Symbiosis means "together" and "living" in Latin. It is a close relationship between living things; a cooperative relationship. Quid pro quo kinda deal. Sometimes these relationships are convenient, and sometimes these relationships are necessary for the parties to function and stay alive.
When I hear "symbiotic", I tend to think of sea creatures like clown fish and anemones, or bacteria and our bodies (eww), or bees and flowers. However, I realized last night (won't tell you why), that I think everyone's goal should be to be in a symbiotic relationship, and maybe it is, but we just don't think about it scientifically because we're too busy being complicated.
I think the concept for a romantic relationship should be this easy:
"Hello, I am Brittany and I would like to be in a symbiotic relationship. Oh. Well you're a pain in the ass. Never mind! Not with you!" And move on just like a fish, right? I mean, because if you aren't going to cooperate in a relationship, what the hell is the point of being in one? You may as well do everything you want, happily alone, versus failing miserably with someone else, right?
Too many times, this is what happens to people:
"Hello, I am Brittany and I am in an unsymbiotic relationship. I guess I will just whine and bitch about how he drinks too much beer and always watches golf while he pretends to listen to me." Why do we say that we're smarter than fish and bees? Clearly, they are smarter. They work together, mate, and shut the hell up. We have to be complicated.
You know, maybe that's the problem....two humans together. Maybe a human and an animal would work. Take King Kong. He's in love with a beautiful little blonde who keeps him company, entertains him and makes him smile. The beautiful little blonde loves him because he offers her protection when she has never had any. Beautiful. And so there ya have it. What I need is a giant gorilla who lets me talk, flip around and do tricks, and protects me from predators. So easy.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Top 10-Ways to Block Out Chaos
I have four kids. I have a lot on my mind. I always have a lot on my plate. People often ask me what I do to handle everything. Here are a few ways I keep my sanity. P.S. This sometimes takes discipline......
- God. I pray and read my Bible most mornings and I pray during yoga. I pray for the people I love as much as I can, and although I sometimes ask God to fix some things for me and my kids, I mainly pray to learn to accept and submit to whatever God wants for me. I pray to let go of things. I hold on really hard, and it's very difficult for me to submit.
- Exercise/Diet: Yoga, cardio, weights, stretching.....any body movement helps me. I calm both my body and my mind. As far as food goes, you are what you eat. Eat well, you'll feel well, and you'll deal with the mess of life much better than if you eat crap.
- Headphones and Music: This is really my most desperate attempt at calming down when I am stressed. If my children see me walking around with headphones and shaking my head up and down and using hand gestures, they know that at any moment, I may actually go crazy.
- Reading: The quickest way to forget what you were thinking about is by reading another's thoughts.
- Writing: For me, I must write. It's a need. If a feeling doesn't come out on paper, it's there, boiling beneath me, screaming at me.
- "Lose" Your Phone and stay off Facebook: The last couple of weeks, I have really been cutting things and people out. My mind is just too busy. I can't keep up with everything and focus on what I need to. How can you think about yourself when you're always answering everyone's calls and texts? And Facebook is just, ehhhh. It's the devil sometimes.
- Go Outside: I love doing this. Sit outside, or climb a mountain. Whatever you do, make it intentional. Pay attention to your surroundings and try to take the quiet in, even if there's white noise.
- Walk Away from Trouble Brewing: Sometimes you just need a freaking moment to think before you speak. Take that moment; you have every right and the person will appreciate you not screaming in their face.
- Get Organized: This is obvious, but organize your life. Whether it's your clothes or your love life, get it organized. Have a purpose and know where everything is. (Even where your relationships with others are.)
