OMG DID YOU HEAR..?

You know what I'm really sick of? The media. The media that goes after entertainers so relentlessly that they can't even scratch their backsides in public. I say that if say Brad Pitt is in public with Angelina and the kids trying to enjoy oh I don't know, an ice cream cone for the littles, they're there for the kids, as a family, so they have as much a right to be left the hell alone as us "regular" people do. I mean could you stand having people pushing and scratching and running up to you 24/7 to snap a photo of your kids and you every single second? I sure as hell wouldn't want that, no way. When Brad is with the fam he's off limits imo. When he's on the red carpet or at the premier of his newest film then yes, take all the photo's of him you want, even of the kids if he's brought them along, but when he's being dad? Leave him alone. Now I just used Brad as an example 'cos he popped into my mind, I could have used Simon Lebon or John Taylor just as easily but figured maybe one or two people might not know who they were and thus wouldn't get the gist of my ramble. Now don't forget one thing, I'm a rabid fan of bands like Duran Duran, Spandau Ballet and Depeche Mode. I've gone from city to city to see these bands, I've driven hours to see the same tour and I've camped out in front of hotel's for a gander of a hottie. However I've never, not once, gone up to anybody I adore when he's been with his family. I respect them enough to give them the privacy every single human being on the face of this earth deserves and most enjoy. When they're onstage they're SIMON LEBON, but when he's with Yaz and the girls, he's Simon Lebon. There's a line and I do not cross it. I may go and pass out quietly in a corner somewhere but I won't even take a photo of them from afar. No honest, I won't. I've been in this sitch before, and I did not humiliate myself by ignoring my morals. I'm so proud of me.

So I'm really doubly sick of someone's sexual preference being splatted all over everywhere. I don't give a shit who's sleeping with who, unless it's me, which it never is. ::sigh:: Wednesday the headlines were full of Jim Parson's because some felt that he'd finally come out of the closet. Well I'm sorry but if you were surprised that he's gay? You've never paid attention to him. Not that he's flaming or anything, but even my 13 year old always thought he was gay. It's not a big deal, he's been with his partner for 10 years so obviously they're in love and that makes my heart very happy for him. I think he is a brilliant actor and his Sheldon on The Big Bang Theory is my ubur-favourite character right now, maybe even of all time, and I do not care what he does in his personal life. As long as he's happy, not hurting anyone, what does it matter? Why did that suddenly have to be made such a big deal? Bless him and his partner, may they live in sublime happiness for the rest of their lives. 

Why are we, as American's, so fucking consumed with what actors and musicians do in their personal life? Are we trying to live vicariously through them? Really? I mean if I wanted to be an actor or musician I imagine I would have gone out and done it or at least tried, so why would I want that lifestyle? I like my lifestyle. I'm a mom. I love that. Mom. I'm content. I do admit I like hearing when stars get married, when they have babies and when they're happy and have the world at their fingertips...but they should be let alone in public 90% of the time. I dunno, maybe I'm stupid, maybe I'm just not properly star-struck but I tell you, when I met Spandau Ballet in '09 and I looked into Gary Kemp's lovely blue eyes? Star struck doesn't begin to cover the emotions that went flying through me. I have my moments. Meeting Pink Floyd's David Gilmore was a definite high light of my life. Meeting John Candy (RIP) was another. When I met Anne Rice I was nearly speechless and Davy Jones did strike me speechless for a few moments. When John Taylor held my hand between his leather gloved hands I was woozy with pleasure and couldn't stop sniffing the lingering smell of that rich leather left on my hand all the way home but I would never ruin a night out on the town for him and his lovely wife, though I would love to meet her as well. Actually I always wanted to meet Simon Lebon's wife just a bit more than Simon...I just adore her. Weird. But alas, I stray. These are just people, people. They've been luckier than most, are talented at something most of us cannot do or maybe never thought to try, but they're not better than everyone else nor should they be put on a pedestal. Thing is they still use the loo, they still get sick, they still mess up and they have their own famous person heroes that shine bright in their eyes. Ok I think I would probably burst into tears to meet David Bowie, but who wouldn't? Seriously I would have a breakdown. I mean he's DAVID BOWIE for hell's sake! I'll meet him one day, I meet everyone. I'm lucky that way. But I only bother them when they're being their alter-ego's, not when they're being dad or hubby. Never then.

