Facebook isn’t a valid news source

I see this ALL the time, way too often actually, and it’s quite scary. Something is posted or shared and it goes viral and people are outraged (or super happy, depending on the post) and suddenly in a flurry it’s all over Facebook. I have seen post on how it’s the end of the world, photos of all of the “awful” things happening around the world, and even some good things. Share this photo and get free chipotle! Yeah, I have been there and done that and guess what, if you show that photo to a fast food chain they will laugh at you and say sorry, this isn’t valid please actually buy your meal.

But why do we this? We share something without really thinking of it’s origins or where it came from or who even originally posted it. And it’s not too hard to find out what is falsified and what is actually real. I mean google searches can tell you where pictures actually came from. Searching for the original post can tell you if this is a legit facebook sharing stuff or one that was just created to share this account of things that suddenly has surfaced but is totally true. And just plain common sense will tell you what is entirely plausible, and what isn’t.

Remember the tide pod eating craze? And then right after it suddenly became huge news that kids were snorting condoms? Yeah, the actual video of that was from years ago, from one kid who was doing some kind of challenge. But everyone believed that kids were now snorting condoms because someone found this video and shared it like “kids now days snort condoms! First tide pods, now this? Crazy!” and it was insane how fast people believed this to be something kids were actually doing quite regularly. Which in turn led kids to actually try it, though thankfully only a couple did. At least only a couple filmed and published it. But a quick youtube search will show you like 2 kids who actually tried, tons of news videos on this “new trend” and then videos from a year ago, 5 years ago and even 10 years ago.

I watched a video one time, about a person talking to a snake. They said to the snake, “You have legs! It was on facebook, so it’s true!” and while the snake tried to tell the person how stupid it was, snakes don’t have legs, the person shared the post and told everyone they know that snakes do have legs. Because it was on facebook, so it must be true. Here is the actual video if you ever want to watch it. While incredibly dumb, it has a point. Just believing something that is from our facebook timeline isn’t actually a valid source.

Here is a thing though, people can post whatever they want. Google has a bajillion images that anyone can download. And photoshop exists. So this tweet that is supposedly from some verified account saying these newsworthy things is actually very easily edited in photoshop. I have no idea how to use photoshop and I can safely tell you that I would be able to make up a fake tweet. If you really want to know if someone actually tweeted this out, go sift through all the tweets they have tweeted. Also good luck, because my twitter alone has over 12K tweets and I’m not even verified.

The facts are though, just because something is posted, doesn’t mean it’s true. Just because they have a photo, doesn’t mean it’s true. People lie, people make stuff up and people spread rumors about all kinds of things. It’s sad, but it’s true.

All those go fund me links you see asking for donations? Do you even know where this money is going. Maybe it’s the still the broke college kid in me but when I see a link, I don’t just drop money all over it. I don’t know the people personally asking, I do not 100% know for sure that they even need the money for what they say because I have never met them. And it’s sad, because I would love to be able to help everyone who needs help. But not through a link online, in a world where people can make false profiles and write whatever they want. I do not know if they will actually take the money and use it for what they claim, or if this is a scam because they know if they get a picture of a little girl and say she needs help she is so sick people will donate money to them. Not to mention the thousands of funding pages for things like “help me buy this, I need a car, I want to travel etc” which alone make a person shudder with the amount of funding pages people have for things they really should just be saving up for with their own money. As much as I would love to have an all expenses paid vacation via go fund me, I can go to work and save my money and do it myself.

The thing is though, we live in a fast social media world now. Where people are obsessed with sharing everything. But we never get the whole story. The videos of people being treated “poorly” at a store or restaurant could very well be an act. Because all we see is the last half of what was going on, with this person claiming that they are being treated so poorly. But what went on before the video was recorded? How was this person acting before they suddenly decided that they were wronged and need evidence of this? I could go into a store and make a huge scene and get kicked out, then start recording as security removed me yelling about how they are being rude to me just because I am a girl. Chances are people would share the crap out of that, saying “don’t shop here they are sexist towards woman.” and bam. Half a truth has suddenly become the only truth in the eyes of social media.

But because it was posted online it must be true. And that’s honestly the scariest thought to think about. People don’t take the time anymore to look things up, read from actual sources AND to read both sides of an issue. We see something, we believe it, we share it. So when did facebook photos and peoples tweets become the news? My goodness, look up press releases and statements and find out where those posts actually came from.

