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Yup, you may have guessed it (and I think I might have mentioned it), I'm new to this writing online, blogging, posting, using social media to-share-my-thoughts-with-you thing. With that in mind, I'm asking for your help. 

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Next Time Don't Give Them Their 1M Tweets of Fame

I was looking through my FB feed and came across several stories and memes like this one

and hearing about how racists are boycotting Star Wars VII. My first reaction was, "Are you an idiot? You must be some kinda special." And from what I gathered it's because one of the main characters is black. Now I watched one of the trailers a couple months ago, and I may or may not have seen a black character. Sorry, die hard Star Wars fans, I must have skimmed over it. Last time I checked out a Star Wars film, there were characters that had skin of ALL different colors. The Mos Eisley cantina scene from Star Wars IV comes to mind, talk about diversity. And now that I think about it, didn't Billy Dee Williams play Lando Calrissian in Star Wars V and Star Wars VI? 

Then I read a couple articles on what actually went on. It was a couple dumb-asses who wanted to start a racist hashtag trend on Twitter and people jumped on and when they retweeted, they slammed the idiots who started it all. It's fantastic to know that the majority of social media users are NOT racists, unfortunately what happened as a by-product was we gave the xenophobes exactly what they wanted, notoriety. They were made known to thousands on Twitter and there message of hate was spread, even though those retweeting were against it. Their intolerant words were given life.

Next time something like this happens WE, as in the larger collective, need to not feed their egos or their propaganda. 

Don't give them their 1M Tweets of Fame.

  

If You Don't Have a Clue - Stitch Fix

I used to like to shop for clothes, I've never loved it mind you. And once upon a time I had some semblance of style. Now I'm not claiming that I was stylish or trendy, but I didn't look like a hobo from the Great Depression. As of late my distaste for clothes shopping has grown stronger. I don't know if it's my lack of time to wander in and out of countless stores, attempting to put together great outfits or the fact I haven't a clue what any of the fashion styles or rules are these days.

Back in "the day" you couldn't mix metal jewelry, if you picked gold, everything needed to be gold, not so today & unless you were a punk rocker, you wouldn't be caught dead wearing boots or booties with a skirt. I have no idea what the fashion rules are and try as I might to read (ahem, look at pictures) Vogue or In Style while sitting on the john trying to take a pee in peace, inevitable the water closet door gets banged on or scratched by whatever mammal (human or other) decides that I don't deserve my five minutes of morning zen. So, I find myself totally Clueless wishing I had half the wardrobe of Cher, but all my brains. As I'm perusing Facebook, I stumbled across an ad for Stitch Fix, a site you can sign up for a personal stylist and they will send you clothes based on your preferences. I haven't signed up yet, but several of my friends have and like what their stylist has sent them. What's even better, if you don't like what they send you, stick it in a pre-paid envelope and send it back. It's really easy, I've watched my friends try on pieces that were really cute and if they didn't like one, just put it in the envelope and returned it. I'm waiting for them to get a couple more Fixes under their belts and I'll give it a try. God knows it sure won't hurt my style any.

If you have tried Stitch Fix, let me know what you thought, would love to hear from you.

Wish me luck!  

That Girl

Have you ever felt like you don't belong? Like you are the one standing outside the group and they keep turning and looking at you, whispering and then walking away? Have you ever tried to be a part of the group and they seem to accept you but you still feel like an outsider? Welcome to my world.

Growing up there were neighborhood kids, but for some reason I was never allowed to go in their houses and rarely allowed to play in their yards, even though their yards were right next to mine. I couldn't understand why and they sure didn't understand why. The limited interaction I had with them was when they were allowed to come in my yard and play in the sandbox or climb the apple tree. I often watched from afar groups of kids running around the block, playing tag or going to the corner store for penny candy. I didn't understand why I couldn't be a part of the fun and my parents offered no true explanation that made sense to a child and I still don't understand as an adult. What happened as the years passed was I became the "weird girl" and every time they did come over, their goal was to make me cry. Many times they succeeded. Sometimes I saw pity in their eyes and in the eyes of their parents. There were times they were not allowed to play with me, they were outside playing with the other kids, but I was not allowed to join. I understand this is normal playground politics, but when you have rocks thrown at you on a regular basis, it's more than just kids being kids. I had no self-confidence and had limited social skills. I was an outsider in that neighborhood, so when my parents decided to move, I was excited.

