Not my president.
Crying for days.
I'm really trying to understand what all the upset is about. So we have a new president in office. It happens every four or eight years. Like clockwork.
The vitriolic rhetoric from the left is divisive and repulsive. Some on the right are no better.
For example, the perceived war on women. Women were supposed to vote for Clinton because she championed for women's rights. Yes, women have the right to work, to fair pay, to be treated equally in all aspects of life...and the right to choose to abort their babies up until the time of birth. We, the people, were not supposed to mock Clinton's appearance or lack of vitality, voice, clothing choices or mistakes. Those who did were immediately labeled misogynistic, sexist women haters.
But the same standards do not apply to Melania Trump. Apparently, it is not misogynistic or sexist to mock Trump's clothing, love for her spouse, past employment record, European facial features or accent. I could see attacking Trump if she had been directly or indirectly involved in the death of United Status citizens or if she had viciously verbally berated other women for their sexual involvement with her spouse or if Trump had skimmed money from her charitable organization for personal gain. Yes, it would be okay to judge her on her politics. I could also see mocking her if she had a disreputable past. But, honestly, I heard nothing about Trump's past other than her lingerie modeling jobs and her questionable education and immigration status while first in the United States. All of these items were years ago and irrelevant to me.
When Gigi Hadid "impersonated" Trump at the AMAs, she proved how it is acceptable to mock some women and not others. Women everywhere should be outraged and not condone this type of behavior. I would not condone this behavior if it were done to Hillary Clinton, Michelle Obama or Sarah Palin. I don't care what their political beliefs are. While I'm no Clinton fan, I have to admire her chutzpah for even running for POTUS at her stage of life. I would never think of mocking her appearance.
Women need to unite and stop the hatred between parties. We need to come together as a country. No one should accept this type of behavior from anyone, regardless of political party. Next time any woman belittles another woman based on her looks, tell that woman to piss off.
This topic has been at the top of my list lately. Actually, I started thinking about it seriously last summer when I was clothes shopping.
I am not a small woman. I am your average size 12. Not obese. I've been called voluptuous. A word I prefer over, say, pleasingly plump. I've also been called hefty by a drunk octogenarian who, after numerous neat scotches, told me that I was very sexy and there were lots of men out there who liked "hefty women" like me!
But, back to the topic. I was clothes shopping last summer and found this amazing black sheath dress at TJ Maxx for $7. Yes, that's right! Only$7. And it fit perfectly. The only problem was that I didn't like the little belly bulge I was sporting.
Thank god for mall lingerie stores.
Kohl's is my go to store when I want to find good deals and sufficient variety. In addition, I am rarely harrassed by store workers at Kohl's; and yet, I can easily find someone to help me if I really, really need help.
I needed a body shaper. I've never purchased one before and I wasn't sure what to get. As I perused the racks of black body shapers, I selected several styles and sizes... Bras built in, bras not built in. Body shapers, Spanx, Bali, Playtex...it's so difficult to choose! I finally settled on a black, braless, assets by Spanx.
It's lightweight and smooths all of my bulges so that sheath dress looks pretty damn sexy.
I like wine.
I love wine.
I love to get drunk on wine.
I'm somewhat picky about my wine drunk. I enjoy drinking on an empty stomach. The buzz is better and then I don't eat as much. Oh wait, that WAS me cramming hot McDonald's fries into my mouth after my last drunken escapade.
But in all seriousness, I have been drunk many times and wine is the best.
My husband is about to retire and he has promised me that he will be waiting at the door most nights with a glass of wine and a smile...🤔 and ladies, you all know what else! He's a man. He can't help it.
Is it wrong that I crave wine...even at 10 o'clock in the morning?
According to Medical News Today, "wine, especially the red variety, has been studied extensively over many years with impressive findings suggesting it may promote a longer lifespan, protect against certain cancers, improve mental health, and provide benefits to the heart."
I stopped reading shortly thereafter.
Why? Because the article goes on to suggest that one should not drink more than one drink per day! What? I can't get drunk on one glass of wine! I barely even get a buzz!
