I had absolutely no idea my post on blogging last week would resonate with so many people. It boggles my mind when simple posts like that are shared and viewed so much. It’s definitely not a bad thing nor am I complaining. Just goes to show you that most often there’s no rhyme or reason. Hence one more reason to just go with the flow.
I just realized I haven’t posted much more about my transition to the corporate world after the first month I started. So I’ve been in my position since mid January. I LOVE it. I still can’t say where I work because I’m still contracted. Although I tend to share lots about my life I think it’s best for me to keep that on the down low.
For those that don’t know or (don’t remember), I’m a registered veterinary technician. I’m still working as a vet tech, just in a different capacity. I never thought I’d like sitting at a computer day in and day out doing the sort of thing. It took me awhile to adjust, which is still happening. I initially had a hard time dealing with the such a sedentary day, but have since figured out my daily workouts to mix things up and stay active. It’s turned out to be quite a rad experience and I finally feel like I’m doing work, making a difference, and have proved myself as part of the awesome team I’m working with.
My contract will be coming to an end within the next 2 months. Thankfully my boss stated her case to hire me on full-time or at least to extend my contract. I am grateful to say that I received word today that they will be extending my contract for another 6 months, meaning I will be in my position until the end of the year. Let’s keep it real, I’d love to be permanent and have access to benefits, but I know that things are going to happen as they need to. Maybe it’s not meant to be for me to be hired in, which would make it easier if something else would or change in our lives. Who knows.
There are moments where it’s a bit nerve wracking. (Like, should I be pursuing other job opportunities ) But I’m just going with the flow. If I’ve learned anything in the past year it’s that I needed to stop fighting or forcing my life in certain directions. It still feels weird, but I’m going with it….and it’s getting easier.
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
Yes, I made it to the Sedona Yoga Festival this past weekend. One word. Fantastic. Just as with any big experience, I like to take a few days to digest my experience. No worries, I’ll tell you all about it.
I’ve been digging a lot of stuff lately. So much that I’m going to continue with a bit of a theme of buzzing about what I’m digging. Continuing on…..
2 Cellos. You may already know that I spent a couple years playing cellos in my younger years. I wish this is something that I would’ve kept up with. Alas, due to the limited amount of periods in the school day and academics that trumped arts, it was something that was an activity that I had to give up. To this day I often think about playing and miss it greatly. If you can’t tell, music holds a special place in my heart and really helps make my world go ’round. When I stumbled onto 2 Cellos a few weeks ago I was thrilled. It’s literally 2 guys playing their cellos. Their music ranges from classical to contemporary favorites. All of which I can appreciate.
Crossfire Series. I have no shame admitting I read 50 Shades of Gray this past summer. With all the talk about it I was intrigued, hence why I read it. I’m also not ashamed to admit that I liked it. It was a totally different genre than what I typically read, but hey, sometimes different is good. I happened to stumble upon Bared To You by Sylvia Day at Target and was once again intrigued. I read some reviews on Goodreads, spent a few dollars, uploaded it to my Nook, and was pleasantly surprised. I have since read Reflected in You, the second book in the Crossfire series, and am anxiously awaiting the release of the 3 book. For those that liked 50 Shade of Gray my guess is that you’ll like this series as well. For those that didn’t you may like this series. Yes, there’s a ton of sex, but none of the hardcore BDSM stuff and there’s more of a story line.
Frozen cherries. Ever since we moved to Arizona I’ve been digging frozen cherries. They’re perfect for a dessert or late night snack. I dunno what it is about them but I am to the point of having full on cravings if I don’t get my daily fill. Obviously I’m not the only one. Healthy tasty treats for the win!
Right Hand Rings. People may be surprised to know that I have pretty extensive right hand ring collection. As with the rest of my fashion, they were tucked away and rarely used over the past several years. I’m still not one to wear a ton of flashy jewelry but I’ve had a great time digging out my collection. Although some may find it annoying, I’ve been sharing my daily fashion on Instagram for the fun of it. If you’ve read any of my posts recently you’ll see that I’m really having a blast with this pretty big lifestyle change that in turn has had a trickle down effect.
What are you digging lately?
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)
I have been slammed between all of the jobs I’ve been working, hence my not blogging, but I had to stop for a moment today and post a little something.
I think most everyone in the United States knows Casey Anthony was found not guilty today. As with many things, I have chosen not to get caught up in all that’s been going on with the trial. I have no real reason, I just haven’t. With that being said I know a very minimal amount of what supposedly happened and what was presented at the trial, other than a few tidbits here and there of basic information other people have passed along. This blog post isn’t amount whether she should have been found guilty or not guilty. As I said, knowing the little I know, that’s not for me to say. However, it’s quite obvious what many, if not most, other people feel…that she should have been found guilty. Which leads me to my main idea….
