Saturday, December 13, 2014

Monster Judgements

Twelve days until Santa arrives and so it's that time to generate a video from Santa letting my little one know she has made the nice list again this year!  I can not fathom what actions would result in actually labeling my child as naughty.  Is she perfect?  No, but she is your average 7 year old.  She hates to pick up after herself, you sometimes have to tell her something repeatedly and sometimes she mouths back or acts out.  I find that if I do not provide enough activities to burn off the wonderful energy of youth that she tends to act out more, so if she is acting "naughty" my first resort is to find something fun and physical for her to do.  Nine times out of ten, it works.  Simply put all four of the kids make the nice list every year because they are great kids and we love them unconditionally.  So as I search for a picture of what she asked for (Monster High and Ever After Dolls) I stumbled across this.  I will pause while you read it so we are all on the same page.

Let me begin by pointing out that I prefer to use the word "ugly" to describe someone with a bad attitude / unfavorable personality, not to describe people by their physical appearance.  So for a mother, and a "Christian" woman to encourage the use of the adjective ugly to describe appearances is "ugly" to me.  Second of all- when the heck did Barbie become a symbol of modesty?  She is white, blond, has huge boobs, a tiny waist and then Kardashian booty.  I mean sure, she has her token black friend, but I have noticed more than once that her token friend is priced a lot cheaper than the more popular Barbie.  She reinforces what every magazine cover and movie star is telling our society:  Unless you are crazy thin with perfect perky HUGE breasts and curve to your hips with a thigh gap, you are not role model worthy. 
  
Are those stilettos?  Mini skirts?  Tattoos?  GASP!


Bring in Monster High/ Bratz/ Ever After dolls.  They have breasts, but they are tiny and not a focal point in any of their clothing.  Sure they wear stilettos, but last time I checked, Barbie's plastic feet were in a permanent curve from her never ending supply of stiletto heels herself.  To me, Monster High dolls if anything embrace being different.  Having scars, imperfections, different skin color.  There is not one leader to the pack, all characters are equal, but different in appearance.  Ever After dolls are daughters of popular fairy tale characters.  And Bratz are just smaller boobed versions of Barbie.  But guess what, these characters are not running off, marrying their perfect Ken, living up in the Dream House, with their 2.5 kids and white picket fence.  They aren't vets and astronauts.  They are every day high school students, parents of popular mythical creatures.  So what is the issue?  And to quote Ms. Holier than Thou Thomas, "  My opinion is that they normalize the occult."  Oh give me a freaking break.
Monster High & Ever After Dolls
 

THIS is why I can not be part of Christianity or any organized religion.  Because you take something as harmless as a doll created from imagination and you make it about worshipping evil.  Well, Ms. Holier than Thou, my little heathen not only owns 666 of these dolls, but I also demoed the freakin Dream House and renovated it into the Dark House.  Oh yeah, there are skulls and bats and blackness and spiders.  I should have thought to add a room for sacrifices, but it slipped my mind at the time.  Did I mention my little girl falls in the age group of 6-12?  She also has some missing teeth, making it appear that she has fangs right now.  Someone schedule an exorcism STAT. 

P.S...this is where I add that of course you had to mention you were searching for a white sweater...if we didn't have a clue on how pure and perfect you and your heavenly offspring are, we sure do now.  By the way, I bought my daughter a black sweater for her concert- it even sparkles just like the sinful sequins on her dress!

And to quote you again, " Do people really see these horrid things as innocuous playthings for their children?  It’s hard to fathom."  Well, Ms. Holier, yes I LOVE these dolls.  I wanna be one of these dolls with their hot pink hair and piercing green eyes!  I want blue skin and I want my best friend to be an offspring of a freakin werewolf because I would rather believe in these mythical creatures than to judge others and look down my nose unto those not as holy as you.  But don't worry, I would NEVER want my child to play with your child.  Because my child is innocent and nonjudgmental and doesn't believe that if they do wrong or play with a doll that looks different they were burn in an eternal fire.  You want to talk about freakish or gory?  Have you read your Bible?  I mean there is incest, rape, murder and other horrid stories sure to give any kids nightmares. 

THIS is why I can't have solid faith.  Because here I am minding my own business, not caring what other allow their children to play with while you are over there writing a blog bashing my parenting choices.  It's okay though because while your child will be receiving their pure white basin to hold their holy water, on Christmas day my child will be running down the stairs to see what the magical and wonderful Santa brought for her.  And guess what....oh yeah....lots of Monster High, lots of Ever After and lots of love.  Didn't you know that even heathens love the season?

My child right now talks a lot about one day operating her own animal sanctuary.  She loves making gifts.  She loves her family and friends.  She is a Girl Scout, which embraces God.  She has attended Bible School so that she can be exposed to what I do not teach at home.  I volunteer my time and love to give to those in need.  I love to do random acts of kindness.  We trick or treat...we dress up (past two years my daughter was a Monster High figure).  If my girls get a tattoo when they are of age or tell me they are lesbians or decide to convert to any religion of their choice- I will love, embrace and support their choices.  People do not need religion to be good.  Children can play with dolls that are different from the norm and still be innocent and good.  And you can be religious and not judge.  You should try it sometime. 


Thursday, April 24, 2014

One Mama's Opinion on Common Core

**Disclaimer:  I am not a teacher.  I am a parent of two school aged children.  Every splendid word you are about to read is my opinion based on what I have read and seen in regards to Common Core.  I encourage anyone who is unsure of what Common Core entails to research the topic and form your own opinion from what your research finds.**

Common Core.  Sigh.  A term that we hear quite often, but yet I don't know if anyone fully understands what it really means.  I really think that there isn't any aspect of it that is easy to understand.  As a parent this is frustrating- I can't even imagine being a child trying to learn with the Common Core standards.  Especially if you have any learning difficulties.

