Well today is a...

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Today was one of those days  when it was wonderful to be in Faceland.  Yes it was truly wonderful.  Besides the adults, a term I use just to be poliet, casting the first stone or whatever religious analogy you want to use.  And getting a collect call from karma to knock them down, it was a day of releasing negatives.

Back to the story.  We had a visiting face from the high cancel of faces come to visit us today.  For many years torment and tourture came upon all non butt kissing baby faces that got in the way.  But the tables were turned .  Be it Karma, what goes around comes around, whatever you want to call it, visiting head face was flawed and human.  Desperately trying to stay above the pack of baby faces, laughter and amd merryment was lauched around where there had never been any before.

It truly appeared for every insult and knitt picking comment a clump of hair was missing.  I tried for a moment to see if there was some other reason for this display, very hard to do.  So I gave up.......

Dear Universe;
I do not question your will.  But I will defer to a statement similar to this made by one of my teachers, " Do not worry about Karma.  If you are willing to take the kick in the tail the Universe is going to give you, proceed."

dftd
1. I laughed so hard I peed.

PS Universe if I am going to have to get that kick in the tail, with much respect can you send the last group that got me.

Respectively

ldhfme

dumb/stupid... I do not know

Well I didn't have to think long and hard for something to write.  I started this morning with the best breakfast ever.  It was shameful I had enough food you would have thought that I was working on the farm.  Then I was off to the hairdresser.  Well my hairdresser tore her back up , so off to another location.

When I arrived at the next salon I was greeted so wonderfully I started to smile.  the kind baby face apologized and advised me that she would not be able to service me.  She asked snobby island face to please assist me.  The response from snobby she is busy and another baby face will be in, when I asked when she did not know.  A little floored I wanted to make sure I heard her right, because I was certain the the fluffy waffle goodness was clogging my ears.  So she asked another face in the distance when is my baby face coming back, no one knew.  So I left and off to the next location I went.  This time only three stylists in the place and no baby faces to be found.  The woman that greeted me went to ask the African American baby face to do my hair.  The response why would you assume that I know how to do her hair... I was ping ponged around until the same woman was told to take me.  But she was very busy texting.  I turned to leave.  The kindly ancient greeter said sit she will be with you when she is done.  I decided not in a mood to tolerate any disrespect and it was way to early for a dftd, so I continue to walk out.  Ancient face grabbed me and said where are you going.  Spinning the cane around I am ready to fight... I don't mind beating and antique up.

Off to call corporate face up and advise them I tried to look presentable for my entrance into Faceland, but I could not receive any assistance.  Nobody wanted my money.

dftd

Poor customer service.

Assault

And the shear and utter disbelief that they did not and do not realize the gold mine they had before them.  I am a fat , black, sweaty African American woman that needs her hair done at least once a week since it is so hot.  I would love not to have to wake up at the crack of dawn , pack my meals for the day and rush off to the hairdresser.  The trips to the hair dresser is like black Friday.  But it comes once a week.  African American woman have as many if not more possible services that can be done for them.  And Momma always says she pays for peace, so a premium could be had.  I know I would pay a little more so I do not spend all day getting my hair done.


I need to have a back up hair dresser.  When mine is on the DL list I am stuck looking like a bush boogie.

waiting for Stepford wife face to say something about the hair...pray for her

ldhfme

a day away from Faceland???

It is my day free from Faceland, but I had to be courteous and contact the head faces.  I was trying to do the right thing, my mistake.  Being away for awhile I forgot what I was working with.  I tried head face and nothing, tried slick face, a phi face and finally yes you are a face.  And as usual yes you are a face responds sort of.

Now question for great grand warlock face, how am I suppose to be good to all citizens and visitors to Faceland, when my leaders can not be good to me.  (please note, no persecution complex rudeness ad the constant smelling of ones piss... rampant.  And in case you are wondering what that means jfgi.)  I would have tried to contact micro managing overly energized disrespectful condescending fighting for supremacy face, but really he is so deeply into the struggle to be head face that I would nap before i would finish getting his name out.

As I sit here I remember the many times the head faces never spoke to each other, they can not respect each other why would I think I was any different.  I always held out the hope that head faces were real baby faces too, nut that hope and faith is gone.  As I remember standing guard duty at the gates of town cane in hand it hit me, anything beyond a baby face I will be when I leave the gates of Faceland.

Standing tittering on one foot sweating my fat ass off /  Cane flailing around herding the throng of citizens and visitors to Faceland, like cats.  All the while listening to bob baby face crying because aunt Susie's birthday pictures can not be saved it hits me.... buzz zap.  My computer explodes between supper baby face head face Jr , micro managing overly energized disrespectful condescending fighting for supremacy face and yes I am kinda drunk face sending out their 1000th email( with a few facelanddating.com messages accidentally sent out).  I am a baby face working to find a good for the day, a dumb for the day, and to get paid.  Momma needs a venti black tea with 17 pumps vanilla and some new uggs.


dftd

1.  I forgot who and where I was.
2. doesn't matter who or what you are follow your path and story..... and don't touch me!!!!!!

rebound

I have returned to venting, and describing my time in Faceland.  Besides I have totally come to understand that you have to laugh or you will die.  So I have returned to document the dumb for the day.

