Realization

Ya know when you watch a movie or tv show and there is a team of two or more people and the 'leader'* is very controlling and doesn't take the advice of the other people in the group, even if it's a good idea. But then the 'leader' ends up taking their advice, but only after he twists things around like it was his idea in the first place? 

I was thinking about that today as I was vacuuming my house. (I do my best thinking while vacuuming.) I came to the realization that the 'leader' does that because he doesn't respect the people on his team. He doesn't have the confidence in himself to say, "Great point. Let's do that." He feels that by recognizing the other members' contribution, he diminishes his position as the superior member in the group. What he doesn't realize is that he is doing just the opposite. By not acknowledging the valid points of the members, he just makes himself look silly and inferior. Especially when he is called out on it. 

My challenge to you is to be more humble. If someone does something well, tell them. If they do it better than you, tell them. If they have a good idea, tell them. If their idea is better than yours, make sure you let them know. It's by encouraging the people around us to be better that we become better. How else could I be as awesome as I am? I'm surrounded by people that are far more awesomer than myself.

*self-proclaimed leader

I had to share this

I saw this guy tonight on HBO. Sorry Christians.

Awkward!!

From the Minnick family archives.

Christmas with the step family

It was pretty great. 

How was your Christmas?

I pretty much hate X-mas music

However, Vivian loves it. And if I don't play it in the car, she will sing the same lines from the same songs over and over and over and over and over. I figure that it's more pleasant to have music to go with the words, so we listen to it in the car. Today, I heard this song for the first time ever. It was so clever and entertaining, I had to share it with you.

 

The feeling I got from the song is how we are all so crazed and jumbled at this time of the year. Everything seems to blend all together. The shopping, decorating, baking, partying, cooking, traveling, entertaining, all seems to smoosh together and create a hectic frenzy. Then December 25th dawns, the presents are opened, the meal is eaten, and it's over. Just like that. All that craziness for what? More stuff. 

Don't get me wrong, I like stuff. I like shopping and getting presents. I like having a reason to make gifts for people I love. But I don't like the hoopla that goes along with it. That's all.

Wow. I wrote a whole post without cussing. Or mentioning my awesome ass. Shit! I just cussed. Twice. Oh well, nobody's perfect. I hope Santa will still bring me lots of presents this year.

'Tis the season

It's no secret that I'm celebrating this stupid Christmas without my best friend/sister. Yeah, it's fucked up. I've pretty much come to the conclusion that what's done is done. And even though I do think it's for the best that we aren't friends anymore, it sucks that I don't have anyone to laugh with about the stupid jokes that only the two of us know. The holidays always brought out the best and funniest in us.

So, in the interest of invading your privacy and talking about you on my blog, I have complied a small list of funnies that we have shared over the years that relate to a certain weekend that we spent with a certain other friend during this time of the year about 10 years ago. I know you read this thing just about every night, so I'm going to give you something to read that will hopefully make you smile. 

1. MERRY FUCKIN' CHRISTMAS
2. super shitter
3. uh-no (unworded version of  'I don't know')

I thought there were more, but I think that's it. One more thing - Don't overdo it this year. Take it easy and enjoy yourself. Oh yeah, and I'm the one involved with santa's shit shop this year. Lucky me. 

I love our memories.

Being John Malkovich

Have you people ever seen this movie? I watched it last night. And by watched it, I mean that I was in and out of the room where it was on TV while I was doing other things. It was confusing, slightly boring, and amusing all at the same time. I didn't watch the end of the movie, but I read up on it, and I think I want to watch it again but this time maybe I'll give it more attention. Should I?

Two things:

1. Please explain this movie to me.
2. If you could live anyone else's life, who would it be? Why?

Are the Greek gods really any different?

So, the other night, I was watching Clash of the Titians. (don't judge me) While I was watching it, I realized that those multiple gods are the same as the one god that Christians believe in now. They were very involved (interfered) in the lives of the people of ancient Greece. They routinely came down from their holy Mount Olympus to mingle with humans. The humans both feared, and adored their gods. Much of what they did was done to please the gods. Here is my shitty analysis of the most 'popular' gods and goddesses. 

