This blog is intended to be filled with the musings of a game-loving, denture-wearing, liberal, certifiable, 27-year-old, sexual abuse surviving housewife/Dog Mom/writer living in East Texas. What started out as "writing practice" has become some kind of concerto of activism, "clever" captions and hashtags featuring my attempted humor/wit, pretty pictures, a sprinklin' of stories from my happily ever after, and Doctor Who. Lots of Doctor Who.
Here are some more "important" things about me in list form:
• I am half of a childfree marriage.
• I like food more than most people.
• I identify as a feminist. That means I support equality in all things regardless of race, gender, sexual preference or any other "label." It means I seek to end rape and diet culture, it means I want sexual education in schools and body autonomy. It does -not- mean that I hate men or only care about women's issues.
• I LOVE my body, despite society, media, my parents, random strangers at the market, and every commercial that airs after midnight telling me I shouldn't. All bodies are good bodies. Being fat =/= unhealthy. Fat is not a four letter word! The way I see it, positive body image is the new black. And it looks damn good on me.
• I believe in ghosts, God, and evolution. A strange trifecta to most, but it works for me.
• I very much support the end of the "war on drugs."
• Miracles happen. I didn't always think so, then a few happened to me.
• I -adore- my family, we are -very- close. I thank God for them every single day. I know how blessed I am to have such strong relationships with my parents and siblings.
• American politics scare the HELL out of me.
• People call me blunt, to the point, forward. I call myself honest. I do not lie. I do not sugar-coat. I lived too long biting my tongue; at 26 I finally realized that life is too long to live it by the standards of others.
Basically, I’m a fierce, fat, femme, good-fight-fighter who LOVES being barefoot in the kitchen. *DEAL WITH IT*
~*~ If you don't like one or more of these things about me, you should absolutely not follow me. ~*~
My body is not a representation of my failures, sins, or mistakes. My body is not a sign that I am in poor health, or that I am not physically fit. My body is not up for public discussion, debate or judgment. My body is not a signal that I need your help or input to make decisions about my health or life. My body is the constant companion that helps me do every single thing that I do every second of every day and it deserves respect and admiration. If you are incapable of appreciating my body that is your deficiency, not mine, and I do not care. Nor am I interested in hearing your thoughts on the matter so, if you want to be around me, you are 100% responsible for doing whatever it takes to keep those thoughts to yourself. If you are incapable of doing that I will leave and spend my time with people who can treat me appropriately. Please pass the green beans.
