Staying positive....

I try to stay positive as much as I can. There are far too many people who would rather see me wallowing in misery and being unhappy, but I don't like to be there often or for long periods of time. I vent my frustrations here in "writing", I express my distaste for someone to their faces if it's worth my time or effort, I vent to my Puppy Guts and my friends and I've learned to let a lot of things go because I'd much rather be moving forward.

I have also learned to try not to take into myself, the negativities of others around me. I'm not talking about feeling a friend's sorrow when they're sad or a loved one's anger when they're mad. I am talking about the feng shui destroying self hate that some people have and feeling that they have to ruin everyone else's day. The negative Nellies that are bound and determined to see everyone else around them as miserable as they are. The sad saps who revel in the misery of others. There really is no use stooping to that level and belly crawling through the muck to meet them eye to eye. It's really rather pointless. I've found that it's best to leave them in their own filth because nothing I say or do can help them up, especially when they want to be and choose to stay there. There really is no one to save them from themselves except for themselves.

Does that mean I'm a happy camper full of sunshine and rainbows and total positivity all the fucking time? Hell no! Anyone who knows me well enough knows that I can have my bad days lumped in with the good. I'm just like everyone else in that respect. But unlike everyone in that category, I have learned to take steps in recognizing things in myself that lead to the negativity and either fixing it or letting go of it. It's not always easy and I don't always succeed, but I am getting better at it and it is starting to work. I never expected to have changes in my life happen overnight. I knew that the road was going to be long and tough, but I'm doing it. And I'm doing it with my head held high and a smile on my face. Well, most of the time. :)

Snuggle time....

Sometimes, there's nothing like a solid snuggle time with a pet, or your child or your sweetheart. There's nothing like it. It's a silent sharing of emotions and love at a thousand miles a second, showing love through osmosis and it's awesome, isn't it? I'm gonna go get me some. :3

"Sleepovers".....

Every kid has nightmares sometimes and freak out. I'll wake up to find a bed roll on my floor in the morning, with a child lump curled up and fast asleep in it because, apparently, said child had a bad dream that scared him. It's kind of sweet. He comes to mama and feels everything will be better. I am the vanquisher of bad dreams. It's especially cool when it's the teen on a bed roll on the floor.... :)

Baby sister.....

 With four kids, things are ALWAYS going on. And although they ALL do get along, the three boys usually end up arguing or sniping at each other about something at some point in time. It doesn't last long and they end up going back to what they're doing until the next little spat, but that's siblings for ya...

Then there's baby sis..... She is still small enough to have her brothers' hearts and minds, and take they all happily take turns "playing princess" with her or "dollie party" with her or "castle party with" her or "tea party" with her and it's really rather amusing to see. They cook in the play set kitchen making all sorts of nommy pretend food and they throw a a big party with her dollies and stuffed animals. Adorable. And I revel in it now.

I know that all too soon though, Mini Doom won't be "the cute little sister", the sweet little "menace in pink" (a loving pet name). She's going to become the "tag along", the "pain in the butt", the "MOM! Can you please tell her to stop following me??!??" and I'm afraid that she's going to take it rather hard. Having had the spotlight her entire life being the youngest AND only girl child, that shift is going to be rather harsh.

I feared that her fragile little ego would shatter..... But then I gave it a second thought.... Her? Fragile little ego? I don't fucking think so. As long as I stay on the path to raise her as my little warrior princess, things shouldn't be so much about ego or it being fragile. She will be that "cool little girl" that some will want to be around, but others, with the smaller minds, will shy away from. And when all of my kids are grown, she won't be so much "baby sister" but "younger sister" because I'll not have her growing up to be a sissy baby.

Goals....

I have set a lot of goals for myself. Some are realistic, while others (like taking over the world...) might not be as realistic.... The realistic goals I have set for myself are basically the baby steps towards my long term plans and although there are obstacles and stuff, I'm making my way along. It's cool. The unrealistic stuff though?

I waffle back and forth about whether I want to take over the world. Some days yes, some days no... It depends I guess. Yes, it's probably the MOST unrealistic goal I have set for myself, but I'm still allowed to dream. The closest I ever got to ruling over a world was raising brine shrimp or sea monkeys years ago. They were for food for a salt water tank that I had. I felt like a god. I controlled when they got light and when they didn't. I controlled who lived and who died, who got sacrificed to the "lesser gods" in the salt water tank. I controlled their environment and when it was time for an apocalypse and dump the bucket and recreate a new world. I imagined that they had built altars and shrines with my likeness in them. And that they worshipped me and prayed to me and stuff like that. A whole civilization revolving around me, their GOD. It was kind of strange. I know that I was WAY over thinking the whole thing and it WAS during a time when I think the most nutritional thing I got was the milk in the excessive amounts of coffee I was drinking and I was probably only sleeping about two to three hours a day, so.... Yeah. :sigh:

Yes.... I've always been like this.....

Food sharing....

I don't share food. It takes a lot for me NOT to stab someone in the hand with my fork when people reach over onto my plate to "taste" what I'm eating. I'm not quite sure if it's a pet peeve or a quirk or just an "eww" thing or the fact that I don't like to share, but I don't like to share my food. It's not like I don't EVER share my food. I will with little kids and stuff. They're alright. I could sit somewhere all day and eat whatever with a kid or a bunch of kids and take turns nomming a something. But if a big person tries to reach onto my plate? I will cut a bitch. Maybe it's the difference between having someone take the nom and not me giving it to them. I don't know. But I really have issues with it. I can share a bite with Puppy Guts too. Like, if we go out somewhere to eat, we'll each get something different and we'll "tasty bits" each others food and yay! It's a lot of fun and we get to enjoy different tasting noms. It's great. But if someone else tries to cross the personal space of my plate and invades the privacy bubble that should contain only me, my plate and my eating utensil, there are going to be problems. I have been known to stab people with a fork, a knife, a chopstick a spoon, or whatever else I happened to have in my hand at the time. If I didn't have anything in my hand, I'd bite. What can I say. I don't like to share food. It's mine.

Finder's keepers

There a pretty loose "finder's keepers" rule here at this house. I post things up on Ebay that I find lying around or on one of the many excursions down into the scary, creepy, booby trapped storage areas and if I am able to bring them to safety, it's mine. The kids also have this kind of "finder's keepers" rule, although it's a bit more serious.

