Does anyone know a traditional Dutch blessing? Preferably one that would work for a wedding...
My Mom passed away 4 years ago and I'm getting married on Saturday. My fiance just brought up the fact that we should have some sort of a Dutch blessing to incorporate her into the ceremony and I really liked the idea. Of course my google-fu BLOWS tonight... HELP PLEASE!?!?
<social retard>I go to this bar, 45 Tchoup every Monday night to drink margaritas and play Trivia. When I got home I had a message from Melanie on my Facebook Wall: "did I see you go to 45 Tchoup? i didn't think anyone else knew about that bar. i live like across the street."
Melanie is smart and gorgeous and funny and I had a huge crush on her in high school. I'm not in a relationship and I'd really like to kiss her and smell her and buy her stuff. I can't come on too strong though, chicks hate that. How should I proceed?</social retard>
I have 2 weeks after my exam before I fly back home. I don't have a lot of money left so I can't go too far. I'm in England. Where should I go/what should I do?
1)Ireland 2)Lake District 3)Cornwall 4)Stay home and pack leisurely and chill and explore around the city 5)Other (non-srs answers always welcome! Actually I'm looking to do something a little unconventional for my last days here)
I've been trying to, recently--but I can only get up to 6 cups no matter what. And this is me sitting at my desk studying all day, with the water bottle right there. I don't think I can manage 4 if I'm out and about during the day.
Unrelatedly, what is your definition of happiness? What do you think when someone tells you they can never be happy? Ridiculous Y/N? Or is happiness overrated?
1. If you could wake up tomorrow being completely fluent in any 3 languages, but you had to sacrifice knowing English (and couldn't ever re-learn it), would you do it? Assume that you could move to another country if you so choose so English wouldn't be absolutely necessary for everyday communication.
2. Do you have access to a cassette player anywhere? Cars count. When's the last time you used one?
3. What sort of person do you think should have a 30" monitor? What about a Mac Pro? Do you think someone who just uses those things for MSN, internet browsing, and occasional gaming is out of their mind?
4. Do you have dimples?
5. Do you have anything from when you were an infant? (It doesn't count if your parents or whatever have it. I mean currently in your posession).
6. Would you refer to an SUV as a car or truck? SUV takes too long to say, but neither car nor truck seems to fit. (As in, "I just got a new [blank] last week.")
I've been throwing up all day--three times so far--but I haven't eaten anything, just water and ice chips, and the acid in my upchuck is hurting my throat. I bet it's not that bad: I'm just a wuss when I'm sick.
How bad of an idea wouldit be to drink, say, milk, to try to lower the acidity a little, knowing that it'll come back up (I've heard milk=bad idea for sickies)?
Should I just take a Tums and wait for the pretty colors?
TQC, you know of my awesomeness. Can I use you as a reference on my resume?
If not, can you give me some advice on what to do about our neighbor's dog? We live in an apartment complex and the people across the hall from us have a small (not a chihuahua) yappy dog. Whenever the people are not home (which is a lot of the time), the dog stands at their door and barks/yaps. And it just does not stop. Yesterday (Memorial Day), I was woken up at 8:15 by the yapping -- and our room is at the other end of the apartment, not next to the door. I should not be able to hear the dog! But it is just really getting on all of our nerves. Do we mention this to the complex management? Do I leave a note on the door simply stating that I was convicted of B&E and I know how to prepare dog for eating? I feel bad for this dog being left alone all the time.
I'm flying for the first time in my life this summer. I made my reservations in early March, and I made sure to get a specific seat (11A) so I could sit next to my boyfriend, who got 11C. However I got a boarding pass in the mail today that says I have seat 07-C.
So TQC, what's going on? D:
(I emailed them, but they said it'll be a while before I get a response.)
I signed myself up for the Peace Corps because I'm too much of a mess to go to college, and as it turns out, I'll have to go to college in my home town which makes it that much more difficult. I've always had this dream of helping people and making some kind of a big difference so the Peace Corps seemed like the best option. However, I just turned 18 and apparently they like volunteers to be 18 or over and have 4 years of college under their belt. What should I do with myself? I really need a change of scenery... a different life for a while. I thought about going on a missions trip but I'm not religious at all and in fact I think religion played a huge part in the depressed and twisted mess that I am today so that's not an option. I can't be a "fresh air kid" because I'm not a kid anymore and I don't live anywhere near a city. I can't pick up and move because the area I live in is so financially depressed that you cannot possibly make enough money to save enough money to move...especially with the price of gas/groceries. I applied to colleges in the city, but as it turns out, my parents didn't plan for me to go to college so they can't help me financially. I can't get a loan either because both parents have bad credit and I need a co-signer.
Your hobbies, what are they? Are there any dollhouse miniaturists here? Or anyone who considers creating websites or comms or forums, one of their hobbies?
