Friday, December 31, 2010

Saturday Stalk ~ A Blog Hop

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I Resolve

As I sit here on the last day of the year I turned 40, I have no regrets. There isn't really anything I would change. I mean I wish this house had more storage space but that really isn't a regret as much as a dream. I've never been one for New Year's resolutions because I can lie to myself any day of the year. I don't feel like I need a special day for that. Needless to say, I've never made a New Year's resolution in my life.

However I thought this year I would try something new. In an attempt to know myself better (something I love to do since the closer I get, the groovier I become) I thought I would make some New Years resolutions for the very first time. I decided to keep them simple. They're things I know I'm capable of but may forget from time to time in the rough and tumble, rock & roll conga line that is my life.

So these are my inaugural New Years Resolutions:

I resolve to let my kids be kids ~ There is too much bullshit that goes on outside of this house and I refuse to allow it to come inside. In my home, all kids are welcome even if they spread dirt cups and tamale pie all over my couch. That's why they make Resolve (Ohh, that was kismet) and I won't allow it to stress me out any longer. I'm the idiot who bought a white couch so I deserve it. Also, lots of free playtime for my kids. They seem to love it and play very well together. They don't always share and sometimes my 1 y/o bitch slaps my 3 y/o but they're working on it. That's all I can ask.

I resolve to not buy into the fake "I'm just the baby" crap my almost 2 y/o daughter tries to unload on me daily. I've seen her hit her brother when she thinks I'm not looking and smile about it like a serial killer. She's way smarter than I gave her credit for. After a string of time outs that really piss her off, I'm well on my way to winning another battle of wills. She looks like an angel but she's got fire in her belly!

I resolve to continue to love what I love and make no apologies for it. This has been the year of Twilight and as I end the year as Editor and Chief of, I'm feeling pleased with myself. It isn't everything I want it to be yet but that takes time and I feel like I'm well on my way. Getting up every day and reading about Twilight has turned into a job for me and that makes me giggle like a school girl. I look forward to interviewing Hanna & Hindy Hilly in the new year. Twilight fans already know who they are, but you can check them out for yourself here.

I resolve that this will be the year that my almost 4 year old son will come home and ask for his first haircut. I have mentally prepared myself for it, but that doesn't mean I won't cry like a hyena without a carcass when it happens. Self expression is important and his is just as important as mine so when he says, "Momma I want a haircut" I will make sure it happens.

I resolve to never be the type of person who doesn't think this is funny. While taking photos of the eclipse I guess I bumped the tripod and got something that looked more like a man's penis, balls and all. Totally unintentional but it ended up being my favorite photo of the night.

I resolve to continue making an ass out of myself in the name of photography. I've never regretted whipping out my camera in front of complete strangers and taking hundreds of photos of my children. This year I did a 31 Self Portrait Challenge and it made me see photographing myself in a whole new light. Now I don't have to worry about being in my children's scrapbooks. From now on I make sure that I am. Now when I'm out with my kids and we're taking photos, I turn the camera on myself and I've never once felt bad about it. In fact, I giggle like a fool when I'm doing it. It even makes my husband laugh to watch me. It's forced me to see myself in a whole new light and I like what I see.

I resolve that I will never feel 40. Well, maybe when I'm 60 or 70. I think you start to get old when you tell yourself that you're old. I sometimes look at my young children and giggle because I don't feel old enough to have them sometimes and I think that's done wonders for my Psyche. I don't believe in the rules that we give ourselves as far as age. I don't not wear something because I feel stupid. I don't try to speak the way a 40 year old "should" speak. I don't have time to remember all that shit. It's too much work. I just resolve to kick as much ass now as I did when I was 20. Actually, I'm way better. A healthy self imagine is essential on this resolution.

I resolve that if I don't motor, I'm going to be late for my kick ass night out with our friends! I hope everyone has a happy and safe New Years! I know I plan to!

Monday, December 27, 2010


I came across this headline today "Hugh Hefner Engaged to Crystal Harris" and had to laugh. When I say laugh I really mean that I gagged and threw up in my mouth. Who is marrying this walking coffin? Seriously!

A much more appropriate headline would be "Money grubbing whore snags decrepit old fuck." I mean why do you marry Hugh Hefner, really? If he wasn't rich (and I think Playboy may be on its last leg) who would want that old mess? She's 24 for the love of God! Is anyone buying this load of shit?