Have you ever looked up one of those “bad” posts people have shared. For example a while ago it was huge news that a worker at a restaurant purposely put meat into a vegan meal. While they had screen shots of the actual post of the worker bragging about doing it, it was no where to be found online. And you can go to their profile real quick and find out if it’s on there or not. Now I know that things can be deleted but also, wouldn’t there be more of a trace of it than just that one screen shot? Things online are never truly gone after all.

And honestly, I get it. Because you see something and you feel like you need to be outraged and do something about it so you share it. But spreading false news and media lies won’t help anything. What does help is finding out what is really going on, sharing the actual news and then doing something accordingly. Because simply sharing a post claiming to be truth is only going to cause more hurt and confusion in the long wrong. Facebook isn’t our news source, social medias aren’t platforms of truth and literally anything can be falsified. We have some very passionate people who think by making posts on facebook they are helping the issues of the world. And it’s having an opposite effect.

So before going on a social media outrage rant, before sharing anything, before making claims find out more about it. Look stuff up, do your own research and make sure that you know for sure what you are sharing. It doesn’t take that much more effort to do a little homework, and it can do a world of good in the social media world.

The importance of breathing in yoga

Honestly, I get this question a lot, way more often then you’d think. And even from people who have been doing yoga for ages. “Why is the breath important?” Or some variation of this question. Like, “you give a lot of breath cues, it takes away from the flow.” Or “Do you need to say every inhale and exhale?” Which I mean, no I really don’t need to say to inhale to table top or exhale to sit. But the breath cues play a huge role in the practice and yes I really do need those inhales and exhales for twists and other postures that you don’t just dump yourself into.

So why is it that the breathing is such an important role in your yoga practice? And while I was taught in a very active from of yoga that requires breathing cues the entire time, it’s still a key element to every practice. Look up any well loved, and respectable, yoga instructor on youtube. They take a few minutes at least to chill out before practice and come to your breath and honestly its for good reason too. 172776510.jpg

Okay so let’s break this down then. First off the very definition of yoga is literally postures to breath. A form of active meditation, and honestly the postures are just a tiny bit of the yoga. A huge part of yoga is actually the breath work, meditation and all in all a good mind set and solid focus. It’s main goal is to bring in relaxation and meditation, maybe calming someone after a stressful day or bringing the focus that they need.

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  1. a Hindu spiritual and ascetic discipline, a part of which, including breath control, simple meditation, and the adoption of specific bodily postures, is widely practiced for health and relaxation.

I mean, the google definition of yoga is literally just that. Breath control, its a discipline for specific purposes. The thing is, breath is the LEAST talked about in a yoga practice. Like sure, we do little breath warm ups before we start, take some time coming to a good solid (deep) breath that will guide through the postures. But we don’t talk about it. And honestly that’s something that should be talked about, but when people come for a class that is 45, 55 or even 60 minutes long they don’t want time wasted talking about the breath. Because all in all, it’s not what matters to them and it’s not why they came. But it’s something that is huge, major, so important so we should at least mention why we do the breath and not just guide people through it hoping for the best or hoping that it somehow sticks.

Okay, so we know the definition, we know that technically it’s super important and huge, but why is it that way? Why is our breath the key?

First off, it does help your practice. Like a lot. Focusing on the breath can bring in a sense of peace and calm and really bring a person to that meditation mindset. Which sounds so cheesy, but honestly the best practices that I have had are the ones where I focus on my breathing and get into that mind set and just let everything else go. It’s empowering, and just really ties a practice together.

Second, it takes the focus off what you’re doing vs what you need. So instead of focusing on the posture that you need to hold for a frustratingly long time, you breathe. And while it’s still not a simple task to chill out in side plank you can at least breathe through it and in turn strengthen yourself in the long run. headstand-1439439.jpg

Third, strength. You could hold your breath during your side plank, but then your muscles are kind of just chilling out super tight. But if you add in the breath work, it’s just that. Work. Your muscles end up doing even more work, and while it doesn’t actually seem like it you can see results. I have had so many great side planks when I just remember to breathe it out.

