My husband is giving up pop (soda). For support he has asked me to do, so I'm going to attempt. I am quite terrified. I've only been up 2 hours and I'm already craving a delicious diet pop for lunch...but I'm not going to be able to have it....OMG!
Check back for updates this week about how it's going.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Feeling Political...Vive la resistance!
I've been listening to the new MUSE cd pretty much non stop. I LOVE it! Every song on there just has that 80s throwback with the keyboard harmonics and it's different from the usually crap that's out there (KEI$HA!)
Their lyrics are very political and I myself tend to love discussing the politics. It's hard not to living in the epicenter of them and having friends that work in the Judiciary and Senate who provide me with endless dirt and stories, so Yay politics!
I play the song Uprising and jam out when I get the privledge of driving the nice car (hubby gets to drive it because A) I'm a nice wife and B) I picked it but his check usually pays for it). Have you heard this song? OMG! It speaks to me! It's a rallying cry to overthrow wall street and take back control of our country. Something I would love very much :)
Uprising
MUSE
The paranoia is in bloom,
the PR ,The transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down and hope that
We will never see the truth around
(So come on!)
Another promise, another scene,
anotherA package not to keep us trapped in greed
With all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on!)
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Interchanging mind control
Come let the revolution take its toll
if you couldFlick the switch and open your third eye,
you'd see thatWe should never be afraid to die
(So come on!)
Rise up and take the power back,
it's time thatThe fat cats had a heart attack,
you know thatTheir time is coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Hey .. hey ... hey .. hey!
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Loves!
Their lyrics are very political and I myself tend to love discussing the politics. It's hard not to living in the epicenter of them and having friends that work in the Judiciary and Senate who provide me with endless dirt and stories, so Yay politics!
I play the song Uprising and jam out when I get the privledge of driving the nice car (hubby gets to drive it because A) I'm a nice wife and B) I picked it but his check usually pays for it). Have you heard this song? OMG! It speaks to me! It's a rallying cry to overthrow wall street and take back control of our country. Something I would love very much :)
Uprising
MUSE
The paranoia is in bloom,
the PR ,The transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down and hope that
We will never see the truth around
(So come on!)
Another promise, another scene,
anotherA package not to keep us trapped in greed
With all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on!)
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Interchanging mind control
Come let the revolution take its toll
if you couldFlick the switch and open your third eye,
you'd see thatWe should never be afraid to die
(So come on!)
Rise up and take the power back,
it's time thatThe fat cats had a heart attack,
you know thatTheir time is coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Hey .. hey ... hey .. hey!
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
Loves!
Monday, March 15, 2010
Um..What?
Comment posted on NBC4's website in regards to the flooding in the area:
"I'm furious because the heavy snows and rains of this season are certainly signs that global climate change is upon us. The warming climate means more precipitation of all kinds. My basement is flooded, and is likely to continue being flooded because of the changes in the weather. We've had decades to take action on this horrible environmental threat, and all we get is flaky skeptics who say it will cost too much to reduce carbon dioxide emissions. Well, who is going to pay for fixing my basement so it doesn't keep leaking as the rains and snows continue???"
Umm...YOU are going to pay for your basement. It's your own damn fault you bought either A) a poorly constructed house or B) you bought a house in a flood plain. It's not my job or the Govt's job to pay for your stupidity or to fix anything because of this Global warming....
FYI in 1974 there was an article in Time magazine stating that we were under threat of Global Freezing.....so which is it?
"I'm furious because the heavy snows and rains of this season are certainly signs that global climate change is upon us. The warming climate means more precipitation of all kinds. My basement is flooded, and is likely to continue being flooded because of the changes in the weather. We've had decades to take action on this horrible environmental threat, and all we get is flaky skeptics who say it will cost too much to reduce carbon dioxide emissions. Well, who is going to pay for fixing my basement so it doesn't keep leaking as the rains and snows continue???"
Umm...YOU are going to pay for your basement. It's your own damn fault you bought either A) a poorly constructed house or B) you bought a house in a flood plain. It's not my job or the Govt's job to pay for your stupidity or to fix anything because of this Global warming....
FYI in 1974 there was an article in Time magazine stating that we were under threat of Global Freezing.....so which is it?
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Secret Single Behavior not so secret right now!
