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This is for those who have a lot of self-pity, and don't know what else to do about it.  


Kind of a mutual admiration party, where we all sit around and feel sorry.   ::)


Okay, so, I guess that's about it.  Just go ahead and let'r rip.  Whatever sob stories you have, unload'm here.  We have all night, so just take your time.  

 

Reminds me of that show that used to be on TV---Hee Haw!! ;D

This is for those who have a lot of self-pity, and don't know what else to do about it.

Bummer! I can't play!  :-X I've been too blessed and God is too good!  :D




Ummmm, Symphony? Anything you need to unload?  ;)

LOL!


Bummer I can`t play either  :-X


How about a thread  using a different novel idea...

something like "THE JOY OF THE LORD IS MY STRENGTH"  :D

Hmmm, Well about some Frogs?? :P(http://home.att.net/~scorh3/Animal3a4.gif)(http://home.att.net/~scorh3/Animal3a2.gif)

I can't play either -

"This is the day the Lord has made, and I shall rejoice and be glad in it."

Every day....

Gracey   ;D

† God is so good! †

yea nateycakes!  symphony get off your sorry butt and do the froggy dance  :P

God is Good.. I fully belive and live by that,, but life on earth aint perfect.. im betting there are alot of things that we all could or maybe feel like venting about at times...lol.. I know i am blessed.  and i have Faith in God absolutley..  Guess im just saying that even being blessed.. and such...there are days when i vent,, or feel sorry for myself,. yes i come out of it after i pray and talk with a friend..God never promised Life on earth would be easy or without trial..so i think symphony's idea may just be a good place for some to let it out,, then feel better... talking out frustrations sometimes does a person a world of good,
Just my 2 cents worth..
Tigerlily

Tigerlily get off your sorry butt and do the froggy dance too  :P



*runs and hides*

lol thinking that since i knows you, that running and hidin be a good idea hehe,,,
i bet im not alone in needing to vent  at times,, actually i know im not alone on that "novel Idea"  ;D

Can I vent about my father? I have just realized that I am always uneasy around him. He has always been like a keg of dynamite just waiting to go off. As a child I always felt like I was walking on egg schells around him. Still love him, but I honestly don't feel like I can connect with him. The one thing I want to connect with is always hit and miss. That would be the gospel. He will ask, but then will tear it all down. This really come to light the last couple of weeks. My mom just had her fourth stroke and we almost lost her last Mon. She went into cardiac arrest. I don't mind sitting with my mom, but my dad is a none stop talker and he is always tearing down. He blames the dr. the nurses, everyone. And that is just his way. Sometimes I feel like I don't ever want to see him again. But alas he is my father. And if you think this is a recent problem, it is not. He is 76 and I am 49. He bad mouths my sister, who has been doing a saintly job of taking care of my mom, and he has almost always bad mouthed my brother. I hate hearing it.
  And why I am at it I have a son in Baghdad who I anxiously want to get home in one piece. There is more, but not today. This is nice to vent. I am not asking for advice or even prayer.
  By the way it is joyous that God is God in all this. I trust and obey. I love the Lord with all might heart and I am not complaining, just venting.......... I am looking forward to His coming, I just hope I have the job done that He has for me to do before it is too late.  Love you all.        And God bless

vent away rafter  ;D  im sorry your having to deal with this kinda thing.
Tigerlily

Rafter -
I have empathy for you.  FYI – I will be your age in about 3 weeks – and if my dad was still alive he would be nearing 75.  I guess you and me could have been in the same graduating class with the same father.
My dad had everything good to say about everyone except politicians, lawyers and himself.  He never put me down, but I used to get ticked listening to him rant.
Now I just miss him.  And I miss my mom.
You have every right to be ticked – I would be (was) too.  I tried everything – changing the subject, ignoring him – to no avail.  It seems fathers know sons better than sons know themselves.  How do they do that???
(PS – I don’t watch a lot of TV but your post sounds a little like the show “Everybody Loves Raymond”.)  If I had a family like Raymond – I may have gone postal!!!
May the Lord look after you and calm your heart –
Yours in Him,
Jim

your not alone, there are more like you?




