I was making dinner when

I was making dinner when it occurred to me that the phrase "cut through like a hot knife through butter" must be fairly modern in origin. My reasoning being that were it an old phrase, existing before refridgeration, the phrase would make no sense whatsoever, since butter at room temperature is fairly soft, and hot knives would pass only a little bit more quickly through butter than a cold knife. But, butter coming from a refridgerator like mine (which has been known to freeze sodas on occasion) is rock hard, and a hot knife (heated by hot water) cuts through it (thankfully) quite quickly.

One of my co-workers proposed this past weekend to his girlfriend of three years. He and I share the same birthday and the same birthyear, which makes him the same age as me, give or take a few hours. Anyways, he is ready for marriage, I am so not. It's not that I wouldn't be a good husband or a good father, it's just that, well, I'm simply not ready for it. And while there are certainly plenty of pros and cons to being married, it's a lifestyle that I just can't handle yet.

I've lived my life for 28 years, and in alot of ways, I'm still trying to figure out who I really am. A person isn't complete until they find the other part of themselves, and the other part can only be found in the presence of another person. Who I am when I'm around people is different from the person I am when I am alone. Who I am when I'm with a group of people is quite different from who I am when I'm amongst friends. All these different facets of my personality. Sometimes fluid, sometimes hard, constantly changing.

Shrek: "Ogres are like onions."

Donkey: "They stink?"

Shrek: "Yes... No!"

Donkey: "They make you cry?"

Shrek: "No!"

Donkey: "Oh... you leave them out in the sun, they get all brown and start spoutin' little white hairs."

Shrek: "No! Layers! Ogres have layers! You get it? We both have layers!"

Donkey: Oh, you both have layers. Oh. You know, not everybody likes onions. You know what everybody likes? Parfaits."


From the movie Shrek

Now that I think about it, a lot of things are like ogres and onions. Think about things that make you cry, things that have layers that not everyone likes...