He drew this during Celebrity Apprentice. Yes, we watch that program - lay off!
I Like to Eat Here
Monday, February 27, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Frugalicious Friday- Freedom!!
The other day I was, as one of my besties and I put it: "Pretty Womaned". Yes, I was "Pretty Womaned" at a lingerie store of all places.
Look. Let me get you straight on something. I'm silly. A silly rabbit that really has no business being in this type of establishment to begin with. I have a very 6th grade mentality i.e. I always laugh at the most inappropriate subjects and or times. So don't be all: "SHE'S SHOPS AT A LINGERIE STORE!?!?!??" And it's not Targie!? Same page now? Great.
So I roll up at this place in Katy in my Honda CR-V, circa 2008, and head in with a budget. Oh yes, we had budgeted for what I needed. As in, we had an index card and cash. I was Julia Roberts- oh how I wish I was Ms. Legs for Days!- So this is how it went down:
Me/Poor Man's Julia Roberts: "I've got money to spend here." And that would be the said budgeted cash.
Shop Ladies: "Well, here's a _____, but it's $78 and that's going to be way out of your price range." Heavy snobbery with every ounce of snooty- complete with looks and frustration that I would not be a big spender at their store.
Yes. That happened. I had been in there previously the day before and the above happened when I came in the next day to return something that didn't turn out well. Close friends can ask for the story later.
Had I not had Jesus in my heart and had I not been in a rush, I could have gotten a little snarky-snark back to this woman. What good would that have accomplished? None. Plus, there is freedom for me mentally, now that I am on a budget. I don't care who knows that we are a family on the way to being debt free. Knowing that we have a plan to quote Dave Ramsey: "Live like no one else, so we can live like no one else." really gives me peace of mind and freedom to say no to things that would put us in the living beyond our means category.
So what. That lady's ignorance doesn't bother me. Lady you better hope you don't have to have 10 eye surgeries, plus 4 other surgeries in 2 years and have to go on a medical mystery tour of Mayo Clinic!!! I don't care what you think. You can buy all you want. What I'm paying for is in cash and the bill won't be sent to me next month in the form of a balance- holllaaahhh!!
And THANK YOU JESUS! All that glory goes to Him!
There is freedom in having a frugalicious outlook and that is a huge unforeseen benefit of this whole plan. We're not trying to do anything to keep up with anybody and I love that.
Today is Freedom Friday on Dave Ramsey's radio show where callers call or go visit Dave at Financial Peace Plaza to tell their story of debt freedom. He interviews them to see what they did and how much they paid off. These calls are so encouraging for me personally, that I cry every time I hear them yell: "WE'RE DEBT FREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" No really, shed a tear every time.
We plan on calling in too in, God willing, 19 months! I can't wait to do that and Leelah will join us in this family victory.
We just have the cars and the student loan left. Thank God! Don't be afraid to not keep up with the insanity of the world's indebtedness! Glory!
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Things that Bring Me Joy No.9!
You've had one of these bad boys, right?
If not, this might come as a shock but you have missed an essential rite of passage of an eater and you're an amateur in breakfast delights: BEIGNETS.
Beignets drop kick donuts in the throat.
They are Chuck Norris, while other pastries are just Dudley Moore- no offense to Dudley.
I'm not sure what they are classified as, but maybe Pieces of Heaven will suffice?
There is a place...
It's on Westheimer inside the loop.
It satiates, but this place...
Real Deals. Located in NOLA, estb. 1862.
My first visit: circa 1990.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
How to Disagree with Your Husband
Well that got yer attention, didn't it!!!
Sidenote, my daughter says "fir" when she means to say "for" and it makes me laugh. Sometimes she sounds like genuine Carny Folk.
Look. There are somethings in life that John and I don't laugh through or agree on. There are places that make us downright fight. A quasi-silent, not in front of Leelah, and yet heated fight. But just enough for her to go "Guys, GUYS! We love each other!"
