Friday Fun: Masculine or Feminine?

Your result for The Bem Sex Role Inventory Test…

Androgynous

You scored high on both masculinity and femininity. You have a strong personality exhibiting characteristics of both traditional sex roles.

Take The Bem Sex Role Inventory Test at HelloQuizzy

Oooooooooooookayyyyyyyyy……..

(To be totally fair and completely honest, I totally stole this from Vesta44 at Big Fat Delicious.)

Friday Fun: Talk Like a Pirate Day

It be that time of year again, me mateys.  Today is September 19, and it be International Talk Like a Pirate Day.

From the FAQ on the official website:

Q. The big one: WHY?

A. Why not?

Talking like a pirate is fun. It’s really that simple. It adds a zest, a swagger, to your every day conversation. Do you need another reason?

Try it out. Let go, have a beer, burp in public. Say “Aarrr!!” Feels good, doesn’t it?

So grab yerself a beer, sit yer arse down, and have at it.

Savvy?

What the hell. Y’all KNOW I like memes. :)

A.) Go to musicoutfitters.com
B.) Enter the year you graduated from high school in the search function and get the list of 100 most popular songs of that year
C.) Bold the songs you like, strike through the ones you hate and underline your favorite. Do nothing to the ones you don’t remember (or don’t care about)

1. The Sign, Ace Of Base
2. I Swear, All-4-One
3. I’ll Make Love To You, Boyz II Men
4. The Power Of Love, Celine Dion

5. Hero, Mariah Carey
6. Stay (I Missed You), Lisa Loeb and Nine Stories
7. Breathe Again, Toni Braxton
8. All For Love, Bryan Adams, Rod Stewart and Sting
9. All That She Wants, Ace Of Base
10. Don’t Turn Around, Ace Of Base

11. Bump N’ Grind, R. Kelly
12. Again, Janet Jackson
13. I’ll Remember, Madonna
14. Whatta Man, Salt-N-Pepa
15. Wild Night, John Mellencamp and Me’shell Ndegeocello
16. Without You/Never Forget You, Mariah Carey
17. You Mean The World To Me, Toni Braxton
18. Can You Feel The Love Tonight, Elton John
19. The Most Beautiful Girl In The World, Prince Symbol
20. Fantastic Voyage, Coolio
21. Baby I Love Your Way, Big Mountain
22. Regulate, Warren G and Nate Dogg
23. If You Go, Jon Secada
24. Back and Forth, Aaliyah
25. Now And Forever, Richard Marx

26. When Can I See You, Babyface
27. Please Forgive Me, Bryan Adams
28. So Much In Love, All-4-One
29. Shoop, Salt-N-Pepa
30. Any Time, Any Place/And On And On, Janet Jackson
31. Shine, Collective Soul
32. Said I Loved You…But I Lied, Michael Bolton
33. Return To Innocence, Enigma
34. All I Wanna Do, Sheryl Crow
35. Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm, Crash Test Dummies

36. Can We Talk, Tevin Campbell
37. Funkdafied, Da Brat
38. I’d Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That), Meat Loaf

39. Gangsta Lean, Drs
40. Because The Night, 10,000 Maniacs
41. Cantaloop, US3
42. Whoomp! (There It Is), Tag Team
43. Come To My Window, Melissa Etheridge

44. Stroke You Up, Changing Faces
45. I’m Ready, Tevin Campbell
46. 100% Pure Love, Crystal Waters
47. Anytime You Need A Friend, Mariah Carey
48. Because Of Love, Janet Jackson
49. Linger, Cranberries
50. Loser, Beck
51. Found Out About You, Gin Blossoms

52. Gin And Juice, Snoop Doggy Dogg
53. Never Lie, Immature
54. Streets Of Philadelphia, Bruce Springsteen
55. Getto Jam, Domino
56. Endless Love, Luther Vandross and Mariah Carey
57. I Miss You w/ Aaron Hall
58. Understanding, Xscape
59. This D.J., Warren G
60. Cry For You, Jodeci
61. Keep Ya Head Up, 2Pac
62. Who Am I (What’s My Name?), Snoop Doggy Dogg
63. Another Night, Real McCoy
64. Your Body’s Callin’, R. Kelly
65. Tootsee Roll, 69 Boyz
66. I Can See Clearly Now, Jimmy Cliff
67. Never Keeping Secrets, Babyface
68. Crazy, Aerosmith
69. Just Kickin’ It, Xscape
70. At Your Best (You Are Love), Aaliyah
71. Rock And Roll Dreams Come Through, Meat Loaf
72 Amazing, Aerosmith
73. Always, Erasure

