Something in the Air?

Antarctica from space. We will all be watching as this giant ice sheet continues to melt.
Oh, and by the way? Polar Bears live on the OTHER END OF THE PLANET, you dumbo.

Is there something going on in the atmosphere that is making our men be bigger jerks than usual?

I've been experiencing major growing pains with my new marriage. My best friend is going through a major breakup in her world. My Mom continues to amuse me with stories of the ridiculousness of her ongoing relationship.

So, what gives?

Is it the age old dilemma of "Can't live with him, can't live without him? And can't (or shouldn't) kill him?"

Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus - a great book that sort of describes the hopelessness of the man/woman interaction.

However, this goes for many of the couples I know across the board. Men with men, women with women.

I guess it's the human condition. We are all truly just alone and trying to make our relationships work, but in reality, we are all still truly a product of our brains, hormones, experiences and perceptions.

When you think about the human body and what it's capable of doing and the amazing little cells that all band together to create sight, thought, hearing, touch, taste - our bodies are a miracle. I find that to be true of all of nature's forms.

Just yesterday I went on my first trip to Palmer and Wasilla, Alaska. The people who are born in these places just see the mountains as part of the landscape. It's normal to them.

When I'm in these places surrounded by the Talkeetna and Chugach Mountains, I'm in a constant state of wonder. How did these mountains form, what makes some of them jagged and the other ones smooth? What type of rock makes them? What type of critters can survive in the harsh mountainous altitudes during the cold cold winter months?

It's a constant state of asking how and why and when and what's next? I never get tired of learning about new things. It's thrilling to me.

My guy yesterday remarked at how we were grocery shopping the other day and he said he was amazed at how I "work the room." As if it's not a genuine thing when I speak with someone.

I am not "working" the room at all. I really enjoy getting to know others and their experiences and their perspectives.

I found it an odd set of words and an odd observation considering he lives with me and purports to love me.

Like my friend, over there, who's been as sick as I was with a bad flu.

She was finally hungry again and asked for a simple thing. Spaghetti and sauce. Doesn't get much more simple than that, right? Well, this guy she lives with brought home whole wheat spaghetti and a tomato.

Ummm.

This is after three years? And he does that bullshit? WHAT the hell?

When the chips are down is when a person's true colors come out and selfishness and laziness and self-absorption REALLY rear their ugly heads.

So, to these people (men and women alike) who are selfish assholes? Why don't you all go find each other and be selfish with each other and then just leave the rest of us nice people alone?

Why do you have to glom onto us nice people and suck our air and be shitty?

I wish there was some sort of comprehensive test that people had to take in order to:

1 - get into a relationship
2 - make a friendship
3 - enter your home
4 - use your shit & eat your food
5 - make babies
6 - breathe

Life is a privilege. The Earth is magnificent.

If I am nice to you, please return the favor.

And if I love you, please respect that and savor it.

Love is a rarity.

Carry on and BE NICE. Jeez, already.