It's About Damn Time! EQUALITY FOR ALL!

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,521209,00.html

Well I just watched the story about this on a channel I never watch, Fox News, and I was just beside myself when they said they voted in favor of adding the book to the kids reading list. My mom has been an elementary school teacher for about 13 years now and she's actually had a student with two mommies and I witnessed first hand the "teasing and bullying" (I use the term lightly, because the shit that was said is way more than just bullying but what the hell ever) this child put up with because of his parents. I happily stepped right on in and neutralized the situation because I think my mom was just so appalled and shocked that she wasn't sure what to do or what to say. I was just floored that one of the kids had the balls to say to this child, "Your mommies are lesbos so you don't have a reeeeaaaal family. You don't have a daddy! It's like you just live with your grandparents."

Now...I just want to say first off that this kid is lucky I didn't beat the shit out of them because if they'd been 18 I woulda been on their ass like white on rice. Sadly, they weren't. Secondly, I was just MIND BLOWN at the vocaublary and thought process this little shithead had. They used the term "lesbo" and correctly knew the definition of a lesbian and had obviously heard somewhere that "lesbo" is the super nice way to talk about lesbians (bitch please). They also seemed to think that glorious grandparents aren't "real" people because apparently to this little doucher a "real family" is Beaver Fucking Cleaver's family. I know I'm from a close-minded small southern town but DAMN. What the hell are teaching kids when that is their thought process about how things are in the world?! A family is a family!

My other half Frank is from California and he's accepted gays but that's about it. We haven't explored how we're going to raise our son on this issue and I don't plan on talking about it with him. If our son is gay, he's gay and I'm gonna celebrate it and stand by him fighting for more rights for him and his partner just like I have good friends of mine. If he's not gay, I'm going to make sure my little boy doesn't turn up his nose or think he's better than gays. I WILL NOT raise an ignorant prejudice southern biggot who thinks he can say "faggot" or "nigger". If my son ever thinks about saying those words or thinks it's ok to use them, I'll do a hell of a lot more than wash his mouth out with soap. I hope to all things holy that no matter what I do as a mother, I raise a boy who is open minded like me and learns that we're in a different place and time than the Beaver Cleaver years and equality FOR ALL is what's best for this country. I hope he doesn't bully in school. I hope that Frank and I make sure that he never for once thinks that if his mommy and daddy aren't picture perfect by societies standards then that makes us any less of a family.

I wish people would just understand that gays don't have a fucking "agenda". This isn't Middle Earth, Lord of the Rings didn't really happen, there aren't epic fucking uprisings happening in Middle Earth for "The Ole' Ye Gays". Gays aren't plotting a damn diabolical scheme to take over the world-they just want some equal rights because they're people too. I'm proud of the board members that voted for this to be a requirement for kids to read. The school systems shove everything else down our fuckin throats so why not add to the melting pot and give people one more thing to bitch about. I will never tire from hearing old people bitch about how the world is today. NEVER. Time's are changing and if you can't hang, get the hell out. Retire, get rid of your tv, stop reading the paper, move to the mountains and make your own clothes, hunt your own food, pull a Little House on the Prairie and do things your old fashioned way and stay out of the way of those who are trying to pave a path for generations to come.

And that's my 99 cents. Don't like it? Move to the mountains and get off my blog.

Teen Mom

Alright, as a mom to be, Frank and I have gotten all swept up in "Teen Mom". A.) I like talking shit about high school girls, and B.) It makes us feel better about our situation. I've seen all the 16 and Pregnant episodes of theses girls all the way up to the current season. I have so much to say about the girls and the most recent episode.

Caitlyn.

