It's amazing how parents can try their hardest to do what's best one minute, and the next minute, not be so sure in their decision... but what sucks is that our kids are the ones that have to deal with our decisions... regardless of whether our decisions are right or wrong...
Last night, Jayruh's flip flop broke.. No big deal, right? yeah........ not so much.
A little bit of backstory.. black is Jayruh's favorite color. These flip flops were black. They were a rather nice pair too, not the flimsy kind you can buy at Walmart. She's had these shoes since WAY before she could fit into them. I can't remember where I got them.. come to think of it, I'm pretty sure I found them somewhere or they were a "hand me down." So not only has she had them forever, they're also her favorite color and "go to" pair of flip flops (she has like 4 diff pairs)... My Jayruh is extremely sentimental. She hates to throw ANYTHING away. She cries like you wouldn't believe- not because she's being a brat, but it's traumatic for her to know she's never going to have them again... no matter what the item is... I understand, I was the same way as a kid.
Anyway, when it was time to leave church last night and her shoe was broken (beyond repair, I might add) I made the quick decision to toss the shoes away. I couldn't find the broken one, and I wasn't going to bring home the one that wasn't broken. My house is SOO cluttered from the move, I didn't want ANOTHER single shoe with no match.
Jayruh lost it. She was sobbing. She was traumatized. I've never seen her like that before. In the car on the way home she kept repeating "you can't throw it away" in between sobs... She wasn't telling me I'm not allowed to throw it away, she was repeating it in disbelief. Like I said completely traumatized. Why didn't I just bring them home and throw them away when she was asleep, or next week, or next month? They were already too small for her anyway...
In my mind, there was a bigger picture. It wasn't just about a shoe. It was about losing something that you love. It was a life lesson. It was teaching her that nothing lasts forever, that things of this world are not eternal. We love things, we lose things, we mourn things, but then ultimately life goes on. I thought, it's better she experience that first with the shoe than with a parent, grandparent, beloved pet ... etc... It was about the difference in material things and things that actually really matter.
This wasn't my intention when I threw it away though.. I didn't expect that intense reaction from her. As I held her in my arms on the way out to the car everything inside me wanted to go get her shoes and bring them back to her... it's just a stupid shoe, why not? All the way home I was seconds away from turning around and getting them out of the garbage. When I got home I held her and loved on her until she fell asleep in my lap, which was no easy task.. she cried herself to sleep. I kept repeating over and over the "life lesson" which I mentioned above. "baby, we have things that we looove. And we cherish them and take good care of them while we have them. but not everything lasts forever. It's okay to cry and be sad. You miss them very much, I know. That happens in life sometimes. We lose things and it hurts us, but everything will be okay. You cry as much as you need to, my love. Everything will all be okay." I rocked her to sleep like this.
Maybe I'm a horribly harsh parent. Maybe I made the wrong decision. it sucks that my kids have to suffer the consequences of such decisions. I'll never know whether or not I did the right thing. She was okay this morning, but I can't just erase the image of her in so much pain last night... damn I wish parenting could be more black and white. I'm beginning to hate grey more and more.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
An email that made me laugh :)
The densest element in the known Universe has been found!
Pelosium:
A major research institution has just announced the discovery of the densest element yet known to science. The new element has been named Pelosium. Pelosium has one neutron, 12 assistant neutrons, 75 deputy neutrons, and 224 assistant deputy neutrons, giving it an atomic mass of 311.
These particles are held together by dark forces called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of lepton-like particles called peons.
The symbol of Pelosium is PU.
Pelosium's mass actually increases over time, as morons randomly interact with various elements in the atmosphere and become assistant deputy neutrons within the Pelosium molecule, leading to the formation of isodopes.
This characteristic of moron-promotion leads some scientist to believe that Pelosium is formed whenever morons reach a certain quantity in concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as Critical Morass.
When catalyzed with money, Pelosium activates CNNadnausium, an element that radiates orders of magnitude more energy, albeit as incoherent noise, since it has half as many peons but twice as many morons as Pelosium.
Pelosium:
A major research institution has just announced the discovery of the densest element yet known to science. The new element has been named Pelosium. Pelosium has one neutron, 12 assistant neutrons, 75 deputy neutrons, and 224 assistant deputy neutrons, giving it an atomic mass of 311.
These particles are held together by dark forces called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of lepton-like particles called peons.
The symbol of Pelosium is PU.
Pelosium's mass actually increases over time, as morons randomly interact with various elements in the atmosphere and become assistant deputy neutrons within the Pelosium molecule, leading to the formation of isodopes.
This characteristic of moron-promotion leads some scientist to believe that Pelosium is formed whenever morons reach a certain quantity in concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as Critical Morass.
When catalyzed with money, Pelosium activates CNNadnausium, an element that radiates orders of magnitude more energy, albeit as incoherent noise, since it has half as many peons but twice as many morons as Pelosium.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Brigitte Gabriel- expert on the Middle East
"We gather here today to share information and knowledge. Intelligence is not merely cold hard data about numerical strength or armament or disposition of military forces. The most important element of intelligence has to be understanding the mindset and intention of the enemy. The West has been wallowing in a state of ignorance and denial for thirty years as Muslim extremist perpetrated evil against innocent victims in the name of Allah.
(homosexuals hung for their "crime")I was ten years old when my home exploded around me, burying me under the rubble and leaving me to drink my blood to survive, as the perpetrators shouted, 'Allah Akbar!' My only crime was that I was a Christian living in a Christian town. At 10 years old, I learned the meaning of the word 'infidel.'
I had a crash course in survival. Not in the Girl Scouts, but in a bomb shelter where I lived for seven years in pitch darkness, freezing cold, drinking stale water and eating grass to live. At the age of 13, dressed in my burial clothes going to bed at night, waiting to be slaughtered. By the age of 20, I had buried most of my friends--killed by Muslims. We were not Americans living in New York, or Britons in London. We were Arab Christians living in Lebanon.
( Two year old child beheaded in the name of Allah)
As a victim of Islamic terror, I was amazed when I saw Americans waking up on September 12, 2001, and asking themselves 'Why do they hate us?' The psychoanalyst experts were coming up with all sort of excuses as to what did we do to offend the Muslim World. But if America and the West were paying attention to the Middle East they would not have had to ask the question. Simply put, they hate us because we are defined in their eyes by one simple word: 'infidels.'
Under the banner of Islam 'la, ilaha illa Allah, muhammad
rasoulu Allah,' (None is god except Allah; Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah) they murdered Jewish children in Israel, massacred Christians in Lebanon, killed Copts in Egypt, Assyrians in Syria, Hindus in India, and expelled almost 900,000 Jews from Muslim lands. We Middle Eastern infidels paid the price then. Now infidels worldwide are paying the price for indifference and shortsightedness.
rasoulu Allah,' (None is god except Allah; Muhammad is the Messenger of Allah) they murdered Jewish children in Israel, massacred Christians in Lebanon, killed Copts in Egypt, Assyrians in Syria, Hindus in India, and expelled almost 900,000 Jews from Muslim lands. We Middle Eastern infidels paid the price then. Now infidels worldwide are paying the price for indifference and shortsightedness.
Tolerating evil is a crime. Appeasing murderers doesn't buy protection. It earns one disrespect and loathing in the enemy's eyes. Yet apathy is the weapon by which the West is committing suicide. Political correctness forms the shackles around our ankles, by which Islamist's are leading us to our demise.
America and the West are doomed to failure in this war unless they stand up and identify the real enemy: Islam. You hear about Cahaba and Salafi Islam as the only extreme form of Islam. All the other Muslims, supposedly, are wonderful moderates. Closer to the truth are the picturesof the irrational eruption of violence in reaction to the cartoons of Mohammed printed by a Danish newspaper.
