Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Year!


From the Blondefabulous Clan:

Junior
Dyna-Mo
Eldest
HHH
&
Blondefabulous #11

Sunday, December 30, 2012

GTFO 2012!

This year sucked. Don't get me wrong, it had it's good points, but on the whole..... IT SUCKED SWEATY DONKEY BALLS! 

Like last year, I will sum up the past annul with the most popular posts on my blog. It's kind of a meter for how I see things from this little corner.

#5- The Gift. Yeah this one was a bit difficult to write with emotions so raw after Sandy Hook, but I wasn't going to back down from something I had committed to when it came to Jr's Christmas gift. He adores his pellet gun. He is shooting at zombie paper targets, not squirrels, or cats, or even his sisters! He is learning gun safety from his dad, who learned gun safety when he was in the Navy and had achieved sniper qualifications. I believe responsible gun owners are better than a scared, unarmed populace. So shoot me.

#4- Things I Can't Believe. A bullet post of different things that made me say WTF?!? in my head that week. Things like Pepsi having to pay out in a lawsuit because they didn't hire people who didn't pass the background check, or Haley Barbour pardoning all those damn criminals at once, or the Kate +8 cruise. Things that made me go hmmmmm.....

#3- ERMAHGERD! Just a photo of a French Bulldog playing in a hose with the caption of "ERMAHGERED! WERTERPERK!"  It was one of the countdown photos I put up right before we left for Disney to celebrate my 40th birthday. Karl LOVES this one!

#2- My Boobs Are Huge. Heh, I know damn good and well pervey asses click over to this post hoping to see my tits, and they just have to be disappointed because it is a post that TALKS about how my chest grew as I started experiencing peri-menopause early in life. Heh heh.... pervs.

AND THE #1 POST OF 2012 IS........

CONSUELA!

Yes, Consuela is still being clicked on so many many times it's ridiculous! People love the graphic. People love the story about "O meal? No... no o-meal here today. You come back later." Bwah ha ha ha! Classic! 

So there ya go. Not a real best of for 2012, but a damn site better than the "Fashion Flops" or "Best Movie" drivel everyone else is doing! Now get out there and have a Happy New Year!

Friday, December 21, 2012

Musician


Last night was Morgan's Christmas Concert. I was excited for her. This was a smaller orchestra and I was hoping she wouldn't get swallowed up like at her old middle school. 


See? Much smaller! They played reasonably well for 7th graders, but I was surprised at the lack of a percussion section and that NO ONE WAS TAPPING THEIR FOOT! When I was in music in school I got yelled at if we didn't have our foot tapping along with the beat, but then again, we also had a percussion section to help us keep the beat.


I was, however, glad to see that the music department did make a small concession to the tragedy in Newton CT. They placed a quote from one of my favorite composers on the back of the program. 

Happy Holidays!

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

The Gift.

This Christmas has been hard. We have close to 0 money to buy the kids anything. Thank GOD for friends. Two of the most amazing angels helped me out. It would have been a bare bones Christmas without their help! The one gift we did have already was a nice pellet gun pistol for my son. It wasn't a cheap plastic one. It was a heavy metal gun that only shoots plastic pellets. It doesn't shoot BB's or bullets of any kind. We got it for him with the only $ we had left from HHH's check after paying for all our bills. It wasn't expensive either. $30 for the gun, pellets, & a package of Zombie targets. (He really likes picking off zombies in COD:BO.) We were excited to give him that gift. It's been wrapped & under the tree since Thursday of last week.

Then Sandy Hook happened.

We still plan on giving Jr. his gift. HHH is ex Navy and had sharp shooter commendations during his time served. He was planning to show Jr. how to shoot, proper gun etiquette, and safe gun handling. It was supposed to be a bonding experience for father & son.  

