Didn't discuss that, we talked about many things. We relate well being the way I grew up with not having ANY new technology nor phones or tv. We were too poor, so we did everything by hand and the old fashioned way.
My husband knows the feeling well! He just calls my name until I answer but not real loud. lol, wow, she has me beat. I love my tall husband. I guess us short girls just like tall guys.
I'm 6'5" and can find just about anyone in a large crowd, even shorter people as I'm sooo tall I just need to look down through the "slightly" tall 6' people lol... I hate low hanging fixtures and door jams though
I have a friend that is almost 6'7" I see how he has to duck underneath door frames and stuff. He has a hard time finding vehicles that he can drive as well.
Yeah, everybody wants to be tall and overall it is highly benificial but there are big drawbacks. I can't imagine what Shaq goes through on a daily basis and he has the $ to do it his way.
Yes he does. Being short can also be a real pain. You cannot see anything up high, you cannot find a car to weld. Now you can find a car because of all the new stuff but some people just cannot afford it so it is hard for them to find a car. The benefit is you can see real low and get down to the floor better. I was once security when I worked at Walmart and people had no idea that I was watching them and I would catch so many people stealing. Because they did not suspect that I was an employee.
My ex - 5'-3" - remarried a guy who's 6'-8". He's a class act, and I couldn't be happier for her, but it's a strange contrast.
Wow, that's crazy. My ex-husband was a jerk and still is. He has not changed over the years. I have been with my current husband for 15 years and married for eight and I could not be happier. My ex is still not with anybody because the girls cannot tolerate him.
My wife just bought a little Kia Soul because she said it fits her. I have to admit I can get in and out of it better than her last car that I hated. She has a couple of stools that she uses around the house so she can reach stuff, one she keeps in the kitchen. I trip over those dang things at least once a day
Look at the bright sides. You could fit in compact cars better; you could probably get in and out of your husband's car better. When you drop something, you could pick it up quicker, because you don't have to bend down as far. If you worked in a bank that got robbed, you could hide a under small desk they'd probably never even think anybody could fit under. You could be a jockey, if you learned how to ride horses!
My daughter doing a flip at the end of the slide LOL! lol, this is all true! I hate small cars though. If get in a wreck, it is very deadly you have almost have no chance. I have seen enough wraps with small cars here in Myrtle Beach and it is terrifying. I also do not like convertibles for the same reason. I know, I am weird like that.
Not at all weird. I say stick with that Explorer. You have better vision, too. Make the people behind you in the compact cars cuss because they can't see over you. I drive an Explorer, too, coincidently. We're just the opposite. My wife drives a Lexus, and the driver's seat is like a cockpit. When I go from my car to hers I feel like I'm sitting on the ground almost, too, lol.
So funny LOL I feel the same way when I drive his car. What year is your Ford Explorer? Mine is a 2010. Funny thing is is that I bought the Ford focus six years ago and I paid it off. And then we bought the explorer and I took the explorer and left him the focus because I have the kids.
1994 but bought it new in 1995. Needless to say I don't like to give up on things just because they've got a little age.
I like new cars. Unfortunately that is one of my obsessions. It is an expensive one but I like the safety of them. Being that I have the kids all the time I need that to rely on. Aside from the fact that when I grew up I had crappy cars. They always fell apart and overheated on me and I kept getting stranded, so I ended up starting to buy new cars. I like new cars because I do not like buying somebody else's problems.