Luv2Fall

Couldn't agree with you more.

Was notified by my doc, today, that I have Borderline/Mild Diabetes........nothing drastic. She's suggesting loosing a few pounds to do the trick. Man, I hate watching what I eat lol.

Having gone a couple of years living off of anywhere from two to five hours of sleep a night, trying everything under the sun and eventually different meds, I was prescribed Trazadone which is to be taken about 30 minutes before going to bed. I understand it's a type of antidepressant, but is good for what you are experiencing also. Since taking it, I'll average six to seven hours of uninterrupted sleep. Something you might want to think about if nothing else works.

"kool"

Sounds interesting...........add it to my list.

You got that right.

Jay - may I suggest two books to you if you ever get the chance to read them? These books are authored by Maurice S. Rawlings, M.D. who has many years experience and research vested in the subject. The books, "To Hell and Back" and "Beyond Death's Door" puts many things into perspective. "To Hell and Back" is a little more comprehensive in that this cardiologist had about 20 more years experience................probably the better read. We pretty much believe the same thing so I though you would find these books to be of interest. Amazon.com is a great source for finding these used and finding them inexpensive.

You rock!

Bwah! I saw that coming from a mile away lol.

Something from long ago in my life.................a song that has been going through my head today...........still a great song. THAT SMELL (Allen Collins, Ronnie Van Zant) Whiskey Bottles, and brand new cars oak tree your in my way there is too much coke and too much smoke look what's goin on inside you chorus ooh that smell can't you smell that smell ooh that smell can't you smell that smell the smell of death surrounds you Angle of darkness is upon you stuck a needle in your arm (you fool you) So take another toke have a blow for ya nose one more drink fool will drown you (yeah you) chorus They call you prince charmin can't speak a word when your full of ludes say you be all right come tommorrow but tommorrow might not be here for you yeah you chorus Stick them needles in your arm I know i been there before One little problem that confronts you got a monkey on your back just one more fix, lord might do the trick one hellofa cost for you to get your kicks ( yeah you ) just one more fix lord, might do the trick one hellofa cost for you to get your kicks hell yeah chorus

Nicely done.

I hate when that happens, don't you?

Thanks.................I think.

...sounds about right.

My wife was totally against my jumping at first and for quite sometime.......to the point, I was selling off some of my gun collection for AFF money, etc. as not to "tip her off financially". She eventually changed her mind and even bought me a rig. She hasn't seen me actually enjoy life since I retired from the Army.........I was a lost puppy for quite sometime. She liked the difference in me and it really helped our relationship. Mileage will vary.............. She was worried at first also.........probably still does but doesn't voice it as loudly as she once did.

You know dodgeball is not allowed on some playgrounds now because it separates kids into who is "in" and who is "out." Man, what have we become?

I truly do like a "woman", but not quite that big lol.