From burning embassies, to calls to butcher those who mock Islam, to warnings that the West be prepared for another holocaust, those pictures have given us a glimpse into the real face of the enemy. News pictures and video of these events represent a canvas of hate decorated by different nationalities who share one common ideology of hate, bigotry and intolerance derived from one source: authentic Islam. An Islam that is awakening from centuries of slumber to re-ignite its wrath against the infidel and dominate the world. An Islam which has declared 'Intifada' on the West.
From burning embassies, to calls to butcher those who mock Islam, to warnings that the West be prepared for another holocaust, those pictures have given us a glimpse into the real face of the enemy. News pictures and video of these events represent a canvas of hate decorated by different nationalities who share one common ideology of hate, bigotry and intolerance derived from one source: authentic Islam. An Islam that is awakening from centuries of slumber to re-ignite its wrath against the infidel and dominate the world. An Islam which has declared 'Intifada' on the West.
America and the West can no longer afford to lay in their lazy state of overweight ignorance. The consequences of this mental disease are starting to attack the body, and if they don't take the necessary steps now to control it, death will be knocking soon. If you want to understand the nature of the enemy we face, visualize a tapestry of snakes. They slither and they hiss, and they would eat each other alive, but they will unite in a hideous mass to achieve their common goal of imposing Islam on the world.
This is the ugly face of the enemy we are fighting. We are fighting a powerful ideology that is capable of altering basic human instincts. An ideology that can turn a mother into a launching pad of death. A perfect example is a recently elected Hamas official in the Palestinian Territories who raves in heavenly joy about sending her three sons to death and offering the ones who are still alive for the cause. It is an ideology that is capable of offering highly educated individuals such as doctors and lawyers far more joy in attaining death than any respect and stature life in society is ever capable of giving them.
(Hindu man begging for his life before being murdered for his beliefs)
The United States has been a prime target for radical Islamic hatred and terror. Every Friday, mosques in the Middle East ring with shrill prayers and monotonous chants calling death, destruction and damnation down on America and its people. The radical Islamist deeds have been as vile as their words. Since the Iran hostage crisis, more than three thousand Americans have died in a terror campaign almost unprecedented in its calculated cruelty along with thousands of other citizens worldwide. Even the Nazis did not turn their own children into human bombs, and then rejoice at their deaths as well the deaths of their victims. This intentional, indiscriminate and wholesale murder of innocent American citizens is justified and glorified in the name of Islam.
(Rabbi and wife assaulted and murdered in the name of Islam)
America cannot effectively defend itself in this war unless and until the American people understand the nature of the enemy that we face. Even after 9/11 there are those who say that we must engage our terrorist enemies, that we must address their grievances. Their grievance is our freedom of religion. Their grievance is our freedom of speech. Their grievance is our democratic process where the rule of law comes from the voices of many not that of just one prophet. It is the respect we instill in our children towards all religions. It is the equality we grant each other as human beings sharing a planet and striving to make the world a better place for all humanity. Their grievance is the kindness and respect a man shows a woman, the justice we practice as equals under the law, and the mercy we grant our enemy. Their grievance cannot be answered by an apology for who or what we are.
Our mediocre attitude of not confronting Islamic forces of bigotry and hatred wherever they raised their ugly head in the last 30 years, has empowered and strengthened our enemy to launch a full scale attack on the very freedoms we cherish in their effort to impose their values and way of life on our civilization.
The United States has been a prime target for radical Islamic hatred and terror. Every Friday, mosques in the Middle East ring with shrill prayers and monotonous chants calling death, destruction and damnation down on America and its people. The radical Islamist deeds have been as vile as their words. Since the Iran hostage crisis, more than three thousand Americans have died in a terror campaign almost unprecedented in its calculated cruelty along with thousands of other citizens worldwide. Even the Nazis did not turn their own children into human bombs, and then rejoice at their deaths as well the deaths of their victims. This intentional, indiscriminate and wholesale murder of innocent American citizens is justified and glorified in the name of Islam.
(Rabbi and wife assaulted and murdered in the name of Islam)
America cannot effectively defend itself in this war unless and until the American people understand the nature of the enemy that we face. Even after 9/11 there are those who say that we must engage our terrorist enemies, that we must address their grievances. Their grievance is our freedom of religion. Their grievance is our freedom of speech. Their grievance is our democratic process where the rule of law comes from the voices of many not that of just one prophet. It is the respect we instill in our children towards all religions. It is the equality we grant each other as human beings sharing a planet and striving to make the world a better place for all humanity. Their grievance is the kindness and respect a man shows a woman, the justice we practice as equals under the law, and the mercy we grant our enemy. Their grievance cannot be answered by an apology for who or what we are.
Our mediocre attitude of not confronting Islamic forces of bigotry and hatred wherever they raised their ugly head in the last 30 years, has empowered and strengthened our enemy to launch a full scale attack on the very freedoms we cherish in their effort to impose their values and way of life on our civilization.
(Common sight. A boy parading around a severed hand and foot from an infidel)
If we don't wake up and challenge our Muslim community to take action against the terrorists within it, if we don't believe in ourselves as Americans and in the standards we should hold every patriotic American to, we are going to pay a price for our delusion. For the sake of our children and our country, we must wake up and take action. In the face of a torrent of hateful invective and terrorist murder, America's learning curve since the Iran hostage crisis is so shallow that it is almost flat. The longer we lay supine, the more difficult it will be to stand erect."
- Brigitte Gabriel
(Brigitte Gabriel is an expert on the Middle East conflict and lectures nationally and internationally on the subject. She's the former news anchor of World News for Middle East television and the founder of AmericanCongressforTruth.com)
If we don't wake up and challenge our Muslim community to take action against the terrorists within it, if we don't believe in ourselves as Americans and in the standards we should hold every patriotic American to, we are going to pay a price for our delusion. For the sake of our children and our country, we must wake up and take action. In the face of a torrent of hateful invective and terrorist murder, America's learning curve since the Iran hostage crisis is so shallow that it is almost flat. The longer we lay supine, the more difficult it will be to stand erect."
- Brigitte Gabriel
(Brigitte Gabriel is an expert on the Middle East conflict and lectures nationally and internationally on the subject. She's the former news anchor of World News for Middle East television and the founder of AmericanCongressforTruth.com
Please see hissheep.org/islam/pictures_of_islam.html
Some interesting quotes from the Qur'an:
"Believers, take neither Jews nor Christians for your friends." (Surah 5:51)
"Slay them wherever you find them...Idolatry is worse than carnage...Fight against them until idolatry is no more and God's religion reigns supreme." (Surah 2:19...0-)
"Fighting is obligatory for you, much as you dislike it." (Surah 2:216)
"If you should die or be slain in the cause of God, His forgiveness and His mercy would surely be better than all the riches..." (Surah 3:156-)
"Seek out your enemies relentlessly." (Surah 4:103-)
"Make war on them until idolatry shall cease and God's religion shall reign supreme." (Surah 8:36-)
"Believers, make war on the infidels who dwell around you. Deal firmly with them." (Surah 9:121-)
"Fight against such as those to whom the Scriptures were given [Jews and Christians]...until they pay tribute out of hand and are utterly subdued." (Surah 9:27-)
"If you do not fight, He will punish you sternly, and replace you by other men." (Surah 9:37-)
"Prophet make war on the unbelievers and the hypocrites and deal rigorously with them. Hell shall be their home." (Surah 9:73)
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Kevin Rudd is the Shizznit
Prime Minister Kevin Rudd - Australia
Muslims who want to live under Islamic Sharia law were told on Wednesday to get out of Australia , as the government targeted radicals in a bid to head off potential terror attacks..
