New Year's Resolution

It has been over a year since I have posted on my blog. So I am going to jump on the New Year bandwagon and start blogging once again. My plan is to post once a day again. It will be interesting to see if I can come up with ideas. And as always I am open to any suggestions.

My other resolution is to lose the weight that I lose and pack back on every few years. If it were possible for me to comfortably tie my own shoes I'd just wallow in being fat. Obviously I'm going into it with an amazing, upbeat attitude.

My day started with a low tire. Then my cell phone became totally possessed and is no longer functioning. My Microsoft Office isn't working and I'm exhausted. Funny isn't really in my repertoire for this, my first blog post of 2016. I'm sure tomorrow I will once again be hilarious.

See ya'all on the other side.

Donnie Darko

I had to watch and write a paper on Donnie Darko for my Abnormal Psychology class.

Donnie Darko

            The title character, Donnie Darko, portrayed by Jake Gyllenhall, is an intelligent but dark teenager. He is surrounded by cast of characters that range from amusing to deeply disturbed. He is being directed by a giant talking rabbit. After the rabbit named Frank tells him to leave his room in the middle of the night, a jet engine comes crashing through the roof and lands in his room. Since Frank the rabbit saved his life, Donnie feels that he must listen to what Frank says.

            Frank directs Donnie to do many destructive things that lead to positive results, such as catching a child pornographer. Unfortunately, Frank also tells Donnie about the end of the world happening in 28 days, 6 hours, 42 minutes, and 12 seconds. Little does Donnie realize that it’s just his world that will be ending. The series of events of the movie lead to the destruction of many of the people he cares about. His mother and sister die in a plane crash, his girlfriend is stabbed, and his favorite teacher is fired.

            But, there is hope! Because in the course of the movie he discovers the secret to time travel. Using a worm hole, he travels back in time so that he is killed by the jet engine. The idea being that without him none of the rest would have happened.

            Donnie has schizophrenia with visual and auditory hallucinations. I believe that the movie does a good job of portraying a teen spiraling out of control with this disorder. The movie was very dark, not only in tone but visually. I missed most of the visual symbolism of the movie as I was unable to actually see anything. In fact I’m just guessing on the girlfriend being stabbed just from what I heard as it was dark as pitch.

            I believe that Donnie has oppositional defiance disorder, as Donnie is very in your face with all authority figures. He is so defiant that he ends up of screaming at a teacher in front of the class. But, this is not the typical ranting that the media portrays with mental illness (any movie or TV show with a homeless person shows them screaming incoherently), this is a well thought out and concise attack on the teacher. This does a service to the mentally ill I believe, as it shows that they can be highly intelligent and educated.

            I think that this movie was made to be confusing and to make people question their long held beliefs of mental illness, authority, time travel, the American school system, and themselves.

Gender Equality and Feminism

Feminism is a subject that is near and dear to my heart. I am proud to call myself a feminist. Not a so called femi-nazi, but a woman who believes that men and women are equal in all ways. Physically there are some differences but intellectually, emotionally, and in all other ways men and women are on the same equal footing. As a nurse I work in a so called pink collar job. This gives me an interesting and unique perspective into the world of gender equality.

Men and women are equal, period. Unfortunately there are many people who do not seem to understand this concept of feminism. The worst of those are so called feminists who believe that their version of feminism is the only right one. If you are a stay at home mom you are putting the women that came before us to shame. If you choose to work you are neglecting your children. If you dress in a sexy manner then you are stepping on the very throat of feminism. If you dress conservatively then you are pandering to a male dominated society. Women shaming women is the worst blow to the fight for gender equality that there could possibly be.

Here’s the way this is supposed to work. The feminists that came before us fought for women’s equality so that you could be the best woman that you want to be. That means that you can be a stay at home mom, a working mom, a working from home mom, or not even be a mom if that is what you want. You have the right and the power to dress like a Pussycat Doll or like Madeline Albright that is your right. The only right thing that we can do is to embrace each other’s choices.

