The Beauty Denominator

I find it hilarious that men don’t consider when they talk about someone as gossiping, but when women do the same thing then we gossip. It’s the old double standard which cracks me up. I don’t deny that I like to hear the latest gossip or get the scoop about what is going on around me, but I never believe half of what I read or hear because things certainly have a way of getting twisted around and even photos can be very misleading.

I have always tried to find a positive in everyone and not spread rumors or gossip and poor Bill every time he tells me something he always prefaces it with I’m not making fun of this person or that, but…and then he proceeds to tell his tale and he’s quite use to me trying to put a nice spin on something and telling him that there is usually more to something than meets the eye and you don’t know that for a fact and you shouldn’t repeat every thing your told or see.

That old saying of, sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me is simply not true. Words can be very hurtful and rumors and gossip especially the malicious catty kind can definitely ruin a reputation and life. Not everyone is strong even though they may appear to be and not everyone can continue to hold up their head when people are treating them unkindly. I have personally known people that actually died from shame of course it was self inflicted and it didn’t need to be.

Okay that’s enough on that somber note. Like I said I love to get the scoop and if it’s good news then I’m more than happy to pass it along if it’s true and since I never know if something is true unless I hear it straight from the person concerned it usually goes through one ear and out the other and my friends have always gotten mad at me when they wanted to talk about someone or the way they looked and I wouldn’t participate.

I decided I didn’t need friends like that because the minute you say something negative you can be sure that it will have a way of coming back to bite you eventually. So my motto has always been If I can’t say something nice about someone then I don’t say anything at all, usually, unless it’s a child molester then I’ll call them any foul thing I can think of just because to me that is the lowest of the low and they deserve no kindness or consideration.

There I go again I had to make it somber, okay on that note I’m putting ugly stuff out of my mind and just think beautiful thoughts the rest of the weekend. It must be the rainy weather it always pulls at your spirits a little, tomorrow is suppose to be nice so I’ll be outside, have a good one.