Those places are the following:
1. Ikea. John HATES it. He hates the quality. The maze. The non-traditional. Everything I love about it, he loathes pretty much. So for fun on a Saturday I will throw out, "Oh and we need to make a quick stop at Ikea..." Just to see his internal anguish happen in his face and see his jaw clench with inner rage. Hilarious.
2. Walmart. See above. Although, I also do not like shopping here. I don't. Can I get any other lowish-vision folks out there to second me on this- IT'S HARD TO SEE IN WALMART!?!?!! I don't know what it is, but it gives me fuzzy eyes. Seriously.
3. Memorial City Mall. He won't do it. Just won't. It's like when he thinks of MCM, it reminds him of the crowds he saw there during the Christmas shopping and he panics and that's all he thinks about even if it's April. I don't know why the Galleria makes it okay for him, but it does. Perhaps the lego store or Tourneau softens the blow of having to wade through the people sea?
There are some other heavy hitting subjects that our hearts diverge on. I would like to not disclose that stuff, i.e. blast it on the www, but it's pretty major. I mean, we both are politically on the same page and both agree that Applebee's is basically frozen dinner food, so we are good on those major points. But this one particular thing that I felt God was like:
GILLIAN DO THIS. DO IT. IT IS DONE. IT IS COMING. THIS WILL HAPPEN.
John was like:
Say do what!???!! You can't see well enough, excuse, different opinion. No. And no.
Now. Ephesians tells me to do the s-word. So I do it. Yes, I'm one of those kooks that believes that the husband is the head of the family and that I should follow his lead for our family. God willing, I try to abide in His Word on this. I, however, will pick the eatery. It's my gift. But you see where I'm going with this-
HARD. It's hard.
Here I have what I believe to be is a direct message from the Lord. But wait, John's not on the same page. And we are talking for like over a year here. What does that mean? WAIT.
I blogged about my waiting experience in a post called, While You Wait.
And for a long time, this comforted me the fact that I was waiting on the Lord and NOT on my husband. It also let him off the hook.
But do you know what had the hardest time waiting- my mouth!!!! My words. I still tried to persuade with my words to get what I wanted or I believed should happen. And people, that's wrong. So I had to shut up. Since we have a little one, I don't get to use that phrase, so let me just say it again: SHUT UP.
Stop talking.
Stop hinting.
Stop nagging.
Don't go there. Leave the room. Smile. Bring up something else. DON'T SAY ANYTHING. Or if you have not already stated how you feel about something- JUST SAY IT ONCE and then drop it like it's hot.
God told me phase 2 of the waiting process: Say it one time and then BE QUIET! If you nag, I (God) can't work. Get that?
Let's just say that you are a better persuader than I am and your words did the trick with your husband and bam, you got what you were going on about. Well, great. You might have gotten what you wanted, but guess what else you might have gotten: resentment from him. That's not worth it. It's not. Whatever you wanted is not worth the resentment, plus you didn't let God do it (only He can handle it best) and for Him to get the glory. That's the better option FYI, doy. You're just like those chicks in the Bible that wanted a kid, couldn't have one, had their husband hook up with a maid to get a kid, and then yuckness- DRAMA!!!!
Another bonus of un-harping, the fun has come back. The fun was chased away with my sour/coy talks. Even if I was coming at it from a positive P.O.V., it was still unnatural and forced, thus un-fun.
Sometimes I lapse. I have a pretty big mouth. Lot of opinions. But for the most part, this decision has made for a happier home environment and happier hearts too. Lot of all caps happening here, which means I'm PASSIONATE about this!
Sidenote, my daughter says "fir" when she means to say "for" and it makes me laugh. Sometimes she sounds like genuine Carny Folk.
Look. There are somethings in life that John and I don't laugh through or agree on. There are places that make us downright fight. A quasi-silent, not in front of Leelah, and yet heated fight. But just enough for her to go "Guys, GUYS! We love each other!"
Those places are the following:
1. Ikea. John HATES it. He hates the quality. The maze. The non-traditional. Everything I love about it, he loathes pretty much. So for fun on a Saturday I will throw out, "Oh and we need to make a quick stop at Ikea..." Just to see his internal anguish happen in his face and see his jaw clench with inner rage. Hilarious.
2. Walmart. See above. Although, I also do not like shopping here. I don't. Can I get any other lowish-vision folks out there to second me on this- IT'S HARD TO SEE IN WALMART!?!?!! I don't know what it is, but it gives me fuzzy eyes. Seriously.
3. Memorial City Mall. He won't do it. Just won't. It's like when he thinks of MCM, it reminds him of the crowds he saw there during the Christmas shopping and he panics and that's all he thinks about even if it's April. I don't know why the Galleria makes it okay for him, but it does. Perhaps the lego store or Tourneau softens the blow of having to wade through the people sea?
There are some other heavy hitting subjects that our hearts diverge on. I would like to not disclose that stuff, i.e. blast it on the www, but it's pretty major. I mean, we both are politically on the same page and both agree that Applebee's is basically frozen dinner food, so we are good on those major points. But this one particular thing that I felt God was like:
GILLIAN DO THIS. DO IT. IT IS DONE. IT IS COMING. THIS WILL HAPPEN.
John was like:
Say do what!???!! You can't see well enough, excuse, different opinion. No. And no.
Now. Ephesians tells me to do the s-word. So I do it. Yes, I'm one of those kooks that believes that the husband is the head of the family and that I should follow his lead for our family. God willing, I try to abide in His Word on this. I, however, will pick the eatery. It's my gift. But you see where I'm going with this-
HARD. It's hard.
Here I have what I believe to be is a direct message from the Lord. But wait, John's not on the same page. And we are talking for like over a year here. What does that mean? WAIT.
I blogged about my waiting experience in a post called, While You Wait.
And for a long time, this comforted me the fact that I was waiting on the Lord and NOT on my husband. It also let him off the hook.
But do you know what had the hardest time waiting- my mouth!!!! My words. I still tried to persuade with my words to get what I wanted or I believed should happen. And people, that's wrong. So I had to shut up. Since we have a little one, I don't get to use that phrase, so let me just say it again: SHUT UP.
Stop talking.
Stop hinting.
Stop nagging.
Don't go there. Leave the room. Smile. Bring up something else. DON'T SAY ANYTHING. Or if you have not already stated how you feel about something- JUST SAY IT ONCE and then drop it like it's hot.
God told me phase 2 of the waiting process: Say it one time and then BE QUIET! If you nag, I (God) can't work. Get that?
Let's just say that you are a better persuader than I am and your words did the trick with your husband and bam, you got what you were going on about. Well, great. You might have gotten what you wanted, but guess what else you might have gotten: resentment from him. That's not worth it. It's not. Whatever you wanted is not worth the resentment, plus you didn't let God do it (only He can handle it best) and for Him to get the glory. That's the better option FYI, doy. You're just like those chicks in the Bible that wanted a kid, couldn't have one, had their husband hook up with a maid to get a kid, and then yuckness- DRAMA!!!!
Another bonus of un-harping, the fun has come back. The fun was chased away with my sour/coy talks. Even if I was coming at it from a positive P.O.V., it was still unnatural and forced, thus un-fun.
Sometimes I lapse. I have a pretty big mouth. Lot of opinions. But for the most part, this decision has made for a happier home environment and happier hearts too. Lot of all caps happening here, which means I'm PASSIONATE about this!
Monday, February 20, 2012
Johnicles Comicles No.1!
John drew this while I was trying to pay attention in Bible Study class...
I added the captions. We're a team, he and I. Him and I? Whim and I? Whom? You get the picture.
Frump Face
So this is what we call a Frump Face... Also known as the "I'm Gonna Cut You!" face. The first one happened when we were at Galveston. I guess that town just brings it outta people... Sheesh, mom and dad don't take me to the beach in 1,000 degrees weather and then try to buy my ice cream- life is not fair!!!!!! To give her credit, she was not even 1. The other pic, she's 5 and that's the reason for the frump.
