Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Is It Monday Yet?
The way Friday started out, I should have taken that as an indicator the weekend probably wouldn't go much better. I am ready to just skip over the rest of the weekend and start over with Monday. I was reading a blog today (by now, it was yesterday) about taking "mommy time". Forget the mommy time, I am in need of some serious "me time". Some time to just escape from reality, even if it is just for a few hours. A few hours where I don't have to think about anything what so ever. I don't want to find myself, I want to lose myself for a few hours or even a few days would be nice. I am in no way mocking the blog, it was a very good post and I enjoyed reading it. I just found it funny, that later in the day I would be thinking the same thing. The only difference is, I don't want to think about who I am or what I want. I don't want to think at all.
I guess that's why I am up drinking a glass of wine and blogging at 3 o'clock in the morning. According to Dr. Oz, I should be drinking a glass a warm milk when I can't sleep. But, I still prefer a nice glass of wine and my laptop to relax me. I can't do milk period, especially warm milk at that. At least blogging and a glass of wine relaxes me a little bit. I guess it makes me feel better knowing that there are other bloggers out there that understand where I am coming from and release their tensions in the same way.
Writing was always therapeutic for me in a way. When I was a teenager, I used to have a book of poems that I would write in when I felt down or frustrated. Unfortunately, my mother found my book and threw it away, because she felt the poems were too dark. Some of them may have been dark, but I don't think she quite understood them or why I would write them or even what it would do for me to write. I stopped writing poetry after that, because I was afraid she would find them and get angry with me for writing them and throw them away again. Instead I would just think about the words in my head, but it wasn't the same as putting them down on paper. Putting them down on paper was like releasing the feelings inside of me. I couldn't write poems about the flowers and the trees, they didn't come to me when I was happy. I wrote poetry when I was sad, that was how I expressed myself and she didn't understand it. I don't blame her completely. Being a parent now, I can understand how finding dark poetry by your daughter could possibly be a little disturbing. But, sometimes I do think about what if I hadn't stopped writing, maybe I could have done something with it. It took years until I discovered blogging and I started writing again.
From time to time, I think about writing a book. I have wanted to write a book, but just didn't have the time to devote to writing as much as I would like sometimes. I started writing last summer, then deleted everything I wrote because, I felt that I should be focusing my time on other things. Maybe someday I will sit down and start writing again. When I sit down and begin writing, I can feel my frustrations begin to disappear with every word and things begin to be put in perspective for me. Until that day I am ready to commit myself to writing something serious, I will be blogging as my therapy, as for it is much more affordable than paying a therapist.
Thank you for listening.
I guess that's why I am up drinking a glass of wine and blogging at 3 o'clock in the morning. According to Dr. Oz, I should be drinking a glass a warm milk when I can't sleep. But, I still prefer a nice glass of wine and my laptop to relax me. I can't do milk period, especially warm milk at that. At least blogging and a glass of wine relaxes me a little bit. I guess it makes me feel better knowing that there are other bloggers out there that understand where I am coming from and release their tensions in the same way.
Writing was always therapeutic for me in a way. When I was a teenager, I used to have a book of poems that I would write in when I felt down or frustrated. Unfortunately, my mother found my book and threw it away, because she felt the poems were too dark. Some of them may have been dark, but I don't think she quite understood them or why I would write them or even what it would do for me to write. I stopped writing poetry after that, because I was afraid she would find them and get angry with me for writing them and throw them away again. Instead I would just think about the words in my head, but it wasn't the same as putting them down on paper. Putting them down on paper was like releasing the feelings inside of me. I couldn't write poems about the flowers and the trees, they didn't come to me when I was happy. I wrote poetry when I was sad, that was how I expressed myself and she didn't understand it. I don't blame her completely. Being a parent now, I can understand how finding dark poetry by your daughter could possibly be a little disturbing. But, sometimes I do think about what if I hadn't stopped writing, maybe I could have done something with it. It took years until I discovered blogging and I started writing again.
From time to time, I think about writing a book. I have wanted to write a book, but just didn't have the time to devote to writing as much as I would like sometimes. I started writing last summer, then deleted everything I wrote because, I felt that I should be focusing my time on other things. Maybe someday I will sit down and start writing again. When I sit down and begin writing, I can feel my frustrations begin to disappear with every word and things begin to be put in perspective for me. Until that day I am ready to commit myself to writing something serious, I will be blogging as my therapy, as for it is much more affordable than paying a therapist.