Separately, Rudd angered some Australian Muslims on Wednesday by saying he supported spy agencies monitoring the nation's mosques. Quote:
'IMMIGRANTS, NOT AUSTRALIANS, MUST ADAPT.. Take It Or Leave It.
I am tired of this nation worrying about whether we are offending some individual or their culture. Since the terrorist attacks on Bali , we have experienced a surge in patriotism by the majority of Australians. '
'This culture has been developed over two centuries of struggles, trials and victories by millions of men and women who have sought freedom'
'We speak mainly ENGLISH, not Spanish, Lebanese, Arabic, Chinese, Japanese, Russian, or any other language. Therefore, if you wish to become part of our society . Learn the language!'
'Most Australians believe in God. This is not some Christian, right wing, political push, but a fact, because Christian men and women, on Christian principles, founded this nation, and this is clearly documented. It is certainly appropriate to display it on the walls of our schools. If God offends you, then I suggest you consider another part of the world as your new home, because God is part of our culture.'
'We will accept your beliefs, and will not question why. All we ask is that you accept ours, and live in harmony and peaceful enjoyment with us.'
'This is OUR COUNTRY, OUR LAND, and OUR LIFESTYLE, and we will allow you every opportunity to enjoy all this. But once you are done complaining, whining, and griping about Our Flag, Our Pledge, Our Christian beliefs, or Our Way of Life, I highly encourage you take advantage of one other great Australian freedom, 'THE RIGHT TO LEAVE'.'
'If you aren't happy here then LEAVE. We didn't force you to come here. You asked to be here. So accept the country YOU accepted.'
Muslims who want to live under Islamic Sharia law were told on Wednesday to get out of Australia , as the government targeted radicals in a bid to head off potential terror attacks..
Separately, Rudd angered some Australian Muslims on Wednesday by saying he supported spy agencies monitoring the nation's mosques. Quote:
'IMMIGRANTS, NOT AUSTRALIANS, MUST ADAPT.. Take It Or Leave It.
I am tired of this nation worrying about whether we are offending some individual or their culture. Since the terrorist attacks on Bali , we have experienced a surge in patriotism by the majority of Australians. '
'This culture has been developed over two centuries of struggles, trials and victories by millions of men and women who have sought freedom'
'We speak mainly ENGLISH, not Spanish, Lebanese, Arabic, Chinese, Japanese, Russian, or any other language. Therefore, if you wish to become part of our society . Learn the language!'
'Most Australians believe in God. This is not some Christian, right wing, political push, but a fact, because Christian men and women, on Christian principles, founded this nation, and this is clearly documented. It is certainly appropriate to display it on the walls of our schools. If God offends you, then I suggest you consider another part of the world as your new home, because God is part of our culture.'
'We will accept your beliefs, and will not question why. All we ask is that you accept ours, and live in harmony and peaceful enjoyment with us.'
'This is OUR COUNTRY, OUR LAND, and OUR LIFESTYLE, and we will allow you every opportunity to enjoy all this. But once you are done complaining, whining, and griping about Our Flag, Our Pledge, Our Christian beliefs, or Our Way of Life, I highly encourage you take advantage of one other great Australian freedom, 'THE RIGHT TO LEAVE'.'
'If you aren't happy here then LEAVE. We didn't force you to come here. You asked to be here. So accept the country YOU accepted.'
Monday, May 10, 2010
Who Stole My "Parenting For Dummies" Rulebook?!
The girls had a friend over (kaylin)... they were playing in the girls room and they asked me if they could get board games out of the closet and I told them no, after I was done cooking we'd play and to stay out of the closet. They asked me repeatedly and every time I told them no, growing more and more impatient by the minute.. Their friend went home... 30 mins later I'm putting laundry away and walk into their room and two board games are on the floor, a few pieces scattered on the floor. I finished the laundry and turned off the tv and asked them to come to their room. here's the convo:
"girls, please sit down. i'm not happy right now. do you know why mommy isn't happy right now? what's that? (pointing to the board game)"
Girls: board games...
"And where did you get the board games?"
Girls: out of the closet
"And what did mommy tell you about going in the closet?"
KAYLIN DID IT! IT WAS KAYLIN.
"I didn't ask who did it. I don't care who did it. I told you both not to go in there and not to play with the board games. And you did not obey me"
Jayruh: It was Angelina and Kaylin! I'm telling you the truth!
Angelina: Nuh uh! Kaylin did it.
"It doesn't matter. When I ask you two to do something, and you guys don't obey me, you both get spankings. That's just the way it is."
both girls get spankings.
I lay it on Jayruh a little harder than Angelina because Jayruh's been completely un-phased by spankings lately and is her normal giggly self as soon as my hand is off of her. She started crying immediately and I pulled her on my lap and told her that I love her and I spank her because I want her to learn "to do the good things" I pulled Angelina on my lap and kissed her too. And Angelina looked at me dead in my eyes and said "I did it mom. I did it first. Jayruh didn't do it. I’m sorry" Jayruh said very sincerely “sorry I didn’t do anything about it” Talk about feeling like a lousy mom... It’s not Jayruh’s responsibility to make sure Angelina is doing what she’s supposed to. I'm at the point with the girls where if I tell them to do something (like stop fighting) and then they fight, I don't care who started it, they both get in trouble. This way they play nice, and usually they look out for each other whenever I tell them they both are going to be in trouble if either one doesn't listen to me... It’s worked really well in the past (mainly when it comes to fighting or running after each other in the store (something they are both active participants in), but this time I feel cruddy. Jayruh has such a gentle/sensitive spirit and any kind of retribution really, really affects her. When I left the room I got teary eyed... why does parenting have to be so difficult?
"girls, please sit down. i'm not happy right now. do you know why mommy isn't happy right now? what's that? (pointing to the board game)"
Girls: board games...
"And where did you get the board games?"
Girls: out of the closet
"And what did mommy tell you about going in the closet?"
KAYLIN DID IT! IT WAS KAYLIN.
"I didn't ask who did it. I don't care who did it. I told you both not to go in there and not to play with the board games. And you did not obey me"
Jayruh: It was Angelina and Kaylin! I'm telling you the truth!
Angelina: Nuh uh! Kaylin did it.
"It doesn't matter. When I ask you two to do something, and you guys don't obey me, you both get spankings. That's just the way it is."
both girls get spankings.
I lay it on Jayruh a little harder than Angelina because Jayruh's been completely un-phased by spankings lately and is her normal giggly self as soon as my hand is off of her. She started crying immediately and I pulled her on my lap and told her that I love her and I spank her because I want her to learn "to do the good things" I pulled Angelina on my lap and kissed her too. And Angelina looked at me dead in my eyes and said "I did it mom. I did it first. Jayruh didn't do it. I’m sorry" Jayruh said very sincerely “sorry I didn’t do anything about it” Talk about feeling like a lousy mom... It’s not Jayruh’s responsibility to make sure Angelina is doing what she’s supposed to. I'm at the point with the girls where if I tell them to do something (like stop fighting) and then they fight, I don't care who started it, they both get in trouble. This way they play nice, and usually they look out for each other whenever I tell them they both are going to be in trouble if either one doesn't listen to me... It’s worked really well in the past (mainly when it comes to fighting or running after each other in the store (something they are both active participants in), but this time I feel cruddy. Jayruh has such a gentle/sensitive spirit and any kind of retribution really, really affects her. When I left the room I got teary eyed... why does parenting have to be so difficult?
