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DON’T WAIT FOR LOVE LET LOVE COME TO YOU

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So you are waiting for Love everywhere and you still can not find it . . .Ever ask yourself why? Is there even Love out there for me? How come i can’t get people to Love me? What is wrong with me! ? Do i BLAH BLAH too much, is my hair the wrong color? Is there something wrong  with my face? Is it because i don’t have ?/??, this question varies. [ I wouldn't have a clue as to what you may compare yourself to ].  But we all have something we all think is the cause for not FINDING LOVE. WE WAIT!oct nov 2011 (60)

Then forget to live life,  wasting time Looking for Love. Do you even Love yourself?  How do you like yourself?   Rather . . .Do you even like yourself?   There is your time wasted again . . .All that time you were going on about Love you could have been spending it on you! Learning to like who you are and what you can do and like to do.Thne while you were being you . . .Look at that, Love found you.

Step one . . .LEARNING TO GET ALONG WITH ALL OTHER PEOPLE

Step two . . .TAKE-UP A HOBBY OF ANYTHING YOU, ALWAYS WANTED TO DO

Step three . . .SEE YOUR PROJECT TO THE END NOT BEING A QUITTER/LOOSER/GIVER-UP-ER

Learn how to say “Hello” while you scratch the small of your back . . .That way they won’t want to shake your hand. And if that don’t work straighten your cloths.  But the whole idea is to strike-up a conversation, need a tree? By the straightening of the cloths . . .Well this actually gets you ALL SHOOK_UP, limber, relaxed, and so on . . .While   you are doing this dusting off and straightening cloths thing, you  are allowing yourself the time to thing of something to say or what to even say.  The whole time the person watching you is probably thinking you have lice or something there like that.   You at least gained the attention, hoping some how this will all turn into LOVE   Love you were,are,  waiting for.    Silly you, go paint a tree or shovel a hole for a tree, Build a bird-house  or row a boat. Don’t wait for Love, Let Love come to you. 6-30-2010 3;03;22 PM

Step one . . .MEET PEOPLE

Step two . . .YOU HAVE TO LEAVE THE HOUSE

Step three . . .REMEMBER WHO YOU ONCE WERE BE THAT AGAIN FIRST

DON’T WAIT FOR LOVE

There is a lot of people out there who are hurting-just like,  thousands,  of people wanting waiting for Love, but they go on, because they believe, they want to live life. These are the people who believe in maybe someday! And they do what they like to do in-between. This in-between is THE DISTRACTIONS in life calling to them to race across the world on a skateboard wearing nothing but a hammock! Or something there like that. Turns out  these people . . .Prefer to enjoy life and Love it nice, but it is not everything in the world that you could be doing besides waiting for Love. These people live a blast, happy everyday, this  basically tells you you are,  wasting your life, losing who you are turning into a nobody all by your own doing, cause you choose to wait for LOVE.

LET LOVE COME TO YOU

Like a brave knight move onto anything else you thought you would like to try!, Write a cook-book, ride a horse, give one of your rooms a face-lift, paint a cow or try. Find who you are and see if you like you, pay-attention to you, LOVE YOU first!   Have fun with things you thought you always wanted to do. LOVE WILL COME TO YOU, as you are being yourself.   As it turns out, there happens to be tons of people like you,  but you have to get out there, leave your house and do the things you like to do. , you will see many people doing what you are doing.  But you have to go to where the crowd is. But not to LOOK FOR LOVE! To have the best fun you can . . .All people see when any-one is having fun, people like to see fun!IMG_3799_01

So if you are a person waiting for LOVE . . .You are waiting for NOTHING/WASTING AWAY/LIFE-LESS/SAD/SHY/SELF-CONCOINIOUS/WISHING THEY WERE A KID AGAIN TO DO THINGS DIFFERENT/ ODD/IGNORANT OF THE VERY WORD LOVE/SELF-LOTH.

  • NO-BODY IN THE WHOLE WIDE  WORLD WANTS  TO love ANYONE LIKE THAT!  
  • PEOPLE LIKE TO lOVE PEOPLE WHO LIKE AND LOVE THEMSELVES
  • PEOPLE LOVE TO BE ACTIVE WITH OTHER PEOPLE
  • FIND YOURSELF AND BE YOU PEOPLE WILL COME TO YOU

YUCK I HATE ANY FORM OF WATING. And i hate it when i forget to unlock the ‘Caps Lock” button, but i move on because i believe in me/ not all the time . . . oct nov 2011 (111)

 

 

 

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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.

SAME PAGE

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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ALL THE GOOD PEOPLE DO IT TOO/WHINING I WANT MORE FEE COOKIES

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Whinnying-all good people whine/THEY DON’T KNOW IT

Odd how people are always telling certain people,  that,  [you whine,  all the time]. But so do they . . .