Here's some of his Tweeting, cause what's the sense in proposing if you can't scream it from the rooftops?

Hef tweeted, “When I gave Crystal the ring, she burst into tears. (Yeah, no shit! She's got to bone you for what, at least 3+ years, which will be the length of you marriage and I'm being generous) This is the happiest Christmas weekend in memory.”

Just leave the money on the side table. It's cheaper in the long run.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Gobble, Gobble, Gobble.....

I'll be the first to tell you that I can find just about anything to bitch about. It's easy for me because I think people are basically stupid. I have ZERO faith in humanity. So when I opened my Christmas turkey to prepare it for the oven today, CHRISTMAS DAY, the fact that it was rancid and smelled like the dead ass of a rotting Tauntaun, didn't shock me.

I load the rotting carcase up and drive to Giant which is open today for some reason and I slap it on the counter and wait in the line of 4 or 5 people. No one is actually behind the counter but again, not shocking. Once the chick finally returns and sells the Keno tickets and money orders, I get to the front of the line. I pushed my turkey towards her and said, "I bought this here 2 or 3 days ago. It is rotten. I'd like a new one." Now for me, that's nice. I see no point in adding a "Merry Christmas" on the front. I dispense with the pleasantries because I'm not interested in them. I just want to get my business done and get back to my family. I don't want to know if she's having a good day and I don't want to share that info with her either. I'm annoyed that they sold me something that clearly had the wrong expiration date on it. It didn't just go bad today. It was so foul that it was probably bad when I bought it but I couldn't smell it so I had no idea. I'm not even completely sure that someone didn't change the expiration date to give it another day or two to sell. I watch 20/20!
I've had a lot of shitty things happen on Christmas, flat tire, trip to the ER, hospital stay. However I've never opened my turkey and found it had turned. I guess I can check that off my bucket list.

The chick says to me, "What do you want me to do?" Now she could have meant, "Would you like another turkey or your money back?" BUT, that isn't what she said and what she did say left room for interpretation. My interpretation was that she was lazy and wanted me to walk her through it, which I found annoying. "I'd like a turkey that won't kill my family. How about we start there?" I thought that was a pretty fair response. My husband disagrees. I can live with that. I was letting the Christmas spirit flow through me when I stopped where I did. Not in my nature. I'm like Tiny Tim today!

They were of course out of fresh turkeys unless I wanted a 25 pounder which would mean we'd eat at midnight. So, I got my money back, faced my fear and went into the shittiest Safeway on the planet. I found a turkey breast that wasn't frozen and bought that. Buying a turkey breast is basically buying a turkey with all the good stuff missing. The breast is my least favorite part, but what were my options? It was seriously time to make the donuts at Safeway. They were out of everything but I guess that's to be expected on Christmas Day. I looked for Cornish Game Hens but they were all frozen. It was nice to see that nothing has changed at Safeway as the girls at the registers talked to each other as opposed to me. Nothing like great customer service to keep you coming back! I might as well have been invisible BUT I can totally give you a heads up on where to get good, cheap make up if you need it. Just axe me. I'll hook you up!

*EDIT* I thought I'd mention that the turkey breast I bought from Safeway was such a piece of shit that when the thing popped up to tell us it was ready (it took 2.5 hours like it said it would) and we cut it open, it was raw inside. We basically ate the top layer of about 3 pieces and threw that piece of shit away. I've never had such trouble with a turkey in my life. Next year we might have microwave burritos and Doritos. At lease there is a fighting chance that that won't kill me. I guess it's possible though.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas!

My babies are sleeping. Their toys have all been put together and are under the tree. Now I need to go to bed so Santa can come and finish the job.

This is the first year that my son really gets that he can ask Santa for things and Santa might bring them if he's good. He was so excited to day to tell me at least 5 times that Santa "might" bring him a new train table. I've managed to keep the word "might" in his thoughts so it isn't just assumed he gets whatever he wants and so he knows that Santa might not always bring him EVERYTHING! I think he gets that.

So in honor of my little angel I wanted to post a photo of him almost kicking Santa in the face as he runs (in midair) with fear. He didn't do any of that this year and instead sat on Santa's lap, told him what he wanted and then made an odd face (of course) for the photo. He's come a long way.

Merry Christmas!!!!

Mushrooms on Toast!

