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LOST AND FOUND/DON’T YOU JUST HATE IT/WOW LOOK WHAT I FOUND

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Holy . . .Look what i found. I didn’t know it was lost. I knew i put it away, had no idea it was lost. I found my little orange memo pad. Wow when i opened it-up, i read Aug.21/07 I think i will share this with you. I feel like i should, that this LOST AND FOUND memo pad will be just as wierd, strange, odd,  funny,  and for all i know , shocking and some what imbarressing. But  in the end it is just words written in a little orange pad that was lost and found.  2007 was a long time-ago. So lets see how wierd it was then.

[Don't you  just hate it when you start cleaning and find a pile of paper and pictures and paintings and bills and any other hording you felt needed to be in that pile. . . .Well that is what i thought i should do this day . . .Finaly sort through this heaping space taking, dust collecting, eye sore pile of stuff. MY STUFF. The stuff i don't get rid of in the first p[lace. I some how start little piles of horded stuff. But i need the space. As i said, i am taking over this no names crap.  To funny. But not so funny that i have to clean and sort and do my best not to toss the wrong piece of hord.  But because i founf this orange memo pad i want to know too, now, which means the starting the tear-down of some of this , stuff, will have to wait.  Which is a bad thing as this copying the memo pad to you guys i could have had plenty of time to clean lots of this , stuff out. But this looks fun, so "hear" it is.  SO ARE YOU READY?   I THINK I AM READY!  {Hope it's all good stuff} word for word here i go.

Aug.21/07

My day started out fine. Did some house work, got laundry done and played on my computer. Then my oldest daughter showed up and asked me if i wanted to go  row-boating in a dingy, the St. Laurwance river. Sure that would be great fun. We pumped them up. Got out out about an hundred feet and my dingy had a leak! Not Fun!!

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Oct.

Windy- Sunday 21/07

Sunny-

Bob and i have something in comon, we both like root-beer.

Anarondick mountains

Same day.

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Oct.

Raining-  Saturday 27/07

At Bob's house, woke-up here. Last night i met his daughter. Cute little thing she is. Quit quick with some comebacks. LoL.

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Nov.10/2007  Saturday

Woke-up at bob's, things were good until i had my first smoke.It wasn't even a whole smoke. As the matter of fact it wasn't even a half of one and it sure made me lighted-headed. I'm going to take an Advil. I have a headache. Tuesday Nov. 6, Bob asked me to be his girlfriend. Of course i said yes. I think he is mighty fine. I like him lots.

Nov. 11,2007 Sunday. 7:20 am.

Last night Bob bought me my first gift. A little green lighter. How sweet,I thpught it was very thoughtful. Now i don't have to use the B-B-Q thiong, such a chore. (make sure the little button was to the right and push down.) Well it always didn't work the first time around! So nicwe  gift. I'm getting used to these weird underwear. God the things people wear for their partners. I have to keep pulling the pantie line out of my crack! Gheese, Glad i don't wear them all the time. 9:oo A.M. Bob gave me cold pizza to eat for Breakfest. Wow!  nice guy. We left to go see,[sorry]

Must honor the nonames code.[thank-you].

