Don't feel bad. My birthday came and went & no one noticed either. No calls from family or even the friends I've known for years. Not even one. It happens. But here... I'll give you a little box of sunshine for your birthday.
I'm going to figure out what to clean tomorrow... if I EVER wake up... maybe I'll eat half this pecan cake & the rest of my Reggiano cheese biscuits with shaved turkey... ohhh and I might even have a little Limoncello, what the hell. Darn it, almost forgot to drive the furballs bonkers with fresh nip & laser time.
Pssst... good news... Gorilla tape IS duct tape. It's the Gorilla company's version of it! Just imagine all the mischief one can get into with extra sticky duct tape! If that doesn't bring about the spirit of the holidays, nothing will.
Thank you for sharing this. If anyone is alone right now, not warmly welcomed into another's celebration, I hope this spirit of this story touches their heart long enough to get them through what may be a rough holiday season.
We all forget, there are always those worse off. Sometimes we lose them, sometimes they lose themselves... but we all still have each other.
Don't mind me, I just find people who try to ruin my christmas(what little bit of it I have)... well, I think they suck. It is, however, very amusing to see all the good guys pop up and wisecrack all over the place.
Robbie, just make sure that reindeer hits the local drugstore before it visits my special friend's house. I hear there's a special running on laxatives. Wouldn't want the lil guy to miss out on that. *snarf...
Jealousy isn't limited by what station in life it occurs... it just flips it's ugly little head up whenever it's not being paid attention to. It pays no mind to friendships or relationships, but instead sneaks into people who are in the throws of personal issues. Ofter stress will weaken one's resolve to not be a jealous person. Before you know it, the confusion & upset have mingled together and in walks jealousy, all puffed up for a party.
It's not like rabies, you can't inoculate for it. You either keep it in check or you don't.
You know, I feel asleep listening to the music player last night. It is a good list. It shows a lot of heart and soulful love. Jenna will move on, in her own way, just as Adam's mom will. Losing a child, as any age is one of life's little cruel jokes. This I know personally. Adam made it to this age & shared his magically addictive personality with some very loving people. Each with have to withdraw in time.
I always try to remind others that there are stages of grief that they need to enter, in order to heal. The stages are:
1. Denial: * Example - "I feel fine." "This can't be happening!" 2. Anger: * Example - "Why me? It's not fair!" "NO! NO! How can this happen!" 3. Bargaining: * Example - "Just let me live a little longer." "I'll do anything. Just a few more years." 4. Depression: * Example - "Why bother anymore" "I'm going to die . . . What's the point?" 5. Acceptance: * Example - "It's going to be OK." "I can't fight it, things like this happen."
Stay strong for her. You're all going through a long ride together.
It sounds as if you're a sad little boy who doesn't understand why his girl left him for the nice guy. Keep trying to justify it. The girls just love a whiny justifier. Drives them wild, it does.
I wish I had caught my ex in bed with the girl he had his little tryst with. I think I can get a solid 15 mins of video coverage on my camera. I wonder if the lighting would have been enough? Oh well, nothing like opening all the shades and blinds. Oh the neighbors? Well, I'm sure they would forget it in time... that is if the posters all over their local parking facilities and shopping areas ever blew off... oh & then there's all the one's around her apartment complex. Darn just so many to keep track of. I supposed the video coverage would go around the net pretty quickly, too.
When I was out rollerskating, the neighbor's kid liked to toss rocks at my feet, trying to trip me up. Fortunately I was an excellent skater, so I chased his *ss down the block to his mother's house and beat the snuff, tar and a few feathers out of his butt... then I tossed him in the carp pond. The best part was when I screamed to his mother that he was fighting and swimming in the fish pond. She immediately snatched him out & beat his rump to a pulp.
How does that saying go... "HELL HATH NO FURY..."... yeah.
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RE: Not One Happy Birthday for Me
Don't feel bad. My birthday came and went & no one noticed either.No calls from family or even the friends I've known for years.
Not even one. It happens.
But here...