Bits and Bobs

So ok I'm sooo horrible at updating my blog, I just don't have much to say or the time in which to say it. I have a lot of actual thoughts and outrages but seldom the strength in which to put them down here. Well I suppose I have some time now...kid isn't home and I'm just sitting around. So here we go.

I think I'm still really angry about this whole "War on Women" shit I keep hearing from the GOP every day, especially when they say there is no War on Women as they're signing away our rights to our own bodies and healthcare for women and now I see some states are making it ok for women who are raped to be continually victimized by the system that is supposed to protect them. It's just disgusting. It infuriates me that these fat, rich old men think they own the fucking world and everyone in it well I hate to tell 'em but they sure as hell don't! I own me, nobody else does. Slavery is illegal. What usually stuns me most are the idiotic republican women cheering these things on as if there's nothing wrong. I guess in their eyes, since these rules/laws won't actually effect them, it is all ok. I really hope that come this November WHEN PRESIDENT OBAMA IS REELECTED the repukes sit down and think about the ridiculous decisions they've made in the past few years. I know republican's around me who are ashamed of this party, are absolutely either refusing to vote altogether or will be voting for the President. No matter how much it hurts. :o)  It's just mind blowing that there are still those out there who feel ok and not ashamed to stand up for what is being done, who actually believe all the lies Faux News tells, it scares the shit out of me when I see people who I think are normally intelligent people standing in front of me thinking they're successfully debating with me using Faux News talking points. It makes me flabbergasted when, just because I'm temporarily stunned silent due to their ignorance, that they've bested me and then get so angry when I eventually come back to life and make mincemeat of their "beliefs". Gosh they get so angry when I can and do prove over and over again how misinformed they are! My favourite is when people say, not even necessarily republican's, that they're upset with the President because he hasn't done a damned thing since he got into office....again after a few stunned moments of silence they're thinking differently when I point out what he's accomplished, even with every single damned repuke against him. It's humbling really, when you consider what he's done, just the healthcare reform gets me. It further frustrates me when people say they hate the healthcare reform and they don't want to pay for other people to have healthcare. First of all...how selfish. If I had a few bob left at the end of the day and could give it to someone who needed it I damned well would. Second of all, YOU PAY FOR THOSE PEOPLE NOW every single time they go to the ER because they stubbed their damned toe! PLUS everyone and I mean EVERYONE pays sooooooo much for insurance now, wouldn't it be nice to have that price go down, according to what you earn and can afford? Wouldn't it be nice to have some extra money in your pocket? I'd be very happy to have a bit more money in hand! I'm not afraid to have to pay for healthcare because I know if I can only afford 10 bucks per month then that's all I'll pay. Get it yet people? It's not like the POTUS is going to force us to all pay 500 bucks a month when we only make 600 a month..duh. STOP LISTENING TO THE REPUBLICANS! THEY LIE! Yeesh...

So ok last month it was in the 80z for like 2 weeks straight here in Chicago and it's gone downhill ever since. Next week it's supposed to warm up so yay...however, for all those people who, again, are listening to the repukes and don't believe in global warming, if the weather of the past few months don't prove it's existence to you...well then you'll never get your head out of the sand. Nothing to do about that. The weather has been wacky for sure and I know it does naturally go nutty from time-to-time, but it's been too wacky for too long. Our winters are lasting into the spring and our summers are lasting into the fall...well into. Shit's gotten weird, the poor plants and flowers and trees don't know if they're blooming or changing colours for the fall! 

Gosh my kid is 13 going on 30, I swear! The changes in him are freaking me out, he's tall, his voice is deep, he's getting hairy everywhere but he's still my sweet boy...when he's not a bratty, sullen teenager. lol I love the kid, with my heart and soul. He's a brilliant human being, he's talented, he's got a huge heart that he actually listens to. He amazes me on a daily basis and he is going to be SOMEONE when he's grown. Just you watch.

