All the Presidents Dogs?

In eight days eight years of Bush will be over. (I can hear many of you cheering right now.) I’m not going to lie, I am excited. There is absolutely no way to tell if Mr. O will be the godsend most of the country is waiting for, but I hope he is.

I want the war to end, I want better health care, and I want this recession over with. My job relies heavily on the economy as I don’t make money if you people aren’t spending it. Proof: I made 33 dollars today.

This presidential term may be more praised and scrutinized than any other simultaneously. It’s our first non-white president. It’s the president who is following the least popular president. It’s gonna possibly make me watch the news.

But, prior to the oaths and changing of the guards, the world awaits one important descision to be made by the soon to be most powerful man in the world.

So, like, which of these fluffy and totally adorable puppies are you gonna choose prez?

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Ann Coulter Smells Bad

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I don’t like the woman’s thoughts.     She has  outrageous opinions.  She yells them on TV.  She might smell, but I made that part up.

You may have heard the lady has a new book sure to be a best seller,   Guilty: Liberal “Victims” and Their Assault on America. Right wing talk radio lovers will eat it up, and progressive granola crunchers will tear it to shreds.  The whole idea of writing a shock book doesn’t usually rile me.  Usually.

However, there is one part of her book which I heard about on a radio show this morning that actually made me angry.  Some little snide and snooty comment that hit a bit too close to home.

“Countless studies on the subject make clear, look at almost any societal problem and you’ll find it is really a problem of single mothers.”

Another priceless published remark:

“Single motherhood is like a farm team for future criminals and social outcasts.”

This is fun…let’s do one more!

“the children of divorce,” or as I call them, “future strippers.” It is a mark of how attractive it is to be a phony victim that divorcées will often claim to belong to the more disreputable category of “single mothers.”

Let’s not sit and debate her comments, it would be pointless.  She aimed at shocking the masses, and congrats non-mother, you did!   Regardless of the percentages of criminals that come from single or double parent households, the whole world knows that fine citizens CAN come from either…and awful humans can also be a spawn of either type of child rearing.

Instead, since this is MY blog, I will tell you my own personal problem with her words:

I married at 20, had a baby at 22 and then left the guy at 23.  So, I was 23, looked like I was 18 and suddenly I was a single mother.  I will be frank: I was humiliated.  I grew up in schools and had family that treated single mothers as less than real mothers.  Immediately I received pity for a situation that sucked, but that I had chosen through and through.   I was not heartbroken and carried no longing for my ex-husband but never removed the wedding band from my ring finger because I hated the looks I felt I was getting in grocery stores when my two year old would act like a two year old.    It took a harsh conversation from a friend to convince me that though I knew I was a legitimate mother, the whole world could as well.

It did not stop the comments, however.  I had one person who I think very highly of, make a remark about how sorry he felt for me as a single mother.  Sure, it’s tough.  Motherhood is tough.  My older sister with a kind loving husband who brings home the bacon so she can stay at home with her kids calls me often at the end of the day to remark at how tough a day she had because the kids drove her batty.  No one feels the need to tell her they feel sorry for her.

Throughout the first couple years I was single, I received both financial and emotional support from family and friends that helped me move on.  However, had I still been married and had those same problems, I can bet I would have had the same help.

Now, I still have a tough time going to school functions and such because I do look a bit younger and I get those fears that the other, older parents will be looking my way and think…”Babies having babies.”   And I bet some do, but for the most part I am treated like everyone else.  And all my apprehensions in this area come from ME and only ME.

Everyone I have met since having Max assumes that I either A) had a shot gun wedding or B) had a child out of marriage.  And literally every person who I have the marraige/kids/divorce conversation with asks how old I was when I married then how old I was when I had max.  Their voices become silent as they count two years in between those days and they realize I married before I got pregnant after which the conversation continues.

My sister does not get asked these questions.  My mother did not get asked.  I did not get asked, while I was married.  I completely agree and understand that it could be easier with two parents at home…could.  Ann is not alone in her stupidity, plenty of people feel that way.  But I choose to call her out because she is the one who decides to make her false claims, call them fact and take up too much time on the television.  Ann Coulter breeds  idiotic thinking.

We are not in a society that couples stay married throughout everything any longer.  I believe that marriage should be looked at as a forever deal, and I did approach mine that way as well.    And it failed.  And thankfully, I was able to go the the courthouse, give them my money and have them grant me a do-over, or a do-again-never.  I get my choice.  As for single mothers who had children while unmarried, they get that same freedom to choose if they wish to be married to the father.  America’s fun like that.  I might stay here.

