Suck it Sheryl.

My dad received news recently that a close family friend has cancer, and was denied because of government act for any type of surgery that would save his life. Pretty crappy situation if I say so myself… of course, my dad is a major political (and biblical) buff, and goes on a tangent about the Obama healthcare plan and how it is harming citizens. In most of the conversation, I actually agree with him. He fact checks, and he ensures his statements are true. And then, Miss Sheryl pops in.

Sheryl, a self-appointed liberal, is about the most obnoxious thing since the evolution of mosquitos.  She rants and raves, and finds all her information on these supposed forms off of sites such as factcheck and huffington post, which mind you yes they do have some information that is correct, but when she turns and twists the information to suite her needs and her point, it ends up making her look like an ass.

Simply the conversation started as a debate, I had to put my nose in it and just ask from my usual hippie stand point how she would react if her healthcare provider and government providers had told her that a lifesaving surgery would be denied “just cuz”.  She ran me in circles for about 3 hours, and still wouldn’t give me a damn answer, which infuriated me.

During this debate, she kept switching her statements around to make herself sound better. First it was that American’s are all lazy… Then it was “oh I agree with you, people are hurting,” and then, out of NO WHERE. She cops off with, and I QUOTE , “ If you want to make this personal… your thinking is why you are poor and I am rich. I am amused by you, a person who cannot find a job to afford daycare for her children. That is what I find amusing. So keep spouting off about you opinions because at the end of the day, I am still rich and you are still poor.”

What. The fuck.  I made no personal attacks, I simply pointed out what she said in an earlier post, and how it differed from what she was currently stating. My thinking, was that there are people out there who suffer, no matter how hard they work to make ends meet, and there are those out there who work their asses off and are still unable to ensure a healthy lifestyle for their children, and I am by no means “poor”. We may scrape by, but we always have what we need, my daughter has what she needs, and quite honestly? Once I finish my degree, it won’t be an issue finding a job, whereas right now I’m in a location that is racist and will only pick “true locals” over others when it comes to hiring for jobs, even at frigging Mc Donald’s.

How the hell?

Anyway, my response was as follows , “I made no personal attacks towards you. I was simply showing how your statements were switching up as the debates went down. How does it make you feel to point out that you are oh so rich, to an apparently oh so poor individual? As I just stated prior. That was an extremely petty move. And it honestly makes you look like a stuck up snob. *poke* alright then, you took a jab, I took mine. We even now?  actually I’m going to drop off this conversation at this point. I have to get ready for BBQ with my poor peeps. Catch ya on the flip side, and it was great to meet you Sheryl 🙂

Her response, “ You, too, Ayla! Enjoy the BBQ. Don’t drink too much cheap wine . J “

What on god’s green earth, possessed this woman to be such a bitch you may ask? I proved she was a hypocrite. I cornered her, and shoved it in her face, that she in fact was taking back what she was saying, and twisting it to make herself look better.

Here’s the best part, I called my dad once I ducked out on this completely pointless, and petty conversation. Come to find out this is his fiancé’s niece.  NIECE.  They were rooting for me the whole time apparently, and have given me permission to punch my… (step?)  cousin, in the throat at the next family reunion. This woman is not as “rich” as she makes herself out to be. She is a narrow-minded psychopath with no desire to obtain or produce any sort of informative pertinence to the conversation, and then blatantly offends others when caught in a corner to make herself seem bigger.

P.S. she’s a realtor. Yep. A frigging realtor.  I just got into an internet, political spat with a 40 year old REALTOR from OHIO, who is apparently family. What a keeper. SMH.

As my dad said, she may think I’m poor by her standards financially, but at least I’m not morally bankrupt.
And on a side note, I may not have a job, and I may not have the capability to pay for daycare currently, but at least I am at home, with my child every day to watch her grow into the beautiful young woman she will become.

Suck it Sheryl.

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Some People’s Kids….

