The Feeling of Poop

So, it has been a week sense my knee surgery and all I can say is, "I wish I didn't feel so poopy."  But on a more important note, this length of a week has given me ample time to play with Blogspot and explore the internet.  My finding have been pretty good and I have been even happier in rediscovering some sites I used to enjoy visiting.  Like I said before, I used to be an avid blogger and had plenty of online friends, but because of prior commitments and such it was hard to keep in touch.  Hopefully I can reacquaint myself with those people.  You know who you are!  I also hope to make plenty of new ones.  I am going to add a new section on the sidebar displaying some of my favorite and often visited blogs, so other visitors can have the pleasure of viewing their sites.

Sunday Always Turns into Monday
Well today is Sunday and tomorrow is Monday...and the week will drag on.  But today I need to make some goals and get some things off of my chest.  One, I really need to get caught up on all the school work I have missed because of my surgery.  My dad just came up and said, "Grades turn into money for college."  Which he's totally right, but it just puts a lot of pressure and responsibility on me!  Two, continue building up my blog.  I don't want a blog that no one looks at, which is what it is right now.  Three, continue to make progress in rehab for my knee.  I am so limited in having crutches being my only way of moving "easily" around.  My physical therapist was pleasantly surprised by how well I was doing and hopefully I can keep surprising the PT.

Who Are We to Judge?
Now here's a topic that I am constantly picking fights with people.  What is normal?  It is so subjective and it's crazy that people judge others on their normalcy.  Now the world does have standards in which you can go beyond and be considered mentally unstable, but just because you like something that some people don't, doesn't make you any less normal then the next person.  One person can think what they are doing is normal, but at the same time someone can think you are weird and what they are doing is normal and vice versa.  How can we judge people when everything we do may be considered weird by other people.  It makes no sense to me!  The only way to be safe is being part of the majority.  But that is how we get into the problem of racism and being judgmental.  The majority gets to decide what is normal and what is weird, and I find that so unfair.  When people decide they want to be above normal or below,  the world pushes, shoves, and shuns you until you drop come back to what is "normal."  Only the brave succeed in being beyond standards and those are the people I have such respect for.

Inspiration of the Day
I happened by a blog by Merrilee called Mer Mag.  Her posts seem to be pretty spectacular, but one of my favorites was the first one.  She's a mother and was playing with toys that belonged to her children.  Nothing surprising there, we as people will do anything in order to keep ourselves away from boredom.  She took it a step further and made an accessory out of it.  Then she proceeded to wear it out in public for everyone to see.  I applaud her and her toy bead necklace.