Some of you may know that I have a 9 year old daughter. Right now, I hate her.
No, I love her, but I hate her teenager-lite* ways.
She is hitting puberty in a major way and life is just about the suckiest thing ever for the both of us. Her constant bouts of hormone-derived insanity is going to cause me to lapse into a fugue and kick her dead in her neck or punch her right on the side of the head. If you see me on the news one day...you already know what happened.
Sometimes I fell like I need to put her up for adoption for the next 10-15 years and then reclaim her once she's grown because I just can't take much more of the mini daytime dramas that happen at least 3-4 times per day. I feel like I'm living with a brown Erica Kane (please google this chick if you don't know who she is...she is the ULTIMATE!!!)
The most recent drama...she wants her hair cut short.
Now, some of you may know that my daughter has a ton of hair and it is very long...just a couple of inches from her rear-end. Her hair isn't kinky like mine in the least bit. There is no "nap," just some frizz in certain sections. When she gets individual braids or cornrows, she doesn't need any Yaki or Kanekalon to get the ill hang-time (much to the amazement of some of the girls in her dance class). Like most wavy/curlies, the hair tangles easily. Her hair is no exception. So, while I'm combing out her hair to braid it up so she can sleep without fear of the dreaded fiend "Matted Bed-Head" attacking her poor head in the middle of the night, she asks me (for the 2nd time today) if she can give her hair to me and she wants it cut short because it is really just too much to take 5 min out of the day to detangle PRIOR to the formation of her hairstyle.
I want to tell her to shut up and stop being a dumb-dumb. Instead, I tell her fine and i'm making an appt for her this weekend to get the mess chopped off. I'm so tired of her feeling like life is such a burden. It makes me tired and grumpy.
The question now is...Should I cut off her hair? It might actually look good on her. Also, with less hair, there's less braiding for me and easier hair washing (she might be able to do it herself and it won't take 1/2 a bottle of shampoo and conditioner to get the job done...thank God!!). However, if she hates it, I can throw it in her face!!! That aspect excites me thoroughly.
Am I a bad mother? Probably, but oh well. It is what it is and that's all there is to it.
*Teenager-lite: teenage angst without the actual age behind it to say that it's teenage angst. a level of drama that typically oozes from a (pre)teen, but is actually emitted from an individual a little younger...like say a 9 year-old girl.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
That nasty little "P" word
That nasty little word is procrastination (cue the omnious dun-dun-duuuuuun music).
I've known for at least 3 weeks that I needed to start packing for my trek across the country; however, not much got done because when packing, I would have to clean and the whole affair would become the worst chore ever recorded in history.
So...what did i do.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Now, I have to do everything at the last minute and it is affecting my health. I stayed up until 330 am this morning trying to get myself and 2 children packed and squared away. When I went to lie down, I didn't fall asleep for over an hr. I am now up less than 5 hrs after I originally went to bed because I can't sleep. I think I am having one continuous anxiety attack because I have this weird, nagging sensation in my chest like I'm going to have a heart attack.
No, I'm not going to have a heart attack.
However, since my vocabulary is limited and I do not possess the word that accurately describes the feeling, the term "heart attack" is just going to have to do. Maybe like butterflies, but in my chest...no, that's much too nice a term.
Any way it goes, it sucks.
Have I learned my lesson...not likely. Since I believe procrastination is something that you're born with, I'm stuck with it.
At about 3pm, I'm taking a sleeping pill and will try to get 7 hrs of sleep before I go pick up my spouse for our journey across this blessed land *rolling eyes*
I am not looking forward to it.
I've known for at least 3 weeks that I needed to start packing for my trek across the country; however, not much got done because when packing, I would have to clean and the whole affair would become the worst chore ever recorded in history.
So...what did i do.
Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Now, I have to do everything at the last minute and it is affecting my health. I stayed up until 330 am this morning trying to get myself and 2 children packed and squared away. When I went to lie down, I didn't fall asleep for over an hr. I am now up less than 5 hrs after I originally went to bed because I can't sleep. I think I am having one continuous anxiety attack because I have this weird, nagging sensation in my chest like I'm going to have a heart attack.
No, I'm not going to have a heart attack.
However, since my vocabulary is limited and I do not possess the word that accurately describes the feeling, the term "heart attack" is just going to have to do. Maybe like butterflies, but in my chest...no, that's much too nice a term.
Any way it goes, it sucks.
Have I learned my lesson...not likely. Since I believe procrastination is something that you're born with, I'm stuck with it.
At about 3pm, I'm taking a sleeping pill and will try to get 7 hrs of sleep before I go pick up my spouse for our journey across this blessed land *rolling eyes*
I am not looking forward to it.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Random Thought Thursday
Ok, so here's the deal party people: I am the proud parent of 2 very intelligent beings; however, both are stock raving mad.
My oldest child, a girl, likes watching porn and bossing her brother around. She is addicted to feeling "put upon" yet contributes absolutely NOTHING to the household and is required to only complete her homework in a timely manner and produce excellent grades. She is an honor roll student and brought home straight A's on her last progress report. Unfortunately, when she gets home, she acts like she's never seen any of the work material before. I really hope this whole "No Child Left Behind" thing hasn't crept into private schools because i refuse to pay a monthly tuition to a school that produces dumb-dumbs.
I am pretty sure that God is torturing me because this child is on an emotional roller coaster and is frequently and inexplicably mad at the world 38% of the week. She is frequently pissed off because she doesn't get to play, but even as I type, she isn't bothering to try to get her homework done. I threatened to slap her face clean off her head (i used those exact words) because she had this "I'm about to cry" face on. What in the world does she have to cry about? The fact that she didn't get to go out and play because SHE failed to complete her homework? Then, like a fool, she decides she is going to focus on her homework...in the dark. If i could pull a Bernie Mac and chop this chick in her throat, God knows I would because she is really trying me. I CAN'T STAND a dumb look while I'm speaking to you in a civil manner. I'm going to take the advice of a co-worker and really put it on her when she's feeling put upon because this child is more than blessed and extremely favored
Now for my son: I am convinced that he is a genius, but he is about the nastiness creature I know. His drawers stay chocked full of poop. Handling his dirty laundry is a hazard to my health. However, being nasty doesn't phase him. Next to his nastiness is his inability to tell a good, compelling lie; however, he will stick with the dumb, improbable lie even if you threaten to kill him. For example, when asked who peed on him since he was adamant that he didn't do it, he told me that the tree peed on him...the tree!!! He said this so quickly...he didn't even skip a beat. He didn't crack a smile. I've never seen someone say something so foolish and keep a straight face. I think that before he lies, he convinces himself that it is the truth; therefore, to him, he hasn't lie and so it's easy to stick with his story. For instance, someone smeared poop on a roll of toilet tissue. Neither my husband or I are this trifling. My daughter is much to dainty for this (however, I still have to remind her to put lotion and deodorant on...i guess, in her world it's ok to smell like a spice rack all while looking like you've been rolling in a vat of flour). This mess is right up my son's alley...he's done this on more than one occasion. However, this time, he didn't own up to it and even when we told him that it had to be him, he wouldn't fess up. We told him to say that it was his sister...he didn't lie on her (she would have popped him in his jaw). He knew not to lie on me or his father and say that we did it. Even after he was punished, he still wouldn't fess up. Well, at least he's consistent
My son is large, my daughter is smallish. They are 3 years apart and their hands are the same size. She can wear his pants and they fit ok in the waist...the reverse is not true. There is only 1 size difference between their shoes. She does not like chocolate and considers many candies/pastries to be too sweet. She will eat every vegetable given to her without complaint. He loves all things sugary...he does not discriminate. He will only eat greens (the green spicy things) and broccoli. He hates asparagus and he thinks that green beans are the equivalent to asparagus. But then again, he considers all meat/poultry to be chicken, no matter what it looks like...it's just a different form of chicken. She puts on lip gloss before she brushes her teeth in the morning...I guess you gotta look good no matter how atrocious your breath is. He will come out the bathroom bucket-naked and will run around the house that way until you force him to put clothes on, but as soon as he gets his underwear on, modesty kicks in and I can't see him in his underwear (however, it's ok for his sister to see him).
