Boring Weekend Recap
source Monday, we meet again. You come on like lightning you saucy wench. I hope you all had a great weekend and managed to keep cool. We got up to 96 at different times so that's...fun. I have to start with these two cards I got in the mail Thursday night. The big paper one is from the friends we gifted our old grill to. The Mr and I cracked up at the hot dog 'thanks' on what is an exact image of the grill along with a lovely note from the Mrs of the couple thanking us profusely as they didn't have money to replace their grill that was falling apart. The other is from my friend I've known since 1988 and he doesn't send out cards much so this was a surprise. It was him telling us how lucky he is to have us a friends and how much we mean to him and he thought we should know. It made me cry for sure (and then of course check in to make sure he was okay. He is.) Obviously any kind of communication is appreciated but t...
I am definitely a cryer!! Luckily my parents are too so they didn't ever give me a hard time about it because they were usually crying at the same things I was. My brother did not get the crying gene so he always looked at us like we were crazy.
ReplyDeleteThe family that cries together bonds together, I always say! (Well, not always but I just did.)
DeleteI have never been a cryer until I started creeping up on menopause. Now I have feelings and can't wait for the menopause to be over and go back to being the soulless ginger I know I am.
ReplyDeleteDarn those hormones! ;-) Hoping you're back to soulless ginger status sooner than later...all those feelings. Bleh!
DeleteDefinitely a crier. My family always says I cry 'at supermarket openings'. It wasn't until I was older that I realized that it had a negative connotation and the implication that my feelings weren't real. To this day I get teased if I tear up - no matter the cause.
ReplyDeleteYou have found your brethren, so you cry away! There is NOTHING negative about crying, it's far worse to keep it all inside whether at a sad movie or a supermarket opening.
DeleteI used to be a crier at the drop of s hat when I was young. I didn't understand the strong emotions I had and it was not okay to express too much joy or anger in any way, so it came out in tears. In recent years I went the opposite route and pretty much shut down any and all tears (PTSD has a lot to do with that for me) and I could describe my feelings quite clearly but couldn't let myself cry because there was always the next thing that needed to be done. So the things that I should have been able to cry about were on a very long delay by months, if not years. I don't know if I have more balance today, or just a greater understanding of why my brain handled emotions the way it did in all phases of my life. I don't cry often now but when I do let go, it's a deep-well kind of cry.
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