What is a compliment anyway?
What should you do when you receive a compliment?
OK, so now that we've got these basics done. I have a confession...I have no idea what my favorite compliment is a] I don't take compliments well b] I hardly believe them when they are told to me and c] I don't like/feel I need/want compliments; they make me feel weird and they make me blush and I'd rather just know than be told, you know!?
I don't receive them very well...don't worry...um, I don't give them very well either. Er...gah...
Huh, I didn't realize I felt that way until I began typing.
So, the other day I was wearing these gray sport shorts, you know those mesh track short thingies that I would never wear in public as I have thunderiffic thighs. It was like 80-degrees the other day and Lila and I were playing around and I was in the shorts and playing and cleaning the house and just being.
Yesterday, I said to Chris that I really needed to finish cleaning and he said, "Where are your shorts?" And, I said, "In the laundry room, why?" and...he just looked around and I knew what he was getting at, you know!?
That's kind of a compliment right. And, it's the best kind as it wasn't direct.
I prefer the subtle to the overt. It's definitely more real and more believable and...you can bet I went and got those shorts out of the dirty clothes.
I'm not sure this little story addresses the prompt, but it does make me like my husband a little more, so that's a plus. It's also made me realize that I should be better at giving and receiving compliments.