Monthly wrap up (since apparently I can’t seem to write on here but once a month)…
July 3, 2009
Filed under Art Related nonsense, Clothing Related nonsense, Parenting and all it's glory, Politics
Tags: babysitting, Michael Jackson, Palin is the devil
Stupid June. It flew by so fast that I think it almost didn’t happen. Brad’s been on tour all month, my parents were visiting for a couple weeks, and for the past week I’ve been doing the lone-parent thing until Brad gets back on Monday. For the sake of my sanity, I’m going to pretend that today is June 3rd instead of July 3rd. Can everyone live with that? Great! Let’s move on….
Should we talk about Micheal Jackson? Or are we all already sick to death of this bullshit? God knows I am. If you asked the general public what they thought of MJ the day before he died, I’m sure there would have been a swelling response of “he’s a creepy pedophile who bought his way out of a conviction and has become full-blown disturbing”. But now that he’s dead- he was a hero. Mind blowing. Yes- he made great music. But moonwalking doesn’t override the monumental craziness that he has publicly thrown down over the past decade and a half. The media actually put Obama on the spot and basically forced a public memorial statement out of him because they said the black community was upset that a formal statement hadn’t already been issued, even though he had already issued condolences to the family. I just don’t understand anything anymore. The real tragedy isn’t MJ’s death- but what his kids are going through with the DNA testing on them and the custody battles for their assumed inheritance. Fucking gross. And a great big WHATEVER to the spilling of emotion over his passing.
On another note, front page on Yahoo news this afternoon was this: Palin resigning as Alaska governor. It says in the brief article that there’s speculation that she’s resigning to focus on running for president in the next election. How the hell does bailing on her elected responsibilities prove her to be a worthy candidate to run the country? She’s a big hot mess of nutso, and I think it’s going to be great for Alaska to have her out of their hair. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was the republican’s choice due to the fact that they’re really low on choices right now. But the fact that the media (and myself) are already discussing the next election when Obama hasn’t even been in office for a year is fully ridiculous… so I’m going to stop the madness now by changing the subject.
Babysitters. Let’s talk about this for a minute. Babysitting isn’t a difficult job. I started babysitting when I was about 10… and I was ALWAYS fully booked because at age 10, I could handle the job 100%. The job requirements are to play with the kids, keep them safe and clean, fed and happy until the parents return. Not hard, right? Apparently, it is. I had to have a babysitter for a few days this week to hang with Sully while I was at work. Since Sully can pretty much take care of himself- it’s a SUPER easy job. The sitter is just there to be a playful companion and safeguard against emergencies (because even though I knew what to do in emergencies at age 10, Sully is not as trustworthy with this) and make sure he eats his lunch. I couldn’t pay oodles of money (because I’m broke)- but we agreed on some cash and the rest of the payment would be in band merch from the babysitters favorite band because my husband’s band is on tour with them right now- so it all evened out. But this week, my son wasn’t fed lunch once, fully ignored while the sitter either played on her laptop or MY computer, he was snapped at when he asked to be played with, only taken outside ONCE so that she and him could go to the liquor store so she could buy cigarettes (and of course they didn’t even bother going to the park that was right across the street from that liquor store)… but the final straw: she SLEPT the entire day Wednesday while she was supposed to be playing with Sully. Fully crashed out on the couch, and Sully played by himself in his room because he didn’t want to wake her up. He was in tears when I got home from work Wednesday. He loves this sitter, and felt like she didn’t like him anymore and didn’t want to hang out with him (these feelings of his mainly stemmed from things she said to him like “It’s not my job to keep you laughing all day” when he asked her to play with him… and YES- that is exactly her fucking job). He’s got a very fragile self esteem- and this week it was shattered. I’m still seeing red. And I’m trying to get myself calmed down enough to calmly talk to this sitter and let her know just how FULLY UNACCEPTABLE this is….not to mention dangerous. What if an emergency happened while she was passed out on our couch? How in the holy fuck can an 18 year old not handle a job that I was doing with ease when I was younger than Sully is now??!! I trusted her in my home, with my most loved and prized possession- my son- and she neglected him, hurt his feelings, and disrespected my confidence in her. I’m a fierce mama lion and don’t trust people easily- so rage and betrayal doesn’t even begin to cover my reaction to this. So if any of you lovely readers know of good an trustworthy sitters in the Huntington Beach area- please throw me their numbers. Because we’re in the market for new ones.
