I don’t know it all (many people assume I do), but there is one thing I DO know very strongly. And for the safety of your own self-esteem and confidence, you do NOT want to talk with me about.
Dear readerz,
Look at my title (if you haven’t already).
Figure it out (if you haven’t already).
And now someone alert the media because I’ve just been hit with a thunderbolt of blasphemy for comparing those 2 men.
🙂
And you’re gonna hear me ROAR!
I really, REALLY like this song a lot…
I once read an interpretation of “The Yellow Wallpaper” where the narrator was compared to a lion…
Not even gonna go there…
BOOKENDING Ahead:
OH, and FYI, it’s okay if you don’t love/listen to/like his music. One of my best friends does not…
This blog is powerful. It has the potential to do a lot of good. And it is doing a lot of good! You see, I have been able to open a lot of doors for myself and for others, get in touch with friends and family, attract the attention of a few handsome gents, find my niche as a writer (you can do that in 2013!) and also express my testimony of Jesus Christ. And when it comes to people reading my stuff, all I’ll say now (while hoping to not come across as arrogant and also being fully aware that I may run out of creativity tomorrow) is this:
PEOPLE. ARE. READING.
(28 days, 38 countries, but who’s counting?)
So yes, this blog is good, great, excellent, beautiful, invigorating, et cetera. They need a new word for the potential of this blog. (I’ll probably come up with one soon. Stay tuned.)I would be ignorant if I overlooked the potential it has to do a lot of bad, too. Like, I can’t get SO caught up in it that I don’t go help a friend pack up before a move (which I told her I would do and was 3 hours tardy). Or talk about it all the time (I have improved and repented, but still am not perfect). Or think I’m the next big shot (the thought has crossed my mind once or twice but then I looked in the mirror at my unkempt hair and ate another bite of my cold spaghettios). So to wrap up this paragraph, I’ll just say that I NEED to be careful about this blog!
(Oh, right, I need to make it relevant to the reader as well.) You should care because Katherine’s epiphany involves you too! You may not have a blog. But most people today have a Facebook, or an email, or some other form of social media. And those things can be good! And I personally am glad you have one or you wouldn’t be reading this right now 🙂 But I digress. Let me wrap it up in a cute little phrase that could become the next big meme or may be relayed in some Mia Maid’s class in Timbuktu:
You have a Facebook. Don’t let your Facebook have YOU!
And NOW, let’s get to why I used “sexy” in the title. The LDS Church (and other denominations, religions, affiliations!) teaches that sex is a powerful tool. For good. And for bad. (let me redirect you to a link where I further expound upon this topic and simultaneously increase my own traffic). So make sure you use your social media of choice (and your own physical body) for GOOD!
(look at the title!)
And although our lines of propriety may be different, we all need to have one. I have further ideas/resources available to help us keep in control, but want to guarantee that you keep coming back so I will leave you wanting more with that cliffhanger…
Your Blog is Sexy! But don’t let it become TOO Sexy!
The scripture which I will reference momentarily is NOT the first time I have used it (good readers pay attention when [good] writers repeat because it is screaming “EMPHASIS!”)
I try hard not to do that, but no promises. I am only human after all:
Oh and speaking of, Brandon Flowers IS Mormon. Check it out!
And just back to blagging for one second, yes I have earned money, yes, I do have readers in 34 countries, yes I have made friends and helped others’ network as well, yes I have been able to email people in Alaska about the Book of Mormon, yes I have people contacting me about product reviews, and yes I am happy. But I digress…
[or insecurities/baggage/ idiosyncracies/lips/WHATEVER!] be asscarlet, they shall be as white as snow.”
Oh, except that when it comes to lips, I prefer red
over white (LITERALLY) 8 days a week.
🙂
PS. I am VERY careful about how I portray violence (if at all) in this blog. So I understand if that first picture is a bit offensive, but I just love how it captures what so many of us do to ourselves. Britney ain’t perfect, but that’s pretty genius I think.
The following poem is written by my friend Mackenzie. She is a good friend who likes to write poetry (obviously!), prepare for her upcoming LDS mission, and rock out in the car with me to Kelly Clarkson. This poem is a beautiful expression of her trials, but also her faith. I publish this with her permission.
