With it being the holiday season I keep seeing posts on Facebook and other places making statements and questioning the verbiage of "Seasons Greeting and Happy Holidays" vs. "Merry Christmas." It is SUPER fucking irritating. Come on people, your rights are not being infringed upon AND you are not being discriminated against because society suggest that you not be an asshole and at least attempt to be inclusive. Christmas is the holiday of ONE religion.
No one is barring you from saying "Merry Christmas"; it just implies that you don't give a fuck about anyone else. Say it to whomever you want: family, friends, significant others BECAUSE you KNOW they celebrate that holiday. If you don't then why would you say it? It could offend someone who doesn't celebrate that specific holiday or isn't religious.
That's just it, do you have to say or write "Seasons Greetings or Happy Holidays?" Of course you don't, just don't be irritated when people think you're an asshole. The majority of the US population probably celebrates Christmas. Andy celebrates Christmas and he's an atheist. Everywhere you go there are symbols for Christmas; Santa Claus, Reindeer, CHRISTMAS trees. These are ALL Christmas decorations. I might be wrong but I don't think I'd see Santa Claus at Hanukkah or Kwanzaa. Christmas is EVERYWHERE, it's just nice to be more inclusive of other people by not always singling out a specific holiday, during a time f the year where MULTIPLE holidays are celebrated. Nobody is discriminating or prejudice against Christianity or Christmas by saying Seasons Greetings or Happy Holidays. Most people are just trying to not be douchebags about not knowing which holiday you celebrate.
That leads me to my issue with people are really offended at hearing, "Merry Christmas." Unless, it's done with malicious intent and the person is purposely trying to offend someone; I think most people genuinely want you to be happy during this time of the year. When people say "Merry Christmas" to me I don't go on some tirade about "How dare you! You don't even know if I celebrate Christmas!!" I just say "Thank you. You too! :)" Do you know why? Because I'm not a giant douche! I'm gonna assume that individual with the Santa Claus hat was just trying to be nice. I don't think anyone is going to say "Merry Christmas" with ill intent.
<Evil Voice> "Merry Christmas! I hope you get lots of presents and are really happy spending time with your family!"
Everyone needs to chill the fuck out! I'm gonna post "Merry Christmas" on the 25th of December on my Facebook page but I'll say "Happy Holidays!" in most writings and to people I don't know because I want to be inclusive. I think Happy Holidays or Seasons Greetings incorporates all religions, even non- religious people and it's just plain nice. We are a melting pot and collection of multiple traditions, religions and cultures which is why this Country is awesome; however, it's just plain rude to assume things about someone's life. It's also rude to not be a nice person! :D
SEASONS GREETINGS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Monday, November 18, 2013
Holy Moly!* WARNING!!!! Contains Graphic language and some really unpleasant discussions. Proceed with Caution!!!!
HOLY SHIT. I had two BIG issues this morning. 1) Birth control (BC) and 2) Food. Since I'm an open book this will probably gross out, offend or just plain out make people barf.
So, these two issues really mess with my body. Regardless of what side you fall on, on the issues, these two things can really help or fuck up your body and performance in your work out. Let me give you some background.
First, I started taking BC when I was seventeen. I was sexually active and didn't want to get knocked up. My mom had me when she was sixteen and she struggled her entire life. She still struggles and all her kids are grown up. That being said, my mom taught me the importance of education and I've always tried to show her that her sacrifices weren't for nothing. Getting knocked up would've really put a damper on my educational pursuits.
I had a sex education class when I was in 5th grade. We learned about condoms, birth control, safe sex and the changes our bodies were going through. I am most definitely an awesome example that sex education taught me the importance of protecting myself from STDs, preventing pregnancy, and being comfortable with myself.
I got my first pack of birth control from Planned Parenthood. While my mom always said I could talk to her and to have safe sex, I didn't want her to KNOW that I was sexually active. So, I made an appointment and went to get my junk checked out and got my BC. I got to talk to a nurse who made me feel comfortable, didn't judge me and gave me a ton of information. I walked out of there with free BC and I never looked back.
