I have noticed the last few years that this topic is getting bigger and bigger....
...and I don't get it entirely.
I don't know why this is so hard for me to wrap my mind around.
I think generally, processed food is good to kick from my diet.
And I do relatively understand that GMOs are different now than what people learned about in 7th grade science class.
But every time anyone talks about getting rid of all GMOs in their diet I think of things like this:
And while I do understand that GMOs are generally created in a lab and not in the field, I really have a hard time understanding how this is much different. I'm not saying it's not. I just don't understand.
But heaven forbid I should say that kind of thing "out loud" on my own page or on someone else's. The thunderstorms of argument and moral high ground that I would be fed make me not want to bring it up.
My bigger focus has been less centered on subtracting GMOs and more centered on adding plants/whole foods.
This week on social media, any female who has been sexually harassed or assaulted is "supposed" to update their status with a "me too", to bring more awareness to how many have been victim to this.
I don't participate in these kinds of things, period. Doesn't matter how much it matters. I don't like to succumb to peer pressure in that way.
But I thought this one was kind of odd.
Why is sexual harassment being included? I'm not sure I know anyone, male or female, over the age of 13 who has not at some point been sexually harassed. I'm not saying it's ok; it's not. But it happens. Just as I'm sure I've not met anyone who wasn't made to feel bad about their body at some point in their life, or who wasn't lied to by someone, or who was mistreated, etc. Sometimes it's stupid teenagers who don't realize the gravity of their choices; sometimes it's adults who do. Sometimes it's adults who don't get that what they're saying to me is not ok.
None of it is ok, but it does happen.
Now, sexual assault is an entirely different story. I think that would be much more educating and eye-opening if the harassment clause were removed from this social media status roundup, because I really do think most people would be surprised at the number of people who have been assaulted and have never told anyone publicly or pressed charges against the perpetrator. I have been lucky enough to not have this experience, but have way too many friends who have privately told me of their own experience with sexual assault. I don't know if I personally know any males who have experienced sexual assault or rape, but I do know that some of my husband's male friends have. One friend with this experience would be too many, but unfortunately, that number is far greater.
This is more probably of a vent than "hey I'm actually going to do something about this" but whatevs.
The person over me at church frequently assumes things I bring to activities are being fully donated to the group/cause.
A few months ago we were making cards to send to less active girls, and I volunteered to bring stamps - I had 2 sheets with different designs on them and thought it would be fun.
At the end of the activity, I asked where they had gone, and was told they were being put in the closet for the stationary to be ready whenever someone felt like sending a letter.
I had brought nearly 40 stamps.
I told her those were from my personal stash of stamps I use when I need to send something and was not donating them. She looked at me with shock and surprise, taken aback, and returned one sheet, saying they would just keep the other set since they were cuter.
We were writing letters to the missionaries in our ward last night, and I volunteered to bring the holiday paper I had to choose from. When I arrived, someone took all the paper and at her instruction, cut it all in half, and at the end of the activity they stashed it before I could say anything.
Now, odds are pretty good I would never have used that paper before moving and would have given it away anyway. But that was my choice to make....
These are items I clearly could not be reimbursed for, as I have had them for a while, and clearly
stated they were things I already had on hand.
A few months ago we hosted something for the men after church and I brought a bunch of produce to top the food with. At the end of the activity, there was lots of leftovers, and I (clearly) stated I would take my leftovers home and remove the equivalent from the receipt.
Then after cleanup was done, I found that she had taken half of my food for herself to take home.
This isn't someone younger than myself, someone in need of money or food or anything like that. Well established, nice house, adult children, active church member for decades, etc. I don't get it.
For the most part I've learned to provide new things that have receipts for reimbursement, like usual, but it's difficult when what's being asked is something you would (I think, clearly) provide a few things for, then take the rest back home. Also, last night, without prompting, I was emphatically told by this same person that if I wanted a pumpkin from the activity, as a leader I would need to pay for it myself.
Well folks, in another installment of "Creepy Bugs In My House", I'd like to let you know that this morning when I turned on the shower, I turned around, and one of the bigger house centipedes I've seen came ferociously slithering across my extra storage cabinet toward me.