With four kids and four kids worth of stuff lying around, someone is always going to "find" something. It got to the point where I did away with the finder's keepers rule because there were so many arguments about what was who's and shit like that. I also instituted a NEW rule regarding that kind of shit. If one of the kids finds something that isn't theirs, either leave it or give it back to whoever it belongs to. If I find it, it's getting confiscated or thrown out.

It's funny because I don't think I've ever seen the house so clean and free of stuff lying around.... :) YAY! It worked! A small victory!

Inner Turmoil....

Inner turmoil is basically a conflict that you're having with yourself and there never really IS a clear cut winner is there? Either way, one side of your "ego" loses. Do you or don't you? Should you or shouldn't you? Are ya gonna or aren't ya gonna? Oh my Bacon? What the fuck to do, what the fuck to do??!?? GAAAAAH!!
Then you throw in the "Murphy's law" factor. Pfft! That freaking Murphy guy.... Asshole. There's just no winning is there....

Toe stubbing.....

Stubbing one's toe is never pleasant. Actually, it sucks ass. I can't stand the pain and the unpleasant sensations that follow afterwards. That is the kind of pain that radiates everywhere if you REALLY did a good job of it.

Sometimes, in my haze of pain, I imagine (or hallucinate) that my toes are actually like little people and the stubbed toe is like a hit and run victim or something. And like, the other toes have to call the toe police and investigate the crime scene and send the injured toe to the toe hospital. The witness toes are then questioned and the situation gets sorted out enough to have some coherence to be a plausible story of what actually happened. Then the offender is apprehended and has to go to toe court and ultimately toe prison. The victim toe ends up bandaged and doesn't remember a thing because it didn't see anything and the star witnesses are my kids, who were too busy laughing at me anyway because I had a spaz moment and stubbed my toe. (Yeah.... I know.....)

Suffering ANY kind of injury, which is often for a spaz like myself, it kind of makes me feel better, sometimes, to be able to blame something else other than my own two feet. Like, if I fall and hurt myself on something, I like to blame that something for being there and injuring me and come up with another wildly concocted story of what had happened instead of going with, "I tripped on my own two feet and fell face first into the pavement...." It sounds cooler. Whatever. It's a quirk.

Morning.....

Nothing beats a nice restful night of sleep, waking up when you wake up and stretch like you mean it, roll around in the bed and purr and wake up gently and refreshed.....

It happens only a few times a year and that sucks.... :s

Pets....

We have a tendency to keep pets around WAY longer then they're supposed to live. I had a leopard gecko that lived to be 14 years old, We've had bettas live for 5-6 years, our dog Otis is 19....

But inevitably, the time comes when those little pets like fish and lizards and rodents and stuff eventually expire. (Not Otis though.... We have a deal. He has to live forever....) It's never an easy thing when I have to break the news.

I don't get why it is that I am always the one to "discover the body" so to speak, but there you have it. Then again, I'd rather it be me anyway. My dad would probably scar my childrens' psyches forever and my mom would get them all worked up and in a tizzy and feeling worse about the whole thing. But it's never easy to have to tell a child that their pet had expired.

We are down to a betta and Otis now and I'm kind of willing them both to live forever. At this point, I don't know where I would find the strength to have to explain yet again that we have another goodbye to say. It doesn't exactly get easier and although the older boys have a better understanding as to the permanence of death, my little ones still don't quite seem to grasp the concept yet. This can lead to a bit more heartbreak later on when I have to explain that <PET'S NAME> isn't coming back because there isn't a "coming back" after it dies.... It's quite a wretched experience. I mean, I know that I will get the job done if the time should come again, but it's just not easy.

For the time being, I make sure to remind the kids to make sure that they let the remaining animal family members that they are loved and that they spend ample time with them so that there isn't the heartbreak of, "I wish I would have spent more time...." which is probably the worst kind of regret of them all..... :sigh: Yup.... Nemo and Otis are going to have to live forever. That's it.

Why, oh WHY?!??

It seems to me that the God given rights we had as Americans when our forefathers first founded this country are not the same rights that we have these days. The subtle changes that are made to them by each of those elected into office, the slight, "interpretational" changes that are made to them  in our courts by those who are supposed to uphold our laws... They find little tiny loopholes and stuff so that they can make these "slight changes" in the very system that outlines our rights and is supposed to protect us, to suit the needs of individuals instead of thinking about the masses. To sacrifice many for the sake of a few.... I mean, I doubt that our forefathers put together the Constitution in the hopes that it would get "changed" and allow criminals to get away with their crimes because some process in the arrest or whatever could be construed as "unconstitutional" or have our very rights as American citizens be stripped away from us because they're "TOO constitutional".....

This country seems to cater to everyone else except for it's own. We've dumbed down our educational curriculums so that the uneducated, non- English speaking aliens can also feel like they're doing well. We have to press one for English. Don't get me wrong. The U.S. is a place where people of all nations can come to make their dreams happen. To avoid religious prosecutions. To escape tyrannical leaders and impossible living situations. But honestly? Should it be done at the expense of it's American people? My parents were immigrants. My mom and my sister came here speaking no English. And pop came here speaking "This is a pen..." English. But just because they were U.S. noobies, they weren't asking for special help or aid or anything like that. My sister went into an ENGLISH speaking school and struggled for a little while until she learned the fucking language. My mom and dad struggled for a little while, but they learned the fucking language. They worked and paid taxes and did what they needed to do and made their way in the AMERICAN system. The way it ought to be. They embraced the fact that they had come to AMERICA. They respected the fact that they were in America and therefore went along with American law and the American system.

What's the American dream like now a days? Come to the country illegally, apply for government aid, get free money, free food, free housing, free education, free business opportunities, have some anchor babies that the government will pay for too, all at the expense of Americans who are financing it. And get this, these illegals are more entitled to these programs than American citizens are..... It's easier for them to apply for and get accepted into these programs.... The requirements for that? A name that English speaking people have a hard time pronouncing, no social security number, no habla Ingles.... NO OTHER COUNTRY would EVER think of letting outsiders get away with this kind of shit!

I get called all sorts of names for pointing this kind of crap out. Of course, it's generally by those useless hippie dippy types who sit around complaining about needing change, but don't actually DO anything but sit around and complain about it hoping that someone else will take care of what they're whining about to begin with. I get told that I should be more understanding, I should be more sensitive. I should be more reasonable. I should be more tolerant. I should give these people a chance to make changes in their lives and live the American dream.... At the expense of REAL Americans though? Fuck you. I don't want to be understanding. I don't want to be sensitive. I don't want to be reasonable. I don't want to be tolerant.  WHAT I WANT IS MY COUNTRY BACK.

