I like #30 especially. "Don't take yourself so seriously. Nobody else does." As for some of the others, I think I've been doing the exact opposite. Probably shouldn't have done that.
Yes, exactly. I've never understood why people seem to think that forgiving means you have to forget. In order to forgive, you first have to acknowledge, to remember, that someone did something wrong. Generally, something that caused you trauma. We learn from traumatic situations, and when we don't life seems to keep sending the lesson our way. I'd much rather remember, and learn, than forget and have to take the makeup course.I like #26 and have learned to do this, "Forgive but don't forget." Thanks for posting.
Someone sent me this in a FB message, and I shared it there. However, I know a LOT of you don't do the FB thing, and it is worth reading.
I especially like #35. It says that you loved, not that you ARE loved. But I've found that one begets the other.
To be fair, I do remember Mighty Mouse sniffing some kind of white powder to get his powers. Some of those old cartoons were crazy. So many references to suicide in Tom & Jerry and Mickey Mouse cartoons.
I absolutely "loved" Mighty Mouse as a kid. My sister and I would watch that show religiously every Saturday morning. We would stand on the couch and jump off pretending we had a cape just like him, lol. I must have been so naive or super sheltered because I had no idea there were drug references in the cartoon.
I miss Mighty Mouse. I was outraged when I learned that they took it off the air because the censoring people said that when he swooped down, smelled the flowers and was transported with joy, it was a drug reference and would corrupt children. What a load.
I actually don't think they were intended to be drug references, and I don't recall a white powder. I do remember the red flowers. But the censor folks were VERY uptight. That was back in the days when married couples slept in twin beds on television, and if a couple kissed, the woman had to have one foot off of the ground...don't ASK me why.
I absolutely "loved" Mighty Mouse as a kid. My sister and I would watch that show religiously every Saturday morning. We would stand on the couch and jump off pretending we had a cape just like him, lol. I must have been so naive or super sheltered because I had no idea there were drug references in the cartoon.
Haha, I got curious about that and did a little research. She didn't have to have one foot off the ground, but she did have to have at least one foot ON the ground (he couldn't sweep her entirely off her feet) during romantic scenes. This also applied to bed scenes (one person could sit on the side of the bed to talk to someone in the bed, as long as they had a foot on the ground). There is also some speculation that the raised foot was a bit of innuendo.if a couple kissed, the woman had to have one foot off of the ground
I looked it up also and read:That was back in the days when married couples slept in twin beds on television, and if a couple kissed, the woman had to have one foot off of the ground...don't ASK me why.
And now I know. Thanks, guys. AND I bookmarked the sight, because the clickhole beckons!The episode where he snorts the powder was a "new" episode, from 1987, and it is assumed somebody snuck it in there for funsies.
Haha, I got curious about that and did a little research. She didn't have to have one foot off the ground, but she did have to have at least one foot ON the ground (he couldn't sweep her entirely off her feet) during romantic scenes. This also applied to bed scenes (one person could sit on the side of the bed to talk to someone in the bed, as long as they had a foot on the ground). There is also some speculation that the raised foot was a bit of innuendo.
Don't fall down the clickhole! http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/UsefulNotes/TheHaysCode?from=Main.HaysCode
Now this is something we can agree with.
I channelled my daddy the other day. Listening to an oldie by Walter Eagan - Magnet and Steel. Daddy hated repetition with a passion and any time one of my songs, or any song on my favorite radio station would start repeating the same words over and over, my stomach would tighten up because I knew daddy was fixing to say something negative about it. "They repeat the same d*** line 50 times!" he'd say.
So the other day when Walter got to the end of the song and started singing "You are a magnet, I am steel..." over and over again, I hit the off button and yelled "She's a magnet and you're steel, Walter I GOT IT ALREADY!" And I sat there in the silence. It took me a few seconds to realize, and put my hand over my mouth. I'm just like my daddy! Now I GET why all the repetition bothered him so much because it bothers me now.
No, I was that way when I was young, and it wasn't my father. For me, at least, it's the ear worm thing. That kind of "hook" line is intended to keep the song going through your head, and I hate being unable to get a song out of my head.Now this is something we can agree with.
I channelled my daddy the other day. Listening to an oldie by Walter Eagan - Magnet and Steel. Daddy hated repetition with a passion and any time one of my songs, or any song on my favorite radio station would start repeating the same words over and over, my stomach would tighten up because I knew daddy was fixing to say something negative about it. "They repeat the same d*** line 50 times!" he'd say.
So the other day when Walter got to the end of the song and started singing "You are a magnet, I am steel..." over and over again, I hit the off button and yelled "She's a magnet and you're steel, Walter I GOT IT ALREADY!" And I sat there in the silence. It took me a few seconds to realize, and put my hand over my mouth. I'm just like my daddy! Now I GET why all the repetition bothered him so much because it bothers me now.
I think we had the same fathers. LOL My dad hated hated hated Going Down by Springsteen. I hear my dad in your post.
I'm starting to feel the same way. Perhaps it's part of getting old. Sadly enough!