All I Wanted Was A Little Warning!

I have been away for a long time.
I have missed blogging.
Somehow, stress brought out the "funny" in me. It was a way to communicate, to vent.
Well, I am still stressed, but somehow, I don't feel at all funny. That's sad.
I try to tell myself, "Well, there are no guarantees in life." (I wish I had bought the warranty).
Some people are born with gumption; some people just want to live life and have it be peaceful and easy - no fighting allowed. I am of the opinion that the latter is the best.
You don't always get what you want, Maureen.
What happens when you adopt a dog who is blind in one eye all of his life, but he lives with you a whole three weeks and his eye gets punctured and has to be removed? A shade of bad luck, maybe?
How do you handle a three year old? Just pray.
How do you just know that somehow, some way, things will be okay for you?
You absolutely DON'T.
You just HOPE that you know enough to GET BY.
That's what I'm doing - while relying on the "kindness of strangers" and the patience of my friends and family to help me along the way.
There is no "class" for life.
You learn as you go.
Am I the teacher's pet?
ABSOLUTELY NOT.
Would I give anything in the world to be the teacher's pet?
You bet.
Didn't most of the teacher's pets you knew go to Ivy League schools?
Most of the those I knew did.
It doesn't mean they know more than I know...they just paid more, I guess (monetarily).
I'm still here, most of them still are here, too.
That makes us all "undergrads" doesn't it?
Still learning.
Is there a grading curve I don't know about? I'd like to be in on that.
I think I need summer school, but it's too hot. Record heat wave in Washington (and the dog ate my homework, too).
I'll take a nice detention - (quiet time at desk so teacher can sleep) - any time.
Ahhhhh.....to be a kid again and not know a thing about death and taxes...I'd give my right eye for that (WAIT: MY DOG ALREADY DID! Darn! Out of luck already!)
A girl can dream, can't she?
Cheerth!

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