So tonight, or in the wee early hours, I was going through reading the blogs I read almost daily and I came across  one by a man that I find quite funny and enjoyable to read, Dad Gone Mad.  I was so moved by his blog that I actually had to comment.    Then decided I needed to blog about it.

As a society,  I thought we had grown, but recently I’ve seen a trend that makes me wonder.  I have many friends who blog, they blog about many different things.  Some are political, some are comical and many are personal.  I enjoy them all except one type, those that feel I should agree with their views and no other view is acceptable.   I find those blogs hard to read but also makes me rethink how I feel about them as a person or if I want their views to be apart of me and my life.  I’m not perfect and neither are my opinions, I’m always open to new views.  If you don’t agree with me that’s fine and you can say so but don’t push it to the point of where I feel like I don’t matter and that my view isn’t important, and that what is been great for you is going to be great for me.  For myself, It doesn’t work that way.

Do not tell me my mother is going to hell because she had an abortion, it saved her life, or I voted incorrectly and everything is going to get worse world wide because of it,  and absolutely don’t criticize me or my children because of how I raised them to be open minded.  It is not your right to push your opinion and beliefs on me or anyone else.

Lately, I’ve watched Americans blog and comment with their own opinion of what they feel is wrong with other countries cultural and religious beliefs.  Who made us experts in what others should do and believe?  We tend to poke fun and ridicule others we don’t understand.  We find it okay to be disrespectful to each other not only on-line but also face to face, we are  focused on those we don’t understand.

When we write on-line  realize your words can go farther than just a few friends, it can change how the world views us.   Some Americans sit and wonder why we are hated, our flags are burned our citizens jailed for something they did that was legal here but not where they are at.  They feel their rights and beliefs should be universal.  Guess what, they are not.  We don’t have the right to tell anyone that their wrong, when we as a country can’t get our financing straight, our government to pay attention to our needs, or even raise respectful children.  We’ve become disrespectful to each other in our  own communities as well as disrespectful to the world and it’s starting to show and many countries have  or are taking notice.

Maybe we need to start looking closely at ourselves and stop worrying about what others are doing, we may just find a few imperfections that we didn’t even realize we had.  I know I have a lot of them and I’m working to correct them as I write.


Sunday, The Day After

Photo courtesy of ousooner44 on Flickr

Photo courtesy of ousooner44 on Flickr

So yesterday I had a very long day.  It started actually the day before and didn’t end until about midnight last night.  Yesterday, my husband and I went to breakfast at Denny’s and then came home and started preparing for Arizona First Annual No Pants Day! on Phoenix, Mesa, Tempe, Light Rail.  This was a my second experience on the light rail and absolutely loved it.

Let’s talk a little bit about the Light Rail and No Pants Day! experience.  It was awesome, great turn out, at least 90 to a 100 people participated.   My husband and I were also participants.   There are pics on Flickr of my husbands legs.  There are as far as I know none of me.  I didn’t expect there to be but somehow I made it on the news feeds standing behind or around one of the creators of the group in Phoenix.

I sent a message to my Dad and Step-Mother that I had participated in the event and didn’t want them freaking out if they saw us on the news as one of the news agencies picked it up Nationally.   I actually tried not to be in the cameras view but somehow I was followed a couple of times and there are pics of me dressed.

Sean and I started at the location #1 in Tempe, AZ at Apache & Dorsey.  We caught the light rail at the beginning in Mesa and rode into Tempe.  Then,  got off to start on it again on the first train that left the location at 3pm.   The first train was packed!  I was wearing all black and lets just say, I was hot the whole trip.  I had to stand all the way to our disembarking location.   My arms and hands killing me because I had a death grip on the handle just trying to keep my balance, I so need the Wii fit at this point.  I didn’t strip down to my undies out of respect for the children and parents around me.   I could see the parents were extremely upset because they had no idea what was happening.    I was extremely nervous and didn’t want to deal with angry passengers on a very hot train ride. BTW, hubby had no problem stripping down to his undies.  I so wish I had his legs.

We disembarked at Central and Campbell and stopped for coffee at the Lux a small coffee shop.   My husband and I had water and then ran to catch the next train back to the beginning.

The ride back was a lot less congested and I was relieved as I had removed my skirt on the platform of the train station.   Nothing like removing your clothing with traffic whizzing by.   I chose to stand and have my death grip on the handles again on the way back.   Trust me I’m really sore and just took some Aleve to ease the pain.

So, I’m sitting here asking myself, Would I do it again?  Absolutely!  I’m a huge fan of art no matter what the form is. I believe this was a great big art experiment that was very successful.   I plan on attending again next year.

