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Why Lily White

English: Lily in garden

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The term Lily White has a long and ugly past as it applies to American history and its culture.

Specifically, the term Lily-White Movement, as defined by Wikipedia, was an anti-civil-rights movement within the Republican Party in the United States in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The movement was a response to the political and socioeconomic gains made by African-Americans following the Civil War and the Thirteenth Amendment to the Constitution, which eliminated slavery.  Black leaders gained increasing influence in the party by organizing blacks as an important voting bloc. Conservative white groups attempted to eliminate this influence and recover white voters who had defected to the Democratic Party.

“The lily white movement is one of the darkest and underexamined eras of US Republicanism.”

This movement is largely credited with driving blacks out of the Republican party during the early 20th century, setting the stage for their eventual support of the Democrats.

In essence, the movements goal was to suppress the votes (or in my opinion, the VOICE and Validity) of Black Americans.

As I began to speak up and speak out about a problem that touches far to many lives I realized pretty quickly that most people didn’t want to hear about the reality of the problem. It almost seemed as though the words I spoke offended a falsely innocent view of american culture and the violence that is going on in american children’s lives at the hands of adults, usually the adults that are closest to them.

A few definitions from around the web:

Defined by Double-Tongued.org

1.) Lilywhite

n. a person without a police record; someone who does not trigger suspicions; a clean-skin.

This particular definition is the one that solidified my decision to use the term as the Pseudonym I would blog under. I started blogging specifically because the subject of Childhood Sexual Abuse, a subject that has recently and violently thrust itself into mine and my family’s life, was one that seemed to offend the public so much so that even as a victim/survivor, speaking about any aspect of the issue is highly frowned upon publicly. As I understood it, if I wanted to speak up, if I wanted to talk about this issue, it would have to be done privately and somewhat UNDER THE RADAR, so to speak.

The bottom line is, MY VOICE WON’T BE SILENCED. I WON’T CONFORM AND SHUT UP. But like many things, sometimes the best approach is one that is the least abrasive, for the moment at least.

I have quoted Dr. King many times before on this blog. Here are some that have resonated with me:

He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it.
Martin Luther King, Jr.

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
The hottest place in Hell is reserved for those who remain neutral in times of great moral conflict.
Martin Luther King, Jr.

TheFreeDictionary.com

2.) lil·y-white (ll-hwt, -wt)

adj.

1. White as a lily.
2. Beyond reproach; blameless.
3. Informal Excluding or seeking to exclude Black people.
lily-white

adj

1. (Fine Arts & Visual Arts / Colours) of a pure white lily-white skin
2. Informal pure; irreproachable
3. US informal

a.  discriminating against Blacks a lily-white club
b.  racially segregated

Adj. 1. lily-white – restricted to whites only; “under segregation there were even white restrooms and white drinking fountains”; “a lily-white movement which would expel Negroes from the organization”

white

segregated, unintegrated – separated or isolated from others or a main group; “a segregated school system”; “a segregated neighborhood”

2. lily-white – of a pure white color.

achromatic, neutral – having no hue; “neutral colors like black or white

 

Yourdictionary.com

3.) lily-white

adjective

white as a lily

innocent and pure; unsullied: often used sarcastically

practicing discrimination against, or segregation of, nonwhites, esp. blacks

 

White Washing or White Washed has a specific meaning as well and I found would be appropriate to be included into the Pseudonym.

To white wash something would be To conceal or gloss over (wrongdoing, for example).

The biggest problem with CSA is the refusal of adults to acknowledge that there is a problem at all.

This post is a work in progress and may be revised…

 

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The Top Ten Words of 2011

While stumbling around the interwebs I came across a pretty interesting website

http://www.lifeslittlemysteries.com/2016-top-words-2011.html

And I thought this lil article was kinda interesting being a word lover and all. I figured I’d share the website with you as well as the list the site deemed as the top words of 2011. Fyi, the article has inspired me to create my own list of my personal top ten words of 2011, and maybe even share my personal definitions and/or my immediate immpression of the words meaning before reading the given definition. Note: some of my definitions may not be socially acceptable and could even be viewed as insensitive. So I say, what the FRACK, I’m going for it anyway.

1. Occupy —The preferred verb of protesters occupies the top spot this year. Not only has “occupy” risen to fame because of the Occupy Movement (Occupy Wall Street, Occupy Oakland, etc.), it is also used in the context of the occupation of Iraq and the so-called “Occupied Territories.”

