No Wonder His Skin Has Been So White Lately...

So this morning my son walks up next to me and I can smell his feet.

His feet never smell! I don't have smelly feet and LUCKILY for Mr Man (because I might have to kill him if he did) he doesn't either. So I don't know what was up with his stinky feet.

Anywho, since he just had a bath last nite, and I'm lazy this morning, I told him to go get some baby wipes and clean his feet before putting on his shoes & socks this morning.

I'm watching TV and I hear him sit down on the love seat near me in the living room and I turn to look at him & see him cleaning his feet with these:

To be fair, I did leave them in the bathroom on the counter when I was cleaning the bathroom last week. He said he's used them "a FEW times!"

OMG!

Can't that be really bad for his skin? They have bleach right? Holy hell! No wonder his skin has been so white lately!

Love is Love people... Love is Love!

Ya, I haven't had much to say at all lately. But today there is huge news and I would be lame if I didn't put in my 2 cents. Yes, I know, I can hardly afford that 2 cents but I'm sharing it anyway!

This morning the Iowa Supreme Court legalized gay marriage!

(This is where the trumpets sound and the balloons and confetti fall from the rafters!)

Obviously I'm personally not gay. "Mr Man" is not code for my butch lesbian lover. Yes, I joke that he is more the woman in the relationship than I am. Yes, he loves to talk on the phone while I DETEST IT with every fiber in my body. Yes, he likes to shop while I would rather be jabbed in the eye with a sharp stick. Yes, he spends more time in the bathroom getting pretty then I do but...

Where was I going with this?

Oh right... He's not really a woman. He is in fact a man. I swear it. I have the hair shavings all over the bathroom sink to prove it!

Even though we're not gay, the majority of our friends are in same sex relationships. Our best friends are gay. My ex brother in law is gay. I am very excited for today's ruling in Iowa.

I don't think of this so much as a gay vs straight or "innee vs outee" (or who does what with their innee's or outee's) type thing. To me, this is about EQUALITY.

Say it with me people....

EQUALITY!!!!!

I think it's high time that states start recognizing that everyone deserves the same rights. Man, woman, straight, gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, intersexual, and asexual. And anyone else I forgot.

When an unmarried man and woman have a child together, sort of like Mr Man and I, although we're in a common law marriage now, we both have equal rights as our sons parents in his life. If something happened between us, God forbid, knock on wood, *spit, spit, spit (like on My Big Fat Greek Wedding (pttooey, pttooey, pttooey) we would both have EQUAL RIGHTS in front of a court of law to work out a custody agreement. That is not the case with gay parents when only one parent is the legal or biological parent to the child. Even though both of those parents raised that child and took care of him or her and loved them, bathed them, read to them, most courts would not recognize both parents.

Can you imagine having to walk away from your child?

If your spouse was in the hospital, you as his wife or her husband would be able to see them in the ICU, sign documents, make legal decisions, pull the plug. Ok, I threw that last one in there just for fun but you get my drift.

Gay couples do not have that same equality. Legalizing gay marriage changes all that. It affords gay couples the same opportunities us "breeders" have had all along, should they want them of course. And that's what this is all about! Giving them the option to have that choice!

There are a lot of people who believe marriage should only be between a man and a woman. I am not one of them. (Hey, if they want to get married and fight over whose turn it is to cook dinner and who took out the garbage last and why their husbands socks are on the floor by the hamper and not IN the hamper then more power to them right? Seriously though, what IS THAT ABOUT? The hamper is INCHES away from where he drops his socks! There isn't even a lid on the damn thing. Why can't he just drop them in the hamper instead of next to it?)

All kidding aside though, today's ruling was a huge step forward for the world and for equality and I'm so excited about it.

I believe we are all born with our sexual orientation pre-determined. Gay people are born gay just as I was born straight. (Well, except for a little experimentation years ago but who hasn't done that? But a few times with another woman does not a lesbian make. Right?) To say that someone doesn't "deserve" the same equalities and rights as other people because of who they love makes absolutely no sense at all.

