Well, this is a really awesome comic that The Oatmeal created. My buddy John H made a song about said comic. It is win.
Here is the song
Enjoy my minions~
My earliest memories of the written word are of voice in literature. Before I knew what author's "voice" was, my mother was giving actual voice to the works of A.A. Milne and Roald Dahl. My brother and I would gather around the dining room table and my mom would read from "The House at Pooh Corner." We would beg her to continue for hours on end because she gave every character a distinct voice.
I really miss you folks. I have so many rants to share <3
Maybe after Mother's Day, we can hang!
So, I never really paid attention to folks who told me stress can make me sick.
That is until I had a lovely visit to the er yesterday. Long story short: fluid around the lungs bad. Anxiety bad. Insurance good.
How are you guys?
So, one thing I’ve accepted in my life is that this do not stay the same. Including myself.
We are all changing. I wonder if that makes me like kimchee.
Hello my people! I’m sorry I was away from so long. Actually, no I am not. I needed to breathe and do stuff.
And not a moment too soon, I think.
It’s the first week of advent, and I’m already about to facepalm. Before I lose you guys, let me explain. In detail.
Okay. As some of you know, I am a bit commenter in groups on Facebook. One of them is my favorite: SCCL. SCCL is best explained as a safe place for folks who drank too much of the kool-aid. That being said, no one is perfect. But they are genuine. And that is why I love these folks.
Last week, a man posted on SCCL asking why women do not read his blog. And it only got worse from there.
SCCL thought she was blocked from responding. TJ said she wasn’t. At this time it’s just he said/she said. Easy enough to solve right? Well, no. It went on and on to the point where TJ was being an unabashed ass and hurt some feelings.
At this time, I am drinking some warm tea. I know nothing about this because I am dealing with the new life of a homeowner.
Today, I hop onto facebook and talk to buddies. Some are pretty upset. I am confused as to what is going on, and read today’s blog by TJ.
It wasn’t really a blog entry, more of a frustrated clanging of words. He spoke of how “giving someone the benefit of the doubt” should be a Christian virtue. At first I am like “Hell yeah!”.
Then I did some thinking.
To just give the benefit of the doubt all the time can cause problems. Huge ones.
I get acussed of things. I get confused
He gets beligerant.
I get really confused.
Then I read what transpired last week.
I’m not proud of what happened, but sometimes just explaining into detail “It’s not all about you” does help. At least it helped me.
And yes, going off on a stranger isn’t that great. But at least I am learning that some people really are just douchebags wearing crosses.
Remember how I said that I couldn’t wait until I left Louisiana? Well, I did it folks! I moved!
Proper blogging will commence after my birthday.
My beloved’s father died. It still hurts, to be honest. He was hilarious. He was smart. Was he an ass? At times, yes. But he was human.
I’m not used to his absence. I’ve tried to intellectualize it…but it sucks.
Yes he had cancer, but he beat it twice.
So he won’t be here when I become his daughter in law. Well, technically I was…because that’s how he saw it.
I wanted to learn more from him, but life isn’t fair.
The irony? We were able to say goodbye…but it wasn’t enough.
We love you poppy.