The other end of the stick is the men, the male dominated workforce, and the male centric world that tries to keep us down. Women are still paid less than men in the male dominated work force. The glass ceiling is still a very real concept. Women are still blamed for their own rape. Uninformed men are still saying things like women can’t get pregnant from legitimate rape.

Why are we still talking about the first woman to do something? Even in our awards shows men and women aren’t equal. There are best male and female categories. Can you imagine the backlash that would come if there was a best African American or best Hispanic category? Until men and women are judged on the same platform we will never be truly equal.

The good news is that you don’t have to be a female to be a feminist. There are men, who have big voices and far reaching fame, that speak out for the equality of women. One day we will stand equal, shoulder to shoulder with men. When that day comes we will not need a definition for equality. Feminism will be an ancient concept. I hope that day is soon.

Deviant Behavior

For this assignment on deviant behavior I decided to do something that would be fairly normal for me but completely odd for the average Jane Doe. I decided to perform this act in a place that would be completely public but would also allow me to have someone who knows me well there. I decided that the perfect public place would be the hospital cafeteria. This is a world where some of the people that are there on a daily basis have seen it all and aren’t shocked by anything anymore. The families of the patients are easy to pick out, they look completely lost and  never thought to be involved in such chaos.

My latest Sociology project

It was a Monday during lunch. Monday’s are always incredibly busy in the cafeteria and lunch is absolutely the busiest time of the day. I was in the cafeteria with one of my coworkers. Nonchalantly I picked up a plastic spoon and walked around with it in my mouth handle first. The spoon was situated so that the bowl of the spoon was sticking out.

This act would be considered deviant because normally people don’t walk around with silverware in their mouths, particularly not in public. That is one of those things mothers all over the world yell at their children about. “Don’t run around with that spoon on your mouth! You’ll trip and it will choke you or go through the back of your head!” I believe that is a common scene in most people’s childhoods. And if they were to walk around with a spoon in their mouth,  they would normally hold it in their mouth in the correct way, not backwards. I was an oddball in a sea of people who were trying to act normal.

I didn’t feel odd or excited by the deviant behavior. This is something I would do completely unconsciously on any day of the week. I tend to be a little bit of an oddball and walk off the beaten path on a regular basis. My friend and I did have a good giggle about it later.

My biggest test was  when I waved at the CEO of the hospital while holding the spoon in my mouth. He didn’t say anything. He just smiled and nodded with an odd quizzical look on his face. My friend, who is used to that sort of behavior from me, didn’t say anything she just shook her head and went on about her business. She did give me a hard time about waving at the CEO later. The majority of the people in the cafeteria didn’t pay a bit of attention to me. For the most part they were rushing around to get the chance to eat during their lunch break. Or they were trying to find something fast and easy so that they could get back to their families up on the floor. There are always the rare few who are taking their time. These are usually the people who are waiting for a surgery or a test to be done.

I think if I were to try this test again I would do it in a public place where people aren’t used to seeing oddballs.

Social Interactions

This is a sociology assignment. In it I was supposed to answer a list of questions. I chose to do this in essay form.

On a typical Friday I occupy my work space, which is an office setting, and a restaurant with my boyfriend. At work I am professional and focused on the task at hand. In order to have total focus I wear headphones and listen to music. Occasionally I take them off to discuss business matters with my coworkers. Even in times that we are talking about things outside of work there is a level of professionalism that I maintain. In the restaurant I laugh and joke with my boyfriend while having little interaction with anyone else there. But, I am still mindful of the other people in the restaurant and tailor my volume and tone to not disturb anyone.

My backstage areas would be in the car and at home. In the protective bubble of my car I dance and sing like no one is watching. At home I am completely able to be myself. I might take off all my clothes and eat a quart of ice cream while watching a mindless reality show. Or I might sit at my desk and work on my homework in a studious fashion.

All in all I do act differently in my front and back stage areas. When I am in a place where I can absolutely be myself I tend to be loud and vocal. In order to not be that way on the front stage I avoid interacting with other people.

