Sunday, November 30, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
The Password Wars
So my husband hasn't quite gotten the fact that - yes, we are married. He hoards his "privacy" and his obsession with "mine" as in that's mine, leave it alone, dont pick it up, I like my side of the closet junky because - "that's mine".
Me on the other hand decided the day that we got married that what was mine, was his, and what was his better be mine or else. Does that include email accounts? Yeppers buddy. I do a lot of stuff for my husband - better yet I handle a lot of the business aspect of our lives so it is essential that I know everything about my husband (which I do) including his email passwords. He didn't agree with me though.......
Me on the other hand decided the day that we got married that what was mine, was his, and what was his better be mine or else. Does that include email accounts? Yeppers buddy. I do a lot of stuff for my husband - better yet I handle a lot of the business aspect of our lives so it is essential that I know everything about my husband (which I do) including his email passwords. He didn't agree with me though.......
Me: Goes to PC to check hubs email, WTHeck, the password doesnt work! *thinks: he must have changed it*. Lightbulb! I will just do a password reset email to change it back. Proceeds to change password back to original, checks email, reads a couple that I shouldnt have and moves on to important issues regarding email.
Hubby: *thinks: I wonder if I got an email from my bro* Sets down to check email. Alert! Invalid password entered! *WTFreak, I didnt change my password* Stops and thinks.........WIFE! Proceeds to change password AGAIN to "LEAVEMYPASSWORDALONE" - Smiles at the irony of that. Gets up to go play video games.
Me - 30 minutes later: Let me see if he received any email from the school. Goes to check email - and wouldnt you know it - ALERT - INVALID PASSWORD! Sighs with anger and changes the password to "QUITBEINGSOSECRETIVE" and stomps away from the PC.
Hubby - 1 hour later: Let's see if she changed it again - she did. Proceeds to change the password to "NONEOFYOURBUSINESS".
Me: Changes it again to "YOUWILLNEVERKNOW"Hubby: Changes password to "IDESERVEPRIVACY"Me: Changes password to "QUITCHANGINGPASSWORD"4 hours later - Me and Hubby: "Why do you keep changing the password"
My hubby finally tells me that he needs to be able to have his privacy and I very diplomatically tell him that as long as I am going to be handling the business side of our marriage then your email passwords are MY email passwords, capisce?
Long story short, I know all his passwords and important numbers.......he couldnt hide them from me anyway. I am too much of a snoop.
Toodles
Xbox - DIE DIE DIE
Dear Xbox,
I hate you. I hate your black and green hard plastic console. It's curtains for you Microsoft! You make me sick. You steal from me everyday with no regard for my feelings. Those people aren't real - they are the figment of a game engineers imagination who really didn't have a life to begin with and devoted what was left of his life to create - YOU. Do your games make its players smarter, lighter, more intuitive like the Wii console? What is your problem?????????
I hate you. I hate your black and green hard plastic console. It's curtains for you Microsoft! You make me sick. You steal from me everyday with no regard for my feelings. Those people aren't real - they are the figment of a game engineers imagination who really didn't have a life to begin with and devoted what was left of his life to create - YOU. Do your games make its players smarter, lighter, more intuitive like the Wii console? What is your problem?????????
Mr. Gates you are married, so what the heck were you thinking - oh thats right - YOU dont play video games you just create them. Well guess what Xbox - you are officially - FOR SALE! I am tired of you stealing my "Me" time with my hubby - I am sick of you taking away our family nights and I am most disgusted by how infatuated my hub has become with you.
I am sick of being cheated on by an inanimate object that can do nothing for my husband. Who in Atari do you think you are???? HOW DARE YOU. If I werent a Christian I would use foul language or symbols to represent foul language.......look at all the damage you can do - I mean this is my marriage for crying out loud, and sin free relations, one-partner dating, procreation under Gods terms, and sin free relations (did I say that already)........I WANT MY HUSBAND BACK!!!!!!!!!!!
**calms down***
Hopefully someone will buy you quickly - if not - we will see if you know how to fly (EVIL LAUGH FOLLOWS)
P.S.
Playstation 1 - you would be next but we dont have a DVD Player! Wouldnt you know it - we are exactly where we were ONE year ago.
I am sick of being cheated on by an inanimate object that can do nothing for my husband. Who in Atari do you think you are???? HOW DARE YOU. If I werent a Christian I would use foul language or symbols to represent foul language.......look at all the damage you can do - I mean this is my marriage for crying out loud, and sin free relations, one-partner dating, procreation under Gods terms, and sin free relations (did I say that already)........I WANT MY HUSBAND BACK!!!!!!!!!!!
**calms down***
Hopefully someone will buy you quickly - if not - we will see if you know how to fly (EVIL LAUGH FOLLOWS)
P.S.
Playstation 1 - you would be next but we dont have a DVD Player! Wouldnt you know it - we are exactly where we were ONE year ago.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Day 3 - E word
I got nothing papi........except aunt flo is visiting.......ugh and double ugh....boy how I wish I were preggo again......and I could just slap eve for getting us into this mess.....girl what were you thinking????
*chunks apple at Eve and hits her upside the head*
*chunks apple at Eve and hits her upside the head*
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Day 2 - The E Word
Find Your Beauty
Do you know people who no matter what are alwasy put together - hair is on deck, make-up is flawless and the outfit came straight from a magazine? Well I know plenty and I am not one of them. Back when I was a teenager growing up in Phoenix, AZ I would be amazed and envious at the young girls who ALWAYS had it all together - no matter what. I used to think - "How did they do that and who taught them?"
