Just been away on holiday with my daughter and at the airport she kept us in duty free for AGES finding something nice enough to take to her mother-in-law as part of her birthday present.
I haven’t seen my daughter since September. Since then I have had a birthday (she did send a whatsapp message) and there’s been Christmas too (a phone call). She brought me a gift for both - a purple felt hat she found at a charity shop, because she says I’m now old enough to need one.
She’s busy, she lives 400 miles away, I’m not a very good mother, what more could I expect?
The irony is that I am
fantastically needy. I’m so high-maintenance my mother ordered me from earliest childhood to stop expecting the whole world to revolve around me.
I wish it did.
Instead I have become the cat that walks alone.
I’m now the sort of person who, if you lived next door to me and didn’t like chocolate cake, and someone gave you one, you’d still throw it away rather than give it to me. You’d tell me about it, too. Oh, you’d say, I so nearly popped over the other day with a cake for you, because I know you love chocolate cake.
What
should I have said? That’s what this blog is for. How should I react to people basically telling me I don’t need anything from them when I really, really do?
I
need your comments
When I was a child you could stand on a soap box on Piccadilly Square and shout out all your grudges – or so I heard – and very soon you would have a crowd of sympathetic ears. And if you did it often and loud enough, the people would gather even before you arrived to spread your poison.
Of late, if you have a grudge against men, or a grudge against women, or religion or just anything; even just a grudge against somebody you don’t know, you go on line, find a site where you can blog and shout it out. And in true Piccadilly Square style, very soon you will have a fan club to endorse your view.
When I first joined CS in January last year, it was the blogs that got me hooked. Yes, there were the niggles in between but we were having fun most of the time. Somehow that fun has deteriorated to the point where we see too much unhappiness. This is not the place for hate speech.
What is the mucking fatter with the people? This is supposed to be a dating site that should be bubbling with joy and pleasure but instead, all we ever hucking fear, is a bunch of mucking foans. What does it matter if a few tucking frolls want to spoil the shucking fow?
Let’s have some fun again for a change. So come tell me what you need and I will tell you how to get on without it.
The word has gone around my new neighborhood that I can repair most broken things and I am swamped with work at a time when I want to sit and do nothing.
The same happened at my old house but there I had a small workshop rigged in my garage and the people had to leave their broken stuff with me and I fixed them in my own time. Now I do not have that luxury. I have to call on the people to fix their broken gadgets at their place.
The way it is going one would believe that there are no businesses here doing this type of repairs. Perhaps my rates are too low. It looks like everybody is digging out their old kettles and irons with frayed cords while the list of broken computers, microwave ovens, fridges and stoves just gets longer. Maybe if I raise my fees it will stem the tide.
This is seriously interfering with my drinking time and I don’t get the opportunity to blog. I cannot even attend to my blogs properly when I do post one, as an ‘emergency’ will soon pop up. I don’t know since when a blown fuse in a TV is an emergency. It sounds as if South Africans will die if they cannot watch their soapies. And if I tell them that I am too busy they think I am nasty.
It all started when I fixed a loose wire on the water pump of my neighbor’s well point. Why could he not have kept his trap shut! I should have left him to buy a new pump.
I said this is at a time when I want to sit and do nothing but I cannot even do that. I must start looking for a house as my plans were to be back in my own house by Xmas. I’m running out of time. It is unlikely that I will make my own deadline the way things stand now.
It is 11:35 PM. This blog is for tomorrow (Friday) but I’m not even sure if I will be here at the time to post it. I have a stove to rewire tomorrow morning and I hope to be done by lunch time. Failing to post this blog tomorrow, I will try on Saturday.
Have a great day and don’t allow the every day niggles get you down.
THEY SAY... ( not sure who `they are`
)
I happen to agree with whoever THEY are
There are many
GOOD reasons to laugh ... and here are a few
I obviously DO NOT laugh enough as my weight does not go down
SO maybe they got that one WRONG
(they can`t be perfect in everything!
)
I personally like those good
BELLY LAUGHS!!!! You know the ones where you get stitch.. and your mouth aches with with laughter....and if you are like me... you have to becareful a toilet is near by
There is a
WARNING THOUGH! AND you ought to
PAY HEED!!!SO now you have all the details ...
benefits and warnings I want to invite you to.....
SO LAUGH your
SOCKS of....
So many of us complain about our partners, BFs, GFs and other people in our life. We see their flaws, their mistakes and things that we don't like about them. We always see what's lacking in them but not what's lacking in ourselves.
I don't know how others see me...but I see myself as a good, kind, respectful and loving person. I'm independent and strong when I need to be.
I'm pig headed and can be a handful but I would stick with my man and people I care for better or worse, will be with them in every highs and lows, will protect and keep them safe and well come hell or high water.
I'm not the hottest and sexiest woman but I'll do my best to keep my man happy and make him feel like a real man and proud of me.
I'm not perfect but I'm someone he can get along with. I could embarrass him when I'm drunk but I'm someone who'll cook him nice meals and seduce him afterwards to make his day.
I don't think he's lucky in me. There could be things that he's looking for an ideal partner that he can't find in me, yet he's willing to meet me halfway. He puts up with my craziness and fruitloopness...accepts me as I am, with all my flaws and imperfections and that's enough for me
Have a lovely day!
I notice a certain amount of understandable reluctance on a previous blog to name names of members you would like to date, only a few of us are brave enough for that, so it set me to wondering, rather than a date who would we like to meet in person, both male & female, if time & money were no object would you perhaps like to surf with Waf from that fabulous beach? Potter around in parti's workshop? Hug one of Welela's trees? From a blog last night I think we can be fairly sure two members would like to ride with each other, or for the really brave how about a boat trip with Mtn ( take a life jacket for that one) For me personally as an example I'm looking forward to one day having that game of marbles with Nonsmoker.
They say, . . The Irish have more fun, . . and are better Lovers,
Yep, . .
First thing, . . I'm gonna do, is get my hair Dyed Real Bright Red, . . yep the mustache too ..
. . .
and Next, . . I'm going down to my local tatoo parlor, . . .and I'm gonna get 3,427 freckles, . . tatooed on, . . . .
. . . all, . . .over the place. . .
. . yep, . . that's what I'm gonna do, . .
, . and If that's not enough freckles to make me irish, . . . I'm going out to the beach, and lie in the Sun, . . . untill i get 2,321, . . . more, .
. .. .ok? . . .Sound like a good Idea?, . .
i just commented on one of Hams blogs and he mentioned that there were several musicians on this site. OK, settled! Let's form a band and we will call it "The C/S'ers".
Who wants to join and what do you want to do in the band? And since this is just a cyberband then let's get those members that want to sing and put on a dance show. C'mon you girls! Join in and, to everyone, let's have some fun and post the songs you want to do!!
Party time again!!!!!!
is there any thing wrong in distance dating, this site people don't want to meet foreigners why? I have meet a russian lady but not knowing she is scammer want money for her visa to meet me. Any real single for me