Today my lovely son woke up at 6:20am. Not cool although all he really did was crawl into bed with me and say "mommy I wanna lay wit you." as he was crawling into the bed. After a few minutes he wanted me to turn on the tv which he complained about because it was too bright and then went to flip on the light. (makes no sense but that's how it happened) He then said he wanted his Christmas on which in his language means plug in the Christmas tree, so I got out of bed and he turned on the tv and I went back in my room after giving him his usual breakfast.
I am not a news watcher because the news frankly, pisses me off. The stupidity pouring out from the tv during the amount of time that the news is on makes me feel like a genius. I am not a genius by any means but man do I feel smarter when the news is on.
Today on the news, not sure what news show it was, but they reported that some unimaginable number of mini blinds are being recalled due to strangulation risks in children. I was thinking to myself what date was this story aired? What makes this news today, December 15, 2009? This is not news!! People, mini blind strings have killed or strangled children for a long time. It is stupid to recall something due to the negligence of the parents or person in charge of supervising a child! I will NOT be returning my mini blinds because I am a RESPONSIBLE parent and I DO NOT put my child's bed near the freaking window. Are these people stupid? I just don't understand why manufacturers have to change the way they make things that work great the way they are because there are a select group of people that are stupid. There is no good reason for this recall. Parenting classes? Yes! Recalling these blinds is not the answer. The kids will end up hurting themselves on something else because of irresponsible parents. I have blinds with the loop strings (which is the strangulation hazard)that I have (and this concept may be hard to grasp but here it is)wrapped around the safety hardware that came with it and is up high enough for my child not to reach!!! Come on people. Use common sense. If you have a window with the mini blinds on it in your baby's room, MOVE THE BED ONTO ANOTHER WALL AWAY FROM THE WINDOW!!
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Twilight Cycles from Brandon Routh - Video
Twilight Cycles from Brandon Routh - Video
I came across this absolutely hilarious video the other day that was linked onto my facebook page. HILARIOUS I tell you!!!! If you are a Twilight fan, even if you aren't, this is worth a few minutes of your time!!!
I came across this absolutely hilarious video the other day that was linked onto my facebook page. HILARIOUS I tell you!!!! If you are a Twilight fan, even if you aren't, this is worth a few minutes of your time!!!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
hmm I seem to be extremely opinionated lately!
OK....soooooo this Dallas Cowboy cheerleader dressed up like L'il Wayne for Halloween. She donned makeup to make her look black and also put fake tattoos all over her face and well I added the link so you can click and see for yourself.
www.blackvoices.com/boards/entertainment/entertainmnt/entertainment/dallas-cowboy-cheerleader-in-blackface/277594/1 ok so it won't freaking link...I don't know what I am doing wrong but just copy and paste it so you can see for yourself.
OK so it was HALLOWEEN PEOPLE!!! The ONE day a year you can get dressed up as something you can't be any other day (unless you really wanna look stupid) and go out and have a good time. There are so many adults that don't dress up so why ruin it for the ones that want to? Do I think she made a bad judgement call on her costume of choice? Sure. But not enough to bring on racial comments or kick her off the cheer leading team. If that's the case then the Wayans brothers, that made the movie White Chicks, should never be able to make another movie again!!!! This racial shit can go 2 ways people. Just check out that stupid website that I tried to join to put my two cents in there but realized before I hit "register" that it would have been pointless. (never mind the fact that it is called "Black Voices") Most of those people are still in the mind frame of about 40-50 years ago. Although some of them appear to have some sense and don't see anything wrong with it. Whatever happened to "we shall over come"? Does that only go for white people? What about BET (Black Entertainment Television)? Has no one seen the racism there? There are so many other racial points I can bring up here but I don't have the time nor desire to bring them up, plus most of you already know them so no need.
I am by no means racist. I will treat everyone the same. There are ignorant people of every color. I look at everyone as a person. If you act ignorant then you have helped me create a stereotype for you regardless of your color, religion, how much money you have etc. I don't care.
Last on this costume situation, as I stated above, poor choice. Poorly done in my opinion, (if it wasn't captioned at the top of the page I'd have no idea who the hell she was trying to be) the only part that was done well was the makeup all over her body, which come on give her some credit, had to take freakin' forever! She just looks like a dead person....seriously.....
