Author: Classic Ruby

Thoughtful, honest, and open-minded. Willing to “go there” just so I can have the experience…and I have no problem sharing those experiences with you. Some may call me a bitch– the fact is, I can sometimes be what others term as “too honest for my own good”. If my unwillingness to sugarcoat the truth, if your ability to take my word at what it is without having to add a grain of salt, makes me a bitch, I say more power to me. This corrupted, lying, guile-filled society could use a bit more of my brand of “bitchiness”.

Don't Call Me Baby: Version 2.0

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maybe in relationships you should wear one of these

As I write this, I am currently on my death bed (OK, so being sick makes me somewhat melodramatic :-p) and am unable to come up with an original idea to save my life. However, just the other week or so, I took one of my old posts, of the same title as this one, and I expanded on it to win a contest (I came in second place, which ain’t bad).  I decided it would be vaguely jerkish of me to come back on Wednesday and then disappear on Friday already. Sooo…Don’t Call Me Baby: The Uncut Extended Version is here to save the day!! Enjoy!

Oh, btw, I just wanted to share with you how irritating I find the term ‘baby’. Why is it that when two people get together they start calling each other ‘baby’ instead of by their actual names? I mean, an occasional ‘baby’ is fine, but all the time?!?!?. I think that laziness prevails and because one feels extremely comfortable with their partner their partners’ name is almost unimportant. All that matters is (more…)

Jamaican Cheese A Lie?? Say It Ain't So!!

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bun-and-cheeseHey y’all! Sorry for the long hiatus, but with Good Friday, Easter, and a bunch of birthday parties I haven’t had much time to do anything other than run around like a chicken with my head cut off and then recover. But, my little blogging vacation has come to an end, and I promise never to take such an extended one without a little warning first! Now that we’ve gotten that all out of the way, we can get right into my little Easter special. Ok, I get it. Easter is long over, and the last thing you want to do is hear about my cutesy little Easter holiday stories, or about what Jesus means to me. And don’t worry – I have no intention whatsoever of even remotely mentioning any of the above. Actually, what I wanna talk about is Jamaican cheese (more…)

Q: Did You Know Ricky Martin Was Gay? A: Who Didn't?

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ricky_martin_wallpaper-2Ok. So it doesn’t count as news. Primarily because nobody was anywhere near surprised. I’m pretty sure only little old ladies believed that Ricky Martin didn’t at the very least swing both ways. In fact, he was so acceptedly gay that nobody so much as ever brought it up ever again. It was just a non-issue. It became one of those “OMG Ricky Martin is so gay” “Ummm…yeah. So? Gay people act gay. Fag!” kind of moments. Anyway, either way, the man finally outed himself, and I still believe that that takes a whole lotta balls in Hollywood, especially when you have a career that hangs in the balance, one that highly depends on whether women think you’re sexy and wanna have your baby.

When looking for a suitably “Classic Ruby” article to share with you guys on this Ricky Martin thing, I came across this one. Quite frankly, it was perfect. Because it brings up this idea/issue of (more…)

Growing Pains: My Mother Thinks I Don't Love Her

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mother-daughter-plaqueI don’t think my mother thinks that I love her.

I do, of course. I love her more than I could ever possibly even describe in words. My heart at times aches with the grandeur that is my love for my mother. In fact, one of my recent midterm essays was on how much I love my mother and respect her and admire her and hope I’m just like her when I grow up.

And I think that’s exactly the problem. Growing up. I’m not the vapid little teenager who is acting like she is full grown before her time, thinking my mother is CLEARLY from the olden times and doesn’t know a damn thing about anything. I’m not the child who needs my mothers love, protection, and attention at all times. I’m not the 19 year old who has just figured out that my mother ISN’T as insane as I once accused (more…)

Have a Healthy Body Image: But a Healthy Body Matters

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morbid-obesity Hey y’all,

I’m sick as a dog right now, with what I am assuming is the flu. All I know is that I feel awful in every sense of the word and I spend most of my life curled up in my bed, in the dark, asleep. I’m never even hungry. If you know me, you know that that must mean I am VERY sick, cause I still love me my food even though every time I eat it causes me extreme abdominal pain (diagnosis hopefully coming soon). Anyway, as a result, I desperately need my rest. But I can’t leave y’all hanging! So, I found a post I made in a blog back in 2008. My general opinions on weight, body image, and self confidence haven’t changed, although some aspects of my size and my life have (dramatically) changed since the point in time that this was written. Either way, it’s a good look into the Classic Ruby mindframe at an earlier and different point in time. Enjoy! (more…)

