Wednesday, August 28, 2013

The VMA's Scandalous Lowdown: Miley and Robin

I tried refraining myself from blogging about the trainwreck that was Miley Cyrus at the VMAs, but I just can't anymore. I have to add my two cents, and then, hopefully, I'll be done. And don't get your panties in a bunch yet, I'm sharing both sides of opinions on some things.


First, I think Miley is disgusting. Everyone is saying that she is 20 years old and we all made mistakes when we were 20. Well, when I was twenty, I never wrapped my leg around a giant bear, motorboated someone's ass, or dry humped a foam finger in front of millions of people all while walking around stage with my tongue hanging out like a starved dog.

Second, I have heard what is the difference between doing that in front of your friends or millions of poeple on tv? There is a total difference! I do things and say things all the time in front of my friends that I would never do in front of people I don't know.

Third, people are saying who cares what she did when Robin Thicke, who is old enough to be her dad, let her dance all up on him. Did you notice that she was doing those things to him? It was not the other way around. If he were doing those things to her while she stood there singing, then yes, I think we could talk about him like we are her.


Next, people are discussing her outfit. No, I don't get why she'd want to wear a teddy  bear onesie; it looked terrible. And the nude "swimsuit,"  as I would call it, was ill-fitting, but not really shocking by any means. It was what the women wore in the "Blurred Lines" video, and it didn't offend me then or now. It didn't show any lady-parts and for that I was glad.


Finally, lots of people are talking about how "Blurred Lines" is a rape song. I've read the lyrics. I in no way believe that it is talking about rape. Sex, yes. Rape, no. That's my opinion.

As a whole, I really tried to like Miley, but I just don't. I don't understand girls that try to be as dirty and provocative and slutty as possible, like Amanda Bynes, Lindsay Lohan have done recently, and even Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera did back in the day. I happen to think it's skanky and gross.

We all have opinions. You can even call it judging if you want. But this is my opinion, and there it is.  Feel free to disagree if you must. Just know that if you do, you're wrong.

Totally kidding about being wrong. Maybe. ;)

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Heartbroken and Worried

I remember when I was student teaching, I was reading journals during my planning and I cried. I think that is when it first hit me that not everyone lived in the same, safe little bubble I did. Some of the kids in my class that year lived a rough life. One that I was never accustomed to. One that I never thought about existing in my little town of Glasgow. And it broke my heart.

I later went on to teach at two different high schools over the next 4 years. This was a whole new arena for me. The kids didn't care if they passed or failed. Some didn't even care about graduating; they were there because they had to be. I had a senior that couldn't read. At all. I had kids that were having to bounce around their friends' homes because they didn't have one. I had multiple girls get pregnant that year. Some with kids already. Again, this was outside of Melanie's little world, and I didn't understand. College didn't prepare me for this.

One of my students didn't come back one Monday after the weekend. He had killed his father. Another girl was driving and had an accident that killed a student. Another student was killed because he was driving drunk and wrecked his vehicle. Another student overdosed in his truck. Sometimes I look at local jail website and see former students who have multiple arrest records. So many I see on facebook have randomly gotten pregnant and have children, and I pray that they have changed since I had them because I worry about the baby that they are bringing into this world.

Last night, a former student at a school I taught was arrested for murder. He robbed a pizza place and then shot an employee who later died. I know this kid had a rough childhood, bouncing around from place to place. And now, he is in jail on murder charges. I read this, my heart broke, and I cried. I cried off and on all night, because so many kids that not only I've had in my short time teaching, but everywhere struggle every single day. They don't have safe homes. They don't have role models that teach them right and wrong. They have and will struggle. They don't have a chance at the "easy" life I've had. And it breaks my heart.

I don't know what I can do to help. The only thing I know I can do is pray for God to be with them and guide them.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Recipe: Cheesy Bacon Pull-Apart Biscuits

I was sitting on my couch last night wondering what to have for dinner. Out of left-field, I remembered a recipe I had seen on Pinterest that included cheese and bacon; the two things that automatically mean it will be delicious. I looked it up really quickly, saw that I had the ingredients, and went to work.


Ingredients:
-biscuits
-melted butter
-cooked bacon
-shredded cheese



Directions:
1. Cut biscuits into 1/4s
2. Coat with butter and put in loaf pan. (Recipe said to roll into cheese, but I didn't get into that.)
3. Put cheese on top of biscuits. (I used a handful.)
4. Crumble 2 pieces (or more) of bacon on top of cheese.
5. Repeat layer.
6. Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes.


Let cool, pull apart, and enjoy!



These were delicious! Let me know if you try them and what you think!

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

The Pie Kitchen

While in Louisville, Whitney told us about a place that sells slices of pies, cakes, and homemade ice cream. What?!?!?! We weren't leaving the Ville until we hit up some Pie Kitchen. Isn't that just the neatest concept?


We went at the end of the day, but there were still tons of pies left. Decisions, decisions.


And you can't have pie without ice-cream. Duh!


I ended up ordering the chocolate chess pie with a scoop of red raspberry ice-cream. It was amazing.

If you are ever in Louisville, you must look up The Pie Kitchen and go. Delicious!


Monday, August 19, 2013

P.F. Changs

One of my best friends moved to Louisville a few weeks ago, so my other bestie and I drove up to see her. We spent Saturday shopping and eating. Lots of both actually. 16 hours of both. Needless to say, we were exhausted by the time we made it home.

Since we had begun planning this little daytime extravaganza, I had said that I wanted us to eat at P.F. Changs. I've never been there, and I've heard it was really good. Plus, I've been on a Chinese food kick lately, so it was pretty much a demand that we eat there.