74. Groove Thang, Zhane
75. Dreams, Gabrielle
76. Mr. Vain, Culture Beat
77. Mary Jane’s Last Dance, Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers
78. Anything, SWV
79. Beautiful In My Eyes, Joshua Kadison
80. Stay, Eternal
81. Flava In Ya Ear, Craig Mack
82. U.N.I.T.Y., Queen Latifah
83. Prayer For The Dying, Seal
84. Secret, Madonna
85. Here Comes The Hotstepper, Ini Kamoze
86. Everyday, Phil Collins
87. Don’t Take The Girl, Tim McGraw
88. Got Me Waiting, Heavy D and The Boyz
89. December 1963 (Oh, What A Night), Four Seasons
90. Indian Outlaw, Tim McGraw
91. Always, Bon Jovi
92. I’m The Only One, Melissa Etheridge

93. Back In The Day, Ahmad
94. Love Sneakin’ Up On You, Bonnie Raitt
95. I’ll Take You There, General Public
96. Always In My Heart, Tevin Campbell
97. What Is Love, Haddaway
98. And Our Feelings, Babyface
99. Bop Gun (One Nation), Ice Cube
100. I Wanna Be Down, Brandy

Most of the ones I left alone, I’m not even sure if I heard, let alone liked/disliked them.  I was very into “alternative” music at the time, so although I bolded quite a bit of this list, it wasn’t even the majority of what I was into back then.

But now I’ve got “Please Forgive Me” stuck in my head.  Dammit.

Huh. Apparently I’m a Socialist.

That would explain why I’m so comfortable here in the UK.

You are a
Social Liberal
(76% permissive)

and an…

Economic Liberal
(15% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Socialist

Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid
Also : The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

H/T to Big Fat Dynamo.

Friday Fun: Labor Day

I know most of my readers/commenters are Americans, and as Monday is Labor Day, I figured what better topic for a Friday Fun post than Labor Day itself?

Practically every American “celebrates” Labor Day in some shape or form; some go to barbecue parties (usually the last one of the season!), some just chill at home, and some plan in advance to take advantage of the holiday sales (what is it with Americans and our holiday sales anyway?).  But do you actually know what Labor Day is all about?  I have to admit my own ignorance – I was never really sure.  So I did some googling and came up with this:

Labor Day, the first Monday in September, is a creation of the labor movement and is dedicated to the social and economic achievements of American workers. It constitutes a yearly national tribute to the contributions workers have made to the strength, prosperity, and well-being of our country.

The first Labor Day holiday was celebrated on Tuesday, September 5, 1882, in New York City, in accordance with the plans of the Central Labor Union. The Central Labor Union held its second Labor Day holiday just a year later, on September 5, 1883.

In 1884 the first Monday in September was selected as the holiday, as originally proposed, and the Central Labor Union urged similar organizations in other cities to follow the example of New York and celebrate a “workingmen’s holiday” on that date. The idea spread with the growth of labor organizations, and in 1885 Labor Day was celebrated in many industrial centers of the country.

The form that the observance and celebration of Labor Day should take were outlined in the first proposal of the holiday — a street parade to exhibit to the public “the strength and esprit de corps of the trade and labor organizations” of the community, followed by a festival for the recreation and amusement of the workers and their families. This became the pattern for the celebrations of Labor Day. Speeches by prominent men and women were introduced later, as more emphasis was placed upon the economic and civic significance of the holiday. Still later, by a resolution of the American Federation of Labor convention of 1909, the Sunday preceding Labor Day was adopted as Labor Sunday and dedicated to the spiritual and educational aspects of the labor movement.

It is appropriate, therefore, that the nation pay tribute on Labor Day to the creator of so much of the nation’s strength, freedom, and leadership — the American worker.

I’ll save my thoughts on what that says about America and her materialism for another day (‘cuz, y’all, this is supposed to be a Friday FUN post!), but it’s definitely interesting to read all of that.

Growing up, Labor Day was always the last big family party of the summer.  Barring an unexpected special occasion (like a wedding or some such), my family probably wouldn’t get together like that again until Thanksgiving.  So for me, it was always something to look forward to.  My grandmother and I would start the day by cleaning the house and mowing the lawn if it needed it.  Then we’d get to chopping veggies and preparing dishes.  Barbecues in our family were usually quintessential American fare: burgers, hot dogs, sausages (here’s where our Polish ancestry showed through: sausages were always Polish and Bratwurst), and usually a few pieces of chicken.  Along with all the cold stuff: the potato salad, the coleslaw.  Chips and dip were on offer, of course, but so were chopped raw veggies (I was always partial to the cucumbers and sweet peppers myself).  Usually somebody would bring a dessert of some sort – maybe a fruit jello or a fruit salad.  My grandmother and I would usually make the main courses but everybody brought something to the party.  (Made it a hell of a lot easier on us, that’s for sure!)  Music would be played, children would play games in the (HUGE!!) backyard, and it would mainly be a relaxed day of food, conversation, and companionship.  I, of course, being younger, would inevitably have to field questions to the effect of: “So, you excited to be going back to school?”

