Yessir. It’s the gift that keeps on giving. Sadly, my mother’s default phrase was “You ought to be ashamed of yourself.” Which led me to blow up at her many a time. Wishing shame on someone over a difference of opinion or taste is not cool in my book. I could have handled it better, but at least half of my stubbornness came from her…so s…
Yessir. It’s the gift that keeps on giving. Sadly, my mother’s default phrase was “You ought to be ashamed of yourself.” Which led me to blow up at her many a time. Wishing shame on someone over a difference of opinion or taste is not cool in my book. I could have handled it better, but at least half of my stubbornness came from her…so subtlety was neither of our fortes. Life goes on, right? Cheers, Ray!
Yessir. It’s the gift that keeps on giving. Sadly, my mother’s default phrase was “You ought to be ashamed of yourself.” Which led me to blow up at her many a time. Wishing shame on someone over a difference of opinion or taste is not cool in my book. I could have handled it better, but at least half of my stubbornness came from her…so subtlety was neither of our fortes. Life goes on, right? Cheers, Ray!