Hello Everyone:
Well I managed to power through the weekend with minimal bloodshed. In other words, my verbal quills left a few survivors. I went to the teenage nephew's middle school graduation yesterday and got a reminder why these things are sooooo boring. In a somewhat deliberate attempt to show my disdain, I arrived late, albeit fashionably. I took pictures on the iPad and I still have to send the remainder out. The teenage nephew looked quite dashing in his suit and purple tie. He gave a speech that seemed like he didn't write at all. It was just slightly too canned. There was cake and coffee (thank goodness) afterwards. I indulged in the fruit platter.
The quills were still out yesterday. I doubt they'll ever be fully tucked away for good. The spikiness is just part of my nature. I can moderate it but never fully get rid of it. I don't look at spikiness as necessarily a bad thing, it's more of a way to keep other people in check. It lets people know that I don't suffer fools easily or quickly. It also lets people that they can't get away with too much around me. The quills are also a defense mechanism against getting hurt. I've been hurt one too many times by people closet to me. Thus, I've developed a suit of spiked armor. This suit enables me to move through life and mitigate the pain that comes with it. For today, though, the quills have been lowered. They're still out but not in full force.
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