Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Between the store, my other work schedule, and the house I'm working on I'm just plain exhausted to post much these days. I've been sick and the only babble that comes out when I talk sounds like a bunch of whining, and I don't even want to listen to it! lol.
But I promise hopefully I'll get to a post before next year...aka Thursday, but I'm not promising, it's going to be pretty crazy between now and then yet too!
Better get back to work.
miss you all!
Monday, December 29, 2008
Is it self pitty while being sick?
Or could it be your needs are most exposed and you feel even more alone than any other time?
This cold/upper respiratory infection has been dragging me along for only a few days now and it seems my heart is crying more now than ever before.
Not just for someone to make me soup, or to put their cool hands on my warm forehead, but it cries for God, it cries for companionship, and it seems to point out all my downfalls of late. It points out what's missing in my life, but I don't have the energy or mental capacity to take stock or work on it.
I hate being sick, have I mentioned that?
Thursday, December 25, 2008
It's a short post because I have yet to wrap presents for my family when we get together tomorrow night, but I did get to attend a small dinner party with what I thought was the one gay couple in town, turns out they know the other gay couple in town. It was a freaking riot. I laughed so hard I nearly cried!
I'm sure I have more to say, but I need to start wrapping.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
I would also like to share a couple of stories with you to start out the holiday right.
TRUE story #1:
And gentleman came into the store this morning and the following conversation took place:
customer: Oh you have Tamales! (reading the package) Pork Tamales by Tia's Mexican Food
Me: they sell really well
customer: Do they have pork in them?
Me: stunned silence......uh, yes, that's why they are called Pork Tamales
customer: Oh, I just thought it might be a clever name, do you make them?
Me: stunned silence, mouth slightly agape......uh no, that would be Tia's Mexican Foods
customer: oh, I thought that was part of the name.
Me: sounds of me slamming my head in the cooler door.
yes, things like this really happen.
TRUE story #2.
This took place last week just as my mother finished our christmas wish on our reader board out in front of the store. I had just finished with one customer and headed over to the deli to help the next customer, but on my way I wished the last customer a Merry Christmas on their way out. As I started to slice the items for the next customer this conversation took place:
customer: I think as a business owner that was very irresponsible of you.
me: (a little confused) um, what?
customer: How did you know that customer wouldn't be offended by you saying Merry Christmas? The proper greeting is Happy Holidays.
me: Well as a PRIVATE business owner, I don't really need to concern myself with political correctness, this is my home, and customers that are offended by my Christmas greeting should just translate it into whatever they want.
customer: Well as a consumer I expect stores to not offend me when I go to them. I'm a christian and all, but I don't go around wishing people a Merry Christmas. I also wouldn't be displaying a nativity scene, not all religions even believe in that. (noticing my beautiful nativity scene on the deli case)
me: Well as a person who owns this business and invites people into my home, I don't expect to have to walk on eggshells around other people's religion. I find the greeting Happy Holidays offensive, and yet I don't argue with someone when they say it. As a citizen of this country I do believe I have the right to believe what I want and display what I want based on my own religion. Customers that come here don't need to believe what I believe, but shouldn't be allowed to make me take down the symbols of Christmas that I hold so dear, after all, I pay the mortgage, not them.
customer: Like I said I'm a Christian, I just find that people are not tollarant enough to other people.
me: Tollerent? That's what you call political correctness? Well around here it's Christmas, it has always been Christmas, and always will be. Until the Federal government pays my mortgage, I don't have to be P.C.
customer: Well I just think it's a mistake to go around offending people all over town when you own a small business.
Me: (as I'm finally ringing her up) Well that's your opinion and you're certainly entitled to it, but I don't have to agree. I think you should read the reader board on your way out today, it's a special message just for you.
Customer: o.k., just think about what I said.
What did the sign say you may ask?
"Have a very merry blessed Christmas"
P.C. can kiss my a##.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Afterwords we went to Scott's for the after party and had a good time as well. We played some beer pong and then made our way into drama central. I just sat in the corner and talked to Jobe and we avoided as much of it as possible. lol. We did end up having some good conversation later on, which doesn't happen too often, but is always good when it happens. It was a LONG night/ early morning, but it was worth it.
Today I went out Christmas shopping finally. I got it all done.....I think?.?.? Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm done. Now I just have to start wrapping. I did happen to shop a little for myself with some gift money I recieved last week. I got myself a new pair of shoes that I've been wanting, a new MP3 player for the truck and the unit required to play it through the radio. It felt good to get a few new things I've been wanting, and it felt good to get my christmas shopping done all at once. It could have been better had it not been 4 degrees with 20mph winds, but beggers can't be choosers, you know?
I came back home this afternoon and had lots of cooking to do for the crew party that was tonight. I cooked two roast beefs and sliced those up, and then made 2 loaves of Olive Cheese Bread and 60 stuffed jalapenos. The olive cheese bread was the talk of the party, everyone just loved it, and the peppers were second on the list. I'm the only one that put any effort into anything there tonight. It took me about 4 hours to get everything cooked and it will take another four hours tomorrow to clean up the mess lol. But it was good, I hardly have any food left! I'm getting really good at this cooking thing! lol.
Well I really don't have much to say except it's dag gone cold!!!!!! I tried to get into my car today and nearly lost fingers to frost bite, it's covered in 2 inches of snow and 3 inches of ice under that. I have things in that car that I don't think I'm going to see again until sometime in March. I really should have cleaned it out before the weather hit. If I get it cleaned off I'll have to put a cover on it during bad weather until it's sold, Eileen just doesn't enjoy the weather, she's been spoiled for a few years now. I also have gas in the tank I need to burn up. lol.
Have a great day!
Sunday, December 21, 2008
What I didn't tell him was about my 15 year obsession with him. That is better left unsaid as the obsession is slowly going away. I want him to know as one of my best friends, and I know he'd understand, but we don't talk like that all that much unless alcohol is involved.
Damn that smoking hot guest to bring that side out of me, well actually two of them. It was too much for me to handle with alcohol.
Before I left for this party I said things and thought things against other christians I'm so not proud of. I have been mentally beating the crap out of myself for these thoughts. But honestly, how many times can one person be parked into his own garage before he flips his lid? I finally had to call someone to pick me up so I could get to my christmas party only fashionably late because the church behind me parked me into my garage. I could have gone into the church and asked around, but I knew if I did there would be some rather harsh and unchristian things I would have said, and I didn't want to go that far.
Oh the sins I've committed all in one day in my head. What is a boy to do?
I'm crashing because it's been a really bad week.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
The results of this latest escapade is probably for the better, but it puts me in an awkward position. I want to tell him I'm gay so bad because he's one of my best friends, but at the same time, I know that if we're drinking in the wrong crowd it will come spewing out of his mouth to all the wrong people at just the wrong time.
it's just really been getting to me lately. I need to talk to him about it and get this cleared up before I do something or say something that would destroy me.
Oh, I thought by now the problems with alcohol wouldn't be so relevant in my life anymore, but I guess it takes longer for people around here to grow out of it. What else is there to do really?
Friday, December 19, 2008
I'm so bad, and yet I can't stop myself. I'm not sure how to stop it, well I know how to, but I'm not sure that's the answer.
I'm never sure what to tell myself.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
I was taping up the furnace distribution box when a customer came in. A customer that I rely on to pay my bills which are not getting paid in recent weeks, do I jump at the chance and run up there to help them? No, I chuck a trash can across the room and swear like a sailor under my breath all the way up to the counter on the other end of the store and put on my happy face, all the while screaming inside my head.
Yes, I just took my anti-anxiety medicine, I'm hoping it will kick in soon.
