Why do some people type in all capital letters? This has got to be one of my pet peeves. HI MY NAME IS GEORGIA I'M A MOTHER OF 3 AND THEY ARE GROWING SO FAST HAHA BUT I DON'T WANT THEM TO BECAUSE I WILL MISS THEM WHEN THEY'RE GONE.
Invariably these people are either lazy (They don't care about the caps lock, or they just don't want to have to capitalize anything so they capitalize everything), or they're really computer illiterate. What makes me laugh is that it turns up in the strangest of places. Rarely - though I have seen it - do I see a Facebook user who has all their caps turned on. Mostly it's reviews on websites. THESE FRENCH FRIES ARE WONDERFUL. I WOULD RECOMMEND THEM TO ANY MOTHER. I CAN'T GET ENOUGH.
Do these people think that shouting is acceptable? When everyone else's typeface is speaking in an even, medium tone (or even a somewhat italicized, sarcastic tone - you know the type), they believe that SHOUTING with capital letters is the best use of their time? To me, this is just as rude as L337-5p34k because it's equally as unreadable.
SO THAT'S WHAT I THINK OK.
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Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
A long time
Yes, I know it has been a long time since I blogged. I've been absolutely whirling with real life and my other responsibilities. The life of a homemaker is only one of my many jobs, along with waitress, student, artist, and businesswoman (I've started making jewelry to sell).
Chris and I have a 3-story Victorian home built in 1920 with all the trim and gorgeous wood floors. Perhaps not in the best state of maintenance when we bought it, but a little patching, paint and soap and water and the place fixed up so nicely. Come visit! :D
School is becoming a conundrum for me. I love learning to the bottom of my soul, and always hunger for new knowledge. On the other hand, I hate the structure that comes with classes. I don't mind having to be there on time, but having to structure my time around that has never been an exciting idea for me. I suppose, though, that the learning is an adventure worth having, and the degree is worth the loan payments that I will be paying for what seems like forever.
Having just finished reading the Book of Pellinor by Alison Croggon (the conclusion came out in March) I am in a little slump, but getting jump-started once again on writing my book. After almost a month of company straight through, a little solitude is in order. Don't get me wrong...I love company, but I grew up playing by myself as a child and still enjoy being alone. Soon I will be enveloped by school and the incredibly busy schedule there, but lapping up the knowledge of art and lines and metal and pencils and paper and Photoshop will be so exciting. I don't long for school to start anymore the way I used to, but I am more excited about the prospect of learning than I used to be. Perhaps it is because I know that I can and will use what I will learn and will enjoy myself the whole way.
On a side note, in Alison Croggon's well-written fantasy she includes several absolutely gorgeous ballads and lullabies and laments. I have put a few of them to music - Check out the Youtube account where the lyrics are included - and Alison has listened and proclaimed them "gorgeous." So, I am happily fulfilled, and will post more soon.
The 2009 Vawter family reunion was a special blessing. I miss my nieces and nephews and the doggies a lot (maybe their parents a little too!) already! I long to see pictures of little ones in tie-dye t-shirts :D It was a great time of fellowship, fun, socializing and a little bit of "zoo" thrown in there...
So, hopefully this will not be my last blog post in a long time. I aim to do what I can, yet it seems time slips away from me. I suppose, though, I could force myself to blog once a week. I do have things to say, I can just never think of them when I'm sitting in front of a blank text box, with the blinking type cursor sitting there, tapping impatiently as if to say "why haven't you typed anything yet! Hurry up!" :D
Well, I suppose this was enough filling of a text box. Hopefully that should catch my life up from the previous blog - so much has happened! Ta-ta for now!
<3
Chris and I have a 3-story Victorian home built in 1920 with all the trim and gorgeous wood floors. Perhaps not in the best state of maintenance when we bought it, but a little patching, paint and soap and water and the place fixed up so nicely. Come visit! :D
School is becoming a conundrum for me. I love learning to the bottom of my soul, and always hunger for new knowledge. On the other hand, I hate the structure that comes with classes. I don't mind having to be there on time, but having to structure my time around that has never been an exciting idea for me. I suppose, though, that the learning is an adventure worth having, and the degree is worth the loan payments that I will be paying for what seems like forever.
