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From Carol Wyer (http://facing50withhumour.com/), posted 2/28/16:
"THINGS MY PARENTS TAUGHT ME"
Even though you did not realize it at the time, most of the 50+ generation were home schooled.
1. My
mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE.
“If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.”
“If you’re going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.”
2. My
mother taught me RELIGION.
“You’d better pray that will come out of the carpet.”
“You’d better pray that will come out of the carpet.”
3. My
father taught me about TIME TRAVEL.
“If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!”
“If you don’t straighten up, I’m going to knock you into the middle of next week!”
4. My
father taught me LOGIC.
“Because I said so, that’s why.”
“Because I said so, that’s why.”
5. My
mother taught me MORE LOGIC.
“If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you’re not going to the shop with me.”
“If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you’re not going to the shop with me.”
6. My
mother taught me FORESIGHT.
“Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
“Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you’re in an accident.”
7. My
father taught me IRONY.
“Keep crying and I’ll give you something to cry about.”
“Keep crying and I’ll give you something to cry about.”
8. My
mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS.
“Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”
“Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”
9. My
mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM.
“Just you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”
“Just you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”
10.
My mother taught me about STAMINA.
“You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.”
“You’ll sit there until all that spinach is gone.”
11.
My mother taught me about WEATHER.
“This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”
“This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”
12.
My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY.
“If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times, don’t exaggerate!”
“If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times, don’t exaggerate!”
13.
My father taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.
“I brought you into this world, and I can take you out…”
“I brought you into this world, and I can take you out…”
14.
My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
“Stop acting like your father!”
“Stop acting like your father!”
15.
My mother taught me about ENVY.
“There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.”
“There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have wonderful parents like you do.”
16.
My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
“Just wait until we get home.”
“Just wait until we get home.”
17.
My mother taught me about RECEIVING.
“You are going to get it from your father when you get home!”
“You are going to get it from your father when you get home!”
18.
My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE.
“If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way.”
“If you don’t stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way.”
19.
My mother taught me ESP.
“Put your sweater on; don’t you think I know when you are cold?”
“Put your sweater on; don’t you think I know when you are cold?”
20.
My father taught me HUMOR.
“When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me.”
21.
My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT. “When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don’t come running to me.”
“If you don’t eat your vegetables, you’ll never grow up.”
22.
My mother taught me GENETICS.
“You’re just like your father.”
“You’re just like your father.”
23.
My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
“Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a cave?”
“Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a cave?”
24.
My mother taught me WISDOM.
“When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”
“When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”
25.
My father taught me about JUSTICE.
“One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!”
“One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!”
From River (river-driftingthroughlife.blogspot.com), posted 2/29/16
"BECOMING AN ADULT IS THE DUMBEST THING I EVER DID"
Like most young people,
I couldn't wait to come of age, become free to make my own choices and
decisions about my life, and be a real, certified grownup.
I wanted, wished, and waited with anticipation for my birthday,
so I could declare to the world I was officially an adult.
But you know what? Becoming an adult is the dumbest thing I ever did.
Now I wonder why I was in such a hurry.
Why did I think being responsible for everyone and everything in the known universe was something I needed to do?
Why did I think that leaving behind the carefree days of my youth in exchange for having to act like an adult was going to be so fabulous?
I know that growing old is mandatory but growing up is not...
I wanted, wished, and waited with anticipation for my birthday,
so I could declare to the world I was officially an adult.
But you know what? Becoming an adult is the dumbest thing I ever did.
Now I wonder why I was in such a hurry.
Why did I think being responsible for everyone and everything in the known universe was something I needed to do?
Why did I think that leaving behind the carefree days of my youth in exchange for having to act like an adult was going to be so fabulous?
I know that growing old is mandatory but growing up is not...
in fact I think it's a trap to be avoided at all costs!
After giving it a lot of thought, I've decided that being an adult is just not working for me.
But maybe, just maybe, it's not too late!
Here's my plan. From now on I'm going to stop ignoring my inner child and embrace all things "kid."
I'm going to live, love, and play with the vibrant
passion, spunk, spontaneity we all once had.
So be warned - the kid in me is coming out!
And if you feel the urge to give me milk and cookies, wipe my face, and put me down for a nap, go ahead.
After giving it a lot of thought, I've decided that being an adult is just not working for me.
But maybe, just maybe, it's not too late!
Here's my plan. From now on I'm going to stop ignoring my inner child and embrace all things "kid."
I'm going to live, love, and play with the vibrant
passion, spunk, spontaneity we all once had.
So be warned - the kid in me is coming out!
And if you feel the urge to give me milk and cookies, wipe my face, and put me down for a nap, go ahead.
'Cause when it comes to
childhood, I'm hitting the do-over button!
Wanna play?
From Man Martin (manmatrin.blogspot.com), posted 10/17/15
Once the tortoise and the hare decided to have a race. At
the beginning of the race, the hare ran very fast and soon left the tortoise
far behind. When he looked back and saw the tortoise had barely left the
starting line, the hare said to himself, "Ho-hum, that silly tortoise will
never beat me!" and he lay down and took a nap. While the hare
slept, the tortoise kept on going, slowly, steadily, slowly, steadily, towards
the finish line. When the hare woke up, he discovered that the tortoise
was still far behind him, so he got up and finished the race in a walk.
The tortoise wasn't even close.
Moral: Hares are
a hell of a lot faster than tortoises.