I was five months pregnant when my husband and I honeymooned (No, it was not a shotgun wedding) in London, Paris and Rome. I'm generally not the type to try something new so I knew that those two things combined would make eating while in Europe a problem for me and I was right.

We stayed in the best hotels I'd ever set foot in. The Chesterfield Mayfair in London, the Hotel de Louvre (where looking out our window, we could see directly into the extra large windows of the Louvre in Paris and the ST. Regis Grand in Rome. Great hotels. Great restaurants. European food. We had breakfast in each hotel every morning. I think it was included in all three of them but the restaurant in the Chesterfield was a really nice restaurant with the nicest people ever working. The food however, was a totally fucking mess. Yogurt should be sweet. The yogurt there was not sweet and in fact was a bit salty and warm. I almost cried the morning I first ate it because I felt so bad and needed something cool because I felt warm. The taste of that shit was so vile that it's stuck with me over 4 years later. I swear I can still taste it.

Being pregnant and having gestational diabetes (and not knowing it yet) made for an interesting trip. I made an attempt to partake in the local cuisine but even the sodas, which contain real sugar as opposed to the corn starch I am used to, made me feel like I was going to implode into an overly sweet pressed sugar confection. We even went to an incredible restaurant in our hotel in Rome called Vivendo. The food was good, but it was European good. That's not an insult, but the food is different there and I just wasn't used to it. The best meal I had the whole time we were away was at a place called The Texas Embasy. I loved it! I think I had tortilla soup and taquitos. Funny how that felt American to me, which makes no sense but it was familiar at least.

Anyhoo, this morning Chris and I were watching Kitchen Nightmares on Tivo. Gordon Ramsey kind of annoyed me so I never watched any of his shows but Chris ad I came across this by accident and we both loved it. Shows we can watch together don't come often because I'm hard to please and he likes crap (that was a joke) so when we find something we both like, we jump on it. So this morning we're watching an episode from the UK. The restaurant was the Cannary and he was making up new things for their menu because the whole thing was shit. He made up a recipe called Mushroom Toast. I was all over this because my husband hates mushrooms so when I see a good recipe that I can make for myself, I grab it.

Toast, sauteed mushrooms, a poached egg and mustard. Very British but I LOVED it! I used Grey Poupon and put it on the side but it was excellent! It also cleared my nasal passages so it was a win, win!

You should totally watch this show if you like seeing anyone get their ass handed to them like I do.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

I'm the new Editor in Chief for So far, I'm loving it! I get to wake up in the morning and go through the multitude of alerts I get to find out what is going on in the world of Twilight. For me, that's a good thing.

Even though Twilight has always been a fun thing for me, I'm taking it seriously. I love all things Twilight and I'm having fun loving it. This train shows so sign of slowing. People often look at me like I'm crazy, like when standing under the Bridge of the Gods taking photos of myself (maybe about 40 of them) but it just makes me laugh harder. I couldn't care in the least that people think I'm a whack job. I'm at peace with that.

Yes, I sat in the Cullen parking spot and I have no regrets. This was possibly one of my favorite spots on my trip.

OK, maybe this one too!

If you're a Twilight fan, you should check it out. We're still working on the site and things will be changed around and updated but it looks great as of now! We'll have contests and I'm looking for guest bloggers. It should be lots of fun!

I'm basically just looking for a reason to fly back to the Pacific Northwest by myself, rent a car and trip the light fantastic in Forks. Of course when I say "Trip the light fantastic" what I really mean is "Get drunk in the bowling alley again!"

Check us out here.

Ahhhhh, good times.....Yay me!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Black & White Wednesday

I will never tire of the amazing beauty I saw on this trip to Washington/Oregon.

the long road

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Pimpin Ain't Easy!

I drove Owen to school this morning like I always do. It was bitterly cold so I tried to do it without bitching which for me is damn near impossible. I ran in with River while Owen frolicked across the courtyard, making me wait which burns me up and he knows it! You'd think that would break the chill. It didn't.

So we get inside and wait in the lobby for them to call us all back so we can take our kids to their classrooms. First we hang up his coat and bag before taking his folder and lunch bag into the room to put them in their proper places. As we walk up to the door a little girl stops him and hands him a green piece of paper. I couldn't see what was on it because I had turned to get River who was digging through some kid's bag.