Planned Parenthood made it possible for me to get through high school, college and even part of law school because I didn't have health insurance so Planned Parenthood charged me on a sliding scale. At first each packet of pills was free. I kept my packet in my locker and took them on time. Then, when I was a rich, college kid, working at Wal-Mart, I had to pay $5.00 a pack. I bought them a year at a time!!!!
BC was wonderful, it made my periods lighter, helped clear up my skin, I wasn't AS moody and I felt great. Over the years I remained on the pill until I switched to Nuvaring since I had problems taking a pill everyday at the same time. When Andy and I thought we were ready to have kids I stopped BC and opted to "just let it happen." After my miscarriage Andy and I realized that I am actually not ready to have children with my growing law practice. However, Andy convinced me that BC might not be the best thing for me since I've been on it for almost 12 years. I talked to my OB/GYN and apparently it's a myth but Andy was insistent that the "chemicals" and "hormones" were unnatural and not healthy. Fortunately for him, my current health kick has made me side with him... At least temporarily... ;)
That leads me into my food issue. So, I'm already without the benefit of my BC now. In addition to the lack of BC benefits I ate like shit this weekend. You know you fucked up when you wake up having to take a huge dump in the morning and then you have to go to the bathroom again, AFTER your workout. My Monday mornings normally start out with a personal training session at Crossfit St. Charles. So, I went to my personal training session as normal and shit the bed (not literally, thankfully). It was terrible. I was sluggish, dying and could feel the pain EVERYWHERE. My stomach was burning! My intestines were burning! My workout was slow and I almost puked when I finished.
I ate Taco Bell, pizza, pasta, cupcakes, and anything else I could get my hands on. Was it because I was on my period and had cravings? I think so. But it was also because I just didn't give a shit. I was sore, tired, bloated, and cramping. I thought, "Fuck it. I deserve this!" Well, I also deserved how I felt this morning. I basically took my body feeling bad and made it worse by eating horrible quality food. I should've stuck to my plan and ate better.
While I felt shitty, I also learned a lesson. What you put into your body is what you're going to get out of it. Your body is a machine. Take care of the equipment. I felt so horrible on Sunday that I prepared all my food for the week. Now, I'm good and ready to eat healthy. I am not going to be too hard on myself since I'm human and am bound to slip up every now and then. I am just going to get back to it and push forward.
Basically, learn what works and doesn't work for your body. I know that all that crap I ate over the weekend was ridiculous and now I'm gonna push to be a better me so I don't feel like pooping myself every time I wake up and workout.
So, these two issues really mess with my body. Regardless of what side you fall on, on the issues, these two things can really help or fuck up your body and performance in your work out. Let me give you some background.
First, I started taking BC when I was seventeen. I was sexually active and didn't want to get knocked up. My mom had me when she was sixteen and she struggled her entire life. She still struggles and all her kids are grown up. That being said, my mom taught me the importance of education and I've always tried to show her that her sacrifices weren't for nothing. Getting knocked up would've really put a damper on my educational pursuits.
I had a sex education class when I was in 5th grade. We learned about condoms, birth control, safe sex and the changes our bodies were going through. I am most definitely an awesome example that sex education taught me the importance of protecting myself from STDs, preventing pregnancy, and being comfortable with myself.
I got my first pack of birth control from Planned Parenthood. While my mom always said I could talk to her and to have safe sex, I didn't want her to KNOW that I was sexually active. So, I made an appointment and went to get my junk checked out and got my BC. I got to talk to a nurse who made me feel comfortable, didn't judge me and gave me a ton of information. I walked out of there with free BC and I never looked back.
Planned Parenthood made it possible for me to get through high school, college and even part of law school because I didn't have health insurance so Planned Parenthood charged me on a sliding scale. At first each packet of pills was free. I kept my packet in my locker and took them on time. Then, when I was a rich, college kid, working at Wal-Mart, I had to pay $5.00 a pack. I bought them a year at a time!!!!