I believe that there are many people who act in socially desirable ways even in their backstage areas. I can think of quite a few instances just off the top of my head. However, I am not one of those people. My brother once told me I have the ability to be anything I need to be in any given situation. (I should have been a spy) But, in my personal areas, with the people I feel completely comfortable with, I don’t have any socially desirable pretenses.

I absolutely believe that we are who we are at the core of our being. I have five biological siblings who were all raised by the same people in the same way. Even though there are six of us, every one of us has our own very distinct personality and our very own special quirks. I think that saying we are all essentially blobs cut from the same mold and are only a product of our circumstances is a total disservice to people and to the human spirit. If that were true then we would not have revolutionaries. We would all be content to just wander through life doing the exact same things, in the exact same ways as all the people around us. Granted, some of our traits are forged through our life circumstances but to say that we are only made through those circumstances would be to say that the unfortunate parents of serial killers raise them up to be that way. To me that sounds like a cop out to place the blame on someone else besides yourself.

Group dynamics

This is my first Sociology assignment.

I am a 33 year old white female, a single mom, a nurse, a student, a sister/aunt/daughter, and a Christian. At 33 years old I am beginning into the portion of my life where my grandparents are dying, my parents are starting to have major health problems, and I have to start facing my own mortality. As a Caucasian in the Midwest I am similar to most of the people around me, without a particular culture or heritage. Being female means living with the stereotypes that people place on women. I am considered to be weak or ignorant by some people. As a single mom I have to play the roles of father and mother. As a nurse I hold the health and lives of people in my hands. As a student I am expected to strive for academic excellence. As a sister/aunt/daughter I am looked to by my family for support and help. As a Christian, society looks at me to be a good role model and to not mess up.

All of these things work together to put a tremendous load of responsibility on my shoulders. At any given moment of any given day someone is looking to me for answers, for a helping hand, for food, or for one of another plethora of things that they need. Instead of making me angry or bitter, this has made me into a stronger person who can, and will, face whatever challenges come my way. This doesn’t always mean that it’s going to be easy or enjoyable. It will however be worth it.

If I imagine I were to be the opposite of who I am I would be a minority, male, married with a wife but no children, a businessman, a teacher, an only child with no parents, and an atheist. Let’s say as a minority I were African American I imagine that I would feel somewhat out of place in the Midwest where seeing someone else that looked like me would be a rare thing. A black face in a sea of white. As a male I would still have to deal with some of the stereotypes but they would tend to be more positive. I would be considered competent and able. I can’t even fathom what it would be like in a world without my son. He is my world, every decision I make is based on his best interests. A wife probably wouldn’t be happy with my already full schedule. As a businessman I wouldn’t necessarily be in the position of helping people like I am now. I have actually thought about going into teaching when I get a master’s degree so teaching is not outside the realm of my imagination. As an only child with no parents who would I go to with my problems and for support? Who would I laugh with? Who would know me best because they had always been with me? As an atheist there wouldn’t be a guiding hand in my life. Something larger than me to be there in good times and bad.

I think I’ll stay me.

Survivor

My English 102 final exam

Survivor

            The song, “I’m A Survivor” by Reba McEntire, (White)

is my personal theme song. The theme of the song is surviving no matter the odds that stand in your way. A woman doesn’t need a man in her life to be able to take care of herself and her family. It says that the idea that being strong and never backing down is the best thing that a woman can do.

            I still remember the first time I heard this song. It spoke to me in ways that few things have ever been able to. I immediately went out to find, and buy the C.D. I take strength from the words, knowing that I have a one hundred percent success rate of surviving the bad things that have happened in my life. Because, I am a survivor.

            “I was born 3 months too early, The doctor gave me 30 days.” I should have been born early. Just like the woman in the song, I shouldn’t have lived. My mother had contractions with me for six months before I was actually born. She was on total bed rest for that entire time. I was stubborn and raring to go from the womb.