I've got issues.
I'm starting to think I don't belong here anymore. Or I just need sleep, it's been a long week of no sleep and so much activity, it feels as if my two days away this past weekend was a year ago.
Just needed to get that out of me.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Either way I'm thinking this is not the time to dive into these issues, I'm down and not feeling up to par, so the entire post would be nothing but whining, and I'm not even in the mood to listen to myself whine. lol.
Now if I can get these customers to shut the heck up, I'll be all set. It's been unusually busy and it's not helping the mood.
Come on mood enhancers, kick in already!!! :)
Sunday, December 14, 2008
I often imagine what my life will be like in Cincinnati when I'm down there, and as I sat in the living room at B's having this adult sometimes hilariously childish conversation I wished I could have that more often. It's something that I don't get a lot of around here anymore. I do have a couple of friends that help me achieve that, I just don't always have the time to get together with them.
What I felt so drawn to in that room was the fact that everyone there was secure. They knew who they were, they knew who each other were, and it was all good. I felt secure in saying things I wanted to say, I felt more like myself than I have felt in a long time. It felt safe, it felt good and it was damn hilarious. Some people I knew for a little while, others I had just met and yet it was so familiar, so comfortable. It's something I haven't experienced in awhile. Everything here seems so segregated, I have to watch what I say to who, I can't talk about everything to everyone, and it's all just so random. I feel like I'm living several lives at the same time and very few know the whole picture.
The whole picture, how strange. I'm very thankful I have experiences like that to keep me motivated into the future, to know that it is possible to be who I am, everything I am to the same people. To be able to speak freely or to not speak at all, sometimes there is just as much comfort in silence as there is in conversation. To me it's a great sign of friendship when every moment doesn't have to be filled with endless conversation, to feel comfortable enough to not speak and to just be with the other person.
I sometimes think that I spend too much time dwelling on these little things, but then I remind myself that dwelling on some of the small things is what helps me get a clearer view of the big pictures. After all the big picture is made up of all these little pictures. I find that looking back I can see myself growing and learning more about myself. There have definitely been some casualties along the way, but there always is. And yet I look into the future and know there will be more, there will come a time to change certain ways I have. There will a time to come where I will face my demons, I will try to concur the vices that are so shameful I don't even speak of them. The ways of the mind, but am I wrong in working on them one by one, in baby steps? I just don't think so.
This weekend I went and stayed with family that live out of town. They grew up in the same town I did, but have long moved away to bigger cities. He has met so many people and hung out in some very diverse groups of people, but this weekend I realized they might not have been diverse enough.
My friend F and I had a conversation late last week about if I was offended when people call things "gay". I had to really think about it, because sometimes it bothers me and sometimes it doesn't. I tried to explain it to him, but he didn't really understand, and to be honest, it's hard to explain. Until this weekend when my cousin used the terms over and over and over. Not always in a derogatory way, but many times he did. When it's used in a bad way, of course it's going to be offensive.
The night before I talked to his wife about it and nearly came out to him and his wife, I honestly thought it would be o.k. but something told me to wait, and I did. The next day is when it really started to get to me. He had just gone upstairs to get ready for work and I was alone with his wife and son and I had made a comment about the kid's favorite toy and how he needed another one. It was a green turtle that sang Happy Birthday, I told her he needed one for his second birthday. She said they made one but said it was a purple hippo and Andy wouldn't allow his son to have a toy that was purple. I just kind of stopped and stared at her and asked "Is he really that bad?" She seemed a bit concerned about it and said she really thinks it might be. She said she asked him one day if he would rather have his son tell him he was gay or was a Michigan fan (he's a big Ohio State Fan) and he didn't have an answer for her. He honestly and in all seriousness couldn't decide which would be worst. That combined with a few other things made me rather sad.
It brought me back to reality that not every coming out is going to be good. To know that it is a good possibility that my closest cousin, a guy I've always considered one of my best friends would turn his back on me for who I fell in love with, just shakes me up inside. That part of me that thought everything would be o.k. eventually, hid back in the corner again. It's a rude re-awakening to what my family could really turn out to be like when I come out. It's rather scary. I know that his wife would be totally o.k. with it, she told me she's trying to get him to see that as long as her baby is healthy and happy with his life it doesn't make a difference to her who he loves.
I don't know, it's getting late, I'm starting to ramble. All I know, all in all it was a fantastic weekend and what the future holds, it holds. Those who really love me will come to terms with it, and those that can't? Well they aren't supposed to be in my life.
Someone please remind me of that part of the post when I eventually come out to my family.
This week I had to prepare 19 fruit baskets for the fire department. It's been a lot of scheduling and ordering and such, the baskets are filled with things I don't carry in the store, which isn't always a good idea, but it makes me money, but I do what I can. It took quite a few days of planning and such, and was rather nerve wrecking, but the pay off was worth it.
This weekend I had the pleasure and the great opportunity to take a day off and head to Cleveland to visit with my cousin and his family. It was also the first voyage with my truck! It did very well I must say. I also must say that on my way I found myself driving into a town that seemed very familiar for some reason, as I started looking around trying to remember a sign with the word "Whirlpool" appeared. I was in Clyde. I had only been in Clyde once before, but in the last two years I have met many people from Clyde and have learned a ton about Clyde and I must say it brought a smile to my face to think about all the Clyde peeps in my life now. Clyde was a little bigger than I remember.
The trip was mostly awesome, it was a route I hadn't taken before and once again this weekend it was snowing when I left. It snowed nearly the whole trip there, but the roads were surprisingly good except for a few spots. I slid through the intersection half a mile from my cousin's house, but I made it just fine.
The weekend was so relaxing. Friday night we got to catch up and just spend some quality visiting time. My cousin Andy and I have always been very close, we had our birthday parties together and traded off spending the night at each other's houses, our birthdays are so close we were instant friends. Life happened and things have drifted. He moved, I moved, but it's always good to get together and catch up. In the last several years he added his awesome wife Kristen who I was the first of the family to meet and knew in the first three seconds that they were meant for each other. 17 months ago they brought into this world Gus, he rocks. Those of you that know my aversion to kids might understand how much weight that comment carries. lol.
Anyway, I'm moving away from the weekend. Saturday we talked about their house that they are hoping to remodel next year, and I was there to help. We talked details and then I did some measuring. Now of course I have hundreds of ideas running around in my head, and hope to get to put those to paper sometime in the next two weeks. Saturday evening they took me to a Japaneese Steakhouse. I had never been to one and it was freakin awesome! I had a combo of Shark Steak and Swordfish and let me say it.was.amazing. The atmosphere and the company just rocked! (I sound like a child of the 80's). After the awesome meal we headed back to the house for cocktails. While enjoying the adult beverages we played Simpson's Clue, if you've never played, you're missing out. We had quite the night/morning.
Sunday Gus let us sleep in until late into the morning, I haven't slept that soundly in quite sometime, it was great! We got ready and headed to Chipoltle, yum. Then Andy headed to work, I headed home and Kristen and Gus headed off to her parent's. The trip home always seems longer than the trip there, but I made it. I discovered the truck does really well on trips and it was just what I needed. Last week I was just so overwhelmed and stressed out and really crabby. I very much needed two days off, and loved it.
I was sorry I wasn't able to meet up with Jake and Cody for lunch or something, hopefully the next trip can accomodate a trip to the east side to visit with them too! It's hard to believe it's nearly an hour to the other side of Cleveland!
