Burning The Souffle

"A Woman Happily In Love, She Burns The Souffle"

For the record July 9, 2009

For the record, I am a nice person.

For the record, I am a good friend.

For the record, I am very forgiving.

For the record, I am NOT a doormat.

For the record, if I stop talking to you, there is always a reason why. (Stop pretending you don’t know why, and do us BOTH a favor, OK?)

For the record, I tried. (Even after D and numerous other people told me to just let it go.)

For the record, you did not listen. (At all.)

 

Fight Night July 3, 2009

Filed under: the world around me,unsolicited advice — Rachel @ 11:55 am

So, D and I had a little tiff yesterday. Over something stupid. (Aren’t all arguments usually about something stupid?) Don’t worry, everything’s fine now. Actually, looking back at it, it is more funny now than anything else.
It all started when I got defensive about something and sort of went overboard. D took offense at that, and thus an argument was born.
Let me tell you this, I could argue with a fence post. Don’t get me wrong, I think I am very easy to get along with, but I could argue about something til I was blue in the face. (I think I should have been a politician, haha.)
D is the opposite. He just ignores. Then he cools down and forgets about it.
We argued. D went outside. I decided that I must go outside too, because IT WAS SO NOT OVER! (Typical female much?)
So, we argued outside. If the neighbors had popped outside, they would have gotten a free show, this stuff is better than television. Plus, they could have interjected their opinions about who was right, adding a whole other element to the argument. (It would also make up for the time that D and I got to watch the guy’s old girlfriend throw his stuff into the pool.)
We argued. Words were exchanged.
Then, we realized how stupid it was.
And started to laugh.
Argument over.
We apologized, and laughed some more.
Have you ever noticed that you aren’t exactly at your most clever when you are angry? You tend to say things that, upon reflection, are pretty funny.
D and I really don’t argue that much. But when we do, we try to do these things:
1. Never go to bed mad. Stay up and fight, you can sleep later. No, no, I am kidding! I know it sounds cliched, but seriously, agree to disagree before you go to sleep. You won’t sleep well anyway if you don’t, and when you wake up in the morning it will feel so much better to not have to re-hash all the details of what happened.
2. Don’t call each other names. Seriously, I know that sounds like something to tell a five year old, but just don’t. Sure, it may make you feel better at the time, but it doesn’t really add a whole lot of credit to your side of the argument if every other word is “asshole”.
3. Don’t make empty threats. Don’t say things like “I am leaving” or “Don’t ever talk to me again.” You will regret it instantly AND you have just made yourself look like a jerk.
4.Don’t bring other people into it. I mean, if we were arguing about whether “mary had a little lamb” and “jingle bells” were the same tune, it wouldn’t be a REAL argument and ok to ask someone else’s opinion. (Yes, that really happened once, and D, I don’t care what you say, they ARE NOT THE SAME TUNE. : )  ) When you bring other people into it, it not only makes them very uncomfortable, they might not take the side you thought they would, which will probably result in ANOTHER argument, with that person.

5. If you have to say “I’m sorry” do it sincerely and mean it.  Don’t snarl a “Sorry!” at the other person, that just pisses them off more.

So, that’s Dr. Rachel’s unsolicited advice for the day.

And to you D, I love you you big lug!

 

I Don’t Think I Got My Money’s Worth…. June 27, 2009

What would YOU do if you suspected someone was talking about your, um decolletage, IN FRONT OF YOU?

I shall set the scene for you.

D and I attended a party recently, and a woman was there that I do not particularly care for. I am always nice and civil to her when I actually see her (which is truly not often) but she does not seem to like me. It’s fine, I don’t like everyone, everyone is not going to like me, I really don’t care. I’m not sure why she doesn’t like me, but I don’t like her either, so we are even.

Well anyway, she was seated near us, WHISPERING to her friend/acquaintance/whoever the hell they were and looking at me.
Lady, you were like 3 FREAKING feet away! Not cool! It was fairly noisy in there so I couldn’t hear everything, and to be honest, I can’t even know for sure she was talking about me. Let’s just go with the assumption that she was, mkay?