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Breakfast for Dinner!!
So it's that time again... finals are coming...
You may be asking yourself, what does a crazy-busy single mother/full time student do for dinner at night when she has two mouths to feed that can't skip dinner to continue getting that precious needed study time? Well, since you asked...
Breakfast for dinner!! The girls were super excited. And to make things even faster and clean-up even easier, I remembered I bought one of those shake and pour pancake mixers about a month ago that I hadn't opened yet... no messy mixing bowl and whisk or anything!!
I was beyond stoked that dinner was going to be so easy and quick. I moved last nights frying pan and this mornings breakfast pan to the back burners... turned on the two front and got everything ready for scrambled eggs and pancakes. (Yeah, I didn't do my dishes today or last night.. what of it?!)
While the first pancake is cooking, I grab four eggs. The girls are begging me to let them help crack the eggs, but I said no, I really didn't have the time to clean up a mess tonight. I'm so mean. So anyway, I start the eggs cooking and by the time I get back to the pancake and get it on a plate, I figure the batter needs to be shaken again before pouring another one. I give it one super hard shake over my right shoulder and batter goes EVERYWHERE.. All I feel is this thick glob plop down my shoulder and on my leg. My foot is covered in batter... I totally forgot to put the cap back on first...
I burst out laughing. The girls are looking at me like I'm crazy, but then jump at the chance to dip their fingers in the batter dripping down my oven and put it in their mouths. I told them to wash their hands and then started cleaning up when I saw a camera flash...
Gotta love Jayruh! You can't even begin to see the extent of the mess that was all over the front of me... but it was dripping down the entire front of my body all the way to my foot.
I really need to find a new spot to put the camera where they can't reach. This is the last picture that was taken on my old camera before it was mysteriously broken... that's definitely Angelina's foot... So I know who the culprit was.
Anyway, I salvaged enough batter from scraping the inside of the container with a spoon so I was able to make one more pancake. The girls still got to have their breakfast for dinner and they loved it!
So now my kitchen is covered in pancake batter. Which is slighter worse than yesterday's kitchen disaster... but I still hadn't finished cleaning up yesterday's kitchen disaster!! see this jug of water?
Yeah, about half of that splashed down my cabinets (leaking inside and wetting all the plastic bags I keep down there), all over my floor, and of course all over myself.. How did I accomplish this? I got the idea of re-using my plastic water bottles.. I absolutely hate dirtying a dish... I go to extremes to avoid doing it at times... So I love the plastic bottles I can grab and go, but to save money, I figured I would just reuse them a few times before recycling them... and while I was pouring the fifth bottle, the cap of the jug just came right off and it GUSHED out... it's kind of a trend that's been going on lately. Stuff spilling all over, that is... I guess kitchen spills are becoming a trend too. At least that time it was just water. Hence the pink comforter blanket still laying on the kitchen floor.. it was the closest thing to me when the water poured out everywhere so I left it on the floor while I got the cabinets dry.
The plastic bags were being aired out so they didn't smell like mildew from the water. My kitchen is a disaster...
When I stepped down and my foot landed in something cold and squishy I came down with another case of the giggles. I had to grab my phone and start taking all these pictures that I put in this post.
So needless to say, tonight will not be as productive as it needs to be. Which means I probably wont get enough sleep... which is frustrating with having epilepsy because I'm way more seizure prone when I'm not rested... but it was definitely hilarious. I am amazed that so many times it's the littlest things that set me off and get me upset, and other times, things that I could legitimately be like "Oh crap that freaking sucks, this just totally set me back for what I needed to get done" about don't phase me. hmmmm... I should probably go clean that up now... LMAO (JK I did that BEFORE the blog, but I still SHOULD do the dishes... ;)
This is another place I stepped in it RIGHT AFTER cleaning my foot up.. rofl..
You can't tell in this picture, but my cabinet next to the oven is COVERED..
And you can see where little fingers were licking the batter off of the oven :)
You may be asking yourself, what does a crazy-busy single mother/full time student do for dinner at night when she has two mouths to feed that can't skip dinner to continue getting that precious needed study time? Well, since you asked...
Breakfast for dinner!! The girls were super excited. And to make things even faster and clean-up even easier, I remembered I bought one of those shake and pour pancake mixers about a month ago that I hadn't opened yet... no messy mixing bowl and whisk or anything!!
I was beyond stoked that dinner was going to be so easy and quick. I moved last nights frying pan and this mornings breakfast pan to the back burners... turned on the two front and got everything ready for scrambled eggs and pancakes. (Yeah, I didn't do my dishes today or last night.. what of it?!)
While the first pancake is cooking, I grab four eggs. The girls are begging me to let them help crack the eggs, but I said no, I really didn't have the time to clean up a mess tonight. I'm so mean. So anyway, I start the eggs cooking and by the time I get back to the pancake and get it on a plate, I figure the batter needs to be shaken again before pouring another one. I give it one super hard shake over my right shoulder and batter goes EVERYWHERE.. All I feel is this thick glob plop down my shoulder and on my leg. My foot is covered in batter... I totally forgot to put the cap back on first...
I burst out laughing. The girls are looking at me like I'm crazy, but then jump at the chance to dip their fingers in the batter dripping down my oven and put it in their mouths. I told them to wash their hands and then started cleaning up when I saw a camera flash...
Gotta love Jayruh! You can't even begin to see the extent of the mess that was all over the front of me... but it was dripping down the entire front of my body all the way to my foot.
I really need to find a new spot to put the camera where they can't reach. This is the last picture that was taken on my old camera before it was mysteriously broken... that's definitely Angelina's foot... So I know who the culprit was.
Anyway, I salvaged enough batter from scraping the inside of the container with a spoon so I was able to make one more pancake. The girls still got to have their breakfast for dinner and they loved it!
So now my kitchen is covered in pancake batter. Which is slighter worse than yesterday's kitchen disaster... but I still hadn't finished cleaning up yesterday's kitchen disaster!! see this jug of water?
Yeah, about half of that splashed down my cabinets (leaking inside and wetting all the plastic bags I keep down there), all over my floor, and of course all over myself.. How did I accomplish this? I got the idea of re-using my plastic water bottles.. I absolutely hate dirtying a dish... I go to extremes to avoid doing it at times... So I love the plastic bottles I can grab and go, but to save money, I figured I would just reuse them a few times before recycling them... and while I was pouring the fifth bottle, the cap of the jug just came right off and it GUSHED out... it's kind of a trend that's been going on lately. Stuff spilling all over, that is... I guess kitchen spills are becoming a trend too. At least that time it was just water. Hence the pink comforter blanket still laying on the kitchen floor.. it was the closest thing to me when the water poured out everywhere so I left it on the floor while I got the cabinets dry.
The plastic bags were being aired out so they didn't smell like mildew from the water. My kitchen is a disaster...
When I stepped down and my foot landed in something cold and squishy I came down with another case of the giggles. I had to grab my phone and start taking all these pictures that I put in this post.
So needless to say, tonight will not be as productive as it needs to be. Which means I probably wont get enough sleep... which is frustrating with having epilepsy because I'm way more seizure prone when I'm not rested... but it was definitely hilarious. I am amazed that so many times it's the littlest things that set me off and get me upset, and other times, things that I could legitimately be like "Oh crap that freaking sucks, this just totally set me back for what I needed to get done" about don't phase me. hmmmm... I should probably go clean that up now... LMAO (JK I did that BEFORE the blog, but I still SHOULD do the dishes... ;)
This is another place I stepped in it RIGHT AFTER cleaning my foot up.. rofl..
You can't tell in this picture, but my cabinet next to the oven is COVERED..
