You may not know this, but aside from my asinine, snarky and sometimes dirty mouthed comments and stories, I'm actually quite religious. It's not something I say to new friends like "Hi, I'm Candyland. Jesus loves you." And I'm only telling you now, to share the offspring's rendition of our night time prayer.
"Now I way me, down to sweep,
I pray the door, my so to keep,
And angels wash me through the night,
Until I wake in morning wipe. Amen."
And then she says:
"Thank you Goooooddddd (in true shout out fashion). Thank you for Mommy, Daddy and Lilli. Thank you for the lights. Thank you for my blood. Thank you for my carpet. Thank you for wuv."
It made me realize how perfectly perfect children are. They're so grateful for the littlest of things, like blood. I mean, when was the last time you were grateful for your blood? And wuv. Wuv makes the world go round. And respect. Like yesterday's post. If we don't respect one another, then we'll never fully evolve as people. And dudes, we're all people who want a little respect, consideration and regard.
Random Fact: The movie Up gets me every freaking time. In the beginning sequence, a montage of Mr. Fredrickson's life with his wife, Ellie, it shows love, loss, acceptance, and everything in between in a matter of minutes. It breaks my heart down the middle, and I feel the pain of these animated peoples. Am I a d-bag? Probably.
Random Fact: I admitted to dropping my glasses in a strip club's toilet. The irony of this is that I change my unders (you know...) at least three times a day. I need to feel fresh all the time, yet I still have toilet glasses.
Whoa. I wasn't ready to be felt up. Friday came quick (no pun intended) but you're always so soft. Thanks for that. Another reason I respect you. You never make me do anything I don't want to. Except that time in the back of your Gremelin after Adam Chin's party in '99. But we'll just blame it on the booze.
To my new browsers,
followers friends, don't be alarmed by the Friday feel-up. If you relax, you might enjoy yourself. I want to thank you for stopping by. Whether you're a loyal reader, a newb, or just passing through. Your eyes mean the universe to me. Without you (dare I say it) I'm nothing. I'm just wuv and blood.
So come back Monday. Please. Pretty please. I promise not to be so needy. And I swearz I have awards to pass out, but I prefer to let them accumulate (because I forgot it was Friday until now).
Sooooo, what are you grateful for RIGHT now?
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