Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Something you never get compliments on.

That's easy.

Toe jam.

My sparkling floors.

Day 11 - Something people seem to compliment you the most on

My writing.  Which is always a surprise to me.  I want to be funny and I think I'm successful sometimes.  I try to be honest.  And I want to say something relevant (though often this blog simply acts as an electronic journal of sorts).

But it always surprising when people tell me they are excited to read my facebook posts or even this journal (but I need to work on updating on a more timely basis).

Day 10 - Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know

Goes to my irritation of the night.  A certain family member.  It's done. They have been let go.

Day 09 - Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.

A friend from high school.  We keep drifting into each other's lives, but it just doesn't  to want to be anything more than that.

I always regretted the friendship drifting as it did.  So I am grateful for what we have now, but I always wish there was a bit more....

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Day 08 - Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit

Her name was Cheryl.  We sat next to each other in 1st grade.  We had a project and she had just gotten a new box of crayons and was sharing them.  I used the yellow crayon and it broke.  I firmly believe it was one of those cases where the tip was already broken inside the wrapper, no way to know until you use it.

But, oh, did she make my life hell after that.  Threatened to beat me up almost daily for the rest of 1st grade.  I was so happy in 2nd grade when we were in different classes and she ultimately moved away.

Fast forward to 7th grade, now in middle school.  Guess who goes to my new middle school?  Yep, Cheryl.  It took her a few days to recognize me.  Needless to say, she never forgave me over that fucking yellow crayon.

I was very happy when we moved in the middle of 7th grade.

Of course, most of the 8th grade boys at the new school made my life a living hell for the rest of the year, so I'm really not sure what was worse.......

Day 07 - Someone who has made your life worth living for

I actually have a number of people that have made life worth living.  Gumby, of course.  Our kids, most obviously.

But during the dark times, it was a combination of my maternal Grandparents and my best friend's Mom.  My Grandparents always had my back during that time and I knew their house was safe from the madness.

My best friend's Mom for showing me life gets better.  For talking to me like a grown up and respecting my feelings, but also not being afraid of telling me to pull my head out of my ass.  For being that cool Mom.

We all understood the phrase, "everything in life is a choice".  But she really got me to understand circumstances do not make the person.  The choices that person makes is what makes them.  Good or bad.  Thankfully I've made *mostly* good choices.

Day 06 - Something you hope you never have to do

Really?  We're gonna go there, huh?

Bury either of my children.  Because no parent should have to do that.  Even the shitty parents.