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The importance of being honest

November 15, 2016 by Jana 13 Comments

If you’ve spent any time around these parts, you know that one trait I cannot stand is lying. I have a zero tolerance policy for it. If you say you’re going to do something, do it. If you’ve done something, admit it. I might be angry at the action or lack of but I’ll be even angrier if you lie to me about it. I find lying to be one of the most contemptible, reprehensible behaviors and, if you lie to me, we’re essentially done. I already have major trust issues; I don’t need them confirmed with lies (in fact, being lied to is precisely WHY I have trust issues but that’s another topic).

But I get that sometimes a lie might be necessary or not entirely mean spirited. For instance, your weight on your driver’s license (why is this even still a thing?). Telling a 6 year old that Santa is real. Or pretending you’re going to a nice dinner when it’s really a surprise party. Shit like that. I can let those types of lies pass.

However, there’s a whole list of lies I cannot. Here’s a sample:

  • Seeing someone with food in their teeth and say no if they ask. Especially if that person is me. If I ask and I do, let me know. I don’t want to walk around like that. See also: tags sticking out of clothes, toilet paper on shoe
  • Breaking or losing something I’ve lent you and then pretending like nothing happened. Just tell me. I won’t be mad. I promise.
  • If you’re angry with me. I cannot stand passive aggressive behavior and if I’ve done something to upset or anger you, please tell me so we can work it out. We’re adults.
  • Telling me I look good in an outfit if I, in fact, do not. Trust when I say you can’t be harsher on me then I am on myself.
  • Continuing to work or maintain a relationship with me when you no longer want to but instead of saying something, you just disappear or forget to get back to me or something else shady. Just own up to your feelings. I can take it. Ghosting is the ultimate insult.
  • Making promises you don’t keep.
  • Pretending to be something or someone you’re not.

Even more than the things you should always be honest with me about is one key thing you need to be honest with yourself about. And that thing is being honest about what you want from, well, life in general. What are your goals? What do you see your life looking like 5, 10, 20 years from now? What’s important to you? You have to admit those things, sans fear of judgement, because it’s your life. You need to do you. And you can’t fret about upsetting or displeasing someone else, even if that person is a parent or spouse. You need to prioritize your happiness and enjoyment.

If you’re worried it’s too late, it’s not. You can always, ALWAYS start over.

I know because I’m right there with you.

I recently found a picture of 24 year old me. She was so full of everything–confidence and hope and promise and believed in herself and her goals. Then I look at a picture of 39 year old me and holy shit, have I let younger me down. I have not fulfilled any of the promises I made her.

I am a liar.

I hate that about me.

I will tell you, it makes me insanely uncomfortable to admit certain things to myself (never mind out loud). It’s that whole “deep down in places you don’t talk about at parties” part of myself that I’m scared of. I’m scared to stop lying and start owning what I know is my truth. But I know that the only way anything will change is if I do that.

Being honest is fucking scary, y’all.

But if we’re not honest, then we’re liars.

And liars are assholes.

Let’s not be assholes.

 

 

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Friday Six Pack: Now what?

November 11, 2016 by Jana 11 Comments

This recap seems unnecessary and irrelevant and unimportant given the week’s events but let’s do it anyway.

Friday Six Pack

    • Picked up Chuck Klosterman’s new book (fun fact: we have the same birthday) and Tig Notaro’s book. Muddled through The Summer That Melted Everything. Thanks to everyone who participated in Show Us Your Books and we have two(!) next month, one on December 13 (the regular monthly one) and the other on December 27 (favorites of the year).
    • Started Good Girls Revolt. Seems extra apropos now.
    • I didn’t want to give any more attention to the election results but in light of several events, I have to. While I’m trying my hardest to convince my daughter that everything will be okay, I’m finding it incredibly difficult to do so. I have friends–close friends–who are afraid for their safety and the safety of their children. I don’t blame them, not when there are stories of swastikas graffitied on store fronts and Muslim women being assaulted and black baby dolls found hanging from nooses. I don’t even want to discuss the fact that my friend was called a cunt for saying she doesn’t like Trump. This is despicable. It is disgusting. It is everything our country is not supposed to be and my heart is shattered. And as our now leader, he has a responsibility to condemn this behavior. Try to curtail it. But he won’t. He’s proud of it, and he condones it not just with his actions but his refusal to own responsibility for making this shit acceptable again. EXCEPT THAT IT’S NOT. And while some might be running for Canada or other countries, I plan to stay right here and fight in any way I can to make this shit stop. #nastywomanforlife
    • I recently took inventory of all the things I have with polka dots. Official tally: almost everything I own except my clothes save for one polka dot cardigan. I want to say it’s a problem except…no. It’s not. I LOVE POLKA DOTS AND I AM NOT ASHAMED.
    • This made me laugh. We all need to laugh.math-problem
    • Song of the week: “Still Breathing” by Green Day. Here’s the video rather than just audio. It’s pretty powerful.

