My future and what it holds.

Alright, so it's been a little while since I've posted something. BUT if you follow me anywhere else you'll know about my new obsession with healthful eating. Although the word obsession is typically used for something that is just going to be obsessed about for a short time. This fascination began about two months ago and I don't see it going anywhere anytime soon. It has been a complete lifestyle change for me. I'm more motivated to work out and eat healthy. In fact, eating junk isn't really an option for me anymore. I have  no desire to eat any of the junk I ate before just because I was hungry. I feel like a new person! I do feel like it has helped me to develop more self-control and patience.

Anyway, so what this blog was meant to be about is the fact that I love cooking and baking now. I've always gone through phases where I would cook for maybe a week and then fall out of it. Over the past two months I've been using the stove top and oven more and more, and with increasing ease. In fact this past weekend I made my family (minus Courtney) dinner: Turkey burgers with a side of fruit salad and green beans. I really enjoyed the experience and even more enjoyed the compliments I got on my meal. The best I got was from my dad, who is known to slather everything in BBQ sauce no matter the seasoning and preparation you took to get the flavors right. I begged him not to put his favorite condiment on these burgers, but rather use the coarse ground mustard I recommended. He loved it! "I never thought you would be good at cooking." Was his compliment about half way through the burger. Although my mom and sisters laughed, my response was...."Me either."

I've always been the odd one out when it came to cooking and baking in my family. Courtney is and I think will always be the baker in our family. She makes amazing cakes and she is a phenomenal decorator as well. Brittany is the cook. From the time she was a teenager she was cooking these great Italian meals. Anna is the kind of all around cook, she will bake or cook on the stove top, whatever she needs. I on the other hand have almost always been the microwave queen. Even making something as simple as oatmeal on the stove top for the first time would have me stressed out and unsure of every single step despite the fact that it was spelled out in simple English. Plus I wasn't ever patient enough to wait on something to cook or bake. Instant was the way to go, because when I was hungry, I was HUNGRY.

So now I am really seeing the way God is changing me and I am so very excited to see what He is preparing me for in my future. If it's keeping myself and my husband healthy and having meals prepared for him in advance I am so ready for that. Or if it's something more along the lines of cooking, baking and catering meals to the likes of children, I am ready for that as well. The thought of starting my own children off eating the delicious foods that God created for us from the start is an exciting endeavor. I want to show them the tastes of cheese beyond the boring old cheddar. Brie, feta, provolone, ricotta, monterey jack and always mozzarella cheeses. I can also tell you fruit will be a daily staple in my home. I have come to highly enjoy the sweet and tartness of strawberries, blueberries, kiwi and pineapple in my daily life. Don't even get me started on bananas though. I've never been a fan of the yellow encased fruit until now. I could eat two or three everyday and still not get enough.

Let's just say I am very much looking forward to the future that God has for me, no matter what path it may take me down. I also want to encourage fellow young woman who could never picture having a family of their own.......If it's what God wants He will provide you with the tools you will need and it will be greater and more important then any career you could have had in it's place.

The touchy subject.

     Okay, so it's been a little while since I've posted anything, but nothing has struck me to my core to write about, until today. 

While reading Dear Abby in the newspaper today the subject was abortion. A thought on this extremely touchy subject struck me to my heart. Women are willingly and under their own power going into a doctor's office and allowing a doctor to often ruthlessly murder their unborn child while still inside of their womb. How much darker could this world become? 

I don't know about you, but if I got pregnant, no matter the circumstances I would do everything in my power to protect that child because there is a reason God wanted me to have it. 

Why is it that people are so afraid to stand up against abortion? Is it because men aren't 'allowed' to have an opinion on this issue because it is unrelated to them? Is it because women are so ashamed that they have had a secret abortion in the past that they fear their past sins will come to life with their stance? Whatever the reason; I am here today to stand up against abortion and any politician that supports this heinous procedure.

There is no way I can comprehend the thought of someone being just fine with the murder of innocent children while they are in the safest place in the world; their mother's womb. The uproar that was created by the shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary School brought many to their knees in tears, and yet all around this country infants are being murdered in cold blood every single day and not a tear is shed. 

Why is a baby who is the product of a rape to pay for it's father's hurtful actions? This innocent life has done nothing wrong, and yet they are killed nonetheless. If that isn't a morbid thought, I don't know what is. Although it is a woman's choice in what happens to her body, this child is not her body, it is another human being who for a short time is growing inside of her. If not her job to protect her child, who's job is it?

So many organizations stand up against animal cruelty and we are bombarded with brutal photos of animals that have been tortured and beaten. Where are the organizations showing photos of mutilated babies with their arms and legs ripped off as a result of an abortion? What must be done to put this disgusting act in proportion for each and every person? 

I won't now, or ever stand for abortion. Is anyone out there with me?

Why are we just surviving, instead of living?

     There is always talk about how hard men have it in this world with the temptation of half naked women all over the place in everyday life. From the mall where you see Victoria Secret models posing in next to nothing in ten foot photographs to advertise the undergarments, to the ability to access the porn industry with just a couple clicks, our world is doing everything in it's power to make it next to impossible to live a life that isn't filled with the garbage that surrounds us. Although yes, I can  only imagine the difficulties of being a man in this world, what about the talk of being a woman in that same world?