And yes, I promised a Johnicle's Comicles and it's coming. I gave him a deadline... I did say please! Stay tuned...
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Things that Bring Me Joy No. 8!
Please forgive me for posting more than one pic. Gardening with my lovely really brings me joy!
Monday, February 13, 2012
Just a Hug and a Kiss
When it came to gift giving, I'd always ask my dad, "What do you want for ________ day?" And his answer was always the same, "Just a hug and a kiss from you!" I was always kind of like, yeah right in my mind. But looking back now that he's gone, I have remembered those words and now see the beautiful logic in them.
When you really love someone, all you really need from them is a hug and a kiss. I mean, do you really need the pomp and circumstance? Do you really need a day to profess your love in some materialistic way? Not judging, just saying I'd take a hug and kiss from a loved one any day over some thing. Especially when that person is no longer on earth.
So John and I are just giving each other a hug and a kiss. And in addition, we are going to give each other something that would speak love in our respective "love languages." What? Have I lost you? If you are my friend, then you've heard me yack on and on about this before. If you have no clue, check out the book entitled, The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. This book is on my Life Changing Books list for sure.
So you read and find out which love language you receive and give in and then it is so much easier to communicate your love towards your mate.
John's an act of service guy. That means in order for me to show him that I love him I should do stuff for him that he always talks about or that is on his mental list. Yes, these people have lists going through their brains. And I am so dense about this that I had to straight out ask him, "what's on your list?" and I was so surprised at his answers. Surprised as in, that's all it takes?
For me, of course, I'm more high-maintenance. I'm "words of affirmation" and or "quality time". I need words daily or I will shrivel up and die emotionally. Or I need to spend one on one time where we connect. I told you, a stuff on the side, high-maintenance type.
So tomorrow for Valentine's Day, I will hopefully get a love letter. And for John, well I need to do a few chores off of his mental list... Girls can be act of service before you get all feminist on me! He just wants me to hang up my towel. That says love to him. I could not believe this. There he was all this time doing the dishes and in his own way professing his love for me, while I was standing there giving him a pep talk- my way. Now we know each other's ways and it has helped so much!
When you really love someone, all you really need from them is a hug and a kiss. I mean, do you really need the pomp and circumstance? Do you really need a day to profess your love in some materialistic way? Not judging, just saying I'd take a hug and kiss from a loved one any day over some thing. Especially when that person is no longer on earth.
So John and I are just giving each other a hug and a kiss. And in addition, we are going to give each other something that would speak love in our respective "love languages." What? Have I lost you? If you are my friend, then you've heard me yack on and on about this before. If you have no clue, check out the book entitled, The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. This book is on my Life Changing Books list for sure.
So you read and find out which love language you receive and give in and then it is so much easier to communicate your love towards your mate.
John's an act of service guy. That means in order for me to show him that I love him I should do stuff for him that he always talks about or that is on his mental list. Yes, these people have lists going through their brains. And I am so dense about this that I had to straight out ask him, "what's on your list?" and I was so surprised at his answers. Surprised as in, that's all it takes?
For me, of course, I'm more high-maintenance. I'm "words of affirmation" and or "quality time". I need words daily or I will shrivel up and die emotionally. Or I need to spend one on one time where we connect. I told you, a stuff on the side, high-maintenance type.
So tomorrow for Valentine's Day, I will hopefully get a love letter. And for John, well I need to do a few chores off of his mental list... Girls can be act of service before you get all feminist on me! He just wants me to hang up my towel. That says love to him. I could not believe this. There he was all this time doing the dishes and in his own way professing his love for me, while I was standing there giving him a pep talk- my way. Now we know each other's ways and it has helped so much!
Johnicles' Comicles.
John is my husband.
