Back to school time…again…

Back to school time!The best thing about being an adult? Not having to go to back to school. Homework was just the worst. I would have hated going to classes more, but I did enjoy some of the social aspects of school.  Don’t get me wrong. I was not popular. I was a nerd and still am a nerd. I never wanted to be popular. Mostly because those whom I perceived as popular were, well, stupid and vain. Granted, I was pre-judging them as all teens do, but I also didn’t have the stress of trying to fit in because I wanted nothing to do with anyone knowing who I was. Sadly, I was more stressed about trying to find a boyfriend. My excuse was the hormones. Puberty pretty much ruined my life until about the age of 35.

But, back to school, I was never excited about it. I don’t have kids yet, so I don’t have to get ready for anything.  If I did, I surely wouldn’t be freaking out about trying to find free range bread for my kids’ sandwiches. Honestly, I don’t think most moms do that. If they do, I kind of feel bad for them. Just do what makes you happy. Don’t freak out about it. It is what it is.

There was a point in my life when I could recite every class I had, in order, from the first semester of seventh grade to the final semester of my senior year.  I think college might have fried that right out of my brain.  That or I just have so many damn passwords floating around in there that they nudged out the trivial crap that doesn’t matter.

Back to school didn’t mean cooler temperatures in California.  It wouldn’t cool off until about mid-October, if we were lucky. I remember some sweaty Halloweens. I guess that’s better than a snowy Halloween.

Either way, the traffic will be hell for the next few weeks. I could never understand how back to school time equates to more people on the roads. I don’t drive by any schools. I don’t get what everyone was doing for the past three months. Plus, don’t schools get out at like 3:00 PM? Why is traffic crappy at 5:00?

Earthquakes: Still better than crappy weather

RealWeather-NonChronI was born and raised in California. I’ve lived through my fair share of earthquakes both large and small…mostly small. Still, after living in the Midwest for almost a year and a half, I prefer to take my chances with an earthquake rather than a blizzard or thunderstorm. Why? Because in the scheme of things big, disruptive earthquakes are a rarity.

Note: Earthquakes DO NOT HAVE SEASONS

Sure this list of earthquakes on the Sacramento Bee’s website looks frighteningly long, but most of those quakes no one even remembers. A 3.0 quake is not historic. It’s a tiny earth fart. An earthquake off the coast is almost like it didn’t happen.

Dumb lists aside, a decent size quake only happens once every 25 to 50 years or so in an area that causes fatalities or even a decent amount of damage. By damage I don’t mean bottles knocked to the ground off shelves, I mean structural integrity of roads and bridges compromised.

In fact, with the advent of stricter building codes, advances in engineering methods, and better preparedness, an earthquake under 6.0 is really not a big deal.

Most of the preparedness is common sense. Don’t hang anything over your bed. Don’t hang anything over where you might be sitting or laying down. Have fresh batteries in your home in case the power goes out. Make sure bookcases are either secured to the wall or if they fall over aren’t going to smash you. Some people will even install baby locks on upper cabinets not because they have little ones, but because they know the doors will stay closed when the shaking starts. I’ve even seen special shelf liner that is supposed to help keep glassware from being knocked over.

Growing up, any time there was a minor earthquake, the local media would remind everyone what to do in case a big one hit. I used to think it was dumb to constantly remind everyone how to be safe whenever a 3.0 shook some random town in the middle of the coastal range, but after reading my Facebook feed this morning after the Napa quake, I now understand why they do it.

Many people move to California and don’t know what to do in the event of an earthquake. They didn’t grow up with the knowledge pounded into their brains like I did. I take this knowledge for granted, but I’m glad that I know it. Why? Because of this knowledge, earthquakes don’t scare me as much as having to drive on icy roads with a bunch of idiots. That happens every freaking year for months at a time!

How do you Independence Day? July 4th it!

Independence Day: July 4th decor, songs, and food.One week from today is July 4th. Is it just me or does this feel like the summit of summer? After Independence Day it feels like summer is on the down slope. We are all coasting into fall.

Oh the barbeques! In some places they are called cookouts. Whatever you call the gathering of people eating char-grilled meat, it’s a hell of a time. Folks bring out as much red, white, and blue decorations as they can handle. If you’re feeling especially patriotic, check out these July 4th photo booth props I made. Social media and the birth of the United State never looked so good! Continue reading

Random thoughts on my 40th birthday

Why your 40th birthday is fabulous...Holy crap, on Sunday I’m going to be 40.  How did that happen?  Seriously. I can barely believe it’s 2014. It still sounds like a year in the future of flying cars and robots.  Actually, I’m kind of happy that cars don’t fly.  Have you seen the way people drive?  Merging still baffles 90% of the population.

But, back to me. Of course, I don’t feel 40. I feel about 28.  I’ve felt 28 for about the past 5 years. Before that I felt about 20. It’s better than feeling 16. Being a teenager was the worst. No. Being a pre-teen was the worst. It took me until the age of 35 to get over puberty. If you’re a woman under 30, it does get better.

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