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I haven’t linked up with Lauren and Bre in awhile and I don’t even know if they still have the linkup but I had it on my calendar so here we are.

Ordinarily I like to have a theme for my recommendations but this month is just a collection of random things I like that I think you should, too. 


Not hotdog. It’s an app and honestly, it’s pretty fucking stupid but if you’re a fan of Silicon Valley on HBO, then this is the best app you will ever use. If you’re not a fan, this should sort of give you an idea as to what it does:

Blue Lizard sunscreen. Our pediatrician recommended this to us when the child was a baby and we have used almost nothing else since. It has a UV sensitive bottle that changes colors so you know when you should apply (to be fair, if you’re at the beach, it will be blue the whole time unless you’re in the shade or later in the day. Then it’s a light blue instead of raging angry blue) and it’s super thick so a little goes a long way. It’s not the cheapest you’ll buy but it’s worth every penny.

Tervis cups. I have an entire cabinet of these and if it were up to me, all of our glasses would be replaced with them. They’re basically indestructible (which is awesome when you’re clumsy), you can get them in just about any theme or pattern you can think of, some are insulated, and I will love them forever.

Spotify Daily Mix. Use Spotify? Then you need to check out your daily mixes. They’re playlists that the app picks for you, there’s like 6 to choose from and it’s different every single day. Mine are typically a combination of some favorites, some forgotten songs, and ones I’ve never heard. And sometimes, they just get me.

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas. I know. I raved about it during Show Us Your Books. And on IG. And in a Friday six pack post. But in case you missed all of those, I am STRONGLY recommending you read it. Even if you’re not a big reader. Please. Read this book. 

What are you recommending this month?

Things I don’t ever feel like doing

Totally borrowing this idea from Steph.

Running

Laundry

Gardening

Vacuuming

Cleaning the litter box

Ironing

Shoe shopping

Talking to people I don’t like

Going outside in the rain

Crafting

Wearing sleeveless anything. Or shorts

Making waffles

Sitting in traffic

Arguing with uninformed people

Finishing a book I don’t like

Watching reality TV

Golf

Going to Walmart

Making blog images

How about you? What are some things you don’t ever feel like doing?

TV pet peeves

I’ve been watching a lot some TV and movies lately and some shit is really on my nerves. Let’s discuss:

  • Why does no one start a car with a key? How do these magic cars start? 
  • Teeth brushing. Just use some damn toothpaste. Your water isn’t fooling anyone
  • Perfectly decorated and clean houses everywhere. Except when they want to represent poor people. Then the houses are dirty. Like FILTHY. I don’t get that stereotype and quite frankly, it pisses me off. Economic status does not always equal level of cleanliness and organization
  • No one says goodbye when they hang up the phone. Manners exist in real life. Why not movies?
  • All the pushed up against a wall sex. It looks painful and uncomfortable and awkward because hello height differences and are that many people having sex that way?
  • Cheerleader tropes. I’m confident I’ve ranted about this before but honestly, the cheerleaders I know don’t dress or act like that and MAYBE they wouldn’t have to fight against the horrible stereotype movies and TV perpetuate if people who write those tropes would knock it the fuck off See also: buffoon dads
  • WHY SO MUCH VOMIT?
  • Gun usage. Not so much that there is gun usage but more a matter of how does everyone know how to use a gun? I don’t know how to properly use a gun and I was forced to take self-defense and that included dismantling (disarming?) a gun. Still can’t shoot it
  • The perfect manicures and the frequency with which nail polish colors change. You want to show real? Show a woman with chipped nail polish. See also: no wardrobe repeats

Do you have any movie or TV pet peeves?

It’s my birthday and I’ll philosophize if I want to

I KNOW! A Monday post from me! But it’s my birthday and I do what I want. 

So, a few weeks ago, someone found my site by searching for “don’t give a fuck anymore”. I hope they meant it in a good way, like the Sarah Knight Life Changing Magic of Not Giving a Fuck way and not in a mental health depression way because that makes me concerned and I hope they’re okay, but either way, this is clearly a topic that’s near and dear to my heart. I know I’ve written about things I don’t care about before (you can read a couple of my favorites here and here and here) but in honor of my 40th birthday, here’s yet another incomplete list of things that I’ve learned are completely unimportant and a list of things that are and they’re in no particular order or even separate lists or because that’s how my mind works now. 