Someday, Ms. Coulter, I may be married.  Someday I may even be divorced again.  And someday I may decide to like girls and go to the sperm bank and become pregnant with 8 babies while living with my lesbian lover. But I will always be a mother with no prefix.  Not a single-married-divorced-tansgender mother.  Just a mother.  And in any of these situations, my son will have the same love and care.  Because I will never see my role in his life any differently, no matter who sleeps in my bed.

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CHEEEEEEEESE.

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Grade School Lingo

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Elementary school is fun and messy and filled with high hopes of being awarded with colorful pencil tops for perfect attendance. I read in one study that grade school years are the most difficult and stressful years of our lives. Apparently the stress we have after this time is mostly self-induced, whereas young childhood stress is brought upon us without choice. I can see where they are coming from with that opinion, though to me, elementary was nothing but play time.

There are words and phrases that we used back then, that we never really use again. But what if we did? I bet the office would grow excited if we had rewards greater than casual Fridays. (Actually, I wouldn’t know, I am required to wear jeans every day.) You understand my plea though, I know you do. Let’s try to bring a few of these back into our adult life.

Eff Word

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Ever actually been told “You eff word!” Not all kids are too shy to whip out the biggie, but many are. So, they call each other letters to compensate. I bet at least one time on the bus you either overheard or participated in a conversation where the entire alphabet of curses was attempted to be figured out. ‘Cause we need to know what the “M” word is already.

Seven Up

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Recess is the most important part of the day. And then sometimes it rains. On these days, we played seven up. The game was easy. Teacher would choose seven students who stood at the front of the class and then announce, “Head’s down thumbs up!” You’d stick your head on the desk in the perfect position so that if one of those seven did tap your thumb that was raised you could see their British Knight tennis shoes as they passed by. When all seven had chosen their prey, heads were demanded to be raised from the desks and the chosen would guess who tapped them. I fondly recall always wanting to be chosen so I could tap the thumb of the boy I crushed over. My crush for him stemmed from the fact that he had a lisp and because of it would call me “Krithy.” I should look that speech impaired boy up on facebook.

Line Leader

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This was a blessing or a curse. If the teacher was a drag, who wanted to stand next to them? If you were on your way to the lunchroom, then of course you wanted to be at the head of the pack. Remember the teachers yelling to have you make the line as straight as possible? The other teachers would naturally think more of them if the line was perfectlystraight…Commies.

Backsies

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This needs to still be in effect. You traded some crap Ham and Kraft Cheese to this poor kid who hands over his Fun Fruits and scream, “No backsies!” as he/she realizes what a dumb move that transaction was. I would so yell it to the tables I serve that decide they did not understand what the ingredients of an menu item were.

Big Kids

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When you are five years old, a kid who is seven is basically a giant to you. Even if they are not much larger in size, their second grade attitude is coweringly intimidating and you will call them a Big Kid and bow down to them. I like to still refer to those who are a year or two older than me as such.

Popcorn Party

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This was the reason you went to school. Every now and again the teacher would pass out those rough brown paper towels that were barely distinguishable from the bark from which they came. You knew a popcorn party would soon follow. At our school they would buy a massive ten gallon bag of pre-popped corn and pour some onto the paper towel in front of you that you had unfolded to take up as much space on your desk as it could and therefore make room for as much popcorn as possible. Then you’d receive either a Dixie cup with warm root beer from a value brand two liter or on those really special days…McDonald’s Orange Drink. The class all goes home with the orange drink mustaches and spoiled appetites. Everybody wins.

So, choose one. Use it at work tomorrow and then tell me how it goes.

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Kinda Funny

As part of my goal of not procrastinating for the week, I have been staying on top of starting my old car every few hours so the battery does not die in our outstanding below zero weather.

No biggie, I start the car let it run for ten minutes and then viola!…no big payments have to be made to the 24 hour emergency towing companies.

Last night was such a night where I knew it was going to be well below zero when I woke up, so I went down started the car…and forgot about it when I went to my bed and slept.  Another part of not procrastinating involves warming the car up in the morning cause I cannot seem to hang onto a pair of gloves longer than a few days.  I went down and there was my car, toasty warm and missing about four or five gallons of gas that it had the night before.

I live on a very busy street, and the fact that my car was not stolen is wonderful.   However, the ride to work today was very toasty.  I enjoyed it.  And I will write about something much more exciting tomorrow.

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A year is too long…

Each of the past ten years, give or take, I have sat thinking about what to resolve that has been a weakness of mine in the year before. I mentally make a list if my faults, and think about which to attack. As the last day of December approaches, however, I never choose from the list and I skip the tradition of resolutions all together.

2009

You think this is the last year we have to endure glasses with numbers on them?