Many years ago while on active duty as a single man, I was working on my usual degree of drunkeness at an NCO club with my gun section and with a British soldier named Mark Penney........he was quite the drinker and character. Being back, all cleaned up, after having been in the field for a few weeks - we were ready to do some real drinking. Many Post NCO Clubs allow (or use to) civilian girls to patronize these outstanding stablishments....some were there to make a little money (hehehehe) others are there looking for love from a soldier who was far away from home. Well, that night, there she was - a huge, huge woman, standing by the dance floor, sipping on her drink and swaying those huge hips as if to say "hey guys - I want to dance - please ask me - I'm so damn available.". By that time, we were all three sheets to the wind, especially Mark. Something was churning in that little British mind of his................."which one of us was drunk enough to dance with this young lady?" Mark wanted to place a bet as to who was drunk enough to ask this young lady to dance. I was pretty lit by now and said "$%*+ it, I'll dance with her! I then put down my "Bud" and proceeded to approach this woman who practically yelled "YES" before I could ask her to dance. I, up to this point, have never danced with such a huge woman...........I attempted to wrap my arms around her as to facilitate our slow dancing to the song that was presently playing...........my hands could not reach each other for I was hugging something huge....something different....something...well, I can I say? She had a nice personality. We began dancing and this girl who was probably already thinking she had it made as she wrapped my then skinny ass into her folds, I began to think "this doesn't feel half bad". I was so so very thankful that I was the taller of the two as this girl would have suffocated me somewhere in one of her folds. After the dance, we got a table and I ordered us another round. I said screw it "I'll talk to this girl......it's not everyday I get to interact with one of the local girls.......especially one like her. I was so very drunk. It wasn't long - this girl was good - in retrospect, I believe this young lady has been down this road quite often. In my drunken stupor, I allowed this young lady to say all the right things and to push all the right buttons - she was programed very well. She began telling me that she resided in the local area - alone - and that we can continue to have a few drinks at her place. I had to pause a moment to reflect upon something a fellow soldier had once told me that I never forgot. He was in a very similar situation at Fort Lewis, Washington...................this dude was small, very small.............and drunk. He remembered going out of the door of the bar before passing out. When he had awakenend, he found himself thrown over a shoulder of this particular large lady in question like a sack of potatoes - who, at the time, was walking up an outside stairway to get to her second floor apartment. Anyway, my buddy had asked this woman to put him down to which she replied "no - you're going with me cutie". Chip would never tell me nor anyone what happened the remainder of that fateful night. I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall. I convienced myself that this situation was completely different.....what the hey - have a good time with her (in a non-sexual way) and let her enjoy herself......hell, I was so glad to be out of the field. Out of the club we went with all my drunk buddies hooting and shouting mixed with a shocking look of disbelief upon their faces. What the hell.......a little conversation doesn't hurt anyone. I wasn't outside but for a couple of minutes when I learned that if you butter the outsides of a huge person, you could squeeze one through the driver's door of an automobile..........it was then I began to realize I was much, much too drunk. I don't really remember much of what was said during the transport of my very drunk ass..........hell, I really don't remember the ride that much. I do, somewhat, remember her house.....a small house to house such a world wonder. Anyway, she was a gracious hostess in that she had given a beer before I could ask her if I could use her bathroom..........I really had to go. I quickly asked her if I could use her facilities to which she not only responded with a "yes" but also a kiss and the grabbing of my fruit basket. After having relieved myself, I didn't give it another though as to what had transpired........I figured she was drunk and a bit playful.......hell, I was there to relax and to enjoy a little conversation anyway. As I zipping up my zipper, I was looking at the toliet and was wondering how does something that size sit safely on such a small toliet? I was so sadly mistaken with what I was thinking was going on. This girl - obviously well seasoned from patronizing NCO Clubs - knew what the hell she was doing from the beginning. Setting on her well broken-in couch, she comes over sits by me and then start leaning on me, smoothering me with kisses, and working my fruit basket with her chubby little hand. Well, yes...........that affected my "manhood" a little bit....even then...I knew something wasn't quite right.......I wanted out.....OMG what have I gotten into.......oh yeah the hand did feel good though. She asked me how was that - to which I replied - damn that was nice! She smiled in such a manner that I knew more was to come. She got up and got me another beer and told me to stay right there and to relax.............and that she would be right back. As I watch this woman head towards the bathroom, I couldn't help but be amazed how huge she was........five foot tall by five foot wide. It wasn't a minute later when I heard the shower water running. You could have bought me for nickle......I was stunned and concerned.........I began to feel helpless. The shower door closed and the sound of running water had changed.....it was covering something huge before hitting the floor - by then I was scared. I sat there for a minute wondering what the hell was I going to do...........and it hit me like a ton of lard I mean bricks......get the hell out of there. I quitely got up (screw the beer), opened the front door....gently closing it behind me and ran like I have never ran before....... inspite of being drunk. It wasn't long before I had covered some distance after a stop or two to spew some beer that I had a general idea as to where I was. I then starting walking as I could no longer run .......but down back roads and crap. I finally got back to post and to my bunk.....about 0430 hours.....just bewildered out of my mind. I didn't go back to the NCO club for a few weeks.....the teasing I got from the guys was unbelievable.....none of them believed I didn't engage in any intimate activities with this lady. Anway, one weekend I did return to the club with my eyes peeled in every direction......I didn't want to hurt this girl's feelings. I guess I wasn't there an hour before this young lady came through the door.........she must have had radar........she looked directly at me, but in a loving way. I could have shit. She waddled over to my table and asked would I drink with her......I said "sure". Strange - I thought she would be pissed at me. When she took her first trip to the ladies room, I sat there telling myself that I can't believe this crap. After a few minutes, I decided to go to a local club in town instead of staying there. I got up and was walking towards the door when she came out of the ladies room and locked on to me......she asked me where I was going? I told her out to my car to get some cigarettes and that I would be right back. As I was walking towards my car, I couldn't help but feel she was back outside looking for me.........I looked........I was right. I didn't want her to know what car I drove so I quickly dropped to the ground (asphault) and low crawled to the nearest wooded area....she never saw me leave the parking lot even though I had left my car lol. Since then......when I see a woman of similiar statue, I'm taken back into time ....... and reliving those feelings and emotions of my encounter with this young lady. This, my skydiving friends, is a true story.

She's both at times lol.

Coming up very soon..probably within a week or two. Had a great 2-way with Dave S. this past Sunday at WP........would love to jump with him again. I sorry we missed each other also......it will be great seeing you all again.

It was great meeting you as well.......it truly was a pleasure. Thanks! If you are around Saturday evening.........my wife should be there.

Excellent!

I'm truly a blessed man.

....totally agree.

She just phoned me to tell me that she will be giving me $500.00 to put on my DZ account this Friday. I didn't quite know how to respond so she quickly followed up with "Enjoy - jump your ass off". I think I will keep her.