I started a sunny blog entry about the Happy Happines of homeschooling, earlier. And then my day took a turn South. Now, I need calories.
Really, like Blizzard from Dairy Queen calories.
A long time ago, Jenine came up with expressive sign language for Dairy Queen. She is funny and creative in that way. Also, she can sing REO Speedwagon really well with little thought to who's watching. I like those things about her. The sign language was a sort of milking motion using both hands, followed by the hands set atop the head like a crown. We were in Walla Walla, I think, and she was keeping the suggestion from the children in case I should disagree. I agreed.
But, now I am way off the point.
The point had something to do with the day taking a turn for the worse, which was a crying shame. It started so well.
It involves a little story. Do you like stories?
Once upon a time, there was a deadbeat dad. This was a very special deadbeat dad (dbd), because he wanted to have positive self esteem.
Positive self esteem is healthy!
Positive self esteem is fun!
Dbd decided that the best way to feel very warm and fuzzy about himself, was to have the children he had absolutely abandoned tell him that he was a good daddy. So he set out to contact them, for the first time in many years. Only, dbd's children were not interested in him.
How sad for dbd!
Poor dbd!
Now he felt abandoned, unloved.
This felt yucky!
Dbd tried emotional blackmail and bribbery and even resorted to threats in order to accomplish his healthy self esteem.
Alas!
His mental wellness was in jeopardy!
What could dbd do?!
..............I have no idea how the story ends. I'll have to get back to you on that.
Meanwhile, I am feeling annoyed. You?
8 comments:
my, you are having fun! better ask for extra hot fudge on that DQ delight! of course you should never eat hot fudge by yourself - it leads to introspective and morose thoughts. best invite a friend....
my prayers are yours.
kjp
Do you feel better now? Sarcasm and chocolate now that's some serious therapy. That was very funny. You should publish it as a children's book. I bet it would sell millions! It might give the children nightmares but the single mom's would love it! Can't wait to hear the ending.
Definitely praying for you, Sister. I've heard that hot fudge is very therapeutic, as is a well timed glass of your favorite wine. Chocolate is ok alone, to a degree. Best drink the wine with some close friends, in moderation of course!
You. are. an. amazing. woman.
Keep leaning on Him.
I strongly dislike dbd, and that's only because I'm personally against "hate". tee hee
praying for you!!!!!!!
~paj
So my lucrative idea is to sell your story to a soap opera producer. With very few modifications (namely more women with boob jobs possibly fighting over DBD) it could turn into an all time most-watched soap opera. Plus, as the years go by you could continue to give them plot twisters. That could solve your money problems AND make you famous. Then you could have a Dairy Queen installed in your absurdly large home. What do you say?
Oh my freeeking grief.
Praying for you.
And encouraging the idea of lots of chocolate... you've lost 13 pounds, so you can spare a couple for a good cause, eh?
dbd is a real jerk .that was supposed to be in sign language so the kids won't hear .
p.s. I love you !
Hi Everybody!
I am curious about two of you who commented anonomously.
Who called me "sister"?
And who said they love me?
You have created a little mystery for me!
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