Religion of peace.....

I haven't touched on the subject of what I think about this islam shit for a while. I think I'm gonna today. I think I'm going to "bad touch" the ever loving crap out of it and dry hump it until it starts to feel dirty about itself and feels bad about existing. I think I'm going to molester the fuck out of it and use some bacon fat as lube, no reach around because I see more and more proof of this crap invading our borders and taking a foothold right under our noses and I want it go run to its homeland crying for mama.....

Think about it... We've got halal food in our supermarkets, mosques going up left and right in our neighborhoods, islama friendly garb for men and women in our stores, translations of our books in their scribbly language. They are gaining more wide spread "respect" from other people and tolerance for their practices is starting to be seen.... We have yet to get to public stoning, but there is no doubt that honor killings are happening that we don't see. The genital mutilations of young girls isn't done openly, but there is no doubt that it is happening. The sexual assaults of young girls forced into "marriages" with much older men. They have their own "government" and their own "law" (because they cannot accept the American Constitution since it is based on Bible principles and they believe the Bible to be corrupt...) and it's all  happening behind a wall of "we are a peaceful people"..... Slow little baby steps, creeping into our daily lives almost at an snails pace so that we don't see the gradual changes that are taking place in our own country... But make no mistake, these changes are happening.... They are only testing our resolve and testing the waters to see how far they can push. 

I mean, honestly. Can you imagine what we'd have done if what is happening in the U.S. we were living in 20 or 30 years ago? No, you couldn't because it wouldn't have happened. It's not because we've gotten "smarter" and grown more tolerant of different cultures, it's because they've invaded and MADE us accept it. They used OUR laws meant to protect US, against us. We've become blinded and ignorant. This religion is not so "different" any more. (Because let's face it. People fear "different".) It's become a part of the "mainstream" thing. It's been "different" for so long that it's become "yet another thing that's different". It has become "common".

I mean, it must be nice for these people to basically invade our country and speak their minds about the white devils that we are and they have the correct religion and will see to it that ALL will be bowing down to islam and be muslim or will perish in the changing. And they are protected by OUR laws and are able to do this freely, in OUR country! But if a group of Americans were to speak against the TOTAL BULLSHIT that this islam crap is, they get called racist and it is a "hate crime". We're uneducated morons who haven't a clue as to what the religion is based on. We're ignorant, intolerant, insensitive assholes.... Well then.... Damn skippy, I'm an ignorant, intolerant, insensitive asshole. I hate it and kiss my ass. 

Don't get me wrong. I believe in the first amendment, freedom of speech and religion and all that and I'm all about tolerance and stuff... Really! But isn't it ironic because islam, Muhammed (whom I will here on out refer to as "Mo" because it offends me to have to type out that name), and the q'uran do not allow freedom of religion and expression. Our American democracy and islam simply cannot co-exist. Every Muslim government is either dictatorial or autocratic.... It's their own agenda that they're worried about and they're just going to keep driving forward regardless of the American people. In America, we used to call that a big, "Fuck you!". Take anything and try to force it down our throats and you'd have seen the ugly side of American people. They're playing it smart right now by slowly seeping into our communities and making it palatable and acceptable.... Islamists are working to impose sharia law onto the world. If that happens, Western civilization will be destroyed... It's like this disease that's spreading and we're letting it happen. The American masses are being fed misinformation and people are starting to buy into it. Most people don't realize what's really going on and it's scary.... I'm not claiming to be some kind of expert someone or a professional anything or a super genius something or another... But just open your eyes and take a look around! I'm not talking about this happening just in the U.S.. This is happening EVERYWHERE! Those strong enough to think for themselves are surrounded by an exponentially larger herd of sheeple, with their namby pamby, politically correct, sissy, whiny, cry baby, idealistic ways preaching to those of us speaking up and out about something they haven't a fucking clue about how we need to be more like them and NOT question what the fuck is going on. They are caught up in a web of deceit and lies about it all being a "religion of peace".

Okay, so, why don't I take the time out now and go ahead and break down the information that I had and also the information I have learned over the last couple of years regarding this so called "religion of peace". I am really hoping that my little rant here will help to educate those who may not know what this "religion of peace" is really all about. I mean, anyone who speaks against this shit is an idiot, right? Well then, join me in my idiocy for a little while and then decide. Maybe I can wake a few of you out there up. 

Now, islam is based on some bullshit rantings of Mo, whom some will argue was a great leader, but seriously? When you're a murderous, barbaric, bastard dictator who basically keeps power with use of fear violence and abuse.... Well..... Now, the way I see it, Mo was nothing more than a charismatic, violent and psychopathic pedophile with delusions of grandeur, who was hell bent on genocide and also apparently heard the voice of god. We normally refer to those types of people as "sociopaths with a large side order of schizophrenia". (Hmm....) Now, despite the fact that the muslim community is trying to convince not just us Americans but the world as a whole that they are a "peaceful religious group"... Well, let's break this statement down... Islamic faith is based upon the word of Allah, whose messenger is Mo, right? Are we all following here? Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but seriously.... A historical argument can be made that Mo really was nothing more than a pedophile and rapist, a racist, a murderer, a hate mongering warlord, an all around piece of crap that promoted hate and violence... With a leader like that, do you really think you're going to come up with a "peaceful religion"? Hmm? Now, moving on... As far as the "teachings of Mo" is concerned, it's either Islam or death,  Muslims are to follow the "will of their god" without question or death and anyone who is not all "Islam, YAY!" ...DEATH! 

Oh, don't get me wrong... I've got my own feelings about the other bible based religions too. You know.... Old Testament/ New Testament..... History can go both ways and the atrocities committed by all sides are very real. No one religion can claim any kind of high ground and "morality" over another considering the wrong that was committed by any of those groups "in the name of god". I get that. But islam is one that keeps on going and going and going..... And the deeper you dig, the more disturbing it gets and we are finding that its zealots are nothing more than crazed, brainwashed lunatics, stuck in a cult full of women beating, children abusing, suicidal, maniacs. I mean, my newsfeed is littered with all sorts of pictures and news reports about  how NOT peaceful this cult is. The bloodied dead bodies of children and women and gay men, who were stoned or beaten or beheaded or all of the above. I am talking about pure savagery, by every definition of the word, because it is their way and the word of their god. Peaceful? Really?