What's the funniest costume you've ever dressed in? (the other day I dressed as a pregnant chav teenager. It was hilarious because I looked so entirely different!) Do you know those 'message beans'? How do they work??
how do you know when you love someone (not necessarily being IN love with them but just loving them, if that makes any sense)?
how do you know when someone loves you?
eta: i REALLY need/want to get a hair cut but i'm a little phobic of strangers cutting my hair - i haven't gotten a 'real' hair cut in 15+ years. my husband refuses to do it and says i should go to a salon. any advice?
I just checked on the status of my computer repair online, and it says "Awaiting QC". What does this mean? Quality control? Anyone have any idea what part of the repair process my computer is in by this comment? Can you tell I'm going through computer withdrawal?
There's a blog somewhere, run by two women I think, where they take covers of Harlequin/your typical "epic romance" novels and mercilessly make fun of it. It's hilarious! But I have lost the link. :( Does anyone have it?
do you know anyone who has/had skin cancer? what type?
how long after they started noticing symptoms did they try to get treatment?
i think my dad might have a basal cell carcinoma growing on his face... he has a huge (i mean huge) white growth on his cheek that popped up a couple months ago and it's just getting bigger and bigger and bigger. he keeps using mole removal cream on it but it's not doing shit. he used it on other moles, and it totally got rid of them... i think that should be a sign that this is something else, but he refuses to get it checked out by a doctor. i'm really worried :/
What annoys you the most about summer and when school's out?
The summers in Kansas are freaking HUMID. It sucks.
I have a slew of underaged kids coming in to apply for the non-existant job openings we have right now. The questions alone wouldn't be annoying. However, a negative response to their inquiries always results in that whiny, teenaged squeal voice. I refuse to believe I ever spoke like that.
The other week I asked about working at Walmart. I'm still considering that. BUT!
Have any of you ever worked at Blockbuster? How was the pay? Are the hours strict or flexible (I have a limited number of hours I can work)? What were the perks (free movie rentals, etc)?
I was sick with a mystery illness at the end of April. I *still* have a lingering cough. Why am I still coughing? I know it's not my reflux because I take a pill every day. Maybe it's a resurgence of my asthma?
If any of you have ever attended a Montessori, Charter or Magnet school will you specify which in comments and tell me your thoughts?
For parents: are they implementing year round schooling where you live? How do you feel about that? Here, there are all sorts of legal battles going on. I think I would rather send my child to year round school.
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One day your SO up and quits their job, and starts work on an ark in the yard. When asked, he/she says that God appeared to them in a dream and told them there's another flood coming, and they've been picked to be among the arkbuilders. See, one ark was fine in the days of yore, but humanity is so spread out now, and there's so many more species of animal and insect, that God has tapped hundreds of people to build arks, and your SO is the one picked for this region. You scoff and ask for proof, and your SO opens a scroll penned with an unusual golden ink, that states the appointment of your SO as official ark custodian #890, and declares the duties to be upheld. Your SO woke up with this parchment in their hand. What do you do?
Clearly, my SO needs meds. I try and get him/her the necessary drugs needed to be functional
This is clearly the involvement of a force greater than I can possible know. I believe my SO, and do what I can to help
This is clearly the involvement of a force greater than I can possible know. I believe my SO, but it's too much sacrifice to ask of me. I break up with my SO
"Look, if you wanted out of this relationship, just say so. You didn't have to go to this extent just to break it off. I'm outta here, asshole"
I love my SO, and even though I don't believe them, I support him/her
I find a similar ink, and write a new letter addressed to my SO, from God, saying how there's been a large misunderstanding and your SO has been relieved of their duties. Leave it in their hand while they sleep
This is for the ladies. The Devil appears to you one day. In a cloud of fire and brimstone, POOFs into your bedroom. He looks obviously inhuman and the appearance is too fantastic to be makeup or a costume. "The end of the world will occur in about 25 years, and I need to find a babymama for the Antichrist, and your name came up. All the bible stories are true, and there will be a final face-off between heaven and hell. Many will perish, but if you agree to give birth to the Antichrist, you will be whisked off to Hell, where you will become royalty and showered with worship and riches. You shan't fear the end of the world, but you will be counted among the damned and locked outside of heaven's light forever, but you will not suffer any pain. If you agree, your son will go on to bring destruction and peril to the world. If you don't agree, I'll just find someone else who will. The Antichrist WILL happen. If you do agree, you will be impregnanted on the spot. So, what's your answer?
I chipped a bone in my hand when I went flying over the handlebars of an ATV on Memorial weekend. Now I am in a half cast [tho I prefer not to take it off today]. My fiance has to help me sometimes, but he is working right now.
Since I have only have the use of one hand, what can/should I do?
Our receptionist has been getting worse and worse about showing up for work. Today she only was here for 2 1/2 hours. She tends to miss at least one full day a week, and she shows up at least an hour late in the mornings and from lunch nearly every day.
I have to work with this woman, and she's very nice, and dammit, I'm not her boss because I'm not a good boss. I'm not good at being all boss-like to people. The atty here knows what's going on, and doesn't say anything. But I'm getting tired of it.
