Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Casey Anthony

In just a few short hours since the jury came back with a "Not Guilty" verdict, I have seen numerous outcries from around the world about how a woman has gotten away with murder. People yelling and screaming about Justice for Caylee. What I haven't seen disturbs me even more than a not guilty verdict.
I haven't seen people standing up for the child in the grocery store who is being belittled, yanked around, threatened, or even physically hurt. I haven't seen anyone walk up and pinch a woman as hard as she is pinching her infant child who is howling in pain. I haven't seen anyone step up and interfere. With all this technology available to us, I haven't seen anyone pull out a phone and call the police to report abuse. 
It usually takes SEVERE abuse in public before someone bothers to report it. I can guarantee that Casey Anthony did SOMETHING at some point that made people shake their heads and comment about how she took care of her child. However, did anyone step in and DO anything? No. 
A child died. Whether it was at the hands of Casey Anthony, or a murderer yet to be caught, a little girl has been killed. In my opinion, it could have and should have been prevented. No, there's not justice for Caylee yet. Hopefully there will be one day. But while you're crying and whining about how our legal system failed yet again, think about yourself. Think about how many times in your life you've bit your tongue. How many times you've turned a blind eye. 
It is better to show concern and act than to turn your head and feel guilty later. 
Now, am I saying to start calling Child Protective Services every time a parent disciplines a child? Absolutely not. But think about this: That woman who just slapped the hell out of her child hard enough to leave a red mark across his face in public is probably doing a lot worse in the privacy of her own home. 
The parents of the toddler who is running around outside unsupervised and getting into the middle of the road are probably not watching the child very well at any other time either. 
Casey Anthony wasn't convicted. There is NOTHING that we can do about it now. Not legally. What we can do, is watch out for the kids all around us that are being abused. 
If you don't want to make a phone call, fine. Donate your time, money, unwanted cell phones, clothes, toys, household items to a domestic violence shelter. Or to a group home or orphanage. Help the kids who got out. 
But please, stop yelling about how horrible everything is if you are not willing to make a change yourself. 
Someone knows what happened to poor Caylee. Someone suspected something. Yet everyone kept their mouths shut until it was too late. Don't be that person. Don't let another child go to his/her grave because you couldn't be bothered to stand up for them. 
Be a voice for those that can't speak for themselves.

Edit* I was not able to fully follow the trial since the UK television channels that I get did not have trial coverage. I only know what I was able to view in online newpapers. While I think Casey is a vile human being and should have been convicted of at least hiding a corpse, or an accessory after the fact, I don't know the evidence. I will choose to believe that the jurors did what they could. Remember, it only takes 1 jury member to disagree with a verdict for it to not be able to go through. I will not get mad at members of the jury for their decision. As far as I am concerned, Caylee's death/murder is still unsolved and the investigation needs to be reopened. 

