#please................. i love this show mass amounts and also WHY the cheese is everyone so talented i'm

[everydaymamaof3]

An awakening in a new decade...

2020, A new decade. A decade where we seem to be a bit more awakened to the world and to all of the bs, corruption and harm in it! We care about our planet and it’s species, more now than ever...and it’s funny because this was the prediction for 2012. The mayans predicted an awakening felt across the world. So maybe this awakening is just a little bit late.

For me personally, it’s also a bit of an awakening, this is an amazing decade ahead, of things I’ve manifested. I plan to expand my business. My first born daughter is getting married, and has followed her career dreams. My husband is doing incredibly well in his position. My girls are thriving. My friendships are genuine and real. My self esteem is on point. My focus is clear. My goals are precise. But it wasn’t always this way. And I will continue to be a work in progress. I manifested my main goal in life, to be a good mom, inspiring, and an honest role model. Even though I made some terrible choices in the past, I still managed to do this. You are not your past.

Some things that I’ve learned from the last decade about myself are, I still suffer a very small amount, from insecurities due to other people’s views of me. It’s psychological I’ve realized. It’s from emotional trauma through my period of self destruction. People can be so cruel. There’s no way to sugar coat this. And through my difficult time, other people’s views affected me more than they’ll ever know. Whispering, judging, spreading rumours...it DESTROYS people. It took me 12 years of clarity, to finally feel and realize that people do this out of their own insecurities. A good trick I’ve learned, is to look for the good in people, and ask yourself, why are they the way they are? Why do they find me so interesting. Why do they whisper about others? Why do they treat people that way? Why do they need other people to make them feel whole? When you turn bitterness, jealousy, and envy, into empathy or even sympathy and curiosity, and start to think about them and their choices and surroundings, it’s much easier to swallow and to move past it. And you know what, if you have these feelings, that is OK! Whether people are or aren’t judging you. If you didn’t have these feelings, you wouldn’t be human! We all get jealous, or envious, or insecure. Just figure out how to deal with it. How to release it. It’s NOT your burden to carry what others think of you.

I’ve learned that my body is beautiful, I love it. It brought me my beautiful daughters. My husband finds it sexy. He loves my curves, my strong arms, and even my little bit of cottage cheese on the backs of my thighs. Yep I said it. And cellulite sucks. Bless sarongs.

We live in an era now where social media is taking over the world, almost forcefully it seems. It’s become a normal part of our lives. It’s how people communicate, stay in touch, blog, inspire, sell, promote, complain...which isn’t great, but hey, better out than in (wise words from Shrek). People are open about anxiety and depression and panic attacks, and the struggles of parenthood, and many more struggles, and it’s much more normalized now, because it IS part of being human. A big trend in society is wellness. Documentaries on thinking yourself well, how the mind and attitude contribute to your overall health. Which, I mean, how great is that? There’s a huge abundance of it on social media.

I personally get anxiety from time to time, I recognize it, I share it, using writing to express myself, I move past it, and I find a lot of inspiring, real life women from across the globe, posting about the very same thing, and how they personally cope and manage. It’s a great tool for advice, tips and feeling human.

Exercise is my go to for EVERYTHING! Same routine for the past 10 plus years. Up early, coffee, workout, start the day. I love working out in the comfort of my home, I didn’t always, but once I got into a good groove, I really started to love it, and as I’m aging, I’m also noticing more tweaks and pangs in my body, so I listen. I alternate workouts, whether it’s running, or yoga, or HIIT, or my newest passion, spin!

I feel good, I feel fit, I’m not skinny. I’m strong, and maintaining muscle mass as we age is crucial in keeping our bodies strong, so if I can emphasize one thing, it’s be, and stay active. Good for mental health and good for physical health. And please don’t diet! It’s a short term solution! Be patient and consistent with just a well balanced diet, smaller portions, better choices, vegan is seriously amazing, and do something active everyday for at least 20 minutes.

