Friday, May 6, 2011

Wrong Number Texts

Another website I have become addicted to is wrongnumbertexts.com. This website is where people can go and put a snapshot of texts that they have received from people who have the wrong number. Some are from people that they don’t know, some are from people that they do know, but have just sent it to the wrong person.


Now imagine your dad sending you something racy meant for your mom. Eww gross, right? Or imagine meaning to text your friend details about something bad you did last night but somehow sending it to your mom. Big oopsie right? We are in a digital age and it makes for lots of cannon fodder!

While I truly enjoy and love to go to the sites and read about peoples interesting failures and mistakes, I do have to say that I think it has brought many bad things our way as well. Boys getting in trouble because girls are sending them dirty pictures of themselves and then the boys pass them around. It’s wrong on both their parts. Pedophiles have more access to our kids and most of our kids just don’t want to believe these things can happen to them, regardless of whether we tell them about it or we keep them sheltered.

We are definitely more aware of what is going on in our world today, and I think that’s a good thing, but I also wonder if it’s a bad thing too? Is ignorance really a good thing for some people? Is there any truth in what they say? That some people would not be doing some of the bad things they do, if it was not first brought to their attention by hearing or seeing it somewhere else? On the other hand I think it’s not fair to punish everyone because a few can’t control themselves? But are we already punishing people because these people end up doing atrocious things anyhow?? What’s the answer? I sure don’t know. I just hope they stay the heck away from me and mine and hope they get caught before they can hurt anybody.

Either way, if you’re bored and want a good laugh check out wrongnumbertexts.com.

~Miss

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Impatiently Waiting

This was the Facebook status update of my mom’s cousin today. My response to her, “That’s the story of my life.” On further reflection I have a feeling that it’s probably the story of many people’s lives. With the day to day hustle and bustle of our lives we are always running from one thing to another thing and always in such a hurry. Never leaving much time for us to ‘stop and smell the roses’ so to speak. I tried to think of a time when I am not Impatiently Waiting for something and realized that I’m always waiting for something even if it’s not impatiently. When watching a movie even if I enjoy it, I am still waiting for it to end so I can leave to go do the things I need to get done, or go to sleep. When taking a bath, reading my book, I am waiting to finish the end of the chapter so I can get out of the tub so I can go do whatever needs to be done before I can go to bed for the evening. Whatever it is, whatever the time or day I am always waiting for the next thing to come with no care of how enjoyable a task it is or how appreciative I am for what I am doing or receiving I am always just waiting for the next thing to come along. So now I ask myself how can I change my entire outlook on life to not be just waiting? Is it even possible? Obviously today is one of those days.. LOL

~Miss

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Unedited For Your Enjoyment

So I'm reading this article on PoWM.com which is one of my new favorite websites of all time! I have a few of them that I'm sure you'll be reading about soon! Anyhow, the first thing, it totally reminds me of my cousin Kevin he would totally have died if his parents had moved him to a po-dunk town out in the boonies (my daughter says nobody calls it the boonies anymore, well I just did!).
Anyhow, back on topic. It just reminds me how sick people can be. It's bad enough that these people steal things. Go in and trade out their old stuff for new stuff, but to leave poop in the leg of the pants, that takes a whole different kind of sick person to do that. uggh. Nasty!

If you are ever bored or have some time to kill, I definitely recommend checking out the pictures or stories on PeopleofWalmart.com.

Unedited For Your Enjoyment

~Miss

Friday, April 15, 2011

Nails

This is going to be an ongoing quest for me until I can find someone or give up.  I am looking for a place that can do my nails.  I like having the acrylics, but I can’t find a place that can do a fill without leaving the stress marks (or red lines) on my fingernails.  It really irritates me.  I have tried World of Nails in Gilbert, Nailspa Expose in Chandler and today I am going to LeVie Nail in Gilbert.  We will see how they do.  If you know of anyone in the East Valley that can do nails and not have the red lines on my fingernails, PLEASE let me know!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Mean Kids

Kids can be so mean sometimes! My daughter started a new school after winter break. At first it was great! She made new friends and even got a new boyfriend (which I was not all that excited about, since she’s only 13). The new boyfriend thing didn’t last too long and since she’s the one who broke up with him, she was the one who received the backlash. She didn’t want to tell me that she was being taunted, but finally broke down and told me some of the mean things that some of these kids were saying to her. I know that kids can be mean and cruel, but some of these things are totally uncalled for and they weren’t coming from the kid she broke up with, but from his friends.


I have a child who totally loved school, thrives at school and gets good grades. Now she hates going to school. When I told my mother that my answer to the problem is to move her back to her old school, my mother’s response is that I’m teaching her to run from her problems. I don’t think that’s the case. I know that she can be happy at her old school and she can thrive there. Why make her suffer the last month of the year when she can be a good student? Even though my mother dislike’s my choice, she’s my daughter and I think I have to do what I think is best for her in this situation and that is moving her back. Next year she will be going to a new school again, to high school and may have the same problems arise, but I doubt that will be the case. I think the atmosphere here is different than it is out there. Maybe I am wrong? Only time will tell.

Sleep

What is is about sleep that we need? I mean, why is it that I need AT LEAST 8 hours and some people can run on 5 or 6 hours? I am sitting at my desk and I’m almost asleep. I thought I would ponder for just a little while to get me over this extreme tired period. I love my sleep and would be more than willing to get more of it. Every morning when I wake up I say to myself that I am going to bed early tonight and I hardly ever do. I guess I’m too afraid that I’m going to miss something. Not sure what, but I might miss it. Gosh, I need to go to sleep early. It’s not good to be this tired at work. I need to be able to function.


What do you think about massages? I haven’t had one in a long time. I want to go and get one. Man, I sure do need one. I feel so tense. My shoulders are killing me. I’m going to have to seriously look into this again.

~A

Monday, April 4, 2011

Really real or really not?

(cough)..book! Oh boy....excuse me! I feel like choking and this is my first time posting. I know i'll do better...(cough)..book! Man!...something definitely went down wrong. :) Okay so i wont mention the name but hopefully you get the jest of what I'm trying to say. I'm strictly speaking just for myself but how exactly is it i found my way to one of the largest albeit virtual countries known to exist. I packed no bags left no forwarding address and made no reservations with uhaul yet i find myself living quietly (at times) doing chores, sharing goods and building fortunes. What a blissful existence right? For over a year it was and rather than take anyone willing to read this on a 0-100 head rush ill prepare you for it in future posts. The stage is being set and the characters are waiting in the hall ready to audition. So until then have a wonderful day.