{OCCUPY- aka PIE-EYED. This would be the cartooned pics of a cartoon character who sees the warm fresh baked pie sitting in a window to cool and they suddenly have pie slices drawn in their eyes which divulge their intentions. This can, and does happen to us humans, minus the sketched in pie slice, but don’t doubt that the brain of said victims has shifted into ME WANT PIE mode.The hyper-focused individual is now considered to be OCCUPIED.}

2. Deficit —Fiscal deficits are a growing and possibly intractable problem for many economies in the developed world, and have become a frequent topic of discussion.

3. Fracking —Hydraulic fracturing, a controversial method of extracting fossil fuels from otherwise unreachable places , has turned into a hot-button issue dividing ultra-capitalists and environmentalists.

{My personal definition of the word Fracking is definitely used as a softened form of a pretty common cuss word.}

4. Drone —An ever-increasing number of remotely piloted aircraft are being used for reconnaissance and attack purposes, especially to target wanted terrorists .

{A DRONE is similar to a zombie. DRONE would be a description of the way a drugged out person acts, looks, behaves. Its the stereotypical look of one who’s high and completely zoned the FRACK out. Combining the words Drug-Prone and or Drugged-Out-Zone… zone being the individuals state of mind, not the location of which said DRONE gets the drugs or even does the drugs. However, after second thought I suppose the term works for those descriptions just as well.}

5. Non-veg —A meal served with meat. The term originated in India (where “veg” is the norm), and is now catching on worldwide.

{NON-VEG’ers are the baby Boomer generation. They are, in my opinion, the last generation of people to be typically hard working honest citizens. Every generation after that are suffering the devastating consequences of their hard work. Face it, a neverending supply of Doritos, video games, more free time to focus on cartoons and less on unpleasant chores and such has caused a multitude of epidemics with today’s youth. Baby boomers, your unconditional love and affection is gonna be the downfall of society, haha, of course I’m just kidding on this one.}

6. Kummerspeck —This German word, which literally translates as “grief bacon,” refers to excess weight gained from emotional overeating. This year, it worked its way into the English-speaking world.

{Ok, embarrassingly I can’t detail this one but I will tell you it has something to do with watching to many crime dramas like CSI. Blacklight toting forensic personnel would use the term to identify the suspects body fluid evidence they’ve found which would lead to them Attaching a lovely name to the perp based on the trace evidence left behind. Kinda like “suspect or even pet name+speck = petname+body fluid}

7. Haboob —A name imported from Arabic that has been used to describe the massive sandstorms in the American Southwest this year.

{A HABOOB is a person of Indian descent who owns the gas station at the end of my mothers street, who will not take manufacturer coupons for a product I regularly purchase from their store. Dammit man, cigarettes are expensive, cut a girl a break, lol}

8. 3Q —This texting shorthand for “thank you” may have arisen as a combination of the Mandarin and Japanese word for the number three, which is “san,” and Q; put together, they sound like “thank you.” The slang has been banned from official Chinese dictionaries, but is commonly found elsewhere.

9. Trustafarians —These are well-to-do youths (also sometimes called “trust-funders” or “trust fund babies”) who adopt faux-Bohemian lifestyles. A play on Rastafarians, the term first became popular as a reference to wealthy kids who took part in the London Riots .

10. (The Other) 99 —A reference to the majority of those living in Western democracies who have been left out of the dramatic rise in earnings associated with “the top 1 percent” —itself, another frequently uttered phrase. [5 Facts about the Wealthiest 1 Percent ]

***If anyone can come up with alternative definitions for any of the words I couldn’t, as well as the ones i could, than please feel free to share. I would love to read others combinaword definitions.

FYI: I’ve always called this combinawording…come to find out it actually has a real name, PORTMANTEAU.

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Portmanteau

Picture courtesy of this website
http://myliteraryquest.wordpress.com/2011/03/18/fun-friday-the-portmanteau/

http://grammar.about.com/od/pq/g/portmanterm.htm

And of course Urban Dictionarys word for it…. TWORD. Lol, awesome.

http://m.urbandictionary.com/#define?term=tword

Facebook Status Updates From the Past

Ok, every now and again I post a status update on facebook that im particularly proud of, lol. Yes, this is me tooting my own horn but I dont do it to often so its acceptable. I happen to love the: Dear Blank, Please Blank website and have authored some of my own. Here are some of my favs from the past that I thought were a bit clever. Note: all are pertaining to frustrations i’ve encountered with using my cell phone, lol. Anywho, enjoy.