We left to go see a little girl around 9:30 AM. It was fun to ee her. She likes Bob. So do I. She playd with him near the whole time there. Even while i was down getting my hair cut. We could hear her laughing with Bob. After a while of playing outside with,  NEXT PAGE     her we went in, got her settled and said  good-bye. From there Bob took us to wall-mart shopping. We walked around look ing for  my daughter, but i guess it  was not her work day. So Bob wanted to go into electrincs and i wanted to go into the picture printing. He did his thing i did mine. When i was finished i desided to look at DVD’sand see Karoke songs.     TURN THE PAGE  Then i came a cross a DVD that i had seen on the T.V. the night before. Wow i could not believe it. I was buying it. But Bob found me, and took it away from me. “You can’t buy that”!  He said.   “Yes i can, and i am”> I said. “No you can’t”.  He said as he took it away from me.  ”But i want to!”  “No you don’t want that!”  “Yes i do Bob!”   “No, you want this!”, and he handed   NEXT PAGE      me a small bag. I stood with my mouth opened for a moment, then asked. “What is this?” “Take it .”  He said with a smile. Well i took it opened it, and couldn’t believe it. He had already bought it for me!. Wow Bob my second gift.                                                                          NOVEMBER                                                                   19th. Monday morning. I’m home from the weekend of Bob”s hopuse. I had a lot of fun as I   TURN THE PAGE    Do there. He danced for me somemore. We played crib again out of 6 games I won one! Wow. Next  night saturday i wn again. I just can’t beat him. Sunday rolled along and we went to see the little girl again bought her a few things, like a toilet-seat, panties-with plactic lining three pairs. And toonie and benno pajamas. Funny   NEXT PAGE   thing she was sitting on the toilet when i got there with the gifts. We went groc. shopping Bob paid for everything, might as well say   100.00 bucks. 90 something     . I made him three pans of Lasonya. He will eat that all week. After supper i did dishes, he went out to the store and purchased shaving equipment, when  he got back . I was into    TURN THE PAGE  football and he was into shaving. He did such a grand job. I am starting to Love this man and leaving his home is getting Sad. I want so much to keep him. Bob said he will visit me Tuesday. Yummy. The Christmas dance is tow weeks away.Shpuld be fun. With Bob of course.                                                                                                         Nov.24,2007  Saturday. Wow I’m not sure what is going on but I am at a distance here NEXT PAGE    at Bob’. I not happy or something, not sure why. maybe it is the  musty mold i smell, constantly breathing it in and out. Knowing this stuff kills you in the long run. Wondering if spores, begone growing   in my lungs. I have been getting dizzy shortly after i started spending  the weekends here. can it be connected in some sort of way? Could it be just coincidadince going through  perimemopause?     TURN THE PAGE   I would only know if i visit my doctor. Some how i must deal with away to get back this great happiness i had. It was quite ownderful. I feel like i am away inside myself lost, Abondon, gone some where and i can’t get out. Maybe it is my face and hair. I can’t stand looking at it eigher one of them. maybe it is MR> Smith reading my    NEXT PAGE  work!? I don’t know. I know i need a way out. I want to come back. For now . . .I will just play along and try not to be mean. It is hard though. I am fighting. But Bob knows  something is wrong.  That is good i think. But i already told him there is a few of me. i can’t tell you if he believes it. But i am gone that I   TURN THE PAGE    can tell you. I don’t know who  has taken  over, but i won’t let Bob get hurt.  Saturday Dec.8th, 2007. Up and awake  A very nice awaking as,well. I am  at Bob’s. And    last night Bobby gave me  one Birthday gift. He gave me a big blue fluffy housecoat. It is so warm and soft. the blue clour in it is very Beautiful.    NEXT PAGE

Just one thing about the gift.Wow! ! the housrcoat is very electricfiying and quite clingy. Holy cow. Shock after shock. Very funny indeed.  But i Love it. So much static!! One might say. don’t have it on in a lighting storm. Sattistacly speaking of course. Now i wonder what the other present is?  Two more day and we will see. Before i  TURN THE PAGE   Forget. Bob also gave me a old flask. Glass at that wrapped in leather. I like it. Not what i expected it to look like at all.  But a flask indeed.      THAT IS IT THERE IS NOTHING ON THE NEXT PAGE

A few pages later.     Mr. Smith.

Full body gear with war paint under his eyes, running down the hall yelling. ‘Okay! Lets do this!”

