Spinster
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
You know what makes me laugh? Provo. Here's why.
A few weeks ago I was told that it's unbelievable that I can be cool, smart, pretty, nice, blahblah and not have ever been married. It makes me laugh. It was meant as a compliment which is exactly how I took it. I just have to laugh though everytime I think about that. I know it's mostly because of the Mormon culture here in Provo. Don't get me wrong, I love my church and it's teachings, but everybody knows that everyone gets married at, or just after, age 18 out here. What's wrong with being 24 & single? I say NOTHING! I'm proud to not be a divorcee, or a girl that's resigned herself to spinster-ism at 24. I'll get on each of those topics in a second. Recently I was told a few people were trying to figure out what's wrong with me because I'm single and 24. IT'S JUST SO FUNNY! The answer my sweet curious people is NOTHING!
I'm smart, I'm funny, I take care of my appearance, I take care of myself, and I have goals for the future. I'm not just sitting here waiting for a man to make a woman out of me by putting a ring on my finger. I'm making a woman out of myself. I'm sure one day I'll fall in love and get married... but I'm not sitting here postponing life so that can happen.
Here's the two types of of single girls that dominate the 24+ population out here, and make us awesome 24 year old singles look bad.
The divorcee - there's nothing wrong with you. You had a bad first marriage, most likely it's attributed to young kids trying to make adult decisions before they realize what kind of an adult they want to be. That's just my generalization, you can disagree all you want, but I'm just calling it like I see it. The only difference is, these people carry a lot of baggage, and since most people are married by early 20's out here, I've had quite a few people recently ask if I was divorced. Nope! I'm not, I just never settled for what was there, when I knew I deserved better.
The 24 year old spinster - for those of you who don't know this word. Here you go:
spin·ster /ˈspɪnstər/–noun
1. a woman still unmarried beyond the usual age of marrying.
2. Chiefly Law. a woman who has never married.
3. a woman whose occupation is spinning.
I know we know who these girls are. I just am so curious why they have let themselves go at so young an age? There are PLENTY of possible relationships to be had while you're alive. Some people meet a new person at 70. It's just so sad these girls resign themselves to solitude at 24! Put away your mom jeans, and go shopping for good looking clothes. You'll get a date tomorrow. Promise. Besides, what's wrong with being alone? It's better than being stuck in a crappy marriage any day! Go out and do something awesome. Buy real estate, buy a company, get a higher degree, buy a puppy, do something besides sit there and be upset at men for not wanting you. Trust me, we're all going to find someone some day, but it doesn't have to be the be-all end-all of our lives!
One final thought - why is it that when I go home to Parowan, someone always asks if I'm married and when I say no I'm single they look at me depressed and use a tone of sympathy to say "it's ok, you'll find someone eventually." As if I'm worried. It's so funny! It makes me want to practice the art of rolling my eyes. Next time I just want to say "Yeah, my wife is great we just got married in California!", and see the shock and horror in their small town eyes. HAHA just kidding... sort of.
Anyway, have a great day, and thanks for reading my random thoughts.
A few weeks ago I was told that it's unbelievable that I can be cool, smart, pretty, nice, blahblah and not have ever been married. It makes me laugh. It was meant as a compliment which is exactly how I took it. I just have to laugh though everytime I think about that. I know it's mostly because of the Mormon culture here in Provo. Don't get me wrong, I love my church and it's teachings, but everybody knows that everyone gets married at, or just after, age 18 out here. What's wrong with being 24 & single? I say NOTHING! I'm proud to not be a divorcee, or a girl that's resigned herself to spinster-ism at 24. I'll get on each of those topics in a second. Recently I was told a few people were trying to figure out what's wrong with me because I'm single and 24. IT'S JUST SO FUNNY! The answer my sweet curious people is NOTHING!
I'm smart, I'm funny, I take care of my appearance, I take care of myself, and I have goals for the future. I'm not just sitting here waiting for a man to make a woman out of me by putting a ring on my finger. I'm making a woman out of myself. I'm sure one day I'll fall in love and get married... but I'm not sitting here postponing life so that can happen.