Hello Moto,

I noticed you decided to go with the “Shorter Charging Cord”. Thas cool… But really, why must you keep me on such a short leash when you already know I’m your b**ch. God, what an EGOMANIAC your turning into.

Sincerely, ♪♪Don’t want no short cord phone♪♪

This one came about from my frustration with my android phones battery life, or lack there of and how often I find myself tethered to a wall so I could use my phone.

 

Dear Cell Phone,

Yes I kiss my mother with this mouth. Key word: Mouth…not beak. I MEANT TO TYPE THAT WORD SO STOP CORRECTING MY FOUL MOUTH YOU AVIARYAPHILE.

Sincerely, I like DUCKS but not as much as you think.

I obvious have a dirty mouth (who me, never, lol) and was frustrated with my cell phone always autocorrecting my bad words for…not so bad words, lol.

 

Dear Cell Phone,

I am not nearly as fond of MILK as you’d like me to be. Ps, need I remind you that you are indeed a black cell phone. So please stop auto correcting me.

Sincerely, Commitee for Context Based Auto Corrections.

This one was because I was trying to post about MLK or Martin Luther King and everytime I wrote MLK it autocorrected to MILK and I’d have to go back and change it. lol, #whitegirlproblems

 

 

Plinky Writing Prompts

Plinky is a cool website you should check out. I think I might start adding some of my favorite prompts as posts to inspire me to write more regularly, and for anyone who visits my blog, please feel free to use any of the prompts I add on your own blog, comment on or leave feedback on any prompts I have written on or leave your link in the comments to a prompt you’ve used and written on. All feedback is fun so I hope the prompts inspire you as they are sure to inspire me.

Plinky makes it easy for you to create inspired content. Every day we provide a prompt (i.e. a question or challenge) and you answer. We make it simple to add rich media and share your answers on Facebook, Twitter and blogs.

links for the Plinky website:

http://www.plinky.com/

http://blog.plinky.com/

http://twitter.com/#!/plinky

http://twitter.com/#!/plinkyprompts

http://www.facebook.com/PlinkyDotCom

 

Enjoy!

 

 

 

Making jewelry…

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This is a picture of a necklace that one of my friends is wearing. She said she’s had it for years.
I absolutely love it.
So im gonna try to recreate it.
I’ll take a picture of what i come up with.

Unwritten Stories…

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How many stories in a persons life will forever remain unwritten? How many stories in a persons life will never be, due to fear?

Language: What foreign words are difficult to translate into English? – Quora

http://www.quora.com/Language/What-foreign-words-are-difficult-to-translate-into-English