- Control Your Thoughts: You know, some might think I am on the verge of some kind of break down, and I will be honest....I am, but not the nervous, crazy kind. I am "detoxing" both mentally and emotionally. Actually, even physically. I am just really sick of caring about certain things and people who don't really care about me. Why should I worry and put all of my energy into things that shouldn't matter in my life or my kids' lives? If I feel or think something upsetting lately, I try to shrug my shoulders and think "God loves you, Britt. So do your kids and a lot of people. Move on". This is all on me, the fact that I let this happen to me. You have control of your own mind, and while it's nearly impossible to choose who and what you care about, you do have the power to redirect and make choices.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Top 10-Black & White
“When you photograph people in color, you photograph their clothes. But when you photograph people in Black and white, you photograph their souls!” -Ted Grant
| "Golden Slumbers fill your eyes. Smiles await you when you rise." |
| "If you got worries, then you're like me, don't worry now." |
| "I'd hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain." |
| "Sweet disposition, never too soon." |
| "May the good Lord be with you Down every road you roam And may sunshine and happiness surround you when you're far from home." |
| "Rest your head close to my heart, never to part, baby of mine." |
| "What a wonderful world" |
| "If you want, then start to laugh. If you must, then start to cry. Be yourself, don't hide. Just believe in destiny." |
| Bands a Make Her Dance. |
| "When you're tired of racing and you found you never left the start, come on baby, don't let it break your heart" |
Friday, August 16, 2013
Flashback Friday-Patience
I'm not saying that this is my favorite Guns N' Roses song, but it's one of them. And you should hear me sing Axl. You'll want to jump out of a moving car.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErvgV4P6Fzc
Shed a tear 'cause I'm missin' you
I'm still alright to smile
Girl, I think about you every day now
Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt
You're in my heart now
Said, woman, take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said, sugar, make it slow
And we come together fine
All we need is just a little patience
I sit here on the stairs
'Cause I'd rather be alone
If I can't have you right now
I'll wait, dear
Sometimes I get so tense
But I can't speed up the time
But you know, love
There's one more thing to consider
Said, woman, take it slow
And things will be just fine
You and I'll just use a little patience
Said, sugar, take the time
'Cause the lights are shining bright
You and I've got what it takes
To make it, We won't fake it,
I'll never break it
'cause I can't take it
I've been walkin' the streets at night
Just tryin' to get it right
Hard to see with so many around
You know I don't like being stuck in the crowd
And the streets don't change
But baby the name
I ain't got time for the game
'Cause I need you
Yeah, yeah, but I need you
Oooh I need you
Whoa I need you
Oooh this time
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ErvgV4P6Fzc
Shed a tear 'cause I'm missin' you
I'm still alright to smile
Girl, I think about you every day now
Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt
You're in my heart now
Said, woman, take it slow
It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said, sugar, make it slow
And we come together fine
All we need is just a little patience
I sit here on the stairs
'Cause I'd rather be alone
If I can't have you right now
I'll wait, dear
Sometimes I get so tense
But I can't speed up the time
But you know, love
There's one more thing to consider
Said, woman, take it slow
And things will be just fine
You and I'll just use a little patience
Said, sugar, take the time
'Cause the lights are shining bright
You and I've got what it takes
To make it, We won't fake it,
I'll never break it
'cause I can't take it
I've been walkin' the streets at night
Just tryin' to get it right
Hard to see with so many around
You know I don't like being stuck in the crowd
And the streets don't change
But baby the name
I ain't got time for the game
'Cause I need you
Yeah, yeah, but I need you
Oooh I need you
Whoa I need you
Oooh this time
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Ashton Kutcher....in a hat
I have always loved Ashton Kutcher, but after his little speech right here, I want to hunt him down and make him love me. He's the cutest thing. Ever. Is he with Demi anymore? I don't even know. I am going to Google it. Like it matters....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zuBSRC1zpHw
The idea that he's giving these young kids solid advice about life is pretty hot, but he is also wearing a hat. The guy is 35 years old and adorable in a baseball cap. I don't know what it is about guys in hats, but I certainly have always had a fetish. (Other than those stupid beer funneling hats and cowboy hats, I am totally seduced my a hat.) If a guy has a pair of converse on AND a hat, well, just, I will stop talking now....
Ashton Kutcher is a terrible illustration of my hat fetish, because he's adorable anyway. But trust me. Every guy, to me, looks even better with a hat on his head.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zuBSRC1zpHw
The idea that he's giving these young kids solid advice about life is pretty hot, but he is also wearing a hat. The guy is 35 years old and adorable in a baseball cap. I don't know what it is about guys in hats, but I certainly have always had a fetish. (Other than those stupid beer funneling hats and cowboy hats, I am totally seduced my a hat.) If a guy has a pair of converse on AND a hat, well, just, I will stop talking now....
Ashton Kutcher is a terrible illustration of my hat fetish, because he's adorable anyway. But trust me. Every guy, to me, looks even better with a hat on his head.
