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If… then what?

Let me start by saying this post is my political opinion. I have so many friends (and a husband) who view politics differently than me. And I love and respect each of them– and their opinions. (Hi babe!! Hey Kristie!!)

I’m so confused by “the worlds” fascination with providing Donald Trump had an affair and that he is a racist. He IS racist and he probably has had multiple affairs. So– if “we” prove it– then what??

What is the end game with proving these types of “allegations?” I don’t care if we sleeps with half the world. I don’t need any other “alternative fact” to prove that {in my opinion} he IS racist.

Let’s put more focus on what WE as a nation want to happen and less on proving he paid off a Lady to keep quiet. Who cares? That takes me to Bill Clinton (❤️❤️❤️❤️). He admitted it. Okay it took some coaxing but he admitted it. Then what???

Why do we try so hard as a nation, in our friendships, in our marriages, to get that “I told you so” moment? When did proving someone wrong become more important than the bigger picture??

I don’t like Donald Trump. I don’t like what’s happening in our world. I want to throw a tantrum and cry out “IT WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THIS WAY!” 😭😭 But that solves nothing. Proving Donald Trump is a racist won’t do anything. Didn’t we already know that?

I don’t know people. I don’t like what’s going on in our world one bit. It’s sad. We’ve lost sight of the big picture and we are wrapped up in being right and have lost our direction.

Thoughts?

Thanks for reading,

Cara Roxanne

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Pizza Party on Fridays…

“And if you vote for me, I will make sure we have a pizza party EVERY Friday in the teachers lounge.”

I was in 5th grade. I just freaking wanted to be student council president. I was all set to win. The odds were in my favor. And then- the candidate I ran against busted out the “pizza party on Fridays” line and he won. I was devastated. I remember telling my mom through tears “Don’t people realize he can’t do that??”

I DESPISE BLANKET STATEMENTS.

DISCLAIMER–**But, for the sake of my blog I am not going to qualify each thing I say. I am qualifying it now. {As I have done in previous posts} I understand that every Republican/Conservative in the world does not feel this way and does not like who our President Elect is. HEAR ME WHEN I SAY THAT. I will use blanket statements for the sake of this blog, and my posts, but I in no way think that everyone shares the same feelings as other members of their respective parties. **

You just voted for the pizza party.

And it ain’t going to happen.

  1. You think you finally have a President that “hears you”. With all sincerity I say to people that feel this way… “HUH?” I mean I get it. I always think people who have never lived my lifestyle, don’t know anything about middle class America, and don’t even know where my state is, MUST be the type of person to “hear me” when I talk. (Where’s the emoji with the eyes looking up in a sarcastic way when you need it?)
  2. “But he’s going to stand for what I stand for! He’s going to get rid of gay marriage and abortion!” WRONG. He doesn’t have that power and 2 days after he was elected he recanted doing anything about either of those. He’s not building a wall either.
  3. “He’s not taking a salary! I mean come on guys, that is so admirable. Hillary totally would have taken a salary.” Ummm— he’s not taking a salary- good for him. He’s just going to cost America more in secret service/guards/protection than any president in history due to the fact that his family is not embracing the White House and he is said himself that he does not want to be there “full time.” Yes kudos for not taking the salary. {Gosh I need that emoji again}
  4. “The stock market has already gone up since the day he was elected!” Yep. And so have gas prices.

 

Enjoy your pizza.

Whole 30 and the Whole ugly truth

Today was Day 1 of the Whole 30.

I could be super positive and tell you it was so amazing and that I feel great. I mean I could tell you that… but I won’t. Because that’s a lie. And if it’s not your New Years Resolution to lie less, than it should be.

Today has been interesting to say the least. 

  1. I realized that drinking black coffee is going to be rough
  2. I’m still messed up over how much I spent at Kroger yesterday
  3. I need a bite of something sweet after dinner
  4. This is not glamorous
  5. I’ve spent a good bit of time in the bathroom (TMI, y’all.)

Okay so here goes… this is my story.

