The Best Medicine

Maybe I laugh too much; that’s probably the only reason why identifying a true hearty laugh from my past is so difficult. Or I have the memory span of a five year old at a birthday party, and that’s probably the truth of the matter.

Laughter fuels my day to day, and it is not always in the best of ways.

For instance: I laugh when I’m nervous, I laugh when I’m sad. Sometimes I laugh when I’m in pain, or I don’t know what to say. Laughter is there to get me through each day unscathed, but when it comes to true honest laughter I can’t identify a moment.

There’s times with my friends when I laugh myself into the bathroom, and those are always on my mind. Other times I laugh so hard I cry when I see a funny picture online.

While laughter might come in abundance, it is the true, honest laughter that shines through all else. Remember those moments, because when you’re feeling down they can be the reason you pull through.

~J. Spade 

 

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2016 – Challenge.

Years ago I spent a lot of money on a DSLR camera. Since that purchase, I have used the camera enough times to warrant the purchase, but I have not moved forward in pursuit of bettering my photography skills. This year, I hope to fix that. Granted, these photos are mediocre, but I’m hoping throughout the year I will improve.

I’ll be posting probably once a week, even though I’ll be taking the pictures daily. Maybe if I’m feeling particularly adventurous, I’ll post the pictures after I take them. I wouldn’t recommend holding your breath for that one though.

The challenge is called Capture Your 365, and I’ll be tagging it as such despite the fact that this year will have 366 days in it.

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The Life and Times of a Spade

You might want to step back, because I’m about to get all sorts of personal on your dash.

I’m sorry, that ridiculous pun sounded a lot better in my head. Getting to the point though, I’m just going to give you a brief overview of what is going on in my life, and what that will mean for my blog.

A couple of weeks ago I was hired on for a full-time phone customer service position. Not a big deal, and I don’t start until early to mid February which means nothing has changed as of yet. I don’t know what my shift is, and I won’t know until the middle of March what it will be. As it stands now, that one job won’t change much when it comes to posting.

The thing that might make my posts more sporadic is the fact that I will be looking for a part-time position as well. I know what you’re thinking, “Johana! A part-time and full-time job isn’t going to occupy all of your time.” Okay, maybe you’re not thinking that, but if you are then I’d have to say that you would be right. Keep in mind we have to factor in time for sleep as well as time for eating and exercising. That shaves a bit more off my available hours within any given week. Once again that is not what I am worried about, I’m more worried about the fact that I am also going to continue going to school full-time. With my procrastination techniques firmly in place, I do believe my posts will be limited. I’m hoping for once a week at least. We will see how well that works out.

Just wanted to keep you updated as I continue on in my endeavors of paying my bills and getting educated. With any luck I’ll be able to make it to graduate school with only a bit left to pay on my car.

Why did nobody tell me adult life was going to be so stressful?
~Johana Spade

Moving Fast

If you could slow down an action that usually zooms by, or speed up an event that normally drags on, which would you choose, and why?


 

As an avid believer of there not being enough time in the day, I have to say that if given the choice, I would be set on slowing things down. Even if it were only for a moment. The activities I partake in that tend to drag on are not boring enough for me to speed them up.

I once mentioned that if I were to have a super power it would be to control time, and there are many reasons for that.

If I could control time I could hit the pause button and write for as long as I want to without losing any hours in the day. I could slow down the moments of the day I spend with my nephew, because they are few and far between. With this power I could go back in time to reminisce over the long lost memories that I may have forgotten. I can cherish my loved ones much more, and take trips into the time I had with them when I can’t spare a moment.

That is the reason I would never chose to speed up time, because even during those moments that seem to drag it is worth it to spend time in my thoughts.

~J. Spade

We Deserve Equality

After being bedridden for the better part of  four days due to this damn stomach virus I have, I feel that I have a lot of catching up to do. I’ll spare you the gory details, but you’ll just have to know that I’m still not feeling well. Which means that this post might be a bit loopy and very short.

That’s it. That’s my whole post.

No, I’ve got a bit more juice left in me.

After miserably rolling over and seeing the date something pinged inside of my brain. I didn’t know what alarm was being triggered, but I knew I would find my answer online. First I checked to make sure my homework for the day was done, and then, when that didn’t yield any results, I came over to wordpress to see if I could find my answer here. Today’s prompt helped me remember.

As much as I wanted to write some long, thought out post about inequality, I fear that my time here is going to brief today. Hopefully no less powerful though.

Inequality is something I have seen a lot of in my life. When I was younger I saw it, but I did not understand it. A few key facts about me are that I am the youngest child and the only girl.  I was treated differently than my brother’s, and I am not sure if it is because of the younger aspect of that previous statement or the fact that I’m a female. That’s a story for another time though.

Inequality in society is based off of unequal opportunities presented to different individuals based off his/her gender, race and ethnicity, as well as social class. Other factors can be involved, but those are some of the main ones seen.

Inequality means that not everyone is being paid the same. That some people out there are being promoted quicker just because they have a different gender, race, or social class. It means that clothing for men is cheaper than clothing for women. In certain states, inequality means that an unstable mother can gain custody of the child over a stable father simply because she is the mother. It means that because of a person’s race they are being persecuted more swiftly and harshly than those around them. There are so many examples of inequality out there in the world, and yet still they remain unseen to a lot of the population.

