Outcast to my Stereotype

Fond Memories

Sat, 23 Mar 2013 03:21:16 -0400

Its late here. And I’ve come across a movie that I haven’t seen in a while. Its one of those movies that brings memories with it. But not just any memory. The kind of memories that have feelings attached to it that are so strong, you experience every feeling you had then all over again, but at a degree that feels 50x stronger.

One of my favorite memories? When I was younger, my husband (then boyfriend) had to go away for a bit. It was heartbreaking. I missed him so much. Now I know how all those military spouses feel when their husbands have to go. His return home was nearing, but I hit a day when I missed him more than usual. It physically hurt to think about him.

My little sister has always been intuitive about us (our family). You can’t really hide anything from her. She just knew what you were thinking and feeling. That day was no different. 10 years younger than me, and she still knew exactly what I needed. She tipped my glasses up and down using the back of my glasses (just behind my ears). That seems like a silly thing to do, right? Why would I need that? Because that’s exactly what my (then boyfriend) used to do to me to make me smile.

Ok. I love my family. And I don’t think I’ve ever thanked them enough. I’m a lonely person. I like it that way. I like handling things on my own and enjoy doing things just me and my boys. My family will always be there for me though. I don’t needto remind them how much I love them. But for this blog….I wanted to remind them.

I love you family!!! Thanks for helping me handle life.

It happened at a New York Airport. This is hilarious. I wish I...

Fri, 18 Jan 2013 13:10:33 -0500

It happened at a New York Airport. This is hilarious. I
wish I had the guts of this girl. An award should go to the United
Airlines gate agent in New York for being smart and funny, while
making her point, when confronted with a passenger who probably
deserved to fly as cargo. For all of you out there who have had to
deal with an irate customer, this one is for you.

A crowded United Airlines flight was canceled. A
single agent was re-booking a long line of inconvenienced travelers.

Suddenly, an angry passenger pushed his way to the desk. He slapped his ticket on the counter and said, “I HAVE to be on this flight and it has to be FIRST CLASS.”

The agent replied, “I’m sorry, sir. I’ll be happy to try
to help you, but I’ve got to help these folks first; and then I’m
sure we’ll be able to work something out.”

The passenger was unimpressed. He asked loudly, so that
the passengers behind him could hear, “DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM?”

Without hesitating, the agent smiled and grabbed her
public address microphone. “May I have your attention, please?”, she began, her voice heard clearly throughout the terminal. “We have a passenger here at Gate 14 WHO DOES NOT KNOW WHO HE IS. If anyone can help him with his identity, please come to Gate 14”.

With the folks behind him in line laughing hysterically,
the man glared at the United Airlines agent, gritted his teeth, and said, “F*** You!”

Without flinching, she smiled and said, “I’m sorry sir,
you’ll have to get in line for that, too.”

Life isn’t about how to survive the storm, but how to
dance in the rain. ——Taken from a Facebook Post

I love United Airlines! And I most certainly appreciate all the employees who have to deal with grumpy travelers all day. I find it a tragedy that people can’t ever be happy with what they have. So many people yelling for more, faster, easier, etc!! Really!? Remember when it took months to travel across the country and even longer to visit another country? You are traveling so far, so fast. We should all count ourselves lucky to have such a luxury.

I'm alive!

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 14:00:55 -0400

Cry-ma-knitly its been a while since I’ve blogged! Wowzer. It started with “I just don’t have anything to blog about”. Then it turned into “I’m too busy to blog”. But now, well. Now I seem to have a minute to blog.

Its been almost a year since last I blogged. That may be my style. It sounds like my life. My first free minute is a year later. Yep.

Anywho. The hubby and I are still happily married. The kid keeps getting bigger. And the dog is still a menace. Just a bigger menace. In truth, its been a year since my last blog and I still have nothing to write about. The kiddo is in school. Which it has been an interesting experience trying to get him accustomed to his new school schedule. He loves his teacher though. And still wakes up every morning excited for what the day holds. We are waiting for his gift from me and daddy to arrive. We ordered him a PackIt for his school lunches. I know…we actually PAID for a fancy-shmancy lunch box for him to take to school. In honesty, he deserved it. He worked very hard over the summer to be sure that he maintained the opportunity to go to public school and not return to homeschool. Yep. After homeschooling the monster, he requested to go to public school. And who are we to ignore his requests. We did have him earn that privilage though. And he did! So, we were proud to spend a little extra money on a fancy backpack and lunch bag.

Grandma has been over more often these days, which both monsters LOVE! I’m pretty sure the dog likes grandma more than me. Tank has been spoiled by grandma. Which does not help his situation once grandma leaves and he’s left getting in trouble for all the things he was allowed to do while grandma was visiting. Haha!! Sucks for you, dog! He’s getting better though. He behaves very well for a toddler. He’ll be 2yrs old in Dec.