Yesterday was a big day for Arizona, the Cardinals won a championship game, I’m so going to a bookie and betting on the next game.  Now where do I find one?   And Phoenix has shown that we know how to have a good time.   I’ve lived here all my life and this was something that we really needed to prove ourselves as not only a great place to live but we are a fun loving city of people.

Today I plan on doing some laundry and I need to vacuum my living room.  And I think I’ll nap occassionally as I slept on the couch sitting up because pressure of any kind on my arms would cause me to wake up.

So how was your Saturday?

Saturday! The Big Day!

Later today, I hope to be making my debut in the area of improv comedy.  Of course to me this will be more of an inside joke to those of us participating.  There are a few things I fear and one of them could happen today.  I could be arrested not for public indecency but for disruption of the light rail system.  On December 27, 2008, Light Rail started running in Phoenix.  So this is a whole new experience for Phoenix area residence.

Sean and I will be going downtown, at one of the museums,  for the Star Trek Experience at 11am. Didn’t really know about it until recently.  Tells you how much I stay on top of sci-fi here in town or really anywhere.   And then participating in the light rail phenomenon known as No Pants Day! or for those who live outside the US, No Trousers Day!  I will be wearing undies.  I just haven’t figured out which ones.

I’m putting so much thought into this that I want the top half of me to just say “My Gawd, She’s beautiful, WTF where’s her pants if they pan down that far.   I’m definitely going to be wearing my boots I bought in the fall, and I’m think I’ll wear a skirt.  Makes it easier to put on and take off and a long shirt to cover my ass.

My current decision is trying to decide if I want to be funny and wear Spanx, because I have a pair or if I should wear my torrid frilly undies.  They are black and totally cute. But really not all that comfortable,  I didn’t buy them to wear outside of my house.  If you get what I mean.

I have a feeling if we are arrested it will really just be one of those things where they put you in cuffs process you and then release you to ride the rails back home.  Or Arpaio’s group could arrest us and ban us from riding the rails for life and my picture is plastered on some post office wall stating this person is to never get on the light rails again.  Hey, I don’t know what to expect so I think I will take my iPod and my knitting to keep me company.  With my target bag that claims I hug trees.  Yeah who would want to arrest someone that loves to hug trees and wear frilly underwear.

Maybe now I can go back to sleep.

Comfort Zone

So this Saturday, January 10th, I’ve somewhat volunteered myself to do something outside of my comfort zone.  I want to participate in Phoenix’s first No Pants Day! on the light rail,   As I’ve grown older I’ve grown accustom to closing myself off to not only strangers but to family and friends.  I don’t know why it happened but it has.  Participating in this event actually will make me vulnerable to everyone.   Sean’s not talking to me much about it so I’m guessing he does not want to participate but won’t tell me no.

I think a lot of it has to do with insecurity about my looks and how much I weigh.  If you ask me how much I weigh I’ll tell you, while I’m insecure about it I’m not ashamed of it.   How can I be ashamed of something that I  helped create?  It is after all my security blanket.   I don’t have to worry about the compliments, like Crystal you look hot! Well okay, my wonderful husband tells me that and well I like it when he does.   No sudden honking of horns when I walk down the street.   Some of my friends, who are absolutely beautiful talk about the stares and comments, I guess I tune them out because a strangers opinion of me doesn’t matter.  It’s what I think of myself.

As I’ve grown older I’ve taken myself out of my comfort zone a couple of times but I don’t do it very often.   It’s just easier to stay safe and warm inside myself and not let anyone in.

When my mother was a live she started doing things I would have never done in my 20’s in her 40’s.  I’m thinking I’m doing it as a tribute to her and realizing that sometimes taking a risk gives us the freedom to do other things that we wouldn’t do otherwise.

My husband the human social butterfly seems to have no problem dancing at hockey games, saying what comes to mind without the forethought to consider he may offend someone, while you are lucky to catch me dancing and singing inside my own house.   What happens to us as we grow older we no longer dance and sing like we did as kids.  I remember once at around the age of nine telling a family friend that I sang better than (great I’m really going to date myself) Tanya Tucker and I would sing Delta Dawn at the top of my lungs.   That song is still a favorite and now I actually know what the song means.

This week, I challenge everyone to do one  thing that takes them out of their comfort zone.  Eat lunch or see a movie by yourself maybe sing at the top of your lungs and don’t listen to what anyone says around you. You may find you actually have fun doing it.  Just find something simple that makes you somewhat uncomfortable and see if you can push yourself just little bit outside of it.

Happy Wednesday!  I’ll let you know if I stray out of my comfort zone on Saturday with the No Pants Day!  So stay tuned.