SEVEN PAGES LATER   Barry has the dose.  Barry has the dose.Nothing but a loser. barry has the dose. he went and told his mother he blamed it on his brother. he fell in Love with others barry has the dose.     TURN THE PAGE   TWENTY-SEVEN PAGES LATER

JULY 7, 2011  Thursday    I am sitting in the hallway at the medical center waiting for a blood test, When i arrived they told me one hour, have a seet. There were no seats. So i went over to the HOME HARDWEAR. Nice i looked at everything in the store. There were a few things i would like  to buy Mark for his Birthday. July 22, i think. Now here i am back and waiting. Sucks ass.  NEXT PAGE    I spent 21 minutes at the store, this was good, but when i got back here there were still no seats. Shame.             TURN THE PAGE                                                                   July 2, 2011            Out with danielle. Look at notepad. Look at talk and type. Do lots of gossiping. Go get headscan. Go eat.                                                                                                                                              July 7, 2011       We ate, but bought nothing. The gossip was all about the Denise. She spoke of  a Claudette.  That was crazy.  Mine was  Denise and Susie. Ohg yes Adele. The ride she picked me up in was filthy. The seat was littered with food.    TURN THE PAGE                                                                        July 22,/11        I have this plan about a game played on T. V. writing small scripts.   TURN THE PAGE  nothing TURN THE PAGE    Nora was mad!! They didn’t like her thinking.They called her stupid. Mistake no one calls her stupid. We act upon our thoughts.  NEXT PAGE    Nora had known about this, and went in through this tunnel with the owner years ago before he died. As she locked herself out. and he just happened by. So he figured he would show her the way  as long as she did promise   she would never tell anyone.  She ne4ver had. Nora was true to her word.  Frigg i should have opened the windows before i started drinking.  TURN THE PAGE   

LABYRINTH

Nora’s house is laied out like a Labyrinth. There is also two, coincelled  doors in the floor. One is in the bathroom the other is in the walk-in closet. These doors lead down under the building  nand was used for boot-legging and sorts.  This permitted the secret sneaking around,   This exited out into the woods tunnled out about  60 feet. The passage- way was covered behind rocks and trees.        NO MORE PAGES

Well i had enough cleaning for today, and goodday to you.

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STEALING ART/ART BY A THREE-YEAR OLD/NO I JUST BORROWED IT

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STEALING ART . . .That is not what i did!

It so happened i got to go to MYARTSCREEN, to pay a visit and say hello. While i was there i my eye caught a glimpse of green calling my attention to this table. I had to go see this green piece of art holding my eye like a captor. I took pictures of what i saw in this painting by this artbyathreeyearold kid. Besides i called out quite loudly that this painting is AWESOME can i take a picture, granted i took a few pictures, but at this same point in time i also said . . .I’d want to post this to some readers. All was well with my intent at the time. So what is the big deal now . . .I wouldn’t mind borrowing this, i even asked the kid’s mother, what is the  painting of?  . . .She said what.  By that i gathered no one really heard me at all, they walked on,  when  i was drawn in by this piece of work. She came to see what i was tasking about and told me the painting is A HEART TO MAKE YOU HAPPY. Besides . . .I know how slow they are over at MYARTSCREEN, and they know how weird i am. I hope you Love it as much as i do.

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ART BY A THREE-YEAR OLD         ” A HEART TO MAKE YOU HAPPY”

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LUCYANNA/ WHY IS MY CHILD SO BOSSY/PARENTING

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RAISING CHILDREN

Someone asked, hey Lucyanna?  Who is the boss in your home you or the kid? And how did things go wrong with your friends kid? Why are they so bad? “BAD KIDS ?” . . .

The thing of it is was,  i knew my MOTHER & FATHER were my BOSS. Now this is my home and i am the boss and the child does as it is told.

The thing of it all is somewhere along the line parent and child reversed role, allowing the child to take over the boss, position, of the house hold. They allowed this,  i did not.

But the thing of it is the parent doesn’t even realize  the “position”,  they gave up to their child,  now their BOSS, was indeed something they were doing by allowing the kid to always get their way.  But then Society, along with  the parent  then,  deemed the kid to be spoiled, rotten, mean, bad and all sorts of names, without understanding the child still thinks he is in charge.

