To wear or not to wear...?

This subject has been eating at me recently.

My dear friend whom I love so much posted a blog recently about pants and skirts. Alot of people replied with their own opinions on the subject. Someone said something along the lines of, "This just means that the closer you get to God the more convictions you have...", don't get me wrong, I'm not disagreeing. I don't say this just because I wear pants but, just because you wear a skirt doesn't mean that you are closer to God then the people who wear pants. I'm not against skirts, I mean, I wear them too, but just because I wear pants also doesn't make me a lesser being then women that choose to wear skirts constantly. If pants is your conviction then so be it, it's not mine and that's that. Hope no one hates me for it but I am perfectly okay with myself wearing pants, I don't think it's wrong of me, I said all of this to say that everyone has their own convictions, wearing pants just isn't one of mine...

Much love,
Sharri

six things I hate....

This is just some of my most recent pet peeves I suppose. Well.... not recent, but I only recently started thinking about what actually does get on my nerves.





A sarcastic comment mistook for "grumpiness"- The other night I was at someone's house and when someone walked through the door he shouted "HELLO SHARRI!" I replied "Hello loudness..." Then he called me grumpy... that was not me being grumpy, I was simply being sarcastic(nothing strange there, seriously Josh.)





Snobs-I was sitting next to Josh in church one Sunday morning and some stranger was on the other side of me, apparently she used to go to the church and most of the people knew her from Chimes, anyways, Pastor Wynn said(as usuall), "Shake someone's hand and thank them for being here today." I, of course, shook Josh's hand and then went to shake the stranger's hand. She flat out ignored me, yep, didn't even glance my way! Maybe it was wrong of me but it didn't matter at the time, I looked back at brother Wynn as he began to sing and muttered "snob" just loud enough towhere she could hear.





Whiney Soldiers- Yesterday I was sitting in the car headed home from work with Dad listening to, the most despised, NPR(National Public Radio) News. They were doing a live interveiw with a soldier, and he was whining on behalf of the army. His exact words were "You could ask any soldier here each one would take the first plane home." I'm sure that it's true but that's exactly what upsets me. We treat them like heroes, they are heroes I mean, they risk their lives to fight for their country every day, and that's just it! They are the one's who decided to join the army in the first place, and now they are going to whine that it's dangerous?! Well duh! Of course it's dangerous! What did they think was going to happen? Did they think that once they joined the army they would kick up there feet and drink coffee and eat biscottis?! Gosh.... I need to get off this subject.

Fly away by John Denver- Whiniest song in the world... I just hate it basically.

Zoning out when with friends- John always thinks I upset, angry or depressed, when he asks me what's wrong and I reply "nothing" he doesn't believe me?! Why does he not believe me?... Oh well.

Overly happy dogs- Better leave that one alone...

I'll stop at that, before I get all piped up about these subjects(all of the above.).