Bully makes comments about news anchor…

I came across this article this morning.  http://www.upworthy.com/bully-calls-news-anchor-fat-news-anchor-destroys-him-on-live-tv?g=3&c=ucfb1

A bully decided to make some rather crappy remarks about a news anchor and her weight.  The video is a must see!  I am very proud of this woman for taking a stand and saying something about it.  Her response was tasteful and in no way did she “bash” or pick on the idiot that wrote the email.

I think this whole bullying issue has seriously gotten out of hand.  People seem to say and do whatever they want regardless of who they hurt in the process.  Personally, I have no respect for a bully and I think their parents should have delivered a few ass whoopins somewhere along the way.  My parents taught me to respect others and to take up for the ones that I see having to deal with being picked on and treated badly.

I encourage the kids out there to help.  If you see your friend being picked on, speak up.  You can stand your ground right then and there.  You can tell a teacher.  You can tell your parents.  But do something.  Don’t let this continue.  I also encourage the adults to do the same thing.  Stop it if you see a child being picked on or circled around at your child’s school.  Call the principal, the bully’s parents, or the Board of Education.  Hell, get the police involved.  Bullying leads to some pretty severe consequences and no one deserves to suffer at the hand of insecure people who feel the need to make others feel bad just to make themselves feel better.

And back to the event that lead to the post….I applaude this news anchor for being strong and bringing the situation to the surface.  I think she handled the situation in a very composed manner and still got her point across.  Good job!

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Some parents…smh!

Yesterday, while I was waiting to pick up my daughter from school, I was baffled by the display of idiocy by some of the adults.

First off, it was raining like hell.  The rain and lightning, of course, made pick up time slightly difficult.  And to my amazement, there were a group of adults huddled under the one tree on the school premises.  Let me say that again….huddled under THE ONE TREE on the property….during a severe thunderstorm that had tons of lightning!  And the dummy awards go to….. Let’s not stay in our car until a school employee lets you know your child is coming out and you go get them.  Noooo, let’s just huddle up and give lightning a lovely target.  Damn.

Secondly, I witness one mother slightly jogging down the sidewalk to meet her little boy.  He couldn’t have been more than 5-6 years old.  He begins walking briskly with his mother with his little book bag over his head so he doesn’t get soaking wet.  Now the weather was calling for lots of bad weather yesterday.  I sent my child to school with an umbrella and I noticed several parents with umbrellas.  But this mom… well, she decided she would melt or something.  She took her son’s book bag and placed it over HER head and made him WALK in the rain.  She wasn’t jogging or walking fast anymore.  This mom literally was making her son walk in the rain while she stayed semi dry under his book bag.  What a crock!

 

Important Lessons in Life…

Everyone goes through life the same way…just difference situations.  Kids always test their parents, teenagers think their parents are ALWAYS wrong and adults hit that mid-life crazy spot that causes each of us to wonder where their sanity went!  We are all learning life’s little rules and lessons constantly.  Sometimes we think we know the rule/lesson and the outcome but still have to try it anyway!  haha  Here are a few that I have learned…

 

Everyone seems normal…until you get to know them!

Think before you argue…is it gonna matter in one week, one month or one year?  If it won’t, then shut the hell up and move on with it.  No point in arguing about something that is NOT important, even when it seems to be at the time.

Never attempt to give yourself a haircut after 3 alcoholic beverages!  The outcome will be horrendous!

Being happy is the best revenge.  There are more people than you know just waiting for you to be miserable or fail at something.  Be happy, ignore them and laugh like hell that your happiness causes them to get nauseous!

There are only two tools you will ever need…WD-40 and duct tape.  Men, listen up!  This is an important lesson!  If it don’t move but should…use WD40.  If it moves and it souldn’t…use that awesome silver tape!  See?  problem solved!

DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT take a laxative and a sleeping pill on the same night!  This will lead to an unconscious, shitty mess!  LOL

It’s not the jeans that make your butt look fat…it is, in fact, your butt!

Do not lick a steak knife.  This will result in lots of pain and that “I feel like an idiot” feeling…plus you won’t be able to finish your steak!

Never pass on an opportunity to pee!  You will always have to pee at the wrong time…and if you know someone who pees every five minutes (my sister does this!!!), buy them a pack of Depends for road trips!  You can shave two hours off your driving time making them strap those diaper things on!

Cats cannot fly!  They cannot function on a trampoline either!

Never miss the chance to tip over a porta-potty while your buddy is inside of it!  This is priceless!  And those people who turn their noses up at this are just mad that they didn’t think of it first!  LOL

Stupid people are a rare breed indeed!  They are a lot like slinkies…they aren’t good for much except pushing down the stairs!

Do the “Tom Cruise sock slide” at least once.  I would NOT advice trying this in the shower though.  Major problems occur while doing that one!

Going down icy stairs with bowling shoes on is basically the same as skiing!  Well, your arms are not at your side and your back is not straight!  It’s more like arms are everywhere, back looks like it’s about to break and the look on your face is not one of content.

 

In the news…child left at Chuck E. Cheese

I just saw a news story about a 5-year-old little girl who was left behind by her mother at a Chuck E. Cheese.  According to the news story this happened last Thursday and it was actually a birthday celebration for this little girl.  The mother, who is an absolute moron in my opinion, has nine other children and DID NOT REALIZE that she had LEFT HER CHILD UNTIL THE FOLLOWING MORNING!!!  What the hell, lady???

For starters, Chuck E. Cheese is an establishment FOR KIDS!  Our children are the reason we go here!  It is loud and packed with tons of kids hyped up on coca-cola and pizza.  Kids are running around like crazy.  This place requires some Excedrin people!  And don’t blame the establishment folks.  Chuck E. Cheese stamps the hands of parents and children for safety.  This is to prevent anyone leaving with your child.  But to leave her child behind….come on now!  How can you forget your child?  It was HER birthday and the reason you were there in the first place!

