one day the local preacher stopped by to see my bff husband, he came home and told her about it and made a statement that the only reason he had came was to get them to church to tithe. My bff didn't understand, he then told her about how church members are to donate 10% of their income to help support the church.
my bff has gone to church her entire life, unlike me.
my bff, starts adding this up in her head and decides that she can no longer afford to go to church. Her husband, laughs and wants to know how she expects the church to survive without tithing. She replies "grants".
I am thinking she wasn't paying attention during the whole separation of church and state.
I have another friend who asked me once how much i tip when i go to a restaurant and i replied that it depended on the service 10-15%. She replied that she never tips more than 10%, why would she give more to a server than to god.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
leaving the party too early
"knowing exactly what to do and not being able to do it and knowing exactly what not to do and doing it anyway"
i read this and immediately thought thank goodness someone gets how i feel, then i felt blue because it was written by a guy who is bipolar...
i have finally agreed to go and see a shrink about my chemical/emotional imbalance,but only when my doctor told me that my condition would get worse if gone untreated.
i cannot explain to people how i feel, that i have felt like this ever since i can remember and that being blue is normal, but not when you are a child should you feel so debilitatingly sad and depressed
the only real thing that i get upset about is if i have to suffer through the lows, then i should have the ecstasy of the highs
i read this and immediately thought thank goodness someone gets how i feel, then i felt blue because it was written by a guy who is bipolar...
i have finally agreed to go and see a shrink about my chemical/emotional imbalance,but only when my doctor told me that my condition would get worse if gone untreated.
i cannot explain to people how i feel, that i have felt like this ever since i can remember and that being blue is normal, but not when you are a child should you feel so debilitatingly sad and depressed
the only real thing that i get upset about is if i have to suffer through the lows, then i should have the ecstasy of the highs
the note
i can remember being in jr high and so wanting to connect with my mother
i have acted like an adult in most ways my entire life, but unfortunately i have lacked the communication skills of an adult, since most of the adults in my life didn't communicate well with me (my father not being included in that group).
i wrote my mother a letter once trying to reach out to her. Years later she showed me that note. I was blown away when i saw that she had kept up, but then quickly deflated when she told me that she wasn't able to read most of it or at least didn't understand it. I am still not sure if i should be flattered that she kept it, or if she just thought she had raised an idiot when she couldn't read it.
i have acted like an adult in most ways my entire life, but unfortunately i have lacked the communication skills of an adult, since most of the adults in my life didn't communicate well with me (my father not being included in that group).
i wrote my mother a letter once trying to reach out to her. Years later she showed me that note. I was blown away when i saw that she had kept up, but then quickly deflated when she told me that she wasn't able to read most of it or at least didn't understand it. I am still not sure if i should be flattered that she kept it, or if she just thought she had raised an idiot when she couldn't read it.
defining moment
she throws down her plastic ashtray and says something in a hateful tone, i turn around from the sink where i am putting her favorite flowers in a vase. I am half hoping that it is just one of her delusional moments, knowing full well that it isn't.
I am now given the ground rules. I call before I come, I must knock before i walk into the house. I have to get rid of him. "what you like for me to do with him?" i ask, she tells me she doesn't care, just get rid of him. He is the problem. I realize that it isn't my father that she is talking about but my husband. She then asks what i am doing here. I point to the candle, card, and brownies. She says she doesn't want them and that i must take them back. I tell her no, she says that she will throw them away, i say okay.
I finally say that i am not doing this because it will only upset me for the next week and i walk out.
It it amazing the moment that you stop being a child and start being an adult???
I am now given the ground rules. I call before I come, I must knock before i walk into the house. I have to get rid of him. "what you like for me to do with him?" i ask, she tells me she doesn't care, just get rid of him. He is the problem. I realize that it isn't my father that she is talking about but my husband. She then asks what i am doing here. I point to the candle, card, and brownies. She says she doesn't want them and that i must take them back. I tell her no, she says that she will throw them away, i say okay.
I finally say that i am not doing this because it will only upset me for the next week and i walk out.
It it amazing the moment that you stop being a child and start being an adult???
shoes
hi, my name is ___________ and i am a shoe addict, it has been less than 24 hours since i bought my last pair of shoes
i just cannot help myself, it is spring and the shoes are all so cute and colorful (usually cheap) and they are so easy to buy. I am size 9, no matter if i have 10 or 20 pounds to lose.
i am the type of person that if i dont have anything to wear that looks and feels good, then i dont want to leave the house. It is the equivalent of having a bad hair day.
this is why women love shoes, they always fit and most of the time they are the only part of the outfit that we really see. Cute shoes can make you smile. Really cute shoes will get you compliments and that will really make you smile (except when my professor, who is wearing a tie dye poncho with fringe, tells me that she likes my shoes....this makes me scared)
this is the real difference between men and women, men have 4 pairs of shoes (except my father...maybe this is where i get it)
everyday
winter
nice
back up everyday
winter, these are either old shoes or a pair of boots that will be worn when the weather is cruddy
nice, they are the "someone has died" shoes or "i am trying to get a JOB" shoes
If you live with a shoe addict be prepared to see your woman with two different shoes on, asking your opinion....yes, i have been known to skype people to ask their opinion.
