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I can't handle it anymore

I know it's been about 15 years since I've posted, but a lot of craziness has been going on. I'm in the middle of grad school (Round 2), rehearsing for my belly dance huffla, rehearsing for a musical coming up in October, plus my normal work/wife/mother duties. It's all I can do to get the bills paid and put food on the table every month because what groceries used to cost $60 a week now costs $100 (even at Wal-Mart, which really blows since I only shop there when I'm desperate to save a buck). My husband is being a negative Nancy, bitching about the decisions I'm making to keep us afloat, then asks me "What do you think I should do?" I don't effing know. You're a grown-ass man. Just make a decision and follow through with it. I am not your mama, and I'm not going to baby your ass and do this all on my own while you get to sit there and bitch about how I'm doing it wrong. STFU!

So while all that is going on, now election season is kicking into high gear. Democratic convention? Loved it. I was jazzed. I'm still not sure how I feel about Biden, but whatever. Of course, down here in the "Barack Obama is the Anti-Christ" bible belt, I am constantly inundated with how McCain is better because Barack did not allow for a baby that survived an abortion to be treated and McCain wants to outlaw abortion. Still trying to wrap my mind around that one. Anyhow, that's just my minor beef. My MAJOR beef is Sarah Palin. First, Who? Second, WTF? I had a coworker talk to me after her speech at the RNC (hated it...made me so mad) saying that Sarah Palin "made her proud to be a Republican." I just wanted to shake her and say, "Girl, you're poor! You have to work two jobs to make ends meet, and these people want to allow corporations to take MORE of your money, and you're proud?!?" Sweet God! But, I didn't, especially since I'm definitely in the minority on my views and these people are crazy. They might take me out back and stone me. I cannot stand Sarah Palin. I tried to listen to her, but:
1. She flat out lied about Barack during her speech. Not cool.
2. She offends me as a woman. Pardon me for not being a hockey mom, lipstick-wearing bulldog. (?)
3. She offends me as a Catholic. I know that the Church has pretty set do's and don'ts, but far be it from me to use my faith to rule over and judge the vast population of people, especially when it comes to jurisdiction over women's wombs. Hello, judge not lest ye be judged. Not to mention, I don't care what anyone says. I feel you can be a pro-choice Catholic. Hello! We all make a choice. Choosing life is a choice, dumbasses!
4. She offends me as a mother. I would like to think that never in my life, if I were asked to be on a presidential ticket, I would ever say anything to the effect of, "I accept. By the way, have you met my knocked up 17-year-old and the boy she's planning on marrying." Note: not fiancee, not boyfriend, not partner, but the boy she's planning on marrying. That's a stable, loving, happy homelife just waiting to happen. Oh well, at least there are other skeletons in her closet so hopefully she can stop playing that card.

On a really funny note, though, during the RNC, Eva learned how to say John McCain. I was doing laundry while we were crashing at my grandmother's (side note...Gustav knocked our power out for 5 days) and the RNC was on TV. All of a sudden, I hear Eva yelling, "JOMMY CAIN!!!" I was like, oh hell no. I started saying Barack Obama. She says, "No! JOMMY CAIN!" I told her she needs to say Barack Obama right now. She looked at me and says, "BRACK A MAMA! BRACK A MAMA! JOMMY CAIN!" I picked her up from daycare yesterday and she says, "Mama...BRACK A MAMA!" Yay! So cute!


I rented "Sicko" through Netflix the other day and took it over to my parents' house for my (step)dad to watch. After it was over, he said it was very informative and asked what we could do about the healthcare issue. I told him, "DON'T VOTE MCCAIN." He said he didn't like Barack Obama, though, and it's not just because he's black either. Yes, I wanted to stab myself in the eye after he said that, too. I had to remind him that Barack's mama is a white girl from Kansas, his bio-dad is black, making him (technically) just as black as I am, and I found that comment offensive on so many levels. Do you want to know his comeback to me?

Time to reclaim the American dream, kiddies!!

My life has now been ruined by MySpace

Remember this? Yes, I finally gave in to the "You've gotta get a myspace" nagging and got one, and I've been on it every day prettying it up. I'm just shaking my head at myself now...
Yesterday was National Bike to Work Day, so in honor of it, I was going to ride my bike. I called the city to find out where I could and could not ride. Since the police had an unpolite exchange with a skateboarder last summer that led to national media coverage, I figured I shouldn't take any chances. Turns out I can't ride on the sidewalk (as the skateboarder found out in a more unfortunate manner), and there are no bike lanes. Do you want to know what the city official that I spoke with told me?!?! He says to me that if I want to take that chance that's fine, but drivers generally do not like bikers riding down Central Avenue (the busiest street in my town, and also where work is located) and my ride would be a dangerous one, not really much he could do. I wonder if that was the same police officer that jacked up that skateboarder last summer. Maybe the bikers have the right of way on a street and cars must share the road law doesn't exist in this town. Son of a bitchin' bastards!

