My husband did this to his mom! She was not a hoarder by any means but had a decent collection of flow blue porcelain. Some of it was displayed in such a way that anyone who was not her was terrified to just walk near it for fear of bumping it and causing catastrophe.
Hubby found a Kubrick done in a similar blue/white pattern and he strategically put it amongst her breakables to see how long it would be before she noticed. It took about a year before she said something.
He ended up finding another version of the little blue & white bear and did it again. She’s gone now, and I hadn’t thought of those bears in a while. Thank you for that. It’s a very fond memory.
I do sometimes at yard sales or craft markets, like if I’ve found a big pile of stuff I want, I’ll offer a reasonable round number for all of it. If I’m only interested in 1 thing, I won’t haggle unless it’s priced a little too high.
When I hold my own yard sales, jeebus, nearly everyone wants to do it and it wears me out. But I’m looking to unload my clutter so I wheel & deal.
And then there’s car buying…
Billy Madison
No milk will ever be our milk.
If peeing your pants is cool then consider me Miles Davis!
He called the shit poop!
What you’ve just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.
I don’t know why exactly, but I imagine it’s similar to recurring nightmares about trauma. I had frequent ones following a horrible work situation. I’m a few years past it, but I still have an occasional one to make sure my sleep is ruined. I think of it as my brain compulsively poking a spot where I hurt over and over to see if it still hurts.
Some kind of empathizing response followed by “well, I need to get back to it” or just a simple “sorry for cutting this short, I need a bio break”.
Empathizing statements could include, but are not limited to:
I completely get the relief when a loved one passes from a long health struggle. Everyone’s grief journey is different, and even mine was different between different family members’ passings. But for me all sorts of other complicated emotions continue to bubble up from time to time regarding my mom. The waves get further and further apart, but it may never completely go away. Sending you thoughts of support and comfort.
I looked up the old orders on Etsy but the sellers I used back then have since closed their shops.
I’m very sorry for what you’re going through. I got an urn for mom off of Etsy 5ish years ago. It was a wooden one with a tree of life carved into it.
Talk to some laser engravers on Etsy to see if their laser setup could accommodate the dimensions of an urn.
I’m only familiar with a Glowforge at the maker lab in my library, and the max clearance for items is only about an inch. So my workaround for that would be to have some thin pieces of wood and laser cut or etch that with your design, and laminate them to a plain wooden urn. I’d stain the laminate pieces a different color than the urn as well.
Or, can’t believe I didn’t think to mention this first…I had a brass plate laser etched (also from Etsy) with a labyrinth pattern that was significant to Mom. That’s also where I put her name and years. I affixed that to the top of the urn (the urn chamber was accessed via the bottom). Let me see if I can get you some pics in case it would help give you ideas.
Ah this sucks. Would your advisor or the registrar know if they would accept credits for these courses from another school… and if there are any summer programs available… so that you wouldn’t have to wait until fall semester?