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sheldon cooper

I’m a people person. I like people . I mean, really. All kinds of people. Tall people, short people, but I guess I have to say I like weird people best. I don’t know why. It’s always been that way. I don’t mean it in a bad way. Not at all. If I call you weird, I really do mean it as a compliment. Offbeat. Not in the mold. Probably because I was the WEIRD kid. You know how , NOW nerds are cool, and shows like The Big Bang Theory make everyone laugh , and geeks are the “IT ” deal? Well, this was the 80’s . We weren’t the hot item then, folks. You wore the glasses and carried the bag with waaaaaaaay too many books than were acceptable, people were laughing alright , but not in a kind manner. If you could spout more facts about reptiles, or the solar system at age 7 than your grade school teacher, your popularity rating was not going to be up there with Kaley Cuoco. So I have a soft spot for the odd one out ya know. My husband actually calls me a kook magnet. He says if there is a weird or kooky person within a certain radius they will gravitate towards me. But, I don’t mind. They’ve got the stories , you know? I call it blog fodder. I mean sure, normies have interesting stories too, but if you want the great stories, the really fun things to write about , you have to meet the oddballs. So give me the unusual ones any day. I promise you won’t be sorry.

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Use what talent you possess: The woods would be very silent if no birds sang except those that sang the best. ~ Henry Van Dyke

I like to sing. I don’t know that I’m any good at it, but I enjoy it. I especially like turning the radio up loud when I’m in the car by myself, and just letting it all go. I know the people at stop lights probably wonder if I’m cleared to drive, but hey, life is too short to worry about what the person in the next car thinks, right? Music is good for the soul, they say, and I have found that to be true. When I don’t feel well, I love turning the music channel on the t.v. and listening to depressing songs. Sounds weird probably, but it helps me feel better. Hearing other people sing about how their life sucks just kind of makes you realize that maybe yours isn’t so bad. I had never seen the above quote before today. I think it’s great, though. I wish more people felt like that. When I was little my dad used to take me out in the woods a lot. I loved sitting with him and listening to all the sounds of the outdoors. I hadn’t really thought about what the forest would sound like if only the best birds sang. You don’t really imagine one bird saying to another, “Geez, Bill, you are SO off-key! What is with you?!? Thinking you can sing and crap? Get real!” No, I guess they are probably all just happy with what the Good Lord gave them, and just happy with the fact that they didn’t get eaten overnight or anything. If we were more grateful for the small things in life, we might have more to sing about……..Hmmmmm…..well, I didn’t get eaten overnight……believe I’ll sing! 🙂