Just by telling you,  that you,  are whinnying all the time.  Yet,  this telling you,  in its self,  is a whin. BUT . . .

WHAT IS A WHINE

  • A whine is a TONE  in the throat as you talk.
  • A sour  musical note as you SPEAK.
  • A disturbance to the ear.
  • Annoying to the brain causing currents of pain
  • A whine can cause violence
  • At times a whine will get you what you want.
  • A whine is what we all do, even good people, who believe they don’t do it too.
  • A whine is not taking NO!, for your answer.

So . . .Unless you are whining as you talk,  you are not whinnying at all, just wondering, although . . .Wondering is often confused with whinnying,  by people who think they don’t whine.

 Whinnying Children are scary they don’t stop until they get what they want

But they have to be taught in a  [ kindly manner ], to understand just to ask without,  a cry in the voice.  This will, take time in the learning,  depending the lessons given. None violent, and without failure to correct the whine each and every time.  Soon the child will learn to reason.

It is like   THE LAST OF THE  FEE  COOKIES AND HOW I WHINED BUT I DIDN’T THINK I WAS, it had to be the sound coming from my voice.WAQNTING MORE FEE COOKIES IMAG0445 IMAG0446 IMAG0447 IMAG0448 IMAG0449 IMAG0450

 

QUESTIONS/RIGHT OR WRONG/To Believe Or Not To Believe That Is The QUESTION

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WHO IS OLDER

People  or dinosaurs

WHERE ARE DINOSAUR BONES FOUND

All over the earth or only parts of the earth

My answer to these QUESTIONS is dinosaurs are way older than people and dinosaurs are only found in parts of the earth.

WHEN WAS JESUS BORN

The wake of the dinosaur or the wake of the people

WHERE WAS JESUS BORN

Where dinosaurs roamed or where people roamed.

My answer to this QUESTION is Jesus was born with the wake of the people and roamed in amongst the people.

HOW OLD ARE DINOSAURS

More than fifty-million years or less than fifty million years.

FIFTY-MILLION YEARS AGO WHAT DID PEOPLE LOOK LIKE

Star-wars or  maybe walking talking dinosaurs ruled the world and they looked like bugoids.

WHAT IS A BUGOID?

Is it a two-legged creature with three sharp claws, its head sits high on a three-foot neck,  face like an alligator teeth like pure  death. Carnivorous. Running around thing? or is it a nightmare.

My answer to these QUESTIONS is it would have to be BUGOIDS as people were not living beings back then. And bugoids go back as far as the world begins, before the dinosaurs.

RIGHT OR WRONG

ON STRIKE/FOR “PICTURE THIS” READERS ONLY

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English: Open battle between striking teamsters armed with pipes and the police in the streets of Minneapolis, June 1934. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

AS SOME OF YOU MAY KNOW IT HAD BEEN ANNOUNCED

That A take-over was to be taken by Lucyanna.   PICTURE THIS IS NOW ON STRIKE!

As far as this,  ”Take-over” by LUCYANNA, and as far as i am concerned . . .Lucyanna can get the jack,  right out of here She is a crappy blogger as well and should only be invited in out of respect. 

Frig that . . .PICTURE THISTHE TAKE-OVER

Lucyanna shows up uninvited waking the morning to early. But she is a friend, friends are different, they are like your brother or sister or aunt whatever . . .Hey hi Lucyanna what time is it. She walked right by me and went straight for the computer turning it on. Have i got something to blog or what? She said without telling me the time. So i made a mistake, i  ignore her as she did me. I said nothing. Where as she continued on her mission.  This is shit as far as i was concerned . . .She gets to take-over again . . .Pisses me off that i don’t have a clue as to what she blogs to you, PICTURE THIS READERS.  So while i am inside myself thinking  about all her annoyances, ignoring her, she calls out, “this will take about three hours”, that’s okay  right?. You’re in bed anyway,  and i did not mean to wake-you. You must have had a rough night sleeping”.  Now . . .As i ’m getting dressed,  listening to all this lip from her, because i was,   in bed,  sleeping.   And no i went to bed late, working on some sewing.  So i thought this would be a very-good time to SPEAK.  Picture this . . .By the time i got to the area of where she was blabbing on, she is getting ready to Type a title.  I made no mistake this time.  I bellowed out these words. ” LUCYANNA, quick see this.  Come on quick”.  Make no mistake, Lucyanna jumped from her seat advancing  in a small jog toward me, where upon me,  i went straight to the computer and stood in front of it. At that point in time i thought it would be a good-time to stay quiet. She likes to talk, let her talk. She had this confused look on her face  asking me,  look at what?   Then i actually saw her thinking before she said. “Oh, it was a trick.” Well if that is what it takes to get you over there, it was a quick-trick, were on strike. Nobody get on this site, not even that shaggy old dog  at THEDOGHOUSE”. WILD CAT STRIKES

