Hubby's Weirdness

I told you that everyone near and dear to me is going to get their turn on what I think is the weirdest thing they do. Now it's Sammy's turn! There's so many quirks of his to choose from, I feel stymied trying to pick out just ONE.



But here goes: he mouths words when he's mad. Let me 'splain: I don't mean like when he's mad at me or someone in the room to whom he can yell. I mean like he's mad at someone he just hung up on; or someone on the TV; or he found out something about someone and he's "mouthing" the future ass-whipping mouthing they're going to get; or mad as he's walking over to a neighbor's house pre-mouthing what he's going to say when he gets there; or mouthing what he's going to say to a teacher or principal (like when the two older girls were younger and we foolishly believed what they told us about their mean teachers).



These scenes are quite hilarious because he's so terribly serious about it. I mean you can feel the anger coming off of him, but you can't help but laugh at him because he looks like a buffoon. You see, he's a pretty easy-going guy; I'm the one with the temper/yelling/anger/cussing people out issues. So to see him like that gives me a brief glimpse of myself.



And I can tell you two things from that:

1. Its' not pretty

2. It's humorous, rather than intimidating, because most people just look plain stupid when they're angry.



So, I've enclosed a picture of one of my favorite mad persons: You can't HANDLE the truth!



Fatima loves me some Jack Nicholson!

Choose Your Words Wisely...

Another epiphany. Of Biblical proportions. I realized today that I've been disappointed in myself for probably most of my life. Not angry, although that too at times, but mainly disappointed.

Definitions. One definition of "disappointment" is: a person or thing that disappoints. As in parents saying, "Tommy, I'm very disappointed in you." My translation: I'm not just disappointed in you for this one act, but I'm always disappointed in you.

Whereas, definitions of anger tend to be more time-limited, as in "I'm pissed off at you right now because of something you said or did, but you and I both know I'll get over it."

I grew up hearing "We're very disappointed in you for........" Like I've stated in the past, all this adult crap we have to wade through isn't about blaming others. But it is about a way of thinking we grow up with that can become our only way of thinking if we don't stop and recognize it and then do something to change it.

I'm weary of being disappointed in me, my choices, my rewards or consequences, good vs. evil, chocolate cake vs. tofu, blonde vs. brown, size 8 vs. size 14, etc. It would be nice to begin to live a life with a great deal more of compassion, forgiveness and love toward self. I tend to give others a hell of a lot more breaks than I do myself.

Perhaps - - I will "resolve" in 2007 to be good to Fatima and love her, especially the scared, little brown-eyed girl still in her - who was, by the way, WAY cool and WAY precious.

Peace out.