what’s REALLY on my mind
… the state of the world, as we know it, is freaking me out. a few weeks ago, i ate breakfast at a counter next to a man who liked the book i was reading and struck up a conversation with me. he mentioned reading a study that mentioned that last month alone, the national debt was so huge that it was as though every single family in the united states was $650 in debt. EACH FAMILY. do you know how many families are in america right now? how overpopulated we are? (asks the woman with a vagina-fetus in her belly.)
… why won’t my son take a dump in the toilet? we have tried EVERYTHING and he still prefers to shit his pants. it’s mind boggling. should he continue this shitty business in 2012, he will not be attending full-day school, AND HE MUST GO TO SCHOOL BECAUSE OMG I’LL DIE.
… really? you celebrated the official end of the iraq war yesterday? i don’t even know what to say about that except please don’t knock on my door come march when my husband is deployed… again.
… i’m kinda pissed that ‘the girl with the dragon tattoo’ is all americanized and redone. the books were FANTASTIC, in my opinion, and the original swedish films were genuine adaptations of the books. sure, not everyone enjoys subtitles in movies, but now we’ve gone and americanized this story which means EXPLOSIONS! STUNTS! CRAZY SHIT! and color me disappointed.
… really? you want to ask me why i would choose to have a baby, knowing that my husband will be deployed for the birth? stay tuned. i’ll lay it all out for you in a piece i’m working on. (hint: it has something to do with BECAUSE WE WANT ANOTHER BABY.)
… what is up with former president’s daughters being news reporters and journalists? the bush daughter is a today show correspondent, and a few nights ago, i saw chelsea clinton conducting an interview for i dunno abc/nbc one of the c’s. do they list “president’s daughter” on their resume? i just don’t understand.
… sandusky showered with kids in order to teach them basic hygiene? you expect people to believe that? how about the few of you who are justifying the actions of this man just go ahead and call it what it is… it is rape. stop insulting the survivors and making excuses for someone who is not worthy of excuses.
… we’re done with traveling for the holidays. this will be our last year of going ‘home’ to atlanta for christmas, and we couldn’t be happier about it. because really, while it’s lovely to have both sets of family in the same city, it’s a ping-pong match on crack. and as of 2012, we will officially out number our families with family members of little people. we’ve gone home to atlanta for the holidays since paul and i started dating in 1999, it’s REALLY time to be done.
… yesterday it was 81 degrees in jacksonville. 81. this morning, jackson went to school in shorts and while i love that we’re back in florida, i worry about our planet burning up. seriously? 81 degrees? even north florida has been known to get a wee bit frosty in december. does this mean that next christmas will be even hotter? because pretty soon, we’re all going to have loin cloths in our closets, and nothing else.
… really? a baby seal showed up on your couch? WHERE’S MINE?!?!
NO MORE BAIL FOR SANDUSKY
jerry sandusky posted his $250,000 bail this morning, and has been released.
he has racked up more than 50 charges to date. he spent last night in jail.
he is now out. again. which is dumb.
::standing on soapbox for a moment::
i’d like to take a moment to tackle this “child sex abuse” terminology that has been rampant in the media concerning these allegations against sandusky.
CHILD SEX = RAPE
CHILD SEX ABUSE = RAPE
SEX ABUSE SCANDAL INVOLVING CHILDREN = RAPE
::stepping off soapbox::
Under the terms of his release, Sandusky will be confined to his home, subject to electronic monitoring and forbidden from having any contact with any witnesses or victims in the attorney general investigation.
Sandusky was jailed Wednesday on 12 new charges of child sex abuse after a grand jury report released details of testimony from two new alleged victims.
Sandusky was charged last month with sexually abusing 8 other boys over a 15-year span. He maintains his innocence. -via abcnews.com
crimes aside. rape allegations aside. child sex abuse charges aside… what chaps my ass at this moment in time is that sandusky has the option of bail. he continues to make bail and will continue to do so until bail is no longer an option for him.
the man should be behind bars, period. no bail.
and here’s why: no one is being protected with sandusky making bail. NO ONE. obviously his victims are not being protected. their assailant is confined to his home. those brave individuals who came forward (and are still coming forward) are not being protected so long as sandusky is able to post bail.
also, (and i personally couldn’t care less about sandusky’s safety, for the record) the truth of the matter is that sandusky is not being protected either. he is safer behind bars than he is on house-arrest.
bail should no longer be an option for sandusky. no one is being protected by offering him bail.
ps- dear media, call it what it is… IT IS RAPE.
googling ailments leads you here
if you were to google ’round ligament pain’ you would be given a ton conflicting information (like most things when it comes to internet-diagnosing yourself for whatever is pestering you. which is why i continue to google my pregnancy ailments. because that makes sense.)
you’ll read that ’round ligament pain’ is sharp. and dull. and a shooting pain. and only lasts a few seconds. but is also a longer-lasting ache.
you’ll read that it can lead to cramping, but if it does, you should call your doctor.
but then you’ll read that the sharp, stabbing pain can lead to lower abdominal cramping. so that’s fun.
and then you’ll read about calling your doctor if there is also nausea and vomiting associated with the sharp but dull shooting but longer-lasting pain because IT’S NOT LIKE YOU HAVE NAUSEA AND VOMITING AT ANY OTHER POINT THROUGHOUT PREGNANCY.
it’s not at all confusing. actually, it’s pretty straight forward.
which is why i have been on the phone with my obgyn’s nurse most mornings of this week, and is also why i have a prenatal massage scheduled for tomorrow morning.
because i’m totally on top of knowing my body and understanding all of its happenings. i’ve been to this horse-and-pony ride before.
my body is totally a wonderland.
when bloggers actually have souls
WARNING: this is when i get really angry, nay… disgusted with people. feel free to close your browser now.
