been there...my 3 y/o sand "I wanta know what love is...I want you to show me." then at 5...."I'm a geenie in a bottle baby. You gotta rub me the right way."
No you aren't...been there and geesh it sucks. I have learned to be an open book from the start. Saves me the trouble of having to reveal things after my heart has gotten involved. I'm sorry if you're having trouble.
I was actually thinking that, too. I will add a section in the final draft that can let people tell me if they want to cook something. It would be fun trying some different things from around the world.
I have a lot of specialities but I came across something that was sooooo good for chilly days and a snap to make.
Cut excess fat off a 5-7 lb ham. Put in a crockpot on low for 8 hours. Drain pot and shred ham. It will fall off the bone. Add 3/4 to 1 box of light brown sugar and 6-10 ouces of mustard. (I add less but depends on taste) Stir and let heat for 30 minutes. Serve on hamburgers buns, rolls, or hoagies. Leftovers freeze great. SImply and delicious.
I saw one guy for about 6 months. He usually fell asleep during our sessions. NO LIE!! I read a book, he slept. He then appeared in court and without going too much into my personal life.....he made assessments about me he couldn't possibly know......well maybe he did. Perhaps he saw me in his dreams. ANyhow, these "professional" assessmnets caused me a lot of unneeded grief at a very sesitive point in my life.
I had to attend court ordered therapy as a teen. I didn't want to be there, so it didn't work. I went, I said what they wanted to hear, I went home. Was a total waste of time.
I think people who want to attend a therapist should be very picky as to who they see. There should be a trusting connection.
Sometimes you're no good for me. You let me down and hurt me. You say things that leave me questioning. You make choices that cause me pain. I don't always know how to help you. You hide pain behind a smile but yet I still feel it. You are stubborn and proud. You won't always listen to me. You don't know where you're going. You're lost and you take me with you. but through all this I wont stop trying to guide you to the right path for I'm not always "you" but "you" are always me.
RE: the problem with american idol...
been there...my 3 y/o sand "I wanta know what love is...I want you to show me." then at 5...."I'm a geenie in a bottle baby. You gotta rub me the right way."