Utter Utter Utter Bastard of a Day.
So I'm tired and cranky this morning... And what's new?
* MrB got something in his eye while digging in the yard last night... He kept trying to get it out, it must have been a microscopic speck of dirt, because nothing was making much difference. And so by the time he was in bed trying to sleep, his eye was red and swollen and bloodshot, and making it impossible for him to sleep. Apparently. And woohoo! I've discovered that I'm incredibly squeamish about eyeballs. He pulled his eyelids right back, so I could squirt copious amounts of eyewash into his eye, to try and flush the little blighter out. Instead, as I glanced at the rounded edge of the eyeball I nearly threw up. Which I think would have been worse than the teeny speck of dirt somehow... Ewww. squelchy squishy eyeballs.
My mother always taught me that if someone tried to abduct me, or attack me in any way, I should just go for the eyes - stick my fingers in them... I'd be a goner... there is no way I could stomach it. Nah. Just can't do it.
* It was a super-fun day to be a christian yesterday! It started when a friend of mine was in a job interview and asked her opinion on the existence of God... when she expressed her lack of belief, she was told that was the 'right answer'. This against the law. Plain and simple.
Then I was reading some other blogs, and every single one seemed to have a christian-bashing theme for the day. I was feeling beleaguered and besieged... The proverbial straw came at the end of the day. A blog I read regularly, have it in Bloglines, the whole shebang... well her post which I'd kinda been looking forward to all day, coz I knew it would give me a giggle... had a big paragraph to which I took exceptional offence. I made a polite, yet decidedly snarky comment, and was responded to with uncalled-for rudeness. But hey! It's her blog, her rules... I just didn't need it yesterday. And it made me sad. And just a teensy bit Samuel L Jackson righteously angry. I did want to do some smoting. With fuuurrious anger. But y'know, I calmed down... I'm over it. Sometimes days conspire to get the better of you...
* The twins had a glorious day of Double Trouble... Now, I kinda get pissed when people see the twins and say 'ooooh! Double Trouble!' when they're not. Usually. In fact, they were better babies than the other two. And they play together so well, that they're just a joy to have around. But now they're 2, I have occasional days of Terrible 2 Double Trouble. Which is a handful. Highlights of the day included covering themselves, their clothes, the floor and their sisters' dolls in dark green texta; removing dirty kitty litter from the catbox and mixing it in with his food, and removing every item of clothing from their chest of drawers. So. Much. Fun.
But they're gorgeous and lovely and chubbily and love their mummy and give her lots and lots of cuddles and kisses, so everything is forgiven. And they slept like logs... All that naughtiness sure tired them out.
So, now I'm caffeined up, I'm ready to face today head on!
* MrB got something in his eye while digging in the yard last night... He kept trying to get it out, it must have been a microscopic speck of dirt, because nothing was making much difference. And so by the time he was in bed trying to sleep, his eye was red and swollen and bloodshot, and making it impossible for him to sleep. Apparently. And woohoo! I've discovered that I'm incredibly squeamish about eyeballs. He pulled his eyelids right back, so I could squirt copious amounts of eyewash into his eye, to try and flush the little blighter out. Instead, as I glanced at the rounded edge of the eyeball I nearly threw up. Which I think would have been worse than the teeny speck of dirt somehow... Ewww. squelchy squishy eyeballs.
My mother always taught me that if someone tried to abduct me, or attack me in any way, I should just go for the eyes - stick my fingers in them... I'd be a goner... there is no way I could stomach it. Nah. Just can't do it.
* It was a super-fun day to be a christian yesterday! It started when a friend of mine was in a job interview and asked her opinion on the existence of God... when she expressed her lack of belief, she was told that was the 'right answer'. This against the law. Plain and simple.
Then I was reading some other blogs, and every single one seemed to have a christian-bashing theme for the day. I was feeling beleaguered and besieged... The proverbial straw came at the end of the day. A blog I read regularly, have it in Bloglines, the whole shebang... well her post which I'd kinda been looking forward to all day, coz I knew it would give me a giggle... had a big paragraph to which I took exceptional offence. I made a polite, yet decidedly snarky comment, and was responded to with uncalled-for rudeness. But hey! It's her blog, her rules... I just didn't need it yesterday. And it made me sad. And just a teensy bit Samuel L Jackson righteously angry. I did want to do some smoting. With fuuurrious anger. But y'know, I calmed down... I'm over it. Sometimes days conspire to get the better of you...
* The twins had a glorious day of Double Trouble... Now, I kinda get pissed when people see the twins and say 'ooooh! Double Trouble!' when they're not. Usually. In fact, they were better babies than the other two. And they play together so well, that they're just a joy to have around. But now they're 2, I have occasional days of Terrible 2 Double Trouble. Which is a handful. Highlights of the day included covering themselves, their clothes, the floor and their sisters' dolls in dark green texta; removing dirty kitty litter from the catbox and mixing it in with his food, and removing every item of clothing from their chest of drawers. So. Much. Fun.
But they're gorgeous and lovely and chubbily and love their mummy and give her lots and lots of cuddles and kisses, so everything is forgiven. And they slept like logs... All that naughtiness sure tired them out.
