I sit here tonight at my computer going over things in my head from past moments and from things that have happened now. One thing is certain though... Through everything that has happened to me in my insignificant life, I know one absolute...
You live only once, so use what time you have, do what you want, and screw anyone else who has an opinion on it! Because it's just that... an opinion! If they don't like it, well, then they don't have to talk about it or look at what you're doing.
People can be incredibly ridiculous when it comes to things that don't even involve them in any ways! For example, when my brother (who lives out of state with my mom) came to visit my dad a little while ago, and brought his girlfriend with him, he made his opinion known about how I'm teaching Toby... My dad told me that he was complaining about how Toby doesn't talk enough for a kid his age.
There are a few things wrong with his opinion, to start out with...
#1. He barely sees Toby once every 6 months if he's lucky.
#2. My son speaks over 30 words when he wants to, he just chooses to say his made up ramblings instead.
And #3. Kids his age are supposed to be talking around 20-24 words, so he's in a sense ahead of the game.
So my brother was way off key in saying what he said. He had no right to say that about my ways of teaching. Yeah, it rubbed me the wrong way for a little bit - about a week - but then I got to thinking... He's not Toby's father, Jason is. He's just an uncle that Toby sees once in a blue moon, so his opinion doesn't really count.
And I've started taking that aspect with everything as well. Yeah, I'll listen to people's opinions, but they're just that... their opinions, and they have no right to try and make me do anything I don't want to do.
I kinda feel bad for Jason, though. He has this truck, it's an awesome truck, but it's got a lot of custom stuff on it, meaning if it broke, we'd be up poo-creek without a paddle in fixing it. We were really lucky this time around when it broke. The part was stock, so we're able to get it fixed for a rather decent price. But because of this, Jason has decided to sell his "car baby" and buy a different car. One that is easier on gas and looks nice.
We have a family vehicle that is 4 wheel drive, so a family vehicle isn't needed. And like the title of this blog, you only live once... You're only given one life to live, so you should live it up, right? Well, Jason had found a decently priced Fire Bird that was in amazing shape and not too far from where we live. We had talked it over, and my thoughts on the matter were... Well, we have a family vehicle and a 4 wheel drive vehicle, so why not. (And really, if they're is one opinion that should matter, it should only be your spouse, since you live with them.) I also wouldn't mind the car because that way when we go on dates, we can take the amazing looking car that's sexy rather then the family axiom that's, well... family like.
But I guess today when he was at work and told someone about it, they told him it was a rediculous and stupid plan... And then I guess his father told him that as well... Poor Jason. He was shattered. But what I can't seem to get through to him is that it's their opinion, and they don't have a right to really be saying that to him, since it's not their life, it's his.
So words of advice for those of you reading this... If you aren't really an intrical part of someone's life, then don't degrade them when they tell you something that fills them with joy... Especially if it's to my husband. Because now I want to pulverize the people who dashed his hopes, even though they technically should not be dashed. And now he's looking at vehicles that look stupid and bulky and aren't sport's cars... Ugh! Now my hopes are dashed as well... Bravo stupid people, bravo! Now I have a legal rite to pulverize you for what I believe in!
I WANT A SPORT'S CAR! If I can't technically own one because I'm a soccer momma, then sure as shit, I want my husband to! I want to be able to go out on a date and feel sexy in a car that sleek, fast, and basically purrs my name as the engine revs... not some clunky two bit car that just gets him to work and back... Then I'd be stuck driving all the time in y axiom and I don't always like to drive.
So, moral of this blog that I wasn't even going to write until hubby told me about his car trouble... Keep your opinions to yourself if it's along the lines of... "That's a stupid plan! Do something else!" Because frankly, I'll find every opportunity to tell you at every point, "That's a stupid plan, do something else!" Even if it's a good plan, I'll sow the seeds of doubt into that tiny one track mind of yours and ruin that wonderful scheme you had going, just because you did it to my hubby...
