Why can't people communicate anymore? I see problems all the time. You can't talk to family or friends or employees or husbands or ANYONE without having to be sure you don't say something that might ruffle their tender little feathers!
And my grand kids' favorite comeback is "You shouldn't judge, Grandma." That insane kind of thinking is certainly NOT Bible, and it has done so much damage to our children and our Nation!
OF COURSE, we should JUDGE! You must judge what you eat, judge how you dress, judge who you become friends with, judge who you date, judge how you spend your money, and on and on and on I could go.
The word "Judge" means "to form an opinion or conclusion about".
I will admit that I was NOT born on the planet of "Unruffled Feathers".
In my family, if you didn't learn how to speak up and say what you wanted to say, you would be ignored, verbally abused and probably be mistaken for DEAD!
Now, I will admit, that my family was way off the scale when it comes to communication without concern for other's feelings, BUT we all knew how to speak our mind. We didn't cuss or hit, but we could talk, explain, argue, discuss and speak up.
There has to be a happy medium in there somewhere. People have to QUIT being so ridiculously sensitive all the time.
They need to smile, be happy, appreciate that they just maybe, might not be perfect, and could use some advice and/or correction now and then.
So, I will let that go, and show you my two new videos from my brand new camcorder!
I am at my house where the internet upload speed FLIES, so it took less than one minute to upload these two HIGH DEFINITION videos. YIPPEE!
The first one is for my friends Mona and Jack. They used to be our neighbors in Kingston a zillion years ago. They were from Colorado, and they didn't like Kingston's weather. Mona hated it so much, Jack finally moved her back to Colorado.
Mona and Jack had LOTS of pets. Goodness, there were usually about 5 cats, 2 to 4 dogs, chickens, goats and maybe a donkey or a horse or both. I used to complain all the time about the dog and cat hair all over the place. When I went to their house, Mona would say, "Don't come over here in black jeans!" She would cover up a chair for me to sit in. One of their cats threw up a hair ball or something once, and I thought I would throw up one myself!
I was very ANTI-pet at the time. I figured I had enough to do with a business to run, grandbabies to care for and two homes to take care of. I thought pets were a major nuisance.
Well, my little video will show you I WAS RIGHT! Notice in the yard one of the MANY holes Josie has dug. The backyard here looks like the surface of the moon! Notice the two lawn chair cushions. Notice the white stuff all over the grass. It is NOT snow! It is the former stuffing from the chairs. If I could have turned the tree around, you would see the huge hole in the side of the trunk that Josie has chewed.
She wanted proof! She said she told Jack that we had two dogs, and he did not believe it! He wanted proof! LOL. Hence, the video.
And, YES! I have my new camera. Actually, the 2nd new camera. I got the next step up from what I first had because the first one had a NON-removable battery. I like to have two batteries so one is always charged. I noticed that my two new videos have HD next to them. I decided that HD is really nice for the quilt, but not so much for my face!
Here is Nida's Garden:
I have to go for now.
Be back soon.