I'm a fan of memories. Especially those made with pictures.
June 21, 2008.
You can read the article here, at Wired.com
http://www.wired.com/medtech/health/magazine/16-06/st_wtf
I don't know how to respond to this.
While I recognize that someone who could honestly live their life entirely online, and not see the problems therein, has a mental disorder, or at least a very serious mental problem. I also am growing more and more aware of today's society feeding more and more into the trend of using a medication to cure every problem imaginable to the human race. Depression, weight problems, anxiety issues, and now, individuals whom like their computers far exceeding the normal amount of accepted affection.
And while I realize that extreme cases of the above stated disorders do require medicine, not every case does. But every case is at least offered the choice, and nine times out of ten, handed it within minutes. My brother's doctors have told my parents countless times to put him on ADHD medication, which they refuse to do. The symptoms he shows, are normal for little boys. And using a medication to suppress him, and his appetite, I find to be the wrong decision. The other scary part of this, is that it's seeming that other means of dealing with problems, aren't being discussed anymore, or at least, aren't being discussed as much.
There are other routes to dealing with problems, a pill can't solve it all.
I won't lie to you, this picture makes me feel like I have phototaker skills.
I had the best time, ever, the other day.
Downtown GR has this hideous "Statue" that for some reason we are fucking known for, called The Caldeer. I assure you, it is nothing to travel to Michigan to see. I don't even reserve it the right to be known as "art."
But there was a protest against the war held there a couple days ago, called "Bodies Against War." I attended, and the aftermath was spectacular.
Tracie, and I, laying in our "Bodies" outline.
Alayna, with the Caldeer behind her. I told you - it's ugly.
I was laughing too hard to be pictured.
Alayna, looking lovely, outside the Caldeer Plaza.
My wonderful boyfriend, looking dopey with joy.
Until this year, I've never had the joy of spending Valentines Day with the person I truly love. Despite being on and off, and off and involved, and confused, with the same guy for nearly the past 4 years, something has always conveniently happened right before Valentines Day, so that I was once again left alone. And because of this, I've typically had a distaste for the holiday, and labeled it overrated, like every other single person out there.
But this year, I get to make a, hopefully, delicious dinner, and at the moment I even have a cake in the oven. For once, I really don't think it's overrated, I think it's just a day to feel closer to someone, and to do something special for that certain someone. I've discovered I love cooking by being with him, which, beforehand, I never cooked...seriously, like..never. And now I get to test that love for cooking, on..some real food. (His mother tends to buy food that's easily made in 10 to 15 minutes, and comes completely from a box, whereas I prefer food that you buy raw, buy vegetables and spices to add, and cook, in other words, I like real food. She prefers processed crap that's easy to make.)
Speaking of food, food has always been a big thing in my family. We love it. And being raised in a very Dutch and Irish family, we've always had good, amazing even, food. My grandmother makes apple crumble to die for. And, being Dutch, you have to expect we love our carbs. Breads, potatoes, corn, all those lovely starches. Mashed potatoes, with corn and peas mixed in, was one my favorite side dishes as a child. It still is actually. I also appreciate that my family didn't just stick to those tried and true recipes, my grandmother on my father's side, had been a missionary for many years of her life. She traveled all over the world helping people in the name of God, which is something I idolize her for. She happened to pick up some really delicious African and Asian recipes that only she could ever pull off. My grandmother really is an amazing woman, I can't imagine what our family would be like without her.
I don't know how this all got to food, but, Happy Valentines Day!
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