You Can Only Rise As High As The Waters That Surround You

Cleaning Should Only Be Done Yearly

......because............

It's the same amount of work, no matter how dirty your house is.

And as long as you don't have live, crawling roaches in your house, it's all good.

Dead roach carcasses are perfectly acceptable, as the pest control guy makes sure they eat the poison before they cross the threshold into the home, and then they die at the doors and window crevices.

No, we don't have a THOUSAND dead roach carcasses, so NO we are not worthy of a call to the health department, and NO I don't see one every day, and NO this doesn't mean we're filthy, cuz every house in Florida has roaches, even the mansion dwellers.

I'm sticking by my observation.

Slovenly I will remain.

Not filthy, just slovenly.

My kid's room though?  Yeah, HE lives in filth.  After some sage advice from a wise friend, I'm just keeping his door closed.  He needs laundry done?  Bring it to me.  I'm not going in there, I'm not tucking you in, I'm not reading you a bedtime story until you can assure me that my health is not endangered by entering, and that no, I will not fall and break my neck on a lego, nor impale my feet on a broken drumstick.  Til then, it's a face off.

Slovenly.  It actually sounds kinda pretty.

Know Your Role

What We Fallons Are Known For.....(allegedly)

Quoted from BBD, aka Big Bad Dad, as he was instructing his children:

"If you do nothing else in your life, always be punctual, and never, ever tell a lie.  That's the Fallon mantra.  We are always on time, and we do not lie."

Jake - DAD?  Whats punck choo ell mean?

BBD -  It means, don't be late!  Be early! Or at the very least - be on time.   Always!

Jake - So does this punck choo ell thing mean that Mom and Sissy will be ready to go when us dudes are ready?

Note to self:  Start making booby traps to ensure that Jake will never, ever, ever be punctual.

Hmmmmmmmmmm

Fallons Are Held To A Higher Standard

It Is What It Is

3-0, 3-1, 3-2

We're back to baseball again.  Although, it can be applied to similar lifesongs.

You're at bat.

The count is 3-0.

Do not swing.

If you do, your coach will kill you.

The count is 3-1.

Do not swing.

If you do, your coach will maim, or potentially, castrate you.

The count is 3-2.

Unless the ball is thrown to Montana and you are playing baseball in Dubuque, you better swing, you MUST swing, you WILL swing.

So.

Never swing at 3-0.
Never swing at 3-1.
ALWAYS swing at 3-2, if the ball is pitched within 'this' galaxy.

Shake it off.........

suck it up, and rub some dirt on it.

There is NO Crying..............

• ...ever.
• ...in teeball, baseball, or football for that matter, even if you are Joe Theismann and the great LT snaps your leg in half like a toothpick on live TV in front of gazillions of adoring fans (of LT, of course).
• ...in construction, unless you bawl your blathering eyes out in the confines of the darkly shaded windows of your SUV parked in a dark corner of a 6 tier covered structure, while on your lunch hour, and you reapply your makeup, with eighteen coats of mascara, so that they will never, ever, ever let 'em know they 'had' you.  Even if just for a minute.  Feeling the lump in your throat?  Do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars, race to your car and THEN you can cry.  Unless you're a man who works in construction and feels weepy, then I strongly suggest you seek another career path, um, perhaps as the Fifth Wiggle or something as equally socially tear-acceptable.

Life without chocolate would SUCK.

You cannot deal rationally with irrational people - TLV, ca. 1989

You can only rise as high as the waters that surround you

Go to Bed Mad

....Always go to bed mad. 

Especially if it's an argument with your spouse, with whom you share a marital bed.  

Unless the 'madness' is a result of a disclosure or discovery of infidelity or, God forbid, MURDER, then quite simply, go to bed.  

Mad.  

Even if you feel more comfortable (or less MAD) if one of you sleeps on the couch or in the guest bedroom, things are always better in the morning.  

It took me decades to learn this, and the right man (that would be my HUSBAND) to trust it, but in fact, once we stopped trying (and most often failing, in addition to losing valuable hours of sleep before the alarm clock went off at 430 every morning) to work things out til 3 am, although conventional wisdom (and biblical, thank you my Forever Friend for sharing Ephesians 4:25-27 - "Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry.  And do not give the devil a foothold.") dictates otherwise, going to bed 'mad' has most definitely worked out for us.  

Well, for me at least.  

You'd have to ask Mr. Aphorism himself, but I'm pretty sure he's keen on the "go to bad mad" theory.  He's never flipped on the bedroom lights when I was fast asleep to start or continue an argument.  


So, to summarize:


Go to bed mad, because things will ALWAYS be better in the morning.


At least for me (us) they are.

MOST always anyway.


~H~