Born a girl and proud of it...

A couple days ago I was mucking around with a friend of mine and shared with her something secret and deep and meaningful... It was this:

When I walk into someone's house for the first time I have a set of 'cue cards' in my head that I use to compliment the owner on her house.

It's not that I don't notice stuff at all... it's that I notice it too late and miss that very critical window of opportunity to make a good impression.

People take pride in their home and I have learned that, even if I think the house looks messy, this person probably just cleaned it and for them it is clean... (Thing is.... I really don't care..........)

It gets especially bad when people (in Las Vegas) have just painted their house. Excuse me when

I don't see the HUGE difference. It was beige before and now it is beige again. There's no real difference. Not for me... Not for anybody. I'm just the first one to actually admit it!

My friend says that I have the same problem most guys have. It's hard for me to notice stuff that girls notice. My theory is that girls are just the better liars. With my set of imaginary cue cards I just have to pick up a clue here and there in conversation and then comment on it in a predetermined time frame.

It's not hard. just embarrassing to admit.

I'm glad she didn't call me a flat out guy... Coz if I'd have to be a boy I want to be a boy with ALL the advantages... pee standing up, have a smelly room (clothes/body) and don't care (ok, not all boys) and, my favourite, I want to be able to make funny patterns with hair on my face!!! Coz that's pretty cool!

If I can't have all that I stick to my very 'manly' cue cards!

Twenty ten or two thousand ten?

Apparently there is a huge difference in the way you say this year... Twenty ten is more hip they say and we should say that...

But when I say a complete date like January Six, then Two thousand and ten just sounds much better...

Sometimes I totally get hung up on details like that... Sometimes I tend to argue about absolutely nothing and if the other person doesn't stop me, then I go on and on about how I find a certain board game just not challenging enough for me to actually spend money on it.

And then there are other instances where I don't want people to stop me when I have a point... But they know they disagree and agreeing to disagree is not part of their value system so they interrupt me midstream and stop it all...

Both situations aggravate me and yet I have to learn some important truths if I want to continue to live a life full with friends.

God's grace is new every morning! I don't have to wait for January 1st to come around and whenever I feel like an idiot because I have argued too much, then I know I have a new beginning ahead... I can move forward because of God's forgiveness and grace.

And when I feel like I didn't even get to make my point before I was rudely interrupted, then I have to remember how much I value my friends and how little my point matters in the big scheme of things.

Even if my point is about how cool God is....

I keep on learning that He can defend Himself. My job is to tell the story, to tell the truth. As much as I like arguing at times, I will never convince someone of something unless they experience and learn the truth for themselves. SOMETIMES that happens through an argument. More often than not it happens through personal experience and learning!

That helps me relax... and enjoy my friends... and argue about if Starbucks coffee is really worth $5 a cup or if you're just paying for the comfy seat and the nice smell...

Or if 90% of Mac users really know how to use their expensive toy...? Yeah, I went there! Deal with it!