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Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Apparently I have opinions...

This morning, when students around the country will be walking out of their classrooms, I want to vent about the guns.

 {Amendment # 2~ A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.}

I suppose we could start by hashing out what the 2nd amendment REALLY means, but like a lot of things, interpretation is everything, right?

You know, I’m actually not going to talk only about the guns, not that I don’t have opinions about guns, I DO have opinions about guns. Mostly, I would like you to give them all to me so I can melt them down and build a wall around my house to keep the stupid people out.

Stupid people and their reactions to guns, and every other damn thing, THAT’S what I want to talk about today. And also, Facebook. A platform I love to hate. Perhaps I should give it up, but I don’t want to. I like keeping up with faraway friends and family, and I don’t even mind knowing their opinions on certain topics. I’m all about some healthy back and forth. I LOVE a good debate, but you know what I don’t love? Stupid people.

Stop telling me that school shootings happen because God is not allowed in schools. God, I have heard, is permitted in churches, which have been known to be the sites of cruel judgments, gossips galore, mental abuse and the location of shootings, bombings, and arson out the wazoo. Good things happen in churches too, this isn’t about churches, it’s about hypocrites. People who say that the righteous are protected or that we need to learn from our trials. Does it ever occur to these nuts that maybe the lesson is for them and they're not learning it?

Stop telling me that gun regulation is communism. I don’t think that word means what you think it does.

 {Communism: political and economic doctrine that aims to replace private property and a profit-based economy with public ownership and communal control of at least the major means of production (e.g., mines, mills, and factories) and the natural resources of a society. Economic and social system in which all (or nearly all) property and resources are collectively owned by a classless society and not by individual citizens. It envisaged common ownership of all land and capital and withering away of the coercive power of the state. In such a society, social relations were to be regulated on the fairest of all principles: from each according to his ability, to each according to his needs. Differences between manual and intellectual labor and between rural and urban life were to disappear, opening up the way for unlimited development of human potential.} 

Stop telling me that mass shootings are a result of improper parenting. I have been both the recipient and the delivery mechanism of poor parenting. Neither I, nor my children have shot up the joint. However, I can give you examples of individuals raised in strict, but loving, religious homes, who are now serving time for murder and a host of other crimes.

Stop telling me that I don’t understand the symbolism of the forking confederate flag. Please, for the love of all that’s good, go and read a couple confederate state constitutions. The state’s right most important to the southern contingency was the right to make a living off the backs of ….wait for it….SLAVES. Put your damn flags away and stop using this line to excuse your racist tendencies.

I don’t like guns. My husband has a few, he’s not what I would call an enthusiast, but he believes that they offer him (us) some level of protection and he enjoys going shooting with our kids now and again. The guns he owns are handguns. We do not have any AR-15s or anything extra “cool”, and frankly, I think I would probably throw a pretty big fit if that were something he wanted to buy. I’m not going to lie, I have thrown fits about the guns he has now. I think they are unnecessary and dangerous and more likely to cause injury to someone we love than to a bad guy, but on this topic he keeps his guns locked up, so we have agreed to disagree. (Marriage, am I right?)

Here’s what I think the real bottom line is. We can’t lay the blame for these shootings all on the NRA and gun owners. We also can’t lay all the blame on mental illness, or poor parenting, or lack of religion. What we can do is admit that, in America, things are complicated. There are layers, and, maybe I am a communist, because I think we need to adjust the way we allocate….everything. We live in an extremely unequal society that claims to value children and kindness. And, do you know what? I think on an individual level, most of us, if we saw our neighbor struggling, would help. At least that is what I see in those I’m closest to. But on a larger scale, we don’t want to be compelled. The same guy who would give up a whole weekend to fix a neighbor’s leaky roof or take meals to a sick family will not abide by higher taxes to provide stronger social safety programs and better schools. Everyone knows how poorly teachers are paid, but do you guys have any idea how little social workers make? It’s an embarrassment! Do you know how hard it is to get good care if you are an elderly person without resources in this country? We have to pull it together and realize that we're getting what we pay for.

We’ve become a bargain hunting society and, like my dad always told me, you get what you pay for. We expect Nordstrom services at Walmart prices, and, well, that's just not how it works.

