1. a wooden block on which material (as meat, wood or vegetables) is cut, split or diced.
2. a situation in which someone or something is threatened with elimination.
Sometimes we are misunderstood. When you write a blog, your writing can be misinterpreted. How do I know? My husband told me so.
The other day I wrote the blog, Falling out of Like. Do you remember? Well, apparently the message I had hoped to send got lost in the shuffle. Very lost.
“So I read you blog today. Nice way to put your ‘head on the chopping block”. – Husband
“What? What do you mean, ‘head on the chopping block’? What is that supposed to mean?” – Me
“Well, you recently did a blog about much you wanted to be liked and now you are telling everyone you don’t like someone. You contradict yourself.’ – Husband
“I…well…wait a minute. I did not mean, well…I think I sent the wrong message. Oh, dear. I better read the blog again.” – Me
“By the way, who do you not like anymore?” – Husband
This is why I my husband subscribes to my blog. He gives me just the feedback I need sometimes. I decided to go back and re-read my blog, Falling Out of Like. As I read through it, I realized it made me sound very arrogant. My writing made it seem that my friends or family members, would be subject to me no longer liking them. Gulp.
Great. While I did mean to write about no longer liking someone, I did not mean for any of my family or friends to question whether or I not I liked them anymore. Bad writing leads to misinterpretation.
So what did I mean to say? A while ago, a friend and I were talking about making new friends. Specifically, we discussed when your child makes a new friend, you are obligated to be friends with the parents of the child.
Normally it is not a big deal. Unless, the other parent wants to socialize with you outside of the children. So now you are hanging out with someone you do not know very well. It is sort of like dating. I have not been on a date for a while, so I think it’s like dating. You are sort of dating the ‘new’ parent. Get it?
The problem comes when somewhere down the line, you realize you do not want to be ‘dating’ the person. As a matter or fact, you do not even like them. Hanging out with this ‘new’ friend is not enjoyable. If I was dating the person, I could break up with them. But since the person is the parent of child, my kid hangs out with, I have to buck it up. Now do you understand?
If you read my blog often, you realize my brain is unique. I write my blog about all sort of things. Sometimes my writing flows and makes sense, other times it doesn’t. Sorry folks. In this case, what I meant to say, did not come out right.
Okay, I feel better now. I hope my head is safer from being chopped off. In the future, I will re-read my blogs several times before I hit the publish button. I want to be understood. We all want to be understood.
By the way, if you are wondering who the person is that I no longer like is…I’ll never tell.