“But I must of had my momma's will, and God's amazing grace.” My mother is one of the most stubborn people on the planet. Through sheer force of will, and a little help from God, she was able to keep me alive, while taking care of a 4 year old and a 2 year old while my dad worked. I learned my never say die attitude from her.

“I guess I'll keep on livin', even if this love to die for.” There isn’t anything onr anyone that can make me give up on life. I have been in some terrible, hopeless situations but I will keep living. I have a love for my son that makes me get out of bed every morning. No matter how bad things get, or how badly I want to die, he is worth living for.

“Cause your bags are packed and I ain't crying, you walking out and I'm not trying to change your mind, cause I was born to be...”  If you feel it is necessary to walk out of my life I am not going to beg you to stay. If you want to fight for what we have, I will fight to my dying breath, but I will not cry over your leaving.

“The baby girl without a chance, a victim of the circumstance.” From the moment of my birth I have had to fight an uphill battle. Every bad thing I have ever been concerned about has happened. I shouldn’t have survived the circumstances of my birth, I should have died later on in life, and I refuse to give up even in the face of circumstance.

“The one who oughta give up, but she's just too hard headed.” Everyone who knows me knows that I am too stubborn and bull headed to give up on anything. The things in the world that are worthwhile are worth fighting for. The struggle will be hard and I may not succeed but I will never give up the fight.

“A single mom who works two jobs, who loves her kids and never stops.” I work two or more jobs. I go to school full time. I am always making sacrifices for my son. Everything that I do, every decision that I make, is for the greater good of his life. Those decisions are usually hard and heart breaking but they are worth it.

“With gentle hands and a heart of a fighter, I'm a survivor” These lines really say it all. I take care of everyone else, with gentle hands. I have the heart of a fighter. I never, ever give up no matter the odds. The title of the song really says it all. I’m a survivor and nothing will ever stop me.

“I don't believe in self-pity, it only brings you down.” This is so true, self pity doesn’t get you anywhere but in a pit. Take your moment, cry it out, then pull your big girl panties on and go on with life. The world isn’t going to stop turning just because bad things have happened in your life.

“May be the queen of broken hearts, but I don't hide behind the crown.” I should have probably given up on love a long time ago. The people with the biggest hearts are always the ones who get hurt the most. But, building up a wall around your heart hurts no one but  yourself. Take the risk, love hard, get hurt, and try again. The risk is worth the reward.

“When the deck is stacked against me, I just play a different game” You have to roll with the punches. Life is hard, it will come at you fast. You have to learn to bob and weave, sometimes you have to take the hits on the chin and keep fighting. Keep your head down and keep going until you get to the other side.

“My roots are planted in the past, and though my life is changing' fast, who I am is who I wanna be.” I use my past to remember who I am and where I have come from. I may not be the best person I can be, but I am content with the person that I am. That person is a survivor and no matter what life throws at me, I know I can survive it.

This song is an anthem for women. It says that life is rough, but you are stronger than you can even imagine. Take strength in knowing that no matter what, no matter how hard things seem at the time, you will come out alive, better, and stronger on the other side. You have the strength to carry on. When you need a reminder just say, “I’m a survivor.”

Bibliography

White, Philip Brian. azlyrics.com. 2000-2013. Web. 10 December 2013.

Psssshhhh

EEEKKK!!! I have to write a blog..

I have nothing.

Hump day!

Random words!

Yeah I got nothing..

So....have a good day

Job Hunt

Have you seen Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead?

Basically these teenagers mom goes off to Australia for the summer leaving them with the oldest babysitter in the history of ever. Predictably...especially if you pay attention to movie titles she dies. And they dont want to tell mom. I have no clue why they don't want mom to know. Because then they all have to start being responsible and get jobs and stuff. But in the end everyone learns something and they all hug it out. TA DA!


Heres what I am currently taking away from this movie. Christina Applegate is 17 in this movie. If she can find a job as a 17 year old with no experience it should be easy for me.

And yet it isn't....

I need a Hollywood writer to be in charge of my story. I pick Joss Whedon. But Toy Story and Avengers Joss. Not Buffy, Angel,or Firefly Joss. Those people had it rough.

