LSP!

 

Name: Lumpy Space Princess

Alias: LSP, Lumpy

Age: Unknown

Class: Bunny

Lumpy is the newest edition to the family. My husband bought her for me from the pet store after after constant begging and I love her so much. We don't exactly know how old she is, but she's still a baby. Her first day in the house was pretty rough. She didn't want to eat anything and was too afraid to explore the house. We've had her for almost a week now, and she loves where she lives. The only bad thing however is that she's peed on my bed twice already! What's weird about her is that she NEVER makes any noise! The cats accept her, the dogs still need to get used to her, however. When I let her run around the house, she loves to hide under the table or under my bed, and plays around by running from me when I try to pick her up. She enjoys being outside, but I have to constantly watch her because our outside dog, Toby tries to play with her. Toby is a pitbull and often plays too rough with animals and ends up killing them (RIP all the squirrels). LSP is a very lovable pet and has grown quickly on me. I hope to have her for many more years and that my children to love her as much as I do.

Occupy.....?

So I've recently learned about this Occupy Wall Street ordeal and there's a few comments I have about it. First off, I agree that we should all be treated equal and whatnot, but we are not entitled to jobs. Jobs shouldn't just be given to us, we have to earn them. Another thing, they said, "They have taken our teenagers hostage with tens of thousands of dollars in education debt...that we are entitled to,"... something like that, its not exactly correct. HOWEVER, we are not ENTITLED to education after 12th grade. It is our choice to go to college. The students are the ones who signed the dotted lines on the loan contract, therefore it's not the big corporations and banks fault, its the person who signed it. I also agree with the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer thing, but how are you going to make yourself richer if you're sitting there protesting? Would you rather have a sucky job with base pay, or no job at all? Whatever you choose is your decision, not mine.

My grandmother was a manager for CVS Pharmacy when she lost her job (not because of the economy, however, shortly after, the recession hit). What did she do? She didn't just sit there and pout about not having a job; she actually tried to get back on her feet. She didn't have a college education, like most people, but she believed that something is better than nothing. She worked odd jobs, jobs that payed minimum wage, anything to get the bills paid, she worked hard, and how she works as a sales associate for Belk and Brighton, getting monthly bonuses and frequent raises. Its not exactly the same as a management position, but its still something.

I don't really know what I'm trying to say here, but I'll try to explain it. Things are not given to us, we have to go out and earn it. Maybe protesting is their way of trying to get what they want, but it's not mine. I can't complain about the economy. I'm still young, I'm in college and actually getting money back from financial aid, so I don't have to worry about loans or anything. I don't have a job, but I'm looking. I guess that's all I can say for myself. What about you?

So Sleepy

I'm so tired today and I don't understand why! I mean, I went to bed at 10pm--which usually I don't go to sleep until 10:30 or 11-- but I woke up today so tired. I almost fell asleep driving to school today, too. My husband was asleep in the passenger seat, so it wouldn't have helped if I flew into a ditch somewhere either. I haven't felt this sleepy all semester. Usually when I feel tired, I just yawn it off and get on with whatever I'm doing. But today, I felt like I was just about to die. I was fighting off sleep in my History class, which I never do because I'm never terribly tired.

I'm not sure of what to write about today. It's an off day for me, so I guess I'll go now. I'll be sure to write more later. Bye!

I'm Hearing Voices...

I'm sitting outside of my husband's class.... again, and every time I sit out here, I hear everybody talk amongst their friends about some of the most personal things. Often times, there's stuff I really DO NOT want to hear about. I wonder if they know that I'm right around the corner hearing all of this stuff. I'm not necessarily listening to their conversation, but I can hear it, because they're talking fairly loud. What I'm trying to listen to actually is the lecture that's going on in my husbands history class. I honestly think that it's more interesting than the gossip around the corner.