I'm not really sure what this week has in store for me, I really don't even want to think about it until tomorrow, I've enjoyed this little vacation too much! I know I have to work the next several days at Wendy's since I took the whole weekend off, but I'll survive. I also need to get this store cleaned up and organized, things are slipping out of hand again. It will be alright, all I need is patience and motivation, which will require a list, but that will come in the morning. I'm off to bed early tonight.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
I have a longer post coming, I promise, but this week has just been hellish and once I get everything accomplished and get a free moment, I'll update the few that read this. Just thought I would provide some entertainment for now. ;)
Hey, it's better than elevator music!
Video found at About a Boy
Monday, December 8, 2008
First of all, my truck. From the looks it's not really all that much to look at for most people, but I'm so happy with it. We need to fix the brake light and a few other cosmetic things, but it has less miles than my car, and runs better than my car. It's rather shocking really.
We have big plans for the truck, my uncle wants to give it a fresh coat of paint, I just want to install my stereo and put my new seat cover on and start driving it! It has an extended bed, so it has the bed of a full size truck, which I love. I've already used the truck to haul the other thing I was blessed with last week.
So Thursday I got a phone call from my mother. Seems there was a member of our church who was looking to give away...yes give away a 40" t.v. to someone who would get some good use out of it, and my pastor thought of me. I'm not sure why, but that man thinks of me often for things like that. So I gathered up the people and we went and picked it up and brought it to my house. That t.v. is a beast! It's huge and HEAVY!!! It took four of us to carry it, and now I'm having a hard time finding a stand to withstand the weight. I think we're going to build one. I've never designed a piece of furniture before, so it should be interesting. I've got it hooked up on the floor right now, and I know it has to be raised, it's just too low.
It's so strange to think of myself as blessed because of material things, but the truck came at a time I could really be thrown a bone. Things are getting tight again and the truck came in at a good price and is in very good condition. The t.v.? well i don't get many luxuries anymore, so I accepted it, what can I say? ;)
This weekend I got the opportunity to surprise a friend of mine. Bethany was having a house warming party that I wanted to attend but my schedule at the time was not forgiving enough for me to manage a trip down there. Well as luck would have it, things changed and I was able to drive down and surprise her and attend the party. Oh what a party it was! I haven't laughed so hard in quite awhile, it all felt so good. I finally got to put faces with names, I finally got to meet people I feel like I've known for a long time over the internet, but now I know them in real life, and they are all just as awesome as I expected.
It has just been a whirlwind of activity and up until about 5 o'clock this afternoon I didn't even notice. This evening I've been feeling suddenly overwhelmed with everything. So much to do at the store and the numbers are starting to scare me again. This winter weather is causing all sorts of problems with my sales, the slowing economy doesn't seem to be helping either. But I just have this feeling that I'm going to be alright, I think people call that faith. It's just rather overwhelming right now, somedays it all just piles up.
Next weekend I'm heading off to Cleveland to visit my cousin and his family. They want to add on to their house hopefully in the spring or summer and want me to do the drawings and the design! Woot!
Well it's late and I should get to bed, I have other things to say, but they will have to wait, I need my sleep. ;)
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
So Thanksgiving was a wonderful day, it was exhausting with WAY too much food, but it all went so well. I buried my head in the morning and went with my parents to have dinner with my dad's side of the family. We don't have a good history with them and if you ask my brother or sister if they wanted to go, they'd both answer with a solid "Why on earth would I want to go and share a holiday with "those" people?" But the first year I had decided not to go my Grandmother appeared in nearly all my dreams telling me how disappointed she was that I wasn't going. I really decided I was done with the haunting and have gone the last two years. It was uneventful as usual and then headed home to go to the neighbors. They invited me over to be a part of their family, it felt nice. We had a great dinner (well I was eating light, still had a third dinner to attend) and just had a great time. Then I headed over to our anual family reunion. If everyone showed it would be nearly 400 people, all kids and spouses of the original 7 siblings of my grandma. It's amazing, it's been happening this way for well over 50 years now, and sadly this year I think was the last.
On Friday I worked like usual, although I'm not sure I'll be doing that again, I was so slow it wasn't even funny. Friday night I didn't work at Wendy's so I headed over to B's parent's house to meet up with B and her friends. We had a great time! We soaked in the hot tub for quite awhile and then I smoked them all on Wii bowling. Then B and I together schooled her friends in tennis. What can I say? When it comes to virtual sports, I kick ass. ;) I got home late that night and woke up a few hours later with the flu. It just wasn't pretty and not how I planned on spending the weekend.at.all.
On Saturday there was an auction going on that I had some interest in. By the time everyone was ready to head to the auction I had second thoughts because I still wasn't feeling good. My stomach was in knots, I had already puked a few times, and I just wasn't feeling like going out. But I went anyway because it was a chance to finally get the vehicle I've been needing. I wasn't sure how much longer my car would last. The auction was so cold and after 20 minutes I was done. I went and took a nap in my dad's truck while we waited for them to get to the vehicles. I got out there in time and bought myself a new (to me) truck. It's nothing to look at really, it has rust, it's not shiny, it's beat up a little, I mean it is an 88. But the engine is in great shape and it had fewer miles than my car! I got it cheap too!
By the time I got back from the auction I was ready to call it a day, but I was still working the store, and at Wendy's too that night. I ended up calling off from Wendy's, something I NEVER do, but it was bad enough I did. I ended up closing the store a little early because it was so slow and laid down on the couch, fell asleep and slept for nearly 17 hours straight. I must have needed it because I woke up the next day feeling like a million bucks!
It's been a long week already. Trying to get my store decorated for christmas while my brother has been removing the ceiling panels from the grocery department causing a big mess. The panels are now all replaced but the store is not nearly done being decorated. There are only so many hours in a day! It didn't help that I've had a lighting fiasco with the new christmas lights I bought for my tree, but it's all been taken care of. Hopefully tomorrow I'll be able to finish decorating, well at least I better because all these boxes laying around are about to drive me up a freaking wall! I'll try to post pictures of my christmas stuff as well as my new truck! As soon as it's all done.
The truck needs some minor work like a few bulbs need replaced, oil change, new wiper blades and the transfer of my stereo, and the new seat cover installed before I'll be selling my car, but I'm so excited!! I love that truck!! I've always wanted one, and now I finally have one. :) Then I'll have to find a sucker to buy my car. I'll miss my car, it was my favorite car I've had so far, but it's served it's purpose and now it's time to move on.
This weekend is work work work. I'm so tired, hopefully I'll survive the week. lol. I guess I should start christmas shopping sometime too. lol. Next weekend I'm traveling to Cleveland for a design job and hanging out with my cousin, so I'm looking forward to that, hopefully the truck will be ready to take by then because my car has been making me a little more worried than usual lately.
Well it's nearly time to close this popsicle stand and get ready for Wendy's, oh joy oh rapture. Hope you're all doing well!!!
Friday, November 28, 2008
I'm really curious how this all works. I look everyday at the tower that is my bills and wonder how I can pay these down. I don't make minimum payments except when it comes to the mortgage and commercial loan I have, and there are monthly bills that don't get paid down just paid off every month like utilities, but how do I pay down my student loans? I couldn't even afford the minimum payments and have had to take out a deferment again for another 10 months. Other than that I have a credit card for the business that has a low balance and a line of credit for the business that's kind of high, but not too crazy.
My cousin doesn't make a fortune, his wife is not well to do, they rent a house and have a nice car. How is it that they have managed to do this? How does anyone do it? I hardly ever spend money on anything, I have clothes filled with holes, I have a crappy car that has been paid off for several years now, and yet I can't seem to manage to get ahead. How is this? I don't eat out, I don't travel all that much, and when I do I travel cheap. I just wonder how I can get ahead. I've seen it done, I know it's possible, but how?
