u/overthishereanyway

Bueno dia,

he tomando clases enlinea privado de español hace seis años mas o menos. voy continuar con los clases pero quiero mas practica hablando en mi vida real.

No necisito mucho tiempo. Posible cuarenta minutos o un hora cada semana.

Si te interesa mandame un mensaje por favor

For those of us that grew up before the internet and the tech boom, what do you love the most about it? I ask this knowing full well it's a love hate relationship.

In my 20s and early 30s I was a serious bicyclist and runner. Not marathon runner. More like a 5-8 mile run for fitness and fun. And I biked everywhere I went. When my kids weren't home it wasn't uncommon for me to bike the 80 mile round trip to a lake.

I remember dreaming about being able to listen to music while I rode or ran. I mean there were cassette tapes and small players and cd players. but on a cassette I had to listen to the same songs over and over. you know what I mean.

So the first iPods... were my THING. I was so in love with being able to download music for working out. And to this day having easy immediate access to any songs I want are one of my favorite things in the world.

Secondly, in my 30s and 40s I rode a motorcycle. On long trips I'd have to find a way to pack more than one book! I didn't want to end up in the middle of nowhere with nothing to read. And airplanes.. packing a bunch of books.. hassle.

Kindle was the other life change. I bought one back when they were still large and never looked back. I don't even think I COULD read a regular book now. Having all those options at my fingertips and in such an easy package. Be still my heart.

I had this thought reading another thread about dying our gray hair.

Full disclosure, which I said on this other thread, I believe that after a certain age dying gray hair (especially dark) ages us more. I rarely see someone I think looks best with their hair dyed. I think nature knows what it's doing and as we age and our color fades, gray looks best. Reading all the women who think they look better with dyed hair made me wonder. Do we see ourselves?

This is not about hair though. It is an in general question.

I have a home that unfortunately has a Long hallway with 12 foot mirrors and skylights. Yup you read that right. And let me tell you... walking down that hall and catching myself in the mirror has been an eye opener.

I do not look like I feel I do (insert a bunch of laughing emojis here). And God forbid I accidentally catch myself naked. It's like "what the hell! when did that happen?"

Are we destined to feel like we look young while we get old?

Check out this incredible couple and these amazing photos by a local photog (BonHarder) taken at a local wedding venue (Vow Room) right before our Pride parade.

Hopefully the Puerto Rican lesbian couple who posted earlier about moving here will see this.

And I love the title.. cottage core meets queer joy. Congratulations Jay and Griffin!

Hello my fellow over 60's.

So... my husband and I spent most of our marriage choosing where to live based on his work. From the beginning of the marriage that meant I was gone from my "home". It's a second marriage and we've been together since I was 37 years old (62 now).

It is/was really the first home I'd had in my life. Until my late teens, I moved as much as two or three times a year. I moved again for college and never left that town. I built strong friendships there and was very connected. Therefore, when hubs retired we agreed to move back.

And here we are! I love it here. However, from the beginning we agreed we'd leave in the winter. Hubs grew up in AZ and we spent all of our marriage either in mild coastal areas or AZ and CA. He absolutely hates winter. And my home town has winter.

So we spent the last couple of winters in a small condo in a warm place. But man, it's rough to have two places. Financially. It's also kind of weird to live somewhere just a few months a year. you don't really build community.

yesterday Hubs (six years older than I am) said he thought that he'd rather spend his last healthy years, where he's able to travel at all, traveling for the winters instead of going to one place. And financially it washes out with owning a second place. All the expense and hassle of owning from a distance.

In theory that sounds cool right? But how would that look in truth? to just... travel several months a year? Obviously it couldn't be hotels. that would be too expensive and uncomfortable. But I can't wrap my head around what that would look like. And I'm a woman who can be uncomfortable and make accommodation.

Has anyone tried anything like this? If so... how? what was it like?

I am still pissed at myself for not letting my mother teach me to sew! But I can't so...

I have some bedrooms windows that are a serious "off" size. they are ver small. but too long for cafe curtains. not to mention they don't make light filtering or black out cafe curtains.

Can anyone take a pair of curtains and make them fit my windows?

Hello my beautiful PNW'ers. I live in Spokane in a condo with rubber gym floor that was installed nearly 20 years ago. Yes you read that right. I am in desperate need of a professional with experience cleaning/restoring this type of floor and well, surprise, spokane is not the place.