I noticed one thing present in most resolutions…procrastination. It’s quite easy to skip a healthy jog when you can sit and flip through a magazine. Saving money is tough when you rack up dumb bills for the video rentals you return late every time. Hitting the snooze button does not afford you the time to wait for a pot of coffee to brew, therefore you spend the three dollars paying someone else to make it….and so on.

Well, I thought about it and wondered what life would be like with no procrastinations. Not waiting to do the dishes until food had caked on, doing homework on time every time. I thought this would be a great resolution. And it would, if I were near perfect. I don’t think anyone can not procrastinate at certain points. Life…stuff…gets in the way.

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So, I decided to give it a week. A new week’s resolution if you will. (I decided to procrastinate the beginning until tomorrow, cause a holiday is no time to start.) So, from January 2nd until the end of the 8th, I am going to be on top of everything. I might get a clean house and car from it. I should save money, even just a few bucks. I will most likely spend less time on the internet. And who knows, I might break a bad habit in the process or create a good one.

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Super Mario 2: The Lost Levels

I have an uncle who is a bit younger than my parents, he also had his only son later than most.  So, when I was a kid, he only had me and my two sisters to spoil.  One year, he bought us a Nintendo.  I was ten, and had never heard of the thing.  The system came with, as you know, Super Mario Bros.  We played that game for years until all the blowing in the world would not make it light up for us.  It took me a long time to finally finish world 8-4, but when I did, I felt like a video game master.  Then of course I found out about the sequels, Mario 2 & 3.    Mario 2 was fun, but in a commie kind of way.  There’s no time limits, no score…and the story line was really off.  Then came Mario 3, which is the reason I was most excited about getting a Wii.

I knew after these three titles there were other Mario games.  I just cannot wrap my head around anything larger than 8-bit.  Then, today, as I was bumming around the house and shuffling through the titles available from the NES system downloadable on the Wii.  I saw the greatest electronic related thing I have seen since 1990.

SUPER MARIO BROS. 2: THE LOST LEVELS??!!

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Right now you are laughing at me and thinking fondly of that time in the 1990’s when you heard of this game.  And to you I say:  Why didn’t you tell me earlier?

Turns out, the game was created for the Mario nerds who found Super Mario Bros. too easy.  However, it was deemed too hard to travel overseas from Japan to the US.  That’s right, we love our video games, but let us be able to beat them with our soft bodies and simple brains!

super-mario-bros-the-lost-levels-2The game is very similar with enemies and such, just more difficult.

I bought it today for 600 Wii points.   Yes, six dollars to help me stay frustrated for the next several months or years.  I cannot wait.

After discovering this amazement, I turned into super-geek and watched videos of the game on YouTube.  I looked up cheats.  I read about the differences in Mario and Luigi’s abilities.

Take a look at this long video of some other nerd who beat the game to level 8 in eleven minutes.</clor

Also, apparently if you beat the game 8 times in a row, you are allowed to proceed to levels A-D.  So, this game should last me until 2013 when I finally beat every last part of it.   I am going to need to buy those terrifically comfortable floor chairs again….and lots of Cheetos.

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Top 7 Songs of 1988

So I was thinking about this year, and something to post in relation to the ending of it. Music seemed a good and simple route to go. Problem is, I have not turned on my radio this year with the exception of the soft rock station when it turns into a holiday music festival in November. Therefore, I cannot really give you the top songs of 2008. I decided to skip back ten years and try 1998, but that year I lived in a town with no radio stations whatsoever and I lacked MTV (which had probably gone to full time Road Rules marathons at that point anyhow). So, we go twenty years before today and reflect the greatest tunes of 1988. This was the glorious year I was given my first boom-box complete with cassette tape recorder. I do believe that all of these songs were recorded from the radio and made into mixed tapes that I cherished until about 1993 when I carelessly lost them all. Today we have the internet, which means I can listen to them all once again, without deejay’s speaking over the intros.

7. Jane Says-Jane’s Addiction

This song needs to be on the list, but cannot be any higher. There are a few songs that are almost too perfect and this is one of them. This is on every “best of” list out there for this 1988, I think even the country billboard chart has it. I bet if we all sing along world peace will ensue.

6. Punk Rock Girl-The Dead Milkmen

This song makes me laugh…and it carries over to the angry youth of every generation.

5. Always on My Mind- Pet Shop Boys

I am anti-remakes in pop music for the most part. It’s never as good as he original (and the original of this is splendid), and if the original stinks then why bother. I don’t know why this breaks the rule for me, but it does it in a fabulous way.

4.I’ll Be There for You-Bon Jovi

Let me tell you a secret: For a few years, a few years back, I went through a phase where I could not listen to Bon Jovi enough. And I listened to this song more than any other, both then and in 1988.

