Facebook. The amazing frustrations of Facebook. I only keep the stupid thing to keep in touch with certain people that I otherwise wouldn't and too see all the family photos others post. My family is really, REALLY bad at staying in touch, and while this has left me hurt many times over, it's nothing I can control and so I just stalk their facebook pages to see what they are up to. It's sad, I know, but this is what has happened to humanity.
The latest upset facebook has brought me is the blunt realization that not only is it the only way I communicate with a whole section of people in my life, but, what sort of content that section (well, all of my facebook friends in this case) approve of and pay attention to. Case in point: today is my mother's birthday, she would have been 65, she is dead and has been dead for 8 years. Lots of likes on my happy birthday message to my mama, lots of likes and comments on the photos. Yesterday however, I begged my facebook community to watch and share the below video, of 2 men that are suspected of stabbing to death my friend and fellow artist/photographer Ila Packman.Not one like, share, comment, nada. Nothing.
Fascinating. People and the things they pay attention to are fascinating.
Anyhow, this isn't facebook rant post, although it kinda turned out to be and that was very, liberating since I don't actually speak this freely on facebook cause people get all butt hurt...Please watch and share the below video. Please say something if you know anything. Please? There's a reward....
Friday, December 7, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Krampus is coming, Merry Christmas!
I almost totally forgot that tonight and tomorrow night (December 5th and/or 6th depending on the source it seems) are Krampusnacht where we celebrate the evil Krampus as he comes to take little children that were bad this year down to HELL. Then, Santa will bring the good little children presents. It's so amazingly scary and so much better balanced than lumps of coal, dontcha think?
What would our world be like if we had a Krampus here in America and not just lumps of coal? Or, for many, no lumps of coal...no real consequences for your bad behavior at all...
I was first introduced to the Krampus when I came across THIS little book at some book store in god-knows-where-Hell-A. Then, I instantly fell in love. My older sister doesn't understand the fascination but, he's akin to The Devil and keeps spoiled brats in check. What's not to like? Plus, he is featured in lots of amazing, beautiful and cleaver Victorian era postcards and artwork:
Also, we went and got our tree tonight, our first tree in 4 years and our first real full sized tree. SO excited. Our Christmas season has begun! Huzzah!
More on that later.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Backsliding
It was a hard week...
Thanksgiving was, hard. Thanksgiving weekend was also hard, and so for the last week and a half I have been backsliding into sadness and bad habits. It's been gloomy and rainy all week as well, which hasn't helped. I did go to belly dance last Tuesday, but that and a half-assed walk on Monday are all the exercise I did last week. I can feel myself getting fatter again.
Blah.
Gotta get back on that horse tomorrow. Back to the back lot hills, the meditation, jounal-ing, eating smart. I ate so much sugar today...
Last Monday a life changing event came to pass, and I have yet to be able to completely allow the relief wash over me. I have learned so well that any type of relief in my life that allows me to let my guard down is false. That I personally should never let my guard down, for any reason, cause it only comes back to haunt me. I have been told, by a couple people, but most noticeably by a gifted dance master I desperately wanted acceptance from, that when I let my guard down I become lazy and my work unacceptable. SO, in turn I am either anxious and over working, or I give up on any good coming from anything I do and become depressed and despondent...and now that I have articulated this in words I sound manic and crazy.
Fabulous.
SO, right now I feel fat, sad and...well, crazy.
Back on that horse tomorrow...get back on that horse.
Thanksgiving was, hard. Thanksgiving weekend was also hard, and so for the last week and a half I have been backsliding into sadness and bad habits. It's been gloomy and rainy all week as well, which hasn't helped. I did go to belly dance last Tuesday, but that and a half-assed walk on Monday are all the exercise I did last week. I can feel myself getting fatter again.
Blah.
Gotta get back on that horse tomorrow. Back to the back lot hills, the meditation, jounal-ing, eating smart. I ate so much sugar today...
Last Monday a life changing event came to pass, and I have yet to be able to completely allow the relief wash over me. I have learned so well that any type of relief in my life that allows me to let my guard down is false. That I personally should never let my guard down, for any reason, cause it only comes back to haunt me. I have been told, by a couple people, but most noticeably by a gifted dance master I desperately wanted acceptance from, that when I let my guard down I become lazy and my work unacceptable. SO, in turn I am either anxious and over working, or I give up on any good coming from anything I do and become depressed and despondent...and now that I have articulated this in words I sound manic and crazy.
Fabulous.
SO, right now I feel fat, sad and...well, crazy.
Back on that horse tomorrow...get back on that horse.
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