Friday, October 3, 2008

And Then Sarah Palin Invoked Dick Chesney

DISCLAIMER: This is directed at you, Holmes Bailey. If you read this blog post, I apologize in advance for my lack of jounalistic creativity. Some of the statements you read will be ver batim of our earlier converstation. Please forgive me. LOL
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Sarah Palin is good at memorizing.

That was clear last night during the debate between Palin and her Vice Presidential opponent Joe Biden. Many think she held her own and redeemed herself by being able to answer questions in complete sentences.

That's not what I saw.

I saw a woman who was prepared for the debate by memorizing a few answers and was schooled in the 'if-you-don't-know-the-answer, talk-about-something-else' model of exchange. I was shocked, though, that she outright told Gwen Ifill and Biden, in her own special Northern Exposure perky way, that she'd darn well only answer the questions she wanted and was going to ignore them and talk to the American people about the topics she came to talk about. I've never really seen that kind of F- you moment in a national debate.

It was a true Dick Cheney moment. Palin, in a way Cheney has done so many times, was clear in her contempt for her opponent, the moderator, the process and, yes, the American people. Palin was a woman who was convinced that she didn't have to play by the rules. She'd say what she G-D pleased, thank you very much.

Even worse, was her lack of grasp on how the economy got in the situation it is today.

She thinks we can get out of this economic mess by tightening our belts, learning how to be more responsible with our credit cards and trust that John McCain, who has called for deregulation up until a couple of weeks ago, will bring the hammer down on predatory lenders and Wall Street?? Clearly, she needs to do a little more research on her running mate's historical perspective on the evils of government regulation and guidelines and his misguided ability to trust in voluntary compliance.





But here's the thing that really jolted me back to reality when it comes to the McCain/Palin ticket.

Earlier this week, it was clear during the Katie Couric interviews that a woman who wants to be second-in-command of the United States knows nothing about any Supreme Court decisions, maybe not even Roe v. Wade. I don't expect people who haven't gone to law school to be able to answer that question, but if you want to be someone who has influence and sway over the national process and future Supreme Court appointments, you should be able to name a few -- especially, for Palin, a recent one that directly involved her state.

During the vice-presidential debate, it was also obvious that either she doesn't understand the Constitution or doesn't care to. If you were averting your eyes and ears for a quick second, you might have missed it, but Palin announced to the world that, as far as she's concerned, the Constitution makes her not only a part of the executive branch, but the legislative branch, as well.

"The Vice President should have more authority over the Senate if the Constitution would allow it."





So the woman who can't name a case other than Roe v. Wade is now a Constitutional authority??

I think it's time to turn in my Visa and head back to the Great White North, because I don't want to live in a country where a woman like Sarah Palin is a Vice President who will be pushed into the mold of Cheney.

It's scary enough to think of Palin as a heartbeat away from things like having to deal with our current economic crisis or how things are going in Afghanistan. But we DON'T need another administration that will run roughshod over the clear, unambiguous provisions of the Constitution, like Article I:

"The Vice President of the United States shall be President of the Senate but shall have no Vote, unless they be equally divided."

Period. That's it. The only legislative duty of the Vice President. Clearly, Palin didn't watch the John Adams mini-series scene where Adams was horribly put out, as he had to preside over Senate debate, yet remain silent.

My blood pressure was high enough with the economy going in the tank. It wasn't helped by watching Palin's performance in the debate. Her tone, her smirk, her refusal to answer questions about her understanding of substantive issues like the bankruptcy laws and her penchant for winking at the camera, almost made me get out the home BP monitor and stay hooked up for the duration.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Thursday Thirteen

OK, todays list is 13 books I love reading with or too my kids:

1. "Where the Wild Things Are" by Maurice Sendak

2. "Love You Forever" by Robert Munsch

3. "The Giving Tree" by Shel Silverstein

4. "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" by Eric Carle

5. "Where the Red Fern Grows" by Wilson Rawls

6. "Goodnight Moon" by Margaret Wise Brown

7. "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" by C. S. Lewis

8. "Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day" by Judith Viorst

9. "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" by Roald Dahl

10. "The Velveteen Rabbit" by Margery Williams

11. "A Wrinkle in Time" by Madeleine L’Engle

12. "I Love You Stinky Face" by Lisa McCourt

13. "If You Give a Mouse a Cookie" by Laura Joffe Numeroff

I would really love to see what you come up with for your own Thursday Thirteens

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Who Lives In A Pineapple Under The Sea?


