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Goals and giggles

Remember when I talked about the adult personality keeping us calm in traffic? I think that the overwhelming theme of that was to not take things personally. If someone cuts you off in traffic, the best thing to do is just slow down and make sure you have the room you need. However, the overwhelming reaction is to either A. honk on your horn, B. flip them off, or C. Tail them to show them that you were, in fact, driving in that spot they just decided to occupy with their obnoxious Hummer. I’m sure the majority of us out there would pick one (or all) of those three options, which is the problem. I used to almost always pick one of those, but now I’m trying to be the adult in the situation and just back off. I may shake my head or mutter some appropriate name for the driver, but once I’ve done that I try to let it go and continue with my (hopefully safe) driving.

I’ve gone about two weeks with this personal challenge, and while I haven’t always been faithful to it, I have noticed that the times when I keep my temper under control and just let things go, I’m happier. Traffic doesn’t seem as bad anymore. People around me seem to be adults too, letting people in and using their blinkers. Is it just that when I’m calm and adult-like I see the glass as half-full? Maybe. But I think this has been a huge lesson for me, and I hope to become even better at keeping my emotions checked when I’m on the road.

Since this has worked so well for my driving, I think I need to apply this idea of not taking things personally to all areas of my life. Did we have plans tonight? Are you not feeling well, don’t feel up to it, or having something else you have to do? I’m not going to take it personally, because really, what good does that do? Do you not like the restaurant that I’m addicted to? Seriously, that has nothing to do with me, and I won’t think of it that way. Dislike blue? Well, we may not pick out the same shirt color, but we can still be friends, right?

I’m hoping that if I’m diligent at applying this theory to many situations, my feelings won’t get hurt. I won’t be as paranoid as I can sometimes be. I won’t over analyze that conversation for the umpteenth time.

Now, this may make me oblivious in some situations. But right now, I’m ok with that. I want to see know what it feels like to not think the world is out to get me. I mean, how selfish is that? Yeah, I know I’m going to slip up, especially every 28 days or so. But dammit, I’m still going to try.

What about you? Have you had any life lessons lately?

By the way, I don’t know what the giggles part of the title is supposed to refer to. I just wanted to break up the Dr. Phil aspect of this post.

The post that was almost lost

I typed this post last night, fully intending to publish it. However, Time Warner’s internet connection decided to bail out on me at the last minute, and I didn’t feel much like trying to reconnect just to publish a few sentences. Now that I’m at work with a much better internet connection, I’ll try again.

Rebecca and Marci and I seem to get each other better than I thought we would when we first started hanging out. We love to get together and do so as often as we can, but we don’t take it personally if it turns out that plans don’t allow for hanging out (or if we just need a break from social life). I’m afraid that if I elaborate this’ll turn into a cheesy sounding post, since that’s just how I end up writing these kinds of things. I guess all I really want to say is that I hope we are able to stay friends even if life (or future jobs/schooling) gets in the way.

And it’s a good thing we’ve begun to exercise together, because I think our favorite shared hobby is eating good food.

No more prize

Well, I missed posting yesterday, and truth be told I’m not very sad about it. Sure I would have liked to have posted every day and possibly won a prize. But truly, this year’s NaBloPoMo just doesn’t have the same magic as last year’s. Maybe I just don’t have enough inspiration this year. Not sure. All I know is that missing yesterday didn’t make me sad or disappointed. It actually made me feel relieved. Odd, no?

Since I don’t know what to talk about, I’ll let the new kitteh in town do the work for me. Ella says, “tgn3bbb3 ˆ¨sdlll”

Right on, Ella.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Jared said I should try to shape this text like a turkey. However, I really don’t have enough words to fill a turkey. So all I’ll say is that I hope you’ve had a good day, and I hope you’re a Cowboys fan (because if you’re a Jets fan, your day was kind of sad).

Cat food

From the time I was a wee lass until the time I went off to big bad college, I had a cat. Sometimes they were family cats, sometimes they were more for me. Along with my parents, I’d feed them, give them water, change their litter box, and love them like nobody’s business (where did that phrase come from, by the way?).

It’s been 5 long, agonizing years since I’ve had a kitty around. But no more. Saturday night a kitty found my roommate/cousin, and we’ve been enamored every since. We’re going to do the nice thing and make sure she doesn’t belong to anyone else, but we’re keeping our fingers crossed that she truly was in need of rescue.

Because of the new kitty, we now have a new litter box, new food, new toys, etc. And after all this time I’d forgotten how nice the smell of cat food is.

Yes, dry cat food smell is one of my favorite smells. It brings back memories of Rocky, Morris, Evil, all those cats I’d scoop my hand in the cat food for. I never went so far as to try the food (has anyone? How does it taste?), but I have a knee-jerk reaction to breathe in a big gulp of air when I open the cat food.

Anyone else have a strange connection with food for animals?

Heartbreaking

Parents of MySpace hoax victim seek justice

Apologies to those who have seen this already and are tired of the story. I just can’t understand how people can do these things.