i want my baby back baby back baby back
 

i almost lost my husband this weekend. he decided to get a job on a fishing boat and he left on his first trip wednesday night, out of newport, rhode island. on friday night their engine died while they were about 80 miles out into the sea. then we had a "noreaster" storm - waves 20 feet, winds 50 miles an hour. it was a small boat. i had no way of contacting him. i didn't know if i would ever see him again. i was at work and i saw the boat on t.v. and they said they were stranded and i was sent home from work because i was a mess.. they tried to tow the boat but the chain broke and it was not safe enough to go on the deck and try again. i called the coast guard. they said the boat just had to sit there until the weather calmed down. they just now hooked them up to tow them and i have no idea what time he's getting back. but i'm pretty sure he's safe now. i probably have an ulcer and a severe case of dehydration. i never knew how much i loved him until i thought he was going to die. i don't know why i'm posting this...i have so much nervous energy right now. i guess my point is to not take advantage of those you love, because there's no guarantee that they're always going to be around. and never put your life on the line for money!!

You have just had the experience of wives on the New England coast. The only difference between you and the wives of 150 years ago is that you saw on TV that the boat hadn't sunk.

Why do you think they call those cute little fenced in walkways on the rooves of houses "widow's walks?"

Let him decide whether he wants to remain a fisherman. It is his choice, not yours. Forcing him not do to something he wants to do will remain between you and him forever. Actually, your marriage will be most likely dramatically shortened if you do so.

And whatever you do, don't watch "The Perfect Storm."

A little preemptive scolding there, wolf?

It makes the eventual "I told you so" have more impact.

I wouldn't worry too much about an ulcer. They're actually caused by a bacteria called "Helicobacter pylori". Stress just makes it hurt worse.

wolf, i think you are extremely insensitive . also, i never said he was not going to be a fisherman anymore. i don't control him, we work together. he can do whatever he wants. we watched the perfect storm together two weeks ago, by the way.

just as long as you don't get a call from Davey Jones' Storage Inc.

Insensitive? Merely realistic.

The risks of such a job are well known. Despite these risks, people decide to take these jobs. Some do so because of familial ties and attachments to such a profession. Some gravitate to it because of a sense of adventure, others because the money is reputed to be good. (although not as good as it once was. Overfishing and pollution have depleted the schools of fish and beds of shellfish. You have to work longer and harder hours for an equivalently sized catch.) Again, this is something that you will see in any New England fishing town.

You said " i never knew how much i loved him until i thought he was going to die."

If you didn't know it before that moment, perhaps you are confusing the feeling. It appears that you were stunned by the possibility of loss, of being alone. That's not the same as being in love. The intensity of feeling in love should not increase merely at that time. I hope I'm wrong.

IF YOU HAD READ THE SENTENCE CORRECTLY...
you would have read that I said I never knew HOW MUCH I loved him. I KNEW that I loved him all along.

by the way, it was his FIRST trip out, and he never really wanted to be a fisherman. He only took the job because he wanted to get me a nice christmas present and help us get out of debt. What he really loves to do is work with computers. And he didn't know that there was going to be a huge storm and that his life would be at risk. It must be a big deal, because the local news station keeps calling me and they are coming to my house to do an interview and later they will be at the dock when he arrives. He was in so much danger and I was so worried sick about him and all i could think about is how meaningless a stupid christmas present/ getting out of debt is, when the only thing I really care about is his safety and well being. When he pulls in it will make this the second most happy day of my life (the first would be the day I married him) and i'm not going to let your smart ass comments ruin it. Seems like you are maybe disappointed with the happy ending, huh?

Not me, I'm jealous.

Nope. HE wanted to be... A LUMBERJACK!

I don't give a damn one way or the other.

Hope all goes well.

May you have a happy life, etc.

The alternative, of course, would have been your selling your hair, and his selling his pocketwatch.

Don't you just love a storybook ending?

Leaping from tree to tree...

...with his best gal by his side!

i never wanted to be a waitress, but yet sometimes you end up doing things you don't want to do for the money. that's why i said he never wanted to be a fisherman...what's up with all the sarcasm? ....thanks for the best wishes wolf, and to everyone else who doesn't like me for one reason or another (even though i never tried to purposely offend anyone, i just seem to attract rude comments...) don't worry, my honey will be home in 3 1/2 hours and i'll be too busy to post...and to everyone who was actually happy for me and my "storybook ending"-thanks, love you.

