-Day 61. Patience is not passive; on the contrary, it is active; it is concentrated strength. Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton.
To celebrate the end of February and the beginning of March, I have decided to stop exclaiming so much. You heard me correctly, I will no longer abuse the power of the exclamation point both in blogland and in real life Beeland.
Next time I type "These pretzels are making me thirsty!" it'll be like this "These pretzels are making me thirsty." see no exclamation point in sight.
"Why?" you ask. (I know you didn't but that won't stop me.)
I'm hoping this will help me with my anger management. Maybe if I speak quietly and s l o w l y, all the people (and dogs) who exasperate me will understand everything I say.
Starting right now, I will not... damnit! I just messed up! Mocha was barking at imaginary people while looking out the window AGAIN!
Do you think dogs can see into other dimensions? That would be a good way to explain why she'll sometimes pick a corner and threaten to attack it if it so much as moves an inch.
Anyway, I'll try again. No more yelling.
Coming from a family of yellers this is going to be hard. We can't communicate without popping a few blood vessels.
Okay I typed the above at about 2:00 pm. Since then, I've reset my starting point about 7 times.
Giving Tazz a bath in his semi-conscious drugged out state was an adventure kids should know about when they ask their mommies and daddies for a puppy.
Midway thru his bath, he decided he needed to see what it felt like to chew on my arm, he also wanted to commit my taste to memory. Would I be spicy/salty or sugary/sweet. He didn 't get the chance because I have Tiger like reflexes but I was still just a little bit angry at him.
Next, how was I to know the oven would go kerplunky in the middle of making a delicious pizza?
I had to defend myself from Andy's mental assault against my mind reading skills! I should know he wants a flashlight when he grunts "I can't see the thermometer!"
Then, it turns out there's nothing wrong with the oven, Andy just turned it off accidentally while trying to turn on the oven light.
EXCLAIM EXCLAIM EXCLAIM.
Oh well, starting... now! Uh... now.