Growing up.......when I did........was quite easy and simple. We not only had the constitution to protect us (which btw, we never used it......as they do today) we had something stronger, we had parents with very well established rules and will power to make sure ...................we did as we were told. The rules were very simple...............
from the religious leaders: Do as I say.....don't do as I do
from the teachers: Do as you are told and you will succeed
from the Authorities: Put you hands up and behind your head
from your parents: Do the very best that you possibly can.......and NEVER tell me a lie.
But........but the things Mom taught me will always remain a part of my brain.
What my Mom taught me:
Religion - "You better pray that comes out of the carpet"
Logic - "Because I said so, that's why"
Irony - "Keep crying and I'll give you something to cry about"
Wisdom - "When you get to my age you'll understand"
Justice - "One day you'll have kids, I hope they turn out just like you!!"
Now........to me the ultimate was..........................."If you don't do things .....MY WAY I'm going to tell your farther when he gets home"
That to me......was the clincher. I really can't explain why but just the thought of my dad getting involved scared the holy crap out of me, even though I knew he would never harm me, it was the thought of what would happen ........if he did.
I grew up with THAT one phrase that constantly was out there. "Wait until your father comes home" That automatically put another light on the whole subject. Mom always said "watch dad's fists, if he starts to clinch them.............stop what you are doing or saying...............immediately" and take one step back. Thank goodness it never came to that point!!!!!! I only saw my dad clinch his fists twice. My dad wasn't doing so well and Margot and the kids left Seattle for New York. After being there two days, Margot called me and suggested that I make my way home to New York. I knew the reason and jumped on a flight, flew through the night and arrived in NY early in the morning, got a ride with a friend and sat down to talk with dad. At one point he started to clinch his fists........but I knew it was from the pain he felt and not........anything I had done . This time was different I did not listen to mom's advise to take a step back.......this time I stepped to him put my arms around him and whispered in his ear "Dad, you will always be my hero." The fists lost their tight clinch for the second and last time.
JOKE OF THE DAY
A police officer in a small town stopped a motorist who was speeding down Main Street.
"But, officer," the man began, "I can explain!"
"Just be quiet," snapped the officer. "I'm going to let you cool your heels in jail until the chief gets back."
"But, officer, I just wanted to say..."
"And I said to keep quiet! You're going to jail!"
A few hours later the officer looked in on his prisoner and said, "Lucky for you that the chief's at his daughter's wedding. He'll be in a good mood when he gets back."
"Don't count on it," answered the fellow in the cell. "I'm the groom."
Have you ever spent .....................some time in a restaurant................watching people eat? Not very interesting but ..................some people just eat like ANIMALS! Hope you enjoy the following.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch_popup?v=EVwlMVYqMu4&vq=medium#t=125
See you next week!!!!!
