Ladies and Gentlemen...

In the last few months, I have witnessed the following;

-A wife stating that she wishes that her husband would open the door for her more often, to which he replies, "Women fought for equal rights, and you still want us to open the door?"
-An elderly women walking across a parking lot on her way to an entrance of a grocery store. A blizzard is beating against her frail body as she struggles to remain standing against the wind. A group of young men pull up in a truck with music blaring so loudly that it is shaking the concrete. They do not slow down, but they do allow the women to stop in her tracks, and wait for them to drive in front of her and stop at the crosswalk. Two young men in the back seat get out and enter the store. They park their truck 10 feet from where they stopped in the first place and the women is now allowed to enter the store.
-A girl wiping her "Swoob" on her friend's face as a joke as they come out of a very hot club where they have been dancing for the past 5 hours. Her friend has now found out that "swoob" is another word for disgusting boob sweat.
-A women announcing that she is freezing so of course her boyfriend tries to help...he sits on his girlfriend's lap and rips one on her legs. "Now your a bit warmer!!" he screams in a clever some delight and laughs.
-A girlfriend starving herself, because her boyfriend will not love her if she is not a size 4.
-A guy describing a party as a "Butter Face" party. I stand invisible behind them as he explains to his gang of friends that a "Butter Face" party stands for a party where the ladies are all hot, but her face. "Good thing it's dark in here!" one of the gang boys adds with a scoff.
-A girl burping so loud that she self exclaims a 10.0 score. (This one was at a nice restaurant, where she was sitting across the table from who I'm assuming was her Mother.)

What happened to chivalry?

What happened to manners?

What happened to Femininity?

Where did the love go?

Where are the moments that are worth living for?



Times have changed and expectancies have been lowered.

Are we expected to put up with verbal abuse?

Should we waste ourselves because of lust?

Should we feel compatible with someone out of our beliefs?

Is it OK to be treated as a lesser sex?

Should we put up with less than we deserve?


What is going on here people?? I am thoroughly confused on our roles as Men and Women. I wish we could bring some of our traditions back to a more gentle time.

Rieting time 'haiku'

Here is another poem that I'm not too proud of. This meeting was to write a hiaku. It sounds easy, but it is not. The rules of a hiaku;
A hiaku consists of three lines with a 5-7-5 syllable pattern.

Sounds almost too easy, right? bah!! I had a very hard time writing one.
And here it is.

warm sun rays settle
underneath orange and thin lids
seeing through closed eyes

Christmas survey

getting to know me though Christmas questions.

1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? I love to wrap gifts
2. Real tree or artificial? Artificial!! They are clean and much cheaper in the long run
3. When do you put up the tree? Black Friday
4. When do you take the tree down? Christmas. lol
5. Do you like eggnog? yep
6. Favorite gift received as a child? the memories.
7. Hardest person to buy for? work friends. What do you get, and who to buy for...
8. Easiest person to buy for? Lera and London
9. Do you have a nativity scene? Yes, it's a white replica of my Mother's set.
10. Mail or email Christmas cards? ummm, I do tags on my gifts...lol
11. Favorite Christmas movie? The Holiday
12. When do you start shopping for Christmas? Ummm, December 26th
13. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? shepherds pie
14. Lights on the tree? yep!!
15. Favorite Christmas song? Silent Night
16. Travel at Christmas or stay home? stay home
17. Can you name all of Santa’s reindeer’s? yes
18. Angel on the tree top or a star? star! But this year I have a bow.
19. Open presents on Christmas Eve or morning? I've always celebrated on Christmas Eve.
20. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? Not focusing enough on the Savior.
21.Favorite ornament theme or color? My favorite ornament is the Bambi ornament.
I love white colors on the tree. My favorite theme this year is the Cullen's Christmas tree
22. Favorite Christmas dinner? Shepherds pie
23. What do you want for Christmas this year? hope

Up on the times

I am blogging a list of things I keep up on instead of focusing on the things that I procrastinate. (which would be a never ending list because I would never finish it...) I got this one from My sister Lera's page. I'm surprised she had a hard time thinking of 5 things that she was good at doing. I can think of loads she is great at. I on the other hand am having a hard time thinking of mine. I'm thinking that some of the things I'm good at are not really something that should be a priority??! But then again, we are our own worst critic.

