Foot In Mouth...Early.
For me, it's entirely too early to make a commitment to a Presidential candidate and way too early for all the hoopla we're knee deep in already.
Anyhoo...
What do you think Hillary Clinton meant when she said the following:
''We face a lot of dangers in the world and in the gentleman's words, we face a lot of evil men,'' Clinton said in response. ``People like Osama bin Laden come to mind.''
She added, with a pause and a shrug of her shoulders that seemed to suggest sarcasm: ``What in my background equips me to deal with evil and bad men?''
I saw the comment live and immediately I thought she meant Bill! My second thought was, "man the media's gonna have a field day with that!" And they have. I'm interested what you think, if you saw it or if you've read it. The clip is everywhere on the web. Easiest way to find it is through Google video search.
Your thoughts...
Tag, I'm It!
One word. No explanation.
1. Yourself: complex
2. Your partner: devoted3. Your hair: straight
4. Your mother: gone
5. Your father: priceless
6. Your favorite item: dishwasher
7. Your dream last night: none
8. Your favorite drink: Coke
9. Your dream car: paymentless
10. The room you are in: recreation
11. Your ex: worthless
12. Your fear: boredom
13. What you want to be in 10 years: alive
14. Who you hung out with last night: hubby
15. What you're not: ungrateful
16. Muffins: cornbread
17: One of your wish list items: healthiness
18: Time: speedy
19. The last thing you did: thought
20. What you are wearing: robe
21. Your favorite weather: Spring
22. Your favorite book: finished
23. The last thing you ate: nachos
24. Your life: busy
25. Your mood: calm
26. Your best friend: independent
27. What you're thinking about right now: dinner
28. Your car: disabled
29. What you are doing at the moment: thinking
30. Your summer: humid
31. Your relationship status: married
32. What is on your TV: Jackass2
33. What is the weather like: windy
34. When was the last time you laughed: recently
Alright, I realize the validity of some of these ‘words’ are questionable but with only one choice I decided I had to be a little creative! I SO wanted to use hyphenated words—technically, would that be allowed? lol
I didn't tag anyone but if you're so inclined go ahead and take the plunge! Everybody's doing it :)
"You're Invited!"
Lori’s latest post (and it is SO good to see you back) is yet another beautiful piece. In it she talks about hosting a costume/moving party. There were few requirements to attend but the one big thing was; your costume had to be comprised of the fashions of the decade you attended High School. Man. What a frickin cool idea, huh? After reading I began think about what I would wear to a party like that. Not only did I think about it for a moment but this evening I was still thinking about it! Ya, ya, ya I know…I need a life!
I’m sure you see where this is going, right?
You and a guest are cordially invited to attend
“Shannon’s Blast(s) from The Past”
Time: Right now until I post again
Date: This very instant
Location: www.tBlog.com
Attire: Please leave your ‘costume’ ideas in the comment
box below—remember your dress is to reflect the decade
you graduated High School.
Here’s a description of what your hostess will be sporting: So this is your assignment…share with us what you would have been wearing in that time of your life and remember you must come in costume or you won’t be admitted. Don’t get left out and miss the free beer and table-dances! May the best costume win!
Hot pink, green and white Ralph Lauren plaid pants, hot pink Polo collared shirt with white oxford, button-down collared shirt layered over it. A green plastic belt that matches the green stripe in the pants exactly, joined together by two gold sand-dollars. C’mon you remember those belt thingy’s, don’t ya? An 18 inch gold “Add-A-Bead” necklace with 11 gold beads and a pair of Sebago ‘Campsides’ sans socks.
I get goose bumps just typing that! Yes, in High School I was a ‘preppy’ person, it was the thing to be back then—notice how I was just following the crowd? Lol Incidently this isn’t a ‘fantasy’ outfit, I really wore it! (I didn’t hit my rebellious stage until the year following HS).
Hate Male
Main Entry: 1hate
Pronunciation: 'hAt
Function: noun
Usage: often attributive
Etymology: Middle English, from Old English hete; akin to Old High German haz hate, Greek kEdos care
1 a : intense hostility and aversion usually deriving from fear, anger, or sense of injury b : extreme dislike or antipathy
**Let me preface this post by saying this topic has nothing to do with the previous one!**
The question I pose, “Is it ever ok to hate someone?” According to the definition above, hate translates into an intense hostility. That doesn’t seem so bad, does it? Yesterday we were having our routine Saturday morning housecleaning. This is a given, the kids know it’s coming, the adults know it’s coming. Not every Saturday is a down and dirty clean-fest but we try to reorganize some of the previous weeks mess. I must admit I was not in any hurry to get this task completed, I’ve had a nasty flu-virus all week and wasn’t feeling much like cleaning. My husband on the other hand was a ball of energy and expected the rest of us to be the same. At one point he made a rather catty remark to me that really ticked me off. From that point on I was in a cleaning frenzy—and having a pretty good time working off my frustrations by throwing dirty laundry down the hallway! I walked into the kitchen and my hubby says, “You hate me now, don’t you?” and I’ll be honest at that very second, I did. I was feeling incredibly hostile toward him. I replied, “Ya, kinda”—and that was the truth. Later I told him I could never truly hate him, but I never quite stopped thinking about it, was it ever alright to hate?