John is funny. That is NOT my chin in that picture. I don't know whose chin that is. But I do want to draw attention to me laughing because John is funny. Don't look at that chin. I look like a turtle. I should totally perform photoshop surgery, but alas I must keep it real as they say...
He can draw crazy well- take that to mean the adjective and the noun.
I'd like to introduce you to a snippet of his world seen on our tax stuff envelope:
His drawings make me laugh like that time in college I was really stressed out and had IBS (I overshare) and he drew a pic of a guy who was so stressed out that his face turned inside out with a bubble next to him that read, "I'm STRESSIN'!" So when he drew this, I thought I would pass it on. With any luck, he will agree to start doing this for my blog.
So please give him some comment love so we can get him to draw for us weekly and make us all laugh on Mondays. Hip hip hooray for more Monday laughs!!!
Friday, February 10, 2012
Frugalicious Friday No. 17
Watching, and by watching I mean living for, Downton Abbey has made me realize something: back then they took care of their clothes to save money. That period of time probably didn't allow for them to run down to JCP and pick up a gown for their fine dining engagements. Their clothes had to be made.
And
Notice in so many scenes that the house's staff are always at the table doing one of the following:
1. Arguing or baiting each other into giving up information.
2. Eating
3. Reading, but only if they are lazy, i.e. Ethel
4. Smoking- DGMS.
and
5. Tailoring/Repairing clothes.
They are always busying themselves with this.
Yes. I realize this is a fictionalish show and I've already talked about it once before.
But this brings up a very good frugalicious point.
Fix your clothes before you purchase new ones to save money. If you're like me you might be thinking, "Girl, please! I buy my stuff at Old Navy and Targie and once that stuff is done- it's toast!" Sometimes that stuff is salvageable, like say if there is a stain. Check out the links below.
And
I don't go too trendy. This is a personal style pref. Plus I think that if you are always on trend, then Honey, you better be bankin' to afford that mess.
If you are like me and your daughter has a fine collection of Circo brand that she outgrows every 2 weeks- always length wise and never in the tummy tum, then please check out these blogs' easy tips on upcycling clothes or try this out.
I promise it's easy, or I wouldn't be promoting it. I'm craft lazy and it has to be easy!!!!
Or if you are a "smockaholic" and love having your daughter wear those precious dresses- take the hem out when they grow up and keep on keepin' on. Watch how to do that on youtube- that website will teach you anything.
Why not stop that madness and update your kids' clothes to save some dollarage?
Also, another tip:
just applique over the pumpkin/tree/heart/flag of the shirt to re-use as a shirt that is not holiday specific. That has worked pretty well in the past.
And for Mommy's shirts.
Of course, another trick I like to employ:
Same shirt, different necklace. Accessorizing never hurt anyone.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Let Your Light Shine
UPDATE:
I decided on behalf of all us peeps with eye issues to redo this and make it vision-friendly: (I think I like it more!)
Go ahead and print it out - size is 8x10 (different sizing than one on FB). I recommend card stock.
Old Version:
Here's a picture I took of a beautiful chandelier at an Antique Mall. It reminded me of Matthew 5:14-15 and I decided to make up a little pretty something with The Message's translation of that verse. Enjoy!
I decided on behalf of all us peeps with eye issues to redo this and make it vision-friendly: (I think I like it more!)
Go ahead and print it out - size is 8x10 (different sizing than one on FB). I recommend card stock.
Old Version:
Here's a picture I took of a beautiful chandelier at an Antique Mall. It reminded me of Matthew 5:14-15 and I decided to make up a little pretty something with The Message's translation of that verse. Enjoy!
Too Much Tawdry!
Yep, missed both segments (Things that bring me joy and Frugalicious Friday) last week and honestly don't have a very good excuse. And I'm not so foolish to think that anyone would care about it anyway. I would like to say it's because I've started attending a new Bible Study with the hubby called Masterlife and that is where I've been spending my time since that would make 4-5 studies I'm attending, but no that is not the reason. Sinuses. Will you accept poor sinuses? What? You don't care anyway? That's why I love you.