A dev/enthusiasts guide to living with a woman

Ok guys. It’s payback time. You didn’t honestly expect me to give your women a guide on how to live with you without pointing out some of your flaws too, did you? Aww, you did? Well, too bad.
Alright men, we do what we can to support you. We listen to you drone on and on about your damned phones. We plan our monthly budgets to include all these new toys that you think you absolutely have to have RIGHT NOW. We cook for you, we wash your nasty ass clothes, we scrub your toilets, and yes, here it comes, we suck your cocks. But what does  that get us? Not your appreciation, not diamonds, hell, not even flowers most of the time. We get taken for granted. Or at least, that’s how it feels sometimes.  So here’s the deal. If you want your women to follow the guide that I put out for them, then you need to start doing a few things too.
1. Every 20 minutes, walk away from your computer and acknowledge her. Whether you give her a kiss, ask about her day, go smoke with her, etc. And no, asking her to make you a sammich does not count as acknowledgement. There have been studies that have shown that you will actually be MORE productive if you get up every twenty minutes and focus for 5 minutes on something else.
2. Pick your “nights out” just like you would if you were actually going out. If you’re staying up all night on the computer and she’s not getting her time with you, then you’re kind of being a jerk. So you and her need to agree on a reasonable time for you to get off the computer each night. Something that leaves time for you to spend together. Decide when it’s important to stay up late hanging with the community. If she were to go to the clubs every night of the week, you’d be upset. Maybe you’re still in the house, but you are still as unattainable as if you were out clubbing too.
3. When she takes the time to cook you a meal, or even make you a sammich, have the decency to sit down and enjoy it. Don’t sit there and inhale it at your computer. Go to the table, the couch, where ever you would eat if you didn’t have a computer. (Scary thought, I know) Whatever you’re in the process of doing will still be there after you eat.
4. While I do think that women need to be giving proper blow jobs, you guys have to do some work too. If we are trying to make love, fuck, screw, get it on, whatever you want to call it, do not, I repeat, DO NOT geek speak to us. Unless we ask you too. You have got to leave the coding at the computer.
5. Also, for the love of bacon, manscape. There is nothing worse than going down on a guy who can’t be bothered to keep it trimmed. How would you like it if we had a huge bush that we didn’t take care of? You wouldn’t. So please return the favor and clean it up.
6. We appreciate the little things in life. We really do. Stop and get us flowers on occasion. Buy us our favorite candy, or hell, our favorite bottle of liquor. Take one of those post its off of your desk, write something sweet on it, and put it somewhere that we will see it. We NEED to know that we are important enough to be noticed. And the little things mean the most.
7. With all of that technology at your fingertips, you absolutely will not be excused from remembering important dates or events. So make sure you get it all inputed into your device, set a reminder for it and then do it. Acknowledge it. Cause the whole “Oh shit, I forgot” line isn’t going to fly anymore.
8. Oh, back to the bedroom for a minute. We are not keyboards. You can’t push a few buttons and think it’s going to provide you with positive feedback. So take your damned time and get us off. If you don’t know what the hell you’re doing, then take the Android ranters advice and fucking research it. Learn what the hell you’re doing before you start fucking with your device. If you want any chance of rooting us without getting a brick upside your head, then do it right. There’s nothing worse than making a grocery list during sex. But we might as well at times, with as much effort as you’re providing. (Mine excluded, he’s been properly trained).
9. Learn to have a conversation that doesn’t revolve around root. Yes, we may be proud of you, yes we may support you in what you’re doing, but if you’re going to talk root all damned day, then you had better be prepared to listen to us talk about who’s relationship is falling apart, who’s cheating on who, who’s kid is a rotten little shit, who had the audacity to go to Target in her grubby sweats, who’s fatter than we are, etc. We’re catty as fuck. So if you don’t want to hear about our shit non stop, all fucking day, then broaden your conversational topics just a bit, or we are going to start setting egg timers to tell you when to shut the fuck up about your phone/tablet/etc.
10. Get off your asses and out of the house at least one day a week. Required things out of the house don’t count either. You are probably not actually allergic to the sun. Fresh air will not kill you. Either do something with us, or do something with your other friends, but for crying out loud, go outside.
11. Last but not least, your faith in your own abilities is astounding at times. But, please please talk to her before you root your devices. Remember, how much you spend on your toys affects her too. If you royally fuck it up, if you manage to brick it, she is going to be out some money too. Letting you guys have your toys is expensive. So cut us some slack if we are a little freaked out at first about you voiding your warranty. As your abilities grow and develop, so will our ability to be ok with you rooting, without the panic attacks that we are sure to have in the beginning.
There’s a lot for you guys to learn too. We want to be supportive, we want to be there for you, but you make it really fucking difficult at times. Follow this simple guide and you might just find things working out for both sides a hell of a lot better than they were. It’s not going to be easy. You’re going to have to show her that she is just as/more important to you as your phone. Hard concept to grasp, but you can do it. I have faith in you.

