The (NOT SO) Skinny Girl

After talking about this whole thing in depth with my husband... I know what my point in this all is. I wrote a Facebook post and someone seemed disappointed in how I was viewing this. I realize that hiding behind a keyboard, you lose your emotion and you lose a sense of what you are trying to say. SOOOOO here goes. It's not about his right to stand or sit. It's not about his opinion or his feelings. For me, it's about the way he went about it. He didn't put the time into thinking about his approach to this topic. He had the power, the media, and the presence to make a point and make a difference. And he took action- he sat. And the cameras zoomed in and they saw him and people started wondering, people started asking. They asked if he was injured, sick, what could be triggering him to sit like this. And then he got the opportunity to explain. I guess for me, if you have to explain why you did what you did- you missed the big opportunity to make a po

Here we go again. One weekend: Many events! polo match at my home field :( wine tasting/festival a local German Oktoberfest that my friends bought leiderhosen for San Gennaro festival in NYC Renaissance Faire NJ historic haunted Mill tour and ghost hunt and of course birthday/bachelorette bash out of state<-- attending I have a feeling there's like 3 other things but I can't remember them at this moment.... #firstworldproblems

Could you image if people wanted to impose laws so that EVERYONE was politically correct? It's like putting a curb chain on each person as they walk around, letting the end drag, and the authorities could yank on it when you were out of line. "I want to live in a democracy, but I never want to be offended again!" OXYMORON. "you can't say that- someone might be offended by it" And what happens when someone gets offended? I mean, being offended is subjective, right? Each person has their own set of core values, beliefs, their traditions, their opinions. Being offended is directly related to you as an individual, or you as a group of people, or as a collective or a community or society.... Are we really supposed to walk around on eggshells around everyone IN CASE we might offend them? Side note- what offends you probably doesn't offend me... so how can they make a law that blankets offensiveness??? And is this really truly seriously a topic of discu

While I was typing the ignoRANT post, my husband was like "Are you typing a blog or a novel?" He then told me Blogs should be short and sweet because no one is gonna spend the time to read the whole long, drawn out, story posts.  So that's my question to you- is there a "way" to blog? noun 1 . a regularly updated website or web page, typically one run by an individual or small group, that is written in an informal or conversational style. ... informal (that's my style) or conversational (I love to converse) style. Um, check! So, are these posts supposed to be short and snappy or short and sweet and to the point .....or...... Do you, out there on the good ole interwebs, not mind reading a little more something something, as long as it's not in God-forsaken slideshow style that takes forever to view? Leave me some comments, let me know! Also-  Feel free to let me know a topic you'd like discussed/researched/talked ab

So my husband told me over the weekend some FB player refuses to stand for national anthem... and I was like what why? I mean the national Anthem is a song about a country full of freedoms and bravery. He's using his freedom, but where is the bravery in this act? And then Monday I find out it's one of the higher paid and more influential guys who did this. And his reason is "racial inequality in America" and more so the whole police brutality thing going on. He thinks sitting  down during the national anthem is going to solve anything.  Here's part of our convo: ....but NFL and 49ers support him?!?!?!  :/ husband: It doesn't matter... it causes a rift in your team. Some people feel strongly about the flag. Fans, coaches, teammates. If your teammates feel strongly you create a division in the locker room. That causes sides.. which causes drama. Telling you right now he won't be on the team much longer. There's no "I" in team. This is no place

So I woke up this morning ... my husband says let's put some air in your tires before you go to the shore. What a winner he is. Always looking out for his woman. (enough sappy). So we hop in the truck and head to the local WAWA. And when we pull up there's a bunch of SUVs hanging out over at the air pump. They're not pumping air. People are out stretching walking around and chatting. That's cool. We are patient. We go tank up, I even get out and clean the windsheild because why not, we're killing time and damn are there a lot of smudges. Ding ding gas is done, we look over- they are still there. We decide to run inside and get a coffee. We hang out a moment debating breakfast sandwiches. I grab a huge jug of water to take to the beach with me. We go out. They are still sitting there. Milling around. OK, clearly no one is getting air. There's even an SUV pulled up to that area using trying to use the pump. My husband says we should just go to another place and

