Apologies
rhymes with…
Swallow knees (how would you?)
Hollow sneeze (God bless you)
Apollo cheese (dairy products for only astronauts – like tang and instant?)
Wallow please (I do, and often)
Apologies, I don’t like them. Getting them. Giving them. It’s always an embarrassment for both sides. I’d rather have a time machine that would take that time back, only those few seconds when the words were uttered and/or the actions were done. Just like a movie director, I could yell “cut!” and then we could do a retake. Edit out all those mis-statements, mean thoughts, wrong steps. Where I could correct the lighting and all of it would be photo perfect again.
Life would be better if it were a movie. There would always be a happy ending and the right people would end up with each other and the music would always be context appropriate. Popcorn, coca cola and hot dogs would not be taboo foods – and except for the occasional idiot who forgot to turn off his cell phone, we could all sit in the dark, ah and ooh and feel entertained and safe, relaxed and happy.
No, I don’t like apologies nor the things that make them necessary.
For apologies from Jess, go here and for apologies from christine, go here.
Anita Rodgers Mystery Writer 
I’ve been reading along for a while now. I just wanted to drop you a comment to say keep up the good work.
Thank you, Eric – I really appreciate that and I hope you’ll keep reading.
WC
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Nice one Annie. Still, the odd apology is rather soul-cleansing I reckon 🙂 Can’t be too Hollywood, can we?! 😉
I guess. Although, honestly – I think what most people get all bent out of shape about is usually the small stuff. A tone, a word, something that was perhaps careless but not really meant to wound. Maybe if people would stop being so overly sensitive then when apologies were really called for, they would come? I dunno, sweetie, just my opinion.
Annie xo
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This is wonderfully honest. I like the funnies at the top…swallow knees made me choke on my coffee.
I love doing this.
Your writing is fab, A. Love it.
LOL J, at first I thought this would end up being a poem. I love how the prompts just seem to spit out the unexpected things. I’m digging this.
Love
A
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“Apollo cheese”…hahaha, love that – could it also be dairy products of the Greek God? Because I would like me some of that cheese. Heh.
I have a big problem with apologies; not just accepting them, but my bad, bad habit of apologizing for EVERYTHING. I’m sorry. Yeah. Annoying.
LOL – appollo cheese – just couldn’t get that outta my head. I do the compulsive I’m sorry thing too. So darn annoying when we both know we are ab-fab, right? 😆
A
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Yes and amen!
i’d definitely pay eight dollars for that movie.
i like what you’ve said.
And though i agree with Simonne- ideally, that apologies are cleansing, God knows i have to make them often enough!- it is tough going, embarrassing and humbling. Also, i don’t feel i deserve them.
Good job with this week’s theme, Chica.
LOL Chica, where in the heck can you see a movie for just $8 anymore? I want to live there.
It is a tricky subject – lots of tears and hurt can come from the missed one or the one that doesn’t come when it should. But maybe we just need to forgive ourselves a little more and then so many apologies won’t be necessary?
Annie xo
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i forgot to say that i loved your opening.
Apologies are like oranges, eh? 🙂
Yeah…or mangos or something… 😆
A
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I have at least 3 different apologies:
1. The compulsive apology: “I’m sorry, would you please pass the salt?” (Why am I apologizing?)
2. The expedient apology: “I’m sorry, honey. Now could we just go to bed?” (He owes me the apology, but I can’t stand the angry silence anymore.)
3. The genuine apology: “I’m sorry I did/said that.” (I know I screwed up and I’m genuinely contrite.)
LOL 30, maybe we should all start a joint blog where we sell apologies of types and descriptions to those who don’t know how. could be a real winner. 😉
Annie
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Yeah, and the onions I put on that dog (along with the catsup, mustard, and relish) wouldn’t give me Breath From Hell, either ! (Nathan’s dogs are THE BEST, btw 😉 )
Otay…lol – no idea what you’re talking about but I do agree Nathan’s are the best. 😉
Annie
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Sometimes apologies are hard and the tough ones, when you have really goofed are very humbling.
But if life was a movie and it was all a bed of roses, then we wouldn’t be the same people that we are now. Everything in our lives makes us who we are. And I think that as great as it sounds to always have perfect endings, it could get a bit boring and predictable too.
Hey Gem,
I hear what you’re saying and I understand – but how about this? How about we’re all happy and therefore able to live on a higher and more creative plane because we aren’t sweating the small stuff. In my mind, if you look at the big picture it’s only the small stuff that apologies cover – the really big stuff isn’t fixed by apologies, is it? So, if we all stopped sweating the small stuff and all were happier, we might find a much better quality of life. To me, that wouldn’t be boring, that would be glorious.
Annie
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Hiya Annie. They say “love means never having to say you’re sorry,” but an apology ensures you’ll have the last word. I suppose that’s why husbands are constantly apologizing to their wives. 🙂
– JOS
LOL JOS,
I can always depend on you to come up with local wisdom. 😉
Annie
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Okay, you are going to think I am totally weird, but I love apologies. Bear with me here. If I apologize, it means I have examined my behaviours and recognized that I have done something to cause someone grief. The causing grief part is not good, of course, but we all slip up. The good part is it means a) I care enough about me to examine my behaviours and b) I care enough about the other person to recognize what causes them grief and to want to put things right. When I receive an apology it means the other person has gone through the same thought process. Now, these have to be heartfelt apologies, followed with the true intention to never repeat the offending behaviour again! Oh and, apologies received are like compliments received. At the risk of repeating myself, okay I am repeating myself, look the person straight in the eyes and say Thank You.
Beautifully written by the way!
Oh uber boat girl,
I love the way you think. You have such a nice g-tortional twist on life. Love it.
Annie
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If life were like a movie… That would definitely be good, unless it were one of those tragic movies. Then, not so good. 😛
Hey Dube!
Yeah, if it were one of those bummer movies then it would be a bummer huh? Dang, there’s always a catch. 😉
WC
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What an appropriate subject for me today. My son apologized to me late last night after he told me he’s been doing heroin again after being clean for 3 1/2 years. In my mind I could actually hear the movie music that would have been appropriate to the situation.
“No, I don’t like apologies nor the things that make them necessary.”
So true.
Oh Joanie….I’m so sorry to hear this. I know it must be breaking your heart. Unfortunately, people make the choices they make no matter how much we wish they didn’t. I have no words of wisdom for you but I always have a shoulder for you, any time you need it. Any time at all. I’ve got you and your boy in my prayers, honey. Love you bunches.
Annie
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LOLOL Well, I was sort of adding to your thought about a “Dreamworld” where hotdogs wouldn’t be ‘taboo’ food.
I can understand your confusion…I have that effect on alot of people! lol
Ahhhhh, and I was just too thick to figure it out. Doh! I feel like Homer Simpson now. 😆
I’m sure you confuse people because of your extreme beauty and wit my dear. 😉
Annie
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I’m sorry, but I just have to know: where did you get that pretty photo of the butterflies!
Ha! Ha! Figured you could use a good laugh. Seriously, though: That’s one lovely picture.
Hang in there…my ass is draggin’ too. I think it’s the hot weather. I like fall best of all.
Hey Sandra,
I believe that picture was sent to me in an email with several others. I love it too. I love the color blue and I don’t know, it just grabbed me. Whenever I see a great pic or someone sends some to me, I always save them for future use. Sometimes it works out quite well..
Yeah the weather has been hot and a bit sultry out my way – but mostly it’s my obsesso-mind that won’t shut down. Still, it’s getting better.
Annie
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