Rule 1. Do not do your hair - if it wasn't done when you got in the car that's ok, no one is in there with you therefore no one cares what your hair looks like.
Rule 2. Chips and dip are for parties not for driving.
Rule 3. Cereal is a breakfast food better eaten at home not in a moving vehicle especially when you are the operator of said moving vehicle.
Rule 4. Turn signals - use them. That's what they are there for.
Rule 5. You can only turn left or right from the outside lanes in to the respective outside lanes unless otherwise indicated.
Rule 6. Please leave your reading material at home or save it for when you have reached your destination.
Rule 7. Figure out where you are going and how you are going to get there prior to heading there. Its easier for all of us this way.
Rule 8. This rule applies to the owners of luxury cars more specifically than others. Just because you can afford a fancy car does not give you special privileges while driving.
Rule 9. You are not more special than anyone else on the road - we are all trying to get somewhere too.
Rule 10. Being rude while driving doesn't do anything but make you look like a jack ass and put a bad taste in other peoples mouths.
Rule 11. Don't litter out your windows - your mother taught you better than that.
Rule 12. Don't steal parking spaces from people who have obviously waiting, just because you have no patience does not mean that you get special treatment.
Rule 13. When in neighborhoods realize that you are in a neighborhood not on a race track slow down.
Rule 14. Go ahead and drive crazy between stop lights - you are only going to get to the red light faster. (please note sarcasim)
Rule 15. Stop at stop signs they do have a purpose.
Please if you have other rules that you feel should be added by all means! And this list should be continued.
Happy Reading!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
A different kind of writing
So normally when i sit here and write I write from a place of happiness...
however tonight is a different story.
Although I am surrounded by my favorite little people, I sit here and I feel like I am failing. As if in life I have bitten off more than I can chew. I want to cry - however I do not want to cry in front of my daughter and my niece and nephew. But I feel like I am failing at life.
As I sit here and I contemplate the path that I have chosen in life, I wonder if I can do it. I feel like I am too stupid to be taking on this journey. And it breaks my heart. I work so hard. Prior to going back to school I had applied for hundreds probably thousands of jobs without so much as a call back. I feel unwanted and like failure, that I am not to succeed in life. I had thought that I had found my way years ago but it wasn't quite the place for me and things happened that led me away from it. And I suppose it is for the better. And now on this new journey, I have applied for scholarships and am not considered for them. I guess I just don't fit the bill or have the right things to say that will make them consider me.
I feel very alone in this world and frequently as if I have no one on my side. And like I have a place I am trying to get to, but I am lost along the way. I feel like a failure at life. There are people in my life, who seem to have things handed to them and walk away unscathed and then here I am and I work my ass off and I feel like I can never catch a break. Maybe I am doing something wrong - but would please someone show me the way.
At school I work so hard, i study so hard and then I struggle. It breaks my spirit I walk around and I feel stupid and like a failure all the time.
It is the same thing with my body...I work out so hard, i have begun running, i play soccer, I quit drinking and going out, and I cannot lose weight and i have friends who work out as well and they are losing all the weight that they want to. It is if i am destined to be chubby forever. I keep trying to convince myself not to worry about my outward appearance and be proud of the things that I am accomplishing athletically - I have recently become a "runner" or tried to anyway - I ran my first 5k in March and an 8k last weekend and I am preparing for another 5k at the beginning of may and hopefully a 10k at the end of may. Yet when I get the photos back I still look like the chubby girl who is trying to be a 'runner."
Maybe I am simply being to hard on myself...but I really feel like I am failing at life. At this point I sit here and contemplate my path...maybe I am simply not on the right on. I feel like I am falling apart. I feel very alone, and I am wishing that I had someone here to pick up the pieces and put them together the right way. At this moment I am feeling as though I need a vacation from my life. I want to run away and start all over. (Take my little one of course...shes my world.) But none the less start over in a new town with new faces. And maybe its as simple as making a change with how I look - I feel frumpy and unattractive but considering that I have no money I cannot get my hair done or buy new clothes - I am stuck looking like this. And I HATE IT. I have never in my life felt beautiful but the further that I embark on this journey of the great unknown - the worse I seem to feel about my outward appearance.