I be in heap big trouble now   :-X


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ah fathers...I thought they were supposed to get on our last nerve and jump up and down and stretch it like a rubber band... :-X

k ignore my insanity  :-[

I know no one needs my 5 cents worth, yea i think my thoughts are worth more than two cents  ;D
But I think there are two ways to deal with , sit and stew, or find a way to beat it ...(not suggesting beat dad over the head mind you lol) sorta discovered this little humor tactic by a funny little moment between my hubby and my father...

I have a dad who loves to vent (oh boy does he ever!)...and yes sometimes elderly people, being no different in nature than us need to feel validated too,  but sometimes when you just cant COPE with the ranting, humor does work.

One day my dad is here going over his usual lengthly tirade on ah...should I tell ...ah...on the french...(s`cuse him please)...my hubby is french too which makes it rather humorous...when hubby just speaks up rather loudly but with a grin...YEA JUST KILL EM ALL!...my dads jaw dropped, and he went speechless...well for a minute anyways lol...but it seemed to clear the air so to speak...anyways what i`m trying to say is finding the humor in the middle of stress, can sure defuse sparked nerves.

LOL! If I had a mother like Raymonds, I could probably make going postal look like a mini trip  ;D

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aw that pic is so precious!

Hmmm, well, no this isn't exactly what I had in mind, actually.  I wanted some real down-home whining going on here.  No one seems to be obliging me.

Thank you for yours, rafter.  I wouldn't call that whining.  Just a real reason to want to vent.  After all, that's what your dad is doing, tho he's not choosing a very good way to do it, I guess.  These are difficult situations.

No, I was thinking of more of just a pity-party, where we all nod in silent approval of each other, and say, "There, there child, God loves us just the way we are."

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So I guess I'll just go do the froggy dance.

Don't leave! I'll play!  8)

In Psalm 131, David says he does not involve himself in great matters, or concern himself with things too difficult for him. But aren't there things too small for us as well? Not that we are too good for little things, but it is often the little stuff that can drag us down.

I just got finished rearranging our dishwasher. What is WRONG with this family? Don't they know, the little plates don't go on the bottom rack, and the giant bowl gets washed by hand 'cause it takes up so much dishwasher space...and who put all these sticky things on a rack? It'll never come clean without scrubbing! And if its NOT clean when they need to put it away...they'll just put it BACK IN the dishwasher (like that's gonna solve the problem?)
Coincidentally, I also just finished sorting our cups and glasses. Whoever put mugs away last night must have been having an out-of-body experience at the time, 'cause they sure got things mixed up! When will these people learn, "Mugs on the top shelf, glasses on the bottom, plastic cups in a compact stack to the left of the instant coffee..." And no one ever seems to stack the green plastics together. Oh, no. Don't they see, if they stack haphazardly, it takes up so much more space...they do the same with the cereal bowls...

I'm not going to describe all that needed fixed in the laundry room...

And what a group of water-wasters in this house! Why does a human need a full gallon of water just to wash their hands?? I asked my sister once. She says, "But the soap ain't off my hands yet."

Well, po' chil', if it ain' clean by now, you jus' have to lick the rest off.

Once my sis, in a hurry, washed her hands in 5 seconds. She is still recovering from the emotional trauma of being suddenly hugged by a rejoicing sibling.

Fine. I am a control freak. You have to be, when you live with wild animals. There would be utter chaos if I wasn't. What if the towels went in the wrong places in the hall closet? There's such a delicate balance behind that little door! What if the trash didn't get sorted? Its terrible to think what that would do to America's bulging landfills! What if someone put the bread loaf in a different spot, or forgot to get milk? What if our planet's water resources were used up by a person who wanted their hands too clean? This is life and death here!

Is that what you wanted, Symphony? Is it all right? I can whine about something else, if its not right.  :-\



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...And I forgot the "thing" with the INTERNET!!

