I haven’t written in a while because I have a lot in my head right now. I have about 15 different things rattling around in there, it gets crowded in my brain.
I think I’ll start with Miley Cyrus, nothing too controversial there. Right?
The VMA performance aside if one looks closely you can see shades of Lindsay Lohann and Amanda Bynes happening here. I have seen a lot of posts regarding this girl, and yes, she is a girl, not a grown woman. People like to pretend they are not bullies, but in reality we all have it in us. The vicious things people are saying is truly telling. These are the same people that will post an anti bullying meme and say this is an issue. However, because Miley is a famous person she is fair game. Is that right?
This is clearly a girl in turmoil, spiraling out of control at an exponential rate. She has stated she only sleeps 45 minutes at a time, combine that with the drug use (which she admits to) the lack of parental guidance, surrounding herself with people that will never tell her she is wrong, well it is an equation for a total implosion.
Social media is very telling, everyone becomes self-righteous and sanctimonious. Forgetting the things they did in their youth, once again I am beyond grateful there was no Facebook, Twitter, Instagram or anything else that could come back to haunt me.
Before anyone says oh she’s trying to to shed her Hannah Montana image, let’s take a look at some former child stars that did not feel the need to behave badly to prove they are adults.
Melissa Joan Hart, she grew up on television, the Nickelodeon channel was her home, then ABC. We all saw her go from child star to adult without twerking, without shedding her clothes and dignity. The difference between her and Miley? Melissa had a mother that made sure she was a parent first then a manager. Miley does not have that luxury, from all appearances her mother tells her everything she does is wonderful, in fact when she was barely 16 Annie Lebowitz was photographing her with very little clothing and in sexually provocative poses. With her parents on set approving every shot. Is anyone really surprised this is the road she is taking?
Now, her new song, Wrecking Ball, is really good, it is being overshadowed by the video. If one listens to the song they will get the symbolism of the naked on the wrecking ball scenes. The licking of the sledgehammer, that one escapes me. I do hope someone comes into her life soon that can sit her down and tell her the things she is doing for attention are detrimental not only to her physical well-being, but her mental health as well. Not to mention her career, from all accounts her new album is amazing. However, once again, being over-shadowed.
Oh, if you are one of these people that are speaking so badly about this girl, take a good long look at your daughters. If she were spiraling out of control and the whole world was witnessing it what would you like said about her?
Monday Thoughts
I wear a lot of hats, first and foremost is mother, then grandmother, I write a blog so everyone can see what goes on in my head, I do a radio show with my good friend Shanon Jay of KHVN, then there is my J. O. B. where I help people with their Internet. And the hat that sits above all of them is Christian. That’s the hat that I hear irritates some people. Well then I consider it a hat well worn.
People have the erroneous tendency to think of Christians as meek, mild, complacent creatures. I guess those people have never read the Bible. If they had said individuals would realize we are indeed radicals, free thinkers given free will to decide for ourselves how we believe and why we believe the way we do.
I spent my childhood learning the bible, reading it and as I matured, understanding it, as an adult applying the principles to my everyday life.
I had the great fortune to have some of the best Sunday School teachers in the world. Grace Wemberly, Caroline Hall, Ed and Fleeta Sunday, simply the best. There in Owasso, Oklahoma not only did I receive an amazing secular education I received the best religious, Christian education as well.
I believe it was by Devine intervention that I arrived in Owasso, there is no other explanation. I will be forever grateful that I was adopted by my mom and dad and raised in a place I could expand my mind and my soul.
Parenting
There is something that has been rattling around my head for about a week. Last week I wrote about watching The Walton’s. There was something John Boy said that has stuck with me. It struck a chord within me, I cannot shake it, he was showing a woman from New York around Walton’s Mountain. She said it must have been something to grow up here. He snorted and said children don’t grow up here, they get raised.
I thought about that, I was raised, I was raised to respect my elders, say yes ma’am, no ma’am, yes sir, no sir, to not talk back, to not correct adults. I was taught to take responsibility for my actions, that if I break the rules there would be immediate and harsh consequences.
Today children are simply growing up, the majority of America’s children don’t know discipline, they don’t know consequences. They don’t even know the definition of lying, of stealing; it is a scary thought to realize that these children will simply grow up to become adults. They will not be raised to adulthood, raised knowing consequences, rules, self-control; they will grow up thinking that whatever they do is fine. That they can lie, cheat and steal their way through life and there will be no consequences.
It is a scary prospect indeed, I know very few parents who actually instill a sense of morality within the children they are raising. There’s that word again, raise, the parents that are actually raising children knows that it takes hard work, discipline within themselves to teach their children discipline.