And since it’s Veteran’s Day here in the U.S., I want to take a moment to thank anyone who’s served. This week more than any other week in my memory, I appreciate what you’ve done to protect our freedoms, specifically our freedoms to disagree open with our government.

I hope you all have a great weekend and try to take some time to recover. As for me, I’ll be visiting with a friend and recording an episode of my new true crime podcast that I’m hosting with my friend Athena. More info on that when we’re ready to roll!

 

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Post-election words for my daughter

November 9, 2016 by Jana 15 Comments

Last night, my country elected a racist, misogynistic, xenophobic, socially regressive demagogue and his homophobic running mate into the 2 highest offices possible. I haven’t fully comprehended quite how it happened, although, if I’m being completely honest, I kind of do. And it makes me incredibly sad.

My daughter, the champion badass that she is, tried to stay awake as long as possible, keeping hope alive that things would turn and she would go to bed in a world where Hillary was winning. She cried when it didn’t. And now it’s my job to explain to her that even though our country is on fire, it’ll all be okay. And not simply because we live in a state that just elected our first female black representative but because we live in a country that, despite the horrific outcome of last night’s election, has this:

  • People who will stand up to the bigotry and hatred and fight for what’s right
  • A system that allows us to be outspoken and critical of our government and people screaming their discontent as loud as they can
  • A generation of kids my daughter’s age who see what’s going on and who have parents that encourage them to get involved and who will do so because they want to do better than we did
  • A Constitution that protects basic rights and, despite the way it might appear, will continue to protect those rights
  • Resilience
  • An election cycle that will hopefully undo this shitshow in 4 years

Donald Trump might be our president-elect but he can’t control what goes on in our living rooms. He can’t stop me from teaching my daughter the value and importance of compassion and tolerance. He can’t stop me from teaching her that bullying is wrong and acceptance is right. He can’t stop me from teaching her that her vote matters, even in a country that makes her feel like it doesn’t. He can’t stop me from teaching her that “NO” is a complete sentence and no one has the right to touch her anywhere he wants simply because he thinks he can. He can’t stop me from teaching her that love is love. He can’t stop me from teaching her that she needs to educate herself and not fall prey to shiny, empty promises. He can’t stop me from teaching her that name calling and mockery are not a dignified way to get what what you want. He can’t stop me from teaching her to use her voice to express her discontent. He can’t stop me from teaching her that we’ve come too far as a country to turn back now. He can’t stop me from teaching her that yes, you need to respect the office of the president, but that he is #notmypresident.

He is not reflective of our family’s values and beliefs. He is not reflective of my vision and hope for this country’s future. He is not reflective of my vote.

So, to my daughter, I also say: I’m sorry this country let you down. I’m sorry we showed that the 2nd amendment is more important than the 19th. I’m sorry we showed that the behavior you’re learning is unacceptable was just condoned and given incredible power. I’m sorry we didn’t do enough. I hope that my deepest fears about the results never come to fruition and that it’s rage and sadness rather than logic talking now. I hope that as far as racial and social progress go, we continue moving forward rather than backward. I hope that we don’t leave you an insurmountable mess to fix when you’re my age.

But please don’t surrender to fear and know that we, and our country, will survive this.

It will all be okay.

In the words of Bob Marley, Every little thing gonna be alright.

 

