The Rules of Blogging

So, some of you know the current drama, some don't.  And that's fine.  I'm not even going to go into it.  But it DOES have to do with the big change to a whole new page. 

I am going to lay out some rules to my blog.  They're universal and can translate to anybodies'. 

1.)  I write this blog for nobody, yet everybody.  I use this forum to vent out any thoughts I may have that I may not be able to directly express to either my husband, Mother-in-law, friends, or whomever/whatever is twirking me off or got me all excited.  If I direct any part of the blog about anyone, then they can get as twirked off as they please.  I asked for it.

2.) If you do not like what I have to say or who I am online as a person, you can go directly to Hell.  To flame me (i.e. bad mouthing, nay saying, attacking me verbally through comment about who I am as a person) I WILL report you for cyber-bullying and promptly delete the comment.  I'm not dealing with that b.s.  If you push it enough, I will take you off as a friend if you hadn't to me already.

3.)  Be adult about it the comments if you object to my opinion.  I want a clear reason, at least 1 piece of evidence, and have it written with TOTAL RESPECT.  I tend to write about politics & religion quite a bit.  Non-conventional politics & religion.  See point 2. if you don't like it.

4.) Take most of what I say with a grain of salt.  Most of the time, I do try to be humorous.  I'm just very sar-cas-tic.  Again, see point 2 if you don't like it.  But, if you are unclear of my intention of the entire piece, please e-mail me before you comment.  I hate when people shoottheir mouths off about things they didn't get the first time.  Especially when I was being funny and they see it as ignorance.  Lost a couple of people with that one.

So that's it.  Abide these rules and we'll do okay.  If you want to copy & paste this onto you own blog, please.  Feel free.  These should apply to anyone and everyone because we all deserve the same respect.

Shut-Off Notice

This is a notice to everyone I talk to online.  In the next 24 or so, our phone and internet will be getting disconnected.  We haven't been able to pay our bill in full for a few months now.  If there is any reason anyone will need to get a hold of us, you will have to grit your teeth and just chance coming over and hope we're home.  Chances are, someone will be. 

Sadly, I'm pretty positive that at this point, our electricity is next.  Matt works long hard hours at Walmart but because he's not a "full-time" employee, they are forced to pick 1 week out of every six to bone him hours.  Even if he was full time on their hourly wage, though, we wouldn't be making enough.  We're back late on rent every month as it is.  We pay $550 a month, but the late fee is $100.  So since we started living here, we've been paying $650 a month for rent.  With Matt's current check that came in on the 23rd, we at least get to barely keep the apartment.

Now the matter of the money we got for Christmas.  I recieved a pretty generous check from my Paternal Grandmother.  Matt want's me to get something for myself with it.  I'm still debating.  With the check, we could at least pay off the Car Insurance.  Or even put a little toward the piling electric bill.  We could finally get the car a full lube job with the money.  We have been spending as responsibly as we can with every penny we make and recieve for so long now, I would feel totally guilty if I spent this money on something for me.  I feel guilty enough on getting my haircut, feet done, and facial from just 2 weeks ago.  Regardless of the fact that I spent only $30.  An amount the normally waged person would find a "Good Deal".  All I can think right now is "That could have gotten Luke some diapers."

I know a simple solution right now is, "Why don't you get a job, Lori?"  The usual excuse is, "I've been trying but it's hard".  The real reason is I've let my self go soooo much right now that it's an effort just to get out the door.  I have reciently discovered that I have ballooned up to 340 lbs.  I have never been this heavy before in my life.  For the last 10 years of my life, I have been trying like crazy not to get over 330.  I have failed.  I have told countless people that if I ever got to this point, where I can't even walk around the store without needing a motorized cart, to kill me.  I'm pretty serious on this one.  I just don't know what to do to keep my weight down and manageable.  I'm in chronic back pain enough to the point where I can't sleep anymore.  I woke up @ 5:45am this morning because I hurt so bad.  I can't hardly play with my son enough.  I don't hardly even try to go anywhere with him because carrying my own weight with his extra 23lbs is too much when going up and down the stairs.  I'm in constant fear I'm going to fall through the planking outside my door.  I've tried excersising at home with tapes & videos.  I tried taking walks with Luke outside.  I can't afford gyms.  I can't afford dietary suppliments, programs, and foods.  And I definately can't afford surgery.  I feel so trapped.