Complicated i know, but simple really, it’s like eating any time you are hungry for ever, now you are not allowed to! What are you going to do?  You always eat . . .Now no one is going to let you eat. What do you think you will do?  EXACTLY!    And it is nobody’s  business what you would do.   And more than likely,  it will be something bad. And why not? Your starving! . . .Well same with the kid you don’t listen to anymore. How do you think it feels? Ship-ahoy mate. We’re on our own boys.  Smell you later.

You don’t blame a child,  you ask why? Odd how there are always reasons.

The thing of it is . . .It is most likely over something really childish in the first place, and i only say “Childish” because it all derived from a child’s [point of view and the parent failed to see this by falling  not to obey the BOSS, which was the role in the house-hold  given to the child, all because the parent forgot that "parents",  are the boss! Not. { Awe, look at the cute little baby, let it have one or give it one to stop it crying, people are looking}. I ask you . . .Does you boss care if you are crying or you want it.  NO!  They explain anything as to why not.

It's not a bad kid it is a bad parent. More than likely . . .the child's parent was not properly parent-ed either. Which is why i say NO! to your question.

NO!  YOU DO NOT ALWAYS  KNOW BETTER.  BETTER THAN WHAT? BETTER THAN WHO? [ So you ask].

We are not born knowing we are taught. There are thousands of teachings who the better? What the better. We are who we were taught to be. Sure, then we are on our own, our own BOSS. “Unless the parents are around”.

But don’t laugh just yet . . .There happen to be thousands of parents that are the BOSS in the house.   And look at some of those children . . .EXACTLY!

The good and the bad.All with money, some good some bad. We know the good are the ones that become doctors. But they want money to save your life. So i can not tell you if that is good or bad.I guess that would make money the boss, maybe i’m wrong. What kind of question is that anyways?

So you think by listening to your parents and going to school, learning a trade makes you good? We make ourselves good with the help of our parents. 

The thing there is that it is a special kind of people to learn to save lives rather take lives.   But they charge you lots of money. Odd to me,  i’m just saying.  So what is good what is bad? Unless we are taught we know nothing. {But to know “nothing” is a good thing sometime}.   Sometimes to know too much is not good for the brain. [We call these people idiots] . So we are taught. Which is odd to me,  because parents take the time to teach their child about idiots by starting off calling the child,  an idiot,  and then, taking the time to describe,  to the child how he is as an idiot . . .How the parent was taught what the word meant. Your nothing but an idiot!  Now you are in trouble because, YOU JUST CALLED THE BOSS AN IDIOT!

All i can answer to that is that you allowed your new-born-child, to grow into telling you what to do                 EXACTLY! [which explains the missing "dot" after do], You just can not knock a boss off!  To many bad thing occur. You can never allow your child to tell you what to do in the first place. You can however teach them how to make proper suggestions.

So as far as i am concerned to answer you question about How important is it to let your child know you are their boss?  My answer is. “VERY IMPORTANT“. Age one or as soon as the child can crawl.  And as for your question about How to be the boss to a child that young, easy . . .You gently pick your child up and change their direction, WITHOUT SAYING A WORD!

Should the child venture back to the area of no, no, then you do the same , gentle pick the child up change the direction without saying a word.

Should words be spoken it should be things like, come-on, come-on, that a good baby. come-on.  [this is your command], as a parent. The child will grow into your command as long as THE COMMAND IS ALWAY GENTLY put forth! not cursing and yelling and name calling and . . .Not doing,  as your child boss told you to do.  So about REVERSE ROLLS IN PARENT AND CHILD? Yes i understand how it happens . . .Why did you ask? Is your child bossy and you can not handle it?