Just something that I've been pondering today....too much time on my hands right now.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
This year I'm thankful I'm still in business, it's been a better year, but still rough. I'm looking forward to find out where I'll be this time next year.
I'm also thankful for friends. This past year I've lost a few more, well forced out is more like it. But I've really learned what real friends are and how I should be treated, and how I should treat others. In real life and on the internet, I have made some wonderful friends this year, and I'm thankful for you all.
I'm thankful for my family. We've gone through some rough patches this year with each other, but we are stronger for it. I love them all.
I'm thankful for the election being over. Just glad it's done, now we can move on to fixing what's wrong.
It may sound corny, but I'm thankful for this blog. This blog has helped me this year sort through things and get feedback on some stuff as well. It's been quite a self learning year. I have figured out more about myself than I have in the 30 years prior. I'm able to talk about more, and with more people. I'm not sure I could have survived this year had I not opened up to you guys.
I'm also thankful for videos like this, because they keep me laughing. :)
I could really concentrate on the store then, I can put together something really nice for a change in there. Yes, I think that's what I'm going to do, no one sees it in my house anyway.
Thanks for helping me decide.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
2. Stop taking everything so damn personally. The entire world is not about me, sometimes it's about other people.....sometimes.
3. Not every friend I've had for years is still worth the time or effort. Being a friend of convenience is not something I care to be.
4. number 3 repeated because it's worth repeating over and over.
5. When making dishes, be sure to have all the ingredients on hand.
6. Getting more sleep would be valuable to my mind, body and soul.
7. Friends aren't always going to get along, and the ones that can't play nice aren't really your friends.
8. When planning something, always expect the unexpected.
9. Doing things out of guilt never turns out good.
10. I can't save the world, and I can't always fix everything.
11. I shouldn't rely so much on lists.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Wow, I need to be more conscious about what blog I'm logged into when I put
up a post, I had this posted for a very short time on my other blog. That
could have thrust me into some very uncomfortable situations. Yikes!
So I've been catching up on a few blogs I found and was getting all worked up about the many protests out there about prop. 8 still going on and some of the commentaries out there where they refer to me as "these people", or telling me the only way to salvation is to wake up and leave my sinful lifestyle. But you know what? I stopped being angry after reading more and more and more because I've started to feel sorry for these people.
I started to feel sorry for them because they will never know some of the people I know, they will never be truly loving people, they will never get across the idea that God loves all. They are fighting the fight of the centuries, trying to spread the word of God, teaching love and respect, and yet they are turning their backs on an entire community of people, how can this be? How can you preach about love and acceptance and then tell a community of people that this excludes them, unless the change who they are?
Even after everything I've read, all the interviews I've watched, my heart goes out to these people. I hope that someday they are awakened on the idea of practice what you preach. I hope they find a way to open their hearts and their minds to accept everyone, to really understand God's love like many of the people I know understand it. I know that God loves me, he loves me because he made me who I am, just as much as he loves the next person.
The idea that these Christians would openly accept and love a convicted serial killer if he announced that he accepted Jesus, but would turn their backs on a homosexual that practices Christianity, is just beyond me. I can't follow it and I don't understand it. I really hope that these people start to wake up and understand that we are people too. Why would God go to so much trouble to making us all different if he wanted us to all be the same? (a stolen movie quote).
I have friends that believe all sorts of different things. I have friends that believe I am the work of Satan and will destroy life as we know it because I want to kiss other men. I have removed those people from my life. There are people who are accepting and loving and agree with the ideas I have, and those are great friends, there are friends I have that refuse to even talk about it, but don't treat me any different than they did before....to be perfectly honest I am conflicted about these people. It's so hard to explain, but the more I think about it the more I think I can understand. While they may not agree with everything I do, or everything I say, they love me and wouldn't condemn me for these things. How can I argue with that?
I really don't know what I'm writing anymore, just gibberish I think, because my mind is turning to mush. lol. It happens when I over think things, or over analyze things.
I had lunch with a good friend of mine yesterday, I haven't seen this friend in several months now so it was good to catch up. I have considered coming out to this person for awhile now, but was never quite sure how it would go. I figured it would be o.k., she's a liberal but I wasn't sure about her husband. Well last night they showed me pictures of the wedding they flew to L.A. for, it was a lesbian wedding. How could they not be alright about it? lol. The conversation never really came around to bringing it up, so I didn't, but I know that next time we talk I can just slide it into the conversation and not worry about it.
I think I worry to much, perhaps that why I haven't been sleeping well at night for some time now. Maybe I'm worrying in my sleep and causing me lots of restless nights. Great, now I'm worried about worrying.
I'm quitting now, I swear.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
What I wanted to post about tonight is the people I've been encountering lately. Confident couples. Couples so secure and confident in who they are and who they know the other to be that there is no mystery, there is nothing but love. Yes, they have their squables, what human doesn't have a squable. What I admire most is the lack of back stabbing, they don't say anything to me they wouldn't say infront of each other, I find that so admirable. Each so confident in who they are, it's a love me or leave me situation. When two people can do that, I find it so comforting.
I often find myself sitting back and wondering what that's like. To be who you are, confident in the person you are, that you are free to be everything you are with someone, and being loved for it. And to know that the person you share a bed with is so confident in who they are that there are no trust issues, there is no jealousy, there is no worry. I find it so hopeful. I never used to until recently when I started paying attention to how many of these people I know. What I find amazing is they make the best friends as well.
I'm falling in love with confidence, and I wonder how can I get some of that? I find myself constantly second guessing everything I am and everything I do. I find myself paranoid constantly if I'm talking to much, am I revealing too much, have I over stayed my welcome, am I talking enough, are the questions I ask smart enough, am I respectful enough, am I doing my share? I am constantly questioning everything in my head, I don't boast because I'm not even confident in my own abilities to even brag about anything. To even take credit for something I've done, or even take a compliment on a job well done.
I sat there tonight watching this interaction between two people, he wasn't jealous that I spent the afternoon alone with his wife, he was confident that she loved him. She didn't flip out when he wanted to take me for a spin in his new car, because she's confident enough to know that he would never bad mouth her to anyone but her.
So it may beg the question, but is confidence the key to a successful relationship? Can two people be truely happy without it? If we were all a little more confident in who we were and what we were capable of, would life be that much better? Would the 31 year old single guy find himself less single? I think so. I'm not saying single is bad because it's in this time I have observed good relationships, bad relationships and I sit observing with my invisible pencil and pad taking notes on the does and don'ts of love and more importantly I'm learning more about myself, good bad and indifferent, and trying to sort it out to change what I want to change and become confident in the things I won't.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
The front portion of the roof has not been started yet. The weather has put a temporary stop to that, now I have to go and reprice everything and see what can get done this year, I'm hoping to still squeeze everything in, but it will depend on the help I get. The part of the roof that I had rebuilt is wonderful, huge rainstorms last week and for the first time in 25 years, the grocery department was dry as a bone. I was so happy I considered doing a cart wheel, but I remembered I can't do those, so I didn't. lol.
Fiddler on the roof was fantastic! The orchestra wasn't all that great, but the kids did an amazing job. How said that I'm calling 21 year olds kids. I just love Fiddler on the roof, I mean you get to watch this jewish family start to transition and think differently. In one of the last scenes when daughter #3 comes back to say good bye to Tevia and the family even though they had disowned her for running off and marrying a man outside of the faith, they still loved her enough to say good bye. I just love that show, there's so much there and the music is terrific! Talk about dissonance!! You get a score with 6 flats for three measures and then switches over to 6 sharps, it's just awesome!! (to listen to, not so much to play).