Post after post on Facebook and Twitter states, “I have lost faith in the United States judicial system.” Now I’m not going to say our judicial system doesn’t have it’s problems. It does. What system doesn’t have problems, especially nowadays? But that’s a whole different blog post. It’s quick and easy to place blame on the system. Heck, I’ll admit, I kind of agreed with all of the comments, until I took a moment to step back and think it through. Then I came across a comment from my friend Rob. He said:
“Just remember it was not the system. The prosecutors did their job and did it well. The police provided the best possible evidence. The judge ensured the rules were followed. It was the jury of 12 “peers” who need to re-examine themselves and realize that sometimes circumstantial evidence Is the only link to the truth. The true tragedy here is that these jurors chose to listen to her lies and think, “Well, it could have been an accident,” or, “Aww, she has a host of mental problems.” I, once again, have not lost faith in the system but reaffirmed my lack of faith in people.”
Although I’m not one to want to place “blame” on anyone, i.e. the jurors, I agree with what Rob stated.
I think most anyone would say, “I’d hate to be one of the jurors on this case.” It would be hard to not agree. Someone’s life is in your hands. You have to be open-minded. You are basically quarantined from the world so you can’t acquire further information or be swayed. You are away from your job and oftentimes not getting paid much for your service. This goes for any case, but with it being high profile, all of those things are kicked up several notches.
Gandhi was quoted as saying, “Be the change you want to see in the world.” Although you can’t change the outcome of this specific trial I think it’s important for everyone to realize that if and when their time comes to serve of a jury, instead of trying to get out of it, they should take that moment to “be the change”.
Just a thought.
Be grateful and keep smiling =)
Several weeks ago my brother posted on Facebook that he had a “run in” with a cashier at JCPenney. Apparently he bought two packages of undershirts, in plastic packaging, and the cashier demanded that he put them in an additional plastic bag from the store. As he was literally walking out of the store he said, “No, I’m good,” the woman continued demanding that a bag was needed and that he, “might drop the shirts due to the slippery packaging.” Uh, ok. Even if he did drop them, so what? They’re in plastic packaging. Needless to say, my brother succeeded when he just kept right on walking out of the store with no bag.
Fast forward to tonight. My husband and I were purchasing undershirts at JCPenney. (Not planned, just ironic). Upon check out, as I usually do, I stated that we did not need a bag and would just carry them out. We were literally feet from the door. The cashier refused and stated that a bag was required due to company policy. I then asked if I could just put them into my purse. Nope, that was a no go. Then lastly, I asked if I could put them in a reusable bag that I had with me. Finally she said ok. I could’ve let it slide, but it’s not in my nature to do so, not to mention this is something I’m quite passionate about.
At that point I stated that the exact same thing happened to my brother in a different state and I wanted to know why a bag was required. She once again stated, “company policy.” I stated that although I understand it was company policy I still would like to know why this policy is in place. According to her, it’s due to shoplifting (as she said, “Of course I’m not saying you’d shoplift.”). Per her, if someone is walking out with a product without a bag it looks like they’re shoplifting, which would cause them to be stopped by a JCPenney worker. Uhhh, my response, “If they stop you, which they probably wouldn’t, just show the receipt. And actually having a bag makes for easier shoplifting.” She didn’t have a response.
I understand that she is not the one who made the policy, and I stated that exactly to her. However, I also asked her to pass on our displeasure to management.
So, JCPenney, this is my open letter to you. In your Matters of Principle: JCPenney & Environmental Responsibility document you claim to be an environmentally friendly company. I applaud your efforts listed, however from personal experience you have a ways to go. If requiring the use of your plastic bags for items purchased is truly your policy, I ask that it be changed. The world is changing and it’s time to get with the times. Not only is it better for the Earth, but it also saves you money when I use my own reusable bag. Some may argue that if I take your bag and reuse it then it’s “free advertising”. I think it’s safe to say that when I put used kitty litter with feces in the bag I don’t consider that great advertising, and don’t think you would either. And while I’m writing, there’s one last thing…your receipts. They are ridiculously long, too much information that the consumer never reads, leading to a total waste of paper. A few small changes could make a huge difference in many ways.
Be grateful and keep smiling: )
After a bit of research we uncovered that there still is one recycle center remaining open in our city. Although I’m sure this location will be bombarded with recyclables, it’s awesome to know that we still have an option for our recycling needs. And I no longer have to have a pit in my stomach every time I throw away a recyclable item….at least for now.
