Happy Mothers Day! Happy Mothers Day!
That's whats posted everywhere. All over Facebook, All over My Space, and even television station websites. So I guess I need to say Happy Mothers Day to myself. I personally think it is over rated. Fathers Day is over rated. Grandparents Day, Administrative Specialist Day, Bosses Day, Valentines Day, and any other day that celebrates the person except the all important Birth Day.
I think I will start just being a Debbie Downer (from Saturday Night Live). Or just be a Grinch. I know, I know, I am just being a tad bit over zealous. Yesterday my husband did take me out for lunch at the Western Sizzler in Benton. And then we stopped at a flea market where I got me some sneakers. Not just any old sneakers, these are the Shape Ups. But, of course, they are used but they fit me. Some people say they wouldn't buy used sneakers because they have a fear of putting their feet where others have walked.
But I say, "Whatever. They are just shoes. It's not a pair of underwear with stains or a bra that is all stretched out, for goodness sakes!"
And I got this practically brand new pair for $9.99 plus tax. Can you beat that?
I think that it wasn't to much to ask my husband to buy me this pair of shoes even if it meant sacrificing for the next two weeks but then again, I could have done without them. After taking our little trip to Benton to talk to a guy about getting a mobile home, we went and mowed our yard with our (finally paid for) riding lawn mower.
We were going to go to Clayton Mobile Homes to get a mobile home but the guy who was helping us moved on to bigger and better things (as they say when someone leaves and are are happy about them being gone.) So we went to another place and I think it will work out.
But now to change the subject a little. I went to the grocery story this evening and as I came out, I saw a co-worker. She is an older lady but in very good spirits and health. This was the first time I saw her away from work. She is a very sweet lady and she knows a lot about stuff in general. I am usually the type of person who, when faced with the possibility of seeing and talking to someone from work, (school, etc.) I would avoid, avoid, avoid. I keep my personal life separate from work.
This blog is a transition for me to let someone who would be from school, work, etc. to get to know me personally without all the embarrassment I would otherwise feel. I was always like this and I don't know any other way of life. In school, you may have seen me as quiet, reserve, smart and modest. But at home, I could talk your ear off, put my little brother and his friends in their place and did stupid stuff only my dear older sister could point out. So here I am, talking with this lady from work and I actually felt at ease with her. I feel I have come quite a long ways from those awkward school days. I think it has a lot to do with getting older and not caring quite so much as to what others think of me. Although I did hold back when a former school mate, whom I didn't know very well, came back to work at my place of employment. She used to work there and everybody knew her. I still find myself holding back from becoming friends with her because we really weren't friends in school. When I have talked to her, I forced myself and if I see her again I will probably do the same just to be friendly and let her know I care about what's going on in her life with the problems she is having.
So I guess all this is what makes me different from everybody else.
I do things backwards
. I see things differently.