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Money and power do not buy happiness Phil! You are not a failure.
It's not that I purposely think that way.... And I try not to.
It's just the overwhelming difference in lifestyle...... Kinda hits you in the face.
It's just something that hits me when I come home from his place and walk through the door.
That's when I remember what he said about people like me that end up married as teenagers....... And he's right.
But he doesn't realize what would have happened to my wife if I hadn't married her and got her out of a bad situation....
 
It's not that I purposely think that way.... And I try not to.
It's just the overwhelming difference in lifestyle...... Kinda hits you in the face.
It's just something that hits me when I come home from his place and walk through the door.
That's when I remember what he said about people like me that end up married as teenagers....... And he's right.
But he doesn't realize what would have happened to my wife if I hadn't married her and got her out of a bad situation....
I never dated or went steady (if that is even a word,) no she was just a friend in my art class.
I just asked her one day if she wanted to get married..... She said sure... Why not.
Yeah here we are almost 37 years later.
 
Supplies are dwindling, @getaclue, but there’s still the garbage man and the UPS dude if she gets desperate! Nah, she wouldn’t harm a fly. We still crate her when Kendra comes over. The big gallump has knocked her over accidentally twice, not maliciously but just because the back half takes so long to respond to what the front end wants to do. But Kendra lays next to the crate, sticks her fingers in to pet “Fidona” and Fee just loves it...licks her hand a couple of times then drifts off to relaxation land! Fee isn’t always crated when she’s here, though....just if Kendra starts pulling up on furniture because she wants to walk. They are buddies!

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I really love seeing your dog Blooie
 
I copied this from posting it somewhere else. Prayers for my mentally handicapped little sis.....
I'm really worried about my sister Lisa. Long story short. Has had a cold for a long time...a long time. Its turned into bronchitis.. she gets pneumonia easy. In fact almost lost her to it years ago. Had x Ray's..found out she has an enlarged heart while looking at lungs. First her kidneys.. now her heart. This is my little sis that scg made the quilt for. It's coming in handy now! They have her on steroids and the Z Pack now.
Damn.....:hugs
 
We can rebuild you, we have the technology... from a TV show many more years ago than I wish to admit to. Why? I remember watching it on TV in prime time first run, along with a show with an orangeish/redish paint job with 01 on the side, and a show with a truck driver with a chimp, and a show about a diner owner and his 3 waitresses.....
I remember when we got our first Color TV.
I used to think the world was black and white before that.....
 
Phil, I was reading a letter that a grandfather left for his grandkids. He talked about how he hoped the parents didn't buy them a car when they got their drivers license, and made them work a full summer, before allowing them to have one. No work, no car. No work, no appreciation for what is required in life. He wished they would get made fun of at least once, so they would know what it felt like, and not do it to others. He hoped they would get a black eye at least once, for standing up for something they believed in. He hoped that even though little brother slept in the other room, that the older brother would learn enough compassion to let little brother sleep in his bed when he was scared of a thunderstorm. He hoped little brother would learn compassion, by not being obnoxious when he went to the movie with his big brother, and big brother ran into friends, especially female friends. He hoped they learned to fish, so they would understand that not everything is about money, and the things it buys. He hoped they would get to see a litter of puppies being born, and have to take their pet to the vet for it's final visit, having the compassion to stay with the pet until the end, not just dropping the ball on someone else for the hardest part. It said more, but upon reading it, money alone does not teach important values, and lessons. Those are learned in the struggles of life.
 

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