So today was a splendid day, what with spending it with the family. So many things to enjoy when your family comes together, most of which makes you understand why we all don't live together. However, I thought I would take a moment and appreciate all that which has been given to me.
Of course, when it comes to giving thanks, obviously none of us would be here without are parents. Regardless of the level of interaction or caring that you may have received over the years from your parental figures, they do have just a "slight" bit of responsibility for what they have done for us. So with that said, I am truly thankful for the fact that I have two wonderful parents who have shown me what it takes to be a genuine, caring person. Thanks guys!
I'm also mucho thankful that I have a job. When some people take for granted being able to receive a paycheck and decide they would rather skip work than arrive to earn a dollar, they are not realizing how blessed it is to be employed with the state of our economy. I recently received an email (at work no less) giving a list of companies that are either closing down stores, or closing business completely. Some of these organizations are rather large (Home Depot, Lowe's, Circuit City to name a few) and some not so known (Linens 'n' things or Wilson's Leather). I am so happy to be working for an organization that doesn't do two things: close stores, or lay-off employees. To all those "haters" out there, I am proud to work at Wal-mart and am thankful for all the opportunities that it has brought me.
I'd also like to take a minute to write about someone who has become quite special to me. I won't name names; mainly because I don't want to risk embarrasment on their part. However, this person is, quite possibly, the most down-to-earth person I have ever met. This person takes nothing for granted, focuses on what is before them, and constantly juggles many things at the expense of themselves. On this truly splendid holiday, I am most thankful that I am one of those things that gets "juggled" around, because this person is not only the most radiant person I have encountered, but has also allowed me to hope again. So with that said, thank you.
On a final note-I challenge each and every person that reads this to look at what has been given to you. Whether it is the freedom we have, the love we share, the family that we belong to, the possesions we own, or the air we breathe, nothing we have should ever be taken for granted. Give thanks to someone today, because this is truly what this holiday is all about.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Sucking my will to live...
Since I have been working for Wal-mart U, one phrase that has stood out is to "steal shamelessly." So in essence, two fellow friends of the friday persuasion have done this-and now I too jump on the band wagon and share the things that are "sucking my will to live."
1- Farm equipment. Not really farm equipment in general. Just the farm equipment that randomly decides that driving 25 on a major highway is a sport. I don't even think the combine I had to follow for ten miles yesterday had a driver in it. I'm pretty sure farming season is over. I wonder if it just decided to run away from its owner. Oh the humanity.
2- Cleaning and OCD. To be honest, I do not think that I have a large case of OCD. However, it does not combine well with the fact that I absolutely hate to clean. Is it just me or does dust decide to wait until the day AFTER you have cleaned to show up on every object in your house about three inches thick? If you've ever come over to my house and watched me I move objects around until they are where they belong, sometimes in the same exact spot. For example, I think to myself "I think this pillow is out of place" and so I pick it up and then place it right back where it came from. This is such a constant battle. I literally can sit on my couch and fight myself to stay there if something is not done. Ugh.
3- Rain. Now honestly rain does not bother me that much. In fact, I absolutely love a nice sprinkle on a slightly warm day. It feels nice. However, with the large amount that we had this spring and summer, I'm concerned about the flooring of my house. I'm pretty sure the floorboards or crossbeams or whatever you call them are rotting underneath. For those of you that have walked in my house before, that popping and cracking you hear is NOT settling, its breaking. I am so glad I'm renting (at least until I return home someday to see my plasma tv inside the floor!)
4- Myspace wars. Seriously, who decided that myspace should become a warzone? Years ago if you had a tiff with someone, you just quit talking to them. Now it's "oh-I'm upset with you so I'm going to delete you". I received a message from a friend of mine (by cellphone text no less) asking all her friends to delete someone on myspace. Are you serious? Oh wow-life is going to end now. I can't see somebody on myspace! If you are THAT lame and can't get in your car, drive to someones house, and bitch-slap them, then you deserve to be deleted on myspace. I can play that silly game too! Enough said.
5- and finally, texting problems. Everyone knows that you are either a phone call person, or a die-hard texting person. I absolutely love to text. Yes, if it is a personal call, or a long conversation I will pick up the phone. However, it seems no matter what company I go with, I always have issues with the texts. With Cell One it was not receiving texts at all. With Verizon, it seems that every text is the most important text in the world. They are soooooo important that I receive three or four texts sometimes (copies of the same one). Or I receive a copy of a text that is two or three days old. How does this happen? I'm pretty sure I didn't sign up for the constant reminder plan!
