I’ve been watching Torchwood recently and I’ve come to find that one of my favorite things about the show is that the versions I have always have the voice over for BBC TV still on the tail end. So far, I’ve heard some of the most hilarious stuff on there, but this one caught my attention. “The Man Who Eats Badgers”. WTH??
So of course I had to do a search and found out that indeed, this was a show on a man who picks up, and eats, roadkill. Mostly badgers, but he’s also eaten cats, dogs, rabbits, owls, fox and hedgehog. When asked about his wife, he mentions that she’s a vegetarian (go fig) and that she eats in her room. I think I’d be with her on this point. And before you get all funky on me.. I don’t like to eat much meat already. Cow, Bison, pig or chicken – the acceptable edible mammals- aren’t my favorite meals. I had often wondered if anyone could eat roadkill… mostly the deer you see on the road. (Assuming it was a fresh kill.) But it’s my understanding that there are laws against that in my state.
I tried to attend a birthday party this weekend, but instead was told that my daughter’s car had been hit and was in my front yard. Sadly, Miss Mossy will be taking the road to the dump for parting out here soon. Too bad, she was a good little car. My daughter was fine, but now she has to look for a new car!
I bought a new microwave today. After waiting almost a full year for some kind of miracle that would fix my old machine, I gave in and bought a new one. I’m hoping it will work well, since it’s just the hubby and me for most meals. Defrosting will sure be easier…. dunno…. I’ll get back to you.
The work season has started and life is busy with paperwork and forms. Eww. I don’t miss that part at all, but I do miss the kids and the interaction with them.
I started the Dr. Who 2 scarf recently. I’m thinking it’ll take me another year to finish… just sayin…..
Today marks the one year anniversary of the death (hibernation?) of my friendship with my once best friend. It was one year ago today that he called me up, told me his girlfriend never wanted to speak to me again and sputtered over reasons when I asked why, saying it was me and the way I was. Somehow that morphed into he and I never speaking either. I was deleted from pages and cut off without so much as a thanks tons, but cya!
Here we are, one year later and his girlfriend and I are speaking regularly and are getting to know one another some. I’ve gotten over the hurt and confusion and the self flagellation, and realized that it’s probably not me that was ever the problem to begin with, but instead it was him, or a combination of the two. That said, it doesn’t mean that this event didn’t give me a reason to review a few things in my life.
Lesson 1: Do unto others…
Most of you should know this thought process and I’ve discussed it before, so there’s no reason to go into that here. No, what I’m talking about is on two levels. First, it was a reminder to me to never treat someone the way I was treated. Except in extreme circumstance, be available to talk to the other person and try to explain, thoroughly and calmly, the situation. Answer questions and let the person know that while my life might be changing, that doesn’t mean I don’t care about them, just that things are different. I have to understand and have the patience to stand by the person who stood by me all those times I needed them and remember their contributions to my life, even if our relationship was changing. People are not disposable. We don’t just toss them out when we are done with them.
Secondly, make sure you are treating your friend like a friend. I’m sure I wasn’t the best person at all times. I’m not perfect either. I feel like I tried to be what I could, but I’m sure I failed at times. I remind myself to make sure I treat my friends with the care and respect they deserve.
Lesson 2: Let it all out…..
For years I buried how I was feeling about things. Sometimes this would result in a rather cold demeanor, if you didn’t know me very well. I learned that it was ok to show some emotion now and then. People always say, “Let it all out….” but when you really do, when you really believe it when they say they want to know how you feel, they don’t always feel comfortable with what you show. I want to make sure I don’t shut people down when they are experiencing something and I want to make sure I don’t shut myself down either. I think there is a limit – like no smashing in windshields with sledgehammers- but a raised voice, a healthy cry or even confusion and frustration are ok to have now and then. This helps you to work through what you are feeling and allows you to grow from experiencing those emotions.
Lesson 3 Forgiveness…but not forgetting.
I was recently contacted by my first boyfriend. We had been together for 3 years. Having my friend shut down on me affected my self worth. I wondered if I was really such a horrible person to have such a good friend just never speak to me as if I were nothing. I mean, I had to be a horrible person, right? Ok.. I’m a nut. I think it’s all my fault somehow, and I’m learning that aaaaaaaaaaaant, that’s wrong. Anyway, this ex of mine got a hold of me and wrote me a long letter letting me know how happy he was to find me, how happy he was that I was doing well and then he told me how much I had meant to him all those many years ago. That he still held me in a special place and told me what a great person I was. (I broke up with this guy!!?? How could he be saying such things…It wasn’t a pretty break up.) It was the best thing I could have heard right then and there. To know that someone I had hurt by breaking up with him, still cared how I was and still remembered me with deep fondness even after I had hurt him so was like a light bulb going off in my heart and head. THIS was the special person, not me. He was the person who was showing me that even tho someone can hurt someone very close to them, forgiveness and love were not just words to be tossed around lightly, but something that is capable of being done. I can’t thank this guy enough. He helped me understand so much with just one letter and I remembered why I had been with him all that time ago. Thanks, C.
So, tomorrow is the first day of year two and it is what it is. I decided to send a friend request to my old friend to see if maybe we could have a new and different friendship, but I haven’t heard anything yet. I may never hear anything. He always did avoid things he wasn’t the most comfortable with. Maybe he’s just not at the same point I am, and he may never be. As for me, I’m feeling good. I’ve learned some stuff about me, about people and about life. What more could someone ask for?