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Bear with me and my insecurities. I am going to rant right now. I have this problem, I think people don’t like me unless they share random little useless facts about themselves with me. I love hearing little day to day quirks about people. The small accomplishments, the little silly things that happen in their day, I love to hear about these things! It brings me joy.

It bugs me to no end that my husband never remembers to share little things with me like how his parents told him they painted a room in their house or other random things that. These random things don’t affect my salvation or make me a better person really, they just make me feel a part of other’s lives. I have a need to feel a part of something greater than myself. Something like my extended family, or even all of humanity.

Growing up my Mom and Dad would call home while they were at work or out and about just to say hi and share some small little things that weren’t particularly awesome and awe inspiring, but they did make me feel like I was sharing the experience with them. I liked that. (Though I do admit I didn’t really like that when the phone would ring in the middle of the night, but now I am paying them back by calling after my kids bedtime, which happens to be pretty late for them thanks to the two hour time difference between here and Oklahoma.)

So you who are in my family, you who are my friends, you who I hardly know, but should know, the more menial things you tell me, the happier I am. I am strange, but I love to hear about your child’s diaper rash ( so I can commiserate). Or the fact that you ran out of spoons for ice cream after dinner and it bugged you because you just wanted to dig into your ice cream, but had to let it melt a bit while you washed a spoon… Yep, I like to hear about that stuff.

I know I am random. I am ridiculous. But that is how I am. I can’t change it. I don’t feel connected with someone unless I know little things. I feel awkward around you unless I know that you prefer shower curtains or shower doors. Or that you went to the park and spent hours on the swings because the sun was out. Or that you spent a day last Fall doing something as small as weeding the garden.

Also, FYI: If it comes out of my mouth, what I said is probably what I meant. Nothing more, maybe something less. I get into to trouble a lot because I forget to filter my thoughts and they all just come out. So If I said “you look great in brown”, I mean it. I don’t mean that you look best in a color that resembles the earth because it camouflages you or you seem like a drab person. I just mean that brown looks good on you and makes you look nice.

I am pretty simple. Pretty stupid too because I am not good at with-holding my thoughts. I think it is because I am from the South or something. A girl raised in the South, by a woman raised in New York, who was raised by Europeans. I must be the culture clash of the century.

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Update:

Oh my, your comments so far are making me fall off my chair laughing! Thanks for letting me know the menial things in your life. That is where we find the real comedy that brings a giggle and brightens the day. The groceries, the missing store, the shower curtains… I love it! Thank you, thank you!

Comments

Melinda June 2, 2008 at 3:58 p.m.

I LOVE YOU. Um.... the higlight of my weekend was a special on 4 pounds of strawberries at Winco. Only $3! I was so excited that I left a huge bag of groceries at winco on the litle ledge you use to bag your groceries. It was full of tortillas, bagels, bread.... I didn't realize until 2 hours later so I rushed back and guess what!? It was stil there. Hallallua! Yesterday I made a strawberry pie and it was delicious.

Ily June 2, 2008 at 4:37 p.m.

LOL! You have made me the happiest woman alive with your stories! Too bad we can't come sample the pie, sounds yummy!

Dad Murdock June 2, 2008 at 4:55 p.m.

I hope you feel better after expressing yourself. We will try to be more trivial and random in the future.

shannon b June 2, 2008 at 5:10 p.m.

oh Ily, you make me smile! :) Well, if you really want to know . . . . today we ran into Beaverton to do some super quick errands (left at 11:30 and needed to be home well in time for Conner's 3pm pick-up). Anyways, I needed to get my brother a graduation present and my dad a b-day present. Got my brother's stuff at Target. (And found a few minutes to sneak into Linens & Things which is having a store closing sale). Then it was off to Sharper Image for my dad. I pull into the shopping area, right up to Sharper Image and discover that it is gone! Like out of business, disappeared. I was so frustrated. So today, I'm shopping on the internet and my dad will be receiving a letter/e-mail on his b-day with a photo of his gift that should be arriving in the mail shortly.

Julie June 2, 2008 at 11:10 p.m.

Ily! I love that you wrote this. It really made me laugh! Our internet hasn't been working for a while and today it finally started working again so i have been reading all of the posts that I have missed. It makes me miss you all so much. I like shower doors better to tell ya the truth too, even though shower curtains are prettier they tend to sometimes fly in a stick to you while you are showering and I don't like that.

Melinda June 4, 2008 at 8:51 a.m.

Last night at during dinner Benj and I were talking away and I guess didn't look over at Jason for a moment. When we did we realized that Jason had shoved his entire dinner of corn and fish down his onsie shirt. He thought it was the funniest thing. We tried really hard to not laugh, but it was too funny.

Ily June 4, 2008 at 8:31 p.m.

OK Melinda, so that is really funny! Bet that was fun to clean up!

DIANE June 5, 2008 at 12:05 p.m.

The other morning Tux was trying to wake up at 5:30 AM. I got so mad at her that I fed her and kicked her out of our room and shut the door. She came back and started clawing at the door. I told Dad to go out and strangle her. We couldn't really do that but we came close.