We are on strike until these so-called ‘TAKE-OVERS” that are jack-shit and about useless news, are out of here.    This webpage was created to tell stories true or false, just stories  to creat pictures in your heads allowing people to see that many different scenarios can take place at any given time.  As i gave my ACT OF RITES to claim the STRIKE speech to Lucyanna, she  just paced back and forth listing to me BLAB . . .So she said.    Then she came to me and said . . .PICTURE THIS. You are a sleep and someone enters your home to sit and type all day long.  What? And they don’t say hi to you even . . .What are you going to do? Trick them?  Well with LUCYANNA the safest thing to do is to trick her, she never gets mad when you trick her. But about this person who just entered your home? Should you trick them? What if it was burglar? How would you trick that? Picture this. You wake-up to someone on the computer, a stranger, you need to think real fast before he catches you, awake. [One never knows what a stranger will do to you in your own home]. So you being the fast thinker that you are, that you do that you did.  You take your chances and call out in a tired garbled sleepy voice. ” Not again, will you shut that door”. Then damn . . .it turns out that was a BIG MISTAKE!.  This stranger, did not know you were in the house and now it does.  But before it reaches your room, you climbed out the window and fall to the ground below on your face.   As you look upward your eyes caught hold of a Large Sign reading ON STRIKE. And as you are reading this post you are understanding  how a stranger would be in your house. Because of the sign in the front yard,  the place looked vacated and was broken into. But you are smart and you take the sign down and you go back in swinging the on strike like a baseball bat. You say. “Your not taking over this place buddy old boy, get out of my house. get off my computer, get out before i help you out.  Yippee . . .You did it, you got rid of the “Take-Over”  Striking with the ON STRIKE sign.

STRANGER IN THE HOUSE

Anyway you can just imagine the thinking going through my head as i read, QUESTIONS NEEDING ANSWERS WORDPRESS.COM . . . I laughed  at some of her write-up’s, some did make sence,  but blah big deal . . .It is more fun to picture things in your mind, pictures are harmless only for the fact that they are made up in one’s mind. Unless of course you happen to be one of those people who somehow allow their picture this shit,  to be harmful,  as you play act out your mental images on others.   They call these people names like

Mentally ill. insane, phyco’s, demented, sick, killers.  Yeah?

The Mind Readers

The Mind Readers (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Picture this . . .Hey LUCYANNA come meet my demented friend, don’t worry she is insane, just act insane too and you should be fine, enjoy the day . . .I will be back later. Oh and you better stay off the compter . . .You don’t want your back to her, almost ever,  really. If you can get to the cupboard before she gets to you . . .There is a bottle of pills she is to be taking,  one every hour . . .Just to be on the safe side. Tonight then.  Yeah?  Well  that will teach Lucyanna about her thinking she is Taking-over PICTURE THIS> fat chance, I will even go as far as to GROW A MOLD PILE.  Musty old mold. She will not be anywhere,  she can smell even a hint,  of mold.

Mold is Very unsafe to breath, as the matter of face there is many different types of mold that will grow in your home. Mold with spores is what is bad for you as it latches onto your nose hairs and slowly gets sucked into your lungs and so on and so forth and then you are a walking talking Mold-spore musty smelling stranger sitting at the ON STRIKE site for Picture this readers only, thinking you are going to take-over. Picture this is off strike and Lucyanna can go blow her horn and fall a sleep and lose all her sheep for all i care. INVITES ONLY! The new sign. MOUNDS OF MOLD

 

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.

NEW WORDS-THE NEW WORD-NOT THE OLD WORD/LUCYANNA

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BRAINBRAKES

Brainbrakes n,   Not allowed to think, no thoughts.

Brainbrakes is the new word replacing the old word, “BIRD”.  WE all know that the word is the bird. Well not anymore.

I have a bird and he has no word, but it whistles.Where as i have a brain and it has a word, BRAKES!  It is my,  brain,  with the word,  not the bird.

I need a brainbrake not a bird, cause it’s, [ the word], bird. I give you the NEW WORD  “BRAINBRAKE”

ABOUT THE BIRD, “BEING”, THE WORD! Oh wait a minute . . .Never mind . . .All that for nothing.  As it turns out, the proper words go like this.{ Wella  wella wella bird bird bird, bird is a word }.Hey wait a minute . . .Now that we all know that BIRD IS ” NOT” THE WORD. It is just  ” A ” word. We can get on with it.