Apparently "someone" thought the American education system was failing.  I am not sure who "they" are that make these decisions.  So in effort to become globally competitive and make sure all children got the same education country wide, no matter what state they live in "they" came up with Common Core.  Fabulous, except for as a parent, I don't care about how my daughters match up globally.  And honestly just because a kid in Alabama doesn't learn the Dewey Decimal system, but a kid in New Jersey does, I really don't think the Jersey kid has an advantage.  I care that my children get a decent foundation of education.  I care that they are happy and have a carefree childhood because sooner rather than later, they will be burden with the worries of adulthood.  I care that they be able to read, to write, to do addition, to subtract.  I care that they get to enjoy recess, to enjoy art and music. 

There is also the slight issue that Common Core is attempting to teach a broad range of children with a one-size-fits-all attitude.  Which is why our initial classic education system is deemed as failing.  Think about a career.  Say a doctor.  Not every person is cut out to be a doctor.  Not every person would thrive in that position.  Not every person would be capable of the level of education that is required for a medical degree.  So there are specific college courses that cater specifically to this career.  Someone who was pursuing an engineering degree would not take these courses.  Why do we allow adults the freedom to pursue which classes best suit them but not children? 

My oldest daughter is bubbly, funny and social.  As a parent, I really have to stay on top of her about homework and putting forth effort.  When she does put the effort forth, she does well at general level classes.  I really look forward to when she is a junior and a senior as she will be able to take a course at the local vocational school.  I think she will love the hands on learning approach rather than sitting in a classroom seven hours a day.  She is expected to earn a Regents Diploma, which terrifies me.  I think she would easily earn a Non-Regents Diploma, but that is no longer an option.  The very thought makes me want to cry for her.  She is smart and I have no doubt that she will be able to succeed in life without ever taking Chemistry or Physics.  We no longer have the choice to opt out of the lab sciences (update:  I have been told that Living Sciences is the only lab they must take, but they do require 3 credits for Sciences). 

That being said, she will graduate after struggling for a year to do her Chemistry homework but she will not be taught in school to balance a checkbook, to file income taxes, how to participate in a job interview, how to grow her own food, how to change a car's oil, how to create and stick to a household budget, CPR and other skills that are essential in life.  She, and many others, will graduate never have been taught any of these basics.  Thank the Heavens above she will have studied the Periodic Table though.  That is certainly going to help if anyone ever stops breathing in her presence.  Luckily I can teach her a majority of those skills, other children will not be so fortunate. 

As shocking as the concept may be, I don't work full time by choice.  It comes from need.  Otherwise, I think by this point both my girls would be home schooled at least until they voiced a desire to go to public school.  Please let it be known my teenager has actually asked me to please home school her.  I froth at the mouth with envy over my friends who have made that decision.  I have a new friend who is fascinating to me.  She lives on the road with her family, traveling state to state in their RV following her husband's work requirements.  Not only do they save on housing costs, can you imagine the experiences her children are getting?  The different cultures and landscapes they get to see- it is just amazing.  Nothing that a classroom would ever be able to provide.  (Sliding in a shout out to her blog The Boho Hobos- check it out!)

Another homeschooling Mama that I adore just recently hatched chicks from eggs that her daughters helped incubate and prepare for hatching.   Her one daughter sewed a doll for her other daughter as a Christmas gift.  It was better than I could have ever done! 

We are not all meant to be diplomats, inventors, engineers or doctors.  Some of us lead ordinary lives and go the rest of our lives without ever having to use the FOIL method again.  I think schools should use elementary to set a very basic foundation and then allow students to pursue different classes in high school.  Interested in the medical field?  Great, here are the Biology courses you can choose from.  Interested in Accounting?  Great, here are the Math classes you will need.  Cosmetology?  Sign here for technical school. 

I really don't think the Federal Government needs to be putting their two cents in on the topic of education.  I find it very ironic that they show so much concern over school attacks (shootings/ stabbings) but what do they do the minute someone upsets them?  They wage war, chock full of violence.  It is well known that bullying is a major problem in public schools, but when was the last time you saw an election that didn't include smear campaigns?  Bullying at it's finest.  They line their pockets while cutting funding to the schools, increasing classroom size and decreasing the amount of one on one attention each child will receive.  They will send millions to other countries but ignore the American family living in the streets.  No, I don't think the Feds are in a position to make any decisions regarding the children of this country.  Not until they shed their hypocritical skins and lead by example. 

And don't just blame Obama, Bush lit this fire with No Child Left Behind which started the push on standardized testing.  Common Core has just changed the testing involved.  Mr. President, no matter what kind of testing, curriculum or policy you roll out as long as you have children with empty bellies, bruises from last night's abuse on their body or learning disabilities courtesy of all the chemicals you allow to be pumped into Americans in order to feed your greed, nothing will change academically.  You will still place behind China and Japan.  Don't worry though, if that truly upsets you, you can just go ahead and wage war on them. 





  

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Oh the places I will go...

I love to travel and will be road tripping it (my favorite way to travel) to Illinois next month. So excited! Just found this cook website that helps map how much of the United States you have seen. Although I am happy knowing I have been to a quarter of the states, my goal is to visit at least half the states if not more.
visited 12 states (24%)
Create your own visited map of The United States or Triposo world travel guide for Android

Friday, April 4, 2014

Year of the Sloth Mama

We have all heard of the term "Tiger Mother".  Defined as a mother who is overly strict with her child in order to foster an academically competitive spirit. This form of upbringing is intended to direct a child towards financially successful careers at the potential risk of feeling emotionally unfulfilled and/or socially inept.  Based off of this definition, I am going to have to nickname myself a Sloth Mama. 


