There’s a few things that I’ve been thinking lately that don’t really warrant their own post. Half thoughts and ideas that I decided might as well be tipped out here. So it’s random rambling time. For those of you who haven’t been around for a random ramble it’s just a post where I prattle on about whatever takes my fancy, jumping here there and everywhere, wherever my train of thought takes me. So people enjoy them. Lots. Some, I’m sure, are more like whatever Suger show us an outfit and quit waffling on. So here’s hoping your in the former camp or this is going to be a sad old-time for you.
At work the other day we were talking about the feel of an office; the atmosphere and vibe. I jokingly said welcome to my aura, that I create this happiness bubble around me and that they should all thank me for that. Well, you know, unless I’m cranky than watch out as the storm clouds build and pouring rain dumps on your head. My Dad once said to me that I should be careful as I didn’t realise the impact I had on people around me, how I impact them with me attitude.
I think now he was trying to tell me to use my powers for good, not evil. Maybe my Dad thinks I’m Spiderman or something… That’d be cool.
Today it was inferred that I was selfish and that having children would help even me out a little. It got me to thinking that a. some people are jerks and b. parents are probably the most selfish people out there. Sure they do selfish in terms of it’s all about them and their kids. But still, selfish en masse. It’s an economy of time thing, I’m sure, but try to tell me that the most helpful people, the ones always willing to put up their hand for a job or to help you out are the ones without kids. Maybe I’m wrong but think about it. Have I just turned the entire people without kids are selfish thing on its head? Perhaps. You decide.
Do you work in an office? Do people in your office have a problem with losing pens, or having them pinched anyway? Around here we have big problems with pens going missing. The label maker has been getting a work out as people label their pens and pencils so that the culprit can be hunted down and killed. Errr, I mean found and made to suffer. I mean, return the pen. People get pretty possessive of their pens. I like to call them liquid gold, inky liquid gold but I then I thought today, perhaps pen ink is more comparable to oil. Texas tea or so the Beverly Hills hill-billies say. Don’t you think?
My husband, the Hubby as he’s known around these here parts, is a funny guy. Funny haha AND funny strange. It’s one of my favourite things about him. People take a liking to him almost instantly and he’s just so easy to like. And of course, he’s not that as well. I was thinking the other day how much I differ from the person I thought I’d be and how different he is to the man I thought I’d marry {though the wide shoulder and muscled arms are the same. Ha!} and how life just goes how it goes. you never know, right? Thank goodness I was born under a lucky star and don’t mind a bit of hustle. Luckeeeeeee!
So that’s about it. I’m all rambled out. Phew. Is there anything that you need to get off your chest? Tell Aunty Suger.
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Hi! I’m Melissa Walker Horn. Around here, they call me Suger. I’m the Chief Blogger and doer of all the things here at Suger Coat It. Blogging since 1901; I love a casual ootd, taking photos, and writing about things that irk or inspire me. I love wine and cheese, long days at the beach and spending time with my family. I make stuff for the internet over at Chalkboard Digital. You know, living the sweet life.
Pens are not safe at my work. I have plenty of pens and people take them along with other office equipment of mine. At one time I used to label swear words on them and it was funny how nothing ever got stolen. Might have do that again.
The only thing I have to get off my chest are that my co-workers are so lazy. Sometimes we have sometimes to do some work (like getting ready for dances, BBQ’s, etc) and they will not do anything in preparation but will squeeze me out of the credit at the end.
I love, LOVE the idea of the swear words labelled all over it. I’m going to give this a dry. Haha.
Ugh. That’s the worst! Sucks to hear it.
Pens are actually pretty safe at my work. Though I’m VERY attached to the one I just nabbed from the stationery cupboard that has built in post it note flags. SO awesome.
So awesome indeed! Post its in a pen is SUCH a win.
“how different he is to the man I thought I´d marry” Soooo hearing you here. I´ve been with my bf for 2 years now and although I liked him before (we were friends for many years) never ever saw him as dating material. Even when we started the “friends with benefit” thing, never occurred to me that we could date. Thank god he saw things differently 😀
Something I need to get off my chest? I´m tired of hearing my friends complaining about getting 30 this year. Most of us are, and they´re all panicking. One is couting her grey hairs, another is questioning if she made the right decision leaving her bf ´cause now she´ll be 30 and alone, and another one is trying to get pregnant again ´cause she doesn´t wanna get too old and be unalbe to have more children. Since when 30 is such a catastrophe??
Uff, feeling much better now, he.
It’s so true, apparently my lesson this lifetime is to expect the unexpected! Haha.
YES! I turned 30 this year and it was all kinds of amazing. So wonderful. I’m kind of in love with idea of 30 and all the possibility it brings. Another new decade to enjoy. No catastrophe here.
I love a rambling post and you do them so well. How do you keep your rambling posts not becoming epic posts like I have a tendency for?
Hmmm don’t know if I read you wrong about people with kids and willingness to give their time. So excuse me if I got it wrong. But I know at least for hubby and I we will still drop everything to help others, the kids aren’t an “out” for us.
But next thing if people are playing the you don’t have kids card at you, go tell them to take their self-centred and righteous attitude elsewhere.
Re: you and hubby, you guys are the sweetest, I feel much the same about Ben. We’re opposites but we are so the answer to each others ying and yang……wouldn’t change it for the world.
What’s on my chest: people carrying on about their age, like their old, fragile and their days are against them, they carry on that there’s nothing exciting left. Seriously it’s a worry when people are harping on about it in their 30’s nd 40’s already.
There you go I match your rambling post with a rambling reply, you know you love it, just face it. Love ya. X
Love, love it. Yes and yes. I love your rambling replies.
That person who said you were selfish – they can farrrrrk off. Aunty Cilla said so.
I take issue with the “you’re not a mum, you wouldn’t understand”. There is a bit of that patronising attitude out there.
Don’t even get me started…..
Haha. Thanks Cilla.
And good one! Totally.