Well it looks like it is going to be a good day...the weather is nice, the Pea is feeling better, and now that I have had a coffee I am feeling great. The Pea and I decided since today was a holiday, doughnuts were in order and we headed out early. We have a new place now, since I live in a different part of town, and it will mean a new routine, but the Pea got what she always gets, so she is happy.
Tonight will be my first night here alone, the Pea is going to stay with DH. I am a little nervous I won't know what to do with myself and will go a little crazy, but hopefully it will mean a good nights sleep and getting a chance to sleep in and relax in the morning. My plan for the day is to stay as busy as possible, then go have dinner with the girls so we can catch up and have some big girl time, and then when I get home I will be so tired I will go right to sleep and won't even think about the fact that I am alone...
So because I wanted some light reading last night before I went to sleep, I went back and started re-reading The Sweet Potato Queens Book of Love, let me just say, even the second or third time around, it is still funny as hell. Well I had dog eared a few of my favorite pages last time I read it, and it was interesting to read those pages again...one of them was in the section: The Best Advice Ever Given.
"Be particular. That is, without a doubt, the Best Advice Ever Given in the History of the Entire World. Consider, if you will, the profound effect that following advice would have on, say, your diet, your love life, your financial situation, your decision on whether to have that next drink. I mean, what do those two words not cover?"
I got to thinking, how many messes have I gotten myself into NOT being particular...how many times have I settled, or just made the easy decision and as a result not ended up happy? On the other hand, how many times have I BEEN particular, demanded what I wanted, even if it was harder, and ended up in a better place? Now I don't know if it is, in fact, the best advice ever, but it is pretty damn good, and I for one probably need to start being a little more particular, especially when it comes to how and with whom I spend my time, and whether or not I need to have that next drink...
Jill Conner Browne went on to tell the story about how one of the Queens, Tammy, was NOT particular and as a result ended up in bed with THE REDHEADED MAN WHO WOULD NOT MOVE - twice!...and I will let you read the story if you want - LOL! but I tell ya, the thought of ending up like poor Tammy, with the redhead, or any other man like him, is enough to make me damn sure, from here on out, I will be particular!
Monday, September 1, 2008
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