As I read back through what I wrote-I sound pretty upset. Ooops. And isn't this supposed to be "wordless wednesday?" Oh well, forgive me. It's my birthday!!
1- Farm equipment. Not really farm equipment in general. Just the farm equipment that randomly decides that driving 25 on a major highway is a sport. I don't even think the combine I had to follow for ten miles yesterday had a driver in it. I'm pretty sure farming season is over. I wonder if it just decided to run away from its owner. Oh the humanity.
2- Cleaning and OCD. To be honest, I do not think that I have a large case of OCD. However, it does not combine well with the fact that I absolutely hate to clean. Is it just me or does dust decide to wait until the day AFTER you have cleaned to show up on every object in your house about three inches thick? If you've ever come over to my house and watched me I move objects around until they are where they belong, sometimes in the same exact spot. For example, I think to myself "I think this pillow is out of place" and so I pick it up and then place it right back where it came from. This is such a constant battle. I literally can sit on my couch and fight myself to stay there if something is not done. Ugh.
3- Rain. Now honestly rain does not bother me that much. In fact, I absolutely love a nice sprinkle on a slightly warm day. It feels nice. However, with the large amount that we had this spring and summer, I'm concerned about the flooring of my house. I'm pretty sure the floorboards or crossbeams or whatever you call them are rotting underneath. For those of you that have walked in my house before, that popping and cracking you hear is NOT settling, its breaking. I am so glad I'm renting (at least until I return home someday to see my plasma tv inside the floor!)
4- Myspace wars. Seriously, who decided that myspace should become a warzone? Years ago if you had a tiff with someone, you just quit talking to them. Now it's "oh-I'm upset with you so I'm going to delete you". I received a message from a friend of mine (by cellphone text no less) asking all her friends to delete someone on myspace. Are you serious? Oh wow-life is going to end now. I can't see somebody on myspace! If you are THAT lame and can't get in your car, drive to someones house, and bitch-slap them, then you deserve to be deleted on myspace. I can play that silly game too! Enough said.
5- and finally, texting problems. Everyone knows that you are either a phone call person, or a die-hard texting person. I absolutely love to text. Yes, if it is a personal call, or a long conversation I will pick up the phone. However, it seems no matter what company I go with, I always have issues with the texts. With Cell One it was not receiving texts at all. With Verizon, it seems that every text is the most important text in the world. They are soooooo important that I receive three or four texts sometimes (copies of the same one). Or I receive a copy of a text that is two or three days old. How does this happen? I'm pretty sure I didn't sign up for the constant reminder plan!
As I read back through what I wrote-I sound pretty upset. Ooops. And isn't this supposed to be "wordless wednesday?" Oh well, forgive me. It's my birthday!!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
My romance rules...yeah I don't follow them
I recently discussed this with a wonderful friend of mine (go katie!). Specifically, what are the rules to follow when dating someone? I hadn't taken the time to jot these down. You may not agree with some of them, and I have shamelessly (sp) stolen some from other spots, so bear with me.
1. The rule of three. Most people know this one. If the discussion of sexual partners comes up, and a member of the female persuasion says a number, mulitply by three. If a member of the male persuasion says a number divide by three. I like this rule. Males try to sound experienced, girls try to not sound "whorish".
2. The rule of seven. Never under any circumstances date someone more or less than seven years age difference. Honestly, you are either dating someone who you have to treat like a child, or someone who acts like your parent. Ugh.
3. The rule of seven part deux. For maturity reasonality (oohhh sounds like a technical term), add seven to a girls age, and subtract seven from a guys. For example, if you are say 26 and female and want to date a 19 year old male, they will "act" 12. Likewise if you are 30 and male and want to date a 23 year old female, they will "act" your age. Fun stuff (this is why you always see an older guy in relationships, I think).
4. The rule of "are you stupid?". Never, under any circumstances, date anyone under the age of 21 if you are over the age of 24. I'm sorry, I left highschool behind like 14 years ago. Why would I ever want to go back? Double Ugh.
5. The tolerance line rule. Ok, this is more like a we have been dating a while rule. But it still falls under this heading. There always comes a time during the relationship when you think to yourself "am I happy?" and is a pivotal turning point. If you tell yourself you are happy some of the time and unhappy part of it, you aren't happy. There is a specific line you cross called the tolerance line. You can be with someone and be happy part of the time, but if you ever can't tolerate someone it is time to move on. The moment you have to put up with someone, you are holding on to what you think will happen instead of reality.
There are more rules, but honestly, my fingers are tired and I need to potty (ok tmi, I know).