The thing  of it is this type of take over of the child is it  STARTED AT A VERY EARLY AGE. Now that the child is nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen and so on . . .The situation is much harder to get them to realize THE PARENT IS THE BOSS.  But it is not hopeless at all unless the PARENT does not want to play their part in fixing it all.  Which is not as hard as you may think it is.   LOVE.

But not always . . .Some children become the boss of the parent as the parent ages. And i’m just saying . . .Again,  somehow, somewhere along the walk of life,  the aging parent allow the child to take over to role of command,  thus,  sometimes suffers the wrath of the new boss in the child.   Or the child may be a blessing to the parent as the child is a gentle boss just like you were to them.

It is all how we are taught, is my over all answer,  as to who i think should be the boss in a house-hold. This i find a safe answer rather slash off at the mouth saying who the boss should be. If a child is taught at an early age that it has control of the parents and the house-hold, who is to say they have no control after all.  Not me!.

And about your question . . .Who is the boss in my house? Me! Well if my parents aren’t around that is. And about that kid . . .He was always telling his parents what he wanted and what to do, so i have no say there. And that you ask me How.  How what! Slash that!

This is how,  to answer your question about how?   As a parent,  you are the “adult“,  which means,  you have learned many things growing-up. You learned the hard way or the easy way, but you do know there is a way, there always is.

Thing of it is . . .Do we want to be easy or hard on our children,  starting right off in the beginning,  you are the boss and things do not get out of control.

 TELL YOU WHAT . . .That i am the boss in this place.

SLASH OFF WITH THE QUESTIONS.

WHAT IS CONTROL-RELATIONSHIPS-LIVING HAPPY/ “LUCYANNA & HER THESIS

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CONTROL:

Control means you have dominance over all, what ever the situation may be, it is you with the control. Think about it. If YOU,  are not in control in a bad situation is a bad thing for you, is it not.

LUCANNA’S class was told they had to do a thesis on the topic of,  ”control”. She did her thinking, studies from some books, then thought about,  if she was ever in an out of control situation.  After doing her week-end homework, this is what she presented to the class.

Frosty has no control of this situation

Frosty has no control of this situation

IF YOU HAVE CONTROL:

This means that YOU, can keep any given situation in control, and nobody gets hurt.

CONTROL IS HEALTHY FOR RELATIONSHIPS:

If you can not control YOUR partner, who does? Is your partner the one with the control and you have NONE? This is very bad for you. This means YOU do not belong in this relationship. OR gain to achieve HALF CONTROL.

HEALTHY CONTROL IS BOTH PARTNERS BEING ABLE TO CONTROL EACH OTHER AT ALL TIMES.

You rolled me in dirt let me melt in dirt.

You rolled me in dirt let me melt in dirt.

THIS IS CALLED RESPECT FOR EACH OTHER

When you both share equal control your relationship is happy and full of trust.[ I am not saying anything about ill people who act upon their brain-problems and use control as any-classifide-ways to hurt others ].

But having full control of setting up facilities to help the needy is the best control to have in any situation.

When a wife/husband/boyfriend/girlfriend/friend-per say, parents/siblings, are out of control and things are bad. You can’t do nothing about it. The only thing you can do is be as up-set as everyone else.Embarressed.

When you share “equal control”,  with anyone, you hang-out with, these relationships are healthy and happy,  each excepting each other,  trusting everyone has total control:

Situations never getting out of CONTROL are living happy.

I can only tell you Lucyanna won the purplestar.  And after class, they were waiting for her. She did not know this, she was busy lost in her pride remembering all the clapping for her. Not a bad thought in her head, just the shine from the sun glowing on the purple star tickling her eyes.

When she turned the corner there they were, still she stayed in her mind until a voice rang out. Surprise stopped her where she was, like a flash she took rise of all around her. She sees there is at least four of them learing at her, something behind her and one approaching her. This is where her eyes went on the dart-out, mapping out any route if any.  She would have to run-holding onto her prize, she knew this.