So many people don't like her or get why she's on the show. I get it. I myself was adopted, and althought the circumstances with my birth mother are far from Caitlyn's situation, it's for me personally to see adoption and the healing process through the eyes of a different mother who chose adoption. I love that she and Tyler have, up until Maci and Kyle, had the healthiest relationship on the show. They have such a horrible home situation and to decide on adoption because it was best for Carly takes a lot especially seeing how it's affected Caitlyn's relationship with her mom. Caitlyn's mom is a recovering (and I use the term lightly) drug and alcohol addict and it's obvious. Not only does her appearance scream addict but her erratic bipolar behavior is terrifying and I don't understand how Caitlyn can just sit there and take all the things she says and let them roll off her back. From birth mothers I know who opted for adoption and after mulling over the "what if" in my head when I found out I was pregnant, there's a lot to adoption that people overlook. I think that Caitlyn and Tyler have the biggest emotional, mental, & spiritual growing up to do out of everyone on the show and to see how Tyler handles his father being a hot mess all while being a rock for Caitlyn, it just touches your heart. To see Caitlyn and Tyler at the end of the day, they have only each other and a mere memory of Carly to get themselves through the decision they made to let that baby go to a better home and keep on with life as normally as possible. These two have stolen my heart and I hope they have a fabulous wedding and have babies babies babies down the road that they CAN take care of. Adoption is hard and I commend any and everyone involved in one.

Farrah.

Oh God where do I start? I have never really liked Farrah and the older she gets the more she grows on me but I still can't stand her. I know a lot of why she is so emotionally fucked up is because of the little known death of her boyfriend, Sophia's father. I understand she's heartbroken and all but by actively NOT dealing with it she has caused a bigger mess for her to dig herself out of. I understand crazy mothers better than most because mine is nuts and iconically acts a lot like Farrah's "Debrah" but in the last two episodes I just don't get where this immature and childish hate comes from. My mom has done more than spank me or smack me in the face and I moved on. Does it suck when you find yourself physically and emotionally fighting your own mother? Yes. Is it the end of the world? Hell no. Grow up Farrah. Your mom and dad that you're such a little bitch to have paid for you're maternity clothes, they paid for your doctor bills and they paid for you AND Sophia to live with them. I've got all the baby bills now, these things aren't cheap. Kids are pretty damn expensive and right now even if my dad buys me a taco from Taco Bell, I want to tear up and hug him and say, "Thank you daddy, I swear I'll pay you back $.80". Sure she got this phenominal job at a pizza place where she barely gets by and I commend her for at least trying, but all the things parents do for their kids when they're about to become grandparents should never be overlooked. Farrah has so many anger issues and at least now she knows she needs help, but will she ever get the help she needs? She left Sophia on the kitchen counter and walked away chatting on the phone. WHAT THE HELL!?!?! I know, I KNOW this is not just my newly developed maternal instincts saying WHAT THE HELL FARRAH! PAY MORE ATTENTION TO YOUR CHILD! When she fell off the bed 2 episodes ago I literally, LITERALLY almost shit myself. I thought my water was gonna break and I was gonna go into labor and birth my child 3 months early. Real talk. That's how insanely ridiculously scared I was when I saw and heard that baby hit the ground. Farrah, the world isn't full of mind readers. You will never be treated like an adult if you don't stop dicking around acting like such a cunt to everyone. I hope when you watch this season you cry yourself to sleep for a week straight when you realize how batshit crazy you are.

Amber.

You're a fat bitch. The fact that you sucked up enough coke to last through half the 80's does not take away from the fact that you are still a fat, rude, annoying bitch. You did not lose 19 or however many dress sizes just by working out. We see your fat ass on tv layin around having Gary take care of your child. You don't burn calories by sleeping and yelling at Gary. Don't try and fool me. This pair just blows my mind. Poor Gary. He's just a idiot! That poor guy is just dumb. Plain and simply. Dumb. If Amber will actually sit down and watch the seasons play out on tv maybe she will see what a dumb bitch she is and finally realize that Gary's heart is in the right place and his intentions are good but he's just dumb. I wish Amber would realize that Gary is the only guy in the world that would stay with her and tolerate her so next time he upsets her by breathing, she should maybe shut the fuck up and deal with it. Also, Leah is a satan child. I hope she doesn't ever ever EVER see episodes of Teen Mom when you and fat daddy were fuckin nuts.

