I was watching the news program,"Primetime: Family Secrets" last night (I had also seen another show about this guy) about Neil Entwhistle, the guy who was concvicted of killing his wife and baby daughter in Massachusettes. It is just horrible. In my opinion, it boils down to him being ashamed of who he was and being a liar. He couldn’t accept who he was, what he could achieve and not achieve at that point in his life so he lied to make himself into what he thought was a better person. He lied about his finances, bought a big house for his wife and baby and then all his lies began to crash down around him. Entwhistle could not admit to his wife that he did not have any money and that his finances had been a lie so he killed her and his baby. Craziness. It is a definite case of lies and liar going out of control and ruining the lives of people around him, all because the liar was not strong enough to accept themselves for who they were, was not strong enough to make a better life through honest means (and I am talking emotionally, psychologically here). He also shows a lack of conscience. There are too many people like this guy out there, although many do not go so far as murder, their lies do affect people and relationships. SCARY!
Liars Perplex Me
Why are some people such liars? Why are they afraid of the truth? Is the truth so awful or their life so awful that to lie about things is better for them to stomach? Doesn’t their conscience bother them? I know people lie to get away with stuff or to not hurt someone elses feelings but some people lie about anything and everything for no good reason. Well I guess they think it makes them look better, or they are trying to hide who they really are. I can’t help to think that it ultimately hurts them inside and may hurt the people they love. Also, most of the time the people they are trying to fool the most are on to them, or they have already broken their trust.
I am not saying that I have never told a lie. I am not saying that it is always better to tell the truth (most of the time I believe it is). I can see telling a lie if you want to spare someone’s feelings, but to tell lie after lie about little things or big things, or to try to hurt someone with a lie is plain wrong. It shows a decided lack of maturity in an adult and may point to a lack of conscience too. Truly, an adult that consistently lies is a messed up person. I wish they could/would put all that energy used to tell lies into becoming a better person.
So all that being said, yes, I am perplexed by liars. I wonder what can be done to help adults that lie, lie, lie? What treatment is best? Throw their lies up in their face? Point out every known instance of a lie and ask them why? Point out their good qualities and have them focus on that, or help them develop some good qualities? Hhhmmmmmm.
I also wonder about how the people around a liar are affected? What if the liar is a parent – how does it affect the kids? Do the kids learn to see lying as proper behavior? Do they grow up to be liars themselves?
Misc. Stuff I have been thinking about…
Check out the pictures of my nephews I put up. Aren’t they cute? It was my youngest newphews 1st birthday Saturday, but we celebrated it on Sunday. I got some awesome pics of the kids playing. The tall, skinny kid is my stepson. My 2 oldest newphews really look up to him. I was proud of my stepson Sunday because he played so well with the little ones (well the 2 oldest, they are 2 and 4). He played balloons and pushed them around in their little cars. I appreciate that and I know the kids love it. I know he would have rather been hanging out with his cousin. I think he ended up having some fun.
Skinny Boy
My stepson is so tall and skinny. We feed him, we really do! Some family members accuse us and/or his mother of not feeding him. I tell them that we feed him and I am sure his mother does too. I am always asking him if he ate or if he got enough to eat. He eats – he can really throw down. Lately we have to tell him to slow down while he is eating.
My husband and I were shopping for pants for him last week. We couldn’t find his size at all. All the pants were too big in the waist or too short. We finally had to get pants a size bigger in the waist and a size smaller length wise than what he had asked for. Luckily the pants fit. I am sure he will grow out of them very soon. I told my stepson "Damn, I wish I would grow – taller … not fatter. You know, this way not that way." We were laughing.
Work
Monday ended up being a good day at work. The day went by fast, hahaha. 
There was a new guy Monday. I got to talking to him. His name is Robert and he is going to school for Psychology too. He went to Mott and had Dr. McCain for a professor. She is our favorite prof. He is going to Rochester College now, which is at Mott. He still gets to see Dr. McCain. I almost wish I would have chosen Rochester College too. The new guy told me "I was hoping I would meet someone who is in school for psych" so he did and now we are happy to be friends. We can exchange ideas and job/opportunity info. He has a Myspace. I love his space – he has nice pics. I already emailed him with some info I had, and he emailed me back. He said if I don’t do psychology I could be a photographer. I love compliments!
