“Judge not, that ye be not judged.”

I really attempt not to even think mean thoughts about others. When I find myself conjuring up cruel thoughts, I remind myself quickly of my own imperfections and flaws. It usually cures the problem and I move on with life. Being judgmental is something that I never want to be. I want to give everyone the same benefit of the doubt that I hope that they would offer me.

Today I needed to run some errands. As I was getting some stuff that I needed for later this week, I was passed by a lady wearing a very light colored, thin material skirt. Needless to say, she wasn’t leaving anything to anyone’s imagination. At the first shake of my head and mean thoughts beginning to shape, I immediately took inventory of the contents being held in my hands at that very moment . . . .

-a bottle of Gatorade
-Power bars
-Soft lips
-milk chocolate truffles
-chocolate syrup
-maraschino cherries with stems
-a bottle of Martinelli’s
-champagne glasses
- lingerie
-Trojan pleasure pack
-8 varieties of KY

It’s not polite to judge.