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Pat_B
I'm sorry that you, Azur and Taps had a crap yesterday!
posted by
johnmacnab
on January 17, 2011 at 11:14 AM
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Pat_B
I still do the worrying Pat, but now they give me pills to (supposedly) lighten my moods - I MUST remember and take one now and then.
posted by
johnmacnab
on January 17, 2011 at 11:13 AM
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I LIKE your gallow's humor!! I used to tie myself in knots worrying about things, and I think it was around the age of 40 too that I decided it wasn't worth it. MOST of the time, I can talk myself out of worrying about things that may or may not happen. What is it they say? If life hands you a lemon, ask if you can have tequila and salt with that!
posted by
adnohr
on January 13, 2011 at 3:26 AM
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I think your philosophy
on life is absolutely right. When I hit 50 there was a discernible change in my own outlook on life and, now, I just want to get as much as possible out of each day. Thanks for your nice comment on my blog and stay safe
posted by
malcolm
on January 10, 2011 at 6:41 AM
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Pat_B
I love to share a joke with my worry-prone friends:
Don' t tell me worry doesn't work...the things I worry about never happen! I thought that was so great when I read it somewhere that I've never forgotten it. Since I am naturally lazy, I have never been a worrier. I do have to watch the tendency to catch errors....not everyone wants to know about them! But, bottom line.....you are wonderful just the way you are and I don't want to see a single molecule change
posted by
Krisles
on January 9, 2011 at 11:04 PM
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I'm not really much of a worry wart either these days. I think I found out back in the late 1970's that worrying about my teenage sons wasn't going to do anything to keep them on the straight and narrow, or in the early eighties to help them pick the right girls for wives, or to keep my son alive when cancer came along. I gradually learned that I just had to trust them to make their own choices and accept come what may, day by day. I may not like what's going on, but if I can't change it, no use worrying.
posted by
TAPS.
on January 9, 2011 at 3:50 PM
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PatB
I've decided you need this today and remember we love ya.
Top tip: if you're camping in the summer and the attractive girl in the next tent tells you that because it's so hot she will be sleeping with her flaps open, it's not necessarily an invitation to casual sex. Wish me luck.....I appear in court next Monday.
Tell me I made you LAUGH darlin'
from us'ns
posted by
WileyJohn
on January 9, 2011 at 1:42 PM
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I guess the only preparation we can make
is not to leave rakes lying about on the lawn.
One thing events here over the past two days reminded me was that phones in our house are never left where they should be, and that should change in case it's needed in a hurry.
posted by
Azur
on January 9, 2011 at 1:39 PM
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Pat I think I shall go outside and eat worms.....yes life is ugly and I
personally admit to you that I have just come through a December depression and anxiety attack....I have the itchy rashes on my arms and torso to deal with . We just have to have the courage to continue on and enjoy today because we are here. Pass me that bottle.....
posted by
Kabu
on January 9, 2011 at 12:59 PM
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Pat
You're striking some oh-so-familiar chords with me, especially that grammar-teacher strict-sister (in my case strict-brother) thing and the inclination to be judgmental; although I was fortunate enough never to have had your kind of worrisome childhood experience...
But you know what? I tried for a while to be the paragon of non-judgment, but found it doesn't work! The result is a constant conflict between one’s insights and one’s at least partially self-imposed refusal to acknowledge those insights.
So now I allow myself to be judgmental! (You, Naut, judgmental? Naaah…LOL) The trick is to know what to be judgmental about, and never to rush to judgment…
Oh, and as for sunny Mexico – there are too many headless bodies in the streets for my taste! I’ll enjoy my tequila on this side of the border…
posted by
Nautikos
on January 9, 2011 at 7:27 AM
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