It seemed like a good idea...

You know, "it seemed like a good idea at the time" is pretty much the only thing I can say whenever someone asks me "why did you marry that guy?" in regards to my ex husband. I honestly can't answer any other way on that one, and I get asked that question a lot more often then one would think. I also said that in regards to wearing high heels on that one homecoming night that I broke my ankle. Man, I didn't even make it to the car! As I fell, the only thing I could do was laugh! I mean, who breaks their ankle on the way to the dance? I hadn't even attempted to dance the night away on the slippery dance floor of the high school auditorium yet! And then, of course, I brightly decided to go anyway, without even wrapping the thing. I discovered later, as I kicked off those hellish heels, that my shoe had acted as a cast, so I didn't feel anything after it swelled enough in the car to press against the sides of my heel. Going with that same theme, I again thought it would all be just fine if I went trick or treating with my friends a couple weeks later, never having gone to the doctor, and only using an ace bandage for support. I found out how bad an idea that really was when I attempted walking the next day and discovered that I couldn't. I said it again when I convinced a friend of mine that it would be an awesome idea to drive down to Santa Barbara and attempt to find a place we didn't know the location of at 3 o'clock in the morning. Come to think of it, I end up having to use that phrase a LOT!

Having kids seemed like a good idea at the time. Now, it was still a good idea, at them time. Just wish I'd opted for the off switch though! lol. Other good ideas at the time would include trying to swim across a river that was shallower than expected. Hhhhmm, ended up with grazed knees for my efforts. Hello! How was I supposed to know the tide was out. Perhaps the fact that everyone else was laughing at me! All I had to do was stand up and walk across! lol.

Drinking three bottles of cheap champagne probably seemed like a good idea at the time but waking up thinking that I was dying proved taht theory wrong.

According to hubby, I'm always having bright ideas. Thing is, he never tells me what they are so I can't share. "You and your bright ideas!" is what he's always telling me.

Okay, here's another one. Years ago I was rooming with a fellow (we were just friends), & he was in college (I wasn't). When Christmas break came around, he took off to visit his parents in Houston, leaving me alone in Austin for the holidays. Not a wise idea. Idle hands & all that... Well, Christmas Day came & went, &, due to the peculiar habit of moderns who've either forgotten or never knew, Christmas is a SEASON, not a DAY, & Christmas EVE is te START, not the END of it!), suddenly the next day, there were discarded trees piled all over & around & in the dumpster, which wouldn't get emptied for a few days. After one sleepless night, I looked at all those trees & decided to Do Something with them. I gathered all the ones I could get & dragged them upstairs into our small apartment. Nope...not enough. I went outside & looked, & sure enough, all up & down the street were more forlorn-looking trees, all sizes & shapes. I got BUSY. Soon I had to dodge trees at every turn, the place was so crowded. But it smelled AWESOMELY wonderful, & I kept imagining the look on my roomie's face when he opened the door. The day dawned when he returned. He drove up, parked, & I went downstairs to help him unload, pretending all was as usual. I watched as he opened the door & tried to get in. He was out in 1 second flat -- sneezing & sneezing & SNEEZING! And SWEARING! Who knew he was allergic to pine??? I couldn't help laughing anyway, even as I hauled out 21 trees. But when I pull pranks now, I'm a lot more careful. I once pulled one that killed a friendship (& SHE wasn't even allergic!). Because you know how it is, when it SEEMS like a good idea...at the TIME.... Maggiepie

Yebbut you already KNOW all about MY "bright ideas," & I'm too embarrassed to let anyone else find out about 'em! ROTFLOL Maggiepie

Well one time I was the president of a chapter of a single parent association. I just took over the position. We were sitting with other presidents and people at a table. A couple of people starting talking to one of the women sitting there talking about how sorry they were that Remi was sick. Well I knew Remi was her boyfriend and the president of another chapter. But at the time I thought since I wasn't at the event in question this was a private thing and I didn't say anything. I felt I was imposing if I did. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but later I never heard the end of it. She was so embarrassed that me, the president of this chapter would not say anything about the president of the other chapter and on and on and on, I apologized. But at the time I really did think it was the right thing to do, stupid me.

Oh im saying that now on my decision to get pregnant lol. Dont get me wrong I want a baby and am excited but oh im not handling this pregnancy so well. I guess im just getting older and its gotten harder for me.

Well Doll I have a lot that I guess I won't share.. lol ha ha ha but seriously I have made my share of bad decisions in my life but I learned the most from the baddest! xoxoxoxoxoxo

Haha. Some might find these obnoxious or something but hey, it happens.. I guess. Hahaha. Anyways, just this morning I was contemplating if I should 'trim' the hairs on my underarm. By the way, I'm a guy, so it's not really a big deal, but I just thought that it's starting to look too much. So what did I do? I grabbed the first pair of scissors (the kind we use in schools) and started nipping away bits of hair in front of the mirror. After a few minutes I thought I actually did a good job. It looked cleaner and, for lack of a better word, 'tamed.' So there. But just when I thought that everything was well, I began to feel very itchy. It was horrible. I had to like raise my shoulders a bit the entire day just to keep my freshly trimmed hair from coming into contact with my skin. Lesson learned though. No pain. No gain. Haha.

hello elic, the truth is, i get the message vague... but i hit the right mark... in this life, what is good or bad is subjective as it is to right or wrong.... ideas, can be similar since we human are the same, we just become different by the level and number of needs and wants but over-all, we are the same to each other, basically... it seemed a good idea, it is, digerati