Re: Re: One of Sher's writings

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Babs... Yes, I've been in the South and/or with a "Southern" person...it is the culture and I don't find that offensive. Put it with that wonderful drawl thang and it becomes charming! I too call those near and dear to me "honey...sweetie" but never a stranger.

This little writing was written particularly from my personal PNW viewpoint...I hope you didn't take offense way down there in TX. Certainly none intended...but you know that I'm sure.

Sorry to hear about the stomach stuff going through your family. That can be a dangerous bug and some here in Oregon have been hospitalized. Come to think of it, it must have moved South...don't hear much about it currently.

OK, the next time you give out medical advice I'll send you...

Hear me talk!

MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ NasturtiumsDon't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!

Re: One of Sher's writings

Mama-Sher, that was a fun read! You would NOT be very happy down in myneck of the woods though. In my house every one and the dogs arecalled "sweetie" "honey" "baby" or "darlin'"...except for Chaz and heis called You Old So and So!I guess it's a Southern thang, since I didn't do this when I lived inCali or Oregon. My daughter does it too, as well as my sisters and niece.Which is strange because, ya know, we really DO know each othersnames! :)Hugs!Babs in Texas>> Hi everybody... I was looking at some of my past writings and Ithought you might enjoy this little piece. I so miss writing (and cansee today where I could have "done a better job" on this). Writersand artists have a tough time knowing when to "stop tweaking". > > My illness has taken from me the ability to write as I used to. Well...anyway......................> > > > Senior Mental Health Program Newsletter Vol. 7 No. 3 Fall, 2003 - Page 8> > > > PET PEEVES> > I don't know about you, but words like> > "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Dear" are pet> > names for my husband, children and grandchildren.> > I do not like these words delivered> > to me from a waitress along with my meal.> > Nor do I appreciate the familiarity of these> > words when spoken by a store clerk, the> > person who cuts my hair or the lady at the> > checkout stand at the grocery store. Waiting> > in my doctor's office, I am immediately> > piqued when the receptionist and/or nurse> > call me "Sweetie". I have a name. I won't> > get confused. Please don't patronize me> > with friendly gestures. Respect me by using> > my name. > > I know, I know, people who use these words> > wish only to be friendly, helpful, warm, encouraging, sympathetic,comforting, affectionate and kind. Everything I may need in> > particular circumstances. What I don't need> > is feeling impersonal in my particular circumstance.> > I think "Sweetie" is adorable pinned> > on my granddaughters, who of course are> > sweet beyond measure! "Sweetie" doesn't> > go with my outfit and I don't need a label> > pinned on me like a name tag at Nursery> > School. I will not get lost. I promise. I have> > on occasion, asked the bearer of these> > cheerful greetings to please not call me> > "Sweetie" or "Dear" and I tell them what I tell> > you, it sounds so patronizing. Well, then we> > are each embarrassed and falling over each> > other to explain ourselves. More often than> > not my husband and I roll our eyes at each> > other, grimace and say nothing.> > Another one of my pet peeves is when I see> > a senior treated like a twit! You know what I> > mean. If you don't see or hear well, conversation is directed at athird party as if your brain is dead and you can't make your owndecisions. "Is she tolerating her medication?"a nurse asked me aboutmy blind> > grandmother. "I don't know, ask her," was> > my immediate reply. "Would she like soup or> > salad?" was asked of me on another day> > but my answer was the same, "I don't know,> > ask her." > > I love seniors. I am one, and nobody asked me about my pet peevesbut at least nobody calls me "sweetie" when I voice my opinion.> > > MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ Nasturtiums> Don't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!>

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Babs... Yes, I've been in the South and/or with a "Southern" person...it is the culture and I don't find that offensive. Put it with that wonderful drawl thang and it becomes charming! I too call those near and dear to me "honey...sweetie" but never a stranger.

This little writing was written particularly from my personal PNW viewpoint...I hope you didn't take offense way down there in TX. Certainly none intended...but you know that I'm sure.

Sorry to hear about the stomach stuff going through your family. That can be a dangerous bug and some here in Oregon have been hospitalized. Come to think of it, it must have moved South...don't hear much about it currently.

OK, the next time you give out medical advice I'll send you...

Hear me talk!

MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ NasturtiumsDon't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!

Re: One of Sher's writings

Mama-Sher, that was a fun read! You would NOT be very happy down in myneck of the woods though. In my house every one and the dogs arecalled "sweetie" "honey" "baby" or "darlin'"...except for Chaz and heis called You Old So and So!I guess it's a Southern thang, since I didn't do this when I lived inCali or Oregon. My daughter does it too, as well as my sisters and niece.Which is strange because, ya know, we really DO know each othersnames! :)Hugs!Babs in Texas>> Hi everybody... I was looking at some of my past writings and Ithought you might enjoy this little piece. I so miss writing (and cansee today where I could have "done a better job" on this). Writersand artists have a tough time knowing when to "stop tweaking". > > My illness has taken from me the ability to write as I used to. Well...anyway......................> > > > Senior Mental Health Program Newsletter Vol. 7 No. 3 Fall, 2003 - Page 8> > > > PET PEEVES> > I don't know about you, but words like> > "Honey", "Sweetie", and "Dear" are pet> > names for my husband, children and grandchildren.> > I do not like these words delivered> > to me from a waitress along with my meal.> > Nor do I appreciate the familiarity of these> > words when spoken by a store clerk, the> > person who cuts my hair or the lady at the> > checkout stand at the grocery store. Waiting> > in my doctor's office, I am immediately> > piqued when the receptionist and/or nurse> > call me "Sweetie". I have a name. I won't> > get confused. Please don't patronize me> > with friendly gestures. Respect me by using> > my name. > > I know, I know, people who use these words> > wish only to be friendly, helpful, warm, encouraging, sympathetic,comforting, affectionate and kind. Everything I may need in> > particular circumstances. What I don't need> > is feeling impersonal in my particular circumstance.> > I think "Sweetie" is adorable pinned> > on my granddaughters, who of course are> > sweet beyond measure! "Sweetie" doesn't> > go with my outfit and I don't need a label> > pinned on me like a name tag at Nursery> > School. I will not get lost. I promise. I have> > on occasion, asked the bearer of these> > cheerful greetings to please not call me> > "Sweetie" or "Dear" and I tell them what I tell> > you, it sounds so patronizing. Well, then we> > are each embarrassed and falling over each> > other to explain ourselves. More often than> > not my husband and I roll our eyes at each> > other, grimace and say nothing.> > Another one of my pet peeves is when I see> > a senior treated like a twit! You know what I> > mean. If you don't see or hear well, conversation is directed at athird party as if your brain is dead and you can't make your owndecisions. "Is she tolerating her medication?"a nurse asked me aboutmy blind> > grandmother. "I don't know, ask her," was> > my immediate reply. "Would she like soup or> > salad?" was asked of me on another day> > but my answer was the same, "I don't know,> > ask her." > > I love seniors. I am one, and nobody asked me about my pet peevesbut at least nobody calls me "sweetie" when I voice my opinion.> > > MamaSher, age 69. IPF 3-06, OR./ Nasturtiums> Don't fret about tomorrow, God is already there!>