Monica Buckles

I was reading a blog last night from one of my favorite bloggers, about being envious. Envy is such an ugly word. I think as women we are all envious of someone or something. I like to think of it as appreciating others good qualities, instead of envy. (like my justification)

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I envy/appreciate people who have a lot of children, and do it well. (while I struggle with 3) Like Linda, and Adria. Who I met last night for the first time. The story about that is really quit pathetic. My husband got a twitter message while we were on a date that Phil and Adria where at Ikea. Well I’ve been trying to meet Adria for about 6 months now, and since I missed her at Thursday’s Utah blogger dinner because I was in Park City with the kids school shopping, I made him run over to Ikea so we could “bump into them”. Adria is exactly how I pictured her, totally charming and fun. I digress, back to the topic at hand.

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I envy/appreciate people who write really well like cjane, and Isabel. These ladies rock! I wish I was as witty.

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I envy/appreciate people who’s house is always clean when you drop by unannounced like Jodi, and Jen (who doesn’t have any kids so I don’t know if she counts)

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I envy/appreciate people who know the difference between where and were and there and their since I have never been able to keep that straight, or people who don’t have to use spell check every 30 sec. for that matter.

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I envy/appreciate people who have the guts to go against a failing system and pull their kids out of school and home school like Loha, Penny, and once again the amazing Adria.

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Those that can say what’s on their mind like Lucky Red Hen

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Those that are amazingly creative like Dev, Cassi, and Tasha

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Those who always remember to send “Thank you” cards like Gail, Megan, and Julie

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And last but not least anyone who’s husband works 9-5 and isn’t self employed (stressful)

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Does this make me a bad person? Is being envious always wrong, or is it ok if I pick the best qualities of others, and strive to make them my own? Or am I totally justifying a bad habit?

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