What was this post about?
Nothing
I just wanted to talk about my kids :)
And yes, like a dummy, i'm thinking of another one
My oldest child, a girl, likes watching porn and bossing her brother around. She is addicted to feeling "put upon" yet contributes absolutely NOTHING to the household and is required to only complete her homework in a timely manner and produce excellent grades. She is an honor roll student and brought home straight A's on her last progress report. Unfortunately, when she gets home, she acts like she's never seen any of the work material before. I really hope this whole "No Child Left Behind" thing hasn't crept into private schools because i refuse to pay a monthly tuition to a school that produces dumb-dumbs.
I am pretty sure that God is torturing me because this child is on an emotional roller coaster and is frequently and inexplicably mad at the world 38% of the week. She is frequently pissed off because she doesn't get to play, but even as I type, she isn't bothering to try to get her homework done. I threatened to slap her face clean off her head (i used those exact words) because she had this "I'm about to cry" face on. What in the world does she have to cry about? The fact that she didn't get to go out and play because SHE failed to complete her homework? Then, like a fool, she decides she is going to focus on her homework...in the dark. If i could pull a Bernie Mac and chop this chick in her throat, God knows I would because she is really trying me. I CAN'T STAND a dumb look while I'm speaking to you in a civil manner. I'm going to take the advice of a co-worker and really put it on her when she's feeling put upon because this child is more than blessed and extremely favored
Now for my son: I am convinced that he is a genius, but he is about the nastiness creature I know. His drawers stay chocked full of poop. Handling his dirty laundry is a hazard to my health. However, being nasty doesn't phase him. Next to his nastiness is his inability to tell a good, compelling lie; however, he will stick with the dumb, improbable lie even if you threaten to kill him. For example, when asked who peed on him since he was adamant that he didn't do it, he told me that the tree peed on him...the tree!!! He said this so quickly...he didn't even skip a beat. He didn't crack a smile. I've never seen someone say something so foolish and keep a straight face. I think that before he lies, he convinces himself that it is the truth; therefore, to him, he hasn't lie and so it's easy to stick with his story. For instance, someone smeared poop on a roll of toilet tissue. Neither my husband or I are this trifling. My daughter is much to dainty for this (however, I still have to remind her to put lotion and deodorant on...i guess, in her world it's ok to smell like a spice rack all while looking like you've been rolling in a vat of flour). This mess is right up my son's alley...he's done this on more than one occasion. However, this time, he didn't own up to it and even when we told him that it had to be him, he wouldn't fess up. We told him to say that it was his sister...he didn't lie on her (she would have popped him in his jaw). He knew not to lie on me or his father and say that we did it. Even after he was punished, he still wouldn't fess up. Well, at least he's consistent
My son is large, my daughter is smallish. They are 3 years apart and their hands are the same size. She can wear his pants and they fit ok in the waist...the reverse is not true. There is only 1 size difference between their shoes. She does not like chocolate and considers many candies/pastries to be too sweet. She will eat every vegetable given to her without complaint. He loves all things sugary...he does not discriminate. He will only eat greens (the green spicy things) and broccoli. He hates asparagus and he thinks that green beans are the equivalent to asparagus. But then again, he considers all meat/poultry to be chicken, no matter what it looks like...it's just a different form of chicken. She puts on lip gloss before she brushes her teeth in the morning...I guess you gotta look good no matter how atrocious your breath is. He will come out the bathroom bucket-naked and will run around the house that way until you force him to put clothes on, but as soon as he gets his underwear on, modesty kicks in and I can't see him in his underwear (however, it's ok for his sister to see him).
