I have been seriously considering doing some writing, as in a work that would be published. I've been tossing around some ideas for a fiction work, and I have also been making notes for a possible story about my experiences with my oldest son and the juvenile system.
Just for fun...shits and giggles, or whatever--I started to put down a preliminary idea for a fiction story that's in my head right now. I started to type it out here, but quickly realized that there's no way I could publish it to my blog. Anyone who would know me well, would know that it's intensely personal.......and those who know me (yet know me less well) would probably still "get it" and think my story was pretty thinly veiled.
I will probably still write it. I'll just put some time and space between when I write it and when I let people read it. There are certain things that time will likely temper. I don't really want it to have a wistful, faraway feel to it--I prefer the raw, in your face emotion...feeling....rage...passion. But I also don't want to feel like someone ripped a huge scab off of a fresh wound. If that makes sense.
And with any luck, it will ultimately feel less like a wound and more like heaven.
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Ready or not
My fall classes start in.....5 weeks. Am I ready? Yes and no. Yes, I am ready for the routine, ready to get this journey back underway, ready to have things to occupy my mind and time with. What am I not ready for, then, you ask? Drama. Not ready for that. Don't want it, either.
I was just thinking about what I would want from this semester, in a perfect world, and the first thing that came to my mind was "thought-provoking". On the surface, that sounds wonderful but then again, this is also one of those things where it is prudent to remember to be careful what you wish for. I can think of a few provocative moments (well, I guess I should clarify and say THOUGHT provocative) from the spring semester that left me thinking....what the hell? Maybe I should just wish for clarity.
Only 6 months until we are free to move. That's not to say that we will be moving in exactly 6 months, it just means that in 6 months we are FREE to do so. I'm so looking forward to the day where I can go to Omaha to look for houses, and Dan can put in for transfer. I have mixed feelings about moving further east, but honestly.....it's not like anyone comes to visit us anyway, ever. It really doesn't matter where I go or what I do from anyone else's standpoint, so I might as well do what makes me happy, right?
I was just thinking about what I would want from this semester, in a perfect world, and the first thing that came to my mind was "thought-provoking". On the surface, that sounds wonderful but then again, this is also one of those things where it is prudent to remember to be careful what you wish for. I can think of a few provocative moments (well, I guess I should clarify and say THOUGHT provocative) from the spring semester that left me thinking....what the hell? Maybe I should just wish for clarity.
Only 6 months until we are free to move. That's not to say that we will be moving in exactly 6 months, it just means that in 6 months we are FREE to do so. I'm so looking forward to the day where I can go to Omaha to look for houses, and Dan can put in for transfer. I have mixed feelings about moving further east, but honestly.....it's not like anyone comes to visit us anyway, ever. It really doesn't matter where I go or what I do from anyone else's standpoint, so I might as well do what makes me happy, right?
Friday, July 1, 2011
Really?
Wow. Has it really been since May, that I have visited this blog? I've been rather active on Facebook and on the Tumblr....but even more busy just doing ordinary summer stuff.
My summer has gone from idyllic to chaotic thanks to an idiot teenager. There's no way to gloss it over, so I just won't. I don't get the whole entitlement mentality that kids these days seem to have. They all think that everyone owes them something. Well, I am here to tell you that I don't owe anyone shit. That includes my kid who seems to be also suffering from this entitlement affliction. As far as I'm concerned, he has everything he needs. The law dictates that a parent must provide a minor child with food, appropriate clothing, necessary medical care, and shelter from the elements. THAT'S ALL. The law does NOT say "food you like" or "clothing that is cool or trendy that costs $$$". We live in a structure, so the housing is covered. We have health insurance so the kids can go to the doctor when they're sick--covered. I make dinner every night. The kids are responsible for breakfast and lunch, and to that end I have provided them with cereal, milk, bread, peanut butter, jelly, and occasionally ham and cheese for sandwiches. I buy fruit every now and then too. The teenager who thinks the world owes him something seems to feel like he needs a hot cooked meal 3 times a day....to which I have told him GO FOR IT. On your own money, not mine. I can't afford to cater to someone's damn caviar dreams. Nor do I want to, when their attitude sucks daily. Hell no.
I'm recovering from pneumonia....I hope, lol. Who the hell gets pneumonia when it's 100 degrees? Well, somehow it happened and it's been pretty crappy to tell you the truth. But if there's one thing that I have learned well in life, it's how to be a fighter. I'll get through it.
