What the Heck?

Can someone please explain to me what is up with men and killing their wives? It seems like it is the new trend. I don't like what you have to say, I'm done being married, or I've been living a lie all these years and bam - the wife is dead. First there was Scott Peterson who murdered his pregnant wife because he found a new woman and thought Laci was weighing him down. Then, Mark Hacking, who obviously had a mental disorder, murders his wife(who was also pregnant) because she found out that he had been lying about everything in his life. Now it is Jeremias Bins of Boston that killed his wife and her son because he didn't want her to be LDS. Hello? Men, are you listening? If you don't want to be married anymore - leave, go. There is no need to murder your wife. I told my husband that if he wants a new life or doesn't like what I have to say, please just walk away. He can even take everything we own. I'll just move home with my parents and start over. I know, I know, but it's the middle of nowhere. Hey, at least I'll be alive.

Whatever Happened . . .?

I was just thinking today about whatever happened to Morgan Spurlock and his show "30 Days". I looked forward to watching him try to live some sort of extreme situation or find some crazy person to live in a lifestyle that is totally opposite of their belief system. You had the ultra-christian that lived as a muslim in a predominantly muslim town. Or a NRA card totin' homophobic live in the Castro District of San Francisco with a gay man. I especially liked when Morgan tried to support himself and his girlfriend on nothing but minimum wage - OUCH! The one that I didn't get at all was the mother that wanted to teach her binge drinking daughter a lesson by becoming a binge drinker herself. That didn't make much sense to me at all. I wondered what I would be like if I lived in any of those situations. I don't think I would have a problem living as a muslim. I've always found other religions interesting and I like to learn about the beliefs of others - coming from a religion that has had its own share of persecution due to ignorance. I know what it is like to live on minimum wage because I was a college student and I ate my share of noodles and baked potatoes. Binge drinking? Just not going to happen. I also wondered if a reality show were to try and put me in a lifestyle that was the polar opposite to my own, what would it be like? Would I get all hot and bothered like the people on "Wife Swap" and "30 Days"? Or would I realize that I am only living this way for 14 or 30 days and what does it really matter? Why do I care what these people think? It's an interesting experiment with human emotions and behavior. Why do people get so vested in short-term situations that they know were contrived to get their goats? I don't know. Whatever the reasons may be, I look forward to another season of "30 Days" so I can watch another handful of people go nuts when they knowingly try to live in a Bizarro World of their own.

So Tired

Can I tell you how tired I am? I am tired of work. I am tired of juggling. I'm just tired. I think school has made me the most tired. I have a wild mix of kids this year and they are just wearing me out. Everyday it is something new. Everyday someone (try five or six someones) is telling on someone else and they want me to solve it. He called me lover boy . . . she looked at me funny . . . he's standing too close to me. Guess what? I just don't care! And when did 2nd graders start knowing what a lover boy is? I might go mad by the end of the year if I don't find some way to diffuse this ticking bomb in my head. Each morning I say my prayers that I will have patience with the little boy who never seems to hear the directions the first time they are given. Or I pray that I'll find restraint when another little boy blatantly disregards my instructions and doodles all over his State Test booklet. AHHHHH! Breathe. In. Out. In. Out. I know that I will make it and I will look back on the year and laugh, but right now I just don't find it very funny.

My Very Own

I decided I needed a blog of my own and I needed to claim this url before my sister tries to:) We have the ongoing battle for this name. It was originally hers, but I liked it so much that I've claimed it as my own. She beat me to it on Gmail, but I won this battle. I don't know what I will post here, maybe some tirades on social injustice, or maybe I'll just complain about frivilous injustices that occur in my daily life. I can see this being something that I become addicted to.