big day tomorrow

yes sirree bob, tomorrow will be a big day, that baby is coming out, for better or worse.... by better we mean a healthy birth and a healthy baby with no complications...... during some hypno-birthing classes, the last one, in fact, it turned out the hypno-therapist (university accredited), who has a little son called fox and an american ex-hubby (father of fox).... turned out she had a 'family tree house' -- this was one of my favorite toys when i was a little boy -- the one in the picture is fox's, i hadn't seen one for decades.... i also had a remote control race-car track, a tri-cycle and later on a nintendo, i was a little spoilt like that, no-one else of my siblings got toys like that.......also one time, me and my siblings made tin cans with string running through them (home made) and used them for stilts, i don't know why, some inner resentment maybe, who knows why kids do things, some crazy 4 year old looking kid ran in front of the car in front of me today and almost caused an accident, when i was that kid's age, i got that stringed tin-can and slung it like a sling, intentionally, and smashed the can hard onto my sister's arm or leg (can't remember which), but she had to go to hospital and had a sprain..... there was no negative blow-back from my parents for that, another time i was at mcdonald's when i was really small and reached up under the counter where the neon lights were in a crevice and un-screwed one and it fell shattered to the floor, my father said the mcdonald's were negligent, not me........... guess that was a case on torts or something......... another time i got a hammer-claw and snapped off every single handle of my parents' en-suite furniture in their room, i don't recall being punished for that either......... all i remember of punishment generally as a kid was my brother punching me in the head alot and my two sisters one time were incredibly upset about a screw that had gone missing from their bedroom door and which they mistakenly confused me of removing........ apart from that my sisters were okay to me but just kind of really trashy people......... if you're out there and some kind of white trash, just want you to know that i'm feeling your pain, and if you're black trash, anyway, back to that tree house, i used to always play with it hidden behind a couch, i didn't want anyone seeing me play with it coz i didn't want to come across as immature and infantile.............

just saw this movie, kind of like a chick-flick, from LA... thought it was okay...

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1726589/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1