Last night at dinner, the discussion centered around the age-old question, Do you see life as the glass is half empty or half full?
DH asked the question and I got to answer first... which was tough for me because my view of life is, if you talk about the glass too much, it ends up getting spilled. Finally I said, generally I’m a glass half full...with the caveat that usually it contains something I don’t want to drink.
DD’s response was: My glass is half empty. Can I get a refill?
DS said: “My glass is completely empty. Because I drank it.” I amended this because I know my son. His response is more likely: “Someone stole my glass.”
And of course DH’s response? “I need a bigger glass.”
How about you? What’s in your glass?
DH asked the question and I got to answer first... which was tough for me because my view of life is, if you talk about the glass too much, it ends up getting spilled. Finally I said, generally I’m a glass half full...with the caveat that usually it contains something I don’t want to drink.
DD’s response was: My glass is half empty. Can I get a refill?
DS said: “My glass is completely empty. Because I drank it.” I amended this because I know my son. His response is more likely: “Someone stole my glass.”
And of course DH’s response? “I need a bigger glass.”
How about you? What’s in your glass?
2 comments:
Iced tea. What? You asked.
With fresh squeezed lemon, of course. LOL.
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