Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Passive Aggressive

Passive Aggressive behavior is a form of covert abuse. When someone hits you or yells at you, you know that you've been abused. It is obvious and easily identified. Covert abuse is subtle and veiled or disguised by actions that appear to be normal, at times loving and caring. The passive aggressive person is a master at covert abuse.

Passive aggressive behavior stems from an inability to express anger in a healthy way. A person's feelings may be so repressed that they don't even realize they are angry or feeling resentment. A passive aggressive can drive people around him/her crazy and seem sincerely dismayed when confronted with their behavior. Due to their own lack of insight into their feelings the passive aggressive often feels that others misunderstand them or, are holding them to unreasonable standards if they are confronted about their behavior.

Lately, Richard and I I have been experiencing this behavior from Uncle Joe. However, if I am blogging about this, I may be Passive Aggressive. Is this 6 degrees of separation?

Always stay sweet,

Sweetheart


Dodgeball update


On Sunday, right after Mass, our team, "Frontal Lobe Blasters" will be playing a team out of Hoquiam called "Kumbaya, , Can't We Just Get Along?" Might be bloody, but fun.


Always stay sweet,

Sweetheart

! ' ' ; .


I have received many emails regarding my lazy use of punctuation. Please remember:

I AM A DOG.

Always stay sweet,

Sweetheart

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Dodgeball


Richard and I have joined a local dodgeball team out here in Ocean Shores. We are becoming very fit and Richard is cutting back on the vodka. Below is a picture of me in my dodgeball gear.

Always stay sweet,

Sweetheart

The rhythm is back

Richard and I slept until 4 am. So:

I got circadian rhythm
I got music
I got my man (Richard)
Who could ask for anything more?
I've got daisies
In green pastures
I got my man (Richard)
Who could ask for anything more?

Always stay sweet,

Sweetheart

Monday, April 13, 2009

Bidet

After only 6 hours of panhandling at the beach yesterday Richard and I are able to purchase and install a bidet in the attic lavatory. Sweet.

Always stay sweet,

Sweetheart

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Uncle Joe's lunch

Uncle Joe enjoys salami sandwiches with Miracle Whip.
Always stay sweet,

Sweetheart