March 20, 2009
Ah, I am so sorry I haven’t been around lately! Life, taxes, moving, money, planning and Woofie’s vaccinations have gotten the better of me, and I’ve been neglecting posting on the good ol’ Trail.
Hopefully things will clear up a bit soon, and I’ll be back before too long with some stories and pictures, and tales of falling down.
Until then, I’ll have to plead for your patience as I get back to my routine!
March 10, 2009
Ah, what happens when something you love and adore as “reality” is pretty much shown to be completely fake? Jon and Kate plus 8 was a guilty pleasure of mine, along with Little People Big World, and recently 18 Kids and Counting (Is TLC now the station of misfits?)- chronicling the Duggar Family and their brood of 18 children.
I must admit, at first I was disgusted by the Duggars- how DARE they have so many children in times like these? Then I saw their show. How caring they are, and how they sustained themselves completely on their own. Sure they’re all look-alikes with long permed hair, skirts that go to the ankles and names all beginning with “J”, but I can’t resist watching them.My favorites are Jessa and Josiah- adorable kids with quite the sense of humor. The more I watched the Duggars, the less I could tolerate Jon and Kate.
It seems that over the years, J & K have gotten so comfortable with the cameras, their greedy little hands outstretched for some more “donations” and vacations, all for the small fee of their childrens’ childhood, and possibly their marriage. The kids have grown up with cameras constantly filming their every move, and despite J & K’s argument that it’s like family for the kids now, why? Do they feel that now they’re so accustomed to having their every whim paid for that they must keep asking and taking in order to live at this level? Could it be the 1.3 million dollar house that was recently bought for them was the right price for their children and their futures?
At the moment, neither Jon nor Kate work. Their job is now J & K + 8, where they must be available to do TLC’s bidding- and to plague churches looking for some “love offerings” (cash only, of course) – whatever those poor church goers are able to cough up for the chance to hear Kate tell more lies about their lives.
It’s all too much for me now, the constant bickering on television, Kate relentlessly cutting Jon down, episode after episode, Kate’s obvious favortism for certain children- it’s not worth it anymore. The kids, while adorable and captivating, now just remind me of what they’re missing by not having a normal childhood- where are the friends? The sleep overs, the play-dates?
I just can’t wait this family go down in flames. If you’d like to hear more about their utter disregard for everyone else in this world, check out this article here.
Now, I’ll leave you with a quote from this article regarding why they needed a nurse for longer than the typical one year: Kate Gosselin said she feels society has a responsibility to help with the children, since modern medicine promotes the use of fertility drugs, which can lead to multiple births.
That’s just great reasoning there.
March 4, 2009
I have become that TTCer. It’s been common practice to take my temp every morning, pee on the OPKs (Ovulation predictor kits) about halfway through the month, take notation on which side the ovulation pains were felt. Whatever, that’s normal (right?!). Well, since the OPKs were blaring a fertile time, and the ovulation pain was ripping me a new one (right side), I managed to get ‘er done last night.
Then I proceeded to prop my butt up on my pillow and stick my legs in the air. See?! I’ve become THAT person. I STICK MY LEGS IN THE AIR AND LEAK ONTO THE PILLOW I SLEEP ON. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? I make my husband wait for dinner until I can be sure I’ve given the swimmers a good enough head start that I can now stand up. Even worse? While leaking onto my pillow (which I now have to get rid of), I was entertaining myself by playing a child’s video game on my Nintendo DS. I was playing Kirby. Might I add, I was FAILING Kirby. I had to restart it a couple of times, because I kept losing.
Then, when I finally got my tired of the constant restarting, I turned onto my side, and curled up on my pillow. That I had just leaked on. I’m so disgusting.
TTC has stolen my life, my brain, and any and all semblance of boundaries.