One more thing, look at the site, scroll down to near the bottom, you will see a picture of her at the party she went to posing with 2 black women. They appear to be authentic and they don't look like they are going to rip her head off for "impersonating a black man". They,as I did, probably thought it was funny and remembered it was HALLOWEEN!!!
I have to thank 96ROCK for posting this on their daily shlog which you can see here http://www.purerock96.com/gamblenfin/tabid/266/Default.aspx best morning show on the radio in Cincinnati!
www.blackvoices.com/boards/entertainment/entertainmnt/entertainment/dallas-cowboy-cheerleader-in-blackface/277594/1 ok so it won't freaking link...I don't know what I am doing wrong but just copy and paste it so you can see for yourself.
OK so it was HALLOWEEN PEOPLE!!! The ONE day a year you can get dressed up as something you can't be any other day (unless you really wanna look stupid) and go out and have a good time. There are so many adults that don't dress up so why ruin it for the ones that want to? Do I think she made a bad judgement call on her costume of choice? Sure. But not enough to bring on racial comments or kick her off the cheer leading team. If that's the case then the Wayans brothers, that made the movie White Chicks, should never be able to make another movie again!!!! This racial shit can go 2 ways people. Just check out that stupid website that I tried to join to put my two cents in there but realized before I hit "register" that it would have been pointless. (never mind the fact that it is called "Black Voices") Most of those people are still in the mind frame of about 40-50 years ago. Although some of them appear to have some sense and don't see anything wrong with it. Whatever happened to "we shall over come"? Does that only go for white people? What about BET (Black Entertainment Television)? Has no one seen the racism there? There are so many other racial points I can bring up here but I don't have the time nor desire to bring them up, plus most of you already know them so no need.
I am by no means racist. I will treat everyone the same. There are ignorant people of every color. I look at everyone as a person. If you act ignorant then you have helped me create a stereotype for you regardless of your color, religion, how much money you have etc. I don't care.
Last on this costume situation, as I stated above, poor choice. Poorly done in my opinion, (if it wasn't captioned at the top of the page I'd have no idea who the hell she was trying to be) the only part that was done well was the makeup all over her body, which come on give her some credit, had to take freakin' forever! She just looks like a dead person....seriously.....
One more thing, look at the site, scroll down to near the bottom, you will see a picture of her at the party she went to posing with 2 black women. They appear to be authentic and they don't look like they are going to rip her head off for "impersonating a black man". They,as I did, probably thought it was funny and remembered it was HALLOWEEN!!!
I have to thank 96ROCK for posting this on their daily shlog which you can see here http://www.purerock96.com/gamblenfin/tabid/266/Default.aspx best morning show on the radio in Cincinnati!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
to Major Hasan (dickface coward from the Fort Hood shootings)
Asshole,
The attack on Fort Hood, did not directly involve me or indirectly for that matter, however I have a lot of disgust for YOU, the coward that did this. There is no excuse, whether it be moral, religious or otherwise, to load up two hand guns and go to an army post and just start shooting random soldiers! NONE! Hello!!! Why not just kill yourself?? No you had to be a selfish low life bastard and kill innocent people. A mother to be, defenders of my freedom!!! I don't give a shit about what religion you practiced you were in the UNITED STATES ARMY for 19 years. A Major at that. A doctor major. A psychiatrist doctor. Paid to listen to soldiers talk about their issues with what they did in combat. Soldiers that had freaking stress in their lives, but didn't go on an army post and shoot up random AMERICANS! Some soldiers that got deployed numerous times compared to your ZERO times. My problem with you is that as previously stated, you're a DOCTOR, when you get deployed, chances of you seeing actual combat, going out on the front lines with the real soldiers, were slim to NONE! Everyone lower ranking than you, trained every day for combat, would be the ones seeing the action. You wouldn't have had to actually kill "fellow" Muslims.
