I was talking to a friend of mine this morning and she mentioned that as time passes....you mellow. (were those your words, debkay?)
I think I should be old enough to do that.
So.....and I don't usually make New Years resolutions.....here is mine....
I am going to mellow. In spite of my nine year old threatening to sell me for a rabbit and put me up for adoption on the internet yesterday......I am going to mellow
Yes, Come, join me!
peach
ps....to those of you who took out your stop watches......shame on you!
And now when I think about it, I realize, my middle son, you know the one that thinks his deodrant belongs on the mantle has the ability to make me lose my "mellow."
I have one question for you peachie, forgot to ask earlier. Who showed the big kid eBay? I'll keep my eye open for a "Mommy for sale, will trade for a rabbit" on eBay!
Would he trade for a one year old Portuguese Water Dog?
I anxiously await your answer. Her last "trick" was to eat a five dollar bill - Canadian or she'd be worth more. We are watching for blue speckled poop.
Sorry! Too much information.
Mellow? You mean like Marshmellow...oops, mallow? Yum, I love the little yellow peepy marshmallow things you get at Easter, left out so they get all stale and delish. I love to mellow!
Bet they could add more speckles to the poop, huh Ruth?
Chickadee, who's going to crawl back into her little corner now!
Peach! Are you mind reading again? I went through this one the weekend as my birthday hit and going through the "funk" and I realized that yes, I am more patient or "mellow" with my loved ones and am more likely to give an extra helping hand to whoever needs it, BUT I also find that the older I get, the less willing I am to tolerate BS, if you know what I mean. I have developed an astounding sense of myself and I won't tolerate being disrespected, whereas in my younger days I was more like a doormat. Age makes you ulitmately more worldy and wise and it's certainly a place I am comfortable in. I guess that's why I am more mellow about certain things...
Is that a Chickadee I see????? How ya doing my friend?
Pooky were you listening in on my and peachie's phone call? I swear you just related exactly what we were talking about. insert Twilight Zone music here.......
Sheesh, if you youngsters are mellow at your age, I must be Perry Como!
I don't tolerate BS either but refuse to make issues of things that don't matter. WGAF is my motto - who gives a something!
Debkay, I don't know how he knows about e-bay.....I don't think he really does...I am hoping he just heard that phrase on tv!!!! What would happen if you moved his deoderant....or replaced it with a girlie one?
Ruth, I asked the kid about the PW dog. He said he won't sell me...keep in mind, at the time he had a jar of quarters in front of him and I take one quarter out any time he sasses me. At the end of the week he can keep what is left in the jar....could have been a motivating factor for the answer he gave. BTW....did you leave out an "f" ....as in "flying" ?
Pooky, yes, I too am hearing twilight zone music. It started with the recounting of a conversation I had with a **** nurse who guards my one son's pediatrician. Long story short: of all the dr calls I have to make (and with my kids....there are many...a couple a week) I have never ever been treated with anything but kindness.....until THIS ONE! ( mellow dulcet tones.) Anyway, I may have reached the "age" BUT I am no where near wise or wordly.
I can only be mellow minute by minute!
My dearest Chickadee! How are you? How are you feeling? Where are your Christmas ornaments and lights? Did you know that if you put one of those peeps in the micro wave....they expand and blow up?!!!! Great Fun! BTW...did you find me here or for sale on E bay? Miss you terribly!
If I got any more mellow, I'd be comatose. Well, not really. Some things DO get to me and frazzle my nerves. Like my copier machine this morning kept jamming just because it was low on paper and I didn't have any more. Once I bought it more paper and filled it up, it was happy and so was I.
I'm also a bit edgy because I'm trying to do our company's books to ready them for the tax accountant and I keep screwing up. I can't put the computer date into 2003 until I've made all the 2002 entries up to date and yesterday I goofed and entered a bank deposit that I made today. Now it's in the computer under 2002. DUH!! This after having just talked to the acountant who warned me against such things. But...in the immortal words of Alfred E. Newman (remember Mad Magazine?)..What, me worry? Oh heck, if you're too young to remember Perry Como, you probably don't remember Mad Magazine either.
BTW, I can't stand those marshmallow chicks. Never could. How can anybody eat such rotten stuff? Yuck! Sorry, Chickadee, don't let me chase you away just cos I don't like the same kind of goodies. So good to see you here.
Mellowing!
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has the ability to make me lose my "mellow."