Aside from all that negative mess… right now I’m putting together tons and tons of images for a new section of my webstore- DOWNLOADABLES!!! Stationary, recipe and project cards, greeting cards and love notes will all be able to be purchased on the webstore without the wait of shipping or having to pay for each individual set. Now, you can buy the item, I email you the ACTUAL images, and you can print out HUNDREDS if you like!! This works out best for the recipe and project cards, because the 15 card set I used to sell on my store just isn’t enough for all my little crafty customers, and this way they can have hundreds of cards to fill with their creative ideas!! I’m just working out the kinks- but by this weekend, they should all be on there!!
Now, I’m off to run errands with Sully to prepare for our anti-explosion 4th of July BBQ. He hates fireworks, so we’re just having a quite BBQ at our house topped off with Smores and movie watching. Happy bomb day for all of you who will be participating in blowing things up tomorrow.
How many times can an adult hurt themselves in an insane way for them to officially be considered a cartoon character?
January 3, 2009
Filed under Damnit, I'm really tired., Parenting and all it's glory
Tags: clumsiness, knee injuries, Palin is the devil, Sarah Palin, Teen pregnancy, Wii fit
…Big Audio- “The Globe” (I will never ever get sick of this song)
My clumsiness has become a running joke between me and my loved ones (mostly my loves ones, because I really don’t think it’s that funny). I am covered face to feet with scars from my tumbles, have permanent damage to my brain from these spills, almost killed myself 3 times with incidents involving my long hair getting caught in things, and now have a cane on hand for when my knees give out due to past clumsy antics. Yes, I’m a mess.
With that being said, here’s today’s story. Sully got a Wii from Brad’s parents for x-mas. I decided that I would hook it up today. So I went into his room to get it, and as I’m walking out I slipped on the lid to his laundry basket and did a full Steve Martin half-flip with a twist, and landed square on my bad knee. For about 5 seconds, I laid there motionless, thinking I was going to projectile vomit from the pain… but once the nausea had passed, the screaming of obscenities ensued (along with rolling around on the floor and punching all the walls that were near me). Sully comes running into his room, a look of sincere and frantic concern on his face. And as I’m rolling around on the ground, clutching my already swelling knee and screaming at the top of my lungs in agony… he says to me, “Is the Wii ok?”
Yes…. the fucking Wii was ok.
This is where I stand in my son’s priority scale. As soon as he said it, he realized those were the wrong words to come out of his mouth at that moment. And I answered him with “Walk away. Now.”
And he quickly did.
Earlier today, I was reading all my news and what-not, and there was a headline that made me laugh out loud. Not in a “happy happy giggle-fest” kindof way… but in a “holy shit, people are really really stupid” kindof way. It was this article here: “Bristol Palin goes on record saying “Teen Pregnancy Not Ideal”
Really?????? First of all, I am soooooooooo sick of the Palins’. I’m more sick of Sarah and her family than I have ever been of anyone ever in my entire life. She’s like that guy from highschool that I went out with once because I couldn’t bring myself to turn him down, and then he kept calling for weeks and giving gifts and was outside all my classes and even after I got a boyfriend would still leave notes in my locker etc etc etc. She has been rejected by our country- but she’s still calling obsessively saying “No please really… just give me a chance… I’m really the one you want… PLEASE…. I JUST LOVE YOU SO MUCH…. JUST LET ME PROVE IT TO YOU…. I’M THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN MAKE YOU HAPPY…. PPPPLLLLLEEEEEAAAASSSEEEEE!!!!!!!!”. The patheticness of it is uncomfortable and a gigantic turn-off.
