Returning jellies, what have you been up to?

Congrats @Hawaii_Jake…that job sounds right up your alley and the change of scenery is a bonus. More than I care to share has happened in my life and out in public here in the Tide Pool is not the time and place to disclose.

It is a very good match for me. I’m very happy in my job. No complaints about living in the city again either.

I hope you’re well, @Cruiser.

@Hawaii_Jake I am very well and sitting in my recliner as far away from the city as I can get. Great to see you again as you impart a calmness here that very few Jellies can.

I’ve taken up sewing as a new hobby and I’ve gotten into juicing. I like juicing. I’m finally able to have all the veggies I want without feeling like I’m grazing. I mix it with fruits. It’s awesome.
The sewing thing may be getting out of hand. I keep looking for new sewing projects all the time now. :( But its fun and I like trying to figure out new things to design and sew. I haven’t gone onto making clothes yet, but that will be my final goal.

Forgot to add, I’m glad your back and things are going well for you.

Thanks! I have a good friend who’s a sewing fanatic. Her house is stuffed with fabric.

Still doctoring, still being a dad, still playing the banjo and still doing astronomy.

I’m working full-time for a professional association, and it’s great! Still get to work from home. My oldest daughter graduated from college in May, my middle girl is a junior and my youngest girl just joined her at the same college. Feelin’ old!

It’s so nice to see you here, @Hawaii_Jake, and I’m thrilled that your new job/life suits you so well!

@Pandora Beware! I’ve always admired people who could sew and make their own clothing. But it was my wife who hipped me to the hidden diseases associated with the skills, and I’m not talking about physical maladies. The eye popping revelation for me was the discovery of this underground cult of “fabric addiction”. My wife was a borderline junkie, but manages now through great effort to keep those urges under control. But let me tell you, I’ve heard stories that will curdle your blood about collecting and hoarding fabric to the point of bankruptcy. There’s the story of the poor man nearly killed when the ceiling collapsed from the weight of the fabric his afflicted wife had been hiding in the spaces above his head. To this day, there is no leaving this town for any destination without a thorough inspection from the wife of every fabric store between here and the terminus. As with most addictions, things are at their worst when the victims operate in groups or teams reinforcing these behaviors and ruthlessly ganging up on perplexed and desperate husbands for their “bone headed obstinance”.

So what, is this an exclusive “returning jellies only” club or some such? Pfah, I tell you!

It’s a free country. We can make any clubs we like.

I’ll start a club for Hawaiian jellies only. It will be very exclusive.

Home schooling the youngling is going well. He’s a perfectionist, which has its own unique set of challenges, but we are plugging away.

My mother in law has moved in with us again, since the rest of the family is sick of her. The next 15–20 years should be endlessly interesting, if not exactly entertaining.

Still trying to keep our heads above water, monetarily. Hubby had a good job with a custom guitar manufacturer, but they laid off all the new staff last month to get out of paying holidays and whatever else the end of year brings on. They say they’re going to hire him back after the new year, but that does little good for us until then—and honestly he’s apprehensive about going back. Still, jobs that pay enough for us to survive are few and everyone wants a gazillion years experience so switching trades isn’t really an option.

Sigh.

@Hawaii_Jake My salesman has a son attending college in Hawaii….can I join?

One distant cuzzin membership coming up.

I’m a returning jelly…sort of. I keep returning almost every day!

I know how to tune a ukulele, can I be social chairman of the club?

Everybody wants in the club.

I think I can pass, E komo mai.

Sure, anyone can learn tune a uke, but can anyone teach me to tune a fish?!?

How surreal.

or fillet a ukulele?

A ukulele filet-ly!

@stanleybmanly Is your wife on fluther. I may need to further research, “cough”, this addiction for my own well being. Like what are some of these places I may need to avoid, and what kind of prices are used to lure me in. You know research. And what happened to all this misplaced killer fabric in this mans ceiling? Is it still around wrecking lives? If so, where?

@Hawaii_Jake Can I get a membership? I went there on a two week vacation once. My B-I-L has lived there on and off throughout the years. They just moved out this past summer back to Japan. My son went to the University of Hawaii for two years. So do I get distant cousin status?

Distant cuzzin status granted.

Mahalo hoahanau. :)

Let’s see…I’ve come a long way, and I’ve learned a lot. Had a really bad breakup, and was in a bad place for quite a while. I’m still not 100%, but I’m okay.
There have been good and bad days. My mom got remarried. I got a new job about 6 months ago, and am being trained to be a person in charge. Other than that…not a lot is new. Just taking it day by day.

@Yetanotheruser I can teach you how to tune a piano but not a Tuna fish

@Pandora and @stanleybmanly: I have a good friend who sews like a professional. This came from her growing up in a large family that didn’t have a lot of money, and grew into a lifelong hobby. She sews clothes, quilts, bags, you name it, in addition to sewing, knitting, needlepointing, embroidering, the list goes on. She always was an inspiration and I wish I had the time to sew like that. She also runs a sewing group and recently, invited me to their annual luncheon. The ladies who sew really made me wish I had more time and the stuff they displayed was incredible. I have a machine, again, it’s the time factor.

Truth be told, the fold in the wife’s sewing circle and the quilting guild as well are some of the most spectacular women I’ve ever met. They’re also intimidating, and if I’m caught in the house, don’t hesitate to put me to work waiting on them for tea, lemonade, cookies , cake or whatever. I think the general take is that I’m an unusually useful pet, and upon receipt of a tray of “goodies” they all chorus in unison “pat him on the head”

Has anyone here heard from Dr_Dredd the VA doc from Buffalo who had a special hatred for post-911 airport security scans, bad body image, great sense of humor, smart as hell, and just a real nice human being?

@Pandora none of your business regarding the whereabouts of my wife. I’m not hooking up 2 junkies to the debilitating madness. And I’m not listing any of the places you can run to for a “fix”. I will tell you that there is periodic excitement when some poor soul takes “the pledge” and throws up years of hoardings for sale. Word spreads like wildfire and salivating women abandon their jobs and children to rush to the scene to pick the “feast” down to the carcass. It’s bone chilling to witness.

Dude. I randomly came upon a garage sale, where a guy was the lone overseer of a ginormous fabric stash blowout. His wife had to work, and she had left him instructions to sell it for what he felt was a fair price.

I almost feel bad for robbing them blind. Almost. But let’s be honest, she should have known better.

That’s almost as good as buying a painting by one of the masters at a garage sale.