Oh how life is
I did finally sleep. I broke down and cracked open the Tylenol Pm bottle. Things are slowing down, slightly, here so hopefully my restless mind will calm itself and my sleep issues will resolve themselves.
I spent saturday in bed watching movies. None of them were any good, but I wasn’t doing anything so it was a nice change of pace. Sunday I took the kids to my gym for Famly Fun Swim. Sixty bucks a mth so the kids can swim on the weekends,I really need to get my ass back in the gym, actually working out. I’ve gone soft.
Today is Halloween, so the kids are excited. I have to run to the store and get the supplies for that dreadful kitty litter cake that all the kids are making these days. I’m bringing it to the karate schools Halloween party. Also at the party, my son is officially getting his Black Belt. How cool! I’m giddy over it. I’m so proud of that kid. He’s my inspiration. He is the youngest of his rank at the school, and coincidentally, I’m the oldest of mine.
Pictures will follow, either here or at my photo blog. Also, I think it may be time to instill word verifiction. I’m tired of my posts being defiled with the likes of nail fungus ads. >
Why can’t I sleep?
Seriously? This is bordering on insane. I havent slept in at least a month. I go to bed at a decent hour, then toss and turn until after midnight. Finally go to sleep only to wake up off and on through out the rest of the night. 6am the alarm rings for me to get up and start another day. last night I was nearly giddy when I started nodding off at 9:30pm, whoo hoo, I might actually sleep tonight. No such luck. I did sleep pretty soundly until 1:30am, then i was up. Not just tossing and turning, but actually up, couldn’t go back to sleep. this lasted until 5:30am, then the blasted alarm at 6am!
Chemical help may be nessecary. How long can a person survive this way? And , in case you are wondering, I have given up caffiene after my three cups of coffee in the morning. So now in addition to not sleeping at night, I walk around in a fog all day.
Another argument for gay marriage
| Sperm donor must pay maintenance |
A Swedish man who donated sperm to a lesbian couple has been ordered to pay child support for their three children.
In the early 1990s the man, now 39, donated his sperm to a woman in a lesbian relationship. She had three sons, the oldest of whom is now 13 years old.
Although the man signed a document confirming he was the biological father of the children, he told the court the women agreed he would not be involved in their upbringing in any way.
But when the women separated, the biological mother of the three boys demanded child support payments from the man.
He went to court but lost the case and the subsequent appeal before taking the matter to the Supreme Court, the highest appeals court in the country.
The Supreme Court has confirmed the earlier rulings, stating that the biological father is required to pay child support to the mother of the three children he indirectly fathered.
So the gist is, for at least 13 yrs you have two women living together in a committed relationship, raising three children together. They split, and now the non-biological parent is cut out. She is not entitled to visit with HER CHILDREN, nor is she finacially responsible for them. Conversly, a man who was essentially doing these women a favor, is now left with the finacial burden. If gay marriage were legal, situations like this would be handled the way any other divorce is handled. The other woman would have been able to adopt the children, much like in a heterosexual relationship where a sperm donor is used. Then, in the event of a split, she would be responsible for her children, and be entitled to visitation. I have to wonder, if this was the case of a man and woman living together (not married) and donated sperm was used to concieve the children, would the ‘father’ be responsible for child support, or the donor? I hate to see what the ramifications of this decision will have on sperm banks, or other fertility specialties.
He thought it was funny
My husband thinks most things are hiliariously funny. Especially if it’s on the news. take for instance this avian flu. He think the media is pushing it down our throats, scaring us into thinking we are all going to die. Like a typical Republican, he is distrustful of media.
so one day we are lounging around and the news comes on talking about the risk of a pandemic of the avian flu. My husband snickers. I say to him “You’re going to think it’s funny when you get the bird flu”. He laughs again. I say “See, laughing laughing laughing until you die from bird flu”. He’s laghing harder now, so I say “When you die from bird flu, I’m gonna put on your tomb stone ‘he thought it was funny’ “. By this time is his full on chuckling. I reply, “I’m going to put that on your tomb stone regardless of what you die from ‘ Here lies D.S., He thought it was funny’ “. He says “That would be quite appropriate”
Trouble with Blogger
I’ve been trying to edit some links and add a few things here and there, but I’m having issues with Blogger.
Anxiously Waiting – **Updated**
I’m sitting here waiting to be able to pick up my son. He is testing today for his Jr Black belt in Kenpo. It’s nerve wrecking not knowing how he is doing. When I dropped him off this morning, I looked at Sensei and said “He’s only 10. Remember that”
He passed! My 10yr old is a Black Belt
Inked
So, it started simple enough. I was 18 yrs old and wanted to do something ‘wild’. I had always skated just this side of the line. Too afraid to actually cross over, but really wanted to break out o the mold I had created for myself. My roomate came home one day and casually said “I’m bored, let’s go get tattooed”. I jumped at the chance, and off we went.