Unfortunately, the older I got, the more scattered my family became (aunts and uncles moving to far corners of the country; people dying), and so the Labor Day family tradition became less and less of a tradition.  And now?  Hardly anybody in my family gets together for Labor Day anymore.  But I remember those Labor Days of my youth with a smile.

So… ya got any plans?  Parties?  Staying at home?  Shopping like mad wo/men?

Spill!  😀

Holy crap, Batman! I got tagged!

I didn’t even realized I’d gotten tagged until I followed the link from Nudemuse’s post (cuz she got tagged, too).  Sorry, Boobs I Has Dem!  I don’t know why the link didn’t show up on my dashboard!

So here we go:

What are five things you’ve said or done in the past twelve months that you’re most proud of?

1.  Finally finding my way on the road to self-acceptance. Having started therapy at the age of 8 and going continuously for 10 years, as well as many intermittent periods of therapy after that, this is a big deal to me.  All those years of therapy did absolutely nothing for me.  Less than a year with FA?  Has made such a huge difference that there aren’t even enough words in the English language to describe it.

2.  Learning to dress myself. I know that sounds odd, especially coming from a 32-year-old woman, but I had hidden myself away in my clothes for so long that I honestly did not know what kinds of things would look good on me and what wouldn’t.  I’ve come full circle, wearing things that I NEVER, IN A MILLION YEARS thought I could pull off.  And I look GOOD.  I’m by no means an expert, but the progress I’ve made is amazing.

3.  As Joy so wonderfully put it, I stopped letting the tiny little minds get me down. There was a point where I seriously considered deleting my blog because of the troll comments.  To be quite honest, they really got to me at first.  But then Hubby brought up a good point.

“So you’re going to let some anonymous assholes undo all the hard work you’ve done over the last few months?”

Short answer: NO!  Longer answer: My ingrained belligerence came in handy.  I simply stuck my heels in and REFUSED to ALLOW them to upset me.  Now, if a troll comment does seem to bother me, I’m more bothered by the blatant stupidity the troll reveals than anything.  Stupidity is my biggest pet peeve, so it’s not a surprise that troll stupidity would bother me.  (I do distinguish between ignorance and stupidity.  An ignorant person can be taught.  Stupid people are hopeless.)  Most of the time?  They’re just ridiculous.

4.  I spoke up to my chosen family* about my views on FA and fat in general. I posted about it here.  Honestly, I was a little scared to say anything, but I was too drunk at the time to care.  But now that I’ve said it, I’m glad I did.  My chosen family did not look at me like I’d grown a second head or gone crazy or anything like I had feared.  As a matter of fact, one person verbally agreed with me.  I hope I’ve given them something to think about.  If nothing else, I hope I’ve given them a seed with which to grow a better sense of self-worth.

5.  Through loving myself, I have built a better relationship with my husband than I ever thought I could have. This is another thing I’ve blogged about, here.  I’ve gone from thinking I needed an action plan for WHEN we got divorced (I had seriously come to the point where I felt it was a foregone conclusion) to thinking I was an idiot for thinking that way in the first place.

Wow.  That was actually really hard to do.  I had to save this as a draft for a couple of days in order to get through it all.  I’m glad I did, though; it was definitely worth it.  🙂

* – When I say “chosen family,” I’m referring to my best friend’s family.  I believe I’ve mentioned it before, but they have completely absorbed me into their family, to the point that I’m being invited to birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, etc., not just in my best friend’s immediate family (kids, grandkids, etc.), but in her extended family as well (sisters, nieces, nephews, the lot).  There is only ONE person in her ENTIRE family that doesn’t like me, and I don’t care, ‘cuz nobody likes HER, either!

Friday Fun: If I won the lottery, I would…..?

This is, of course, assuming it’s one of those huge multi-million jackpot lotteries.