Thanks to the all-knowing Wikipedia

Athena - She was the goddess of wisdom, warfare, strategy, heroic endeavour. Maybe she was the one who helped the stripling warriors. 

Demeter - Goddess of fertility, agriculture, horticulture, grain and harvest. How many stories of people praying to god for a good harvest? Or rain? Maybe it was Demeter who helped them. You don't know.

Eros - He was the god of love, sexual intercourse, cupids, desire and pleasure. Years ago, when Vivian was a baby, I didn't want to have sex. Go figure. One night, I prayed to HF for him to help me feel sexy toward my husband and help me enjoy sex. It worked. But perhaps I have Eros to thank. 

Hera - Queen of Heaven and goddess of marriage, women, childbirth, heirs, kings and empires. Well, fuck me! There's our Mother in Heaven! So, when I prayed about having the fourth kid, it was Hera who made me feel all warm and fuzzy about it. Thank Goddess!

Poseidon - God of the sea, rivers, floods, droughts, earthquakes and horses; known as the "Earth Shaker" or "Storm Bringer". Hmmmmmmm... Perhaps Noah was 'in' with Poseidon and that's why he built the arc and survived the flood (conspiracy theory). Maybe Jesus was Poseidon in disguise. I mean, he was able to walk on water. His apostles were fishermen. He caused terrible earthquakes when he died. 

I just threw this post together in 30 minutes before I have to go to work. Please fill in where I may have left off. Which one do you identify with most?

 May Hermes deliver me safely to and from my home today. 

Are you finished Christmas shopping?

Yeah? Well, up yours!

Portugal is taking over the world

...or at least my next blog. I clicked about 7 times and got artsy-fartsy Portuguese blogs. Nothing against the Portuguese - I am of Portuguese-colonized African origin. My maiden name is Portuguese. However, I don't speak it. I can read it I guess because I'm pretty fluent en espanol. And espanish is like portuguesish. At least it's not the Christians who are attacking me like they did last time. I couldn't handle that shit again. But you know, according to someone who is highly (not) respected in the blogworld, I am actually very much a Christian! 

So, which one is better, being attacked by your ancestors? or being attacked by your peers? 

Can't we all just get along?

Thanksgiving Eve

We cooked pies. Well, Mimi cooked some pies. She baked a pecan pie and a pumpkin pie.

Trystan baked the apple pie and made the cranberry sauce. Delicious!

Patty is cooking the sweet potatoes to make sweet potato balls tomorrow. She's hard at work while they are baking.

I made gluten free bread. And it looks pretty pathetic. Good thing it tastes fine. I'll be turning it into stuffing tomorrow.

Mel came home to rearrange beds for our guests. His uncle, aunt, and grandmother are coming to our house this year. Everyone is so excited. Especially Mel.

The best thing is that tonight we get homemade Mexican food. From real mexicans. It's going to be great!

Anyone else with me?

Am I the only one who has the entire 16 digit credit card number memorized? My husband was a little disturbed that I know it by heart. I really only use one card, I didn't plan to memorize it. I just did. I can't help it if I'm brilliant. Maybe I'm a savant. And I didn't even know it!

Probably not. 

Oh! I added a new link to my blogroll. Lojo is an long time friend. She's cool and thinks I'm bitchin'.

Read this blog post too (it's 'safe'). I think I will define God as she does. Maybe I'll expound upon that on the other blog.

i haven't completely disappeared from here

I still come to my own blog so I can see my blogroll. I can't get it to keep me up-to-date on my links from the other one. I don't care enough to figure it out, so I'm going to still keep this one active. 

Don't expect anything too interesting here though. I think I'm mostly still posting so you mofos who haven't gotten the new blog address will know that I'm still alive and that you should check that one instead. If you never check this one again, you probably won't miss much. 

I'm about to compose a sex and masturbation post inspired by someone on my blogroll. See ya!

Is anyone here?

Do any of you still read this one? I know it's much prettier than the new one, but there's really not much going on here. You should head over to the new one. What? What did you say? You don't know where to go? Just shoot me an email. I'll direct you to the right place. Cool? Cool. 

See you mofos later!

And the Winner Is...

