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Sunday, February 29, 2004

Bless me father... 

We had a pot-luck dinner at my parents tonight sort of bring your own barbecue meet and a salad. Yesterday was Dad's birthday and apparently going bowling and having dinner on Friday just wasn't enough. Shawn chose to skip it because he had an important online gaming match.

Kathrynn and I made an apple pie and a pasta salad and we took hotdogs. The 'dinner' was at 3. We ate about 4:15. I don't know why we continue to do this. I think everyone would just be better off if we got together two families at a time but there were a total of 19 people there!

I might be just oversensitive because I'm the youngest or it might be because I am the youngest that everyone feels the need to pick on me! Lets see how many sins did I commit...

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Well for starters I *allowed* my husband to skip the event. Apparently a last minute gathering with his inlaws should hold priority over leading his online team into a battle that has been planned for over a week.

I allowed my daughter to wear a dress and dress-up Barbie shoes even though I knew it was going to be outside.

I ate some Cheetos (which were sitting on the counter with all the other food) without asking.

My car is making a funny noise. My dad just sold me this car and apparently for the whole time he owned it it was a perfect machine but since I've been using it's just turning into a piece of crap and if I don't make my husband get off his ass and talk to someone about getting it fixed it's going to be a worthless piece of shit!

I also apparently schemed to get my brother-in-law and my brother out to look at the car at the exact moment my dad needed their help setting up the tables. Sneaky of me, no?

I offended my sister by having the gall to ask my dad to make me some of the hotdogs I brought for me instead of just cooking the turkey ones.

I gave my son milk while everyone else was having pop.

I let my son have three glasses of pop (they were only half full) at dinner and he spilled the last one on the concrete patio and my dad freaked out that it was going to stain!

I let my daughter have seconds on mac&cheese and baked beans even though she still had 2 bites left of her hotdog.

My daughter allegedly said Bitch but I think she was misheard but apparently because I do *allow* her to say Dammit everything she says is now misconstrued as cussing.

My son is still wearing diapers.

I took him to get a haircut on the way there and he walked out uncut. Because I'm a bad mom.

My daughter told my mother that she's "not the boss of her".

My kids didn't wear socks.

I homeschool.

I don't use a curriculum.

I don't do the 'homeschool program' offered by the public schools.

My kids are going to end up "21 with their thumb up their ass going 'Doy-e-oh" - Dad

My son needs to be socialized Now!

My son slammed the back door.

Later he was practicing closing it gently, over and over, apparently this is as bad or worse than slamming it.

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As I said, I may just be oversensitive but one can only handle so much judgment in an evening. And I'm exhausted!






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Saturday, February 28, 2004

Book Quiz 

Here is yet another fun internet quiz. I've never read this book. Maybe I should, hu? : )




You're The Sound and the Fury!

by William Faulkner

Strong-willed but deeply confused, you are trying to come to grips
with a major crisis in your life. You can see many different perspectives on the issue,
but you're mostly overwhelmed with despair at what you've lost. People often have a hard
time understanding you, but they have some vague sense that you must be brilliant
anyway. Ultimately, you signify nothing.



Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.


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Friday, February 27, 2004

Bond-age 

I went here like Dawn and got my Bond girl name. I am Dutchess Rumpenstuff! LOL ;)

And apparently My husband and Dawn's husband are... sisters? Because Shawn's is Candy Goodwood and Keith is Prisssy Goodwood. Ahhh the lovely Goodwood sisters. :)


Candy Goodwood

- Rev. Dutchess Rumpenstuff

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Wednesday, February 25, 2004

New links 

I linked to Stephanie's blog. Better late than never.

Then I realized *gasp* I hadn't linked to CV's blog! LOL I've been reading his blog forever now and I hadn't linked to him! What the hell is up with that?

So I owe CV a large personal apology. CV, I regret that I have been so unjust. Please to not take this personally as I have nothing but the utmost respect for the crap you write on your blog. Really.

So now that you all have the complete list of all of the blogs I read several times a day, well, now you know how truly pathetic my life is! HA!

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Tuesday, February 24, 2004

My Virgin Camera 

So this is my very first sucessful attempt at taking and downloading a picture with my New Camera!! Not too bad really...



Obviously this is Kathrynn in front of our house.

I'm SO going to annoy you all with pictures every day! :) Hee hee hee heee!!!!


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Saturday, February 21, 2004

Questions About God. 

You would think that as a minister I would be prepared to answer my 5 year old daughter's questions about God. My problem is that I feel my own opinions and views are going to be biased. I was raised Mormon so everything I 'know' stems from Mormon doctrine. But I don't really believe in that any more, so my opinions are biased more towards atheism. These are two very extreme views.

I want her to be able to see many different religions as well as people NOT practicing a religion at all. My plan was always to approach it all as 'mythology'. Christian mythology, Jewish mythology, Native American mythology, Pagan, Hindu, Muslim, Buddhist, all of it. The problem is I don't know anyone from most of these religions so it's hard to explain them because my explanation will be slanted...

