Chinese for one...

Ok, this is really the last one for tonight and then I am going to bed--energy drink or not! So, ok, so my husband's still gone and I sorta miss the little dweeb! Which is basically what I told HIM--I think I kinda miss ya, Twinkie Boy. Ok, so I guess this is where I have to tell ya how he came to be Twinkie Boy. Well, one day, right after Danica was born, he kinda gives me the once over and says, "I think you need to get on that stair stepper." And, so I said, "I just had a baby, what'd YOU have? Some twinkies??" And, you know, just to be funny, I even bought him a box, and my mom came by one day while I was at work and he had the twinkies out and she says she really wanted one, but he hid the box behind the tv trunk!
So, you can see why it would be very easy NOT to miss him! Except that I had to eat egg rolls, crab rangoon and cream cheese wontons all by my little self tonight, which is really no fun! Not to mention everything else I get to do without help! Now was definitely NOT the time to come down with pneumonia! Or to have my vacuum go out on me! Damira is a two-year-old tornado and Danica's favorite hobby is pulling herself up on the couch and pulling the clean, folded laundry down onto the floor the instant I finish! It is amazing how you can do all this stuff by yourself with no problem, but spend a few years with a helper and you forget everything! But, I'm gettin' the hang of it back and once I get it down, I'm sure he'll be back. Ain't that special?!
So, I'm just prayin' for strength--and a power outage--to get me off the hook from cookin,' laundry and dishes! So, I can't wait for my husband to get home--so he can eat the other half of the Chinese food--and do the other half of the housework! (Ain't I just so mean??)

Have you hugged a "black guy" today??

Ok, so that sounds horribly racist, I'm sure, but some African Americans do prefer the term "black." So, it's African American history month, so go ahead--I'm sure your husbands won't mind! Though, I can't speak for the African American man you should happen to chose! So, I had an instructor in college and she was super-cool. She always had a way of sorta bouncing into class with her dred-locks and she had a way of making you laugh while you learned something important. She was not an African American studies teacher, she was a communications teacher. And she was a no-bones kinda person...she called it like she saw it--black, white or otherwise. African American history month was one thing she did not like. From her position, why did we need a month? Can't we learn about it all year long? And, she had a point. We don't have "White History" month in our grade schools--it's all the time! Here we are, still stuck in our Darwinistic ways! You know Darwin--the we came from monkeys guy?? His big theory was Natural Selection, which is that we slowly--veeerrry slooowly--evolve based on the survival of the fittest (another theory). So, a few days before Feb. 1, the first day of the history month that should not be, I came across this article. It was actually about fleas. So, I'm sure you are wondering just what in the world that has to do with anything and WHY in the world Angie was actually READING it??! Well, because the fleas had helmets, of course! Huh?? Some of these fleas were born with this hard exoskeletal crust on their heads--except there were no actual genes for this. All of these fleas were genetically identical. But, the fleas with helmets were born to mothers who had been in dangerous environments--whatever dangerous might be to a flea, I'm not sure. Anyway! The big question is HOW can this happen? They didn't EVOLVE these helmets? No. There wasn't any genetic pre-disposition for being crust-melons? No. Well, so, apparently, these mama fleas used their magic powers and saved their babies from future flea danger by willing these things on their babies heads cuz we all know fleas are simply abounding in maternal instinct and all, right? Apparently, studies on mice and humans have also recently showed some odd, anti-Darwinistic findings as well. Which flies in the face of modern genetic science and brings into question a whole slew of other theories--the monkey thing, the Big Bang, etc.
So, what does this have to do with African America history month? Well, not only can Darwin's theories not be used as a basis for racism, they don't seem to be worth the paper they were written on! I have often said that, if we came from monkeys, how come there are still monkeys? Wasn't it like, an evolve or die kinda thing? But, if we did, then, why aren't those monkeys STILL evolving? Or is Tarzan the missing link? The way it was phrased by one reader, Why haven't sharks ever grown legs and walked out of the ocean yet?? He is quite right! The missing link has never been found because there isn't one! Though, my first husband was a strong candidate in the running for awhile!! The truth is, we did not evolve--we have always been people! If anything, we have DE-evolved! Have you ever read the Bible? Those people were not one step up from cavepeople--they were extremely intelligent. Now, go read some of the posts on my student Web site! Some of these people can't manage to put 3 words together in the appropriate order to form a sentence!! Unless it's maybe, "I want beer" or something, cuz I swear some of them are drunk when they do their homework! Heck, I might be, too, judging by some of the stuff I come up with--but at least I spell everything right (usually) and I follow the adjective-noun-verb-adverb pattern pretty accurately! Truth is, the people who wrote the Bible were WAAY smarter than us. So, if you move on down through history, and take a look at some of the historical writings from colonial America, you start to wonder what happened. Every author had his own personal spelling for every word!
So, how did all of us de-evolving grammatically challenged non-monkeys get here? Check the Bible again. Mold did not come alive and slither onto a beach somewhere trailing green goo and get struck by lightning! I promise! And, we are not the offspring or design of some aliens who escaped an exploding planet somewhere! I promise that, too, and hopefully, I will not become the target of a band of half-crazed Trekkies for saying so! GOD put us here, fleas and all! And yes, God created differing races. Not as being unequal in any way, though. Genesis 11:6 says we were building the Tower of Babel and so God scattered us and confounded our languages so we couldn't work together. There were apparently some forefathers in the Bible who had wives from Africa and this was not a sin. Christianity actually originated in Africa--not Europe. I believe it is coming back around and the "races" are coming together, here in America, once again. And, just think of what we can accomplish if we are united?? But, no towers, please!
So, now the only question I have is, why are there so many cavemen in today's world? Until we re-evolve--or whatever you want to call it, we will never get to where we are supposed to be!
So, here's my poem about it I wrote many years ago (1995 I believe)
The Tower
Flakes gently settling to the ground.
A blanket of snow,
To warm the heart,
And embrace the soul.
Softly,
Quietly,
The spirit of love.
The joy brought by an infant's smile,
The tenderness held in a parent's arms,
The hope found in a child's eyes,
The peace of knowing we're all one.
Brightly,
Truly,
The signs of love.
Antiquity woven with ribbon and lace,
Hand-in-hand, brothers in grace...

