Wednesday, September 26, 2012

LMS, TBH, IMHO, Rate!

LMS for Rate
LMS for TBH
LMS for IMHO

Don't know what these mean? Tried to interpret them on your own before finally giving up and googling them? Don't worry, I did the same thing with YOLO.

On Facebook, it is always much easier to use acronyms rather than spelling things out all the way.

LMS = Like my status
TBH = To be honest
IMHO = In my humble/honest opinion

If you haven't seen these, it is probably because you aren't FB friends with teenagers. The lil' darlings I'm referring to are kids that have searched me out because they know me from when I was their elementary school librarian years ago, or if I've taught them youth theater or been in plays with them. Some are people I've been in contact with from going to the same church.

WHY would you put yourself through the humiliation of being "rated" by one of your peers for the whole FB crowd to see? WHY would you say something horrible about someone and think you can get away with it purely because you say TBH or IMHO. WHY is this acceptable?

I have seen this, not joking:

LMS for rate & TBH!
"Honestly, I don't really know you, but you are okay. 4"

4? They don't even know them and they are giving them a 4? I know, you are thinking "well what if it is a 4 out of 5?" Well, it isn't. It is usually out of 10 and then the people they really like or want to like them, they give them like 1 million trillion.

It is a shallow, horrible way to bully people. I'm sick of it. I've seen people try to stand up for themselves and then get cussed out by the other "friends" of the person rating them. I've seen someone defend their standards while at the same time judging and belittling a girl who hasn't made the same choices.

The internet is interesting. It brings out a lot in people. Good, bad, and in between. It's kind of like having an older brother that could beat the crap out of anyone if they mess with you, so you say whatever you want, feeling like you will be protected by him. Only, he can't protect your feelings when someone says something hurtful back to you.

I try, with all my might, to be true to who I am but at the same time being aware of other people's feelings. I have probably said a few things before...out of sarcasm, pms, frustration, insomnia, hunger, you name it...but I really hope I haven't ever said anything on the interwebs that have hurt feelings to the point of bullying.

Cyber bullying is real. It can get way worse than the examples I am giving, like actual violence ensuing, but here is a minor example from what I've observed.

Girls at a local Jr. High were talking about someone (the girl knew they were talking about her) back and forth on Facebook. They were using a foul nickname and were calling her VERY degrading things. More people got on board. It was like a witch hunt. A public and embarrassing witch hunt where they were getting so very mean in ways that I didn't think were possible. I couldn't believe that *these kids*, who I know, were acting like this. But, in a way, I could believe it. Not because they are bad kids. I don't think any kids are bad kids...I just think they get dealt bad cards and have to deal with them the best they know how.

TBH, it breaks my heart that this is happening. I can't handle the bullying, the incessant language that is the norm these days, and the pictures they put up of themselves just so that other people will tell them how sexy or hot they are.

Why do we look to the internet for validation? Is it because it is where most of us have social interaction in these modern times?

The internet is a wonderful place to connect with friends, but I will say this: I am SO GLAD that this wasn't around when I was in Jr. High or High School. Heaven help this generation...at least when I was younger, it was all said behind my back and I only heard wind of it a couple times. IMHO, that is better than being publicly humiliated and seeing what they are all actually saying.

What do you think? Would you rather know what people are saying about you (everyone else will know, too) or just know people are talking and not know who is saying it or what they are saying?

Sunday, September 23, 2012

I have a split personality. No I don't. Yes I do. AND...the perils of a scary movie habit.

I love Halloween.

I started decorating my house yesterday. I wanted to get it up early so I could see what the house still "needed" to make it just right. I bought a GIANT crapload of new decorations and decided to make a spider's web with decorations caught in it. Cute, right? I still need the fishing string to attach it all, but I have been having a good ol' time with putting up the owls and banners, witch's hats and brooms, and old Halloween pictures of my fam.
 
I love to get dressed up. It HAS to be the theater geek in me, but putting on fake eyelashes and wigs and being somebody I'm not is a ton of fun. One year, HUBS & I were Ozzy &  Sharon. Another, he was a Devo band member and I was an 80's teenybopper. We go all out. This year, L wants to be a roadkill panda with a mustache. She is the coolest 12 year old around. HUBS is still trying to figure out what to be and I am going to plan around his costume. BABY is going to be a ladybug because guess what, the dang costume was on clearance last October and I am too tired and busy to make anything else.