Maci.

I saved the best for last. Maci is my favorite because this girl handles everything with as much dignity as she can muster. She always thinks about what really is best for Bentley. The other moms say that they want what's best for "insert baby's name here" but most of their intentions are not in the right place. Maci seems to only think about Bentley and she seems to handle all the situations with her doucher ex-fiance Ryan with her head held high. I'm pretty pissed that in the last episode Ryan suddenly wants Bentley to stay here so he goes to see what he can do to legally keep Maci stuck close to him just because his parents suggested it. Ryan's a douche nozzle and although his new girlfriend seems to be the only one of the two with parental instincts, it's not her damn kid or her place to try and get Bentley to stay there or have more time with Ryan. I love watching Maci and Kyle together and I especially love seeing Kyle with Bentley. Kyle's personality is much like my man's with the "What if's what if's what if's. Don't like em. Worry bout it if it comes". Such a great guy to be not only in Maci's life but in Bentley's life as well. Kudos to Maci for going to school, working, AND being a great mom. Double kudos to having the cutest kid ever.

Teen Mom. A show that I will forever be addicted to. I can't wait to see what I can say about next week. I'm ready to remind the world what a bitch Amber is....

2010 MTV VMA's

MTV’s 2010 Video Music Awards.
One big clusterfuck. This year Chelsea Handler was chosen to host. Let me just start by saying that I LOVE CHELSEA HANDLER. She is rude, crude, foul mouthed, trashy, always drunk, never censors her thoughts or comments, never fails to be brutally honest, hysterical, and has such a beautiful dry sense of humor. Her stand up is outrageous and her show is perfection especially when Ross Matthews is on with her. She’s brilliant and would normally be the perfect choice for such an event but we all must remember that when chosen to host any awards show, there’s already a script mapped out with tons of “funnies” that the host is expected to sell. I think Miss Handler did an outstanding job with what she was given. Would it have been better if she could have just gotten to say what she had to say? Yes. Should she have gotten more air time? Yes. Everything about the VMA’s filming was so painfully awkward this year!
The red carpet. AWFUL. Some of the entrances were amazing, but as a friend of mine pointed out, the vj’s simply sucked. MTV threw in a bunch of no names that no one wants to see interview anyone. There was too much chaos going on with outdoor performances and early awards being given out that so many of the interviews and entrances were ruined. 30 Seconds to Mars had a super gnarly idea for an entrance by playing off their nominated video “Kings and Queens”. Jared Leto has always brilliantly tied every project they’re doing to coincide with whatever event they are attending. He’s an artist and always tries to keep a theme in mind. The grand entrance on the bikes using Echelon as a part of it was brilliant but the interview was so painfully awkward. Let the artist do their thing, then queue your awful vj to poorly execute an “interview”, ok MTV? More red carpet disaster (and I’m not talking about Firecrotch Lohan) was awarding Lady Gaga two random ass awards before the show started. Next time, just recognize the awards not “officially” presented somewhere in the middle of the show before you cut to a commercial and let the audience know who won and leave it at that. It was just awkward and weird and I would have much rather enjoyed a better interview with the lady of the night who had SO many things to talk about rather than giving her a lame award that no one will be talking about.
Performances? Where to start? Taylor Swift, I fell asleep while you were singing your stupid Kanye song. Get laid already and stop playing the sweet and innocent card. It’s not cute anymore and I’m tired of your songs. I wish I still liked you…but you’re dunzo. Emenim you did amazing but why oh why did you ever agree to a duet with an artist who time after time performs horribly live? Rhianna never has been good live and word was that she wasn’t going to make it due to filming her movie in Hawaii and then BAM there she is in a ballet Barbie meets combat Rambo “outfit” looking and sounding awful. Then we have my least favorite thing about the night…Nikki Whateverherlastnameis’s performance. Who is this crazy scary bitch and where did her talentless beluga whale ass wash up from? Bitch you wonder why some black women get a rep for being trashy…you madam epitomized it with 3 seconds of being on stage of your performance with Will. I. Am! It’s great and all that you could safely go jogging at night in that little git up you wore but seriously? Girl with an ass that big and a suit that tiny and tight, I was getting uncomfortable and claustrophobic just WATCHING you dance around making the most disgustingly awkward faces. Not a good look at all and I wish Will. I. Am hadn’t been in such an awkward “black man” outfit. We already have a Lady Gaga kiddos, ergo the days of being all Bjork and creative are over. Leave it Gaga and her FABULOUS meat dress to be creative, different, edgy, and new.
As for the winners, the only one I didn’t agree with was Justin Beiber winning best new artist. I kinda think that the amazingly trashy Ke$ha should have won. Yeah I’ve about had enough of her but I feel like Justin Beiber coulda nabbed it last year. Just a thought.
Highlights of the evening? GAGA. SIMPLY GAGA. Lady Gaga swept the awards this year winning damn near everything. Bravo bitch, you deserved it. Lady Gaga looked disgustingly fierce ALL night! Her tribute opening McQueen dress was out of this world. She also had very appropriate speeches for each award she accepted. It was also nice to see her so humbled and grateful every time she was on the stage. When Cher presented the most coveted award of the night, it was like the stars aligned for those few moments when Cher and Gaga were sharing the stage in all their divaness. I commend Lady Gaga for outspoken she was the entire night about her guests she brought with her and how much she was advocating for the discharged service men and women.
I suppose that’s all I can say about the 2010 VMA’s. Can’t wait for next years!