I have had a horrible past couple days. The Ex MIL will be here tomorrow afternoon and my cat went into heat (yuuuuuuuuuck), my dog keeps digging in the garbage, my kid has a cold, and my husband lovingly put my giant thing of fabric softener on top of my dryer… which my cat apparently thought was sexy, rubbed on it, and then it dumped all over the floor… three days later I see a “ectoplasm” of blue oozing from under my dryer… That was a treat to clean up.

As for today, I have completed all but one assignment due for the next week, cleaned my house best as I could with my kiddo running around destroying it behind me, and just wanted to go get some soda and a candy bar when my husband got home, ya know. To get out of the house for a few minutes.

As I’m driving along listening to techno slowly regaining my sanity, I come across a large group of kids and 1 (supposed) adult. These kids were all on bikes, just riding down the middle of the street. There is a car coming from the opposite direction, and they still wont move. They see us, but slowly weeve in and out of the road, paddling as slowly as you can without tipping over their bike, by the time the woman and I could make out eachothers faces, we locked eyes and just shook our heads at eachother out of frustration.

My question is, wtf is wrong with parents now that these kids don’t know common curteousy… or even safety? You don’t ride your bike in the middle of the damn street, especially when a car is coming. It drives me nuts…

Here’s two more examples:

We have new neighbors across the street. Nice Army dude with 3 kids and his wife. The girls are 5 and 7, and I’m not sure how old the boy is… I’m guessing 6 or 8.
These girls come over to my yard constantly. They climb the plumeria tree, which is fine it’s out by the road, but then they come up to my porch when I’m in my living room, and just stare in my sliding glass door. Uh, Personal space please? And frigging CREEPY. I’m fine if they want to play with my kiddo, but they gotta go to the front door and ask, not come up on my porch and stare in my windows until I shoo them off. They did it again today after I already told them baby girl couldn’t come out and play since she had a cold (and it was rather chilly out), but their mommy caught them and ripped them a new one. I didn’t see them for the rest of the day.

Second example: There is this group of kids that run around the neighborhood, ranging from I’m guessing 5 or 6 to about 13. I was sitting on my porch reading my kindle (I really love my kindle!), and they pop around the corner to my back porch, I’m sitting right there. It’s invading my space, and they need to leave, this is my property, so I ask them to please back up from my porch, which they do and they apologize but this isn’t the first time I’ve had a run in with these kids… Hell there were kids stealing stuff off my porch, timing when me and my husband left (and yes I know this I’ve tested my theory). Oh and also, there is a kid probably about 10 who now has a bb gun he shoots at houses, and yes, he shot at my house with me outside on my porch. And the dad and his “Friend” were shooting it at cars! Not cool.
And to think, housing still wont let me put up a damn fence… grrrr

I just don’t understand. I mean I’m all for kids being outside to play, it’s healthy for them, and they need the fresh air, but when did parents stop teaching their kids about personal space, respecting elders, and of course safety? My daughter knows how far she can go when she is outside and sticks to it. She knows how to cross a street (and only with an adult). She knows that if a car is coming and she is riding her bike, to ride it into the grass or on the sidewalk, and she definitely knows about personal space and how to respect her elders. I would never allow my kid to just run wild through the neighborhood or shoot a frigging GUN of ANY sort in a residential area, There’s no way. Maybe I’m just parenting wrong and that’s what you are supposed to do?
Eh, I’ve always been a rebel, guess I’ll be a rebel in parenting styles as well…

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Elite Dogs of War

War Dog Memorial

I have to put this out there since apparently people don’t pay attention and it’s frustrating as all hell. I had found a picture via Hawaii Military Pets, of a man in uniform skydiving with his pooch and proceeded to share it to my page. I think it’s a cool picture, and I’ll post it at the end of this.

The controversy that has suddenly sprung up on my page, was that of it being cruel, “f*cking stupid, among other extremely critical and non-logical things. So, lets clear the air shall we?

Military working dogs are a breed of their own. They are specifically trained to perform extreme tasks, compared to civilian training which can consist of simply “sit” and “stay”. This dogs are dual certified in explosive detection, or EDDs, and patrol. This means these dogs are trained to attack on command or to protect themselves or their handlers (Training War Dogs, 2012).

