I kissed my cat and I liked it, he got fur all over my chapstick

I won't read Sandman cause a lot of the art is so bad and I can't finish Tellos cause the writing is so awful. Spencer is hardcore. He will finish collections of X-men in a day that will take me over a week to finish. I read two pages and I get so annoyed with the ridiculous writing that I have to go look up lol cats or decent web comics like scary go round or penny arcade.
I've never been too fond of the X-men it's difficult for people to write groups well. It's all concept and no character. Joss Whedon pulls it off really well each character is independent of each other. It must be all those years writing for television.

When I was first married my sister in law told me that comics books were a phase and that Spencer and I would grow out of it.
If you haven't seen this site before go to it immediately, go to Galleries and look at Examples of Superdickery.

When I was in college I took a class about getting a job and they advised us that we need to be confident.
I tried my new skills at my nest interview. After a series of questions which I do not remember the answers to she came to the final one, "What would you like to change about yourself." I thought a minute, "Nothing," I said smiling "I like the way I am."
I didn't get the job.

I kissed my cat and I liked it

At church I teach a class for the high school girls.
I try to think back to things in my child hood that would be a good object story; like my brother threw a mouse at me and that's why you shouldn't lie cause it's like the lies are mice and you are forcing them on people who do not want mice/lies on them, or there were the times my brother threw jelly fish at me and that means you shouldn't steal cause those jellyfish did not like to be taken out of their home, or there was a time my brother tickled me till I peed my pants and you shouldn't kill people because their blood will go all over just like pee and they wouldn't like that.

I was thinking about my great grandmother who was a trapeze artist.
.... hmm that's not right. I had never heard anything but I distinctly remember discovering my great grandmother was an acrobat. But my mom's grandma wasn't in the circus, where did that memory come from?
Then I remembered when I was little I was going through my mom's drawer and I found pretty silky lingerie. I figured that it must belong to a beautiful circus performer and since my mom had clothes from her grandma I figured it must belong to her. I ran to my mom and showed her the beautiful costume and asked her if I could wear it. She took it away and I never found it in her stuff again. I figured it was because she didn't want me to run away and join the circus.

I just lost 7 months worth of photos and my camera broke.
I'm an idiot for not backing it up.

this post may include picket signs

Here kids this is interesting.

"Little research has been done to understand how investments in girls impact economic growth and the health and
well-being of communities. This lack of data reveals how pervasively girls have been overlooked. For millions
of girls across the developing world, there are no systems to record their birth, their citizenship, or even their identity.
However, the existing research suggests their impact can reach much farther than expected." - The Girl Effect

When women and girls earn income, they reinvest 90 percent of it into their families, as compared to only 30 to 40 percent for a man.
(Phil Borges, with foreword by Madeleine Albright, Women Empowered: Inspiring Change in the Emerging World [New York: Rizzoli, 2007], 13.)


The Girl Effect

Since having a baby I have been pumped full of girl power.
With the problems of sex trafficking growing in the World including the U.S. there needs to be more effort in the worth of a girl's life.
Call me up and I can give you very long lecture.

It's never so simple

Adia didn't want to sleep last night. I've been keeping her up too late the last couple of nights, so last night when I got her ready for bed she cried for a very long time.
I called my mom trying to get assurance that everything is okay.

The doom begins.
mom: did you check her diaper?
me: yep
mom: did you check if there was a rubber band on her arms or legs? That's how our dog lost half his ear. Once there was a baby who wrapped a piece of hair around her finger until all the circulation was stopped.
me: that's all right, she stopped crying
mom: Well go check on her! babies can suffocate on blankets and toys!

I would just laugh this off but it does seem like babies have a death wish. I hear so many horror stories from other moms. I try not to let them get to me, I'm already paranoid enough.

Happy Fourth

Muppets celebrate the fourth.

My spanking arm is twitching

No it's not Adia I want to spank, it's the playground brat who shoved her off the stairs. That kid needs a whoopin.
Spencer, Adia and I went to the beach this last weekend. I realized while I was there that I got my swimsuit when I was a senior in high school 6 years ago. I was pretty uncomfortable with that thought and I allowed myself to buy something without feeling guilty.
I was searching on websites and I found this picture.

This picture is a little unsettling to me it just doesn't seem right the body looks 2d with some shines thrown in like some badly photoshopped putty. The girl's left leg especially looks trimmed.
But maybe I'm just fat.





This just picture gives me the shutters.