Blogging, Rants and whatnot

When someone talks about blogging, I instantly get this vision of that person sitting down at their computer typing away words flowing out of their brains onto the screen, like a scene from a movie, like Sex in the City, when Sarah Jessica Parker's character is sitting at her desk and all of this deep intellectual stuff comes onto the computer screen and its happily ever after..or so to speak.

Is this really the way it goes?? Really? I mean sometimes I get the urge to sit down and blog, but the words and thoughts never come that easily, I mean I think "oh I'll write about this or that...but what if no one is reading it because it sucks?" Does everyone do this? Or is blogging more of a way for us to journal things, whether important or not....I suppose I know the answer to this question already so I don't even really need to ask it......so yeah....

Onto my rants.....I am sooooooo sick of the human population being so RUDE! When did it become OK to not have any manners whatsoever?? Seriously would it really kill a person to say Please, Thank you and excuse me? As a kid I was raised by a single mom and my grandparents, all of whom taught me that it was NOT ok to NOT say those things. This leads me to, are people just lazy or did they learn from their parents? I know that my son will at least be taught that manners are a good thing. When he becomes an adult I will surely hope that he will remember what he is taught, and if not I feel really sorry for those in his future......not to mention that he will never be too old for a good old fashioned spanking from mommy!

Speaking of futures....I am getting really sick and tired of people pushing their points of view and feelings about the future onto me. I am aware that we should be prepared for anything that may come, however I REFUSE to worry and stress over things that are not here yet. The bottom line is unless you have a crystal ball and can see into the future you really don't know what is to come, and if you do have said crystal ball then can you please share?

Onto my final rant for the evening......what is it with Doctors that make them feel like they are superior to others??? Really? Just because you have an education, does that really mean you can't even make eye contact with me? I don't think I speak like I am uneducated and I would like to believe that I am smart when it comes to certain things, I certainly can't diagnose anyone with a sickness, nor do I try...so would it be too much to ask that you look me in the eye when I am speaking to you or actually HEAR what I am saying to you, not just sit there with your head down typing and saying "uhh huh" "I see" "right" because all of those things do not make me feel comfortable in the fact that you are trusted with my health. When I am telling you that I am very concerned about the fact that my son STILL isn't eating and I think he is getting more dehydrated, please don't make me feel like a complete and utter failure and tell me "you have to do more" because honestly you have no clue what my night, day or even week has been like.

Also just for the record, I am a first time mom, and considering that fact I really believe I have left you alone to fend for myself when it comes to my tiny little human, so don't act like a jerk and bitch my husband out because I didn't follow your recommendations....Because it was just that a recommendation....at the end of the day I did what I felt was right for my baby and my emotional stability.....oh and by the way the ER doctor gave me more information about dehydration in the 10 minutes he spent looking at my little guy than you did in 3 visits to your office.

Now don't get me wrong I do like you, I am just nursing my little wound and will be back to liking you in no time =)


Now the whatnot:

I will be sending out special thoughts to ALL of the babies, mommies and daddies who are going through rough times right now.

Furry babies...the dilema

I purchased my furry baby who I named Pickles, almost 5 years ago from a woman who stated that the puppy I was getting was a "teacup" chihuahua. With that said there really is no such thing as teacup anything, just animals bred and inbred so that they come out very very small. Most of these animals ( mostly dogs) are extremely cute, but sometimes have health problems.

When I held Pickles in my hands for the first time I felt like my heart just melted into a big pile of mush!! She was sooo small and had a spot on her back in the shape of a heart. She fit right into the palms of my hands. I carried her around with me everywhere if I wore a hooded sweatshirt, she rode in the front pocket, snuggled and warm!

So as Pickles started growing, I noticed she was much bigger than any "teacup" anything, and hyper to boot. Turns out she was just the runt of the litter and is half Chihuahua and half Jack Russell Terrier. So much for my small dog. Don't get me wrong she is still small, but not anywhere near teacup size. Pickles is a loveable little pooch.....to me, my husband, my mom and my dad.