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| Do you have to do that, Ashton? Really? |
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Top 10-Things You May Not Know About Being a Girl....and how they suck.
1. Our hair gets stuck in our lip gloss when the wind blows. This is beyond irritating. Lip gloss is pretty, but this is annoying.
2. Leg Hair. A smooth leg is something we even enjoy. Prickly legs are disgusting. But did you know that when we get cold, we get Goosebumps, and then we have to shave again? The worst is when you get out of the shower and freeze your ass off after you JUST shaved. FAIL.
3. Headband Headaches. Headbands are much like a hat is for a guy; it's sort of a commitment. Once you wear a hat, you will have hat hair if you take it off, right? It's the same thing for girls with headbands, except that they give us migraines on top of bad hair, so it's worse. Also, you can't wear sunglasses if you commit to a headband because they literally won't both go on at the same time. So if you wear a headband, your choice is this: You have committed to an entire day of squinting, and you will get a headache that if you try to relieve, will result in the funkiest hair ever. Good thing I have one on....oweeeee.
4. Pantylines. You know, it's not that big of a deal when you're my age; I know how to handle this. I'm a big girl. Thongs really are the best solution. In fact, I wish I had invented the thong. However, at one point in our lives, we had to make a choice to get used to a permanent wedgie. You guys just don't know the little things that we decide to do, in order to be pretty for you. Ok, and for other girls, and yes, for ourselves. We have to make a million decisions in the morning, just to get dressed. I hope you appreciate it.
5. Five lbs of Water Weight. One week out of every month, we get to feel fat no matter what we do. The crappiest part about this is that when this wonderful thing called our period goes away, we're old, and we really will be fat. Good thing we're bitches this entire week. You guys deserve it for getting out of this one.
6. If we act like men, we're bitches. Now I want to use Hillary Clinton as an example of this because I am trying to paint a picture. Bear with me. I know she really does seem like a bitch, but here's the thing.....Imagine this little girl, Hillary. Hillary is swinging on a tire swing, gazing up at the branches and thinking about who she's going to become one day. She has big dreams; she wants to be powerful and she wants to make a difference in the world. Then little Hillary grows up and finds out that if she accomplishes what she wants to, people will call her a "bitch". OR, she can be nice, she could be a whore, and sleep her way to the top. So she marries Bill, becomes First Lady, and then Monica Lewinski proves her theory to be right. We call Little Hillary a bitch, but meanwhile, Monica gave a blow job and got her own line of handbags. I mean, are you seeing this clearly, at least in this moment? I'd be pissed off if I were Hillary, not because my husband cheated on me, but because I was the "bitch" who forgave him. When she forgave him, she proved to be just a girl, one who is just as sentimental as the rest of us girls. And her theory about sleeping to the top? It was TRUE! Monica, you SUCK! Still! Like 15 years later and I still think you suck. Hillary, bitch on. At least you aren't a tramp.
7. Dressing Rooms Make Us Sick. It doesn't matter how good you look or how tiny you are, every girl usually despises a dressing room, unless it's Hollister because it's dark. (Which doesn't make any sense, by the way, because the clothes at Hollister are tiny and they're for young people who don't have any flaws at all.) Stores should hang a disclaimer outside fitting rooms saying that the lighting and mirrors add 25 pounds to your body, even if it's a lie, because some girls pretty much become anorexic for an entire week after trying on clothes. I was pretty much dieting over the weekend and I just bought 0's and 2's on Friday. Seriously. Messed up. Someone needs to fix this. It jacks my head up.
8. Other Girls. You know that song "99 problems but a bitch ain't one?" Well, maybe that's true for you, but for us, there's usually some girl making us unhappy. If a girl isn't making you unhappy, you're probably the bitch and you just don't know it.
9. We Worry SO Much. We are definitely "controllers of our environment". We need security in all kinds of ways. Every girl I talk to, when I really listen, what I hear is her need to feel secure. We worry so much as a result of this. All we want is to know someone loves us, that everything will be ok, and that someone understands. It's a powerful thing, guys, if you know this about us. Next time your girl is upset, think "What's she feeling insecure about?" I swear, it will probably help you out.