In conclusion....I NEED A JOB

Sunday Fun Day

Yesterday was an insane day.

Woke up late

Went to church and took care of kids first then did service. This was backward from normal and even so I was late.

Had lunch then went to our pastors wife's baby shower.

Had a job interview (more on that later)

Took a nap

Reconnected with an old friend and agreed to try dating him (stay tuned)

That's a lot for 24 hours

So about the interview. It was for a management position at a movie rental chain. The interview was done in the middle of the store. Through the whole thing we had 3 young boys standing watching the whole thing.

The job would require me to relocate, make significantly less money, and be on call 14 hours a day 7 days a week. So it wouldn't be a good fit.

I posted that info on Facebook and then was verbally attacked by someone I barely know for being ungrateful.  That of course went over like a ton of bricks but he blocked me before I could really blast him

An interesting Sunday. ..

TKO

I have a beef with crime drama and action TV shows. When they knock out the bad guys the bad guys then stay knocked out until such a time as the entire situation is over.

First of all do you have any idea how hard it is to actually knock out a person?? Think about it heavy weight boxers...people who are trained to hit hard and correctly...can't do it. It is such a rare occurrence that when it does happen it becomes part of their stats. And that is after fighting for multiple rounds.

But on these shows a 100 pound woman is able to knock out a man twice her size every single time.

Then after they knock them out they just leave them there. Expecting them to just lay there for the 20 minute firefight, instead of sneaking up behind them and killing them because they're too stupid to at least tie up the 300 pound steroid ridden freak.

Why doesn't anyone ever listen to me?

Short and Sweet

This post is going to be short and sweet. The exact opposite of me.

I have a job interview today. I'm afraid to get excited about it because none of the others have panned out. I woke up and am now working on coffee and breakfast. With the idea that caffeine and food is always a good thing. I have given myself plenty of time to get ready without being rushed.

10-1 says something happens that ends up making me run around like a crazy person.

After the interview I have to go and take a test for my nutrition class. That shouldn't be difficult...although I haven't been testing well the last few weeks. This has been a rough semester with all of my personal stuff. I can't wait for it to be over.

Wish me luck!

Where's That Candy House?

I have figured out my purpose on Earth.  Are you jealous? I bet you don't know what your purpose is.

My purpose is to be the boogey man that parents use to keep their children in line. My life is a cautionary tale. If my life story was an Aesops Fable the moral would be Don't Do What She Does.

Girls want to date the bad boy? Parents can say "Look at Maggi, she dated the bad boys and she ended up abused, homeless, and pathetic."

Kids want to have a kid? "Maggi had a child out of wedlock at a young age. Then after struggling and fighting and working 80 hours a week look how she ended up"

You don't want to go to college? "You can be stuck in the same dead end job forever, just like Maggi."

Give 110% of yourself to everyone you meet? "You'll end up bitter, sad, and alone."

All my story needs is a witch in a candy house.

My Merry Breakdown

I had a breakdown at church. I learned something about myself during this crazy crying jag...it is not possible for me to cry uncontrollably and look at somone at the same time.

Also in the midst of my breakdown I realized that I will not allow myself to completely break. This I already knew. It's why I would never make it in the military. That whole break you down to build you back up thing. I won't break. Not even to be better.

So there was lots of crying. In some ways I feel better, stronger. In others I feel really vulnerable. Im not even sure where I'm going with this post. Or why I felt the need to start it in the first place.

Welcome to my mind

A Whole Lot Of Halloween Win

Yesterday was Halloween. It's not a holiday that i normally celebrate. I hadn't planned on doing anything yesterday. Except work. Because I always work. On the way home from a fourteen hour day I decided to stop by my friends house. Best decision I've ever made.

My friend dressed up as a witch. A really really good witch. People could hear her cackling all over the neighborhood and came looking for her. I passed out candy while she scared young and old alike. I think she may have made a grown man wet himself. Children cried. And I laughed. A LOT. Therapy bills will be increasing quite a bit in that area of town.

