October: A Time For Change

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I flipped my calendar over to October (to display this beautifully crafted pumpkin soup recipe), and honestly this is the most exciting calendar flip of the year. Yes, I am one of those people who is ecstatic about Fall and Halloween. (I’ve got quite a few Halloween themed posts planned for this month, so get ready.) Granted, I don’t go all out and wear multiple costumes or go crazy with decorating my house like a friend of mine does. (There’s going to be a post solely dedicated to her house later this month, once all the decorating is complete. Believe me, it’s a sight to see.) I probably would do those things if I had more time and money on my hands though. For me, Fall and Halloween is just a very nostalgic time. There’s a sort of comfort that comes with it, since many of my favorite childhood memories were during this time of year. I also just enjoy the simplistic aspect of it. That certain smell in the air, the chilly wind, and watching horror movies while finally being able to bundle up in blankets after being hot all summer. The Halloween candy is nice too, even if I don’t get to go trick or treating anymore.

October is also a great time for making changes, since it’s such a transitional time of year. I always get the urge around this time to do something different or make some kind of change. One of those changes is that I finally put up a new theme, and of course it’s Halloween themed. There are still some tweaks I might make, but overall I’m happy with how it turned out. Along with the new theme, comes a new URL. This blog is now located at surrealistique.com instead of the .wordpress.com domain. I never felt like having a domain name was super important. You can still have an audience and a fantastic blog without one. I just sort of look at it as an added bonus and an additional step in moving my blog forward, which I’ve really been having fun building and growing.

Body Positivity & Skinny Shaming

I want to take a moment to talk about the body positive movement and skinny shaming, as these two things have seemed to go hand in hand within the last few years. Skinny shaming is nothing new. It’s something that I have actually experienced my whole life. I’ve been called anorexic (although I’ve never had an eating disorder), and I’m always getting comments about how skinny I am, such as, “You need to put some meat on those bones.” Any time I go to a gathering where there is food involved, I can be sure that someone is going to check out my plate and make some unnecessary comment about my weight. I never really thought much about these things growing up because models in magazines were of similar size, and being skinny was considered the more desirable body type. Therefore, any negative comments I received were just brushed to the side.

The body positive movement really gained a lot of momentum within the past few years. The purpose of the movement is to get society to be more accepting of all body types, and I really think it’s working. You now see people being more confident and flaunting what they’ve got instead of trying to hide behind clothing. Magazines are also starting to feature more people of different sizes, instead of just one size. I think this is all terrific. I’ve always admired different body types, and I don’t think one size is better than another. Sometimes I even find myself getting a little jealous of curvy women because I think they look amazing.

Galaxy Moon

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I just spent the evening doing something I haven’t done in a while. I got out my canvas paper and oil pastels, and I decided to spend the night drawing. I think it’s been about a year since my last drawing. While it is something I enjoy doing, I don’t really do it very often because I don’t feel it’s something I’m good at. I look at pieces of art that other people create, and I’m seriously in awe. I’ll never be that good. In fact, that’s why I choose simple things like a moon to draw because I can’t draw anything complex. It’s also why I haven’t created any art in a year. My last drawing did not turn out that well, so I became sort of disengaged. What I realized is that you don’t have to be good at something to enjoy it. I had so much fun creating this piece of art tonight, and I think it turned out wonderful. It’s my favorite drawing yet. I decided to call it Galaxy Moon because it reminds me of the moon from space. My goal is to start drawing more often, and hopefully this also inspires you to take up a hobby that you feel you aren’t good at. All we can do is work at it and grow, but as long as we’re having fun doing it, that’s what matters.

100 Followers! + Shopping Trip

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First, I want to say thank you to everyone who has followed me so far! I have now passed 100 followers! I opened this blog two and a half months ago, and I was nervous that nobody would be interested and I would be talking to myself. I didn’t think I would gain this many followers in such a short time. I do admit I get down on myself sometimes because I see other bloggers who started theirs around the same time (or even after me), and they have twice as many followers now. I have to remind myself that it’s not a competition or a popularity contest. As long as I’m having fun doing what I’m doing (which I am), then that’s what matters. Of course I want people to like and be interested in what I have to say. I think that’s something we all want. I’m just glad I’ve been able to continually grow my blog.

Yesterday, I went to the mall on a little shopping trip. I honestly can’t remember the last time I went to the mall. As I’ve mentioned previously, I’m a bit of a homebody. I also like shopping at stores that we don’t have in the mall here, so I tend to buy everything online. Well, I attempted to buy jeans online a while back too, and that didn’t work out so well. It’s a shame too because I absolutely loved those jeans, but despite being the size I normally wear, I couldn’t pull them up over my butt. From that moment, I decided any time I needed new jeans I would have to try them on before I bought them. That’s what triggered my trip to the mall. I’ve been wearing the same jeans for about a decade now. They got to the point where I couldn’t wear them much longer. There were big holes in the butt (where I had to wear a long shirt to cover it), and rips up the leg. I needed new jeans, asap.

My Bedroom

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I thought I would put my “B” as the main picture because it’s very fitting for this post since the word bedroom starts with a B. It’s also the first letter of my name, which is why my aunt Becky (another B) got it for me for my birthday. (Another B, ha!)

Anyone who followed me on social media before I started this blog has probably seen my bedroom before, but I thought it would be fun to post my room here on my blog and show you guys my favorite place. I’m a bit of a homebody, and I spend the majority of my spare time locked away here in my room. It’s a space that I was able to put a touch of my personality into and the one place where I feel the most at ease.

What It’s Like To Be An Only Child

As an only child, I would like to share some of my thoughts and experiences about what it has been like. It certainly has its advantages and disadvantages.

Pros:

  • I never had to deal with sibling rivalry growing up. I fought enough with my mother, so it was nice not having to worry about bickering with anyone else.
  • I never had to share my room, my clothes, or my toys with anyone else.
  • I never had to worry about who was the favorite among my parent’s because I was their one and only.
  • As the only one, my parents attention was always focused on me.
  • When I had sleepovers, my friends and I could enjoy ourselves without worrying about a sibling crashing the party.
  • I didn’t have to worry about competing with anyone growing up, whether it be grades or other achievements.
  • I got to have the house to myself a lot. As an introvert, the quiet alone time was very much appreciated.

Cons:

  • I don’t get to experience that special bond that many siblings seem to have.
  • I’ll never get to be an Aunt, unless I get married to someone with siblings. Even then, I won’t be biologically related.
  • I never had someone that could stick up for me, particularly when I was heavily bullied in school. My friends had abandoned me and joined the bullies, and I was on my own.
  • When my parents get sick, I will have the sole responsibility of taking care of them.
  • When my parents die, I don’t have siblings that I can lean on for support. Likewise, I’ll likely be left to pay for and plan funeral/burial arrangements.
  • I’m the only person who can give my mom a grandchild. Granted the decision to have children is solely up to me, but I know that she really wants to be a grandmother. I’m starting to worry it’s never going to happen, since I’m almost 29 and still single. I know I’ve still got time, but the thought that it might not be something that happens has crossed my mind. I had to see the sadness in my mother’s face when her fourth and final sibling announced that she was going to be a grandmother this year. My mom is the only one left, and it must be hard on her watching it happen for everyone else around her. It’s a big burden for me to carry just knowing that.
  • To this day, I still don’t like to share. I blame that on never having to share growing up. I’ve been called stingy more than once, and it’s true.
  • Some people think that if you’re an only child, you’re spoiled and have everything handed to you on a silver platter. That’s never been the case for me at all. Quite the contrary. In fact, one of the reasons my parents only had one child was because that was all they could afford.

Butterfly

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My mom and I planned to eat crabs today, so we went and they were very crowded. We were there for an hour waiting on our crabs to be ready. While we were waiting, I was standing off to the side by myself, and this guy came over and started hitting on me. He was asking me if I wanted to go get drinks and smoke weed. It was awkward and uncomfortable. I lied and told him I had a boyfriend, and he was still being persistent. Thankfully my mom came over and saved the day. As soon as she came over, he backed down real quick and then left.

Once we got home and were eating crabs, this butterfly kept hanging out on me outside. It really seemed to like me for some reason. I don’t get to see butterflies that often, so I get excited when I get to see one. Especially if they stay around long enough for me to get pictures.