The goal of anger management is to reduce both your emotional feelings and the physiological arousal that anger causes. You can't get rid of, or avoid, the things or the people that enrage you, nor can you change them, but you can learn to control your reactions. Unfortunately, I must have been absent the day those genes were given out. I speak my mind. Most of the time it doesn't have the desired effect. So what's a girl to do? Call a few friends, have a few beers, and forgetabouit!!!!!
Monday, March 10, 2008
We're Movin on Up
OK Girls.
Here we go.
Are you ready?
You better be.
Hold onto your hats girls,
Because this Thursday,
WE ARE CROSSING THE BRIDGE!
Yes sir-ee.
You heard it here first.
The Anger Management Girls are takin it to the other side of the bridge.
How does that song go?
"Ain't No Stopping Us Now"
Since Sharon had such a bad time of it last Thursday, we thought we would give her a break and head out towards her direction for once.
Actually, it will be closer for a few of us.
So this is your turn girls.
Bob's Garage on Freeport Road.
(It's right by Fox Chapel Yacht Club, about half mile past Waterworks Mall)
WARNING: This is by far the tackiest place I've ever been in in my life.
Fun though.
Not to be a bummer, but I'll be crossing another kind of bridge this week also. My husband will be dead 5 years.
This time of year is always bittersweet for me. I love St. Patrick's Day. It was always a whole family affair. We would drag the kids to the parade and after-parties. We would all go. Aunts, Uncles, cousins.
Then my parents would take the kids home and watch them until the next day.
My husband and I would continue on. It was a day when we both went out to meet up with old friends and usually made a few new ones as well.
For him to pass away on a day that was associated with such joy in our life is something I'll never understand.
But I have a few theory's.
1. He figured he was going to miss St. Paddy's day, so he might as well screw up everyone else's.
2. He just wanted to make sure everyone remembered him and the day he passed away. And he wanted all his friends to have a drink or two in his memory.
That, I think I can do.
I think I'll have one or two or three for the self-appointed "Prince of Ireland".
Well, he was my prince anyway.
On a wierd note, Dan was buried on the day we invaded Iraq.Talkin' about a bad day all around. It was like I was in a movie, when I woke up a few weeks later, not only my world changed, but the whole world had changed. Listening to reports all over the news talking about Iraq five years later, isn't helping matters for me any.
On the lighter side, how about this? The Vatican this weekend issued a list of new sins
Ok folks, I just have one problem with this.
What happens to the people who, say, dumped environmental waste last Friday?
Was it still a Mortal sin?
And this was announced by the Number Two guy in charge of sins.
(I guess we all know who the Number One Guy is!)
I don't know, I just don't like the rules being changed mid-game, you know?
Same thing with the whole Limbo thing.
My luck, I would be in Limbo for 1000 years and then someone would get there say, the day before they decide there is no Limbo.
How is that fair?
What does St. Peter tell all the babies that were there for thousands of years?
Sorry kids, I know, I know, you've been here for what? 1000, 2000 years. Sorry, we made a mistake, you all were here because of a little misunderstanding. Someone misinterpreted a few passages in the bible that's all.
But, hey, you'll all love Heaven. It was well worth the wait.
See you all on Thursday.
ACROSS THE BRIDGE!
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Eileen
He was a KING.
Love,Mare
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