Random Emilyisms

I'm sure this will come as a surprise to no one, but there is a LOT of noise in my head. As in, things running thru my brain. Random, odd thoughts that I think of as Emilyisms. They aren't worth a whole blog, but are often too long for a FB update. So, they kick around in my head for a while, unable to find a home, and finally they demand to be freed! So, here they are today:

In the Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter novels by Laurell K Hamilton, the phrase "white goat" is used to indicate a human who is to be used as a sacrifice for some kind of supernatural ritual. In the game I used to play on Facebook, Cityville, you have a small farm and you one of the things you earn for taking care of your farm is a white goat. I had a ton of them, and it just amused me to no end every time I got another one. I just have this image of a tiny little woman in black stomping out into my farm and raising the dead with the white goat. Yeah, I know... only me.

Not-a-mom: I don't have children by choice. Chad never wanted any and neither did I. Kind of makes us the perfect couple. But, what does make me sad is how many people accost us for our choice or who just have no sensitivity. Not everyone knows that we are childless by choice. And, often, people will ask us, "So when are you gonna have a kid?" or some variation of that. My standard reply is, "About the time you get manners, I guess."  I mean, what if I was unable to have a child and wanted one desperately??? How cruel a question would that be to ask someone who cannot have a child? Rub some salt in their wound, why don't you?! Geez.

Recent signs I'm getting old: I hate top 40 music. I don't know anyone on the cover of People Magazine. Way too many people who are driving look too young to have a license. Your music is too darn loud. I can't hear anything any more. Certain technology escapes me. I really do not care what comes after Blu Ray. I'm done buying machines for movies I watch once. I hate skinny jeans and think people wearing them look like dorky fashion victims. I avoid the mall simply to not have to deal with teenagers. I haven't had a hairstyle change in YEARS. I hate waiting in line at restaurants, so I go early.

The Jonesborough Farmers Market offers a 50% discount to anyone paying with EBT (aka food stamps) for online orders. I am a little torn on this. It's nice they are helping people with financial difficulties get high quality food. But, considering the fact that I am paying full price, working full time and taking care of a LOTTA inmates who get food stamps... I am little peeved. Talk amongst ya'selves. What do you think?

What thoughts ramble in your head? What drives you crazy? What makes you think? Share!