Showing posts with label soapbox. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soapbox. Show all posts

Friday, June 19, 2009

Frustration, Poop and Piano Dancing

**Originally posted June 6, 2007

*stepping on soapbox*

I am just so amazed at people and their lack of courtesy. My brother ans sister-in-law have 8 children. Their children range in ages 15 to 1 (next week) and they are EXTREMELY well behaved, just awesome kids. Well, my sil is from Oklahoma and doesn't get back out there very often to see her family. So, she and the 8 kids flew to Oklahoma on Tuesday. They left SLC and arrived at Las Vegas just in time to walk onto their next flight. They were flying Southwest, so they didn't have any assigned seats. Well, they get there, and there are NO seats together. So, the kids all had to sit separately. Well, no I take that back, there were 2 seats together where my nieces (13 and almost 3 sat together). So, my nephew, who is 6, understandably didn't want to sit alone. So, the stewardess is asking people if they would switch seats so that they could sit together, no one would do it. She got on the PA and asked a couple times, no one would do it. Finally, she offered a free alcoholic beverage if someone would let this mother and child sit together, they got an offer.

What does that say about our society? Where we won't move on an airplane to let a Mother and a scared child sit together?? He was crying, clinging to her leg, yet no one would move. Not until they were going to be compensated.

When did we stop getting up off of bus seats to let Mother's sit? When did we start driving by someone whose car isn't working, assuming someone else would stop? When did our society become so self-absorbed that we can't see when other's need help?? I am just really saddened and sickened by this. So, let's all of us who read this blog, start helping others. Doing the random acts of kindness and trying to make our world a better place to live. Let's start being nice to one another. Not because we're going to get something from it, but because it's the right thing to do.

*stepping off soapbox*

Speaking of being sickened...we had a milestone this weekend with my darling daughter. A has had a really bad diaper rash, so on Sunday, I let her have some naked time. J and I were in the kitchen making breakfast and I went to go check on her. I look at her under the high chair and she is covered, from head to toe in poop. She's pooped, played in it and is now starting to eat it! Oh.My.Gosh. I thought I was going to throw up. I scooped her up and took her to the bathroom. I eventually got her cleaned up. There are no pictures of this...for obvious reasons. I couldn't stand having her put one more piece of feces in her mouth just to get a picture! YUCK!

This weekend my in-laws were in town. They flew in on Saturday and left today to go to Provo to visit J's brother and his wife. They fly home tomorrow.

We had such a great time with them. We ate lots of good food, had many laughs, a few debates (all friendly of course) and generally had a fantastic visit. J and his Dad built some fences for my tomatoes to grow up, bought some herbs for our herb garden, and went golfing. Mil and I went fabric shopping, I got a lesson on how to do gathers and zippers, and we played with the kiddos! Oh, we can't forget that 2 children are having birthday's this month. So, they got to go birthday shopping. Here are some pictures of them and their birthday gifts. They were both hits!



























































This is my little girl singing and dancing while playing the piano. I think she has a future as an entertainer!
















A boy and his barn. As I type this, he is playing with some dark blue (per his request) play-dough that we made. He is putting his farm animals in it like water and seeing all their different footprints. He is a nut.

And, one last picture to leave you with. Grandma and Grandpa. We miss you!
















Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Call me what you will...

But I really have a hard time with The Bachelor. Don't get me wrong, I love people falling in love. I can't stop watching it either. Like Heather says, it's a train wreck -- you just can't turn away from watching it.

I have this problem with it though. The fact that this guy is not just kissing, but making out with 3 different women at the same time. Ok, not at the same time, but you know what I mean. He is falling in love with 3 different women for different reasons and is supposed to find one to marry.

Tonight was the most disturbing. Now, lest you think I am a new Bachelor watcher, I have watched off and on since it started. So, this is nothing new to me. It has always disturbed me.

Tonight though, it took on a whole new realm of disturbingness (I know that's not a word, I'm tired). Every season of The Bachelor or Bachelorette, they have the "over night" dates. I am sure that the couple is going to sleep together, but it is never said. I have always been quite uncomfortable with the fact that the guy or girl is going to sleep with 3 different people. Call me prude, but seriously? I think that this is something that is so special, and should not be taken as lightly as it seems. Tonight the Bachelor said that he needs to sleep with these women to see if this is who he wants to marry. That this is an important step in finding his wife. I have a real problem with that. I did not sleep with my husband until our wedding night. I knew that he was the man I wanted to spend Eternity with without having sex.

This bothers me on multiple levels. First, I could not imagine making love to Jeremy, knowing that he had just done it the night before with another woman and would be doing it the next night with another. Second, I would hate to think that my performance in the bedroom would be a deciding factor in whether or not he chose to marry me. Third and most important, I think that it is sad that a couple can not commit to marriage without knowing how compatible they will be in bed. What is this teaching our youth? There is nothing wrong with waiting until marriage to have sex. Nothing at all.

I am not writing this to make anyone feel guilty or bad. For me, it was not an option. I wanted to be clean and pure for my husband, and he for me. I am grateful that we both made that decision and learned and experienced together.

I am also glad that I didn't have to think about the other women that he had slept with or may sleep with in the future. I'm glad I'm the only one.

So, call me what you will, but I really have a hard time with the fact that it is taken so lightly. Something that is emotionally and physically bonding to eachother should be treated as the sacred act that it is.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Just Do It.

If I can do it, you can do it.
If I can go with 3 children, 2 who were running like crazy hyenas,
you can do it
.
If I could walk the mile with 2 in a stroller and one in the sling,
you can do it.
If I could ignore the looks of people who were less than thrilled that I was there with said hyenas,
you can do it
.


If there isn't early voting where you live. Please, please, please be sure to get out next Tuesday, rain or shine, and let your voice be heard.
Go vote.
You can do it.