"Another great getting up morning!"

Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD!  This life is real, no rehearsal , get it right or perish. I  shall never forget my daughter's bright *blue eyes scanning the delivery room of Southwest Community Hospital.  It was as if this little alien had finally escaped her cocoon and was now finally seeing this world from the outside in.

My daughter's birth was eventful, twenty-eight hours of natural childbirth.  I had no one.  That immature idiot I married boycotted this once in a life time event.  He was also suffering with extreme jealousy.  I feel very certain the viper in Mathy attracted the viper in XXX and they worked together in a brilliant attempt to destroy me.

Why not, both "High yalla' pathological liars", both ant-intellectuals, both insanely jealous insecure immature imps.  Both deeply disturbed mental midgets.

There is no such thing as a little lie, a white lie or a good lie.  All lies stem from fear and the mouth of the evil one.  At my age I no longer tolerate liars.  There fore at my age I have very few friends.

Praise the LORD!

*-temporarily blue, actually quite common in childbirth