Valentine’s Day 2016

You know those annoying, sappy Valentine’s Day posts about how much the writer loves his/her spouse and what they did on Valentine’s Day? Well be warned… this is exactly that. 😛

This Valentine’s Day was special. I mean every Valentine’s Day is special, but I think that this one easily ranks in the top three. Roy (my husband) and I always each get a day. This year my day for Roy was on Valentine’s Day and his day for me was the day before. It was perfect because it was a long weekend (thank you President’s Day) and Roy’s family was in town, which is always nice, but the weekend was just us. So it was like nice family time then a romantic weekend and then a President’s Day family day trip.

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Flowers I surprised Roy with.

On Saturday, I thought I had our day figured out. Roy is always sweet and thoughtful, but I had no idea what sort of “activity” he had planned. I figured it would be something like dinner and a coffee place or bookstore as the activity (serious bookaholic here, addiction is a matter of perception) or maybe a museum exhibit or something. Roy often jokes I am stuck in my ways and hey, I like what I like, but I’m always down to try new things. But I think sometimes Roy forgets that or is nervous and goes with the old faithful (not complaining, I like what I like). So I thought we’d end up in Boulder and go to Jax Fish House because I love me some seafood. We’ve gone there on anniversaries, random dates or the few times Roy said he was “in the dog house” and the situation called for wining and dining (never a requirement, and he knows this, but it is still what he does for those big-deal things). It’s become like “our place” and there is a great coffee place and two bookstores super close. I thought this would be my Valentine’s Day and I was good with that.

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Another Blogiversary

It almost passed without me even realizing it, but today marks the second anniversary of my first blog post (and this is my first-ever blog).

Looking back on the last year, I’m not sure what conclusions to come to or even any goals to get. In the last year I split this blog into two: this blog and my blog for reviews because posting four times a week was a little much. Now I post less here, because everything is divided up. Even though I planned to split my blog up sometimes I still wonder if it was the right thing. On one hand I like that I’m not posting on this blog FOUR times a week. I mean that’s just a little much (and I should know, since I have written all of my posts – no guest posts yet). And it’s nice to have a blog that is more authentic to who I am and what I think and another dedicated to things I can be silly about. Like guilty pleasure reading material, TV shows, movies, hell even limited time coffee drinks. It was like my blog before had a split personality and now it’s just one person. Albeit a quirky, weird, opinionated, slightly crazy person – but one person just the same. But my new blog, which is eight months old, barely gets ANY views at all, which can be disheartening, especially when I read or watch something that is so awesome I want to share it. So, sometimes I still go back and forth.

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Celebrating The Broncos Win And My Surprising Enthusiasm

I am not a sporty person – like even a little. I don’t watch football, which is kind of funny considering that I dated quite a few football players in my day and even went to games to “cheer them on” while we were dating. But watching most sports (hockey and tennis seem to be the exceptions) – I’m just not that into it. In fact, I’ve written about it before after I got carried away at a hockey game. But even though I do not like football. Or watch it. Or understand it. Doesn’t mean that I can’t get caught up in the excitement every now and then. And the Broncos Superbowl win seems like the perfect event to cause an exception to this rule.

My husband is a Broncos fan. He keeps up with football enough, but never really watches it. He isn’t anti-football, but is a lot less into it than he lets on to others. He’s just indifferent. But he always knows if the Broncos win or lose. Maybe it’s because we call Denver home, or maybe it’s because a lot of his relatives are huge Broncos fans (though I suspect that is just because my husband and I as well as his brother and his brother’s family all live out here). Whatever the reason Roy (the hubs) keeps up with the Broncos. And I simply hear about them and say things like, “That’s nice,” or “That sucks,” depending on their most recent game.

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Pro-Rape: Seriously, We’re Doing This Now?

Okay, so yesterday I was on social media after writing a review, thinking about topics for future blog posts when I came across something I thought must be an exaggerated, inaccurate or “spoof” article because it was just too much. It was regarding a “pro-rape” blogger organizing rallies across the country. As soon as I saw this, I stopped. Pro-rape? I mean, I’ve blogged before about living in a rape culture and how so many things are ridiculous like: penalties for rapists, difficulty in convicting rapists, victim-blame, objectification… the list goes on. But to actually have someone say, “I am for rape. I think it’s great and should be legal. Screw the women who say no.” Um, wow. I didn’t realize we had gone off the deep end yet. But apparently we already have.

“I propose that we make the violent taking of a woman not punishable by law when done off public grounds,” Daryush Valizadeh said in a blog post in February 2015.

I thought that was bad, but it only gets worse. Valizadeh, known as Roosh to his followers called for his followers to come out proudly about how they hate women, but also need sex, which is why they “work so hard” to date them. Roosh himself is a “pickup artist” who has expertise in women that can help his fans get dates. I’m not even going to comment on the absurdity of this statement, just going to leave it right there.

Contrary to some claims, these meet-ups are not formal protests to legalize rape, they’re just a bunch of men getting together and bonding over their mutual enemy – the women they are trying to pick up!

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Work (For) IT!

This past Christmas, I received a generic Christmas card from my father, the same one that was sent out to everyone else. I smiled that I actually received a card and quickly dismissed the passing, “That’s it?”

I have never been entitled, but knowing that I’m always left out of gifts or gestures isn’t the best feeling. My dad currently has one of my younger brother’s friends staying with them, because they have always had the square footage and income to support one (or four) more people. But in high school I was not welcome. After going through a rather traumatic time in my life, I needed refuge and had to beg/sell my dad on the idea of me coming home for a short time period. He agreed, though I always felt he only did because he knew that if he didn’t, and I stayed in California, the next phone call he might get was from a coroner. We did not discuss that though.

It was October 2008, the height of the recession. I arrived at my dad’s home at 12:13am on a Tuesday. That Tuesday I had two job interviews. Wednesday I was hired somewhere. Thursday I started work. While I worked 50+ hour weeks I juggled crippling depression that made it hard to function, nursed my stepmother back to health after she had spinal surgery (as well as keeping up on her blood sugars, she also has diabetes) and took care of the house. We’re talking dusting, windows, floors – the works. This was part of the agreement. I had to earn my keep.

I was 24 and an adult. I couldn’t coast. It didn’t matter that my brother was 20 and my father still paid for his cell phone and car insurance (and he had bought him the car, paid in full at the time of purchase).  And my brother also lived with him. But there has always been a different set of standards and protocol for me and the rest of my siblings. They’re all over there, and I’m somewhere else.

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