10. We love YOU. Obviously, right now, I am talking about heterosexual girls....we love you, men. And you break our hearts. This is not always your fault; sometimes we break our own hearts. But we love you no matter what. We give you so many excuses to be little boys, and what we really want is to be loved and we want you to care, and to show us that you care. I have no doubt that that's what you guys want too, but you should allow us to love you then. We really are pretty smart. If you have a girl who loves you, don't take it for granted. Love her, because you may regret it when she's gone.
2. Leg Hair. A smooth leg is something we even enjoy. Prickly legs are disgusting. But did you know that when we get cold, we get Goosebumps, and then we have to shave again? The worst is when you get out of the shower and freeze your ass off after you JUST shaved. FAIL.
3. Headband Headaches. Headbands are much like a hat is for a guy; it's sort of a commitment. Once you wear a hat, you will have hat hair if you take it off, right? It's the same thing for girls with headbands, except that they give us migraines on top of bad hair, so it's worse. Also, you can't wear sunglasses if you commit to a headband because they literally won't both go on at the same time. So if you wear a headband, your choice is this: You have committed to an entire day of squinting, and you will get a headache that if you try to relieve, will result in the funkiest hair ever. Good thing I have one on....oweeeee.
4. Pantylines. You know, it's not that big of a deal when you're my age; I know how to handle this. I'm a big girl. Thongs really are the best solution. In fact, I wish I had invented the thong. However, at one point in our lives, we had to make a choice to get used to a permanent wedgie. You guys just don't know the little things that we decide to do, in order to be pretty for you. Ok, and for other girls, and yes, for ourselves. We have to make a million decisions in the morning, just to get dressed. I hope you appreciate it.
5. Five lbs of Water Weight. One week out of every month, we get to feel fat no matter what we do. The crappiest part about this is that when this wonderful thing called our period goes away, we're old, and we really will be fat. Good thing we're bitches this entire week. You guys deserve it for getting out of this one.
6. If we act like men, we're bitches. Now I want to use Hillary Clinton as an example of this because I am trying to paint a picture. Bear with me. I know she really does seem like a bitch, but here's the thing.....Imagine this little girl, Hillary. Hillary is swinging on a tire swing, gazing up at the branches and thinking about who she's going to become one day. She has big dreams; she wants to be powerful and she wants to make a difference in the world. Then little Hillary grows up and finds out that if she accomplishes what she wants to, people will call her a "bitch". OR, she can be nice, she could be a whore, and sleep her way to the top. So she marries Bill, becomes First Lady, and then Monica Lewinski proves her theory to be right. We call Little Hillary a bitch, but meanwhile, Monica gave a blow job and got her own line of handbags. I mean, are you seeing this clearly, at least in this moment? I'd be pissed off if I were Hillary, not because my husband cheated on me, but because I was the "bitch" who forgave him. When she forgave him, she proved to be just a girl, one who is just as sentimental as the rest of us girls. And her theory about sleeping to the top? It was TRUE! Monica, you SUCK! Still! Like 15 years later and I still think you suck. Hillary, bitch on. At least you aren't a tramp.
7. Dressing Rooms Make Us Sick. It doesn't matter how good you look or how tiny you are, every girl usually despises a dressing room, unless it's Hollister because it's dark. (Which doesn't make any sense, by the way, because the clothes at Hollister are tiny and they're for young people who don't have any flaws at all.) Stores should hang a disclaimer outside fitting rooms saying that the lighting and mirrors add 25 pounds to your body, even if it's a lie, because some girls pretty much become anorexic for an entire week after trying on clothes. I was pretty much dieting over the weekend and I just bought 0's and 2's on Friday. Seriously. Messed up. Someone needs to fix this. It jacks my head up.
8. Other Girls. You know that song "99 problems but a bitch ain't one?" Well, maybe that's true for you, but for us, there's usually some girl making us unhappy. If a girl isn't making you unhappy, you're probably the bitch and you just don't know it.
9. We Worry SO Much. We are definitely "controllers of our environment". We need security in all kinds of ways. Every girl I talk to, when I really listen, what I hear is her need to feel secure. We worry so much as a result of this. All we want is to know someone loves us, that everything will be ok, and that someone understands. It's a powerful thing, guys, if you know this about us. Next time your girl is upset, think "What's she feeling insecure about?" I swear, it will probably help you out.
