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Communication: Dreams

Me: I want to write a book.

Jason: Yeah, and I want to win the lottery.

Me (irate): Are you saying the likelihood of my writing a book is the same as you winning the lottery?

Jason (affronted): No…I’m just saying I’d like to win the lottery. Are you saying my dream is any less important?

It is impossible to argue with a man who can make you snot yourself laughing.

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John & Kate — An insider’s tale

O.k., so you know from previous posts that despite NEVER having watched the show (beyond snippets of the initial documentary that aired some years ago), I’m kind of obsessed with the whole Jon and Kate trainwreck. I have now discovered that Aunt Jodi’s sister has a blog of her own — one that reveals what “really” goes on off camera and expresses heartfelt concern that the 8 children are being mistreated. It essentially asserts that there are currently no laws applicable to the children who work (read: are exploited) on reality television shows like Jon & Kate + 8. Read the synopsis here. Rather than my usual musings on how this show is completely FUBAR, I’d like to take it one step further and encourage everyone to consider refusing to contribute to the madness. Don’t watch the new season. Don’t buy magazines with Kate or Jon’s picture on the cover. Don’t continue feeding the machine that is making this nightmare possible.

Some of you may think that’s an extreme view to take. But for anyone who remembers the ups and downs of childhood, I ask you to consider how you might have been affected by a camera in your face almost 24/7. If every meltdown, every moment of levity, every instance of personal interaction was documented for the entertainment of America. Think of the memories you treasure and whether they would ever have occurred at all with a host of strangers lurking in the wings. It isn’t right and it simply isn’t fair.

As a blogger who writes about her family, there are plenty of hilarious moments, difficult situations and just plain embarrassing things that I won’t introduce to my pages. I realize that my actions now could have impact in the future and choose my words accordingly. Please don’t think me hypocritical when I say John & Kate have gone well beyond the likes of Heather Armstrong at Dooce.com and many others of her ilk who share very intimate personal issues. H.A. shares her OWN experiences and those of her husband that he feels comfortable making available for public consumption. They are earning a very respectable living, but are still keeping at least some aspects of their lives (i.e. the intimate details of their children’s lives) for their very own.

I believe Jon & Kate got into this with the idea of providing for their children’s futures. They have done that many times over by now. But it’s clear they’ve lost sight of their initial destination and now find themselves in uncharted waters, unwilling or unable to steer themselves back to shore. It’s time to call it quits, and if Jon and Kate don’t have the parental foresight to do it, then it’s time we — the viewing public — did it for them.

Thanks for enduring the rant! Check back later when I’ll be my usual, inconsequential self.

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Craziest $%!@ I’ve Seen Lately

If you’re looking for a great way to waste company time, stop by Hello Kitty Hell — a very cleverly-written blog devoted to hating all things Hello Kitty. And here I thought they just made notebooks and pencil boxes. Mad props to my homegirl Kimmy Jo for her unfailing ability to find humor in all things — especially the internet.

Hello Kitty Taser Gun – Hello Kitty Hell.

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Warning!

This is what can happen when you fall in love with that cute boy from Show Choir. I freakin’ LOVED this!

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Well…that explains it: Planes

Tonight, Jason peeped into Jack’s room to see if he and Sam were settling in. Sam was out cold, but Jack was nowhere to be seen. Jason squinted into the semi-darkness and spotted a slight movement behind the curtains. He pulled them aside to find Jack peering out the window with his toy binoculars — a Barney phone pressed to his ear.

Jason: Son, why are you out of bed?

Jack (still watching the skies): I’m just callin’ the police to shoot down those fighter planes, Dad.

And now we know.

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The T-Rex, the Dinosaur Killer and the Wardrobe

Jack was noodling around in our hall closet which houses — along with all the coats, jackets, hats and gloves 4 little boys require — a small toy box put there in hopes of keeping all eight hands occupied and away from the stove during dinner prep. As I watched, Jack stepped inside, shut the door behind him, and immediately began a series of shrieks, growls, thumps and shouts of “Help, Mom! There’s a T-Rex in here!” Thankfully, I have a few years of mothering under my belt and immediately realized the best course of action. I settled deeper into my chair and waited. Momentarily, the door was thrown open and Jack exited triumphantly, both hand raised above his head like a boxer leaving the ring.

“The world is now safe!” he intoned. “Just call me Dinosaur Killer.”

Later, he sat nearby as I shared the story with his dad over the phone.

“Yes,” I related, “He was very brave. I don’t know what we’d have done without Jack.”

Jack nudged my shoulder and whispered, “That’s Dinosaur Killer, Mom.”

“Sorry!” I whispered back. Turning to the phone once again, I reminded his dad to be sure to remember to give Dinosaur Killer a big hug and kiss once he got home.

Jack smiled proudly, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek to reward my obedience, and went on about the important business of sorting his cars and hiding his favorite toys from his little brothers.

I sat quietly a few moments longer, struggling to remember a time before Dinosaur Killers and 20 diapers a day. A faraway place where closets opened only to reveal outerwear in an orderly line and names didn’t change with your adventures. I smiled to myself, glad to be reminded that while I may lost my solitude and order, rest  and control, I’ve gained heros and dinosaurs, magic and wonder in return. A fair price, I’d say.

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Guess I’m not the only one with Writer’s Block

I lifted this straight from Teresa Medeiros’ blog — she’s a very successful romance writer. And yes, I am a fan. But I promise the clip you are about to see is Rated G. It gets Tom’s seal of approval. I think it caused him to shout “Again!” almost as many times as the rollerskating babies.

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Get your buzz on AND get free eats!

Free Pastry July 21st | Starbucks Coffee Company. Follow this link to the coupon. You’ll have to print it out or show it on your hand-held device to get the freebie. Don’t say I never gave you anything.

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Work Sucks!

Read these meme-blogs instead.

inorganik 2.0 | The definitive list of meme-blogs.

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Man on the Moon

Hope you enjoy this grainy footage of the first moon landing 40 years ago. Ever wonder why it’s so crappy? Apparently, we’ve always been watching copies of the television transmission because the rocket scientists at NASA didn’t think it was worthwhile to keep the original live video and taped over it in an effort to save a buck or two. Way to economize, geniuses! Still paying $4000 dollars for a single screwdriver, I see.

Thank God the government will soon be in charge of healthcare and we can see similar savings on our medical bills. I hear re-using needles is an awesome way to cut costs (Bonus: it eventually reduces the population, which in turn cuts down on greenhouse gases — thus, reducing Global Warming. Win-Win!).

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