It was sixth grade and a new neighborhood, there were kids my age, both boys and girls. I was hoping I would have true friends. And yes, I made friends, but my parents didn't socialize with their parents and they were considered different, therefore again, I was considered different. I was constantly asked, "why don't your parents do this?" and "how come your parents do that?" by both my friends and their parents. My friends constantly made fun of me for things like using big words like conniving or for falling by accident. I didn't see them make fun of each other like they did to me. They were always wanting to do things with each other and I was always the second or third choice to do something with. This made me further doubt myself and remain very shy. This worsened through high school which was one of the most awkward social times for me, I absolutely hated high school. I tried dressing the way the popular kids did, acting like they did, doing my hair like they did, but I never fit it and I never felt good about myself.

Fast forward to today, I'm a grown-up who has had nothing but failed male/female relationships, has attempted suicide, has had an alcohol problem, hasn't fulfilled but one of her dreams (having a child) and still feels like an outsider. I have a couple good friends and family that I know would be there for me no matter what, but I still feel alone. I feel empty and unfulfilled, I feel like a failure in my career and as a mother, but I'm still trying to be a good person. I still feel like I'm on the outside of life and I don't know how to open the door to get in. I don't understand what I did wrong or how I got locked out and I don't know what to do to change it all. But it's a scary place to be. I'm exhausted from being labeled "that girl." I'm exhausted from trying to be me, that's all I'm trying to be is me and it's not good enough.

Happy Monday

"And here we go again, my favorite day of the week." said dripping with sarcasm...

Think About It

Wouldn't the world be a better place...we can all have different beliefs, we can even talk about them, I won't condemn yours if you don't condemn mine.

Pet Peeve

We all know someone who does this. You just want to slap them and say, "For all that is holy, knock that shit off!"

Straight Up True

Can't Wait

We all have co-workers to whom this applies...if only it could be true.

Hell No To Hillary

This will sound harsh, but I can't stand Hillary Clinton, I've never been able to stand her. She gives women a bad name for so many reasons and now we're considering her to run our Country? To be the leader of the free world? Commander in Chief? This is freakin' ridiculous. I don't know which is worse though, The Billionaire With the Bad Hair or the Lying Bitch Who Thinks She's Pulling One Over On Us. Ugh, ok...let me gather my thoughts.

Ever since I can remember, I've heard nothing but bad things about this woman. There's the Whitewater scandal from her time in Arkansas, you remember, all those shady land deals with her friends the McDougals. By the way, Susan McDougal routinely slept with her husband Bill (nothing like family friends to spill the beans on that, thank you Claudia ;-). Chinagate (alleged bribes from Chinese banks), Travelgate (alleged hiring indiscretions), the suicide of Vince Foster Jr (friend who knew details about multiple scandals), Filegate (improper access of FBI files), Cattle-Futures Miracle (commodity trading), Lootergate (shipping of White House furniture to personal home) -- seriously, as if you haven't made enough money off the American people, you have to steal furniture? For the love of God, go to Wal-Mart and pick up a futon. We've got Ponzi schemes and Political Favors, Benghazi and of course that latest...deletion of emails. She wanted privacy of her personal email...ok, I guess that's privacy from hackers because the rest of us who work know that personal emails on work servers isn't private. Our employers are free to read ALL our email, IM chats, texts on work cell phones, etc. at ANY time, whether it's personal or not. I guess, her employer, the Federal Government, doesn't have the right to do that to her, but yet they can eavesdrop on us at any time. And if she wanted privacy with her personal emails, why did she delete them AND work emails? And not just a few, it was 30,000. Anyone with an email account understands how long it would take to delete that many emails, that's no small feat. That's a purposeful act. 

