A Moody Thread

[Jack]

I'm kind of happy today.  Definitely not jubilant, but feeling kind of good about stuff in general.

[Silverlady]

Been in a good mood all day so far ... 

[El Misfit]

Feeling Dirty after watching the Nostalgic Critic's latest review of Milk Money....

[Psycho Circus]

Very mad. Had an empty cigarette carton thrown in my face and my bank card isn't working again!

[Cthulhu]

I'm feeling kinda melancholic...
It's in a good sense though.

[retrorussell]

Something to add to a "Moody" thread.. Matt Dillon (Melvin Moody) in My Bodyguard!

[Psycho Circus]

Ambivalent

[Silverlady]

Feeling kind of sad today. My Dad passed away 13 years ago today at the age of 80. What had made it even harder was that he had passed less than a year after my Mom.  To compound things even more, in the last couple of years of my Dad's life we hadn't been getting along too well.  I regret that I hadn't had enough patience, compassion ... whatever, at that time.

In the years that have passed since then, I've come to really appreciate things my Dad had done. He had been good to my Mom, and had been a good Father to my brother and me. He used to tell stories to us about how things were when he was a boy growing up in the 1930's. Being just a child, I was never really interested, and as a teenager I found that I didn't believe the stories he'd told us.  Now as a much older adult with a lot of life experience and acquired knowledge gained through tv, books and the internet about what life was like in the 30's and 40's, I now have quite a different take on the stories he told.  I realize now that there was a lot of truth in those stories!

My Dad was born in 1918, a year after World War 1 began. He had lived through the aftermath of the Great Depression, World War 2, The beginnings of televison ... and the list goes on and on.

My Dad was not a highly educated man. He did not complete high school (he did get a GED years later though).  His work experience started when he was a kid hauling coal or ice for people to make a little money. A nickel was a lot in those days. As a young man he worked in a foundry, and in later years he worked in banks as a teller. He was a simple man of simple means who did the best he could to provide for his family.

As my Dad grew older, it became apparent to me that he had begun suffering from bouts of depression and it went on for many years.  After my Mom passed in 1997, he in essence, just gave up. He had missed her terribly.

Anyway, I had been thinking about my Dad all day, and just wanted to share with you.

[Rev. Powell]

Feeling touched by Silverlady's post above.

[Doggett]

Feeling touched by Silverlady's post above.

Me too.

*cuddle*

[Killer Bees]

I'm feeing pretty good emotionally right now.  I've snagged a 6 week temp contract after 3 weeks off   

But it's flu season here and even though I never get sick, I'm feeling a little.....sick.  My chest is tight and I'm coughing a little and I have no energy.  If I didn't know any better, I'd swear I was suffering from morning sickness

Watch this space.

[Doggett]

I'm in a rubbish mood.

 

I'm sure I'll cheer up later

[Cthulhu]

I'm in a rubbish mood.

 

I'm sure I'll cheer up later

We've all been there...
Best wishes to you, man!

[Cthulhu]

Lonely...still lonely.

[Kaseykockroach]

Still tired of not having a job and being single (the former more so, of course). I want to start making money for myself. Lately, mother's been transferring VHS tapes for folks over an online service on a forum she visits, charging 20 bucks each VHS transfer. She suggested I try something like that, except all the forums I go to are full of geeks who already transfer VHS and such themselves regularly. :P So, as much as I'd like an online job, I'll probably end up flipping burgers.