I swear to God, I’m smart until I get called on in class. As soon as the professor says my name *POOF!* all of my knowledge vanishes from my mind. One on one I can carry on a solid discussion about law school topics, or at least BS my way though. Call on me in public and my brain goes…
WTF?
I don’t know why I’m watching Toddlers and Tiaras but I am, and I want to throttle a lot of people on this show right now. Twice now I’ve heard moms say, “Well its just going to hurt her for a little bit but it’ll be worth it.” Once from a mom forcing a pierced earring into her daughters ear when it’s obvious the back of the hole has healed too much. The other from a mother who waxes her daughter’s eye brows.
When you are physically hurting your child just to win a competition I think you need to definitely re-think your priorities. Or have someone take that baby away from you and give her (or him) to someone who love them for who they are.
And quit making them believe they need fake hair and make up to be attractive! Tell them how wonderful they are NATURALLY! And no, not just that they’re beautiful. That they’re smart, creative, kind…etc. Don’t put all the value on their looks!
Ok. Rant over.
Kristen Bell Sloth Meltdown on Ellen.
I can’t explain why, but believe me when I say you need to watch this.
So much to do today. My dad is visiting me this weekend so I need to make my apartment look presentable. I also need new winter shirts because it occurred to me that I was wearing basically the same 5 things every week. When I cleaned out my closet a few weeks ago for Goodwill I think I went a little over board.
On a side note, Sirius is driving me up the wall with his food pickiness. I bought him some of that raw food, the kind you keep in the freezer and thaw to feed your dog or cat? I thought he’d LOVE this stuff. Nope. Took a piece in his mouth, dropped it, and went to the other side of the room with his head down looking like this raw meat was the scariest thing in the world. I will NEVER under stand him. Not wanting the food is something I can understand. Being scared of it? HUH?! So now he’s hiding because he’s scared I’ll tell him to go eat it again. Meanwhile, the cat has her face buried in it, eating as much as she can before the dog realizes what a good thing he’s missing.
I’ve got the food covered with foil to keep the cat out. I’m hoping that maybe it was still a little cold and he didn’t like that. So I’ll try again in a bit, after it’s room temperature I guess. That scares me though, I don’t want him getting sick from bad meat but if it is too cold I don’t know how else to test it. I don’t think I should microwave it. Smells weird enough cold.
The progression of Patrick the pit bull, who, for those unaware, was starved to death, placed in a trash bag, thrown down a trash chute, and miraculously found by a trash man.
THIS is why I don’t believe in euthanizing animals who have been through hell and are closer to death than life. They deserve a loving, happy life and they are capable of one.
(via iambal)
Getting it all right on the first try. YEAH!
My Darling Wife
This note is to warn you of a diabolical plot entered into by some of our so called friends — (ha!) calendar makers and even our own children. These and others would have you believe we’ve been married 20 years.
20 minutes maybe — but never 20 years. In the first place it is a…
Dogs barking the Imperial March. NEW. FAVORITE. COMMERCIAL!
This blog is but a small escape for a law student. At any minute I anticipate realizing I would rather spend my life at sea and run off to become a pirate.
In an ideal world, I want to work out west in Jackson Hole, WY, so I can contribute to wildlife protection and work on my hobby of photography, with any luck becoming the next Tom Mangelson. Then, in my off time, go to Atlantic Beach, NC for a seaside getaway. Ahh, that would be the life!