I’ll not go into everything overheard, let’s just say the words “Oh my gah, how big and fake” were mentioned.
Well, I could have about just peed my pants laughing. Lady, you crack me up. My ladies may not be small, but I guarantee you they would have been a hell of a lot bigger if I had paid for them. I would have paid extra to get the ones that don’t require the support of an industrial strength sports bra so that exercising wouldn’t be such a pain in the ass. (overshare coming, watch out) I also would have gotten the stretch mark free version.  (Ok, stretch marks only visible to me, but still there.)  Trust me, if I paid for them, I would let you know. I would have them jacked up to my chin level at all times.  I would have showed up to the party in a frigging bikini top. I would wear a shirt that said “I Heart My Big Fake Boobs”.

Seriously lady, where do you think I would have gotten the money for this? I am in college.  Which is probably the reason for the size of the ladies anyway. Let’s just say the “freshman 15 30″ went straight to that area. Woo hoo!  So my “boob job” is not the result of silicone, but the result of eating snickers bars during all night study sessions.  I don’t recommend this method  because you can’t really control the flow of fat.  Sure, I ended up with the girls, but I also got a big butt and hips to match.

So Miss Party-Whispering-Lady, you should not talk about people in front of them, especially if you are not a quiet whisperer. Oh, and I heard what you said to that one lady’s husband.

Mind your manners lady.

 

Numerous Things, None of Which Really Have Anything To Do With One Another April 23, 2009

Filed under: the world around me,unsolicited advice — Rachel @ 5:27 pm

So,  even though I don’t really watch that much tv (don’t get me wrong, I have no problem with tv, but I just never seem to be around/awake when the shows I like come on) I do watch the news in the mornings. Which, really, half the time, is not so much for the news factor, but it helps me manage my time better, i.e., if I see that the local news is going off and Good Morning America is coming on, then I know that I only have about 30 minutes or so til I need to be out the door).

One thing that caught my attention the other day was the big drama between Miss Cali and Perez Hilton. Now if  you know me, you probably already know what I think, but hey, it’s my blog, I can write what I want.  I’m going to have to agree with the Perez Hilton side of this.  I am a supporter of gay rights, but even if I was not, I would still say that she should have lost the competition (how I feel about beauty pageants is a whole ‘nother rant entirely, maybe for another day), strictly on the basis of just flat out prejudice/bigotry.  Why do I feel this way? Ok, what if she made a discriminatory remark about a person that is black? or Asian? Native American? Indian? Whatever?  It’s the same deal….she blatantly discriminated against a group of people, and that is just not cool.  I agree that you have a right to voice your opinions, but you never have the right to discriminate against anyone, and I don’t care who you are.  Not cool Miss Cali, not cool at all.  In my own humble opinion, I think it’s terrible that we’ve turned marriage into something that is all about sex, and not love. Everyone has a right to love and be loved, and that’s all I have to say about that.

Second order of business…so I know this woman is getting love from everywhere, but I just have to give her a shout out to- Susan Boyle! I think she is a fabulous singer, I hope to hear more from her soon.

Now onto my next controversial topic- Today I heard that the FDA just recently approved the morning-after (plan B) pills for 17 year olds without a prescription. What do I think? I think it’s a good thing, and I don’t know why anyone could be up in arms about this. Seriously. There are too many unwanted pregnancies/children, and if we can do something to help prevent this, then I say kudos to that.  Some people say that it will cause teenagers to be more promiscuous, and to that I say, “for real?” Maybe you don’t know this but, uh, a LOT of teenagers are ALREADY promiscuous, I don’t think the avaliablity of another form of birth control is going to change this. Anyone can walk into a store and buy condoms and yet, lots of teenagers don’t use them! Some people say that it’s keeping their parents from being informed about the welfare of their children. What seventeen year old would ever tell their parents they were having sex? Probably only one that was already pregnant/had gotten someone pregnant. I guess my point is that 17 year olds are not very different from 18 year olds, and are fully capable of doing whatever they want anyway. My feeling is that if we can prevent unwanted pregnancies, it’s better for everyone.

