So the bakery had, a regular customer, I shall call "Buttercup", only because, to me, she was most of the time, anything but. I say had, as she has passed away recently, which has left me with mixed emotions...Why? You ask...
She asked if she could have a refill of coffee for buying an iced tea-two different prices, scolded me for dumping the coffee too early, when I asked what kind of coffee to save,so I could dump the others not in use...But in more recent visits, was kind, and understanding, of issues, like the coffeepot running over because a screw had fallen out of the lid...It was strange the sudden shift...
So now I sit in the den, my brother's old room,blogging about my feelings, or the sifting through thereof, because that's what I do rather than pay the $35 for therapy, because frankly, not to speak ill of the dead, but "Buttercup" is not worth the $35. I know my feelings, however mixed, they're completely normal when one person makes a situation difficult, then is completely nice, then passes away...
My initial reaction was-I had nothing to do with it, no prayers for miracles, as I had with "Shamallama" (See "Nobody's Perfect"), no wishing death upon her. No, this was not my fault. Transitioning into sadness, as she had finally started being nice to me, and I had never gotten to do any Mickey Mouse giggling to see if she would notice the change in voice pitch, not that I actually would have done it, but, just the simple fact, that now I can't... I'm really not sinking into depression, as frankly, from all the trouble she caused me, I finally transitioned into relief, relief that I wouldn't have to skate around the bakery, not knowing what kind of mood she'd be in.
No, do not feel sorry for my loss, I didn't know her that well, there were those at the Bakery that were closer to her, it's not my loss, nor is it a gain, It simply is what it is...
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Sunday, May 22, 2016
Me Is Okay
It came to my attention lately, that one of my dear friends from middle school and beyond, whom I've known since the September 11th, was told she was scary, and that it is not okay to be her. My assessment of the situation is that these people/ this person, do/es not know her well. That they are intimidated by her, and have no other way to express their feelings of fear.
I know all to well, that trying to change who you are, eliminate a nervous giggle, does not work. It's the little things that make all the difference, it's the little things that will hopefully drive you to leave a terrible situation, from the sounds of it, my friend, who shall remain nameless.
Find the people who are your equals, who are not in the least bit intimidated by you. Your true friends like me, love who you are, we embrace your weirdness, just as you embrace ours. I know you are a incredibly strong woman, and have been since the day we met. You're a tough nut to crack, which is why I worry as to who is telling you this, who is making you feel this way? Me, I know your opinion is always honest to you, true to who you are, even if we may not want to hear it... You've never been one to hold yourself back from your truth, don't start now.
I know all to well, that trying to change who you are, eliminate a nervous giggle, does not work. It's the little things that make all the difference, it's the little things that will hopefully drive you to leave a terrible situation, from the sounds of it, my friend, who shall remain nameless.
Find the people who are your equals, who are not in the least bit intimidated by you. Your true friends like me, love who you are, we embrace your weirdness, just as you embrace ours. I know you are a incredibly strong woman, and have been since the day we met. You're a tough nut to crack, which is why I worry as to who is telling you this, who is making you feel this way? Me, I know your opinion is always honest to you, true to who you are, even if we may not want to hear it... You've never been one to hold yourself back from your truth, don't start now.
Friday, May 13, 2016
Why?
May I just ask, why?
Why would you stay in a toxic relationship, be it friend or significant other?
Why does Bubba Joe Jack (one of them) like nothing I do on social media, yet talks to me to no end?
Why is editing so damn hard, be it in writing or from my mouth?
Why won't my mental illness go away and never return?
Why do I care so much about what other people think of me?
Why don't they actually care?
Why should abortion be completely illegal, when people will still do it regardless, this way it's done safely?
Why should a group of primarily elderly men, and menopausal women decide what I can and can't do with my own body?
Why are men not forced to get vasectomies at a certain age, if I as a female could be forced into a pregnancy?
Why should certain family members and friends have to hide part of their identity, just to be accepted by the public?
Why do some feel that love should be illegal for some others?
Just ask yourself, why?
Why would you stay in a toxic relationship, be it friend or significant other?
Why does Bubba Joe Jack (one of them) like nothing I do on social media, yet talks to me to no end?
Why is editing so damn hard, be it in writing or from my mouth?
Why won't my mental illness go away and never return?
Why do I care so much about what other people think of me?
Why don't they actually care?
Why should abortion be completely illegal, when people will still do it regardless, this way it's done safely?
Why should a group of primarily elderly men, and menopausal women decide what I can and can't do with my own body?
Why are men not forced to get vasectomies at a certain age, if I as a female could be forced into a pregnancy?
Why should certain family members and friends have to hide part of their identity, just to be accepted by the public?
Why do some feel that love should be illegal for some others?
Just ask yourself, why?
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
What I Can't Stand...