But back to her stupid daughter. What the hell was she expecting? Having a baby isn’t like getting a kitten. It’s a little helpless human being. And it’s HARD WORK. There isn’t a teenager on this planet who should have to take on the struggles of being a parent. That is why there is abortion and adoption and the pill and condoms and spermicidal gel and hormonal patches etc etc etc. These are all things that should be HEAVILY emphasized in school and in the home and in church and everywhere else so that teenagers don’t have to grow up so damn fast, and so that these babies don’t have to be raised by parents who are NOT NOT NOT emotionally and mentally mature enough to take on the massive challenge of raising a child. I feel really sorry for Bristol Palin, and for her boyfriend who had no idea the trouble he was getting himself into when he decided to get it on with S.P.’s daughter. To all the parents reading this- go give your kid an industrial sized carton of condoms right now. For all the teenagers reading this- go buy yourself an industrial sized carton of condoms right now- and use them EVERY TIME. I don’t care if it “kills the mood”. A screaming baby will “kill the mood” for the next 18 years. Chew on that.
Back to the Wii. I got a “Wii Fit” for x-mas. It is rude. It mocks me because of my crappy balance. It calls me a “couch potato” and is condescending when letting me know that I didn’t fare well on one of it’s stupid challenges. But there is no way for me to tell it to fuck off. I’d like to start a petition to make this product a little more interactive, and allow me to slap the shit out of my “personal trainer” when she gets a little too catty. Is there anyone else out there who would like to send letters to nintendo with me? Because I really don’t think this kind of attitude is necessary in my quest to better myself.
I will leave you tonight with a photo of me and my mother. She thought we were taking a nice picture, and she smiled really pretty. She should have known that I don’t ever take “nice pictures”, and I didn’t smile pretty. Sorry, Mom, for ruining- yet another- nice picture.
The highs, the lows, and the gloating….
November 5, 2008
Filed under Politics
Tags: Constitutional rights, Equal rights, Gay Rights, Hope, I love Obama, McCain is a douchebag, Palin is the devil, Politics, Presidential Election, Proposition 8
So I’m just gonna get this outta the way right off the bat, and then we’ll move onto other things…
WE WON!!! MCCAIN’S A DOUCHEBAG AND HE LOST!!! PALIN CAN STOP HER RETARDED BABBLING AND GO THE FUCK BACK WHERE SHE CAME FROM!!!!! OOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBAAAAMMMMMMAAAAAAA I LLLLLLLOOOOOOOVVVVEEEEE YYYYYOOOOUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok…. I’m done gloating. I can honestly say that this is the first time in my adult life that I’ve experienced this kind of American Pride. When Clinton was in office, I was too young to have really cared about the “pre-Clinton” years, so I didn’t appreciate how good we had it with him. And then almost 8 years of Bush retardation left a bad taste in my mouth and constant gas pains towards our country that I never thought would go away. But then minty-fresh and soothing Obama stepped up to the plate… and for the first time I have hope. I have hope that the rest of the planet will slowly begin to be friends with us again, and that I won’t have to immediately apologize whenever I’m traveling overseas and tell someone I’m from the U.S. I have hope that there is FINALLY going to be someone in the White House looking out for those of us who don’t own multi-billion dollar companies. I have hope that someday my husband will be able to have health care. I have hope that this moronic war will soon come to an end, and that the troop’s families will finally have them back home safely. The list goes on and on. His election shows a massive change in our country… it’s proven that the majority of the country is completely sick of the “Old Rich Guy” way of doing things, and we’ve spoken. This is also a MASSIVE step towards people being hired for a job based on merit- and not hired or discriminated against because of color.
I actually cried last night during his acceptance speech. Brad was driving home from class listening to it, and he called me and told me he was crying too. For those of you who don’t know me personally… I’m not a teary person. I usually only cry by reflex if I get socked in the nose. And I’m not easily moved in a positive way… especially if politicians are involved. But Obama made me cry. For that, he should get a bonus award. I’ve been on cloud 9 all day long.