After that I went by and saw my sister and her family. Some of my favorite people. All in all it was a great time. And I wasn't eaten by a zombie. 

Zombie Dark Thirty

Started my day at 4 am. 4 is early. The birds arent even awake. Drove two hours to work. I came up with an amazing blog idea on the drive. Couldn't write it down or anything because of the driving and now the idea is gone forever....or at least until it occurs to me again.

Get to the patients house, 2 hours in the middle of nowhere. In the dark. The deep deep dark. And rain. After listening to a zombie book for 2 hours.

 At the end of the long gravel drive are two lihts. Two houses. No one told me there would be two houses. Its before 7 am and I'm not sure what to do. All I can think of is my zombie book. I'm not afraid of zombies I'm afraid that if I come out of the dark someone might think I am a zombie.so I very bravely tried calling the phone number that I had for the family.

Of course no one answered the phone. I knocked on the door, knocked again, and a third time. Finally,  I got an answer. No zombies or zombie killers.

Soon it will be 8 am....

Phenomenal Woman

The poem, “Phenomenal Woman” by Maya Angelou, celebrates womanhood. It is a call to women to love themselves no matter how they look. It is crying out to women to celebrate their strength and their power. To revel in their beauty. To embrace everything that being a woman means.

             “Pretty women wonder where my secret lies, I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size.” (Angelou) The first two lines of this poem set up the foundation of the poem. That foundation being, the speaker is not a pretty woman. Or, to be more accurate, she is not considered to be pretty in the conventional sense.

            “But when I start to tell them, they think I’m telling lies.” In the next two lines she takes the time to explain it to the pretty women. But, those women think she is lying. Those women believe that pretty is the only thing worth being. What they don’t understand, and what the speaker tries to explain, is that self-confidence is a woman’s best accessory.

            Men and women are both attracted to confidence in others. “We actually show people how to treat us by the way we treat ourselves. If we don’t love who we really are deep down inside we tend to subconsciously believe that we don’t deserve love.” (hsamuel) These pretty women don’t believe that they are worth anything outside of their appearance.

            “I say” (Angelou) From this point on, the power of this poem comes to the forefront. The line is just two words, but such powerful words they are. I can see the speaker in my mind tossing back her hair, looking you straight in the eye, and commanding the attention of every person around her.

            “It’s in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride of my step, the curl of my lips.” (Angelou) Every single aspect of being a woman is what makes her powerful. In this stanza she speaks of the physical aspects. None of the aspects that she speaks of are things that are thought of as the ideal for physical beauty. The power of the woman, any woman, is in the confidence.

            “I’m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,   that’s me.” (Angelou) The rest of the stanza says it all. That is all the speaker needs to know. All she needs to tell you. I am a woman, you are a woman. That is where our power lies. As a woman you must embrace that power, and use it.

            “I walk into a room. Just as cool as you please, and to a man, the fellows stand or fall down on their knees.” (Angelou) These men can sense her power. They can sense her self-confidence. They can see the true beauty of the woman. It isn’t physical, but it is there nonetheless.

“Then they swarm around me, a hive of honey bees.” (Angelou) This is a profound statement. Bees live in a matriarchal society. Everything that they do is to favor and protect their queen.      The domination of female power is evident in all classes of the animal kingdom. In some instances, such as praying mantises, females are the bringer and takers of life.

“I say,” (Angelou) There it is again, the two most powerful words in this poem. Throw your head back and shout. I say, because I know. I say, because I am the one in control. I say, because I have the power. I say, because I am beautiful. I say, because I am strong. I say, because I am a woman.

“It’s the fire in my eyes, and the flash of my teeth,” (Angelou) She is describing the passion here. The fire in her eyes shows anger, lust, or pain. The flash of the teeth could show happiness, ire, or sadness. Regardless of the emotion, it is all about the passion. Passion draws people in like flies to honey.

  “The swing in my waist, and the joy in my feet.”   (Angelou) In this part of the description she has stepped away from the physical completely. There is not a physical feature that can contend with the sheer womanly force that she possesses. It could be alluding to dancing. For centuries, dancing has been an outlet for passion.

