Why on earth do people have to walk around naked in gym locker rooms?!
Honestly. No one wants to see that, and quite frankly it makes me very uncomfortable. Big, small, old, young, tan, ivory- I don't care. I don't wanna see you in your birthday suit. Whats with the lack of privacy? Lack of MODESTY?!
Don't get me wrong- I get it- you change clothes in a locker room, you shower, you freshen up- whatever. Its not the nakedness that I have a problem with- I'm sure people have seen a slip of a Kristin boob or tushie-thats not my issue! The thing I have a problem with is the blatant act of dropping your towel and walking clear across the locker room, staring in the mirror for a few minutes and then bouncing around for another 30 as though no one else was in the area, slathering lotion, brushing your hair, applying makeup, before finally- FINALLY- putting clothes on your shamelessly naked body.
C'mon people! This has got to stop!
This whole "love the body you're in" campaign is being taken to the extreme. Yes, women should be comfortable in their God-given bodies. But should everyone else have to suffer awkward glances and uncomfortable situations because of it? Ah gees. I just can't hardly stand it.
And then there are the women who wear close to nothing in the actual gym. You know you've seen that lady. The one in the sports bra and spandex booty shorts. Of course you've seen them, you can't NOT see them. Your eye catches this glimpse of a shockingly bare body and you almost can't look away until- 'Oh no, she's looking my way!' and you have to suddenly pretend that you really meant to overflow your water bottle while standing at the water fountain.
Is this scantily clad woman here to work out? Or is she here on the prowl?? I say the latter.
And its not always even a super hottie, size 2, rock hard abs, belongs in a centerfold, woman that dresses this way. I've seen it all! Cellulite spilling out of the bottom of biking shorts, back fat unmercifully protruding from the edges of a sports bra, a God-awful orange colored tan leaking from every pore that didn't feel the need to be covered by what we 21st century folks call clothes.
Ok, cool. Some people just want to feel the freedom of complete nakedness, the feeling that there is absolutely NOTHING holding them back. Save it for the nudey beach, friend.
Some folks just want to feel sexy. As though all eyes are on them because they are just too hott to handle. Save it for the bedroom, honey.
And thats all for now.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Just When You Think You've Got It All Under Control:
BAM!
God throws a curve ball.
I just don't know what to say.
I walked into work on March 6th thinking that all in the world was right and wonderful and normal. Then one of my bosses came in with a very strange "energy" and told me that another one of my bosses would be by to meet with me. I got kinda nervous simply because they never beat around the bush like that- they only have that sorta "energy" when something is wrong. So Ali came in around 11am and asked to speak with me ASAP. I stopped all that I was doing and went out to the patio to find out what was going on. She proceeded to tell me that my shop had been sold to new owners, that I would, as of that evening, be working for new bosses. I took all of this with a grain of salt. I knew that we had been hurting recently and what the shop really needed were owners that could be proactivve and be there almost 24/7. Anyhow- the new couple shows up towards the end of my meeting with Ali and I go straight into a meeting with them. We talked about the future, talked about how excited they were to work there, how stoked I was to show them the "ropes." Blah, blah, blah.
To make a long, frustrating, and painful story short-
They fired me. With no notice. They told customers that I was "no longer with them" before they even let me know that I no longer had a job. I confronted them on that Sunday. And then offered me a job 1/2 the pay rate of what I was making and for 1/4th the hours.
Hell-to-the-no.
Needless to say, I have no idea what to do with my life. I am just sitting around waiting for God to show me what to do.
Oddly enough, I am totally and completely at peace with all of this. I know God isn't surprised by what happened. I know He knows what I need to be doing. I just need to learn that I can't be in control. I HAVE to fully trust in HIM.
Thankfully, one of my old bosses felt terrible about what happened and offered me a job at his insurance agency. Only- its no where close to fulltime. So I think a 2nd job will be coming shortly.
Keep me in your prayers, please. Lord knows I need them.
Other than all these shenanigans with Saxbys, life has been wonderful. I got to see Jake for 10 days in-a-row! We had a blast in San Fran/Aracta. It was a much needed vacay. Things at the church are going really well- I am building a worship team and it is getting better and better every Sunday. I was able to finally send in the rest of my application to FMA. I got an email letting me know they are processing my app. Harvey is a terror- but still, I love him. Peanut is an angry, old, cenile kitty- but she likes me still which, really, at this point is all I can ask for. Shel and Audge's Sweet 16 Party went REALLY well- Jake and I took the roles of "monitor" while Polly and Steve tried to stay out of the picture. We kept an eye on the incredible # of boys that showed up to their party. Their were a couple lingering afterwards that Jake had to give the boot. Sorry- no kisses boys! Haha. I'm on Season 6 of Friends and I started on the Monday after I got fired, had a whole week off and and back in the swing of watching it at an almost constant rate :)
I move in 4 months and 1 week. WOOOOOT!