Tiger Mothers probably wake up in a pool of sweat screaming after having nightmares about becoming the kind of mother I am.  Starting with overly strict...now I guarantee that my teenager would tell you I am strict, but I am not.  I once got into a debate online with a woman who said that allowing your children to dye their hair and wear Victoria's Secret would for sure result in a teenage pregnancy.  My teenager's hair is currently at probably 7 different shades thanks to a trip to the local cosmetology school for some highlights.  I look at it like I'd rather have her experiment with hair color than other things like drugs and sex.  Now I have yet to say yes to any piercings other than ear lobes, but I am still not feeling worthy of a Tiger roar. 

There are "daily" chores assigned to every member of the family, but I put blinders on to lazy days where we all slack at what our assigned chores are.  More often my house is in a state where I prefer to lock the door than allow visitors in, but if I died tomorrow I wouldn't want my last thought to be at least my house is clean.  We actually spend a lot of time just relaxing at home, together.  I don't set limits (i.e. two hours of television a day, no electronics after 6pm, etc).  Right now I am vegged out in the recliner, typing away at this post while my oldest has fallen asleep on the couch with her little sister snuggled against her watching cartoons.  Dishes are in the sink, the house could be picked up but we have designated Friday nights as our "lazy night".  Basically being a little slack on the chores, don't cause my claws to come out. 

In fact our schedule is pretty lax most nights.  The very thought of hauling the kids from one scheduled activity/lesson/practice to the next gives me anxiety.  M (my youngest) just finished a 5 week swimming course.  She does Girl Scouts and will soon start T-ball.  P (my oldest) does cheerleading during football season.  She has actually participated in cheerleading every since she was 7 years old.  They both have dabbled in gymnastics, soccer, dance.  If they get into an activity they find themselves really not enjoying, I don't force them to continue with it.  I don't want them to fear trying something new out of fear they will hate it and be stuck doing it.  If I had a job I hated, I wouldn't stick with it just because I accepted the position.  I doubt Tigers actually do too much they hate either. 

Academically, both girls are average students.  They both have their areas they struggle in and you know what?  I am okay with that.  I don't expect 99 averages on everything and accept that not everyone learns the same and excels the same.  Prepare yourself- I don't even force the idea of college.  *Gasp*  Now granted I do encourage learning skills that set them aside from others in the workforce but I recognize that not everyone needs college (and the burden of debt after school) in order to succeed.  The very concept of being a Tiger Mother is to set aside emotional concerns in order to assure financial security and success.  This to me sends a message that money = success.  That achieving money is the goal in life.  I am not okay with that message.

Money does not equal happiness or success in life.  Look at the recent suicide of L'Wren Scott, a talented and loved woman who ended her life at the very thought of not being rich.  I want the girls to be comfortable in life but I don't think that a six figure salary is the answer to it all.  I think there are many honorable careers/ life choices that do not require a degree.  I want to encourage my girls to do something they enjoy in life, to choose their own path and have a voice in who they become.  I think a strong sense of self is worth more than a fat paycheck.  Would you rather have your child known as loving, caring and kind or as successful and wealthy? 

I am not saying that I wouldn't be thrilled for the girls if they ended up filthy rich, but what I am saying is I am not willing to sacrifice my children's emotional needs in the hopes that they will be a CEO.  When you teach your child to repress emotions and social needs, you are robbing them of compassion.  You teach them to not consider other's feelings when it can be an obstacle to financial gain.  This is a dangerous, slippery slope to send them down on their way into adulthood.  I once had the opportunity to review a book written by a psychologist in regards to psychopathy.  Some of his colleagues theorize that psychopathy is part of evolution.  While I can see how the lack of emotion would be beneficial to survival of the fittest, this theory scares the heck out of me.  Can you imagine the kind of world we will exist in when greed trumps emotion?  I sure hope I am not around to see it.  Or my kids for that matter.

Tiger Moms don't just repress their children emotionally but socially as well.  They do not acknowledge the importance of peers.  Both of making friends and losing friends.  Just recently my youngest expressed sadness at the realization that one of her treasured friendships was becoming a distant one.  This is part of growing up, we have all been there.  Friends that we once considered to be our closest friend become acquaintances.  It is a painful process to come to terms with but just as important to social development as making friends is.  When we don't learn what it is like to make friends, it creates a lonely existence.  When we don't learn what it is like to lose friends, we can't cope well with loss or changes in life.  We lose the ability to adapt, to compromise and to empathize.  Social and emotional wellness are just as, if not more important than financial wellness in the balance of life. 

Since I believe in the practices of attachment parenting, I place high priority on my children's emotional needs.  I don't believe in letting a baby cry or that you can spoil a child with too much affection.  I co slept with both girls.  The activities they are involved in is for the main goal of interaction with peers in order to develop social relationships.  I strongly believe in Erik Erikson's theory on psychosocial development and changing social dynamics based on the age of a person.  By the way, Erikson lacked a Bachelor's Degree but taught at highly respected schools such as Yale and Harvard. 

Everything is open in my house.  Minds, conversations, schedules, opportunities, arms.  I am not perfect and so I do not demand perfection.  I am happy being a Sloth Mama, whose young cuddle and cling to them until they are ready let go and try the world out for themselves.  Being a Sloth Mama who shows the way of the world, how to survive but also allowing for falls, for learning.  And even when they are ready to take the world on for themselves, they can keep me in reach for when they need support.  I don't want them to become the alpha Sloth or the Queen of the Sloths, but just a contributing member of the herd.  Laid back, non-predatory, harmless. 