There was a new guy Monday. I got to talking to him. His name is Robert and he is going to school for Psychology too. He went to Mott and had Dr. McCain for a professor. She is our favorite prof. He is going to Rochester College now, which is at Mott. He still gets to see Dr. McCain. I almost wish I would have chosen Rochester College too. The new guy told me "I was hoping I would meet someone who is in school for psych" so he did and now we are happy to be friends. We can exchange ideas and job/opportunity info. He has a Myspace. I love his space – he has nice pics. I already emailed him with some info I had, and he emailed me back. He said if I don’t do psychology I could be a photographer. I love compliments!Robert was recently laid off from his job as an intake worker for drug rehabillitation/working with the courts. He was lucky enough to be working in the field already but his old company was under bid for the contract of the work he was doing. So now he is stuck at McD’s until somthing better comes along. Robert told me it was hard putting on the McD uniform that morning, but he is thankful to have a job. I know how he feels. He has 3 kids and just bought a new house too. 
I am scared and sad for him. I hope he can find something else. I hope I can find something else. I have a few prospects but I still have not started to job search in earnest yet. I think I may just look for a part time waitressing job because school is going to start soon. I don’t really want to work full time and either try to struggle through school (FT or part time) or put it off for 6 months to a year. Only if the two really good full time jobs I applied for pan out. Then I might be tempted. I will have to see what happens within the next month.
I am scared and sad for him. I hope he can find something else. I hope I can find something else. I have a few prospects but I still have not started to job search in earnest yet. I think I may just look for a part time waitressing job because school is going to start soon. I don’t really want to work full time and either try to struggle through school (FT or part time) or put it off for 6 months to a year. Only if the two really good full time jobs I applied for pan out. Then I might be tempted. I will have to see what happens within the next month. I drove a co-worker, Sara, home after work. She is a really sweet girl. She is 19, I think, and has one son. She dropped out of school and does not even have her drivers license yet. She has just been busy with her son and trying to work. She lives with her boyfriend and his family just around the block from me. I told her she should definitely get her GED and go on to college. I hope she does. On our way home, we were talking about the new guy and college. She says she wants to go to college and help/counsel young kids. I hope she chases that dream. It makes me sad to see/hear about people dropping out of highschool. It is like you need a college degree to do anything anymore.
So I drove around my block when I took Sara home. I have never been around the block! 
It is a farm block (not sure of the proper term) so it is 4 miles. I was thinking I should start walking around the block everyday. It looks like a pretty walk and I might lose some weight. I need to get in shape for that 17 mile hike and I would like to try to do the bridge walk this Labor Day too. I will have to start. Better get to it.
It is a farm block (not sure of the proper term) so it is 4 miles. I was thinking I should start walking around the block everyday. It looks like a pretty walk and I might lose some weight. I need to get in shape for that 17 mile hike and I would like to try to do the bridge walk this Labor Day too. I will have to start. Better get to it.
Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes
A friend gave me kudos over on Mspace for hiking 7 miles. She recently went to Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes and had trouble getting up the first huge hill. It reminded me of another hike I took long ago. I wish I had pics to share but I don’t have them scanned into my computer and my scanner is acting crazy right now.
Almost 10 years ago, when my husband and I first started dating, we went to Sleeping Bear. My Stepson was 5. It was hard for me to get up the first hill but I made it. It was easy for the youngster and he had a blast, of course. Well, we decide to take the dune hike to Lake Michigan. That was a big mistake. It was only supposed to be something like a mile and a half – we thought we could do it, no problem. Um, no. It was 1 and a half miles of walking up and down sandy hills (Duh! Dunes, hahaha). We ran out of water real quick. Half the the trail markers were missing or buried. Halway to the lake we could hear the waves crashing, so we kept thinking we were close – just have to get over the next hill. NO, hills came and went and no Lake. Finally we made it. Finally. We were so thirsty we drank the Lake water. Then we noticed storm clouds over the Lake. Uh oh, better get back. Halway back, we were sorta lost and being pelted by hard rain -not to mention being scared by the lightning and loud, crashing thunder. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the sand getting getting in our eyes and stinging our skin from the wind the storm whipped up. My poor stepson had had enough; he was like "Carry me!" We were like "Who’s going carry us?" hahahaha. But we made it back and lived to tell the tale. That was the last time I climbed the first big hill. We have been back since, but I am content to watch the kids climb it and roll down. 