I can only hope that this frustration and feelings of defeat and failure dissipate and I do become all the things that dream of becoming not all of the things that I feel like I am.
however tonight is a different story.
Although I am surrounded by my favorite little people, I sit here and I feel like I am failing. As if in life I have bitten off more than I can chew. I want to cry - however I do not want to cry in front of my daughter and my niece and nephew. But I feel like I am failing at life.
As I sit here and I contemplate the path that I have chosen in life, I wonder if I can do it. I feel like I am too stupid to be taking on this journey. And it breaks my heart. I work so hard. Prior to going back to school I had applied for hundreds probably thousands of jobs without so much as a call back. I feel unwanted and like failure, that I am not to succeed in life. I had thought that I had found my way years ago but it wasn't quite the place for me and things happened that led me away from it. And I suppose it is for the better. And now on this new journey, I have applied for scholarships and am not considered for them. I guess I just don't fit the bill or have the right things to say that will make them consider me.
I feel very alone in this world and frequently as if I have no one on my side. And like I have a place I am trying to get to, but I am lost along the way. I feel like a failure at life. There are people in my life, who seem to have things handed to them and walk away unscathed and then here I am and I work my ass off and I feel like I can never catch a break. Maybe I am doing something wrong - but would please someone show me the way.
At school I work so hard, i study so hard and then I struggle. It breaks my spirit I walk around and I feel stupid and like a failure all the time.
It is the same thing with my body...I work out so hard, i have begun running, i play soccer, I quit drinking and going out, and I cannot lose weight and i have friends who work out as well and they are losing all the weight that they want to. It is if i am destined to be chubby forever. I keep trying to convince myself not to worry about my outward appearance and be proud of the things that I am accomplishing athletically - I have recently become a "runner" or tried to anyway - I ran my first 5k in March and an 8k last weekend and I am preparing for another 5k at the beginning of may and hopefully a 10k at the end of may. Yet when I get the photos back I still look like the chubby girl who is trying to be a 'runner."
Maybe I am simply being to hard on myself...but I really feel like I am failing at life. At this point I sit here and contemplate my path...maybe I am simply not on the right on. I feel like I am falling apart. I feel very alone, and I am wishing that I had someone here to pick up the pieces and put them together the right way. At this moment I am feeling as though I need a vacation from my life. I want to run away and start all over. (Take my little one of course...shes my world.) But none the less start over in a new town with new faces. And maybe its as simple as making a change with how I look - I feel frumpy and unattractive but considering that I have no money I cannot get my hair done or buy new clothes - I am stuck looking like this. And I HATE IT. I have never in my life felt beautiful but the further that I embark on this journey of the great unknown - the worse I seem to feel about my outward appearance.
I can only hope that this frustration and feelings of defeat and failure dissipate and I do become all the things that dream of becoming not all of the things that I feel like I am.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
its been a while old friend
so again it was brought to my attention that I am not keeping up with my blogging and for that I apologize. I have embarked on yet another term of school and it is consuming me...Lets just hope that it comes out to great results. That is what I hope for every term...but it doesn't always happen.
But this evening I am taking a momentary break for my life as it were and spending some much needed time with the people I love the most. My daughter of course and my niece and my nephew. They are delightful little people who make life so happy and carefree!
They are the moment all wearing capes and they are part of the Glenda Fame Bat club...and I'll tell you why. My niece who is the youngest of the three and she is almost 3 - her name begins with a G ( it is not however Glenda that was my daughters contribution) , my nephew who just turned 5 his name begins with an F...hence the fame. And we'll the bat club is because my nephew is wearing his batman pajamas complete with cape.
As I watch them play I am envious of how carefree and imaginative they all are together. They play so freely, there is no television turned on - there are no fancy toys involved...there are some capes, three kids, and a blanket (to disguise them from the bad guys as they are helping all the people that are in trouble) to have a wonderful time.