Fourth, it actually makes postures easier. GASP! I know that this kind of ties in with the second point, but have you ever done crow pose and just couldn’t do it? Yeah, same. I struggled with it so much. Or a headstand? Yeah those too. But once I learned to breath my way through it (also ENGAGE those abdominal muscles) then I found my balance to be much better and more steady. I am a pro at crow now, and while it took a ton of work to get there my breath work certainly helped me a lot.

Fifth, it literally matches flowing or vinyasa yoga perfectly. Each breath you take you do a pose. Inhale rise, exhale fold etc. It makes the practice flow quite beautifully, and while the constant reminder to breath during your practice seems tedious and quite annoying there is a point to it. Trust me, yoga teachers aren’t just saying it for kicks. If you’re into vinyasa style yoga then you need to have the breath, otherwise your just moving around on a mat.

All in all, breath plays a huge role in yoga. If you’re simply just looking for a workout that is fine, yoga can provide that as well. Breathing can help make it more intense for you though. But if you’re looking to expand in your yoga practice then work on the breath. Explore the different options that are out there and find the best one for your practice. It will make all the difference.

Is zero waste always possible?

This is kind of a huge thing for people trying to cut down their waste, especially when there are items that we actually need in our lives. Medicines, feminine products, medical items etc. So are these items truly necessary or have we just been conditioned to think that they are.

In short, yes. But it is really more complicated than that. It seems that sometimes people are shamed for needing these items, and while it is good to reduce our waste we really need to realize that sometimes people actually do need these things in their lives, they may be trying very hard to be less wasteful and we don’t need to shame them.

Reasons someone might need waste in their life:

-Medical needs. Try as we might we really can’t fix all issues with oils checklist-3222079_960_720

-Medical products- change those gloves, change needles, STOP the spread of disease. Zero waste won’t do any good if we all contract weird viruses.

-Someone may not have time, or the ability, to prep every single meal. We don’t know their life so don’t tell someone they need to buy all zero waste food.

-Some people may not be able to use a menstrual cup, it might be easier for them to use disposable products, we don’t know. So again, no need to judge. Peoples needs are important.

-Maybe it’s just not in their area. I know that it’s really hard for us to get stuff zero waste, save money and not starve.

shy-863056_960_720This is a lifestyle that comes with many privileges. Take a look at this awesome buzzfeed video to see more on it. Zero waste for 30 days.

If you aren’t able to be 100% zero waste don’t feel bad. I used to beat myself up all the time over this. How as I going to buy laundry items that would get clothes clean when we live with 3 cats? In my area I can’t. How can we take care of 3 living creatures without waste? We can’t. I made myself miserable trying to be perfect, when I finally stopped and just did what I could I lived a much happier life.

So try to do what you can, still use what you need. While it is good to question our need of some items we also don’t want to just trash everything just cause of waste.

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DIY wall spot cleaning

So we are going to be moving in April; and with that comes all the packing, cleaning and patching. I figured I could get a head start and start packing the things we don’t really need in day to day life. So, as very clever me went to remove the bajillion pictures and wall hanging items we have I had a mini heart attack as I saw black smudges that stained the once white wall. IMG_5118

I tried scrubbing them off, I tried some soap, I tried our little dish eraser type thing. NOTHING! So I googled, my answer was-ammonia. No thanks, no way, not in my home. I figured there had to be a way, there just had to be. Then I remember that I had made all my homemade cleaners one time, and we still had a degreaser. The degreaser is essential baking soda and dish soap. Which offered the clean as well as the abrasive scrub.

So I gently covered the smudges with the paste, as extra measure I let it sit then sprayed some vinegar over it making it react with the baking soda. Then I scrubbed, and while it was not perfectly pristine white on the first try the spots are definitely gone and black smudges no longer plague my wall. So here is how you can erase those pesky stains from your walls as well, with no harmful ingredients as well as being zero waste as well.

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Half and half baking soda/dish soap – mix well

Directions:

spread the mix on the wall, let sit for a few minutes. Optional to add vinegar to ensure extra stain removal, and then scrub away. Make sure to test this before use so you don’t damage paint, but this did fine with my walls and I rent an apartment. A rough sided sponge works best for this as well.