And you can see where little fingers were licking the batter off of the oven :)
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Why I love Justin Bieber
First off, the kid has an awesome voice...
Secondly, he's adorable...
Wanna know what the big deal is about this kid? Besides the fact that he is amazingly talented...
One of the main reasons I like him is because his songs and videos are definitely age-appropriate... Don't know how long it will last, but the most action Justin has gotten in a video is a peck on the cheek... the kids in the video are having a good time dancing (without being all over eachother) and just hanging out (I know, I know, it is without parental supervision lol.. but still)... this compared to a Miley Cyrus video (who is just one year older than Justin I might add)... wow... and I like Miley, don't get me wrong, but which would I rather have my daughters watching and copying dance moves from?
Justin Bieber
Miley Cyrus- Party in the USA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M11SvDtPBhA
and don't even get me started on the differences between the way the girls are dressed in each video...
(Yes, that is her bra hanging out of the front of her shirt)
Think back to 3LW... this video was recorded when they were 16, 17 and 14 years old...
3LW
YIKES!!
And Justin's songs are not nearly as intense as other songs by groups like Immature... and each member of this group was 14 when they sang the following... shirtless at times... and lying in bed at others..
Immature
Then there's Justin Bieber at a bowling alley with friends singing about his first love...
Justin Bieber
Again I ask you, which dancers would I rather my girls immitate??
If you guessed Britney Spears when she was 17 doing "One More Time"... you're out of your mind.
I like Justin. I like the image that he is portraying... I like that his songs and his videos are fun and light-hearted. It's like he's not trying to sell music to strictly the adult population. He's being a kid and I totally respect him for that. He brings me back to elementary school and the way I felt about my crushes.. lol.. I sit back and smile and reminisce when his songs play. Also, The kids in the videos aren't bumping and grinding and acting way too mature for their age. They are having fun just being kids. Justin Bieber is awesome. Which is why I went out and bought his CD yesterday, to show him support...
and that's kind of a big deal for me, because I the last CD I bought was the "504 Boys" when I was 13 and in the 8th grade ...
Wobble Wobble!!
(yeahhh... Justin Bieber would have totally been more age appropriate)... and the fact that Justin's new CD could possibly hold a golden ticket that would win you a trip to the Bahamas all expenses paid to see him in concert didn't influence my decision to buy the CD at ALL... okay, that was a total lie... LMAO
Secondly, he's adorable...
Wanna know what the big deal is about this kid? Besides the fact that he is amazingly talented...
One of the main reasons I like him is because his songs and videos are definitely age-appropriate... Don't know how long it will last, but the most action Justin has gotten in a video is a peck on the cheek... the kids in the video are having a good time dancing (without being all over eachother) and just hanging out (I know, I know, it is without parental supervision lol.. but still)... this compared to a Miley Cyrus video (who is just one year older than Justin I might add)... wow... and I like Miley, don't get me wrong, but which would I rather have my daughters watching and copying dance moves from?
Justin Bieber
Miley Cyrus- Party in the USA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M11SvDtPBhA
and don't even get me started on the differences between the way the girls are dressed in each video...
(Yes, that is her bra hanging out of the front of her shirt)
Think back to 3LW... this video was recorded when they were 16, 17 and 14 years old...
3LW
YIKES!!
And Justin's songs are not nearly as intense as other songs by groups like Immature... and each member of this group was 14 when they sang the following... shirtless at times... and lying in bed at others..
Immature
Then there's Justin Bieber at a bowling alley with friends singing about his first love...
Justin Bieber
Again I ask you, which dancers would I rather my girls immitate??
If you guessed Britney Spears when she was 17 doing "One More Time"... you're out of your mind.
I like Justin. I like the image that he is portraying... I like that his songs and his videos are fun and light-hearted. It's like he's not trying to sell music to strictly the adult population. He's being a kid and I totally respect him for that. He brings me back to elementary school and the way I felt about my crushes.. lol.. I sit back and smile and reminisce when his songs play. Also, The kids in the videos aren't bumping and grinding and acting way too mature for their age. They are having fun just being kids. Justin Bieber is awesome. Which is why I went out and bought his CD yesterday, to show him support...
and that's kind of a big deal for me, because I the last CD I bought was the "504 Boys" when I was 13 and in the 8th grade ...
Wobble Wobble!!
(yeahhh... Justin Bieber would have totally been more age appropriate)... and the fact that Justin's new CD could possibly hold a golden ticket that would win you a trip to the Bahamas all expenses paid to see him in concert didn't influence my decision to buy the CD at ALL... okay, that was a total lie... LMAO
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Kids and Prayer ~ cute!!
KIDS AND PRAYER
3-year-old Reese :
'Our Father, Who does art in heaven,
Harold is His name.
Amen.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A little boy was overheard praying:
'Lord, if you can't make me a better boy,
don't worry about it.
I'm having a real good time like I am.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the christening of his baby brother in church,
Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car.
His father asked him three times what was wrong.
Finally, the boy replied,
'That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian
home, and I wanted to stay with you guys.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One particular four-year-old prayed,
'And forgive us our trash baskets
as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they
were on the way to church service,
'And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?'
One bright little girl replied,
'Because people are sleeping.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and
Ryan 3. The boys began to argue over who would get the
first pancake. Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral
lesson. 'If Jesus were sitting here, He would say,
'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.'
Kevin turned to his younger brother and said,
' Ryan , you be Jesus !'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A father was at the beach with his children
when the four-year-old son ran up to him,
grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore
where a seagull lay dead in the sand.
'Daddy, what happened to him?' the son asked.
'He died and went to Heaven,' the Dad replied.
The boy thought a moment and then said,
'Did God throw him back down?'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A wife invited some people to dinner.
At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and
said, 'Would you like to say the blessing?'
'I wouldn't know what to say,' the girl replied.
'Just say what you hear Mommy say,' the wife answered.
The daughter bowed her head and said,
'Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to
dinner?'
3-year-old Reese :
'Our Father, Who does art in heaven,
Harold is His name.
Amen.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A little boy was overheard praying:
'Lord, if you can't make me a better boy,
don't worry about it.
I'm having a real good time like I am.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the christening of his baby brother in church,
Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car.
His father asked him three times what was wrong.
Finally, the boy replied,
'That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian
home, and I wanted to stay with you guys.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
One particular four-year-old prayed,
'And forgive us our trash baskets
as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they
were on the way to church service,
'And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?'
One bright little girl replied,
'Because people are sleeping.'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and
Ryan 3. The boys began to argue over who would get the
first pancake. Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral
lesson. 'If Jesus were sitting here, He would say,
'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.'
Kevin turned to his younger brother and said,
' Ryan , you be Jesus !'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A father was at the beach with his children
when the four-year-old son ran up to him,
grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore
where a seagull lay dead in the sand.
'Daddy, what happened to him?' the son asked.
'He died and went to Heaven,' the Dad replied.
The boy thought a moment and then said,
'Did God throw him back down?'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A wife invited some people to dinner.
At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and
said, 'Would you like to say the blessing?'
'I wouldn't know what to say,' the girl replied.
'Just say what you hear Mommy say,' the wife answered.
The daughter bowed her head and said,
'Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to
dinner?'
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Child Slavery and Haiti's Orphans.. What Can You Do?
If you're anything like me, you've probably financially given as much as possible to the Haiti relief fund. With money starting to get tight, and still having the uncontrollable urge to help in any way shape or form, it's time to look for other ways to help. Here is one way we can ALL help..