Does anyone anywhere in the PNW know of anyone? They could live anywhere in the PNW and if it's possible I'd get them here.

Possible class action lawsuit?

Wayfair is one of those love hate things right? When they're good they're very good but when they're bad they're horrid. And one of the worst things they do in my opinion is "create a label" for an item. Which puts it in the "shipped" category but it's not shipped. And they have no idea if or when it's shipping, but because it's been given the shipped category you can no longer cancel.

Then... when you try to connect with them via the ways they offer: Text and chat and phone you either can't get them to give you a live agent, or who you do they tell you in some form "gee sorry have no idea".

If it's a large item, which it normally is, when it eventually arrives you either can't send it back or it's hell to get it sent back. and expensive. So you can't cancel and you can't return.

This morning I thought "that would be a great class action lawsuit". Seriously. There has to be something in that practice that is not legal.

Are there any lawyers on here?

I just popped on to vent how sad I am that the Zephyr are being dismantled.

My husband and I only JUST discovered how fun it is to go to a game and what kick ass athletes these women are. We've been to two home games and had been really looking forward to next season. They barely missed the playoffs this year. They needed Dallas to lose and Dallas won.

The Zephyr won both games we saw and fought like banshees. I mean the athleticism. We got a lot of joy out of that. We saw one player running full speed get tripped up by another fallen player. She flew over the top of her, landed on her side and shoulder, rolled three times like a carpet rolling down a hill. Then popped up and kept playing like nothing had happened. Didn't reduce her attack by even a percentage. We didn't know her name so we just called her the small bouncy one and loved watching her play.

This is such a talented hard working group of players and it's just a bummer.

I was surprised by how few people were in the stands though. They did need more support.

I've been married twenty five years. Second marriage. Started dating when I was 37 and married at 39. He is for sure, the love of my life.

A little history first. I was using drugs by the time I was 12. Started smoking freebase and doing cocaine at 16. Got clean at 22. However, I was probably the only addict in history to not like alcohol and not use it. I didn't drink at all until I was 21 and barely drank before I got clean from cocaine at 22. In my early thirties I would occasionally have a glass of wine with friends. alcohol wasn't and never has been "my thing". It has never progressed for me and I haven't done drugs in forty years now. Not weed not nada.

But it was pretty apparent as a single woman throughout my late 20s to late 30s that alcohol and men go hand in hand. Unless a guy was in recovery, finding a man that didn't drink too much was damn hard. and my hardline was that I didn't want an alcoholic in my life. I broke up with more than one man because of his drinking.

When I met my husband I was swept away. I could see that he liked to drink but told myself it was fine. He wasn't alcoholic. He liked to "party".

Flash forward 25 years and nah dawg... he's an alcoholic. I wont' go into all the things. If you know you know. He goes on and off with "controlling" it. Because I've been clear that I think he has a problem he hides his drinking from me, controls it around me, and goes crazy away from me.

And now.. he's trying to negate his drinking with weed. Having never smoked in his life he became a regular pot smoker at 66 years old. Every single night he sits and smokes a super powerful joint.

All of this affects his behaviors when he's not actually using. he's angrier, the weed hold over makes him more confused and anxious. He doesn't want to do anything after 5pm because gawd forbid he's not just smoking weed and zoning out by 6.

It bums me out so much. Makes me incredibly sad. It puts a huge barrier between us. It's always been us as a team. and now it's him and his weed and alcohol and me out here wishing I had my husband back. Wishing we could connect more. And scared that I'm going to have to choose between an addict or being without him.

I'm just fucking bummed about it. And feel hopeless about it. I don't think he will change it.

I just saw on Spokane Pulse that there is a disco dance party at the knitting factory.

I'm old enough to have danced to disco (young kid) when it was a thing lol. And I still love to dance. I never go because the bars and music aren't my thing anymore. But this dance party sounded fun.

However, I don't want to be the only old person there. does anyone know if these things are attended by all young people?

I've been sick a lot lately. with a debilitating thing I won't name. But sometimes, when I'm covered in my cozy blanket in my comfortable home with my husband nearby I think about all the people who are sick who don't have that. I am so grateful to just be safe and warm and loved.