The sponge. The yellow sponge. The yellow, square, pants donning sponge. Need I say more? Now, if you know me at all, you know the answer to that. Sponge Bob, where do I begin? He's an odd fellow. He definitely says some things that are questionable, and while he is probably okay for my 8 year old to watch, I am thinking he is rather inappropriate for the 4 year old. This is evidenced by the fact that last weekend my 4 year old called my husbands business associate an 'old coot'. When asked, like so many other times recently, where he picked up this little gem, the answer as always is a resounding "Sponge Bob!"

So, what's a girl to do? Elmo? No dice. Barney? Ummmm...not interested. You see, the curse of the older siblings is that your precious little cherubs begin to see/watch/say things much faster than the previous did. They want to do what the older kids do. My oldest loved Barney until he was about 4 1/2. The second declared Barney 'babyish' at 2. The third won't even give poor Barney the time of day. And so I am left to rely on the one thing that for some inexplicable reason, seems to 'entertain' all three of the kids. The sponge. Now, I am not one to use the television as a 'babysitter'. I've read the articles. I've heard the psychologists and parenting experts declare that this is awful for their fragile little psyches. I know that if they watch more than an hour of t.v a day they are likely to never go to college and possibly become a homicidal maniac. I have to tell you though, there are days where I am willing to take my chances.

We've all seen various t.v shows or commercials where the family is in the kitchen making dinner. The older kids are happily playing checkers at the kitchen table. The little tots are sitting on the floor with plastic spoons and bowls 'helping' mom make a delicious meal. You've seen it? I have too- just not at my house, like, ever. At my house, if I do not properly occupy, my kids will run around in the kitchen, screaming like maniacs (can someone say inside voices?) try to open all the cabinets, try to pull down whatever I am preparing on the counter to examine it, and just generally cause chaos and disarray until my meal is likely ruined, and we end up ordering pizza.

So, I have no choice but to say loudly and proudly; "God bless you Sponge Bob."

Monday, September 29, 2008

They Say It's My Birthday

It's was birthday yesterday! In honor of my birthday, I thought I'd forgo my usually cynical and mildy amusing rantings, in lieu of a list. I am forever making lists at home for everything. If showering isn't on my list, it's not likely to get done. So, in honor of all you birthday mommas 'round the world;

5 Things That Should Be Prohibited By Law on Your Birthday

1. Doing The Laundry
Need I even say that doing the laundry on your birthday is a highly punishable offense. Let it pile!

2. Doing The Dishes
Let someone else do them. Better yet, go out to eat!

3. Working
Seriously, I think it should be written into every workplace manual that one's birthday is deemed and automatic day off -- with pay.

4. Taking Out The Trash
There is just something undeniably un-birthday like about schlepping a big bag (or 10) of garbage to the curb. Unless the trash man's visit is imminent, I'd wait it out.

5. Cleaning Up Toys
You really shouldn't be doing this on any day, but especially not today. While it'll be nice to see clutter free floors for a few moments, unless you're sweeping them up and taking them out within 5 minutes, you'll only end up repeating the process 10 more times. If you have to clean up after them, just wait until after they are in bed.

So, of course I thoroughly intended to enjoy my birthday.....but the best laid plans don't always play out. For starters, my husband was out of town....working in Houston, and the kids decided to be complete Hellions. So really, it was just another day. I suppose that being 32, I shouldn't expect my birthday to be a big deal anymore. But you know, secretly I do. So having absolultely nothing special done on MY big day was kind of a downer.

By the way, it hadn't even got to 10 am yesterday, that I completely broke all 5 of those rules.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

So I"ve finally come to the realization that mom was right

Confession: Sometimes I really, really need a break from the kids.

I love my kids. I adore my kids. The happiness and well-being of my children are my top priority. I am sure most moms reading along with my musings all this time, probably feel the same, or close to it anyway. So, I have to ask, why do we so often feel guilty if we want or need time away from our kids? Why are we taken to task by some about our 'parenting commitment' or our 'family values'? It is ridiculous I tell you.

I tell you boldly that I want some time away from my kids! Yes, I think that it is perfectly acceptable, dare I say even necessary, for a woman to have portions of her life, of her self, that are separate from that which she shares with her children. This is not a sin. This is not bad parenting. In fact I think it is quite the contrary. I think a little 'me' time every once in a while makes a much more happy, secure, focused mommy!

I am not talking about two weeks alone in the south of France. I am talking about an hour or two to go out to dinner with the girls, a few hours a week to go to the gym (ha ha but who does that, right?), or just some time to take a bath, read a book, or as I've said before, watch an uninterrupted segment of Days of our Lives . Is this really too much to ask?Apparently for some moms, it is. My hubby is petty good about this stuff, in as much as I will usually get an 'ok' if I prearrange. But, he still needs a little work. I think they all do.

