Pretty much self-explanatory and how I felt after 15 hours of brain surgery to remove a massive brain tumor called a meningioma I survived on February 11, 2000 followed by a second surgery to repair a CSF leak a few months later. I was always quirky to begin with and two craniotomies later, you could say the upstairs nuts, screws and bolts have enhanced my personality. Join in on the fun if you like wacky, warped musings, rants, raves and the like.
Monday, July 13, 2009
The Rules...
I think most would agree that our lives are ruled by too many rules. They're often ignored, broken or tweaked for a particular set of circumstances and groups of people. Rules schmules I say! In fact, I think we'd all get along much better if we adhered to a simpler set of rules. Because in the end it all boils down to a matter of respect. I'm a huge fan of the rules my daughter, Hannah just posted on her bedroom door.
RULES OF MY ROOM
1. No gum.
2. No copying.
3. No stealing stuff.
4. No looking in my secrets.
5. No eating or drinking.
6. Always listen to me when you are in my room.
7. No doing whatever you want.
8. No sitting in my pink fluffy chair.
9. Got it? If you break any of these rules, you owe me a quarter.
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