I was watching RuPaul's Drag race and there is one thing that really disturbs me about that show.... it's not fair that a man can do his makeup better than me!!! Some of those men are sooooo beautiful when they get all dragged out. I wish they would stop by and teach me how to do my makeup so flawlessly.
There is something about Ru that I really like. I think it's her charisma. She just seems to be happy all the time. I want the zest for life that Ru has. I get the sense that it's real too... not just made up for t.v. I don't know why but when I think about drag queens I usually think that they are sad but not Ru.
Like some of the queens on her show... they just seem lost. Some of them hardly ever smile or even laugh. I hope that they find happiness because what they are doing really gives me an extreme respect for them. It can't be easy to be so different in such a cruel world. The courage is just astounding to me. If I had that kind of courage in my life just think of things I could accomplish!
I remember when Ru first came out doing the modeling... I thought she was the prettiest thing had ever seen... still do... that smile is contagious. So Ru I have got to be your biggest hetero fan...lol... keep on keepin' on!
Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
The Accident....
When my oldest son was about three I took him shopping at Fred Meyers. I was looking through the clothes and my son would usually stay right next to me. This time he kept creeping around the other side of the rack away from me. Finally I walked up to him and asked "What are you doing?" He just gave me a strange look and then the smell hit me.
I said "Did you go poopoo?" He said "It was an assident.(accident)" I said "Oh man! Ok let's go to the bathroom." So off we went... I got him in the bathroom and got him stripped from the waste down. His undies were so soiled that I just wrapped them in paper towels and threw them out. He had gotten a bit of poo down the leg of his pants so I cleaned him up with soap, water, and copious amounts of paper towels.
When he was clean I set him up on the counter on a paper towel so that he wouldn't decide to do some scuba diving in the toilet while I was working on his pants. So while he sat there naked from the waste down I went to work on cleaning his pants good enough to get us out of the store and home. An old woman in her early 70's, I would guess, walked in.
My son looked at the lady and then points and says "These are my balls." The lady smiled sweetly and said "Yes dear, every lil boys has them." and continued into a stall. I didn't know whether I should die laughing or of embarrassment... so I put his pants on and did both when we got out to the car.
He's going to love me for putting this story on here ... but it's one of my favorites and to this day if he does anything embarrassing I simply have to say "These are my balls." and he slinks off without a word.... lmao I love being a Mom!
I said "Did you go poopoo?" He said "It was an assident.(accident)" I said "Oh man! Ok let's go to the bathroom." So off we went... I got him in the bathroom and got him stripped from the waste down. His undies were so soiled that I just wrapped them in paper towels and threw them out. He had gotten a bit of poo down the leg of his pants so I cleaned him up with soap, water, and copious amounts of paper towels.
When he was clean I set him up on the counter on a paper towel so that he wouldn't decide to do some scuba diving in the toilet while I was working on his pants. So while he sat there naked from the waste down I went to work on cleaning his pants good enough to get us out of the store and home. An old woman in her early 70's, I would guess, walked in.
My son looked at the lady and then points and says "These are my balls." The lady smiled sweetly and said "Yes dear, every lil boys has them." and continued into a stall. I didn't know whether I should die laughing or of embarrassment... so I put his pants on and did both when we got out to the car.
He's going to love me for putting this story on here ... but it's one of my favorites and to this day if he does anything embarrassing I simply have to say "These are my balls." and he slinks off without a word.... lmao I love being a Mom!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
March 24, 2010 - Spiders
I hate spiders! The house I lived in as a teenager had some of THE biggest house spiders I have ever seen. One of these spiders decided to challenge me to a battle one evening...
To get to the kitchen from my room I had to come down the stairs, walk through the living room to the kitchen. On this particular night I was on my way to get a snack, halfway through the living room I see the biggest, ugliest spider. Needless to say it stopped me dead in my tracks. I was paralyzed with indecision... should I go back up stairs or should I kill it and get my snack??
As I was standing there trying to make up my mind the spider turned in my direction and proceeded to come towards me. Being the brave person that I am, I squeaked and jumped on the couch. Now I have never seen a spider come towards a person on purpose... usually they run the other way.... not this spider. He (I know it was a he cuz he had the huge sperm sacks on the front of his face.... which then I thought were protruding eyes.)continued to come towards me, up onto the skirt of the couch to the cushion. At this point I knew he was coming for me.