A woman's guide to living with a Dev enthusiast

During the past few years I’ve noticed a serious lack of women supporting their men. These same women are the ones whining and complaining that their men don’t support them. So here’s the skinny on how to live with your Android junkie. You’d be wise to heed my advice, cause I’m awesome, you’re not, and that’s why I was asked to write this. I will break it down into step by step instructions for you. You need to do each of these in their entirety. He doesn’t want you to pick and choose, he’s having you read this cause this is what he expects/needs from you.
1. Stop nagging him. You can’t ask him to do something while he is involved with the community. Whether he is devving, theming, flashing, or just bullshitting with other enthusiasts, you can’t expect anything that you say to him to actually be heard. It’s an- in -one ear- and- out- the- other thing. So talk to him when he’s away from his computer/phone. Tell him that you need a few minutes of his time for him to focus solely on you. The guys are hyper focused and unless you make it clear that you need their undivided attention, you won’t get it.
2. Make what you say count for something. You’re interrupting something that is important to him. Just because you don’t understand what he’s doing doesn’t mean it’s a waste of time.  So don’t spend those precious focused moments on something that he could care two shits about.
3. Take some time out of your day to really listen to him. Yes, he’s droning on and on about his phone and you’re bored with hearing about it. But when was the last time you actually HEARD anything that he said to you when he was talking? I think you’ll be surprised to find that you are tuning him out as often as he tunes you out. Start showing your support. If he completes a task that was daunting to him, congratulate him. Make a big deal out of it. It’s important to him, make him know that you are supportive of him and proud of his accomplishments.
4. If you really want to make him focus on you, or notice you, take part in what he’s doing. Learn something about Android. Anything at all. Taking the plunge to learn about what he’s doing will be beneficial to your relationship. You learn something new and he respects the fact that you care about him enough to get involved. But don’t, and I repeat DON’T ask him to teach you. This leads to frustrations on both parts. Take the initiative and learn something on your own. And then talk to him about it.
5. Shave your damned legs. Regularly. Do you honestly think that he doesn’t notice you? Well, he does. Get out of your damned pajamas every single day. Shave. Trim where needed. Keep your shit nice and pretty. He might seem geeky to you, but he can still appreciate a sexy woman. Be that woman, not a damned grizzly bear.
6. Learn that bacon IS in fact a food group. Now, does everything that you cook  HAVE to have bacon? No, but you really do need to cook for him. Make him take the time away from the phone or computer to eat with you. Even if all you do is watch DVR’d episodes of Dr. Who or Ghost Hunters while you’re eating. The point is to associate good feelings (food, shows he likes, etc) with you. If you can’t cook, then go here. http://birdsgrub.wordpress.com (yep, shameless plug) The recipes are proven to satisfy even the pickiest dev/enthusiast.
7. Blow jobs are a part of your job description. I don’t care if you don’t like it. Learn to like it. Make yourself love it to the point that you fantasize about having his cock in your mouth. And just sucking his dick isn’t enough. Woman up and swallow it. He can get back to the computer much quicker if there isn’t a mess to clean up afterwards. When he’s at his computer, push his chair out just enough for you to get on your knees in front of him and suck him off, swallow, get up and walk away. He will appreciate it and you will reap the benefits later. (Stop bitching about it. It’s not nasty, it’s an essential part of any good relationship)
8. Stop asking him to do shit around the house. That’s your job. A woman’s place is in the kitchen and you would being doing both of you a favor if you remembered that. You need to maintain the house, inside and out. Yes, that means that you get off your ass and mow the damned lawn too. He has enough to do supporting your ass, it’s up to you to do the rest. (Now if you work, you get a small pass. He can take out the trash for you, but that’s it)
9. Offer yourself to him. If he’s locked in his office and you can’t get his attention, the best way to do it is NOTto disconnect the modem. That’s going to piss him off royally and make life a living hell for you. Instead, get on your own computer and request a video chat. Now, in order for this to work, you need to make it worth him looking at. So yes, put on a kinky little negligee, or a little tank top and boy shorts, whatever HE likes. Then get on your computer and show him what he’s missing by being locked away.
10. If you’re not going to do any of this, or if you don’t do ALL of it, then STFU. I’m tired of you girls whining but not putting in any effort at all to please your man. He is who he is. And you fell in love with him just like that. You can’t get pissed now if he refuses to change. But what you can do and should do is change your own attitude about his choices.
Now this is just a starter guide. There’s a lot more that you could do for your man that you probably aren’t bothering to do right now. But I’m pretty sure that I’ve managed to appall most of the women already. I don’t really care. Cause had they been doing this shit from the beginning, their guys wouldn’t be requesting a truly supportive Android wife to write this out for them.
Guys, feel free to print this out in it’s entirety and present it to your woman. But be prepared to get hit upside the head with it when/if she reads it. Personally, I would think a smack to the head would be well worth it if any of this actually stuck with her. Here’s hoping all my favorite enthusiasts find a happy ending. ;-P

