Robindcr8l

Login, that IS interesting about the non-huggers. I am one of 4 children adopted at birth by my parents. We were all brought home directly from the hospital by my mom and dad. Both of my parents were pretty affectionate, expecially my mom, and they were desperate for children, so I am sure we were showered with affection from the time we were placed in their arms. What I don't know is how long it was between our births til we were given to them. Out of the 4 of us, 2 were cuddlers, and 2 were non-cuddlers. It would be interesting to know if us 2 non-cuddlers had a longer lag period between birth and placement. If so, I think it would have been a matter of maybe only hours, or at most a day, but alas, my parents are both dead now so I have no one to ask. It's certainly food for thought, though, and I appreciate the education!

Baldur

Baldur actually enjoys hugs and comes from a very non-huggy family.
I have however feigned antihugipathy (+12 points) on many occasions as it suited my temperment. There are people one just never wants to hug.

Baldur

I had a supervisor many years ago who bestowed hugs like blessings. She must have read somewhere that they foster camaraderie. It was always a rather awkward hug though.

Baldur

When enjoying (Baldur is being diplomatic) the company of my mother and sisters the extent of the physical contact is the briefest peck on the cheek.
My father will shake my hand.
My adult son will hug me enthusiastically, but then he is a hugger. My daughter seems to hug only me. It appears with her that hugging any other family members is not an option. She however seems quite demonstrative (+3 points) with her friends.

Baldur

Miss Noelle does have a propensity (+7 points) for getting Daddy in trouble.
Back in high school, whilst chatting with her guidance counselor about career options the legal profession was brought up.
She told the counselor that her father would have more respect for her if she became a prostitute than if she became an attorney.

Baldur

One of our long standing traditions were my scrambling of holidays.
I would store a couple pumpkins in the basement so we could carve jack-o-lanterns for Christmas. They might get basket full of eggs and candy on the 4th of July. It drove their mother crazy.
To this day my daughter expects me to deliver her a gift each St Massacre Day (the 14th of February). The traditional gift being cheese.

Baldur

Baldur got his first CD player when Miss Noelle was barely 4 years old.
Right away I taught her how to operate it, how to hold the disc properly, how to return the discs to their proper jewel cases afterwards.
He mother was horrified that I allowed it.
There was never any problem, my daughter was more careful with it than I was.

Doug

Greetings Sir Baldur. If i might be allowed in the club of a thousand topics.
http://www.thinkdraw.com/picture.php?pictureId=63048

marius

Ha ha ha, Doug. What an entry to Baldur Radio. Love the pic. What a joy to see you here! Hope you visit often, add to the thousand topics. It is never dull here - that's for sure! : )

marius

Baldur, you were a fun Dad, well probably still ARE a fun Dad. I adore the wild and wacky and it would have thrilled me to note St. Massacre Day with cheese, carve pumpkins on Christmas, etc. Love the picture I have of a four year old working the CD player. Good for you and good for her. Hope the guidance counselor did not need therapy after what your daughter said. (giggle).

Baldur

Welcome Doug, we hope to pass a thousand topics soon.

Dragon

I think Baldur should take more than a paltry 12 points for the word Antihugipathy. It must be worth at least +25. (Also I'm taking +5 for the use of paltry)

marius

Robin, loved the story about your son, mistletoe and aversion to hugs! Smiled when reading your comments because you are *so* not the only one with hugging or touch issues! As Baldur said, there are some people you just don't want to hug. [And, agreement here with Dragon's points for recent word useages.] : )

Touch seems to be such a wacky issue. Have heard that in other countries, adults of the same sex (gay or not) walk down the street with arms entwined, or holding hands. Here, touch seems to be such an emotional and personal issue. However, in recent years quite a few in the mental health fields have discovered that touch therapies seem to garner faster and better results than talk therapy or medications alone.

Don't know if that is true, but for me, I think it was/is true. One doctor prescribed that I go out and experience a variety of said touch therapies. The first person I saw talked with me for 45 minutes! When I finally got on the table I said, "I'm really not fond of people I don't know putting their hands on me." The guy laughed and said, "Why do you think we talked for 45 minutes before I got you to the table!" Long story short, I LOVE touch therapies now. In fact, love them so much that five years ago I took classes, etc. to learn body-work. It's not massage - more bits of this and that (like reflexology, acupressure, relaxation techniques, etc.) This is my sometimes part-time work. Still amazes me that I like putting my hands on other people, but apparently I do, and the variety of touch issues presented is amazing and lovely.

There are people who fall asleep on the table within 5-10 minutes, others who talk the whole time, and a few who explain that touch can feel painful in the sense that it gives feelings of panic, of wanting to jump out of the skin. One day I had a lady who started crying while I was working on her. She said, "Everyone should be touched like this. It's so gentle and ... well, loving." I almost cried myself because she started telling about how she grew up and I don't think she'd ever been touched very nicely in all her life... and she was married! So, from my view, people's issues with touch and hugs and all of that are not in the least odd. And, how wonderful of you to notice that your son needs affectionate hugs and to honor that need. Maybe when he gets older you can finally tell him how you are. But, in the meanwhile - hands clapping for you.