Don't get me wrong, I feel the gravity of what happened. I can't help but tear up at the news since it is pretty much all Sandy Hook Massacre coverage. I don't think taking away all the guns will help, just like I don't believe that locking up all the mentally ill people will help either. This isn't something we can slap a band aid on and feel better. It's going to take time, heartfelt discussions, and agreement on both sides of the political fence, and we all see where THAT'S been going when it comes to America's Fiscal Cliff! I do believe that responsible gun ownership starts early, with proper education of what guns are for. Note, I am NOT saying we should all own guns. There are most definitely people out there who have no business owning a gun, just like there are people who have no business owning a pair of liquid silver spandex leggings, (cough, cough,...ahem.). We have to be responsible. There have to be background checks. There have to be fingerprints on file. There have to be consequences for improper use of guns.

So, come Christmas morning, Jr is going to open his gifts and hopefully he will be excited to learn a new skill. Heck, shooting is an Olympic sport! Let's not let a primal reaction to a horrific tragedy rule us.

My son will be getting his first gun for Christmas, and I'm ok with that.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Fluffawuffagus


See that up there? That is my cat, Fluffawuffagus. He's been with us going on 8 years now. We got him when my MIL's cat had kittens and he has been ours ever since. He's pampered, probably over fed, and a throw rug most of the time. Last night he escaped the screened porch & out into the night. I was aghast. I just knew that he'd be out there, cold.... uncomfortable.... getting beat up by the local gang of squirrels. I was upset! Then, as I was walking to the laundry room to check my machine I saw him. A ghostly white face in the evening gloom. He meowed pitifully. He was on the other side of 2 different fences. I ran & got HHH and he shimmied over towards him. He was poised to run when I ran to the house, grabbed a can of tuna, and hit the can opener. HHH shooed Fluffy towards a hole in the fence and once he heard that can opener, ZOOM~~~ he was making trax for the house! I grabbed him & poof, my kitty is home!!

Oh man, I hope he enjoys that tune, because he is SSSSSOOOOOOO GROUNDED!

Friday, December 14, 2012

Today.

I have no words today.I just don't. I cannot wrap my mind around it or the ass who did it. All I can do is love my kids & let them know they are loved every. single. day. 







Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Write

Write, write, write, write.....

I feel like I've lost my mojo when it comes to writing.

I could write about how I'm feeling so bereft at being abandoned by my derby league. No one wants to hear that.
I could write about almost getting run over 2x a day walking to my son's school. Well, after the first time it seems repetitive.
I could write about how my life hasn't really improved, but then hasn't really gotten worse either. Nah, no one wants to hear about that either.

Basically, there's nothing exciting going on. No fun. No excitement. Not even a dead body find like back in September/October.

Wow. Mediocrity at it's finest right here ladies & gentlemen.




Sunday, December 9, 2012

Oooooo, BURN!


Sunday was not my day. I wasn't able to get to sleep till about 2am. I woke early thanks to dogs who can't seem to hold it. The trains that went by all decided to toot their horns waaaaaay longer than they should have  according to the NTSB section on train safety. When I finally did wake up enough, I had to clean up my kitchen from dinner the night before so I could start breakfast. Pancakes & bacon were on the menu and to keep myself from getting burnt, I bake my bacon in the oven at 350 for 15 to 20 minutes. Makes crispy, tasty bacon. As I was cooking the pancakes the timer for the bacon went off. I flipped a flapjack and reached into the oven for the pan of crispy meat candy and......

I splashed bacon grease on my inner left wrist.

OW! OW! OW! MOTHER EFFER! FRICK! SON OF A FRAGGITY SLOPPY HOBO .... well you get the point.

So the inside of my wrist was ON FIRE! I squeaked a screech out & (here's where I don't get human nature) my husband asks "Are you ok?" Why would you ask if I'm ok when you've just heard me scream several obscenities? OF COURSE I'M NOT OK! He gets out of bed and finishes breakfast for me and I go wrap my wrist in a cold pack. After whining about it for a while one of my marvelous roller girl friends suggested I go harvest some of my aloe plant and apply! Genius! I guess I wasn't thinking straight. What can I say, it hurt!

