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Five Question Friday!

1. Do you apologize to your kids children if you’re wrong?
What foolishness is THAT?! I’M the parent. I’m always right. Whether I’m right or wrong. The sooner they learn that, the easier their lives will be.
Aren’t you glad I don’t have children yet? Honestly, I fully intend to acknowledge and apologize for my wrongs. It’s important to set that example. I got a lot of fussing that wasn’t rightfully mine when I was younger. Mostly because my younger brother never admitted to anything, and I never felt the need to exert the energy required to put up a big enough fight to save my good name. I never really did anything bad. It was strange that my parents thought that I suddenly started doing stupid things. I couldn’t be bothered to protest. If ASKED, I’d say, “No, I didn’t.” If they didn’t accept that, I’d just let ’em go in. A lot of times, they’d realize that I really didn’t do whatever I got in trouble for. Yelling, swearing, threatening. Whatever. Did anyone ever apologize? No. What did I learn from that? That it’s embarrassing to apologize, and it’s much more important to keep one’s pride. To this day, I have to really sort of pep talk myself when I know it’s right to give an apology. It’s hard, but after kicking myself around a little, I do it.
2. Do you have a class ring, Letterman’s jacket, or similar obscenely priced high school “must have”?
I have a class ring. I still wear it, even though I’ve since graduated from university. It’s actually on my wedding ring finger. I put it there so that people would think that I’m married, at a glance. Also, when people asked why it’s on that finger, I always said, “Because I’m married to school.” Real meaning: Don’t mess with me. I’m about the books, and they come before the boys. NOT. INTERESTED. Yeah, I was pretty hardcore from back then. The plan was to stop wearing it when I got my university ring, which I would wear on my middle finger. I never went to pick it up. *sighs* Now I want it. I’d also like to note that my grandmother goes on and on every time she sees me with the ring on that finger. Old people (here, at least) think it’s bad luck to wear a ring on that finger. “Hard luck,” actually. Pssh! WHATEVER! How much harder could my luck get with the whole marriage deal, really? I already have to go to a specific state (or Canada) to get married. LOL.

3. If you could be one age for the rest of your life, what age would you choose?
25. I’m liking it. A lot. 🙂

4. What is your favorite (unused) baby name?
Ooohhh, tough onnnnne. I haven’t used ANY of my baby names yet. It’s hard to pick one. I really like Tali because it’s a combo of Babe’s name and my name. And it doesn’t look or sound a mess like Marvinique, child of Marvin and Monique. *facepalms*
Other than that, I reeeally like Eleni.
There aren’t many boy names that I like. They’re just kinda there. I like the sort of classic, simple names like Matthew and Anthony. Other than that type, I like the offbeat names like Shor.

5. If you could make your child like something what would it be?
My parenting skills. LOL.
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After that last post, I feel like I need to spread a little sunshine. And show some gratitude. Sometimes, circumstances get us down. We seem to be more than willing to crouch down, and get under the weather. And then lay flat like dead meat. Cockroaches have more will to live than we do sometimes, when they’re on their backs, legs moving. We need to have that type of GUSTO. Channel our inner cockroaches! We need to WILL ourselves to flip over on the right side, up on our legs, and MOVE. We need to want it a little more.

Well, last week, I went on and on about this job that I really wanted. Quick catch up for those who didn’t see this post,  this post or this post. I applied through a friend of friend, I got awesome reference letters, I asked around to see if anyone else knew the employers, etc. I got the interview. I had all kinds of ride drama. I was kind of sort of late-ish for the interview. The interview went pretty well. I hoped and prayed that my showing up a minute late didn’t overshadow my SHINE in the interview. I begged people to hope and pray and send out positive vibes on my behalf. Yeah. So… I GOT. THE FREAKING. JOB! YESSSSS!

I have not the words. DO YOU HEAR ME?! I. HAVE NOT. THE WORDS. I am SO HAPPY!

