Micro, Miles, and Mercy

**This blog is best read while listening the song Crooked Halo by Annie Bosko** This blog is going to be pretty personal, if that doesn’t interest you then I would stop reading… Someone said something to me today that really irritated me.  Actually it really pissed me off.     Now I know this may not shock most of you, but this statement in particular really got me thinking brewing.   The statement was: “Do you ever worry that you are going to be too much for a man to be attracted to you?   Like, do you ever think that most men wouldn’t be interested in marrying a PhD?” …First, can anyone please tell me how you respond to a statement like that politely?   Seriously, I am super interested in suggestions, because I think it would shock you the types of comments I have received on this particular topic.   So, please, any advice on keeping your composure in this situation would be appreciated. Secondly, it truly shocks me how bold people can be when it comes to the top

Skinny is something I will never be.   It’s true!   I don’t mean for this to come off as defeated, it is realistic.   I am a curvy woman who was a skinny child.   The moment I got into my twenties I lost my girlish figure and became a woman.   It took me a lot of years, and a lot of tears, to realize that THAT was an ok thing.   It took me even longer to find a place where I preferred my curves to being skinny.   So, like I said I will never be thin again.   I walk a very fine line between having “dat ass” and “ DAT ass.”   Alas, these are the trials of being a curvy woman. 1)    Ridding boots are my personal hell.   Oh Yay!   It is ridding boot season again!   Look at all of you lovely ladies with your feminine small calves.   Can I get an applause…you go Glen Cocoa!   I am super pumped the entire country has decided to embrace the ridding boot, because there already weren’t enough clothing options for me to attempt to shove myself into.  Challenge accepted! 2)    Whe

I’ve had this thought for a long time, but I have been hesitant to write this blog because honestly I didn’t want people to think I am crazy (and I probably am).   Which is hilarious, because that is the exact topic I am writing about today.   If there is anything in the world I dislike about our current culture it is the use of the term “she’s crazy.” Now, I am not saying that women don’t tend to react out of emotion and passion a majority of the time, and I can see how our “logical” male counterparts can tend to perceive this behavior as erratic.   However, one would venture to suggest that at times we perceive men’s calm, calculated behavior as cold and unfeeling.   So, maybe it is here where we reach the root of the root; men and women are just different.   Shocking, I know it.   Someone should probably give me a prize for my groundbreaking observation.   Bare with me now.   I think it is important for me to make this point in order for me to make my ultimate point.