Joe Tech Is Having A Mega Contest.




Joe Tech is one of the few I “met” via EntreCard, whom I respect not only as a blogger, but as a person as well. He has always held a high regard for integrity on his blog and with those of us who read his posts. Not to mention he’s a geek and I always promote geekness. At any rate, he announced just the other day, that he is holding a the “Joe Tech New Media Super Contest,” and to quote him:

Sponsors in the “Joe Tech New Media Super Contest” will enjoy a ton of new RSS and email subscribers, site traffic, product/blog/website buzz and brand name recognition. I will be working very hard to promote the contest and in turn, the sponsors.

Yes, I am a sponsor, (I can’t tell you what I’m giving away yet-secret squirrel stuff), but I’m not participating for the reasons he listed. He shares the same views on blogging as myself- give kudos to those who deserve it, interact with readers of your blog and appreciate the blogging community as a whole. As bloggers, we’re all a tad narcissistic, it’s a given, but I have always believed in the social aspect and tried to “convert” others as well-after all, why bother blogging if you aren’t going to engage with your readers?

If you are interested in becoming a sponsor, or would like additional information, read his post, Joe Tech’s New Media Super Contest.

Married Women With Children Should Stay Home To Save Money?




Barefoot and Pregnant?

Barefoot and Pregnant?

First, let me say, I’m not married and I do not have children, so I am by far not an expert in this area. However, when I was browsing through blogs via EntreCard, I came upon a post that not only shocked, but saddened me as well.

I will link to the blog I am referring to, Abstinence-Is-Sexy.com, because I want to ask, “What in Sam Hell are you thinking?” What is even more troublesome to me? A woman is behind the statement-and I am quoting,

“Married women with young children should stay home because doing so benefits themselves and their families. Plus, you’ll save money too. How cool is that?”

I respect her opinion. I am the daughter of a mother who did not have to work outside the home until my father passed away and she had no choice but to go back to the workforce when I was 16. Did her staying home all those years benefit me? I’m sure it did -but I grew up in the 70s and 80s, completely different times compared to today’s world. (We were considered upper-middle class then, now we would be lower middle class). She does state that a mother staying home isn’t right for all, but this is the only moment of clarity in thinking at all.

Let me ask you something. Have you watched the news lately? Do you live in an area where parents don’t have a choice but to work, some two jobs, just to keep food on the table, (barely), and the bills paid? Tell me, what would happen if the mother, in such a family, stayed home? The family would suffer, the children would go without the basic needs and the already confounded welfare system could not keep up with the demands. (Some abuse it, some need it- this is another topic). These people are not living lavish lifestyles where they could give up a vacation, or two, a Mercedes and stop attending cocktail parties. No, the women, who sacrifice time with their children are doing so, not because they want to be a man’s equal-they’re working in the hopes their children will have a better life, food in their stomachs and a roof over their heads. In an Utopian world your idea wouldn’t be an idea at all- it would be a reality. Unfortunately, reality today is a frightening place to be.

Am I a feminist because I disagree? If anyone wants to label me with the term, I’m perfectly ok with it. I admire the women who are able to stay home with their children. I also admire the women who are able to balance a career and be the nurturing mother every child deserves. With your post, though, I feel as if you have a skewed view of the world. June Cleaver doesn’t live here anymore. And yes, women can and do have it all-by their own choices and not at the expense of their children.

Appalachian Dialects: I Speak More Better Than You.




Appalachian Mountains in West Virginia

Appalachian Mountains in West Virginia

See the breathtaking picture on the left? I have a view of the Appalachian Mountains every day. The topic I am going to discuss is a first for me on this blog. Yes, I make fun of rednecks and “inbreds,” but- I know the stereotyped image of us isn’t what one may think. I have always been extremely proud to be born and raised in West Virginia and fascinated by the history the state holds within its borders. The title of the post is only the beginning.

When I started chatting online 12 years ago, I was dumbfounded by the number of people who did not realize West Virginia, is in fact, a state. People would ask, “What part of Virginia are you from?” Or, “How far are you from Virginia Beach?” I, of course would give a snarky response and give a little history lesson- June 20, 1863, West Virginia became a state. No-really, look it up on a map. Better yet, Google Earth. We’re here and we aren’t the backwards, uneducated hillbillies the media-including Hollywood, has made us out to be.

West Virginia, with the rugged mountains, was settled mostly by the Scotch-Irish, with a little German and Welsh in the mix. Once here, the people were so secluded because of the terrain, they either never left, or others never came in, hence, the reason the state has such a unique blend of dialects. No outside influence on language for generations-and guess what? The phrase, “I speak more better than you,” is not incorrect. Sure, English professors will dispute this, but our way of speaking, the words, the phrases, the pronunciations, is archaic- it’s Elizabethan English.

To quote from a site I found via my research, (the reason I even researched was due to the fact my mom and I were cracking up at the way we said certain words and phrases):

Almost all the so-called “bad English” used by natives of Appalachia was once employed by the highest ranking nobles of the realms of England and Scotland.
(ref: Dialect of the Appalachian People

Wow- so let me get this straight. In today’s society we’re ignorant if we use “improper grammar,” but during one point in history our “speak,” was accepted. For example, the phrase my mom and I were laughing about was, “I know what let’s do.” I said this once to a friend of mine living in Connecticut. He looked at me and said, “What did you just say?” I knew very well what I meant-”I know what we can do.” Another phrase used often, “I don’t care to,” (as mentioned in my source), to a “foreigner,” sounds as if we don’t want to do something they have asked, when we really mean, “Yes, I’ll do it.” I used to laugh at my dad for saying “deeshes,” instead of “dishes,” technically, he wasn’t incorrect. If anyone has ever traveled the state, or lived here for any period of time, you would notice our accents aren’t Southern, nor Northern- it’s a mixture of both. I like to call it “Mountain.” Dependent upon the word and context in which it’s said, you’ll hear variations. I wanted to actually record this post so the differences in my speech patterns could be heard, but my microphone isn’t working. Our dialects are probably the most difficult to master if you’re an outsider- I have yet to hear anyone “speak,” a true West Virginian accent. I’m just proud of the fact that I can finally say-I do speak more better than any of ya, whether you like it ‘er not.

The Condiment “Issue.”




Condiments Are Evil

Condiments Are Evil

Most would not consider what I am about to write an issue, however, I discovered I may need some type of psychoanalyst intervention. I do not like having any type of condiment, be it ketchup, mustard, mayo, even butter, to touch my fingers. If I so happen to get a “dab”- I cannot lick it off. No, really, I can’t. I will either wash my finger, use a napkin and in severe cases, my clothing. The thought of licking something from one of my fingers sickens me- and the silly thing? I know I’m clean. I bathe daily, contrary to popular belief that hillbillies/rednecks have one bath a week. Take for instance, this evening. Taco Bell+Zesty Chicken Bowl+ (without the shredded lettuce-another issue I’ll discuss with my shrink when everyone recommends one to me), hot sauce=omg I got it on my finger and they didn’t give me napkins. It was raining, so, I stuck my finger out the window. So, tell me people, do I need an intervention, or is this perfectly normal? Do any of you lick things off your fingers? And for goodness sakes, keep it clean. I have a reputation to maintain. Innuendo is acceptable.

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