Making a Marriage work

I may very well have helped save a marriage tonight. A friend of my husband’s has been going through a really hard time with her husband and they were on the brink of divorce. Now, I say that she is a friend of my husbands, but they never ever talk anymore. Her and I talk and we get along really well. It seems like he’s always been friends with girls that are a lot like me, but for some odd reason, he’s always dated moronic imbeciles. So anyways, her and I have become friends. She’s a total sweetie, but her and her hubby have flubbed up quite a bit. So it got me thinking about life, love, and what marriage is really all about.
I’ve been through 2 divorces already. Yes, me. I’m 30 years old and on husband number 3. So what do I know about marriage? What do I really know about love? A lot actually. Since I’ve been in 2 failed marriages before, I wanted to make sure that this one was right. I had no intention of ever getting married again. EVER. So, how did I end up married just 10 days after my divorce from my ex was final? No, I wasn’t cheating. I waited until I was out of that marriage before I moved on. I did meet the man of my dreams while I was waiting for my divorce to become finalized.
My marriage hasn’t always been easy. But over the past couple of years, I’ve learned more about love than I had learned in an entire lifetime.
  1. Love isn’t perfect. It has it’s ups and downs, it’s ins and outs. But if you refuse to give up, then you’ll be ok.
  2. Divorce should never be in your vocabulary. It’s not an option.
  3. The little things mean the most.
  4. Your spouse should always come first. Even before the kids. So many marriages end when the kids move out of the house because everyone was so focused on the kids, they lost track of the relationship. If you put your spouse first, then you will still have a strong, loving bond even after the nest is empty. And you'll set an awesome example for your children too.
  5. Fight fair. Once you’ve resolved an issue, don’t bring it back up, don’t throw it in the other person’s face.
  6. Don’t ever be too busy for each other. Even if you snatch 5 minutes a few times a day, focus on each other.
  7. Have sex. Wild, uninhibited sex.
  8. Talk openly about sexual desires with each other without judgement or repulsion. Be open and honest with each other.
  9. Trust your partner. Even if they’ve cheated before. Once you’ve forgiven them, you can’t keep throwing it  up in their face. Otherwise, you’ll always be concentrating on the other woman, even when there isn’t one.
  10. Write love letters. Sometimes, just write “I love you” on a post it note. That little note can make someone’s horrible day that much better.
  11. Stop nagging. You’re not his mother, you’re his wife.
  12. Be supportive of each other. If one person decides that they want you guys to travel for a year, do it. Live. You only get one life, and the outcome is the same for everyone. We all die. So live fully while you can. Live your dreams, no matter how silly they may seem.
  13. Save money. No matter how hard this is, put money back every pay day. Even if you’re living paycheck to paycheck, you can still put back 10 dollars. Having a savings, even a small one, will help you to not fight about finances, which is a leading cause of divorce.
  14. Always take care of yourself. Don’t be the girl that stays in her pajamas all day. Take a few minutes every morning to get dressed.
  15. SHAVE YOUR LEGS. I mean, seriously? No one wants to sleep with a grizzly bear.
  16. Stand up for your spouse. Even if you’re livid with them, stand up for them. Make it clear that you still love him/her.
  17. Don’t trash talk your SO. Have one friend that is completely supportive of marriage and vent to them if you need to. But don’t ever ever talk down about your spouse to others. Don’t bring family and friends into it. You’re adults. Talk to each other. Work it out.
These little things help so much in a marriage. Making minor adjustments will make all the difference in the world. Remember to communicate with each other. The little annoyances can sometimes end up being a huge fight because no one spoke up before. Don’t wait for an explosion guys.
I can honestly say that doing these simple little things has made all the difference in my life. I’m truly happy. I love, I trust, I refuse to even entertain the idea of a divorce. I try really hard now not to pick stupid fights. I’m getting a lot better about evaluating a situation before I get mad. There are times when I’m upset and he’ll start nagging me to talk to him about it. I have to calmly explain that I’m processing it. That I’m trying to decide if it’s even worth being upset about. Most of the time, it’s not. But once I’ve made that decision, I’m not so bothered by whatever it was that had me upset.
I hope you can be happy. I hope that you can make some changes if they are needed. Marriage is a beautiful thing, if you allow it to be.

Can't feed 'em, don't breed 'em

So, this guy is getting all kinds of shit for a bumper sticker. Here's the news story.  http://www.wbaltv.com/news/16726158/detail.html I say, it's about damned time someone stood up for those of us that are paying taxes to feed people's children. If you need a leg up, fine. If you need some temporary assistance, fine. But if you are abusing the damned system, go to hell. I'm sick and tired of people refusing to take a job that they feel is beneath them just because they can live a fairly decent life on welfare. 
How pathetic is that? People really need to start taking care of their own. This is complete bullshit. I emailed the man and told him that I completely agree with his bumper sticker. I am glad that he is making sure that those that need the services get it, and that those that don't, and that are abusing the system are called out. It's there for people who actually need a little help getting back on their feet. Welfare of any type was not invented so that the government could raise your damned kids for you. GAH! This woman knew the rules going in. She knew and she signed a contract stating that no one would be in her home for more than a certain amount of time. Trust me, the housing contracts cover everything. If she is being evicted, then it's because she screwed up. Big time. Also, they don't usually evict you the very first time you screw up, so I am going to assume that she has been warned and has been in trouble before. This sob story of hers doesn't fly with me. I would love to tell her to stop having kids. I'm tired of paying for them. Five kids later and she just now thinks that maybe it's time to go to school and get a job? Hello? Does anyone else find this a little bass ackwards? I hate people like this. She gets no sympathy from me. But I will gladly donate a few bucks to this guys beer fund.

