RSVP

I don't invite others here because this belongs to me. This is something I consider to be my sabbatical so company is not welcomed here.


Today I heard from someone who I consider to be a friend. This person took the time to call me and share their thoughts on my past blogging expressions. Their analysis of my "dirty laundry" was accurate .....to a degree. They think I am crazy and overall funny and I have to agree; in retrospect the shit is...funny, with a hint of touched. I am just elated that I am in a place at this very moment where I can concur. Right now I think it's funny, but where was the humor in that shit when I was going through it.


That's the story of my life! Come to think of it, that's the story of everyone's life, some more than others. I am grateful for the thoughts of friends. I don't have many of them and although I am an open and honest person I won't share unless prompted. Usually the thought of others don't weigh heavily on me but my friends thoughts I'll consider.


You don't get to choose who will be a good friend to you; you just get to choose who won't. So this person was invited here, not to judge but to learn and utilize. So because I gave this gift in honesty, honesty is what I expect in return...but only when I ask for it.


So, thank you in advance for your RSVP.

Put the Pickle Jar Back Please Ma'am

It's amazing how someone can at will and word cause bodily harm to someone else and be glad to do so.

In case you were thinking it's me (well ok.. yes that can be me too, but I wasn't talking about me this time) I was speaking of my parents. Yep, my poor little, sweet, innocent parents. Who would have thought for one second they could hurt somebody and with strategic contemplation and planning. HA!!!! Well anybody who knows my parents knows they could.

I mean....are parents supposed to be this way?......especially over their GROWN children?

I recently had another bout with my husband over a re-occurring issue that I don't think he and I will EVAH.....I mean NEEEVAHHHHHH agree on (unless one day I loose my damn mind or grow a sausage for a head). So of course we argued and I got upset.

Well, for those who don't know, my husband is allergic to pickles/cucumbers. Out of need to vent, I told my parents what angered me. Right or wrong there they go.......they are ready to pull out a jar full of pickles! And I can hear it in their voices like, yes! This is the one! We finally get to do it! They keep a jar of pickles on hand in the pantry. I mean they literally wait for the que! They wait for the day to make a "special salad"!

The good thing is neither one of us can take the other being upset for very long, so we let our guards down and forgive. Pretty soon there's a peace offering (mostly done by him) and our lives continue back to normal.

I guess it's great to know I have folks in my corner and I love my parents for that! They bring soo much humor to my life.

Disappointed they'll be, but for now, I will have to say "False Alarm!...It's ok! Put the pickle jar back in the pantry!"

It's January 1st

Today is January 1, 2008. Yep! It's the new year. People ask all the time about resolutions and for the most part my answer is very simple, I don't have any. Please don't for one second think that I am perfect and in no dire need of changing some things in my life. I've got a list.

I don't usually set resolutions because I've learned the hard way. I've learned, what's the point? What's the point of making a list of things to do or not to do, only to have not done or do them. Why remind myself of the ever present constant. The constant unfinished. Most of the time resolutions are forgotten or done away with or maybe even far fetched. Sometimes the lay on the shelf to collect spider webs and dust. Sometimes they may even start off as a vehicle on the right path but usually with me they run out of gas.

It's my own fault I know it. I know what I'm supposed to do and sometimes I get started doing it but life has a way of putting it's own spin on my resolutions. You see, what I have planned for me is just that. My plans. I've done many things to get the ball rolling. I've put myself in positions to make things happens and for some years now.....nothing. I've acted on my plans. But that's the problem. And the question shouldn't be, what is your New Year's resolution? It should be what is God's resolution for you.

Now that's something I can't answer. I have to find that out. But I do know this.... I have to get through January first.