You supposedly loved this country and loved being in the army. September 11, 2001 happened over 8 years ago. OK so did you just suddenly convert to Muslim? Or have you been actively trying to get out of the army for the past 8 years and no one gave a shit? I mean surly you had to know that since September 11,2001, we were gonna go after the gutless swine that attacked our country that day. But no, you continued to take patients and listen to them confess about the bloodshed and the disgusting things they had to do to people of your religion. This here to me is a classic case of snapped. You friggin lost your marbles and decided to suddenly take some Arabic classes, which you spoke poorly and practice whatever it is that Muslims practice. By all means not every single person that is Muslim is a freak, there are quite a few though.
When you enlist, willingly, into the United States Military, you swear to an oath, that you will do what your country requires of you. Refusing to do so, is treason, why the hell be in the Army if you can't be a soldier first? You may have to kill fellow Christians, Muslims, whatever religion you are, you may have to kill people of your own religion. You really don't have to though, you could just let them kill you. I don't give a shit. It's kill or be killed when you are in war.
You were a trusted military officer. It is because of you, that I think most soldiers are now going to have to watch their back and Muslim soldiers no matter what, are going to have to go through a lot more hell to be a soldier. So my advice to the army would be, if a Muslim extremist decides that he wants out, best thing to do is let him out of the army. It does no good to keep a moron in, that would do harm to his fellow comrades.
Your punishment should consist of mostly torture. I say shoot you a few times, wounding you, allowing the wounds to get infected then do surgery, wait for you to recover fully from surgery and do it again. 14 times. Once for every person killed by you and once for me.
Sincerely....
The attack on Fort Hood, did not directly involve me or indirectly for that matter, however I have a lot of disgust for YOU, the coward that did this. There is no excuse, whether it be moral, religious or otherwise, to load up two hand guns and go to an army post and just start shooting random soldiers! NONE! Hello!!! Why not just kill yourself?? No you had to be a selfish low life bastard and kill innocent people. A mother to be, defenders of my freedom!!! I don't give a shit about what religion you practiced you were in the UNITED STATES ARMY for 19 years. A Major at that. A doctor major. A psychiatrist doctor. Paid to listen to soldiers talk about their issues with what they did in combat. Soldiers that had freaking stress in their lives, but didn't go on an army post and shoot up random AMERICANS! Some soldiers that got deployed numerous times compared to your ZERO times. My problem with you is that as previously stated, you're a DOCTOR, when you get deployed, chances of you seeing actual combat, going out on the front lines with the real soldiers, were slim to NONE! Everyone lower ranking than you, trained every day for combat, would be the ones seeing the action. You wouldn't have had to actually kill "fellow" Muslims.
You supposedly loved this country and loved being in the army. September 11, 2001 happened over 8 years ago. OK so did you just suddenly convert to Muslim? Or have you been actively trying to get out of the army for the past 8 years and no one gave a shit? I mean surly you had to know that since September 11,2001, we were gonna go after the gutless swine that attacked our country that day. But no, you continued to take patients and listen to them confess about the bloodshed and the disgusting things they had to do to people of your religion. This here to me is a classic case of snapped. You friggin lost your marbles and decided to suddenly take some Arabic classes, which you spoke poorly and practice whatever it is that Muslims practice. By all means not every single person that is Muslim is a freak, there are quite a few though.
When you enlist, willingly, into the United States Military, you swear to an oath, that you will do what your country requires of you. Refusing to do so, is treason, why the hell be in the Army if you can't be a soldier first? You may have to kill fellow Christians, Muslims, whatever religion you are, you may have to kill people of your own religion. You really don't have to though, you could just let them kill you. I don't give a shit. It's kill or be killed when you are in war.
You were a trusted military officer. It is because of you, that I think most soldiers are now going to have to watch their back and Muslim soldiers no matter what, are going to have to go through a lot more hell to be a soldier. So my advice to the army would be, if a Muslim extremist decides that he wants out, best thing to do is let him out of the army. It does no good to keep a moron in, that would do harm to his fellow comrades.
Your punishment should consist of mostly torture. I say shoot you a few times, wounding you, allowing the wounds to get infected then do surgery, wait for you to recover fully from surgery and do it again. 14 times. Once for every person killed by you and once for me.
Sincerely....
