FAN ME TEDDY T's blog: "jokes"

Instructions...... Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird or random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose at least 5 people to be tagged, listing their names Don't forget to leave a comment that says, "You're it!" on their profile and ask them to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. 1. I lost my kidneys and had a transplant and would do it again if i was taken back to 2004 2. I hate shoes and would rather wear my slippers every where 3. I hate to have a ford pass me 4. I love photography and consider myself an amateur, but still tring to learn 5. I clean house about everyday, but i hate doing it 6. I love doing my dishes 7. i love helping my x-wife (in court when im on the other side of her lol) 8. i like asking people who are walking (only if i know them) and ask thim if there are tired of walking, then tell them to run awhile 9. I hate cats even though i have one now, and had many in the past 10. i love the cartoon "atom ant" he is my hero Can I just tag everyone?? If you read this I'm tagging you...

A boy asked his dad, 'Dad, what is the difference between 'potentially' and 'realistically'? The man thought for a moment, then replied, "Go ask your mom,sister,and brother if they would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Come back and tell me what you've learned." So the boy went to his mom and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" She replied, 'Of course i would! We could really use that money to send you kids to college!' Then the boy went to his sister and asked her the same question. She replied, 'Oh my gosh, i LOVE Brad Pitt, i would sleep with him in a heartbeat!' Then the boy went to his brother and asked him the same question. 'Of course.' he replied. 'Do you know what a million bucks could buy?' The boy thought for a few days and then went back to his dad. 'Did you find out the difference, son?' The boy replied, 'Yes. Potentially, you and i are sitting on 3 million dollars. But realistically, we're living with 2 hookers and a queer

Old Age, I decided, is a gift I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggyeyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken ab ack by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks like my mother/father!), but I don't agonize over those things for long.. I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more kind to myself, and lesscritical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon ? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 & 70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love .. I will. I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years my heart has been broken... How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are w hat give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong. So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become . I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be... And I shall eat dessert every single day. ( If I feel like it). MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIG HT FROM THE HEART! MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER! FRIENDS FOREVER!