BUMMER!!!!

I hate it when I get outbid on Ebay! It happened about a half an hour ago, and I am still pouting. Normally I don't waste time pouting over getting outbid, but I really wanted to win this item. I was outbid in the last two seconds, when there wasn't time to do anything about it. Of course, I set 'rules' for myself when it became obvious to me that winning a bid seemed to be something I just had to do. Usually, I go in and see something I want or need, decide what I am willing to pay for it. Place the bid, and life goes on. If I lost the bid, then someone else has paid more than I was willing or able to pay. Today was a little different. I'm not even sure what I was bidding on. It was something to do with airplanes... and my son-in-law wanted it as an early birthday present. When he asked for this, the price was low. While I was watching the bidding, it jumped another $10. So, I made up my mind what I could bid, added in the shipping, set my amount... and bid. I thought I would win it, but at the last few seconds was outbid. Darn. I am disappointed.

On the DD front, I spent a few hours yesterday trying to explain to a 25 year old young single woman WHY some women actually choose to obey a husband. I tried telling her that many of us still believe in equal pay for equal work, and that we are not doormats because we choose to have a husband who leads our family. The funny part was listening to my brother jump into the conversation and say with all the certainty and confidence he possesses that a traditional lifestyle is ordained by God. He also went on to say that man was ordered to respect his wife, and she to respect him... and they are to love each other. Now, my brother is not married, but I have always suspected he would be part of my forum if he was married... I didn't realize his feelings ran so deep. Of course LAST Sunday, at my granddaughter's fifth birthday party, he was VERY upset with the female our other brother is dating. My son-in-law told Chrissy not to take a picture of him up in the tree taking down the pinata. It was a simple request... not a threatening tone... He went outside, and just that quick, A looked at Chrissy and said, "Do it now while he's not looking! He'll never know!" Chrissy said, "No. We respect each other, and I won't do that to him." Paul told A that in our family, when a man said 'no' to something, that was simply the way it was done. Our Mama tried to prevent bloodshed and she said, "Well, I didn't always agree with your Dad!" Paul looked at her and asked, "But, Mom, if Dad told you NO to something, you listened, didn't you?" She thought a few seconds and then said, "Yes, you're right." Paul said, "See? Jo obeys Larry when he says no, and that is the way it is with Chris and Chrissy. I don't like it when someone sticks her nose in and tries to cause trouble!" Chrissy and I were in the kitchen, listening to this, and giggling because A was sputtering and angry. Chrissy said, "Mom, it is an issue of respect." I said, "I know, dear." She can call it what she wants to, but she still lives a very traditional marriage. I don't think that is all bad. (I don't intend to tell you about the last spanking I got. I'm still sorting it in my head.)

Joannie