Tuesday, February 24, 2009
It happens every year, even when I was on meds it happened. I feel like a snake working so hard to rid myself of the old skin so that I can emerge happy, healthy and ready for anything and I just can't get it off. It gets to the point that it feels like it is suffocating and all I can do us curl into a ball and do nothing. When I get like this I can't write, I can't focus on a project and I snap at anyone who comes too close.
I can tell its coming not only because of the calendar but because I have been trying, little by little to clean up the office so that I can actually sit down and write (and maybe get back a few people that have stopped following me) and read all my favorite blogs. I just get so overwhelmed when I walk into that room. I feel like I can't move. It's getting harder and harder to spend time in there when I want it to be the exact opposite. I want it to be the room I go to to write or read. I want it to be the room that is comfortable yet orderly enough to be used as an actual office (no help from paper hoarder husband there).
I have visions of the curtains softly floating in the breeze, me at the computer a cup of tea close by and maybe some music playing in the background. Right now it's cold, papers all over one of the desks like a dirty drift of snow and the bed from the guest room because SOMEONE hasn't finished painting (5 months ago started) that particular room. Between being overwhelmed by my emotions and the chaos in that room I just want to hide under the bed.
So, please understand that if I am not blogging, it's not because I am not thinking about it...it's because I am under the bed and I don't have an internet connection there.
Monday, February 16, 2009
On Friday I mentioned that I had a hard time sending Octo-Mom Nadya Suleman to 'My Island because of the children that would be left behind. Now I do think they would be better off with someone else but her mother is clearly not the one to care for them either. Then I thought, "What about Brit's kids and even Elizabeth's?" (I know, Liz is married but seriously.) The kids are innocents in their parents' lives, caught up in a web they did not fashion. What should be done with the children of the island inhabitants?
Where could kids go where it was happy but not over-commercialized?
Sunny days, sweepin' the clouds away.
Where could they go where is was healthy and safe?
On my way to where the air is clean!
Can you tell me how to get...how to get to
Ok, is this not perfect? The kids would get attention from caring adults and would be able to cuddle up with furry monsters that would make them laugh daily. They would learn about things their parents don't know about like, manners and being nice to people (not depending on whether it makes God happy or not). They would learn to count with a Count and a pinball machine. They would learn a second language earlier than high school. It's a happy place but not so over the top that the kids would OD on saccharine.
From all my years watching Sesame Street there is plenty of housing in those cool brownstones and if a kid is adventurous there is a gient birds nest they can try out. All in all I think it is about the best idea I have come up with since the island so it is fitting that it is a spin off of such a place. There has to be balance in the universe and I think Sesame Street balances out My Island perfectly. :)
Friday, February 13, 2009
The short of it is, certain people annoy me to the point that I banish them to an island where they are to live their life out among others that annoy me. There they cannot harm the rest of us with their politics, their stupidity or their general annoying nature. Here is a list of current residents:
On the island:
Rick Santorum (escaped and captured)
My newest addition deserves to be there almost as much as Ann Coulter. Look in the dictionary under the word 'selfish' and this woman's picture will be there. She has dragged her whole family down with her and still continues to defend herself on primetime and any media outlet that gives her fifteen minutes. That's right, it's Octo-mom, Nadya Suleman.
I held off on sending her to the island for 14 reasons. Her kids. This topic "My Island" is all in good fun but when I was putting this post together I started thinking about what will happen to those kids, even if their horrible mother was around. I struggled with even sending her...until today.
Today my first assumptions about why this woman decided to turn her 'vagina into a clown car' (props to Cherlyn for that phrase) were verified. She is panhandling via the internet. Yes, the woman who said she was never on welfare or accepted government money for having all those kids is asking YOU to support them via donations on the internet (not like you aren't going end up supporting them via your taxes or anything). Oh, she also lied about the not accepting $$ from the government, she is on food stamps. Excellent. I am not providing you with the link to said site because as you bloggers know, the more traffic she gets the more $ she gets. This is what she wanted all along. She decided to have multiples to cash in on the books, reality tv and bleeding hearts. She neglected to realize that those that DO have reality tv shows, etc because of their large family sizes did not TRY to have large families in order to GET a tv reality show. She did it backwards. Oh...she is also crazier than Jim Jones but just as self-centered.