Make sure to go back over and wash all the residue off the walls with soapy water as well. And WALLAH your walls are cleaner and less spotty. This might take a few scrubs but for me this beats having to buy and use ammonia. You can still see that I have some residue left, but this worked wonders for me and did so much more than I thought. Huge improvement from the dark picture fram shaped stains for sure. Going over it again will definitely help I think, and I love that I found a non-toxic way to deal with tough stains.

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When people change

Something that I have come to learn in adult hood is that people change. Like a lot. There have been many people who I thought were my friends, and suddenly they have proved that is not the case. People who had seemed one way, suddenly they are different. I have been dealing with this every since I have turned 18, and it’s something that I don’t think will ever change.

Ohlson1My first roommate in college was my first taste of this. I mean sure there were those people in high school. But that was high school, I figured people were still figuring stuff out and in college people would pretty much just be how they presented themselves. Not really the case, poor 18 year old me. When I had met my roommate in college, she seemed nice and peppy. I pretty much had instant “friends”. For about 2 weeks I had people to eat with and things to do. Places to go. People to talk to. This is kind of a lot for someone who is naturally introverted and really sucks at making friends. I say for about 2 weeks cause that is really how long it lasted for me.

Suddenly my roommate was telling people about her life, laughing about it because she had painted this super perfect life to show her family but really she was a “bad” girl. Don’t get me wrong, I am not judging and I’m not about to make comments about someones lifestyle. But we went to a Christian college and she was making plans to be a youth minister, but bragging about how many guys she had snuck home while her mom was still there. It’s an entirely different thing to paint yourself as this perfect person, claiming to follow a certain life and then having it all be a lie. Just be honest, truly it just makes everything easier.

After she had started bragging about stuff like that, she began to show it off in her real life as well. She had brought a guy home to the dorm, and mind you while we had a sizable dorm this is still incredibly awkward. I won’t say much more, you can pretty much guess the idea of what happened here. After that things were just really rocky, she tried to apologize passing off the encounter as just kissing the guy. I was 18, this is new to me and I had no clue what to do but I wasn’t stupid as to what had really happened. People had asked me why I wasn’t getting along with my roommate and I just answered with the truth of what happened. I didn’t make a habit of spreading it all around, and I only told the one or two people who had asked me. Maybe that was too far, but I wasn’t sure how to really explain what had went down without the truth. The moment that really ended things was a few days later when she cornered me in front of my new “friends” essentially yelling at me because people now knew what she had done. She told me she had a reputation to uphold and I needed to stop spreading lies about her. I soon moved out of the dorm unofficially to a friends dorm who had no roommate at the time. I tried my best to contact our RA and resolve this, asking to officially move. The request was denied, I was told that we had to work it out and get along. There wasn’t anything to work out though, I just knew I needed to switch roommates because I was not prepared to handle all that drama. I contacted the person in charge of all the RA’s and when we finally had the meeting I told him what happened he immediately apologized and told me to move they would get me a key as soon as possible.

feet-914737_960_720Now this girl turned out to be pretty nice actually, after her crazy sort of party like phase in the first year or two. But she was nasty to me and had somehow got everyone to believe that I was the one lying. I had thought that she was the person she made herself out to be but she wasn’t. That’s fine, truly, but just don’t lie about who you are.

This isn’t the only person in my life to exhibit this behavior either. I’m not sure what it is, maybe I tend to pick the wrong friends or maybe I just suck and am generally hated. But recently I’ve had some friends who suddenly have no time for us. Whenever I’d ask them to hang out there was an excuse. Now, I am an adult I realize people have lives and that we are busy. But after about 6+ months of someone being busy you kind of get the picture. If you truly care you make time for friends. When I had told them how I felt hurt and that it seemed as though they didn’t want to hang anymore I offended them. I wasn’t able to be honest and express that I was deeply hurt and I missed them. Instead I just made them mad, and they said they were just busy. I don’t want to go into a lot of detail, but of the things they listed that they had going on, one thing in particular wasn’t something that needed to be keeping them busy. It was easily rescheduled and could easily be done at another time but we were told that we couldn’t hang out because of it. When something becomes more important than friends (not just anything though something that can be arranged, moved or honest to goodness just a hobby like reading a book or gaming or something) than you begin to realize that these people really don’t want you in their life. And it hurts, so much.