So, Ms. Snickerdoodle, a promise that when you start dropping by for the occasional glass of wine, the only other things offered will be delight, laughs, friendship and perhaps something to snack on! Alas, I'll be plum out of hugs whenever I see you. : ) As for what Login wrote - makes sense. I wonder if it also applies to families who aren't physically demonstrative. Mine wasn't, spouse's either.

Incidentally, I'm not a big fan of hugs either, but as time passes I find myself enjoying them more. (Just not bear hugs! Have never understood why some people think it's okay to squeeze til you can't breathe. Or, hmmm, maybe I Do undertand that!) Oh my - this is cracking me up!!!

marius

More about hugs:

My spouse abhors the recent flowering of the hug-society, however he likes touch. He's just extremely sensitive. One example (gee, I'm thinking this belongs in solosater's thread - I'll leave that up to her) is wind. He cannot tolerate being in windy conditions. Also some fabrics (as in clothing) send him up the wall. When I do body-work on him, generally have to start with deep pressure techniques. This means applying pressure to one place (I use the feet) and waiting until he relaxes. It's generally only a minute or two, and then proceed as normal. He has learned to live with his touch anxiety and people are wonderfully accommodating. Example: at the dentist they let him wear the lead vest that is used for Xrays during his entire appointment. He says the pressure calms. I know pressure works for many with panic and anxiety disorders. Having an attack? Just get under a ton of heavy blankets and eventually, the weight calms. Why? I don't know. An occupational therapist could probably explain it.

Baldur

OK it's time for the musical segment of our show.

This afternoon we are featuring the Primrose Sign Language Chorus doing Nick Gilder's hit 'Hot Child in the City'


Danger in the shape of somethin' wild
Stranger dressed in black, she's a hungry child
No one knows who she is or what her name is
I don't know where she came from or what her game is

(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
(Hot child in the city)

So young to be loose and on her own
Young boys, they all want to take her home
She goes downtown, the boys all stop and stare
When she goes downtown, she walks like she just don't care, care

(Hot child in the city)
(Hot child in the city)
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Yeah
(Hot child in the city)

Come on down to my place, baby
We'll talk about love
Come on down to my place, woman
We'll make love!

Hot child in the city
(Hot child in the city)
She's kinda dangerous
(Hot child in the city)
Young child
(Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty)
Young child, runnin' wild
(Hot child in the city)

marius

Wow, that song takes me back. Since it's kind of slow going for the musical segment (only one song), here's a contribution. Wanted to put in Connie Dover's rendition of "Wicked John and the Devil," but alas, if it was on youtube couldn't find it. Anyway, the one below has pretty pics that go with it.

Connie Dover sings, "Laddie Lie Near Me"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yGl2iHD1qXA

Login

That's a lovely, gentle song, marius ... and isn't Ireland beautiful.

marius

Wrong devil song. Here's right song and lyrics. Connie Dover is a local artist (although she sang in one of Mel Gibson's movies - Braveheart? not sure). Anyway, every year she sings this Devil song at the Weston, MO Irish Fest. It's gets the croud giggling.

TITLE: The Devil and the Farmer's Wife

There was an old man lived over the hill
If he ain't moved on he's a livin' there still
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

Well the devil came up to him one day
Said, one of your family I'm gonna take away
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

Oh, please don't take my eldest son
There's work on the farm that's got to be done
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

All I want's that wife of yours
Well, you can take her with all of my heart
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

Well, he picks up the wife upon his back
And off to hell he goes clickety clack
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

He carries her on about a mile down the road
He said old woman you're a devil of a load
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

He carries her on down to the gates of Hell
He says poke up the fire we'll scorch her well
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

There were two little devils with a ball and chain
She ups with her foot and kicks out their brains
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

Nine little devils went climbin' up the walls
Sayin' take her back Daddy she'll murder us all
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

Got up the next mornin' and spied thru the crack
I seen the old devil come a draggin' her back
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

He said here's your wife both sound and well
If I kept her any longer she'd a tore up hell
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

He said I been a devil most all my life
But I never been in hell till I met your wife
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

This show's that women are better than the men
They can go down to hell and come back again
Sing fi fi, diddle-i-fi, diddle-i, diddle-i-ay

Login

Thanks for this musucal interlude ... I'm off to slumberland now, with that haunting melody still in my ears. Goodnight all.

marius

Yes, Login - Ireland's beautiful thought I've only seen it through pictures. My great-grandmother hails from Ireland. She never got back to visit but her daughter, my grandmother, did. Probably still have relatives there. Keep dreaming I'll get there someday.