Friday, August 29, 2008
In case you've forgotten...
...I still have a mad crush on Dr. Greg House. Who cares if he's fictional? He's still dreamy.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
What? There's a convention going on?
Forgive me, friends. I took yet *another* vacation. And for a week I was without Internet. I'm only now getting over the DTs.
My family came to town and simultaneously destroyed my house and goodwill. But we're now back to regularly scheduled programming. What have you all been up to?
My family came to town and simultaneously destroyed my house and goodwill. But we're now back to regularly scheduled programming. What have you all been up to?
If Madonna jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge...
"I just don't understand why any gathering of more than four females immediately turns into a discussion of what kind of plastic surgery everyone plans to get."
"C'mon, you can't tell me you never considered having something done."
"Actually, no. We do enough to make ourselves feel bad about our bodies. Talking about bigger boobs and tucked tummies in front of our daughters, for Crissakes, is just wrong. We are a total disgrace to our gender and, frankly, it's boring."
"Madonna's had work done."
"Madonna has also posed in Playboy, published her own sex book and still likes to flash her crotch at people at 50. I don't see everyone lining up to do that."
"You never know. They might if they actually get the plastic surgery."
"C'mon, you can't tell me you never considered having something done."
"Actually, no. We do enough to make ourselves feel bad about our bodies. Talking about bigger boobs and tucked tummies in front of our daughters, for Crissakes, is just wrong. We are a total disgrace to our gender and, frankly, it's boring."
"Madonna's had work done."
"Madonna has also posed in Playboy, published her own sex book and still likes to flash her crotch at people at 50. I don't see everyone lining up to do that."
"You never know. They might if they actually get the plastic surgery."
Sunday, August 10, 2008
John Edwards.
After the Edwards admission story broke, I wrote to a friend that I found myself surprised. She immediately emailed back and said, "Why?"
Perhaps I should clarify.
I'm not surprised that he's guilty of an affair. I'm surprised that he admitted it. I'm surprised that, in today's age of 24/7 coverage and citizen/paparazzi journalism, political candidates think they won't get caught. I'm surprised that Edwards would have the audacity to mention that he is "stripped bare" in his statement.
But most of all, I'm surprised that we give a shit. Because, really, why should we? When did fidelity become a benchmark for ability?
Perhaps I should clarify.
I'm not surprised that he's guilty of an affair. I'm surprised that he admitted it. I'm surprised that, in today's age of 24/7 coverage and citizen/paparazzi journalism, political candidates think they won't get caught. I'm surprised that Edwards would have the audacity to mention that he is "stripped bare" in his statement.
But most of all, I'm surprised that we give a shit. Because, really, why should we? When did fidelity become a benchmark for ability?
It's lonely at the top.
When you are an officer's wife, one thing is bound to happen at some certain point: A higher ranking officer's wife will remind you to be careful what you say and follow it up with the ol' cliche, "It's lonely at the top."
It's actually very annoying. Mostly because it's so frickin' true.
And I got a real-world lesson in that this week. And what sucks is that I really did think it was someone I could trust.
Bleh.
It's actually very annoying. Mostly because it's so frickin' true.
And I got a real-world lesson in that this week. And what sucks is that I really did think it was someone I could trust.
Bleh.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
So wrong and yet so right.
This isn't safe for work. But it is oh-so-funny.
(Notice the source -- TagTele. It just makes me even that more proud to be an American).
(Notice the source -- TagTele. It just makes me even that more proud to be an American).
Friday, August 01, 2008
Today's Sentence - 8/1
If there was a conversation about cock rings going on anywhere with anyone around post today, somehow I managed to find myself overhearing it.
An update on this week's troubles.
Mrs. X got a good scare. With a little help, she cleaned up her house. She cleaned up her act. She got her kids back as well as a prescription for some serious anti-depressant and anti-anxiety meds.
Sounds like a happy ending, I guess. But I don't feel good about it.
I can't help but think that the services available here -- now stretched thin by wounded soldiers -- can not provide the support that she is going to need moving forward. And there's only so much the FRG and her neighbors can do. She received a lot of help this week. It can't go on indefinitely.
So here's hoping that we don't find ourselves in the same boat with Mrs. X in 10 weeks. Or worse, that we hear from Mrs. X again after something happens to her or one of her kids.
Sounds like a happy ending, I guess. But I don't feel good about it.
I can't help but think that the services available here -- now stretched thin by wounded soldiers -- can not provide the support that she is going to need moving forward. And there's only so much the FRG and her neighbors can do. She received a lot of help this week. It can't go on indefinitely.
So here's hoping that we don't find ourselves in the same boat with Mrs. X in 10 weeks. Or worse, that we hear from Mrs. X again after something happens to her or one of her kids.
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