Lack of Filter...

Have you ever said something and instantaneously regretted what you said mere nanoseconds after you said it? For someone like me who seriously lacks that filter we at times desperately need the sort of thing that just happened has happened to me before. But- for someone generally even tempered and mindful of what they speak (AHEM- Hubby) this sort of thing doesn't usually happen. ESPECIALLY not when talking to our 3 1/2 year old.

I didn't have the privilege of hearing the entire conversation, but picture bed time with an over tired nap deprived child who has been showing signs of extreme exhaustion for the last several hours and is one more meltdown away from institutionalizing the maternal half of the family unit tromping across the floor in semi meltdown mode muttering something about daddy not giving her enough chocolate in her sippy cup. They banter back and forth and he is mistaking her "banter" for playful when really she was reenacting Mama's full on bitch mode very poorly.

Daddy says- "stop being a smart ass and get upstairs" to which she retorts "Daddy called me a SMART ASS" in the most annoyed fashion she could muster. Unfortunately I began laughing and Daddy yelled at her.
I imagine if you could unscramble the WHABABAGAGAGAGAGAG that was coming out of her mouth you would hear her say "Daddy called me a smart ass and then he yelled at me"

Maybe you had to be there to grab the tone and get how funny this was, but I found it very humorous and am still laughing about it.

This end of the blogosphere has been mute lately. Contrary to popular belief I do not always talk just to hear myself speak, just as I do not write just to read my own words. Truth be told, my head has a lot of things spiraling around in it these days, I just haven't had the time to sit down and spill them out, and for the first time in my life am not just spilling things out because I am certain not everything I have to say would be received well, and most is of private matter that should not be put out there for all the world to see as if we were on some sort of talk show.

I am doing well, the girls and Hubby are great and each day is crazier than the last. Michelle will be four soon, and will be starting pre-school in the fall, Sophia is just about 5 months old now and getting so big!

In the News-

Leave Michael Jackson and his family alone. The man died for gods sake. People die every day. He may or may not have been a child molester, he was a father, he was a fantastic musician who died of an overdose. How many people die of overdoses every single day? Let the man rest and leave his family alone!

The media whores who sensationalise and carry out the most ridiculous of stories completely stepped over the fact that Farrah Fawcette died the same day AND it was my Hubby's birthday! But move over everyone- there. has. been. an. overdose. in HOLLYWOOD! Add this news to the recent deaths of Anna Nicole Smith, Heath Ledger, David Caradine, any other valuable lives shortened because of substance abuse. It's tragic, but it is reality and until doctors who abandon their Hippocratic oath searching for a quick buck are prosecuted there will be more names- it is only a matter of time.

What about all of the other untimely deaths lately? Billy Mays- Infomercials will never be the same, Ed McMahon- I guess I will never get that sweepstakes check now, Walter Cronkite- Journalism pioneer, Gary Papa, Dom Deluise and I am sure there are others Ive missed. My point is- people die every single day, all kinds of causes, all ages- just let them be.

I also don't care that Chelsea Clinton may or may not be getting married in August and that is why the president is taking a vacation. Do YOU have to tell everyone in the world why YOU are taking a vacation? Who cares?!?

Last but not least- leave the Gosselins alone! Yes it is unusual to have 8 kids these days, but it isn't unusual that a marriage ends in divorce. It is much less common these days for a marriage to actually LAST. For the kids sake- back off. leave them alone to grieve and move on.

This ends my rant. I'm done hearing myself speak and am going to bed!

Until next time...

Confidential to you know who- It has been a month, have you thought at all yet about my point of view? have you given thought to anything I said or did my words fall on deaf ears?