I have stomach issues. I have a stomach ulcer. There are literally days when I am going into a meeting or somewhere quiet and I pray beforehand that my stomach will not make “any of those weird noises” during the meeting. It sounds like my stomach is growling or like I am about to crap my pants. There really isn’t anything else it could be. It’s so bad! Anyway, so I have stomach issues. Tada!

whole30

Over the Christmas break my husband, daughter, and myself drove to South Carolina to see my sister and her family. My sister is a health nut. (I mean that in the nicest way possible…seriously.) She eats organic, has her babies with midwives in her home, and is a saint. She prepares meals every single day using nothing processed. She buys the good meat (not the frozen bag kind). She has a fridge and pantry full of yummy, healthy, choices to eat, and I am totally envious. She’s also a personal trainer. Bottom line- I stand in awe of her. She eats well, she feeds her family well, and she’s fit. She has tried to convince me before that I needed to try the Whole 30. I attempted it about a year ago for 4 hours. Those were the worst 4 hours of my life. I wasn’t prepared, I had no clue what I was doing and I really was just doing it to make my sister proud. I failed. This trip the Whole 30 came up and I listened to what she had to say. I saw the validity in doing the Whole 30 {legit not half-a%%} and I began to understand that it could be a way for me to figure out my tummy issues. So I jumped in. Signed up. Even added a Pinterest board titled “Whole 30”. I-AM-LEGIT.

<DISCLAIMER>

I eat healthy. My typical day is oatmeal and a banana for breakfast, granola bar around 10, 2 scoops of peanut butter at noon, salad around 2, tuna around 4, something grilled and a veggie around 6 and nothing to eat or drink after 7. I mean come on- that’s not bad…right? Oh yea… lots of coffee for breakfast, no cokes throughout the day, and something sweet to eat after dinner.

My trip to Kroger was crazy. After I got all the veggies and meat that I needed, I went on a hunt for Coconut Oil and Almond Butter. (Apparently these are must haves for the Whole 30) I couldn’t believe the cost of these things. NO WONDER we are fat!!! No wonder we eat crap!! Good Lord it’s expensive to eat healthy. Oh well. I am doing this. I am not going to cave in. I-GOT-THIS!

Okay so here’s the deal… I will tell you more as we go along. I will tell you what I ate. I am promising not to cheat (on purpose) and I vow to be open minded. Today I feel pretty good. It was a strange day. I had to text my sister 30 times to ask if I could add Stevia to my coffee, or if I could have a piece of gum. It was weird eating salsa with a fork while everyone else used a tortilla chip. It was strange not having one of my cherry cordials <WEAKNESS> after dinner. I’ve never wanted a Reese’s so bad in my life and every time I open up the cabinet it is staring at me. SIGH…. I didn’t cheat. I’m tired and hungry and I’m going to bed.

BREAKFAST: 

14,000 cups of coffee. [okay like 5] Black. black coffee with no creamer or anything tasty in it.

One fried egg with salt and pepper on it

LUNCH:

Fajitas from a Mexican Restaurant with no cheese, sour cream, or tortilla.

DINNER:

Sausage and Shrimp pinterest recipe my sister sent me.   (Click on the link to make it. Super easy. Super yummy. Even my husband who is not on the Whole30 loved it!)

SNACKS:

2 scoops of almond butter. 1 apple. handful of almonds. handful of pistachios. and a crap ton of water.

Why IS my heart so broken?

I have spent all week trying to put into words why my heart is SO broken over this election. I may not have it ALL figured out, but I think now I can speak my mind at least to some degree.

 1. I personally LOVE Hillary.

Sure, she has made her fair share of mistakes. She deleted emails. And hear me say– that was WRONG. That couldn’t be more wrong. Not only did she delete them, but she KNEW better. It was kind of as if she was saying “the rules don’t apply to me.” I don’t like that. She knew better. She shouldn’t have done that. But let’s move on now… I have respect for her. She gave her adult life to making a difference. She made a difference while being the First Lady of Arkansas, she made a difference while being the First Lady of our country, and she made a difference as Secretary of State. Her accomplishments are endless. She has self-lessly (and probably at times self-ISH-ly) given of her time, her money, and her ability to make things happen. For that- my admiration is so strong.

2. The thought of a woman President made me giddy.

It’s time, y’all! It’s freaking time! We have had some amazing men run this country. Now I can say we have had men of different races run our country. What about a woman? It’s just time! It’s time to bring a female perspective to the way our country is ran. It is time to have a woman be in the highest position in this country. It IS time! I am proud to be a woman. I am proud of the differences I have because of having the nurturing, yet sometimes, emotional, traits that a woman possesses. I am STILL proud to be a woman, but America, it IS time for a woman to be President of the United States of America. I remember about 4 years ago when I told my daughter she could be anything she wanted to be. She went through a list of things: veterinarian, teacher, astronaut, and I replied yes to all of them. I looked at her and said “You could even be the President of the United States if you wanted to be.” She looked at me with her big eyes and said “I can’t do that mommy… that’s a man’s job.” I wanted to be able to tell her Wednesday that it had just happened- a woman had just been elected to run our country. And instead I had to explain how Donald Trump would [attempt] to run our country. I was ready to rewrite history. Don’t get me wrong- we are rewriting alright…just not in the way I had hoped.