1-Eating. I'll start this one off with a funny one. I have never gone hungry.

2-My faith. I might have a hard time getting out of bed for the 1 o' clock PM Sunday block, but I've been pretty good about doing it for the last few years. I'm blessed to come to belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. "I know who I am. I know God's plan. I'll follow him in faith." wow. My testimony just turned into a primary song. Interesting.

3-I can never run out of cleaning supplies. I don't know what it is about them, but I can't not buy them.

example; whooo. Wood floor finishing spray... $1.50!! Dibs! I'll get 4. (PS. I don't have any wooden floors or furniture in my house.)

example 2; whooooo! Fabreeze!! 50 for $100!!! I need some in every sent! Mmmm. Maybe I should get another cart?...

example 3; WHOOOOO! Blue and Yellow dyed toilet tank bleach bars!! I wonder if they make Green water if you use them together??

4-Clean painted toes. I love painting my toes. It never feels like a chore to remove the blood red polish to put on a fresh strip of white french tip with some black fish-net detail over top.

5-Having clean sheets. I love clean sheets. Having them tight and smooth is a big deal to me. There is nothing more comfortable than having my 800 Egyptian count sheets recently spread out, having the edges shaped into a triangle, and tucked firmly under the mattress. Looking at them with absolutely no wrinkles, makes me feel sleepy heavenly bliss. Nothing is better!! OK, maybe 1600 count would be better, but lets face it. I live on the west side.

Now that you have seen me list 5 things that I keep up on, which lets face it is a feat in itself, you are now tagged to do this on your blog. Let me know when you finish so I can read yours!!

There's white stuff in the air...

"What is THIS!!"

This is exactly what I screamed (noted a little too loud for a call center) when I looked out of my office windows at break time. There were freaky feathery flurries everywhere. Coating the Parking lot, coating the streets, coating my hope for a nice and dry winter.

My co-worker, Jim Bob, just got back from a much deserved 2 week vacation. He car pooled with his 5 kids, yes 5, and yes carpooled, to California to go to Disneyland and other many "carpooling with 5 kids" adventures. Being the cutest "work Dad" ever, he got me a souvenir from his trip. It was a figurine of my dream man Jack Skelington hanging happily debonair on a key chain.

"What is THIS!!" Jack also says in the movie A Nightmare Before Christmas while he is watching the puffy snow globs fall slowly to the ground. Jack was happy to stumble upon the mystical magical Christmas tree in his woodland grove. He was so happy in fact, that he tried to bring it home with him to his dark, artistic, and awesome homely abode.

Today was a moment I will never forget. A thought hit me; Wait a minute...I don't agree with Jack on this...

If it was me stumbling onto the crazy winter weather, I would have creeped and crawled and coward back into my Halloween pumpkin tree hole. I would have hid in my dark tower and rocked the bad images of the perfectly beautiful rain that has now been ruined by a bully named freezing point. I would not have tried to be Santa. (which let's face it...I could pull that off a lot more than Jack ever could.) I would not teach the lurking hump-backed Vampires how to play Christmas music that is on flat musical instruments. I would have just left the snow the heck alone and snuggled with my floating ghost pal Zero. (Or in my case floating Stanley. RIP)


Today is the day that I realized that no man is perfect, including Jack. Tim Burton can always bring a smile to my face. JimBob is not just an awesome name, but an awesome person. That I kind of want a black tower now. Oh, and also today is just another day that I hate snow.

'Rieting time' shoes

I haven't been in the posting mood lately. But I decided that I really needed to start being more consistent in writing. And then, came my problem. What can I write about!? Then I realized I had a few Rieting time poems that I haven't posted. I read through some with grinding teeth and a wrinkled nose. They're awful. I think the only way for me to get better is to practice and get some positive criticism. So without further ado, here is not a good peom. ha.


Our project on this writing class was to write about a pair of shoes. To make them have personality. To describe them physically, how or where they have traveled, their first adventure, how they were used, and/or what they have endured.

born to run

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brand new, never used
tight laces undone

Retied tighter!

generous bow on top
hiding knotted chaos underneath

You are strong.

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striking movements
cheering for us
supporting our weight

warmed souls
stuck out tongues

tasting the air.
tasting victory!

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