“Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.” - Buddha…
from the grandma on the ex’s side of the family–the nutty ones. at least, this is my interpretation.
GM–”Why does she wear her hair like that?” No doubt said with a scrunched up face; referring to the current pink and purple. It’s beautiful, by the way!
Monkey–”She likes it that way. She sees it as a way to express…her, uh….eccentricity.”
GM–”Doesn’t she know how old she is?!”
Monkey–”I think she’s aware of it, yeah.”
Scandalous, huh? Snort!  :twisted:Â
She’s getting ready to go out, and keeps checking the hair in the mirror.
“You’re preening.” I accuse. “Stop preening.”
“I am not! I don’t ‘preen.’” She acts surer of herself than she really is.
“Of course you’re preening. Primping. Fussing with your hair, looking in the mirror every two seconds…” I get one of my infamous flashes. “In fact, you have a scale for ‘good hair days,’ don’t you? You rate your hair day on a scale from one to ten!” I laugh at the realization. “And today is an 8, isn’t it?”
She denies it and chuckles nervously, but looks so busted it’s not even funny.
“Oh my God! You do! And it is an eight, isn’t it?”
“Shut up. I do not.” She still looks busted. “Don’t be a bitch.”
“Oh, whatever. That’s just what you say when I’m right.”
She doesn’t argue. I am right. Of course.
I was given a gift of oracle cards, and it had a little message card in it:
“Persistence–Being persistent is waaaaay more important thant being perfect. Being perfect doesn’t make you an amaing person…learning from your mistakes and persisting forward does.”
And the card instructed: “Good karma begets good karma begets good karma. So be sure to be giving this card away withing 24-48 hours to keep the begetting going. Merci!”
I decided to share the message with you dixiblog readers instead of sending out a “chain” quote card. Consider yourselves begat.
Recently, I have a new favorite parenting line.
“Well…I’m sure you’ll figure that out,” I say. It’s great! Or sometimes, I change the wording around a little–”Gee. I’m glad I don’t have to deal with that.”
[Snort!] I have yet to say it without a smile on my face. (more…)
Today’s thought: If everybody likes you, you’re doing something wrong.
Because it means you’re probably not authentically being yourself. If you are being your true self, you will “fit” with some people, and not with others. And that’s exactly the way it should be.
A parent is someone with more love than sense. –Me
We’re in the grocery store, doing a shitload of shopping. She starts to complain about getting tired.
“What? You’re tired? Please, kid. You’re young! You should be running circles around my 41-year-old ass. Or forty-wonderful, as my friend Em says.”
“She really says that? She said forty-wonderful?”
“Yeah! I think it’s great! Don’t you?” A flash her a big smile.
She sighs. “Forget it, Mom. There’s just no point….” I’m laughing now. She shakes her head and says, “You’re an odd duck.”
I quack. Then we decide where to get lunch.
“I think you should take off work early and smoke some pot.”
“It’s fun living on the edge, until you fall off.” -My husband