And let me tell you, I have pretty much the cutest dog ever. He's kind of an a$$hole though. My dog is half Shiba Inu, half Jack Russell. If you know anything about the breeds, he's kinds a weirdo. Shiba Inu's are medium sized Japanese guard dogs. They're independent, very loyal, but kinda have a "no f*cks given" attitude. EXTREMELY intelligent. Then you got the Jack- and here in America they're pretty popular, especially with horse people. They're small. They're diggers. They are fast, they are athletic, they are high energy. They have the urge to go after smaller animals. They're Loyal, and super intelligent as well. So my dog. Well he is so smart. I once watched him climb the back of the recliner until he could get off onto the kitchen table. He's fast- but not too fast. He's independent- he doesn't need mom or dad or our approval. He once walked himself down to the dog park... crossed 2 roads... and was hanging out there lo

One year ago today I was in Italy. We went to Rome, Naples, the Amalfi Coast, and Florence. Last night, earthquakes ripped through the area. They occurred closest to Rome. Photographers and journalists rush to the area to report on it. side note-I'm glad you can make money off of other's misery. What I see in their photos is heartbreaking from all angles. First and Foremost- lives lost. God Speed. Secondly- history lost. Italy is full of beautiful old world charm. I can see it in the buildings reduced to rubble. They say they don't make them like they used to, but maybe someone should have done some inspection on those buildings and given them the support they need :( It doesn't matter what region, what town, what nation that tragedy strikes. It happens. And it makes you stop and think "what if". Photographers take pictures of bodies being extracted and carted away. Of broken people being rescued. Of broken buildings hiding sorrows. We think we are saf

I swear to you... over the past few days/weeks I have come up with like a BILLION great blog ideas. But they come in, they sound good, and then I have no idea where they go. But they're gone... like the wind ;) I have definitely not been above shooting myself a text message when I hear a song I really like and want to download later. (ask me how many I have actually downloaded...[0]...) I text my husband random things to remind me later. If he reminds me, I have no idea what he is talking about. Cest La Vie So for now, I will try and remember, I will try and document, and I will try to keep coming up with things to make you smile about or rant about or shake your damn head about. *cheers*

A "real mom" posted a letter to self-proclaimed "pet parents" saying they need to stop considering and calling themselves this.  Funny because I had a very long drawn out "pet mom" convo via Facebook with someone already. I really need to post it here one day. But let me tell you what fuels these rants by people... IGNORANCE. BOREDOM. LACK OF EDUCATION. JUDGMENTAL TENDENCIES. Did I mention boredom?? This writer posted these as the biggest reasons not to compare yourself to a real parent, because..... (her reasons have the numbers, my responses have the ***) 1. My daughter ages one damn year at a time, not seven. She’s not gonna be a sweet, deaf old girl by 13. ***Not sure what this has to do with anything. It just means you have LESS time with the one you love and care for so you better make it worthwhile. 2. Sure, leashes have been adopted by parents. Now, I’m not about that, but I get it. Either way, I certainly can’t leave my kid tied to a pole

The thought came from reading articles about a 105 year old former Nazi insider (she was the stenographer for Head of Nazi Propaganda Joseph Goebbels) who has spoken about her day to day life and choices she made during a highly controversial time in Germany's - and the rest of the world's- history. She says of the film they made: "How important it is to have someone hold up a mirror at the end of one's life in order to recognize all the mistakes one has made." I say: But really, why wait until the end? Why not look at the mistakes as soon as they are made and learn from them- Grow and change as you are still living? She claims to have been naive, to have taken the job because it was prestigious and paid well, and even says that she had no idea of any of the atrocities. She says people often say they WOULD HAVE tried to help the Jews, which she says is admirable but had those people lived in her time they would have quickly realized that acting against the fl

So I saw this today: And you know what my response to this meme is?? "What I would eat and what I care about other people eating are two different things" What I have eaten in that picture: chicken, cow, pig, duck What I would eat int hat picture: chicken, cow, pig, duck, rabbit, horse... dog or cat if that was a local specialty/delicacy Not pictured that I've eaten: Goat, fish, alligator, deer, bugs In my eyes, I do not believe that anyone should tell me what to eat and I shouldn't tell other people what to eat. YOU think dogs and cats are fuzzy cute companion animals. YOU think horses are companion animals. What YOU think and what (NAME ANY OTHER PERSON) thinks, believes, or knows is not the same thing. I think my micropig Tito is a family member and I would never eat his adorable little fat bacon filled body. But I eat bacon and pork in general. I think my Nigerian goat is a pain in the ass and I wouldn't eat his sinewy old ass even though he annoys me

