Yesterday, Kathy became a mother to a baby boy, who I can only imagine is perfectly beautiful. I cry everytime I think of her holding her son, because I know how much she wanted a baby. STUPID BLOGGERS KEEP MAKING ME CRY, MAN.
Welcome to the world, little Reilly Thomas.
Category Archives: Blogging
Subliminal messages, part 2.
So, it looks like Dooce Kicked my ass. Was there any doubt she would? Of course there wasn’t!
The internet will not let Dooce lose!
I’m tempted to start “Help me beat Dooce at the last minute” campaign, but I’m thinking that’ll come off as a little “desperate”. But, man, that would be funny. (Was that a hint? Or was that a hint? )
But I have to thank y’all for not letting me finish last! (But seriously, “blog awards” are silly and but, um, “beating Dooce”? Not so silly. I CAN NOT HELP IT THAT I AM COMPETETIVE. I WAS BORN THIS WAY.)
Vote for Y
When I was in the sixth grade, I ran for Student Council.
I wanted to be the 6th grade class secretary, because I wanted to change people’s lives. Please, Do not under estimate the power of “taking minutes”.
Back then, I didn’t have the self confidence issues I have today. Infact? I thought I was The Shit. I really and truly did. I didn’t think for one minute that I’d lose. I was YVONNE! People liked me! Because I was funny and man, could I sing. (And strum a mean guitar, but now, I’m just bragging.)
I had a plan to win! I was going to have the BEST CAMPAIGN SIGNS IN THE HISTORY OF CENTRAL SCHOOL ELEMENTARY ELECTIONS.
I had the “good” poster board, you know, the really thick kind? And I had glitter! And puffy paint! And SHARPIES!
There was only one problem. A very BIG problem.
Nothing rhymes with my name. And in order to have the greatest campaign sign EVER, you must have a cool slogan that rhymes with your name.
I ended up having to settle with stupid signs that were not great at all.
“Vote Yvonne for class secretary!”
I figured I could make up for the fact that my slogan SUCKED by writing the greatest SPEECH ever. And I did, and I won.
If only I had had a friend like Melly in elementary school, because, if I had, she would have informed me that there actually was a phrase that rhymed with my name and man, was it hot.
Respect… my parenting
Preface:I wasn’t going to say anything because, I blog for me! and Blog awards make me say the “F” word alot because people get all CRAAAZY n’shit, but, then, it hit me that “Oh my God, I could end up in last place and that would be really embarassing and so, I better at least mention it so that doesn’t happen!!” so…um, yeah…
Look! Thanks to Gennie, I’m a Finalist for a weblog award.
Ha! Ha! Ha! It’s funny to me for several reasons. a)I’m nominated for a “parenting blog”. I mean, I am a parent, but I don’t consider this a “parenting blog.” I mean, I talk about my vagina and my Boobs! But occassionally, I do talk about my great parenting skills, you know, like teaching my daughter to fart on command, so, I guess in a really sick way, I just may fit in to that category. b) Someone had to go and nominate Dooce (link not necessary because EVERYONE IN THE WORLD KNOWS DOOCE.) Does anyone have a chance against her? I think not. Because The Internet loves Dooce. The Internet worships Dooce and The Internet will make SURE that Dooce wins. c) Um, I’m totally going to be in last place and that’s going to be a little embarassing. But who knows, maybe Melly comes through for me the I DID FOR HER WHEN SHE WAS UP FOR AN AWARD.
I don’t care if I win or lose, it’s just a silly award that will not make me rich, nor famous, nor a better parent, but, I just don’t want to be in last place. I mean, when I was voted Second SEXIEST BLOGGER IN THE WORLD! (ha! ha! haaa! I “went there” And you will respect My Sexy because The Internet declared me so!) I was ok with not being first, because I WASN’T LAST!
But seriously, folks, I really don’t want to end up in last place, so my campaign will not be about “winning”, but, rather, “please, vote for me so I don’t come in last place!”
(But? If I do come in last place? I’m totally going to pretend like it doesn’t bother me at all and like “I’m glad I didn’t come in first and that I was last because in heaven? The first shall be last, so BOOYAH!”)
p.s. Vegas was fun. I want to tell you all about it, and I will, but first, I must deal with The Dramatics (courtesy of DramaQueen herself, of course.)
