I’m NOT Mr. Nice Guy

Proving it, bit by bit……

I’m listening to Barbara singing "Amazing Grace", wishing some of her gentle nature could rub off on me.  Thus far, it is only wishful thinking.  I am NOT Mr. Nice Guy, unfortunately.  That would be Jack, if any of us.  Barbara has her own amazing grace, if you will.  Would that we could be more like her!

And boy, can that girl SANG!!!!!

It’s enough to bring tears to my tear-dried eyes.  That’s quite a feat, and I have to admit that, too.  Damn me! LOL

This morning, Lola started on another tear about Loretta.  Louis pointed out that Loretta had written an entry about Lola (with no names mentioned, but those of us IN the situation knew the names)….that was obviously a mistake.  We should’ve let her find it out on her own.  Louis has suffered a lot because of his revelation.  To hell with that.  If I hear Loretta’s name out of Lola’s mouth one more time, I will go apeshit and break something….you know, make Lola THINK I’ll hit her, even though I won’t.

So tired of the melodrama.  Yet, how much of it do I bring on myself?  Drama Queen, party of one!

So today will be peaceful, if I have my way about it.  If not, then Lola best arm her battle station.  I will not take this shit lying down.

PdC