I also love the treats. I had some pumpkin bread from Kneaders yesterday and it was DELISH. People start to bake things when the weather gets cooler and the cool people bring me those goodies to eat. Thank you, cool people, in advance.


Isn't Autumn heavenly? OH. MY. GOODNESS. The breeze, the smells, the trees changing color, the night coming earlier....it is all just so lovely. Fall is my favorite season. Add football to the mix and this chica is one happy camper.

I hate Halloween.

Haunted Houses (including forests, circuses, whatever) suck. I hate them. I have NEVER liked them. So, 2 boys that I went on dates with to Haunted Houses years ago, lucky you. Poor HUBS loves crap like that. So, if you are going on a date and need an awkward 3rd, give him a call. 



Trashy Costumes. 
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No...not the kind where you wear a black trash bag and become a California Raisin, the other kind. Why does there have to be a super sexy version of Annie out there for a teenager to wear and sing Tomorrow ala Marylin Monroe? Why does a skimpy Hermione costume exist? Why does Halloween = free pass to dress like a lady of the night? The fact that I grew up in UTAH where 3/4 of the time there was snow on the ground and I needed a winter jacket to go trick-or-treating makes these costumes so foreign to me. It is still super cold around Halloween. Don't they get cold? Am I over thinking this? How do they trick-or-treat in those heels? OUCH. I'm such a grinch.

Disgustingly scary costumes. Ick. I don't want to see a zombie baby eating another baby's brains. Is that too much to ask, Halloween Specialty Stores? I will spare you the picture. How about a whole section in there devoted to the Scream movies. BLAST and WRETCH that high school boyfriend who thought I would enjoy seeing it in the theater. 

*I just had to move my chair so that my back is to the wall and I can now see my surroundings. Don't want any creepers sneaking up on me, now do I?*

HORROR MOVIES. I just can't handle it. I went through a phase as a youngin' and watched too many Horror films for my own good and now I think I am seriously scarred for life. BE CAREFUL...it's like any other habit. You start small, like with a couple of the scarier episodes of The Twilight Zone and move on to the B movie Horror films that are so lame, it's hard for them to be scary. If you need examples, just holler. And then, one day, you just decide it would be a good idea to watch something really scary. I blame my own walk down this path on my father. I don't know, though, if I should thank him or make him feel guilty for the years of choosing to watch movies like Scream or 7 and then not being able to sleep (judge away...it was during my dating years and I wasn't strong).

Maybe I should thank him...I did get to see some pretty hilarious and awesome scary movies in my time. I am older and wiser and I know how those movies get to me and I am smart enough to choose NOT to go down that path.

I don't mind the trick-or-treaters...they are cute enough. I love Halloween parties. Any excuse for a party is a good one. See my dilemma? I don't know whether to love or hate this phenomenon that comes around for a month or so in the fall. 

What do you think?

Saturday, September 22, 2012

It has been 442 days since my last confession...er...blog post.

Once upon a time, I had a blog. I was a sassy librarian who liked to be snarky and have a good time. I was working, had a husband, and a daughter who was grown and was mostly able to take care of her little, independent self.

I went through YEARS of infertility. That is another post for another time.

One fine day, I found out I was pregnant...and this time it lasted long enough for our sweet 2nd baby to come into our lives.

I am still quite sassy and maybe a little bit less publicly snarky. I have been married even longer now and my grown up,12 year old only needs me as a taxi service (snarky). I left my amazing job to be at home with my new little adventure.

Again, I used to blog. I had many intentions of sharing those special moments with the bloggerverse, but apparently life had other plans.

I have had so many amazing experiences. I have done so many awesome things. I have FELT things with a more tender heart. But those are stories that I may or may not share. I don't want to stress myself out feeling like I need to cover all of my bases. I won't feel obligated to share every little thing that happens...even if what I share happens to be a very little thing. Which, will probably be the case most of the time.

I have missed this. I love to express myself through the written word. It relaxes me. It helps my jumbled brain feel organized. It helps when I am jonesing for something to fill that artistic void.

Stay tuned.