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The realization that you have not met any of your expectations is daunting. But you have joined the other 13.5% of the nation's undeserving poor.
One day you will realize this-after the influx of pure adrenaline subsides, after the pure feeling of joy just because you are existing subsides-that is when life actually comes through bright and clear and you are living in a car.
You might be thinking, what the hell is she talking about?
Well, I"m not sure so if you stick around you might find out too.
In your 20s you search, go to college and have one or two adventures. You think you are unique, and see your 30s as something wonderful. College fills your head with all that ivory tower living. Then in between these times you marry, barely afford the first apartment and get a job.
That period is romantically awesome-you survive paycheck to paycheck thinking working harder will help you overcome this minor, and temporary money obstacle.
Money is an obstacle. I once had $25.00 to feed myself and my husband for two weeks. That was while we both worked full time jobs, paid rent, paid student loans, and health insurance, taxes, gas, water, electric, and trash.
A full time reporter makes about $11000 a year on average. That is with a degree, and writing experience-that is what I was.
Sure, sounds bad-and it wasn't that one time. Our apartment had rats. The storage apartment connected to ours on the other side was home to a few "pack rats". Which I never knew was a real thing until one night I heard it scratching to come into our apartment. Mice of course became a normal thing too. Sticky traps and squeaks were part of a weekly routine that we could not rid ourselves of because the creatures were coming from next door.
My friend once had a roach infestation that she could not get rid of because of neighbors. She had bombed her house professionally and was clean. But it didn't matter because her neighbors had an infestation that they didn't fix.
I read a stupid article the other day that identified the habits of the rich versus the poor. In this utter nonsense were statistics. They listed things like: 78% of start up wealthy people get that way because they don't gamble, watch television, take breaks, or eat fast food.
Yep, and the sad part is that article might posisbly be what some desperate person might read in utter despair. They might think, "hey, I should just work harder." Yeah, work harder to make more money.
I know people who have almost died working long hours, and made average paychecks.
What makes us so special that we think we can achieve more than our grandparents? Really, is it the idea that we all can "afford" college now?
Plus, that's an entirely debatable topic in the first place.
Are we living in a "modern" age, so you know we just have more benefits!
Nope, no, no..shut up.
Poor people have Master's degrees, and are college educated-with internship experiences, and childrne. They have mountains of debt on their backs because they went to college, had childrne and took a mortgage out. Then, if they are educators they have jumped inot a system that cuts jobs back, imposes teaching curricula and subjects withotu room to develop a student according to waht the teacher wants. Poor people are not sitting around all day long, watching daytime tv and eating ho-hos. No, they are taking out more debt just from living.
They live on a salary developed during the Clinton years, and pay for things that have quadrupled since that time. Sure, if you receive millions of dollars for a social media platform, or creating really awesome football throw, or stepping on the backs of millions of people in indentured servitude, sure you are not worried about paying. You always will have income, because you are base.
An article I read by Linda Tirado really shines a light on it. Her essay on whey poor people make bad decisions was palatable and refreshing.
Take a look:
Rest is a luxury for the rich. I get up at 6AM, go to school (I have a full course load, but I only have to go to two in-person classes) then work, then I get the kids, then I pick up my husband, then I have half an hour to change and go to Job 2. I get home from that at around 12:30AM, then I have the rest of my classes and work to tend to. I’m in bed by 3. This isn’t every day, I have two days off a week from each of my obligations. I use that time to clean the house and soothe Mr. Martini and see the kids for longer than an hour and catch up on schoolwork. Those nights I’m in bed by midnight, but if I go to bed too early I won’t be able to stay up the other nights because I’ll fuck my pattern up, and I drive an hour home from Job 2 so I can’t afford to be sleepy. I never get a day off from work unless I am fairly sick. It doesn’t leave you much room to think about what you are doing, only to attend to the next thing and the next. Planning isn’t in the mix.
What are your thoughts on this touchy subject?
New France needed women
The amount of information on French Canadian women in history books amounts to little more than a few paragraphs. They show that she came over, as one of the Fille du Roi, with a dowry of 250 livres, waiting at a monastery until a suitor chose her for marriage and then she disappears into obscurity. What's more, these women rarely feature by name in most history books. Many didn't write memoirs, because they were too busy trying to survive in the wilderness.