I think I'm going to beg my mum to let me plant some flowers and things in her backyard. The thing I hate most about living here in an apartment is having no outside to plant things I love. I want flowers! I'm sure she'll be ok with it, I mean it's not like she's gonna have to do a darned thing. I'll be over to water and stuff, she only lives a mile away! I want pretty pink flowers and purple flowers and yellow and blue and green and orange and....every colour in the world!!! I LOVE FLOWERS! I play the Sims 3 and you should see the landscaping I do for the houses I build! Amazing if I do say so myself! Actually I gotta run 'cos I gotta continue this adorable Southwestern influenced house!

Wow...just..wow.

Oh what a week I've had! Tuesday I ate some bad meat and biscuits that apparently I'm allergic to so I had a horrible reaction, the vomiting, the diarrhea, the swelling, the itching, the rash....the fainting. It was not a good scene. I ended up in the ER and a lovely night in the hospital, I nearly died because my blood pressure was 50. That's it, just 50...no bottom number. An epi pen shot helped but made me shake uncontrollably, vomited one more time and then all was back to something resembling normal. I was in the hospital where I work and was pleasantly surprised at the level of compassion and treatment I received! Top notch! I'd highly recommend it to be honest, and that did surprise me 'cos you hear so many stories, but that's with every hospital. I have a few about the hospital where I had my son. Shit happens everywhere.

However when shit happens in Florida and a 17 year old African American young man ends up dead and the man who killed him is free and there is as of right now, no plans on arresting him, there is something mighty wrong going on in this crazy ass country of mine! Every single day this Zimmerman's "posse" is coming up with different stories, different excuses, but in the end? There is a 17 you old kid who was walking home with iced tea and Skittles who did nothing to intimidate anyone lying in a box in the ground and has no idea the fight going on because he's dead. And he shouldn't be dead. This silly excuse that Zimmerman was protecting himself from great bodily harm...well first of all there should be a mark on him somewhere and there is now video of him getting out of the cop car woundless...so there goes that one imo. Then on top of it all President Obama took some time out of his busy schedule to say a few words on tv for the parents and now the 2 or 3 lines are being considered a hate speech. I mean really, you can go on and hate him for all your worth and swear to everything in the world and beyond that it's not because of the colour of his skin (and I'll still say bullshit), but to say that what the President said was hate-filled? That's a fucking stretch, even for the losers who are saying it. It really makes me wanna slam my head against the wall. 

And of course the healthcare reform act is up again and it's driving me nuts. I mean it's ok for the government to tell us to buy car insurance but it's not constitutional to have us buy healthcare? Really? I swear these moron's haven't got half a brain-cell to rub together.

Don't worry...

Not that anyone is 'cos I'm convinced I'm the only one who reads my blog :o) however I do have one coming soon...just collecting my thoughts before posting it!

2012...The End?

First let me start out by saying my heart is still heavy over the loss of Davy Jones. I still cannot believe he is not in this world! I just hope wherever he is he fully realises how loved he was and will always be!


Ok onward now....

So the Mayan calendar says that the world is going to end on 21st December 2012. Well sorta anyway. You get many different interpretations of this theory but the one that rings most true to me is that, since it's been crumbled and the end destroyed, either the person who was writing it dropped it and figured "Oh well, time to move on I suppose." or the end of what that person who was writing it was incapacitated in some way so the calendar was unable to be finished. I do not believe that we have less than 10 months of existance left.

That being said, is it just me or is the weather wackier than usual? Now understand one thing, I have a great, GREAT love of everything weather related and I got this love from my grandpa. Some of my greatest memories of my grandpa were sitting on a porch of wherever we were living or at, watching a storm come in. He taught me a lot about weather and it was one thing out of many we shared a passion for. I gotta say I know something about weather, about weather patterns and I know that things come and go. Warmer winters come and go and then they cycle colder again, same with all seasons. And precip, I know it comes and goes in cycles. It just, however, seems to me that we're having more storms with intense, horrifying outcomes than we used to. Now I've lived 44.5 years and have never been in a tornado. I've witness many, many intense, exciting storms (I'd make such a GREAT storm chaser btw!) and I've seen skies turn black at noon, but never was in a tornado. Thank goodness 'cos who wants that right? I gotta say, however, seeing all this crazy weather going on around me? Chicago having a very pleasant winter (hardly any snow, hardly more than 10 days under 32 degrees which is unheard of just about), Chicago missing every major snow storm this winter (sure we did get a couple storms but nothing massive like we had last winter), and now with all these tornadic thunderstorms surrounding us I can't help but wonder when it will be our turn? Is this gonna be the spring where I'm trying to figure out is it best to fall with the building or have the building fall on me when the tornado hits or should I just run to my parent's house before the tornado hits, it's something that keeps my PJ awake at night 'cos there is nothing that freaks him out more than a bad thunderstorm. A few years ago we were caught in a terrible storm and there was a funnel cloud and it just scared the hell outta PJ, who was about 9 at the time. He's not built like me, who saw my first funnel at a much younger age and it excited me...but of course I had my grandpa with me and knew he'd keep me safe no matter what. :o) So really I'm wondering when that other shoe is gonna fall. We've not had a tornado in my area since the year I was born, 1967, and that was a devastating storm from what I'm told. It's gotta be in the cards one of these years right? Is all this wacky weather a precursor to the end of the world? I gotta say I doubt it. I think it's all still cyclical. So it's gonna be in the 60z next week, that's good right?! I know I'll have every single window open for business!

