HAPPY HALLOWEEN

HAPPY HALLOWEEN

Don't you just love Halloween? I do, I have very fond memories of eagerly anticipating my night of candy gathering, and don't get me started on the costumes!

When I was little, it was all about being every princess that was out there. When I got older, It was a great opportunity to dress up provocatively without being considered a tramp. Now, sadly, I am apparently too old for dressing up, but the fun lives on because I get to watch my nephew prepare for Halloween, and I see the same excitement in his eyes that used to be in mine.

So, here is to Halloween! The one night a year you get to be somebody else, and you get rewarded by getting candy.

MADONNA AND CHILD

MADONNA AND CHILD: WHAT'S UP WITH THE MAMA DRAMA?

Ok, I don't get it. Why is everybody so up in arms about Madonna adopting a child? Cut the woman a break for GOD's sake, she's doing a good thing. How often do we hear about how many parentless children there are around the world. Theese same people berate parents here who only want white infants. I constantly hear screaming about how there are so many less fortunate children who need a home.

Madonna may have been a freak 20 years ago, but come on, you know we all were too. At least I'm willing to admit I was, and I know some of you reading this personally, so don't try to act as if you weren't wild back in the day because I have pictures.

Madonna has proven herself to be a good mother, at least as far as we can tell, so get off her back. She gave birth to two children of her own and wanted more, so she decided to do a noble thing. I'm proud of her. Anyway, that's just what was getting my goat today.

HOMEWORK

HOMEWORK: I CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH!

Ok, I realize that homework is a part of school. And I also realize that as much as I hate it, even I at the age of 37 have to do my homework just like any other student, but I can only take so much.

I have spent the last three years studying things I have no interest in, and sacrificing a personal life in order to get good grades, and I'm ready to get to some stuff that matters to me now.

Maybe I'm bitter because I did all of that work and still didn't get into UCLA, (even with a 3.8 gpa), or maybe I'm disappointed that I'm gonna end up going to a school I had never heard of before I moved to the Valley. Whatever the case may be, I'm at my wits end!

I was supposed to be going to CSUN this semester, and I was so eager to finally be taking the classes in my major, but to find out days before the semester began that I would have to go back to Los Angeles Valley College for another semester just about did me in.

A good example of how bad my attitude is starting to get is the fact that I'm supposed to be in my history class right now. And yet, here I am writing in my blog, a much more worthwhile endeavor if you ask me. I never NEVER would have ditched a class before.

Of course I'm going to stick it out, it's all worth it in the end. I just hope and pray next semester will re-energize me, because I still have a long way to go. Gotta go do my homework now.

INTIMIDATION

INTIMIDATION: MEN AND TESTOSTERONE
intimidation, men, testosterone.

I was getting a pedicure yesterday and had an experience I'm sure all women have had at one time or another; a puffed up jackass, hyped up on his own testosterone, trying to use intimidation on me. Laughable if you know anything about me.

In a nutshell: he was blocking me when I was trying to get into the parking lot at my manicurist, and so I gave him "the look." You know the one, it says "what the hell are you doing?" As I got out of my car, I saw him approaching me the way a father would approach a child who has done something wrong.

I told him if he thought he was going to confront and try to intimidate me he better just walk away. Of course, an ugly confrontation ensued, with him pacing back and forth between me and my car. In the middle of the whole nasty scene, which I won't bore you with, a little old lady came out of the manicurists and yelled at the man to go away and stop harassing "this sweet girl."

I don't know this lady, I've never seen her before in my life, but I will never forget her. She reminded me that just as one bad person can put a blight on your day, a good person can turn it all around and make you happy again.

It's a lesson I will try not to forget, and I will try to follow that sweet lady's example every chance I get.

McDreamy VS McSteamy

MCDREAMY VS MCSTEAMY, I refuse to choose,

What is up with Greys Anatomy trying to pit Dr. McDreamy against Dr. McSteamy? I absolutly refuse to choose between the two. It's apples and oranges my friends, apples and oranges.

On the one hand, you have McDreamy, he's more of the tender, sweet, caring type, with those "dreamy" eyes and gorgous head of hair. Than you have McSteamy, he's just raw sexuality. He's the guy you want to just grab you, throw you over his shoulder, and throw you on the bed.

The only solution I can come up with is to meld them together. Then you'd have Dr. McDreamSteamy!!!!

Ooh, I like that. Maybe I'll send the story idea to the producers. Remember, If you see that story line that I came up with it first.

I HATE CLEANING!

I HATE TO CLEAN!
I hate is so much that I've convinced myself I must write this in my daily rant before I get to it. Cleaning is not only not fun, it can be down right disgusting sometimes. Especially when you have to clean your bathroom, (I'll give you two guesses which room I'm cleaning today).

Do you think my bathroom is way past cleaning if I have some sort of tiny little bugs flying around my bathroom sink? I'm telling myself it's just because of the weather, and not matter what I do I just can't get rid of them.

I know what you're thinking, you're saying to yourself, "I bet they'd go away if you just cleaned your bathroom." Well, that's pretty smug of you, but I suppose you're right.

So, stop snarking at me already. I'm cleaning!

COMPUTERS!!!!!!!

Due to the ever increasing frustration that has become part of my life, I have added a new category to my blog. It's called Daily Rant. Watch out people, this is where I plan on unloading all the anger and hostility I can't take out on the idiots or things that cause me strife in the world.

We shall start our rant today on computers, or as my precious little nephew calls them, paputors, (he's 3-years-old and a genius!) Were computers invented to make our lives easier or a living hell? Because honestly, on any given day it could be either one, or usually both, for me.

Take for example saving your digital pictures. They make it sound like it is the easiest thing in the world. Just plug this thing a majig in here, then click this button, oh but make sure it's compatible with the computer program you have or you'll break everything, even your tv. Oh, the television had nothing to do with it but somehow it linked up to some doohiky, and now they're all broken.

The problem is we'v become so accustom to having the tech toys that we start to rely on them. Just recently, my sister's computer crashed, through no fault of her own, and she lost everything!!!!! Pictures of my nephew, work related stuff, home business stuff, you know a bunch of really important stuff! Before computers she would have had all of that ..stuff filed away as hard copies, but not now.

It's not that I want all these unbelievably magical things to go away, I just want whoever makes them to remember we didn't all spend our teenage years locked away in our garages. Not to build computers anyway.

Please feel free to comment on any of my rants. And don't be shy, add yours to my comment box and I just may add them to my blog.