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Yeah. Mostly to do with not taking chances or pushing myself. Almost never about things I actually did.
My SADDEST regret? Not spending more time with my dad when he was alive.
My SILLIEST regret? Not going out on a date with Fernando. I met him when I worked at my first job - Pearle Vision Center. He used to come in the store all the time...even though he didn't wear glasses. He asked me out twice, then gave up. True, he was about 20 years older than me, and possibly married, but...he's the only man that ever called me beautiful.
My SILLIEST regret? Not going out on a date with Fernando. I met him when I worked at my first job - Pearle Vision Center. He used to come in the store all the time...even though he didn't wear glasses. He asked me out twice, then gave up. True, he was about 20 years older than me, and possibly married, but...he's the only man that ever called me beautiful.
Melki wrote: "My SADDEST regret? Not spending more time with my dad when he was alive.
I think no matter how much time we spend with people we love, it's never been enough. Part of me regrets I wasn't there to be with Dad all through his last months. Part of me regrets that I saw him at all during that time, when he wasn't really there.
I think no matter how much time we spend with people we love, it's never been enough. Part of me regrets I wasn't there to be with Dad all through his last months. Part of me regrets that I saw him at all during that time, when he wasn't really there.
I try not to regret anything, if I hadn't done what I'd done then I wouldn't be who i am and where I am, and though it may not be where I envisioned myself 15 years ago, I wouldn't change where I am, just work for better in future. To regret past events is like saying you want a different present, and the connotations of that idea can be somewhat uncomfortable, or even horrible at times.
Well, I understand what you are saying, Hazel. But still. . . A body can't help looking back sometimes and wondering why she let certain opportunities slip away. Usually from fear of one sort or another.
You're right. It's not something I dwell on. I just thought of Fernando the other day and started to smile...
I'm pretty sure I'm still wearing all my clothes from the nineties. At least I can still fit in those fashion disasters. That's something, isn't it?
Yeah...thankfully I let my Sheena Easton haircut grown out. I still see some women sporting the look, though.
Ha. . .hair styles. I've left mine unchanged so many decades it's been in and out repeatedly. Long and straight--I'm back in, at least around here.
Biggest regret....that home video that still finds its way around in which I did a stellar rendition of "Blame it on the Rain" by Milli Vanilli while wearing a lovely sweater vest on Christmas Day.
Did I mention I was 17 at the time?
Did I mention I was 17 at the time?
I wore stripes AND plaid in one of my high school yearbook pictures, oh the horror. I get sick every time I look at it.
No youtube - it was well before youtube- THANKFULLY haha
I regret letting my parents get rid of all the toys I grew out of. I didn't realise that when I reached the age of 60, I would grow back into them again.
I wish I'd taken better care of my toys. The ones that were still around and in good shape sold for quite a bit of money on ebay.
I agree, I miss my Legos like you would never believe. In fact, next time I'm anywhere near my mom's place I plan on going for a reconnaissance mission for them! And I still use coloring books... during staff meetings at work... just saying.
Sounds like you need to have some kids. Soon, your floors will be covered with scattered LEGO. Walking barefoot through the house will become either a distant memory or a painful reality.
Two weeks ago I was in Pecorama, a place on the south coast of England where they have a big building full of model railways to play with, and a bigger (but still small) railway that you can sit in that goes round the grounds.
Sigh.
Jean came too. I really do have a very tolerant other half.:)
Sigh.
Jean came too. I really do have a very tolerant other half.:)
Cool! I would love to see that. I have to wait til December when the local model railroad club sets up their displays. And how nice to meet your other better half.
Yes, 'other' should be 'better'. She doesn't have my faults.
Melki wrote: "Sounds like you need to have some kids. Soon, your floors will be covered with scattered LEGO. Walking barefoot through the house will become either a distant memory or a painful reality."
You can have a kid with Aspergers and avoid this. Mine keeps the Legos sorted into little drawers by type and size.
You can have a kid with Aspergers and avoid this. Mine keeps the Legos sorted into little drawers by type and size.







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