Hello humans of the internet! Today I wanted to talk about tattoos. Why? Why not?
I don’t know how you feel about tattoos. I’m not interested in changing your mind one way or the other on it. I’m pretty neutral on tattoos. A pretty tattoo is pretty art. An ugly tattoo is ugly art. And I’m purposefully using objective words because art is. If I don’t like a painting that’s not a bad painting and it might be someone’s favorite painting. Both thoughts are valid and neither is an indication of if the art is good.
Back to tattoos. Pretty much all my friends either have tattoos or are planning their first tattoo. To the point that I felt like I should want tattoos. I’ve thought of different things that I think I might want but usually I’d rather put it on a shirt or paint it. Honestly, I think it’s amusing that my whole extended family has assumed that I’d be the one to get tattooed (probably because of my tendency toward hair dye and piercings) but my siblings, brother-in-law, cousins, and 2nd cousins, (also my boyfriend) all either have tattoos or are actively planning one.
What got me thinking about tattoos this much, you might be wondering. Some time ago, my brother-in-law gave me a bunch of packs of temporary tattoos. I was bored so I put a bunch of them all over my body assuming that they would come off in the shower. Except they didn’t. Nothing has gotten them off. I read the package and it said they should last for 2weeks. So now I’m just going to walk around looking like I went to some kind of off brand Coachella.
Do you have any tattoos? Do you want any tattoos? Do you hate tattoos? Let me know.
Hello humans of the internet! It’s the 4th of July. So, this is a day where we set off a lot of fireworks. Obviously, there is a lot more to the holiday, but you probably didn’t come here for information. So, let’s talk about a cute puppy!
4th of July for us is mostly my Granny’s birthday. We don’t always do fireworks and didn’t actually do any this year. So, Peggy’s first 4th of July was pretty uneventful. Part of me wants to know how Peggy would feel about fireworks, but most of me feels like this was the best case scenario for Peggy.
Peggy is scared of everything. All of the things. Other dogs, very scary. Thunder, terrifying. Cars, most scary. Doctor (for anyone who doesn’t know Doctor is rabbit), so scary. And when she is scared her way too large and heavy self wants to be held. (Not to be dramatic, but I found a dog size estimating chart and based on what Peggy has weighed at different points so far it estimates her at about 90+ pounds before she’s done) Peggy is not going to be an easy dog to hold as she gets bigger. I kind of want to try to set off some small fireworks just to see how Peggy will react (I live in South Carolina so that’s okay here) and possibly train her to have what I’ve been calling “calm energy” around fireworks. So, I guess if you have any experience with dogs, what would you suggest I do? Is there a way to train a dog not to be scared of everything? Should I just work out and be able to lift a 90 pound dog? Should I teach her to get Schulz to pick her up because that’s a lot of pounds?
There would have been a super cute picture of Peggy here in a fancy puppy bandanna to celebrate 4th of July. But she ripped it off and chewed it about 10 seconds later before I could get her to pose. So, I hope that everyone had a happy and safe day whether or not you were celebrating the U.S. Independence day or a birthday or anything.
Hello humans of the internet! I live in a small southern town and I’m vegetarian. People have opinions about that.
I’ve been vegetarian for awhile now. I don’t have a specific day that I started being vegetarian. I basically just ate less and less meat and then realized at one point that it’d been more than 3 months since I’d had meat so I just committed to that and now I’m vegetarian.
So, I’ve gotten mixed reactions. Mostly people asking me a million questions about what I eat and telling me that I’m the first vegetarian they’ve ever met. But I’m sure you’d rather hear about the bad reactions though, they make for much more exciting blog posts.
- My nana. She wasn’t mad or anything. But she did find a vegan and asked her questions. Nana has given me the same recipe for roasted cauliflower about 4 times.
- Random woman at McDonald’s that saw me order just fries. She asked me if I needed her to buy me a burger. I said no, I don’t eat meat, I just really wanted some fries (I crave fries on my period, so I wasn’t in the best mood). She didn’t really believe me and told me that the fries are less healthy than the burgers. I just smiled and said that’s not why I don’t eat meat. She left me alone.
- My boyfriend. He mostly just teases me and offers me pieces of beef on the few occasions where been out to eat.
- A woman who works with me. She wanted me to know that she’s supports my decision, but does vegetarian include, chicken, goat, and sheep? Or do I just eat beans.