 

Seize The Day February 9, 2009

Filed under: the world around me,unsolicited advice — Rachel @ 10:15 pm

Wow, what beautiful weather we’ve had here recently!

It’s been in the 60s (even in the 70s some!) and  it is wonderful, a big change from the single digit temps of just a few days ago.

I took every opportunity to get outside, just because I don’t know when the weather will wise up and realize that it’s February and get all cold and nasty again (can you tell that i really, really, really HATE cold weather?).

I was listening to a local radio station this morning, where contestants call in to play a game. They were asked if they had taken advantage of the nice weather this weekend, and to my horror, both replied no.

I can’t believe it…I mean, I feel like days like that are a gift, and I can’t believe that someone would foolishly squandor them.

So let the lesson for today be to take every chance to seize the day, you don’t know when things will change and you will wish that you had taken the opportunity.

 

8? S-s-s-seriously, 8? February 2, 2009

Filed under: the world around me,unsolicited advice — Rachel @ 3:34 pm

By now I’m sure you have all heard of the story of the woman who recently gave birth to octuplets, eight babies. (If you haven’t heard yet,  you can go here.)

When I first heard this story, I thought “WHOA, EIGHT? I’d be in the mental institution for forevers!”  (I mean seriously people, EIGHT INFANTS?!)

Then I thought, “Wow, that’s amazing that they’re all alive.”

Then I thought “Holy shit, that’s some fertility treatment gone horribly, terribly wrong.”

I have no problem with fertility treatments at all, in fact, I find assisted reproduction very interesting. I think it’s great that we can use that technology to help people who would otherwise have no children.

This case however, is different.

First of all, this woman already had SIX kids (which is 6 more than I want at the moment, 4 more than I want in the future). Now I don’t think that just because a woman is infertile and has to undergo fertility treatments to get pregnant that that gives anyone to tell her how many children she has a right to create. Hell, we let the Duggar’s have like 123,456,8910 kids and no one told them to stop reproducing yet (a big negative in my book, for the record) so why shouldn’t she be able to have as many as she wants?

Weeeeellll…. this woman is in her early thirties (good age to have kids, no problems there), lives at home with her parents (nothing SO wrong with that, just unusual), no job (ah, so you are going to feed the kids with the money off of ye olde moneytree?).

Now, I’ve never tried to have any kids. All my time and effort up to this point has been to try to NOT have any kids, so maybe I don’t know what I’m talking about, but to the best of my knowledge, ART treatments are like bat-shit expensive and I’m wondering where she got the funds to do this….actually, I’m not even sure if this is IVF, sounds to me like she got all hopped up on ovulation goofballs and went out and did the nasty, but I’m no doctor.

But, if I were a doctor, I would know better than to put, oh more than let’s say 2 embryos (I sincerely doubt that 2 embryos would split 4x each)  into a woman that had ALREADY carried SIX children to birth…let’s just say that her track record was a little too good for me to think that this was even IVF…but if it was, somebody really screwed up MAJORLY.

What do you think?

 

Relaxation January 31, 2009

I feel like this semester has gotten off to so much of a better start because I am allowing myself time to relax.  I made up my mind that I was not going to spend my weekends off worrying about school, because a) it is ineffective and b) it is irritating to those around me.

So I have, in effect, scheduled in relaxing time.  Last night was great, D painted my nails and toenails (because I had mentioned I would love to go to the spa for a few days, so he gave me a “spa night” at home, it was great…is there anything better than having someone lavish attention on you?) we watched “The Shawshank Redemption” which was just fabulous, and we just lounged around ( not that that is anything unusual).

I guess it’s not so much just doing relaxing activities as telling yourself that you are not going to think about “x” for “x amount of time”.  If you catch yourself thinking about it/worrying about it, then go do something to take your mind off of it. Read a book. Watch a movie. Call someone. You can do it. I really do want to stop worrying so much, it is not good for you.  And I think I’m doing quite well so far!