Plus, we are pretty dang cute.  Sloth Mamas Unite!


Monday, March 31, 2014

Motivate to Move It!!

It's been a year since I last posted my Top 100 songs to work out to!  For anyone like me, keeping a refreshed playlist is a must for motivation to be active!  I am super selective when it comes to songs that make me want to get up and burn some hardcore calories, so consider this the filet mignon of music! ; )  Click on any of the songs to hear it via YouTube (warning- some are explicit or possibly offensive)!  Oh and you are welcome!

1. Pulses by Karmin
2. Boom by Ying Yang Twins
3. Freak a Leek by Petey Pablo
4. So Fine by Sean Paul
5. Now or Never by Outasight
6. Dark Horse by Katy Perry
7. Love Me Again by John Newman
8. All I Do is Win by DJ Khaled
9. The Monster by Eminem & Rihanna
10. Wild Ones (Project 46 Remix) by Flo Rida and Sia
11. Play Hard by David Guetta
12. #thatPOWER by Will.i.am and Justin Bieber
13. With You by Linkin Park
14. Breathe by The Prodigy
15. As We Enter by Nas & Damian Marley
16. Take It Off by Ke$ha
17. Naughty Girl by Beyoncé
18. Crazy in Love by Jay-Z & Beyoncé
19. Drop It Like It's Hot (Sean's Reggaeton Remix) by Snoop Dogg and Pharrell
20. Rock the Casbah by the Solar Twins
21. In Da Club (Remix) by 50 Cent & Beyoncé
22. Watagatapitusberry by Pitbull
23. Somebody's Watching Me by Beatfreakz
24. Danza Kuduro by Don Omar
25. Ride With Me (Stargate Remix) by Nelly
26. Stand Back by Stevie Nicks
27. Self Control by Laura Branigan
28. Rebel Yell by Billy Idol
29. Invincible by Pat Benatar
30. Levels vs C'mon N' Ride It Mashup by Avicii and Quad City DJs
31. Move Ya Body by Nina Sky
32. It's My Life by No Doubt
33. You Can Do It by Ice Cube
34. Where's Your Head At by Basement Jaxx
35. Hella Good by No Doubt
36. Better Off Alone by Alice Deejay
37. Lose My Breath by Destiny's Child
38. Living Dead Girl by Rob Zombie
39. Violet by Hole
40. Stinkfist by Tool
41. Good Girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship
42. Cry for You by September
43. Move Shake Drop by DJ Laz
44. Happy by Pharrell Williams
45. Ain't It Fun by Paramore
46. Partitions by Beyoncé
47. I'm a Freak by Enrique Iglesias
48. Exotic by Priyanka Chopra
49. Replay (Jump Smokers Remix) by Zendaya
50. Pompeii by Bastille
51. White Walls by Macklemore
52. Chocolate by The 1975
53. Nothing Feels Like You by Little Mix
54. Cannonball by The Breeders
55. Young Folks by Peter Bjorn and John
56. National Anthem by Lana Del Rey
57. I Think I'm Paranoid by Garbage
58. Next to Me Remix by Emeli Sande and Kendrick Lamar
59. Badd by Ying Yang Twins & Mike Jones
60. Ching a Ling by Missy Elliott
61. Lean Back Reggaeton Remix by Fat Joe
62. Papi Chulo by Lorna
63. Kiss Kiss by Tarkan Simarik
64. The Bad Touch by The Bloodhound Gang
65. Dani California by Red Hot Chili Peppers
66. Alors on Danse by Stromae
67. Beat Dat Beat by DJ Pauly D
68. Va Va Voom by Nicki Minaj
69. I Wear My Sunglasses at Night by Corey Hart
70. Disarm by Smashing Pumpkins
71. Machine Head by Bush
72. Light Em Up by Fall Out Boy
73. Written in the Stars by Tinie Tempah
74. 6 Foot 7 Foot by Lil Wayne & Corey Gunz
75. Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood
76. Play by David Banner
77. Pon de Floor by Major Lazer
78. Crawling by Linkin Park
79. Send the Pain Below by Chevelle
80. Let's Go by Trick Daddy
81. Overnight Celebrity by Twista
82. Glow by Nelly Furtado
83. Throb by Janet Jackson
84. Wish You Were Here by Incubus
85. Let Me Think About It by Ida Corr & Fedde Le Grande
86. U and Dat by E-40
87. One Thing by Amerie
88. Rhythm is a Dancer on my Humps by Black Eyed Peas vs Snap!
89. Flood by Jars of Clay
90. Friends and Family by Trik Turner
91. All Around Me by Flyleaf
92. My Own Prison by Creed
93. Beggin by Madcon
94. Move If Ya Wanna by Mims
95. Shooting Star by David Rush
96. Run the Show by Kat DeLuna
97. Blow My Whistle by DJ Alligator
98. Jerk It Out by The Caesers
99. Iesha by Another Bad Creation
100. Get Money by Junior Mafia

20 Cool Down Songs:

1. Silence by Delerium
2. What Now by Rihanna
3. Adore You by Miley Cyrus
4. Glory and Gore by Lorde
5. It Can't Rain All the Time by Jane Siberry
6. Falling Slowly by The Frames
7. Tennis Court by Lorde
8. Set Fire to the Third Bar by Snow Patrol
9. Colorblind by Counting Crows
10. Walking on a Dream by Empire of the Sun
11. Midnight City by M83
12. Born to Die by Lana Del Rey
13. Stay by Rihanna
14. Nicest Thing by Kate Nash
15. Independent Love Song by Scarlet
16. Damaged by Plumb
17. Ride by Lana Del Rey
18. Dirty Paws by Of Monsters and Men
19. Africa by Toto
20. Lluvia by Nochell

Happy Sweating!
 