What was this post about?
Nothing
I just wanted to talk about my kids :)
And yes, like a dummy, i'm thinking of another one
Friday, March 12, 2010
Senate Says No To Ending Crack Disparity...Of Course!!!
So, I got a peep of this link from my favorite left-wing info site, Huffingtonpost.com. Please click the following and delight your mind and eyes: Senate Says No To Ending Crack Disparity. (Posted using ShareThis)
As Dres from Black Sheep would say...
Anyway, I'm just a little concerned that Durbin agreed to Sessions bullcrap bill.
I can only assume that Sessions is some sort of be-yotch and Durbin suffers from a major case of bitchassness (sorry for the profanity, but I really believe that this is the most appropriate word to give to an individual that rolled over on something so OBVIOUSLY wrong!).
Sessions, you're a beyotch because you refuse to bring a bill to light that will completely eliminate the disparity. Why is there one in the first place and why aren't you working to get rid of it? Well, since you're a Republican, I guess I should be happy that you're willing to throw Black folk a bone. Now you can go to sleep knowing that you have helped some Black people and you might even, one day, have one as a friend (that you will actually invite to your house and will know the last name off...Michael Steele and Clarence Thomas do not count)
Durbin, you're suffering from bitchassness because, as a Democrat, I expect you to rally against all things Republican (thought and action). At the very least, I expect Dems to call out Repubs, make them look like a punk/racist/elitist and kinda force them into doing what you want them to do. Yet, you rolled over on this one. I kinda wish we had a parliamentary-ish system like in China...they just start fighting if they don't like what others have to say. Anyway, Durbin has proved that he is lacking a pair and that the Democratic party really doesn't care that much for Black people.*
I would have like to have gone into a much more detailed diatribe; however, hubby is away for the week; the kids are driving me up the wall and I still have to prepare for a cross-country move.
Peace and love black folks (and B. and J. ...you know who you are). If you really must slang a drug, make sure it's cocaine and not crack!!!
Crack is Whack!
-Whitney Houston
*side note: please remember that Affirmative Action was coined and brought into fruition by the Democratic party. Yes, minorities and women sometimes need that extra boost just to get the same opportunities that white males seem to be inherently born with; however, who in the world wants to feel like they only got a position because of their gender, skin color and/or ethnic background? Now, instead of just working like everyone else, you gotta work extra hard to prove to your boss and co-workers that you aren't a joke and was only hired to fill a quota and keep the company from being monetarily penalized for non-compliance. I can't necessarily call it reverse racism because many of the new-hires aren't being hired because the employer thinks that the gender/skin of the new-hire makes them superior to their white-male counterparts. However, I will say that it's a terribly paternalistic policy that really does not uplift or further women and minorities
As Dres from Black Sheep would say...
you can get with this...
-OR-
...you can get with that
Anyway, I'm just a little concerned that Durbin agreed to Sessions bullcrap bill.
I can only assume that Sessions is some sort of be-yotch and Durbin suffers from a major case of bitchassness (sorry for the profanity, but I really believe that this is the most appropriate word to give to an individual that rolled over on something so OBVIOUSLY wrong!).
Sessions, you're a beyotch because you refuse to bring a bill to light that will completely eliminate the disparity. Why is there one in the first place and why aren't you working to get rid of it? Well, since you're a Republican, I guess I should be happy that you're willing to throw Black folk a bone. Now you can go to sleep knowing that you have helped some Black people and you might even, one day, have one as a friend (that you will actually invite to your house and will know the last name off...Michael Steele and Clarence Thomas do not count)
Durbin, you're suffering from bitchassness because, as a Democrat, I expect you to rally against all things Republican (thought and action). At the very least, I expect Dems to call out Repubs, make them look like a punk/racist/elitist and kinda force them into doing what you want them to do. Yet, you rolled over on this one. I kinda wish we had a parliamentary-ish system like in China...they just start fighting if they don't like what others have to say. Anyway, Durbin has proved that he is lacking a pair and that the Democratic party really doesn't care that much for Black people.*
I would have like to have gone into a much more detailed diatribe; however, hubby is away for the week; the kids are driving me up the wall and I still have to prepare for a cross-country move.