Friday, July 10, 2009
my essay for Defining Twilight
Defining Twilight is an essay contest you have to use 8 words
omnipresent
inconsequential
sauntered
noble
permanence
exiled
detested
erratic
This is my essay.
You don't have to write it about Twilight, but you can. I chose not to. I need to edit it a little more and correct grammar and punctuation cause that's judged too. essay can't be longer than 1000 words and you have to use correct grammar and spelling as well as punctuation.
They work every day. Nine to five is out of the question. Weekends blend into the work week like any other day. they are constantly on alert, day and night, ready to attack any enemy that might have accidentally sauntered into their territory. There is no permanence in the place they rest their feet. The are always on the move, trudging through the thick, omnipresent sand. It's in the air, which consequentially ends up in their lungs, in their boots and plastered to their skin. Sometimes, they even eat it. They do patrols in 105 degree heat, completely covered in body armor. Patrols are not enjoyable during the day, however, utterly detested at night. Imagine; pitch black skies, (except the occasional moonlight), wild animals, poisonous insects and no telling what else.
We always complain when the electricity goes out, when the mail runs late or when we run out of hot water in the middle of a relaxing hot shower, inconsequential to them. The can't even remember the last time they had a shower let alone the temperature of the water and have you tried reading a three week old letter under the moonlight or, if you're lucky and you have batteries, a flashlight?
After being exiled for a year or more, they receive news that it's time to prepare to go home. Preparing consists of several classes to re-civilize themselves to the happenings that are still going on in every day life. The are reminded that there is green grass and running water. They might have a new baby or a new car. Whatever the reason, they pray that they can return to some sort of normalcy. They are thankful they are deemed noble as opposed to the "baby killer" of the Vietnam War. They hope that the erratic gun fire heard at any give time of the day or night doesn't make them jump at the sound of a balloon popping suddenly or make it difficult to enjoy a firework celebration.
As you sit back and enjoy the material things you have in life, realize that if it wasn't for the soldiers fighting for your freedom, none if it would be possible. The United States soldier doesn't do it for themselves. The do it for their country. They do it for our freedom.
omnipresent
inconsequential
sauntered
noble
permanence
exiled
detested
erratic
This is my essay.
You don't have to write it about Twilight, but you can. I chose not to. I need to edit it a little more and correct grammar and punctuation cause that's judged too. essay can't be longer than 1000 words and you have to use correct grammar and spelling as well as punctuation.
They work every day. Nine to five is out of the question. Weekends blend into the work week like any other day. they are constantly on alert, day and night, ready to attack any enemy that might have accidentally sauntered into their territory. There is no permanence in the place they rest their feet. The are always on the move, trudging through the thick, omnipresent sand. It's in the air, which consequentially ends up in their lungs, in their boots and plastered to their skin. Sometimes, they even eat it. They do patrols in 105 degree heat, completely covered in body armor. Patrols are not enjoyable during the day, however, utterly detested at night. Imagine; pitch black skies, (except the occasional moonlight), wild animals, poisonous insects and no telling what else.
We always complain when the electricity goes out, when the mail runs late or when we run out of hot water in the middle of a relaxing hot shower, inconsequential to them. The can't even remember the last time they had a shower let alone the temperature of the water and have you tried reading a three week old letter under the moonlight or, if you're lucky and you have batteries, a flashlight?
After being exiled for a year or more, they receive news that it's time to prepare to go home. Preparing consists of several classes to re-civilize themselves to the happenings that are still going on in every day life. The are reminded that there is green grass and running water. They might have a new baby or a new car. Whatever the reason, they pray that they can return to some sort of normalcy. They are thankful they are deemed noble as opposed to the "baby killer" of the Vietnam War. They hope that the erratic gun fire heard at any give time of the day or night doesn't make them jump at the sound of a balloon popping suddenly or make it difficult to enjoy a firework celebration.
As you sit back and enjoy the material things you have in life, realize that if it wasn't for the soldiers fighting for your freedom, none if it would be possible. The United States soldier doesn't do it for themselves. The do it for their country. They do it for our freedom.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
BITE ME! OK?