I don’t want this post to be entirely a dump post though. Yes people change and they can hurt you. I’ve had this happen several times, the worst of these being my friends who seem as though they just don’t like us anymore. To be honest, if that is the case I would much rather that just be said then to be continued to be fed excuses. But I have many friends in my life, wonderful friends who have stuck by my side no matter what.

I did meet some people in college who mean very much to me and I love them. And they make the effort to see me and to talk to me. I have  friend who flies out to visit us (he lives 6 hours away) and another friend who surprises me with awesome phones calls. I don’t have to talk to them everyday, and I certainly don’t see them everyday. My friend who visits does have the luxury of flights basically whenever he wants so that helps, but these friends make time for me. girlfriends-2213259_960_720They make time to talk, they listen, they visit and they are just generally there for me. I know that I can count on them, I can share my most profound life issues with them and they understand and/or listen.

And while I feel crushed, overwhelmed by the pressing feelings of hurt and loneliness I know that I do have a support system. Sometimes, you just can’t get people to realize how much they have hurt you. And you know what, it’s okay. When this happens, do your best to patch things up. Be the best that YOU can be and just move on. I won’t be asking those friends to hang out again, I’ll wait until they come to me. If they ever do. I slowly stopped contacting so much, because every time I did I felt as a failure or a less than person. We don’t need people like that in our lives, we really truly don’t. I’m not saying it to be mean about it either, but we can quietly let go and move on with our lives. Because people do change, and that’s okay. It can help us figure out who our real friends are, the ones who will stick with us no matter what. And if a friend can’t be there for you then don’t bend over backward trying to get them to be there for you.

Life is too short, we are getting too old, and it’s too painful to have to keep making ourselves feel like crap over someone else. For my yoga training we had to read the book “The Four Agreements” and in one of the chapters the agreement was “don’t take anything personally” going as far as to say if someone hurts us it’s not about us it’s about them. This resonates with me. It’s so true, and I try to remember this everyday. When  I feel as though I suck, or I am hated, I just tell myself it isn’t about me, it’s about them and I just need to continue to live my life and not worry about others. Toxic people don’t need to be in our lives. And we can all quietly let them go, chances are they won’t even notice anyways.

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Finding a job you love

I know that this is kind of cliché, because honestly who has a job that they love? It seems like something that should be so simple, and yet it’s so hard to actually find a job that you love. And in todays day and age it’s required to have a job so you need to go out and pick something that you are able to support yourself on. So we end up picking a job, even if we hate it, just so we can survive. Yay, real world. It sucks.

I know the harsh truth of this all too much, having spent my entire life doing things that I didn’t not actually enjoy. I dreaded going to work, I was miserable and unhappy and hated what I was doing with every fiber of my being. I’d been doing the same thing since I was 16, and it wasn’t good. I know that jobs aren’t meant to be fun, and they aren’t meant to be enjoyed. But why not? And why is the first response to someone hating their job to tell that person they need to try harder or do better because the reason they hate their job is all their fault.

My mom would always tell me this, it was on the list of lectures that I got. Everything was what I would make it, even if I didn’t have the “best” job I could still make it better. Something happened at work? She would respond that she has always had it worse. This only added to the feeling of unhappiness to be quite honest. I was in a dead end job that I hated, and at the same time I was being made to feel like it was all my fault and I needed to make a change.

My job, childcare.kids-2985782_960_720 Don’t get me wrong, I liked working with kids. I did not like the other aspects. So much crap went down, workers filtered out faster than a toilet flushed. For a long time I was doing so much over time I would arrive at 630 in the morning and wouldn’t leave until well after 4 or 5 in the afternoon. This was everyday for a while actually. I would get an hour lunch break (we get a paid 30 minute one so I would essential get a half hour off my work time to be able to stay longer) and it was called good. When they finally realized how long I was working they were shocked. I remember my boss saying to me “I didn’t realize how much you had been working” like it was a shock to them even though I was there all day everyday. Somedays I didn’t even get that extra break, which royally sucked.

The cherry on top was being asked the day of to stay late, or when I was “on call” unofficially they would call hours before they needed me. Each time when I was not able to I was told that I was required to do this and saying no wasn’t an option. Or I would be sighed at. There was the one time that I had missed a meeting because they way they told employees about a meeting was solely verbal. When I was cornered and asked why I had missed it I simply said (while extremely busy taking kids to the bathroom mind you, I was literally doing my job) that I honest to goodness didn’t know about it. I was accused of having an attitude and was told, kid you not, this is why people complain about me all the time because I have such a bad attitude.