Davy Jones...RIP

In high school I had a list of people I had to meet before I died, or got really, really old, you know, like 25 or something. Of course my list at that time started with every member of Duran Duran, Depeche Mode and Spandau Ballet, but at the top of my list was the man who started it all for me, who began my obsession with everything English and music and brown haired, brown eyed cuties...Davy Jones. In the summer of 1988 my dream was realised when I met Mickey Dolenz and Davy Jones. I nearly passed out when I was face-to-face (literally as we were the same exact height of just five foot nothing) with DAVY JONES, out of all the people on my list that I had to meet he was the one I nearly passed out over. Since then I've met everyone on that list (excepting Andy Taylor but I WILL meet him one day), but it's Davy's autograph I keep safe, it's his I treasure most.

I remember, vague as the memory is, being 4 years old and hearing Davy Jones speak and realising for the first time that some people speak with an accent. I asked my grandpa (world knowledge holder that he was :oD) why Davy spoke different and learned that there was an entire country who spoke like him and I was hooked. Since that day I became obsessed with everything English. I never missed an episode of The Monkees, even though by this time they were in syndication, and I memorised all the lyrics to all their songs. Yes, at that young of an age. I fell in love with music. I fell in love with Davy Jones and I fell in love with England.

Today upon hearing that Davy passed away the tears didn't come immediately. No, at first I was just numb. How could one of my "boys" be gone? That's absurd, don't fuck with me like that 'cos it's so not funny. I'd be devastated to hear that one of my "boys" was gone. Blah, blah, blah. So of course I went online and yeap, there it was, the announcement that my Davy was gone. It's still surreal...the world no longer had Davy Jones from the Monkees in it. He's gone. How can that be? I cannot wrap my brain around this and I'm not sure I want to. My heart hurts, he's the same bloody age as my mum for fucks sake so how is it he's dead? Just utterly ridiculous that he's gone. I mean really. And I can't help but think that if I'm this devastated to lose Davy how the hell would it be to lose.....well I'm so not even going there.

Women....2012?

Is this really 2012? Is it really the 21st century? Didn't women fight for, and win, freedom to be considered able to make choices for themselves? Why is all this coming into question again? Why are so many MEN trying to take all our rights away? Who the fuck do they think they are? Why do these REPUBLICAN MEN think they have any right to an opinion on what any woman does or doesn't do with her own body? It's just something I cannot wrap my brain around!