Click on the link for more info about Sleeping Bear. (beautiful pics)
Long Hike
Oh – my – goodness! I went on a long hike today! Over 7 miles! My Aunts and Uncles (Dad’s siblings, my dad has 2 sisters and 4 brothers) had been talking about going on a hike at the Pinckney Recreation Area (in MI). It is not too far from where I live – kind of half way between where my parents and I live and the rest of my family lives (Detroit area). So today was determined to be the day. We got up at about 5:30 am so we could meet up with everybody at the Recreation area around 7am. We get there and the park is closed – we have to wait an hour to get hiking! hahaha, I guess that is the Polish coming out in my family.
My Aunts and Uncles and Dad are all so silly! I love them to death. They are fun people. On the hike was me, my husband, my stepson, my Dad, and 2 of my Dad’s brothers and 2 of my Dad’s sisters – none of their families could make it. Originally we were only supposed to hike a little over 5 miles. My Dad kept asking me if I could do it. Of course I can hike 5 miles! But then they decided to add another trail, so it ended up being 7 miles (maybe a little more). I brought up the rear – I like to walk slow and take in nature and also take pics. I am very out of shape too. My Uncles kept asking me if I was OK, how was I feeling… I kept telling them I am fine – I am fat, out of shape, and slow, but I can do this! Hahaha They all walk too fast and talk about a mile a minute too. My stepson led the hikers – he is a tall, skinny thing. I am jealous of him. It was a good hike. Fun was had by all. I made it, although I was getting ready to quit the last mile. We want to do it more often. I guess I will have to start training.My Uncle Timmy said that next time he wants me to lead the hikers. LOL Actually, they are talking about doing the 17 mile hike that is in that park. It is supposed to take 2 days but they want to try to do it in one! I laughed at that one. Uncle Timmy said we might have to run in places and Aunt Connie said we couldn’t stop to smell the roses. I don’t know about that one. I like to hike, but for me it is more about being in nature and taking pics then the walking/exercise. I will have to see what happens.
It was a good hike. Fun was had by all. I made it, although I was getting ready to quit the last mile. We want to do it more often. I guess I will have to start training.My Uncle Timmy said that next time he wants me to lead the hikers. LOL Actually, they are talking about doing the 17 mile hike that is in that park. It is supposed to take 2 days but they want to try to do it in one! I laughed at that one. Uncle Timmy said we might have to run in places and Aunt Connie said we couldn’t stop to smell the roses. I don’t know about that one. I like to hike, but for me it is more about being in nature and taking pics then the walking/exercise. I will have to see what happens. My husband read my blog and he said I had to ammend it to tell you all how evil the bugs were. They were really bad. There were huge horseflies, yucky deerflies and mosquitos, of course. You had to keep moving or a million would swarm on you. I even had some flies try to fly in my mouth. I don’t know how the others could talk so much! The back of my husbands neck must have 100 bites. That was the downside of the hike, that and the fact that we couldn’t walk the evening after. 
Gotta’ love nature.
Gotta’ love nature. I added my favorite pictures in this blog but all that I took that day are uploaded into an album on this space.
People
People are many things. There are a lot of good people in the world; there are a lot of bad people in the world. There are a lot of people that are somewhere in the middle. People are conflicted. I have known some good, some bad and for certain some conflicted people. At times I am conflicted. Whatever people are, good, bad, problematic, people interest me. Their thoughts, their ideas, their stories; why they do the things they do – I am always curious. I am a big time people watcher.
I like to think I am a good judge of people. I seem to have always had a sense about what a person is all about as soon as I meet them. It may be I am a little psychic; I know I am certainly very sensitive and perceptive. Not to say I always catch everything. No one is infallible. I guess this is why I have always had an interest in psychology. I want to write about some of the things I believe to be true about people. I hope I may not come off as highly critical. I can be very critical. I try to temper this with kindness and understanding. I don’t always succeed with this as quickly as I should. Know that I often turn my critical lens on myself too. I would like to write more about people – their behaviors, their ways of thinking, what I perceive in some people and my experiences in dealing with people. I guess I would like to write about what we call ‘human nature’.
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