Needing a sensory break

Some things make me really mad. Some things mildly irritate me, but there are those particular things that cause irrational, spitty-esque, Yosemite-Sam anger. These are in no particular order, just as they fly into my head, making me ponder anger management classes.

1. Discussing politics in a clearly biased fashion with no regard as to whether it's appropriate or without any regard to whom you're speaking. Yes, I worked for John Kerry. However, I can discuss politics in a rational manner. In fact, that experience taught me to do so. It's incredibly interesting to talk with intelligent people who have different views. If people weren't able to do that, very little would get done, in fact.

But when I start to talk, and someone says "Obama's a terrorist," or something similar, we really have nothing else to say. Furthermore, if you say things that indicate that a. Democrats cannot possibly be Christians, b. Obama is a Socialist who wasn't born in the United States, c. All Muslims hate us, and d. Not supporting the war means you don't support the troops...we don't actually need to talk about anything...except that I am super glad we don't agree.

2. Meddling in other people's business. It's the age of the 24-hour news cycle, Facebook, Twitter, myspace...we MUST know what is going on with our friend, our boss, our sister's friend we've never met...that's fine, but when you're using online networking sites to just spy or stalk people for your own personal judgment...you got some issues..It's generally my experience that when you're oh-so-very concerned about what other people are doing, you're either lacking something in your life or avoiding your own little area. So...STOP it...or I keeeel you!

3. Any sense of entitlement. I've come to the conclusion, working in a customer-service environment, that we are in the economic mess we're in because we're far too dumb to handle our own money. Thus begat the housing crisis, and so on and so on. We are a country who has an average of 3 vehicles per household, and SUVs, which may as well just take money as fuel, are still very, very popular.

People, including myself, have no concept of sacrifice. If you are broke, don't go on a vacation. That one, I do follow...I'm not sure what a vacation is...But I get soooo tired of hearing reasons why people can't pay their bills. We may not be rolling in money, but we're not behind on bills.  We have no concept of cutting back or budgeting properly. That's why most of our credit scores are horrible, and it's not like we're teaching great values to youngsters and little people..(children, not midgets)

Yes, eating out is nice, but you spend a ridiculous amount of money doing it. I'm actually shocked by how often people eat out when they're not making a huge amount of money either. Trust me, if I can learn to cook, anyone can learn to cook, and you literally save hundreds of dollars a month. it's crazy. Plus, you're not waiting 3 hours at Outback on a Saturday night with all the Alabama fans..or what have you..

My point is, don't say you're "broke" if you own 3 BMWs or eat out 5 times a week or took 4 vacations last year. That means you're "spoiled," and will come up with money to do what  you want. That is our whole problem as a country. "No, we can't raise taxes," umm, people, you made $22,000 last year and took on a $2,000/month mortgage..you kinda helped cause this mess. If we accepted our limits and placed ourselves within those limits, the government, too, we can get back to where we're supposed to be. Ask somebody who grew up in the Great Depression about sacrifice. They'll call the lot of us major wussies.

There, soapbox complete for now. Enjoy the beautiful weather...it's free.

A sickly gal can't catch a break...

Oh, how I love fall...football (weird, right? Thanks, Smitty), sweaters/boots, Thanksgiving, the possibility of snow and lying on a bearskin rug in front of a toasty fire..okay, that last thing may never have happened, but it could. However, this fall has kicked my allergy-shot, no immune system-having butt. Since there has been even the whisper of falling leaves, my whole head has felt like a giant bowling ball..and not the good kind, like in "The Big Lebowski," the cheap kind.

I literally slept about 30 hours this past weekend, trying to drug up and get better. All that did was make me sleepier. I take shots, daily allergy meds, stick bottles of salt water up my nose, chant to the monkey gods, leave an offering for the Mafia, nothing works definitively. As much as I hate needles, I would let Michael J. Fox ply me with them in the hopes that acupuncture might alleviate this constant inability to breathe and function.

I snore like a lumberjack now, thanks to my devious septum..that crafty little bugger is shaped like a question mark, and up to no good. Surgery is a possibility, but they can't guarantee with the litany of things I'm allergic to, that it will do any good. Therefore, no sharp objects are going up  my nose. It's against my religion.

On a completely unrelated note, are there seriously going to be like 50 GOP debates? It's like watching a high school debate team made up of the kids no one wants to hear. I think the pizza guy is going to school them all. What an odd world it is. On that subject, the Doomsday guy who said we were going to have Armaggedon in May has changed his mind to say it will be on Oct. 21. I wish people would stop trying to predict the end of the world. There is no way any earthly person will know that information; plus, it clutters up my Facebook.