It’s going to take a lot of people to stand up against inequality. To let people know that we won’t stand to be treated like anything other than people just because the color of our skin is differently, we make less money, and/or because we are of a different gender.

We are all people, we all have the same human rights. I’m tired of inequality saying that that’s not true.

Let’s do what we can for equal rights, because the world deserves equality.

~J. Spade

 

To Read Or Not To Read

What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without reading a book (since learning how to read, of course)? Which book was it that helped break the dry spell?


Throughout my past two months of blogging, I am pretty sure I have made it clear that I love reading. And if I haven’t, let me just state right now that I love to read.

Now that that’s out of the way, I feel that it is imperative to inform everyone that I don’t always read books. I suppose that could be counted as a dry spell from books, but not a dry spell from reading.

If I don’t have my nose stuck in a book it is because I simply do not have time to immerse myself in the fictional realms I often indulge in. Usually that means textbooks have taken over my soul. I will never count those as “books”, because, even though I enjoy reading them for the most part, I do not become lost in them. When that happens, instead of picking up a book in my much sought after spare time, I tend to lean more towards fanfiction. Those are generally shorter, and a much quicker read than novels tend to be. At least the ones I choose. It helps me keep the mediocrity of school-required reading at bay by adding a bit of spice to my brain.

Overall, I’d say it’s hard for me to actually come upon “reader’s block”. I hesitate to say it is impossible, because I know that the minute that phrase crosses my mind I’ll be jinxing myself. That would be really horrible considering I’ve got a lot of school-required reading waiting for me.

I’m also feeling the urge to read a novel. Which means I will probably be up all night in order to cram all my fun reading in with my required reading.

If I’m not around for the next few days, it is probably because I am stuck in this chair.

It’s a good thing I don’t own anything like this chair. I’d never leave.

~J. Spade

Upturned Noses

Even the most laid back and egalitarian among us can be insufferable snobs when it comes to coffee, music, cars, beer, or any other pet obsession where things have to be just so. What are you snobbish about?


As much as it pains me to admit it, I can be snobbish about a lot of different things. Small things, of course, that don’t mean much to anyone else but mean a lot to me is the ground-level of my snobbery.

Tea, for instance, is something that I can be called a snob about. There are so many different types of teas out there, and I have tried them all. From green to white to black and every flavor in between, I love them all. The “snob” classification comes to head when brewing the different teas. Steep almost any tea as long as you would like, and I would love it. Except black tea. That’s a two to five minute steeping tops. Otherwise it turns bitter to my taste buds, and I don’t like the way it coats my tongue.

I’m probably also a bit of a snob when it comes to being asked questions like “what would you like to drink” because more likely than not my answer will be some form of tea. It’s something I inhale on a near daily basis.

Music is also something people have called me out on. Never using the term of “snob” per se, but I’ve become known in my group of friends as the person with the most eclectic taste of music. I’m the go to person for new music finds. It’s a lot of pressure, actually.

When asked my favorite band of the moment I have two answer. One is a very popular band that I throw out there when I don’t feel like going into a long explanation. The other, my actual favorite, is an indie band that not a lot of people have heard of. I say the name Marianas Trench and some might immediately jump to the conclusion that I’m referring to the deepest part of the ocean. In actuality, I’m referring to a Punk/Emo band that I absolutely adore.

See? Snob.

While I don’t often call myself a snob, I do know that I like what I like; and I’m never going to feel the need to apologize for that.

-J. Spade.

Toast to You

Exploring the mighty blogosphere can be as scary as it is enlightening. It’s a massive place that houses millions of different blogs, with different writers, styles, and preferences; and that’s wonderful. Maybe you’re wondering how I can find something that is so amazing to be even the slightest bit scary.

The answer to that is easy.

Talent.

Maybe the answer isn’t as easy as I originally thought. It’s not that I am scared of talent, per se. The thing that scares me is the lingering fear that I will not match up to aforementioned talent. As often as I have been told not to compare myself to others, it’s one of those ‘old habits’ kicks and their death is hard.

But this post isn’t about me. Shocking, I know. This post is about you, those of you who will and who won’t read this post. It’s meant for you, I’m just the messenger here.

Yesterday I spent a good chunk of the day browsing unknown blogs and discovering new people to be in awe over. Photography blogs, poetry blogs, blogs with cats, music, and food. All different types of blogs passed in front of my eyes, and I gobbled it all up like the proverbial turkey it was.

Come the end of my perusing, I felt empty. The fact of the matter remained that as much as I took from the posts and people I had just seen, I had given nothing back. Rather selfish if you ask me. Then it occurred to me that I could at least let the blogger know that I enjoyed their post, a small price to pay for devouring the glimpse they had given me into their life.

So I commented. I liked. And I followed. I handed them out like candy to Trick-or-Treater’s and I regret nothing. In fact, I plan to do it again. It’s a fulfilling task that makes me and the recipients feel better, and I like that feeling.

We could all do a little better to put a smile on the face of those we admire. A simple ‘like’ can do that, and all it takes is a click of a button.

Plus, looking at other blogs is a learning experience. I, for one, learned that my blog needs work. Not that I already didn’t know that, but a certain blogger helped me to realize I needed more cats on my blog. Because cats. For that I can’t thank her enough for the unintentional insight she gave me.

And now, cats.

DSC_0289Mouse posing for the camera.
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Louis objecting to having his picture taken.

 ~J. Spade