Other than that, on Saturday I went to Stone Mountain with my husbands family for Geico Family Day. I had a lot of fun, other than it being cold-- and I almost slipped as I was walking up the mountain. The walk was very exhilarating, actually. When we were walking up the mountain, our bodies were heating up, and it made the breeze feel really good against my skin. When I finally got to the top, all I wanted to do was take a break! I haven't felt that out of shape in my life. We stayed on the top of the mountain for a while, took pictures, and then finally it came: the dreaded walk DOWN the mountain. It was a lot easier than walking up, but it was still hard for me, because suddenly, my thigh started to hurt! I finally made my way down the mountain, we went to eat, went on the train ride, then finally watched the laser show. Overall it was very fun. I enjoyed myself a lot and now I have a new profile picture for facebook.

I've Come to the Decision...

I finally know what I'll do with my life! I've decided that I'm going to major in Nursing, and minor in General Studies. My mom always told me that I need to get my "2 years" out of the way. But all that would do is waste my time, I think. All of the courses in General Studies is my choice, and I chose to take nursing classes to help me out. So why not just get my A.S. in nursing? I'll talk to her about it. I'm nervous, however, because I have my first exam in History today. It's only multiple choice and 50 questions, but it's still hard to not get nervous for it. I want to do my best! I'm not completely sure of what else to write. I have a lot of stuff to do, so I'm going to go now. Bye bye! Wish me luck! :)

Death Penalty and Abortion

About an hour ago, I read an article about the man from Georgia being executed after being convicted 22 years ago for the death of a security guard. Last Saturday, I read an article about Gov. of Texas, Rick Perry and the death penalty in Texas. Thanks you, Yahoo.
I believe in the death penalty. I asked my Sunday School Teacher what his opinions were on it and he said he believed it too. In fact, he said it was in The Bible. Growing up in Texas, I've always believed in the death penalty. Of course, if you kill somebody then you deserve the capital punishment, which is death.
However, what I DO NOT believe in is abortion. On the Yahoo article I read on Rick Perry, one person added a comment saying somewhere along the lines of, "Oh sure, you can save an unborn baby still in the mother, but if you commit any crime in Texas, you're dead." Which I thought was blasphemous for them to say. You are only served the death penalty in Texas if you murder somebody else. But why would that person be so against saving the life of an unborn baby? Its a baby! They don't know anything about the world. They want to live. They want to grow up and because adults and successful. However, that can't happen if they're taken that away.

Is Speed Making People Impatient?

Speed is something that some people brag about in America, with our speedy phones, lightning fast internet, fast download times, etc. But can all that speed breed impatience when others are not up to your level?

It's a 30 minute drive from my house to Macon State. To get to Macon from Jeffersonville, you go down I-16 and then get on I-75 after about 20 minutes. During that time, I saw so many people speeding. It's bad enough that the Twiggs County speed limit on I-16 is 70 mph, most people (including me, I may add) are going 80 mph or more. While I was barely turtle stepping at 80 mph today, other vehicles, mainly pickup trucks, are flying past me in the other lane. This makes me wonder why do I see only newer cars speeding on the highway?

Don't get me wrong, my husband owns an '03 Nissan Altima and he speeds constantly. When we were driving from Texas back to Georgia, we were in my '09 Chevy Cobalt and he got pulled over in Butler, GA for going 89 mph in a 55 mph zone. He was very impatient, being in a car for 16 hours, and he wanted to get home as fast as possible. When we were on the highway, we had the ability to speed since everybody was, but, you just can't do that on a regular road. It was a big mistake. A big EXPENSIVE mistake.

As I was saying, today on Eisenhower when I was driving to school, there was a slow car in front of me. She was going about 5 miles under the speed limit and it started to make me, and the people behind me a little irritated. The thing that shocked me the most, however, is the truck behind me pulled out into the left lane, sped up, and merged back into the right lane with myself and the slow car, just to get into the turning lane to take a right on the next road. Seriously? You can't wait an extra ten seconds for us to get ahead enough so you can go into the turning lane? Instead you had to go through all that trouble? I thought it was ridiculous. Thats not the only rant I have for today, however.

