But first: Spunky says, “Yeah Joe, I know there is a fox back there, but today I am looking for that COON!”
Now todays stuff:
I get upset at myself when I make a mistake or miss something I know I should have caught.
I abuse myself and say bad words to me, I call my self stupid! (why would one do that when they are one of the smartest persons in the world? )
I take things apart. Things I know nothing about, when I put them back together I might find a screw I forgot. Immediately I kick myself and say Stupid! Or speak my by-word.. $hix! That causes a problem because I do not know how loud I say it and my girl a mile away hears it.
A few times I cannot get the ‘THING’ back together and chastise myself for trying it, thinking, ‘YOU KNEW BETTER!’
I seldom BLAME anyone but myself. I think that is better than blaming everyone else, isn’t it?
We have two wonderful sons. One takes the blame, the other likes to give the blame to someone else.
Now if I step in dog poop, I blame me for not seeing it and the owner for not cleaning it up! That is one time I feel like shared blame is fair.
A few months ago out in Las Vegas when I backed into our car, I wanted so bad to have someone to blame, but it was too obvious, it was me.
I remember a song from years back about prayer, “It’s not my brother nor my sister but its me oh Lord, standing in the need of prayer.”
I guess in the long run I am okay blaming myself, it is much better than blaming everyone else. It would be terrible to blame someone, and them not be aware of it.
Probably safer to curse yourself than someone else, you might get kilt!
It is nice of you guys to read this cra-! I really appreciate it.
This is a silly post. Right now everything is wonderful, I did get the last thing I yelled about fixed. I was just missing one screw at the end and that one did not matter.
Now if you cannot get on line or find something in cyber space, blame me. Shucks I don’t mind.
Here I am facing BD #75 soon and I can still LLLL (Live, Love, Laugh and Live!)
I once saw one something like this at Myrtle Beach. The guy had welded and glued everything to the car.