In case you forgot what I'm talking about.
I just watched it, because it wasn't at an angle where I'd be able to smoosh it.
Then it jumped off the cabinet and landed on the floor next to my toes.
My whole bathroom is maybe 4 ft by 4 ft, at max.
I screamed and ran out of the bathroom, looking for one of my handy textbooks for smooshing. I was slightly disappointed this was happening so early in the day, as once a textbook falls on a bug, it stays there until my heroic husband comes home to take care of it.
Guess what folks?!
IT FREAKING CHASED ME OUT OF THE BATHROOM AND INTO MY ROOM!!!!
I picked up the first textbook I found, which unfortunately was cardstock-bound (a lot harder to get those guts off), and turned back around to find it gone.
I stalked it out very quietly, and discovered it hiding in the shadow of Caleb's backpack. Very stealthily, I removed the backpack and dropped the textbook.
It didn't work, given the carpet cushion. It nonchalantly moved to the wall, I picked up the book, and began smacking the living daylights out of that wall.
It is dead.
With my newfound bravery, I may vacuum it up myself, rather than waiting til tonight for it to be removed.
I'm considering hiring someone myself to come spray our apartment. I'm so sick of all the spiders and beetles and centipedes. It's disgusting.
1. What I wouldn't give for a yummy teriyaki chicken brown rice bowl from Rumbi right now. (the cost of the airplane ticket, for one)
2. Or a pizza. Or Cafe Rio. Or Krispy Kreme. Or....even a Subway sandwich, really. Or just a homecooked meal I don't have to make. HA! As it was just the short one and I for dinner tonight, we each enjoyed a thoughtfully-prepared bowl of cereal.
3. I made rolls earlier this week to go with a yummy soup during the 2 days that it cooled off to the 70s (guess what peeps, it's in the 80s again right now), and decided that's the last time these wrists are kneading anything for the next 3 months. Carpal tunnel during pregnancy has struck again.
4. I went to the doctor about my back pain last week, and it was decided a nice sized lipoma on my back is likely the culprit. I went for a surgery consult today, and it was confirmed that it is probably even bigger than the primary doc measured on the surface, and deep and attached to muscle; therefore, I have to do a fully anesthetized procedure to cut it out, and have to wait until after delivery.
5. I'm accepting nominations for what I should name the lipoma. It's been my friend for a few years now; I just now decided to get it looked at (real smart, eh). #larrythelipoma
6. I either injured myself or just happened to get some good pelvic pain within hours of completing a workout last Thursday morning. I asked a couple local church fitness gurus (who are familiar with the workout as it's a free class twice weekly at church) via text if I should keep working out or call it good, or even if they knew of some good stretches or exercises, and no one responded. So. I'm sure you know what conclusion I've come to.
7. If you're counting, that means back pain (especially while sitting) + pelvic pain (especially while walking) + wrist/hand/arm pain (especially while trying to do anything productive with my hands like one of the thousand sewing projects sitting in the corner or making dinner) + always assumed migraines.
8. = grumpy me (and very bored me). I think outwardly I tend to handle pregnancy pretty darn well, but to those who will listen to me in the internet sphere, sorry - I'm not handling this that well.
9. I sincerely apologize to all the people in the world who are going through harder times than me, which is probably 98% of the human population. I fully recognize this fact and understand I need to put my big girl pants back on. Thanks for your time.
I'm compiling a playlist of music to have in my earbuds when I go to the hospital some day over the rainbow.
Just so that I can decide when I get there I don't want to listen to anything, talk to anyone, let anyone touch me, or even exist in this realm of the universe.
But hey, at least I'll have the option!
I can't decide if I want super soothing, relaxing music, or get-up-and-move-and-dance music, so both types of suggestions are welcome. I'll probably make 2 playlists, one of each.
Bonus points if it's something that's already on Amazon or another free way to compile a playlist - ha! Of course, I could always just do one of those free trial months for a full music subscription just for the month of November. ;)