Body Modifications

Ok, I am covered with tattoos. I've had my nose pierced since I was 18. I've had my lips pierced...and that's about it. I get the desire to pierce and ink and whatever to your body. What I don't get is being a "modified" person where you actually get silicon inserts of shapes into your body...like this....

WTF!?!?!?! WHAT IS THIS ABOUT!?!?! WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT IS "COOL" OR EVEN REMOTELY THE SAME AS PLASTIC SURGERY!?!? I'm not for or against plastic surgery. Do I want to get a boob job after baby is born if my boobs deflate like sad little balloons that have been lingering 5 days after the party is over? Well yeah! I don't want saggy gross boobs at 23...I do not however want Heidi Montag Frankentittays. I don't see the craziness in something like that. I do however see the sheer stupidity and craziness in getting a damn brass knuckle on your chest.

It's stupid and trashy and if you're into that kind of thig, great. You're gross and yes I do think less of you because I'm creeped the hell out from it and from people who think it's seriously and honestly "cool". Dermal implants are fucking sick. If you really need to change your body THAT much then maybe you and Heidi Montag or Jocelyn Wildenstein should become bff's and ride to Dr. 90210 together.

http://perezhilton.com/2010-09-16-goosebumps_movie_in_the_works_carl_ellsworth_writing_screenplay

HOLY AMAZABAWLS

I never thought they would do this! Are these books still as big as they were when I was younger!??!!? How badass would that be if my son got to grow up to Goosebumps movies being made into films!?!? I always thought it would be awesome to make these books into actual feature films, not just...whatever it is they made that they called "movies". One more reason why I LOVE the 90's.

Glee can't win them all...

http://perezhilton.com/2010-09-16-no_frank_n_furter_tim_curry_turns_down_glee

Bits and pieces of my little drama kid heart and soul died today.

Turns out Glee can't win over every single artist. It seems every week one more outstanding artist is releasing a statement about how they don't want the show to cover any of their songs! Red Hot Chili Peppers just said it would take away from their music. Sad freakin stuff man...some of the greatest most iconic artists are saying no...

I get it and I don't. They haven't made all the songs great...some of them they've kind of ruined for me but some of them have been outstanding. Thoughts?

Little Frankie Wood Roberts

Well today I am exactly 27 weeks along with this very scary and exciting pregnancy. That means that in 90 days little Frank Wood Roberts will be gracing us with his presence. I absolutely cannot wait.

