The Most WTF Lines from Last Night’s Debate

These would be hilarious if he wasn’t running for president. And yes, they are all from Trump. All quotes were taken from this NPR transcript.

 

1. On Hillary’s plan to fight ISIS:

DONALD TRUMP: “… No wonder you’ve been fighting ISIS your entire adult life.”

Um, ISIS hasn’t been around that long.

 

2. On the allegation that he hasn’t paid his taxes:

HILLARY CLINTON: “… Or maybe he does not want the American people, all of you watching tonight, to know that he has paid nothing in federal taxes because the only years that anybody has ever seen for a couple of years where he had to turn them over to state authorities when he was trying to get a casino license. And they showed he did not pay any federal income tax.”

DONALD TRUMP: “That makes me smart.”

No, if that’s true, it makes you a criminal.

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My Experiment with DIY Wash-Out Pastel Hair Dye

My Experiment with DIY Wash-Out Pastel Hair Dye

I get really bored when it comes to my hair and I’ve always wanted fun, pastel colored hair. In high school I had blue hair for a few weeks, but as a responsible adult with a job in a corporate firm, the fun colors would not fly. Then this summer I came up with the idea of trying a hair dye that washed out in a few days so I could have fun weekend hair.

 

I did some Googling and came across tons of praise for the temporary Water Color Hydrating Color Mask that is sold by Urban Outfitters. Unfortunately it was sold out so I kept looking for other options.

 

Then I saw this awesome blog post on how to make your own wash-out hydrating dye mask at home. The dye was supposed to wash out in 3 days, be gentle on your hair,  and seemed very easy to make so I decided to give it a try. I had a long weekend coming up, with a Dave Matthews concert, and I thought it would be the perfect occasion to have have lavender hair. I’d also like to note that I had a hair appointment later in the week so if it turned out to be a mess, I could get by with it up in a ponytail for a few days. I wasn’t sure it was even going to work.

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Beauty, DIY

My Name is Rebekah and I Have Anxiety

Photo from Unsplash by Volkan Olmez

Photo from Unsplash by Volkan Olmez

 

Let’s be honest, our society is not the most understating, accepting, or even educated when it comes to mental illness. Even typing “mental illness” in relation to myself is terrifying. At this point, 9 years later, I still think I am different from those suffering from mental illness. They have serious problems, mine is minor. But I am one of those people, and my problem isn’t minor.

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Anxiety, Self-Love

DIY Fold-Over Elastic Hair Ties

 DIY Fold-Over Elastic Hair Ties

I’ve been using the fold-over elastic hair ties for years now and I love them. They are gentler on your hair than traditional hair ties and minimize hair breakage. The only thing is, I always lose them, often to one of the cats the like to steal them. I decided instead of paying $5 for 5 hair ties, I’d spend $5 and make 20 myself.

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Beauty, DIY

Road Trip To Athens

Last weekend David and I loaded into a van with five friends and we headed to Athens for the night. We went with the express purpose of trying out two of the breweries there, but I was also pretty excited to see the city after hearing amazing things from my friends that went to UGA. Thankfully Athens is only a little over an hour from Atlanta because 7 adults in a mini-van was a tight squeeze.

 

Road Trip To Athens

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Saratoga Springs

This past weekend David and I made a trip up to Saratoga Springs for one of his best friend’s weddings. It was my first time in Saratoga Springs and I loved the little city that was so full of charm. The streets were lined with grand old Victorian houses and the little downtown area was made up of adorable shops, restaurants, and bars.

 

On Thursday we got into town and met up with everyone at one of the local bars. It was great to catch up with everyone. On Friday, the day of the wedding, David and I went out and found a cute little place for breakfast, then he was off to see to his groomsman duties. I spent most of the day sleeping off all the beer I’d had the night before and grabbed coffee with the wife of one of the other groomsmen.

 

The wedding was absolutely beautiful and we had so much fun that I only managed to take one super grainy picture. David has a great, close-knit group of friends and hanging out with them and their significant others is always a great time.

 

Saratoga Springs

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My Adoption Story

In honor of my birthday today, I decided to post my adopt story.

 

I was born on Homestead Air Force Base just outside Miami, Florida. My mom couldn’t have any more children after some complications from my sister’s birth, but she and my father wanted more. My mom’s obstetrician knew my parents were considering adoption and he happened to be the doctor that delivered me.

 

I don’t know much about my birth parents. My birth mother didn’t want to meet my parents and she didn’t provide much information in the adopting paperwork. The nurses said my birth father was there when I was born, but that’s really all I know about him. I don’t even know their names.

 

After I was born, my mom’s obstetrician, who knew my parents wanted more children, called my parents to let them know there was a healthy baby girl he delivered that was up for adoption. My parents immediately contacted a lawyer and the adoption was set in motion. They visited me in the hospital while I was in the nursery and the nurses had to work to keep them separate from my birth mother who also continued to visit me. She was adamant about not wanted to meet the people who adopted me.