France needed to secure land rights to their area of Canada. There were men, but no women to help truly settle the land, and make it fruitful. Jean Talon, an Intendant charged with bringing a failing colony back to life. New France was neglected by France, and it was subject to indian wars that rent their toll on the trappers, and men. Talon had to bring it back to life and he came up with the plan-bring over women.
Learning more about Jean Talon
In an effort to understand the man, I've located some excellent resources. First on the list is the Youtube full audio book below.
Imagine yourself among highlanders this weekend, with stone throwing contests, and giant poles being thrown through the air. You immerse yourself in kilts and haggis', perhaps you catch a snooze in a grotto to the tune of harps, hoping that when you open your eyes you will in fact be in Scotland. I'm planning on it!
The Glasgow Lands Scottish Festival is a great way to expose the kids to their heritage. My children are Scot-Irish with a smatter of Welsh. I've been wanting to take them to the festival for years, but like everything something always comes up! But, not this weekend, this weekend we will be dreaming of Scotland.
The festival we are attending is in Florence, Massachusetts located at Look Park. The kids can have haggis, taste over 11 varieties of Welsh cookies, hang out with sheepdogs and dance with the highland dancers. They also have a pub, with mead. Did mention that I love mead? Yeah,I do.
Our heritage history
Many clans will be represented at the event this year. Our clan is clan Donald, Macgregor is not going to be represented. They are available to get involved with, and it's a great way to start learning more about your family heritage.
Clan Donald, is one of the largest clans in Scotland.
Clan Donald's website states:
See! It's great to connect culturally at these fairs. I can't wait to have the kids sign up for celtic dance.
What can you expect if you attend?
By attending you are keeping culture alive, just by your mere presence.Yes, we live in a blended country, but it is still very important to teach our children about the culture of their ancestors and close living relatives.
So even if you aren't Scottish, come to the festival July 15th 2017 and learn something new. Who knows maybe you'll meet a bonnie lad there and kilts might soon become your thing!
Videos of last year's festival thank you Youtube!!
#review to come later!
Why I ventured to the mutton and mead festival Montague, massachusetts.
Come hell or high water as they say, I was bound and determined to make it to the Mutton and Mead festival in Montague, Massachusetts on Sunday. Well, I made it and I was not disappointed. I go to get back to my historical/fantastical needs. I'm a living historian, and also a mother of four-so there are limited times to indulge myself in my history fix. I of course, write and publish but Ren fair time is the best concoction for my imagination. It gives me the fix that I need to keep going especially when working on copy that is, shall we say-less than entertaining at times?
I've been to several fairs in my time, and loved every minute of them. This fair in particular was interesting because it is a different horse altogether. In fact, they base the fair on common folk, and their lives. Of course, Robin Hood is a very interesting common person to attach the fair too, so they do. Going to Ren fairs are the perfect way to experience lighthearted, bawdiness with activities to keep the children indulged.
mead-when you need it
Yes,the mead here is heady. At the fair there is a long line for it, and you have to wear a lime green band saying you can drink at the fair. That was different, waiving a flag to say you are allowed to partake. No matter, it's the line that takes forever. For $5.00 you get a dixie cup. Just a little disappointing, and perhaps something that might be changed in the future.
Mead is an elixir that has an illustrious history, going back to the vikings of yesteryear. Drink it from a horn, or a dixie cup no matter, it's the liquor that saves your sanity. I had to drive, so unfortunately I vicariously lived the drink through a friend who was able to imbibe.
When you wish it were an actual joust
At the end of the day, i was inspired for book three-nameless, and set in the 1940s.
If you didn't know this, I am a published author, and freelance writer.
I've published several books, Now, I am getting back to a place that is calling-1940s. The book is based largely on the Ardennes Offensive, bloody and soul saddening- thousands died trying to break through dragons teeth that were not going anywhere save to stamp out the allied offensive. As history tells, the allies were able to break through, my story follows them from Bastogne, to Dachau. There is time travel, there has to be. Oh and a smite of Romanian witch, and Aryan occultism. Hope to have it completed by the middle of next month.
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