Turning off my Lights? For the Earth? What on.. EARTH.

Wait a second, let me spend some time to turn off all my lights & plug out every single piece of electronics that may or may not have some sort of power in them.

I’m sorry, what?

Earth Hour is Dumb. I think it’s dumb, you may not think it’s dumb, but I think it is.

How is turning off every single piece of thing that emanates power going to save the world? It’s not. So don’t fool yourselves into thinking it is. It’s fruitless.

Wait, don’t flush either, save some water.

Etc etc etc.

Don’t throw your garbage out, ever.

Recycle all your plastics & melt them down into a skirt?

Not only did they waste the Earth’s precious power by using computers and printers to make Earth Hour signs, they also killed trees to get the paper they were printed on. And I’m sure some animals

were living in those trees! They killed the animals.

See how silly it is? I’ll turn off my lights when I fucking feel like it. And that’s when I go to bed.

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On Children

I never wanted kids. Ever. The ex-husband & I mutually agreed to th is

as well (funny that he now has a kid with his exgf, but I digress).

I went through life disliking kids. Oh god, another whiney & annoying kid, gross.

Still don’t like high pitched crying babies, don’t care if it’s a friends baby or not.

Almost 3 years ago I met a man that had kids. Well, I met him a long time ago when we worked together, but 3 years ago is when we were dating (and still are!)..

He has kids. They are beautiful, wonderful & smart kids. Seriously. I know I’m biased, but this is how I feel. I still don’t really like anyone else’s kids unless they are my friends, and even then it’s iffy.

For a while there I what if’ed about having my own child, but he doesn’t want any more children, and at his age (41) he’s done having them. And I’m okay with that.

They are 9 (Nat) and 3 (V).

Here they are:

I think they’re a-okay. We have a lot of fun together. I’ve recently introduced them to Family Guy (I try to moderate a little bit) and they really love all the wacky YouTube findings that I discover. These kids are absolutely wacky. The best kind there is.

Dolla Dolla Bills, Ya’ll!

I’ve never been good with money. When I h ave

money, I spend it. When I got divorced I got a little chump change which paid off most of my debt. I was in a job that I didn’t make ‘enough’ money and racked that debt up again.

It didn’t take me long to squander everything away. I didn’t have a savings. I had nothing but debt and more debt.

I found out recently that you can negotiate with banks. Negotiating with banks is stressful, but if you get what you want it’s wonderful.

I got a consolidation loan this past week. My debt is not much anymore, but enough where the interest rate on my cards were killing me. The lending specialist told me I had to have life & disability insurance and that I had to get them through their insurance company. I wasn’t having that – I pay my employee for life & disability, why did I need to pay them for more insurance I don’t need? Just in case I had my employer send a letter to say HEY SHE’S PAYING US GUYS.

As soon as I told them I didn’t want the loan & that I was going elsewhere – they wanted me. Bad. And they got me. I went with a credit union that could give me some perks as well.

So now I’m going to pay off my debt in 6 months or less AND I’m going to be debt free. I don’t know many people that are debt free except my boyfriend and a few others. Most people I know have some sort of debt.

I am proud of myself. And excited. I’ll be even more excited when this is done & I can go on with my life and start investing and making money. It’s such an exciting thing when you’re open to things. I’m also lucky that my love is a genius when it comes to finances.

 

On Being Angry

A friend once told me that being angry is a good & valid emotion. And even though I’ve never met this friend, I always hold this statement true to my heart.

How many people have said or implied that being angry is such a negative emotion or that being angry is just a wrong emotion to have.

Feeling anger means you feel something, and damnit.. feeling something is a good thing. You may not agree with me, but alas.

I go through stages of anger. Sometimes I’m angry because I WANT TO FEEL ANGRY. Other times I’m angry because an event has occurred and it’s my go-to emotion.

The last couple of weeks I have been angry because things haven’t gone my way. Silly little things like people not being on time. I then project my anger on to others & create more problems.

I guess my issue is.. is that my anger needs to be dealt with in a positive manner. I am still trying to find my way with the anger that haunts me and the anger that fills my need to be angry at every little thing.

Don’t worry, I go to therapy. I feel so good when I come out of therapy. I feel energized and I’m ready to face the world again. Then I get angry and it all goes downhill.

My new revolt against anger is to make it happy. I am going to do my best to project this anger into my art, or my cooking, or my photography (which is art I guess). I LIKE being angry because it makes me feel like a she hulk.

This she hulk inside validates me.

So here’s to me still being angry, but learning to deal with it in a different way.

HALLA FREAKING LUJAH!

Pudding, Muppets & Why I Tweet

Today on Twitter

I asked my friends and followers to give me a few topics to write on today. Hence the title of this post.

I’ll give you a little onsight on all of them in just a minute.

Pudding: I am not a big fan of pudding unless it’s in a cake or it’s pistachio something with cake – basically I like PUDDING IF IT IS IN CAKE. That’s my stance on pudding.

Muppets: Childhood. I love the Muppets. When I was a child I loved those YIP YIP YIP alien dudes. Loved them.