So now, I have a few blisters from my breakfast time adventures and my wrist apparently smells like bacon permanently, but hopefully it won't scar. I guess next time I'll be a little more careful when trying to feed the horde in the morning. Now I have to worry about attracting the neighborhood pooches while walking to school with Junior in the mornings thanks to my new "Bacon Wrist".

Is a permanent scent of bacon a super power?


Friday, December 7, 2012

Flattened!


My kids live in walking distance of their schools. Yep. All of my kids are less than a mile from each of their schools and they walk every day. This makes me both happy & fearful. Happy because being able to walk & talk with friends after school is a rite of passage when you're young and walking is great exercise in our society that is excessively overweight(Not my kids though.), but fearful because the people who possess driver's licenses these days are complete morons. I let the two oldest walk alone because they are wiser and I have drilled into them how to be careful when crossing roads, to always use the crosswalk signales  and to be aware of their surroundings, but with Junior, I walk with him. He's 10 and I just like having the time to talk about safety, school, and stuff in general.

As I was walking back from the school I was almost flattened by a driver who was making a right turn on a red light, totally disregarding me crossing with the Walk Signal.
I was almost flattened.

I'd like to say that this is unusual, that drivers are careful and conscientious, that just crossing the street is a simple affair involving the push of a crosswalk signal button, a light change, and a stroll across the street, but I can't. Most drivers I see lately are in a hurry, distracted, and have tunnel vision. They only see the destination, not the surroundings, surroundings that include pedestrians, bicyclists, and motorcycles. Yesterday in the Tampa Bay area, 3 pedestrians were killed in a 24 hour period. That's horrible! For the week, there have been 7 serious crashes involving pedestrians with 3 of those being fatal! Now, not all of those were at specified crosswalks. A few of them were people not exercising good judgement. There are safety issues that both the drivers and pedestrians need to address, but in my personal situation? I was in a clearly marked crosswalk. I had the "WALK" signal. The traffic light was also in my favor. The woman driving disregarded all of those things and it wasn't till I screamed at her that she noticed me, the crosswalk, and the crossing guards.

Yeah, I was crossing at a guarded crosswalk because it's right next to the school.

It's ridiculous. What if it had been a child the woman almost ran over? At least I'm an adult, who is bigger, faster, and stronger than a little kid. I can just bet you if she had hit me I'd have gotten up on my bloody stumps, dragged her worthless ass out of her window, and beat the shit out of her with my severed appendages! Yeah... this pisses me off just that much!! 

Listen folks. It isn't difficult. Just STOP at the stoplight, look both ways, and if possible, THEN turn. Don't let your hurry kill someone. It will ruin everyone involved's lives.

The life you save may be your own, especially if you hit ME!





Wednesday, December 5, 2012

I Don't Get It?


I mentioned this on Facebook yesterday and I thought it was in need of repeating because it is a sad commentary on human beings in general.

"It may just be me, but the possibility of Syria having Sarin Gas and using it as a weapon against Israel is a more important subject for CNN to be reporting on instead of Princess Kate being pregnant or President Obama dancing the Gangnam Style dance with Psy at the White House. Sigh....."

Come on people! We can't be this fucking shallow. The NAZIS used Sarin gas to exterminate hundreds of thousands of Jews in World War Two!!! This has the potential to become a world involving nightmare, and all I can find on every fucking TV station, online news outlet, and radio station is Hypermesis, Gangnam Style, & lines of succession!! It's shameful.


We're better than a tabloid society.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Dear Toy Makers: Kiss My Butt!

Remember the days of old, where Christmas was about family, friends, & being together? Yeah, me neither. When I was a kid, Christmas was about getting out of school for two plus weeks, hanging out with my friends at the skating rink(we didn't have a mall.), and Gifts! Oh yeah... I was a spoiled brat! I counted every box, bag, & brightly colored package under our tree to see what kind of haul I was getting. Then after Christmas Day I'd arrange the opened gifts back under the tree so if friends came over, they could gush over my booty! I remember asking for stuff like an Atari 2600, Life the board game, and a synthesizer because back in the 80's it was popular to play Axel F to impress your peers.

