Earl Turn’s Me On
I was beginning to get a bit disappointed since it is September and we haven’t had any real tropical storms or hurricanes thus far this year. Yeah, I know. Some might say it’s a blessing or some sort of other positive shit.
But once you’ve lived in a tourist area for over 17 years, you look for the distraction. Oh, and the mandatory evacuation of all of those tourons is pretty exciting, too. Sometimes the blood life of the area gets to be quite annoying and I wish they would just go away. I know if that happened the Outer Banks would become the Ghost Banks as all but the retired and recluse would dry up and leave, so when something like Earl happens I get pretty turned on.
Plus, I suppose you could call me a disaster freak. I love watching disaster movies and following real-life disasters around the world. No, no, I am not the anti-Christ or a sadist. I just find them interesting, intriguing and awesome!
Okay, so I’ll explain. As I mentioned in a previous post, survival of the fittest is one of my strongest beliefs (I promise to get on my soapbox about that very soon) and disasters tend to work with that design. However, I think it’s more that I find human nature showing it’s true colors when the need is urgent.
There will always be those ass-holes that can’t seem to look beyond the “poor-me” syndrome or have the “to hell with everybody else” attitude, but mostly people put there differences, selfish tendencies and bad behaviors aside and step-up to the challenges faced during and after disasters.
It provides hope that human-kind is not a total disaster in and of itself! This is what really finds me in awe of any disaster. The humanitarian efforts and volunteerism of ordinary people. The strength and willingness of professionals that put their personal and family needs second to saving the masses.
It’s a wake up call, a slap in the face if you will, to provide us with a renewed sense of how equal we really are. How important each human is. How coming to the aid of others can save ourselves from getting lost in the “rat-race” of self-absorption.
So we prepare.
Yes, I am a main-lander now, living across the sound from the Outer Banks somewhere near the point of Sanderling, but we will still get quite a punch from the winds and rains. Generator, check. Gas, check. Flashlights, check. Batteries, check. Water, check. Food, check.
Propane for the grill, definitely! Beer and wine, absolutely! Can you believe they stop selling alcohol if a big hurricane hits??! I know, there are idiots who go overboard with that during disasters, but I’m all for a Hurricane Party.
For all my friends and family that live on the beach: stay safe and get out before you can’t if things go to hell! We got the room and you are welcome, just give me a ringy-ding.
So bring it on, Earl! Let’s see what you got!
Depression Hurts
Okay, so if you are you are medicated for some form of mental disorder that keeps you from committing crimes or hurting yourself and others, then this is not written for you. This goes out to the millions who cave to Big Pharma and have your purses and medicine cabinets chock full of drugs because you saw the latest ad or heard of the newest new drug to help you get through this thing called life…
Get a grip people! You don’t always need to run to the doctor because your feeling down and depressed over the latest crisis in your life. Feeling sad is natural when things go wrong or a loved one dies. Feelings of depression and grief are a process that every NORMAL human being goes through at some point.
You don’t always need drugs to mask what is really going on. Deal with your problems. Talk to your circle of friends. Talk to your pastor or priest. Discuss things with your husband. Or just plain confront the person who is causing you issue. Whatever is going on that sends you over the edge and thinking I need some drug to fix me is not the first step.
And yes, I have family members that take specific prescriptions. That is their choice and I don’t mean to offend any of them here. They all know how I feel anyway.
And yes, I have taken xanax and valium at different points in my life. But I don’t lean on them or turn to them when every incident comes my way that makes me feel sad, depressed or anxious.
I get so fed up with the rampant commercials that lead many to believe that all they need is a pill and all will be right with the world. There are too many natural ways to keep your sanity and mental health. Again this is not written for the psychotic and I am not a doctor so don’t try and hold liable for anyone reading this who goes off their meds because of what I say and ends up committing suicide.
I am simply stating the fact that most of the drugs that many people take are a sham. An experiment. The big pharmaceutical (Big Pharma) companies don’t know best. They simply are trying to get the population under control and line their pockets with big money. And many doctors get paid to push the drugs. Especially the new ones.
And don’t get me started on Big Pharma and vaccinations! It’s the same as far as I’m concerned. All you nay-sayer’s don’t bother giving me your two cents on this one. I’m a big fan of ‘survival of the fittest’, but I’ll save that for another post.
Hell, just keep it simple! Get enough exercise. I am going to begin a new exercise program that I hope to get my energy hopped up again. I don’t plan on getting a scrip to give me a lift. I’m taking matters into my own hands. Try it, I’ll keep posting on how it goes with me.
And jeez people! Sleep. That’s right. Just getting enough sleep can make a big difference. And Eat right (and organic local if possible). Have some sort of meditative or spiritual outlet. And when life shits on you and makes you crazy, depressed or uncomfortable in some way, deal with it. Talk about it. Share it. As an example, I write. Not just here, but in other venues. A journal or diary is a good outlet to start. Others might find comfort in music or painting.
One place that I suggest everyone check out is Dr. Mercola’s site. At www.mercola.com you will find important truths and alternatives to drug use for most issues, but mostly it is a place to get informed. Information is power and with it you should be able to come to a better way than being drugged in order to live your life.
So this is my rant for today. Sorry for the length and hope someone takes something positive out of it.
Road Tripping with the 10 Year Old Girlie
Seven hours later, two movies (portable DVD player) and three times listening to Emily Osment we (me and my 10 year old grand-niece) arrived at my daughter-in-laws house. This was yesterday and so far it’s been dinner at Olive Garden, swimming in the pool, watching movies and getting to bed about midnight.
Today has been Ihop, a trip to the park and mani/pedi’s. Now the girls are making Yakisoba for a late lunch and I am taking a much needed break to type up this post. And rest I had better since we will be hitting the mall later, for sure.
Then it’s on the road again to head back home: 7 hours later, 2 movies and numerous times listening to Emily Osment. Better buy her a new CD at the mall later or one of us might night make it back!
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