I have this one aunt (my mother’s sister) who for reasons I cannot explain, always feels a need to be hateful, rude, and condescending to everyone, me especially.
She flat out does not like me and I don’t know why. I have never done anything to this woman. She came to visit several times when I was a kid and I thought she was fun and I adored her. I’d get upset after she’d go back home after a visit.
But she’s become increasingly judgmental of me in recent years. She and another aunt (now deceased) came to visit in 2009, and she would constantly talk down to me, and it did not escape my son’s notice. He asked her “why do you hate my mom?” She was taken aback by his question but her response was “I don’t hate your mom, I hate her ways.”
I am not sure what ways she is referring to, since she didn’t even know me. She had not seen or spoken to me in person since I was twelve years old. My mom never said anything negative about me to her that I know of. Just general generic stuff: that I took the kids to school, or that she took me to get groceries, and stuff along those lines.
There is nothing wrong with my life. Seriously there isn’t. I don’t go out drinking, partying, or doing drugs. I am usually here when my son left at home from school. I have my hobbies and interests that I do. Of late, my main focus has been on knitting, and doing online surveys for a bit of extra money. Oh and writing. I like to write. I am active in church and next week I am going to attempt to teach a group of our young tween and teen girls how to crochet.
As my mom was dying I increasingly tried to just tolerate her, so as to not upset my mom,who was upset enough that she had terminal cancer that came on suddenly. So I ignored this woman’s cutting remarks.
I do remember my mom’s stories of how she would constantly irritate her as children, and be that way to her too. Even when my mom moved to Oklahoma and had a family, this woman was always pressuring my mom to move back there, and always trying to tell her how to run her life, so guess that’s just how she is.
I recently got a letter from her, lambasting me for posting on Facebook about money making opportunities, and of all things, she publicly told me I was obsessed with money.
OK I don’t have a lot of money. I have to scrimp and save, coupon, recycle, and carefully budget to keep the bills paid and food in everyone’s bellies. I also got stuck with my mom’s funeral bill. My brother makes more money than I do, and won’t help. Some of the paid surveys I do will auto post to my Timeline, and say how much I made. I get a bonus if my friends click on the links and join the sites too. So I guess that was a misunderstood thing with her.
But I do manage to keep my bills paid, and literally have NO income to do it. I do what I have to do, because nobody else will help. They are quick to dish out the criticism for how I’m living though.
Of all things she brought up, “you should have thought of all of this before you went to England.” Uh, yeah, I went to England in 2009 and I did not pay for it. I actually COULD afford the trip at the time I went, but that time it was paid for by a production company of an independent film a friend of mine was working on. He didn’t want to go by himself and took me along as a PA. I went out and got his things so he would not have to go out in public too much.
She expects him to pay for everything, and everytime I post about how I saved money and share deals (so my other friends on there can know where to get deals also) she holds that over my head. I might add that she can afford stuff better than anyone else in the family, so she picks on me for being poor I think.
I just can’t do anything right with this aunt. She expects me to stay in touch with her but every time I do, she always says something in an attempt to insult me, such as when she asked me what I got for Christmas and one of the things I had received was a new dress for church. Her response was “good, now you can throw away the rags you always wear.”
WTF? I do not now, nor have I ever worn rags. I have a collection of t-shirts (most of them are Duck Dynasty, Adventure Time, Star Trek, wrestling, Big Bang Theory, or other TV show themed topics) that I wear everyday, and I usually wear them with shorts, culottes, or sweat pants around the house. So there is nothing wrong with what I wear. I am always working out in my yard and around the house, so there’s no sense in dressing like I’m going to an executive job or church when I am puttering around in the yard and garden.
Hey lady, I do not exist to please you. And I do not have to justify my actions to you either.
Tanagers and Cardinals
We have many brightly-colored bird species, but few can compete with the North American tanagers. Molecular studies and other new research suggests the genus Piranga, including this Western Tanager (P. ludoviciana), are actually part of the cardinal Family (Cardinalidae), and not the tanager Family (Thraupidae) where they were originally placed.
The relationship is supported by their plumage: Piranga species are extensively red, orange or yellow - colors defined by carotinoid pigments - which is rarely seen in true tanagers but very common in the cardinal family. Despite the bright colors, they can often be hard to see as they spend much of their time high in the woodland canopy foraging on insects. Western Tanagers are a major consumer of the forestry crop pest Western Spruce Budworm (Choristoneura occidentalis).
Photo by Oregon Department of Fish & Wildlife
(via: Peterson Field Guides)
crimsonredrosary-deactivated201 said: Hi! You liked the picture I posted awhile back of Giorgio in his hat, smoking a cigar. I just wanted to say my name is Beth too. : p
Cool beans. Awesome pic. :)
Gymnosomata, commonly known as Sea Angels. An apt name- the sea angels are the ethereal, translucent, fluttering angels of the sea.
In hard scientific terms, they’re small swimming sea slugs, but we’ll pass over that for now and just admire how delicately beautiful these wonderful creatures are.
(Source: , via spectacularuniverse)
As I said in my previous blog, I do not want to meet Johnny Depp.
Now it is nothing against him of course. He is a great actor. It is just not a priority.
See, I look at it this way. There is nothing wrong with having a goal, or a dream. But there are some fans out there who take this goal and cross that fine line between a healthy goal and enter into the realm of mental illness.
It becomes their sole driving force.
