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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Instructional Video on Parenting?

This is what we have become.



When did this happen?

My parents sent me out the door in the morning and I would wander back in the door when I was hungry.  They never showed up at school to argue my grades or tell a teacher they were being unfair because I didn't get an "A" or a prize or a sticker.....

I had to earn it.

The scene with the kid in class.....hanging his head in embarrassment at his mother being there....doing his work for him......answering his questions?

Yep.....I have seen this in real life.....

Hope you enjoy your kid living in your basement
...... for the rest of your life.
They will never leave.

Let them make mistakes.
Let them fail.
Let them lose.

What frightens me most about this commercial though.....

I am frightened that some parents
will use this as an instructional video.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

A Rant: My Mom Says We Come From Monkeys...

A rant of an artist….not a scientist. 
  1.  Where are all the in-between species?  Wouldn’t the monkeys still be evolving?  As we walk down the path of the jungle, why are we not walking from Village Habilis, to Erectus Town and on to Sapiens City.
  2. A tail.  This fact was pointed out to me yesterday.  We lost our tail because we no longer swing through the trees…..    So wouldn’t acrobats still have a tail? Or do they just tuck it in their costumes?  And is this why we are so uncoordinated now?  Is this why my Frog falls down for no apparent reason?  It doesn’t seem like we won on this one.
  3. Jacobson’s organ. This organ is found in most animals and helps detect the pheromones of the opposite sex.  Hmmmm.  I don’t know about you, but I can smell when my man comes home with the kill, whether it be from the deer urine he sprayed on himself while hunting, or the pizza from my favorite takeout joint.
  4.  Natural selection removed our thick hair.  The last time I went to the salon, Betsy did that for me…
  5. Monkey toes.  Come on people!  If we evolved, wouldn’t we still have monkey toes?  Could you imagine how much we could multitask if we still had a thumb on our foot?  Would it be a thumb?  Or would they be called our Fumb, our Big Thumb, our Bigumb?
  6. We open our bananas the wrong way.  Monkeys open a banana from the end, not from the stem.  Try it.  All those yucky strings that people spend another minute pulling off are not there if you open a banana the way a monkey does.  Obviously in evolution, we lost those SMARTS.


Yep….God made me! He made me perfect in His eyes! I am His child!

He knows how many hairs are on my head, and how many hairs Betsy removed for me.

Friday, January 13, 2012

A Rant

   One of the newest items I have been receiving are notices on Facebook called Causes.  I don’t know how these pages are created or who creates them, but I am a little annoyed by them.  I am aware that there are some real causes in the world, country, state and local areas, however, the causes that people seem to join seem to be a little ridiculous.

   Do people research what they are joining and sending money to?  Do you understand what the underlying goal is of an organization is and what they are going to do with your money? 

   The cause that has my panties in a bunch right now is a group that wants to save Military Service Dogs from being euthanized. 

   Okay people, listen.  Don’t you think there is a reason these dogs are being put down?  It is an animal  that has been trained for a specific mission with one goal in mind.  When it is triggered, the dog will complete the mission.  I would not want that dog in my house, around my children, or even around a person I don’t like very well.  They can become violent and aggressive suddenly.  Do you have the specialized training to control that animal? What is the command to turn it off?

   The other part of this argument though is that they are veterans.   How could we do this to our veterans?  They have served and sacrificed for our country!!  Let’s send money to save these dogs!  How about the human veterans?

   Oh, I forgot.  Those cute doggies are so much more lovable than those mean old soldiers who have been trained to just kill little children.  Let’s not even get started down THAT path. 

   Those mean old soldiers have a brain.  They can process between right and wrong.  They have families who want their sons, their husbands, and their fathers back the way they were before they left.  And you are sending your money to a dog?

   By the way.  There is an organization that helps you adopt retired military service dogs.  There are some great dogs out there, if you are qualified to get one.  And they are deserving of a great family so they can enjoy a real doggie life of fetching and loving.

   Okay, I am putting my soap box away for today and I am heading outside to shovel a path so I can hug a tree.