Saturday, March 22, 2014

Cutting the Cable Cord

For years we have heard people gripe about the cost of television.  You get a great promotional price that after twelve months skyrockets into $100 plus per month.  Slaves to the boob tube.  What could you do with an extra $100 per month? 

Being an 80's kid myself, I remember when all we had were local channels.  Saturday morning cartoons were a big deal.  I still remember when we got our first satellite dish, it was ginormous.  Fast forward twenty five years later and most people can't fathom going without 200+ channels to pick from. 

Honestly, how many of those channels do you even watch?  You are paying for 200+ channels and most likely probably only find yourself watching 5-10 of them.  If you have a voice telling you that you need those channels, that you need cable, dish, whatever - muzzle it.  Because you don't.  I was once in your shoes too.  Telling myself that I just couldn't fathom life without Lifetime Movie Network or Investigation Discovery.  Blah, blah, blah.  I was a moron.  A moron paying over $100 per month. 

My husband and I make decent money and have jobs that we both really like.  We are not looking to leave our jobs until retirement.  So even though we do make decent money, we are always examining income versus expenses.  And since we aren't looking to change jobs or spend more time away from home working a second job, it is safe to say our income won't be increasing.  In order to free money up for other wants/needs, we would have to decrease expenses.  Which is oddly something that most people hate to do, even though it is quite simple.  If you are tight on money you only have those two options- increase income (higher wages, second job, selling assets, etc) or decrease expenses (cut out luxuries, decrease utility costs, less spending, couponing, etc).  I am about to explain in detail how to disable that cable bill. 

First thing that is important- find out if you are in a contract.  This is important as any savings you might be gaining might be flushed away with a penalty for breaking contract.  Any decent service isn't going to enforce anything more than a month to month contract.  Month to month means they are going to have decent customer service and work to keep prices low as you are able to cancel at any time.  Most contracts have a clause saying that the provider can increase cost at any time, be sure to always read the fine print.  So anytime you are searching for a service or a utility ALWAYS go with no contract or short term (no more than 6 months) if possible.  If you are in contract, find out the exact end date and prepare to make the switch then. 

Second thing- local channels are free.  Remember back in the day when we had CBS, ABC, NBC all at the turn of a dial?  Well, they are still free.  You just need an antenna.  And you can go with an indoor antenna instead of one of those roof top antennas.  Click here to learn about the different types of antennas available.  Click here to learn which channels you can get FOR FREE with an antenna in your area.  FREE...you don't need the internet, it will be your local channels, you can have any kind of TV and you can get these channels.  Personally, I have the Mohu Leaf for my indoor antenna.  Received them as Christmas presents (idea for when you draw a blank when people ask you what you would like as a gift). 

Want more than just a few channels to choose from?  Let's talk about streaming television.  While there are many, many options out there to choose from when we talk about streaming TV I am going to focus on the Roku because it is what I have and know. 

The Roku device itself does not have a monthly fee.  You pay up front for it (I paid $45 for ours and there are frequent sales on them) and that is that.  You own it and no more fees.  Some of the channels may have monthly subscription fees but I will get to that in a moment.  The Roku hooks right into your TV.  You must have wireless internet in order for it to work.  TV.  Roku.  HDMI cable.  WiFi.  Couch.  Go! 

So you have a Roku.  What now?  Start streaming!  Go to the Channel store and find what channels you like.  My husband LOVES the hunting and outdoor channels and so he had a field day finding all those.  I find myself frequently putting on the Pandora channel when I clean.  Other than Pandora I find myself frequenting three other channels- Netflix, Hulu Plus and VuduNetflix and Hulu Plus both cost me $ 7.99 each per month.  Vudu has no monthly set fee but the movies/ television shows have different fees to access. 

Netflix is a common household term these days.  You don't need Roku to get Netflix.  You can use a Wii, Blu-Ray player, Smart TV, Xbox, etc to stream it (same with Hulu Plus).  Netflix has a way better selection of movies and TV series than Hulu Plus to choose from.  The catch is Hulu Plus has the most current seasons/episodes.  I love Scandal, Law & Order SVU, The Blacklist, The Following.  I can stream them on Hulu Plus the day after they air on regular TV.  Now because I do have the locals for free, I could watch them the night they air but I like the on-demand option as I don't always stay up late enough to watch these shows.  If I get interrupted I can stop and go back as many times as I want.  Or I can miss a few weeks worth of a show and get caught up all at once.  Hulu Plus has commercials, Netflix doesn't.  If I had to choose one over the other Netflix wins hands down every time. 

Vudu is my newest love.  We literally have to drive 15 minutes to the closest Redbox to rent the latest movies.  Which always results in an extra day or two of fees until we drive again back to the next town to return the DVDs.  Enter Vudu.  Newest releases- you choose whether you own the digital copy or just rent the film for 24 hours.  On top of that just for signing up for an account I got to choose five digital copies of movies for free.  Free.  Just for signing up for a free account.  Did I mention it was free?  Plus I just went up and purchased the Frozen Blu-Ray/DVD combo.  It came with the code for the digital copy so I logged on to Vudu and uploaded the code.  Boom, it is on my collection of digital movies that I can access without having to pop in the DVD.  Never to scratch or skip.  I am in love.  Friday nights is notorious for lazy nights in my home.  No housework, if we don't order out then dinner is simple and we just lounge all night lazy as can be.  We rented Catching Fire from the comforts of our couch without having to leave the house.  It was $ 3.99.  I am now watching it for the second time as it stays in your library for 30 days but once you play it, you get 24 full hours of the movie.  Watch it as many times as you want in that 24 hours.  Love.  Love.  Love.  No DVDs to return or lose or scratch.  Technology BLOWS MY MIND. 

