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I've stressed it all of my life: Keep things in tune.
Imagine trying to drive a curvy mountain road with your right rear tire nealy flat. You're asking for trouble (my daugher drove for a week on a flat before she asked me to check her steering).
So it goes while visiting me at the Thought Dock. If you are unprepared for your lesson, or are not quite in tune, you will leave confused, or will leave a senseless comment because you've mis-understood my wisdom.
I felt the vibes calling from the Thought Dock during my absence and I suspected something was wrong. And now I see what it is, and blogging about my wonderful camp out will have to wait until I address this situation.
Seems a few of you missed the entire point of the post, "What would you like with your steak, Dear?" And, you seem to think that I mis-judged my observations about the lady pushing the shopping cart with a child through the deli area while planning dinner.
First of all, it takes years of both professional training and personal experience to acureately assess an observation. In addition, one must be in tune, which some of you are not. Now maybe, if my right rear tire was flat, or if my engine was missing, I might have seen things differently, as you did. Maybe, I woukd have thought the two were sisters, or that the grandmother was sitting in the cart, not pushing it. Or perhaps, the pusher was the daughter taking care of her mom. But, I am in tune. My tires are at the proper pressures, and I judged situation fairly.
But, none of that was the point of the post. The point was actually commenting on how things have changed over the years for children. No mention was made about whether kids are spoiled today, or have it easier, or dictating what they have for dinner is wrong. It was just a comment, and it reminded me to sing "What a Wonderful World."
It's a shame that I can't make this first post about our camp out, but I knew this would happen. That's why I gave you all a list of things to do to keep your minds in tune. Obviously some of you slacked a bit.
So, please take the time to check your pressures and such, and be prepared to absorb the wisdom of the Thought Dock with your next visit. Whew..........
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back in "those" days, parents mostly had heart attacks over kids who asked, "What's for dinner?" So really the 'granma' you wrote about was going beyond her a comfort level o make her granddaughter more comfortable by asking, "what would you like for dinner, tonight?" And so what if she bought steak. The granddaughter is most lucky to have fallen into the lap of luxury. If you examine it further, i can betcha the ol' lady is drawing welfare - cash and food stamps - for that kid. and if she isn't she should be. that is what gov'ment it for. we need to have nutrionally sound generations. no more of this beans and rice thing. it has only been successful in giving us all round little sausage fingers. oh....i think my obsession with food is beginning to show. think i'll go to walmart and get me sum steak. after i air up my tires
ReplyDeleteThe other day I was going through my gun idenification charts, you probably know what they are being a cop for so many years. I hold the picture type of gun up an the cute little grand babies spell out and identify the weapons, like Sig Sayer, 9mm, semi, P229, Smith & Wesson model 9,J frame, 38 special and so on, not only can they go through 30 pics of identies now but they know the different types of bullets, hollow points, black talons, wad cutters ect.ect. Darn I smell thoses t bones starting to burn and I promised them Bloody rare, I think I'm going to have some unhappy campers. gotta go
ReplyDeleteYou know... oh, never mind. It wouldn't make a difference anyway.
ReplyDeletewell, hogslopper, apparently your grandkids are gonna be as bad a speller as you. It's Sig Sauer...not Sayer.
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