I have a Girl Crush

Just a short post today and it's a blog recommendation.  Please, please checkout The Bloggess. 

I LOVE her.

If you are the type of person that thinks random thoughts, for instance if Jesus was resurrected, does that make him a zombie?  If you are the type to laugh hysterically at the things you shouldn't and have that little bit of crazy in you, I promise you will love her too.

Word of warning though, don't be drinking something while you read.  You will spit it out in laughter.

That is all.

Supernatural or Unexplained

Sooooo, this is one of those things where you go, is she crazy? Well yes, probably, but here goes...

I have always had a belief in the supernatural to a certain extent.  I've never seen a ghost and tend to only believe what I can see, but there are some things in my life that I can't explain,

Ever since my dad died, I have always seen, especially when I was sad, little lights.  I can be sat somewhere, be it work, home, anywhere really and all of a sudden, I am surrounded by tiny little floating lights around me.  This started right from when my dad died and has continued throughout my life.

No one else can see them, just me.  The scientific thinking will probably explain it away with some reason or another, but I like to think that it is my dad watching over me.  It has certainly faded over the years, the occurrences are less, but then again, I needed him more in the earlier years.

It is a visual thing, something that I am not imagining.  I've seen them for 24 years now and to be honest, I don't want the scientific explanation.  When they appear they make me happy, and if sad, they always cheer me up.

The other thing that happens, and this has happened only in recent years is this.  I moved to a new office about four years ago.  They tell me it is haunted, I have never seen anything so I can't comment on that.  However.... some strange thing does happen.

I have a very bad habit of biting my nails, I say this because of what I am about to say next.  At least once or twice a month, when I am sat in my office, I suddenly get scratches on my neck and chest.  Always the same areas.

My neck will start to burn all of a sudden, and itches.  I look in a mirror and I always have one or two raised welts on my neck or chest, like someone has scratched me with their finger nails.  Sometimes hard enough that there are a couple of blood drops there.  Can't explain it and never found anyone that has been able to explain it.

I can't explain these occurrences either.  I did wonder at one point if it somehow was caused by when I'm stressed out at work, but after monitoring when it happens, nine times out of ten I am calm and just getting on with my day.

So there you go, crazy or supernatural - it is unexplained at any rate.  Love the lights, hate the scratches.  Discuss!  haha

Shocking, Apparently

I am going to make a very shocking comment.  Apparently.  I do not want children.

I say “apparently” because I don’t find it a shocking statement.  But I am amazed at the amount of people who, when told (having asked), have reactions that range from scandalised to scathing and some who refuse to believe me.

The most irritating comment I get, on a frequent basis, is “You’ll change your mind”.  I’m sorry, but last time I checked I know my mind very well.  At 32 I’m quite able to make the big decisions.  Or the other classic “You just haven’t met the right man”.

People can, and do make the big decisions all the time.  Meat eater or vegetarian, gay or straight, religious or atheist, the list goes on and on.  All these choices are now socially acceptable.  You always get the idiots of course who will question these choices, but the majority of people will take what you say and that will be it.

But say that you don’t want children and people just don’t understand you. 

I would never dream of asking a parent why they wanted children.  Not just asking, but badgering, asking for detailed reasons.  But if you don’t want offspring, you find yourself under near interrogation sometimes, justifying your choice.

Personally, I am not a “child” person.  I have never had a maternal instinct.  In fact I would be the first person to admit that I am too self absorbed to have children.  I also couldn’t afford one either.  But my views on that particular point are a whole different blog.

So, to the “normal” people, as I have heard referred to as all those who want children as opposed to us “oddballs” who don’t want them, I say this.

I respect your decision to have children, please respect mine not to have them.  I work full time, I pay my taxes and in part, I am financially supporting you in your decision.  Please bear that in mind next time you question my decision.  

Mini rant over.