Soo i could not go without sharing this little bit of fun i had the other night. If it bores you i apologize. Really I'm only writing it out for my little sisters. To follow will be a series of texts i received and sent two nights ago...and might i add that I am so glad texting was not around when i was dating....
Jodarryl: Hello pretty lady
me: Who's the pretty lady?
Jodarryl:You're a R
me: RA?? Rheumatoid Arthritis? Rental Agreement?
Jodarryl: like rhiannon actually. or rhiannamorph!
me: umm....the horse goddess?
Jodarryl: nahh the dinosaur. anyway ima bring some mike & ikes we can eat mike & ikes and drink sprite. then we can drive around for a bit.
me:hmmm but you don't know where i live...
Jodarryl: sure across the street from sawyer. it's not too far from my place. ill pick you up and we can cruise around and eat that candy should be fun :)
me: umm i'm 29.....i think you might have the wrong #
Jodarryl: dang you got old fast since i went to alaska!
me:29 is so not old RUDE!!
Jodarryl: no its not. but you were 16 when i left.
me: hmm not unless you went to alaska in 1996
Jodarryl: nahh i must have been given the wrong number xD da** i thought i was just f****** with my friend. i sincerely apologize maam.
me: hey no problem...just keep your nose clean ;o)
Jodarryl: haha i honestly have no idea what that means :(
me: it means stay outta trouble
Jodarryl: ahh i don't do a very good job at that haha but what's your name? you seem nice
me: wait wait how old r u?
Jodarryl: im 17 y?
me: i gotta go but you have fun with your sprite and mike and ikes!
Jodarryl: haha whats your name?
me:is yours larz?
Jodarryl: nahh but i know a larz. im jodarryl
me: hmmm well i googled this number and saw it was a Larz..(he listed the # on his "myspace")
Jodarryl: haha no maam thats one of my best friends nickname tho. im guessing you're not
going to tell me your name. am i right?
me: if i was 17 and single......i'd think about it...Sorry
Jodarryl: OUCH haha i understand
Well not that it matters that it's Friday but I wanted to share with you my new favorite Christmas book
It's not ALL OF the other reindeerit's OLIVE the other reindeer!!
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Since the end of a six year long friendship and after much thought and discussion I have come to the realization that the majority of us are far to negative. Now with out going into to much detail I want you to know how and why "I" think things went so wrong.
I had my feelings hurt by this friend a few different times but all right in a row. So I decided to write a letter to this friend, read it to my husband who then said "i really don't think you should send it" but what did i do....i sent it anyway. My way of rationalizing it was that I needed her to know how "I" was feeling, and that hopefully she could and would tell me why "I" shouldn't feel that way. That what "I" was seeing and then feeling was not how things really were.
This is not what i got. What i got was the "silent treatment" and a now former friend who is now more self-conscious around others then she was before, alienating most everyone from her.
Daddy and I have talked about how things have gone and I've only heard "I told you so" a couple of times. I've sat and tried to decide if I had it to do over again...what would i do differently. I think the most profound thing Daddy said was "is what you did SELFLESS or SELFISH".... It was obviously selfish. I was more worried about "ME" and the "NEGATIVE" things i was seeing and feeling. That was the reason for the failed relationship.
I was reminded today of story and although it's between a husband and wife i think it can most definitely be applied to any relationship.
As a young wife, I learned that the taste of marriage could be sweeter if I didn’t focus on my husband’s faults.
My husband and I had been married about two years—just long enough for me to realize that he was a normal man rather than a knight on a white charger—when I read a magazine article recommending that married couples schedule regular talks to discuss, truthfully and candidly, the habits or mannerisms they find annoying in each other. The theory was that if the partners knew of such annoyances, they could correct them before resentful feelings developed.
It made sense to me. I talked with my husband about the idea. After some hesitation, he agreed to give it a try.
As I recall, we were to name five things we found annoying, and I started off. After more than fifty years, I remember only my first complaint: grapefruit. I told him that I didn’t like the way he ate grapefruit. He peeled it and ate it like an orange! Nobody else I knew ate grapefruit like that. Could a girl be expected to spend a lifetime, and even eternity, watching her husband eat grapefruit like an orange? Although I have forgotten them, I’m sure the rest of my complaints were similar.
