30 Days of Blogging: Day 5

(Note: Not my fault that I'm behind... Blogger has been down... and then when it came back up, I just didn't get around to it. I suck. I know.)

Day 5: A Song that means a lot to you.

After completing the 30 Day Song Challenge, I realize that there were some songs that just didn't make the list... for whatever reason...

This song is the first one ever that The Chef and I danced too.

30 Days of blogging Day 4

Day 4.... Weird Collection or hobby

I've been trying to come up with something all day... and all I can think of is something I want to start collectiong...

See I have been watching this show on the science channel called "Oddities"... and I it has reignited my love of the weird and macabre.

I want a hurricane jar filled with vertebrate. Im thinking something small.

If nothing else it would definatly start a conversation.

30 Days of Blogging: Day 15 (err... I mean Day 3)

Day 3 of the 30 Days of Blogging is to post pictures from your wedding. Since my anniversary happens to be during this adventure, I am going to wait and blog Day 3 on Day 15, which is the day my anniversary falls, and I'm going to post Day 15 as Day 3.

Day 15 (my day 3) is: Share a Bible Verse

This is an interesting one. I haven't read The Good Book cover to cover, although I have read a few chapters all the way through. I have sat around the table with others and discussed said chapters, said verses. I have learned from all of them, what my future is, and what my past was.

And lately I have been asking "why" more than I ever have, and when I was at the bottom, ready to throw my hands in the air and say "screw it" I just so happened to click on one of those "random Bible verse" links, and this is the one that popped up:

Proverbs 14:23

All hard work brings a profit, but mere talk leads only to poverty.

Things are going to be alright.

30 Days of Blogging Day 2

Day 2: Take a photo of a random part of your day and tell us about it 

Soda is bad for you and I have been known to drink too many of them. So a few months ago when I forgot to get some at the store and I was too lazy to run back out I decided to cut back on it. I only let myself have one or two (I'm not a sadist) a day. I do feel better and I have a smidge more energy. 

Random enough for you?

30 Days of Blogging: Day 1

Day 1: The Meaning Behind Your Blog Name

I have started and deleted so many blogs over the years. I wasn't feeling very creative when I decided on the title, because that is exactly what it is, it's just my account of my personal... stuff... when I want to share it. Little musings if you will about what my life is... and...

Aw hell... There is no "special meaning" behind it.

I was just feeling lame.

30 Days of Blogging (Or: I told y'all I was a list addict)

One of my Mommy friends Brigitte, started this 30 Days of blogging. I say, oh why not, because I can't tell you just how many times I sit here with a "new post" window open and have nothing to say. (Besides, like I said, I'm addicted to lists...)


Here's the list (and yes, this counts as Day 0)


Day 0: The 30 Day Challenge Explanation and Description 
Day 1: Meaning behind your blog name 
Day 2: Take a photo of a random part of your day and tell us about it 
Day 3: Photos from your wedding 
Day 4: A weird hobby or collection 
Day 5: A song that means a lot to you 
Day 6: A random picture that makes you happy 
Day 7: Favorite books 
Day 8: A place you've traveled to 
Day 9: Your favorite quote 
Day 10: Something you're afraid of 
Day 11: TV shows that your currently addicted to 
Day 12: Something you don't leave the house without 
Day 13: A photo that makes you laugh 
Day 14: A website you love to visit 
Day 15: Share a Bible verse 
Day 16: Describe your dream house 
Day 17: What’s in your purse? 
Day 18: Photos from around your town 
Day 19: Something you miss 
Day 20: Nicknames 
Day 21: Favorite Movies 
Day 22: Share the oldest photo that’s saved on your computer 
Day 23: Something you fear 
Day 24: A photo of somewhere beautiful 
Day 25: 3 things you hope to accomplish by the end of the year 
Day 26: Something that stresses you out 
Day 27: Your favorite poem 
Day 28: A photo of the inside of your car 
Day 29: 5 things you are thankful for 
Day 30: a picture from today

Don't worry (or I won't talk about this too often)

I, like the rest of the country last night, watched as President Obama addressed us, and told us that our nation's No. 1 Bad Guy was taken out by an elite Navy SEAL team. I sat with The Chef, my jaw slightly agape because of the shock. I figured that Osama bin Laden had died years ago, in a cave because his kidneys gave out.