Hubs is out of town so I've been able to get back to my singleness for a few days. While I miss him and miss my heater, there were a few nice things.
One is not having to shut the bathroom door. Don't get me wrong, I do not have exhibionist tendencies, I just hate small spaces and all the bathrooms in apartments I've lived in are tiny. So I feel claustophobic when the door is shut. Plus I got tired of a dog or cat scratching at the door crying to come in (still haven't figured out why). So when my husband moved in, he's not as cool with the door being open so I had to close it. And I count every single second I'm in that bathroom until the door is open. It's bad. I'm a weirdo, this I know!
I also enjoy putting my ipod on the speakers and jamming out! Granted I could do that when my husband is around, but when he's not, I'm not just casually dancing and singing along. I am Britney or Lady Gaga and I am throwing out a hip! Not that I have shame, but you know, I'm pretty sure I'm not sexy, but I'm having a damn good time!
I hate doing dishes. so I don't use them. I drink out of everything and eat stuff out of the can and my fingers are my utensils. It's nice :)
I'm thankful I'm not one of those wives whose husband defines her and doesn't have the ability to do anything without her husband. I did text him yesterday but only because there were a few things I wanted to tell him and I wanted to know where the controller to the xbox (DVD player) was at. Of course he took it...so dammit. At least I have the dell. Also I am pretty easy to entertain so time is flying.
One is not having to shut the bathroom door. Don't get me wrong, I do not have exhibionist tendencies, I just hate small spaces and all the bathrooms in apartments I've lived in are tiny. So I feel claustophobic when the door is shut. Plus I got tired of a dog or cat scratching at the door crying to come in (still haven't figured out why). So when my husband moved in, he's not as cool with the door being open so I had to close it. And I count every single second I'm in that bathroom until the door is open. It's bad. I'm a weirdo, this I know!
I also enjoy putting my ipod on the speakers and jamming out! Granted I could do that when my husband is around, but when he's not, I'm not just casually dancing and singing along. I am Britney or Lady Gaga and I am throwing out a hip! Not that I have shame, but you know, I'm pretty sure I'm not sexy, but I'm having a damn good time!
I hate doing dishes. so I don't use them. I drink out of everything and eat stuff out of the can and my fingers are my utensils. It's nice :)
I'm thankful I'm not one of those wives whose husband defines her and doesn't have the ability to do anything without her husband. I did text him yesterday but only because there were a few things I wanted to tell him and I wanted to know where the controller to the xbox (DVD player) was at. Of course he took it...so dammit. At least I have the dell. Also I am pretty easy to entertain so time is flying.
Friday, March 5, 2010
If I Could, this is how I would fix Welfare...A work in progress
It is not hard to fix the welfare system in America. Personally, since I'm paying for it, I think I should be allowed to determine how my money is spent. The following is what I propose.
1) Random drug tests when people claim the check. Mandatory would not work. People could easily plan their illegal drug use and there are ways of masking it. They expect it so what do they care? Randomly, they wouldn't ever know if that day is the day they got tested. If I depended on that check, if I knew I could be tested without warning, do you think I would be smoking that crack or pot and risk losing that money?? No way!
2) Limit on children covered. Yes, yes I know, you can't tell people how many children they can have. Which is a sad thing when you have idiots like the Duggars with their 19 kids and counting. HOWEVER, if I'm the one working hard just to feed myself but also feeding millions of these fatherless children, I should have a say how that money is spent. Therefore, the limit is 3 children. You can have all you want, but the maximum we have to pay for is 3. I don't think this is unreasonable.
3) Proof of job search- Knowing several people on unemployment, it is pretty easy to simply write down where you searched for a job and how long and who you sent a resume or application to. But I think if you send it by email, you should have to provide proof of the time and date sent by printing it out. This would occur to anything sent snail mail. Provide proof of delivery.
4) Welfare for 2 years- NO EXTENTIONS. If you can't find a job in that time, better find a rich man (or woman). However, I think Michigan people should be eligible for every year Granholm has been in office because there aren't any jobs there. Even McDonalds are laying off.
Some of these might be a little extreme but this is the issue. It is not the government's job to take care of us. It is not my job to take care of you. We are supposed to take care of ourselves. In the end, that's the only person you can depend on. You chose to have those kids. Therefore, it's your job to take care of them. Not mine, not your neighbor's, not the Govt. It's yours. It's funny how we don't want the Govt in our business but we want the Govt to help us. You can't have it both ways.
