Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: relationships

  • 20110809-More Spooks

    “Ask yourself, what will you get from flicking that guy off? He didn’t do anything to you. You need to look for a man and get married. What you are doing is frustrating. I wonder what happened when you meet guys. You must be mean to them.” ~Maw.

    [Yup. Guess who gave me that trait, crone!]

    We were trying to make a left turn into MY road when a black, BMV convertible made a U-turn. The spook had shades, greasy hair, and a beard. Of course, I flicked him off. No one makes a U-turn on MY watch!

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    Addendum: Last edited on 20110710 at 03:27:08 AM UTC — Appearance of spook around 13:00pm.

  • Lower extremities swelling…

    Maw’s lower extremities has been swelling and so has mine. Two nights ago I tried massaging her swollen ankles and feet to squeeze the fluid back up the legs. That didn’t help. It could have been the hot weather helped to open up the blood vessels. Or it could have been the “pork and beans” from the aluminun can four to three days ago. She might have forgotten to take “Beeno” to aid in digestion.

    Swelling could may well be possible her kidneys, diabetes and medications. Muscle cramps were felt by both of us three to two days ago. I looked up the symptom, diagnosis and treatment on an Anroid app and found that low levels of calcium and/or potassium. So we opted to reduce our caloric intake, drink lots of water and detoxify with less than one teaspoon of “Edible Earth” (from Magnetic Clay, Inc. in San Ramon, CA) after lunch and dinner.

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  • 20110708-Bored Again

    Well, besides being grilled about my monkey with TPTB and pals, being lectured about listening well, only speaking when asked to comment and avoiding controversial issues, and being scolded for failing to trust family members, hiding personal problems and staying at home doing nothing, I’m bored again. Blogging, too, has lost meaning to inspire strangers.

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  • 20110708-Weathery Ways

    Last evening was warm. This morning was cool. Now the mid-day has turned into hot! Laundry was washed and hung to dry outdoors. After Maw gave Paw a haircut, I adjusted Maw’s haircut (that I gave to her last week) at the nape of her neck with a number four tip for the razor.

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  • Hangar One…

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    Here is a photo showing the new light gray skin of Hangar One.

    Went shopping at the DeCA in Moffett Field, CA, after dropping two HEAVY plastic bags of plums and Romaine lettuce (from our garden) with Caroline for Maw’s endocrinologist.

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  • Good times…

    During my childhood, I watched televised sitcoms, such as “Good Times” and the “The Fat Albert Show.” These shows are humorous yet teach morality on how to get along with each other as families.

    During the one year anniversary death of Lola on Wednesday, the bitter one expressed how she wanted to sell HER house in the Philippines on the advice her R.N. daughter. The second wife noticed my uncle Ver only wanted to enjoy traveling back home.

    It appears the alcoholic doesn’t seem all that interested with his second wife, who is getting fat in the tummy like her step- daughter. His motive in life is like John Edwards – to leave the sick wife and find a new sucker in his life.

    Just like the uncle, the boy only wants to spend his life in the good times and at the expense of his wife and family. He will spend money that he cannot afford and that doesn’t belong to him, like money that went into the house instead of back to the parental units.

    Instead of the good old days and quality times with OLD family members, these guys don’t care about others except for themselves and to get away with their lies with so-called friends on Facebook.

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  • Speechless joy…

    Gee, I guess the thoughts of “help” mean a lot even to strangers. Again, old habits are hard to break, by bloodline of receiving rewards for alturistic behaviors and out of trusting complete strangers.

    Stranger yet are the hurtful sentiments of parent(s), whose children are deemed ungrateful and uncaring on the premise of not gifting something to remember by holding in the hands of emptiness and nothing but air.

    Perhaps, gifting with cards, candies, flowers, food, clothing and accessories can never replace a nice gift of monetary value. Gestures of love is now defined by how much a person is worth and how much money ous given away for whatever motive.

    There was no guilty feeling for this morning’s tear jerking story to compare someone’s reality with hers.

    “From now on, we won’t be giving anyone money. It is the wrong motive in life. We have been wrong in our ways to put up our fixed income on people who are earning a living.” ~Maw.

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  • No food tasting?

    A thought occurred this morning: we didn’t get to taste the food from the girl’s party at the home of her husband. I didn’t mind going to the party LAST MINUTE by the boy yesterday evening and UNINVITED by the girl to a consisted party of birthdays.

    One, she may have had something too share with us. Two, the boy may have refused the food on our behalf so as to avoid us getting their cooties. Three, he may have wanted the girl to personally drive the left- over food to us as a gesture of what a GOOD daughter-on-law is supposed to do to the three of us.

    The sentiment of inter-racial marriage can be seen as a failure and unfavorable from this couple. One day the undeserving dummy will receive nothing for ignoring us, except a piece of our minds and a husband with emotional problems, such as attending yesterday’s evening mass unshaven and in sloven clothing of holes in his jeans and unironed pajama-like top.

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  • Mama’s boy…

    Well, Maw just got off the phone with Bella, who was laughing hysterically all the time. If it were not for her overtime, the house would not be paid off. And Uncle Dead won’t be enjoying the daily “

    golf”.

    Like the paternal uncles, cousin Joh is a mama’s boy, which is good on a respectful way but creepy because there is no one as perfect as his mother. I recall him saying along the line of:

    “I wish I could find and marry a woman just like my Mom.”

    He went on to ask his auntie Bella is he could help him find someone. She reused to refer him.

    So after his marriage with his first wife, his affair with Ian’s friend fell apart. The girl noticed something is wrong with cousin Joh, who may be insane like his religious Mom (a reptilian) or a closet gay in my bloodline, of course.

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  • Siblings…

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    Happy Father’s Day!
    Auntie and Dad eating “halo-halo” at Goldilocks in north San Jose, CA.

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  • How do you decide who to be friends with?

    This may sound shallow but I canot be friends with fugly people! That’s right! If friends are at least average, but have a great, even “street smart” personality, they could be my friends. However, if friends are merely narcisstic but beautiful, forget it. Those sort of people cannot be my friends. But if they are sincerely happy to be overbearing but still CAN laugh about many things in life, meaning having a light-hearted outlook in life, then they could be my friends.

    So you see folks, it’s narrow-minded to try and explain how I decide who to be friends with if the person I happenstance to meet fear me at first glance. Perhaps, one could go further and define “friends” as either being just a good one for various activities versus a close one, which lasts a life-time, no matter how far the distance. Take for example, “my family”. I loosely label them as “my family” not to be weird since I’m not “married” into that family or related by bloodline but as a closer connection beyond friendship, say spiritually, somewhat like a platonic relationship. Get it? If not, too bad!

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    Reference: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2011/05/24/how-do-you-decide-who-to-be-friends-with/

  • Non-traditional relationship…

    You’ll see more cover ups of homosexuality, rapes, pedophilia, abuse of power at all levels, mutiple children born out of wedlock and through different parents. And all because people do NOT care, even if for a few bucks and without love. Truly shameless.