Victims?

Mitt- it’s no secret that you and I may not see eye to eye, especially as you have been getting dragged closer and closer to the fringes of the right. But Mitt, I’m really, personally insulted by your opinion of “47%” of American’s that you think see themselves as “victims” that won’t take “personal responsibility for themselves.”
I’d like to introduce you to one of those so called “victims”. The ones you think are self made “victims” because of a lack of “personal responsibility”. Her name is Mom. My mom. She actually is a victim, but also one of the strongest, most hardworking women I have ever met. Let me tell you a little bit about her. Continue reading

Quotes I live by-Pt. 1

An introduction to some quotes that I tend to keep in the back of my mind as I make my way through life. Some of these have been abbreviated and paraphrased to fit with Britely’s character limit.

Britely is a company I met at BlogHer12. I’m so glad that they had a kiosk where I could learn more about their company and what they do. I’m loving the ability to create something that is visual and challenges me to be more succinct in what I say. I must also say that I was very impressed with the gentleman that was working their kiosk booth. He was very easy to talk to and very passionate about his product.

Being picked up

No- not like that.  Jeeze, I’m going to be a married woman, I don’t go trolling in bars trying to get picked up.

What I’m actually talking about is the experience of getting picked up by someone you love at the airport.  Whether it’s a fiance, mother, son, brother, etc.  The experience is not one that I’m overly familiar with.  In all honestly, I never flew too many places on my own before I was a working gal. However, in the recent years, I’ve been able to experience that exhilarating feeling of having someone wait for you at the arrivals baggage claim- and it’s amazing.

Walkway at O'Hare International Airport

The most magical (since I was 5 years old) airport walkway ever!

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The Anthem of my 20’s

Alanis has been in my life, as an artist for as long as I can remember.  My first memory iS of listening to You Oughta Know with my babysitter when I was about 6 or 7 years old. Since that memory,  I’ve grown with her different songs, ranging from Perfect and Not the Doctor and more. 

But in the last few years it’s Hand in my Pocket that I’ve most identified with. The lyrics can be found here.  Personally I love the contradiction of this song. I feel like it mirrors the contradictions one commonly faces in one’s 20’s.  The openness to leave one hand out of you pocket while obe. Hand stays in reminds me of the cautious natu many of us find ourselves in as we grow older and wiser (to both dangers and the possibilities of new ideas and experiences).

Some of my favorite lines include:

I’m broke but I’m happy

I’m sane but I’m overwhelmed

I’m lost but I’m hopeful baby

I’m young and I’m underpaid

I care but I’m restless 

What it all comes down to

Is that everything’s gonna be quite alright

 

The beauty of this song, is that despite the ups and downs of life at this age,  everything will “be quite alright” when everything pans out.  And that’s another thing I started to take to heart and tried to do, to let things turn out okay. To let go of the worry and just try to trust the process of life.

It’s worked wonders- and that’s why this song  is the Anthem of my 20’s.