Welps. I’m afraid that’s all the updates I have for you two….or do I have 3 readers now? Tee hee. Till next year. ;-)

BackToSchoolGiftCards(.)com = Free Pizza. Fuck yeah. [not spam]

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 13:41:50 -0400

Thanks. And even though you wrote (not spam), its pretty darn close. ;-)

I like your blog sooo... go to tumblrtasks(.)com and sign up. It tells you how to make $$$$ online by doing easy work. Best 10 bucks I ever spent.

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 13:38:06 -0400

No thanks. (1) I’m not going to spend money to make money. It seems a little counter productive. (2) I did try that whole “get paid to answer surveys” deal and it was a sham. Again….I had to purchase something eventually. So, thanks! But no thanks.

Busy day ahead. Thank goodness for the “business”...

Thu, 26 Jul 2012 10:22:44 -0400

Busy day ahead. Thank goodness for the “business” sized coffee mug! (Taken with Instagram)

Lol half of your followers are on tumblrdatinggame(.)com

Thu, 17 May 2012 10:03:34 -0400

I haven’t posted a POST in a while. Life happened. But I am very happily married. So I assume those followers are looking for tips. ;-)

My son’s suggestion on how I should end my night....

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 01:12:56 -0400

My son’s suggestion on how I should end my night. Camomille Tea and a movie. I love that kid! (Taken with instagram)

Haha…Instagram’s best attempt at making even this...

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 02:32:56 -0400

Haha…Instagram’s best attempt at making even this face look good. I give it a 6. :-) (Taken with instagram)

superstarling: I think Engrish is magically charming. Is that...

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 14:20:50 -0500

superstarling:

I think Engrish is magically charming.

Is that weird?

silicon:

SignFail via nevver

Honestly. If all “Stay Off” signs were this charming, I’d go a mile out of my way to oblige the sign. Haha!

Education Ambassadors

Sun, 23 Oct 2011 13:25:23 -0400

I’ve never been one to hang up on a telemarketer. It just seems like they are just trying to do their job and make a living where they can. So, why be rude? Instead, I’ll let them pitch their product and give me their best sales voice! If its turns out that I honestly don’t want whatever they are selling, at least it wasn’t from their lack of attempt. ;-)

However, this company “Education Ambassadors” is wearing my patience and may be cause the first incident of my rudeness toward a telemarketer. A while back I looked into a scholarship site. And ever since, they’ve been calling me. Referring me to schools that can help me. Well, I’m not going back to school. So, I asked them to stop calling. Since, they’ve called back several times. Each time, I politely ask them to “remove my number…”, “stop calling”, or something of the like. Then I continue to let the representative give me their best sales voice. Well, this morning was a sign that they have called too many times. I’ve spoken to so many schools, that I am officially on the “do not call” list for all the schools that Education Ambassadors represents. So, with yet another call this morning to introduce me to the “right school”, they ran into a brick wall and went so far as to ask me if I’d like to get a degree in a different subject!! Or if I’d like to go for a Masters or PhD! Wow! Seriously….you’ve RUN OUT of schools to introduce me to? Take a hint!

I’m afraid that if they call again, I will actually have to be rude and threaten to sue their company for harassment. I hope they don’t call again. I’d hate to be rude.

Life is rough

Sun, 23 Oct 2011 13:14:45 -0400

Hey! Its been a bit since I’ve blogged. Sorry fans…er..um…fan.

Anywho. Life has been rough, true to the title of this blog. But things going on in my life are not meant for public eyes. So, my own personal journal has been getting all my attention these days. I’ve actually been technologically distant these past days. Which is odd. For me. I’m normally all about my computer. No kidding, I’d sleep with it if it didn’t have sharp corners that could take my eyes out at night. And the risk of it over-heating and burning me as I dreamt wasn’t an issue. (My spell-check is telling me “dreamt” is not a word. Is that true? When did that become so? So many issues.)

Well. I do like taking a break from the cyber world every now and again though. No blogs. No social networks. Nothing but real, breathing, blood pulsing, heart beating people. Its nice.

superstarling: gingerhaze: I can’t be the only one to find his...

Sun, 23 Oct 2011 13:03:29 -0400

superstarling:

gingerhaze:

I can’t be the only one to find his verbal assault from under Thor’s hammer absolutely adorable, and completely little-brother-like.

That was my little brother, more or less.

His insults are, sadly, more sophisticated now.