Russian – Vladmir Nabokov describes it best: “No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody of something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.”
Mamihlapinatapei
Yagan (indigenous language of Tierra del Fuego) – “the wordless, yet meaningful look shared by two people who both desire to initiate something but are both reluctant to start”
Jayus
Indonesian – “A joke so poorly told and so unfunny that one cannot help but laugh”
Iktsuarpok
Inuit – “To go outside to check if anyone is coming.”
Litost
Czech – Milan Kundera, author of The Unbearable Lightness of Being, remarked that “As for the meaning of this word, I have looked in vain in other languages for an equivalent, though I find it difficult to imagine how anyone can understand the human soul without it.” The closest definition is a state of agony and torment created by the sudden sight of one’s own misery.
Kyoikumama
Japanese – “A mother who relentlessly pushes her children toward academic achievement”
Tartle
Scottish – The act of hestitating while introducing someone because you’ve forgotten their name.
Ilunga
Tshiluba (Southwest Congo) – A word famous for its untranslatability, most professional translators pinpoint it as the stature of a person “who is ready to forgive and forget any first abuse, tolerate it the second time, but never forgive nor tolerate on the third offense.”
Prozvonit
Czech – This word means to call a mobile phone and let it ring once so that the other person will call back, saving the first caller money. In Spanish, the phrase for this is “Dar un toque,” or, “To give a touch.”
Cafuné
Brazilian Portuguese – “The act of tenderly running one’s fingers through someone’s hair.”
Schadenfreude
German – Quite famous for its meaning that somehow other languages neglected to recognize, this refers to the feeling of pleasure derived by seeing another’s misfortune. I guess “America’s Funniest Moments of Schadenfreude” just didn’t have the same ring to it.
Torschlusspanik
German – Translated literally, this word means “gate-closing panic,” but its contextual meaning refers to “the fear of diminishing opportunities as one ages.” (Altalang.com)
Wabi-Sabi
Japanese – Much has been written on this Japanese concept, but in a sentence, one might be able to understand it as “a way of living that focuses on finding beauty within the imperfections of life and accepting peacefully the natural cycle of growth and decay.” (Altalang.com)
Dépaysement
French – The feeling that comes from not being in one’s home country.
Tingo
Pascuense (Easter Island) – Hopefully this isn’t a word you’d need often: “the act of taking objects one desires from the house of a friend by gradually borrowing all of them.”
Hyggelig
Danish – Its “literal” translation into English gives connotations of a warm, friendly, cozy demeanor, but it’s unlikely that these words truly capture the essence of a hyggelig; it’s likely something that must be experienced to be known. I think of good friends, cold beer, and a warm fire.
L’appel du vide
French – “The call of the void” is this French expression’s literal translation, but more significantly it’s used to describe the instinctive urge to jump from high places.
Ya’aburnee
Arabic – Both morbid and beautiful at once, this incantatory word means “You bury me,” a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how difficult it would be to live without them.
Duende
Spanish – While originally used to describe a mythical, spritelike entity that possesses humans and creates the feeling of awe of one’s surroundings in nature, its meaning has transitioned into referring to “the mysterious power that a work of art has to deeply move a person.” There’s actually a nightclub in the town of La Linea de la Concepcion, where I teach, named after this word.
Saudade
Portuguese – One of the most beautiful of all words, translatable or not, this word “refers to the feeling of longing for something or someone that you love and which is lost.” Fado music, a type of mournful singing, relates to saudade.
14 Comments • Options • Oct 22, 2010

Christopher Lin, English, motherfucker! I speak it!
24 votes by Andrew Brown, Chelsea Henry, Alex Kamil, (more)
  
My favourite is the Yaghan word mamihlapinatapai, which describes “a look shared by two people with each wishing that the other will initiate something that they both desire but which neither one wants to start.”  It is listed as the most succinct word by the Guinness Book of World Records as of 1993.
Options • Sep 21, 2010

Joshua Levy, Curmudgeon
17 votes by Xianhang Zhang, Gary Valan, Shannon Larson, (more)
  
A few famous ones from Europe with cultural importance:
Danish hygge (coziness or tranquility) [1]
Dutch gezellig (cozy, fun, quaint, can connote belonging) [2]
Swedish lagom (“just the right amount”) [3]
Portuguese saudade (deep or nostalgic yearning) [4]
German Weltschmerz (“world-pain”, a kind of world-weariness) [5]
It’s interesting that many of these are to some extent identified with a country’s (perceived) national character.

Of course, this just scratches the surface of a big topic [6,7].

[1] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cul…
[2] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gez…
[3] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lagom
[4] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sau…
[5] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wel…
[6] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unt…
[7] http://www.logolalia.com/untrans…
Comment • Options • Sep 10, 2010

Chelsea Henry
16 votes by Joshua Levy, Richard Henry, Kevin Der, (more)
  
Meraki (Greek) – Doing something with soul, creativity, or love.
Waldeinsamkeit (German) – The feeling of being alone in a forest.
Pochemuchka (Russian) – A person who asks a lot of questions.
Esprit de l’escalier (French) – A witty remark that occurs to you too late, literally on the way down the stairs.
Chantepleurer (French) – Singing and crying at the same time.
7 Comments • Options • Sep 10, 2010

Andrew Cheung, I work at GroupMe.
10 votes by Seb Paquet, Yishan Wong, June Lin, (more)
  
My favorite is Fingerspitzengefühl.

It translates roughly to having a good feel for the situation at hand and being able to react accordingly.

Often attributed to Erwin Rommel’s tactical ability.