“I’m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that’s me.” (Angelou) One of the definitions of phenomenal is “known through the senses rather than through thought or intuition.” (www.merriam-webster.com) This means that people are drawn to a powerful woman without even knowing why.

“Men themselves have wondered   what they see in me.” (Angelou) It is biologic; the instinctual need for a strong, confident woman. This biological urge is the need for a woman that could protect her young from a predator. That could make a home for her family despite the odds.

“They try so much, but they can’t touch my inner mystery. When I try to show them, they say they still can’t see.” (Angelou) They are drawn in, almost against their will. The need to possess and protect is a strong instinct. They are drawn to the woman, to the power. Like the drones are drawn to the queen.

“I say, it’s in the arch of my back, the sun of my smile, the ride of my breasts, the grace of my style. I’m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that’s me.” (Angelou) These are untouchable, unreachable qualities. There is not an amount of makeup, surgery, or designer labels that can make up the qualities of a truly secure, powerful woman.

“Now you understand just why my head’s not bowed.” (Angelou) A woman, any woman, should never hang her head. Every woman has the power. They just have to learn how to tap into it. All that is required is the belief that the woman is worthwhile. Every woman is in charge of their world.

“I don’t shout or jump about or have to talk real loud.” (Angelou) A truly powerful woman does not have to draw attention to herself. She does not have to seek out the attention. She does not even have to wait for the attention. The attention is already hers to own and use as she sees fit

“When you see me passing, it ought to make you proud.” (Angelou) It should make any woman proud to see another strong confident woman. If we, as women, would spend more time building each other up, instead of tearing each other down, there would be more of us. Hopefully, that would lead to a world where women were no longer used and abused.

“I say,” as once again she squares her shoulders and asserts her power. “It’s in the click of my heels, the bend of my hair.” (Angelou) The power is in every pore of her being. The power is in the very rhythm of her walk. The power is hers. She owns the power. She controls the power. She is the power.

“The palm of my hand, the need for my care.” (Angelou)Women are the bringers of life, the healers of the sick, and the bosom of the family. There is a reason we call it Mother Earth, not Father Earth. Women hold the power of the world in the palms of their hands, because without women there wouldn’t be a world.

“’Cause I’m a woman phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that’s me.” (Angelou) Embrace your womanly power. Know that you are beautiful. Be confident in your strength. You are woman; wear the badge with honor and pride. Be the phenomenal woman that you were born to be.

Works Cited

 

Angelou, Maya. www.poetryfoundation.org. 2013. web. 29 October 2103.

hsamuel. "The single greatest attractive quality- confidence." 24 April 2009. www.hubpages.com. web. 29 October 2013.

www.merriam-webster.com. 2013. web. 29 October 2013.

Idle Ramblings From A Manic Mind

I promised that I would be back to the wonderful world of blogging today. I had a plan. I was going to get up, walk the dogs, fix breakfast, and talk to you all while I drank my coffee.

Instead, I couldn't sleep last night. So, I woke up, realized it was storming outside, and went back to sleep. By the time I actually got up and around, the newspaper in it's lovely plastic sleeve, was soaked completely through. This makes me wonder what in the world happened while I was asleep, although I must say I'm not upset that I missed it.

I just realized that I have not had any coffee yet today. Maybe, that's why I'm having such a hard time writing this poetry explication. What is that you ask? I have no freaking clue what it is. The best I can decipher is that I'm supposed to explain to my audience what a poem means. I suppose my audience is too lazy to figure it out for themselves.

Off to google I go. Explication-To make clear the meaning of; explain. SERIOUSLY???? Isn't the point of poetry for you to decide what it means to you?? You don't need me to tell you what to think!!!

Anyway....stay tuned tomorrow as I will be posting this paper cause tomorrow is when it is due and I need to finish writing that bad boy.

Miss Me?

