.
Someone asked. I will admit, that last isn't all of them, or all there
is to them?
I have seen the light shine from, through, some of them. Watch a mother,
even one who merely plucked her brood from the trash. Watch mother goose
with her flocklings. Yes, and her man. And God. I have seen
the light. Been delighted by it.
Further, as I have also suggested.
I'll finish my coffee, which I finally brewed. Oh, best add the
collagen. A bit more looking. Then on back to bed.
Goodnight.
The younger anyone I deal with is, the more they don't get me. Conversely, the more I deal with them, the less I care what they "feel" about me ('cause they sure have problems thinking critically.) So I prefer to not be seen.
ReplyDelete"Get off my lawn!" ~ Battle-cry of the old, tired, and fed-up.
Tuna and green beans, craving more, and sweets (which for me is fruit and or yogurt) Will give it an hour or two and see what I crave then. It'll be close to bedtime so I can skip that craving.
The young? I have had... issues with them. Not so much anymore. It's more with women. Since I lost 90 (more like 80 as I hold until I can get back to carnivore fully), women have been flirting like mad. But, mostly, women I won't truck. At some point, women aren't... of interest. Though too young, sometimes, too. Ugh.
ReplyDeleteAll of my friends, for my part, are in their twenties now. But are of the harder working type. Not... typical. Heck, one of them works... four or five jobs through the year, and still helps me out from time to time. Plus, he's already married. There are young ones who are... impressive. Oh, and some of those jobs are full-time plus, and hard work.
I sort of stopped worrying about "kids" when I stopped trying to compete with, or parent, them. And started knowing the better ones. Not easy to find, I got lucky? Not saying that is your issue, just that it was mine. Now I learn what I can, and teach if asked. I have a massive vocabulary, and can usually spell "normal" words. And do some maths and logic.
And... yes, I pick on them, and back. I never catch their sass. The one I know best is as flat a rock when telling joke, or joshing. Never see it coming. Ha. Then again, I'm not sure they always get it when I step on toes lightly. :p
But women? Women are... female, and things. Ugh.
Was over 400, down to 275 (+/-). Can't wear my wedding ring, slides off finger, lost it for 2 days in my bed. Don't flirt but am polite and conversational, I see them looking at my empty finger, gauging my worth, 6'2" job, paying with cash... They haven't stepped up to the line, I frighten them and/or they are unworthy of attention. Would have to be an absolute stunner, for me to forget my vows (as much as she has neglected hers)... I am loyal to a fault.
ReplyDeleteI was up to, over, 400 at once too. My then woman cooked. Tried to keep me fat and happy. Too bad she couldn't have kids? No... she would have killed me by now. Or had me so dosed on medicine I didn't know the difference.
ReplyDeleteThough, I'll tell you, you get down to 220s or 230s? You'll be amazed at the difference. If I am at 6'5 1/2" (ish). Still, yeah. They have been biting, hard. I don't know your situ. But maybe even your wife might come around. They can be just as harsh as men, about fat, and etc.
I look twenty years younger, and that is just so far. But my face is changing, in strange ways. I'm telling you, get some more weight off and you'll need a bat to keep some of them away. Funny thing is, they think they can own you with a look. I just chuckle, or grimace. The ones that look good enough, and might be a delight, are the ones who spook me though. I just... don't want American. I've gotten lucky, not tied to one. Won't make the same mistake once. :p