People need to be told that you care about them and appreciate them. I have someone that I want to give some kudos to today. Her name is Angie. She leads our moms group and does so much. She has two children that she takes care of, runs our club, and is a great friend. She is easy to get to know and care about. She takes our calls and answers our questions. I ignore my cell phone a lot if I’m out and about. I just wanted to tell everyone I know how wonderful you are! Thanks for being a great leader.

You know, Lately I feel like everything I say is the wrong thing to say. When I answer people’s questions or don’t answer and they look at me. I think, Oh no, what did I say wrong now. I was at a garage sale this weekend and I was trying to sell my TV to some guy. We weren’t using it anymore and I said the only reason we are selling it is because we got a flat screen. And then he said “oh, rich people”. And I thought. Oh man, I sound like a snob. I mean first I was offended because I was just called rich and by no means is that true. But, I spent way to much time worrying about this. My family is very fortunate and I thank God every day that we can pay our bills, we can provide for our kids. I’m thankful we have a house and his job is steady. I’m thankful that I don’t have to work. We do have debt, like most people do, we do choose poorly sometimes when it comes to “things” we buy. That’s what I’m working on right now and that is what my blog is for. Ways to save. Ways to cut back. I decided to cut back, sell everything that is just taking up space. We turned off our cable. That is what I should have said to the guy. We turned off our cable, but instead I sounded like a snob. At least I kept my mouth shut and didn’t argue with the guy.
Other times, I think it’s my silence that makes communicating with people really difficult. I was with some friends and we were all eating. The food just came out of the microwave and it was really hot. I took one and ate it and they asked me if it was hot. i don’t know why but for some reason I didn’t say anything. I should have said, I’ve burnt my tongue so many times I can’t feel anything. But instead, silence. So they said, yours must not have been hot. I just smiled. Good Grief. I also like to give too much information. Not dirty stuff, or anything that makes people uncomfortable, just stuff. Information people do not NEED. I hope that one of these days I figure out how to communicate. Even my own family doesn’t know how to talk to me. My parents have actually complained about it. I guess that’s why they don’t call or visit. I don’t know.