Fast forward about 25 years. Now I'm married, have kids of my own, and it's time for me to make a "pile" under the tree for my own children. Now that we are in the new millennium the toys differ. Instead of an Atari 2600, mine are asking for a Wii U. Instead of the board game, they want new games for the XBox. Instead of a synthesizer they want a tablet to play on & listen to music. It's crazy. I asked them what other, off beat kinds of gifts they'd want and to my horror my two youngest asked for a Cotton Candy Machine! At first I thought they were pulling my leg, but I looked it up on line & lo and behold Cra-z-art makes a small, at home cotton candy maker marketed to kids!!! WTF?!? My two are Type 1 Diabetic!! They do not need a cotton candy machine! My kitchen doesn't need to be covered in candy floss sugar either. Nor do they need their next choice, which was a 7-11 Slurpee Maker! OMG, this one made a list of the worst toys for 2012 holiday season by the Campaign for a Commercial Free Childhood group! It says to use your favorite juice or soda as a flavoring, but we all know mom & dad are gonna go out an get the syrup they sell at all the big box stores. Empty calories? Check. Loads of sugar? Check. On my shit list? DOUBLE CHECK!!! Don't we have a childhood obesity epidemic going on in this country?? Last I checked, we have an everyone  in America obesity epidemic!

So in conclusion,  Dear toy makers, Kindly fuck off. Today's kids do not need extra slurpees at home. They do not need to make their own cotton candy and ruin my kitchen in the process. Stop trying to fatten them up & kill them with sugar. I'll not buy my kids any of that hoo haa. 

Now... where's my Frogger game cassette??


Friday, November 30, 2012

Let THEM Eat Cake!



It takes a strong woman with a big allergic reaction to gluten to make a candy coated, multi colored cake and eat NONE of it. Yeah.... what can I say? I'm a bad ass!

Thursday, November 29, 2012

16

How the hell did this happen?!? When did 16 just sneak up on me like a thief in the night? 


I'm not old enough to have a 16 year old kid. I'M NOT, I SAID!!!


Her sense of humor is wry. Her wit is sharp. Her loyalty steadfast.


On this, her 16th birthday, one of the best gifts I can offer her is wisdom. Wisdom about life, philosophy, and the best time of day to purchase fresh bread. 


So here's where you people come in. What wisdom would you give a freshly minted teenager? Don't believe the hype? Old Coke beats New Coke? Batman is actually Billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne??


I know the first thing I'd tell her is DON'T JUMP OUT OF MOVING GOLF CARTS, but I think we already covered that last summer.


So leave my daughter your Wisdom for 16 year olds.

I love you baby! You are gonna be the best 16 year old ever! The word is your oyster! Shuck that bitch!!

Well, damn.


Just when you thought it was safe to be a part of something, someone goes & changes the dynamic. I'd like to say it wasn't expected, but even with assurances from important people, it happened anyway. Now all that's left is the finger pointing and spinning of facts till it looks like no one is to blame. It had happened before elsewhere, and I'm sure if I can stomach another go, it will probably happen again. It's just how the beast works. I wish it didn't. I'd like to belong to a group where everyone is valued, not just the people who are all up in kool aid at the moment. People have lives. People have jobs. People have bad things happen that suddenly have to take center stage in their life. It happens. Just because it does happen doesn't mean you throw those people away. It especially means you don't promise those same people nothing is going to change, then change it all over night. It is NOT better to ask for forgiveness than permission in this case. It just made you look like an insensitive ass.

I'm sure I'll move on. Any contribution I made will be belittled & forgotten till suddenly it is as if I was never there. That has happened before too. Let's just hope for the ladies I leave behind that someone gets the message and doesn't do this to another group of hurt or otherwise life occupied members. Don't say "We'll be there for you!" if you don't mean it. It sucks for those of us who have found out it was only for show.

Former Skater Out. Peace.



Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Concert

Went to Jr's field trip today. I didn't know much about it except that the school once again is underfunded and couldn't send an attendant with him so I went along. The permission slip only said that it was a special trip that only a handful of students got chosen for. No problem. Got him all signed up, got myself checked out by the county background checkers to make sure I'm not a hardened criminal and we were off! First thing that was interesting was I was told to dress like a teacher or room assistant. Ok? Then I was asked not to wear my parent/chaperon badge on my shirt. Ok again? When I asked, it turned out this was not just any field trip, it was the 24th Annual Steinbrenner Family Children's Concert at the Straz Center for the Performing Arts. An annual tradition started by George Steinbrenner to bring music to underprivileged kids. That was the only part I didn't get. Jr's school picked the kids based on good grades & citizenship in school. 

Anywhoo... we got there and were treated to a lovely concert by the Florida Orchestra emceed by John Wilson from the local TV station. 


It was wonderful, and as the music played beautiful Christmas carols, I couldn't help but get misty hearing the lilting voices of almost a thousand children from all over the county sweetly singing Jingle Bells. 


And it was paid for entirely by the Steinbrenner family. The bus, the tickets, the Straz Center employees.... all of it. Just so some good kids who deserved it could watch a great concert, listen to a baseball great like Tino Martinez read "Twas The Night Before Christmas",  & get out of class for the day. In a word...Nice. And it was just for the kids too. I was pretending to be a 'medical attendant' because they specifically said in the letter to the schools that there were to be no parent chaperons. This was solely for the kids. Once again... nice.

And after the concert, the giving wasn't over. As the children filed out of the Straz Center, they walked past the entire Steinbrenner Family and each child got a Yankees duffel bag filled with goodies.  Jr got his from Joan Steinbrenner herself. There were DKNY teddy bears, Yankee themed school supplies, a pair of Dri-Fit socks just like the pros wear, and lots more.... oh, and the replica Yankees '99 World Series ring. Baby boy dug through his bag right away and gave his to me. (Such a sweet boy.) When it was all said and done, we got back to school four and a half hours later and I had another great memory with my son. 

I'd like to personally thank the Steinbrenner Family for their generosity. It is a wonderful thing they do for the children of Tampa & Hillsborough county by carrying on George Steinbrenner's legacy of giving back. 

Merry Christmas!

Sunday, November 25, 2012

The Elf on the Shelf.....

.... Can go fuck himself.




I need to let it be said that I can not stand "The Elf on the Shelf". Can not stand it. The face on those little things is just creepy. The story is even a little creepier. Supposedly this little spy is Santa's lookout to if you have been naughty or nice. Um....ok. What a little narc! And the expression on this little dude's face? It reminds me of a scary, overly caffeinated 1950's advertisement for some sort of wholesome foodstuff. {shudder}

The premise behind the "game" is kinda creepy too. Parents are supposed to move the elf after the kids have gone to sleep at night so that when the little ones wake, they think the elf moved on it's own in a bid to get covert information on their naughty & nice activities, thus encouraging more nice than naughty behavior! (Guess the elf hasn't checked out Mommy's bedside "special" drawer yet.) Yes, I know it's supposed to be cute and a tradition for the whole family for generations, but really? It just messes with my head. Creepy doll moving around the house in the dead of night, maniacally smiling his grin of death... NOT FOR ME!!

So no.... the Elf on the shelf can go fuck himself, cause I will not partake of his freaky lil' self!

 


Saturday, November 24, 2012

Merry Christmas.


And no, I haven't put up my decorations yet. Don't rush me!! PS-I really wanna make a wreath like this for our door this year!


Friday, November 23, 2012

Black.