Much Longer
I can’t do it any other way unless the Lord is on my side
In this small peep-hole my life seems like a long ride
I need to trust my faith when all else is failing me
Trying to envision just who God wants me to be
If in failing I lose all sense of self, I know God will be my spiritual wealth
I’m so many broken pieces learning to find my way
But with the Lord on my side, I can never go astray
I need to get my license, that broken piece chips my eye
So many unneedful crystal clear tears that I cry
I want to serve the Lord, that broken piece chips my aching heart
With my faith in all sorts of parts
How much longer will my confidence sink?
This life goes by in such a blink
I need to build up a light around me so that darkness cannot succeed
Christ’s light is what I thirst, it’s what I need
Wow! Nothing I could say would do this poem justice, so I’ll just let it speak for itself. Love you, Kenz!
(I changed the gender pronouns. I do that kind of thing a lot.)
Readers, what do you think?
PS. Wayne, I love and respect you no matter what (not really, but just didn’t want to come off as judgmental and also wanted to soften this next part), BUT your body is a temple…why would you want to put graffiti on it? Join the LDS Church and I’ll help you pay to get rid of those tats (but readers FYI you don’t have to do that if you want to become a Mormon-just thought I’d clear that up)…
First of all, I’m not as cocky as this might make me look. That chocolate man sang first, then it was my turn, so I sang my signature song! Also, see that little pink thing on my neck? bathing suit. Laundry is not my strong point.
(that’s not really my goal, anyways), but if I ever do achieve any level of fame, it won’t be because I’m showing lots of skin, know what I mean? No judgment intended for other artists, but this girl is talented/classy enough to keep her clothes on and still connect with people. And that’s just how it is.
Sometimes I use bait and switch titles. But the thing is, I don’t feel like I’m being sleezy because the content of my post usually lives up to any hype I create, know what I mean? They say, “sex sells.” And I’m not afraid of the word or the subject, but I would be okay with President Monson reading this blog. Plus I feel like I am talented enough of a writer that I don’t need to wrongfully exploit the subject of sexuality to gain or please readers/ followers. Please read that as confidence, not arrogance.
Just another shout out to this amazing human being, Neil Pasricha, author of the Webby-award winning blog 1000 awesome things. Thanks for inspiring me, giving me hope and confidence, and also being a HUGE PART of the creation of this blog!
Seriously though, Neil, come on out to Salt Lake. Bring your girlfriend with you. We’ll have a swell time. And I’m sure with the dough you’re rolling in you can afford to take me out to eat. Think of the traffic it would do to BOTH our blogs! And this ain’t no truth in jest invitation. This is….dead serious 🙂
PS. Notice how I carefully avoided the troublesome word “pride” (and all it’s variations). Will blog about that soon. But for now, check out this land-mark talk on the subject:
I’ve had a few people respond to some of my posts in ways that make me think that THEY think I hate myself. Posts about bad makeup or being single or whatever. I appreciate your concern, and also know that even with such a flavorful writer’s voice as mine, it can be hard to read emotion via technology. But please know that I am happy! This is not me fishing for compliments. This is not me rejecting compliments either 🙂
If I didn’t have the confidence to poke fun at my insecurities, I wouldn’t do it. And here’s the thing. The sweet spot that I’ve gotten to has made it so that my insecurities lessen (and even sometimes disappear!) when I find the humor in them.
Thank you Miss Melissa for explicating this simple yet life-changing truth to me when we were freshman at BYU. This revelation helped me shed years of insecurity and also save a little money since I no longer was buying tan-in-a-can every other week. Sure I like to have a summer glow now and then, but I no longer feel ugly because my skin doesn’t look like leather.
nowadays when people ask me “what are your hopes and dreams for the future? I NO LONGER have to say, “Hopes and dreams for the future? I just hope I don’t crash my car on the way to the grocery store tomorrow!”
My full answer remains to be seen. But you can bet it’ll be a good one 🙂
(and that’s me and Ryan Shupe btw, he’s the titular singer of the above song)
I used to be a terrible driver: unskilled, unconfident, and a hazard on wheels. Now it’s been a few years since my last accident, and I drive on the highway like a pro!
#knock on wood
#still prob not gonna become a professional trucker
Dream big ya’ll, cuz if this girl can become a good driver, anything is possible 🙂