Haitian orphans are extremely vulnerable right now. There are reports of human traffickers abducting the orphaned children. There is evidence of children being stolen amid the death and destruction in Haiti. There are reports of unauthorised people taking children by road to the neighbouring Dominican Republic and of planes illegally loading children before they left the airport.
We have documented around 15 case of children disappearing from hospitals and not with their own family at the time," Luc Legrand, an adviser to Unicef said. "Unicef (United Nations Children's Fund) has been working in Haiti for many years and we know the problem with trade of children in Haiti and unfortunately many of these trade networks have links with international 'market'.... See More
"This is going on, this is happening now, and we are starting to have the first evidence of that, this is unquestionable."
Rupert Colville, a spokesman for the office of the UN High Commissioner for Human Rights, said child trafficking in Haiti was "an existing problem and could easily emerge as a serious issue over the coming weeks and months".
Take Action for Haiti’s Orphans
• The United States government has issued humanitarian parole for the few hundred orphans that were already matched with adoptive parents in the United States prior to the earthquake.
• There are still over 50,000 orphans left in Haiti after the earthquake. These children have no one looking out for them. Some orphanage workers are reporting that they are overseeing 50-100 children per worker, with food and water running out or already gone.
• You can make a difference!
Contact the following government officials from Florida and either call, fax or write to them. Pray first and be polite, straight forward and brief. Below is a sample of what to say. Feel free to copy exactly if you wish:
“Thank you for supporting the humanitarian parole for the children who were already matched with a family in the United States. BUT, we must do something for the orphans who were not yet matched. There were thousands in orphanages with documentation before the earthquake. These children ARE extremely vulnerable right now and must be granted the same humanitarian parole. Where do you stand on expanding humanitarian parole for them? What actions are you taking to ensure that they are safe?”
Also, you can contact the Haitian Embassy at www.haiti.org as well.
Here are the contacts to write, call or fax:
George LeMieux
United States Senate
356 Russell Senate Office Building
Washington, D.C. 20510
(202)224-3041
Fax (202)228-5171
Cliff Stearns
2370 Rayburn House Office Bldg.
Washington, D.C. 20515
(202)225-5744
Fax (202)225-3973
Bill Nelson
United States Senate
716 Senate Hart Office Bldg
Washington, D.C. 20510
(202)224-5274
Fax (202)228-2183
Corrine Brown
2444 Rayburn House Office Bldg
Washington, D.C. 20515
(202)225-0123
Fax(202)225-2256
What is humanitarian parole?
Humanitarian parole is an extraordinary measure, sparingly used to bring an otherwise inadmissible alien into the United States for a temporary period of time due to a very compelling emergency. Not that humanitarian parole may only be requested for persons who are outside of the United States. Parole into the United States may be granted temporarily on a case by case basis for urgent humanitarian reasons or significant public benefit.
Haitian orphans are extremely vulnerable right now. There are reports of human traffickers abducting the orphaned children. There is evidence of children being stolen amid the death and destruction in Haiti. There are reports of unauthorised people taking children by road to the neighbouring Dominican Republic and of planes illegally loading children before they left the airport.
We have documented around 15 case of children disappearing from hospitals and not with their own family at the time," Luc Legrand, an adviser to Unicef said. "Unicef (United Nations Children's Fund) has been working in Haiti for many years and we know the problem with trade of children in Haiti and unfortunately many of these trade networks have links with international 'market'.... See More
"This is going on, this is happening now, and we are starting to have the first evidence of that, this is unquestionable."
Rupert Colville, a spokesman for the office of the UN High Commissioner for Human Rights, said child trafficking in Haiti was "an existing problem and could easily emerge as a serious issue over the coming weeks and months".
Take Action for Haiti’s Orphans
• The United States government has issued humanitarian parole for the few hundred orphans that were already matched with adoptive parents in the United States prior to the earthquake.
• There are still over 50,000 orphans left in Haiti after the earthquake. These children have no one looking out for them. Some orphanage workers are reporting that they are overseeing 50-100 children per worker, with food and water running out or already gone.
• You can make a difference!
Contact the following government officials from Florida and either call, fax or write to them. Pray first and be polite, straight forward and brief. Below is a sample of what to say. Feel free to copy exactly if you wish:
“Thank you for supporting the humanitarian parole for the children who were already matched with a family in the United States. BUT, we must do something for the orphans who were not yet matched. There were thousands in orphanages with documentation before the earthquake. These children ARE extremely vulnerable right now and must be granted the same humanitarian parole. Where do you stand on expanding humanitarian parole for them? What actions are you taking to ensure that they are safe?”
Also, you can contact the Haitian Embassy at www.haiti.org as well.
Here are the contacts to write, call or fax:
George LeMieux
United States Senate
356 Russell Senate Office Building
Washington, D.C. 20510
(202)224-3041
Fax (202)228-5171
Cliff Stearns
2370 Rayburn House Office Bldg.
Washington, D.C. 20515
(202)225-5744
Fax (202)225-3973
Bill Nelson
United States Senate
716 Senate Hart Office Bldg
Washington, D.C. 20510
(202)224-5274
Fax (202)228-2183
Corrine Brown
2444 Rayburn House Office Bldg
Washington, D.C. 20515
(202)225-0123
Fax(202)225-2256
What is humanitarian parole?
Humanitarian parole is an extraordinary measure, sparingly used to bring an otherwise inadmissible alien into the United States for a temporary period of time due to a very compelling emergency. Not that humanitarian parole may only be requested for persons who are outside of the United States. Parole into the United States may be granted temporarily on a case by case basis for urgent humanitarian reasons or significant public benefit.
Quotes I like by Demetri Martin
- ‘Sort of’ is such a harmless thing to say. Sort of. It’s just a filler..... Sort of – it doesn’t really mean anything. But after certain things, 'sort of' means everything. Like after ‘I love you’.... or ‘You’re going to live’.... or ‘It’s a boy.’
- I saw a guy at a party wearing a leather jacket and I thought, ‘That is cool.’ But then I saw another guy wearing a leather vest and I thought, ‘That is not cool’. Then I figured it out: ‘Cool’ is all about leather sleeves.
- Whenever I investigate a smell, I find that the answer is always bad. It’s never: ‘What IS that? *sniff* .........muffins!’
- I got some new pajamas with pockets in ‘em. Which is great, because before that, I used to have to hold stuff when I slept. But now I’m like, ‘Where’s my planner? There it is. “Keep sleeping.” All right, perfect.’
- I like fruit baskets because it gives you the ability to mail someone a piece of fruit without appearing insane. Like, if someone just mailed you an apple you’d be like ‘Huh? What the hell is this?’, but if it’s in a fruit basket you’re like ‘This is nice!.
- I feel stupid when I write the word banana. Its like, how many n-a’s are on this thing? ‘Cause I’m like ‘Ba-n-a … keep going. n-a n-a … damn.’
- I wanna make a jigsaw puzzle that’s 40,000 pieces. And when you finish it, it says ‘go outside.’
- One of my friends has a stutter and a lot of people think that’s a bad thing, but to me that’s just like starting certain words with a drum roll. That’s not an impediment, that’s suspense! What’s he going to say? Car?? …or Carnival?? …Carburetor!?!? Man…
- A drunk driver is very dangerous. So is a drunk backseat driver if he’s persuasive. ‘Dude make a left.’ ‘Those are trees…’ ‘Trust me .’
- I like the beach. I like to get there really early before everyone else shows up and take like thirty bottles with notes in them and throw them into the water. Then I wait for everyone to come to the beach and when someone goes to pick up one of the bottles, I go up
behind them because when they open it there’s a note saying ‘I’m standing right behind you.’