Straight gay pride

During my recent talks with several people in the gay community, I have heard some very disturbing things. I've heard about couples wanting to get married, and not being legally allowed to. I've heard about couples wanting to adopt and being turned down. I've heard about suicides that could have been prevented, and about how cruel people can be. What I haven't heard much of is support. It seems to be a rare precious gem for those in the gay community to come across. I can't help but ask why?
It's not like being gay is anything new. Research shows that as far back as 1632, there have been gays, lesbians and bisexuals in positions of trust and power. We have idolized people but would be shocked to learn that many of them were part of the gay community. For instance, our beloved James Dean. Yep, he was a bisexual male. Anderson Cooper, CNN news anchor and Gloria Vanderbilts son, was gay. Mary Cheney, Vice President Dick Cheney's daughter is also gay. Boy George, ok, well, that's a given. lol Glenn Burke, a gay man who played baseball for both the Dodgers and later the Oakland A's. Queen Christinia of Sweden, a gay woman who took the crown at age 6 after her parents sudden death.
These people were all accepted. Some of them have been idolized, others have been made famous simply because of their death. Yet, so many would be forgotten, their reputations ruined, their graves desecrated if people knew the truth about their sexuality. Why? Just because they were/are gay doesn't mean that they are any different than the person that was idolized. It really shouldn't make two shits of a difference. Yet, it does.
Because while some can be idolized, others are teased, taunted, put down, some downright tormented. The sad part is that it's not just strangers that do this. Sometimes, the worst of the brutality comes from those that are supposed to accept us, no matter what. It comes from our parents, who make snide remarks about the gay community, it comes from our friends who call the quiet guy a faggot. Often times, it comes from siblings, teachers, counselors, pastors, doctors, even social workers. They are blind to their actions. They refuse to believe that being gay is not a choice. It's not a disease. There is nothing wrong with it. If society would just stop being so judgemental, then they would see that.
So, who can you turn to when it seems like the rest of the world hates you? Who do you talk to that will accept you just the way that you are? There is help. There are people that care. I've tried to get as many resources as possible, but I'm sure that there are many more. If you know of any, please feel free to add them in the comments section.
The Trevor Project
http://www.thetrevorproject.org/home2.aspx         or 1-866-4-U-Trevor
The Trevor Project is the leading national organization focused on crisis and suicide prevention efforts among lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and questioning (LGBTQ) youth.
The Trevor Project operates the only accredited, nationwide, around-the-clock crisis and suicide prevention helpline for LGBTQ youth. If you or a friend are feeling lost or alone, call The Trevor Helpline. There is hope, there is help.
Pride for Youth
http://www.longislandcrisiscenter.org/pfyindex.htm   or 516-679-9000
Based in Long Island. They are not a 24 hour but there is usually someone there between 10 am and 8 pm eastern time. They are amazing for listening, giving advice, and helping you to find resources.They are caring, accepting, and fun to talk to.
Suicide Hotline
http://suicidehotlines.com/     or 1-800-SUICIDE
A great resource for when you just can't deal with life anymore. The counselors there are great for talking you down. They listen, and do not judge you. Sometimes all it takes is a compassionate ear.
Domestic Abuse Hotline
http://www.ndvh.org/      or 1-800-799-SAFE
Domestic abuse not only occurs between partners, but can also occur with a parent, sibling, etc. Do not hesitate to call. Even if it is verbal, it is still abuse.You do not have to live with domestic violence. There is always another way.

Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr President,
I understand that you have a job to do and that you are trying to do what you think is right for everyone. But please, for once, listen to the little people. Those of us who are lost in the system because we're not on welfare, but we don't make enough for these tax breaks to help us either. Please listen to the families who's husbands, wives, fathers, mothers, and children are putting their lives at risk for a country that they love.  I can't say that I speak for all of them, but please, please, just hear me out.
We don't want longer school days or school years. We see our children for brief periods at a time some days, and then sometimes, not for months or upwards of a year at all. We cherish the few hours between school and bedtime that we get during the day. We look forward to summer break with relish, because that's the only time that we can all take a vacation together to really spend some time with each other. We don't use our vacation time to travel the world. We use it to see family. To let Granny's and Grandpa's see their grandbabies that maybe aren't babies so much anymore. Those days that we can have together are few and far between and we beg that you don't take them away.
As for welfare, there are so many people right now that are abusing the system. There are people on welfare right now that have been on it for years. That don't go out and get jobs because they know that the system is taking care of them. They pretend to look for jobs or they only look at jobs that they know that they don't qualify for. So many people rely on welfare to take care of them completely. I think that welfare should be used only to help you get back on your feet. There should be a strict limit to how long you can receive it. It is up to each one of us to provide for ourselves. Sure, there are going to be times when things are difficult and we will need some help. Yet so many use the benefits and use them and use them. I know several people who have never worked because welfare has always been available to them. I know that there are supposed to be limits and that there are supposed to be cut offs, but they are not enforced. They are not being stuck too. I fully believe that 6 months of benefits in a 5 year time period should be enough to get you back on your feet if you are doing what you can for yourself and your own family. I have had to go on welfare, and I shocked everyone when I voluntarily cut my benefits as soon as I had gotten a job and received a single paycheck. I utilized the service only while I was in dire need of it. That's how it should be.
Now, let's talk about Social Security if you don't mind. I know several people who are receiving it  that also don't need it. A former friend of mine has more income in her household from Social Security than we do, and my husband works in the military full time, and I take in baby sitting jobs whenever I can to help out.  Her husband receives SSI because he has schizophrenia. HER daughter (not his) receives it because he does.  I am fine with that. Now,she has a lawyer and is probably going to be getting even more money because they just took it to the federal courts and fought for it. She admitted to me yesterday that she just quit. That it's easier to let the government take care of them. Do you realize that they are using this money that they get for disability to go to concerts? They just dropped over $400 on concert tickets. Concerts that we can't afford with my husband working his butt off. I stay home because the cost of child care is extreme. So I offer cheap child care whenever someone needs a back up. We still can't afford the things that they can. They eat out nightly, and not always cheap places either. He buys her jewelry just because they have a few extra hundred laying around.  So how is it that we struggle some months to maintain, and yet a family that isn't working, that has a person that is about to receive money because she has manipulated everyone into believing that she is hurt is living a more carefree life than us.  She's not disabled. . She has bragged about how they played the system. Hence why she is now a former friend and no longer a friend.
Immigrants, please please, let's make them legally be here before we help them out. Please. I"m not saying that we shouldn't help them, but let's help the ones that are taking the time to get here legally, instead of rewarding those who are breaking the law.
Oh, I also have a question for you. I'm not trying to be hostile or petty, but I have honestly wondered this. If you provide this medical plan to people, then do we have a right to refuse to pay that tax? I am wondering because if a doctor or a nurse believes that something is morally wrong, then they are not obligated to provide the service. I know this from experience. So since I am against abortion with every fiber of my being, and it is proposed that this medical plan cover abortion, do I not pay it? Because technically, if I pay the tax on it, then I am paying to help someone murder their baby. How do you plan on addressing that issue? Because out of everything, that's what bothers me the most. Knowing that I might be indirectly responsible for the murder of an innocent child.
Please, Mr. Obama, listen to the little voices. I know that we get lost sometimes because we're seen as unimportant, or because we live our lives without causing too many ripples. Don't forget about us. We are still people too, and we still need our President to be our voice.
So if you're reading this, thank you. If not, well, maybe this will put a buzz in someone's ear and they would think to tell you.
A lost voice