Luckily even my small southern town has a few vegetarian options. If I wasn’t allergic to turmeric I’d have a lot of options.
Are you vegetarian? How do people react to that? Is it normal where your are?
Hello humans of the internet! As I’ve mentioned before I work for a company that primarily screen prints shirts. Due to the nature of the work, we get a lot of shipments. We have to order shoes to be screen printed, ink, a bunch of different chemicals, vinyl, office supplies, ect… it takes a lot. Anyway, I open a lot of these boxes. I don’t know if you’ve ever opened 8 boxes of t shirts, but it gives you a lot of time to think so here is what I think about.
- That’s a lot of boxes
- 1..2.3..4.5..6…..7…….I lost one
- Nevermind, 8 is just small
- Okay *checking packing list like I can read*
- Dang it, I don’t know what that says
- Okay pretend you have to pee, walk away get centered, you got this. You can totally read.
- Alright so blue, 12 blue
- 184.108.40.206….. that one’s folded weird.220.127.116.11.18.104.22.168…..8? Oh wait. 22.214.171.124.126.96.36.199.188.8.131.52. Okay
- 15 blue ladies.
- You know, the tag always specifies when it’s ladies cut but not when it’s mens cut.
- I guess anyone can wear mens shirts but not ladies shirts.
- There’s no real reason why men can’t wear ladies shirts.
- They’d have to adjust what size they buy and it might not be as comfortable.
- But when women buy mens or unisex clothes sometimes they have to adjust the size and aren’t as comfortable.
- Women ordering shirts always have to sit and figure what size they need to get because of the different cuts.
- I hate wearing mens or unisex xsmalls because they fit everywhere except over my hips and then they’re just stretched tight the and do the thing where they are determined to become a crop top.
- Isn’t there something in the bible about not wearing men’s clothes?
- Is that a miss quote?
- I don’t think I’ve read that part.
- Honestly I’ve missed a lot.
- I need to get a audiobook bible.
- An audiobible
- Oh my God is that a spider.
- No that’s thread
- I need groceries.
- I need an audiobible
I hope you enjoyed this little stream of conciousness. I feel like I write these a lot because I like to, is almost like poetry in a way that is very little like poetry.
Hello humans of the internet! Before we go any further let’s all take a moment to be proud that I spelled conundrum correctly I did spend way too much time on that but I figured it out!
I’m pretty sure I’ve talked about my need for planners. It helps me figure out what I’m doing every day and I use stickers and all that. I’m still jealous of people who can have super fancy planners, but I have trouble reading those all that would defeat the purpose of a planner. But that is not the conundrum of the day. The conundrum of today that my old planner stopped in May and my new planner doesn’t start until July. So I’m trying to squeeze everything into my tiny calendar boxes. Which would be fine, but I put stuff for my day job, stuff for the blog, personal life stuff, period tracking, the box fills up quickly. I also like putting my grocery lists, monthly highlights lists, my reward stickers (yes I give myself reward stickers) and meal plans in my planner. It’s been a long month feeling mildly stressed because I don’t have a planner.
I’ve been a little busy helping get everything ready for a wedding at my sister’s house. It look beautiful until we had to take everything down due to a massive thunderstorm. It was really nice though. That aside, I did go to the zoo.
Riverbanks zoo is always fun, but right now they have a dinosaur exhibit. I don’t know if y’all have ever seen it, but there’s a traveling exhibit of animatronic dinosaurs. I’ve seen it before at the state museum, but let me tell you, it was so much cooler at the zoo because they were set up outside which was awesome. And here’s some pictures…I took more pictures on the polaroid (off brand cheap polaroid like camera) so I can’t post them right this second, but here’s some other pictures.
We had a great time. I was a little sad because I love going to the zoo with Schulz but it was still fun.
If you’re stepping outside to the warm humid air to take your dog for her evening walkand the sun is still shining at 8:45pm, you know it’s summer.
If there’s been a thunderstorm every day for at least a week, you know it’s summer.
If it’s been 100 degrees for at least a few minutes at the heat of the day for a month, you know it’s summer.
If everyone you went to high school with is posting beach pictures on social media while you’re stuck at work, you know it’s summer.
If you’re going to at least 3 weddings sometime in the next 3 months, you know it’s summer.
If you’ve seen at least 1 person on social media being proposed to on the beach, you know it’s summer.
If it’s so humid your hair is defying gravity, you know it’s summer.