As for other people.....she has issues....to say the least. Pickles has become increasingly more aggressive towards people she doesn't know, and to me and my husband.

Fast forward 4 and half years, Jackson is 8 months old and on the move, trying desperately to crawl so he can cause all kinds of trouble! when I said before that my heart melted, it really was very small compared to the feeling of having a baby.

So these two things connect because the thought of giving Pickles away to someone or worse the doggy farm just breaks my heart. I have always been an animal lover and grew up with dogs and cats, and one hampster (R.I.P Wally).

HOWEVER and this is a big however....the thought of Jackson crawling around being with the animals, worries me. So far Pickles has stayed as far away from Jackson as possible with the occasional sniff here or there, but I am worried that once he does start walking that one wrong movement towards Pickles will make her nip or even bite Jackson.

Just even thinking about my human baby being hurt, regardless of how or by who/what makes me cringe. So as you can imagine the thought of my furry baby hurting my human baby makes it that much worse.

So my question is ....when do you make the decision to try and find your furry baby a new home? Before anything happens and always wonder if anything would have happened, or when it is too late and you are faced with the guilt that you should have done something sooner???

New hobby

I am so excited this morning, I tracked my package from Amazon, and it will be delivered today!!

Since the economy has taken a huge dive, most of us have had to make adjustments to our lifestyles. I for one am a HUGE believer in trying to do things yourself before hiring someone to do it for you, granted there are things that you should NEVER try yourself, for example..Plumbing and Electricity....you could do more damage and possibly hurt yourself!!

Ok, so on to my new hobby, I have been utterly addicted to YouTube for about a year now...please no need for an intervention ..I'm perfectly aware of my addiction and no I will not go for treatment.

There are pages and pages of DIY gurus for Make-up, Hair, Nails, Skin and so on. Some of these ladies have never gone to school for these things, they chose to do it themselves and practice practice practice. These women are soo inspiring! One make-up guru is self taught, a woman who loves make-up and was tired of the "average sized" woman not feeling like we could fit in with others...she started with YouTube doing Make-up tutorials and now has her own make-up line which by the way is sold at one of the most recognized beauty stores...Sephora!!! Can you believe it?!

So I have called several schools and paid a visit to one... I will get to that in a minute...but as far as the money for the schooling it is pretty comparable for the 6-12 months that you attend, however in terms of payoff in the long run, you really need to be dedicated to furthering yourself, because lets face it, most Beauty School graduates don't stray farther than the local Salons and nail shops, which isn't neccessarily a bad thing, I know many very talented people in the field, but unless you are really in love with it, does it really pay off lets say to graduate and work at a Cost Cutter?? I don't know and certainly not going to judge those that do.

So when I went to visit the one school, it was hilarious and disgusting all rolled into one giant ball of dissapointment. As we arrived and were ushered into the admin office and seated with the person responsible for all the new students, I was shocked to see a woman in her 40's wearing clothes 2 sizes to small, tongue ring, make-up caked on, hair looking like a cotton ball dipped in yellow and orange paint, with the communication skills of an 8th grader....lovely right? so as she is giving my mother and I the grand tour of the school I couldn't help but think, this woman works at a beauty school and she looks like this? Not the best first impression....then we go back to her office and she starts telling us about the various student financial aide programs.

Now coming from an escrow/real estate background I am pretty up to par with the way interest rates work......needless to say she had no clue as to what she was talking about, but you know what they say...."If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullsh*t"....I can't thinkof anything better to describe this woman....as she was baffling us with her you know what. chomping on gum, tongue ring in full view her cell phone rings and she starts yelling in another language to whomever was on the other line, hangs up and says some harsh language and looks up and says , kids...jesus christ you give them an inch and they take a mile.....wow professional.

I will never go back there again.....HA! So onto my point, thanks to the World Wide Web and Amazon, you can find just about any information you need, so taking cue from a few of the guru's on YouTube I have decided to take matters into my own hands..litterally and do my own nails.

Wow long story to such a short point right? Wish me luck!