Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Stranger Danger Reality Check

I honestly figured that as soon as I would begin a blog, my life would become extremely clear of all adventure, fun, and anything worth writing about. Only to realize a few days later that wasn't the case because,... 
  1. My life was becoming more eventful(and not just because the holiday season is around the corner.)
  2. Almost anything is something to write about.
Luckily, life decided that since I'm just beginning my blog, it would go easy on me and hand me something to talk about. YAY :)

On Friday night, Brenden and I decided to go on a date. We hadn't really gone on one since our anniversary in August, so I was a little desperate for some out of the house, without pajamas, mommy and daddy time. I am literally losing all my color, summer glow=GONE so it was definitely necessary.
I would put a picture of my LOVELY vampire looking skin here but obviously it's not so flattering. :(

We were planning on going to the movies, but as many people don't know with newborns, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE. You have a tiny little window in which you can be completely ready to leave the house before the baby gets hungry again, or he sh*ts his pants, or he just DOES NOT want to be in the car seat any longer waiting on anybody. Since I don't want to sound like I'm still upset about this, because I'm not, I will leave out the gruesome details that would reflect negatively upon a very wonderful person. Everyone messes up. Things happen and we must usually be forgiving, and move on. The 3 of us(Brenden, Jude, and myself) ended up leaving Brenden's house at 9:30. By the time we got to my sister's house to drop off Jude it was already 10:20 and our plans to go to the movies had been foiled! Damn.(By the way, why would a movie theatre show opening movies at midnight but stop showing all other movies around 10 on any other day?!?!?!.) 

Soon after we noticed there was NO way we would catch any movie on time we rearranged our plans and ended up at IHOP, where our friend Christian works. We got a booth in his section and waited. Randomly, this extremely tall and really intimidating blonde woman walked in asking for a quiet booth with an electrical outlet carrying this"If you don't like me, EFF YOU" vibe on her face. Yes, her face. I could tell she came here often because she knew the workers by name and her order was shamelessly intricate. I did people watch her a little, but something about her was really interesting in my defense!!!! Eventually I worked up the courage to ask her what she was doing and if she went there often, her response being that she found it easier to work and study at IHOP with minor distractions like Facebook(that she could control) and dumb teenage kids yelling(which happened to be my friends haha) than to work at home with her bed just calling to her. Beds are truly evil captors that like to enslave humans with their comfortable pilllowy goodness. Such a GENIUS idea! (She turned out to be...not so genius.)

We started talking and I learned she had a bunch of degrees in all this stuff and nothing to show for it but a job at U of H that pays her practically nothing. She asked what I wanted to do with my life and what I wanted a career in, "Criminal Justice,"I responded. Only to have her completely shoot down my dreams and give me the most negative reality check ever. She said it would be NOTHING like T.V., which I knew but I sort of hoped it would be exciting at times. She totally crushed my hopes when she reminded me that I'm puny compared to most criminals and others in the force, and that absolutely no one would take me seriously. Also letting me know I probably wouldn't want to try and take down guys twice the size of me. Now. While this is true, this lady just KILLED my dream. She took me from my wonderful self confidence cloud and staked me to the ground with her super cold words. Woe...is me(at this point.)
She suggests I stay away from men dominant fields and go into a field which women excel in, such as...YOU GUESSED IT, nursing. She says that going into a field dominated by men I will only be trampled by...men. I know that not everyone gets to do something amazing, and that not everyone beats the odds and does something really cool like be the only woman in a badass office and happens to be in charge of quite a few things(which I am proud to say my sister is! Congrats Mia <3) but even if you are trying to help me by telling me what won't benefit me, how dare you try to stop someone who wants to do something great with their lives? Even if I'm unsure I'll be a detective some day, the only way for one of us "less dominant" beings to break the ice and succeed in a man dominant field is to go for it. I don't know if I will or won't, because once I go into college, my opinion may change and I may want to work in a different field.

There's a reason we have hopes and dreams, and that's to fuel us into the future. If we have nothing to look forward to, we become lazy and quit reaching for the stars. I guess this leads me to my point: real family is THE greatest creation ever. No matter how much they may think you might not succeed, they'll keep you believing in yourself and what you aspire to be. Family gives you reality checks, but they don't crush your dreams and they only help you to get to where you want to be. As real as this lady(whose name I do not know) was with me about what I want to be, it's not something to tell a dreamer with a family who would help her move a mountain. I want to thank my mommy for never telling me I couldn't do something and always expecting the best of me, because she knew it was what was best FOR me. Because of my family, this lady who's clearly been effed over by the world will not influence my choices in my educational career. 


Love all, 
Anabee<3