hell people! There's what my dad would call a skiff of snow and everyone is freaking out!! (Easy for me to say, I drive 5 minutes to work.) But DAMN, when did we Midwesterners get so soft? Bunch of pansies (no offense to actual pansies, they're darling little flowers). I think the people who are so scared are the ones who blow it out of proportion. I can see if this is your first winter driving where you might slow down to 30 on the highway (and RD will be behind you flipping you off), but if you're not new, this ain't nothing. So relax. You're missing the pretty snow globe effect because you're too busy riding your brake. If you're reading this Big D, it's actually horrible out and I should probably go home just to be safe.
I'm feeling a little random hell today my dears. You in? Beats looking at the radar for the thousandth time and watching the crawl on the local channels of the one school that is dismissing early. Or I guess maybe we'll see if this is more entertaining after I'm done.
First, I'm thinking of starting a little private blog where I post bits of my great American novel, also known as "eh, a little something I'm working on". I could put stuff on there or explain the gist of the thing and get a little feedback. What do you all think? Would you be interested? You could let me know if I'm wasting my time and should just develop an internet porn addiction instead. Anyway, just a thought.
Wouldn't you just once like a Presidential candidate during election season to stick by the stuff he/she has been saying for YEARS? If you're pro-choice for 3 years, don't flip when you head south and then soften that southern stance when you head west. If you're for the death penalty, then just be for it. Political pansies.
Most Americans know where they stand on most issues. We perhaps don't know how to make policy or how specifically to the solve problems, but we do know what we think and feel. Wouldn't it be something if a candidate actually had a firm position that didn't change depending on who he is talking to? It's like those folks who affect the accent of wherever they are visiting (GUILTY!), it just makes you sound like a wannabe. Pick a spot and stand still so we can actually SEE you. Just a little FYI, I do not care if you bring your dead baby home so your children can say good-bye, because that doesn't have anything to do with me, but don't be shocked when people are shocked by that. And don't use that dead baby to get votes for yourself or as a reason for people not to vote for that guy. Bringing it home doesn't appall me, making it a campaign issue does.
I'm also worried that the spring lines all seem to be using a pastel pallet. Being a brown haired girl, you know I don't look good in cotton candy colors. Also, my eyes have recently changed color. They are green. I'm pretty sure it's a sign that the world will end in 2012. And why can't someone make really cute snow boots? Boots that are waterproof and really warm but don't look like you're wandering around in Walnut Grove. Told you this was going to be random.
Next, I frequently want to write a full blog about how unfair family courts are in Illinois. I'm afraid if I start, I won't stop. So here's just a little bit. How fair is it really that a man must prove the woman an unfit mother in order to get custody of his kids, but a woman just has to NOT be proven unfit? A man is assumed to be a lousy parent simply because he's a man and a woman is assumed to be a stellar mother because she has ovaries. There are men who desperately want to be involved in their kids' lives and mothers who unjustifiably do everything they can to keep that from happening simply because of their negative feelings against the father. What the hell?
I know moms who struggle because they have legitimate reasons to be concerned about their children's safety and well-being when they are with their father. I know women who do not receive their child support and who have to make excuses to those sweet little faces when dad doesn't show up for his weekend again. And I know women who lie about getting child support (it's easy to check, the state keeps a record and it can be proven one way or the other) or lie about how involved the dad is/wants to be. I know women who consistently defy court orders about phone calls and providing information and all the courts will do is say "you have to go by the order". The mom says "I will from now on." And she doesn't and nothing is done.
I also think about the mothers who have to hire an attorney and fight constantly to keep their kids safe and get what they need to support their children. It's just crazy the hoops a person has to jump through to make someone do the right damn thing. It's hard not to become jaded and think that perhaps the laws and rules are written to benefit attorneys and their wallets instead of helping the kids. It's not rocket science people. If a Dad wants to be involved and is doing what he ought to be doing make it as easy as possible for him to do it. I honestly think that a lot of Dads just give up because they are constantly fighting a system that beats them down and ties their hands. And as importantly, make it easier for a Mom to get what she needs to take care of the kids.
The thing that really chaps my hide is the lying/scheming mothers don't have any idea how lucky they are to get that check and to not have to explain why sitting in a bar is more important to Dad than seeing his kid for two days every two weeks. Bullshitting about your situation in order to get sympathy, money, attention or simply to stick it to the guy who divorced you is a slap in the faces of the mothers who really do have to live with those issues. Shame on you and shame on Illinois for not doing better and making it impossible to do the right thing by kids. Getting a divorce does not make a man a deadbeat father. If you are calling a man that because he divorced you, especially if you call him that to his children, that just might make you less of a good mother.
So much for not going on and on. That's it for today my hellions. I'm exhausted and the snow is really starting to pile up outside. I actually think it might be an eighth of an inch deep by now. Terrifying. Do drive safely, my friend KP might just be sliding through a four-way stop (that makes it easy to decide whose turn it is to go), so watch out for an out-of-control minivan. Bundle up when you head out and just keep in mind, six months from now we'll all be whining because it's hot as hell.
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