Don't Judge a Home by its Flower Pot

People say, "Don't judge a book by its cover." I say, "Don't judge a home by its flower pot." You see, I have been working really hard to give my house a little personality. However, we've had some minor problems. For example, a friend offered to hook up my new DVD player and TV. He ended up tripping on the cord, landing on the DVD player, and completely breaking it. The other cord broke off in the TV, and yep, it broke the TV. Next, he tried to help hang a picture, he drilled incorrectly into the wall and the picture leaned, so he drilled just below it to fix it. Both holes then converged into one huge hole that still did not work. After that, I put away all tools and decided to work on something that couldn't be messed up, Flowers. You put them in a pot, water, and beauty, or so I thought.
Well, I looked all around until I found these beautiful flowers.

I brought them home and planted them delighted with the beauty surrounding my house. I was also relieved that nothing had gone wrong. After looking at their beauty, I decided to buy some more. Just as I was running out, a cold, dark storm began to blow in. I hurriedly ran to the store but was soon confused. Where my once beautiful flowers had been, I only saw weeds. However, on closer inspection, I noticed the weeds were actually my beautiful flowers closed up from lack of sun. 'Oh no!' I thought and ran home to see this

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" I cried. "Not again." My roommate came home to find me sitting on the front step in dismay. She took a look at the flowers, "Oh, hmmmm, those are . . " "the most beautiful flowers." I finished. She stared. "Seriously, they are beautiful." She continued to stare. "I mean it, when the sun is out they are beautiful." She didn't believe me, so I waited until the next day when the sun came out, and pulled her outside. My roommate was shocked. "Oh my goodness," she exclaimed. "They really are beautiful, but you would never know it when the sun is gone. Wait, a minute" she smiled, "You can give a lesson on this in Relief Society. You can talk all about the beauty inside, and how you really need to get to know someone to see them for who they truly are just like your flowers." I stopped her, "But nobody is going to see the beauty inside these flowers, because nobody ever comes over in the daytime."I argued. And with that encouraging thought, I can't decide whether or not to keep these beautiful to me, but ugly to everyone else flowers. However, I think we've all learned a good lesson: if you ever see a home with ugly flowers outside, don't judge too quickly because inside they really may be beautiful.

Unfriended

Facebook Profile Picture #5

I'm not a very good facebook friend, nor am I a very interesting facebook friend. (Which is why this is my fifth profile picture in 3 years.) I'm not on facebook a lot, so I don't make a lot of comments to others, and I don't comment a lot about myself. However, this semester I found myself writing extremely long papers that required many breaks, and so I soon found myself frequenting the lives of all of my friends on facebook. There is something hopeful about knowing that even though you may be writing an examination of curriculum today, someone else is happily eating M&M's, watching their favorite T.V. show, or getting married. Soon I began to get sucked into the political, sporty, random, and awkward posts and pictures of friends. During finals week, I found myself writing a lot more and checking the lives of everyone else a lot more. It was during that time, I noticed one of my huge political friends hadn't had a lot to say in a while, which was pretty weird. It was then that I decided to take a look at his profile and see what was going on. That is when I noticed that I no longer had a friend by that name. Slightly stunned, I assumed what any nice friend would assume, he had quit facebook. Now I was about to let it go, but I've always been a curious person, and so just to prove my theory correct I checked on a mutual friend's friend list. And that is where I found him. Shocked, I began to check out other friends and there he was in all of their friend columns. Which made me wonder how we were no longer friends. Had we had a big fight, a misunderstanding, some name calling? Nope, I hadn't talked to him since he asked to be my friend, and we visited like the old friends we were. Which makes me ask the questions, "Who unfriends friends they asked to be friends with? What makes you unfriend a friend?" And the big question, "Are you an unfriender?" (Although, unfriend is not a real word, it just seems to fit.) And so as I write this post, it occurs to me that I may have been unfriended by others who have purposely hit the delete button on my profile picture. However, I guess when I settle down and think a little more rationally, I realize that really anyone who I don't know is gone, and anyone who wants me gone, probably doesn't deserve to be in my friend column anyway.