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Friday’s Funnies – My Faves This Week
Wow, another Friday…and Friday the 13th…in 2020…as if we need something else to worry about. But I’m not superstitious, are you? My daughter was born on a Friday the 13th and it was one of the best days of my life. My Dad, to this day, still calls her Jason. But I digress.
I feel like a thousand pound weight has been lifted and I can finally relax a little. I can finally laugh. Really laugh. Here are some good ones for you! I really hope you enjoy these as much as I did! Be sure to tell me your faves in the comments! I can’t wait to hear from you!
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So, what do you think? I can’t decide which made me laugh harder; the monkey penis, the the kid pooping down dad’s back, the soup that tastes better, the stutterer or the last one…lol. I couldn’t resist that one! Anyway, those made me laugh the most. Which made you laugh the most? Do tell…
I hope you have a wonderful weekend. Please stay safe and hug your loved ones. They may be here today, but tomorrow isn’t a given.
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Lost…and Still Not Found
I’m sick to my stomach… I don’t like this feeling at all.
Dad and I went to town yesterday but we were both pretty stressed out. You see, Dad has a cash stash that he carries in a bank envelope, tucked into his checkbook when we leave the house. It’s not just a few bucks; not $20, $50, or even $100. It’s considerably more. He says he doesn’t want to leave it in the house in case of a fire or theft, so he takes it with him in that little envelope, tucked into his checkbook. The cash never leaves the car. We lock the car, always. He never takes the cash out; if he needs some cash for lottery tickets or something else he takes it out of the envelope and leaves the rest in the car. It’s not in plain sight. It’s hidden. If he takes his checkbook in the store, he leaves the cash in the car. Yesterday, before we went to town Dad discovered that the little bank envelope was missing.
He has look everywhere it could be and everywhere he swears it couldn’t be. We looked again after we got home. We have looked with fresh eyes this morning. That cash is nowhere to be found. It was too much money to lose but seems it IS LOST, possibly forever. It could be like the bag of chocolate that disappeared. You might be wondering how much money it was… $1,500. Yes, ONE THOUSAND FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS.
His memory is getting so bad that this morning he argued with me that it was after we got back from town when he discovered the cash was gone. I had to remind him of our conversation in the car on the way to town about the cash and where it could be. I had to remind him that I was getting ready to go when he was looking in the car, and then he came in to tell me about it. I reminded him that we were both worn out from hunting before we even left. He was still a bit puzzled, as if he didn’t recall any of that.
It’s sickening that that amount of cash has been lost, but it’s even more sickening that this has happened to my Dad…or should I say IS happening? Just a few weeks ago, he was trying to think of my daughter’s name, his grand daughter, and he literally cried because he couldn’t think of her name until an hour later. It upset him so much that we purchased one of those “brain boosting” supplements. He’s been taking it for a month now and he keeps telling me, “It’s still not working.” I feel so terribly bad for him.
I don’t know what I’m going to do. I have a hard time taking care of myself sometimes. I shouldn’t be disabled at my age. What will I do if I can’t take care of him? He’ll be 84 in February. He’s keeping a brave face right now, saying, “It’s only money.” That is true but it’s just an awful lot to lose especially during hard times.
Keep a close eye on your elder loved ones. Hug everyone you care about and tell them you love them. They may be here today but tomorrow isn’t a given. 💜
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A Few Thoughts
My faith in humanity has been restored…well, mostly. We have much work to do!
I’ve lost a lot of friends in the past 4 years. Not because of a difference of opinion, but because I was berated and ridiculed for mine, or told I was wrong, or that I just didn’t know something. I will not ever tolerate that shit again. I still have a few Republican friends who are mature enough to express their opinion without tearing down someone else’s. I don’t care about another person’s political affiliation. I care about their actions and their words. Trump has brought so much ugliness out of people and has done so much damage. Regardless of anything good his base thinks he’s done, he’s done more damage than anything else. It’s time for that to end and for us to try to heal this broken country’s heart.
I was sitting in front of the tv when the news broke of Biden’s win. Tears of joy, I tell you! I know that Joe Biden is not the answer to all of the problems in this country anymore than Trump was the answer, but I know that Biden has enough intelligence to listen to scientists and other experts in their fields in order to make decisions for our country. Will he make mistakes? Definitely. He’s human. Will he lie and spin the truth every single time he opens his mouth? No. He has more integrity than that and I have hope… For the first time in 4 years, I have hope for this country!
I’ve not written in so long it was difficult for me to write this post, but with some practice (and some healing) I will get back to my old self again! I hope you’re all doing well. Please be kind to one another!
Peace & Love,
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What’s Eating Aunt Debbie?
If I hear one more person say, “Masks don’t work,” I’m going to ram my crutch up their ass.
If masks didn’t work, then doctors, nurses, and dentists wouldn’t wear them.
Why do they wear them?
To prevent droplets of bodily fluids that may contain viruses and other germs from escaping through their mouth and/or nose. They also protect the wearer against sprays and splashes from others, such as from sneezes and coughs. Surgeons wear masks during surgeries to protect their faces from sprays and splashes from the patient and to protect the patient from germs coming from the surgeon’s mouth and/or nose from entering the patient’s wound.
Why would they wear masks if masks didn’t work?
I wish people would stop being so damn stupid!
I have even read articles by (supposed) doctors who say masks don’t work! What the literal hell? I don’t know about you, but I don’t have time to research every article and every person who writes those articles to see if they are actually REAL doctors. Whether they are real doctors or not, makes no difference. They are still full of shit. Masks DO work.
Will wearing a mask provide 100% protection from Covid-19? NO, but it will slow the virus and maybe we could see the number of cases and deaths go down considerably, instead of major surges with no end in sight. OVER 200,000 deaths in the United States!
My nephew said it quite well earlier this month. He said, “If I can wear my mask for 10 hours at work then it won’t kill other people to wear one while they pick up groceries.”
I wish I had more time tonight because I have so much more to say. I’ll just end this post by posing a question to those of you who think masks don’t work:
If you were going in for a heart transplant, gallbladder removal, tonsillectomy, or any other surgery – Wouldn’t you want your surgeon to wear a mask? Or if you were taking care of someone who had an infectious disease such as MRSA, wouldn’t YOU wear protective gear, including a mask?
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Being Aunt Debbie 