- I like sports; I like professional football. I like to get to the stadium and see the games live, you know. And I paint my chest before I leave the house. But I don’t have many friends, you know, so I usually just do punctuation and tack on a group already in progress. But sometimes it works out kind of weird because we ended up on TV one time and it said ‘JETS?’
- I went into a clothes store and a lady came up to me and said “if you need anything, I’m Jill”. I’ve never met anyone with a conditional identity before. What if I don't need anything? Who are you?
- The digital camera is a great invention because it allows us to reminisce.... Instantly.
- I used to play sports. Then I realized you can buy trophies. Now I’m good at everything.
- I saw a door that said exit only. So I entered through it and went up to the guy working there and said “I have good news. You have severely underestimated that door over there. By like a hundred percent.”
- I don’t like thank you cards because i don’t know what else to say. It’s like what to I put on the inside?.... “See Front”
- So I was eating this cereal, and I had all these questions and comments. Luckily there was a number on the box. So I called, and said, ‘I have a question: Is this cereal as delicious as i think it is? And I have a comment: yes.’”
- I feel like my washing machine is sneaky. I put clothes in there and detergent and I hear all this noise and this turning around then I open the lid to see what’s going on and it’s like,... ‘…What man we’re just hanging out in here. There’s nothing happening, don’t worry about it. I’m a washing machine, not a Show-you-how-I-do-it machine.’
- I noticed that there are no B batteries. I think that’s to avoid confusion, cause if there were you wouldn’t know if someone was stuttering. ‘Yes, hello I’d like some b-batteries.’ ‘What kind?’ ‘B-batteries.’ ‘What kind?!?’ ‘B-batteries!!!’ and D-batteries that’s hard for foreigners. ‘Yes, I would like de batteries.’
- I was on the street. This guy waved to me, and he came up to me and said, “I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else.” And I said, “I am"
- About a month ago I got a cactus. A week later, it died. I was really depressed because I was like ‘Dang! I am less nurturing than a desert.’
**New as of 02.04.10**
- I like parties, but I don't like piƱatas because the pinata promotes violence against flamboyant animals. Hey, there's a donkey with some pizzazz. Let's kick its ass. What I'm trying to say is, don't make the same Halloween costume mistake that I did.
- Employee of the month is a good example of how somebody can be both a winner and a loser at the same time
- I like clothes, you know. I dig fabrics. One of my favorite clothing patterns is camouflage. Because when you're in the woods it makes you blend in. But when you're not it does just the opposite. It's like, 'Hey, there's an A-hole.' But when you're in the woods you're like, 'Is there an A-hole out here?' They look like trees.
- My favorite fruit is grapes. Because with grapes, you always get another chance. 'Cause, you know, if you have a crappy apple or a peach, you're stuck with that crappy piece of fruit. But if you have a crappy grape, no problem - just move on to the next. 'Grapes: The Fruit of Hope.'
- My plumbing is all screwed up. Because it turns out, I do not own a garbage disposal
- I keep a lighter in my back pocket all the time. I'm not a smoker, I just really like certain songs
- There's a saying that goes "People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones." Okay. How about "Nobody should throw stones." That's crappy behavior. My policy is: "No stone throwing regardless of housing situation." Don't do it. There is one exception though. If you're trapped in a glass house, and you have a stone, then throw it. What are you, an idiot? So maybe it's "Only people in glass houses should throw stones, provided they are trapped in the house with a stone." It's a little longer, but yeah.
(this next one is awful... sorry)
- If I ever saw an amputee being hanged, I would just yell out letters
- There's a store in my neighborhood called Futon World. I like that name, "Futon World." Makes me think of a magical place that gets less and less comfortable over time.
- I like video games, but they are very violent. I want to create a video game in which you have to help all the characters who have died in the other games. "Hey, man, what are you playing?" "Super Busy Hospital. Could you leave me alone? I'm performing surgery! This guy got shot in the head, like, 27 times!"
- I saw a guy at a party wearing a leather jacket and I thought, ‘That is cool.’ But then I saw another guy wearing a leather vest and I thought, ‘That is not cool’. Then I figured it out: ‘Cool’ is all about leather sleeves.
- Whenever I investigate a smell, I find that the answer is always bad. It’s never: ‘What IS that? *sniff* .........muffins!’
- I got some new pajamas with pockets in ‘em. Which is great, because before that, I used to have to hold stuff when I slept. But now I’m like, ‘Where’s my planner? There it is. “Keep sleeping.” All right, perfect.’
- I like fruit baskets because it gives you the ability to mail someone a piece of fruit without appearing insane. Like, if someone just mailed you an apple you’d be like ‘Huh? What the hell is this?’, but if it’s in a fruit basket you’re like ‘This is nice!.
- I feel stupid when I write the word banana. Its like, how many n-a’s are on this thing? ‘Cause I’m like ‘Ba-n-a … keep going. n-a n-a … damn.’
- I wanna make a jigsaw puzzle that’s 40,000 pieces. And when you finish it, it says ‘go outside.’
- One of my friends has a stutter and a lot of people think that’s a bad thing, but to me that’s just like starting certain words with a drum roll. That’s not an impediment, that’s suspense! What’s he going to say? Car?? …or Carnival?? …Carburetor!?!? Man…
- A drunk driver is very dangerous. So is a drunk backseat driver if he’s persuasive. ‘Dude make a left.’ ‘Those are trees…’ ‘Trust me .’
- I like the beach. I like to get there really early before everyone else shows up and take like thirty bottles with notes in them and throw them into the water. Then I wait for everyone to come to the beach and when someone goes to pick up one of the bottles, I go up
behind them because when they open it there’s a note saying ‘I’m standing right behind you.’
- I like sports; I like professional football. I like to get to the stadium and see the games live, you know. And I paint my chest before I leave the house. But I don’t have many friends, you know, so I usually just do punctuation and tack on a group already in progress. But sometimes it works out kind of weird because we ended up on TV one time and it said ‘JETS?’
- I went into a clothes store and a lady came up to me and said “if you need anything, I’m Jill”. I’ve never met anyone with a conditional identity before. What if I don't need anything? Who are you?
- The digital camera is a great invention because it allows us to reminisce.... Instantly.
- I used to play sports. Then I realized you can buy trophies. Now I’m good at everything.
- I saw a door that said exit only. So I entered through it and went up to the guy working there and said “I have good news. You have severely underestimated that door over there. By like a hundred percent.”
- I don’t like thank you cards because i don’t know what else to say. It’s like what to I put on the inside?.... “See Front”
- So I was eating this cereal, and I had all these questions and comments. Luckily there was a number on the box. So I called, and said, ‘I have a question: Is this cereal as delicious as i think it is? And I have a comment: yes.’”
- I feel like my washing machine is sneaky. I put clothes in there and detergent and I hear all this noise and this turning around then I open the lid to see what’s going on and it’s like,... ‘…What man we’re just hanging out in here. There’s nothing happening, don’t worry about it. I’m a washing machine, not a Show-you-how-I-do-it machine.’
- I noticed that there are no B batteries. I think that’s to avoid confusion, cause if there were you wouldn’t know if someone was stuttering. ‘Yes, hello I’d like some b-batteries.’ ‘What kind?’ ‘B-batteries.’ ‘What kind?!?’ ‘B-batteries!!!’ and D-batteries that’s hard for foreigners. ‘Yes, I would like de batteries.’
- I was on the street. This guy waved to me, and he came up to me and said, “I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else.” And I said, “I am"
- About a month ago I got a cactus. A week later, it died. I was really depressed because I was like ‘Dang! I am less nurturing than a desert.’
