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Since it's been eons since I last made a post, I figure it's time for one.
I keep wanting to make a nice, long post about several topics -- the election, politics, faith, and personal stuff -- but am never in the mood to write at length about any of them when I actually get to a computer. Figures. So maybe I'll just write and see where I end up.
First of all, politics. I can't wait until this awful election ends. I can't stand not being able to flip on the TV and see something other than a bunch of spin blasted in my face, telling me that the other guy is Satan while their candidate is the Savior of Mankind. Don't get me wrong, I believe strongly in being an informed voter, but this crap being blasted in my face is NOT facts. It's a twisted, processing of the facts to try to prove how their view of America is correct, not being open-minded and trying to find out what is REALLY best for America, even if it's not what you like, and going with that.
I have power. I'm an undecided voter in a swing state. There's another reason why I can't wait for this election to get over...I'm sick of both candidates coming here and clogging up traffic (one visit kept me from hanging out with friends one night) while pretending to care about our state, just because he wants our cherished 10 electoral votes. Frankly, the thought of voting for either Kerry or Bush makes my stomach churn, and if I vote for either one I'll (literally) be plugging my nose while I vote. I've seriously thought about going third party, but at this point it seems a bit too late because there's only about a week left (and a very busy week at that) and I believe strongly in taking the time to inform yourself with REAL facts before voting. I'm leaning slightly towards one of the big two, who will probably be the one I pick, but at this point I'm still very much open to changing my mind.
Changing the subject...today my mom and I went out looking at wedding dresses, which was pretty creepy, in all honesty. I'm a blue jeans and T-shirt girl, myself, and felt somewhat intimidated trying on the fancy white dresses. Not to mention it just made me feel old...the idea of me getting married. At heart, I still feel like a kid, and there is a good part of that that I hope always stays, even though I know there are areas of responsibility where I will have to grow up. Which is fine, but I think I can still have that will sometimes taking the time to be a kid again. Keith keeps telling me that getting married doesn't mean I/we have to fit into any kind of mold...it just means we get to spend our lives together. And that reassures me quite a bit. Because honestly, in quite a few ways, we are both a little crazy, and don't exactly fit into the typical engaged couple mold. I REALLY don't fit into the typical bride, or Christian wife, mold. If getting married means I would have to do that, I probably never would, or at least not for a long time. So many girls my age who are getting married seem to create this kind of mold, so I feel pretty out of place. But I'm getting married because I found a guy who I think I will be very happy with for the rest of my life, someone I've proven for two and a half years that I can compromise with, who I can grow with and where we can help each other through life. Now, that is what makes me excited, not this wedding planning crap.
So my mom and I went out to lunch at Leeann Chin this afternoon on our shopping trip. I got my usual, Lemon Chicken, and asked for them to put the lemon sauce on the side (they usually don't give me enough when they put it right on top). So we sit down, and I open the lid of lemon sauce, and there's this dark thing in the bottom of the container, a little over a half inch long. I ask my mom what it is, and she says it looks like a piece of fried food. As I'm starting to pour it, I notice that the "piece of fried food" has legs and antennae. EEEEWWWW. So I took it back to the counter and got a new thing of sauce, but unfortunately I went the rest of the meal paranoid that there were more bugs in my food.
I think I'll end with this....
There it is. I just got it a week ago last Friday. Hopefully, tomorrow we'll drop it off to have it and its matching wedding band resized, because it's too big. So I'll have to go back to my temp ring for a couple of days again.
I keep wanting to make a nice, long post about several topics -- the election, politics, faith, and personal stuff -- but am never in the mood to write at length about any of them when I actually get to a computer. Figures. So maybe I'll just write and see where I end up.
First of all, politics. I can't wait until this awful election ends. I can't stand not being able to flip on the TV and see something other than a bunch of spin blasted in my face, telling me that the other guy is Satan while their candidate is the Savior of Mankind. Don't get me wrong, I believe strongly in being an informed voter, but this crap being blasted in my face is NOT facts. It's a twisted, processing of the facts to try to prove how their view of America is correct, not being open-minded and trying to find out what is REALLY best for America, even if it's not what you like, and going with that.
I have power. I'm an undecided voter in a swing state. There's another reason why I can't wait for this election to get over...I'm sick of both candidates coming here and clogging up traffic (one visit kept me from hanging out with friends one night) while pretending to care about our state, just because he wants our cherished 10 electoral votes. Frankly, the thought of voting for either Kerry or Bush makes my stomach churn, and if I vote for either one I'll (literally) be plugging my nose while I vote. I've seriously thought about going third party, but at this point it seems a bit too late because there's only about a week left (and a very busy week at that) and I believe strongly in taking the time to inform yourself with REAL facts before voting. I'm leaning slightly towards one of the big two, who will probably be the one I pick, but at this point I'm still very much open to changing my mind.
Changing the subject...today my mom and I went out looking at wedding dresses, which was pretty creepy, in all honesty. I'm a blue jeans and T-shirt girl, myself, and felt somewhat intimidated trying on the fancy white dresses. Not to mention it just made me feel old...the idea of me getting married. At heart, I still feel like a kid, and there is a good part of that that I hope always stays, even though I know there are areas of responsibility where I will have to grow up. Which is fine, but I think I can still have that will sometimes taking the time to be a kid again. Keith keeps telling me that getting married doesn't mean I/we have to fit into any kind of mold...it just means we get to spend our lives together. And that reassures me quite a bit. Because honestly, in quite a few ways, we are both a little crazy, and don't exactly fit into the typical engaged couple mold. I REALLY don't fit into the typical bride, or Christian wife, mold. If getting married means I would have to do that, I probably never would, or at least not for a long time. So many girls my age who are getting married seem to create this kind of mold, so I feel pretty out of place. But I'm getting married because I found a guy who I think I will be very happy with for the rest of my life, someone I've proven for two and a half years that I can compromise with, who I can grow with and where we can help each other through life. Now, that is what makes me excited, not this wedding planning crap.
So my mom and I went out to lunch at Leeann Chin this afternoon on our shopping trip. I got my usual, Lemon Chicken, and asked for them to put the lemon sauce on the side (they usually don't give me enough when they put it right on top). So we sit down, and I open the lid of lemon sauce, and there's this dark thing in the bottom of the container, a little over a half inch long. I ask my mom what it is, and she says it looks like a piece of fried food. As I'm starting to pour it, I notice that the "piece of fried food" has legs and antennae. EEEEWWWW. So I took it back to the counter and got a new thing of sauce, but unfortunately I went the rest of the meal paranoid that there were more bugs in my food.
I think I'll end with this....
There it is. I just got it a week ago last Friday. Hopefully, tomorrow we'll drop it off to have it and its matching wedding band resized, because it's too big. So I'll have to go back to my temp ring for a couple of days again.