Peace and love black folks (and B. and J. ...you know who you are). If you really must slang a drug, make sure it's cocaine and not crack!!!
Crack is Whack!
-Whitney Houston
*side note: please remember that Affirmative Action was coined and brought into fruition by the Democratic party. Yes, minorities and women sometimes need that extra boost just to get the same opportunities that white males seem to be inherently born with; however, who in the world wants to feel like they only got a position because of their gender, skin color and/or ethnic background? Now, instead of just working like everyone else, you gotta work extra hard to prove to your boss and co-workers that you aren't a joke and was only hired to fill a quota and keep the company from being monetarily penalized for non-compliance. I can't necessarily call it reverse racism because many of the new-hires aren't being hired because the employer thinks that the gender/skin of the new-hire makes them superior to their white-male counterparts. However, I will say that it's a terribly paternalistic policy that really does not uplift or further women and minorities
Saturday, March 6, 2010
What in the...!!!
These are all images form margaretbowland.com. I have no idea what to say.
I have no idea why all of her black models are in white face. The last picture to me appears to be the most tragic looking thing she could conceive.
I have no idea what this woman looks like though I wish I did.
What are you comments on this?
I am utterly dumbfounded.
Random Thought Saturday
I've been away for a while. Trust me, I've had random thought, but just been a little busy.
We are getting ready to make a big move to Cali soon.
Am I excited? Marginally.
Am I thrilled to shed some of the ridiculous files I have to handle? Heck Yeah!!!
Does the thought of moving myself, my children and part of a household across the country make me tired just thinking about it? You know it!!
However, the possibility of being able to own my own home makes it all worth it.
Do I have anything to rant and rave about...not really.
I just think it's funny that someone thought I would rain down a race war because some silly girl/woman-thing thinks that it is still OK to refer to people of color as 'colored.' I think she was having an out of body John Mayer moment. Stupid things stay falling out of his mouth.
As you know, I would have had to put her in her place, but I certainly wouldn't have caused a race war. That's funny :).
I think that if I were more politically-minded and socially aware, I'd be a much more dangerous mind. That dangerous mind would have tried to call forth the utter destruction and eradication of the poor soul that made the "colored" remark.
Question: Can you be a black nationalist and married to someone that isn't black. Would that be like David Duke married to Condoleeza Rice? Would that be like Louis Farrakhan (sp?) married to Barbara Walters?
Let's just say that I'm an aware individual.
Peace and Blessings yal...peace and blessings
We are getting ready to make a big move to Cali soon.
Am I excited? Marginally.
Am I thrilled to shed some of the ridiculous files I have to handle? Heck Yeah!!!
Does the thought of moving myself, my children and part of a household across the country make me tired just thinking about it? You know it!!
However, the possibility of being able to own my own home makes it all worth it.
Do I have anything to rant and rave about...not really.
I just think it's funny that someone thought I would rain down a race war because some silly girl/woman-thing thinks that it is still OK to refer to people of color as 'colored.' I think she was having an out of body John Mayer moment. Stupid things stay falling out of his mouth.
As you know, I would have had to put her in her place, but I certainly wouldn't have caused a race war. That's funny :).
I think that if I were more politically-minded and socially aware, I'd be a much more dangerous mind. That dangerous mind would have tried to call forth the utter destruction and eradication of the poor soul that made the "colored" remark.
Question: Can you be a black nationalist and married to someone that isn't black. Would that be like David Duke married to Condoleeza Rice? Would that be like Louis Farrakhan (sp?) married to Barbara Walters?
Let's just say that I'm an aware individual.
Peace and Blessings yal...peace and blessings
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