Alright.... Alright..... Am I basing all of my judgements regarding this religion because of all of the terroristic acts perpetrated by the "fringe lunatics" of the religion that I see in the news? I mean, I don't need reminding that the other religions have got their own set of "fringe lunatics" and have their own little cults too. But, I'm sorry that this supposed "religion of peace" had been "hijacked" by some radicals, but if islam spent as much time and energy cleaning up it's "own house" and shut down all of the radicals who preach and strive for the "destruction of the infidels" as it did trying to convince the rest of the world how peaceful it was, all while brutally killing their own because of "law" and telling us how we have to be tolerant (while many muslim countries are barbaric by any definition ), the problem between"them" and "us" would solve itself. And if "my house" is so dirty, there's the door. I hope it hits you on the way out.... Nah.... Who am I kidding? I hope it knocks you out the door and down a flight of stairs... Later baby.

Great! Now, I may have touched upon things that may have seemed offensive to some. (Well, Mia, everything you just said so far in this post may be considered offensive to some as well...) So noted. Thanks! Got it! Let's address all this further, shall we? Now, keep in mind the statements I made regarding "islamic faith" so far. Whether we blame "terrorists acting in the name of islam" or blame islam itself for the terrorism attacks not only in the U.S. but other places in the world, the fact remains, "islam" means "peace, only when the entire world says, 'There is no god but Allah and Mo is his messenger'." So, we are to believe that it's the "terrorists" who perverted the message of Mo and thus islam as a whole shouldn't be blamed.... Fine. It still doesn't change some of the American views of islamic religion or muslims and, unfortunately, ANY middle easterner at this point (despite the fact that there are PLENTY of middle eastern CHRISTIANS) because Americans BELIEVE that "them all" are all about the destruction of "the infidels" a.k.a. ANYONE who isn't muslim. And quite honestly, it's hard not to come to that conclusion. 

Now, there is also this whole thing about every piece of land that was conquered by Islam for the last 1,400 years being considered the "House of Islam" and thus has to be taken back from the "infidels". This means France, Spain, Portugal, Lebanon, Sicily, Hungary, the Balkans, the Caucasus, Afghanistan, India, the Philippines, among others. They call this a "defensive jihad". Riiiight... Now, the rest of the world is called the "house of war" and has to be conquered for the greatness of Allah. A different type of "jihad" type thing. Uh-huh... Now, this jihad thing... It is not a "military side", but a duty to every muslim. It is more important than prayer or anything else according to Mo himself and muslims are to follow the "will of their god" without question or death... (Remember that bit?)

Um... So, what message am I supposed to be getting here? Let's sum up... "house of islam" to be taken back from "infidels"... Check. "House of war" needs to be conquered for Allah (trickle down to) Mo (trickle down to) islamic muslims... Check. Jihad, by definition is a holy war waged by muslims against infidels and is a duty to all muslims... Check. ALL islamic muslims are to follow the word of their god without question... Check. I don't mean to sound like a tool here, but I'm feeling a little threatened, aren't you?


Gay? Death. Not islamic? Death. Woman? Clitorectomy, burka, submission, subservience, stoning, DEATH. Don't understand? Death. Like dogs? Death. Masterbate? Death. Drink? Death. Bacon? Death. Some of my most favorite things are listed here... DEATH! And on top of it, they spew all sorts of hate filled bullshit about Americans HERE in the states! Allah forbid (literally) if an American were to go over there and spew hate filled rants about islam. DEATH! And they'll hide behind the veil of "we're a peaceful people... Our religion is one of peace..." because that's the face they want to show until they have gained enough strength... Seriously. Ask yourself this... Have you ever come across something where they talk about NOT killing someone or at the very least claiming that "the infidels will get theirs" when it "goes against their beliefs or supposed law"? You may have your apologizers saying, "We're so sorry about what some of those extremists are doing.... That's not what our religion is about...." but when you break it down..... Well. It kinda is. (And as I had stated before, the bible isn't better and does have it's own set of fringe lunatics, but that's not what I'm on about here right now, so....)

What I'm getting at is that I think the whole 9/11 thing was just the tip of the iceberg. If you think about it, they got away with it. The people preaching this shit are all over the place yapping about how the rest of the world needs to be tolerant and accepting and understanding... And they're getting it. They're all "Don't be hatin' 'cuz we muslim... Don't be hatin' 'cuz we islamic... WE didn't cause the terrorism 'n' stuff!" and we're buying into it... Allowing them to lay low... The Twin Towers thing was such a surreal event even as it was happening. I get it. It was impossible to believe that is was going on at first. It seems, now, it's just a faded memory and eh.... Something like that can never happen again...... Pfft... Silly rabbits. And now with this socialist muslim asshat in the Oval Office. (I've explained it HERE.)

Something bigger is coming and I don't think it's going to be "local" but "global"... And not just a  little. We need to get the word out, we need to stay sharp, we need to stay focused,  we need to be on the alert because we're starting to settle back into a "comfort zone" and that's bad. Not to sound paranoid, but they're EVERYWHERE, embedded deep, all over the world and ultimately, that's what they want.  Not just an islamic state, but an islamic WORLD. They know how to push, where to push and know our weaknesses. They have no problems sacrificing their children, their women, their elderly. It could be anywhere. It could be any time. They will target us where it hurts most and shatter us from the inside. THAT is their way. Show peace until they are strong enough to fight and win. The very thing that cowards do.

Please, correct me if I'm wrong... But it's going to take a lot of convincing to get me to believe that all of the above is not correct... Educate me, if you think you can, but a word of warning.... I have a diminutive attention span, little left in my patience reserve and only one or two fucks left to give and they're reserved for something else. Saddle up bitches! This is going to be quite a ride!

Chain Letters.....

I live on the edge here people..... Chain letters? Yeah. I break the chains.... I've never died. I've never had people around me die. I've never caught Dengue fever or gotten cancer. I haven't turned into a gerbil or a porcupine. I haven't ever had such a terrible string of bad luck that I didn't recover from. WTF....

I'm not sure about the whole aura of mystery that surrounds these things. It seems absolutely ridiculous to me but I suppose feeding on the superstitions of people is relatively easy. Nobody wants to be encased in a bubble of bad luck nor have the feeling that they are. And of course all of THAT shit is psychosomatic anyway.

I will continue to not forward chain letters and be the one to break the chain because I seriously don't have time for that shit, and besides, I don't think I know enough people who would take that shit seriously either.