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Friday Six Pack: CUBS WIN

November 4, 2016 by Jana 9 Comments

Friday Six Pack

    • Finished Behind Closed Doors and Between the World and Me. Picked up The Mothers. Show Us Your Books this Tuesday, November 8. That’s also Election Day so please go vote before you indulge in book nerdiness.
    • Resisted all binge watching, including the new season of The Fall for which I am monumentally excited. Watched nothing else because…
    • THE WORLD SERIES. Holy shit. What a fucking series. I’m not a Cubs or Indians fan (raging Mets fan over here) but OMG. Game 7 was probably the best game I’ve ever watched. Ever in my whole life. Incredible isn’t even a descriptive enough word for what happened. I got teary and emotional and it all felt like I was watching a movie instead of real life. I can’t even imagine how Cubs fans feel. It’s pretty amazing to think that in the last decade or so we’ve seen the Red Sox AND the Cubs break their streaks (Indians, I’m seriously pulling for you next year). Also, with the Indians in the World Series, it made my chronic quoting of Major League appropriate instead of weird. And Anthony Rizzo is my new favorite person.
    • And while we’re talking about history, can we talk about the CMAs honoring Dolly Parton with the Willie Nelson Lifetime Achievement Award? She’s the first woman to win it and it’s just another in a long line of accomplishments and achievements and trailblazing she’s done. I could go on for many, many words about Dolly as I love her so. But you know what made the whole thing better besides her awesome speech? Seeing the tribute to her done by women. ALL WOMEN. No men (Pentatonix gets a pass). You know why? Because women kick just as much as ass as men and sometimes, men just need to shut up, sit down, and watch what women can do. (Remember this on Tuesday, too)
    • Received my Plum Paper planner. I’d been wanting one and after Kristen’s review, I bit the bullet and purchased one for myself. And since Kathy requested it, I’ll do a whole post detailing my experience thus far. Reader’s Digest version: I fucking love it.
    • Song of the week. I wanted to do a Dolly song but I know I keep saying I’m going to do a Breaking Benjamin song so instead of either, let’s go in a completely different direction and use this song by Skillet. They happen to be the child’s favorite band and this song is empowering as fuck:

So that’s all for this week. Don’t forget to set your clocks back an hour on Saturday night unless you live in a place that recognizes how stupid daylight savings time actually is although I am looking forward to it being light when I wake up in the morning. See you on Tuesday for Show Us Your Books!

 

 

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High school never ends

November 3, 2016 by Jana 13 Comments

Do you guys know that Bowling for Soup song? It’s a pretty catchy song if you haven’t heard of it. It also makes some really good points. Which is a nice twist.

Here’ it is so you can listen:

Anyway, before we really get started here, I want to say that OF COURSE high school ends. And no one was happier about that than I. The day I graduated ranks in the top 5 days of my life. I hated high school. A lot. I couldn’t wait to leave and honestly, part of why I picked the college I did was because not many people from my school went there so the chances of running into anyone was slim. Just the way I liked and wanted it. I mean, it’s not that I went to a bad school. Quite the opposite. Learning wise, I know how great my high school was. But the people. Holy shit, the people. The atmosphere. The everything. Toxic to me. But I am a much better person because I both went there and I left.

So there’s that.

But back to the point.

In the aforementioned song, the band references the fact that they really haven’t changed much since high school. I agree with that. I mean, not for them because I don’t know them personally, but for me. Yes, I have changed–grown and matured and all that. But there are still a whole bunch of things about me that are exactly the same as when I was in high school. Things like:

  • The music I listen to. I have always, always been a rock chick. It’s my go-to genre. In fact, as I type this I am listening to Shinedown radio on Spotify. Back then, it was more hairbands and Rush and classic rock. Guess what? Still love that stuff. Still listen to it frequently.
  • How I spend my money. Nail polish, music, books, concerts, makeup. 1995-check. 2016-check.
  • My love of drugstores. When I was in high school and wanted a break from homework or whatever, I’d drive to this enormous drugstore near my house. I’d browse all the aisles, looking at all the things and never leaving without buying something. As an adult? Same. And Ulta and Sephora are just larger extensions of drugstore makeup sections.
  • Music and books over TV. To this day, I’d still rather listen to a playlist or the radio or read a book than turn on the TV. I never watched much TV as a kid and still don’t, despite what my binge watching habits might indicate. Fun fact: I do not have a TV in my bedroom and have no plans to put one in. Another fun fact: My husband hates this.
  • My hatred of pants. The first thing I would do upon getting home from school, besides have a snack, was change out of my jeans and into comfy pants. Generally sweats that were 8 sizes too big. Nowadays it’s more yoga pants and I wear them 90% of the time because fuck real pants.
  • Matt Damon. My favorite since 1992.
  • An overwhelming feeling of being unsettled. The wanderlust in me is real. Always has been, as long as I can remember. I love traveling and seeing new places and experiencing all the new things. I was fortunate to travel a lot as a kid and teenager and it stuck.
  • True crime. You guys know I love all things dark and murdery and true crime and criminal justice but this dates back as long as I can remember. While normal kids were reading whatever it was normal kids read, I was reading Christopher Pike’s creepy ass teenage murder books and books about Ted Bundy and Jack the Ripper.
  • Being an introvert. Living the introvert life since 1977.

It’s pretty interesting to me to look back at how much I’ve changed as a person but my interests are consistent. Then again, there’s also a whole list of things I hated in high school but love now. Like dogs. I can’t imagine my life without them now but when my sisters were begging for one, I threatened to move out. Not even kidding.

So I guess not everything is the same as it was back then.

How about you guys? How have you stayed the same since high school?

 

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