Face it, there are just some things we don’t like to admit.
I think I’m getting pretty good at the phrase, “I’m sorry”. If something goes wrong, I just kind of figure it’s probably my fault. There’s an art to apologizing and I’ve had plenty of practice.
I’m also quite adept at “no”, as in, “I can’t accommodate what you want me to do at this time.” That just has to do with personal boundaries and allocation of resources, also a finely honed skill.
Possibly near to the top of the list of difficult things to say is Continue reading “Just say it”
Bob and I have an ongoing debate about the “like” button. He will peruse a post but not necessarily fully read it, hitting the “like” button “to encourage” the writer, and then of course, he will leave a comment only if he has something more substantial to say. I’m not saying I’m always above doing that, but I’m more along the lines of “liking” something only if I “read” it. Perhaps I am being a bit legalistic here?
Akin to that discussion is the “follow” button. Hitting the follow button is likewise effortless, but authentically following is something else, because to really get to know someone takes time. I want to “read” what’s on their hearts: how they process and interpret their experiences, and how they position themselves for the future. I want to understand our disagreements, and guess what! I might even change my mind on some things, or vice versa—how cool is that?!?
Unfortunately, the various WordPress conveniences seem to Continue reading “The “Like” button”
OH! The things I can do on my new computer!! Messing about with photos is just so much fun!
Those who know me, know this is not what I look like, (albeit most have never seen me first thing in the morning). YAOW-ZA
I tried to find a free glamour photo editing app, but despite wasting an inordinate amount of time in doing so, I was unsuccessful. Either, a) such an item doesn’t exist (at least for free, because I’m not going to waste money trying to look like a red carpet wannabe), and b) even if it does exist, I’ve tried to picture myself as a modern day version of Marilyn Monroe, but something gets horribly lost in the translation. So here’s what I found: Continue reading “Who is that?”