With EDDs, these pooches are trained to identify nine different explosive odors in different areas including barracks, theaters, warehouses, luggage, and vehicles. Once they have passed their certification, they are trained on patrol. Patrol for these pooches differs greatly between police dogs. Military dogs patrol training consists of obedience, an obedience course, out and guard, building searches, and scouting.  Out and guard is technique to train the pooches on false runs, false runs into a bite, search and attack, escort, and to stand-off. They are trained to attack a suspect and stay in front of the suspect, watching them until the handler is able to detain the suspect. After this rigorous training, they are bonded to their handler, and then the work begins. That’s a heck of a job for a military dog.

Parachuting is not a new thing for MWD’s (Military Working Dogs, FYI). Around 1935, an issue of Popular Science Magazine ran an article about the training parachuting dogs.

In 1980, there was another issue ran about the Army training dogs for the rigors of parachute jumps (Ricks. T.E., 2012).

Another great example is that of a Dog named Cairo, and a dog who should be honored, since he helped take down Osama bin Laden.  Cairo’s job was to find anyone trying to escape the raid, and sparked an interest in MWD’s.

Now onto the “skydiving” dogs.

Skydiving military dogs are trained for this, and are very well taken care of on their decent back to earth. These dogs are used on raids very often, just as Cairo was a part of. They have specially outfitted gear for the parachuting adventure, and are set in gear so as they will not be injured. Heck, there’s even dogs that jump straight out of helicopters with no gear at all!

Now, with that being said, why is it any different from Otis, the pug, a civilian pet, who has skydived over 60 times?  I have no idea… I guess it’s cute for him, but not for the dogs that are hard-working to help our military members.

I am just frustrated and disgusted with how people feel that military pets are abused, treated poorly, or are euthanized after their tours of duty. It’s all false. Dogs have been bred as a working class. They were bred to hunt out critters in holes, seek out foxes, assist with guarding sheep, guard families, perform for police, and even for the purpose of warming our feet on chilly nights. So the fact is that these dogs are given the opportunity to do what they were bred to do, to work.  They are given loving handlers who befriend them and protect them, they are given retirement ceremonies, and are adopted once their tours of duty are over. These dogs are commendable soldiers, and vital for our military over seas. I know I would adopt one of these loyal friends in a heartbeat if given the chance.

So. Now that we have that cleared up… Questions?

I’ve attached numerous articles, and I have also attached photos of these wonderful working dogs in action, and of their retirement.

http://ricks.foreignpolicy.com/posts/2010/04/09/rebeccas_war_dog_of_the_week_its_a_bird_its_a_plane

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/12/world/middleeast/12dog.html?_r=1

http://olive-drab.com/od_wardogs_training.php

http://www.militaryworkingdogadoptions.com/

http://www.uswardogs.org/

How the dogs are equiped with their “doggy gear”

Skydiving training (also the controversial picture)

Even the pups gain awards for their bravery and good work.

Helicopter Jump

Retirement Ceremony

Memorial for the loyal friends lost.

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Going Dark

I know this is probably the stupidest thing ever, but I’m done with Facebook for now.

There has been so much drama, nasty comments, judgement, etc. that I just can’t take it anymore. I’ve officially shut out facebook. My account is there so as my family wont freak out (yes, I have those grandparents on facebook), but I will go nowhere near it for the next week minimum, even deleted the app off my phone.

I have so much going on my life, and the support is just not there anymore from some of those I counted on. I have one gal I rely on greatly for comfort, who has done nothing but continually insult me and make me feel completely stupid. I mean, I can’t even vent about a situation without feeling like I’m totally in the wrong or just being selfish, all I want is someone to respond simply with a “Gee, I’m sorry that sucks dude”, is it that hard?

