Your Questions About Shingles

who sings this old song there are several versions of it?

This old house once knew its children
This old house once knew its wife
This old house was home and comfort
As they fought the storms of life

This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now it trembles in the darkness
When the lightning walks about

Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
Ain’t gonna need this house no more
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
He’s getting ready to meet the saints

This old house is gettin’ shaky
This old house is gettin’ old
This old house has seen the rain
This old house has seen the cold

Oh his knees are gettin’ chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
‘Cause he sees an angel peepin’
Through a broken window pane

Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
Ain’t gonna need this house no more
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
He’s getting ready to meet the saints

This old house is gettin’ shaky
This old house is gettin’ old
This old house has seen the rain
This old house has seen the cold

Oh his knees are gettin’ chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
‘Cause he sees an angel peepin’
Through a broken window pane

Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
Ain’t gonna need this house no more
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain’t gonna need this house no longer
He’s getting ready to meet the saints

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Exactly WHO do you have to be to get FEMA help?

We have lived in Southwest Central Louisiana for our whole lives and never asked for FEMA assistance until Hurricane Rita. We didn’t evacuate, spent two weeks with no electricity, no running water, only MRE’s to eat with two very small children. A huge tree limb fell through the back of our house, completely taking out our closed in back porch and leaving an exposed live electrical wire, ripping some of the siding off of the house, and making a fairly large hole in our roof over the kitchen. Guess what FEMA denied our claim stating that we didn’t have enough damage. With Gustav, shingles came up on the roof and rain poured into the attic space causing the ceiling to crack and cave in about two inches in the middle of the living room. Same thing again “denied, not enough damage” During Gustav we did evacuate (it was mandatory) and spent $698 on hotel, food, and gas. According to FEMA we qualify for nothing.

So what has to happen to you for FEMA to help? Do you have to have a tree hanging out of your *ss for them to assist you? What is the point of being declared a disaster area if you are going to get no help?
Insurance??? that is a laugh! The only kind of insurance you can find here after katrina and rita is the kind no one can afford.

And I don’t concider MOLD growing in the attic of your home to be sanitary.

I can NOT stand my mother in law to be?

I have been with my fiance for 7 years. We have two beautiful children together & a good relationship. The usual topic of argument is mostly his mother. She loves drama & causing chaos.
His family & I got along fine until we moved us to his home town (which this town might have a population of 800 people living in it).
My mother in law to be has made negative comments only around me about my kids & my fiance. So when I called her on it in front of my fiance she said oh you misconstrued things or she never said that. I don’t know how many times we have gone round & round about things she has said or how two faced she can be. She can be the sweetest thing and literally as soon as I walk in the other room she is talking about me in a negative way. She is like this with everyone, but I still take it personal.
Because I have called her on her sh!t, she has got the family convinced I’m to blame.
Like I said we live in a small town. I have walked into people at the local store hear them whispering about me, I actually heard two women behind me in line saying “she is a trouble maker” meaning me. So thanks to my mother in law to be & her daughter I have the reputation of being the “trouble maker” so I have a hard time making friends here, and feel like an outcast.
The women is really sick she has had an addiction to pain meds since she was in her late 30’s. Now she is in her early 50’s the doc has recently took her off the methadone & put her on oxy’s and I think she is full blown crazy now.
Yesterday she called up asking my fiance to find her a pot cigarette b/c she was in so much pain obviously my fiance declined. Half and hour later she called again asking for the same favor & my fiance declined again.
A couple of hours went by I answer the phone it was my mother in law to be hysterical saying she was in so much pain, I told her you have enough pain meds (she is on oxycotins, oxycodones, percocets, colodipins, & others…)
She had me convinced she was having a nervous break down, as well as informing me that she has shingles and she knew about this for the past week.
Well my 5 year old was just over there 2 days ago WTF!!! This is the kinda cr@p that starts family arguments b/c if my fiance and I ask his father about this recent illness he will flip and say I’m causing problems.
The last illness my mother in law to be had was mrsa & her husband and daughter both denied she had it flipped on me saying I’m causing problems, meanwhile my daughter caught the staph. The whole family denied it & when my daughter was a clear from the mrsa my mother in law to be told me she had mrsa & it is now in remission, but again my fiance and her husband both out of the room.

So I would like to know your pinion on why the family is labeling me as the problem & why do they in full force enable this wwomen’saddiction & also not honest with us about her contagious illnesses. I’m so stressed out about this & this is effecting my relationship with fiance & I.

Found this in a pile of old poems…is it any good or is it a waste of space?

On a cloudy day, the rain comes down, down, down-
Down, down

Pittering, pattering, tipping, tapping.
Among shingles.

Trickle, trickle- trickling along a surface like cherry blood from the fruit.

Tip.
Tap.

Tip.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.
Wet and moist and glowing green- filtering through the sodden leaves.
Children splashing with sunflower rubberboots- in the hollows of earth’s neck.

The sun must have smiled at our world because the regular beat of falling rain has stopped, stopped.
Hippie shirt patterns appear above- children raising their young (oh so young!) heads and beaming at the bright mortality.

What now, could have caused this cry?
Is it in pain from plant-houses? Or maybe time. It has been tick tick ticking among us- has anyone walked a mile?

Whatever it was, Earth feels better.
For now.

Is my poem okay? (re-post)?

Found this in a pile of old poems…is it any good or is it a waste of space?
On a cloudy day, the rain comes down, down, down-
Down, down

Pittering, pattering, tipping, tapping.
Among shingles.

Trickle, trickle- trickling along a surface like cherry blood from the fruit.

Tip.
Tap.

Tip.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.
Wet and moist and glowing green- filtering through the sodden leaves.
Children splashing with sunflower rubberboots- in the hollows of earth’s neck.

The sun must have smiled at our world because the regular beat of falling rain has stopped, stopped.
Hippie shirt patterns appear above- children raising their young (oh so young!) heads and beaming at the bright mortality.

What now, could have caused this cry?
Is it in pain from plant-houses? Or maybe time. It has been tick tick ticking among us- has anyone walked a mile?

Whatever it was, Earth feels better.
For now.

thanks, just some comments please? i can take anything harsh so don’t worry about that. voice your true opinion (: