Last year, I stole an awesome idea from one of my internet stalkees, Alida, and I did the 31-for-31 thingie. I liked it so much, I’m going to do it again for my birthday this year! (For quick refreshment: In Part 1, you are meant to list 31 things you want to do this year. In part 2, you are meant to list 31 things you’ve learned this year.)
Of my 31 to-dos, here was what I accomplished:
- Get my arm back to 100% (or preferably, 120%) – Yeah bitches!!! I’M BIONIC NOW! And thankfully, the scar healed up a bit more so I can be less vain about being attacked by Somali pirates. But the plate sticks out all the time and it’s still frustratingly uncomfortable (as well as one of the screws starting to work its way out), so I may end up removing it soon. We’ll see.
- Be diligent with physical therapy, and stop being so pig-headed and impatient about how long it takes to freaking heal a stupid bone (Ahem.) – I followed this advice, which is why my arm is super-ridiculously-strong now. My husband, who separated his shoulder JUST AS I WAS GETTING BETTER last March, did not do his physical therapy, and now looks like the Huncharm of Houston. I told him that would happen, and he was pig-headed and impatient, and that’s what he gets for it. I can’t take him anywhere with me now. (Just kidding, baby. You’re still beautiful.)
- Buy a boat (30-34ft preferably) – Bought a 32ft catamaran! Husband spent about two months solid fixing it up in North Carolina while I
worked on the house watched Netflix.
- Start jogging – I actually started jogging in March 2012 (as soon as my doctor said I could), and then I got a workout buddy and started going to high-intensity spin classes shortly thereafter.
- Get good enough at jogging to start running (if doctor says it’s okay!) – See above!
- Lose 25 pounds (minimum) – I lost 35 pounds. :) Spin classes paid off! Continue reading
And we’re back for Part 2 of the 31 for 31! (For those that are here for the first time and are feeling lost, you can go here to see Part 1).
Part 2 begins!
31 Things Life has Taught Me (So Far):
- Things are never black and white.* (Except for pandas and zebras.)
- Everything is a social construction. Race, ethnicity, gender, class, sexual orientation, political affiliation, monogamy, how you should wear your hair, how you should dress, how you should speak, what you should eat, taboos, what is and isn’t legal, money…it’s all a construct of society. What’s considered normal to you is not normal – it’s just a social construction. Things are treated as normal or abnormal because people agree to treat it that way. The next time you make a judgment based on someone’s sexuality, what color their hair or skin is, how many tattoos or piercings they have, how much money they have, take a beat and remember that it’s all a social construct. There’s no such thing as race – we are all people. Money is only paper and metal coins – we give meaning to it. We created social constructs as a way of continuing an “Us versus Them” mentality. If we say that someone is Black and another is White, we can separate them into categories and apply value to one category over another. If we say that he is Democrat and she is Republican, we can then assign value to those terms and it allows us to discriminate, judge, and marginalize people (when usually, their belief systems align more often than not). It’s a social construct that men are Continue reading
So I don’t know if I mentioned it or not (and I’m too lazy to go look it up), but I celebrated my 31st birthday on January 17th (a Tuesday). I celebrated it by laying in bed, with the highlight of my day being going to Chili’s (free dessert!) and working. Yay.
However, the weekends preceding and succeeding my birthday were awesome, under the circumstances. I got to actually hang out with some friends the Saturday before (my first foray out into the world with a broken collarbone), most of whom I hadn’t seen in a while. We had steaks and great conversation, though there was one minor mishap where a friend slapped my injured arm. I cried a little, but then I got over it. Plus her reaction was far too funny, so I hurt myself laughing more than anything. :) My moms drove in the Sunday before to take me to birthday lunch and hang out. The following weekend, my bestie Amanda (who also slapped me on the arm, THRICE! I have violent friends.) drove in from Austin and we traded my original Laser Tag party for a game night around the house (EPIC! If you haven’t heard of Cards Against Humanity, go to the link and make it yours). There was cake, queso, and uproarious laughter. Friends drove in from out of town to ring in my 31st with much cheer. It wasn’t my best birthday, but given the limitations, it was truly a great time.
In other birthday-related news: One of my high school drill team friends and I have only 6 days between birthdays (happy birthday, Alida!), and she came up with a brilliant idea that I’m 100% stealing away from her. So there. Continue reading