Someone out there touched me…

Not in that way…sickos. Actually on my “Why Walk When You Could Fly” post, someone commented through the poll:

“I’m an event planner for a nonprofit. Great idea. Brilliant.”

The problem is that the comment section on the poll doesn’t give me any information about the commenter. I would like to know who said that because first, I need to pay them the $20 bucks I promised anyone who called me “brilliant”*, and second, everyone so far has voted has said the fundraiser is a good idea (even the suicidal ones).**

Unfortunately, I am an idea person but I’m not great at taking those ideas and running with them. My inability to run will be a great excuse, but that still won’t get the job done.

So, if you are the event planner mentioned; or if you just have some ideas on how to get this thing off the ground; please give me some advice…or your services for free. Just please don’t go around touching people when they don’t know who you are.

The more you know (music) This has been a public service announcement.

*I’m not really going to pay anyone.
**If you are seriously suicidal get professional help before you skydive.

Disclaimers…shaking head and rolling eyes.

Announcing the Next President of the USA.

This time of year we are often surrounded by things that make your eyes water. Things that make you want to just go back to bed and dream that you were born long ago before we had this type of problem. Things that cause your head to ache and your nose to run.

I’m talking about politics of course (what did you think I was talking about?). As we are met with another round of invigorating debate; I would like to take this opportunity to announce my official endorsement of the only candidate truly capable of this job.

This candidate knows what it is like to be in the real world.  This candidate knows what it takes to get the job done. Knows that sometimes for the good of the country you should just shut your mouth and count your blessings. This candidate knows how it feels to do the jobs that no one else wants to do.

This candidate who I am now officially endorsing is…drum roll please…What I Meant 2 Say. I’ve been waiting and hoping that someone great would throw their hat in the ring, and since she did in her last post, I’m voting for her. Unfortunately, she did not pay me a few hundred thousand for advertising, I don’t have the time to be her PR person, and for all I know she might be dancing around in her underwear right now…so, here is my endorsement and good luck girl…p.s. Wonderbutt is going to love the White House.

After cleaning up vomit, I am as lovely as I’m going to get.

If you read my blog yesterday, you would have noticed that 1. One of my kids was sick 2. The glass on my iPhone cracked 3. I was nominated for the “One Lovely Blog Award”. The best part of yesterday … Continue reading

Vomit, my affair with Apple, and I’m still lovely…

The constitution needs an amendment to initiate a warning system for parents whose children are about to get sick. The government likes to be involved in the everyday life of its citizens, and we amend the constitution for everything else, so why not right?

If such a warning system were in place today, I still would be busy with one of the messy jobs of parenthood, but at least I could have run to the store for a gas mask and some gloves. One kid down (with the flu) a few more to go.

As far as my affair with Apple…it is a love hate kind of thing. Love them enough to write a song (see: All I Want For Christmas is Some Apple Stock). I hate that I dropped by phone from about 3 feet high (person in wheelchair is taller than they appear) and this time cracked the glass in the corner. This is not the first time I’ve dropped the phone, but I guess it was waiting for the worst possible moment to actually break.

That being said; today I was nominated by a lovely person herself at “Xanax or Running Shoes” for the One Lovely Blog Award.. This award is like a man…conditional…(just kidding husband dearest); but I think I am going to follow all the guidelines this weekend when I can concentrate. If I try to do it now, my post might be covered in broken glass and vomit, and I don’t think you all want to see that.

Hobbling Around the Issues: Assisted Suicide

There are some things in life that are difficult for me to understand. This issue is one of them.

I can’t understand why it is ok to put our dog out of its misery when it is old and can hardly eat, but when it comes to our grandfather…well, that’s just inhuman. We explain to our kids how “the right thing to do” is to put our cat down after being hit by a car, but when our loved one can only speak long enough to beg us to help them go quickly…we are appalled by the thought of “murdering” them.

We (as a society) say that it is okay to have an abortion, but when our own grandmother, who has lived a long, full, dignified life is now unable to control her bowels and bladder, not to mention her mind…it is best to just clean her up and pretend that she wants to exist as long as possible in a hospital room that she is frightened of each morning.

On movies and in reality, we often hear people say “at least he/she died doing what he or she loved.” Meanwhile, the father who gave 30 years of his life in service to our country is in so much pain that he can’t even see or hear his kids because his head is thrown back in screams of horror…it would have been okay if he died in the war, but we are going to make his life as long as possible here on our soil.

It is one thing when our loved one wants to fight, wants to live, tries to deal with the pain since it means they can still see their family and friends, etc.

When people are in horrible pain; when they are scared of each new day and in brief moments of sanity, beg us to kill them; when days or weeks of helpless humiliation are all they have left before they pass away…how can we ignore the real issue and only focus on serving our own purposes. Are we really that selfish? If you think the quality of life is not important…well, I don’t understand that.

Maybe you can help…

Political Drama: A Little Like Reality TV

When I was a child I remember my parents basically shutting the world down when the President was on tv.

Tonight…now…is the State of the Union Address. I might be the only one, but I am a little annoyed at all the coverage on it. I am watching “Fatal Beauty: 15 Most Notorious Women”.

I really don’t think I’m unpatriotic or anything like that. I love my country, I just don’t really enjoy the politics. Speeches from politicians just seem like another work of fiction to me, and honestly, we have better writers on WordPress.

I don’t think “reality tv” is actual reality either, so I hope no one takes these views personally. I just prefer to watch real stuff tonight, like women who have lied, killed, or other things which have been proven in court.

Ok, for the sake of my country, I switched to the President. He is talking about tax reform…I may be wrong, but I believe this stuff has been said before. Isn’t talk of tax reform copyrighted by now?

Back to reality…Number 11 deadly preacher’s wife. Now that sounds a little more plausible.

Dear Dryer: Your turn now buddy!

It has come to my attention that after my “Dear Washer” letter yesterday, you have been giving my soon-to-be-ex quite a difficult time. This letter is to inform you of certain…let’s say…inadequacies on your part. First of all, you make … Continue reading

Dear washing machine,

I don’t really know how to say this, so I’m going to be brutally honest. I’m just not attracted to you anymore. When we met, I’ll admit that the relationship was purely physical. You looked pretty good next to all … Continue reading

Hobbling around the issues: legalizing marijuana

Before I break out any very controversial issues, here is a kind of mild one…should pot be legal?

You may not know this (or you may have already guessed based on some of my other posts), but when I was a teenager I smoked marijuana (insert oo’s and ah’s here).

Although I don’t smoke anything now, I probably could get it prescribed if I was in a “legal” state because of my medical condition…Multiple Sclerosis. Honestly, at this point in my life, I doubt that I would want to use it, but the real issue is: Should it be legal?

My short answer is yes.

I believe that the prohibition of marijuana is similar to the prohibition of alcohol long ago. If it were legal, not only could we tax it and reap some of the benefits, our prison would not be quite as crowded with people who’s only conviction is marijuana use. I think that by legalizing it we could also set some safety standards for it. Also, the police would not have to devote as much time and effort into chasing this type of drug dealer down.

There are many different opinions about this issue. Here is a web link offering some of the pros and cons:

So, what do you think?