December 30, 2006

You Go Queenie!!

You know what pisses me off most?  Ignorance.  And people who seem to think that ignorance is bliss.

You must read the following posts:

The Queen of Spain wrote a letter to Michelle Obama at the Huff Post.

She received quite a lot of grief from people who took her motherly opinion out of context.

She responded. 

The Chicago Sun-Times picked up her post and more ignorant people came out of the rafters.

Erin responded again.

Now some asshat is trying to protest her.  And they even called her a Republican. 

Now if even I, a die hard conservative Republican (and a MOTHER), understood Erin’s frame of mind while reading her letter, then these people need mental floss.

It’s the kind of thing that angers me.  Seeing these people act like jack asses.

I’m writing to the Huffington Post AND The Chicago Sun-Times to praise Erin.

Won’t you join me?

I’m sending my e-letter to The Huffington Post at info@huffingtonpost.com
I haven’t found an e-mail address for the Chicago Sun-Times yet, but I’ll just mail my letter to:

CHICAGO SUN-TIMES

350 N. Orleans, Chicago, Illinois 60654

December 28, 2006

Christmas Recap

I haven’t been around much lately and I apologize.  I’m terribly sorry for abandoning my blog and blog friends.  Please forgive me, but life has been hellish lately.

Before I continue with this post, please welcome my Uncle Mikey.  He is probably reading this and laughing.  He found my blog accidentally while searching for The Queen of Spain.  No, not Erin.  The other Queen of Spain who actually lives in Spain.  He just so happened to find Queen’s post on GBJD and my response to it.  Talk about blushing at Christmas finding out your uncle read your blog by mistake.  Oy!  It’s a strange feeling, but I told him I never write anything I wouldn’t want anyone to read.

Carrying on, now.  Christmas was wonderful, stressful, filling, wretched, beautiful, soothing, chaotic, frantic and awesome all bundled into one.  I know you think this is not possible, to feel all those emotions and feelings all at one time, but believe me:  It happened to me.

Here’s some photos of the blessed holiday!

Dawson got obnoxious, loud toys for Christmas.

Dawson refused to sit still for a picture with his cousin Brittany.

Aunt Gail tried to put together his new Thomas track, with no success.  It may have been too late in the evening to fathom such a complex toy.

We finally put it together at home after much crying and whining.

All that work just to lay on the floor and watch Thomas go by.

Christmas in a nutshell.  Watching time go by….until we do it all over again next year!

December 26, 2006

Exhaustion

Now that the holidays are over, is anyone else as tired as I am??  I can’t function!  I’m drained!

I hope your celebrations were happy ones!

December 23, 2006

Power Outage and Racism?

Last night I was trying to blog because I’ve been slacking, and I felt bad about it, but our power went out at around 8:00 p.m.  We had already received 5 inches of snow and apparently snow can be heavy on power lines.  We weren’t electrified again until 9:20 p.m.

Let’s just say it got a little cold in the house.  But we survived.  Doug, Dawson, Murphy and I curled up on the couch to read “If I Ran the Zoo” by Dr. Seuss, via candle light.  I couldn’t finish reading the book because I felt as though there was a racial slur in it.

I may be overreacting, which I do well, but there’s a part in the book where character Gerald McGrew wants to run the zoo and hunt (but not kill) animals in Zomba-ma Tant and as Dr. Seuss puts it he will enlist the help of men “with eyes at a slant”.

I stopped reading.  I do not want my two year old to say something horrible like that because his mother read it to him from a Dr. Seuss book.  As far as I’m concerned that’s not a good thing to say.  I don’t care if he couldn’t find another word that rhymes with the funny named city Gerald was visiting….but I can…rant.  Rant rhymes with Zomba-ma Tant.  Or Pant!  Or Can’t.  Or Shan’t (is that a word?) or something other than that. (hey!  That!  That kind of rhymes!) 

He could have written that Gerald McGrew would enlist men who wear one-legged pants.  Close enough to rhyming.  WAY better than what he really wrote!  

Am I nuts or just crazy?  Ha!  That’s a funny question.  Obviously, I’m reading Dr. Seuss to my child and worried about all the hidden racist remarks to be found.  Dr. Seuss!  Of all the books I could be questioning, I never thought it would be Dr. Seuss!

Mocha and The Caffeinated Librarian, maybe you could help me out.  Am I overreacting?