In junior high, one of my best friends told me that my expectations were too high, and that inevitably, people would disappoint me, because it's impossible for them to live up to my standards.
This belief is likely a metastatement for every area in my life.
My sisters always mock me for always reporting back that one thing or another was just, "ok." Movies, parties, events, books, people, you name it.
Creative directors sometimes leave meetings with me feeling a little sad when I don't immediately cotton to one of their ideas, proclaiming it the best idea I'd ever seen from them.
And when friends say or do something that's incredibly disappointing to me, I take it personally. Admittedly, perhaps too personally.
In the end, my friend was right. I am inevitably disappointed by one thing or other, and have no one to blame but my great expectations.
On the other hand, it does make it all the more sweet when someone does do or create something that knocks my socks off, or impresses me to no end. You can tell when that happens - I'm usually dancing for, well, me, and generally grinning from ear to ear.
So yeah. Ya'll aim to skew that way. Please and thank you.
Oh! I picked this Treasure Island Bintan magnet today because we managed to make it through only two movies yesterday for 80s movie education day - Breakfast Club and surfer boy Spicoli's Fast Times. Did they hold up? Fairly well, actually - they're definitely a snapshot of America in a different time...but not so different that the stories, the characters and even wardrobe couldn't be found today.
And I know. Only two movies.
If ya'll know me at all, you know that as far as marathons go, even though we had a lot of fun and ate great food and hung out with fun people, I'm a little disappointed that we couldn't power through all eight movies - clearly, these friends haven't hung out with me enough to know it was totally possible.
What? It totally is!