Fabulous Friday

This has been a particularly difficult week. Which is strange – because I had an expectation that this week was going to be pretty good.

I guess that is what I get for thinking.

However – it’s Friday and Fridays call for relaxation and reflection. Right? No? Well – they do for ME and that’s what matters. ( the world does revolve around ME. I know you thought it revolved around YOU – but the truth is it revolves around ME!) LOL

So – Relaxation: Fridays are relaxing for me because they are slow days at work. My phone at work doesn’t ring as much on Fridays, and there are a lot of people that don’t work on Fridays so it’s a little quieter around work. That’s a nice way to relax. Without the hustle bustle of the normal work day.

Reflection: I have had things said to me, and about me this week that are going to stick in my craw for a very long time. I have always tried to be helpful and friendly, reliable and trustworthy. I never thought of myself as better than I am ( and frankly have been accused of not giving myself ENOUGH credit) – or at least I didn’t think I carried myself that way – and yet, somehow someone thinks I value myself more than I deserve. I don’t understand it. I can only hope – beyond hope – that some day that will be all cleared up.

This is a rambling, un-interesting post. I know that – and I am sorry for that. I guess I’m just so . . . ready for the weekend.

I hope you have a fantastic weekend.

Thursday Thoughts

I have a friend who is suffering. I don’t quite know what to do to help her. I pray. But I’m talking about something more tangible than that. I think she knows I love her, I think she knows I support her. I hope she knows. I don’t think there is anything in the world that hurts more than feeling totally alone. I know that in her suffering and in her pain, she feels alone. She feels that people don’t understand her, that she is carrying her burden with little or no help from anyone else, and that it is a never ending – up hill – battle. I know that no one reads this but me…but if you happen to stumble on this little corner of mine – take a moment and pray for my friend.

On to the next thought.

I am not what you would call a “foodie” I don’t think. That being said, if you could see me you would know that clearly I LOVE food. I do –however- have a few food “quirks”.

*Let’s start with my biggest food pet-peeve. I don’t want my food to touch on my plate. It makes me sick and I can’t eat it. My husband even bought me some divided plates because I will absolutely not eat food that has touched each other that shouldn't have. For instance – gravy belongs on potatoes, but if you have potatoes with gravy on a plate with veggies and a meat – none of it better be touching. Unless of course the veggie is corn. Corn gets in potatoes and gravy. . . . I’m all for that.

*Ketchup is for onion rings, French fries, and fried potatoes with onions. It must never be put on some poor unsuspecting piece of meat, a hot dog, hamburger or (gag) eggs. Ketchup is evil and must be destroyed.

*Food should be enjoyed at the temperature it was intended. If something is supposed to be served hot, then by GUM it should be served molten lava HOT. On the same hand – if something is supposed to be served cold – then it better be bone chillin’ cold. Do not serve me something that is room temperature if there is an expectation of HOT or COLD.

*White Castle is evil and must be destroyed. Need I say more? Really? Okay – then here’s the deal…hamburgers are supposed to be grilled or cooked on/ in a hot surface. ( ie: a pan or electric skillet etc) They are not supposed to be steamed. Further – nasty stinky re hydrated onions are nasty and stinky. They don’t deserve to be consumed by anything other than a garbage disposal.

*Really I could go on and on I suppose, but we’ll stop there. I will probably be able to come up with lots more another time. But at the moment – I’m hungry and need to get a move on. Oh except one more thing. Milk is evil and must be destroyed. It makes me gag. Literally.

So – ehm – what other random thought do I have? Oh yes. I have learned today that no matter how much you think you know someone; they will always do something to surprise you. In my case it isn’t necessarily such a good thing. I have had a “funny” feeling at work from a couple of people. Nothing I could really put my finger on – just felt….odd. I hate when the way you find out is to OVERHEAR them say something that is just plain not nice. Let’s put it this way – I don’t know who my friends are at work. I thought I did…now I’m sure – no no- not sure…POSITIVE that I don’t know who is.

And that’s where I’ll end. For today.

Just Once

Just once, I would like it to be about me.

Just once.

It's so frustrating to try and tell a story, have an opinion or make an observation when someone butts in to the conversation and somehow, some way - makes it about them.

I have a friend who I love dearly, don't know what I would do without who does this on a very regular basis. No matter what I say, no matter what the conversation is about, this person talks over me, adds their two cents ( or actually most of the time its more like 2 bucks), one ups me, or makes it some how about them. It makes me feel like my opinion doesn't matter. Or more correctly- makes me feel like I don't matter.

Maybe I don't. Maybe I'm not considered as good a friend as I had hoped. I don't know. But just once, I would love for it to be about me.

Just once.