**New as of 02.04.10**
- I like parties, but I don't like piƱatas because the pinata promotes violence against flamboyant animals. Hey, there's a donkey with some pizzazz. Let's kick its ass. What I'm trying to say is, don't make the same Halloween costume mistake that I did.
- Employee of the month is a good example of how somebody can be both a winner and a loser at the same time
- I like clothes, you know. I dig fabrics. One of my favorite clothing patterns is camouflage. Because when you're in the woods it makes you blend in. But when you're not it does just the opposite. It's like, 'Hey, there's an A-hole.' But when you're in the woods you're like, 'Is there an A-hole out here?' They look like trees.
- My favorite fruit is grapes. Because with grapes, you always get another chance. 'Cause, you know, if you have a crappy apple or a peach, you're stuck with that crappy piece of fruit. But if you have a crappy grape, no problem - just move on to the next. 'Grapes: The Fruit of Hope.'
- My plumbing is all screwed up. Because it turns out, I do not own a garbage disposal
- I keep a lighter in my back pocket all the time. I'm not a smoker, I just really like certain songs
- There's a saying that goes "People who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones." Okay. How about "Nobody should throw stones." That's crappy behavior. My policy is: "No stone throwing regardless of housing situation." Don't do it. There is one exception though. If you're trapped in a glass house, and you have a stone, then throw it. What are you, an idiot? So maybe it's "Only people in glass houses should throw stones, provided they are trapped in the house with a stone." It's a little longer, but yeah.
(this next one is awful... sorry)
- If I ever saw an amputee being hanged, I would just yell out letters
- There's a store in my neighborhood called Futon World. I like that name, "Futon World." Makes me think of a magical place that gets less and less comfortable over time.
- I like video games, but they are very violent. I want to create a video game in which you have to help all the characters who have died in the other games. "Hey, man, what are you playing?" "Super Busy Hospital. Could you leave me alone? I'm performing surgery! This guy got shot in the head, like, 27 times!"
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
bumper stickers- random rant
Bumper stickers drive me absolutely batty... let me rephrase that, bumper stickers that make no sense to ME drive me batty. okay.. A. Why would you intentionally put a bumper sticker on your car if it's not intended to be understood by everyone... example.. (13.1)... (CH)... (MVY)... (DK)....? Really?? what does that even mean?? B. Can you not see the agony you have caused me?? I hate you. and C. Why is this even blog worthy??!
I wanna take some random numbers or letters and put them on the back of my car. or better yet, some random words... (WIRE) or (ROPE) or (PETUNIA) ... but knowing my luck, they would be acronyms for something... Part ExtraTerrestrial United Nudist International Association...
I wanna take some random numbers or letters and put them on the back of my car. or better yet, some random words... (WIRE) or (ROPE) or (PETUNIA) ... but knowing my luck, they would be acronyms for something... Part ExtraTerrestrial United Nudist International Association...
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
bills bills bills
So I went to check my mail this morning on the way back from taking Angelina to school, hoping that there was a check from financial aid in there... No check..
UGH
but there were like 3 bills...
I put them back in my mailbox...
Hopefully if I wish really really hard, when I check my mail this afternoon, they will have vanished...
UGH
but there were like 3 bills...
I put them back in my mailbox...
Hopefully if I wish really really hard, when I check my mail this afternoon, they will have vanished...
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Oh yea? well YOUR MOM needs to work on sequences at home cuz she doesn't understand it
So this is what bothers me about having 20+ kids in a classroom... These papers (see the attached picture) get sent home weekly.. and every week Jayruh's is "wrong"... If the teacher would take the time to find out what's going on instead of just telling me Jayruh isn't doing well with any of these assignments, she would see Jayruh can totally understand the concept of sequence. I sat down with her the other day and worked on a few of the take-home assignments.
Basically Jayruh cuts out four pictures. Then puts them in order according to which of the pictures happened first, second, third, last. We did one the other day with three pictures... and Jayruh got them "wrong" and I was frustrated... I'm like "Jayruh, tell me what is going on in each picture and then tell me which order they go in"
And here is what I saw going on in the picture.. Picture 1 - Girl picking apples from trees and putting them in baskets.. Picture 2- Girl taking baskets of apples to her "Annie's Apples" truck.. Picture 3- Girl stirring pot and making applesauce..
And here is what Jayruh told me was going on in the pictures.. Picture 1- Girl picking apples from the tree.. Picture 2- Girl cooking different kinds of things with the apples.. Picture 3- Girl taking the rest of the apples to her friends..
Clearly Jayruh doesn't have a problem with putting things in sequence.. she just is not interpreting things the same way that everyone else is.. but it's not that she's dumb and can't do the assignment..
In the attached picture.. the sequence was supposed to be Pic 1- bear with snowball in hand.. Pic 2- Bear with smaller snowball that was beginning to melt.. Pic 3- bear with even smaller snowball that was melting and even bigger puddle by his feet.. Pic 4- bear with no snowball in hand..
And here is how Jayruh interpreted it... Pic 1- bear with no snowball.. Pic 2-bear made a snowball.. Pic 3- snowball starts melting.. Pic 4- snowball melts more..
Like I can totally understand how she is mixing these things up.. I don't think I need a parent-teacher conference to tell me that Jayruh needs to work on these things more.. She understands that things go in a particular order... She's just looking at each picture in a different way. Trust me, we do these things at home, and when she sees a certain picture, she interprets what's happening differently than I do. And who's to say SHE isn't right? Really, our judgement of a snapshot of a story can be totally wrong.
I guess it's hard, because every teacher she's ever had has been blown away by her ability to understand things.. I mean she was talking in sentences at age 2. Her memory is absolutely amazing. She's a very intelligent girl. And to have this teacher telling me she's not, irks me..
Basically Jayruh cuts out four pictures. Then puts them in order according to which of the pictures happened first, second, third, last. We did one the other day with three pictures... and Jayruh got them "wrong" and I was frustrated... I'm like "Jayruh, tell me what is going on in each picture and then tell me which order they go in"
And here is what I saw going on in the picture.. Picture 1 - Girl picking apples from trees and putting them in baskets.. Picture 2- Girl taking baskets of apples to her "Annie's Apples" truck.. Picture 3- Girl stirring pot and making applesauce..
And here is what Jayruh told me was going on in the pictures.. Picture 1- Girl picking apples from the tree.. Picture 2- Girl cooking different kinds of things with the apples.. Picture 3- Girl taking the rest of the apples to her friends..
Clearly Jayruh doesn't have a problem with putting things in sequence.. she just is not interpreting things the same way that everyone else is.. but it's not that she's dumb and can't do the assignment..
In the attached picture.. the sequence was supposed to be Pic 1- bear with snowball in hand.. Pic 2- Bear with smaller snowball that was beginning to melt.. Pic 3- bear with even smaller snowball that was melting and even bigger puddle by his feet.. Pic 4- bear with no snowball in hand..
And here is how Jayruh interpreted it... Pic 1- bear with no snowball.. Pic 2-bear made a snowball.. Pic 3- snowball starts melting.. Pic 4- snowball melts more..
Like I can totally understand how she is mixing these things up.. I don't think I need a parent-teacher conference to tell me that Jayruh needs to work on these things more.. She understands that things go in a particular order... She's just looking at each picture in a different way. Trust me, we do these things at home, and when she sees a certain picture, she interprets what's happening differently than I do. And who's to say SHE isn't right? Really, our judgement of a snapshot of a story can be totally wrong.
I guess it's hard, because every teacher she's ever had has been blown away by her ability to understand things.. I mean she was talking in sentences at age 2. Her memory is absolutely amazing. She's a very intelligent girl. And to have this teacher telling me she's not, irks me..
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