Thank you for listening.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
WOW Cable Is In The US
Overlooking companies moving their call centers and manufacturing plants overseas is what has played a huge role in our economy falling. You could probably walk through your house and have a very difficult time finding anything made in the United States. Take Levi's for example, there was no jean more American than a pair of Levi jeans. Well, not anymore. Almost all of our clothes, electronics, household items, and so on is made anywhere, but here. We shop and spend our money to pay people to work in another country. It is going to come to the point where there are very few jobs for Americans to work. Even some of our food comes from overseas. Maybe it's just me, but the quality of the clothes, household items and, etc. has seriously declined. Shoes wear out faster and clothing falls apart faster. They are even making them smaller. My 10 year old buys a small in her t-shirts out of the junior section. I have no idea how they expect that a junior small will even fit a teenager?
Even at the Smithsonian Museum, if you pick up a bust of President Lincoln or an American Flag, they are made in China. You go to gift shop in the Museum to get memento and they are made in China. How ridiculous is that?
The only way to fix this problem and bring jobs back to the United States is to charge the companies overseas a higher tax to ship the products back in the United States and only give tax breaks to the companies that solely operate in the United States. No more tax breaks for companies who send our jobs overseas. Make it more profitable for the companies to come back to the United States and more expensive for them to move their companies overseas and import their products back to the United States. You don't see people from other countries buying our products. So, why are we buying theirs? We are forced to, because our own government has allowed the companies to move overseas.
I did send emails out to the companies I did know had their call centers in overseas letting them know how displeased I was to know where my money was going and with my blog links to my posts on their companies. This time when IndyMac called, they called me from the United States because I told them I refuse to speak with someone overseas regarding an account my account in the United States. I don't trust their account security measures. If enough people took the time to send emails to the companies who have call centers overseas, then maybe it would make a difference. Without us spending our money supporting these companies they would go under. They are smart enough to know it. But, it will continue to go on unless someone stands up and tries to do something about it. I decided, I am tired of our call centers and jobs overseas. Every time I talk to a customer service representative I find out where they are located. If they are located overseas, I give them a hard time and refuse to talk to them. The conversations are recorded, it will eventually get back to the big decision makers of the companies. From working in a call center in the past, I know the banks and companies spot check the recorded conversations to see how the call center is functioning and handling their account. So, a big high five for WOW cable!
-Mama On A Mission
Friday, March 4, 2011
High Five Friday
We made it, Friday is finally here.
Join in on the no rules blog hop and get some new followers along the way.
Please leave a comment for all the new blogs you are following, so we know where to find you.
It's up a little late today, because I had a crazy morning. So, I will leave it up until midnight Saturday night.
Have fun!
They Know!
Why does it seem that sometimes when you have an important appointment, anything that can go wrong does? I had my day planned out, then my youngest threw me a curve ball this morning saying she was sick to her stomach and couldn't go to school. Funny how she had a quick recovery though. My kids always seem to throw me a curve ball when I have something planned. I swear, it's like they KNOW when I have something to do! Then I had a job interview at 3:00 that got moved to 12:00 and I had an appointment for the cable company to come between 10:00-11:00. Well, of course the cable company didn't come until 11:00, so he started the job and agreed to come back after my interview, thank God! I had to find someone to watch my youngest, which was a task. But, I accomplished it. I was almost broken down to tears, but I got the cable guy and my daughter out of the house just in time leaving 15 minutes to get to my interview. Thank God it was close, I got there just 5 minutes before my interview leaving me just enough time to compose myself before going in. What a crazy day, I just want to lay down and take a nap now.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Twitter Follow Me Thursday
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Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Funny Marriage Quotes- Wacky Wednesdays
"I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury."
-Groucho Marx
“I have learned that only two things are necessary to keep one's wife happy. First, let her think she's having her own way. And second, let her have it.”
-Lyndon B. Johnson
“My husband and I divorced over religious differences. He thought he was God, and I didn't.”
-Unknown
“They say love is blind...and marriage is an institution. Well, I'm not ready for an institution for the blind just yet.”
-Mae West
“Why does a woman work ten years to change a man's habits and then complain that he's not the man she married?”
-Barbra Streisand
"Marriage has no guarantees. If that's what you're looking for, go live with a car battery."
-Erma Bombeck
"My wife suggested a book for me to read to enhance our relationship. It’s titled, “Women are from Venus, Men are Wrong.”
-Unknown
"Before marriage, a man declares that he would lay down his life to serve you; after marriage, he won’t even lay down his newspaper to talk to you."
-Unknown
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