Prepare yourself. I've got me some right powerful feelings tonight.
Might be best to just move on, come back when I'm feeling more balanced.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
Good 'ole Forrest. "Life is a box of chocolates" and all that. Ticks me off. Not the movie, although I do have to say that I don't love Forrest Gump. Really, the shrimp part is my favorite. But no, the whole "You never know what you're going to get" line. That irritates me tonight.
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| Tonight, I just want to smack him. I realize he (the character) is basically mentally disabled and that makes me a terrible person. I wouldn't actually smack him, if that makes it any better. I doubt that it does, though. |
First off, it doesn't help that I gave up sweets for Lent. Yes, I know I said I was giving up "seconds" but I also said that I knew what I meant, and then I discovered that the line was quite blurry, and I had no idea what I meant. So then I thought I needed something with hard and fast rules. And then I thought I was being legalistic, which isn't cool anymore, since the whole grace thing entered the picture. But then I consoled myself with the fact that Lent is about where we were before Christ, which is stuck in legalism, or "rule-following", and so perhaps it was fitting.
Whew. April 8th, I'm eating sweets morning, noon, and night. And then I'm buying 1/2 off candy for the next week. Or two. Just in case you wondered about my plans.
Anyhow, that's the first reason why I hate the "chocolates" line. The second is that I hate not knowing what I'm going to get. Skeeves me right out. I like predictability, dependability, schedules. This Fire Life that this here FireWife is living, it has no schedule. Nothing is set, nothing is dependable, except that anything can always happen.
