Watch Your Step

This is a great video for a society that is becoming more and more immoral.

And I'm not talking about breastfeeding. Sheesh.



It's kind of funny that I had to switch my safety mode in youtube to "off"
to be able to watch this.

I guess we are already watching our step around here.

Don't quit.

Whenever I want to quit blogging,
I watch this.

When hateful anonymous commenters
(who may or may not be mentally ill)
tell me I have no business on the internet,

I think of Lucille Ball, The Beatles, Ulysses S. Grant, Michael Jordan,
Thomas Edison, Walt Disney, and Abraham Lincoln.

You see they had haters too,
but they believed in themselves
and kept trying.



Who do you think about in times when you need to be reminded not to give up?

At the field.

In Utah,

being at the field,

is

awesome.

Thank you Rocky Mountains.

My man is the master.

Besides his amazing patience with my blogging,
(somebody at his work was privvy to all the boob drama
and said how sorry he was - sorry LG - so sorry)
one thing I love about my husband is his love for music.

Not only can he quote every lyric written by any Beatle,
he can also tell you just about any artist
when asked to Name That Tune.
He's amazing.

He plays the piano.
He plays the saxophone.
And he can play the harmonica.

Compared to this guy, LG doesn't play at all,
but I don't think he has any plans of going to Carnegie.



My hubby also plays a little google.

Check it out.

My husband loves his moobs.

Abigail thought she was being clever to shorten the name for LG's manboobs to moobs.
Little did she know that the term is already in use everywhere.
Surely she hadn't ever referenced the urban dictionary.
I guess it's an easy combination to conclude.

Here is a funny story just for my sister in law Meagan
who has missed the old me while I was caught up in too much drama.

Hate it When

Don't you hate it when your hubby comes home from work

and says

Wow, you've had a rough blogging day!
Do you want to know my opinion?

You are being petty and angry.

And today you acted to the antithesis of what you want your blog to be:
entertaining, light-hearted, and fun.

And you know he's right.

I hate it when he's right.

And then I don't even want to let him give me that hug that I really want and need,
because somehow he has just become the enemy too.

Breathe Alice.
Breathe.

This too shall pass.

And I can't be too upset that my husband is so smart.
Somehow that reflects good on me.
And let's face it, I need all the kudos I can get right now.

I love you LeGrand,
just as soon as I get home from Pack Meeting,
I will be ready for that hug.

Boy, my life sucks right now.
Blogging smackdown and Pack meeting all in one day.

At least it is raining outside so I don't have to water the lawn.

There's always a silver lining.
And I am doing something right by teaching my kids that
because the other day when Abigail took out her load of lights with inkpen all over everything, do you know what she said?
At least it wasn't my whites.

And she was right.
And she learned that from her mom.
Her mom that was too emotional today.
And too sensitive.

And yes she gets that from me too.
Thank goodness she also has the genius genes from dad.

Wow, there's nothing like life tragedy to bring out the desire to write.
Anyone else have something to dish out?

Growing thicker skin

I am not taking the advice of my good friends, and bowing out.
Thanks for a great post Wayne.

My brother told me to grow thicker skin or get a new hobby.
Will be contemplating which one will work best for me.
I am pretty certain I am not going to quit blogging.

So I will probably be googling how to grow thicker skin
At this point, I still don't regret sticking up for myself, not one bit.

But ask me how I feel tomorrow.

Dear Big-Time Bloggers, Screw You

Dear Big-Time Bloggers,

I just got done reading a post by a big-time blogger that was all about me. Of course, she never took the opportunity to tell her readers that she was talking about me, but the post was all about me. Heaven forbid she actually give a little blogger any positive feedback? She may lose some of her loyals.

You see, I was stupid. It won't be the first or last time. I ignorantly shared a link with her about a silly little post I wrote about breastfeeding. I had no idea she was a big-time. I was just doing what I do...using the internet as my corridor to a world where there are other adults.

Is google taking over?

Google Plus. Everyone wants to know about it. Here's what I think.

I am a bit nervous about technical writing. I am not techno-savvy, as evidenced by my Top 10 Commenter box to your left without any commenters in it. Every widget I found on the web just won't work right. Does anyone know if this pipe place is just a scam? All the code I have found uses pipes and not a single one of them actually work.

I'm a bit worried that I may look this stupid in the techno department. (O.k. I don't think I am that stupid thanks to my husband who just realized that I had the wrong link oops)