I have been on hiatus for a couple of weeks. I had a severe case of ennui. (Look it up) If I was a smart little Maggi blogger I would have reposted some of my old posts. But I'm not. Plus I really hate repeating myself. This is possibly why people think I'm random with no attention span. I mean besides the fact that I'm random with no attention span. So I'm back. Not necessarily better. Probably not better. Maybe more random. Who knows. You'll just have to keep coming back to find out.

Tune in tomorrow.

Indiana: Silly Laws

Indiana Silly Laws

Statewide

Waitresses may not carry drinks into a restaurant or bar.
That's a bartenders job
It is illegal for a man to be sexually aroused in public.
What if he hides it really well?
Hotel sheets must be exactly 99 inches long and 81 inches wide.
Who is in charge of measuring them?
If any person has a puppet show, wire dancing or tumbling act in the state of Indiana and receives money for it, they will be fined $3 under the Act to Prevent Certain Immoral Practices.
If you do it for free it is fine.
Anyone 14 or older who profanely curses, damns or swears by the name of God, Jesus Christ or the Holy Ghost, shall be fined one to three dollars for each offense, with a maximum fine of ten dollars per day.
Which is worth $1 and which is worth 3? I want to make sure I get my money's worth.
A three dollar fine per pack will be imposed on anyone playing cards in Indiana under the Act for the Prevention of Gaming.
Indiana is only worried about your moral fiber in $3 increments
The value of Pi is 3.
Isn't that bad for Pi's self esteem?
Grocery stores may not sell any type of cold liquor.
Add ice
You are required to pour your drink into a glass.
So that you can add ice. Indiana's got your back.
You can get out of paying for a dependent’s medical care by praying for him/her.
Dude.....
“Spiteful Gossip” and “talking behind a person’s back” are illegal.
And rude
One may not sniff glue.
Good plan
One man may not back into a parking spot because it prevents police officers from seeing the license plate.
Why not just require license plates on both ends of the car?
State government officials who engage in private duels can be dismissed from their post.
I think this violates Newton's law
A person must get a referral from a licensed physician if he or she wishes to see a hypnotist unless the desired procedure is to quit smoking or lose weight.
Shouldn't that be the other way around?
Smoking in the state legislature building is banned, except when the legislature is in session.
Thinking of idiots making decisions makes me want to smoke too.
All males 18 to 50 years old must work six days a year on public roads.
Indiana's version of Department of Transportation
Baths may not be taken between the months of October and March.
Please tell me showers are legal
Check forgery can be punished with public flogging up to 100 stripes.
This is either the perfect punishment or WAY over the line. I can't decide which.
Mustaches are illegal if the bearer has a tendency to habitually kiss other humans.
Habitually??
It is illegal to sell cars on Sunday.
Give them car salesmen a day off
Pedestrians crossing the highway at night are prohibited from wearing tail lights.
Where does one find wearable tail lights?

City Laws in Indiana

Beech Grove

It is forbidden to eat watermelon in the park.
Do that kind of thing in your home. With the blinds pulled. And the lights off.

Elkhart

It is illegal for barbers to threaten to cut off kid’s ears.
Did Floyd the barber ever threaten Opie's ears?

Evansville

While driving on Main Street you may not have your lights on.
Driving at night should be an adventure

Fort Wayne

You may not sell or play on a radio broadcast, the record “It`s In the Book”.
The what???

Gary

Within four hours of eating garlic, a person may not enter a movie house, theater, or ride a public streetcar.
There might be a vampire. Vampires have rights too.

Indianapolis

Hopefully, residents of the city have speedometers on their horses, for they can not ride them in excess of ten miles per hour.
Ummmm....

One may only throw a stone at a bird in self-defense.
What kind of birds do they have in Indiana?

No person may collect rags on Sunday.
Why would you want to any day?

South Bend

It is illegal to make a monkey smoke a cigarette.

Only in a college town....

Terre Haute

No one may spit on the sidewalk.

Spit in the street

Warsaw

No one may throw an old computer across the street at their neighbor.

What else am I supposed to do with it?