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| Just a few thoughts. |
| 04.26.06 (10:12 am) [edit] |
Wow, It has been almost a week since I posted anything. Wish I had something witty and profound to write about, but alas I do not. Instead I will give you some things I have been thinking about lately.
Enjoy! k |
| Almost 2 years ago... |
| 04.20.06 (2:13 pm) [edit] |
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Not much time to write so here is a post from April 2004. Of course this was written pre breast reduction, but still is relevant.
k
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Author note: These are broad generalizations based on my experiences and men I know. I am not saying all men are like this, just a large percentage. So, if you are offended all I can say is lighten up. Thank you and have a nice day.
Well, it is that time of year again. The birds start singing, the trees are in bloom and women find the smallest clothes possible to wear. That being said men (and some women) are going to stare. So, if you are wearing a skirt my friend Gary refers to as ?pussy short?, please don?t complain that men are ogling you. I am not saying you should be assaulted or have derogatory comments hurled at you, but remember men are visual creatures. And if you are wearing what could double as a Kleenex know that men are going to try and hone their x-ray vision.
Men, you aren?t getting off so easily. I have said that there is no problem with you looking. What I do have a problem with is the rude comments you often make. I don?t care what you say in your little man caves, but I wish you would be more considerate in public. For example; I would be at the pub, where I am a regular and I would have to hear these men make jaw dropping comments. It was like they went from 50 to 14 in the blink of an eye. They had their little code words for various body parts. These are men I have had conversations with. That in the winter they have their hormones controlled. Me being me I have to say something about being female? such as, ?Remember I don?t use the same bathroom as you.? Making a joke so they don?t think I am a Feminazi, but at the same time making a point. Usually the looks on their face is comical. They stammer and then say that they don?t mean me. Well, duh. They tend to see me as one of the guys or not at all. I don?t have a problem with being ignored, but I am female and don?t want them to forget it. So, pick your knuckles up off the ground and put your tongue back in your mouth. I don?t think it is asking a lot.
*And Part 2*
Here is part 2 of my commentary. Again, if you are offended tough? I am not pc and never will be.
Newsflash: Everyone has breasts. Shocking I know, but it had to be said. I am amazed at what a large roll they seem to play in American society. People are obsessed with them. I just don?t understand why. Can someone help? What is it about them that drive women to go under the knife to get larger ones? Why do men drool when a pair of them walks by?
A list of what breasts mean to me. (First off I am not small cheasted. Nor am I a walking freak show)
1) That finding a bra that works is akin to the trials of Hercules. (Note hard to find cute big girl bras? No Vickie?s for me)
2) Going into Vickie?s and being tormented by the staff. I would tell them they don?t carry my size. And the perky little so and so would say ?We go to 38 DD? If I tried to wear a 38 DD at some point it would explode and you would hear about some tragic accident where 8 people died and 10 others were injured.)
3) Forget shirts that button. Not going to happen
4) Tank tops are another problem? the ones with built in bras aren?t supportive enough.
5) Sports are uncomfortable even with the world?s best sports bra (Uniboob is not fun) Golf, not possible. Running, black eyes. Bowling, need to push one to the center.
6) They start drooping right away? the only ones that are perky are fake (It is a sad moment when are sitting in the tub and realize you look like Buddha. And I am not talking the young skinny one either)
7) Going braless is not an option.
8 ) Neither is going braless and running up or down the stairs.
9) Strapless bras are a cruel cruel invention. (If we can put a man in space why can?t we make a strapless that works?)
10) Getting men to pay attention to any other part of your body can be difficult.
I am sure there are more? or if you have any to share feel free.
k
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| Manners people! |
| 04.17.06 (3:25 pm) [edit] |
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I was going to write a post about my weekend, but decided that I was too distracted to do so. That and the work day is ending for me.
What am I going to write about then? The subject says it all. How hard is it to say "excuse me" or "thank you"? Or to hold the door open for the person behind you? Or to not stand in the doorway talking to someone? I am growing increasingly frustrated with the whole "Me first then you" attitued. It is like thier iPods and cell phones have sucked all manners from their bodies. Today I had several people bump in to me and several doors not held. It just takes a matter of seconds and most of us are not rushing off to operate on someone. And for goddess' sake please don't honk your horns if the person ahead of you takes a second before moving forward... I wait since people often blow through the red lights. Honking is just annoying.