Having just finished reading the Book of Pellinor by Alison Croggon (the conclusion came out in March) I am in a little slump, but getting jump-started once again on writing my book. After almost a month of company straight through, a little solitude is in order. Don't get me wrong...I love company, but I grew up playing by myself as a child and still enjoy being alone. Soon I will be enveloped by school and the incredibly busy schedule there, but lapping up the knowledge of art and lines and metal and pencils and paper and Photoshop will be so exciting. I don't long for school to start anymore the way I used to, but I am more excited about the prospect of learning than I used to be. Perhaps it is because I know that I can and will use what I will learn and will enjoy myself the whole way.
On a side note, in Alison Croggon's well-written fantasy she includes several absolutely gorgeous ballads and lullabies and laments. I have put a few of them to music - Check out the Youtube account where the lyrics are included - and Alison has listened and proclaimed them "gorgeous." So, I am happily fulfilled, and will post more soon.
The 2009 Vawter family reunion was a special blessing. I miss my nieces and nephews and the doggies a lot (maybe their parents a little too!) already! I long to see pictures of little ones in tie-dye t-shirts :D It was a great time of fellowship, fun, socializing and a little bit of "zoo" thrown in there...
So, hopefully this will not be my last blog post in a long time. I aim to do what I can, yet it seems time slips away from me. I suppose, though, I could force myself to blog once a week. I do have things to say, I can just never think of them when I'm sitting in front of a blank text box, with the blinking type cursor sitting there, tapping impatiently as if to say "why haven't you typed anything yet! Hurry up!" :D
Well, I suppose this was enough filling of a text box. Hopefully that should catch my life up from the previous blog - so much has happened! Ta-ta for now!
<3
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
New, New, New!!
Well I have a new computer. It's a beautiful MacBook, it runs both Windows and Mac, and it's orange! Chris really went all out for my 21st birthday this time! Being a graphic designer I love having a mac side as well. I can access all the files on my Windows side from the Mac side, so that's cool.
Also I can still play Sims2 on my Windows side, and the computer is super zippy so there's no lag. So there's always that! xD
The other new is a new blog! It's a devotion-related blog, called "Devo TiVo". If you didn't already know, TiVo is an appliance (and service) you can buy to tape television programs you might already miss. No handling with videotapes, and you can erase the ones you've seen later with the press of a button. The idea, though, is to instantly replay the Scripture I've been reading so I don't miss a thing that could impact and bless me. Hopefully you all will be blessed by it as well. Devo TiVo
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Dry Cleaning 101 [For the Customer, not the Employee]
Here is a (somewhat) humorous list of things I'd love to say to some of the employees that come into my boss' store! If everyone followed this list things would be a lot easier, but let's face it, by taking their fully washable dress shirts to a dry cleaner's to be cleaned and pressed, people are getting, if anything, lazier and less diligent.
1. Dress shirts have to be unbuttoned to get cleaned. They also have to be right side out, and the sleeves going the proper direction. Wads are considered bad customer etiquette.
2. Cologne - especially Aspen, Axe, and other particularly fragrant men's eau de toilettes - is very unpleasant. Don't wear much, if any.
3. We don't get paid extra to rip the plastic off your new shirts, take out every pin (and get stuck with any we miss), and every little bit of plastic and cardboard on it. Don't expect us to look happy when you dump a pile of them on the counter.
4. Women's shirts are different from men's. Don't try to pass your wife's so-called "dress" shirts off as your own. We will find out, and you will pay more to clean and press it manually, just like everyone else has to.
5. Pockets should be emptied the moment you take things off. And you think handling your own Kleenexes is nasty?
6. Anything with a stain caused by a bodily fluid should be brought in a plastic garbage bag that is sealed. We really don't want to make sure we know where the stains are. Please inform us of the nature of the stain before we open the bag.
7. If your dog sheds, shoot him before he jumps on your suit pants. We don't get paid extra to remove pet hair either.
8. Yes, we do alterations, no I can't measure you, get over it.
9. The customer is only right when he is asking for a guarantee that the store provides. You don't dictate to us when you'll pick up your dry cleaning, we'll tell you when it's done. Too bad you want it next day, you should've thought ahead. Not our job to bail you out.
10. 6:59 PM is not an acceptable time for any customer activity, whether it be pickup or drop off. Doing so will result in an employee having to redo several annoying procedures, and we'd rather avoid that.
11. If once a week means 5 shirts, then once a month means 20 shirts. Once a week is preferable.
12. When you walk through the door as the employee sits down and is promptly forced to pop back up, at least apologize for getting their hopes up.