Turns out it was Addison, a cute little girl from Owen's class and she had painted him a picture! How cute is that? Her mother told me that Addison talks about Owen all the time! I mean why wouldn't she? Take a look at my boy. If he looks this cute when he's stealing food at a party, what's not to love?

I'm sure this is the first of many paintings to come. Boys want to be him. Girls wish they had his hair. This is only the beginning. They'll be all over him if he ever gets a haircut and they can actually see his face! Not that I plan on letting that happen anytime soon. :)

Saturday, December 11, 2010


Well, I decided to take the job. In the end it was just a total no brainer. Why wouldn't I do it? It mixes everything I love into one big black package dripping with human blood, imprinting and crazy contact lenses.
I went out with my family to Virginia for our Christmas get together with the KA clan and when I came home I sat down for two hours checking my Google alerts (I get an email every time a Cullen takes a shit) and learning more about Wordpress. I've also gone back through the sites old postings to see how they did it before. I don't want to do it like someone else did but I'd at least like to see their excepted conduct if nothing else. I mean I know I can't scream "FUCK!" in the middle of a post like I can here, but I just want a ball park on normalcy.
I've started the search for guest bloggers and I've had a little success. I won't really know for sure until I get submissions but we'll see. I'm pretty excited! I mean I was probably going to skip the Twilight convention this year in Alexandria but now I almost have to go. Jackson Rathbone is going to be there so that would be cool. His band is playing as well. I'd like to check out 100 Monkeys because I know almost nothing about them. I've seen a video or two and it was weird but sometimes weird is good. Clearly.
I'm so exhausted! I've spent the last few days learning Wordpress , reading old posts, checking my Gmail, Twittering and opening Google alert after Google alert. Good God who have I become???? Next thing I know I'll buy a pink sweater and start saying "Hello!" to people I don't know.
I think it's safe to say I'll never be that crazy.

Friday, December 10, 2010

A Candy Cane Dream

I just redefined yumminess. I think everything should be covered in candy canes.

This isn't my recipe but I'm totally bogarting it. I hate chocolate and it's hard to find a good non chocolate Christmas cookie that is easy and quick to make.

48ish Candy Cane Hershey's Kisses
1/2 cup (1 stick) butter or margarine, softened
1 cup granulated sugar
1 egg
1-1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract
2 cups all-purpose flour
1/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
2 tablespoons milk
Red or green sugar

1. Heat oven to 350°F. Remove wrappers from candies.

2. Beat butter, granulated sugar, egg and vanilla in large bowl until well blended. Stir together flour, baking soda and salt; add alternately with milk to butter mixture, beating until well blended.

3. Shape dough into 1-inch balls. Roll in red sugar, granulated sugar. Place on ungreased cookie sheet.

4. Bake 8 to 10 (I did 10) minutes or until edges are lightly browned and cookie is set. Remove from oven; cool 2 to 3 minutes. Press a candy piece into center of each cookie. Remove from cookie sheet to wire rack. Cool completely. About 4 dozen cookies.

Tres yummy!

Monday, December 6, 2010

Pure Genius

Rarely do I see something that is clearly the work of pure genius. Pure genius to me is creating something that seems so simple and makes such perfect sense that I'm shocked and amazed that someone didn't think of it earlier.

Today I was at Walmart looking for a new day planner. You're think these things are easy to find but they just aren't. I mean the shitty ones are everywhere but I might as well scribble my appointments on the inside of my left arm. Most of the suck and even the one I bought isn't totally what I want. I want an 8X10 weekly 2 year planner. Seems simple enough but I digress....

So I always wander around while we're there and I came across a groovy pair of shoes for River. They're black and they look a little like Keds. Since I don't spend a lot of money on shoes for a one year old, I threw them in the cart. They're cute as hell and they'll go great with her black Janie and Jack jeans that I love so much.

As I threw them in the cart I noticed something weird on the bottom so I picked them back up and studied them. On the soles of the shoes is a thick clear bendable plastic window. It's just big enough to see her little toes. There's a line that shows that it's a perfect fit! How friggen cleaver is that? How basic is that? If everyone put that on the bottom of their shoes there would be no more of the guessing you do when you buy shoes for your squirming/screaming kids. It's a crap shoot when I buy shoes for my three year old because he's all over the place.