Just be nice, that is all I ask. I don't think it is too much. If it is then just piss off! ;)
k
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| Holy Jell-o |
| 04.13.06 (2:43 pm) [edit] |
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WOW
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| smiles and tears |
| 04.13.06 (9:35 am) [edit] |
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Not sure why, but yesterday I felt on the verge of tears all day. I had a hard time working last night because of it. I just felt like all my nerves were exposed. Thankfully I am much better today. I got an email from an etsy customer who I was a bit worried wouldn't be happy with the photo I sent her. It didn't print out right so I had the photo place redo the photo adjusting the image a bit. (It had cut off a big part of the top of the buildings in the photo) I mailed it out on Monday and hadn't really expected to hear from her yet. She loved both which is a relief. I hate having negative feedback. For fun check out ZeFrank's page. Lots of great instructional videos. And on the left he has his Knowledge feature... he thinks so you son't have to. Enjoy. Off to the post office! k |
| Took too long to write this |
| 04.11.06 (9:21 am) [edit] |
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Happy Tuesday! I am feeling somewhat refreshed after taking yesterday off. I am also quite excited that I sold 3 photos and 1 bracelet in the last few days. The sun is shining and I might go out at lunch and take some new photos. I sliced my finger on a new rotary blade Thursday night and I am being a big baby about it. It was my right thumb which means I am constantly hitting it. Here is a scene Friday at the post office talking about my injury... The players; Me, Rick, LaDawn and Molassas Woman (The last 2 are postal workers) Trust me it is funnier when you hear it. I had Verlaine in tears.
Scene opens with me and LaDawn talking about paper cuts and eating potato chips. R: Is she bugging you? K: I hurt my thumb. (holding up bandaged thumb) R: Did she rip the package out of your hands? She is know for doing that. K: No. Cut myself on a rotary blade. R: You look like you lost a lot of blood. LD: laughing K: I used to be your color. (Pointing to Rick's hand which is quite dark compared to my pasty white self.) MW: nervously laughing R: Wow, you really did lose a lot of blood. Thought your voice sounded different. K: And I lost all sense of rhythm R: I didn't want to say anything. LD is in tears she is laughing so hard. MW still laughing nervously not quite sure how to take things.
I love Rick. He has such a great sense of humor. It is a nice to joke with someone like this.
Okay, I need to get some work done.
k
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| I hate math |
| 04.06.06 (9:17 am) [edit] |
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Okay, big sigh here. I really misjudged my checking account, thought it wouldn't be bad if they fees weren't so high. Anyway I am having a sale in my etsy shop . Half off a lot of items if anyone is interested. I need to get better about my math skills.
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| The Sampler |
| 04.05.06 (3:28 pm) [edit] |
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Here is the newest thing I am going to try. This woman puts together monthly sample packets made of indie artists' wears and indie businesses too. I emailed her photos of my cards and she said I could go ahead and send her some. I hope this drums up some business. But if it doesn't at least I got making stuff again... I have been a little lazy the last few weeks. Off to LSV. k
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| Plugging away |
| 04.04.06 (3:38 pm) [edit] |
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I have come to the conclusion that I am never going to enjoy exercising. Not that it was a bit revelation, but I still held out some hope. I wish I could be one of those people who looked forward to running, biking, whatever. Nope, I am doing it because I have to. It is this or go on cholestoral meds in the next few years. I dislike that idea more than exercising. even with the breast reduction I haven't changed my mind, exercising is just a bit easier than before. I have tried tapes, going to the gym, finding a workout buddy nothing works. I am not coordinated enough for aerobics, and I have tried. Bike riding was okay when I was a kid, but I wouldn't trust myself out on the roads these days. And honestly I didn't like it enough to want to hassle with a bike rack to go somewhere safe. Rollerblade? Not going to dignify that with and answer. I can't afford a gym membership and all those machines mystify me. So, until they find a pill form of exercise I will walk with the old folks at the mall, or if the weather ever gets nice, outside. k |
| zzzz |
| 04.03.06 (9:58 am) [edit] |
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I am really exhausted... this springing forward is not so much fun. Especially since I normally go to bed after midnight and get up around 5:30. Last night it was about 1. Strange dreams kept waking me up too. Went to the doctor on Thursday. First off let me say my doctor rocks. (Well usually I see the Physicians Assistant, but he rocks too.) I called at 1:15 and had an appointment at 2:30. That is right a little over an hour later. I got an inhaler since I am having problems breathing. Not asthma, but more the exercise induced lung issues. Not breathing is no fun. I also got some cream for an itch that was driving me crazy. The P.A. wasn't sure what was up since it was only in one area and had no other symptoms like hives. And he ran some blood work to see if anything else was up. And he removed some skin tags for me. I love when my trips to the doctor's office accomplish more than one thing. Crazy weather around here. A tornado hit about 15 minutes from my house. Today we are supposed to have snow. It is 51 degrees right now. Go figure. More walking this weekend. And probably more tonight. Let's hope I don't fall asleep mid stride. k
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