Ya Live Only Once, So Do What You Can!

I sit here tonight at my computer going over things in my head from past moments and from things that have happened now. One thing is certain though... Through everything that has happened to me in my insignificant life, I know one absolute...

You live only once, so use what time you have, do what you want, and screw anyone else who has an opinion on it! Because it's just that... an opinion! If they don't like it, well, then they don't have to talk about it or look at what you're doing.

People can be incredibly ridiculous when it comes to things that don't even involve them in any ways! For example, when my brother (who lives out of state with my mom) came to visit my dad a little while ago, and brought his girlfriend with him, he made his opinion known about how I'm teaching Toby... My dad told me that he was complaining about how Toby doesn't talk enough for a kid his age.

There are a few things wrong with his opinion, to start out with...

#1. He barely sees Toby once every 6 months if he's lucky.
#2. My son speaks over 30 words when he wants to, he just chooses to say his made up ramblings instead.
And #3. Kids his age are supposed to be talking around 20-24 words, so he's in a sense ahead of the game.

So my brother was way off key in saying what he said. He had no right to say that about my ways of teaching. Yeah, it rubbed me the wrong way for a little bit - about a week - but then I got to thinking... He's not Toby's father, Jason is. He's just an uncle that Toby sees once in a blue moon, so his opinion doesn't really count.

And I've started taking that aspect with everything as well. Yeah, I'll listen to people's opinions, but they're just that... their opinions, and they have no right to try and make me do anything I don't want to do.

I kinda feel bad for Jason, though. He has this truck, it's an awesome truck, but it's got a lot of custom stuff on it, meaning if it broke, we'd be up poo-creek without a paddle in fixing it. We were really lucky this time around when it broke. The part was stock, so we're able to get it fixed for a rather decent price. But because of this, Jason has decided to sell his "car baby" and buy a different car. One that is easier on gas and looks nice.

We have a family vehicle that is 4 wheel drive, so a family vehicle isn't needed. And like the title of this blog, you only live once... You're only given one life to live, so you should live it up, right? Well, Jason had found a decently priced Fire Bird that was in amazing shape and not too far from where we live. We had talked it over, and my thoughts on the matter were... Well, we have a family vehicle and a 4 wheel drive vehicle, so why not. (And really, if they're is one opinion that should matter, it should only be your spouse, since you live with them.) I also wouldn't mind the car because that way when we go on dates, we can take the amazing looking car that's sexy rather then the family axiom that's, well... family like.

But I guess today when he was at work and told someone about it, they told him it was a rediculous and stupid plan... And then I guess his father told him that as well... Poor Jason. He was shattered. But what I can't seem to get through to him is that it's their opinion, and they don't have a right to really be saying that to him, since it's not their life, it's his.

So words of advice for those of you reading this... If you aren't really an intrical part of someone's life, then don't degrade them when they tell you something that fills them with joy... Especially if it's to my husband. Because now I want to pulverize the people who dashed his hopes, even though they technically should not be dashed. And now he's looking at vehicles that look stupid and bulky and aren't sport's cars... Ugh! Now my hopes are dashed as well... Bravo stupid people, bravo! Now I have a legal rite to pulverize you for what I believe in!

I WANT A SPORT'S CAR! If I can't technically own one because I'm a soccer momma, then sure as shit, I want my husband to! I want to be able to go out on a date and feel sexy in a car that sleek, fast, and basically purrs my name as the engine revs... not some clunky two bit car that just gets him to work and back... Then I'd be stuck driving all the time in y axiom and I don't always like to drive.

So, moral of this blog that I wasn't even going to write until hubby told me about his car trouble... Keep your opinions to yourself if it's along the lines of... "That's a stupid plan! Do something else!" Because frankly, I'll find every opportunity to tell you at every point, "That's a stupid plan, do something else!" Even if it's a good plan, I'll sow the seeds of doubt into that tiny one track mind of yours and ruin that wonderful scheme you had going, just because you did it to my hubby...

Yes, I can be downright evil when it calls for it, and I don't care how many Dark Side points I'd get from it. I'll do it because I stick up for what's mine, and really (I look behind myself at my hubby) he's mine.

Parents all over the world, if your kids are grown up and moved out... If they tell you an idea, just smile, nod, and go, "Well gee, that sounds interesting." But never! NEVER! Tell them it's a stupid idea! My dad gave up on that idea a while ago when I told him I was getting married to Jason. When he told me it was a stupid idea, I reamember getting agitated with him to the point of storming out of the house. It was after that, that he stopped saying that kind of stuff, He now keeps his mouth closed if I tell him something that he's not too keen on.

So please... please, please, please. Keep opinions to yourself unless it directly involves you, or someone like me might be uppercutting your face in the future.

Well, I have rebels to kill, bounties to hunt, and credits to claim. So, on this final note... Bounty Hunter OUT!