Game of Thrones - "Dragon Tales" Theme Song

Beware Cheap tolite seat!!!!

Beware Cheap tolite seat!!!!

Word to the wise/Libby's two cents... Never, I repeat,never buy a cheap replacement toilet seat! If you are in the kitchen just trying to finish washing that last pot out and you need to pee really bad...this could equal trouble! Just picture this...you hastily dry your hands on your jeans as you scoot down the hall, tear into the bathroom and not bothering to flick on the lights.You drop your pants faster that you can say sweet Fu@k then"boom goes the dynamite" you are on you ass wailing in pain and covered in your own pee! Fellow housemates hear your shrieks of agony and yet all you can do is close the door with your foot. You could use the help but your need to attempt to hide total humiliation is stronger. So, moral of the story is...spend that extra $20 and you will not be sore,wet and embarrassed on the bathroom floor in the dark. Not that I would know... Just saying;) fuc%@#g cheap plastic brackets!!!!!!
Libby

Dog owner's price

I just watched some poor schmuck harvesting poop from his front lawn like it was a huge vegetable garden. Think I'll pass on that dog ownership idea.

Read between the lies

Sometimes I ask for others for advice when I truly don't need it. Often its to convince others of their value not to me but to themselves. Actually, more often than not their answers are often influenced by their narrow mindedness, jealousy and or ignorance on the subject. It is one of my shameful techniques of mind control. If you think of it we all do this type of thing all the time. Dropping hints on what you'd like for Christmas or your birthday is a mild but clear example of this manipulation. So on that note when someone asks for your advice and your over the age of 18 just say the following. You know best, and leave it at that. Chances are that would be the best most honest answer you have ever given. Right now I could compose a long list of things I have been lead to believe and I know full well they are blatant lies. Then again the fact that I have chosen to keep this knowledge to myself could too be described as a lie in it's self, a lie by omission but a lie none the less. I usually choose to keep these tidbits of information to my self because with reflection you come to realize the falsehoods can not be corrected by humiliating the offenders. Under these circumstances your silence is rewarded with future prudence. Don't try to kid the kidder and don't try to convince your lies to the score keeper of your secrets.
Written by a girl who's a master at playing the dumb one. It's more than a talent it is an art form/life style.

shhhhh...I may never tell but I'll always know.

How I know my son knows I love him.

Back ground-(music,singing and writing).

Son: mommy, you should write a love song.

Mom: Oh? Do you think I could do a good job?

Son: Ya! You can just write it about me.

(Son runs off to play, mom sits down and sheds a happy tear).

Political minds

Ones memory is not a clear window to days gone by. If I had to remember the bad clearly in order to recall the good then it's just as well. Let the past be as blurry and vague as canadian political platforms. Zing.....lol

Who needs bees?

On the walk home from school my kid collected a couple remaining fall dandelions with the intent on somehow manufacturing honey in our bathroom. Far be it for me to deny him this creative yet hopeless attempt. As we entered the front doors of our apartment building we were greeted by a familiar face(fred the super intendant). This is where Zach proceeded to alert Fred to the fact that he'd better have some money with him cause he was going be making honey and he'll be selling it to him later for $5. I once told him he has the family salesman gene in him and he could sell ice cubes to Eskimos with a smile. I don't think he quite understood my metaphor.