  • How much money you make. I’ve met rich people who are stingy assholes and poor people who would give you their last and only sandwich. It’s not about how much money you have. It’s about what you do with it and how you treat people. 
  • Speaking of money, if it’s not my budget, it’s not my business. I give zero fucks about how other people choose to spend their money and you will get zero judgment from me if you make a choice I wouldn’t. I might not understand your choice or make that one for myself but I don’t have to live with your wallet. 
  • Your religion. Okay, that sounds wrong. But what I mean is that I don’t care who or what you worship, or if you worship at all, because it genuinely doesn’t matter to me. We can be friends regardless as long as you’re not harming anyone or leading a cult. 
  • What you feed your kids (if you have them). Are they fed? Good. 
  • Speaking of kids, it’s unimportant to me how many you have or if you have them at all. I love my non-parent friends as much as my parent friends and I also believe that having kids doesn’t make you superior to anyone and that having 5 kids doesn’t make you superior to those with 1. It’s not a fucking contest. It does take a village so let’s all work together to raise a generation of caring, compassionate, driven, helpful, decent people. 
  • Comparing myself, my situation, my progress, my kid, my anything to anyone else. I do me. You do you. There’s room for all of us to succeed and be happy. I’ve said it before and it bears repeating: success is not a finite resource. It’s not cake. 
  • Take risks. Or don’t. It’s up to you and what you feel comfortable with and I don’t care one way or the other. I just want you to be happy with your choices and if you want to do something that scares you, I’ll be there to support you. I will encourage but never pressure and if staying in your comfort bubble makes you happy, then I’ll support that, too. 
  • One more thing about kids and this one is preachy rather than an important vs. unimportant musing. If you choose to have them, remember that they are not there to fix your past mistakes or live your missed opportunities. They are their own people with their own minds and interests and gifts and talents. Your kids’ accomplishments are your kids’ accomplishments. They are not yours. Be proud of them, encourage them, and provide options and opportunities as time and money allow for it. But let them make their own choices. 
  • Social status, or perceived social status, is an absolute load of shit. We don’t live in a caste system, no one is better than anyone, and how you treat animals, service and retail workers, and the elderly will tell me more about you than anything else.  
  • Other’s opinions of you, at the end of the day, don’t matter. It means nothing to me if someone thinks I’m fat or lazy or the grammar police or a terrible mother or a good mother or funny or anything else. I have to look in the mirror at the end of the day and be okay with myself and how I lived that day. 

For more of what I believe, you can also read my 14 Commandments, life lessons from my grandfather, and 38 pearls of wisdom (I wrote that on my 38th birthday). 

Let me be clear that my beliefs, my thoughts, and my opinions are fluid and when I turn 50, they might change. Most likely not but I’m open minded and I’m willing to see what the next 10 years have in store. 

And now that my brain is exhausted from all this deep stuff, I will eat carrot cake and take a nap because that’s how you celebrate your birthday when you’re 40.

I am tired

I wish I had more to say about everything that’s happened in the two weeks since I last posted but at this point, I’m out of words. I’m broken up over Chris Cornell (and let it be known that we should not be concerned with mental health issues in the wake of a celebrity suicide. We need to be concerned EVERY SINGLE DAY because suicide is real and tragic and hopefully, one day, completely preventable), I’m broken over the bombing in Manchester, I’m angry and frustrated that nothing, NOTHING, seems to affect 45’s administration, and I’m to the point that constant vigilance has left me exhausted

Of hatred

Of bombings and senseless murders

Of ignorance

Of injustice

Of rhetoric

Of lies

Of party lines

Of discrimination

Of empty promises

Of bullying

Of pettiness

Of nonsensical bullshit.

But yet, despite all of that, I am hopeful.

That common sense will prevail

That unity will happen

That discrimination will end

That compassion and love will win.

And that’s all I’ve got today. 

 

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