Scrolling Saturdays

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This was originally written and posted September 30, 2007.

POWERFUL

I am not powerful.
In fact, I feel exceedingly powerless most of the time.
I do not exert great power or force.
I am not physically strong beyond the ordinary.
I do not feel like I have the uncanny ability to move people with the power of my voice, speech, written word, or logic.
And I certainly don’t feel like I have great authority or influence.

However, I have powerful, strong emotions.
When I am hurt, I hurt deeply.
When I am in love, I love passionately.
When I am angry, I am completely angry.
When I am sad, I am inconsolable.
When I am afraid, I am profoundly afraid.
When I am content, I am genuinely satisfied.

Scrolling Saturdays

Welcome to Scrolling Saturdays. Thank you to Manners and Moxie and Such Simple Pleasures for hosting this meme. Did you pick out your archived post yet? Is it cleaned up and ready for some lovin'? So post it...what are you waiting for? I hope you'll play along!

This was originally posted on Sunday, August 5, 2007.

"Decisions." On first instinct, I'd say that I don't like to make decisions. But that is ironic because I like to be in charge. I guess it really depends on the situation.

For example, a big decision such as whether or not I am going to buy a new car is usually pretty simple, likely because big decisions such as that do not happen every day. It's the little decisions that are sometimes difficult for me. What am I going to wear today? What movie do I want to see? At what restaurant shall we dine tonight?

Shopping! Clothes shopping, in particular, is difficult. Do I really want to pay $50 for this item? Do I really want this shirt, or am I just buying it because it's a really great sale? Do these pants make me look fatter? (On an aside, of course they do! If you have to ask, put them back!)

I make decisions for others much more easily than I make them for myself. I decide what I will allow my children to eat, what they can watch on TV, whether or not they can have friends over at a certain time, and so on. I guess it is easier to dictate to others than it is to decide for myself. I make decisions in my job every day, most of them quite simple choices.

Why is it so hard to decide things for myself? Is it laziness? Is it fear of rejection of some sort? Is it worry that I will do something wrong or make a bad decision? I can't decide!

Scrolling Saturdays

It's good to be back! Scrolling Saturdays is a meme sponsored by SuchSimplePleasures. Come join us! Here's what SSP says about it: "Go and find yourself an unloved and virtually unwanted, archived post. Give it a little smoochie. And...display it for your new friends to see. Yeah, I know...it's that easy."

6 Random Facts About Me - originally posted on November 10, 2007

1. I love words, and I love to make up my own words. I decided a few weeks ago that "randoming" is my new word. When people are saying random things that have nothing to do with the conversation, or they change the topic abruptly, I say that they are "randoming." Two other phrases I like to use are "soon ago" (versus "long ago," which people always say) and "ever-the-more" when anyone says "nevertheless"). Weird? Strange? Maybe. That's me!

2. Another random fact about me is that I love to take pictures and videos, if I only had more time! I can sit at the computer for hours working with my pictures, making slideshows, adding music to a video I've made, or anything along those lines. I'm no expert, though! I just think it is great fun!

3. I am supposed to be on my way to a martini party right now. It started 45 minutes ago, but we want to be "fashionably late." It's only 2 houses down! And the funny thing is... I don't even like martinis!

4. I have a brown belt in tae-kwon-do. When I remarried and moved 2 and a half years ago, I quit taekwondo, but I wanted to quit anyway because I'm not getting any younger, and my friend broke her ankle breaking boards, so I figured it was time. Now I am not in shape, though, so I miss that.

5. I have 11 year old twins, a boy and a girl. Both my grandmother and my ex-husband's grandmother were twins. And now I have twin step-grandsons who are about a month old and still in the hospital. Lots of twins in the family. (update - the twins are healthy and at home and six months old now)

6. I have quite a large collection of Dreamsicles which I posted about for Sunday Scribblings a couple of weeks ago. They are so sweet and pretty. I have gotten tired of getting them, though, because I have no place to put them anymore, and because I don't want a Dreamsicle for the sake of having a Dreamsicle, only if it is special to me in some way such as signifying the birth of my babies or something of that nature. Click the word "Dreamsicles" in the first sentence to see that post.

Scrolling Saturdays

I've been waiting for Saturday this week, since it's so close to Valentine's Day! I am reposting "Hallmark or Holiday" originally posted on 2/14/06. Check out the meme at Scrolling Saturdays! Join the fun!

I often wonder who the romantics are and wh0 the cynics are. I think it's easily determined according to each person's thoughts on Valentine's Day. My husband and I decided to be frugal this year. We each got the other a card. I got him a small box of chocolates, and he got me two pink roses. I also made him a gift - a very clever (imho) coupon book, and I wrote him a short poem. We went to dinner together sans kids - very early as he doesn't make reservations - and it was blissful.

Now - did we do enough for eachother? I believe so! I suppose that Valentine's Day was originally a true observance or commemoration of something or someone that I have heard about in legends, but I think now that it's mostly a Greeting Card Company Marketing Technique. Obviously, the American public buys into it wholeheartedly. I "participate," but with reservation because what exactly am I celebrating? Perhaps I am celebrating my love for my husband, children, and God, but don't I celebrate that every day? If I don't give a Valentine to my husband, does that mean I love him less? My answer is no. Would I feel a little guilty if I didn't. Yes, I would. Perhaps Valentine's Day is a celebration of love, and perhaps it's just another day. It's a tug-of-war for me.Oh well.

Who's a cynic and who's a romantic?

My First Blog Post Ever!

In honor of my first scrolling Saturday, I am re-posting my original post from December 13, 2005. I've come a long way since then! Except, I still forget whether or not I washed my hair after I get out of the shower, unless I do things in the same order every day. Call me forgetfulone!

Well, here I am in the world of bloggers, although I have no idea what I'm doing or why I'm doing it. Of course I have heard of blogs, but do people really read them? Or do they just read them if they're on a site they like or if their friend writes one? I'm really curious about that. Who actually reads these? How do you find them?The title of this blog refers to my forgetfulness. Often, I'll walk into a room and forget why I went in there. I can usually back track a little and figure it out, but it's really annoying! But, I can never do this without saying out loud, "What did I come in here for?" or something along those lines. My 9 year old twins respond with, "I don't know. I'm not your brain." You'd think I'd learn not to say it out loud, but it is virtually impossible. So... I guess that's all I have to say right now.