WHO DO YOU THINK WAS IN CONTROL NOW

The four of them, her, the one behind her waiting or closing in? Does she give in? Does she keep her “purple-star”

Does she take over control?

Is she even in control. Right now control will make her happy. So LUCYANNA took it.

Because she took control this enabled her to study her surroundings and hearing that there was indeed one behind her, she understands the one in front of her,  is in charge,  as the others have not move-but to show themselves to her. She knew her only options were RUN! Rather,  fight four disturbed brains, and end-up with a broken purple star and bruises.

HOW OUT OF CONTROL IS FIGHTING: Is there control fighting.

I heard Lucyanna ran like a wind storm. 

Her control is the very fact enabling her to take control, she plays basket-ball, base-ball, and racetrack.

At times we need things to enable control. wether it be from expierance, soprts, education or Love. Control is needed to allow relationships to be happy healthy living happy.

SOMETHING TOUCHED ME-IN THE ATTIC-DOING HIS JOB

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Yeah, you don’t want to go up there boy?

Then i’ll go up there.  I’ll do it myself.

Then she went up there, then she screamed.

SOMETHING TOUCHED ME IN THE ATTIC DOING HIS JOB!

This was not a job she could do in the first place.  So why did she go up.

To get touched?

to do his job?   

No!

To be in the attic to see what it was like. She has never been up here. But she did wonder in the night. It turned out to be her chance. So she thought.

  • It is day-time
  • The boy is there
  • Should be nice and bright.

She always wanted to see up there, in the attic, in the day, with the boy there. Good excuse.

She went up. There was no light, only where she was sitting. The light from the room below where the boy was shone around her.

 So she says. “Why am i in the attic doing his job!

How ironic is that?

Something touched me in the attic doing his job!

Turns out the boy is already up there doing his job, “Putting in a light”, while she was down changing her cloths.

Why did he touch her?

He  touched her so she wouldn’t, scream, so he thought. He had no intentions of frightening her only to save her from slipping back down should he talk.

As it turns out,  when he touched her, not only did her scream, she yanked her arm away causing her to fall where she scraped her knee and cracked a little bone in her elbow.

Who cares if she bit her tongue. She was up there in the attic doing his job!  When she thought something attacked her, one of her night-frights.

WHEN THE NIGHT-FRIGHTS

WHEN THE NIGHT-FRIGHTS

“ABOUT” QUESTIONS OF THE DAY & DO QUESTIONS GET ANSWERED

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ABOUT QUESTIONS    [people ask them], a lot. This is a good thing to do in life as it is our answered QUESTIONS getting us through each day. Take this test, for instance. Try to get through one whole day without asking a QUESTION. Any question will do. It only takes one question to LOSE the test.

We as a human race are the one’s who get to speak, talk words, not howl or bark or tweet. {One may even say}, 50/50 in asking questions. Though quite sure the scores go lower for 50,  on the nun questioning minority side. But even then . . .QUESTIONS win. We live in a world of questions.

How do we find or get answers to our questions.THIS DEPENDS.

Some questions are called old-school, these are simple to answer.

  • Well how come i have to go to bed early and they don’t.
  • Answer: You were the only one on the war-path, hit the sack.
  • Why is the sky blue.
  • Answer: Looks pretty grey to me. Now go sit down.

Then you have QUESTIONS LIKE THIS:

  • If the earth stopped turning would it fall out of the sky.
  • Answer: It all depends. Where does the sky end. And how would we know the earth is falling in the first place. Would we be tipping from side to side? What kind of question is that anyways . . .Get out of here, go play. I’m not a scientist, go ask your TEACHER.
  • If all components in gravity died would we float in space.
  • Answer: No. We would be sucked in as well. Oh my GOD . . .If it is GRAVITY pulling us to stay this PLANET EARTH, and somehow gravity vanished, I guess we would float away wouldn’t we. You better ask your teacher.

