Anticipation yearning mechanism...
I'm feeling a bit nostalgic today. I don't really know quite why. Maybe it's the weather, it's kind of dark and the atmosphere is heavy with the anticipation of rain.
I'm feeling a yearning, as most of us do from time to time I imagine, for simpler times. Really delving into the past and taking an honest look, though, forces me to realize that times weren't really simpler, just different. There were still worries, still adversities, still sadness and dark times. We view our past through time-glazed memories and usually only see the fun we had and re-experience the good feelings we felt. I suppose that's a mechanism we've built in ourselves to help retain our sanity. I certainly don't want to re-live all the terrible times in my life every time I reminisce.
So, after all that, I'm going to remember the laughter and tears of joy, and pretend times really were simpler back then. I'm going to look at the pictures and see uncomplicated times, carefree smiles and honest love. I feel fortunate to have lived life the way I have, despite regrets. It's produced some great memories.
To what has been, and what will be...
Bit of a case...
How excited are you that it's Friday? I can't even describe how happy I am that the weekend is only hours away. I hope it provides lemony fresh PineSol weather because I'm sick of looking at my dirty house. But I can't clean it until it's lemony fresh PineSol weather!! Yeah, I'm a bit of a case. But you still love me, right?
I have a bit of movie trivia for you. What movie did this line come from?
We had all followed the Ray Brower story very closely because he was a kid our age. The first one to leave a comment with the correct guess gets an original handdrawn (traced) drawing of Snoopy. This was played on Kidd Kraddick this morning and NOBODY could get it!!! I'm yelling at the computer, in my office at work, looking like a complete fool. While that may not be much different from any other day, I just couldn't believe they couldn't guess this movie. No Google-ing either!! You should know this!
Now, for a little bit harder question. Once you've guessed what movie it was... Tell me, who narrarated it? No Google-ing on this one either!
Good luck to all my fine, feathered friends!
Naturally trouble now...
When the hell is the weather gonna get and stay cool?! Huh!? It's making me bitchy. Yes, of course it's the weather. You don't think I'm naturally that way, do you?
I was sick yesterday. My babies can tell when I'm sick and they always give me less trouble and snuggle with me. I was freezing last night, was wrapped up in the blanket and still cold, and both my little ones came over and got in my lap to warm me up. They took a chance, too. They knew at any moment I could send them flying out of my lap to bolt for the nearest bathroom. Fortunately, I was pretty much done with the projectile vomitting at that point.
I'm still weak today, but I'm using my last ounce of energy to check in with you fine folks. Hope... you're having.. a wonderful... Wednesday. Must..Stop..Typing..Now..
Anything, anytime, anywhere...
Certain events have transpired recently to raise my blood pressure even higher than it normally is. Having crackheads close by is not conducive to healthy living. Especially already disrespectful crackheads with a sense of entitlement, crackheads that think they're entitled to anything, anytime, anywhere.
But, you know what? Crackheads wouldn't be able to BE crackheads without someone to enable them to live that lifestyle. Why would someone do that? Especially a parent? Do you WANT your child to be a crackhead? At some point, you have to choose to sink or swim. And if you're a parent, you have to let your child sink if that's their choice. The way your life turns out is your choice. You can choose to overcome the obstacles set in your way. Or you can choose to let them beat you down. Once everything is lost, and that still isn't enough to wake their ass up, what do you do? How do you help someone that isn't helping themselves? You take action, you make things more difficult, you take things away. You don't keep giving. You will run out of things to give eventually.
Certain events, as terrible and tragic as they may be, can't continue to be an excuse for every bad decision you make in life. I haven't had the perfect life. Both of my parents were dead before I was 20 years old, my mother when I was age 10. I've failed at many things; friendships, relationships, finances, marriage. I've certainly made many bad decisions along the way. I've cut my losses and moved back home. I never stopped trying, though. I've kept struggling to live my life. As hard as it is sometimes to get through the day, I get up and go to work.
People that continue to live, continue to try, are the ones deserving of a helping hand. Yet, the crackheads of the world are the ones reaping the benefits. Oh, they have a disease. Sure, they do. Help them get treatment for that disease. Oh, they've had a hard life. Haven't we all, get them some therapy. Don't bitch and moan about it while you continue to support them as they sit on their collective asses sucking you and society dry. Our tax dollars are hard at work helping the bums and crackheads that are ABLE to hold a job while decent, hardworking citizens who actually contribute to the world are turned away.
I seem to have gotten side tracked. I could easily go on and on. I will temper my rant for now. I've been fortunate enough to disentangle myself from the middle of the huge knot that used to be my life. A few stray tentacles are always trying to suck me back in, so I will continue to keep unraveling those strings until I'm finally free. It's all I can do.
In the meantime. Leave me, and my shit, the fuck alone, crackheads.