If I won the lottery, the first thing I would do is get a cashier’s check for $500,000, get on a plane to Chicago, and when my grandmother opened the door, I would just hand it to her.  She’s been trying to sell the house for a couple of months now, and I have a problem with the idea of someone outside of our family owning in it (my grandfather built that house! Grandma designed it!  I grew up there!  My children started out their lives there!), so it would be a win-win situation all around.  Then I would go over to my childhood best friend’s parents’ house and hire them as property managers.  Hell, if S (the childhood best friend) and her husband wanted to live there, they could rent it!  (I don’t have a problem with other people LIVING in the house, just OWNING it. I didn’t say it was a rational emotion!)

I’d give my mother $100,000.  My stepfather died back in March, and while he did leave her a good amount in life insurance, she’s currently going to college and only working part-time as a tutor.  I’d be happy to help her be able to finish her degree without having to worry about money until well after she graduated.

I’d pay for my little sister R to hire a lawyer.  She’s currently going through some trauma concerning custody issues with her son.  She’s being railroaded by both her ex and the state, and is in quite a bind.  She needs professional guidance but can’t afford to get it herself, and I would be more than happy to help if I could.

I’d get all of our immigration paperwork sorted out, finally.  Actually, I’d probably have to do that FIRST, in order to be able to come BACK to the UK after surprising the hell out of my grandmother.  The only reason we haven’t gotten it all sorted out before is MONEY.  It costs money, just to have the government LOOK at your application.  Money is not something we have in abundance in this household.  So we’ve never done it.

I’d put trust funds away for all of my children.  Money they can use when they first go out on their own, or, if they so desire, to go back to the US.  I have explained to them that because of their nationalities (dual nationality in the case of the 2 youngest), they will have the choice between staying here or going back to the US when they’re old enough.

I would, of course, buy a house.  Or possibly have one built.  As much as I like the house we live in now, it’s not ideal.  The house itself needs work and the neighborhood leaves a lot to be desired.  Unfortunately, in our present financial condition, we didn’t have too many options when we were looking to move last year.  Not to mention the fact that we only had 6 weeks to find another place to live – that limits your options even more.  I do feel that, considering everything, we ended up lucky.  But if I won the lottery and had more money than I knew what to do with?  Oh yeah, we’d be movin’.  We’d probably leave most of the stuff we own and just take the sentimental items!  (At least that’s what Hubby’s always said.)

A lot of people would want to buy a car, but I’m not really sure that I’d want to.  Honestly, most of the time it’s simply unneccessary.  Sometimes it’d be nice to have a car, sure, but there are always taxis.  (And they’re not insanely expensive out here, either.  That helps.)  I have a feeling, though, that Hubby wouldn’t last a day or two without wanting to buy a car.  He’s the one that’s always complaining that we don’t have a car, whereas I don’t mind walking/riding the bus/taking taxis.  Especially now that Number One Daughter has a wheelchair.  It makes taking her out of the house a lot easier.  (She can walk, but she gets tired easily and then absolutely refuses to move anymore.  Believe me, trying to literally drag a 13 year old around is not easy.  The wheelchair makes it a win-win situation.  If she wants to walk, she can walk.  If she gets tired, she can go for a push instead.)

I’d get Hubby all the equipment he needs to set himself up as a professional photographer.  Hell, maybe even buy him a studio if that’s what he wants to do.

I’d start my own business – a yarn/craft store.  I already have an idea of what I’d sell and what I’d call it.  Winning the lottery would give me the capital I’d need to get it up and running.  And would allow for a cushion if the whole thing went belly-up.

I’d put a lot of money into savings/stocks/bonds/whatever – to earn interest and make more money.  If we win a multi-million ££/$$ jackpot, then we’re going to want this money to last the rest of our lives.

As you can see, I put a lot of thought into this.  Hubby and I actually do play the lottery every once in a while, usually when the jackpot is insanely big, and sometimes we get to daydreaming together.  While we don’t exactly hold our breaths expecting to actually WIN the lottery, the fact is, SOMEBODY’S going to win it, and it’ll never happen if we don’t buy a ticket!  🙂  So when we’ve got the cash to spare, we drop a couple quid on it.  Like the old McDonald’s commercials used to say…. “it could happen!”

Edited for hebetudinous troll Tara: bad at math tax?  What is a math tax?  Is the U.S. taxing you on mathetmatics classes now?  Do you have to pay the government a portion of your income for learning how to add?  Is there a Science tax?  A History tax?  A Social Studies tax? An English tax?  Should we start a fund?  Because you obviously need remedial English classes, and we wouldn’t want you to not be able to afford them.

Oh, and Britain doesn’t tax lottery winnings.  They’re viewed as gambling, which is also exempt from income tax.  Which works out well for me, I admit.