Our friends are the people we choose to know and associate with.
We do not choose our relatives.
Without either we would be alone.
Craig and Merikay at Avenue of the Giants, California
Craig and Merikay at Avenue of the Giants, California
Boy-howdy, you said a mouthful there!
ReplyDeleteHey, I get to pick my dogs!!
ReplyDeleteyou can pick your friends but you can't pick you family!
ReplyDeleteSo true!! And Rick....my dogs love me no matter what!! Isn't that great???
ReplyDeleteMike & Gerri (happytrails)
Are we having a little relative problem here? :)
ReplyDeleteNothing unusual. I have always been the odd one in the family. "They" have always thought I was crazy, and now I made the mistake of telling one of them I have a blog.
ReplyDeleteMy sister then pissed me off by saying she had to many "intelligent" friends and interesting activities to take the time to read my blog.
She finds conversation about "mundane" things (like my life) a bore, but that she could see how I might want to communicate with RVers.
I have a brother who disses me and my blog, too. It's fine. I have had a lot of fun with my blog and have made some great friends here in Blogville. He doesn't get it. OK. More for me!! LOL!
ReplyDeleteAnd thats the point. Having a little fun, learning from others, and writing it for yourself as much as for any readers out there.
ReplyDeleteIf I had thought she would be interested in reading my blog I would have told her about it six months ago.
Fortunately she lives in another state and we maintain a tentative relationship via e-mail. When we were kids we hit each other!