This started out as a huge shock, because I've never been the girl that wanted kids...ever. As a matter of fact I was pretty set on never having kids because I simply never wanted them. I was fine with always being Auntie Meg and never being a mom. Well, that quickly changed. Frank and I found out and it wasn't the best day of our lives. So many people seem to want to see us fail or bother us with worries and reminders of what's to come, but what people don't know is we had our breakdown. We had our hour of darkness and we're both ashamed of how it happened. We were falling apart by March because we were a new couple wrapped up in the honeymoon stage of our relationship and it got to be too much. Things were fixed for a while and in May we lost it. We screamed at the top of our lungs. We pushed, we pulled, we cried, we yelled, we punched things, he fought to leave, I fought for him to stay, I fought for him to just leave and let me "take care of" the "baby situation", he fought for me to stay and start a family with him. Our last late night battle came after I was hospitalized for pain and I thought I lost the baby. I thought it was us being selfish horrible people that had pushed my body so far I had hurt the baby and I went in to a dark place and despite the fighting, Frank didn't leave my side. He held my hand every second I cried, he wiped my tears away when the pain wouldn't stop, he waited on me hand and foot telling me that he loved me and everything was going to be ok. I was terrified and we didn't even tell my parents I was in the hospital. I wanted so desperately to call them and have them there but I was so scared I'd lost the baby the last thing I wanted to do was call them in the middle of the night and say "please come to the hospital I think I'm having a miscarriage and by the way I'm pregnant".

I would take my alcohol problem and party years over that time in my life. I've never been more devestated or disgusted with myself. I hated myself for putting a new life in so much danger...and to this day Frank and I fight and say "well maybe you should rethink that because I'll leave you if you do that" but in all honesty, I couldn't and wouldn't have endured any of it if I hadn't had him. If it had been any other guy, I wouldn't be where I am now. We were laying in bed last night ready to go to sleep and Frank asked me what I would honestly be doing if I wasn't having a baby...I told him I think I would have pushed him away because when I took the pregnancy tests, just hours before Frank was telling me he was done and didn't know if he wanted to stay or not...I thought I would have driven him away and I told him I would have done what I'm famous for doing. I'd gather my shit and leave. I'd go to a new place and start over because the heartbreak of being so close to him would have killed me...

I don't always agree with Frank. We are black and white. We are polar opposites. We couldn't disagree more on almost any and everything. I'm starting to think that's why we fit. Neither of us bend for each other. We're both so stubborn we fight over the smallest and the biggest stuff...but it's 90% of the time when we're just hanging out or laying on the bed talking to each other about our dreams and goals for the future together that we get along better than peanut butter and jelly. It's times when he comes home and gives me a big bear hug and says he "just wants to hold us" and gives me a kiss on the forehead that I know we can do it. It's when he walks in the door with flowers for no reason at all and kisses me and tells me he loves me that I know he's it.

When we told my mom I was pregnant, she asked Frank-why me, why is he with me, how am I not too much, doesn't he get fed up, doesn't he want to leave, does he want to stick around and commit the rest of his life to me and our son, am I worth it? My mom is a bitch like that, she never has seemed to understand that I am actually lovable and have a string of guys calling me 'the one that got away'. She doesn't get why anyone dates me. I don't mind, I don't get why my dad stays with her sometimes. It evens out. I was hurt though when she asked Frank because Frank is the only guy I've ever felt this way over and he's the father of my baby and I love him to the moon and back and I know he loves me just as much...and I was scared of how he would answer. When she said "don't you find her to be the most difficult person to deal with Frank?" he responded without missing a beat - "difficult but rewarding....and the reward outweighs everything. No we don't say how much we love each other all the time when we're around yall or even between just us and that doesn't mean I don't love her. That means we love each other so much, we're so in love with each other we feel it when we're in the same room and it isn't always necessary for me to verbalize it. I'm not trying to convince myself that I love your daughter, I know I love her...and I know I want a future with her and our son. I want a family with them and I don't want either of you questioning that."

