Friday, October 29, 2004
Weep Or Win!
Sweet Thing aka Cindyisms was up to visit on Wednesday and we figured out her knitted hat problem (kinda). She is using a round hand loom to make hats and the directions aren’t real clear on how to do certain things so we winged it!!
It is always a joy to spend time with her. We worked on printing out some templates from Microsoft.com. She showed me a few things she had learned in her computer class. ( I’m getting jealous). But mostly it was ‘good friend’ talk.
That was why I was surprised to find this in the mail today. 
I thought I would send it along to you!
On the bright side, I guess, it will be all over but the shouting on November the 3rd! Then we will weep or win!!
“Small Stuff”
Raining today! Gray, cold, depressing but what do you expect? This is Michigan on the ‘eve’ of November. I want dry, sunshine, uplifting weather!
I am so tired of election ranting--the fact that I must choose the lesser of two evils. Nooo! I want a better choice! I want someone who won’t try scare tatics and half-truth to win support. I want someone that talks about tomorrow’s problems not who did or didn’t fight before. Not he didn’t vote for this or that with no reason why. Was there an amendment or a ‘pork barrel’ tacked on it that had nothing to do with the original meaning of the puposed law? They don’t tell me that. Only that he voted againist it.
I want to stop feeling defensive around my hubby. I guess the togetherness kind of tears up the nice feelings. You forget that you love someone when day after day you don’t park the truck right on the first attempt. When you try to correct it the response is, “ It’s the same as before” or another lesson or worse still just a snicker. If you ask what is wrong the look is like you should know. When you hold an item in front of him to determine what to do with it and he responds with what is it without even looking at it first. Of course I get pissed--pay attention to the item or me so I don’t have to explain what you can plainly see. I want to show love not dissension.
I want to ask for a deposit to the checking account without feeling like I’m taking the food off the table. I don’t want to feel like I have to beg for every penny and then feel lucky because I get it. I know he doesn’t mean to make me feel this way--but he does and after 30 years I’m not going to change it.
Then something like this shows up in the shopping cart at checkout--
And I know he loves me and everything else is the ‘small stuff’!
