I will continue to play the role of a coach and mentor. I like it very much. It keeps me on my toes and I don't have to worry about paperwork except documenting our conversations. Last night I thought of setting this Blog to private again. Then after some thoughts, I figured there is no harm in Knowledge Sharing. I take it the readers of this Blog are my sympathizers and they read the Blog because they are sincerely following our story like Miss Germany here. If nothing else, Gretel is a loyal reader.
The only backlash is if my mom reads more than what I sent her. What is the worst case scenario? She might freak out. The thoughts on Stone Worshipers and my experiences with Gayshas might send my mom over the rooftop. However the bright side is, I no longer has a facade with her. About time she knows who her son is. You see, I will not have a speck of issue if that person on the other side is my grandma.
Ironic isn't it? Most people have the deepest bond with their moms. Here I am just starting to scratch the surface when I am 54 and she is 78. So the test of the pudding [] in the eating. Come Eid Mubarak (The Big Day) we shall see. Already I take it as a lost cause with my mom. Therefore any sign of progress is an improvement whichever way you look at it.
Now, back to us. Let's seal the deal here. As I said I make the rule simple. Nothing as simple as the...
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Sorry, Lizzie was bickering about the house being dusty. I said I swept and mopped early this week. Not good enough, she said. It has to be every day. Well, I am diligent but I am not that hardworking. So after some tussles I did it anyway. I thought that's it. Next I have to vacuum the carpet. So this is a short break.
Yes, back to our discussion. My rule is simple; there is one little hangup about me; NO CHUBBY CHUBB. You can be paralyzed neck down and I will still love you but if you are Chubby Chubb, I just can't take it. I'm sure Chubby Chubbs are wonderful people. Yati, my close female friend is a Chubby Chubb. However, my wife CANNOT be a Chubby Chubb. Sturdy I can understand. What I cannot accept is the pudgy all rounder jelly pudding,
There is no rationalization to it. Just like I don't eat pork. Not because it is forbidden by my religion but pigs eat their own shit.
Now in my book this is not a Chubby Chubb:
This is a Chubby Chubb:
As long as you are not Chubby Chubb we cam still develop that potential. You must understand, I idealize women. I personally think women are better than men. Maybe because I came from a matriarch family and my immediate family is predominantly women. I too have 2 close female companions. Therefore I have a romanticized idea of women. This is the image of my ideal woman:
I know Chubby Chubb don't have the potential to achieve this. I had the first hand experience with Yati. For half a dozen years I tried. In the end I just let her be. She doesn't have the mindset to do it although she has the desire.
Nothing personal baby, I build people. I need the right stuff to work with. This is Sparta 4964. Its not Rome or Athens. In Sparta 4964 we idealize perfection and we don't tolerate mediocrity.
Simple enough right?
That also means I have to uphold my own standard. I should not slide down with my quest for Virtual Perfection. If me a 54 years old retiree can still push it to the limit, I expect my Swords to be able to do it better. No indulgence. If you can help it, no sugar and starch.
Again, I keep the rules simple. It may not be easy but it can be done.
OK baby, I got to vacuum the carpet.
Later hon...
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