these days i feel like i'm walking through water. it's as if i can see clearly but i'm just fighting that resistance to get where i'm going. there is much going on in my head, many of which i cannot articulate well, despite my previous entry about using our words as expressions of ourselves.
this past weekend was the hosting of a bridal shower for deena. it all went off well & she had a beautiful time, which is important. unfortunately since she came in from out of town she had to see the prep work, which included much stress for me due to my busy schedule last week. my house was a wreck friday night & i was attempting to navigate my vacuum cleaner amongst her family who were there everywhere. by everywhere, i do mean everywhere.
as i was listening to the incredibly loudness of her parents talking & their increasing nosiness in prowling around my house, it really struck me how we have no idea truly how another family lives & experiences life until we experience it with them. i come from a relatively reserved family, who can get loud but for the most part is not out of control. not her family. the best way i could describe it to philip (her fiancé) was to say "her family takes up lots of space". not just physical space, but personal space & emotional space. of course, the physical space could have something to do with the large amount of junk they hoisted into my house, taking up practically every inch of floor so that my vacuum was literally rendered useless until their exit. not that i'm bitter. as for personal & emotional space, they are just very much in your face. while i agree there are times & places to be in someone's face, this was neither of them.
it really boils down to me being a control freak at times. i need to learn more of the art of spontanaeity. but i have friends who help cultivate that & that's enough, no? right then.
on another note, i met jon's kitties, belle & sebastian (yes, they were named for THE BAND). i miss having furry beasts slinking about the premises. when i get the time & space, i'll have a dog, i hope. i hate to keep one cooped up now & i have no fenced-in backyard within which it could run. but one day ... one day i'll have furry beast & i will love him & hug him & squeeze him & kiss him & name him george.
in the meantime, i'll do my part to be a champion for animals. i highly recommend adopting your new pet from some place like the SPCA or some sort of rescue program. give them a bit o' lovelovelove.
this past weekend was the hosting of a bridal shower for deena. it all went off well & she had a beautiful time, which is important. unfortunately since she came in from out of town she had to see the prep work, which included much stress for me due to my busy schedule last week. my house was a wreck friday night & i was attempting to navigate my vacuum cleaner amongst her family who were there everywhere. by everywhere, i do mean everywhere.
as i was listening to the incredibly loudness of her parents talking & their increasing nosiness in prowling around my house, it really struck me how we have no idea truly how another family lives & experiences life until we experience it with them. i come from a relatively reserved family, who can get loud but for the most part is not out of control. not her family. the best way i could describe it to philip (her fiancé) was to say "her family takes up lots of space". not just physical space, but personal space & emotional space. of course, the physical space could have something to do with the large amount of junk they hoisted into my house, taking up practically every inch of floor so that my vacuum was literally rendered useless until their exit. not that i'm bitter. as for personal & emotional space, they are just very much in your face. while i agree there are times & places to be in someone's face, this was neither of them.
it really boils down to me being a control freak at times. i need to learn more of the art of spontanaeity. but i have friends who help cultivate that & that's enough, no? right then.
on another note, i met jon's kitties, belle & sebastian (yes, they were named for THE BAND). i miss having furry beasts slinking about the premises. when i get the time & space, i'll have a dog, i hope. i hate to keep one cooped up now & i have no fenced-in backyard within which it could run. but one day ... one day i'll have furry beast & i will love him & hug him & squeeze him & kiss him & name him george.
in the meantime, i'll do my part to be a champion for animals. i highly recommend adopting your new pet from some place like the SPCA or some sort of rescue program. give them a bit o' lovelovelove.
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Having people stay at your home when you are single somehow show us what it might be like to be a mom.....doing the dishes with your right hand, stirring the sause for dinner on the stove with your left hand, ironing the shirt that you need to wear that night with your right foot, all the time balancing on your left foot while the company sits on the couch watching you saying..."look at what I can do!!"
just for you, nano!
just rannin' around, you are so right about prep for a family. now i understand why my mom used to get so irked by me & my mess as a kid. ah, the things we take for granted until we actually have to do them. thanks for stopping by!
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