Babe messaged me, telling me to call the employer. They called her cell phone (the number I left as my contact). I called back for her to offer the job! This happened yesterday. I didn’t want to get too excited until I got an official job offer. It was emailed to me this morning. Let me tell you… It is AWESOME. All I could have asked for. This is truly my DREAM JOB. I will be able to pay my bills and live comfortably. I’ll have health insurance, finally. (I haven’t had health insurance since I got kicked off of my mom’s plan when I graduated from university.) I am in my glory right now. Y’all don’t know. Y’all have NO. IDEA.

I start on October 17. Enough time to give 2 weeks notice. Perfect. The office is sort of far away, in the “rich white people” area. I have no idea what bus to take to get there, but I’m definitely going to figure it out. Probably on my next day off, Babe and I can take the bus early in the morning, and see how long it takes to get there, and figure out what time I’ll need to leave home. Maybe we can talk to the driver to coordinate schedules or something. We’ll see. Right now, I feel like I could bike/walk there, I’m so excited. No matter what I have to do, I WILL get to work. ON TIME!

Thank you all so much for hoping and praying, and crossing your fingers, and all that good stuff. WOO!

Since it’s Thankful Thursday, lemme let you know what else I’m thankful for.

  • Caring, supportive family
  • Ma bring me lunch yesterday (Made a great dinner for Babe and I last night)
  • Babe’s never-ending support and positivity
  • The ability to blog
  • All the cool people I’ve met through blogs (mine and their)
  • NEW JOB! (Yeah, I had to say it.)
  • Hope
  • Music
  • My dad bringing everything I asked for, especially…
  • Kindness
Has anything amazing happened in your life this week? What are you thankful for?
Most importantly, are you a runner? If you are, can I add your email to my running (pun intended) support list?

Missing Boy Found Dead

Sometimes, I feel like we live in the saddest possible version of the world. There are far too many people dying of curable diseases and circumstances. Money rules too many lives. Illiteracy is more rule than anyone would like to admit. Too many people don’t know how to settle differences without the use of harsh words and/or weapons. There is too much talking, and not enough listening. There is too much focus on the problems, and not enough on the solutions.

Yesterday was a sad day in The Bahamas. Another sad day, I should say. The crime rate is ridiculous. The murder count for this small nation of less than 400,000 people is over 100. The most recent murder victim was an 11 year old boy. He’d been reported missing a few days ago. His mother and sister have been on the news and in the newspapers, begging for his safe return. He’d left his home some time between 4pm and 6pm (don’t ask me why a 2 hour time period is used to say when a child left his home) to go to the gas station (a little further than “right across the street”) to get candy. He never returned. His body was found yesterday morning. It was evident that he’d been raped/molested and killed.

You should see the posts on the brief news update, tweets, and posts on community forums. They are just as sad as this horrible crime. People are blaming the government. People are saying the police are not doing their jobs. The parents are being blamed. It’s ridiculous.

A comment on the news update struck something within me. It’s a quote from the Chief Justice of The Bahamas in 2007.

“Moral codes survive only if they are constantly taught and practiced. Rules are kept by convention, habit and self-interest, and to a large extent, because other people keep them. Self-interest works for the common good. Operating a code of behavior is like a pyramid sales operation. As long as it continues, its working guarantees its future. Once a significant number of people starts to breach the code with any frequency, self-interest becomes self-centeredness and the whole system falters. People behave badly; other people then behave badly because they have lost trust. They do not have the confidence to follow what their consciences often prompts them to do. Disorder becomes its own recruiting sergeant.”

As for the reasons that things like this happen, there are many, but I believe that the quote above is too true for many people to admit to, or acknowledge. I don’t know what else to say.


A. Age: Quarter of a century, I am!

B. Bed size: Queen. Just like me!

C. Chore that you hate: The part of sweeping where you have to get it in the dustpan. And putting dishes away. I don’t mind washing them. It’s the putting away that I really don’t like much.

D. Dogs: Don’t like them. Hope to never been begged by a child to have one.

E. Essential start to your day:  Natural light, shower, breakfast, tea.

F. Favorite color:  Lime green!

G. Gold or Silver: Gold. Though I’m making the switch from yellow to white.

H. Height: 5’8″ ish.

I. Instruments you play:  I was teaching myself guitar. Haven’t picked it up in a while. I hope to do that soon. I was getting pretty good. Not concert good. Sit around the camp fire and play recognizable tunes good. Hahaha.

