Chris Brown is an Idiot!

Ok, this whole CB/Rihanna fiasco. I keep seeing people trying to be politically correct when commenting on it. Celebrities saying that Chris is a young man that made a mistake. WTF? a mistake! I'll say he made a mistake! He's hiding out in Las Vegas 'cuz he knows Jay-Z's gonna curb stomp his ass! I'm sure this isn't the first time he's hit Rihanna either. So that begs the question, what was she still doing with him? I hope to God that she won't go back to him. Everyone knows now that he's an a$$hole and it would just look really stupid for her to go back.

I'm glad to see him losing endorsements and airplay on the radio stations. His career deserves to go in the toilet. But I just can't help not being as mad at him as I should be! It drives me nuts, but he is such a clean-cut looking kid. He seemed really likeable and I'm sorry for whatever it was that turned him into a woman-beater. But seriously, there's no way that people aren't going to side with Rihanna on this. I mean, just look at her! What kind of an moron would hit Rihanna? There are thousands of men who would line up to be with her!

I can't help though but make comparisons to other musicians that have allegedly made 'mistakes'. Mainly R. Kelley and Michael Jackson. Their 'alleged' crimes were different, but for some reason they never really lost their careers over it. R. Kelley still makes music. I'm not sure how well he sells 'cuz iIm not a fan but I know there are people out there that still listen. There are a couple of songs of his that I do like. What does that say about me? What does it say about me that I still dance to Michael's hits from his heyday whenever I hear them? If he were to go out on tour tomorrow there would be throngs of people lined up buying tickets (iIm not one of them). How do we compartmentalize these guys and still like their ART even when we no longer like THEM as human beings?

I Totally Need A LIfe!

So I'm on Facebook looking at the pics of my friends. Some have children, some don't. They are all having a better life than me. They go to parties, they socialize with friends, they have each other over for dinner... What am I doing? I'm looking at pics on facebook. I'm not the best person in the world to get to know. I'm not good at smalltalk and I hate being phony. Maybe that's why I don't have dinner invites. People stopped inviting me to parties. I always had some reason not to go. Kids.

Life is such a big effort for me. I stress over every decision. I forget what I came upstairs for. My kids get on my nerves most of the time. I stopped enjoying sex with my husband. I guess I must be depressed but what else is new? Why am I depressed now? What sparked it? Was it my daughter's current diagnosis with ADHD? Was it the realization that I probably have it too? Was it the thought that everything has to be difficult for me and life just can't be easy for once?

But that statement isn't really accurate. My life can't always be hard. Sure I have 3 kids that are lousy eatters, one has ADHD, the other one probably has it too. My son, the youngest doesn't sleep thru the night at 10 months old and hates eatting anything. My husband refuses to agree with me on anything and loathes consistency of any kind. I stay home stuck in the house with no car trying to come up with ways to pass the time. To say that I'm bored would be an understatement. I'm isolated and feel like I'm going crazy! Could it just be the weather?

But the real question is how do I get out of it? I want to go back to work but there are complications there too. I want to get my youngest daughter into daycare but even if we could afford it the spots are scarce. I'm starting to see a therapist who I hope can help. But I really do need a life.

Obama-Nation!

The whole world is in love with Barack Obama and rightfully so. As a Canadian I'm fully jealous of all of the pomp and circumstance you Yanks pay to your leaders. I couldn't imagine have a ball for Stephen Harper when he was elected, let alone a parade! Celine Dion didn't sing for him. I don't even know if he made a speech afterward. That's the definition of Canadian Apathy isn't it?

I was excited, proud and hopeful yesterday watching the inaugeration. I took pictures of my television set for pete's sake! I'll remember where I was when Obama was sworn in as the 44th president of the United States. But he's not just the American president is he? He's more like the leader of the entire world! It's just such a huge departure from the last administration. Obama has set himself far apart from what America has come to stand for in the past 8 years.

That's what I'm afraid of. I'm afraid Obama has painted himself into a corner that he can't step out of. That all of the high ideals he spoke of are not possible to create anytime soon. That the world is in such a mess, that no one man could possibly do enough in 8 years to make a noticable change. I'm afraid that hope will just turn into hype and not the compromise that will be required to see Obama's vision come to life. I'm afraid that in the end, after all of the rockstar celebrity status, after all of the tears and wreckless optimism; Obama will turn out to be just another politician. Telling the world what it needed to hear in order to gain office. I'm hoping he's not going to let us down.

Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

I haven't been blogging lately. Not that anyone has noticed. I'm not very good at marketing myself so this blog goes pretty well unnoticed. I've been away for a variety of reasons.