I jumped off of the couch to a spot nearer to the kitchen, turned, thinking "Ok... he just wanted to get on the couch... it can't be after me." Wrong! He was in the process of climbing back off the couch and heading in my direction. By this point I thought that someone had cast a spell on this evil thing and it was out to kill me.
It got about 2 feet from me and stopped. I just stood there and stared at it thinking "If I turn my back, that's it... it's gonna jump on me and deliver the fatal bite.(I know house spider can't kill you... but hey.. I was a teenage girl... anything can happen when you're 15!)I knew I had to stand there and face it or parish while trying to make a hasty retreat.
Mustering all the courage I could manage, I grab the reference book, turned, leaned over and dropped the book on top of the spider. Wasting no time, knowing that if I did, the spider would hurl the book back at me, I jumped on top of the book and did a lil "Bug Scootin Boogey". I could not bring myself to lift the book and look, so I left it for my Dad to take care of when he got home.
Never again have I had such an epic battle with a spider... but my snack never tasted so good as when it was served with victory.
So... spiders beware... I still have the book.>:P
To get to the kitchen from my room I had to come down the stairs, walk through the living room to the kitchen. On this particular night I was on my way to get a snack, halfway through the living room I see the biggest, ugliest spider. Needless to say it stopped me dead in my tracks. I was paralyzed with indecision... should I go back up stairs or should I kill it and get my snack??
As I was standing there trying to make up my mind the spider turned in my direction and proceeded to come towards me. Being the brave person that I am, I squeaked and jumped on the couch. Now I have never seen a spider come towards a person on purpose... usually they run the other way.... not this spider. He (I know it was a he cuz he had the huge sperm sacks on the front of his face.... which then I thought were protruding eyes.)continued to come towards me, up onto the skirt of the couch to the cushion. At this point I knew he was coming for me.
I jumped off of the couch to a spot nearer to the kitchen, turned, thinking "Ok... he just wanted to get on the couch... it can't be after me." Wrong! He was in the process of climbing back off the couch and heading in my direction. By this point I thought that someone had cast a spell on this evil thing and it was out to kill me.
It got about 2 feet from me and stopped. I just stood there and stared at it thinking "If I turn my back, that's it... it's gonna jump on me and deliver the fatal bite.(I know house spider can't kill you... but hey.. I was a teenage girl... anything can happen when you're 15!)I knew I had to stand there and face it or parish while trying to make a hasty retreat.
Mustering all the courage I could manage, I grab the reference book, turned, leaned over and dropped the book on top of the spider. Wasting no time, knowing that if I did, the spider would hurl the book back at me, I jumped on top of the book and did a lil "Bug Scootin Boogey". I could not bring myself to lift the book and look, so I left it for my Dad to take care of when he got home.
Never again have I had such an epic battle with a spider... but my snack never tasted so good as when it was served with victory.
So... spiders beware... I still have the book.>:P
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Tuesday, March23 2010
This is my 1st blog so I guess I will start by introducing myself. I am a 36 yr old wife and mother. I have Fibromyalgia and am in the process of figuring out what medications best suit me. I need an outlet for my thoughts and and I figured I might be able to entertain people while I rant.
I like to think I'm funny if not a bit cynical. I've been told I'm weird throughout my life and the world need a little more weirdness...so here I am. I'm going to try and put something down everyday... but I make no promises. I will always try to be truthful about my feelings and experiences.
I guess, really, this is just a place for my written diaherria.... no plan just random shit. Oh, and I cuss like a sailor sometimes... hence the "adult content" setting.
Welcome to my journey...hope you enjoy the ride.
I like to think I'm funny if not a bit cynical. I've been told I'm weird throughout my life and the world need a little more weirdness...so here I am. I'm going to try and put something down everyday... but I make no promises. I will always try to be truthful about my feelings and experiences.
I guess, really, this is just a place for my written diaherria.... no plan just random shit. Oh, and I cuss like a sailor sometimes... hence the "adult content" setting.
Welcome to my journey...hope you enjoy the ride.
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