But I just have to get this out.
Can someone please help a mom out and just stop the all the tawdry yuck yuck in our media? No. It won't stop because "It's just the world we live in." And I'm just as cliche as that saying is: a mom who is tired of the sexual/distasteful onslaught our families face constantly. Way to be original, Gillian.
Lately I feel like I'm just constantly shaking my fist up the air saying, "STOP IT!!!!!" or "PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!!!" or "This makes me sad." It does make me sad. Doesn't it make you sad?
Doesn't it really bum you out that you can't even let your 5.5 yr old watch the Superbowl commercials because heaven forbid a godaddy commercial will come on only to let her watch a M&M's commerical and then realize it's about the seemingly safe for young eyes candy, but that candy is stripping! Yes, candy stripping - not candy striping totally different. Come on M&M's!!!!! You were the safe option!!!!
Dang it people. What happened to the fun Juicy Fruit waterskiing or Energizer Bunny or hilarious Pepsi commercials?
We just turned the whole thing off. We don't have DVR and we shouldn't have to have it to protect our little ones eyes. And no, I'm not sheltering my child. She goes to public school and told us during dinner that some boy on the bus told her how to kill people. "WHAT!!!!!????" I asked while John simultaneously asked, "HOW?!" Spoiler alert- you "strangle them until they stop breathing". Great, my kid now knows about strangling. Thanks a lot. Fun dinner convo.
And I'm on this whole 21 days of No Complaining kick, and I realize I'm straight up complaining cliche-ingly. Forgive me.
I realize we are all in this together as parents and have been in this for centuries. I know alright!!!
When you go to a grocery store and you notice a cosmo mag has been turned around- that was me and I'm not sorry.
If you see us move to another table because you're a teenage girl talking about what a hot _______ some other girl is at Denny's - that was me and my family and I'm not sorry.
Yes, manager at Academy I did tell you to tell the buyers to stop buying our little girls string bikinis. I'M NOT SORRY!
It's not okay.
And I am a lifetime member of P.O.O.P. "People Offended by Offended People" and I'm still just saying, this should not be the norm. Please don't think it's the norm.
Totally have constructed a soapbox and am yelling off of it, but one more thing.
We went to a high school play to watch Oklahoma the other night. I had no idea what that musical was about. I grew up seeing My Fair Lady and Annie Get Your Gun.
Here's what I told my kid prior:
It's about cowboys, cowgirls, living on the land, farms, and it has great songs!
What I should have told her it was about:
Pornography and men who are addicted to it- (Jud's character), men singing about monogamy and hating it, women singing about "Can't say no" to sex and hating monogamy, cussing (on the light side but still there), actual hay in hair from rolling in the hay, oh and a knife/gunfight (kind of okay with that b/c it is a western).
A. HIGH. SCHOOL. PLAY. Albeit, full of talented kids, but yuck!!!
And I'm the idiot for not researching beforehand? Should I be though? I'm the idiot?
I called myself an idiot by the way.
We always use the Plugged in App or check online at PluggedIn before we go to a movie and I think that helps. Highly recommend this. But they don't have it for high school plays of course! Now, I know to research beforehand or just skip altogether.
Look, I pray I'm not coming off as a Judge-a-holic here, and I'm the first to admit my imperfection and at times, hypocrisy, but I just want us all to understand THIS IS NOT THE NORM FOLKS! When you can't let your kids watch anything network, that is not okay or you can't just let them practice reading while you check out at a store for fear they won't think that word is 'organism'. Or you can't leave the station off of 89.3 KSBJ (Thank God for that station). It's terrible.
I am now one of those moms and you should be too! But the whole thing is: forget the immorality because that is debateable (it shouldn't be but it is), it's not quality t.v., music, or reading anyway. It's Tawdry: "Showy but cheap and of poor quality". You can be funny and not curse or be crude- have you ever heard of The Cosby Show? I rest my case.