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was that enough?
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for good measure

no, it's more like my husband my husband my husband my husband my husband my husband my husband.

Yeah, insoluble. Don't you know the difference between "you you you you you you you" and "my my my my my my my?"

ROFL

fine. you go through a crisis and try not to be concerned about it. what if your wife or girlfriend or sister was in a plane that got hijacked? i bet it would be a different story. bet that's all you would talk about. i bet if she came home safely you would want to tell the whole world about it, you'd be so happy. but then you'd find that no one really gives a shit and they just crack on you for being concerned about a huge event that will affect the rest of your life, as if you should be talking about the weather or some video game instead. whatever.

I'd probably be too busy talking to friends and family about it to tell the whole world actually... I don't think telling the world would even cross my mind.

This is just a misunderstanding, Stacy. Enjoy being with your husband tonight, then come back to this thread a week or so later when the emotions aren't so strong. I think if you did that, you'd find that her words could be interpreted a different way.

a LumberWHo? Lumber ?Jack? that just sounds so unnatural!

er......i'm sorry to report that stacy's husband was killed by a bus while he was crossing the street after getting off of that boat earlier this evening. The whole thing was caught on camera by that pesky news crew that was haranguing stacy on the phone today. Unbelievable irony.

























just kidding....................sorry, stacyv, i'm a tool

Christ on a rollercoaster. I just sent soda shooting out my nose all over my monitor.

you're not funny. now i have to wait until midnight or 1 am because of all these friggin delays. i did'nt want to worry my family with the news until i knew for sure he was okay and i already told everybody i knew, okay? and i've been sitting here all day just waiting and waiting for the boat to get back, and it's not like i can watch a movie or think about anything else right now. so THAT'S why i posted that. some people just LOOK for things to pick apart, just LOOK for ways to bring somebody down. trust me, I'm only here subjecting myself to this bullshit because my baby's not back yet.

If you have time on your hands, how about bathing, primping, planning, rounding up candles, chilling wine and that kind of preparation for the big night? :)

Ok I'm evil, I laughed my ass off. :haha:

Hey, at least now you get to cash in on the "I almost died" sex. Just how often does that come around?

OMG. I am crying I'm laughing so hard.

So are you more concerned about your husband as a person or about your own personal sense of anxiety and loss? Just curious.

Oh, just stop being a jerk, insoluble.

STACY,
is he back home now? safe and sound?....i was worried for you

he is back home and our storybook ending is complete. we are both very happy. he said he will do whatever makes me happy, so we decided that he would get a diferent non-life threatening job. i was on the news twice last night and this morning too. kind of cool. i got my baby back baby back baby back :) ;) :p

Your after-sex demeanor is much more pleasant. :)

It all makes sense now...

:doit:

Sorry, all I saw after reading that was the above...lol! :D

And maybe this:

:blunt: (think aftersex ciggie)

oh yeah, that was a highlight i forgot to mention.:D :o :o :o :D

and juju, it WAS his choice. i told him i wouldn't want to talk him into doing anything that he would later resent me for. he said there's nothing to miss about fishing and that he wants me to be happy.

Stop daveing her, juju!

I'm sorry.

apology accepted. i'm too happy to be mad at ya

yeah yeah - i know. Just trying to stay in line with the web sadist profile :)

I was only kidding about the apology.

Why would you be mad at me?

juju, i was never mad, because that was too petty to ruin my good mood, but you posted everything i wrote about him going out to sea, one after another, and then said you get it, and it seemed sarcastic to me. seemed like you were nitpicking, but whatever. i'm really not concerned.

Um, OC.. how old are you?

(And anyone else, how old is the song that that "restaurant advertising slogan" is based off of?)

Just a couple years, I think.

I dunno. I think OC has got to be older than two.

I wasn't aware it was anything other than an advertising jingle, but I hope it wasn't this song.

Although if it was, what a great coup on the part of the advertising agency ... flipping the bird at a client, being paid for it, and the client remains clueless.

EDIT TO ADD: that ad campaign debuted in 1995, apparently.