God throws a curve ball.
I just don't know what to say.
I walked into work on March 6th thinking that all in the world was right and wonderful and normal. Then one of my bosses came in with a very strange "energy" and told me that another one of my bosses would be by to meet with me. I got kinda nervous simply because they never beat around the bush like that- they only have that sorta "energy" when something is wrong. So Ali came in around 11am and asked to speak with me ASAP. I stopped all that I was doing and went out to the patio to find out what was going on. She proceeded to tell me that my shop had been sold to new owners, that I would, as of that evening, be working for new bosses. I took all of this with a grain of salt. I knew that we had been hurting recently and what the shop really needed were owners that could be proactivve and be there almost 24/7. Anyhow- the new couple shows up towards the end of my meeting with Ali and I go straight into a meeting with them. We talked about the future, talked about how excited they were to work there, how stoked I was to show them the "ropes." Blah, blah, blah.
To make a long, frustrating, and painful story short-
They fired me. With no notice. They told customers that I was "no longer with them" before they even let me know that I no longer had a job. I confronted them on that Sunday. And then offered me a job 1/2 the pay rate of what I was making and for 1/4th the hours.
Hell-to-the-no.
Needless to say, I have no idea what to do with my life. I am just sitting around waiting for God to show me what to do.
Oddly enough, I am totally and completely at peace with all of this. I know God isn't surprised by what happened. I know He knows what I need to be doing. I just need to learn that I can't be in control. I HAVE to fully trust in HIM.
Thankfully, one of my old bosses felt terrible about what happened and offered me a job at his insurance agency. Only- its no where close to fulltime. So I think a 2nd job will be coming shortly.
Keep me in your prayers, please. Lord knows I need them.
Other than all these shenanigans with Saxbys, life has been wonderful. I got to see Jake for 10 days in-a-row! We had a blast in San Fran/Aracta. It was a much needed vacay. Things at the church are going really well- I am building a worship team and it is getting better and better every Sunday. I was able to finally send in the rest of my application to FMA. I got an email letting me know they are processing my app. Harvey is a terror- but still, I love him. Peanut is an angry, old, cenile kitty- but she likes me still which, really, at this point is all I can ask for. Shel and Audge's Sweet 16 Party went REALLY well- Jake and I took the roles of "monitor" while Polly and Steve tried to stay out of the picture. We kept an eye on the incredible # of boys that showed up to their party. Their were a couple lingering afterwards that Jake had to give the boot. Sorry- no kisses boys! Haha. I'm on Season 6 of Friends and I started on the Monday after I got fired, had a whole week off and and back in the swing of watching it at an almost constant rate :)
I move in 4 months and 1 week. WOOOOOT!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Countdown
Despite all of the chaos in my life I am in a really good mood today! I've been bouncing around all day singing the Tim Huges remake of "Oh, Happy Day." Its dang good by the way. Also, we've had it on the classic movie channel at work all day, which is way awesome. I've seen Big, Hook, Top Gun.. all the good ones. Yay!
I am currently counting down 'til Spring Break- as most kids my age are- which is when Jake and I will be in California for the better half of the week! Woot! We start off in San Fran staying with my bro and his girlfriend and then we'll head up north where he lives in Arcata.
I. Can. Not. Wait.
Well, I can. And clearly, I have to. But I really, REALLY, don't want to.
Speaking of countdowns in my life, the countdown til KC continues. Only a little less than 5 months and I'm onto better things. Onto following what God has put in my heart to do since I was a child. Onto living a life that I know is benefiting my well-being. Onto finding out what on the earth I am truly meant to do with my life.
I am currently counting down 'til Spring Break- as most kids my age are- which is when Jake and I will be in California for the better half of the week! Woot! We start off in San Fran staying with my bro and his girlfriend and then we'll head up north where he lives in Arcata.
I. Can. Not. Wait.
Well, I can. And clearly, I have to. But I really, REALLY, don't want to.
Speaking of countdowns in my life, the countdown til KC continues. Only a little less than 5 months and I'm onto better things. Onto following what God has put in my heart to do since I was a child. Onto living a life that I know is benefiting my well-being. Onto finding out what on the earth I am truly meant to do with my life.
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