Meh.... Whatever. Chain letters are stupid anyway...... Knock on wood.... ;)

9/11/2012

Here we are again... Eleven years after this tragic event when thousands of lives were blinked out in moments, scarring American history forever. A terrible moment when everything stopped, and all eyes were on the Twin Towers. I don't know of anyone, who was alive and old enough to remember, who doesn't remember what they were doing, where they were and what went through their mind. A moment that is frozen forever in my mind and probably will be for the rest of my life.

It's weird looking back on that day and remembering the impact it had on me and how much it affected me and the devastation that I felt. It sucked more because I saw a lot of the "I'm more affected by this than you" drama, living right in the tristate area. The one-up man-ship was disgusting. To these people, it wasn't about a tragedy that affected our nation. It wasn't a tragedy that affected the families and REAL friends of those who lost a loved one or loved ones that day. It was about them and how sad they and they alone were and let's focus on them. In the weeks that followed, everyone jumped on the American Pride bandwagon and they had some item they were selling in order to profit from this tragedy. It made me sick. I am not talking about the real American pride. The "Don't mess with America! Now you're gonna get it" pride. That sense of true pride that banded our nation together. And how quickly that faded over time.... Sad.

On that day, eleven years ago, it's also very strange to me that remember what I was thinking, I remember so vividly everything about that day. This is quite a rarity for me because I forget what I have for breakfast most mornings, but this day is as crystal clear to me today as it was when everything was happening.

I will be taking a quiet day, staying away from news reports and the happenings of that day and go into my closet of solitude. I have a hard time enough dealing with what happened on that day and it really does a number on me having to relive that whole day multiple times a day because of the continuous loops of news footage from that day. I hate that this day has become a fanfare event instead of a solemn one and I'm actually crying as I type this up, being flooded with all of the emotions that I felt that day.  I will spend the day sorting through everything rattling around in my mind and it's probably going to be the only thing that I am going to get through and get done today.

Regardless of what your feelings were on that day,and what they are now,  I only ask that you take a moment, a brief moment to say a little something that lets the people who died that day know that we are thinking of them. I know that this will be a day that I will be doing exactly that. Praise be to our brave and courageous first responders who ran in when others came screaming out. Praise to those who tried to thwart the original plans of those piece of shit terrorists. Prayers for the innocents who's lives were blinked out in a matter of moments. Just take a moment, please.

NFW!

If I had told you eleven years ago today that the next day, we would be seeing a great tragedy happen on U.S. soil and it is going to rock the world off it's feet, I'm thinking no one would have believed me. I don't think I would have believed me. The biggest scandal was the Chandra Levy/ Gary Condit thing and the nation was busy with that whole shit. Remember that? A girl was missing and some then married douchewad politician was thought to be the prime suspect in her disappearance and it was some huge scandal and shit like that. THAT was the big news of the week. I mean, we had O.J., and Jon Benet, you know what I mean. Nobody would have guessed that something WAY bigger than that was going to happen. It was all the rage to be up to date on what was going on with "that poor Levy girl".... How quickly she was forgotten.... On the morning of September 11, 2001, so much changed....

Here we sit again, on the eve of what was a great tragedy in American history. Please make sure that you take a moment tomorrow to remember all those who were killed that day, to say a little prayer for them and to remember.

Are you fucking serious??!

So, in going over the new "rules of conduct" for school, I've come across some doozies. I mean some REAL winners.... It's great. Today, I would like to take the time to share some of them with you and discuss with you why they're so fucking stupid. Groovy. Let's start, shall we?

No hats. Burkhas and those beanies that jewish men wear and stuff like that is okay, but my son isn't allowed to wear a baseball cap. EVER! In fact, they shouldn't even have them. It might signify that they are a part of some gang culture and the administration doesn't like promoting that in the schools. Um.... Well, I have to say, I thought this was a fucking joke at first, but apparently, it's not. The hats might cause the children to want the gangstah life and carry gats and crap and stuff like that. It wouldn't be because some parents are fucking morons and let their kids run free or are wannabe gangstahs themselves or whatever. It's the fucking hats. Beware the mother fucking hats, god dammit! It'll turn your kids into gangsters or hoodlums. If they have hats and wear them, it might already be too fucking late! They're probably already gangsters. Yup.... Beware of those fucking hats. They'll suck the goodness out of your children.... Fucking hats!

No water bottles or open containers of anything are allowed on school grounds. Apparently, kids were found with liquor in soda bottles, soda cans, water bottles and those styrofoam coffee cups and getting trashed in school.... I can't even begin to tell you how disturbing I find that.... I guess it's not a stupid rule, but instead of trying to come up with a method of prevention, like showing kids actual pictures of what happens to drunk drivers, or what cirrhosis of the liver looks like for real, or any kind of actual blood, guts, gore, and REALITY, it's just better to say, "We ban it all together so that IF something should happen, our asses are covered!" These people have our children for about 7 or 8 hours a day, Monday through Friday, but their main concern isn't about the children. It's about covering their own asses. Not about actually teaching the children about the realities of life.... Let's put a ban on something and make it MORE alluring to the kids. Fuck all what the consequences of that is. Their asses are covered. Make no mistake about that. A sobering thought that brings me no comfort whatsoever.

There is a dress code... Okay. Understandable..... But get this:
Boys HAVE to wear shorts that come down to their knees..... (It says NOTHING of them NOT being allowed to let their jeans hang down to them.)
Students wearing T-shirts with pictures or captions that are deemed "offensive" by staff (at their discretion) will be asked to leave the class and report to the "time out" room. Apparently, a T-shirt with Cartman saying "Respect mah authorit-I" is acceptable to all but ONE teacher in the school.... She found that offensive.... ( I make sure now, that when having to storm the school, I wear a shirt that has at least one FUCK word on it.... I'd like to see them try to send me to the time out room....)
Girls wearing anything that reveals their navel will be asked to cover up (although it says nothing of the low cut shirts and the cleavage they reveal...). Skirts must come down to above the knees (except on Halloween and school socials and winter and/ or spring concert. Then it's okay...)
NO team colors or team logos. (Because we shouldn't encourage sportsmanship and being part of a team...) Hurray for a dress code! Fucking retards.....

Fighting is not and will not be tolerated. Nor will bullying... No tolerance at all for any of that kind of shit.... Oh, but don't hold the school responsible for it should it occur, paperwork will be filled out about it, but nothing will actually be done about it. REGARDLESS of how it happened or who did what or what happened, no sides will be heard, everyone will be punished so that the school won't have to deal with it and more paperwork will be filled out and a report will be written. If it should happen again, the school will hide behind it's paperwork and point out how complete and well written their reports are. Students are NOT allowed to defend themselves ever, and should report any bullying type activity to a teacher, who will promptly tell the student that it didn't happen and to get over it. More paperwork will be filled out and more reports will be written.