So I checked out the library and found only one book that really touches on a broad spectrum of religions, What I Believe. It looks good though so I can't wait to bring it out.

I myself have always been interested in religions. And I've always been amazed at how similar they are. It seems they spend so much time focusing on their differences that they fail to see that they are actually more alike than they are different.

I also checked out a picture book called The Little Lama of Tibet because we watched Seven Years in Tibet the other day and I thought it would be a neat follow up.

So if you know of any good books on religion for kids please post them. :)




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Dance Your Ass Off! 

After months of drooling I finally got my Dance Dance Revolution Ultramix game and pad! It's way too fun. And WAY too addictive! I played for the first time last night. And I played for 5 STRAIGHT HOURS!! I woke up in more pain than you can imagine. The worst thing is that I REALLY want to get back to it and Dance Dance some more but dammit I can barely move!! Damn my stupid burning thighs!

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Joystick Logitech WingMan Force 

I just happened across this and thought it would make a perfect companion for the Vulva Mouse. I won't elaborate further. You can fill in the blanks yourself! ;-)



But the camera angle of this shot especially, is a little, ummm, graphic. No?


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Monday, February 16, 2004

Someday's Dreamer 

I bought this movie yesterday...



Well it's not so much a movie really as it is the first in a series. Obviously it was a TV show (there are commercial breaks).

It's good. The animation is cool. The storyline is sweet and interesting. So far no blood spray (or boobs) which seems odd for anime. ;) I just loved the picture on the box!! That's why I got it. :) And it came in a clear case, which I thought was neat.

But now we have to buy the next two installments as well because without them the story is going nowhere. LOL


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Certain Death 

My face has been tingling all day. Any guesses what this might mean? It's just on the right side. Sometimes it's nearer my eye other times it's my nose, sometimes my cheek or cheekbone. It's sort of that feeling you get when the last little bit of novocaine is wearing off. It's definitely not numb. Just tingling.

No, I haven't been to the dentist lately, no, I haven't been ingesting any narcotics legal or otherwise.

Maybe I really did have a brain tumor and it's compressing my facial nerve! It's possible. Not likely of course, but possible. :)

So if I wake up dead tomorrow you'll all know why.



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On the Band Wagon 

I ordered myself a SiPix today. I couldn't help it! M'Ellen showed me hers and it was too cute for words!

It was only $20 and I had $20 to blow so I did. So there!

I wanted to order a second one just because they are so darn inepensive but Shawn talked me out of it. I'm excited about having a digital camera. And the fact that it's tiny and adorable doesn't hurt either.

Oh, and get this. My husband doesn't think that we'll take naked pictures with it! LOL He doesn't believe me that that is the FIRST thing people do when they get a digital camera! And everyone calls me naive! HA!

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Skating Diva Me 

I love rollerskating! It makes me feel like a little child to go flying around the rink exerting only the smallest effort and getting to go so fast. I think this should be touted as a cure for depression. It creates a sense of pure euphoria!

That is at least the 3 or 4 times I got to go around the floor without a 50lb weight pulling down on my wrist!

I'm so going to be that parent who embarrasses her kids by going skating WITH them instead of being a good normal mom and sitting on the bench! LOL


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V-Day Revisited 

So Valentine's Day has come and gone. I did end up getting candy for my husband because I was at Safeway at 10pm on Valentine's Day and they still had a big Reeses Peanut Butter Heart. So I got that and a little I Love You cake from the bakery. He ate some of both so I guess if we were cromagnon that would be a sign that he accepted my love, or something.

I told him about my last post and reintroduced my argument that I was mislead by him about his romantic abilities. See, before we were married he would tell me how romantic he had been with other women in the past. Not talking sex here people, talking actual heart melting romance like cleaning a single mom's kitchen and buying elaborate gifts of jewelry. He admitted he was probably more romantic during 'the chase' than he has been with me. And since there was never any chase with me I guess I forfeited my rights to romance. Kind the whole milk/cow analogy at play there. Why incorporate elaborate romantic schemes when she's already moved in and started making sure all the bills get paid after only dating for 2 weeks. Wow he sure got this cow for free!!!

He also pointed out in his own defense that he does buy me jewelry, but that I always get mad at him for it. Ok, he has a point there. I have diamonds, pearls, ruby's, sapphires, and gold. So yes he does buy me things. He just does it WRONG!!! To employ another cheesy cliche. It's the thought that counts. Or in his case it's the LACK of thought that counts. He'll go out the day of a jewelry giving holiday. When we have no money for doing such a thing and buy me a gift of jewelry that we can't afford and then come home apologizing. I guess I feel robbed because if he thought in advance and was a little sneaky and managed to do it all without me knowing or having to pay for it later by not being able to buy food... You'd think if the man can sneak around and have an affair he should certainly be able to sneak around to plan something nice for his wife!!

Maybe I expect too much.


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Friday, February 13, 2004

Valentine's Day... 

Quite possibly the most sexist of holidays.