Be grateful and keep smiling =)
As time goes on, things change….I guess that’s no surprise. I’m not exactly sure, but in the past few weeks I’ve found my thoughts, lifestyle trends, and general attitude changing. What I wear, how I see myself, how I see others see me, my goals, my priorities, what I feel is important…..they’re all changing. I can’t explain my thoughts or choices, as I’m still trying to wrap my brain around them. But I do know that I’ve been told many of times, “You’ll go through many life changes.” I can only guess this is one of those times. It’s okay though. That’s what makes life, well, life. We learn, we grow, we adjust as necessary.
I’m sure I can guarantee that I’ll never be the calm, laid back, chill person. However, as time goes on I’m leaning that way. Maybe it’s just David wearing off on me. It’s not that I don’t care about what I wear, or how people see me, or that I don’t care about life. I think it’s that I’ve found that certain things are overrated and aren’t as important as people make them. I just have to find what matters to me, and go with it.
For instance, something so simple as wearing makeup. Yeah, I know simple and stupid. However in the scheme of things this is something I can actually put into words. I’m not a huge makeup fan. Thankfully David’s not either. When it comes down to it, he’d prefer no makeup at all. Of course I’ve always worn something, just for the simple fact that “it’s the thing to do.” Shoot, it only took how many years to ask, “why the hell do I put something on my face, when A-I don’t like it and B-my husband doesn’t either?” I’m not going to say I’ll never wear makeup but I have to admit, I’m not exactly sure when the last time I did was. And when I did it was eyeshadow. Last time I wore mascara and lipstick…..7 years ago, our wedding. Foundation and blush….well over a year ago. But you know what? I’m happy with that choice, even when the it’s not the norm.
Times are changing. Thoughts are changing.
During my time at my present workplace I’ve often been overlooked for restraining larger dogs due to my size. Doc will ask for the taller individual even though we’re about the same size otherwise. At first I was offended but now I just pass it along as no big deal. It happened once again today, however they also requested my help. After successfully restraining the exuberant dog I heard the owner say, “Hey pup, she’s putting all of her weight on your back end and she weighs less than you.” Of course he was speaking about me. Once again I let it roll off of my back as no big deal, but I couldn’t help but analyze the situation. At no time in my life have I ever felt that I was small. As a kid I was quite chunky. I’ve lost the baby fat but I’m just an average height. I do think of my weight and what I put in my mouth on a daily basis. That’s beside the point though. I thought to myself, too often others judge each other. Instead of being just right, we’re “too fat” or “too tiny.” This then wears off on us as individuals and we feel crappy about ourselves. I quickly determined that our bodies will never be “perfect” whether in our own eyes or the eyes of society. But you know what? I’m okay with that.
Marilyn Butts, Dec. 5, 1924-April 3, 2008
SANDUSKY-Marilyn L. Butts, 83, of Sandusky, passed away unexpectedly early Thursday afternoon, April 3, 2008, in Firelands Regional Medical Center, Main Campus, Sandusky.
She was born in Sandusky, Dec. 5, 1924, and was a 1944 graduate of St. Mary’s High School. Marilyn was a licensed hairdresser, having owned and operated Marilyn’s Beauty Shop for many years, retiring in 1988.
She was a member of St. Mary’s Catholic Church where she was an active volunteer. She also volunteered at the State Theatre as an usher. Marilyn was an avid fan of St. Mary’s Central Catholic athletics and a true fan of all other sports.
She is survived by three sisters, Eloise Butts, Eileen Roth (Ralph) May, and Mary (Elmer) Kromer, all of Sandusky; nieces and nephews, Daleen Kennedy, Kate Murphy, Mark Roth, Marleen Kromer, Kyle Roth, Valerie Kennedy, Brad Roth, Cyndy Carey, Sharon Wilson, Julie Opfer, Patty Rimboch and Jude Roth; and numerous great and great-great-nieces and nephews.
She was preceded in death by her parents, Frederick Russell and Marcella Magdelan (Weltin) Butts; nephew, Steven Kromer; and brother-in-law, Dale “Butch” Roth.
Visitation will be from 3-7 p.m. Sunday in David F. Koch Funeral Home, 520 Columbus Ave., Sandusky. Prayers will be recited at 9:30 a.m. Monday in the funeral home followed by a Mass of Christian Burial at 10 a.m. in St. Mary’s Catholic Church, 429 Central Ave., Sandusky. Burial will be in Calvary Cemetery, Sandusky.
In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made to St. Mary’s Catholic Church, 429 Central Avenue, Sandusky, OH 44870, or to the donor’s favorite charity.
Your memories and words of comfort may be expressed at firstname.lastname@example.org.