Yes, I can be downright evil when it calls for it, and I don't care how many Dark Side points I'd get from it. I'll do it because I stick up for what's mine, and really (I look behind myself at my hubby) he's mine.
Parents all over the world, if your kids are grown up and moved out... If they tell you an idea, just smile, nod, and go, "Well gee, that sounds interesting." But never! NEVER! Tell them it's a stupid idea! My dad gave up on that idea a while ago when I told him I was getting married to Jason. When he told me it was a stupid idea, I reamember getting agitated with him to the point of storming out of the house. It was after that, that he stopped saying that kind of stuff, He now keeps his mouth closed if I tell him something that he's not too keen on.
So please... please, please, please. Keep opinions to yourself unless it directly involves you, or someone like me might be uppercutting your face in the future.
Well, I have rebels to kill, bounties to hunt, and credits to claim. So, on this final note... Bounty Hunter OUT!
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Blogging is for the professionals, so why am I doing this again? Cat, anyone, ideas?
Blogging. I've heard people talk about it. My friend has one. People have told me I should start one, and yet, I never have. I had never wanted to conform to what everyone else was doing at the time. I always loved to go my own path, which usually meant going to opposite way of everyone else.
Everyone was writing about themselves. I just couldn't do it, and I still think that I'm not very good at it... But give me a song list featuring the Beatles and Metallica, and you've got the right concoction for a good fantasy/sci fi fiction coming from these nimble fingertips that are able to snatch a running 21 month old from thin air. Haha.
I had wanted to write about my friend's and I's journeys in the world of SWTOR, but I've restarted this blog I think about twenty times (and I'm not exaggerating there) and I just can't get it right unless I were to make it a short story, and I don't believe blogs are supposed to be short stories. Nope, I just researched it. It's supposed to be journal entry after journal entry about the person's every day life or their opinions or something along those lines...
If that's the case, then I'm completely screwed in that department, that's for sure. I failed miserably, even at a little age, of trying the diary or journal thing. Looking back at them, I always seemed to make up a character for that day and write down what they did, but in a story sense. But I guess I can try this thing, since there are quite a few people out there that want to read a blog from me. (Still unsure why, since the funniest I get is when I talk in vent.)
Being 24 with two little kids can be quite the hassle, and leave little time to write anything these days. But there are those moments where Toby is sitting in his room watching Star Wars: The Clone Wars, and Aidan is playing in the pack in play, leaving me to scratch the top of my head and wonder what I should be doing. Yeah, some of the house needs cleaned, but I usually wait until I put Toby to bed to do that trivial stuff, that way I'm not repeating myself 20 times that day for something that should only have been done once.
I sit here now, wishing I was writing more to a story that I have started about two of my characters from SWTOR. While playing the game, you don't quite get the in depth that I had wanted. They don't really delve into things too far. Well, they can't. It would probably loose people left and right if it did. So I thought to myself as I was playing, "Ya know, I've always had these characters locked in my head and never had a reason to write down on paper about them." It was the realization that hit when the Legacy System was unlocked that really jet started me into putting down on paper about these two that are so close to my heart.
Zeik Helikias and his legacy that follows him and Ulic Balios, his faithful Bounty Hunter companion. These two are my passion in a sense with writing. I could sit down, with my music playing, and write out fifteen pages about the two and their adventures in only a few hours. (Which I actually did last night in around three hours time.)
That's my true passion, actually. Writing. Yeah, I love being mommy during the day and playing SWTOR at night with my friends after the kids have been taken care of, but my real passion is writing about characters that have been stuck in my head for years without anywhere to wander except deeper into my mind and on more adventures as their time goes on. People have said to me that I should become a writer, but I just can't, I don't think. I like writing about my characters from Star Wars, from World of Warcraft, and I couldn't get those published. I doubt George Lucas would read my work and smile before going, "Wow! That's actually pretty interesting! Let's get it published and put on shelves!" No, I bet he'd start reading it, laugh and then look up before going, "This is a pile of crap for the Star Wars Universe! You disgrace my work by doing something like this!" And Blizzard would laugh in my face at the thought of Desiterus Celestius being something fit for a story.