So, now, about that hug...

Do we really HAVE to reach for the stars??

Ok, so, yesterday, I read about the lives of no less than 20 people--and not one of them was named Brangelina or TomKat--or should I say not two of them?! Though there was one kid who said he was in Drum Line. And, they had some interesting stories to tell, about their children, their lives, jobs, education, plans and goals. Why are we all so fascinated to hear about these "famous" people while we ignore all the great people around us? I opened up my home page--MSN--the other day, and there was a featured article about Sleep Secrets of the Stars...give me a break! First, we gotta hear about who's screwin' who and who's divorcin' who to marry who and what kind of ridiculous names they are givin' their kids--or the ones they illegally adopted from Africa. Now, we can't even figure out how to SLEEP without consulting the stars? And I don't mean Sagittarius or Orion or even taking the time to figure out if the moon is in the sky to figure out how and when to go to bed, no we gotta ask J.Lo?! The media is pulling a fast one on us and has been for years! We are all brainwashed, I swear! Remember Anna Nicole Smith? Not to knock the dead or anything, but nobody could STAND her--she was a gold-digger and a ho and her seriously old husband died and she got a bunch of money. So?? Then, one day, somebody decided to call her "America's Sweetheart" and for whatever reason, we bought it! Next thing I know, my mom's callin' me hourly givin' me updates on her health situation or the latest decision on which one of about 27 guys is the father of her baby! Do I care? She wasn't MY sweetheart--maybe everybody else's--and their brother's, uncle's and dad's too, but not mine! If you really want to know how all those famous people fall asleep, I'll tell you--they only smoke enough crack or sniff enough coke to last them 'til about noon the next day and then they crash hard--but it's Ok, cuz they got NANNY'S!! Oooh! I wanna be just like 'em, don't you?? How DID what's her name get her figure back after the twins?? She left the kids with that same nanny and hit the gym with her personal trainer--both of which she probably has in her basement. Guess how I got mine back? I chased my OWN kids around instead of payin' somebody else to do it!! It is way more fun than a treadmill, I promise! I absolutely refuse to model myself after somebody who has no morals or scruples just because they know how to laugh on cue! Shoot, I can do that! Give me a million dollars and I will gladly write a book on how to eat, sleep and diet! C'mon everybody--c'mon MOM--let's get some clues here!
Rumor has it that NBC is in sorta dire straits. The satellite companies have started signin' contracts with the cable companies to ban local stations from their broadcasting. Meanwhile, if you don't have satellite, you can't get local tv anyway ('cept with an overpriced converter). Wonder who George Bush has been sleepin' with to get him to pass THAT ridiculous law! I say we kick 'em while they're down! Let's make NBC do what WE want instead of the other way around! I am tired of other people deciding what I watch on tv, deciding whether or not I CAN watch tv--and trying to decide who my "sweetheart" might be! So, if you got any opinions about any of the programming, tell them! Did you notice they brought Medium back?? It's cuz people actually LIKED that show. Normally, they wouldn't care about something like that, but they are losing money and losing viewers and are beginning to cater to us consumers for once, so we should tell them what we want, it might not make any difference at all, but it sure might be a fun way to vent--and you can tell 'em Anna Nicole told you to do it, cuz that carries a lot more weight, you know! (And, when you're ALL done, go outside and start askin' your neighbors how they get to sleep--I'm sure the answers you get will be much more sound!)