Here's the two types of of single girls that dominate the 24+ population out here, and make us awesome 24 year old singles look bad.
The divorcee - there's nothing wrong with you. You had a bad first marriage, most likely it's attributed to young kids trying to make adult decisions before they realize what kind of an adult they want to be. That's just my generalization, you can disagree all you want, but I'm just calling it like I see it. The only difference is, these people carry a lot of baggage, and since most people are married by early 20's out here, I've had quite a few people recently ask if I was divorced. Nope! I'm not, I just never settled for what was there, when I knew I deserved better.
The 24 year old spinster - for those of you who don't know this word. Here you go:
spin·ster /ˈspɪnstər/–noun
1. a woman still unmarried beyond the usual age of marrying.
2. Chiefly Law. a woman who has never married.
3. a woman whose occupation is spinning.
I know we know who these girls are. I just am so curious why they have let themselves go at so young an age? There are PLENTY of possible relationships to be had while you're alive. Some people meet a new person at 70. It's just so sad these girls resign themselves to solitude at 24! Put away your mom jeans, and go shopping for good looking clothes. You'll get a date tomorrow. Promise. Besides, what's wrong with being alone? It's better than being stuck in a crappy marriage any day! Go out and do something awesome. Buy real estate, buy a company, get a higher degree, buy a puppy, do something besides sit there and be upset at men for not wanting you. Trust me, we're all going to find someone some day, but it doesn't have to be the be-all end-all of our lives!
One final thought - why is it that when I go home to Parowan, someone always asks if I'm married and when I say no I'm single they look at me depressed and use a tone of sympathy to say "it's ok, you'll find someone eventually." As if I'm worried. It's so funny! It makes me want to practice the art of rolling my eyes. Next time I just want to say "Yeah, my wife is great we just got married in California!", and see the shock and horror in their small town eyes. HAHA just kidding... sort of.
Anyway, have a great day, and thanks for reading my random thoughts.
4th and Home
Sunday, July 6, 2008
This weekend I got to finally take some time and go visit my family in Parowan. Usually I get really bored, but this time it was a really fun weekend. The first pictures are of the babies living in my backyard. They're super cute and furry, and seem like they are talking to me when I go out there!
Here's their pen, back in the very back of our yard in the weeds.
The babies: Daisy, Romeo, and Bite-size
Romeo and Daisy
HAHA! I love this picture, Bite-size is really friendly and hyper.
My house, it's probably 90 years old, if I'm remembering the dates correctly. I have the skeleton key that locks the doors.
This is my neighbors front yard, and the building next to it. I really hope no one ever paints over this ad on the wall. It's got to be at least 50 years old if not more, I LOVE IT!
Friday, the 4th, was full of activities like the parade in the morning, the fireman games over at the city park right after, and then that night our family went up to Brian Head (the local ski resort) to watch the fireworks from the meadow/park in the middle of the town. I loved it up there because the weather was a lot cooler, it was greener, and I LOVE the mountains in the summer. (Not to mention, they are much better at fireworks than Parowan's 4 fireworks, 10 minute reload, 4 more fireworks, 10 more minute reload... haha you get the point!) The parade was way fun too because all our family (cousins, aunts/uncles, grandparents) come sit on our lawn since we live on main street and watch the parade at our house. It's great!
Here are some pictures from that night up in Brian Head:
Bryce made a new buddie at the gas station. He's such a softie when it comes to animals!
My brother Bryce and Me... we never get in pics together anymore, so I forced him to take a few!
Me, Mom, Bryce
Me and Bryce
Mom and me were being silly... enjoy the next couple pics... we're weird!
I nearly peed my pants laughing when I saw this picture of my mom!
This is the meadow area/park in Brian Head, it was a lot prettier than this looks. Also they do the fireworks so low that huge ashes were falling down on us and part of the meadow lit on fire. HAHA! Way to go Brian Head.
This is the meadow area/park in Brian Head, it was a lot prettier than this looks. Also they do the fireworks so low that huge ashes were falling down on us and part of the meadow lit on fire. HAHA! Way to go Brian Head.
My neice Aspen is in the next few shots, she's really cute! Who knows where she got red hair though, her mom is a blond!