ANY violation of the (fucktarded) policies will result in hemming and hawing by the school, vaguely threatening phone calls home about the possible (illegal) suspending of the child, and even more paperwork that will be filled out by administration followed up by yet another report written about said incident. Ooh..... A report.

It's all pretty full of awesome. None of these rules really do anything to protect the children from anything. It's really all a matter of lip service to cover the school's collective ass because at the end of the day, there certainly are never any results when something DOES "get done about it". Nothing gets done about it. Ooh.... Except for some complete, really well written, grammatically correct, properly punctuated reports. There will be a lot of those. We can't forget THOSE. :eye roll:

Please be patient....

Whether it's my crass nature, my potty mouthed rants, going off on some tirade about touchy subjects, my excessive use of the "FUCK" word, or whatever, apparently, I might be offending some people... My job there is done.

For those I haven't quite offended yet? Stick around. :)

No child left behind....

I'd like to rant today, about this "no child left behind" bullshit. What's it being called now. "Common core"? Same shit, different package if you ask me. I have MANY issues with it and even more issues with the people who are blindly thinking that it works so well and think that's it's a fabulous thing and yay! "Hurray for thinking of the next generation! Finally! A system that's going to work!" Wake up you ass hats! The fact is, our children are becoming more stupid and this new generation is suffering because of this idiotic program.... Let me explain:

The "No Child Left Behind" campaign sounds great on the outside. It's basically a "program" that was "instituted" so that all children would receive the same "quality" of education.  It was started so that all children would have the same opportunities to do well in school. Education for all! It sounds wonderful, doesn't it? Hurray for rainbows and unicorns and fluffy kittens and baby pandas!

The reality: The school curriculums are continually being dumbed down to meet the needs of the lowest common denominator so that all the children in the schools can be at the "grade level", regardless of whether they are or they're not. They don't encourage that competitive feeling in the classrooms any more. Their reason? Well, some of the children might get their feelings hurt because they might not do as well as others in the class. The actuality is, if they did encourage a competitive feeling in the class, it would definitely show that the program isn't worth a lick of spit because it would show that there were still children who weren't at "grade level".... Yup! Instead of having winners and losers, like how life REALLY is, we're just going to make EVERYONE winners "because that's the fairest way to do things". Yeah.... Because life is so fair. In short, the original curriculums are the cut and sliced version of what a real education used to be so that no one's feelings get hurt.

Math is no longer math because apparently "the journey to get to the answer" is more important than the answer. Excuse me, what the fuck? Math is a mother fucking constant. 1+1=2. There's no fucking journey, there's no stopping for gas, there's no skipping around a fucking rose bush and no petting the fucking cows. 1+1=2. That's it. Fucking done. It's not a creative path, it's not visionary or imaginative. 1+1=2. Math is a constant and is a universal language throughout the world because no matter where the fuck you go, 1+1=2. Well, except in the U.S. where, apparently, the answer could be "potato" or some shit because it's not about the fucking answer, but the journey. Fuck that noise.

Social studies and history? It's no longer what I remember it to be. It's actually a sad excuse for it. It's all about teaching our children about tolerance. The tolerance for this country going to hell in a handbasket while it gets taken over by pinko commie bastards who would rather see us helpless, powerless, penniless and suffering because we'd be easier to control that way. They're being taught to tolerate those who would rather see "the American way of life" dead. Teaching our kids to tolerate and roll over and accept. It's pretty sad. Start them off in school and spoon feed them this "tolerance" crap and tell them that "This is life!", all while setting them up for failure in their futures. But by then what difference would it make? There would be more government power over the people and others running our lives for us, telling us how to think and what to think. It's easy.... Yup.... That's what's happening!

Even American history is NOTHING like the American history I learned back in my day. The American history I learned instilled pride in my country. It helped me to understand the greatness of our country. That it wasn't handed to us. Our forefathers worked, fought, bled, and died. It was earned. And we learned important values from those lessons. Now? Not so much. It's so watered down that it resembles nothing of what it once was. I mean, we can't offend the foreigners in the classroom sitting in with our AMERICAN children. These foreigners may not feel the same way about the country that they came to, that provided them with a new life under its protective wing. Apparently, we should be showing our children that even though they are the Americans, others from other countries have more rights, freedoms, protection, and access to everything that our government provides, than they do. We should be teaching our children to tolerate those who hate Americans and the American way of life, while those who hate Americans and the American way of life are being taught at home to continue to hate Americans and the American way of life.  THAT'S the reality of what's happening in our schools people! That's what's getting taught! (Ironic, isn't it? People from all over the world come here and make a life for themselves, but some hate everything about it here.... I don't understand why they don't go the fuck back to wherever the fuck it is they came from if they find it so fucking miserable here... I wish they would.)  Anyway, I guess the goal there is to make sure that it's all made as palatable as possible for the next generation, creating mindless sheep in the classrooms so that as they grow into adults, they are easier to control. Meanwhile, some of those being catered to are being taught at home to bide their time as the United States destroys itself from the inside, while others are being taught to wing it, the government will provide and they will have somewhere else to flee... All the while, we, as a whole, sink ourselves further down the rabbit hole, via the next generation because we're allowing it to happen. So, of course I shouldn't be bitter. Of course I shouldn't be angry. Pfft!

Basically, our children's education has been compromised to suit the needs of others, which really doesn't sit well with me. I don't like the idea that my kids may not be getting 100% of what they should be learning. I don't like the idea of hearing nothing but excuses, and seeing no results from the administrations of the schools. I don't like the idea of hearing pathetic reasons as to "why things have to be this way" but not getting any real answers. I really hate hearing useless teachers justifying their existences in the school and them drawing a salary, when, truth be told, they shouldn't be. The fact of the matter is, this "program" is just a lazy and effortless way out. And instead of committing to educating the children, OUR children, and taking the time and making the efforts to do so, it's being made easier for administration and staff, all while cheating our children out of a proper education. And I shouldn't be pissed? I shouldn't question it? I get to be asked, "Well, how do YOU think it should be handled?" :cracks neck, flexes fingers and sneers:

Well.... When I get asked, "How would you handle it?", they always get a fuckin' answer. They don't like it, but they get a fucking answer. My response to them usually goes a little something like this:

Firstly, it's not my fucking job to "handle it". I wasn't the one who was hired to do said job. You were. I'd LOVE a gig where I would get paid to do nothing like you. Now, since it seems you're asking for my advice, I'll give it to you. No, shut the fuck up, you asked for it. Now you're gonna get it. And yes, I do think the use of the word FUCK is appropriate in this situation. This is about my children's education that this system is fucking up for them. It's fucked up and fucking ridiculous. And yes, "Fuck" is the perfect word. I think it encompasses my feelings about how seriously I am fucking taking this. Please don't fucking interrupt me again.

