Common Sence

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has
been with us for many years.

No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago
lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as
knowing
when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, life isn't
always fair, and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more
than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well intentioned but
overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a
classmate;

teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch;

and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his
condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the
job they failed to do in disciplining their unruly children

It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent
to administer Panadol, sun lotion or a sticky plaster to a student; but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted
to have an abortion

.Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became
contraband;

churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than
their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar
in your own home and the burglar can sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to
realise that a steaming cup of coffee was hot.

She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge
settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his
wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by three stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else is to
Blame, and I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realised he was gone.

Tim and Me

Last weekend Tim and I went over to my parents place for lunch and while there we had a talk with mum and dad about how when Tim drinks he gets nasty and mean and I think at last he realises that it is not the drinking I object to as much as the way the grog affects him. At first he was upset that I brought it up in front of mum and dad but on the way home he said it was a good idea and it made him see things a bit different.

Mum suggested that I record Tim when is being nasty and mean and I was surprised when he agreed and said he thought maybe I should as he doesn't think he is that bad.

I hope things will be different fingers crossed....................................

Picky People

I find it very annoying when I cook a meal and then no one wants it, Tim has a habit of complaining that I don't cook him meals any more. Well since he works nights he isn't home for the evening meal and if I suggest cooking something for lunch he will say no I will just have a sandwich. The others can be just as bad too, last night I cooked a big casserole for tea but it was ready before Tim went to work and I asked him if he would like some and of course he said no, then I asked if he would like me to leave some out for him to have when he got home and again he said no. He then said "I don't eat that stuff" what a load of rot I know he does.

Kathy had some before she went to work and Tasha had some also along with Blain and then I got a surprise as Jessica decided to have some also even though she only ate a small amount of it. I was happy she at least tried it. Yes I did have some myself also had some for lunch today but my lot will not eat left overs I don't get why I think some things taste better the next day. I think they are just a bit to picky.