This is not a journal! Or a diary!

I've reached a point where I forgave someone from my past that I never thought I'd forgive. I'm going soft with age I reckon. I don't just try to hate people for over a decade but sometimes it just happens. But, we're both adults now and I'm not mad anymore. Long story short, we're about to break up and she says she's pregnant and she goes back up North where she's from and we lost contact and for like 5 years I thought we had a kid together and then 6 years ago she comes back and I confronted her and found out she wasn't ever pregnant after all and it was all just lies. I was relieved and I wasn't mad anymore. Now she's married and trying to have a kid and I actually wish her the best. I'm not bitter anymore. For a long time I never knew what ever went with her or the kid she led me to believe she was gonna have and I didn't have any way of finding her up there when I wasn't even sure what state she was from anyway and the people she knows down here wouldn't tell me anything. But I found out the truth and she apologized and we moved on. Her and the wife are friends on facebook and apparently she's miscarried several times and just having a rough time. God, I feel so bad for her. I really honestly hope it happens for her.
 

Hoppy

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Ok so lately I've been helping the new guy a work quite a bit. 20 years old, fresh out of machinist school, and nobody wanted to tell him how to do anything.

Good for you.

One thing I've always wanted to learn how to do was fitting and turning, but my father always refused to allow me to learn. If I do try something he always interferes and get upset. I've managed to turn a few shafts when his back was turned, but I've never done a milling job. Which is rather silly since we have 4 milling machines standing unused in the workshop, and two lathes.

But I am a very good woodworker, and a competent blacksmith.

Oh, and we've got a gate at work I welded with the oxy-acetylene to practice. I did once played with a tig welder, but not enough.

About your grandparents:

One piece of advice I've read once and try to follow myself.

If you do offer help, make a specific offer. "I will cut your grass for you.", "I will come to wash your windows." or "we will clean out the garage."

The idea is that you allow him his independence, but try to make life easier for him.

I am sorry about it, Alzheimer's never have positive aspects.
 
Good for you.

One thing I've always wanted to learn how to do was fitting and turning, but my father always refused to allow me to learn. If I do try something he always interferes and get upset. I've managed to turn a few shafts when his back was turned, but I've never done a milling job. Which is rather silly since we have 4 milling machines standing unused in the workshop, and two lathes.

But I am a very good woodworker, and a competent blacksmith.

Oh, and we've got a gate at work I welded with the oxy-acetylene to practice. I did once played with a tig welder, but not enough.

About your grandparents:

One piece of advice I've read once and try to follow myself.

If you do offer help, make a specific offer. "I will cut your grass for you.", "I will come to wash your windows." or "we will clean out the garage."

The idea is that you allow him his independence, but try to make life easier for him.

I am sorry about it, Alzheimer's never have positive aspects.


There's a big demand for woodworkers and blacksmiths. Sometimes once in a while I'll use basic blacksmiths skills on the job, like taking the temper out of steel or tempering it, for example. I wish I was good at woodworking. I whittled some napkin rings for the wife's friend this week. Nothing special, just a piece of maple wood that I carved with my pocket knife. I want to learn how to make cabinets one day or maybe a jewelry box made out of different kinds of light and dark wood in like a pattern or something. Finally! Another dude who can oxy gas weld! Awesome! Maybe an old way of doing it but it still works as good as ever, huh? As for the old people, I'll try that. Maybe it'll work.
 
For some reason i just don't feel like posting much anymore. I never have anything of value to discuss, not that i ever did in the first place. Just hit a low i reckon.
 
For some reason i just don't feel like posting much anymore.
^Maybe you just need a little break from it?

I never have anything of value to discuss, not that i ever did in the first place. Just hit a low i reckon.
^I have to object here!
I for one do testify that your above comment is totally false. As I am sure there are others in here that would agree with me that they too, have and still do enjoy reading your.....um "non-journal" & "non-diary". :thumbup:
Please keep posting in this thread jc. (whenever you are back in the mood to do so in the future)
 

Steiner

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For some reason i just don't feel like posting much anymore. I never have anything of value to discuss, not that i ever did in the first place. Just hit a low i reckon.

I've been feeling like this a lot lately.
 