And that fear is why I haven't put up any of my writings where people can see them. I have my faithful writing buddy Liz, who reads them and inspires me a little with her words, but she's the only one that ever reads the stuff. I don't even allow my husband to read it for fear of him thinking its crap.
It would be awesome though, if I could get it published, but that's just an ultimate fantasy that I have that will never come to pass. You see all these other people writing about different people in the Star Wars Universe, and I'd love to be one of them, because I research everything before writing a chapter (sadly), but dreams are meant to stay just that... dreams.
But back to the blogging thing, since I seem to be getting off track a little... what am I talking about, I got off by a whole continent in a sense with that tangent about writing.
But what can I say about myself that I haven't really said already? See, I'm not good at the writing about myself thing. Writing epic journeys about other people and their lives is such simple work to me, but writing my opinions and my life down... It's just ridiculously hard and I can't seem to do it. So the question of the day to those reading out there...
Is it possible to write about someone else's adventures in a blog? Or does it have to be about your day or your opinions? Because my days are usually all the same and my opinions just stay that, my opinions (and are never aired to the public.). Some Feedback would be interesting about this, since I know I've probably botched this thing called a blog (which probably isn't even a blog).
I would love to blog about Ulic and Zeik's lives, it would definately be more interesting, but is that allowed?
The many questions that fill my head with no one here to answer them except my trust lab/terrier mix Ella and my youngest son Aidan, who is drinking his bottle at this point in time. My oldest, Tobias, is happily in his room watching Master Yoda and three clones fight off Ventress' droids... Yes, I know most of the scenes from Star Wars: the Clone Wars. It's my duty as a mommy to know those things and the theme songs from things.
Of course, that group of misfits really don't have an opinion about blogs or actually known anything of it. So I sit here, wondering to myself if the people reading this are laughing their asses off at how much of a poor excuse this is for a blog, or if they're actually rather interested. Or, a third option... they're just so incredibly confused that they've closed out of this and forgotten completely about it.
Who knows, who cares, really. For those of you who have made it this far into the entry and are still reading, I congratulate you with big 'yays' and a round of applause.
And now I bid you all adeau, for I have mommy duty once again that is calling my name by the yells of my two sons. Oh, and Cat... remind me again why I wanted to do this? It's harder then I thought it would be... WAY harder.
Everyone was writing about themselves. I just couldn't do it, and I still think that I'm not very good at it... But give me a song list featuring the Beatles and Metallica, and you've got the right concoction for a good fantasy/sci fi fiction coming from these nimble fingertips that are able to snatch a running 21 month old from thin air. Haha.
I had wanted to write about my friend's and I's journeys in the world of SWTOR, but I've restarted this blog I think about twenty times (and I'm not exaggerating there) and I just can't get it right unless I were to make it a short story, and I don't believe blogs are supposed to be short stories. Nope, I just researched it. It's supposed to be journal entry after journal entry about the person's every day life or their opinions or something along those lines...
If that's the case, then I'm completely screwed in that department, that's for sure. I failed miserably, even at a little age, of trying the diary or journal thing. Looking back at them, I always seemed to make up a character for that day and write down what they did, but in a story sense. But I guess I can try this thing, since there are quite a few people out there that want to read a blog from me. (Still unsure why, since the funniest I get is when I talk in vent.)
Being 24 with two little kids can be quite the hassle, and leave little time to write anything these days. But there are those moments where Toby is sitting in his room watching Star Wars: The Clone Wars, and Aidan is playing in the pack in play, leaving me to scratch the top of my head and wonder what I should be doing. Yeah, some of the house needs cleaned, but I usually wait until I put Toby to bed to do that trivial stuff, that way I'm not repeating myself 20 times that day for something that should only have been done once.