Hello humans of the internet! Today one again I’m talking about the emotions involved with dating someone in the military. It’s a lot of emotions constantly. I promise to talk about something less heavy next time.
I feel blessed that in the way the world is I get to hear from my boyfriend way more often than basically every military significant other before me. Today we have emails and the occasional text sent hurriedly across the world. Which is amazing and today I wanted to talk about all the emotions around that.
When I get that text or email all I feel is pure joy and relief. He’s alright, he’s got access to a computer. I can almost hear his voice in the typed words. And then I get the inevitable message. “I love you. I email as soon as I can.”
Sometimes it’s minutes after the first message. Sometimes it’s a day or two even. And then it’s see you soon all over again. And the not knowing exactly when soon will be. You can’t do a count down to an approximate date. And then I wait again to hear. I wait for him to come back. This is a life of waiting and more waiting. I’m waiting to find out which day I’m waiting for. Atend that’s where I’m at. Waiting some more. I did plan to write something a little more peppy today but this is all that’s on my mind so I guess I’ll turn on Mumford and sons “I Will Wait” and tough it out.
Hello Humans of the internet! So, about a week ago I made a post which you can see here and as much as I don’t like doing anything that feels like self-promo, this post really won’t make sense if you haven’t read that post. This post is inspired by the conversation I had with Elizabeth and you can see her here. You really should go read her blog, she’s a really interesting person. Now that you’ve had a chance to either catch up, decide you don’t care enough to catch up and want to read this anyway, or have decided that you are not interested in reading this and moved on, let’s get on with the post.
So, as you might know: I’m a person with dyslexia. Dyslexia is considered a learning disability. So, am I disabled? Yes. Obviously there are many different kinds of disabilities and a dyslexic person isn’t going to take the parking right next to the door; that’s for a person who has walking difficulties. And that is as good a spring board as any to lead us into the discussion of is disability a bad word?
Personally, I think that sometimes you have to use the word disabled in order to get the assistance that you need to go about life. For example, my grandmother has walking difficulties and needs to park in the parking spots closest to the door. A way to do this is by having disabled parking and those blue mirror hanging things. (this might not be how it is where you are, but here that’s what works) It makes sure that the space stays open for the people who need it, like my grandmother.
In high school and college being labeled as disabled and having a 504 plan gave me access to notes in such a way that I was able to learn.
So, I didn’t plan on writing too much on this post. I just wanted to start a conversation really. If you are a person who fall into a category of any kind of disability (a physically disability, a learning disability, an invisible disability, any kind of disability that I’m forgetting right now) tell me your opinions on the word disability. If you are close to someone with a disability of any kind ask them and let me know how they feel. This is something I really want to know other people’s opinions on because I’m by no means an authority, the only thing I know about is my own life.
Please tell me what you think about the word disability (mostly if you are disabled.)
much love to everyone
Hello humans of the internet. As some of you may be aware, I live in a small southern town. Living in a small southern town is great most of the time but it also means you run into a lot of less fun things like sexism, racism, and people who believe that climate change is a myth started to hide the existence of godzilla. Okay, I’ve only encountered one person who think climate change is a godzilla cover up, but I have met a lot of people who think environmentally friendly ideas and products are somehow bad for you and occasionally people who think it’s unChristian to recycle. So being a person who does her best to make environmental choices and is *gasp* vegetarian, I get a lot of reactions and I thought i should share those with you starting with: reusable shopping bags.
I’ve collected a fair number of reusable shopping bags and I’ve always tried to use them, sometimes I do sometimes I don’t. About a month ago I decided to commit to the reusable shopping bag life. I picked 3 and started keeping them in my purse and I’ve been using them everytime I’ve gone to the store for almost a month. And I’ve gotten reactions. I walked to the grocery store that’s down the street from where I work and picked up a quick lunch. Before the cashier started bagging my groceries I pulled out my bags and asked if I could use them for my bags instead of the plastic bags. The cashier gave me the meanest stink eye I’ve seen since high school then said, we have bags.
I asked again and she ended up just handing me my groceries with a look of disgust.
Other places aren’t as much of a problem. The Walmart which is the closest big grocery store has a self check out now so I don’t have to deal with cashiers being mean there. I do have to deal with other shoppers because the second I pull out my reusable shopping bags the people behind me in line start doing that angry sign and huffing impatiently. So that’s really polite of them.
Do you use reusable shopping bags or plastic disposable bags? How do people react to reusable shopping bags where you’re from?