Now I am a pretty emotionally aware person. I can get worked up, I get crazy, but I fully realize when I am being unreasonable and when I am not doing anything at all. That time, I didn’t do anything. I answered a question in a rather bland non emotional tone. So maybe I just have resting bitch face or something because I don’t know how I was chewed out that much and made to feel as though everyone hated me. At that point why was I even hired there?

Eventually I moved from that center though, thankfully I had moved towns I was in and was able to say that I found another center closer to where I now was living. However it was then that I realized I just didn’t enjoy childcare, and the things that came with it. I was good at my job, I did everything I was asked plus some. baby-2981946_960_720.jpgBut that’s the problem in a job like that. You have the people that try so hard and they get the brunt of it all because they actually work and then you have the people that just sit on their butts doing nothing still getting paid because they think childcare means just being in the room with the kids.

And I am not trying to complain about how crappy my work situation was, or place blame or anything like that. I’m telling the facts so that people can get an idea of what working in childcare is like. As much as I loved working with kids, there is just too much other stuff that goes on that burns you out. And while the new center was better by far it came with it’s whole slew of issues as well.

People would get hired then sit, literally sit all day doing absolutely nothing. The boss wouldn’t fire anyone and they new it. The one time the boss stepped up and told some employees that they needed to step up with their job, they stopped coming to work. We had a girl that was hired who sat. Nothing but sitting, and gossiping. Talking smack, and literally hating anyone who actually did their job. It was a fight working with her, asking her to do something made her mad. Then she would talk crap about you to everyone, also not realizing that if she was in the other room that was attached to the one I worked in YOU COULD HEAR EVERY WORD. Classy. Also classy, her talking about her entire personal life, like every extreme detail of every personal thing she did. In front of the kids. I mean I know they’re like 1-2 years old but still, not appropriate. But despite employees acting like that, and causing so much drama, they were never fired. Either because the boss was too nice or just too afraid of losing people because hiring new ones is so much harder.

I have since quit childcare altogether and moved on to yoga.29389458_10211698395800431_8398133395648937984_o Last I heard that one girl is still working, I remember on my second to last day I could hear her talking smack about me. Mocking me because I had quit so I could instead teach yoga. Like of all the things to mock someone about, you’re really going to mock me for finding a more flexible job, better hours and better pay? I simply made it known that I could hear her, didn’t say a word and just walked off. My look, I’m assuming, was something resembling “I am so done with you but you aren’t even worth a fight or a response.” And I have not a single regret that I ever quit because as much as I loved that center the people (okay one person in particular) there were enough to make me never want to return.

The process to yoga was long and difficult, the training was long. The hunt for job was even longer. And the disappointment was a bitter, harsh truth of my reality. I spent months not working, desperately trying to find anything. And while I was extremely blessed that my husband made enough to cover everything it was not without hardship.

And now, I have a great job. For about a month now I have been doing the training, going to classes and teaching! I don’t want to be that person who is jumping for joy because I have moved on in life, not really seeing the bigger picture. But you can generally tell pretty quickly what kind of job it’s going to be. My first month at both childcare jobs were pretty telling, and I soon learned what they would be like. But my first month teaching yoga was literal gold. Okay not literally, but I haven’t enjoyed working this much like ever. After I teach I have a little bounce. I’m happy, and excited to be doing it. I love to see people love what I am teaching, and I love everything about my job. While I have set classes I can also add in some subbing as well, essential working as much or as little as I want.

But to get to this point was a lot of work. I worked so hard, trained hard and got myself to where I am today. And while those lectures from my mom essential at the time didn’t make much sense I realized that yes I need to make the change. So I changed careers, and while that is probably not what my mom meant it has certainly worked for me.25075081_10210934710028764_8413503960227464115_o

So, hang in there. We can make our own futures. It might take time, but I believe that if we don’t like something in life we have the ability to change it. And if you have a really sucky job, I understand. I have been there. I am 23, turning 24 and I have just now figured out what I want to do with my life. There is no age limit as to when you need to figure this out. There is no deadline, and there is nothing saying that you can’t go after your dreams after the age of 21. And yes, sometimes we need to work crappy jobs, but that doesn’t mean that we need to be stuck in them forever. An opportunity will come along, and eventually you will be able to follow a dream and find a job that you can truly enjoy.