An Eye for an Eye

So, what is so wrong with wanting an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth?  Honestly, I think our country would be a lot better off  if we adopted this policy.  If some guy rapes a little six year old girl, then shove a horses penis into his rear end unexpectedly  and see if he rapes again.  I'm sure that's how brutal it felt to that little girl.  If someone murders someone, and they get the death penalty, let's not give them a bunch of appeals and then tell them when they are going to die.  Put them in prison and kill them the same way they killed. Unexpectedly, and just as violently.  If someone burglarizes someone, then burglarize someone that they love.  Believe it or not, criminals might start thinking about the consequences of their actions.  I'm so sick of felons having more privileges than our military members do.  I'm sick and tired of honest citizens paying out their hard earned money to support these people.  I mean seriously, the saying is, "Do unto others as you wish to have done unto you"... well.. what are we waiting for?  People get away with too much. California seems to be the strictest, but they still get three felonies before they get life.  My  biological mother has over sixty convictions. Not kidding you, and Colorado still has her walking around a free woman. They even paid for her to go to college.  Oh, and she automatically gets food stamps because she went to prison.  What kind of bullshit  is that? She doesn't even qualify income wise. I'm so sick of this.   Start treating them the way that they treat others. That's how you begin to make changes in this country. Forget prisoners rights.   They should have  lost those when they committed their  crime.

A woman's place is in the kitchen

Oh kiss my white ass, you know I’m right. Women are meant to take care of the family. We are supposed to nurture our children. Hell, even our men need babied sometimes. I personally feel that a woman should take care of the cooking and the cleaning. A man should not have to work all day and then come home to a filthy house and take out. Yes, it’s ok to order out on occasion, but take out more than home cooked? Hell no. A man should not have to take on your chores too. Now, I can fully understand a man helping out around the house. There is a big difference. You should be able to maintain a level of cleanliness without him. However, there are times when shit just gets overwhelming. At that point, he needs to get off of his ass and help out a little. But to those women who are stay at home moms that don’t do shit, all I have to say is “Thanks”. You have given the rest of us a bad name. I can’t believe the number of women on this base that are SAHM that don’t do a damned thing. One woman even sends her kid to day care full day (at her husbands expense) so that she can have alone time. She doesn’t work. At all. She also doesn’t take care of her kid, clean, or cook. All clothes are sent out to the dry cleaners because she refuses to do laundry either. It irritates me  that she does this. Her husband has to work two jobs to support this. She claims that she takes care of dinner every night. Well, if picking up the phone and ordering pizza counts, then I guess she does. And people that  don’t take care of their  kids… That pisses me off too. You had the kids. Grandparents are not built in babysitters. There is a such thing as taking advantage. Now, if you actually take care of your kids on a regular basis, and your parents are willing to help you out, that’s one thing. But if you are pawning your kids off on everyone else, and you’re not taking up your place in the kitchen either, well then, you have serious issues. So, to all of you horrible wives out there giving the rest of us a bad name, kick off your high heels, tie an apron around your waist, and go cook your man some dinner. Dammit.