I'm so impressed! Say what you want to about Walmart but this is the fucking discovery of the century!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Twilight Blogazine

*Cheap use of a hot photo of Robert Pattinson. No, I have no shame*

So I got this offer. The offer is to be the editor in chief for a Twilight blogazine. I won't say the name of the site because it isn't a done deal, but I think it's a good one and I love the people who created it. They live in the Pacific Northwest and I was able to meet one of them on my trip.

The content would all be Twilight or Twilight related which excites me and I would recruit guest bloggers and even have featured bloggers who would have regular posts. I'd be responsible for recruiting new authors, maintaining good communication with them and editing and scheduling their posts before they go live as well as giveaways, blog carnivals and the occasional hot off the presses Twilight breaking news. I would manage reader comments and spam. Post about 1-2 announcement type posts a week (short and simple) and have my finger on the pulse of the Twilight world. I'd be the personality and face of the site.
The webmaster is responsible for things like promo, marketing, advertisers, design and functionality.

All in all, I think it sounds great! My ambivalence comes in because I've never done anything like this before and even though I feel totally capable of it, new things scare me. I'm not a friend of change. I'm like a 5 year old that way. I don't want to let anyone (including myself) down after I've made a commitment. But you know how (and my husband said this) you make big decisions that end up being nothing and small decisions that change your life? That's kind of what this feels like. I almost feel like it would be really stupid not to take this chance on something that may seem small now and put in the work and time commitment that would be involved because it could turn into something totally fulfilling, interesting and fun. I'm also excited about the things I could learn while working on the site. Things that may come in handy later.
I'm still mulling it over. I'd love to hear what others think.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

I Am Sick

Last year in November I got really sick. Really sick. I spent the better part of November and December either in my bed or in the hospital. I think it started out with the flu and then just as I was getting over that, I went to the hospital on Christmas Eve with a pain I know all too well. I'd had seven kidney stones before this so I knew before I even got to the hospital what was going on.

I've had two children cut from my womb but the pain of this 8th kidney stone, which was over 9 mm was as excruciating as all the rest but for some reason it seemed to take more out of me. I don't know if that is because I'm getting older or because it was so large. I know the Dilaudid they gave me rocked my world while knocking me the fuck out! A stupid nurse actually gave it to me while I was sitting up on the bed and I almost fell off. Now I understand that I'm the one who chose to sit up but with a 9mm kidney stone in me, it wasn't like I was thinking clearly. So I blame her. It's hard to lay down when you're in that kind of pain. Sitting up is just easier.

Anyhoo, they tried to keep me over night on Christmas Eve but I cried my way into them letting me go home. It was my daughter's first Christmas so I didn't want to miss it. We live less than 10 minutes from the hospital so I thought the chances were low that I would die en route. As it turns out I should have just listened to them and stayed. I knew immediately when I woke up that I was going back as soon as I could make it happen. The pain was almost unbearable. We opened up a gift or two and I took like 5 photos on Christmas morning. Anyone who knows me knows that me taking 5 photos is a joke. On Christmas morning I usually take hundreds of photos. Also, the ones I did take totally suck.

So after going back to the hospital, getting a stint, which helped some but I was still in pain through New Years. On New Years Day I went back to have the stink removed because why not ruin all three holidays while I'm at it? It was a big fucking royal mess. Totally miserable. I feel like I missed my daughter's first Christmas.

This is why I rehash all of this, I feel like SHIT! While my husband was tripping the lights fantastic at a Wizards game last night I painted the bathroom and I mean PAINTED THE BATHROOM! I got so sick and just sat there and cried. Not making it when you're throwing up is vile. Sitting in it and crying because you have no idea how you'll clean it and yourself up is something else entirely. This is how last year started. I was sick with what I thought was the flu for a while and then my 8th kidney stone presented itself. I just have to cross my fingers and hope that isn't where this is headed. I feel like I get a second chance at my daughter's first Christmas and I will be PISSED if I had to miss it again.

Crossing my fingers.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Eclipse Released on DVD/Blue Ray

So finally Eclipse is being released on DVD and Blue Ray at 12 AM tomorrow. I'll be sleeping and picking it up later. I see no point to drag my ass out into this cold when I can pick it up at noon. That's the kind of shit you do when you're 15. I know because I've done it. It's not like I'd be watching it at 1:00 in the morning anyway. I've got kids for God's sakes!