This reminds me of another funny story involving the very batman pajamas previously spoken of. A few months back my mostly companion and I were spending the evening with the littles and the boy was wearing the batman pajamas - as soon as he was dressed in them he said to me "where's my cape? I need my cape!" I however disappointingly it might be did not know where the cape in question was. We then proceeded to head downstairs in my sisters home so that the children could continue their play for a while and the boy (as I will be calling him as I do not want to mention names without permission from their parents...) was asked by my mostly companion "Are you Batman?" and the reply was "No, I'm [insert name here] Batman." and then he simply left the room.
Much to my delight tonight as we were putting on the boy's pajamas I was again asked "Where's my cape?" This time however much to HIS delight...I was able to provide him with the cape.
Fortunately this has not been the only delights that these wonderful beings have blessed me with this evening...they are quite hilarious. But earlier we had a lovely conversation on belly buttons which was followed by a displaying of bellybuttons - I maintained that I did not have one as I was not prepared to show mine to a 3,5 and 9 year old.
I find many delights in listening to my niece speak as she has the sweetest little voice and she says the sweetest things. She was talking to me about ella...that is Cinderella in her words. As well as "purple tights" which unfortunately I interpreted as poopy tights - not even close. OOPS...
Well I must depart at least for a few as I need to put the boy and his kid sister to bed. Sadly enough there will be no more tales of them for today but another time my friends!!
Happy Reading!
But this evening I am taking a momentary break for my life as it were and spending some much needed time with the people I love the most. My daughter of course and my niece and my nephew. They are delightful little people who make life so happy and carefree!
They are the moment all wearing capes and they are part of the Glenda Fame Bat club...and I'll tell you why. My niece who is the youngest of the three and she is almost 3 - her name begins with a G ( it is not however Glenda that was my daughters contribution) , my nephew who just turned 5 his name begins with an F...hence the fame. And we'll the bat club is because my nephew is wearing his batman pajamas complete with cape.
As I watch them play I am envious of how carefree and imaginative they all are together. They play so freely, there is no television turned on - there are no fancy toys involved...there are some capes, three kids, and a blanket (to disguise them from the bad guys as they are helping all the people that are in trouble) to have a wonderful time.
This reminds me of another funny story involving the very batman pajamas previously spoken of. A few months back my mostly companion and I were spending the evening with the littles and the boy was wearing the batman pajamas - as soon as he was dressed in them he said to me "where's my cape? I need my cape!" I however disappointingly it might be did not know where the cape in question was. We then proceeded to head downstairs in my sisters home so that the children could continue their play for a while and the boy (as I will be calling him as I do not want to mention names without permission from their parents...) was asked by my mostly companion "Are you Batman?" and the reply was "No, I'm [insert name here] Batman." and then he simply left the room.
Much to my delight tonight as we were putting on the boy's pajamas I was again asked "Where's my cape?" This time however much to HIS delight...I was able to provide him with the cape.
Fortunately this has not been the only delights that these wonderful beings have blessed me with this evening...they are quite hilarious. But earlier we had a lovely conversation on belly buttons which was followed by a displaying of bellybuttons - I maintained that I did not have one as I was not prepared to show mine to a 3,5 and 9 year old.
I find many delights in listening to my niece speak as she has the sweetest little voice and she says the sweetest things. She was talking to me about ella...that is Cinderella in her words. As well as "purple tights" which unfortunately I interpreted as poopy tights - not even close. OOPS...
Well I must depart at least for a few as I need to put the boy and his kid sister to bed. Sadly enough there will be no more tales of them for today but another time my friends!!
Happy Reading!
Monday, April 5, 2010
For You Steppy...
So it was pleasantly brought to my attention last night by a dear friend of mine...Steppy Nubble for anonymity's sake, that I hadn't been blogging much the last few days. So here I am attempting to make something witty and creative come out of my brain.
I suppose I feel as though I am lacking creative juices as I have begun my spring term back at school...fun stuff. No seriously though I love school. However I do get a little frustrated on evenings such as this where I am preparing and have been all weekend for a test that I am unclear as to what the test is going to be on. But I have been doing my best and studying the materials that I think are on the test.
On another note, I have been observing my mail as I frequently don't get mail and lately it seems like everyday I seem to be getting an invitation of some sort all relating to babies or weddings or wedding festivities. I suppose I shouldn't really be all that shocked as we are approaching "that age." This is not the only place that I am seeing all this wedding mumbo jumbo I see that almost everyone I know on facebook is getting married as well.