My father always tells me that you can tell what kind of person someone is by their shoes.
If there is a twelve step program for my addiction, then i must have a cute pair of shoes for every step.....
i just cannot help myself, it is spring and the shoes are all so cute and colorful (usually cheap) and they are so easy to buy. I am size 9, no matter if i have 10 or 20 pounds to lose.
i am the type of person that if i dont have anything to wear that looks and feels good, then i dont want to leave the house. It is the equivalent of having a bad hair day.
this is why women love shoes, they always fit and most of the time they are the only part of the outfit that we really see. Cute shoes can make you smile. Really cute shoes will get you compliments and that will really make you smile (except when my professor, who is wearing a tie dye poncho with fringe, tells me that she likes my shoes....this makes me scared)
this is the real difference between men and women, men have 4 pairs of shoes (except my father...maybe this is where i get it)
everyday
winter
nice
back up everyday
winter, these are either old shoes or a pair of boots that will be worn when the weather is cruddy
nice, they are the "someone has died" shoes or "i am trying to get a JOB" shoes
If you live with a shoe addict be prepared to see your woman with two different shoes on, asking your opinion....yes, i have been known to skype people to ask their opinion.
My father always tells me that you can tell what kind of person someone is by their shoes.
If there is a twelve step program for my addiction, then i must have a cute pair of shoes for every step.....
Sunday, April 1, 2012
easter chics
once my mother bought me two chics that were died pink and yellow (PETA would stroke out now if that happened) for Easter. This was probably the last Easter before mother and my adoptive father divorced. I remember thinking how cute they were, but becoming disappointed when all of their baby feathers fell out and they were no longer pink and yellow. Unfortunately, they were roosters and they were mean.
You didn't really need a watch dog with those two (i am sure they had a name, but i don't remember). They would try and roost on the back of your foot when you walked. I think one was eaten by something and the other one i found dead at the edge of the trailer house. My mother had enough and shot it. She gave me some story about how it was trying to peck out the kittens eyes....i don't think they watched Bob Barker and had no clue about spaying and neutering.
You didn't really need a watch dog with those two (i am sure they had a name, but i don't remember). They would try and roost on the back of your foot when you walked. I think one was eaten by something and the other one i found dead at the edge of the trailer house. My mother had enough and shot it. She gave me some story about how it was trying to peck out the kittens eyes....i don't think they watched Bob Barker and had no clue about spaying and neutering.
nature vs nurture
i think that my mother checked out of my life about the time that we moved to the country, which i had to be about 7
the issue being that when you don't have a female figure in your life, there are lots of things that you don't learn or learn the hard way. Everyone in my life made sure the monumental things (like starting my period were covered), but all of the other things fell to the side. I had a babysitter show me how to wear make up. I cant remember who took me to get my first bra, probably one of the many girlfriends. I didn't learn to wear lip stick until i was almost 30. I had no clue what was appropriate to wear to what until i was much older. I wore a pair or bluejeans and white t shirt to my sisters graduation. Why on earth did no one say anything to me before hand??? I once went to a wedding of my grandfather's wife's family in shorts, they must have been horrified. My grandmother took me to a nice restaurant once when i was visiting and i remember the look of disapproval i received when we arrived at the restaurant.
Oh my and i had zero table manners. I lived with a man who was in the army and is used to having 2 minutes to eat. I once went to my sisters and she made rice with butter and sugar for breakfast. I still remember the look of horror on her face as she watched me eat. Not until Seinfeld did i know what double dipping was and that it was bad.
the issue being that when you don't have a female figure in your life, there are lots of things that you don't learn or learn the hard way. Everyone in my life made sure the monumental things (like starting my period were covered), but all of the other things fell to the side. I had a babysitter show me how to wear make up. I cant remember who took me to get my first bra, probably one of the many girlfriends. I didn't learn to wear lip stick until i was almost 30. I had no clue what was appropriate to wear to what until i was much older. I wore a pair or bluejeans and white t shirt to my sisters graduation. Why on earth did no one say anything to me before hand??? I once went to a wedding of my grandfather's wife's family in shorts, they must have been horrified. My grandmother took me to a nice restaurant once when i was visiting and i remember the look of disapproval i received when we arrived at the restaurant.
Oh my and i had zero table manners. I lived with a man who was in the army and is used to having 2 minutes to eat. I once went to my sisters and she made rice with butter and sugar for breakfast. I still remember the look of horror on her face as she watched me eat. Not until Seinfeld did i know what double dipping was and that it was bad.
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