I’ve been cruising through some parenting and mommy blogs today and I gotta tell ya…it’s a little scary. This isn’t going to be an attack, because quite honestly, a lot of the women I’m reading seem to be very nice people…but damn…I was thinking to myself ‘can’t ya’ll make a decision regarding your child without consulting surveys, studies and the blog collective?’
But then I found out WHY parents seem to have no idea whether they’re coming or going:
A five year study conducted at Texas A&M University recently reported that the amounts and quality of time parents spent with their children has a direct effect on children’s rates of obesity. In general, researchers found the amount of time a mother spent with her child, her work stress and her income level had a larger impact in lowering the child’s risk of obesity than the father’s time, work stress, and income. Furthermore, the more time a mother spends with the child, the less likely that child is to be obese; conversely, the more time a father spends with a child, the more likely the child will be obese.
As if today’s parents don’t have enough reason to be neurotic, now we have scientists trying to pin childhood obesity on the amount of TIME you spend with your child.
I’m sorry, but the ONLY reason why Johnny is such a porker is because you buy him the Twinkies…not because you don’t spend the correct amount of time with him.
My advice to today’s mothers? Don’t parent-by-committee. Put down the child psychology books. Stop worrying about what ‘the survey says’ (anyone else channel Richard Dawson when they read that?).
Just trust your instincts.
No TagsI’ve seen the links in my referral logs, so I finally went over to Bloglines to see what all the fuss is about.
Let me just say right now that I am in love.
I’ve used a software feedreader before but found that I never remembered to turn the damn thing on. It was always just easier to use my browser. Plus, with the amount of computers in my house, it was a pain in the ass to remember to update each program every time I added a link.
I also rediscovered an old love of mine: the Performancing plug-in for Firefox. I had used this a long time ago but somehow forgot to install the plugin after my last reformat. If you reference a lot of blogs in your posts, this plugin is a Godsend.
Yes, I have finally come into the 21st century.
No TagsOnly a Biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
Damn ain’t that the truth. TheEx has a gorgeous Harley that he bought when we were together and I swear to God, after all these years, it’s the only thing I miss about him sometimes 
It was a lovely weekend spent in the woods…exactly what my soul needed right about now. Mother Nature was up to her old tricks again, though. Daytime was perfect camping weather for me…cool and dry with a pleasant breeze. Nighttime was fine…if you don’t mind waking up to frost (yes, FROST!) on everything. I can’t get over the fact that I was wearing flannel and wool socks in August. I have various and sundry war wounds from a rousing game of flashlight tag and a serious lack of nightvision.
It’s not the mind that goes first, people…it’s the damn eyesight.
Thanks to those who emailed me letting me know my site was screwy. The database was doing the funky chicken for some reason. Whatever it was seems to have resolved itself.
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I’ll be taking advantage of this cool spell that we have going on here and taking the heathens camping with friends this weekend I think. I usually prefer to camp during the fall so that I don’t have to deal with the heat and the bugs, but this weekend looks cool and breezy so far.
Once upon a time, all of our camping trips consisted of copious amounts of booze, a guitar and a tent. Now that most of us are married/divorced with children, things are quite different. We have to actually PREPARE. We have to dig out GEAR. We have to pack CLOTHES. We have to remember to leave room in the coolers for FOOD, of all things.
Back in the day, we could look at each other on a Friday afternoon and say, “Let’s go! Someone grab the tent” and bolt out the door. We could hike 2 miles into the woods and live for an entire weekend on the lake on beer and fish and a 5 pound box of hot dogs if someone thought to pick one up. Sunday afternoons would see us emerging from the woods, tired, hungover and smelling of stale beer and woodsmoke…but happy and content, swearing that it was the BEST TRIP EVER.
Nowadays, we emerge completely sober, stiff, cranky, out of patience and swearing to God that if we hear “Mom” or “Dad” or “Uncle/Aunt Whoever” one more fucking time….
Bah. Who am I kidding? I can’t WAIT!
No TagsI’m just gonna toss this out there into the ether because apparently there are quite a few people who are dealing with the same things I am lately.
1. One mistake IS a mistake. The SAME mistake made over and over again is a habit. Break it.
2. Take the time to truly understand what the consequences to your actions were and THEN apologize. Make sure you understand the part you played in the ‘misunderstanding’.
3. “I’m sorry if I hurt you” is NOT an apology. You might as well be saying, “Stop being so over sensitive”. An apology should include the SPECIFIC action that caused the problem, such as “I’m sorry that I called yo’ momma fat” or “I’m sorry that I blogged about your small penis”.
4. Don’t qualify your apologies. When you’ve hurt someone’s feelings, they don’t really give a shit what horrible things happened in your past to make you the way you are or how drunk you were at the time or how you haven’t been laid in a month. All they REALLY want is for you to show that you understand that what you did/said was wrong and that you will endeavor to never make the same mistake twice.
5. If you’re not sincere, don’t bother. No one likes having sunshine blown up their ass when they’ve been hurt or wronged.
6. This is worth repeating: the same mistake made over and over is a habit. Break it.
I learned a looooong time ago that empty apologies are often worse than the original offense. I’ve had the week from hell so far and I’ve made several new and creative mistakes, but it didn’t kill me to look anyone in the eye or send an email or pick up the phone and utter those two little words: “I’m sorry”.
If this ‘insensitive bitch’ can do it, so can everyone else.
No TagsWhen the hell did they stop wrapping Hostess Ding Dongs in tin foil?? And why do they now taste like chocolate dipped dog shit?
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