Here's the thing....

... about the stupid Miss USA / Carrie Prejean thing. If you don't know, during the interview portion of the pageant, Prejean was asked her opinion on same-sex marriage and her answer was "I believe marriage should be between a man and a woman, no offense to anyone out there.." Openly gay (and more openly annoying) blogger Perez Hilton was a judge...obviously her answer did not please him (and others),,,,,,,,,,annnnd so began a huge controversy in the pageant world, the media, and the public with people demanding she be stripped of her crown. Blah, blah, blah, Donald Trump said she's keeping the crown (of which she was stripped *pun!!* a short while later for being stupid and taking nakey photos, but that's another story) yada, yada, yada.
So here's my point.. America... would you rather have representing you as Miss USA a woman who answered a question by giving her raw, honest opinion on a very sensitive subject KNOWING it could actually hurt her and/or jeopardize her chances of winning...
ORRRRRRR.....
A woman who hid behind a lie when she answered the question out of fear of it having a negative impact on her chances in the competition and affecting her public reputation... ???

Childhood Memories...

I've been thinking a lot about my childhood. How when you're a kid, you don't even know there is a "weight of the world". Life is purely about what happens between waking up and going to sleep. Nothing further. Not about whether or not you can afford those shoes and can't remember if you paid for health insurance this month. Nothing bad can happen to you because your parents are a forcefield..nothing gets past mom & dad. No worries. There are no worries. The things you cry over are why you couldn't walk to Allison's house to play after you didn't eat your carrots. Or your rabbit dying. Or because you DON'T WANT TO WEAR PANTYHOSE UNDER YOUR MAJORETTE COSTUME TO MARCH IN THE CHRISTMAS PARADE, DANGIT!!!
So anyway... I'm on this little journey of change in my life. Change in a lot of areas. Or maybe just one or two areas that affect the other areas, I don't know. Whatever it is, it has me thinking of stuff from my childhood and since you obviously have nothing better to do than sit there reading this, I guess I'll share. But just in list form. So I don't get all detailed and/or mushy and/or depressed and/or whatever.
The list:
Chef Boyardee Spaghetti O's with Meatballs OR Totino's Party Pizza and Ritz Crackers on a tv tray sitting on the green couch beside my brother at Grandmother Margaret's house on Saturday nights watching Hee-Haw, Solid Gold, Lawrence Welk, Mandrell Sisters, TJ Hooker, Hunter, Whatever-Ice-Capade-Happened-To-Be-On-At-The-Moment, and maybe some other tv shows I can't remember...
And this is what I meant by list instead of detailed description. Whatever. The moment passed and I'm done with it for now. Sorry. My Y key is not cooperating and I have to retype every word with a Y in it. That sentence took a while.
I know there's another tv show I'm forgetting... Maybe it'll come to me later.

Yeah.. I haven't felt like blogging.

Sometimes I wish I was a drinker or a smoker. A drinker of really nice, high-priced wine. Just so I could quit and realize how much more money I would have by not buying wine. Or smokes. I mean, sure, the escape from reality for a while would be nice, too, but really it's more about the money.