Roe v Wade came and became law and ever since MEN have tried to have it repealed. Granted there are quite a few women out there who have tried and continue to try to take these rights away and I honestly don't even give them the benifit of having a right to an opinion because they're women and should know better. Why do republican MEN want women to have to go back to the alley's to have abortions? I gotta think they're intelligent enough to know that making abortions illegal will no more stop them than prohibition stopped drinking, it'll just get a lot of women killed or rendered sterile. And can these MEN honestly say that it's their "faith" that is telling them abortion is wrong? Don't they see what I said there? THEIR BELIEF...THEIR FAITH...that does not have anything to do with a woman who seeks an abortion right this minute. There are so many reasons why women seek abortions and I'm not silly enough to think there aren't women out there who use it as a form of birth control but those women are such a small percentage...the women who seek out abortions do not come to the decision easily, it's not as if she's trying to decide which pair of shoes to wear or not, and it's something she will have to live with for the rest of her life. And just because you may not see her suffering on the outside does not mean she's not suffering on the inside. I know women who have had abortions and a part of them dies when it's over with. How can it not? I was in a position like this, I had a decision to make and my decision was not abortion but that does not mean putting my child up for adoption was an easy thing to do or a better solution, it was my CHOICE. MY DECISION. No MAN made my decision for me, I did not ask a MAN for his opinion and if one had given it to me it would not have mattered. I chose adoption because it was best for ME. Every woman has that right to make a CHOICE, and every woman who has to make that CHOICE has to live with it for the rest of her life. How do I know my child didn't suffer? Isn't suffering? How do I know I made the right CHOICE? Because it's the CHOICE I could live with no matter the outcome. If my child did or does suffer I'll carry that with me and I'll wish with my heart and soul that his/her situation will improve and I'd move heaven and earth to help if given a chance. I made a CHOICE though, and I'd make that same CHOICE right now if confronted with it again. I had a friend who had an abortion and I drove her to the clinic, I waited for her, I drove her home and took care of her for a couple days until she was back up on her feet physically...I was there for her for years, however, helping her to live with her CHOICE. No woman comes to the decision to abort a pregnancy easily, no matter what those asshole REPUBLICAN MEN tell you and how would they know anyway? IMO they have no voice until the moment they have a working uterus and ovaries and can bring forth life in their bodies. Until they have a CHOICE to make.

Not only are we constantly fighting to hold onto our right to CHOICE but now there are states trying to take away birth control. I'm sorry but how stupid are these REPUBLICAN MEN? I mean ok I know they're pretty fucking stupid but don't they realise that the majority of women who are no longer able to use birth control will STOP having sex? If women are not allowed control over their reproductive lives then we'll have to do the only thing left for us to do, we'll buy a few toys and have some solo fun...no big deal. We'd probably be happier and more satisfied. ;o) It's horrifying that anyone would even consider, in 2012, taking away birth control! And to top it all off? I can't remember his name, just that he is a REPUBLICAN MAN, or a priest or something but REPUBLICAN and MALE all the same, insists that insurance MUST continue to cover viagra....'cos of course MEN only have sex in order to procreate and that is what viagra is for. @@ I mean really, even my 13 year old son laughed at that one because it's so utterly ridiculous! Preposterous. So again MEN telling women that they cannot have birth control (because for a huge majority of sexually active women, if they didn't have insurance they wouldn't be able to afford birth control) covered by insurance and they cannot have an abortion when they get pregnant...see why this is so frustrating yet?

Then you've got fucking Virginia trying to force into law that a woman seeking an abortion has to not only have an ultrasound that is utterly and completely unneccessary, but she has to have a probe shoved into her vagina to have said ultrasound! Unbelievable, isn't it? By Virginia law rape occurs when a woman is penetrated against her will, shoving a probe into her vagina in order to give her an unneeded, unwanted and totally unneccessary ultrasound is, then, rape. Simple as that. She does not want to be penetrated. Rape. By Virgina law. Fucked up shit that. Again these laws are being written by MEN and are trying to be forced into law by MEN. I just get visions of horny REPUBLICAN MEN jacking off to the images of probes and vagina's in their heads. Probably the only way they can get it up.

So in the end we go back to the beginning and the war against women. We will obviously have to take to the streets like they did in the 20's to give women the right to vote and in the 60's for reproductive rights. I know history repeats itself but isn't this just ridiculous? Aren't we, as a society, supposed to PROGRESS? Why are there these MEN out there who want to just drag us women back to the kitchen? Why are MEN so afraid of women? I mean that's gotta be it right? If they weren't afraid of us, if they weren't threatened by our vagina's and how much power they wield over MEN things would be different. All I know is it pisses me off and there have been many things that have done that to me before but nothing ever got me ready to go fight, to go march, as this does. I cannot and will not sit by and let other women take this on alone, I have to be part of it this time. I have to show my son how to respect women and love women without fear of the vagina. I want him to understand that when a woman loves she loves completely, with more than just her vagina. Meh I'm outtie 'cos I'm just pissed off and not making any sense anymore. Ugh. You'd honestly think I hated MEN, but I don't. Just certain MEN.