When did facebook become an insult site? Why has it escalated to the point of ridiculing people, hurting others, and just all out giving someone the right to be a full-blown bitch?  I honestly believe that people are “bitches” on facebook simply because they don’t have to back up their statements. If you were in a real life situation and came at me with an attitude saying I was wrong, or I was being selfish, simply because a random thing happened that I was venting about, I would deck you. Full out. I didn’t ask for an opinion. I asked for someone to simply listen. I guess I just don’t understand. I mean… When I say something on facebook, I make sure I have proof to back up my statement, but I never tell someone they are wrong when they are venting, give my 2 cents? Yes, but they are within that grey area of acceptable statements that don’t push either direction.

Anyone of importance who needs to get ahold of me has my chat account and my phone number. I have no patience for Judgemental and rude people, especially right now with all the upcoming stress. Having my daughter leaving in a couple of weeks is nerve wrecking as it is, and on top of it I can’t be overly stressed with the “attempt” at baby making/ fertility treatments (as per doctors orders!). All I get is stressed, angry, and just all around flustered.  So, I have decided going dark is going to be something I desperately need. I’ll be regularly checking up on this bad boy since this will now be my outlet until I decide it fit to go back to that god awful networking site…. and then while my daughter is gone I’m going to go get lost in the woods of Hawaii, camp at  a waterfall, and just shut everyone out. I guess this has just been building up, and I’ve finally had enough. I’m just… done.

I hope ya’ll have a great weekend!

Sincerely,

The victim of a crayon eating dinosaur.

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One Happy Hooker

Hah, I bet that title got your attention. Pervs.

 

I have come to the conclusion that I absolutely adore crochet, I love the random little projects I make, and now have gotten into amuragami, even though it’s just one pattern I’ve done twice (and now working on a third time), but I am starting a couple new ones for my daughter and my neighbor. I’ve done start blankets, ripple blankets, granny squares, the list just goes on. It’s something that I enjoy. It calms me down, and I love passing them on to friends and family and seeing their reactions. I figured I’d throw this out here, and attach a few of my projects that I love love love love.

I’m getting ready to start on my sisters blanket, with a pattern I received from a fellow blogger, and once I figure out how to attach her to this, I definitely will. It’s called a “wool eater”. And it’s an amazing pattern that I am anxious to get started on, and my sister is anxious to receive. Although, her “colors of choice” are going to require sunglasses, and I’ll probably be seeing weird colors for a while (all… neon… rainbow… wee!).

 

I’ll keep posted on the progress as I go, as I’m going to be a busy bee the next few weeks. My ex’s mom and sister are coming to visit the 27th for a week, and then we have 3 weeks with no munchkin since they are taking her back to South Dakota with them for our visitation agreement. So during the week they are here, there will be lots of hiking, snorkling, parasailing, and all that touristy stuff, and then the 3 weeks they are gone will be a lot more hiking, snorkling, and all that fun stuff that we normally can’t do while the kiddo is here.

Graduation was… well, graudation. It was super nice, just wish family would have been able to come, it would have made it much more worth it. I’ll have my bachelors in about a year, and then I have decided to move on with my masters, weeeeee school loans >.<
Rayne is about done with T-ball, only one more session left, 😦 It’s sad. but she is determined to get into soccer, and we are definitely getting her signed up with dance classes when she gets back from SD.

 

Did I also mention she turns FOUR on the 27th?  Sad, sad day… She’s growing up wayyyy too fast…

 

Anyways here’s some projects I’ve completed, graduation picture, and my daughters t-ball picture, since she’s friggin adorable.

 

Round Ripple

Star baby Afghan

 

Baby Girl Hobbes doll (pink/green). Matches the Star Afghan

Hobbes

Baby Girls T-Ball Picture ( picture of a picture, excuse the quality)

Hooray for me! Associate of Arts with Concentration in Criminal Justice. BOOYAH!

 

 

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Plot for world domination

Have you ever as a child wondering what it would be like to rule a country? To be a King, Queen, or President?

I know I have, and had actually drawn out a plan. It’s this completely off the wall plan, but I think it may actually work… (if I ever had a never ending supply of money, with every scientist known to man kind at my beck and call).

 

First, I would gather all necessities to life, such as crops, cattle, clothing, etc. and have them at my disposal so no one else could have them ( greedy huh?).