We entered what was then called Wizards and Warlocks (now it’s just Warlocks) Tattoo Shop. I looked at all the flash art on the wall and in the books, and finally settled on a cute little green gecko. I would put him on my right ankle. Nice and out of the way. I could choose whether it was seen or not. My friend got a dolphin on her breast. It was your typical first tattoo, ill planned and hasty. And it hurt, like a Mo ‘ Fo. I swore that would be the last of that.
Flash forward five years. I’m ansty again. I was 24 and married with three kids. I needed something to set me free. A friend of mine drew up a representation of me. The meaning of my first name,” strong forestress”, and my middle name, “lively”, and my favorite flower the cala lilly, to represent simplistic beauty, and i had that picture tattooed on my lower back. That set off the next chain of events.
About a year later I got a celtic knot, to symbolize no begining and no end, on the back of my neck. After that, my husband and I got the chinese symbol for ‘heart’ on our left forearm as an anniversary thing. Six mths after that, I got the Japanese symbol for ‘kiai’ between my shoulder blades. “Kiai” is the name of the sound you make in martial arts when you strike something. Broken down “Ki” is energy (like Chinese “Chi”) and “ai” is focus, so literally it is The focus of energy. For those keeping score that’s 5 tattoos, so far…………….
I’m going in next week for another. It’s actually an addition to the one between my shoudler blades. I’m having cherry blossoms added as a background. In Japanese kabuki, sakura or cherry blossoms, represent female dominance. Female dominance behind the focus of energy just seems to fit somehow.
“Typical Marriage”
MSN’s home page has an article featured about what a “real marraige” looks like. They list things like having the same argument over and over again, long periods of silence, and having your own friends and hobbies. For the most part I think those things do come with any long term committment. I look at my husband and I. When we met, not quite ten years ago, I had a 5 month old baby I was trying to raise alone (not something I reccomend in case you were wondering). He stepped into this relationship as a ‘they’. We never had that period where it was just ‘us’. Soon after my daughter came along, then the yougest. We’ve always been us with kids. We’ve had our ups and downs, and if we were honest with ourselves and others with would say that if it weren’t for the kids we probably would have called it quits a long time ago. Kids make you think about things though. They make you reconsider how many times you can have that same argument over and over again. They make you relish those long periods of silence.
We recently spent a week (plus) with my brother-in-law and wife. they have been together for 17 years. Something I noticed was, they tended to spend all of thier free time in each others company, and, they didn’t kiss (in front of us anyway) the entire time we were there. This was a stark contrast to me and my husband. We kiss every time we leave each other. We tell each other we love each other at bedtime, when we hang up the phone, when we leave the house, etc. We are the couple that will hold hands in the store, or sneak a peck in the bread isle. Sometimes while he is looking at something in the store, I will walk up and fiddle my fingers along his neck (he likes that). We have hardly anything in common. He loves football, I abhore it. I’m a martial arts junkie, he thinks most dojos prey on stupid Americans. We both enjoy boxing. I guess that’s the glue holding us together. Seriously though, I think through this 10 years we have learned who we are, and who each other is. To the point that he are comfortable in our own skin and around each other. We don’t have to fill our time with conversation. We don’t have to spend every moment with each other. We are secure enough to have different likes, and to dislike the things the other likes. We are a “typical marriage”.
So, it’s done
I had mytest tonight, and obviously passed. I’m now a Red Belt in Kenpo Karate. Start the countdown, 3 more mths till I can test for High Red (I already know everything already, just have to put in the time).
My oldest (10) is testing for his Jr Black Belt on Oct 23rd. i’m excited and nervous and proud of him all at once. He has worked so hard and I’m so afraid that he wont pass. i want to stay positive. I KNOW he can do it, Ben wouldn’t have him test if he didn’t think he was ready. I’m just a ball of nerves.
If all goes as planned, he will get his Jr Black Belt this mth, and be eligible to test for his full black belt at 16 or in 3 yrs which ever comes first (which, duh, he’s 10, so it will be 3 yrs), so he could theorectically be a 2nd degree black belt by the time he is 16. Which is totally cool, because usually you have to wait until you are 16 to get your full black belt. But, since he is so young, it would totally suck to hav eto wait SIX YEARS! to get his next belt. He could go to another style and get another black belt in that time.
I was just thinking about the order of belts and holy cow!!! I am 4 belts away from black belt myself (currently red belt, next high red, brown, high brown, then black)