Well being gone for so long there is so much to experience and get accustom to.  Well there is a new baby face in my universe.  I try to be understanding, comforting, basically show the kindness that I would pray my mini me keeps all of his life.  But here is some background information.  I am not a people person... I do not like people.  This simple fact makes existing in Faceland extremely difficult.  Well They say I am too old face, (Sorry K I never had a face name for you) said to me recently that she knew I was not a touchy freely person..... Hello she knew and respected that, everyone should.  Oh is it age, wisdom gray on her ass that made her know... made her know me?????

I have to focus.. this new to me face... Let us baptize you... You are Ewock face.  I must apologize Most Orderly face gnome cross with gecko face good but I like ewock. Well Ewock touches me.  Now this might not seem bad or even dumb, but ever since I had the surgeries I do not like people to touch me.  Now I tried to tolerate it because people just might not know I do not want to be touched.  But when this Ewock puts that furry mitt on me my skin begins to crawl.  I have tried the intelligent oh please do not touch me.  I tried the long explanation of my medical issues.  I mean really if someone tells you that they have issues with their legs and back, why would you touch them.... And I walk with a cane.  But no I can still feel the fury mitt on me.  One day the reflexes were quit good and I grabbed that paw and twisted and squeezed with all my might... screaming do not touch me you creature.  Did it stop of course not.

I brought powders, crystals and statues to faceland trying to ground, center and ward the demon away.  But nothing worked the demon was always present, Ewock became my personal psycho face.  Then it hit me so I prayed:

Dear Universe, please give me the strength not to punch this fury crunched up face Ewock.  Give me the strength to tolerate this new and foreign species, please give me a sign teach me tolerance and understanding.  Thank you for your continuous blessings.......

Then I waited. I keep hearing muffled sounds... so when that fury mitt ran across my back I grabbed it and tried to rip it off.  I was going to skin it and through it on the grill and feed it to the head faces during barbecue Faceland palozza.  I look up and I see Satan's little helper face... laughing.  He said I am sorry you were praying, I thought you were talking to me I was going to kill the ewock but you go ahead.......



Lesson:

1. Do not touch me.
2. Be careful when you pray, you do not know who might answer and how.
3. and the Ewock does so many dftd that you will see the name come up again.

To Clarify (vacation)

To clarify since seriously that fast, after the last post I got a text message about what surgery?  What is it for?  Now on the surface this is not a horrible question, is it?  Then when I tried to explain giving me great aunt sue's story before I can finish mine, not helping.  I am aware that people do not know what to say often.  But just straight to the surgery for what, and we aren't cool. J.F.G.I. that is some rude shit, especially if there is not a "how are you," in there somewhere.

Here it is one last time for everyone, including me.  I have two types of breast cancer.  I will be having surgery to remove both breasts( no spell check so I am not going to try to spell the medical term bi lateral mas... nah) and go through a battery of tests to make sure again that the cancer has not gone anywhere else. And my on going dftd, like not finding the spell check is I will  leave my fake boobs at home.


ldhfme

vacation

I have been quite deliquent with my letters.  I apologize.  I have been in a funk.  I had to return to Facenation for two days before I started my vacation.  Ok lets get the dumb for the day over and done with quick.  I am the dumb for the day.  Wait a mintue I am not being harsh, I truly am the dumb for the day.  Let me explain, whenever I take a vacation something happens.  You name it, it happens to close down work or production.  Whatever you can think of it has happen blizzard, theft, death, or surgery it happens when I am suppose to have a vacation.  Please do not misunderstand I am not mad, it is almost funny, because it happens every year without fail.  I am the retard that should expect it to happen, but I don't.

I sit here in the dark at the end of what should have been five glorious days away from Facenation. But I missed that boat too.  I got a sobering lesson today, I suck .  I sit here with my caregiver screaming in pain( not this second yeah pain pills) and there is nothing I can do to help her.  I had to call 911 to take her to the hospital.  We had to wait over and hour to get home and there wasn't anything I could do about that.  I had to take abuse to get to the store to buy food.  My son didn't do anything he wanted for his birthday, because I couldn't take him.  I couldn't help do anything.  A day late.

I was told today I am a dumb for the day because you need to know when to ask for help, and evidently I do not know when.  But when you put a note on a neighbors door and can not get a call or visit, or family dismisses you after surgery for a pay per view movie, or the person you marry says how is your surgery going to impact me, it is a little hard to holler HELP.

so here goes it:

Dear Universe and anyone you want to use as your instrument;

     I am sure I need to keep it short.  I am taking care of my mom who can not move without screaning for Jesus. I need her well. I need to find my son a school to go to because he has to get away from the demons he goes to school with now. I need the mountain of snow to be off the car so I can practice. I need to drive... legally. I need to know what to say, because some how calling the doctor means,  you are a burden and I hate you. I need the strength to be able to take shots everyday for blood clots.  I need to have my next surgery. I need to continue to believe that body parts don't define you.   I need to accept the fact that I can not have the "best," reconstruction because I am too fat. 

     And to all the people that you use to do your work, thank you.  Thank you for the people that offer assistance.  But help me to know what to say when I am asked do you need anything.

Thank you in advance for your assistance.


Now new dftd since this post was started one day and finished in another day.  I write this and other things here.........

ldhfme