How do I bring this up with her in a constructive way that won't make me sound like a bitch?
Or, alternatively, should I just call in sick for no reason next week...because, hey, what the hell, everyone does it and gets away with it?
I'll be surprised if this hasn't been asked here before but:
1. Do you believe that people of other racial groups have a certain smell to them?
2. Do you believe that your OWN racial group has a certain smell?
3. Can you identify what these smells are/ what they are similar to (i.e. "white people smell like bologna")?
4. If so, is this a reality or is it just something that people generalize about? Do people actually smell different based on skin pigmentation or diet or what?
EDIT: It just occurred to me that you may think I'm ignorant or awful for asking this; as I just wrote in a comment, I ask because the high school students I teach seem to think this is true, and when I asked some other adults about it, they agreed.
Girl and guy start hooking up, not really dating or anything. About 2 months (and that's stretching it) into whatever it is that they have going on, girl gets pregnant. Guy finds out girl is pregnant, and promptly quits his job 3 weeks later. Girl is a student and not employed. Fast forward 5 months later and neither one has really even made an attempt to find a job.
Question : Who the hell quits their job after finding out they are having a kid? And who the hell doesn't even attempt to find a new one with the due date just over 4 months away?
I have a zippo, same as the one above. Today i pulled out the wick and trimmed it and when i tried to light it , it couldn't light up and there wasnt any sparks. However i was able to light my zippo before i tried to perform the heroic miracle of trimming my wick which got me into sh*t -_-
does anyone know how i can fix this? besides ' sending it for repair / getting a new one" i believe its not that big of a problem as the only change i made was trimming the black parts off my wick ):
How do I explain to a 4th grader that all fat people do not look the same? I've tried several times and it hasn't worked. Should I give up?
Before he constantly confused me with another lady who worked here, and told me it was because I looked like her. The only thing we had in common was being fat. She was at least 10 inches shorter than me and a few sizes bigger, plus our faces looked nothing alike. The only reason he has stopped calling me her name is because she's been gone a few months now.
Now he keeps telling me I look like Lori Beth Denberg (apparently The-N has been showing All That) and I seriously look nothing like her. I don't even know why it bothers me so much.
A while ago I read this blog, which was supposedly about a well-off young girl who essentially ran away from her family and her life. The premise was that she was going to be forced into marriage with some guy (this part is fuzzy, I might be making it up), and in order to get away, she ferreted away some money, then "disappeared." She used an alias in her blog and didn't give many details. I'm thinking it was fake, but I can't remember where I found it.
Has anyone heard of this? I wanted to see what happened to her!
I'm going to Sex and the City movie premiere on Thursday night and have been instructed to dress as Charlotte. I know she's a classy chick but any ideas on attire? Pictures? I'm a jeans and t-shirt kinda girl so I need serious help.
My laptop keyboard is messed up. It won't let me go down the page using the down arrow. This just brings me to the bottom of the page. I can use the PageDown function and click on the scroll arrow on each website...but I want to be able to just tap the down arrow to scroll... Any idea what's wrong or how to fix it? It's a Toshiba Satellite if that helps...
Following your forced-resignation from a rather successful food-appliance company, you have decided that the best course of action would be for you to get a career in another form of sales. Specifically being, the infomercials they air at one in the morning. Mostly because you've been drinking a lot lately, and things like "steady work" seem about as rational as "not sleeping with that hooker." You aren't sure, really, when you decided this career choice, but it must have been after the third or fourth line of cocaine you did with some old buddies from college who always said you could sell the pants off of anything.
You go into work one day, and you meet up with the friendly old woman who happens to be an expert on all things related to cookery. She smiles and you two do something that would be flirting if you could form a coherent sentences and she weren't old enough to be your mother. So basically there's just a lot of awkward noises made between the two of you whenever she shows you the product you're going to helping her sell. Turns out it's a food processor from the company you were fired from. Specifically, a type of food processor that you designed, only to have it turned down because it was "too dangerous and ugly and are those my wife's earrings?"
Seeing this sends you into a coked-out rage that requires blood, or more cocaine, to be satiated. But at the same time, you notice that the people behind the cameras are giving you the "The goddamn show is starting" signal.
You need to act fast. Do you:
1- Completely sabotage the paid program, possibly killing the charming old woman via face-to-food-processor? 2- Double-click the power cord? 3- Play along with the program, but deliberately fuck up simple aspects to convince people it's too difficult to be used, and possibly dangerous--especially whenever you almost lose a finger doing something as simple as "putting in pieces of apple."? 4- Use Dark Charizard? 5- Decide that you really like this job, and need steady income to keep your drug habit and shitty apartment, so you go along with the program like a good boy/girl? 6- Flounce from the program in the middle of the "Tell the audience all about the great features, Mary!" part of the show? 7- Grab the food processor, walk up to a camera, and loudly threaten the company with processor-induced violence and pain?