Dear Diary,
After seeing this picture of sista Janice with her daughter, I recalled a piece of advice I received as a teen ager and was inspired to make her this card.
While I was pondering earlier about advise - taking and giving, I was reminded of some wonderful advice my dear Uncle Pud gave me when I was a teenager.
I was telling him that I wanted a monkey for a pet. Not a spider monkey but actually a chimpanzee so that I could take it on walks and hold his little hand and I could dress him up in cute clothes and teach it to ride a red tricycle with a bell on it. After hearing this, I got the only advice Uncle Pud ever gave me. He said, "You don't want a monkey, they'll shit in their hand and throw it at you!" I never did get a monkey but I have repeated his fabulous advise often. Some listen and some don't.
6 comments:
A wise man your Uncle Pud!
This is my most favorite post yet!
Thank you!
I tried to back up on this thing twice and it left my comment again each time I pressed that green back arrow. I feel like Elvis....
Thank-you,
Thank-you,
Thank-you very much!
Oh, Lisa, you crack me up. You are just one of those gals I would love to have a girl's night out with. I think I would bust my sides laughing. I would especially like to be analyzed by you. I'm not afraid. Reading your advice below, I think we are two of a kind. (but you're funnier by far) And your psychological views on morality would be fun to hear - I was once the Vice President of Morals in my sorority in college - that always seemed like an oxymoron to me.
Glad you are home and happy about it. Some folks never want vacation to end and are depressed when they get home. Some trips are just right and end with the happy-to-get-home reaction. Sounds like you had a great time.
Thanks for all of the laughter you bring to us! You are one of a kind!
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