Last night, as it is every single night, my phone was in my purse. My purse was in my bedroom and I was, guess where? I was on the computer (insert "go figure" in my husbands voice here). I think it was my dad that sent me an email of this really tall bridge, claiming to be the tallest in the world and I was so intrigued by it that I wanted to Google Earth it. So I did. The email gave little description to exact locale of said bridge, so I had to do a bit of Internet research to get the name of a town close by to narrow my search. But instead of doing my research on this bridge before I pulled up Google Earth, I searched nearly the whole E11 highway from Paris to Barcelona where it claimed to be, somewhere, getting sleepier by the minute. Then the name of the town, which slips memory right now, pops up on probably the 3rd page I decided to look at and I find that on Google Earth and narrow my search more. By the time I find it, which on Google Earth is a very impressive gray splotch hovering much closer to the satellite camera that took it's picture, making the other roads look like pieces of hair, I am really tired and pretty much lost interest too. I honestly don't remember doing much looking at it before I closed the stupid application down and shut my computer down. But this is where it gets good..
Mike signs onto msn messenger on his phone and sends me a pretty ugly message.
"It's pretty sad when this is the only way I can get ahold of you."
But before he even types that message, once I see him sign in, I get my phone that has 2 missed calls, out of my purse, and start calling him back. He doesn't answer after 2 tries so I stop trying. Then I get that message on msn messenger and then as soon as he sends it, he signs out so I can't reply.
I am tired anyway and I just want to go and do what I had planned, lay in bed and read my book. By the way in case anyone decides to read this, My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult, is defiantly recommended if you are looking for something good to read.
And because Mike signed off the messenger before I could respond, I decide to be nice and text him, "I tried to call you back I'm sorry my phone was in my room in my purse I was google earthing this really tall bridge in France love you good night."
To which his response was, "Yea that's the same damn excuse I get every stupid night and if i did that you be getting on me about that BS."
Calmly I just type again, "good night"
And who knows his mood but here's what he types back, " OK whatever I see you don't give a shit like usual."
I text, "If that's the way you feel. I'm tired and this is pointless. Goodnight."
Nothing more was said.
So tonight when he left for work, he reached in to kiss me good-bye and my lips turned slightly so it wasn't a full on lip to lip kiss....I didn't realize what I had done, Brandon was just crying so hard that he made himself puke and I haven't really felt like myself emotionally lately but whatever. I pissed him off. Great. He storms out the door "WHATEVER" like a teenage girl, gets in his car and as I slip on one of my flip flops to go outside to try to make it all better, peels out of the driveway and heads to work. So I kicked my flip flop off and sit back down on the couch. I didn't realize that I could piss him off so much by not meaning to half way kiss him. Maybe most of it is the fact that I am drained of the ability to care anymore. I can't keep caring about hurting some one's feelings when I feel they couldn't give two shits if they hurt mine. I am sick of trying to please everyone. What about me? What about what I want? Has he ever once asked me if I am happy? NO! He just thinks because he can make me laugh on occasion that I am happy. I am not happy. I feel like a robot. Robots can't feel anything and that's how I am right now. I don't cry. I don't care. I don't fight for stuff or say I'm sorry anymore. I am not sorry. If I'm pissing you off, GOOD! Get pissed off. I'm not arguing with him anymore and if that seems like I could care less than maybe it's true.
Can you get postpartum depression for the first time when your only child is 2 1/2? If so, then I have it. If not then I am a freak and have it anyways. If there is one thing that I care about left in this world, it's defiantly him. I really have stopped caring about most everything except my son. He's not making me depressed. I think it's this constant fucking pattern I do every damn day. Get up, get dressed, take Brandon to school, go to work, come home, sometimes make dinner, and put Brandon to bed. It's really irritating. Sorry about the curse words, they make the post seem more "spicy" I just used my "sentence enhancers" LOL.
Mike signs onto msn messenger on his phone and sends me a pretty ugly message.
"It's pretty sad when this is the only way I can get ahold of you."
But before he even types that message, once I see him sign in, I get my phone that has 2 missed calls, out of my purse, and start calling him back. He doesn't answer after 2 tries so I stop trying. Then I get that message on msn messenger and then as soon as he sends it, he signs out so I can't reply.
