A Different Direction

On Wednesday, I had an idea for a REALLY interesting post about what should and should not be joked about.  I have a pretty broad sense of humor, so there aren’t too many things that are safe in my mind, but there are a few. 

Well, on Wednesday night, the event that sparked the post in the first place sort of dissipated.  So, now I am not going to write the post.  What I want to write about is jumping the gun.

We all have a tendency when it comes to one thing or another to get the cart in front of the horse.  We assume too much about a situation that we know little about.  I am usually pretty good about NOT doing this, but some things just can’t be jokes to me.

The situation in question ended up not even being a situation…even though I had formulated a whole TERRIBLE scenario in my head.  I must admit that my imagination got the best of me.  When I told a friend the whole story, she laughed at me and, in so many words, told me that I was crazy…which I now agree with.

Why am I even writing this?  As a reminder…mostly to myself.  Think before I assume.  Think about what people are and are not capable of…and think of the repercussions of my actions as I formulate these almost implausible situations.  Just. Think. About. It.

The road to ruin is long and windy.

The English language sure is stupid.  In that title, I mean that the road is long and windy…as in twisty and turny.  NOT as in breezy or with air blowing around.  I always thought those two words should be spelled differently.  But who am I??  Just a language critic, I guess.  Homonyms are just another way for “the man” to confuse people.  Imagine the confusion if you were unaware of who The Beatles are and you saw the song title The Long and Winding Road.  You may or may not think that the road was long and breezy.  Right?  Okay, probably not.  I personally think that the song should be called The Long-Winded Road.  Or, as husband and I say, The Long and Boring Song.  Husband is a Beatles fanatic, but even he thinks that song blows…you know, like the WIND blows.  Perverts.

But I digress.

I wonder what it’s like being on a road to ruin and not even really knowing it.  It must be tormenting…or not, because I wouldn’t know I was on the road…as I said in that sentence. (c’mon, lady…get it together.  you’re losing them).  I personally don’t feel that the road I am on leads to ruin.  I *try* to lead a healthy, happy, fairly stress-free life.  I *try* and treat people the way I’d like to be treated.  I feel like I do what I’m expected to do *most* of the time.  I do screw up…I am a stupid human, you know.  I just can’t imagine living my life in a manner that pretty much guarantees the severity of my ultimate demise…and a very lengthy and painful demise.

I also wonder if the road to ruin is like an evildoer’s descent into hell.  Said evildoer must have had some idea that he would NOT be going to heaven or whatever is the opposite of the fiery depths of hell.  Didn’t he?  Did he have a moment of epiphany when he realized that he was descending instead of ascending?  Did he think that despite all of the horrible things he did, how he treated people that he called family and friends, how he presented himself to complete strangers…did he think that despite all of that…um…JACKASSNESS…that things would just be forgiven and all would be well?  Yikes.  I’d hate to be in that situation.  THAT much forgiveness is just so much to ask of so many people.

Maybe we all really do have only one judge.  And hopefully all of those people that said evildoer screwed over the years don’t end up on the jury.  In that case, I only have one cliche to offer:  Payback’s a bitch.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Sweetness!

I love you more than I could ever promise.

 

15 Things Unsaid

As I read blogs today, I came across an entry that Nicole wrote called “Things Unsaid.”  I believe that the original idea came from Bright Yellow World, which I’ve never read before, but I may begin reading.  Here is the basic premise from Nicole:

“The basic idea is to make a list of things you haven’t said to random people in your life-whether it be from childhood, grade school, high school, college or the present. That’s it. No further commentary, no explanation, no details. Some things might have been better said, some things better left unsaid.”

 So, here goes:

1.  I never helped you again because when I tried to help you, you called me rude and stood in a line of 4 people instead of coming to my register.

2.  Everytime I think of you and how you seem to have every material thing that anyone could ever want and how you never receive consequences for your abominable actions, I remember that Karma works in mysterious ways…deep down, you must be so effin’ miserable.  How does THAT feel?

3.  I am sorry that you will never be able to have a healthy relationship because of your mother.  She will sabotage everything you try to achieve.  I’m sure you’re learning that now.

4.  Grow. A. Pair.  You do NOT have to be his LITERAL right-hand man.  You’re better than that and you know it.  If only you’d man up.

5.  I’m sorry I blamed you for everything for so very long.

6.  I’m sorry that I hurt you, but I’m not sorry that we aren’t friends anymore.  When I tried over and over again to make things right between us, you showed me who you really are…and I don’t like that person.

7.  I will never understand why you continue to deal with his shit when you know AND everyone else knows that you would be better off without him.

8.  People are taking advantage of you.  Wake up and put a stop to it before you lose ALL of your self-respect.

9.  I DON’T need your help with EVERYthing.  I am a capable person…probably more so than you.

10.  Grow up and be an adult.  It won’t be easy, but you will find so much more there than you’re finding where you are.

11.  If you don’t slow down, the consequences will be fatal.  Think of how that will affect everyone around you.  Is it worth it?

12.  I don’t care.  I will never care no matter how many times you tell me.

13.  I wish we were closer, but you won’t let that happen.  Why?

14.  Waiting for Mr./Ms. Perfect is a waste of time.  Look in the mirror…what Mr./Ms. Perfect would want a flawed individual such as yourself?  Think realistically.

15.  Jealousy doesn’t suit you well.  In fact, it brings out a side of you that I don’t care to associate with.

 Holy CRAP that was awesome!!  Most of those are from YEARS ago, but that was very cathartic!  I will be revisiting this again.  Feel free to do this on your blog or in the comments section.  Happy Unsaying!!

The best things in life are free…

…but you can give them to the birds and the bees.  I want that money!!

I’ve been thinking about money ALOT lately.  Probably because we now have a little one on the way and I have the motherly, or whatever, instinct to prepare things before that happens.  I want to put us in a financial situation that is beneficial instead of detrimental.

 We aren’t in a detrimental situation as of now…and it would take one hell of a setback to cause that.  We don’t have an exorbitant amount of credit card debt.  Most of what we owe is stuff I’ve financed for zero percent interest for a few years.  And I’m most excellent at paying that stuff off.  I’ve never defaulted on a zero percent interest debt and I don’t plan on doing it now. 

I love shiny red apples.  Love them!  And, unfortunately, I used that shiny red apple logic when we bought our shiny red Trailblazer.  It was used, but in EXCELLENT condition.  Not a thing wrong with it.  Looked brand new.  Smelled brand new.  But…we got snowed.  It was our first time buying a car as a married couple.  I drove my truck from the day I turned 16 until the day after Thanksgiving of 2006.  Chris drove used cars that were bought with the help of his parents and then he drove the stupid Taurus that came from his dad.  It was truly our first time going out to buy a car from a dealer.

It was a learning experience.  We paid too much for the car.  The interest rate on our used car loan is OUTRAGEOUS!!  And now I really despise car salesmen and loan officers. 

Home equity seems to be the way to go.  We haven’t used ANY credit cards in over a year.  Our savings account is adequate.  We pay our bills on time, everytime.  We are in quite a nice situation.  I just don’t want to pay the interest on our car…or on the two credit card balances we have.

What a decision this is!!  I really feel like a grown-up here and I don’t think I like it.  Being an adult is full of decisions like this one…and they suck.  I long for the days when my most difficult decision was if I should wear my Eastlands with the curly laces or my FILA tennis shoes with my green IOU sweatshirt.  And now that I’ve typed that, I regret it.  I do NOT want to go back to junior high…EVER!!  I would just rather have to make bad fashion decisions than good financial ones.  YUCK!