http://www.2news.tv/news/local/55482562.html
So this guy is making a bid to be Governor of Idaho and says he'd buy tags to shoot Obama.
and
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090827/ap_on_re_us/us_jenkins__great_white_hope
this chick says that the republican party needs a 'great white hope'
um
Can we get some smarter politicians at table 12? Seriously.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
I like birthday cake too...but come on kid, a 'little' patience please. :)
All morning long, since she woke up, the girl has been figuring out what cake to have for her birthday.
Which is cool...except that she's got 6 months till her birthday party.
Just wait little one, no need to leap into 2010 right now. Lets have us some halloween, thanksgiving, and christmas first okay :D
sigh. kids. :D
Which is cool...except that she's got 6 months till her birthday party.
Just wait little one, no need to leap into 2010 right now. Lets have us some halloween, thanksgiving, and christmas first okay :D
sigh. kids. :D
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Inglorious Basterds
Labels:
movies
I rarely get to see movies at the theater. And I can count on one hand the times its been opening weekend when I got to go.
I was fortunate enough this weeked to have my mother in law watch my kids so that hubby and I could go catch the film "Inglorious Basterds" a Quentin Tarantino film. I have to say...it was awesome.
We have a 5 star rating system with 5 being a movie you would have to see in order to continue life happily. This was a 4.5. almost a 4.75. Just amazing. Good plot GREAT story the actors were all amazing the script was really nicely written.
I was happy from start to finish. And I can almost never say that.
It is probably not everyone's cup of tea. We happen to love Tarantino, but I was so happy to get to see it now and not on my tv.
I was fortunate enough this weeked to have my mother in law watch my kids so that hubby and I could go catch the film "Inglorious Basterds" a Quentin Tarantino film. I have to say...it was awesome.
We have a 5 star rating system with 5 being a movie you would have to see in order to continue life happily. This was a 4.5. almost a 4.75. Just amazing. Good plot GREAT story the actors were all amazing the script was really nicely written.
I was happy from start to finish. And I can almost never say that.
It is probably not everyone's cup of tea. We happen to love Tarantino, but I was so happy to get to see it now and not on my tv.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Matthew 7:3
"Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?
Because sometimes, a lot of times, I need this reminder, this call that says "I'm not perfect so shut up about other people's problems"
That is all :D
Because sometimes, a lot of times, I need this reminder, this call that says "I'm not perfect so shut up about other people's problems"
That is all :D
Thursday, August 20, 2009
This is my fourth pregnancy. I think I know some things.
Labels:
pregnancy
Like: How much water to drink, what is a fixable problem and what is not, what sort of movements I should be feeling, etc.
So WHY did my doctor quiz me like a 15 year old first time mom yesterday acting as if I know nothing?
Sample
"How much water are you drinking?"
'Tons'
"Break it down for me because the last person who said that really meant 20 ounces a day"
'Okay, I have 20 oz tumbler cups, I drink at least 6-8 of those filled a day'
"Yep, thats how much you should have"
'Yeah'
Dude, this is so not my first time at the rodeo, please give me some credit. And no, no I do not want to start the weeklies early.
So WHY did my doctor quiz me like a 15 year old first time mom yesterday acting as if I know nothing?
Sample
"How much water are you drinking?"
'Tons'
"Break it down for me because the last person who said that really meant 20 ounces a day"
'Okay, I have 20 oz tumbler cups, I drink at least 6-8 of those filled a day'
"Yep, thats how much you should have"
'Yeah'
Dude, this is so not my first time at the rodeo, please give me some credit. And no, no I do not want to start the weeklies early.
Monday, August 17, 2009
One of the issues I don't 'get' and come close to judging people on.
One of the commercials out there for school supplies is a dad pushing a cart while spritely dancing, the song 'its the most wonderful time of the year' playing. The kids trudge reluctantly behind.
you see where this is going yeah?
Why in the world do people dislike their children enough that its the most wonderful time of the year?
I don't get it. I am in no way making a blanket statement. I know its not everyone. And I know some are only glad to have them back on schedules, or happy because the kids are happy, or relieved to not have to find ways to watch their kids in the summer.
But I KNOW people who are seriously 'so relieved' that school is in session because they are not fans of the having kids around thing. I don't get it. It baffles me, truly baffles me! I'm not arguing that you must homeschool and be attached to your kids 24/7 or that you are a bad person for wanting space (lord knows after hearing the boy describe step-by-step how to transform things that I need a good bit of distance and quiet from him) but to not like it enough that you are giddy and excited for THAT ASPECT...it confuses me. Its not really a judgment just a non-understanding. I just don't understand feeling that way.
I know its not most people, but I know 2 of them. 2 different moms that are just so glad to get the kids out of the house. :( Their words. It baffles me.
you see where this is going yeah?
Why in the world do people dislike their children enough that its the most wonderful time of the year?
I don't get it. I am in no way making a blanket statement. I know its not everyone. And I know some are only glad to have them back on schedules, or happy because the kids are happy, or relieved to not have to find ways to watch their kids in the summer.
