My View on Age and Marriage

Being a young whipper-snapper of 19 years and in a serious relationship I am oft told of the perils of marrying too young. In fact many people have told me that I shouldn't even be in a serious relationship at my age. My question is, what age must a person hit where all of the sudden they are ready to get married? Is the 27th birthday something like the 21st where the day before you were much too immature to marry/drink but the day you hit that age, suddenly, miraculously you emerge armed with knowledge and experience, ready to take on the responsibility. But not everyone even agrees on 27, some say wait until your 30's! No across the board generalizations are true (I just made one there; paradox?) and maturity levels by age certainly are not. I, for one, know a 32 year old woman whom I do not think should marry (a second time). Some people just aren't cut out for it and some people just aren't ready. Am I ready, you ask? Yes. Many people who have hit their 30's feel enormous pressure to get married, so they find someone halfway suitable and marry him because their parents are getting worried, the biological clock is ticking, and society says so. If I, on the other hand, get married, it would be against the grain of society and against (almost) all advice. This either shows that I am profoundly immature, or profoundly devoted. I don't mean to herald my maturity but I have never been called immature in my life and have been literally called, in the words of my friend, "the oldest 19 year old I've ever met." Because although I am 19 I am old enough to know that marriage is about more than love. It is about commitment and dedication and trust and what we lack in age, we make up for in those departments.

The only people that have encouraged my feelings and plans are my grandparents. Someone might say they are old-fashioned but look at their track record. My grandmother on my mom's side stayed with my grandfather until he died two years ago and my other grandparents celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary this year. Call me crazy but I put a lot of stock in their opinions and advice on marriage.

My Bunny Loves Me I Promise..

Lu and I had a bit of a run-in today. The scratches actually look worse now. The story is as follows: I read online and in "Rabbits for Dummies" that the Holland Lop rabbit is a long-haired breed and therefore needs to be brushed daily. I have had Lulu for about two weeks now and I have not been able to brush her. She will now accept being petted for a bit while she sits next to me but will still freak if picked up. So I decided today was the day. I picked her up (without too much difficulty) and put her on my bed. I managed to get some brushes in while she was sitting beside me and dared to let thoughts of victory tiptoe into my mind until I saw her kind of hunch and scoot back (telltale pee signs), then everything went into slow motion I saw my hands move out to move her away but I couldn't get there in time. I saw the yellow puddle spreading through my light blue comforter. Really its my fault because obviously I don't learn from my mistakes. She peed on my last comforter as well.. She doesn't like being taken and forced into a new place that she hasn't explored on her own first (like my bed). She couldn't jump off (it's too high for a baby dwarf rabbit) and had only been up there once (too long ago for her baby attention span). So I tried to pick her up to put her back on the ground but I had already put it in her mind that me picking her up results in strange and terrifying situations so she struggled like mad; fur and nails and skin flying. And that is how I learned to wear a shirt whenever trying to get a rabbit to do something she doesn't want to do.

On the bright side I have discovered that she likes blankets and cardboard obstacle courses (free) as ideal playthings. Failed toys include: ping pong balls, hollow wooden ball, and carrot chew toy (all bought from the pet store). I guess she's low maintenance; I just wish I had figured that out before my Petco shopping spree.

Word of the Day

naughty: guilty of disobedience or misbehavior

Dinner View

I live in Hawaii. And it's awesome.

Word of the Day

bereft: lacking something needed, wanted, or expected

Uh Oh

Usually I have at least some random pictures left over to put up but this time... I really didn't take any today. SLACKING. Currently my bunny wants to venture outside of my room, I guess its just not enough anymore. But she needs to learn to pee in her litter box (AND ONLY HER LITTER BOX) before she gets to the great outdoors (the hallway). I need to make a trip to the pet store again because I got her a wicker ball (I hear they like them) and she ATE it. They're supposed to play with them but she didn't want to play she just wanted to eat it. Its gone except for a few strands now. So maybe I'll get a bunch? But what if they're not supposed to have WOOD in their diet. Who knows. I'll have to make a list for the vet I'm seeing on Thursday(who capitalizes the days of the week anymore). She'll probably be like so why did you take on a rabbit if you know NOTHING about rabbits? And I'll say: well I have read "Rabbits for Dummies."

I guess I've tried something new here, this stream of consciousness type writing. I really had no idea what I was going to talk about and I ended up saying what was on my mind, which truly is the purpose for this blog. Actually I don't know what the purpose of this blog is but I think I'm enjoying it.

Word of the day!

ritzy: impressively or ostentatiously fancy or stylish

(Btw I'm not sticking to Merriam Webster's decision anymore, I've decided to maybe use theirs as inspiration but really choose the words I like, like ritzy. Isn't that a great definition too?)

Unacceptable

Not blogging for 5 days in a row is unacceptable. It's just another tell tale sign of my inclination to dive into something for maybe a week and then lose interest. But this time I say NAY. In my defense, this whole new rabbit thing has been rather overwhelming. I've never had a pet other than fish as a kid (I hate fish) and so this is very much a new experience for me. Especially with a rabbit because they are very different from dogs and cats. If anything they are more like cats in that they don't really care if you want them to do something. She'll stop, recognize her name, and then continue on her merry way into the woodpile that I want her to stay away from because it is IMPOSSIBLE to get her out of. Hanging prepositions aside (the sort of English up with which I will not put), me and Lulu are still getting to know each other. Between our roller coaster relationship, working some overtime, and being moody and picking fights with Matt, I haven't blogged much (obviously). But anyway, I have managed to find the time to go to the beach (as well as snap some adorb pictures of Lulu).

 

I'm Back!

Well I know how my blog is watched like a hawk (HAHA) and my millions of followers missed me these five days (read: my 3 followers didn't notice at all), but in all seriousness, if you are reading this my 3 followers you're the best! I really didn't think I would have any followers at all and would just use this as some kind of online journal thing. SO, I have 3 orders of business today.

1. The reason I was gone: my grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary was friday! It was all very exciting and I flew to California and saw my cousins who have changed A LOT in 3 years. Cards were played (it runs in the family), jokes were made, it was a good time. Sadly I forgot my camera on the trip, so alas, no pictures.

2. I have started a new goal. I haven't been 100% on it so far, but it is a work in progress one might say. I wish to use Miriam Webster's word of the day everyday. Yesterday's word was genteel and I didn't get to use it (pretty much my only option was starting a conversation with the large black man next to me on the plane and steering it in such a way as to use 'genteel'. Tell me you wouldn't have given up on the day). But anyway, from now on I will end my posts with my word of the day and (hopefully) how I plan to use it. Yay diction!

3. I have a bunny! She is the cutest thing you've ever seen. I haven't gotten to have a good photo shoot with her yet because she gets mostly active at night (side note: are rabbits nocturnal?) and there isn't enough light because she moves so much. In any case, my coworker's fiancé (see how fancy I am with the accent?) talked him into buying this bunny (whom I have named lulu (wow I'm crazy with the parentheses today)). But I guess they FORGOT that they have a BEAGLE, which was BRED over generations to HUNT RABBITS. Anyway they had to get rid of the rabbit and guess who they gave it to (to whom they gave it)! That is right, moi. So without further ado, I present Lulu.

Word of the Day (this is a weird one)

paste: to strike hard at; to beat or defeat soundly.

Food and Nature

Two of my favorite things.