CONNIPTION

Strange how words pop into my head and I can't get them out, until I address them by either looking them up in the dictionary or write something about them. It didn't use to be that way, something has stirred up the hornet's nest that I call a brain. It's possible that I have made an effort to challenge myself, so as I can keep what brain cells I have left. I have fun with these words and hope I can give you a smile as I play with them. (My goal is to be more like Benny who's always having fun.) So hang on or fasten your seat belt, I don't know where this ride is going to take us!!!

I'm not sure, "conniption" is actually a word because in my childhood years I would hear many words that wasn't in the dictionary. I'll just refer to these questionable words as backwoods slang.

The word would be phrased this way, "don't have a conniption fit." Conniption fit, tell me what that conjures up to you! I see a young child throwing a hissy fit!!! A tantrum because they aren't getting their way, clinching their fists, lying on the ground, kicking, hollering, crying at the top of their lungs. Unfortunately I have witnessed this behavior in person and it sure ain't pretty.

Conniption is defined as, a fit of rage, hysteria, alarm. Hello! if we see anyone having a conniption fit we are definitely going to be alarmed. We would be thinking what the **** is wrong with them.

There possibly is another explaination for this conniption fit thing. You reckon they might need an Exorcist? Nah, on secomd thought just a spoiled brat. Seems there's an old saying, "spare the rod and spoil the child." This saying, seems to be saying, "no spankee the child and they become spoiled!"

I'll betcha if any of my Grandma's children or grandkids threw a conniption fit she would give them a real reason to roll around on the ground. Grandma would blister our butts so bad we would be rolling around on the ground to get the coolness to put out the fire on our asses!!!

I DO BELIEVE WE COULD USE MY GRANDMA TODAY! I THINK WE NEED MILLIONS OF OLD FASHIONED GRANDMAS PATROLING THE STREETS OF EVERY CITY. I WANT ME ONE OF THEM OLD FASHIONED GRANDMAS TO TAKE TO WORK!!! SHE'D WHOOP SOME ASSES THAT NEED WHOOPING. I'D TAKE HER TO POLITICAL MEETINGS, WHOOP SOME OF THEIR ASSES!!! I'D TAKE HER TO WASHINGTON D. C.... GRANDMA WOULD HAVE A LIFETIME JOB WHOOPING THE ASSES IN THAT CITY!!! I BET I COULD MAKE A REAL GOOD LIVING SUPPLYING THE SASSAFRAS SAPLINGS TO HER. I'D TAKE HER TO AFGHANISTAN, WHOOP ALL THEIR ASSES. I'D TAKE HER TO IRAQ, WHOOP SOME MORE ASSES. I'D TURN HER LOOSE ON THE WHOLE MIDDLE EAST. I'D GIVE THEM OLD FASHIONED GRANDMA'S PERMISSION TO ACT AS GODS TO RESTORE THE WORLD TO WHAT IT SHOULD BE. GRANDMAS MAY NOT BE THE SMARTEST IN BOOK LEARNING BUT THEY KNOW RIGHT FROM WRONG AND THEY SURE AS HELL AIN'T GONNA SPARE THE ROD AND SPOIL NOO-BODY. WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS NOW AIN'T LOVE, IT'S OLD FASHIONED GRANDMAS THAT KNOW HOW TO CLEAN HOUSE!!!!! Thank you for visiting my humble little world. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite. GLEN VIEW