Tag Archives: jealousy
is still hiding up my sleeve!
Kathbath is greatly pleased with a lot of the stuff she has created so far (here are some of my personal faves!)
But she has SOOOOO much more to come (including the plum poem) 🙂
A bit I’ve written already about Othello (and what he taught me about jealousy)
Sister Wilkinson really encourages her readers to go write their own blogs, journals, music, etc…
“Purple for the queen in me.”
Readers, Katherine REALLY is just getting started.
People I swear I go outside these days. I do take showers (once a month is normal, right?), eat, sleep, hang out with others. But yes, it is true that I also have been WAAAAAY into my blog lately. No denying that. Don’t be hatin’! Anyways, so far I’ve had about 50 views from Turkey. TURKEY! Never been there. But my brother and sister-in-law DID bring me this Pashmina scarf from there a few years ago (that’s what happens when your brother is a doctor and you are not). Just wanted to share.
Thanks to my Turkey viewers! I hope you keep coming back!
I love my sista, yes I do. But some days it’s hard not to be jealous. Scratch that, ALL days it’s hard not to be jealous. Now I’m not saying that I don’t have anything going for me, but hermana has a hot husband who could catch fish with his teeth, a great job inserting catheters and stuff like that, and has generally made a very good transition into this adult life.
And me? No husband (yet?). Not quite set on this whole career thing. And even though this blog has been a HUGE part of my journey of self-discovery and expression, still sorting out life.
So really. Is it any wonder (Kat is keen on Keane!) I gave her this look (on her wedding day no less)?
AND my hair didn’t look that cute that day. Darnie.
*read into the black and white symbolism in every way possible way you can and you will likely be correct….
*this picture was NOT staged in any way…
How do YOU deal with feelings of jealousy/inadequacy
when it comes to your family members’
accomplishments, achievements, etc.?
Don’t do the death look at a wedding. Just don’t.