I am tired anyway and I just want to go and do what I had planned, lay in bed and read my book. By the way in case anyone decides to read this, My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult, is defiantly recommended if you are looking for something good to read.
And because Mike signed off the messenger before I could respond, I decide to be nice and text him, "I tried to call you back I'm sorry my phone was in my room in my purse I was google earthing this really tall bridge in France love you good night."
To which his response was, "Yea that's the same damn excuse I get every stupid night and if i did that you be getting on me about that BS."
Calmly I just type again, "good night"
And who knows his mood but here's what he types back, " OK whatever I see you don't give a shit like usual."
I text, "If that's the way you feel. I'm tired and this is pointless. Goodnight."
Nothing more was said.
So tonight when he left for work, he reached in to kiss me good-bye and my lips turned slightly so it wasn't a full on lip to lip kiss....I didn't realize what I had done, Brandon was just crying so hard that he made himself puke and I haven't really felt like myself emotionally lately but whatever. I pissed him off. Great. He storms out the door "WHATEVER" like a teenage girl, gets in his car and as I slip on one of my flip flops to go outside to try to make it all better, peels out of the driveway and heads to work. So I kicked my flip flop off and sit back down on the couch. I didn't realize that I could piss him off so much by not meaning to half way kiss him. Maybe most of it is the fact that I am drained of the ability to care anymore. I can't keep caring about hurting some one's feelings when I feel they couldn't give two shits if they hurt mine. I am sick of trying to please everyone. What about me? What about what I want? Has he ever once asked me if I am happy? NO! He just thinks because he can make me laugh on occasion that I am happy. I am not happy. I feel like a robot. Robots can't feel anything and that's how I am right now. I don't cry. I don't care. I don't fight for stuff or say I'm sorry anymore. I am not sorry. If I'm pissing you off, GOOD! Get pissed off. I'm not arguing with him anymore and if that seems like I could care less than maybe it's true.
Can you get postpartum depression for the first time when your only child is 2 1/2? If so, then I have it. If not then I am a freak and have it anyways. If there is one thing that I care about left in this world, it's defiantly him. I really have stopped caring about most everything except my son. He's not making me depressed. I think it's this constant fucking pattern I do every damn day. Get up, get dressed, take Brandon to school, go to work, come home, sometimes make dinner, and put Brandon to bed. It's really irritating. Sorry about the curse words, they make the post seem more "spicy" I just used my "sentence enhancers" LOL.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
why bother?
I think that's really how I feel lately. Why bother with anything? Me and momma had a conversation yesterday, I think that's when it was, we talk every day, anyways we talked about living life to the fullest and being truely happy. I don't know what truely happy is because I am not experiencing that. I can only tell you that I am here and I am trying really hard to make this work. I try so hard to please Brandon and Mike that I forget to think about myself. I feel very sad lately. I had a huge converstaion with Mike a few weeks ago and I give up now. I poured my heart out and got little reaction. Sure he cried, but really, you have nothing to say? I am still upset about that but what am I gonna do? I am absoutly not happy with my job, I hate who I work with and feel like an outsider there. I want my reality to stop or to take a right turn down fantasy lane. I feel like I am rambling and on the verge of tears right now. I don't even know why I am posting, which I guess is the main reason for my title. Why should I even bother to write when no one reads what I write anyways? OK, now the verge that I mentioned earlier has been breeched.
The saddest part of how I feel is that I have absoutly no sexual desire with my husband. None. I don't want it with anyone for that matter. I am really tired though so maybe that's playing a part in how I feel. I think I am going to go to bed or at least lay there and read till I fall asleep. Feeling this way sucks. I read most of my posts and it doesn't seem like I post much on happy things in my life this whole thing is really depressing. I need friends. I want to hang out with people and have a good time. I never do anything.
The saddest part of how I feel is that I have absoutly no sexual desire with my husband. None. I don't want it with anyone for that matter. I am really tired though so maybe that's playing a part in how I feel. I think I am going to go to bed or at least lay there and read till I fall asleep. Feeling this way sucks. I read most of my posts and it doesn't seem like I post much on happy things in my life this whole thing is really depressing. I need friends. I want to hang out with people and have a good time. I never do anything.
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