Etiquette & Social Grace
I don’t really understand either one.
I’m a friend’s +1 for a wedding taking place this evening. I’m in a dress, which is weird for me.
I mentioned to a coworker that I’m not planning to buy a gift since I have never met the bride or groom and she looked at me like I am crazy. The ‘rules of society’ are so illogical to me. Is the gift the return payment for eating dinner at the reception or something..? If that’s the case, I’d much rather bring my own food than buy a gift. They’d save the cost of the meal and wouldn’t have to send a ‘thank you’ card to someone they don’t know for a gift they didn’t ask for. Everybody’s happier that way.
Thirty Two
I have now completed thirty two full revolutions around the sun! Ye-haw! Yes, that does mean I’m eating ice cream for breakfast. *grin*
Today, I’m off to the Art Fair in Uptown. It should be fun!
An Evening In
So, I’m an introvert. I am capable of stretching myself and engaging in social situations I find uncomfortable, but when I have the apartment all to myself on a Saturday night, sometimes the lure of peaceful relaxation is just too much to turn down. Today was one of those days, so earlier I sent this message to an acquaintance.
Hello to the birthday girl!
I hope your party is the best sort of fun!
I wanted to let you know that I’m giving myself permission to stay home, eat pizza, and watch Star Trek tonight. I’m feeling very introverted today, and I don’t want to be the person hiding in the corner, staring at my phone, trying to avoid conversations, and making other people feel awkward in my presence. I know this is incredibly selfish, but I’m hoping it also means you and your party guests will have a better time because no one will have to think twice about who is or isn’t having a good time.
Have a super happy birthday party! I’ll eat an extra slice and say
hello to Jean-Luc for you.
~Brianne
I’m kind of proud that I was brave enough to chicken out, heh. The Captain and my pizza are waiting…
(7/31/11 Note: I figured out that of the 168hrs in a week, I only have the apartment completely to myself for about 8-10 of those hours on average.)
Almost Time & PI
It’s hard to believe that vacation is almost here!! We leave Monday right after I get off work. I’d love to duck out early, but I think I’ll be too busy. Oh well, 4pm will come soon enough! Then – it’s Jon, Me, Surprise (the name of our Honda Element – get it??) and the open road!! As long as we don’t end up in any southeast-bound thunderstorms, it’ll be great. *grin*
You know what else? Only 4 days til we’re at Organ Piper Pizza! Can’t wait!!
In other news, I re-took the Predictive Index (PI) test at work, just out of curiosity. I haven’t changed a whole lot, but I’ve grown more assertive. It’s a good thing, I think, as long as I can temper it when it’s unnecessary. One interesting thing – I tend toward the extreme objective end of the objective-subjective scale. It was suggested that extreme objectivity is sometimes caused by traumatic events or painful situations. I found that a bit humorous, because I have my suspicions that it’s just a family trait in my case, and a trait I also share with my husband. Many of us are NT‘s, after all. It did get me thinking though (imagine that, heh) …is there anything I can do to stretch my subjective and emotional muscles? This may be something to explore in the future.
A Trace of Rancor
I hate myself a little bit today.
Tired of the disastrous state of the kitchen, I washed a bunch of my roommate’s dishes. The thing is, I’m not mad at him for not washing them, I’m mad at myself for choosing to do it and still somehow feeling bitter about it. I’m pretty sure that makes me an idiot.
But, I’m an idiot with a slightly cleaner kitchen.
P.S. Does anyone mind short blog posts? I wonder if I’d write more often if I didn’t worry so much about getting to +150 words…
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