My brother has been working hard on trying to finish the new deli, we have some work ahead of us, but it's all good. We got the inside of it all done, we just have to replace the ceiling panels on the outside before we can progress any further into finishing. We also have some tile work to do, three major project yet, and it will all be done. I'm not sure what I'll do when it's done, but I'm sure I'll think of something.
I'm not sure what all is happening this weekend, I know I work on Saturday....like usual, blech. But I'm hoping to do something Friday night, and Sunday I'm meeting an old friend for lunch, yeah!
But there you go, all updated and stuff. LOL.
The whole Ian thing, it really only affects me when I'm around him, after we part ways I'm fine. I know nothing will ever happen, and that's fine, he's straight, it's o.k. not every body can be perfect. lol.
As far as Joe, that's fine too. I could totally see a lack of self esteem in his eyes, in fact many times when I look at him I see myself. That too will prove to go no where, and I'm really o.k. I guess it's more just testing out my flirting technique's and realizing I'm not the social reject I once thought, a little socially slow maybe. lol.
I just get more and more dramatic in the evenings, I always have. By the time I sleep on it and wake up I can typically put things into perspective. I wouldn't allow myself to post at night, but sometimes it's good and really it's the best time I have to get a thought out of my head uninterrupted.
I really couldn't see myself going out with anyone around here anyway, always nervous someone would see, or someone would say something before I told my parents, it's just not a good thing. I'm pretty sure my brother has figured things out this year, and I'm 90% sure my sister has known for a long time, but I'm still not ready to tell them myself, someday, but not today.
I get into moods, sometimes it's loneliness, sometimes it's hormones, and sometimes it's because the closet is so confining at times. It's true that once you open the door a little bit, it gets more difficult to close it again, it becomes very claustrophobic. I'm dealing with it, and really I have too much on my plate at the moment to take care of before I start adding someone else in the mix. Until the day comes I'll just practice up on getting comfortable with myself and my shameless flirting with cute boys. lol.
I do appreciate the thoughts, the worries, the comments (I LOVE the comments from you all...aka I'm a comment whore), and all the uplifting words, but I'm o.k., I really am. :)
I'm a survivor. No, not like that crappy realty show with the cute host, but a real survivor. Whatever gets thrown at me, God always helps me wade through it and come out on the other side just fine, sometimes better than before I started. :)
That's all. :) Thanks everyone!!
Then he tells me he's coming back to work. I'm excited and yet I know what will happen, my obsession will return in full force.
The hug sealed the deal.
I've missed him.
Joe came in the store today for the first time ever. Flirted again and learned more about him. We'd make such a good couple. lol.
I need to get out of here.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Am I a bad flirt? Was he not interested, or was he just oblivious to it as well? There was time to make a comment away from heteroworld, time to tell me to back off or not interested, or something. I realize it's not the most convenient place to flirt or to respond, but I always instantly revert back to my stand by "he's not interested, I'm ugly, I'm too fat, blah blah blah"
Or am I oblivious to the flirting, could he have been flirting with me and I didn't notice? I am also pretty oblivious to it. But I think the other certain someone with me would have commented on it.
He was just so cute, caring and funny. He had a sway in his walk I enjoyed, and was just too damn cute, did I say that already? Not saying it would have led to happy ever after, but for once, once I put myself out there a bit and didn't feel like a social reject....well until now apparently. lol.
It felt good to take that step, to talk to someone I didn't know, to try to let them know I was interested.....and I was sober. Why am I still trapped in this land of heterosexuality? Where everyone is afraid to say what they mean and who they really are for fear of being found out? How am I still here? The timing in my life sucks bad.
But I tried.
It's a step.
And I'm only torturing myself a little.
I'll get there.
I just wish they could live in my shoes for ONE day, just once to deal with the problems that their disrespect causes me, and deal with thinking of the potential HUGE financial difficulty they could cause me.
All in the name of tobbaco? I mean really, I'm a smoker, I understand the need. But you can't just light up where ever and when ever you feel like it. Not when you're here, not when you're INSIDE my building that already has a warning against it. One complaint and it's a $500 fine, who's going to pay it? Your nicotine fit is really not worth it to me. Get your ass outside, or in the areas I've told you about thousands upon thousands of times. I spend 11 hours a day here and don't seem to have a problem not smoking where it's not allowed by law, and yet you're here for 10 minutes and can't seem to face the reality of the situation.
"It won't happen to you" Really? It already has, must I hang the warning letter up to be a constant reminder to you what this could do to me? Can you seriously not go 15 minutes without lighting a damn cigarette? I'm a pack a day smoker and I can deal with it, I can handle it. Why must you just walk all over me and use this place as if you pay the bills? I have asked, commented, demanded that you not smoke in those areas, how many times must you be warned? I don't even want to hear you complain about kids not listening, it's where they get it from!!!!
What are you going to do when I'm no longer here? When you're little hide-out aka hang out is no longer available? Will you look back and remember how great you had it when you drove me insane? Will you think about how glad I'll be to be rid of it all and not have to deal with this shit anymore? Yes, you have treated me like family when I'm at your home, but this is different, this is not just my home, this is my business and you may as well just piss on the front door for all the respect that you have shown it.
How much grace can I show you for such a simple request? Why must there be smokers who think the world is theirs? We as smokers have to share this world, and abide by laws that cost the owner money!!! It's no wonder why people hate smokers so much, it's because of smokers like you who just don't get it, who don't understand common courtesy, to even your fellow smokers!
I pride myself on being the most respectful smoker I can be. If I'm asked not to smoke somewhere, I don't....EVER, it's just a sign of respect.
There, enough of that rant, I needed to get it out of my system and this is the only place it won't cause world war 3 in my life.
When will I learn to stand up for myself?
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I guess never really feeling the love I think I know just makes it confusing. From 25 feet tonight I watched him, I've watched him for some time now, he's such a good person, and I want to treat him like he deserves to be treated. But damn, they are always straight. Why do I constantly do this to myself?
The other thing I wondered about tonight? Why is it that musicals and powerful music brings tears to my eyes? A good marching band show could have me in tears if I let it, a great musical will do the same thing, a symphony? forget about it! I just can't understand it. Is it something just bursting out of my mind? Why can't I control it?
So many other things on my mind, but I'm too tired tonight to get into them, it's off to bed for now. :)
Friday, November 14, 2008
Tonight I get to go see a couple members of my family perform Fiddler on the Roof at Defiance College. I'm just so excited, I haven't seen Fiddler on the Roof in quite sometime and ranks pretty high on my favorite musicals list.
I haven't gotten to see much in a while, so I'm pretty excited to go.
More on all that later. :)
Thursday, November 13, 2008
I love them all so dearly, and while I am so happy I've created a comfortable environment for everyone, it is seriously effecting my working time. So I've noticed in the last two weeks since the time change really, that I have been inundated by people all day, so much to the point I'm not getting anything accomplished.
Today it started at 8:30am, R came in to tell me about a truck and stuck around and visited. By 9:30am R left and G walked in not more than minute later to talk and visit. By 10:30am G was leaving and and M&J came in, I haven't seen J in awhile so I didn't mind that so much. About 11 or so they headed off to my uncles office and I finally got t work on my kitchen for a short bit before I got busy with lunch customers. Well by then E showed up to have lunch and chatted for awhile, and by 1pm A showed up. I get frustrated talking to A so every minute felt like 10, but while I was talking to A, S showed up. By the time I shooed away A, I went to talk to S. By the time S left G and M showed up, and then were joined by R again. This took us until about 3:30 when my dad showed up, and the repair guy for a piece of equipment that is not working right. This takes us to 5pm. When I started to get my after work rush. It's finally 6pm and I've finally chased them all out, and yet I feel someone will be back by 6:30pm. My entire day, just gone. I tried and tried to get stuff done while they were here, but my kitchen never got finished, but I did manage to get 2 weeks worth of orders put away. That's how I finally got rid of A.