The news stated that this mother has nine other children…I’m sorry, but you don’t need 10 kids if you tend to forget them.  I’m not sure how she failed to notice this little girl was missing until the next morning.  What did she do with the other nine?  I’m assuming she tended to them when it came to a nightly routine….baths, brushing teeth, pajamas, tucked into bed, etc.  If you have ten kids…you gotta do a headcount!  Count those kids off like you would the seven dwarfs!  And have another adult that can help you out too, if needed.

Anyway, I think this whole ordeal is crazy.  I honestly hope there are some sort of consequences for this woman.  And I hope this little girl is ok and not too traumatized.  I can’t imagine what she went through that night.

Raised in the country

Being an Army wife I get the privilege to meet so many different people.  It is a great experience to interact with these people, hear their different accents, learn about their way of life (outside the Military) and hear the many differences in how we were raised.    Now, most of my “Army family” will tell you that my accent is definitely that “country twang” we Southerners get picked on for so often!  But the accent is not what makes me…  The way I was raised, as most country folks will say, is what made me the person I am today.  So, I decided to take a lil trip down memory lane to share my past with you.

I think a lot of people will agree that Southerners are well-known for their down-home manners, work ethics, and friendliness.  I was taught to treat others the way I want to be treated.  I was taught to use my manners and respect my elders.  You use “yes ma’am”, “no sir”, “please”, and “thank you” all the time out of respect!  You help others in need and you stand by your word.  A hand shake means a helluva lot more to me than a signature on a piece of paper.  My family owns a store back home.  It was a sporting goods store that was always filled with old men in the back playing cards and talking about hunting and the weather.  We had rubber band gun wars with all the customers and walked down the block to Buddy’s to get an ice cream.  We shot down mistletoe in the winter to sell to everyone in town.  I guess that was our “lemonade stand”!  LOL

We were taught about responsibility at an early age.  We had dogs and chickens and even had pigs at one time.  Feeding the animals and helping out in the garden had to be done.  Daddy even made me a strawberry patch that was all mine!  I was working at an early age at the ballpark with my Mom too.  My brother and I played every sport that was available.  We played soccer, baseball, softball, tennis, football, cheerleading (yea, i did it…ugh!), and even basketball.  I also learned that I had to balance my sports with my work of keeping score of games and helping in the concession stands.  In the winter we heated our house by fire.  So, yes we chopped wood every winter.  My brother and I, of course, complained.  Looking back on it though….I am so glad we had to do all these things.

My parents took time with us too.  I’ve noticed, in today’s time, most people don’t take the time they should with their kids. It wasn’t all work and no play for us.  My Daddy would take me fishing…aka: rock collecting!  LOL  I loved every minute of it.  He would take me deer hunting and dove hunting.  I think my role during the dove hunts was sitting on the bucket drinking my Yoohoo, eating a Lil Debbie cake and being told constantly to be quieter!  My Mom would put on a record and dance around the living room with me!  I have so many fond memories of this!  And when we did something wrong…they would talk to us and explain why it was wrong and teach us the way it should be done.

Punishment….the worst was gettin’ in trouble and not being able to go outside and play!  We played outside from sun-up to sun-down!  We knew we had to be inside by dark and when you were thirsty you went and found the water hose!  And my brother and I both knew we were in trouble if Daddy raised his voice or Mom called you by your full name!

I can’t leave out the boys down the street!  There were three boys down the street that were and still are like brothers to me.  We climbed trees, rode go-carts, wrecked on skateboards, got in fights, played football and accumulated lots of stitches!  We built forts and founds bugs all year-long.  It was nice growing up out in the country and having friends that were always on the same street.  You grew up together and went through the same struggles that all kids go through.  So, thanks to M, D and A…it was awesome growing up with ya’ll!

Being in a small country town had many advantages that most other people find boring.  We had one little bitty post office.  The town square had everything on it!  You could call the doctors at home and I don’t even think they had to pull your file for an appointment.  Everyone knew everyone!  All the kids that went to Kindergarten graduated High School together.  Nothing happened in our town without everyone knowing about it within ten minutes.  And everyone rushed to help when one family encountered a tragedy.

There weren’t many worries out in the country that I think most kids face in cities.  We never worried about straying too far from the house.  No one was coming down our road that we didn’t know!  We never hesitated to play in the street or the woods.  Our parents were comfortable.  There were no locks on the doors and all doors and windows stayed open in the summertime.  The only protection we kept with us was our dogs!  Everyone was welcome at our house anytime.  Friends and family would stop by at a moment’s notice just to say hi.  We didn’t have to worry about the school violence that happens today.  Kids didn’t bring guns to school and metal detectors weren’t needed.

Teenage years…Wow!  Those were great!  We partied out in the fields, on the farms and around bon fires.  We went mud-boggin’ and paint ballin’.  Old dirt roads did exist and we tore them up with our pick-up trucks!  We didn’t have gangs just good ol’ country fights.  Rivals with other schools and highschool football teams were normal.  Friday night football games were a must!  Friends were there for you no matter what…anytime, day or night.  Daddy not only had to know the boy (for a year or more! haha) that was taking me on a date but he also demanded to know his family and friends.  And yes, Daddy always made it known he had a shotgun!  Our parents knew all of our friends and where we were at all times.  And honestly, all of our friends loved our parents!

Living in the country (with great parents!) taught me about hard work, discipline, manners, responsibility and the importance of family.  I’m sure that others will say that living in the city taught them the same things….but I don’t see how!  No offense, but I think growing up in the South is the best!  I think my parents are awesome and my brother is one of a kind…so I’m very thankful for the family I have and the way we were raised is priceless!