At my house, I have my personal laptop, and there's an old, main computer for everybody to use. My brother-in-law is ALWAYS on MY laptop so he can play his videogame. Why? Because my computer is faster. He gets angry when the main computer is slow and lagging. It actually irritates me because he's using my laptop, adding software on it, adding all of his music, etc. just because he doesn't want to deal with a slow computer, where I can't use my laptop all day or do the things I want to because he's on it. I know I can just kick him off, but I'm too nice to do that.

Well I guess I'm done here. Bye!

God?

Here's a touchy subject. This blog is about religion. Everybody has their own opinion of God, some don't believe in him at all, however, I'm not one of them. I believe in God and I see him as my savior from sin and the greatest being there is. I'm not here to shove my religion down your throat as some people say, I'm just here to share my thoughts on the subject.
I was born, raised, and baptized into a Roman Catholic family, we didn't necessarily go to church every week, but we still believed in God. However, my family didn't really explain God to me; and it didn't help that when I went to church, it was in spanish, so I believed what I was told. When I was young, I always thought that doing good things will get you into Heaven, which was why I was a very well behaved child in school. The thought of Hell scared me, and I knew it was a place I didn't want to be. As I got older, it was then that I learned that the beliefs I had as a child, were the beliefs that most Roman Catholics believed.
When I was 15, I started going to church with my friend, Nicole. She went to a baptist church, which made me feel a little bit uncomfortable because of the religion difference, but I went anyways to learn what they believed. Turns out, their beliefs were similar to mine, however, their idea of going to Heaven was salvation. I agreed with that since you have to trust Jesus as your savior in order to go to Heaven; why would God allow you into heaven when you don't think that Jesus died on the cross for you? However, the way they explain the differences between Christian and Catholics offended me. They said that Catholics were completely oblivious to the concept of God and salvation and they think that the way to getting into Heaven is all wrong. Since I grew up knewing what I knew, I defended my religion. Doing good things will get you into Heaven: Thats not necessarily true, but why would somebody be allowed to get into heaven if they're saved, but they've comitted so many sins and didn't act like a true believer of God? So to me, being saved will definately get you into heaven, but being good, and doing good things is just a plus to it.

I actually have a lot to say about this. A long rant I would say.. but I won't bore you unless you want me to. So I'm going to get on with my life now. See ya!

Refund!

So my refund FINALLY came in this morning. It was sent to my bank, so that's why it took so long to get to me. So if it got to me, then it got to my husband too, since he did the same thing. Meaning we have a LOT of money to spend!! But we won't. One thing I've been told over and over is, "Love doesn't pay the bills." And its true. We have our own separate bills to pay, and the rest of the money goes into savings. We try not to spend money, but with such a long commute to from our house to school and work, its hard to not spend the money on gas. Then there's the ocassional food, of course. Luckily, my husbands dad gave us his debit card to buy groceries, his only request was, "Don't spend over $250. (We live in a household of 7.)" He also asked us to get quick foods that you can easily pop in the microwave, and TONS of drinks.

When we got to Wal-Mart, the first place we went to the the frozen-foods section. We loaded up on Banquet Meals, taquitos, corn dogs, HotPockets, pizza, etc. then proceeded to get two 24-packs of water bottles, and ten 2-liter sodas, along with sandwich meat, cheese, bread, and a lot of cereal. After a little over an hour, our shopping cart was so full that my husband had to push it because I couldn't (haha). He kept on wanting to get more food, but our cart was already loaded and I was growing more and more nervous about going over our spending limit. Finally, when we were finished, we went over to the checkout lines and proceeded with buying our food. My husband had to bring an extra cart so he can put food in there as I still took out food from mine.

After all was said and done, we had purchased a total of 63 items, and our grand total was $162.45! I was actually very surprised by this, we were almost one hundred dollars UNDER our limit. I texted my father-in-law to share the good news with him and he replied with, "You must not have bought much.." Which was kind of disappointing, because I expected him to be happy that I didn't spend all of his money. Later on, after he saw what we bought, he was actually surprised, saying, "When I go shopping, I don't get out of there without spending at least 200 bucks."

So for me and my husband, we're all about good deals. And yes, we shop cheap. Haha.