However, over the past few years wine has gotten in the way of my work. Too many hangovers. Too many upset tummies. Too many drunk texts to my friends. I wonder if this is a phase many people go through. I work with others who also drink heavily. And none of them have any intention of slowing down. I, on the other hand, gave up wine for my New Year's resolution. I lasted 22 days. And I felt so much better! It was not without consequences. One of my good drinking friends from work rarely texts me anymore. She used to drunk text me all of the time. I no longer drink more than a glass or two at a time and I have significantly reduced my week night drinking.
Anything in in excess is unhealthy. If you have had the same experience as I have and need to reduce your drinking, I suggest that you try the one month alcohol free period to give your body a break and reduce your "need" for booze. It probably won't work for everyone, but it helped me break the alcohol routine.
I still love wine. I just love wine in smaller quantities.
I promised myself I wouldn't talk about this, but then again, I think everyone has "that" person at work.
I've worked with "she who shall not be named" for four years. Our relationship started out fine. She was the more experienced teacher and so she was happy.
However, she got too competitive.
"Did you get a proficient or distinguished on your evaluation?"
The first year she got distinguished and so she flaunted her score. The second year I got distinguished and she got proficient. When she asked me about it and I told her she said "Well, that pisses me off."
Last year was absolutely awful. No matter what I did she complained or found a way to be passive aggressive.
Not to mention that I found out she has been gossiping about me with students! She told them about a medical procedure I had! She also tells students about other staff issues... Such as others who are having personal issues or those who might not get their contract renewed.
Yeah, this is the woman who rarely shows up to work on time or even attends staff meetings. And no one says anything!
Parents hate her and most of the staff avoids her. She picks favorites with students and stands in front of the classroom lecturing about inane family issues that she has no business discussing.
She gets volatile if anyone knows something that she doesn't know about a student.
Whenever we have any type of group discussion she completely monopolizes the conversation or she goes off on a tangent about something utterly irrelevant. I hate going to meetings that she's involved in.
Oh, and she is a master manipulator. For example, last week she had her TA bring me a bouquet of flowers during first period. During second period I learned why. I got five pre-release forms from her excusing students to attend an activity she'd planned....yep, all from MY class! No warning, no discussion prior!
I'm sure I will have more to bitch about later. She's been better behaved as of late. She mentioned that she has to be good or she would lose her job. Maybe the powers that be have finally caught on to her!
Dear very good, but not best, friend, Liver,
I want to apologize for my behavior last night. I really don't know what gets into me and makes me lose my senses.
We've been friends our entire lives and I was kind to you for several decades. But age has made me cruel and thoughtless.
Our days are typically great and our evenings begin on a positive note too. We converse over a glass of wine or a cranberry vodka while I prepare our dinner. After dinner we continue our pleasantries. And that is when things begin to sour. I can't stop what has begun. Sometime we continue to chat and dance over several glasses of bourbon. My new friend, Elijah Craig, whispers naughty words in my ear. But I finally totter off to bed. You are left to clean up the mess. You try to help me, but I am usually too out of it to do much for myself.
The next day you are in pain, hurting from last night's cruelty. But dear friend, you make me suffer as well. My head pounds and my stomach churns. I want to just lay I the couch and whimper.
I think I know what will help... A Bloody Mary or a Stella, a pound of bacon and some scrambled eggs.
Until next weekend, my friend!
I believe I have the crappiest Internet service in western civilization. My internet has a three letter name, but to keep it anonymous, I will refer to it as WTF Internet because usually we ask WTF when we are online and the pages are loading at the speed of a sloth.
It wouldn't be so bad except that we pay over $100 a month for WTF. Our internet connection requires a landline that we rarely use.
The wireless is weak too. If my son is watching Netflix or playing Call of Duty, I might as well scrap any plans I have for surfing or watching short video clips because having two or more people online at once is too much for WTF internet.
We are probably going to divorce ourselves from WTF next year. I can save that money and go to the local coffee shop once a week and do my work there.
If you are here it is because I sent you the link or you typed "naked" into Google search and somehow came across my site.
Regardless, my plan is to include a little bit of everything.
I am a wife, mom, grandma, teacher, cat mama, chicken and duck caregiver and a myriad of other titles. I can do many things, but I'm definitely no expert in any one thing.
My plan is to use this site to chronicle my life in a naked sort of way, hopefully exposing all of the strange and simple experiences so that others may find comfort, humor or camaraderie in my follies.
I'm glad you're here! I hope you come back again.