Cujo by Stephen King

So part of the expanding of my blog is going to be reviews as well. Since I am an avid reader (and huge gamer) I figured that I should start including some of my inputs on these things. I mean I used to do book reviews all the time on my other blog so it’s not like I am foreign to review type posts.

*Warning, the review describes cujo in mild detail about a viscous rabid dog/murder*

So recently I read Cujo, which I know it’s kind of an old book but surprisingly it’s NOT one of Stephen Kings most well known, or even well liked, books. There’s even a movie, which didn’t get terrible reviews it just wasn’t that popular either. I mean it’s not like Carrie, IT or The Shining. I won’t lie the ONLY reason that I even heard of Cujo was from a friends episode, the one where Rachel is watching the movie. I was intrigued by a killer dog plot that I looked it up and was mildly surprised to see that it was a King Novel. So yeah, enough back story. I got ahold of the book and read it pretty quickly.

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So first, what is Cujo about?

In a small town in Maine Vic and Donna Trenton are trying to struggle through their marriage. Their son Tad, struggles through his own worries of nightmares and monsters. On the outskirts of town, the Cambers have their own set of issues and don’t realize that their beloved family pet, Cujo, has taken a turn for the worst after a nasty encounter with a rabid bat. As everyone is focused on their own lives, and issues, Cujo begins to terrorize the town. 

Honestly, the plot to this is so hokey. When I read the back of the book (which actually had an even hokier description) I was like “I’m not sure about this, it sounds really dumb.” but I had already looked up a better description of the plot and I knew that this type of horror was something that I would be interested in. So I read it.

And I was hooked from the first page. King is an amazing writer. Although he stated that he has no memory of this book as he was so drunk while writing it. Kudos drunk Stephen King, for he is also a fantastic writer. So the story of how this novel came to be isn’t really all that pretty, and to be quite frank the novel itself isn’t “pretty” but it’s an extremely good book.

The back story to each character is riveting. I love back story, I love to know the most out of each character and King defiantly delivers that, right down to the character who spans less than 5 pages. Everyone has a story, everyone has detail and each detail ties into the story and adds to it perfectly.

King also has descriptions down to a point, including the viscousness of the dog attacks. This is true horror in it’s finest. I think the genius of Cujo was simply how plain it was, there wasn’t some huge monster. There weren’t any boogies, no magical anything. Nothing. There was a dog, there were a kids nightmares, there was reference to a dead serial killer. It was real, and that is what made this book so truly terrifying. Horror movies hardly phase me, I know that a demon isn’t going to suddenly pop out of my closest and steal my soul. I know that the witches aren’t going to get me or that a ghost isn’t suddenly going to camp out in my place. There isn’t a shadow girl haunting me and hurting my family. But Cujo gives you chills, makes you think. Because it could happen. You can have nightmares, serial killers are real, and rabies is no myth of the mystical world. Let me tell you I was side eying my cat (who had been found in a truck as a 6 week old kitten) wondering how long rabies can stay dormant for. Word of advice, don’t look it up because you do NOT want to know. Also vaccinate your pets.

So while the rational side of me knew that this particular story wasn’t going to come to life for me, the irrational side was like “but rabies, they’re real and suddenly your cat could turn.” and for that I applaud King because I have never been terrified of a book before in my life. So besides the characters being solid, the story well written, the horror also really hit the nail on the head. I was lost in a world, wondering what was going to happen to these characters that I either loved or hated.

And the end, the plot twist. It ripped my heart out. If you have read this book then you know what I am talking about. I would recommend this book for the plot twist alone because King really knows how to tie up a novel, make things all okay and yet somehow make them not okay all at the same time.

I rated this book a 5/5 on Goodreads, it was too good for anything less. I was hooked, terrified and all in all in love with this horrible dog slasher story. I recommend this book to horror lovers, or King fans. But just remember it’s kind of an awful lots of death and horror story. So if you don’t like that then i don’t recommend. But if you like that, like I do, this is definitely the book for you. It may not be Kings most loved work, but I certainly enjoyed it.