My infant son has been kicking my ass! He's so demanding and spoiled already it's amazing I get anything done at all. My poor girls really miss their mama and it shows with the occasional misbehaviour. Especially my second daughter. Poor booby only had me for 20 months before bobo came along. Doesn't seem fair really.

My husband has been home nursing a wounded knee and is currently obsessed with 'free' on-line poker. He has one of those addictive personalities and gets hooked on things rather easily. I rarely spend time on the 'puter anymore. If i do it's to check my email and upload pics of the kiddies on facebook.

But perhaps the real reason I'm not blogging anymore is because I've found a new outlet for my creative expression. No, I haven't started scrapbooking again. I've been working on the same page now for months. It just sits there frozen in time awaiting completion. I've been making jewelry.

It started out as a project to make my own name bracelet that i saw advertised in the back of one of my parenting magazines. Every month I would see it and admire it. One day I actually looked up the price on-line and nearly choked. I figured I could make it myself. I would just learn how. Didn't seem all that difficult really.

Well, I'm still struggling with the bracelet. I can't seem to be able to make one that I actually want to wear. But now I'm making other bracelets and necklaces for my mother mainly. Someone actually liked a set I made for her and paid me to make her a set too! It seemed like a fluke. I'm just learning and I already had a paying customer.

So that's why I haven't been around lately. There's only so much free time I have available to feed my ego by blogging. By the way here's a pic of a necklace I made for me mum. She's getting it for Christmas so don't tell her!

What the Hell is going on?!

I'm mad as Hell... and like a good little Canadian I'll keep on taking it forevermore. It really pisses me off that hard working Canadians are losing their shirts in this whole market fiasco because of some stupid-ass, greedy CEOs down in the States that don't know how to say no! The whole world is in a tailspin because of these frickin' bastards and what's going to happen to them? Oh, they take their millions of dirty dollars and hide out somewhere nice.

Why should people have to delay retiring and continue working at their shitty jobs just because these idiots f*^ked up? The more I think about it the madder I get. I need a distraction.

The Anti-Supermom!

I hate the term 'Supermom'. To suggest that a mother has to have super powers to do what she does on a regular basis is insulting. I don't believe that a woman can actually have it all and do it all exceptionally well. If I'm concentrating on one thing then the other things I'm also doing are lesser for it. I multitask as well as most mothers but I can't give my full attention to everything at the same time.

So I'm not a Supermom. I'm NachoMama! The Archnemisis of Supermoms everywhere! I'm a supervillian to those women that can bake cupcakes from scratch while shipping the kiddies off in 3 different directions for afterschool activities and keep a spotlessly clean house while sexually satisfying her husband. The car gets maintained on time. The library books get returned on time. A balanced meal with an equal representation of the 4 food groups gets cooked on time. They do it all while maintaining a size 6 waistline and wearing matching jewelry and stilettos! That ain't me! Supermoms make me sick!

I'm lucky if I can remember to send a waterbottle with my daughter when she goes to Sparks every week. I'm waiting for my infant son to get accosted by dust bunnies on the floor. I'm sure he'll soon get caught in the avalanche of mountainous folded laundry in the living room that just hasn't been put away yet! My toddler sings along to the theme of Spongebob Squarepants while sucking on her pacifier.

If you're looking for perfection, if you're looking for a Supermom to show you how to do it all. You're looking in the wrong place sister. I give motherhood a bad name! I'm a shining beacon to all slacker-moms out there that beat themselves up for not being able to do it all. Take heart! There's worse out there than you and she is kicking Supermoms' asses from here to Albuquerque!

Enough Already Please!

I'm so sick of seeing young girls walking around the city with no idea how to dress. They apparently don't even know what size they are! Blobs of fat hanging over the tops of pants that are too low and too tight. Rolls of fat under shirts that are straining under the pressure. This isn't a plea to lose weight, it's a reality check that you need to stop shopping in the junior miss section.

I understand that some of the clothes out there are cute. But if it ain't in your size then you just have to walk away. Why do you think those fat rolls are sexy? Trust me, they ain't! I can relate, because those clothes don't fit me either. You ain't gonna see my fat ass strolling down any runways any time soon. But I do think I can cover my flaws and play up my assets well enough to not make people gag when I walk down the street (that's when I bother to pay attention and actually wear clean clothes that match)!

Muffin tops ain't cute! Blobulous, gelatinous asses with no shape ain't cute! Spare tires around waists clearly defined under too tight shirts ain't cute! Dress well ladies, buy the right size and dress in more flattering attire. You might not be able to appear very trendy, but you'll at least not get laughed at behind your backs. 'Cuz trust me, you are now!