And I would struggle to make my own "swag" work. I liked weird things - like black combat boots and hats - still love hats and my taste in different shoes still lingers. I hated doing my hair because I would have to perm it and I hated that and now I believe I am seeing the damages of hair straigtening. Heeeeyyy, I had a nice head of hair - actually - MY HAIR WAS REALLY NICE - great - see what happens when you dont appreciate what you have people??? Nevertheless, I didn't really care what people thought about me. In retrospect - I was the one that cared so much about what I thought about me. I didn't realize that it was because of my own opinions of me, I kind of developed my own style of beauty.
Some 10+5 years later - I discover that I have always had my own style. I never wanted to really copy off of people although I may have tried once or twice only to quickly discard that and go back to doing me. Even now - I am still not the flawless, covergirl that society potrays women to be - ALL THE TIME. I envy my grandmother because she can become a covergirl in no time flat with some eyeliner and lipstick. But me, hey a hat and some lipgloss or chapstick is good enough.
As women grow older, I believe that we peel back different layers of beauty with what life tosses at us. Don't believe me? Let me challenge you. What has life thrown at you that you have used for good and it beautified you?
As I said before I hated doing my hair when I was younger and it [my hair] was something that always held me up on different opportunities. So now for the last 10 years I have been losing it and just recently I cut it down to a mini fro and just this weekend I shaved it all off. This was a traumatic thing for me because I am an aspiring actress and the only thing I can think about is "What if they want me to change my hair?". But the longer I am bald the more my beauty is revealed. In the words of India Arie - "I am NOT my hair". Sure I am overweight - the weight can be lost and gained over and over again - but my hair is something that is a time consuming process. For some women it is their occupation - it is what makes them who they are.
All of it may never grow back in spots but I thank God that I have.........found..........my....... beauty. It was not in a magazine, a TV show, a song, a movie, a blog or even in my husbands eyes. I found my beauty in something that I thought was ugly and couldnt be fixed - my hair. So I let go of it.
This is why I love Doves Campaign for Real Beauty. True beauty is found only when you let your own opinions and perspectives go. For me I just shaved it right off, rolled it up in a ball and threw it away.
What's yours?
~Give me a thorn and I will show you the Rose it is clinging to - A Naylahism
And I would struggle to make my own "swag" work. I liked weird things - like black combat boots and hats - still love hats and my taste in different shoes still lingers. I hated doing my hair because I would have to perm it and I hated that and now I believe I am seeing the damages of hair straigtening. Heeeeyyy, I had a nice head of hair - actually - MY HAIR WAS REALLY NICE - great - see what happens when you dont appreciate what you have people??? Nevertheless, I didn't really care what people thought about me. In retrospect - I was the one that cared so much about what I thought about me. I didn't realize that it was because of my own opinions of me, I kind of developed my own style of beauty.
Some 10+5 years later - I discover that I have always had my own style. I never wanted to really copy off of people although I may have tried once or twice only to quickly discard that and go back to doing me. Even now - I am still not the flawless, covergirl that society potrays women to be - ALL THE TIME. I envy my grandmother because she can become a covergirl in no time flat with some eyeliner and lipstick. But me, hey a hat and some lipgloss or chapstick is good enough.
As women grow older, I believe that we peel back different layers of beauty with what life tosses at us. Don't believe me? Let me challenge you. What has life thrown at you that you have used for good and it beautified you?
As I said before I hated doing my hair when I was younger and it [my hair] was something that always held me up on different opportunities. So now for the last 10 years I have been losing it and just recently I cut it down to a mini fro and just this weekend I shaved it all off. This was a traumatic thing for me because I am an aspiring actress and the only thing I can think about is "What if they want me to change my hair?". But the longer I am bald the more my beauty is revealed. In the words of India Arie - "I am NOT my hair". Sure I am overweight - the weight can be lost and gained over and over again - but my hair is something that is a time consuming process. For some women it is their occupation - it is what makes them who they are.
All of it may never grow back in spots but I thank God that I have.........found..........my....... beauty. It was not in a magazine, a TV show, a song, a movie, a blog or even in my husbands eyes. I found my beauty in something that I thought was ugly and couldnt be fixed - my hair. So I let go of it.
This is why I love Doves Campaign for Real Beauty. True beauty is found only when you let your own opinions and perspectives go. For me I just shaved it right off, rolled it up in a ball and threw it away.
What's yours?
~Give me a thorn and I will show you the Rose it is clinging to - A Naylahism
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
The Drive home
So tonight as I sped down the highway to pick up my hubby (we currently only have one car) I decided that I was going to take it all off - while driving. So - I snatched my little cap and tossed it to the passenger seat......*silence*.........*more silence*.............*thinking* "I wonder if the people in the other cars are going to think I am a man"........then I quickly snatch my hat right back up and slap it on my head.
But I have nagging mini headache so I snatch it right back off until I reach my hubs job. But as we are leaving I decide to go ahead and take it off with my hub in the car...........*silence*........then I look to my left and my husband has slowly lowered his passenger seat back to a flat position so you cant see him from the outside.
He was thinking the same thing I was - "I wonder if people will think we are two bald guys in a car?"
Toodles!
Episode 1
Driving While Bald
But I have nagging mini headache so I snatch it right back off until I reach my hubs job. But as we are leaving I decide to go ahead and take it off with my hub in the car...........*silence*........then I look to my left and my husband has slowly lowered his passenger seat back to a flat position so you cant see him from the outside.
He was thinking the same thing I was - "I wonder if people will think we are two bald guys in a car?"
Toodles!
Episode 1
Driving While Bald
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