THE NEW WORD “BRAINBRAKE” Still stands as the new word, not the old word, [as far as i was concerned], bird,  was the word.

But in all actually THE WORD “Is” GOD, and i don’t want to get in any trouble from him for goofing around, saying THE WORD “IS”, [well you know], BRAINBRAKE.

Hear, a brainbrake for you, good-bye.

 

KNOCK KNOCK-WHY DID I ANSWER THE DOOR-BRITISH HUMOR

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“Bit early for a visit isn’t it.”

I feel so sluggish, i need, a cup of tea.   ”Yeah, that’s real healthy, that will just perk you right up.”

Well it  helps wake me up .   ” Try sit-ups or touching your toes.”  What are you nuts?   “Give it a go mate be for you knock it.”

Fine i will do ten. Watch.

“Bloody good show mate how do you feel now.  Cup of tea.”

Not yet. I want to move my shoulders around.   When i touched my toes it hurt but it felt good,  rolling my shoulders now feels good on my neck, shoulders and my arms. Watch . . .I will reach for the sky stretching my arms and back.  Wow it feels like i have stored up energy in here somewhere.

“Ready for a cup of tea now?”

Are you nuts? Do i look like i’m ready for tea. I’m stretching my whole body out and i feel so much stronger. I feel good. Watch me spread my legs and touch the floor. It feels real good on the inside of my legs, like i could run a marathon. Maybe i should do all this when i wake-up every morning.  It does make me feel healthy.

” Smashing, view-point, cup of tea then?”

What is with all the tea you keep asking me about? I wanted tea and you didn’t want me to have tea. You wanted me to touch my toes in its stead so i did. And now you want me to have tea.Talk about getting me to do  what you want when you want.

“You know what . . .You knocked on my door for tea.”

You know what?  Put a wall between us.  With just a door. It must get knocked upon, nothing more.

“To hear a knock.”

Knock knock

“Who is there.”

Me.

“Me who.”

Me, in my underwear, standing on my head.

“Bloody good thing putting a wall between us.”

It’s only a joke. Okay, make me a cup of tea while i touch my toes. How is that. Good enough for you, then we sit and tea our selves out.

“Hey, i got a smashing knock knock joke about that wall though.”

Go it . . .

“Knock knock.”

Who’s there?

 Yep, that’s real funny. Dumb if you ask me. Well rude. It is a stupid knock knock joke.

“What’s so stupid about it.”

It’s scary. Knock knock jokes are funny jokes not scary.

“A smashing read of it off a Halloween box mate.”

Still. It’s a dangerous joke to accidentally tell a weak-minded soul. What if you made a mistake and told that knock knock joke to a psychopath-on one of his off days. How funny is that now.

“Smashing blow mate where do,  you,  come up with these fantasy.”

Fantasy? Is that what it is called when i think? I think i think in the other shoe so i understand both sides.  So here is a knock knock joke for you.

“Give us a blow then.”

Knock knock

“Who is there.”

YOU

“You who.”

You who, I’m over here.

“Splendid go of it, you made me look.”

You know it.

“So what do you think about the economy.”

I don’t!

“And why not.”

I don’t know anything about the economy that’s why,  there is nothing “I”, can do,  about the economy.  I’m a little guy not carpet baggers.  Why make my self sick or get dragged off to jail or find my self hunted by co-ops, or i spy or fbi, cia or who ever is out there working for the man, all because i was out flapping my gums over how i, don’t like the way they run the economy and start rallies and hang posters get mobsters on the go and a whole lot of sorts get out of whack. I’d sooner drink and be happy.

“Bloody well flapping your gums now mate.”

Did you want me to say something like,  over run with immigrants or out side countries, coming in taking our jobs.  And i don’t know shit about the trade industries. And i don’t understand why people get all out of joint about who the country trades with.  Or is it about what the trade is?

“Ship ahoy mate,  over board.”

Hey i’m just saying i am happy that i can walk to the corner store and buy a box of teabags rather be the one getting it myself from an other country. What if things were like that! What if every human person on this face of the earth right now had to fend for themselves.

“How about we change the subject.”

Why . . .I’ll talk about the economy with you if you want. I got all day.

“Knock knock.”

Who is there.

“Me won’t.”

Me won’t who.

“Me won’t listen to you talk about the economy.”

Oh,  a one-sided joke. See how you are?

“Well that just about does it then doesn’t it.”

What.

“I’m a bloody bloke with one shoe, isn’t it.”

Enough tea for the day then.

“We didn’t have any bloody tea, we haven’t moved to the kitchen yet have we, we are still standing at the bleeding door aren’t we.”

Knock knock

“Why did i answer the door”.