Really...?

I admit it...there are several times a week that I think to myself, Emily..you are getting old!! But Emily, I need an example you may say.

Well I have a few:
1. When I go to bed late and then try to get up for work the next morning.  And I'm not talking about staying out late and partying.  I'm talking about staying up late, watching a dvr show, or working on my online class.
2. When I try to have a glass (or two) of wine and wake up with a headache the next morning. I'm not saying that I love to get crunk or anything, but sometimes I would like to feel older and sophisticated by having a glass of vino without paying for it the next 2 days!
3. When I walk and my bones make noises.  Ankles, knees, and any ol' joint pops and cracks like I'm 90 and feeble.  
4. When I see a child and my ovaries hurt...it's true! I mean maybe I'm not exactly ready for children, but when I see a kid I think it's cute now.  Instead of getting nauseous and freaking out...I really feel my insides leap for joy. 
5. When you ask a little kid when they were born and they say 2000.  WHAT...are you kidding me!?
6. When I'm planning my 10 year reunion.  Which might I add...it's really hard to do this and keep your sanity.
7. When you ask a college student a question and they answer, "Ma'am?" Yes, please call me Ma'am I'm only 7 years older than you...do I look that much older?
8. When a student doesn't call me Ma'am and it gets on my nerves. Yes I know I'm totally redundant, but still...would a little respect kill you!?
9. When I'm shopping and I look at cute outfits, but then realize I would have nowhere to wear it and if I did buy it, would I be able to put a cardigan with it and wear it to work!?
and lastly....the thing that makes me feel really old, but makes my blood boil.................
10. When I am on facebook, instagram, or twitter and see curse words. Really…Does that make you cool? Really…Does that make your point better?  Really…Does it make you more of a man or woman? My mom always said, “Don’t write anything down that you don’t want everyone to know or judge you on.” You know what, that was really good advice.  The only problem is, a lot of people didn’t get the memo or the “talk”.

So here it is…the talk.  You can take this for what it’s worth, you can email this to your friends, or you can say, girl you crazy, but either way here I go…Saying cuss words is one thing.  I have had my bout with sailors mouth, I’ll be the first to admit it. I have been negative and said bad things.  But, I have tried to be better here lately.  I have made a commitment that I am going to be a better person.  With this, I will admit that even in my dark moments, I have never written the words out.  There is just something different about saying the word and then writing or typing the word.  It comes with more malice or more crudeness I’m not sure which is worse. But if you have to call someone ugly names online to make you “seem” funny, guess what…you’re not! Get over yourself and grow up! And if you take offense to this..yes I’m talking to you!

Ok so that’s it, just feeling a little old today, thought I’d share why!

Have a great Labor Day!!!!

My name is Emily...Emily Bond

Have you ever had one of those moments where you envision yourself in a spy movie?! Well I had one of those today. 

After I got dressed for work this morning, I was rushing around the house getting everything together.  Packing a lunch, putting my camera card in my purse (to finally do something with those pics I’ve had for months), and finding an umbrella incase there was some rain.  Anyway…I grab all of my things: purse in one hand, phone and Pepsi Max in the other, lunch dangling somewhere in between and I lock the door behind me.  Gasp, horror, shock washes all over me! I have left my keys in the house! I find a dry place to put the drink and lunch and throw my purse over my shoulder to go to my secret hiding spot for our spare key.  Wouldn’t you guess it…the key is gone!

Then it happens…I’m a sexy spy trying to get the documents from Dr. Dreadful’s secret lair.  I pull out my extra spyish card (it was a CVS rewards) and go to town on the door! I can hear the music playing in the background as I break the seal and let myself in.  I fling the door open, get the keys, and I’m out in one blink of an eye!

Ok, ok…so I’m not a spy, but I was able to open my door in less than 30 seconds with a plastic card! I’ve got to have some street cred right! Also, you might want to dead bolt your doors…this sexy spy could be lurking around in the bushes! Have a great weekend!!!

Maybe this isn't so much sexy spy as goofy cat-burglar!

Raising Heck and Hashtags

Ok so some if you may not agree with me or even give a hoot what I have to say, but I've got to say something.
First let me preface this with my love hate relationship with social media. I think it's amazing what facebook, twitter, and other sites have done for our lives; however, we have made it ok for people to be mean to others. I am really interested to see how the kids who are use to this stuff turn out as adults. I say all this as I am on a blog spilling my guts, so what do I know!!!
Ok here goes:
So a couple weeks ago a sweet old man, when asked in an interview what he thought about marriage and Christianity, gave his honest opining. I don't know if you've heard about this little restaurant called Chik-fil-A, but that sweet man was the CEO.  Ok, ok..so you've heard about this "controversy".  But can we stop for a minute and look at the facts? We live in AMERICA (you know freedom of speech)!!!! Freedom of speech lets everyone be able to say what they think! That means EVERYONE!! Gay, straight, happy, sad, mean, honest!!! I'm not going to put my feelings on here, I'm just going to say this.  IT'S A SANDWICH!!! Does it make me less of a Christian that I didn't go stand in line to eat or does it make me less of a supporter that I will be going to eat some nuggets dipped in Polynesian sauce sometime in the next month? Just a thought!!!! Either way does this have to be hashed out on social media for weeks at a time.  Especially when countries around the world are putting aside their differences and competing at the Olympics (have you been watching? USA USA USA).
Speaking of "hashing" things out, this is a public service announcement.  Do you know what a hashtag is? Do you know what a hashtag is really for? (Did you just notice that I ended each sentence with a preposition? Please don't judge me!) If you are new to the twitter world then you may not know what I'm talking about right now.  But, a hashtag is used for a lot of different stuff.  For instance you can sort comments into categories: #ramblingsofrealcraziness; use it for emergencies #boonevillefire; or my favorite you can be a smarty pants: #hilarious (you know, if something really isn't funny). BUT 2 hashtags are enough per tweet, instagram, or facebook status.  We don't need you to "hash" out your day through hashtags.  I know this is not a big deal, but I'm trying to save everyone some embarrassment here.  If you post a picture from your day out at the mall and want to hashtag it fine, but we get that you are #shopping, #spendingmoney, #mallatbarnescrossing, #clothes, #charlotterusse.  Why don't you just do ONE hashtag: #broke!
So I am done Raising Heck and Hashtags...
until next time
#stayclassy #getoffmynerves (do you see what I just did there!?)


I blocked out the ugly word!! Yay me!