J. Job title:  Purchasing Clerk. Ugh.

K. Kids: I want 4 or 5.

L. Live: The Bahamas.

M. Mother’s name: Jill.

N. Nicknames: Lici, Lic (pronounced “Lees”)

O. Overnight hospital stays: Nope.

P. Pet peeves: Incorrectly squeezed tubes of toothpaste, dirty shoes, knuckle cracking…

Q. Quote from a movie:

S. Siblings: 2 brothers, 2 sisters. Perfection! (Only one is younger. A brother.)

U. Underwear:  I don’t get why we can’t walk around in them, but we can walk around in bikinis. *looks around* Anyone with me on this?

V. Vegetable you hate: I love veggies! Hmmm… Pumpkin? It’s kinda just there. I don’t HATE it. I just don’t really LIKE it.

W. What makes you run late: Other people. Lol.

X. X-Rays you’ve had:  Chest. After a car accident.

Y. Yummy food that you make: Chicken parmigiana, Chocolate Cake of Sin (named by a youth. Hahahaahha), Nacho Dip.

Z. Zoo animal: Elephants and tigers!

Riding the Bus in Nassau

11 Things About Riding the Bus in Nassau, Bahamas

  1. Very few people pay when they get on the bus. Just about everyone pays when exiting the bus.
  2. There is no nice, neat little thingy to put the money in. You have to pay the driver directly.
  3. There are very few marked bus stops.
  4. There are no buttons or pull-things to alert the bus driver that you’d like to get off of his smelly bus and stop subjecting yourself to his horribly reckless driving. You literally have to say, “Bus stop.” Heaven help you if the driver is playing loud music (and they often do).
  5. The bus stops pretty much anywhere. On highways, on corners, on roundabouts. They don’t care. They rarely pull over. They block traffic. For this reason, they hardly ever get let out of corners. Other drivers HATE bus drivers, and NEVER want to be stuck behind one.
  6. Drivers do not stick to routes. They turn through side corners, and make decisions about which way they will go depending on traffic, personal schedules, police presence, etc. Yes, this means that you could miss a bus because you are standing on a main road when the driver has taken a shortcut, leaving you standing there until another one comes along.
  7. There is no bus schedule. There is no way to know when a bus on a particular route will pass by. There is no phone number to call for information. You just stand, wait, and pray.
  8. You will, sometimes, be caught up in a race. If two buses on the same route are on the same street at any given time, they will likely race to be the first in line (to pick up more people). This means that there is a lot of driving on the wrong side of the road to overtake other buses. Sometimes, they even yell and swear at one another.
  9. You will have ridiculous experiences that only people who have had similar experiences will believe. (A post detailing some examples will follow.)
  10. Every bus ride costs (US)$1.25 for adults. There are no transfers. You must pay on every bus.
  11. Each bus seats about 30 people. Four in front, 4 single seats to the left, 6 rows of double-seats to the right, a backseat for 4, and 6 flip-out seats.

Couples Dynamics – StumbleUpon

Source: Couples dynamics – StumbleUpon.

Water is Dangerous – StumbleUpon


H2O: Dangerous Chemical!

A student at Eagle Rock Junior High won first prize at the Greater Idaho Falls Science Fair, April 26. He was attempting to show how conditioned we have become to alarmists practicing junk science and spreading fear of everything in our environment. In his project he urged people to sign a petition demanding strict control or total elimination of the chemical “dihydrogen monoxide.”

And for plenty of good reasons, since:

  1. it can cause excessive sweating and vomiting
  2. it is a major component in acid rain
  3. it can cause severe burns in its gaseous state
  4. accidental inhalation can kill you
  5. it contributes to erosion
  6. it decreases effectiveness of automobile brakes
  7. it has been found in tumors of terminal cancer patients

He asked 50 people if they supported a ban of the chemical.

  • Forty-three (43) said yes,
  • six (6) were undecided,
  • and only one (1) knew that the chemical was water.

The title of his prize winning project was, “How Gullible Are We?”

He feels the conclusion is obvious.


Source: Water is dangerous – StumbleUpon.