Also,  baydin, which means “foretelling the future through magic” in Burmese.
6 Comments • Options • Oct 23, 2010

Antone Johnson, Lawyer, exec, advisor to lean startup…
6 votes by Gary Valan, Dimitry Lukashov, Richard Henry, (more)
  
Hebrew:  Dayenu – “it would have been enough for us” (sung at Passover)

French:  Lots of mountaineering and skiing-related words and phrases (après ski, arête, couloir, crevasse, gendarme, moraine, pied à plat, piste, serac).  One family that comes to mind is the multiple words for “ice” in different contexts, whereas we really only have one in English:  glace, glaçon, glaciaire, glacé, glacier, glacial, verglas.

Italian:  sotto voce – intentionally lowering one’s voice for emphasis; sprezzatura, the art of effortless mastery (one of my favorites — aspirational); mammismo – the cultural phenomenon involving a belief among young men that no one can love them as much as their mothers.

Scores (pun intended) of musical terms in Italian also don’t have direct English equivalents. Many of them have been borrowed into common English usage as nouns or adjectives (piano, opera, orchestra, virtuoso, prima donna) or are commonly understood among music fans (a cappella, aria, arpeggio, coda, concerto, legato, libretto, soprano, staccato) — but some have more esoteric, precise meanings that are tough to describe in English without resorting to illustrative examples or lengthy, detailed descriptions (allargando, cadenza, coda, coloratura, divisi, rubato, acciaccatura, appogiatura).

German:  Dülfersitz – in mountaineering, a kind of rappelling that involves straddling a fixed rope and wrapping it around the body to descend without any special gear.

Spanish:  estar – the verb “to be” in a temporary sense (for example, to be tired or hungry, or to be located somewhere) vs. ser , “to be” in a permanent sense (male, tall, blond); bien educado sounds like “well-educated” but really means to have been raised well, with good values, and to be a good person
Comment • Options • Sep 10, 2010

Patrick Vlaskovits, “Vell, Zaphod’s just zis guy, you know?”
7 votes by Richard Price, Gary Valan, S. Alex Smith, (more)
  
Schadenfreude (German) which means deriving pleasure from the misery of others.  The closest English language equivalent would be “glee”.

Website traffic explosion…

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I’ve noticed that in the past week I’ve had a few posts that had an unusually large amount of traffic.

This of course has me scratchin my noggin. I started this blog in January and under a pseudonym for privacy purposes.

Im not a great writer and don’t exactly have a well organized blog so the traffic explosion has made me a curious lil kitten.

If you don’t mind sharing, i would love to know who my visitors are.

I would love it if anyone who wishes to share any info about yourself, name, location in the universe, what brought you to my site, and of course…what you think of the site.

No pressure, you can say as much as you like or nothing at all. Im just curious about the individuals that are only represented by some numbers on my site stats page.

I’d love to get some feedback from my sites patrons.

All comments are welcome and very much appreciated.

Thank you kindly,
LilyWhite

Saturday Night Lights

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Saturday Night Lights always seem to be blue and flashing. This picture was taken out the window of my bar after Doucebag-dinner-disaster the other night. I went to the bar to blog and ended up wondering why, for some people, a night out for a few drinks and fun ends up in a bar fight and blue lights. Sucks for them, kinda entertaining for me.

Oh well. Just another Saturday night at a bar.

Insurance Salesmen: Fear the Reaper

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“There are worse things in life than death. Have you ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman?”

~Woody Allen~

Btw, my husband was an insurance salesman when we first started dating. Lol, where was this ingenious quote then. I sure could have used a bit of Woody Allen wisdom as well as some relationship redirection.

This brings me back to a previous post http://wp.me/p1hqVQ-uZ

The story behind the image:

One crazy and emotion filled night me and my bff were  going through some boxes of my husbands old junk that he never unpacked when we moved into our house. The goal was to sort the junk, trash unecessary crap, condense the keepables and rebox it up labeled.

We get into a pile of some of the stuff he’d kept from his days as an insurance salesman. There where pages and pages and piles of leads (really, why would he keep that crap for 12 years) and pay check stubs.

Then we seen it. Laying there like a treasure of hilarity waiting patiently for the day it would be found and appreciated to the asurdity it was.

WHO THE HELL NEEDS A MINITURE BRIEFCASE!?!?

We laughed for hours, making up and acting out scenarios in which one would use such a small briefcase. Mocking and laughing at the complete rediculousness of our find.

