J.D rocks!

My brother is awesome. He came over today and fixed my computer so that I can use my MP3 player that he gave me for my birthday. And to top it all off he installed some useful software for me as well. Not that he isn't awesome in general, but today he is extra awesome.
Thanks JD......You're awesome. Let's say awesome one more time. Awesome.

Not to long ago Me Miha told me that I never talk about my family(i promise i think about them constantly)..is what she told me. Well..since then she has met my brother and my sister and my mother and pretty much everyone except my grandmother. Still, that comment has stayed with me and now I have developed a complex about my verbal sharing abilities. So, here you go world. You already know my son, unless your blind. Here are my mother, my sister and my brother along with myself at Xander's birthday party.(Miha's the one at the top with a hand full of beverage). So there. They do exsist. I was not hatched or grown in a petrie dish. Henceforth,until I decide that it's over, I will be showing off my family. So that I may get rid of this guilty feeling in my stomach.

Mmmmm. Birdie.

Hyper Happy!!

Hy-what???

I AM SO SICK OF HEARING ABOUT WOMEN AND THEIR HYMENS! There is no such thing. Ok, there is such a thing, but in reference to it proving virginity there is no such thing. If you believe that your hymen is what proves your virginity and that you will bleed the first time you have sex then I am sorry to say you are wrong. Just wrong. I couldn't say it any better than this-"In late 2005 Monica Christiansson, former maternity ward nurse and Carola Eriksson, a PhD student at Umeå University announced that according to studies of medical literature and practical experience, the hymen should be considered a social and cultural myth, based on deeply rooted stereotypes of womens' roles in sexual relations with men. Christiansson and Eriksson support their claims by pointing out that there are no accurate medical descriptions of what a hymen actually consists of. Statistics presented by the two show that fewer than 30% of all women who have gone through puberty and have consensual intercourse bleed the first time. Christiansson has expressed an opinion that the use of the term "hymen" should be discontinued and that it should be considered an integral part of the vaginal opening."
There is a ton of literature out there that consistently proves this point, so please if you do not believe me then look for yourself.
What prompted this outburst? This.

Continuing along the poor me, my heart is so fragile tangen; Maybe myself, and others with the same problems of the heart, should get out of our heads. I think I have spent far to much time worrying about finding someone to love me and consequently never learned to love myself. Which you might be happy to hear is changing abruptly. I have also spent WAY to much time trying to be what I think others want me to be, and that is changing not so abruptly. Only recently have I realized that I am not exactly dumb, nor am I unattractive and despite my rage issues I am pretty easy to get along with:) And how, you may ask, have I come to all of these startling conclusions?? Well, it is a little unknown form of therapy called Xander Brody. Now instead of focusing my energy on all of my shortcomings I get to raise a sweet little boy. This may not sound like the best compensation to some, but let me finish.
The opinions I have formed of myself have pretty much been flushed down the toilet. I am Mommy and at this point I am great. And yes, I do realize that eventually there will be times when he isn't so fond of me, but so long as I can create a creative, nurturing and constructive enviornment for him..I don't need to be his best friend all the time. I know the kind of ethics and values I want to instill in my son and regardless if they conform to social norms or not, I am confident that I can raise him to be fearless, selfconfident and intelligent. So, for once in my life I have created something perfect. HE is perfect. And for once in my life I am confident that I know what I'm doing. It's not about me anymore, not directly anyhow. That's enough philosophical introspection for today........................................

I Must Laugh or I will Cry.

I've recently learned that the rest of the world is just as stressed out and critical of themselves as I am. I have always thought that the very things that make life hard would get easier as I got older. You know, things like matters of the heart, love...um...love and love. This belief in the innate perfection of age has been the only thing that has nurtured what hope is left for my heart. I came across a group of people that are slightly older than I recently at a get together and realized there is no hope for the human emotion love. Not only is love confusing and painful when you're in your twenties, but the longer you try the worse it gets.
So, I've decided..like many other of my twenty something friends...that love is not going to be taken so seriously anymore. Now, when I say this I do not refer to the love of your family or even food for that matter. I am refering to love of another in the grand search for a partner.

I have decided to take what connections I may make for what they are and not to expect eternity from them. For the experience of romantic love is fairly new concept in the grand scheme of society and I for one do not have the energy to be a guinea pig for this little experiment. Anyone want to arrange a marriage for me????(please tell me you know that i'm joking.)

