Jokes and rambling.

This made me giggle:

Grandma and Grandpa were watching a religious healing program on TV. The Evangelist called to all who wanted to be healed to put one hand on the TV and the other on the body part they wanted healed. Grandma hobbled to the TV and put one hand on the TV and the other on her arthritic hip. Grandpa made his way to the TV and put one hand on the set and the other on his crotch. Grandma looked and him and said, "You just don't get it you old coot, the purpose of this program is to heal the sick, not raise the dead!"

Monday night while at work, a little girl having dinner with her parents was being chatty with me every time I walked by. The little girl was so cute with bouncy dark curly pigtails in jeans and a purple long-sleeved top. One time when I walked by, she got my attention and asked me if she could tell me a joke. I said sure. It was silly but remember this is a 5 year old telling me a joke, lol.

Why should you not take a Pokemon into the bathroom with you?

Because it might Pikachu!

Her mom scolded her, telling her it wasn't polite to tell "perverter" jokes to strangers in public and citing those jokes were only okay at home and when she was much older. The little girl just giggled at her mom and told her she was being silly. When she delivered the punch line, she bounced up and down clapping her hands and giggling. The little girl was way cute than the joke itself, lol.

Now, I'm just going to ramble on. I've got a thought or three in my head. I'm just going to type as I think so if it gets weird or doesn't make sense in some points, just bear with me. :)

I can't believe it's December already! Fuck, where did this year go? Sometimes I wish I could slow life down so I could enjoy it more. It's crazy how time just flies by so quickly. I was amazed last month when my boyfriend pointed out that by the end of November, we'd officially been seriously together for 2 years and 6 months. It hasn't felt like we've been together that long. I suppose that could be a good thing but where in the world did all that time run off to? Then I think back and I realize it has been that long, even though it doesn't feel like it. I know why I get bummed a lot at the end of the year. I always stop and realize that it's the end of the year and always wonder how a whole year went by so quickly. Some days and weeks seem to drag on forever. Sometimes it's even months that seemingly go on without end but once you hit December, it's like wow where in the hell did all that time go. It makes me sad knowing that life really doesn't last all that long. Time goes by so quickly but I think we should try to enjoy what we can as long as we're here. I do try to do that too.

I used to have friends who said I was crazy because I'd do "stupid" things without worrying about the consequences. Doing things just for an adrenaline rush and because I could. I figure, if I mess up, I can learn from it and move right along. Hopefully. I haven't ever done anything too stupid or too dangerous. A lot of the time it was me doing something outside my comfort zone. Breaking out and going further and trying something new. Usually, it just caused a rush and I either found something new I liked or found something I never wanted to try again. I still do that now when I can find something I haven't done but might be interested in if I get the chance to try. My first time going to a lingerie party was nerve wracking as hell. I was young and insecure but I did it anyway and had a blast. My first time going to a fetish ball was also nerve wracking. I was young, barely of age to even get in there and for the first hour I was nervous. I was so curious though that it mowed over the nerves and then, I had a fantastic time. The first time I went cliff diving, I was apprehensive. My friend I went with had been to the place we went to for it a dozen times. I'd gone a couple times to watch him and his friends. The third time I went, I decided I wanted to try it. I was apprehensive as hell about doing it. I knew there weren't any rocks or anything much to worry about in the water except for currents and such things. I was a little scared too but I pushed myself to do it anyway. Not because anyone was pressuring me to but because I wanted to see what it was like. So, I got a distance away from the edge took some deep breaths and then took off running and dove off the cliff and braced myself to hit the water. I came up from the water and was ready to do it again. It was one of the most liberating and exhilarating feelings in the whole fucking world to do that. I went several times after that and each time it was that same amazing feeling. I remember the reason I quit going was because it caused arguments between my ex and I. He was scared of it and was worried that I was going to kill myself or get seriously injured. He ended up crying during a few arguments because he was really concerned about something going wrong. So, I stopped going.

I'm constantly learning new things and there's so much out there I want to experience. Slowly but surely, I'm making a dent in that list of things. I know that I'll always make time to do those things because I'm here once and I want to make the most of it while I'm here. One of my friends likes to bother me, telling me I need to grow up and stop acting so foolish and childish all the time but that's something I don't think him and I will ever agree on. For one, I don't act childish or foolish constantly. I do more than most people I suppose but I can be serious and I can get things done when I need to but yeah, I do silly and sometimes dangerous things and sometimes I act immature. That doesn't mean I wish I could live like a child forever and doesn't mean I want no routine because a little bit of a routine is necessary in some ways. I don't want to be a scattered mess forever and don't plan on that either. What I do want though? I want to make something out of my life. I want a career but I don't want my career to be my entire life. I always want to enjoy myself and try new things when I can. I don't ever just want to exist, going through the daily motions of things day after day, always wishing I could do more but never really allowing myself to do much of anything.

Going home to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday was really good for me. Some things fell into place for me. I gained some new perspective and in doing that, it helped me better see some of the things that I had running around in my head, making noise and causing me issues. I didn't make any serious decisions about anything but I got some clarity and that helped so much. Sometimes, it's hard to see things when they're right in front of you. Sometimes, you need to be away from things and take a break to see things the way you need to.

Back to something lighter now. Found this on Hubman's blog and decided to take it. I already had an idea what mine would say and I wasn't surprised by the results. :)

You Are a Reluctant Shopper

You really don't enjoy shopping. For you, it's just another chore. You approach shopping systematically. You research what you're going to buy and come prepared with a list. Of all the types, you are the most likely to not buy things you don't need. You try to de-emphasize stuff in your life. You find shopping and buying things to be a rather empty experience.

What Kind of Shopper Are You?

Have a great weekend y'all.