Ok, so now it is my turn.

I am a critical person....always. I think I have been forced to be this way. I was raised to be a pleasing person. My parents were phenomenal, but in our small town setting you were raised to make others happy. You would sacrifice personal pleasure to assure that others had their needs met in a gracious fashion. For the most part you were met in return with gratitude and actions in kind.

When I left that small town for an only slightly bigger town, I did not realize the fundamental truth that people suck. So here I am with my good hearted ideals, and I trust in others. In this new setting though, the response found was quite different. It took me some time and some heartache before realizing the gracious servitude taught to me as a child would no longer serve me as an adult.

I think this is why I am so critical. That or I am now old, bitter, and cynical, but either way, I have a hard time "softening up." So I joke and jeer at those who still look at the world with that romantic view, and I guess I should offer myself up for the same response.

So I guess this blog, that I opened last spring, has sat empty for long enough. It is time to take my lumps!