Mayan Schmayan

It's 2:27 on 12/21/12 and I'm still here. I figured I would be. Nothing looks different outside. Nothing is different inside. Here's my humble opinion on the end of the world....it's already happened many times over just within the scope of my little existence. The world ended the first time in 8th grade when what I thought was gonna be the haircut that made me cool actually made me look like Ellen DeGeneres's ugly twin. It ended again the day my grandparents died and the day I found out that my husband cheated on me. All these events altered my perception of my world and caused me to change the way I interacted and lived in it. Collectively our world ended on September 10th and some people would say on November 6th it happened again. I can guarantee the parents in Connecticut feel that that their worlds ended last Friday. There are people who would say that my belief in a book thousands of years old is just as silly and irrational as their belief in the Mayans and that's ok, Matthew 24:36 makes it really clear for me "no one knows about that day or hour, not even the Angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. Seems pretty straightforward. The very same sncient book gives me hope. Since the beginning of time we've been trying to predict the end of it. Call it a universal hobby. It's ok if you believed in the Mayan deal but you probably feel a little silly today. I say if they were so great at predicting the future they might still be here...either way despite the calendar that looked like a cookie..we're all still plugging along on planet earth. Someday my time here really will come to its final end but no Mayan can say when.

Stupid Girl

I am an optimist but not a fool. I am honest and I expect the same in return. The hardest person to be honest with is ourselves. After all who knows how to fool us better? As it turns out not everyone is capable of that level of honesty and today I can accept that. So now I go about the business of removing you from my life. Delete you from my Facebook page and block you so even if you wanted to look you can't see me. Delete the text messages, voicemails and photos. Take your name out of my contacts list and hope you listened when I asked you not to ever, ever talk to me again. It's easy to electronically cancel out someone's presence in your life.... It will take a little longer to remove the memories of chemistry, touch and smell. Maybe having the flu will help the process along...I have decided to keep the lessons I learned and I'll spot your kind quicker next time. I already had you once in a different wrapper. My learning curve is getting faster. I hear that Garbage song "Stupid Girl" in my head when I think of you... I won't be a stupid girl anymore.