Take a look at my post, and then your post, and then my post…

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old-spice…and then your post again. Yeah, my post is still funnier…LOL! I swear, I’m going somewhere with this. Well, barely. But you’ll enjoy the ride, and hopefully get a couple chuckles in to brighten your Monday!

This Old Spice commercial is just too hilarious! Fellow blogger (although as he reminded the rest of us bloggers on twitter our blogs are certainly NOT his blog LOL-Don’t worry, he’s not actually a prick, you’ll totally understand after you see the commercial) NWSO is the one who introduced me to this little slice of awesomeness. And I, being the gracious and loving and wonderful person that I am, decided to jump right on to my editor and get right to creating a new post so that I may share it with all of the rest of you. (more…)

Would Losing A Child Break You Down?

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woman-and-man-break-upSo..I like to write, if that wasn’t already obvious to the naked eye, what with me owning a blog and all. But what you may not know is that I really, really like writing. There are times in my life when I say “screw it all, let me just sit down and become a famous author!”. Yes, I do understand it’s not quite that easy, but the way in which I am able to totally get lost in my story as I’m creating it, the way in which I NEVER proof read or edit or whatever else, and somehow or another it all comes out pretty flawless (I’m talking spelling and grammar-wise – if you don’t like my style of writing, obviously it wouldn’t seem so “perfect” to you, but you can’t argue that semantically it’s pretty damn good!) all makes me think that writing was what I was born to do. Of course, I have other ambitions which currently trump writing for the moment, so I get my release by making entries in my blog, but also by writing poetry and short stories. I actually have  a few of them posted on my website www.25andalive.tk. For those observant few of you, you’ll notice this is also the website where you could find my Digital Stories.

Anyway, so I thought I would give you a little taste of my short story writing abilities. I hope you enjoy it! Please let me know what you think…and let me know if the actual story inspires any thoughts, feelings, or memories from you.

Breakdowns
A Classic Ruby Original

She runs frantically from room to room, desperately searching for the children she knows aren’t there. She is in tears, on the verge of hysteria. It is almost as though she cant feel her legs anymore, and for a brief moment she wonders how it is possible that her legs still be pumping rapidly underneath her, propelling her from room to room. She doesn’t pause to think however, can’t focus on anything but her task. When she is not going through a panic attack, she wonders whether its the strength of a mothers love or the weakness of a traumatized mind that can keep her moving like this, sometimes for hours, never stopping, never thinking of anything but finding her children, never even feeling remotely tired. Knowing that the search is futile, but not being able to give up-being compelled by some inner demon, to the observer appearing almost as though she was being chased by an invisible monster (more…)

Ruby Rant: On Ignorance

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ignorance-aint-bliss-t-shirtBefore continuing, I want to make sure that you are well aware of exactly what I mean when I use the terms “ignorant” or “ignorance”. I would have been irritated beyond belief if even one person read this post thinking I was referring to people who were rude, or crass, or whatever other totally incorrect definition that has been denoted to mean ignorant. The following are the actual definitions of the terms. If you’re unsure, please read them before continuing. The last thing you’d want to be, while reading my most recent little diatribe, is exactly the kind of person I am turning my nose up at and exiling into the gutters of society, defining them simply as common garbage. (more…)

Sumthin' Wicked This Way Comes: Innocence Lost

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I suggest before reading this post that you press play on the video, and let the speakers fill your mind with the stream of consciousness music that I had playing in the background while writing these contemplations. Take it slow, relax, let it all in: the vibe from the music, and not just the words but the messages embedded within. Let each thought, each memory, each piece of imagery take you to another place, in another time…if only for the few minutes it takes you to read it. I’m taking Classic Contemplations to a whole new level…it is meant to arouse all of your senses. Let it in. I hope it’s an uplifting experience for you. It was for me. (more…)