There is an undeniable guilt factor that many woman (myself included) feel when they are out on their own, or doing something that does not somehow relate to their homes or their family. I am here to tell you that it is OKAY to take a little time to just be who you are. Time not to be Mrs. so and so, or so and so's mommy; time to just be Michelle, or Susan, or Kim, or whoever who are/were before you had kids. I knew it was dramatically apparent that we as moms were getting desperate for time away, when my friend told me that she was excited about her upcoming gynecologist appointment because it meant that she could leave hubby with their two kids for a couple of hours. Now this is desperation people!

Heck we've gotten to the point where we are satisfied when our 'me time' is made up of grocery shopping, doctor's visits, heck even dental work is seeming appealing to some at this point. This is not acceptable! So I would ask you, implore you, to take time out this weekend to do something that is JUST for you. Take an afternoon, an hour, or 10 minutes, but do one thing that you can completely and totally claim as your own. Then let me know if it doesn't make you feel at least a little bit better!

Do it for me, since I can't. My "me" time will have to wait until hubby makes it back from Houston......whenever that may be.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen Sayings that reflect an attitude of success

1. Be realistic, plan for a miracle.

2. Successful people give more than they receive.

3. Happiness is a choice.

4. Trust your instincts.

5. The things you own end up owning you.

6. Spend your time with admirable, successful people.

7. The most important job you will ever have in your life is raising your children.

8. Forgive everyone and everything, including yourself.

9. Confront your fears. Overcoming them reaps rich rewards.

10. Let go of trying to control things you have no control over.

11. You can travel as far as you want, one step at a time.

12. Allow yourself to wallow in positive thoughts.

13. If you lay down with dogs, you get fleas.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Grocery Shopping Nightmares

You know what is no fun? Grocery shopping with 3 kids in tow. You what is less fun then that? Doing the aforementioned activity while sick. You know what might be described as the least fun activity ever? Doing the previous, while sick, and on the first day of your period. Yay!This my friends is a major, and I mean major, undertaking. The whole event takes literally hours.

I have 3 children. I have been doing this parent thing for almost 12 years now. While I have my moments of panic and insecurity, I think that for the most part, I am getting it down to a science. I tell you though, the events described above are enough to shake the confidence of even the most self-assured parent. It goes a little something like this.

25 minutes to dress myself (if you call brushing my teeth and throwing on sweats dressing) and the little one. The older two are on their own (This does not count sock and shoe finding and wrestling time).

5 minutes for potty.

10 minutes to lay down the rules for shopping, repeat them three times, then have everyone ask what the rules were again.

10 minutes to find shoes and socks.

10 minutes to get them on.

5 minutes for potty again.

5 minutes to gather purse and keys

10 minutes to find and put back on the shoes that came off while I was getting my stuff together.

10 minutes to load them up, strap them all in, and get out of the driveway.

ARE WE THERE YET????
I HAVE TO GO POTTY!!!

5 minutes to unstrap and remove everyone.

5 minutes to go to potty.

68 minutes of actual shopping time. This does include the trips back down 3 aisles I already visited, but I forgot stuff because I was trying to keep the boys from fighting and of course, putting the baby's shoes on again.

10 minutes of cries of "can I get ___________??????"

10 minutes to check-out.

15 minutes to load everyone back up in their seats, strap them in and get all the groceries into the car.Yes folks, if you are keeping tabs we are indeed at over 3 hours! And the answer is no, I have not unloaded or put away anything yet!

10 minutes to drive home.

5 minutes to get the darn Wii to work so I can occupy the kids while I am putting stuff away.

And last, but of course not least, 15 minutes to actually put away all of the groceries and rid myself of various bags, boxes, containers, etc.

By this point I need not merely a nap, but I think perhaps a hospital bed. Let's not forget I am pretty sure I have walking pneumonia again at this point.

Some people think it so easy having kids. Of course, they are generally the people that don't have any! You know the ones I mean. The ones who glare at you in the market as you wipe the snot mixed with lollipop stickiness off of your baby (with your sleeve). The ones who offer such wise and totally unsolicited advise to you in the checkout line.

I tell you I can not wait, I mean I relish in the very thought of the day that these people reproduce! I just know that they are going to have multitudes of little misbehaved beast-children running amok! I can't wait.

I promise to offer them all of my excellent, unsolicited, mommy advice when I see them in line at the market.

Forever 21

Today is Dagan's 22nd birthday.....a birthday he won't get to celebrate in this earthly plane.  A birthday he will instead celebrate...