#Stoplookinglikeawhore and Other Thoughts...

     My #Stoplookinglikeawhore hashtag,  my single most liked hashtag, where I state I will not follow someone if any part of them is hanging out in their profile pic. What I mean, is someone with their boobs or buttock exposed on social media. There are certain things a lady need not see,especially when I have my own to look at in the mirror, or just look down at, should I really feel the urge to, So for the women that feel the urge to do so, I see no need, again, I have my own.

     With that said, do not be surprised if the young ladies coming up in this world have their respect lessened for men, because of what you've done. Men and/or women, you're both responsible for this. Men for asking women to do this, women for actually going through with it.
    
     Also, I will not follow you on Twitter, if all your profile states is something about sex, again, no, I will not follow you. This coming from someone who could barely stand to sit, or squat rather, through one pap smear, in all honesty(sorry for the TMI moment-but it's true), and you want me to really care about sex right now? I just survived blood clots and bleeding on the brain, in July, due to taking birth control pills to regulate my period, so no, I do not consider having sex, on my list of priorities right now, social media, #sorrynotsorry to disappoint you.

     I know I help not the drinking culture in "I'm Just Not Drunk Enough to Deal With This Right Now" but actually, I expect it to be a collection of true (to me) stories, I'm 27, despite temptation, I never drank before 21 yrs old. With it being a double standard for Criminology & Criminal Justice majors, which at that time, that was one of mine, so I picked the lesser of the evils at the time. Nowadays I can't drink anyways, because once you've had hallucinations, and you've been known to have a drink on occasion, they tend to frown upon alcohol so again, it really makes no difference, now does it. My point of this post.

How Now Brown Cow?

     My title being one of my fave lines/moments from "The Nanny". Cuz I'm old like that I guess, for all you youngun's reading this, see the 90's, of which yes, I do remember part of, at least...

     Anywho, I am making progress and am at least maintaining my under 185 goal at home, but we shall see what the nasty, evil, vile, scale at the Dr.s Office says on Wednesday, along with hopefully an exercise regimen that won't kill me, or any of my body parts, like my ankles for example, I kinda need those.
    
     Also, my new line of work has me pulling long hours, but that's what happens with full-time hours I guess. No news otherwise to report there.

     All is peaceful-like on the bakery front, but then again it's me-One of the old Bakery Girls, "Dr. Donut", and "The 16 yr old wonder". It can't really be explained why it works with the three of us, but it does. As long as I don't come in on the wrong part of any conversations.

     Anyways, life is overall good, so sorry, but I kinda have nothing to whine about for your pleasure and amusement, I don't work, nor see Bubba Joe Jack (one of them), anymore, and I'm glad. That's how goes it, the end.

I Really Do Like Other Things Besides Sloths...

     While yes, if you know me, you've probably know I like other things besides sloths, they're probably just the thing that now pops into my family and friends' minds when they think of me. Some other things I like, include the following, in no particular order, because I didn't think this through...:

1. Betty White, she's awesome, I want her career longevity.
2. Funko Pops-but only characters I actually relate to which include characters such as
2a. Rose (Betty White's Character on Golden Girls)
2b.Flash (The sloth from Zootopia, okay so I can't relate-but they had me at sloth)
2c. Luna Lovegood-she's quirky, like me, I also just like saying nargles sometimes, watch for that...
The Big Bang Theory characters:
2d.Raj-when he had "selective mutism" towards the opposite sex-teen years I felt like that a little sometimes....
2e. Amy Farrah Fowler for her perfectly timed awkwardness.
2f. Bernadette-personality wise

     Which brings me to, I love that show, and that I can usually find it in syndication, somewhere, at any time of the day(possible exaggeration), basically I would not trade any cast member, because the show would not be the same, I love it too much.

     Sherlock-clearly Benedict Cumberbatch, is awesome as well as the others in it, Cumberbitch? I think not...

     If you want book recommendations-  Look no further than any CP memoir written, to understand the different types, if you want my sense of humor, I tend to suggest Tina Fey, "Bossypants" I laughed the whole ride to CA on the plane, they probably thought me crazy, and if you still have not read the Harry Potter books, read them, all though I haven't finished "The Cursed Child" yet, because it makes me sad to think it's over...Anything that's a memoir, I  usually find enjoyable, so read whatever you like.

     Also Star Wars-Watch them, any order...
    
     Also, not that I don't like Anime or Manga? stuff, it's that I don't understand it, but I know my friends love it, so if you feel like explaining story lines, I will listen happily,and if you call me quiet, I'll tell you they-Australian surgeons, preformed Brain surgery on a Goldfish... There, I warned you.

Oh, and talking about politics just makes me cry...

Why Does FB Think I Want to Look Like a Lumberjack?