Anyone who's ever been a teenage girl knows how devastating Valentine's Day is. It's like a kick in the gut. You already know you don't have a boyfriend. And you know that the cute guy you have a crush on is NOT going to give you a glance much less roses or candy. And it seems there's almost no way to take this into our own hands. I tried giving guys flowers as a teen. Ok, they didn't throw them down and stomp on them or anything but it just doesn't melt their heart the way it does a woman. Candy they eat, cards they read. But they seem completely nonplussed by the whole gesture.

Valentine's day is totally about women. It's supposedly all about lovers and shit but really it's all about buying things for women. Romance, yes, but it's all about men creating romance for women. Which is just frustrating for women because before men can even think to want to create romance for you, they have to THINK!!

I was in the store looking at the candy the other day. I had a passing thought that went something like this...

"Ooo look Valentine's day candy. I should buy my husband a card. I should buy him candy! I don't have enough money to justify wasting money on gimmick candy or a card. Wait I have food stamps! Is it wrong to let the government subsidize my gift of love to my husband? Would he even like it. What would HE want for Valentines Day? Not candy!" So I walked away.

They need more marketing geared at women buying things for men. I don't know what that might be but surely there are things they could market for men, dress up in some pretty red packaging, something that would melt their heart and pound into their head how much you care about them. Like for my husband it would be a new DVD burner. I could see that. All pretty and pink with red x's and o's all over it. Or a new hard drive with "I Love You" emblazon across it. There has to be something. Seems about the only thing you can find for men is boxershorts and risque underwear. And sometimes that might not be the message you want to send.

I guess I need a girlfriend then? Someone I can send flowers and candy. Someone who would understand WHY I sent them. Because dammit I LOVE flowers. And in my entire coupled life with Shawn I have received flowers exactly one time from him. So SOMEONE should be getting flowers!

Did you know that six years ago on Valentine's Day I was on my honeymoon at Disneyland. We were walking down the street to Disneyland from our hotel and it was raining. Across the street there was a vendor selling single red roses. I don't know how much they were. Less that $5. He actually asked me if I wanted one. What was I supposed to say? So we walked on And I wanted to smack him and say "What the hell!! Of course I want one you twit!" I was pregnant and angry and wet. Ahhh now there's a good first Valentine's Day story hu?

Yeah, I'm just bitter. I hate Valentines day.

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Monday, February 09, 2004

I Am My Disorder. 

This pisses me off, so I need to rant.

I'm so sick of hearing parents say that their child is special needs or that their child is ADHD. I want to stop them mid scentence and say "Are you sure? Are you sure he doesn't HAVE special needs? Are you sure he doesn't HAVE ADHD? Are you sure your child exists completely as a disorder?" What's up with that?

When Kathrynn was 10 months old and had chickenpox I didn't wander around and say "Oh, Kathrynn IS Chickenpox".

Do you see the distinction here?

These same parents who are saying this are trying to tell me they don't believe in or want labels for their child. And I want to scream and say "What the hell are you talking about? You've completely removed CHILD from his description, now he's just the disorder."

You expect this shit from doctors. You expect them to refer to people by their ailment. At least I do, maybe I just watch too much ER. But when parents do it it freaks me out because even if no one else recognizes that this is a child *WITH* a disorder, the parents should!

*sigh*

So please do me a tiny favor and don't ever do this to your kid. And if you hear others saying it, plase smack them soundly.

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Saturday, February 07, 2004

For The Sake of Racist Idiots Everywhere! 

I know, I know, I'm trying to stay away! But this had to be enshrined because of the sheer ridiculousness of it.

My husband got a job as many of you already know. Not a fantastic opportunity type job, but something to get him off of his ass and outside the house at least.

He started Tuesday. On Thursday he comes home and tells the saddest of tales. Evidently the guys at work were curious as to what nationality Shawn was (we won't even go into the "nationality-vs-race" discussion here). There had apparently been some discussion of the new guy and one guy (short straw?) was persuaded to ask Shawn about it. Or maybe he just didn't understand the proper etiquette for talking about someone behind their back.

So he asked Shawn what nationality he was. And Shawn told him that he was Korean. To which the other guy replied "Oh, we were wondering because we thought you might be half black".

Hu?

Now you expect people to get confused about Shawn's race. You expect that because he's Asian and it can be hard to differentiate Chinese from Japanese from Korean. Not that they actually all look the same but people just generally don't look deep enough to notice the differences. And we have occasionally run into people who think Filipino or Laotian or something which is an even farther stretch. But black?

This has to be the first time my husband has ever been mistaken for a brother!

Really this may say something about the caliber of men who work in landscaping...

At this point Shawn realized he was dealing with an idiot. So he told the guy he was also German. The guy says "Hey, I'm German, what's your last name?" Shawn told him and the guy agreed it was definitely German. LOL He failed to mention the ADOPTION part of that situation.

The sad part is that when they thought he might be half black they were all prepared to be racist against him. But since he's now half German in their minds (and something called Korean, which I'm sure they think is another work for Chinese) they're cool with that.

*sigh*

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