Second, my team of elite scientists would creat a nuclear device that would shut down all modern day electronics. This is to include vehicles, computers, electricy as a whole… right down to the very last AAA battery and watch. Once the rioting had subsided, I would hack into the system (although of course there would be only a small amount of time), and pronounce myself RULER OF THE WORLD!  People will file to my headquarters which are located world wide, and would be rationed food to last them 2 weeks, along with a dairy cow, 1 chicken per person in the family, and a goat. Every 2 weeks (upon schedual) the people would come for their next helping of rations. This would eliminate obesity world wide while ensuring that everyone still has enough food to survive efficiently until an order is produced where they can efficiently feed themselves. Although if starvation started to become an issue I would still ration out food to help. Then the overhaul would begin.

Jobs would be given out according to status. Some would be farmers, ranchers, shop keeps, peace keepers etc. Such as society was thousands of years ago. There will be no slavery though. Everyon has free will and are able to make changes to their status depending on if there was a position available at the time, just like any other job. The only fascility that will be provided electronics and such will be hospitals… Even I will not have electricity, and will work for my keep.

Money will be in the form of bartering. This will allow people to find their true talents, whether it be art, music, weaving, baking, what have you.  It will be a real talent, not those such as “playing video games”. Plus it will get children out and about so they get some fresh air, which I believe is really needed this day and age.

I do expect to be assasinated within the first few years, but needless to say, my team of elite scientists will have found a way to either clone me, or make me invincible. Either way, I will not be completely destroyed. Ever. 

 

This plan, I made up when I was about…. 16.  It does go into much farther detail about how I would enforce laws, rations, declare myself Ruler of the World, schooling and all that fun stuff, but It’s also 4am, and I should be in bed… key word: Should. Maybe I will continue this on later… but as of now this is just a random thought that passed through my head again and I figured I would jot it down right quick.

So, there you have it.

 

If you were given all the devices you needed, how would you plot world domination?

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Karma

Like gravity, Karma is so basic we often don’t even notice it.”
– Sakyong Mipham

I am a firm believer in Karma. Ya know, what comes around goes around, that kinda thing. But I have a story about a girl, who didn’t think Karma would apply to her, or to her actions. A girl who believed she could say and do anything she wanted, with absolutely no repercussions to worry about. But *le sigh*, she was wrong.

Now this girl, this poor pathetic girl, who just didn’t care for anyone but herself.   She was a manipulative person, who cared only for her own personal gain, and the harm of her heartless ways was noted to be just a glimmer of a dull star, in a sky illuminated with the beauty to dull her disgusting ways, one that will eventually burn out, and make its way to Earth and eventually collide into her current ways and cause an effect of mass chaos in her life.

Now with these actions, ranging from illicit ways, lying, extreme stupidity, and of course we cannot forget the complete hell she has caused for others gained momentum rather quickly,  Karma paid a vital, and horrific visit.

This girl married a man she barely knew that she met through unfortunate ways, conceived, and still continues on with promiscuous ways, losing the one thing that matter most to her, the man she fell in love with that she had harmed repeatedly, and forever will only dream what their future would have held.  This man is now happily married with children, a marriage ment for ever lasting love. A career man, wealthy in more ways imaginable.

All the while, this girl, is living in the prosperity that Karma has given her, which is rich in hard work to earn poor living conditions, and cohabitation with a man who does not care if their marriage were to continue or fail, children watched with negligent eyes, alcoholism, and misery.

The moral of the story is : Karma truly is a bitch. What comes around, does always go around, regardless of what actions you bestow on others.  If you exert good energy and a positive outlook, Karma will grant you with a good life, as a reward for your deeds. But if you are to apply negativity, promiscuity, infidelity, and poor energy into your life, you shall receive the outcome you have placed for yourself.

Place the energy that flows through you naturally in congenial ways, to better yourself, the people around you, and your future. Do not allow the negativity of others tear you away from your promised future. It’s their Hell that they are traveling towards, not yours.

Breathe in, breathe out…

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