Pickers and Choosers

Did you know...

Leviticus in the Bible says:

Leviticus18:22 "Do not have sexual relations with a man as one does with a woman; that is detestable"

However Leviticus 19 also says:

²³ “‘When you enter the land and plant any kind of fruit tree, regard its fruit as forbidden.^[b] For three years you are to consider it forbidden^[c]; it must not be eaten. ²⁴ In the fourth year all its fruit will be holy, an offering of praise to the LORD. ²⁵ But in the fifth year you may eat its fruit. In this way your harvest will be increased. I am the LORD your God.

Wow, we have to wait five years before we can even eat the fruit that we have been growing. That is quite a lay period, too bad for farmers.

²⁶ “‘Do not eat any meat with the blood still in it.

No more juicy steak, burn that meat to black!!!

²⁷ “‘Do not cut the hair at the sides of your head or clip off the edges of your beard.

Really??

²⁸ “‘Do not cut your bodies for the dead or put tattoo marks on yourselves. I am the LORD.

All those with tattoos begone, even if they are about the LORD, they are still wrong according to this!

³¹ “‘Do not turn to mediums or seek out spiritists, for you will be defiled by them. I am the LORD your God.

Shout out to Madame Vera...you, my dear, are out of business.

To all those who are reading and believe in Christ the Lord and enforce the rules that gays should not be married...all I ask is that if you are going to enforce one rule, enforce them all. You cannot just pick and choose what you like to enforce, that purely is not fair to the rest of the world. Thank You and have a nice day!

Do what you do for you.

Everything seems tricky these days, compared to younger days I mean. School, friends, family and even body image. There are so many different types of body images in the world and when I mean body image I mean what you think of yourself, what you think of your body. You can think you are skinny, fat, athletic, ugly, pretty, average, decent, discusting and on and on and on.

Things get a lot more complicated when other people are in the picture that control or have a take on your body image which is always the case. There is always somebody who thinks you are perfect and always someone who thinks you could use a little work. Too much fat, too much muscle, too skinny, too flabby, too awkward there will always be ways that people can describe you and make you seem unaccepted as a person.

I, myself am fighting with a very important person in my life over my body image. This person thinks I need to change it, need to become skinnier, fitter, and in a better shape over all where I look at myself in the mirror and think that I have a great body. Sure, I am not the skinniest in the middle but it is smooth and I have lots of curve. I don't see anything wrong with this but in light of her decision I decided that I would try to lose some weight for her.

So i went to a dietition and she checked out what I eat. I cut out cheese and turned down the calories on many things I eat. To most people this would not be easy but somehow a long shopping experience and a transition to my new diet has not been such a big deal. Maybe this is because I don't give much thought to what I am eating during the rest of the day. I am too busy too normally but when it comes to a time to eat I ask myself, "What can I eat that I will get the most energy out of and will be good for me?" Now, many people asking this question would scratch out the what is good for me because it is not a legit question to ask but my revolution is why not take care of yourself? I take care of others so much that I sometimes forget about myself and my needs, so if DDing for my friends, eating before I go to a restaurant and overall eating well can take care of my body so I can then take care of others is a good idea. Sure, i'm down...

Weather I lose weight or not right now, I don't care. So far, if I can still look at myself everyday in the mirror and think that I look good and beautiful and healthy in my body image then that is good enough for me. :)

Colorado Boys, they're undeniable.

This last week I went to Colorado. Estes Park to be exact to visit my lovely and charming friend Gabrielle McMaster. With all the sights, places, people and special boys I had the BEST time of my life. I want to go back and stay and never leave. Everyone was soo nice, soo great, sooo wierd. haha Yes, as I have mentioned before I am incredibly wierd and odd because I do what I want when I want to. I don't conform or listen to other people tell me who I am or who I need to be. I met this group of people who were just like me, they were themselves in every way possible. Wierd, odd and out there. They did not care what others thought of them and because I thought they were the coolest thing since the crazy flower sprinkler they accepted me into their family. I felt wanted and a part of something for the first time in a long time. They invited me to do things and helped me with whatever I wanted. I also got the celebrity treatment in the town of Estes Park. It was absolutely grand. I also met a boy. He is amazing and wierd and nerdy and he thought that I was the best thing. It was sooo incredibly depressing when I had to leave him and the rest of the group. I love my life and my job and my friends but I wish I could have stayed with that group forever! Oh colorado...I love thee colorado!

Never Positive..But So Quick To Be Negative

This morning I was suppose to be at my shift for lifeguarding at 6:30 am. Well, I got a call at about 6:30 this morning from the UREC, the place where i lifeguard, saying that I had a shift at 6:30. As I launched out of bed saying "oh shit" I realized that I screwed up. I apologized a million times in a second and told them in an awakened voice that I would be right there. It's amazing how fast you can wake up and stay awake once you screwed up. So as I rushed to throw on my bathing suit first off putting it on backwards and having to change while running towards my purse and keys, I thought, man I screwed up but I shouldn't be in too much of trouble. I rushed out the door, forgetting to turn my house alarm off and rushed to the screech to turn it off before ADT called me wondering what was going down. As I got into the car and zipped out of the driveway, I thought to myself that what I just did was the fastest time I have ever gone from dead sleep to work.