We all get angry sometimes and usually for one of the reasons listed in Webster’s definition above. He hurt my feelings and that made me angry and yes for a brief time I did hate him for doing that. That has to be normal, right? But what about the other faces of hate; the people who hate out of fear? The people who hate out of ignorance?
We all have our likes and dislikes, but is that a license to hate? Is having hurt feelings a reason to hate someone? I don’t have any of the answers but I know that loving is always more difficult than hating. It takes a lot to love someone who has hurt you, or to love someone who is not very lovable. It’s so much easier to be mad than it is to forgive and love.
I think maybe it’s ok to feel hatred from time to time as long as we make every effort to love that person again.
Wicked Step-Mother
I asked my daughter how she could sit there and let her belittle me like that and she quickly told me she didn’t and even her Father had told her step-Mother that was a pretty rude thing to say. Now I’ll admit, it stings and it made me mad but after a little time to reflect, it makes me feel sorry for her. She’s been married to my ex husband for 9 years and it’s pitiful to think that she still feels threatened enough by me to make crappy comments in front of my kids. I laughed it off in front of my own kids but it really still kind of chaps my ass. Unfortunately this is not an isolated incident, apparently I am the topic of several of their conversations. I’m wondering, does it ever stop? I’ll be honest and admit I don’t always have the most glowing remarks about my ex husband, but I don’t say it to my kids and my son in law and they certainly aren’t the center of our ‘family conversations’. Furthermore, I am a step-mother myself and have always tried to keep my personal opinions of my step-children's Mother to myself or between my husband and I. On several occasions I've scolded my step-sons for saying unkind things about her.
Maybe I should be flattered?
American Idle
This season seems to be even less talented than the seasons before, atleast that’s what the last two nights and 4 hours of broadcast would lead you to believe. I’ll admit I do get a chuckle out of some of the folks, c’mon we all do. But this season I’ve begun to seriously question the mental capacity of some of the contestants. And if in fact some of these people are not capable of making a sound decision to appear on camera and virtually humiliate themselves in front of millions, I think we’re teetering on cruel, abusive behavior—all in the name of ratings. Shameful.
My husband has always had a problem with this spectacle (even though he rolled while watching William Hung audition). He’s long said we should see the ‘near misses’ instead of the ones that didn’t have a snowball’s chance in Hell of making it through. I’m starting to think he may be right. What is even worse is the way that some of the judges, namely Paula and Randy, try to soothe the blow to the untalented and appear sympathetic then nearly piss themselves laughing when they leave the room. Atleast Simon Cowell isn’t two-faced, he’s blunt and a horses-ass, but he’s not blowing smoke.
I know the show has to have a gimmick, and I think that there are some people who audition knowing they can’t sing but are looking for that 15 minutes, but what little integrity American Idol may have had is in serious question now. The show does have some merit, we’d only need to ask the likes of Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood to validate but for now there’s a seriously dark cloud hanging over its head. Do we as a society really need to be entertained at the expense of others?
Getting Away/The Re-Cap
Great weather.
Great fun.
Great kids.
It was just an all-around great time! I typically don't write too much about my religious convictions on this blog for various reasons. I've never hidden the fact that I am a christian but I've come to realize that religion as a whole is a delicate subject. I don't back away from a debate but I'd just prefer not to start any. With that said I must admit that this weekend was a huge blessing for me in several ways, one being the message(s) from the guest speaker, John Vermilya. He brought to light the fact that as Christians we often are too concerned with what God can do for us--that definitely hit home with me. I can't even begin to count the times I've prayed for me and the things I want and when those things didn't happen I'd wonder why. I thought this was a fantastic lesson for teenagers before they become old and jaded and yes, even more selfish!
The musical performers were a group from Canada called Starfield. If you're familiar with Contemporary Christian music you've probably heard of them--they are are fantastic performers and well, they're HOT--according to the young ladies in our group!
A funny bit of irony...the hotel was in charge of the room assignments. As were were all getting settled on Friday afternoon I realized that me and Tim were the only chaperones on this particular side of the building and we had ALL the boys with us! lol Now how could that staff have known we'd be right in our element? lol
Getting Away
It's our annual weekend church trip! Me, the hubby, the boys and about 2,000 other church youth groups and chaperones are off until Sunday. Below is a link to where we'll be walking around in the rain :( Yes, the weather forecast completely blows...but I'm sure we'll have fun.
Hope you're having as much fun where you're at :)
House of Style
Any long-term readers know I'm pretty crazy about both of my children, but the boy and I have this 'special' relationship. Don't ask me to put my finger on it, and don't assume that I am partial to him--I'm not. But there's just something, something I can't explain.