Until next time.
1. The rule of three. Most people know this one. If the discussion of sexual partners comes up, and a member of the female persuasion says a number, mulitply by three. If a member of the male persuasion says a number divide by three. I like this rule. Males try to sound experienced, girls try to not sound "whorish".
2. The rule of seven. Never under any circumstances date someone more or less than seven years age difference. Honestly, you are either dating someone who you have to treat like a child, or someone who acts like your parent. Ugh.
3. The rule of seven part deux. For maturity reasonality (oohhh sounds like a technical term), add seven to a girls age, and subtract seven from a guys. For example, if you are say 26 and female and want to date a 19 year old male, they will "act" 12. Likewise if you are 30 and male and want to date a 23 year old female, they will "act" your age. Fun stuff (this is why you always see an older guy in relationships, I think).
4. The rule of "are you stupid?". Never, under any circumstances, date anyone under the age of 21 if you are over the age of 24. I'm sorry, I left highschool behind like 14 years ago. Why would I ever want to go back? Double Ugh.
5. The tolerance line rule. Ok, this is more like a we have been dating a while rule. But it still falls under this heading. There always comes a time during the relationship when you think to yourself "am I happy?" and is a pivotal turning point. If you tell yourself you are happy some of the time and unhappy part of it, you aren't happy. There is a specific line you cross called the tolerance line. You can be with someone and be happy part of the time, but if you ever can't tolerate someone it is time to move on. The moment you have to put up with someone, you are holding on to what you think will happen instead of reality.
There are more rules, but honestly, my fingers are tired and I need to potty (ok tmi, I know).
Until next time.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Here it goes
So I'm sitting at home, pondering my existence. I have received much pressure to do this, although in a way it is a much needed stress reliever. So here I am trying the blogging experience (not that I haven't blogged on my-space, but I assume this is more professional).
The question is-do I write about something serious, funny, sad, touching, or just plain stupid. Sometimes you have to just let the words pour out of the ends of your fingertips. At times it comes out like molasses in winter, other times like a broken water main. So we will see...
I have decided I am searching for things that do not exist. One of which is true happiness. Although I have frequently put my heart out to be seen in all of its glory, it is yet to be captured. Let me digress. It has been captured before, just not appreciated fully. Yeah that's it! I recently took a personality survey on myself, and it scared the shit out of me how accurate it was! (whoa change of subject-but hold on like it's a rollercoaster-I'll come back) Within said personality survey it stated that I fall too hard to fast, and usually for signigicant others who eventually leave me regardless of the choices I make. Whoa. Sounds like a custom photo of my life; without the glossy finish.
I have also decided something else. There is nothing more beneficial to someones sanity than a very close-knit group of friends. I have never truly appreciated the level of caring that my true friends have for me. So-thanks Mandy, Fab, Katie, and Andy. You guys rock!
And for my final thought for this evening, I have to take a moment to thank one more person. Regardless of how he acts occasionally, or the words he uses, the situations he puts himself in, or his rough exterior, I have to tell "my brother" thank you. If anyone always has my back it is him. He may not read this blog, but I know I have written it and it makes me feel better. Maybe I'll tell him. Maybe.
Until next time
The question is-do I write about something serious, funny, sad, touching, or just plain stupid. Sometimes you have to just let the words pour out of the ends of your fingertips. At times it comes out like molasses in winter, other times like a broken water main. So we will see...
I have decided I am searching for things that do not exist. One of which is true happiness. Although I have frequently put my heart out to be seen in all of its glory, it is yet to be captured. Let me digress. It has been captured before, just not appreciated fully. Yeah that's it! I recently took a personality survey on myself, and it scared the shit out of me how accurate it was! (whoa change of subject-but hold on like it's a rollercoaster-I'll come back) Within said personality survey it stated that I fall too hard to fast, and usually for signigicant others who eventually leave me regardless of the choices I make. Whoa. Sounds like a custom photo of my life; without the glossy finish.
I have also decided something else. There is nothing more beneficial to someones sanity than a very close-knit group of friends. I have never truly appreciated the level of caring that my true friends have for me. So-thanks Mandy, Fab, Katie, and Andy. You guys rock!
And for my final thought for this evening, I have to take a moment to thank one more person. Regardless of how he acts occasionally, or the words he uses, the situations he puts himself in, or his rough exterior, I have to tell "my brother" thank you. If anyone always has my back it is him. He may not read this blog, but I know I have written it and it makes me feel better. Maybe I'll tell him. Maybe.
Until next time
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