Yesterday I helped chaperone my dauhter's 5th grade class on a trip to Plimouth Plantation. I spent most of the day with Eddie Izzard running around in my head. "Plymouth? Is this Plymouth? Right, lads, back on the boat, we've gone in a big circle." The alternative was to sit down in a puddle and cry. Because yesterday? Yesterday SUCKED.
It was 40 degrees F with 20mph winds and? It was raining. Sideways. Fanfuckingtastic. Of course, everything was outside. And the Pilgrims? They didn't have paved roads. Mud. Muck. Wet thru and thru, jeans, hoodie, squelching sneakers and socks, hell, even my underwear was wet. There were houses to go into, but again, Pilgrims? Not so much with the central heating. Major suckage. It was a real Chamber of Commerce day.
My face looks like someone's been at it with a Brillo pad. My neck aches and my nose is all stuffed up because I probably got germs from one of those maggoty little fifth-graders. Ugh.
And, joy of joys, I have to go on ANOTHER field trip in June. To do the Freedom Trail, in Boston. *whimper*
Tea and sympathy, people. Tea and sympathy.
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I'm debating doing a "Why I don't believe in God" post, but I'm a little afraid of the reactions I might get. As if it wasn't painfully obvious, given my prediclection for swearing like a drunken sailor, I'm not a religious person. I don't care if other people are, I just don't want it shoved down my throat. Or even talked about that much. Thus, my hesitation about posting what I've been working on.
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TCBIM is going to Ohio next week, for work. I'm trying not to freak out. Ever since the Thing With The Hoochie, I'm mistrusful. I haven't, of course, brought this up with him because a.) I'm an idiot and b.) I'm a chicken. He's going to sigh and roll his eyes and that just pisses me off. I would really like to shake him, hard, sometimes. Better yet, I'd like it if he could get inside my head and really understand why I feel the way I feel. Why can't we do that? It would make life a hell of a lot easier sometimes.
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How do you do those cool strike out things? I see it a lot, people type something really snarky and sarcastic and then strike thru it and type something more PC. This appeals to my snarky, bitchy side immensely.
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I'm huge. I look at least 7.5 months pregnant and I'm just 6. A month ago, I was measuring at 28 weeks and as of Tuesday, I'm only 26. I lie in bed on my back and stare in amazement at my stomach. What is this? Is it just my body doing its thing early? It's weird and a little disturbing and it's a good thing I don't gain weight when I get pregnant (I have enough weight to nourish quadruplets), otherwise I'd have outgrown my maternity clothes.
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And finally, for Bethany and Nicole and whoever else was waiting: Olivia did a thigh site on Monday! Yay!! It bugged her, mainly because she wears her jeans so snug (pre-teens - holy fashionista, Batman!), but she did it. I'm very proud of her.
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I don't think I've ever been on a school trip as a kid when it didn't rain.
Write about why you don't believe in God and cut out the comments so that people can seethe (or agree) without you having to know about it ;)
I gained 60 pounds with every pregnancy...I feel your pain.
Yay for Olivia trying a new site! I feel intimidated doing a new site, she has to endure it...I'm so damned impressed with her.
First, yay Olivia!
Second, I love your inner snark.
Third, I'd love to know what you're working on re: the post on not believing in god. Love. It.
tek
It's okay if you have issues w. God. I'll still pray for you.
Oh, and the strike through thing is the HTML tag with the "s."
-J.
Hey Julia,
I don't have much constructive stuff to say - got a kick out of the post (as usual) and just wanted to drop a line to say "hello"!
Tell TCBIM that I think he's got a good deal going on, and he's crazy if he does anything to mess it up.
And three cheers for Olivia! I'll expect a tutorial if McClinic ever gets their act together.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on religion.
The html for strike-out thingies is < del > < /del > Take out the spaces between the brackets.
Hey! Please tell Olivia that I, and my thigh site, are very very proud of her!