But I KNOW people who are seriously 'so relieved' that school is in session because they are not fans of the having kids around thing. I don't get it. It baffles me, truly baffles me! I'm not arguing that you must homeschool and be attached to your kids 24/7 or that you are a bad person for wanting space (lord knows after hearing the boy describe step-by-step how to transform things that I need a good bit of distance and quiet from him) but to not like it enough that you are giddy and excited for THAT ASPECT...it confuses me. Its not really a judgment just a non-understanding. I just don't understand feeling that way.
I know its not most people, but I know 2 of them. 2 different moms that are just so glad to get the kids out of the house. :( Their words. It baffles me.
Monday, August 10, 2009
We are the Gatekeepers er...make that the Gardeners
Labels:
parenting,
ponderances
I've had a couple of friends lately commenting about what they want or don't want their kids to see/hear. And then they are in turn argued with because they are not 'realistic' and 'kids will see/hear/smell/touch/taste it anyway'.
Which is true.
Despite anything and everything we as parents do our kids will be exposed to the things we don't want them to be. It sucks it does.
But the issue, for me, is how they gain that access.
Lets build a metaphor.
You have a plot of land. It has high walls on all sides and a gate. You are the only one with a key to that gate. You control everything that goes through that gate, in or out. You use the land to either put things you don't want outside of those walls or to store things until the proper time comes to use them.
You control these items for the most part. Sometimes they make it over the walls or under the walls or even through the walls when you don't want them to. But YOU don't bring them through.
Someone else does. That someone else doesn't use the gate. So these things come out tainted. With hints of shame and blame on them making them 'fun' and 'illicit' but with a flaw. Only the things you bring properly through the gate can take shape.
hmmm.
maybe this should be a garden metaphor, this ones getting complicated. Lets try this again.
You have seeds. You can grow whatever you want to with these seeds. But you decide which ones will grow. You keep the soil fertile, you water, nourish, provide the sunlight and plant food to make them healthy and strong and grow fast and strong and take root.
Sometimes you have bad seeds that you push to the side. Sometimes you have seeds for plants that are not supposed to grow yet. You have to sort the seeds and decide whats best to be planted and when to plant them.
Sometimes seeds will get caught by the wind and float off planting themselves. Sometimes others will take a seed and plant it even if you don't want them too. Sometimes a seed just happens to fall from your sleeve cuff because gardening is dirty work and doesn't always work properly.
But these seeds, these accidental, illicit, messy seeds don't grow the same. You didn't put them there on purpose so you don't give them the water they need, the sun they need, the plant food that will make them grow. You can sometimes pull them as weeds. You can sometimes prune them and try to mold them into better plants than you believed they were to start with. But they will NEVER be as healthy as the seeds you have purposefully planted. And you can shun them, cutting off their light, cutting off their water, making sure they grow only as weak sprouts.
It doesn't matter what your issues are with your children. If you don't want them to see violence, magic, ghosts, sex, hatred, intolerance, etc. Whatever you want to protect them from is your call as a parent. And it may SEEM extreme and silly to deny them something they will see/hear about anyway. But if you give in, against your beliefs, against what you want to 'grow' in them you give those seeds water and sunlight and plant food. You make the issue an 'okay' thing and legitimize it. Sending the message that you think its okay. Even if you don't. Even if every part of you screams that its a wrong thing. You give it the 'okay' by providing it, by allowing access, by giving the 'okay'
It is OUR job to choose what grows well, to decide what we WANT to be strong in our children. It is our responsibility to pick and choose what books we allow them to read...even if we know they will sneak comic books at a friends house. We need to control what they watch on tv...even when auntie will let them see what they want to at her house. We even teach them how to dress and eat properly...especially when Grandma gives in on the weekends.
By showing them what we think is right and what we allow, we show them what is legitimate, what belongs, and what its okay to feel good about. We make the good things healthy and the bad things, even if they like them and them being 'illegal' makes them appealing, weak.
Thats our job as gatekeepers or gardeners or whatever. It just is.
Which is true.
Despite anything and everything we as parents do our kids will be exposed to the things we don't want them to be. It sucks it does.
But the issue, for me, is how they gain that access.
Lets build a metaphor.
You have a plot of land. It has high walls on all sides and a gate. You are the only one with a key to that gate. You control everything that goes through that gate, in or out. You use the land to either put things you don't want outside of those walls or to store things until the proper time comes to use them.
You control these items for the most part. Sometimes they make it over the walls or under the walls or even through the walls when you don't want them to. But YOU don't bring them through.
Someone else does. That someone else doesn't use the gate. So these things come out tainted. With hints of shame and blame on them making them 'fun' and 'illicit' but with a flaw. Only the things you bring properly through the gate can take shape.
hmmm.
maybe this should be a garden metaphor, this ones getting complicated. Lets try this again.
You have seeds. You can grow whatever you want to with these seeds. But you decide which ones will grow. You keep the soil fertile, you water, nourish, provide the sunlight and plant food to make them healthy and strong and grow fast and strong and take root.