Two years ago I posted a photo on my Facebook page. It was a photo of a bumper sticker had just gotten in the mail (from joining Emily’s List) and it said “A Woman’s Place is in the White House.” I was so proud of that! Someone I know well commented and said “No- a woman’s place is in the kitchen.” This was not said in gist. This same person replied to another similar photo this week where I had mentioned how I truly hoped in my lifetime I would see a female run our country. His response “I hope it’s not in mine.” This is yet another reason why I am so convinced that IT IS TIME for a female to run our country. These small minded, misogynous, attitudes have got to be put in their place!

white-house

3. America IS great. (in my opinion)

We don’t need to make it great “again” as Trump so loudly and proudly proclaimed (while wearing a hate made from China, I might add). America IS great! We aren’t the best at everything we do. We are behind is health care and education (and probably more areas) but we ARE a great country. We don’t need to go back in time and make changes to send us back in time… we are great NOW.

4. Donald Trump is an embarrassment to human beings. (in my opinion)

Donald Trump is NOT a man of character. He is NOT a man of faith. He is NOT a man I would want around my child. He is NOT the type of person I want in my life… let alone the type of man I want running this country. He has offended men (by insinuating that all men talk the way he was speaking on that video), he has offended women by degrading and insulting us by speaking of women as if we are “sex objects”, he has offended special needs individuals, he has offended individuals of other races and orientations. He has blanketed Hispanics as being “rapists” and “murderers” and has chosen a running mate that believes in therapy that can be used to “fix” homosexuals. Y’all- I am embarrassed.

5. I believe in having an open mind and an open heart.

I believe with all of my heart that Jesus loves all of us. He loves those of us who are of different races, backgrounds, SES, religions and sexual orientations. I don’t believe that we have to “celebrate” all of these differences (parades, special days, etc) but we DO have to love them. For me, when a President shows discrimination against minority groups, he is NOT loving them and he is not being open minded to those that are different from him. I believe that making a choice for someone else is wrong.

There will be more.. but for now, this is what I can digest and ponder on. This has been such a hard week. I’m exhausted, and i’m pressing on. The mourning is starting to end and the fire has been lit. I don’t like what I see in our Nation. I can’t just sit back and say “I wish people knew {fill in the blank}”. I have to make SURE that they know! Hillary- your inspiration has been passed on to a generation of women who are fed up and fired up. This is OUR fight song!

With much inspiration, sincerity, and love,

Roxy

What not to say to a democrat…in case you were wondering

“You aren’t REALLY a democrat.”

There it is. Don’t say that. Ever. Under ANY circumstances.

  1. It makes you sound ignorant
  2. It’s insulting
  3. It implies that someone is lying

None of these are good.

I cannot COUNT the times I have had this said to me. Fortunately, I have thick skin, but that doesn’t make it any less rude.

I’ve also had it said to me this way:
“You aren’t really a democrat… you are just trying to be different.”

This implies that because my family is made up of  Conservative/Republicans that I am strictly choosing to vote for important issues affecting our country based on my desire to be different than my family? This ALSO {and probably more offensively} implies that I am trying to break some mold that my family has set in place? Well, let us examine a few facts.

  1. I don’t weigh my {immediate} families political beliefs when assessing my own. (or anyone’s)
  2. I LOVE the way I was raised! I am so grateful for my parents and sisters. I am thankful for my humble, simple, upbringing. I am so thankful for the values and morals that were instilled in me throughout my childhood. I would NEVER want to “break that mold”.
  3. I vote BASED on many of the aspects of my upbringing. Votes are cast {or should be cast} based on personal beliefs. These personal beliefs come from memories, childhood, experiences, etc. That IS how I vote! The fact that my parents raised me in church, allowed me to have a mind of own, taught me responsibility and independence– these are factors that I use to determine which way I will vote.

There is such a think as a Christian Democrat. I know this for fact. Because I am one.

Maybe next time you find out {or snoop} and discover someone is a democrat, just say nothing at all. Telling them they are not REALLY a democrat is rude. You should know that…but so many don’t.

Democrat-Donkey

 

For now,

Roxy

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