Friendship

What constitutes being a good friend?
I have been thinking a lot on this subject lately.
A friend and I were talking yesterday and she mentioned doing a certain job for another friend. She detests said job, I told her to ask for a break. (She is getting monetarily compensated but not nearly what is deserved) she stated that she couldn't because "I guess I'm a good friend". To which I said, "I guess that makes me a terrible friend because there isn't enough money in the world". She LOL'd(we were texting of course).
It got me to thinking.
Am I really a bad friend because I won't do what she's doing? What makes someone a good friend? If I do refuse a "favor" would I be demoted?
I don't have too many good friends in the first place.(real shocker, right?) so if I were to lose one I'd be pretty bummed.

^^A draft I discovered from over a year ago that I decided I could possibly expand upon and post.^^

Now the other side or a different side rather is that maybe I am too selfish? I wouldn't do the above mentioned because it wouldn't benefit me somehow?

I can see that. It's the reason I don't want children and I will readily admit to that.

But does that really make me a bad friend?

I mean the 'thing' my friend was doing for her friend was actually costing her money. Her property was being damaged. The amount she was being paid was certainly not enough to replace what was being broken. I personally feel as though her good nature was being taken advantage of.

Again, that's just me.

Of course I say no, I'm not a bad friend. I think I may be biased.

Hope your day was good.

J.k. Rowling???

Lately I have been having this terrible itch to write. Can't explain it, it just hit me. 
Granted it has been a while since the urge struck but frankly I just remembered I had a blog. 

:facepalm:

Anyhow. I don't think I'm a writer. I don't. I'm sure English majors heads would explode if they came across this travesty of a blog. However I have been having these dreams lately that upon waking the first thought(sometimes words out of my mouth) are wow, that would make a good book/movie. They are so detailed and interesting, I would read/see it. I may or may not be biased but meh who cares. I have never in all my dreaming days thought or said such a thing about anything I've dreamt. Ever. I've said ooo, that was strange. Or holy crap, lets not go there again. Never wow, I gotta write this down. Luckily I have listened to myself on more than one occasion my only(haha) problem is, I'm not a writer. I have never fancied myself one, aspired to try and become one, nothing. 

So, I am at an impasse. I think I am just going to bring up a blank document page and start typing out what I have saved in my phone(and any other ti-bits I recall). Then maybe google book writing for dummies, ha, who knows I may be the next J.K. Rowling. 

Boy don't I wish!

Happy Sunday all.

My body is trying to kill me...

Ok. So. Everyone knows or will know shortly, that ladies have a "special" time of the month. It's not really that "special" more like maniacal serial killer but I digress. Ladies also have a brief time before MSK time called lets trick her into wanting a baby time. Our bodies do this traitorous thing where it's released an egg(pre baby baby) and your hormones go bananas and trick you into NEEDING sexy time(sex, duh).

Now for someone like me who(to be brief) neeeeeevvvvveeer wants kids, this is a tricky time.

My hormones go absolutely BERSERK and try to trick my brain into thinking we want children.

Every single time.

It's ludicrous. 

I daydream of slobbering infants all cute and chubby with my husbands eyes and my hair color.

EWWWW.

I think if names and if conception were successful, which month he/she would be born.

YIKES.

It's horrible and terrible and any other word ending in ble.

Ugh.

Knock, Knock.

I was very much opposed to love my whole life.
I expressly believed I would never marry.
I distinctly believe I will never have children.

So far, I have married and subsequently fallen in love(or so I think). ::shrug::

Now that this love business is flitting about I find myself being put off by things that are rather silly.

For instance. My husband made a tumblr about a month ago. I have recently(15 minutes ago) logged on to said site and looked up his page. It is a nice page, lots of nice pictures and short blurbs about his day.

All of that is just fine. The bit that twerked me was his description. It mentions not word one of me or his relationship state.  I was am irritated.

Like I said silly.

I don't mean for him to shout it from the roof tops(pinky promise) nor do I mean to be the first and last thing he talks about.

I dunno. Mayhap shark week is coming up.

Plus I am a female prone to flights of flancy(spelled correctly as it is an inside joke).

Ugh.

Again with the Children

I really cannot begin to express how very glad I am not to have children.
I can sleep when and wherever I want.
I can eat wherever and whenever I want.
I can spend my money whenever and however I want.
Mostly, I can sleep however long I want.
I love sleep. Sleep is nice.
I don't have to get a sitter for date nights nor do I have to drag my kid along when a sitter is unavailable.

I have been seeing articles over the last year or so about child free theaters and eateries. I think it's brilliant. I would love to go to a movie or dinner JUST ONCE where there wasn't a crying infant or overly sugared child running amok.

Of course the people who are against these types of places are parents who think THEIR child is always a joy and pleasure to be around. Riiiiiiight.

In my opinion child free diners and theaters are like smoke free diners and theaters. Not everyone wants or needs to be physically or mentally assaulted by YOUR personal choice. We respect your choices therefore you should respect ours.

Fifty Shades of Tedious

Good grief!

Let me start by saying that originally I was super super apprehensive about reading this trilogy. I went online and read the reviews and the majority of the reviews were negative. Not just regular negative but some had bullet points and a friggin slide show. ::I may have exaggerated that last bit but it sure seemed that way::
I didn't know much about the books save that there miiight have been some sex in them... ;0) So reading the reviews put it into a much clearer picture. The leading lady was an imbecile who has an inner goddess that says jeez a lot. Or was that her sub-conscience? Or her? I dunno.

Any way people pretty much hated the book(s) saying they were poorly written and quite a lot of them also said it was a rip off of another very popular vampire book set/movie.. ::cough:: Twilight ::cough::

Needless to say after reading the reviews I was not beating down any doors to get this book. Fast forward a few months(and me finding out a way to get it for free) and wa-la I've started reading them.

At first it didn't seem so bad. Ana was a tad annoying & Mr. Grey was an asshole and the sex was kinda hot.

By the time I got to the third book, however, I was skipping the tedious sex scenes all together(ah!) and I kept resisting the urge to want to strangle Ana. (as if I really could but whateves)

In my honest opinion, if you took out all the sex scenes(too many) this trilogy could have easily been one book. Seriously.

If you need sex in your life that bad, read em. If you want a good read, skip em. You won't be missing anything.

Oh birth month...

So folks here we are July 29th the last weekend in July.

My birthday was a week ago, kudos if you can do math, and it was a good day. Yet it always reminds me of how short life really is.
Presumably I am half way through my life, if I live to be 62. THAT freaks me out big time. Super duper humongous big big time. Big time.

I am so petrified of death, I think I think about it every couple of days. I think about The Husband dying, my family, friends. It's ridiculous. I can't help it though. My brain just.... Sigh.

So, I am another year closer to death. Yay me.

P.S. 146 days till Christmas.