Some of your posts imply what Madelaine Amee was referring to..................

Nobody like a tattle tale anyway! :laugh: Good thing you moved on.
I chased a few cheerleaders myself. Lost cause but one finally decided to like me at the 40th reunion!

Sorry but she misunderstood then. Again, to comment on various subjects such as the "Preppers" , which by the way, I thought were wasting their time as well.....going to the extremes that they did.........

.......but then remembering various scenarios where stocking up might come in handy.......such as local flooding,storms, etc. which do happen.

Meaning WATER, THE BASICS, ALTERNATE HEAT AND LIGHT SOURCES, a stocked pantry.....

This we just do up here in Vermont. Everyone does it.

We are NOT preppers for Doomsday. However, anyone with half a brain would at one time or another "imagine" what they might do if our country went down the tubes in one way or another.
This does not mean they would dwell on it and prepare for it night and day. But to discuss it is totally another thing. It's called making conversation.

I wouldn't live in a renovated schoolbus , that's for sure.

Nor follow my husband around the country in a tractor trailer truck fitted for Doomsday....with rifles, etc.

We watched that show. However, did not follow through on one single suggestion.

There are actually a lot of rural New Englanders who do trap and hunt and could survive with the best of the survivalists........but we are not one of them......and I don't worry about Doomsday, however, we also do not have our head in the sand re the world situation or our planet in distress.

You'd be surprised how many other interests we do have, without fixating on our mortality.

Peace.

You were lucky to have it at that time........your story points out that one just never knows what could happen. Does not hurt to be prepared.

I knew that. You are a well rounded person, you are a frustrated journalist, but it takes one to know one.

Good Morning Gracie....

How did you guess? My husband and I are always saying we should collaborate on a book......in fact, yesterday we were saying we should write a Doomsday scenario...........our minds are always thinking. So far so good......meaning we still have all of our marbles.

Maybe we'll write on the end of the Aztec calendar, upcoming this December. December 21, 2012.

I always say....."set it in a normal neighborhood where unsuspecting folks begin to discover what truly is about to transpire........."

Would you like to collaborate as well???? Three heads are better than one.

Now, hopefully those who cannot read between the lines are not taking this out of context..........any Aztecs out there?

:clap2::clap2::clap2::pepper2::pepper2::pepper2:

Originally Posted by graciegirl
I am a serious thinker. Most of us are over the hill looking down. Live now.
Dance now. Smile now. Hug now, Care now.

Don't worry. Be happy.
:BigApplause: Myself, I like to focus on new beginnings.

I'm working on a cook book....150 ways to serve love bugs. As long as a disaster occurs during love bug season I'm all set!

Trish...allow me to divert you from that um...very good idea. I think that Scotch and Twinkies would be better.;)

You have a much more creative mind than mine. I was only thinking of roasting or chocolate coating them! If we can make that popular and add in making burmese pythons as a desirable delicacy, we could solve two of the state's problems and maybe win a prize. :laugh:

Then maybe add in Gracie's scotch as a chaser but I'm leery of the twinkies as I doubt they are ever expelled from the body!

Duplicate elimination. Next.

:agree: Very well written and applies to the gulf coast as well. One only has to be out of utilites for a week or two after a storm to appreciate what's needed.

Great minds think alike !

Ground zero
 

After reading through this thread, You all have scared the ____ out of me! As a result, I have gone on my roof and painted a big Bulls Eye with a sign that says "AIM HERE". :sing: The way I figure it, I'll never know what hit me and with a little bit of luck, I'll find myself in Heaven with my Honey, trying to figure out who the SOB was that got us.
(actually . . . . I plan to lighten up :wave:)