Sonograms Boil My Blood

I am the first to admit that I am less than thrilled about being around kids. They freak me out. Probably because I have never really been around them.....but that doesn't mean that my friends aren't "all baby, all the time." With all of the baby talk around you can't help but learn a little and form an opinion, or twelve. I can deal with a hospital birth, but you better have done your research. You realize it's just a business right? And that the more women they pump through there, the more money they get. You labor for more than 24 hours and they are going to pump you full of fake hormones (we call this inducing ladies, and unless you are past the 10 month mark that baby can keep cooking). These hormones slow labor down.....so they give you more which constrict your uterus...... and now your baby is in distress, and uh oh, spaghetti-o, you're having a ceasarian.

But the thing that sends me into a frenzy faster than the uneducated masses, are those that get multiple sonograms (for no medical reason mind you). Unless you are a high risk patient, there isn't need for even a single one. Want to know the sex of your baby? Wheres the fun and suspense? Regardless of the selfish angle, have you thought about the health of your baby? Think about it. They cover you with a lead sheet when you have x-rays at the dentist, and now you're all about bouncing beams of energy, uber rays and who knows into a developing child? Now I don't know if it's the shit ton of shots kids have to get now (in a single sitting) or that people are having 3 and 4 sonograms....but there is a problem in this country. These kids have some massive disabilities and it's getting worse by the day. What is to blame? I don't know. Kraft cheese. Peanuts. Who knows. But I'm quite sure we could all take the time to sit down and think about what is really good for the next generation before we go gayly into the OB's office smiling while they do things for no reason.

Klutz with a K

I have spacial relationship issues. As in, if there is a doorjam, or a counter, I run into it, or smash my finger, or bash my shin. Now I'm not saying I'm Mr. Magoo - I don't have a moustache (yet.), but I am a klutz. I sometimes wonder if my life were a movie, if they would have to call in a stunt double for the star, or if the injuries are light enough that a pro could pull it off. However not all of the "accidents" are my fault. Because really Costco? Putting a cement slab right in front of the frozen pizzas? Why would you keep me that extra 6 inches away from my 2# of mozzarella cheese (for $3.49 btw)? Consider yourself on notice Costco. You and all the other inconvenient things put in my way...like doors and windows, and those pesky floors I sometimes trip on.

"Whatever harm [the Baby Einstein] video might do [to your kid] is nothing compared to the harm of inheriting your hillbilly genes..."

It's Time to Put My Big Girl Panties On

Why? Other than looking awesome like Grandma Moses, we are taking this show on the road. Jetty and I are heading to the Seattle Wholesale Gift Show at the end of August. We have a fellow rockin Alaska jewelry designer along with us and we will be wowing Seattle and Portland with 2 trunk shows and our debut wholesaling to the greater Northwest. Pretty intense actually. Loads of paperwork to submit. Displays to flame proof (yeah, I said it. Flame proof.). And inventory to have ready. This is exactly what we've been waiting for, but that doesn't make it any less stressful. The schedule for the next few months: Tanana State Fair Aug 7-15, Seattle Aug 19-26, Fairbanks First Friday Sept 4 - 5, Fairbanks Holiday Show Nov 13 - 15...and then there's Christmas....And then we take a vacation.

Run Chubbs, Run!

I bought a $100 pair of shoes a few weeks ago and didn't even care what they looked like. And maybe I should have - because they are a bit orthepedic and stark white. But! They help with the running. Yup. We've been running an average of 3 times a week and I've slowly managed to triple my starting distance before my lungs implode and/or my legs fall off. And the distance I a up to? ALmost 3/4 of a mile at a time. I know, I know. Totally marathon bound by the fall, but I'm out there and doing it. Pretty proud. And pretty sure I will rock a 5k by the end of summer. Who knew eh?

Profound Thoughts

I haven't been posting as often as I would like as I feel like all I have to say are whiney things. Bitch about this. Crab about that. And talk about how rude people are getting. But it's true. Go to the super market and count how any times someone stops right in front of you, or forces you to move out of their way while they take up 3/4 of an aisle. People are so *not* self aware. The universe does not revolve around you, please keep that in mind and stop being a jackass.

Now, I realize that I have becomesfiercely (bordering on offensively) opinionated in my old age, but has no one ever told these people that it is not appropriate? Because what ever happened to customer service? Being a decent human being? Helping others? And in general not being a dick? I just don't understand.....

the 3/50 Project

I couldn't have said it better myself. Spread the word.

Mira gets mobile

Our newest munchkin Mira has been a challenge from the beginning...as my 5th ferret, I think I know what I'm doing...but she is proving me wrong or has a chip loose somewhere....and it definitely didn't help when she bit G in the face her first month here. We have taken all of the levels out of the cage so she doesn't benchpress them....and have put little fuzzy balls in to keep her occupied when not out. And last night we aquired a large hamster ball. The kind meant for ferts. And omg, it's a hoot! She doesn't know how to walk in it so just rolls around like a drunk woodchuck. Already Houdini'ed herself out once....but we're hopeful she'll get the hang of it so she can be out more often.

Jetty will be over momentarily to do some distance reiki which seems to help.....But in the meantime she is sucking on Sausage's ear.

Earthquakes make my tummy hurt.

So not only are we constantly following the activity of this volcano that keeps steaming and puking, but now we've got earthquakes that we can feel. Ugh! As it is Alaska has quite a few earthquakes a day - run over to the AEIC to see how many we get in a 48 hour period. We just had a 4.7 that shook a bit around. It's those first few nanoseconds where you wonder if this is 'the big one' and whether or not you need to run screaming from the building. I also wonder when strangers are around me whether or not I would want to be stuck in the rubble with them. And this isn't just when we are shaking, but in elevators, at restaurants, etc. Would I want to cling to this person for life or would they bug the shit out of me?

That's probably pretty terrible to say right?