I don’t know when this happened, when did people think having children was only going to be fun? That they wouldn’t have to get their hands dirty, literally and metaphorically, they believe everything that their children tell them, when they say I don’t know, I didn’t do it, parents say ok and go on their merry way. Blaming everyone else for the shortcomings that their children display, teachers, especially have it hard these days.
A child doesn’t do their homework, gets bad grades, who gets the blame, not the child who didn’t do the work, nope, it’s the teachers fault. They should have helped the child more, seriously, seriously people. This is the fault of the home, the parents who choose not to parent, they want to be their children’s friends. Friendship with your child doesn’t come until they are in their 20’s and even then, you are still their parent. It is still the parent’s responsibility to tell the child, when they see them doing something detrimental to their well-being, that the parent knows won’t end well.
So, parents, raise your children, the rest of the world doesn’t want to have to deal with them when they are adults. Teach them manners, teach them morality, teach them not to talk back to adults, not to correct them and above all teach them about Jesus Christ! I cannot emphasize it enough, it is so important to know Jesus, to learn about God. To understand when the world is against us we have God in our corner.
Fatty McButter Pants
I have several things to admit to today, the first is I actually stepped on the scale and if it could talk it would have yelled “hey fatty McButter pants get off of me!” It is beyond ridiculous. I am back on the food wagon big time. I’m so embarrassed.
The next thing is, I love the Walton’s and Little House on the Prairie. There I said it. You see those were the two things that my mom and I bonded over. As everyone knows I was adopted, not as a baby but as an older child. The first thing I noticed was my new mom had the whole set of Little House books, I was already a big fan. I could hardly believe it, I casually mentioned the books. My mom proceeded to tell me she loved them as they reminded her of her childhood in rural Oklahoma in the early 1900’s. It was an immediate bonding moment, we talked about the books and she would interweave her own adventures in the conversation. It was nothing short of magical.
Then one evening the Walton’s was on, I thought I was too cool for such a corny show. My mom said come watch this with me, then proceeded to tell me she loved the show because it reminded her of her early married life during the depression. She shared so many stories with me.
I tell you this in order to explain what happened to me last night. I was flipping through the channels and there it was. The Walton’s, an Easter story. I really tried to flip past it, but I couldn’t. I felt my mothers presence so strongly while it was on, it was nothing short of soothing. Then, to my surprise, was Julie Benz of Buffy and Angel fame. Currently on Defiance, of course I did the only thing I could. I tweeted it, and Julie Benz retweeted me!!! I was so excited! I know, a silly thing to be excited about but when one is currently Fatty McButter pants you have to take joy where you can find it.
Inspired by Ellen
There is something to be said about an empty freeway, open throttle, 95 MPH and Detroit Rock City playing on the stereo. Happy Labor Day!
So, yesterday, on Facebook one of my second cousins posted something provocative. She said: “How do you deal with judgement? When someone you love is doing something that will harm them or others do you step in and address the issue with them? Or do you leave it to free will and watch the chaos unfurl?”
Having been in situations where I could see someone’s life hurling out of control at an exponential rate I feel uniquely qualified to give my thoughts on this subject.
The bible tells us to hold each other accountable, check out Matthew 18: 15-17, James 5:16 and Ecclesiastes 4:9-12. All excellent references on how to handle a situation where someone we love has lost control of their life.
Here’s the thing, we must take those concerns to the guilty party out of love not maliciousness or gleefully pointing out something they did wrong.
There is a right way and a wrong way to approach someone. We need to be mindful not only of our words but of our tone as well. You can say the right words, but with the wrong tone they are meaningless.
I am incredibly blessed to have my BBFF in my life that will not hesitate to let me know when I am out of line or if he sees me doing things that are detrimental to my life.
If we allow someone we love to continue down a path that will surely lead them to hell isn’t it our duty to speak up? I believe the answer is yes, once again all in the delivery.
Ok, I’m done preaching, working today 5AM to 1:30PM, not too shabby. Get in, get it done, get out. That’s my motto.
Positive Thoughts
I am over my irritation, I vented to BFF and BBFF, I feel better. It’s Friday and I have had my first Peppermint Mocha of the season, I am feeling mellow.
I have decided to focus on the positives in my life today. So, here goes my positive thoughts flung into the universe.
First, I am positive I have the best children on the face of the planet, along with the best granddaughter. I am completely biased in this opinion, as every parent should be.
I have a fiancé that thinks I’m kinda ok, of that I’m positive.
I have a great job, where I get to work with some pretty terrific people. That is not sarcasm, I don’t have a degree and I have a high paying, highly technical job. I get to help people all day and ensure that they keep in contact with their loved ones. All in all I call that a good job.
