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  • I don't have your background, badger, so I hope I am not upsetting you in ignorant ways here, but I like your mom's response. See, long-lost relation cannot help how she came into the world, or the beginning trajectory of her life. She may or may not be worth knowing, that remains to be seen, but I am thinking it takes a big heart on your mom's part to even attempt such a response.

    At least, that is my first thought, without further consideration. In real life I wouldn't invite her to my house or introduce her to my kids until I had a good handle on her values and personal choices.

    So, who is her daddy?? Is it husband number two or another man between husbands one and two? BTW, that is exactly how my own father was born - between grandma's husbands number one and two. He got the surname of husband number one, but husband number one had already run off and stayed gone (honestly) without serving divorce papers and grandma made it easy on herself by declaring the son by the affair as issue of first husband. It gets really interesting after this, but those are stories for another time.
    I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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    • My mother tells me that secret daughter is the full sister of the brothers, so husband two's child. I have no problem welcoming secret daughter with open arms - family is a more-the-merrier institution, I believe. What troubles me, I think, is that this welcome from my adoptive mother is untinged with sadness for what brother and I are missing out on. My own birth family are such a clusterf**k that there will never be a joyful, uncomplicated reunion; however, brother may well have a 'normal' birth family and siblings. He refuses to look for them because he thinks that to do so would be to 'diss' our adoptive parents.

      It's the unreflectiveness of my mother that annoys me.
      I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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      • I worked another exam yesterday: 10.5 hours of watching nervous people sit outside consulting rooms and collecting score sheets. There were three circuits of 14 candidates and two exams for each circuit - so 84 candidates took the exam yesterday. The lead examiner said it was a great day for women's health. Cynically, I wondered if women's health really needed 84 more private specialists (they tend to leave the public system once they are qualified). I wonder how many passed. One candidate was stoned. Perhaps he goes to work like that? (It's usually the anaesthetists you have to worry about - getting high on their own supply.)
        I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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        • So. This whole 666 Fitness gubbins has yet to be fully instituted. However, I can now squat like a dominatrix. In heels. So, all is not lost. And, while we are talking heels, I bought these (in them I am 6'3" or fractionally taller):
          I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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          • Originally posted by badgergirl View Post
            So. This whole 666 Fitness gubbins has yet to be fully instituted. However, I can now squat like a dominatrix. In heels. So, all is not lost. And, while we are talking heels, I bought these (in them I am 6'3" or fractionally taller):
            I thought the Dom made the Sub do the squats......... nice shoes, speaking of Doms... lol

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            • Originally posted by ssn679doc View Post
              I thought the Dom made the Sub do the squats......... nice shoes, speaking of Doms... lol
              I find one has to squat to check how low the sub (your good self excluded) is grovelling...
              I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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              • Originally posted by badgergirl View Post
                I find one has to squat to check how low the sub (your good self excluded) is grovelling...
                lol... I wouldn't make a good Sub..... I've ridden IN them, wouldn't BE a good one...

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                • While I have days of respect for Doms, and Heels... squats are to be done feets flat and and heels down on teh floor for proper work.

                  As far as the "whole gubbins" deal... it's still not a race. As long as you are doin, you're winnin.
                  “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
                  ~Friedrich Nietzsche
                  And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.

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                  • I'm just thrilled to discover that I can reliably rise and fall no matter what footwear I am rocking. I now do sets of six while I clean my teeth. I also bust out smooth squats whenever I can just to show off - today while putting my cup in the dishwasher at work in those monster heels... hell to the yeah.
                    I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                    • the falling part is never a problem (ohhh crap gravity works!)....

                      I agree with cori, squats are best (most effective) done barefoot or in flat shoes

                      but congrats on the full ass to the grass heel squats!

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                      • Hell to the yeah!
                        “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
                        ~Friedrich Nietzsche
                        And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.

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                        • I unintentionally or intentionally by accident or something had a steak and eggs day.
                          B: roast lamb, coffee
                          L: roast lamb
                          D: minute steak, bacon, egg, two mushrooms, two glasses of Petit Verdot.

                          TMI...
                          I usually do small poos. This morning monster, monster bowel evacuations happened. To the extent that I was scratching my head wondering where in hell that quantity of matter could have come from. I've still no idea.

                          Yesterday we all went to a party* from midday to 8pm. I drank, at a guess, two bottles of red, maybe more, and ate very little (they had caterers, but the food was the worst I've ever experienced - worse than school dinners - grey meat, grey veg). Despite being very drunk, no hangover today. The day before I ate normally, I think. The day before that was a double dinner (I ate and then husband arrived home with food for me) followed by vomiting (I know, I know).

                          * I loathe these events. They are always the same. Always ghastly. I end up silently drowning my sorrows in a corner, waiting for the horror to end, and leave paralytic. Husband told me that it was a big-deal event (caterers, $$$$ spent on cakes etc) so I wore smartish clothes. When we arrived it was wall-to-wall ockers and I wished I'd stuck with my original plan to wear jeans.

                          I bought three more pairs of shoes today...
                          Last edited by badgergirl; 05-26-2013, 02:36 AM.
                          I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                          • I have a suggestion for the party clothing - bring the "other look" with you in a little bag, like those jeans you wanted initially to wear probably would have looked great with whatever top you had on. Watch a few attendees arrive to see what is up sartorially. I don't know about where to do the old change-a-roo, though, outside of the guest bath.

                            I have the kids do this all the time when they cannot decide, but in their cases it is more like weather-related indecision; Ohio weather literally changes constantly.

                            Dictionary time - ockers??
                            I have a mantra that I have spouted for years... "If I eat right, I feel right. If I feel right, I exercise right. If I exercise right, I think right. If I think right, I eat right..." Phil-SC

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                            • http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ocker
                              Trainers, jeans, sunnies on the head like a hairband - men and women.
                              I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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                              • So. My shoe shopping in full...







                                I'd better sign up to work a few more exams.
                                I like badgers, books and booze, more or less in that order.

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