Why being a girl isn't working out for me:

Fri, 21 Oct 2011 11:27:50 -0400

Body: Oh, guess what time of the month it is!
Me: Please, god, no--
Ovaries: ALL SYSTEMS GOOOOOOOO!!!
Brain: I quit. i quit. kittens and cupcakes and no one loves me. oh my god salty snacks i am furious
Me: Please, guys, calm down--
Face: TIME TO RUIN EVERYTHING YOU HAVE EVER LIKED ABOUT ME. I'M GROWING MOUNTAINS, BITCHES.
Brain: And now I'm ugly! shbdksdnksbn
Torso: Time to practice labor. cramp this bitch up. GO GO GO GO GO GO
Me: STOP IT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!
Stomach: lol clothes cant fit you anymore. you are bloated. you are now a balloooooooon!
Me: I hate you all
Brain: I KNOW EVERYONE HATES ME I AM SO DEPRESSED. we need to procreate.
Face: Lol, i'm not done yet.
Uterus: what did i ever do to deserve this?
Brain: you just wait uterus. they're going to make you hold a baby for like 10 months straight.
Uterus: You mother fuckers.
Torso: CONTRACT!
Me: I quit being female, I am now a llama.
Brain: Me gusta.

dogtagsandflipflops: mrsevilvixen: snortlaff Hahahaha

Tue, 18 Oct 2011 15:04:48 -0400

dogtagsandflipflops:

mrsevilvixen:

*snortlaff*

Hahahaha

dogtagsandflipflops: prettypurplepancake: Yep. You will now...

Mon, 17 Oct 2011 14:06:41 -0400

dogtagsandflipflops:

prettypurplepancake:

Yep.

You will now sing this instead of shufflin.

Realizations of a Home Owner #36

Wed, 05 Oct 2011 21:00:42 -0400

This is the first time we’ve owned a FRONT yard. So, in decorating our house for Halloween, I realize, we have no fancy-shmancy “lawn ornaments” to put out. Tragic. This MUST be resolved.

leggyblue: superstarling: Child’s skull with baby teeth and...

Tue, 06 Sep 2011 18:56:34 -0400

leggyblue:

superstarling:

Child’s skull with baby teeth and adult teeth, showing the process by which the latter replace the former. Creepy.

via source.

MOTHER OF GOD children are SHARKS

The monkey taught me

Sun, 04 Sep 2011 23:21:51 -0400

*while working in the yard today*

David: Mom. If it has three leaves, just leave it alone. Its poison ivy.

Me: Really?

David: Yep. Leaves of three, let it be.

Me: Wow. Where did you learn that?

David: The monkey taught me. His name is Curious George.

To Believe or not to believe

Fri, 02 Sep 2011 23:34:48 -0400

That is mos def the question. I’m already agnostic. I believe that there is a God. I believe in the existence of good and evil. But its hard to really jump in to the idea of the Christian God. And so, at the same time, I struggle with what to teach my son when it comes to religion. Part of me has believed in God for so long, I would feel like a traitor to NOT teach him the prayers I learned as a child. To NOT say grace before every meal. To give our thanks to God when something good happens in our life. Or to pray for his guidance when something bad happens.

But there is so much of me that is constantly questioning what I “know”. For instance, where is the mention of dinosaurs in the bible. (Oops…should “bible” be capitalized?) Dinosaurs were real. They were here. We have found their bones throughout the world. So, why didn’t he mention those? Or did he? And why did he rid of dinosaurs but not man? And WHY have we evolved? Because we clearly have. Why do we as humans continue to thrive and prosper if we were not meant to in the first place? Why give us all this knowledge, let us long for it, grow because of it, and then punish us with “the ending of the world”?

I was recently told that God doesn’t want us to cross ourselves or even bow before a cross because that is a form of ideology. And the last thing he wants to be reminded of is his death. But doesn’t he also want us to remember why he died?

I’m told that I’ll probably be going to Hell because I have been made “aware” of the “true christian” religion and I refuse to follow it. I’m committing blasphemy. Which only drives me further into disbelief. Why? Why would a God who molded me, created me, gave me life….a God who I worshiped genuinely and whole heartily, condemn me to Hell because I chose to love and make the most of the time I was given here on Earth? Why would he allow me to care, love, teach my son if he had planned on ending life here on Earth anyways? I just can’t believe that an ALL KNOWING God would not have thought this through. He would allow the children to continue entering this world even though they would not live their life fully because the end of this world is nearing. The fact that he would allow ANY child to go through pain to be with him. How cruel is that?!

Anyways. There is so much regarding religion that I don’t agree with. What if the Romans and Greeks had it right? There isn’t just ONE God. There are several. Each with their own responsibilities. Or maybe the Indians with the God with several arms. I don’t know her/his name. Or the Chinese with Buddha. So many many questions.