Apparently it all begins with a choice. The choice seems to be which DVD/Blueray to buy. It looks like most of the content is the same this time around but the packaging is different. I like the packaging at Target because it matches the Twilight and New Moon packaging that Borders sold. They aren't doing it this time around, which is peculiar.

The one Best Buy is selling comes in a steel case, like the one I bought there last time for New Moon. I'm leaning towards that one. You can also buy Bella's bracelet for $5.99 which I don't give two shits about. $5.99 translates into a green wrist. Walmart is selling the DVD packaged with Destination Forks. I definitely want to get that. I have Twilight in Forks and thought that was pretty neat. I look forward to watching them both since my trip to Forks but haven't had the chance. I'm too buy dreaming of my return visit to that beautiful part of the country.

The good news? My husband says that it's not totally crazy to own three copies of a DVD. I think I might have to take him up on that. Either way, I'm watching Eclipse tomorrow night. Yay me! I'm also glad this is the last time I have to see Bryce Dallas Howard butcher Victoria. Where is Rachelle when you need her? Something is wrong when you're glad a character is killed off just so you don't have to see the annoying actress who thought the role wasn't good enough before Twilight blew up, totally sink one of your favorite characters.

I feel a Twifecta coming on.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop ~ Everything

This week's writing prompts:

1.)Have you ever had a fight with a long time best friend and never made up? Do you think about her from time to time and think about contacting her? What would you say? What if it didn't work out? What if it did?
2.) The perfect fall photo...share a picture that defines fall for you in your neck of the woods.
3.) CONTROVERSY! Are the new security measures performed by the TSA really that bad? Take a stance!
4.) What inspires you to write?
5.) If you could relive any moment in your life, what moment would you choose?

I’ll be honest, I have gone weeks without participating in Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop and it isn’t because I don’t find it interesting or because I have nothing to say (that’s almost never true) it’s because I just haven’t had time.

So before I even got the prompts for this week, I had told myself that I would do it no matter what. I’m pretty much done with Christmas shopping and I only have a few things left to make, including my 22 month old daughter’s first Christmas stocking that I never finished last year because I was so sick and in the hospital. I could and probably should have finished it over the summer, but whatever. Needless to say, I have time or at least I'd make the time to do the workshop.

Anyhoo, as always, I posted this week’s prompts above and for the first time, I could do all of them. So, instead of sitting here hashing out in my mind which one I would choose, I am choosing all of them. I think doing all five prompts gets me off the guilt hook for skipping the workshop for a while. Some are as easy as one sentence or one photograph so it isn’t like it will be a crazy 5000 word investment from the reader. Besides, I have some free time while River gnaws on her bagel and Owen licks the butter from his.

Prompt #1
Have you ever had a fight with a long time best friend and never made up? Do you think about her from time to time and think about contacting her? What would you say? What if it didn't work out? What if it did?

No. I never look back. Burnt bridges aren’t meant to be crossed again.

Prompt #2
The perfect fall photo...share a picture that defines fall for you in your neck of the woods.

Every fall I load the kids up and we drive to this park which is about 30 minutes from our house. I usually scope it out for a while to catch it at the perfect time. Right before the red leaves start to fall. I won the Trendy Tree’s Photo Challenge last week with this photo. The colours are amazing and my son’s hair is blazing!

Prompt #3
CONTROVERSY! Are the new security measures performed by the TSA really that bad? Take a stance!

“When fascism comes to America it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross.”
Sinclair Lewis

Look, I’ll be honest, I hate flying. There is a part of me that totally expects someone to stand up on my plane and scream “Allah Akbar!” every time I fly. Screening is a joke. I think you’re completely delusional if you think it is safer than it was before September 11th. I once flew with a steak knife I had in my purse and that was in 2003. I tossed it at an airport because I didn’t like having it but shouldn’t someone have noticed that? Also, I was flying from the DC area to San Fransisco, the same route some of those planes were taking. You’d think those people would pay more attention.

I can tell you this, neither my children nor I will EVER go through one of those sterilizing machines. I don’t give a shit where we have to go, it will never be more important than a stranger looking through my daughter’s diaper. It will never be more important than x-raying my son so strongly that he has no sperm when he needs them.

