Trick or Treat

Some states are trying to keep our kids safer on halloween (and what's not safe about sending your child to the door of a complete stranger begging for food). They're having all registered sex offenders report to a common location (town hall or police station) on the night of trick or treating, where they'll remain until all children are safely off the streets- approximately from 6-10:00.
I respect and commend the efforts of law enforcement to try and protect our children, but wonder just how effective their method is. According to the report I heard on the news there are no statistics that say more children are accosted by these predators on Halloween.
So why halloween? Aside from the obvious, I would think that Halloween would be the last choice for a sex offender to strike. Most kids travel in herds on halloween. I've opened my front door on many a Halloween to a small country of children chanting trick or treat with arms outstretched.
It just seems to me like kind of a lame attempt to remedy a serious problem. If these people can't be trusted around kids on Halloween, then what's to stop them from harming children on say... Flag day or Columbus day or any day for that matter?? Sounds like we need to start locking these pervs up on every holiday (or every day)... if that's the only way to keep our kids safe...

One-Armed Robbery

The producers of Extreme Makeover Home Edition are probably firing someone today. They were recently in Wells Maine giving a deserving family a new $500,000 log home (replacing the trailer they were once living in). The show is all about the water works. They pick a family who's overcome some sort of adversity in their lives or is some sort of pillar in their community and they build them a gigantic home. Their circumstances make the viewers cry and feel sorry for them and their situation. I always do, anyway.
The father in this family was a lobsterman who amputated his own arm when it became stuck in the winch on his boat several years ago. Ok, those are hard times. What the show doesn't mention are the hard times that this man "brought on himself," according to his ex-wife. She's talking about the jail time this man served for armed robbery and 2 drunk driving convictions.
How is that worthy of a home make over?? Where's my friggin home makeover?? I've never held a gun to a burger king employee and forced them into a freezer so I could rob them. I've never gotten behind the wheel after having too much to drink.
I know that people can make mistakes and that they can also pay for them, but I just think there are people more deserving out there... Like me. I'm very deserving and obviously quite jealous that they were just 30 minutes away from the nightmare I call home and they didn't even stop in to say hi! Hmpf. I guess the next time I find myself between a rock and a hard place, I'd better have my swiss army knife with me.... oh so bitter....

Why can't people have their shit together when they pull up to an ATM machine? You know you're going there- why can't you have your card ready instead of searching through all of your belongings at the last second. It drives me f-in crazy. I get 30 minutes on my lunch break. 30. To have to waste even 2 minutes of it makes me so mad that I want to ram my car into the car in front of me and push them right out of the ATM line.
Get yourself orgainized and then you can get back in line!

I've got nothing to say, I just love this picture of Oprah (the antichrist)

Yesterday raising 2 kids and ezili did a breast cancer walk with a ton of other people. It was windy and cold, but well worth the cause.
At one point during the walk a large group of people had taken a wrong turn. I commented on their direction to raising 2 kids, wondering why they were on the other side of the street. A voice behind me piped up saying "it's because they're going the wrong way" And with that something awakened in this stranger and his pace quickened as he sped past us, trying to reach this large group of misdirected charity walkers. He began to scream to the crowd, telling them they were going the wrong way. They were a bit ahead of us and only a few people turned when they heard this man shouting his pleas for them to go right instead of left. A few of them started to cross back over to the correct side of the street, but then went back with their walkers, probably in an effort to avoid this man who had become incensed with all these walkers who wouldn't heed his calls to correct their direction "YOU'RE GOING THE WRONG WAY!! YOU NEED TO GO RIGHT, NOT LEFT" You'll fall off the planet if you go that way, my god man, you'll never find your way back! It was pretty crazy and left me wondering, who yells at a crowd of charity walkers? And who, who will not wear the ribbon?

I babysat my two nephews over the weekend. Raising 2 kids was off getting speeding tickets with her husband so I agreed to stay behind and watch the chillen'. It was fun. I hadn't babysat the boys in a long time and when I heard raising 2 kids other option for childcare, I insisted on going over. I of course had my little miss with me, so I had my hands full, or I had what raising 2 kids has every day of her life. I must say I don't know how she does it!

Managing the needs of 3 children is an art. Between diaper changes and refilling glasses (or bottles) of water or milk, doesn't leave a lot of time for anything else. Her oldest wanted to put together a puzzle of the United States. He was so proud to show me the state where they make movies and the state where Disneyland is. He also wanted to take a bath in the sink like his little miss cousin did, but we never got to that and thankfully he was ok with it. I was afraid he'd remember when it came time for bed and then have a melt down, but he didn't and I was happy.

Her youngest has energy I've never seen in anyone or anything. It's limitless and quite exhausting, but he's definitely not beyond reason. A couple of times I had to bring out the authoritative, don't mess with me voice, to which the oldest begged me not to tell his mother. I promised I wouldn't though I don't know what he thought I was going to tell her or what would happen to him if I did.

When it was time for bed (around 9:30- an hour later than what I'm used to) we all headed upstairs to their bedroom. My oldest nephew insisted on sleeping on the floor because he was afraid of dragonflies in the next room or something (he's got a fear of bugs.) I didn't argue as I saw there was already a sleeping bag set up on the floor at the end of his bed- clearly an issue already in progress. So, he sets himself up on the floor while the youngest crawls into his bed. I put my little miss on the bed that's been vacated by her older cousin and I sit on the floor between the 2 twin beds. I've got one arm holding my daughter on the bed to my right and I'm holding the youngest nephew's hand with my left. The oldest is the first one to sleep. Then my little miss. Then my youngest nephew slowly drifts off to dreamland. I've done it! I've put 3 small children to bed- they've all survived and they're all peacefully sleeping. I did forget to have them brush their teeth (sorry) but really, the fact that they're in bed and alive is enough to make me feel satisfied with the babysitting job I'd done. I don't know if this how raising 2 kids feels at the end of the day. I think I'd feel more like I had survived them and was happy to be alive and I'd most likely have a serious drinking problem.

Guess What

I've got the internet back (briefly) and I don't have much to talk about. My mom's still an anorexic in hiding. She told me last week, while hanging out at Raising 2 kids house, that my daughter's legs were slimming down. She's 7 months old and weighs under 16 lbs, what is she slimming down to? Is it more attractive if an infant looks malnourished? I just don't get it.
Gwentyh Paltrow is reportedly having another baby- wonder if she'll have another fruit or perhaps a vegetable this time? Maybe a Squash or an Asparagus...
The mean talker always gets the nastiest people on the phone. She doesn't know what's up with that. Hmmm...
I'm entered to win a safari to Africa ( I was caller # 7 with the correct answer to their trivia question- thanks Ask Jeeves). I wonder if my boss would give me the time off and if raising 2 kids would watch my kid. How many shots in my ass would I need for a trip like that? Yikes.
I have to go to somewhere in MA for 3 days next week for system administration training (the top of the bottom of the barrel) I don't want to go, but I can't get out of it.
What's up with the Avian bird flu? Does anyone else want to kill chickens just because??