Once the "WTF" moment had worn off, I looked at him and jokingly said, "bin Laden has been dead for months! Barry (because that is what I would like to call Obama around my house) drug him out to start the reelection campaign!"

I am one of those people who believe that just because you can't see them, it doesn't mean they aren't out to get you.(I kid, I kid). But in all honesty, I wanted to keep my burn phone because "The Man" didn't know who I was (Yeah uh, I'm not kidding about that one).

But I never thought for a fraction of a second that other people out there ACTUALLY believed that Barry pulled a stunt like that. The theories I have seen plastered all over the Internet range from, "Oh that was perfect timing. /snark" to "I keep seeing Usama bin Laden on the news. They killed the wrong man." to "They are dumping his body in the ocean because Obama doesn't want us to see the body. I smell a cover up."

And there is lots of praise and relief talk going on too. Posts that I have read (granted this is just on Facebook and twitter) cover the spectrum from "I am at peace now. Thank you President Obama." to "Don't forget Bush started it." to "Bush may have started it, but Obama finished it." to my own status on Facebook this morning "Obama executed the order, the SEALs executed the man" to a personal favorite "All told, it is a victory. That being said, I would have liked Ducky to examine the body."

Yes, I have a point and I am getting there... give me a minute.

Which brings me to a lively little conversation I had on a friend's status with another one of her friends. (Confession: I love to talk politics, and I love it even more when the person I am having the conversation with doesn't necessarily agree with me. Anyway...) Her status message said something along the lines of,"Glad he's dead, now do something about the gas prices." Being in the somewhat snarky mood I am in this morning, I piped in with "He'll do something closer to election time." (Ok, I said something about pushing the green agenda too) which led us to "Bush kinda sort did this to us (the economy) to "Um... kinda sorta, but the bubble that bust and flung crap every where was actually started under the Clinton administration." which ultimately brought us around to how the 2 party system in this country is beyond broke. Then we all agreed though that third party candidates have souls, which is why the electoral college ignores them.

I'm almost there, give me another second.

We then started talking about how the majority of Americans in this country are sheep. We are too worried about upsetting the guy sitting next to us, so we just sit back and gobble all of the bull that we are handed. No one stands up anymore and and screams at the top of their lungs "Shenanigans!" We as citizens started down the slippery path into blind acceptance on 9/12/01. We were shocked. We were scared. We had just witnessed the unbelievable. Someone attacked us. And instead of holding the powers that be responsible for not blasting Afghanistan back into the Dark Ages (Electromagnetic Pulse anyone?), at the time when our leaders should have shown the world exactly how big the USA's testicles were, when we, as a society, should have DEMANDED IT, we just sat in our homes, wringing our hands together in worry, wondering when it was going to happen again.

And blindly swallowed everything our government handed us.

On October 26, 2001 The Patriot Act went into effect. The hive mind of this country accepted the stripping of some of the most basic civil liberties that made this country great, and they did it so readily. If you said, "Um... wait a second." You were questioned. "If you have nothing to hide, why does it bother you?" You were dismissed as an "uneducated quack" but worst of all you were called unpatriotic, and you remember, being called unpatriotic then was the equivalent to being a terrorist sympathizer and saying that we had it coming (Yeah, I have a first hand account of all of that).

We are failing ourselves. Even though we don't believe that politicians are honest, we still vote them into office time and time again. Even though we think it's over the line that a six year old is assaulted by searched by a TSA officer, what are we doing to take back our power as proud, strong, patriotic Americans?

We are just sitting on our couches, playing Farmville on Facebook, wondering about what can be cut out of our budgets just so we can put gas in our car to get to work, that is if you are one of the lucky ones to even have a job. We are swallowing our pride and standing in line at a food bank for a handout. We are wrapped up in our personal problems, that we aren't really paying attention to exactly what our elected officers are doing.

And that's just the way they like it.