He's gay, I'm a fag hag. So what

I swear to Hades that breeders are some of the dumbest people on Earth. (Yes, I’m a breeder too). I am so sick and  tired of all of the stupid stereotypes that come to play when someone comes out of the closet. I hate hearing that it’s disgusting, or morally wrong.
First of all, no one CHOOSES to be gay. Who in the world would chose a life where they can’t be themselves? Where they are judged on a day to day basis, not only by society but by the people that are supposed to love them unconditionally? Being gay is not contagious. It’s not a disease. There is absolutely nothing  wrong with gays, lesbians, pansexuals, transexuals, bisexuals, trysexuals, asexuals, ambisexuals, heteroflexible, homoflexible, or any other sexual being out there.
Oh, and let’s get a few things straight. First of all, not all gay people are prancing pink princesses. And the ones who are, just have really kick butt  personalities and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that either.
Second of all, just because someone is gay, it does not mean that they are attracted to you. I’m so sick of hearing people say that they are fine with gays as long as they don’t hit on them. What makes you think you’re so hot? Believe it or not, the gay world has taste too. Trust me, most of them have really good taste. A few of my  gay guy friends have like superpowers to find the hottest men! I’m so jealous.
Third, not all gay people have random sex. They are not all sluts. Gays are just as capable of being in a committed relationship as you are. They laugh, cry, love and hate just like the rest of us. They want happiness, they want a life where they can love and be loved. No different than you or me.
Fourth, not all gays like Brittany Spears, or glitter. They do not all want to become your shopping buddies, they do not want to make floats and prance around in lingerie. And to the ones that do: I admire your confidence and only wish that I was that comfortable in a corset!
Fifth, someone who is gay does not have to have had sex with the same sex to know that they are gay. Did you have to have sex to know that you were straight? Well? Yeah, that’s what I thought.
So stop being such idiots. A wonderful person once said “I’m so far in the closet, I’m having adventures in Narnia”. This should never happen. Why are we so  harsh, so cruel? Why can’t we just accept that there are men that prefer men and women that enjoy women? That people should be able to  live the way that they want to live without judgement from us? It broke my heart to find out that my friend is scared to come out of the closet to anyone else.  But I can’t blame him. I don’t know that I would either if all there was out of the closet was a bunch of close minded people.
Grow up. Realize that not everyone can be like you (or wants to for that matter). Embrace the differences that we all have. Embrace the rainbow.
I am a total fag hag. Through and through. I love all of my friends, although honestly, I’m pretty partial to my gay friends. I can always count on them being honest with me, I can count on them calling me out when I’m being stupid, and dammit, gays bars are just a hell of a good time.
You’re missing out on some pretty amazing people when you close your mind. You will never know the utter awesomeness of some, because you’re too busy judging them to really open your eyes and see who they are. Try taking the blinders off. Give each person a chance. Judge them by what they do to you. How they treat you. Don’t judge without ever having talked to them. Without having spent time with someone.
Don’t make a painful life worse. You have no idea how important a friends acceptance can be. It can honestly be the difference between life and death for some. But that’s for another day

You're knocked up, AGAIN?

