I tried to explain to kmom & kdad the other day about the pink flamingoes. I said, Sometimes out-of-state friends will come visit, and be embarassed for us, thinking we don't understand they're tacky. They'll whisper among themselves about it like we don't know what they're thinking.
I submit that a person who assumes we don't get it is the unsophisticated one.
I've been looking for one for years. Just the right one, a nice pimk flamingo of my very own.
I'm a nice quiet middle-aged former bankbuster, disabled since age 32 with a myriad of weird health issues. I love heat and humidity and odd hobbies like fossil hunting, tromping around in the Everglades, backyard bricklaying, and rescuing plants damaged by our spate of hurricanes. Oh - I like to live-blog hurricanes, too.*****
I have a wonderful life. I'm one of the happiest people I know. Why? I don't know.*****
I also have nightmare memories in my head that would send some folks around the bend. But that's another story, one I don't tell much, and I seem to have made it past the horror parts pretty well.*****
I have nothing to prove so it's hard to insult me. I know who I am. I own the space I live in - and I don't mean just my house. My life is way far from perfect, but I'm content.*****
For some readers, that would make this a boring blog. For others, my fun adventures, absurd health episodes, and particular way of looking at things keep 'em entertained enough, in the end.
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Aren't they though?
I tried to explain to kmom & kdad the other day about the pink flamingoes. I said, Sometimes out-of-state friends will come visit, and be embarassed for us, thinking we don't understand they're tacky. They'll whisper among themselves about it like we don't know what they're thinking.
I submit that a person who assumes we don't get it is the unsophisticated one.
I've been looking for one for years. Just the right one, a nice pimk flamingo of my very own.
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