My next class starts in just four days. It's a class I've been looking forward to since winter. The class lasts for 4 weeks, and then the fall semester will be almost upon us. What this means to me is that the time to move from this crappy town is getting closer and closer. I'm so ready. SO READY. This is a narrow minded place. People get all butthurt for the dumbest of reasons. If you disagree with someone, they get offended. Really? How boring would this world be, if we were all the same? I especially love (alert--SARCASM!) the people who insist that others should be open and accepting of their ideas and beliefs...but they don't have the balls to put their money where their mouth is and also be accepting of another person's ideas/beliefs. No, they'd rather try to make a big show out of how their way is the right way. Well, news flash. We're all different, so there IS no "right way". It's as simple as that. Everything is a personal choice, everyone has a different story and a different set of circumstances that will dictate how they respond and what choices they make. I could use myself as an example--I am a person who was raised from birth to be very independent and to be responsible for many things. My upbringing has helped to define much of who I am today. I'm very, very independent. Luckily, I met--and married--someone who understands and appreciates this about me. My husband recognized my independence right away when we met, and found it attractive. He was raised by a very independent, career-driven, capable mother. He gets it! But I can tell you right now......most people DON'T get it. I am smothered and stifled by dependency. (Incidentally, the great majority of people here in North Platte, mostly women, are of the dependent variety. They just are. It is what it is.) I do have a few friends that totally get it, although admittedly a great proportion of them are of the single male variety, not that that's a bad thing. Anyway, I'm looking forward to being back in an urban area where there is a greater degree of diversity. I'm definitely not a small-town kind of person, this much I have learned about myself while spending the past 8 years in this town. I'm ready to rock and roll, to move on to the next chapter of my life, the career chapter. I've been looking forward to this for what seems like forever, and it's finally almost here. Onward!
My summer has gone from idyllic to chaotic thanks to an idiot teenager. There's no way to gloss it over, so I just won't. I don't get the whole entitlement mentality that kids these days seem to have. They all think that everyone owes them something. Well, I am here to tell you that I don't owe anyone shit. That includes my kid who seems to be also suffering from this entitlement affliction. As far as I'm concerned, he has everything he needs. The law dictates that a parent must provide a minor child with food, appropriate clothing, necessary medical care, and shelter from the elements. THAT'S ALL. The law does NOT say "food you like" or "clothing that is cool or trendy that costs $$$". We live in a structure, so the housing is covered. We have health insurance so the kids can go to the doctor when they're sick--covered. I make dinner every night. The kids are responsible for breakfast and lunch, and to that end I have provided them with cereal, milk, bread, peanut butter, jelly, and occasionally ham and cheese for sandwiches. I buy fruit every now and then too. The teenager who thinks the world owes him something seems to feel like he needs a hot cooked meal 3 times a day....to which I have told him GO FOR IT. On your own money, not mine. I can't afford to cater to someone's damn caviar dreams. Nor do I want to, when their attitude sucks daily. Hell no.
I'm recovering from pneumonia....I hope, lol. Who the hell gets pneumonia when it's 100 degrees? Well, somehow it happened and it's been pretty crappy to tell you the truth. But if there's one thing that I have learned well in life, it's how to be a fighter. I'll get through it.
My next class starts in just four days. It's a class I've been looking forward to since winter. The class lasts for 4 weeks, and then the fall semester will be almost upon us. What this means to me is that the time to move from this crappy town is getting closer and closer. I'm so ready. SO READY. This is a narrow minded place. People get all butthurt for the dumbest of reasons. If you disagree with someone, they get offended. Really? How boring would this world be, if we were all the same? I especially love (alert--SARCASM!) the people who insist that others should be open and accepting of their ideas and beliefs...but they don't have the balls to put their money where their mouth is and also be accepting of another person's ideas/beliefs. No, they'd rather try to make a big show out of how their way is the right way. Well, news flash. We're all different, so there IS no "right way". It's as simple as that. Everything is a personal choice, everyone has a different story and a different set of circumstances that will dictate how they respond and what choices they make. I could use myself as an example--I am a person who was raised from birth to be very independent and to be responsible for many things. My upbringing has helped to define much of who I am today. I'm very, very independent. Luckily, I met--and married--someone who understands and appreciates this about me. My husband recognized my independence right away when we met, and found it attractive. He was raised by a very independent, career-driven, capable mother. He gets it! But I can tell you right now......most people DON'T get it. I am smothered and stifled by dependency. (Incidentally, the great majority of people here in North Platte, mostly women, are of the dependent variety. They just are. It is what it is.) I do have a few friends that totally get it, although admittedly a great proportion of them are of the single male variety, not that that's a bad thing. Anyway, I'm looking forward to being back in an urban area where there is a greater degree of diversity. I'm definitely not a small-town kind of person, this much I have learned about myself while spending the past 8 years in this town. I'm ready to rock and roll, to move on to the next chapter of my life, the career chapter. I've been looking forward to this for what seems like forever, and it's finally almost here. Onward!
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