QUESTION OF THE DAY

  • When you close your eyes can you see your skeleton inside.
  • ANSWER: Ask me later. I have no time right now, i have dishes to do, and i got to get at my writing.
  • Is it waiting for you to tell it to move.
  • Answer: You gotta problem going on in your head there boy. What’s with all the questions. You think were going to die and your skin is all going to fall off and we will just be people of bone. Bone people?  Why don’t you just go play and let me get the dished done and then you can ask all the questions you want. We’ll have a good time. So get out of here.
  • HOW COME YOU DRESS LIKE THAT!
  • answer:Never did know how to dress to catch the wandering eye, just got dressed.

You look funny.

Cause i’m unfashionable. I got no style.

  • Whats unfashionable style.
  • Answer: What you are. How you like to look. This is my style. Unfashionable dress with unfashionable apron. Now go on, go do anything else, so i can get the dishes done. Where is your ipod?

Look at that, most of the answers are QUESTIONS.

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LUCYANNA SHE SAID/SHE SAID

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HOW ARE THEY NOT

HOW COULD YOU ASK

HOW COULD I NOT

To that,  she said. “CAUSE AND EFFECTS”

Then blabber-mouth said blah blah blah.” We are all living in vessels made of flesh and bone. In order to keep this flesh and bone organs feed blood lines through out the flesh. If you choose to drink booze, smoke cigarettes, drown your system in coffee, eat a pound of sugar a day and sit stuffing your face with fatty foods, the vessel will rebel in its own way. Causing the vessel to grow and explode or rot in-side somewhere. Like Cancer”.

Standing there listening to the girl blab and blab on,  waiting for the end of her explanation,  she,  was vexed when the silly talk was over. Then she said.    ”So yeah . . .How are they not. How can anyone person think, dumping wads of unhealthy food down their throat, drinking booze every day or so, smoking a carton of cigarettes a week or less, plus stuffing the blood line with coffee and sugar, while they sit all day, not think  they are destroying their only vessel.  The only one link to life that they have, how can they not think this is their own doing.

The other girl actually said. ” Sometimes people do not think about living like that. They think about a good time not a long time, they don’t think about destroying the vessel nor do they think they indeed are, slowly starting the rotting process. They live as to what makes them happy.

“Awe.” She said.  “That is how they are not. They must be informed”.

“How are you going to inform them”  The blabby girl said.

She waved her off with a hand jester,  telling  the “smarty pants” girl, that she will just have to write a book, on, “How to kill your vessel” Then said. “Then everyone would live healthy forever”.

The girl laughed at her saying in a mocking voice. ” How would they.”

“How would they not”.

 

 

 

A POST A DAY KEEPS THE CHORES AT BAY-”But what freedom”

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A blog a day . . .How much time is used out the day for your blogging? Are your chores on hold? Do you run and blog as it hits your brain or do you do the chores first?  Let’s think again. Cleaning or Blogging?

A blog a day keeps the chores at bay but the freedom from constantly cleaning is peaceful less stress. Unless. While you clean you are suddenly induced with “brain adrenalin”  where you are forced to “step away from the dishes”  and walk slowly to your computer. Awe the freedom.

BUT NOT IF YOU KEEP GETTING INTERRUPTED! 

 ANNOYANCE SET IN. THE FREEDOM HAS CRASHED. The chores you kept at bay are calling. Do me, wash me. Forget the blog, do it later. All the time in the world, later. What freedom.

Might as well do the chores. Forget your freedom don’t keep your chores at bay before you know it you will have a whole sea of things to wash and clean. Blogging can wait!

CAN BLOGGING WAIT? NO! When we feel the need to blog we run do it.

  • Before it leaves our thoughts
  • The cleaning will still be there.
  • The freedom is up-lifting.

For bloggers who blog a blog a day, they have the freedom to choose to keep the chores at bay. Posting a picture or telling a poem, writing a life story or in a fit of “blogging-morphine.” We all can choose when to blog our blog a day, keeping the chores at bay.

But what freedom.