Now back to the social media thing...it’s a wonderful tool, but it’s also a very damaging tool to people suffering from low self esteem or who are comparison living. I find myself getting caught up in it too sometimes. And I notice my emotions drastically change. I don’t feel great, and it turns into irritation, and mood swings. Hmmm irritation and mood swings from scrolling social media? Sound familiar? Yeah...because it happens to most of us. What is it exactly? Jealousy? Annoyed? Just an overload of pretend? Comparing? So guess what...change it. Unfollow. Hide. Or eliminate. Anyone who doesn’t make you feel good when you see their picture or post, should not be on your feed. My biggest goal this year and forward, quality in life, over quantity. “The little red heart on Instagram is now widely considered currency for public approval” ~ Health Canada How unhealthy does that sound?

Some don’t like my honesty, but I’ll never change who I am because of it. I like to share personal and honest so that whomever out there, even if it’s just one person, can read it, and exhale and feel normal or not alone.

You don’t have to accept aging if you don’t want to. You can express being overwhelmed. You don’t have to be a part of something that you can’t be yourself in. You don’t have to go to that family function. You don’t have to please people. An actual statistic, 64% of women have people pleasing coping mechanisms!!! 64%!! That’s 6.5 out of 10 women are trying to please others at the cost of what?

You are the only person who can protect your peace and those who matter in your life, really don’t mind. Remember my blog about the ripple affect. It’s very real. Push yourself to be or do what you don’t really want to be or do, and watch it ripple down into other aspects of your life. Relationships shift, weight shifts, work is harder than normal, motivation tanks...it all gets affected when you aren’t living true to yourself. And when I say true to yourself, I mean, when you are feeling at your best, not questioning anything, or putting yourself in uncomfortable situations, when you feel like the best version of you, stop and take note of what’s exactly going on in your life, and strive for more of that. It’s not all gonna be perfect, there’s always gonna be ebbs and flows...but you shouldn’t be living everyday feeling awful on the inside, but smiling on the outside. Reach out. Or write it down and burn it. Find a way to get back to you. Have a time out.

Surround yourself with people who truly inspire you. Who are consistent in their behaviour. Who you feel really good around. Not unsure, or uneasy. That, my friends is your intuition speaking to you when you don’t feel quite right around a person or people, or in a situation you shouldn’t be in. Listen to it.

Yes it’s great to step out of your comfort zone, but not at the cost of your peace.

I used to feel bad about being such a home body, I’m missing this and that, but in the past few years I’ve stopped feeling bad about it, because this time, right now, this tiny window of time that I have with my kids is so valuable and important to ME personally. Travelling with my family, weekend activities, downtime.. I’ll have all the time in the world to do other things when they’re grown. And that’s just me. Some women thrive on ALL of it! And you are amazing too! I feel overwhelmed and get run down easily if I pile my plate too high...maybe because I’m an energy absorber? Maybe not. But I’ve learned that I don’t function at my best on mom auto pilot. I’ve learned though to say, I’m tapping out, BEFORE the eruption of motherhood. That’s part of getting to know yourself. Time with your spouse. Time out. You time.

Don’t set unrealistic goals, don’t force yourself to do things you don’t wanna do, celebrate yourself with self care as much as you can, confide in your spouse, or closest confidantes, and nobody else, change jealousy and bitterness to empathy and curiosity about why people are the way they are. And use challenges with people as growth.. what did I learn from this.

Everyone’s fighting a battle we know nothing about! Even the happiest people in the world have struggles now and again!

I’m enjoying the shift I see happening in the universe. People calling people out for their wrong doings. Not accepting that in our world more and more. Reusing more. Not ashamed to state we buy used. Used clothing is no longer taboo! People are spending more time with family. More time getting to know themselves, FOMO is becoming a thing of the past, as it’s now trendy to enjoy being a homebody, listening to a podcast. Women are empowering each other more than ever. If a woman is body shamed by one or two, one hundred or two hundred are defending her. Magazine covers are curvy women, elderly women, disabled women...and they’re just as beautiful, as any model that graced the covers in the past. Men are allowed to cry and show emotion, and promote being family men and active dads over “bread winners and workaholics”. Skinny is out. Healthy is in. Strong is in. Kindness is in. Vegan is in. So even though the world still seems a bit scary, it is shifting...focus on the positives. And allow yourself to have days where you see the negatives, but don’t stay there, allow it, move on. You are human. It’s not only unrealistic, but unfair to yourself to not have bad days! They’re growth days ♥️

Living your life simply, true to yourself, focused on the right priorities, knowing you are loved, and giving love back, is how you manifest all the goodness and goals and dreams. Living otherwise is putting a block on allowing good things into your life ✨ Just be you and watch the magic happen.

