Whup a Gang of Bullies and Jump in a Puddle

Yesterday I whupped a gang of bullies. I call them bullying demons because you can’t see ‘em, but you can damn sure hear ‘em.

Yesterday I whupped a gang of bullies. I call them bullying demons because you can’t see ‘em, but you can damn sure hear ‘em. jumping in puddles nourishes the happiness habit They’re sneaky little bastards who run in and stab ya with their verbal shiv’s and then retreat into the shadows to watch ya bleed. And just when ya think they’re gone, they sneak in and stab ya again. I used to try running away when they showed up, but they’re faster so I gave up. Now I stand my ground, look ‘em in the eye and ask ‘em if they really wanna dance this dance. Because I’ve mastered their dance. They must have bad memories. What are the names of your bullying demons? Here are the ones that taunt me… Give up If only Idiot What’s the use Look over here Who do you think you are You can’t Each of them has a specific agenda, but their mission is the same. They want me to fail. To come up short. To not finish my race. I simply tell ‘em to “look over there,” then remind ‘em “that’s where I’m headed” and it doesn’t matter what they say, or how many obstacles they attempt to put in my way. I’m going. Period. Eventually they give up. Yesterday a little kid helped me whup their asses. I was helping my wife break down her jewelry display at the Oceana naval exchange. When we exited the building we could tell it had been raining because there were puddles all over. As I pushed my cart to the car, I noticed out of the corner of my eye a small child giggling and cracking up as he jumped up and down in his little puddle. I swear my face almost broke as I smiled from ear lobe to ear lobe. Then – as if my cart had a mind of its own, I found myself heading straight for my very own puddle. Did I do it? Yep! I couldn’t resist. I jumped up and down and giggled like a school kid. The demons fled instantly. How do I know? They were busy taunting the kid’s father who was scolding his kid for having so much fun. Then magic happened. The father saw me. At first he didn’t know what to think. He had that, you must be crazy look in his eye, but I gave him a reassuring look and the scowl covering his face melted away. Then he looked my way again and I gave him the … go ahead, it’s ok look and he reached down, took his son’s hand and started jumping up and down in the puddle himself. The parking lot broke out in laughter and the sun burst through the clouds. The demons were gone for good. That’s what I call dancing life’s dance. It’s my strategy for whupping those bullying demons. When I pulled into my driveway it hit me… I couldn’t remember how I got home. I missed the entire trip because my mind was back in the parking lot playing in my puddle. Have you learned how to dance life’s dance or are the demons still bullying you? I’d love to hear your thoughts about putting your demons in place. Please leave a comment on this post below.

They’re sneaky little bastards who run in and stab ya with their verbal shiv’s and then retreat into the shadows to watch ya bleed. And just when ya think they’re gone, they sneak in and stab ya again.

I used to try running away when they showed up, but they’re faster so I gave up.

Now I stand my ground, look ‘em in the eye and ask ‘em if they really wanna dance this dance. Because I’ve mastered their dance.

They must have bad memories.

What are the names of your bullying demons?

Here are the ones that taunt me…

  • Give up 
  • If only
  • Idiot 
  • What’s the use 
  • Look over here 
  • Who do you think you are
  • You can’t

Each of them has a specific agenda, but their mission is the same.

They want me to fail. To come up short. To not finish my race.

I simply tell ‘em to “look over there,” then remind ‘em “that’s where I’m headed” and it doesn’t matter what they say, or how many obstacles they attempt to put in my way.

I’m going. Period.

Eventually they give up.

Yesterday a little kid helped me whup their asses.

I was helping my wife break down her jewelry display at the Oceana naval exchange.

When we exited the building we could tell it had been raining because there were puddles all over. As I pushed my cart to the car, I noticed out of the corner of my eye a small child giggling and cracking up as he jumped up and down in his little puddle.

I swear my face almost broke as I smiled from ear lobe to ear lobe.

Then – as if my cart had a mind of its own, I found myself heading straight for my very own puddle.

Did I do it?

Yep! I couldn’t resist. I jumped up and down and giggled like a school kid.

The demons fled instantly.

How do I know?

They were busy taunting the kid’s father who was scolding his kid for having so much fun.

Then magic happened. The father saw me.

At first he didn’t know what to think. He had that, you must be crazy look in his eye, but I gave him a reassuring look and the scowl covering his face melted away.

Then he looked my way again and I gave him the … go ahead, it’s ok lookand he reached down, took his son’s hand and started jumping up and down in the puddle himself.

The parking lot broke out in laughter and the sun burst through the clouds.

The demons were gone for good.

That’s what I call dancing life’s dance.

It’s my strategy for whupping those bullying demons.

When I pulled into my driveway it hit me… I couldn’t remember how I got home. I missed the entire trip because my mind was back in the parking lot playing in my puddle.

Have you learned how to dance life’s dance or are the demons still bullying you?
I’d love to hear your thoughts about putting your demons in place. Please leave a comment on this post below.
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