Regardless, I do have a part time thing with a lady about twice a week.  $10/hour for 2-3 hours a hit or so.  I come home sore, pained, and having to still take care of my son all by myself most the time because a.) Luke would have had already taken his nap so he would be all play mode until 7p-8p. and b.)  Matt would have to go to work immediately after I get home. 

right now, death would be most welcome.  I need the rest, relief from the constant pain, and all the issues Obesity and Scoliosis brings.  Sadly, I can never have that right now.  I am a mother and because of that, death is not an option.  What are we going to do?

Religion as a Culture

There are many cultures in this world.  There are a handful of subcultures within a country.  Some cultures come and go such as fads and stereotypes.  There are some cultures as old as time.  One of those old cultures is Judaism.   

But isn't Judaism a religion?
Why yes Little Billy, it is.  And that is what I want to go into today.

I currently do not have a dictionary within arm's reach but as for what Culture entails, it incorporates these elements:  Religion, Lifestyle, Fashion, Food, and other miscellaneous isms that define a person or people.  Having said this, lets go on a trip to Asia.  Asia is a continent RICH in culture and lifestyles.  Almost every country within the continent have their own Cultures with their own unique styles, religions, foods, and miscellaneous isms that make it the Super Original land mass it is.

For someone or even a group of someones to come in and try to switch these peoples onto living another people's lifestyle seems wrong.  It almost seems like a type of genocide except that no one is being killed.  Just everything that made those people who they were as a society.  Things that worked for them for hundreds of thousands even possibly millions of years.

What is the reason for this discussion?  I will admit that I made the mistake of letting my guard down in a Baptist Church and mentioned my support of Homosexual Rights.  Apparently, the lady I was sitting next to decided to preach to me about how wrong my opinion was.  Yes Little Billy, opinions can be wrong.  Especially when you are in a church of any kind.  Say anything that goes against or challenge their beliefs and they go ape-crazy.  Sadly, this lady decided that Bible Thumping is her tool of choice.  She threw verse after verse at me.  She so badly wanted me to see things her way.

Now, one thing you don't ever want to tell Christians is that the Bible is flawed.  That is the ONE thing they will NOT go for.  To them, The Bible is GOD'S ONE TRUE WORD and no other document, tome, scroll, or book even comes close.  Sadly, I had to keep my mouth going by saying "The Mormons believe that The Book of Mormon is a true amendment to the Bible and was also written by Jesus, and Muslims believe The Koran is The True Word of God and The Jews believe The Torah is God's word.  These religions know this to be true as much as you do The Bible, specifically the New Testiment."  She had to go and say that Mormons had their own messed up views on things.  I bit my tongue from saying "Now I KNOW you didn't just go there."  But I did let her know that I knowingly married into a family of Mormons, my husband being a former Elder and Missionary.  She bit her tongue of any more comments.

In the end, I still can't believe that there are people in this world who deeply believe that they are good people and "judge not" when they themselves condemn anyone who doesn't believe in the "Correct Religion".  Lord even forbid that I don't believe in Jesus in the same way they do.  My mother-in-law knows my views on that subject and I'm sure she prays for me.  I'm not even insulted by it.  The reason I'm not insulted is because she respects my thoughts on the matter.  I wish more people would.  As a matter of fact, I respect her for her beliefs because her opinions, thoughts, and knowledge of the subject she doesn't have to read off from a book.  She doesn't memorize lines to tell me how she feels.  She doesn't even rely on quotes to teach me about Mormonism.  She tells me how it is from her own thoughts, feelings, opinions, facts, and heart.  She is not her religion.  And in her religion, God is refered to as "Heavenly Father".