Why is it that I clean house all day while someone sits on their bum at the computer, and when I finally try to sneak a minute of Internet time, the bum-sitter is wailing that they "want online" or "need to use the phone"...nevermind that they've been amusing themselves in the tropical paradise of google.com while I've been matching their socks...

And if I'm in my bedroom trying to get online, someone saunters out to the kitchen 'puter and connects to the Internet, without even thinking about Cinderella, and instantly my webpages are cancelled (the ones I've been trying to load for awhile - GONE!)

And if at last I manage to sneak online without interruptions, our Internet service is having a majorly bad hair day and I can't stay connected anyhow.

Mr. Al Gore, if you really are responsible for the Internet, I'd like to have a word with you privately.

 :D

Okay, here's a REAL reason to whine:

We have three cats, and somehow, I've been able to focus all my kitty-hate on just one. The white one. He is too slow to get out of my way, and too stupid to realize that I'm about to stomp on him (I never kick cats. Honest.  ::)). He slinks around with a puzzled look on his furry little face, and likes to growl. When he was younger (and smarter) he had a nasty temper, and would purposefully urinate on the laundry if punished or provoked. (It was on purpose. Believe me, I know.)

I don't hate him for these eccentricities. I hate him for his owner's.
The typical conversation between sis and White Cat:

Sis: "Aww, my cute puddle-wuddlums, iddn't he the adorablest kitty-witty-pitty-tat! Come to mama! Oh my sweetheart!"

Cat: grrrrowl

Sis: "Aww, look quick, he's doing something cute!!" (Cat is just standing there...looking stupid...) "He's the cutest-wutest kitten in the whole house! In the whole world!"

Cat: grrrrrrowl

I thought people only talked to animals like that in cheap movies and children's comic books. But this is real life, and real annoying. Just the other day she invented a new word:

Snooklywooklywummypoos  

*gasps for breath, gulps some water*

This poor beast already needs some kind of counseling. Does she have to make things emotionally worse for the cat? Does she have to kill whatever self-pride he has left in his declining years? Is this the reason for his continual look of reproach and uncertainty?

I saw White Cat just now. I said, "Hey, Cat." No poodly-woodlies. No wummy-pummies. Just Hey. For a moment, he and I connected. He looked startled that anyone could speak to him with such casual respect. Startled and relieved. I think he smiled. But then, he might have just heard the can opener...

Okay, here's a REAL reason to whine:



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Oh my gosh Willowbirch!  I needed a good laugh! YAY!
 
I will probably reread those tomorrow...I can so relate, especially about the Cinderella complex.  I just try to remember what Jesus said about being a servant to others. And I just figure God sure as heck thought alot of me to make me such a servant.  Then I think of all the wonderful things just waiting in heaven for me because I'm a slave to 5 men. (ROFL). (4 little boys and one husband)

God Bless....
LMarsh

ROFL Willow!

"Aww, look quick, he's doing something cute!!" (Cat is just standing there...looking stupid...)

ROFL!

If we are going to talk furry footed beasts I can play!

My daughter has a MALE cat named "Cuteness"

*grrrrowls*

Dont even get me started!  :-X

No! Please! Spare me! (http://www.angelfire.com/falcon/joysong/jawdrop.gif)

LOL!

I kid you not!  :-[

Are Symph and I the only ones who ever complain about petty things outside our prayer closets?   :-X

Are Symph and I the only ones who ever complain about petty things outside our prayer closets?

LOL! Ever notice Symphony never actually DID whine?  ;) But your whines are too amusing!  :D Can you actually stay upset when you know you're making folks happy?  :-X

Whine On/  Another EMPTY toilet paper roll seen After the fact / Whine Off.
 
 ;)

Nope!  ;D

;) You ought to get those floral-scented rolls...when the paper's all gone, at least you've still got a room freshener...

LMarsh--five men--four boys and a hubby.

*whew*

well, at least it's not five men--four hubbies and a boy.


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BTW, whatever happened to NaughtyCakes??


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It seems you typed this waaaaay past your bedtime.  ;D

I'm not sure, Willow.  'Don't 'member.


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Boy, isn't dat duh twooth.  ;)