When I was dating a long time ago, my dates would compliment me. Now, if I had performed a scientific study, I could have compiled statistics on the types of compliments.
My Artistic Flair
My Body (as a whole)
And if I placed tick marks for each time I received a compliment, I would guess that my breasts would receive the most tick marks. And I have a problem with that.
Not that I have a problem with having well-complimented breasts, but you know, for me, certain parts of my body have more to do with genetics than with anything I do. It is sort of like someone complimenting your husband and you saying "thank you." I mean, you really did not do anything yourself.
Eyes are different. Sure, our eyes have a genetic component, but I believe that a person's personality, their character, their essence, can be seen in their eyes. People have kind eyes if they are kind, cold eyes if they have a cold heart. Oh, and I love when people look at my eyes instead of my breasts. Sort of indicates people are interested in me, not just my body. Not that I am offended when someone likes my body.
Now that I am older, I guess I want to make a new list of things to compliment. I am more picky over time, I guess, because I like extremely specific compliments. Instead of just "liking my eyes", I guess now I want my husband to say exactly what he likes about them. And I actually want people to appreciate my financial acumen (well, a stretch, as I am not that much of a Susie Orman1-type), my writing, my wit.
My last post said something about saying goodbye. Yeah, I have thought about it on more than one occasion. I am not trying to create any drama – but I will not be around for a few days. Just have other things to do. Not that I am leaving.
1By the way, I hate Susie Orman.
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