So, now I'm caffeined up, I'm ready to face today head on!
posted by actonb at 9:33 am
18 Comments:
Eyeballs are gross. They're the reason I wear glasses and not contact lenses - having to stick something in my eyes every day sounds horrible.
I think your friend didn't realise it was illegal, but now understands why it is and in a future situation she would refuse to answer the question.
I think.
As for the other thing - I've said what I think elsewhere.
And the twins are gorgeous. They are. Even their bad stuff is gorgeous.
Big hugs, AB. You're a rocking bird.
Yo what up actonb. Homie mushroom in da house, 20-40 stylin.
I hope that your day got better. Obviously staring at the picture of Brad Pitt on my blog would help.
Chesty - Thanks lovely!
Shroom - WTF???
KR - yeah, it's ok. And, um, thanks for the tip that it was Braddles...
AB - I didn't know til I read that either, then I had to go have another look.
Scary stuff.
i agree, that comment left for you was a bit unneccessarily harsh...
Chesty - it was Braddles pre-dunking in the tub of manliness...
mars - ta! I hope I wasn't being oh-so precious about it...
Now I can't think of Brad Pitt without calling him Braddles - its such a girly girl name I will never think of him in the same way. Expect for maybe as Tyler Dudton *spell* in Fight Club cause that movie is in my top 10.
Tyler Durden (?) is all with the hot.
As is whoever lowlife he played in Thelma and Louise.
Otherwise, I can take him or leave him.
He was pretty good in Snatch too, and in 7even.
I think he's a good actor just a little overrated and pretty for my taste
I've not seen snatch all the way through, but I did think of 7even (or is it se7en?) after I commented and he was pretty yummy in that too.
Ah, the memories ... my first ever underage cinema experience. Such paranoia ...
My spelling is very wonky today! I blame autospell on the computer it has made me unlearn spelling.
I really don't think i was being harsh at all. You came to my blog and were very patronising in your comment. That's how i took it anyway.
I was asking a genuine question, and I'm sorry if you took offence to it but it wasn't intended that way.
Both times you've commented I've felt like you were having a shot at me. Maybe I was wrong, but that's how it came across to me.
Another Christian girl commented after you and didn't feel the need to hang shit on me for my question.
I think sometimes people need to lighten up, and if you're having a bad day then maybe it's not the best idea to comment on people's blogs.
I can take critisism as well as the next blogger. I don't expect everyone to agree with me, but next time come straight out and say so, don't try and make me look like an idiot on my own blog. I've capable of doing that myself ;)
Steph - you asked a genuine question, and I believe I left a genuine answer. As a committed Christian, I felt it more appropriate to leave an answer that was not crude or vulgar in any way (unlike the other christians that commented after me). It was not patronising. If that's the way you took it, then so be it... I believe your response was harsh, but that's the way I, and others, have interpreted it. And I chose not to respond to your comment, as it was your blog, your rules, and I felt that I was now persona non grata.
The first time I commented, it was to point out a glaring error - that the 'Hilarious guy Mex' was in fact a girl... and that comment was not in the least snarky... maybe the fact that you'd fucked up made you take it that way... I don't know...
And I would really like to know how the paragraph about CC's was NOT supposed to be offensive... I've already explained, here on MY blog, the reason why I took offense, and the reason why I commented the way I did.
You know, I really did enjoy your blog, really did look forward to it appearing bold in my bloglines, thinking 'yay! Steph's updated, I can have a giggle...'
And steph, I can be as light and as fluffy as the next girl... but think about how you would feel if you'd read a post that criticised and mocked all that hold dear... even in a light and flippant post, the sentiment is still there. And sometimes, even if it turns out to be unwise in retrospect, you need to defend yourself.
And that's exactly what I'm doing here.
YOU said yourself you were in a bad mood, and being "snarky". I would never leave a snarky comment on someones blog and not expect them to have the right of reply.
It is my blog and i will write about whatever i like. I don't descriminate, i have a go at gay boys, bogans, teenies,myself, whoever, so why should Christians be exempt?
Your whole tone was snippy and condescending. I would never do that on someones blog. And your comment the first time was purely to point out my glaring error, so what does that tell me about you?
If i were to read a blog post that critisised and mocked all that i hold dear, i wouldn't bother to comment and i wouldn't visit again. The X is there for a reason.
You asked me to think how YOU would feel reading something that offended you. Well think how i feel reading a comment that offended me. It goes both ways.
Anyone would think i talked about felating the Pope the way you reacted. Nobody else was offended. Least not to my face, so props to you for doing so.
I respect that.
Guess we should agree to disagree. Like i said, Sorry to offend, but you're not the first and surely won't be the last to be pissed off with what i write.
I'm not going to change, so It might be best to remove me from your bloglines if you haven't already.
All the best to you. Keep on bloggin'.
I think most people are too scared of Steph to leave a comment disagreeing with anything she writes. When a blog is that popular, has so many comments and 'fans', it can seem intimidating if you want to express an alternative opinion.
I thought you were treated harshly, me dear. And reading all the subsequent anti-Christian comments on her blog was really depressing.
Let me know if I can bring you anything back from England to cheer you up?
Px
Ms Pom - Ta sweetness... Marmite never goes astray! But luckily I have some random Northeners arriving this week bearing gifts... marmite, Cadbury fruit&nut, Thorntons toffee and fudge...
They should be friends for life!
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