10 Reasons Why I Don't Give a Shit about the Presidential Campaign

I'll tell you -- I was super excited when Barack Obama got elected.  I think I would have forks in my eyes if McCain had won.

Anyway, I'm disappointed in how things have gone so far.  I realize that because of the way our government is set up, with all this bi-partisan bullshit, Obama hasn't be able to do a lot of things he said/wanted/meant to do.  I understand that.  I'm not all anti-Obama now because of it, but I'm not super-Obama supporter any more either.

That being said, in 2008 was the first time I've been legally allowed to vote that I actually gave a shit. 

And it looks it like it will be the only.

And so, the reasons why I don't give a shit about Presidential Campaign.  (disclaimer:  None of these reasons are meant to offend, alienate, or upset you.  I personally don't care who or what you support, because that is your own decision)

1.  It's annoying to me that because a guy got a blow job or had some sexy time with some chick that means he's not fit to run the country.   Honestly?  I don't really care what dude does in his naked time, unless it involves something really disgusting and vile, like molesting children.  If your husband is having an affair, that should be a PERSONAL RELATIONSHIP matter.    I don't really care who's slurping on your husband's schlong (yup, i just said that).

2.   Michelle Bachmann is fucking SCARY.  I don't know who is worse.  Sarah Palin or her.  I mean the thought of either of these women making decisions that basically effect the world is just mind boggling.  So I don't care because I can't watch her without feeling ashamed to be a woman.

3.  The Presidents in movies and on television are always so much more awesome or so much more vile.  We need a president modeled after one of the good ones.  I'm looking at you, President David Palmer.

4.  Until we do away with parties, nothing is really ever going to be achieved in this country.  I'm not sure who needs to be knocked upside the head to make this understood.

5.  I can't handle having a President who's first name is the same as a small lizard.

6.  I think Conan should run for President.  Until that happens, I'm out.

7.  I come from the state where the past two governors have been put behind bars.  I feel unqualified to pick a worthy candidate.

8.  I'm tempted to vote for Ron Paul because I like the design/music/look of his campaign ad. I have no idea what it says though.

9.  I will never take the time to educate myself regarding the candidates. 

10.  I have two toddlers.  I don't have time to give a shit.

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3. 

Dammit, I want snow.

It's Chicago.

Usually by this time of year, we've shoveled a couple times.

We've had about half a centimeter of snow.

It's Christmastime.  I like snow covering the bushes, while the christmas lights shine through.  I like seeing the white stuff, because it feels more Christmasy.   Santa likes snow.

So I want it to snow dammit.  I don't want a blizzard, I don't want to have trouble driving (although this happens no matter what, because let's face it, people are dumb).  I want it to look like Christmas is in two fucking weeks.

I want to take PJ and Maggie outside to sled, to play, to make snowmen and throw snowballs.

So dammit.  Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Life's Lessons: The I'm Glad I'm not having Sara's week edition

1.  So I don't know what's up with blogger, but my header picture suddenly got smaller and I can't figure out how to fix it.

2.  I went on blogger help, but those people might as well be speaking Chinese.

3.  If you know how to fix it and can speak English, please let me know.

4.  I'm really glad no sewage has backed up anywhere I've been (Poor Sara).

5.  There was snow this morning.  Probably a centimeter.  PJ was ecstatic.

6.  I can't imagine how excited he'll be when there is snow he can actually play in.

7.  However, it never ceases to amaze me that people who live in CHICAGO act like they've never seen the stuff before.

8.  And drive like even huger assholes than normal.

9.  I'm playing Plants v. Zombies on my IPhone.

10.  It's fun.  Get it.

11. I am about to finish all my Christmas shopping with some clicks of buttons on internet sites.

12.  Besides John, he's special.

13.  We really need to start wrapping.

14.  There's a lot to be wrapped.

15.  Two weeks from today will be my first of 11 days off.

16.  It's the most wonderful time of the year.

From Our Family to Yours...

Since I can't send all of you a Christmas Card, please accept a virtual copy of one.

Merry Christmas to all of you!! Thanks so much for being such great friends and leaving good comments. 

XOXO

PYHO: All I Want for Christmas

This year, by far, is the Christmas I have most looked forward to.

PJ knows who Santa is.  He knows what presents are, and he is starting to understand Christmas, and all that jazz.  He and Maggie love the Christmas tree.  We had so much fun Christmas shopping for them. I am sure we spent entirely too much, but I don't care.  I love them so much, I want to see their little faces light up, see how excited PJ is when he opens his new train, dinosaur, etc. Maggie's face when she sees her new Minnie Mouse doll that talks to her, her first dollhouse.

I look forward to getting up on Christmas morning and watchng my normally sleepy-eyed, take a few minutes to realize it's morning kids be just bundled in excitment and joy.

Nothing will replace their joy at that moment.

And yet, there is sadness over our Christmas.

This is our first Christmas without John's dad.  It's the last "first" holiday without him, as he's been gone almost a year.  Thanksgiving was rough.   Christmas will be harder.

Christmas with my parents is nothing like it used to be.  My mom always has gone nuts for Christmas.  Ridiculous amounts of presents.  Unfortunately, she got sick before she could have the joy of Christmas with her grandchildren.  She was already unable to wrap or shop like she normally would in 2009, PJ's first Christmas.

We used to go there on Christmas Eve, around 9, have a couple cocktails, some snacks, and open presents.  We'd laugh, and tell stories, and I'd hope upon hope she'd like whatever I got her that year.  John would be flabbergasted at the amount of gifts.  We'd leave around midnight, and she and my stepdad would finish open their gifts from each other.

It's much different now.  We'll be going there at 11 in the morning.  The kids will have gifts that I ordered for her.  We'll have some gifts, but probably most likely gift cards and/or cash.  I told her not to get us anything, but to no avail.  Money and buying us things is the only thing she has control over.   It would upset her if I asked her to stop.

All I want for Christmas is my mom to no longer be suffering.  I don't want  her to go through another month, week, day, hell another MINUTE living this hell on earth that she is enduring.  I can't get what I really want, which is her to be healthy.  So instead I want her to be at peace.

Those of you who have mothers that drive you crazy, or mothers who are making your holiday plans difficult, please stop.  Think.  I would give anything for my mom to be driving me crazy right now. I know it's easy to say this in my situation, but if my mom being well meant she had to drive me crazy every single day, I'd take it.

Jolly old St. Nicholas....

lean your ear this way...

St. Nick came to our house today.  You know, leave a little something in your shoe, St. Nick?  My mom always did this for me -- until I was 25 years old (she actually made me leave my shoe in my car after I moved out so she could put something in there) and I wanted to continue the tradition with PJ and Mags.

Problem:  Other than itty bitty pieces of candy, not much fits in an almost 3 year old and a 1 year old shoe.

And lord knows if they got candy, they'd have to eat it THAT VERY MINUTE so candy was out.

So their gifts did NOT go in their shoe.

They got these cool reward sticker books:

Now, I'm all for letting Maggie have all the princess crap if SHE likes it, and don't want to force it down her throat, but Daddy saw this and HAD to get it for his baby girl.  Yeah, he's screwed.

Mags also got a mini slinky and PJ got one of those grabber toy things.

Of course the concept of St. Nick was lost on them, but I know he came dammit!

We also finished shopping for PJ and Mags on Saturday.  I cannot wait to give them their gifts.  They are just going to be so excited.  This is really what Christmas is all about.

Now to finish everyone else....

How's your shopping going?

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