Being Nosey

I am a nosey person.  Always have been.

If someone is texting next to me in the car, I'm curious who they are texting and will prolly ask them who (even tho it's none of my business).  If one of the bosses walks in to my bosses office and they close the door, I wonder what they are talking about?  And is it about me?  If my b/f is on the phone across the room, I wonder who he's talking to.  If someone is using their phone near me, I wonder what they are up to.  If I catch a glimpse, they are usually playing games.

I'm just a nosey person, and I will ask you about it if you are around me.  It's just the way I am.  Always been this way.

And I don't comprehend when others aren't.  It doesn't make sense to me.  How can you not be curious, also?"

Once, I sat in my car in the garage for about 30 minutes to finish a phone convo with a friend who was having problems.  My then-husband peeked his head out to see if I was home and then went back inside.  My friend asked me the next day if he asked me who I was talking to.  I said no.  And they were like, "What??!  How can he not ask or be curious?" 

"I dunno," I replied. "It doesn't make sense to me."

They went on, "I don't get it - it would drive me crazy."

"I know!"

I reflected on my nosiness the other day and as most things that make sense.... I figured out that I am nosey because of my parents.  I don't know why I never connected the two, but it makes so much sense now that I think about it.

My Mom was very nosey.  Now, maybe Moms are suppose to be because they need to check on their children, so maybe this was normal?  But, her actions (I think) helped me become a nosey person.

When I was about 15 or 16, she "found" a letter my real Dad had sent me, which included photos of him and his new wife.  I didn't leave things out and laying around, yet she said the letter was on the bed.  My Mom was so distraught because of the photos, she came home early from work that day, cried her eyes out, and thought I was going to leave her and move to be with him because from the photos she thought it was obvious they had "money."  I told her I wasn't going anywhere and she had nothing to worry about.  I had to ask my real Dad not to contact me again until I went to college because it upset her so much.

Another time, in the Summer after my senior year, I had my Mom mail a letter to a friend who was in college.  She woke me up the next morning in tears, asking me questions that she would only know from reading the letter.  I lied to her and told her what she was asking had not happened.  I then called my friend and asked him if envelope was sealed with tape, and sure enough it was. I had not taped the envelope - I licked it to seal it, so the tape confirmed she had opened and read my letter.

No wonder I'm so dang nosey!

Nosiness sucks, btw, but I've been this way my whole life.  It's who I am.  I mean no ill by asking questions, I'm just a curious beast.

Even the other day, someone posted something on Facebook and I was curious how they knew that bit of info.  It wasn't anything major, it was a minor thing, really, but how did they know when only three other people in the world knew?  I asked my b/f how they knew and he didn't know.  I asked again, he got perturbed.  "I don't know, it's not important, I don't care."

I'm thinking, how can you not even be curious?  My mind is trying to connect the dots.  My mind tries to figure things out.  Him?  He could care less.  He's not nosey, not curious.

So, of course when I saw her I asked her about it so I could get the background.

See?  Nosey bitch!

Please don't penalize me for being this way; it's not personal - it's just who I am; it's part of little 'ole me.  I don't play favorites - I'm curious about every one and every thing.

I don't pride myself on being nosey and I actually despise having this "quality."  But, I must accept that's who I am.  And I hope others accept me, too. 

And try to understand.

Quick Skin Help for Your Entire Life

One of my good friends was a Physicians Assistant (PA) for a Dermatology Office in Florida for several years.  She saw skin on all different body types and ages, all throughout the day, every day of the week.

As you are aware, many of the "snow birds" go to Florida to get away from the winter months, so she had a lot of older clients.  And she noticed something interesting about these particular older clients:  some had really great-looking, cared-for skin all over their bodies, while others had dry, flaky, damaged skin (some even with sores).

Being the curious person my friend is, and always wanting to learn, she asked the clients with great skin all over their bodies why their skin looked so good and what was their secret?

Turns out it wasn't really a secret, it was a regimen!

The older folks who had non-dry, awesome-looking skin (compared to the other clients who's skin was itchy, flaky, dry, and not very pleasantly looking) shared that they routinely put moisturizer on their entire body after each bath or shower.

You may think this would take a long time to do, but if you apply the lotion right after you step out of the shower, while your body is still wet - before you towel dry - the water that's already on your skin helps spread the moisture VERY easily and effortlessly into your skin. 

It takes me less than a minute to fully moisture my entire body with lotion after a shower/bath.

The skin is the biggest organ of the human body and we should take care of the entire surface of it - not just our face or the other exposed body parts.

And if you start NOW to apply moisture after every shower/bath, your skin will not only look better when you age, but it will also not get dry and itch later in life.  The skin starts to itch badly later in life, but if you start to moisturize it now, you and your skin will be happier.  :)

Be the client the Physicians Assistant asks what your secret is.  Don't be the person with dry, itchy, flaky skin going to the doc to seek help.

So, do yourself and your skin a favor and moisture it all the time!  Start now.  I don't care if you are 15, 25, 35, 45, 55, or 65.

Love Bubble

I describe relationships as Love Bubbles.  If you are in a relationship, you can't see in the Love Bubble (LB) and you can't see out of the LB.

It truly is like the relationship is surrounded by an invisible cloak.  The people inside the Love Bubble can't see in and can't see out.  Everyone on the outside and see clearly into the LB (i.e. the relationship).

When my friends are having relationship problems, I can see right through, and clearly through, the Love Bubble of their relationship.  I can see what is going on, why she is hurt or why he isn't happy.  They cannot see what is going on because a LB is kinda cloudy.  Their heart gets in the way of what is really happening.  And they can't see through the LB. 

Of course, a LB means I can't see my own relationship with a clear lens.  I'm sure my friends can see what is going on and what we should work on, but I can't see those things.  Love is already blind :).

It's always amazed me how clear I can see other's issues but I can't see my own.

Others are just as confused.  I will offer advice or my opinion and it seems so obvious to them.  Why didn't they see that?  Well, because you are in a Love bubble! You can't see the relationship clearly.

The other thing a Love Bubble can do is be deceiving.  It may seem like grass is greener on the other side, but then when the relationship ends, sometimes it's not.  Then again, sometimes it's ever greener.

That's why I think it's important to talk things over with either your best bud or maybe even a counselor.  Others can see what is going on if you are having problems or concerns.  They can be very helpful because they can see through the Love Bubble but we are cloudy with judgment because we are in the middle of the LB.

Confidence

Not sure why this is, but my boyfriend gives me the confidence to be myself.  I hadn't dressed up for Halloween in years, never really did anything "fun" style-wise for Christmas, but for some reason, he gives me the confidence to do things like that now.

I also haven't worn dresses in years.  Yet, I now look for dresses all the time now when I go shopping, so I can wear them when we go out.

For Halloween this past October, I found myself thinking about a fun costume.  And then for Christmas I wanted to do something fun/cool/different. 

He just makes me feel comfortable.  Makes me feel secure.  Happy.  I can be fun and funny around him.  Although I was already a very confident woman, I didn't really dress the part, lol.  But for some reason he brings out the fun-confidence, poke-fun-at-myself-confidence, and also it's-okay-to-wear-dresses-again-confidence.

For the last ten years I would never have done any of this.  They say couples complement each other, and I believe that wholeheartedly about my boyfriend.  :)