Telling other people what I think is one of my favourite occupations - okay, a few on CS might have noticed that
But listening is the strongest tool of all - listening to what the other would-be survivor wants, then finding common ground where we can work together to achieve both our goals.
The most frightening person I can imagine is the one who never makes sense, no matter how carefully you listen.
Quite honestly think it is better that our thoughts and prayers be with them for the loss of their gun than HAVING TO BE with the families of those who have lost children because of these massacres.
I think most guns should be confiscated and hefty restrictions for buying either handguns or rifles. For those who are distressed about it, well, our thoughts and prayers are with them.
Quite honestly think it is better that our thoughts and prayers be with them for the loss of their gun than with the families of those who have lost children because of these massacres.
Numerology, like astrology and fortune-telling, will always have a few fans and a lot of skeptics but you certainly seem to know your subject.
My mother had her palm read when she was wondering what life held in store (which we would all love to know) and was told she would travel the world, spend most of her life far from her birthplace, marry a tall dark handsome man, have children late in life, and die before her 84th birthday.
As a result she became an airhostess, travelled the world, met a tall dark handsome passenger on one of her flights, married him, and, because he lived in South Africa, spent the rest of her life there - decided she had to persist in the quest for children and had them in her thirties (which back then was late in life) - and died a month before her 84th birthday. She was dangerously ill more than once but knew she wouldn't die because she was due to live to 83, so she battled through and recovered.
How much was because of the prophecy and how much would have happened anyway?
Believing something is one's destiny isn't necessarily a bad thing, most of us could do with a signpost or two in life.
Point is, the point IS, my list has been no bloody use at all and if I stuck to it I would have given up on the men who have been exactly what I needed.
I have been lucky lately - the right man has appeared at the right time, in the right place, every time my circumstances change.
I may not get what I want, but in retrospect I got what I need.
The universe seems to be looking out for me, thanks universe. I'd love to know whether there's a romantic rocket whoosh still in the wings but hey. If that's what I need - there will be.
Saw this again on FB - the Soweto Gospel choir was already booked to do a flashmob at Woollies (in SA, Woolworths is the equivalent of Marks & Spencer) when the news came that Mandela had died, and they changed to this. The rainbow nation sharing a moment. I get chills every time I watch it.
Funny thing, I was swimming today looking for a shark to hug and I saw a pilot fish on his own. I know him quite well, but never seen him alone before, he's always with his whale friend.
Hey, I shouted over, where's your big buddy?
'I don't know and don't care', he shouted back crossly. 'Am I my blubber's kipper?'
I suspect they fell out. Shame, it being Valentine's Day and all.
As for salty, sheesh, don't look at me. Okay, yes, I peed in the sea. Once. When I was a little girl. I didn't know! That was in the Indian Ocean, I refuse to consider the possibility it caused saltiness in the others.
Forever alone? Non, does this mean our engagement is off?
I should have guessed. Hallmark earned nothing on my behalf this year.
Oh well. I probably still have the red plastic rose my ex husband gave me on our first Valentines Day together. He said romantically that it would last forever and I would always have at least one rose. Gad, that man had class. Hard act to follow.
Go out with a friend or friends - for a drink, a dinner. Today, or soon - there's no future in waiting for The One to pitch up, and brushing aside everyone who isn't perfect. As long as you aren't lying to the friend, and pretending to feelings you don't have, you can enjoy social life while you're waiting.
When The One appears, you will be relaxed, confident, with a full and normal life with space for her, not a gaping void she has to fill.
I agree with Bea, someone who constantly looks you squarely in the eyes is more likely to be an accomplished liar. It isn't natural for eye contact to be constant, unless you are absolutely riveted by what the other person is saying. Normal conversation isn't that fascinating, as a general rule.
In Africa it is considered bad manners to make constant eye contact, an attempt at domination. Anyone who does it sees themselves as your superior, which can go down like a lead balloon and cause a lot of misunderstandings in cross-culture communication.
If you are telling me you dated 45 girls until you found one who thought you were Christmas and all her wishes come true in one package, well then you were a LOT luckier than you deserved to be
You two are the exception that proves the rule and you know it.
Hope Rob Porter wasn't a key man in the review, that could delay things. Interesting person, in one way, I see on Wiki he only had a father, not a mother. The man made medical history! Or his family don't put much value on women, maybe.
Or, of course, fake news, since he was held in high regard even though the allegations were known already. And he says he is innocent, which is all that really counts.
Jealousy - what is it good for?
Hi Mimi! you have to be quicker grabbing them, hon