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@Budwick Jeez! - What a cu... You know what, I and every other moral person will be looking over to the left for a few...

Sometimes a two by four would be to kind. These supposedly "healthy, weight" folks think they have right to point out how sickly I look. I've stayed quiet way to long. I find a way to point out to them. Stating its a wonderful thing to be able to eat what I want, without putting on weight. I've filled out considerably since teen years. I still remain thin and fit. When I make the food comments. It shuts them up. Lol

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I grew up very skinny. People who are obese don't see this as a problem. I had was labeled with horrible nicknames. Bone,anorexic, spider girl. Those names can be just as hurtful as calling someone fat. I no longer allow this behavior. I speak out. I'm careful not to resort to telling them they are fat fucks. That would be hypocritical of what I'm trying to change.😊

So...the secret to you keeping your cool is:

The moments you raise your voice... You've lost.

They say everyone has a book in them.What would yours be about?

I've written three books. They have my love of animals and key points for kids growing up in today's world. Bullying, divorce, and unfortunately alcoholism. I try to keep it light and entertaining. I've been so fortunate. My books have one book of the year three times in a row. Also character counts awards. I feel a fourth one coming😊

Where do you draw the line on what is art?

My mother and brother are extremely talented in art. I grew up with wonderful creations of theirs. My mom would decorate a room beautifully, if she felt something was missing, she would sit down and draw a picture to tie everything together. We always had a wonderfully designed home. I know what I like. It seems others like my family's art too, as my brother and mom have received countless awards for their work😊

A Success Story! Jesse was a chicken pluck-er. That's right. He stood on a line in a chicken factory and spent his days Pulling the feathers off dead chickens so the rest of us wouldn't have to. It wasn't much of a job. But at the time, Jesse didn't think he was much of a person. His father was a brute of a man. His dad was actually thought to be mentally ill and treated Jesse rough all of his life. Jesse's older brother wasn't much better. He was always picking on Jesse and beating him up. Yes, Jesse grew up in a very rough home in West Virginia. Life was anything but easy. He thought life didn't hold much hope for him. That's why he was standing in this chicken line, doing a job that darn few people wanted. In addition to all the rough treatment at home, it seems that Jesse was always sick. Sometimes it was real physical illness, but way too often it was all in his head. He was a small child, skinny and meek. That sure didn't help the situation any. When he started to school, he was the object of every bully on the playground. He was a hypochondriac of the first order. For Jesse, tomorrow was not always something he looked forward to. But, he had dreams. He wanted to be a ventriloquist. He found books on ventriloquism. He practiced with sock puppets and saved his hard earned dollars until he could get a real ventriloquist dummy. When he got old enough, he joined the military. Even though many of his hypochondriac symptoms persisted, the military did recognize his talents and put him in the entertainment corp. That was when his world changed and he gained confidence. He found that he had a talent for making people laugh, and laugh so hard they often had tears in their eyes. Yes, little Jesse had found himself. You know, folks, the history books are full of people who overcame a handicap to go on and make a success of themselves, but Jesse is one of the few I know of who didn't overcome it. Instead he used his paranoiato make a million dollars, and become one of the best-loved characters of all time in doing it! Yes, that little paranoid hypochondriac, who transferred his nervousness into a successful career, still holds the record for the most Emmy's given in a single category. The wonderful, gifted, talented, and nervous comedian who brought us Barney Fife was: Jesse Don Knotts. NOW YOU KNOW "THE REST OF THE STORY" There is a street named for him and his statue in Morgantown, West Virginia, his place of birth. Jesse Donald "Don" Knotts (July 21, 1924 - February 24, 2006)

Great show. I loved ole Barney.

Love creativity, sitting down and telling a story thru my books. I always tell percent when they ask how I create my characters. If I can't see them in my mind, I can't truthfully write them.

I love our home front and back. We have worked very hard to make it this way. I love when people come inside, I love color and it shows. The looks I get are funny, they either love or hate it. Fortunately most love it😊

Boats: If you had one, what would you Name Your Boat?

We have a pontoon boat named. FORTOONATE. Our other boat was HYDRO-THERAPY. Anywhere there is water I'm in😊

I reported one time on a post that became so vulgar. The person was actually putting up pictures of a males privates. They took it down immediately, thank god.

I've been on this site for awhile, since I'm rarely on, I guess everytime I answer a question, I would probably be considered a newbie😊

Would you rather not be able to use your voice at all or only be able to shout at the top of your lungs anytime you say anything?
@Budwick It was stressful at first. But there's nothing that anyone can do to change it. Ever heard of the Serenity...

I have the serenity prayer framed and hung by my bed. It was given to me by my mother in law before she passed away. Sometimes it's hard to follow, I'm getting better at it.😊

Would you rather not be able to use your voice at all or only be able to shout at the top of your lungs anytime you say anything?
Would you rather not be able to use your voice at all or only be able to shout at the top of your lungs anytime you say anything?
I don't need your Help, and I don't need You! EVER!!!

That's a sure cry for help😊