     It's Saturday, and I had nothing better to do, so of course, like a true millennial, I get on Facebook. Now what to my wandering to the side bar eyes should appear (paraphrasing-Big-Time) but a rainbow of plaid shirt ads. My only explanation being that FB thinks I should be a plaid loving lumberjack. This as I'm posting videos on Facebook, and instagram, it's true, I love me my social media, but hey! I made it under 185 Lbs. for like two whole days, with more portion control, and cutting back to one can of pop a day.
     Now imagine me getting a workout regimen approved by my new doctor, possibly getting off the blood thinner (if the clots were not genetic, which so far all of the tests have come back negative, find out Feb. 6th for sure!!!) , so back to eating leafy greens or veggies with vitamin K in them, aka a balanced diet, and I could be back down to 140 Lbs, in several months, maybe a couple of years!
      Maybe without anyone singing Hannah Montana songs at me, like I did that one day...Please let it never come to that again! ANYWAYS, yes, I still have more weight to lose. No, I do not want to look like a lumberjack...

Forgotten or Fantastic Opportunity

     So, as some of you may know, I love to read, so much so I have bags of books waiting to be read, which I will read someday, it's not hoarding, if you're really going to read them...but in the process of going to the local book store, I forgot my phone.

     Did I notice before I left? No, I actually didn't notice till I was at my car, and going to call my dear mother. Needless to say, I didn't call her and just returned home, but in that time, I was free from my phone, yes my smartphone was carelessly left on it's own, in the safety of my home. Was I void of technology completely? Well, there was the car I drove there,I had my mp3 player in my bag, in case I needed to calm/center myself while doing said driving (Or wake my self up),  and many other technological advances at the store, but never mind those  back to my point. I did not need my phone, buzzing me with email ads, who's following me on twitter, or Facebook knocking me with some tag, the whole time.

     Does this mean I should leave my phone at home during weekdays that include an hour and a half drive round trip? No, because that's just no good, especially in Iowa winters. But it does mean that maybe, just maybe, for a half hour trip, I can still be free, free from that which I may believe at times may be the only thing connecting me to the outside world, and actually connect with the outside world.

     You should try it sometime?

2016 is over now, Hello 2017!

     So I started trying to write something in late December of 2016, but decided it would be best and get back on the blogging bandwagon in the new year! So here it is, I will try and blog at least once every two weeks to start out with. While STILL working on the memoir, or what I hope will be a collection of true (to me) short stories, since that's what I seem to be good at, and what you all seem to be reading.

     Secondly, I don't make new year's resolutions, but the fact of the matter is I'm about 5' 5" and weigh in at 181, that my friends is going down what one would call a slippery slope, or just plain, not good. That's the heaviest I've ever been. No worries though, I've made an appointment with a dietician for next week, and then another follow-up appointment with a new doctor that seems good to me, I'll hopefully find out what I can and can't do as far as my diet with all the medications I'm on, not to mention the CP, so what to do that won't effect that, or at least not in a pain filled way, when it comes to work outs.

     Lest we forget, I have been through a ton of crap in 2016 health wise, so even the doctor reminded me of this, and said to be kind to myself, she said, it's doctor's orders now. That being said, I still plan on holding myself accountable on here, and am expecting to lower the 181 to something more reasonable, especially considering my hips have started feeling as if though they are "locking up", ever since I went from 145 up to 181, which with CP, is not good.

     In conclusion, Lindsay needs to loose weight, correctly, and needs to soon. In 2 weeks my friends.Hopefully with better news.

See Ya Later

     I once was asked by my first unrelated freshman roommate at ISU from Minnesota, "Why does everyone in Iowa say 'see ya?' " My answer to her was this, "Goodbye is too definite, see ya, means that your paths may cross again, pleasantly." This just confused her more, then again she fit her stereotype to a "T". Freshman girl pledging to an engineering sorority, that played rugby, with majority being her lesbian sorority sisters, nothing wrong if you are a lesbian, some of the closest people to me are gay or lesbian, my frosh roommate just always seemed to tell me when she had some drop by the dorm. If it was a male- I would just find a used condom on the bottom of my croc, after I left the dorm...So I guess I should be glad she was not afraid to tell myself when there were 3+females in the room. Haha...Back to my title...

     I once asked my very first Manager why it wasn't okay to say "Goodbye" to customers at the bakery, at the age of 14. While I don't remember word-for-word, the overall jest was that Goodbye is too definite, we want people to come back to the bakery, "See ya" being short for "See ya next time/later", I understood perfectly, and have being saying "see ya" ever since then.

     This brings me to, when I first started going to church regularly, it was after my Dad had left the building, so to speak. I felt okay going to church again, having been a choir girl since the 5th grade, the music always pulled me back to the church. Having been a college grad, I also had nowhere to sing, have that outlet for expression that had nothing to do with my life as a night manager at the time. It was some time in the winter of 2010-11 that I called up the church,and asked how to join the choir, after hearing a time and talent sermon from the Pastor, to one of the office workers. Coincidentally she showed up to the next choir rehearsal too. I was somewhat unsure of what to expect, I was certainly the youngest person there, and had not sang or auditioned for a choir since my Junior year of college. Who welcomed me to the choir, well, our former choir director of course. I was taken in, to the part of the service I loved the most-the music. So while I did not say my goodbyes,earlier, I will say my see ya's the only way I know how-via blog, I know it's been a week or so, but I've been busy, writing my heart out for my memoir and working hard, per my usual...Stop in to the bakery and say "Hi" sometime, no being a stranger, and you will be missed...