10. We love YOU. Obviously, right now, I am talking about heterosexual girls....we love you, men. And you break our hearts. This is not always your fault; sometimes we break our own hearts. But we love you no matter what. We give you so many excuses to be little boys, and what we really want is to be loved and we want you to care, and to show us that you care. I have no doubt that that's what you guys want too, but you should allow us to love you then. We really are pretty smart. If you have a girl who loves you, don't take it for granted. Love her, because you may regret it when she's gone.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Only One Messiah....Tennessee Says So.
So, a judge in Tennessee ruled this week that you can't name your baby "Messiah" because there was only one.....read this and catch up, if you haven't heard.
http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2013/08/12/211348996/judge-orders-babys-name-changed-from-messiah
Before I state my opinions, I want to make it clear that I would never name my baby Messiah, Jesus, Damien, Satan, Lucifer, Cain, or anything else extremely bad or good. That's just my personal preference. Dylan's middle name is Matthew, and that's fine, but that's neutral, and that's my opinion. Matthew was a disciple.
First of all, I thought when we separated church and state, we separated church and state. What does "separate" mean? It means not connected. So I can't understand why this judge is dumping her personal religious beliefs on this woman. What if the woman doesn't believe in God? Which, she probably does, so given that, the judge should care even less, right? I don't think the State of Tennessee should be getting involved. Sounds like this judge needs something else to worry about.
Part of the reason I don't understand why the state is involved is because I know what names they DO allow you to name your babies.
My uncle is a doctor and used to deliver babies in Tennessee. He once delivered a baby girl who ended up with the name "Vagina". He also delivered a little boy who is now named "Orangello" after Orange Jello. I swear. True story. But you can't name your baby Messiah? I would take the fate of "Messiah" over "Vagina" any day. Gwyneth Paltrow named her baby "Apple" and I can name mine "Table Chair Chenault", but you can't name a baby Messiah? It just doesn't make sense, unless this judge is going to start asserting her ridiculous opinions on everyone else as well. Where do we draw the line?
I remember a line in "Meet the Parents" when Pam's ex-fiancé, Kevin (Owen Wilson), widdled an alter out of a hunk of wood. He tells Gaylord Focker why. He says "Well, Jesus was a carpenter, so I thought, if you are going to follow in someone's footsteps, who better than Christ?" So given Kevin the Ex's logic from Meet the Parents, I would say this lady is wrong.
On top of the fact that there exists somewhere in the world, a birth certificate from TENNESSEE with the name "Vagina" on it. Come on.
http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2013/08/12/211348996/judge-orders-babys-name-changed-from-messiah
Before I state my opinions, I want to make it clear that I would never name my baby Messiah, Jesus, Damien, Satan, Lucifer, Cain, or anything else extremely bad or good. That's just my personal preference. Dylan's middle name is Matthew, and that's fine, but that's neutral, and that's my opinion. Matthew was a disciple.
First of all, I thought when we separated church and state, we separated church and state. What does "separate" mean? It means not connected. So I can't understand why this judge is dumping her personal religious beliefs on this woman. What if the woman doesn't believe in God? Which, she probably does, so given that, the judge should care even less, right? I don't think the State of Tennessee should be getting involved. Sounds like this judge needs something else to worry about.
Part of the reason I don't understand why the state is involved is because I know what names they DO allow you to name your babies.
My uncle is a doctor and used to deliver babies in Tennessee. He once delivered a baby girl who ended up with the name "Vagina". He also delivered a little boy who is now named "Orangello" after Orange Jello. I swear. True story. But you can't name your baby Messiah? I would take the fate of "Messiah" over "Vagina" any day. Gwyneth Paltrow named her baby "Apple" and I can name mine "Table Chair Chenault", but you can't name a baby Messiah? It just doesn't make sense, unless this judge is going to start asserting her ridiculous opinions on everyone else as well. Where do we draw the line?
I remember a line in "Meet the Parents" when Pam's ex-fiancé, Kevin (Owen Wilson), widdled an alter out of a hunk of wood. He tells Gaylord Focker why. He says "Well, Jesus was a carpenter, so I thought, if you are going to follow in someone's footsteps, who better than Christ?" So given Kevin the Ex's logic from Meet the Parents, I would say this lady is wrong.
On top of the fact that there exists somewhere in the world, a birth certificate from TENNESSEE with the name "Vagina" on it. Come on.
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