Yesterday I was at an event where I met a woman who liked to complain.
She liked to complain a lot.
She was wealthy, in good health, and from where I was sitting, seemed to have a pretty good set-up. (Read: I wanted to smack her). Part of me sorta wished she had some some secretly horrific thing going on deep down that would warrant her to behave so dreadfully and complain so repeatedly, but, perhaps that says more about me than it does about her.
Sometimes we (and by we I mean me) need a reminder to keep our act together. Nobody gets to determine my happiness but me. There are very few things I can control in this world, but not being ‘That Woman’ who complains too much at parties is one of them.
So that’s what I’m working on right now. Not complaining.
And, when all else fails, I can rely on a helping hand from Bing and Rosemary.
Raise your hand if I just gave you Christmas spirit in June.
Sorry!
I like you. <3
I like you too, CC 🙂
White Christmas is my favorite movie at all times of year. Also: I like this a lot.
Me too, but I put a self-imposed ban on it Jan-October. Mid-Novemeber, though, it busts out!
Whew Peaches. You just touched on a major life lesson. One which I thankfully realized decades ago while observing certain relentlessly negative relatives with a mixture of confusion and sadness. Sadly, I think it is those who have very little to complain about who complain the loudest. That said, we all have our own issues and limitations….. but still, sometimes you just want to throttle people!!!!
“Those who have very little to complain about who complain the loudest” …. yup. That seems about right. Glad we learned this lesson early on 🙂
I love this movie! Thanks for Christmas in June!!! 🙂
Wahoo!
My favorite quote (from Rosemary’s ” Girl Singer”) -” It is impossible to be grateful and unhappy at the same time.” Words I try to live by. Yay Rosemary!!
So wise, that Rosemary Clooney.
And her nephew ain’t too shabby either.
Aww, love this movie! Especially Rosemary and Vera Ellen singing “Sisters” at the top, in the turquoise outfits with matching giant feathered fans.
And there are always people out there who will gripe and complain, no matter what, because they seem to enjoy being miserable. They should watch White Christmas in June, and get happy.
YUS!
Confession. I was so desperate for a sister as a kid I decided to perform the song it at my elementary school talent show. Solo. Blue feather fan and everything. Like that wasn’t creepy at all. Last minute, my dad convinced the mom of a friend that her daughter and I ought to perform it together. Two of us. It was fine, but sometimes I hear real sisters singing it together like it’s cute and my inner 7-year-old gets majorly angry jealous. Sisters!!!!!!!
(raises hand and smiles)
White Christmas! Ain’t noth’in like Bing, Danny, Rosemary and Vera for the holidays! Actually, any Bing movie anytime of the year!
Amen, sister. Put negativity out into the world and that is what you’ll reap.
Plus, we all know that shit rolls downhill so if it can be avoided, let oneself not be the font from which it springs…
The complaining woman reminded me of something my aunt used to say. She had a group of ladies she played cards with and as they got older their health was not as good. Her comment upon leaving to play cards was always “God, I hope this doesn’t turn into an organ recital.” I adored her for her zest for life.
I dunno about Christmas spirit, but you gave me an earworm for the rest of the day. There are far worse songs I could hear repeatedly.
At an event this weekend, I noticed a guest who seemed to be longingly left out of the conversations around her. When a friend and I ended up seated next to her, I realized why: she managed to turn every conversational salvo into a spiritless gripe.
It’s just exhausting to be trapped with someone so determined to complain, especially at a happy gathering, and it reminded me quite forcefully to be alert to opportunities to make the best of my life.
Ha!! I just came to say how thankful I was to know such an inspiring lady, and there I saw that I had already commented on it. Keep on keeping on with your bad self, pretty bird <3