8 Things About Me...

So this seems to be a popular thing to do on blogs - write 8 random things about yourself. Then you tag someone else and they do the same. Given that I only have about 3 readers that have their own blogs, I'm going to forego the tagging part. I will, without further ado, now share 8 random things about moi...

1. Both Thing 1 and Thing 2 were born at 5:19 (one in the am and one in the pm). They were also both 8 pounds 1 ounce. I have no clue as to how long they were since they didn't bother being the same length - really that was too much info for me to retain.

2. I love football. LOVE it. I participate in a gambling pool each year (which is totally illegal - but I'm sure the Feds have better things to do with their time) with myself, Lambette, and 20 plus other guys. Either Lambette or I always kick ass and I know it bugs the shit out of these guys to lose to a woman.

3. I feel guilty about charging my clients for my services. I know that's foolish but I just feel like they shouldn't have to pay for something that is so inherently easy for me. Then again, if it was easy for them they'd do it themselves...but still.

4. I have a totally functional family. I'm one of five children, we all support one another (we have out little spats for sure, but nothing major), my parents kick ass and are incredibly loving and helpful. I seriously hit the lottery when it came to my family.

5. I love to dance. I can't hear music without dancing to it.

6. When I was a kid I wanted to go be a whale trainer at Seaworld. I still think that would be a fantastic job.

7. My maid of honor had to tell me lines from Wayans Brother movies before I walked down the aisle to settle me down. I just got really emotional and looked her in the face and said "make me laugh now!". So she starts spouting out lines. So one of wedding day memories is now her yelling "I hate black pepper!" at me.

8. I watch reality tv. I'm a total whore too - I'll try any show once. Right now I'm ADDICTED to Big Brother. And I'm ashamed to admit I'm watching that Rock of Love show with Bret Michaels (every rose has it's thorn...). It's basically him dating a bunch of strippers and groupies. I think Bret's next stint will be Celebrity Fit Club - and if it is I'm sure I'll be watching!

I hope...

I hope my friend that is expecting her 3rd child goes into labor ASAP.

I hope that Thing 2 realizes that the odds of me finding a birthday cake that features both Pooh Bear and a giant monster on it are slim to none.

I hope that my fear of driving over large bridges doesn't get any worse.

I hope that ND crushes BC this year, since my sister just gave my dad tix for that game as his birthday present.

I hope that Thing 1 always dances with the fervor that he demonstrated last night.

I hope my aunt's cancer has gone away.

I hope that my hairdresser doesn't actually carry out her threat to make me bald the next time she cuts my hair.

I hope this insomnia I've been suffering from as of late goes away.

I hope Nurse Hottie's tires and wheels come in soon...and that he's able to keep his promise to stop obsessing about "his mistress" (for at least a few weeks - I am realistic!).

I hope Nurse Hottie and I still look at each other after 40 yrs together the way my parents looked at each other last night.

Note for those who don't know me - yes, that's me slow dancing with Thing 1. My parents are dancing to the left of me - I could have cropped it but I wanted to keep the picture with them in there as well.

Weekly Rant - An Eye for an Eye

There are a lot of people out there who do horrible things. I know that - I hate it - but I know that. I worked as a volunteer mentor for 2 years in a juvenile prison back in VA. I learned firsthand that there are criminals, and there are CRIMINALS. Some people do horrible things because they simply don't know any better. Their personal life experience has shown them that crime pays, so they committed crimes. I'm not saying they were correct, but I can see how they went down the path they went down. Then there are other people who are, for lack of a better description, just mean. They enjoy hurting others. Those were the young men who scared me.

I find myself swaying from time to time back and forth on the death penalty issue, and it's primarily due to my experience in the juvenile facility. However, there is one crime that I think deserves the death penalty. And that is when someone murders a child. Specifically when perpetrated by the parent of that child.

So I propose the following - if you kill your child, you will be killed. In exactly the same manner that you murdered your offspring. If you drown the child, you shall be drowned. Beat them to death, we beat your ass to death, if you starved them, we starve you, etc. etc.

I was discussing this topic with one of my sisters and she felt that my method didn't work well if someone poisoned their child. After all, that possibly wasn't a very painful way to die...

Therefore I propose that if you poison your child, we will put you and jail and poison you. Except we won't tell you when. That way you can be terrified at every meal. Like you deserve to be.