I attended a bridal shower for a friend on Sunday. We’ve known each other for approximately six years. It seems to me that I am always reading stories about friendship and the length of friendships, and I’ve always wished I had that in my life. I am an introvert and tend to spend most of my time alone, therefore not putting myself out there for friendships. Lack of trust is also an issue. Then,…"The Seasons of our Lives"
My printer finally died. Actually, I had been expecting it for some time, especially with its habitual ink leaking. But, with its death, that meant I had to begin searching for another printer. Running a business from my home office meant that I was sorely in need of a multi-purpose printer/fax/scanner and whatever else magic it might want to bring to the table. The printer arrived this morning and the unpacking commenced. Just the magnitude…"Printers, screaming, and wailing"
I am borrowing someone’s words that I read today, “Give them what they want”. As I read this, I realized that this is how I have lived most of my life. If you want them to like you, give them what they want. If you don’t want them angry with you, give them what they want. If you want a peaceful existence, give them what they want. You end up giving and giving and giving;…"Give them what they want…"
I’m having fun today.Do you ever throw yours away? No matter how many holes there are? I am here to confess – and my sisters and anyone else who knows me well, will be looking around thinking – where is my sister and what have you done with her because SHE doesn’t talk about these things – back to confessing – I actually threw a pair of underwear away today. The kicker is – they were…"What do you do with old underwear?"
Yes. I’ve been walking on the treadmill. AND, hanging on for dear life I might add. Since the heat down here in the South is so hot it’s makes you want to just sit on the porch with the fan going with a tall glass of iced tea, and nothing much else; I came to the conclusion that this Southern gal wasn’t going to be doing much walking. Then, on a trek through the garage, I looked…"Gracie takes a turn on the treadmill"
When someone tells you no, does it register? Do you stop what you are doing or saying? Or, do you continue? No, means no! No, I do not want that food. No, do not sit on the dog. No, I do not want to answeryour question. No. No. NO! I recently wrote a piece on manners for my blog; and one of the commenters asked me to write on accepting no. Her example was one…"When no means NO!"