A Year’s Worth of Properly Ridiculous

One year ago I signed up for WordPress & published my first post 6 days later.

In this span of time, I’ve managed to convince 683 people to keep an eye on it. I watched that number go up and down quite a bit – depending on what was being ranted, raved or praised. I’ve monitored the traffic behind it all, almost to a fault.

I’ve watched my writing progress & change. I’ve explored different styles; wrote my very first fiction & followed with a few more.  I attempted to make sense of crazy trials, news stories, missing planes, made my fear of Ebola known & told a whole-lotta people to STFU.

I struggled through my ridiculous anxiety, and learned how to curb it. Later in the year, listened to an audio book that rocked my socks off & told everyone to just go out and follow your own arrow. I Attempted to explain resting bitch face … In turn, I was kinda bitchy about smoking & littering.

I’ve documented my son growing up, his continuing crush on the Tooth Fairy … & when he tried to plunge the toilet with a towel. Yeah, It Happened. I’m so happy it’s written down & saved for his future girlfriends.

Since I’m obviously a professional, I shared the wealth of knowledge and told you how to raise your kids also.

I made my love for football well known. Wrote a few open letters to Jared Allen & Brett Favre. Stuck up for Adrian Peterson & Ray Rice, called out ignorant football fans & directly told the entire NFL to get it together.

I turned thirty and intentionally have not changed my About Me page to reflect that; Properly Ridiculous will forever be, pushing 30. It’s been a good year & next will be better.

Thank you, 683 people who validate my lack of a filter.

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JUDGE ME AND MINE & KEEP YOUR WOLVES DRESSED IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING ON A PEDESTAL.

Once upon a time, in a land kinda far away… I was a robot. There were no wires, sensors, control systems or software under my skin, but, I did have a function that habitually moved me. I was equipped to please.

As a robot, you don’t need to worry about your own feelings – because there are none. Perhaps occasionally a twinge of something begins, but it’s quickly dismissed… because there are more important things & people who are counting on your services.

It’s irrational to believe anyone has the type of power I was attempting to achieve in my robotic status. A few years back I ran into some mechanical problems & I started having original thoughts. When a systematic person’s soul sole function is to ensure the happiness of everyone around them, eventually some wires will get crossed.

Sparks flew.

My head spun around a few times.

Violently, I shook.

Without warning, I felt control over myself. Control of happiness, choices, words, time, decisions, effort, feelings, direction, wants, needs, sadness, passion… I felt it all. The discipline I’d crafted for everyone else’s happiness – was turned onto myself. Where has the concern for me been all this time? What have I missed out on?

As the reality exploded in front of me, I ran with it.

I found a passion & started writing. Writing turned into comprehending & more feeling. The feeling transformed into self-love; that type of love does not come from other’s happiness – it comes from your own.

Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself. 

-George Bernard Shaw

Change does not translate easily to everyone. A dramatic shift in demeanor must mean something negative, right? Assumptions were made & ideas turned into fabrications.

There’s chatter from across the way:  Sally, Joe & John are worried about you… 

FIX IT – it’s what you do.

Reach out. Talk to them. Tell them where you are. Tell them everything is going to be okay.

The truth is…no one asked; Sally, Joe & John assumed. Slowly, it became a slap in the face. Regardless how slow the motion & connection, it hurt.

It is unacceptable to theorize my life with a negative tone & not question it. It’s distasteful to chatter among yourselves about a toxic situation you believe I’m in & not question it. Because of this, there are people in my life I no longer speak with. Do I miss them? Yep, sure do.

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Judge me and mine & keep your wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing on a pedestal.

Life is not about proper movement.

Being isn’t about knowing what to say all the time.

There should not be a script for every day life.

Originality is inspiring. Your brain can be exercised & you won’t even break a sweat. Don’t be afraid to stick up for yourself. Don’t be hesitant to find happiness in unconventional ways. Find something you’re good at… do it, a lot. Your ideas hold value, even if it’s only to you. Don’t do anything for the masses. 

Just be happy.

Don’t surround yourself with anyone who fights that.

I Just Want To Write

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The super stellar thing about having my own blog is that it’s mine to do with what I please. I really thought that having a writing schedule would be my answer to everything, making my blog exactly how I want it – but… It’s not; I was wrong.

Plans have changed.

I don’t want it to feel like an obligation. I miss writing to write. I’m an instant gratification kinda gal – I don’t want to have a blog post in my draft folder for 2 weeks…while it “waits its turn”.

