No Tolerance for Stupidity

People need to learn to love...
not tolerate,
not negotiate...
but love one another.  You can not have a christian heart and not love.
If you judge, ridicule or in anyway discriminate against someone because they do no believe in what you do...
then you are a sad...
hypercritical..
pathetic
excuse for a human being. 
Just saying!

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Strange Thing This Grief

I lost my father in November.  Strange thing, this grief... Where did it come from?  Where does it go?  It shows up out of the blue and then lays doormet for weeks.  I don't doubt my love for him or how much he meant to me... or even the fact that I miss him all the time.  But I do feel weird that I am not struck by constant numbing grief that binds me to the point of incapacity.  I feel guilty for not feeling that way, yet I feel sane for it.  I knew what type of man he was and how he would want us to behave.  Maybe that is what I move to.  Maybe knowing that he would want us to all continue to live successful lives and enjoy our time with our family and friends is what has me motivated to move forward every day.  Maybe the thought of staying still scares me more.  Strang thing this this grief.

So today was a total waste of makeup!

I got up earlier than I wanted too... hitting that good ole snooze button 4 times and then extending my wake up to 30 minutes later by resetting my alarm.  Finally I get up and I get ready to go to my appointment.  Face washed, make up on... hair done, and looking good I might add.  Clothes on... WITH jewelry and off I go.  I get to the light where I turn to reach my destination and that is when I receive a text that says..."I need to reschedule."  Not a phone call but a text!   WHO DOES THAT!?!?  I mean if you know you are not prepared, call the day before, don't wait and do it 20 minutes before the appointment.  Now, I have a wasted day ahead of me, and I could have stayed out of town longer!  Rescheduling needs to be done and the rest of the week I will have company! So pissed. 

Too Much to know what to do with myself

UGH!  I lost my password to my blog account and then they changed everything thing and it is complicated!  I thought about changing my blog to a different place, but "ain't nobody got time for bronchitis"!  Sorry couldn't resist!

So much as happened and all if it note worthy, but I have no idea where to begin!  The thunder game?  My mother being sick?  Getting a new storm cellar?  Moving my daughter, trying to figure out both my boys!.... Oh well I can write about all of that in due time... but for now, I will be toying with the new settings of this blog and see if I get a handle for it.  If not, I might switch... who knows!

Also, I have decided to say the word that pops into my mind even if it is wrong!  I wonder how many people will look at me wierd.  (Like you are now)...

As for now, I have to hit the hay!  Tomorrow is a big day for me...  I am going to see if the plans for my daycare look anything like what I would like to have.  I am sure it won't, since in reality, I have no idea what I really want it to look like from the outside.  So until I can sit down with a complaint or a story... adios!

Seriously...

Whitney Houston died.  She was a sad pathetic slither of who she used to be.  She has been hard at it for 10 years with drugs, alcohol and partying.  She has missed gigs and got fired from gigs for singing the wrong songs at practice. She picks fights at clubs and she got booed off the stage during her last tour because she couldn't hit the high notes, claiming 'her soprano voice was not wanting to show up'. Some of them actually left during her show. Why do I keep reading about how wonderful she was.  She was a has been and died as a has been.  I am over it!  Let's focus on more important people that actually do important things with thier lives... thier ENTIRE lives!