I'm not really a party animal. In fact, usually, if I'm invited to a party of some sort or another, I try to find a good reason to graciously decline the invitation. It's not that I don't enjoy people, mind you. In general, they're fantastic. Like Will Rogers said, "I've never met a man I didn't like." I am thankful for all my good friends. Yep, I like people a lot -- but I dislike going to parties. (Although, if I get stuck and actually end up attending one, it usually turns out better than I imagined. In the car, on the way home, I've heard Cathy say more than once, "There now, that wasn't so bad, was it?" I reply with a mumble and grunt, because I know she's right. Still -- I'm not an eager party-goer, and seriously doubt if I will ever become one. Do you know what kind of party is the most common? Birthday? Graduation? Aniversary? You'll never guess! The party held most frequently is. . . The Pity Party! As a minis...
I like that analogy! It's like the difference between walking slowly and carefully along a smooth, straight sidewalk--or taking the wildest roller coaster with your hands in the air and your eyes wide open!
ReplyDeleteThough personally, I'd go for something like a hilly, winding, peaceful yet surprising path through the woods.
That's it! We all need to live life like a Yorkie puppy! Legs flailing to reach the next adventure, eyes alive with excitement, ears flopping from bouncing up and down with happiness, and... yes... skidding sideways around a doorway, entering a room like Kramer on Seinfeld, with narry a fear of what's waiting on the other side. Now that's livin'! Ahhh, to be a Yorkie... Sue B.
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ReplyDeleteI don't know if you've seen this, but you should check it out...pretty powerful and awesome!
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vidsindividual&videoid=15552926
Peace,
Josh