I’d like to say that I’m surprised that more people aren’t up I arms over this but why should that be shocking? Wiretapping without a warrant, illegal wars, torture and imprisonment of civilian detainees and the denial of Geneva Convention rights to enemies in war hasn’t seemed to bother anyone. It’s just business as usual while we’re raped of our civil liberties. "We're gonna make a fuckin parking lot out of Irag!" This was the redneck marching song back in 2002 when were were lied to by our own President so we'd follow him into a war because he has daddy issues. How many have died since then? Do you even know? Over 7,000. How many Iraqi civilians? Do you even care? Over 100,000, if you give a shit.

While I know that we as a country don’t seem to have a problem with gay people having zero civil liberties I thought we’d at least give a shit when that trickled down to Jim Bob Smith but we’re so stupid that we don’t just not care, we follow blindly to our own demise. We should be ashamed that we’ve marched our country to this. While I joke and say that I’d take an anal probing to get me safely to my destination, I would much rather have TSA agents who are well trained and can get off their asses instead of pointing from a chair. If you pay and train them well, it will make them care about their jobs because someone telling them in an airport not to “touch my junk” should be all it takes to make them back the fuck up. I would go to jail in a heartbeat if someone thinks they’re going to take a diaper off my daughter to make sure she isn’t carrying something she shouldn’t be. I get that you check for hot button items (bombs in shoes and laptops) but you will not be scanning or undressing either of my children.

Stop letting your government tell you what you can and will do. Those fuckers work for us!

Fourth Amendment
The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.

Due process, who needs due process?

Prompt #4
What inspires you to write?

Music. Almost exclusively. I listen to music almost all day. I can’t remember the last time I wrote without singing. I listen to crap on the radio but that’s become rare. It’s also rare that I can buy a CD that is so good that I listen to the entire thing and enjoy it. However I bought a CD last month directly from the hand of the artist and I can’t stop listening to it. I’m obsessed with it. I listen to the whole CD a few times and then I pick one song and play it over and over. I’ll listen to the same song over 100 times in a row and never tire of it. Clearly it has to be a really good song and I’ll move to the next one once I get used to it. This isn’t new. I did the same thing when Rio came out in 1982.

I like music that is a little off the beaten path and a voice that makes you stop and listen. There are too many Taylor Swifts in the world. People who can carry a tune but when you hear them sing live you realize that someone is working magic with their ass in the studio because they warble like Yoko. These days I’m really interested in someone who can not only carry a tune, but can sing their ass off.

Here is an example. This is Johnny Flynn (who I adore) and Laura Marling singing The Water from his new CD Been Listening. This is the CD that I bought from him last month. Worth every penny. So glad I waited and didn’t buy it illegally. He is a reason not to steal music. I have a problem buying an entire CD when I know that only one song is any good and the rest of it sucks but when an entire CD is as good as the two he has, not only will I never steal your music, but I'll buy every thing you ever do, forever. His voice is inspiring. Love. Him.

Prompt #5
If you could relive any moment in your life, what moment would you choose? Write about it.

There are probably many moments in my life that I would like to relieve. The birth of my children and my wedding day are a couple of examples but even those days wouldn’t go unchanged if I had the option. While they were wonderful, distance allows me to see things I would do differently, if I could. Not big things but throwing up the entire time they were cutting my son from my womb, is something I could have done without. Throwing up after my daughter was taken out and just before my Dr came in to tell me I shouldn’t try this again, I could have skipped that. I also probably wouldn’t get married in a church, if I were afforded a do over. I know that will piss my husband off but it isn’t a reflection on him, but the catholic church so he should be able to get past it.

However I can think of some days that were perfect just the way they were. When you’re a kid and the world hasn’t bitch slapped you yet, you have days with the people you love that are wonderful. Days where you don’t really DO anything. Days when it’s OK to just BE. I can’t remember a day like that in years but I remember sitting at my grandmother’s table and I was very young. She always bought cookies for me when I stayed with her. God knows she’d never make any but she always bought Fudge Stripped cookies. I’m not a big fan of chocolate but this was more cookie and less chocolate so it wasn’t over powering. We’d put the cookie on our pinkies and see who could eat around the outside the longest before it fell off. Such a weird thing to remember when I also threw up Fruit Loops all over my Grandfather at this very same table but I guess that’s what good memories do, they stick out.

Mama's Losin' It

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Black and White Wednesday

The not so long road from La Push, Washington in the Olympic National Park.

the long road