Do I KNOW You?

Yesterday, during Club Rush, there was a booth from Chick-fil-a giving free milk shake coupons for those who "liked" their page on Facebook. I'm not really a big fan of facebook. It caused nothing but problems for me and my relationship with my husband in the past when we were dating. However, I wanted the free milkshake, so with my husbands permission, I reactivated my Facebook, "liked" their page, and got the coupon. When I walked away from that booth, I realized that EVERYTHING in this college has something to do with Facebook! Its annerving, really. So I decided to keep my facebook once again, as long as I don't do anything on it that'll cause problems with my husband and I. As I was going through my "friends," I saw that there's a lot of people that I didn't REALLY know. I'm not one to add everybody in the world, but there are people that do that do me because they're, "A friend of a friend of a friend who saw you that one time at Wal-Mart...etc." But one thing I cannot STAND is when somebody adds you that you do know personally, but they don't talk to you! They only add you just to have another friend on their page.
The only reason I'm keeping my facebook again is for school, close friends, and my family. Its been a long time since I've seen them, so keeping in touch is good from time to time. As for everbody else...*DELETE*

*Yawn*

If there was a stronger word than exhausted; and I'm pretty sure there is, then that would describe me. I had a lot of fun last night. A lot more than I've had for a long time, actually. However, I was SO upset because I was in the middle of writing my research paper for History and then the power went out! But a few hours later the power came back on and I got to finish my paper.
During that time the power was out, I was planning everything for a little family get-together, which included me, my husband, his two sisters and their boyfriends (one boyfriend, one fiancee), his brother, and his sisters fiancee's sister. A little confusing, I know... but Its a lot simpler to see it in person. The day before that, my sister-in-law and I planned on digging up a fire pit in the back yard and having smores and all of us getting together around the fire. Unfortunately, it rained that same night, so nothing would light! We had the graham crackers, chocolate, and marshmallows, so I wasn't going to let a little rain stop me. I made my husband go with me to the Piggly Wiggly and we got some charcoal and lighter fluid. We got out the old grill (I call it a BBQ pit), which looks like it hadn't been used for years, cleaned it out, added charcoal, lighter fluid, and fire, and there we go! We had fire! So my plans all came together. We all relaxed by the fire, made smores, and had fun outside, all except for my sister-in-law; the one I made all the plans with, and her boyfriend. They watched a movie instead.
The night wasnt over yet! We all went inside after the fire started going out and we all decided to play hide-and-seek....in the dark! So we shut all of the lights off, dressed up in black clothes, and started our game. However, our party was pooped on when my father-in-law walked through the door, turned on the lights and complained about us playing around. After that we all just went back outside and talked until it was time for bed.
So thats what happened last night. And that's why I'm tired. But I don't regret it! At least I got all of my homework done. And next Friday we plan on finishing our game of hide and seek.

Dang!

Well I'm sitting outside of my husbands class right now because I didnt feel like going to the wellness center and I decided to catch up on some reading for my history class. I barely got to read 3 pages and then this one class next door got out and now these two people are on the other corner of the hall and they are so loud and annoying! Not to mention my husbands professor keeps his door open while he does lectures so I can hear everything he says, too. So reading over here was a bad idea. I'm trying to concentrate and read and there's 2 different conversations going on around me. So thats why I'm here writing this blog. At least I can concentrate on this...kind of. I can still hear everybody talking. Not to mention that I'm so hungry!! And I NEED to go to the Public Library and City Hall soon so I can get information for my research paper. I think that's the only class I might struggle in. Hopefully everything goes well. I'm so bored, and I need a job, and I'm sorry that I'm rambling about random junk. I just don't know what else there is to say or to write. My class starts in 30 minutes so I guess I'll just cut my blog off here. I'll try to post something else soon. Bye everybody!

Is romantic love a good basis for marriage?