Although that I am in a very committed relationship with the man that I call my mostly companion, and I potentially see marriage in our future...i do not see it happening anytime soon. Some of you might think that we have not been together a long time as I don't see "wedding bells" in the near future, but that is a fallacy. We are going on 3 years together - and we still don't officially live together.
Sometimes I wonder if I am some less terrifying form of a leper or if he is just scared or has no intention of proposing to me. We are both of the "marrying age" yet we aren't in any hurry. However I must make a confession I am in love with the show Say Yes to the Dress. I watch it and fantasize about what that day might be like...
But being the weirdo that I am I have also picked out everything that I like in terms of colors, dresses, flowers, etc. However I am missing one major part - a fiance. Hahaha I find this rather hilarious.
The other thing that always perplexes me is people that get married at really young ages - as I say this it makes me feel like I sound really old. But it is honestly something that confuses me. As I know how much I have changed between the age of 21-25 and then from 25 until now...and I still don't know that I have everything to offer another individual as their "wife." I suppose that some of my questions in relation to this come in terms of financial stability.
I suppose however that it is not really my place to judge those who get married at young ages but I just can't really imagine what all you might have to offer another human when you don't really know yourself. As I say this I can hear the words of my sister echoing in my head (and she said this to me years ago - after her first marriage had come to an end.) "Don't get married until after you turn 30, you really don't know who you are or what you want from life." or something like that (at least the second part) But the don't get married before 30 is it for sure. And as I find myself approaching 30 I think about it and how much I change every year...and how miserable I would be if I had married at young age to someone that I was in a serious relationship with at that time...I would long since be divorced and it would have been messy and awful!! And here I sit, in a life that I quite like and as a person that I quite like and with a person that I truly adore - MY MOSTLY COMPANION. It is a lovely thing. I am in love with my best friend. Hence the reason I call him my mostly companion. He and I are pals - we play, we laugh, we love. He is supportive of my adventures - he is my frequent accomplice. He too has passed the 30 mark and isn't in any hurry. As I write this I wonder if he and I have some sort of unspoken promise and intention to spend the rest of forever with one another we aren't however in any hurry. Now if he doesn't feel this way than I sound like a real boob. SO...for my sake we will say that he does.
But I wonder in young people what necessitates the idea of marriage - is it because their love is really the kind that spans a life time and they are ready to make all the portions of the commitment of marriage that really occur - such as the financial ones. Or is it a whim - maybe that's not the right word, but something different that occurs in young marriage. I wonder how much of an influence things such as social situations (whether or not your friends are getting married, the military, or religion) might have to do with it.
Please do not misunderstand me I do have the desire to get married some day and to my mostly companion, I am just not in any hurry...and when the time comes I believe that since we have been together for quite sometime I believe that it will. I also think that this is going to make it quite the surprise because I have no expectation of when it will happen. I won't say if because I do think that some day it will happen, yes someday my time will come too!! Haha!!
The greatest part about all of this is that sometimes I wonder if my friends who know him and are close with him too all know something that I don't know (or maybe that is my shred of wishful thinking lol) but one of the invitations that we received was addressed to Mr. and Mrs. Mostly Companion (not really but again for anonymity's sake we will refer to him as such.) And mind you that this invitation came from one of MY BEST GIRLFRIENDS IN THE WORLD!!! Now this could just be because she is a funny lady, and that is more likely. I do however feel for the person that delivers our mail as it began with just mail in my name, then mail in my daughters name and both our names....and now it has come addressed to myself and my mostly companion one week and the following week it was a addressed to Mr. and Mrs. now back to us as individuals...our mail keeps having question marks all over them. I guess its always fun to keep them guessing!! Hahaha.
Well I must step away to commit to my other domestic duties.
Happy Reading!!
I suppose I feel as though I am lacking creative juices as I have begun my spring term back at school...fun stuff. No seriously though I love school. However I do get a little frustrated on evenings such as this where I am preparing and have been all weekend for a test that I am unclear as to what the test is going to be on. But I have been doing my best and studying the materials that I think are on the test.
