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Because It Is Friday

And the day before Halloween.  BOO!

And everyone in mi casa are getting over having wretched colds. Yuck.

Okay, it is serious time here. As a mature woman I understand that there are people who take the Bible word for word. I still think they cherry pick, but let's not get too specific shall we? I am usually pretty okay if while speaking with you I find your views differ than mine, but I do not approve of them if they are akin to sharia law. Allow me to intro you to a hardcore right wing pastor, named Kevin Swanson, who pretty much touts a Christian ideal not dissimilar to some of the intense parts of sharia. Not a big deal  you think? Oh yeah, here are some things he has said:

Kevin Swanson repeated his criticisms of the Girl Scouts, which he previously said to be a "wicked" organization that is "turning young girls into lesbian communists."
Me: The only wicked thing the Girl Scouts has done is made their cookies smaller.

He also stated that Hurricanes Sandy a…

When You Grow Out of Things

Not your actual clothes, but the style, books, music movies and other facets of culture.

Some years back a friend of mine decided she wanted to re-read some classics. She had always been a fan of The Great Gatsby. From what I recall, she was not as much of a fan when she returned to all things Nick Carraway. There is something disappointing about something you once loved falling short on the second go around. For me it was "Catcher in the Rye". There seemed something trite about Holden Caufield when I was no longer a rebellious teen/young adult. I am not saying Salinger sucks before someone gets all upset, I am just saying, that book was good for me at a prior point in my life, but not now.

Sex and The City. I hear shrieks across the Universe. On a whim I decided to rewatch it and while I am almost done with Season 2, I have to say, Carrie Bradshaw is one of the more annoying, least empowering women characters ever presented. This is nothing about SJP personally, just the ch…

Annoyed

When anyone has a child you accumulate clothing like a squirrel accumulates food for the winter. Okay, stupid analogy, but the truth is our son has been fortunate enough to get a lot of nice clothes during his three and a half years here on earth. While we have donated quite a bit and passed stuff onto friends, I admit I wanted to get a little bank back for some of the things we have purchased. A friend had recommended consignment, but around our area if it is not high end labels like Jacadi or even Janie and Jack, they will not even look at the items. One place even had Ferragamo shoes for a four year old. No, I am not kidding. So for those of us who chose to dress our kids in Gymboree and not Ralph Lauren cashmere, there is a place called Once Upon A Child. You bring in bags or bins and they go through and see what they will purchase and give you cash on the spot. The two times I used the location in Fairfield, NJ I got $13 and $25 bucks. Not much to write home about, but it is some…

Yes, Hello, It's Me

My goodness. I had no idea how long I had been gone from the air waves. Seems September was the last time I had something to say and since then, well, I sort of felt I had nothing. Not that it needed to be all fabulously curated and Pinteresty bullshit, but I wanted to have something of interest. Instead of the usual, cleaning up the gardening still trying to write line.

Anyway, down to business.

Our son is a bug fiend. Not just a normal, "Hey look, a spider" type of kid. He wants to cuddle with a praying mantis and hold black widows. He digs watching Monster Bug Wars and any entomology videos on You Tube. Somehow this year I found that Cornell University does an annual Insectapalooza. Since we have both been to Ithaca before, my hubby attended Cornell, Go Big Red!, we knew we had to take our son to this show. We began to look into places to stay.

Now, we have our handicapped pup so that presents a problem at times when it comes to hotels. Some let you bring your pet, but yo…