I do love these people, but how do I tell them to leave me alone without drama and hurt feelings? Each one tells me the same thing...take a break and visit with me. I mean, hello? I just got off of break not more than a minute ago! It's just been such a whirlwind of people and activity since the time change that things in the business just seem to be falling apart! I would do the bookwork at night, but I usually have to work, or am getting called to help someone out. I just don't know how to say no.
The other thing that has happened is I found I can no longer be logged into my computer while my brother is here, and really, anyone else. They use the computer and close out windows shutting down things I was in the middle of, or in my brother's case, going through my emails! I hate having to be so private and protective, maybe if I hadn't caught him and flipped out on him, maybe he would have discovered everything he didn't want to know about me, and then coming out to him would be easy, because I have conversations with people via email that he wouldn't want to read. And there are things that he just shouldn't read. This is more than my business, this is my home! I'm all about comfortable but when it comes to going through my stuff and reading personal things, I get furious.
It made me wonder, does everyone feel this way? Doesn't everyone have things in their email that doesn't need to be public knowledge? Or have I lived this secret life so long that I just assume it's how everyone lives? Many of my friends couldn't care less if I read their email, I don't because why? "Do unto others as you would have done unto you" It's how I try to live. If one of my friends is still logged into their email when I get back to my computer, I immediately log them out, I just couldn't go through their stuff. I only wish the same courtesy would be offered to myself.
Maybe I'm just too wound up, maybe I'm just too protective, and maybe I'm just used to having to hide parts of me from the world. Maybe if I was more transparent it wouldn't bother me as much, but I'm a firm believer that everyone should have a private place. I never go into bedrooms, I feel awkward if it's not mine, it's a private place. You should be able to have dirty clothes thrown on the dresser if you want, or a trashy novel laying out if you want, it's your personal space. I guess that's why I have a hard time sharing a room with anyone, there is no private or personal space.
It's going to be a major problem if I ever find anyone to live with and share my life with, but then again, maybe it will be o.k. Maybe I'll be able to be totally transparent with the guy and not have to worry about it, but it's so hard to be me and imagine that. It's hard for me to imagine a life where there are no life altering secrets involved, and maybe that's part of my trust issues. I've been carrying around this secret for so long I think everyone has some deep life altering secret.
Wow, I'm so all over the place right now! And just to prove my point, look earlier when I said someone would be here by 6:30pm, without fail as I was typing this at 6:29pm G,M &R all walked in. But that's o.k because I'm dead the last hour and I typically am not working real hard at the end of the day.
But oh well, such is my life, I either learn to adjust and make the change or I quit bitching. lol.
I'm good, I really am. :)
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
edit: When I say the funny one is true, I should point out that I'm referring to the last exchange between the two of them. Dan had some really great things to say.
Pro: my electric bill is cut in 1/2 because my coolers enjoy your presence and they don't have to work nearly as hard to keep my beer and products cold.
Con: my gas bill is higher and the 5 furnaces run all the time because you're bitterness is too much to take and I'm constantly shivering otherwise.
Pro: it's so nice to curl up on a snowy day and enjoy a good movie, or a hot cup of coffee and a good book and watch how peaceful outside is.
Con: I have so little time to do this so I end up having to go outside and shovel the bright whiteness off of my parking lot and driveway and end up cold and sweating and not so happy.
Pro: Your snowy white goodness reflects the sun and makes everything seem so much brighter and clean.
Con: Your snowy white goodness reflects the sun and blinds me as I'm driving to work, and ends up giving me a massive headache.
Pro: There is something so peaceful about getting up at 6am and seeing everything covered in crisp clean snow and no one is one the roads creating a calm about the area.
Con: No one is driving because it is so dangerous, activities are canceled and there are no customers in my store to help pay for the gas bill.
Pro: You hold the secrets to a beautiful Christmas morning, and in order to enjoy the Christmas season I must go through you.
Con: How can I argue with that pro?
So you win again Mr. Winter, I will muddle through your oppressive beauty, I will put up with your dreary brightness, and your cold and painful months, because Christmas makes up for it all. But if I could ask you one small favor in return, I will boast about you for just this one small favor. Could you please....please create a new holiday in the midst of February to get excited about because January and February are the longest and most painful months you present. It's all I ask......and perhaps a stretch of 60 degree weather would be good too, but I won't push you for that.
Just please take it easy on me this year, I've already admitted to your victory over my will, I will abide by your laws, please don't ask anything more.
Monday, November 10, 2008
I was in Waikiki beach for vacation a few years ago, staying right on the beach. Behind the string of hotels is a boardwalk running along the ocean that leads out into a public parking lot and public beach (technically all beaches in Hawaii are public). I took a stroll one afternoon just checking out the hotels and the hotties on the beach and just taking in the great ocean air, the sun was shinning, and who am I kidding, it was hot as anything! I get down past the hotels and start walking the beach at the more public area and see a little spot up on the parking lot that would be a great spot to get a picture of Diamond Head across the water, so I head up there.
Once on the parking lot I nearly got side swiped by a guy on a bike, he maintained control and stopped his bike and looked back at me and apologized. Well at least I think he apologized, I didn't really hear what he was saying because I was entranced by this man, he.was.hot. He came over to make sure I was alright, and I was fine. He asked if I was from around there and I told him I was on vacation just getting a shot of Diamond Head. He must have felt bad for nearly killing me (a little dramatization) because he struck up a conversation about Diamond Head and gave me some ideas of good places to get some really cool shots. He introduced himself as Rico, but his friends called him Rich.
I just couldn't take my eyes of this man, he was as close to perfection as I had or have ever seen. His bronze skin, his eyes that were the brightest blue I had ever seen, and lets not forget the rest of him. ;) We chatted for a bit and he offered to take me around the board walk and buy me a drink. I let him and off we went. After a drink or two he offered to take me on a tour around town, he would occasionally grab my arm, or put his arm around me and come in close to tell me certain things about the island, I was in love. So after the tour of the town we headed back to the board walk to watch the sun set, we sat on the beach and he would inch closer to me minute by minute and soon he had is arm around me. We sat like that while we watched the sun sink slowly into the horizon. He asked me a question and when I turned my head to reply I got caught in his eyes. He was gazing at me, and I found myself caught up in the moment. He leaned in closer and closer as my heart beat faster and faster, could this really be happening?
No, of course not! Who do you think this is? That's what I wish had happened, or at least what happened in my mind all day after my encounter with him. lol. The story was true all the way through to the look back to apologize. After that he went off and I took my pictures of Diamond Head, but on my way back towards the board walk I stopped for another shot with the beach, the water and such all in the shot, but when I was playing with the zoom I realized out on the waters edge there was concrete something or other and a really cute boy laying out on it, in next to nothing as you can see. I did get my shot of Diamond Head, but I would be INSANE to not snap a picture of who I recognized as Rich.....I don't even know if that's his name, but it sounded good to the story lol. Don't worry, I was all stalkish about it, thanks to the great zoom on my camera I maintained proper stalking distance and blended in with the crowd.
It was a good day in Hawaii.
Saturday, November 8, 2008
I've heard a lot of arguments for this. The biggest one I've heard over the last two years or so is that if every gay couple were to be allowed to get insurance benefits, it would cost a fortune. But if these people were straight and married, their family plans wouldn't cost as much? If this is the case I would suggest a lesbian couple get together with a gay male couple, marry each other, live out their lives and get all the insurance they can. If they would provide insurance to the straight couples, what's the problem with providing them for the gay couples of the world. I see no difference.