There are so many subjects that I am passionate about. I am an opinionated person. I can't help it. I say what I'm thinking for the most part. Yep, I should have gotten my rear end kicked a time or two for mouthing off the way that I have, but it's never happened. For the most part, people just break down in tears apologizing to me. Wtf? No. That's not what I want. I want you to stand up for yourself. I want you to show me that you will stand by your opinions, no matter what I have to say about it. It sucks to debate with someone who refuses to stand behind their beliefs.
Anyways, I'm going to write about something pretty personal today. I'm going to spout off at the mouth because I'm pissed. If my post offends you, well, then you're probably the type of person that I'm ranting about anyways, so go ahead, feel all butt hurt. I don't really care.
I've got to give you a little back story, so maybe you'll understand why I feel the way that I do.
I got pregnant at 17.
I got pregnant again at 19 and gave custody to her father while I was in the military, because she wasn't adjusting to my deployments and constant moving. The judge wouldn't grant me custody back because it would have been taking her away from a "stable" home.
I was a single parent because my husband left me for some chick that he used to bang in high school.
I was raped and got pregnant again. I was going to keep the baby, but I miscarried.
I got pregnant in 2003 and lost my child at 32 weeks. She was stillborn.
I got pregnant in 2005 and watched my son sit in the NICU for 3 1/2 months fighting for his life.
Then I got cancer and had to have a hysterectomy. No more babies for me.
My second husband, the father of the last two then walked out on me and is now making babies with everyone else and not taking care of any of them.
I take care of my kids. I do not rely on anyone else to do that for me.
So there's the back story. Not much of a story, I may or may not give you more details later. For now, all you need are the facts.
Now, on to my rant. I am so sick and tired of people getting pregnant that shouldn't be having kids. I'm tired of people on welfare having more babies, when they can't even feed them. I'm sick and tired of people having kids that don't take care of the ones that they currently have. As in the physical sense. The ones that don't get up in the mornings to take care of their children because "they're not morning people". I mean really? You had kids. What did you expect? That you were going to get to sleep in every day? Give me a break. Yet, that's exactly what's going on.
Someone in the family is pregnant. She shouldn't be. She already has 3 kids that she doesn't take care of. She doesn't get up with them, she can't handle cleaning up puke, she can't deal with diarreah, nothing. So why in the hell is she having another one? This same person called me on the anniversary of my daughters death to tell me that she was pregnant. She wanted to give me a chance to "get over it so that I could be happy for her". Seriously? No. I'm not happy for you. I can't be happy for you. You're a shitty mom, yet you're having another one? The thing that kills me, is that she was TRYING. This wasn't one of those pregnancies that has you sitting there freaking out wondering that you were going to do. This was planned. Not happy. Not happy at all.
Then there's the neighbor that's pregnant. She lives in a 2 bedroom duplex and has 11 cats and dogs. Her house is disgusting. She has animal feces and urine everywhere. She was also trying to get pregnant. She is well into her second trimester and her house is still horrifying. She is about to bring a child into these conditions but sees nothing wrong with it.  She's also one of those pregnant women that has no other children, but feels the need to tell others how to raise their kids. She thinks nothing of telling anyone and everyone that she would NEVER do that to her child. She had the nerve to say something to me about my child having ice cream for dinner last night. He just had surgery. The doctor told him to have ice cream for dinner. So um, yeah. She can shut up. Until she has a child, she can't really say what she will and won't do, because she doesn't KNOW.
Then there are those women who think that an abortion is a valid form of birth control. What the hell? There are people like me out there who can only have another child if I can come up with the money to essentially buy a child from an adoption agency. My kids don't go without, and yes, they are fairly spoiled. However, I can't just pull fifty grand out of my ass to get another child. I'm barren. It's not feasible that my husband and I will ever have more children, and yet you are going to MURDER yours simply because it's a bad time for you to have a baby? Don't you think that 17 was a bad time for me? Guess what? I grew up. I took care of my kids. I bent over backwards to make sure that they always had what they needed. Yes, there were times when I had to rely on welfare. I'm not proud of that. However, I always got off of welfare the minute I could afford to feed my children on my own. I only used it as a leg up when I had no other choice. Never, not once, did I ever use the system for a day longer than I absolutely needed it. I did everything I could to take care of my babies. I was 17 and still finished school. I am a good mom. My kids are thriving. They are intelligent, sweet kids that for the most part don't act out too much. Not to say that any of us are perfect, because we're not. But at least we try. We try hard. It's not always easy, but they are my children, my responsibility. I chose to have sex, therefore I chose to become a mother. Stop killing your babies. You stupid, selfish, immature idiots.
I'm not against all people having kids. I'm really not. My best friend is pregnant right now and I am absolutely thrilled for her. My cousin is pregnant, and even though she has 18 month old twins, and a high chance of having twins again, I'm still happy for her. Both of these women take care of their children. They will, without a doubt, do what they have to do to make sure that their children are thriving. They get up in the mornings with them. They clean up the puke, they keep the house relatively clean. I understand that homes get messy. Messy is fine. Filthy is not.
If you can't take care of your kids, or you're too damned lazy too, then stop having them. Don't set out to get pregnant when you're already a shitty mom. Kids aren't toys. They aren't there for you to get attention. They are hard work. They are precious little miracles that need you to love them, to take care of them. To chase away the nightmares. To kiss boo boos and owies. To put dinner on the table, to show them how families are supposed to be. They look to you for guidance. Be a positive influence for your kids so that they have a chance to be good influences on their children.
Children should be cherished and loved. They shouldn't be used to manipulate people into staying with you. They shouldn't be used because you're not getting the attention that you are craving. They shouldn't be used as a weapon against someone else. They are not bargaining chips.
Grow up women. Get a grip on reality.
You chose to get pregnant. Even if it wasn't intentionally. You still made that choice. So get off your asses and become mothers. Stop taking those babies for granted. They deserve so much more than that.

Give me liberty, or give me... A mop?

Each day brings in another load of laundry, another pile of dishes, another boo boo and owie that must be fixed. It's another honey-do list, another task to finish. I want to escape that at times. Damn it, I just want to let it all out at times. There's so much that I can't say to people here, because I have to uphold a certain standard as a military wife. That and in all honesty, most people in my real life just don't understand my sense of humor. I can't stand the two faced back stabbing bullshit that goes on, nor will I be a part of it. I am who I am. You can either love me or hate me, but either way, this is my blog, and these are my opinions. If you don't like them, stop reading. If you do, then you're just cool people.