So, that's her "professional" stuff, and I use that word loosely. Let's chat about her relationship with Bill. What kind of relationship do they have? He has cheated on her more times than Al Swearengen dropped the F-bomb in an episode of Deadwood. Let's see we have: Monica Lewinsky, Gennifer Flowers, Maria Furtwangler, Belinda Stronach, Naomi Robson, Markie Post, Patricia Duff, Elizabeth Gracen, Sally Perdue, Dolly Kyle Browning, Paula Jones and don't forget the one I mentioned above Susan McDougal. And these are just the ones we know about. I'm sure there are countless one-night-stands and women who are actually discreet and don't want to make a buck from their liaisons. I understand what this says about him, he's a horny bastard that can get away with sleeping around because his wife obviously lets him. And this is one of the biggest reasons why I can't stand her, she let's him get away with this behavior. Why on God's Earth does she let him act like this and not just divorce him? Let's examine some possibilities:

They have an open marriage - ok, then the both of them should just admit it. Hey, we have an arrangement where we're both adults who are going to stay married for business reasons but aren't attracted to each other and will date/sleep with other people. If we're ok with this arrangement, you should be too. Take your pictures, make your comments, but we're grown up enough to accept each other's relationships with other people, get over your puritanical, backwards thinking about relationships and leave our significant others alone.

She's gay, but won't come out - considering all the rumors there are on this topic, that there are women who claim to have been her lovers, hell, look at her comfortable shoes (just joking on that one...sort of) and the fact her husband has not gotten any from her, since Chelsea was conceived, it's not a far fetched idea. I'd say just come out already. She can stay married, Bill can continue to do what he does with whoever he wants to and she'd probably be able to tap into (pun intended) a whole new demographic.

She's exacting her revenge in other ways - she's slowly siphoning off his money into a secret account in the Cayman Islands, that's what the 30,000 deleted emails was about. By the time he needs the money he won't have any left. She's solicited 30,000 more women to have affairs with Bill, each one a tad more bat shit crazy than the last. It took 30,000 emails to arrange for the Secret Service to be off when a group of jocks storms Bill's residence and first gives him an atomic wedgie then a swirly. Just remember, a woman's mind works in mysterious ways.

You may ask why should I care that Hillary puts up with Bill's philandering ways? Because, she has set a horrible example for women and for girls everywhere, the example that you have to put up with that kind of behavior. Just get divorced! Didn't she think she could make it on her own, without her husband's backing/clout? If she can't stand on her own, without her husband, I sure as hell don't want her as my president. If she can't act independently, if she has no power on her own, if she thinks it's ok to be treated like shit, that it's ok to lie, cheat and steal, she absolutely cannot be my president. If she thinks she's a good role model for women of all ages out there, she can't be my Commander in Chief. She stands for everything that's wrong, that's backwards, that's ugly in the world right now and I don't want her representing me or my Country.

Hell No To Hillary 

Yup, That's It

This sums it up nicely. The first time it looks pretty, like when you clean your toilet. But it's short lived because you know more shit is coming.

It's Twisted

Yes, my sense of humor is twisted and no, that's not my dog.

What The Heck?!

Have you ever reached a point in your life where you're bored? Maybe your job sucks, you take the same route to work everyday, see the same people who don't give a rat's ass about you and end up doing the same meaningless tasks day in and day out. Maybe it's your dating life, you end up going out with the same assholes over and over because you haven't learned to see the red flags that wave frantically in front of your face as if in a category 4 hurricane. Maybe you eat the same thing for dinner because you have no energy to open a cookbook or Google a new recipe. The last one may be simple laziness, I can't see you so I can't tell ;-) Well let me tell you, I'm at the point of total boredom.

I've gotta a whole lotta suck goin' on right now in my life. And yes, I'm going to bitch about it from time to time, it's the internet, I'm allowed. And while things are just bat shit crazy, I'm going to try and make the most of it and you wonderful people get to witness the start of my, "What the heck?!" phase. I've created this blog to bitch about crap, share stuff from recipes to fiction, talk about current events and throw in some gossip about hot actors and actresses. It's a way to express my creativity that's been longing to escape, my sarcasm that I keep in check and other emotions that have been shoved way down deep. I have no idea what's going to come out in the following weeks, but "What the heck?!" right?

I know I'm not alone, so chime in with me, say what ya gotta say, get it out, feel better about it (or not). What harm can come from it? Oh wait, I've heard that before...hmmm...maybe that was, "Just one more drink" or "Cough, cough, just one more puff" or "Come on baby, you know I love you" That last one's a doozey, works like a charm especially after, "Just one more drink." Let's have some fun with this and relieve the boredom.