I arrived to the pool at approximately 8 minutes after getting off the phone with the man at the front desk and as I reached the booth to sign in I saw my negative report sitting right there on the desk. A negative report is just a piece of blue paper that somebody writes what you did wrong on it and turns it in. Basically, it is tattling in the easy non-confrontational type way and I hope everyone else agrees with me that it is the most completely ridiculous and childish thing that a college university could do at one of it's facilities but I go along with it because I love working at the pool.

I love the people that come in, the other lifeguards, the chlorine and the constant feeling of being in the presence of a body of water. The other half of the facility besides the pool however, I rather despise. They sit around and watch people work out...oh wait my bad they sit around and do homework and get paid the same money as us, the lifeguards, for a whole lot less responsibility but for some reason they look at us as nothings. Honestly I am sick and tired of it, but I digress. So as I was sitting at my post watching the one patron that came into that pool during that horrifying morning shift and I thought, you know I do a lot more for this place than many of the other people. Lifeguards in fact do a lot more than many of the other workers here and we get disrespected and looked down on. First off, we have to get 3 certifications. First aid, AED, and Lifeguard Certified and if you were ever a lifeguard you know that it isn't anything easy! Second off, we don't get to sit around and do our homework, we actually have to involve ourselves into these people, the ones swimming at the pool, lives.

When a person walks into the pool the first thing that must happen is that we must evaluate them or judge them on if we think they will be able to swim or not and as sad as it is we have to use things such as age and race to judge. Race, fortunately, has become a lot less of a factor in these later years which is so great because I like it when all people will be perfectly fine in the pool. Second, we have to base how well they can swim on how they act around the water at first touch. Usually a person who jumps in right away is good to go but those who are hesitant, not so much. Third, if something happens to them we must save them in our best way possible. We must be in physical shape to save them, henceforth why most lifeguards are in shape not just because we need to look good in swim suits, although that may be part of the case for some of us! ;)

Thirdly, there are 6 guards on duty for about 40 hours that need to be filled each week. Oh and there must always be two guards on duty. Therefore 3 sets of two guards cover 40 hours plus the extra hours/special events that happen in a week. To get an estimate there is usually about 5 to 10 special event hours each week. I have another job and it is tough for me to get a lot of hours at the pool so whenever I get a call asking me to come in, if I have the time I will drop everything I have, and I have done this quite a bit, to go into work and work a shift just so people can get into the pool. I have taught extra swim lessons for no money, I have come in early for special events and I have stayed late. I have cleaned the pool and reorganized. All of these things I did not have to do. I had no obligation to them but I did them out of the goodness of my heart because I love this job. However, have I ever gotten a positive write up for any of the things mentioned? Have I gotten a slap on the back or a thank you? Of course not, but as soon as I make one little mistake about a shift I don't even have regularly a permanent black sticker is put on my profile. UNFAIR!!

Now I am going to write one nasty letter to the head boss...wish me luck!!

K

Gravitationally Challenged Me

Different, odd, gravitationally challenged...these are all things I get called. Honestly to me they sound more like easy words for she is damn straight wierd as hell. Yes, it's true I am different. To be completely honest we are all different, right? Although most blend, they try to be like others just so that they won't stand out and make a fool of themselves, just so people won't say they are different, wierd or odd. I know this...I was this. For 18 years I lived in a small town and if you grew up in one you know exactly what I mean. No one tries to be different because they get scolded and made fun of for being so. Everyone cares if you embarrass yourself because you will be the talk of the town for the next month. And if you don't play sports or attend the "Friday Night Football" games then you are an outcast, someone that nobody wants to be or be friends with. Now don't get me wrong, small towns aren't all bad. They do have some great features like you know everyone so you are never lost and there is always someone there to help you. Also as long as you look, breathe, smell and basically base your whole life around the most perfect person in the world, which inevitably to me is fiction, then you are accepted as a person.

"My Child is...a Free Spirit" is something my mother said to one of her coworkers one day. You see everybody here has a religion and if you don't have a religion well then you are a "bad child." So as my mother could only explain it in the easiest and most polite way she said that. A free spirit, I looked up the definition to this word and once I got past all the definitons of TV shows and movie characters I came upon a definition saying "a person who is a nonconformist." Nonconformist...nonconformist?....nonconformist! Yeah this sounds about right I said to myself because I don't conform to the religions that people put out there. However it is not right because I do conform to some of it which are some of the morals but that is not complete conformity. So am I a half-conformist? It this possible? Am I a half free-spirit...for now I couldn't tell you but maybe one day I will be able to. Honestly I am just happy to be me, fully and honestly me :)

p.s. what I write in this blog will not have one plot line, there will not just be one theme but many because thats the kind of person I am, I am many...this may not be the most exciting blog so read it, don't read it I don't care cause it's just me...beautiful, great, gravitationally challenged!!