We still laugh about it when we think about it.

http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/489.html

Woody Allen – http://tinyurl.com/2ef474m

Tech-NO-crisis

Ok, I’ve not thought in-depth in the past as to how much I rely on technology. I’m now fully aware that im a techno-glutton. Me and the kids are in the process of moving out of our family home and moving in with my parents. (Sigh-tears) It is emotionally draining and stressful but im blessed to have a place to go for a time while i get my life back in order.
Now the problem, i dont get any cellullar or data signal. I also dont have any access to an internet connection. My parents live a good distance from the more populated areas and use only cell phones with a data/internet plan. Sooo, my teens and my phone doesnt work. The move to my parents house has put me and my older two children in something of a digital-darkout-depression.
My daughter is the queen of the text machine. She can text at lightning speeds and with unlimited text messaging, is the current text message per month title holder…and always has been.
My son is a uses the phone part of the cell phone (lol) to do the bulk of his communications.
I am a data hog. I use the internet on my cell to do everything. I MEAN EVERYTHING.
We’re all serving time in a techno-prison and have little to no communication with the world outside of this house.
WE ARE IN THE MIDST OF A TECHNO-CRISIS! Somethings gotta give.

The Bold and The Beautiful in 6 minutes.

I can’t decide whether I’m proud or humiliated that I’m able to follow the 6 minute synopsis almost completely. I only watched The Bold and The Beautiful for about 5 years. That last sentence, I’m definately humiliated to reveal.

Text Message Eti-QUIT IT ALREADY!

A Lesson In Text Message Etiquette

A Lesson In Text Message Etiquette

Thank you to writer Lucia Stacey and thoughtcatalog.com for the funny piece that inspired me to rant a bit. Below my own thoughts on the subject, I’ve pasted the article written by Lucia Stacey as well as a link to the article on thoughtcatalog.com.

I have recently experienced a new and much bolder breed of “double down texting bandits” and just commented about this last night to a specific text etiquette faux pas Récidiviste. Don’t worry, said texter only suffered minor bruising to the ego and is certain to recover in no time at all. Don’t worry, said texter only suffered minor bruising to the ego and is certain to recover in no time at all. Sorry about the sentence double down. I sure hope the afore mentioned affliction isn’t contagious.

***** *******: Getting closer to trash nite….
Message Received: 10:48 PM, June 14

***** *******: Getting closer to trash nite….
Message Received: 10:51 PM, June 14

Me: Ya know, I’ve never heard you stut-tut-tut-tutter when ya talk but I’ll be damned if you don’t stutter when ya text.
Message Sent: 10:53 PM, June 14

***** *******: Lol
Message Received: 10:54 PM, June 14

Now, I’m not usually to bitchy when it comes to the text messages I receive. I don’t have the heart to kick every tacky texter in the teeth. This would include almost (but not all) everyone I know. Btw, the worst offenders… are my children.

So I’ve learned to live with it and have found that, during times of mind numbing boredom, deciphering some text-a-tretchification can be entertaining.

I’m familiar with the usual suspects:
1.) Lolz, c u l8r, roflmaoasimp ect…
2.) Yur gunna hafta chry hawrd tu n-turp-wrut tha n-flex-shun uv dis un.
3.) The “Text-a-Turret” who fires of so many texts, and so fast, that you don’t have time to respond to the previous 3 before being pelted with the next round of texts.
4.) The “Oops, sorry I must have texted you by accident, lolz” who will send you a text about something random and completely out of the blue in effort to elicit a response, start a convo, or just generally pique your interest or pluck your nerve. It looks a little like this;
No silly, what would make you think that?
Side note: me and my friends had a list of such random sentences we would use to play a game while bored together. I’ll elaborate on the rules and details we came up with to occupy ourselves in a seperate post.
5.) The “Dooms Day Inspirational Chain Text Sender” who will send you no less than 5 of the longest winded, graphics and sound included, if you don’t reply to me and forward 10 times you’ll die a skank but because I think so highly of you I sent this to you to remind you how great of a person you are. Yes, we all have that friend, and they’re probably websurfing for the next Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw:Fw: Chain text to Blast right now.
6.) The “Slow to never Reply Texter” who has no concept of the Time/Text ratio. (I admit, I’m guilty of this one myself)

Truth be told, I could probably go on forever adding to this list. But I’m sure I have a text or 4 to respond to and this post is about to excede the blog length/attention span ratio.