As far as I'm concerned, the government should not be talking about marriage at all. To the government all marriages should be unions. Two adults should be able to legally bind themselves together for all the reasons, taxes, insurance, visitation rights, etc... Leave the marriage talk to the churches. If you would like to be joined in Holy matrimony, then the churches will take care of that. If the churches don't want to marry gay people...well that's a whole other issue, separation of church and state sound familiar to anyone? People scream in the streets about the issue, but when it comes to marriage, they jump the fence to the other side, why?
I fail to see what is so scary about two people that love each other wanting to be recognized as a couple in a union by the government. Why is it anyone else's business? Would it affect their rights? Would it affect their home? Would it affect their taxes? I think the next vote should be to ban marriage completely from the government, I want to start protesting weddings as a whole.
This whole issue is just a slap in the face to gay rights. It sets a precedent that can now be used in every other state to strip the rights of gay individuals away from them. Why? I just don't understand what is so scary about homosexuals, will someone please explain it to me. Every homophobe I've ever met I've asked them to explain why they are so afraid, and no one can give me a logical answer. I have never heard a good answer as to why it is so horrible. One of the scare tactics used in California was telling everyone that they would be required to teach their young children about homosexual marriages....ummm....why? And what's different? What are you telling your young children to begin with? What do they need to know about marriage from their school teachers? "Two people love each other, they have a ceremony, and then they live together" Umm......how is that bad?
Is it because they're afraid their kids will learn about gay sex? Well I learned all about gay sex from my biology teacher in middle school. No one was traumatized, no one was suspended from teaching, no one even said anything, except for a few snickers here and there, but we had that when we had sex ed in general. So where's the problem? Gay couples are not inviting you into their bedrooms to watch, I just don't understand.
Oh yes, there is the sanctity of marriage....really? sanctity? That's the word you want to use, when young "icons" like Brittany Spears run off to Vegas to do illicit drugs and alcohol and gets married at a chapel.....that kind of sanctity? Or how about the mass of reality t.v. shows where you get married at the end.....that kind of sanctity? Please define your stand point on sanctity, because it's a bit muddled to this mind. To me marriage has always been when two people love each other so much they want to stand up in front of their friends and family and declare their love and devotion to one another to the world. I don't EVER remember anyone saying man and woman. People say it's because those were different times....ummm....how old do you think homosexuality is? It's been around since the beginning of time, and yet no one will accept it. Millenniums of people being forced to be who they aren't because of society.
Oh but the bible says.....yes, I've read all those arguments, but I've also read deeper, and it's not as clear as people think. There are some very good books on the subject that I find fascinating and wish more people would read. Books like The Children are Free or God is not a Homophobe , these are just two of the books out there. By the way, thank you Jake for the loan of these, they have helped tremendously to come to terms with many of my questions and concerns. I would like to buy copies of these books for my family when the time comes to come out to them. I would also like to send a copy to my pastor and discuss them with him. I'm nearly done with them....I'm a slow reader, but they are thorough and direct in addressing each of the typical verses used against the gay community.
In the midst of the discovering how much money the Mormon church has sent to support Proposition 8 there has been a lot of turmoil. There is a petition to get their tax exempt status taken away because they broke 2 rather big IRS laws while doing this, and I signed it. If they are going to provide 43% of the funding to fight this bill and effect legislation they can no longer use religion as a tax shelter. Is it fighting back out of revenge of losing? Maybe, but if you want to play the game, then play the game right. But in many of their publications they keep referring to homosexuality as a choice. I know I've talked about this over and over and over again on this blog, but for one more time.....Who would CHOOSE a life of discrimination? Who would CHOOSE to be the target of so much hate? Who?
It's easy to say something is a choice if you've never been there, if you've never lived in someone else's shoes. But until you know what it's like on the other side of this issue, I think it's arrogant to tell people it's a choice. I've heard of conversion camps where they get you to be straight again....ummm..no. That's not really what's happening. If you need to be in a camp and medicated, you're not really converting, you're changing who you are through brain washing and medication. They may think it works.....for now, but sooner or later you find you can't run from it anymore, it's who you are.
I guess with these and many issues lately I've been hitting a wall. Hitting a wall trying to understand why people are so afraid, why they are being so hurtful to other human beings, why they are so angry, and why they spend so much time and so many resources stopping something that affects them in NO way. Why? Society confuses me, but mostly they scare me. It truely scares me to think about all the civil rights problems this country has had, and we NEVER learn from them, we take two steps forward and then two steps back, never moving forward.
I don't know why I'm surprised really, it's only taken 145 years for an African American to rise to power, and it took until 1920 for women to get a voice in our government, what makes me think that gay men and women would get equal rights in my life time? When will society wake up? When will they realize what they are doing to each other? It just makes me feel like we are on a self destructive path of bigotry.
And for any homophobes that come across this by accident and are boiling over in rage right now, I'll leave you with a little picture to just put you over the top, because that's how I fell right now.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
It's a slap in the face of gay rights and sets a precedent in this country for states to place gay men and women on a secondary citizen list.
I'm not sure if I'll get back to get into this or not, but it's not a good sign for the future.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
So last night at work I realized why I don’t like that place, it’s the constant competition. If it were competition with their jobs I would be o.k. with that, in fact I would encourage it. But it seems to be the younger generation wants to compete on who the biggest bad ass is, or who the biggest drunk, or slut is. I can’t understand this constant need to one up each other in the most inept ways, and please stop with all the over dramatic statements. “Oh, I have to go home because I have a migraine” No, I’m sorry, if you had a migraine you would be crying with the lights and sounds that are in there, you would not be jamming to death metal and banging your head around. You sir, are just a jackass.
I listened for an hour last night of them telling stories about drinking, one of the new kids listed off about 40 liquors (repeating more than half of them over and over) and how he drank a bottle of each and blacked out for a week. I just laughed, if you had that much to drink; your skinny ass would have died. But this is the kid that is a self-proclaimed psychopath, a hired gun, an ex-gang member, fluent in 13 languages, and the highest trained karate guy, next to chuck Norris. I mean really? How much shit would you expect the average person to take. He’s a twig, no muscle tone, and has no common sense. He has no comprehension of the English language, let alone 12 others.
It seems like every single new person we hire has something to prove. They have to top the story they hear or they will be losers. Then they start to ask me, I just laugh and walk away. I told him one night, “Those that talk the most about it, have no freaking idea” It didn’t seem to shut him up. But it’s true; those that talk most about all their sexual conquests…are usually virgins. Those that tell the most outrageous drinking stories…. are usually drunk after 2 beers…or they were at the parties I used to attend in college, some of the people up there could live up to parts of their stories.
I finally asked the one girl last night who is always quiet and doesn’t talk about herself in such a way, why it was so necessary to talk big? She didn’t have a clue. Now this girl is no saint, she had two kids by the time she was 18 with a deadbeat father who is in jail right now, where he belongs. I have seen her at a party or two and she knows her stuff. But what I admire her for, is she shows up to work every day early, she does a great job, she’s not outspoken, she works her ass off to provide for her children, and has a social life she doesn’t talk about at work. Why can’t they all be like that?
When I was growing up centuries ago, I guess we did the same thing, but I guess I consider it different when it’s not life altering situations. We would talk about who had the biggest hot wheel collection, who could climb the highest, who could hang on the monkey bars longer. In high school it was different things with different people, but the people I worked with in high school, the people that worked where I work now, only 14 years ago, it was just…. so different. The people I worked with back then were some of the smartest people in my class, even the older people that worked there weren’t druggies, we only had one person there that had legal issues. These kids today are ALL on probation for one reason or another. Requested days off are all for court dates, meetings with the parole officer, going to jail for two weeks, their babies daddy can’t pick the kid up today, it’s just unreal.