BC was wonderful, it made my periods lighter, helped clear up my skin, I wasn't AS moody and I felt great. Over the years I remained on the pill until I switched to Nuvaring since I had problems taking a pill everyday at the same time. When Andy and I thought we were ready to have kids I stopped BC and opted to "just let it happen." After my miscarriage Andy and I realized that I am actually not ready to have children with my growing law practice. However, Andy convinced me that BC might not be the best thing for me since I've been on it for almost 12 years. I talked to my OB/GYN and apparently it's a myth but Andy was insistent that the "chemicals" and "hormones" were unnatural and not healthy. Fortunately for him, my current health kick has made me side with him... At least temporarily... ;)
That leads me into my food issue. So, I'm already without the benefit of my BC now. In addition to the lack of BC benefits I ate like shit this weekend. You know you fucked up when you wake up having to take a huge dump in the morning and then you have to go to the bathroom again, AFTER your workout. My Monday mornings normally start out with a personal training session at Crossfit St. Charles. So, I went to my personal training session as normal and shit the bed (not literally, thankfully). It was terrible. I was sluggish, dying and could feel the pain EVERYWHERE. My stomach was burning! My intestines were burning! My workout was slow and I almost puked when I finished.
I ate Taco Bell, pizza, pasta, cupcakes, and anything else I could get my hands on. Was it because I was on my period and had cravings? I think so. But it was also because I just didn't give a shit. I was sore, tired, bloated, and cramping. I thought, "Fuck it. I deserve this!" Well, I also deserved how I felt this morning. I basically took my body feeling bad and made it worse by eating horrible quality food. I should've stuck to my plan and ate better.
While I felt shitty, I also learned a lesson. What you put into your body is what you're going to get out of it. Your body is a machine. Take care of the equipment. I felt so horrible on Sunday that I prepared all my food for the week. Now, I'm good and ready to eat healthy. I am not going to be too hard on myself since I'm human and am bound to slip up every now and then. I am just going to get back to it and push forward.
Basically, learn what works and doesn't work for your body. I know that all that crap I ate over the weekend was ridiculous and now I'm gonna push to be a better me so I don't feel like pooping myself every time I wake up and workout.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Ode to Hot dogs
Oh, hot dogs,
How I love thee.
You are delicious, but so terrible for me.
You are a combination of unknown meats
but are oh so delicious, especially in shells and cheese.
I love you with mayo.
Why aren't you paleo?
Mustard and relish are just some toppings
but DAAAMMMNNN no matter what you always be popping.
Nacho cheese and chili make you even better
especially during the summer weather.
I could eat you in the morning
or in the afternoon.
I would even eat you while holding a balloon.
I wish I could eat you everyday
but alas that would kill me and I don't want to go down that way.
P.S. Hot dogs, I love you.
How I love thee.
You are delicious, but so terrible for me.
You are a combination of unknown meats
but are oh so delicious, especially in shells and cheese.
I love you with mayo.
Why aren't you paleo?
Mustard and relish are just some toppings
but DAAAMMMNNN no matter what you always be popping.
Nacho cheese and chili make you even better
especially during the summer weather.
I could eat you in the morning
or in the afternoon.
I would even eat you while holding a balloon.
I wish I could eat you everyday
but alas that would kill me and I don't want to go down that way.
P.S. Hot dogs, I love you.
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
The Dentista.....
Just got back to the office from the dentist. Man oh man....
So, I have no idea what needed to be done. Something about my crown and some cavities. Ok, cool. I've been to the dentist plenty of times. I take care of my teeth but like most people (don't lie) I just slack on the flossing. Despite my brushing, my genetics fail me and I always have to have something done. Andy on the other hand has incredibly hard or durable (whatever) teeth. (Douche!)
I go in today and need to get numb.... boooooo... well, it hurt like a B.I.T.C.H!!! I mean it was awful! I have no idea what the F was going on in my mouth AND I almost punched the dentist in the face. So close... but alas, I did not punch him in the face. He is really nice and I got done really quickly.
So. Here I am on my mother effing birthday with a sore mouth. Great plan, Mayra. But it'll get better since I'm going out to dinner in a bit. Where? No clue. When? Who knows? But if this is the worst part of my day, I'll take it.
On to bigger and better things as St. Peters Muni court.... Maybe I'll just go up there and get myself a new date....
So, I have no idea what needed to be done. Something about my crown and some cavities. Ok, cool. I've been to the dentist plenty of times. I take care of my teeth but like most people (don't lie) I just slack on the flossing. Despite my brushing, my genetics fail me and I always have to have something done. Andy on the other hand has incredibly hard or durable (whatever) teeth. (Douche!)
