We had our annual holiday get-together at our house this last weekend, where something like 25 to 100 people stopped by our little abode to partake in food, drink, and stimulating conversation.
Twenty-five is the more likely number of attendees, but it’s all a matter of perspective, right? A very social, extroverted person may have looked at our gathering and thought, “My, what a charming little party this is.” While a more private, introverted person might have thought, “GAHHH!!!”
Regular readers of this blog know that I lean more toward the latter than the former, so perhaps you’re wondering why I have these parties to begin with? Truth be told, in the days leading up to the events, I wonder it myself. But the fact is, I enjoy them.
I especially enjoy them when they’re over.
Also, I think we introverts have an obligation to society to show how parties should be done. Because from the parties I’ve thrown and the parties I’ve attended, I’ve come to one inescapable conclusion: Introverts throw better parties.
That is because, as with all things, we overthink them.
Little confession to make here: I have spent a good portion of my life – nay, let’s make that the majority of my life – as a perfectionist.
You know. One of those kinds of people.
But speaking on behalf of those kinds of people, I want you to know we really don’t mean to be assholes. It’s just that, you know … we want things to be perfect. And, um … the way you’re doing it? Whatever it is you happen to be doing at any given moment? We can easily think of three or four ways it could be done better. And we’d like you to know it.
Frankly, I would have happily remained a perfectionist if not for the fact I once worked for a proud, self-proclaimed perfectionist. I mean, OMG, was she an asshole! And then one day she said, “You’re just like me!”
Which really, really, pissed me off, you know? Especially when I realized it was true.
Since then I have been on a mission to overcome this deep character flaw of mine, and I think I have finally succeeded. Really, I think I have!
Here, let me show you the evidence: Continue reading “On Track for Self Improvement, or Derailed? You Decide.”
As I was out and about this last weekend
enjoying enduring the holiday shopping madness, I couldn’t help but notice the variety of winter sleepwear available to women.
The reason I couldn’t help noticing is that Husband has an uncanny knack for parking by entrances leading straight into lingerie departments. It’s like some sort of weird psychic ability of his to know precisely where each store locates their underwear. I guess you could say it’s his superpower.
An amazing, yet completely unhelpful, superpower.
Anyway, I noticed that each article of sleepwear — regardless of its color or size — gave a very clear message. Or at least I thought the message was clear.
Don’t believe me? Here … let me show you: Continue reading “A Guide to Women’s Sleepwear, Winter Edition”
Have you ever been to a Thanksgiving dinner where each guest is supposed to say something they’re thankful for? Don’t you just hate that?
Honestly, it wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t so darn lame. How many times can you hear “I’m thankful for my family,” or “I’m thankful for good friends,” without wanting to stab yourself with the olive pick?
But then I thought, hey, what if we spiced things up just a little? What if we were thankful for everything? After all, one thing I hear a lot (at least in church) is that we should be thankful in all circumstances.
Which can be a real challenge. Continue reading “Giving Thanks for Our Stories”
Diane over at Ladies Who Lunch Reviews had jury duty a while back and commented on it here. Which led me to comment on my jury experience, which led us to create a wild notion of posting about our experiences at the same time!
Just what kind of crazy shenanigans are these bloggers up to? The mind reels!
You’ll also note I’m posting on a Monday rather than my usual Wednesday. So if you feel all discombobulated right now, that’s why. (I love that word, discombobulated. I’d use it more often, except I hate feeling discombobulated. I only like the word. not the experience.)
Anyway, I shall now conjure up for you my unpleasant memory of when I served on a jury with idiots. But true to the spirit of this blog, I’m going to give you helpful tips as well, so you can avoid ever having to serve on a jury with idiots yourself.
Continue reading “Jury, Schmury, Where’s the Deli?”
Given the fact that we are nearly full throttle into the holiday season, it occurred to me some of you might start feeling just a wee bit stressed about all the activities and projects that sneak up on us this time of year.
Well, stress no longer! We here at Feeding on Folly have your best interests at heart — and honestly, you couldn’t have found a better place to find help. With all due respect, I am the Queen, King, and All Royal Subjects of the Land of Organization.
This is because, dear friends, I have a vast amount of experience with making To-Do Lists. After all, I started writing them at a very young age. Yet even then I showed remarkable astuteness with how they should be done. I wasn’t even aware of how astute I was, but I’m telling you, I astuted early in life. I was practically bathing in astutement.
Continue reading “How To Make a Holiday To-Do List That Works (Plus, Bonus Recipe!)”