On another note, I have been observing my mail as I frequently don't get mail and lately it seems like everyday I seem to be getting an invitation of some sort all relating to babies or weddings or wedding festivities. I suppose I shouldn't really be all that shocked as we are approaching "that age." This is not the only place that I am seeing all this wedding mumbo jumbo I see that almost everyone I know on facebook is getting married as well.
Although that I am in a very committed relationship with the man that I call my mostly companion, and I potentially see marriage in our future...i do not see it happening anytime soon. Some of you might think that we have not been together a long time as I don't see "wedding bells" in the near future, but that is a fallacy. We are going on 3 years together - and we still don't officially live together.
Sometimes I wonder if I am some less terrifying form of a leper or if he is just scared or has no intention of proposing to me. We are both of the "marrying age" yet we aren't in any hurry. However I must make a confession I am in love with the show Say Yes to the Dress. I watch it and fantasize about what that day might be like...
But being the weirdo that I am I have also picked out everything that I like in terms of colors, dresses, flowers, etc. However I am missing one major part - a fiance. Hahaha I find this rather hilarious.
The other thing that always perplexes me is people that get married at really young ages - as I say this it makes me feel like I sound really old. But it is honestly something that confuses me. As I know how much I have changed between the age of 21-25 and then from 25 until now...and I still don't know that I have everything to offer another individual as their "wife." I suppose that some of my questions in relation to this come in terms of financial stability.
I suppose however that it is not really my place to judge those who get married at young ages but I just can't really imagine what all you might have to offer another human when you don't really know yourself. As I say this I can hear the words of my sister echoing in my head (and she said this to me years ago - after her first marriage had come to an end.) "Don't get married until after you turn 30, you really don't know who you are or what you want from life." or something like that (at least the second part) But the don't get married before 30 is it for sure. And as I find myself approaching 30 I think about it and how much I change every year...and how miserable I would be if I had married at young age to someone that I was in a serious relationship with at that time...I would long since be divorced and it would have been messy and awful!! And here I sit, in a life that I quite like and as a person that I quite like and with a person that I truly adore - MY MOSTLY COMPANION. It is a lovely thing. I am in love with my best friend. Hence the reason I call him my mostly companion. He and I are pals - we play, we laugh, we love. He is supportive of my adventures - he is my frequent accomplice. He too has passed the 30 mark and isn't in any hurry. As I write this I wonder if he and I have some sort of unspoken promise and intention to spend the rest of forever with one another we aren't however in any hurry. Now if he doesn't feel this way than I sound like a real boob. SO...for my sake we will say that he does.
But I wonder in young people what necessitates the idea of marriage - is it because their love is really the kind that spans a life time and they are ready to make all the portions of the commitment of marriage that really occur - such as the financial ones. Or is it a whim - maybe that's not the right word, but something different that occurs in young marriage. I wonder how much of an influence things such as social situations (whether or not your friends are getting married, the military, or religion) might have to do with it.
Please do not misunderstand me I do have the desire to get married some day and to my mostly companion, I am just not in any hurry...and when the time comes I believe that since we have been together for quite sometime I believe that it will. I also think that this is going to make it quite the surprise because I have no expectation of when it will happen. I won't say if because I do think that some day it will happen, yes someday my time will come too!! Haha!!
The greatest part about all of this is that sometimes I wonder if my friends who know him and are close with him too all know something that I don't know (or maybe that is my shred of wishful thinking lol) but one of the invitations that we received was addressed to Mr. and Mrs. Mostly Companion (not really but again for anonymity's sake we will refer to him as such.) And mind you that this invitation came from one of MY BEST GIRLFRIENDS IN THE WORLD!!! Now this could just be because she is a funny lady, and that is more likely. I do however feel for the person that delivers our mail as it began with just mail in my name, then mail in my daughters name and both our names....and now it has come addressed to myself and my mostly companion one week and the following week it was a addressed to Mr. and Mrs. now back to us as individuals...our mail keeps having question marks all over them. I guess its always fun to keep them guessing!! Hahaha.
Well I must step away to commit to my other domestic duties.
Happy Reading!!
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