December 21, 2007

• A Blonde Moment

  You may not know it, but I was blonde from birth until I graduated college.  Go figure!  I was a little cotton top boy!  When I was in grade school, my hair was easy to spot since it was so blonde.  I found out later in High School that girls liked guys with blonde hair.  Hey, I met that criteria.  I don't think I was a really handsome guy that girls would flock to, but I had this "pretty" hair, it was long, and I knew how to listen.  I still know how to listen, though I don't always have advice, but I listen.  Somewhere in the middle of college, I realized that I loved a girl that I had dated from HS.  Until that time, I had been what was typically called a fickle February child.  We got married and life has been great ever since.  Too fairy tale sounding?  Well, we've had ups and downs, and she's still a "keeper"!

  A couple years after I graduated college, my hair started darkening.  Naturally, that is.  I didn't ever color it or anything, but it started turning brown.  It got a dark brown, up until I had the car accident.  Then it started getting lighter again, and it wasn't blonde, the hair started turning white.  Now that's interesting.  Well, not really.  But now, it's light looking and I think most of that is due to it turning white.  Makes me think that kids and rough times can do that.  LoL!

  So it seems to me that I can still have blonde moments.  Or at least, I can relate to those. And I had one the other day.  A guy made a comment that he really didn't want to hear about my physical health, and I didn't understand that when I replied.  Then he let me know that he didn't think I was dumb, which I replied that he should have considered that because I didn't get the gist of the conversation until his private message.  Oh, I get it.

  A Rude Awakening

  If I get comfortable around people, I have this tendency to let them know how I really feel (especially physically).  If you're reading this, you may already know about the health problems and such.  There's two reasons here that anybody might know.  One, you've read this blog for awhile and you know this was a place for me to vent, and tell stories.  Two, I might not have cared what I said since this was public.  Wait, am I being rude?  I've told some about myself because it was suggested for therapy.  I've told some because people that read have asked.  So, no rudeness intended.  I hope you're a reader that "wants" to know, but if only reading because of curiosity, that's okay.

  So, I got comfortable with a group and I let them know how I was feeling.  That's when the above mentioned comment came to me, but I had a blonde moment and didn't recognize it.  After the private message, I realized that I had opened up about myself, and he, as most people, don't want to hear about other's problems.  So, it was kinda' rude what he said, but it was the truth.  Most people really don't want to know how you're doing even if they ask.  Geemyknee, I knew that, so why didn't I remember it?  Maybe, blonde, huh?

  BTW, you may be reading this right now and it will change: it somehow published while I was still in the middle of typing.  My mistake.

  How Are You?

  What most people really want with this question is the typical "Fine, and you?"  I think it's the same everywhere.  However, there are some people that really want to know.  If I ask, I want to know.  Some people that read are those type people.  But the majority of people that I run in to really don't want to know how I am or how things are going.  I've known this for a long long time and I just forget upon occasion.  Tsk, tsk!  I should know better, huh?

  Lessons Learned

  I hate having to relearn lessons that I've already learned.  It's kinda' embarrassing.  But, sometimes they must be relearned.

  Oh, there's no offense to the "rude" guy.  I think he's truthful in that he might be the only one that isn't raising their eyebrows when I tell about myself.  On the other hand, I don't think he was thinking about being kind since he made his statement in a public way.  If you have something to say to people and you realize that others will not like what you're saying, even if they agree, then it's best to keep it in a private way.  If you say it publicly, then one might guess that you don't care about feelings, just yourself.

  The FogWalker contemplates some of his lessons learned...then goes back to the recliner for more oblivion...

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