Growing Up Blows

Let's face it.... Growing up sucks.  You go from being that adorable child that everyone loved to an bitter and cynical adult.  The small things that once held joy to you like finding a four-leaf clover or chasing fire flies no longer appeal to you.  Instead of spending days laughing and having fun with friends, you spend days working.  Even if you're not at work, there's always work to be done around the house... Yard work, house work, cooking, caring for your own children, feeding pets, laundry, etc.  The movies you watched as a kid are now being watched by your kids and you're seeing hidden meanings and things you didn't catch as a child...

What's he REALLY smoking in that hookah??

Is she REALLY talking about tomato soup??

Things make more sense as you grow up, but at what cost?  Your innocence and child-like wonder?  Is it really worth being a "grown-up"?

When I was growing up, both my mother and my father would watch cartoons and Disney movies with me.  This is how I felt...

OMG THE COLORS!!  OMG THE MAGIC!!  OMG *LOVE*!!

That's what most kids in front of the TV are like, you know?  I wasn't an exception to that.  I used to think my mom and dad loved watching cartoons and Disney movies with me.  Well, in later life I found out that wasn't quite true.  This is how my mom felt...

She hated it.  I was banned from watching "Alvin and the

Chipmunks" because she couldn't stand their voices...

I must admit to feeling some major disappointment when I found that out.  I was probably around the age of 7 or 8 when her disdain started showing.  Later (around the age of 15 or 16) I found out how my dad felt...

Dad LOVED it!  He will STILL watch Disney movies with me and

I'm 22 and he's 46!  We embrace our inner children.

I want you to know that my dad and I have a very different way of looking at things.  We embrace our inner children.  Basically, we're grown up, but we only act like adults when we have to.  We both still think fart jokes are funny.  We laugh at people getting injured on TV.  We watch South Park together.  And those old movies that were cool when I was a kid have a TOTALLY different kind of humor to them now!! 

As for me, I still find joy in the small things.  I still notice little animal footprints in the dirt.  I still like to play in the mud.  I still notice all the different colors of the sky during the sunset.  I find myself noticing little things that bring me delight and joy that other people just.... Overlook.  Like the other day I saw a red balloon stuck in a pine tree.  That just tickled me pink, because I couldn't imagine where this balloon had come from!  I was trying so hard to point it out to my friend and she just never saw it.  Even when I pointed straight at it.  She finally got frustrated and said "only YOU can notice silly things like that..."

Yes.  I get joy out of simplistic things.  I know Santa isn't real, but I still get that "giddy child" feeling when I wake up on Christmas morning and my stocking has stuff in it.  Who says you have to let go of things like that just because you get older?  Sure, somethings like the tooth fairy you have to let go because one day you run out of baby teeth to lose.  But pass that joy on to your kids or nieces and nephews!  Don't let the wonder of childhood die.

Kids these days are exposed to so much violence now at such an early age.  Elementary school kids are bringing guns to school.  GUNS!!  When I was a kid we brought GigaPets to school!  Society is already doing it's best to strip children of their innocence before they're old enough to even comprehend what being an adult means.  Why continue that horrid process in the home?

Parents - Encourage you're children to be children while they still can.  It's the best thing you can do for them in this crazy messed-up world we all live in.

Scooter Out.

I Feel The Need To Write About Something Intellectually Stimulating...

But I really have no idea as to what.  How peanut butter was invented?  Monogamous penguin relationships?  The history of the yo-yo?  WHAT??? 

If anyone has an intellectually stimulating topic they would like me to blog about, let me know and I'll do it!!

Scooter Out.

I'm Going To Whine So Deal With It

It's not even 7am and I'm at work.  I therefore feel like whining so just deal with it.

I have heartburn that's trying to crack my sternum into pieces.  I have NO idea what gave it to me because I've only eaten my Special K bar so far today.  But, either way, I'm sitting in my cube working with one hand and clutching my heart that I'm sure is going to explode at any second with the other.  People are kinda looking at me like "Ummm.... Wtf??"

Being that I'm a carrier for Staph, any small cut or pimple or anything that breaks the surface of my skin can turn into a raging infection if I'm not careful.  And I do try to be careful.  I've taken I don't know how many horse pill sized antibiotics, I have to shower with hospital grade antibacterial body wash twice per week until I die.  It's that stuff they give you before you have surgery and tell you to bathe with.  It dries my skin out and makes me itch like mad.  But I seem to have cut myself shaving two days ago and the cut is already starting to look red and slightly gross.  So me, peroxide, and Neosporin are all becoming fast friends.  I REALLY don't want to have to deal with going to the Dr. to have a massive nasty puss-filled infection thing lanced.  It hurts.  Sorry if that grossed anyone out.  I told you I was whining....


I am allergic to.... Pretty much everything.  You know that nerdy kid that you probably were disgusted by in elementary school who was always sneezing or wheezing and had the ever-present pack of Kleenex on their desk?  Yup... That was me.  Still is to an extent.  It sucks.  But anyways, a big thing I'm allergic to is perfumes, air fresheners and the like.  But I guess some people don't think to ask "Does anyone have asthma or allergies" before they spray 6 squirts of a VERY strong air freshener in an enclosed room.  Before I knew it I was coughing and wheezing and had to remove myself for a few moments.  It's still a bit challenging for me in the breathing department at this current time.  But I'm not dead yet so I think I'll be fine.