13. Don't try to fool us about your husband never having worn this shirt. We can tell how the ink from the pen in his pocket has stained it. Don't blame us, because you will not get a refund for something we didn't do.
14. Just because the stain didn't come out doesn't mean you can have your money back. You think maybe you could take the spilled wine from your glass back?
15. If I can't lift your order on my entire right arm because it's 37 pieces, it's too big. Seriously, hundreds of dollars per week is a little much. Couldn't you maybe buy rice for a small 3rd world country or something?
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xD Okay, so maybe I'm a little too cynical for some of those people. And there are always the customers that I can be chatty and comfortable with. It's not all bad. These just seem to be trends common with the human race, especially the high-powered white collars that come to my place of work.
Um, I'd like to be a person and not a piece of furniture anymore, please? :D
1. Dress shirts have to be unbuttoned to get cleaned. They also have to be right side out, and the sleeves going the proper direction. Wads are considered bad customer etiquette.
2. Cologne - especially Aspen, Axe, and other particularly fragrant men's eau de toilettes - is very unpleasant. Don't wear much, if any.
3. We don't get paid extra to rip the plastic off your new shirts, take out every pin (and get stuck with any we miss), and every little bit of plastic and cardboard on it. Don't expect us to look happy when you dump a pile of them on the counter.
4. Women's shirts are different from men's. Don't try to pass your wife's so-called "dress" shirts off as your own. We will find out, and you will pay more to clean and press it manually, just like everyone else has to.
5. Pockets should be emptied the moment you take things off. And you think handling your own Kleenexes is nasty?
6. Anything with a stain caused by a bodily fluid should be brought in a plastic garbage bag that is sealed. We really don't want to make sure we know where the stains are. Please inform us of the nature of the stain before we open the bag.
7. If your dog sheds, shoot him before he jumps on your suit pants. We don't get paid extra to remove pet hair either.
8. Yes, we do alterations, no I can't measure you, get over it.
9. The customer is only right when he is asking for a guarantee that the store provides. You don't dictate to us when you'll pick up your dry cleaning, we'll tell you when it's done. Too bad you want it next day, you should've thought ahead. Not our job to bail you out.
10. 6:59 PM is not an acceptable time for any customer activity, whether it be pickup or drop off. Doing so will result in an employee having to redo several annoying procedures, and we'd rather avoid that.
11. If once a week means 5 shirts, then once a month means 20 shirts. Once a week is preferable.
12. When you walk through the door as the employee sits down and is promptly forced to pop back up, at least apologize for getting their hopes up.
13. Don't try to fool us about your husband never having worn this shirt. We can tell how the ink from the pen in his pocket has stained it. Don't blame us, because you will not get a refund for something we didn't do.
14. Just because the stain didn't come out doesn't mean you can have your money back. You think maybe you could take the spilled wine from your glass back?
15. If I can't lift your order on my entire right arm because it's 37 pieces, it's too big. Seriously, hundreds of dollars per week is a little much. Couldn't you maybe buy rice for a small 3rd world country or something?
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xD Okay, so maybe I'm a little too cynical for some of those people. And there are always the customers that I can be chatty and comfortable with. It's not all bad. These just seem to be trends common with the human race, especially the high-powered white collars that come to my place of work.
Um, I'd like to be a person and not a piece of furniture anymore, please? :D
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Me? Submit? NO WAY.
As I was beginning to rewrite my book today, I was considering the role of husband and wife in my story. The main characters are not just teenagers, but their parents are somewhat prominently featured throughout several parts. One of the societies in my book is matriarchal, while the rest are largely patriarchal. It is this matriarchal society that is ruled by slavery and terror, and as a result partially of women having trampled their native desires and purpose. I then randomly considered Adam and Eve, and how I have heard many people say that their roles/positions were likely equal before the Fall, and that Eve was placed under Adam as a result of her disobedience and usurpation of his position.
I further pondered this concept, and I really honestly wonder if that could have worked. Could Adam and Eve have been entirely equal? Well, I suppose, if God had designed them and the natural order of everything to work in such a way, yes. But so often there must be an order rather than equality, a give and take versus constant stasis. Why would he have completely re-designed man around the Fall when he did it the right way the first time?
So when it says that Eve will always desire to be over her husband, what does that mean if not that she was suddenly put under his authority?
A few things to consider…What If:
…The woman was designed for the purpose of a supporting, and therefore submissive role in the first place?
