Tuesday, January 27, 2009

This is a Catholic mother of five saying that children are "too expensive" in our economy.

Washington, DC (LifeNews.com) -- House Speaker Nancy Pelosi, the leading Democrat in the House, is defending a decision to include a bailout of the abortion industry in the Congressional stimulus bill. The legislation now contains a provision that would send more government funds to the Planned Parenthood abortion business.

As LifeNews.com is reporting today, the Democrats' stimulus plan now includes a measure to send more public funds to the Planned Parenthood abortion business to fund contraception and birth control.

Specifically, a provision in the legislation clears the way for expanded federal funding of contraceptives through Medicaid for those who aren't even poor.

In an interview with George Stephanopoulos Sunday morning on ABC's "This Week," Pelosi boldly defended a move to add funding for the abortion business in the economic package.

"Hundreds of millions of dollars to expand family planning services. How is that stimulus?" the ABC News host asked.

"Well, the family planning services reduce cost. They reduce cost. The states are in terrible fiscal budget crises now and part of what we do for children's health, education and some of those elements are to help the states meet their financial needs," the top Democrat responded.

"One of those - one of the initiatives you mentioned, the contraception, will reduce costs to the states and to the federal government," Pelosi added.

"So no apologies for that?" Stephanopoulos continued.

"No apologies. No. we have to deal with the consequences of the downturn in our economy," Pelosi added.


And this is the slippery slope from legal abortion to federally funded abortion to federally MANDATED abortion. We are already at step two. Scary.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Not much


I don't have much to blog about. I'm just not pissed off enough. Give me till next week when my PMS will be in full swing. I'm sure I can come up with something then. All I have to report is that I ran the Houston Half Marathon that I never planned on really running back in June when I signed up for Champions Fit. I said I probably wouldn't run any races, I just wanted to run further and longer. I ran the 13.1 miles. I wasn't fast, but I was strong. I was consistent. And when miles 10 and 11 sucked and I started to whine just a little, my running partners reminded me that we had 11 children between the three of us, so suck it up. And I figured, "if I can push three human beings out of my vagina, then I can run 13.1 paltry miles on a beautiful day. And I did. And in my own bizarro world, I kick ass, thank you very much.

Monday, January 12, 2009

New Year Resolutions in Bizarro World

I don't do new year's resolutions. If I want to do or start something, I think its far more effective (for me at least) to start on a random Thursday mid-day rather than that "I'll start on Monday" attitude. For the most part, I don't like to give anything up totally because I think deprivation is the key to craziness and everything is OK in moderation. Then came kids...and their stupid little narc heavy "just say no" programs at school. So I have to provide the example. Illegal drugs are bad. I concur. But alcohol and tobacco? Last time I checked, they were still legal. Who started the Dare program anyway? Bitch.

So here is my New Year's Resolution list for myself if I lived in Bizarro world. Where consequences wouldn't matter and I wouldn't need to be around for grandkids and all that warm fuzzy crap.

In bizarro world I resolve to:
1) Start each day with a cup of coffee and a cigarette. It gets the bowels and metabolism going in one shot and just would put me in a much better mood to deal with grouchy kiddos.
2) Stop getting up at 4:45 to run and resolve to sleep later! I am much better with 8 hours of sleep and I dare say I would be thinner and healthier with more sleep. The obvious answer would be to go to sleep earlier in the evening, but then I would miss Everybody Loves Raymond in syndication.
3)Eat more junk food and cook less. I was much thinner when I ate whatever the hell I wanted and didn't have to cook for picky finicky eaters. I resolve to let them fend for themselves and go back to eating when I'm hungry and moreover, eating what I'm hungry for which means I am satisfied with smaller portions and I'm not cleaning the leftovers from those picky eater's plates.
4)Happy hour every Thursday evening. I used to enjoy meeting somewhere from 5-8 or so and then coming home to watch Knots Landing. Fond memories.
5)Date night every Friday evening. This could be combined with happy hour on Thursday, but somehow I think that would be "worlds colliding". What I remember being fun about happy hour is different from what I miss about dating my big hunk a man. Nothing inappropriate about either, BTW. I just miss laughing and talking and socializing with happy hour and I miss laughing and talking and socializing during our dates. That made no sense, but they are different. Oh, and for those who manage the date night in real world and not bizarro world, I applaud you. You either have child labor for free with an older child, extra $$ for babysitters that we don't want to spend, or family in town for children dumping. Either way, weekly date night is very much a bizarro world fantasy for me at this juncture.
6)Weekly massage. With no happy ending.
7) More time to watch smut tv. I just can't seem to fit in all of the reality shows and HBO series and home improvement and sci fi movies that I need to watch. Its a problem.
8) On the vanity front, and since we are in my own fantasy, I would like the zap all my spider veins and also find a way to get a boob job without the risk of surgery and the explanation to my daughter that I didn't think I was good enough as is. Just for that I will never get one. I can't change what message that would send to her even in bizarro world, so scrap it. I'll stick to hi-lighting my hair and trying to explain that one.

Well, that time in fantasy land felt really good and made me ready and refreshed to go and tackle my sheets that need to be washed, cook my planned meal, and shower from my early morning run. I like the expression, "I'll sleep when I die". Well, I'll do all those other things too. I'm sure there's happy hour in Heaven. If not, I'll plan it when I get there.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Ding Dong the Witch is Dead

Which witch? The Christmas witch! It's over and until estrogen rears its ugly head (in about two and a half weeks or so) it's all good. I made the kids sit and write 12 thank you notes this morning, all the while bribing them with a visit (coupons in hand to entice all the more) to Chuck E. Cheese's. So not only did we get thank yous written, I got to be the best Mom in the world. And school starts tomorrow! ****sigh**** Life IS good.