Me?  I'm actually wanting to study more into Judaism.  I've joked about it from time-to-time and a few of my gamer friends call me "The Jew" on rare occasion due to a character I used to role-play.  But I don't know if Paganism really suits me anymore.  It was fun when I was in my early 20's but I'm older now and I just don't know if believing in spells and the elements really fit me anymore.  I don't know.  But at the same time, converting to such a different religious provider I would have to change everything I am used to being involved in.  Christmas being the big thing.  And I don't want to be the only person in my family to convert and live the lifestyle that goes with it.  I just don't think it would be right.  And how much would that confuse my son?  It's bad enough that my husband and I aren't conventional believers in God, but at least we believe.  Besides, my husband still holds to his Mormon beliefs for the most part.  He tries not to anymore, but he can't help it.  It was how he was raised.  Just like I was raised Baptist and I still think of certain religions with certain predjudicial stereotypes.  Don't be Baptists.  They are taught to hate then disguise it at not being judgmental because "These people just know not what they do."

Eitherway, I got way off track and I totally got off point about Religion as a culture.  If anything, I totally ranted on a subject I just can't let go.  Regardless, I just hope I got the point across.  What do you all think?

Pop this Blog

I just want to welcome you all to my first blog on this site.  I am deeply concidering just posting my blogs here and then copying them to Myspace in the blog section there.  I have created this blog so that my facebook friends and anyone looking for a good blog to read can access this freely and comment what they may without being a friend on said social network. 

Without further ado, here is what is going on in my environment currently.  I am listening and rocking some chair dancing as I type this sentence to Lady Gaga's "Just Dance".  I love love this song and I don't care who you are and how she dresses, Lady Gaga is who I would be if I were famous.  Seriously, what a sweet gimmick.  When you are famous and you are to be somewhere to promote your noteriety, what better way than to dress OUTRAGIOUSLY to where no one can distinguish your real looks underneith.  On the opposite end of the rope, when you are just kicking back being you and you need to go to the store, or go shopping, or whatever in public, you would have to be the world's best Papparazzi to know that that jane or john doe was actually you!!  The famed Crazy Persona of Hollywood!!  Kudo's Lady Gaga.  Don't take anyone's guff for your outfits.  You know what's up.

Continuing on with my goings on normally, I am a stay-at-home mom for the most part.  I'm not working at the moment because I started having some odd issues with my left leg that resulted in pain, infection, and me too sick to be on my feet.  Long story short, it was athlete's foot.  Got it when I was pregnant with my son in 2008.  Took til 2009 to find out.  Sadly, due to recient financial events, I am going to have to come back into the work place far sooner than I'm comfortable to try.  I am currently working a small care-giving gig to a lady here in town.  Because of State Law and verbal agreement, that's all you get to know about that.

As for my son, he is sleepin'.  He goes down for the count between 7p and 9p.  Lately, he's been dying a bit earlier.  I think it's teething.  He's due for the next 2 bottom toofers to come in.  He's got 4 on top and 2 on the bottom.  At 15 months of age, I would have thought he'd have more by now.  It took him nearly forever to get the first two and shortly after the 4 on top.  That was the worst 2 months ever.  When your child teeths and is too young yet to tell you "Mommy, my mouth hurts", you just want to love and hug until s/he stops crying.  Then, once you set them down, their arms fly up in the air as they look up at you with the "Mommy, hold me" stare.  That look equates to the famed "Puppy Dog Eyes" we get when the dog or even cat wants something.  It breaks your heart to say "No."  But once in a while, you cave.  "Okay Rex, you can have the last of the Cat's food."  Sadly, the cat doesn't speak to you until the next day when you refill her bowl and forgives you for your moment of stupid human weakness.  

Well, that's about it for tonight.  I will try to write a proper blog tomorrow.  I had something on my mind an hour ago but I was kinda having a little too much fun creating the blog page than writing it.  I'm an air element.  We're creative, intelligent, and fickle creatures.  And being a Gemini, watch the layout change frequently.  No really, ask some of my friends on Myspace.  It's not a lie.  I can't keep a layout up more than a month to save my life.  It's sick.