Wow - look at all the beautiful women gathered on my thread! How much luckier can 1 man get?
WCW, I've decided I need to spend more time focusing on the positive. Tired of letting negativity about W drag me down. It's a sunny day, d*mnit, and I want to enjoy!
sweet cookie, I don't need to ask ring girl. I just like chatting her up! I guess I should ask before I flirt too much. Maybe I should ask her out for coffee? Then I'd need to get tips from Ms. Imp's italian! Even if I find the "total package," will you still come slap me?
hi kat (my pet!), don't worry, I wont' settle. you either!
and finally dear Ms. Imp. What European gentleman have you bewitched today? I'm sure you're far from fumbly
Well, my dears, you all have lovely evenings. I'm going out to harvest basil and make some pesto for dinner. MMmmm
lodo
PS - my god, i just saw my post and i'm getting worse than karen!
You certainly are on the same page with our Ms Sunshine! Maybe you are washing those blues away with all of us hanging around?( see, another Karen habit).
kat
Me-53(and learning!) S24, S21, D18, D17 Just keep swimming, Just keep swimming. Dory
Ha ha Kat! Aren't you funny? And do you remember I wrote a post just the other day that had absolutely no questions in it? So I can do it, you know? Karen
Lodo, I think that's great you sound a little happier. I've been trying to look at the positive also. I think you really can look at everything as positive or negative, and it makes you feel a lot better to look at things positively. I was reading a book the other day about being happy and they have a story about that and I thought it was really good so will share (just ignore if you're bored (or maybe you already know it)!
There is a story of a farmer whose horse ran away. That evening the neighbors gathered to commiserate with him since this was such bad luck. He said, "May be."
The next day the horse returned, but brought with it six wild horses, and the neighbors came exclaiming at his good fortune. He said, "May be."
And then, the following day, his son tried to saddle and ride one of the wild horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. Again the neighbors came to offer their sympathy for the misfortune. He said, "May be."
The day after that, conscription officers came to the village to seize young men for the army, but because of the broken leg the farmer's son was rejected. When the neighbors came to say how fortunately everything had turned out, he said, "May be."http://www.lemonaidcounseling.com/html/once_upon_a_time.html
Thanks for the story. That reminds me of another that I will share here and let you all squabble as to its meaning. If anyone can guess who originally told the story, you get bonus points!
In Germany, there was a little town called Schilda, whose inhabitants could perform all sorts of clever little tricks. Within this town was a horse who could perform amazing feats of strength, but against whom the citizens had one objection - the horse ate too much and oats were expensive.
The townsfolk determined to break the horse of this habit by reducing its ration by a little bit each day until they had coaxed it into complete abstinence.
For awhile, things went great. The amount of grain being given to the horse was gradually reduced and the horse didn't seem to notice.
The horse was weaned to the point of only eating one handful of grain per day. On the next day it was given no oats at all and sent out to the fields to work, where it died. The citizens were unable to determine what the spiteful animal had died from.
lodo, just dropping by. Yes, real life is keeping me busy ately but I don't want to neglect my friends here. I'm glad to see you doing so well. I'm following your thread even if I don't post as much. Hang tough!
Me45 W35 M6 T8 D16 SD11 D0 Dec 07: Bomb July 08: Busted! Thread
Am continuing on the path of being courteous and friendly to W. I don't understand how a friendship would actually work without a complete severing of our old R and forming a new one after some time has passed. After all, friends invest in each other, spend time with each other, confide and support each other. We aren't doing those things and won't be able to until after the D is final. So the dynamic is simply one of asking/granting favors - a kind of remnant of the supporting spouse. Anyway, I'm sure these things will all work themselves out with time.
In the meantime, it's a beautiful day, my windows are open, the birds are singing, a gentle breeze is blowing in from the bay. My peaches are ripe and make a delicious snack when I need a break from what I'm doing. And I'm happy to be where I'm at and doing what I'm doing! Although I'm ready to be done with school ....
Regarding the story of the horse, what I take from it is that you can't live on a diminishing diet. We can't support a M by paying less and less attention to it, nor we can we be supported if our S is giving us less and less attention. Eventually the M will die.