I like both your inner and outer snark. It makes me giggle and feel not like such a bitch.
Post what you want to post. I'd like to read your thoughts, as I've got my own nagging negativity about God and its (?) existence. I think I might be agnostic as my need to scientfically explain things tells me that you can't get something for nothing (we and even the big bang bangy things had to have come from something, right?) and that all this endless energy's got to come from somewhere -- BUT an all-knowing, all-powerful being? Ah, no. Anyway -- I'd be interested in reading that post.
Off to sleeping now.
Tell Olivia that my thigh site and I are very proud of her ... and I'm so excited to see her this summer at camp (please please tell me she's not coming 4th session cause that's the one session that i won't be at)
And on the subject of "God" ... this is your blog for a reason ... you have the right to write whatever you want to right ... and if people don't like it then they don't have to read it ... i think i'd enjoy reading it, i like to hear other people's opinions on "personal" issues ... does that sound weird? lol - i have enough of my own issues that maybe by reading about other people's stuff i don't feel so messed up ...
Good Luck! <3
ooo and to Nicole - sorry i didn't realize that i copied you on the "my thigh site and i" thingy - sorry!!! :-)
Yeah for O!! Thats great! (what is with the girls and their jeans? too tight or too low. lol Rememer, mine is 16)
This is your blog, you have the right to post whatever you want. I enjoy reading it.
I would also be distrustful. He absolutely has to go?
I say, put up the post and let the chips fall where they may. I've put up a few controversial ones on my own blog and hte reaction is never as bad as I've feared.
And the code for strikeouts is "strike." I don't know how to put it here so that you can actually see it, but it's the pointy brackets--< >--with strike at the beginning and /strike at the end.
Julia,
Posted the thing (visualized) on my blog.
HTH!
-J.
UGH! the rain and mud stinks ok sucks big time I did that when I went to a Renicance fair and I was in this tight corsit and skirt and mud was all up my leg and just gross.. not fun..The God post I get that too I don't like someone to shove it down my throat either I have Mourmuns that live in my building and I repsect their religion but everytime I come out of my door they approach me even though I have said No thanks you very nicely 4 freakin times.. I respect others religion just I did not invite you to my door I get that so I think Post away you have a right to say how you feel no matter what.. I know that can be a sticky issue but I think you post well and know how to get what you want to say accross go for it !
I wrote a post called The End of the Road awhile back. It's also known as my breaking up with Jesus post, and I've gotten a lot of positive feedback on it.
Lately I've been hampered in my writing by my need to protect the privacy of someone else, and it makes things very difficult. I say write what's in your heart.
BTW, I gained 60 pounds with Liam. My daddy saw me at six months and thought I was ready to have the baby.
That's the thing - I havent' gained a pound. Not one. I didn't with the Boo either. So, the rest of me is getting a little (a very little) bit smaller but my stomach is at the "Holy cow, woman, shouldn't you be in L&D right now?" stage.
Swearing, fyi, has no relationship to the depth of one's religious beliefs. I'm extremely religious and I swear like a motherfucker. And so does Joke, and he's a fucking Catholic, for God's sake.
I get good results with the < strike > word < /strike > protocol. Sometimes it's < str > word < / str >. Never saw Joke's version, but whatever works, right?
Also, you get bigger faster with second pregnancies. (I don't know about subsequent, since we're a zero population growth family ovah heah.) It evens out, though. I wasn't any bigger at the end of my second term, just got bigger and then stayed the same for longer.
Poppy's right. We're loud, too. Remionds me of that line from Patton "Curses like a stable boy, but prays on his knees."
Poppy and I do shit like that all the fucking time.
Well, not around the kids.
-J.
Julia, if you want to post the God post, fire away. Those times when people Just Write are the absolute best. I would love to read that post, if you posted it.
And way to go for Olivia on giving the thigh site a try! That's cool that she's willing to give it a go, even though she was apprehensive.
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