This year I'm actually looking forward to the holidays for some reason. Thanksgiving and Christmas. Without my mom and stepdad involved it will be much nicer this year. They get into the consumerism way too much. Me, i like the simpler things around them times. I like having time off work to be with the wife and kids and get in some much-needed hunting time. Most of the time any more i get to where ill be hunting and leave the gun in my truck. Don't tell nobody i do that though, its to be our little secret so SHhh! At this point in my life i'd rather just have a nice walk in the woods on a clear, cold day. I'm not anti hunting these days but i don't get the enjoyment out of it that i did a long time ago. Thanksgiving at my house has the whole place smelling of homemade pie and meats and just all kinds of stuff that makes my mouth water. Thankfully before grandmaw got too bad off with alzheimer's she taught the wife how to make all that german food that she always made when i was a kid that i love so much. She makes it especially around the holidays and it takes me back to simpler times. After enjoying a great holiday meal like that i used to love getting a big chew of tobacco. That's pure sex right there: awesome dinner followed up by chewin tobaccer. I don't see a big commerciaized Christmas this year either. A big dinner and a few thoughtful gifts and enjoying being with family. I like that better than mounds of presents and cards. I reckon i just got hit with a nostalgic mood or somethin but I'm really lookin forward to the holidays :)
 
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^Maybe you just need a little break from it?


^I have to object here!
I for one do testify that your above comment is totally false. As I am sure there are others in here that would agree with me that they too, have and still do enjoy reading your.....um "non-journal" & "non-diary". :thumbup:
Please keep posting in this thread jc. (whenever you are back in the mood to do so in the future)

What i meant was i never have anything helpful to say about SA or anything, but just try to be encouraging to people here. I'm not leaving but i hate that i never really have anything constructive to say when somebodys really having a bad time. I reckon i should've worded it that way.
 

Kiwong

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What i meant was i never have anything helpful to say about SA or anything, but just try to be encouraging to people here. I'm not leaving but i hate that i never really have anything constructive to say when somebodys really having a bad time. I reckon i should've worded it that way.

A kind word or two goes a long way Jc. Your encouragement is helpful.
 
I just watched a movie called Bad Company. It's from the mid 90's but the plot and story line was so cutting edge for the times and the graphics seem all but impeccable. Just my kind of movie, lots of espionage, sex, murder, and everybody playing an angle. Definitely a favorite!
 
Earlier while on the phone with the wife she told me she ordered me a work bench for the garage and a new dremel tool. The work bench has steel storage drawers and a power strip for electric stuff, florescent lights, and a peg board to hang wrenches and stuff from. I'm ecstatic to say the least. I suspect she got tired of me cleaning guns and rebuilding starter motors on her kitchen table.
 
:banghead:

Ya know,... underneath it all,... we people are still animals. We have some very animalistic traits sometimes even though we try to hide it. Its almost bred out of us but at the same time you can look all around and see it. And if you look real closely, sometimes you'll even catch yourself showing certain tendencies.

God. I've too many thoughts rolling around in my empty head to put into words right now.
 
Seriously! How many times can she drop something and have to pick it up in front of me? Without bending knees! I get it! Ugh!

The bad thing is this girl works on the other side of the factory. Different department. Yet for some reason her body language is coming on strong. Every now and then we will be around each other and it's VERY noticeable. The lunch room don't have to be crowded but she'll find an excuse to rub up against me. Rear to my front if i don't move. At first i kinda thought it was cute like "aww... :) she likes me. How sweet" now its like her breeding season or something! And she's cute is the bad thing. Real cute. Hell far even other people have brought it up to me. And she ain't never said nothin out of the way at all, just the animal-in-heat body language. I've even watched to see if she did it to others here and she don't. Looks like a mare horse when she's ready to breed. That's what it reminds me of. And i like her, that's the bad part. She's a sweet girl. Above average intelligent too. And pretty. Real purdy :cool: and i have to admit that on some levels i do think she's attractive. It'd be a huge lie if i said I'm repulsed by her cause i ain't. I just want to somehow let her down easy. Like "i like you as a coworker and you're nice but .... what you want to happen ... it ain't gonna happen." I don't wanna hurt feelings or nothing but I'm not about to ruin my marriage. The shit thing is that she is enjoyable to be around. I enjoy listening to her ideas and perspective. I don't wanna ruin that but the cavewoman breeding rituals gotta stop. This is waaayy too much bad boy for her. And I'm happily taken. :banghead:
 
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