two months later…

i am resilient and determined as well as lost, terrified, and alone.

nothing else to say about life yet.

freaking hilarious

RNC in 60 seconds

no. no. no.

come on, people. don’t be stupid. her vagina and her sexy glasses do not mean we should make her vice president. she’s an insanely scary conservative christian who seems to only know how to be an ass, and has no real ideas or policy statements of her own. jesus christ, people. please don’t do this to our country again. wasn’t 8 years of bush stupidity enough?

i’m not saying obama is going to fix everything, but i sincerely believe he will not make it worse.

i believe it was albert einstein that said:  Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I’m not sure about the former.  i agree, big Al.  I agree.

conventions

I like this bubble chart from the NY Times. Do you think the republicans didn’t ever say character because they don’t have any? And…should I feel slighted because i missed out on ‘hockey mom’ talk by only watching the DNC? The terrorist number was interesting. Wonder if it is mandated by homeland security. Say it more than 8 time and you’re sent to Guantanamo? And for all the talk about democrats being tax mongers, the republicans sure talk about ‘em.

Oh…and i did catch just a few minutes of Giuliani the other night. Anyone think he looked frickin’ crazy? That chuckling made me think he was possessed.

michelle obama

if i am proud of my family and my circle of friends, if i am proud of my own accomplishemnts, if i am even proud of some of the accomplishments of my community and people who live in it, that i do not direcly inteact with, does that mean i have to be ‘proud to be an american”?  I answer that with a resounding no!

In the elevator today, a colleague told me he wasn’t sure about her (meaning M.O.) b/c she said she wasn’t proud to be an american.  I replied, immediately, staring coldly into his eyes “I’m not proud to be an american”.  I think I scared him a little bit.  hehe.

But I’m not.  Really. In order to be  proud to be an american I would need to be happy about our global presentation and the way that we conduct ourselves on the world stage.  I would have to feel that, as a country (show through our leadership), we have integrity and compassion,  and that we use our ridiculous economic wealth to afford opportunities to those within our country, as well as beyond its borders.  I’m not proud to be an american by these standards…AT ALL.  And, in my opinion (which i’m allowed to put here without fear of reprisal b/c this is my blog) anyone whose says they are is deluding themselves and living in an elitist, privilege filled bubble, where everyone is white (or at least acts like it) and pretends to be happy.

so rock on, M.O.  keep up the good work and keep questioning the ideals and assumptions of this fucked up country we live in.

I hate Grand Rapids.

Yep…hasn’t changed…STILL detest this place.

a sunday list.

a few things that annoy me:

1.  i have to go to work tomorrow.

2.  i think my money is getting sucked out of my bank account by a money monster.

3.  jes and kt and dan all moved away this spring/summer.

4.  i haven’t been to a book club or mama collective in like 6 months.

5.  i am in search of community in this god forsaken city (again…) b/c the peeps i have surrounded myself with up to now keep leaving (both physically and emotionally).

A few things that make me smile:

1.  my kids came back from a-lo’s house this afternoon.

2. i realized when i don’t drive to iowa city every 2 weeks that the drive there and back in a long weekend isn’t all that bad.

3. there are still 2 weeks of summer left to spend with my kids.

4. the sun will rise again tomorrow.

5. i’m going to watch harry potter movie #5 with eleanor tomorrow.  and it is going to be awesome.

6. ben lost two teeth and he looks really damn cute…and old.

WTF?

it takes a whole hell of a lot (unfortunately) to make me gasp at news most days; no matter how ridiculously horrendous it ends up being. this, however, made me want to puke. literally, puke (and never get on a greyhound bus again).

just in case anyone was wondering

CONTROL IS AN ILLUSION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

give it up, baby…give. it. up.

damn. cute. shoes.

yes, i am a shoe whore; i went to iowa ciy and came home with these:

and kudos to jes for finally joining us here on the dark side: