It has come to my attention how interesting it is when we are young we seem to think it's important that we get our opinion out there. Really, no matter what subject matter it involves. I think it strikes us that hey, we are adults now and people will listen to us and maybe even want to hear what we have to say. So, of course we kinda get our thoughts into this conversation and that conversation and pretty soon they really are waiting to hear just what we have to say. So our ego is pumped up just a little and we spill. I mean we are giving our thoughts and opinions on just about everything and to who ever wants to listen. Now, maybe this is a good thing and maybe not so good. Yes, of course, its okay to give your opinion, especially if its something important to you but then again sometimes we get a little to big for our britches and are somewhat full of ourselves and then everything goes down hill from there.
What I am talking about is People, family. You know those you Love. You get it into your head that maybe you don't like the way they are acting or they have said something you don't agree with or even worse you remember something from way in the past and you think it's important you bring it up and give your opinion of it. That's when all hell breaks loose and the, you know what, hits the fan. Sadly, you realize or maybe you don't, you have lost the most precious, wonderful, thing in your life. Love. That's right you not only have lost that but you have hurt someone or maybe even more that one really bad. And let me tell you there is no quick returns. Your sunk. Now all of a sudden that superior feeling you had just a minute ago and that blown up ego you have been carrying around has deflated.
Okay, so you don't like the way someone has been acting. Let me tell you, unless you are willing to get inside their heads or you have a way of finding out just what is going on in their lives, back off. Keep an open mind and just listen You don't need to even make a comment. Let it go.
Now I am not saying this is for every situation but sometimes we just need that word of caution to stop and ask ourselves if this is that important or can we just let it go. Hey, sometimes it's not, then I say have at it. Let the sparks fly.
I was looking for Thumper and as you can see from the photo on the right I knew where she was. Ha I have made a Kitty House for them with just what I have around my house. A small table, small chair, a small wire table, which I have hung upside down. Made little pillows to fit the wire shelves. Then added a doll buggy at the top almost to the ceiling. I had it up for several weeks but they were too little to go up. On the bottom part I used a sheet to wrap around the small chair and even managed to make like a sling under the seat. Thumper and Rosie are having a ball playing and sleeping. The Mother, Angelina gets into it also. I think I posted we were told Angelina was a boy, never really checked him out, if you know what I mean. We called him Angus. Next thing we know Angus is really chubby. Realized kitties are on their way. At two in the morning she jumps up on our bed...now keep in mind we already have two dogs on the end of the bed. One is a small mix, border collie and cocker. The other is small terrier. Here comes Angelina in the middle of the bed and starts having kitties, 4 to be exact. Must mention we have Eddie on the side of the bed. He sleeps on the floor in his own bed. Not to leave him out, you can bet he was hanging over the bed in AAhh as we all were. Two we have given to our Granddaughters, which they have named Booker and Annie. What fun they are having.