Reblog from thoughtcatalog.com:

JUNE 15, 2011 By: Lucia Stacey

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/a-lesson-in-text-message-etiquette/

To text twice in a row, or not to text twice in a row? It seems I’m asked this at least once a day, during semi-formals week or at the start of a friend’s new relationship maybe 6 times in a day. I can tell you of about a hundred (thousand) or so terrible incidents my friends and I have run into with the dreaded double text, and how it can make you look
a. like a freak
b. completely desperate
c. beyond stupid

So let’s start with some extreme examples.

Example 1: My best friend, let’s call her Lauren (because Lauren Conrad is my dream television best friend and it makes sense to me), had a particularly bad case of the double texts a few months ago. She’d been hooking up with this guy for about five months, but like a lot of the men we seem to come across he was commitment-phobic (or maybe they all know how neurotic we are). It was a typical Friday night –we were all having drinks and bitching about our weeks and preparing ourselves for the madness that would be the rest of our night. Lauren decided to text –let’s call him Adam –and ask if he was headed to the same party that we were headed to. Forty minutes passed, as did three more rounds of drinks and we decided to head down to the party. We arrived at the party but decided to head down to the party. We arrived at the party but Adam wasn’t there. Lauren had another drink and thirty minutes later decided to text him…again, “Wanna meet up later?” She waited another hour or so (2 more drinks), and when still no text was received she decided to send the absolutely forbidden triple text, “Yo, where are you?” [NOTE: never ever ever ever ever do this] Five minutes or so later Adam texted her back: “Headed back to my house with Ashley” (Ashley being the girl he used to hook up with). Let this be a lesson to you all friends. This particular malady was remedied by a late night cheeseburger, four more beers, and an endless tirade of bitching. You don’t want to be the girl pouring your heart out to the drive through attendant at McDonalds (I’m usually that girl and it’s honestly no fun).

Example 2: Another one of my friends sent a booty text to a guy she’d only hooked up with once: “My room? Now?” Two hours later, in a state of embarrassment and bad judgment she sent a follow up, “Or tomorrow?” –No response. Ever. There is hope though (sort of –things didn’t end up working out with this guy…typical) but anyway, here’s a time where the double text resulted in absolute success.

I’d been hooking up with this guy for an entire weekend (basically a lifetime) and I wanted to carry this ‘romance’ on into the coming week. He’d mentioned that his dog was coming to town (yes, to visit him –his mum was bringing the puppy to stay for a couple of days). Around 4 o’clock on Monday (almost 24 hours since I’d last seen or heard from him) I decided I’d send the ever so tempting “bait” text. A “bait” text is when you say something that is supposed to illicit you the response you hoped for and simultaneously tests the guy’s intelligence level and level of interest in you. The most typical example of a “bait” text is, “I’m tired, I need a nap!” Now, if the boy is interested and remotely intelligent it is expected that he will take the bait and respond with, “We could nap together” (NOTE: you cannot send this text too early in the relationship, otherwise if he does get the implication he may freak out –but more about that another time).

So back to my dog-lovin’ lover –I’d decided that it was time to text him (again NOTE: if a guy doesn’t text you for more than 24 hours after a hook up then your actions should be carefully monitored by cynical and objective friends) I was trying to think of bait with which to snag his interest when it came to me, the dog (not literally, obviously). So I sent him what I boastingly told my friends was guaranteed to illicit a response: “How’s spending time with your dog?! Are you happy to see her?”

2 hours passed, then 4 hours. I did the usual: deleted his number, swore I was over the whole thing, realized I wasn’t, Facebook stalked until I found a group he’d joined where someone had dropped their phone in a pool and needed numbers (don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about), got his number from there, and decided to send the dreaded DOUBLE text. At this point, even more time had passed and all hope was lost anyway, so, dignity between my gritted teeth, I sent a second message, “Do I get to meet your puppy?” 5 minutes passed and just as I was getting ready to crack open the emergency bag of ‘feel better’ BBQ chips I keep in my drawer, my phone dinged:

“Yeah, definitely! Want to come spend the night and meet her?”