I sit here now, wishing I was writing more to a story that I have started about two of my characters from SWTOR. While playing the game, you don't quite get the in depth that I had wanted. They don't really delve into things too far. Well, they can't. It would probably loose people left and right if it did. So I thought to myself as I was playing, "Ya know, I've always had these characters locked in my head and never had a reason to write down on paper about them." It was the realization that hit when the Legacy System was unlocked that really jet started me into putting down on paper about these two that are so close to my heart.
Zeik Helikias and his legacy that follows him and Ulic Balios, his faithful Bounty Hunter companion. These two are my passion in a sense with writing. I could sit down, with my music playing, and write out fifteen pages about the two and their adventures in only a few hours. (Which I actually did last night in around three hours time.)
That's my true passion, actually. Writing. Yeah, I love being mommy during the day and playing SWTOR at night with my friends after the kids have been taken care of, but my real passion is writing about characters that have been stuck in my head for years without anywhere to wander except deeper into my mind and on more adventures as their time goes on. People have said to me that I should become a writer, but I just can't, I don't think. I like writing about my characters from Star Wars, from World of Warcraft, and I couldn't get those published. I doubt George Lucas would read my work and smile before going, "Wow! That's actually pretty interesting! Let's get it published and put on shelves!" No, I bet he'd start reading it, laugh and then look up before going, "This is a pile of crap for the Star Wars Universe! You disgrace my work by doing something like this!" And Blizzard would laugh in my face at the thought of Desiterus Celestius being something fit for a story.
And that fear is why I haven't put up any of my writings where people can see them. I have my faithful writing buddy Liz, who reads them and inspires me a little with her words, but she's the only one that ever reads the stuff. I don't even allow my husband to read it for fear of him thinking its crap.
It would be awesome though, if I could get it published, but that's just an ultimate fantasy that I have that will never come to pass. You see all these other people writing about different people in the Star Wars Universe, and I'd love to be one of them, because I research everything before writing a chapter (sadly), but dreams are meant to stay just that... dreams.
But back to the blogging thing, since I seem to be getting off track a little... what am I talking about, I got off by a whole continent in a sense with that tangent about writing.
But what can I say about myself that I haven't really said already? See, I'm not good at the writing about myself thing. Writing epic journeys about other people and their lives is such simple work to me, but writing my opinions and my life down... It's just ridiculously hard and I can't seem to do it. So the question of the day to those reading out there...
Is it possible to write about someone else's adventures in a blog? Or does it have to be about your day or your opinions? Because my days are usually all the same and my opinions just stay that, my opinions (and are never aired to the public.). Some Feedback would be interesting about this, since I know I've probably botched this thing called a blog (which probably isn't even a blog).
I would love to blog about Ulic and Zeik's lives, it would definately be more interesting, but is that allowed?
The many questions that fill my head with no one here to answer them except my trust lab/terrier mix Ella and my youngest son Aidan, who is drinking his bottle at this point in time. My oldest, Tobias, is happily in his room watching Master Yoda and three clones fight off Ventress' droids... Yes, I know most of the scenes from Star Wars: the Clone Wars. It's my duty as a mommy to know those things and the theme songs from things.
Of course, that group of misfits really don't have an opinion about blogs or actually known anything of it. So I sit here, wondering to myself if the people reading this are laughing their asses off at how much of a poor excuse this is for a blog, or if they're actually rather interested. Or, a third option... they're just so incredibly confused that they've closed out of this and forgotten completely about it.
Who knows, who cares, really. For those of you who have made it this far into the entry and are still reading, I congratulate you with big 'yays' and a round of applause.
And now I bid you all adeau, for I have mommy duty once again that is calling my name by the yells of my two sons. Oh, and Cat... remind me again why I wanted to do this? It's harder then I thought it would be... WAY harder.
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