tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post2344894443180638567..comments2023-12-12T08:22:49.015-07:00Comments on navel gazing at its finest: Sarcasm: THE LANGUAGE OF THE DEVILTheOneTrueSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04756132396031048647noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-92001220073781905812011-05-09T14:48:33.540-06:002011-05-09T14:48:33.540-06:00Just glad you are back...rant away!Just glad you are back...rant away!Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08556301919720689325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-57825925636425947152011-05-06T08:41:21.383-06:002011-05-06T08:41:21.383-06:00You have always been beautiful.You have always been beautiful.mom2ninehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03920068388577427854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-90680500394506608512011-03-26T21:16:15.594-06:002011-03-26T21:16:15.594-06:00Hope you are okay too. Seriously.Hope you are okay too. Seriously.Cookie Momsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11089909311895845217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-66087515218980309872011-03-18T00:42:58.840-06:002011-03-18T00:42:58.840-06:00sarcasm is of devil but again its upto u its a sur...sarcasm is of devil but again its upto u its a survivor tool too. u drive mustang wowentertainment kinghttp://entertainment-king.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-37954076721827771882011-03-04T10:03:24.500-07:002011-03-04T10:03:24.500-07:00I miss reading your posts. I hope everything is ok...I miss reading your posts. I hope everything is okay.Ramseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12741974290361820947noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-4371304342419068722011-02-16T08:23:40.702-07:002011-02-16T08:23:40.702-07:00I miss you. Please post something. Anything. We...I miss you. Please post something. Anything. We will love it, I promise. (And yes, I have my own money/weight/health/love struggles that are suffocating so I understand. I get frequent blessings and they help)JenBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01297636441572559329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-60619916906771157812011-01-24T21:05:49.240-07:002011-01-24T21:05:49.240-07:00I miss you. I hope you are doing ok.I miss you. I hope you are doing ok.Kathy Vhttp://myonemorething.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-88014019723650709512010-11-19T19:57:43.264-07:002010-11-19T19:57:43.264-07:00It is what it is. - how about that for a saying?
c...It is what it is. - how about that for a saying?<br />congrats on the stangkenyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00453691067678284301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-79376981851116023512010-11-06T19:30:52.397-06:002010-11-06T19:30:52.397-06:00Um, short the real estate thing, I think I could o...Um, short the real estate thing, I think I could own this post. Your VT REALLY said that sarcasm was the language of the devil??? REALLY????? I'm speechless. You would love me around at night, being as sleep deprived as you but not earning any money at it. Hang in there. I was going to blame myself for my financial ruin but suburban correspondent had a good idea there-I could just blame Obama, except resenting Utah like I do, I'll blame Bush for starting it first. If I have to move, I will totally look you up. I love red mustangs, even if they're ancient.Shelliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12851446861098955538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-38677945410351296322010-10-31T13:22:49.045-06:002010-10-31T13:22:49.045-06:00Dear Dear Sue. Thanks so much for writing again. ...Dear Dear Sue. Thanks so much for writing again. It doesn't matter what you say, it is always worth reading and thinking about.<br /><br />Wren has described exactly what I've been doing for the past 3 hours this lovely Sabbath Day. I'm currently trying to figure out a good therapist to go to because telling my friends my problems isn't going to do me any good. They just have to be nice and say how sorry they are and the best advice they could give me is - go talk to a therapist.<br /><br />And I think I can relate to the car thing. When it was really cold a few days ago, I was using a credit card to scrape ALL the windows of my 1999 Suburban, and I heard my husband's truck honk. I looked up to see my husband standing in the window above the driveway clicking the remote start to his 2009 luxury edition truck. And at that moment I KNEW marriage isn't fair.KVnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-39912116353461459652010-10-30T19:48:57.666-06:002010-10-30T19:48:57.666-06:00Personally, I think one should try to be fluent in...Personally, I think one should try to be fluent in more than one language, and judging something by its origins...that's like racism or something, isn't it?<br /><br />I had to work the last two weeks at Neil's office while someone else watched the little girls. It just about killed me. And it was temporary, light at the end of the tunnel stuff. I don't get what you're going through hardly at all, can't pretend to, but I get it more than I used to.