I decided that she was done. She needs to be removed from the population NOW. I am worried that she and Rick Santorum might try to start a new race so precautions will need to be taken. Rick will need to be castrated. This will be performed by Ann Coulter. She agreed to do this as long as we provided her with a newsfeed of C-SPAN and a voo doo doll. I let her also pick the method of castration.
So Nadya will be welcomed with open arms by the other crazies that are there and we will not have to watch her pimp her children out to the world anymore. I think that is just lovely.
Now...the kids. What to do with the kids. While we are on the subject, what about the other kids of the inhabitants?
Tune in Monday for my "My Island" spin off. "What About the Kids?"
On the island:
Rick Santorum (escaped and captured and neutered)
Thursday, February 12, 2009
You may already know who is going but I promise there will be surprises and all around good feelings about the outcome.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I realize that the country is split on this bill but I thought that it was important that you should know what our representatives in DC call 'fluff' or 'pork'. I will not go through the entire list because the article is pretty self explanatory. I just want you all to remember that these are things that they considered 'wasteful spending', period, not just for this bill.
$98 million for school nutrition
- I guess our kids can continue to eat preservative laden, cheap food from China.
$200 million for National Science Foundation + $100 million for science
- Well we all know how most of the conservative right feel about science.
$16 billion for school construction
- I guess we can continue to educate our children in outdated facilities. Maybe it will just make them work that much harder.
$65 million for watershed rehabilitation
- Polluted water isn't all that bad. It's not like we are going to run out of clean water.
There are some things in the bill that I agree should have been cut but this list and the things on it that should not have been cut are an indication that many of our representatives, regardless of party affiliation, don't have a clue what we need in order to make our country a better place. They are not about looking forward, they only want a quick fix. While I realize that the many view the stimulus bill as just that, a quick fix, if the money had been put into education for the future, it would have kept us on the right track for decades to come. Instead, once again, it's those that come after us that are going to suffer.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Please, someone explain to me how it is that one person who did something irresponsible is having things taken from them when another who was irresponsible is getting acclaim?
Who am I talking about? Michael Phelps and Nadya Suleman. Michael Phelps made a poor decision in an instant while Ms. Suleman plotted to grab media attention by having multiple children for years. She is using them to generate income and she planned to do this. Who is going to suffer from Michael Phelp's mistake? Only him. There are no children going out and buying bongs and sucking on paper towel cardboard rolls to be like him. It's just not going to happen so don't try to say he should lose everything. Who is going to suffer from Ms. Suleman's plot - her children...all 14 of them. By the way, where do you think the money is coming from right now for these kids whose mother is unemployed? The government. Who pays the government? Taxpayers, that's right, you and me so we suffer too.
So before you condemn Michael Phelps for destroying HIS OWN brain cells (it being his choice and all) think about how much money taxpayers are going to have to put out for Ms. Suleman's kids. It was her choice to use her children in this way and nothing sickens me more at the moment.
My Island may have a new inhabitant very, very soon.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Something wonderful happened today. It may seem small in comparison to the economic crisis and salmonella-ed peanut butter but I am overjoyed with it...
My 10 year old neighbor came outside today and asked if I needed help shoveling my driveway.
I think that is just one of the best things ever. His Mom wasn't even aware that he did it. He just came out with his shovel and asked if I needed any help.
Now I know that many of you that I have gotten to know through blogging have kids that would do the exact same thing but this was a first for me. The more I think about it the more I want to do something for his parents because I realize that is where the idea truly came from. It may have not been said but good parenting is priceless and when your child can reflect that parenting in their personality and share it with the world, it's magical.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Do you remember the let down you felt when there was no snow on the ground? I have been feeling that way every time they call for snow here. We get like an inch maybe and if we get more, it's in the form of ice. You can't play in that.
I realize I am adult so I may do different things with my snow day but they are no less exciting. relaxing with tea or cocoa, maybe baking cookies or taking a mid afternoon nap in the middle of the work week is a VERY exciting prospect for me. I have been racking my brain trying to come up with the moment my Karma became stained enough so as to make Mother Nature turn on me so. It's not that I can't come up with one but I really can't come up with a total amount that would make it so that the ENTIRE winter would be like this.
I am ready to repent to Mother Nature. I am ready to run around naked in the cold. I am ready to dance with sticks. I am ready to give up my plastic freezer bags...ok maybe 1/2 of them.
JUST PLEASE GIVE ME A FREAKING SNOW DAY!