Go to the new blog to find out.

Our family's latest obsessions

If you have the opportunity to play this game, you must. It's crazy and addictive. And silly. And we all love it!

We are also into this game. Killer Bunnies. It's a card game where you try to kill your opponents bunnies and do some other stuff and it's fun and silly. Believe me. 

Tomorrow is the last day to enter the contest.

why it's great to have impulsive friends who use you

I am here on Sunday afternoon in my quiet house. I just finished doing some much needed housework. I enjoy doing housework when I can be alone in my own thoughts and accomplish a task without having to manage any 'helpers'. I'm tidying up around here for some unexpected guests. 

I got a call at 10:00 last night. She wanted to know if she could stop by my house on her way home from Philly to have lunch. Of course you can!! I'd love to see you!! After I realized that I'd have to make something, I started to have second thoughts. UHHHH, no, sorry. I think I'm going to be at church. Without skipping a beat, she told me that she'd need at least five signatures that I actually went to church and stayed for the whole three hours. That was the only way I was going to get out of cooking for her. 'Nuff said.

I got out of bed so we could plan lunch. 

Oh yeah, only three more days until you can win the purple vagina cowl. Email me for the link to the new blog that I'm completely overwhelmed about making look decent and haven't had time to work on it but will at least have a new post within the hour.

There's still time left to get your free shit!

Excited to share

The new blog that I'm writing

I messed up, mofos

If I sent you an address to a new blog and it doesn't work, It's not you, it's me. In my excitement, I forgot a part of the address. So, if you have already emailed me and I sent you something and it's wrong, here's how to fix it: 

(mysecretblogname).wordpress.com

If you haven't emailed me yet, whatthefuckareyouwaitingfor? You better get 'ta emailin'. You wouldn't want to miss out on the free purple vagina** I am giving away, would you? You don't want to miss out on me do you?

**no actual vaginas were harmed during the making of this blog post

Win Free Shit and Some Slight Oversharing

Hey mofos! I am selling out. -ish. I am working on  a new blog. My awesome teenager stumbled upon it a couple of weeks ago, and it threw her for a loop. She got a glimpse of me as a 'real' person, and that was weird for her. Like, really weird. I asked her if she wanted me to stop blogging (truth be told, I was hoping she'd say no) and she said, "No. It's OK. I don't have to read it." Is that some awesome shit or what?!?! I know adults that can't grasp that concept. 

My husband and I agree that it's important for me to keep blogging. I'm just going to do it in a different place. I am not posting a link to my new blog on here. Not only do I not want my teenager to read me, I don't want one person in particular to read it either. I know that the person I don't want in my biznass won't do what's necessary to be able to stay informed on my life. It may seem like drastic measures to keep one motherfucking person off my blog, but I'm a bitch like that. And if she chooses to cut me out of her life because of a stupid blog, then she doesn't get to participate in my life either. And well, I don't have a problem with the rest of you mofos. 

That brings me to how you can win free shit. You people just need to send me an email or comment or text message if you want to know where the hell to find me. Next Wednesday, I'll randomly select select a winner.

With the weather cooling off, you want to be stylish and warm. If you're a dude, you want your girl to look stylish and not complain about being cold. 

I'll email you the link/go to your blog and comment or email you/text you back. I understand that I am 'controversial', and some of you may not want me to know that you're reading my shit. I won't out you. I promise.

My email address is on the bottom of the page.

Bustin' out

I'm just telling you all this so I can change the post of my hand. I'm tired of seeing it every time I pull up my blog.

This morning, I realized that I only have one handmade scarf/hat set. It's functional, but not particularly I used to knit all the time. Then summer hit, and I stopped. I mean, how oxymoronic is it to knit scarves and hats in 100 degree weather?

The weather is getting chilly so now it's time for me to bust out the 'ol kneedles and start knitting again. I want a fluffy cowl that I can wrap around my kneck and use to keep my head warm. I also have to make Vivian's mitten and hat set for Christmas, and finish Mimi's scarf. Trystan wants a hat, and the one I made Mel itches his head so I need to find another yarn and make him a new one. Baby. I don't know what to knit for Patricia. She's the difficult one. Any suggestions?