I know that the best way to get out of a bad mood is to not dwell on the bad stuff but focus on the good stuff.
So.... I am posting another rose picture. Which is always good.
And a photo of a few little Valentines a certain Little Miss Cupid decided to hide after seeing a few hidden for Papa.
That sure was a cute surprise.
Yep. I am going to focus on those wonderfully sweet, beautiful parts of my life because I know that THAT is what a wise person would do.
Not to mention I have always been adamently opposed to sharing my REAL life with everyone...you know, good AND bad, praiseworthy and scornworthy. After all, I wouldn't want my image tainted with little, worthless little tidbits like, say I don't always react appropriately to situations, there are days that I feel like I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS, and the house has fallen to pieces and I don't GIVE A CARE!!!!
I would never dream of bringing THOSE things up...I don't want my image tainted with a silly little notion called REALITY.
So, it would be just plain STUPID of me to tell you that:
~The dollhouse tipped over today because Matt and I were too lazy to brace it to the wall. (Thankfully, no one was injured, flesh or plastic.)
And I would never admit that:
~Since we don't have storage, I had to move all of our ugly, hideous, terrible boxes of STUFF away from the wall to make room for the dollhouse to be put against it. It had to be organized and sorted through. "We've been here almost 2 years and it needed to get done anyway," I thought. Stupid me. Now the basement is a DISASTER and a half.
I wouldn't dream of sharing the almost two-years worth of bugs, spiderwebs, and, oh-yes, a DEAD MOUSE I found behind the piles of boxes. Ugh. Imagine what that would do to my reputation if THAT got out.
Nor would I admit to being SO frustrated at the bleak outlook of today, that when I discovered the ONLY thing I looked forward to (leftover pizza to eat for lunch) had been taken by my dear, sweet, selfish, pizza-theiving husband to his work, that I cried and stewed over it for an hour...and then called him there just to get it off my chest. He laughed...chops probably full of half-masticated pepperoni and delicious crust.
Nope. I would never DREAM of doing that to my image.
11 comments:
Oh my dear, sweet, wonderful, beautiful, more inspiring to me than you will EVER know, friend-from-far-away.
I just had a wonderful little pitty party for myself just two days ago.
And I would never tell you that I actually HID the leftovers from last night (that I wanted for lunch today) from hubby. Forgot about them--- and made chicken salad. It's hard for me to picture God up in heaven shaking His head at me.
I sure am thankful for you!
He hated the note on the mirror. It was just too much, Rebecca. THAT'S why he took the pizza. It MUST be it. (All said with a sarcastic voice, in case you didn't hear the tone in there!)
I hope that your day gets better friend. We were all getting jealous anyway...
Oh! And I'm so frustrated with my camera that it's hard for me to be thankful for what a wonderful gift it was and how much it probably cost. Selfish. Selfish. Selfish.
I don't want to use flash because it makes the pictures all the wrong color and catches all the dust particals in the air. So I discovered the joy of not using the flash, yippee. Wait! Don't get excited, I remind myself. Since I don't use the flash the camera can't capture a picture without blurring it. I've tried everything...ISO, Digital Zoom...and still can't figure it out. Operator error?????
Frustrated,
Jean Marie
LOL! I would never ever tell you that as I'm sitting here typing I can actually see an inch of dust under the computer. Nor that my wonderfully romantic evening with my husband was permeated with the smell of dead mouse coming from somewhere in our bedroom closet! I think he's in the wall.
Thank you for sharing your reality with us all. It's so easy to paint a wonderful picture when no one can see. We all have days like that.
Terri
I've only read a few of your posts but had decided you must be a real, live Martha Stewart, Jr. Thankfully, you are real. :) Whew!
Anna (friend of the Bibbys)
Glad to read that someone else in Blogosphere takes their leftover lunches seriously :-)
Nothing worse than someone else getting to it first! Put a mouse trap on top of the pizza next time :-)
Hope that tomorrow is a better day. So comforting to know that others have "those" days too.
You've given me a smile to start off my day!
Cheers, Wilm in NZ
We LOVE that you are real! Hope you have a great weekend!
P.S. Remind me to tell you the story about how Tim ate my restaurant leftovers~that I was saving~ when I was in the hospital giving birth to his first son!
We ALL have those days, but at least you have the ability to tease and realize that it's all part of life. Tomorrow iwll be better! :o)
I agree...put a mouse trap on the pizza, or hide it in the back of the fridge under something NOONE wants to eat!
Blessings- Andie
PS-thanks for the support on my blog...I really appreciate it!
LOL...you sound like EVERYONE ELSE out there...at least the honest ones!!!
And don't worry about the dead mouse. I find dead mice on my front steps all the time. My cats leave them there to say "I love you." Not quite as nice as Valentine's Day roses, but the sentiment is sincere!
While the post was great, it was the picture... the picture that shows your basement looking EXACTLY like mine (well, except for the vacuum, at least YOU have a vacuum there) that made me smile and realize that I am not alone. You have no idea how encouraging this post was. Thank you Rebecca.
Hope you are feeling better soon Rebecca...don't worry so much about what people think about you..those that truly know you know that your image is exactly what you portray it to be...I am not able to read the blogs everyday, so I did not read if someone left you a nastygram. May your day go better, and your fridge be full of leftovers...Ha!
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