Wednesday, May 20, 2009

You are what you eat?

Now a days, as many of you may know, my family is way to busy to get together and have meals together. Between work, school, grocery shopping, homework and doing last minute errands, there’s no time to squeeze a nice family meal in there. Breakfast and lunch we usually never spend with our family, except maybe the weekends. We pick up fast food on our way home for dinner and go to bed before it gets to late, then start our busy day all over again. A lot of “mainstream America” eats fast food because their schedules are so packed full of activities. We don’t eat fast food every night, we have home cooked meals but we don’t eat them together will go watch television or do homework, we don’t spend mealtime together.
Basically it leaves holidays for food to be the “central activity” for my family. Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter are the biggest food holidays. My brother, sisters, nieces and nephew will all come over to my parent’s house. The guys will gather around the television and watch sports. The women will sit in the kitchen, gossip and help mom finish up cooking. We can always count on mom making her pasta salad, green bean casserole and tuna salad. The food covers the table like a buffet and everyone stands in line and takes turns piling their plates full of food. Were not like the tradition family that you see on television, we don’t sit at the dinner table, say grace and share stories. Everyone sits where they want to and does want they want to. Some will watch television, others will talk at the table and there’s those that play the computer. It takes about five minutes for everyone to finish their food and usually their complaining because they ate to much then they should of. There’s enough leftovers to last a week, so we don’t dare ask what’s for dinner for the next couple days because we already know the answer.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Shopping at the grocery store is a community

Shopping at the grocery store is a community

What makes this a community is that there are several people going to the same place to get stuff they need. What holds this group together is that the food supply is still coming to the store, so it keeps people returning to the store. The people in this group need the same thing, which is food. They also value the food because we are lucky enough to have as much as we need. Usually the tensions of it being really busy and the long lines that you have to wait to check out in work against the cohesion of this community. Even sometimes there will be a good sale and people will fight over the last item on sale, then it’s hectic. Also there are some cart collisions while turning corners. But overall this community runs smoothly. I fit into this group because I’m just another person that goes to the store to get the grocery’s I need. We all need the same thing, that’s to get food for our family’s. I want to be a part of this community because without this community I would starve. So I would say it’s a good community to be a part of.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

What's in my purse?

 
If I was to lose my purse I would lose a lot of stuff. Everyone always jokes about how my purse weighs so much and that I have everything I need in my purse. Well luckily right before this blog I cleaned out my purse so I won’t have a five page blog about the contents in my purse and how it identifies me. Still someone who found my purse would think I had a lot of “stuff” but that may just be “stuff” to them but it’s meaningful stuff to me. I asked my niece what she would think if she found my purse and she said “She would think I was very materialistic by just looking at my purse”. Or someone might think I was stuck up or rich. I think she thinks this because my purse is a Coach purse and for those men and some women who don’t know it’s a pretty expensive brand. Inside my purse I have lots of paperwork from the doctors and bills I have to pay. Someone might make the assumption that I am a stupid person because I carry this important stuff in my purse. But the real reason I carry it in my purse is because I forget stuff easily and it’s there to remind me. I have my camera, my sunglasses, a mirror and a Coach wristlet. If it were a guy that found my purse he would probably make the assumption I was high maintenance and wonder why I need to carry all of this, women totally understand.
I have chapstick, lipgloss, pens, pencils, address book, checkbook, Bluetooth, and change floating around everywhere. That’s just what’s in my purse. In my wallet is my ID, a Subway card, Starbucks cards, grocery store rewards cards, Outback gift card, Wal-Mart gift card, Costco member card, Petco rewards card, insurance cards and pictures of family and friends. If they found my ID they would notice I was a female, 5’3” tall, 130 pounds, brown eyes and live in Everett, WA. Everything would be right except my weight is 15 pounds heavier because I just gave birth to my daughter, which they could probably guess I had a baby because of the pacifier in my purse. They could guess that I have some kind of animal because of the Petco card, which I do have a cat and a dog. Someone would make the assumption that I go shopping a lot and have lots of money based on all the cards in my purse. But if you didn’t notice I didn’t mention anything about any money in my purse because I have none. If they identified me as someone who liked to eat they would be right, but then if they pictured me as a heavier person because of all the food cards they would be wrong. Based on the pictures of my friends and family hopefully it would give them the assumption that I care a lot about them.
The person who found my purse would think I was a very messy person that keeps everything. But by just finding my purse they would be unable to know that I am actually a clean freak. I clean everyday because I hate things being messing, I can’t stand dirt and never think anything is clean enough. They wouldn’t know that I go to college because I have nothing to show that I go to school. I would be very upset if I lost my purse and wallet but to someone else it could mean nothing.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

This is a test

I hope this test post works I have never been a blogger before. Im looking forward to getting to know everyone a little better on here.