As you can see, I’ve changed the appearance of my blog. I was getting bored with my old theme. I wanted to change it up. I’m a chick that way. But, if this is your first time here then you wouldn’t know otherwise. In any case…WELCOME!
There haven’t been any new developments on the domestic front. My hubby is still pulling in mad hours at the hospital. God bless him! I told him that he should squeeze in as much overtime as possible before I go back to work. A part of me is looking forward to working again. I think I need the change of scenery and interaction with other people. Another part of me is apprehensive that my son won’t handle the change very well. I also don’t want to miss a single minute of him growing up. Sigh.
There have been a few recent events that have got me thinking.
Let me share.
We’ve finally put in the new car seat in for the little bugger. Great. But, what do we do with the old one now? Has anyone really thought about this? It takes up an insane amount of room. You can’t recycle it. You usually can’t sell it (places that sell second-hand baby stuff won’t take car seats because it can’t be proven that it wasn’t in an accident – like a helmet, it needs to be replaced after a collision). So, this car seat is now just going to sit there, taunting me. I guess that means we have to have another baby.
Why do we have this insatiable need to subdivide everything? For example, we have organizations that are against domestic abuse, spousal abuse, child abuse, animal abuse, environmental abuse (yes, pollution is abuse in my book), etc. How about just one group against all abuse? One does not negate the other. The same can be said for diseases and charitable works. I’m not sure there’s enough ribbons and wrist bands to show my support for every one of these causes.
I just read somewhere that there have been death threats against some of “octomom’s” (Nadya Suleman) children. Seriously? What kind of world are we in that we have to threaten innocent lives? It’s not their fault that their mother is cuckoo for coco puffs. Now, it’s rumoured that she’s looking to purchase a $1.2 million dollar home even though she is $20 000 behind in mortgage payments. How is this possible? I know she has a website soliciting donations. But, are people really sending her money? I don’t know if she’s certifiable or a master genius for manipulating the media, the system, and the general public to serve her own diabolical means. Someone else was like that…his name was Hitler.
There’s also reports that the whole 13 year old-becoming-a-father debacle is a scam. Seriously? Here’s the link:
Since you suck as a mother, you feel it necessary to throw your daughter under a bus for financial gain. OK, so sex education seems to be non-existent in England. Shouldn’t parents be held accountable as well? Oh wait, they’re teenagers too.
I don’t get twitter. Are there really people out there who want to know what I’m doing every 5 minutes? I don’t know what I’m doing every 5 minutes. Micro-blogging? I call it too lazy to have a real blog. Another way to communicate? What happened to talking? Maybe I’m getting old. Sigh.
OK, I think I’m done spewing randomness. Ta.