Ok so here is a silly way to start off writing tonight but whoever started Bath and Body works is totally brilliant. I discovered them a few years ago now and can't imagine life without them. At least I know that if I die tonight, I will at least die smelling nice. Tropical from head to toe. They have got some of the best stuff out there. I should do an ad for them.
I am feeling very down. Chuck got sick on something he ate and has been both throwing up and having diahrea so I don't think we will be going anywhere tomarrow. Looks like its going to be a lazy weekend at home. I had this kind of long shopping list too. Tp and cat food and things like that. Oh well what is a person to do? I have had my sick times too and we have had to cancel going places because of it. I took a day off from walking today so I have to make sure I get it in around the neighborhood tomorrow. I guess I will pretend that I am walking over to meet Chuck and just walk that route.
This is going to sound like I am complaining and maybe I am, but the weather was just a little bit more warmer and humid then what I truly enjoy today. But given the choice over what we had this winter compared to today, I will take today.
I have been rejected yet again at BOFJFY and have been banned from writing any comments once again. I guess I give up. I am not going to try anymore. Someone over there obviously doesn't like me and they don't want me making any comments. I guess I finally get the hint. I guess I should just stay away from there.
I have been thinking for the last couple of days about what unconditional love really is. I realize, now that I am an old gramma lady, that my parents always did love me unconditionally, something that the L-rd has been showing me over the last few days. Yes even my dear old Dad.I felt loved by my Mom later in life and then only my Mom. Boy it has taken me so long to realize these things. 53+ years. Better late then never I guess. As for Dad maybe he had to be dead in order for me to truly realize that he did love me unconditionally. It was one of the best kept secrets though. I also felt that at the end of Dads life both him and Mom were deliberately going out of their way to pick on me and hurt me. It wasn't until after my Dad died and my Moms alzheimers starting getting the better of her that she stopped being mean to me and picking on me. I hate to say this, but that is when she started to be enjoyable to be around again. How sad. Life is so strange.
Well I am going to wrap this up and head off to bed. I could very well possibly be back in here tomorrow if we wind up home all day and possibly Sunday as well which in that case I want to revisit unconditional love some more.
Bye for now.
I am feeling very down. Chuck got sick on something he ate and has been both throwing up and having diahrea so I don't think we will be going anywhere tomarrow. Looks like its going to be a lazy weekend at home. I had this kind of long shopping list too. Tp and cat food and things like that. Oh well what is a person to do? I have had my sick times too and we have had to cancel going places because of it. I took a day off from walking today so I have to make sure I get it in around the neighborhood tomorrow. I guess I will pretend that I am walking over to meet Chuck and just walk that route.
This is going to sound like I am complaining and maybe I am, but the weather was just a little bit more warmer and humid then what I truly enjoy today. But given the choice over what we had this winter compared to today, I will take today.
I have been rejected yet again at BOFJFY and have been banned from writing any comments once again. I guess I give up. I am not going to try anymore. Someone over there obviously doesn't like me and they don't want me making any comments. I guess I finally get the hint. I guess I should just stay away from there.
I have been thinking for the last couple of days about what unconditional love really is. I realize, now that I am an old gramma lady, that my parents always did love me unconditionally, something that the L-rd has been showing me over the last few days. Yes even my dear old Dad.I felt loved by my Mom later in life and then only my Mom. Boy it has taken me so long to realize these things. 53+ years. Better late then never I guess. As for Dad maybe he had to be dead in order for me to truly realize that he did love me unconditionally. It was one of the best kept secrets though. I also felt that at the end of Dads life both him and Mom were deliberately going out of their way to pick on me and hurt me. It wasn't until after my Dad died and my Moms alzheimers starting getting the better of her that she stopped being mean to me and picking on me. I hate to say this, but that is when she started to be enjoyable to be around again. How sad. Life is so strange.
Well I am going to wrap this up and head off to bed. I could very well possibly be back in here tomorrow if we wind up home all day and possibly Sunday as well which in that case I want to revisit unconditional love some more.
Bye for now.
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