Let's face it, we all have things we just can't stand, here's mine, can you relate, or am I just weird? You decide...
1. People that make you pause the movie while they go to the bathroom.
HELLO! How self important are you, that you either cannot bare to watch the movie again, or how bad is your bladder control? Like what disease do you have, to where you have to urinate that many times during a movie? THEN, I might pause the movie to no complaint....But seriously, would you have done that in a theater, say, during the latest Captain America premiere, NO! You would be shunned, possibly kicked out for being disruptive! This is the real reason, we cannot be friends, -person at a friend's house, that made us stop the movie,- who shall remain nameless...You're hydrated, lay off the water already!
2. "Bro"
You name it, "Bro", "Brosef", or Bromances, they are annoying! Not everyone is a damn brother to you! That would be impossible! I swear, if "Bubba Joe Jack" (one of them) and "Cletus" start calling each other Bro, or worse yet, Brosef, I'm walking out on both...or puking, and I will not be cleaning it up! I mean, that's sweet in a way, but I don't go around calling all females "sis", only those that get dubbed as my "sister" by some random electrician/plumber (I'm still not sure which!) because we have the same nose, and were talking because we know the same people!
3. People who refuse to say please and thank you.
Like, I get forgetting to say it, we all do, probably when we shouldn't. But, yes, I mean people who refuse, because they "were not raised" to do so. My Momma would throw a fit if I ever said that to anyone! *Cough* "Ethel" *Cough*. Yet these people still exist, and work in the customer service field successfully, how? Who really wants to know...
4. Waiting for a call/email/letter back about an interview/you name it.
Far more annoying then any bromance...Longer than is comfortable...Far worse than awkward silence. I'm hopefully waiting for a response from at least one of my interviews, one that I really want.
In the meantime...I've sent out emails/tweets about guest blogging projects to, Depressed Cake Shop(written something that should be published soon)...This Is My Brave, I've been in contact with, about possibly the end of May writing something for them. Sweatpants & Coffee, I've sent an email, and tweeted to about possibly writing something for them. I've been in touch with The Mighty, about checking out my blog/giving ideas for what to write about for them, Some of their stuff ends up in National papers, just sayin', and as always, possibly writing something for the #CPChatNow website, which you should google, and check out, should we ever figure something out... Name dropping, so totally name dropping, all of the sites that I mentioned, you should check out on Facebook on their respective pages!
61st post!
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1. People that make you pause the movie while they go to the bathroom.
HELLO! How self important are you, that you either cannot bare to watch the movie again, or how bad is your bladder control? Like what disease do you have, to where you have to urinate that many times during a movie? THEN, I might pause the movie to no complaint....But seriously, would you have done that in a theater, say, during the latest Captain America premiere, NO! You would be shunned, possibly kicked out for being disruptive! This is the real reason, we cannot be friends, -person at a friend's house, that made us stop the movie,- who shall remain nameless...You're hydrated, lay off the water already!
2. "Bro"
You name it, "Bro", "Brosef", or Bromances, they are annoying! Not everyone is a damn brother to you! That would be impossible! I swear, if "Bubba Joe Jack" (one of them) and "Cletus" start calling each other Bro, or worse yet, Brosef, I'm walking out on both...or puking, and I will not be cleaning it up! I mean, that's sweet in a way, but I don't go around calling all females "sis", only those that get dubbed as my "sister" by some random electrician/plumber (I'm still not sure which!) because we have the same nose, and were talking because we know the same people!
3. People who refuse to say please and thank you.
Like, I get forgetting to say it, we all do, probably when we shouldn't. But, yes, I mean people who refuse, because they "were not raised" to do so. My Momma would throw a fit if I ever said that to anyone! *Cough* "Ethel" *Cough*. Yet these people still exist, and work in the customer service field successfully, how? Who really wants to know...
4. Waiting for a call/email/letter back about an interview/you name it.
Far more annoying then any bromance...Longer than is comfortable...Far worse than awkward silence. I'm hopefully waiting for a response from at least one of my interviews, one that I really want.
In the meantime...I've sent out emails/tweets about guest blogging projects to, Depressed Cake Shop(written something that should be published soon)...This Is My Brave, I've been in contact with, about possibly the end of May writing something for them. Sweatpants & Coffee, I've sent an email, and tweeted to about possibly writing something for them. I've been in touch with The Mighty, about checking out my blog/giving ideas for what to write about for them, Some of their stuff ends up in National papers, just sayin', and as always, possibly writing something for the #CPChatNow website, which you should google, and check out, should we ever figure something out... Name dropping, so totally name dropping, all of the sites that I mentioned, you should check out on Facebook on their respective pages!
61st post!
If you haven't already, like the blog Facebook page at-https://www.facebook.com/lindsayslifewithcp
Follow me on twitter- @LindsMRoach
Instagram-LINDSAYROACH
Thanks for reading!
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