He's 15 and an avid skateboard freak--and I'm being cordial here. He spends every penny he earns and every gift that comes his way buying boards, trucks, shoes, etc., none of which are inexpensive. I'm amazed at how much it costs to look that bad. And by bad I mean, unkept. Are you following me here? I'm not really crazy about the whole 'skater' look.
My son otherwise is a really, really good kid--and that's not just because he's mine! He's very personable and has a rather unique and abundant charm about him. He's well mannered(ok as well mannered as a teenaged boy can be) he makes good grades, for the most part does what he's told, i.e. if he's out skatboarding and told to be home at 5:30 p.m., he's there, everytime. I'm very proud of my son's involvement in our church. He's truly a chip off this block! He has no trouble speaking in front of the congregation and he serves as an usher and communion steward as well as being active in our Youth group. Yep, I'm kinda proud of him.
Here's the problem...as stated above he's just over the top with this skateboarding thing. I'm not crazy about the style (very loose term here) overall but lately he's started wearing something that makes me stand back and shake my head--very tight, form fitting, lycra laden, jeans! The things are skin tight! I love my son but this is just not a very good look--for anyone. I don't beat around the bush with him, I've told him point blank they're not very flattering, in fact he looks like some sort of denim-blue, scrawny bird! He's repeatedly brought me the skater catalogs and magazines to 'show' me he's not crazy and it's the way to dress in that specific community.
He spent part of his gift cards at PacSun and bought a new pair of 'tight jeans' and last night brought his wallet in my room--I couldn't figure out what the jeans and wallet had in common. His wallet is leather with the cover of one 'The Ramones' albums on it, he points to that image and says, "look at what they're wearing!" to which I reply, "Jacob that was 1980, we all dressed like freaks then!" I told my son this morning on the way to school with his painted on jeans that he did realize that there would be people that made fun of him, and yes said he did. He also said he didn't care but then said, "I brought an extra pair of jeans in my back-pack if I get a lot of static." Smart kid.
As much as I dislike this fashion statement, I haven't forbade him to wear them. Atleast they're not hanging off his backside! And I must admit I think it takes some guts to wear them, especially here in Podunk USA! I figure if the clothing is not too revealing or distasteful he should be able to decide to wear it or not. I know many parents that would strongly disagree with me, they are much more concerned about what 'others' will say or think. And it's the same people that haven't yet realized that the suit doesn't make the man. I'm much more concerned that he's had a shower and brushed his teeth than whether he's a fashion plate.
What do you think?
Boy Oh Boy
It's A BOY!!!
We found out today and needless to say everyone is thrilled. My daughter and her husband really wanted a boy! I on the other hand felt that IF there was any justice in this world she'd have to raise a mouthy little girl! lol
Blog Stalker
Well today I find myself with a totally different issue—you see I’ve become a sort of a blog ‘stalker'. Not stalker in the normal, insane way we think of a stalker. But rather, an avid reader, yet one that never leaves a comment or any admission I’ve ever visited the site. The writer is incredibly gifted, they weave me into their posts and literally leave me gasping for air by the end of it. So you’re saying to yourself, “ok, sounds great to me—what’s the problem?” Right? Well I don’t think there should be a problem but the blog is very, and I mean very, sexually charged. The writer is not a perv, no in fact the writer is brutally honest—one thing I like very much. This writer has needs and has no problem letting that fact be known. I have to also admit, while I like the honesty the content much of the time makes me blush, there’s few times I read a post that I’m not left with an all familiar tingling sensation in the ‘ol nether-regions. That’s right, this writer makes me just a little bit on the ‘randy’ side! Maybe that’s why I am so hesitant to comment, ya think? I’ve never really considered myself shy, but I’m borderline ‘prude-ish’ about this.
At first I was the one that kind of felt like the perv! But let’s face it, I’m human and this person just has a way with words…and we all know our most sensitive sex organ is the lump of gray matter resting between our ears! I suppose the best thing to do is drop this writer an anonymous line letting them know how talented I think they are?
Am I the only blog stalker out there?
New Year, Same Old Me.
**The transmission in my main mode of transportation is now shot—I owe 4 more payments on the thing so it appears that we will be shelling out roughly $1,500 to repair it.
**I lost a filling in one of my teeth Friday morning; at 1 a.m. Sat. morning I was in the ER in mind-numbing pain—apparently there is an abscess there. Yay! I’ve been on anti-biotics since the ER visit which in combination with the blood thinners I take daily have made my blood too thin, thus eliminating having the tooth pulled today.
**Yesterday would have been my Mother’s 68th birthday—a plethora of emotions here but not a totally bad day.
Here in the South it’s a tradition to eat black-eyed peas for good luck on New Years Day—I stopped this tradition several years ago mainly because I despise the taste of black-eyed peas and my luck never seemed to improve no matter how many of them I ate. Now I don’t even consider it bad luck, I just consider it to be my lot in life—so I keep a stiff upper lip and try to make the best of things.
Besides there’s something to be said for things staying the same!
Happy New Year, Y’all