I did not go shopping today. It wasn't really by choice so much as we are broker than broke right now and will probably stay that way through the new year. Still, I haven't felt the need to go out & shop in the wee hours of the morning since my son was 8 months old and I thought he HAD TO HAVE a certain educational toy. I got there at 4am that year because 5am was the earliest Toys R Us opened at the time. (It was about 10 years ago.) I got into the store ok, but the checkout line was horrendous. We waited 2 and a half hours just to check out. After that I swore never again. 
Over the years I would peruse the sale ads in the newspaper and online and the one thing I kept noticing was that these so called "Door Buster Deals" would claim to not be available after the Black Friday crush, but no sooner had the mayhem died down when from the bowels of the store rooms would come an entire PALLET FULL of the item in question ready to be displayed till empty. So, where is the incentive for me to get out of my warm bed at god forsaken hours of the morning just to be first to get that ridiculous item on my shopping list? No, I do not need that.
Also over the years, I read & watched the news stories trickle in about the violence that erupted on Black Friday. Pepper Spray, fist fights, people being trampled.... How can you justify getting a low price on a game system as an excuse for trampling another human to death? How can you live with yourself knowing little Jimmy's precious toy cost someone a visit to the ER because you tripped that someone and they got hurt running to the toy aisle? You can't. They are just things. Things will come, and things will go, trust me...I am an EXPERT on that kind of thing. You can always get more stuff, but a family having to go without their loved one because they died in a mass Black Friday stampede isn't cool. 
I was glad to see that 2012 didn't have any BIG Black Friday meltdowns. Here in Florida we had a couple of people get shot at a local big box store, but police aren't sure if that had any connection to Black Friday. I'm hoping it didn't. Now don't get me wrong, I am not begrudging all Black Friday shoppers. I know of some good people who make a plan, know what they want, yet they are kind to others shopping with them. That's what Black Friday needs, some compassion from the shoppers. Don't scream at the clerks or cashiers. Don't power elbow your fellow consumers. Don't be a jerk. The world has enough ugly in it right now. If you don't believe me, just turn on CNN and watch it for a while. The world is a messed up place right now. Don't add to the monstrosity.

This year? I'll be lucky if HHH & I can even afford ONE gift per child. One really inexpensive gift. I know a lot of folks up in the northeast that got smacked by Hurricane Sandy are in that same boat. Just like the families in Indianapolis who's houses blew up....  just like the Hostess Bakers & workers who will be out looking for jobs instead of gifts... I could go on. I guess I'm saying one thing here and that's Please Please Please be kind. Don't be the black in Black Friday.

Show the color of love instead.


Thursday, November 22, 2012

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Remember....

Even though they are part of the family, don't give too much people food to your fur kids!




Happy Thanksgiving!!

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

How I feel When...

... When someone or a retail store tries to force Christmas on me before Thanksgiving has come & gone.


As Grumpy Cat says...... 

NO!


Friday, November 16, 2012

Things To Eat In Place Of Twinkies.

So it was announced that the food giant Hostess was going to shut it's door and sell off all it's assets. Seems a strike by it's workers has put the company in desperate financial straights. So in memory of some folks' favorite snack cakes, I offer a list of things you can replace them with.




  1. Little Debbie Snack Cakes. Come on.... these are the superior snack cakes anyway, so why the hell aren't you stuffing your pie hole with  boxes upon boxes of Swiss Cake Rolls?!? What?? You prefer those Hostess cupcakes with the squiggle of white icing?? TOO BAD BITCHES!!!
  2. Entenmann's. Little individually wrapped muffins? Check. Boxes of donuts? Check, Cholesterol shooting through the roof? CHECK! All I know is, if someone comes for my all butter French Crumb Cake, shit's gonna get REAL!
  3. Merita Sweet 16 Doughnuts. Yes yes... I know that Merita sold this brand to Hostess, but I am hoping that in this close down debacle Merita will reacquire the brand and start producing them again. They were an integral part of all my pregnancy cravings and by GOD! They cannot disappear from this earth.
  4.  Fruits & Veggies. Because, you know..... THEY'RE HEALTHY!!!

The Highlander of Snack Cakes


Thursday, November 15, 2012

RUN FORREST!