Gay is not a choice. They do not CHOOSE to be rejected by their families, their friends, their God. They do not CHOOSE to be rejected by society, by state and by government. If gay was a choice, don't you think they'd "choose" an easier lifestyle?

Love is love.

Repeat it with me...

Love is love....

So what do you think about today's ruling? Are you happy about it? Upset about it? Tired of hearing about it? I'd love to know.... (OK, I really don't want to hear you're tired of hearing about it because it just happened hours ago. Get over it. Suck it up. Build a bridge. Whatever.)

(Thanks to David for helping me when I got stuck on my blog post earlier! You rock. Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I wish I could beeeee.....)

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun or Why It's Hard to Fight With a Nail Tech While in Big Foam Flip Flops

I could totally bore you with reasons on why I have not blogged in ELEVEN days but I have not one valid, good reason that would make you forgive me for being gone so long.

But I will hope that you love me enough to overlook my small blogging vacation if I promise to get off my lazy, tv watching, catching up with my DVR'd episodes of Greys Anatomy (and OMG they're totally killing off Izzy!), guzzling water by the gallon, reading with my kid, eating out with my sister, getting a pedi, and working overtime ass.

There, I feel better.

For the Mr. T update, I was worked all the way up to 100 mg but I talked my doctor today into letting me go back down to 50 mg. I really felt great at 50 mg and felt like it was controlling my headaches and migraines better at that dose. It was also controlling my appetite better also. I'm down 11 pounds by the way. I'm now allergic to lemon pie, lemon yogurt, sausage, jelly, ham, bottled ranch dressing, cake mix and boxed pudding mix. I think it has more to do with some preservative that those things have in it that Mr T is causing some allergic reaction to rather then the things themselves but at any rate, I can no longer have them at all!

Last weekend my sister and I went and had a pedi together at a new salon. Our normal salon was too busy to fit us in and since my older nephew was watching our younger kids, and we didn't want to make him wait 3 hours while we had our toes done, we went to a new salon closer
to home. The new place was much nicer, much cleaner, and there were MEN working there!

Men with bulging muscles and tight shirts and.... Oh sorry.... Where was I?

Oh ya... The pedicure... The whole pedi went really nice. Until we went up to pay. Now, at our old place we normally pay $20 for our pedi (no matter what you had done to your toes as far as color or design, etc) and then of course we tip the nail gal on top of that. This new place was nicer and they told us it was $25 for the pedi. Then we went up to pay. They charged us extra for every single thing. The white tip on my toes. The flower on my toes. The extra design that I didn't ask for. The little purple jewel that the lady put in the middle of the flower on my toe.

THAT I DIDN'T ASK FOR!

Now you may be wondering why I didn't stop her if she was doing things I didn't ask for? First of all, don't be so judgemental. lol For two, I wasn't really paying attention because I was visiting with my sister and we're obnoxious and loud and all we do is laugh and carry on when we're together. You know those 2 girls you see places who are always laughing hysterically and making fun of everyone and everything around them and can't keep a straight face? That would be me and my sister. We are 2 peas in a pod. We are the girls you hate being around in a quiet place like a movie theater or a library or something because we couldn't stay quiet for ten minutes if our lives depended on it.

So we go up to pay and the lady is all, "That is 3 dollahs for white tip and 3 dollahs for design and 2 dollahs for jewel" and on she went. What a rip off! Of course, it is the ONE splurge I do for myself. I hate to go clothes shopping or shoes shopping so I don't spend money on stuff like that. I did get some new clothes a few weeks ago but that's only because Mr. Man forced me to go for my bday. I don't enjoy wandering for hours, trying on clothes. I am soooo not girly that way! I hate shopping. There I said it! I've been masquerading behind all this pink for so long but I can no longer pretend to be girly!

So did I argue with the lady that she never said there would be extra charges for everything she did? No, I didn't. I didn't feel like a confrontation. I do like to speak my mind (and everyone knows I do!) but not that day. I paid my bill, tipped her, smiled and walked away.

I guess I didn't feel very big in my big, fat, green, foam flip flops.