On Saturday my whole family was geared up to watch the Ravens vs. Steelers game. Excitement was high. I don't think Jeff or Jack (13) slept a wink Friday night. My sister and her husband were both so keyed up. My nephew Jordan (22), was so emotionally caught up in it that he was truly, and sincerely, pissed off when the Ravens lost the game. I watched the game with them, but in my own detached, non-emotional kind of way. It was a good game, and even I could understand how disappointing it was for them. The whole sports thing kind of eludes me. You would think with 4 boys I would have converted into a super fan by now. I try. I will occasionally, don the jersey or colors. I come to most of the games, and I am really trying to understand the game (football & hockey mostly). But to be absolutely honest, I have had to say in my most trained, loving, mom voice, "Of course I saw that! You were amazing!" without having a clue what happened more times than I can count. The black cloud of depression is still hanging over the house,2 days after the very sad Raven's loss. So sad ( she says sympathetically, while secretly wondering why everyone is so hung up over it....) I just don't get it.
Every woman has things in her life she is willing to pay for, and things she feels like she can and should do herself. My list is generally a little different than most women I think. My sister would tell you it is because I think I can do things better than other people, hee , hee ... she thinks I am a bit on the controlling side. I cut my own hair, do my own hair color, do my own facials, make jewelry, that sort of thing. I will admit, it is a rare occasion that I pay hundreds of dollars for a color and cut, and walk out feeling amazing. I am almost always disappointed in the result. I get a manicure & pedicure, and always regret the color choice- or see smudges. It just makes me mad to pay a lot of money for mediocre results. (I can get mediocre results myself!) One thing I definitely am willing to pay for, that I easily admit I am the worst at, is CLEANING MY HOUSE!! I really hate it. I love the calm and peace that comes with the clean, well organized home. I thri...
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