How about if we were to stop worrying about EVERYONE ELSE'S feelings and start thinking a little closer to home and making sure that OUR children are being better educated and that OUR children's needs are being met and OUR children are being catered to. Why should my kids have to hear something first in English, then in Spanish? Fuck that noise! How about if we stop with all of this namby pamby, sissy baby, "politically correct" shit (which is just a term used for whiny pussies who need shit sugar coated....) and go back to the OLD curriculums where math is math and literacy is literacy and history is history and all the kids learn everything in fucking English and everything is taught the way it's supposed to be taught and fuck hurting the feelings of the people who can't embrace being a part of THIS country or just don't give a shit.

How about we stop making excuses for the dumbasses and not say that a wrong answer is a "creative process" and just call a wrong answer a wrong fucking answer. Where winners are winners and losers are losers. Where "competitive" is a good thing and isn't classified as a "bullying behavior" because some kids can't keep up. How about if we stop catering to the lowest common denominator and instead of slowing everything up for everyone, we give help in our schools to get those lowest common denominators up to speed, but ONLY TO THOSE WHO WANT IT AND ARE WILLING TO WORK FOR IT. Who gives a shit whether some non-English speaking little shit, who feels entitled to an education, isn't going to work with the system because he feels that he should be catered to. I certainly wouldn't give a shit if he remained uneducated. As a matter of fact, send him back to wherever the fuck he came from and make it his own country's problem. Don't keep said little shit around to take up space in our already overcrowded schools. They ought to work for it, not have it handed to them. Why should American tax dollars pay for that shit? We're paying enough through the fucking nose to support anything but Americans. Why should our children suffer for it too?

Why don't we also ask: Why should we have some ignorant little piece of shit who doesn't seem interested in receiving an education at all, hold back the rest of his classmates? If you feel that badly about it, send the little shits to a different room where they are supervised by those useless teachers I mentioned before (hey, let's make them EARN those salaries a little...) and let them be stupid somewhere else so that those who are willing to put in the effort, can get an education. It's what they used to call "grouping". But now, that's wrong. It's not a "politically correct" thing to do and it's hurtful. It promotes competition and it segregates groups of children. (Because that's not like real life...) Apparently, it's better to make all the children ignorant due to an incomplete education because of the "politically correct" method of making sure that even the ones who don't give a shit have something and that NO ONE is feeling left behind. Being competitive is apparently not a good thing. Neither is hard work and rewarding effort and correcting negative behaviors and laziness. No... Let's not nurture the children who actually WANT to learn. Nope.... Let's just make sure that we can reach the minimums on the standardized tests that the children are forced to take every year. Standardized tests that have more to do with the schools and making sure that the schools are doing a mediocre job, so that funding will continue. Nope. Apparently, it's better to let our children believe that mediocrity is okay and that everything should come easy or it isn't worth it. Why should they put in any effort? Just accept that "mediocrity" is the new "achievement". :s We're allowing our children to set themselves up for failure because the candy coated, gum drop realities that they are growing up with and learning now are definitely NOT preparing them for the real, harsh realities that the world is truly made of.

Let's also get rid of this "tenure" thing. Seriously. People teach for X number of years and that's it. They can keep their jobs, their retirement packages, and whatever else just because, and that's whether they're doing a shitty job or not. I mean, what is going to motivate them to do a good job if "what they've worked for" is going to be intact no matter what. I'm thinking that there should be a Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads and a competitive feel in the teaching field also, to ensure that our kids are getting the best education from willing and motivated teachers who are there to teach, not just "show up to a job". It's not to say that there aren't teachers who still give a shit and go above and beyond the "norm" to make sure that the kids are walking away with something useful. It's a rarity, but it still happens. The unfortunate thing is, eventually these true gems end up getting that spirit of wanting to actually teach, beaten out of them by a very flawed system because "it doesn't suit the needs of what we are trying to teach in our schools." Because it's not the accepted "curriculum", it must be wrong. (It really boils down to it becoming the job of all parents to teach the children about the realities of the world and making sure that the children don't grow up to be an entire generation of losers and failures, but "the active parent" seems to be as rare as those rare teachers. :sigh:)

Who else have I discussed this with? Fucking everybody. I've sent letters. I've talked with other parents. I've blogged about it. :) I've posted, written, talked, screamed, yelled, ranted, and communicated via all sorts of various media to anyone who is willing to hear about it, read about it, see and is willing to speak up and out themselves. And I'm not the only one who sees the flaws in the education systems..... If I had it my way, this "system" would be kissing their sorry ass goodbye and there'd be a complete turn around in how our children are being educated. In the meantime, I will continue to hoot and holler and make others aware and no, I will not shut up. You can't make me shut up. If you're that pissed about it, then do something to make me change my mind. In the meantime, what I've just said is the reality and I am hard pressed to think that you are able to deny any of it.

(Sometimes I use the "fuck" word more frequently in my answers..... which is always.) There you have it. My response. It's not pretty, but then, neither is the program or the education system. Maybe it seems harsh, but considering the fact that the schools are being entrusted with the education of our children, I think it more important to get the point across firmly instead of worrying about the sparing feelings and not offending those in charge of our children's education.

It's awesome. A good portion of the time, we have asshats and fucktards running the system, twat waffles and shitheads running the schools, morons who basically trying to justify their existences in the school. These are the people teaching our children. And all using a broke ass "program" that isn't worth the piece of paper it was  written on. In fact, I could wipe my ass and have that piece of toilet paper be worth more. Uh-huh.... No one child will get left behind..... Nope. Instead, we're gonna leave them all behind.

Wow.... Did I say all that out loud? Oops... Oh well...

Pep Talks...