…Originally, in her unconfirmed holiness, she had no desire but to lovingly delight and submit to her husband and to the Lord? [Do NOT read this as a doormat concept. Anyone who knows me knows I do not believe in that kind of “submission.”]
…The struggle for submission is the woman’s part of the curse?
What If…God said, “Because of your sin, you are going to want this, and not want it. You will both delight in being a woman and despair of it.” Notice how I omitted what usually is put in there: that God caused these things to happen. Reading through these verses has made me realize that the verses don’t say God punished Adam and Eve for what they did; he was simply stating the consequences. It was she who caused these things to happen, however; not the Lord. She set in motion the dominoes, and God was just telling her ahead of time how they were going to fall. Because Eve had sinned, she would still have the desire to rightly please her husband and obey him, but the fleshly pride which she had invited into her life would always be fighting against it with thoughts of rebellion and jealousy.
So I wonder now if even the malicious thoughts woman so often has toward the word and concept of submission is borne not just by sin nature, but by the duality of the war within; another part of her yearns for fulfillment, but the sinful side deceives her into thinking that it is submission itself that she hates, when in reality submission is what can and will truly bring lasting joy and realization.
Thanks to my dear friend Brenda, whom I see as a wonderful of submission alongside that of my own mother (who is definitely not a doormat either!), and for the book The Feminine Principle that she loaned me. It was much a much more interesting read than I thought it would be, and the true joy and happiness in being a submissive, godly wife is that which I yearn for.
Did Eve ever realize how much of an impact her existence and her actions would have on the future? I wonder if she honestly did. It is impossible to know what the future holds, and I wonder if some of us in our own temporal thinking forget that what we do may echo in eternity. Nonetheless, someday we will have the opportunity to submit sweetly and singlemindedly to the Lord, not fighting off the distractions and pride of our Old Man.
So, despite whatever the femi-nazis have to say about how women will someday rule earth, I’m pretty content just to say that they won’t, not really. Because the truest mastery is that of ourselves, and so to submit is a greater and nobler undertaking than to usurp.
I further pondered this concept, and I really honestly wonder if that could have worked. Could Adam and Eve have been entirely equal? Well, I suppose, if God had designed them and the natural order of everything to work in such a way, yes. But so often there must be an order rather than equality, a give and take versus constant stasis. Why would he have completely re-designed man around the Fall when he did it the right way the first time?
So when it says that Eve will always desire to be over her husband, what does that mean if not that she was suddenly put under his authority?
A few things to consider…What If:
…The woman was designed for the purpose of a supporting, and therefore submissive role in the first place?
…Originally, in her unconfirmed holiness, she had no desire but to lovingly delight and submit to her husband and to the Lord? [Do NOT read this as a doormat concept. Anyone who knows me knows I do not believe in that kind of “submission.”]
…The struggle for submission is the woman’s part of the curse?
What If…God said, “Because of your sin, you are going to want this, and not want it. You will both delight in being a woman and despair of it.” Notice how I omitted what usually is put in there: that God caused these things to happen. Reading through these verses has made me realize that the verses don’t say God punished Adam and Eve for what they did; he was simply stating the consequences. It was she who caused these things to happen, however; not the Lord. She set in motion the dominoes, and God was just telling her ahead of time how they were going to fall. Because Eve had sinned, she would still have the desire to rightly please her husband and obey him, but the fleshly pride which she had invited into her life would always be fighting against it with thoughts of rebellion and jealousy.
So I wonder now if even the malicious thoughts woman so often has toward the word and concept of submission is borne not just by sin nature, but by the duality of the war within; another part of her yearns for fulfillment, but the sinful side deceives her into thinking that it is submission itself that she hates, when in reality submission is what can and will truly bring lasting joy and realization.
Thanks to my dear friend Brenda, whom I see as a wonderful of submission alongside that of my own mother (who is definitely not a doormat either!), and for the book The Feminine Principle that she loaned me. It was much a much more interesting read than I thought it would be, and the true joy and happiness in being a submissive, godly wife is that which I yearn for.
Did Eve ever realize how much of an impact her existence and her actions would have on the future? I wonder if she honestly did. It is impossible to know what the future holds, and I wonder if some of us in our own temporal thinking forget that what we do may echo in eternity. Nonetheless, someday we will have the opportunity to submit sweetly and singlemindedly to the Lord, not fighting off the distractions and pride of our Old Man.
