Barnmaven

Take that, Paris!

I may just qualify for the Beautiful People squad - at least, in my own mind.  You see, I have an Entourage.  They follow me wherever I go, continuously wanting to know what I'm doing, what I'm thinking, what's my opinion about this or that.  They worship and adore me.  I have them practically eating from my hand...OK, I have them actually eating from my hand.  Every step I take, they track me faithfully, loving me with their eyes and wanting all of my attention.

Today I would like to thank my children and my dogs for making me feel like a movie star.  Hey guys, would it be ok if I went pee by myself just for once?  KThxBye.

I can't watch

 I can't watch the debate.  I can't stomach it.  So much is at stake in this election and every time John McCain opens his mouth and calls himself a "Maverick" and a "Reformer" I want to puke.

I remember when he really was those things.  I remember when he campaigned against Bush in the primaries - how he talked about things that were important - and how when the Bush Machine told him to shut up if he wanted the nomination at the end of the Bush Dynasty, he did.  He toed the line, and he lost my respect.  It was bad enough that he became the Coward of Washington DC, but what cemented him in the basement in my book was his choice of Sarah Palin as a running mate.  Fer cryin' out loud, if you're choosing a VP candidate who very well may become POTUS at least try to get someone with HALF A FUCKING BRAIN.  A quarter of a brain is simply not sufficient.  She's not even good at mouthing the script, and she certainly can't dance on her feet.  If Katie Couric can make her look bad, how in the hell is she going to survive a debate with Joe Biden? 

I'm throwing out  my TV until November is over.  I don't want to hear any more.

What do you do when you can't do anything?

The hardest thing imaginable for me is to be faced with difficulty and not to be able to do anything about it.  I'm such a control freak, I get more joy out of solving problems and fixing things than nearly anything else I can imagine.  Taking something all messed up and making something clean and shiny out of it is better than sex.  So when things get tough and I have no control and no solutions, what the hell do I do?

I hate

...whichever jerk it was who created lawns.  And lawn mowing.