My mom is one of those really awesome and inspirational pep talk people. After a pep talk with her, you're ready to stab yourself in the face with a claw hammer and set yourself on fire. It's like talking to a DE-motivational coach. If you're feeling like crap, she will make you feel even worse about yourself. If you weren't already wanting to jump off of the side of a short cliff, face first, into a kiddie pool filled with broken glass and rusty fish hooks and roll around in it until you bled out, JUST to get away from her, you would. It's full of awesome.

She is never pleased with anything and she loves being a miserable bitch. And because she is unhappy, she prefers to make sure that everyone else around her is unhappy too. The drama that constantly surrounds this woman rivals that of ANY soap opera and of course, she "suffers through" all of it because she's such a wonderful person, even though she created all of the drama in the first place.

Now generally, she will start off her pep talks by making you feel as if you are about to be interrogated by the Spanish Inquisition. (Although I think they may have been a bit more humane about it than my mom....) It'll start off with a sigh, followed by a look of disgust and disdain followed by another sigh of contempt......  And then she'll dive right in...

It doesn't matter the kind of day you're having or whatever may be going on in your life, she is the harbinger of so much worse. Examples: When I was in labor (any of the four times), I was doing everything wrong and the baby would come out retarded. (None of them did....). I had appendicitis and my appendix was at the point of rupture. Apparently, she felt I was screaming too loudly. When the ultra sound tech DID rupture it with the wand and I screamed and called him a rotten piece of shitmotherfuckerassholecuntlovingtaintsniffingshitlickingdonkeyballsuckingdouchewadeatingcocksuckerasslickmotherfuckcuntJesusbitchtits (or something like that..... all one word, mind you....), well...... apparently, I was wrong. Even after the guy said, "Oops..... Oh my god....... SHIT!" I should have apologized to the tech because I probably made him rupture my appendix. Got sick? I was an inconvenience that she had to deal with. Had to go to the hospital for whatever reason? I had it coming. Any failure? It was my fault anyway. ANYTHING NEGATIVE? Well..... It was just another reason for her to jump on her martyr stallion and ride it like a stolen Harley until no one would listen to her until the next time something "went wrong in her life". It's no wonder my dad kept a "harem" of other women on the side..... Yeah.... They aren't really so much "pep talks" to make a person feel better, so much as it is a "kick a man when he's already down" because she's miserable and she likes to see when others are more miserable than her. She makes it her mission because she's just mean like that.

I've started calling her out on it and she doesn't like it. She tried to defend her actions as being "constructive criticism" that apparently I couldn't take. SO, I dished some back at her. She didn't like that. I used the same condescending tone, the same demeaning manner and pointed out everything that was wrong instead of focusing on anything that was positive or right. (Which I wouldn't have been able to find even if I was trying simply because.... Well, everything coming out of her face is so negative....)  It was funny to see the look on her face. It brought me much amusement. (I was almost able to see why mom likes doing it so much.... it was kind of weird.... ) She struggled to find an excuse or reasons for her actions, she realized that she was getting a very large and healthy does of her own medicine, which killed her even more, she realized that she was going to get nowhere and that I was not going to be brought down and she didn't like. So, true to her nature, she cried out "headache...." and went to bed and hid out in her bedroom for the rest of the day. Of course, the next morning, she was back on top of her martyr high horse explaining to nobody, really, that she had a sudden migraine and how much she suffered alone in her bed and blah, blah, blah...... Ungrateful daughter, insensitive husband, something about her being useless.... I don't really remember...

In getting a firmer grasp on controlling the things that I can around here, I am doing what I can to have to limit the amount of time I have to interact with the old people I have to live with for the time being. It eliminates much stress from my day to day and I breath a little easier. It'll be a slow process since they still want to be able to control certain aspects of my life, but they feel themselves weakening and their grasps loosening as I continue on full bore, full strength. Feels pretty good. Moving forward, step by step, as I excise the negatives....

Hold it right there speedy....

I REALLY don't get how the kids can be running around the house, zipping around like fully caffeinated weasels on crack even after I tell them REPEATEDLY not to run in the house or down the stairs, but then, when I ask them to do something, it takes them forever to get the task done. :sigh:

You "Look Fat" Because You ARE fat....

It's not the size of the print on the material, it's not whether the stripes are horizontal or vertical or how wide or what color. Black is not slimming, and just because you can squish it all into something that's two (or more) sizes too small, it's still all there. There are some people who need to realize, it's not what you wear that makes you look fat. It's the extra weight and fat that makes you look fat.

I've heard SO many excuses as to why people won't lose the weight. (And I say "won't" because it's really just a matter of laziness.) Everything from genetics, to glandular issues to whatever.... But then you take a look at what they eat. You take a look at their lives. And they wonder why they're fat..... Really?

I have a lot of respect for those who have taken responsibility for their health and are making or have made efforts to becoming healthy. Not just "dieting" but actually taking charge of what they eat and taking the time to get up off their asses and DO something about their weight. It's not something that someone can do FOR you. It's something that one has to do for themselves and it truly shows the weakness of character when people won't and don't make the lifestyle changes needed to lead healthier lives and only continue to make excuses as to why they can't. It's pathetic.

Maybe you shouldn't be eating that bag of Cheetos. Maybe you should put the sodas and other sugary drinks down and start drinking some water. Maybe eating at fast food restaurants all the time isn't such a good idea. Just because it says stuff like "Lite" or "Diet" or "Only X number of calories!" crap is crap. It's all processed, it's all disgusting and that's why people are fat. Making excuses for eating the crap is about as lame as the excuses people come up with too. "I don't have the time..." That's just being lazy. "Eating well is expensive..." out and out lies. Going to a fast food restaurant and ordering some "economy meal" is more expensive than picking up the fresh ingredients and making it yourself. Add up the fucking receipts. "It's so hard to know what's good for you and what's not because the rules are always changing...." Shut up! Seriously? Because you didn't know that maybe perhaps eating a piece of fruit is better for you than shoving that Twinkie into your fat gob? Maybe mega sized portions heaping food on top of food on your plate isn't the way to go... Having a salad is great, but when you drown that salad in tons of some creamy ranch dressing, the point sort of gets lost, no?

I hate hearing women and their, "I HATE these jeans/ this outfit/ this <other piece of clothing>/ this pattern because it/ they make me look fat!" Seriously? THAT'S what makes you look fat? It makes me want to ask them what fantasy parallell universe they slipped into when clearly, it's not the clothes that's doing it.... Is it THAT hard to recognize that perhaps weight loss is the answer?

:facepalm: Not only are you fat, but you're stupid too.... That IS good news. Never mind. Yes. Those pants make you look fat.