So, despite whatever the femi-nazis have to say about how women will someday rule earth, I’m pretty content just to say that they won’t, not really. Because the truest mastery is that of ourselves, and so to submit is a greater and nobler undertaking than to usurp.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Pretty People
I went to Wal-Mart tonight just to pick up a few things (turquoise bins for my pantry - yay! Didn't go to get those but they jumped in my cart somehow) and I was thinking as I left the store, "Everyone's really friendly tonight. Hmm."
Then it hit me. My hair was blow dried, I was dressed nicely, and I was wearing some attractive leather boots I've always loved. It was almost as if everyone seemed to perk up and say hi as I passed them just because I looked nice.
Why is it that we think kindly of attractive people (especially people we don't know) and have an easier time being friendly to them than people who aren't dressed as nicely or who weren't gifted with good looks? Is it simple selfishness and the cruelty that humanity possesses innately that causes us to overlook the faults of a beautiful person and come down hard on another who is not comely?
I wonder about this. The greeters in Wal-Mart are always friendly, but they go out of their way to make sure I know it if I'm dressed up a bit and look good. They probably don't even realize they're doing it, but they are. It's an interesting thing to think about. God says that we aren't supposed to have "respect of persons" - a phrase that always puzzled me as a child. We weren't supposed to have respect? And why would someone tell someone else to sit under their footstool? It just didn't make sense in my mind. Realizing later, however, that this respect was not to the person but to their wealth, appearance and temporal value, I understood what God wants. To love everyone, whether they are easy to love or unlovely. Whether they love you back or laugh at you. Whether they are pretty or ugly. Whether they're a close friend or an enemy. It doesn't matter in the end, because before God we are all the same. Either we're a sinner who's redeemed, or a sinner who isn't, but the redeeming isn't us. The sinner part is the part everyone has in common!
So next time you are at work and see someone unlovely, smile and say hi anyway. They may wonder why you did, and that's just one more opportunity.
Then it hit me. My hair was blow dried, I was dressed nicely, and I was wearing some attractive leather boots I've always loved. It was almost as if everyone seemed to perk up and say hi as I passed them just because I looked nice.
Why is it that we think kindly of attractive people (especially people we don't know) and have an easier time being friendly to them than people who aren't dressed as nicely or who weren't gifted with good looks? Is it simple selfishness and the cruelty that humanity possesses innately that causes us to overlook the faults of a beautiful person and come down hard on another who is not comely?
I wonder about this. The greeters in Wal-Mart are always friendly, but they go out of their way to make sure I know it if I'm dressed up a bit and look good. They probably don't even realize they're doing it, but they are. It's an interesting thing to think about. God says that we aren't supposed to have "respect of persons" - a phrase that always puzzled me as a child. We weren't supposed to have respect? And why would someone tell someone else to sit under their footstool? It just didn't make sense in my mind. Realizing later, however, that this respect was not to the person but to their wealth, appearance and temporal value, I understood what God wants. To love everyone, whether they are easy to love or unlovely. Whether they love you back or laugh at you. Whether they are pretty or ugly. Whether they're a close friend or an enemy. It doesn't matter in the end, because before God we are all the same. Either we're a sinner who's redeemed, or a sinner who isn't, but the redeeming isn't us. The sinner part is the part everyone has in common!
So next time you are at work and see someone unlovely, smile and say hi anyway. They may wonder why you did, and that's just one more opportunity.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
R.I.P. Silver Keyboard
So I got home from work tonight, and my silver keyboard - the one that came with this, my first computer of my own - was only partially working. I went to type in my user name on a messenger, and my 'r' wouldn't work! Then my 't' wasn't either, or my 'e'! I became at this point very sad.
I've typed thousands - millions? - of instant messages with this keyboard. I've written many poems, a 60,000+ word novel, many many short stories, and even a few blog posts. ;) So it is with great sadness that I turned off my computer, unplugged the purple ps2 cable from the back of my desktop unit, and plugged an ordinary spare from the 10+ computers lying around in various states of assembly.
And so I lament the sentimentally-valued piece of hardware, as well as its features; most keyboards don't have special buttons like media controls (which I used a lot) or a lovely sleep button that was all silver. Sure, the thing was absolutely filthy and probably wouldn't have died if I'd cleaned it regularly with a can of air, but who has a can of air handy when you need one?
So I suppose I shall have to live with my normal, beige-and-grey keyboard. I miss my old one already! Ah well! It is in a better place now. (Won't be soon, but don't say that or he might trash the office to destroy the other keyboards).
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