tol⋅er⋅ance
–noun
1. a fair, objective, and permissive attitude toward those whose opinions, practices, race, religion, nationality, etc., differ from one's own; freedom from bigotry.
2. a fair, objective, and permissive attitude toward opinions and practices that differ from one's own.
3. interest in and concern for ideas, opinions, practices, etc., foreign to one's own; a liberal, undogmatic viewpoint.
4. the act or capacity of enduring; endurance: My tolerance of noise is limited.
I felt the need to post the meaning(s) for tolerance from dictionary.com. I am pretty tolerant of most things, but the events that I have witnessed this evening are seriously testing that. This is in part due to a certain individual that is currently at my house. My tolerance for overly loud, overly hyper, overly needy and somewhat pushy is about to run out. It has made me grateful for the fact that my daughter is none of these. Yes she can be loud and hyper, but she is 12 and that comes with the territory. It is usually all in fun and never over the top. She is never needy or pushy so when I encounter this in someone her age, I wonder what the hell do I do with that? Luckily, the actions of this person were quickly squashed when we got back home and things are somewhat bearable now. But dang, I have never seen anything like it. I think this evening will be spent in another part of the house, far far away. It is safer that way (for her!)
On a happy note, this weekend is going to be fabulous. Tomorrow night is dinner with an old and dear friend from High School (thank you FB). Sunday is Homuth time. And by that I mean Gene and LaBrett and coming over for football and food.
I think for now I will open up a bottle of wine, take it to another room and drink it...straight from the bottle. That sounds like a good way to finish my Friday.
2 comments:
I started feeling that way too when Payton was 12. Took a group of girls to eat at a restaurant and they were throwing paper napkins and acting like idiots. Payton went into mother-like mode and kept telling them "you CAN'T do that in a restaurant!" Blew me away. I always appreciate her more after being around other kids her age. I'm betting you feel the same way about Aubry. :)
Yes, indeed. I do feel the same way about Aubry. We have all been out to eat before and never have either one of our girls acted like idiots. I would have been mortified. We must be doing something right. :)
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