I'm going to leave it there. That was a lot of words. More than I expected to spew today. Recently someone said to me that if we could all just be human beings and treat each other well things would get better. I think he's right, but we have to treat EVERYONE better, not just those who look like us or act like us. EVERYONE.

Thursday, March 8, 2018

Good news/Bad news

Good news: Pinterest DOES have premade to-do lists! 

Bad news: I spent thirty minutes browsing the offerings before deciding I would need to make my own list because none of the "pinned" lists had every thing I wanted. 


Wednesday, March 7, 2018

S'up?

I sat down at my desk 30 minutes ago to make a to-do list, BECAUSE THE MOTHERS ARE BOTH COMING TO TOWN IN A MONTH!!!!!!!!!! (Thanks a lot kids who think it's a good idea to get married 😒) First I just had to take a quick spin through Facebook and Twitter. UGH. That was not a good idea. These news days there's no such thing as a quick look at Twitter. I mean, I don't even watch The Bachelor and I now know all about poor poor Becca. Ugh. That guy.

So, I am just realizing that when I copy and paste into Blogger the formatting is weird. In the draft it looks normal, but after I publish, things are wonky. That's a thing I suppose I need to figure out. But not now....later...when I'm finished making my to-do list.

Hey...I wonder if there are pre-made to-do lists on Pinterest.....




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Y’all...I am tired. Why am I tired? Thanks for asking. I am tired because I get no sleep. Why don’t I get any sleep?
That’s a great question. I don’t get any sleep because A. I am a light sleeper and B. My cohabitators are not quiet.
To be fair, I’m not accusing them of being purposely loud, they are probably operating at normal noise levels, but I
am just so “sensitive” that I wake up at the slightest peep.
My husband works nights so, ideally (I mean, ideally in the lame way a thing can be ideal when you and your
husband are on opposite schedules) I should have the bed to myself most nights. However, it’s not shift work.
Sometimes it lasts all night and other times he’s doing some day work and some night work and sleeping when he
can.
HOLD UP! I know what you’re thinking. How can I complain about my lack of sleep when my husband is working
such wonky hours?! I get it. You’re 100% right. I try to be extra accommodating because his sleep schedule is not
a schedule at all. BUUUUT...when he gets in the bed NOTHING wakes him and he snores like a forking freight train
so most nights I sleep in the spare room.
This shouldn’t be a big deal because the bed in the spare room is amazing. Like better than my bed. When the
conditions are right I sleep like a baby in that spare bed. Problem is, the spare room is right next door to my son’s
room.
Kids, man….
He has an alarm set for 3 AM. His goal is to get up and run (AT THREE AM???) before work everyday. What
actually happens is his alarm goes off. BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. FOREVER. Then he snoozes it and
15 minutes later the process starts again. I’m not sure if he has ever gone for a run, but he must feel just as
exhausted as if he had because of all of that waking and snoozing. I know I do.
Just about the time the fitness snoozing stops and I’m falling back to sleep his regular alarm goes off and he’s up to
get ready for the day and making all the noise that goes along with that.
No one is intentionally keeping me awake. Like I said, I’m a light sleeper. I’ve considered ear plugs, but then I
wouldn’t hear my alarm.

I’m so tired. I feel like a cranky toddler. Wah. Wah. Wah.

Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Disclaimer...?

This writing more thing is...well...going alright.

I always feel better when I write and I know that, but there are often things that get in the way. Not having enough time, feeling like I don't want to post something ridiculous or boring, worrying that I'll be judged, not wanting to be political.

Gosh. Who cares? I'm nearly 50 years old, when does all this stupid worrying end? I mean, if I'm really doing this for me, how about I just let the words come out and see where the chips fall, right?

So, I have a bunch of drafts/rants saved, and for no other purpose except to get back to having everything clumped together in one spot, I'm going to go ahead and post them a few at a time. I'll try to come up with a label to signify whether something is old or new. Not that I think anyone is reading this stuff anyway, but it will make me feel a little more organized.

PS~ Since I last blogged (not yesterday, but months...years...ago) Blogger has added a feature that lets you add "special" characters.

🐌👹👃😥 (←disapointed, but relieved face 😂).

I don't know man, I might just have to resort to putting my messages in symbol form.


 
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