#balance #realtalk #realmoms #healthylifehealthymind #beyourownmotivation #justdoyou #womenswellness

[myhumaninteractionsafterall]

A passing thought that needs to be fleshed out follows:

I was watching a video on the philosophy of Bo Burnham. It was interesting, but then Youtube suggested this video which becomes pertinent starting at 15:45

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YRfIoqkkIsM&t=15m45s

The author posits that the Chipotle part of “Can’t Handle This (Kanye Rant)” from Make Happy is all metaphor.

Lay aside the Kanye connections for now. Can everything in the joke half of the song be read as metaphor? A few clues can be found in the song itself, the title of the special, and the song that follows it “Are You Happy?”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCp3n95qSZg

Here are my notes because I will probably not get around to rewatching the whole special and fleshing this out. Maybe you can help me decode it.

Running commentary amidst the transcribed lyrics.

Can I say my shit? New York! Can I say my shit? I've got lots of shit to say I've got lots of shit to say

Can he voice his inner turmoil: his shit. Shit is an important word here to be linked later. 

I can't fit my hand inside a Pringle can I have a huge amount of trouble Fitting my hand inside of a Pringle can I can get my hand like four inches into the can But then I have to tilt the can into my mouth But by that point a bunch of crumbs have accumulated at the bottom of the can So they all go spilling onto my face

Pringles can is a metaphor for happiness? He can approach happiness, but when he tries to reach for what he wants, he cannot achieve it and only gets crumbs of it.

What I'm trying to say is that the diameter Of Pringle cans is way too small I'll say it again The diameter of Pringle cans is way too small Two radiuses of a Pringle can is way too small If you feel me, put your hands up Come on! If you feel me, put your hands up Look at all these hands that are way too big to fit inside a Pringle can Your hands are too big to fit inside a Pringle can Your hands are too big to fit inside a Pringle can You think you can, I know you can You think you can- Pringles! Listen to the people, I am sure ninety percent of the complaint letters you get Are about the width of your cans Just make 'em wider I've overdone the Pringles thing Sorry

No one in the audience is able to achieve happiness. The hands are too big. Everyone is too old. Happiness has an achieve by date or happiness is too difficult to ever grasp.

I want to have a daughter I want to have a daughter So I can finally have someone around the house who can fit their hands Into Pringle cans Yes, I'm still on the Pringle cans thing! Yeah! I'll move on, alright? But that is priority numero uno

He either wants to return to when he thought happiness was attainable and was happy along the path to a perceived goal happiness at the bottom of a can/end of the tunnel, or it is a vicarious longing for happiness that comes from the naïveté of youth.

I don't go to the gym Because I'm selfconscious about my body But I'm selfconscious about my body because I don't go to the gym Irony can be so painful That's a Catch-22 Let's do this!

Similar look at happiness, probably illuminated by material preceding this. Also a back and forth play reminiscent of the title. Make Happy has a lack of pronoun. Is he making the audience happy or himself happy, and is one predicated on the other?

I went to Chipotle I went to Chipotle Got myself a chicken burrito I went down the line, I got like all these ingredients And then at the end of the line The guy tried to wrap the burrito But half of the shit inside the burrito spilled out And he still wrapped it I was like, dude, you should have warned me! You're a burrito expert You should have told me halfway through! "Hey, man. You might be reaching maximum burrito capacity here." Do you think I want a messy burrito? No one wants a messy burrito The whole appeal of the burrito is that all of the ingredients are contained Within the confines of the tortilla I wouldn't have gotten half the shit if I knew it wasn't gonna fit in the burrito! Alright? Look!

Chipotle is a location for mass production of a facsimile, non-authentic product. This hearkens back to his previous specials’ content about mass produced celebrities. In his own mass production, he got too much in his burrito and it would not fit. Too much made him unhappy. Trying to be too much made him unhappy? The burrito experts did not warn him. Celebrity looked appealing. He would not have gotten half the shit. Tying shit back to the shit or turmoil he is speaking about from the beginning. The whole appeal of the happiness of celebrity burrito is that you are self contained/self fulfilled? Make [self] happy. But again who is the pronoun in Make Happy? And who makes whom happy? [self] Make [self] happy is not working and will be explored later in the song.

