Showing posts with label Vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vacation. Show all posts

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Post-Beach Blues

This was me, yesterday. Maybe a little bit older and not in front of a Christmas tree. But this was me. I made the 7.5 hour journey back from my own slice of Heaven, otherwise known as the Gulf of Mexico, yesterday. My family, however, is still there. Probably on the beach right now. While I'm at work. Isn't that peachy? This is the first year in all of my life that I have not been able to spend a full week's vacation with my family in the Gulf. Unfortunately enough, my vacation days are spent and this Classy girl needs every dime on her paycheck in order to pay my bills and fund other excursions between pay periods. I'm pretty sure I cried multiple times on the trip home, just thinking about the rest of my family enjoying the ocean breeze and relaxing by the shore while I was facing torrential downpours and tornado warnings as a special 'Welcome Home' present from the city. Awesome.

While I'm so thankful for the time I was able to enjoy, it hurt more than a little to leave my favorite destination. Hurt even more to show up for work again today. Although, I could really get used to this whole two day work week thing. I'm trying to look towards the future now. My summer is still full of fun and excitement if I can just get past the continuous focus of not being able to be where I want to be in this very second... while Mr. Super Athlete and the rest of the crew are sunbathing and drinking and swimming and laughing... ugh...

Anyway, we're moving on. I'll keep you posted on what I find exciting about this weekend... could be rough, but I won't continue to mope... much... Promise.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

My Kids are my Birth Control

Confused? Don't be. I'm referring to my kids at work. Don't get me wrong, I really do enjoy my job, but let's be real.. it's nice to leave them to their parents at the end of the day. They've made me question if I even want the responsibilities of a dog anymore. My responsible self is pretty much burned out by about 5 o'clock. This picture is by no means an exaggeration of my every day life.... 

Sometimes I think about all of the young women I attended high school with that have already had babies. Mind you, I'm in my early twenties. Babies? Hell no. And this is coming from someone who loves children. I couldn't do it. Not at this point in my life anyway.  I most definitely commend those that can. God bless them. 

Anyway, there was no real excitement on the weekend front. Just to have my friday off and the weekend in general without wild children running about made it seem like a vacation. I'm still waiting on my actual vacation to be scheduled. Please God let it be sometime in the near future. 

In other news, I'm almost done with my book. It's taken a long time I know. Somedays I'm really into it, and other times, I'm too tired from said children mentioned above to become involved. Yes, I'm still referring to "Are Men Really Necessary: When Sexes Collide" by Maureen Dowd. I've found that I really like her. I may find another one of her books to dive into eventually... While returning to my new obsession of the very beginning seasons of SATC, I took particular interest in one of Dowd's chapters "Of Pussycats, Booty Calls, Road Beef and Slump Busters." (Catchy, right?) 

In this chapter, she refers to her friend, Kate White (current editor of Cosmopolitan Magazine). White quotes, "But the feminists made you feel that if you wanted to have your cake and eat it, too, if you wanted to be pretty and sexy and like guys you couldn't be a feminist." It caught my attention. I read it last night and it almost went hand in hand with a conversation I had with Mr. Perfect earlier in the evening. Maybe not so much a conversation but me rolling my eyes and him trying to defend himself. 

With said new obsession previously mentioned, he was courteous enough to indulge me and watch a couple of episodes. He, however, at the end used the term "interesting" to describe the fact that I enjoy this show so much. He said it "didn't seem like me, because it wasn't about equality, it was about power and the degradation of both men and other women..." (not a direct quote but you get the point..) If you've ever seen SATC... let me rephrase, if you're a woman and have ever seen SATC, you know that the target audience is you. I don't think it's as much about power as it is about independence. 

But does this feminine independence, this strong willed sexual awareness, the want to be both beautiful and wanted along with strong and free, does all of this negate a "feminist disposition?" Feminists of the seventies thought so, as Kate White told you above. But what is this new wave of thought? Is it impossible to "have your cake and eat it too?" 

Anyway, maybe a train of thought too serious for my day off, but also nice to have something intelligent to discuss as opposed to shapes, colors, and play dough. Your thoughts?