Saturday, August 30, 2008

I generally think Mccain is a bit teeth gritting

but his choice of Sarah Palin was perfect.
I've seen several news articles say..."She's no Hillary". Hello?? Why would we want a Hillary. The Clintons are on the award winning level of "Most likely to prompt mass suicide while watching Hillary preen on camera".
This is my personal very biased judgment and I can say whatever I want cuz it's my BLOG!!
Why Sarah Palin kicks Hillary's trash (love that expression)





HILLARY: 1 very snide daughter

SARAH PALIN: 5 kids with an adorable little newborn boy with down syndrome

HILLARY: slick Willy

SARAH PALIN: married for 20 years to an actual working man (I'll forgive the goatee)

HILLARY: tag team clinton life long politicians

SARAH PALIN: self made politician (no riding piggyback on a greaseball of a husband)

HILLARY: scary

SARAH PALIN: adorable

When I saw her I totally thought that was an awesome choice and I know she's tough enough to stand up to the harassment of the media. And if anyone even says "Experience" look at Obama's record. The thing that is horrible about Liberals though is that it is TOTALLY fine for them to go off about equal rights, discrimination and such, but if it's on the conservative side they will totally mock MCCAIN for being old, and SARAH for being a woman and a mother. It's really pathetic. But expect it.

Wednesday, August 27, 2008


Danny and I did a fireside for the youth on Sunday night. It went okay I think! They asked us "What we wish we knew" when we were teenagers. We both yakked on and hopefully said something that helped someone. Something I mentioned was how much time they have now to do whatever they want. I remember being a teenager and feeling SO BUSY but now that I have two little under age 5 ladies to run after, I am up close and personal with BUSY. But it's a good busy because helping Addie and Eva grow is just about the sweetest thing anyone could be busy with.
Addie really wants to take ballet. So I took her to Miss Leslies school of dance (which is a pink shrine to the 80's) and signed her up. Then I realized the only time she has for 4 year olds is 7:00 in the evening on Mondays. I was like..."She is usually almost asleep by 7:00!" I can't imagine wrestling her into tights and a leotard when normally she's in a nightgown slurping down a bowl of cereal before bed.
So today my quest is to get her into this other ballet place that has 4 year olds on Saturday mornings. They also don't do traditional recitals...where you have to pay like 100 dollars and buy a costume to watch your little tot stumble around the stage for 5 minutes. They do actual Ballets, like the Nutcracker and Swan Lake and all the costumes are loaned to the kids. They also don't allow them into the performance until age 6. The best part is it's cheaper than the Englewood place so I'm happy all around.
I've been reading this interesting book called "Liberal Fascism". It is a good review of historical politics and is really not a rant at liberals. It just talks about how certain politics follow patterns and reviews the history of fascism and how it applies to the LEFT not the RIGHT. I took a political science class in college that was awesome ,and the book has helped me remember some of what I learned.
ORPHANS: Mostly inspired by a friend of a friend who has adopted 2 little boys from overseas, I've started making a plan on how we (MY WHOLE FAM) can donate to the orphans for a Christmas project. I just think we and our kids have SO MUCH and seeing children who have literally nothing make it inexcusable for us not to help.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Whats up?

Here are some random pics from the past week. I don't know how I didn't get any of Elsie, my newest niece, but I'll have to get on that ball quickly. Rachel and Steph came over to mi casa and we had a wet and wild time. Katrina came later and I think we had a total of 20 people over with 8 under the age of 6. SCARY. All the kids had fun and I think everyone contracted the same cold because everyone got sick the next day or two. Then we saw my grandma and aunt but I forgot my camera for that event. So these pics are a sketchy and inaccurate view of what my week was really like. But oh well. Whenever we all get together we should have a personal family "BABY Watchers" or whatever that show was called and invite local high schoolers who want to get pregnant. I think the group of all of us and our chaos could convince any teen wanting children to wait indefinately. I know we've all probably scared Natalie. I'm making a hat for a friend who just had a boy and Addie took that picture. She's a little photographer.
And I'll add in a delightful exchange Addie had with me last night. I was sitting on the floor looking at a home magazine, like Elle Decor, and the kids were playing on the floor. Addie came over next to me and was like...."Can I look at this with you?"
I said "Sure." So I start telling her about who lives in each home. Like the first one was a family with one kid. Then we looked at all the pictures. Then we turn the page and start looking at the next house which was the house of Nate Berkus.
Addie says "Who lives in this house?"
me "Just a man."
Addie looks at the picture of the living room skeptically. It has a huge bouquet of lilacs on the table. "Well why does it look like that?"
me..."He just decorated it like that I guess."
She still looks confused..."Did the lady die?"
me:"'s just a man. He had no lady."
We turn the page and look at his bedroom with more flowers.
Addie says decisively: "That's sad the lady died."
Oh well. I gave up. My child has solid flower associations with women I guess. I turned the page and saw the next house....
addie: "who lives in this one?"
Me...."Ummmmmm. " A really old man and a young man are smiling in front of the house.
"Two dudes".
Addie: "Why?"
ME: "Hey Addie do you want some strawberry icecream??"
End of conversation!!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

You want fries with that?

I'm reading a book with that title and it's hilarious. It's some guy that decided to abandon his life as like an advertising executive and try out a bunch of minimum wage jobs. Which is sad he never had to experience the joy of minimum wage as a teenager/young adult like most of us. I guess his curiosity got the best of him. He starts out as a pizza delivery guy. I've never personally done this one but have threatened Danny repeatedly that we have to make more money or he's going to have to be the teacher who delivers pizzas at night. Basically he sums up the experience as this.....If you need something to do from 6-9 pm, have a reliable fuel efficient car,and do NOT need money, give thought to delivering pizza. Just don't act on it.

The next job he tries is that of ice cream scooper dude. I totally did this one!! It was my very first job when I was 16. I worked with two older Hispanic dudes who mumbled alot. The one younger guy I worked with would always sit on the counter and eat gummy bears with me. I didn't know it was against the rules. One day the "boss" who was like a 400 lb angry woman called us to the back and made us pay her 50 cents for the gummy bears we'd been eating.
I only worked there for one summer, but later I heard she got fired for stealing $500 out of the cash register. The author of the book classifies people who come into an icecream shop into categories:
THE COLLEGE GIRLS: probably what was ME...chubby girls always on a diet and constantly justifying why they deserve icecream and they want like 12 free samples before they decide on their flavor.
THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE: People who do not ask for free samples and do not seem guilt ridden whatsoever.
THE SUFFERING DAD: A dad trying to give his kids a treat but ends up screaming at them, sending them to the car, and getting really embarassed.
THE TOWEL THROWERS: Extremely overweight people who ask for 2 scoops and a large mountain dew. The way they request their food has less excitement then if they requested, as the author said..."one tetanus shot and an ingrown toenail removal"
THE EAR TOUCHERS: middle age, busy ladies on cell phones. Life goal is to disprove the saying "A woman can never be too tan, too rich, or too thin".

That's where I've left off. I can't say scooping icecream though was the worst job ever...I'd have to say the worst one was working at the toy factory or the nut factory. My sis Stephanie though had the funniest/scariest jobs ever and PLEASE describe it here for me.