So, how'd that Day of Peace work for me?

In case you didn't see the entry, it's HERE.  
Folks, I had no idea how many unkind things I say about people all the time, even people I like!  Even people I don't know at all!  
It started when I took Cliff his coffee, while he was still in bed.  We struck up a conversation; I hadn't said fifty words  before I was dissing somebody (not a person I dislike, either) for doing something I don't approve of.  I had already made my observation when I realized what I was doing and told Cliff, "I'm not supposed to be talking negatively about anybody today."  
He said something on the order of "Good luck with that."  
Later as we pulled out of the driveway to go for groceries, I got halfway through a snide remark about a neighbor when I stopped myself, yelling "Nooooo, I didn't mean it.  God bless them all!"  
Going through our little town, we met a familiar pickup that has a bug shield with the words "Wild Bill" written on it.  This guy has probably lived in this area longer than we have, but we've never met him.  I'm sure he's a nice guy.  I made this remark: "Old Wild Bill really keeps the roads hot, doesn't he?  He must not know there's a fuel shortage."  
Then it hit me that the words had negative implications, and I said, "I guess we must use the roads as much as he does; we're always in our car when we see him."   
It was like this the whole day.  I could give you an hour of examples, but you get the picture.  
The last incident of the day was this:  We were watching a piece about Charlie Sheen on 20/20 on the DVR and I made some sarcastic observation.  Now folks, I realize it shouldn't be a big deal to have a bad opinion of Charlie.  Anything I say about him isn't going to hurt him at all.  But it reinforces the holier-than-thou habit, and I need to at least regulate it.  
So, don't expect me to be perfect from here on out, but I do intend to clean up some of the negativity in my speaking.  I need to let Charlie Sheen be who he wants to be; I need to let my neighbors live their lives, and I'll live mine.  Now, there are a few things about the neighbors that directly affect me, but I need to deal with those things without being on a constant rant about them.  
Maybe if I'd just remember to pray for them instead, if nothing more than a "God bless them".  I might adopt the southern belle habit of substituting the words "bless her heart" for "I can't stand her."
Do ya think?  
Meanwhile, Cliff is having a lot of laughs watching me choke on my own words multiple times daily.  He's loving it.

A day of peace

Someone on Facebook came up with this "event" scheduled for today.  The event is called "A Day Of Peace".  Here's the idea, which I've copied and pasted in its entirety:  

Please read the whole thing!
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I have an idea... for a day of peace. Wouldn't it be amazing?
Just one day in the year where we all held our tongues.
A day where we ignored others' shortcomings and made a valiant effort to be kind and understanding.
A day where we all got along. It's sad that we are all at a point where we should do this, but it's even sadder to know that we easily could every day, but refuse to do so.

My proposition is simple:
One day, March 4th, we all stick to three simple rules that will make the world a little bit more bearable. Feel free to partake in this before and long after then; the only reason I have the event set that far into the future is because I want word to spread and allow this to have as big of an impact as possible.
This event is to take place everywhere we go in the world, preferably all the time.
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Rule #1.
Say not a single unkind thing about anyone or anything. If at all possible, try not to even think a nasty thought. If we do, reflect on why it was that we thought to say it in the first place.
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Rule #2.
Show everyone we cross paths with some genuine human compassion. Be it with a smile or kind words, just spread some love.
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Rule #3.
Make not one person the exception to the rule. Not everyone deserves to have roses thrown at their feet and have a holiday in their honor, but nobody deserves to feel alone. Reach out. Talk to someone new. Care about them, and we will be cared for in return.  

I realize these are things we should all be doing every day, but I, for one, don't.  It's so easy to look at the people nearby and call them "crazy" or "lazy, to slip so deep in the rut of holier-than-thou that you become comfortable in it.  So for today, I'm going to try very hard to do all the above things.  I've fallen into the habit of being critical and judgmental, of fault-finding and nitpicking.  Yes, I have.  

Perhaps, just for today, I can behave myself.