Sometimes you have bad seeds that you push to the side. Sometimes you have seeds for plants that are not supposed to grow yet. You have to sort the seeds and decide whats best to be planted and when to plant them.
Sometimes seeds will get caught by the wind and float off planting themselves. Sometimes others will take a seed and plant it even if you don't want them too. Sometimes a seed just happens to fall from your sleeve cuff because gardening is dirty work and doesn't always work properly.
But these seeds, these accidental, illicit, messy seeds don't grow the same. You didn't put them there on purpose so you don't give them the water they need, the sun they need, the plant food that will make them grow. You can sometimes pull them as weeds. You can sometimes prune them and try to mold them into better plants than you believed they were to start with. But they will NEVER be as healthy as the seeds you have purposefully planted. And you can shun them, cutting off their light, cutting off their water, making sure they grow only as weak sprouts.
It doesn't matter what your issues are with your children. If you don't want them to see violence, magic, ghosts, sex, hatred, intolerance, etc. Whatever you want to protect them from is your call as a parent. And it may SEEM extreme and silly to deny them something they will see/hear about anyway. But if you give in, against your beliefs, against what you want to 'grow' in them you give those seeds water and sunlight and plant food. You make the issue an 'okay' thing and legitimize it. Sending the message that you think its okay. Even if you don't. Even if every part of you screams that its a wrong thing. You give it the 'okay' by providing it, by allowing access, by giving the 'okay'
It is OUR job to choose what grows well, to decide what we WANT to be strong in our children. It is our responsibility to pick and choose what books we allow them to read...even if we know they will sneak comic books at a friends house. We need to control what they watch on tv...even when auntie will let them see what they want to at her house. We even teach them how to dress and eat properly...especially when Grandma gives in on the weekends.
By showing them what we think is right and what we allow, we show them what is legitimate, what belongs, and what its okay to feel good about. We make the good things healthy and the bad things, even if they like them and them being 'illegal' makes them appealing, weak.
Thats our job as gatekeepers or gardeners or whatever. It just is.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Fighting inertia
I am lazy and I am not.
Once I get started I'm a beast on whatever it is I'm doing. Cleaning: bam, four rooms done and sparkling in a day. Scrapbooking: taken care of, pages and pages done. Errands: let me at em, I'll mark a list off in a hot minute.
But getting started. Ah. There's the rub.
I don't like getting up in the mornings. I hate it. I want to just lay there not moving till the next morning. Once I force the issue I'm a-okay. But getting there. Sigh.
If I sit down to eat, to computer time, to read, getting up is my enemy. I would sit, have sat, reading a book from start to finish when allowed (once upon a youthful book filled past) rather than get up to do ANYTHING.
I don't know where to find that motivating spark. All it takes, ALL it takes, is standing up. I don't know how to make myself do that happily.
I say happily cause anyone can push through. I'm looking for a way to be content with that choice and happy to be doing it. No clue how to accomplish that. No clue and it seems impossible. And I don't want it to be impossible. I want it to be easy and come easily and take away this burdening and overwhelming inertia I feel at the start of tasks.
Help!
Once I get started I'm a beast on whatever it is I'm doing. Cleaning: bam, four rooms done and sparkling in a day. Scrapbooking: taken care of, pages and pages done. Errands: let me at em, I'll mark a list off in a hot minute.
But getting started. Ah. There's the rub.
I don't like getting up in the mornings. I hate it. I want to just lay there not moving till the next morning. Once I force the issue I'm a-okay. But getting there. Sigh.
If I sit down to eat, to computer time, to read, getting up is my enemy. I would sit, have sat, reading a book from start to finish when allowed (once upon a youthful book filled past) rather than get up to do ANYTHING.
I don't know where to find that motivating spark. All it takes, ALL it takes, is standing up. I don't know how to make myself do that happily.
I say happily cause anyone can push through. I'm looking for a way to be content with that choice and happy to be doing it. No clue how to accomplish that. No clue and it seems impossible. And I don't want it to be impossible. I want it to be easy and come easily and take away this burdening and overwhelming inertia I feel at the start of tasks.
Help!
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Things I NEED in life
First: I NEED the kindle. NEED.
I mean...for someone who reads as much as I do this thing is AWESOME.
Second: I NEED a playdate some time next week, I will be alone with my kids all week...I'm gonna go crazy I think! This one I might actually get.
Third: Time. I need to do a scrapbook for my mom...maybe next week while hubby is gone I'll crank that out so I can continue in my quest to get my own albums up to date.
Fourth: A magic wand to clean my house. I am so tired of it always getting messed up daily. Sigghhhh. Its never done!
There's more. I know. But for now thats it.
I mean...for someone who reads as much as I do this thing is AWESOME.
Second: I NEED a playdate some time next week, I will be alone with my kids all week...I'm gonna go crazy I think! This one I might actually get.
Third: Time. I need to do a scrapbook for my mom...maybe next week while hubby is gone I'll crank that out so I can continue in my quest to get my own albums up to date.
Fourth: A magic wand to clean my house. I am so tired of it always getting messed up daily. Sigghhhh. Its never done!
There's more. I know. But for now thats it.
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