I do want to say: there are people who are legitimately hurting and don't want the help but need it. It's nice to have these social programs, but they are bankrupting us as quick as the congress is. When no one has money, what then??
1) Random drug tests when people claim the check. Mandatory would not work. People could easily plan their illegal drug use and there are ways of masking it. They expect it so what do they care? Randomly, they wouldn't ever know if that day is the day they got tested. If I depended on that check, if I knew I could be tested without warning, do you think I would be smoking that crack or pot and risk losing that money?? No way!
2) Limit on children covered. Yes, yes I know, you can't tell people how many children they can have. Which is a sad thing when you have idiots like the Duggars with their 19 kids and counting. HOWEVER, if I'm the one working hard just to feed myself but also feeding millions of these fatherless children, I should have a say how that money is spent. Therefore, the limit is 3 children. You can have all you want, but the maximum we have to pay for is 3. I don't think this is unreasonable.
3) Proof of job search- Knowing several people on unemployment, it is pretty easy to simply write down where you searched for a job and how long and who you sent a resume or application to. But I think if you send it by email, you should have to provide proof of the time and date sent by printing it out. This would occur to anything sent snail mail. Provide proof of delivery.
4) Welfare for 2 years- NO EXTENTIONS. If you can't find a job in that time, better find a rich man (or woman). However, I think Michigan people should be eligible for every year Granholm has been in office because there aren't any jobs there. Even McDonalds are laying off.
Some of these might be a little extreme but this is the issue. It is not the government's job to take care of us. It is not my job to take care of you. We are supposed to take care of ourselves. In the end, that's the only person you can depend on. You chose to have those kids. Therefore, it's your job to take care of them. Not mine, not your neighbor's, not the Govt. It's yours. It's funny how we don't want the Govt in our business but we want the Govt to help us. You can't have it both ways.
I do want to say: there are people who are legitimately hurting and don't want the help but need it. It's nice to have these social programs, but they are bankrupting us as quick as the congress is. When no one has money, what then??
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Grace, Thy Name Ain't Amanda
I am not a graceful person. Many women walk this earth and can walk into the room, well put together and everyone turns to say how graceful she is. Not me. Nope. I'm the one who walks into the room and people laugh after I trip over a non existant obstacle and collapse to the floor with the contents of my purse scattering about.
Even as a little girl in ballet glass, it was quite obvious that was not a path I was going to take. Most of the girls in class were very lean and tall, while I was short round and tanky. Oh yeah i'm built like a tank. Big boned to the core. Also, no ounce of grace at all. If you don't believe me, ask my mom to show you the videos (I have no shame) It looked like a moose plopping around the stage. But I was into it. I gave it everything. That showed.
In middle school I decided that I just had to run from the High school back to the middle school after band. Managed to find the one raised spot in the sidewalk and fell, breaking my middle finger in front of most of the middle school. I think the slap to my pride was worse pain though.
It's not uncommon for me to run into walls or run into doors and working in an office enviornment, there is ample opportunity for this to occur. At home I can trip over nothing or open the freezer door and the glass syrup bottle will fall down and crack me on the head knocking me out for a second (true story, 2 weeks ago). The most common home obstacle is the cats. They trip me quite a bit. I think it's their conspiracy against me though. But that's a blog for another time.....
My husband has given up hope and accepts that I'm going to trip or get hurt somehow. It's almost funny to a point. I will walk down the hall and hit something, cry "ouch" and he just shakes his head and sighs. He knows it's pointless to tell me to be careful. Because i'm just not.
Grace I am not....Bull in a china shop? Yes I am.
Even as a little girl in ballet glass, it was quite obvious that was not a path I was going to take. Most of the girls in class were very lean and tall, while I was short round and tanky. Oh yeah i'm built like a tank. Big boned to the core. Also, no ounce of grace at all. If you don't believe me, ask my mom to show you the videos (I have no shame) It looked like a moose plopping around the stage. But I was into it. I gave it everything. That showed.
In middle school I decided that I just had to run from the High school back to the middle school after band. Managed to find the one raised spot in the sidewalk and fell, breaking my middle finger in front of most of the middle school. I think the slap to my pride was worse pain though.
