C’mon, Get Happy!
Since I’m still working on my happiness eBook, I am still looking for comments on what makes you happy.
If you want to leave a comment for consideration for possible inclusion in the eBook, please leave a comment on this post. And, by “this post” I do not mean the post you are currently reading, which is this post, but this post from earlier this month.
Everybody clear? That’s the “Happy Mantis” post, not this post, but this post.
So, if you’re happy and you know why, leave a comment. If you’re happy and you know why, leave a comment. If you’re happy and you know why, and you really want to share it, if you’re happy and you know why, leave a comment!
I’m just leaving a comment here because I want to irritate you.
Oh yeah, and I finally saw your header in action. I kept missing it before because I was too busy yapping in the comments area. LOL.
Are you still going on about the happy crappy caterpillar post… the economy is falling apart, America is falling faster then Rome, last week you posted the world was ending and now you want us to be happy about it.
I am sending Teeni’s goons after you to get my steampunk conductor lamp- that’ll make me happy.
You do know that caterpillars and mantids are completely different insects, right?
Ahhhhww …… people have been worrying about everything under the sun for centuries. I am happy just to be alive, to have my family, and to walk outside in the sun. If you can blog, your life is obviously NOT THAT BAD.
We sit here and piss and moan while across the planet people are starving in the dark. Snap out of it America!!! Sombody tell a joke!
ok so there was a priest, a rabbi, and a minister… wait wait. So this dog walks into a bar and says “I am looking for the man who shot my pa…”
wait wait I’ll come up with a good joke.
Speedy- I am not personally worried about the economy or the plight of America. I have five kids to wrangle- that’s enough worries for one person and I am not a worrying type of person,
Don’t worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will take care of itself.
You tell us a joke… I miss a good joke. My Dad used to know a million jokes unfortunately half were not funny and the other half were so off color they might make your ears fall off listening.