Perfection?

So in the past months I have been trying NOT to be perfect. (No, not as in my ultimate goal of exaltation or anything) It's more of the little things. I found myself inturrupting Brent's converstations with others to clarify that it was only 4 o'clock, and not 6 o'clock. Or that it cost $10 and not $20. Just the little things that don't make any difference, but just point out that I either know more than whoever I am correcting, or that I am just more Anal than they are. Those kind of specifics, when unimportant, don't need constant refereeing, and that way I am not as likely to offend whoever is speaking by pointing out that they are WRONG. Granted I still correct them in my head, but I can hold my tongue now.


The interesting thing is that I seem to sway the other way too. I exaggerate when I should be conscise. I noticed it a lot when I was trying to make friends iwth the people in my neighborhood. I would exxagerate to the point of absurdity, and they would just stand there looking at me like I was insane.

I guess that was a learned thing, along with describing things with gestures and sounds instead of words. How was I supposed to know that when I said the bird went "WaFoof, whump,whump" that not everyone understands that I am implying that the bird was not only huge but that the fence it landed on reverberated with the impact? I mean DUH!!!! right??

Here's some random pictures. These I took outside of the apartment we were living at this time last year. I love the contrast of the snow and the clear sky.

I actually didn't take any pictures of the first snow this year. I don't know why, Kit sure was cute in her snow stuff, but Comet was the best he would kick up snow and then chase it, and then while running kick more up. It was funny to watch. Kit was laughing at him too!