But I just have to get this out.
Can someone please help a mom out and just stop the all the tawdry yuck yuck in our media? No. It won't stop because "It's just the world we live in." And I'm just as cliche as that saying is: a mom who is tired of the sexual/distasteful onslaught our families face constantly. Way to be original, Gillian.
Lately I feel like I'm just constantly shaking my fist up the air saying, "STOP IT!!!!!" or "PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!!!" or "This makes me sad." It does make me sad. Doesn't it make you sad?
Doesn't it really bum you out that you can't even let your 5.5 yr old watch the Superbowl commercials because heaven forbid a godaddy commercial will come on only to let her watch a M&M's commerical and then realize it's about the seemingly safe for young eyes candy, but that candy is stripping! Yes, candy stripping - not candy striping totally different. Come on M&M's!!!!! You were the safe option!!!!
Dang it people. What happened to the fun Juicy Fruit waterskiing or Energizer Bunny or hilarious Pepsi commercials?
We just turned the whole thing off. We don't have DVR and we shouldn't have to have it to protect our little ones eyes. And no, I'm not sheltering my child. She goes to public school and told us during dinner that some boy on the bus told her how to kill people. "WHAT!!!!!????" I asked while John simultaneously asked, "HOW?!" Spoiler alert- you "strangle them until they stop breathing". Great, my kid now knows about strangling. Thanks a lot. Fun dinner convo.
And I'm on this whole 21 days of No Complaining kick, and I realize I'm straight up complaining cliche-ingly. Forgive me.
I realize we are all in this together as parents and have been in this for centuries. I know alright!!!
When you go to a grocery store and you notice a cosmo mag has been turned around- that was me and I'm not sorry.
If you see us move to another table because you're a teenage girl talking about what a hot _______ some other girl is at Denny's - that was me and my family and I'm not sorry.
Yes, manager at Academy I did tell you to tell the buyers to stop buying our little girls string bikinis. I'M NOT SORRY!
It's not okay.
And I am a lifetime member of P.O.O.P. "People Offended by Offended People" and I'm still just saying, this should not be the norm. Please don't think it's the norm.
Totally have constructed a soapbox and am yelling off of it, but one more thing.
We went to a high school play to watch Oklahoma the other night. I had no idea what that musical was about. I grew up seeing My Fair Lady and Annie Get Your Gun.
Here's what I told my kid prior:
It's about cowboys, cowgirls, living on the land, farms, and it has great songs!
What I should have told her it was about:
Pornography and men who are addicted to it- (Jud's character), men singing about monogamy and hating it, women singing about "Can't say no" to sex and hating monogamy, cussing (on the light side but still there), actual hay in hair from rolling in the hay, oh and a knife/gunfight (kind of okay with that b/c it is a western).
A. HIGH. SCHOOL. PLAY. Albeit, full of talented kids, but yuck!!!
And I'm the idiot for not researching beforehand? Should I be though? I'm the idiot?
I called myself an idiot by the way.
We always use the Plugged in App or check online at PluggedIn before we go to a movie and I think that helps. Highly recommend this. But they don't have it for high school plays of course! Now, I know to research beforehand or just skip altogether.
Look, I pray I'm not coming off as a Judge-a-holic here, and I'm the first to admit my imperfection and at times, hypocrisy, but I just want us all to understand THIS IS NOT THE NORM FOLKS! When you can't let your kids watch anything network, that is not okay or you can't just let them practice reading while you check out at a store for fear they won't think that word is 'organism'. Or you can't leave the station off of 89.3 KSBJ (Thank God for that station). It's terrible.
I am now one of those moms and you should be too! But the whole thing is: forget the immorality because that is debateable (it shouldn't be but it is), it's not quality t.v., music, or reading anyway. It's Tawdry: "Showy but cheap and of poor quality". You can be funny and not curse or be crude- have you ever heard of The Cosby Show? I rest my case.
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