So I was scrolling through the blog topics and happened to stumble upon this one.
Though romantic love is all cute and whatnot, I would say that it is not a good basis for marriage. Speaking as a person who got married at the age of 18, the love I had for my husband was romantic, but we both knew that romance was not a good foundation for marriage.
What happens when the romance fades? When you don't look as attractive as you did when you were younger? Romantic love in my opinion is the type of love thats all mushy gushy, or just a strong sexual attraction to your partner, well thats fine if you're just dating them, but marriage on those terms will end in disaster. In the end, you won't feel that attraction that you did to them in the beginning of the marriage. Marriage deals with compromise, sacrifices, and more indepth matters than just sex.
One problem I see with this, is that as you get married, either you or your partner, maybe even both of you will get comfortable and start to settle. The problem with that, is that when you settle, you begin to not care about the way you present yourself in front of your spouse. Often times they won't care, but you may get that one person who may want you to look your best at all times, just so they can have that same sexual attraction as they had in the beginning.
Once you're married, you're stuck. The only way you can get out is an anullment if you get out early, or have to go through a painful, expensive divorce. So basically to sum this all up, boys; think with the head on your shoulders, not the one in your pants. And girls; don't believe everything a boy tells you. Listen to your gut.

Of Anywhere to Live In the USA I Chose Georgia?

So I am sitting at the computer writing this blog, listening to my husband in his "man cave" beating the heck out of his drums (which he's really good at), and I sometimes think to myself, "Why did I choose to live this life?"
If you don't know already, I was born and raised in San Antonio, Texas. That is my home. I officially moved out of Texas and into middle Georgia a few weeks ago and so far I have no regrets.
It all started a little over a year ago. During the summer, I decided to visit my grandparents that live over here in Georgia and spend some quality time with them. I had a boyfriend at the time, too. So to not be away from him long, I decided to make my trip last from June 20th till July 20th. One day, my aunt, cousin, and I all planned to spend the weekend in Daytona Beach, Florida and my grandmother decided to be the "party pooper" and join us. She controlled pretty much everything we did and she even made us get up early Monday morning to go back to Georgia because, "We had to go to VBS (Vacation Bible School)." None of us were happy about that, either.
Looking back at that, I'm thankful for what my grandmother did. When I got to VBS, I felt so out of place. Everybody seemed to know each other there, and the only person I knew was my cousin. Being the outcast of the bunch, I decided to sit by myself and not talk to anybody the whole time. Interestingly enough, the guy next to me looked at me and the words that came out of his mouth were, "Who are you?". Not even in a friendly way, either! Well, now that guy is my husband.
During that week at VBS, him and I started to talk to each other, become friends, and after only three days of knowing each other we were completely crazy about one another. Remember in the beginning of this I said I had a boyfriend? Well after almost ten months of dating, I decided to end things with him. Its funny, because me and my now husband had only known each other for six days at the time. Many think that I'm crazy, but when you know that you're meant to be with somebody, you just know. Maybe it was the shooting star we saw together while walking outside, that Wednesday night, followed by the best first kiss I've ever had in my life. I am a person who believes in fate. Ryland and I were fated to be together. It took a lot of convincing to officially move from Texas to Georgia, and I do miss my family, but like I said. I have no regrets.

My First Blog!

So if you're reading this, welcome to my blog! My name is Aimee Rodriguez, and like the title says, these are my personal, impersonal thoughts. Its Friday, August 19th, and I just looked at the clock at the bottom right of my laptop and it currently says 10:44AM.  I wish i knew what to write about, so I guess I'll just write what I'm doing! I'm here in the living room with my husband watching Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs. I personally love this movie, its so funny! "Foodalanche!" It just got to the part when the dam collapsed and all of the food is coming towards them.
On another note, I went to the Wellness Center yesterday before class and pretty much worked out every muscle in my body. It hurts to move!
"Gummybears!!!" Its on the movie, haha. Steve is hilarious when it comes to his love for gummybears. I would love to have food as big as it is on the movie... Without all of the consequences of evil food and the world ending, of course. I'm not trying to make this blog random or anything.

I said it before and I'll say it again: These are My Personal, Impersonal Thoughts.

I'm gonna go now and go get a life, I'll post something later. Bye!

"STEVE!"