I want to write, post & repeat.

If I see a daily prompt that I want to be involved in – I’m going to do it. If I feel like I want to crap & moan about something that’s obnoxious – I’ll do it. If I want to write about something going on in the news – I’ll do it. If I feel like writing a short story…yeah, you guessed it – I’ll do it.

 Who needs a schedule? 

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Writing Calendar, Writing Opportunities & Writing Madness

When I made the decision to start a blog…I’ll be honest… I had no clue what “blogging” all entailed. I jumped in very uneducated but with an open mind. I thought, I have some things to say – and I believe some people might agree with me & who knows?… Maybe people could enjoy it, even if they don’t. I’ve written before about how awesome this whole community is. I’ve made amazing friendships, I’ve challenged myself to try new styles of writing & been given a pretty awesome opportunity. 

Which brings me here…

I’m so excited to share that I have been asked to be the Minnesota Vikings writer for the website, Onside Chick. Football season is quickly approaching – and I couldn’t be anymore ready for it. I will be contributing to the website by writing Minnesota Viking’s game recaps & game predictions for my men in purple. My first article, about the new Minnesota Vikings Stadium was posted last week & I’m feeling [unusually] proud of myself. I’m super stoked to be part of a group of girls who love football. This website is a place where ladies (or men…I suppose) can go if they want to learn more about the game, get weekly updates on any team, player injury updates, receive some fantasy football tips….you get the idea. Go check ‘er out!

In other news… I discovered Google Docs this week. Why have I never explored this before?! Why has no one told me to peek in there and see what it’s all about? If I had to place the blame somewhere, I guess I’d put it on Google+. I do not know a single person who utilizes Google+ & I’m assuming I’ve just been throwing all the other Google “apps” in with it. Outta sight – outta mind.

So, anyway… Google Docs.

I found a pretty spectacular Blogging Calendar Template. It pretty much looks exactly like what I’ve been trying to come up with on my own for the past month. Literally, I just clicked “open” …and there it was. A fully completed editorial calendar (even nicely colored)…ready for my ideas to fill the spaces. I’m a bit annoyed it took this long – but I’m happy to say that I officially have a schedule for my writing & I’d like to share it with you…not so much because I know you’re just dying to know, but more so to hold myself accountable. 

Mondays

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I tend to be a bit more bitter on Mondays (as most people do)…in honor of that bitterness I’ve decided that I am going to dedicate this day to Seriously, STFU. If you’d like to check out past, STFU Posts…

Seriously, STFU: Dear Fatty Edition

Seriously, STFU : Botched Execution Edition

Tuesdays

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I’m a mom & I think I’m a pretty good one. My son is a 7 year old redheaded spitfire who gives me things to write about for days. If you’d like to check out past parenthood posts…

The Tooth Fairy Gives Cash Bonus’ For Pain & Bad Decisions.

Bittersweet Independence 

I Created A Human

Wednesdays

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I’m sticking with my Hump Day Humor. Hump Day is a day to celebrate and be happy that we’ve almost made it through another week.  If You’d like to check out past, Hump Day Humor Posts…

Hump Day Humor #1

Hump Day Humor #5

Hump Day Humor #10

Thursdays

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Did you know that I love football? I wasn’t sure if I’d mentioned that yet…I do not only love my Minnesota Vikings – but the entire NFL as a whole makes my world go round. My blog would not be complete without a day dedicated to the sport. I plan to provide you with some lovely NFL Goodness. If you’d like to check out past NFL Goodness Posts…

Minnesota Vikings 2014-2015 Season – Let’s Keep The Glass Half Full

5 Reasons Why I Love Football (& Why More Ladies Should)

Dear Mr. Brett Favre

Fridays

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My last Hump Day Humor focused on me hopping back onto my healthy train. I’ve been working out daily, tracking my grub on My Fitness Pal (which is a spectacular resource by the way…) & I’m going to dedicate Fridays to #FridayFitness. I’m by no means a health nut, nor do I claim to always make the healthiest choices. I’m just a working mama trying to stick around as long as possible… 

Saturdays & Sundays

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The weekend will be for nothing but pure randomness. I’ve been dabbling in some creative writing, short stories, poetry…and sometimes I just have some opinions that don’t fit here or there. 

I want to make sure I am prepared for this writing schedule, so I plan to go live with it Monday July 21, 2014. Drafts are being written and I’m starting to feel like a real blogger.

…fancy that. 

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