Moral: Grasshoppers almost never starve to
death. They freeze.
Once there was a hungry fox who saw some grapes growing high on
the wall. He jumped and tried to get the grapes, but failed. So he
tried again. He failed again. He jumped and jumped, but the grapes
were always out of his reach. Finally when he was tired and panting, he
said to himself, "Ah, I don't want those grapes anyway. They're
sour!" Just then, though, a crow flew down to eat the grapes and a
few fell on the ground where the fox could get them. He tasted one, and
you know what? It really was sour.
Also from Man Martin (manmatrin.blogspot.com), posted 9/25/2015
How Do You Come Up with These Ideas?
"How do you come up with all your ideas?” is what concerned Americans want to know. Another thing they want to know is why I keep coming up with them.
When you consider my busy schedule - bon vivant, crime fighter, adored idol of millions - one is astounded that I'm able on top of all this to write a daily blog of such sparkle and effervescence. "Don't you ever just want to stay and bed and sleep?" people ask, "And wouldn't we all be better off?"
First thing I do is get up and turn on the computer. This is essential, and I cannot stress this enough. You can type and type all day, but if your computer isn't turned on, you're just living in a fool's paradise. Then, once the computer is on, I usually play a few games of computer solitaire. Some people shilly-shally before getting down to computer solitaire, but not me. "A shirker never wins," is my motto. "And potatoes planted in May are au gratin by June." So when it comes to playing solitaire, I get right down to business.
But finally I open up my blog and hit the little pencil icon that shows I want to write a new post. This is very odd because you don't write blogs with a pencil, and if you did, it wouldn't work very well. The icon might as well be a pair of hedge-clippers or a crescent wrench. But I digress. Once I am looking at the snowy expanse of unwritten blog space on my computer screen, then begins, as Shakespeare puts it, the tempest to my soul. There are a few things on this earth that truly terrify me: those big black cockroaches that scoot out from under something and run straight at you, global warming, and white space waiting to be written on.
At this point I usually do some cussing. Then I visit all the other blogs I know, and see what they're writing about. If I don't find anything I can stea... Ahem, I mean, if I'm still not inspired, I go back to cussing. If that doesn't work, I play some more computer solitaire. Sooner or later, I come up with something, and with a feeling of relief and creeping self-loathing, I write it.
I hope this answers your questions.
Now I'm going to play some computer solitaire.
This post is by Robyn (hollowtreeventures.com) posted 3/28/16:
03/28/16
WHAT IF MOMS HAD AN AUTOMATED DIAL-IN LINE TO FIELD REQUESTS FROM THEIR KIDS?
As much as I hate getting stuck on the phone with a robotic voice every time I try to call the cable company, I understand why it’s a necessary evil. I mean, they can’t possibly have a real person field millions of random requests and complaints 24 hours a day!
Hmmm…. who else does that? Oh right! Moms.
Wouldn’t it be nice if moms could set up our own automated menu to sort through the constant demands from our kids? To decide which ones are legitimate requests in need of real live help and which ones can be answered just as easily by a robot?
HERE’S WHAT IT WOULD SOUND LIKE:
Ring, ring, ring…
Thank you for calling your mother. Your call is very important to me…unless I haven’t had coffee yet, in which case back away slowly and try your call again later. I’m sorry I can’t come to the phone right now, but considering I’m probably busy cleaning your pee off the bathroom floor or washing the laundry you crammed between your bed and the wall, I’m doing the best I can. Please listen carefully to the following menu; your issue will be resolved in the order in which it was received, provided no one drops the phone in the toilet before then.
If you want mac and cheese, press 1.
If you want mac and cheese but I’ve basically ruined your life by serving it to you in the wrong bowl, please press 1 really hard and hold it down until I get you a new bowl or go insane, whichever comes first.
Press 2 if you’re going to ask me to do something you are perfectly capable of doing yourself, but you just don’t want to get up.
If we’re leaving the house and you insist on wearing a Halloween costume, the same outfit you’ve worn the previous 364 days in a row, please press 3 and then just get in the car anyway, because I don’t even care anymore.
For a complete list of reasons why Yes, you are going to school today, so hurry up and find your shoes, press 4.
Press 5 if you think your sibling got more dessert, attention, or screen time than you and life isn’t fair.
If your socks are uncomfortable, please press 6 repeatedly while emitting a long series of whining noises.
If you just saw a commercial for a toy you can’t live without, please hang up and look in your toy chest to see all the other toys you barely play with that you also once thought you HAD TO HAVE.
Please press 7 if you want to take a bath but only to splash around and play with toys and then get mad at me when I try to actually clean your body with soap or wash your hair.
Press 8 if it is after bedtime and you need a drink, think you heard a noise, forgot to do your homework, or just remembered something really, really super duper important you need to tell me which is actually just 47 “ums” followed by “I forget.”
For all cartoon and video game-related monologues over 20 minutes, please leave a message after the tone, which I will pretend to listen to while daydreaming about taking a bubble bath behind a locked door.
If you are a parent wishing to schedule a play date, please press 9.
If you are a parent wishing to schedule a play date and you’re bringing a bottle of wine, please come straight over immediately.
If you are calling from my child’s school to inform me about a current lice outbreak, please hang up and never call this number again.
Thank you again for your call. For all other matters. please press # and you will be automatically connected to your father.
I found these cartoons myself
If you steal from one person, that's plagiarism; if you steal from a lot of people, that's research----fishducky (& several other people)