Some other bonus options I have explored and want to let you know about:
  • If you are already an Amazon Prime member, upload the Amazon Prime channel and stream your heart's desire away. 
  • Redbox Instant is a fabulous channel for those of you who frequent the Redbox kiosks.  Why?   For being a member (I believe $8/month) each month you get 4 FREE kiosk credits.  Plus you get unlimited access to their streaming library. 
  • YouTube channel.  YouTube on your TV.  Nuff said.
So after initial set up costs (can be done for under $100, less than one month of cable/ dish), I pay only $ 16 per month for television.  And I do not feel like I am lacking in any manner.  Do I miss Lifetime Movie Network or Investigation Discovery?  Yes, but not enough to pay $100 per month.  I am hoping that both channels get on board with the future of television and offer these channels to us streamers.  Plus, I am sure my husband is thrilled that I am no longer watching hours of television based on how to not get caught murdering your spouse. 

Not to mention, that $100 per month, $ 1200 per year back in my pocket feels pretty good.  We just bought kayaks and are looking forward to kayaking as a family all summer.  So what is holding you back?

  • Bonus!  Try it before you buy it!  Normally Hulu Plus will offer you one week free trial, but by clicking here you can double that free trial into two weeks!  FREE, FREE, FREE!  Give it a shot before you commit!
  • Netflix offers new customers one free month to try it before you buy it. 

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

A Step in the Future - Saying Goodbye

Every parent knows their child will one day grow up and lead a life of their own.  Our job is to raise them and prepare them for that day.  Some day, one day, any day now....what happens when it is THAT day? 

Jacob was ten years old when I first met him.  A quiet, small framed boy with a quick smile.  Over time I have watched him grow, although I didn't realize it was happening.  I look back at a photo and see that some of the baby face has faded, that his height has increased.  When I married his father, he became my stepson and his sister my stepdaughter.  I had never been a stepmom before, nor had they ever had one.  Taking two families and blending them is difficult, far more difficult than anyone who has never walked in those shoes could imagine.  There are a lot of family internal battles that occur with everyone trying to figure out where they stand, where they belong in the new family.  New traditions, new beliefs, new opinions on how daily life should be all blended into old traditions, old beliefs, old opinions.  There were a lot of tears, arguments and emotion.  I read books, we did family counseling.  I think of it as like an object that has been forced into an existing family tree.  The tree will eventually form around the object, encompass it until the object becomes part of the tree's identity. 

Of course Disney never helps with the portrayal of the wicked Stepmother.  Although Sony Pictures tried to take the heat off Stepmoms and place it on the male with the movie The Stepfather, the stigma still applies to the stepmother.  Before I could get my cackle down pat, I feel like the time has come for both of my stepchildren to become grown adults and now they are not just my stepchildren, but my friends that I enjoy being around.  We first felt the tinge of separation with Amanda graduating.  Next came Jake's graduation.  And then the day where he sat us down and told us he was enlisting in the Navy.  I cried, but not tears that could be easily explained.  The pride I felt in that moment was unreal.  Such an important decision and I had never seen him more determined or sure of anything in his life.  Of course those tears held some fear...fear of the unknown.  Fear of changes this decision would bring to our routine as a family.  And most importantly, tears as I heard the final tearing noise of both of the stepchildren diving headfirst into adulthood. 

Over the next several months of waiting until his departure date, I thought a lot about how this would affect my husband.  Although between the two of us there are four children, this is his only son.  His hunting buddy, the boy he cheered on from the sidelines, his namesake that he rocked to sleep as a baby.  I don't think the reality of the changes coming have sunk in with him yet and I am bracing for the storm that will hit when it does.  I worried about his sisters and how they would adjust.  Amanda and him had always been close, Paige looks up to her big brother and Madison idolizes him.  Madison is too little to understand what is happening.  One of my main focuses was ideas on how to maintain their close bond during his absence.  I still can clearly see him holding Madison for the first time.  It was the style at the time for boys to have longer bangs that they could whip aside with one turn of the neck and that hair fell forward as he leaned to kiss her sweet newborn face.  It was like witnessing love at first sight.  All three of the older kids have been monumental in helping raise and shape Madison into who she is today, with one of them gone it will be a forever incomplete puzzle.  Missing a key link.  I think about his Mama, the one who carried him and birthed him.  Who changed his diapers, watched him take his first step and bandaged his boo-boos.  Knowing how I feel as a stepparent, my heart goes out to her as how she must be feeling as a Mommy. 

The hours turned into days, the days into weeks, the weeks into months.  And then it happened. The day of departure.  The day that he stands before the bus a boy and steps upon it a man.  This is the "some day", the "one day" that we think about as parents.  And I realized, all these months that I worried how it would impact everyone around me, I never stopped to think about how it would affect me.  Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas, birthdays- no guarantee of ever being "complete" at the holidays.  Vacations, celebrations, even family dinners- always one missing.  This is that day.  This is the day that nothing will ever be the same again.  He is stretching his wings and flying away from the nest.  Sure there will be visits, but he will never be coming "home" again.  There will always be another home that he will return to.  This is not like getting an apartment in the next town over.  He is dedicating several years of his life to the U.S. Military and will be at their mercy of where he shall go and when he will do it.  Pride, fear, sadness all formed into one lump in my throat. 