I go in today and need to get numb.... boooooo... well, it hurt like a B.I.T.C.H!!! I mean it was awful! I have no idea what the F was going on in my mouth AND I almost punched the dentist in the face. So close... but alas, I did not punch him in the face. He is really nice and I got done really quickly.
So. Here I am on my mother effing birthday with a sore mouth. Great plan, Mayra. But it'll get better since I'm going out to dinner in a bit. Where? No clue. When? Who knows? But if this is the worst part of my day, I'll take it.
On to bigger and better things as St. Peters Muni court.... Maybe I'll just go up there and get myself a new date....
Monday, June 3, 2013
El Blog-o
So, it just settled down for the day and I can't believe it's 5:33pm. What? !?!?!? Where did the time go? I'm tired, crabby and honegry!
Here comes the constant dilemma: Should I go home now (I've been up since 5) or should I work until 9 or 10? I always think, " Hey, there's always going to be work so don't stress so much on getting it all done," and/or "I just need to finish all of this and I'll be satisfied."
I love helping people. I'm great at my job. I love being my own boss. I also do this because I want to be successful. So, as I sit here typing up this blog-o so that I can get a mental escape, I wonder whether or not I should go home. It's a constant battle between my journey to success and my balancing act called: life.
I grew up in the generation where I was always told I could be and do anything. Nothing could stop me; except me. That I could be ambitious, achieve all my goals and be successful if I just worked hard enough. However, as I sit here typing away, thinking of the list of sh*t I have to finish, I wonder: how am I going to get to TKD on time today? Can I fit it in on Tuesday? No, I have soccer. The rest of the week? Am I going to be too tired for Crossfit tomorrow morning? If I am, can I squeeze it in the afternoon? Can I get my trial on Wednesday continued? Blah, blah, blah....
So, here I sit, 5:43pm just 10 mins from when I started thinking, "Why did I just waste all this time writing this?" I'm gonna go drink my protein shake. ;)
-M
Here comes the constant dilemma: Should I go home now (I've been up since 5) or should I work until 9 or 10? I always think, " Hey, there's always going to be work so don't stress so much on getting it all done," and/or "I just need to finish all of this and I'll be satisfied."
I love helping people. I'm great at my job. I love being my own boss. I also do this because I want to be successful. So, as I sit here typing up this blog-o so that I can get a mental escape, I wonder whether or not I should go home. It's a constant battle between my journey to success and my balancing act called: life.
I grew up in the generation where I was always told I could be and do anything. Nothing could stop me; except me. That I could be ambitious, achieve all my goals and be successful if I just worked hard enough. However, as I sit here typing away, thinking of the list of sh*t I have to finish, I wonder: how am I going to get to TKD on time today? Can I fit it in on Tuesday? No, I have soccer. The rest of the week? Am I going to be too tired for Crossfit tomorrow morning? If I am, can I squeeze it in the afternoon? Can I get my trial on Wednesday continued? Blah, blah, blah....
So, here I sit, 5:43pm just 10 mins from when I started thinking, "Why did I just waste all this time writing this?" I'm gonna go drink my protein shake. ;)
-M
Friday, May 31, 2013
ODE TO FRIDAY
FRIDAY
I have a love/hate relationship with you.
I still have to go to work and be productive..... as I can be.... but I don't want to.
Yet, whenever you are here, I can't stop smiling since I know the long awaited weekend is near.
You are a tease.
You make me sad.
You make me smile.
You make me wish for more and less time.
You are confusing.
I couldn't live with out you.
If I'm not mistaken, I'd say you were a woman.
:D
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
More diarrhea of the mouth?
So, I know I am constantly updating my Facebook page with random shit that pops into my head. It's basically stream of consciousness. It most definitely shows how I have way to many things in/on my mind and how easily distracted I actually am. Anyway, I figure I can post them on here and then just keep adding more and more. I'd apologize for my grammar, spelling and other writing errors but frankly, I don't care. This is going to be the one place where I shouldn't have to worry about being proper or offending people....granted I don't normally do that anyway.
ENJOY! :)
P.S. I <3 Pink!
ENJOY! :)
P.S. I <3 Pink!
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