 

My parents were able to take me home from the hospital, but for the first 6 months we had to live in West Palm Beach with my grandmother while the adoption was being finalized. My family was under the constant scrutiny of social services and my birth mother could change her mind at any time and take me back during that first year. My family lived in constant fear of losing me. My 5-year-old sister figured out the conversion of the U.S. dollar to the Canadian dollar and packed a suit case so we could run away to Canada in the event someone came to take me away. My mom was terrified that if I got sick, social services would think she wasn’t taking good enough care of me. When I was a couple of months old I came down with a nasty respiratory infection that turned into pneumonia. My mom sat with me in the shower, under the hot water, breathing in the steam for the entire night. She was terrified to take me to the doctor in case social services was alerted. Obviously babies get sick, no matter how attentive parents are, but my mom was overly sensitive to any scrutiny that may fall on her since it could result in me being taken away. She did end up taking me to the doctor, nothing happened, and I got better.

 

My birth mother never came back for me, and my family and I went on to live a normal life. I’ve always known I was adopted. I don’t have a memory of being told, because I think I was always told, from the very beginning, even before I could understand. It was always an open subject in my family. Plus, it was pretty obvious. My parents and sister have dark hair. My mom and sister are both around 5 feet tall. I was born with white-blonde ringlets, and outgrew my mom and sister by 5th grade. My sister used to tease me that my parents found me in the trash can and I used to tease her that they went shopping for me because they didn’t like her. My being adopted was never a taboo topic. We make jokes about it constantly. I’m always amused when people treat it as a touchy subject and are cautious to ask questions. We have always been open about it.

 

The interesting thing is that my mom and I are incredibly similar. My sister and dad are basically twins personality wise, and my mom and I are twins in the same way. I do however have very specific personality traits that no one else in my family has. I have to wonder if I got that from nature, and the rest is nurture.

 

Words cannot express how thankful I am to my birth mother. Aside from my parents, she gave me the most selfless gift a woman can give. She gave me a chance at a life better than the one she could provide me. She gave me life, visited me every day in the nursery, then walked away, knowing it was the best thing she could do for me. I cannot imagine having to make such a difficult choice. I honestly doubt I would be able to do it.

 

I know a lot of people who have met their birth parents and most have told me not to do it because of their disastrous experiences. If I do, I would never do it expecting a relationship. I know she has a life now, and the people in it may not even know I exist. I’d just love to be able to tell thank her.

 

I wish I knew who I looked like. I know that may seem silly, but it’s something I have always wanted to know. I’d like to know where I come from. They are simple things people take for granted every day.

 

While I am eternally grateful to my birth mother for giving me the chance at a better life, I’m even more thankful to my family for giving me that life. I grew up always surrounded by love. I couldn’t imagine a better childhood, a better mother, a better father, or a better big sister. I was given every opportunity in life. My parents have sacrificed so much for my sister and I to give us everything we needed and most of what we wanted. I have never had to take a step in life without the support of my family and I truly thank God every day for making them my family. I honestly believe I am one of the luckiest people in the world.

Family

“They Made My Feet Look Fat”

Image from Unsplash by Kyle Anderson

Image from Unsplash by Kyle Anderson

 

The other day I was doing some online shopping looking for a new pair of black ballet flats for work. I gave up wearing heels years ago when I switched to a job that doesn’t require that I wear a suit every day. Now I just try to make sure I find a pair of flats that look work appropriate and that I can wear all day with minimal discomfort.

 

I was browsing the reviews on a site for a pair of shoes that caught my eye and the first review I saw said something along the lines of “These shoes were so cute online and they were really comfortable to wear, but they made my feet look fat when I put them on so I had to return them.” All I could think was “REALLY?! That’s something I need to consider when buying shoes now?!” I don’t know about you, but for me, finding a pair of shoes that are not only cute but also comfortable is so rare that I couldn’t imagine passing them up.

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Blogging, Self-Love

Goodbye Condo

After being on the market for about 6 months, I finally sold my condo and had the closing last week!

I loved that condo and I spent 3 very happy years there. The condo was MY space that I owned and was a symbol of my becoming an actual adult. It was in the center of Buckhead and close to all the places and events a 20 or 30-something could ever want to attend. It was 3 miles from work so I never had to battle rush hour traffic. But as life changes, we often outgrow our spaces, and David and I outgrew that condo. We decided it was time to move into a house so we could have more space and a yard.
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Easy DIY Dog Treats

Yesterday I decided to make the animals treats from scratch. I’ve been wanting to make them treats for a while since Sophie is on a limited ingredient diet for allergies and I wanted to do something special for Bernie while he adjusts to our home. I realize he won’t know I actually made him treats, but doing something nice for him still felt good.

 

Easy DIY Dog Treats

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DIY, Recipes, The Monsters