Apathy and Wha…..eh…I don’t care…Enter Title Here

I wanted to take a moment at the start of this new year, and talk about one of my pet peeves…apathy.

Apathy — noun;  ap·a·thy; \ˈa-pə-thē\

1. the feeling of not having much emotion or interest

The feeling of not having emotion or interest. In other words…not caring. Settling for the mediocre….for the minimum. That’s just something I can NOT handle or accept.

I grew up being taught to always strive to be the best person I can be. It’s a concept that I’ve carried with me all my life and one that I’ve tried to help others understand. I believe that we should always be learning…that we can never get to a point were we should stop trying to better ourselves. The world is constantly changing and we owe it to ourselves to keep learning; to not settle for the minimum or what is convenient.

Lately, though, there has been a surge of apathy that has been running rampant in America….and it’s killing me! The amount of settling and apathy that is running through the

Don’t Settle…Wait!

Have you ever found yourself thinking that you’re going to wind up spending the rest of your life alone? No?? Well, if you’re anything like me, you find yourself thinking that more times that what is probably healthy. You see all your friends from high school and college getting married or having their second or third kid, and you’re just over here watching Netflix and creepily looking at their Facebook wishing you had what they had.

Here I am…basically 30 and haven’t dated in hmm….let me check my calendar….oh yeah…A LONG TIME! I’ve tried online dating and the one date I had didn’t turn into anything….she actually got married not that long ago. I must be a

The “Mega-Church” Mentality

Bigger is better. That’s the assumption we have as we grow up in this materialistic, money centered, self-centered world. The bigger something is, the better it must be. Or, if something costs more then it must do something amazing. We’ve taken that thought process and applied it to everything in our lives: cars, t.v., houses, computers, watches, and…sadly….churches.

Daniel, from Sharefaith, words is like this: “Is bigger really better when it comes to churches? There’s an assumption among church leaders and church attendees, that the bigger the church is, the better they are doing. More services, more members, a bigger budget, a new building, additional programs, and better technology are commonly seen as really good things. But are they really?”

I grew up in a small country church in Harlan, KY. We didn’t have but maybe 30-40 in our congregation on a Sunday. Our church building wasn’t anything grand. It sat up on a hill

Toddlers and…Cell phones?

WARNING: RANT AHEAD

Why does a 3 year old need a cell phone?! Honestly, can you think of one LEGITIMATE reason they need one? In case of an emergency? Nope, why would a child that is 3 years old be put into a situation where they would need to call for help? By the way…are they even TALKING YET? If/when they do dial a number and someone picks up, all the person on the other line will hear is incoherent words and phrases! 

This is so true!

Let me take a breathe. This is just something that irks me. A child shouldn’t have a cell phone until they are in high school, middle school at the earliest. I’m sorry, that’s just my opinion. I didn’t have a cell phone until I was in high school. Even then, it was one of those awesome Nokia bricks. You know…the ones that you could change the faceplates on, could play the best game ever-snake, worked NO MATTER WHAT, and had charge for like 3 years. That, my friends, was a cell phone!

Thank You ALL…Challenge!!

Hey guys, thanks to all of you who commented, liked and/or followed this blog over the past year. I know I haven’t really been great at blogging…but

I’m going to try to do better. I plan on at least having one blog every week. Please, please, PLEASE let me know what you want me to blog about. Right now it’s whatever is on my mind at the moment. If you like that then just say “Hey..leave it like it is!” or if there’s certain topics you want let me know!!

THANK YOU!!!

Now…to the challenge!  

I challenge my followers and all the other viewers of Awesomally Awkward to help get me to 1,000 views and at least 20 followers! Right now I am at 488 views and 7 followers. I know that this is a big task but I have faith in you!

Again, thank you SO MUCH for taking the time to check out my Awesomally Awkward ramblings.

Chuck

I’m Ted Mosby??!!

So…after watching a marathon of How I Met Your Mother on Netflix, I’ve come to the realization that I am Ted Mosby. Of course, if you aren’t familiar with the show let me try to explain…

Ted Mosby is an architect in New York living with his best friends: his old college room-mate Marshall, Marshall’s fiance (eventually his wife) Lilly, Robin Scherbatsky (a local news anchor) and Barney Stinson (all you can say about Barney is that he’s Legen-….wait for it….-dary). This show follows Ted’s story of how he found the love of his life…and everything that he went through to find her.

Here are 3 reasons why I think Ted and I are similar:

What’s a “John Hancock”????

You know what one of the greatest moments of my life was? When I finally was able to make my hand draw those crisp, flowing, fluid strokes with a pencil and sign my name in cursive! I worked so hard to be able to do that with ease. You remember doing that in school, right?

Remember this?

Taking out that over-sized pencil and that gray, thin, dotted lined piece of writing paper and making those curly letters? I would watch mom and dad sign checks and think that one day…ONE DAY, I would be able to do that. Well, that day finally came and I haven’t stopped writing in cursive since. I believe that handwriting is very important in the development of fine motor skills…and helps kids grow into adults, too!

Sadly though, that skill that I love…the skill that many of us worked so hard on to master, is not being taught in our school system anymore. The kids growing up now are not taught how to harness that valuable skill. Honestly, that pains me to hear! Schools are doing away with cursive handwriting classes and are

Bubble-gum Flavored Rubber

I just recently read an article from Huffington Post that really made me scratch my head. The article talked about the Philadelphia School System installing condom dispensers in one-third of its high schools in order to “battle the ‘Epidemic’ of teen STDs.” The article continued to talk about how schools in Springfield, Mass. are making condoms available to middle school students as young as 12 and New York schools making a plan to make the morning after pill available to girls as young as 14 without parental consent. WHAT?????!!!!!

Schools are just giving these kids contraceptives?? That just blows my mind!! I never thought I would see the day that a middle school student could walk into the nurse’s office and say, “I need a Plan B please,” then go right back to making fortune tellers and listening to One-Direction!

Do you want the teachers making this announcement?

And condom dispensers?! Instead of getting a piece of bubble gum now

Dear Future Wife….PLEASE HURRY!!!!!

If you’re like me then you believe that everyone has that special someone that you’re meant to spend the rest of your life with. That there is someone who you instantly see and you know…she/he’s the one.

He always has a plan!

If you’re anything like me you are also a very impatient person! You wonder why this person hasn’t crossed your path yet or, if they have, why hasn’t anything blossomed between the two of you? Here I am almost 30 and single while my friends from high school and college are already married and having kids. Dating makes me feel like I’m playing a never ending game of Marco Polo. I say “Marco” and hear “Polo” off in the distance but can never find the one who said it. I like the game but it gets monotonous after a while. I want to win!!!

Like most people

Love is…..

Wow! It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Sorry blog for neglecting you like that.

This post is in response to a friend of mine who posted about not settling for a boy and waiting for a man. These are a few “love is” type things:

• Love is a slow kiss goodnight. It’s anticipation.
• Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything. It’s respect.
• Love is an imperfection in yourself not bothering you. It’s acceptance.
• Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn’t right yet. It’s patience.
• Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles. It’s exploration.
• Love is not having to say “Let’s make love,” because you know what the other person wants. It’s understanding.
• Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed. It’s consideration.
• Love is both of you remembering protection. It’s responsibility.
• Love is saying the perfect