We blinked.  We blinked and it passed us by.  We blinked and he became a man.  There is no rewind button, no pause button.  Only a play, which feels a whole like lot fast forward to me.  I do not know what tomorrow brings and I can only carry so much of yesterday as my memory will allow.  This life is scary, beautiful, tragic and wonderful all at once and I am standing in the middle of it's twister as we speak.  It's like living in a snow globe, where all can be calm and at rest and then one shake of the globe and everything is tossed into the air, never to land exactly how it was before. 

I guess I can take peace from that analogy as no matter how it lands, it is still just as beautiful.  Just different.  So Jacob Brian, as you embark into your future, I just want you to know how proud your wicked stepmother is of you, of who you have become.  I am excited for all the places you will go, for all the friends you will make, for the life that you will carve out for yourself.  And keep in mind, if you ever find yourself in a spot in life where you aren't happy, just shake it up.  Keep shaking until everything lands just as you envisioned it would.  Today marks the very first day of the rest of your life and wherever that takes you, just remember you have a family back home that loves you so much.

And for the rest of my readers, cherish each moment.  Don't ever let anyone tell you that you will spoil a little one by holding them, hugging them or kissing them too much.  There is no such thing as too much love, only not enough time.  Before you know it their some day, one day will arrive so don't you waste a drop of that time in between. 

Sunday, March 16, 2014

I Love (Upstate) NY!

In the midst of a brutal NY winter, one that never seems to end, I needed a reminder of why I love this area.  When out of state people hear I Love NY or even New York State, they think the glitz and chaos of New York City.  Nice to visit, but my kind of New York couldn't be more opposite from the City. 

I live in Jefferson County- nestled on the shores of Lake Ontario.  Born and raised here, I am always at a loss when I hear of Fort Drum transplants complain of how much they dislike this area.  Perhaps different values, maybe different hobbies.  Granted, the humidity in the summer can feel suffocating at times, and several feet of snow falling is nothing new to us, but I still love that I can call upstate New York home. 

Today I was at the counter of a local butcher's shop (Little Barn Bulk Foods) picking up fresh cuts of meat and I was reminded of why I love it.  The owner saw some faces he didn't recognize and introduced himself with a smile and shook their hands.  I browsed the shop, looking at containers of local honey, marbled rectangles of homemade soaps, plastic bags of fresh cheese curd, homemade muscle relaxing rice bags, etc.  On the counter top was an advertising for next weekend open house at local maple syrup farms.  We are so fortunate to live in an agricultural area.  I can't fathom living in an area where there are no pumpkin patches to select the perfect jack o lantern from.  Can you imagine what it's like to grow up and not know what it's like to pick a ripe berry or green bean straight off the plant and pluck it into your mouth? 

We took the scenic route home and could drive for miles without seeing a house.  In another season, I am sure those fields would be occupied with cows or horses.  We did see some deer in the distance, at the edge of the thicket of trees.  While everything right now is covered in a frosty blanket of white, soon the green buds will appear on the branches and a lush carpet of green grass will replace the snow.  In the fall, those green buds will eventually turn into masterpieces of yellow, red, orange bursts that will cascade slowly down.  Raked into a huge pile creates hours of fun for little ones who run and jump into the pile of the leaves. 

I can enjoy the sandy beaches along the shore of Lake Ontario.  Or if I prefer the mountains, I am only a drive away from the Catskills or the Adirondacks.  Those who thrive in the faster pace of a city can seek refuge about an hour away in Syracuse.  Or a further drive will put you at Rochester, Buffalo or Albany.  I do fine with having Watertown within a fifteen minute drive away.  Lots of nationally known chains (Red Lobster, Olive Garden, Applebee's, Starbucks, etc) and then the treasure trove of locally owned gems in the area.  You could go fancy with CafĂ© Mira, Sboro's, Tin Pan or The Clipper Inn or casual with Fairground Inn, Jeans BeansThe Barley Pub, Gram's Diner or The Crystal Restaurant.  Bakeries like April's Cake Shop, Pearl's Pastry or Chrissy's Beanz provide unforgettable treats to quiet the fiercest of sweet tooth's!  For the health nuts, be sure you stop in to Mustard Seed or Green Thyme.


Especially if you enjoy the outdoors, upstate New York has endless options for you.  Hiking, Biking, Kayaking, Boating, Fishing, Hunting, Snowshoeing, Skiing, Snowboarding, Ice Skating, Sledding, ATV riding, Camping, Swimming, etc. 

To really experience what upstate New York has to offer be sure you:
Or travel a bit further to enjoy these activities:
Please feel free to comment below as there is no way one post could possibly encompass everything there is to see and do in upstate New York and surrounding areas!  I am hoping that this blog reaches those being stationed in Fort Drum or just new to the area see what a great area it really is.  Or maybe give long time residents ideas of things to see or do.  Or perhaps, like me, a reminder of why we live here...and LOVE IT! 

Thursday, March 13, 2014

I'm Phat!

I am fat.  Now, society dictates that this is a statement that I should be ashamed of.  Something that I should try to fix.  If I claim self-love and self-acceptance, there will be people out there shaking their head saying it's denial.  That's fine, because I can't stop them from having their opinions.  They are the same people that judge me when I walk into a room, that base my worth on my weight.  I am more than a number or a pant size.  If the worst thing you could ever call me was fat, then I have lived a good and fulfilling life. 

I have tried to morph into what society tells me I should desire.  I have obsessed over calories, forced myself to exercise when I wanted to do something else, attended meetings, been hypnotized, listened to my stomach growl when my "points" were dangerously high for the day.  I have even gone under the scalpel and scarred my body in pursuit of a smaller pant size. 

