Basking in the Calm...

For the Storm of Fall Semester at the University of Georgia is coming... It is a lovely, quiet day at the Main Library, and my morning has been devoted to the never-ending house hunt. I am basically ready to move into a shack at this point, as long as my little family is complete. Since I have a free moment, I am making a quick entry.

These paragraphs are for my friend, Scott, a writer whose endeavors exceed that of the Rayle News. I will note that I do have some fans reading my little column. I wish they would contribute as well. Just as I wish items were not added to my column without my knowledge or consent... Another rant for another day.

I am attempting my first peach cobbler this weekend. The recipe looks pretty simple, but knowing this domestic goddess, it will not turn out that way. I will post pictures if it looks edible. 

I am thinking about posting book reviews on this page. I have written several that were never run in the Oglethorpe Echo as submitted... Probably because that space was needed for the large mouth bass pictured on the front page. We must keep priorities in line! Hence, I will publish them here, dammit! My opinion of The Postmistress will be heard! I just need to figure out if I can make subheadings... Now, back to work I go!

I think I will go ahead and "vent" about the next issue that is consuming the majority of my brain power. MY CELL PHONE!!! Grrrr... I do believe it officially died today, meaning I have to do something that I have been putting off for about 2 months. Kelly and I have talked about just adding a line to his plan (but then I fear his wrath when I go over our minutes eek!) or I may downgrade my plan and invest that money into other needs aka macbook. OR I could stick with my crackberry that I so dearly love. I hate having to make decisions. This is why I need a life planner. Just sayin... I must also say that Kelly is an even bigger procrastinator than me and therefore, it may take another 3 months to drag him into Verizon. Such is life, I suppose...

By Popular Demand...

OK, so maybe not too terribly popular... But a couple of my friends have suggested that I start a blog. And here we go... I think for my first post I will just copy and paste the note I wrote today on my Facebook page. However, I plan to just focus on what's going on in my life--that means MAEBRYNN ELIZABETH!!! :) What could possibly be a better topic?? I digress... Here's today's "thoughts."

Is it just me thinking so, or are some people completely hypocritical in their life ethics? I just don't understand how some people can grow up without learning some slight common courtesy. I understand that you must be taught manners and compassion and common sense, and this starts at home. As a wise woman often tells me, "A teacher cannot resurrect what a parent has put to death." However, these same people who cannot even utter a "thank you" for those who deserve it, will sit back and complain about other people treating them so badly. Or other people not doing their job properly. This may be just me, but I feel that if you aren't doing your first and foremost job--being a parent--then you certainly shouldn't criticize others. And when you cannot manage to show a common courtesy to someone helping you, do not preach about others and how they act. It's amazing that manipulation and conniving can come so easily when compassion and sympathy do not. It is very hard to believe that any aspect of such people can be genuine. How can you be sweet and darling towards certain people, but utterly inconsiderate and RUDE to others? I also do not understand those who enable such behavior. If you recognize someone has a "problem" yet you refuse to acknowledge it... tiptoeing around the "elephant in the room," you aren't doing that person or anyone else any favors. Having had these thoughts bouncing around in my head all morning, I have come to the conclusion that I will make a conscious effort to make sure I thank those who deserve it, and I will strive to be a generally pleasant person to even those who do not deserve it. I know I often have snide remarks, and I'll be honest--those probably won't stop bc my mouth often works faster than my brain, but I will try. I want to be a good mother, daughter, sister and friend. This is the way of my faith and "raising," because my parents did NOT raise a rude asshole :) And God don't like ugly!