The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXVII: You're Welcome, Fuckers

Last night in bed we were talking about when we first started seeing each other. She reminded me of the time I said I didn’t have feelings for her. How I tried to push her away. I explained why for the tenth time. And then she said, “Look at you now with all of your feelings.”

She’s a bitch.
Thats how it goes. We have this self image of a loner, strong, independent, dont need nothin from no one.. emotionally fine, all the time. Then they show up, talk in ways that make sense, because they pay attention and you the same. Little things stop being "nice" or "thoughtful", but just become part of existence. You do because you want to do, not because its good. Emotions seep the the surface and start to flow, thoughtfully and bitterly honest, but its all good, because they pay attention and so do you. Conversations are no longer about getting words in, they flow with consideration and thought. Shit just isnt such a huge fucking deal anymore. More introspection and sharing for the sake of it. You learn more when you ask more questions. It isnt about how smart you are or trying to prove it, its about actual discovery and understanding. Its a good place, its contentment, happiness, challenging and easy all at the same time.

Its love, or thats what they call it at least. Putting a one word descriptor on it seems unfair. Its all about being yourself and getting that in return. Its fucking awesomeness is what it is. Im happy you get to experience it and sad that a lot of people wont. Once you're all good with yourself and find another who is good with themselves, shit works out. Still challenges and stress and all those things exist, but it all feels better when you're able to truly discuss it and not mask emotions anymore. I have a very similar relationship with my wife, except she was the hard one. Im just a fluffy cloud in bears clothing. Its nice. And congratulations on your win!
 
heat index today of around 107... I can only manage to be outdoors early and late, and even then not for too long before I get stomach cramps and aches in all my joints :eek:

been mad, with the blueberries suddenly ready, the beans and cukes still producing well (cukes like crazy), freezing, canning, and dropping the deck of the new mower trying to get the transmission belt back on where a stick got up in the front and flipped it off its pulley wheel. Deck was a doddle to remove and I got the front wheels up on old rims so I could work underneath easier, but couldn't budge the stuff all the tutorials said needed budging as it's new and been tightened using impact tools...

H went and bought more wrenches (we've got them all but they're not always put back in place *don't look at me, mate*) and he planned on dropping a part tomorrow so I could slip the belt back before he reconnected stuff. Luckily, his son dropped by this evening about something else and crawled under... with some persuasion from a pry-bar and a little jiggery pokery, he managed to get that sucker back in it groove! Saves us a LOT of bother.
 
Im debating a newer car. I dunno if have a cx5 now and its just not me but I need the room for kids.
Its not my dream car.. nor is a Mazda 3 hatch but fuck me they do look sexy.
 
got in the first corn of the season, yesterday, just 5 cobs though more are on the point of being ready

thunderstorm rolled through early this morning, mostly lots of heavy rain but by the time I went outdoors (about 9.30) the drive was dry; feels considerably cooler, as the humidity's dropped. *edit* well, it was cooler. Now, not so much :(

got the mower back together, gassed up and ready for H to take it out; was keeping a weather eye on his mum who was back out snipping and pulling at stuff in her flower bed.. just no holding her down. 102 and still stubborn :D god love her. Whatever makes her happy, right? At her age she can do what the hell she pleases :)
 
heat index of 107... advice: stay out of the sun, in an air-conditioned room, drink plenty of fluids... heat related illnesses may occur

so H is out there mowing :( hottest part of the day.

*shakes head* I don't think his hard-headedness is any coincidence given he shares the same day with his mum for their birthdays.
 
heat index of 107... advice: stay out of the sun, in an air-conditioned room, drink plenty of fluids... heat related illnesses may occur

so H is out there mowing :( hottest part of the day.

*shakes head* I don't think his hard-headedness is any coincidence given he shares the same day with his mum for their birthdays.
Hopefully he's wearing a hat!!
 
heat index of 107... advice: stay out of the sun, in an air-conditioned room, drink plenty of fluids... heat related illnesses may occur

so H is out there mowing :( hottest part of the day.

*shakes head* I don't think his hard-headedness is any coincidence given he shares the same day with his mum for their birthdays.
Please, let us know he's alright. This is so incredibly dangerous and it saddens me when people don't take heat exhaustion and heat stroke seriously. Just because you feel fine doesn't mean you are.
 
Please, let us know he's alright. This is so incredibly dangerous and it saddens me when people don't take heat exhaustion and heat stroke seriously. Just because you feel fine doesn't mean you are.
he came back in soon after I'd typed that. Yeah, he's fine. When we used to have the poly greenhouse up, he'd be working in it quite happily with outdoor temps around 100. It'd get so hot in there it blew the little hanging thermometer. When he visited me in the UK, it was a glorious british summer day, highs around 80 with a lovely sea breeze... we were walking on the pier and he was freezing in a short-sleeved shirt. We had to go buy him a long-sleeved sweatshirt!
 
Hopefully he's wearing a hat!!
a cap... wouldn't put on any sunscreen on his ears, just humoured me by pulling the cap band over the tip of his ears to shut me up. There's no changing his ways, he's too set in them. And he's a heat lover, his mum's from Texas and he spent years in Cali, soaking up the rays. Summer here just baout kills me.
 
Juttjaw, you are one of the wisest and most insightful posters on here. I always like reading you.
You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you.

I sorta think the same of you, kinda sorta a lot.
;)

I feel foolish using emojis.. But sometimes, they really capture the tone..
 
family over Sunday but the cooking load is shared... ribs, potato salad, slaw, corn cobs, devilled eggs, scotch eggs, and banana cream pudding

some of it will be store bought, cheating but wtf. H's son's bringing the ribs he'll be smoking and the potato salad, leaving me easy cooking of the corn and scotch eggs, all the rest cold. 👍
 
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