I have rediscovered my cousins and aunts and uncles and that makes my soul joyous.
I have a great friend who had so much confidence in me that she put me on the radio. I am having the best time doing Conversations.
In conclusion I have a lot to be grateful for and positive about.
Irritated Yet Again
I am so relieved there were no camera phones around when I was a teenager. I am so happy every single, stupid thing I did was not recorded for posterity.
There are a few things floating around Facebook these days I take umbrage with.
I read something today that said if you blow off your freshman and sophomore years in high school your GPA will be crap and you will end up working for craptastic wages.
It is no secret I partied my way through high school, and while my grades weren’t the worst in school, they were not what they should have been given my intellect.
I didn’t go to college until after my divorce, even then, I didn’t finish. I do not have a degree, yet I can hold my own at dinner parties. I do not have a craptastic job. I have a high paying job, I probably make more than the person who posted that entry on Facebook.
I don’t say this to brag, I say this to let you know to never judge. Sometimes it takes people a while to find their way in life. Those hard partying teens could end up having a highly specialized skill.
Don’t get me wrong, I would love to go back to school and finish my journalism degree. I would also love to write a book, however I am not really that great at plotting.
I in no way advocate teenagers living a party life, I do believe my main point is not everyone without a college degree is making crap wages and can actually form a sentence.
Some comments I have seen from the “highly educated” people contain spelling and grammar errors in abundance. Perhaps they slept through their English classes.
I’m really just disgusted right now, I feel judged, simply due to the fact I didn’t go to college right out of high school and when I did go, I didn’t complete my degree.
Jeffrey
So today is Jeffrey’s birthday, 28 years ago he made his appearance, what a beautiful baby he was. We were so happy to welcome him to the world, the doctors told his dad that he looked like a Japanese tourist due to the fact he had so many cameras and was snapping so many pictures.
It was a scary first few days with you son, you were born with water on your lungs and we were told at one point that you would always have lung issues. That you would never run or play sports like other children. You so totally proved them wrong.
You grew to be a healthy, active little boy, not only running but playing sports as well.
I am so proud of the man you have become, the way you are with your daughter is a wonderful thing to watch. I can’t wait to celebrate your birthday with you.
Sad Realization
It’s official, there are certain things I am too old for, Cosmopolitan magazine, Glamour magazine, sparkle eyeshadow and the VMA’s. watching Miley Cyrus twerk, grind and gyrate her way into the night left me shocked and saddened.
The upside was the shot of the shocked looks on Will Smith and his children. Apparently I was not the only one left in stunned disbelief.
I found myself more interested in the offerings of the discovery channel. Sad but true. I am getting old and it is obvious to, well, me.
This weekend was a busy one, I took Tessa to Samantha’s birthday celebration. It was a hit, Sweet and Sassy treated those girls to a makeover and runway extravaganza. So much fun to watch all of those little girls giggling, singing and dancing. Glitter was the theme of the day, the girls were sparkly and adorable. After we left Tess spied the indoor playground in the mall and of course we had to stop. Then she spied the toy store, I am such a pushover.
Then it was date night with the Irishman, we went to see The Worlds End. Loved it, a must see for Simon Pegg fans. If you have never seen Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz I highly recommend them. See those movies then see this one.
It’s Monday, must drink the rest of my coffee.
Perfect Day
Anybody else tired today? I am beyond exhausted, I need a week in the mountains to get some rest, maybe 20 hours of sleep, that sounds lovely, however I have a busy weekend so no major amounts of sleep in my near future.
Wednesday was a total Tessa day, we kicked it off with a movie and chocolate donuts washed down with chocolate milk. Then pool time, there were 4 other children there that they were all ages 9 to 5. Perfect, she had a blast and we ended up staying there for 3 hours! Then back to more donuts and milk, getting cleaned up for shopping for Samantha’s birthday party.
We get to the store, I explain she would pick out the toy and I would pick out the outfit. She tells me “Gigi, I think we should get Samantha 2 toys.” I said um ok. She then said “and we should get me two toys too.” Which we did.
It wasn’t until later, while looking at the receipt I see one of Tessa’s toys was over $30.00! She has expensive tastes.
Then it was off to Old McDonald’s (her name for McDonalds) where we met a little girl that was just her age and size. They bonded like crazy! The term fast friends comes to mind. They had the best time and did not want to part from each other! I had to explain that Tessa doesn’t live in this city. But when she comes to visit me we will go back to that McDonald’s in the hopes of seeing Lili again.
It was a perfect last day together before school starts next week.
