My new favorite word. I am the first to admit that in my younger years I was tudalicious. It was ugly, especially around the surging hormonal years between 11-13. I was awful. Thankfully with age came wisdom and a huge attitude adjustment. Pouting is not even on my list of emotions anymore. I am still a very giving person. It’s part of who I am and of course I have good and bad days. I am human after all.
Lately I have come across many tudalicious people. Divas with tudes, dudes with tudes, it has been a virtual tude-o-rama. Maybe it was ignited with the time and season change. I am not sure but I knew these same people or ran into these same strangers and things were different a few months ago.
I wish I had the time and energy to try and sit and talk with the tudicapped individuals in my vicinity. Don’t get me wrong, I have tried the whole olive branch scenario. But we are talking some serious problems here. I hope that these folks are able to work out whatever their demons are because I am not sure how much longer the rest of us are going to have sympathy. There comes a time when you have to stop and take inventory of yourself and use the power you have within you to either ask for help or get better.
Until then, Prozac cocktails for everyone!!!!
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Must be the weather...people at work today were very tudalicious...which made me tudalicious...which, I guess, made it a tud-a-rama of sorts. But, then at one point someone walked through the lab and farted (NOT me) and we got a case of the giggles, thus ending the tud-a-rama. Maybe all you need is some broccoli?? ((LOL))
Flat-urama beats tude-orama any day. I am going to the gorcery store poste haste!!
or maybe the grocery store instead....
sleep typing!!!!
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