I can't sleep and have no idea why...it may have been the killer espresso and bailey's cocktail I had this afternoon or just simply over tired but eh I'm up...and no one else in the house is.
Haven't posted in awhile. Just because of time mostly and packing and cleaning and prepping to move. Huge undertaking...by huge I mean if it can go wrong it has but I'm doing the very best I can not to focus on that...not easy but very necessary...which brings me to one of my topics at hand; handling life and it's glorious curveballs with dignity. Everyone is guilty of having their less than stellar moments where they let the drama get the best of them...myself included more times than I'd like to admit. See I admitted a fault, so therefore I am not preaching I am merely sharing my observations and lessons I learned from said faults. These are only my opinions and if you don't agree that's great...there's a neat little x at the top of your screen so click it and be done.
Pet Peeve Numero Uno...spelling and slang!! ARRRGGGHHH!! This is one I am NOT often guilty of. In this day of social media and technology how you post on Facebook or Twitter or whatever is a presentation of you. If you are going to ghetto speak the people that see it will find you to be uneducated and ridiculous and NOT take you seriously. You can be a brillant mind but if I read a post or missive mispelled with crappy punctuation then I've already judged you. Not good but true. This is your public face. Its like going out in mismatched clothes or wearing a horrid eye shadow. Think before you post people. If you're going to be passive aggressive at least do it spelled right. Know your contractions! Take a class! Read a book even...(ya know those things in the library with paper in it) open one! It will be a whole new world. To get anywhere in life you have to at least be intelligent or be able to fake it. This also applies to drunk posting (guilty) but also I don't care if you get high (I don't. I find it revolting and idiotic and take this very seriously so don't challenge me you won't change my mind) but seriously do you need to put it up cause last I checked it was still illegal and it really lowers what people think of you.
Pet Peeve Numero Dos...Since I touched on passive aggressive I may as well go there...This I am guilty of but getting better. I am learning (through divorce and bitterness) don't ever let them see you sweat cause its ugly and smelly. I am not a confrontational person and that is a blessing and a curse. If you aggravate me enough I will say something. I am just better at ignoring than most people I guess cause I do alot of it. I will kill people with kindness; it may be an underhanded kindness but hell Scarlett didn't get Rhett by playing nice all the time. Martyrdom only worked for a few people in history (think Christ or Joan of Arc) it does NOT work for you. It is an ugly outfit. It doesn't make people feel bad; it makes them talk crap about you. If that's the legacy you want than great. If you have a target, shoot it and move on. Truthfully, I see it on the various social medias and yes it makes me want to know more (gossip monger...another fault). If you are truly in pain and need a friend then find a friend and talk. Go and get what you need at that moment. For just about everyone of my friends I am always available for a glass of wine and a chat but posting it online with sighs and sad faces doesn't help anyone. Remember...PUBLIC PERSONA...I too am working on that lesson and like I said before, I'm trying to get better, baby steps. The challenge I have for you all who read this is try posting something positive for a week or month and see what it does for your image and self esteem. I tried it and while I sometimes fell I still tried. It will make you feel better.
Pet Peeve Numero Tres...Probably should've been number one cause it terribly important but whatever. Emily Post and my grandmother once said "you never discuss politics and religion in polite company". While yes that is true sometimes you can; like when Osama bin Jackass died. Patriotism is always en vogue. I am all for freedom of opinions and setting the world on fire and enjoy a good intelligent debate every now and again but if I don't agree to something you believe and you don't agree with something I believe then it is okay to agree to disagree and remain polite. I don't find you stupid for your beliefs I find you stupid because you're stupid and you can think the same of me. Either way I will still wake up in the morning and God willing so will you. Bigotry and hatred of someone cause of skin color, religion, politics, sexual orientation, etc is just assinine and that too makes you look like less of a person. Everyone has something to give and offer the world. Not all Catholics were in the Inquisition, not all Muslims are terrorists, not all black people are thugs. We let sweeping generalizations affect our independent way of thinking and seeing the world. Love is truly blind. Yes I am a Catholic Republican that believes that Gays and Lesbians should have the right to marry, that if you are born in the wrong body it is your right to change it, that if you take a life you should be locked away, etc. It's my right to think that way and I will not apologize for it just as it's you're right to think your way. I do believe that history will repeat itself if you don't learn the mistakes of past generations. I do believe education is key and the will to do something is enough to change things.
But back to the patriotism...I got the distinct pleasure of going to a gorgeous military wedding this weekend for my cousin who is a physician in the Navy. While in Norfolk, Prince Charming and I took a gorgeous river cruise and got to see some incredible sights including the USS Cole, the USS New York and an LHD boat that just returned from the Red Sea. Truly a humbling and proud experience. I can say after seeing all of that I do feel safe. I am blessed and lucky to know many firemen and emergency service personnel and military and I don't believe they are thanked enough for what they do. I rode an ambulance so I sorta have a clue and I loved a fireman before it was cool so yes I speak from experience. Monday is Memorial Day. Yes, I am going to barbecues this weekend but I am also going to visit a special bench in the park by the library with my sons. That bench has the name of Raymond Ryan next to the US Navy stone. He fought in WW2 (Pacific Theater) and quietly carried his veteran status through life. This is one more reason I am proud to be his granddaughter. My other blessed grandfather, Wilbur Albright, fought in WW2 but in the European theater. He took most of those memories with him when he died and I wish I knew more but him too I am proud to have known and loved and been loved by. They were class and grace and gentlemen and proud Navy men. Thank a Vet, send a card, do something. These men and women are a wealth of knowledge, experience and bravery and they did it so I could sit here on a Friday night at 1am as a woman, mother, aunt, sister, and soon to be wife and write a preachy blog about what I think. That to me is a sacrifice that I'm not sure I could make but I am grateful as hell that they did. This is what I think makes America the greatest country in the world, that she admits to her mistakes and isn't always right and we all have the right to agree and disgaree without being persecuted for it, that we can challenge our government but still respect the office. That makes us great and the regional food isn't bad either haha...
If you made it this far here is my challenge to you...post something good in your life for a month and see if it will take off (all good habits are formed in 30 days says FlyLady...check her out she's brillant) and read a book...I recommend The Greatest Generation by Tom Brokaw. Its an easy read but brilliant in it's ideas and history.
Have a blessed and safe Memorial Day weekend. Thank a Vet...
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