baby is gone."
I laughed and said, "He couldn't have left alone, he's only 3 months old." Surely he didn't climb out the second story window and since the jack ass "hadn't left the apartment", the baby HAD to be there. So, I just acted like I didn't believe him. He began to freak out and I let him, for a little while anyway. That was fun for me.
I left him within a few weeks of that night and I've never seen him since. He was my first huge mistake but of course, I got a great son out of the marriage so I can't complain.
Well, my dog ate the trash and made one helluva mess outside so I have to go play trash lady AGAIN before the neighbors call the Health Department on me so I should go. I'll be back later.
Have a good day...and be careful!
Meg
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