"Make me a sandwich."

Why do women get offended when a man says, "Make me a sandwich,"? Is it really that bad? Are you really that mad?

When a guy says that to me, I just laugh. In all honesty, I would gladly make him a sandwich, but you know what, I'm going to make myself one while I'm at it. It's a freakin' sandwich! Get over yourself. So you were born with a vagina, deal with it. Don't like it, do something about it. Truly, you're getting all worked up for absolutely no reason. If I ever see you lose your head for such a petty matter, I may just slap you silly. I mean come on!

The whole idea of feminism just aggravates me. You're nothing special. You want to be equal, yet you expect men to do everything for you. That's not equal. Like I said, you're nothing special. Yes, it would be wonderful to see more chivalry coming from men, but at the same time, I'm pretty sure that the men would like to see a romantic gesture on your part as well, am I right guys? You've got a job, why don't you pay for a dinner every once in a while? Do something cute, buy him a little daisy. If he's a real man, and comfortable enough with his sexuality, he would appreciate it. You can count on that one.

Another thing women complain about, equal pay. Do you know how many factors go into pay that aren't accounted for in the census? Have you ever thought about that? No, you probably haven't.
If you're so concerned about equaling pay, stop going for more female dominated careers. Still, more women are nurses, teachers, secretaries, etc. Those jobs don't get paid very high. Male dominated careers on the other hand, are CEOs, engineers, doctors, etc. It's just the way things are, and those jobs happen to earn higher salaries. C'est la vie (that's life). Also, maternity leave: ever heard of paternity leave? Why don't you try that one? Also, men are generally more work focused, and women are more family oriented. That's just how things go! Men work more, they earn more. Stop having babies, get some work done, make more money, and stop complaining. It's as simple as that.

I could go on. Marriage? Ya'll are still taking your husband's last name... Once again, why the heck are you complaining?! Shut up, make him take your name! No, you wouldn't do that would you? That's just weird. Shut up.

There are so much more topics I could rant about, but I'm done for today. Like I said before, I shall say it again...

YOU'RE NOT SPECIAL.

If you don't like it, change it. If you don't want to change it, shut the heck up. I'm tired of it.

Tattoo Grief

You can still be beautiful with tattoos

FAIR WARNING: This post may become a little... crass. Remember, this is my opinion and my thoughts that I have decided to share with you. If you don't like it, don't read it. If you like it, share it. I want tattoo grief to be ended forever. Thank you.

First, let me just say that tattoos are art. They are a beautiful way to express an individual by their beliefs, defining moments in life, inspirations, memories, or even just something that makes them feel good. For all of you out there who judge people based off of the ink on their skin. Fuck You. If you don't like it, turn your head. For those people who think those with tattoos are dumb, uneducated, dirty, etc., shut the fuck up and let people be the people that they want to be.

Did you know, that there are Tons of people who have tattoos that you cannot see by simply looking at them because they may be hidden by hair, or a jacket, or jeans, or tennis shoes, etc. You think, wow, this person is super nice and down to earth.. Why does the perception have to change once the sleeve is rolled up? Would you change doctors if you found out that he had a sleeve underneath his coat? If you say yes. I dislike you highly...

For those of you who know me, I'm glad that you accept me. For those of you who don't, or think you do, newsflash: I have a tattoo. Actually I have four. They aren't visible unless I wear a tank top, a bathing suit, or have my hair up, so you probably would have never known. When I'm around my friends and coworkers, I'm free to be whoever I am.

In this next picture, a girl gets a tattoo and shares her new addition with her grandfather and he basically reams her out. When I read this, I almost cried. For someone to reject a family member for such a shallow matter upsets me so much. It's a horrible feeling, she had the courage to share herself and got rejected. Sadly, I fear that same thing with my own father. When I was 16, my dad told me that if I ever got a tattoo, he would personally take a potato peeler to my skin and get rid of it himself. So, I figured that I would never tell him when I did because I knew I had always wanted one since I was young. I have four now and I've managed to keep it a secret for quite some time. It tears me apart inside and I've wanted to tell him, but I never knew how. I honestly hope he reads this post. Maybe that would just be the easiest way.

A letter from a Grandfather to his Grandaughter

I think that's all I have for today. Thank you for reading.

~Tawny