I wouldn'ta got the lettuce if I knew it wouldn't fit Wouldn'ta got the cheese if I knew it wouldn't fit Wouldn'ta  got the peppers if I knew they wouldn't fit I wouldn'ta got half of it I'm okay with small mistakes If you've got no more chicken, I'll take pork But I'll blow my dad before I eat a burrito with a fork Wouldn'ta got the lettuce if I knew it wouldn't Wouldn'ta got the cheese if I knew it wouldn't Wouldn'ta got the peppers if I knew they wouldn't I wouldn'ta got half of it like Half of it like Half of it like Half of it right now I think it's time I think it's time that we break it down

Lettuce, cheese, and peppers are stand-ins for something known personally, maybe alluded to in the earlier parts of the special. One thing of note is the choice of peppers forcing the pronoun from it to they. Also if you are familiar with Chipotle, he is going through the line backwards. Lettuce comes last, then cheese and salsa, then peppers, meat, and beans or rice. The first choice you make is to have a burrito or bowl. The stand out part of this is blowing his dad before eating a burrito with a fork. In the next song “Are You Happy” he says “Panic every time I'm unhappy like/ I'm owed some life/ Where I'm always, like, happy/ Which is stupid 'cause I wouldn't even want it if I got it/ Wait, oh god, my dad was right” and this sheds light on why he brings up his dad here. His dad has said some phrase to the above effect, which he is just now realizing, and he won’t eat the overstuffed burrito with a fork, nor will he accept an overstuffed, facsimile of happiness/ of life. The phrase coming up later “I don’t think that I can handle this.” will hearken back to this where he has created a burrito that he cannot hold. It also reminds us that his hands are too big for Pringle cans. Too big for one thing, the other thing too messy to hold. He cannot handle this burrito to enjoy this life, he must eat it with a fork, a facsimile of a happy life that goes against his dad’s advice. Dad’s advice needs fleshing out perhaps by previous material or further inspection.

I can sit here and pretend Like my biggest problems are Pringle cans And burritos The truth is, my biggest problem's you I want to please you But I want to stay true to myself I want to give you the night out that you deserve But I want to say what I think And not care what you think about it Part of me loves you Part of me hates you Part of me needs you Part of me fears you And I don't think that I can handle this right now Handle this right now I don't think that I can handle this right now

See above. Further exploration of catch-22 and the title Make [pronoun] Happy.

I don't think that I can handle this right- [x3]

He stops saying “right now” and starts saying “right,” meaning correctly.

Look at them, they're just staring at me Like come and watch the skinny kid With a steadily declining mental health And laugh as he attempts to give you what he cannot give himself

Some pronouns are suggested for the title.

Think that I can handle this right- I don't think that I can handle this right- But they don't even know the half of this right- But they don't even know the half of it But I know I'm not a doctor I'm a pussy I put on a silly show I should probably just shut up and do my job So here I go

“Half” here ties back to the burrito where he would not have gotten half of the shit if he had been warned. He cannot handle his life overfilled with things that do not produce happiness or false happiness things leading to a facsimile of life. The audience does not understand. They are not hearing his metaphor. They only understand half of it right: the joke half, not the meaning half.

Wouldn'ta got the lettuce if I knew it wouldn't fit Wouldn'ta got the cheese if I knew it wouldn't- Wouldn'ta got the peppers if I knew they wouldn't- Wouldn'ta got half You can tell them anything if You just make it funny Make it rhyme And if they still don't understand you Then you Run it one more time

Admitting that the Chipotle and Pringle can parts and maybe the whole special are all deeply personal admissions of self, wrapped in a funny, rhyming joke. Listen one more time to understand the other half and discern the meaning.

Think that I can handle this right- Ho! Handle this right- Ho! Handle this right- But you don't even know the half of this right now Right now- Ho! Now Handle this right Handle this right Handle this right now

Thank you, good night. I hope you're happy.

Following the pattern set above, he drops a word from his repeated lines and now says he can handle it. He handles it correctly and right now by ending the show, by walking off the stage, and taking a break. As he said earlier in the special, living his life without an audience. The last line is either a sincere hope for the audience, a sarcastic condemnation of what they have done to him, or both.

#Bo Burnham #Can't Handle This #Are You Happy #Make Happy #analysis #thoughts #notes