After I finished, it was his turn to tell the things he disliked about me. Though it has been more than half a century, I still carry a mental image of my husband’s handsome young face as he gathered his brows together in a thoughtful, puzzled frown and then looked at me with his large blue-gray eyes and said, “Well, to tell the truth, I can’t think of anything I don’t like about you, Honey.”
Gasp.
I quickly turned my back, because I didn’t know how to explain the tears that had filled my eyes and were running down my face. I had found fault with him over such trivial things as the way he ate grapefruit, while he hadn’t even noticed any of my peculiar and no doubt annoying ways.
I wish I could say that this experience completely cured me of fault finding. It didn’t. But it did make me aware early in my marriage that husbands and wives need to keep in perspective, and usually ignore, the small differences in their habits and personalities. Whenever I hear of married couples being incompatible, I always wonder if they are suffering from what I now call the Grapefruit Syndrome.
My husband and I had been married about two years—just long enough for me to realize that he was a normal man rather than a knight on a white charger—when I read a magazine article recommending that married couples schedule regular talks to discuss, truthfully and candidly, the habits or mannerisms they find annoying in each other. The theory was that if the partners knew of such annoyances, they could correct them before resentful feelings developed.
It made sense to me. I talked with my husband about the idea. After some hesitation, he agreed to give it a try.
As I recall, we were to name five things we found annoying, and I started off. After more than fifty years, I remember only my first complaint: grapefruit. I told him that I didn’t like the way he ate grapefruit. He peeled it and ate it like an orange! Nobody else I knew ate grapefruit like that. Could a girl be expected to spend a lifetime, and even eternity, watching her husband eat grapefruit like an orange? Although I have forgotten them, I’m sure the rest of my complaints were similar.
After I finished, it was his turn to tell the things he disliked about me. Though it has been more than half a century, I still carry a mental image of my husband’s handsome young face as he gathered his brows together in a thoughtful, puzzled frown and then looked at me with his large blue-gray eyes and said, “Well, to tell the truth, I can’t think of anything I don’t like about you, Honey.”
Gasp.
I quickly turned my back, because I didn’t know how to explain the tears that had filled my eyes and were running down my face. I had found fault with him over such trivial things as the way he ate grapefruit, while he hadn’t even noticed any of my peculiar and no doubt annoying ways.
I wish I could say that this experience completely cured me of fault finding. It didn’t. But it did make me aware early in my marriage that husbands and wives need to keep in perspective, and usually ignore, the small differences in their habits and personalities. Whenever I hear of married couples being incompatible, I always wonder if they are suffering from what I now call the Grapefruit Syndrome.
Lola B. Walters, “The Grapefruit Syndrome,” Ensign, Apr 1993, 13
I have learned that what "I" feel is never more important then how "I" make other people feel. That always looking for the positive will keep me from seeing the bad. If we all lived this way day in day out how much better the world would be. To my former friend I will forever be sorry and am very grateful for the wonderful husband I have.
my favorite picture from our trip
Daddy on 007. This was a big horse....then daddy got on him and he didn't look so big anymore..
I know I know i'm long over due...leave me alone..i mean read this then leave me alone....j/k
Look at this lady
Love her! Ms. Paula Deen!! I want to share with you something I learned this last week and here's the story:
Two women who were the best of friends worked at a spa in Hawaii as the cooks. To them there was no greater job in the world! Cooking good healthy food that everyone loved AND living and playing in the most beautiful place on the Earth what could be better? Well one day these lovely ladies got in an argument over something stupid...but still had to do their job together in the kitchen. Feisty as they were to one another they got the food done and on the table. Story over? No, cause what happened was that every person that ate the food got heartburn. Why? well maybe the food was spicy, maybe they all had a little extra stress going on, or maybe, just maybe the bad attitude of the two lovely ladies rubbed off on the food.
I was sharing this story with a friend and she told me that she knew that Native Americans have the belief that the person preparing the food would mold the behavior of those they cooked for. So the moral of the story? Be HAPPY when you cook! Know that your making healthy meals for your family and not only feeding their bodies but their spirits too!
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