Stuff

Henry is exactly two weeks old, today. I am still in the time vortex thingy that makes it feel like these past two weeks have flown by/have been an eternity. I'm pretty sure it's the time vortex thingy that keeps making it snow/sunshine/snow outside.

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Here's sumpin' to think about. We just did our taxes, and learned that the government claims fifteen percent of the ol' income.

Tithing is ten percent.

Everyone in the USA gets taxed.

Only members of the church pay tithing (you could argue that not all members pay tithing - but not all citizens pay taxes, either, so moot).

The United States is billions of dollars in debt.

The church is a multi-million dollar entity.

Think someone should give someone else a lesson in financial management? Just sayin'.

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"Don't throw them away just yet, wide-leg and boot-cut jeans are coming back in style!"

I'm sorry - did they actually ever leave? I know everyone and their boyfriend was supposedly on the skinny-jean trend; but the fact is that the skinny jean was flattering to a very very veeeerrrryyy small population with a specific body type.

And while the skinny jean was very flattering to those fortunate few, for those of us with a more mainstream appeal, it's hard not to be flattered by an appealing boot-cut. Don't even get me started on a good trouser-cut jean!

Look, fashion industry. Just because you provided nothing but the skinny jean option in stores for the past while doesn't mean that we all followed you blindly down the runway.

And just because your consumers started catching on to the ultimately unflattering cut of your jibe doesn't mean you can sneak the tried-and-true classics back into your closet and tout the 'comeback' as your genius idea.

Okay. This isn't about skinny jeans. At least not completely. The thing is - I believe in fashion as a form of self-expression (sounds trite, I know, but stay with me) and I believe in the power of finding your own beauty. But Fashion Industry? You keep attacking us with the same cookie-cutter shape, insisting that we're all cookies!

I'm no cookie.

What if I'm a Bavarian Cream Eclair? Or a sweet cream crepe with a spicy mango chutney? You have no idea what to do with my spicy.

Listen, Fashion Industry. Instead of being so insistent on which trends and fads we should be into, why not educate us on how to find our own sexy?

Because a dark chocolate raspberry truffle tart is most enticing when she is allowed to flaunt her own flavor.

(And, probably, if you moved to educating young girls about paying attention to their own individual attractiveness, you'd have a LOT less sales in skinny jeans.)

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I have a thing for orange tic-tacs.

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I have THE most beautiful 3 children in the world. One of them is currently crying. That's ma cue!