This semester is almost over. Next Wednesday will be my last day. WooHoo!! Taking classes in the spring has it's advantages, but I'm not looking forward to next spring. I have met some interesting people in my 2D design class. Which is always a bonus. I think I'm pretty easy to get along with, but I definately can't say I make friends easily, so it was nice to meet a group of people that I could have a decent conversation with. Since my conversations usually involve strange, confused looks and blank stares. From me mostly.

I have many big plans for the 2 months I will be sans school work. So far a trip to Kentucky to visit with ma famille is set for the weekend before fourth of July. I'm planning on staying for at least a week. I hope the dogs survive.

After that, I am planning on taking Xander all over the place. He's so energetic and I rarely have time to take him anywhere except the park or the hands-on museum. I want to take him to the train station because he loves trains. The zoo of course. The water park. The airport (the annarbor airport, not metro!). And anyplace else that I think his little mind and body will be stimulated.

As far as I'm concerned, I will finish the bathroom and hallway. Notice I said I WILL finish, not I'm planning on finishing. And I'm going to take salsa lessons. I've wanted to do that for a while and now I'll have time. Also I'm thinking of starting Xander at piano. He plays with this little keyboard that we have for him and he doesn't just bang on the keys he actually plucks out each little key and he will sit and do that for a good 5 minutes which is probably a world's record for a 2 year old!

Anyhow...check out photobucket. I'm always putting needless amounts of photos on there.

While You Were Sleeping!

I had left Xander in the care of his father while I was doing homework and sorting through other tasks. I thought that since it is father's day they needed some quality bonding time anyhow. I happened to stroll into the living room to see what was going on, because they were being far to quiet, and this is what I found!

My little dirty face baby.

Couldn't you just eat him!!????

Wow! Xander's second birthday party turned out great. I was afraid everyone would not come for fear it would be crowded and hot like last years soiree, but I was pleasantly proven wrong. The weather was absolutely perfect. The cute little airconditioned cottage was opened up to let the outside in! The sun was shining the breeze was...well...breezy, and it was about 75 degrees. Perfection. Granny slaved for days making her famous b-b-que ribs,30 lbs to be exact, and only four pieces were left over. Miha brought her yummy,delicious ,wonderful fatoush because she wouldn't have been welcome without it!(i'm teasing Miha. we love you even without your fatoush) Everyone helped out so much I feel like I really didn't do much of anything except run around in circles like always. Xander, Robert, Zach, Doula and ,the prettiest girl there, Chloe seemed to have a good time. Zach had a big time pulling up the croquet tunnels and the disc golf flags! Robert was checking it all out with his Mommy and knew exactly what to do when it came time to open presents! Xander liked playing with the birdies and racket. So did Granny! And I think Miha enjoyed the bubbles more than the kids! Uncle J.D's gift of matchbox cars insued some fighting, but no permanent damage was done!
Xander made out like a bandit as usual and had such a big time he passed out before the party was over.
Check out more (many more!) pics in photobucker s'il vous plait!

My first photography project and I recieved an A!I didn't particularly think they turned out all that great, but I'll take it! We had to capture the following ideas; contrast of value,similarity of hue, texture as pattern, rhythm of line, repetition of shape, symmetrical and assymetrical, and variety of size. Check out all of them in photobucket s'il vous plait.

The blue buddies here are meant to capture similarity of hue.

Um...yeah.

I'm taking time out of my insanely busy week to say this; Human beings still, still, have the ability to dumbfound me. I really didn't think it was possible anymore, but it is. There are many, many happenings in the world that should upset and depress us. Maybe even our own lives become a little more than we can handle at times. For instance, the Haditha killings sent me into a deep depression for days. The fact that people want to ban gay marriage, abortion and guns bothers me also. I am in a constant state of frustration and anger due the behaviour of a certain significant others family AND....and, I also worry for the future of my son. His education. His family structure. Will the planet still be livable when he is grown?
These are all things that can be considered upsetting. These are ALL things that , even singly, could be enough to send me to the doctor and or psychiatrist.(this is another discussion all together!)
KATIE COURIC LEAVING THE TODAY SHOW IS NOT A REASON TO GET DEPRESSED,CONFUSED, DISORIENTED,OR ANYTHING EVEN CLOSE TO THROWING YOU OFF BASE.
And why is the "medical establishment grappling with epidemic of Couric related disorders"??
Are you kidding me!!???? ......................"Next to death, divorce and disease, the loss of a longtime television personality is the greatest trauma a person can suffer,".....Um,yeah.....Turn off the T.V people. Just turn it off and back away slowly.

What What What??!!!!!

Good grief. Changing your clothes while driving....their kidding, right?