Remember your ex-daughter-in-law? Well, I'm nothing like her; I'm not going anywhere. So play nice. Because trust me Sir, I'm going to out live you. Which means, I can tell everyone who thinks that you're upstanding (a short list I assure you) what a bitter, rotten, bastard you really are. It also means I will likely get to speak at your funeral.
Love Always (because I'm going to be required to),
Your Adoring Almost Daughter-In-Law
PS
Just wait till I get to sign the checks ;o)
XOXO
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I remember as a kid being told, "If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all." I was never very good a keeping this motto.
It has taken many moons for me to learn that speaking my mind is not always the intelligent thing to do. Sometimes it's better to let other people bury themselves, than to call them out on their idiocy. While biting my tongue, quite literally at times, may be a bit painful; it's never quite as bad as eating my own words or worse having to apologise because, wrong or right, my opinions are neither wanted or appreciated.
Having said that...
I think it's best I bite my tongue.
and smile politely.
~cheers
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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