There is the talk about the fear of a young woman trying to live a Christ-like life in that same world, or the risks of walking or traveling anywhere alone because she may be the target of a group of men so ready to have their way with her and leave her for dead. Then there are the more subtle men that simply sweet talk a woman right out of her clothes. These are the men she had to put up in her day to day life: Perverted men she knows are undressing her in their minds no matter what she is wearing. How is she supposed to live freely and without apprehension, knowing she is being objectified by many of the men she comes in contact with? The conversations she overhears between men can make her want to hide under a rock with no means of ever returning to the light of day. 

I'm not here to talk about how women have it much harder then men, but simply that the struggles are there for both sexes. I also want to encourage women out there to stand strong and not fall for the tricks of those dishonorable men out there that are only trying to satisfy their ulterior motives. 

Sitting here typing this, I can only imagine the amount of women that are already 'tainted' in their eyes. Just because you've lived the lifestyle of using sex to create jealousy, or used it to simply feel loved and held for that short amount of time, I will give you this good news: It is not too late to turn back! That life isn't something you have to live. There is such thing as demanding the respect of a man, thus having him accepting your wishes in the area of intimacy. A man that is truly respecting your wishes will not try to sweet talk you into what you just said you didn't want, nor will he try to bargain with you. I truly believe that there is one man for every woman. So why would you want to spend your life  before you meet them sleeping with every other person you come in contact with? How would that make your future husband feel? Like he is nothing special and just another notch in your headboard? 

Hence the title of this blog; it's ultimately about living your life the way you want to, and taking charge of your body. Don't leave it up to a guy, because chances are you'll end up with multiple holes in your heart leaving you incomplete for your husband. Whether or not you even believe in marriage; there is going to be that one person that eventually comes into your life that you'll want to spend the rest of it with. Wouldn't it be amazing on your wedding day to be able to say to your husband.  "You have my entire heart because I've never given it to another man." Could you imagine how special he would feel? How honored and how he would feel the desire to protect it? Also.... "My body is also yours because I lived knowing this day would come and I wanted to give you this gift." 

So ladies, lets not just try surviving this world by rolling with the punches, but lets throw a few of our own and live this life! 

        So I, Vanessa Boose am jumping onto this blogging bandwagon. All I know is that this blog is going to be a random collection of everything that has to do with my life on a day to day basis. Those subjects vary from music, movies, fashion, celebrities, religion, fitness and everything in between. 

Not to sound conceited or anything but, enough about my blog. It's time to learn about me, that is if you don't know me already. 

I am the eldest of four girls, three of which are triplets. No, I am not one of the triplets. Recently (yesterday), I entered into my twenty-fifth year of existence. I am a born and raised Army brat who loves to, and dreams of traveling. I fondly refer to myself as a living contradiction due to my wide variety of interests. My nationality is always the most fun part of filling out an online job application. Black, white and Native American, though that is simply put. My eyes are brown. Gosh, it's hard to talk about yourself..... 

Growing up I was raised Christian. Now I'm sure you're expecting to hear about how I strayed from my faith in God and such. That is indeed not the case. At the age of 24, I am still a believer and follower of Jesus Christ. Although some days are much easier then others. I have my days that are just full of smiles and shouts of joy for my Savior. Other days are just downright hard. Tears and cries of frustration in the direction of that same Savior. The thing I love about God though is that He is always there, and just because you were pissed off at him yesterday doesn't change how much He loves you or how He is there for you. Anyway,  I could go on for days and days about how God is amazing, but I won't. At least not today. ;) 

In December of 2012, I graduated from Paul Mitchell the School. So if you can't tell, I love doing hair! Although going through cosmetology school had brought to light the fact that I ADORE makeup! I'd already known that from the time I was about 17, but school actually showed me you could have a career in makeup artistry. I've done a wedding, multiple fashion shows, (which I also planned) and various photo shoots. Speaking of photo shoots, I have a love of photography as well. 

I can very much be a girly girl with my love of fashion and makeup, but there is a tomboyish side of me that loves to wrestle. (Sorry for the bruises mom!) A tattoo or piercing shop are two of the coolest places to hang out and talk to people in my opinion. I've lost count of my ear piercings, which I could go and count but that is too much work. So we'll just say I have a bunch of holes in my head, two in my nose and one in my lip. Which lately I've been having a love/hate relationship with. After about three years it may be over between me and Mr. lip piercing. I have eight tattoos, and many more ideas. 

I have the perverted mind of a man. You have to be a complete jerk for me to not like you. Getting me to laugh on the other hand is not a hard thing to do. I've been told that I'm one of the most cheerful people that anyone has ever met. Honestly, sometimes I'm just a good actress though. Music is like my heartbeat. Recently I've broadened my musical horizons, at least slightly. I have gone from listening to mostly rock and metal to listening to almost everything, including some country! 

Anyway, that is me, Vanessa Boose in a nutshell. And now I'm going to go do something that has nothing to do with me because I've had enough of me. 

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Umm, bye? Over and out? Peace? Whatever I say to end a blog.....talk to you later.