<br /><br />It really, really sucks, doesn't it?Kimberly Vanderhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653757517652257445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-16382330361394882422010-10-26T16:17:39.391-06:002010-10-26T16:17:39.391-06:00I love you girl, and the next time I'm in Utah...I love you girl, and the next time I'm in Utah you are SO taking me for a ride in your dope money 'Stang. You can drive real slow up behind middle school kids and I'll bock like a chicken at them! (I made a kid fall off his bike once that way, it was AWESOME!) And then we will snarf the largest shave ices we can find.<br /><br />xoxo,<br />Nick-Dogtricki_nickihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09498830892805025194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-57316487493116390172010-10-16T21:47:12.127-06:002010-10-16T21:47:12.127-06:00Is it bad that every time I hear the David Ramsey ...Is it bad that every time I hear the David Ramsey name I gag. I know his stuff is good...I just have in laws that love him a LITTLE too much.vanessahttp://www.inevergrewup.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-66385583070279951092010-10-10T23:20:50.909-06:002010-10-10T23:20:50.909-06:00Sue! Don't Real Estate Agents have to answer ...Sue! Don't Real Estate Agents have to answer the phone?? A little fact I realized once I got my license. . .hence the 'inactive status' I renew every year!!! And you think you have issues?? HELP!Heather G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/17087901611632530112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-40081050628184963722010-10-10T15:26:52.499-06:002010-10-10T15:26:52.499-06:00I've read your blog for awhile but don't t...I've read your blog for awhile but don't think I've ever commented but want to for this one because YES! ARGH! MONEY CRAP! <br /><br />Over the summer, my car cost us a freakin crap load of money and while my husband was driving it to the dealership to get it fixed...AGAIN....someone slammed into his truck AND LEFT. And yes, we generally try to follow the Dave principles as well and do a fairly decent job of staying debt free but we normally have no more than like $34 in our "emergency fund." <br /><br />And to Anon: Sometimes we don't tell our friends things like this because when we do, even our really good friends say things like, "If you get a new car I'm going to be so jealous of you." or "Good thing you have your emergency fund built up!" And it really makes you just want to simultaneously hit them and cry. <br /><br />And you know what else? Sometimes I think God is a little sarcastic. In Job, He asks where Job was during creation when God was busy making the earth. That's sarcasm, right?Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10794436699607588876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-56143644246735462772010-10-02T22:05:04.701-06:002010-10-02T22:05:04.701-06:00I like your anon friend's words. they jogged ...I like your anon friend's words. they jogged my memory back to a time when someone in my fam committed suicide and I went to a sis in the primary presidency, bared my soul, shared the gory details and begged for her to take one of my kids for a few hours or give me some numbers of someone else to call- all so I could go plan a funeral. Unfortunately, it was not a good time for her because she had to wash her hair, er, meet the cleaners for her house she was trying to get ready to rent, or something. That was the first and last time I dished my own dirt and asked for help. <br /><br />But seriously, I think that saying "I'm fine" is a protective mechanism. Hell, its one thing to stew on my problems in my own head and silently freak out over the bleakness of my personal crap within the confines of my own head. Maybe mildly therapeutic to type out the words and launch them into cyberspace. But. Its a whole new bigger badder ballgame to have to articulate the very words and hear your own voice acknowledge the fact that things aren't fine. Saying the words out loud to another person is too risky of business for me. Not to mention the onset of instant waterworks and a fat cry headhache that I would just as soon not add to the craptastic pile of UnFineNess I get to live with.<br /><br />Know that there are many of us out here, living some version of your life in a parellel universe.kshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12201064701178458053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-339516385534865902010-10-02T08:05:29.740-06:002010-10-02T08:05:29.740-06:00GAH! I love you. I'm in a similar place in l...GAH! I love you. I'm in a similar place in life, but like the other gal said, we don't play that one-upmanship game. Some days it is comforting to think about the D&C quote about all of this being for my good, and some days I want to ask who the hell thought of THAT ridiculous notion? <br /> (....Oh...) <br /><br /> This sounds like a horrible thing to say, because it's not like I want bad things to happen to people, but sometimes the hardest part of going through crap in life is seeing people live their lives free of...crap. So it's refreshing to hear about your crap, because it makes me feel less alone. I've realized, though, that everyone has crap. Maybe we don't have the same crap, and maybe their crap isn't as visible and embarrassing as my crap, but it's still crap, and they have to deal with it just like I do. <br /><br />Do I get the award for using crap the most times in a comment? <br /><br />For the win!Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01608163000837487983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-47686801955646140202010-09-30T07:26:37.366-06:002010-09-30T07:26:37.366-06:00Sue, I love you. This sucks. It will pass but it...Sue, I love you. This sucks. It will pass but it sucks while it's NOT passing and there is no harm in saying so. I am with you on so many levels, except the one where YOU write so wittily about it all and I? I am wallowing in the suckiness of it all without WIT! So, you have at least one thing going for you.<br /><br />love you,<br />BarbBarb Matijevichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16469997012394334517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-43662776522424972682010-09-27T19:58:30.025-06:002010-09-27T19:58:30.025-06:00Or perhaps a frog legs take-out place. I hear the...Or perhaps a frog legs take-out place. I hear they taste like chicken.mom2ninehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03920068388577427854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-40983252534620103952010-09-27T09:31:35.985-06:002010-09-27T09:31:35.985-06:00If sarcasm is the devil's language, our family...If sarcasm is the devil's language, our family will probably be holding its final reunion in a very warm place, and I don't mean Phoenix! Here's a great money-making plan for you, Sue,for which there appears to be a lively market, based on the above comments. Once you have your real estate license, just charge people to take "Roving Rant" home tours. They could ride in the convertible with the top down, see inside strangers' homes, make loud sarcastic comments, and possibly spit on the front porch of people who seem to have it all together. :-)mom2ninehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03920068388577427854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-71895297513793965532010-09-26T22:19:23.094-06:002010-09-26T22:19:23.094-06:00Someone once told me that sarcasm was the lowest f...Someone once told me that sarcasm was the lowest form of humor. I promptly rolled my eyes and told them to jump off a cliff.Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09646391181532038656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-90977488499600885322010-09-25T22:29:01.179-06:002010-09-25T22:29:01.179-06:00Sarcasm is a good thing...much better then a tirad...Sarcasm is a good thing...much better then a tirade of "F" words.<br />just saying, <br />sometimes life just sucks, is hard, seems unfair, and feels like God forgot you are out there.<br /><br />so use whatever tools you need to feel a little better...even if it means slamming drawers at 5:30 in the morning.wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13619293936418976914noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-32905299750268688772010-09-24T18:44:10.626-06:002010-09-24T18:44:10.626-06:00I must be the devil then, because I'm bilingua...I must be the devil then, because I'm bilingual and sacarsm is my mother tongue.<br /><br />Ya, finances...it's a beautiful thing. WHATEV!<br /><br />Sorry you aren't getting the needed sleep. I am sure there isn't any bitter undertones in your morning accidentness. I certainly can agree with the whole slamming thing.Welcome to the Garden of Eganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10132446191608085958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-88619437026286037352010-09-24T17:24:32.772-06:002010-09-24T17:24:32.772-06:00I love bitter rants too!
When I was drowning in tr...I love bitter rants too!<br />When I was drowning in troubles (which I won't go into for fear of sounding like one of those oneupsmanship-type jerks) I'd have people (Churchies) ask me what they could do to help. And since the answer was "Everything!" I just answered "Nothing." Because I just didn't even know where to start and what's the point of crapifying someone else's life along side my own, you know? And I would also always answer "fine" when people asked how I was doing because the truth was just too horrible and emotionally draining and time-consuming to go into in detail and I find most people really don't want to hear it because it gives them an uncomfortable feeling. Seriously. <br />Because charity sometimes faileth? Ok, maybe people that are supposed have charity sometimes faileth. (That'll keep me out of the path of the lightning bolts for sure! Though I must already be hell-bound since I honestly can't tell the difference between sarcasm and whatever the opposite of it is...is.)<br />I hope things get better for you real quick-like Sue!!!Renéehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16838795064997949717noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18394742.post-13451424658534538572010-09-24T16:05:52.253-06:002010-09-24T16:05:52.253-06:00You are one of my favorite bloggers. I think that...You are one of my favorite bloggers. I think that that's true because something about your bitterness makes me feel a little better about mine. Here are the things I hate right now:<br />1. people with great marriages<br />2. people with respectful kids...especially if they seem to come by that with little to no effort.<br />3. people with money to do...<i>anything</i> without feeling the pinch...even small stuff.<br />4. skinny people<br />...and I think that about covers it.<br />Thanks for writing Sue.Jodienoreply@blogger.com