If you're from the US, especially the eastern seaboard, you're gearing up for power outages and having the urge to dive first into any body of water- even a scummy pond. Thunderstorms have raged angrily for the past 24 hours. (Note, there could be/will be more) Heat lightning is a given. Heavy cloud cover increases humidity and dashes any hopes of seeing Meteors. 100% humidity. Flash flood warnings- the Louisiana Governor has declared a state of emergency.There are heat advisories and excessive heat watches- not because of actual temps but because relative temps are reaching 110. Have I ever mentioned I used to live in FLORIDA?? When I lived there, days reached 117, 120 degrees. EASY. I was there June- October. That's PEAK summer/HOT months. We worked from 5am til 11 ish, hid (napped) until 3 pm, then did some more work at 9pm. That was the only way to beat the heat. Usually between 11 and 3 there would be showers. Torrential downpours really. And it would cool off en

Do I have your attention yet?? Sushi  lunch date, and we usually get king crab Rangoon with zesty orange sauce. But we saw the Green Dragon Balls and we just had to give them a try! Basically, they take a wad of Spicy Tuna and roll it up, then wrap it in avocado. Splash on a special chefs sauce or too. Put some tempura crunchies on top, and then crown it with tobiko.  These balls melt in your mouth!! - Melt it like a dragon? -Green like a dragon? - The balls fit nicely in my hands.... - Small balls for a dragon.... - Crunchies make them look a little furry. Why doesn't this dragon shave his ballies? - Can't fit the whole ball in my mouth... - They should have made a roll to go in between the balls.... envision it Post more random fun/funny comments in the comments section! We were cracking up and I wish I had wrote all the stupid funny shit down. Thanks Blossom Asian Bistro for another great meal!!

I guess I'm at that age now where people are settling down (LATE 20's, early 30's) and thinking about/trying to/ actually procreating.  It's funny to think there's an appropriate age to do this.  Fast Fact: The female body is ready to reproduce on average between ages 8 and 12. Some as young as 4 have become mothers. Let's not talk about what possesses a male to try to impregnate a 4 year old. It's a disturbing thought for most. Imagine being a kindergartner and getting your period for the first time. Imagine just hitting the double digits and getting it, getting married off, becoming pregnant when you don't even really know whats going on it your body. These things happen in our world today. A few years ago it was a shocker if you were a "teen mom". Teen meaning under 18, probably still in high school. I remember being appalled there was a Freshman in our HS that was pregnant when I was a Junior. I didn't even have sex at this point

The hardest thing we face as individuals is making a commitment to our individual success. Career success has been rammed down our throats. I mean, we make believe we are grown-ups. We dream of being firefighters, police officers, Doctors, ETC. We dream and play and pretend as kids to do all these grown-up things. And then we work towards it. We learn to read and write. We learn to speak, and then to engage in conversation. We learn motor skills and hone higher levels of thinking. When we were children, we could honestly say we learned something or bettered ourselves every single day. Don't just focus on your career. A career doesn't hug you when you're sad, or listen when you need to talk, or curl up next to you each night. A bank account doesn't console you when you've lost a parent, sibling, spouse, friend, or child. A nice car won't surprise you with dinner or send you a card on your birthday.  I challenge anyone that considers themselves worth the chal

How can you live in your comfort zone?  Never experiencing thrills, never pushing the boundaries, never blazing new trails... that's not living. That's idling.  There is life to be lived. There are things to be seen. There are things to be done. There are people to meet. There's new foods to try, there's tears to be tried... There's a whole wide world out there. Why sit in neutral? Or maybe you've just slipped a gear and haven't grabbed yet....

Divorce rates are high- we know that.  Right now in the media things people are chatting about is : "How many times has Donald Trump been married?" "How did Hillary stay with Bill?" "how many guys does Taylor Swift go through?" "Amber Heard and Johnny Depp get divorced after ___ months" I'd like to think of "forever" and "happily ever after" all that stuff- but sometimes people aren't a good match. Sometimes people change. Sometimes the grass is greener. Sometimes there's just someone truly better. Sometimes, we are lazy and don't put the work in (especially when shit isn't so easy) and that's when it all fizzles out.  And everyone says it- "The key to relationships is good communication". How many people work on their communication skills? How many people actually HEAR and DIGEST what the  other  person is saying to them- especially when it has to do with FEELINGS. It would b