Whitewash!

Ok, so I thought I would take a little break from all the seriousness and share a little funny story from my past.

A few things I need to tell you before I tell the story. I have one sibling; a sister, younger. I was unusually devoted and manipulated by said sibling. I was always very large and strong for my age. I could sometimes be a bit of a bully, especially when coerced to be by my sister. She would tell you I was a terrible bully to her, but I would tell you, it was in defense as if we started arguing she would come after me with knives or loaded guns!

Anyway, in the summer of 1979, we moved from the house we had been in since I was around 5 to a new house all the way across town. We lived right across the street from the big park that had our new school at the end of it.

Well, we started our new school in the fall, both of us VERY unhappy to be in a new school, and my sister took an instant disliking, for whatever reason, to this one certain family, who had like TONS (5) of kids who went to this school. 1 girl and 4 boys, if I remember right. Their last name was Stewart. And my sister DESPISED them! I don't think I even know why for sure to this day.

So, fast forward to winter, probably Jan. or Feb. There is tons of snow on the ground. And is it ever COLD! So, my sister and I are playing in the house, and she happens to look outside, to the park across the street, and she notices 2 people walking across the park through the snow. All of a sudden, she says, "Hey! That's some of the Stewarts'! GO GET EM'!" And did I even stop to question WHY I was doing this? Nope! Hell, I didn't even stop to put on a coat or shoes! So, I go busting out of the house in short sleeves and stocking feet, and bulldoze my way through the snow, cross the street, and make a beeline for these 2 people. I notice right away that one is the youngest Stewart, a boy and the other is one of the middle boys. So, I decide to go for the bigger one first, and tackle him, and whitewashed him soundly! Now, just in case not everyone reading this knows, whitewashing consists of tackling someone to the ground, getting them face down, and rubbing their face mercilessly in the snow. Just as I was finishing off the bigger boys' whitewashing, here comes my sister, who had had the brains to put on a coat and boots, and she proceeded to tackle and whitewash the younger one!

So, we walked away, all proud of ourselves, and went back to our house. If I remember right, I don't think I ever saw any of the Stewarts cross the park in front of our house again!

Comment Whore No More

In a post a few days ago, I said I was a comment whore. It's true. I am. Rather, I was. I have been cured. So very cured. I had an incident over the weekend that got me really thinking about comments. Not just comments on my blog, but really, any comments anytime. I can no longer allow myself and my self esteem to be overly bolstered by supportive comments from friends and family and the like; UNLESS I have managed to tell them the absolute, no holds barred truth of any given story or event. If I have not revealed ALL the details, even the ones that portray me in a not-so-pleasant light, then the people who are making the comments cannot possibly be objective, which in turn, makes their comments extremely subjective.

Maybe this is elementary for some people, but for me, it is a revelation. Over this last weekend, I watched a situation get WAY out of control simply because one of the participants while relating the original incident on her blog, was not completely forthright. No, she didn't outright lie, as I first surmised in my anger, but she didn't tell the whole truth, at first. But then, even when she did, people are STILL almost midweek jumping on the bandwagon and badmouthing other participants in the original incident. It is like they cannot hear her correction for being outraged at the original post. And the most ridiculous part of it, is that they are all so self-righteous and she is being bolstered by their support, and their attacks on the other participants, that not one of them can see how far off base they are. It is really rather sad. Being all indignant and they don't even have the story right.

So, if it makes any sense, that is why, unless I can tell the WHOLE story of an incident, and really, we are probably only talking about the hard things and problems that come up, then I can't really allow myself to be emboldened by other people's comments, because unless they the know the whole story, preferably from both points of view, any uplifting I derive from those comments has a false foundation and therefore, will fall, eventually.

So, it is now becoming my goal, along with all the other changing I am trying to accomplish in my life, to try to achieve a deeper honesty and integrity, so that I can enjoy a firm foundation of support from the people who love me and care about me.

Meow!

Oh, my god, are women ever catty or what? Is it even possible for a group of women to co-exist without it eventually getting mean and personal???? I don't think so! You might wonder how I can say all this when I am a woman; well, that's HOW I can say it, and in my experience it is IMPOSSIBLE for a group of women to get along indefinitely before someone gets their feelings hurt, and goes off whining about it, not necessarily telling the truth about the situation. And then it just escalates from there.

I have found that I MUCH prefer the company of men as friends. They are so much easier and MUCH less complicated! Plus, I actually understand them. It truly makes me wish I wasn't gay sometimes. LOL

Anyway, that's my rant for today!

Busier than a One-armed Paper Hanger

And that subject just about says it all! LOL Kat just started a new job, my mom just had knee surgery, and we just had to have our 5 month old kitten in to get his balls cut. There's more, but those are the big things. So, needless to say, I have been a little overwhelmed, and that is part of the reason I haven't been posting.

The other reason is that I have found that I have become a comment whore, I love getting people's thoughts on my posts. BUT, it takes forever to get them. The longer I let a post sit there, the more comments I get. If I post everyday, or closer to that than I am now, I don't get any! So, what am I supposed to do???? LOL Oy!

Oh yeah, another thing I did was Kat and I went and had lunch last week with a friend of mine who haven't seen in 18 years, since graduation, and her family. We had SUCH a blast! She has really changed a lot! Both in looks and personality. And all for the better, too. She has an incredible husband and fantastically behaved kids! It was really fun to see her. It's too bad they live like 6-8 hours away from here. Now that we have reconnected, I wish we could spend a lot more time together! Oh, well!

I really need to get busy and gets apps in for school soon, and financial aid. I really want and need to get back to school this fall. I want to finish my certification as a sign language interpreter and then start doing something I LOVE that won't destroy my body, like the work I have done for most of the last 16 years. Hopefully I can conquer my procrastination gene!