Lastly, Why Gina Tweets: Why does anyone? Some may think it’s superficial, but infact you can gather a lot of information on Twitter. Any time you have a question or you need someone to contribute quickly – Twitter is your friend. Honestly, I used to hate Twitter. I stopped tweeting for a long time and then came back into it. There is so much information to be had in 140 characters.

I love Twitter for the humour – people don’t really realize how funny they actually are. In fact, it stands as a forum for myself to not even have to worry about what anyone thinks or says. So far no problems. I am mouthy and opinionated and Twitter is the place where people don’t seem to mind.

The camraderie on Twitter is great as well – I enjoy that aspect very much. And I’ve met a few people from Twitter, been invited to events, etc etc.

I love Twitter.

Obsessed

When I know I’m doing something/going somewhere I make lists, I plan, I obsess about it until the day OF.

My obsession lately is Vegas. We are going in April and it will be my second time. Last time we were there it was in December 08 and I fell in love.

I had misconceptions and I thought I would really hate Vegas. But instead, I fell in LOVE.

This time we’ll be staying on Fremont at the Golden Nugget. Have you seen their new pool? Well, pshaw. Anyway, this time around I want to be even more in love with Las Vegas.

There is this show called Pawn Star$ and it centers around a pawn shop down on Las Vegas Blvd. called Gold  & Silver Pawn Shop. Well, we went in there & bought a money clip. So we are obsessed with the show now. “I KNOW THAT GUY!”

Back to this obsession – everyday since we have booked our trip I scour websites looking for deals, meals & girls. Okay, maybe not the girls, but whatever.

One day I want a comedy show, next day burlesque.. and then last week it was Price is Right. I still really don’t know what I want to see. All I know is that I am going to eat, drink, sleep, not sleep, have sex and gamble.

So, Vegas, I am excited. And it’s only 42 more days.

To keep you interested, here is a picture from last time:

Jerk Parkers

Today’s subject is Parking Like Jerks.

I have an affinity for ‘catching’ the culprits. One time I took a photo, sent it to the parking company & they sent someone to give someone a violation ticket. I felt so proud.

Today? Today, I got another.

My boyfriend thinks I should be a bylaw officer. Nah, I’ll just pretend. Instead, I am the Friendly Citizen Parking Enforcement.

Case in point:

And the note I left:

And don’t cross the pretend bylaw officer. I’ll get you.

Low Tolerance

Everyone who knows me.. knows that I have a low tolerance.

Of almost everything. Low tolerance for people (especially stupidity), low tolerance for bad service or even mediocre, low tolerance for NOT BEING ON TIME (that’s a big one). When you’re not on time you are not giving respect or consideration. Unless you have a big time excuse.

Which is usually not the case.

How do I deal with it? I don’t. I wish I could. Sometimes I breathe. Sometimes I rant, but mostly I just say hey it’s my personality.

It may be a flaw, but I like to call it my charm. I get angry easily, but then my solution for that would be.. don’t get me angry. Another solution would be.. don’t be stupid/don’t say stupid things.

As I get older my tolerance is a little better. A lot better than it used to be.  Sometimes I cut people slack, sometimes I don’t. I guess it all depends on my mood. I’m moody. I have a sick and disgusting sense of humour which only a handful get. I try to surround myself with smart people who are also sick in the head. It all makes sense to me. These people, I can tolerate.

I don’t know where I’m going here, but I went there. And it was fun.

I’ve been inspired.

When I moved to Vancouver in September 08 I never thought I’d be living the life I’ve wanted to live.

I lived in a shell. In Langley. I was married for 9 years. I was a strict Christian and by strict I mean ‘fake’ and I didn’t want that life. But I played along for many years, because I thought that was the Right Thing.

I really have been living my life in the past 2 years. I got my driver’s license, I went to many cities in the USA, I went to Europe and I settled down with the man of my dreams.  Though by settled I mean together, not married.

There shall be no more marriage for us. My dreams became reality.

And here I am. To share that with you. And the crazies, too.

Oops

Eating Clean.

So I’m on this thing. I don’t like calling it a diet because it’s not like I’m eating grapefruit every day or say.. cabbage soup. I’m not doing Atkins and I’m not making myself go into Ketosis.

I give myself one cheat day a week. That day was yesterday. I binged on dorito’s and chocolate. And then I felt like I was going to explode after. This is why I have cheat days. A reminder of, well, STOP DOING THAT. I am a glutton for punishment, however.

Without getting into detail 6 days a week I cut out sugar. It’s hard, but it gets easier as each day goes by. I eat clean foods with no additives (well as little as possible as they can get).

I did this 3 years ago and lost 42 pounds. I have gained 30 pounds back. Yes, you can see where this is going. As a divorcee I survived on air and then eating whatever the hell I wanted for about a year. I can’t do that anymore. I’m older, less active than I used to be (I used to box, and I used to want to compete, but then I got sick).

So, that’s right now.

In a nutshell. I’m not going to lie, sometimes I go out after work for drinks. Really, though.. a girl cannot deprive herself.

Stay tuned for the crazies.. those will come….