Dear Lorelai, I miss you.

 

I've often joked that when I grow up I want to be Lorelai Gilmore. Even now, Lorelai's perfect imperfections make her someone I can admire and relate to. (Definitely more so now than when I was fifteen.) While the majority of single moms don't live in quaint, neighbor friendly towns like Stars Hollow, nor own businesses like Lorelai's Inn, the heartbreaking realism captured in her story is something any woman can empathize  with, mother or not. 

My mom, she's amazing. You'll hear me sing her praise time and time again, but like Lorelai, I've yearned for the strength to tell her when to back off - consequence aside - only to remember all she's done right. 

Dawson's Creek; Dawson's love for Joey and the years of heartache that followed, I felt that and at times still do. 

Where o' where for art thou, television I can relate to?

My DVR is working overtime, recording my ever-growing list of sublime TV. Admittedly, I'm a FANatic. Sons of Anarchy, The Walking Dead, Once Upon A Time, New Girl, The Vampire Diaries, to name a few, are pleasures that I feel, in no way, guilty about. Week by week they allow me to take a break from my own life to concentrate on someone else's. The gifts that keep on giving, until they end, like the Gilmore Girls. I'm not bitter. 

While my weekly regime is cherished, the emotional connections the characters of old and I made, are fondly missed. 

 

Happy Earth Day

If I've learned anything from my time online it's that there is a holiday each day of the year; Best Friends Day, High Five Day, Orgasm Day, Share a Smile, the list goes on. Whether these are nationally recognized holidays or merely a recognition gone viral, I can't say, but what I do know is; I've yet to participate and here's why:

I strive to celebrate these daily. My best friends know they're appreciated. Verbal high fives and casual smiles are gratifying, not only to myself, but to others. The orgasms... that's a post for another day, but you get the picture.

Earth Day, however, is not an event that crosses my mind often, but it should. Today, Earth Day 2012, for the first time I'm getting involved and not just for the day, for life and for the futures of my children and the futures of theirs.

If you're like me and unaware of things you can do to help preserve our planet, earthday.org has a variety of tips to help you and your family educate and go green.

Happy Earth Day!

The Nice Girl Rant

You may have (probably not) noticed that a lot of changes have been made; mainly, the page being stripped bare. My hope was to post a long, tearful adios to the world of Twilight fanfiction, but as luck would have it, I get to skip the dreaded goodbye/hello because today, shockingly, something a little more blog-worthy came to mind.

Twitter, can't live with it, can't live without it. You see, we're in a relationship of sorts, Twitter and I. When I'm lonely, in need a little comfort, it's there with limitless LOLs and endless chatter. However, like any real partnership, it isn't always sunny. 

Mean girls, they exist! Indirecting this, passive aggressively tweeting that, correcting and critiquing your every last letter, and don't even get me started on the fake "I love ya". 

 

Keira.. Heron?

 Here I am, the Cady Heron of Twitter, laying it all on the line; I... am not popular, I'm likable and agreeable. While you're busy indirectly tweeting people into an early grave, ("Is she talking about me?" "OMG, I KNOW that tweet was about me." "Did you just see what -insert tweeter- said?! What a BITCH!") I'm sitting back, watching and yes, admittedly  judging. I'm indifferent. Pretty much. I can't fight you through a screen, so what's the point? Not that I'd fight you anyway. I have my big girl panties on. I'd rather spend my time enjoying all than limiting myself to a group. Sue me. But don't. I'm broke.

Social networking etiquette, is there such a thing? Rarely will you see me rant online, but everyone has their limits. Today, for the first time in well over a year, mine were pushed. I *think* I handled it well, confronting the person one on one. I could have passive aggressively let the cannon loose, or worse, not said anything. There's a lot I can handle. Unfounded hate, bigotry, prejudice, whatever word you choose to describe it, is not and never will be. I'm not asking that people change their views, I'm asking that they're mindful. 

Lastly, boys in the RP world. A boy... a real (or not) boy... They're a commodity, I get it, but watching every girl on your TL go into heat the minute one of them comes on has become nauseating. As much fun as it would be to watch a match.com live feed, it isn't what I signed up for. 

While this turned into something completely different than expected and probably not what you'll see in the future, I thank you for reading my nice girl rant and urge you to check back for the next... a year from now.