Recently I found myself in a situation where I was with someone who I was only barely aquainted with. I don't consider myself a shy person but I think everyone in that situation thinks "what are we going to talk about?" And as time passed I realised that if there was going to be any conversation, I'd have to be the one making it.
As I learnt from The Brady Bunch, the best way to make people talk is to ask them questions about their favourite subject... themselves.. I started doing that but her answers were so abrupt I felt like I was prying even though I was only asking questions about her work. It's hard to converse when you don't get those same questions back!
But by the end of our time together she relaxed considerably and was talking a lot more freely. Later she thanked me over and over again for helping her out with something earlier that day.
So I'm glad I persisted in trying to talk to her. I felt like she thought I was prying but obviously she was just shy or perhaps reserved. Just goes to show, first impressions aren't always valid..
This is a quote from their website "This web site serves as an introduction and portal to four faithful ministries which are teaching that WE CAN KNOW from the Bible alone that the date of the rapture of believers will take place on May 21, 2011 and that God will destroy this world on October 21, 2011."
But I wonder if they've made preparations for the end of the world? Have they given up all their money and possessions? After all, after May 22ND they won't be needing it anymore...
You see it's funny, until you see the reality of the situation. If these people really truly believe it (and you can bet they probably do if they've spent all they have on getting the message out there) what is going to happen to them when they discover they're still here on May 22ND? Will they feel betrayed? Will they think they weren't worthy of the rapture and look ahead to the end of the world in October?
My guess is they'll quickly make up a reason and change the date... and continue on as if plan B was the original plan in the first place.
Ok so she's thin, she puts on weight, she takes it off, she walks around in a bikini (with a sarong) on Oprah, she puts on weight, she takes it off... I mean please! Give the woman a break!
Some of us have a harder time when it comes to weight and weight related issues. I count myself in that group.
Can you imagine if you're Kirstie Alley, battling through food addiction and weight fluctuations, the same fluctuations that a lot of us face in life, but having it portrayed for the world to see?
Can you imagine your image being plastered out there to the world every time you decided to have a piece of cake? Doesn't matter if that was your first piece in months, the world is going to judge you for it!
The poor girl has to justify herself every time she's caught eating something caloric. She's asked about her weight all the time. Really it's not the only thing she's known for! Can we get off this food thing already? We get it! She has a problem with food! So leave the poor girl alone because she has a mirror! She knows! She doesn't need for it to be brought up and rubbed in her face continually.
The final straw for me came this week when it was reported she was only having 150 calories a day while on the "Dancing with the Stars" and had collapsed on stage... the next day, there's an article saying "Kirsty Alley Eats"
Are you kidding me?? This is news?
She must be a pretty strong person because I can tell you if it were me, I would have gone into hiding by now!
All I'm saying is we all have things we have to work on. Lets leave the non important stuff and for god sakes, lets work on ourselves instead of picking on others no matter how much easier and comfortable that is to do...
It's amazing what can go through your mind in the wee hours of the morning. At times I've created songs or paragraphs of prose that I swore were brilliant. I would wake up cursing myself that I hadn't recorded this wonderful creativity.
I decided to put this to the test and kept a pad by my bedside so I could record this brilliance and discovered that my self assessment wasn't so accurate in the cold hard light of day.
Similarly, I've made a decision to do this or that as I'm tossing and turning at 4am. It seems like such a good idea at the time and I can hardly wait to get up so I can carry out whatever it is that's come into my head to do... Write this person an email, send this acquaintance a card to cheer them up, call or text someone who might not be expecting it...
By the time I'm up and dressed I realise that the great idea may not be so great after all and may have even caused a whole lot of problems if I'd carried it out! Please don't tell me this only happens to me...
I've had a lot of trouble sleeping lately so I've had the chance to see this phenomenon in action...
I now know not to act on any half asleep thoughts until my mind and body are in sync.
Although I have to say I was a lot happier when I thought I was a brilliant composer without having to provide the evidence!!!
4 YEARS OF AGE - My Mummy can do anything! 8 YEARS OF AGE - My Mum knows a lot! A whole lot! 12 YEARS OF AGE - My Mother doesn't really know quite everything. 14 YEARS OF AGE - Naturally, Mother doesn't know that, either. 16 YEARS OF AGE - Mother? She's hopelessly old-fashioned. 18 YEARS OF AGE - That old woman? She's way out of date! 25 YEARS OF AGE - Well, she might know a little bit about it! 35 YEARS OF AGE - Before we decide, let's get Mum's opinion. 45 YEAR S OF AGE - Wonder what Mum would have thought about it? 65 YEARS OF AGE - Wish I could talk it over with Mum.
Last last year, Master Fifteen had the misfortune of leaving his laptop on the school bus.
Fortunately for him, it was found by an honest student who took it home, and together with her father, worked out who it belonged to and contacted us.
I went to their place the following morning with Master Fifteen and a box of chocolates to thank them. They were really very nice people..
Today, I got a text from Miss Sixteen to say that Master Fifteen had left his mobile phone on the bus and they only realised it when they got off... I tried calling the phone a few times but there was no answer. Master Fifteen later told me he'd had the phone on silent.
So I texted the phone to say if anyone found it, could they please call me.
It's not a special phone but people do like the "finders keepers" rule so I didn't have high expectations of getting it back...
Later that night I got a phone call from an unknown number and almost immediately recognised the voice.
He started to tell me his daughter had found a phone on the bus...
All I could think was "please don't let him ask my name or Master Fifteen's name" but he did.... and then he said "Was that the same person who left a laptop on the bus a little while ago?"
Yesiree... same boy...
We arranged for his daughter (who found the phone... the same girl who'd found the laptop) to bring the phone to student reception tomorrow and Master Fifteen will pick it up from there. The voice added "I think I'll put it in an envelope, along with a staple gun so he doesn't forget his things anymore"
Oh, it was embarrassing...
But they are really nice people...
Even so, please Master Fifteen, NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!