I get excited when trying new things, and I was super excited to try the chicken lettuce wraps that I hear so many people rave about. I really liked the chicken mix, but I'm not a huge iceberg lettuce fan. It was good, but I could just eat the filling and be fine. All 3 of us were fans of the lettuce wraps. Obviously.

I ordered the Honey Chicken with fried rice. Holy yum! It was soooo good. The only thing the rice was missing was the yum yum sauce. I almost asked, but didn't want to be rude. Yum yum sauce makes everything 10x better!



There were chop sticks on the table, so of course, I decided I needed to use them. And guess what? I did awesome with them. I mean, I won't mention the fact that I scooped up rice on them so I could get more at once....wait...I just did. But let's move on to the chicken. I did awesome with the chicken.


I loved this place, and can't wait to go back. Ok, P.F. Changs, if you are out there and hear me, please come to Bowling Green. K? Thanks.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

5 More Reasons I'm Not A "Real" Blogger

I wrote last week on why I'm not a "real" blogger. 10 whole reasons why I'm just a fake one. I was thinking about this post this morning, and I kept thinking of more reasons that I should have added, so I decided to do post #2. Fasten your seatbelts, kids. Here we go.

11. I take blog photos with my iPhone.  I used to have a fancy dslr but never used it, so I sold it. Sorry, kids. You're stuck with blurry, out of focus, lame iphone pics.

12. I've never been on a blate. Sure I've talked about it with a few online friends that live close, but we've never actually met. Maybe we can do that before this year is up, right, Sarah, Ashlee, and Emily?

13. I don't offer ad spots.  Only because no one would purchase them. I tried it for a hot minute when I signed up for Passion Ads, but there were no bites. So I saved myself more embarrassment and ended that relationship.

14. I'm not BFFs with a far-away blogger. I don't text or talk to people I've met online regularly. I've never hopped on an airplane to meet a stranger-turned-friend. If you are out there, long lost best friend, please let me know!
 


15. I didn't pay for my blog design. I would love to, but I don't really see the point for me. I don't make money off of this thing, so I just did what I could on my own. If you think it sucks....well then you just think that.

Ok. What do you think? Are you right there with me in fake bloggerland, or are you a real blogger?

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Did You Know....

Did you know you can learn how to twerk on youtube? I mean, don't think that I just googled "how to twerk" or anything. I so didn't.

I looked up a music video to listen to a song. Swear. I was then looking at the videos on the right margin that they suggest. This was at the top. Well duh! Of course I'm going to click on it just to see what it says.

And here, my friends, is what I saw.



You're welcome.

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Things That Make Me A Blogger

I had such a great response to last week's post, Reasons I'm Not A "Real" Blogger.  Thanks for the feedback last week, guys. You seriously made my Friday aca-awesome!

Then I thought about it. I do blog. So I am a blogger, albeit not a "real blogger." But there are other things I do that may set off warning signals to others that I, for sure, am a blogger.

1. I am on every social media site known to mankind. Instagram, Twitter, FB, Vine, Poshmark, Pinterest, etc etc etc. And of course they are all listed under the Contact Me tab at the top of my page! Just in case..... ;)
 
2. I take a picture of my food before I eat it. And if I forget and eat half of it before the picture is taken....Well, crap! That meal was such a waste! Don't pretend you don't think that too. I know you do.

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3. I buy items to giveaway on my blog. As a friend once said, "So you are buying something to giveaway on your blog? For someone you've never met. With your own money." Yep. I have.
From my Favorite Things giveaway a few months ago.











4. I greet or respond to everyone, people I've never even met and only know through blogging/twitter, with pet names. I don't know you, and wouldn't do this in real life unless you are in my circle, but calling someone sweets, girlfriend, honey, muffin, love, cookie, or any of the other nauseatingly sweet terms is totally normal.

5. I check stats quite often to see how many people have been to my page, where they came from,  blah blah blah. Who really cares? Bloggers. That's who.
 

6. I start to tell one of my IRL friends about something, and their reply is: "I know. I read it on your blog."

7. I use and know what IRL means.
 
8. I bring up blogger names in conversations with my real life friends, and then have to awkwardly explain who they are and how I know them. "My blog friend Molly did this.....! Well I know her through blogging. Well a blog is....."

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9. I snap chat or have twitter conversations with more online friends than I do IRL friends.

10. I use hashtags in my posts. #TwitterObsessed #ItsFunny #PointTaken

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What do you do that makes you an official "blogger?"


Thursday, August 1, 2013

Reasons I'm Not a "Real" Blogger

After visiting this blogland for a few years, I've come to realize I'm not a "real" blogger. Here's why:

1. I don't take pictures of myself looking to the side and to the ground with my hand non-chalantly in my hair.

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2. I don't get 20 billion comments on each post I write. Or any post I write.


3. I don't drive a big fancy car and take pictures so that everyone sees the logo on the steering wheel. I drive a Toyota. Whoa! Be jealous!




4. I don't schedule or plan posts in my Erin Condren planner for days/weeks in advance. But I have owned one thanks to jumping on the bandwagon.

5. None of my linkups have ever been successful or lasted longer than the one day it was posted. #failure

6. I've never been given an item for free to review. Like give me a bag or necklace or something, people.

7. I don't do OOTDs. I have a few times and it's just awkward. How do you people do it and feel like it's normal?




8. I don't have a super cute, colorful office with a daybed in it to blog from. I mean I have a spare room with a regular bed and a desk, but I never use either of them...except to pile shit on.


9. I don't own a Louis Vuitton bag. But I totally would if you want to donate one to the cause.





10. I hate using cutesy blogger words like totes and amazeballs. Even Urban Dictionary agrees.



Did I miss something? Is there something I didn't put down that I'm lacking to be a real blogger?

Note: Most of these were just in good fun. Some were not. :)
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