Why?  Why have I done the things I have done?  Well I always thought that your waist size and your happiness were some how connected.  The smaller I am, the happier I will be.  That the only way I will be healthy, happy and fulfilled is if I fit into the proper BMI on a chart.  So I went to my family doctor, who told me that people who lose weight are mentally unwell.  Pffft...he must have been crazy.  So I changed family doctors.  This family doctor was not in favor of me pursuing weight loss surgery.  He tried to explain it to me like a football team, not everyone is meant to be the same size or else the team isn't very effective.  I don't even like football, so in one ear and out the other.

I had my surgery.  Lost weight, got into smaller pants....and yet, there was not a heaping pot of gold at the end of my rainbow.  In fact, I was losing weight because I kept throwing up everything I ate.  My hair was falling out in handfuls.  At family dinners, at Thanksgiving I would be in the bathroom heaving as my family enjoyed a delicious meal.  And losing weight didn't help my financial situation, didn't help with everyday stress.  Being a Mom, a full time employee, a wife, a housekeeper and human I found out that I would have to obsess over eating and exercising in order to keep up the weight loss.  I would watch my hair continue to thin, my teeth enamel wear down, the black circle under my eyes darken.  So I was smaller, but I wasn't happier. 

And, like many other do, I put weight back on.  Not sure if it is all of the weight, because honestly, I haven't been on a scale in months.  I focused on what the problem areas in my life were and worked on correcting what was wrong.  My hair started growing back in thicker, fuller with volume.  I still sometimes throw up, but only because I haven't had the reversal yet.  Yet.  I am not sure if I am willing to go under the knife again unless necessary.  I am starting to learn that if something is broke, you can't fix it.  I am starting to learn a lot.

For instance, my doctor's words are now coming back to me full force.  He mentioned that I was perfectly healthy, even healthier than some skinny people.  *Gasp*  Yes, a fat girl can be healthy.  My blood pressure, my cholesterol, my heart, my lungs- all healthy.  My blood work always comes back good, even before the surgery. 

I know when people look at me they probably think I drive thru McD's everyday.  Ummm, hate to tell you but The Biggest Loser is exaggerating when they show you the contestants doing that pre-show.  I hate McD's...and most fast food.  I really don't like fried food.  My family actually eats really healthy and balanced meals.  Last night we had an amazing pork tenderloin with cabbage and onions all baked in a Dutch oven, drizzled with extra virgin olive oil.  For a side we had wild rice.  We grow our own vegetables and to hear that some families go weeks without veggies or fruits is shocking to me.  We hardly ever go a day without fruits and veggies in our diet. 

Now don't get me wrong- I have a wicked sweet tooth.  I am weak when it comes to ice cream or brownies.  So I try to avoid buying those items and keeping them here at my home.  My sweet tooth is quite happy when I eat a banana with a spoonful of peanut butter and some chocolate chips.  I don't drink soda or alcohol.  I do love me some latte and some sweet iced lemon tea though.  I could actually live a fulfilling life never having another potato chip or French fry. 

So must be I am lazy right?  That has to be why I am fat.  Except I probably have done more 5ks than a majority of those reading this.  I even have a 10k under my belt.  Whoot whoot <--- the sound of me tooting my own horn.  And when I go to a gym, I know what to do and how to use the machines.  I am not afraid of weights.  I even have a mini-gym in my home.  Treadmill, elliptical and weight bench. 

I have beautiful eyes.  And when I take the time to do my hair, I think it's pretty.  When I do my hair and get dolled up, when I look in the mirror I think I look pretty.  So if all a person can see about me is my weight, maybe that person doesn't deserve to have someone as awesome as me in their life.  I am super funny, honest, smart, witty.  I am a good Mom.  I have volunteered my time to help out more times than I can count.  I am human, I make mistakes and I don't pretend to be something I am not.  I love my family fiercely.  I have the best friends a girl could ever ask for.  Friends who allow me to be everything I am without judgment, without regards to what society dictates.  This is who I am in my eyes and I like me.  I like me for who I am and what I am.  I like that I don't hate myself so much that I starve myself and insult myself constantly.  I like that I don't define myself by my weight and don't identify my worth with my pant size.  To me this is self love and self acceptance and if to you this is denial, then so be it.  Because I think I am phat....in the face of being fat. 

We all have our flaws.  I don't think I am perfect, but I am perfectly happy being who I am.  We are meant to be role models for our children and all this dieting and elimination of foods we love sends a message that if we are overweight, we are not good enough.  I'd rather teach them to find activities they love, relish delicious foods and no matter what, lead a good life. 

With all this said, if I had health issues stemming from my weight I can see it becoming necessary to focus and prioritize on lowering it.  In the end, there are overweight people who have lived full, long lives.  There are fit, healthy people who have dropped dead in their middle ages.  No matter which way you look at it, life is short so don't waste it trying to become how you think society wants you to be.  Don't attach self worth to a weight or size.  Keep in mind, that super fit person you envy has their own problems as well.  They are not happier, healthier, more talented, more intelligent, wealthier, more fulfilled just because they look like what you think you should. 

Happiness lies in doing things you enjoy, in achieving life goals, in surrounding yourself with people who make you happy and appreciate you in their life.  If you find happiness in running, going to the gym, swimming, cooking healthy meals, weight lifting, taking long walks, learning more about nutrition than that is great- do what makes you happy.  Never place your definition of happiness on what another person thinks of you.  Another person doesn't define you-  YOU DEFINE YOU. 

Bottom line- never let anyone make you feel less because you weigh more.