I know this to be true. In the past week, my grandfather had a major stroke, my poor brother got sick here for half of his vacation, and I've been dealing with the usual dumbfucks (who email me at work knowing I'm on vacation too.) My grandmother on the opposite side of the family has been having mental health problems and that's the side that won't discuss mental illness, so I don't know what the fuck is going on.
One of my aunts even said, "I wish she was more normal, for all of our sakes." Right...she chooses to have severe bipolar disorder and it's a bag of giggles. I wonder what my aunt thinks of me?
Then I think in addition to dairy (I love cheese and basically can't eat it) being an inflammatory, wheat probably is as well, I'm finding (I also love everything made of whole wheat.) Why can't I have, say, inflammation from some food I can't stand, like beets or brussel sprouts?
Grump, grump, grump. Thank you, Elephant's Child, for listening to me grump with my thumbs today!
Because my ex's name is on this truck, which was literally moving shit from one place to another.
So apt. I invite one and all to photoshop this picture and add your own ex's name to the shit mover.
So you see, no matter how hard you get your grump on, there's always a laugh out there. You might not even have to look for it. You might even find it here!
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I think I would like some people to be the shit movers final destination. I am sure I would like it. Not sure there is a truck big enough though.
And I never thought the time would come when I worried that there isn't ENOUGH shit in the world...
I like to leave my crap where it lies.
It's like God's biggest joke that beets and brussel sprouts are so good for us but donuts will kill us stone dead.
I hope your bumpy ride settles down soon!
I never thought there would be a job in relocating shit. Now there is a job worse than your and mine.
Your aunt sounds like a total bitch. It doesn't get anymore selfish. "For OUR sakes" WTF?
What made me laugh out loud is the picture and caption of that Wonderful cat......LOL, LOL, LOL!
I can relate, BigTime, and I'll drink to that!!!
So many people you love, with so many difficult problems, my dear....and an Aunt who only loves and care about herself......OY VEY!
Sending you HUGE HUGE Hugs,
I would like for the entire load of that truck to land on my last ex's head. :) And maybe the one before that, too!
Love the lol cat - that's just what they are thinking, I think.
That is so true. And your blog is always one of those things that makes me smile. Have a lovely Wednesday.
Aw, farmers get all the cool equipment!
I've tried giving up wheat. Then i said "screw this!"
If you're still on vacation, I hope it improves!
Hoping things get better for you and yours soon, get your giggles where you may!
Hoping things get better for you and yours soon, get your giggles where you may!
People only get bad reactions to nice food. One of Murphy's Laws.
I have noticed that it is the foods that cause me problems that I crave the most. Let's see you laugh that one off. lol
Lately I've found that whenever I laugh, I get knocked on my ass. If I felt better, I'd be the last one to say it openly, so Joe and I use the silent "thumbs up" sign. (they're listening)
I'm on good terms with both my exes, so I wouldn't put their names on the truck...but there are a few other names I could happy put on there!
I wonder how one would answer the question when asked "What do you do for work?" Hmmmmmm.....
When uttering "What a load of shit!"...it does literally apply in this case!
Life always gives us signs to make us laugh. I love when that happens. There's no shit moving services around here, but I once saw my ex's name spray painted on a dumpster, and that was good enough for me.
I'm trying to think of who had that magical light bulb pop into his/her head and said, "I've got it! I'll start a business moving manure!"
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