  • I have been averaging 3 miles a day.
  • Thursday I did 6.
  • by Christmas my ass should look fan-fucking-tastic.
  • HHH broke our 42" TV when we had to move.
  • He wants to rent one and  I am putting my foot down & saying NO.
  • I have decided to live on a cash basis from now on.
  • I need to figure out a birthday gift for Eldest. She's getting shitted for her 16th because of HHH's & my bad choices.
  • My kids got featured on the Mom It Forward Daily Dose of Gratitude page. Gotta say, they are just freakin cute!
  • Living in a small place has me feeling all cozy, but where the hell are we gonna put the Christmas tree?
  • Had a friend marvel that we moved & put up all our pictures, shelves, etc in 3 days. That's what moving 20 times in 10 years will get ya! Efficiency.
  • I don't have a dishwasher anymore. Can we say Gilligan's Island??
And that's it from here.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Yeah....


I'm THAT mom who goes all out for her kid's science project display. This year he did his actual project with HHH, so all I was in charge of was the aesthetics. So yes, we got the Art Skills string lights and the LED light up stars and the big backboard with the detachable header. I wish they had had stuff like that when I was in school. I LIVED for science fair season. (read that as NERD)

Oh well.... time to wire up that nuclear reactor & get the yellow cake uranium. (jk Homeland Security.... JK!)


Monday, November 12, 2012

Thank You.

To all who serve and have served, I'd like to say thanks. Because retailers like to use this day of thanks as an excuse to part you with your money, I thought maybe you'd spend so me $$ on a business who gives back to our Vets. 

Thanks again for keeping us safe.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Now That The Election Is Over With...

Photo found on here, but is also credited in the photo itself.


...Can we get back to the really important issues? Like the Merry Christmas vs. Happy Holidays debate? Thank you EVER so much!

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Just Do It.

You have one job to do today if you are a registered voter in these United States......


Doesn't matter for who, doesn't matter for what, just get out there and do your civic duty. Our predecessors fought for us to have this right. Don't wuss out!

Thank you.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Looks

I'm a 40 year old woman. I live with my family. I am married to a man and I have 3 children. We don't make a lot of money, but usually we aren't poor. I play a team sport which is very difficult. Over the last two weeks I have been judged by strangers & friends alike.  Judged for things like...


  • Whether or not I was registered to vote.
  • Whether or not I was allowed to vote.
  • Whether or not I was capable to parent my kids.
  • Whether or not I was making sound medical decisions for my children.
  • Whether or not I was a lesbian.
  • Whether or not I was a drama llama.
  • Whether or not I was allowed to say what I wanted on MY social media outlets.

It's ridiculous. I should be able to look however I want without an older couple assuming I'm not registered to vote because I have green hair. I should be able to wear what I want without conservative neighbors whispering about me being a lesbian. I should be able to say what I want on my social media outlets without being attacked by "friends" saying I am a drama llama and maybe I do something to deserve the bad things that happen to me. My husband says we never leave high school and perhaps he's right, but I hope for a future where my children can look, do, and be anything they want without the fear of someone talking about them behind their back in furtive whispers. 

It's not the outsides that count.... it's what's inside. Everything else is just glamour.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

THIS HOUSE GOT EGGED 30 MINUTES AFTER I TOOK THIS!


This sign says ....

"WE LOVE CHILDREN! BUT HALLOWEEN, NO-THANK YOU!"

All of their lights were on. There were Halloween decorations in the yard. The porch lights were on also. That house got egged about 30 minutes after I took that photo. I wonder why?

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Halloween


For trick or treating with the kids I threw on a bunch of stuff from my derby closet. I thought it was "normal" for me and I realized my mistake as soon as we it our first couple of houses. The looks, oh the looks...... one would have thought I'd dropped out of the sky from Planet Fabulous! Being election season, I got most of those "looks" from the houses that had Romney/Ryan signs in their yards and also from the house that had the giant "JESUS SAVES" banner on their garage. Once I took stock of what I was wearing, we decided I was the Gay Pride Fairy and that's why I was receiving all the disapproving looks! Just like I got evil looks from the blue hairs in the voting line the other day. Just like I get weird looks when picking up my kids from school. Restaurants. Shopping. EVERYWHERE! Personally, I could care less. I spent the first 35 years of my life trying to fit in to what everyone told me I needed to be. I'm not getting blocked in ever again.

Judgement. It ain't cool no matter what age you are. 

And that's the final word from the Gay Pride Fairy!!!!