3. The Promise- When in Rome

I have an addiction to iTunes, I like to listen to the 30 second teases. I like to buy the songs of which I need more than 30 seconds. But when i looked up this song I was disgusted, the only version they have has a Napoleon Dynamite talk over at the end. Makes me so angry. Also makes me angry, the lead singers hair, I wish to cut it. Some people can pull off long hair, and others should stay far away.

2. Hot Hot Hot!- The Cure

Why do I have such a thing for the 80’s version of Robert Smith? I am looked at sideways when I proclaim my love for the man. “Bu-bu-But…he’s all lipstick…and eye make-up…and hair all over the place?!” Though this is true, he is a genius and for one lovely video, he takes off the costume and shows the world what he would look like as a yuppie. And when my son asks why he doesn’t get a little brother, I always tell him that I am unsure if I could love a little boy as much as I love him. When in truth, I am holding out for a thirty year old Robert Smith before I bear any more children. (Now that I have creeped you all out, let’s explore #1!)

1. Kokomo-The Beach Boys

Let’s all tell each other the truth, this song is as good as a box of Chex Mix opened three months ago. But dammit, we all know it by heart. We all loved it. If you are in the vicinity of my age, there was a brief awkward moment where your favorite song was by a band your parents listened to and loved…let’s never talk of this again.

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Wii! It’s Christmas!

As I write, there is a little boy desperately trying to fall asleep. Unfortunately this is the only day of the year I get the pleasure of having no fighting about bedtime. He’s hoping, wishing, and praying that Santa C. will leave the boy a three hundred dollar present in a stocking that is far too small to hold such a gift.

Each year, I drag the boy to see Mr. Claus and each year he asks for toys. Once, he requested a really boucy rubber ball, last year, the kid wanted a goldfish. I can do these things. These are easy…and cheap. This year, he was hoisted up on Santa’s lap and in a clear voice stated that he wanted a Wii. I was crushed. I have always been able to comply with his list, but a Wii?!?! That’s a bit rich for my blue collar blood.

This year is going to be a different sort of Christmas. Half my family is in Hawaii and the other half is kicking it in their home states with their immediate families only. I know this happens, and for the most part I am fine with it. You just cannot make it everywhere every year. Thing is, me and Max get the pity party from many people because on such days, we are just us two. Ladies and gentlemen: Me and The Max consist of one entire family. There’s a darn good chance it will always be this way. I do understand it is a small one, and I do get that it could be considered lonely. I would certainly rather see my sisters and parents than not see them, but tomorrow I AM going to be with my family. Moving on…

I did the math, thought long and hard, and determined that this year one of two things would happen: A) I would scrape and save enough pennies to spoil him outright rotten with his request or B) He would learn that Santa is not real.

Now, he’s gonna find out he’s not real soon anyways. I am lucky that I can still use Santa as a threat when it’s time to bush his teeth or eat his broccoli. I had always hoped that some terrible kid on the bus would break the news to his tender heart as opposed to me not being able to afford his wish. This made me feel odd, and kind of yucky. Do I buy something extravagant (for my income) just to please him, and when does that stop?

I did not buy him barely anything from my own self, though his aunts and grandparents treated him nicely judging from the pile under the tree right now. I have always hated the thought of video games being played non-stop and the fat little kids who are a product (in part) from them.

And then I caved.

I stopped buying coffee, skipped the mall and Target altogether this month. With the exception of my birthday party I did not go out at all. And today, I got just enough to buy the Wii and still pay rent for next month. I called the one store I heard still had it and they were out. Urgh. I was told to try another…and they had it! Not many, but it was there.

I was faced with one problem. How do I get into a store and buy a toy without having The Max notice? So, A Very Nice Person told me to drop the boy off at their house and run grab the Wii and come pick him and and have the greatest Christmas of all time. We synced watches and communicated with walkie talkies and went on with the plan. (Well, we should have done that last part, that would have been funner.) I walked into the store and asked if they still had any remaining, they did. I gave them a crap load of money and walked out the door. Satisfied.

We hung out with A Very Nice Person for a bit, playing their Wii for awhile. I added a comment during one game about how nice it would be to own one, if they weren’t so expensive. Muhahahaha.

I am going to like tomorrow. I am going to like it a lot. It’s gonna be commercial, and cheesy, and full of smiles resulted from overly spoiling a little boy. It will be worth it.

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Boredom

I haven’t been bored in awhile. This whole working thing gets in the way. I am slightly looking forward to the hibernation that will go along with the months of January and February so I might revisit what it’s like to not have anything to do. In lieu of actually trying to write something entertaining, here’s a stupid video, you’ll love it.

See, you loved it.

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