So, there is one success story of the double text, though I’m pretty sure it’s an anomaly and shouldn’t ever be used as rationale for your own double texts. In general though, double texts are rarely acceptable and ONLY appropriate if:
a. There was a typo that you have to correct from the previous text
b. There was misinformation in the previous text that you need to correct
c. You’re already dating the guy and he doesn’t care
d. You don’t mind throwing your dignity to the wind and gaining five pounds from ‘I need to feel better about my self’ food binges.

TRASH NIGHT part 1

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THURSDAY=THRASH(ed) NIGHT

For twelve plus years, Thursdays in my home have been handled in a very specific way. Thursdays have been what our family called ” TRASH DAY for the family and/or TRASH NIGHT for the adults”. Not because the city collected the trash in my neighborhood on Thursdays, it didn’t, trash collection in my neighborhood has always occurred on Friday mornings…very, very, very early. So every week on Thursday night in my home the radio was on and turned up enough to dance if we wanted and sing if we dared while we collected all the trash from the bathroom and bedroom pails. This alone was no huge task, typically done to completion in a matter of minutes. The objective was to not only remove the trash from the bathroom and bedroom trash pails but more like miniature weekly sping cleanout sessions.

Trash night was a night that we cleaned the fridge of the leftovers no longer an edible option. Dumping expired milk, tossing eggs overdue, disposing any dish that had not been consumed in a timely fashion during the past week. And yes, any and all expired food that couldn’t be dumped down the drain or disposed by the sink disposal indeed remained safely in the fridge until trash night, so to not attract any bugs to an outside trash can. This would be like a neon light blinking a welcome message and smells of stale pizza and the like would be the latest greatest bug buffet in town.

Really, it was a solid and well thought out and multipurposed plan of pest control, odor obliterator, full property protection. God knows I can’t stand bugs and flies, wow, flies are a bothersome bug only trumped by the mosquitoe, spider and roach. (Yes, for me, in that exact order). These are in fact the most suicidal and ballsiest of all insects, who will take full advantage of a door left cracked open by kids who have no less than thirtyish trips in and out a front door on any given summer evening to make their rounds around the culdesac via bike or scooter, and preteen and teens who’s rounds where not on a bike but on a go-kart. should something slip through the cracks of trash night and make its way early to the can could be a pain in the ass. It means a fly, interestingly not weighed down by his brass balls, would be Mr Martyr. Always a dive bomber born to bother (Really, flies have some kinda nerve the way they make a point to fly directly at you, eye level, just to veer off before they hit you in the face).

More often than not the tv was turned off so it was also like a Sunday for spongebob who only got one night (Thursday) off a week, tirelessly working round the clock everyother night of the week for my children. Specifically my youngest who oddly had full control of the tv and the remote for several years, flying just below the radar of all the other family members. For a time, me and my husband would take time out to watch The Office on the bedroom tv while we folded laundry that was fresh out the dryer on our bed. The laundry during that time always seemed so warm and smelled so crisp and clean. Laundry hasn’t ever felt or smelled so wonderful as it did back then. Eventually we discovered this wonderous invention called DVR. (Side note: DVR is a whole story of happiness in and of itself. One to be shared on another day.)

To be cont…

Cablebox CLOCKtastrophy…

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Ok, I haven’t watched tv in over a year. My ever so generous husband recently decided that the cable/internet/phone service was a luxury my children were undeserving of. So, instead of the service being turned of for a few days then turned back on, this time its turned of for good.


Its not that big of an issue because I’m trying to purge my life, heart and mind of him. All of our bills were in his name which limited my ability to pay the bills (because they are forwarded to his po box) or even know when they were due.

The cancellation of the services is a good thing. It means that’s one less connection to the past that has been severed.



Here’s where the problem lies: I didn’t watch tv, my kids did. I didn’t use the home phone and neither did my children. All of us used the internet connection. No biggie, we get 3g service on our androids. THE PROBLEM IS I NEVER KNOW WHAT THE FLIPPEN TIME IS. The cable company picked up our boxes the other day. Over years and years of the boxes being in the same spot I had trained myself to look to them to check the time. While I’m getting ready for work, peek around the bathroom door to see how late I am VIA THE CLOCK ON THE CABLE BOX. In the middle of the night when I’ve woke up way to soon and often from having a really sucky or scary dream, THANK GOD THE CABLE BOX WAS THERE SHINING THROUGH THE DARK TO LET ME KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER BEFORE MORNING.