freedom to do anything and everything I want.

The days when it seemed as if all options were viable for me and I didn't really have as large of a hurdle in front of me constantly. Gonna get those days back ........... somehow.

my grandma. she died 20 years ago today....

I'm so sorry musicman. I'm sure it doesn't help much right now but just hang on to her memories.

trust me - i do IM but thanks for the thoughts...

Air
 

I miss air.

Keeping in mind that my days go back to when you pulled into a gas station (petro retailer ;) ), someone came to the car and asked how much fuel you wanted, asked you to "pop" the hood, or at least ask if you wanted them to check oil, water and battery levels. They would ask "how are the tires?" if it wasn't obvious there was a low tire and fill it to the proper pressure. If you had filled up, they would then take your $10 and give you the change. :)

NOW............. From that, to a very different world of automobile refueling has been a change I've adapted to and accepted with mostly understanding.:(

BUT.......... The few times I do not have a compressor at home or work available and have to pull up to a tin box with a piece-of-shit, $30, import screw compressor and a timer inside :banghead: and a "Deposit $.75" on the outside, IT FROSTS MY BALLS! :rant:

What gives me the redass is that by the time you yank the spring-loaded coiled hose around to the farthest corner of the vehicle, & it keeps pulling back like a mule going up a ladder, and you've forgotten to loosen all the valve caps before you put your quarters in, and then you try to get that poorly designed hose thingy with the built in guage over the valve without letting out more air than you put in,

The fucking SOB runs out of time on you

p.s., not making this up...that is exactly the way it went down Thursday pm before leaving town...

They're not charging here, yet, but the hose is miles from the bowser to speed up turnover.

The days when it didn't seem that every single time I turned around something new in my life was just going straight to hell.

Word of advice to everyone. Do all you can not to ever end up on Soc. Security Disability if you live in America. There's not enough Astroglide or KY Jelly in the world to ease what I'm having done to me right now. :mad:

I miss living in a town that has more than one stop light.

I miss GreenChef. It would have been so nice to wake up beside him this morning...

I miss Mr Honey Bee. He is away on holiday for 2 weeks.

We've never spent more than 2 days apart since we got together, so it's very strange.

I miss IWM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :x:

Aww
I miss my sanity!

I miss conversations at length............

Being able to get away with things.

I miss the feeling that my life was simple...I'm not sure it ever was, but it's certainly more obviously complex now!

We have two...the second one is overrated. :p

I miss feeling like I was getting somewhere in my career

I miss a career.

That's ^^^ something I miss very much too.

I miss being free and unencumbered...see? The grass is always greener.

Yeah, I suppose sometimes it is.

I miss my mom's fried chicken dinners that we always used to have on Sundays when I was a kid.

As odd as it sounds, I miss being foolish enough not to see how short time with the people that I care about really was.

I miss my parents "ignorance" (that they amazingly outgrew once I had kids of my own!).

I miss driving with my kids and pretending I "forgot" how to get somewhere and having them have to "direct" me, while I acted like I was going to turn at wrong places...

I miss their laughter and their tears and I miss owning a home where my parents were just across the street- first so they could help me when I was young and then, so I could help them when they were older...

I miss friends and family that died far too young and that I never got the chance to tell how much I loved them and how much I admired them, or how glad I was they were a part of my life.

I miss the awe and wonder at each new day as seen through the eyes of a child that looked to ME for all the answers to the questions their innocence produced, like, "Mommy, how does God hold up the stars? Do you think he tapes them?"

I miss being carefree and egotistical enough to believe that I would be young forever and that somehow my life would make a difference, if not to the world, then to those who knew me- but then I realize that, in fact, I've done just that...

My youth may have passed on without even a whispered farewell, but at least I can see where it now resides. My kids are the life I left without seeing it fade into yesterday. They are my greatest accomplishment- the difference I will leave when I am gone.

I miss the children that they were, but I am proud of the adults they have become. I tell them that, too. I missed the chance to tell other people just how important they were to me, but my children will never have to wonder just how much I love them, and they know that, as far as I am concerned, not only am I proud of them, I consider them my greatest accomplishment.

Is my cucumber impression sufficient?

Why do I suddenly miss cucumbers?

I miss coaching those Little Leaguers.

I miss having time for myself.

Tv

Being a little kid and playing wiffle ball out in the backyard with my best friend.

I miss the days when cute college girls didn't call me "sir" unless we were role playing in the bedroom.

riding my bike to friend's house and not even noticing that it was roasting hot outside.

Having Thanksgiving dinner with my mom. I believe the last time we were together on Thanksgiving would've been my senior year of high school, 1985.

I miss Osuche. I'd love to be sitting with her having a cup of coffee or a plate of Thai food or a slice of pizza right now.

(((((IowaMan))))) - I miss him, too :x:

I'm still missing osuche. :x:

I really miss Aqua and WI not being around too. :(

Yep.

I miss not seeing any other Pixies since last summer. :(

Of all the things I've lost in life, I miss my mind the most. :wobbly:

It's all right, If you don't miss it, most others won't either.