Some of these people that are this deeply obsessed cannot and will not ever understand why I don’t care if I meet him or not.
For starters, I don’t have to meet him or let him know I liked a certain movie, because he really does NOT care. He has stated in interviews many times, that once a film is over and done with, it’s none of his business. He doesn’t even watch himself in them. He shows up, works on the film, commits to a few interviews and promotional events when he is contractually obligated to do so, then he’s done with it. He has also said in the past that he’d rather talk about stuff other than his movies if he could help it, as well as has stated that he does not like doing interviews at all. The man likes his privacy, and for a guy in the public eye, he hates that aspect of it, and is obviously very uncomfortable. Every time I watch an interview he fidgets, shifts around, wipes the sweat off his palms and he’s jumpy.
Knowing some of the fans the way I do, I don’t blame him for being anxious one bit!
Meet and greets for other celebrities I have met are atrocious unpleasant events to not only be at, but observe too. For Johnny it is worse. This is the typical observation I see.
Fans line up for hours, push, shove, and compete with each other (sometimes in ways that are downright rude and hateful) just to get a spot on the line close to where he’ll be. They are yelling, screaming, and doing all this pushing and shoving for several hours before he ever puts in an appearance. Then when he does, I am really surprised they haven’t had to call out the riot squad. There is more yelling, screaming, grabbing at him, shoving things in his face, elbowing each other, and general pandemonium. To me, it hardly seems worth it to have to watch him go through that, let alone have to deal with other people who lose their heads. Many of these fans are competitive, and if you go with a friend or two, that’s the only way you can leave to go to the bathroom….because trust me, if you leave alone and don’t have someone to save your spot for you, you’re pretty much fucked when it comes to getting it back when you return. It truly is not worth it in the end, because it is just a stressful thing to stand in the hot sun all day, be pushed, shoved, and trampled, and treated like all half a million other people who show up individually think they are the only ones who truly deserve to be there.
If there are thousands of fans all lined up to see you, and they talk to you about things, the likelihood of you remembering what a few fans told you when they have gotten very brief one on one time (if you can call it that) with you is slim to none. Some fans do not get this…they think that they are special, and there’s nothing really wrong with this I guess, but I get so sick of fans who act like they were given something exclusive.
One prime example is a woman who likes to tell people that he gave her permission to do an official and exclusive fan club and he said to go right ahead.
She took this WAY too literally because if I WERE to walk up to him, and ask him if he gave her permission to do this, he’d very likely adopt a puzzled facial expression to try to recall what you are getting at, but not come right out and say it out of politeness. People in autograph lines or other meet and greet events almost never talk TO him, they talk AT him.
She doesn’t like it when the truth is revealed about what really happened that day she asked him if she could put up an “official” fan club on a social network, because she doesn’t want anyone to know that Johnny truly did not give a flying fuck what she did.(She is in extreme denial about this as well.)
He’s not on any kind of social networking sites by his own admission, because a. He does not have time for it and b: He keeps in touch with his few close personal friends in person, he doesn’t need or WANT to be friends with the fans. He may appreciate the fans and say yes to autographs but that is where he draws the line. So of course he’s going to yes someone along because he’s not going to be involved in it anyway. This fan and many others don’t want to hear it. They also don’t want to believe it, but that is the harsh reality of it. When he says he doesn’t care, he means he does NOT care. This polite dismissal gets misinterpreted.
Now, go to My Space, Facebook or other social network and look up Johnny’s name. You will find hundreds of fan pages, and fan clubs dedicated to the man. I am sorry to say that NOT ONE of them is approved, authorized or endorsed by him, even though a lot of them make this claim. They make it because they asked him in an autograph line if they could do it and he yessed then along. A large majority (99%) of them lay the smut on thick. About 95% of the people who join these fans are women, and they’re all horn dogs who start public cat fights with one another over him. Seriously do you think Johnny wants any part of that?
When Johnny is having people screaming dozens of things AT him at once, it probably very likely sounds like the adults in Peanuts cartoons.”wonk wa wah”. People who are star struck usually don’t get details right either. He could say “ah fuck off” and there is always going to be someone who said something like, “I love you and wanna do you” to them instead.
He has a career, one that keeps him busy. He has a family. He has a new girlfriend to spend time with. He has several business endeavors going. Why would he be sitting and browsing on Facebook, reading about the disgusting things some fans say they want to do to him, and discussing his personal life? The point is, he wouldn’t, and that’s why he doesn’t.
Yeah a lot of Johnny Depp fans hate me and hate my guts. I don’t give a flying fuck, seriously I don’t. They like to gossip about me and sling my name around like I’m the bad guy. They think I am the hypocrite and the bully. I am not the one with the problem.
Like I said, it’s not my number one priority to meet him. There are many more celebrities I admire and whose work I enjoy. I am content enough with real life and the real world. If I had a choice between working in a soup kitchen and feeding homeless people, and meeting Johnny Depp I would choose the soup kitchen. I would choose a trip to the flea market over a trip to a red carpet event with thousands of screaming fans elbowing, pushing, and shoving any day. Give me a fishing pole, a minnow bucket and a creek to take my son to over a posh swimming pool sipping wine with a celebrity any day. Taking a trip cross country (or even the world) to sightsee is preferable to going to a movie premiere. Sure those alternative things are great, but I’d rather spend quality time helping others or with my own family before I’d choose the other thing. If that makes me a bad person, then so be it.