(Not) Really!

She: "It must be so easy being you."
Me: "How so?"
She: "You wouldnt know an insult even if it WASNT veiled in a compliment"
Me: "What?!"
She: "Seeeee?"

Did she just call me a ignorant pushover?!!!

So why do that anyway? Hiding an insult in a compliment is like filling a cream puff with curdled cream! Why eat through all that near-tasteless pastry if all you get at the end is a stomach ache?

Freud suggested insecurity as the 3rd layer. (The first 2 being the compliment and the insult!) I am not a freudian when it comes to human nature. I find myself more inclined to Skinner's more progressionist views. The latter assumes that human nature is all about the influence.

Eitherways the people around us are in for it! If it isnt our insecurities that cause us to sound-off, we're going to be under-the-influence (of alcohol, people?). And when was the last time you heard of anyone being a good influence?

Held together by a (not-so-thin) string

Last weekend we spent quite a bit of time at the ER. Blood, guts but no glory ...

You cant expect a lot of sympathy if you were using the wrong tool. And proclaiming that you dont need the lidocaine for a few measly stiches cant be followed with a meek request to the nurse for even more of the drug!

I think the Doc waited extra to let some of the drug to wear off. I guess she wanted H to put his money (pain) where his mouth (screaming) was!

When asked whether he wants the thin string (that wouldnt scar as much) or the strongest (that would), H says, "The thicker the better. Scars look cool!". Now he only needs to come up with a better story of HOW he got that scar!

But really, maybe it isnt such a good idea to practise handi-ness at home! Check this out. *Shudder*

Weekend on OVERdrive!

I look forward to weekends with as much enthusiasm as a puppy seeing his owner grabbing the leash ...

Weekends give me time to unwind, to do things at a (much) slower pace. 5 days a week I'm on fast-forward, (sometimes even rewind, when I've forgotten something!) so when Saturday morning dawns I switch to slow-mo. Well, to be honest its been a while since I've seen a Saturday morning. From the right end of the day anyway!

All this is fine and dandy until H steps into my life ... He's on a drastically different schedule when it comes to holidays and weekends! Think jack-rabbit on prozac!

Our time away from home on holiday or a vacation usually fits into one of these categories:-

- Family time
- Culture Shock (this is where we shock the locals somewhere with our antics!)
- Adventure Sport (trust me, rock climbing without any gear on a whim isnt as fun as it sounds!)
- Beach surfing (more like a lot of swimming, slipping off of surf boards)

I get what H means by 'making-the-most-of-our-time' at a nice place ... but waking up at 7am? To go for a jog on the beach??? Are you crazyyyyyy? (So what if I never saw a sunrise at the best beach on the planet! Sunsets are as beautiful, right!!??)

I hope I havent led anyone to believe I'm a lazy person, no way! I am branded as the "energizer bunny" when I go way ahead of my group during a hike up a mountain. It was pretty treacherous and I got an earful, actually 2 ears-full of admonishments from H and others when they caught up with me. (They thought I had fallen off a cliff or a freak-show/cougar had got to me or something! Yeah! Like THAT ever happens in the wild!) Well, in my defense, I was just curious to see what was around the next bend, and then some ...

But even the energizer bunny needs a few lazy days. To recharge, rejuvenate and relax. So give me my lazy mornings. Let it be ... Let it be ... (Definitely, words of wisdom!)