Aspen feeding Grandpa
All in all it was a great weekend, and I'm sad to be back. I have to work and go to school tomorrow. Oh well, I LOVE VACATIONS!Mr. & Mr. Smartypants
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
So I am in summer school right now, and normally this isn't a big deal, but this class (Research Methods for Behavioral Sciences) for some reason just overwhelms me. That reason is called Mr. & Mr. Smartypants. There's 2 guys in my class that just bug me SO bad. Normally I can deal with almost everyone I encounter, most the time I even like them, but these two guys make me constantly practice the art of biting my tongue. There are so many times I've wanted to say "keep your insane terminology and your overacheiving antics to yourself!" I'll explain. They are smart. Not just smart, but UBERsmart, too smart for their own coolness smart. The type of smart that no matter how right you are you'll lose an argument with them because they know better words than you. Don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking on intelligence, book smarts, street smarts, or any other kind of smarts. I happen to think I'm pretty smart most of the time and I'm ok with that. But these guys really bother me.I think the real reasons I'm annoyed are:
a) they are smarter than me,
b) this class makes my head hurt,
c)they are REALLY alot smarter than me,
d) I'm frustrated that this class is so hard, becuase I don't like feeling stupid.
Back to the story, they constantly take the class discussions to a level that leaves the rest of us cleaning up our brain explosions.
For example:
Last night in class we were discussing our next assignment which is a research proposal, where we state what our research project will be, and how we're going to collect our info and prove our position, and also every other aspect of our projects. Well Mr. Smartypants 1 goes "Hey Professor, how did you like my article review?" (article review = our last assignment, a summary of a medical, psychiatric, or some other kind of journal article that explained a recent study performed and it's outcome, like mine was 'Does obesity cause depression?') He then proceeds to say, it was kind of long, but 17 pages should be a sufficient article review. HE IS NUTS!!! MINE WAS 4 PAGES! (Mr. Smartypants 1 would probably be unpleasantly surprised to find out my score was 8 points higher than his on that assignment... yeah yeah I eavesdropped, I'm not sorry!)
So the teacher just kind of laughs an annoyed laugh because I'm sure he loves when he gets these arrogant overachievers who think they know more than the teacher in his class. So after a while our teacher starts discussing our projects. Mr. Smartypants 2 says 
to Mr. Smarty 1 "Hey you planned your project yet?", #1 says "oh yeah, and I created this survey that I'm going to allow other people to use in the future for their research because I know it will be better than what's out there already. I don't need to use surveys created by other people, I spent 9 hours yesterday designing this survey to collect statistics for an idiographic, longitudinal study that will find the nomothetic, or qualitative attributes to the respondents." (I may have added a few words from class last night... I was a bit overwhelmed by the terminology I was having to learn.)
to Mr. Smarty 1 "Hey you planned your project yet?", #1 says "oh yeah, and I created this survey that I'm going to allow other people to use in the future for their research because I know it will be better than what's out there already. I don't need to use surveys created by other people, I spent 9 hours yesterday designing this survey to collect statistics for an idiographic, longitudinal study that will find the nomothetic, or qualitative attributes to the respondents." (I may have added a few words from class last night... I was a bit overwhelmed by the terminology I was having to learn.) Then #1 and #2 proceed to interrupt the class lecture every few minutes with questions like "now from and operationlist point of view is that the correct criterion for a longitudinal or a cross-sectional study?" or "qualitative vs quantitative, do you believe the correlation will be effective in conceptualism?" and I'm sitting in the chair across from them thinking, "hmmm... my cuticals are dry, I really wish I could figure out where I put my lotion."
At the end of class we discussed our research proposal topics... I decided to see if having friends at school effects a high school student's GPA... I'm sure Mr. and Mr. Smartypants decided to study something outrageous like whether the chaos theory can be proven if you juxtapose it with superheroes from comic books and stories from history OR whether global warming effects our dental hygiene.
***I can't be held responsible if someone actually knows the terminology I mentioned above and says I don't make sense...None of the quotes above were direct quotes. I just slapped together the terminology that sent my brain into shock last night. haha!
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