But on the up-side, I just got a good hug from a co-worker of mine who smells stupidly sexy.  So I think my day may be looking up.  :P

I don't usually indulge in whining but I decided that it was appropriate for now.  I'm sure the starving children in Africa that my mom used to guilt-trip me with when I didn't want to eat her dry and stiff pork chops are having a worse day than me.  But then again.... Perhaps not...

Scooter Out.

The Drops That Fall To The Beat Of My Heart

The Drops That Fall To the Beat Of My Heart:

A drip

A beat

A second

Reality washing away in rivers

Soaking my soul

Filling my mind with wild ideas

Love

Hope

Peace

A drip

A beat

A second

A second that passes you can't get back

Life continues on

Never minding the absence of sun

Birds fly

Deer run

Squirrels play

A drip

A beat

A second

The time that passes

And the rain that falls

We are one

With each drop of rain comes the beat of my heart

Thunder rolls

Lightning crashes

Wind blows

A drip

A beat

A second

So.... This just kinda.... Came to me.  I was watching it rain out the window and POOF!!  There it was.  Hope you enjoy.  :)

Scooter Out.

Snickers Marathon Bars Taste Like Crap

So this morning I was in the convenience store getting my daily dose of Diet Coke and a muffin, when I looked over and saw this...

I thought to myself "Hmmm.... I bet this will be tasty!  Just like a Snickers Bar!" and I grabbed one.  It cost me $1.89.  Now, if I'm gonna pay $1.89 for a glorified granola bar, it had better be pretty freakin tasty.  But the words "Chewy Chocolaty Peanut" made it sound oh so delicious.

Upon getting to work, I sat for a while and did a few things and then I decided, "Well, since I'm hungry, how about I chomp on my energy bar!"  I grabbed and unwrapped.  Now, I must say, it didn't look as appealing as it did in the picture, but what food ever does??

Anyways, now that I've validated my point, I shall continue on in my story.

I decided not to judge by the way this Snickers Marathon Bar looked and I took a bite.  It wasn't what I expected.  Honestly, I thought it would taste just like a freakin Snickers, but without the shape of one.  Or something along those lines.  No.  But I thought "Maybe my taste buds are still screwy from brushing my teeth this morning..." and I took yet another bite.  Still not what I expected.

I consumed about half of this bar before I decided that I couldn't take it anymore and threw it in the trash bin.  Which means that out of the $1.89 I spent in the thing, I wasted about $0.95 of it.  I could have gotten a cranberry granola crunch bar for that!!  And those are the shiz!!

I suppose if I was asked to describe the taste I'd go for chocolate covered cardboard.  And, yes, I've actually tasted cardboard, so don't think I can't compare it to that.  Cardboard is freakin nasty.  Just sayin... 

Snickers.... You let me down.  I am disappoint.  I'm not sure if I should be more frightened by the fact that Snickers put their name on something that tasted that bad or by the fact that Nestle owns the Purina Dog Food Company (makes you wonder what's REALLY in the Nestle Crunch bar, doesn't it?).  I think they both frighten me equally. 

So, the next time you're in your local convenience store getting your daily dose of Diet Coke and a muffin and you look over and see this siren Snickers Marathon Bar beckoning to you.... Resist the call.  You will regret it.  Unless you enjoy chocolate covered cardboard.  In that case... Go for it.

Scooter Out.

Holy Crap

I'm burnt out.  I can't even begin to tell you how much work I've done today.  Probably about a day and a half worth.  My eyes hurt.  Is that even possible??   My freaking eyes hurt!!!

It's raining again.  I get to go home in 30 minutes and all I can think about is a hot shower and my bed.  And maybe a movie.  Maybe.  If I can manage to stay awake that long.  Is it bad that the thought of dinner hasn't really crossed my mind? 

Holy goodness it just hit me that I have liquor in my fridge...  TOTALLY having a good stiff drink this evening.  Thank goodness for whiskey.  Like, for shiz.... It is going to save my life tonight.  Good sleep, here I come!!

So, I made a discovery.  Lions really just want shoes...

Well.... I'm going home.

To the whiskey.... AWAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!

Scooter Out.

Day 18

Hmmm.... It appears that I failed to post something I was grateful for yesterday.  In all honesty, I really don't think this exercise is going to last all year.  I thought it would take the entire year to make me learn to be grateful for my job, but I've already reached that point.  Soooo.... I'm thinking of cutting this exercise off.  Still not quite sure though.

I've always been grateful for (most of) the people I worked with and for the days I was able to go home early or not be overly stressed about meeting a Service Level Agreement.  But now I'm just grateful to have this job.  It's an easy job at which I am very good.  Sure, it may have given me carpal tunnel, but I'll live through that.  :P

I told myself when I got this job that I'd keep it through my college education.  Well, now that there's a light at the end of the tunnel and it's looking to be two years or less until I graduate, I think that may be a realistic goal.  Now, when I go after my Master's, that may be a different story.  It depends on if I decide to move for that or not.  For now, I'm here and I'm committing myself to this job.  I was blessed in getting it.

So.... For now, I'm going to take a break from my daily grateful blogs.  I may pick it back up later, but for now.... I'm done.

Scooter Out.