I wonder if it’s just there or if that’s really the direction society is heading? What has happened to family values? Work ethic? Respect for your fellow man? I just get lost in the whirlwind that is happening. Kids are exposed to way too much way to early, and so they are trying to grow up faster and faster. We were all like that, we couldn’t wait to drive, we couldn’t wait to be on our own. But seriously, they are in a rush to be slutty, they are in a rush to have children, they are in a rush to be the first of their generation to file for welfare. I find it sick that these kids have no ambition to do anything but mooch off the government. Welfare is there to help those that are in need, to help those that are having a hard time getting on their feet, or are going through a rough patch. It seems around here that Welfare has become a way of life, they know they don’t have to work because their parents never did, they don’t have to work when the government gives away free money every day. I feel like this is how society is going, what’s going to happen when the people paying for all this free money stop working? What’s going to happen to these kids when someone finally restructures the welfare system and cuts them off? I get so angry some days.
In other news my roof is nearly done. The contractor finished up his part of it today, and I’m happier than you could ever imagine. It’s done perfectly, and since he was coming in under the estimate he went ahead and did some extras we talked about and came in right where he said he would. To the penny. What I love is that he did what he said he would do, and then did more, the crew was great, the work is better than I ever imagined, and it’s paid for. I love it. The sad part is I spent thousands on repairs the average person driving by, will never see. But it will be nice to not be able to shower in the grocery department when it rains; it’s a rather awkward situation. LOL.
We are now pricing out the options for the front portion of the store that people do see, I can’t afford to do the original plan, but we’re going to make it look great anyway. I’m just really trying to tap into my thrifty creativity to figure out what sign I can put up there after we take the old one down. The old one is causing leaks in my entry and it’s not pretty. I have some ideas, but I have to run them by my father who will be building it. I think it’s going to be great. And the money I’m saving on doing the front differently will allow me to complete nearly all the rest of my projects inside and out, and finally this place will be transformed into something new and beautiful.
In three years we’ve taken this place from dump to treasure. With my creativity, and my family and friend’s ingenuity we’ve accomplished so much, and I couldn’t be happier. Now if the damn thing would just turn a profit! LOL. Oh well, one thing at a time.
I think I’ve rambled on enough for now.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Today I went on a 4wheeler adventure in the state forest, not too far from here. I had such a great time. When I first arrived at Eric's he let me take it out for a spin to get the hang of it, he lives out in the country surrounded by fields. I took off and had such a great time, it was all flat land, but driving out there, out there with the wind in my hair heading no where, it was a feeling I can't describe. The whole day riding around without a care in the world. I'm not one to run around and get filthy, I'm always dressed too nice and I was told as a child over and over and over, that you shouldn't get your clothes all dirty, you'd ruin them, but today, today I prepared, I got my already ruined clothes....it's pretty much all I own anymore. LOL. I didn't care, I got filthy, I was so covered in mud I scared people in the parking lot! I didn't think about the store, I didn't think about love, I didn't think about lonliness. I didn't think about finances, construction or family problems. It was just pure freedom from thought, well that's not entirely true...I did have to think about how fast I wanted to jump the next hill. LOL.
I had a great day. I could do that more often without a doubt.
So anyway, this week they are supposed to be starting my roof. I'm not even sure if I've mentioned the new roof on this blog yet or not. But the leaky roof will finally be fixed. I went on Friday and signed the papers and picked up a pretty big check, more money than I've seen in awhile. I'm afraid if they don't start and finish the roof soon I'll be tempted to go buy other stuff. LOL. It will be nice to have the dang thing finished finally, I just hope we can complete the project this week. It will be the first professionally done job in/on this building in over 60 years. I'm sure my brother and the crew I could assemble could do it, but I want this one to be done professionally, I want this one done fast and easy. I didn't want to skimp on this project, and thanks to the bank, I didn't have to. So yeah. :)
Other than that, there really hasn't been much going on. Just try to keep going every day, putting one foot in front of the other and just keep on going. There is much to do, but depending on the day I'm either out of energy, or money....but I'm used to that. LOL.
I really didn't have much to say, there are some thing ruminating in my mind as of late, but today just cleared it all up, or it pushed it aside for another day, whichever, I feel good. :)
So anyway, that's all for now!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
So today I met with the contractor that is going to be rebuilding my roof, he’s a nice guy, the father of a friend, a good guy. He brought with him his lead carpenter….I was reminded of my love of contractors. Oh.My. I couldn’t stop starring, luckily I was on the ground and he was on the roof, so I don’t think anyone noticed. He was so fine. I just keep thinking I want really hot weather so he takes that dang shirt off.
I love the ruggedness of a good contractor. The well defined arms from lifting, the delicious chest and leg muscles, and the finely sculpted hind end. Most of them are truly a work of art. I can only hope I get ample opportunity to watch him work next week. Hubba freakin hubba.
I’m suffering from quite a battle with M.O.T.M. lately (Men on the mind). I really need to get out more. It’s not always the sculpted types I drool over, I find my tastes vary quite a bit from man to man. Each one having a different quality I seem to swoon over, each one brings out something different in me.
On Sunday I was chatting a bit with someone fairly local that wanted to meet up. What first struck me was all of my insecurities, my weight, my lack of conversational skills, my lack of knowledge in regards to world events, and so on and so forth. Once I was finally able to push them aside, well mostly I found myself searching for a time to meet the guy. I found out, that my schedule is really not conducive for meeting people right now. Between the jobs and everything I have to get done, and spending time with my friends, it leaves me no time for anything else.
I’m finding balancing time with everyone very difficult. I love having a lot of friends, but when you don’t have the time an average American has, then you really don’t have time to spend with everyone. With all the weddings and all the other events of the fall, I’ve been neglecting people. It kills me, but at the same time I just don’t have the time. It saddened me that when I had the time in Michigan I didn’t take advantage of it, and now that I have no time, I have more things to do and people to see than I have time to accomplish, and that ends up effecting my other greatest problem, guilt. It’s way to easy to play the guilt card with me, because everyone that uses it knows it bothers me too, but there is nothing really I can do. How can I put a ranking system on the people in my lives? I feel like everyone wants me to rank everyone else below them, which I can appreciate and I love that so many people love me, but there are only so many hours in a day and there is only one of me.
I’m trying to tell myself that I am at one location for 11 hours a day, if they really truly wanted to see me, or talk to me, they would come visit me here, where they know I am. But instead I just feel guilty all the time if I can’t spend time with so and so because I made plans with someone else. I would love to be spontaneous, but people call and make plans, plans pile up so I have to schedule in time to be spontaneous. LOL.
It’s been a battle most of my life and it drives me crazy. Just because I’m out having fun with one person doesn’t mean that I rank them higher, it means they called and made plans months in advance. I just never quite know what to do about the whole situation. I mean how can someone bitch because so many people love to spend time with them? Oh well, such is life.
Sunday I’m going out with a new friend of mine. He’s taking me 4-wheeling. The last time I was supposed to go at our other friend’s house I couldn’t get out there until after dark and they were packed up back on the trailer before I could get out there, I was very sad. But this time I’m going, I’m going to be prepared, and I’m just SOOOO looking forward to something so new to me. I wish I could fill every free moment with new opportunities! But I’m sure that would get exhausting too.
So anyway that’s about all for me, I just wanted to talk about the hot carpenter that was wondering around this afternoon.