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i received an email yesterday from a woman, offering money in return for placing her ad as a link in one of my previously written posts.
i get a lot of these. all bloggers do. and typically i just delete them and move on. this email, however, struck me as odd because she referenced the post in which she wanted to place her ad.
she specifically requested this post i had written back in february. i’ll let you take a minute to read the post to understand why my curiosity was peaked when learning that someone wanted to place an ad link in that particular post.
odd, no? who requests and ad link be placed in a post like that?
so, i wrote her back and simply asked for specific details.
this was her response…
The link would be to www.types-of-nurses.com/forensic-nursing
And we’d like it on this post http://www.mybottlesup.com/2011/02/create-the-mold-of-a-rape-victim/
All you would have to do is edit the second paragraph to read: “..i’ve sat with them in emergency rooms while a forensic nurse collected evidence, and i’ve sat with them in SARC…”
Then make the words “forensic nurse” link to our site
And that’s it. As soon as the link is in place we can immediately pay you via PayPal. Let me know if you are interested and if we can work something out. Thanks!
to say i was flabbergasted does not even touch it. i was astounded. disgusted. enraged. i was hurt and disappointed.
i told paul about the brief email exchange i had with this woman, and as he shook his head in disbelief, i let my anger out. i said nasty things, cursed humanity, and told paul where i would like to see this woman go. i was so mad that i cried. i got up off the couch, went to the bathroom, and cried.
how dare she! how dare anyone! what is wrong with people?!?!
but i made sure to write her back first…
Dear __________,
No. There is no amount of money anyone could PayPal me to place ads for forensic nursing programs in my posts regarding rape and sexual assault.
Nic
i know just as well as the next person does that the blog world can get ugly sometimes. i know that there are bloggers deemed as “sell outs” for accepting money for posts, ads, etc. ya know what though? i also know that people need to make a damn living. bloggers need to put food on the table just as much as anyone else does.
have i “sold out” and accepted payment for posts? sure. will i continue to? possibly. if the opportunity is the right opportunity.
and yeah, there are times when i cringe at certain offers, the inner starving artist inside of me yelling DON’T GIVE IN TO THE MAN!!!
but there are times when i feel overjoyed and grateful for opportunities (paid and unpaid) that are offered to me as a blogger.
what you won’t see me do is accept any form of payment for placing an ad link in a post i have written about rape and sexual assault.
isn’t the subject taboo enough? isn’t there enough controversy surrounding abuse, rape, and sex crimes? what do you think offering bloggers money for ad links in rape-related posts will do? get you more clicks? traffic to your site? no. it won’t. all it will do is make the association between consumerism and sexual abuse.
use that money that you were going to paypal me and give it to a sexual assault response center. donate it to the Joyful Heart Foundation and work to end the backlog on rape kits.
don’t offer that money to someone who wrote a post months ago in the hopes of being heard and making a change. that’s just insulting, and makes you look like an asshole.
mish-mosh, updates, and a side of ginger snap cookies
so… this morning, after i found myself able to lift my head off the pillow without feeling a strong desire to vomit all over my king sized mattress, i promptly got dressed (no shower FTW!) because who wants to be first-trimester-bloated pregnant and walking around in a t-shirt and underwear when a demolition comes into your apartment?
not me. at least not me today. maybe tomorrow, ya never know.
after inhaling a few ginger snap cookies for breakfast, i wrangled up jackson to head for a quick trip to the grocery store because we’re out of milk and apparently i enjoy milk and all things dairy-like when i’m pregnant. i should just buy a cow for the next 7 months.
the only way i coax jackson into the car and out of the numerous puddles he wanted to jump in was to promise him a donut. a chocolate donut.
parenting at its finest! bribery wins all things.
now that i am back home, the milk is chilling in the fridge, and i took my asshole dog out to have the nervous shits for the umpteenth time this week, my son’s sugar high has kicked in. i should just kick my own ass.
the demolition crew arrived. what? why? demolition crew? they promptly began tearing apart more of our master bedroom due to the hurricane damage. no, the crew is not hot, for those of you wondering. not hot at all.
i started a new gig over at babble.com’s “being pregnant” blog today. totally excited to share my crazy pregnant insight over there, monday thru friday. and the extra income with a little person arriving next spring is nice as well.
my first post was published just this morning, and i burst the bubble of the infamous pregnancy glow that totally does not exist during the first trimester.
you can check it out here.
so with a new writing gig, a torn up apartment, the day-to-day with a 3 year old who still refuses to poop on the potty… oh yeah, AND I’M MOVING NEXT WEEK, things are a wee bit hectic.
life is fun, y’all. fun and fantastic and i’m just rollin’ with it all in the hopes that no one notices my lack of personal hygiene for the next week or so.
also, before i forget, an abundant amount of THANK YOUS to all of you who have commented, tweeted me, emailed, and left me messages on my facebook page with your sweet congrats for our growing family. truly, thank you.
Have a Sip
