Did you get to play Hookey (skip school for fun) when little? I did! Yay! I did get to skip school several times, I was not good at school & now understand why.. no kidding. I don't recall having any homework help.. ever, this can't be true. Can it? I remember my aunt Marine taught me how to tie my shoes & draw. Yes, I was allowed to stay home from school - but not for some cool games or adventure.
I specifically recall on one occasion when my aunt seemed a bit shocked, this was after a night of drinking to the point of vomiting, that was normal - you didn't 'drink' or "party"
until you puked. Often evenings started with cheering: "Party till you Puke!"
I think it was big in the 70's as a common saying. Maybe not. Throwing up was a regular weekend event - for as long as I remember.
Back to playing hookey.. I was allowed to stay home from school on several occasions - no, let me correct that - I was made to stay home on several occasions to clean spew buckets & make campbells Cream of Mushroom soup & get Ginger-ale for my mom and aunt all day as they recouped from their hangovers. I was told to be quiet & called only when someone threw up... Yay! My aunt at the time seemed shocked I was so good at this task, I had practice. I've wondered over the years if she ever kept her kids home to nurse her hangovers... maybe not. The circle usually continues.
Fuck that. I intentionally pulled Storm out of school (at least 3 times a year) to have FUN! Sometimes we'd invite his best bud & take them to the falls for the weekend.. hookey is about fun - or should be.
I guess I painted the bowl of soup over sharing the spew (spew was the word for Vomit in case you are confused) bucket image.. I have no pleasant memories - I struggle to think of them. I give up now.
Parents who consume alcohol in large amounts... what memories will you create for your children to ponder later in life? I don't waste too much time- they come and go. Addressing them recently has helped, if only me... This shit did happen. No wonder you feel like I do from time to time. It was not fair, it is life - for many.
Any 'teens'- who might be reading this:
Focus on your dreams & gifts, get out and BE who you are meant to be... you don't have to repeat the lessons we learn.
I wished I had good memories, it's too bad the terrible ones stick to us most. Instead I NOW CREATE (as well as art) good memories - EVERY FUCKING day! If I knew bald felt so good- I'd have shaved YEARS ago, lol. Norm & I are having so much fun, lots of laughter... the fireplace is in, has been inspected! Passed with FLYING colours - of course.
Children are gifts from God- to be loved & educated and encouraged - much more important than alcohol & partying until you PUKE- Get that shit out of the way before you have children & then... Mature the fuck up. WE chose to bring these babies into this planet - not them. If you have an alcohol abuse problem, SEEK HELP.
Next (& Winnie the Pooh).
We are also looking forward to this.......
I specifically recall on one occasion when my aunt seemed a bit shocked, this was after a night of drinking to the point of vomiting, that was normal - you didn't 'drink' or "party"
until you puked. Often evenings started with cheering: "Party till you Puke!"
I think it was big in the 70's as a common saying. Maybe not. Throwing up was a regular weekend event - for as long as I remember.
Back to playing hookey.. I was allowed to stay home from school on several occasions - no, let me correct that - I was made to stay home on several occasions to clean spew buckets & make campbells Cream of Mushroom soup & get Ginger-ale for my mom and aunt all day as they recouped from their hangovers. I was told to be quiet & called only when someone threw up... Yay! My aunt at the time seemed shocked I was so good at this task, I had practice. I've wondered over the years if she ever kept her kids home to nurse her hangovers... maybe not. The circle usually continues.
Fuck that. I intentionally pulled Storm out of school (at least 3 times a year) to have FUN! Sometimes we'd invite his best bud & take them to the falls for the weekend.. hookey is about fun - or should be.
I guess I painted the bowl of soup over sharing the spew (spew was the word for Vomit in case you are confused) bucket image.. I have no pleasant memories - I struggle to think of them. I give up now.
Parents who consume alcohol in large amounts... what memories will you create for your children to ponder later in life? I don't waste too much time- they come and go. Addressing them recently has helped, if only me... This shit did happen. No wonder you feel like I do from time to time. It was not fair, it is life - for many.
Any 'teens'- who might be reading this:
Focus on your dreams & gifts, get out and BE who you are meant to be... you don't have to repeat the lessons we learn.
I wished I had good memories, it's too bad the terrible ones stick to us most. Instead I NOW CREATE (as well as art) good memories - EVERY FUCKING day! If I knew bald felt so good- I'd have shaved YEARS ago, lol. Norm & I are having so much fun, lots of laughter... the fireplace is in, has been inspected! Passed with FLYING colours - of course.
Children are gifts from God- to be loved & educated and encouraged - much more important than alcohol & partying until you PUKE- Get that shit out of the way before you have children & then... Mature the fuck up. WE chose to bring these babies into this planet - not them. If you have an alcohol abuse problem, SEEK HELP.
Next (& Winnie the Pooh).
We are also looking forward to this.......