But now the lows….. there were oodles of propositions on the table for California in this election. One of them, Proposition 8, was to ban homosexual marriages. This was passed. It is now no longer legal for homosexual couples to get married in the state of California. And this breaks my heart. Below is a video that I think sums up the just how ridiculous and unjust it is to deny these loving couples the right to a sacred union. Warning …. there are violent and graphic scenes in there, so if you’ve got a weak stomach or freak out easily, don’t watch it. Seriously… and if you do watch it and freak out, it’s not my fault.
If you didn’t want to watch it, I’ll sum it up. This video lists serial killers, violent offenders, serial rapists and pedophiles (basically people who are so horrible that our society has locked them in a cage to keep them away from us) who all got married AFTER they went to prison. Some were married while on death row. Some even fathered children while in prison. Ted Bundy. Members of the Manson Family. John Wayne Gacy. The Hillside Stranglers. And on and on. These people have the constitutional right to get married… but law abiding, tax paying, loving couples don’t. Does that make sense? Does that seem fair? So I can rape people, kill people, dismember them, eat them, mutilate them, rape and kill children, kidnap people, etc… then after being caught and sentenced to a life time in prison (or even be sentenced to death), I can get myself a pen pal, decide to marry this pen pal even though we will never be able to share a home, a life, or even a bed every night… and that marriage is viewed as sacred. BUT if I’m a good person, follow all of society’s rules, living a happy and productive life, and I fall in love and want to share my life with this wonderful love- I’m not allowed to if my love has the same reproductive organs that I do?
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE!!!!! There is no excuse for this. It is so horribly fucking wrong that it makes my stomach hurt. Does this make sense to ANYONE out there?… because if it does please stand the fuck up and explain it to me. Seriously. I want to understand this. I want to know why 18,000 couples who were FINALLY able to get married in California now have the heartbreak of their wedding no longer being recognized as valid. I want to know why anyone feels they have the fucking right to do this to other people… to perfect strangers. Shame on you, right-wing conservatives. What would Jesus do?…. certainly not what you Christians did to the homosexual population…. that’s for fucking sure. But seriously… if the facts above make any sense to anyone out there reading this, PLEASE explain. I promise I won’t go off on you, or call you names, or be disrespectful in any way. I just really want to know why love isn’t celebrated…. no matter who the couple is who shares that love.
Brad said that at least gay marriage is still legal in Massachusetts. And if you’re married in one state, then that marriage is recognized legally in all states (Article 4, Section 1 of the Constitution states “Full Faith and Credit shall be given in each State to the public Acts, Records, and judicial Proceedings of every other State”). So if you break a law in one state, your still a criminal in every other state… AND if you get married in one state, you’re still married in every other state. But that doesn’t make it better in my eyes. Brad also said, “Well, we can’t win everything”. Oh yeah? Why the fuck not?
The Republicans, the rich, and the Christian Evangelicals have been running the show for close to a decade. We were inches away from having Roe v Wade back on the table; from having a Vice President who thinks that our environmental tragedy had nothing to do with pollution and doesn’t believe that horny teenagers should be taught how to use a condom (ie: her own knocked up teenager who is being forced into marriage); from having another president who only looks out for fellow members of his rich, white “Boy’s Club”, and leaves the rest of the nation to fall to pieces… etc. The other guys have had it all for fall too long. I think it’s time WE had it all. And not even ALL of it… just a little justice, common sense, and equal treatment. Why is that so much to ask for?
So shame on you, California, for letting Prop. 8 get passed. One step forward, two steps back. That is the American Waltz.
I apologize for not being able to rant to you all until this late in the evening today. I am part of a group gallery show in Cleveland at a magical little place called “Shoparooni“, and I had to finish my piece and overnight ship it to them so they would have it tomorrow. The opening is Friday night, and it’s a “plushform” show… which means it’s all hand painted little dolls!!! So if you’re in the area, you really should go out to it.
So let’s all end this day with swelling happiness for the Obama victory, but keep the couples who have been hit hard by Prop 8 in your thoughts. And let’s hope that now since we’ve got some good in the White House, we won’t have as many Prop 8 tragedies in our future.
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