It's not uncommon for me to run into walls or run into doors and working in an office enviornment, there is ample opportunity for this to occur. At home I can trip over nothing or open the freezer door and the glass syrup bottle will fall down and crack me on the head knocking me out for a second (true story, 2 weeks ago). The most common home obstacle is the cats. They trip me quite a bit. I think it's their conspiracy against me though. But that's a blog for another time.....
My husband has given up hope and accepts that I'm going to trip or get hurt somehow. It's almost funny to a point. I will walk down the hall and hit something, cry "ouch" and he just shakes his head and sighs. He knows it's pointless to tell me to be careful. Because i'm just not.
Grace I am not....Bull in a china shop? Yes I am.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Was Caryle a Vampire?
Last night was the first tour of the year. It was great catching up with the guides and getting back into the swing of things. Granted about an hour and half before the tour, with my head hanging in the toilet, I wasn't so sure it was going to work out, but I felt better and made it. Putting on the costume was interesting. I had to squeeze it around my body,which sucked because it was clear I wasn't breathing again until I took it off later that night. Laziness over the winter will do that.
I lucked out and had a decent group of 8th graders who did seem to genuinely enjoy the tour. But with each tour season comes the new round of stupid questions. The Caryle House tends to bring up the most common question.....was Carlye a vampire? Seriously?? Damn those "Twilight" books to hell. After that question being met with a very pleasant No, then comes the next question, did he know any vampires. Then after answering No yet again, in my mind I'm standing there in disbelief when I realize they are being serious in asking these questions. Did I mention a vampire at ALL? How do we go from a cat to vampire? Granted I tend to make mental jumps like a TV being changed as well, but this is one jump I apparently miss in logic.
The cemetary is always the next round of fun. First, let me start off by saying, The Old Presbyterian Meeting House Cemetary scares me. I don't enjoy being there. It's creepy and weird things just happen. The black cat sitting on Carlye's grave last year was enough to make me want to run out of there...but I'm a professional so I didn't scream in fear. Well last night, nothing out of the ordinary happened. However, the girls in my group, were the screamy girls..IE they are afraid of everything and when one starts, they all start. Apparently Stephaine was pretty scary because as soon as she entered the cemetary with her group, these girls went nuts. Then I tell them story about the Revolutionary Soldier and my encounter with him (which is kind of embellished but it drives the fear home) and that was it, the girls were done.
Overall, not a bad tour or group. I was definitely rusty and Laura's story didn't go in the usual order but not like I don't have 50 other tours this month to get it right. Now if this cold weather would just go away we will be rocking. Also, guess I better lose those 10 pounds I gained so i can breathe in my costume again.
I lucked out and had a decent group of 8th graders who did seem to genuinely enjoy the tour. But with each tour season comes the new round of stupid questions. The Caryle House tends to bring up the most common question.....was Carlye a vampire? Seriously?? Damn those "Twilight" books to hell. After that question being met with a very pleasant No, then comes the next question, did he know any vampires. Then after answering No yet again, in my mind I'm standing there in disbelief when I realize they are being serious in asking these questions. Did I mention a vampire at ALL? How do we go from a cat to vampire? Granted I tend to make mental jumps like a TV being changed as well, but this is one jump I apparently miss in logic.
The cemetary is always the next round of fun. First, let me start off by saying, The Old Presbyterian Meeting House Cemetary scares me. I don't enjoy being there. It's creepy and weird things just happen. The black cat sitting on Carlye's grave last year was enough to make me want to run out of there...but I'm a professional so I didn't scream in fear. Well last night, nothing out of the ordinary happened. However, the girls in my group, were the screamy girls..IE they are afraid of everything and when one starts, they all start. Apparently Stephaine was pretty scary because as soon as she entered the cemetary with her group, these girls went nuts. Then I tell them story about the Revolutionary Soldier and my encounter with him (which is kind of embellished but it drives the fear home) and that was it, the girls were done.
Overall, not a bad tour or group. I was definitely rusty and Laura's story didn't go in the usual order but not like I don't have 50 other tours this month to get it right. Now if this cold weather would just go away we will be rocking. Also, guess I better lose those 10 pounds I gained so i can breathe in my costume again.
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