Wednesday, November 23, 2011

The Truth Is......only the facts

The truth is, I would rather write funny post then serious ones.
The truth is, my good day is equivalent to I am not feeling well days from the past.
The truth is, I don't think I will ever feel good ever again.
The truth is, I fear my bad day now might be my good in the the future.
The truth is, I would rather be working then being home all day.
The truth is, I took living and good health for granted.
The truth is, I don't like all the paper work I  have stacked up for me to fill out.
The truth is, I am waiting for Sally to do the paper work for me.
The truth is, I like to drive alone in the car and blast the music,this way I don't have to think to much.
The truth is, I have ugly feet and stabbed Sally with my toe nail. That was quite funny at the time.
The truth is, I love the music of the 70's. You have a problem with that?
The truth is, I still like to listen to Hard Rock music.
The truth is, Sally plays Angry Birds even though she claims it's a dumb game.
The truth is, Sally is still playing Angry Birds three hours later after complaining how stupid the game is.
The truth is, I love using Purex Crystals when I am doing laundry. I like doing laundry,Problem?
The truth is, I have been doing more laundry then my wife does, in my sleep.
The truth is, I like to make weird noises when people aren't looking.Sometimes even when they are.
The truth is, I want a home  make over while I am in Disney (I can still dream)
The truth is, I have to be facing the door when I eat at a restaurant. I want to be the first to see the shooter.
The truth is, I wish I wrote more post. Don't have time like I wished I had.
The truth is, it's hard to write when I don't feel good.
The truth is, I still hold my wife's hand.Need I say more.
The truth is, I like to mix mashed potatoes and corn together. Like pea and carrots.
The truth is, I like Scrambled Eggs mixed with Ketchup. nothing like it
The truth is, I like Parmesan Cheese mixed with popcorn isn't bad either.
The truth is, I like to make Christmas cookies. all kinds
The truth is, I cried watching Toy Story Three. PLEASE, keep this to yourself.
The truth is, I wear boxer briefs. sometimes nothing at all.
The truth is, I ate most of Zach's Easter candy one year and Christmas and Halloween ect.
The truth is, when I admit wrong doing, it's because I don't want Sally to know she isn't perfect. It might devastate her.
The truth is, I like the luncheon meat Spam and Treet,
The truth is, When Sally burps it is one of the most terrifying sounds I will ever hear.
The truth is, I enjoy conversations with myself rather than with others.
The truth is, Sally has conversations with herself because I don't normally hear her..
The truth is, I am more fascinated with Zach's turtles and they are fascinated with me as well.
The truth is, I like to make Sally mad.  She looks funny when she is mad. Don't do it that much though.
The truth is, I really like to antagonize my kids and anybody else s kids too.
The truth is, I will stare at my kids as they talk to me and not hear a thing half the time.
The truth is, The Cubs will always be better than the Sox. No matter how bad the Cubs are.
The truth is, I like to shop at Bath and Body Works. I like to smell good.
The truth is, I love to read books and devastated when Borders closed.
The truth is, I don't like the way Caillou talks.
The truth is, When I proposed to Sally and she said "yes" I was surprised.
The truth is, Sally and I on dates would sit outside of bars and laugh at the people going in.
The truth is , Sally beat me at darts once and I mean only ONCE!
The truth is, I was on a dart league for a bar named Piggy's
The truth is, I think The Dick Van Dyke show was the best sitcom ever.
The truth is, I wonder why contestants on Dancing with the Stars are called stars.
The truth is, I fear being forgotten by friends and family
The truth is, It took me over a month to do this somewhat easy blog.

2 comments:

  1. The truth is, I am inspired by your life...
    and I know you will never be forgotten.

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