Thursday, November 7, 2013

I love to be part of discussions



But I bet you all knew that I am too long-winded to be a bit part player in anything.

I need to get too much of my opinions into the conversation.


To be honest, over the years I have met a few, usually women that give me a run for my money, that is with sounding off on their need to inform too…!

Not just in polite back and forth conversation, but in what used to be called as: one upmanship: The art of outdoing or showing up a rival or competitor, as in exploits, privileges, or honors.



Although, to be fair, most of the competitors in my contest/conversations online are more about us seeing how many words or answering with nearly novella capacity length verbiage our personal info, ideas or need to be known reasoning’s and that can be quite exhausting even for this prolific writer!


During the day I do so much prefer the simple replies: likes or LOLs or nearly anything that does not require exam quality essay explanations, ya know?


Boredom is not what it’s cracked up to be… than why... one might ask does one feel the need to get their point across with so much gusto to want to be heard, really?

Sadly, I haven’t a clue.

I wasn’t in a BIG family where no one listened to me; no, I was in a family where my voice was heard and respected for what I did have to say.

In fact, as a small child the phrase, out of the mouths of babes, I do recall hearing quite a bit by my elders around me.

Even then I was considered an ‘old soul’.

Supposedly that is why it wasn’t until my senior year of high school that I behaved like my peers who I used to think were childish!

Oh sure as a youngster I did misbehave or to some that might have been acted my age, occasionally.

I can recall my best friends in junior high and high school telling me to lighten up and not take things so seriously.


Ah, and so speaking with new people has always been a damned if you do or damned if you don’t type of a thing.

Sure we all want to multiply our friend’s base, and by numbers alone you all can see that I am wide-open to new people, but in reality no one can speak to each and every one of them. I currently have 2,572, FB friends, but it fluctuates daily. The ones I do talk to are not all on my friend's list, but most are, actually, just one isn’t right now that seems to like to talk to me in essay composition form, every few days…


Who knows why that is?

Oh that’s right, she reads and comments on my blogs, and I do like that she does that. But my responses had become so extensive that I took to talking/writing back to her on her message section on her FB timeline instead of on my blogs comment site for all to see. What goes online stays online, you all know that!

She is local and neither of us has requested the other to be friends with; and that is fine with me too and her apparently as well.



The only other long-winded writer that I can count our conversations as mini novel form replies is my one FB friend with her own site for people with commonalities in their ills for open discussions and that is why I feel free to be my usual opinionated self! She is a researcher and quite knowledgeable on all topics to do with nearly everything, but I think my feelings to not be as rigid in thinking about our mutual access to many items of interest is entitled for everyone to express why and what they think, does that make any sense? And since she is so well educated and astute and respectful of others I so enjoy playing the devil’s advocate to her tried and true ways of thinking!


YEP, the devil made me do it, now that other gal might think I am evil, she appears to be somewhat of a religious person who teaches little ones the bible… and not to say that she might be a bit of a zealot was evident in how she always closes her messages to me… “Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.” Which scares me; now don’t tell me that doesn’t give you a bit of fright too?!

Don’t want to mess with any of that!


And Hubby and me having had three religions in our households at one time…!

We have since narrowed it down to none that is unless there’s a holiday that we both enjoy, of course! INSTALL BIG SMILE HERE!

One never knows if I am kidding or not… (Shush everyone else, in case she reads this! Hello if you have…) But not kidding at all really, that is… or maybe I am?


On that note of who cares, allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know who and we will too!


And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

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