Tonight's rant...

Cryptic Facebook messages. Just say what you mean. To who you mean it to. I hate the posts that are tiptoeing around what people really want to say but they don't have the balls to just come out and do it. I just realized...the older I get, the meaner I get. Hence the crazy rants....anyway, stop being a cyber pussy. Just say it.

Long crazy day

Mom left today. She had been here since Christmas. She took with her...Gerald, Heather, Adam, Rayln and Zippy (bastard rodent). I am very relieved to have my house back. Also, my kids are listening again. I started cleaning the visitor funk out of my house before they pulled out of the driveway. I cleaned from 0800 to about 1130 when Gizmo needed to power down. He passed out and I decided I would take the opportunity to doze with him. Bad. Bad idea. I missed two calls from the school nurse at 1400 to pickup Smarty because he was in horrible pain crying with an ear infection. I came after him around 1420...that is a long time in 6 year old pain minutes. I felt terrible. This just happened out of nowhere. No fever. No warning. He doesn't do pain well. He missed Tuesday at school because he had a stomach virus most of the 3 day weekend. I blame company. Too much excitement. My trip to Vegas was grand, but coming home to sickness and worm down babies is rough. Gizmo has been a trooper. Not too worn out or grouchy. I'll eat those words in the morning I bet. Anyway, so Smarty has super bad fluid in his ear and needs meds. I go to Walgreens in a city with a Walmart and it is like a five day wait...so I call my tiny town pharmacy to be sure the meds exist in that county. (You never know. Weirder shit has happened here. I promise.) it does. Great. So I drive 1 hour (30 miles with several idiots leading the way) back to our BFE town and get the meds right before they close at 1800. We make it home and I am able to calm the kids down and feed them while doing 90 loads of laundry. They just started snoring as I wrote this laying in bed with them. Time to do Macroeconomics. The day continues.....

Soldiers

I am a veteran. I believe the men and women who sign up to fight when called to do so deserve some respect. What I can't stand:

1. A bunch of sheeple who will say they are supporters and will talk it up all day. Usually a wife or mom of a soldier. Rank E-4 or below. Don't be mad. Its true. I speak truths.

2. People who have such loyalty and compassion for the troops they love so dearly. DO SOMETHING FOR THEM THEN! Holy crap this pisses me off! If you gave 2+ shits...you would get the fuck off your computer,ranting and raving about your assloads of support, and....wait for it....actually fucking support the troops! ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS!!

3. When a celeb dies. Sweet baby Jesus. Copy and pasting the names of soldiers who died...this is another sheeple move. You need to think for yourself. Do you think soldiers appreciate being in a war torn country with the strong possibility of loss of life or limb for people who can only copy paste as a support our troops move? HELL NO! The answer is HELL FUCKING NO!

I could go on all day about how much I support the troops, but instead I choose to actually do so. I will donate to organizations who will and do help soldiers in several ways. I will continue to speak up when it is needed for veterans. It is needed now more than ever. So many are without jobs and so many families are in need. The copy pasting deal could help millions if a dollar was earned each time some idiot did it. Argh....I am thinking of getting my business degree and starting something to help. Somehow, someway..... Other than being a keyboard warrior. Thank you. Rant complete.

Weed

Weed is a drug. It is illegal. It is not allowed to be grown or purchased or used in the US. Why? You can't overdose on it. You can't die from consuming it. At the worst you will sit on a couch happy and hungry. You may take a good long nap. Is this worse than legal drugs? Pills, alcohol and cigarettes? I didn't think so. The government is great at brainwashing americans to believe they know something. Get educated. Not media education. Go to a library. Read. Watch a documentary...actually watch a few. You will get lots of one sided ones. Gotta make your own choices.

I won't judge.

I do indeed think I am better than some people. I am better than fake people, ignorant people, liars and douchebags. If you think you may fit into one of these categories then feel free to fuck off.