I can hear him say those words as if he just spoke them sitting on our couch at the ranch. When I get scared or discouraged or upset, I remember that NO, we have no clue what the hell we're doing. We know nothing about being parents. We know nothing about raising a baby. But YES, we know everything about love and endurance. We know everything about rising from our ashes and making the best out of what we've got. We know everything about our friendship which will carry us to the stars and back when everything seems to not be working. Our friendship saves our relationship almost everyday. It's what helps us know our son is going to be fine. Frank is what makes me happy to start a family. Frank is what makes me happy period.

Every time we go to the doctor and get an update on little Frankie, everytime I see his sonogram pictures, everytime I feel him kick or move around, everytime Frank puts his hand on my stomach and talks to our son I fight back tears because I'm so happy with what I've got. It wasn't the way I ever dreamed or planned it would be. It's better. I am madly in love with the man of my dreams and I'm being blessed with an amazing baby boy. My family is on board now, his family is on board and it's just us waiting until our beautiful little boy gets here. I'm excited because as much as my life will continue to change, I know it's changing for the better...and I'm perfectly fine with that.

Frank Wood Roberts, you're in for one hell of a ride when you get here...we can't wait. 90 days.

All You Need is Love

I'm always quick to apologize, but that doesn't always mean I'm sorry for what I said or did. I usually specifically say that I'm sorry for making you feel a certain way. Over the last few months, everyone ranging from close friends, to my own family, to Frank himself....everyone seems to have gone out on a limb to say or do something to upset me or make me feel like myself and Baby Frankie are just a burden that no one wants to deal with. Feeling what I've felt should and would anger most, but I don't like being hurt and I don't like hurting those I love even when they strike first, so I'm always quick to fix a situation and let by gones be by gones. Because I'm such a forgiving person I don't see the use in making things awkward or drawn out when they can be fixed by everyone swallowing their pride and either apologizing or accepting an apology. I'm not always the one that's ready to make nice per say...but I'm at least willing to accept that the offer to fix things is on the table.

It hits me every now and then how soon little Frankie is going to be here and I know he can hear and feel what all goes on around him. I don't want him to feel anger, or frustration I feel. I want him to feel the yearning for things to always be right between all the voices he's hearing around him. I want him to know that all the voices he hears are people that love him and can't wait for him to be here and I want him to know that everyone is happy with everyone and he's got a lot to look forward to when he gets here. It breaks my heart to think of him hearing the hurtful things that everyone including myself say about others. I never took into consideration how different Frank and I are until we don't see eye to eye on something. He's a prideful person who does everything with passion and he's a stubborn person willing to hold a grudge against the world just for the sake of not giving in first. Over the last couple of years I've learned to push my pride aside because it became a downfall for me. I also do everything passionately because I love and hate so hard. I'm stubborn but I'm merciful and really do want constant peace: a concept that I know is ludacris and unrealistic but something I yearn for none the less. I hope our son inherits a bit of all these qualities from both of us, but ultimately I hope he learns from what he's hearing now and I hope he understands that losing every fight, giving in first, waving a white flag, saying sorry even when you're not always in the wrong, picking and chosing your battles, being forgiving: ALL of it is worth it for love. Saying you're sorry can fix someone's world and if it's really just you biting your tongue and holding back then so be it because sometimes it's not always about what you want or need, sometimes it's about someone else.

It's not about my friends, it's not about my parents, or brothers, or sisters, or grandparents. It's not about any of Frank's family, it's not about myself or Frank. It's not about what any of us think or want or feel. It's not about us.
It's about little Frank Wood Roberts and it's about HIM being happy and learning to LOVE.

I hope he's getting the message of how I feel right now so he knows he's loved and things will be ok...and at the end of the day, through laughter, through tears, through the screaming and fighting, through the agreements and camaraderie, forgivness and apologies....it's about LOVE.

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