What Writer’s Block looks like
Um.
Ummm.
hmmm.
Yeah, um.
Hi?
Move along, nothing to see here.
Today, I broke a rule I made to myself. The rule of not engaging in “Drama”
I singled someone out, not because they didn’t kiss my ass, because I the tone of their comments touched a nerve.
I tried to email this person privately, but what do you know? fake email address.
I’m sensitive when it comes to my daughter and while I don’t think she had bad intentions with her original comment, the fact that she kept going and the fact that she insulted me about using “proper birth control” pissed me off and I acted on it without thinking.
I do NOT ban people who disagree with me. I had to ask a friend HOW to do it, infact. I only banned her because she was stalking my blog, and it creeped me out. (yeah, I can see how long you’re hanging around and how many times you’ve viewed my blog. 59 in 72 minutes? DAYUM)
I am sorry if I was harsh on Katie, that I singled her out and that it came to what it did. I really am. And I love that Mieke called me out on it. Yeah, it’s my blog and I can say or do whatever I want, but this is NOT what I wanted.
All I wanted to do was write a post about how totally in LOVE with my daughter I am.
That’s why I felt justified in writing what I did, because what I wrote wasn’t up for debate, it was me, simply stating my enormous love for my daughter.
I love Mieke and the fact that she’s completely honest with me. What she said made me think. I should have just let it go and let Katie be.
I’m sorry. And with a spray of The ‘Sol, I’m done.
Big Pimpin
My friend Mieke, who also happens to be a frequent visitor to this blog AND a big blabber mouth ,name droppin’ liberal (not that there’s anything WRONG with that), needs our help. Her client’s movie, THE PERFECT MAN, staring Hilary Duff, Heather Locklear, and Chris Noth, is opening on June 17th against Batman and they are going to get their asses kicked. It is really important that they have a strong opening weekend and week so please spread the word and get out and see it. You can even buy a ticket to see it and then slip into another movie playing in the Cineplex. (tom cruise totally made me say that.)
The movie is a sweet mother-daughter story.
An Update
I wanted to say THANK YOU to all of the women who came together for Chasmyn. Thanks to your generousity, she will be having the ultrasound done TODAY. I am continually amazed of the kindess and compassion of people who read this site.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
Please?
::UPDATE:: I’m going to leave this entry up top all weekend long because I want SO BADLY to help Chasmyn be able to have the ultrasound done. She did not ask me to do this. I WANT to do this. Thank you in advance.
A few days ago I read this entry on Chasmyns blog. Because I love her so much, I immediately wrote to Elaine asking what the surprise was and how I could be apart of it. I recieved this response… (and she spilled the beans to Chasmyn, so I’m not giving away any secrets here)
Hi! As you may know, she and her husband do not yet
have insurance. So we are trying to surpise them and
help raise money toward the Level 2 ultrasound. This
test is preformed at 21 weeks and can detect if this
baby has the same heart defect as Quinn. WE are
accepting donantions in any amount. Everything helps
as the test is $800. All of those who are interested
will get an email in the next week to week 1/2 giving
them the paypal account info to send donations to. We
are trying to reach her doctor to help us arrange
this. Thanks for being interested and concerned!
I knew immediately I wanted to help. And I wanted to get as many people as possible to help as well. I have been forever touched by Quinn’s story. No mother should ever have to suffer through that kinds of heartache.
I would do anything to help give Chasmyn peace of mind during this pregnancy. I hope that this test will do that and I want to do my part to raise money to make sure that she can have it done. I’m hoping I can count on YOUR help as well. People were so kind and generous to me during my pregnancy with Gabby, I can only hope we can do the same for Chasmyn and her husband.
If you’d like to help, email me or leave a comment here and I’ll give you the paypal info. You can also email Elaine (her email address is in the post I linked).
(Chasmyn doesn’t know I’m posting this. I hope not to embarrass her in anyway by doing so. I just want to help her in anyway I can, because she deserves it. I love you, Chasmyn)