The Last Supper

I told my husband yesterday that it's time for drastic measures. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired...and fat. I've been going to the gym, trying to eat better and nothing is working. I am going to continue exercising, but now that it is getting warmer, I am going to do more outdoor activities. Also, I am cleaning out the cupboards and getting rid of everything with wheat and everything refined. For the past several months, nearly everything I have eaten has given me stomachaches afterward. Not fun. My theory is that this new stomach problem and my inability to lose any weight whatsoever are connected somehow, so I'm getting rid of all the crappy food in my house and going to back natural foods. Hopefully I can then figure out what is going on if it is something diet related. Tonight, in honor of my in-laws' last night visiting us, we are grilling steaks and having twice baked potatoes. Tomorrow afternoon, I'm headed to the natural foods store to re-stock my cupboards.

Random mix of what is going on in my mind

It's been so long since I've caught up with anyone. It's amazing how fast months fly by. Last weekend, I talked to one of my cousins for the first time in 6 months. We live in the same town of 40,000. That's just bad. I realized during the week that one of my friends from Chicago didn't even know I left a year and a half ago. That's bad. So...what have I been doing with myself?

I am wrapping up week 2 of grad school. I started my MBA through the University of Phoenix online. I'm currently procrastinating writing a paper on why I am pursuing my MBA, in APA style. It's due tomorrow. That's two weeks I almost have an excuse for. I've also started belly dancing. That is a crap ton of fun. My teacher just found out she's preggers, and apparently belly dancing is good for pregnant women. Is it bad that I am jealous when I think that even though she will have a baby belly and she'll be bigger, she'll still look better than me because her belly doesn't jiggle like mine?

Politics is currently also making me crazy. I thought I was becoming more conservative in my views until John McCain clinched the Republican nomination. Then I took a hard look and just realized the rednecks down here were just having a bad influence on me. I still <3 Barack. Even though he made an offensive comment this week about how frustrated people cling to guns or religion to get their point across. In many cases, that's true. I don't see why it's so offensive. Either I'm not as high strung and bitter as some people or else I've misunderstood what the MSN article said. At this point, I seem to be having a reading comprehension problem, so it could go either way.

Work is still going well. I could even go so far to say that outside of the TV station, this is the most stress and drama free job I've had. Even though I will probably have to take a trip to see a customer this week for damage control and another customer is coming to visit and yell at me, it still doesn't get to me.

Eva the kid is growing like a weed. I bought her Spring pictures from daycare the other day. She's so stinking cute I can't even stand it. Grant and I have talked about having another one. However, I have had some health problems, and I'm starting to think if we want another one, we will have to adopt. Plus I don't want my kids to be too far apart in age, so if the issues don't get cleared up soon, Grant and I will have to reevaluate the whole kids thing. In the middle of all this, I am still trying to lose the "baby weight." I have only lost 8 pounds since I had Eva. Of course, she weighed 8 pounds so I don't think it counts.

I seriously need to get back to my paper. Peace out.


So I logged on today and realized I've missed a lot! I can't believe how fast time flies. I know...I say that every time and then disappear into oblivion, but hey...sometimes life gets in the way.

Eva is surviving and thriving at daycare. For a while it seemed like she would never get used to the place, but now she throws a fit when she has to leave the big kid building to go back over to the babies. She's only 18 mos, but she's already turning into a little diva. She's decided she loves to dance. She goes around the house doing a little squat-dance thing to the music. Too funny. I can't wait till she's old enough to take dance classes.

Speaking of little ones, I can't believe how big Lillybug is getting, earthymom.

And a big congrats to sonsah! Better late than never. I'm so happy for you. All the best.

Grant finally made it down here, so hopefully it will be a while before we do the long distance marriage thing again. Now me, my hubby and my dad all work at the same company. Who knew?

Holy crap, she's back!

Hidy, ho, LJ Rangers!

After two months of transient living, I'm happy to report that I am finally all moved into my house in the Springs of Hot. Yes, I know that I said it would be a cold day in hell before I ever moved back to Arkansas, much less my hometown, but it's really not bad here. Apparently something about this town sucks you back in because two other friends of mine from growing up that moved away ages ago (before I finished high school) just moved back recently, too. So far, so good. My hubby's in-laws still drain my energy. No real change there.

The job is going really well. I have one month left before my 90 day probationary period is up. Hopefully they'll keep me. It would suck to have moved all the way down here and they say, "Yeah...not so much."

That's really all that has been going on with me, other than the day to day stuffies. Peace out!

Team Global Warming?!?!

I was reading this article as I was looking for story ideas this morning, and one sentence stopped me in my tracks.

"Having to do just one thing on a trip seems like a score for team Global Warming."

Global warming has a team? Who is a part of this team? Is it anyone who drives a monstrous SUV, or are celebrities endorsing said team?

Now, don't get me wrong. I am as against global warming as the next person. I think see that climate change thanks to global warming is having a hugely negative affect on our farms, wetlands, lakes, weather. The list goes on. This article was actually written by a farmer from central Arkansas, so of course, I'm going to take notice. I just had to chuckle for a second, then shudder, at the thought that Global Warming is forming a team.